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Finale: I get to Perth station and Adam has made sure I am in his carriage on the return trip to Sydney. I am so excited about the return trip with Adam (so-to-speak) and I am super curious about what he said earlier about making it interesting. I start settling in and as the train leaves the station, I get my usual warm “personal” welcome from Adam inside my cabin. One of the many things I love about Adam is flexibility to either do a quick fuck and cum quickly to serve its purpose like just now or spend an hour inside me pounding me before delivering his seed. I decide to skip dinner because I want to be nice and clean for my first night on the train back to Sydney and I want to make sure I can keep Adams load in me until his next one. At 10pm Adam is at my door on the dot. We make out for the next hour, and he fucks my hole and deposits his second load of the evening in me. It is getting a bit sloppy now as his first load has worked its way down by now lol. So, there are cum stains on the sheets and the first night isn’t even over yet lol. At 11pm while we are snuggling there is a knock at the door to my surprise. “Oh, that’s your return trip surprise” says Adam. He jumps up and opens the door and a slightly older guy steps in quickly. He is about 50 years old, just under 6’ tall, wearing worn tight dirty jeans, a plaid shirt and has a slightly fuller beard than Adam and dark brown shoulder length hair. He has piercing blue eyes which pop with his dark hair and a somewhat evil grin to him. I can see a few sleave tattoos at the end of his wrists and his shirt top buttons are undone to reveal a very hairy chest and some chest tattoos. I am kind of stunned at how hot he is yet different to Adam. “This is Dave, he is one of the train drivers.” Dave reaches out to shake my hand and his grip is firm but welcoming. “Oh come on Dave, you can do better than that” and Dave walks over to me, literally leans in over me and kisses me passionately with what seems like an endless tongue before standing back up. He clearly has a growing bulge in his jeans by this stage. “I thought it would be nice to keep it in the family” Adam says. I say, “Oh shit is this your brother?” thinking how hot, two gay brothers. “Not quite. More of a father really.” He turns to Dave and says, “show him”. Dave lifts the bottom of his shirt and pulls the top of his jeans down a bit to reveal a gorgeous hairy stomach with a clearly defined biohazard tattoo below his belly button. “Dave is the father of my poz babies. It was Dave that knocked me up on one of the trips just over 3 months ago. When I told him I knocked you up, he asked if he could add his grand dad babies to your mix. I thought it would be cool to strengthen the family line.” Adam then leans in and kisses me passionately and says, “only if you want though. But even if you do, I want to let you know, you are and always will be mine baby”. I am rock hard by this stage and Adam grabs my cock and says, “I am guessing that is a yes”. I don’t say a word. I just smile, kiss Adam back and flip over onto all fours and offer my arse to Dave. I hear Adam kiss Dave again and then I hear Dave undo his jeans and I feel a bulging head press against my wet cummy arse and just slide right in. Adam moves around to my front, and I expect to get a mouthful of his cock, but I don’t. Adam is now kneeling face to face with me as Dave is starting to pump my hole. I can feel Adams cum coating his dick and now dripping down my leg as Dave fucks me and it is making a sloppy wet noise now. Adam is now kissing me as Dave fucks me. “How does it feel to be kissed by a man who loves you as you are fucked by another man?” I am in heaven and my groaning confirms it. “Cause if you enjoy this, then maybe you and I got something special. Your arse is always going to be mine. It is always going to be me that knocked you up, but seeing another man fuck you turns me on so much. As long as it is my cock and my load last in every night and you, I fall asleep with and wake up too, I think we got something special here”. I am moaning with pleasure, and I see the excitement and passion in Adams eyes as he says this. And I lose myself in the moment. “YES!” I almost yell it. Adam stands up and now his cock is in my mouth, and I can taste his cum from fucking me earlier. “How’s his arse Dave?” “Fucking sweet arse mate! But I am so fucking close. All that seed in there being mixed up is driving me crazy”. “Good! Give those babies to my man, flood my mans hole with your poz seed. Remind that hole where its babies originated from.” And with that Dave slams in hard and bottoms out and he holds it there and with grunts I am certain the next cabin can hear; I literally feel the pulsing of his cock as he floods me with his seed. He holds his cock inside me for a minute until he goes soft and pops out. Adam then loses control and cums all over my face. Dave just pulls his jeans up, slaps my arse and says “so, same time tomorrow night then?” “Definitely! He will be ready for you again and I will be here to make sure”. Dave leaves, and I roll on to my back and Adam is kneeling next to me. “Lay still babe”. He slowly licks all of his seed off my face and kisses me with it until my face is squeaky clean. I am laying naked on the bed with a mix of his and Dave’s seed dripping from my hole. Adam is naked kneeling next to me leaning over me. He slides his finger inside me and plays with the mix of seed. “How did that feel babe?” “Like heaven” I say. He smiles and looks me in the eyes and say “yeah, me too. I’ve been waiting for someone like you all my life”. He kisses me and I respond, “me too”. Still fingering me Adam says, “then marry me”.

"I did say he had potential" Matt declared. "Reggie did good by him and by pozzing him! Hot and piggy, Reggie is a sweet, decent guy. I'm sure you've seen Ty and me doing dp with him." TJ whistled and he said, "So, that's Reggie! I'm impressed that the 3 of you bottomed for each other. What really amazed us was how your holes opened. Of course, we have a lot to learn about our asses. MJ, I'd like Sam to fuck us once we have our dads' virus. For a cut cock, his is pretty and huge." Stroking his chin, MJ said, "He's also got that sweet tatted ass. Looks mighty tasty. Of course, getting our dads' bug is our first priority! Daddy Ty, if I can call you that, after my fuckflu, will you fuck me?" Visibly touched, TJ exclaimed, "Daddy Ty is more than fine with me. Daddy Matt for TJ. Just try and stop me from fucking you. We're family and we'll share everything! I've loved you since the day you were born." "Daddy Matt loves you too TJ! How could I not love the fruit of Ty's loins? Before you ask, I'll fuck you too!" Matt exclaimed. We're one twisted family, soon to be a twisted POZ family!" "Daddy Ty, before Sam was here you talked about stink" MJ said. "TJ and I have sniffed and licked each other's sweaty pits and it's nasty fun. Can we switch off the a/c so we can get sweaty?" Grinning ear to ear, Matt said, "There's no need for that when we have a steam room in the basement. Pits aren't the only stinky place on a man's body! Speaking from personal experience, Ty has wonderfully nasty stink in his pubes an buttcrack too!" Not to be outdone, Ty chimed in, "If they could bottle Matt's stink, I'd bathe in it. Still, I'd rather wear Matt 24/7." He wrapped his arms around Matt. hugging him tightly. "You don't know how good it feels to express how much I love this man. This is a gift from our sons! Pun intended!" "Okay, boxers off and down to the basement! Time to work up a stink!" Matt demanded. Naked, the 4 of them went downstairs. Matt turned the steam room on and they kissed each other while it came up to heat. "Everybody in!" Matt instructed as the chime sounded indicating it was ready. There was a bucket of water and a ladle and Matt poured water on the rocks, causing the steam to rise. Shortly, they all worked up a sweat and the 4 of them explored sweaty bodies with their noses and tongues. Pits, pubes and buttcracks were wallowed in. It was a relativity new experience for the young men, but one they thoroughly enjoyed. "Let's get out before we overheat." He turned off the steam room and they went upstairs. There was enough residual sweat and stink for them to enjoy. "Chinese for dinner?" He asked and a chorus of 'yes' was the reply. "The usual?" Again, a chorus of 'yes'. "Ty, come with me and we'll pick it up! You can wear my dirty sweats. I'll get on the app and put the order in. Wait in the garage while I get my wallet. This will give our sons some time to themselves." Hearing the garage door close and the sound of his dad's truck engine, MJ said, "This went better than I expected. When I kissed my dad properly, I expected him to freak out but after a second he went right into it and it felt so right. Daddy Ty's kiss is just as amazing, but of course I'm partial to your kisses." "MJ, we made the right decision." TJ said, in agreement. "We have to be the 2 luckiest QUEERS in the world! Not only do we have sexy POZ dads, but tonight we'll be getting the virus from the cocks that made us. Sharing this with you makes me love you so much more!" "Like our sexy dads, you and I are boyfriends and lovers and tonight our dads will also be our lovers!" MJ said. "If given a choice, I want us all in one bed. Would it be too much for me to want us sharing a bed from tonight on? We can alternate houses." Gently squeezing MJ's thigh, TJ said, "You're such a romantic and I'll never get enough of you, so sharing a bed with you is a given. Now that their relationship is out in the open, I imagine our dads will want the same arrangement." In his 'conspicuous' red truck. Matt said, "We certainly have raised a pair of nasty QUEER sons! They're like us, only more so. Asking to get knocked up by the cocks that made them was a shock for a minute, but ultimately, it fuckin' turned me on. Unbeknownst to us, we taught them everything we know, thanks to their hidden cams. I've never been ashamed of my love for you but our sons did us a favor bringing it out in the open. Maybe this would be a good time for us to bring our relationship further." "We do have that triple lot saved up." Ty said, stroking Matt's face. "If we both sell our houses, we can build a real home for the 4 of us. Most likely, our sons will be wanting to share a bed and on occasion, it'll be the 4 of us." Smiling flirtatiously, Matt growled. "You have a romantic and twisted mind and if I wasn't already in love with you, I'd be falling right now. As soon as our sons are properly infected, we'll meet with the architect. With all of us under the same room, we'll truly have a home. Part pigsty of course, but a warm, loving home." "Call it fate or destiny, but I know in my heart that we were meant to be together." Ty declared. "If my ex hadn't left me we still would've broke up. Our love is too powerful. Maybe we didn't realize it at the time, but from that first night, we belonged to each other." Not surprised by what Ty said, it was good to hear his words and Matt felt the same. "I echo your sentiments, but if we keep this up, I won't be able to drive. We do owe our sons a debt of gratitude for bringing this to the surface. Almost there." Back at the house, MJ said, "Now that the cat is out of the bag, we have a decision to make. Do we leave the cams or take them out? I'm thinking we need to capture tonight, not that I won't remember vividly. Still, there will be 4 of us!" "You're absolutely right and it'll be something for us to watch every year on our birthday." TJ agreed. "Of course, though I doubt it, our dads might not agree. Let's hear what they think, but we need to give them the option." "Chow time!" Matt announced, coming in from the garage. To be continued

