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I’m a smooth 22 year old twink. I’d always been a safe sex boy but the weather was exceptionally hot – up to 40 – and I was super horny! There is an old guy who lives in my apartment block who I could see from the apps was in the poz tribe. He always hits me up and even though his pics show he has a massive cock – yeh he keeps sending me dic pics – I wasn’t going to meet him because I didn’t want raw and I don’t want poz. Today in the heat I was horny as anything and NEEDING cock in me. I got a boner watching raw porn and started imaging guys shooting their loads into me. I changed my profile to say – “cumslut – door open – taking all loads – dm for address”. Wow I couldn’t believe what I was typing. I lubed my hole up, unlocked the door, leaving it ajar and went to lie on my bed. My phone was already buzzing. I started replying to messages, giving out the photos people were asking for. Suddenly I heard my door squeak as it opened fully and someone walk along the hall. Who could that be? I hadn’t given out my address. Then the old poz dude walked into my bedroom in just his shorts. I already had a semi from messaging the guys but when I turned and saw who it was my cock sprang to full rock solid hardness. I couldn’t believe it – was I about to be pozzed, did I want it? Instinctively I got down on my knees and started sucking. He handed me a bottle of poppers and I sniffed some deep sniffs. The horniness took over and I started to such his cock balls deep greedily. Then he pushed me away gently and gave me the bottle again. I sniffed more. I kissed him and said “the heat has got me, ride me raw, I’m ready to risk that massive poz snake in me raw”. He said “good boy” and began to slide his massive cock into my pre-lubed hole. I told him I was ready to become the dumb twink I always longed to be. My hole felt completely full in a way I had never experienced before. I begged him to breed me and to make he his. He pounded harder saying “sure will boy, my toxins will go in you, making you mine, converting you totally”. After about 10 mins of hard fucking he growled and said “yes lad, pozzing you now, no escaping the poz cum is in you now”. I shot the biggest load ever at that and hugged him. Then he said “gotta go, done my job here” then put his shorts on and walked out.

Berlin - night one of three. It all started with a Thursday night at the Lab.oratory club, with its entrance just next to the famous Berghain club. Thursday night means naked night. The reviews said that this place is nothing for the faint hearted and everything goes. I think, that’s an accurate description. When I arrived at 8.40 pm, there was already a long line waiting and ready to get in. At 9 pm, they opened the doors and the party could begin. You are given a big rubbish bag for your clothes and a wristband with a number, you undress completely, except for your shoes, you leave the bag which will be given your wristband number at the cloakroom. Most early arrivals had a drink at the bar or just walked around checking out the location. With everyone being naked and horny, it didn’t take long for the action to start. It filled up quickly with loads of guys. As I slowly made my way through the different corners and aisles of the industrial style club, equipped with several benches, slings, and so on, I encountered several hot guys. It wasn’t unusual that some would stop when passing each other, just to touch each others hard cocks or butt. There were lots of guys, and they all came in different age, size, body type and colour. It felt good that everyone seemed to be accepted the way he was, and there was certainly someone for every taste. I came across a gloryhole wall, which was a pleasant start of getting my cock sucked for a bit. Further down, a guy’s bubble ass looked out of a wall, with nothing else of him visible. I just couldn’t resist and rammed my cock into that hole. After this warm up, I walked back towards the bar and on my way I discovered several leather covered benches, where some guys were already bending down on them, obviously begging to be fucked. Since I already topped earlier, it was time for me to bottom now. I bent over a bench, just next to another guy, prepared myself with some lube, which I stored in my socks and waited patiently. It didn’t take long until a hot athletic guy with a long uncut cock came along. He put his hard cock in front of my face. No words needed, I knew what he wanted, so I sucked him with pleasure. I am no expert in deepthroating, but I did my best and let this delicious cock choke my throat. After several minutes, he moved behind me, got me down on the bench and pushed his raw cock into my tight hole. I had to scream, I was overwhelmed by the mixed sensation of pain and pleasure. I couldn’t stop moaning, because I needed this so much. At first, I thought that I couldn’t take it, but then I started to relax and enjoy it. He fucked me deep and fast and his pulsating cock indicated that he loved it as much as I did. After a few minutes, he shot his warm load deep inside me and it must have been a huge load, because shortly after, it was dripping out of me. Time for a break - so I thought. But then I realised that another guy was positioning himself behind me. I spread my cheeks with my hands to indicate that I was ready. Shortly after, I felt another cock inside me. It followed a third, a fourth and a fifth. I was filled with pleasure - and cum. Lots of it. Matched by the dark environment and beats played in the club, the smell of horny sweat and poppers. I decided to walk around a bit and came across a very narrow aisle inside a stone wall. It was quite dark in there and difficult to get past the guys standing inside. Once I got through, I discovered a hot guy on his knees, waiting to be served. I didn’t hesitate and offered him my hard cock. He sucked it like a pro, and I really enjoyed it. Then another guy turned up behind him and indicated that he wanted to fuck him. He got up from his knees, still sucking me and the other guy pushed his cock into his hole. The bottom guy decided that he wanted a change and turned around, switching position. I fucked him and he sucked the other guy. Since I haven’t cum yet this evening I could now suddenly feel the build up in my balls and I knew I couldn’t last much longer. The other guy left and I grabbed the head of the bottom guy and started fucking his throat quite aggressively, which he seemed to enjoy based on his moans. Reaching my point of no return, I made sure I shot my load as deep as possible down his throat, which he obviously loved as much as I did. The night continued with more fucking after a short break. The sinks next to the toilets became cock washing facilities, with several guys at any given time standing there and cleaning themselves up. Their eyes still glowing from the most recent pleasures. A hot blond guy asked me to fuck him, back at the benches. I happily complied. At the other end of the bench, there was a young guy on his back, waiting to be fucked. As I rammed my cock into him, blond guy walked behind me and started fucking me, while I was still fucking the young guy. I felt like heaven and wished it would never stop. As blond guy came inside me, I couldn’t hold it back anymore and left my load into the young guy in front of me. After 4 hours, I left the club, exhausted and happily filled with cum and emptied balls. It was only then when I realised how busy I was, because I didn’t sit down for a single minute to have a drink.

PART II Adam walked into the house behind Matt and entered a slightly messy living room with two guys sitting on chairs playing a video game. They both looked up and laughed. “Fuck Matty, another fag? Is there ever a day when you’re NOT picking up some hot piece of ass on the beach?” All three of them laughed and Adam blushed. The guy thought he was hot. “I can’t help it, Ben, they just can’t resist my good looks and big fat cock. You know how fags are.” Ben laughed and the other guy chimed in “well, we’re both off work today, do we get to use this one, too? Or is his cunt reserved?” Matty looked at Adam and said “you’re gonna service my buddies. I’ll get you even more fucked up.\” Adam just stood there in the middle of the living room, completely naked. He felt like his cock SHOULD be hard, but it just wasn’t cooperating. He couldn’t stop himself from touching it, though, and also from idly playing with his nipples. “Yeah. Sure. I’d love to. I’ve never been this horny before.” Ben laughed and said “oh we’ve already gotten the little bitch high, have we? Sounds like you have a whole day of fun planned. Now I’m REALLY happy Josh and I are both off today.” Adam couldn’t believe all of this was happening to him. He was insanely attracted to all three of them. Josh and Ben were both in their early 20s like Matt, Ben was tall and lean, with a dark mop of curly hair, but didn’t have much hair on his body. Josh was shorter, like Adam, and bore a strong resemblance to Matt, sharing the blonde hair all over his body. Adam hesitated before asking “are you guys related?” Josh stood up and walked over to Matt. He put his arm around Matt’s waist and leaned up to kiss him. “We sure are. One gay brother, one bi brother. We’ve been messing around since we were kids. Matt got the height and a nice cock, I’m short as fuck, but I have a huge ass and an even bigger cock. You wanna see?” Josh stuck his hand down his shorts, played with his cock and gave Adam a wicked grin. “Um. FUCK yeah. I DO! I really want you all to fuck me.” Adam stopped himself, not believing that he had actually said the words out loud. He blushed again. All three of the other guys laughed and Ben went over to close the curtains. Didn’t need to put on a show for the whole neighborhood. Josh pulled his shorts down and walked over to Adam revealing a sexy yellow jockstrap that was heavily filled out with cock. “Come on, dude. Let’s get this fucking show on the road.” Ben paused the video game and turned the TV to some bareback porn. Josh sat back down in the chair, pulling Adam behind him. “You want my cock, fag? Come on. Let’s give it to you.” And with that, Josh pulled the pouch of his jockstrap aside and his huge cock fell out. It looked even bigger because the man it was attached to was only 5’6” tall. Adam’s eyes, pupils already dilated from the T, got even bigger and he immediately fell to his knees. “Can I suck your dick? Please?” Josh laughed and looked up at Matt. “Bro, where did you find this one? He’s cute as fuck and hungry!” Matt laughed, pulling his pipe and some other items out of the zippered pouch he brought in from the van. “I know right? They’re always staring at me when I change out of my wet suit at the beach. Sometimes you just gotta fuck em?” We can play video games anytime. How often can we gang bang a hot little piece of ass?” Josh looked down at Adam and slapped the boy lightly across the face. “What the fuck are you waiting for, fag? Suck my fucking cock.” Adam grinned and immediately impaled his mouth of Josh’s huge uncut cock. Adam was glad he’d had practice from Matt’s cock so his mouth was opened up, the drugs were also helping, but Adam just wanted cock. His entire brain was focused on it. Ben stood up, shucking his clothes and walked over to where Adam was sucking his boyfriend’s cock, slowing stroking his dick. Adam sucked Josh’s cock for a couple minutes completely lost in pleasuring the cock that was giving him so much deep pleasure. Eventually Ben grabbed Adam’s head, pulling him off Josh’s cock with a little moan from Adam and shoved his own 9” fat, cut cock all the way down Adam’s throat. He let the fag get used to his cock, and then started fucking his face hard with little mercy. Josh was making out with Ben, playing with his tits while Matt was busy prepping points for all four of them. He planned on using Adam for a couple of days. “Lighten up, Ben, we’ve got all day and I plan on getting us all FUCKED UP.” Ben laughed and pulled Adam off his cock, telling him “don’t worry fag, you’ll get more of that later. But first, let’s blast off.” He grabbed two of the points from Matt and pulled Adam over to the sofa. He quickly tied Adam’s arm off and told him to hold still. “You don’t want to move or you’ll hurt yourself.” He found a vein quickly and dispatched the liquid into Adam’s arm, pulled off the tourniquet quickly and watching Adam’s head explode. Adam began to cough and started grabbing at his tits and cock (which had shriveled and grown smaller) while he watched the other guys slam their T. Ben quickly did himself, while Matt did himself and then Josh. All three of them started to cough and Ben quickly grabbed Adam’s head, pulling him in to a deep kiss. “Get the fuck down the hall on our bed, faggot. Last door on the right.” He slapped Adam’s cheek hard and then his ass, sending the boy scurrying down the hallway, with all three boys following closely. When they got to the end of the hall, Adam was on the bed, with his ass high in the air, plug still in place. “Please, somebody fuck me! I need cock in my hole!” Matt shoved Josh onto the bed and fell on top of him, making out as they’d been doing for 10 years. Ben grabbed the buttplug out of Adam’s ass and quickly pulled it out, eliciting a moan from the fag. His hole was nicely open, gaping slightly. Ben stuck two of his fingers inside, again making him moan loudly and start begging for Ben’s cock. “You are one hungry little bitch, aren’t you?” All four of them laughed and Adam said “you have no idea. I’ve never been this hungry before. I wonder how many loads I can take? Should we find out?” The guys all laughed again and Ben slid his dick all the way into Adam’s hole with one shove, making the fag moan deeply for a long time. Matt rolled his brother onto his back and Josh grabbed his knees and rolled onto his back, pulling his ass cheeks apart. “Come on, big brother. Give me that fat fucking cock. You know how much I love it.” Matt laughed again, spit in his palm and quickly slid his dick into his brother’s hole. Once he bottomed out, he could tell that it was already loaded up. Matt smirked at Josh and said “Damn, you fucking filthy whore. Who’s load is that, baby brother?” Josh smiled while his eyes rolled into the back of his head and he moaned as his brother hit his prostate. “There’s three. One of them is Ben’s and the others are two randos we met on Grindr earlier. I was horny and feeling slutty,” he said. Matt smiled and said “so it was a day that ended in Y. You’re always a horny little slut.” Josh laughed and moaned loudly again as Matt’s fat cock pummeled his hole. He loved his boyfriend, but secretly he loved his brother’s cock even more. Josh leaned over and started making out with Adam, both short furry pigs getting their cunts nailed, while Matt and Ben started kissing each other while pounding the two fag bottoms. It was going to be a long afternoon.

