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PART 5 Henry said I’d know where to find him again. Apparently I didn’t. The first few days after he bred me I stuck close to campus. I was jumble of emotions. Anxiety had set in quickly — how did I let myself get pozzed?!?! It wasn’t even an accident. I had begged for it. How had a trip to the store turned into my being bred by a relative stranger? And how many times had Jared been there and done that? But every time I jerked off the rest of the week, I thought about Henry’s cock spewing inside me. I couldn’t stop thinking about it. I didn’t want to admit it, but I wanted it again. Friday I went looking for Henry at the bar and didn’t see him. After hanging with my friends and having some beers, I snuck off and went to Henry’s apartment, but he wasn’t there. I looked again a few times on Saturday, but no luck. I told myself I’d make him but on a condom this time. I even put one in my pocket when I went out. I was so horny, I went to the newsstand two towns over where I knew they sold old porn mags with he covers cut off. I bought a pack for a few bucks, and at the last second asked to buy a bottle of poppers. I’d never bought my own before. I had them in my pocket Saturday night when I went back to the bar, but still no Henry. It was Sunday morning and I went to shower. The dorm was pretty quiet; I didn’t hear many guys moving around, yet. They’d given everyone a single for the summer, so while the rooms on the second and third floors were all being used, there was still less than half the usual number of people. Our summer dorm was the oldest on campus, so the bathrooms and showers were older. It was more of a group shower with curtains you could pull between them, which a lot of the guys did. I had them to myself this morning, so didn’t bother pulling the curtains. I was showering when I heard the door open and saw a security guard come in. He went to the line of sinks and started washing his hands. I thought about grabbing the shower curtain and pulling it closed, but I felt like that was kinda dickish to do just because someone walked in. Guys are naked in the shower room all the time. I shampooed my hair and rinsed it out. Then I noticed the guard was still in the room, seemingly washing his face. Struck me as a bit odd. This room only had two sinks and the set of showers; the bathroom was on the other side of the wall and had a whole row of sinks. No one usually came in here just to use the sinks. I conditioned my hair and started my body wash routine — feet, calves, thighs, ass, cock and balls, abs, pecs, and finally my arms. I looked over my shoulder to see if the guard was still there — I hadn’t heard the door open or close. He was still doing something at the sink, but seemed to look in the mirror. When our eyes met, he left the shower room. I finished up my shower, wrapped the towel around my waist, and headed down the hallway back to my dorm room. I liked these quiet mornings in the dorm before breakfast. I went into my room and left the door open to circulate the summer air; the entire week had been muggy, and the dorm didn’t have A/C. I was picking out underwear when I noticed the security guard go by my door. I figured he must be headed to the stairwell. But then he went by again, slower this time. I definitely caught him looking into my room as he walked by. I got a weird tingle seeing him walk past again. Was something up? Why was security lingering on the floor and checking out my room? I dropped my towel and slipped on my underwear, tucking my junk into the pouch in the front. I was reaching for the shorts I’d left hanging on a chair when I saw the guard again. This time he was just standing in my doorway. I was startled and yelped. “Sorry,” he said. “I just wanted to check in and make sure everything was okay.” “Why? Is something up?” He stepped into my room. “Just thought I’d say hey.” He walked up to me; I felt awkward standing there in just my underwear. This was weirdly exciting but odd nonetheless. “I’m thinking we have a friend in common.” “Who’s that?” “Henry,” he said conspiratorially. He looked me up and down, not being shy about it. “You’re even hotter than he described. Athletic and ginger.” “Thanks,” was all I could think to say. I was standing there awkwardly, not knowing what to do. I started to reach for my pair of shorts again, but he put his hand on my chest to stop me. “I don’t think you need those,” he said, running his hand across my chest and down my abs. “I liked what you were wearing in the shower better.” I started breathing heavier. This surge of horniness went through me. Was this really happening?!?! One of the campus security guards was coming on to me. There was no mistaking it. “Doors open,” I said nervously, pulling away from his exploring hand. I saw my cock was getting hard in my underwear. The guard looked down at my hard bulge and grinned. He took a few steps back to the door and closed it gently. “Better now,” he said. He looked good in that uniform. Tall, strong build. He was almost a foot taller than me. He had a muscular chest beneath the tight blue uniform. His arms were nicely muscled, too. He started running his hands across my body, exploring, sizing me up. I reached out and touched his chest, feeling it through the fabric. “Like my body, ginger boy?” I nodded. “Good answer. Now get the underwear off.” I slipped the underwear down and left them on the floor. The guard didn’t waste any time reaching for my ass. He slapped it. “Nice bubble.” He slapped it again which hurt; I winced. “Now turn around. Put your hands on the desk behind you.” I turned around, facing the large window in my room that looked out of the quad. It was still quiet out there. I felt him spread my ass apart, probing at my hole. “That’s a sweet ginger hole. I’m gonna put that to good use.” He stood up and pushed the crotch of his uniform against my ass. The good boy in me panicked. “Be sure to use a condom,” I said. “There’s some there on the table.” “You put it on me when we’re ready for it,” he said. I heard him undoing his belt buckle and unzip. I leaned over and picked up the condom and put it next to me on the desk. He stepped over to the table I had pushed up next to the bunk bed as a nightstand. He picked up the lube and squirted it into one hand. I could see his cock standing straight out of his uniform pants. It was thick! He started to massage my hole using the lube, working it into my hole. “I like a tight hole,” he said. He took my hand and wrapped it around the shaft of his cock. I could feel the heat of his skin, and even smell the musk. What was happening?! Ten minutes ago I was in the shower. Alone. Now I’m about to get fucked in my dorm room! The good boy in me said we should say no and put an end to it. But he was out voted — my hole was totally turned on, and it was now in charge. I pushed my ass back against his hand. “Hungry are we?” He said. “Get up on the desk, lay back. Hang your ass over the edge.” I turned around and sat on the edge of the desk. I laid back, adjusting my ass so it was at the edge. He lifted my legs and slapped his hardon against my hole. He rested the bottle of poppers I’d bought yesterday on my chest. “Popper up.” I unscrewed the bottle and held it to one nostril, inhaling deeply. I started to feel a growing buzz as I moved the bottle to the opposite nostril. I was transfixed on the guard slathering lube onto his cock. “Lay back, legs up. Show me that ginger hole.” I leaned back onto the desk and lifted my legs, my ass hanging off the end of the desk. He pressed his hands behind my knees, forcing my legs wider and really exposing my ass. The poppers washed over me. My heart started racing and there was a moment where the room seemed to go darker. That craving for cock came with it again, and I started flexing my hole for him. “That’s it,” he growled. “That’s what I wanna see.” He started teasing my hold with the head of his thick cock. He picked up the lube and dribbled more onto my hole, then spread it with his cock. I could feel the heat coming off the bare head. Something about a condom crossed the back of my head. The voice was a distant whisper that was overwhelmed by the craving I was feeling. “Fuck me,” I said quietly. “What was that, ginger boy?” “Fuck me,” I said more firmly. The guard pushed his cock against my hole, prying it open with the force. I felt the muscles give way and his thickness started to fill me. I winced and then gasped with the thickness stretching my hold. The opened condom went ignored on the desk beside me. “Fuuuuck…. That’s a tight ginger hole. “Gonna have to stretch you out to really enjoy this.” My mind was swirling. I was in my dorm room, naked on the desk, with someone whose name I don’t even know burying his cock inside me. If anyone in the rooms across the quad from mine looked out their windows, they’d be able to see me getting fucked. “People can see in the windows,” I gasped. “Good. Maybe they’ll want some of this, too.” He thrust all the way in til his balls were pressed against my ass. I groaned with the intense penetration. “College guys can’t get enough of this cock.” He started pounding away at my ass. I was moaning, probably louder than I should have in the dorm.People would be waking up and hear me, but I couldn’t control it. I felt totally drunk on his cock. I felt amazing! He could see it in my face. “You love this cock, don’t you, ginger boy?” “Fuck yeah!” He grinned a wicked grin. “Oops. Someone forgot to put the condom on me. Guess I know what you really want this morning.” The fucking was relentless. He took my ass in an aggressive series of thrusts. I groaned as he pummeled me. It was a wild mix of pleasure and pain. I fumbled for the poppers and awkwardly took another hit, hoping it would soften the roughness of the fuck. “Don’t worry. I’m almost there…..” he said. Those words sent a thrill through me. I grabbed my own cock and began jacking it. The guard had a wicked look on his face. “Fuck yeah. You want this gift. I knew you did. Knew it as soon as I saw you showing off in the shower. Knew you’d want to get pozzed again. Fucking slut.” He spat on me. I was totally fixated on him, on the relentless fucking I was taking. He was going to breed me. The good boy voice in the back of my head screamed again, but the rest of me wanted it. “Fuck yeah!” He said loudly. “Fuck yeah! I’m cumming! I’M CUMMING!!” A part of me knew everyone had just heard that. Some strange guy’s voice was coming from my room declaring his dominance over me. He came with a rush, his body shaking as his cock pulsed. He unleashed his load inside me, electrifying me. Instead of burying his load deep, he just kept pumping it into me. There was nothing I could do except take it from him. My own cock burst, spewing jizz across my chest and even hitting my face. My body spasmed. The guard pulled out, letting my legs just dangle off the desk. They didn’t quite fall to the floor — my muscles were too worked up and activated to relax. Instead I just held myself there, body spasming from the exertion, covered in my own jizz. He came over and pushed his cock into my face. “Clean it off,” he commanded. I didn’t have a choice as he roughly pushed his cum slicked cock into my mouth. “Taste your ginger ass on there, boy. Taste some of the cum I left inside you. Clean it off real good so I can go back to work.” When he was satisfied, he put himself together again, tucking his cock inside his pants. He’d never undressed, just pulled out his cock. The uniform clearly didn’t interfere with his fucking the hell oughta me. “You’re gonna need another shower,” he said, lightly slapping my tight abs. He ran his hands over my smooth torso. “Hot body. I’m gonna enjoy using it.” He walked to the door, leaving me laying on my desk. “Have a good one, bud.” And walked out, leaving the door open as he walked down the hallway. [What is going to become of our newest cumdump college boy, Justin? I suspect there’s more ahead for him! If you enjoyed this chapter, let me know. A blue heart (or a 🐷) is always appreciated — a simple form of feedback inspires me. Thanks!]

