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This happened last year, I was 21, but was the one time I realized how much of a cumdump I am. I was invited to my first orgy and decided to wear a jockstrap. I got there, there were around 11 people chatting and drinking and I meet everyone. I start talking to a guy, we kiss and I started undressing. It was the starting point. Everyone started kissing and undressing. Another guy joined us and soon I was on my knees sucking their cocks. As soon as I take my shorts off, I just see everyone turns their heads to take a look at my ass. First guy started fucking me (with a condom), then passed me to another guy (around 40 years old). He put it in me bare and started pouding me. Then he moved, got in front of me and I started sucking his cock while another guy started to fuck me. I took turns sucking other guy’s cock while getting fucked. Shortly after I took a little break. It was short. While I was coming back from the kitchen to get some water, two guys (one around 22, the other around 28) stopped me. The older one hold me while the younger penetrated me. He had a perfect cock (no condom). It was one of the best fuck sessions ever. Everyone wanted to fuck me, a good part of them bred my hole. I got around 5 loads. They were anonymous to me as I had no idea who would. I got some of their numbers and still have contact and fuck sessions with some of them. It was that night I realized I would never have a condom in my ass again.

Once he’d gone I checked the messages on my app. There was one from a fit scally lad in trackies. He sent a picture showing him with one hand lifting his top to reveal his perfect six pack and another with his hand down his trackies playing with his cock. I messages saying “please use me sir, I need a real man like you!”. He replied saying “too right I’m a real man, which means I don’t use condoms – but you need me so you’ll take it right?”. I replied “too right I will and gave him the address”. 10 mins later he walked in and I kissed the bulge through his trackies. He pulled me up and kissed me passionately then told me to bend over, pulled the trackies down and plunged his cock straight into me cum lubed hole deep. I gasped because he’s so big and he laughed and said “yeh, this is for me – take my dick”. He stopped pumping and handed me my poppers with his cock still balls deep in me and I took a deep couple of sniffs. Then he started pumping hard again and this time I relaxed into it and begged him for his manly cum and his DNA inside me. I pleaded “please sir, will you cum in me?” He growled and said “course I will, I’m a real man, here it comes bottom boi”. Then he slammed his dick in hard and I could feel it swell then spurt. The feeling of such an alpha blasting his load in me made me cum too. He said “good boy”. After firing more ropes of cum into me he pulled his trackies up and headed for the door. I whimpered “sir, are you…. poz?”. He laughed and said “don’t know, don’t care – raw is law – I’m a scally bareback king – you guys take me whatever – enjoy my cum and relax”. And that is what I did. I put a butt plug in to make sure this most manly of loads stayed inside me.

I'm a suffering cumdump at the minute. I might have overdone it while I was in London at the beginning of the month so am having to be a good boy waiting for sti tests and results and it's killing me not to be used right now. I was only there for 3 days but managed to get fucked by about 30 guys and I dunno how many loads, I lost count after like 15 cos drunk, poppers, crowded, dark etc. The entire weekend was just going from hookup to hookup, spending some time in a sauna, then heading to the next hookup so my guts could be constantly full of cum. Friday started off well with a Grindr hookup and huge BBC who just quietly railed me while he was supposed to be working from home, I honestly surprise myself that I can just let a 9" cock like that just slide into my insides with only my spit as lube. He came gallons too so I ended up stumbling from his flat to another hookup round the corner and then to the Covent Garden Health Spa sauna. It was decent enough but kinda dead so I just sucked off the three older guys that were there and had a relax. On the way home I organised another two hookups but they went silent on me. On the Saturday I had a Grindr meet with a guy round the corner from where I was staying, he was a total catfish but I still let him fuck me and give me my first load of the day. Then I went round Hampstead Heath as I'd never been before so scouted around and ended up sucking a few lads off, then hooking up with a hot as fuck dom breeder guy with a huge cock, he fucked me in the bushes and it was amazing, we could hear people chatting like metres away and here was this dom slamming into me and whispering filth in my ear before unloading in me. I put a vid up on my Twitter if anyone wants to see. After him I went to check out Pleasuredome and while it was alright the facilities were a bit shit, like no sling, no group room, no bondage equipment etc, just boring. I still got fucked by like 10 guys in there which was ace although one of them didn't cum as I think he was HnH. Got a really nice mix of races inside me which is something I think is cool about London. I then went out with some mates for drinks (I don't think they knew how full of spunk I must have been at this point) and after we called it a night I headed back to Hampstead Heath to experience it in the dark. Wow, what an experience it was. It was like the ultimate dark room, just hands on me or around me, guys trying to grab my dick and me redirecting their hands to my ass to show them what I wanted... Yeah I lost count of how many guys fucked and bred me there but it was great to feel nothing except a guy's grunts as he unloaded and then feel his cock slowly fall out of me, only for another guy to get his hands on my hips and slide in there. I was only there for a few hours but it was great even if a bit tough on the knees. On the way back I finally got to meet a poz master I'd been messaging all weekend, he wouldn't fuck me unless I was already loaded and so I stumbled to his, and offered up my now leaking ass to his BBC. It felt amazing, feeling that big thick cock slide into me and push all those anon loads deeper inside me, he was nicely verbal as he shot his load too. Perfect end to the night as I went to bed full of stranger's cum. Sunday was my last day and I basically just went to a few hookups around Angel area, got a few student lads breeding me which was nice but I wasn't really trying as I was worn out from the day before. Honestly though, I feel like I should feel some kind of shame for letting so many people use my body and fill me up but I can't wait to do it again! I'm thinking I need to organise something easier for next time, like just getting tied up on a bed somewhere and having a dom invite guys round to fuck me, message me if you'd be interested in helping with that!

Today, I finally got the chance to get to Club Orlando, I was the first one there. and I spent 6 hrs playing. I made the decision to bareback with anyone that wanted my hole and let them cum in my ass or mouth. I gave an oral load to a mature man, who sucked cock like his life depended on it. he fingered me while I unloaded into his hungry mouth. Over the next couple of hours, the place got busier, I was able to meet a thick cocked blue eyed daddy, who then hate fucked me in a stall with his 7” uncut white cock, we then came out and he fucked me in front of everyone, the room got too busy and we stopped and went our separate ways. I then met another mature man, while walking past his room, he motioned me to come in and I did, we proceeded to kiss, huff on poppers and then sucked each other’s cocks, he face fucked me brutally, called me all sorts of nasty names and then blew a huge load down my throat. I was hooked on the thrill, I left his room and then walked more, I found, G, who motioned me in. He wasted no time with me, we kissed, and then in no time his 6.5” cock was deep in my hole, he was loving it. Fucking me like a man crazed, I lay on my stomach and sniffed poppers while he raped my hole. He slapped my ass and choked me from behind while he fucked me, he then sped up and bred me deep, but it did not stop there, he kept on fucking and made me beg for his load and then he cum again. He slammed deep into my ass and held it there. I left and showered up, then went to the man cave, this 30 something year old guy with hairy pitts and light chest hair followed me into a booth, I sucked him hard for a few mins then turned around and had him enter my cummy hole, he held my hips and fucked me so deep it was almost painful, he held the poppers to my nose and made me take several hits. I get my head spinning as he assaulted my hole. I felt cool air and the door opened and there was another man jerking and looking in. My buddy sped up and asked where I wanted his load, and I replied inside my ass. He sped up and then stated pulsating in my raw hole, then stopped completely and pulled out, I spun around and sucked and licked his iron tasting cock off. The next guy at the door sees this and enters the room, and slides into my hole, he then pushes my head to the now cum covered floor while he took my hole, I noticed that there was cum that escaped from my hole when the other guy pulled out, so I used my fingers to pick the cum up and taste every drop. The guy fucking me saw this and was getting close he then pulled out and began shooting all over my hole about 5 big shots. He then used his finger to collect his spent cum and finger it into my hole. I picked my self up and went over to the shower area. Made a few friends and then went to the dark room, I met my friend “g” again and he fucked me like a rabbit and blew his 3rd load into my hole. I then sat down and had another guy suck my cock while I huffed poppers. I then bent him over and fucked his ass bare also. I pulled out of his ass and used the lube and ass juice from my cock to lube his cock, which he then fucked me with, I had him blowing in 5 mins while he was calling me such a filthy whore. I loved it. When he was done, I took another shower, then came back to the dark area. I then proceeded to fuck as many bottoms as I could, bareback of course, using all the juices from the other guys on my cock. I eventually blew my gas load with another mature guy, he had two used condoms with cum filled inside. We slipped them on over my cock and jerked my cock till I exploded inside. He gently slipped it off, rolled me over and then fingered every last drop into my ass….today was absolutely the best. I love being a nasty pig cum whore.

Um…dude? He does need to be sexually aware and careful, and he does owe it to the men he plays with to be honest about his status and practices. If he was last tested in April, he’s only just now at the point where he should be going back for a quarterly check, so I don’t call that a “long time” - most guys don’t get an STD screening more often than quarterly unless they think they’ve had an exposure. I can see talking a friend down from a panic, and even possibly counseling him for a better time to do a test when he was is a more sober frame of mind, but it sounds like you’re contemplating talking him out of testing altogether and talking him out of having open conversations with his hookups about sexual safety. Which is not what I would want from any buddy of mine. If you want to prevent him from spazzing out in the future, the solution’s dead simple - get him on PrEP so he can fuck much more safely and have much more reassuring conversations with potential hookups. If there’s nothing to dress him down about, there won’t be any. And he won’t feel the need to have an OraQuick after every bare shag. It’s not rocket science.

