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Part 12: Will Meets the Third Member “You’re back,” Dominic exclaimed. He was standing in the doorway wearing nothing but a jock strap. It was good to see him. It was good to see so much of him. “One of these days, you’re going to open your door like that, and it’s going to be a scout selling cookies,” I told him. “Until then, get in here. I’ve got a surprise for you.” “I’ve got one for you,” I told him. “Is it about your brother?” I nodded. “What happened?” “I fucked him a few times,” I told him, noticing his hand reaching down and fondling his jock which was straining to hold his cock. “I tried to wear a condom so I didn’t poz him.” Dominic shivered, sticking out his tongue. “I hate even hearing the word ‘condom.’” “Well, he took one and poked holes in it so it would rip.” Dominic’s hand stopped moving, his dick shooting straight out at me, a bead of precum flying out and landing on the front of my pants. “He stealthed you?” “Not like you did,” I said, trying not to sound harsh, “but, yes.” “Why?” “He said he likes risks, and he saw this as a hot risk to take.” “God,” Dominic said. “I need to meet this brother.” “M. E. E. T?” I asked. “Or M. E. A. T?” “Both, definitely both.” “I’d rather not talk about it right now,” I told him. “Are you feeling guilty?” he asked. “If he ends up poz, it’s because he wanted it. You said he knew it was you at the glory hole. He still had you suck his dick. When are you going to realize that everything that happened was because he wanted it to happen?” I knew Dominic was right. Still, I couldn’t understand the situation. I didn’t know what I would do if I got a call from Jay, telling me that I’d pozzed him. Would he even try to hide it? “I missed you,” he finally said, leaning in and kissing me. I had missed his lips. I had missed his voice. I could feel his erection pressed against my leg. I had missed his dick. “Now, about your surprise.” “If it’s piercing my dick,” I started, “I’m still not sure if I’m ready for that, especially tonight.” “It’s not that,” he assured me. “Something happened while you were gone.” “What do you mean?” “You told me to behave,” he said. “And I tried my best. I really did. It wasn’t entirely my idea, but, admittedly, I didn’t put up too much of a fight in the end.” “What are you talking about?” “I think I just need to show you,” he said, taking my hand. He led me back toward his bedroom where the door was closed. “Now, just remember what I said, and know that this was entirely his idea. He knew what he was getting into.” “He who?” I asked. Dominic opened the door, revealing a naked man on the bed, his arms and legs outstretched, tied to the four corners. “Pastor Kline?” I said, my voice catching in my throat. “Welcome back, Will,” he said, a huge grin on his face. I slammed the door shut, pulling Dominic away from his bedroom. “What the fuck, Dom?” “Let me explain.” “I told you not to go after him.” “I didn’t.” “He’s naked in your bed.” “He came after me.” “Do you really expect me to believe that?” “Yes,” he said. “I told you that I thought he was secretly gay. I’ve watched the way he talks to you. Not only that, but I watch the way he talks to half of the men at your church, and he practically salivates over them. I swear, the one time the three of us were talking, he started getting a boner.” “He’s married.” “He doesn’t lover her,” Dominic said. “He told me. He said he married her because he felt like he needed a wife. He’s been jerking off to gay porn for decades. That’s the only way he’s been able to fuck her and have any kids.” “How did he end up here?” “He stopped me after church on Sunday, saying he wanted to talk. I couldn’t say no. I’m still keeping up appearances. We met at his office and he asked me questions about myself. Am I married? Am I in a relationship? Was I sexually active? Then he asked about us.” “About us?” “He said he noticed that we were getting really close,” Dominic said. “I guess me coming over to your apartment after you started converting tipped him off.” “Are you sure you didn’t open your door wearing only this?” I asked, pointing at his jock. “He threw himself at me,” Dominic said. “Almost literally. He locked his office door and started circling around me. He said he knew I was gay and thought that you were too. I thought he was trying to blackmail you or something. When I tried to stop him, he said he was attracted to me and then rubbed his hand over my crotch.” “Pastor Kline did that?” “The man’s got a good grip,” he said. “He’s a good kisser, too.” “You kissed him?” “He’s naked in my bed, Will. Yeah, I kissed him. Well, he kissed me.” “In his office?” “His secretary almost caught us.” “I don’t believe this,” I said, taking a seat. The realization that I had just seen Pastor Kline naked hadn’t completely hit me yet. I had been in so much shock that I hadn’t noticed anything other than his face. As I imagined going back to open the door, peaking at the rest of his body, I found myself getting hard. I remembered when Pastor Kline had first interviewed me. He had said that I was attractive. There were also other times when I thought I could feel him staring at me. Originally, I thought he had been judging me, trying to see if I was good at my job. Now, I realized he had been checking me out. “Have you,” I started, trying to form my thoughts, “fucked him?” “Not yet,” Dominic said. “Really?” I asked. “Wait, does he know that you’re poz?” “He does,” Dominic said. “Is that why you haven’t fucked him?” “He wants to be pozzed,” Dominic said. “Just not by me.” There was moment of silence between us as I realized why I was finding Pastor Kline in Dominic’s bed on the day I arrived back home. “He’s been waiting for you to get back all day,” Dominic told me. “He says he wants you to poz him.” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. “You’re sure he knows what pozzing is?” “More than what you knew when I pozzed you.” “I can’t get my head around this,” I said. “I mean, he’s my boss. He’s Pastor Kline. The man looks a bit like my dad.” “You did just fuck your brother,” he reminded me. The idea of fucking Pastor Kline, while initially horrifying, was sounding hotter and hotter with each passing second. Not only would I be pozzing someone, it would be a married man. It would be the lead pastor of our church. Two pastors fucking. “Looks like your mind is made up,” Dominic said, pointing down at my crotch. My dick was bulging against my pants. He was right. I knew what I wanted. I stripped off my clothes and followed Dominic back to his bedroom. “Have we come to a decision?” Pastor Kline asked as the door opened and Dominic entered inside. Upon seeing me, naked and sporting a boner, a large smile spread across Pastor Kline’s face. “Looks like we have. I’ve never seen anything more beautiful.” “You’re sure you want this?” I asked, rubbing my dick, precum oozing out. “You see this tattoo on my chest. It’s the same one that Dominic has. It means we’re poz. We’re HIV positive. If I fuck you, you’ll be infected and you’ll be poz too. Is that what you want, Pastor Kline?” “Call me Mark,” he said. “And yes. It’s what I fucking want. I want you to fuck me and cum inside my hole, knocking me up with your poz babies.” My dick jerked at the sound. “We don’t wear condoms,” I said. “I don’t want anything between us, Will,” he said. “I want to feel your cock slide into me, tearing me open, making me bleed.” “My dick is eight inches,” I said. “Dominic is ten.” “That’s the size of a real man’s dick,” Pastor Kline said. “Eight inches. Ten inches. Whatever.” “How big is your dick?” Dominic asked. “Not even five inches,” he said. “It’s not worth fucking with. I don’t want to use it again. If I could lock it up and throw away the key, I would.” “That could be arranged,” Dominic said, winking at me. “You want me to be the one to poz you?” I asked, stepping closer to the bed. “Yes, sir,” Pastor Kline said. “I want your cum in my ass. I want your strain in my veins. I want you to claim me. Both of you. I’ll be your faggot pig whenever you want. I’ll take all your loads. I’ll do whatever you want me to do. Please, fuck me.” “We will,” Dominic said. “You won’t leave here without having several loads of poz cum in your ass.” “Exactly what I want to fucking hear,” Pastor Kline said. “Will,” Dominic said, “go to the fridge and get my special lube. I’ll undue his legs so we can fuck him properly.” I nodded, knowing exactly what he wanted. In the fridge I found a water bottle in which there were several loads of poz cum collected. I opened it and smelled the sweet scent of cum. It made my mouth water. As I returned, I found Pastor Kline’s ankles free, the ties that had him secure now holding his legs up, exposing his hairy hole. His body was covered in gray hair. Even though he was older, I could tell that he took care of himself. He wasn’t muscular, but I could tell that he had at one point been a very attractive man. To be honest, he still was. “You know, Mark,” Dominic started, “the last ass Will fucked belonged to his brother.” Pastor Kline’s eyes grew wide. He looked to me for confirmation. “I was his first gay fuck,” I said. “That’s fucking hot,” Pastor Kline said. “I need you to fuck me. I need your cum in my hole. I want to feel you shoot deep inside, filling my guts.” “You’ll get it,” Dominic said. “As Will fucks you, I’ll be fucking Will. As he cums, I’ll cum. All that I have given him will go from me and into him, and from him into you. Your corruption will be complete.” “Do it,” he said. “Claim me.” “We will,” I said, crawling onto the bed. I poured some of the cum from the water bottle onto his balls, watching as it dripped down to his hole. I stuck my fingers inside, forcing him open. “You want it rough?” “I want you to hurt me,” Pastor Kline said. “Make me bleed.” I had three fingers inside of him, twisting, scraping his insides. His body shook, balls jumping into his body. His dick tried to get hard, but as I watched it grow, I saw that it could only get semi-hard. “What a pathetic excuse for a dick,” I said, taking it with my other hand. “Can’t even get it hard.” “Worthless piece of flesh,” Dominic agreed. “Not worth shooting cum.” “It won’t have to,” I said. “Right, Mark?” “Not unless you tell me to,” Pastor Kline said. “When was the last time you fucked someone?” Dominic asked. “It’s been years since I fucked my wife.” “When did you last jerk off?” “This morning,” he said. “But hardly anything came out.” “That’s because your body knows that you’re made to be fucked and nothing else.” “Only to be fucked by real men,” Pastor Kline added. “Men like you.” “Are you ready?” I asked him. “Are you ready for my dick?” “I’ve been ready since the day I first met you,” he said. I removed my fingers, spotting traces of blood on my skin. I held them out for Pastor Kline to see. “You’re open now,” I told him. “Everything we put inside you will infect you. There’ll be no stopping it.” “Do it,” he moaned. “Go deep.” I poured more of the cum on his hole and into my hand, lubing up my dick before I slammed it inside. “Fuck,” Pastor Kline shouted, his body shaking, trying to move away from my intruding dick. “Fuck, you’re huge. It hurts.” “Let it hurt,” I said, forcing more of my dick inside. I watched his eyes as I kept pushing further into his body until his balls were pressed against my pubes. “Feel all that. That’s all my dick filling you.” “God, I feel it. I feel you inside me. I’ve never left this full. I’ve never felt this good.” I started pulling out, watching as blood streaked across my skin. Once only my head remained inside, I forced myself back inside, causing his body to jump again. “Are you ready for me, Son?” Dominic asked, his hard dick bobbing around in search of a hole. “I’m ready, Daddy,” I said, reaching back and pulling my cheeks apart, revealing my hole. “Fuck my cum out of me and into his body.” “Fuck,” Dominic said, lubing up his dick and invading my hole. It had been too long since his cock was last inside me. As he filled me, I felt at home, never wanting a day to go by without him inside me. As he bottomed out, I found my dick growing harder in Pastor Kline’s hole. As Dominic picked up his pace, he was slamming me into Pastor Kline, my body moving between them, milking my dick and Dominic’s at the same time. “Fuck, I’ve never felt this right in my life,” Pastor Kline cried out. I reached forward and grabbed his nipples, twisting them and extracting a loud moan. “I want to hear you groan,” I said, my dick hitting into his prostate, causing a bead of his precum to pearl over his piss slit. “What does your wife think you’re doing?” “She thinks I’m meeting with a church member.” “She has no idea the kind of slut her husband is.” “No idea, sir.” “I hear you have a son,” Dominic said, his words causing his dick to grow. “Is that right?” “Yes,” Pastor Kline said. “How old?” “Nineteen,” he said. “He’s at college.” “And does he have a girlfriend?” “No.” “Is that because he’s a faggot like his dad?” I asked. “Does your son secretly want dick?” “I don’t know,” Pastor Kline said. “I’ve fantasized about him fucking me and filling me with his own cum.” “How big is his dick?” “Bigger than mine,” he said. “Almost as big as Will.” “A real man,” Dominic said. “A real man created from the puny dick of a faggot.” “He’s so big,” Pastor Kline moaned. “He makes me proud having such a big dick to fuck with.” “Would you let him fuck you?” “Yes.” “Would you bring him to us so that we can fuck him?” Dominic asked. “Would you give us your son?” Pastor Kline’s eyes looked from Dominic to me, a hunger growing in his eyes. “Yes. Yes I would bring him to you. I would bring him here so that you could convert him, poz him, infect his body with your cum. I’d bring him so that you could make his balls toxic and his dick a weapon.” “That’s what we like to hear,” Dominic said, kissing my neck. “We’ll see what can be done.” ______________________________________________________________________________________________________ Hope you enjoyed the chapter and blew a few loads. Pastor Kline's journey is only beginning.

