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Chapter 1. Tom and I had been married for a few years. We’d been to a few neighborhood parties that had smoothly transitioned into boystown swinger parties. We usually wound up leaving just as things were getting steamy, and we’d go home and have great sex. At one party, we wound up staying a bit later and swapping with a hot couple. We had seen these guys out and about but didn’t even know their names, or their status. It was the first time I watched Tom take a stranger’s raw dick. It made it even hotter knowing I was raw-fucking Tom’s top’s boyfriend. The top bred my husband as I filled up his boyfriend’s butt. We later learned their names were Bill and Mike. When Tom and I got home, I fucked another load into Tom’s hole using the stranger’s cum as lube. I slid into my husband with my dick still smeared with the stranger’s boyfriend’s ass juices. Tom moaned as I pounded his squishy hole describing how amazing it felt being raw-fucked by a total stranger. I was so turned on, I came in my husband’s hole, mixing my load with what the other guy had deposited. I had Tom sit on my face and gleefully ate as much seed as his hole could squeeze out. We knew we hadn’t been safe with the strangers and decided we enjoyed it enough to open things up a little. To be responsible, knowing we’d both be playing bareback from time to time, we should both go on PrEP. I was pretty good at taking my pill daily, but over a few months, Tom would forget from time to time, especially if I didn’t remind him. Other than a few neighborhood swaps, we were usually mostly monogamous… mostly. We knew it was only a matter of time until one of us hooked up without the other one there. Well, I had had a fling with this sexy guy a few months ago while Tom was out of town for a conference. Before he headed out, Tom and I discussed the possibility of raw-fucking with other guys. We promised to be open about it and to faithfully stay on our PrEP. I met this guy, Andy, at the gym. Andy is on the short size, well-toned, and a chest and bubble butt covered in light brown fur. He flirted with me across the room flaunting his bulge and muscled ass in tight shorts. We chatted each other up in the locker room and went for coffee Afterwards, Andy came home with me. I’d never had sex in our bed with anyone other than my husband, and here I was about to breed a practical stranger. We rolled around, and he made me cum, twice. Andy liked it kind of rough and asked me to hold his throat while pounding him. His hard cock bounced around as I railed his ass. He grabbed my hand, begging me to really choke him. That made him shoot his load all over his furry belly. I scooped it up and smeared my bare cock with his cum before fucking it back into him. My first load went deep in Andy’s hole, and I snapped a few pics to share with my husband. After breeding Andy, he toyed with my balls and noted that they still seemed full to him. He begged me to breed him again. I told him I rarely came twice, and he just winked at me. He talked dirty as he fondled my balls begging me to fill him up again. I pounded him even harder than before as he moaned. My second load went deep in Andy’s tight raw hole as he came a second time all over our sheets. I took a pic of the sweaty mess we’d made and sent it to Tom. The sex with Andy was good we made plans to breed again soon. That night, I described the whole sweaty encounter to Tom and texted him the pics I’d snapped. One of our ‘rules’ was always kiss and tell. Tom jerked off as I told him how good it felt breeding that guy’s furry butt twice. Tom was so horned up that he went on the apps and found a top to come over to his hotel room and stretch out his hole. I got steamy pics at 4AM of stranger who bred my husband really pounding his hole, leaving him leaking cum. Tom gave me the details the following morning when we next spoke. It made me hard hearing his sexy story and I jerked off twice to the pics of his freshly-fucked hole seeping out a stranger’s load. When Tom got back from his trip, we had great sex as soon as he walked in the door. Only after sliding inside my husband, Tom told me that he'd had the hotel stranger come back and breed him before he flew home. I knew I was sliding around in another man’s seed and it made me cum. I remembered the feeling from when we’d swapped with those guys at the party. I fingered Tom’s used cummy hole and worked some out and jerked him off with it. Tom asked me if I liked sliding into his cummy hole, and I reminded him that this was only the second time we’d done it. He told me he always liked getting fucked twice and offered to bring loads him from time to time in his ass. Just talking dirty about me sliding into another man’s creampie was enough to push us both over the edge. I added my load to what was already sloshing around in Tom’s guts just as he shot off all over himself. I lapped up his cum and savored the taste as I continued to gobble down what leaked out of his ruined hole. After shooting my load, Tom asked me how Andy had made me cum twice, something he’d rarely been able to coax my cock to do. He loved getting bred twice and thought of getting bred three times might feel even better. I told him that after I’d cum inside Andy, he let my cock start to go soft. Just as I was about to slip out of his ruined seeded hole, Andy had started toying with my balls, rolling them around with his fingertips. It made me go wild. I was rock hard again instantly, and he went back to riding me. My first load dripped out of Andy’s puffy ass lips and down onto my balls. I bred him a second time before sending him on his way. Another rule Tom and I try to respect is to avoid sleepovers. As fun as it would have been to cuddle with Andy overnight, I knew it would be best to save overnights for me and my husband. Having learned the secret of Andy’s ball-tickling technique, Tom regularly coaxed a second load out of me. I messaged Andy a few times over the next couple of weeks and didn’t hear anything back. It wasn’t like I wasn’t having a lot of sex, so I hardly realized it’d been several months since I bred Andy twice. In the meantime, Tom began regularly coming home full of another man’s cum. He’d sit on my face as I ate his ass before mounting my cock. I’d add my load to what he brought me, and then Tom would tickle my balls while telling me about his first breeder. At the end of many days, Tom went to sleep with three loads from two different men oozing out of his stretched-out ass. I especially liked it when his first breeder must have been hung. The only thing better than sliding into Tom’s cummy ass was sliding into his cummy ass when he was really opened-up and loose. If you’ve never raw-fucked an open freshly-seeded ass, you don’t know what you’re missing. More and more often Tom would forget to take his PrEP pill unless I reminded him. One day he came home and sat right on my face. As he ground his sticky crack into my mouth, he told me he’d been bred twice already and he hoped I’d put two more loads in him. He rode my cock as two loads slipped down my dick. He told me he didn’t know the guys’ names, but he was pretty sure one of them was POZ. I asked him if I was fucking a stranger’s POZ cum deeper into his hole and shot my load as he shouted, ‘YES! YES! YES!’ He let me start to go soft and then tickled my balls, just like Andy did. He told me that he had something else naughty to share. He spun around, haunched on my cock and held my face. He looked right into my as as he told me he’d stopped taking his PrEP pills about two weeks earlier. He bounced up and down on my dick as he told me he loved taking POZ cock, especially raw and unprotected. That made me cum again. After we caught our breath, Tom said he’d have to come up with a way to thank Andy sometime. I suggested we share some pics and see if that would get Andy’s attention. As I fingered my husband’s cummy hole, he suggested we track down Bill and Mike sometime and organize a party. We didn’t know that we’d get our chance to share loads with Andy, Bill, and Mike sooner than we could have expected. To be continued…

Chapter 4.2 - Another Fantasy Cums True Ric knocked on Scotty and Dan's door the following night and Dan answered the door wearing only some loose athletic shorts. He saw Scotty naked in the background, kneeling on the bed. A smile slowly grew across Dan's face when he saw Mateo standing next to Ric. They walked in and Dan closed the door, pushing his shorts off right away. "I thought that Scotty might want to try another dick while he watches. That ok?" Ric asked. "Fuck yeah!" Scotty yelled back. "You sure about this? Each time the chances go up" Mateo said as he pulled his shirt off and kicked his shoes to the side. Ric started to take his clothes off and Dan began to help. Scotty joined in and was tugging Mateo's shorts down a few seconds later. "Mmhmm" both Dan and Scotty replied together. Dan started licking over Ric's cock, getting it stiffer by the second. Scotty was only a couple seconds behind Dan and was swallowing Mateo's cock, letting his tongue and lips work over the stiffening shaft. Ric looked over at Mateo and saw the big smile on his face. Both Dan and Scotty were savoring the cocks they were sucking, slowly going down and enjoying the stiff meat in their mouths. Ric wasn't sure Mateo was leaking like he was but it didn't matter since the moans coming from him showed that he liked Scotty's blowjob. Ric knew Dan wasn't going to be able to take all of his cock into his throat, but with a little encouragement he did get to feel a throat around the last inch of his cock. Mateo chuckled and tried the same move on Scotty. To his surprise, he got Scotty's face mashed into his bush and his cock into Scotty's throat. "Bet your ass can take all of it" Ric told Dan and got a muffled "Mmhmm" in reply. A minute later, Ric and Mateo pulled back, their cocks covered in spit. With both cocks out of their mouths, Dan and Scotty turned to each other for a sloppy kiss. Spit dripped off their chins as their tongues danced. With the kiss ending, Ric said "Bend over, on your knees and facing each other." Scotty and Dan did as they were told, with both Ric and Mateo's hands positioning them so their heads were lined up, but a half foot apart. Ric dove in first, shortly followed by Mateo. Grunts came from both bottoms, with only a little pain in their voices. With the earlier help from the dildo stretching their holes, both Ric and Mateo were able to quickly get a good pace going. Ric liked being able to watch his boyfriend fuck. Usually when they had done something like this before, either they were next to each other or across the room. Ric wasn't drilling Dan as hard as a most neg guys that he fucked. He was torn about knocking them up, but they were the ones that wanted to roll the dice. Dan's ass did feel good though and he couldn't resist driving in deeper. After a few minutes of incessant pounding against Dan's inner ring he finally pushed through. A groan filled the room and the other pair knew why. "Oh fuck yeah! Did you take all of it Danny?" Scotty asked breathlessly. All Dan could do was nod as his body quivered. Ric laughed quietly, waiting a moment before resuming his thrusts. The grunts from Dan faded as Ric's cock drove through the ring easier each time. He slowed down and watched Dan lean over and kiss Scotty while they got fucked. Each thrust got him closer to shooting his load so when the kiss ended, he sped up. "Gettin close... Want me to pull out?" Ric asked as he felt the cum start to rise. Dan shoved his ass back, forcing Ric fully into him. "No fuckin way... you bred Scotty... I want it too" Dan said. Ric could feel him try and work his ass muscles tight around his cock. Ric moved his hands to Dan's shoulders and hammered a few seconds before showering Dan's guts with poz seed. Almost immediately, Ric felt Dan's outer ring spasm as he shot ropes of cum all over the floor. A growl came from Mateo as he added his load to Scotty's ass. Both Dan and Scotty fell forward, laying face down on the floor. Ric and Mateo sat down in front of one of the beds, next to each other. "Now I know what Scotty meant when he said he hurt so good yesterday. My ass hurts so bad but it feels so good knowing I took it all and got your load" Dan said, reaching back to feel his battered, cum filled hole. "I took all of Mateo's too. Now I need to feel all of Ric, too" Scotty said looking over and smiling at Ric and Mateo. They talked a little, but Ric could tell that Scotty was still horny and wanted to feel Ric fuck him like he had Dan. After twenty minutes, Scotty pushed himself up on to all fours again and winked at Ric. "Might as well finish the job. Ready, Scotty?" Ric asked. Scotty nodded quickly back at Ric and spread his legs. Ric slid in easily while Mateo found Dan's chute still sore. He was surprised of the lack of cum when he pushed in, guessing that Ric had planted most of his cum deep inside. Ric churned Mateo's load with long strokes, nudging at the second door until he gave a harder shove and breached it. "FUCK!" Scotty cried out and Ric paused, letting him adjust to the throbbing