Yesterday I awoke horny but had to get my car serviced. Thankfully that only took a couple of hours, so what do with the rest of the day? Oh, I know, breeding session at the sauna. I drove to the park and ride, subway into the City and I was at the sauna by half 12. After prepping and a shower, new bottle of French poppers in hand, I headed downstairs to the "suck a thon" area. Well, it was busy! Lots of cock sucking going on. I lubed up my hole and got into position on the couch. Not 2 minutes passed before the first cock of the day entered my cunt. Tall muscly lad too. Amazing to feel a cock in me again. He went to town and after 5 minutes, the first load of the day was coating my innards. Two more cocks quickly followed, both blowing in me. There was another bottom here by now, super sexy bear cub. Stocky, stubble and just the right amount of fat to make him totally fuckable. I couldn't resist, I wanted that hole. We made out on the bench, this got me hard and I entered his cunt. It was smooth and silky, obviously pre-loaded. A sexy lad like this would be popular. I built up the tension, got close to cumming but backed off. I knew if I came I'd lose all iterest in sex and would have to leave. It was too early for that and I could sense today was going to be a good day. I withdrew, telling the lad I'd breed him later. I headed upstairs to my favourite part of the sauna, the sling in the dark room. It's super comfy, unlike most slings in sex premises. I was only in it for 5 minutes before a 30ish lad entered the alcove. He went straight for my hole, still well sloppy from my earlier breeding. I'm lucky to have a fuckable hole, most cocks that enter it blow a load and this lad was no exception. He held onto the railing as he plowed my hole, being verbal as he blew. I was dizzy with poppers by now, but wanted more. Back downstairs I went, to be greeted by 2 bottoms being fucked on the bench, including the sexy bear cub I'd fucked earlier. Standing at the upstairs level was an alpha male, stroking his impressive 9 incher. I went to the lower level and his cock appeared through the glory hole. Now oral is OK for starters, but I was there to be bred so I went over to the other side of the bench, opposite the 2 bottoms still being fucked. The alpha male followed, got behind me and rammed home his cock. What an awesome top he was, rough, verbal and hung. 3 bottoms all being fucked together, would have made a great porno. Alpha male blew a massive load into me. The cum was dribbling down my leg when he pulled out. I headed back upstairs to the dark room. There was some activity in the corner, too dark to get much detail but they were enjoying themselves. I decided to hover nearby without disturbing them, cummy hole sticking out. Nothing happened and I went to leave only for a hand to feel my hole as I passed. Mmmm, this was promising. Another muscly lad, well hung too. I leaned against the wall and another cock was in my hole. Biggest and longest one of the night. I felt the presence of his companion beside him, he was stroking his cock as his mate climaxed in me. This was going to be a tag team fuck, my favourite. I felt the contractions of his cock as he blew, he pulled out, slapped my arse and another cock was in me. He blew in a couple of minutes, awesome. I headed back downstairs, nobody around but I got into position on the bench and waited. In came a bear, mid 30s and stroking. My hole was anticipating another breeding and that's what happened. He took his time, at least 10 minutes. He pulled out and started wanking, his breathing getting faster. Thankfully he rammed his cock back into me as he climaxed, leaving another deposit of cum in my cunt. I lost count of how many loads I got yesterday, a dozen at least, probably more. I was fucked for so long that the bear cub had left by now. It was one of those afternoons where the planets aligned, lots of action, tops galore and no prissy twinks high on shit I went home a happy slut, my hole filled to the brim with cum.

I was off work on Monday and was really horned up. I haven’t been hooking up much lately—activity fell off during the pandemic and have never really picked up to my old cumdump ways again. But I really wanted some cock on Monday. Did all the prep/clean out then went on the apps to start the cock hunt. Chatted with several guys on BBRT, A4A, Growlr and Scruff but couldn’t close the deal with any of them—would get pretty far and then the guy would flake. I decided to try Sniffies despite it never being very successful for me—I live in a very suburban neighborhood and the closest guys are usually miles away near downtown. But, I was horny as hell—been edging and fingering my hole for a few hours at this point and was willing to make a long drive if it meant I got cock and a load. To my surprise, Sniffies showed another guy (anonymous profile) about 900 feet from me! Within a few minutes he messaged me. He said he was painting a house a street over from me and was horny and really wanted his cock sucked. He said he was straight and Latino (I was guessing English was a second language from the messages) and he just wanted someone to suck him off. He said he was working alone at the house and I could blow him there. He sent me a pic and he was good looking—Latino, probably about 40 with a dad bod and had a nice thick uc cock. I told him I’d walk by the house in a few minutes. Headed over there and saw him outside painting. He looked at me and I nodded and he reached down and squeezed his crotch and smiled at me. He motioned toward the front door of the house. He opened the door and walked in, leaving the door open so I could follow. I followed him into the house and closed the door. This was clearly an unoccupied home in the middle of a rehab (there’s been a good amount of real estate flipping going on in my neighborhood). It was hot & dusty (the AC wasn’t on)—no furniture and lots of fixtures covered in plastic. He faced me and unzipped his paint covered pants and exposing his cock. He was probably about 6.5”, uncut and really thick (it was of those cocks that get really thick toward the middle) with a really furry set of big low hanging balls (which I LOVE). I dropped to my knees and began licking his balls first, then moving to suck his cock. I sucked him for about ten minutes—he was producing a lot of precum, but didn’t seem close to cumming. Finally, the combination of heat and my knees on the hard, dusty tile got the best of me and I needed a break, so I stopped sucking and stood up to face him while continuing to jack his cock. To my surprise, he reached out and kissed me, which I wasn’t expecting from a straight guy. He reached around and put his hand down the back of my shorts and started groping for my hole. Of course, my natural instinct is to spread my legs to give him better access and I moaned as he brushed my hole. That seemed to turn him one and he penetrated me with his finger, which just made me moan louder. Luckily, I was still fairly well lubed from where I had been fingering my self earlier. He pulled down my shorts completely, then turned me around the opposite direction. I suddenly forgot about the heat and the dust, and I felt his uc cock head push at my hole. Between his precum and my earlier lube, there was enough lubrication. He pushed his thick cock all the way into me and bottomed out at his hairy balls. He fucked me hard for a few minutes then slowed down, but I needed it hard. I started to fuck myself hard against his cock, taking the full length at every stroke. I was like a man possessed on that cock and couldn’t get enough or hard enough. Within a few minutes I came without even touching my own cock. His pace and breathing pick up and I know he’s close—I think he asked me if I wanted him to pull out, but I just yelled for him to breed me. A few seconds later his shoots a huge load into my hole. I quickly pull my shorts up and it’s pretty clear he’s ready to get back to work. He’s back to being the straight working man again, but I’m the one with his cum in my cunt. I went home and put in my biggest butt plug so I could keep his load in me as long as possible. Needless to say, I place a much higher value on Sniffies now!

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If others have issues with your friend's honesty, it's their problem. As his friend, you need to support him and not judge him.

Goddamn I love throat fucking so much. Better if they like it (or hate it but are willing) but I can’t think of a time I haven’t gotten a few good deep forced thrusts in.

I have sniffies as an emergency app.. But I have had few encounters on it. One was my favorite was a neighbor walking his dog late night. I saw he was less that 1000 feet from where I was and he hit me up almost as soon as I logged in. He asked if I wanted to go for a walk with him and his dog I said sure and met him down the block. We walked to a park then in the woods. It was pretty dark and a little scary a total stranger deep in the woods. He tied his little dog gave him some snacks and walked me over to an opening of deep grass. He said suck me a little and get me hard. So he pulled his short down and wow i felt a hard cock. I sucked for a bit and sucked his balls. He pulled me up to pull my sweat pants down and off and pushed me on the grass. Pulled my ass up and started to lick my entire ass then at the hole he gave me a spit shower on it pulled my hips up and started to fuck me. He pumped for a good while then blew a load in me. He pulled out and stuck a few fingers in me to play with my hole. He got up and I put my sweats on and we went to get the dog which was so quiet i was shocked since i was moaning alot. We walked back to the corner and he was telling me he is married to a woman with kids and likes a side guy to play with once in a while. I have played a few times late night after with him at the same place.

I'm with you - cock as long as it is stiff, but BBC wins every time if I had a choice.

I look forward to more chapters and the "conversion of the congregation". I always enjoyed Sunday services where church members were stunned to see me just hours after I had filled their hole with toxic cum.

Hi @bluedragon, unless things have changed dramatically in the last couple of days, the vaccine programme is currently being rolled out to a much broader range of guys in London. STI clinics are proactively contacting clients they think are at high risk as well as making appointments available to those that request them, mass vaccination events are being arranged at weekends, and even sex club promoters and venues are getting involved. For example, if you go to the Vault, you can pick up a ‘voucher’ that entitles you to a walk-in vaccination at a clinic just around the corner. Most of the guys I play with regularly have now had the vaccine or at least have an appointment to get it. Anyone who’s a regular player in London should have access to the vaccine right now: it might involve standing in a queue for a few hours or taking a day off work, but in my book, that’s worth it. Outside London, I understand things are a lot more patchy.

Embrace your cumdump identity...own it and celebrate it!

Queer, isn't it, that both Father and Son are Gay? Queerer still is that the two of them have sex, and at least one of them is POZ. Daddy recently discovered he had the Bug—thought it happened on a business trip. He was taking it quite well, but hadn't told his family yet, and hadn't started Meds. Ideal candidate for a Stealth Pozzer or what? He told me about it while we were chatting after I'd fucked him with my new PA. He was hot for it, and it was my obligation to oblige. It's funny he opened up to me in more ways than one, but shut up abruptly when Son got home. I'd screwed Junior before—but never at their house. Junior recognized me immediately; and, after he got over the initial shock of seeing me with good old Dad, got a glint of Lust in those baby blues. To avoid putting Junior in harm's way, Dad had abstained from screwing him of late. Be that as it may, a guy has to look out for his interests; and I had an agenda for both Dad and Son. I got the Kid's attention by playing with myself and massaging his and Daddy's privates as we talked. It wasn't long before the Little Slut went down on me. Meanwhile I licked and fingered Daddy's Piss Slit to get him oozing once again. Pretty soon the stage was set. I moved behind the Boy and started rimming his sweet Ass while he sucked Daddy off. The Kid seemed as anxious to try out my new PA as Daddy had. I worked my Shaft in him and really started plowing his Ass—really pounding him—till telltale blotches of Blood and Shit began to polka dot my Cock. Reluctantly I turned my attention back to Daddy-O again. As I fucked Dad, I aimed his Turgid Rod at Sonny's silken Cheeks. Dad didn't buy into it at first, bucked back a lot, and almost overpowered me as I fought to keep him sandwiched between his progeny and me. Suddenly he let out a gasp; his resistance dropped to nil; and he was screwing Junior of his own volition and free will. I could tell the way his Ass Muscles clenched around my Dick, Daddy-O was getting close. To cinch the deal I whispered in his ear, "Yeah, Daddy, fuck that Ass! You know some Dude is bound to POZ his Butt. Better if it cums from you. Same Strain… same Meds.... Here’s your chance to help your Boy. Seems like you'd be savin' him a lot of grief if you were to POZ his Ass." You could see a Battle Royale in progress between Prudence and his Dick, but Fucking and gettin' Fucked simultaneously will tip the scales every time. His Ass Muscles spasmed violently as a tidal wave of Toxin spewed up the Boy's NEG Cunt. Falling victim to his own concupiscence, Daddy-O collapsed beside his Son. Maybe he was sated, but I hadn't had my fill. I rammed my Rod back in the Kid, grinding Daddy's Noxious Venom into Sonny Boy's Ass Walls—until I, too, contributed my Jizm to the Brew. Meanwhile the oblivious Young Man shot his NEG Spooge all over Dad and me. We lay together contemplating the enormity of what we'd done. While there is nothing better than breeding a NEG Cunt, converting a POZ Stud to a GIFT GIVER is a laudable pursuit. Just the possibility that Daddy may have POZZED his Faggot Son makes me want to shoot.

The men of Berlin exude a sexuality and animalistic frenzy seldom seen in the rest of the world. Lab is one of many places in that city I have shared my appreciation with those men!

I have never understood why skin color was a thing....

