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I live in a Southern College town and for the last 25 years I’ve had over a thousand hot little college boys moaning, begging, shivering, screaming, and sometimes crying when their hot little assholes were touched, rimmed and fucked for the very first time. I’ve fucked them at my house, their parent’s house, my car, empty classrooms, parks, bathrooms, apartments, dorm rooms, stairwells, a dark corner of the quad while pep rallies are going on and in a empty storeroom during football games with 94,000 fans screaming for their respective teams. A few of them have been kinky subs and would drink my piss, beg for my belt and accept my fist or anything else I wanted to shove up their delicious pink assholes. However, most are sexually confused or pretend straight frat boys craving a man’s affection or guidance. Although the fun and games have to end when they graduate there is always a fresh crop every year. My last load happened last Friday before the first game of the season. Guy on grinder, about 35 hit me up sent ass, face and body pictures and asked if I remember fucking him for three years while he was here in law school here. I didn’t but he was hot as shit so I said yes and gave him my address. We made out, undressed each other then I sat in a chair putting him on the floor to service my cock. After a while of affection sucking I got down to face fucking, slapping, name calling and spitting on his beautiful, still boyish face. Then we got in bed with him on top of me sucking my hard cock while I devoured his hairless asshole. I was surprised when he moved down and started licking and sucking my hole. After it was good and wet he put some fingers in and stretched it open. I decided it was time to fuck him but he quickly climbed on top of me. Looking down on me with a shit eating grin he kissed me while he slowly slide his cock into my hole. I had never noticed before but he had a decent sized thick cock. He slid in and out fucking me passionately while saying how much he missed his Daddy. This went on lovingly for about twenty minutes before he actually manhandled me onto my hands and knees on the side of the bed. He stood up behind me, said spread your cheeks you fucking faggot, took his dick in hand and shoved it in so hard it knocked me onto my stomach. He fucked me without mercy, slapped my ass, pulled my hair, tweeked my nipples, squeezed my balls all the while sawing his fat steel rod in and out of my now wide open hole. He lasted a long time but a split second after he screamed take my load you nasty queer I swear he filled me with so much come I’m still dripping a week later. He rolled off me, but we were still rubbing our sweat covered bodies together and he was playing with my soaking wet hole. He got up took a shower and said he had to go. Before he left he said “I’ve been dreaming about raping and destroying your ass just like you did to me so many times 15 years ago. When I’m coming up my husband’s hole I sometimes dream it’s you I’m holding down and flooding.” I walked him to door, we kissed and he said “next home game in two weeks, have your hole cleaned out good because I promised my husband I would find us a fag we could tie up, rape, fist, piss in and could punish in any way his little heart desires.” I stood there as he left with his come running down my legs and my dick getting hard thinking about his next trip to town.

Ok so I just found this website because I need to share. I'm a 6ft 5 muscular bottom, in an open relationship with my bf. We're both on prep and fully vaxxed up against the usual diseases. Ive only ever used condoms with hookups before. Then I met this Nigerian guy, with a huge thick cock. We used condoms the first few times but he's always asked for bareback, as he likes breeding. Ive always said no, until two fucks ago when the condom came off and ended up inside me as he came, filling me with his load. I was kinda scared so I got a full STI test and it came back clean. He messaged me again and asked me if he could breed me properly this time. He said he had only fucked one other person and that they were both STI free, so I said fuck it, you can breed me. Holy shit it was amazing. His cock felt 100 times better inside me. It slipped in with much less effort than usual, and he was so hard i could actually feel my hole widening as he thrusted. He fucked me for 45 minutes in different positions and made me squeal like a pig as he pounded my prostate and rearranged my guts to fit this thick cock. I whispered 'breed me' into his ear when I thought I couldn't take his dick any longer and he immediately started pounding even harder. He thrusted deeper and I could feel the throbbing cock release the seed deep in my cunt. I told him to stay in me, he lay down on top of me for 5 minutes as every bit of cum was absorbed from his cock into my hole. When he pulled out his cock was perfectly clean, and I love soft cock so I sucked every last drop of cum out. He wanted to examine my hole afterwards and told me to spread it so he could look, so I did and he told me it looked like a pussy. I asked him to show me a picture and it really was a proper cunt. I loved it. We cuddled for about an hour and I headed home to push out the load. I did it in front of a mirror and I swear to god ive never seen a load this size before. It started out as liquid with the unmistakable smell of cum, then it became thicker and creamier until I had pushed out all of his beautiful sperm. I was tempted to eat it but I chickened out, which I regret 😭. I messaged him to tell him about the size of the load and he responded 'I was trying to get you pregnant, they are my babies inside you' and it made me so fucking horny. Just imagining being bred by this beautiful cock again drives me insane. I wake up in the night rock hard and dreaming of being drilled full of cum again and again. I think ive just become a cumslut 🥲

We connected over an app late last night. He'd been down at the local ABS and wasn't having any luck. I, horny as ever, asked if he need a load. He said yes. We met up in a parking lot that was empty, but close-ish to a major road and was very well lit. The treeline was about a hundred yards from the road, which meant even if anybody passing happened to be looking directly for us, they couldn't see anything unless they were much closer (and therefore giving us plenty of time to get dressed). It was starting to rain a bit so we stepped under the trees. The guy was thin, in great shape, had a soft, short beard and gages in his ears. He didn't say a word as he walked across the open parking lot to me, other than a "Fuck!" as he squatted before me to suck my cock, which I had pulled my pants down a bit to expose. He was a top-notch cocksucker and the combination of his mouth and being outside and in public had me on the edge quickly so I told him to stand up. This good bottom immediately turned around and pulled his pants down below his ass, revealing a GYM jockstrap that gave me perfect access, especially since he was a few inches shorter than me. I slid inside his ass easily and began pumping him. He started moaning almost immediately and grabbed at my hands to balance himself as we were standing in the open fucking. He didn't even bother touching his dick. Only a few minutes later I shuddered and started unloading inside his ass. It took about a full minute before I finished, the convulsions taking a bit to go away. Only then did he pull himself off my dick, spin around and squat again so he could look me in the eyes as he cleaned my cock off. Then we pulled our pants up and walked back to our cars.

Part 3 - Accepting his Birthday Gift Once we got to my place, I pointed Dae to the shower and threw my sweater and shorts in the washing machine. Then I joined him. It was a cramped shower, so we had no choice but to huddle up against one another. We made the most of it, making out, me biting his ear and pushing my hard cock along his crack and positioning it for entry. Before I could enter him, he stopped me. “Pretty sure I have HIV-positive cum inside me from that guy in the park. IDK if that matters to you.” I was bewildered that he knew. “How do you know that?” “Didn’t you see his scorpion tattoo? Or that he kept talking about giving me a birthday gift? Kinda obvious.” He chuckled. I was amazed. Dae knew his shit. “And you’re fine with that? Are you on PrEP?” “Not on PrEP, but my mom is a pharmacist so I can get PEP pretty easily if I want to.” “If your mom is a pharmacist, why didn’t you just get on PrEP?” I inquired, while turning off the shower and grabbing our towels. “I mean I have the pills. I just don’t take them,” he looked down at his feet. “This is gonna sound weird, but I guess I kinda like the risk.” I looked at him while I dried my shoulders. “I should have told you this earlier. That guy with the scorpion tattoo fucked me about a month ago, and I found out that I’m HIV positive yesterday before I went to the park.” Dae smiled as he bent over to dry his legs with his towel. “So you gave me your gift?” “Yea, I probably should have spoken up. I just didn’t want you to freak out and leave. I really wanted you.” “You want me now?” Dae turned around and leaned over the sink. “Poz me daddy.” Without a second thought, I pushed my whole cock up his ass in one go. He squealed like the pig he was. “Fuck. I want that toxic load daddy. Fucking dump it in my neg hole.” Dae was fulfilling his wildest fantasy, taking poz load after poz load after poz load. “Please daddy, knock me up. Make me your little AIDS whore. I want it.” The desire to please him and give him his wish propelled the quickest load that I’ve ever shot. “Take my poz cum Dae. You’re mine now.” Dae twisted around to kiss me. “Yes I am.” As our tongues met, more of my toxic cum splattered the walls of his rectum. I felt closer with this guy I met two hours ago than I’d felt with anyone my whole life up to that point. As he melted into me, I could tell he felt the same way. I slowly pulled out and fingered in any cum that spilled out, more aggressively than I normally would. My nails cut at his linings. Part of me really did want him to be mine. We wrapped our towels around our waists. I opened the door to find my roommate Deshawn waiting, totally naked. Deshawn was a 5’10” muscular black trans man, same age as me. He was a very hot guy with a chiseled jaw and braids with yellow and green beads at the tips. He’d had his top surgery and a series of tattoos to adorn his pecks and bulky upper arms. He also had a pussy and was an avid cumdump. I’d known him since the first year of college, and, while we fooled around regularly, we were best friends. “Hey poz daddy.” Deshawn laughed. I guess he’d heard us and the cat was out of the bag. “Yea, got some news yesterday.” “Sounds like you’re making the most of it,” he said looking at Dae. “Knocking up young sluts already?” I introduced them and explained a little of how we met. “Magical,” Deshawn said gliding past us. “Well, this bitch gotta pee, so y’all have fun. And Julius, I better get some of that newly charged juice in my pussy soon.” He mmmm’ed with conviction. He closed the door, and we made our way to my bedroom. Dae flung his towel off and collapsed on my bed making himself at home. “How the hell does class start in just three hours? Can I sleep here?” I laid down beside him and squeezed his nipples softly. “Yea, you can stay here. At least it’s a Friday. Where do you go?” “SFSU,” he sighed and then beamed. “I can feel your warm cum inside me, infecting me,” he licked his lips. “Yea, you should ask your mom for PEP ASAP.” He looked pensive for a moment and then lifted himself over me. “I don’t think I will. I want this part of you in me forever.” He kissed me softly. Between kisses, I tried to convince him that he didn’t have to get infected, but he had made his decision. Honestly, it turned me on that he wanted to risk it because I was the one giving it to him. Dae settled his head on my chest and our naked bodies entangled under the blankets. “This wasn’t just a one night stand, right?” “No. This was more.” I kissed his head and pulled him tightly into me. We drifted asleep. When the alarm went off, Dae was gone. He had left his number and Instagram handle on a sticky note pressed to my phone. As I dressed, I stuffed my morning wood down my pant leg. It would have been nice to have a fleshy young cunt to fill that morning, but it was a Friday. I knew, after work, I’d find something or someone fun to do.