shaft. Mateo plowed slowly, hearing the pain in Dan's groans. He knew there wasn't a point in fucking harder, Ric had already made sure that Dan's body was ready for another invasion of viral cum. Unlike Ric, Mateo wanted to make sure that Dan and Scotty's neg days would soon be over. Even if it didn't happen that day, he hoped to make sure it happened some time. Mateo watched Ric build up his pace and knew that he wasn't going to last much longer. He did the same, getting louder groans from Dan until shots of cum pumped into the abused cunt. Ric planted his cock as deep as he could before firing off four large gobs of cum and then pulling back and pumping the last spurts of seed shallower in the colon. Mateo pulled out first and Ric second. It was clear that neither Dan or Scotty was up for any more. Mateo licked over Ric's shaft, tasting the cum mixture and looking up at Ric with a grin. Dan and Scotty crawled up on the bed, curling up together. "Get some rest and let me know if you want some more" Ric said as they walked out the door. "Now the countdown begins" Ric said to Mateo once they got a few doors down. "Mmhmm, I doubt they'll escape your bug after that" Mateo said. ------ Ric was walking back from the campus gym after a workout when he felt a phone buzz in his backpack. He pulled out the phones and saw messages on both of them. The more interesting one was on his work phone. "Hi. We met a cpl months ago when I won Rawsons contest" was followed by "Wanted to thank u 4 gr8 time and gifts" and "U were right, conversion was a bitch but I was hard whole time" and finally "just got my own first conv." Next was a pic of him getting inked with a black and gray shaded biohazard tattoo with the date Ric fucked him below it on his back, just below his neck. Another pic followed and it was Ken's face pic with huge smile and last was a screenshot of his test results showing his name, a healthy CD4 and a very high viral load. Ric sent back a thumbs up emoji followed by "yvw gifts? I only gave u 1." "bug & mask" Ken replied. Ric smiled and sent back "didn't know he gave u mask 2 congrats! have fun sharing." "i have been. no one believes me abt getting pozd by a porn star until I show them mask and pic ;)" Ken sent back. Ric stopped and leaned against a wall, surfing over to Rawson's website. He found the blog post about the contest winner and saw the pics. He read through the comments and saw several saying "lucky guy!" or "wish I won" or "didn't know you could meet wrestler too. hot!" One said "hope this means wrestlr is goin 2 do more vids" and it had several hundred likes. Some of the picture comments were "damn! that hole is trashed. if wrestlr toxic btm is 2" and "he got wrecked worse than rawson" and "is that the winners cock in rawson? he won big!" and "NE1 know winner? did he get poz?" A few mentioned that Ric had a shirt covering most of his chest and arms in addition to the mask - "2 bad we see even less of wrestlr" and "I want to see him totally naked for next vid. bet hes sexy af!" Ric realized that he missed seeing the comments about his performances but still wasn't sure it was worth the risk to his future. -- Ric and Mateo were lounging in their room, sharing a beer. A head appeared around the open door and Ric said "Hey, stranger. Too busy to slum with us regular guys?" Will chuckled and walked into the room. "Yeah, been really busy. Did a shoot with your buddy Rawson a couple weeks ago. He's a sick mother" Will said. "Yeah, I know. What did he do this time?" Ric asked. "He asked if I wanted to top a new guy. The pics looked good so I said sure. I get there and the guy is nervous since it's his first porn video. I talked with him, trying to calm him down. He said his boyfriend didn't want him to do it since it was a bareback scene, but he thought that if he passed it up he'd never get another chance. I laughed and told him that would be true if Rawson was doing it, since they only do bareback stuff. He didn't know" Will said, laughing. "I asked if he normally fucked safe or bare and he said bare, but only with his boyfriend. I added 'and me' and he got nervous again. He said he just got tested to start prep and I told him that was good since he wouldn't have to worry then. Later Rawson told me my job was to make sure he never got to take his first dose. He told me he wanted all of his actors to be poz or soon to be" Will continued. "Was it a fun shoot? I've never done one with a new guy, except when I was the newbie" Ric asked. "Yeah, once he calmed down and we started he was pretty fun. It was weird being the one fucking though. I liked not having to keep my face covered too. I dumped three loads in him. I think he was expecting me to pull out and shoot over his ass or on his face, but you know Rawson likes the internal cum shots followed by video of the load leaking out. I didn't wreck his hole like you do, but he was still sore at the end" Will told them. "Nice. Three loads might have done it" Ric said. "Five. He invited me over to meet his boyfriend a few days later and I bred him two more times. I also got two from his boyfriend who got really turned on watching, as he said it, 'a porn star breed my boy'. He should be hurting any day now" Will said, smiling. "Oh, did you know Rawson is poz now? I guess that's why he doesn't do those prep promos anymore" Will asked. "Yeah. He tries to keep it quiet but lets it slip sometimes. He can't resist getting his dick into some neg hole" Ric replied. A smile covered Mateo's face, now understanding Ric's comment from a couple months earlier. Will laughed and said "I think his dick grows an inch when he finds a willing neg guy. Do you know if he was poz when he fucked me during my first video shoot?" Will asked. Ric nodded. "He was the first toxic load you took that night. I was the fourth. And then the fifth through... what... almost twenty loads over the next month until you were in the club. Who knows which strain got you... mine or the other two guys" Ric replied with a sly grin. He wondered if Will would understand what he meant. "Cool. I can't believe how much my attitude changed after that fuck. Anyway, he invited me over a few days ago to help knock up his new camera man. There were a couple other friends of his there and the four of us really nailed that dude. One of the friends said to say 'hi' to you and wants you to call him. I think his name was Paul" Will said. Ric chuckled and replied "Yeah, I forgot to talk to him after his little party. I never knew what a greedy cum dump he was until that night. The five of us flooded him and he still wanted more."