My thoughts were racing, and I wanted Rob so bad. But what if someone saw us. My Father was working at the school that evening as well. I just quickly said, "Sorry ... I can't." And bolted. I drove around frustrated, and finally drove home, and decided to go for a run at the park near my house. It was by the river, and had lots of trails and paths out into the countryside. I had heard about the parks reputation. A few years back, I was caught talking to a stranger by a State Cop who knew my parents. He stopped at the house and warned my parents about perverts, weenie whackers and drug dealers that hung out in the park. I think my subconscious was setting me up. I was jogging by the pump house, and saw two straight looking guys fishing by the pumphouse. The younger guy, in his mid-20s had a mustache, dark hair and looked Basque. His friend was older, more of a bear with a full beard, and light brown hair. He seems late 30s. Both jeans on, and the younger one had no shirt. It was a hot day, and I stopped a minute to take in his lean muscular frame gleaming with sweat. I would have licked him clean. I guess I stared too long. The older guy noticed my staring. "Hey you!. Take a picture. It will last longer. Fucking fag." "I'm not a fag. I just thought I recognized you guys. I was mistaken." I turned around to walk away, and was grabbed from behind, and put in a sleeper hold. I was no match, and quickly passed out. When I woke up. I had a headache, and blurry vision. But I quickly forgot the headache as I remembered what had happened, and couldn't stand up. I was tied across the pump caging, naked, and I heard a voice. "Let's teach this faggot a lesson." I tried to move, but fishing line was holding my limbs in place and the line was cutting into my arm, and my left foot not only had the cutting fishing line, but they hadn't removed the barbed hook that was threatening to sink into my flesh. The older one came at me with a belt. I flinched, but he just laughed and tightened it around my neck. The younger guy appeared in my peripheral and said, "This will help you get through lesson one." In his hand, a syringe. "Please let me go. I just want to go home." The older guy shoved my balled up sock in my mouth, and spat in my face. "I would try not to move if you don't want hurt." I should have stayed with Rob in the locker room. Anything but this.

I am glad that your case was mild and that you are feeling better

Here is the sixth part of my story. The next chapter, part 7, will most likely be the final one of this series. Don't worry, I've already started planning a new one, which I'm sure you will enjoy just as much, maybe even more. Stay tuned! ____________________________________ Part Six – Special Treatment I spent a lot of time, couldn’t even tell you nearly how much, in and out of consciousness after passing out. I can recall feeling very hot, and cold, and hot again. My head was always spinning, my body on fire, and there was always something in my ass fucking me or filling me with fluids. I had completely lost myself to the splashing and squishing sounds and feelings of the rubber, piss, sweat and cum I was bathing in, getting thrown around, pinned down and violated blissfully. My nerves were so fired up my brain was overloading with pleasure, and I wasn’t me anymore, I could only picture myself as a white fiery ball of ecstasy, and my ass hole was the at its center. I don’t know how much time had passed before I could come out of my trance just enough to realise that Daddy was standing beside me while I was still getting fucked, laying on my back and coming out of yet another black out. I looked up and saw a black rubber figure standing over me and pounding me. There was someone else than Daddy having their way with me, and I was slightly drawn back to reality. I was still feverish, but also high as fuck, in the same black rubber room, but now I could see several people around me, all dressed in rubber fetish gear, with a few leather-clad silhouettes here and there. Apparently, Daddy had called a party down there while I was passed out at some point earlier, and I was the center of attention. The man pounding my ass was completely covered in rubber and I couldn’t see his face. As I focused on him, I noticed there was a biohazard symbol, black matte against the black shiny suit, on his chest. I looked down and could see he was fucking me bareback, and I felt relief. I heard Daddy speak. “Looks like my boy is coming out of it. You ok, boy?” I could hear some light chatter and a few laughs around me. “Huh, huh...” was all I could muster. Daddy could see I had a puzzled look on my face. He smiled. “I thought I shouldn’t be too selfish, a new fuck toy with the fuck flu is such a rare occurrence that I couldn’t keep you all to myself. I brought the party down here and called a few more friends to show you off a little. My buddies here will take turns warming up their dicks with your flaming hot hole and fill you with a few more strains. Everyone here is poz, so don’t worry, not a single one of these fucks will be wasted. I also have my dear friend doctor Turner here...” Daddy turned around and pointed to a man dressed in a white latex medical uniform designed like it came right out of the 1950’s and made him look like some crazy evil scientist and gestured him to come nearer. “Dr. Turner is going to assist me in monitoring you so that we can get you as high as you possibly can be without risking any permanent damage. You are quite sick young man, and we’re going to make sure you get the right treatment.” He winked at me. “I got the best team together to take care of you. You’ll see.” He laughed for a few seconds. “Dr. Turner is a virologist and will take the opportunity to study your seroconversion and document everything. He will perform various tests and procedures on you with some special equipment. He is one of the top specialists on HIV, and of course, he is himself poz”. While Daddy was introducing me to Dr. Turner, the black figure pounding my ass was still going at it. Dr. Turner got closer to me and seemed to examine me, poking my body in various places with latex gloved hands like a doctor would do with his patient. “I’m very pleased to meet you, young man. Rick here told me a lot about you, it seems like he finally hit the jackpot. If only you knew how many times he told me about his special project of turning a young straight man like you into extreme gay sex. I could never hear the end of it! But now here you are. Rick told me you took to all of it very quickly, less than 24 hours to turn you around. That’s most impressive. You sure you’re straight?” Dr. Turner was teasing me and laughing, gazing upon my sweaty body being fucked mercilessly by a faceless rubber stud while actively seroconverting. “I don’t think I am anymore...” was all I could faintly manage to say. And it was true. As confused, high and tired as I was, I knew I hadn’t thought about women since that first time I saw Rick with his poz buddy, right before my life got turned upside down forever. Everything Rick did to me, the drugs, the sex, the brainwashing, it all made me forget about pussy entirely. Now all I wanted was cocks. Lots and lots of poz, toxic, big, veiny, hard and glistening cocks. My former identity was quickly becoming a distant memory. I was struggling to think about my past. I’m not sure how much time had passed since all this began, but I felt like my life had always been like that. And it was only the beginning. As I was pondering all of this, the rubber man fucking me tensed up and filled my guts with his toxic cum, shooting rope after rope of sweet thick poz juice deep inside me. Dr Turner gently grabbed his shoulders and pushed him away. “Enough for now, we must prepare our patient for the rest of his seroconversion session.” The Doctor snapped his fingers and almost instantly a half dozen guys started moving stuff around. I could barely pay attention as my head was still spinning and I was quite confused because of the fever and the drugs, but soon I saw a medical chair with stirrups being brought near me, and several carts with drawers and all kinds of medical items were pushed all around the chair. A couple of pair of arms lifted me from my rubber bed and before I knew it, I was all lubed up and slipped into a rubber catsuit covering me from head to toe. It was extremely tight and hugging me all over and truly felt like a second skin without any crease or loose part. Rick must have had it made to measure for me. I could feel my body temperature rise quickly as the rubber kept the heat inside, but after a few seconds I could feel air being blown on me by some invisible fan, regulating my temperature and providing relief. I was then installed on the medical chair, legs up in the stirs, ankles and thighs strapped, then my wrists, and finally my torso. In just a few seconds, I was secured and couldn’t move much more than a few millimeters. The air flow was redirected right at me so I could stay cool. The clash between my internal heat against the air-cooled rubber was very intense and unusual, but I loved it. Dr Turner got closer. “We have fitted you with a specially made rubber suit with a few features you might enjoy.” He grabbed something that looked like a needleless syringe at the end of a long tube. “There are several hypodermic ports on your suit that will let us hook you up on an IV so we can feed you nutrients, medicine and, of course, delicious drugs that will keep you awake, high and horny for the duration of this session.” He connected the tube to some metallic button that was on my arm, I could barely see it. I felt a little prick and a cold sensation. “There,” the doctor said, “we’ll fill you up with nutrients since you haven’t been eating anything in a while and likely won't eat solid food any time soon. You should start feeling better very quick. You’ll be a little more aware of what’s happening. On the other hand, I won’t do anything to lower your fever, merely stabilize it. We don’t want you to keep all your senses, after all, don’t we? Ha, ha, ha!” Dr Turner then took a black anesthetic rubber mask and raised it so I could see it well. There was a large rubber tube coming out of it and going to a machine with several gas tanks, meters and what looked like an accordion thingy. I wondered what that was for and what the doctor was going to do with this. He slowly started to lower the mask on my face. His speed was deliberate so that I could take a good look at it. The sight was intimidating, a dark rubber triangle with a hole in the middle, exhaling some unknown gas. I was getting turned on by my own fear and the weirdness of the situation. The mask was finally pressed firmly against my face, forming a tight seal. I tried to breathe but there was no air. I was surprised and started to gasp and struggle. “Calm down, young man, you are very, very sick. That’s why I must assume control of your body functions. Even your breathing will be controlled by me, starting right now.” As he said that, Dr Turner pushed on a lever, and I could hear a loud hiss coming from the machine he was standing next to. The accordion bag quickly inflated and deflated, pushing a rush of air into the mask stuck on my face, forcing me to breathe in. Once my lungs were full, the machine went into reverse and sucked all air from my lungs, just to do it all over again. If I tried to breathe myself, it wasn’t working. I was at the mercy of the machine and couldn’t do anything but let it breathe for me. I felt a rush of heat coursing all over my body against the rubber suit covering me and felt very helpless trying to pull against my bonds holding me firmly in place. While I was trying to get used to the rhythmic forced breathing I was being subjected to, Dr Turner got out of my field of view. Daddy came closer to me and started caressing and squeezing my body tenderly. I was starting to wonder where he was and felt relief seeing him near me. “You look wonderful my boy, hooked to this machine. You enjoy it, don’t you, that complete loss of control, right? Are you starting to understand what it truly means to be my slave? To be owned by me? Aren’t you glad you surrendered your life, body and mind to me? I’m so proud of you boy, so happy I found you. You’re so happy I found you too. With these bonds, with these machines, with my virus, my friends, within your slavery and submission I finally set you free. This is what you’ve been looking for your whole life. You just didn’t know where to look.” Daddy was right. Before I met him, I always knew there was something missing from my life, something I wanted but never knew what it was. I was without purpose and aimlessly going through life, completely lost and desperate. I was finally at my place. I had found my purpose and I didn’t want to change it for anything. Being reminded of this was comforting and Daddy knew it. He would use this in the future to further control me and increase my already complete submission to him. Being his slave, being owned by him, stripped of my freedom, infected with his virus, bound to him by this disease, used as an object with no way out or back to my old life was turning me on like crazy. It was a never-ending source of pleasure and ecstasy. Daddy grabbed my cock and I realized I was extremely hard, which was starting to feel unusual since all the chemicals I was taking prevented erections. The focus was pretty much always on my ass since the beginning and made me kind of forget about my cock. He started slowly jerking me off and precum started oozing out of it. He stopped. Dr Turner came back in my view, holding a clear plastic tube with a latex membrane inside it in front of my eyes to show me. “I think you are familiar with this device, as your Daddy told me. We are going to use it to further our control over your body and extract samples of your sperm throughout your conversion. Will be interesting to measure any changes it will go through. You’re going to enjoy this. No matter what we pump into your system, you will be forced to stay hard”. With that said he got the tube close to my cock, and as it barely touched the tip my cock was swallowed almost violently by the strong suction of the device. It felt amazing and I tried letting out a cry in my breathing machine, but without any control over my lungs I couldn’t manage to make a sound. The base of the tube reached my groin, my cock completely buried in the tube. The tube pulled so strongly I was afraid it would rip my cock off, but just a second later it let go of it, just to swallow it again. And just like that, I was being slowly milked like a cow. So now I was tied up, rubbered up, my breathing machine controlled, and my cock slowly milked, feeling very hot and dizzy due to the fever, at the center of a huge orgy, my legs held wide apart and my gaping and oozing hole in full view and accessible to anyone, feeling totally vulnerable. I tried to take a look around and saw several men having sex in various ways. I saw a black rubber guy fucking some dude in chaps, another pissing in a dude’s mouth. There was someone being fisted on a sling. And that was only in front of me, I could hear a whole lot more coming from the sides and behind me, but I couldn’t move my head to see. The moans and sounds fed my arousal, and I couldn’t wait to get to the next part of my “treatment”. Daddy was standing once again in front of me. He grabbed my thighs and squeezed them hard all over, smiling and moaning. “I sometimes find it a bit paradoxical how much I enjoy a rubbered boy, and how much I hate condoms and safe sex. I wish I could keep you permanently locked into a rubber suit, make you my rubber gimp. You look so sexy, all tight, slick and shiny like that. Maybe at some point I’ll permanently rubberize you. Further erase your identity and truly mold you to my will. We’ll see. But don’t worry, that latex is never getting on my dick, or any dick that will fuck you in the future.” As he was speaking, and as I was picturing myself being locked forever in this latex outfit, I could feel something changing in my breathing. Dr Turner, next to me, was pushing some buttons and my next inhale was different. Poppers! I was fed a massive dose of pure amyl once, twice, and again, and again. Ten massive hits before regular air came back. By the last hit I was seeing stars and flying high. I could feel my hope gaping more than ever and my cock somehow getting even bigger in the milking tube. The rubber on my skin felt electric and I was starting to get desperate to get fucked. I didn’t have to wait long before Daddy buried his cock deep in my ass and started slowly fucking me. “Oh god, my boy, you ass is exquisite.” He didn’t last long before emptying his balls inside me. Being fucked while hooked up to this breathing machine felt very strange and uncomfortable to say the least, as I couldn’t regulate my breathing to match what I was feeling, the pleasure and pain from having a huge dick ramming my hole and stretching my ass muscles and nerves. I just had to let it happen, but it wasn’t easy at all. Daddy got out and Dr Turner took his place. He unbuttoned his rubber trousers and got his massive cock out. I was impressed, he was just as big and large as Daddy. “Time to see what Rick was raving about. You ready?” I tried to reply but was quickly reminded that it was impossible to talk or move so I just let him enter me. His poz cock got in like it was nothing, my ass being already well prepared, stretched out and lubed with lots of poz cum and silicone oil. In under a second the doctor was completely buried inside, and he let out a loud moan. “Woah, your Daddy wasn’t kidding. Your hole is one-of-a-kind warm tight thing. I may have to schedule frequent follow-up appointments for my new patient, young boy. This is a true delicacy.” Dr Turner started picking up the pace but eventually matched the rhythm of the breathing machine so he would go in and out twice with every breath. I could see Daddy behind him fiddling on the machines. A new sequence of popper hits was administered, and I was once again flying with the doctor’s dick pleasuring my hole. I suddenly felt the urge to beg for his poz toxic cum but since I still couldn't talk, there was only a weird guttural moan coming from my throat, ripped out by the breathing machine extracting air from my lungs against my will. “You enjoy your treatment so far, boy?” Dr Turner asked with a grin. “We’re just getting started. I have brought several of my “patients” here with me. Of the top of my head, I’d say we have at least 6 or 7 different HIV strains which will be administered to you, all anally, over the next few hours. I’ll be monitoring your viral load in the coming hours, days and weeks and see what stuck. You’ll become so toxic we’ll have to contain you here forever before you become a public health hazard, boy!” He started laughing while still fucking me. I could tell he was really enjoying this scenario, which was all too real, even if it looked like he was joking. I was enjoying it just as he was. The thought of becoming so toxic I had to be contained was strangely appealing to me and turning me on even more. Daddy was hearing it all and enjoying it just as much. He got close to my ear and started whispering. “That’s right boy, you’re getting exactly what you wished for. We’re turning you into something barely human anymore. A mere object of pleasure, a rubber toxic gimp, a danger to society, a bioweapon I can use to inflict pleasure and pain. The blood and cum I’ll extract from you will be so toxic and dangerous it will attract all the bug chasers and HIV perverts all over the world. You will become a legend. How does it feel, boy? How does it feel to become what everyone normal fears but all the twisted perverts like you and me crave so badly? You are the vessel to all perversion, pregnant with the promised gift soon available to all the sick fucks who want it, either knowingly or not.” All this talk from Daddy and the pounding from Dr Turner got me so turned on that I could feel my dick starting to twitch inside the milking tube as my orgasm was exploding. The machine kept pumping rhythmically like nothing was happening, completely oblivious to my spasms and the cum I was feeding it. It never slowed down, nor picked up speed. It remained steady and pumping, mindlessly ready to collect as many loads as necessary, no matter how I felt about it. As my orgasm subsided, the pounding and the pumping kept going like nothing happened. I quickly got uncomfortable and wanted it to stop, and my Daddy knew it. He got back the machine once again and I soon felt something cold in my arm. Suddenly the breathing machine disengaged, and I could breathe on my own, just in time for a violent cough to hit my lungs, the now familiar sensation of being slammed taking me to yet another high of horniness. “Your fever has gone down a little bit in the last hour, we can try some stronger medicine for your treatment without risk. Enjoy the ride boy, you have a very long session ahead of you.” As my senses were coming back following the slam, Dr Turner picked up the pace and was now going really fast in my ass. I could feel his dick getting larger as he was nearing an orgasm, right before he exploded with a scream and shot rope after rope of poz cum deep inside my guts. As I was getting used to breathe on my own once again, Dr Turner pulled out with a satisfied look on his face, stepped back to the machine, pulled a lever and the breathing machine reengaged, once again controlling my breathing. I realized I really enjoyed the feeling of having no control over my most basic bodily functions and relaxed, letting the machine do its thing. My mind gradually disconnected from what was going on around me. I could hear Daddy and Dr Turner yelling something about forming a line and taking turns, as another rubber man with a bright red biohazard symbol on his chest was taking place in front of me and filled my ass with a new poz cock, satisfying my growing animalistic hunger fed by the slam and another round of popper breathes. Behind the shiny black and red rubber figure I could see at least a dozen guys waiting for their turn, some holding their cock, some jacking off or blowing their neighbor. My pleasure kept growing more and more until I lost track of my thoughts and sensations, riding the very long wave which seemed to have no end.