This 40 year old guy caught me on sniffles this am Could he come right over and fuck me He wanted it anonymous. gave him address and in 10 min he was here I was ass naked laying on bed. he came in took off his clothes and fingered my hole. He quickly shoved his dick in there He pounded me a little till I heard him moan and felt him cum never saw his face just left with an ass full of his cum

I started chasing many years ago, but always with much hesitation. It started after I hooked up with a man who introduced me to tina. He was also very much into warping my young mind. Every time I was taking a hit, he would tell me about a new fetish I would want to do. It started with getting fucked bareback, ass to mouth, drinking piss, fucked anonymous, craving cum in my ass, and of course, taking poz loads.. By the end of the night, I was taking his bare cock and his cum and his piss and begging him for his poz loads. I didn't convert from that experience, but I was always wanting it again. I tried to stay safe though and then I started prep, but it was still in the back of my mind.... A few years ago, I met a younger man while traveling, and he was poz and very much enjoyed me begging for his poz cum. Even better, he dominated me well, and I find him the most attractive man I’ve ever had sex with. So, I definitely stayed in touch. We traveled together to his country early in 2020 and we had a couple bareback sex parties. Then came the pandemic, and we were able to be locked down together. He ran out of his meds, and I ran out of mine. That day he told me he needed to fuck me with a condom, and I told him no, I wanted him to fuck me bareback. Knowing I was taking his viral loads made the sex so much more thrilling, and when he started to fuck me, it was like the devil was inside both of us. These fucks were so intense. When he unloaded into my ass, my cock would sometimes shoot cum as he came inside my ass. As he became more toxic, he wanted to fuck even more. We know I converted, one day I woke up feeling awful. I had it checked out, but didn't get tested, knowing it would still take a couple of weeks or months if it was the fuck flu. Given the pandemic, I couldn't stay with him forever, and I had to travel to another country to work. Travel restrictions would make a reunion very difficult. A couple months after returning home, over a video call, he saw the result that I was expecting. He actually didn’t believe it, so I had to buy a second test, and show him the test again. The doctor that I saw had me start my meds almost immediately, and I started to take them. It took almost two years, but we were finally reunited last month. He’s younger than me, so I don’t call him my poz dad, instead, I call him my toxic god. The connection between us is very strong, and I love his dominance and mischievousness. He knows about my first experience with tina. He knew exactly what I needed to learn from him. While I had started medication almost immediately, he told me he went five years without medication. Once he started, he quickly became undetectable, and then there was a second period of time during the pandemic, when off meds his viral load rebounded quickly. He told me how much his sex drive changes, and how it felt fucking me. He easily convinced me I should feel the same way. I could stop the medication, and return to it one day when necessary. I asked him if he'd keep my pills safe, because I want to find out what he felt. I’m back together with my toxic god, and soon I'll know what it feels like on the other side.

My last load was from a guy in his 40s I hook up with frequently. I’m 22He has a place but really loves fucking outside and in public and so do I. This time he texted me yesterday saying he was gonna pick me up and find some place to fuck my brains out. Didn’t have to say much else! when I got in the car he was already hard stroking his dick and he had me pull off my shorts right away too. I got to sucking. Normally we go to a park or this one nude beach to fuck but this time we were just looking for the nearest place, he ends up pulling into a gas station and fucking me behind the building. It was like 8pm so the inside was closed but still kind of light outside so anyone could have seen us If they drove behind. This guy really brings out the exhibitionist in me, at the nude beach he likes to fuck me right out in the open where anyone can see us and they often do. After he loaded me up at the gas station we went back to his house and he fucked and bred me for hours, eventually he got tired and he fucked my ass with a dildo some more. I love when he tells me how much he loves my sloppy hole

I met this young guy on sniffles. He wanted to come over after work He was into older men. I gave him address never expecting him to show. about 7pm he said on his way. In about 10 min he shows up. 20 yrs old slender with a huge dick. he started to kiss me passionately. After a while he got undressed and I sucked his cock. he then started to play with my ass. He whispered he wanted to fuck me. He then said he left his condom in the car and can we go bareback. he slowly entered me till he was balls deep. He kissed me again passionately. While he was kissing me I heard him moan. He blew a huge load in my my ass as his tongue was in my mouth. said when free we will do it again

Part 12- Finishing Touches ”Here pig pig pig”. Cole dragged himself over the spigot. As he fed on his Hog Feed, he thought back briefly to his old life. In just a few short days, he had gone from a real life to this new reality. But it had been much longer than that. He didn’t know it, but he had been at the Farm for two month. Now he was a poz pig, waiting to be shipped off to whomever had paid for him. “AIght piggy. Let’s go.” The Farm Hand smacked Cole’s ass. He hadn’t even heard the stall open. He felt the sting though. He still was unaware of what had been tattooed on his body. The Farm Hand smacked his ass again, and grabbed his collar. He led Cole into the sterile room again. They were alone that time again. “Stand still”, the Farm Hand said. Cole stood there. Suddenly his septum piercing was violently pulled out and replaced with a larger one. The nipple piercings were swapped out as well, and his guiche replaced. “Now stand still, we’ll be back”, the Farm Hand said. As the door closed, Cole finally had the opportunity to look at himself in the mirror. He wasn’t sure what was in that feed, but it had changed him. He barely had any hair now. His scalp was almost bald. His gut hung out was beyond what he expected. The septum ring he was just given was massive, weighing on his face. His tits were so big, the new piercings still just barely showed. And he couldn’t see his cock. His stomach concealed everything, but this was different. When he reached down there with his hand, there was nothing. He had to work around in the fat folds to find it. He stepped on the scale out of curiosity. 450lbs. In two months he had gone from 230lbs to 450 without realizing it. ”AIght pig. Your rides here”. Cole looked at the Farm Hand. Without thinking he just moved towards the door. —— Ill do one more chapter, then probably start a new series with the man that paid for him.

I'll finally be able to answer this thread TOMORROW !!! Sprung from MPX clink at last - and the pox-monkeys can kiss my rrrrrrrasshole in about 6 more hours !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 😈

I been talking to this black top on Grindr for a year. We finally got to meet yesterday. He said he was about 9 1/2 inches. He lied that Monster black snake had to be about 12 inches i could not fit that whole thing in my mouth. Then he fuck me hard for at least 45 minutes. He kept hitting my prostate he had me moaning I blew my load without touching myself. He cum in me twice got his phone number definitely can’t wait to meet up with him again.

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There was a store called Circus of Books on Sunset Blvd in Silver Lake, it was my go-to for porn, poppers, and the things we boys need to play. This was back in the days when Silver Lake was scattered with leather bars, gay bars, sex clubs, and just scandalous. I go to the store the manager who became a friend of mine, was training a new guy, he fucking hot, tats everywhere (side note: tats weren't in back then) tall as fuck, medium-long brown hair, tight jeans showing a hell of a basket. The manager introduces us, his name was Bud, and he and his roommate just moved here. We get to talking he asked me if I could show him around later that night. I couldn't say no, that would be rude. I show up at 10 to meet with him and the manager asks us to come up to the office, never been there before, wtf it's not an office but a playroom. The manager shuts the door, grabs a pipe, and we start smoking, he says, Bud here said he wanted to fuck you, I told him I want to watch. Next thing I know Bud is stripping me down and sucking my dick before I know it I'm on my back getting my hole beat with Bud's big cock. After Bud breeds me the manager flips me on my belly and dives in with his huge cock. 30 minutes later were smoking some more getting ready for another round.

Slowly my pulsing cock lost its rock hardness and it slipped from billys sweet boy hole, that was my queue to roll to the side onto my back and recover. To my surprise my new son instinctively knew what to do, carefully repositioning himself between my legs so he could suck my cock clean of any precious seed then relax and cuddle up resting his head on my thigh, staring at the cock he already loves so much. I praised him for his instincts and we settled in. Now was the time to start asking more questions, where was his school, did he want to go back there, is he happy with the events of tonight, did he enjoy being fucked as much as I enjoyed fucking him, did he understand that having received my seed in his ass he should have no doubt about whether I'm proud of him? The puff had us both talkative and son I pulled my son up to tuck under my arm resting his head on my shoulder and cuddling as we talked. Billy told me he wanted to go to a new school, to finish the year and graduate, he shyly admitted that he was already wondering when he might get to be fucked again, and soon enough our conversation came all the way back around to sex. I rolled him over to spoon and cuddled his little boy body into mine, noticing he was the perfect height and size for his boy hole to nestle right against my crotch, we talked about a wide range of things, but I was son reassuring him that he'd get fucked as soon as we were both ready and as I said it I began to gently play with his popped boy cherry. Billy was clearly a born bottom boy, as his ass was already hungry for more and though tender, not too sore for more either. The conversation and sexiness of the cuddle soon had me hard again and this time I decided to try simply sliding into him from the spooning position... Something I often couldn't do because of positioning. I rolled forward a bit cuddling close and rubbing my cock between his ass cheeks, then reached down positioned my tool a little and four the first time in my life I simply slid straight onto my bottom boy without any positioning issues. Billy gasped and instinctively pushed back to take more, I whispered in his ear, "is that what you wanted son?" and he moaned his approval. The rest of the night followed a similar theme, until I had blown 4 loads in my boy and we were both able to sleep. The coming days would need focus and organisation, this boy is mine, I need to make sure fully believes that too.