I needed to go to town for some shopping and went online to see if I could line up some fun while I was over there. I found a hot looking guy who had several pics of him in a jockstrap. He had a nice body, thick cock, and looked like fun so I reached out to him. He responded and we discussed what we liked to do and found that we had lots of mutual interests. He’s more of a top, I’m a bottom but we both loved rimming and getting rimmed, plus lots of ass play and toys. He said he had a good selection of toys that we could use on each other. We switched over to texting rather than the app where we found each other and exchanged a few more pictures. I noticed that he was in a sling in a few shots and he confirmed that he had a sling set up in his house. I love being in a sling since it really opens my hole for whatever the guy wants to do. It’s also lots of fun to rim a guy or shove toys in his ass when he is in the sling. We made plans to meet up the next weekend and discussed what we wanted to do. Luckily, we both liked long sessions and he said that he could fuck and cum multiple times in a session. There would definitely be some rimming and toy play too. He mentioned the possibility of finding another guy to play with us and I was up for that. Max met me in the parking lot so that he could lead me to his place. I forgot to bring a jockstrap and had asked him if I could wear one of his and he agreed. He asked what color I wanted and I said red. When we got inside, he showed me 2 red jockstraps: one a traditional design and the other smaller and skimpier. I decided on that one so I stripped down and put on the red jockstrap. It fit pretty snugly and managed to hide my cock while framing my ass nicely. Max undressed and he was wearing an orange jockstrap. He asked if I wanted to parTy and we went into another room where there was another guy, named Joey, wearing a green jockstrap. We smoked and talked for a little bit before getting down to business. Like I said, Max is a top, I’m a bottom, and Joey is versatile so this should work out well. We started out by making out, fondling cocks and asses, then I started mouthing Max’s cock through his jock. I also worked over his balls and he started to feel up my ass. Joey hung aside, watching and stroking his own cock. I pulled Max’s cock out of his jock and sucked it into my mouth. I could feel him growing harder and that’s always a great feeling. He sniffed some poppers and I started to deep throat him. He was thrusting into my mouth and I was sucking him deep and working his balls and down towards his hole. Eventually, I got my mouth working down over his balls and flipped him over to work on his hole. He had sent me a pic of his hairy hole and hairy is a favorite of mine. I licked and rimmed him for a while then took a hit of poppers and I started to really probe him with my tongue. His moans confirmed that he was liking what was happening. Max moved away and started playing with my ass. He worked it with his fingers and then asked me to sit on his face. I love having my ass eaten this way so I was happy to oblige. He was a good ass eater, working around my hole and into it. He got it nice and wet with his spit. I moved off of him and we laid down next to each other. Max spun around so that his head was at my feet, got some lube, and started playing with my hole. Before I knew it, he had his whole fist inside me. He has pretty small hands so it slipped in easily but still gave me a wonderful feeling of fullness. He worked my ass from the inside for a little bit with occasional poppers hits for both of us and then we decided to set up the sling and get into some solid ass work. While setting up the sling, I told Max that he was the first guy ever to fist me. He was surprised since he said his hand slid in without much resistance. I just knew that I wanted more. Once the sling was up, we got out some toys. There was a dildo with 5 bumps on it that felt great going in and out of my hole. Another dildo was like a cock on steroids, thicker and longer than most guys. There was also a fist dildo. We worked the one with the bumps in my ass and then switched over to the cock shaped one. Even with the size, it slid right in to my ass since it had been opened up by Max and the first dildo. That one went deep and felt great inside me. Max took out the dildo and I saw that Joey had lubed up his hand. He started working that around my hole and worked it inside me. It took some effort since his hand was bigger, but he got it in and let it rest there for a bit. Then he started some smaller hand movements and a little bit of in and out. He didn’t take his fist all the way out yet but was giving me a good stretch when his knuckles got near my opening. Eventually, he did pull out and Max pushed his cock in. No matter how good toys or fists feel, there’s nothing like a good hard cock in my ass. We fucked for a while with poppers making a few appearances. Max shot his first load inside me and he sat back on a stool to take a break. I got out of the sling and we smoked some more during the break. I started to get itchy for something in my ass so Max lubed up his hand and I got back in the sling. This time, it went right in. With his smaller hand, he was able to really fuck me with his hand and we were both enjoying the ride. We switched over to the fist dildo, which took some more effort to get in. Joey had been on his phone while he was watching us and said that another buddy was interested in coming over and asked if I was OK with that. I sure was, so they told him to join us. When Matt walked in, Joey had his fist in my ass again and I was sucking Max. Matt quickly stripped down. He was fully naked but the rest of us were still wearing jocks. When Joey pulled out, I took off my jock and tossed it on a nearby table. Matt knelt down in front of my ass and dove in. He spread my ass wide open, which was easier since I was in the sling and had been worked over pretty well, so he was able to get in there deep. Matt stood up and shoved his lubed up cock in my ass. He was another excellent fucker and we played around with a lot of different angles and speeds. That’s one of the reasons a sling is so amazing. With one, you can move up or down or twist around a little bit and get a whole new set of sensations. We took another break after I got out of the sling. We all went into the bedroom and laid on the bed and talked for a bit. As you’d expect, there was fondling and making out happening. We smoked a little more and things got a bit more heated. Matt was eating Max’s ass while Joey sucked Matt. I enjoyed the show for a while, but my ass had different ideas. I went back to the room with the sling, put on the orange jock that Max had been wearing and grabbed the bumpy dildo, lubed it up, shoved a good size shard in my hole, and shoved that toy in my ass. I took a deep hit of poppers and started to really work my hole. My eyes were shut and my head was thrown back while I was moving the last bump in and out of my ass when I felt another hand on mine. I looked up to see Matt standing there, hard and ready to take over. Joey and Max came back in to watch the show and Matt and I were happy to have them watching us. Matt really liked shoving the dildo in past the last bump, which got it pretty deep in my ass. Eventually, he took out the dildo and started playing with my hole with his lubed hands. He worked a few fingers in, then more, and more, and he really wanted to fist me. He has big hands so it was a challenge, but we had all the time we needed. He would push in until I told him to hold back and that took a while but, after a big hit of poppers on my side, his hand popped into my ass. I’m sure the look of surprise and pleasure on his face was mirrored on mine. He has big hands, covered in a nice bit of hair. His forearms are also pretty hairy. Matt let me get used to his hand in me, just letting it sit there while we talked for a little bit about how good it felt. He enjoyed it as much as I did so we were a good pair. Matt started to twist his hand just a little bit which sent great sensations through my ass and body. He seemed to really know what he was doing. Then, he put some lube on his forearm and started working on depth. With the size of his hand, we already had width covered! He eventually got about halfway up to his elbow. There were a few pauses along the way and then he’d move forward another step. It felt amazing and we shared our poppers to enhance the sensations. Once he was as deep as he was going to get, he started rubbing his hard cock around my hole. Of course, his arm was still in there. He moved it around, poking a bit with his cock. It turns out that he was looking for the best place to add his cock into the mix. He lubed it up again and, with a wicked gleam in his eyes, slid it into my ass next to his arm. It felt amazing when he moved his cock in and out, stretching my hole and rubbing up against his hairy arm. He didn’t want to cum yet, so he took his cock out and started moving his arm back and forth with small movements. It was astounding to me how many different feelings I was experiencing as he rocked his arm back and forth in my ass. Matt pulled out to the point where his hand was just inside my hole. He suggested that I take some poppers for when he withdrew it. I did and he pulled his hand out of my ass. It felt good going in and it felt great going out. Except, now, my ass was empty and had been really well stimulated and opened. Matt sat back and Max came over with the bumpy dildo, which he shoved easily Into my ass along with another shard. He fucked me with that, then pulled it out and shoved in his cock. We fucked for a while and he shot another load in me. By now, Matt was ready again, so he used my well lubricated, and now cum filled, ass as his playground. He shoved in his cock and added a few fingers. I reached down to feel his cock working my ass and slid in one or two of my own fingers. Eventually, I could tell that Matt was getting close. His breathing had increased, as had his thrusts into my ass. We both took another hit of poppers and he really went for it. He bred me deep and stayed in my ass for a while after that, laying his chest down on mine in the sling. He pulled out, I got out of the sling, and we went and laid down on the bed again. After a break to recover, Matt and I both got dressed to leave. For me, taking fists from 3 guys in my ass, including one that had a cock added to it, was astounding, Until that day, I had never been fisted but was obviously ready for it. When we walked out to the parking lot, Matt told me that I was only the second guy he had ever fisted. We both were amazed at how natural and easy it was. After more than 8 hours of play, 3 loads, and 4 fists, I headed home, a very happy man. You know that I will be back.

Notice: The author does not consent to anyone using the characters or plot line of this story for any derived work, whether the author is still active on this site or not. They are not abandoned nor placed in the public domain. This is another one that's been sitting around a while. There's only one part. The following story is complete fiction. It never happened and any similarity to real life people/situations is a bizarre coincidence. ----- I'm one of those guys that's always horny and doesn't really care who he fucks. There were usually only bottoms out looking on the apps and sites near me, anyway. Most would take any half hard dick if it would just show up. I had chatted with plenty of bottoms over the years that listed "neg only" on their profiles that with very little arm twisting would gladly take my very toxic load. Most assumed when I said I was poz, that meant I was undetectable. It was always an awkward conversation to have when you're horny, but in the end they were more interested in getting fucked than anything else. One night I was looking over a few sites and I saw a guy that had a party ad for the next night at 6pm. His profile said he was a bottom on PrEP, mid thirties, kind of average size-wise and liked anonymous hookups. The party ad said that he was looking for 800 loads or something ridiculous and no loads refused so I sent him a message along with a party request. "Hey, like ur profile. Want me to load u up b4 the party?" I sent. The next day I got a message. "Thanks. sounds hot. is that 8 porn or real inches? u undetectable?" I'd seen these replies before and figured he'd wimp out pretty quick, but I sent him back "It could be really hot. Real inches. Not undetectable but ur on prep so it doesnt matter." "What about other guys at party? they might not be" he replied. "u said no loads refused nevermind" I replied and cancelled my request. Most guys like this were more interested in getting dick in them and I was surprised he cared about the other tops that had signed up. The site said that 22 were already approved but I knew that if five showed up he'd be doing good. A minute later I got back a reply "any load is good hope u can make it Sunset Inn #203 ready after 5pm" I waited a few hours and sent back "have another offer. might make it at 5 or 6." I knew at this point he'd rather take a toxic load than worry about the other guys fucking him. My goal was to bathe their dick's in a viral sea of cum. I didn't have any other offers, I just wanted him to be desperate for any dick he could get. At five forty the next day, I showed up at his motel room. The door was held open by the extended deadbolt. I walked in and gently closed the door, just like I found it. Only one dim light was on in the corner, enough to see where the bottom was but not bright enough to get any video evidence. Exactly how I like these hookups. I heard a little noise, but by the time I got past the bathroom, he was blindfolded and on all fours on the bed. I walked closer and felt his bare ass, running my fingers along the crack. His hole was lubed and a sniff told me it wasn't from cum. My cock got harder by the second and I quickly pushed my jeans off. Two spits on his hole and I shoved half of my eight inches into him. Some guys would scream out, but not this one. There was a little pain in his groan, but not a lot. A second thrust got three quarters and a third had him rooted. Each stroke after that was long and purposeful. I kept plowing him for about fifteen minutes until I heard more guys enter the room. I waited until four guys were there and then started to pound him. I heard grunts, groans and the occasional "thank you sir" as I glanced around the room. The guys were all stroking their dicks, waiting for their turn. I had been there long enough that my eyes had adjusted to the dim light and I could see the decent mix of guys pretty clearly. Everything from a nervous, plain, early 20's guy that looked like he just walked off a construction site to a late sixties otter. One guy I recognized from several of these types of parties. Sometimes he'd bottom, sometimes he'd top. My seed had gone into him at least three times and I'd watched his profile change from 'neg' to 'ask me'. A few hard thrusts and my cock was planted deep as it began to spew my toxic seed into his prep'd guts. When the last spurt shot out, I looked around the room wondering who were the protected ones and who weren't, Each one looked eager to sink their dick into the potent soup I'd just dumped into the cumslut. I marked his back with the marker on the bed, hoping he'd get at least a dozen more loads throughout the night, but figured that the five of us would probably be it. When I pulled out the construction guy took my place. I stood around and watched the next few guys fuck the host. With no new attendees, I pulled my jeans back on and headed out of the room. A guy was standing in the hall, nervously waiting and trying to get up the guts to go in. I could see a nice bulge in his gray sweatpants that he was trying to hide. "He's a good fuck and there's only a few guys in there. Have some fun" I whispered as slowly walked by him. A glance back as I made it a few rooms down saw him disappear into the party room. When I got home I sent a message to the bottom telling him "thx. nice ass. hope the other guys liked my lube."

Pic of the last guy in me.

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.]