FRANKLIN SQUARE PARK CREW: Part1 – Warren the Drug Dealer Gets me high, fuck me higher *There are multiple parts to this story and all will be posted in this thread* Part 1 – Warren the Drug Dealer Gets me high, fuck me higher I first met Warren in the story - The Homeless Guys From the Video Store –Fucked up, Dicked down, Pimped out – Part 2 THE FRANKLIN SQUARE BOYS DICK ME DOWN. Dwayne and Malcolm and had pimped me out and invited Warren over who got me high, then fucked the shit out of me. Warren was black, about 25 or so, taller than me but skinny, with his hair braided in long neat rows, baseball cap tilted to the side, close cropped beard, no shirt on and white t-shirt stuffed in his back pocket when I met him. He had lots of tattoos and showed up with some white kid that he told me he had infected and was killing with his cum as he loaded me up with his toxic load in my ass. It had been over a week since my weekend with those boys and a lot had happened as Dr Mike had me quit my job, given me a contract to work for him, and set me out to find more of the nastiest infected dick and cum that the city had to offer as I had to elevate my treatment program. I had told Dr Mike about Warren and he said I needed to take a trip to Franklin Square and make sure my biohazard ass got used well and good by his crew– no limits beyond no fisting. I went to Franklin Square a couple times, walked around, and finally after asking several guys, was directed to an alley behind a high class office building that housed one of the largest political lobbying firms in the city. I could see Warren had a couple guys working for him dealing drugs who were posted at ends of the alley by the big yellow, metal bollards that protected the edges of the buildings from any trucks that might accidently hit them. The guys took care of most of business at the ends of the alley, sending a runner back to the loading dock where I was told Warren camped out to get what was needed. Folks in the park sad there was always a couple other guys hanging around with Warren who were there to protect the stash and that they were all bad motherfuckers and no one to trifle with. Unlike most alleys, this one was a dead end as it opened into a small “L” shaped lot behind the building, big enough for delivery trucks to drive in and back up to the dock and just a couple cars to park, so no one went back there who wasn’t meant to be there. The only other way out was a gated walkway between two buildings on the other side that was also covered by some of Warren’s boys. I decided to try the alley, approached one of the guys, and told him I was there to see Warren. He said, “I don’t know no one named Warren, now you here to do some business or if not, step the fuck off.” I shook my head and said, “Look man, Warren invited me personally for his own business, so unless you want me out here hollering his name to get his attention, maybe you could send your friend here back to tell him I am here?” The guy nodded to the runner kid, who took off, came back within a minute, nodded, and the guy let me pass. Even though it was about 3:30 p.m., the alley was fairly dark due to the tall buildings and I could see that Warren was waiting for me in the middle of the alley, with a couple other guys, all young, as I approached. He laughed and shook his head and said as he took the cigarette out of his mouth, “Well well well, if it ain’t my little white slut. Look boys, this here’s the cunt I was telling you about, what brings you down to Franklin Square?” Even though there were no windows in the backs of the buildings, I was nervous and did not really feel like talking in the middle of the alley, so asked if we could speak someplace more private. Warren looked around, smiled, nodded towards the loading dock and I followed him up the stairs. There were a couple folding chairs, a small box between them with an ashtray and a couple black dinner plates full of cigarette butts, a small college dorm sized-fridge full of beer and liquor with a big orange extension cord running to a side wall, and a small radio with a wad of aluminum foil on the end of the antenna playing mostly static with the occasional clip of music. Warren sat, pulled out a baggy, dumped some cigarette butts off a plate, poured out some lines and offered them to me along with a well used rolled up dollar bill. I sniffed the lines, felt the burn kick in and the rush and sat back and let out a big breath. Damn!! That shit made me horny just like that! Warren took a hit and I asked him, “Isn’t it kind of risky being back here? What if someone comes out of the building? What about the guards?” He snorted, wiped his nose and said, “Some of my best customers work in this building, and more close by, so prime real estate and they get all their deliveries early in the morning. The guards – shit – they just boys from the hood that they pay minimum wage to sit on their ass and walk the halls once every 2 hours. A little green, a little weed, some pussy of any flava on the side and these boys are no worry. Frankly they look out for us, part of the protection crew.” The plate was offered to me again, and I realized I wanted to be all in and not beat around the bush, so did another line as Warren asked me again, “So, why you down my way?” I looked Warren square in the eye and said, “Just trying to be a white slut for your cum, and you promised you could get me as much of it as I wanted, so how bout it BOY – you think you can get your shit up?” Warren laughed, set the plate down and walked over by a stack of wooden pallets that had been covered with old, blue moving blankets. I followed and looked behind the pallets at the pretty good-sized area that was partially enclosed by the pallets and a cinder block wall that jutted out. The area was about 15x10 feet and the concrete floor was covered by a bunch of flattened cardboard boxes with a couple more moving blankets strewn about. There were some old condoms scattered around, cigarette butts, used needles, and a bottle of rum, so this place clearly saw regular use for all kinds of shit. While I was taking this in, Warren unbuckled his jeans and as his 11-inch dick plopped out said, “Get your ass over here! I’ll show you what I got up!” I stepped closer, gave Warren a cocky smile, spit twice on his dick, and said, “Yeah yeah, all I am hearing is talk man, just talk.” Warren snarled at me while I unbuttoned my pants, dropped them around my ankles, and braced my hands on my knees. He shook his head and said, “Get those damn things off, I want you naked like a good slut should be,” Warren spat out. He then tried spitting on my hole, but hit my back. He spit in his hand instead and shoved a wet finger up my ass. “Oh yeah, feel that nice pink hole grab my finger – damn! You know what I like, now push that shit out so I can see what I get to run up in,” Warren said. He then stepped away from me and hollered, “Yo Tommy, bring my plate over to me,” and stepped back and spit and gave me two fingers. He was fingering my ass when I heard someone walk up. The other guy did not say a word, but Warren snorted, snorted again, rolled his wet fingers on the plate and coated them in white. As Warren then shoved his coated fingers in my pink hole giving me a Franklin Square Special, Tommy walked over in front of me. I glanced side ways at him as he came around and he was tall, skinny, had on jeans, Timberland boots, black t-shirt, and braids with a long, scraggly beard and a nice smile as he held out the plate for me with his right hand. I took the dollar bill, which now had a pretty wet end from going in Warren’s nose. I sniffed to lines, set the bill back and braced myself as the shit in my nose and up my hit and I was feeling good and fucked up. “Come on man, what are you doing back there? Trying to knit or what?” I said as I laughed. Warren’s other hand flashed out and SLAM, slapped my ass. “Shut the fuck up!” Warren growled. “Tommy, let me see that plate, going to get this fucker flying so you and me can get buck wild up on that hole, you hear me? He likes it shoved up his little pink hole, damn look at that!!! That pink hole gets nice and red and puckers right up tight!!! Jesus fuck! Wanna see me fuck him Tommy? Wanna see me tear up that hole? Huh Tommy? Wanna?” As Warren continued babbling to I began to wonder if this guy named Tommy was his friend that he said was locked up in the Prince George’s County jail. My ass was burning red hot now and I started to move away from Warren a little when – SLAM – he slapped ass again and said, “Damn it! Just stay the fuck where you at. I am going to so fucking beat that ass red later, but right now got a hot load of jizz to shove up your shitter. Give me that hole!” With that Warren slammed his dick into my resisting hole. His 11-inch black raw dick tore my skin as he forced through my ass ring. My ass burned more intently as his dick worked the white powder into my open hole. “Give me that black snake, come on now, just fuck it, fuck it! Make that snake spit, make it spit,” I said as I urged Warren on. “Yeah? You want that gutta snake spitting up in that ass pussy? Bruise that hole good for you? Gonna fuck rough you bitch, get you ready to make me some money, right? That what you want? I’m gonna run a train of nasty dick up deep into that ass” Warren asked. “Wanna make this money man some cash with a torn up pink pussy? Oh yeah, that’s it, push back on it, show me you want it, push back, open that hole, open that hole, TAKE MY FUCKING CUM, TAKE MY FUCKING AIDS CUM YOU FILTHY SLUT!!!! Warren bred me dirty, raw, and nasty and filled me with a hot thick load of his infected cum. He pulled out of my ass and I turned around to lick him clean, but before I could Tommy got on one knee, leaned in, and sucked Warren to the hilt without blinking. No gag reflex in that throat at all – fuck! He must have learned that happy little trick in prison. Warren saw me looking at Tommy in awe, laughed, and said, “Don’t get it twisted, Tommy here is all man and will fuck you till Sunday with a big black dick just a large as mine, but back here, he’s my bitch and I need to remind him now and again of his place.” Tommy finished cleaning Warren’s dick of my ass juice, Warren zipped up and said, “You two hang and enjoy yourselves a bit. I got some business to take care of and will send the boys out to pass the word that we looking for nasty, raw, and get-up-in-that-hole dick, so come place your order.” Warren chuckled as he said the last part and then headed down the concrete steps to meet up with the other boys. STAY TUNED FOR PART 2- Tommy the Freak and the Train Begins