I had the day off and wasted no time having fun. I slept in, but once I got up, I went straight to the shower. I made sure my hole was clean and ready for some serious fucking, as I was on a mission of finding some big cock to fill me up. I used a pretty big dildo to fuck my hole to lube the inside up and make sure nothing was going to mess this day up. I got out and dried off and put on a pair of shorts, no underwear, and a lose t-shirt. I drove to one of our better adult theaters, and since it was Tuesday, they showed only gay movies in the theater area. That meant all the hungry top pigs would be out and playing and I should be able to get a few cocks and loads in my hole. I pulled into the parking lot and saw a few cars in the lot, but that doesn’t mean much, as I have learned in the past. I paid my 7 bucks to enter the theater and noticed the movie playing was from Treasure Island. Hot, that should get guys in the mood. As I walked down the long hallway, I took out my poppers and took a long hit, to get the blood flowing and my cock hard. I walked back to the very back of the theater and went behind the half wall they had, knowing that’s were all the action happened. As I let my eyes adjust the darkness, I could tell there were 5 other guys there. I noticed no one was doing much; no one had their cock out. So I decided to take things into my own hands and pulled my shorts off, and placed them on the ledge of the wall. This got the guys going, as they started to take their cocks out. I just stood there with my ass pointed to them, not even looking back to see how was coming up behind me. I felt hands on my ass, grabbing it, pulling it apart to make my hole visible to all. I looked back and saw two 40 something guys with their cocks out, with both their hands on my ass. I just moaned and pushed my ass back so they knew what I liked. All off a sudden I felt a tongue on my hole and I thought I was going to blow a load right there, as his tongue dug deeper into my cunt, making it wetter and wetter. The older of the two pulled me to his 8” and thick cock and shoved it right into my mouth and fucked me hard. I kept gagging as he forced it down my throat. I pulled off and took a huge hit of poppers and went back to sucking his cock. I could feel the guy behind me forces a few fingers in my ass, as he encouraged me to suck his friend’s dirty cock. I just moaned and enjoyed the mouth fucking I was getting, hoping to get the same fucking my ass. And I didn’t have to wait long, as I could feel the guy fingering my ass pull out and start to rub his cock on my hole. I reached back and felt no rubber, and just pushed back on his cock. “Fuck, this lil fucker wants it raw, well raw is how he gets it”. Yes, a pig top, just like I want. And before I could moan, he just slammed his cock right in my hole and I just let out a big yelp. Fuck he was thicker than his friend. He just kept pounding my hole, hitting my prostate, milking the cum out of me. I could feel it dripping from my cock onto my legs. As he fucked me hard, it made his friends cock go farther down my throat. I didn’t think he could last too long fucking me this hard and fast, but I was wrong. He kept fucking me for over 10 mins, his skin hitting me, making a loud slapping sound. I pulled off his friends cock and noticed two other guys jacking off to the scene and they stepped up and shot their loads all over my face. The guy I was sucking just started to moan louder and louder and then shot his load in my mouth. As I pulled off his cock, he told me thanks for taking his dirty seed. His friend just kept fucking me hard and finally started to tell me how he was going to feed me his seed and fill me up. I took a hit of poppers and told him to fill me full of his hot seed. He picked up his speed, something I didn’t think was possible and started to tell me how he was ready to cum and then he started to shoot his load in my ass. He let me know he was cumming, as he told me he was filling me up with his hot poz seed. I just stopped cold right there. Damn this guy was poz. And his friend was too. That’s what he meant by dirty seed and cock. And he let me and others around me that he was filling me up with poz cum, as he was almost yelling out that he was shooting his poz load into me. Fuck, what was I doing? He finally pulled out and slapped me on the ass. I was about ready to get my shorts and run out of there, but another guy walked up and put his cock in my ass. And I couldn’t leave now, with a hard cock in my ass. This guy pulled me up against him and told how hot it was to fuck me knowing I had a poz load in my ass, and he was working it into my ass. I just moaned and he held a bottle of poppers to my nose. He fucked me only for a few minutes, and just hollered with him cummed a load in me. He stepped back and told me thanks. I was worn out, and just knelt down to catch my breath. I couldn’t believe what had happen. The poz guy walked up and told me get up. I just looked up and did what he said. He slipped his cock back into my hole and told me how wet and loose I was and that he loved a sloppy hole. He started to fuck me hard again and I couldn’t believe he was hard again. He just verbally abused me the whole time telling me how I was dirty pig and I was going to get another poz load in my ass. He didn’t last long this time and blew his second poz load in my ass. I couldn’t believe this at all. As he pulled out I could feel the cum run down my leg. He made me clean his cock off and taste all the cum from my ass. He walked off, and I noticed I was there alone. I pulled my shorts on over my cummy ass and went home. As I walked out of the theater into the store, I could see a few guy look and smile at me. I wonder if one of them had fucked me.

I love sucking my neighbor’s white cock. And his was a gorgeous pinkish white 9" curved beauty, as was his beautiful pale ginger hair body. I can only speak for myself. As a self-respected black man, who has no problem admitting he loves sucking white cock? I dropped to my knees and then like a cock hungry whore, I proceeded to licked and sucked my neighbor’s cock, licked his fat hairy balls, and rimmed the sexiest white ass I ever saw. But when he fucked me, it was fucking incredible! It was so damn good that I had an orgasm without stroking myself. Then Saturday morning I woke alone, I felt my anus throb and then a wetness in my underwear. I went to the bathroom and I had cum all over my cock and seeping out my asshole. Damn, I was hooked, I called my neighbor and begged him to come back to my apartment that evening, he only lives 3 doors from me. As instructed, I waited for him naked on my knees, hands locked behind my head. My door was unlocked when he entered. He also left the door open for a brief minute, allowing others to easily see me if they passed by. Thankfully no one did. To prove his dominance over me, my neighbor first gripped my head, than he began wiping and slapping my face and lips with his cock. It was very demeaning as well as humiliating but a huge turn on as well. My neighbor now showed no respect toward me. Yet, I was still so turned on. As he used me for a few hours, he called me every racial degrading name there is. I wasn’t at all upset. Its all so very true. I was and still am a Lover of My Neighbor’s Big White Cock.

There aren't many things that make me afraid but this time it was different. I was in line at the MEPS building about to go in for my physical exam, my last step before going into the US Army and I was terrified. For years I have dreamed of nothing but joining the army and it seemed it was almost a possibility. I looked around at the other 50 or so other young men eager to get this over with and start training to serve our country and it was hard for me to stop checking all of them out. I heard my name being called up with ten others and walked into a fairly large room and then we were all told to stand real close to each other and we were all told to strip to our underwear. I could see a few of these other men shy to do so and so was I but we were told to get over it because there was not something we could get away from once we were sworn in and sent to basic where we would be naked showering with other guys so get used to it. Once we were all standing in our underwear we were told one at a time to jog in a circle around the room and once completed to do a few reps of pushups and situps. Once that was completed one of the doctors walked up to each of us and inspected our hands and feet looking for anything that he could see that would disqualify us from enlisting like flat feet or any other body issues. Once completed we all sat on the bench in the room and waited one by one for a doctor to call us into the private rooms and do a more through inspection and to talk about our medical histories My name was called first so I stood and collected my clothes and walked into one of the private rooms and sat waiting for the doctor to walk in. There was a knock at the door and the doctor walked in and shut us in the room. The man who walked in was a stunning man in his thirties I guess with black hair, a strong framed jaw with five o clock shadow and a body that can be seen that many men strive to have. He introduced himself as doctor Sean Exavier and I shook myself out of a daze to greet him back. Well James from what I see so far you look to be in the shape the army is looking for in its troops and I am here to make sure there isn't anything that would keep that from happening further. So let's step onto the scale for me. I stood up and stepped on and he noted in my file my weight of 195 pounds and had me stay standing as he took my height. He noted my height at 6ft 3 and I was pleased when he told me that I am the perfect height and weight for someone my age. I beamed with pride hearing that after spending months working out to get myself ready. Alright now I need you to remove your underwear for me so I may finish the rest of the exam. I was a little hesitant but he assured me that many guys who come through here have been the same and to remind myself that it will happen more and more once I enlist. with that I stripped my underwear off and the doctor didn't even react to the fact that I was rock hard. My cock stood at full attention. It's a full eight inches and I am circumcised with a thick mushroom tip. The doc went right to work feeling my balls checking for any lumps and had me cough for any hernia. It felt amazing when he was touching me and as a plus he wasn't wearing gloves so I could feel his soft skin. He lingered a bit more on my balls and I went red when he asked me to turn around and that he was going to give me a prostate exam now. I turned around and bent over and could feel him spreading my ass open and felt even more red when he commented that he liked my tattoo. I started to stammer and was so worried that he was going to say that because I am POZ that I could go no further and wouldn't be allowed to join the army. He sensed my fear and told me not to worry about it. There are plenty of guys who come through that are HIV+ and have led perfect army carriers. I was relieved when he said this and now turned on. He turned away from me for a moment and told me not to move. He was back at my ass now sliding his wet fingers at my hole probing to get in. I tried to relax as best as I could to allow him access to my hole and then I felt him enter me. For some reason it hurt when he did and I didn't realize until I reached back and found it was no longer his fingers but the head of his cock pushing in. I didn't hear him get naked at all but looked over and saw his clothes neatly folded on the chair next to the exam table. I was shocked that a doctor would take advantage of his patient like this but I am so glad that he did. He slammed his full cock into my ass and pulled me in whispering in my ear that I was getting his added strain to take with me to basic training and licked my neck and continued to slide in and out of my ass making me whimper. He started to make out with me to help keep me quite so any of the others outside wouldn't hear what was going on and he kept pulling all the way out and slamming it in to the root making the exam table squeak more and more with each thrust. I was in heaven feeling each of this doctor filling me and I was leaking so much pre cum and he was smearing it around on our bodies. I could feel I was getting close to cumming and felt him getting thicker as well. He whispered in my ear just as he slammed in one final time "welcome to the poz army slut". With that I lost it completely and squeezed my ass so tight I could feel him unload his poz strain into my ass and it made my cock blow and cover both of us in my cum. We both caught our breath and as he pulled out with a wet plop he grabbed a butt plug from one of his drawers and put it in me stretching my hole and then closing it on the base to keep his strain inside. He kissed me one more time and helped me off the exam table and quickly cleaned ourselves up before we got dressed. He winked at me and said good luck in basic you poz pig. He opened the door and called for the next recruit in line. I went to the next station at MEPS knowing that the army would be a life to look forward to. Part 2 cumming soon

@gangbangsuperstar seems to make a lot of posts talking about what a worthless, horrible, depraved, contemptible slut he is that nobody can possibly respect, etc etc etc on and on. It would seem to me that "downvoting" him should be just the kind of abuse such a person would want, no?

Change of name from Risred1 to PoZDaddYPhilly.

RAW POZ COCK ready for bottom Cubs Chubs with hot ass!