I work from home. Yesterday morning, as usual, I was on the apps just browsing while in meetings and such. I saw a headless torso not far from me at all and I sent a basic intro, something like "looking good" or whatever. The guy returned the sentiment and within thirty minutes he was at my apartment. He was tall and in great shape, somewhere in his early thirties. He claimed he was 100% bottom, which was fine by me - I wanted to fuck his amazing-looking ass. He had the sexiest beard too and was overall very cute. He got to work very quickly getting naked while I only took my pants and underwear off. He sucked me off for a few minutes before I finally told him I wanted his ass. I bent him over my couch and ate him out to get him nice and wet, then I slapped some lube on my dick, on his ass, and then started pushing in. He said my dick was a lot bigger and thicker than it looked in the pictures (who knows if that's true? I took it as a compliment anyways) and he did seem to enjoy it. I fucked him good and hard, smashing his face into the couch cushions with each thrust until I was ready to cum. I pulled out and flipped him around and blasted my load all over his face. Five seconds later he came all over his own chest. He hopped in my shower and we made tentative plans to meet up soon and then he was on his way. About an hour later though, a guy I had been talking to on an app for a few months responded to my "Good morning!" message from earlier in the day. We had a little bit of small talk and then he tapped one of my pictures I'd previously sent, one of me bent over with my ass aimed right at the camera. We joked about me being so clumsy that I kept dropping things and having to bend over when he started to escalate the tension. Now, I have sucked this guy off once, and that's it. We've had risqué conversations before, but nothing ever transpired and I wasn't holding my breath for this either, but then he starting saying just how awful it would be if someone would happen to fall on me and their dick slide right into my ass. That kind of thing. More banter, more innuendo, and the next thing I know he's on his way to stop by my place before going off to work. He came into my apartment, I sucked him right where I'd eaten the ass of the guy earlier that morning and then I asked him to fuck me. I assumed the same position my bottom had earlier, bent over my couch, and this guy shoved his dick inside of me raw, with just spit for lube. He'd told me he was so horny he'd probably cum quick, which worked fine for me! I told him I like quick and easy. He can be quick, and I'll be easy. He fucked me furiously for about five minutes and then he shot his load deep in my ass. We cleaned up and he was on his way. All in all, he was at my place for less than ten minutes, but now he knows where I live and I'm only a few minutes away from his work. He said he'd be making using of me again and again from now on.

I just received the first dose of the JYNNEOS monkeypox vaccine 🥰

First: Just because *you* don't believe in "bi, str8 curious etc." doesn't mean those things don't exist. Sexual orientation is a spectrum, not a black or white issue. Just because *you* can't imagine yourself being attracted to women as well as men doesn't mean there aren't plenty of men out there who are (and women who are attracted to both, as well). It's true that in some societies, it's more acceptable to be bisexual (especially if you mostly are interested in the opposite sex) and thus some actually gay men will claim to be bisexual and publicly date women (although not actually have sex with them). That was a common thing in the 70's and 80's here in the U.S., when "experimenting" young men would declare themselves to be "bi" before later admitting they were gay and had no interest in women. BUT - not all people who say they're bisexual are, in fact, gay or straight. More importantly, it's not your place to decide that they are - as you correctly note, it's none of your business. As for "bromance": Here in the U.S., as I understand the term, it's used to describe a relationship between two men that has a "love" component without a "sexual" component. Two guys who are mostly inseparable but who aren't having sex (whether they identify as straight, gay, bisexual, or whatever) are said to be in a "bromance" - a kind of love that is like a brotherhood (hence the "bro" part) where the guys have emotional attachment (the "romance" part). Whether that's what your gossipy friends at work were talking about or not, I can't say. On a side note: based on your description, it sounds like everyone in your workplace is spending an inordinate amount of time worrying about who is sleeping with whom and what gender each person there is attracted to. Or is it just that *you* spend a lot of time thinking about this, so you ask a lot of people about it, and then it seems to be all they talk about? You might consider whether you're just adding fuel to this fire of gossip.

Well I finally moved back to Fort Lauderdale Florida. I missed it so much. I cant wait to got to Club FTL and Ramrod. I l know I will have way more opportunities and options for getting filled up. Living in a small town in Texas was pretty bad…but that’s over now 😈😈😈.

Not that this can be done on a practical or multiple basis, but we are learning it is possible to erradicate HIV from infected people. "The latest patient, the fourth to be cured in this way, is known as the "City of Hope" patient after the U.S. facility in Duarte, California, where he was treated, because he does not want to be identified. As well as being the oldest, the patient has also had HIV the longest, having been diagnosed in 1988 with what he described as a "death sentence" that killed many of his friends. He has been on antiretroviral therapy (ART) to control his condition for more than 30 years." [think before following links] https://www.ctvnews.ca/health/fourth-and-oldest-patient-yet-cured-of-hiv-according-to-researchers-1.6004148?utm_source=ground.news&utm_medium=referral

