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I'm so stupid. I thought everyone was honest about their status. I was wrong. I just turned 18 a couple of days ago and decided to hit the apps. It didn't take long for me to start getting messages. I've always had a thing for older men and about ten of them in their 40's or above flooded my mailbox. I was looking for safe sex and all but one wanted to breed me. I declined their offer but kept them as favorites just in case. The gentleman that won my virginity said he was neg and would use a condom. Two hours later I'm standing at his door nervous as hell. He opened the door and led me directly into his bedroom. He had me strip down and then remove his clothes as well. I noticed he had a few tattoos but it was kinda dark in his room so I really couldn't tell what they were. While on my knees removing his socks he grabbed the back of my head and shoved his cock down my throat. I didn't resist because I was there to serve. He fucked my mouth good for about ten minutes before holding me still and cumming down my throat. I had no choice but to swallow. He said he was clean so I had no worries about swallowing his cum. After he finished he had me get on the bed on my stomach. He got on the bed with me and spread my cheeks. He then starts eating my hole and helping me loosen up. Occasionally it felt like his fingernails would scrape my insides but I thought that was normal so I didn't say anything. After about 15 minutes of eating my hole and getting me ready he told me it was time to say goodbye to my innocence. I heard him open up the condom but I didn't look back to make sure he actually put it on. Big mistake. He slid his cock in slowly to let my ass adjust to his size. He was around 7 inches long and fairly thick. Not as thick as a coke can but close enough. Once my ass adjusted to his cock he held a bottle under my nose and told me to sniff. I did as he said and soon my head was swimming but I was hornier than I'd ever been in my life. He started fucking my hole slow at first. Every few minutes he would have me sniff the bottle again and by now my penis was so hard it was hurting. My ass loosened up more and he really started fucking my ass harder and faster. He had me take another hit of the bottle and I lost all inhibitions. I wanted to feel his cum inside me. I started begging him to flood my ass. He let out an evil laugh and said don't worry slut you're going to get more than just my cum. Just then he let out a primal scream and I felt his cum flooding my ass. Being so horny and high I started cumming myself without ever touching my penis. As the euphoria started wearing off I realized I had taken him raw and his cum was brewing inside of me. Before I had time to do anything he grabbed a butt plug and shoved it in my ass. Still dazed by everything that just happened I was strapped to the bed with my ass on display. I realized what happened and tried to protest to no avail. Because I wouldn't be quiet he put tape over my mouth and told me to shut up. Once I calmed down he told me that he was poz and not on meds. For some reason upon hearing this I had another orgasm without touching myself. My body shook from the orgasm. It dawned on me that I was now this man's cumdump for as long as he wanted me. I didn't fight it and just accepted my fate.

PART 3 The bedroom was small and dark, like the rest of the apartment. The fan tried moving the hot air around, but it was still muggy. He laid me on the bed on my back, raising my legs. I felt him tug on the thing vibrating in my ass. The vibration stopped. I grunted when he popped it out, feeling a relief as my ass was getting a break from the stimulation. He let my legs fall back to the bed. He began massaging my feet, the pressure feeling so good. He began working up to my calves and I groaned softly with the pleasure. My legs raised, he moved in closer, and I felt his hefty cock laying against my balls. “You want this so badly,” he said intently but softly. “Your boyfriend did, too. He kept coming back. He got nervous and ran off that first night, but he came back a few nights later. Ready for it. Wanting it so badly that he begged me for it.” I could picture it in my head. Jared here in this apartment, ass spread on the couch like I just was. Laying in this bed like I am now. This weird craving for Henry’s cock. Jared and I have fucked each other, so I know the sounds he makes. I know how he likes it. And now I realized he was wanting more than what we were doing. I remember the night just before he left for the summer when he pulled the condom off of me while we were fucking. Henry was massaging my thighs, then reached the sensitive spot on either side of my pelvis. Here he was more delicate, stimulating rather than massaging. I groan and arched my back. I didn’t know how sensitive this spot was. I started to writhe, losing control as he worked his hands up my torso. “I was deep inside your boyfriend, college boy. He’d never had raw cock before mine. You haven’t had it yet, either. I gave him what he really wanted …. What he was made for. I fucked him raw and put my seed in him. And you know what? Each time I did, he needed more. He kept coming back and I kept pozing his ass.” I felt his cock press harder against my pelvis, the sweat lubing his cock so it slid across my body. He pinned me with his body, the weight feeling so good on top of me. “Do the same to me,” I said quietly to Henry. He grinned, pushing himself back into a kneeling position between my legs. He lifted my legs,, pressing my knees to my chest. My muscles were so relaxed that I easily folded into the position. It felt odd, being compressed like that. I could feel him moving his pelvis, his cock brushing against my ass which was hiked up. He teased my ass with his cock while making out. Slowly he reached backward for some of the things he’d brought from the living room with us. I looked down the length of my body. I could see it. His raw cock. Long and hard as he slowly slicked with lube. There was no rubber. Part of me thought I should say something about a condom. Now was the time to do it. He’d put one on if he wanted to fuck me badly enough. But those words weren’t able to form in my mouth. I pictured Jared laying here like me, Henry doing the same motions, massaging his own cock as he spread lube across it. Jared gave into him; he took that cock raw and got pozzed by this man. Deep inside I knew I was going to do the same. Henry pressed a bottle of poppers under my nose, squeezing off one nostril then the other as I took a couple of hits. “Hold it in until I tell you to exhale.” I did as I was told, feeling the heaviness held in my lungs. “Exhale slowly.” I let it out slowly, again smelling the distinct odor of the poppers. The rush slammed me at once, my heart excelerating and a hot feeling moving up through my body and out across my arms, all my muscles relaxing. My head started to swim a bit. But what I really felt was an intense hunger in my ass. I started breathing heavier. Henry knew; he was towering over my body, watching me succumb, waiting for this moment. He didn’t miss a beat, rolling my legs back further so my feet were directly over my head. “Someone looks hungry,” he growled. I saw one hand go to his long cock and take aim. He pressed his body forward, and I lost sight of his cock as I felt pressure on my hole. I could feel the heat coming off his cock – the heat of his raw skin. No rubber, nothing between us. This wild, primal thrill went through me. I wanted to say something … anything … but couldn’t form a single word. All I heard was my heart pounding in my chest, and suddenly felt the sharp pressure of penetration into my bare ass. “Ahhh!” was the only sound I could manage to make. His raw cock continued to slide up into my eager hole, and I let out a soft whimper. I could feel his trimmed pubic hair brushing up against my spread ass. “That’s it, college boy. Just breathe. Your ass is so ready for this. It wants this. Just let those muscles wrap themselves around my cock.” I breathed deep and started to relax again, the anxious thoughts falling away as I felt Henry flex his dick inside me. I was swimming in the poppers, beer and thick summer heat. I looked at Henry, my eyes feeling kinda groggy, but my body totally awake. Henry stayed where he was, his thick cock sitting inside me, letting me get used to the feeling. I felt the heat of his raw skin against mine, radiating inside me. Then he began to move. It was a subtle movement at first, his dick just kind of massaging me from the inside. But his movements quickly became strokes, and he picked up speed. I was getting fucked — raw fucked. “How’s it feel, college boy? How’s that raw cock feel?” I’d never felt anything like this before. His cock glided in and out of my hole. I could feel the contours of his dick as it pushed and pulled at my hole. “Fuck! That’s amazing!” Henry responded by pushing my legs wider, holding my ankles, and staring down at me. His face was contorted with his own pleasure, and he even rolled his head back, closing his eyes, just feeling the sensations on his cock. Feeling himself deep inside me. He started fucking me harder. The sounds of skin slapping skin got louder, and I felt sweat dripping off him onto my abs. I was moaning now, totally lost in the fuck. “That’s it, college boy. Take my cock like your boyfriend does. I knew you were a fuckhole like he is.” “Fucking pound me!” I roared as he was pounding into me, my body shaking with each thrust of his cock. I wanted more! “Fuck yeah, fuckhole! Perfect little fuckhole,” he said, sweating pouring down his body. Henry started slowing down, then pulled out. He leaned back into a kneeling position again, panting. His dick was standing straight up, slathered in lube and wet with my ass. It was a deep red, raw, engorged from pounding my hole. “Fuck boy! This is intense!” “Did you cum?” I asked nervously. I felt a mix of fear and disappointment. Fear that he’d cum inside me — no one ever had. I’d always done the right thing and been fucked with a condom. But there was also a feeling of disappointment I didn’t understand. Did I want to get loaded? He already told me he is poz. But a part of me wanted to have that, to take that load. “No, college boy. You haven’t earned that, yet. You’re gonna know when it happens — you’ll feel it.” He rolled me onto my side, then laid down behind me. He lifted one of my legs. I felt him positioning the head of his cock to line up with my hole again. “I can’t take much more,” I said. “My hole is getting sore.” I felt his cock slide away from my hole and his body turned slightly. “Your boyfriend said the same thing the first time I gifted him.” He fumbled around for a moment, then pushed the bottle of poppers up under my nose, roughly pushing the bottle neck into my nostril. “Take four long hits, holding your breath between each one,” he ordered me. “This is what its like to be a fuckhole. You don’t just get pozzed. You have to earn it.” [Let me know how you’re enjoying the story. Can simply click the blue heart or leave a message. I’ll say I’m really enjoying writing this for ya’ll]

PART 2 It wasn’t a long walk to his place. The sweat was dripping off me in the heat, and I was feeling a bit light headed between the heat and beers. I was relieved when we got to his place, climbing the steps to the third floor apartment in the old house. “I hope you have A/C,” I said. “I hope you like fans.” It was a small, older apartment. We walked in through the small kitchen. There was an old stove, and a table with two chairs. I noted there were some medication bottles sitting on the table. I could see part of the couch through the doorway into the living room. The air was pretty thick and stuffy. Henry went and turned on a couple fans while I just stood in the doorway between the kitchen and living rooms. Henry disappeared into the bedroom; I could hear a fan click on and some rustling. He came back out naked, his hefty cock semi-hard and swinging as he walked. “It’s a lot cooler without clothes.” I still only had my shorts on, and he got those off of me quickly. My eyes were fixed on his cock, which was getting harder by the second. I wrapped my hand beneath it, feeling the weight. It was growing longer, moderately thick at the base and tapering to a narrower head. “It’s good for working its way into tight spaces,” he grinned. I thought he would start playing with my cock, which had become totally hard on its own; instead, he reached back and ran his hand down the small of my back and between my ass cheeks. The sweat rolling down my back had slicked the route he followed down to my hole. I gasped as he pressed a finger right into my hole. It was rough and shocking, but sent this electrical jolt up into my body. “Seems college boys like their holes played with,” he grinned, then leaned in and started making out with me. His fingers kept massaging around my hole while one slipped in and out. The sweat wasn’t enough to make it slippery inside, but there was something hot about being roughly fingered — standing naked in this guy’s darkened living room. I groaned as he manhandled my ass for a couple minutes. Finally he reached up, wrapped his other hand around my head, and pushed me down toward his cock. “You have work to do before you earn my cock in that ass of yours.” I dropped to my knees in front of him, wearing only my flip flops. I love sucking dick, and I couldn’t resist getting to work on it. The shaft was already long and stiff, and it took me several attempts to ease it into the back of my throat. I gagged a bit as I tried to negotiate it deeper. Henry moaned softly. “That’s it, college boy. Deep throat that cock.” He rested on hand on the back of my head, coaxing me but not forcing. He was letting me do the work while he reaped the rewards of my cock worshipping. I was getting more turned on as I worked his cock, feeling the semi-hardon become rock solid in my mouth. It was hard to swallow the entire length, but I took a couple breaths, relaxed my throat, and slowly engulfed the whole shaft. Henry still didn’t push me.. I nuzzled my nose into his pubic hair, inhaling the scent of sweat and musk. My cock flexed with excitement. “Talented boy,” he said softly, almost reverently. He stroked my hair, still not pushing. I slowly backed off his engorged cock and looked up. There was pride on my face followed by a bit of a goofy grin as he sighed in pleasure. Without being asked, I descended onto his cock again, letting it slide past my tonsils and into my throat. Holding it there a moment, unable to do anything more. I felt saliva pooling and started to choke, so I pulled off quickly. “Get up on the couch, turn around so your ass is facing me. I want to eat that ass.” I knelt on the couch, my legs spread and chest against the back cushions. It felt hot offering up my ass that way, him kneeling behind me on the floor at the edge of the couch. I felt his hands massaging my ass; despite the heat in the apartment, his hands felt cool against my skin, and he started to gently blow on my hole. The sensation sent tingles through me again. I whimpered softly as he tantalized my hole. No one had ever played with it like this. Suddenly I felt a hot, wet sensation glazing my hole. I moaned, “ Fuck … that’s amazing….” “Like your ass eaten, do you?” He returned his tongue to my hungry hole. My body squirmed a little, the sensations coursing through me were so intense. He slapped my ass, shocking me and I yelped. “Look at this college boy!” He spread my ass apart and dove deeper into my hole with his tongue. His thumbs massaging the muscle surrounding my hole while his tongue probed me. “Oh fuck….” I whispered, overcome with the sensations. I’d never had my ass played with like this before. “Look at that…” he said as my ass convulsed, my hole naturally pulsing for him to see. “Someone’s ass is begging to be bred. Is that what it wants, college boy?” The word ‘bred’ struck me as odd on some level. I expected to hear ‘you wanna get fucked’ since my other hookups had said it. But he seemed to mean something else. A voice inside me wanted to ask about it, but it was last in intense sensations the assplay was bringing. “This ass is beautiful. Your hole is so pink. And so fucking tight, It doesn’t get used much, does it, college boy?” “No,” I said, suddenly feeling embarrassed and inexperienced. Did he think I was bad at this? Was Jared better at bottoming. I hadn’t bottomed much, and it had usually felt very clunky. Henry was doing it very different, and my ass felt amazing. Suddenly I was afraid he would stop. I turned to try and look behind me. He was still kneeling at the edge of the couch. His cock was standing straight up, even without him touching it. Deep down I felt a primal urge — a desperate need for that cock. “I want to get bred,” I said quickly, mimicking the word he’d used earlier. His face split with an intense grin, and his cock bounced up and down, twitching with excitement. “Do you now? I’m gonna make that happen for you. But first we need to loosen up that hole. He stood up, his long cock pointing straight out toward my ass. I thought he was going to start fucking me then, which made me tense with anxiety. “Stay right there,” he said, and instead of fucking me he disappeared into the bedroom. I felt awkward and strange, kneeling on the couch with my ass sticking out. I’d been fucked on all fours a couple times, but this felt very different. Kneeling here, my ass exposed, waiting ….. I couldn’t hear much over the whirring fans in both rooms. A minute later he returned with some small objects in each hand, but I didn’t recognize them right away. “FUCK!” He growled, “That is one hot ass!” His comment made me feel even more awkward; no one had ever talked like this before …. Talking at me, rather than with me. I felt more like an object than a partner. He knelt down behind me again, setting the objects down out of my eye sight. There heard a series of quick, short squeaks, then a smooth, cool liquid was being spread on pink my hole. His other hand reached under me and began glazing my hardon with the same liquid. My head snapped backward and I moaned. “That’s it, college boy. Just enjoy it. I’m gonna make you feel sooooo good. You’re gonna give me this ass, and I’m gonna give you something special in return.” His fingers began to probe my hole again. It was different than the rough fingering before; the lube he was spreading inside me made the prowling smooth. He worked his fingers deeper into me than he’d been so far. I felt the sharp pain of my hole being stretched, and I think I grimaced. “You’re fine,” he said calmly into my ear. “Just relax. Relax those muscles, college boy. It’s time to give in to the gift.” “Yes, sir” I moaned, suddenly thinking of the line I’d heard in a few porn videos. I’d never said it before during sex, but it seemed somehow right in the moment. The intense feelings were overwhelming, and I pushed my own face into the rough fabric of the couch. I couldn’t help but groan and his fingers probed me deeper, stretching my hole, all while he massaged my cock. “You’re gonna make me cum,” I begged. “Oh, that’s a long ways off, college boy. You have to satisfy my cock before you get to cum.” His fingers left my hole and I gasped at the relief. My heart was pounding and I was breathing heavy. The mix of the beers, muggy heat, and intense pleasure left my muscles feeling drained and weak all of a sudden. I kind of slumped over on the couch, needing to stretch my leg muscles. He grinned at me as I rolled onto my back. He pulled me forward a bit, so my ass what at the edge of the cushion. It was an awkward position because my upper body was half folded on itself, my lower back against the seat cushion, while my shoulders were pressed upright against the back of the couch. He was doing something out of sight beneath me, his eyes toward the floor. Then he looked up at my hole and pressed something cool and firm inside me. I winced, but he didn’t stop. There was a wired buzzing sound, and a vibration starting pulsing through my ass and up into my body. It was such a foreign feeling and I didn’t know what to make of it. “This’ll finish loosening you up, college boy.” He stood up, hovering over me. My body was oddly splayed on the couch, and I felt both awkward and powerless in the moment. My face was contorted with the mix of pleasure of weirdness pulsing inside me, my warms out to the sides, and my legs half holding themselves in the air. “You’re fucking hot,” he said. “I love seeing a college boy like this.” He reached down, grabbed my arm, and pulled me to a standing position.My legs felt wobbly, and my balance was off. He pulled me tight against him for stability, then kissed me deeply. He looked me in the eye. “I can see how confused you are. You want this so badly, but part of you is afraid because you’ve never let go like this. And you aren’t sure what is coming next, but deep down you know what is coming next and you really, REALLY want it. You’ve been told all these years you’re not supposed to want this. You’re supposed to play safe like a good, clean college boy. But the fact is you are a dirty slut and desperately want what you’re not supposed to have.” He looked at me intensely. “Isn’t that right, college boy? You want this?” I was silent. Conflicted. Everything he’d said was true. I wasn’t supposed to want this. I should grab my clothes and go. I was afraid because this guy was going to break all the rules. That’s what Jared had tried to tell me but couldn’t — Henry broke all the rules. He’d used Jared, broken his rules, and now he was going to do the same to me. The good boy in me wanted to run, but I was powerless to because I desperately wanted this. “Let’s get you into the bedroom where we have more room.” [If you’re enjoying the story, let me know. You can simply click the blue heart to keep inspiring the story.]

