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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.

For me, 17 and 24 are my picks. I love round mushroom heads. I love the upwards angle of 17 with that big fat head to suck on. 24 is such a complete package. Thick shaft, bulbous head, a heavy full sack...I'd love nothing more to be rubbing that big sack while my lips are wrapped around that head, massaging the gift inside out of his balls. Feel that huge sack tighten and lift up in my hands as that head starts throbbing and my mouth gets filled with all that warm semen full of the sperm that I massaged out of his balls.

Part 1 Senator Davis lived next door to me. Or should I say the militant, racist, homophobic, Evangelical, far-right wing, ex-Marine, piece of shit senator Davis lived next door to me. He was a fairly high ranking member of the Republican party, and seemed to be moving further on up. And for 15 years, I've had to live next door to him. For 15 years I've had to put up with his glares and sneers and very obvious disdain of me. And I admit, in a weird way I kind of liked it. I liked that just my mere existence managed to rile him up. I mean, if he hated fags and Jews THAT much then he could move. But fuck him! I was here first! And I'll be damned if I was going to be the one chased out! After all, this had been my family home for three generations. As an only child, and the last in the line, it had naturally gone to me. So I claimed my territorial rights. He had, though, built a huge fence between our properties. Higher than the one that had previously existed. But that was fine with me, it just provided that much more privacy for not only my huge pool parties, (aka orgies) but also one of my hobbies, shooting porn. I had many hobbies, shooting porn was just one of them. I had been left a lot of family money, which I had wisely invested, (thank you Microsoft and Apple!) so I had never actually worked a real job a single day of my 50 years. And I looked pretty damn good for my age. Well, I could afford to. The best trainers and the best surgeons made me look easily 15 years younger than I was, despite the fact that I was poz. That, and I kept a youthful lifestyle. Youthful in the sense that I had always surrounded myself with beautiful young men. Money attracts that. I had learned early on that romantic relationships were just not for me. I would eventually get bored of whoever I was with, especially after they turned 22. So I kept it to houseboys, slaves, tricks, and the occasional whore. And I treated them very well. The houseboys at least, not so much the slaves, but then, that's why they were slaves. I always made sure the houseboys got a good education, so when I kicked them to the curb, they could at least support themselves. The slaves, I simply passed them along when I grew weary of them. I know lots of different people. If the Major only knew EVERYTHING that went on in my house his head would have exploded years ago. Ah yes, the Major. That's what I called the senator, because, well, that's what his son Chad calls him. Major, or Sir. I never once heard the kid call him dad. And I had observed their interactions for years. Every morning the Major and Chad would raise their American flag in their front yard and salut it before taking their morning run. Every evening Chad would play taps on a bugel as his father lowered and folded the flag. Oh Chad. Now, there was one of the finest young specimens I had ever laid eyes on. He was either the epitome of the perfect California boy, (even though we didn't live in California) or the ideal Hitler youth. Given that his dad is probably a Nazi, I'd go with the second analogy. He was probably 6'2" or 3, (certainly taller than his father) with golden blond hair that was shaved to stubble on the back and sides, but left a little longer on top with bangs that hung a little down his forehead over dazzling blue eyes that sparkled even brighter against his sun bronzed skin. His cute pug nose sat above a pair of thick, pink luscious lips. And his body was a work of art. Lean but solid muscle. He was a champion swimmer, having taken state in three different strokes, and he always kept it shaved totally smooth. How do I know this? Because years ago I had security cameras installed and one of them discreetly overlooked the Major's pool. Now, I'm not a total sicko, but I will admit I started spying on him with my laptop when he was 16. Many hours I spent watching as his dad made him swim laps over and over as he blew his whistle and screamed constantly at the kid, usually berating him. It wasn't till he was 18 that I REALLY starting taking a serious interest in the kid. I would zoom the camera in on his speedo covered body, admiring his firm pecs and tight stomach that had that perfect, amazing V that separated his abs from his hips and disappeared into his suit, practically pointing the way to what I'm sure had to be a gorgeous cock. I would salivate as he climbed out of the pool, wet, with his speedo's displaying a good sized bulge as the fabric strained against it. Of course, I eventually got to find out for sure about his cock as one day he had a young lady over. They frolicked together in the pool for a while, kissing, fondling each other before eventually climbing out and onto a pool chair. She laid down and it was at the perfect angle for me to see everything. She removed her top while he pulled down her bottoms. The he stripped out of his speedo and his glorious young cock sprung right up to attention. It was beautiful, I'm guessing about 9 inches, like my own, but not as fat. His was long and slender and curved into his belly. The girl giggled as he climbed between her legs, and like a typical teen boy, he just slid himself right into her. He wasted no time pumping his hips back and forth and I admired how his strong, white buttocks that