I'd like to tell you a little story. It's about something we've all heard of and many fear. It's about HIV. It is about what happened when I was infected with the virus. Oh, perhaps that was a little to abrupt for you... that blunt, prompt disclosure of my status. You know, some people expect ‘kid gloves’ when it comes to this whole topic. If you are one of them, this story is definitely NOT for you. It would be best if you just moved on to something else right now. If, on the other hand, the first paragraph makes your dick hard, then you will really enjoy this story. Still with me? If so, don't let it be said that I didn't warn you.... My lover and I met about a year after I divorced my wife. It's funny how my lover and I met - it was through an on-line advertisement in which he said he was "selling his wares." I wasn't looking for the full meal deal. Although I'd just been promoted to a new position and wanted to treat myself, I wasn't into paying for sex. I just wanted a massage. Now I bet you're saying to yourself, "He married a call boy?" Well, we didn't start off that way... engaged, I mean. That came much later (no pun intended). At the outset, I merely wanted to see him regularly as a person, not as a client. He eventually agreed once we'd established that I knew he was free to continue working, and I had no expectations other than to show him a good time rather than the other way around. The early days were interesting to say the least. The boy was constantly on the go. Seeing people he knew as clients, as friends, as fuck buddies, etc. A very busy boy indeed. I was no prude by any means either. Even so, it wasn't too long into our relationship before we began having unsafe sex. Now don't jump to conclusions about the plot. Be patient. Newly out of the closet, I had never had unsafe sex. Sure lots of "straight" married men cruise the parks and bookstores and get off on the sleaziness of cumming into any hole that presents itself. I did get off on sleaziness, but I was never unsafe. Not even after I was divorced and began my life as a single gay man... until one particular night, that is. The night came along when I had this sexy boy in my arms, and he just sat on my hard, bare dick. We had been seeing each other for a while, and our feelings for each other were already growing very strong. I just let it happen, and...well...if you're reading this, perhaps you can remember the first time you came in a man’s ass. If you can't, let me remind you how mind-blowingly incredible it is when it first happens... especially if you had never done it without a condom before. I would never again use a condom with him or anyone else. We both basked in the afterglow, and I could tell by the look on his face that this boy was happiest when there was cum swimming inside him. I still am not sure how often he'd been fucked unsafely since he'd broken up with his previous lover nine months prior, but I can say truly that he loved having MY cum flooding his guts! Perhaps I was already in love, because it seems odd to me that I accepted my enjoyment of unsafe sex with him so quickly, notwithstanding I had been previously so careful. Notwithstanding he was still very promiscuous and I was hardly monogamous with him myself. It was a week or so later that I contracted genital herpes. Knowing was wrong I went to see my doctor. He gave me the diagnosis, and interestingly enough, my thought was not that I might have gotten herpes from the boy, but that I might give it to him. Well sure, I considered briefly that it might have come from him, but herpes is easily transmitted orally or anally. I started taking the medication, and I told the boy the whole story. He handled it very well. I guess he had understood the risks, after all, he was working as an escort. He was checked out by his doctor, and received a clean bill of health. Both our doctors suggested that we take HIV tests, so we did. We shared a couple of wonderful hours in intimate conversation about what would happen if either one of our tests came back positive. He seemed concerned about his results, but not afraid. He knew how promiscuous he'd been. He knew that increased the odds. I was having night sweats at the time, so I was downright nervous... and lonely. His fearlessness bolstered me, and I was grateful to have him there to talk with. I knew we were falling in love as we talked so honestly and directly about what most people would consider the hardest things to share. Confronting death and disease is not exactly a topic usually tackled in that early infatuation stage of a relationship, but we were sensitive to each other and shared our feelings with ease. The next weekend we were due to go to Palm Springs together for the weekend. As it happened, I got my results the day that we left. His were not due until we got back. I tested negative. I got out of the doctor's office and cried. To this day, I'm not sure why. Mostly relief I guess, but things change. Today, I feel much differently, but that is due mostly to the Love of my life and what we share. Oops, I'm getting ahead of myself. Sorry. Anyway, by the time we landed in Palm Springs, two things had transpired. First, I was almost completely over the herpes. I had been taking the medication, and things had cleared up. I didn’t think there was much possibility of infecting him at that point. That was good, (and possibly irrelevant) because second, I was frantically horny to fuck the boy and cum up his ass. Turned out we couldn’t even wait to fuck in our room! When we got to the bed and breakfast where we were staying, (it was one of those ‘clothing optional’ facilities) we went skinny-dipping immediately after dropping off our luggage. As this sexy boy floated in my arms, I had one thing particularly in mind, and we did it right there in the pool. DAMN, that was hot. I'll never forget it. We enjoyed a wonderful weekend together full of laughter, love and really REALLY hot sex! The next week after we had returned home that we began to talk about the things we found the most erotic about the time we had shared in Palm Springs. For both of us, that first time in the pool was one of the highlights. He was starting to tell me about how much he liked that for two reasons. The first was that other couple that was in the hot tub across the pool watching me fuck him in the water. Oh, did I forget to mention that part? Please forgive me. Details. The other part we both found so erotic became something that would change our lives forever. For him, it was that there was no guarantee that I wasn't giving him herpes. For me, it was that for all I knew he could be HIV positive (his results weren't in yet, remember?) and that I could be infected by fucking him. How did we just start talking about the possibility being infected by the other and that it was a turn-on for both of us to fantasize about? I can only blame it on destiny. We were fated to share those fantasies and more. He was reluctant to just come out and say it, but I had guessed. I also had some of the same fantasies about him, so I took the risk of just putting it out on the table to discuss. We were both blown away by how special it was to tell each other about it, and I hung up the phone and cabbed it over there to fuck him and eat the cum from his ass. As a consequence of talking about our fantasies related to infections, cupidity had consumed us, and we simply had to be together in love and lust for one another. That night we made a pact. If one of us ever tested HIV positive, he would pump his cum into the other and knowingly, lovingly share the virus with him. We both knew if one of us became infected, the other would crave to share it. We promised not to deny each other that privilege. I would dream of doing just that for many nights after... of fucking him and infecting him... knowing that he craved it, wanting and needing me to give it to him. As time went by, we acknowledged that we were deeply in love. Ours has always been a special relationship that allows sexual freedom and trust for our love of each other, but we always came together to share our adventures with one another. Our lives became entwined, but we each held a valuable individuality that most partners lack. We eventually moved in together when I bought a condo. Life was especially carefree then, not that things aren't wonderful today as well. We continued to make glorious love to each other, and we had separate adventures too. Not as many as in the early days (his escort work had dwindled significantly by this time), but we still enjoyed that freedom occasionally when he or I traveled alone. It was surely on one of those independent sexual adventures that I was infected with HIV. I always tested rather frequently (every 3-4 months) not because I was particularly worried about being infected. My heart's love had taken that fear from me. I just wanted to be sure to know ASAP if I did get infected, so I could consult the doctor for early infection maintenance treatment... and also so I could tell the love of my life as soon as I knew. One early morning just before dawn, I woke up in night sweats and was tested that same day. I was diagnosed HIV positive. I had sero-converted. It was a struggle to hide my smile when the counselor was giving me the results and the accompanying spiel. I was not sad or angry. Mostly I was just excited. My sexy boy tested the same day as I. I encouraged him not to, for fear of a disappointing result, but he was adamant in making sure that he was still negative. Due to our pact, and the fantasies we had only dreamt about, he just wanted to be sure. He wasn't disappointed. He tested negative. And I was newly positive. If I came in my lover's ass even one more time, I could infect him with the virus as well. He knew it, and he was craving it just as he knew he would. I couldn't wait to keep the promise I'd made. It was a Thursday afternoon when I learned I was infected. I can hardly express in words how much I wanted to be home with him. I had called him from the car on the way back to the office after I got my results. We both cried with love for each other. I will never forget it. I knew he eagerly awaited me to begin our lovemaking that night, and the thought of it had me the horniest I've ever been in my life! I was rock hard with an erection that could have cut glass! I ached to cum, but I knew I had to save it. I could not believe how lustful I felt knowing that I was carrying the virus and would soon pass it to my lover. Knowing that he wanted it gave me such an erotic high, I could barely function for the rest of the day. I couldn't wait to get home to give him this gift I was now carrying within me. I was leaking pre-cum all afternoon, and I took every opportunity to taste it with the knowledge that the virus was present in that salty, slippery fluid. With each taste, I knew my love would relish it on his tongue and lubing his tight hole. When I arrived home that night, I was greeted with passionate kisses, the tightest of hugs and a beautiful candlelit dinner. We were truly preparing to celebrate our love and an all-encompassing sharing, with all the potential results. The gift I had to share with him was motivating us both that night in the most powerful, magnetic way. I just can't express it adequately with words. We dined and talked, and we prolonged the anticipation of culminating our infection fantasies with an intimate conversation about how our lives had changed forever in one day. Even so, we were so high with lust that the conversation became intensely erotic as we discussed what we were about to do one last time. "I want your ass cleaned out, so nothing will prevent my cum from soaking into you all night long." ?"My hole has been twitching since you called this afternoon. I am aching for you to fill it with your infected cum." "I can't wait to infect you. I've been thinking of nothing else ever since I found out I have the virus inside me. I want to share it with you and make you HIV positive as well." "You are my poz-lover. I will take your infected cum inside me for the rest of our days, and can't want it anymore than I do right this moment. I crave to be infected the same as you. Please infect me with your disease." I had taken the next day off, and he, of course, had not scheduled any clients. We undressed each other with all the restraint we could muster, and we spent the next 80 hrs or so in bed, in the living room, kitchen, bathroom, garage... just about everywhere... and we were making love the entire time. I fucked him mostly, as many as four times in one day. In between, he fucked me or sucked me dry, or I ate the cum dripping from his ass (despite his best efforts to hold it in all day), or I sucked him off. Although he didn't get his first HIV positive test results for three more months, I know I infected him that night. I knew I was doing so with every drop of my cum that he took. That weekend was over 6 years ago, and we make love even to this day with the special knowledge of how we shared this disease, making each sexual experience especially more erotic. We have occasionally invited other HIV infected guys over for unsafe play, trading cum with each of them and relishing every drop. Do you believe in cross-strain HIV infection? We both do, and it gave us special erotic pleasure to imagine that the infected loads we took from other poz guys enabled us to re-infect each other several times over. I have not yet had any outward AIDS related complications. My love was hospitalized once when he came down with pneumonia, but he has been quite healthy ever since. I doubt he'll ever quit smoking for good though. Ah well, considering what we've shared, I'd feel silly denying him a small vice like that if it gives him pleasure. So we go on together through life, more in love than ever, treasuring each day together and each night, sharing what we have with each other... and with others as well. But those are separate stories for another time. To give you the splendid details of that first entire weekend when I infected my lover would take forever. There were too many wonderful feelings shared that I would do it injustice to attempt to relate it in its entirety, but I can’t leave you without describing the first time I fucked my lover's ass after I knew for sure I was infected. Here is what happened. He took my hand and led me from the dining room to our bedroom. There was some soft new age music on the CD player, and the glow from the dozen or so tapers he had lit were casting a warm, sultry light that made his eyes dark and inviting. We had both been in a state of unbridled arousal all afternoon, and the anticipation I had reveled in was too much for me to bear for even a moment longer. Still, we undressed each other slowly. I could have been imagining it, but I believe as my lover boy looked over my naked body, glistening with sweat, flushed with excitement, he looked on me with a lust I had never quite seen before. He knew what I had for him, and he wanted it more than anything he had ever wanted in the years we had known each other. He had a look of hunger. He looked ravenous. I could almost suspect he would have eaten me alive if I hadn't known exactly what he really wanted. He knew I contained something within my body that he craved as well, and I was going to give it him. If he could have acquired it by physically ingesting my flesh, he probably would have, but there was a better way and we were about to get down to it. As my gaze wandered over his smooth body, admiring his slim boyish build, his rippled abs, and that tight, round butt of his, (DAMN, I love his ass), I looked on him in a way I had generally seen him: as a healthy young man. He was clean, healthy, disease-free, HIV negative. I knew I had the power, the obligation and the privilege to change that. After that night, he would never be completely healthy again. I was going to take that from him, and yet that power gave me a rush such as I had never known. Of course, he was willingly giving his body to me knowing full well what would happen. He knew I could infect him, and he wanted it. He wanted to share it all with me. Our heads were swimming with these thoughts, as we took one last moment to look on each other's bodies. They brought on the elevation of an erotic ecstasy neither of us had ever really known, as we perceived each other as different (one HIV positive, the other negative) for the last time. After tonight though, what I had, he would have. We lay together kissing, our erections leaking pre-cum all over each other. Our breathing was ragged, and the heat we felt radiating from each other's bodies could have been fever, but it was a lust that, combined with our love, created a power of attraction that was unearthly and overwhelming. My Love pivoted beneath me on the bed, so we were in a 69 position. As he lapped at my hard dick with his tongue, he got the first taste of my HIV positive pre-cum. He moaned lustily, and with each drop he tasted, his hard dick pulsed so I thought he might cum without touching himself. Somehow, he held off. Somehow, I did too. His pre-cum was dripping onto my chest, mingling with the sweat caught in my chest hair, as I buried my face between his butt cheeks. He was quite smooth there, since he shaved regularly. Again he moaned as my neatly trimmed goatee brushed his crack and my tongue swirled around, in, and out of his puckering hole. Considering the innumerable clients he's entertained, the fuck buddies he's done, and the regular poundings I'd given his ass over the years, his is still the hottest hole I've ever fucked. He has never gotten ‘loose’ the way some guys joke. After a bit, but before I came, we rested for a bit, his asslips tightly milked my softening dick as I pulled out. For round two, after I ate his hole and I had prepped him with my spit, he straddled my crotch in a sitting position as I lay down on my back. One of his special talents is the way he teases my hard cock with the crack of his ass, just barely catching the tip of my dick with the outer ring of his hole, sliding my spit-lubed cock up and down his spit-lubed ass. I could not stand it any longer, so I reached down and steadied his hips while I nestled the tip of my now stiff, drooling cock at the entrance of his hot ass with my other hand. Looking up at the blissful look in his eyes, I sat up and leaned forward, intending to kiss him, but instead, before I knew what was happening, he was beneath me, his legs around my torso, the head of my dick still poised to enter him. Kissing him long and passionately, I whispered in his ear, "Are you ready? Last chance." He merely replied, "I love you. I'll never be happy again if you don't share with me the virus that infects your body. Please give it to me." With that, I pushed forward, and the entire length of my hard and dripping cock sunk into him as I counted to five in my head. There was no resistance, and we both looked down between our bodies to watch the space between us slip away. In that moment, we were one again. I fucked him slowly first, tenderly. I had to or I would have cum too quickly. I had to make it last to do this properly. As much as I was enjoying this lovemaking more than any I ever had, I still had a job to do. As I got myself under control after first entering him, I picked up the pace. In about ten minutes, I was literally slamming into his body. He accepted each thrust like a trooper, grunting, even crying out in earnest on occasion. I knew it was becoming painful for him, and that turned me on I have to admit. It was necessary to abuse his hole to complete my task, and the goal itself added more to my ecstasy than I'd have thought possible. I was in the rhythm where I pull out slowly, pause, and ram it in deeply in as single, invasive thrust. I sat up somewhat, and watched my cock drive into him again... and again. It was when I saw a pinkish tint in the glistening wetness that I knew it was time to give him my dirty seed. The friction of our lovemaking had now caused him to bleed a tiny bit. The abrasion of my thrusting had created the opening that would give the virus within me a way to enter unhindered into his blood stream. It was time to take the final step. I looked up, and he knew from my smile what I had seen and what it meant. I could feel our hearts thrill together in anticipation of the final act that would bond us forever. I leaned over and kissed him as our love soared and carried us away. I fucked him in a moderate steady rhythm as I released the tight control that had held me from orgasm. It felt as though it had been a hundred years at least since I had learned of my test results that afternoon, and now the wait was over as my orgasm built within me. I wish I could tell you how it felt, that orgasm. I can only describe it in the sense that the physical and emotional sensations transcended anything I have ever felt before or since. The room, the bed, our entire lives before that moment all melted away in a wash of candlelight and sweeping music as I drove my orgasm into my lover, my HIV infected cum flooding his insides. I had only to grab hold of his swollen cock and hold it tightly to see his own cum fly up to land on my face and chest. The first long spurts caught me across the bridge of my nose and just below my right eye. His cum dripped down onto my tongue as I panted, my dirty seed emptying into my lover boy's hot ass. I had done it. As he willingly gave his life to me, I had infected him with the deadly HIV virus that pumped with my blood through my veins. Now his blood and his cum would carry it too. We collapsed together, my cock still buried within him, crying with joy and relief and love. I don't know how long we lay there together, but gradually we returned to our bodies. It was the happiest most fulfilling time of our lives. Eventually though, another hunger took over and we decided to return to the dining room for dessert. He reached over to hand me the butt plug, and I carefully pulled out of him and inserted it, making sure not a drop of my cum was wasted. We lovingly fed each other chocolates and fresh berries and whipped cream, smiling and glowing with the knowledge that as the minutes passed, my cum was doing its work within him. I would fuck him again that night and several more times over the course of that weekend. I waited for him to take care of his morning bowel movement before resuming the next morning, since I didn't want anything getting between my infected cum and his body. Neither of us have ever had even the most fleeting sense of regret over our decision to share my infection. It was and will always be the most erotic experience of our lives. I still get hard and usually jack off if I find myself thinking of that time when I'm alone. Here's hoping you did the same thing as you read my account of it.

I truly believe in bromance...straight guys, gay guys, or any guy in between...it's male bonding and it's powerful. Only homophobia from insecure straight men and our religous dogma society can dampen it...but I believe it's nature at it's perfection!

Get on PREP Learn to clean out (lots of articles on BZ and elsewhere) Practice with dildos (try different lubes to see what you like best) Get some good pics (and keep them up to date) for ads or just to share when chatting online (consider getting a "throw away" email address) Get tested for STIs every 3-4 months (when you get an STI, try to contact your past partners to tell them, it's the right thing to do; if they get pissy, then to hell with them; we're all adults and know what we're doing when we fuck raw)

“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.