It was unexpected – I’ll admit that right up front. In fact, I wasn’t even planning or looking to get laid that day. I was 20 years old and taking a summer class, so I stayed at my college for the first part of the summer. The college was located in a small town, mostly bars and mom-and-pop stores with homes built in the mid 1990s. When the college emptied out for the summer, so did the town. In fact, several of the bars closed for the season due to lack of business. It was a weekday afternoon. I was done with my class and decided to walk the mile and a half to the convenience store to grab a few things for my dorm room. It was an unusually warm day, so I pealed off my shirt, walking in just my shorts and flip flops. The sun felt awesome and, to be honest, I was feeling kinda sexy. I wasn’t thinking rationally — I know gingers are supposed to avoid the direct sun, but I didn’t care. I didn’t usually strut around shirtless in public, but the heat demanded it, and it felt good to do so. I wanted to feel free and sexy. Not that there were many people around to see. I was walking past the row of college bars. Things were pretty dead this afternoon. I saw one of the staples of Bar Row was open, The Pit. I’d been in there just a few times. It was more of a Townie bar, though the college students would certainly go in on weekends. The front of the bar was open to the street, and most of the seating was at the bar itself. I saw a few people sitting there drinking. One guy caught my attention. He was wearing jeans and a shirt with sneaker; his clothes had some paint stains on them. He had a mop of dirty blonde hair under a baseball cap. I think his name was Henry, and I’d met him a few months earlier through a friend of mine. Henry was a Townie, and he’d fucked my friend Jared during the school year. He saw me on the sidewalk and waved, then motioned me to come up to the bar. I hesitated. He motioned again, and I took a few tentative steps, not sure about going into the bar. Did I need to put on my shirt? What if they wanted ID? “How’s it going?” He asked as I got closer. “Good. Just walking down to the store.” “You’re Jeremy, right?” “Yeah. You’re Henry, right?” He grinned. “So you remembered me? I didn’t expect that.” He motioned to the bartender. “He needs a beer.” I froze, figuring this was where I got tossed out. “What are you drinking?” I answered and an icy bottle appeared in front of me. Henry pushed the little pile of dollar bills closer to the edge of the bar, and the bartender took some out of it. Seems any paying customer is welcome on a slow day. Henry and I made some idle chat while sharing a beer. Then he ordered us a pitcher. Henry wasn’t a great conversationalist. He was a local painter, never been to college, and had lived most of his life in this area. He didn’t travel much, except down to Key West a couple of times to “check things out.” He did talk about some resorts he went to that “were really hot and a lot of fun.” He was giving off subtle signs he was interested. Hr brought up my friend Jared, who had introduced us. “Jared’s a lot of fun once he relaxes,” Henry said grinning. “You two ever play together?” The question caught me off guard. I didn’t even talk about what I do sexually with someone else. I felt awkward and exposed by the question. I probably blushed. “We’ve played around a bit.” Henry grinned. “Probably not the way I’ve played with him. I think Jared learned a few new things.” That sent a thrill though me. Jared and I had had sex several times, usually after being out on the weekend. But we’d also shared a couple intentional nights where we explored together. He’d been the first person to fuck me. Only a couple guys had done it since. There was something about Henry that Jared had tried to tell me about. I knew they’d had sex a few times while I was dating someone briefly. Something about it had surprised Jared, and kind of bothered him, but he wouldn’t say what it was. “Did Jared tell you I am poz?” I froze for a moment. “No. He didn’t.” “Ah. I thought he might have. It spooked him at first, even left my apartment the first time I told him. But he came back. Once you get past all the stories about it, you realize you can still have a lot of fun.” I didn’t answer, unsure what to say. I’d always been told to avoid it, not to hook up with someone who was poz, that condoms were essential for sex, even when giving a blow job. I’d tried using them for a blow job, and it was totally awful — I decided it was worth the risks to suck a bare cock. At one point Henry slid off his stool to go the restroom, running his hand across my abs as he did so. I didn’t pull away. He was probably twice my age, but something about this was alluring. I’d never been in this situation before, and there was something about it that made me tingle. I also had to pee, so I took the opportunity to follow him toward the restroom. It was a dingy, smelly trough in the basement. Henry was standing there finishing up, shaking his dick vigorously. He looked over at me and grinned. He shook it again, letting me see the head. I was definitely feeling the beers and just stared at his cock as I stood at the trough and pulled out my own. “You like what you see?” He asked. I hesitated. What do I say? This isn’t how I’ve met guys in the past. Sure I’d snuck peeks at guys dicks at the urinal before, but never so obviously, and no one had ever asked me that question in the bathroom. “It’s okay, college boy. You should like it.” Henry stepped closer, and my hand automatically reached out to feel his dick. It was semi hard. A thrill went right through my body. The door creaked and Henry stepped away immediately. Another guy walked in, loudly proclaiming his need to pee. Henry zipped up and walked out as I struggled to hide my hardon. It took me a minute before I could pee with it. When I went back to the bar, he was back having his beer. “Finish your beer and then we’ll move on?” He suggested. “I have some beers at my place.” My heard starting racing. He wanted to take me back to his place. I wasn’t naïve or stupid. I knew what this was. My cock was hard again. I hadn’t had sex in weeks and was feeling super horny. Henry had fucked Jared a bunch of times — he must be good if Jared kept going back. And now I wondered how soon Jared had known Henry was poz. It made be nervous knowing that, and I should probably say “no thanks.” But I couldn’t muster those words. Standing there in just my shorts and flip flops, shirt tucked into my shorts, I wanted to see what would happen. His hands reached up under the leg of my shorts and started caressing the inside of my thigh. I got super nervous that the bartender would notice, but no one was watching us. “Did Jared tell you I have a thing for gingers? I’d asked him about you a few times.” I didn’t know either of those things. “Let’s get going, college boy. I have something I’ve been wanting to give you for awhile.” [If you’re enjoying the start of the story, let me know. You can simply click the blue heart to inspire the story.]

Chapter one Don’t cum inside me without a condom! The Stud Starting at the beginning when I first discovered dominating, barebacking, and breeding. For several years I had bad luck with sex, I knew I wasn’t a bttm early but no one could take my large dick. It turns out the size is less of an issue when you remove the rubber. So one night after the bar I was crashing on a friend's couch, a mutual friend crashed on the floor. Part way through the night I was cold so I picked him up and put him on the couch with me to cuddle. I’m pretty sure I didn't even wake him while doing so. I snuggled back and a while later I felt him rub his ass against me. I took it a step further and pulled his underwear down. I didn’t have condoms but I was so fucking horny I decided to tease his ass with my cock. I was surprised when my dick went in with a small shove, it had never been this easy to enter a guy with a condom on. He noticed though. It definitely woke him up. I pumped a few times in and out and he moaned with pleasure. —Side note I’m lucky he’s bi, I had no idea what his orientation was at the time.— This is the first time I was ever able to put my whole cock inside a man and feel his ass stroke me with every thrust. I knew right away condoms were my enemy. I was still fucking him slow, savouring the new feeling and assuming that this was temporary that it could all stop if I wasn’t careful. Then he gave me an idea that hadn’t even crossed my mind. The first and only thing he said to me was a meek whisper “please don’t cum inside me without a condom on”. A switch went off an I went from being afraid he would stop me to being determined to take him. I told him “yes baby” and started pounding him deep and fast and in less than a minute I was shooting a huge load right up his ass and watched his face shoved into the pillow contort with pleasure, fear and confusion. He asked why I came inside him when he told him not to and I pretended that I misheard him, but I didn’t apologise. He said he’s okay with what I did, but not to do it again. Hahaha, I've bred this guy so many times since then, more than he realizes. This night transformed me into a load giver. When I pick a guy to load he gets it deep every time, and I prefer a challenge. The Prey Saturday night and the weather's warming up. I needed to go out and drink. Some guys from my dorm are going out to the gay bar and I figured I’d join them. I’m bi but I haven’t done much with guys yet, it’s too risky. We had a fun night dancing and I had way too much to drink. I didn’t realize that at the time and so agreed to go to an afterparty in a house nearby. The after party turned out to be just a few people chilling out playing video games. Somehow I fell asleep on the floor by the couch and only noticed when someone picked me up and put me on the couch. It felt really nice to be handled this way, and I was pleased to realize he was joining me on the small couch. I felt him press up against my back with his hard cock my ass. --Wait! Why can I feel his skin? Where are my pants?!-- I guess he could tell I liked it anyway. I felt him adjust so his head was at my hole. This is now the farthest I’ve ever gone with a guy. I’ve played with my own ass, but never had anyone this close. I wanted him to fuck me, but I didn’t have a condom so of course we can’t… Suddenly he pushed all the way in. I was shocked, it did hurt but I was still drunk enough to ignore the pain. He doesn’t have a condom on! He starts pumping his cock in and out in long strokes, every time he pulls back i panic about fucking bare, but as soon as he pumps in my brain goes blank with pleasure. I’ve never felt my prostate this much, his cock is warm and so incredibly deep. His thrusts are getting faster and his breathing is getting shorter. I know what this means and I really start to panic and tense up. I had enough wits about me to demand. “Please don’t cum inside without a condom on!” He gripped my torso hard and hissed “yes baby”. --good he heard me.-- Then he sped up more and pounded so hard it really started to hurt. I was about to tell him to stop, I’m not sure that he would have thought, when he thrust deep into me and his cock pulsed. I turned my head around to tell him to pull out! But he just covered my face with his hand and shoved me into the pillow. I couldn’t say anything, I tried to squirm free but I think that just milked his cock more. Finally after what felt like forever the pulsing stopped, he sighed and let me go. Immediately I demanded “Why did you cum in me when I told you not to!”. He smiled, winked and told me he thought I told him to cum inside. I guess that’s possible. I didn’t want to make a scene so I just said “whatever, now you know, don’t do it again.” He just replied with “yes baby”, pulled his shorts on and left. I passed out exhausted, still drunk, and apparently full of cum. Now it’s noon I’m hungover, walking back to my dorm wondering how I let last night happen and his huge load escapes with what I thought was going to be a small fart. People can see it, there’s no way they can’t. This is why they call it the walk of shame.