15. “How do you feel,” Mike asked after the men had gone. He stood stretching and cracking his back. I felt exhausted and used, still resting most of my weight on the back of the couch. “Amazing,” I replied. I made to get up but Mike stopped me saying, “Hold on, bend back over. I wanna see that hole.” I lent back forward and Mike moved behind me. He bent down, got eye level with my ass. “God, your fucking hole is wrecked. You’ve turned this into a real cunt in like three days.” He slid a finger along my hole, and I pressed back making my hole open a little more for him. “Fucking beautiful.” “Thank you.” “Do you have another top lined up yet?” “No, it was just those two so far.” “Ok, stay right there.” He went into his room while I stayed bent over the arm of the couch. He came back a few moments later, a long silvery orange dildo in his hand. It was almost 18 inches long, tiny at the tip but like a large faired plug at the bottom. It already shone with lube. He lined the slithery toy up with my hole and fed its length slowly inside my guts. It twisted and wiggled its way right past my second hole till the full length was almost inside me; and then pop, the base locked into my battered hole. I was wildly full, and found that I was panting a little. “Oh fuck Matt,” I said a little breathlessly, “I feel so stuffed. Jesus. This is perfect.” “I love that toy. After my first week locked I slept with it in for almost a month. Kept me ready for cocks at any moment. My hole would feel open and stretched all day even when I didn’t have it in.” “That sounds so hot, do you mind if I…” “That’s why its in your cunt boy. You’re going to sleep with it in your hole from now on, I may even send you to work with it in your hole. I bet your boss will love finding that inside you the next time he fucks you.” “Oh yes please.” “I’m going to meet a friend for a drink… you should probably rest your pussy. Three days of raw cock, plus sleeping pluged will wear a cunt out and you don’t want to have to stop getting fucked do you?” “God no.” He kissed me deeply, and then went to get dressed. I laid down in my room, naked except for the cage and tugged on the toy locked deep inside me. I groaned. I head Matt leave, and lost myself in the feeling of fullness. Slowly, I drifted off into another fitful sleep. The next morning I showered and got ready for work. I thought about leaving the plug at hole but after slicking it with lube again and riding it a few times I decided I didn’t want to give up the feeling of fullness. I pushed it back into my hole and put on a pair of very tight white briefs to help hold it in. The vibrations of the subway train through the plug were almost too much for me, and by the time I got to work I was so worked up that a cool sweat was running down my back. I groaned a little when I say down in my desk chair and felt the plug push just a little bit further into my guts. I’d been at my desk for maybe ten minutes when and email came through from my boss. “Please come to my office when you can – Steve.” My hole twitched thinking about Steve’s big raw cock siding inside me again. I wasted no time, and rushed as fast as I could without dropping the plug out of my hole, to my boss’s office. The cute male secretary who normally sat in front of his office was gone, and the shades were drawn behind the windows. I knocked on the office door, and it was quickly opened by Steve. He was smartly dressed in a tight-fitting button down that I now knew covered his stunning muscled furry body, and gray trousers that at this moment barely hid his bulge. “Oh good! You’re here.” He said with a broad grin, “come in.” He stepped back and let me in the office. I was, to say the least, surprised by what I found on the other side of the door. Sitting on the couch opposite Steve’s desk was his secretary Blake. Which, was not in itself shocking, what was shocking was that Brian was completely naked, sporting a hard 9 inch cock. He looked at me, a wicked light in his bright eyes, and winked. “Let me explain a little,” Steve said, closing the office door, “Blake and I have been fooling around for quite some time, and this morning I was telling Blake here about good your cunt felt yesterday and how desperate you were for loads now that you’re locked.” “And we decided maybe you would enjoy a little early morning breeding session to get the day going,” Blake finished for him, getting up and stroking his rock hard dick. “Like I told Steve yesterday,” I stepped closer to Blake and got on my knees. “My hole is his, whenever he wants it.” I grabbed Blake’s cock, and pulled him closer, “And yours too.” “Now, before you start swallowing Blake, strip.” “Yes, Sir.” I stood up and facing Blake and Steve stripped off. I dropped my clothes behind me onto the couch, being careful to keep the plug in my hole hidden from them, I wanted it to be a surprise. “You look good as a caged up sub,” Blake said. “Thank you. I feel good.” “Now can he such my cock?” “Yes, now he can suck your cock.” I dropped back to my knees, and gobbled down Blakes cock. The salt of his pre cum hit my tongue, and instantly I arched my back, my body responding somewhat out of instinct. It felt good, having this fat cock slide into my mouth. My saliva glands went into overdrive, making sure that I gave this man the best blow job I could. As I swallowed Blake, Steve moved behind me, and then I heard a low whistle. “You’re plugged today too.” “Yes Sir,” I responded, letting Blake’s cock out of my mouth just long enough to respond. “You get more and more slutty every day. Let’s get this plug out though so I can use your cunt.” Steven started to pull on the plug, and I arched my back more to give him better access to my hole. I felt my ass lips being pulled out with the wide base of the long snake like toy until finally they released and the whole thing came slithering out. “Jesus fuck,” Steve said, “This thing is huge, and your cunt is so fucking open…” I heard him get up and undress quickly, then he was back at my hole, “we may get no work done today playing in this cunt.” “Fine by me,” Blake said, his hands were now twisted in my hair holding my face in place as he fucked my face.

Got the sling room at Flex in Atlanta Thursday night. Took 8 anon loads blindfolded. 3 loads in the sling and 5 anon ass up face down with blindfold on the bed.

I got this two months ago, let know they are fucking a POZ ass.

On holiday just now. Horny Arab messages me on Grindr, wants to meet. Manage to arrange a time and he arrives at my hotel. Big lad, very hairy and much thicker cock than his pics suggested. I thought he'd only be for oral only or safe sex, but no. I sucked him hard which he enjoyed and made sure my lubed up hole was in easy reach. I asked him if he wanted to fuck me, which he did. He stood up, got behind and slid right in, no mention of rubbers. Well he got to work, I knew he'd blow in no time. Don't think he gets much from the wife.. He blew a massive load in me, left me well sloppy. He might be back for seconds before his holiday ends, I hope so..

Sex is like any other sport. You have to train for it and train your body cock and ass for Game Days. This means devoting time most everyday to taking toys in you and pushing yourself to go longer and take bigger. As you get more sexual use, your body will build more endurance (and appetite/need for it) and you will last longer and longer each time. Guys see me in action in sex clubs/resorts or in my porn films and ask how they can become more like me and i tell them the same thing every time: get out and do it. live it. Train for the sport of sex and you will indulge on a level most fantasize about.

I wouldn't say becoming poz made me sex crazy as much as it allowed me to ignore certain inhibitions of mine and get in touch with my inner 🐷. I loved to rim before I became poz, but always thought it was dirty and that people would look down on me for wanting to do it (just to do it, not even in prep for anal sex). One I became poz, I felt like the worst thing (other than death) that could happen to me had already happened, so why hold back? And then I discovered that I not only enjoyed but craved eating other men's cum from a hole! 😍 As I stated over in the slut in your family thread, I'm pretty sure my sex-crazed nature was a genetic gift from my father and has nothing to do with HIV status. I mostly suppressed that before I became poz, but there was one point where I wanted to tie (if not beat) a friend's record of 7 different men in 7 different days. (In retrospect, what a laughable goal! It should've been 7 men in 1 day at the very least!) I hit 6 men in 6 days.

I decided to attend the Gay Pride Parade this past month in my local town to show support for my gay friends with whom I work. There are about five of them. At sixty, I am much older. I'm also 6', and about 185 pounds. I've been married to my wife for 30 years, we had four children, and now have eight grandchildren. I guess I'm about as straight they come, but have always thought there was absolutely nothing wrong with being gay. It just wasn't for me and I had never even thought about doing anything with another guy. It was going to be a hot day, so I decided to dress for the heat and wear what I usually wore to my track meets: a jock strap, shorts, a tee shirt, sport socks and sneakers. One of my friends rode with me there and he was dressed fairly similarly. We found a place to park fairly close to the start, which surprised me, but then I thought, oh hell, when the parade is over I will be about 2-3 miles from here. Oh, well, can't have everything. We got out and walked over to the starting area and found the other guys. I was kind of rubber necking somewhat as I had never seen such an array of, well, somewhat crazy looking people before. There were all kinds of attire from just plain like I and my friends to wild costumes and back down to what looked to be a few guys with little or nothing on at all. It was a kaleidoscope of colors everywhere and I was like a kid in a candy store wanting to just see what all was going on. It was very festive scene and then there were the floats which were magnificent to look at. I started walking around to look at everything I could and soon lost track of where my friends were at. I looked for a bit but there were just too many people around to really look good. I soon decided the heck with it, I would see them later for a couple of drinks before going home tonight. I went looking for something to drink then. Soon found a nice little stand that sold my drink of choice, an ice cold CocaCola. I bought one and then wondered around some more but still did not see my buddies and the parade was lining up to start. I found myself by a float I liked the looks of, so decided to just walk along with it. Soon we were starting up and I found several guys walking around that float and on it all dressed alike, so figured they were all friends or at least had al worked on the float together. A few blocks later, one of the guys from the float turned and said hi to me. I returned his greeting and soon we were talking while we walked along. About a mile and a half into the parade I was starting to feel the heat and the long walk. The guy I was walking with told me I could take a break and ride on the float for a bit if I wanted, but he said I would probably have to take off the shorts and shirt as all on the float only had on jockstraps. I looked and was surprised as I had not noticed them stripping most of their clothes off on there till then. Only the guys walking were still in their shorts and shirts. I was kind of in a turmoil about that when I stepped on a rock in the road and twisted the heck out of my ankle. My new friend grabbed me or I would have went down. That pretty much settled it for a bit as he basically tossed me up onto the float. I decided, what the hell and soon had my shirt, shorts and shoes and socks off and was only in my jockstrap. My new friend then told me I looked to be in pretty decent shape for my age as I had told him that earlier. I thanked him and returned the compliment. I had not really paid much attention to his looks until he tossed me like a sack of sugar onto the float. Now, I noticed, he was definitely in good shape and although not a build of a weightlifter did have quite the muscles showing. I then rode the float for the rest of the parade. Looking around I noticed the other guys on the float all seemed to be in pretty good shape. Must all work out a lot I thought. I also noticed that they all, that I could see from where I was at, seemed to have the same tattoos. One, a tramp stamp on their backs and another on their stomach when they would turn and I could see it, of a figure that looked familiar, but I couldn't place it at first. Then as we passed a hospital on the way I noticed the design on one of the dumpsters I could see off to the side and it dawned on me they all, for some reason, had a biohazard symbol. I asked my new buddy about it and he said they had all decided to get one when they joined the club. I thought that sounded nice for them to do.