Part IV Brent kissed me gently and stood me up, my knees wobbly from nervousness and excitement. He guided me towards the stairs and stopped at the bottom step as his cummy dick pressed against my sloppy hole and he wrapped his arms around me, whispering “You know, you and your boy are both very lucky to have each other.” With that he turned me around to face him and kissed me again, adding “with some couples, one is clearly more interested in joining our Club than the other one, and that can ruin a relationship.” I nodded as he continued saying “this should bring you and your boy closer than ever as you go through this experience together, and it will be my pleasure to be part of that process.” His cock was getting hard again as he turned me around and gestured upstairs. As rough as Brent had been with me, I figured he would be practically raping my boy by now, but I was surprised to hear no sounds at all as we approached the bedroom door. Brent stepped to my side and placed his hand on mine as I turned the handle and opened the door. There, in front of me, on our bed, my boy was face down with a jockstrap shoved in his mouth as a gag. Sam had his ass up in the air as he held his face down and jackhammered into his hole. Only the sound of heavy breathing, balls slapping sweaty ass, and my boy's whimpering filled the room. Sam looked up and grinned at me and Brent. “Good thing Brent leaks a lot! He lubed him up good for me!” I knew then that Brent had fucked him, and bred him with his POZ cum. My boy tried to raise his head to look up, but Sam held it firmly down as he slammed into my boy's hole. Sam continued saying “Yeah, his style is different than mine, but Brent sure can fill 'em up! But so can I!” With that, he fucked hard and then held his hips still as he shot his load deep into my boy's guts, gasping the invitation to me “Get over here and have a look.” Sam pulled his cock out of my boy's ass. His pubes were matted with sticky froth that must have been Brent's toxic load working it's way out of my boy's hole. My boy's ass was red and puffy, and his hole was much more open than I had ever seen it before. Sam grabbed my head and shoved his sticky dick down my throat. “You gonna gag on that cock? Gonna choke on my stick?” I was too busy sucking cum from his dick and swallowing it down to even think about gagging. Sam pulled out and forced my head into my boy's ass. I lapped away as my boy groaned and squirmed around. Sam got behind me and lined up his still-hard cock with my own cummy hole. Sam entered me, and I was glad to have Brent's load in my as lube, or I would have really been in pain. As Sam commenced fucking me hard, Brent got down and swallowed my cock, holding my dick deep in his throat. Meanwhile Sam's pistoning made me more or less fuck Brent's mouth. My boy had rolled over and was working his fingers in and out of his sloppy ass with one hand as he jerked his straining cock with the other. Brent pulled off of my gasping for air and motioned for my boy to take his place. My boy blew me for a minute but Sam's erratic action made it hard for him to wrap his lips around my dick. Instead, he spun around and sunk his ass down onto me. Sam was practically screwing my boy again as it was his thrusts that were fucking us both. It was too much for me to handle, and I fired off, adding my load to the two already deep inside my boy's savaged hole. When I came, my ass spasmed and sent Sam over the edge for the second time in five minutes. I now had two loads oozing out of my ass, at least one of which was POZ. The four of us were covered in sweat. Brent and Sam gave each other a wide grin, and Sam commented “Well, looks like they passed to me.” Brent raised his eyebrows and trailed his fingers from his hairy chest down to his ass as he spread his legs and fingered his own hole. “Almost, but there's still something left. We need to know that they're good tops as well.” Sam eagerly got on his knees and repositioned Brent. They were facing each other across the mattress with their sweaty asses up in the air. Brent took my hand and guided me behind him. Sam wiggled his ass as my boy got the clue that it was his turn to top now. In that moment, I realized that I had never seen my boy top, nor had I even ever heard him talk about it. I worried that he might not be able to get it up. My fears were quickly allayed as he spit on his cock and forcefully slid into Sam's ass. I had my boy's ass juices and my last load to lube me up, and I entered Brent as gracefully as he had entered me less than twenty minutes earlier. Sam squealed louder than expected as my boy returned the hard fuck he had just received. Brent craned his neck to smile up at me, saying “You're doing a great job, but I want to see how good your boy fucks too.” Without any further invitation my boy pulled-out of Sam and we switched places. Sam's ass was chunky for such a fit guy, and I loved rolling his cheeks around in my hands as I plowed into him. Sam and Brent kissed hard as my boy and I locked eyes. He nodded his head as he was ready to cum and fired off inside Brent's ass, and seconds later I blasted my load into Sam. The four of us collapsed onto the bed in a cummy, sweaty heap. About an hour later we had all showered together and cleaned up. We went back downstairs where we each had another cocktail. Brent and Sam gave us paperwork to sign including legal waivers, and also provided the address and time for the next Bare Fuck Club meeting. We knew we wouldn't miss it for the world. We kissed goodbye on the steps and Sam and Brent left. My boy and I fucked again that night. He told me what had happened that evening from his perspective and I did the same. My boy told me that Brent had revealed to him that both Sam and Brent were in fact POZ, as was nearly every member of the Club. Brent had been just as gentle with him as he had been with me. Brent also revealed that he was likely the one to have POZZED Joe. Sam had told him that his specialty was roughing up NEG asses so POZ seed could do it's work. I knew our NEG days were numbered, but it hardly mattered. We were going into this Club together. We were both looking forward into our Bare Fuck Club initiation.

An Audition for the Bare Fuck Club My boyfriend and I had fooled around behind each other's backs for some time. I knew he was getting fucked by other guys, and he knew I was fucking other guys too, but we kept it discreet and never really talked about it. I always played safe with other guys, but fucked my boy bare. I assumed that he made the guys fucking him wear condoms, especially after finding a half-empty box of rubbers in our closet. I was headed out of town for two weeks for a project and we agreed to video chat as often as possible. The first few days we chatted and caught up, and he always seemed focused and happy to see me. On the third day, he seemed distracted, like someone else was in the room. I made a joke that I didn't want to keep him from his date, and he blushed before making excuses and logging off. The next day, I jokingly asked how his date went. I was surprised when he said, “Pretty well. He fucked me good!” I still wasn't sure if he was serious, and I asked if he was well-hung. “Fuck yeah. He's got at least ten thick inches, and he knows how to use it!” My jaw dropped. My boy went on, “When he came in me, I swear I could feel it in my throat!” I was shocked that he had let some other guy breed him. I guess over the next few days, the guy came back, fucked him raw again, and gave him his load. A few days later the guy brought a friend along too. Both guys took turns at my boy's ass before they creamed his hole. My boy made sure to tell me in detail how they used him and how much he liked feeling their cum leaking out of his slack hole. I couldn't help but be turned on. The following day was my last full day out of town and he messaged me a pic of his ass full of hard dick, with cum oozing out of his ass and puddling on his top's huge hairy balls. I came hard jerking off to his photo. My boyfriend met me at the airport and told me he had a fresh load simmering in his gut as he drove us home. As soon as we were inside, we tore off each other's clothes. Right there in the hallway, I had him bent over the staircase railing with his jeans at his ankles and spread his cheeks. I knelt down and slipped my tongue into his loosened hole. I was rewarded with a dollop of cum. I spit it onto my dick and forced my way into his cummy hole. There was a froth of cum forming around my cock as I pounded his ass. He moaned with pleasure as I added my cum to the mix already deep in his belly. We fucked again before going to bed that night. As he cuddled with me before drifting off to sleep, he told me how glad he was that I was ok with other guys fucking him raw. I honestly told him how much it turned me on, and that I would love to watch him get fucked and take some stranger's load. A few days later, my boy arranged for his ten-inched friend to come by to breed him after work. My boy met Joe at the door and kissed him hard before welcoming him into our living room. Joe extended his man-paw and shook my hand. He was HOT. Six foot tall, in tight jeans and a t-shirt that stretched over his powerful frame. He had a trim beard and a tuft of silver chest hair peek out of the collar of his shirt. He wrapped his muscled arms around my boy's frame and lifted my boy's shirt off. My boy started chewing Joe's nipples through the shirt as he unbuckled Joe's jeans and shucked them to the floor. Out plopped a beautiful hardening cock. My boy expertly deep-throated Joe's tool as he fished out his own dick. When Joe was fully hard and his cock shining with spit, he flipped my boy over the arm of the sofa. He jammed his bare cock without warning into my boy's raw ass. I was mesmerized as I watched Joe's powerful ass ram into my boy's body. I fisted my own cock as I watched Joe pump away. My cock was oozing pre-cum as I watched Joe's pace quicken. I crept closer to watch Joe's dick plow my boy bare. All the while, my boy was whimpering, “You gonna breed me, you sick fuck? Gonna give me your load? Gonna fill that hole?” Each time, Joe grunted back, “Fuck yeah, man. Gonna fill you up!” As Joe's pace sped up, his shirt crept higher on his muscled ass revealing a small black tattoo. My heart stopped as I recognized the symbol to mean BIOHAZARD. This hunk fucking my boy's bare ass was POZ! I wanted to cry out to let my boy know the danger he was in, but before I could say anything, Joe threw his head back and growled as he pumped his toxic seed into my boy's bare hole. I was silent until I realized that I had blown my load all over the floor. Joe withdrew his cock with a squishy plop and grabbed the back of my head. He forced my face into the diseased seed leaking from my boy's hole. I couldn't help but lap it up. I was about to swallow when he pulled me to my feet and drove his tongue into my mouth, sucking out and swallowing his own POZ cum. My boy collected himself and asked me if watching him get fucked bare was everything I thought it would be. I gestured to the puddle of my cum on the floor to answer and he dove down to lick it up. Joe excused himself to the bathroom to clean up a bit, and I took the chance to ask my boy if he had seen Joe's tattoo. He told me frankly that he had, and he knew what it meant, and that he was willing to take the risk of POZ seed if that meant he got more loads. I was still trying to process that my boyfriend had been knowingly taking POZ cum in his ass, and was planning on continuing, when I realized that Joe had come back into the room. Joe smirked at my naivety and asked if I was okay with what had just happened. I told him that I knew he was taking loads, but didn't know he was fine taking POZ loads. He told me that it was a natural progression, and taking POZ cock was bound to happen sooner or later if a bottom didn't demand his top use a condom every time. Even though I knew I should be outraged, my cock was telling a different story. I was rock-hard and drooling pre-cum. Joe reached out and stroked my dick, asking if we wanted to hear about a club he was in. My boy and I were all ears. Joe told us that he belonged to the Bare Fuck Club, an exclusive audition-only group of guys who liked to give and take raw loads. Some were POZ, but most were NEG. For these guys, it was about cum, not status. Every member agreed to a no-questions-asked / no-loads-refused policy. My boy was panting at the thought of being in such a club. He asked Joe what the audition entailed. Joe said he would put us in touch with the audition committee and they would be in touch. A few days later, we were sitting together in our living room, waiting for two strangers to come over and meet with us. I knew from their message that at least one of us would have POZ seed in our holes before the night was through. To be continued...

Hey guys. English is not my first language so please apologies if this story is badly written and full of spelling mistakes. I am a very shy guy in my early thirties and finally ready to explore my kinks. I was in a serious relationsship for the last ten years and the sex was very vanilla. I would say that I am good looking, cute face and a muscle well trained body. For now I was very selective with the guys I hooked up with but that is going to change. I want to tell my story from my first and last load and keep you guys posted about my process to become a cumslut. Two weeks ago I started taking Prep, ready in time for my vacation in Portugal. I love the idea of taking multiple loads and eat cum. Maybe one day I am ready to get pozzed, but for now I take the pills and see where it gets me. After a couple days surfing at the beach I decided to go to the bathouse and find the first guy to fuck me without condom. It was my first time in the bathhouse and I was overwhelmed and very turned on by the atmosphere. I loved seeing people fuck, suck and hear men moan in the cabines. The guys where not that attractive and since it was my first time I was too shy to really let go. Nevertheless I got on my knees by the end of day in the darkroom and sucked of a very hot couple. I had a lot of guys watching and after a few minutes the first guy came in my mouth. I loved the feeling of his dick pumping in the cum in my mouth without warning me. I didnt swallow for some reason and the guy pushed my head to his boyfriend which also came in my mouth shortly after. I couldnt hold back longer. I came too and left the bathhouse a bit embarrased. The next day I went back to the bathhouse because I wanted more. I wanted to get fucked in a cabine. So I prepared my ass in the hotel and left around midnight. Since it was a weekday the selection of guys was even worth. But I had a mission and didnt want to fail. I waited in front of a cabine and after 5min a very hot black guy stopped by and pushed me in the cabine. He pushed me on my knees and slidded his dick brutally inside my mouth. I sucked him off for two minutes and he started finger my hole. He asked me to lay on my back and lift my legs. I wanted to discuss about using a condom or asking him if he is on prep but he just spit on his dick and pushed it inside of me. It hurt a lot and I was screaming because I never got fucked without lube. He seemed to like my tight hole and fucked me really hard. Eventually I got used to it and started enjoying his hard fucking. But not for long because only few minutes after he started fucking faster and cum hard in my ass. I was really not prepared for it but he came really hard and long. You might not believe me but I could really feel how he filled me up. Then he came me a kiss and left the cabine. I couldnt believe he just used me and filled me up so brutally. I walked to the shower ara in the bathhouse and could feel his load dripping down my legs. Then I got dressed and left. I know this story is very boring compared to all your advanced stories. But I wanted to share my journey and I believe this is only the beginning. Do you have any advice how to push it further? I want more than one load inside me. What can I do and how do I let go? Please give me some challanges.