Chapter 4.1 - The Ride They sat on the bed chatting like they usually did, Dan and Scotty cuddled in one corner and Ric in the other. "So... Dan still has been your only sex partner? You have never fooled around with anyone else?" Ric asked Scotty. Scotty blushed before replying "I was scared of anyone finding out I was gay... I kinda still am, but it was easy to talk to Dan in high school and then we finally decided to try having sex. I couldn't believe how good it felt, well after the initial pain." "I wasn't much better. I'd only had sex once before with my cousin. We fucked each other in his bedroom at Christmas. He knew a lot more than me, even though we're the same age. It gave me the confidence to try with Scotty" Dan said. Ric smiled, realizing that their experience was almost completely with each other. "I think it's cool that you're that committed to each other. I don't think I could limit myself to just one person, though" Ric replied. "Part of it is that both of us don't want everyone to know we're gay. You're only one of a few guys that know. It's not like we haven't fantasized about being with other guys. But if I ever did it I'd want Dan there too" Scotty said. "And I think that would be too weird. I think I'd be too jealous watching someone else fuck him. You might be the only one I'd be OK with doing him. You've taught us so much about how to make sex even more fun" Dan added. "Well, that's not going to happen" Ric said. "Why? I think it would be fun. We know you pretty well and I don't think that you'd try and take Scotty from me. You have Mateo..." Dan said. "Well, first... I don't want to do anything to come between you two" Ric said, pausing before he telling them the real reason why he didn't want to fuck Scotty or Dan. Before he could say another word, Scotty said "But that's why we'd trust you. Every time I see you naked in the shower I wonder how it would feel getting fucked by you. Are you slow and passionate like Dan? Fast and rough like I see in some porn flicks? Something in between? I know you're longer and thicker than Dan, but would it feel good or painful? I see you goofing around or talking to a lot of guys on the floor but I don't think any of them are gay. So... when I see them naked in the shower, even if I think they're sexy I don't waste my time, since I know they wouldn't be interested or might get pissed off." Ric laughed to himself. "There's some other gay guys on the floor and I think most know about you two. But.. who do you like?" he asked. "Obviously Eddy. You two seemed to be really good roommates last year. But I see you with guys like Gabe, Jack, Toby, Will, and Drew and I don't think any of them are gay. Maybe Will... since he has long hair and likes to grab other guy's junk and butts" Scotty said. Dan nodded and Ric wondered if they had planned this conversation. "You said 'first'. What are the other reasons?" Scotty asked. Ric took a deep breath and said "Well, I probably would hurt you. I do like more energetic sex most of the time. I reserve passionate for Mateo. As you said, I'm bigger than what you're used to with Dan. But the big reason is what the tattoo you guys are always amazed about means. I have HIV and I wouldn't want to infect you." He heard a pair of gasps. "You have AIDS?" Dan asked. "No. I won't let it get that far. That's one reason I go over to the clinic and get tested. But, I prefer to have bare sex and cum inside, so it would be easy to infect you" Ric said. "So why don't you treat it now? Then you could fuck everyone without infecting them" Dan asked. "I like knowing I have the ability to change a guy by fucking him" Ric replied. "So you're ok otherwise?" Scotty asked. "Yeah, so far. As I said, the doctor and I keep track of things" Ric said, hoping that the conversation would move on to something else, but he could see both Dan and Scotty were curious. "Uh... does it take just one fuck? Or swallow one load? Or..." Dan asked. "You never can tell. Sometimes its just one fuck, or it might take dozens. Sucking is pretty safe, though" Ric said. A second later, he saw both Dan and Scotty with devious smiles on their faces. A few more seconds more and they were crawling across the bed and pulling Ric's shorts down. He looked down at them when they dragged his jock off too, shocked. A pair of tongues began attacking Ric's shaft, one on the left and one on the right. He wasn't sure why the sight turned him on so much, he'd long ago decided that while their conversations might have gotten a little erotic, Dan and Scotty were going to be nothing more than friends. They seemed enthralled with his foreskin and Ric figured this might have been the first one either of them had ever played with. Most of the time he'd had two guys suck him at the same time, the suckers spent a lot of effort trying to avoid their tongues touching. Not with Dan and Scotty. They seemed to revel feeling each other's tongues and lips while sucking or licking. The position was awkward for Ric. He liked being reclined so he could watch Dan and Scotty service his cock, but the rail at the end of the bed was digging into his back. After a half hour, he couldn't take the pain anymore and tried to push himself toward the center of the bed. The pair sucking him just moved along with him. His cock had been leaking most of the time Dan and Scotty had been working it over and he watched Scotty pull his foreskin back the rest of the way and start lapping at the precum drooling out of his piss slit. Dan moved down and started licking his balls. With one working his cock and the other his balls, Ric closed his eyes and enjoyed the pleasure they were giving him. Ric was surprised at Dan's oral skills. He had pictured