contrasted so sharply against his bronzed skin clenched together each time he thrust into her. He fucked her hard and fast, as inexperienced boys do, and was soon throwing his head back with his mouth open as he filled the girl with his hot, young spunk. I emptied my own throbbing cock into the sucking mouth of my current houseboy as I imagined it was Chad between my legs, swallowing my load. It's funny how life can twist and turn. It was only one month later that I was sitting home alone one rainy night. Alone because my last houseboy had just had his 22nd birthday, so after a 15 man gangbang, he was gone. I was currently in between slaves, which was frankly an unusual position for me to be in. The doorbell rang, bringing me out of my daze of staring into the fire. I set my scotch down and answered it to see a soaking wet Chad standing before me. "I'm sorry to bother you Mr. Blum." An obviously drunk and very distraught Chad slurred at me. "But I'm kinda in a jam." "Well get in out of the rain!" I ordered him as I grabbed his elbow and he stumbled inside. "Get out of those wet clothes and I'll get you something dry to wear." I left him as he was peeling off his wet t-shirt. I returned with a robe, a nice thick terry cloth one. I was surprised to see that he was totally naked when I returned. He was obviously not shy. He had neatly folded his wet clothes and left them sitting by the door. I handed him the robe and grabbed his wet clothes. "I'll put these in the dryer. Go a head and have a seat by the fire. It'll warm you up." I returned to find him sitting on the floor in front of the fire, his knees pulled up to his chest and looking miserable. I poured a couple of fresh scotches and sat on the sofa. I patted the seat and said, "Come here Chad. Tell me what's going on." He sat next to me and I handed him a scotch. He sipped it while he looked anxious and upset. It took a while but finally he started talking. "The Major and I had it out tonight." He started, nervously. "I finally snapped, I couldn't take it anymore." I could sense the fear and anger in his eyes as he spoke. "Nothing is ever good enough for him. He wants me to attend Annapolis then go into the Marines like him. I have a 4.2 gpa, but it's not enough for him. 'You have to better chad.'" He said in a mocking voice. "'You have to try harder. Study more. Be faster, be stronger. Don't be a pussy, Chad! Be a fucking man, Chad!'" His voice was raising as he got angrier and angrier. Then he just exploded. "I HATE HIM!" He started shouting as he pounded his fist into one of my pillows over and over. "I HATE HIM! I HATE HIM! I HATE HIM!" Then he broke down crying, great heaving sobs. I reached out and pulled him into me and he cried into my chest. "So what happened tonight to set you off?" I asked, after he had calmed down. "He was yelling at me, like usual, and I just kind of snapped." He said sniffing as he wiped away tears. He had gone from an angry young man to a sad little boy as he cuddled into my chest. "I told him fuck Annapolis, I didn't want to go there and I don't want to be a Marine. Then he grabbed the strap and came at me. I swung and nailed him in the head. He fell to the ground and I panicked. I grabbed a bottle from the liquor cabinet and took off. I was so freaked out that I left without even my wallet or keys. I had no money and no where to go, so I walked around in the rain and drank the bottle. Then I saw your light was still on so I thought maybe......I mean, my dad hates you, but I always thought you were nice, so I took a chance and rang your bell." "Well I'm glad you did Chad." I said as I softly stroked his head. "You shouldn't be out on a night like this with no where to go. So, you mentioned a strap. Has he used it on you before?" Chad just slowly nodded his head. "Often?" I continued. Again he nodded his head. I could feel my blood start to boil. "Did he do anything else to you?" "He would lock me in my room, sometimes without dinner if I didn't perform well enough on a test or a meet." "Anything else?" I asked. "He was constantly yelling at me. Telling me I was worthless, stupid, a waste of his sperm." This really got me angry. It's one thing to have a slave and abuse him, that's what they want after all, but what this kid went through, nobody should ever have to. Especially not a kid as good as Chad. "You wanna know something else?" He asked softly. "What's that?" "He's never hugged me. Ever. He says real men don't hug, only sissies. And real men don't show emotions." I held him tighter as he said this to me. "That's bullshit." I said. "Your dad is a class A piece of shit. Everyone needs hugs. Even real men." As I said this he started crying again. I held him tight until he stopped crying again. Then I let him go and reached for a little wooden box. "I have something I think you could use right now." I said as I opened the box and pulled out a joint. "You ever get high?" I asked him. "Oh God no, Sir. The Major would fucking KILL me." "Well, I think it's about time then. Fuck your dad. I think you should start doing things for you and not for him. This shit will make you feel real good. And I think you need to feel good right now." "Yes Sir, if you think so. I've always been curious." "Then it's settled." I said as I lit the lighter. "And none of this Sir shit. Call me Abe." "Yes Sir. I mean Abe. Sorry." "That's better." I said as I toked on the joint. Then I handed it to Chad. He took a big hit and immediately started a huge coughing fit. I just laughed. "Cough to get off." I said. "The first couple hits are the worst. Then you'll get the hang of it." By his 4th hit, he was barely coughing at all. Soon the joint was gone. "How do you feel?" I asked. "Good." He said giggling. Ah, I miss those days when getting stoned would give me the giggles. "Well I'm gonna make you feel real good." I said as I walked over to the