Part 1. Billy was and average kid. He didn't perform that well in school and didn't have any college prospects. He had just turned 18 and his mother told him he would have to go work for his jerk of a stepdad. His stepdad was a racist, a typical jock and aggressive. Billy's mother turned cold after his real father passed away and forgot almost that he and his sister existed. His older brother Tom, who was 32 cut ties with their mother as soon as she got remarried and they didn't hear anything from him. Billy was athletically built and he ran track. He had short blonde hair and grey blue eyes. He had a bubble butt on him and an 8 inch cut cock. He had a few girlfriends in high school but he always felt that he wasn't that much attracted to them. Bill started to notice the muscular bodies a of his class mates and their bulges. He got a phone in his senior year and he started to search for bisexual porn and then gay porn. He used to jerk of many nights. The one night his mother was out of town to some bible conference. His stepdad was getting pissed at the local bar. He took advantage of this and he went into the main living room. Using his phone and the smart tv he put on some gay porn. It was a twink getting bred by 2 older daddy types. He was stroking his cock and he was so close to cumming when he heard his stepdad's voice. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?! Faggot. Watching this filthy shit in my house. Take your stuff and get out!" That night Billy was kicked out with nothing but the clothes on his back. He slept on a park bench. None of his friends were able to help him and his sister told some of them he was a fag. He felt lost. The next day he decided that he was going to use the last money he had and buy a bus ticket and try and find his brother. When he came to the counter he found out that he didn't have enough money. He only needed a few dollars more and he asked people by the bus stop for money. By nightfall he still hadn't scraped enough money together. When he went for a piss by the urinal in the bathroom an older guy stood next to him. He unzipped and took out the longest cock Billy had ever seen. "Hey buddy. I heard you needed some money. I'm willing to help you out if you do me a favor" That night Billy sucked his first cock and he got 20 bucks for it. He felt dirty, but also kind of horned up by this. He took a bus to Chicago that same night. The bus arrived in Chicago the next morning. Billy spent most of the day asking around bars if people new his brother. The last Billy heard his brother worked at a bar. By the end of the day his feet were tired. He looked for a place to rest his head. He found a spot in an alley underneath a box behind a trash skip. He slept for a few hours untill he heard voices. Two guys were discussing a drug deal. The one guy almost looked like Post Malone and the other guy was a young guy, not a bit older than him. "Adrian I've told you before. I don't give out anything for free. Pay up or I cut you off". "Please Tyler I need to get wired to work. It helps take the edge off". "You can suck me for half a gram" Tyler took his cock out of his baggy jeans. It was a 9 inch cut cock. The twink proceeded to suck the guys cock. It was the hottest thing Billy had ever seen. He didn't know why this turned him on so much. He felt disappointed in himself. Tyler gave a soft groan and he came in the twinks mouth. The twink stood up and left. Tyler was standing in the alley and he took out a long pipe with a bulb on the end. He put some rocks into it. Next he took out lighter and put the flame under the bulb. Smoke started to form in the bulb and he took a long drag and blew out. He had this satisfied look on his face. Tyler was tall, had the body of a body builder. He was tattooed on his arms, in his neck and on his face. He was bald and had hazel eyes. He had a smile that made him look like a naughty school boy. He couldn't be much older than 24. Billy was mesmerized. "You're not a snitch are you? Didn't think I didn't see you there. First thought you were a hobo. But you're much too clean looking. What's your name and what are you doing here in the alley?" Billy introduced himself and told his story. "Do you want to crash at my place? Promise you don't have to do anything you don't want to. 20 minutes later Billy arrived at Tyler's place. It was a rooftop apartment in a brownstone apartment building. Tyler told him that he lived with his dad. The place had 2 bedrooms, a bathroom, open plan kitchen and a balcony looking out on a park with many trees. In Tyler's room there was a big bed, covered with black pvc. There was a sling. Two screens connected to a laptop. Lots of cameras mounted on stands, mirrors all around and a coffee table with different drugs on it, syringes, pipes, a waterbong, different butt plugs and toys were scattered on the floor, on his ceiling there was a huge pentagram. Billy asked what the cameras was for. Tyler explained that he had an onlyfans site on Twitter. "You can put your stuff there in the corner and come sit on the bed. We can listen to some music and chat before sleeping. Make yourself comfortable" Billy took his shoes and his jacket off and sat on the bed. Tyler put on some music and sat next to him. "So Tyler is your dad cool with me staying over? He must be pretty open minded with all these sex toys and drugs laying around?". "Yeah, he is okay with it. This is a tough neighborhood and you learn how to manage. My dad went to jail for robbing a convenience store when I was 14 and I stayed with my cousins. I bought this apartment and when my dad came out of jail he came to live with me. I hope this is too much for you. " Billy didn't want to offend Tyler. His own mom and stepdad weren't perfect and the basically rejected him. He also didn't want to be on the street." No it's cool. So what were you smoking earlier. I've smoked weed before but never that. What does it do?". "It gives you lots of energy, makes you feel very good and also a bit horny. I like smoking after getting a blowjob. Feels amazing. I've got some if you want to try? Don't worry you don't need to pay. Newbies don't pay. I will show you how to smoke it" Tyler took the same long pipe out. There was still some T left in the bulb. He put the flame under the bulb. When smoke started to form he slowly turned the pipe and took a long drag. He kept it in for a moment and then blew out. "You're turn". Billy knew he probably shouldn't be doing hard drugs but he argued that his old life was over. He didn't find his brother. He could just let go. Nobody knew him here. Tyler held the stem of the pipe to his lips. He put some more crystals into the bulb. He lit the lighter. Billy saw the crystals melt. Tyler showed with his hand for him to wait. After a nice puddle formed Tyler gave him a thumbs up. Tyler touched his hand to guide him to turn the stem with their fingers touching. Billy inhaled the smoke and he tried to get a lot of it into his lungs. He wanted to blow as big a cloud as Tyler. After a few seconds he stopped inhaling. Again Tyler showed him to wait. He waited for a long time. It felt as if his lunga were going to burst. At last Tyler gave him a thumbs up again. He blew a big cloud out, almost as big as Tyler's. Billy and Tyler continued to take a few more hits. Tyler went to his laptop and turned it on. He put on some porn. It was a sketchysex video. Some twink was getting raw dogged by a lot of guys. "So Billy did you enjoy seeing my show in the alley" "I have to admit is was kind of hot seeing the guy have to suck you off for drugs. Reminded me of the guy I had to suck off too afford a bus ticket to get to Chicago. I felt disgusted but also turned on." "Look Billy nobody can judge you. We all do what we can to get by. I had to earn my keep when I lived with my cousins. I didn't intend to become a dealer. But the money is good and I get access to a lot of things other people don't. I also can't judge me father for what he did after jail. He did what he had to, to get out". Billy was curious to know what Tyler's dad did but he also didn't want to ask and insult him. Tyler took his shirt off and his jeans. He was laying there in his jockstrap. Billy decided that he also wanted to get more comfortable and took his t-shirt and shorts. He had boxers on. Not as sexy as the jockstrap Tyler was wearing. Tyler was busy changing the porn. He could see Tyler on the screen in the same room they were in. He was completely naked. The same street hustler that sucked Tyler off was on the bed with him. Tyler was showing him how to smoke the pipe just like he showed Billy. A few scenes later the hustler was sucking Tyler's cock and blowing clouds on it. Billy was liking what he was seeing and his cock was rock hard. He was stroking himself through his boxers. He looked over at Tyler. Tyler was completely naked and stroking his own cock. It seemed to look alot bigger in person. Tyler was smoking from the pipe again and it seemed as if his cock got harder and bigger with each pull of the pipe. Billy looked his body up and down. He had a six pack and treasure trail from his chest to below his navel. His cock and balls were clean shaven. Billy had almost no hair on his body but he had a thick bush and his hole also had hair. "You like what you see? You can touch if you want to. Billy didn't hesitate and touched from Tyler's pierced nipples down to his hard cock. Tyler also proceeded to feel Billy's body. He rubbed Billy's chest and stomach. Stroked gently with his fingers over Billy's cock taking it in his palm. Tyler surprised Billy by kissing him on the lips. Billy kissed him back. They made out for a few minutes. Tyler's embraced him and Billy felt as if he would melt. "How do you feel Billy? You okay?". " I feel amazing. Feels as if my body is tingling all over. I am so horny now and you are so hot. Doesn't feel as if I can compare or deserve it." I wouldn't be smoking and making out with you if I wasn't attracted to you. You just need someone to guide you and to help you feel awesome. I can be that person if that is okay with you? But you will have to listen to me and do everything I instruct you to do". " Yeah I want that. Show me. Please teach me." "Look in my closet. You will see there is an electric shaver, a black leather jockstrap. Hanging in the cupboard there is a leather harness. Also take it out. Then follow me and lets go to the bathroom." Spun Billy followed Tyler into the bathroom. Tyler shaved his cock with the shaver and then with water and a razor. He told Billy to squat over the bath. Tyler shaved Billy's hole. He then washed the of his freshly shaved cock, balls and hole. Billy felt so high and free. Tyler then told Billy to get into the shower. He told Billy how to use the douche attachment and to clean out until it was clear. Billy enjoyed this part. He liked the feel of the lukewarm water in his hole. Tyler stood not far away and smiled at Billy's ecstatic face. When done cleaning the went back into the bedroom. "Billy I want you to rest your back against this cushion" Billy lay down with his back against the cushion. His head was rested so that he could still see the screens. Tyler took out straps from behind the bed and put Billy's legs into it. This spread him so that his legs were back and his hole was lifted a bit higher and exposed. Tyler went to his laptop and turned on the cameras and few lights. On the one screen porn was playing. On the other Billy could see himself spread eagled. His now freshly shaved balls, cock n ass. His cock pumped blood when he saw himself. "Do you see. You are much hotter than you think. Look at your sexy boy hole and cock. Bet you didn't think you could look like a porn star. The next step in your path to superstardom is me putting something in your boy hole. But don't worry I will start off small" Tyler gave an evil grin. He reached for a baggie full of T on the table. He selected a sizable rock. He kneeled by Billy's hole and put the rock somewhere nearby. Tyler started to lick the outer rim of Billy's hole. He worked his tongue in and ate Billy's ass like a pro. This drove Billy wild and he was moaning like a bitch in heat. After a few minutes Tyler took a bottle full of jlube of the tabe and fingered Billy with first one finger and then 2 fingers. Billy could feel every stroke on his nerve endings and he felt immense pleasures. Little did he know that Tyler planned to rev up the ecstasy. Tyler wiped his fingers on a cloth. Billy's hole was wet enough to accommodate what was coming next without to much discomfort. Tyler reached for the shard, put it between two fingers and pushed the shard into Billy's virgin hole. Billy could feel a slight burning sensation. He hissed like a snake. Tyler kept one finger in and gently rotated it. The burning sensation turned into a pleasant warmth accompanied with a tingle. He could feel his ass muscles clench the finger and release. Clench and release. If he had to describe it. His hole was HUNGRY! Tyler fingered Billy a bit more. He fingered him until he had about 4 fingers in Billy's boy hole. He hoped this would help Billy take his raw cock. When fully erect Tyler's cock was 8 inches long and bear can thick. Tyler took a poppers bottle and told Billy how to take hits from the bottle. Billy in that moment felt as if his head was swimming when inhaling the poppers. He loved Tyler playing with his ass and he felt the happiest he had ever been. When looking at himself on the screen he could see Tyler in between his legs and the lips of his ass hole around his fingers. It made his cock throb. A little bit of precum was dribbling from his cock head. Billy looked at his face. It was pure lust. He was grinning from ear to ear and moaning. He was in a semi trance state. He saw Tyler withdraw his hand. He felt a sense of loss. He could see the he despair on his face. Tyler stood up and his hips were level with Billy's hole that was opening and closing in a twitching movement. Tyler reached for a camera stand that was behind him. He brought the camera closer. It was now angled to point at Billy's hole. Tyler turned the camera on.. He reached for a remote, pressed a few buttons. The screen now changed. It was split so that Billy could see his twitching hole up close, himself from top, from the side and a view from the back where he could see Tyler's ass, hole balls and long shaft dangling. On the side of the screen he saw a vertical bar with names and messages. All of a sudden he felt something wet and warm pressing against his boy button. He stopped reading the dirty messages and looked at the split screens. In the up close screen he could see Tyler's cock head press against his sphincter. "Look me in the eyes Billy" Billy looked into Tyler's eyes and it seemed like he could see into his soul. He felt a chill in other parts of his body but where Tyler's cock was trying to gain entry he could feel awat radiating. "Billy it isn't just coincidence that you happened to end up here in my apartment. He planned it. He wants you to offer up your most prized possession. One you didn't even know existed. He can give you so much power. You just have to accept the gift that he wants to give you. " Billy gasped. He heard a pop sound and all of his a sudden he felt his sphincter stretch wider than it had ever been. Tyler told him that he was as thick as a bear can, however the mushroom head felt and looked more like the thick end of a 1 litre Pepsi bottle. Billy's eyes were tearing and he heif felt as if his ass mucles and lips would tear. "It's okay Billy take a few deep hits of poppers. Those tears will soon be tear tears of joy" Billy inhaled the poppers deeply a few times. He felt his hole start to relax. The uncomfortable feeling soon became enjoyable. "So Billy you never asked me what my father did. Well I am going to tell you. In jail he loaned money from a very sick twisted guy. He gave me up as collateral. He couldn't pay so in the end they came to collect. They abducted me and whored me out to any guy they could get a buck out of. For 4 months I was used as a cumdump and urinal. I became very sick during my stay in their cell. I contracted AIDS from my abuse. When they dropped my frail body at this very apartment I vowed that I would become more powerful and make the best of my predicament. I vowed to give my soul to Sarah Palin and do His bidding. I have initiated many brothers and tonight I am going to help you become as powerful as I am. I see you’re cock is gushing precum. You are just as perverted as I am. I saw the darkness and greatness in you. Tonight you will be my blonde boy that I sacrifice to the Devil. Do you accept your fate? My toxic aids cum? Do you want me to breed and infect you?” Billy felt the mushroom cock head in him pulse. He could only assume it was precum. Tyler’s highly toxic precum was dripping into his virgin boy hole. He thought about what Tyler said. He never was religious or anything but he could feel there was evil in the air. He felt scared and in awe. He didn’t have a family anymore. He would at least have a bond with someone even if it was a demon. He also had a desire to be fucked. He was horned out of his mind. He opened his mouth “Yes Tyler I want you to infect me with your toxic cum and give myself to Sarah Palin” Tyler looked like a proud father looking down on his son. “Okay look up and repeat after me. I hereby denounce Jesus Christ as my savior. I give my soul to Lucifer the only true god. I accept the gift that his servant wants to bestow on me.” “Seems like I showed up just in time. A guy who looked alroom.as if he could be a double for Freddie Mercury , he was what was best described as a an otter. On his chest was tattooed99. Below his navel was a Biohazard tattoo. His nipples and cock were pierced. He had a 10 inch shaved cock. Not as thick as Tyler’s but also girthy, but with a huge ballsack. “Hi I am Fred, Tyler’s dad. My son can be a bit of a drama queen. He bet he didn’t tell you how he got me back when he was returned to me. He beat the shit out of me. He dragged me to a park, tied me to a tree and he forced that thick cock of his into my arse. He forced himself into me. That night I was violated by at least 40 men. My hole still can’t close properly. I will bestow some kindness onto you to ease your transition.” Fred took three points out of his pocket, two were clear and the other was filled with blood and a little bit of water. Fred took is belt out he. He sat next to Billy on the bed, he used the belt to tie Billy’s arm off. He rested Billy’s arm on his lap and felt for a vein. He found one pretty easily as Billy had almost no body fat and his veins popped easlily. “So son what I have hear in my hand is a syringe filled with my own toxic blood, 0.5 meth and a little bit of water. Once I inject this into your bloodstream you will most definitely have our virus. You will also feel as if Sarah Palin himself is in the room” Fred put the needle with expert precision into Billy’s vein. He withdraw the plunger. The syringe filled with more blood of a different color. Fred let the blood mix. He slowly inserted the mixture into Billy’s bloodstream. He took the belt off and lifted Billy’s arm. Billy took a sharp breath. He had a coughing fit. His felt the most intense rush he ever felt before. He felt so happy and horny. He started to gyrate his hips on Tyler’s cock. “Tyler please breed me. I want your Aids. Fuck Christ!” Tyler reached for on of the clear points. “He quickly found a vein on his muscular arms and slammed himself. You could see his whole body react to the slam. He gave an evil laugh and pushed as hard and fast as he could into Billy’s boy hole. Billy gave something between a gasp and a moan. Tyler was now balls deep in the boy’s hole. Billy now had his first raw cock filling him up. He could feel Tyler’s heart beating in him. His cock felt so warm. He heard a cough behind him. Fred just finished his slam. He put the poppers bottle underneath Billy’s mouth. He closed Billy’s nostrils with his hand and Billy breathed the poppers in through his mouth. Fred released his hand from his nose. He felt something slick drip on his lips. Fred was bringing his cock close to Billy’s mouth. His cock was leaking lots of precum. Billy could smell his cock. It smelled of piss and had an intoxicating smell. He opened his mouth and started to suck the 10 inch cock. Billy liked sucking this cock. Tyler withdrew his cock completely. Billy felt a void where the immense throbbing heat was just earlier. Then Tyler began to fuck his cock in and out of Billy’s neg boy hole. He loved the feeling of the skin on skin and his ass prostate being rubbed. This rhythmic fucking went on for at least an hour. Billy was so enthralled in pleasure that he didn’t notice Fred went to sit at the laptop as soon as he came in Billy’s mouth. A dribble of cum was on the boy’s lips. Fred was on a site placing an ad. The site was called bbrt. Billy’s attention was agin brought back to his hole being pounded when Tyler picked up the pace. His breathing was louder and he was fucking deeper into Billy. “I’m going to cum you fuckn slut! Take my poz cum!” Tyler emptied his load into Billy and gave a hard moan. “Fuck yeah!”