him as a top guy that never would go down on a partner. Ric wondered if he had swallowed more of Scotty's cum than he'd shot into Scotty's hole. Ric felt Scotty give a couple long laps up the sides of his cock and then re-position himself on the bed. When he opened his eyes, he was shocked to see Scotty crouched over him, lining up Ric's cock to his hole. Scotty winked at Ric and pushed down. It took a few tries before Ric's cock was driving into the tight, wet hole. He gasped but didn't try to push Scotty off. Their uncomfortable discussion earlier had told Scotty and Dan what the risks were. It didn't seem to slow Scotty down, either. A few minutes later, he was riding Ric's cock like a pro and Ric was beginning to realize that Dan and Scotty's fucks were long past being limited to the shower. When Ric no longer felt Dan's tongue on his balls he looked up and saw him kissing Scotty's neck and shoulder. It seemed that they had been planning this for a while, waiting for the right moment. Dan moved around, standing over Ric and pressed his cock to Scotty's lips. Ric looked up and saw Dan's tight ass start to rock as he plowed into his boyfriend's mouth. The cum inside Scotty's chute was getting churned to a froth and Ric assumed it was Dan's. Soon, the noises in the room added Dan's grunts. Ric figured he was getting close and noticed that Scotty was now milking Ric's cock and probably Dan's too. Ric's attitude had always been that if someone takes a cock bare, he better be prepared to take the load along with it. Several guys had gotten more than they bargained for, expecting only a fuck and walking away with an ass full of viral cum. With the way that Scotty was working his cock, both by riding harder and squeezing his sphincter quicker, Ric figured that Scotty was going to willingly take Ric's load. He started thrusting his hips up, giving his abdominal muscles a workout, like Scotty was doing with his legs. Dan growled out and Ric saw his ass clench tight as he pumped his load down Scotty's throat. Scotty clamped down on Ric's shaft and only two thrusts later, Ric was shooting his load into Scotty's neg ass. On his second shot, he felt Scotty spray his cum over Ric's chest. When the last spurts had shot, Dan pulled his spent cock out of Scotty's mouth and Scotty fell forward on to his knees. "Damn, that was a workout" Scotty said, grinning. A few seconds later, Scotty was laying next to Ric with Dan behind him. When their breathing slowed, Scotty added "That was way hotter than I thought it was going to be. Thanks for letting my fantasy become reality." "You took my dick better than I thought you would. I'm a lot thicker than Dan" Ric said, smiling back at the pair of happy faces. "When I told Dan my fantasy, he got me a toy to help me get used to something thicker. We've been working on it for a month or so" Scotty said. Ric looked surprised and asked "You've been planning on getting me to fuck Scotty for that long?" "Not just Scotty. I want to feel it too" Dan said. "Uh... I just told you... I'm poz. Even with you stretching him with the dildo, Scotty was pretty tight and there wasn't a lot of cum in him for lube. I might have infected him already" Ric replied. Dan smiled. "We figured that's what the tattoo meant, but you hadn't said anything to confirm it. It feels good with my dick in him, holding your load inside. I never thought it would be this hot feeling another guy's cum inside my boyfriend's hole" Dan said. "Can we meet tomorrow so I can watch you do Dan too?" Scotty asked excitedly. "You guys are really serious then... you want me to poz you two?" Ric asked. "Fuck us. We said we both wanted to see each other get fucked by another guy. If it turns us on, then maybe we'll do it more than once. We'll take our chances with getting infected" Dan said. Ric looked back at Dan and Scotty. Dan had a slight smile on his face but Scotty looked a little embarrassed. "Uh... I... uh... want to... do it... more than once. You felt so different inside me than Dan does. And I want to feel it when you fuck me instead of me riding you" Scotty explained, his face getting redder as he talked. Ric chuckled. "If you want to feel how different guys fuck, it probably won't be too hard to find a few safer guys to fuck you" he said. "I don't know... We've talked about this for almost a year and we only did it because we both trust you" Dan said. "Trust me? That was about as risky as it gets, sex wise. Most guys really don't want to steal boyfriends, they want to get off and leave. You're kind of ideal since you don't want a relationship with another guy" Ric explained. "Maybe, but I like that we have a good rapport with you" Scotty said. "So... If you had to pick another guy from the floor to hookup with, who would it be?" Ric asked. While he knew he was resigned to fucking both of them once and maybe Scotty twice, he wanted to see if there were other guys that might be less of a risk to them. "Anyone? Even the straight guys?" Scotty asked. Ric nodded, knowing that Scotty's gaydar was even worse than his. Scotty thought a moment and then said "Jack would be hot. I love it when he has those boots, tight jeans, tee and his hat on. He looks like a total stud. I'm sure he's straight though. Maybe Gabe. He's so chilled out and really came out of his shell at the end of last year. That tattoo he has looks hot too. I heard Drew is bi, but he doesn't really turn me on. Oh, and your boyfriend is hot, but that might be too weird" Scotty said. Ric smiled, knowing that only Drew would be a less risky fuck for Dan or Scotty. "I have to get back to studying. Are you really serious about meeting again tomorrow night?" Ric asked. "Oh god yeah. Same time?" Dan asked.