credenza and pulled out a bong. After a few tips on it, Chad was flying high, is eyes red as red could be. He was laying back on the sofa and his robe had come open and his legs were spread. I don't even think he realized it, but I had a great view of his flat, smooth pecks and an even better view of his sweet, 18 year old cock sitting on top of a big pair of balls full of teenage spunk, all surrounded by his bushy blond pubes. My mouth watered. "Hey Abe," Chad began. "Can I tell you a secret?" "Of course, you can tell me anything." "Well, um, I'm pretty sure I'm gay." You could have blown me over right then and there. I was floored. "Well, what makes you think you're gay?" "When I look at guys, especially in the locker room, I get funny feelings. Feelings like I want to be with them, kiss them, touch them, especially their cocks." "But you've been with girls right?" I asked, knowing full well he had. "Maybe your bi?" "Yea, a few. But only cause I thought I was supposed to. But when I was fucking them, I was thinking about guys. So I don't think I'm bi." "But you've never been with a guy?" "No, never. But when I jerk off, I like to play with my butt. I put things up there. Carrots, cucumbers, hair brush handles, whatever I can find. It feels real good and I imagine it's one of the hot jocks from school fucking me." He giggled some more as his cock started to harden. "And can I tell you something else?" "Of course." "The main reason I came over here tonight is because I hoped you would be my first." My mouth went dry upon hearing this. I couldn't believe this hot fucking kid that I had been fantasizing about was asking me to fuck him. "Are you sure Chad? That's really want you want?" "Yes." He whispered. "Please Sir. I want it so bad. I want to throw it in the Major's face that his precious son is a faggot who takes it up the ass. Will you please take my virginity?" My head was swimming from what I was hearing. "Of course dear boy." I finally managed to say. "If that's what you really want, I'd be happy to." A big grin spread across his face as I stood up and took his hand, leading him into the bedroom. As soon as we got on the bed he grabbed me and started kissing me passionately. I grabbed the lube and started fingering his ass, stretching his boy hole in preparation of my fat 9". He must have played with his hole a lot because in no time I easily had three fingers sliding in and out of him while he moaned like a whore. I finally pulled off of him and sat up as he layed there panting like a bitch in heat. "So now I have something I have to tell you. I only fuck raw. No rubbers, ever. And I'm hiv+." He looked at me in silence for a moment. "You don't look sick." He finally said. "I thought aids made you look sick." "I don't have aids." I corrected him. "I have hiv. I've had it for 20 years. It's a totally manageable condition these days. Like diabetes. I take meds and I'm healthy." "That's so hot!" He said after a moment. "I want hiv. That would destroy the Major to know he has a faggot son who takes cock up the ass and is hiv+. Give it to me Sir. Please!" He begged. My dick throbbed as I listened to him beg. And I didn't even correct him for calling me Sir. I liked it in this context. "All right boy, if that's what you want." "I do Sir! I want it! I want to make the Major suffer!" "You know boy, you don't always catch it the first time. I may have to fuck your ass for weeks before you catch it. Or maybe I'll share your hot ass with my friends, and they can help infect you." "Yes Sir, whatever it takes! Just give it to me!" With that I lubed up my cock and lined it up against his hole. With a little push, my mushroom head popped past the kids sphincter. He cried out but I couldn't tell if it was in agony of ecstasy, so I just held it there for a moment. "Here," I said, placing a brown bottle under his nose. "Breath this in, it will help relax you. Deep breaths, and hold it until I tell you to release it." He did as he was told and soon had taken 6 large hits. "That's a good boy." I praised him. "You're doing so well." I could tell the poppers were doing their job as his face flushed a deep red and his eyes went out of focus. His hole heated up and loosened and I knew he was ready for it. Slid my entire length into him in one slow push, relishing the feeling of stretching his insides for the first time in his young life. He just groaned as my pubes rubbed against his anal ring. Then he let out a big sigh and grinned. This future poz kid was a natural born bottom. I placed his knees over my shoulders and held his thighs as I started fucking him. He just grunted and moaned as my cock worked it's magic on his prostate. I looked down on his beautiful face as little smiles accompanied his grunts. He was truly loving his first poz fuck. This kid was so hot I was already going to shoot my wad. I couldn't help it. "Are you ready?" I asked him. "Are you ready for your first load of poz cum in your bitch boy hole? Are you ready to take your first step in becoming a pozzed up whore?" "Do it!" He panted. "Give me your poz load! Make me a pozzed up whore! Fuck you Major! Look at your son now! Look at your faggot poz cock taking whore of a son now!" Just hearing him say that sent me over the edge. I grabbed his long thin cock and started jerking it. "Here it comes slut! Here comes your first poz load in your faggot whore pussy!" With that, I buried myself in him and let loose with my dirty cum. He let out a cry and his boy cock started spewing a huge load. His first two shots landed on his face, the rest coating his smooth, bronzed chest. The whiteness of his jizz contrasted nicely with his deep tan. He truly looked like a well fucked cum slut. As I scooped up his cum from his body and fed it to him, I said, "Oh boy, do I have some plans for you, you little poz cum slut." He just smiled at me. "I can't wait Sir."