Another Real Experience - How Big Are Those Cocks? This is another true party story from about a year and a half ago. A long term play buddy of mine on the Upper West Side had started using his large floor-thru apartment near Columbia University as almost a full-time party location and meeting place. Additionally as time went by, he began to also help guys find the potions and combinations that enhanced and ramped up their sex experiences. My buddy Jack was a shorter white guy, with a steel grey buzzcut and goatee - he was around 60, but kept a very muscular body with just a bit of belly - he had a nice cock and a beautiful ass. He still liked to play himself, but sometimes was so busy setting things up and dealing with the guys who came simply for favors that sometimes he could not have the sex sessions he planned... and someone else might benefit from what he'd set up for himself. That's what happened to me that fateful Friday. So one summer friday, responding to an invitation for a play session he'd set up with me the day prior, I headed to his place and arrived around 5pm. Jack figured we'd play a bit early, he'd break for a while to take care of those arriving in the early evening for favors, then begin playing again when he was through - while I could continue with any other guys who happened to be staying for his evening play party. When I got there, he was already mostly naked with some leather, so I also got out my harness, metal cockrings, armbands and the like and pulled on a jock-strap until things really got started. He had two adjoining rooms, the smaller had a daybed type affair and his computer desk the other larger room a very big bed and most of the porn screens. We sat by his desk, puffing on a huge glass bong and shotgunning while we chatted and he let me know some of what was going on that evening to come. He also gave me a vitamin "v", and I started getting hard watching porn over his shoulder as we chatted and puffed up. I needed to piss after a bit (and as we were not yet playing, I didn't think there'd be any issue with me getting rid of a bit) and he said to just make sure I knocked before going into the bathroom as there was someone showering and cleaning up in there. He also told me to take my time as he still had a few IM's and E-mails to respond to before he could take a break. Cool, I thought, I can wait outside if they're shy and show-off if a bit if they are not. Headed to the bathroom on the other end of the apartment - down a LONG corridor past the front door, then through the living room, into the kitchen and then to the bathroom which adjoined the third bedroom located all the way to the rear of this long narrow apartment. I knocked on the closed bathroom door, and heard a familiar voice ask who it was... I called out my name through the door and heard "just a minute, then I'll open up..." While I was waiting, the door to the bedroom opened and Derrick, the guy renting that room from Jack, opened the door naked with a bong in one hand and torch in the other. Derrick was a wiry very white guy with a ripped body, lots of ink and a damn big cock. He was also a very popular DJ and party organizer, and also an escort. "I heard it was you out here, and I wanted to talk to you a second... here" he said, handing me the bong and using the torch to melt the T. As I was shotgunning him, the door to the bathroom opened and he hustled me inside. The occupant was Craig, a 20-something African American guy with a soccer player type body and nice size cock. He was from the same part of the south Jack was from. Craig was a nursing student, and was staying with Jack partly as delivery man, partly as assistant, and partly as fuck buddy. I took my piss as we three shared shotgun hits from the bong. Derrick told me he was glad I was there, because he had set up something for the evening that was really special for Jack, fulfilling a fantasy that Jack had been wanting to try for many years. He was glad I was there because he himself could not stay long (escort clients, you know) and Craig would likely be in-and-out, so Derrick was pleased that there'd be someone with real control there who could make sure the scene didn't get out of hand. Had to admit I was damn curious at that. While Craig pulled out some Testosterone Gel (this was just before they started making an issue about them) and started rubbing some into my muscles and his own, Derrick continued, telling us he had set up a gang bang for the evening with three EXTREMELY hung black top guys. All claimed also to be straight but just liked a walk on the wild side occasionally, especially when lots of party favors were involved. We all took a few more hits off the pipe while we each took turns giving each of the other guys a quick suck and a quick rimjob. We didn't want to leave Jack alone for too long, and Derrick was "working" in a short time, so he headed back to his bedroom while Craig and I went forward to Jack's two adjoining rooms in the front of the apartment. Jack and Craig and I got onto the daybed and sex play got started. All three of us are vers, with both Craig and I leaning more to top and Jack more to bottom. Still in our first round, we totally round robin-ed with each of us sucking and rimming each of the other two, each of us getting fucked by the other two and each of us fucking the other two. A very nice start to the evening, let me tell you... We took a break as John had guys coming very shortly for party favors and Craig was going to need to get things ready for a delivery run. I kicked back watching porn and we puffed the pipe some and a few guys came through... some heading right back out, others hanging a bit to see if they'd be invited to hang for a bit and get into the scene. After a bit, Derrick came into the room with some guys behind him. Derrick announced that Jack's "birthday present" from him was here, and Jack looked like a kid in a candy shop. One guy, Alastair, was a lean lighter skinned Jamaican guy with dreads and a goatee and appeared to be in his 40s; Pierre was a shorter darker Haitian guy who was neither toned nor flabby but was smooth all over and could have been anywhere from 30 to 50; finally there was Alex who was early 20s, very nicely muscular and looked like the All-American College Jock type. And as they stripped down, they all had cocks that were pretty damn big while soft... The guys were given a nice big baggie from Jack along with some vitamin-v. We sat around watching the porn and hitting the pipe hard. At first Alastair and Pierre were really quiet, and I guess to some people a bit menacing. Two of the guys who'd hung around slipped out quietly, while I noticed that the next few of Jack's arrivals didn't even bother staying for more than a puff or two. The three guys prepared points for themselves and the rest of us puffed on the pipe. Craig passed around drinks with G and the guys started to mellow a bit. We were down to the three of them, plus me and Jack, Craig and Derrick - who each would be leaving shortly - and a string bean of a white middle-aged top named Jimmy and a cute Hispanic twink, Rico. The three "friends" of Derrick's started to get hard, and holy shit! I've been a player since I was a teenager, and these were some of the biggest cocks I'd encountered in all that time - almost impossible that three of that size were in the room at the same time. Alex, who did some porn occasionally, had a beauty of 9-incher, and Pierre a slightly longer, and somewhat fatter battering ram that had to be 10 inches. Then there was Alastair. He was slowly fisting a cock that seemed impossibly long - someone whispered "how big IS that thing?". Alastair rather smugly replied "Thirteen inches" to which Jimmy responded "No way." As proof, Alastair pulled from his bag a goddamn TAPE MEASURE to prove it - said he got tired of people not believing him. Sure enough, it was past 12 1/2 inches long - officially making it the second longest cock I'd ever personally encountered. "Satisfied?" he growled at Jimmy, who looked a bit scared. All three seemed to be getting impatient with waiting for Jack to finish up though when Rico tried to go down on one of them he was pushed away. Jimmy and Rico retreated to the daybed behind Jack's computer and started to fuck around. It was also becoming obvious that Jack was VERY upset about some message he was getting on his phone and he started to curse under his breath. The three guys looked a bit pissed and started whispering stuff to Derrick and then Craig who moved over to them to see what was going on. Craig went back and forth from them to Jack. Finally, Craig and Derrick came over to me and began to talk in a hushed tone, while Jack spoke to the other guys. Seems Jack was going to have to go out because he was having some problem with a supplier that frankly I didn't need or care to know any more about. He was taking Craig with him. Derrick was heading to paying clients shortly. So I was left to hold down the fort and make sure nothing went wrong and was given a set of keys to the various cabinets. "And there's something else," Derrick mumbled. It seems his three pals were tired of waiting and wanted to fuck NOW. Jimmy was a top only, and was clearly showing signs of avoiding them at all costs, and they were very much NOT into Rico, whom they found too feminine and girly (odd, for straight guys, I thought, but whatever...). "That leaves YOU," Craig finished for Derrick. Shocked I looked at them like they were crazy. "You want ME to bottom for three of the biggest cocks on the island of Manhattan?" They both nodded. "You HAVE to, or its not gonna be pretty real soon" whispered Derrick. "But don't worry, we can help make it easier." See here's the thing. Yes I do like to bottom, and in fact had griped a few times lately that I wasn't getting any bottom time at the last few get-togethers I was at, but really... I could think of 10 friends off the top of my head who would pay a huge amount to be gang-fucked by 3 super-hung black men, but being the subject of ANY gangbang had never been a fantasy of mine. And any of my fuckbuddies can tell you that although my hole is rather talented when it comes to muscle control, I am tight, and usually take a bit of time to warm into being fucked. Craig got me some G and some K and tossed a sprayer of Maximum Impact on the bed we'd be playing on. The three guys got the points they'd prepared earlier out, and Derrick pulled a tourniquet around my bicep and swabbed my arm. Jack and Craig slipped out quietly, and Jimmy and Rico paused in their play to watch as the three guys administered themselves and Derrick did me. There were several coughs and as I held my arm over my head, Derrick whispered "good luck" and headed out. I was pulled over to the bed and my ride began. On my knees in front of them as the sat all on one side, I sucked on each of those huge cocks - I could deep throat Alex, and Pierre barely, but I could not get Alastair all the way no matter what. I got to rim Alex for a bit and then they pulled me up on the bed and onto all fours. The maximum impact was sprayed on a cloth and I took a huge suck on that blessed cloth. Alastair and Pierre knelt in front of me while my mouth went back and forth between two dicks and two sets of balls. Alex climbed up behind me and I was astonished to feel his tongue give me a rimjob! Then the cloth was shoved under my nose and Alex started to sink his missile into my hole. Thank goodness for all of the chemical assistance, as I was able to take him in with far less trouble than normal. There was a bit of pain at first, and an uncomfortable feeling that lasted even longer but I wasn't in agony or anything. Rico, fascinated by all this came over with the bong, and held it for me to take some huge hits and blow them out on the two cocks I was sucking. After that, I settled into pure pleasure from Alex's fucking. Pierre's foray into my hole was a bit more difficult and he was far from the best top I'd ever had, but I was one of the first male holes he'd ever fucked supposedly, though he had received many blowjobs from guys over the years. Eventually it was Alastair's turn. I booty bumped before he began, along with many more hits on the pipe and more Maximum Impact. And amazingly, it was astonishingly good. He was narrower than Pierre, which helped a lot, and he also seemed to know his way around a man's hole. We continued to fuck and suck for hours, with Alex sitting his gorgeous ass on my face a couple of times when I was getting fucked on my back, and even giving me a little sucking action on MY cock every now and then. His buds did raise their eyebrows a bit when he did that. I also gave Pierre his first rimjob ever, though I could not convince Alastair to allow me to do the same thing. Jack and Craig eventually returned and things broke up. I wound up driving Alex back to his place in Spanish Harlem, and going inside with him. We smoked some more bowls and his cousin arrived during and got high with us - this teenager from North Carolina got quite an education that night, as I wound up sucking and rimming him, getting fucked by him, and briefly allowing the two of them to DP me. Unfortunately, that pushed things a bit too far for my overworked hole and I had to call it quits and head home. My butt was pretty wrecked for about two weeks. I certainly wouldn't have sought this situation out, and I'm not sure I'd ever want to repeat, but I'm glad I experienced something like that at least ONCE in my life. I have actually hooked up with Alex a few more times, and I'm close to convincing him to let me fuck him!

I couldn't take it anymore. After dating my ex boyfriend for 3 years, he broke up with me to go to college. I had literally saved myself for him. There were plenty of guys I could have had, being a young, small girl with anything but small breasts has it's advantages. But now that he's pulling that shit, fuck it. I was responsible long enough, now is my time to have fun. I headed over to a local movie theater. Since it's Friday night there's a midnight showing of 'The Rocky Horror Picture Show'. I don't care about the movie too much, but it always seems to attract the horniest of dudes. Upon entering the place, I realize I had underestimated the amount of erotica that could be held in a building. Within a few feet of the entrance alone, there was at least 20 guys wearing anything from jockstraps to full leather BDSM gear. Since the ratio of girls to men was heavily skewed towards guys, I was approached pretty quickly by a guy wearing a tight leather g-string. It didn't leave much to the imagination. "You come here lookin' for some lovin'?" Since my answer was strictly yes, I didn't see any reason to dance around the issue. "Yes, I need to get fucked." The man grins. "You sound pretty eager. Do you want to go now or should I gather up some more guys?" This intrigued me, I hadn't thought about having sex with multiple men in the same night. Now that it's come up though, I figure I might as well go hard or go home. I reply "Dear jesus, yes. Can you get a few guys?" "Heck yeah," says the dude. "Before I do, do you want to set some ground rules first? Like safety rules or anything?" Safety obviously isn't too high a priority for me right now. I never took sex ed, but I figure the chance of actually catching something is fairly low. At the same time, I don't want to seem like a slut or anything. Like maybe not as many guys would want to fuck me if they thought I had something? I decide I should at least pretend to care, just so I can get as many guys as possible. "Uh, I don't need a condom or anything, but if someone is about to stick it in they need to tell me if they think they have an STD. Like it may not be a deal breaker, I still might let them do it, I just need to know." "Sure thing, I'll go get some guys. To make it extra special though, how about lets blind fold you until we get there?" I was definitely up for some extra kinks. My first time having sex had to be memorable ya know? So I agreed. The dude put the blind folds on first, then led me down the street to his apartment. "I'll be right back, I'm going to go get my crew." I heard him close the door as he left. A while later, I'm not sure how long, I hear a large amount of guys enter the place. "Oh shit that's a fine hotty you've caught." One of them said. "How old is she? She's legal right?" Another guy chimed in; "She looks just old enough." As the men shuffled around, I heard the first man come up behind me. He whispered in my ear 'are you ready beautiful?' as he grabbed my shirt at the breast and pulled it down. Another guy came up and started unbuckling my pants. "Would you like to see who's about to fuck you?" I nod in agreement. The man takes off my blindfold and in front of me is this well built hunk, with a massive uncut penis. "oh fuck..." I whisper. He pulls down my pants and underwear as the first dude takes off my shirt and bra. Now, totally naked, I realize there's not turning back. This is the moment I lose my virginity. The man climbed on top of me. I spread my legs to let him in. He jabs at my pussy, but I only yelp in pain. My lack of experience is showing... The man realizes the issue and sticks a few fingers in me first. He starts fingering my insides hard "you want this cock don't you? Tell me you want this cock." "I want that cock!" I say, "I don't believe you, why isn't your hole opening you stupid slut?" He reaches up and grabs my throat. "I'm going to shove it in again and you're going to open, okay?" I try to mumble an affirmative but only moans come out. He takes his fingers out and in one stroke powers his penis inside me. It felt like a fucking cement truck hit me. He didn't wait for me to catch up. He started humping me faster and faster, while still shouting 'you want this fucking cock you fucking slut? you want my cum? Your pussy is mine you whore." After only a minute or two he roars up and sinks his cock into me for the last time, I feel it shudder as he pumps his seed into me. Since I wasn't on birth control, I realized he might have just gotten me pregnant. I don't have time to wonder for long though, as another man quickly climbs on top of me. After a painful first minute, my vagina started getting used to the pain. Plus the cum from the first dude made great lube for this one. Within the next hour, about 12 men took turns pumping their seeds into me. By the end, I was exhausted, but holy shit was it fun. After the last dude cums I realize that the first dude, the one that had originally invited me to this, hadn't taken his turn. Maybe he'd forgotten? I sit up to look around for him, and he clearly didn't forget. He comes up from behind me and started kissing my neck. I moan again. He reaches around and starts fingering my clit. "Ooooh, you're bleeding down their... I hope you still have time for one more..." He pushes me forward so I'm laying on my stomach. "Fuck yes, I need your cum." "Good... One thing though... you said we should tell you if we had an STD right?" He remembers my original and only rule, but he still pokes his penis into my vagina. I moan loudly. "Well..." He starts humping me. I feel his penis going in and out. I feel his skin on my skin. Out of the 13 fucks I had that night, this was on a whole other level. "I have AIDS." he says. My stomach dropped. Did he just say AIDS? Like HIV? Is that why he went last? Cause none of the other guys wanted it? I started to try to flop over, but he picks up his pace, and it just feels so good... I let him keep going. He keeps going though "You said you wanted to get fucked... well this fuck will be the best fuck of your life. You won't ever forget it..." He keeps pounding my pussy, his hands were on the back of my head now, holding me down. "You'll get what you wanted, Cum. You are a cum slut. That's all your good for. Worth less than trash." He keeps jawing at me, I could feel my pussy convulsing as another organism approached. "Who cares if you catch the bug? I could throw you in the dumpster and no one would care. You're good for a fuck and that's it. I hope you remember two things after this; that you have HIV, and that you're fucking worthless." His shit talking was throwing me over the edge. I didn't care about catching the bug. I didn't care about ever having sex again. The only thing that existed at that moment is working this mans cock til it explodes. I feel him start going even faster, til he's outright jack hammering my pussy. I hear the 'spat, spat, spat' of each hump as the sounds morph together. I feel his penis start to expand. "Worthless bitch... Dumb slut..." I feel him grab my shoulders, push me further into the bed, as he roars up and yells "FUCKING CUM DUMPSTER!" my body explodes in complete orgasm as his cock explodes within me. Jets of poisonous semen coating my insides. I feel pump after pump of his throbbing penis as his seed reaches the deepest part of my hole. "Fuck, FUCK!" I moan as he keeps pumping the last of his venom into my uterus. He gets off me. "Okay slut, you had your fun. If you don't catch the bug in a couple weeks, come back and see me, otherwise you've gotta go. " While I could barely walk at this point, I manage to make it back to the theater where a few friends find me and take me home. Only a week later, I come down with the worst flu of my life. I realize I've made a horrible mistake. But it's too late. This is a part of me now. It'll be with me forever. At least I don't have to worry about slutting around anymore, right?