Said everyone who’s never done it.

NOTE: Chems don't enter the picture until SUNDAY, so if you only want to read that, just scroll forward to Sunday, you won't need to have read anything else up to there. That said, I like the build up but I'm very biased. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- It's here, the weekend you've been waiting for. You told yourself it would be a zero holds barred weekend of intense, hedonistic sex. This is what you've saved up for, after all. You arrive with no plans, no tickets purchased, nothing. You tell yourself you'll go with the flow of what excites you in the moment--there are always tickets to be sold last minute anyway. It's Friday night when you first log onto the apps. Grindr, Scruff, BBRT, NKP, Sniffies. You had forgotten, but are quickly reminded, that probably half your weekend will actually be spent in the room, online, looking for men. Because there are people here who have traveled from around the world to engage in the same orgiastic ritual of man sex that you have. It's like the ocean floor suddenly dropped to reveal a gaping maw of the depths, and there are thousands more creatures and denizens of the deep to probe. And they're fucking hot! And so are you. Frankly every time you look at yourself in the mirror you admire how lucky you are to have had your genetics. Earnest eyes framed by thick brows, cheekbones that need nothing to stand out, a jawline that someone could cut themselves on tapering into a perfectly groomed beard framing your chin, and a cute mustache hugging around the corners of your soft lips. Your body is tight, naturally so, without having to go through the burden of hours at the gym each week, and your skin is thin so the muscles ripple out. Your arms are criss-crossed by veins that men love to trace with the tips of their tongues before lapping at your calloused hands sucking on your knuckles bulky from years of working outside. But no one's perfect, and neither are you. Unfortunately, everyone online is always hoping to find Mr. Perfect, and they're always thinking if they plumb just a little deeper, they'll get there. So you mentally prepare to put on a good Netflix series, keep the apps open, and see what you get. Thursday 11pm. Until the parties truly begin and the out-of-towners flood the city, these early nights are a good time to sample the local meat. You're in the neighborhood of Pacific Heights. A lean, white-collar executive wants you to open him up with your fist, and he's already loaded. You love when a man's clean-cut exterior belies the pig inside. You show up, he's on the bed and blindfolded, J-lube and poppers next to him. You tell him to take a hit as you take off your clothes and stick just a single, knobby finger in. You twirl it around getting it nice and wet, before taking it out and sucking on it. Not a big taste of cum, so that load must've gone deep, but that's OK because you know you'll end up fishing it out. You're a slow and gradual fister. You add finger by finger and then switch to the fingers of the other hand. You use a thumb from each to pry open the sphincter and lick around the opening, causing him to moan and push back. You tell him to take two more hits. You love feeling the muscles relax as the poppers set in. There's a small black hole in front you now. You stick the index finger from each hand in, using the four fingers to pry him open further. Then more tongue action. Maybe you even sneak in a popper hit or two. Eventually it's time to introduce the whole of it, all fingers are inside, and you're slowly screwing your hand into him. His moans are soft and shallow now. Once you've turned your wrist as far as it can go clockwise, you move counterclockwise, applying gentle pressure all the while. He suddenly groans much more loudly as the hole abruptly widens and then swallows the whole of your hand. He sighs in relief as he pushes himself back on you. You love fisting because you can feel the entirety of someone's life. When you stop at mid-forearm your fingers are touching an organ pulsing with the beat of his heart. You caress it as he moans and fidgets around you. You tell him to take more hits. This is indeed a very loose hole, and you know exactly what to do with that. You pull out your arm slowly. As your hand reaches the entrance, you turn it palm up in a cupping shape, and press the back of your hand to the bottom of his rectum. That way, as your hand comes out, the cum pools on your palm rather than dripping uselessly to the floor. It was quite a big load, and as you haven't used any lube yet, it's delicious as you slurp it up, making all the noises to let him know you've taken his load. That gets you good and hard so you stand up and slide your dick into him. There's nothing quite like fucking a fisted bottom. You've always preferred looser holes, the folds of the ass caress your entire length like a Swedish massage, which you've always preferred to the other kind that digs in. As you pound into him you tell him to take more poppers hits, and then feed you a few as well. You love being in a synced popper high, and bend down to kiss him, your tongues battling for control up top where your dick clearly has taken over down below. After one last deep grind into him, you pull out with a swift motion while immediately shoving your hand back inside. He gives a sharp gasp but takes it all the same. You stroke and savor the wetness of your dick with one hand while expanding all the fingers of the other inside of him. After the first deep penetration, it's time to explore width. Slowly you slide the fingers of the other hand along the wrist of the hand already inside; then pull out the hand inside and let the fingers meet while applying the same consistent pressure. Your hands are only parallel for a moment before the one that was in slides out and the one that was out slides in. Back-and-forth you go with this sliding motion, gradually shortening the slide so that instead of one full hand coming out as one enters, both start to linger inside. You tell him to do a series of quick hits back-to-back. As the last of the hits settle in you add a twist to both your wrists and once again you screw yourself inside of him, this time with both hands. He groans loudly, his dick has visibly twitched in front of you so you eagerly lean forward and take it in your