Part 1- Discovery ”What’s going on?”. Cole shook his head, trying to dispense the fog in his brain. He was struck with a searing pain in his left ear. “What the fuck?”. His earring stud was gone, it felt a lot heavier. He realized he was naked, laying on a cold cement floor. “Where am I?” Cole was 27. He had always considered himself average, though his brain got him places. An overachiever, he had gotten his degree in chemistry, then his masters in engineering. Until a few weeks ago, he had been living in the city with his boyfriend of nearly three years. Then the breakdown came: he found out his boyfriend had been sleeping around, his friends knew about it and hadn’t said anything, and the stress of work got to be too much. He snapped. His old college roommate found him wandering the subway with no shirt not knowing where he was. His parents came and got him, now he was living on the family ranch in the middle of nowhere Vermont. Besides his intelligence, Cole had always considered himself average. Standing at about 6’4, 230lbs, he didn’t consider himself a bear or cub, just some sort of awkward penguin. He had gotten a couple of tattoos at 18 when he was younger and dumb, and for his 25th birthday got his nipples pierced (though those had been removed due to a series of MRI’s when he got sick). In college everyone had always assumed he was a top, but really he loved bottoming, though his now ex hadn’t satisfied him in months. ”Where am I?” It was dark, and he tried to think back to his last memories. “Jesus, he got me drunk”. In an attempt to get back to feeling normal, Cole had accepted a dinner invitation from a guy. He wasn’t much to look at, a little older, but Cole figured he needed to try to get back to a normal life and accepted the invite. They met at the one pub in town. He was actually very casual and nice. But he kept buying drinks. Late in the evening Cole remembered excusing himself and ordering a car, but didn’t remember anything after that. As his eyes adjusted to the dark, he realized he was in a barn. There were noises around him but he couldn’t see much else. He was in a stall originally designed for restraining cows for milking, but it had been converted into a paddock. As he stood up, he felt the collar around his neck, and realized he was shackled to a chain bolted into the ceiling beyond his sight above him. “Fuck me”, he muttered out loud. “Oh, we’ll get to that”, a deep voice responded. Cole jumped. Out of the gloom, a man appeared. He was impossible to describe. He wasn’t the man Cole had gone out with. He had a shaved head but a massive beard. Even though he wore black jeans with boots and a black T-shirt, his tattoos didn’t leave much to the imagination; as they covered his neck and disappeared beneath the shirt, popping out underneath the sleeves and covering the rest of his body, Cole assumed. ”Where am I? Who are you!?”, Cole demanded. “I’m the Farmer. And don’t worry about where you are. There isn’t anyone for a hundred miles. It may as well be Canada.” The man didn’t smile or even frown. There was no expression. “Let’s get started”. Cole felt actual visceral fear for the first time in his life. ———- Let me know thoughts. Part Two coming soon.

Part 2- Preparation ”Fuck!” Cole shouted. The Farmer had pressed a button and the chain connected to the ceiling pulled up, pulling his neck taught. He was able to briefly reach up and feel his ear. “Oh god”. Cole knew now why his ear hurt and felt heavy. Someone had replaced his ear stud with a livestock tag, the kind given to cows or pigs to keep track of them. ”Quiet”, the man grumbled. He opened the paddock. It was larger than Cole had realized originally. The Farmer grabbed the chain and dragged Cole to the other side, near the front (or back). “Lean back”, the man said. He didn’t give Cole much choice. He fell back into a piece of rough leather. The man secured his ankles and hands. Cole realized he was locked into a sling. Suddenly the man appeared with a leather hood, and put it around Cole’s head. He couldn’t see or hear anything now. Suddenly the nostrils were plugged with a nasal cannula. Cole hoped it was for oxygen. The next sensation was the mouth piece opening, and a tube being inserted in his mouth. There was no way to discharge it. Suddenly, he felt cold liquid on his cock, and then something burning as the man inserted an object into his urethra. As it went further in, Cole suddenly felt himself pissing, and realized it was a catheter. Cole thought that was it. Several minutes had passed, and nothing happened. He was wrong. He suddenly felt something greasy being applied to his exposed hole, and then something roughly shoved in. He yelled but due to the tube in his mouth, all he could do was bite down and quietly yell. The pressure stopped and Cole felt whatever it was pop into his ass, lodged there. —— Part 3 coming soon

Well, after reading through some of this thread, all I can say is: 1. I've only found the moderators helpful when I had a question. 2. There's exactly one person on BZ that I've "blocked" because there appears to me to be nothing but poison in his fingers. I notice that portions of his texts are quoted, and thus visible to me, and that person is just as vitriolic today as he was before, regardless the issue. When someone only uses it to prop up their deficit of self esteem, why even bother to engage? 3. This site is of value to many of us. There are all kinds of interesting, positive, well-meaning threads to read, contribute to, learn from, see what others perspectives are, and find something useful out of the exercise.

Until he opened the front door and I saw his beautiful face, I had doubts this was actually going to happen. There he stood, even more amazing than all the photos I'd received. Short, thin, blonde hair, green eyes, and a big nervous smile on his face. "Hi daddy," he said as he gestured me into the house. His parents were gone for a few hours and we were finally going to seal the deal. For months, I'd talked to this boy online. He'd fallen in love with me. A Virgin barely of consenting age who had to hide his true self from his judgmental conservative parents. As he closed the door behind me, his eager voice asked, "Did you bring it?" I nodded and reached into my pocket to reveal a small wedding band. This was part of our deal. If we were to "make love" as he called it, we must be engaged. He took this all very seriously. If it takes a cheap ring off Amazon to get inside him, it's worth it. I slipped the ring on his finger as he whispered, "Thank you daddy. It's perfect." He took my hand and lead me through the house to his bedroom. It was typically decorated for a boy his age, sports and superhero posters cluttering the walls. I recognized the bed from our many video sessions. It's where I'd taught him to pleasure himself, to not feel guilt for how he felt. It's where I'd talked him into exploring his pussy and seeing that it was his true sex organ, not his penis. We sat on the bed and I wasted no time making a move. I wrapped my strong arms around his scrawny body and put my lips to his. His first kiss...the first of many things today. He tasted like hormones and toothpaste. He let out a little moan as my tongue entered his mouth. My hands began to explore his body as our tongues danced. He was ready for this. More than ready.

So I'm traveling on the west coast.... am not solo but I have limited play time and am looking after a friend whose 20 years older than me. Yesterday the heat got to him so around 3PM he wanted to go to the hotel and just chill for the night. So I got him set with everything he might need and he knew where the restaurant and shop in the hotel were located and I told him I was going to the baths. Instead, I booked a room at the Days Inn on Hotel Circle nearby and checked in got my hole ready. Posted on all the sites and five hours later ended up with eight loads up my ass.... not great.... but not bad. A couple of them were quite memorable.... this latino came in with a gorgeous although not huge cock (about 7" I guess) but it tasted so good and he was solid muscle with a bit of meat on him, just the way I like them. He had long hair tied back in a ponytail and a big bushy beard. He wasn't very verbal but he fucked me on the corner of the bed without even taking his jeans off. I love that! And he planted the biggest load up my ass I've had in a while. The other truly memorable fuck was a Native American who wanted me naked and ass up on the bed. He came In and undressed and immediately ate my ass out so good.... then fucked it so nice with some serious back and forth rhythm until he blew his load up my ass. When he came around so that I could clean off his cock I looked up and he had the most beautiful round mustached face with a big smile on his face. I asked him to come back later in the evening to fuck me again but he said he couldn't. Oh well... all in all a good night .

You're asking that question on a site LITERALLY named after breeding. Gonna wager we're all (or the vast majority) going to say raw.

A really good (straight) buddy died in January from fast, aggressive cancer, and left me his weed stash. Lots of various pipes and stuff and close to an ounce of weed. His wife also gave me his Fleshlight. I got stoned as fuck and inserted his various glass pipes into my ass while I used his Fleshlight. I don't know why I did it other than the fact he would have thought it fucking hilarious. He was sick in the head and loved his twisted fag buddy. So it was my tribute to him. I miss ya man!

Went on to Grindr to check out what cocks we’re looking to breed, got lucky as a 19 year old was in town with his family and stay at a hotel near by, I messaged and at first he wasn’t interested due to me being much much older than him (fair enough) but he messaged back as he had found anyone and only had the 2 hours alone in his hotel room before his family would be back from where ever they were (didn’t ask didn’t care) I drove over once I got the go ahead and went to his room met him good looking kid and even better bigger cock sucked him and then just got on the bed and asked him to fucked and breed me, he was cautious at first as he only wanted a blowjob but I got him hard and horny enough to want to fuck and then he did the classic young top thing where he began asking questions as if interviewing me to make sure I was negative and clean which didn’t matter since I could just say what he wants to hear and then finally convinced him to Shove it in and once his bare cock enter it was game on he began moaning and pounding me and he could fuck and shot his load as deep as he could inside me and I left right after since he didn’t want to get caught all in all a good day

Chapter 4 The Guy stared to move, and the Kid started to get off but the guy held him down, he had other ideas. He kept his cock up the Kid’s ass and stood up. This gave the Kid’s ass a strange feeling as he never moved around with anything up his ass. He decided he liked this new feeling The Guy bent the Kid over and said “ I have a little more for you “. The guy pushed the Kid over to where his head was almost between his knees. The other guys helped support the Kid in this new position. With that the guy stared to empty his bladder in the kid once again. The Kid cold feel the warmth and fullness that immediately overtook him. The Guy said “ Here is your second load of chem piss tonight. It should be stronger than the last. I want to see your young body wasted “. I plan on making some money on you tonight. The Kid wasn’t sure the meaning of what the guy was saying. In this position the chem filled blood was rushing to his head getting him spun back up and the piss that was now deep in his guts would be boosting that effect. Apparently, this guy knew one of the other ones and told him to give him his phone out of his pants pocket. The kid realized that the guy took off his shorts and was now naked from the waist down. The other guy got the ones phone and handed it to him. The guy asked the Kid how he was feeling, the Kid replied “ I am a little dizzy and getting really hot bent over “. All three guys smiled at this. They knew what was going on. The guys cock wasn’t hard any more but was still big enough to keep it logged in the Kids tight ass. The guy said to let the kid up. The Kid started to stand up and the guy said “ Take it slow, you don’t want me to slide out and let all that nice juice out, do you “ ? the Kid said a week “ No “ and straightened up. The guy pulled the kid tight and sat down again with his cock still firmly imbedded in the Kid’s rectum. With this movement the cum and piss was starting to gurgle in the Kid’s bowels and everyone heard it. The guy handed his phone to the one guy and told him to take some Pics. He told the guy to not show any faces just this youngster sitting on his lap with a cock in his ass. The guy took several pics from different angles and then handed the phone back to the guy. The guy looked thru them and then sad “ These will do fine, after all, you need to have pics of your merchandise your selling ”. the guy chuckled. The Kid wasn’t paying attention as to what the guy was saying, all he knew is he was really feeling good and the dizzy feeling wasn’t going away. He told the one guy he knew to go to his car and get his bag out of the back of it. while the guy was gone the one that the Kid was sitting on stared doing stuff with his phone. The other guy stared playing with the Kid’s cock that was showing signs of life again and commented on it. the other guy said that this Kid was a real treasure. He told the guy to grab the Kid’s nuts and give them a squeeze. The kid jerked when he felt his nuts getting worked and his ass instinctively contracted. The guy that as in his ass said “ Oh fuck. This isn’t the first time he got used “. He also said that he would make enough to get favors for the rest of the month. The Kid had no idea as to what the guy had planned, but by the end of the night his life would have new meanings.