I really only like amateur homemade, or what appears to be amateur homemade, porn. If the participants are actors or appear to be actors it doesn't do much for me personally.

Reportedly, he's (President Obama) trying to get enough space near his neighborhood for his Presidential Library, but that'll be tough since it's a densely populated urban neighborhood that has already suffered the destruction of the Eisenhower Administration's bulldozing entire Af/Am neighborhoods for the Congress and Ryan Expressways. I've heard that he's looking at an area around 5500 S, but that's just hearsay ..... The notion that he kept/is keeping stuff he shouldn't have is beyond laughable.

Inserted upside down about half way, don’t think I’ve ever had enough T to try handle, probably need someone to help with that

Please use paragraph breaks next time….thanks!

I went to DC last week. I had originally planned to search for at least one good fuck and breed, but the prior week i had to have a hemmoroid removed unexpectly, so that put a damper in that plan. But my mouth was still working! I had been in touch with a few guys on Growlr and one caught my eye. We had made plans to meet up my second day, and his day off. He was a very sexy black guy with a nice BBC i wanted to get down my mouth. He met in my hotel and started off by giving me the best massage i've ever had! After he rubbed me down, I got to work on his dick. This was when Daddy took control over my mouth and made sure he fed me every inch. I don't have good gag reflex, but once he fed me with my head over the bed, he was able to get nice and deep! he kept telling me i was his boy and i was gonna please Daddy good. He was edging my "little boy cock" all while he was deep in my mouth and he never let up until he was ready to cum which he did but not before he made me shoot my load all over his face. He then blew his load down my throat and it felt so fucking good! He was so understanding of my issue and i hope when i'm back to fucking shape, the next time, my ass is daddy's!

Folsom Gulch in SF. I never knew there was a basement apartment. A 26-yo skater punk was working, and he invited me to come back at 3 am. I spent many hours in that apartment with him. I also have played a lot with guys working sex clubs or bath houses. The best always was man’s country in Chicago. Goddamn I miss that place.

HorseMarket in San Francisco did a "filmed event" with some pornstars but also a lot of regular guys who agreed to be filmed. It's not exactly what the real thing is like, this is much brighter to accommodate filming, for example, but it's a great idea of what these events are like for those who haven't been. You can watch the trailer or purcahse a download of the event here: [think before following links] https://horsemarketsf.com/horsemarketvideopresale/

Sometimes a Top just really needs to bust a nut. If one of my Tops tells me he really needs to cum, I'm more than happy to present my hole to him. It's raw, carnal pleasure to feel him mounting me like an animal and using my hole to simply ejaculate inside me.

[think before following links] https://newtumbl.com/x_nbHTgBsq8iG5 Daddy's and their sons compilations!

Part 10- The Second Weigh In ”Here pig pig pig”. Cole heard his feeding call and dragged himself over to the spigot. His fuck flu had finally passed. Now he just felt hungry and tired. As he finished nursing the spigot, the stall door slid open. The Farm Hand grabbed his chain, saying nothing. He dragged Cole to the sterile room again, and shoved him onto the scale. This time, Cole realized what was happening. The Hog Farmer was not in the room this time. The Farm Hand just weighed him, and measured his height. Something had happened though. Cole thought he had gotten over the fuck flu just a couple of days ago. In reality, it had been another two weeks. Since his time had begun in the original paddock, Cole now just gave in. “320”, he hear the Farm Hand say. Cole could feel his tits hanging loose. All he thought about though was his next feeding. —— Working on the next part.

You nailed it in your title - “exciting”. Even since Adam and Eve reached for that apple in the Garden of Eden, the forbidden fruit has always been the more alluring. Why do people taunt Death by scaling the most dangerous mountains? Throw themselves out of aircraft in the knowledge their parachute could fail? Swim with sharks? The list is endless. Danger is an aphrodisiac. It always has been. Time was AIDS was an almost guaranteed death sentence. Now, thanks to medical science, we can poke that rattlesnake with a stick knowing it probably won’t kill us. But it still could. And I think that’s what makes it exciting to some. There’s nothing wrong or hypocritical about you. You’re just human, with human desires.

Part 2 - My Cummy Sweater My erection popped through my shorts as I ran to Dolores. While stopped at a stoplight a few blocks away, I let some random drunk young twink with black hair tug at it. “Can I suck it?” He slurred as the walking man lit up. “I’m heading to Dolores. Wanna come?” “I’ll cum if you fuck me.” He said sloppily with a naughty smile. “Ok. Maybe I’ll see you there.” I jetted off running, unsure if he would join but not really caring. That young horny slut followed, almost keeping pace as I plowed up the hill. I plopped on the bench where Nico had fucked me, feeling the weight of the air as I caught my breath. I looked out at the city skyline, jerked my cock a bit, and waited a minute or so for the twink to join me. “You better give me that dick,” the twink announced himself as he panted over to the bench. He dramatically crashed on this knees in front of the bench and splayed his arms out over the seat. “Why did you make me do that?!” I laughed and rubbed the back of his head affectionately as he rested it on his arm. “A little bit of privacy. Unless you want me to fuck you on a busy street corner.” “It’s the Castro. No one gives a shit.” “Not wrong.” The twink abruptly stood up and started to shed his clothing. I had to get up to steady him and prevent him from clumsily tumbling down the hill as he wrangled with his jeans. He was a bit shorter than me at 5’7” or so, super skinny with a fat ass and an uncut 6” cock. He had no body hair from what I could tell. “How old are you?” I inquired. “19.” I didn’t want to be a jerk, but I knew I needed to verify. “ID?” “Really?” He turned around and bent over with his butt cheeks rubbing my erect cock. He was just reaching down to get his ID from his jeans, but this contact made me pray he wasn’t lying about his age. He handed me his ID. “I think you’ll find everything is in order officer.” I did the mental math and realized it was made easy by the date. “Good! Happy 19th Birthday Dae-Hyun!” He laughed. I knew I must have butchered his name. “Thanks. Just call me Dae.” “I’m Julius.” I leaned down to kiss him. Dae’s lips were soft and wet and opened wide to allow my tongue inside. He grabbed the back of my neck, lifted himself to the tips of his toes and kissed me. We laid down in the wet grass. I laid on my back while he straddled me, kissing me passionately and rubbing his asshole against my cock. I spit in my hand and reached around to press my cock against his ass. I wanted to slip it in. “No no no.” Dae teased. “Not yet, you dirty old man.” “Who you calling old?” I feigned outrage and flipped us over, laying him on the cold wet grass. He flinched uncomfortably from the chill. “Here, put this on.” I pulled off my sweater to reveal my muscular figure and put it on Dae. He seemed almost enamored by the gesture. “That’s not all you’re gonna give me, right?” “Just you wait.” I pulled his legs up and pressed them against his chest to expose his hole. It puckered as it met the cold air and pulsated as I glided my tongue around it and landed inside. His hole tasted delicious. I placed my mouth in an O around it and sucked it while pushing my tongue deeper. Dae moaned aloud and his cock twitched. After a few minutes of tasting him, I pushed my middle finger into his hole with my tongue. When his hole relaxed, I slid another finger in and moved up to kiss him. He wrapped his legs and arms around me. I slid a third finger inside him and felt his gooey insides. It got me so hard, leaking a lot of charged pre-cum. Fuck. I had forgot that I was positive. I couldn’t put Dae at risk, especially not on his birthday. “Dae, do you have a condom?” “I don’t. But I don’t care. No one uses condoms anymore. I need you inside me.” He pleaded. Out of nowhere, a husky voice: “Rawdog him bro.” I looked up to see Nico. His gym shorts were around his thighs, and his sweater unzipped. He was jerking that massive cock. The moon highlighted his scorpion tattoo. “Fuuuck,” Dae was drooling at the sight of that giant cock. “Impregnate that slut.” Dae looked at me longingly. “Julius, do it. Impregnate me.” I knew I should have told Dae why I was hesitant. Instead, I aimed my leaking cock at his open hole. I kissed Dae as I penetrated his sphincter. His hole was tight around my cock, but it sucked me in deeper and deeper until I pushed through his second hole. If Dae was in pain, he wasn’t showing it. He moaned as we made out and jolted as my balls met his hole. He ran his fingers through my hair and pleaded, “Fuck me Julius. Fill me.” I pounded that hole relentlessly. Dae loved it; he was moaning loudly, begging to be fucked harder and filled with my cum. Nico was sitting on the bench stroking his cock and erotically cheering us on. I could feel my cock swelling and my poz semen building up in my balls getting ready to launch. I knew I should pull out and, for a second, I thought I would. That is until Dae seemingly read my mind and exclaimed, “Julius, impregnate me! My pussy is yours!” I slammed my dick deep in his ass and exploded. My poz cum flooded his bowels. Dae squirted a lot of cum all over my sweater. We both looked down at it and laughed. I collapsed on him, forehead-to-forehead, and kissed him gently as I pulled out. “Happy Birthday Dae!” “I hope you enjoyed your gift.” Nico let out a boisterous laugh as he stood up and got behind me. “Move. It’s my turn.” I looked at Dae. He was staring at that massive cock. I could see he wanted more gifts, so I moved and sat up next to his head. Nico hoisted Dae’s legs and, in one rough shove, pushed his 10 inches all the way in. Dae’s eyes bulged open. Nico pounded Dae hard. I could feel Dae slipping back along the wet grass, so I held him in place. I kissed him to smother his shrieks until his body adjusted to the log in his butt. Nico’s body was hardening. The stinger of his scorpion tattoo aimed directly at Dae’s fertile hole. He was about to fill Dae with the same toxic cum that had infected me. I stopped kissing Dae and ran my fingers through his hair. “Get ready Dae. He’s gonna impregnate you with his boys.” Nico cackled as he heard me repeat his trademark words. “You’re gonna love your birthday gift, you cum-hungry whore.” He gripped Dae’s hips back and thrusted forward, emptying his toxic balls in this twink on his 19th birthday. Dae busted on my sweater once again. Nico slowly pulled out, and his massive deflating cock flopped out of Dae’s hole. A stream of toxic semen followed. He collected it with his fingers and roughly pushed it back in. Dae squealed meekly at the post-fuck fingering. Nico looked at Dae and smiled, “Gotta make sure you get all my boys in you. His boys too.” He stood up and walked to me. “Clean it off son.” I licked our positive cum and Dae’s ass juices off Nico’s dick and swirled my tongue underneath his foreskin. It tasted delicious. Nico pulled out of my mouth and grabbed my shoulder to yank me to my feet. He turned to Dae, still lying on the ground wearing only my cummy sweater. Without a word of warning, he unleashed a stream of piss directed at Dae’s face. “Drink it bitch.” Dae followed the command. He got on his knees and opened his mouth. “Use the toilet son.” Nico winked at me. Dae looked at me with begging eyes. I didn’t know if this meant he wanted my piss or he wanted me to say no. I had to piss. I aimed, closed my eyes and pictured a toilet. Dae struggled to keep up with both streams, and cascades of piss waterfalled onto my sweater and his cock. After Nico finished, he said nothing, simply pulled up his shorts, zipped up his jacket and wandered away. I tucked my cock back into my running shorts. “Had fun?” Dae looked up at me. His entire body was wet with piss, his hair and my sweater dripping. “I’m completely sober now.” He threw his arms out to his sides and smiled. “And I’ve never felt so high.” “The sex high is the best high.” We laughed. “Do you mind if I come over? I should really shower before I go home, or even get into an Uber.” “Wait. You don’t live with your parents, do you?” I teased. “How else can an 19-year-old afford to live in this city?” “Of course, you can come over. Just gotta be quiet. My roommate is probably asleep.” We must have looked ridiculous on our walk of shame back to my apartment. I only wore my jogging shorts while I held Dae’s clothes. He only wore my wet sweater which wasn’t nearly long enough to hide that he wasn’t wearing any underwear. His dick and ass were out. As guys wandered by on their way home from the clubs, they stared. One older drunk even whipped his average dick out in an offer to fuck Dae against a tree on the sidewalk. Dae happily accepted, and the drunk slid his cock inside Dae’s used hole for a couple minutes. But after getting a prolonged whiff of Dae’s piss-covered body and grabbing a handful of Dae’s piss-soaked hair, the drunk pulled out and stumbled away. Dae looked at me and laughed. I gave him my hand. “You whore! Let’s just get you home.”