mouth as you start to twist back and forth inside him. Once he's sufficiently comfortable with both hands you interlace your fingers and start distending your palms outward. His movements are getting more erratic, and his legs start flailing a bit. With the both of your hands unified as a single fist you really start to move quicker, moving in and out with more force. His cries get louder and louder until you feel spurting in your mouth. Immediately you slow the movement of your hands, letting his body quake around them as he empties himself and you swallow eagerly. When he finishes cumming and his legs collapse on either side of you, you keep your fists in for several minutes, slowly suckling on his soften dick and letting him ride those waves of pleasure. By the time you pulled out you almost think he's snoring. Smiling to yourself, you get dressed and head out. Friday 10pm. You're in the neighborhood of Noe Valley. Cute, you suppose, from the row of boutiques that have long since closed. There's not a ton of activity here, a few late night spots open, but you're about to make your own soon enough. You turn off into a side street, walk up the steps to a classic San Francisco Victorian, and ring. In a few moments, the muscle daddy is there. You love a good muscle daddy, the ones that look like they must have taken steroids to look as bulky as they do--as this one does. He's also decently taller and grinning down at you like a lion. You enter his den, fully aware that with a swipe of his paw, he could end you. Yup, that's the turn on. This muscle daddy, however, wants to serve you tonight. His profile on BBRT said vers top, but he responded to your ad mewling to be opened. He gets on all fours and you're surprised momentarily by how smooth his skin is to the touch. As if all the muscles relaxed to grant you dominance. You enter slowly; he's tight! But soon he's opened up, and you're riding on top of him with a size differential that makes you look like small man on minotaur. Friday 3am Muscle daddy came long before you were even close. That's another thing you have going for you, stamina. Maybe it's a good and a bad because sometimes you wish you could be done already. But as they say, don't look a gift horse in the mouth! You had gone back to the room, turned on the apps and browsed some more, but by the time you had returned, a lot of guys were out at the parties, and no one else caught your eye. You sign up for all the cumdump parties on BBRT, because half of them will flake anyway, and rest up for the next day. Saturday 4pm You love this scene. Easy access hotel, door unlocked, ass up. And the cherry on top? There are two beefy cumdumps side-by-side. You come toward the end of the scheduled party because you want more loads inside, obviously, and because you know you have a way of getting people to... extend their end time. When you walk in both bottoms are already getting fucked. You love a good group scene. You undress quickly to not ruin the atmosphere, and crawl up onto the bed. You offer your dick to the bottoms to suck in turn while tweaking the nips of the tops plowing away at them. One of them, a gorilla of a man, moans in appreciation. So you start to tweak both of his nipples while leaning forward to kiss the second top, a younger potbellied pig. The gorilla gets off soon enough and it's your turn. You sink into a really velvety texture. This man is surprisingly loose, the kind of loose that you can't get from cock alone, no matter how big. You mention that and he points to the literal horse dildo he'd been sitting on earlier in the day. You smile big at that and ask him if he wants to take a fist. He says yes and it's on. For several hours, men come and go. You aren't selfish so you offer up his ass as well, but really, it's yours. You're easily punching into guts, and when you rapidly pull out and ask him to push, a beautiful prolapse at least two inches long follows. You quickly use your fingers to pinch his anus and keep the rose bud. It's glorious - each petal with white frosted tips, evidence of cum from the countless other men who have cum inside. You take your time making out with it, using your tongue to probe each wrinkle and fold. Once you've licked up all the cum, you stand up and poke your into the mass of throbbing red flesh, letting your dick curve and bend and be manipulated before finding the hole in the center through which you push. With a gasp from him the whole mass of it shrinks back up and pulls your cock in with it. You tell him to take some popper hits as you relish the warm wet caress on your dick. You pound into him, churning up the loads until you see a frothy mess start to form around the base of your dick. That's what you like the best, knowing that at that point, when the cum is leaking out there's no way it didn't already fully coat every inch of your dick, even sliding into your dickhole. You pull out and start punching again. Full fist, no tapering of the fingers. On the last one he shouts and his entire body shivers as if he's having a seizure. This is the biggest anal-gasm you've ever seen. He whimpers for minutes as it overwhelms all of him. You slap his ass cheeks as the shaking ends and pull out. He pulls you into a sloppy kiss of gratitude before being alarmed at the time. He needs to get ready for a dinner, and you're onto the next one. Saturday 8pm The density of events like this means that the next man is actually a few blocks away. This one just arrived and just finished cleaning out, so is totally fresh, which is nice in its own way. He greets you at the door and pulls you in. He's your height, and similar in build. So far he's the tightest - you can't push your fist further beyond the wrist. Still he's enthusiastic, pulling at your arm to try to bring it further in while making out with you. You alternate fist with fist with dick until he, too, cums, frantically yanking on his cock. You swallow down another load and bid him adieu. Saturday 11pm You're headed out to an orgy. Which sounds fun, but honestly you don't have high expectations. Everyone goes to an orgy with the expectation of porn shoot, but it always ends up with a bunch of standing around. Really, an orgy is often just a bathhouse scene at a smaller scale. It takes a lot of work as a host to cultivate the right type of energy with the right attendees