Love chatting with other kinky people about fantasies. I am very open minded and my mind often waders to wild kinky [banned word] fantasies. Tell me what makes your cock drip. If you dont want to post it here feel free to PM me. If yours are similar to mine I will share mine also.

I was married to a woman for 17 years. I loved her then, and I love her still, and as she is the mother of my children we are still bound as family. It would never have occurred to me to cheat on her, and I never did, not once. She left not because I was unfaithful, but because we proved incompatible, in her view, though not in mine. I do not share your view about cheating being in any way “hot”. I condemn it.

An invasion of pests is an infestation...and to the OP, I'd say you're very much a 10!

I'd say it's possibly both "maturing" and "natural changing flow of life". The most important thing to realize is: there is nothing wrong with this change. (Just as there would be nothing wrong with a guy who for years had only sought "sex with connections" suddenly becoming interested in being a cumdump for randos. We change. As long as we're responsible, and don't deliberately hurt others, I don't see any issue.

Some of the symptoms of monkeypox are quite common to a range of illnesses. I don't know exactly but this was part of the checklist of questions I went through with the doctor I spoke to (see above post)

First off. I've only taken one of those yellow wiffle bats, and did that myself. I want to take bigger and harder objects though. Second: boystrangler, sir, I just have to get destroyed by you!

What do you mean? My twisted bf wants Sharon character with two twins scorpions tattooed one on the right and one on the left breast, with their tail pointing straight to the nipples. And a biohazard circling her belly button. Of course no female sexuality will be mentioned in this tale, but PozCop may tell about the symbols.

Better and better!

I love shoving a baseball bat up a faggots ass. Those have no give like a silicone dildo. I love the look af pain on a faggots face when I shove that bat in and out of their loose cunt, or when it hurts so much they beg me to take it out but I just fuck them harder with it. Love making a whore bleed a little before it takes poz loads from a bunch of strangers. Love making a faggot realize what a loose, sloppy, overused cunt it has. Fun to do to experienced fisting whores, even more fun to do to some whore for the first time. Break a new cherry and ruin that cunt.

To be really honest, yes I am addicted. As a total bottom - enough is never enough. And I am worse after i have been bred two or three times, the hamster just falls off it's wheel and I have to get more cock and seed. It wasn't a choice, I wasn't like that years ago - it just morphed into me being a cock and cumpig. If i do not get bred for a couple of days I am howling for it - from anyone.

yes. exercise raises your testosterone levels and that drives your libido. gym rat here, sexually insatiable.

Bout 5 minutes ago. He texted me while i was responding to a thread here. i anticipated Him though, so was already cleaned out. Same FB i've written about the last several posts on this thread. He's pretty much been my FB during the pandemic, and i'm grateful to have Him as a FB, He's really sweet and so full of cum. i told Him after it felt like He left a gallon of His seed in me, He replied: "that's the idea." Fuck, lucky chemistry for us. i just took a friend to the airport last night after a week long visit. A guy i love, we allgn in several areas, but His primary sexuality is oral (on ass) and using His hand. i love that too, but after a point that is foreplay for me and i have to have Cock and what comes out of it. i think i need something physical of the Man who fucks me placed inside of me..., i need to be bred. Ultimately, there is no substitute for a Man with a Cock who needs/wants to breed, and this FB is one of those types of Men, and apparently i'm His type of bottom because He keeps wanting to plant His seed in me.

This site is real. I was a bug chaser and got HIV. I love being bug chaser I went after every pause guy I could find. I chase till I had AIDS. When people ask how I got HIV I tell them I was having the time of my life.

