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“Sleep.” Brian’s face fell, the trance taking over. His body relaxed, breathing slowed. Cum was dripping out of his pussy, quickly caught in the thermos. Mr. Miller shoved the butt plug back inside and took the thermos, handing it to Matt. “Drink this,” he said. “When you’re done, undue the restraints and bring him upstairs. We’re going on a trip.” “Yes, Master.” Mr. Miller collected the gym clothes into the duffle bag and went upstairs, dressing himself. He took his phone and went through his contacts, finding the name The Director. “Hello,” a voice said over the phone. “We’re on our way,” Mr. Miller said. “Get everything ready. Make sure everyone is there.” “Yes, sir.” Mr. Miller packed the duffle bag into his car, removing two jockstraps and two shirts. “Put these on,” he told Matt and Brian as they entered out of the basement. “While I like the idea of traveling with two naked slaves in my car, it wouldn’t do for people to take notice of you.” Both Brian and Matt pulled on the shirts and jockstraps and climbed into the backseat of the car. Mr. Miller drove for an hour before he drove into an alley on the side of an old brick building. He pulled the car into a garage in which other cars were already parked. “Matt, get the duffle bag out of the trunk,” Mr. Miler said. “Slave, you will walk directly behind me and not say a word. Matt, you will follow last. Understood?” Both Brian and Matt said, “Yes, Master.” “Good.” Mr. Miller had walked through the building many times before, knowing where he was headed. He had brought many slaves to this building over the years, several leaving with new masters by the next day. He glanced back at Brian and Matt and wondered if either wouldn’t be leaving with him by the time he left. He couldn’t imagine leaving without Brian seeing as there was so much more he needed to do before his new slave was broken in. Brian still hadn’t been tested yet to see if Mr. Miller’s strain had taken hold of his slave, though he knew it would after several days. Mr. Miller knew he wouldn’t keep Matt forever, though he didn’t know when he would assign him a new master. There was a man in Florida who wanted Matt, to add him to his growing number of slaves. The man even went as far as removing the genitals of his slaves, leaving their pussies as their only form of pleasure. Mr. Miller liked Matt’s cock, but it wouldn’t be up to him in the end. As of now, however, Mr. Miller didn’t know if he wanted to part with Matt yet. They entered a hall in which a man stood at the end, guarding a door. He was wearing leather shorts and a leather vest, his hairy chest and stomach sticking out. The lights in the hall gleamed off his gray hair and highlighted his bulge which was significant. Mr. Miller knew this man well. He had once been a respected business man, married with kids, but Mr. Miller had been paid by the man’s neighbor to hypnotize him, making him a leather slut. It had almost been too easy. The man had been closeted, making the brainwashing easy. His wife took the kids and ran off with someone she worked with. In the end, everything worked out for the best. The man remembered little from his life before becoming his neighbor’s leather slave. Memories often had a way of diminishing over time. “Hello, Sir,” the leather man said, bowing his head. “Is everyone here?” Mr. Miller asked. “Yes, Sir. They wait for you inside.” “Good. Before we leave, I plan on fucking you at least once. Do you understand?” “Yes, Sir. My pussy is all yours to fill.” He stepped aside, opening the door, allowing Mr. Miller and his slaves into a large room in which a warm light glowed. In the room there were several slings hanging from the ceiling along with ropes on which wrist restraints were attached. There were crosses on which leather straps were attached. Holes were built into the side of one wall, just large enough for a man to fit inside, his ass and legs hanging out, giving other men access to their holes. There were plastic bins around the room in which sex toys were piled along with gags, butt plugs, rubber suits, leather suits, cock cages, rods for sounding, and every other item a master could want to use on their slave. There was even a corner in which there was a station set up for piercings and tattoos. Mr. Miller had spent years constructing this getaway for masters and their slaves. A friend of his kept watch over the facility, known to everyone as The Director. To Mr. Miller, he was Simon Key, the first man he had ever converted. Now, Mr. Miller sent men on occasion to Simon to work as escorts, erasing their minds until all they could think about was cock and cum. Mr. Miller could see that several of Simon’s recent escorts were in attendance along with several other men filling the room. It was easy to tell the slaves from the masters. Masters wore whatever they wanted, whether suits, leather gear, sometimes redneck getups if that’s what they were into. All the slaves were required to attend naked, a requirement Mr. Miller appreciated. “Matt and Slave, remove your clothing.” “Yes, Master,” they both said, removing their shirts and jockstraps. There were six other Masters in the room, all of whom Mr. Miller knew well. He created their mind control programs, keeping them well stocked in whatever type of man they wanted. Mr. Miller noticed Wesley Anderson, a tall, muscular man who wore a suit and was flanked by five naked men. Mr. Miller knew Wesley’s type. He only ever went after married men. Wesley was also a lawyer, often representing the wives of the men he had taken control over, making sure the wives walked away with everything, making the men dependent on him. Once they were, he had them branded on their chests with his initials, thinking of them as cattle. Wesley was a dirty fucker, and Mr. Miller liked him. Perhaps he’ll take a liking to Matt, Mr. Miller thought. He could represent Matt’s wife when the time comes. “Welcome, gentlemen,” Simon Key said, entering the center of the room. “All of you know why we’re here. Each of you is experienced, having come to this gathering several times before. I’d like to extend our gratitude to Mr. Miller, our leader and supplier of content.” The six men applauded. “Happy to do my part,” Mr. Miller said. “And I believe,” Simon continued, “that each of us along with several other men were fortunate enough to watch the stream of your new accomplishment.” He motioned to Brian who remained unmoved to the attention. “Out of all your students, I think this one is by far our favorite.” “Thank you,” Mr. Miller said, looking back at Brian. “My slave has only just been broken in over the weekend. My other slave, Matt, and I spent the day torturing him today. I look forward to each of you contributing your toxic loads and that of your slaves as well.” “I’m ready when you are,” another Master said, reaching down and grabbing his crotch. The man was wearing a leather jockstrap which had thick pubes sticking out at all angles. “It’s been a while since I’ve fucked anything that young.” “You’ll get the chance,” Simon said. “I am training him for testicle torture,” Mr. Miller said. He came to Brian’s side and kneeled down, wrapping his fist around the young man’s scrotum and pulling down, showing his already low hanging balls. “I’ll be working on extending his balls and scrotum down to below his knees.” “Is that possible,” another Master asked. “We’ll find out,” Mr. Miller told him. “Though my other slave I will part with eventually,” he continued, motioning to Matt, “I plan on keeping this slave for myself.” “Keeping all the good pussy for yourself,” a third Master called. “If that were so, I wouldn’t have brought him here,” Mr. Miller told them. “I brought a scrotum weight if you want to use it,” Wesley said. “I’d love to fuck him with it on, watching his balls pulled down to the ground, hitting against the sling as I fuck his brains out.” “And with that,” Mr. Miller said, “I believe Wesley has just solidified himself as the first to fuck my slave.” The men around the room groaned in jealousy. “Instead of talking about fucking, why don’t we simply start,” Simon told them. “For some of you, I know you have newly toxic slaves, so we will be performing biohazard tattoos later in the evening. I’m also meant to tell you that George Truss, a Master from Ohio, will be streaming the castration of one of his slaves this weekend. If you wish to watch, let me know so I can send you the link. Anything else?” The men were silent. “Alright then, gents. Time to start fucking.” The men dispersed, the Masters checking out the bins full of toys and equipment before directing their slaves. Mr. Miller approached Wesley, Matt and Brian following behind. “It’s good to see you, Wesley,” Mr. Miller said, shaking the man’s large hand. Mr. Miller knew that the rest of Wesley’s body was equally as large, his dick nearly eleven inches long, by the far the biggest cock in the group. They had once brainwashed a man with a dick over a foot long, but his Master wanted him only for a bottom, so he had the man’s dick surgically modified, leaving him with a two inch penis. It was no surprise that the men Mr. Miller knew were depraved. “I’m happy to be here,” Wesley said, eyeing Brian. “I came hard watching you put this one under your trance. You make it an art form.” “I do my best,” Mr. Miller said. “Would you mind if I have one of your slaves fuck Matt.” “That’s right,” Wesley said. “A returning favorite. A married man if I remember correctly.” “That he is.” “Any news on that marriage?” “I’m projecting a divorce soon,” Mr. Miller told him. “I’ll make sure to pass your card along to her.” “And what about her husband?” Wesley asked, licking his lips. “When will you be passing him along to me?” “I haven’t tired of him just yet,” Mr. Miller said. “But, when I do, I’ll make sure you’re given notice.” “That’s all I ask,” Wesley said. One of Wesley’s slaves approached, holding the scrotum weight, handing it to his Master. “For allowing me to fuck your new meat first,” Wesley said, handing Mr. Miller the weight, “consider this a gift.” “Much appreciated,” Mr. Miller said. He had already bought several along with a leather extender, all of which he purchased using the money he got from selling some of Brian’s possessions. He also had access to Brian’s bank account, but he wouldn’t be taking money out of that right away. He didn’t want Brian’s parents to become too suspicious yet. I wonder what Brian’s dad is like, Mr. Miller thought, his dick jumping at the thought. Mr. Miller attached the weight around Brian’s scrotum, but, instead of letting it go gently, he let it drop, watching as it pulled down on his slave’s testicles, bouncing a bit and hitting against his legs. “You really think you can get his balls to below his knees?” Wesley asked. “I’m hoping he can get them so far down,” Mr. Miller said, “That he’ll be able to put them in his own mouth.” Wesley moaned. “God, I love it when you talk dirty.” Mr. Miller smiled. “Matt, go with one of Master Wesley’s slaves and get at least five loads into your ass before the hours up. Understand?” “Yes, Master,” Matt said. “Reggie,” Wesley said. “Take Matt and fuck his ass until his ass drips with toxic cum and blood.” “Yes, Master,” one of Wesley’s slaves said. Matt left with the slave, both heading toward one of the available slings. “Reggie has a big cock,” Wesley said. “He’ll tear him up good.” “Family?” “I just finished representing his ex-wife. She got all the money from the business he owned. He has two sons, both quickly coming up to their 18th birthdays. I think I’ll be making a reunion happen soon. He loves drinking piss. I haven’t used a toilet to piss in weeks.” “Saving water.” “I’m doing good work for the planet,” Wesley joked. He looked beyond Mr. Miller and eyed Brian again. “Is it time for me to take a ride?” “He’s all yours,” Mr. Miller said. _________________________________________________________________________________________ I'll be doing a side chapter soon about what else Mr. Miller gets up to in connection to a sperm bank.