Part 56 - A Final Royal Dalliance Tom and Mateo sat by the waters edge deep in conversation, somehow Tom already knew their antics would be coming to an end soon so this was their chance to make the most of their raunchy sessions. Hannes made no secret that if his relationship with Mateo progressed he wanted them to exclusive. Tom was also acutely aware that he had to put all his effort in to Gareth, after all he had heard from Asa that Gareth was a handful in bed. It was the more outdoor type of guy that Gareth was that really captured Tom, well he was a farmer boy at heart and he loved the rugged edginess about Gareth, aside from his apparent very ripped body and blond hair. Alex and Max wandered over curious as to what the two of them were so deep in conversation about, they were happy for Mateo but also worried knowing how sexually involved Tom was with him. Liam called over as the butler approached to collect their things now the sun was setting. They all piled back to the royal suite for dinner without having to shower, it certainly made a change from all the normal formality. The seven of them chilled out, relaxed and just enjoying themselves for once. Artem was finding the whole experience eye opening, being around so many people in love was surfacing a deep hearted secret and desire. Ever since that kiss with Alex, where he lied through his teeth, he was never in the head space to accept or contemplate men. He had come to understand that maybe there was a hint of him being bisexual and seeing them all happy was leaving him out. It certainly hadn't disgusted him kissing Alex, but he was a prince and he was more of stickler for Royal Protocol than Liam was. Matters had not been helped seeing Franco waver over this ballet dancer, there was a merest hint of jealously since they had become very good friends. Subtle things like enjoying it when Franco put his arm around him when they walked and talked or swam together. Right now he didn't know what to do about it, instead he took a back seat and just enjoyed their friendship and keeping him at arms length, more for his own protection than anything. Franco, Liam and Artem decided to go and watch the live music in the main bar, naturally giving strict instructions that Alex and Max were to stay in the suite and telling Tom and Mateo they were in charge of the wellbeing. Alex laughed and Max was no better, but the stern look they got from Liam and Franco, who was becoming a chip off the Liam block, told them they were not joking. Liam went to the bar and ordered some drinks and whilst waiting he turned looking around the bar. He smiled noticing how Franco and Artem sat there having an animated discussion, there was a certain sparkle in Franco's eyes that watched every move Artem made. Smiling he turned back to the barman and picked up the bottles of beer. Tom returned to the balcony and seeing the three of them off "Now what?" he asked sitting down. "Want some more wine?" Max asked waving the bottle at Tom, "Nah, would rather have you!" he said. Alex chuckled and sat forward "Mateo, how about it?" he asked, "Your last bit of sex with us?". Mateo stood looking impatiently at Alex "Come on" he said holding his hand out. There was very little formality with the four of them piling in to bedroom of Alex and Max, even during the short journey from the balcony to the bed they were all pent up, flirting and fondling outrageously. Swapping around and now Tom grabbed Alex and kissed him deeply moving him backwards until his knees buckled hitting the edge of the bed and falling back, Tom instantly on top pinning his arms above his head and continuing to kiss him. Max receiving an onslaught from Mateo relinquished any protesting as he knew that once he was in the mood he was the one who would be playing bottom first. Tom had stripped Alex naked and stood in the middle of the room enjoying a more sensual kiss as their hands roamed over each others bodies, Tom let out a loving sigh, his hands glided across the prince's smooth skin reaching down and grabbing the firm arse cheeks in caressing moves. Alex's hand was massaging Tom's balls quickly bringing him to an even harder erection, Tom moaned and quickly moved his hands up to Alex's shoulders pushing him down on to his knees. Tenderly Alex ran his tongue over the head and down the shaft of his cock causing it to bounce several times in anticipation, his tongue reaching the base then circled underneath as he kissed the succulent balls one by one, gently sucking on them and moving his tongue along the underneath of the shaft back to the head where again he licked it over before his lips closed around. Tom let out deep moan 'Oh fuck yes' he said through his moaning as Alex slipped deeper increasing the pressure of his sucking and closing his mouth around the cock. Normally by now Tom would have forced the guys head deep and throat fucked him but he was entranced with the technical work being done on his cock, that and he was a prince. It was subtle at first then grew as Alex tasted the tinge of saltiness telling him that Tom was already producing precum, his hands held firmly on to Tom's arse cheeks and he could feel the trembling in his legs. Alex kissed the head of his cock and stood up taking hold of it he guided Tom over to the bed where they both climbed on and resumed their kissing, hands wandering all over each other caressing and stroking, Alex moved his head down to Tom's left nipple where he sucked and bit softly and moving Tom on to his back. Alex worked his tongue down Tom's young body reaching the cock he licked his way up and closed in on the head again, Tom moaned and grabbed Alex's head forcing him down deeper on his cock with surprising results, he was amazed and surprised how talented Alex was. He allowed himself a few moments of pleasure controlling the prince before releasing his hand, his mouth worked back up the cock now drenched in saliva, noisily kissing his way back towards Tom's mouth. He greeted Alex with open mouth and their tongues swirling around depositing saliva in each other, slowly he swung his leg over Tom's body and his body followed sitting astride and looking down at Tom smiling. Gently his arse ran the length of the cock until Tom pushed him back slightly forcing it between his cheeks. He reached up and stroked Alex's face then placed his hand behind his neck pulling him forward to resume their kiss, his hips manipulating his cock towards Alex's hole. As soon as contact was made he wrapped his other arm around Alex's back pulling him down. He gasped in to Tom's mouth and winced slightly at the pain as his cock slipped inside, Alex leaned up pushing himself further down and taking all of Tom. Catching him off guard Max rolled Mateo on to his back and assumed the top position. As if the other knew what was about to happen their hands began wrestling for dominance but Mateo certainly had the strength advantage over Max. Flipping Max back over he was on top briefly before Max rolled him over again and this time managing to pin his arms across his chest. He looked over at the beautiful sight of Alex and Tom mid flow, his hands struggling to keep Mateo pinned down to the bed 'Stop struggling Mateo' Max said softly rubbing his arse against Mateo's cock. He smiled up at him 'Sit on it!' he demanded, Max laughed and leant forward kissing him and lifting his arse up and wriggling it until he got Mateo's cock poised at his hole. Max bit on his lower lip easing back as his cock opened him up sharply sinking all the way inside in one fluid motion. Alex moaned gently with his hips moving back and forth grinding down on his cock, he smiled then leaned forward kissing him deep. It was all Tom needed to know and he thrusted his hips up hard taking Alex, he was met by the prince grinding down harder against his cock. Their mouths touching, his arms wrapped around Alex holding him as they looked in to each others eyes. He made the mistake of glancing sideways as Max was being penetrated, the moment got Tom so worked up he didn't sense the start signs of his orgasm, instead it rushed through his body and expressing itself through his hips that pushed up hard against Alex's arse. Tom moaned pushing his hips up higher causing Alex to fall forward crashing their mouths together and leading to a frantic, erratic kiss. The force of his orgasm brought Alex to his, his hands pounding against the bed like he was possessed moving his hips back and forth harder until finally he felt it ebbing away. Max began bouncing on Mateo's cock, slowly at first then picking up speed and driving harder, he was loving having control of Mateo for once. He stared down moaning and smiling at him. It was a momentary lapse on his behalf that gave Mateo enough of an advantage to throw Max off balance and roll him on his back with his cock still buried in his arse, he made a pretend of resisting but was laughing and moaning at the same time. Mateo gently slapped him on the face then began to hammer home nailing Max good and proper, well it was good whilst it lasted Max thought. Mateo leaned forward and they kissed several times. Max gabbed his cock feeling his orgasm building up and managed to rub twice getting his foreskin back in time to expel his seed with some force, hitting him on the chin and chest. Mateo felt the change in Max's arse around his cock through his orgasm, he pushed in balls deep and began deep fucking Max knowing he was about to shoot his load. His whole body lurched and jerked forward then he moaned wildly, jabbing his cock hard several times then pushing down harder. Max grabbed hold of Mateo's waist gasping at the sheer force of his climax, until he stopped and ground his arse smiling down at Max. His lips clamped down on to Max's mouth rewarding him a very Mateo style kiss, despite their sex over his cock retained its firmness making his withdrawal painfully noisy. Max heaved a sigh of relief as he laid beside him. All of a sudden the four of them were laying on their backs giggling away like naughty school children from the heady mix of wine and the humidity. Tom was nodding off in a happy blissful state where as Mateo now kneeled looking at Alex 'Oh god!' he said trying to complain but knowing it was no good. He found himself spun over on to his stomach like a rag doll. Mateo dived down and rimmed Alex's hole causing him to squeal in pleasure, his eyes opened wider and looked directly at Max who grinned inching away from Alex who now looked as if he was bracing for impact from the rear. Sure enough the mattress sank slightly either side of his body as Mateo loomed over his body feeling his cock pushing up between his cheeks where it met his hole gliding it forward prising him open again. Alex moaned burying his head in the pillow the more he was penetrated by Mateo. His hips pushed forward and held position bottoming out in Alex, slowly he raised them the pushed down again causing Alex's legs to wriggle and lift up. Mateo chuckled and repositioned himself hooking the legs and pinning them to the bed, lowering himself down on top of Alex. Positioning his arms above Alex's head and ever so gently and he began fucking him. Slow at first taking his time kissing Alex when ever his head raised up from the deep penetrating strokes. He was incredibly turned on by the moaning coming from Alex, decreasing the time between each stroke and speed at which he was delivering them, he could feel Alex's feet squirming against the restraint, his high pitched moans now filled the room constantly waking Tom up from his slumber. Mateo shifted his position as he began to increase momentum, he wouldn't be able to hold on much longer as Alex was now pushing up meeting his downward thrusts 'Lay still, I do the work' Mateo said softly and Alex nodded. He continued fucking Alex with a mixture of soft tactile motions then hard fast ones. He let out a guttural moan as a warning shot before leaning forward, Alex felt the dull pain from Mateo's cock forcing its way deeper then holding there as his body went rigid, he moaned in pleasure unleashing his seed in to him in several torrents. The orgasm faded and his body collapsed on top of Alex as he now moved back to gentle caressing thrusts. Max laid there playing with his cock and looked at Tom who was halfway between drifting off to sleep. He chuckled and pushed Tom over on to his stomach, Tom raised his head feeling Max climb on top of him, turning to look at him he smiled and pushed his arse up. Max rubbed his cock between his arse cheeks then pushed down penetrating him with delectable movements. Tom giggled and moaned 'Dam!' he cried out as Max bottomed out in him and began fucking. Lowering his body down until he laid on top of Tom dead weighting him with just enough movement to kiss him. His arse moving up and down providing the momentum for his cock as he slowly fucked him. His hands grabbed hold of Tom's, the both moaned wildly as he picked up speed, Tom pushing his arse up to match his thrusts. His orgasm quickly surfacing through his aroused state after watching Alex and Mateo. His whole body stretched forward and his hips pushed down hard, moaning louder feeling his cock jump then pulse, setting his orgasm free through his cock. Tom giggled as Max kissed his then laying his down facing Tom the simply looked each other in the eye, both had big smiles on their face. It was such a satisfied look on Tom's face that it caused Max to laugh and grind his cock deeper in to Tom. Mateo laid on top of Alex for several minutes watching Max at work 'Nice!' he said rolling on to his side cuddling up to Alex who ran his hand over both Tom and Max. The ceiling fan blew cooling air over their bodies, Mateo was the only one awake and stared up at the fan as it silently cut through the air. Hannes was in his thoughts and he smiled turning his head watching the prince sleep. Not only had he found love, he finally had a proper life that was really his own, it was all down to the body laying close to him. He rolled on to his side and kissed Alex who murmured before turning on to his side pulling Mateo with him and falling back to sleep. Returning to a quiet suite Liam poked his head in the door and saw the four bodies strewn across the bed in various positions. Why he even bothered checking he had no idea, he knew they would probably end up in bed. By the time Mateo and Tom woke and tried to discreetly leave and head to their own suit Alex and Max were wide awake in each others arms. "So what now?" Alex asked with Max laying on top of him, "What happens with us?". Max kissed him delicately "We get married" he replied unsure where Alex was going with his question. Alex wrapped his arms around Max "No I mean us. Do we become exclusive?" he asked. Max chuckled "You are certainly not taking a mistress, no matter how royal you are" he replied. "Be serious Max" Alex pleaded and looking serious, "I would be happy what ever we decide". Max had no idea what to do in reality and shrugged "Keep it in the family" he suggested. Alex leaned up and kissed him "You mean Marty and Josh?" he asked. Max laughed "I think they consider us part of their relationship". Alex about to speak but Max put his hand over his mouth "Stop talking and let me make love to you". Alex smiled and ran his fingers down his back as their lips softly touched. Franco was already up and sitting on the beach having finished his first morning swim. Artem stood on the balcony looking across to beach where he sat, he was worried about the protection officers erratic behaviour around him. Sometimes he was close like best friends like last night, now this morning when he left for a swim it was like he was the one keeping a distance. Liam walked out on to the balcony with a cup of coffee seeing Artem staring over at Franco. Artem turned his head and smiled at his appearance "What is with you two?" Liam asked quietly. "Nothing" Artem quickly replied but Liam was not fooled by the look in his eye. Liam leaned on the balcony "He is actually very sexy for a guy" he said nodding towards Franco. Artem shrugged "If you say so" he mumbled trying not to look at Franco. "Would be a shame to see him end up with that ballet dancer" Liam said offering his coffee to Artem. "You think they will?" Artem asked accepting the cup and taking a swig. It was Liam's turn to shrug "He is very private about his private life, but there was a spark". Artem faked a smile "It is not easy having a lover outside of our royal world" Liam added. "I know. People just don't understand our devotion to them" Artem replied handing the cup back. Liam put his arm around his shoulder "You have a good friendship with Franco" he said. "What is that suppose to mean?" Artem replied looking defensive. Liam studied him for a moment then smiled "Just that. But I would look at it closely if I was you". Artem looked back over to Franco "That is a first getting advice from you" he said smiling. "Go to him and clear this wedge out of the way, we are beginning to notice it" Liam warned him. Liam always saw Artem playing the straight man rather too well, yet something weird had happened ever since Franco met this ballet dancer. He was more worried about Franco and that he may be veering off course and end up getting hurt dating an outsider. He was also being disrupted by whatever was boiling under the surface that had him wondering if it was Artem seeing them together. Ever since he knew Franco the guy always had that veil of mystery shrouding him, it wasn't to be secretive in any way, the guy just didn't talk about his personal life or preferences, to him that was his private world and no ones business. Artem looked at Liam knowing full well his friend was right, he stood up straight and left the balcony. Liam watched without saying a word as he left the suite and appeared walking slowly across the beach, he sat down beside Franco who looked and smiled at him. "Franco" Artem said looking at him, "We need to talk about this situation" he said. Franco looked at him "I wasn't aware there was one" he replied. "Why are you being so distant around me and then close?" Artem asked being deadly serious. Franco stared out across the ocean "Has anyone said anything to you?" he asked quietly. Artem shook his head "No. Is it just me reading too much in to how you are behaving?" he asked. Franco looked at him then turned away quickly "Are you sure it is me?" he asked. "What has happened to us Franco?" Artem asked looking at him, "How did we get to his point?". Franco smiled staring ahead "You are a very sexy man Artem, but I respect and love you as a friend". Artem glanced at him "Thanks" he replied, "No more awkwardness Franco, agreed?". "Can we keep this between us?" Franco asked looking at him. Artem nodded "I thought that would go without question Franco!" he exclaimed. Artem was unsure weather to mention that Liam was suspecting a slight rift between them, instead he chose to ignore it and leave it at that. What happened next was completely unexpected, Franco patted Artem on the shoulder and he turned to look at Franco. Neither of them gave it any thought and they kissed briefly before Artem realised what they were doing. Artem knew this a dangerous game of lives and reputations being played here, let alone their friendship and the kiss was a big mistake. He couldn't hide the fact that he had always found Franco fascinating and loved being in his presence, and yes, the guy was handsome with a very sexual allure about him. The kiss had the opposite effect confusing them both at the same time. It was never planned or intended but neither could understand why it had happened. "Artem! Artem!" Franco said softly, "Are you okay?" he asked looking concerned. "You know everyone will still love you not matter what" Artem said. Franco looked at him with some bizarre look "What are you going on about?" he asked. Artem stood up noticing Liam watching them "You should consider the ballet dancer" he said. Franco scratched his head completely at a loss, now it was Artem who couldn't face turning around and looking at him. Artem cursed to himself feeling angry for telling Franco to go after the ballet dancer, pushing them together like that. All he could figure out was seeing Franco over the last few days with barely any clothes on had given him weird unusual feelings. Liam didn't know what to make of what he just saw and it now looked like Franco was wrapped up in some weird confused exploit. Franco stood up and joined Artem for a swim. Liam shook his head and walked back inside the suite as Tom and Mateo appeared for breakfast. It was now Artem who kept a little distance between them. Never enough to cause concern but it was enough for Liam to know something was not right and he spent a little more time with Artem in the hope he would open up. The few nights when they went to the hotel bar it was like nothing was going on and everything was right in the world. A few mornings later Liam and Franco went for a walk along the beach wearing only their swimming shorts and baseball caps. The sight of them was enough to arouse Alex and Max who were not afraid of admiring the protection officers bodies and letting them know. Artem, Mateo and Tom had decided to go to the hotels main pool for a cooling swim since the water was kept cooler than the ocean. Liam took his baseball cap off and dived in the ocean then back out, replacing his cap over his wet hair he noticed Franco was simply staring off. "Are you going to tell me?" Liam asked in a casual manner. Franco looked at him and started walking "Tell you what?" he replied looking unsure. Liam put his arm on his shoulder "What is going on with you at the moment?" he now asked. "Nothing Liam" Franco replied but Liam picked up a slight hesitancy in his voice. Liam smiled glancing at him "Is it me? Do you fancy me?" he asked very openly. Franco let out a short laugh "Certainly not. You are like a brother to me" he replied. "Good!" Liam said patting his shoulder, "Is it Artem you fancy?" he now asked. Franco stopped going all defensive "What? Why would you ask that, or even think that?" he replied. Liam turned to face him then nodded and carried on walking "Answer me!" Franco called out. Franco caught up with him "He is sexier than the prince but don't tell Alex" Liam said. He remained quiet and Liam stopped holding his arm "I see you two discreetly avoiding each other". Franco didn't know what to say "What happened between you two?" Liam asked trying again. "Artem... I mean I love him as a friend and all that" Franco tried explaining. Liam nodded "Is he not receptive to a sexual adventure with you?" he now asked. Franco chuckled "Is that what they call it now" he said walking then stopping, "I don't know". Liam shrugged "I could never work him out, he is like you, likes his privacy" he said. They carried on walking "Told me to go for the ballet dancer" Franco said watching two male joggers. "And will you?" Liam asked noticing one of the joggers having a good look at them as they went past. Franco stopped "I have to be sure, I can't go through putting myself out there to be rejected". Liam laughed "You do not give yourself enough credit Franco, you are a dam good catch" he said. Franco walked ahead then turned "Is that your way of telling me you want a bit of me?" he asked. Liam smirked shaking his head "I can run faster than you Franco!" he said firing a warning. Franco smirked back and gave him a middle finger "Fuck you!" he said then started running. Liam moved like a bolt of lightning almost catching Franco before he veered off in the water, he was a much better swimmer than Liam and this was his only chance of escape. Franco was laughing as he swam back where Alex and Max were laying on the Balinese bed. Liam walking along the shore keeping up with him and staring at him with daggers and reminding him he would have to come out at some point and he was going to wait no matter how long it took. When he did eventually start to wade out of the water he stopped with the water up to his waist smiling at him. Liam simply stood staring at him and waiting. Behind him Tom, Mateo and Artem were returning from their swim and instantly realising Franco was in trouble. The three of them ran down to the water making huge splashes as they rushed over and stood in front of Franco protecting him. Liam laughed throwing his head back "You think I can't take all of you down!" he said confidently. "What are you waiting for then?" Tom replied folding his arms across his chest in defiance. "Each and every one of you will pay eventually" Liam said stepping forward. Alex and Max sat up watching and enjoying the show playing out "You better help him" Alex said. "I suppose as he protects me" Max replied climbing off the bed and walking down to the water. Liam glanced at Max standing by him "Good, I am pleased you chose the right side" he said. "Who said I was on your side?" Max replied seriously then grinned going in to a rugby tackle. Liam was so unprepared that Max floored him and they began rolling around on the sand giving Franco chance to get out with his protection squad then standing there cheering Max on. Liam gave up knowing he was not going to win if Franco and Tom started on him as well. Max stood up covered in sand laughing and helping Liam up "Thanks Max" Franco said. Max smirked "I haven't forgotten about the Christmas party!" he said pointing at Franco and Liam. Liam looked at Franco who nodded, then quick as a flash they got hold of Max lifting him in air and dumping him in the water. Alex sat there and waved royally from the plush surroundings of the Balinese bed and put his sunglasses back on keeping well out of the way this time. The fun and relaxation was over and all too soon they were flying home to Monrovia, back to normal life that was about to get busier, in essence their time was now leading up to Max and his final stage of bagging his prince, and it was coming fast. On their arrival at the palace the two sovereign guards stood to attention as Alex and Max approached, Mateo saw him standing on guard with a smile on his face when he glanced towards him. Stepping close to Hannes he looked at him "My answer is yes" Mateo said in a hushed tone. Hannes's smile grew wider "Tonight at mine" he said quietly, Mateo nodded and proceeded inside. Alex glanced back at Mateo once inside "Well?" he asked. Mateo nodded "Is done. Thank you for every thing Alex" he replied. Alex shrugged "You did all the work Mateo. And it paid off, quite jealous actually" he said. "I can bloody well hear you!" Max said poking Alex in the back. Mateo laughed "Max gets really jealous really quickly" Alex added getting poked again by Max. Alex stopped "Liam sort him out, he can't poke me like that!" he commanded. "Get inside both of you" Liam responded, "Anyway I thought you like getting poked" he said. Hannes couldn't help but laugh breaking guard duty protocol "Tutt, tutt Hannes!" Alex said. "Leave my man alone!" Mateo said picking up the last bag and standing up for lover. Alex and Max both turned to Mateo and smiled then waited for them all before entering the palace and back to their little sanctuary.