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!”

With you there 100%

I was recently at a couples place i see every now and then. They have been getting Kinkier every time I see them. The last time they had me spun a bit tied up very tight on a bench blindfolded and with a choker and leash so when its pulled it really chokes the hell out of me. I was getting whipped on my ass and back. It stung a bit but also was a turn on because I can hear the top getting hot. Then spanked me a bit and got my ass raw as he would bite my ass once in a while. Don't know what he was using for a whip but it had lots of strings on it. He would slide it over my crack and to my back then snap it hard. Again it was turning him on. He then started to pull my hair so my head woud go back as he pulled the choker and when i couldn't breathe he would wait a minute then release it. He forced some clouds in me during all this so I was feeling good. Then he started to play with my hole felt his tongue licking my hole and crack and i can hear him heavy breathing and moaning I felt some lube and he started to fuck me hard as he pulled the choker so i couldn't breathe. I was moaning and getting hot. He almost choked me out i fell asleep a bit. He then almost violently started to fuck me more as I came too I feel him thrusting in my hole. Turns out there was someone also there. He slapping my face and stuck a pipe in my mouth held my nose shut to force the clouds. Got slapped a few more times as I was still getting fucked hard. Then I felt the cock starting to throb and I heard him screem.. He pulled out and smacked my ass and he left me there for a long time. Someone came in unhooked everything and said you can leave. I so want that again!!!!

Yes, I agree with that... as soon as I started BB - I could not get Prep right away... I was always worried. Then later on Prep I stopped worrying and indeed didn't care if the guys were Poz undetectable or even with a HVL... I would have anybody fuck me with no questions asked and I would be the slut of the sauna... the more cum the merrier. Now I get fucked even without being on Prep and I love to get whored out, with multiple guys poz and neg, orgies, sex clubs, cruising, breeding... I love being a cumpig. Indeed I find the sex with Poz gays is far harder, more sleazy and far more pleasurable. I'm running out of Prep and it's hard for me to buy... so I guess I'll continue without. Whatever happens, happens. I'm already sex crazed.

Wish I lived close enough to get fucked by you and your son until I'm a toxic slut.

"Then marry me." Cannot be the end of this. We demand a denouement.

This is my favorite dick.

A fucking hot chapter for sure

Is it your opening (or rectum) getting sore or deeper inside? Either way, try different lubes. Silicone is a favorite and you can use one of those injectable devices to get some of it deep inside.

I can’t overstate how much I enjoyed and appreciated this story. Along with hopefully shooting a few loads, I hope you sighted guys learned how horny we blind guys truly can be. Like Owen, there are those of us who would be willing to take, and hopefully give, poz loads if given the opportunity. Thanks to all of you who read “Blind Curve.” Please tell your friends about it. And, of course, thanks to chi4loads. Keep reading and supporting his stories with your positive, or pozitive comments.