For you 🦠☣☣☣🎁➕🤗😘

Here's chapter 10! *Author note*: Please FORGIVE me for any typos, grammar mistake or whatever trash in it; during most recent weeks it has been really hard to concentrate on writing because of my particularly overwhelming days, physically and emotionally; but I couldn't break the promise I made to my readers and followers. Hope you enjoy it anyways, publishing this makes me feel like I've climbed a mountain and reached the top. *** Part 10 - Challenges -HIV: I had just defeated the aggressive HIV strain who was trying to take my place inside Hunter’s body; when I saw the guy punching my human dad, I wondered what to do: bring Hunter to AIDS instantly, or make him faint? The first alternative was too extreme though, I could not behave like my worst enemy! So, I chose the second possibility: Hunter had to lose his senses and have his most recent memories completely erased, hoping that could be the right solution to stop his useless, random, violence. Thankfully I succeeded without any unpredictable events, and seeing Hunter lying senseless on the floor allowed me to remember when I saved my human dad’s life. My first carrier had been in serious danger. His duty was to arrest a terrifying murderer but he ended up kidnapped and locked in a cage by him, suffering every possible kind of tortures. That was the moment I understood I could give something in return to the human being who made me experience emotions for the first time. With his body under my complete control I could take any step, but I had fifty percent chances to save his life, or to cause his death! It was a race against time though, so in the end I made my decision. It was actually the right one! After PozCop lost his senses, the predator assumed his victim was dead and abandoned his poor body in the woods. Freedom, finally. I fought hard to bring him back to full consciousness, fresh air we both felt meant the worst was over so I helped him to run as fast as he could ignoring his painful wounds and so he did till he managed to find another person who called the emergency service; what a success, dad was safe thanks to me! But now, after all I’d done for him, my host hadn't given me any prize yet! Starting a new viral generation by entering another human's blood stream was not sufficient, given that my carrier took care mainly of the new guy and I was becoming jealous. “Ian is blind, HIV”, he explained one day; “he has more needs than any other chasers I gave you access to. Try talking to him, make him feel your presence, and stop whining as usual. Don't disappoint me, behave as the good virus you’ve always been towards me!” This man was only able to ask and order, convinced I could be submissive as all his chasers were but I had to show him who could be the strongest between us! “Remember”, I warned him; “I can decrease your immune system to 50 cells or even lower whenever I want. And don’t threaten me with pills as usual! Undetectable makes me powerless, but your sex appeal will also go away! We both have too much to lose!” “I am always bigger than you, HIV: 1,95 meters versus 0,1 micron; who do you think is the winner?” He was really going to challenge me, but I knew I could do nothing of what I threatened to. All his four chasers needed him alive and strong! “We have to talk”, I finally said; I knew this formula, used by humans when they needed each other’s full attention or had to start an argue. “You’d better listen to me!” “Again?” he asked, visibly annoyed; “haven't we talked enough? What do you need now?” “A name! I have been more than a friend for you and your chasers. Don’t you think it’s time to reward me?” He laughed hard, till tears came out from his eyes; “you often make fun of me, my virus. But this is the best joke I ever heard! A name? Why should I give you such a privilege?” I couldn't accept him to treat me like his slave living in his blood, so I decided it was time to increase his body temperature just to scare him a bit. “What the fuck”, he yelled; “I’m sweating as a beast!” “Listen, fucking human, fever is just the beginning of your trouble if you make me nervous. I saved you once but don’t get used to it; what on hell do you still need from me? Miracles?” He remained silent for a while, thinking. Tears were still in his eyes but this time no laugh could be heard from him. “You got it; I need a miracle. I count on this, you're my last opportunity.” I felt uncomfortable in that moment, apparently his dominant part was suddenly gone and he looked like the weakest creature of all universe. “Save her. Enter her blood stream. Maybe you can change her destiny from inside. I need you, do something to avoid her death!” Her. A woman. PozCop had only two human females he cared about, but while one was his third chaser, the other didn’t convert as I considered there was no need of me, due to their already existing blood bond. “We'll do it my way", he continued; "I don't really care what doctor’s opinions will be so we are bringing her home today. HIV help me, then I'll give you the name and place you ask for. Come on, I want you concentrated. Hurry up!” He switched from weakness to dominance, again. I had to resign, it wasn't yet time for further discussion. “But just out of curiosity”, he asked in the end; “why do you consider a name so important? Look at me. You call me dad despite my full name is Adrian and others call me Adri, PozCop, or Gifter... The last one is even better. What about you? HIV is not enough?” “Not at all”, I replied; “Every human gives a name to animals or even objects. Why not me?” “Because I should find a suitable name for you but currently I have no idea, honestly my priorities are different at the moment.” “Listen, PozCop. My request is especially for your boy. I wish he could be able to call me in case of need, like he does with his machines Alexa, Siri or whatever. Allow me to assist him!” “This is my virus”, he finally smiled. “Now let's go, your reward comes after your mission at the hospital is accomplished. Understood? Do your best!” Here it was, another advantage for me! In that moment I became aware that pills or condoms were no longer something he could use to scare me; I was able to decide his beloved people’s life or death! ---- -Ian: I woke up, disturbed by sounds; after taking two loads from Gifter that night, he plugged my hole and we fell asleep. The situation was weird though, he laid down next to me, and I heard him talking. “That song”, I smiled. “I hear the secrets that you keep, when you're talking in your sleep”. For a moment Hunter came back to my mind; it had not been long since we discussed inside his car, after he discovered I was a bug chaser. And now, I heard my gifter talking to someone about people he cared for, including me. Finally he stopped speaking but didn't move, so I took the chance and gently touched his shoulder. “Gifter”, I whispered; “wake up!” “I’m awake”, he replied turning around and pulling me in a tight hug; but when I attempted to kiss him, he pushed me away. Too late, I already felt the salty taste of tears. “Don’t cry”, I encouraged him; “every problem has a solution. Never give up, man!” “The damage is done”, he just said. “And now all I can do is wait for the inevitable to happen.” This behaviour was not like him, he wasn’t the Gifter I knew. I grabbed my smartphone which started to speak immediately and positioned it next to him; “no idea of what you’re talking about but look at this machine. It gave me independence back! My blindness has no solution but at least I can count on my device for most everyday needs. Science and technology are quickly progressing!” “And so are diseases until they end up with death!” He answered with his face pressed against the pillow, I could understand it from his muffled voice; he definitely felt ashamed of his tears! “You’re strong enough to face any challenge”, I kissed his warm shoulder trying to comfort him one more time but no further answer came from him. He got up from the bed and caressed my ass tenderly; “Sharon and I must leave for a while, honey; Hunter and Ryan are around if you need some sighted help. See you later!” No morning fuck, no breakfast together; he ran out the door and in a few minutes he was gone! Gifter never treated me like that and I had to discover what happened to him, in a way or another. To distract myself from awful thoughts, I played a bit with the plug he inserted in me after the night’s breeding session, pretending it was his dick pushing inside me; I felt lost and alone in that empty bedroom and took a decision: I had at least to have his underwear on me, to feel his scent all over my skin. I opened his drawer and explored everything inside, looking for the sexiest underwear he had; but suddenly something fell down! Fuck, a bottle. A medicine bottle. I took it in my hands, touched it, shook it too. No label was on it, but I recognized its shape. Hunter had similar meds to treat his HIV! I was tempted to open it but gave up as soon as I noticed it was sealed. Was it Hunter’s, or Ryan’s? Till a bad thought assaulted my mind: what if it’s Gifter’s instead? If he is a liar and claims to poz me while he’s undetectable? With no hesitation I called his number and he answered after a couple rings: “Hey, my boy! What’s up?” “Adrian! You owe me explanations!” I replied; no nicknames exist for me when I’m nervous, this was the first signal for him to keep his guard up. “Someone’s angry”, he said; “but I can’t talk now.” I supposed he was in the car, as I heard the engine and music in the background so I quickly took the chance: “We have to talk, Adrian. As soon as possible”; but he ended the call abruptly! I was alone, again, holding the meds bottle tight in my fingers. Leave it where it was or go downstairs to find Hunter and ask him if he’s the owner? I decided to place it in the drawer where I found it then, naked as I was, I grabbed my phone and walked downstairs to get something for breakfast. As soon as I reached the kitchen, I heard male sex sounds coming from somewhere; maybe television was turned on with a porn video, Hunter or Ryan had fun with some live streaming? Trying to guess what was happening made me hard and leaking! I had still Gifter’s plug in me, maybe it was worth forgiving him for the meds if that meant further breeding. “I’d better prepare a coffee!” I told myself fantasizing on my poz future, and reached the machine. “Press the square button on the front to turn it on, then the round one on its right side”. Gifter messaged me accurate instructions regarding that appliance, so I had no doubt about actions to perform! But while the front button produced the usual beep, I heard no sound when I pressed the other one. As every attempt was a failure, I found myself forced to swallow my pride and search for assistance; the other guys could never refuse to help me! But where to find them? Hunter’s mobile phone was off and I didn’t have Ryan’s number, so I started walking through the house. Getting closer and closer to the living room I realized sex I was hearing was not a video! Two guys were clearly panting so I started walking slowly towards the sounds. “Hunter”, I called with no embarrassment; “is it you?” No answer; only moans, panting and skin on skin slapping sounds. It was obvious the guy saw me, but they didn’t care as I could not see them! “Recharging you, slut”, the top suddenly screamed. “Let’s show the pig what he’s missing! Why don't you join in, lurker?”

OMG yes. Exceptionally so. It was always a feeling of being more pleasure than I could handle, and then slowly I adjusted into it where I just relaxed and embraced the sensations. And that usually led to starting right in again. Since I adjusted, I've had a couple cock suckers make me lose the ability to stand and I told them to go as much as they wanted. Led to a very quick recovery.

Hot and has me dripping. I would love PozDaddy to take my hole!

Good news, kinda… The rate of increase for MPX cases in NYC is going down. Last week it averaged a 6.6% increase each day. The week before it was 9.4%.

Someone I know has it in his Anus. Says it's horrible, as nearly impossible to crap, and apparently affected his prostrate, and VERY painfull to pee. Yes he can be a slut, but apparently got it from a small group of people he knew who had no symptoms.

A couple of nights ago at The Vault in London. It was naked only cruise night. I arrived late so it was busy. I stripped off except for my boots and headed for the dark room. I bent other the bench and presented my ass. Soon I was being felt up and fingered and then a hard cock was being shoved up my hole.I didn't see who was fucking me but he pumped me for a few minutes but pulled out without loading me. A bit later another cock was filling my hole. He was bigger and rode me hard. HBe was grunting and I gripped his cock with my asshole as tight as I could. It was worth it cuz he shot his load deep inside me and let all the other tops know he was seeding me. That made them more interested in my ass cuz I'd now been seeded. The next bloke fucked and loaded me quick. I was on the bench for over an hour and several(I think 7) men bred my hole. Whatever the number, my ass was dripping cum. I ended the night on my knees sucking cock. I only swallowed 2 loads but one of em was a big sweaty bear with a thick cock who flooded my mouth with sperm.

Since we're talking about TV weather 'guys' (you'll see why the quotes in a moment), there is a dude on the local cable news channel in Sarasota, Justin Mosley. If you couldn't tell before this happened, he was totally outed after this one. It's precious. [think before following links] https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7F1AhnWAhHc However, I actually like his forecasts as they're the most accurate and he explains things very well at a local level here so it's relatable. The video has been around in several forms for years, this is just one of the versions of it, and it's been included in a ton of blooper reels. If you don't laugh at this, I'll be praying for you.