Part 1 - I love Scorpios “Julius, your test was reactive. You are HIV positive.” My mouth gaped at the news. This couldn’t be right! I was on PrEP. Although, I guess I was pretty forgetful about taking it. But I always used protection when I bottomed. Well, except for that time with those hunky daddies in the gym shower, and that time with that big-dicked Latino while I was on a run in the park, and that time I blacked out at the club and then shat out a lot of cum the next morning, and that time with… Holy shit! I’m a fucking cumwhore, I realized. Those were just some of my raw fucks in the last month. I don’t even know any of these guys’ names, much less their statuses. I was definitely in shock after learning I was positive, but I felt a weight lifted off of me. Ever since I lost my virginity in my teens, I’d had this constant worry about catching HIV. But I was 23, and I knew it wasn’t a death sentence. If anything, it could open doors in my own personal sexual liberation and exploration. I just had to wrap my mind around it first. I was a healthy young guy with light olive skin and shiny brown hair. I was the skinny 6’2” tall kid throughout high school, but then I started going to the gym five days a week in my second year of college. You could tell! Broad shoulders, strong quads, a tight muscled ass, with a hidden six-pack that would eventually come in once I learned how to diet. I loved bottoming and throating cock. I also loved to top with my thick cut 8-inch dick. When I got home, I made dinner and then stowed away in my room to avoid having to tell my roommate about my day. I did some research on living life with HIV. I learned more about the meds I got and how to reduce risk of transmission. Then I started reading about the poz sub-culture. When I saw that scorpion tattoos indicate a guy is poz and often unmedicated, I remembered that big-dicked Latino in the park. It was early morning and still dark out, and I had just run up the hill at Dolores Park in San Francisco. I was leaning over the back of a bench to catch my breath. My running shorts were riding up, practically exposing my ass. I saw a 5’10” fit Latino guy in his 30s coming up behind me. I’ll call him Nico, because I never found out his name. Nico had probably been cruising along the tracks next to the park. He firmly grabbed my hips from behind and humped his groin against my ass. I could feel he was packing, and I was very curious. I turned around to see this man. Nico had a gorgeous chiseled jawline and a piercing on his eyebrow. I knew the cruising drill, so I got down on my knees and pulled the front of his gym shorts down to reveal a thick 10 inch uncut cock, oozing very thick precum. I lapped up his juices and worked my tongue all over his giant meat before he grabbed the back of my head and shoved it down my throat. He throat-fucked me for a few minutes before I lost my composure and started gagging. While I pulled off and coughed to the side, he unzipped his jacket to reveal his stacked abs above a scorpion tattoo with a stinger directed at his massive cock. I was so turned on. I loved abs and I loved Scorpios, so, to show my appreciation, I licked his tat and up his abs until I was on my feet, turned around and bent over. Nico fondled my lightly hairy ass which was still a bit sweaty from my run. Then he tugged down the back of my shorts, grabbed my waist, and placed the head of his cock at my hole. Without any preparation, he immediately and aggressively shoved half of his thick, massive cock into my hole. Luckily, I caught myself before shrieking. Nico didn’t seem to notice or he didn’t care, because again he shoved his dick deeper until I could feel his balls slap against mine. With that, he pounded my hole, repeatedly pulling his dick out to the head and jabbing it back in. I moved my hand from the bench to my mouth to suffocate my yelps. Finally, my body began to adjust, and I could feel his cock pounding my prostate. My yelps turned to moans. I moved my hand back to the bench and exhaled, “Fuuuck. Pound my pussy.” Nico spoke up in a husky voice. “It’s my pussy.” I reached my hand beneath me to feel his cock sliding in and out of my, excuse me, his pussy. I felt owned and simultaneously wild. I looked out at the city view in front of us and almost instinctively moaned, “Breed me Daddy.” This must have turned him on, because he increased his pace. I could feel his cock swell against my prostate and his body tense up. “Seed your pussy!” I exclaimed. Nico thrust his hips forward and pulled my hips farther back, almost merging our bodies. His massive cock erupted ropes and ropes of cum into my bowels. The jerking of his cock with each squirt triggered my prostate and my own cock exploded in the front of my running shorts. The sun was beginning to peak above the East Bay hills as he slowly ejected his cock. “Mmmm no way you’re not pregnant with my babies bitch,” Nico smiled. “I haven’t cum in a week. You’re full of my boys. Don’t let them leak out.” “I won’t. I promise.” He pulled up his shorts and zipped up his sweater. As a parting goodbye, he poked his middle finger up my well-used hole to feel his boys marinating inside me. Maybe he knew they were actively infecting me with his virus. We parted ways. I ran back home with wet spots on the front and back of my running shorts. Any fag I ran by looked at me knowingly and giggled. A few even grabbed their bulges, hoping for sloppy seconds. When I got home, I put in my butt plug and kept his boys in me throughout work. I laid on my bed remembering this awesome experience that I figured was my HIV conversion. I had taken off my clothes and was stroking my cock and fingering my hole, imagining how his boys infiltrated my cells. I was so horny and it was almost midnight. I put on my running shorts and a sweater and jogged over to Dolores, hoping for a reenactment.

Happy 4th. Trucker hit me up on sniffies wanting a BJ, I don’t like to swallow but told him he could cum in my ass. He loved that idea. Older man, 60, 5’ 9” 160 6 cut. I drove to the truck stop, parked, walked to his truck and climbed in. He was naked in the back. I took my shorts off and started sucking. He was fingering my hole. This made him get nice and hard. He didn’t mention he was thick as a beer can. I kept gagging on his cock. Took a break to jack him and sniff his pits. They were nice and ripe. About that time he said “I’m about to shoot”. Like a good bottom I jump up, straddled him and slid in and he shot inside me. Felt amazing. Pulled off. Cleaned his cock off like a good bottom. Climbed out of the truck and left.

I used to go once or twice a week to Slammers in Fort Lauderdale. An apologetic fuck club for horny dudes. I often posted up in the darkroom lubed and wide open waiting for as many cocks as I could get to breed me. I was quite well liked if I must say so myself Several nights I took 10 -12 hard cocks pounding my juicy hole. That was my record, until....one night I was all dressed up in my leather chaps, leather jock and the obligatory 'bottom' hat. I started in the very public sling. I slid myself in and hooked my boots in the stirrups and very quickly a crowd formed. 6, 7, 8 hard cocks surrounded my. I was jerking and sucking them with an immense hunger! Then I saw a big, handsome muscular black man push through the crowd with an enormous hard cock! Had to be 10" minimum! He looked at me, pumped some lube on his hand and slathered it on his cock before he slid it inside me and pounded me for what seemed like an hour. I saw his eyes roll back and felt his cock spasm as he shot his creamy load inside my ass. He pulled out and three more big cocked black guys and a hot Latino boy took turns mercilessly pounding my ass and seeding my hungry ass. When the crowd died down around the sling I made my way into the dark room and immediately started getting pawed. A strong, sweaty man grabbed my hips and forced me over the table in the room and stuck his fat cock in me before I even got my elbows down to bend. He fucked me like he was hate fucking his worst enemy AND I FUCKING LOVED IT!!! I was moaning and crying out for it harder and deeper when his load filled me up! I took 16 more total loads that night! FUCKING YUMMY!

+ With a sly grin, Matt said, "Let's go downstairs, men. I need to make a call and my phone is in the kitchen." Together, the 4 of them descended the stairs. Grabbing his phone from the kitchen counter, he went into the directory and used speed dial. "Reggie, how are you? To say that we're great would be an understatement. A celebration is in order and if you and Sam are free for lunch, we'd like you to join us. Yes, he made quite a good impression. We'll also be needing some product, I think an 8 ball should do and some points and the usual little T dick pills. Gonna fire up the grill. How does 1:30 sound? Dress code is boxers only, so strip at the door. See you then." "Don't worry." Ty said, reassuringly. "I know Matt as well as I know myself and this is strictly lunch. Yes, we fuck around with other men, but Reggie is different, he's a close friend and we love him like a brother and if he's Sam's daddy, we'll surely grow to love him that way. Matt, since we're gonna be busy for the next 2 weeks, we should stock up on food and beverages. Let me pop back home so I can get some clothes and my wallet. Back in 5 minutes." With that, he exited through the patio sliders. MJ wrapped his arm around his dad's waist. "If you and daddy Ty love Reggie as a brother, I'm sure MJ and I will grow to feel the same. Of all the men you play with, he does stand out as being quite sexy and nasty and after we have the virus if it's okay, we'd like to play with him and Sam. Naturally, our first priority is to get your virus and share it back with you dads and with each other." With a kiss on Matt's cheek, TJ said, "I know you'll think it's not necessary, but I need to thank you for loving my dad and giving him a happy life. Of course, I thank you for MJ, my lover. Since yesterday, things have changed and daddy Matt, I love you too." Just the, Ty came through the patio sliders, dressed in sweatpants and a t-shirt and Matt told him, "You've raised an amazing young man. With the change in our family dynamic, I'm entitled to say that I couldn't be prouder of our son. MJ is as much your son as he is mine and thanks to our QUEER sons, my love for you is stronger than ever. Give me a few minutes to get dressed and we can do our shopping. What are you young men gonna do while we're gone?" "We could go upstairs and make the bed" MJ said sarcastically. "Of course, if we were to sniff the sheets, they'd smell of our viral lovemaking! Dad, in the new house, can TJ and I have that bed? After all, it's the bed where we took our dad's virus." Matt and Ty looked at each other with love and pride. "The bed of our blessed event." Matt said. "I just had this thought and Ty, I think you'll agree. Once you young men recover from your viral flu, I'll move next door with Ty and we'll live as lovers and you and TJ can do the same. We'll still build a new home for the 4 of us to be together as family and lovers." To be continued

Chapter VII The day finally arrived. Not only would we offer Jeff to Bacchus but Luis as well. The sky was clear and once dusk came, the moon appeared as luminous as ever. There was also a change in both of our mood. Victor and I felt more energized and focused. Since the gentlemen were scheduled to be by midnight, Victor and I had ample of time to fuck each other, incessantly edging without a single drop of precum. When one of us felt as if we were about to climax, one of us would pull down the other's balls. We knew that we had to save our seed for Luis. We chose to conduct the ritual in the master bedroom, where we would have a better view of the sky. The windows and balcony door set open to allow the evening wind cool us. The sling was readjusted to face the bed, so that both gentlemen could take a glimpse of the other getting rammed by us. More candles were lit this time and Victor revealed a chest filled with quartz, crystals and some antique pendants. They were strategically placed around the room to encourage a sort of 'flow' as Victor puts it. Hemp ropes were placed at each bed pillar and for the sling, platinum chains that hooked onto high grade buffalo leather straps. A necessary upgrade for a sacred event. Luis and Jeff both came on time. They had introduced each other while waiting for us to open the door and they seemed to get along well. Though it was obvious that Jeff did most of the talking with Luis nodding in yeahs. Victor and I were dressed in a black priest robe made of silk. The rope that was tied around the waist had a ruby marble ball on each end. Underneath, we were bare naked. I had a silver buttplug in me while Victor chose a leather studded cockring. The first thing that Luis said when the door open was "Wow.." Jeff, "Nice.." "Welcome, gentlemen. We are very grateful that you both are here tonight. Never did I see my love Drew here being dedicated to the true God. Though it's just us 4, I must say that the progress made has been quick, given that I found the faith 3 years ago. Drew was the first person who I revealed my faith to and by chance and the blessing of the true god of pleasure, I found a purpose that I had to attend to. So thank you." Victor was always good with his words. As we climbed up stairs, I informed both men that it was expected if something out of the ordinary happened. Power outage, fallen objects or just a weird hunch. I had to remind them that the aura of that night is no like other. Jeff tried to keep a straight face but Luis listened still. Only after we entered the room did Jeff begin to understand what I meant. When Jeff stepped into the room, he felt as if a wave had swept his consciousness. His expression immediately got serious. "Now I see..." Somehow, his eyes seemed to be brighter than the rest of us. Perhaps our seed is starting to awaken him. Though none of us had started smoking, we started to experience a strange erotic sensation that heightened our senses. Without a word, each of us knew what we were supposed to do next. Luis looked at Victor and threw himself on the bed while Jeff winked at me as he got on to the sling. The only noise we made were quiet moans of approval and purrs when we touched each other. Both men were now strapped at the limbs, tight but comfortable. Victor was now kneeled at the end of the bed, facing Luis, caressing his body and pinching his nipple. His back faced mine as I stood in front of Jeff, gaze unbroken. The silence was finally broken when Victor began to proclaim, lifting both arms. Like before, his voice sounded deep, distorted but in harmony. "Tonight, we offer not just one, but two mortals for you, Bacchus. We give you a pair to prove our devotion to you, our willingness to sacrifice ourself to you so that we seek the true pleasure that you promise. The seed of my tribe will flow through these new devotees and as we grow in numbers, we will strengthen our devotion to you. Our faith is unbroken and we fully pledge ourselves to you, Dionysus. We beg you to bless us and accept our offerings tonight." It was now 1 AM. As Victor ended his proclamation, the wind flowing into the room was now stronger and the air was cold and thin. The room also got brighter from the candle's light turning more intense. With only the sound of the leaves rustling and the drapes dangling, we were quiet once again. Victor and I took out our pipes and shotgunned our new followers. Jeff's ass was as smooth as ever, but I know that my goal tonight was to inseminate him accordingly. It had to follow what the faith would demand. The way I fucked Jeff that night was slower than usual, and I could see how devoted Jeff now was with the way he looked at me. Just through nods we could understand each other. It was as if we were telepathic. At intervals, I pinched both his nipples and unlike before, he didn't let out a single cry. My head was also close to his, with me arching toward him, penetrating myself into him deeper. We were sweating and as we made out, I tasted the swear on his upper lip. I was surprised at my endurance. My pace was consistent and I never took a break. Even with T I would be tired but that night, I could tell that something took over me. Jeff too. All of us. Jeff's gyration was in sync with my thrust and the mild moans we released did no justice to how we felt. The gaze we had was pure devotion. Our fuck served as a vessel to gain the rewards and pleasure that were promised. A sacred lust that many would consider heresy. As for Victor, he had more work than me since Luis was going to receive the seed for the first time. He had his PA on tonight, and he was determined to give Luis a little booty bump. They were already experiencing religious ecstasy. The T was just an enhancement to it. After all, it was excess pleasure that proves one's devotion to Dionysus. The more elevated one can be, the closer they would reach Him. Luis' expression now changed. He was smirking in a sort of mischievous way. His eyes wider than ever. Looking at Victor from below, with their reflection behind, Luis finally released his inhibitions. "Bacchus, I surrender myself to you though my new leader, my maker. Victor" Victor nodded and got down to peck him, praising him as he fondled Luis' exposed body. As usual, Victor hovered his lips across his body, leaving pecks and licks on his sensitive parts, electrifying Luis. He rimmed Luis' hole in circles, pushing his tongue in and never missing a moment to taste his insides. His fingers then entered, going in and out with more of the T lube and the only noise that can be heard was the moan Luis was making, coupled with short breathes. Victor maintained strict focus in fingering Luis, glancing with envy at him. A believer's first sacrifice is one of the most precious form of pleasure there is. It is as close as one could get to being touched by Bacchus. Satisfied with his hole, Victor now lifted his legs on to his shoulder after loosening the ropes that kept him still. With both his palms holding the twink ass, he took his time to knead them, scratching both sides with his nails. With less than an inch away from his hole, Victor started to tease his cock, resting the PA around his hole. The coolness from the metal made Luis flinched and caused himself to pant more. He then widened his legs to clamp himself onto Victor, who accepted the embrace without getting his cock closer. The look of desperation that Luis made while being silent in his glossy innocent eyes gave Victor a spiritual high, a sort of bravado that certified his role to lead his devotees. Soon, that innocence in Luis would be wiped off. He will be liberated like the rest of them. What Luis was experiencing went beyond his expectation. He thought he would only be pozzed, and they would just smoke while speaking in gibberish Latin. Nothing came close. The way he felt, acted and responded were different. He knew he was conscious, but it felt as if he was now being influenced, or dictated by something supernatural. He wasn't the only one experiencing this. Everyone else too seemed to be in a sort of frenzy. Since they entered the room, barely anyone spoke. The ritual they were performing was synchronous to their hidden desire. The full moon had unlocked and released the debauchery they were in and they were enjoying every second that passed. As Victor pushed himself forward, Luis' opened his mouth in awe of how huge Victor's girth was. His insides widened and he moved himself towards Victor, showing how receptive he was to letting Victor in him. His hole was still tight, even after the foreplay and Victor was almost stuck at first when the head of his cock entered. With little mercy, Victor knew he had to force himself. In a single move, he readjusted Luis' legs on to him and quickly pulled himself in. There were no screams but a few drop of tears did formed in Luis. Immediately after, the pain subsided to satisfaction, with his insides now taking the full shaft. Once there was no spasm in his hole, Victor started to thrust into Luis, legs rested on both shoulders and ass wide for full comfort. Both Victor and Drew were penetrating at similar paces. The moment they were both at the exact same pace, a new wave of energy began to crept into the room. The movements they were making were in sync, close to being mechanical. It was also at this point did they realize that they were going to reach climax soon. They had spent almost 5 hours in the room. No one could keep track of how. long they were fucking. The wind got stronger, lifting the drapes and shutting the door. The candles glowed brighter and brighter. Luis looked up and saw what Drew had seen before. The ram got bigger and started to animate itself, creeping out of the wall to get closer to Luis. Victor, not missing a beat, also witnessed the ram and his head now tilted forward, as if the sky was calling him. Staring into the ram, Luis heard a voice.. "Your devotion to Him, your submission to Him, do you fully mean it?" In his mind, Luis was affirmative. "This decision is final and irreversible. Do you yield to Him?" Again, Luis agreed. At that moment, Victor couldn't hold himself any longer. Neither did Drew. They both came at the same time. The wind swept in again and the candle was no longer lit. With only the moonlight, they saw themselves glistening. It was as if they were rejuvenated. Both Jeff and Luis felt as if their hole was on fire, but strangely it cooled within minutes. In typical pig fashion, Drew ate his cum out of Jeff to feed to Luis while Victor fed his to Jeff. Dawn began and with the sky gradually turning itself blue, the men could now sense that they were now back to where they were. The mood got casual and they were now speaking freely. Before, it wasn't as if they were incapable of speech, it was as if they knew that speech was unnecessary. Their devotion required full focus and attention towards one another. Evidently, something did affect their behaviour. That something can also be said to solidify their faith. 2 weeks later, Luis and Jeff moved in. Luis kept his look like before as he wouldn't say that he had been reborn, but enlightened. Jeff on the other hand found his true self. He was still packing, chest broad and physique built as always. Though he now kept his hair in a bun and spotted a mid length scorpion above his navel, with its sting trailing down to his crotch. Victor had also convinced him to get some jacobs ladder. It would be a waste to not decorate his fat cock. It was also time that Jeff would start scouting and eventually top more, further justifying the piercing. Additionally, since that night, fortune started to favour these modern heathens. Wealth appeared in the form of scratch cards, stocks and sudden wills that the men were in possess of. For Victor, business was booming exponentially. Drew would never work a day in his life after playing with stocks. Jeff always won when he gambled and Luis, well Luis managed to make bank in publishing his studies on the occult. Like all things, the moment of prosperity that occurred was temporary. Only Victor could tell when a new offer was needed. He would either have vivid dreams of speaking to a minotaur or signs that were considered as bad omen would appear. He still could recall how after Drew had been with him for about a few months, a black raven flew itself into the house, breaking a window. Its blood shimmered, similar to the kind of glow he would see during his rituals. He was lucky to find Drew as most of the work went to him. Drew had made charts and documents that would help him procure more followers. He has also theorized that maybe if they found someone who had already been religious and is a devout follower of a certain faith, then the appeasement that would come from it would be even greater since it would take more than just convincing or influencing someone to abandon their faith in exchange for another that puts pleasure as the highest form of attainment. He had to find a closeted Christian, or a Mormon. Anyone that was spiritual by default. If he could get someone who spent most of their lives being faithful to a certain belief to replace their faith with the kind of belief that he worshipped, then he can truly exert real power.