"Wait, Daddy." He said as we started to exit the master bathroom. I feared he was having second thoughts about our consummation. Maybe I pushed it too far with the shaving. "This may sound strange but could we make love on my parents' bed?" He wanted to started his sex life in the place where his parents had created him years before. How perfect. I smiled and picked him up in my strong arms, carrying him to the bed and laying him down on the made sheets. He thanked me by kissing passionately. Any fear or doubt in his mind was long gone. This was going to happen. As I stood before him on the edge of the bed, he started pulling at my clothes. Soon I found myself naked as well, violently throwing my clothing around his parents' perfectly made bedroom. He took his small but mighty hand and reached for my cock. His eyes widened when he realized how big and thick it was. "Can I taste him?" the boy begged. I nodded and rearranged so my crotch lined up to his face. Without hesitation, he opened wide and began sucking my cock. You would never guess this was his first. I could tell he loved it. He'd thought about this moment for a long time, even showing me on cam how he'd practice sucking on objects around the house. He swallowed inch by inch until my balls rested against his face. He looked up at me and I could tell he was smiling under there. My big hairy balls full of cum rested gently on his smooth boy face. I started to gently fuck his mouth. He loved every second of it. I wasn't sure if the water coming from his eyes were tears of joy or from trying not to gag. Finally, I pulled my cock out of his eager mouth and instructed him to play with my balls. He loved them just as much. After a few minutes of ball work, I asked him if he wanted to taste my hole. He looked surprised, as we'd never discussed this possibility before, but nodded and smiled like the good boy he was. I turned around a slowly lowered my spread ass cheeks onto his face, while instructing him to lick like I was a popsicle. His boy tongue lapping at my hole felt fucking amazing. Had I not been spreading my cheeks, it would have been very hard not to jack a load out right then and there. Needless to say, my cock was throbbing at this point. I raised my ass off the boy so he could get some air. I was thrilled to see he still had that eager smile on his pretty face. I leaned in to kiss him. This time instead of toothpaste, he tasted like a man.

I may have posted this before, but when I was in my early 20's in the 80's I used a Pierre Cardin Bottle as a dildo.

Took a total of seven loads from six different guys this weekend. I have been quite inactive sexually during the winter months here in Australia and with the monkey pox running around, I have been quite hesitant to have any fun. The weather was warm over the weekend and I had a bit of free time so decided to go on a sexual spree at my local park, advertising myself on Squirt. On Saturday, 1. First guy had a fairly small dick and he kept trying to push it into my ass with many unsuccessful attempts. Decided to walk away but then he got it in on the last try and came almost instantly. Nice way to lube my ass. 2. Second guy was very cute but wouldn’t let me suck his dick. Started fingering my cum hole, turned me around, and started fucking me. Didn’t last as long as I wanted (maybe less than a minute), but secured the second load. 3. I heard the third guy came into the toilet but didn’t get a chance to turn around to see him when he pulled down my pants, fingered my hole, and insert his dick. Lasted quite a while and moaned loudly as he unloaded. I had to meet a friend for dinner straight afterwards and had a wet patch in my pants after dinner. On Sunday, at the same cruising park, in the toilet block, 4. Meet this hot man with a fairly angry face. Had a good size dick though and felt really good in my mouth. I put a bit of spit on my fingers and started lubbing my ass with it. He got the hint, turned me around, started fucking me. He lasted about a minute but could definitely feel his cumshot inside me. 5. There was a man inside the glory hole cubicle in the same toilet block so I put my finger through the hole and he put his dick through, nice and hard, sucked it for a bit and turned myself around and put my sloppy ass onto it. His dick was average sized and the hole in the wall reduced the length even further so only the head and a bit of the length went inside me, felt a bit dry, but when he pulled out, I heard cum splattering on the floor, so not sure if he had cum when he pulled out or it was the previously guy’s cum :// 6. Had advertised myself on Squirt several hours before and about seven men said they were planning to come to unload, but only one person came through, a New Zealander with a huge thick (9 inch?) cock. Very tall, muscular, and dominant. Pushed me against the wall and forced his big dick into me. It was quite painful as he started to pound me really hard, more than I would have liked, but I thought about my role as a cumdump to serve men like him, and the pain turned to pleasure. Came into me once, pushing his cock very deep inside me. When he pulled out, he let the man #5 to have his turn. My hole was so loose that I didn’t really feel man #5’s dick, sadly, and he must have felt the same, for he pulled out and left shortly after. The New Zealander went for round two almost immediately and came after a few minutes. 7. I stuck around for a bit hoping that the other six men who said they would come, come, but they didn’t. As I was about to leave, I spot another man walking towards the toilet, so I followed him. It was getting dark now so couldn’t really see him properly. He pulled out his dick and I started sucking it, but it never got hard enough to fuck so after a few minutes, I thanked him, got up and left. All in all, a great start to the Spring time here in Australia.

Luke slept late. The pounding he’d taken from Jack had left him deeply contented, and he dozed late into the morning. Eventually he dragged himself from bed. He padded naked over to the dresser and grabbed a pair of underwear from the drawer, and then changed his mind again. He pulled the now sweaty old jock strap out from the pile of clothes on his closet floor and took a long sniff. The pouch had the deep smell of muck that had seeped into fabric overlaid with a whiff of fresh cum. He stepped into them and his cock immediately stiffened. The old fabric stretched tight across his bulge made him feel close to the mysterious author, it was a direct link between the story of discovery he was reading and the modern day. He pulled on some gym shorts and a tank top and went downstairs. The house was already disserted as he walked into the kitchen. Sitting on the kitchen counter was a note next to a brown bag. “Luke, went out to do the shopping, thought you might like a lunch while you’re working in that attic – mom”. Wholesome, he thought, she had no idea what he’d found. Happy for the free lunch Luke grabbed the bag and headed out the door. It was gray and overcast. Big dark clouds drifted slowly over head. Luke parked closer to the house, anticipating a dash to the car in the middle of a downpour later. It was a good thing too, almost as soon as he had unlocked the door the first big drops of rain started to splatter the sidewalk. By the time he had climbed into the attic it was bucketing outside. The rain a heavy constant patter on the roof above him. He closed the windows a little to keep the water out, but let the cool breeze from the wet air drift in still. Despite all his distractions he’d made good progress, one whole third of the attic had been sorted. The hallway below was full of bags of trash, emptied cardboard boxes, and a healthy pile of things to sell. He shifted the bigger trunks and things he couldn’t move by himself across the room to the space he had emptied, and started on the next alcove. Old tools, boxes of papers, two big chests of clothes, a big box of family photo albums – all once put into the attic with the best of intentions and then forgotten. Slowly he dug through them all. Luke worked steadily till just after one, the sound of the rain a low white noise accompanying him. It was when he pulled out the big falling apart box of old home work out equipment that he decided it was time for a break. Sitting on the steps to the attic he ate the sandwich and banana his mother had packed. He liked the quite solitude of the attic as the rain fell. His first year at school in the dorms when it rained he would go and sit in the lounge on the top floor and look out of the big floor to ceiling windows. It was like the whole world would drop away, and it was just him, in the quiet peace. He sat for a really long time, all sorts of things drifting through his head. He thought about his grandfather rattling around this old house; his dad and his siblings growing up here; all the memories that were in the boxes he was digging through, how they had all ended up left in the attic; he thought about the author, wondering again who he was, why this box was up here, were there any more clues? Eventually he pushed himself back up and went back to the battered box of workout equipment. It was all old dumb bells with rusted edges, a pull up bar so old the rubber caps had become hard and crunchy, a delated exercise ball, and a few tank tops tossed in the bottom. “Nick’s Room” read the label on the side, these must be Luke’s middle uncle Nick’s. He piled the things to the side, moving them into a much sturdier empty trunk. He flipped the box over and ripped through the old tape to break it down. Under one of the flaps was a bit of white fabric, probably just another tank; no Luke realized, it was another jockstrap. He held it in his hands for a minute. It was less worn than the one he was wearing. Same style though, the class bike jock with a ribbed pouch. Was this his clue? Did the journal belong to Nick, and not his dad? That would make more sense, Nick was a little older, and Luke really didn’t know much about him. It could be. The discovery of the new jock was the end of his dedication to cleaning the attic, his cock was stiff again and he was no longer able to put off his fascination with the journal. He went back to his spot, the blanket from yesterday still on the floor, and got out the journal. Having stripped back down to just the jock, he sat on the floor and started to read. He kissed me back. “I don’t think I’m quite ready for another round, but I there is something else we can do.” “What?” He got really close to my ear, and whispered, “you can fuck me.” I was stunned, I don’t know why I had assumed that Brett only did the fucking. “You’d let me do that?” He laughed, “Absolutely, you’ve got three of my loads in you now, I need at least one of yours.” “Fuck! Ok.” He grabbed my face hard with both hands and kissed me, a long wet kiss with lots of tongue and twisting of his head. He took one of my hands and lead it to his round pert ass cheeks. I squeezed and then ran my hands up and down the firm flesh. I felt the hair on his cheeks under my fingers. I remember being amazed again at how different a man felt than a woman. How a man’s body hair, his muscle, his heat was in such contrast to the women I’d been with. I also remember thinking at that moment that without knowing it I had always longed for those things. Even when being with a woman had felt good, it had been missing something. I guess, I had always just wished they were men, even before I understood that. I think I’m more into men than I am into women – really, fuck this is scary, I might not really be into women at all. I might just… Brett took my by the hand and lead me into his room again. We tumbled onto the bed, locked in a kiss, a spinning mess of limbs. Brett’s nails dragged along my back when I rolled on top of him, leaving long red marks down my shoulders. His legs came up on either side of me, and the pouches of our jocks ground together. I ran my fingers along his chest, circling his nipple. A little breath caught in Brett’s chest as my nail flicked after the sensitive pink circle. He groaned and put one hand behind his head. His thick bicep flexed. The smell wafting from his sweaty pit was intoxicating. I buried my nose in it, inhaling deep. With his other hand Brett pressed my head deeper into his pit. I licked at the tick hair. It tasted salty but also some how sweet. His scent enveloped me. My cock throbbed, and leaked. Just remember it makes my cock hard. Honestly it makes me hard now just remembering it. I can’t help wanting to rub one out just writing it all down. I drifted from his pit, my tongue dragging across his warm flesh, till my mouth covered his nipple. I flicked my tongue across it, eliciting another gasp, from Brett and then slid down further. He put both hands behind his head and shifted himself to lay flatter. I sunk down between his legs. I didn’t need to be instructed what to do, I knew what I wanted. I breathed in his crotch for a minute before pulling the pouch of his jock aside and releasing the thick cock that had changed my world. I swallowed him. The head of his cock slathering the inside of my mouth with precum. I tried to breath threw my nose, and pressed his cock down past my tonsils. It was hard to breath, but it felt amazing to have him inside my mouth. My chin hit his balls, and my nose was buried inside his thick bush. I swallowed again, and Brett groaned. Up and down I worked, sucking his cock hard. Brett’s eyes were closed, his face total bliss. Brett’s knees hand pulled up, shifting his hips forward as I sucked him. With one hand I held the base of his cock, and the other I ran a finger along his crack. I put my arms under his thighs, locking his knees on my shoulders. I pressed up and forward. Brett grinned. I pushed his knees up into his chest, exposing his ass. The white straps of his jock perfectly framed the thick cheeks. Light brown hair grew thick across the two mounds of flesh, emanating out from his crack and swirling around his pink hole. I stared at it for a long moment at this new part of Brett’s body. It intrigued me, and scared me. Its light pink lips represented yet another step further away from the life I had known, and assumed was mine. I dove in. Face first, I dove into Brett’s ass. I kissed his hole. I tasted the musk that hung there. That old life is gone I think. I don’t want a life that doesn’t involve these things. I don’t want a life that never again includes hearing a man gasp as my tongue brushes his hole for the first time, or that would stop me from again tasting the salt of a man’s sweat straight from his body. Thinking out it, each press of my tongue represented a step further away from ever returning to life as a straight man. That first time I truly had no idea what I was doing, though I think I’ve gotten better at it. Brett’s moaning and whimpering told me that I was doing a pretty good job though. Under the quick twisting and flicking of my tongue I felt Brett’s hole twitch, it opened, blossoming. It was like it was inviting me inside. I pressed my tongue deeper. Brett let out a guttural groan. “Spit in my hole,” he moaned. I hawked up a big wad of spit, and lugged it straight into his now winking hole, “I want your cock.” I moved up and kissed him, his knees still pressed into his chest. My crotch was now against his hole. “Fuck me.” I pulled my jock aside and spit into my hand. Just like Brett had done the first time I slicked my cock with spit. I spat onto his hole again, and then lined up my cock. I remember thinking that there was more resistance than there was with a well lube woman, a reminder that we were doing something forbidden. The [banned word] however, makes it all the hotter. I pushed, and Brett’s hole opened for me. I almost ejaculated right then. His hole was like warm velvet wrapping around my cock. I looked down to see myself disappearing inside him. My shaft sunk deeper till my balls were resting against Brett’s ass. I couldn’t help but kiss him. Brett wrapped his legs around my waist and pulling me close. I kissed him and started to thrust. I rocked, slowly at first, not wanting to break the closeness. Our chests were pressed together and his fingers were digging into my back. It was passionate, bonding us yet closer together. “Fuck, you feel so good,” Brett moaned into my mouth. I leaned back, and grabbed his ankles. I held his legs apart, giving me better leverage. I fucked him deeper. My best friend, laid out in front of me. His big chest rising and falling quickly as he panted from our fucking. I stroked his cock as I started to pound him. “I don’t think I’m going to last long, you just feel so good.” “Don’t worry, just fuck me. I want your load inside me.” I fucked him harder and harder. I could feel my load building inside me. Faster and faster, both of us panting now. I pulled at Brett’s cock too, bringing him to the edge, right as I felt myself pass the point of no return. My balls contracted, my body shook, and I erupted inside of Brett. My load pulsed into him. Just as I crested over the hump, Brett’s cock contracted too and he started to shoot ribbons of semen up over himself. His shining body spattered with his own load. We both grunted and panted through the rocking energy of our orgasms. I collapsed forward as my own subsided, landing on Brett’s chest in the sticky mess of his load. We stayed like that for a long time, my cock slowly deflating till it slipped from his hole. We stayed in the bed for a long time, basking in the post fuck glow. We laid quietly, sometimes running a hand along the other’s body. Luke lay his head back against the wall of the attic. He closed his eyes imagining what his uncle Nick might have looked like in back then. He imagined him laying naked next to Brett. For one moment Luke imagined not being the author, but being Brett. He imagined his uncle Nick, as he would have been in the 70s, on top of him, fucking him. He imagined being full of his uncles cum. It was that thought that sent him over the edge, and sent cum rocketing from his own cock, again covering him in a thick warm load.