I created a party on BBRTS, and over the course of a couple of days I had about 22 approved. I was hosting at a central hotel in town with easy in and out, no lobby to go through. Door was going to be unlocked and I'd be waiting. I had told the guys they could come alone or bring a friend, cum and go or stay awhile. I prepped myself, took my edibles about an hr before and sent the room number out. And I waited. Eventually an older guy showed and I loved the rimming he gave me he couldn't stay hard and no amount of sucking or jerking helped. He said he was going to get air and come back.... he did not come back. Then I kept waiting. About 90 minutes later one of the guys emails me and says he's 20 mins away, so I wait. The second guy was great. He was a bigger guy, nice tick legs and big hands grabbing my hips and shoulders keeping me bouncing on his cock. He had a nice 6 in with some girth. A great first to open me up. He came quickly and left. No one else showed up, but I wasn't going to let my effort to prep and travel go to waste. I checked various apps but settled on a bathhouse. I checked in, stripped and made a beeline for the darkroom. It was a blur of hands and cocks, I was on my knees in no time sucking a few nice thick ones when hands grabbed me and pulled me up so that I was bent at the waist. Ass ready he pushed in all in one go. I was not ready, it burned and made my legs shake trying to stay on it. I can't tell you how thick or long it was, but I can normally take 7 and a little thickness easily, this I did not. The guy behind me kept a steady hard pace and eventually grunted a few times while thrusting harder. He slapped my ass and pulled out. All the while we had been fucking I had been sucking various cocks that found my mouth. It was wonderful to be filled at both ends. No one came in my mouth unfortunately but I did get fucked a handful of times after the first. The rest of the cocks felt small in comparison, I'm a bit hazy how many loads I got. The popper/thc combo had my head spinning, I was zoning out a few times. I had a blast and will simply avoid the flakes of BBRTS in town and just go straight to see the men who want to actually fuck.

I look at these things - growls, woofs, grrs, oinks, taps, whatever the site has - as the old-school bar equivalent of catching someone's eye across the room and nodding, or otherwise acknowledging that something about him caught your eye. I suppose one problem of "the apps" is that some people INSIST that the only reason to use them is to get laid and how DARE anyone reach out on them for ANY other purpose because you're WASTING my precious time so fuck you. Well, most such apps have an option where you can (a) post what you're looking for - and surprise! many of them offer choices other than "come fuck me right this minute" - and (b) describe what you're looking for and what terms you're looking under. Someone else's failure to utilize those means to convey a clear message about what they want does not constitute a requirement on my part to refrain from contacting them, even with the dreaded "oink" or whatever. If someone puts in his profile "I don't respond to oinks (growls, woofs, whatever)" then I abide by that. If someone puts in his profile "Only contact me if you want to come fuck me within 10 minutes of your first hello message", then I abide by that too. But if someone wants to get his panties all wadded up because he failed to do either of those things and then - OH MY FUCKING GOD - someone has the temerity to attempt to break the ice with the digital equivalent of that across-the-bar nod, I'm grateful, because that's someone I can immediately block with a clear conscience because he's a fuckhead. As for receiving them: I almost always reply. If I have no interest in the person after looking over his profile, but it's otherwise innocuous, I simply say "Thank you, that's kind of you." Most people can interpret that correctly. If I do have an interest, I thank the person AND either growl/oink/woof/whatever back, or just give the written equivalent. If the person's profile indicates he hasn't read mine (for instance, his clearly says he's only looking for single people and his only "Looking for" is "Partner/husband"), I point out that they really, really should learn to read a profile before expressing interest in someone that clearly isn't what they're looking for.

Chapter 13 I was sitting in the medical centre waiting room with a very nervous Sally. We were doubling up the appointment, I was going to receive a definitive diagnosis and Sal was having the quick test. We were called in to see Gino. ‘Please sit down Sally ‘ Gino said after we were called in. ‘ I understand you are nervous , but try not to be, there’s nothing to be scared of, as Neil will tell you’ . I nodded. I noticed Archie wasn’t in the room. ‘Where’s your assistant?’ I asked. ‘Oh, Archie , he’s called in sick again he’s been off now for three days, he thinks he’s picked something up at a party he went to’ Gino replied , winking at me. ‘Ah, ok’ I said. I was hoping that I had spread my own gift. Gino quickly took a blood swab from Sally and Eagan for the quick test, explaining what he was doing, and that there would be a thirty minute wait for the quick test result. ‘Are you ok with Sally here knowing your formal result? ‘. Gino asked me. ‘Yes no problem’ I replied. ‘Well , you are confirmed as being Hiv positive as I’m sure you guessed’ he told me. Do you want to keep the same med regime we discussed last time ? ‘ ‘Er yes please’ I said, well aware that that was none at all for the time being. ‘Ok well we’ll have a follow up appointment in six months but in the meantime If you have any worries you have my number. ‘ We then waited in the reception for Sally’s result. She just looked at the floor saying nothing, until she asked ‘ Aren’t you worried about being poz?’ ‘No, I’m honestly not. It helps me be who I am, I don’t have to worry about getting it now, and I’m in control’ , as you’ll see when we go to the parlour.’ I had agreed to go with Sally for her test if she came to Steve’s tattoo parlour with me afterwards. She had always liked tattoos but had never had the courage to have one. I was hoping she would take the plunge. ‘Sally’ her name was called and I went with her back to see Gino . ‘ Well Sally, I can tell you that you have tested positive and that more than likely this will formally be confirmed with the full blood test, Like Neil’s was. You are Hiv positive.’ Sally looked ashen but I found it hot, my best friend also poz. Gino talked through the meds situation but I could see Sally wasn’t taking it in. She just wanted to leave. We walked outside and she just burst into tears. I tried to console her. ‘There’s nothing you can do, just embrace it and own it girl’ I told her’ come on I’ll show you. ‘ We walked to the tattoo parlour and came in the door and both Steve and Phil were there . ‘Hello stranger’ Phil commented. ‘ who’s your friend?’ ‘This is Sally’ I replied’ I’ve had some good news and want to do something about it, and she’s had some not so good news and is feeling sorry for herself’ ‘ok do tell’ Steve joined in the conversation. ‘Well we’ve both tested positive, we’re both poz’ I added’ so I need some work doing, and Sally here has always wanted a tattoo but has been too scared to come before. ‘ Well congratulations to you both on your new status, I’m sure you will enjoy being members of the club. ‘ Steve smiled ‘Ok you come with me , Sally can go with Lana and talk through some designs, she’s really good with first timers’ I hugged Sal and went to the back. ‘Phil here will tell you what you’re having’ Steve said. I made myself ready as I watched Steve prepare. He set to work, inking in a biohazard symbol in my shaved pubic area and a small decorative + sign at the back of my neck. Phil wants you to have a final piercing, are you ok with it? Not that you’re going to say no’ Steve said. I nodded and Steve numbed my cock. I hadn’t expected this but could see I was being given a Prince Albert. Fuck that would look hot I thought . I wondered whether Sally would get anything . When Steve had finished his handiwork he told me to drink lots of water for a week to minimise infection, I stepped out into the main shop a little sore. Sally had just come through. ‘Well what did you get?’ I asked her. ‘She was really good ….. and took to it like a duck to water. She got a small black widow spider just down from her hip towards her pussy and liked it that much she wanted another near the top of her back. I looked as Sally turned to show me. Lana had cleverly incorporated a biohazard into the black widow design. I wasn’t sure Sally understood the message but it looked hot and sexy. ‘Look, I think you two will be ideal guests for a party for a client of mine ‘ Phil said ‘ you can come and will be well paid’ ‘Paid?’ Sally queried. ‘Yes you have to chat to guests , entertain them that kind of thing’ he said. I had an idea what ‘entertaining’ Phil had in mind, though I wasn’t sure Sally did. ‘You would be paid £1,000 but you do need to stay til the end , you can’t disappear after an hour’ I was definitely in, but waited on Sal. ‘ I could do with cheering up I guess and the money will be handy, It can fund a short holiday! Ok I’m in. ‘ Sally said , ‘Me too ‘ I added. ‘Ok we’ll be in touch’ Phil said. . I was horny at the thought of being broken in to a proper party, but kept my thoughts to myself. The days to the weekend dragged, Sally was down but we had a heart to heart and she had been researching being poz and had come to terms with it a little more by the weekend. We were due to meet at Joe and Luke’s before heading into town. Sally and Ty arrived together and we had a couple of drinks. I then stood up and said I had an announcement to make. ‘We know you’re a cocksucker now ‘ Ty joked , ‘you don’t have to come out’ . ‘No this is different, I’ve joined a new club’ I continued ‘ Which one ?’ Joe said , ‘Is it in town?’ . ‘No not that type of club ‘ I replied , unbuckling my belt and pulling down my jeans and boxers showing my PA and biohazard tattoo. ‘I’ve joined club Poz ! I apparently converted about a week and a half ago and tested poz last week! , Though it was a routine check as I didn’t know ‘ I lied, for the sake of Joe who was looking aghast ‘ Congrats on becoming a proper bottom Neil!’ Luke hollered, ‘see Joe that’s what u need to do !’ , We are going to have a proper night tonight.’ ‘And me’ a small voice said. I hadn’t planned on mentioning anything about Sally. It was hers to own. We all looked round, Sally was bright red ‘ And me’ she repeated ‘ I’m poz as well I converted this week too’ ‘Sorry Ty’ ‘Nothing to be sorry about babe’ I’m cool with u being poz’ I don’t know my status but I’m guessing I need testing too!’ Ty lied, catching my eye. I kept silent. ‘But I guess I may be’ he added. ‘Only you now Joe to make the trip’ Luke hollered’ Let’s see where the night takes us!’ …………………….