OMg I took three loads last night and just farted them into my underwear at work this morn. They were soaked, smelly, and I had to run to a big meeting. So now I’m walking around the office commando while they dry 🤣

Welcome, DesparateSoftboy, to your Life. First, take all the precautions to guard your health. Get on PReP. Get all the inoculations against the sexual bugs that will come right along with all the loads. Be sure to wait long enough for all of them to "take". Taking these precautions will not guarantee that you'll never get sti's - you will. But you will have taken every step you can to mitigate against them. Get tested very regularly, so they can be treated asap. When all of that is taken care of, jump right into the middle of the writhing knot of Breeding men, offering what you have to others to sate their Lusts - taking from others what you need to fulfill your own Lusts. Enjoy every moment of it - love it - practice your skills often - and become the man you were born to be. And be sure to love yourself for having the courage and honesty to be the best man you can possibly be. Best of luck !!

W o o f. Thanks, man.

The root of your confusion lies in the fact that you begin with a false understanding to begin with. You may not believe that bisexual or straight-but-curious men actually exist, and like others who take a cynical approach, you may assume that those who claim to be are either in denial or consciously covering up for their pure homosexuality. Regardless, you are simply wrong, and there is a body of science to demonstrate that you are wrong. Starting with the Kinsey study of the 1970s, and subsequent work expanding on it, the evidence is quite clear that human sexual orientation and preference is a spectrum, and a given individual can be positioned anywhere along it. Moreover, that position can be variable over time. Whether you believe it or not is immaterial; it is not a matter of belief; it is so. Therefore, I would encourage you to return to the question you pose regarding the two physicians and their living arrangement, and re-examine it without the baggage of the incorrect assumption that previously held back your understanding. (I, by the way, am bisexual. I’ve been fucked by over 1,000 men, but I like ladies just fine, married one and fathered two children with one. Men are just easier for casual sex. If I had had my choice, I’d still be married, and if another circumstance were different, I might be seeing another woman now. So, bi. I’m not “covering up” anything.)

I've had bromances with other men that I had no or little sexual interest in. Both gay and straight. Some of those friendships have been life changing and incredibly important to my life. Two of those people helped me get clean from crystal meth in my 40s after three years of heavy drug use, and one of them was someone I had known since 1977 (we went to HS together). He was my oldest friend in the world, and we came out the same summer (1981). He only died in the Fall of 2021 after a long, unpleasant battle with colon cancer (/Soapbox GET THE DAMN COLONOSCOPY AND DO NOT WHINE ABOUT IT /soapbox). We were friends for 45 years.

What I love about the gay community is that even on a kink website talking about kinky bareback porn (or at least porn that was once kinky and edgy) we can still find a way to relate it to a broadway musical - thank you alwaysready!

It is impossible for strangers to make definitive statements about what third parties with no connection to these strangers are doing. I would just note that straight guys actually are capable of being close friends. It is something that society can discourage, looking down on two guys who spend a lot of time together instead of going after women, but it is something that still happens despite that. Based just on what I have seen heterosexual guys say, a close friendship with a straight guy (or a non-sexual friendship with a gay/bi guy) is something that might be appealing. Heterosexuals are finding dating and everything afterwards hard and some guys just want to opt out. Why not?

In the for whats it worth department- as screwed up as Flori-duh! is and is known for, the county health department in Broward County (Ft Lauderdale,Wilton Manors, Oakland Park among the cities ) wins 5 gold stars. They offered monkeypox vaccine at the Pride Center 10 days ago- and the available time slots were all taken in an hour! ( the men are being responsible here, to an extent) With the aid of the Wilton Manors city folk, the health department opened up 2 additional monkeypox shot administration sites and the turn out has been resounding. I went yesterday and the entire process was in and done under 20 minutes, with the follow up shot appointment scheduled as you left. They were also still offering-suggesting men get the Hep A and the meningitis shots if they had not already. And they had covid vax available for those desiring a booster, or 1st or 2nd shot. Orderly, no waits, and totally non judgemental by any of the team; they really do have a desire to stop this in its tracks. So, my nurse gave me the shot, and honestly I didn't even feel the needle stick, just a little pressure as the vax was injected. 24 hours since, and no sore arm, no side effects, if anything, I actually seemed to have a slight boost of energy yesterday afterwards. I know guys are lining up for the shot, for those who are reluctant to get the vaccine, please- save yourself from the pain and discomfort ( a bud was telling of one of his friends who had to be admitted to the hospital for IV pain treatment when he developed pox in his anus- any and every movement was a trigger for extreme pain.)

I had been married for ten years, to an extremely dirty girl. We were swingers, and she loved threesomes and orgies. She was one of those rare girls who not only did anal, bt she loved it and came from it as well. She had few limits, really just two: condoms always, and no guy on guy stuff... We would set up parties every few weeks, and invite people over to fool around. She would usually take some ecstasy, and by 10pm, she would usually be tonsils deep on a guy, with at least one or two more pounding the rest of her. She was famous for her mouth, too, because she adored making guys cum, and hated when they came in the condoms. So the party was going well, there were only 8 people there this time. Two single black guys, who we didn't know, but were each a guest of one of the two couples. Typical BBC fantasy material, and they had been spending their time spit roasting each of the women on their thick long cocks. Neither one of them had cum yet, when it was my wife's turn. The other two couples were bailing, so it was just the four of us... My wife stood up and said she was going to take a quick shower (she was a cum spattered mess), and so I sat and chatted with the two remaining guys. They asked what her limits were, and I told them she was good for all three holes, but condoms for her ass and cunt. At that, the older of the two black guys rolled his eyes and said 'naw man, I want to cum, and I can't cum with a rubber...' I said sorry, but that was the rule. Among other things because she was not on birth control. He tried to persuade me to make her take it bare, and then after a few minutes, he bailed too. My wife was going to be pretty disappointed at missing her airtight seal. My wife gave me a call, and I excused myself, in the bathroom she told me her ecstasy was wearing off, and that she needed a bump. I told her it was already handled. I gave her a capsule I had filled earlier, and told her I wanted to watch Tom (the black guy) fuck it into her asshole on the end of his dick. What I didn't mention was that what was in the cap was actually a mixture of ecstasy and ketamine, calculated to turn her even sluttier than usual while making her (and there is no better way to put this) kind of retarded and zombie like. She grinned wickedly, because booty bumps are her favourite way to get drugged, and nobody but me had ever done this to her before... I left her in the bathroom, and went back t the bedroom where tom was laying back and stroking his huge cock. i joined him and began stroking my own. I'm big, but his was two inches longer and thicker as well. 9" and as thick as my wife's wrist. This was going to be fun... Suddenly tom whispers... 'you like the D, drays?' 'yeah, but my wife doesn't know'. He smiled 'see what happens later then?' That was when my wife came in, dripping from her shower, and sat down between us. She handed Tom the capsule, and said 'drays will tell you what to do with that', and started sucking my cock. She was on all fours her big round milf ass in the air. I know Tom could see her slightly gaped asshole, and her slick cunt lips all hairless and smooth. I groaned a bit at my wife's slut mouth, and said 'It's a booty bump of exstasy, Tom, just slip it inside her asshole, and then push it in further with your cock. It will melt inside her ass and get her high again....' Tom laughed 'you dirty little whore!' and he slipped the capsule into her pink hole. He worked his fingers into her deeper, then took up a lube bottle and a condom. Unrolling the super sized rubber onto himself, he lubed up and positioned himself. 'Beg for it, girl, tell me what you want' I sat up to watch, his huge cock resting against her hole. I knew she had been assfucked by one f the others already, but that modest 6" cock was nothing like this. She looked over her shoulder 'please use your cock to slide those drugs deep inside me.... they're the only way I will be able to take what I know you want to do to me' she moaned a little as he slid a little ways 'please Tom, I hardly ever get black cock, please work that cock into me and make me scream your name' her hips wriggled as she pushed back onto him, moaning about what a nasty whore she was, and how dirty she would be for us. I spread her cheeks apart and said ' yeah Tom, start slow stroking her...rub that shit into her asshole and feel her get fucked up...' It had been five minutes since it first slid in, so it was starting to take effect. She moaned softly as his cock began slow slides in and out. Burying her face in the pillow, she began moving back in time with his thrusts. I watched his look of surprise as she began taking him balls deep 'see Tom? I told you she's a good little whore' I lifted her head up and slid my cock into her mouth, I began to fuck her face, 'Thats a good whore, do you like having two big cocks in each end? She mumbled around my cock 'oh fuck yes, Love it... this E is better than the last stuff!' 'It's new little whore, especially formulated for sluts like you!' 'MMMMm it's so good.... I feel like I could take anything' 'you will, little whore...you will' The full rush was hitting her now, I watched the intelligence in her eyes drain away, replaced by lust and hunger. I began fucking her throat, making her gag a little making her asshole clench down on Tom each time. Tom was also stroking harder, holding at full depth to feel her gags, then pulling out to slap her ass with it, before plunging in again. 'Man this whore can take it, dude, you a lucky man!' I grinned 'yeah, she's a keeper. she could take you sober as well, but then we couldn't do this'. The next time he pulled out, i reached over and wrapped my hand around his cock, stroking it.... 'Zoe?' I asked 'tell him what you want!' 'wann 'im imma cunt!' she slurred around my cock. I smacked his cock against my wife ass. 'why?' 'cuz imma dirty slut!' 'why else' 'cuz it's so big and its full of cum and i want it in me!' Toms eyes went wide, and his cock swelled in my hand He looked at me, and I whispered 'role-play it, it turns the little cumslut on, don't worry she loves the idea of strangers cum in her' 'Beg Tom for his cum, little whore' 'Please Tom, please put your cum in my slutty cunt, please, I want you to breed me, fill me up until I drip, make me your dirty fucking cumslut!' Up to this moment, all of this had been the plan between my wife and I, but I was too horny, too high, and too weak to resist temptation... I went off=plan... Carefully, I unroll the condom from his cock. I look at him. I produce another capsule, pop it in her hole. 'This one is just K, enough to put her out for an hour or so. Push it in, Tom' Grinning, Tom slips that huge club back into her, and starts long stroking my wife. She is going crazy as I talk to her, telling her she's taking raw cock, telling her how long and thick it is. As the K takes hold, and she starts to slip away and pass out, Tom shudders and thrusts deep, filling her asshole with seed. I am quite certain that was the moment my wife was infected with HIV. Tom pulled out of my wife, a dribble of cum followed, and rolled over. I positioned myself, and thrust my cock into her asshole. I fucked her slowly, feeling the novel slickness of another guys cum, something that despite a decade of debauchery, I had never felt. Tom sat up, then stood beside me. I turned my face towards him, his half hard cock was right there... I began to lick and suck it as I fucked my unconscious wife. Cleaning her asshole from it, I could even taste the faint tangs of ketamine and ecstasy on it. I felt as though my cock was stirring his cum inside her, and the thought made me want more... 'Tom, you want her pussy?' 'Hell yeah' He climbed on, and I turned her face sideways, and slipped my ass-covered cock into her mouth. She was barely conscious, but reflexively sucked at me like a baby on a nipple. Was hard as a rock as I watched him enter her cunt, her very fertile cunt... 'She really isn't on the pill, man' 'Good, a little risk makes it fun! Maybe I am going to knock the little bitch up!' I reached ut and played with his hard nipples, the down t slide my fingers into her cum-slick asshole. I could feel his cock plowing her cunt. He groaned and pulled out pulling my mouth onto his cock as he spurted another load, this time into my mouth. I gulped it down eagerly, and lay back as he collected his clothes, dressed, and left. My wife stirred as the K started to wear off, and I began to kiss and fondle her, it was going to be my turn to cum next. K fades fast, and soon enough her bruised cunt was warming up for me, and her mouth was busy suckling my nipples as I thrust into her slick pussy. I told her how she had begged for cum in her ass and cunt, she moaned and told me how good it was to finally get a load inside her after all that teasing. She got sick a month later, when the tests came back I knew exactly what had happened. I told her someone must have been careless with condoms, but I never confessed. I stayed with her, but two years later we divorced. She never pozzed me, I was pozzed later on at the steamworks baths in Vancouver, after someone booty bumped me and I spent an hour in a sling. How karma does win in the end.