The young white guy smiles as he looks at my used and battered hole. Running the head up and down my hole I twitch as the sensitive ring reacts to him. The head slowly starts to push forward, my used hole feels the familiar sting before settling in. His wiry pubes are already against me. My mouth full of the massive black dick my throat is tight and I can barely breath. I try and move my hard back for breath. Only to feel two hands latch onto me really quick. "Bitch you stay on this dick!" The black guy shouts. "Yeah fucking this sloppy hole." The young guy in me shouts. "Yeah once this white boy is out of you gonna give you all this black dick bitch. Have you begging for this load." He laughed while rubbing my head. "Ah shit yes eat this dick bitch!" The guy behind me begins to speed up. His dick is long and uncut. It doesn't tear me as much as the first guy. However, he's in me so deep. I want him to add his load into me. "Fuck fuck fuck!" He shouts before blasting his load into me. "Yeah. Take it bitch. Take it." He screams before he roughly pulls out. Slapping my ass he laughs as he walks out. "Guess you know what's happening now right bitch?" The black dick is removed from my mouth and I can finally breath. "Take a deep breath on those poppers bitch. You're gonna need it." He starts to push in.....I want to scream.

I agree with BootmanLA. I don't bother with it a whole lot, but I like at least a peg or three to hang a storyline on. If it's a great story, I don't really need all the visuals - I can do that on my own. Definitely not saying the visuals aren't fun - just that the story trumps (on my knees begging forgiveness for that filthy, truly depraved reference) the visuals.

You're certainly forgiven, it's just a question of penance. We can discuss that in the vestry....

It’s as I feared, then. They’re just selfish, inconsiderate assholes, thoughtlessly deceiving another person just for a thrill, giving no consideration to the value of the other person’s time, or his feelings. What’s more, they’re liars and frauds, because they agree to something they know they’re not going to do. There is no excuse for it. The irony is, they derive their thrill from the idea that someone wants them, but they don’t think about it enough to realize that once they’ve done it, that guy isn’t going to want to touch them with a ten-foot pole - the very act makes them undesirable.

While not defending child molesting in the slightest - to be absolutely clear - it's not quite true to say that "by the very definition" you cannot enjoy rape. Rape is about consent, not about whether you enjoy or don't enjoy the sensation that goes with the action. If I am force-fed an entire pecan pie, I will probably very much enjoy the taste. That doesn't change the fact that it was forcibly fed to me against my will. It's quite possible to find physical pleasure in the act of being raped. For instance, a bottom could be bound to a bed, face down, and gently fucked and masturbated until he orgasms from the combined sensations. But if he didn't consent to having that done, it's absolutely still rape. This is exactly a huge part of the problem with many men's perspective on rape: "It couldn't be rape, she had an orgasm when I did it." "It wasn't rape, she didn't fight me very hard and she was moaning by the time I finished." "I didn't rape her because she never told me no." All of those are bullshit - Rape is sex without consent, either because you chose not to give consent, or because you were incapable of consenting (not old enough, too impaired, etc.). Enjoyment or non-enjoyment is irrelevant.

Part 9- Gone ”Where am I”, Cole wondered. He had opened his eyes, and knew he was in his own world for now. His fever was gone, but he was still stuffed into the latex suit. “Here pig pig pig”, he heard. Like clockwork he moved to the spigot, and started sucking on it.. His animal instincts had taken over. Now he no longer cared where he was or what was happening. “Aight hog, time to swap out some stuff”. He didn’t know what was happening. He just kept sucking at the spigot. He vaguely registered his guiche piercing being swapped out for a heavier one. Same for his tits and those piercings. He was left alone, but suddenly something happened: he was done with the fever, but his weight got to be too much: he felt his belly and thighs rip through the latex. “Well it took a month, but we got there” the Farm Hand snickered. A month. Cole let his rational brain take over for a moment. In one month, he had gone from average guy to poz pig guy that could barely seen his own cock. And it was just beginning. “Here pig pig pig….” Cole went to the spigot, waiting his next fate. —— Still writing. Next file cumming soon.

I like it when a top unloads quickly in my hole. It is a compliment that he's so horny and wants to use my ass as a dump. This past weekend, an old FB called out of the blue. He fucked me for about 10 minutes and blew a week's load in me. Without skipping a beat, he stayed in and pounded me furiously and quickly shot another one deep in me before collapsing onto me. He pulled out this time. Took ten minutes and did the same thing, two without stopping or pulling out. After he blasted a big load down my throat, he left. Overall, a pleasant surprise.

Part 8- Hog “Here pig pig pig”. He heard those words, and through the fuck flu, the sweating in the latex suit, and his exhaustion, Cole still crawled toward the spigot. This time, he was bolted in again. He was too tired to even think about resisting. There was something new about this feed. It flowed like molasses but had no taste. Cole didn’t care, he just nursed the spigot until it ran dry. It took nearly an hour. After, he crawled into his corner when he was released and fell asleep, hoping he could stay that way until his fever was gone. Cole awoke to the meal bell, and his call. “Here pig pig pig”. He rotated over, and went to the spigot. As he began feeding, something strange happened. Until this point he had known his cock was hanging below his belly, even though he could not see it. Suddenly something shifted, and it felt like his cock had sunk into his stomach. “Oh fuck. They got me so fat it sunk into the folds”, Cole realized. But then he didn’t care again. Cole hadn’t seen himself in a mirror since his weigh in. But he knew what he must look like, and didn’t care. Little did he know the next time he would be weighed and see his reflection he wouldn’t recognize himself. That was the last part of the Hog Farmer’s process. In another six weeks, he’d be ready to give his livestock to the client. ——- Next part soon, feedback is appreciated.

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 .

I don't know if I should be hurt or relived at no longer being the worst one after years of holding the title 😜 I went back and looked at the infractions your boy was given: a blatant case of AIDS chasing, a blatant case of non-HIV bugchasing, and a full-on erotic story about underage boys. All those things are against the rules of the forum as detailed in this post: You will note that one of the rules is against complaining about moderation in open posts. I would be well within the rules of the forum to give everyone complaining about moderation in this thread that infraction, but I am going to pass on that lest someone think it is bullying.

Your definitely not a hypocrite. Most people have sexual fantasies, the idea of which they find a huge turn on but, wouldn't engage in in reality. My imagination runs wild before and during master bating and sometimes even during sex.

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.

Sad about this - the last of this kind of venue. As one door closes, another opens - I note that Mitch (who runs parties like Come to Daddy) has his own venue now and will soon be opening The Lord Clyde in Deptford. @thelclondon on twitter and Facebook. It can't replace Backstreet (nothing could) but it is nice to see new places opening. Now, we all need to get off the apps and support these places!

My first time was when I was 12. It was well before AIDS, and so of course bareback. He (and some of his friends) fucked me BB regularly for 3 years - and I loved it. But then discovered girls and suppressed my gay self until I could resist it no longer at age 40. For years therafter it was strictly condoms only - through what I now recognise to have been an unnecessary fear. Then in my mid 50's I started seeing a beautiful young guy regularly, and came to realise that sex with him was nothing unless I could have his semen inside me. I begged him to fuck me raw and eventually he did. We spent 3 happy years of regular raw fucking until his work took him away. By then though I was addicted and I've never looked back or been happier.