Note: I got the idea for this after seeing a bunch of video clips of a guy called Timothy Champagne. He’s tall and muscled with shaggy blonde hair and tops a bunch of guys in videos. A total stud with a handsome face, a great smile and in all the clips he looks like he’s having a blast. Not generally my my type (a little lean and hairless) but something about him is supremely sexy. Matt is basically that guy as I imagine him. Adam is like a young Atlas Grant. Matt: It was early on a weekday afternoon at the beach. Matt had spent the whole morning surfing in the rough waves, and was done. He knew the guy sitting on the bench was staring at him. The fags always wanted to suck his cock when he came to the beach to surf. Why not? Matt is 25, 6’2”, 180 lbs of lean muscle, furry blonde chest and beard and a nice fat cock with a super furry blonde ass. He basically fucked anything with a hole, no matter what gender. He liked fags because they were always more direct about hitting on him and he rarely turned them down. Plus fags didn’t mind when he fucked them hard and slapped them around a bit. Didn’t matter their age, younger ones were hot, older ones often wanted to pay him. He never turned down money for a fuck. It kept him in weed and T. Matt had rolled down the top of his wet suit, opened the back of his van and started to put his gear away. As soon as it was all stowed, he looked over at the fag trying to be inconspicuous but doing a piss poor job of it. The guy couldn’t stop touching his dick while watching Matt. So Matt decided to put on a little show. The beach was mostly deserted, just a a few other people were out surfing and only a few cars were in the parking lot with no people visible. The only other person was the fag who couldn’t stop staring. He rolled the rest of his wet suit down and took it off, standing behind the van, completely naked. Matt loved the sun on his naked body and it was a gorgeous sunny California day in the 80s. Matt shook his wet suit a little bit to get some more of the water out and leaned over to lay it out in the back of the van, making sure to show off his furry ass so the fag could see it. Matt stole a glance and noticed that the guy was playing with his dick even more obviously through his shorts. This little cat and mouse game was about to get Matt a nice cunt to breed. He stood up and stretched out completely, letting the warm air dry his skin off, then he grabbed his fat uncut dick and started to play with it, looking directly at the kid sitting on the bench. He quickly got hard and the kid’s eyes got bigger and bigger, like he couldn’t believe what was happening. Matt crooked his finger and called the kid over. At first he didn’t move but after a few seconds, the kid got up and walked to Matt’s van quickly. He didn’t say a word, he just stared at Matt’s cock. Fags were so easy to use. “Get in the van, dude.” The kid just stood there, staring at Matt. “Come on man, get in. NOW.” Suddenly the kid looked up, startled and said “Oh. Sure.” He climbed in the back of Matt’s van and crouched there. Matt just laughed and thought “this is gonna be fun.” He climbed in after the kid, still completely naked and pulled the rear doors shut. There were a couple of pillows and a sleeping bag in the back for emergencies. Matt grabbed the sleeping bag and unzipped it while the kid just sat there, mesmerized. “Come on, man, get naked. Gonna fuck your ass. But first, have a taste.” The kid hesitated again and again, Matt just said “NOW.” The kid quickly shucked his clothes and Matt liked what he saw. The kid was short, thick and furry. About 5’5” and a muscled torso covered in black hair. Matt told him to turn around and he did without saying a word. “Nice little furry hole there. You like getting fucked dude?” “Um. Sometimes. I’m not very experienced, to be honest.” The kid blushed which was really cute, and Matt just laughed. “Don’t worry man, I’m not gonna hurt you. I’m a nice guy who’s horny all the fucking time. What’s your name? How old are you?” “Adam. I’m 20.” “Good, now get over here and suck my cock.” This time Matt didn’t have to tell the kid twice. He sat down on the floor on the sleeping bag, and propped the pillows behind his back so he could lean against the wall of the van while the fag got busy. Adam took most of Matt’s fat dick in his mouth and started sucking it immediately. It was a little toothy at first, so Matt pulled his mouth up by Adam’s curly hair and said “watch your fucking teeth, fag.” Adam immediately responded “Yes, sir!” and shoved the fat surfer cock down his entire throat. He was getting a good rhythm going, taking all of Matt’s cock on every stroke and Matt grabbed him by the ears and started to regulate the depth and speed of the blow job. “That’s better, faggot.” Matt slowed down and sped up, taking as much pleasure as he could from the cute kid’s mouth. But he was ready for more so after a few minutes, he slowed the kid’s mouth down and held him in place as Matt’s cock throbbed, lodged all the way down Adam’s throat. He started to push back, clearly having a hard time breathing and Matt held onto his head. Finally he released Adam and the fag came up for air, gasping with his face covered in spit. After he caught his breath, Adam moved to go back down on Matt’s cock but Matt pulled his face up and started kissing him hard on the mouth. The kid responded immediately with a moan and melted into Matt’s arms. Matt reached down behind the kid and started touching his hole. He pulled Adam away from a deep kiss and stuck his fingers in Adam’s mouth to lube them up, then reached down and started playing with Adam’s furry cunt. The kid moaned again, deeper and more desperate. Matt could tell this was going to be fun. After he spent some time playing with Adam’s hole, Matt pulled him in close again and started teasing Adam’s newly lubed up hole with his fat hard cock. “Do you have any rubbers?” Adam asked. “No. Gonna fuck you anyway.” “Um. I. Um.” Matt laughed since he knew just how to fix this problem. He grabbed the back of Adam’s head and pulled him in close for another deep kiss, all the while playing with his butthole. The hole was relaxed and clean, so Matt knew it was a matter of time before Adam let him in his hole raw. After a couple of minutes of making out and ass play, Adam pulled away from Matt, out of breath and said “fuck it man. I can’t wait to have your cock in me. Just don’t cum inside, OK?” “Sure, kid. Whatever you say.” Matt smiled his big goofy surfer boy smile, kissed the kid again and slowly maneuvered Adam’s butt onto his cock. Considering Matt’s long, fat cock, he was impressed that Adam took it all the way down the root in one continuous, slow push. He continued to kiss Adam as the kid impaled himself on the huge cock. Once Adam was at the root of his cock, he reached over and opened a zippered pouch, pulling out a glass pipe and a baggie. “Sit still for a second, kid. We’re gonna have some fun. You got anywhere you need to be?” Adam just moaned and said “fuck no. I was bored so I decided to come watch guys surf and walk on the beach.” Matt laughed and said “never thought you’d end up with a surfer dude’s cock in your cunt, did you.” Adam moaned again and said “fuck, no. But I fucking love it.” Matt laughed again and said “OK, sit still for a second, so I can load the pipe.” “I don’t do drugs,” Adam said. “You do now,” Matt replied, quickly loaded the pipe and lit it, melting the large shards in the bottom of the bowl while expertly maneuvering the bowl so nothing burned. He took a huge hit off the pipe, and then pulled a still reluctant Adam in for a shotgun and a kiss. He looked surprised when Matt started to exhale the smoke into his lungs, but quickly realized what he was supposed to do and breathed in. They shared the first hit back and forth until it was gone, and then Matt turned the pipe around and explained to Adam how to smoke it. They traded shotguns for a few minutes while Matt’s rock hard cock was still lodged up his hole. Finally, Matt set the pipe down in a safe spot, pulled Adam in to make out with him again and started moving his hips to fuck Adam’s hole. The kid moaned loudly as his ass started to quickly adjust to accept the cock that was invading it. Matt started to move the kid up and down on his dick, which caused Adam to moan even more. “How’s that feel?” “Fuck, Matt. I don’t think I’ve ever felt so fucking horny in my life!” He was panting loudly as Matt picked up speed, fucking his furry little cunt. Matt laughed and said “it’s the T. Makes everyone horny. Most guys can’t get hard with it, but it just makes my dick harder." Matt reached down and touched Adam’s cock which was completely soft. “See? You can’t get hard, just proves you’re a fagdump for loads.” Adam just moaned more loudly and said “I don’t fucking care what I am, just never stop fucking my hole!” Matt laughed and said “That’s the reaction I usually get. Now let’s get the first load in your cunt and then head back to my place. I think we can probably have some fun all day.” Matt turned Adam around and laid him on his back on the pillows so he could pound the kid’s cunt. “Let’s get this first load out of the way so we can spend more time fucking your pussy in my apartment.” Matt picked up the pace and started really pounding the kid’s hole, which just caused him to moan louder and beg to be fucked harder. All fags are the same. They all wanted his big cock, and they all wanted it hard and rough. After a couple minutes of pounding Adam’s big ass, Matt leaned down to him, grinned and whispered “Are you sure you want me to pull out? Are you SURE?” Adam just grabbed onto Matt’s ass and pulled him as deep as possible inside. “FUUUUUCK man! No! Don’t pull out! Please! I gotta have your load in my hole! No one ever fucked me like this before. I need it!” Matt leaned down again and kissed the kid while he pounded Adam’s hole mercilessly. “Gonna breed ya. Gonna breed ya. Gonna breed ya…..take it you fucking faggot! NOW.” Finally, he buried himself as deeply as possible in Adam’s hole and let loose with a huge load of cum. Adam could feel Matt’s cock throbbing inside his cunt and reached back to, once again, pull Matt as deeply as possible inside. They both caught their breath and Matt’s cock started to soften. He immediately rolled Adam over onto his shoulders so his ass was sticking straight up in the air. Matt reached over and opened another bag and pulled out a nice sized butt plug. He grinned at Adam and said “don’t want lose that load when we’re going to my house.” Adam smiled and let the plug slip inside of his raw ass lips. He moaned again when the plug hit home and laid down flat for a minute. Matt started to get ready to leave, putting on a pair of shorts and a tank top, commando of course. Adam started to get dressed as well, when Matt said “nope. No clothes for you. You’re gonna give me road head while we go back to my apartment. Keep the plug in and clean off my dick. It’s not far.” Adam was completely smitten and obeyed without thinking. His brain was partially addled by the drugs and partly by the fuck he’d just taken but he couldn’t think of saying no, and didn’t even think about his car parked down the row. He just crouched down next to Matt sitting in the driver’s seat. Matt started the van and pulled his cock out through the fly of his shorts. “OK, fag. Suck it while I drive.” Adam started sucking Matt’s hard cock immediately and didn’t even look up. A few minutes later they drove up in front of a small house and pulled into the driveway. Matt pulled Adam’s head off his cock and said “OK. Take a break. Let’s go inside.” Adam started to get dressed again, but Matt just grabbed his clothes and said “follow me.” Adam didn’t even think of refusing. He just got out of the van and followed Matt to the front door and went inside not caring who saw his naked, plugged ass.