Was driving back home to Vegas from Long Beach, CA and stopped for gas at a Chevron station in Victorville. Didn't think much of it, pulled up to the pump, popped my gas door open and got out of the car. I put my credit card into the machine, chose my grade of gas and put the nozzle in. Wasn't paying much attention to my surroundings and grabbed my phone to check for messages. Out of the blue I heard someone say "Hay boy, haven't I pumped you before?". I recognized the voice and looked up and it was an old neighbor of mine i had known since 2007. Big burly latino guy, mid 50's now with a scruffy beard. I met him on grindr years ago when I first moved back to Long Beach andt his profile was completely blank except for the word "Top". We chatted on and off for a few weeks before he trusted me enough to tell me where he lived and we discovered we were in the same apartment complex on the same floor and he was six doors down from me. He had a partner he cheated on and and thus maintained the blank profile. He was seldom free to hook up because his partner was always around but when he was free we made the best of it. He would text me day or night anytime he had some free time and if I was home he'd run over and pound the fuck out of my throat and ass, blast his load down my throrat or up my ass and then run home and clean up before his parther could suspect anything. I actually got to know his partner just from seeing them out here and there and passing in the hallways, but his partner never knew he was fucking me. That went on for about two years before they moved to another complex a few blocks away, and we lost touch. I looked over at him and said "oh yeah man, I remember, we were neighbors, you pumped me quite a few times thinking back" and he said "yeah i knew it was you when i saw you, i never forget a fuck, even the bad ones" and he asked me what brought me there and I told him that I had moved and was in SoCal for the weekend but now I was heading back to Vegas. He told me he had just left Vegas, was in town for a wedding and was heading back to Long Beach. I told him what a coincidence to run into each other after all this time and I asked him if he was still with his partner and he said yes, he was, but like he told me before his partner is more of a lover than a good fuckslut which is what he really wants and needs, so he still cheats on the side to get that rough nasty sex that he loves so much. I told him I was glad to see nothing had changed and he laughed. He asked me if I had a partner and I told him I was still single and he said that was probably a good thing. We made a little more small talk catching up on the last few years and then his pump clicked off and he pulled it out of the tank and put it away. He looked over at me and said "Are you in a hurry? how bout you let me pump you up and fill your tank again like old times?" Remembering he was an awesome fuck I didn't hesitate to say yes, but asked where he had in mind. He told me there were some abandoned building about a mile down the road and we could pull up behind one and fuck there and i said ok. I finished filling up and then followed him down the road to the abandoned buildings and we circled around back and there was no one there and no one around except for a trailer park about a half a mile away so it was a great place to fuck. I hopped into the back seats of his 4-door Silverado pickup and he followed me in and closed the door. He sat down and said "You know how this works bitch so get to it" and I instantly remembered he has this role play fantasy where I have to be the one to take his dick out of his pants and I also have to be the one to back up on him or sit on him because he gets a rush from a guy wanting his dick. So I took all of my clothes off and quickly jumped into action and frantically unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his pants and pulled his zipper down like i was really desperate to taste his dick. Once I got his zipper undone I reached in and pulled dick thru the fly of his boxers and started to suck it and as I did it started to grow harder and bigger in my mouth. It was just like I remembered, a little shy of 7" uncut but fat and wide like a football, a real jaw and ass stretcher. He started talking dirty to me and said "what a fucking whore, can't wait to get at my dick can you...suck it bitch, suck my fuckin dick.." I kept sucking away like nobody's business and he put his hand on my head and started slamming my face down on his dick saying "suck it cockwhore, suck my fuckin dick" and I kept sucking away and after a bit he started to stand up and pulled his pants and boxers off and sat back down and slammed my throat down on his dick again, this time using both his hands to force my throat up and down on his dick. The whole time he kept talking dirty and saying 'suck it bitch, suck my fuckin dick".. a few minutes later he started pulling my head off his dick and he would ask me "you like that bitch?" and I'd have to say "yeah" and then he'd slam my throat bat down on his dick some more for a bit and and pull it off again and then ask me again if i liked it and I'd say yeah that went on for a few more minutes and then he let go of my head and said "show me how you suck you fuckin cocksucker, suck my dick like you suck your old man... I'm your daddy now cocksucker" and he let me work him over for a few more minutes while he told me what a good cocksucker i was ..he reached over and started slapping my ass hard which told me he was getting ready to fuck me and i kept sucking him for a bit more and while i was doing that he reached under the seat and pulled out a small bottle of lube he had hidden away and picked up one of my hands and put the bottle in my hand.. i sucked him a little longer and then stopped and opened the bottle to lube up his dick. By now he was laid back on the seat legs spread wide with his eyes closed. I lubed up his dick an then lubed up my hole and maneuvered myself around to sit down on his cock. As soon as my hole touched his dick he said "what are you doing whore, don't tell me you're a fuckwhore too.." and i said "yes" and he responded "you want dick up your ass fag, you want some dick up your ass" and i said yes and sat down hard on his dick and his dick spread my ass open. No sooner was I balls deep when he told me 'you want dick fag I'm gonna give you some dick.. show daddy how you ride, fuckwhore..." and i started to ride his dick and he reached around and put his hands on my hips and started to bounce me slowly up and and down on his dick and he was saying 'fuck your hole makes daddy's dick feel so good" and he kept bouncing me up and down on his dick and moaning with pleasure and soon he was picking up the pace and bouncing me harder and harder on his dick and telling me how he was gonna fuck my hole up and we bounced some more and he started slapping my ass hard and calling me a bitch and a fuckhole and then he pulled me down hard on his dick so i was balls deep n then started to get up and we maneuvered ourselves so I was doggy style on the seat and he was kind of half kneeling and he started pounding my ass doggy style and talking dirty again, this time telling me I'm a nasty fuckhole and telling me how daddy likes to spread his seed to those in need and how fuckholes like me are the best fucks. He started pounding my ass harder and harder trying to go as deep as he could with each stroke and kept slapping my ass hard and talking dirty at the same time. I could tell he was getting close and he asked me "you want daddy's spunk bitch, you want daddy to knock you up?" and I said "fuck yea daddy knock me up" and he kept pounding my ass out and then suddenly he started to moan out "you fuckin bitch, you're gonna make me nutt..." and then I suddenly felt him blast my insides with his hot sperm while he was gasping for breath and calling me a fucking whore and tell me I i was a fucking bitch and he was going to knock me up good. After he was done he stayed inside me for a few more seconds catching his breath and then he pulled out cleaned his dick off with his t-shirt and then told me to get dressed and get out, so i quickly threw myself together and we stepped out of the truck and he was walking around to the driver's side and i started to head to my car and just as I got there I heard him say 'wait up bitch" and i stopped and turned around and he started to walk toward me and when he got to me he said "aren't you gonna say 'thank you daddy'?" and so i said "Thank you daddy" and he said that's better and walked over to his truck, got in and drove off. I figured that was the last I'd see or hear from him but about an hour later I got a text message that said "Is this fuck bitch"? I had still had him in my contact list as "neighbor" so I realized it was him. I responded back "yeah daddy" and he messaged back "thought i stll had ur # i get to vegas sometimes for business, I'll put you back in rotation - like old times, don't hit me up, I'll hit you up when I'm free, k?" I responded "Yes Sir" and that was it. Hoping to hear from him again soon.

Dad is right; the more I get fuck, the more I want his toxic load in me. I'm torn between the Slam or the booty bump, and both have different effects. By the end of the week, Dad is just using his toxic spit P.A. as lube as his P.A. is tearing up on hole so his poisonous seed can enter my bloodstream faster. My brother has told me how the fuck flu will affect me, and he will take care of me as he shows me the date on the inside of his arm, the date he tested Poz from Dad's breeding. As Ganpa Pozzed, Dad and Dad Pozzed, my brother Dad will Poz me. As I never knew my Dad, and I'm so happy he is showing such interest in me and helping me find what I dreamed about when I watch the porno movies on the cell phone he sent me. Before, it was someone else getting fuck with a raw dick, and now it is me begging to become Poz by my father. Yes, the pain was unbearable the first time, but I knew I had to accept as every Gay male does. It took about four days before it went from heavy pain to discomfort until I could relax and enjoy getting fuck as I started to ejaculate hands-free from having Dad's dick working my hole. Seeing the rage in his face with me on my back, legs over my shoulders so he could drive his toxic dick in me as far as he could. The sweet sweat dripped off Dad as he pounded me as hard as he could for as long as he could until he collapsed on top of me. I know my brother is not happy being locked in chastity as it's only Dad's dick going into me and knocking me up. It's Dad's right to Poz me as Grandpa Poz Dad as Dad Pozzed my brother one day. I'm also getting a good education on drugs as Tina is used a lot; others have different effects like coke, special K, and GHB. I liked GHB and the impact of high and a low dose. Also, how to sneak into someone without them knowing it. For the last 14 days, Dad has been fucking me giving me drugs, and this morning, as Dad came in, the sheets on the bed were soaking wet. I had a rash, and I felt like crap.

Part 4 I took 4 hits off the poppers, holding my breath between each hit. I felt the intense rush even before I exhaled the last time. My head began to swim and I pressed my ass back toward Henry’s body, greedily trying to find his cock again. I was already breathing heavy when he pushed his long pole up into me. He went right to work with long, deep thrusts that instantly had me moaning again. “You’re just like your boyfriend. You love being a fuckhole, don’t you, college boy?” “Yes,” I breathed. “Yes I do.” I could picture Jared being here in my place. His dark hair matted in sweat, Henry’s cock buried deep inside that tight ass. How many times had he been here in this bed? How many loads had he taken from this guy? “Yes you do what?” I searched for the words I’d never said before. “Yes I love being a fuckhole.” Saying it clicked something inside me. I’d had sex before — fun sex that I enjoyed. But this was completely different. I could see myself in a mirror across the room. My body was stretched out across the bed, on my side, one leg bent in the air. I could see Henry’s cock slipping in and out of my ass, his big balls nuzzling up against me as he pumped. My face was flush and I was drenched in sweat as he used me like I’d never been used before. No one had ever drained away my control and made me crave their cock so badly. My eyes locked on his balls and I realized that’s where it was — his load. Right now his balls were heavy with cum, but I knew it would be working its way up through his cock and he’d seed me with it. “Please!” I gasped. “Seed me!” Henry almost purred. “That’s it, fuckhole. Beg for it. You all beg for it. Tell me what you really want and you might get it.” “I want you to poz me!” “Yeah? You wanna be like your boyfriend. He begged for it to. How bad do you want it?” “I gotta have it! I need it!” Henry rolled me flat on my stomach, driving my legs apart with his body weight. His full weight was on top of me, pushing my breath out. I struggled to breath under the pressure, only able to manage short gasps of air between grunts when he thrust inside me. In the mirror I could sorta see us, or at least him on top of me. His ass was pistoning up and down on top of me, drilling that cock down into my unprotected hole. He grabbed my wrists, ending what tiny amount of control I might have had. I knew what was coming. If I was honest with myself, I’d admit that I’d known what was coming from the moment I walked up to his house. I could feel it in his energy. Henry had planned for this moment from the minute he saw me outside the bar. There was this crazy sense of anticipation in me – anxiety and desire wrestled inside me while his cock furiously plugged away at my ass. All I could hear was his skin slapping against mine and the creak of the bed has he pounded into me. Some voice inside me said I needed to stop him. That was a poz load he was going to put inside me! But I knew I couldn’t stop this. We’d come too far. I knew when the moment came. I could sense total determination and power in how his body moved. He didn’t say anything or even warn me. There was no “where do you want me to cum?” where I could have given an answer. He simply decided for both of us. I knew his cum was flooding my ass; I could feel the change in his muscles, the spasming of his cock inside me. There was a moment of silence that hung in the air; he held his breath as his body moved inside mine. I could feel the intensity of the moment. And then he exhaled sharply, his body shaking with the release. He plunged his cock deep and held it there; I felt his body quivering. Then a determined thrust of his cock into me. Then a third thrust as he panted. I could feel it — his cum spewing inside me. My body convulsed as he spread his poz seed inside me. It was like an electric bolt going through my body and I gasped. I could feel it still surging through me as Henry collapsed on top of me. His breath was hot against my should and neck. We were both drenched in sweat. My heart was racing and I was trying to take a deep breath but couldn’t. I was totally overwhelmed. What had just happened? I’d never experienced anything like that before in sex. I’d been horny plenty of times, but I’d never felt such a primal craving for something. Henry slid out of my ass and rolled to the side. I still couldn’t move. Every once of energy in me was depleted. He slapped my ass and then massaged it. “That is one impressive piece of ass,” he said gripping it. He pushed two fingers inside me again. I grunted as he moved his fingers around. “I can feel my load in there. You like that load up there, college boy?” I had a hard time making words. I wasn’t sure what I felt — the whole thing felt totally surreal still. “No one’s ever done that to me before,” I finally said. “Oh no? Then you were long overdue. That ass was made for breeding.” My ass was starting to feel sore again, but I didn’t want him to stop playing with it. He took my hand and guided it down to my hole. “Feel that cum inside you,” he said. My fingers explored and I could feel his cum spread across and inside my hole; confirming he’d bred me sent another thrill through me. “We‘ll have to make sure you get more of that.” “Yes, sir,” I said softly, not knowing why I said it or where those words came from. Something had changed for me. I could feel it. [Our boy Jeremy has taken his first poz load — but I’m sure he’s not done. Should we see where his story goes? Let me know if I should keep going …. Just click the blue heart or leave a message.]