After numerous requests, here is the next fictional account of the in the saga of the Kid. Other Kid stories are Kid got everything he wanted The Kid goes to his first bath house. As usual this is only fiction and not meant to actually be done. Some of this would send a person to the ER ( Or worse ) with an overdose. It is for reading enjoyment only, and of course arousing you if you need help with that. Chapter 1 The Kid has had some great adventures with his first party and then his first trip to a bathhouse here he was given drugs and plowed by some of the craziest guys and perverts in the world. He wanted to get back to the first guys next party but cold never arrange time. Between his work and girlfriend, there never seemed to be any time for his private perverted play. He contacted me several time to see what I was doing. I had to have some minor surgery and couldn’t get to the monthly party, and he wanted to have me there when he went next time. He was frustrated with his relationship because while his girlfriend was nymph when it came to sex she didn’t like sucking him to a finish and never would give up her ass. Sometime after his first party he had gotten a case of the Flue and his Girlfriend caught it from him and came down with it a couple weeks later. Since he had met Tina he had a deep driving need to play with her every chance he could and those were very few and far apart. The recovery after the first party was rough but he was able to get back to normal in a couple days after. The second party his recovery was a lot quicker, even though he had a lot more. His insides yearned to be spun again, his desire to feel stuff roaming in his ass and filing him was undeniable. He had met with a few guys but non seemed to satisfy his needs. One black guy was hung, he remembered it hurting and he took it waiting for it to feel better, but it never felt the way it did when Horse was lodged in his ass and Horse was bigger that this guy. One guy actually helped him some in a park one night, he was bent over a bench taking a guy with a small dick and after the guy shot what felt like a couple drops up his ass another guy came over and asked him if he wanted more with a little extra. The Kid started to get up when the guy pushed him back over the bench and proceeded to push a much larger cock up his ass. The guy felt different when the Kid realized this guy had a PA on his cock. It felt cool when it rubbed his hole before the guy grabbed the Kid’s hips and basically impaled the Kid on his cock. The Kid yelled at the sudden intrusion, the guy said “ Shut the fuck up, you want to bring the cops “ ? as the Kid stared to say no when the guy pulled partially out and rammed back in. all the Kid could do is squeak the word “ No “. The Bushes around the area rustled and a couple guys walked up, both had their cocks out and were jerking them. With the position of the Kid neither could get in front of him to get any service. The guy pumped a couple more times when he stopped. He held still. The Kid stared to back onto the cock when the guy slapped his ass and said “ Hold still you little whore “. The guy hen said “ Here comes the Little extra slut “. The Kid was looking at the two cocks off to the side and wasn’t paying that close attention to the guy in his ass. He wasn’t sure what he meant but then felt a warmth spreading in his bowels, he knew form past experience it was the yellow flood of the guy’s piss. The guy said “ Here is your extra, hope you enjoy it “. The Kid was in heaven, this was the first time since the time at the bath house he got this treatment. It really made him feel like a total slut, the pig whore of all whores. He only hoped he would end up getting the other guys cocks up his ass. When the guy was finished emptying his bladder, he started to slowly fuck the piss in the kids insides. He wanted to make sure the Kid could absorb as much as possible. He couldn’t hold off to long, this kids ass was great and had a natural ability to milk a guys cock. The guy cold tell he hadn’t been fucked much, at least not for a while. The Kid was slowly losing himself into the Acton up his ass. His whole body felt warm and almost to the point of being on fire. All he could think of was that he never wanted this to end. He could hear and feel the squishing of the cock as it slopped around in his guts. There was a pressure when he pushed in and it really felt good. The guy eventually picked up speed and some of the nasty mix started squirting out of the Kids ass. The guy slammed up into the Kid’s ass and said “ Take my spunk you nasty fagot punk “. The Kid said “ Yes, knock me up”. The kid could feel the throbbing cock up his ass, firing shot after shot into his ass. The guy slumped over the Kid for a few minutes and the Kid could feel a second twitching in his ass. The guy said “ Yeah, here comes a little more to help you out “. The Kid knew for sure he was shooting a second load of piss in his guts, pushing his cum into areas that it would never come out before it was absorbed. The guy finally pulled out and some of the nasty mix started dripping out, even with the kid in the head down position and trying to hold it in he couldn’t keep it from spilling out. The guy sat down next to the Kid. Even though he was off to the side he could see the cock that just split his ass. Even soft it looked Big and thick, it had an impressively big PA in the end of it, bigger that be thought. The Guy pulled out a glass pipe and started to heat it up. He could clearly see the white smoke in the bowel. the Guy looked over at the Kid and Smiled.

Met a top on Grindr who literally had a baseball bat for a Dick! I didn’t measure but it was like a BBC Louisville slugger! It took a bit but he finally got balls deep and I felt like my guts were gonna bust when he made 7-8 strokes and blew my insides up! I don’t know if it was his size and my tightness or what but had anyone else experienced this? I ain’t complaining because he shot a super thick load deep but wished he could of lasted longer.

Before the lockdown I had one dildo which got too small real quick. Stuck an aubergine up there. Small beer bottle, bottom end first. Had 3 marble eggs in there too. Now it’s fists and big toys

I've had my share of quick releases. Almost all have been married guys, most under 2 min, once they get inside, pump a bit then they cum. While I'd like a nice longer ride, getting them off and getting their load is my goal so fast is fine.

I started at 15. But wanted to suck at age 8. I'd spy on my.dad and wanted so badly ro suck his cock...

Very horny story... please keep going!

So I have been staying in hotels recently while I am getting my kitchen and bathrooms upgraded.iwas staying in nice hotel but not getting any loads.so I went to the seedy hotels and I came across a goldmine of homeless young legal age guys. I hit up on this one guy good looking and in need of a shower and pubic trim.i was very generous for him and he let me shave his pubes both front and rear. He told me that he only breeds and he will give me plenty of his cum. He was a good fuck and he came in my hole within 5 minutes didn't pull out and came in me 3more times.my ass was leaking his loads and he liked playing with his cum in my ass, every so often he would scratch my insides with his index finger and I was bleeding.he put in my biggest butt plug in my hole, first time for that one. When he finished inserting the plug he asked me if I liked having his toxic cum in my hole.he said that he found out last week and he has fucked just about every young homeless guy a couple times.i looked at him and I said thank you can I get more. He pulled out a device and admin it on him and Drew it back and he admin it to me...

decided to stop by the bookstore on way home tonight.... extra horny for some reason... got to bookstore around 0215 as I was not drunk I was still a bit shy, went to booths was getting looks... I suck at cruising... watched a few hot porn got even more horny... decided to head out, a Muscle Daddy stared hard... so I went in booth near him figured I would get lucky with daddy cock, he walks in with his muscle latino boy in tow... wow... Daddy kept me distracted with my head hurried in his lap and poppers .... stud boy was playing with my ass spit on it felt finger all good... scratched me I jumped ... more poppers I was flying next thing I know latin boy pushes in ... not gently using precum and spit... pounds for about 5 mins I felt his dick jumping he denied it... he kept going wow for not shooting his load I was sure full of cum.... so hot!!! dont have to stealth me imma cum pig . so gonna smoke and stroke out a huge load now.