Before the main event, here's some necessary background. Tyler Evans Jr, known as TJ and Matt Williams, known as MJ are lifelong friends who share a birthday. Growing up next door to each other, their dads are also friends. MJ was born prematurely, in the seventh month and his mom died in childbirth. TJ was full term and born exactly an hour later. TJ's mom ran off with a truck driver when he was 2 years old. Matt and Tyler, the elders are college friends and partners in a construction company. Today is their 18th birthday and the 2 of them have something special planned. While TJ is black and MJ white, they'd always considered themselves to be brothers and they never spent a day apart. Matt Sr came down to the kitchen, surprised to see that his son was already awake and had breakfast on the table. Both dressed only in boxers and wifebeaters, it was always casual attire at this hour. "Happy 18th Birthday, my young man! What are your plans for today?" He gave his son a chaste kiss on his forehead. MJ had grown into quite an attractive man, he'd inherited his late mother's bright red hair, but he was otherwise his father's son, 6' tall and toned with a hairy chest, a trim moustache and from what he could see, an ample package. "I think a proper kiss is in order!" MJ exclaimed, surprising his dad by pulling his face close and parting his lips. Though shocked, his dad responded and they kissed passionately for a minute. Pulling back, he said, "TJ and I have the same things planned. As a matter of fact, he and Uncle Ty are most likely doing just what we are right now. You see, we've known about you and Uncle Ty for quite some time. Don't worry, if we weren't fine with it, I wouldn't have kissed you like that, but I've wanted this for the longest time." Taken aback and yet relieved Matt Sr heaved a sigh. "How did you find out? How long have you known? How much do you know? Why did you wait until now to tell me this? Are you and TJ both fine with having gay dads?" "Since we never saw you dating any women, but you guys were out every night, we decided to get on our bikes and follow you, we were 14 at the time. Your red truck is hardly inconspicuous and when we saw it parked at B&S Tavern with the rainbow flag, it didn't take a genius to figure it out. I'd known for sure I'm gay since I was 10, but it wasn't until that night that I told TJ. He came out to me and we had our first kiss. I think we know every dirty detail and dirty isn't bad. If you remember, it was about that time I wanted to work for the CIA as an agent. Thanks to your generous allowance, I was able to buy tiny cameras which I put all over the house and we've seen everything! There was no need for us to buy porn when we had 2 hot studs enjoying each other and the occasional other men!" Next door, at the Evans house, the conversation went like this. "So you see, dad, MJ and I have known for quite some time and you have our approval as well as our blessings! Today, I'm officially a man and I want to be kissed like one!" He pulled his father's face to his and they kissed deeply. "Maybe it's wrong to speak ill of the woman who gave birth to you, but I'm glad you're nothing like her" Ty said. "From the day you were born, you were the image of me and as amazing as that is, I'm proud of the sweet, smart man you've grown into. If you don't mind me saying so, you and MJ are both sexy! Breakfast is gonna get cold. Let's eat!" Back at the Williams residence, MJ had just loaded the dishwasher when he got a text from TJ, 'Dishwasher loaded, do you want us there?' He replied, 'As soon as you can and don't bother getting dressed, just use the gate!' To be continued? Feedback appreciated.

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…

I recently started PrEP. Im not sure if this is a legit side effect, or because I started with the intent to take loads, but it’s made me a lot more hornier than usual, which is saying a lot. I had gotten off work a bit early, and had some time to kill so i decide to take a drive down the the wildlife area. A local trail where I live that is known to be cruisy. I had gone here before at odd times and had no luck, but this time i was able to be here at around 5:30 when everyone is getting off work. I take a stroll through the path that leads into the wooded area. It’s hot out so i make sure to leave my shirt behind. Just in some shorter shorts with my jockstrap peeking through. I get deep in the wooded area, and seem to be alone. I find two used condoms, had to have been pretty fresh as the tips were still full. I strip down to just my jock. shorts around my ankles, im bent over against the stump of the tree. I poor one condom in my mouth, and the other, full with more cum, in my hole. I finger as much of it as i can in my hole. I hear some noise behind me. I discover a man wearing a business suit. stroking his cock. I come over to him and immediately drop to my knees. He takes his hardening cock out and snacks me with it a few times. I take his member in my mouth and deep throat. He can’t hold back and is blowing in my throat. I swallow every drop. Soon after suit guy was gone. I see an older, probably 60-65 year old man, you can tell he loves his wife. But he’s the type to want nothing more than to nut in a nice boy hole, and go back to her. He his fat cock in hand. I go over and get to work on his dick. making sure to be extra sloppy. I slowly get up. “damn sure wish i had a condom” he says. “who needs one?” I ask while turning my backside towards him. he slowly pushes himself inside me. “where can i cum” he asks. “you want me to pull out?” he adds. I purposely don’t answer. “oh fuck, I just came inside you” he says shortly after. I knew he would nut in me. I find it hot when men don’t give me the choice. I mean i want the load clearly. But i love when it’s not discussed and a man just nuts in me. We drew a watcher. Who immediately takes his place in my hole. Another older guy. Beer belly, hairy. Nice long cock. He grabs my hips tight and starts ramming into my hole. “im gonna cum inside. “ her warns as he loads me full. I clean him off and he’s on his way. I will definitely visit this area again. I wish i could have taken a few more loads.

To be honest, no. I had been doing a lot of tanning beds at the time. I was dancing with my shirt off and a female nurse saw me on the dance floor, and told me I needed to go to my Infectious Disease Specialist Immediately. The fact I was so tan made it look like it was a result of a lot of anabolic steroids I was doing at the time, and to be honest they were prescribed by my doctor. When I was at my lowest, with KS and few T-cells, I looked and felt great.

I would let Logan Stevens pound me however he wanted.

Dirty and sweet in perfect proportion. Delightful!

Went to Flex in Atlanta Thursday night and got the sling room. Took 8 loads totally anon with blindfold on. 3 in the sling and 5 ass up face down on the bed.

This is very hoT, looking forward to more. And yes, I have had this happen - and as a Top/Vers it was a complete surprise... I was semi-forced into being a last minute substitute for the guy who was supposed to be getting gangbanged by 3 super hung African American mostly-str8 guys - the intended recipient had an emergency and had to leave and I was coerced into being the substitute - slams helped significantly - I tell the whole tale in my blog on here of my real pnp experiences -Another Real Experience How Big Are Those Cocks

Aww, thanks! That was back in my bottom days when I was playing safe. That would've been sometime during 89-95. Seven men in a couple of hours is nothing to some of the guys on this site and I 😍 them for that! Tried to schedule 5 bottoms in 5 days last week. Three of them flaked/ghosted cause I haven't heard boo from them since. Oh well. I always have lots of other things to do outside of sex! 🤯

Well what an amazing experience. He arrived on time, had a pee and got to business. It's so different not being able to see. He undid his buckle and his trousers fell to the floor. His hands caressed my arse cheeks and I then felt his cock rest against my hole. I gently caressed his balls to get his cock hard, to which he slowly entered my cunt. It was so nice to feel a cock in my hole again, tho to be honest it had only been 1 day since I was bred by the married Arab. Being on holiday just makes me horny and more of a slut than usual. He was moaning in pleasure and his accent sounded American. That's so hot, I don't often get bred by Americans. He built up the rhythm and then I felt the contractions of his cock unloading in my cunt. I thought that would be it, his cock would plop out and he'd be off, but no. His cock stayed hard and he started again. Building up, taking his time and obviously enjoying the ride. He blew twice in my cunt, not going soft and without his cock leaving my hole. That's a first for me. He dressed and left without me glimpsing what he looked like. I quickly got a Grindr message to say how hot that was for him , which I totally agreed with. He's keen for a repeat before I leave in 3 days, I said I'd try and organise some sloppy seconds for him, so I guess I'll be Grindr surfing the next 2 days.. Q

I had Kaposi's Sarcoma in 2001, and my doctor told me that he believed it had been eradicated in the US. They sent my specimen back to the lab three times just to get a confirmation. I had 52 T cells at the time and my doctor has since told me I have had the highest viral load of any living patient he has had in his career. I am still kicking today. For the record, I applied for SSD the end of May, 2001 and I had my first check on August 3, 2001. I also get a second check from the Civil Service Retirement Disability Program which I am extremely grateful for. From what I understand, my disability was approved in record time and most guys today have to wait 18 to 24 months to get a response on their case. Thankfully that was not my situation. I also had to give information to two reps from the CDC as to where I could have contracted the strain of virus I had. It had not been seen in the US at that time. In 2001 I didn't have a cell phone, or email, so I just picked up the house phone and called my fuck buddy who was a flight attendant from Brazil. He and I would play twice a month as our paths crossed for business in Fort Lauderdale. Though the reps from the CDC said he would not face any retaliation, they in fact stamped his passport so he could no longer travel into the US, and his employer had to reroute him to countries in Europe. So I was lied to, and as a government employee you can imagine how betrayed I felt. Fortunately my friend was able to continue with his career, flying only into Europe, but I never got to see him again. Oh, and if you want to have an entire party go quiet, just tell them at the age of 30 that you are on disability and no longer have your lofty government job. Talk about a way to kill a buzz, but I managed to get everyone to stop talking. That's my story. If you get a call from your infectious disease specialist and you suspect you have AIDS, and he tells you to come in on Friday afternoon at 4:30 pm, you know you have it. My doctor hates giving people bad news as he prefers to run out the door after giving them the diagnosis. Having HIV is one thing, having your world turned upside down by an AIDS diagnosis is another.

The 4 of them exited the pool. Matt took the lead, "I'll grab towels and sunscreen" And he did so, passing the towels among them. "I haven't dried you off since you were a baby and it was never like this! MJ, you have a beautiful cock!" "Not as beautiful as the cock that made me!" MJ exclaimed, lovingly drying his dad's cock. I love being uncut like Uncle Ty and you. Me and TJ were the only uncut guys in school. Cut cocks are so plain and boring." Hearing what MJ said, Ty chimed in, "No male in my family has ever been circumcised! They consider it mutilation and there are nerves in foreskin that enhances stimulation. Plus it gives us more to play with. I couldn't love Matt any less if he'd been cut, but I'm glad it never came to that. TJ, your cock looks like it's bigger than mine! and it feels wonderful!" "Dad, your cock feels wonderful too and it'll feel more wonderful when you fuck me and take my cherry tonight. Thank you for continuing the family tradition and not mutilating my cock!" "Piggy as I am, I'm still practical and that means using sunscreen." Matt advised. "Ty, TJ, being black doesn't exempt you the sun can damage your sexy ebony skin. I know I'm a pain in the ass but for purely selfish reasons I need you guys in my life! Young men, on your chairs, on your backs so your dads can apply it for you!" MJ and TJ took the 2 center lounge chairs, their dads standing beside them. Starting at his son's feet, Matt lovingly applied the sunscreen up his legs. Not surprisingly, MJ was hard and leaking when his dad's hands reached his crotch. "A good 9" and half coverage with a thick veiny foreskin. I'm impressed!" Looking up, MJ saw his dad's throbbing hardon. "Just a bit shorter than yours, not that I'm jealous! Believe me, it's taking every ounce of my willpower to not take it in my mouth, That first load of POZCUM is going deep in my ass!" "I have a wonderful son!" Matt said. "Ty, I think our sons need to hear this, don't you?" With a nod from Ty, he continued. "I hooked up with a sexy man, knowing he was viral, and willingly let him fuck me. Since we've never kept any secrets, I told Ty all about it and we made a pact that I'd knock him up as a symbol of our bond as soon as I came down with the fuckflu. It wasn't attractive, but the moment I came in Ty it was romantic!" "At that moment, I truly became Matt's other half and once I had the fuckflu, I gave the virus back to him." Ty said, proudly. "It's something to celebrate. Granted it'll be different but it'll create a bond like nothing else!" Genuinely curious, MJ asked, "Dad, tell us what the fuckflu is like so we can know what to expect." "There are guys who never got the fuckflu or it was so mild they didn't notice" Matt replied. "I saw it as a badge of honor. Between the night sweats, the fever, puking and the runs, I felt sick as a dog but proud of the power it would leave me with. Not to worry, we'll nurse you through it with some weak fucking!" "Honestly dad, Uncle Matt makes the 'gift' sound absolutely amazing and getting it from you, cumming from the cock that made me (pun intended) will be extra special" TJ confessed. "At the risk of prying, have the 2 of you knocked up others?" With total confidence, Ty said, "So far, it's been a symbol of love between Matt and myself. Tonight, it becomes a symbol of love for the 4 of us. Of course. to make sure it's successful there are steps we must take, but we'll guide you through it." "Fuck, it looks like we're in for a wild night and I'm glad you'll be there with me sharing it!" MJ said, his cock throbbing in anticipation. "Dad just when I thought I couldn't love you any stronger, this happens!" Filled with a twisted sense of pride, Matt said, "Our love will continue to grow stronger. If you'll allow, it's not just tonight that'll be wild, but our lives. That's how it's been with Ty and me and I only hope the 4 of us get to share in that!" "Count on it, dad!" MJ declared. "All this talk of gifts, fuckflus and wild lives has made me not just horny, but hungry! Let's wash the sunscreen off under the outdoor shower before we head back in." Rising from his chair, Matt announced, "Lunch sounds like a good idea! I'll go first and order some pizzas. Since you 2 are now of legal age, you can have beer." He purposely shook his ass as he walked to the shower. A few minutes later they were all inside. "These apps are so convenient, they have all my info stored and it'll be here in 15 minutes. Cashless including the tip. We can stay naked, I'll just grab a dirty pair of sweats from the laundry when it gets here." They sat there in silence, fondling each other until the doorbell rang. Pulling on a dirty pair of sweats, Matt went to the door and quickly returned carrying 2 boxes. "You should've seen the package on that delivery twink! 'If there's anything, ANYTHING I can do for you, call the shop and ask for Sam' If he's poz, I might consider." A drop of precum appeared on his foreskin when he removed his sweats. Ty opened the refrigerator and managed ton retrieve 8 cans of beer. We ate in silence and when sauce dripped on us, we licked it off. The 4 of them always wolfed down the pizza and the young men evenly matched their dads, chugging the beers and they finished in 20 minutes. With a loud belch, Matt announced, "You can't buy beer you can only rent it!" "Dad, can I drink your piss?" MJ asked. "After watching you and Uncle Ty. TJ nd I have been drinking from each other and not to toot our on horns, we're quite good at it, never spilling a drop!" Matt merely stood up and placed his cock in MJ's mouth and he drank like milk from a bottle. "Thirsty?" Ty asked, rising from his seat as TJ grabbed his cock and practically sucked out his piss. To be continued