Hope I get to poz load many attendees. What else are the 'World AIDS Conferences" good for

I get an email on Grinder, and all he says I WANT TO BREED YOUR ASS. My reply is I don't host and only get fuck raw. He gives me the address of his hotel and room number. I knock on the door. He opens and says get naked and on your knees. It His dick is about 7 inches, and I must be his first one today as he is hard fast. He pushes me away and to get on the bed On all fours, his face drives into my hole, and does he know how to rim a hole and stroke my dick. He pulls away, and he hacks up a good amount of spit and drips it on my crack, then takes his dick then starts to push it in. The first words he says you are a slut, as he slides in easily. I guess he likes slapping my ass cheeks as he fucks me as is fucking me rough, but I'm not complaining. He asks where I want his load, inside or outside. Inside, of course. Once he cums he does not pull out, but I'm enjoying this. When he does, I ask if I can clean his dick. He looks funny at me as I come over and get on my knees and use my mouth to clean his dick. No one had done that to him before. He wants to see me when he is back in town in 2 weeks

Went & got this on my ribs the day my results were confirmed. Still need to decide on my BioTat location, current choice, inside of right bicep….

Poz this ass in the Netherlands

^ He's correct. No consent = no nookie. Period.

[think before following links] https://newtumbl.com/x_m9J9bAtfvPlw Wow, Austin Wolf came three times in one session....So fucking Hot!

Tell me what you think of my logic here… #Monkeypox IS an STI. It’s just not ONLY an STI. Important distinction there… It’s kinda like “all lives matter” (truly), but right now we need to talk about how black lives matter. Personally I think we do our community a disservice if we don’t get the word out that it’s being transmitted sexually, but the idiot anti-vax Republicans will then use that to stigmatize our community. Maybe telling them it’s like all lives matter / BLM will get them to understand. They don’t give a shit about BLM and that’s the equivalent of STI in this analogy, so they should focus on the all lives matter part (that it can be transmitted many other ways). Then again, “haters are gonna hate” no matter what you do, so…

** Please remember to ‘like’ the story if you enjoyed it. Feel free to comment or to contact me via mail. Thx. ** ************************************************************************************************************************* He was seated at the bar, drinking with a couple of guys. From his loud laughter, and the silly things he was blurting out, as well as his overall behavior, it was clear to me he was quite drunk. But on the other hand, he was quite sexy. He was, of course, young, no doubt just over 18. The guys recognized him being intoxicated and touched him inappropriately all the time. They grabbed his ass or rubbed his junk while passing him by. He never complained about it. He just grinned like a fool, feeling probably flattered to be the center of the attention. So I tried my luck and ordered a drink at the bar and while standing close to the drunk twink I let my hand slip into his low hip jeans on his backside and my middle finger moved downwards between his ass cheeks, just to find his hole. I pressed my finger against his hole and he relaxed it and let me pass his sphincter. What a slut, I thought to myself. I gave him a cheeky grin and then went back to the two fellows I was with that night. We were all biohazard stallions and we were, let’s put it this way, interested in the youthful guy. He blinked at me and then moved to the back area, where the darkroom was. My mates fist bumped me and cheered, while I got up from my chair I told them to be nearby, in case…. Getting into the backroom my eyes had to adjust to the dimmed light. I saw him wandering about, but I doubted he would actually be notice all the guys lurking about. The risk was too high, that another dick would grab him first and so I hurried up and greeted him with my low voice. He tried to focus me and then showed a foolish smile asking me, if I was the guy fingering outside. I laughed and nodded to that. “You know… I think I had a drink too much and all the jocks look the same to me. Just a big bulge…..” he claimed. “Oh that’s okay…. you are nothing more than a hole to me.” I replied and although my answer was quite reducing him he flashed another smile. “How about three big cocks?” I asked him referring to my two friends. “I guess it would be okay, but we have to play safe. Okay? My boyfriend is out of town and we are faithful to each other. FAITHFUL (in a loud voice). That’s why you can’t fuck me, but it is okay to fuck me now….” he babbled. Such a wasted guy… I signaled my friends to attend me and so they appeared out of the darkness and greeted the teen. “Hey guys – can I touch your bulges to see if you are well endowed?” he asked us. He massaged each of our bulges and seemed to be satisfied to feel 9+ inches of hard cock meat. We looked for a dark corner and there we turned him around, so that he faced the wall. I opened his jeans and lowered them. They fell to the ground and revealed a beautiful round ass. “Don’t forget the condom” he whispered. “Of course not, but let me first finger you. Get you ready for my fat dick.” I suggested and used a bit lube on my fingers and entered his hole with three fingers at once. I crouched behind him, to get a good angle to finger fuck him roughly. He was moaning and enjoyed it obviously. After a while I used only my index finger and my middle finger to actually scratch him from the inside, while pulling my fingers out. I repeated it over and over again and he complained about the growing pain. I told him that I had to prepare him for the hard fuck, but that I would soon been done. I had to rely on my handy work and so I got up and started lubing up my dick. “Sorry guys… but I can’t get hard. Too much alcohol I guess” he giggled. “Never mind, just let us charge your cunt up and we are gone anyway” I replied. “Give him some poppers” I told one of my friends. He handed the boy the brown bottle and told him to use it. “How?” he asked seriously. “I don’t do drugs” he added. “That’s not a drug baby, it is something to inhale to make you feel horny for cocks” I explained. You can keep the bottle afterwards, in case you want to enjoy some other gentlemen dicks in here. “The condom on your cock already?” he asked while he opened the bottle with a ‘plop’ and then sniffed at the bottle opening, while a pal pressed against his other nose opening. ‘Whoooosh’ “Oh my…. oh fuck…. what is this…..” he stuttered. My friends helped him stay on his feet. I parted his ass cheeks in the meanwhile and entered his soft asshole raw. “Oh fuck, this is it…. oh it feels so good. man…. fuck me hard…. fuck me hard into my pussy” he moaned. We made him inhale more of the poppers and every time he was almost freaking out and begging me to fuck deeper into his body. Of course I rammed my whole cock hard into him. This wasn’t supposed to be a romantic affair. This was hardcore POZ fucking. I fucked my dick hard into his hole, trying to inflict even more damage with every thrust I could muster. “You want to get your slut ass charged?” I whispered into his ears, while he experienced one rush after another. He nodded only “Tell me loud, that I can charge your cunt up” I advised him with my low and calm voice. “Fuck me hard into my ass…. (and then louder) Charge my slut ass up” he exclaimed. I grunted and held him by the shoulders, while I was speed-fucking him now. This put me over the edge and my toxic semen erupted inside his ass. My cock gushed five times and I kept on fucking him, to make sure my seed would infiltrate his body soon. After I pulled my cock out, I pretended I would get rid of the condom and stuffed my dick back into my jeans. My pal was next and I told him, while taking his place, to think about the condom. “Yes…. safety first please…. I don’t want to get sick by these…. sick…. bastards….” he repeated himself and took another good whiff. “I think there is enough lube left in there” my friend said with a smirking face. Without hesitance he entered the twink’s ass, who had one POZ load already inside his body…