Hope I'm not repeating this vid but even if, think it's worth watching again. No foreplay, no kissing, no fake scenes. Just lots of clips of the zone we all strive to be in - the Breeding Zone! Oink! [think before following links] https://xhamster.com/videos/cumpilation-of-cum-inside-ass-10073345

PART SEVEN Jake slipped down his briefs and let his cock spring forward. He laughed at my gasp of joy and shock when I saw in it’s full glory his nine inch long beer can thick cock. “We always joke that the big cock genes all got saved for me,” he said stroking his massive tool. I couldn’t believe this family, all of them tones and muscular, all of them young and yet hairy as anyone could wish and all with big cocks. “Please fuck your brothers cum deeper into my cunt with your beautiful fat cock,” I said fingering my hole. “God I love it when they beg,” Jake laughed and lined up his cock. “I’m going to fill you up so my brothers can dump their second loads in you.” He slammed his cock inside. After Marcus’s cock, and all of the cum sloshing around in my guts my hole easily accepted Jake’s forceful penetration and I just whimpered with joy. “You’ve already had a big fat cock up here today haven’t you boy,” he called me boy even though I was older then him probably. “Yes.” “Good, I don’t have to worry about working you open cause your cunt is already wrecked.” He, like his brother had done, grabbed my shoulders and started to hammer away. His cock was so deep inside of me that I couldn’t help calling out each time his balls slapped against my ass and I felt him pressing against my stomach. This only seemed to turn him on more as he started to pound harder and harder as if he were trying to get even more of his cock inside of me. His two brothers stood on either side of him jerking their own fat cock and watching their loads froth around their brother’s dick. Sweat glistened on all four of us and the room felt ungodly hot as Jake’s breathing began to pick up. “Let me back in there,” said James, “I’ve got another load ready for his used up cunt.” Jake pulled out and Jake quickly stuffed his cock back inside me and after a few quick pumps shot another load and then pulled back out his cock glistening with cum and ass juice. Without missing a beat Jake slid back in and James came over to my face and stuffed his cock in my mouth. “Clean off my cock boy.” I gobbled down his cock greedily loving the mixture of cum and my ass that clung to his slowly softening rod. “My turn,” called out Jimmy, and again Jake moved and again his brother stuffed his dick back in me. Jimmy also shot another big load after just a few strokes and then pulled out. Jake promptly returned to my hole and James took his cock from my mouth only to have Jimmy replace it a moment later. Jimmy face fucked me steadily as Jake began to buck with forceful abandon into my hole. By this point I was practically screaming around Jimmy’s cock. I needed Jake’s cock, I needed his load, I reached back an pulled my ass cheeks even further apart opening my hole more for him. “Love using my own loads mixed with my brother’s as cum,” Jake moaned. “Your own loads,” I panted, “Have you cum already?” “Four times, you’ve got seven loads from the Philips boys alone and I’m getting the ready to deposit the eight right now.” Then Jake bucked forward and held me fast shooting his load as deep as he could this time. “Thank you,” I moaned around his brother’s cocks, which were attempting to both invade my mouth at the same time. “You’re welcome boy, the guys put all three of our phone number in your phone upstairs so give us a call soon.” Jake pulled out and started to get dressed but both James and Jimmy started to pump their cocks hard and fast as if they were in a race. Suddenly Jimmy made a dive at my hole and slammed his cock inside shooting off another load. “I win,” he said, his body shaking a little. As soon as he finished and pulled out, James did the same thing and deposited one last load inside of me before he and his older brother got dressed to leave. Before they went up the stairs Jake came over and kissed me and said, “Thank god you feel out of those bushes today, I’m gonna love using your cunt regularly.” Then they were gone and Matt and Eric and the plug were back. When Eric slipped the plug into my dripping hole I felt it simply slide right back out. “Nice,” the both said and Matt went over to the shelves to get a larger plug.