Yes. But long is a matter of perspective, and Time doesn’t play anybody’s game. Who are the players pushing the GOP’s long game? They’re people - largely older white men - desperate to preserve a status quo in which they sit as King of the Hill and tell everyone else what to do and how to live whilst they get rich and fat off the systems they’ve set in place to exploit everyone below them. They’ve managed to get away with it all this time because their culture has been dominant for the last few centuries. It’s been a sweet ride. But they’re getting old, and their numbers are dwindling. An implacable tide is rising against them, and they may strive against it for a time, but in the end, they will diminish, and the new people will come into their own, and those people will decide for themselves how they choose to live. The more onerous the laws have become, the more likely the people will sweep them away. Humans reject what they dislike; that is their nature. Currently, polls suggest that most people dislike the way people in power are throwing their weight around. They will not suffer it indefinitely. The more pain they feel, the quicker they will act. The long game being played is one in which the pain inflicted on a growing majority can only increase incrementally, until it at last becomes too great to tolerate - and then it will be ended. This long game can only, in the long run, fail. Its failure may result in the loss of the American republic as we have known it; that remains to be seen. If so, it will be because the institutions contained within themselves a fatal flaw, in that they did not anticipate the worst aspects of human nature taking form and substance, that they made no provision for the soulless or for monsters. Perhaps what emerges from the ruins will be stronger. “The world is changed. I feel it in the water. I feel it in the earth. I smell it in the air.” - Treebeard, The Return of the King.* *In the movies, this line is spoken by Galadriel, but it is spoken by Treebeard to Galadriel in the book.

Chapter VI The week went by quick. When we're not fucking, Victor would be working and I would be planning the organization we were forming. By the end of the year, my aim was to grow our pack into 7 qualified devotees. We were very picky with who we chose. It wasn't just about how they looked, but how they thought. Their belief system and also their limitless desire to seek pleasure. We weren't addicts, we behaved well. Since Jeff left, never once did he smoke T til he saw us again. We were disciplined. Only when we fuck do we allow ourselves to let loose in hopes of pleasing our God. Only when we are at the peak of our pleasure can Dionysus see our devotion to Him. And in return we would be rewarded by Him. While I was doing my research into the ritual to understand more of what Bacchanalia was, I discovered that if two novice believers participated in a ritual, the offer would be twice as strong. After telling Victor, I had to find a new willing participant in 3 days. It was essential that the ritual be done under the full moon. Jeff was an outlier. I doubt I would be able to find someone similar to him with the time I had. Should I go to the bath house? Or should I scout at the cruising spots? Alas, I relied on the internet. On BBRT, I posted a Quick Connect Ad. Seeking: Young willing vers who desires to transform their lives. Open to more than poz and pnp. Must be proper & possess strong work ethic. Limited time only. Plenty replied, but few qualified. Some were confused to what was asked, others didn't bother to read and thought it would be a quicky. One message stood out. "Will I submit myself to the one and true God of pleasure?" I clicked on the profile. Name: Luis Age: 24 Height/Weight: 5'9 | 150 lbs Position: Vers Top Bio: Curious Latino who is into calisthenics. Can get piggy with the right person...or group. Yes to pnp and no loads ever refused. #BBBH Status: Neg There were 4 photos. His eyes were sharp and his skin was olive. Defined chin. He was skinny but his muscles were extremely defined. More defined than Jeff's. He had a buzzcut and was clean shaven. Quite cute if I must say. And younger than expected. My reply was brief. "Yes. Be at ___ , 9 PM tonight if you are willing to take a chance" I didn't receive a reply back but I did see that he viewed the message. When I told Victor, he was skeptical but curious as to how Luis knew what we meant. Five minutes past 9 and I hear the door bell. The boy who was standing in front of me was beyond what I had expected. "Hi, it's Luis." His voice was deep, a bit monotonous and his face glowed when he saw me. I welcomed him in and we head to the living room. We sat next to each other and I took out the pipe. With no second thoughts, he took out his own torch and grabbed a new pipe from the box I held. "So, before we start, I have to know, how did you know this was related to the God of Pleasure?" "If it's more than poz and pnp, then there must be something that's beyond what we would consider regular vices, right? It's hard to find people with similar lifestyles that devote themselves to something other than that red horned creature that Abrahamic religions constantly freak out on. You are more ancient. I can tell." "So enlighten me, who is it that we worship?" "Dionysus" Luis had graduated with a Bachelors in Classics and stopped seeing the point in being a proofreader. Documents after documents bored him. The money wasn't bad but if he had to resort to mindless fucking and excess consumption to cope, then he might as well dedicate his life to it. He was very articulate and didn't talk much. He understood that tonight was just a night to get to know one another and he was up to speed with the rituals we planned. If anything, he seemed to know more than I did. He did warn that he is not yet willing but his curiosity might encourage him to do otherwise. "Just so you know, I'm not just in it for the drugs or the fuck, I'm here to reach the peak of pleasure that is promised when we appease Dionysus." I already loved his spirit. Though he did seem a bit strange, there was something attractive about his demeanour that you don't often find. It was mechanical. Only on Saturday would I get to witness how that skinny ass would take my cock.. or Victor's. Before he left, I requested that he test himself to make sure that he is neg as it was absolutely necessary that we share the same strain. The minute he was gone, I received a message of a neg test that was done a few hours before we met. Very efficient.

A patient of mine suggested I should share my stories more widely, so I thought I'd try. This is what happened to me recently. I have more stories, if you like this. Hungry Cocksucker Carlo messages me pretty regularly, and luckily, about once every fortnight or so, we're able to meet up. He's an exceptional cocksucker, although he's not much for guys cumming in his mouth. Tonight, he messaged me at about 21:45, just as I was relaxing, and enjoying a toke or two of a joint. He asked if he could come over, and of course I said yes. About fifteen minutes later, he was at my door, announcing his hunger in his WhatsApp message. "I here. Pls fast I need suck." I'm not sure if I actually understand anything he tells me, either over text or in person. He's from South America, then spent time in Italy. English is his third language, and it shows. I went down and got him. Within thirty seconds of closing the door to my flat, he was on his knees, struggling to get my fly open. I'm not sure I've ever seen him this needy, and I pushed down my jeans and underwear, letting my cock free. I leaned back and let him go to work. As always, it felt amazing. His warm mouth nursed my dick and his tongue flicked across my slit, teasing me to stiffness. He took his time sucking me, pausing every few minutes to smoke a little bit of crystal from his pipe. Carlo isn't one of my clients; he's just a guy I play with on a regular basis. Still, he reminds me of many of the men I do work with with how much of his life revolves around his cock hunger and drug use. I'm not sure if he's ever serviced me sober, and of course, I've helped him get high many times. Tonight, he needed no urging from me to suck my dick or hit the pipe, and soon we were both enjoying a great blow job. I was in my favorite chair, and he was kneeling in front of me, bobbing up and down on my dick. Occasionally, we'd pause, long enough for him to smoke some, and for me to enjoy another toke. Then we'd both do some poppers, and he'd return to servicing me. We lasted a little under an hour, but then he needed to head home. As always, I was disappointed that I couldn't cum in his mouth. But it was still an amazing blow job. He put away his pipe, quickly got ready, and headed out. I jerked my dick for a while longer, before blowing my load.

I guess the next big event we have in store is the wedding. Can't wait to see who Tom will end up with and if Artem and Franco will finally be honest with each other 🙂

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I have been to two. I had a great time at the one at IML this year. Even better was the four day wellness retreat at a campground in Georgia. The porn guys are eager to play with any and all.

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Hello all, with heavy consideration the time for me to become poz has arrived. I am nervous, excited, and horny as fuck. Here’s the deal, my alias is Grey. I am Grey. This story in a way was how I wished my first poz cock went. The next chapter will be released after I take a med resistant strain in the upcoming weeks. Thank you all for your patience and support. My mind has been occupied with… not other things, but real life versions of these things. My story will still be fictional, but will be based on events regarding my own Pozzing. Once I have become poz, I will continue to release fictional stories both entirely made up, and ones loosely based around a real story. I assure you, I will be here to make your cocks get hard for a very long time. edit: it is true indeed I am addicted to body hair, but I am no twunk. My poz story is going I wrote here Is what I want to become 🙂

I can't believe I've never fucked or been fucked bareback at the Heath (mind you, I haven't been to the Heath in years), but it's still on my list! [think before following links] https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph60fdcaa8269b1

Had two random meets yesterday 19yo lad that’s been chatting with me for a couple of weeks and kept saying he couldn’t meet finally said he was up for it. He’s a blond cub with a hairy tight bod …really wanted him to fuck me but when I got there he wanted fucking and wanted me to use a rubber ….even after all the BB talk online…we got busy and was snogging him on his single bed both bollock naked …both rock hard …im between his legs my cock ruling his balls and taint …I push and slide between his cheeks …im well wet and lubing his little hairy arse crack …manage to get in the right position to start probing his hole …still snogging him I push and get the head of my knob in him …a little gasp from him “should we get a condom?” …but I just started to push in …I could feel he was lubed up already so was balls deep quite quick …”don’t cum in me though” …I said “I’ll try” and started to fuck his hot tight hole his legs pushed back and his uncut pink cock stiff and wet between us…”I said mate going to cum” …he said “don’t stop” he’s starting to cum and I flood his hole with a good load. After he was like “fuck that was hot” told me his BF never fucks BB and asked if id fuck him again some time. Still feeling horny I got back on line and looked for a bloke that wanted to fuck me …Asian bloke in his 40s said he was up for it but working but could fuck me at his office …got there he let me in and took me in to a storage room locked the door …he’s prob couple of inches over 6’ and fit looking …pulls his cock out …hard cut bout 7/8 inches of thick meat …I get on my knees and swallow it …sucking and getting a taste of pre cum 😜 …he’s really fucking my face for a bit and im gagging but love it. My jeans are open and im wanking my cock …”turn round and bend over” he says …I do and he’s rubbing his we cock on my hole …im leaning on some shelves an he pushes in making me moan , “keep it down mate there’s people about” he whispers …and starts to fuck me …fucking hard and deep …I hear him catch his breath and feel his cock swell and he’s coming in me …I cum …managed to shoot on my jeans ..oh great 😠 When home sticky and happy lol

To add to @NEDenver's excellent response: HIV testing is complex; there are tests which are fast, and cheap, but not 100% accurate, and there are tests which are not quite as fast, and are more expensive, but which are much more accurate. The first kind of test includes home testing kits and what's known as the ELISA Test (which stands for enzyme-linked immunosorbent assay). The ELISA test looks for antibodies in your blood that indicate your body is trying to fight off a specific infection (like HIV). Because antibodies are not produced immediately after infection, an ELISA test may report a false negative for a while after infection occurs, and it may report a false positive if something else has triggered an immune response in your system. (If you get a negative ELISA test but you think you still may have been exposed to HIV, you should get another test a month or more later.) The second kind of test includes what's called the Western Blot test, which is far more sensitive than ELISA. Generally, health care providers order a Western Blot test IF you get a positive ELISA test. This helps rule out false positive ELISA results. Those are the binary, yes/no tests that look for signs of HIV infection. Viral load testing, on the other hand, is not binary but quantitative - it counts the number of HIV virus particles in a given volume of blood, once it's confirmed that the person is in fact infected with HIV. There are several different tests that can be used for this, but all are similar in technique and produce similar results, although the exact numbers can vary. When viral load testing produces a number below a given threshold, the patient is said to have an "undetectable" viral load. The official designation for "undetectable" has gone down over the years; it used to be that anything under 200 copies per milliliter of blood was considered undetectable, but more sensitive testing nowadays can detect levels as low as 20 copies per ml. Still, a person can be considered "undetectable" at levels above 20/ml, and anything below 200 copies/ml is considered "virally suppressed" - basically, that HIV is prevented from replicating at a rate capable of infecting someone else. It does NOT mean there's no HIV present - it's just that it's not enough to cause an infection in someone else through sex. But - as @NEDenver noted, the viral load only stays that low when the person stays on medication that keeps the viral load suppressed. It's like taking blood pressure medication - if you stay on it, it helps keep your blood pressure from rising to dangerous levels, but if you stop taking it, high blood pressure can and probably will return. The difference is that with HIV, there's no "probably" about it - a person with HIV who goes off medications WILL see his viral load increase back to detectable and then infectious levels. So an HIV+ person who wants to stay undetectable has to stay on his medication.

Chapter V I still had the weekend to myself before Victor returned. Plus, Jeff wasn't scheduled to work til Monday. An idea sparked in me to make a new video starring Jeff for Victor to watch when he's back. Finally he'll see that we are starting to get traction in serving our god. I was awake and standing by the bed, observing Jeff and how huge his physique was. Fucking a man his size took a bit of an adjustment but his ass was definitely worth it. I can picture big mature daddies with similar stature fucking Jeff, breeding him and encouraging him to be like them. From what he told me, Jeff usually fucks guys younger than him and bottomed occasionally. Hopefully the last 12 hours have nudged him to explore more of his deviant and submissive side. It's rare that you find a big jock like Jeff offering his ass to you. Fucking guys like Jeff leaves you accomplished, as if you've climbed a mountain. Here he was dozing, not know what I had in store for him.. I logged into bbrt and submitted a party for Jeff. Title reads: Fit muscular hunk offering his ass to be bred by mature bears and daddies. No under 30. When Jeff woke up, I set aside some toiletries for him to freshen up and I told him that there will be a surprise for him tonight. I pointed to the video camera hinting him what was about to come. His face lit up and he told himself that he would take the day to prepare himself. "Don't forget this" I handed him a pipe and a bag of T. In the toiletry bag there was also a douche and a used jock that Victor kept in his armoire. It was the largest I could find. Victor had fucked a married man who wore it ages ago. It smelt strong and was crusty from the dried cum it had. Bike was written on the band. Jeff gave it a deep huff before putting it on, with a snap it fit him perfectly. A big ass like that needs to be framed properly. I started to take pictures of him in different positions to add into the listing. By 4 pm, there were about 13 confirmed guests that I selected. Their age ranged from 39 to 56, being at least 200 lbs and 6'0 tall. These men looked rugged, discreet and knew what raunch meant. Talking to each of them, I had an idea of what's in store for Jeff. Only about 5 of them were poz and even then, only one was off meds and had a low VL. The only thing Jeff did during the day was T and watching Victor's porn stash. He was fixated and clearly new to T. Setting up the cameras took some time. Jeff was going to be fucked in the TV room and at each corner, a tripod was hung. This would give Jeff a 360 degree view of himself, with every angle of him being fucked fully recorded in 1080p. Instead of a sling, I decided on a fuck bench instead. It would make it less dizzy for Jeff and easier for him to smoke the T that he is slowly being hooked on. By 7, Jeff had freshen up and was in the dirty jock, wearing a pair of high knee socks and a tight tank top. He looked like a gymrat ready to get bred. At 9, the first guest arrived and by 9.30, everyone was present. The men were huge and almost twice my size. Most were wearing the standard shirt and cargo pants ensemble, with half of them wearing a cap to hide their face. Thankfully everyone was friendly and as Jeff stepped into the fuck bench being strapped at each limb. I clicked record and left the guests to their discretion. Some of them slowly took off their shirt and some also had their own glass pipe being ready to lit. The only rule that was placed was that no pulling out would be allowed, and that they should feel free to treat Jeff like the bitch he is, with bleeding being the limit. To make it even more sensual, I proposed Jeff to put on a blindfold. "Great idea man." Damn, he has been tweaking non stop now. I then placed myself in the main armchair and uttered "Have fun boys." Immediately, one of the biggest guests stepped forward and began to undress. A line formed naturally and the first man dived himself into Jeff's ass, releasing moans that I've never heard before coming out of him. Murmurs of "nice... and yeah.." were heard from the guests and I could see how excited Jeff was from the smile he had. Being unable to see who's rimming him, Jeff was insatiable for a fuck. The man then slapped his well endowed cock on Jeff's as and with only his spit as lube, he pushed himself into him, causing tremors within Jeff and screams of pleasure that had a hint of pain. The man was huge and Jeff really was trying his best to accommodate his first cock. After a while, Jeff began to moan. Finally he found the spot. I started to walk up to Jeff and fed him some T. Kneeling myself close to him, I asked how was he feeling. "Fucking amazing, man. It's recording right? Oh shit this is going to be so fucking cool." "Yeah babe, it is. Every second. You getting railed by these strangers, taking their cum. You like this right?" "I fucking love it dude" I returned to the chair and lit myself a hit. The first guy finally came in after about 10 minutes, telling Jeff that his load is deep in his guts now. Jeff thanked the man he couldn't see and shouted NEXT. Each of the guest had their way in fucking him. Being tied on the bench gave Jeff little freedom to move but it also made him focus more on his ass muscle, which he could now control by the way his hole was blooming. It was also impressive how Jeff was able to hold most of the loads being bred into him. Only after the 7th dad that bred him was he unable to contain the cum much longer. A trail started to leak. Luckily, these men were pigs at heart. They lapped it up and fed to Jeff as an extra snack. Not a drop of cum was wasted. The whole gangbang lasted for about 4 hours. The average fuck was about 20 minutes and by 2 AM, some of the guys had already left. Some took second or third rounds. All in all, Jeff probably was bred about 23 times when you count the moan of orgasm there was. Each of the men did a fantastic job. Finally, not being able to hold it much longer, Jeff squirted the cum in him as he panted, relieving himself. He did very well and I was looking forward to how the video will turn out. When everyone had left, I stood in front of Jeff and took the blindfold off. I looked down at him and told him that I was going to leave him there til Victor returns. Jeff's only request was to be given a hit every now and then. Man, he really does remind me of myself when I first discovered my pig side with Victor.. Sunday morning came and I heard the door open. I was still in bed. After a while, I noticed that Victor hasn't come up yet. I went down and to no one's surprise, I find him ramming Jeff. Better than what I expected. "Who's this slutty jock, love?" "That's Jeff. New to this. Just like me. Already bred with our strain twice and could be our next offer. How was Maine?" "That's nice to hear. He'll fit in well. I knew you had good taste. Maine was good. Had some lobsters." Victor was casually telling me this as he pounded Jeff who was now moaning and unable to turn his head to see who he was being fucked by. "Do you know who I am, Jeff?" Victor questioned. "No. But don't stop. Fuck." "Haha he really is a bit like you Drew." I'll always be amazed at how consistent Victor's pace was when he fucks. The slaps he gave to Jeff and the way he was gripping his back was an art form. "You already received Drew's load, now here's the original load, you want this seed bitch?" "Yes, poz me please." Victor recoiled onto Jeff's back and yelped in his orgasm, gripping his arm and ensuring that he positioned his cock directly into Jeff. "Fuck, your ass is gripping my cock so good." He now knew what kind of champ Jeff was in being a bottom. His cock was literally being jerked off by Jeff's ass contraction. Even pulling out took some time as his ass had gripped onto Victor's cock for too long. Victor sighed and gave a slap on his ass, congratulating him as he approached me to give a Welcome back kiss. "You really have outdone yourself, you know?" I tried to not blush and decided that it was time release Jeff. Standing up wasn't so easy but in time, he oriented himself back to normal. We told Jeff that in a week, he will come back during the full moon for the proper ritual fuck. Confused, Jeff didn't fully comprehend what he was agreeing to. To make it simple, I told him that if he wants more T and experience what he had experienced in the past 3 days, then he must submit to the deity that we worship. But he has to be willing in surrendering himself to the faith. Going back was not an option. He wouldn't have to work anymore and he would be able to live with us. After going through the details, Jeff was sold. "Anything to get out of that life. I've seen what's out there now.." Victor and I were both pleased with his decision and bid him farewell with a check of $5000. "A way to show our trust and your loyalty"