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

I was recently on holiday to Budapest with some friends, and as recommended we went to the thermal baths. Of course, all the guys were in swimming trunks which made it very easy to see their hot bodies. While in one of the pools I spotted this young guy, probably about 19 chilling on the steps. It was like he was sent from the gods, a tight body, tanned skin, a cute smile. Perfect, easily out of my league. I couldn't stop staring, every time he was in my view my eyes lingered a little too long, and he noticed. He stared back at me and our eyes met, he let out a small smirk and beckoned with his head for me to come over. I swam over and sat next to him. "You English?" he said in a Hungarian accent. "Yes" I replied back. "You into guys?" he asked. "Yes" I replied back. He looked at me and smiled before saying "follow me". He stood up and got out the pool, I quickly followed him. He went downstairs to the changing rooms and went through a random door before getting to a toilet that was secluded. We went inside and he locked the door before pulled down his trunks revealing a nice uncut cock which was already hard, maybe a little over 6inch, not too thick. I got on my knees and began sucking; using my tongue to lick under his foreskin and around his cock head. He ran his hands through my hair and let out a moan. "anal?" he asked after a little while. "I'm not sure how clean it is, your choice" I answer back. He pulled me up and turned me around before spitting on his hand and rubbing his saliva on my hole. He stuck a finger in and swirled it around before pulling it out. "looks clean to me." He stuck his open palm out to me, "spit." I spat out a thick blob of saliva into his hand which he also rubbed and pushed into me. I lent against the wall and revealed my hole for him. He rubbed his cock head against it for a little bit before slowly pushing in. I let out a moan as my hole resisted the intruder. "relax" he whispered. He push a little harder and he slid in, balls deep. He softly grabbed my hips and began to thrust. I leaned further forward letting him push really deep into me. He then gripped harder and began going to town on my hole, thrusting in and out as hard as he could, like I was nothing but a fuck toy to him. I let out a moan with every thrust into me. "dirty English slut, letting a stranger use you raw," I just let out a moan and said fuck a few times. "I bet you want my cum deep inside you" he began to pant. "breed me, I need your cum so badly" I moaned back to him. He began pushing deep into me, trying to get as far into my hole as possible. "here it comes slut" he said, slightly out of breath. His cock began to pulse as it was buried balls deep inside me, flooding my guts with his DNA. He let out a deep moan as his balls emptied into me. He then slowly slid out and slapped by ass. He parted my cheeks and looked at my hole, leaking a small bit of cum. "fuck that's hot," he exclaimed. He then slide a finger or 2 into my ass and again swirled them around. He then quickly withdrew them. I felt some more cum drip out and run down my leg. "fuck you're dirty." I smiled back at him. He slapped my ass again before he unlocked the door and left. I quickly put my trucks back on and left a minute later. I went upstairs and went back into one of the pools where I let his load leak into water. Bred by a hot Hungarian guy in some toilets, would definitely do again 😅

I give and take all loads. I’ve worn a rubber 3 times, all in high school. Whether it’s me fucking or me taking cock up the ass, if someone proposes a rubber, I’d rather give up the fuck and just go home.

I think calling them "flakes" is inaccurate because the reality is that when they ask to attend your "party" the guys are horny, but when the time comes, they are either busy or not horny at all. At the sauna the guys are there because they are horny now.

Same here--- Honestly my "son" loves to force the ones that are curious but undecided. None start out loose.

Every hole’s a goal

That’s an awful lot of angst over a wee little tap. I’m not sure I agree that one is obligated to respond to an unsolicited communication online. If it troubles you so much, why not state clearly that you do not reply to taps and stick to it? I wouldn’t because to do so might, just might, mean missing out on the greatest shag of my life. For example, just a couple of weeks before the first lockdown I got a tap from a faceless profile at 2am. As it was very close, I replied. Within the hour, I was having an incredible session with a lovely black and white couple, both good looking tops (let’s just say I was late into work that day). Had I been precious and ignored their tap I would not have had that. I can’t speak for others, but I’m certainly not going pass up opportunities like that because of some daft “no taps” rule.

I think this is going to stay mainly a gay thing. Given the short window virus has for infection, about two weeks, you need serious network effects to keep it going. The moment virus finds it way into straight world it will be a dead end for it. Let’s face it, straight don’t mingle nearly as much as us.

It takes persistence and assistance to get PReP and HIV treatments at a reasonable cost. Plus it can all change do to politics at a drop of the hat. My spouse and I are off meds by choice at this point. Keeping a close watch on the politics of HIV. Remember the Republicans would rather see you die than the government or insurance cover you.

Heretofore it’s primary spread has not been through sexual contact— this is a new aspect of the virus this year. But here is my prediction of how this all plays out. Some closet case is going to get infected and take it home to his wife and kids, who will in turn spread it to all their schoolmates. Suddenly it will be a big priority and all sorts of energy will go into a vaccine program aimed at the general public. Get your shot now while the focus is on MSM, or you’ll eventually be pushed to the back of the line.

I went to Rooster Rock nude beach on Friday. I saw a guy with a big cock standing near some trees stroking. When I walked by him he motioned me over. I went to my knees and swallowed him to the base. After I blew him for a few minutes, he stood me up, and pushed me over a log. We both took hits on our Poppers then he rammed his cock into me raw, and dry. He fucked me for nearly an hour before loading my ass.

Most STI's can be spread by sexual or non-sexual contact. If you touch an open syphilis sore, for instance, you can contract syphilis even if the contact was completely non-sexual. Ditto for herpes. That's less true of gonorrhea, for some reason. They're called STI's not because they ONLY spread through sexual contact, but because they OFTEN (or most often) do. At this point, monkeypox qualifies.

Much the same. I usually reply with “Thanks for your tap/oink/whatever. Much appreciated.” If they have a picture and look fit it will be “much appreciated and reciprocated.” To be honest, I never have understood why guys clutch their pearls and reach for the smelling salts about them. It’s only the online equivalent of an unsolicited wink across a bar. And some of us are grateful for the attention. Obviously, if one specifies that winks etc will be ignored and someone goes ahead anyway, that’s a different matter. But I can’t ever imagine making such a stipulation myself. I’ve always lived by the motto “never say no to new adventures, otherwise you’ll lead a very dull life.”

27 years with my stud! We are sealed to each other like superglue. I guess it helps that we look at sex play with others as if we are playing sports! He'll comes home from the bathhouse and I'll ask how it went...He always says it was a "good game!"...lol!

Been married/monogamous past 5 years but hubby and I sex life has cooled off - so I recently started BBRT account to chat/swap pics - what can I say, get off on attention I wasn't getting from him. Mostly just chat, have video JO sesh once or twice but never met up... well, until our trip to Hawaii last week. I was cruising on the apps while he napped- I have limited personal info, nice dick pic, so usually get anon profiles to respond. Started chatting with a local guy in the area who says he can host. He says he's vers but feeling "99.9% top" that day. I tell him I'll try and sneak away later in the afternoon if I can come up with an excuse... Before meeting up, I shower and do a quick douche to clean out. I decide to hit up the hotel gym after. Its empty apart from some hot gym daddy on weights. I start getting nice and sweaty - it was humid AF and the air didn't seem to be working. Every once in awhile I catch gym daddy sneaking a peak at my ass - is he checking me out? I keep making glances his way, we finally make eye contact and I get a smirk from him. He def has a wedding ring on but the thought of a married daddy gets me excited. Shortly after, the next time I look over he has his shirt off - and he has a nice ripped, hairy chest - he's sweating, and drops his weight and starts rubbing his crotch. Doesn't take long for me to make my way over to the weight rack next to him - by this point, I'm trembling. I haven't fucked around with anyone aside from my partner in years, but I'm so horny by this point I'm about to burst. I stare at him in the mirror, then get on my knees. Before I know it he has his cock out - sweaty, girthy, and rock hard. I start sucking him off - literally in the middle of this hotel gym. A quick glance around shows no cameras - but I know its only a matter of time before someone comes in. I ask if he has a place to go - his wife is upstairs he tells me. We decide to head to the bathroom and before long he has his tongue up my hole, cleaning up my sweat and prepping me for his dick. I don't use condoms with my husband, so when he presses the head of his cock against my hole, I have a quick moment of panic.... but the inner cum slut in me begs for it all. I suck him some more and get him lubed up, then slowly take his dick. It has been 6 months since having sex for me so it takes awhile before I can adjust to his raw dick inside, have to take a few breaks, before I sit him down on the bench in the shower and am able to take him all inside me. Before long, I'm riding him hard - he lasts maybe 5 min before shooting his load deep inside me. He kisses me long and hard before I slide off him, a few drops of cum drip down on his stomach - which I lick up. He gets dressed and leaves before I do the same....get back to my phone and notice new notification from the guy I'd previously messaged asking when I'm free. Head back to hotel room - husband still asleep so I wake him up to say I will be running to the store (for drinks/snacks) and does he need anything? I quickly rush to guy #1 place where he's already waiting. He asks how long I have - maybe 15-20min? Before I head to the store and get back to the hubs. He pushes me onto the bed and kisses me long and hard, his tongue down my throat driving me wild. I didn't cum with gym daddy (just took his load) so by this point I'm rock hard. Local guy goes down on me, and I start oozing precum. He turns me over and starts eating me out - I wonder if he could taste gym daddy's load in there? We spend a couple more minutes of me sucking his cock, 69 each other, and he keeps rimming me and by this point I know he has tasted the load. I notice he has fresh poppers - after the first hit, I go wild. Begging him for his cock - he opens a condom which I quickly throw aside. I'm monogamous/neg I tell him - and want his load, which drives him wild. He lubes up and slides right into me - he is maybe 6in but girthy, and I can feel his dick mixing in with gym daddy's load. He kisses me long and hard as he fucks me, sweat dripping on both of us (do none of these places have A/C??). He asks how bad I want it, and I'm moaning with pleasure, as he thrusts deeper and deeper into me. Eventually I cum hands free, buckets of cum all over my chest. He takes a break and then without warning, scoops up my load, presses it against my hole, and then start fucking my own cum back inside my hole. I stay rock hard this entire time - I've never had a guy do that before. So now I have gym daddy load and my own inside, he's fucking me in and out and before long he has a long hard thrust into me again. I can feel his cock pulsating as I take his big load - he told me it had been 5 days since he last came, and I can tell its a big one. He stays inside me and we make out deeply again - I can't believe I just cheated but damn this was such a fucking hot experience. As he slides his cock out of me, he reaches for a towel but before he can wipe off his cock I grab him. I get down on my knees and start cleaning off his cock in my mouth - mixture of lube and cum from multiple people. He's moaning again and when I'm done he stands me up and we make out some more - hot, sloppy, cum kiss. Make my way to the store, and by the time I get back to my hotel my hubby is awake. I head to the bathroom and can feel the loads in me about to come out so I turn on the shower to make some noise. I've never tried felching but have always thought it was hot. I decide to sit down over one of those hotel wine glasses and the cum starts flowing out of me. Local guy and gym daddy musta had huge loads, in addition to my own that was fucked inside me. The smell drives me wild and before taking a second guess - I'm drinking down the entire cup - sweet and salty, thick and creamy. As I shower, I get hard again thinking of the cum leaking out my hole and manage to jack off again. Finally cleaned up - I exit the bathroom and get ready for dinner with the hubby... Never cheated before but the inner cum whore in me truly felt more alive in this moment than I have in 5 years of marriage. Might be time to talk about opening the relationship....