Exactly this. By being so successful with the formula that worked at the beginning, they painted themselves into a corner. There's simply nowhere else for them to go unless they start going to serious extremes that no logical or sane person would consider. I'm hesitant to name those, lest they be against the rules of BZ, or (worse) inspire someone to actually do it.

To me, references to women in a sexual context are off-putting. I don't need to hear or see anything related to women.

there is a song from the musical 'oklahoma' that suggests they have 'gone about as far as the can go.' i think that is one of the problems with TIM. they used to put out vids that were at the edge, or over. but there are only so many edges you can exploit.

Glad you guys are enjoying this storyline... Part III My boy followed Brent up the stairs to our bedroom as Sam got up and sat down beside me. “I imagine they'll need about fifteen minutes for the next part of the audition, so we've got some time to get to know each other,” he said, as his leg brushed against mine and he slapped my inner thigh with his hand. “Mind if I ask some questions about your sexual skills and experience?” “Sure,” I answered. “Ever been in an orgy?” “No, not yet.” He made a mark on his pad. “Ever felched a hole before sharing your boy's ass with Joe?” “Not on purpose. But I'm sure I ate my boy's hole once or twice when there was already cum in there.” He made another note. “Ever suck a cock that might be POZ?” “Not yet,” I answered, waiting for him to take note of my response. “Want to try?” Sam leered at me as he put down the clipboard, spread his legs, and forcefully guided my hand to his crotch. He thrust my hand to his belt, and helped me unbutton his jeans, releasing a thick uncut cock. “Get to it, slut.” I crouched between Sam's muscular thighs and he forced my head down into his crotch. “Make my dick nice and wet. It's gonna fuck at least one hole tonight!” I slobbered all over Sam's cock, and fished out my own hard-on. My mind reeled with sex as I breathed in the scent of Sam's crotch and swallowed his dick. I knew at the very same moment, there was a good chance that my boy was blowing Brent. I sucked Sam off for a few minutes. I have always loved giving head, and I wanted to make a good impression. Sam was running his fingers through my hair and even pulling it as he led my head up and down, completely controlling the pace. After a bit, he held my head with one hand on my throat and kept my head still. He POUNDED my throat until I was gagging. “You're doing well man. Just let me use your throat. You want to be used, don't you?” Sam yanked my shirt over my head and leaned forward so he could stick a spit-moistened finger in my ass. I tensed as his first knuckle jammed into me. I started moaning so much that I must have been giving a really shitty blowjob. Sam spun me around so my face was on the floor and my ass was up. He dove between my cheeks and roughly licked my ass with his fingers and his tongue. I tried turning my head to see if he was getting ready to fuck me, but he used his free hand to hold my head to the floor as he stuck three fingers of his other hand painfully inside me. Sam released my head as he got to his knees behind me and teased my ass with his raw cock. He slid up and down my crack. I squirmed around until his head was right at my hole. “You trying to get me to fuck you?” “Uh huh” I grunted. “Take your time. I'll take your ass when I'm good and ready.” “Fuck yeah,” I moaned, adding “it's your's to take!” I couldn't believe I was giving into being a bottom pig for a total stranger who was very likely POZ. My knees were weak and I could feel myself shivering a bit knowing very soon I would be full of raw dick. Sam slapped his tool against my hole a few times and I could feel his precum dripping into me. He jabbed the head in just until my ass closed around his mushroom. I started to push back on his cock, and he pulled out. “Dude, I know you think this is about you, but it's not. Be patient.” Just then, I heard a chuckle from the staircase. I looked up to see Brent coming down the stairs alone. He was dressed but had removed his tie, and unbuttoned and untucked his shirt. Brent stood me up and chastised Sam, “Go easy on him. He's new to all this.” Sam immediately grabbed his clipboard and made a note. “Now go upstairs,” he told Sam, explaining “the boy is ready for you.” At that point, I didn't know how far Bent had gone with my boy's part of the interview, but I figured they hadn't fucked since he was still dressed. Sam shucked off his jeans in a pile at the base of the stairs, and eagerly bounded up towards the bedroom. I knew he would be rough-fucking my boy raw within minutes. Brent wrapped his arms around me and gave me a bear hug. “Your boy did very well. I'm sure you'd be proud of how well his portion of the audition went. You're a lucky man.” I beamed with pride knowing that he approved of my boyfriend. “Did you fuck him?” I asked. “Maybe, maybe not yet. But I'm down here with you now. Let's talk about you.” Brent's tone was completely different than Sam's: he was more experienced and more even-tempered, just as sexy but in total contrast. Brent leaned forward and kissed me. He was making love to my mouth as his hands explored my chest, tweaking my nipples and working lower until they found my rock-hard cock. He sat me down on the sofa and went down on me, gingerly lapping at my balls and going lower as he slowly raised my legs until my hole was exposed to him. He gently licked my ass and made wider and wider circles as I relaxed. He worked in a finger or two without me feeling any pain at all. I felt myself melting into his hand. Brent stood up and began taking off his clothes. “You know what Sam is doing to your boy right now, don't you?” “I bet he's pounding him hard.” “Probably. Are you sure you're ok with that?” “Yes. I'll be more ok with it if you fuck me right now.” Brent smiled down at me as he opened his trousers and revealed a beautifully long thin shiny wet dick. When I saw it, I wondered if he had already fucked my boy. He spit on his hand and lubed his cock. He gently leaned into me and without feeling any pain, I took his entire length, balls deep. He eased in and out of me until my ass was spasming with pleasure. Brent kissed me, filling my mouth with his tongue as I melted completely into him. His pace increased, but he was tender as he fucked me. It was more like making love than I had ever experienced with my boyfriend, completely different than the brute animal energy I had received from Sam. “Do you want me to cum in you” he asked. “Yes. I want to feel your cum in my ass. I want to join your Club and let all of the guys fuck me!” His pace quickened. “Even the POZ ones?” “YES! Especially the POZ ones!” “And your boy? Do you want him to take our loads too?” “YES! Give us both your seed!” His pace slowed until he stopped, holding his pulsing dick deep in me. “You want us to give you both our POZ seed?” “YES! Give us your POZ seed!” He pumped slowly as he kissed me and then withdrew his cock. “I already have.” I knew in that moment that he was POZ. And I knew that he had cum inside me. My head swam as I realized what I had allowed to and even encouraged happen. “Want to go upstairs with me and see how Sam is getting along with your boy?” To be continued...

Here's Part II of at least III... My boy and I sat sipping our cocktails as if nothing was out of the ordinary. In truth, we were about to be 'auditioned' for participation in the Bare Fuck Club. Two strangers were coming over to see if we had what it takes to become members. In the days leading up to this, my boy sprung wood every time I brought it up. I had fucked him hard as he begged for my load, telling me how much I was going to love watch other guys breed him. So, there we sat, eager and waiting. I suspected one or both of these guys might try to fuck my boy, or me, or both of us. Right on time, the doorbell rang, and my boy jumped up to answer. He threw open the door and his jaw dropped as he stared at the strangers on our porch. The older of the two men extended his hand and introduced himself. “I'm Brent, and this is Sam. We're here to speak to you about membership in our club.” My boy nodded silently and invited them in. Brent was about 6'-2”, probably early 50s, with salt-and-pepper greying temples, dark brown hair and eyes, and a powerful frame barely contained in a well-tailored three-piece suit. Sam was mid-20s, and very butch, with buzzed dirty blond hair and a closely-trimmed beard. He was wearing tight jeans tucked into shiny black boots with a nice collared shirt and a blazer. We sat them down on the sofa and offered them a drink. While my boy excused himself to mix two Manhattans, Brent started telling me about the Club. “A bunch of guys have been getting together regularly for over ten years now. We've been inducting new members as guys move on or get too sick to play. There might be ten guys at a meeting, or there might be twenty, depending on the season and their schedules.” My boy reappeared with the drinks. Brent went on. “The rules are simple. There are no tops or bottoms. Of course some guys mostly top, and some guys mostly bottom, but there's no getting away from taking a load every so often.” Sam took over the narrative, “Like me, for instance. I love fucking a cummy hole as much as the next guy, but how could I ever turn down Brent's load?” He chuckled. Their banter sort of reminded me of smooth-talking car salesmen, only really sexy and really dirty car salesmen. Brent opened his briefcase and took out two clipboards, handing one to Sam. Brent smiled at my boy and said, “I hear you've been taking Joe's loads?” My boy nervously cleared his throat. “Yes. That's right.” “You'll remember his tattoo. Some guys in our Club have their status plainly visible, but most do not.” “Um hmmm.” “And how long have you been taking raw loads?” My boy blushed and hesitated. Sam smiled and leaned forward, putting his hand on my boy's knee. “Look. If you guys want to join, you've got to be totally honest and upfront with each other... and with us...” My boy coughed a little and looked over at me. “Well, we've been together seven years. About three or four years ago, I hooked up with a friend while my boyfriend was out of town. I didn't tell him, and the secrecy made it hotter. I've probably fooled around with another guy every three months or so since then.” Brent made a notation on his clipboad, asking, “And did they all fuck you raw?” “Well, no, not at first. Okay, maybe every so often, I'd get caught up in the moment and let someone breed me.” Brent interrupted, “And how did that happen?” “Well, once, I let a guy take the condom off because he couldn't stay hard with it on.” Sam smiled, “Once?” “Well, more than once.” “And how did taking their loads behind your boyfriend's back make you feel?” “SO dirty... and so sexy.” “So you've taken, how many loads would you say in the past five years?” Brent asked. “Dozens. And I always felt guilty about it, but I was so hungry for cum I just couldn't stop.” Brent turned to me, asking, “And how did you find out that your boyfriend was cheating on you?” Now it was my turn to clear my throat. “I came home once early from a business trip, and saw my boy kissing a hot stranger on our porch as I drove up. I circled the block wondering what to make of what I had just seen. When I parked in the driveway, the guy's car was gone, and my boy was in the shower. I found opened condom wrappers in the bedroom trashcan. It sort of turned me on, so I got in the shower and fucked him.” “Bare?” Brent asked. “Yeah. We've always fucked bare.” “And you assumed you were the only guy fucking him bare?” “Well, yes...,” I started. Sam smiled saying, “Listen, anyone who will take one guy's raw load will take anyone's raw load.” He went on, “And you've cheated on your boyfriend too, am I right?” “Yeah, but only with condoms.” “Always?” “Well, almost always.” “Aha! Now we're getting somewhere!” Sam started making notes on his clipboard. “And how did that happen?” “Well, I travel a lot for work, and I was out of town for a month on a big project. One night in the hotel bar, this really cute frat boy somehow convinced me to buy him a drink. One drink turned into several as he told me about his girlfriend, and their problems. After the fourth or so beer, he somehow invited himself back to my room, and somehow, he wound up bouncing up and down on my dick. It all happened so fast.” “And did you breed him?” “I did breed him.” Sam made a note of that. Brent cross-examined me, “And how did you feel watching your boyfriend take Joe's cum?” “Fucking hot!” I smiled, adding "It was so sexy seeing him give over to his inner cumlust!” “Did it bother you that he hadn't told you about taking stranger's cum sooner?” “Well, maybe, but now it's out in the open.” “And are you prepared to see him take more cum?” I hesitated... “I think so...” “You've got to be sure,” Brent said, “for instance, would you be okay watching him take my load?” “And/or mine,” Sam interjected. “I would be okay with that,” I answered. Sam smiled at me and my boy, “Tonight?” “Any night,” I honestly responded. Brent wrote something down. “And would it bother you to know that one of us might be POZ?” “No,” I answered, remembering what Joe had said. “If my boy takes raw cock, he's going to get some POZ cum in his hole sooner or later.” Brent nodded and wrote that down. Sam asked my boy, “And would you be okay knowing your boyfriend might also take POZ cock?” My boyfriend nodded saying, “Yes. I've always fantasized about watching him bottom!” I had fantasized about that too, but I thought it so strange that we were having this conversation for the first time in front of two strangers, at least one of whom was likely to be POZ, and was also likely to fuck my boy bare that very night. It was Brent's turn to question me. “And would you also be okay taking POZ loads?” “Well, it's bound to happen sooner or later if we join the Club, so yeah. I think I could take a POZ load.” My boy seemed to let out a gasp of relief. Brent turned back to my boy saying, “And am I correct in assuming that you would also be alright with that?” “Oh fuck yes!” he said without hesitation. Sam noted my boy's response and adjusted the growing bulge in his jeans as he asked me, “So I know you've come to grips with your boy taking raw loads with you out of the picture, and Joe tells me you loved watching him take his load. How do you think you would feel getting fucked with your boy watching?” I thought for a moment before replying, “It would make me so hot.” Sam continued, “And what if you were both getting fucked at the same time?” “That would be great.” “What if he was getting fucked alone while you were unaware. Would that upset you?” “Not if I knew about it afterwards.” Brent asked my boy the same question. My boy grabbed my hand and responded right away, “I would love to know he was getting fucked and filled with cum, even if I wasn't there to see it.” He took my hand and thrust it into his crotch. Brent made note of that and spread his knees so that my boy and I could both see an impressive hard-on snaking down his left leg. Brent looked directly at my boy as he reached for his cock, stroking it through his trousers. “I think that wraps it up for the joint portion of tonight's audition.” He then looked at me, “I'd like to have a few minutes alone with your boy for the next line of questioning.” I agreed and my boy led Brent up the stairs to our bedroom... To be continued...