For the next six months I just kept scaring the shit out of myself. I knew I couldn't stop having sex with strangers, it was just too exhilarating. Two or three times I had repeat sessions with guys, but it just felt boring and wrong. Every time I approached a new stranger I promised myself I would have them suite up. By the time their cock approached my vulnerable hole it was always raw and I knew I needed the cum. They didn't all breed me but most did. I was easily taking ten strangers loads up my ass every week. And, I never had the fucking good sense to ask their status. I was loosing my mind I was so fuckin frightened. I couldn't believe I hadn't gotten sick and I hadn't gotten checked out, just too damn frightened. I knew the clerk at the bookstore must have been poz with his scorpion tattoo so I'd taken at least one poz load and seemingly dodged the bullet. I hadn't heard that guys could get it without getting the fuck flu. Then one night I got picked up by a group of three guys at the cruising woods. They had watched as four strangers bred my ass and knowing I was well lubricated wanted a more private party. They were all football player builds so I couldn't believe my good fortune. We loaded into a black double cab Ram pickup and drove for about an hour to a remote cottage. The guy in the back seat with me fished out his semi hard dick and I spent the ride servicing his thick 6 inch hardon. With each passing minute and each dizzying turn my fear grew. I'd definitely done some stupid things and had sex in risky places but I'd never been this reckless. They could be planning to kill me and dispose of my body. Noone would have had a clue where I had gone. The cottage was very rustic. One big room with a sling hanging in the middle. I was immediately stripped and lashed into the swing. The guy I'd been sucking pushed his ridged cock back in my mouth. One of his friends stood at my head on the other side and presented a beautiful eight inches for me to swivel my head and suck. I proceeded to alternate one to the other. Very soon hot lips were eating out my hole and a strong tongue began to royally fuck my ass. By now I was to busy and horny to remember any fear that might have existed earlier. After five minutes I groaned as the pleasure to my ass was removed. As if playing musical chairs each guy rotated positions and quickly my mouth and ass were kept busy. The new cock for my mouth was the biggest of the bunch. A good ten inches at full mast and easily beer bottle thick. I couldn't deep throat it but gave it my best try. When the lips came off my ass I expected another musical chairs maneuver, but cried out as the eight inches plunged deep into my guts. He pounded me for 15 or so strokes and then the rotation maneuver occurred. The last guy at my ass just plunged his raw cock in and fucked away at a rapid slapping pace. He kept it up for quite some time before suddenly pulling out declaring. "I don't want to cum yet." As I expected the quick rotation ensued and the huge ten inch naked monster drove into my ass. I gagged on the cock down my throat as it muffled my screams. Pulling off coughing and sputtering for the first time I let my attention drift from the proffered cocks at my mouth to inspect what was probing my ass. I got over the initial pain almost instantly I was so horn dogged to see that huge raw cock sliding back and forth in my body. Then my sight line drifted up below his belly button and I was flooded with terror like never before. Me; "What the fuck are you doing?!" Mr.10 inches (him); "What's it look like I'm doing? I'm fucking you, silly. " Me; "But your tattoo!?" Him; "What about it?" "Your not wearing a condom. " "Why would I wear a fuckin rubber? I never use those nasty things. " "But you could infect me." "Yeah, so what? So could anyone of those guys that bred you in the woods kid." "Fuck! So are you really toxic, not on meds?" "Yup" "Fuck" "That's what I'm doin. And for all your talk you ain't stoppin me." Not only was I not stopping him my cock just kept getting harder. Me "Just don't cum in me ... please." Him "I never pull out kid. And neither will they." "Fuckin shit, are they poz to?" "Of course they are. Who to hell do you think knocked them up? (Pointing) He had the fuck flu last week, and he's still got some fever. My monster's shreddin your ass for all three doses of venom. It's your lucky night kid. You can kiss your negative ass good bye." And then he really railed into me as the eight inch cock was jammed down my throat. "I'm gettin real close kid. Beg for it. " "NO Don't ... don't cum ..." I was blasting my load hands free and my ass brought him over the edge. "Argh .... fuuuuuuccck..." "NO, PLEASE NO" "To fuckin late kid." He was still convulsing while pressed deep inside. "Which one of you gets him next?" "NO, FUCK NO! I don't want their fuck flu. " He'd pulled out of me and presented his blood, poz cum and ass juice covered stick for me to clean. I didn't hesitate amazing myself with how deeply I was able to inhale the ten inches. Before I was finished my cleaning job the smallest knob was fucking my ass. When I had my mouth back I couldn't stop myself groaning with each piston fuck. I couldn't hide my pleasure. Him "You're a great cum dump kid. I knew you wouldn't stop with mine. " "Fuck no ... ooh.... that feels so good ... but no... oh yeah .... no, don't breed me " Him "Breed him man, he wants your poison load, don't listen to him. " Me "Oh yeah .... fuck me .... but don't... don't ... ooh fuck... your filling me now aren't you? Oh fuck, I can feel you painting my guts. Fuuuuuuccck that feels so fuckin good!" As I was cleaning this fresh cock the last guy stepped up and aimed for my hole, "What do you say kid?" Me "This is fuckin crazy. No way man. I want it, but this is fuckin crazy. " He stuck the head of his eight inches into me. Me "Fuck no man. Shit it's not fair. Your raw cock feels so fuckin good. ... oh yeah ...but no..." He pulled it completely out and I felt so empty. Me "What the fuck man? What are you doing?" 8"'s "You said no." Me "Yeah, and I meant it. But you gotta give me more than just the tip. " "Balls deep?" "Yeah, balls deep. Then you can pull oouuutttt ... Oh fuck ... that feels so good " He'd taken me literally and entered in one swift movement. "Fuck me man. I need another raw pounding .... oooo fuucckk ... yeah ... like that .... your hittin my prostate just right ... don't stop. " The other two "Breed him .Fill him with your toxic dose!" 8"s " Ugh ... I'm close kid, tell me what you want ... fast " "Cum in my ass! Shoot inside me. Oh yeah .... knock me up, poz my hole." And again it was happening as I spoke. By the time I finished cleaning this cock the ten inch was hard again and teasing my swollen sloppy hole. Me "I've got three in me what's one more, give it to me." Well it wasn't just one more, by morning there must have been 9 toxic loads dripping down my balls. I slept on the entire drive back to the city. They dumped me at the woods and drove away laughing and shouting "Enjoy the fuck flu. " My terror returned and that was the cold sweat I awakened to for the next month. The cement truck of the fuck flu fevers never settled into me. And I was way too frightened to go to any clinic. With such a fright you'd think I'd avoid sex or at least not bb with strangers. But oh no, after a full days rest I was back out there getting my ten load quota every week. And fuckin and breedin the odd ass along the way.

Holy hell the new Boy is so tight even after playing with his hole for a good hour, It felt like I was fucking a virgin when I sank into him. I must say he took every inch and begged for the seed as I filled him full.