So I took my first load the other week. So, for context first, I'm in my late 30s, a short arsed beary stocky bisexual bottom. Most of my fun with guys tended to be in cruise venues - Saunas, bars, that sorta scene. Partly because I love the atmosphere, partly because I love group sex and that's the easiest way to find it and partly because trying the last minute wimping-out rate from arranging hookups, either from me or the other guy, is too high. I'd moved out of London 3 years ago, to a much smaller, much more remote city. To be honest, I was planning to put my cruisy days behind me, date, meet someone, start settling down. I'm a hetroromantic bi - that is, I enjoy sex with dudes and actually prefer it, but I've only ever had deeper feelings for the fairer sex. Aside from maybe the occasional late night post pub round on Grindr, I figured the move might well have been it for my days taking dick full stop if everything went to plan. It was late 2019. Suffice to say, I don't think anyone's next 12 month went according to plan. A few months ago, I decided to move back to London. Partly a career move, but partly the last couple years left me desperate to get out and do shit, and a quiet remote city didn't quite hold the same attraction that it did a few years before. I found a job, a place, moved down, and set a date to go to Vault (a well known cruise bar). A week before, I started taking Prep - taking a load had been a long fantasy of mine, and with Prep I was far more comfortable with the risk / reward ratio. It was packed. I was in the barrel room with benches around the side for anyone who knows the venue. I was kissing a guy, face to face, our hands on each others cocks. I felt another body pressed up against me from behind. I reached back, grabbed a thick 7' odd cock. I started to wank it in. I felt his breath against my ear, he growled. The guy in front of me broke off his kiss, I felt another hand on mine on his cock. Someone else was muscling in, and they dropped to their knees and started to suck him. The guy behind me slapped his cock on my arse a couple of times. Not the most subtle hint I've ever had. Before I knew it, I was bent down on the bench, my arse in the air. I heard some rustling behind me, I wasn't sure if it was lube or a condom, then that long forgotten pressure on my arse. Then he was in. Balls deep in. Thankfully, I'd been working a buttplug in and out of myself earlier in the night to get ready, so taking it wasn't as much of a struggle as it could have been. Soon he settled into a rythem - fast, hard, but steady - I was getting well fucked, but I wouldn't say I was being pounded. I started to push back against him, meeting his strokes. I felt a smack on my arse, he grabbed my hair, pulled it up. And suddenly I felt his body seize up against me, his cock spasming in me. I always figured I'd be able to feel a cock spurting in me, but it turns out that's not the case. And then he was gone, leaving me with a load dripping out, my arse in the air gaping and exposed. I waited there for a good minute partly to catch my breath but also partly kinda hoping someone else would step up and take a turn. Gradually, I realised it wasn't happening, and I needed the loo, so I pulled up my shorts and went. I took a moment in the cubicle to finger my arse, working my fingers in to my sticky cumsplattered hole, and then headed back out looking for a repeat. I sucked a few more cocks that night, but alas, didn't take another. Here's to next time.

I shave on request, usually keep some hair though. Love having my hole stretched and made even sloppier

So, feeling horny on a break from work. Hope on Grindr just hoping that I'll find someone who will use my hole.... *Bam* 23 year old guy, asking if we can meet so he can just dump a load. His Gf was in town, so he had about 40 minutes. Had some of her toys out to use, and wanted company with them.. I was driving before he even sent a last message over. 4 minutes later, I'm over the arm of his sofa while he is using a 6" dildo in my hole. It's amazing. Just then, he slides his cock balls deep into me in one thrust. It hurts perfectly.... just pumping my hole as hard as he can. It's so intense, hammering my prostate, so my cock is dripping cum.... He groans, telling me he's going to cum. Then a second later, he's blowing a HUGE load deep in my hole, biggest I've felt for years. After a few moments, he pulls out my hole, and I quickly pick up one of his gf's butt plugs that he had pulled out. I didn't want to lose a drop. So while I'm writing this, I've got a pink heart shaped plug in my hole, I can still feel so much cum in me. He told me he hadn't cum for 2 weeks before today, so his load was about twice as big as usual (according to him.) Me, I just love the feeling.

As I was born with an ass particularly well suited for receptive breeding, and a mind well suited for training and service for such a purpose, and as it is my firm conviction that all men are entitled to fulfill their sexual need, I am unshakably convinced that my purpose and duty as a sexual being is to provide my body in service to that need. My mission is to perform my duty, on demand, at any time or place required, without discrimination on the basis of age (legal), race, religion, creed, ethnicity, infirmity, HIV status, or any other measure, to ensure that every man is afforded his opportunity to seed a warm cunt. Without this mission, there would be no point in me.

Met a guy on the train. He was sleeping a few seats down and across from me. I’m not sure what he was dreaming about but It had definitely been good cause it had him bulging in his sweats and had me staring. After some time he woke up and readjusted his package while we happen to catch eyecontact. I glanced at his dick and back at him. He grinned back at me. Next stop he got up to get off and waved me to follow him. I contemplated if it’s worth having to wait for the next train but said fuck it let’s see where this goes. I got off at his stop and followed him to the nearest restroom. He asked me what I was trying to get into. Told him I’m open minded but definitely trying to get his tick dick balls deep in me. He laughed out loud and pulled me into the handicap stall. Without hesitation he pulled his dick out and told me to suck it. I got on my oneees grabbed his dick with my left hand and began to stroke and suck it. I felt his dick grow and get harder. Soon it was sliding in and out of my throat. He pulled me up and told me to show him my hole. I got up dropped my jeans and bent over. He pushed his dick against my hole grabbed the back of my neck with his feet hand and my shoulder with his right and shoved his dick all the way in me. I let out a loud moan. His thick 8.5 latino dick stretched my hole around it. He began to pump my hole faster. His raw dick digging my ass out deep and hard. He began to breath heavy and I knew he was gonna bust soon. He moan out he was gonna cum. I pushed back on his dick and pushed him against the wall behind him and worked his dick. Soon enough he began to shoot multiple ropes inside me. Once his dick stopped throbbing he pulled out. Told him thanks for the load and I went back to wait for the next train.

So, I’ve been very slutty for a long time now. Oddly I’ve never had sex with a trucker until now. I went on grindr after a couple hookups with regular Tops. I messaged a profile that I didn’t recognize as any locals. He messaged back with cock pic and said I’m traveling can only host in his truck. I’m always easy, I’ll suck and fuck just about anywhere. He sent a pic of the truck and I drove to him. Felt nervous, but eager. He was a handsome kinda fit middle aged black man. I got in and we climbed to the bed, he already had his cock out so I went sucked it deep for a minute and he pulled away telling me to sit on it. I did as told and took every inch (8-9 inches). He said my ass was so soft and said I must be a whore. I always say Yes sir when I’m taking dick. After a few minutes riding he pushed me off, stood up, and forced me to bend over and slam fucked me as hard as he could until unloading balls deep in my hole. He stayed inside me and laying on my back whispering Slut, Fag, Whore, dirty talk, into my ear. He pulled his pants back on and I left the truck. Now I’m back Home waiting on another guy from Grindr.