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So…last night a former manager of mine texted me asking “What was up?”. I responded with, “Nada…just bored and drinking in the garage. You?”. He sent back, “Bored…wanna hang out?”. I said sure. He came over. He expressed displeasure in his marriage and daily general life. I may have hinted that I could help. He asked how I could possibly help. I let on that I may consider some fun in there…how can I help? Long story shorter, this guy ended up breeding me 4 separate times. All for fun. Those were my last 5 loads. Great guy.

Since there's always been an open door policy between the Evans and Williams houses, it was perfectly normal for TJ and his dad to enter unannounced through the patio sliders. "TJ, you can sit across from me and Uncle Ty, across from dad. Nod if we're all on the same page" There were nods all around. "Uncle Ty, Dad, any questions or comments?" Matt was the first to speak. "Ty, it seems the QUEER gene is strong in both of us and we've created 2 hunky studs. MJ, you said you saw Uncle Ty and me having sex on your hidden cams. Are they stills or videos and what exactly were we doing? Do you still have them?" "HD videos and the cams operate by motion detection. TJ and I have everything saved on our laptops and I mean EVERYTHING you 2 hot men and your various friends do. Thanks to you we never had to buy porn. You guys could make a fortune, specially because it's natural and not scripted. Beyond that, it's been a tutorial on how men please other men, in the most beautiful and dare I say nasty ways. I also like the way you refer to yourselves as QUEER instead of gay. Sounds so powerful." "That was your dad's doing." Ty said as Matt played footsie with his son under the table. "Powerful is right! Matt told me he felt gay sounded too polite and QUEER was like a slap in the face to outsiders but completely comfortable amongst our own. By fate, we were assigned a dorm room together and we both confessed to being bi, which at the time was true. He pulled me in for the most amazing kiss and we were instant boyfriends and buddies. We've loved each other ever since. I hope that's not too much for you young men." With a wicked grin, TJ said, "Not in the least. MJ and I have also been boyfriends and buddies since we came out to each other as QUEER, to use your word. You and Uncle Matt have been the most constant and wonderful men in our lives and we both love and respect you. Now that things are out in the open, you also need to know that we find the 2 of you totally sexy!" "Do you now?" Matt asked, reaching over to squeeze MJ's thigh. "Speaking for both Ty and myself, we've both secretly lusted after the 2 of you and now, here we are, free to act on those lustful desires. Are we free to do that? Tell us, is there anything you'd like to know about the things we've done? You're certainly old enough to have an open and honest discussion. TJ? MJ?" TJ was the first to speak. "Dad, you and Uncle Matt seem to do an awful lot of kissing. More than you do with other men. Is there a reason for that? I love kissing MJ, but we've never kissed anyone else, but I'm hoping Uncle Matt will change that for me." "Let me take that," Matt said. "as much as we enjoy other men, your dad and I love each other and our kisses have a level of intimacy beyond what we feel when kissing others. Of course, being family, that may apply to us. Plant one on me!" With that, Matt placed his mouth on TJ's and Ty did the same with MJ. After 5 minutes of swapping spit the 4 of them pulled back. "You're right about intimacy. I feel it when I kiss TJ, but it's there with you in a different but just as wonderful way!" MJ said. "Matt, your son has inherited your talented tongue!" Ty exclaimed, licking his lips. "Different from our kisses but just as powerfully intimate. I'm liking the way things seem to be progressing." Smiling broadly, MJ said, "Uncle Ty, I can see why my dad loves kissing you and it's one of the most exciting things to watch. You and TJ both kiss intimately, but in different ways." "Not that it's any of our business " Ty said, a bit nervous. "How far have the 2 of you gone?" "We've been suck buddies since we were 16." MJ said. "Before then, we jacked each other's dicks and ate each other's cum. After seeing you guys, we decided to wait until today to give you men our virgin asses. I have a confession to make, dad, I stole one of your dildos and TJ and I would use them on each other. So, will you and Uncle TJ take our cherries? More than anything we want our first cocks to fuck us to be the cocks that made us. How about it?" He asked, actually feeling himself blushing. Feeling a strong stirring in his crotch, Matt replied, "After everything you've seen, did you really think I'd refuse? Knowing and loving Uncle Ty as I do I can say for certain that he's just as agreeable. I'm guessing you have this all planned out. Won't you tell us?" "MJ thinks it best that we take things slow and I agree" TJ replied. "I'm thinking we have a swim until lunch. Then a nice long makeout session until dinner and finally the entire night." "In other words, a seduction!" Matt declared, clearly pleased at how wonderfully he and Ty had raised their sons. To be continued.

Update, stopped meds 3 years ago, so likely back to full blown AIDS. My attitude is, ' I have AIDS, but it doesn't have me.

Part 7 “Your future son, it starts here tonight. Now, STRIP!” I didn’t. I was paralyzed in place, my mind completely blanked out and my body frozen. That, however, did not please dad. I felt massive pain erupt from my balls as dad’s palms grabbed and squeezed my balls really hard, kneading and groping them. “I asked you to strip boy, you don’t disobey your father in his house.” This was so fucked up, yet why was I so turned on. I couldn’t focus due to the pain of his squeezing, but I didn’t ask him to stop. I have never been into pain or even aroused by it, but right now, it was doing something incredible for me. Because despite the pain, I was extremely aroused. Dad removed the pressure on my balls, but held my balls in the palm of his hands, kneading them lightly like it was a 8-ball. With his other hand, he pulled up my t-shirt and took it off. My senses returned to me and the absurdity of the situation hit me like a truck. I pulled back from dad, hoping to bring a stop to this from going any further. But dad was prepared. Before I could do anything else, he pushed a piece of clothing in my face, right against my nose and held it tight. I tried to fight it, but dad had wrapped his free arm around my back, holding me in place. I had youth on my side, allowing me to wiggle out of his grip before I felt something, hairy and massive against my back. “Breathe in son, it’ll feel a lot better soon,” Chief’s voice echoed in my ear, as he sandwiched me from the back against my dad. My struggle to set myself free started tiring me out, making me take a few deep whiffs of the cloth against my nose. The more I smelt it, the relaxed I felt. “That’s it son, just relax now. We’ll take care of you,” dad responded, his other hand now stroking my dick through my shorts. Whatever I was breathing in was making me more and more relaxed, making me moan as dad’s expert teasing and stroking started working up my libido. I don’t know how long the cloth was held against my face but when it was taken off, I could barely stand. I felt dizzy but very horny, to the point where I felt myself being moved deeper into the room but I felt no control over my actions. A sudden push landed me with a thud on something soft, like a bed. I was moved to an upward position, lying on my back, and completely zoned out. I felt a weight on my chest. Upon looking up, I saw Sam sitting on my chest, his huge cock and balls above my face. He maneuvered himself, until his balls and taint were above my mouth, before lowering them down to my lips. “Suck.” I opened my mouth and his balls struggled to pop in due to their combined size. I pulled one ball in my mouth, licking and playing with it with my tongue. The popper kept coming, with the cloth being pushed against my nose every few minutes, taking me deeper and deeper. At one point, I felt my legs being pushed up, my ass exposed to the warm basement draft. Without breaking a sweat, Sam kept me in place by stroking his dick above my face, while I licked, sucked and played with his testicles. A cold sensation spread across my asshole for a moment before I felt something thin and bony pushing in. It was sharp and made me sober up a little. Sensing that, Sam pushed the popper dosed rag back on my nose, holding it in place until my head dropped back, a stupid smile on my face. Whoever was fingering my ass, felt my hole relaxed and upped the antics, finger-fucking me hard and deep. Sam dislodged his balls from my mouth at the same time as the finger was yanked out of my ass. I felt so deprived and vulnerable, uneasy by the sudden cool air around me and craving the touch of a man. But that vulnerability was short lived, as my legs were pushed back again and I felt a weight move between them. I looked up to see my dad between my legs, holding my legs up by the ankles. His thick, dad bod on full display, a bio hazard tattoo surrounding his belly button, visible through the ample hair on his frontal. I had no time to react before I felt dad pushing his cock in, slowly but unrelenting. Without missing a beat, dad kept pushing and forcing my ass to open for his cock, until he was all the way in. The pain was immense. I hadn’t been fucked in a while and certainly never by a cock so big. The Sloan clan is blessed with well-endowed dicks and at 7 and a half inches, I know I am the “dwarf” of the family. Dad’s dick was stretching my hole out, carving a tunnel for the onslaught he was about to rain on it. “Fuck son, your cunt is so warm,” dad said, almost a whisper. He leaned over, until our bodies felt glued by sweat, lust and an intense passion, thrusting his big thick poz cock into my ass. I had no control over him, relinquishing my control and letting daddy command me as he pleased. In the moment, I was just a boy, being shown the way of the world by my dad, as I marveled on. His thrusts were getting stronger, deeper, exploring the deepest crevice’s of my body, as I groaned and moaned. The lack of lube was starting to show, as I felt scraping in my hole. It made me squirm and I asked Sam for lube. “Here’s some lube for ya, bud”, Sam said as he pushed the rag into my mouth again. I tried to spit it out, but he covered my mouth with his palms, while dad kept fucking me. “Getting close boy, dad’s gonna shoot son” Dad grunted between thrusts, “Gnooo…ughhh….mmmpphh…..” I hoarse out through the rag, the sudden realization that my dad was about to drop HIV cum into me. I had no say in the matter, and nothing I could do. Dad grunted one last time as I felt his dick throb and twitch inside my butt. About a minute later, when he pulled out, a dollop of cum rolled out of my ass and dripped down my balls. “I see blood, Bax” Chief commented, as he pulled my father in for a kiss. “He’s dripping blood.” I felt Chief’s finger on my bruised ass lips as he scraped some cum and put it up for me to see. I saw white thick cum, with a slight orange tinge and small tissue like flecks of blood on it. My ass was full of hot toxic cum, my father’s toxic cum. My fate was sealed in the company of these 3 poz men. And I realized, I would not have it any other way.