Chapter IV By now, I was still hairless to please Victor. He was my maker after all and I was reborn after I met him. My nipples now were both pierced and behind my neck, a biohazard symbol tattoo with the date that I found my new faith. The day I tested positive, Victor placed a sling in the middle of his living room and posted a listing advertising me as a "Freshly Pozzed Cumdump in Need of a Recharge". About 24 guys game with most being poz. A lot were in leather and I hold that day to be more important than my birthday. I still remembered getting the last few loads for the night and seeing Victor telling me how much he loves me and how he didn't see his life turning out to be like this. I agreed with him as I too didn't expect myself to be like this. I didn't recognize the old me at all. So repressed and insecure. I was now more confident and bold than most guys my age. I would also gravitate more to old guys since then. There wasn't a load that I wouldn't refuse. I was proud to not just be a cumdump, but the cumdump. Now, every time I'm in public, I relish at the sight of the men who have bred me trying to look away as they hold their wive's hands. If only they knew... Though Jeff was older than me, I can tell he doesn't play around much as I would, even if he looks like he could be an extra in the next Thor movie. Every time I see his blonde locks tied in a bun when he does his deadlifts, I picture myself pulling it as I pound him doggy style with him begging for my load. Patience now, I keep telling myself. I had 5 free sessions with Jeff to which I could then extend with a subscription. Typical offer from a typical business. Jeff was friendly when we met. We hadn't properly introduced ourselves before but shaking his hands and feeling his grip gave me a sense of the kind of guy he is. He was definitely built and arguably bulked. His chest would pop out of his shirt and his legs were definitely sculpted by Michelangelo. His face was typically nordic, with sharp eyes and thin lips and when he smiles, you know it would get the girls swooning. How great it was that this scandinavian sweetheart was gay? During our second session, I finally brought up.. "So..have you screwed any guy around here?" "Not that often...it's only worth it if you're here in the morning though.. someone's always willing to blow you in the sauna. You?" I liked how candid he was. "Nah, I think I'd be too uncomfortable to do it here..." "Once you've tried it you won't regret it ;)" His wink left me with a strange feeling. Our conversation ended there as I had to start a new set. After, as I was changing in the lockers, I spotted Jeff in the shower. With only my towel, I slowly made my way there and through the steam I could fully see how beautiful he was. He noticed me and smiled. Without any hesitation, I approached him and grabbed his cock. Bigger than average. Very thick I thought. He put his arms on my shoulder and I jerked him off. As he was about to come, I kneeled suck the cum out of him, before coming back up and kissing him to which he was first repulsed but gave into. "Never did that before.." "You're right. I don't regret doing this ;)" I immediately left to grab my things and as I got into the car, I see him knocking on my window. He asked me what I was doing after. "Well, I'm planning on getting some groceries but I think it's a bit too late so I might just head somewhere for a bite. Wanna come?" "Yeah, sure. You don't live far from here?" "Bout 10 minutes. There's a burger spot nearby." Jeff hopped in and left his bike. During the ride, we made some small talk and I got to learn more bout this trainer whose thighs could crush a watermelon. He enjoys the fitness lifestyle and would always cycle cross country. Pretty basic stuff. No deviant tendencies so far. "When did you know you were into guys?" I've no shame, might as well be direct. "Prolly a few years ago. I'm kinda new to this thing and I guess the writing was always on the wall every time I see someone cute in those lockers...but what made me really sure was the first time I took it in the ass. What a feeling..." "Right? And you know what the best feeling is right?" "What?" "When they come deep inside of you, as if they're impregnating you. Don't you like that?" "Oh hell yeah... but I rarely get bred tho. Got to be cautious." "That's right. But you've to admit, the feeling is kinda great no? Knowing that you're carrying some guy's cum in you. Nothing compares" "Hah hell yeah.." By now I could spot the hard-on Jeff was trying to hide with his bag. As I reached the burger place close to home, there wasn't any parking and the line at the drive thru was spilling onto the main road. "What bout we just order take out from my place? Are you good with that?" "Yeah sure.." As we were bout to reach home I was wondering why Jeff wanted to hang out. Was he expecting something more or was he just hungry? Once we were in the alley, we made our way to the townhouse I now call home. When Jeff came in, he was taken aback as I was when I was first here. "Damn, you live here alone?" "No, I've a roommate. His family owns the place and I kinda do some favours for him for a good deal." Victor was out of town for an art porn he had to film. It was in Maine and was set in a forrest. I still didn't understand the context of the art he's into but as long as we worship together, that's all that matters. Jeff and I decided on sushi and we ended up in the TV room to wait. Frankly, I don't care what's on the TV but I knew that Jeff was in for a surprise when he reached for the remote. There, on a 72 inch screen was a film of me being railed by a bear that was probably twice my age. I was determined and was squatting on him, in full control. The bear was pretty big and packed a fat dick that lead me to gyrate on it. Jeff didn't even blink an eye. He was engrossed. The minute the bear was asking me if I was going to take his babies and I replied that I would gladly take it, I could see how hard Jeff was. When the bear came and I moaned in the state of lust I was in, the bell rung and food was here. "Crazy stuff right? Hope you don't mind haha food's here." "Yeah, uh kinda hot. Is it ok if I watch this?" "Take as much time as you want. This isn't the only vid there is ;)" I brought the food into the room and by now the next video in queue started to play. This time, it was Victor and a college twink at some resort, probably Palm Spring. It was also one of his first attempts at pozzing someone, but the twink was on prep. Still, the video was excellent. They were fucking missionary style and Victor kept taunting the twink if he's ready for his toxic load. The twink could only muster yes and they both came in unison, with Victor savouring every drop of the twink's cum and rimming his creampied hole after. Jeff was still watching and by now we were almost done eating. We barely spoke and Jeff was unfazed. He wanted to see what was next. All I could do was smirk and asked if him if he smokes. "Cigarettes or Weed?" "Something else.. something better" I brought the pipe and just like Victor, I smoked first and breathed into Jeff. We started to kiss and after about 5-8 hits, Jeff was already starting to be at ease. "Damn, this is amazing...and these videos....do you always make them..?" "It depends...sometimes I forget... some of the best fucks I've had I do regret not filming it tho.." "And that other video, was that guy really toxic? And that twink really wanted it? Shit.. why?" "I dont' know Jeff. Could be acting! Why? Would you be down for poz cum?" I raised my eyebrows as I glanced him. It was apparent how the T was now overtaking him.. "I mean, like you said, nothing feels better than getting bred right? Haha" It's cute how naive Jeff is. He likes getting bred and he knows it feels good but he doesn't wanna embrace it. I got myself closer to him and we made out again. We continued to smoke and watch a few more films. The last film the gangbang I had when I first became poz. By now Jeff started to comprehend that I was poz. We continued to make out and smoked. After the screen turned blank, we realised that it was dark and 4 hours had passed by. That's how time is on Tina. "Shit, it's getting late.." "You want to stay?" "Can I..?" "Yeah, there's a guest room in the basement and we don't have to stop what we're doing.." "But.. you're poz.." "So..?" "Would I get it..?" "Depends on what we do..why don't we just enjoy the moment now?" We smoked more and by now Jeff was sweating like a pig. I suggested him to take his clothes off with only his boxers. Boy was he gorgeous. I on the other hand changed into a robe and we were now watching some other random bareback porn that we couldn't take our eyes off. I started to get a bit bored but I can tell Jeff was still engrossed. The next video played and it was some college dude in a sling getting his ass probed by the coach. Perfect timing.. "You wanna try that?" "Maybe.. looks hot. Didn't know a tight ass like that could handle something that huge.." "Oh you'd be surprised Jeff. I can show you" "You got a sling?" We went upstairs and again, Jeff was taken aback. Did he expect this from me? Probably not.. I told him to relax and to hop on the recently installed sling that was now hanging under the chandelier. It took a while given this god's size but we succeeded in getting him in. His legs were spread, and all Jeff could say was how cool it was and good it felt. "Shall I get the toys?" His face now changed to that of fear. I reassured him that it'll be fine. As I grabbed the toys, I decided to also take some cuffs. With his limbs locked onto the chain, I began rubbing his hole with shards of T that was used on me before and from Jeff's expression, I knew I hit jackpot. Shit shit shit was all he could say. Fingering his ass was amazing. It was tight, obvious that it hadn't been used in a while and his glutes were hard and firm. I couldn't help but to pinch and knead it while I probed him, hearing his moans to tell me to go on. The first dildo that Jeff took was a bit rocky in the beginning, but halfway it smoothly went in to his amazement. "Shit man, this feels so fucking good... what the fuck..." By the 4th dildo, Jeff's hole was officially loose and could be branded as a muscle bitch bottom. His ass ring was dilated and the t lube was oozing out of it. This was the time to propose my offer. "So Jeff, want to feel a real dick in you now?" "Hell yeah man but shit aren't you poz" "Yeah, why? You don't like risks? You already took one when you asked me out earlier" I was hoping that Tina was now working her magic on this finnish jock and that he would take whatever comes. "Yeah, guess that's true..." "And it's not a death sentence Jeff, there's so much options now.. don't you wanna know what it feels like to be in those videos? Being the center of attention?" This got him. "Fuck yeah... those were so hot.." "Don't you wanna be like me? Like us? Be a part of something bigger?" "There's a group? Damn sign me up man" "Of course there is...you get to be one of the first few members. Don't you want that? You can teach others like us to not just take cock but to also work out." I didn't need to convince him any further at this point as the 5th dildo I was holding and turning into him left him speechless. Without any further of due, I stood and placed myself infront of him, robe off, my cock pointing toward his hole, teasing with a bit of precum. We looked at each other and I asked him if he wants this. "What the hell, yeah fuck me man just fill me up already." He was hesitant. I got closer to him, circling my hard cock around his hole and asking him again, "Are you sure you want my poz cum Jeff? You get to be one of those guys you saw and find your true purpose" This time we locked eyes and with full confident, he said "Fuck Drew, breed me with your poz cum and make me part of you. I want and need this." He was now desperate. Perfect. I slid in and his hole was velvet. It acclimatized to my cock comfortably, his ass muscle squeezing and loosening at a decent pace. Every stoke I gave made him yelp and pant. His hair was now untied and I could see how beautiful this man was. The sweat on his face and his blue dilated eyes was the ideal combination of broken innocence and lust. Like Victor, I took my time fucking Jeff. I had to also convince him of Dionysus. But maybe I should wait for Victor as I wasn't well read like him. Pozzing him would be enough for today. With the sling, fucking Jeff nonstop felt effortless. No cramps with him being suspended. A+ for ergonomics. "Aw man, are you gonna cum in me soon? Fuck, don't stop man you're so good.." "Soon? We'll see. I take my time Jeff, just like you take your time when you do your squats... you know how many times I imagine you bouncing on my dick like you do your squats? Fucking you like this is even better cause I get to see your gorgeous kendoll face. Being raunchy definitely suits you.." "Fuck yes.. I thought you were hot too when I first saw you man.... i knew it was meant to be when I saw you on grindr.." We were both now panting, bullets of sweats forming and I wasn't even close yet even if I was stiff as a sequoia. Got to love T. My precum on the other hand was now gushing in Jeff. I was really churning. "You're so fucking beautiful Jeff, I can't wait to breed you and have my seed in you. You want a part of me in you babe?" Jeff looked at me with that puppy eyes look and nodded... "Breed me man, give me your poz seed and make me like one of those guys in those vids." I couldn't hold it any longer. With a few thrusts, I finally released myself into him and flooded his guts good. I must have jolted about 5 times as I couldn't contain my cum any longer. Jeff's ass looked as if he was bred by 4 guys. If this guy doesn't get pozzed, then I must've done something wrong. "Oh fuck man, that feels so good...I feel it... it's so full dude fuck.." I stared at Jeff and smiled before I dived in to kiss him. We embraced and I unlocked his limbs from the sling. We got on the bed and I made him stand on all fours so I could him my cum out of him. "You want to taste some of my cum?" "Fuck yes." I took a big gulp and vacuumed his ass out. He took the cum like a champ and even licked the side of my lips for more. What a fucking slut. You wouldn't think a dude this big would be a muscle bottom bitch. I have to pat myself in the back for achieving this goal. New member obtained. Fucking Victor is going to be ecstatic. Jeff and I spent the rest of the night in bed, fondled a bit and I explained to him what was going to happen next. He took it all in well and was convinced of the plan. "Being a part of something, yeah I could use that. Kinda feel like my life's going no where sometimes. This is good." "It's hot." "Fuck yeah it is.." I then told Jeff to come back soon as I wanted him to meet Victor. We still needed to do a ritual for him and make him see what we see. At dawn, I got horny again and with Jeff's ass was exposed, I bred him once again in his sleep. Right before I was about to come, he woke up and tightened his ass, saying oh fuck and I came in buckets. With Victor in my mind, I thought that this time, he better carry our poz seed.