Hello all. Been a reader and lurker here for awhile and just joined today. This is one of my favourite sites. So hot reading all the bareback stories and naughty details from tops and btms all over the place. Im a btm and near Toronto. Looking forward to contributing and maybe adding my own sexy stories to the mix!!

Even when they happen at an inconvenient time and place, cum farts always remind me I'm a big slut and make me instantly horny.

Sorry, yes. That was supposed to be more explicit. 🙂Sometimes it's hard to keep the details clear in my own head!

There's a period where people get a rash that they might not even notice. They are contagious at that point, well before the development of vesicles. Some people only get the rash.

It's a really interesting question. As others have said, way back it was possibly the aspect of being used. I worked in responsible positions where I was the one in control. I think I probably enjoyed the hunt and the build up more than the actual fucking. Having been a top for a long time (with some notable exceptions), this year I've focused much more on bottoming. For as long as I can remember I've hated darkrooms, but something earlier this year flipped a switch and now I love the darkrooms at the local sauna. Basically, this year I became a proper cumdump slut. My favourite things now, when it comes to being fucked, are much more physical, although the psychological side of things is still significant. If I'm backed up against a glory hole, I love the first touch of a guy's cock head against my hole. One particular time I got off big time by the fact I realised I was taking the biggest cock I've ever had inside me, all the way and for ages. I realised that having learned how to breath to relax and take more and more cock (thanks to amazingly horny massage sessions with a certain masseur who is a member on here), it was taking me to a whole new level. Something else that I fucking love (again, once upon a time i wouldn't have considered it for a second!) is once I've been fucked and loaded, knowing the cum is still in me as I get on my knees and wait for the next cock. Another favourite aspect of being fucked? Strangely, I get off much more on being watched while I'm being fucked than when I'm fucking a guy. Excuse me now while I go and mop up the precum in my shorts. I'm fucking dripping just thinking about it all!

Here's another thought… If it's super painful, and especially painful to the touch, then how do guys with MPX transmit it sexually? Wouldn't sex be super painful? OK, maybe the first day or two when the lesions are small they could have sex. But that doesn't explain the huge levels of transmission that we're seeing. I suspect that there are mild cases that are so mild people don't realize they have it. Since you need a lesion to do the test, all those cases wouldn't be reported, which means massive under-reporting. That would explain the high levels of transmission that we're seeing. Until there's something like a blood test that can detect it, I don't think we can get a handle on how many active cases there are.

Going to be ass up hosting and taking loads at St. Giles on 2nd September all day / night - anon cumdump challenge. Agree with previous comments, it seems to be perfect Go-To hotel for cumdumps right now. Maybe along with regular rooms, superior rooms they should list a "Slut Suite" option! 🙂

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

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....

Good evening members. I'm PozDesire and been a member for a while and still haven't figured out how to use this site or what I can actually do here. I joined thinking I shared my username & location and poz tops would contact me.....wrong. I've been barebacking for almost 40 years but have never been with a wonderful poz top before. But I want that to change, I want to be gifted and become a cumdump for poz men.

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.

My last load was quite...let me say.....an eye-opener. For those reading my posts here I always post my experiences as a top guy. I love fucking nice cute asses. Since I started prep almost 1 year ago I also wanted to have some experience as a bottom boy. Yesterday morning I made a new account on Grindr (as a bottom) and placed an add that I was looking for a top guy to unload inside me bare in a full anon setting. As I have little experience as a bottom so I cleaned out and got ready. At a certain moment I got a message of a 32 year old profile, asking me where he could find me. He sent me some body and dick pics and he was stunning. He was incredible handsome but from a top-model class. He indicated he was bisexual and needed to fuck. Het had 30 minutes when he was doing groceries. As he was so handsome my f(l)ake alarm went off. I sent him my address and on grindr I saw the geolocalisation decreasing. So far so good. When he was at 50meters he messaged me to say he had parked the car and was on his way. I gave him the instructions, front door was ajar and told him where to find me inside. He replied with following message: ‘It’s too late to say now, but you do realize I am gonna totally wreck your ass, do you’??. Panic came over me. I am not an experienced cumdump!!I did’nt know what to reply because half a minute later I heard my front door close. He came in and in the light of a candle I saw his face and body: truely a God. Sixpack, hairy legs and a nicely trimmend beard. His pics were real. He didn’t want to be sucked as he wanted me face down ass up. I felt and he was rock but rock rock hard. He smashed his dick against my ass and started with saying that I was a total whore. I prelubed my ass before his Arriva and took some lube to lube his dick but he refused. He wanted to fuck with condom. He covered his dick with a condom and then......without saying anything he pushed in in one thrust balls deep. I am not a trained bottom!!! I have never ever experienced so much pain in my life. Het started fucking direct at 100%, like an animal, without even thinking about me. I started sniffing poppers to stand the pain a little. He swithched positions various time. I begged inside to make him cum as soon as possible so this would be over. After a while repeating that I was a whore now, his dirty fuckwhore. I hoped he would come soon but this was not the case. He kept on fucking like animal. I said ‘stop’ and he said ‘no’.he was so brutal. I enjoyed it........his verbal humiliating behaviour, his big big dick. Not the biggest in length but the girth....🤤. After 20 minutes I told him to stop again. He was totally covered in sweat. He said no and after 30 seconde he took his condom off and said ‘turn around and swallow my load’. I was too late changing positions as he came all over my face. After this he said ‘that was a Good start of the day, wasn’t it slut’ and started cleaning his sweaty chest and ass. He got clothed, said ‘bye’ and left. I had so many pain but also enjoyed it. But it was so rough for a first time. I almost never bottomed and got this as a first experience. As soon as he was out I checked my grindr and I already had another message on grindr: ‘I know where you live now, whe are 4 kms apart in distance. As soon as I have some spare minutes and have my wife out of sight I Will message you. Always wait for me in this way. Face down ass up. You are a dirty whore but you are MY hore now’. It was a strange experience....we are now 1 day later and I haven’t stopped checking my grindr..............

PigSon & his PigDad - Chapter 3 From the G Koolaid, the bar sprits and the strong weed, Dad Jake, Adam and newbie Kyle were all feeling good. It had been a few weeks since Jake clouded and, says Adam, over a week for him. Jake and Adam have their same plug supplying them, separately. Jake, on retirement income and, other than supplying at a party, like here, where he’s invited other users and , says “I don’t fuck around selling my crystal stash to anybody else who wants to pay me for it, nor do I wanna deal it myself. I’m just a user, and I pay for it through my plug.” So Dad Jake and Adam looked at each other, and figured it’s about time now to cloud. Both of them were itching for it, cause it’s been a while. Longer for Dad Jake. So, Dad Jake, being the mature one in the group, the older guy in the group, looked at newbie Kyle, and said “This is kind of a moment of truth for you, bud. If you agree to partake, this shit acts differently to different people. I’ve been using for a year now, and it acts with me ‘in the background.’ Meaning I’ll put it away, but I’m always, always thinking about the next time I want to do it. I Plan for it. So kind of sort of, it does control me in that respect. You might wanna know what you’re getting yourself into. Your Life might change from this point on. Cause Adam and me just don’t swirl the pipe, we like to heavy cloud in the percolator bong too. So much so, there’s so much heavy white cloud all around us, we can’t even fucking see each other.” Dad Jake pulled his Newly loaded glass pipe out, and his bic. He flicked the Bic, flame to the bottom of the clear glass pipe, and the flame started melting that beautiful crystal, bubbling , as Jake rocked the pipe back-and-forth, watching that white cloud form in the bulb of the pipe, while putting it to his hungry mouth and, while flame under the pipe, kept sucking it in. He then locked lips with his Adam, blowing all that beautiful white smoke into his baby boy’s hungry lungs. “Ahh been too long,” said Jake. Adam, not wanting to shotgun Kyle yet, shotgunned it back to his daddy Jake. Kyle watched in interest to it all. How daddy and son just love their white cloud. Jake to Kyle. “This shits gonna change your brain forever. Raises your dopamine 1,000,000,000%, and then you end up, even after coming down, wanting some more, sometime down the road. For some, all they think about is getting their hole fucked. For me, I think about that, but I also like to stay a top, makes me appreciate my fucking hard dick and all of them hungry holes that want me and need me. You might find some new people in your life, some of them not so good people, and you need to fucking stay away from them Fucks. Usually types who won’t pay for it themselves. Your plug, your dealer, is also to become a part of your life. Ours is Andre, good dude who stays discreet. Checking on us every so often. Sometimes he offers discounts, Supplies like pipes, and accessories, cause you’re gonna fucking break them sooner or later bitch, trying to clean em or just dropping them, and your plug might even offer some freebies. So be good to your plug, cause he’ll be good to you, bitch. So just know what you’re getting yourself into. Got it? So, buddy, do you wanna try?” Kyle responded “Yes, I do daddy.” And so then Adam let daddy Jake spark up the pipe for newbie Kyle, and guide him through and past his new possible life-altering threshold. End of Chapter 3

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In a local gloryhole in the park.. wanking my cock to a hot bloke who was winking and smiling at me, really flirting, looking at my dick. So I moved over to look at his dick and to touch it, he produced his Police badge and walkie talkie. He asked me to stand outside the toilet and spoke into his talkie saying ive got one. Sat in a police van with both cops, asking me about my sex habits and how often I visited the toilet for sex, one even asked me if I was a bum bandit lol. I said I have no idea what you mean. He said I was waving my dick at him and soliciting, I denied it, He said yes you was, did you want to suck my cock? I told them I wanted to leave, unless they were arresting me. They simply opened the door and let me out. No evidence My word against his. I never admitted to anything.