Hey all, sorry about the long wait. Though I never stopped reading all of the hot stories and topics on here, some life changes made me stop writing. I think it's about time I start working on it again. Hope you like it! A quick disclaimer before we get to it: though some events might have been based on real life episodes. This story is, nonetheless, a work of FICTION. Part two - Two bears and a chubby cub I had him then. And once I had my dick all the way up his ass, I knew what he was about to say before he even said it. "Fuck me please. I'm all yours" And fuck I did. Steady pace. Slowly and gently, making the cute chubby cub moan in ecstasy. His tight ass was squeezing my hard cock and I could tell he was not used to getting fucked... but he wanted to be and I could help with that. I started going a bit harder. Pulling almost all the way out and slowly sliding it all back up his hole. As I said, at just above 7 inches I wasn't the hung bear on the block, but I was big enough and thick enough to make him rethink his choices, and just as I thought, involuntarily his ass started trying to push out my condomless dick. "OH shit! It hurts." "You want me to stop?" I said as I slowed down, leaving just the thick head of my uncut bear cock inside his swollen hole. "No! I want it... just go slower. And please don't cum inside me." "OK babe", I reassured him again, knowing that my load would end up deep in his guts (and he would be the one asking me for it). I got back to it. Slow pace with a couple of harder strokes every once in a while just to feel that ass tighten around my dick even more. We got a rythm going. As I kep telling him all the right words and sweet nothings to make him relax, my hands were all over him - grabbing his shoulders so I could pull him back on to my cock, on his hips making sure he didn't try to move away from my raw bear dick, caressing the still light fur on his back so he would give in to lust, gently spanking and grabbing his thick ass cheeks... he was a hot cub and I was getting more and more into it. "I love how clean you are down there. I'm glad I could trust you to fuck raw. It feels so much better this way", I told him. "Yeah. Your dick feels so good. I swear I can feel it pulsing. You're the second guy that I ever played bareback with...." his voice trailed off. "Oh fuck... That is hot. Can you feel how hard I am right now?" I asked as I pulled all the way out and shoved it in one slow but unstopped thrust. This time he was ready, his ass was relaxed (and best of all, still amazingly tight) and he took it all in with just a small whimper. I picked up the pace. His moans and groans got louder I could feel him burning with desire and most importantly, this time there was no asking me to pull out or stop. I was starting to truly make his ass mine. He was loving it and I was loving it. The cub was ready for my load when suddenly his hands were on my hips trying to stop me. I slowed down. He spoke softly but with a bit of worry: "There's someone over there watching us". Ah. He finally noticed the guy. This was my chance. "It's a cruising area. There are bound to be other guys. I bet he's just looking for fun like we were. Either way, we don't have to worry." I kept fucking, slower strokes again, my hands just rubbing his shoulders and neck now. I wanted him to fully relax. "He is kind of hot. You can tell he is a hairy fellow, just like me." I told him. "You think it would be ok if we let him get closer and watch us?" It was a gamble but I didn't want to lose the chance... "Yeah... if you say it's ok..." he said sheepishly. I smiled without him even realising and I waved the guy over. He was next to us in a second and I knew why my friend had warned me before; Around 50 years old, nice belly, big hairy arms, chest hair poking out of his unbuttoned shirt, a beard with some grey on it and a nice bulge tenting up his trousers. Just the kind of guy I would happily bottom for raw (ah, the perks of being versatile!). I didn't know his status but from my friend's warning, I was pretty positive about what it was. "Very hot!" The stranger spoke. "Thanks. Glad you're enjoying it" I answered as I gave him a wink and got back to pounding my chubby cub's ass a bit harder than before. "You're enjoying it too, aren't you boy? Tell me how much you love my raw bear dick inside you." The words were chosen carefully. Now this stranger knew: I was fucking bareback. This hot piece of ass was into bears. The cub was clearly mine to use. "I love your raw bear dick inside me!" - he said in a low embarrassed whisper but with no hesitation. I took another chance. "You want to try and suck cock while I fuck you?" I asked. The stranger's eyes lit up and a devilish smile ran across his handsome face but he didn't move. He knows his game, I thought to myself - always let the bottom think it's his choice. "Yeah..." another shy quiet answer. I know he was feeling a bit scared but he was also to into it to say no. I could just picture him in his room jerking off to this exact situation, his cum spraying all over his fuzzy belly and chest as he fantasized about being a bottom for a group of tops - now was his chance to live out this fantasy. I slowed down once more to make sure I was taking it all in: A rustle of metal as a belt was unbuckled. A hard dick bursting out on to the warm night air. A nervous 22yo cub tightening his ass at the sight of another cock being presented to him. A stranger moaning as soft wet lips hungrily took hold of his dick (a bit longer than mine at almost 8 inches but not as thick - even I was lusting hard for it). Imagine the scene: Two horny and perverted hairy bears (with pretty nice dicks I might add) and an inexperienced chubby cub who had completely given in to lust. His eyes tearing up, once again that night, as a dick reaches further and further down his throat. Now with the added sensation of another dick (my dick!) relentlessly forcing it's way inside his tight ass at the same time. A boy of 22, dick so hard and leaking precum as it never had before, being spitroasted bareback by two strangers he had only just met, both of whom fully aware he would be taking their loads up his neg hole... even if he did not know it yet. And then, as we both bottomed out and filled the chubby cub's throat and ass with cock as never before, we looked at each other and grinned. Part 3 (ending) coming!

Who's gonna train this faggot to become a fully controlled slave?

I and my twin brother have fulfilled a lot of peoples fantasies about having sex with identical twins (you'd be surprised just how many people are into that), a lot of people find it weird that we like to fuck together too tho.

I have to be honest about this: while I find brother-brother sex a huge turn on and don’t really have an issue with it, I’m always concerned about parent-child relations (even though I often find stories about it a turn on and once seduced a fuckbud’s father at his request in order to facilitate his desire to have sex with his father). But my fuckbud was 20 or so when we first hooked up. The notion of an adult parent having sex with their minor child is an abuse of their role imho...and I say that as one who’s now quite envious of those who started their gay sex lives as teenagers. By way of example, my godson wanted me to fuck him when he was 14-15. I refused only to have him join me in the shower when he turned 16 (to fuck me). His boyfriend, it turned out, popped Che’s cherry a few weeks after I refused (he’s almost four years older than Che) In the last year or so, my godson and his boyfriend had a threesome, replete with gear, with Che’s younger brother as their present for his 14th birthday.