20. “What are you thinking,” Steven grinned. “Well, we’ve both flooded his cunt, DP’s him, his got my favorite toy in him right now, Ryan’s bred him…” “That’s a good list.” “And we’ve got,” he looked over at the clock on the wall, “Two more hours before the end of work.” “Uh hu…” “So I think we end the day… by opening him up for your fist.” “Perfect. You know where to start?” “Sure do Sir.” Blake moved the papers of the desk, onto a side table and then patted the top beckoning me. I leapt off the couch and sat on the desk. Blake positioned me on my back, and pushed my legs into my chest. My heart was thudding against my ribs with excitement. I had never imagined being open enough to take a fist, and looking at Steven’s thick furry wrists and meaty hands it seemed almost impossible. Still… I wanted to try. Blake went back to the toy drawer, when he came back he had a long thin toy like the one I had worn all day yesterday. This one however was much much thicker at the base. He grinned down at me, “Now as I pull on the plug push out with your hole.” Lightly he pulled the base of the plug, and I felt my hole expand around the blunt edges of the base. For a long moment the plug felt too massive to ever come out of my hole again, but then my ring gave way and my hole opened. I pushed out and the whole length of the plug almost shot from my hole like a bullet. “Fuck,” Blake said appreciatively, fingering my sloppy hole, “Your cunt is fucking gaping.” “Lets make sure hes never truly tight again.” “Yes Sir.” Blake picked up the snake and then stopped for a second. He looked back at Steven, his face pleading, “But first… can I?” He held up the big blunt egg he had just pulled from me, and Steven nodded. “Thank you.” He squatted on the floor, the egg under him, and slowly sat down. His eyes rolled back and his breath slowly escaped. I couldn’t see the plug, but I could see in his face the exact moment it locked in place. Ecstasy spread across his face, and a shudder ran up his body from his hole to the top of his head. When he stood back up he was all smiles, a thin sweat glistening on his chest again. “Feel better?” Steven asked, one hand on Blake’s shoulder. “Much.” “Alright, now back to the task at hand… today isn’t about your hungry cunt.” He slapped Blake’s ass and stepped back. “Alight cum slut. Lets finish this cunt off.” Blake lubed up the long length of the shaft slowly and deliberately, then brought his slick fingers back to my hole. He played with my lips, flicking lightly, and sending little shivers along my spine. They delved slowly into my hole, feeling my wet guts. He pulled at the edges of my hole, stretching them apart, pulling my ring. It was a feeling I was becoming use to. The joy of feeling my hole be opened more than it had ever been before. The feeling of giving in to yet another level of being a bottom. All the while my cock, no longer even hard, leaked precum from the tip of my cage. I didn’t notice when I started whimpering, but I was nothing more than a moaning mess as Blake inserted the tip of the long toy into my hole. “Fuck, yes, Blake! Give it to me. Open me up! Steven I need your fist inside me. I want to take your fist.” “You will boy,” Steven said, stroking my heaving chest, “You will boy.” Blake pushed the toy until there was resistance, my hole now stretched as wide as it had been with the egg, and then started to fuck me. It felt as though there was already a foot of silicone inside me, my second ring open and relaxed as the tip slid in and out of it. He pushed hard with each thrust, trying to get a little more of the toy in me. I was certain I could feel each new inch of the toy forced into me. I was more open than I had ever been before, and a new part of my gut was being explore for the first time by the slick tip of the toy. Steven was jerking off his hard cock, his eyes fixed on the toy being fucked into my hole. He stepped forward, his cock aimed at my hole, and I watched his eyes roll back. His face contorted and his chest heaved. I felt hot ropes of cum spatter my hole and taint as Steven shot another load. “Perfect, more lube for his cunt,” Blake growled. Blake scooped up the load and rubbed it on the toy. He started to push harder. I took a deep breath and held it. I let it out slowly and felt my hole bloom open even more. “Fuck,” Blake groaned and leaned forward. I gasped, and then I knew why he had groaned. I felt the bulb of the toy and then the snap as the base locked into my destroyed hole. “I cant believe how stretchy your hole is. Fuck! You just took that whole thing.”

19. Steven’s door was closed again when I arrived back upstairs, and Blake wasn’t sitting at his desk. I knocked on the door, and it was quickly opened just a little bit by Blake. Seeing it was me he grinned and opened the door the rest of the way. He was mostly dressed but his shirt was unbuttoned to just above his pants. I slipped in, and was immediately grabbed by Steven. He was completely naked and hard. He kissed me deep on the mouth as Blake closed the door and locked it. Their hands ran all over my body, quickly stripping me down to my underwear. Blake pushed me forward, I felt his hands grab the fabric covering my cheeks and pull. He ripped my underwear apart exposing my ass but leaving the front. I was now in little more than a jock. Blake stripped off all of his clothes then grabbed my hips to push me forward. He quickly worked the plug out of my hole and I felt cool air wash up into my exposed guts. Steven broke our kiss and sat in a chair against the wall. “Come sit on my cock.” I practically ran over and jumped on his cock, straddling his legs and sliding down on his cock in one go. He groaned as I bottomed out, “Fuck, this pussy is adapting so quick. You feel so fucking soft and perfect.” Blake pushed me forward, forcing my chest into Steven’s. He slid forward under me, changing out angle. Blake’s cock was then at my hole next to Steven’s. I took a deep breath and relaxed. Blake groaned, his cock slowly slipping into my hole right next to our boss’s. I gasped as Blake’s pubes pressed into my ass. The fuck that followed was merciless. The two of them pounded into me together, their cocks moving like one massive tool. I felt like Jell-O. My body had gone slack. I was just a rag doll for them to use. My hole felt beautifully stretched. Blake had his hands on my shoulders pushing harder and harder into me. Steven was pushing my hips back down on their cocks, keeping me trapped. They were grunting deep and low, and I was moaning like a whore. My cunt was a gaping mess. “Fuck boy, I’m going to fill you up again,” Steven grunted. “Breed my hole! Please give me another load.” “I’m going to cum too. His hole feels too good.” “You feel so fucking tight with both of these cocks in you.” “It’s the only way I can feel tight right now.” “We’re going to ruin your cunt.” “I think I’m already ruined.” “Oh no, you’re not yet.” “Oh fuck! I’m going to,” Blake roared, and stopped fucking me. His cock pulsed against Steven’s cock and his load pumped into me again. That pushed Steven over the edge and he started to twitch and spray his load into me too. For a long moment we all stayed there. I was practically shaking. Then slowly Blake pulled out. Steven held me in place, his cock still lodged in my cunt. I heard Blake in toy drawer again and then he was back behind me. He pulled Steven’s cock from my hole and I felt the cold wetness of a big toy being pushed into my hole. It felt longer than the plug, and fatter. It certainly had almost no taper to it. It felt like he had just shoved a coke can up my ass. I was panting. Smack! Blake slapped my ass. “Fuck, Steven he just took the 3 inch egg.” “Damn, wow. Ok. On the couch boy.” On unsteady legs I unmounted Steven’s lap and moved over to the couch. The plug pushed even deeper when I sat down and I let out a little gasp. They both stood in front of me, their cocks semi hard and shining with cum and ass juice. “I didn’t expect you to be able to take that today,” Steven said. “Your pussy just wants to be wrecked,” Blake added. “I guess it does, but now I have to think of some other things to do to you. We promised to send you home at the end of work with a completely wrecked pussy.” “Oh, I’ve got some ideas,” a wicked smile flashed across Blake’s face.

I was working for one of those urban life magazines when my editor gave me an assignment that changed my life in so many ways. He wanted an article on the "new phenomenon" of bug chasing. Specifically, he wanted to tell our shrinking number of readers what would cause people do actively seek HIV infection. Even I knew that this was nothing new and had been going on for years. I could have asked why he didn't choose one of the gay guys on staff to write it, but I also knew the magazine was in financial trouble. Saving my job was a priority. So, I took the assignment without protest. My girlfriend was out of town on an extended work assignment eliminating the need to explain what I was going to be doing. So, I Googled bug chasing, found some background information and web sites which eventually led me to a club downtown called Positively Fourth Street. I assumed it was named for the old Bob Dylan song, but this place had nothing to do with Dylan. I began hanging out there trying to interview self described bug chasers. I spent the next few weeks chasing them, trying to get their stories. Frankly, most guys wouldn't talk to me, and the handful of guys who would didn't have anything to say that I hadn't read online. Plus I was wading through an incredible amount of bullshit from guys who only wanted to talk about being pozed and were no action. I had hoped to find someone who had gone through or was going through this experience who would tell me why and shed some insight on their hopes and fears. My plan was to feature one or two guys and tell their stories. However, I just couldn't find that connection. Then one night, I was sitting at the bar when this guy walked in. He was the most beautiful man I had ever seen. He was incredibly handsome. His tight jeans and t-shirt showed off his rippling muscles. Frankly, he looked like a Greek God. To my surprise, he sat down next to me. I considered myself straight, but that kind of went out the window. Introducing ourselves, I learned his name was Eric. Desperate for a story to write, I blurted out my mission. Eric listened attentively and then told me he was not a chaser, but rather the opposite: he was an HIV positive top. He continued, telling me a lot of things including erotic tales of his experiences that set my heart pounding, and not out of discomfort, but rather out of a desire to be share his experiences in some (perhaps) surreptitious manner. I did not want to see myself having sex with him, but, on the other hand, I had no doubt he was, in some degree, coming on to me. His HIV status, of course, gave me additional pause, but I knew the virus could not be transmitted through voyeurism. As Eric continued, his stories took on a somewhat dark hue (perhaps enhanced by the alcohol we were downing) and he intimated he was could infect anyone, anytime through a combination of technique and what he called his "massive viral load". As he talked, he drummed his fingertips on the bar. I immediately noted that he had filed them down to sharp points. He told me they "helped prime a bottom's plumbing", which meant nothing to me at the time. He told me he was "pozzing" a guy the next night at his apartment, and he invited me to watch, saying he was sure I would learn a great deal for my article. He told me the guy would be willing and able to provide information on the whole experience. My cock was tumescent at the thought of seeing watching Eric have sex, and my sense of caution went out the window. Some chances only come once in a lifetime, or so I temporized. It probably didn't hurt Eric's hand chanced brushed my crotch, and that when he stood up to leave, he was jostled by a guy climbing onto his bar stool, and Eric's crotch chanced to press against my thigh. In retrospect I think he might have been semi-erect - or was it wishful thinking on my part? In short, I accepted his offer and jotted down his address. The next day, at 8:00 P.M., heart pounding, I found myself ringing is doorbell. Eric answered the door buck fucking naked. I was totally caught off guard by this and had a hard time regaining my composure. I was absolutely overwhelmed by his physical presence. Although I struggled to keep my eyes off his cock, it was a loosing battle. He was built like the proverbial shit house: a thick bush, low hanging, veiny balls, a long, thick, uncut cock that never hung quite down, as did cocks in my (admittedly limited) experience, but it sort-of arched out from his body. Man, I thought, this is unfucking real. My cock started to throb in my jeans. Explaining he had just gotten out of the shower, he bade me to make myself comfortable while he completed preparing for the 'fuck-fest', to use his words. He disappeared back into another room. I sat down in front of a TV showing an all male porn film in which a series of incredibly muscular guys had very physical sex. I was surprised by how erotic I found this. My dick did not return to its normal, flaccid state. Within a few minutes Eric came out in a short robe and sat next to me to watch the video. Out of the corner of my eye I saw his cock push out of his robe as it grew to 10, thick inches. I spent the next half hour with one eye on the TV and the other on Eric's dick. What had I gotten myself into? Eric and I had a couple of drinks while we waited. Finally he said that it looked like his friend wasn't going to show. He told me that he was really horny (no kidding). He asked me, no, he told me to suck his cock. I started to say I was straight, but he put his hand on the back of my head. I can't say he forced my head down because I offered no resistance. A few seconds later I was sucking and licking his cock. I couldn't seem to stop myself. The smell, taste, texture and intimacy of the experience was wild beyond anything I had before experienced. After a few minutes he told me we were going in the bedroom. I just let him lead me in there. I don't remember undressing, but I ended up naked, on my back, on his bed. Facing my crotch, he straddled my face. I eagerly continued my work on his magnificent cock, balls and even found myself sliding my tongue in his ass crack. He was clearly enjoying the attention: not only did his cock not loose any rigidity, but drops of pre-cum were sporadically oozing out of his cock head. His pre-cum was fascinating: slick, salty and sweet at the same time. He started touching me all over and then leaning forward, began loading my asshole with lube, using hard, sharp, sometimes painful thrusts. I could literally feel myself being opened up. I knew what he intended, and so said 'no' to each of his several entreaties "hey, man, I've gotta slip my cock in your hole," but persistence and lust won out over logic, and, when he assured me he'd pull out if I asked him to, I acquiesced. To be sure, however, I told him there was no way i was going to let him shoot his load in me. He just kind of smiled as he positioned me on all 4s. He pushed some more lube inside my hole, and, generously lubing his cock, coaxed his way inside. It hurt like hell at first - pain the likes of which I had (not surprisingly), never before experienced. But after a few minutes of superficial penetration, my ass opened-up, and I guess my ass juices began flowing. Pain morphed into pleasure, and pleasure morphed into ecstasy as somewhere in there he began to hit my prostate. I found myself begging for more. The experience was like nothing I had ever experienced: was I going to piss myself or was I going to blow a load? I honestly didn't know, (and in some measure, didn't care), but I did know I now understood why so many guys loved anal sex. Eric mostly kept up a nice slow pace while he slid his rod in and out of my hole, alternately teasing my asslips and torturing my prostate when he slid all the way in. I tried to listen for any moans or changes in his breathing that would signal an orgasm, but I heard (or didn't want to hear) any tell-tale signs. His hands were all over me, a few times reaching around to pinch my tits really hard when he sped-up his pounding, but then letting-up as he slowed down. I didn't really want him to stop but was prepared to tell him "no mas" at the first sign he was going to cum in me. While all this was happening my mind was racing. I felt that I was experiencing all the terror, emotions, and pleasure that someone taking his first positive load could conceivably experience. I tried to make mental notes of everything I was experiencing, but I must admit my brain was quite befuddled by the overwhelming impact of the turn of events, and, of course, Eric's cock sliding in and out of me. After a really long time, perhaps twenty minutes or so, he said he had some things to tell me. He told me that he could stay hard and fuck for an hour or more. He said he could cum and not make a sound. Then he told me something I was really not ready to hear. He told me he had already cum in me twice. Then he said "here cums the third load." Before I could react, Eric's right hand moved to my shoulder and pushed me face down into the mattress. His left arm tightened around my hips. Then he rammed me hard a couple of times and moaned very loud. I felt his cock seem to vibrate and then felt the hot liquid fly into me. I guessed that having my nipples pinched had masked the first two loads. However, there was no mistaking what he had done this time. I was overwhelmed with terror. How could he do this to me? Eric collapsed on top of me, his semi-hard cock plugging my ass, keeping his cum in me. I asked him why he had pozzed me. He told me that my "friends at the bar" had hired him to do it. They told him that I wanted it. They said I'd make up some story about why I hung out in the bar, but that he should ignore it. I was surprised he would do this for money. He told me he was paid quite well. He called himself a 'poztitute'. He told me he had cut me up inside with his fingernails, and there was no doubt his bugs were already in my blood. He told me he liked me and said I could stay the night. I locked myself in the bathroom for a long time. I needed time to get my head around all that had happened. I tried to force his cum out of me somehow, but very little dripped out, and what did was mixed with my blood. When I finally came out of the bathroom, the apartment was dark, and he was snoring. I thought about it for a bit, and finally slipped into bed with him. He later fucked me two more times, cumming multiple times. Early that morning I dressed and went home. When my girlfriend got back to town, I broke up with her. I told her I met someone else. I hated hurting her, but I just couldn't take the chance of infecting her. What I subsequently learned was the fuck flu hit me about a month and a half after my night with Eric. My subsequent HIV blood test was positive. I wrote the article about my experience as though I had interviewed someone else. It was the best thing I ever wrote, but the magazine went out of business before it was published. I work for a public relations firm now. I haven't had sex since all this happened, but I think I'm ready to get out there. There are some big-talking, no-action guys at a certain bar for whom I have certain gifts. Paybacks are a bitch.

Word had been spreading about me in my town but thankfully my identity had been kept secret. I had started secretly giving blowjobs and getting fucked through the hidden gloryhole in our bathroom at the local mall. It first started with one or two times but it grew into more. Being 18 and a freshman in college I felt out of place among all the upperclassmen. I also felt out of place among the other freshmen as well. Growing up my red hair and smallish frame got me picked on so i didn't make friends easily so i mostly kept to myself. Knowing I was gay and saw how the world looked ay the gay community just made me stay to myself even more but it didn't stop me from wanting to glance at the older guys in the gym showers and in the locker room. A few times I got caught looking but it was passed on just by a young guy wanting to see what an older guy looks like. From what I learned from what I saw in porn I have been using anything I can to re-create everything I had been seeing. I started using my hairbrush handle and when I felt I was ready for more I started looking for bigger things to put up my ass. I found a porn shop that had been far enough away from my college so I wouldn’t be noticed and found a few sizes that would do great things to my ass and make me ready for real cocks. When I felt I was ready, that's when I started leaving notes in parts of the school that only guys would see and told them that there is a time and place if they wanted to have a private release during the day. I had two free periods during the school day that were meant for studying but since I already had as much work as I could do I used those periods waiting in the bathroom stall for anyone who saw my notes and wanted to have some fun. The stall next to me opened up and I waited hoping this was the first of many to show up. Sure enough there were two soft knocks on the wall like I asked so it wouldn't be heard and I was excited for this. I lifted the panel keeping the hole hidden and as soon as I did there was an enormous cock with a thick head at the end. I had to be at least twelve inches long and six inches thick with a thick bush of black pubes. I licked my lips in wanting but then i saw written on the tip ass only no suck. I was upset that i couldn't taste it but i was more than happy to spread my cheeks and set myself on what was offered to me. I could hear the softest groan coming from the stall and knew this was going to be fun. The rhythm picked up as I got more and more used to his length and girth making it much harder to stay quiet for the both of us. The guy I guess heard me whimper louder and louder with him going faster making his balls slap loudly on my ass. We had to stop when we heard someone walk into the stall on the other side of mine. In fear I could feel the guy starting to pull out of me without filling my ass with his cum until we both heard the double knock on the wall and I began to feel him push back in. I lifted the second panel and there was a cock that wasn't as long as the one that was pumping into my poop chute but was thicker. Thankfully on the tip of this new member was written suck and swallow. I opened my mouth as much as i could and took as much down my throat. With all my practice at home with various objects I was able to take the whole thing without any issue thanks to not having a gag reflex. Whoever had their cock in my throat was loving it because he moaned loudly when I took the whole thing on my first try. I sat there as this guy fucked my throat without any mercy as the did the guy fucking my ass. Being pounded at both ends felt more amazing than everything I have ever experienced in my life. I couldn't think of any better way to lose my virginity than having two guys at once taking it on each side for the first time. I could feel it when both of these hung stallions were getting close to filling me up with their mature seed. I pushed back to make sure that the guy fucking me was as far inside of my ass to unload everything into it without wasting a drop as well as the guy i was sucking so i could swallow everything offered to me. The school bell rang signaling the first of my free periods were over and They slammed into me at the same time making me moan so much it brought them both overboard. I felt both cocks expand so much and unload everything into my body. I kept up my swallowing so I didn't lose any of the cum being poured into my throat. When both guys were finished and pulled out I set the toilet paper panel back down so neither of them had a chance to look in and see me. The guy who fucked me was the first to leave and shortly after that the guy i was sucking left too leaving me in my sex haze and i took the time to finger out the cum leaking from my un virgined and leaking hole to taste it. Once I ate all the cum from my hole I was hungry for more and felt empty without another cock inside of me. Once the warning bell went on signaling that everyone was supposed to be in class that's when i heard the double knocking coming from the stall that the guy who fucked me had just vacated so i was excited to know what was coming up next.