Sixth chapter is out! Part 6: Meeting in person -Ian: Waking up I realized to be alone. I listened to my surroundings but every room was completely silent. "Hunter!" I screamed; but no answer came. My only possibility was to call him, so I turned both my phones on hoping to find his usual goodbyes but what I found was much, much worse: “Ian, last night was hot but gifting is not my thing. Find someone else, it’s better this way. Goodbye. Hunter.” No way to reply, he could have blocked me and his number was not reachable. He even packed all his personal belongings he used to leave here when spending the night at my place! Sad, disappointed, I didn’t really know how to feel about it all so I decided it was time to wash all emotions out; my hole still hurt from the night before, so I took the chance to give it a clean up with some fresh water. After shower I began to feel at least more relaxed and I thought about what my neighbour always said regarding my blindness: “you manage to turn all failures into opportunities”. Maybe this was the case, too? It seemed that destiny decided I had to find a better gifter! But for now I needed some physical pleasure to let every negative sensation flow out of me. I opened my nightstand drawer and got my favourite sex toy; it was shaped as a huge penis, with a switch at the base but turning it on did not cause any vibration: it was remotely controlled through a smartphone, by myself or even a partner running the same application. That was my way of sexting with a guy I met on Internet who claimed he converted 3 chasers out of 3. I laid down naked on my bed fucking myself on the silent dildo; without vibration it really meant nothing to me! Leaving it inserted I took my second phone and went into the usual chat; PozCop was on line! -- BlindChaser: Hi, I’m horny as fuck! Can you help me? Toy already in place. PozCop: Fuck yeah! I’m very close to you now! BlindChaser: What do you mean? Please turn the vibe on! -- Nothing happened for a while, then a message arrived: “Stay there and wait! No toy needed, no cum wasted today.” I had just relaxed trying to reorder my feelings, when someone knocked at the door. Three firm, loud knocks. It couldn't be my neighbour, we agreed that when she needed to enter my house without keys she knocked four times, fast. Another three, four, five knocks: I ignored them and patiently waited: if they're ball-busters they'll go away fast enough. After some minutes, though, I heard some foot steps coming from outside and finally the door being unlocked. “Hunter, what’s the fucking matter with you!” I asked. “You scared me off!” The door remained open and steps were approaching but no one spoke. “Is it you, Sharon?” I hoped it was my neighbour, but those steps were too heavy to be hers. “What the fuck!” I grabbed my phone, ready to call emergency service for help, when I heard the door shutting and a person coming closer and closer to my bedroom. “Finally we’re here. Me and you”, the stranger's voice said. He was currently standing at small distance from my bed! “Ian, don't be afraid. I'm more than a friend for you!” That voice seemed familiar but I was not sure enough, I still felt scared as hell. “Fuck yourself, bastard, get your ass out of here or I call…” “Hey, hey, BlindChaser, calm and cool. Who are you going to call? The cops? Don’t waste your time, a policeman is already here!” Oh, fuck, that voice, the more he talked the more I confirmed my assumption: my gifter of dreams was really close to me! “I had enough of remotely pleasing you with a smartphone”, he said; "now it's time for you to show me your true intentions!" “Who on hell gave you my keys?” I asked, still frightened. “And above all, who are you?” “My name is Adrian, Adri for friends, and...” With no embarrassment, he sat on the bed next to me placing his hand on my back. “I'm PozCop”, he whispered at my ear. “And together with my chasers I'll help you through your conversion journey.” I felt completely vulnerable to that man; I had no courage to touch him or shaking his hand but his voice was sexy, charming and deep! “Hey boy! What's the matter?” he asked, coming even closer; “did you turn into a shy guy? Let me have a look at this hot body of yours!” I blushed a little, as except Hunter I had never heard a man giving me a compliment about my body so I decided to take it easy; “let’s see where this goes”, I thought while his warm hands were exploring my shoulders. “I feel tension here”, he said, “it’s time to relax a bit.” His fingers felt strong and gentle at the same time, it was clear he was experienced with massages… Or seduction! I was starting to get hard and he was clearly noticing it, although I was trying my best to compose myself. “Someone’s hungry”, he teased me, starting to kiss and lick all over my body; That man was really hard to resist! “You taste good”, he said, “but your shower gel’s flavor is too childishly innocent. Let vanilla and honey go to neg drama queens; an insatiable bug chaser like you needs something stronger, at least when I’m around.” “How disgusting!” I protested. “Are you asking me to stink as a dirty pig?” He laughed hard at me and I felt his body completely over me, heavy as he was. “Not at all”, he whispered, his lips closer and closer to mine. “Hunter is a dirty and stinky pig, I am a superior DNA and I want strong flavors on your skin! Mint and ginger should be better, you will discover how your hole and dick feel fresh and seducing with that gel soon enough.” I couldn’t help myself and made my move, breaking the space between us; my arms and legs wrapped around him, our hard dicks touching each others, I kissed him passionately as I never did before; it was so different from Hunter’s lovemaking, this man’s tongue literally invading my mouth was pure dominance and I felt truly complete, for the first time. I would have even paid to feel him naked, but his strong hands exploring my body made me suppose it wasn’t appropriate trying to take his clothes off or asking why he was still dressed. “Good start”, he smiled breaking the kiss. Looking back I did not recognize myself, I had just let a stranger enter my house and lay on the bed where I made love with my boyfriend! “I know what’s your feeling”, he continued while squeezing my ass cheeks with his warm, strong fingers. “Now you have a real gifter replacing your undetectable boyfriend, I can still feel his meaningless scent on your pillow.” “It’s the first time”, I replied blushing. “I have never cheated on him but it’s so thrilling to have a different man in my bed!” “From this moment on, you’re free! No one can judge your sexual life; except me, of course.” Without saying anything else, he grabbed my shoulders and made me roll on my back. “Let me in”, he commanded, “I want to try that hole of yours.” I bent my legs upwards, exposing my ass; it was still sore since the night I spent with Hunter but PozCop seemed not to care. He roughly pushed a finger in me without any spit or anything else and blocked my moves with his free hand when he noticed I was trying to reach the lube bottle above my nightstand. “No artificial fluids, boy”, he ordered. “I’m not here for cheaters. Natural contact, or nothing!” He inserted another two fingers and I pushed, to give him more access; “you’re still bleeding a little”, he warned me; “at least Hunter wrecked you good! But you need to be stretched open for my superior organ to enter, I don’t want you to feel pain when I’m all the way in.” A fourth finger in my hole made me actually yelp in pain so he withdrew them all; “no, no, boy. You are not yet ready for my virus!” Weird comment, as far as I could know: every bug chaser story I read on the Internet described tops wrecking holes even with toothbrushes to make they bleed, and now PozCop is scared by some droplets? “I notice you take care of your fuck hole and keep it always clean. This is a good start to be a chaser of mine but you’re still far from ready.” “I told you”, I replied. “There’s lube! Now make me touch your supposed superior organ, at least, please. I’m curious!” He stepped backwards and took his hands off me: “Fuck tool is mine and I decide when, and if, give it to someone. I said, you’re not yet ready and not authorized to make sexual requests to me!” “Listen, PozCop or whatever. If you beave like this it means your dick is not that great as you pretend. So, as far as I’m concerned, you can go fuck yourself.” “Tell me, is this what you want?” He asked standing up next to the bed. “I take your answer as a final rejection for me and my gift and, if so, there is no turning back!” He dropped a set of keys on my nightstand, then guided my hand on it: “I got these keys from a person you perfectly know, so I give you two options.” “These are Hunter’s”, I protested; “you should give them back.” “Now they’re mine because I am in control”, he said holding my wrist tight. “Look at me… Oops, sorry, listen to me: first option, you send me away and stay here on your own with your negative life forgetting PozCop, I’ll block you from every network and your keys are yours. And in this case, you’ll lose your friend Sharon too.” Why was he mentioning my neighbour? Had Sharon truly something to do with this man? I gasped, but he held my wrist even more firmly; it was really not the case to protest or ask questions! “I am very sorry sir… No, I don’t want to stay neg much longer! Tell me option two!” “Good boy”, he smiled. “Second option is that you can become a family member, but first I have to prove you’re worthy of my strain!” “I want to poz up”, I almost sobbed, “but my boyfriend and future gifter just dumped me with a cold farewell message.” “Yeah”, PozCop laughed. “I forced him to do that, you deserve something better than a hybrid HIV strain like Hunter’s. A smart guy as you are, must carry a smart virus!” My parents had tried to decide every aspect of my life, and now this man was doing the same! No one had the right to destroy my relationships or friendships in that way! “Ian, little chaser, open your eyes. And ears, if needed. If you two actually matched, Hunter should have already converted you good. But if he’s undetectable and especially if you didn’t tell him about your desire till yesterday, it means you’re not made to develop the sacred bond of team poz together. Accept it, you have me now and I’m all yours.” “Your voice, your touch”, I whispered to him. “I feel so right in your arms… I would like to call you Gifter!” “Of course you can”, he assured me and surrounded my naked body with his arms again. “But from now on, I am the only poz person who can touch you; then, one more thing…” I was fed up of talking and I pushed my hips back towards him, wondering why he didn’t make the first move for something sexual; “you are afraid of fucking a blind guy?” I took all my courage to ask that unpleasant question. “My eyes don’t work, but you can count on what’s left! My body is fully functional and horny as fuck!” “No, no, no, chaser Ian. You got it all wrong! I’m super excited too, but I keep it under control as my role is to guide you through this journey preventing the possibility of any regrets when it’s too late. You want to call me Gifter? So, I must be sure I’m the one who converts you.” “I respect conditions given to me”, I told him holding out my hand towards him. “And I am a Scout, so I am aware about the importance of promises.” He gripped my hand vigorously, there was no doubt about who was controlling the situation. “Words are nothing”, he said. “Now make your choice: you stay with me and let me ensure you abstain from sex till I decide otherwise, or you keep your sexual freedom but go on PrEP and stay neg till I want you to. Anyway, I’m going to teach you how to control your horniness. Ready, my chaser?” I could only answer yes, sir! “Perfect”, he grinned at me holding my shoulders. “Get dressed, then I help you packing your things. You’re going to leave this horrible house. Follow me, life is long!”

The Heath is a 15 min walk from Hampstead Station (Northern Line), regular buses can take you back into Central London at night. Point to a place called Jack Straw’s Castle, next to that you’ll see a track and a car park, follow that and head down the stairs. Most action happens in the “darkroom” now. Turn right when you get to the bottom of the stairs and shortly you’ll see an open space on your left - if you see a path and building on your right you’ve gone too far. Walk through that and in between the trees you’ll find a path, follow the sound of guys fucking and you’ll reach the darkroom. There’s usually loads of guys walking around and heading to the same place so you can just follow them. The famous fuck tree can still be fun sometimes, there’s proper directions on Squirt. I would recommend using Squirt if you don’t already, it’s a good way to know who’s there. You’re almost guaranteed to get some action in the evening/night though. Daytimes can be fun too.

Sucking the guy who is next in line, then sucking the dirty cock that just finished.

I love it all as well but the ultimate is when he cums inside me and I know it. It’s the completion of the act. It makes me feel complete.

At the top of the stairs was a short corridor and on the left was a TV room playing porn. I had, of course, looked at plenty of porn in the secrecy of my bedroom, but seeing naked guys having sex on a big screen was exciting. I was also quite shocked to see they weren't using condoms as the camera zoomed in on a thick cock ploughing a gaping arsehole. A very old man sat on a sofa watching the film. He was naked and playing with a large, thick cock. He stared at me as I came in and emptied the bin of tissues with shaking hands. My cock was hard in my shorts and I could see him looking at it. Then he licked his lips and winked at me, all the time stroking his erection. I left him there, and went next door on shaky legs. The door was closed, and I heard someone gasping and grunting and a voice saying "Yeah...fuck him... that's it. Do him good." I didn't know what to do, but I was supposed to empty the bins, so I opened the door and went in. There was a large, circular bed in the middle of the room. A small, plump old man was kneeling on the edge being fucked by a tall thin man with shaven pubes as the third man lay on his side on the bed stroking his head and feeding him his cock. "Fuck him." He said again. I was shocked, and excited and embarrassed all at the same time, and stood there stupidly with my plastic bag, not knowing what to do. The tall, thin man who was fucking smiled at me and said "Don't mind us...ooff that's nice...you must be new?" He was so nonchalant I said "Yes, I'm Timmy" In a voice thik with excitement. "Good to meet you. I'm Sid" He said. He drew his cock out of the arsehole and I saw it was glistening with lube and bare. "is it still raining outside?" He said. I couldn't believe he was so casual, carrying on a conversation about the weather as he barebacked the fat arse in front of him. I found myself standing next to him, watching, as the third man opened a brown bottle. Suddenly, the room was filled with an aroma which made my heart pound and my cock even stiffer in my shorts. "Not gong to University, then?" He said, his hand feeling down the back of my shorts and caressing my arse. "N..no." I said. What is this? I thought. But his voice was so calm, so seductive I began to relax and diddn't resist as he took my hand, lent back and got me to feel his cock where it entered the kneeling man. The third man sat up and swung round onto the edge of the bed. "Good to meet you." He said. "Has Bill put the kettle on yet?" As he spoke, he casually grasped my shorts and pulled them forward and down, releasing my cock which sprang up like a poker. "Oh very nice" He said matter of factly. And then he took it into his mouth and I felt myself being sucked for the first time. I gasped, even as Sid leant down, picked up a crumpled tube of lube and squeezed some on his finger. "Yeah,