Just took two delicious cocks back to back. One from a guy who I hooked up with years ago and the other from his friend who was visiting and staying at his place. Roleplayed a forced entry and it was super hot. Tied my hands behind my back and made me ride loads out of both of em on the bed. Lots of poppers and smoked a bunch of weed. Fucking beautiful experience

**Part 5** I moved back and my shaft slipped out of the young guys now very slippery hole. I glanced down and saw a dribble of pink fluid trickle down over his balls, some sticking to the mass of hair that covered them and the rest forming a small pooled mess on the floor as it mixed with with the filth. I looked back and half expected Beard to have gone but, he remained there still smiling. He told me to get dressed then beckoned me with his head to follow him. I glanced down at the lad, who was still face down on the floor recovering. "Leave that, I'll deal with it later" I followed Beard to away from the Public Convenience and out of the park to a dark coloured van. He opened the back door. There were bench seats along each side. He told me get in. I had an idea that he was taking me to meet 'The family ' as he called them. He closed the rear doors and I heard the front door open and close, the engine started then we began our journey. We were moving, for what I guessed, was about forty minutes. The van was being driven carefully and for the last five minutes it made several turns. Eventually it stopped and I heard what sounded like a large metal shutter being raised, like the garage doors where I worked. The van was driven inside and the shutter closed. The rear door opened and Beard beckoned me out. From the drivers side Goatee appeared. He had obviously been the driver. It was the first time I was aware of his presence. I had presumed that Beard had been the driver. Inside the building where we were was fairly large. It looked like an old factory or small warehouse. I was lead through a small door then another and up two flights of stairs with bare concrete steps. We reached a door with a key code lock and Beard, shielding my view of the did something that allowed him to open the door. Inside a carpeted corridor lead to another door with yet another door with the same type of lock. My mind was racing and so was my heart. What sort of place had I come to. I hadn't questioned where or why I had been taken to this place and had willingly gone with Beard of my own volition. Beard opened the door to another corridor. This had doors on each side along its entire length. There were ten doors on each side and at the far end an open leading to a large communal area. As we entered it I saw there were a dozen other men who had been mostly sitting, who when they saw Beard, immediately stood up. I thought I recognised some of the faces but couldn't place them. But one I knew immediately. He was sitting in a large chair by the far wall and he didn't stand as we entered. It was the same old man I had seen in the trees on the night I was converted recieving a blow job from the young guy I had just fucked. He looked at me and smiled. He stood up and walked over to greet me. He held out his hand and I took it. As he shook it he cupped his other hand over my hand as well. It was a very warm welcoming greeting. He then lead me back out into the corridor and opened the first door on the left. I walked in and he closed the door behind us. "Sit" It was more of a command than and invitation which was at odds with the way he had greeted me. He had a deep, well spoken voice and spoke with authority. Like a commander addressing his troops. To be listened to rather than conversed with. But, he also spoke with compassion. I was drawn to him in, entranced by him. I listened intently to what he was telling me. It was the first had heard him speak. When I'd seen him in the woods he had never uttered a word. He would just nod towards his crutch, whip out his cock and I would suck him to completion. He told me that he and some of his extended family, at which point he indicated with his thumb towards the men in the other room had been watching me for a long time. He told me they were very protective of their identity both individually and as a group. So, had to be very careful who they selected to become family members. He said that when you have a family there is nothing, absolutely nothing you won't do to protect them. He tone had changed when he said this. He was deadly serious and gave the impression that he meant exactly what he said. He said that this evening I had to make a choice and that once I'd made the decision, either way, there was no going back. If you become a family member you are a member for life. If I chose not to, I would never be given a second chance to join. That if having decided not to join, I tried to find the family or any individual in it that would be seen as a threat to the safety and security of the whole family and the consequences to be severe. Likewise, if I made the decision to stay then, for whatever reason decided to try and leave, the same inference would be drawn with same implications. He told me that before I make an informed decision he'd better inform me about the family and its purpose. He still spoke with authority but his tone had changed to more of a friendly, fatherly one. He told me that he and Tom, the bearded man, had met and were both already HIV positive some years ago. They both believed that being poz gave them a freedom that was denied to many gay men. They strongly believed that monogamy among homosexuals was against the laws of nature and that men need to have the freedom, if they so desire, to breed freely with whoever they choose. They decided to form a small group of poz guys who could freely breed with each other without fear or prejudice. Then they had the idea to bring in more men. To dilute the gene pool. All had to be poz or willing to be converted. A few guys that were already infected joined and contact was made, through various gay sites, with guys who wanted to be converted. Unfortunately alot of these men were just dreamers, flakes who got off on the idea but, were too scared and had no intention of actually going through with it. So, they, as a group, came up with the idea of physically recruiting men. Men like me who were always searching for sex. Men who wanted unhindered, uninhibited and readily available sex. Bareback sex. Men who had few friends, no family, no ties to anyone else, who wouldn't be missed from society. At least, not missed too much. He said "That's why we wanted you. We've followed you for about eighteen months. We were able to trace, fairly easily where you worked, lived, the odd sauna you visited and, obviously, your numerous visits to cruising sites and in particular the park and the public convenience. We've even hacked your computer and know the sites you look at, bbrts, breeding zone and nastykinkpigs. We even fitted a small GPS in the heels or under the inserts of your shoes so we knew where you were at any given time. When he had met me in the park that had been the initial part of the surveillance and vetting procedure as well. He told me that when I agreed to be bred and pozzed in the public convenience that was when they knew I was a prime candidate. In fact, he told me that my enthusiasm had confirmed it beyond doubt. There was one more thing that sealed the deal and that was when I fucked the young man tonight knowing I was likely to poz him. I was slightly annoyed at this invasion of privacy but also felt unbelievably honoured to have been chosen to be considered as a member. He told me that now everyone was considered as a family member. Anyone who needed help in any way would receive it. They would be supported through whatever difficulty they were experiencing. Like I had been during my recent bout of the fuck flu and like the young man I myself had fucked tonight. should his conversion be successful. I had been considering everything I had been told. I had many questions which he now answered. I could keep my job but, I would live here with the family. I would have my own room but, could sleep on my own there or with anyone else I wanted. Fuck anyone who was willing and be fucked by anyone. I would be expected to recruit other members who were willing to be pozzed and help other guys with recruiting, by being involved in surveillance and vetting. And the best bit, breeding recruits. Spreading the family seed, it's DNA. Ensuring the family tree continues. I'd already made my decision. I wanted to be part of this pozzed family but he told me to take a week or two decide. However I mustn't discuss this meeting or anything I'd learned here with anyone outside the family. If I did they would know. Now he told me to go and talk with my brothers. Ask them anything I wanted. Maybe a question will occur when you speak. If they are unable to help, come back and speak to me. And, if you feel horny to fuck or get fucked, enjoy yourself. After all that's what this all about. I had one last burning question. I figured as we'd discussed everything else down to the most intimate details I could ask anything. His answer gave me the answer to this and another question I thought I already had the answer to. "Can you tell me what's with the guy with the Goatee. Was he born like that? He looked at me sternly and placed his two hands together infront of him in a position that looks like a steeple. His eyes focused on me trying to evaluate my demeanour and closed his eyes for second before saying "That's Gavin, he tried to leave" **Fin**

part 2 -- Crossing The Line ParTyBreeder Replied: December 16, 2020 Hey sTud man! How you been? Have you been giving in to all the wild hoT dirty seducTive urges and cravings thaT break down every hesitant conservative part of your mind and lets loose the dirTy chemwhore sTud pig you want to be?! Fuck man I wanna get fucked up with you then FUCK YOU UP!! JeremyP Replied: December 18, 2020 Hey back at ya sTud... i still am craving a long hoT and p-e-r-v- y session. around my birthday a guy pissed his chem piss in me and then smoked me up a bit. He fucked a couple loads into me then which was hoT. He wanted to get more guys over but I had to be "somewhat" good because I couldn't get out of work. I def need to take some vacaTion days and go wild. Right now I'm trying to get a 23 y/o over here to give me a good pounding. hehe Thanks for the reconnecting!!! Would luv to hear what you've been up to! And what do you know about booty bumps? JeremyP Replied: December 25, 2020 Well, I just did a booTy bump and now I'm going over to get an anon load. I know I shouldn't, but I'm so horny for iT! Who know's what will happen, but my guess is it will probably stay vanilla. Not the fuck-me-up time that I'm yearning to spend with you ParTyBreeder Replied: December 26, 2020 Hey there how you doing sexy hot pig?! OINK From your last 2 messages I'd say that your conservative side isn't as dominant as it used to be 😈 And that is so damn hoT dude!! Sounds like you had one helluva great birthday!! Chem piss AND chem cum fucked into your eager ass and got smoked up too! Was that the first time in 2 or 3 years like you said before or have you had some chems to smoke since our last chat in July? How many hits did it take to get your piggy dirty dark side to come out?! hehe And what happened with the 23 year old? Did he make it over? Did he fuck your hungry horny manhole and breed you? Did you and him get chemmed up and spun? How did you like the booty bump? How did it affect you? Did you get the anon load you were horny for and craving? How'd it get set up to be an anon load? Those can be damn hot sometimes! 😉 Hope it was hot and not vanilla. Eager to read all about it dude. I've had some things going on with family...nothing serious but taking up a lot of time. That's why I haven't been in touch for a while. But that's better and I am making up for missing out on a loT of fun that I've been needing! hehe Had a damn hoT 3-way with 2 brothers Thanksgiving weekend - one was married! Dude we all 3 got so fucking wasTed and nasty and enjoyed some "dark" dick-hardening fun!! woof!! Dumped 2 loads of chem cum in the married guy's ass!! And yeah sTud, I'm yearning for that fuck-me-up time with you too! We both need to take some vacaTion days and let loose and get wild and piggy TogeTher! I am mobile and have no problem driving up your way. Damn man I am so hard right now wanting you!! JeremyP Replied: December 26, 2020 Hey man, Merry XXX-mas! It's great to hear from you! There is definitely a line that I'm beginning to cross, but I promise I'm still wrestling with my inhibitions. My birThday was the first time in a couple of years that I did anything with chems (420 doesn't count right?) It didn't take many to make me start feeling good, but my buddy stuck a shard in my hole and after that was when I started to feel really piggy. I def wasn't making good choices 😈 Somehow he convinced me to go to a truck stop and he was gonna offer my hole out. It didn't work out, mostly cause the weather was cold and crappy that night, but I still can't believe we went as far with it as we did. And boy did my hole get hungry! The 23 y/o did come over a couple of times and hopefully it will be a couple more in the future! He's pretty new and to my disappointment he wanted to wear a condom. I wanted him to fuck me so he wore one. The funny part is that he thinks he's above average and brought his own Magnum condom lol. He's not small, but it was def too big for him. After he fucked me solid he came inside me (inside the condom). The hot part is, after he left I dumped his hot young seed out of the condom and onto my cock and started jerking off. Then I spread some on a dildo and pushed it in my hole. A pig is gonna pig. The booTy bump is great. It's not a big rush, but more of a constant state of euphoria. And my hole gets hungry so quickly. I was setting this anon meet up before I even was thinking about what I was doing! When some sense started to come thru, I ignored it and pushed it back down. And you called it about being vanilla. Boo, I was still horny and very unsatisfied after. And hey...life happens. You don't owe me messages. BuT I do enjoy them! I'm glad things are well for you and your family. Truly. Good for you on getting your own hoT Time! Two brothers? That sounds soo kinky. I would love to have been a fly in the corner watching the whole ordeal unfold. Although I don't know if I could've stopped myself from joining in 😉 I can Travel too. Maybe an option is that we could meet in the middle? I'm afraid that if we stay where I live there's going to be too many anchors holding me down if that makes sense. I have a ton of vacation time saved up and I am desperate to use it. What better way then a little Pig ParTy with you? I get really horny thinking about spending a weekend or whatever with you. PartyandBree Replied: December 26, 2020 Hey man good to hear back from you. Not to mention that your message has me hard and dripping like crazy dude! I'm sure you know better than I do but I get the idea that you are enjoying the hell out of crossing those lines, and maybe you're not struggling as hard as you think with your inhibitions. I'm just saying bro! hehe That is hot as fucking hell man about your buddy shoving the shard of T up your ass on your birthday!! In addition to giving you his chem piss and tina cum too. Then he got you to go to a fucking Truck sTop to get multiple anon dicks and cum loads!! Good Thing you're sTruggling with your inhibiTions, righT?! OINK! Damn man I wish that had worked out because I would fucking blow a load reading all the dirTy dark deTails of THAT experience! Glad you hooked up with the 23 year old guy. Hopefullly next time he visits you can convince him to fuck you raw, or maybe "somehow" the condom will break if he uses one 😉 And if not you got it covered geTTing his hot load out of the condom and fucking some of it inside you on the dildo! Gawd I love how piggy you are!! Did the 23 year old parTy with you? It would have been hot as fucking hell if you'd been there with me and the brothers. I would love to have waTched you ride both their bare cocks and take their tina cum and chem piss in your holes along with my cum and piss too!! I ToTally undersTand about not wanting to be somewhere with anchors to hold you down. Man I definitely do NOT want anything holding you down or holding you back from giving in cumpleTely to those dark piggy "forbidden" urges and needs and enjoying going down some hot "forbidden" paths with me and Miss T! grrrrrrrrrrr I am so ready to have a fucking wild Pig ParTy with you for at least a weekend or longer. Dripping here thinking about it. Wish I was dripping my chem precum right on your hungry fucking Tongue!! JeremyP Replied: December 26, 2020 Our convo is making me so hard and horny. I can just imagine what TwisTed things we'll talk about when we're actually together. A little about me, I was going to college to be a Youth Pastor. I was married to a woman and everything. Eventually she figured out that I lusted after men & boys and we got divorced. It wasn't until I was in my mid twenties that I really started exploring sex with guys. Kind of a late bloomer. But it's that thinking that I cannot shake off. Now there is definitely a side of me that's trying to break free of those chains, but it isn't strong enough yet. But that side has me on this website and chatting my darkest desires with you. It also lets other guys talk me into smoking with them. My pig just needs fed and strengthened and hopefully one day I'll be free. And hopefully it's not too far away! hehe Maybe I am farther along then I realize and someone just needs to hold a mirror up so I can see myself for the TwisTed whore/slut/pig/etc. that I really am. My 23 y/o boy doesn't parTy that I know of. Too afraid to ask haha. I was thinking I would start with 420 and see how he reacts to that. Wouldn't it be fun to corrupt him tho? Introduce him to raw sex and chems? There is definitely an appeal to that for me. I would love it if he's never barebacked before and then I was his first. I might just have a glimpse of how you feel towards me now 😈 I suppose it isn't really corruption but rather helping us find the path we're supposed to be on. There's something so hoT about brothers and married and straight and bi.... I love to hear stories about when they smoke and then have sex with other guys. 2020 has been a rotten year and I would love to go down the rabbit hole with you in a Pig ParTy. To hear you talk about your kinkiest stories and fantasies. And then making myself admit that those are my fantasies too. I'm jacking off thinking about it...wishing your chem precum was dripping on my Tongue and your chempiss was filling my other hole. PartyandBree Replied: December 26, 2020 Our convo is having the same effect on me man. Hell just seeing I got a message from you gets me hard even before I read your nasty sex-filled hoT messages! I can't wait to see how TwisTed our convos are when we're togeTher - naked in bed, spun out of our heads like pigs on loTs and loTs of whiTe clouds, our inhibiTions and walls down and our hunger and forbidden and [banned word] cravings growing sTronger and darker. She figured out that you lusTed after men AND boys??!! Mmmmmm you need to tell me more about thaT!! 😜 I will be glad as hell to keep feeding and sTrengthening your pig and help thaT hot sensuous side of you keeping you here on this website, sharing all your darkest naughtiest and nasTiest desires and wanTs and fanTasies with me. I want to help you give yourself over to those TwisTed ThoughTs and hopefully help bring some to realiTy for and with you!! And hell fucking YES iT would fun as hell and hot as fuck to corrupT your horny "safe" sexy 23 year old guy. InTroduce him to the seducTive power and pleasure of Tina and let her help you convince him thaT fucking skin on skin is so damn fanTastic!! I have introduced a few studs to chems and raw sex and dude it is some of the hoTTest piggiesT darkesT fucking sex ever!! The married brother that was part of the 3-way was new to T and dude it got him so fucking high and piggy I couldn't wait to fuck and breed him!! Let's forgeT this fucking messed up year, go down into that hole with each other with plenty of weed and t and booze and then fucking p-e-r-v with each oTher and sharing our kinkiest hoTTest most decadent real sTories and wanTs. HiTTing the glass cock right now wishing I was shoTgunning these huge clouds with you and sending it's power and dirtiness sTraight to your brain and dick!!