I'm with my bf for almost a decade. We love each other, we're having great sex and hugging him feels so nice. The problem is we are both closeted. I know that everything is supposed to be cool in 2022 and some would say c'me on it's 2022 nobody cares if u're gay. But for my place (Athens, Greece) I don't feel that's true. I mean definitely there are people who are uncloseted (is this the term?) and bullying someone for being gay is way less tolerated that it was before but still.. My friends don't know about me. By hiding this I distanced myself from them. But actually, I remained silent because I felt they wouldn't approve. Thus someone would say that you don't need someone who doesn't like u for who you are. Only two people know about me and this is such a relief. The past weekened I went to my "best friend's" wedding (how can you bestie not know?). I felt sad because everybody had his gf (for reasons that I failed to comprehend he only invited his male friends and they brought their gf). I felt kinda sad and weak. Sad because I was like hey I have a bf too I'm not the eternally single guy you took me for. And weak because I was alone. Most guys there would either not talk to me or making fun of me. the worst part we stayed in a hotel bcz the wedding was outside of Athens. To my surprise the room he had booked for me was shared with another guy (he is a friend of his and I know him, we're not friends but we were together in medical school). That friend, during the night tried to provoke me. It was a kind of test to check whether I was gay or not. I figured because of a messaged. My "best friend" told me that I would stay with me and that I would have fun. That was odd but I didn't really thought much about it. I felt humiliated. I told him that I was gay and he said he thought so and he insulted me. We fought. In his eyes, a gay can't fight he's supposed to get beated. But I box for ages. Such arrogant was he that he thought that a gay boxer can't box a straight random dude. Anyway I just felt very very bad about this. I didn't deserve that. Nobody does

Glad it worked out for you. I'll just add that for me this is a huge plus of being on PreP: you don't need to worry about the status of the other person, his viral load, whether he is telling the truth about himself, and so on. The ability to protect yourself is in your hands. I'd really encourage you to follow through and get on the medication.

Go to a house with a large deck. I am to be naked at all times. For a week, men come by whenever they wish to use me, indoors, outdoors, however they wish and however many wish to at a time. They can be masked or not, their choice. The house is provisioned so I don't need to leave for food, drink, booze, cigars, etc. The only priority is the other men's orgasms.

Woof! Wish I had been taken like this!

Yes. Mainly bb fucking of my hole when I was there last

You're right. I'm all bottom now and my job's to take and hold cumloads inside to absorb as much as possible. When I used to top I expected my receptacle to hold my cum in them.

A compelling paper from 2022 that probably needs a look. I had thought that PrEP failure was lower than the 3% cited. [think before following links] https://journals.lww.com/aidsonline/Fulltext/2022/03150/Rising_rates_of_recent_preexposure_prophylaxis.9.aspx

Well, most of them. lol Tom Faulk, Pierre Fitch, TIM Christian, Ian Jay, Fyerfli, young Tom Byron, TT Boy, Pig Boy Ruben, every guy in Eric Videos - especially Romeo Davis, George Mason from Hung Young Brit (and Josh), Ethan Wolfe, Logan Stevens, Cliff Jensen, Ty Roderick, any fit guy who has dark circles surrounding their eyes, etc, etc, etc....

Really need this filled bad!!

Then plan to attend one of the events!

I’m a burly bear and I love going to saunas. I guess I should get tested but I feel good and I love it raw. Sometimes there are guys who are funny about this but mostly when I drop my towel and see my hung meat beneath my manly belly they say “this time just for you – I need your meat in me raw”. The sauna I go to has a bar between the locker rooms and the cabins, slings and darkrooms. As I entered it I saw our local HIV testing centre had an outreach table run by a twink. As I passed I gave him a wink and he said “want an HIV test?”. I said “nah, love it raw, pounding holes and they love it – would be the same whatever the result”. He replied “but a big daddy like you needs to look after his health”. I laughed and said “good boy, but I need a twink to look after it for me while I sow my seed – and anyway – last time you were here three months ago I’m sure I saw you take it raw”. He smiled and said “I only take it raw here, love the hot guys and the dirtiness of doing it with a stranger. But we come every three months and I get tested with you guys so the lad I give my hole to at the end knows its clean”. I laughed and said “and you only get with the neg ones I imagine”. He laughed and said “well, I get pretty horny by the end seeing all the guys in just their towels but I do try to”. I replied “well good luck to you twink and walked off”. It was only an half an hour to the end of their session and I went to the cinema room for a bit to get me in the mood and then found a cabin. As usual I left the door open. It wasn’t long before the twink from the testing centre passed by in just a towel. The cabins are on a dead end so I knew he’d have to pass back. I took my towel off in readiness and started jerking my thick meat. He stopped when he passed the door and said “wow it’s even bigger than I imagined”. I winked and said “so you’ve been imagining this meat”. The twink said “I know it’s so dirty but the thought of trying out untested confident cock is making me so hard”. To prove the point he dropped his towel and his massive twinky cock sprang out and slapped against his abs I said “wow you are a dirty boy, but a neg one right?”. He replied “freshly tested but I didn’t think you’d care”. I asked him “and you come back and get tested in three months?” He nodded and said sadly “wish I could have more raw cock but there it is”. I told him that he could have my untested cock at any time in between. He smiled the biggest smile and said “thank u daddy” and knelt to suck my cock. I stood up so that he could see what a real, alpha looked like, slapped my cock in his face and let him suck it. He sucked like a pro! A nasty thought crossed my mind “so when you get your next HIV test and again in six months you’ll get your way and have tested me too”. He looked up and me and said “oh wow daddy, make me your HIV test!”. I said “I think it’s time we prepared that test”. I liked his hole and then aked “OK then twink, are you ready to go UNTESTED?”

I consider myself a total bottom although I will find a sloppy ass to breed at the end of a night at the bathhouse. I cum fast and I am 1-and-done when I cum. When I hit the bathhouse I plan to spend 12+ hours. If I accidentally nut at any point I pack up and go home. There is no getting me horny for several hours after I unload. If I could remain horny after cumming in a group of bottoms I’d probably do it more often. IDK, my identity is a BTM and I live for the nights in the sling with loads churning in me ass.

You could make your point without as much hostility, I think. Instead of saying “if you vote red then fuck you” you might say something like “if you vote red then you vote not to get fucked by me.” I would also omit the “be very afraid of me” because it comes across as an empty threat. Instead maybe say something like “be prepared to accept the consequences of your own choices.” Both negative approaches are simply an invitation to belligerence on the part of the other guy.

It doesn't really matter to me, but I do like cumming on a guy's cock before he's cum so I can suck myself off him (and snog him with it if he wants.) Works the other way too 😜

I would love that too.

16. I had been at work maybe half an hour and now I was on my back across my boss’s desk while his secretary fucked my throat and my boss fucked my slid into my ass for the second day in a row. My caged cock leaked precum onto my stomach, matting down my treasure trail and the plastic ground against my skin. The only thing keeping me quiet was Blake’s fat cock down my throat or there was no way I would have been able to take my boss in one hard thrust silently. “Fuck, I can’t believe your cunt feels looser than it did yesterday. Its so fucking perfect.” “Swap? I wanna try him.” “Fuck yeah.” Blake pulled his long 9 inch cock out of my throat, smearing juice across my face as he did, and walked around the desk. Steven, stepped aside, and Blake lined his cock up. He slid it into me in one long stroke pushing a groan out of the depth of my soul as he slithered past my second hole. I clapped my hand over my mouth. “Don’t worry, the office is super sound proofed,” Blake said leaning forward over the desk. “You should know,” Steven added, playfully slapping Blake on the ass. I looked up, my face a mix of pleasure and confusion. “Normally its me on the desk with Steven’s big raw cock in me,” he was right over my face, “Theres been maybe three days in the whole time I’ve worked for him that we haven’t started the day with his load going in my hole.” He said the next part almost in a whisper, “and I, am not a quiet bottom.” “So, if you need to moan,” Steven was now right by my head, “Go ahead and moan.” “God damn Steven,” Blake said sliding slowly in and out of me, “this cunt is so perfect. How did we not know you were a cumdump?” “I wasn’t till recently,” I relayed the story of Matt and the cage as Blake started to fuck me a little harder. “A new cumdump, perfect. That means we get to train your hole to be the perfect pussy.” “God yes! Fill me with your cum.” “Oh, were going to do a lot more than just breed you.” “Oh?!” “We’re gonna breed and stretch this cunt out wide.” “Fuck yes.” “You ready to see how much you can take?” “Fuck yes.” “Good.” Blake grabbed my hips and started to pound me deep. I groaned and laid my head back, washed yet again in the glow of being fucked. Steven’s cock floated above my face and I pulled it into my mouth. Blake climbed onto the desk, fucking even deeper into me. It was a struggle to keep Steven’s cock in my mouth, as Blake pressed my knees further over my shoulders. Eventually Steven pulled out and just watched, slowly jerking off, as Blake drove into me over and over from above. I was shouting, I hoped that they had been right about how sound proof the room was. A thin trickle of sweat ran down Blake’s chest making little swirls in his light chest hair. His eyes were closed, and a his face contorted in concentration. His dick was well past my second hole. I felt perfect. Steven leaned close to my ear as Blake let out a grunt, “Here’s whats going to happen. Blake is going to breed your cunt soon. Then I’m going to take his place and flood your hole too. After that we’re going to see just how much abuse your sweet hole can take. How does that sound?” “Fucking amazing!” “Good.” “Oh, fuck I’m getting close.” Blake’s breathing had changed. He looked sweatier. It was clear he was about to burst. I tightened my hole around his cock and milked him as he went over the falls. His orgasm burst from him like a cannon shot. I felt volley after volley of cum pump from his cock into my warm hole. Another wave of bliss swept across me. I was once more full of another man’s load. After a few shaky moments as Blake came down from his orgasm, he pulled out. Then it was Steven’s turn.

9. Mike had me get on his bed and stick my used hole in the air. He then opened a drawer in his dresser and pulled out a plug only a little smaller than the one I’d seen go inside him. I groaned as he slid it into my hole, opening me slowly wider than I had ever been before. “How do you feel,” he asked. “Amazing, thank you.” “Don’t thank me yet,” he pressed harder on the plug and I felt myself coming to the widest part. Then it sprang in, my hole clamped around the base and I was full. “Yes.” I moaned into Mikes bedsheets. I sprawled flat on the bed, my now plugged ass still exposed and pointing to the ceiling. Mike lay down next to me, one hand resting on my back. “Now, how do you feel.” “Honestly?” “Yeah.” “Better than I could have ever imagined. I don’t want to ever not feel like this.” “I’m guessing that means you’re still horny?” “God yes.” He laughed, “well lets get you some more raw cock then.” “Thank you,” I said, and kissed him again. “What do you want to do, go trolling on Scruff for someone? I could also just text a couple of fuck buddies and see If they want to come breed you.” “How about, I grab my phone, and you start texting your friends and we see who can gets here first.” “I’ve got a better idea. How about…” he went over to his dresser again, “you give me your phone and I’ll see who I get over here faster, and you” he pulled a big thick black dildo from the drawer, “and you go in your room and start working this in your pretty little cunt while you wait.” “I’ll get my phone.” Five minutes later I was squatting on my bedroom floor, the plug Mike had put in me on the nightstand, shiny with cum from my hole, and the big fat dildo halfway in my cunt. Mike looked in the open door and grinned, he had his phone in his hand, and started to snap pictures as I rode the toy deeper and deeper. “Ok, I’ll give you a choice, I’m going to invite over whoever I want, but do you want to see who they are before they get here or do you just want a couple or raw cocks to are you out for the night.” I took a deep breath and sank a little lower on the dildo. “Mike, if you weren’t caged right now I’d be sucking you hard so you can fuck me. I just need cock.” “Perfect,” he looked at his phone, “Get the last few inches of that dildo in you. You’re gonna need the stretch.” He left me alone for a few minutes, I worked down on the dildo, gasping when it slid past my second ring holding me open. I rode it like it was a real cock, feeling my lips slide up and down its plastic shaft. It felt good, but not enough. Then Mike was back, “Ok, heres what you’re gonna do. Your top is almost here, when you hear the door, bottom out on the dildo and wait on your knees.” “Yes Sir.” “I like this new you,” he laughed. “Me too.” The buzzer to the apartment went, and then Mike was gone. I shifted onto my knees, and sat back. The balls at the base of the dildo rested against my ass, and my breath came short for a moment. I head the door open. Mike exchanged words with the man. Then there was the sound of clothes being shed. My heart was in my chest. I had no idea who was coming in the room but I was completely naked, with my cock in a cage, kneeling on my bedroom floor, with a dildo completely imbedded in my loose cum filled hole. I had never been more exposed and vulnerable. It was perfect. Mike, I realized, had a type. Another bear stood in my doorway naked and hard. His head was bald, but he had a thick short cropped beard, and his body was covered in heavy dark hair. Pink pert nipples stood out from the thicket. A slightly round, but strong looking belly, stuck out under his broad pecs; and below that, pointing straight at me, was another thick solid looking cock already leaking precum. “Damn Mike, you weren’t kidding. Your roommate is quite the cute little pig.” He walked towards me as Mike appeared in the doorway behind him all smiles. “Have fun.” The new bear walked towards me his cock slowly leaking. I leaned forward, keeping the dildo lodged inside me, and took his cock in my mouth. His hands came to the back of my head, and his fingers entwinned in my hair. His cock slid slowly down my throat as I sat back taking the full length of the dildo again. He groaned with appreciation as he started to face fuck me. “Fuck boy, you’ve got a nice mouth.” I sucked harder, drawing him deeper inside my mouth. “Yeah, youre a horny little cock sucker.” I put my hands on his ass pulling his cock in and controlling the thrusts a little. “Fuck boy, I need that cunt though. Get off that dildo and get on your bed. All fours. Show me your pussy.” His cock came sliding out of my mouth, my face covered in spit. I gasped for a moment, and then jumped on my bed, the dildo rocked on the floor covered in cum and ass juice. I was on my hands and knees with my hole presented to him, but he knocked me forward so my chest was on the mattress, my face pressed into the sheets. He let out an appreciative grown, and then without any prep or preamble, pressed his cock into my hole. Now it was my turn to moan. Ecstasy, joy, overwhelmed me. It was my place, my perfect place. His cock slid slowly inside my hole, lubed by all the cum already there. My second hole resisted for a moment and then gave way once more. Then his balls were against my hole and I was his. “Sweet fucking cumdump pussy.” “Please breed me.” He started slower than I would have expected, small strokes in and out, almost grinding his cock into me. As he built speed he also pulled out further and further. After a while he was slamming the full length of his cock in and out of me with each stroke. Then it was back to the slow deep push. He built this rhythm back and forth, pounding for a while and then backing off. Eventually he grabbed my hips hard and knocked me to the side. He pulled my top leg up onto his shoulder as he drilled deep inside me. The new position let his cock in even deeper than before. I heard myself whimpering as if the sound was not coming from my mouth. I was focused on his cock far more than anything happening with my own body. I didn’t hear the other bear come in. I only noticed him when the man inside me shifted my position again, so that I was on my back still impaled deep on his cock, and there was suddenly another cock in my face. I didn’t think. I just opened my mouth and took in another thick veiny cock. I felt helpless, not that I would have wanted to escape if I could. I let these men use my body. I was their toy. Then Mike fell onto the bed next to me, a third bear appeared and slide inside of Mike’s willing hole. The two of us were getting fucked together for the second time that night. The man inside of me started to grown deeply, seemingly more and more turned on by the scene. I didn’t think he would last long now, and I was right. Soon he was growling, and yet more cum was pumped into my hole. My eyes rolled back in pleasure. Then he pulled out, and the man face fucking me took his place. My first top moved to have Mike quickly clean off his cock and then, after thanking Mike left. Now there were two bears and two holes. Mike shifted so our faces were closer and started to kiss me as the bears used our holes. At some point they swapped and Mike’s top punched into my hole. “Thank you Mike, thank you,” I panted as we kissed. “Fuck I’m going to breed your hole boy,” the top inside me roared. “Please breed me. I need your load.” “Fill him up,” Mike added. “I’m fuck…” with a grunt, another load was pumped into my worn out and willing hole. The bear pulled out, and got on the bed for Mike to clean his cock, while the last guy moved from Mike’s hole to mine. He must have been close while he was fucking Mike because he too quickly deposited his load in me. Mike cleaned off his cock too, and then they were both gone. Mike and I lay on my bed, sweaty and stinking of cum, and fell asleep next to each other.

6 months before my brother moved to NYC I put him on PrEP. He said I’m still a Virgin? Being gay in North Platte your only problem is staying alive from all the beating you get. When he moved in with me I was POZ undetectable and he was on PrEP. About 2 weeks after my BF and I started fucking him and he has become a sex addict taking any dick In his holes.

It's a big and permanent decision. I would say take the PreP and go be a slut. You seem to enjoy it, and until you're sure what you want, you shouldn't deny yourself. Or you can go chasing bugs and see what happens. Just be sure it's what YOU want.

I have woken up to being fucked... and all I can say is, I loved it!