2. Greg I turned to Clint. "Head up and start to unpack?" I asked him. "Sure," he said. He led the way, this time taking the stairs rather than waiting for the still-busy elevators. I followed him, staring at his ass. The years he had played soccer had paid off. His ass was perfect, like two firm melons side by side. I wanted to bury my face in there, lick his hole until he was wet and moaning, and then sink my cock deep. But I forced myself to keep my hands off him. I had noticed him checking out a girl earlier, and besides, he was my roommate. Once in the room, I went straight for the fridge. "It's getting hot today. Want a beer?" "Sure," he said. He went to one of the shopping bags, and pulled out the fan he had bought. As we sipped our beers, he started to assemble it. "This should help a bit," he said, "for unpacking." My first target was the small duffle bag. There was a joint in there, and the afternoon was going to be much better if I had a proper buzz. "Share a joint?" I said, offering it to Clint for the first puff. "What is it?" he asked. "A joint. You know, pot." I wondered if he was really that naive. "Oh. Right." He looked a bit sheepish. "It would be my first time," he said. "That kind of stuff is illegal in the Mid-east. Like years in a hell-hole prison or death penalty illegal. But sure, I guess." At least he had a good excuse and wasn't going to be a prude about it. "Cool. It's good stuff, and since this is your first time, maybe just a bit? I'll go first; watch me." I lit the joint, and did a long draw. "Hold it for a bit," I continued, and then exhaled. I handed him the lit joint. He did a decent hit, and tried to hold it. But a few seconds later, he collapsed in a fit of coughing, exhaling it all. "Don't worry," I said. "That's what happens your first time. Even I still cough sometimes as well. Do one more hit," I said. He did another hit, this time he managed to avoid coughing for a few more seconds. He handed it back to me. "It's harsh," he said. "And I'm not feeling anything yet." "Give it a few minutes," I said. I went into my bedroom, and dug through the boxes. I found a small plate to use as an ashtray. Before I went back to the living room, I sent a quick text to Nathan. "He's a weed virgin. Probably virgin, period." Back in the living room, Clint had finished putting together the fan. He stuck it in the window and turned it on. "What do you think about the living room?" he asked me. We discussed various options and occasionally moved the sofa and tables around to see what it would look like. We continued to talk about ourselves. Clint asked me a lot of questions about Nathan, like what kind of photographer he was, how long he and Jason had been together, and how often we hung out. Clint seemed to find Nathan fascinating; I wondered if he had met many gay men as masculine and as comfortable as Nathan in Kuwait. Or even any out gay men at all. Although the fan helped some, soon, in the afternoon heat, we had worked up a bit of a sweat. Between the heat, the beer, and the weed, I wanted to get at least my shirt off. I offered Clint the joint again. "Take two hits, then pass it on. That's the tradition." He took two hits, and then handed it back to me. "Just a sec," he said, heading into the bathroom. While I waited for him, I texted Nathan. "Damn, it's hot. I want to take off my shirt," "If I were there, I'd take off you shirt. And your shorts," he replied back almost immediately "Yeah, whatever. I think you fascinate Clint. He's been asking me about you all afternoon," I texted back. The fan wasn't cutting it in the afternoon sun, so I gave in. I pulled off my shirt and tossed it into the corner. Right as I did, Clint stepped out of the bathroom. "Was getting too hot in here," I said, explaining my shirtless state. "No kidding. Back home, we usually just take a nap now." He pulled off his shirt as well. I tried not to stare at his nearly perfect torso. There was just the right amount of fat to smooth out the muscles, and the lightest dusting of dirty blond hair over his chest. There was a slightly thicker trail leading down from his navel into his shorts, perfectly framed by his cum gutters. He was saying something about another possible arrangement of the room, but I barely heard him. "Think that would work?" he asked. "Sure," I said. I had no idea what he had said, but I had to cover how I had been mentally undressing him. "Help me move this?" he asked, indicating the sofa. "Of course," I said. As he walked by me, he caught his foot on the edge of a rug. He stumbled, and instinctively, I reached out to grab him. I caught him but then immediately wished I had not. To catch him I had wrapped my arms around his chest and now his warm body was pressed against me. We were entangled like that for a moment too long, and I wanted to have never even tried. Then that long moment stretched out into a moment far, far too long. I had no idea how I was going to explain the moment to him that wouldn't end any possible friendship immediately. Clint smiled and his piercing grey-blue eyes sparkled in the afternoon sun. And then there wasn't enough time in the world to hold him properly. Almost simultaneously, we leaned in together to kiss. Both moving in at the same time, we totally missed each other and my cheek rubbed up against his chinstrap beard. It was softer than I expected. I wondered what it would feel like against my hole. Clint wrapped his arms around me and we tried the kiss again. This time our lips met perfectly and our tongues easily pressed into the other's mouth. I ceased to worry and enjoyed it. Slightly buzzed, slightly stoned, in the arms of a hot young man, my roommate, I was making out with him and I didn't want it to end. After our tongues spent long decades exploring each other's mouths, Clint broke off our kiss. In truth, the kiss had been less than a minute, but a minute that had changed everything. Although he had stopped kissing me, he made no move to unwrap his arms from me and I continued to hold him as well. "Hello," he said, finally. "Hello," I said. I leaned in again, and his lips parted for me. My tongue went back into his warm, welcoming mouth. It was another minute that felt like only a quick second. This time I had to break it off in order to breathe. "Yeah," Clint said. Then he kissed me once more. He pressed his firm, hard body against me. I felt his dick straining against his shorts. Mine was just as hard, and was leaking pre-cum into my underwear. This was all so easy. I didn't want any part of it to end. "Let's move the sofa. Then we can get on it?" Clint asked me. "Yeah," I said. Even though we had agreed on a plan of attack, it still took us several more minutes of making out before we were even ready to carry out our plans. Finally, we forced ourselves to separate long enough to move the couch. Once we had done that, Clint checked his phone, and laughed. "What?" I asked. I picked up my own phone, and saw there was a message from Nathan. "Go for it," it said. "Oh. I had texted Nathan that I thought you were hot. He just texted me back, 'Go for it.'" It was my turn to laugh. "I texted him the same thing. And he texted me back the same thing as well." Clint had started to peck away at his phone. "What are you telling Nathan?" "Too Late" "Excellent," I said. I quickly send the same message to Nathan. A few moments later, Clint's phone buzzed, then mine. "Good?" read the message from Nathan. I texted him back, "Very good. My first project." Clint got two more beers out of the fridge. Nathan texted me back, "That's my dark, dirty poz boy. Try 'Raw Love' in the DVDs I gave you" This time, Clint's phone didn't buzz. Clint handed a beer to me. "To college adventures. With a fucking hot man," I said. "Together," I added. "To adventures," Clint echoed. "With my sexy roommate." We clinked bottles, and then each took a sip. "You know Jason has done nude modeling, don't you?" "Yeah. Nathan's done it as well. And they've done stuff together too. Why?" "I lost track the number of times I've jerked off to Jason." "Ha," I said. "I've jerked off to their movies." "Movies?" he asked. "I've never seen those." "Yeah," I said. The black case Nathan had given me was lying on the coffee table. I opened it up; as I expected, there was a bottle of poppers, some lube, and some DVDs. The titles were scribbled in black pen on the plain DVDs. The first one was labeled "Raw Love." "You want to see one?" I asked. "I guess. Although it's only going to make me horny." "You're not already?" I asked. I ran my hand over his crotch. His cock was hard, straining against the shorts. It felt like it was a pretty big. I resisted the urge to pull off his shorts immediately. Instead, I stuck the DVD in my computer, and put the laptop on the coffee table. The screen went black, and then almost immediately, it was a scene of Jason and Nathan. They were sitting on a couch, both of them in jockstraps. They were talking; I turned up the volume a bit. They were talking about how long they had been together. Off screen an unseen cameraman asked them, "And always raw?" Jason nodded, and Nathan answered, "Always." With that, the two of them started to make out, slowly progressing to Jason licking Nathan's cock. Clint was sitting next to me on the couch; we were only half watching the video. Most of the time we were making out and exploring each other's bodies. His hair was amazingly soft and delicate. It wasn't just his beard but also his chest hair. I did my best to pace myself. I didn't want to strip him down too fast. On-screen, the action had progressed. Jason was sitting on Nathan's cock, the familiar thick shaft sliding into his smooth hole. Of course it was bareback; nothing had ever come between them. Clint noticed it. "No condoms?" he asked. "Yeah," I said. "Bareback." "Is that safe?" "Nothing in life is completely safe," I said, hedging my bets. "Does Nathan have HIV?" he asked. "Yeah. He's poz." "Is Jason?" "Yeah." There was a much longer silence. Clint watched the screen. Jason was sliding up and down on Nathan's raw cock and the two men were kissing deeply. Finally, he spoke. "You?" Now it was my turn to be silent. "I don't know," I finally said. He might have been my first project, but I wanted to be honest with him. I had to be honest with him. After all, I was still going to live with him for the rest of the year. Clint ran his hand down my chest, coming to rest on my groin. He traced out the outline of my cock straining against my shorts. "Do you know how they got it? I mean, HIV?" "Yeah, Nathan told me the story on our trip." I pulled Clint closer to me and he pressed his body against mine. "Nathan got it from his first partner. And he gave it to Jason." Clint gave me a kiss on the neck. "They never used condoms." Clint gave me another kiss, this time on the lips. "I want you to fuck me," he said. "I want to fuck you." "It looks so easy. So hot. So..." He stopped talking, but his fingers continued to rub against my erection. "Intimate?" I asked. "Yeah. Intimate." "It is," I said. Yes, I wanted to fuck Clint raw to poz him up, but more than that, I had to fuck Clint raw in order to truly know him. A condom would only be a thin piece of rubber, but it would be the same as a thick stone wall between us. "You think it's going to be ok?" he asked me. "I don't know. But, our first college adventure? Together, like really together?" "Yeah," he said. I pushed him back on the sofa and got on top of him. We kissed again. Now, we were not quite as shy about it, and we enjoyed it to the fullest. Clint reached down and fumbled with the button and zipper on my shorts. Once he got them open, he pushed them down. I was left in just my underwear. I did the same to Clint. I was brave enough, or just horny enough to pull off both his shorts and his underwear at once. His cock was erect, and there was a bead of pre-cum at the tip. I rubbed my finger against it and scooped it up. I tasted it; it was sweet and salty and pure and perfect, all at the same time. Clint moaned as I fondled his shaft, spreading his legs and wiggling his ass in pleasure. I got off the couch just long enough to take off my own underwear. I then kneelt back down on the floor and wrestled Clint into position. His ass was hanging off the side of the sofa and I spread his legs in order to press my face into his crack. It was warm with just the right amount of fur and a little moist from the heat of the day and our exertions. My tongue sought out his tight hole. This immediately elicited a moan of pleasure from Clint. I proceeded to lick it, tease it, and was able to gently open him up. "Oh Greg," he grunted. "That feels amazing. Like nothing else I've ever felt." I took my time. I was pretty sure he was either a virgin or very inexperienced and he had to enjoy it. There was no need to rush either; it was still early in the afternoon, and our first orientation activity wouldn't begin for several hours. We could do this properly, do it slow, do it deep and long, and leave him desperate for more. I rimmed his hole for what seemed like hours, as he opened further up for me. When his hole seemed sufficiently relaxed, I began to play at it with my fingers. He moaned when my index finger first penetrated him. It was hard for me to fight back the urge to go straight for the kill. I was tempted by even just a hint of the warmth of his body around my finger. "This is good, isn't it?" he asked me. His face was a confused mess: simultaneously ecstatic at the new sensations his body was giving him, but also scared and unsure about where these explorations would lead him. "Very good," I said. My own cock was throbbing; a bead of pre-cum had formed at the tip. I scooped it up and pressed the finger into his hole. "Feel ok?" I asked, as the first of my dangerous fluids entered his body. "Fuck yeah," he said. I was still kneeling down in front of his hole. I watched his ass pull on my finger; it disappeared into his muscular butt. I had gone into sex with Nathan with my eyes wide open. I knew all of the dangers and risks of having sex without protection. I knew the dangers of having sex with a positive man. I wanted it. I wanted the Nathan and I wanted the virus he carried. But, I wasn't sure if Clint knew what he was getting himself into. Although I had only known him for a few hours, we already had something complex and wonderful. I didn't want to risk that by not telling him the entire truth. But also, I didn't want to jeopardize my chances to get inside him and feel my cock slide against that perfect muscle hole. I pulled my finger out and poured a bit of lube on his hole. My cock started to slide into his crack. Our eyes locked and then our lips locked together while our tongues explored each other's mouths. "I need to tell you something first," I said, breaking off the kiss. My cock was pressed up against his hole. "I want you inside me," he said. "Fuck, don't stop now." "It's important," I said. However, he was eagerly rubbing his ass against my cock and against my best intentions, I reached down and helped my cockhead just barely enter his hole. "No. This is important," he replied. "Important to me. Important to us." He wrapped his arms around me, and pulled himself against me. I was already hard, I was already wanting inside of him, and I was already perfectly positioned. His latest provocation was more than I could resist and I stopped trying to hold back. I let myself enter him. His hole was hot and tight and there was enough lube to let me slide into him. Any restraint in further penetration would require a serious effort on my part. "I need this so badly," he said, as my raw shaft slid into him ever further. I stopped trying to resist him. I took just enough time to pour some more lube on my shaft, enough to make it easy for him to take. Then, slowly and carefully, I pressed my fat rod into his tender hole. As I pressed further into him, his smile grew larger, deliriously happy to finally be getting what he had dreamt about and jerked off to for so long. When we were both used to my presence inside him, I stopped trying to open him up and began to fuck him properly. "You're so tight. So warm," I said, leaning in for another kiss. He wasn't as good as the other men, Nathan, Jason or Sean, but he was a virgin and still very much a novice in getting fucked. He was doing a great job; what he lacked in talent, he made up for in enthusiasm. Not until I was almost all the way inside him did he even wince. Even that was taken care of with me staying still for a few moments, letting him get used to me. "You're so hard. It feels so powerful inside of me." We continued to make out. All the while my cock dripped pre-cum into his innocent hole. Neither of us knew what my pre-cum was capable of. It was an ambiguous fluid: slippery, smooth, alive, and perhaps deadly as well. "What did you want to tell me?" he asked. By that time, my balls were slapping against his ass. I didn't know how to tell him any more. There were other things that were far more important now. "I'm going to cum soon," I said. "Do you want me to pull out?" "Do you want to pull out?" he responded. "No, I don't." "Then I don't want you pull out either." "But," I began, but before I could finish, he pulled me down for another kiss. For a moment, I stopped worrying; I just enjoyed his warm hole and his tight embrace. But, finally, I had to say something. "I've been having unprotected sex with guys who are positive." He was quiet for a moment, but made no effort to push me off of him, or force me out of his hole. "Nathan?" he asked. But he tightened his hole around my cock and squeezed out another few drops of pre-cum. I nodded. "You?" he continued. "Are you positive?" "I don't know." It was the truth. I wanted three things in my life at that moment. First, more than anything else, I wanted Clint. Second, I wanted to be poz. And third and finally, I wanted to share this precious gift with Clint. I couldn't imagine a world where I couldn't get all three of them. The two of us were still. I stopped thrusting into his body, and beneath me, he was motionless. Time slowed down while he tried to assimilate everything that I had told him and his own desires. Finally, he made another movement. He pulled me close against his body. His breath was hot against my ear "Don't pull out. Don't ever pull out," he said, in a barely audible whisper. "Are you sure?" I asked, whispering into Clint's ear, just as he had whispered into mine. I had talked a good game with Nathan, telling him how I wanted to poz up the hot guys in college. Now, with one naked and impaled on my raw cock, when I actually had the chance, the reality was a lot more difficult. I felt something warm and wet on my cheek. Before could Clint answer, I saw that he had tears in his eyes. "I really don't know. But this, this closeness, is what I always want. From the moment I saw you, I wanted it with you." We kissed again, his tongue entering my mouth. It came as a shock that I wanted this closeness just as badly as Clint did. My cock twitched in pleasure, glad that it had been granted permission to fulfill its evolutionary mission, it was going to get to shoot its hot load into a wet, accepting hole. "I can't hold back much longer," I moaned. Nathan had kept me on edge the entire week, and I had barely exhausted the reserves my balls had built up. Now, Clint was going to be the lucky recipient of these rich resources. I wished I knew for sure if my semen had the same deadly power as Nathan's, but for now, it was more than enough to have blanket permission to breed my roommate's hot hole. "Cum in me," Clint begged, and I did. The first spurt was thick, long spray of sperm that shot hard out of my engorged cock and landed deep into Clint's body. There was an immediate sense of relief, as the pressure that had built up in my balls was released. The next few spurts were longer and even more intense. I was dribbling my spunk all along the depth of Clint's hole, asserting my ownership of this fertile, virgin territory. "Fill me up, Greg," he asked me. I easily recognized that need in his voice. Just a few days ago, I had the same need when I was begging Nathan to fuck me. "Fucking fill me up every fucking day." "Every night and every morning, bro," I said, as I thrust back into him and another spurt shot out of my cock. I had shot a big load, and it was easy for me to feel my semen squishing around inside of him and against my cock. "You've got a fucking amazing ass." "Your cock feels great inside of me," he said. My orgasm was slowly fading. Although my immediate need for release had been satiated, my cock refused to soften. I continued to gently thrust in and out of Clint, working my load into his delicate tissues. I wanted my seed to stay with him and become a part of him forever. We made out, not saying anything, just feeling the naturalness of our skin-on-skin fuck. "First time?" I asked. There was that unique combination of timidity and eagerness to Clint that made me think he was still new at this. It was endearing and sweet: everything would be still new and wonderful for him. I found it easy for me to get caught up in his pleasure. "Yeah," he said, blushing. "It's a very different environment back home." "Don't worry," I said. "I'm glad I was here for it." "Me too," he said. He pulled me in for another kiss. "Really happy it was you. This is going to be a fun year," he continued. "Definitely," I said. "Fun few years." My cock was beginning to soften, and soon, it would fall out. "Have to pull out," I said. "You going to keep my load up there, Bro?" "Hell yeah," he said. I pulled out of Clint, doing my best to leave as much of my sperm inside of him as I could. Only a few drops escaped, and I pressed them back into him. He grunted in pleasure as my finger entered him, obviously glad to have something up his hole again. Clint's cock was still hard and the trail of fuzz running up to his navel was wet with his pre-cum. I took his cockhead into my mouth, running my tongue around and over it. His pre-cum was a perfect combination of sweet and salty, tempered with the innocence of youth. Even though I had licked it all up, I still wanted more. He sighed in pleasure and obliged my desires; his cock continued to drip a steady stream of his fluid. I worked my way down his shaft, swallowing every drop of it. I was nowhere near as good of a cocksucker as Nathan, but I didn't think I was that bad. I had managed to get all of him in my mouth with the head just pressing into my throat. Clint's dick was just the right size and shape to be big enough, but not so big as to be unwieldy. It was easy for me to alternate between long strokes down the length of the shaft and then shift to concentrating on his sensitive head. I kept this up for a few minutes. There was a pleasurable sense of submission in sucking Clint's cock; the school-yard taunt of "cocksucker" was now a badge of pride. I knew how good I was making Clint feel, and it made me happy as well. "I'm going to cum soon," Clint said. "Can I shoot in your mouth?" I couldn't say anything with my mouth full of cock, but I did my best to nod. I kept on sucking his hard shaft. "Oh fuck yeah," he said, thrusting his hips up and his cock into my mouth. In a pattern I was now very familiar with, his cock stiffened, swelled, and then his thick and rich cream erupted into my mouth. I didn't even try to taste the first spurt but swallowed it without thinking. It was an instinctive response; I wanted to always have a part of Clint in me and have something to remember him by. "Oh god," he moaned, as he continued to pump out his hot sperm. These were smaller and thus easier to savor before I swallowed them. He had a tasty load, and I could have swallowed it all night. Unfortunately, I was able to drain his balls far too soon and then he pulled me off his cock. "Too sensitive," he gasped, as one more drop of cum formed at the tip of his cock. I quickly licked it off before he could stop me. "I know the feeling," I said. I kissed him, letting him taste the sperm that was still in my mouth. We stayed lip-locked, catching out breath, and feeling our naked bodies pressed against each other. I think we could have been there all afternoon. Finally the DVD ended, and the music of the main menu started to distract us. "Shower?" I asked Clint, finally breaking off our make-out session. "Yeah," he said. "Now I just need to find a towel," I said, as I got up from kneeling in front of the couch. "I've got an extra," he said. "In the bathroom." "Cool," I said. "I'll find mine sooner or later." I surveyed the boxes and bags I still needed to unpack. This first weekend was already shaping up to be a pleasurable mix of weed, beer, and sex, with unpacking being very low on the list of our priorities. Clint headed into the bathroom, and I heard the water running soon after. I took a moment to quickly text Nathan about my first conquest before I followed him into our bathroom.