Completely agree. I have a smoking fetish to, so do tend to search out smokers as my preference.

Happy Better Next Year Everyone!!! Part 17 The next couple months just seemed to fly by. Of course, the sex between us was non stop. And we did quite a few more shows for Dante and Carlos, including my first gangbang. They got me spun as fuck and 19 guys dumped 25 loads in me that night. The icing on the cake was it ended with my first fisting. Colt did the honours, and I couldn't have been happier as I looked deeply into his beautiful green eyes through my meth and popper haze as his knuckles pushed past my sphincter and my ass lips closed around his wrist. I slipped into another plane as his big hand brutalized my prostate eventually milking an earth shattering orgasm from me. My favourite show however, was the day a local leather bar shut down for a private party and Colt and I were the guests of honour. We played two straight cowboys who wandered into the leather bar by mistake. We soon realized our mistake of course, but it was too late for us. We were grabbed and quickly shackled. Our clothes were torn from us and we were both slammed. What followed was three hours of non stop fucking. We played our parts well and fought against our captors as they strapped us down over the bar. We screamed as our "virgin" holes were ripped open by big hard man cocks. We begged for mercy and pleaded as we were raped and bred over and over. I admit it was all kind of one big blur as the men went between me and Colt, keeping our asses full the entire time. There was like 30 men there. So we had at least 20 loads pumped into each of us. The video ended with us being forced into cages for a future slave auction. It was a lot of fun, and we made good money from it. A couple weeks later it was the Friday before spring break. Colt and I had decided to take a trip to Florida and see what kind of trouble we could get into. I mean, thousands of drunk horny college boys who don't always get pussy, something's bound to happen. Especially with Colt in a pair of tiny white speedos that are practically see through advertising his huge cock and world class ass. Even straight boys wouldn't be able to refuse that! Of course, someone had different plans for us. I was surprised when I got a notice to go to the principal's office after last period, and even more surprised when I saw Colt already sitting there waiting. I got real nervous. What if someone had spotted us during one of our on campus hookups? I could only imagine what was going to happen. I didn't say anything as I sat down next to Colt. He didn't either, but I could tell he was thinking the same thing. Eventually, the office door opened and Sarge stepped out. We called him Sarge, because he had been a Sargeant in the Marine Corps before getting his teaching degree and moving up into administration. And he ran the school with military efficiency. He was both feared and respected. You did not fuck with this man. He was only 5'10", but he was jacked. I mean, I assumed he was. He always wore a suit, but you could see his bulging muscles underneath. And his steele blue eyes could bore right into your soul. They sat above a crooked nose that you could tell had been broken a couple of times, and a strong square jaw that looked like it could chew metal. He topped it off with his silver buzz cut which completed his commanding, authoritative look. The man meant business! "You may go ahead a leave Mrs. Dubois." He said to his assistant. He never used people's first names. It helped keep his air of authority. "I'll probably be with these boys for a while." Colt and I just swallowed nervously. "Yes Sir, Sarge." She said as she gathered her things. "You have a nice break now." Colt and I watched her leave before turning our gaze back to Sarge. He just looked down on us menacingly, and without a word, Colt and I stood with our heads bowed and slunk into his office. Sarge locked the door as we sunk down into the chairs at his desk. "Did I tell you you could sit?" He barked at us. "No Sir!" We both shouted, instinctively standing at attention. Sarge just silently eyed us as he slowly sat in his chair. Sweat broke out on my brow, and a quick glance at Colt, I could see it on him too. Sarge turned to his laptop and started typing. Then he slowly turned it toward us. My blood ran cold. There, on the screen, was me and Colt, in the leather bar, getting railed. Sarge typed a couple keys and the video switched. Now it was me getting fisted. Another switch and it was Colt getting gangbanged. Switch after switch revealed that Sarge had every one of our shows. The nervous sweat just poured off me. "Well, Mr. Sawyer, Mr. Collins." Sarge finally said. "It seems the two of you have the most interesting hobby." Colt and I stood there in dead silence, shaking from nerves. Sarge sat there enjoying our uncertain fear. "STRIP!" He finally ordered us. Colt and I didn't even think. We were naked in a flash, returning instinctively to attention. Sarge stood up and walked around us, taking in