Jason had been flicking through the second hand rubber pages looking for a bargain. The idea was to subtly get a wardrobe together on the quiet, especially as most of the shops had been closed due to the pandemic. He clicked on one seller, who seemed to have all manner of gear for sale. Having messaged the seller a few times, and realising that he lived a few stops away, he’d decided he’d go and pay him a visit himself. When Jason reached the address he was a bit nervous. He knew the seller had an online profile and had always marvelled at how hot the rubber looked on him. As he was let into the block, he made his way to the seller’s flat. He could smell the horny scent of rubber and leather from in the hallway, and his cock started to twitch. “Hi, you must be Jason” “Yes, you’re, um, PigTop yes?” “Hahaha. Yeah, for now you can call me Steve” As Jason ventured inside Steve’s flat, he was overwhelmed by the scent of the gear. He could see a sling set up in one badly lit room, and thought that Steve was obviously a keen pig. “You said I could try some bits on” “Sure mate, can I get you anything? Fancy a beer?” “Bit early for me, but fuck it – we’re all furloughed so it won’t matter” Steve smiled as he went into the kitchen, leaving Jason to take in the surroundings… “Wow, you really do have a lot of gear” “Yes, I do. I’d been running a series of online auctions to clear some of it. A lot of it belonged to my ex who is no longer with us” “Sorry to hear that. How did he go if I may ask” “Health issues mainly, which weren’t helpful when he picked up this bastard covid” “Oh shit. Sorry to hear that” “Well we’d been a couple up until last year, but he left me this place in his will so I thought I’d let my fantasies take over and enjoy the new freedom” “Gosh, sounds really hot. I’d love to be able to live like this” Steve handed Jason the beer, which he took a swig of. It wasn’t a taste he recognized but found it refreshing nonetheless. “Right. What sort of thing were you after? A full suit yeah?” “Yeah. Thought I’d take the plunge and just need to know how it fits and feels” “Well I have a few. Why don’t you strip off and we can see if anything fits” Jason took no time in undressing. A bit flushed and light-headed, he was soon standing naked surrounded by a room of rubber gear. Mostly black, but with bits of yellow, red and brown detail on each outfit. Like a kid in a sweetshop, he didn’t know where to begin and picked up a yellow rubber full suit. “Hehe. Piss pig, yes?” “Well, um, I don’t know. I like what it represents but never tried piss” “Oh Jason, you should. Nothing hornier than pissing on a guy and marking my territory” Jason just nervously smiled at that remark and begun to slide himself into the outfit. Feeling a bit dizzy as the horniness of the moment and his increasing drunkenness(?) How come he was drunk? Steve helped Jason into the suit and soon Jason was looking like a true piss pig. His hard on was now unmissable. “I can see you’re agreeing with the suit judging by your cock” “Um, yes. It’s very horny. I like it” “You ever been pissed on, boy?” Jason was taken aback, and this sudden change to being addressed to as ‘boy’ was starting to affect his mind. “Um, no. What’s it like?” With that, Steve dropped his tracksuit bottoms to reveal he’d been wearing black rubber leggings beneath him. Jason suddenly felt very horny. “I’ll give you a glimpse boy. Kneel” With that, a horny and confused Jason went to his knees and before he realised, Steve had fished his cock out and was aiming it at Jason’s face and let forth a stream in his direction. Jason felt as hard as ever as Steve pissed over him. This wasn’t how he usually behaved, but for some reason the horniness was overriding everything. As Steve finishing pissing, he bent down to Jason and kissed him. “There you go. Wasn’t so hard to turn you into a piss pig was it?” “Um, yeah. I guess not. That was hotter than I expected” “Thought you’d like it boy. What about checking out some more gear for me?” Jason was a little confused. He’d come here to buy some gear. Not a session. Especially not a session of new experiences. “Um, yeah. That was horny. I liked that” “Thought so, boy. Here let me suggest an outfit you might soon never want to take off” Jason smirked. He’d love to be in that situation. Living in gear seemed a hot prospect. Steve held up a black suit. “What about this one – I’m sure you’ll soon love it” Jason looked at the suit – it was black with a bit of yellow detailing. “Yeah, um, sure” Steve lubed up the suit and knelt down to help Jason into it. “You’ll soon feel part of something in this, boy” Again, Jason was finding all this too good to be true. Steve was a true pervert and a gentleman, and yet even when he’d pissed on Jason, it felt good to let this man take care of him. As he slid his arms into the suit and adjusted himself, Jason was feeling hornier than ever.# “Ah yes boy. That looks fantastic. A true pig. Let me show you how you look” Steve pulled out another mirror so Jason could see the whole of the suit. It was then when he noticed the biohazard symbol on the back. His cock instantly got firmer. “Oh yeah, that looks great boy. You were made for that” “Um, yeah. It’s very horny but I’m not sure wearing this out would be wise. I’m not poz. I don’t know if I should…” “Yeah but look how hard your cock is boy” This was true. Jason had never been harder. Something about wearing an outfit like this turned him on so much. Just as Jason was starting to think and feel dirtier thoughts, Steve removed his t-shirt to reveal a rubber vest. It too, had a biohazard symbol on it. It had the effect on Jason. Making him harder than ever. “Looks like boy has an interest in the biohazard symbol, eh?” Steve took Jason into the playroom so the pair of them could look at each other in better light, if anything. Steve had noticed Jason had finished his drink, which seeing as he’d slipped a pill in it, was good news – Jason, the boy was now his. “Oh my boy. You don’t know how horny you look in that suit. I want to jump you” “Thanks Steve. It’s true, I didn’t think I’d feel this horny” “Oh I can get you hornier, boy” And as he said that, Steve began to stroke Jason and the pair of them began to kiss again. Jason, somewhat amazed at his forwardness started to nuzzle at Steve’s body, nibbling his tits and – after Steve had passed him some poppers – was beginning to lick at and worship Steve’s biohazard symbol on his chest. “Good boy. I think it’s about time you learned what joy this suit can give you” Steve pushed an increasingly cooperative Jason towards the sling. Jason, for his part, pulled himself into the sling and got comfortable. “Ever been fucked, boy?” “A couple of times, but nothing special. Not in a sling anyway” “Well it’s turning into a day of firsts for you isn’t it?” Jason obliged and let himself get strapped in. Had he had his wits about him, he’d have got out of that sling and out of the flat sharpish. He’d been pissed on and was about to be fucked while wearing a biohazard symbol on his back. However the idea of it was turning him on far more than the hope of escape did. As Steve secured Jason into the sling, he stuck more poppers up Jason’s nose. Knowing full well he’d got him exactly where he wanted him. Jason was starting to feel hornier than ever. Bucking his arse and now seemingly hungry for whatever Steve had planned. He then felt the zip being undone at his arse. “yes boy, by pissing on you I’d staked my claim on you. Marked my property. Now I’m going to help you earn that suit properly” Jason was whirling in a state of horniness and wonder. Inside he knew that this wasn’t probably his wisest move, but he was in no state or position to change that now. Steve had started fingering an increasingly hungry Jason’s hole… “Nice and tight. Let’s sort that out” As Steve started to push his cock into Jason, he sensed a hesitation – the mix of trepidation and fear that he noticed in all his pigs. If anything, it was turning Steve on more. “Yes boy, let me in. Accept your reward. A gift, even” Jason was in ecstasy at this juncture. All reasonable thoughts and guards were abandoned now. He was getting rawfucked by a guy aka PigTop, and the pair of them were wearing poz rubber gear. He’d have run if he could, quite honestly. Steve worked his cock into Jason, striking up a rhythm almost. “That’s it boy. Enjoy this. Savour every moment. I think you’ll soon realise what you really came here for” Jason was all over the place. He didn’t want, or expect, this. “Please… No… I don’t want… oh God” “Relax boy. Boss knows what’s good for you. Boss is going to open your eyes and mind to a whole new world of pleasure. Tell me what you want” “I… I don’t want to… argh oh god this feels fantastic” “Hehehe. My poz precum is giving you the hunger you crave. Accept yourself. Accept your destiny” “Oh yeah. Oh God. Fuck. Yes. Fuck meeee” “Good boy. Let Boss recycle you into a dirty toxic rubberpig” “Fuck… yes… tox… Oh god…” “Tell me what you want boy” “I want… this. Steve. Help” “I’m afraid Steve can’t be reached at the moment, but your new boss TopPig is available. Boss knows what you want” “Yes… Boss… It’s true. I feel so good” “Good boy. Boss is going to help you become a true pig, boy. You need to beg your boss though” “Please… boss… don’t argh. God I feel so good.” Steve stopped briefly to administer more poppers to Jason. And felt his forthcoming pigboy’s arse muscles clench hard on his cock “Yes boy. That’s the spirit. Now, tell me what you want” “I want your cum, boss. Please. Feed me your cum” “Good boy, it’s toxic cum. It’s what you need. And soon it will take you over, boy” “yes Boss. Give me… toxic cum” “You’re on the road to becoming a pozpig, boy. I’m off meds and have a good hit rate of knocking up boys like you. Boys who need direction. Boys who need recycling into pozpigs” “Fuck yes Boss. Turn me into your pig, boss” “What sort of pig?” “A pozpig, boss. Give it to me” “As you asked so nicely…” Steve was breathing heavily and turned on, lasting a few moments until his toxic brew flooded Jason’s hole… “FUCK YEAH” “Oh fuck. Thank you Boss. Thank you” “Like that did you? I knew you would. Your cock has been straining against that codpiece. We’re all friends here now. How about I let that free for you?” Steve unsnapped the rubber codpiece and Jason’s cock sprung free and still as hard as ever. “What a tasty cock you have boy, why don’t you let boss help you milk out your last neg load as a reward” Before Jason could protest, Steve was seductively making a show of sucking Jason’s cock. Looking up to Jason in throes of ecstasy. He had done the job he’d planned to do. Just as his eyes met Jason’s, Jason erupted inside Steve’s mouth and Steve gobbled every drop. He then moved up to Jason’s face, and fed Jason’s neg load back to him via a long kiss. Pausing for a while afterwards, Jason was left lying in the sling. Acclimatising to his new predicament. Slightly panicking but also accepting what had occurred. Steve, or Boss, had tricked him good. But Boss had also opened his hole and mind and body to a new life. When Boss returned to the room, he began to unstrap Jason from the sling. Not before slipping a plug into Jason’s used hole to “allow the gift to do its work” As Jason got out of the sling, he knew that he’d turned a corner. The poz reprogramming began in earnest. He knew that he could quite possibly be poz now, and his cocked twitched at the thought. But also he was fearful. He was a mess of contradictions. He’d arrived to buy some gear and had now been pissed on, pozfucked and now plugged with a toxic load incubating inside him. “How do you feel pigboy?” “I’m horny but also nervous and well, wasn’t expecting this” “Haha, it’s understandable. I’ve seen many lads like you before. Mentally adjusting to their new desires and forthcoming predicament. If you want, I’ll knock £50 off the suit if you feel you want it. I must say it’s a horny, perfect fit on you” “Yeah, that’s cool. I think I might go for it. I mean, I’ve never felt so horny but also so wrong” “Only to be expected, boy. If you want, you can take it off and you can have a shower and flush yourself out if you’re nervous and you can get some pills to try and stop the inevitable, but I don’t think you really want that, do you boy?” “Um, no Boss. I… don’t” “Good boy. The suit is yours if you want it. You can leave here now with it and wank off about how horny and toxic you look. Or, I think I could probably tempt you into keeping it on a little longer and we can work more on your poz recruitment. I think you secretly want to become a pozbrother, don’t you boy?” Jason sensed that this could all be over and done with, but his new desires were beginning to overwhelm him. He walked over to his new Boss, knelt down and placed his cock into his mouth. After some sucking he pulled away and saw his Boss smiling. “Good boy. I knew you’d see sense. Let your Boss welcome you into the brotherhood”

I can’t say I enjoy pain. I do like bog cocks fucking me and I do feel pain at first. But I’ve taken as big as 14” cock. After a couple of strokes the pain is gone.

Us. Me -the poz half of PozTales duo- was afraid of being involved in a long-term relationship after I got pozzed. I have always enjoyed sex with regular fuckbuddies and that was all. Till I met the asshole -I say it playfully- who's currently laying down next to me. It was hard to tell ourselves we are a couple, we always called each other "friends with benefits" but trust and care for each other grew stronger and stronger every day. After we discovered our mutual sex fantasies and had a hard long period of silence and mutual anger before we embraced them totally, our bond became even stronger. Always keeping our sexual freedom of course. Me undetectable, him on PrEP, we're two consenting adults, our partners too, we didn't even want to set whatever rule up. And it also happens we enjoy turning ourselves on, by sexting with people here who share our same kinks; extreme talk by messages, is a way to add some spicy components to our real sex life. Jealousy for chats or even real encounters, does not exist. We've got trouble like other relations, it's _not_ a fairy tale. But we do our best to make it work as long as possible.

I don't ask specifically, but if I'm fucking a guy for the 1st time, I always make sure he knows when I am about to cum to give him the option of asking me to pull out. The only exception I ever make is if it is a sex club bottom that is already full of cum. If we have fucked several times and I know he has let me cum in him before then it is no longer necessary. I am absolutely against breeding a bottom that does not want to be bred.

a homeless guy under a bridge exposed himself to me while i was jogging......his uncut cock was just hanging there with drops cumming from his foreskin....he motioned me closer and i will admit i was unable to stop looking at his cock....he turned me around pulling down my jogging shorts....the next thing i feel is his wet cock going in my hole....fucking me till he unloaded....then he just left....i pulled my shorts up and continued my run leaking as i ran....cum running down my legs

Same. Like to keep my small nub locked and focus solely on my pussy. Recently sized down one from the pic.

I've found that it doesn't literally shrink your cock. I don't think anything can really like shorten the length of the skin and internal anatomy of your dick. I've worn chastity devices and been on testosterone blockers for years. Haven't had a spontaneous erection in like a decade from hormones and have regularly gone months without an erection, but when I really try hard, it can return to the size it was before. The actual material of the dick remains, even if unused for long periods. Spiro is a testosterone blocker that will make it virtually impossible to get an erection caged or not. That's probably the best way to functionally kill your dick. That or androcur, but that's not available in the US.

I've been locked since September, and I am sure mine is beginning to shrink. I'm not doing anything special - just same cage. I have seen how some keep changing the cages to smaller ones as time progresses, although I have no experience of this.