CHAPTER ONE I cursed silently as I heard the front door open and shut. It’s not that I was ashamed of what was happening, and certainly wasn't that Jessie would disapprove... but the old closet case with his face between my cheeks had jumped out of his skin at the noise, scraping my hole with his short beard. Bubble butts chafe enough, I didn’t need the help from a sandpaper-faced dad imagining his wife walking though the door. "Who is it?” He asked in a stage whisper. “Do you have a roommate? A partner?" I laughed and jiggled my ass in his face. “No, just my roommate. She’s cool, I just didn’t expect her home this early. I’m sorry.” He relaxed a bit. “Oh okay, cool… so like a girl-girl or like you?” The million-dollar question with Jessie. I called her a she, and she looked like one a lot of the time… but she definitely wasn’t trans, she was whoever she wanted to be on any given day. Most days that happened to be a bleach blonde faggy little bottom boy who wore booty shorts and makeup to the club… but that was why we got along. We were the same height and same tiny build, though Jessie had thicker, more girly legs. She was white, I was black, but give her too much time tanning and me too many dark nights smoking and we might have been cousins. Tiny, gay little cousins. “Like me for sure.” I responded, rolling over on my back and pointing at the wall of polaroids next to my bed. “She’s the blonde in half the pictures.” Half the pics on the wall were us at the club dancing and wearing practically nothing. He was into it, you could tell, and that suited me just fine. The more turned on he was the quicker he’d finish in me. I wasn’t big on fucking, if I’m being honest. Put a gun to my head and I’d say I preferred topping, but the closeted white men who supported my business usually wanted to top, and the ones who wanted to bottom weren’t my type. On any given day I’d rather put the TV on, light up my pipe, and just lose as many hours as I can. I liked company and liked touching, but sex just wasn’t the way I liked to get high. Jessie was good for that. She didn’t smoke tina with me very often but would do an edible and stay with me, watching old reruns of Top Model and complaining how much better it was than RuPaul, or making me pose for new pictures to use on my apps. If I’d been inside for too many nights, she’d force me into one of the skimpy outfits she wore on OnlyFans and drag me to the club so we could dance and drink. “Does he do this too,” the man asked. “I’d love a three-way if he’d be interested…” “Sorry, she doesn’t hook. She does cams and OnlyFans.” “That’s a shame,” he whined, “I’d be happy to pay him or pay you if you could make it happen.” That took me by surprise. “You’d pay me…. to have sex with her?” He shrugged, “Money’s going someplace, right? Paid you $200. Give you five if you can get her in here with us.” This was new territory, and I could use the money. Higher rates meant a nicer class of clientele, but fewer. Could I even do it? I thought I probably could, given some proper scheming. Was it wrong? “So?” the man asked. I had been thinking too long. I made a snap judgment and grabbed my phone to show him some pictures from Jessie’s OnlyFans. “She doesn’t hook so if I try to drag her in here for a three-way it will be too obvious. It would have to be sex with her or sex with me.” “Her.” He responded immediately, the scumbag closet case. “Great, $500 and I think I can make it happen.” He paused, grappling with the idea of paying that much for one little twink. In the end the pictures on my phone and the memory of whatever haggard mother of his children was waiting at home for him brought him around to my side of things. “$400.” “Done. Wait here.” As he Venomed me the remainder I pulled a small pouch from my desk drawer and loaded a glass pipe with a new crystal, some of the good stuff. Grabbing my torch and the pipe I went out to see Jessie. The little blonde boy was sitting on her bed in her typically too small panties, playing with her phone. “Hi, Gay! How was your day?” She said, glancing down at my still naked, swinging cock and sticking her tongue out. “I was about to shower, unless you need it.” “My day was fine, but I have a client in with me. I’m so sorry.” “Oh my god, no, I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to come back early!” “It’s no biggie at all, he’ll be gone in a few minutes.” I frowned and showed her the pipe. “Hey, do me a favor. Can you try this? I didn’t get it from Amos, and I can’t tell if it’s got a weird taste. I need a second opinion.” She sighed, and I could see her debating. “C’mon, please?” I said, “Just one take, just for my peace of mind.” She grabbed the pipe and lit the bottom of it with the torch, twisting it in her fingers as the crystal melted inside. As smoke filled the chamber she took a deep breath, probably too fast, sucking the white smoke from the burning glass bowl. Her technique wasn’t quite as artistic as mine, but she still exhaled more than I thought she’d gotten. “Tastes fine to me, I think.” She said, handing it back. “That’s because you’re a shitty tweaker,” I snipped. “Here.” Jumping up on the bed I lit the torch again, twirling it in a proper wave while I heated around the bottom. Still heating it, I stuck the tube in her mouth and said, “Breath in SLOWLY, bitch.” She did a fantastic job this time, but I acted like she didn’t. “Oh my god you suck at this, girl, keep breathing in deeper so you get some. Now hold it in, do you see what I mean about the taste?” She shook her head. I groaned, “Ugh, maybe I’m being paranoid since it wasn’t Amos.” Jessie exhaled a truly insane amount of smoke, making her room hazy. As lightweight and inexperienced as she was, she was toast. I rolled the hard way off the bed, using my cock to push her panties into the crack of her bubble butt and making her laugh. “See? Nothing. You need to smoke with me more.” I twisted and pulled from the pipe for a few seconds until it had cooled, then returned to my room and the horny man waiting there....

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.]

I grew up in a lumber mill town in Oregon with my Mother in a single-wide trailer. I don't know how we survived without my Uncle Joe, who would send money and send me a cell phone which I used to good use watching Gay Porn. It was a 2 hour trip to school, and I did not fit in as the class's shrimp. But I did have one thing that stood out in the male locker room I was well hung with a 10-inch thick dick. By the time I turned 18, I was 5 ft 7 115 LBS. When the mill closed a few weeks after my 18 birthday, my mother moved to Portland with her Lesbain lover, but I should go live with my Uncle Joe and his son Alex in Fort Lauderdale, Flordia. Uncle Joe sent the plane tickets, so it was a bus to Portland, a flight to Seattle, a stopover in Chicago, and then on the Fort Lauderdale. Uncle sent me a picture of what he looked like as Mom would send him a picture of me a few times per year. I have never seen so many people in my life in airports. I see Uncle Joe, and I'm shocked to see my cousin Ales as Alex looks just like me, skinny, but he is two years older and looks like my twin. Both are matching basketball shorts with tee shirts two sizes too small, showing their nipple piercings. After hugging and introducing me to Alex, he asked for my phone. They took out the Sim card then, threw it in the trash, then took my bags and threw them in the garbage. I'm scared as they lead me to their van; they tell me I will have a great time living with them, opening me up to new experiences. They show me a room where I can sleep as they remodel the house. The bed has a rubber sheet covering it, and that night I can hear grunting coming from the next room where Uncle Joe and Alex are sleeping. I had a good night's sleep as Uncle Joe came in and told me I m going to see the Doctor as I should have a complete check-up. I jump into the shower, and Cousin Alex joins me as. I a shock to see him, and he is hung like me. We get to the Doctor's office, and the first thing he gives me is a jar. They tell me to jerk off into the glass jar, then show me a room to do it in. The TV is playing Gay male pon in the room, and it does not take long. I enter and hand the jar to the Doctor, who is very impressed by how much I filled the glass jar. The doctor tells me the strip naked and laughs that it runs in the family having big dicks. He does the regular check-up until I see the needle and strap, wraps the belt high around my arm, and tells me I will feel like I can't breathe, then I will cough, then I will get a warm feeling and a rush. I see the needle go in. He pulls back the plunger. I see the blood. It all disappears into my arm. What he told me to happen I couldn't breathe, and I was coughing my lungs out. The doctor tells me to bend over the table. As I bend over, he spreads my cheeks and tells Uncle Joe to look at my virgin hole; both laugh as the doctor puts some lube on his finger as he works the finger into my virgin hole and hits my prostate. It does not take him long to get used to his finger as my dick is hard like never before. My breathing is getting faster, and I can't hold back anymore as I shoot another load.

I just got fucked by a 6'5 married muscle bull with a firm beer belly and girthy 6" cock. This specific guy fucked me once before about 3 months ago, but I only rode him until he came in 5 minutes. Today's though he walked in and slams me against the wall kissing me hard while undoing our clothes. I was fully naked before him and he was on his knees taking my dick down his throat. Then I did the same before pushing him on my bed and climbing ontop of him sitting right down on that throbbing cock. This time I rode him for at least 5 minutes before he pushed me on my back and ploughed me for another 10 minutes and then he flipped me on all 4s and continued his assault for another 10 minutes before roaring as he came inside me without warning. I'm sitting here feeling my cummy hole and the bliss of feeling stretched out. But to pose the question, why do married men fuck the best? I mean I've been fucked by a good few dicks, but the married ones are always the best.

Mmmm this is my kinda party. I LOVE watching old guys top younger guys. Especially is the older guy has a nice big belly! 😋 I still feel like I missed out on so much as a kid. Growing up in a gay pervy family would've been heaven! (Or hell 😉) Me, my two daddies, maybe a few uncles, mmmm you know what, throw in some horny grandpa's and some brothers in their too! Nothing more hot and wholesome than having your dad and uncles teach you what it means when you cock gets hard, and how to satiate that itch!

Inside, Uncle Joe and Alex take me to a part of the house I have never been to, and since I'm naked, Uncle says to me. I went into your Sim card and saw you only watch Bareback porn, so you know what will happen to you. The first time there is a lot of pain since you are a virgin; I will try to make it easier as it's my right to break you in. Alex explains how poppers work, and he will help me inhale them. This room is like what I have seen in some porn movies with sex slings, benches, a bed a stool with lots of toys on the walls. Uncle Joe tells me to get on the bed on my hands and knees as Alex is right in front of me with his rock-hard dick. I wish to reach out and suck it, but I can not. I feel Uncle Joe's hands spreading my ass cheeks as his tongue is licking my ass hole, which feels so good and relaxing as his hand is rubbing my back, telling me to bend lower. The feeling overwhelms me with pleasure I never knew as his finger slips in, and Alex tells me to inhale the poppers twice in each nostril. Uncle Joe says the fun part begins as two fingers go in, but it's so different as there is a burning feeling as he tells me the burning will stop soon. Things change fast as I'm pushed flat on my stomach, and Uncle Joe's body weight is on top of me as Alex tells me to hit the poppers five times now, and as I finish, the most pain of my life strikes me as I'm screaming for my life as Uncle Joe dick is pushing in until his 10-inch beer can size dick is all the way in. As my screaming stops and I start to relax, Uncle Joe talks to me. I'm Pozzing you, and one day you will meet your grandfather. Andy, I'm not your Uncle, but your father and Alex is your brother, and your mother is my sister. The tattoos on Alex's and my arms are the days we tested for HIV Positive as my father pozzed me. Alex bends down, kisses me, and welcomes me to the family as his dick enters my mouth. The pain in my ass is not bad as Dad is fucking me, as I have seen in many porno films. The heat from Dad feels wonderful as his sweat is dripping as he is working my hole, but I do notice these red lights on the wall. Alex tells me to open wide so I can swallow his load as Dad is now pounding me hard and grunting as he collapses on top of me. We lay there for what seemed like an hour. As Dad gets up, I see his dick has dark blood and tells Alex to clean it. Dad tells me next time; it's my joe to clean any dick that fucks you and gives you a load, especially one that is going to Poz your negative hole. Dad gives me a butt plug to wear as Alex gives me a belt to keep it in. Dad gives me a schedule of when my breeding is until I come down with the fuck flu. Alex is put in Chastity. I'm not to leave the house as only Dad is to fuck four times per day with no lube; I can be slammed, but the only thing going in my hole is Dad Poz's dick

Hey, thanks for sharing that story. I got fucked bare for the first time on Friday night by two guys who told me that they were postiive after they fucked me. They said "enjoy that gift" to me after they both fucked my ass and came inside. I didnt sleep that night and on Saturday I thought about going to the doctor to get the pills but I didn't...and I haven't gotten any pills since then. Anxious, nervous, horny, excited, scared, feeling like every emotion all at the same time and I can't stop thinking about it. I never thought really about bareback or getting "pozzed" and I have been reading anything I can ever since Friday. I think I have decided to wait and see what happens. If that was it, then I will embrace it. If not, then I don't know. It was so hot feeling cock throbbing inside of me and shooting cum. I have been fucked before but it NEVER felt like that feeling of bare skin and knowing that when he was cumming it was inside of me and becoming part of me. Fuck, I have been hard non stop since it happened and I feel bad and awesome at the same time...

I’m a BTM with an average sized dick. It’s decent but wasted because I’m always soft and spun when I’m getting railed. I might as well have a little dick. It wouldn’t make any difference.

I’m always a bit bemused when insurance companies speak of losing money in business because I have always failed to see how the insurance business is distinct from gambling; the insurers are gambling that the insureds’ luck will hold, the insured are gambling that it won’t. And since the insurers write the policies, the deck is stacked in favor of the house.

I’m Gen-X. To me, an arcade is a place where you go to rid yourself of all your quarters playing Pac-Man, Dig-Dug and Galaxian on stand-up consoles. Boop Boodle Boop Boop Boop Boodle Boop Boop BooooodlyBooooooodlyBoooooodlyBoop* You couldn’t have heard yourself fucking for the noise, and there weren’t any surfaces remotely horizontal enough to do it on. But I don’t think that’s what you men who speak of fucking in arcades are talking about. What’s the distinction between an arcade and an adult bookstore/adult theater? Is it something else entirely? Is this a generational thing, or something understood in some parts of the world and not others? * My apologies to anyone under 40 whom I may have just caused to suffer severe eye-rolling, or anyone under 25 who may have no idea what I’m talking about.