GtP-P2 Steve sent Rick an e-mail to let him know that the plan was set. Rick replied that he had all that he needed to 'take care of' the little punk. Steve was to be there at a distance to observe the action when Rick was set to meet Jeremy. Steve wound follow the two home and enter Rick's place after the two had entered and proceeded directly to the play room. Steve could let himself in and observe the activity on close circuit TV. Friday night came and as planned Rick was waiting near the bathrooms as arranged. At the appointed time on the dot, Jeremy walked in and headed directly towards Rick. He walked up to the masculine, dominant stud he was going to 'role play' with. Jeremy must have practiced his line cause he said it perfectly, "Will Sir Rick please take me home and make me his bitch!" An evil grin came to Rick's face that seemed to be duplicated on Steve's as he observed the action. Rick's reply was also scripted to put the little punk at ease and throw him off guard. Rick looked him up & down before answering "OK boy. You look like you'd be a good fuck. Let's go!" Rick put his arm around the punks neck (as he did with Steve) and walked out of the place almost dragging the kid with him. From his position it will be difficult for Jeremy to have any idea where Rick was taking him. To add to the confusion, Rick did not take a direct route home. When he finally got Jeremy back to his place Jeremy had no clue where he was or how to get there. Soon his confusion wound grow once Rick got stated with him. Rick took him into the house as planned, and straight down to the basement playroom. Once he had him down there he gave Jeremy his first order, "You look like a good boy. Why don't you show me by stripping down and showing me your body." Jeremy quickly took his t-shirt off, kicked his sneakers off (no socks as instructed), and finally dropped his jeans (no underwear as inducted). Steve turned on the TV just as Jeremy was shucking off his jeans. Rick admired the kid's lean, smooth body making note to comment on what he saw, "I see you shaved as I asked boy. Looks nice to see you all smooth like a prepubecent boy. Now get on your knees." Jeremy quickly sank down to his knees looking up at the dominant stud standing before him. Rick handed Jeremy a small cup (unknowingly to the kid) with some G & a couple crushed up Viagra mixed in cola and told him to drink it all down. Then he gave further instructions for the punk to undress him. Jeremy first removed Rick's boots, then his jeans. As Jeremy opened up Rick's zipper his 9" cock sprung out slapping the kid in the face. A small amount off Rick's precum splashed onto the kid's face as Rick laughed. He then told this kid, "Lick my balls boy." Jeremy licked the man's balls as Rick removed his shirt. Slowly the G began to work on Jeremy as he kneeled before the dominant man. He looked down at the kid as he worked his mouth on the masculine man's nut sack. Steve was enjoying what he was watching as Rick began to do his work with the kid. Next, Rick had Jeremy start to stuck his hard and throbbing cock as it leaked precum all over the kid's face. Jeremy eagerly swallowed the man's pole. After sucking Rick's cock for a while Rick looked down at his prey and told him, "get your ass in the sling boy. It's time to tie you up and make you my little bitch." Jeremy quickly stood up and hopped in the sling. Rick walked over, placed the kids ankles and wrists in restraints. The kid had no clue what was about to happen as the G & Viagra took effect. Rick pulled out a needle filled with a full quarter of Tina. Jeremy began to panic as he watched Rick fill the syringe with an ample amount of water that would allow the crystal to dissolve. Jeremy quickly said, "Hey, we never talked about needles." "Boy, you agreed to be my bitch and therefore gave all control to me. I will decide what you get, how much you get and in what manner you will get it. If you don't shut the fuck up I'll gag you, got it?" Jeremy was shocked at how he was now being treated. He was already feeling the effects of the G with feeling very horny when Rick stated to prep his arm. The kid's cock was hard as steel showing that the Viagra was working. Rick reached down and stroked the bound punk's hard prick a few times as he said, "It looks like you're enjoying yourself so far. I just want to be sure you'll be denying yourself the entire weekend you're here." A little moan escaped through Jeremy's lips as Rick dropped his cock and returned his attention to administering the drugs to the bound boy. Rick placed the tourniquet around his arm looking for a good vein too hit. Jeremy watched with fear as Rick wiped the area with an alcohol wipe and stuck the point in the punk's arm. Rick pulled back on the plunger getting a small flash of blood in the barrel before slowly pushing the plunger down emptying the contents into Jeremy's arm. Inwardly Jeremy was freaking out. He didn't know if he was going to freak out or OD and die. He had heard that once you tried Tina you could be addicted easily. In his mind he had become addicted to Tina with that one slam. He continued to watch as Rick pulled the tourniquet off his arm. Jeremy felt the drug race up his arm, into his chest when he suddenly found it difficult to breath. He let out a couple strong coughs as his ears began to ring and the drug took control of his mind and body. Jeremy could feel his heart begin to beat faster as it seemed that the temperature in the play room jumped. You could tell that his breathing had become faster and deeper by how his chest was moving. Steve enjoyed everything he witness on the TV as Rick moved in for the 'kill'. He moved between the bound teen's legs and started to finger the boy's hole. "I know you're liking how the drugs make you feel. Why don't we add a nice booty bump to increase the hunger in your neg hole." Rick put a generous amount of Tina on his fingers and worked them, along with some lube, into Jeremy's neg ass. Jeremy felt the burn as the shards began to melt and seap into his blood stream. Jeremy's first exposure to drugs had his mind spinning. He never felt so horny in his life. All he knew now (at least in his mind) was that he was becoming a drug addict and needed to be fucked. "How's my little punk doing now? Are you ready for the time off your life?" All Jeremy could muster was, "Oh fuck!" Rick stood with his hard cock pointing towards the punk's neg cunt, "Yeah, you're ready." Rick then shoved the full length off his cock inside the drugged up boy eliciting a loud moan from the boy. He showed no mercy as he power fucked the bound boy. Jeremy looked down at the stud without any idea that Rick was fucking him raw. He just laid there moaning with every thrust. Then he noticed that his cock had shriveled from its hard 7" to maybe 2". Rick played with his soft cock as the boy continued to moan The bound boy tried to figure out why he wasn't hard. "Normally I'm hard as steel when I get fucked. Why am I so soft?" "Boy you're soft cause you're a bottom bitch and that's your place in life." Rick wasn't ready to tell the little cunt that he had Tina dick from the large slam of 0.5 he was given. Steve continued to watch as Rick fucked into the punk. He knew Rick was about to give the kid his first charged load. Steve recalled being on the receiving end of Rick's power fuck and that when he was close to Cumming when he began to fuck harder. Steve had his hard cock in hand when he heard Rick scream out, "FUCK, TAKE MY CHARGED LOAD BOY!" Steve wasn't sure the kid knew what Rick meant by 'charged load' but he knew once the punk got the fuck flu he'd know (or be told). Rick deposited a total of four loads inside the drugged up teen as Steve watched and enjoyed the show.