A couple of years ago someone messaged me on this website and it started off a lengthy correspondence between the two of us. In these “letters” you’ll see a gradual corruption as temptation proves to be too inviting to one of the writers. I have gotten off to these messages several times and I compiled them for you so they read somewhat like a story. Hopefully they’ll get you off too. Most everything has been left intact (including grammatical errors) but of course, names and places have been changed. I’ve broken it up into several parts and plan to “publish” each part at least once a week. Here goes… part 1- First Steps ParTyBreeder Started conversation: May 2, 2020 You're damn hot man for sure! I KNOW we could have some HOT fucking fun together!! JeremyP Replied: May 5, 2020 Thanks man! Would love to have a long session with you to get my kink side out. ParTyBreeder Replied: May 15, 2020 Hell yeah! Love long hot sweaty sessions. And definitely love sexy fucks like you letting their kink side out! Tell me about your kink side dude! OINK! JeremyP Replied: May 16, 2020 I tend to be on the conservative side and my fantasy is to be with someone who pushes me to do and admit things that I normally wouldn't. A guy got me to smoke with him once and holy shit it was like truth serum. I definitely can be towards the [banned word]. I fantasize about smoking or more and getting fucked and taking loads. haha did I tell you enough? ParTyBreeder Replied: July 5, 2020 Hot damn dude! Yeah you told me plenty enuf! Enuf to get my fat hard cock oozing precum that I wanna drip down your throat and inside your ass!! JeremyP Replied: July 5, 2020 Your fat hard cock can ooze precum into any of my holes. Maybe we can have a session together one day. ParTyBreeder Replied: July 5, 2020 I'm definitely down for making that happen! Get you smoked up and spun and ready to give in to all of your wildest sleaziest horniest desires and cravings! My fat hard cock will do more than just ooze precum in your holes dude. It'll fucking fill you up at both ends with my thick chem-filled delicious fucking cum!! JeremyP Replied: July 5, 2020 omg you just made my dick so hard. please fucking fill me up with your chem cum. spin me up and watch me give in to my perviest cravings. I haven't smoked or anything for 2-3 years. I'm overdue, right? ParTyBreeder Replied: July 5, 2020 Hell fucking yeah dude! I want your dick hard and dripping chem precum while i keep making you take deep big hits off the glass cock letting the power and seduction of the smoke unleash more and more of your darkest perviest twisted cravings and needs. Breaking down your resistance so that you BEG me to fucking pound your hungry tight ass, to fill you up with my chem cum making you even piggier and sleazier! You are definitely overdue dude! You'll probably turn into a cock craving pig with just one or two hits since you haven't smoked in so long. I wanna watch you turn into that pervy greedy insatiable cum swallower! mmmmmmmmmmmm JeremyP Replied: July 6, 2020 Fuck yeah, let's do this! I want my dick hard and dripping chem precum too. Keep feeding me chems and see me get so twisted and so depraved that I say and do things that I wouldn't sober. I want you to fucking pound me and fill me up with your chem fluids over and over again. Each time it gets piggier and darker. ParTyBreeder Replied: July 6, 2020 Fucking hot dude!! Yeah we definitely need to do this! MI here. Where are you? I will feed you chems for hours, my dick throbbing and dripping the whole time as I watch your transformation from a man on the conservative side to a fucking hot sexy insatiable cock and cum whore, begging me to keep fucking you to keep breeding you to keep feeding you more and more chems destroying all of your inhibitions and restrictions. Yeah I get so fucking turned on bringing out a dude's piggy dark twisted nature! You like it dark and piggy and "forbidden" don't you sTud?!! JeremyP Replied: July 6, 2020 Western PA here. If you only knew how turned on I am right now... leTs just say that I'll go down any "forbidden" path you want to take me. ParTyBreeder Replied: July 6, 2020 Oh hot fucking DAMN man! If you only knew how fucking wickedly turned on and boned your last senTence jusT made me!! OINK!! ANY "forbidden" path? I would love to take you all spun up and on fire from the chems flooding your blood and your brain..take you down some hoT dirTy paths full of seductive, TwisTed, even [banned word] darkness and depraved pleasure. Watching you and encouraging you and helping you give in to the lust filled urges and cravings surrounding us on those paths and whispering SINsually into your ear and inside your head. Fuck I want to take you to the "forbidden" paths and make you admit how badly you want to do everything you've denied yourself for too long! JeremyP Replied: July 7, 2020 I'm ready.

I was anally obsessed from an early age. In my youth I started out with (after fingers of course) the small end of a a rubber ear syringe that I found in the medicine cabinet, screwdriver handles, and soda bottles (the glass 1970's versions with the long necks and smooth ends). I'm sure there were other things that went up me, but those are the ones I remember most from that era, which was before I had anyone else to have sex with, and years before I could purchase any legit sex toys. Later on I remember among other things trying medium/large size gumballs, and also hot dogs (after I had been playing around enough years that I wasn't tight enough to immediately chop it off midway though it going in). I found some perverse pleasure in walking around other people in the house knowing I had my ass filled. That was probably mid or just post-college years and by that time I had a few 'real' sex toys (albeit the cheap latex variety), but found the other stuff kinky and fun. I went through a phase where I would go outside (rural area, so no onlookers), use a garden hose to fill my ass up, and spray it out. Kind of odd, but it felt good at the time, and years later I even stumbled across some porn vids of other people doing the same thing, so I guess I wasn't alone in wanting to. These days I have a half dozen or so toys of various shapes and sizes, mostly silicon Square Peg stuff obtained from Mr. S Leather. I may play with them daily for two weeks straight or they may stay sitting in the box for a year, but they're fun when I'm in that mood. Porn-wise I'm always in the mood, and have a love for watching anally-obsessed twinks who get off on expanding their holes with huge toys (Bad Dragon etc), fists, pumps, and such. That never gets old!

I've always heard, and done it, that just a gentle kitchen soap and water (Joy, Palmolive, etc) mixture work fine. You can literally wash them off lightly with a sponge or rag, dry them, and they're good for another 100 breedings! Good luck bud.

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it already happened. I’m over it and not worrying about monkeypox. It wasn’t too bad.

I just moved to Charlotte (Uptown). Looking for friends, fuck buddies, etc.

This is already SO HOT. I wish i was that boy.

Sadly, the same is generally true in the U.S., though in the last presidential race, turnout was extraordinary (compared with past elections, that is, not compared with an absolute standard). By percentage of registered voters, it was the highest turnout since 1900. That, at least, is one thing we can credit to Donald Trump: he turned his supporters out, but he also turned out the opposition even more.