I never thought of doing this, but I got hard reading this. I'm going to a cruising area this morning and going to look for some used filled condoms.

I just love the sight of cruising areas all littered with used condoms. When I was in a sauna in Budapest recently I also look around the trash cans in a lot of the separate rooms and was lucky to find around 8 used ones. Two weren't filled but with the filled ones I had a nice piggy session of putting them on my cock, licking them out and putting them in my ass. It was the first time I tried that and absolutely loved it. Thank you for the great inspiration

I must say that I hadn't given a lot of thought to chastity devices until this thread. Now I think I wanna fuck a guy wearing one. Thanks! 😍🥰👍

Found this guy on twitter He was married but wanted to fuck an ass. He was texting me and asked if bb or condom I said bb. He had a huge thick dick. He slowly got it all in and started fucking harder. He let out a yell and filled my ass with a huge load he then asked if he could come back Looking forward to it

My understanding was that I agreed once I walked in. If I don’t want my holes fucked then I need to leave the space!

Part 3 - A Mysterious Illness For the Royal Kingdom, insanity drew intensity as panic flooded the streets. Naked bodies fled their homes, houses burned. The Great Pause had descended onto the Royal mansion, and all of its subjects. As the sun fell behind the far mountains of the west, Chance Royal and his officers took to the street. Moving door to door in the panic, he looked for doors with a red X marked on the front. He came to a small house, the door appeared as if blood had been slathered diagonally both ways, a red X. Chance issued Brian an order, to enter the premises and Pause all activity. Each door that King Chance came across that had a red X was issued an officer to enter for the Great Pause. Chance came across another door, once again, with a red X slashed across the front. He stood before it, the screams and panic around him fueled his hatred towards the doctor. He reconsidered carefully, as the doctor, who appeared from no where, told him that his kingdom would be in ruin if he continued. Although the doctor was intelligent, he was never seen again after telling the king of the chaos that ensued. Allegedly, he entered a small box with a red X painted on the outside, where he and the box were never seen again. Chance entered the door. Inside he turned a corner, and found an older man laying on a table, surrounded by offerings. The man acknowledged Chance, and pleaded that he could be honored to take part in the Great Pause. “This kingdom, you, my king. I owe my life and devote myself to you. We will resume our kingdom, and I lay my loyalty down to you.” Chance laughed deeply. His cock growing. This poor bastard had no idea why the kingdom was suffering, and he had no idea what the Great Pause was. Sure, the kingdom was experiencing a pause in all economic progress, but this was strictly a health matter. “The doctor said a strange illness was spreading. I am the illness. I am what perverts this country. You lay your life down to me, I will reward you. You will never have to worry about getting the illness again after I’m done with you.” The man stared at Chance. And the grin across his face turned remarkably evil, and his cock jumped. Hard, bushy, and curving to the left, the man begged Chance to give him the illness. Astounded, Chance walked over to the man, realizing he was a soothsayer. The man knew everything already; he stood up to bow and pay his respects. Chance grabbed his prick, pulling him in, and kissing the man passionately. He slid his tongue in and out of the man’s mouth, and moved down his body. Kissing his nipples, belly button, and cock, Chance began pleasuring the soothsayer by sucking his rigid cock. Precum leaked and oozed from him, salty and tasty. He smelled musky, and sweaty. Chance stood, and turned the man around swiftly. Chance spit downwards on his cock, and shoved it in the man’s hole. Barely any lubrication, the soothsayer whelped out a loud howl of pain. This didn’t stop Chance, it only made him fuck harder. The soothsayer begged and pleaded and bargained with Chance to infect him. To take over and hijack his mind and body with the illness. Chance slammed deep, and long, thrusting hard into the man’s guts. Each fuck, each thrust, and each slam, the soothsayer moaned in pleasure now. Chance picked up pace, and depth. Burrowing his cock into the man. “You’re mine. You owe me. You’ll serve me in death.” The soothsayer exploded. Cum spattered everywhere as Chance fucked him harder, spewing his own toxic, evil seed into the garden he tilled. The soothsayer hungrily took the load. Chance stepped back, looking at the man. The soothsayer winked at him. “The kingdom may be in a Great Pause, but your majesty, YOU are the Great Poz. I am honored to serve you.” ”You’re God damn right you are, faggot.”

I have fucked both men & women in the ass. I was a married man when I first fucked a bottom. In an Arcade with him on his knees worshipping my cock when asked, "Do you fuck". I had never taken a guy anally at that point, I said "Yes". H stripped off his shorts and reached between his legs to guide my stiff cock to an eager hole. This happened in '94 but I remember it well, I was the best fuck off my life. He said , "I wanted hard & fast", as Pounded his pussy with my stiff road. As I knew I was close to Cumming I as, "where do you want my load?" It was the 1st time but not the last time I heard, "Breed me" and I did...

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]

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.

Hey lads I've moved to London for the rest of July and August partly for work purposes but largely also to make up for the pandemic by having a lot of sex. Dublin is great, but it's not the sexual paradise London is. What venues are best for bb fun? I'm planning on going to the Jamie HP horse market thing next week, I've heard the saunas are shit now though. Planning to book in for the monkeypox vaccine as soon as I can. Vers top lad here, wide range of types but usually prefer 18-50 or so, muscle bottoms are my favourite so if that's you be sure to get in touch 😉 anyone running any groups/parties? Know any fun cumdumps who can be in call in the centre of town during the day? Like long sessions, sometimes enhanced or light kink but not necessary at all. I'm Camden based (staying in student accom over the summer, not ideal but grungy enough to attract the right kind of trick, hopefully 😉 ) Cheers!

Agreed, I practically lived in Darkrooms, hence my name.

I live in Dublin (though I'm in London just now). Ireland has changed *a lot* in the past twenty years - the power and influence of the Catholic church has collapsed because of various scandals, most especially the Magdalene laundries/Mother and Baby homes and the child trafficking that went on. 62% of the electorate voted for same-sex marriage in 2015. The previous Taoiseach (Prime Minister), Leo Varadkar, is openly gay and in a relationship with a man and will probably be back in power at the end of this year. Abortion was recently legalised too. I have a job that involves work with the younger generation (in their 20s) and they are the most liberal group of all. Dublin is also the most liberal part of the country. There is prejudice in Ireland, but if you can't come out in Greece, Ireland is a much better option. (House prices, cost of living, and condition of public services are another discussion altogether). That said, maybe once you have moved and feel more stable in your relationship, you might think about telling your friends back home. You can be the proof that gay men are not all the stereotypes that they think.

That “approach” does absolutely nothing to satisfy the stipulations of U.S. copyright law, and does nothing but ensure that the people using images without permission know the identity of the people whose rights they’re infringing. We don’t get to decide ad hoc what seems like a fair approach. What’s fair is laid out specifically in the Fair Use doctrine of the law as upheld by the courts. Everything else is entirely at the sole discretion of holder of the copyright, who may allow or deny the use of the work at his or her pleasure, with or without compensation. To claim that one is using an image “courtesy of” the copyright holder is an expression that one has received an explicit waiver of copyright protection for that display of the image, and should only be construed to imply a waiver for that single use, and no other. The only times at which you can freely post (i.e. “publish”) an image on the internet are if: • It is your own original creative work; • You have received explicit permission of the owner of a work that is not yours through waiver of copyright, or by purchase of specific use rights (which may be limited and conditional in both cases) • The work is completed by someone you have hired to produce the work for you (a “work-for-hire”) • The copyright holder has voluntarily placed the work in an open-use status such as the Creative Commons, in which case you are required to adhere to the limitations placed on use depending on the classification of the work • The work is in the Public Domain. Aside from these (and potentially a few other unusual circumstances) posting images you don’t own is technically in violation of copyright and potentially actionable. In answer to the OP’s question, you technically do not have a right to repost any content produced by the studio in any form, including a static image of a moving picture. Your intent, however, may matter to the copyright holder in deciding whether the infringement rises to the level of warranting the cost of adverse action to defend the copyright. The fact that it’s a one-off posting with no intent to make any money, and in fact may benefit the studio by drawing attention to their video may dispose them kindly toward the use. All of which assumes that it comes to their attention out of the surging ocean of the internet in the first place, and even if it did, the likely result if they didn’t like it would be to request its removal.

I think it might be it was a long time ago

It's fun watching now and then. Some guys are really hot. Tasty cocks and hot asses. And some don't bother luring you into a private (or paid for) show to cum or fuck and just do their thing for all to see 😉

I think married men get to treat you like they can't treat their wives. I've had a lot of married men tell me they want to fuck hard and deep like an animal but their wives won't let them either because they think they should only "make love" or they don't like being treated like a piece of meat, so when they get someone they can treat like a piece of meat, the go for it.

Agreed forgot the Underground there. Some sleazy times...

I think it's equal parts guilt/shame for enjoying it so much or for cheating, but i ALSO think it's that freedom of just getting to be a man and fucking instead of "making love". I've had many very vocal married men fuck me and really pound me. They like to be reminded that they're still alpha male, dominant and virile. ...and shooting in a hole without a condom feels great! They generally either fuck better/harder/more forcefully or they can be more timid and scared. That's happened before too.

I have been chatting with a local on Grindr for the better part of two months. He claims he is a vers top and I am a vers top as well. He messaged me the other day when I got to work and said he and his new boyfriend wanted to play. I assumed his boyfriend was a bottom and agreed to meet. I hurriedly left work and made the five minute drive to their apartment. As soon as I got in the door they both grabbed my ass and pushed/steered me to their bedroom. Once in the door I was thrown on the bed face first and had my belt and pants removed by my Grindr friend while the other pulled his cock out and put it in my face. Now keep in mind I had no idea I was even going to have a hookup when I left for work, and I certainly didn’t have poppers with me or my ass squeaky clean like I usually do for bottoming. I thought I was going to use a bottom. Little did I know they were going to use my holes. First cock was average length and girth. I sucked him hard while they conversed about my qualities as a cock sucker and the other guy caressed my ass and played with my hole. Then once the guy I was sucking got hard as a rock they switched places and my ass was eaten while I started on cock #2. It was a lot smaller and uncut when I started but within minutes I had a massively girth 8” pounding my tonsils. At that point the guy in my mouth tells his boyfriend to pound my hole and lube it with his cum so he can wreck my hole. His buddy obliged. I took him with ease and worked my pelvic floor on his cock as he withdrew each stroke. He came in under a minute from this. Once he finished they switched places and I had a dirty cock to clean while my hole was pounded for what felt like ages before he came. They switched back and I got a second lid while I cleaned another dirty cock. Eventually I ended up with five loads and a shit eating grin. I surprised myself that I got that piggy without poppers. I usually need to be gooning to fully enter pig mode. But that pig uncut cock did something to my brain. Ahhh, I can’t wait for a repeat visit.

Thanks for another wonderful chapter!

Sorry for the delay guys, life has got in the way ……. Chapter 12. I called at Sally’s the next morning. She let me in. She was wearing a short t shirt and briefs, but she looked like shit. ‘You’ve looked better ‘ I remarked, ‘Heavy night?’ ‘Wasn’t actually ‘ she replied’ Think I’m just coming down with something, I didn’t sleep well and Ty wasn’t here so I’ve just lied in. Maybe I’ve got that 48 he bug you had last week?’ At that my cock stirred, the thought of Sally being poz was turning me on. Sally noticed the stirring in my shorts. ‘I thought I didn’t do that to you anymore, it is just cock you want?’ She queried. ‘ No, it’s just I was thinking of something, ‘ I replied, blushing slightly. ‘Do tell then, you can’t leave a girl looking at a semi without explaining’ The thought of coming clean about my status was making me hard. Sally was the first person I had come out to so it was,probably fitting I told her first. ‘ I don’t think it’s a 48 hour bug if it’s what I had’ I said. ‘You should go to the doctors. ‘Why why did you have?’ She asked ‘ I got tested. I’m hiv positive’ I replied. ‘So I’m poz’ ‘what? But you were on meds? ‘ ‘yeah well Luke’s kinda cute and his cock is lovely and it was so hot that he wanted to fuck me bare I let him’ ‘You let him?’ ‘Well begged him to really’ Sally looked at me aghast’ you begged him to fuck you and make u poz?’ ‘Yeah! It was what I wanted Sally, it makes me feel genuine, I needed a place, that place is a greedy bareback bottom that has been knocked up by his mates, so I can now fuck any cock without fear, that’s what I am’ I said. My cock was tenting my shorts. Sally came up and pulled them down and I shrank free. ‘ I’ve never seen a poz cock before I just wanted to see! ‘ she quickly explained. ‘ nice to see it hard again’ She looked longingly at it. Can I touch it? ‘ If you do there’s every chance I’ll bend you over and fuck your arse and fill it with my poz cum!’ I said. ‘I don’t do pussy but ass is ass’. She looked conflicted, she clearly loved cock in her ass but wasn’t going to take a viral load without persuasion’ ‘ Look, I don’t know if Ty is poz or not, ‘I lied ‘ but get checked. If you’re not poz I wouldn’t wanted poz you unless you wanted it ..’ ‘I don’t’ she replied ‘ever’ ‘Ok ok’ I said’ here ring Gino, he’s my medic, this is his number he’s very good and quick …. And sexy ! Get tested and let me know! ‘ With that I hugged her and left. I knew the signs, and she had been taking a hammering from Ty ‘s poz cock. Fuck the thought of her converting made me hard. I still wanted to see if Joe was staying off meds as part of our bet . Had he succumbed to Luke yet? I wondered. I texted him ‘Hi, had Luke’s cock last night or did u behave?’ I sent. After a few minutes the familiar ping went off ‘ You know the answer, he can’t be trusted to take his meds so he’s not fucking me bare!’ The reply said. Followed by another ‘but I’m gagging for some………’ I had him hooked. ‘ Me too. I got stood up last night after I left and was left hard and horny ! ‘ I sent him a pic of my cock ‘ fancy this?’ ‘Yeah, but where? Luke’s about so it will have to be quick’. ‘Ok make an excuse to walk to the shops near the end of your road, there’s some scrubland and trees, I’ll be there 15 min’ I was turned on, I was liking a bit of topping but it was only to breed, I knew my real calling. I waited in the trees for around twenty mins. I was about to give up when I saw Joe stumbling through the trees. ‘I didn’t know this was a cruising ground?’ Joe said ‘Luke was a bit suspicious, that’s why I’m late ‘ ‘it’s not a cruising ground, so don’t let some of the mums walking their dogs see you sucking my cock’ I grinned. ‘ we don’t want to get them jealous!’ I pulled my shorts down and my cock sprang free ‘ suck it!’ I ordered . Joe got on his knees, I kept a look out as he went to town on my cock. ‘Don’t make me cum, I’ve been saving my cum for your hole’ Joe stood up and pulled his own shorts down. I spread his cheeks and started rimming his hole. ‘Fuck that feels good’ he moaned. ‘ I didn’t have time to bring rubbers’ I said. ‘Don’t worry you can do me bare, just pull out before u cum’ I lubed Joe’s hole as best I could with saliva. This was going to be it. I spread his arse and pushed my cock in. ‘ fuck you’re so tight I’ll come soon’ I warned ‘ Not yet just keep fucking me like that, ‘ Joe moaned as he wanted his cock. ‘ I knew from Luke he didn’t like him pulling out too soon. ‘Shall I pull out ?’whispered in his ear,’ cos I want to cum in you’ ‘ God no just do it!’ He shot back. I could feel myself about to explode and pushed hard as I came in Joe. ‘ Fuck I needed that’ Joe panted. ‘Me too’ I whispered, pulling out but then pushing my fingers in Joe’s hole. ‘Gotta keep that in there, you don’t want Luke suspecting anything’ I added. We tidied ourselves up and walked out of the trees, to the surprise of a young mum pushing a pray and having a dog in tow. I winked at Joe. ‘Let’s catch up later this week. I’ll maybe have a small party Friday……..