You asked this, so I’m going to answer. The first indication I had that I was infected with HIV was a line of six doctors standing by my hospital bed. They had just come in and woke me up where I was recovering from having nearly died from fungal meningitis and related stroke two days earlier. ”You have AIDS,” they said. Boom. Just like that. No easing into it, no hand-holding, no sugar-coating. ”Are you telling me I have HIV?” I asked. ”No, AIDS,” one of them said. I don’t remember any of the conversation after that. I had tested and tested - all negative. False negatives, as it turned out. What I had to learn and learn fast is that the doomsday scenario of wasting away and dying a hideous death is now something I can prevent, but it means changing the way I think and live. It means ART meds for the rest if my life (or until there’s a cure), without fail, because if I slack off, the virus will evolve so the meds will do no good. Let’s get one thing crystal clear - the HIV virus is The Enemy. It will kill you if it can. It is constantly upping its game, its hides where we cannot find it, it turns our own defenses against us, and so far, we cannot stop it. We can only slow it down. There are guys here - way too many guys - who have the mistaken idea that getting HIV means you can now fuck bare without worry. Wrong-o. Getting HIV doesn’t mean you’re free - you can still get infected with a different/worse/treatment-resistant strain you didn’t have to start with and be ten times worse off. Plus, getting pozzed (let alone living with AIDS) puts you at far greater risk of getting other diseases that wouldn’t kill a neg guy, but they might kill you. And I guaran-damn-tee you that when you’re lying in a hospital bed with pneumonia or meningitis, you won’t be on the fence about whether you want to have AIDS. I’ve made this point elsewhere in this part of the forum, but I’ll do it again here: This is the HIV Health area, not the chaser/gifter area, so this may be the only place on this entire bareback fucking site where it’s appropriate to say that romanticization or sexualization of disease is inappropriate. Get it straight: No man who is compos mentis chooses a debilitating lifelong illness. No man with any goddamn sense looks at wasting, weakness, incontinence and death and says, “Yeah, I’m down for that!” And no man who has ever watched a loved one, a partner, or a brother-in-spirit decay and die before his helpless eyes as the Enemy Virus did its work would ever suggest that it was sexy. I don’t judge men for having chaser or gifter fantasies, because I frankly don’t get where they’re coming from. I’m living their fucking fantasy, and it sucks ass in the worst possible way. Whatever. But anyone who actually intentionally infects another person? Anyone who chooses not to accept treatment but instead allows The Enemy to use his body as an incubator and then goes out a-fucking bare? Those men are making conscious choices to give aid and comfort to the enemy, and they are wrong. I have AIDS. I publicly announce my status before I put my ass in service, every time. I don’t play unless undetectable (yes, last check yesterday in fact) and I do not miss my meds. I am grateful to every single Top who does me the honor of breeding me, and it is my duty to ensure that I never put any of them at risk. Remember that there was once a time when there was no such thing as HIV, or AIDS, when bareback sex wasn’t potentially deadly, when men took for granted what we now debate and fantasize about. The fact that we can do it at all now is only because science has given us a measure of control over the Enemy. Our ability to continue fucking in the way that we choose in the future means we can’t begin to glorify the disease to the point that we give it a stronger foothold - or any more of our lives. It’s had enough already.

My name is Justin. I am 5’10 155 have a six pack and bubble butt and a nice 8” dick, I am straight and have a girlfriend, but I have always been fascinated with giving oral and have watch lots of videos of gay guys giving oral to a straight guy. My girl got me started since she brought a bi film that started two college guy and one chick. I started watching my straight guys getting head from gay guys online and it would make me blow a huge load. One of the scenes was shot in a bathroom though a glory hole. I had never though much when I used a public rest room but after watching the video, I would check out the room and see if they had glory holes in the walls but the bathrooms I visited did not. That was until I cut through the park and checked out that bathroom, Bingo there was a glory hole between the stalls. I got in the stall and sat on the toilet waited and about three minutes later I heard footsteps and then the stall next me the door opened. My heart was racing as I heard the door lock and then the guy sat down and tapped his foot. I did not know what I was supposed to do at this point, so I tapped mine and he moved his foot closer and tapped again and I did the same. Then the guy stood up and slide his big dick through the glory hole, it had to be 9 inches and uncut. I had not come to suck dick, but this big dick was beautiful, so I grabbed it and jacked it a little and watched the foreskin got over his big fat head and the cum starting on his piss slit. The guy gruffly said suck my dick fag. I was no fag, but I followed his instruction and put my mouth on tongue on his beautiful dick and sucked as much as I could but after a few minutes he pulled out and then slipped a brown bottom through and told me to inhale. I uncapped it and took several inhales and then capped it and slide it back trough and his dick slide back through. Now I suddenly was a great or a better cock sucked and took his dick down my throat and gagged on it and sucked and jacked him and after ten minutes he hit the wall and I did not know what that meant but I soon found out it meant he was going to cum and he shot rope after rope in my throat and then slowly pulled out and when his head was almost all the way through he told me to clean up his foreskin and I slide my tongue inside and cleaned his dick head clean of the cum and he pulled out and zipped up and said fag, be here tomorrow at the same time. I sat there wondering how that fucking happened, I had come to get my dick sucked by a fag but here I was impersonating one myself. My dick was still rock hard, and I really needed to get off and I started to jack off and I heard the door to the stall. The same tap of the foot but this time the guy put his fingers to the hole, and I instinctively knew that he wanted me to slip my 8” though the glory hole. I did and he swallowed me and sucked my rock-hard dick and five minutes later I shot my load in his mouth and he swallowed it and sucked my dick trying to get more. I pulled out and zipped up and left without saying a word. It was hot and I knew I wanted to do it again. I had no intention on going back there tomorrow when I headed home to my girl, and I had convinced myself that I would never suck a dude off again but, in my dreams, I was giving two big, dicked guy’s head and I woke up in the morning with dick on my mind. I tried to fight it, but I wound up back at the park ten minutes before the time I was yesterday sitting in the stall waiting for that hot guy to come in. I hard footsteps and then the door latch and the guy pulled down his shorts and dangled his dick at the hole. It was not the same guy and I really wanted him to leave but felt like I had to suck his dick and blow him so the stall would be free for the hot guy. I tapped the hole like the other guy’s dick, and he slide his now hard dick through the hole. It was not huge 7 inches, but fat and I licked and sucked on his dick for five minutes and then the guy shot his load in my mouth, and he quickly pulled out of the hole and pulled up his shorts and left. The door opened and another guy came in. This seemed like my guy, he said fag it looks like you have already swallowed at least one load today. You better suck my dick better then last time you dirty little fag. I cleared my throat and said I will do better, and I am ready. He unzipped and his dick half hard was slipped through the hole, and I began to suck him, and I could tell he liked it, he was moaning. He pulled out just like last time and slipped the poppers through and I hit them and handed them back and he slide his big dick back through and I sucked and licked and made love to his dick until he shot his load in my throat again. He made me clean him again and then he said, good fag. I sent the first guy in here that you sucked and there are two more guys needing head. You will service them and be a good cock sucking fag and be here on Thursday at the same time. Do you understand Fag? I said, yes, I understand. He then zipped up and a 20 second later the door opened and in walked a guy and he unzipped and unbuckled and slide his dick through. The guy had a fat 7 or 7 ½ in dick that he slides through. I sucked his dick and he shot quick. It only took four minutes for him to shoot a huge load on my tongue. The guy had said nothing up to this point, but he pulled his dick out and said swallow my fucking load. I did and he left and 30 seconds later another guy came in and as I peeked through the hole, he was tall and skinny and once he hung his skateboard on the stall wall, I knew he was a young guy. He fished out his big dick and slide it through the hole and the kid had a to have 10” as I sucked him hard it was a hot cut dick average thickness. I sucked him for awhile and then he told me it was his turn. I stood up and stuck my dick through the hole and he just jacked it and then told me to turn around. I was confused and then he said fucking turn around and show me your ass. I pulled out and turned around and showed him my ass and he reached through and said spread your checks and I did, and he spit on his finger and rubbed my hole with his index finger and then pulled me to the hole grabbing my right check. Once there he started licking my ass hole and I could not believe how amazing his tongue felt and then after a few minutes he slide his finger inside me, and bolts of excitement went through my body as he fingered me and then he slides in another. My dick was rock hard and moments later he slides his dick slowly into me as he said don’t fucking move. I knew I should not be letting him do this to me, but I was paralyzed in the pleasure and pain. He fucked me for ten minutes and then I heard hem moan and grunt and knew he was Cumming inside me. He left his dick in me and slowly pulled out and told me to turn around and clean him up. I sucked on his dick and cleaned the cum and ass off his dick and he told me what a good fag I was, and he would breed me soon. What the fuck I though, this should never happen again as I sat waiting for a cock sucker to swallow my load and it was not long before a young dude wondered in, and I was soon shoot my load down his throat. I shook my head as I looked in the mirror and wondered what I had become. I had swallowed three loads, sucked four dick and taken a load in my ass. I am not this guy. I knew I had to days to get right, and I promised myself I would.

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!”

Any chance I could get a list or some suggestions for actual sex clubs in the US? NOT bath houses. But actual sex clubs, bath houses really don’t do it for me anymore, I want to find sex clubs where I can be fucked without having to do so much cruising before hand.

Thanks man! I’m very pleased that I was able to evoke those memories for you. My own experiences and the stories from my friends and family have made it clear after all these years that there is a complex dynamic that happens between men who allow themselves to love other men and that their relationships take different forms. Often that love is platonic and bittersweet, and sometimes it entertains a sexual aspect if only for experimentation. The story of the Bravo Brotherhood will continue with many surprises.

A fucking hot chapter for sure

I’d better check your hole to make sure it’s alright.

This is why I give thanks daily that I am a top. I am having a great weekend...

I've noticed a trend where guys insist on fucking standing up, and won't move even 6 inches from where the fuck was initiated. If you do decide to move even just enough that the bottom has something to lean up against or hang onto, move enough not to block traffic, or in a park move somewhere with decent cover to avoid potential arrest the fuck is over. If you happen to hookup with one of these kind of guys don't even suggest moving somewhere more comfortable like a bed, sling, fuck horse, or etc. they aren't going to do it. I have tried, and it is equally true of tops and bottoms. I would not have expected that it would be a problem in a piggy city like Chicago or among the kind pigs that would travel to IML.

All I can say so far is… Insanity. I am on the Red Line coming back from Steamworks (more on that in a moment) a bit after 11:00pm on Thursday, and at this writing there are 32 Quick Connect ads on BBRTS. Thirty-two. I took five loads lsst night - none of them from IML attendees. I had to go down and escort three of them up to the room. Steamworks, for my first visit, was a disappointment. I left an hour early before my time expired. By my count, I was penetrated (if you can call three of the limp noodle stuffings penetrations) 12 times. Only three of them were legitimate fuckings. I only brought three Tops to climax, and one of those was solely with the handjob he requested. I got room 117, which lay immediately adjacent to a fuck bench alcove, but right outside my door was also a long bench that was used by the roomless to congregate. On at least three occasions I was ass-up on my bed only to discover two guys fucking right full in front of my doorway. The last time, so many guys had congregated there that I literally could not get out my door. I had to raise my voice and ask them to please clear space so I could exit. They did this grudgingly. Utter rudeness. I did avail myself of the fuck bench, which accounted for most of my action; the sling, nada, the steam room, not so much as a grope. And the mirrors - dear God, the place is like a House of Mirrors at a circus. I nearly collided with a wall a half dozen times. All in all, it seems like a place best visited with friends, and not really suited to the isolated individual. Frankly, I like The Works Indianapolis better even if it is - and perhaps because it is - a smaller facility.

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I am a lover of Saunas. Get it all. Great sweat. Men are clean physically showered and sweaty. Hot. Then just beautiful cock to be enjoyed always leave with a couple loads. Then in the last 5 minutes I empty. Amazing great places. Also good for a touch of watching other faggots getting loaded.