I Went on vacation to Germany with my (Now ex) Girlfriend my Brother and his Wife around the beginning of August, the first day in Berlin we must have walked a least 20 miles trying to see a lot of the tourist sites, by the time we got back to the hotel we all were so tired and sore, they had a hot tub and a steam room (they called it a "Wellness Center") down in the lower basement, my brother and i decide to go get massages while his wife and my Girlfriend went upstairs to go to bed, it was about 10 P.m. when we got to the wellness center the Attendant informed us that the massages were over at 9 but we could schedule an appointment for tomorrow. sad about that he told us that the hot tub would still be open till 11we said "Cool", he showed us to the locker room where we ask if they had swim trunks for us, he told us the hot tub was "Nude Only" (Germans seem to get naked every chance they get) i look at my brother and said "I don't care i'm going in!" he said "me Too!" my brother and i are about 16 year apart with different mothers but the same father, so the last time i saw him naked he was about 3 years old, he's about 5 ft 11, with dirty blond hair and green/blue eyes, he showed no shame taking off his shirt , pulling off his levis , standing in front of me in a pair of light-blue striped Tommy Hilfiger boxer shorts, looking at me he said "Here I Go"! dropping is underwear to show an almost totally shaved cut cock, pretty big too almost seven inches soft an big low hanging Balls, i just thought to myself wow he's handsome all the way around, i quickly dropped my underwear too, trying not to stare to long at my naked brother, i put the rest of my clothes in the locker, grabbed a towel and headed to the Hot tub with my brother behind me, we got in and just let the bubbles do their magic, after about 30 or 35 min. the attendant came in and asked if we needed anything we said "no" he said "very good" "we usually close about 11 but since you're the only ones here, you can stay as long as you like, just make sure you turn the light off" he said "good night" and left, we sat in the hot tub about another 15 min, then it shut off, since we couldn't figure out how to work the timer (all in German) we went into the Sauna which had three levels , i sat on the middle and my brother sat on the top it was just the right amount of steam and heat, after about 5 min. the door opened and another hotel guest came in, he said hello in broken english , he was german , he sat on the third row too, but kind of close to me, just over my right shoulder, the steam was thick enough to cover his face but i could see his hair "Very" long Uncut cock and balls, he kept rubbing his balls that were hanging long and low, he scooted to the edge of bench touching me with his leg, (i knew what this was) i looked over my shoulder again and he was just plan jacking his 8 inch uncut hairy cock, so close to my face i could smell his crotch, i glanced over at brother in the corner to see if he could see us, i was pretty sure he couldn't, but this guys cock was leaking pre-cum on my shoulder, i decided to go for it i put his fat dick in my mouth and began to try and suck it, the angle made it difficult but it felt so good in my mouth, we thought we were quiet but between the guy making quiet moaning noises and me making quiet sucking noises i know my brother figured out what was going on, but by now i didn't care, i got the guy to sit down on the level i was on and i just went face first all the way down his shaft into his dark bush! i started moving my head up and down like a piston, i was so into trying to get his load when i came up for air , i noticed a foot next to me, and the guy i was sucking was sucking too! he was blowing my brother! he was having a really hard time because my brother's hard cock must have been at least 9 inches long with a really fat head, i was laying stomach down on the bench with my face still sucking this nice german cock, but the the guy got up went around to my ass and started eating it like there was no tomorrow! this drives me wild (Now), he flips me over on my back and keeps eating my ass (My Girlfriend would never do this) i'm really moaning at this point, then i'm being choked by one of the biggest cocks i've ever had! my brother started fucking my throat! i can't breathe the head of his cock is massive he's pumping my mouth like a pussy thats to tight, his balls hitting my forehead! i can taste his pre-cum leaking in my mouth and dripping on my face when he pulls out, then i feel a sharp pain i hadn't noticed that the german stopped eating my ass now he was trying to fuck my ass! holy fuck! he's using his spit for lube! it really hurts but it feels good too, my dick gets really hard, my ass starts to loosen up he's fucking my hole pretty easy now, i can feel that he's going all the way in now he's banging into me really hard, my brother stopped fucking my mouth just long enough for the german to start shooting his load in my ass! he pulls out and comes over to my mouth and puts the rest of his load down my throat, i can feel his dick starting to go soft, then holy fuck! my brother plunged his fat 9 inch cock balls deep into my ass, using the germans cum for lube no warm up or ease ing in he just rapes my hole! he fucks me so deep and fast, my ass hole stays open in between his thrust ! my cock gets evan harder, all i can hear is the sound of his huge balls slapping into me! all of a sudden i can feel his cock get bigger and start to pulse and twitch, which make me shoot my load all over my face without hands! his cock goes soft and slides out of the gaping sore hole which is my ass, i'm covered in my own cum, and about a cup of cum pours out of my ass when i stand up, the german guy says thanks (He had no idea we were related) and takes off , my brother just says "fuck, my Mary could never take dick like that!" turns out my brother is a little bit Bi-Sexual and he says he evan got a Blow job from my cousin, he said he loves his wife but got caught up in the moment, all i can say is i hope he wants to get caught up in the moment around thanksgiving! my ass was sore and loose for four days, oh it turns out at breakfast the next morning the other guy in the sauna was married too! man i love Germany!

My last load was three days ago bent over my workbench and on the phone with my neighbor while my partner pulled my shorts down and ate my ass and then fucked me like a dog. we both have a hard on for our str8t neighbor

I was 12, and it was very right. I probably could have started a year or two sooner and quickly learned to enjoy it, but I'm happy with when and how it happened. At 12, I was curious about other boys and badly wanted to suck my friends, so I was definitely ready for it. Learning from my dad, I quickly became a *great* cocksucker, and gained the confidence to approach my friends in private. Some of them weren't as discreet as they "should" have been, so I quietly got a reputation, and frequently found myself on my knees in stairwells, locker rooms, garages, and basements. Damn, I loved that!

Living in Las Vegas has its upside and downside. Part of the upside is that you have two waves of new people coming into town every week - the weekend wave and the mid-week wave. Part of the downside is that most of the visitors stay on the strip, which is congested and time consuming to get to/from, and many visitors come with friends or family and end up sharing a room and can't host, and won't travel to you. Also, as a former California native, a lot of ex-fuckbuds end up on the chat sites as well when they make a trip into town. Every now and then you get lucky and the stars align and everything falls into place. I'm big into anon scenes, especially meeting at a hotel, so I often chat with people with completely blank profiles who are looking for anon hookups. Last night I was chatting with a guy in town who I found on squirt and his profile was largely blank except his age and height/weight. We started chatting and he told me me he was in town for a trade show and was only looking for anonymous head and we agreed to meet. He was going to block the hotel door open and have me come in, find him on the bed naked and then start sucking his dick till he came, swallow his load and then leave. No names, no words, just suck, swallow and go. He gave me his room info and I headed down to his hotel. I got to his room and door was jammed open and I let myself in and locked it behind me. I walked into the dimly-lit room and just as we both came into view of each other we both simultaneously said "Oh Fuck!" as we recognized each other immediately. It was the brother of one of my business clients! We'd known each other well over the years that I've worked with that client and him on different projects for more than 15 years, and I knew he was married with kids. We both stood there with an awkwardness for a few seconds and then he got up off the bed still completely naked (and hard) and said "Well this is really awkward" and I responded "yeah, a little but I'm sure we'll live" and he responded "what do you think we should do, should you leave and we just pretend this never happened?" and I responded "I think we should do what I came here to do, we can always pretend it never happened after that" and I could see him thinking for a quick second and then he went and laid back down on the bed like he had been before. His dick had started to go soft but I went to work sucking his dick and got him hard again in no time. After giving him a great suck job, he finally came and blasted my tonsils with his cum. I sucked him clean, got up and left as we had originally planned and went back home. Late this morning, I got a text message from him that said "hey, how are you doing? sorry to have been out of touch for so long, but let's get together next time you're in town". I "got the message" so to speak and just responded with a thumbs up, and he responded with two thumbs up to which I took as a compliment for a job well done. I'm sure I'll be seeing more of him regularly from now on, and I'm due to be out his way in two weeks.

Dude. This is a privately owned website that you’re using for free. It’s not a fucking democracy. It’s not even a republic. The owner gets to make whatever rules he wants in his own house. While you’re in his house, you observe his rules. If you don’t like his rules, you leave his house. Simple. Yes, I’m going to speak up for the Moderators, not because I suck up to them (why would I need to?) but because I do the same thankless job elsewhere on the web, and it ain’t easy trying to keep the tent from flying off a three-ring circus full of loudmouthed ass-clowns who want to put on a show. “Calling out” a Moderator will accomplish absolutely nothing except getting you banned quicker. You have no power or authority to do anything but show your ass. It took you time and effort to write this screed, but they can blink it out of existence in a tiny fraction of that time - and probably will - and probably should. Because the truth is, this isn’t about integrity, or calling someone to account - this is about you venting your spleen because someone had the nerve to talk back to you. You seriously expect sympathy from the readers of this forum when someone who calls himself ‘BoyStrangler’ cries “bully”? A bully is usually the first one to stand up and holler “bully” when things don’t go his way, and every syllable you’ve ever posted on this forum, sir, screams “bully”. That’s not me characterizing you - that’s the brand you market for yourself. By all means aggravate the Moderators. While you’re at it, why not get in some practice by going to the zoo, climbing in the tiger cage and poking the tiger with a stick? Same thing, basically.

We need a forum thread of All Star Stories, the ones with the most reactions or comments.

Brian feasted on the dinner that Wyatt carefully prepared for his man. After Brian ate his fill, he settled in for the evening while Wyatt cleaned up the dinner dishes. When he finished, Brian told him to some sit with him. Brian had taken off his shirt and Wyatt cuddled up against him. Brian asked him about his day at school and Wyatt told him all about it. Wyatt explained that they had taught the boy's how to be better lovers for their men. Brian said he was looking forward to seeing what Wyatt had learned. Wyatt started sucking on Brian's nipples and Brian leaned his head back and enjoyed the stimulation. Wyatt then turned his attention to the big man's armpits. He absolutely loved the scent of sweat and musk of Brian. He rubbed his face all over so he could wear the scent of his man. Brian's cock was straining against his jeans and he stood up and scooped the smaller Wyatt into his arms. "Time for bed boy but I ain't ready to sleep just yet". Brian carried him to the bed and sat him down. Wyatt wasted no time in stripping Brian naked and then got naked himself. Wyatt pushed Brian flat on the bed and told him that tonight he would do the work for Brian to just lay back and enjoy. Wyatt started by again sucking and teasing the leaking cock of Brian. He then climbed up and straddled his guy, lining up his hole ( the instructors called them boy pussies) and then teased by letting it rub against his tight sphincter. He could feel the precum lubing his formerly virgin hole. He would let the glans slightly penetrate and pull off making Brian very horny. After a bit, Brian put his hands on Wyatt's hips and slowly pulled him down onto his rigid shaft. The boy sunk down lower and lower, his eyes closed in a bit of pain but determined to take it all. Finally he felt Brian's balls and full pubes nestled against his ass. They sat like that for a bit, Wyatt feeling the big cock throb and flex inside of him. Brian passed the bottle of poppers to Wyatt and commanded him to take 6 big whiffs. He did and his pussy relaxed. Wyatt then started rocking on the cock in him, the lifting himself up before dropping back down. Brian was lifting Wyatt up more and more and soon was pistoning inside his boy's pussy. Wyatt would shudder each time he felt that big head graze his prostate. Fuck this feels good Wyatt said. His own cock was rock hard too and leaking, pooling on Brian's flat abs. The closer Wyatt got to orgasm, the harder he bounced on that dick. Suddenly Wyatt started almost convulsing as his orgasm hit him. His pussy was convulsing with him and Brian couldn't hold back any longer. He came inside the boy as the boy shot his load all over Brian's chest. They were both sweaty when it subsided and Wyatt dutifully started cleaning up his spunk off Brian and then cleaned up Brian's cock as well. Brian was amazed how far Wyatt had progressed in just a few days. As Brian lit another cigarette, he told Wyatt, " I think you earned an A tonight on your homework". Wyatt beamed at the compliment and snuggled up beside him. "Thank you Sir, I just want to make you happy"

So… MEA CULPA… The article that I started this thread with is FAKE NEWS! Apparently guy in the pic has neurofibromatosis, not monkeypox. Reddit has banned the story. Below is the bit that I said in a post above that was wrong… That said, based on what people are saying here some health authorities and doctors are giving out misinformation or inadequate information, so it's not like it isn't an issue.