Part 19 - A Side Job Mark and Eric were sitting at home sipping a glass of wine when a message popped up on Mark’s phone. He quickly took a look. He had been waiting all day for a word from Joe and Aaron. It was from Paul. “Want to earn some easy money?” Mark responded “Uh, oh. how?” Paul sent back “Got a client who wants tops 2 breed him and partner. $1k each for 2 hrs. u and eric want to join me?” Mark shook his head and asked Eric if he was up for it. Eric said “Fuck no.” Mark picked up the phone and started typing “Sorry, Eric says no” and right before he hit send, Eric said “Well, maybe.” They talked about it for a few minutes and Mark called Paul to get more info. Paul answered all of his questions like he was buying a refrigerator - very business like. He got Paul’s address and explained to Eric “It’s a last minute gig he got. We’re to wear nice casual clothes, the client is very rich. Both the client and the partner are neg and want to get filled with unmedicated poz cum. It’s a one night fuck and we are gone, no fuck until they convert, unless they hire us again. Paul thinks we can breed each guy once, so they each get three toxic loads in them. We need to be there at 9 pm, so we have to get ready now.” They quickly showered, dressed, grabbed a backpack of toys and drove over and picked Paul up at his apartment, which was definitely not your normal student housing. It was an upscale apartment complex with pools, tennis courts, gym, etc. Paul had his gym bag, but instead of a stripper outfit inside it had a variety of sex toys, bondage cuffs, ropes, blindfolds. It was stuffed full. Paul gave each of them a viagra and they shared a bottle of water to wash it down. Mark drove over a few suburbs and pulled into the driveway at the client’s address and was amazed at the sizes of the mansions. Paul called the client to let them know they were at the front gate and soon the gate opened. He drove up to the front of the house and parked next to a new Ferrari. They walked to the front door and before they could knock the door opened. Standing before them in a monogrammed bathrobe was an athletic middle aged guy, Mark guessed early fifties, with a full head of salt and pepper hair. He had a simple but large diamond stud earring in each ear and a couple rings on each hand. The man looked the three of them over and said “You look absolutely delicious. Please come in.” They followed the man down a hallway to a staircase, down the staircase to a lower level and down another hall to a door. Mark thought “I hope I can remember how to get out of here if this goes bad.” The man said “Gary is waiting in the playroom here. Across the hall here is a room you can remove and put your clothes in. Oh, how rude. I am Greg. I hope you will try your best to make sure our future isn’t so negative. We only have a few limits - no permanent marks, no broken bones, no scat and no pictures. Discretion is required. I hope that is acceptable.” Paul looked at Mark and Eric and they nodded and he said “Yes it is.” The man pulled out an envelope and handed it to Paul and said “I will be in the playroom, please join us when you’re ready.” He opened the playroom door and walked in as Mark, Eric and Paul went into the other room. Paul quickly counted the money and smiled. $3000. He handed Eric and Mark their share and started to undress. Mark whispered in Paul’s ear “I have a special PA that I just got, should I wear it?” and showed him the mace balled PA he got when visiting Joe. Paul grinned and nodded. Mark finished undressing and swapped the ring in his cock yelling “Ow!” as he tightened the ball on the ring. He put on a leather harness and put his boots back on. Paul was naked except for two wide leather bracelets with biohazard symbols sewn onto them. Eric was dressed like Mark, with leather boots and a black leather harness. Eric looked at the new PA in Mark’s cock and said “oh my fucking god, you are going to rip them up.” Paul agreed and said “Just fuck them for a minute with that thing then remove it or put the other one in.” Mark grabbed the normal ring and slid it into his boot. The guys walked across the hall and entered the playroom. It was larger than Mark’s whole apartment and filled with numerous devices. There were crosses, fuck benches, slings, cages, a piss play area with showers, a tub with a large tank next to it with a hose, a rack that had numerous whips and other gear hanging from it. Mark could look around for hours at all of the equipment, but they had a job to do. Paul walked up to Greg who was laying on a fuck bench next to the other guy, presumably Gary. Gary was about the same age as Greg, but in very average middle-aged shape with several extra pounds and a belly. He had a bald spot starting to grow on the back of his head and a simple tribal arm band tattoo on each bicep. Gary had several welts on his back. Both were naked. Gary was already strapped down with hand and ankle cuffs to the bench. Paul picked up the fur lined leather cuffs and locked Greg on as Gary watched and whimpered. Mark walked over to Gary and checked the cuffs and made sure they were secured to the bench and allowed very little movement. The three poz guy’s cocks were stiffening by the second partially from the viagra but also from the scene that was unfolding. Paul looked over the two clients and walked over to a rack and picked up two ball gags. Paul stood in front of Greg and said in a calm voice “Greg, I want you to tell me what you want from our session here tonight in clear words, no innuendos.” Greg said “I want you and your partners to use me for your pleasure and fill me with your HIV positive cum and infect me.” Paul leaned down and strapped the ball gag on Greg’s head. He moved over to Gary and stood in front of him. “Gary, I want you to tell me what you want from our session tonight in clear words, no innuendos.” Gary cleared his throat “Sir, I want you and your friends to use and abuse my body to infect me with HIV.” Paul then asked one other question “Gary, are you doing this of your own free will?” Gary said “Yes, Sir.” Paul smiled and strapped the gag on Gary’s head and slapped his ass. Paul motioned to Mark to move behind Greg and said “We are about to begin. There is no turning back. Shake your head now if you want us to stop.” Paul waited ten seconds and then nodded to Mark and Eric. “This next step will be painful, but it will help ensure infection.” Paul pointed at Mark and said “Go”. Mark circled Greg’s hole with his finger and pushed in easily. He was already lubed and ready to be fucked. He rubbed his spiked piercing on Greg’s hole and Greg whimpered loudly around the gag. Slowly he pushed in until he felt his cockhead pass the first ring. Mark paused a moment and then grinned and grabbed Greg’s hips. He thrust in all the way, feeling his body slam into Greg’s ass. A scream filled the room and Greg fought against his restraints. Mark could see the sweat pour from his body as he held his twitching cock deep inside Greg’s hole. The screams continued and he could feel the hole get slicker and assumed it was a mixture of blood and his precum. After only two strokes, he pulled his cock from Greg’s cunt. It was covered in blood and Mark decided that he had done enough damage. Greg was still writhing on the bench as Mark moved over behind Gary. Gary was squirming on the bench as Mark rubbed his pussy with the bloody piercing. He followed the same steps - push past the ring, pause, then slam all the way in. Just as with Greg, the screams from Gary filled the room. Mark started to slowly fuck his hole but after only one stroke, Gary went silent and limp. Paul checked him and then gave Mark a thumbs up sign. Mark gave one more stroke and pulled out. Paul pointed at Eric and he got up behind Greg and thrust into his bloody hole. The screams from Greg slowly turned to grunts as Eric pounded his hole over and over. He jabbed in different directions and found the right position to hit Greg’s prostate. After twenty minutes of constant pounding, Eric started to jackrabbit Greg’s hole and with one hard slam, unloaded his virus filled cum into the shredded chute. Pulling out, Eric’s cock was covered in dark pink cum. He wiped his cock off with a towel and rested a while. Mark had removed his spiked PA and decided to fuck without the regular one for the rest of the session. He stood back and watched Eric pound Greg. When Gary came to, Paul leaned down and whispered in his ear “Are you ok?” and Gary nodded yes. He then whispered “Do you want us to stop?” and he shook his head no. With that, Paul moved behind Gary and drove his cock in all the way. He fucked and drilled Gary’s hole until he couldn’t wait any longer and pumped him full of his toxic baby makers. The guys took turns fucking then breeding Greg and Gary until both had received three loads of viral cum and copious amounts of precum. They had been at the mansion for over two hours. After the last load was dropped into Gary, Paul inserted plugs into both of their asses. The guys went over to the shower area and cleaned off the blood, cum and sweat off their bodies and went to dress. Ready to leave, Paul went over to the playroom and removed Greg’s ball gag and unlocked the cuffs that held Greg on the fuck bench. Mark and Eric were watching from the doorway to see what happened. Greg slowly got up and it was obvious he was in a lot of pain from the destruction of his ass and from being locked in one position for a few hours. Paul helped him stand up straight. Greg looked at Paul and said “My boy, that was the most amazing fuck I have ever had. I am sure you and your friends have given me the gift I want so badly and have never gotten from regular sex. You tip is in my robe. Please take it with my and Gary’s thanks. You can show yourself out while I stay here to recover.” Paul looked at Greg and said “Thank you. You should leave the plug in over night and let the cum absorb. If you are still bleeding in the morning, you should see a doctor. You got a bit more torn up than we planned.” Paul took the envelope out of the robe and the three walked back down the hallway, up the stairs and found the front door. Getting in the car, Mark exclaimed “Holy fuck that was twisted! I hope they are ok. That PA really tore them up.” Driving home, Paul opened the second envelope and counted out the tip. “Damn, I guess we did a good job. There’s another three grand in here. That means we each took in two thousand dollars for a nights work.” He handed Eric and Mark’s share to Eric and sat back and relaxed. When they got to Paul’s apartment, he got out and said “Thanks, guys. I couldn’t have done that gig without you. I hope you enjoyed it. Mark, I’ll see you at work Monday.” Mark and Eric drove home in silence, a bit stunned. Once inside the apartment, Mark threw their clothes in the washer and cleaned the harnesses and piercing. He set the mace piercing on the book shelf in the living room thinking “This is never going to be used again. It really is for show only.” He picked up his phone which he had left on the table while they were out. There were six missed messages. Reading through them he saw: Joe: pozzed and gono. thx Aaron: I am HIV positive, have gonorrhea and syphilis too. I want to die. Dennis: Thanks for helping me get pozzed. its official now. so happy Steven: I got it. no more dreaming about it Kyle: we are all poz now. thanks 4 ur help Joe: hanging at Dennis’s. watching Aaron. he’s not good with it Mark thought “It’s almost 1AM here so it would be 3AM at Joe’s. I’ll call him in the morning.”

Tell your dad to get vaccinated and get back to fucking you. I had Hep B years ago - ironically back when I was avid about safe sex. My body was able to clear it without medication. In fact I didn't even know I had it, though I did notice the whites of my eyes were a bit yellow. To everyone - if you haven't gotten vaccinated for Hep A & Hep B - do it next time you see your doctor. If they ask why you want both vaccinations just say you're gay. If they push it, say you like to rim ass. Another friend of mine almost died from Hep B - it can be very serious. Luckily for him he got a transplant just in time.