our young, naked bodies. He snickered as he grabbed my crotch which was locked up. Colt had put the cage on me a couple of days ago. "I definitely would have pegged you to be the bitch in this relationship, Collins." He sneered. "If I hadn't seen the evidence that you're both a couple of bitches!" He released my crotch and grabbed Colt's, squeezing it. "But you both can be a couple of bulls too. I like that." He continued. "Now, bend over and spread your legs!" Colt and I complied as Sarge walked around behind us. He licked his fingers and stuck one in each of our holes. "You sluts have pretty loose pussies already for a couple of 18 year olds." He laughed as he fingered us. "But I guess from what I've seen, it's to be expected." He pulled his fingers out and grabbed Colt by the hair, forcing him to his knees. He dragged Colt's head to my ass and pushed his face against it. "Start eating that pussy, faggot!" He ordered Colt. "Since this little bitch is locked up, I guess he's the one gonna get fucked!" My fear was gone now, quickly replaced with horny lust as it was obvious we weren't in trouble for anything. Who knew Sarge wasn into this shit too? My cock strained in it's confines as Colt hungrily devoured my hole. "That's it faggot." Sarge encouraged him. "Get that pussy nice and wet. That loose cunts not getting any other lube!" Colt doubled his effort getting as much spit into my hole as he could before Sarge pulled his head off me. "Now fuck the bitch!" He demanded. Colt stood up and placed the tip of his now rock hard dick against the pucker he knew all too well. Without hesitation, he started to pushed into me. Even with my spit wet hole hole, I was pretty dry, and it hurt. But Sarge didn't care. "Get that dick in him NOW, faggot!" Sarge yelled at Colt. Colt just grabbed my shoulders and used his strong abdominal muscles to force his cock into my defenseless hole. I moaned out in pain as Colt bottomed out in me. "Oh yeah." Groaned Sarge. "That's what I like to see. Two young bucks like you. Now fuck the bitch!" Colt gripped my shoulders tight as he started slamming into me. My eyes watered from the friction as Colt sawed in and out of me. Then Sarge pulled a little brown bottle out of a drawer and held it up to me. I was thankful as I desperately huffed the fumes which provided much needed relief to my anal passage. Soon I was moaning in lust and begging for Colt's hard fuck. "Oh yeah boys." Sarge groaned as he watched the show. I saw him pull his hard cock out and Jesus. It was huge! Not long, maybe 7 inches, but fat! Fatter than Colt's! It took both of Sarge's hands to go around it as he stroked himself. Colt was so turned on by this whole scene I knew he was about to nut, and sure enough, a few strokes later and I felt the soothing cum erupting from him, offering a little relief to my burning insides. The relief was short lived however, as Sarge made me lie on his desk with my legs in the air. He smiled as he looked as Colt's cum dripping out of my hole. "Clean his cock bitch!" He ordered as he grabbed my thighs and pressed his cock head against my dripping cunt. I opened my mouth and Colt placed his slimey cock into it right as Sarge slammed his fat torpedo right into me in one hard thrust. My scream was muffled by Colt's big cock in my throat. "Fuck yea!" Sarge grunted as he held my thighs tight and jack hammered my hole. "I love to hear my bitches scream!" My eyes filled with tears as Colt grabbed the poppers and held them under my nose. Once Colt pulled his cock out, my cries had turned to moans as Sarge pounded me relentlessly. "Oh God yes!" I moaned. "Fuck me Sarge!" I begged. "Give me that fat cock Sir! Fuck my pussy, FUCK ME!" Sarge just smiled sadistically as he brutally rammed me. Soon he buried himself in me and let out a growl as I felt his cock throb and flex as he seeded me. When he was done, he pulled out and looked at Colt, snapping his fingers and pointing to his crotch. Colt was on his knees in a flash in front of Sarge with his mouth wide open. He dutifully cleaned it all off before Sarge pushed his head back toward my hole. "Open your mouth and stick out your tongue." He directed Colt. "And you bitch, push those loads out!" He commanded me. I did as I was told and could feel my hole expand as it made wet farting sounds as I pushed the cum out. "Oh, such pretty pussy lips." He moaned. "So pink and puffy. Such a nice used cunt." I squeezed out all I could onto Colt's waiting tongue. After he swallowed it down, Sarge told us to get dressed and leave. As we were about to walk out the door, he stopped us. "Sawyer, Collins." He barked as he held out a piece of paper. "My place, tommorow. 6pm. Bring your football uniforms. DON'T BE LATE!" "Yes Sir." Was all we could manage to say as we left his office. That night Colt unlocked me so I could fuck him and get some release after what had happened. Then we fell asleep in each other's arms contemplating what could be in store for us tomorrow. Also, we wondered. If Sarge knew about our video antics, did anyone else?