Part 2 I must have dozed off while laying there and his poz cum marinating inside of me. When I woke up he was fucking my ass again. Damn he felt so good. I couldn't do anything but lay there and moan. This time around he was taking his time and I didn't want him to stop. He removed the tape from my mouth and I whispered to him to please fuck me forever. He laughed and told me I was his slave until he knocked me up. I don't why but hearing this sent me over the edge. My cock erupted underneath me and I loved laying in my cum. I think he was fucking the negative cum out of me so he could replace it with his own toxic cum. After my orgasm subsided my gifter started picking up his pace and started fucking my ass fast and furious. In just a few minutes he yelled out he was cumming and I was getting my second toxic load from this man. Again he unloaded another huge load in my ass. As he went soft and started pulling out of my ass I tried my best to clench my ass so his cum wouldn't leak out. Luckily he reinserted the plug in my ass and I was grateful. Once the plug was in place he untied me but I was too weak to move. I rolled over and my gifter leaned down and started kissing me. After the kiss he noticed how weak I was. He picked me up and carried me into the living room. He then went into the kitchen to make us something to eat. Once dinner was done I laid down and put my head in his lap. For some reason I just felt like I had no strength. It wasn't long until I fell asleep again in his lap. I don't know how long I was out. But when I came to I was in a completely different room. It was a bit dark but I could make out several shadows in the corners. I also realized I was in a sling. I still felt weak after sleeping. My mind felt like it was in a fog but I was hornier than ever. My gifter was the first out of the shadows and before I could say anything he slipped his cock down my throat. I also realized I couldn't feel my body anymore. What happened next I wasn't even prepared for but I didn't feel anything.

Marveillous!!

If HIV is a gun, then PrEP is a bulletproof vest. And the guy who wants to stay neg, but takes loads from complete strangers without asking their status, yet doesn't take PrEP would be like someone who wanders onto an active shooting range. Where HIV isn't like a gun is that it's less likely to kill. And PrEP is far more effective than a bulletproof vest - so that analogy isn't perfect either. When you have the ability to protect yourself and you refuse to use the protection while simultaneously putting yourself at significant risk - IMHO, the only person who is at fault is the neg guy. Simply put - in scenarios like that YOU are the only one who is responsible for your health. Since PrEP offers very close to 100% protection, I fail to see how the toxic poz guy could be "unethical" for blowing his load up neg asses. He won't actually infect anyone unless they're actively or passively bug chasing. Now, if he's specifically targeting say closeted 18 year olds who are still living at home with parents watching their every move (and hence don't really have access to PrEP) - yeah - that's unethical. But cases like that aren't typical. But if he has some random, anonymous hookup in a park with the same kid - then I don't see that as unethical either. There are now three different types of PrEP, so there isn't even the argument of "well, the neg guy couldn't tolerate Truvada". If you want to stay neg and you're taking loads from strangers / people you don't know all that well - then you need to be on PrEP. If you opt not to take PrEP and you get pozzed - it's because of your action/inaction, not the action of the poz guy. All of that is a little off-topic - except to say I don't see it as unethical to stay off meds and be sexually active. But just like the neg guy should be responsible for his health - the poz guy should be responsible for his health and go on meds when it's time (CD4 <= 500, if not sooner).

Thanks for clearing that up; I managed to misunderstand that the described orgasm is supposed to occur when he's "working" on your mind/body. At first, I thought the goal was singular - and not including when you were "in service". Thanks for the explanation. I can observe, from a Top's perspective, that when I'm fucking a Hole, and the guy shoots without touching himself, I feel like I've done my job fairly well, and it's very pleasing when that happens.

He slammed his cock into me one final time and came in me. HE fell across my back and said, “you are the bottom’s faggot the only way you’ll cum tonight or ever is by your own hand or with a cock deep in your slutty hole.” I hoped he was wrong, but I did just cum again with him pounding me. Pozzed Cheerleader 3 The 6 of us laid about the room that wreaked of cum and ass. Jamie and I were sticky with cum that seemed to be everywhere like sand from the beach. George fumbled about in his bag and produced two butt plugs and told Jamie and I to get on all 4’s. We promptly did as we were told, and with no lube George with urging from the others pushed into our well-fucked holes butt plugs. “That’ll keep the bug in there” he chuckled and the rest of them laughed with him. Mike was right in front with a very large but flaccid cock. I started to lean forward and take him in my mouth, but someone pulled me off the bed and Jamie with me. We were pulled to our feet and guided into the bathroom where there was a large shower that was big enough for 4 people to fit in almost comfortably. Jamie and I were instructed to get in, on our knees and kiss like we liked each other. I was not used to kissing guys, but I could only assume that Jamie was. His tongue was in my mouth before I even had a chance to get ready. I liked it. I found myself getting hard. I slowly started to jack myself, but Jamie stopped me. I could sense George, Dan, Mike and Javon gathering around us to watch. Which really made it hotter, and then I felt it…. From George a golden stream of piss spraying off of my forehead, and then one from Dan hitting Jamie in the face. Javon and Mike sprayed our chests and necks and as if on cue they all focused in on our mouths. Jamie was open mouth kissing me and we were swallowing the golden sweet nectar of our gifter’s. Jamie and I were covered head to toe with cum and piss. Javon pulled Jamie out of the shower still covered and into the arms of George and Dan, who let him to the whirlpool. Mike joined Javon and I in the shower. I felt their mouths all over me. Mike bent me at the waist and I took Javon’s flaccid cock into my hungry mouth where he still had some piss for me. I had never done a “golden shower” before let alone swallowing piss. I felt Mike tug at my plug. It went in easier than it was coming out. In the other room, I could hear Jamie struggling. What I come to learn later was he was sitting on Dan’s 9 inch cock and George, with the help of a ton of extra lube and some really strong poppers, was trying and painfully succeeding to double penetrate his well fucked ass. Jamie had tears in his eyes but when George finally slid in next to Dan’s behemoth dong. Jamie came covering Dan’s chest and neck. I could hear Jamie scream in a mixture of pain and pleasure. Mike smacked my ass and as Javon turned on the shower, he said, ‘that it is going to be you soon.” I was nervous, but excited. Mike slid his cock into my once virgin now gaping hole. He winked at Javon as Jovon hardened in my mouth. I could feel the cum and piss rinse away from my body. Javon pulled me off of Mike’s thick hammer and in one swift motion hoisted me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist and Mike aimed Javon’s cock into my cunt. He bounced me up and down on his cock, and I am no lightweight. I stand nearly 6 foot tall and nearly 200 lbs. I am no lightweight, but Javon held me and bounced me on his cock like I was a rag doll. I felt Mike’s cock slither along my ass crack up next to Javon. Mike whispered in my ear, “you are about to get what Jamie got, but no help from the ‘nottle’’. I really did not know what that meant, but I soon found out as Mike lined up his cock next to Javon and pushed. It felt like I was constipated backwards. I thought they were going to split me in two, but as soon as that thought hit my little cock crazy party brain. Mike was in my slutty gaping hole. I felt a rush of pain and pleasure. I was pleasing two men at once with my faggot ass. If I could get a 3rd in my mouth I was have invited him in. Mike pushed all the way into me until I felt both his and Javon’s balls touching my taint. I begged them to fuck me slowly. I did not get that request. They took turns power fucking my hole. Mike would pull out and then slam it in then Javon would take over. From the other room, I could hear Jamie’s squealing with pleasure as he took a pounding from Dan’s donkey dick and Geoge’s meaty rod. “You two sluts are going to poz in no time,” Dan announced as he came in Jamie from George’s relentless fucking. I knew my time was coming soon. I wanted them to poz me. I wanted to free to be fucked by anyone on campus. I wanted to spread my seed to others and free them whether they knew it or not. Javon came in me as he jammed his cock along with Mike’s cock as deep in me as they could. While Javon was still deep in my ass he Mike erupted as well. From the other room, George came with renewed vigor into Jamie. Both Javon and Mike pulled their spent cocks from my abused and cunted ass, but before my gaping hole had a chance to retreat back to form. Mike inserted the anal plug back into me. I slumped to my knees and Javon killed the shower. I wish he would have left it on. I could have the relaxing shower, but as the water drained. Javon ordered me to look up. As I did another stream of piss struck me across the face and I opened my mouth to let it flow in and I felt another from behind me as Mike joined the fun. When they were done they invited Dan and George to join the ‘shower brigade”, but George said that Jamei was drinking straight from the tap. What sluts they have created this day! 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Near Home—August, 2021 Because the last trip to the bookstore had proved to be worthwhile (and ball draining) I went back a few days later. It was a Thursday evening, who knew it would be hot from the moment I walked into the gay theatre…? A very large man is sitting in the cocksucker’s chair. He smiles at me as I pass him and sit against the wall. He is likely twice my weight. His dark skin shines in the half light of the reflected video. I take out my dick. The porn is good if not exceptional. I get hard fast. The large man makes my least favorite cruising signal—he lasciviously licks his lips. I sigh and look back at the screen. Then he is on his knees and crawling across the room to me. I look down as he arrives, rather laboriously, between my legs. I have to make a decision…and I take my hand off my dick, allowing him access. He sinks down on my cock. Holy fuck! He has the best mouth I have had in months. It’s roomy and wet and he creates a suction that makes my cock drip. I sigh in absolute pleasure. He pulls off my cock and goes for my balls, licking them gently with a tongue that feels huge and pliable, but delicate. He burrows down under my balls, too. He sucks my testicles delicately…not trying for both of them in his mouth at the same time. He’s great and I tell him so. His eyes crinkle at the edges—and he goes back to Hoovering my dick. The door opens. A hot otter enters. He is white, maybe mid 30’s with a shaved head. He is in shorts and tee, showing off his hairy arms and legs and tufts of chest hair at the neckline. He watches us for a moment, opens his shorts and feeds me his long, thin dick. I try to give him as good head as I am getting. I tongue his piss slit. I deep throat him easily, it being long and thin. I lick his balls exactly as the man below me is now doing mine. The Otter pulls out of my mouth. He bends—and the Man on the floor lets him suck my cock—because he wants to taste the Otter. The Otter is good, but he is up against pretty unbeatable oral competition here. I do enjoy watching the Man on the floor get his first taste of the pre-cumming Otter. He grunts his approval and swallows him down. The Otter can’t stay bent for too long, so he straightens up. I slide to the floor. The Man graciously lets me suck him again. I am filled with Otter cock as the Man pulls the Otter’s shorts and underwear down around his ankles. The Man squirms around and plants his face in what must be incredibly hairy ass cheeks. The Otter gasps. I can only imagine what that relentless tongue must feel like in his hairy crack. Two or three more men arrive as we work him over. They stay to the sides and watch the show. Suddenly it is too much for the Otter. He convulses and begins to fire a rather watery load into my mouth. The first couple shots are so strong they hit the back of my throat. The next few pool on my tongue. I coat his cock with them—and lick him clean, holding onto his balls so he can’t pull out. When I’m satisfied his cock is spunk free I let him go. The Otter steps to the side and gets dressed, rather shakily. He leaves, patting the Man who rimmed him on the shoulder and me on the head. I get back in my chair—and Man goes back to sucking my cock… * The room has filled. Almost a dozen men. The Big Man has resumed his original chair. He has sucked a number of men as they come in. I have had one other guy on my dick—an amateur by comparison. I am just leisurely stroking now. The door opens. A dapper, trim, just turning middle-aged, white man enters. He is in a dress shirt and suit pants. Rarely do you see good clothes here. He looks around and undoes his belt. He removes his pants, folds them and places them on a chair next to me. Then the shirt comes off, and is folded and stacked with the pants. He is left in loafers and backless designer underwear. He kneels and begins sucking my dick. This galvanizes the room. If cocks weren’t out before, they are now. The man sucking me is good at licking but can’t take any depth at all. He pulls off me pretty fast and looks up into my face. “Fuck me with this thing.” I stand and pull my chair away from the wall. The dapper guy kneels on it. I kneel behind him and begin tonguing the ass crack framed by Andrew Christian. A white trucker type comes over and feeds the man his beer can of a dick. I get his hole good and wet before I stand and lube my cock a little bit more. I slip in. Much more easily than I expect. I am balls deep on the first stroke. The man grunts his satisfaction around the dick in his mouth. I begin to fuck. Out of the corner of my eye I see the Big Man go to his knees again. He comes behind me—and my ass crack connects with his velvety tongue on the backstroke. Fuck—no wonder the Otter blew so fast with both our mouths on him. I slow my fuck stroke a little, so I can grind my ass into the Man’s face. The Trucker cums, deep in the Dapper Man’s mouth. A Latino, a regular, steps into place as the Trucker leaves. I pick up my pace. A third man, on the other side of the Dapper Man’s head, is slapping a hard cock on his neck, head and face. The Dapper Man goes back and forth on them. One in his mouth, a hand on the other. Endlessly switching who gets his mouth. I fuck faster. “You want my load?” I bark out. He grunts around the cock currently in his mouth. The third man in, the slapper, suddenly erupts all over the Dapper Man’s face and hair. It’s all I need. I bury my cock deep in the hot ass I am reaming out and shoot. I feel the big Man behind me drill into my hole with his tongue. I stay in place letting him eat my hole—and still as he moves down, trying to find stray cum on my balls. I start to pull out. The man getting sucked starts to shoot in the guy’s mouth—but it’s too intense for him and he pulls out—shooting even more semen on the Dapper Man’s face. I am cleaned up by the big Man, who savors the mix of cum and ass jizz. I see him move in to felch my load as I do up my pants, slap the Dapper Man’s ass and take off…. To see the original, and read the comments, go here: [think before following links] http://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/2021/10/bookstore-highlights-three-free-for-all.html