Chris, part 2 In the morning, Chris and his roommate went to the gym. Matt slept in. Chris came back and got in bed with Matt. Chris’ hard cock against his ass woke Matt. Matt pushed his ass back. Chris said, “You’re a hot slut.” Chris then pushed his bare cock into Matt again. “Guess we didn’t need condoms huh?” said Chris. Matt said, “I guess not.” Chris fucked Matt for a few minutes on his side. Then Chris got Matt up doggie style and really started fucking him hard. Chris said, “I’m not the first guy to fuck you bare am I?” As he asked the question, Chris jammed his cock against Matt’s prostate. Matt moaned, bit his lip and said, “No. Other guys have fucked me bare too.” Chris said, “I’m going to cum in your ass. Other guys have cum in you right?” Matt pushes his ass back on Chris and said, “Every guy.” Chris fucks Matt harder, groans loudly and says, “Take my cum slut!” Matt and Chris showered. Chris was less romantic with Matt now, but still flirtatious. Matt felt some distance, but decided it was Chris’ natural shy disposition. The third roommate came home in the afternoon. He was indeed chubby and definitely not as attractive as the other two roommates. He was boasting of a sex party he was at last night and saying how many guys he fucked and fucked him. The chubby roommate barely noticed Matt at first. When he did, he came over and stared at him and said, “You’re a sexy twink. I’d’ve fucked you all night.” Chris said, “Hands off. Matt is mine.” Chris’ comment made Matt feel good. Now all three roommates were having breakfast. A phone rang but the boys decided to let the answering machine pick it up. As the answering machine kicks on, it’s one of the guys who the chubby roommate knows from school. Last night's party graduated to his apartment complex, which has a pool and they are going to bbq in the afternoon. Chris, his roommates, and Matt decide that is a fun way to spend Saturday afternoon. As the guys hang out, there is discussion of what to wear, Matt does not have a swimsuit, it’s still cool out why swim, etc. The tall, curly haired sexy roommate is named Todd. He is going to wear a “trash outfit” because he says all these guys are trashy – loose shorts made of old sweatpants, a speedo underneath, and a tight tank top and old running shoes. The chubby roommate is Jared. Jared is wearing a loud patterned shirt and purple shorts and purple shoes (no swimming). Chris is going to wear board style swim trunks, a tank top, and a button up shirt open. Matt doesn’t really have much to wear. Jared and Chris swimsuits do not fit Matt. Todd’s swim trunks barely stay on, but they also make Matt look like he is wearing his older brother’s clothes. It’s funny. Matt eventually decides on running shorts, a tank top, and purple briefs with white trim. The briefs will be fine if Matt decides to swim. Outfits decided, they all go to the store for alcohol and food. At the store, Todd also buys condoms and a travel lube. Chris leans in to Matt and says, “Guess we won’t be buying condoms. Get some lube though.” Matt blushes. Jared notices at check out and says to Matt, “Gave it up bare on the first date huh?” Matt blushes and says, “It just slipped in.” Jared smiles and says, “It happens. Once you take a guy’s load, no need to wrap it after that. Damage is already done right?” Matt agrees. When the guys get to the party, it is at another student apartment complex – nicer than Chris’ complex though. The party is taking place in two ground units next to each other, facing the pool. There are about 25 guests, a couple women, mostly men. The host greets them. The host says that some of Jared’s friends are in another unit upstairs resting from last night’s events. They will be down whenever. The host asks Matt’s name while ogling him. Host says, “You’re going to be popular today. New meat!” The guys laugh. Chris says, “He’s mine.” Matt kisses Chris on the cheek. A few hours later, Chris and Matt are pretty drunk and in the pool. Jared is hanging with his friends. Todd is talking to a pretty rough dude. The guy Todd is talking to has his hands all over Todd’s body. Chris and Matt are watching from the pool. Chris says, “Looks like Todd is going to get fucked.” Matt reaches for Chris’ cock and feels how hard it is. Matt says, “Looks like he isn’t the only one.” Chris says, “You are a hot slut. Let’s go find someplace more private.” Matt and Chris kiss for a minute in the pool, get out and go to one of the apartments. As they enter the one apartment, they see it is too busy. They get more drinks and then Chris goes to ask Jared if the other apartment upstairs is available. Apparently, Chris and Todd had the same idea because now, Jared, Chris, Matt, Todd and Todd’s new friend are making their way upstairs. Jared goes in, checks things out. Comes out and says, the living room is free; but the bedrooms are occupied. Jared then says, “Can I watch?” Chris pushes Jared out but Todd’s new friend says, “Let him stay.” Chris looks at Matt, who is only wearing his purple briefs with white trim, and Matt shrugs. Matt and Chris kiss. Todd and his man kiss. The foreplay is on. Matt’s briefs are the first on the floor. Todd’s speedo is off. Both Todd and Matt are giving their tops head. Chris drops his board shorts. Todd’s friend shorts and boxers hit the floor. The couples are naked now. Chris bends Matt over the edge of the couch and starts eating Matt’s ass. Todd’s friend asks if Todd cleaned out. Todd says yes and then is roughly bent over the couch facing Matt as Todd eats his ass. Matt and Todd make out as the guys eat their asses. Todd’s guy gets up, slaps his cock on Todd’s hole and says, “I gotta fuck this ass.” Todd asks Jared if he will grab the condoms and lube from downstairs. Jared obliges. His cock tenting his shorts. Matt sees how big Jared’s cock must be. Todd sees Matt’s face. Todd says, “Don’t think about it. He is a slut. Every bottom in town has given it up to Jared. Chris will never touch you again.” Chris is eating Matt’s hole so good. Matt is moaning. Jared comes back with two of his friends. He gives Todd the condoms and lube. They stay to watch. Todd’s friend bags up his cock, lubes it up and starts fucking Todd. Todd is grimacing from the pain. Matt kisses him and feels Todd’s body to make him feel good as he adjusts to his top’s cock. Chris grabs some lube from his board shorts, lubes his cock, and goes to enter Matt. One of Jared’s friends says, “Hey, where’s your condom?” Matt feels Chris’s cock pushing on his hole. The same voice says, “Do you want a condom on?” Matt says, “Fucking put it in.” To a chorus of, “Oh shit!” and “Fuck yeah!” Matt says, “That’s how I like it.” Chris says, “Fuck yeah you do. Let me fuck you raw first time we fucked didn’t you Matt?” Matt says, “Yes.” Todd is getting fucked hard now. His top is clearly turned on watching Matt get fucked bareback. Matt is kissing Todd again. Chris is fucking him hard and fast. Loving the fuck, Chris is not going to last too long. Matt can feel Chris is excited. Chris pulls out of Matt. Chris says, “I got way to close to cumming.” Todd asks, “Can I fuck you?” Matt says, “Yes.” Chris says, “With a condom though.” Todd’s new guy is a bit disappointed. He pulls out of Matt and takes off his condoms. One of Jared’s friends is on his knees sucking the guy’s dick. Todd bags his cock and tells Matt to ride it. Matt gets on Todd’s cock and it slides in easily. Matt rides the condom-covered cock in his ass. It feels wrong. Matt is working his ass hard but it just doesn’t feel right. Matt hates it when guys wear condoms to fuck him now. He knows he should use them with guys he doesn’t know, but this just isn’t comfortable. Chris and the guy who was fucking Todd are chatting. Todd’s guy is getting head from one of Jared’s friends, but he is fingering Chris’s ass and whispering in Chris ear. Chris moans from the finger in his ass. Todd’s guy kisses Chris. Matt is watching the hot scene in front of him as he rides Todd’s cock for about 5 minutes before he hears Chris say, “Matt, get on your knees.” Matt gets off Todd’s condom covered cock. Chris says, “Bend over. Ready for more raw cock?” Matt says, “Yeah.” Matt wipes his sweaty forehead and Chris says, “Say it again.” Matt arches his back, sticks out his ass and says, “I want some more raw cock.” Todd’s top steps behind Matt and pushes his long, bare cock into Matt’s ass. Matt looks back and sees Todd’s top is fucking him. He looks at Chris. Chris says, “Fuck you are of hot slut.” Todd rips off his condom, gets in front of Matt and Matt starts giving Todd a blowjob. Matt is stuffed at both ends as 4 guys watch him get fucked. Todd’s guy says, “Feels better raw doesn’t it slut?” Matt moans affirmatively around Todd’s cock. Matt feels the hands on him from Chris, Todd, Todd’s top, and hears guys saying, “oh yeah” “that is so hot” “fuck this little bitch” “slut is taking it raw”. Matt is moaning. Chris says, “what a fuckin slut. First night we chatted online, he was naked. Matt is on display now. Sweating as he is getting fucked at both ends now. Loving getting it at both ends. Chris says, “My turn again.” Todd’s top pulls out of Matt’s ass, tells Todd to bend over the couch, Chris says, “get a condom for Todd’s ass.” Todd is bend over on the couch next to Matt, both their arms leaning on the back of the couch, asses presented to the room, hard cocks on display. Matt hears, “The twink is a hot pig bottom. Look at his ass wink knowing he is getting more raw cock.” Chris says, "Ready for more raw cock Matt?” as he slides his raw cock back in Matt’s hole. Matt looks at Todd as his top’s cock is covered in a condom again. Matt wonders how that condom covered cock can feel good in Todd’s ass. One of the guys says, “Safety first. Safe fucking dick in your ass.” Todd’s face is red as the top pushes inside him. Todd kisses Matt. Matt can feel Todd is struggling to take the long cock in him. Matt whispers to Todd, “Do you want to take it raw? It felt good in me raw. No struggle.” Todd doesn’t answer Matt. He kisses Matt. A few minutes later, Matt is now sucking another guys’ cock and getting fucked raw by Chris when he hears Todd say, “I want to take it raw.” Todd’s top says, “You what?” Todd says, “I want to fucking take it raw.” Todd’s top says, “Are you sure?” Todd says, “Yeah, I want to fucking take raw cock.” Todd’s top high fives Chris, pulls out his cock. Todd says, “Get that condom off.” “Alright” says Todd’s top as he pushes back in. “Feel that raw cock in you Todd?” asks Chris. Todd says, “Yeah. Feels good.” Todd’s top says, “Feels so much better right?” Todd says, “Fuck yeah. Feels so good.” There is a lot of moaning and the tops are kissing now. Chris says, “Fuck this is so hot. I’m going to cum in this slut.” Matt says, “Do it. Cum inside me.” Todd's top says, “Look at Matt take that load Todd.” Chris groans loudly as he grabs Matt’s hips and cums deep in Matt’s ass. Matt is moaning, “Yeah, give it to me.” Chris pulls out of Matt and sits on the couch next to him. Chris and Matt kiss. The guy Matt was sucking comes behind Matt and says, “Tell me what you want.” Matt says, “Fuck me raw and cum in my ass.” The new top, one of Jared’s friends, slides in Matt’s wet ass. He fucks Matt for a few minutes. Matt is making out with Chris as he is getting fucked bare by a guy he doesn’t even know. Matt is rock hard. Matt hears Todd’s top say, “I’m going to cum bitch. Do you want my load?” Todd says yes. Matt turns his head to watch Todd take his first raw load. As Todd’s top cums inside him, the guy fucking Matt says, “I can’t hold back.” Matt feels the top cum inside him. The guy pulls out. Matt and Todd and Todd’s top all collapse on the couch. They are a sweaty mess. Everyone is really turned on. Jared’s other friend sucks Todd off. Chris has Matt sit in his lap and ride another load out of him. Chris cums in Matt’s ass again. Todd has taken his first load. Matt has three loads in his ass from 2 different guys. Everyone finds their swim trunks and heads out. They get in the pool to cool off. After 30 minutes or so, Todd and his top leave the party. Chris and Matt leave too; exhausted. Jared rides with them. Back at the apartment, Matt and Chris collapse together in Chris’s bed.

AtlScotty Scott Spears

For those who missed the status update a few days ago, I won a porn award!!! I got "Underrated Performer" from Ravens Eden. Last year I won "Best Newcummer", but we all know what happened a week after the win, and I really didn't have opportunity to make much of the distinction. Now that the world grinds back into turning in recent days, I have a new title, and hopefully directors get off their asses and put me in things already. Goodness knows I've applied over and over to a variety of studios, but I seldom get a response. The title means nothing if I just sit on the couch for the next year and wait for the phone to ring. That's kinda how I feel about it. It's like I set up a huge party, advertised it like mad on Grindr and other sites, and then I put my ass in the air, and not one of the tops showed up all night. (Surely some of you can relate to this.) I'm rambling here, but before I hit the "send" button, I want to thank each and every one of you who voted for me when the ballots were out. Thanks for taking the time to do it. Even if you voted only once and forgot about it after, IT STILL COUNTED. Couldn't have won any other way. Thank you for getting me here. Now - WHO WANTS TO BREED THIS AWARD-WINNING PORN STAR?!

Very hot story. Every city should have a Bare Fuck Club.

awesome. keep the story going...........

Love this so far…can't wait to read more.