I was hooking up with this couple I met through friends at Pride, one Latino one white guy, it was our 3rd or 4th time together. All of us fit and in our 30s, 2xist undies strewn across the floor as was the fashion in 2002. I was doggy on the bed, Latino guy eating my ass and white guy uncapped poppers and held them under my nose. I fucking wanted it bad, before I knew it Latino guy was in me bare and fucked me, they traded places and both planted seed in me. After the fuck we showered together and got into clean 2xists, and I shared that this was my first time barebacking. We had a nice long talk about their bareback practices, who they went bare with, and how long they had been barebacking. It was hot and felt right for me and for that time. I went bareback with good buddies for the next few years. I gradually grew to detest condoms and at the same time had a greater sense of peace with the possibility of becoming poz. In just a few years I was taking raw anon cock and cum at the baths and had become a true barebacker. That felt more right than ever.

"yesss thats the way max, all the way in" ollie coaxed the heated teen as he grit his teeth in protest. "isnt that nice? see? I told you I know exactly what big cocks need." Oliver began gently working his hips. "you gotta take your time max. thats how you get the most cum out of a big cock like yours." ollies moist cheeks gently slapped against max's thighs as his ass drooled copious seed down the teens balls. "I cant cum in you..." max panted. "sure you can max, see?" ollie lifted his balls aside and leaned back, showcasing the teens throbbing cock inside him. "see how your big dick fits just right? come on. one or two little squirts sure would feel nice wouldnt it?" Ollie flexed his hips and continued expertly miliing the boy. "just enjoy max and when you need to dont fight it, let it cum. our little secret, i promise." Max groaned as the boy expertly continued rising up and down on the boy. "mmmgh, god max that big cocks making me cum." Oliver grunted as his own cock slowly drooled a thick warm trail of seed down his balls and onto the boys taut abs, his hole contracting firmly along Max's length. Doug stroked gently as he watched his magnum opus. Oliver, his perfect specimen, gently riding his sons bare prick with the most futile of protest. once he drained max's bloated balls that would be the party in its entirety. Every man serviced, atleast once, by the insatiably luxurious hole between the slender boys tight cheeks. He wasnt even certain the drugs mattered anymore. This was Olivers final form, built to service an endless world of cock. glancing over at josephs dozing form, he gently milked a dollop of precum from his cockhead and pushed it between the boys slumbering cheeks. "mmgh" joseph grumbled. "thats a boy. relax." Doug dribbled more cock slime onto josephs hole and continued his ministrations. Joseph wasnt very keen on bottoming, but Doug enjoyed waiting until the partied out top finally passed out to fill him full of seed as he had on so many occasions before. Once his ring glistened, doug straddled the fit young pig and began pushing into his warm tight hole. "Oh joey youre so good to my cock baby." Doug sighed as he began gently dragging the length of his cock in and out of the slumbering tattooed otter. Reaching under the boy, he pulled his cock between his legs and began massaging the dripping pierced glans. "There we go joey, lets milk the nice big cock" As the boys cock began to grow, his hole began to contract around dougs formidable girth, gently tugging and massaging, coaxing dougs cock ever closer to releasing its warm thick seed. Doug enjoyed making Joey perform, watching his body betray him and surrender to his hard slimy tool. "ah there it is. time to fill the hole baby" Doug sighed as Josephs asshole suddenly gripped his cock, and his hand filled with the boys copious seed. Pushing forward, Doug began filling the slumbering young mans hole over and over as he pumped his balls dry. What had started as just a quickie between Max and Oliver was now a sweat soaked fight to steal a second load from the drugged teen. "let it cum max, fill me up again. I know you want it" Oliver hissed as he pounded the boys aching member into his greasy greedy cunt. "ones not enough maxie youre still hard. Just let my nice pink pussy suck those big cum filled balls dry. our little secret, remember?" oliver watched as the boy groaned and the familiar throb began again inside his body. "good boy, cum inside." Oliver chanted breathlessly over and over as Max's cock surrendered the last of its seed to the demanding boy. As Oliver collapsed atop a puddle of his own cum and into max's chest, the boys panted together. Max looked down at the weary teen, his slim hips, well defined curves, his incredible hole as it clung to his prick. "I gotta take a piss" Max grumbled as he began to lift the boy in protest. "do it" Oliver clung to max. "i dont..ive never...." max fumbled for the words as he knew exactly wht oliver wanted. "piece of cake." oliver smiled into max's eyes. "just relax. nice and easy. look at me." Max sighed and stared into Olivers eyes. To Max's surprise, as if on queue, he began fill the boy with his own piss. "there you go" Oliver grinned. Oliver really seemed to know exactly what his body...his cock...needed. "see? not hard at all" Oliver carefully lifted himself from the spent teen as a dribble of piss and seed travelled down his inner thigh. "You can cum in me when you need to cum again" Oliver casually remarked as he wandered back to the kitchen for another bump and a snack.

I love everything about sucking cock.i love being down on my knees for men.specially when other men are watching me and seeing how slutty and submissive I am. I love the taste of cock and the smell. I love how cocks feel in my mouth. from the first time I sucked a cock I loved the soft spongy feel of the head in my mouth. I love the feeling of a big hard cock sliding in an out of my throat. I love how it makes me feel like a slut and a faggot. I love how it makes me look like a whore. I love how deepthroating a cock or getting my throat fucked makes me drool all over the cock. I love feeling a guys balls slapping against my chin. I love knowing that guys know me as a cocksucking faggot.i have no gag reflex cause I was truly born to suck cock. it shows how cockhungry and cumthyrsty I am.i don't just suck cock. I AM a cocksucker.

Personally, I prefer orgies, where everyone is fucking and swapping around and joining different clusters of men throughout the night instead of gangbangs -- both in real life and in porn, but I do agree that most porn videos focus on gangbangs vs. orgies.