Part 12 I woke up in the middle of the night. The lights were on and I still had my dick in my right hand with my bottle of poppers. My stomach and chest were all sticky from the load I had shot a few hours earlier. I placed the poppers onto the bedside table, turned the lights off and slid into the sheets, still all dirty with my cum. I dozed off almost instantly until the morning. The first day of the conference was as expected, extremely busy, running around everywhere, reconnecting with professional connections in person, especially after a two-year pandemic hiatus. I was trying as hard as I could to stay focused on work, but my mind was constantly going to what was going to happen that evening. I was thinking I was about to take knowingly my first poz load. I was both excited as hell and scared like shit at the same time, even with the knowledge I would probably be okay with PrEp eventually. I was constantly checking my phone, secretly hoping he would cancel, and I had to stop myself from canceling multiple times during the day. I was getting cold feet but I had wanted this for so long, and the opportunity was finally within reach. I was so distracted my colleagues probably had to snap me back to reality a few times. The evening couldn’t come fast enough and yet the day went by in the blink of an eye. At dinner, I was only thinking of ways to expedite things and finally excused myself from the table, claiming I had a few work-related emails to write. I made my way to my room and started cleaning myself up. I always make a point of being ready and clean for my tops, as I personally am not a big fan of scat. It also makes me more confident for long sessions, and I didn’t know for how long he wanted to play that evening. It took me a bit more than an hour to prepare and it was almost 10:30pm when I texted him that I was ready for him. -“Great, departing soon, I should be there around 11:15pm. I’ve been stroking my cock for the past two hours.” -“Can’t wait, Sir!” There I was, I was a just a few minutes away from what I had been wanting for so long. I had a little time to kill before his arrival. I climbed into bed, pulled my phone out and started browsing for porn. I was just wearing my black Nike gym shorts over my white jockstrap, with my white crew socks, no shirt. I just didn’t want to waste too much time undressing. I settled on a video I had found a few weeks earlier, my bottle of poppers ready in my hand. [think before following links] https://barebackbastards.com/48132/hot-pozzing/ Watching this insanely hot scene, I started jerking my dick frantically, huffing as much poppers as I could take. I maybe watched it ten times, stopping myself right before shooting my load on multiple occasions. Around 11pm, I finally heard a light knock. I got up, dimmed the lights in the room and went to answer the door. -“Hey boy!” -“Hey!”. He made his way into the room before I could invite him to come in. There he stood, in front of me, after all those years. He was about 5’11, probably 180lbs, fit without being muscular, dark blond hair, shaved face, green eyes. He looked a bit heavier than he did on his BBRT pics but I didn’t mind. I don’t really have types when it comes to bodies and I’m more attracted to kinks and attitudes. And this one had known how to push my buttons and turn me on for a while. He was wearing grey shorts and a white tank top. It had been a hot day and I could smell he was sweating. He approached me, looking me in the eyes, grabbed the back of my head and stuck his tongue into my mouth. His embrace was strong and he was almost lifting me off the floor. His tongue was digging deeper and deeper and I could feel his saliva dripping down my throat. I could already feel his rock hard dick rubbing on my bare stomach through his shorts. I felt his grip tightening and guiding my head towards his left armpit. The scent of sweat assaulted my nose and he probably noticed my slight movement of surprise as he pushed my face back into his pit. -“Sniff those, boy! Better than poppers!” I complied, and the smell just got me higher and hornier than ever. I could feel his pit hair on my face. Once he was satisfied, he finally guided my head down to his crotch. I started licking his cock through his shorts. He must have been quite horny too as I could taste precum on the soaked fabric. -“Come on, boy. Show me how much you want my dick!” He was pushing his crotch against my face until he pushed me away to pull his shorts down, revealing an average-sized but hard as a rock dick. This sight got me out of my mind and I moved to put it into my mouth, before he stopped me. -“Look at me, boy! Look at me in the eyes!” I obeyed. -“You know what I want, boy?” -“Yes, Sir!” -“I want you to be my poz son! You want that, don’t you?” -“Yes, Sir! That’s what I want!” -“Good boy! I’ve been off my meds for the past two weeks! You sure you want it?” -“Yes!” -“Put it in your mouth now!” I was more than happy to comply and started licking the tip of his poz dick, trying to catch as much toxic precum as I could. He was holding my head while I slowly went down on his shaft, as deep as I could take it. -“Look at me, boy!” I looked up, my mouth full of his cock. -“Your first poz dick, and it’s now dripping my toxic precum down your throat.” My mind was rushing, I was just realizing what I was doing. I probably had a slight movement backwards because I felt his hands holding me in place. -“No time to back out now, I’ll make sure you go all the way!” He spotted my bottle of poppers on my nightstand, grabbed it and put it under my nose. -“Sniff, boy!” I took a big huff as he proceeded to pinch my nose to keep the vapours in. -“Enjoy, boy. You’ll need as much poppers as possible. I’m just getting started with you,we have the week!”

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

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

Your best option there would be to use a Burdizzo clamp. Cuts the blood supply and should just shrivel up. I imagine it's very painful though, but you might be into that...

2 As I laid there waiting for the seed inside me to hopefully finds its way to my egg, I thought about how I'd gotten to this moment. I guess I've always known I was destined to be a mother. I never met my own but I naturally had those motherly instincts. At the orphanage growing up, I always wanted to play with the baby dolls while the other boys were roughhousing with trucks and blocks. As puberty hit and I learned about sex, I had no desire to put my penis inside any girls, or boys for that matter. I didn't even like to touch my penis for pleasure, preferring my hole instead. As I discovered porn, I found myself wanting to be the women in them, taking those penises but more importantly those loads of sperm. Being a mother seemed like a fantasy until the day that changed my life. I was scrolling through YouTube and came across a documentary called "The Pregnant Man." I clicked on it thinking it was fictional and it would let my fantasies fly. Instead, I learned the truth that would change my direction in life: some men could be impregnated! It was rare, but possible. Males born with protruding belly buttons (or outies) carried a few eggs inside of an ovary. I reached down to confirm what I already knew and my stomach filled with butterflies: I had an outie! To reach these eggs, the sperm must be inserted deeply and be very potent. In the film, it showed a man in his early 20s (like me) holding his newborn baby. Next to them stood the father, a massive black man with a deep voice who looked like he was seven feet tall. Sadly they didn't show his penis in the film but I could only imagine how large it must be to knock his boy up. When the film finished, I knew what I had to do.

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Think long and hard as once they are gone there is no going back, I was 110% certain when I was castrated and had my cock removed. I may still have one ball in my sack but that is all I have.

It is impossible to go back once you experience raw cock and cum!

PART 3 Conrad looked up at me and smiled. His legs were still wide open, and a pearl-size drop of cum escaped his hole. I pushed it in with my finger, and he moaned. “Sit up, boy,” I said. “Take three nice hits off the pipe for your big bro. I’m gonna get us ready for a night at the baths.” I heard the click of the lighter as I grabbed a white jockstrap from the laundry basket, giving it a quick smell and catching a whiff of cum, sweat, and piss in the fabric pouch. I threw it to Conrad. “Here, bud—wear this,” I said. “It’s only slightly used.” He nodded as a dense cloud billowed from his mouth. Meanwhile, I grabbed my playkit, threw on a T-shirt, and pulled my gym shorts over my cock—still rock-hard and glistening with fresh poz seed. The mesh fabric strained around my erection, pulling on the elastic and revealing just a little bit of the thick patch of hair above my cock. I heard the boy hit the pipe a second time, then a third, as I prepared another dose of G in the kitchen. I brought him the dose as he exhaled smoke from his nose like a regular chemwhore. “Drink up,” I said, “then put on those shorts. But leave your tank top here, OK? I want everybody to see my lil’ bro’s hot fuckin’ body.” He nodded, gulping at the G-laced soda before pulling his shorts over the jockstrap. The waistline landed about one-third of the way down his bubble butt, revealing a bright-white band of elastic. “Good boy,” I said, lighting up the pipe and sharing the smoke with him in a deep, hungry kiss. “Now let’s go feed your hot little butt.” He practically ran to the bathhouse, stopping every 50 feet or so to keep his shorts from slipping to the ground. Finally I grabbed his hand, unbuttoned the top button, and let the shorts fall. He shot a worried glance my way. “Don’t worry, bud,” I said with a triumphant grin, opening the front doors to the bathhouse. “Nobody here’s gonna complain.” My buddy Rick was on duty at the ticket window. As Conrad and I approached, he gave the kid a once-over and laughed. “Holy shit, dude,” he said to me. “This one's gonna be good.” “It already is,” I said, showing him one of my fingers slick with cum from Conrad’s hole. Rick practically licked his chops. (He was one of my regular top buddies, and he especially loved sprinkling a layer of T on his raw poz dick and sliding it inside a faggot’s wrecked, dripping cumhole.) As he secured a room for us, I glanced back at the guys standing in line. All of them craned their necks to see my boy leaning against the counter in his jockstrap. I pulled his ass apart, revealing a trickle of cum running down his leg. That earned a few grunts of piggy appreciation. Then I whispered in my lil’ bro’s ear: “Keep spreading it, boy. Be proud of your hunger.” He nodded eagerly, reaching back and showing off his smooth, knocked-up boyhole. One of the dudes in line responded with a single word: “Fuuuuuuuuuck.” “The sling room is taken,” said Rick. “But I’m pretty sure you’ll be invited there at some point.” (He gave the word “point” a little extra emphasis, followed by a wink.) “Anyway, I managed to get a deluxe room for you. Come on through and let me check your bags.” We walked through the security door, and I put my playkit on the counter. Rick opened it up. I'd packed everything I might need for a night of poz-fucking: a row of prepared points, a large dimebag full of T, a needleless syringe for administering booty bumps, and a water bong. “Looks good to me,” he said with a smirk. Then he leaned over the counter and lowered his voice. “I’m off at 6 am. You’re welcome to come by my place when you’re done here.” Rick often hosted a group at his place on Sunday mornings. It was always a good crowd—mostly because he would recruit the hottest partyboys from the bathhouse by giving them a glimpse of his big dick while “checking their bags.” I gave him a nod. “Fuck yeah,” I said. “He’ll be very ready for you by that...point.” “Point taken,” said Rick with a smirk. “Now get to work.” As Conrad and I began walking down the hallway toward our room, I put my arm around his shoulder, bringing my mouth close to his ear. “If you see anything you like, just let me know. OK, buddy?” “Yes, big bro,” he answered, causing my cock to nearly spring out of my shorts. We walked past the hot tub, where some kid sat on the edge, legs dangling in the water, his hole eagerly riding a Daddy's raw cock. The kid was clearly tweaked out of his mind, and I could hear the top muttering a steady stream of pigtalk as the kid bounced hungrily on his dick. Conrad stopped and stared. “Don’t worry, buddy,” I said. “That’s nothing compared to what you’re in for.” We turned the corner. Ahead of us, leaning against the wall, a furry guy in his mid- to late 20s stood watching the men walk by. He was wearing nothing but a towel and a camouflage ballcap. I thought to myself: this is what Conrad might look like in a few years. The dude sported a little more muscle, a spray of hair across his pecs, and a clear treasure trail leading from his abs to the towel wrapped around his waist. But that's not what really caught my attention. No: what caught my attention was the giant red-and-black biohazard tattoo just above his left nipple. And then something happened that blew my fucking mind. Conrad saw the dude standing there, let out a little whimper, and made a beeline for this total fuckin’ stranger. And without a word, he placed his tongue on the guy’s nipple...giving the biohazard tat a long, slow lick. The dude grinned, placed his hand on the back of Conrad’s head, and encouraged him to keep worshiping the mark of poz brotherhood. Then he looked over at me. “This your boy?” he said. “Fuck yeah,” I answered. “I’m Sloan. This is Conrad.” “Jason here,” he said. “But before we go any further, he needs to be clear on one thing.” “What’s that? “My tattoo isn’t gonna give him what he wants. Only one thing is gonna do that.” He pulled the towel away from his waist, and his fat uncut cock swung forward, its head grazing my lil’ bro’s abs. Conrad whimpered again. I leaned over to give Jason a long, sloppy kiss. “Come with us,” I said. “I wanna see you help my boy earn his tattoo.” Conrad broke away from his poz-worship, and the two guys followed me to the room. Once inside, the boy dropped to his knees and began noisily and shamelessly slurping on Jason’s poz cock. Fuck yeah, I thought to myself. That G is definitely kicking in. “Goddamn,” said Jason with a laugh. “You got this kid fuckin’ blitzed, huh?” I answered with a proud nod. “Nice,” Jason said, then lowered his voice. “So…how are you guys partying?” I raised my eyebrows, then gave Jason another deep kiss as Conrad kept trying to devour his cock. “Fuck, dude,” I whispered in his ear. “That’s one of my favorite fuckin’ questions.” (As most partypigs know, the only people who ask “how you’re partying” are slammers—so Jason was not only a hot poz fucker, but a slampig too.) “Oh yeah, fucker?” he said with a smirk. “You been playing darts with this boy?” “Not yet,” I answered. “But in a few minutes, he'll be getting his first fuckin’ slam.” I took Jason’s hand and guided it to Conrad’s hole. His finger made contact with the warm seed slowly dripping from my lil’ bro’s knocked-up cunt—and with that, Jason’s eyes rolled back in his head and he moaned in appreciation. “That’s poz load #1,” I said. “My load. I got this kid high and pounded his virgin cunt full of seed. And of course he’s hungry for more.” “Of course he is,” Jason said. “Listen—I’m here with my poz Daddy, the dude who knocked me up about a year ago. We’re in the sling room. We love getting negboys on their backs, slamming ‘em up for the first time, and transforming them into little poz cumhounds. You wanna join us?” I flashed him a wolfish grin, then leaned over to kiss him again. “Couldn’t have planned it better myself,” I said. “Fuckin' A. Let’s go create a slampig.” MORE SOON…