I hit the jackpot today after a long drought. There's a cruisy trail in my city that runs along our skanky "river" and runs past a lot of heavy industrial areas. There are always signs that the area is frequented by those experiencing homelessness. The best place to cruise is under a bridge between the river and the greenway. Load #1: Tall skinny man probably in his late 60s-early 70s. Seemed pretty frail, but he made it to the spot ok. He pulls out a nice 6.5" cut cock and I begin to blow him. One surprising find was that he was smooth as a dolphin in his crotch. Like there never was any hair down there. He just didn't seem like the type that would be so smooth. Nice bitter tasting load in my mouth. Load #2: Big burly bear of a guy and I sucked him off in his Jeep. Rock hard 7" uncut cock that gave me a nice mouthFULL of cum. Load #3: I was hanging out under the bridge for a few minutes and this guy with a BMX bike was also hanging around. He seemed kind of skittish as we circled each other, stealing glances. I wasn't even sure he was cruising until I caught his eye and grabbed my crotch. Well, that was all he needed. He immediately back against the bridge support, pulled his pants down to his knees and started stroking. You better believe I made a beeline straight to him and fell to my knees. I was finally able to get a good look at him and loved what I saw. Dirty jeans, scraggly hair, a few teeth were missing, and a wild untamed bush from which a rock hard 8" uncut cock was making its presence known. I started sniffing him and decided he hadn't bathed for at least that day, and as I tasted the head of his cock, the aromas, tastes, and textures inside his heavy foreskin were intoxicating. I slurped that cock all the way to the back of my throat and he reached down and started stroking my ass and hole while he called me a slut. After a few minutes he turned me around against the wall and shuffled up behind me to slide his spit-slicked bare cock up my lubed hole. He only fucked for about 5 minutes before shuddering, cursing, and blowing a massive load up my hole. I barely had the chance to take a whiff of poppers. He stayed in me while his cock softened, still cursing a blue streak. Then he pulled his pants up, grabbed his bike, and walked away with me still ass out against the wall with my shorts down to my ankles. Load #4 & 5: I hadn't even pulled my pants up when this big, bald, older guy walks up with his 8" banana curved up cock in his hand. Apparently he'd been watch from around the corner. Wow he was rough looking. Bad tattoos all over, unwashed, wearing some kind of dirty work uniform, and that cock was hard as steel. He grabbed the back of my head and forced my mouth down on his dick. I slobbered that rod like it was my last meal. He spun me around and started fingering my cummy hole. He said (more than asked) "That homeless dude bred you didn't he?" I said "Yes sir". "I want some too". He stuffed that whole hog all the way in with one thrust and I yelped like a puppy. He was sawing in and out of me when a short Latino guy stepped up and shoved his uncut cock in my mouth. So there i was, someone that some people would consider bougie upper-middle class, under a bridge in a sketchy part of town, getting spit roasted by rough trade. Both men came at about the same time, one in my mouth and the other deeeeeeeep inside my hole. They both just zipped up and walked away like nothing happened while I shouted "Thank you" to them both with my shorts still around my ankles. They never even looked back.

Great verbal on this one.

I now live in Florida and when I do visit Philadelphia I stay with my best friend in South Philadelphia. I can tell you the last time I was there I had great luck online, I used BBRT and dare I say Manhunt. Post that you are from out of town and every guy that has a partner will come calling. They love it (or at least they did with me) when they know you are there for five days and four nights. I think I averaged about three guys a day. My buddy was practically my doorman, he said most of the guys he would see hook up with me were in the bars and never gave him a chance because they all had partners. See, leaving down in a few days does have it's advantages. Have fun!

Chapter 4. Ever since sharing my wife, Sarah, with a few guys, she’s been more and more into small groups, bringing the idea up from time to time. I must admit it was super sexy sharing her with two guys. It was a real turn on for us both. Sharing your wife with other men is enough to get us going, but sharing her with strangers bareback while in her fertile time is much more risky, and therefore an even bigger turn on. I started sharing my wife in threeways with me involved. The first couple of times, it was me and one other guy. We then got into a situation with two guys who had each fucked her safely coming back together to both fuck her bareback and cum inside her. Each time she’d take a load, it was more and more risky with her natural monthly cycle. Afterwards, each time I’d shared her, I’d lap at her pussy, egging her on with my tongue to tell me her deepest desires. She told me she loved that we’d let two men cum inside her already and adding more spice would push our limits. Lapping at her always-creamy pussy, I asked if she wanted me to be one of the guys breeding her in a big group, and she told me that no, she’d rather I managed the whole thing, that way she wouldn’t have to worry too much about the guys we’d be inviting. She suggested me not cumming in her at all; in case she did get knocked up at this ‘breeding party,’ she’d know it wasn’t mine and we could make a more informed decision about next steps… It seemed crazy to be planning an orgy, starring my wife, while managing to remain more or less responsible. We were talking about inviting five or six guys over to share her with, the idea that it would be when she was ovulating. She was clearly excited. We weren’t looking at getting her pregnant, but at taking that big risk. I asked her if she wanted me to arrange anything special for her first big group and saw her ‘guilty look’ that I’ve come to know so well. Sarah had the same look on her face when she told me about two men fucking her while I was passed out in a motel back when we were dating. In other words, she’d already taken on a big group, I just hadn’t known about it. I asked Sarah for the details, and she told me about a college spring break trip she made with her good pal Kate while I was stuck on campus finishing a big project. That was her first time taking loads from multiple men but I didn’t know until years later. It happened while we were dating, just as I was seriously thinking of asking her to marry me as we approached the end of our senior year. Sarah, Kate, and I were about to graduate and they treated themselves to a senior spring break vacation together, knowing that I’d be stuck on campus. Kate suggested that she and Sarah should go a little clothing optional resort in Florida together. I asked Sarah if that was a good idea, and she told me that with her best friend Kate there, she’d be just fine. Kate was our most promiscuous friend and had a reputation for having a good time. Sarah somehow convinced me that Kate would take all the guys’ attention, so she’d be safe. Sarah told me that she was looking forward to being naked so she could perk up her self-esteem about her body. How could I argue with that? So, away they flew. During the trip, I didn’t hear much from Sarah, only a few texts from Kate with photos of Sarah really enjoying herself. In some of the photos, Sarah was topless. So was Kate. They both had beautiful tits. They had mingled by the pool and met some frat guys and got rather chummy with them, but I didn’t feel threatened. A day or so later, there was a dimly lit pic of Sarah sitting topless in a hot tub, grinning from ear to ear sandwiched between to college studs. An hour later, Kate sent me a pic of Sarah standing up and totally naked. What was more, there were frat guys now naked in the background, some of whom were happy to dance around poolside. Kate sent me some pics of them partying, all naked, and then one of Sarah asleep on a sweaty bed. Sarah texted me as they left the resort and headed to the airport to fly home. Sarah told me that they’d had a blast and she was so excited to see me! Even with my deadline pressing, I paused work so I could go pick them up from the airport. I remembered Sarah coming home from this trip and being super horny. When we’d started dating, we had decided to save ourselves for marriage, going all the way was off-limits. We’d been doing hand stuff with each other, but no sex yet. I knew she was conservative and not on birth control. Normally, Sarah would jerk me off or I’d finger her while we made out. I picked Sarah and Kate up at the airport and as soon as we’d dropped Kate off, Sarah was all over me. She begged me to go down on her, and before even showering that was my first time eating her creamy pussy. Right there in the hallway of her apartment, surrounded by suitcases, I went down on her. She hiked up her skirt to reveal no panties, and a very creamy pussy. I dove right in and though Sarah tasted delicious; such rich creamy juices poured out of her. I’d only fingered her up until now, but this time she was much more wet and slippery. It turned me on to think that my tongue was doing such a great job that I made her drip. My face was soaked with her juices and stayed that way until she’d blown me for the first time. She kept my cum in her mouth. When we kissed, I thought it was wild how much her cummy kisses tasted like her pussy. In that moment, I wondered what a cummy pussy must taste like. Sarah noted that I was still super hard. I asked her if we’d be safe letting my cum near her pussy sometime. That was playing with fire, I knew, but just thinking about it made me want to go for another round. She crouched on the floor playing with her wet cunt as she sucked my dick for the second time ever. I asked her if I could cum on her pussy. That thought was enough to make Sarah cum on her fingers and she collapsed backwards. I climbed on top of her and jerked my cock for no more than ten seconds before I shot my load all over her furry mound and meaty lips. Sarah still quivered from her orgasm as I lowered my face to her crotch. I lapped up my own cum and filled my mouth with it. We kissed and passed my load back and forth. I later learned this was called ‘snowballing.’ After catching our breath, I asked her how Florida had been. She told me it was a real blast and hoped we could go there together someday. After that hot night in the hallway, I knew I wanted that kind of risky fun to go on forever with Sarah. Later that week, I went out and bought the nicest engagement ring my work study would provide. Nearly daily, Sarah would come home and ask me to eat her out. Sometimes, Sarah’s pussy would be red and puffy like she’d been running. Sometimes I’d eat her out, and she’d feel looser, like she was really relaxed. Sometimes she’d ooze pussy juice, and sometimes it would be more like a trickle. She always tasted amazing, and she’d usually beg me to cum on her pussy. I’d always lap it up and we’d kiss it back and forth. After such a session, a few weeks before graduation, I climbed out of the sweaty sheets, my face slick with my cum mingled with her creamy juices and popped the question. She eagerly agreed. Sarah suggested a new position to celebrate, and she had me lay down on my back. She straddled my face with her pussy just over my mouth. She fingered her opening as I lapped at her. A torrent of fresh ooze dribbled down and plopped into my hungry mouth. I came without touching myself. Sarah and I kissed and she whispered in my ear, ‘I hope we can go on like this forever…’ Turns out we did, in more ways now than I knew then. Anyway, fast forward a few years, and her I am organizing five or six guys to come over and breed my wife’s unprotected cunt at an unsafe time in her cycle. I asked Sarah what really happened at the resort down in Florida. She told me the sordid details as I ate her creamy pussy, enjoying her shared pussy. To be continued…