Chapter 5 It was Friday lunchtime. I was feeling a little guilty about what may happen that evening. I had been given an address to attend at 9 pm, it was Steve the tattooists house apparently. The discussion with Sally had got me thinking whether I was doing the right thing. My phone pinged. It was Luke. ‘ Hi u ok? ‘ the text message read. ‘Yeah fine’ I replied, . ‘I’m just feeling guilty, there’s something I should know about the other night’ Luke went on’ ‘’ Don’t be, I wanted it. U know I love BB and I wanted u to fuck me raw and cum in me’ ‘ but you don’t know something’ he said. ‘I know you’re poz, is that it? Sally told me’ ‘ ‘ Yeah well kinda, I am poz and I’m on meds but I’m a bit sketchy with them and I hadn’t had any for four or five days so it’s a bit risky I’m sorry I tried to tell u’ ‘ I know u did, Sally told me that too. I didn’t want you to say cos I might have chickened out, and I didn’t want to . I wanted your load. Poz cock turns me on’ ‘ Really ? In that case I feel better, are u on prep? ‘ ‘ No ‘ I replied, and sent the horny smiling emoji. Luke sent one back. ‘ I think you may need to see my cock again then’ he said, sending me a pic of his hard cock. ‘ Mmm but only if u don’t take your meds! ‘ I sent back. I was getting quite turned on by the sex conversation. ‘Maybe some of your swimmers are doing their job already! ‘ I messaged. ‘ I would love to breed u!’ He said ‘Joe won’t let me and It turns me on breeding ass’ ‘ I will definitely let you’ I was messaging now without thinking. When I’m horny I say what I really mean without being reserved. ‘ and btw poz talk gets me horny,’ ‘ OK , I’ll take u to Queen Molly’s on Saturday, you will definitely have a good time there one way or another’ We made arrangements for Saturday. I was horny now and couldn’t wait. It had also got me in the mood for that night too. I wasn’t going to bail out, I was up for it. I was gagging for cock by the time I was walking up to Steve’s house that night. I was let in by Phil. I was taken to a room and ordered to strip. Then another guy came in, dressed in only a harness and a Jock. He was heavily tattooed on his torso and arms. I also noticed a biohazard tattoo by one side of his cock and a simple + tattoo on the other. He had a PA and nipple piercings . ‘ This is Lee, one of my best subs. He will get you ready. ‘ I was then left alone with Lee. ‘Phil has got you a harness, I’ll help you with it if you’ve not worn one before. You will be wearing that and a jock only, like me. I guess you know you will be taking poz cock tonight, and that’s why you’re here.’ I couldn’t help getting hard at the thought of it. ‘There are four guys out there , Phil, Steve and two others. You will get another tattoo as well, and a piercing. I can recommend a guiche, let me show you.’ He lifted his sac and showed me a piercing underneath. It makes you feel horny all the time. You will soon be wanting a PA when you’re in his stable’ Lee continued. ‘ He rents me out sometimes, cos he knows I’m a pig’ With that he turned round and showed me a tattoo of a pig on his ass. ‘You will get this tonight’ Lee showed me a little symbol of what seemed to be a P and an S intertwined at the back of his neck. ‘That means they have bred you. You know the next one after that…..’ He then put a blindfold on me and led me through into what felt like a larger room. Phil spoke. We are all here, and we are all ready to play. We are also all positive. You are not. ….Yet. ‘ he said ‘ I have to know that you are ready to play. Get on your knees and confirm ‘ ‘ Yes I’m ready to play ‘ I dutifully said. ‘Are you scared?’ He asked. I was apprehensive, buy my hard cock gave away that I was turned on. I nodded. ‘A little’ I replied. ‘What about? ‘ ‘ Getting the fuck flu’ I said’ I’ve heard it can be bad’ ‘ ’it can ‘ he said. ‘But you should embrace that. That is your body fighting against the gift. It can’t win and you know the seed will take you over. At that stage there is nothing you can do but hope it takes over you quickly. You will then be producing your own toxic seed, ready to pass on. But you must be ready for it first’ ‘ I am ready’ The pep talk had had the effect on me that I knew it would . I was ready for cock. ‘Open wide’ I opened my mouth and Phil put his large cock in. Suck. I began to suck as Phil fucked my throat. I gagged a little but he didn’t let up. He held my head and said ‘ you will have all the cum you need tonight boy’. He then stopped, pulled out and I was lifted from behind, upwards. It was clear I was being carried and placed in a sling. My wrists were tied And my legs also. I was still blindfolded. I opened my mouth to breathe and another cock slid in,. I thought it was Steve’s, I felt his PA at he back of my throat. I felt a tongue roughly rimming me, working my hole. I then felt a coldness, lube was being applied. ‘ Now is the time that you will beg for my cock. Once it is in I don’t withdraw until U have my poison cum in you. ‘ He pressed his cockneys against my hole. It wouldn’t take much force to enter me. Steve pulled his cock out of my mouth, allowing me to answer. ‘What do you want,boy? Tell your master!’ ‘ I want your cock in me sir! ‘ I said without thinking ‘and your cum please .I need it’ ‘You must want to convert’ ‘ I do, I want it’ I said again, so horny, Phil was playing with my cock and balls . He then pushed in me, ‘ You will have it then!’ He said as he started fucking me. Steve pushed his cock back in my mouth. I was aware of other noises, it sounded like fucking and I heard other voices. Lee must be being fucked as well I thought. I was busy working on Steve’s cock when my blindfold was pulled off, the room was quite dark with only two dim low lights on. ‘ I’m nearly there, I want to look in your eyes when I cum. I want you to know what I’m giving you’ Phil continued’ ‘ You will always remember this moment’ He looked in my eyes. I held his gaze. I felt he was looking into my very soul, taking it over and making me his permanently. ‘ Here it comes’ Phil let out a growl and pushed hard into me. I could feel his cock flex and knew that was the moment. I had taken real poz cum in me. Willingly. I hadnt cum. I was horny. The deed had been done but I wanted more. Phil pulled out, but before I could get used to the feeling Steve slid his cock in me. I had a PA in me for the first time , it felt good. ‘ you want more pig? ‘ I just nodded. ‘good, cos you’re getting it’ Steve then started fucking me as hard as Phil had. I could only imagine what his PA was doing to my insides. I looked over and saw Lee on his knees with another guy’s hand pushing into his arse . Lee was loving it ‘Fist my pig hole’ he was demanding. ‘You ever had black cock boy? ‘ Phil asked. I shook my head as my arse was being pounded. You will tonight, this is ‘Mo ‘ He will fill you with his black poz seed, but only in your mouth tonight. If you want it inside you’ll will have to come back for more’ I was aware he was filming me. How long had that been going on ? I briefly thought. ‘Open your mouth’ I opened my mouth. ‘ Mo will now piss. You will drink’ Before this latest order could register, I felt a stream of warm piss flow into my mouth. I swallowed as best I could. ‘ Now suck the bro’ Mo worked his cock semi erect into my mouth . It was the biggest cock I had taken. I sucked, as Mo wanked. Steve began panting. ‘ Here comes load number two’ as he pushed into me. Mo was now wanking furiously as he was stiffening. I knew it wouldn’t be long before he came and I wanted it all. ’ Uuhhh! ‘ he groaned as he shot rope after rope of cum in my mouth and over my face. I felt a butt plug being inserted. Steve ordered. ‘Leave that in ‘ we don’t want seed wasted. ‘ I swallowed Mo’s cum and felt my arms and legs being untied. My arse clenched on the butt plug. That wasn’t going anywhere. I was helped unsteadily to my feet. ‘ Now we will mark you’ Phil said. ‘You will soon know your path and be begging us to take you there. Steve has a small studio for special tattoo work here.’ What did they have in mind? …." to be continued ……,,,,

Cheating has no particular relationship with orientation - straight, gay, bi, or otherwise. It's not the bisexuality that's immoral here, it's the lack of consent. The genders of the participants make no difference. A lot of straight people seem to think about bisexuality this way, and it has always puzzled me. Back in the 90's I heard a woman in a TV talk show audience during a segment on bisexuality ask (of a married bisexual woman on the show who were non-monogamous), "How come it's OK for you to have your little friend, and him [referring to her husband] to have his, but it's not OK for me and my husband to?" There was a stunned moment of silence from the four people on stage with the host... because of course, to them that had nothing whatsoever to do with sexuality and everything to do with consent in the relationship.

In High School, my best friends dad fucked me a couple of times. He made me wear his wife's panties and told me he was going to get me pregnant. I still get off thinking about it, hehe.

When Angelo got back home Tony was lounging on their patio naked and his cock was semi-hard. Angelo proceeded to fill Tony in on his time with Robert including the lingering look Robert gave to Angelo bulge. As Angelo finished recounting his time with Robert, Tony had got up from his lounge chair and proceeded to pull down Angelo’s shorts to start slowing sucking on his semi hard cock. As Tony slowly licked up and down Angelo’s shaft, Angelo proceeded to think out loud about Robert. Angelo felt with the right inducement they would be able to turn Robert from straight as an arrow guy into not only a gay lover but one who would relish using his power over his students for his own benefit. All Robert needed was to be programmed a little bit and have his sensibilities “rebooted” accordingly. Angelo thought they could turn Robert into a versatile leather bear once he realized how hot he really was. His old girlfriend's ignorance on what was attractive would be a powerful incentive to help program Robert to be the man he should he. Angelo commented how many young and impressionable college students Robert could easily corrupt as their professor and once corrupted could become the plaything of the weekend or more for them. Tony was getting more excited by the moment and started to suck harder on Angelo when Angelo commented that he believed that Robert was watching from his window. Angelo decided that they should give Robert something to really remember. Angelo told Tony to lay on the lounge chair and slowly stroke his cock while Angelo went inside to get some favors. When Angelo returned he had two little baggies with him. The first one contained cocaine which he proceeded to place a small amount of his cock for Tony to snort. Tony wasted no time in doing so and then took Angelo’s 2nd little bag which contained some T and proceeded to give Angelo the booty bump he had been aching since their last party. Tony then proceeded to position angelo on all fours on the lounge chair looking at robert’s house and started to fuck Angelo long and hard. They both looked up to see Robert staying at them from his window but instead of moving away to hide the fact he had been seen Robert was to mesmerized by his neighbors to move. Robert proceeded to watch for another 15 minutes as he say Angelo being fucked right in front of him. Robert who hadn’t had any action for months since his break up felt his cock through his pants as hard as it had ever been. For the first time in his life Robert thought about what it would be like to fuck another guy and the thought led to Robert moving away from the window so he could undress and start to stroke his cock. Robert moved to his desk and started looking for some porn to watch to complete rubbing a load out but for the first time he looked for gay porn. He didn’t last a five minutes before shooting rope after rope of cum into his towel and when he was finished he took his finger to drip it in his cum and tasted it. He didn’t know why he felt that he should do that but he found the taste to be a bit salty but surprising enjoyable. Angelo and Tony looked up after a while and didn’t see Robert there any longer. They decided to go back inside to continue their playtime. Tony started discussing with Angelo how he could introduce himself to Robert and an idea came to him on how he might be able to introduce himself along with Sam to Robert sooner than their planned party. Tony had the urge to start the corruption of Robert as soon as possible and he wanted to have Sam there to setup things in motion. End of Part 2….