Part 6 We got dropped off at the sleazy, run down motel by the expressway. "Hope she's fun!" the driver said, knowing that anyone that went to this motel only came for sex. Two or more guys going to tag team a slut there was pretty common and the taxi driver knew it. "Once inside, give me the layout of the room. Chair on left, bed on left in eight feet, dresser on right 10 feet. Stuff like that" he said as we walked up to room 107 and knocked. The door opened and a guy was standing there in just a pair of white boxers. He was skinny. Even skinnier than Owen. Ribs showing skinny. While he might have been two inches taller than Owen (three with the thick, dark, curly hair) he was probably the same weight and maybe less. He had a couple poorly done tattoos on his arms and a large, nicer one across his chest saying "No Fear" in Gothic script. It seemed appropriate since he didn't appear to be nervous at all. Excited or eager, but not nervous. I whispered to Owen the room layout and he moved over to the edge of the bed. "You really toxic?" the bottom asked almost as soon as the door shut. "Yeah, converted a week and a half ago so I should have a high viral load" Owen said and I nodded. The chaser grinned and I think his boxers tented before he then said "Shit... you really are blind. That's fuckin' twisted." "Why? I'm not different than any other gay guy other than I can't see. Now, do you want get bred or not?" Owen said. After a quick discussion I had the bottom's phone in my hand to record the event. Owen pushed his sweats down and stepped out of them while the bottom pulled his boxers off and climbed on the bed. Owen looked a lot more comfortable than I expected and after some spit and his fingers roughly prepped the bottom, Owen shoved his stiff shaft in. The cry from the bottom didn't deter him and he plowed the hole like an experienced top. A few screams came out of the bottom when Owen fucked even harder. My dick was hard the whole time, snaking down my shorts with a constant drip running down my leg. Owen looked like he was having fun and even made the skinny guy beg for the first charged load. Owen fucked the chaser doggy style most of the time, standing on the floor with the bottom's ass over the edge to start and ending with the bottom flat on the bed, drilling him hard and making the skinny guy whimper. He pumped two loads into the chaser in the hour plus that we were there and both looked exhausted. "Sorry, I can't do a third time... My ass is on fire" the bottom said painfully. The video and pictures told how much damage Owen had done and the pink jizz oozing out of the bottom's hole confirmed it. While we waited outside for the taxi to show up, Owen asked "Do you think that did it or am I going to have to do him ten times like you did to me?" I laughed before saying "No way to tell. I probably could have stopped after the first couple times, but I like fucking you too much" and grabbing his ass. A few moments later I told him "You really trashed his hole though, so this might do it. I doubt he'll be taking any dick for a few days." "He said he wanted it rough. Some of the stories I read said to dig my fingernails in to make him bleed so the virus can get inside him easier" he explained. "It'll take a couple weeks before he'll know. But now you know what it feels like" I said. A few seconds later he said "I'm glad you didn't stop. I like when you fuck me and you never hesitate to cum inside me like a lot of guys. I never thought I'd find a guy that was willing to infect me, though. Maybe I'd get one of the regular STDs sometime, but I expected that getting pozzed would stay a fantasy. Thanks." Just as the car pulled up, Owen said "I think I prefer to just keep fucking a guy like you did with me. Moans are far sexier than cries of pain." We went back to his dorm and since my balls were still full, I was on top of him a couple seconds after the door was latched. I was too horny for any foreplay so as soon as I could get his sweatpants down I had three gobs of spit on his hole and a leaking dick trying to force it's way in. "Oh fuck yeah... shove that poz dick into me" Owen growled out while my shaft sank into his ass. I paused a moment once I was over half way in and tugged my tee shirt off, tossing it by my shorts that were near the door. A quick pull and his was off too before I bent over and resumed forcing my cock further into his hole. My chest was laying on his back with my dick fully planted inside him. "You really got into breeding that neg guy, didn't you? Did it feel good trying to knock him up?" I asked. I didn't really give him time to answer before my hips were thrusting in. When I fucked him before, I always started slow and worked up to a hard fuck since that's what he said he liked when we first met. This was like I usually fucked with other guys when I was really horny. "Yeah... It felt fucking great... Going to own his ass forever... Just like you own mine... Ugh... Harder!" he grunted out between each shove I gave him. My hands were on top of his, holding him down and keeping him in position. He began to push his ass up and milk my cock until my cock began to throb. The throbs turned into strong pulses with spurts of cum flooding his ass once again. We both moaned loudly and I laid on top of him until my cock softened. I rolled off and laid next to him, watching him roll on to his back. "That was the hottest fuck yet. I loved how you just fucked me without being gentle in the beginning. It's how I imagine most cum dumps get used. I have a way to go though" Owen said. "Good to know" I said, grinning. A few moments later I added "I don't know if you're interested, but... I'm going to a sex party this weekend if you want to go with me. It's a no-loads-refused party and you can show off that greedy little ass of yours. Maybe even breed a guy or two" I said. His cock twitched a few times and he nodded his head 'yes'. We got there early and stripped at the door like host told us to. We put our clothes in a bag and wandered in, grabbing a drink and finding a spot to peruse the other guests. The crowd slowly got bigger and I was describing the guys to Owen as we sipped on our drinks. It was a mix of guys with a handful of college guys like us and the rest were mid-twenties to fifties. "I think I'm just going to bottom tonight. Hopefully I can get more poz cum inside me" Owen whispered to me. Once the crowd got settled and the alcohol had killed most of everyone's inhibitions, I knew the real fun was about to start. "I think it's time to stake out a bed" I told him and we wandered down the hall to the bedrooms. The first room already had a bottom hogging the middle of the bed, but the second room was empty. He took the head of the bed and I took the foot, our bare asses facing the door. It only took a few minutes and I heard "Oh fuck yeah... two holes, no waiting." That was the start of a continuous line of horny guys using us. After the fourth load, I got up to find my own hole to breed. I told Owen that I would be back to check on him later and the tall 30-something bear fucking him said "Don't hurry. I got a few buds that need to tap this sweet ass. We'll have him knocked up by morning." The comment made me smile and I wandered out of the room knowing that Owen was going to get his wish. I wandered around, leaving a trail of cum wherever I walked and fucked a few guys, one other college guy and one that looked to be a tall guy in his mid-thirties. Both got their first, albeit small, poz loads of the night. One totally shaved twink was bent over the couch in the living room taking dick. I walked up and when the current top pulled out I took his place. Immediately, I had this huge hand on my shoulder. "Careful there, boy. That cunt is full of some nasty seed. We're gonna get him pregnant tonight. I doubt those four loads have done their job yet" a deep gravelly voice said. I smiled and shoved my stiff cock into the sloppy hole. As I fucked I noticed the marks on the back of the twink. Two neg and eight poz hash marks kept track of what was inside and in a puddle below the twink's ass. I drilled him for several minutes and noticed a few guys were waiting their turn. My grunt preceded a big load getting pumped in. I added my mark to make it nine, getting a huge grin from the big guy that warned me earlier. "No meds" I whispered to him as I made room for the next guy. He had a six inch biohazard tattoo on his upper back and I wondered whether it was better to show my status like that or not. After another tour of the apartment, I made it back to the bedroom and found Owen fucking a thin, gray haired, middle aged otter. A minute later he unloaded to the encouragement of the tall bear that had fucked him earlier. "Yeah, shoot your last neg load into Harry!" I smiled, wondering if Harry cared that the "neg" load he got was anything but bug free. "Good job" I told Owen as I wrapped my arm around his shoulder, guiding him back toward the door. It was just past 2AM and we had been there for almost five hours. "Thanks! Hope you enjoyed it as much as we did" the bear told us and the bear's friends all agreed. As we pulled our clothes on I noticed the tally marks on Owen's back. "Hmm, four, two and seven. I think that means you can truly call yourself a cum dump now" I told him. He was confused and I explained "four neg loads, two unknown, and seven poz loads got fucked into your hole tonight." I crashed in his room that night and both of us slept soundly. It was a little strange sharing a twin bed with him, but we were spooned the whole night with my arm around him, holding him close. In the morning I was going to help him wash the marker off his back. We shared a shower, getting a chuckle from the other guy that was drying off nearby. "No... leave it there. I want people to see it" he said when I told him I was going to wash the marks off his back. "I always dreamed of doing something like that. Thanks for inviting me" he told me before he added "Now lean against the wall, I want to give you my last neg load" with a sinister laugh. After the shower, he wanted me to get a picture of his back with the tally marks. When we started to dress, he asked me to pick out a tank top that would let people see what a slut he'd been the night before and I found a stringer tank that exposed most of his shoulders. "You might want to get something more permanent" I said and told him about the guy at the party with the biohazard tattoo on his back. He didn't reply, but I could tell he was thinking about it. I wondered how many people would understand the visible marks on his back as he walked around the rest of the day or two. I would have hung around, but I had a hookup with a hung poz guy that afternoon. Owen's profile had changed with the pictures I had suggested along with three hidden pics too, one was the picture of his back from the party. I liked the new phrase he put in the description "versatile, into risky play" yet he still had 'ask me' as his status to leave it ambiguous. I stumbled on another profile he set up that was more blatant about what he wanted. The picture of his freshly bred hole had the text "Newly poz. Looking 4 neg btms and viral tops." We continued to fuck, usually flipping, but it was back to once a week. He was proud of how active he had gotten, keeping busy with other guys both as a top and bottom. Two or three other hookups a week now seemed to be his norm. Owen would tell me how much dick he'd taken or given since our last meeting and wanted to know about my hookups too. A month or so later I asked Owen if he'd heard back from his first chaser. "One fuck is all it took. He wasn't ready for the conversion, though. He bitched like crazy for over a week. The other two were all excited, just like I was. I'm still waiting to hear on three others. Now... give me another poz load, Jeff" he said pulling his legs back.

Jamal and Darnel took turns fucking Mark and I for the next hour. It was near 8pm when they had bred us twice a piece and Mark and I had cum each just once. Mark in my mouth and me in my hand. I guess no matter what I do. I am the bottom rung. I am the one that will suck and get fucked. If i cum it will be either by my own hand or by someone fucking me just right. I was OK with that Pozzed Cheerleader 6 Mark and I were thoroughly used and abused by Jamal and Darnel. I laid there in the middle of the living room floor with my ass in the air with the butt plug fitter firmly deep in my used ass. Mark had gone to take a shower while Jamal and Dar went to bed. The lights were unceremoniously turned off on me like I was an afterthought. I woke up in the middle of the night cold and stiff from sleeping on the floor and the room was dark. I made my way to my room making sure my phone was charging. I had a 730 class so i still had a couple of hours to sleep. I used them all. I made it through my 730 class and was walking back through the Union when I got a text asking if I was hungry. I did not recognize the number, but I responded back anyway with a ‘yes’. “Go to the bathroom on the erd floor in the western hall!” a text shot back. I started to reply, but another text shot back instantly with… “Don’t think…Do it” I felt chided, but I climbed two flights of steps and made my way down the main hall to the western hall to the lone mens room there. Once I got there another text came telling me to take the middle stall. I hung my book bag on the door. I dropped my shorts and sat on the toilet and was about to text, “now what”, but before I could. I got a “WAIT…you have a 90 minutes before your next class, remove your plug”. Whoever I was talking to knew what I had been through. I sat patiently for just a few moments. When I heard the outer door of the bathroom squeak open and then the inner door. I knew these restrooms were used for cruising, but I never cruised. Well, I guess until today that is. Whoever just walked in took the stall to my right against the wall, he undid his pants and sat down. I carefully watched from the racquetball seized hole in the partition as he stroked his big black dick to near hardness. When suddenly he shoved his cock through the hole. He spoke, “you the white cocksucker?” I answered by swallowing 5 inches of his hard 8 that came through the hole in the wall. I sucked on his thick prick. He moaned his acceptance of my mouth on his cock. He told me to get it wet cause it was going in my ass soon. I still had not recovered from Saturday or Sunday, but I was not going to argue. I just was unsure of being fucked in a pusblic place. I sucked his massive prick slobbering on it as much as I could when he told me to fuck myself on his black wood cock. I barely hesitated before I spun around and backed myself onto his cock. He let out an audible moan of satisfaction as I took as much of his I possibly could. I bounced back on his meat. His breathing was ragged and I soon felt his cock expand and explode filling my ass with his gooey jizz. I felt his cock spasm 5 or 6 times. My ass felt full, but I knew I was not done yet. My anonymous fucker withdrew his massive prick, adjust his pants and was gone. I never knew his name or saw his face. I clenched to hold his load in me. I pushed the plug back into my cunt to keep from leaking and to keep his hot load deep in my ass. I sat down and wondered what I had got myself into, but did not have to ponder long as the outer door opened and shut, and like clockwork the scenario nearly played out the same, but this time. There was no “get to know ya”. This nameless, faceless prick, but equally as large dong but more brown slipped through the gloryhole. I just spun on the toilet seat and started sucking like it was my job. I could hear him moan his approval over the stall wall. I sucked him for a good 5 minutes when he pulled out of the hole and dropped down. Shoved his thick Mexican dick under the stall and told me to squat on it. I could see the scorpion tat with a “+’ sign right by the stinger. I was pretty sure I knew what that meant, but I no longer cared. I pulled the plug once again from my ass. I was getting good at that, and lowered my white ass onto his massive cock. I hovered on his cock, while he slammed into me from under the stall. He drove his cock as deep as he could into me. I forgot for a moment where I was and let out a loud moan that I thought for sure someone outside would hear. I begged him to cum in me. I wanted his tainted seed deep in my bowels impregnating me. I had sweat dripping off of my forehead as I squatted on this nameless, faceless but seemingly positive cock. I begged him to breed me. When I said” fill me with your poz load papi!” He came like a geyser combined with the last guy’s cum. I leaked like a broken faucet. I could feel my ass dripping on his balls. He told me to clean him up. I quickly plunged the plug back into my cummy asshole and licked his cock and balls clean of my ass and his cum. I did not want anyone to walk in on us like that. I looked at my watch and I still had an hour before my next class and another text message telling me that I had two more guys to service. It was now my duty every Monday, Wednesday and Friday between my first and second class to report to this bathroom and service whomever comes and to do whatever they request. I should dress comfortably and be prepared for 4 to 8 loads a day in the morning alone. I had just enough time to finish reading the text when I looked up to see another dark cock being pushed through the hole. I later learned I was servicing some professors on campus who did favors for the football and basketball teams. I did not care most of them had big cocks and could fuck and none of them asked about status. I was just a willing hole for them. They did not want to know who I was and I did not want to know who they were. If they wanted to be known I would find out soon enough. By the time, my class started that morning. I had serviced 5 cocks3 of them took my ass and two orally. They gave me plenty of time to get cleaned up for class, but I still could feel my ass leaking all afternoon. When I had to go to cheer practice and had to face Jamie and Mark. I could all their eyes on me. Even my now ex-girlfriend. I saw her kissing her new ‘friend’ the starting linebacker for the football team. I hoped he was on George’s list to get this year. More to CUM Love the hot email I have jerked off to you guys as much as you have jerked off to my stories. Joey

Made a new account on Grindr to advertise that I was taking any and all loads. Profile had an ass pic and said “accepting any and all loads. If you have a load for me I’ll let you breed me. Message for address, door will be unlocked and I’ll be waiting ass up”. Any time a guy messaged me I sent him my location, didn’t ask for any more pics or ask any questions. It didn’t matter to me what his profile said or what he looked like, I was face down and ass up so I couldn’t care less who was coming to breed me. It could’ve been a totally blank profile with no pic or stats and I’d invite him over just the same. Spent most of the evening and throughout the night doing this, finished with 18 loads. I was updating the Grindr profile with the current load count and definitely got more interested guys as the load count went up. By the time I was done my hole was sloppy and loose enough that I could feel the mixed up seed leaking out of my hole and down my leg when I stood up. It was an amazing time but already craving more loads in me.

Same here. Went to school with my dad's cum inside me all the time. It was just me and him growing up so we had sex every day pretty much.

For real life and for porn, I agree that orgies are much hotter than either a small group or a gangbang. It's of course always hot to see one guy get filled up with load after load til his hole is leaking cum, but I've always been a lot more turned on by the idea of everyone getting in on the fucking. The only thing better than barebacking a slippery, well used ass is getting to fuck several in a row!