to make it truly a pigsty. And only porn producers have that type of time. Still, the host is super cute, which is always a plus. You're immediately drawn to his supple lips and the way the one on top crinkles a bit at the corner as he smirks. Unable to resist, you start making out in the elevator on the way up to the room. Part of you wishes that elevator ride just didn't end because, predictably so, once you enter you notice that half the people are just standing around and watching, some not even jerking. But that's not you, so you quickly strip and join in on the action. Having topped quite a lot, you focus on sucking. You love sucking especially the dicks from the ass of the cute twink that greeted you at the door. And then you run your hands through his thick curly hair as you push him down on your dick as well. Too soon, however, the orgy is over. The attendees spill out into the night for another party. $100+ tickets are not ones to waste! You head back to the room and browse some more, but ultimately head to sleep, hand on cock. Sunday 11am Overnight an unbelievably young kid messages you - the type of young where you'd almost want to see his ID before hooking up. (Thankfully, he's of age.) He's got a round face, big ears that you love to pull on, and thin lips that part into the most mischievous grin. He's smaller than you, but with a package that, even in underwear, looks like it belongs on a muscle daddy. This was going to be fun. The kid asks if you party, with a twinkle in his eye and that grin on full display. No, actually, you don't. But he's so fucking cute and earnest, and you did tell yourself this weekend would be no holds barred... he offers you a bong and even lights it for you. But of course you have no idea how it works so you suck lamely, and aren't even sure if anything's happening or not. When you pull off of it and no smoke escapes your lips, it's confirmed that nothing happens. He just smiles and takes the bong instead, and you watch as he expertly lights and sucks on it. Once he's got his lungs full he beckons you close and presses his lips to yours and then actually blow the hit into your mouth! So surprised you were that much of the smoke actually escapes before you catch on to the idea and suck in the rest. He asks you how it feels and honestly you don't know what to say. Nothing seems to feel like anything. You're expecting the immediate intensity of poppers, but Tina, as you will soon learn, is nothing like that. You push him back onto the bed and start to finger his hole. This is your routine after all, so maybe once you get familiar, some feeling will kick in. It's early in the morning and the kid is tight. You have to actually work to get a finger in. He simply lies there and sighs as you begin. From the mess on the bed he pulls out some poppers and huffs. Then a can of Max Impact and huffs. Then more of the smoke. The first hit, he blows down toward you and you're surprised at how thick the smoke is. For a second, you can barely even see him! The next hit, he doesn't blow out. Instead he raises and eyebrow and gives you a meaningful look that you understand. So you pull out of him and move up to kiss him, this time taking the full smoke into your lungs. As you exhale and wonder if the smoke is obscuring your face the same way it did his, he motions to get up for a moment. From a drawer he pulls out a plastic bag filled with clear crystals, and drops several into the round bulb that protrudes from his bong. He gestures at it and says let's smoke this shit up. You're nervous, he's probably at least a decade younger than you but has the experience and confidence of a master addict. Strangely, that also turns you on... and a word pops into your head unannounced - trashy. He blows you another hit. Maybe you are feeling something. There's a slight... hum in your mind. You really just want to throw him down and rape his ass. You tell him that and he just smiles, telling you to go for it. So you push him onto the bed, barely giving him time to put away the smoke supplies. You spray a good load of Max Impact onto a towel and cram it in his mouth. You pinch one nostril shut while stuffing the poppers into the other one. You're rock hard and you start pushing into him completely dry. After you make him take several hits from the poppers bottles, you take some as well, then lean down and hold your mouth over his to suck in the Max Impact. You continue pushing into him and peek out the corner of your eye to see that he's just serenely staring at you, with that same twinkle in his eye. That light that suddenly you just want to snuff out. You push into him hard the rest of the way and he moans around the towel. You push off his torso and feed him more poppers hits. You tell him you want to fuck him up. Something in your mind tells you to ruin this kid. His eyebrows slightly wrinkle as his face fully flushes red from the drugs. You don't let up and start to really fuck him, both hands around his slender neck. He's still looking at you with that mirth even though you never took the towel out and he can't actually smile. That enrages you and you fuck harder, even though the abrasiveness even hurts you a bit. You roughly pull the towel out, hands him the bong, and demands he smoke more. He simply utters a fuck yes in the sexiest rasp you've ever heard and complies. Again the first hit he blows toward you so you can't see him at all, and the next he beckons to give to you. This time with an open mouth you hungrily move to accept it into your lungs. When done you blow it back at him and then slap his face, so you can spit into his mouth open from shock. You just smile and punch his chest as well as you begin fucking him in earnest. He tells you how good it feels. How much he wants you to fuck him up. You're starting to drip sweat down. A bead of it catches in your eye and blurs your vision a bit so you can't tell if he's wearing a grimace or a smile. You hope it's the former even though you know it's probably the latter. Sunday 3pm You're back on the apps with intent. Something about that kid brought out an animal inside of you on a murderous rage from years of being caged. And as much fun as you were having and wanted to have ripping him to shreds, he had to catch the fair. Another muscle daddy hits you up. Normally people write Ask me in the question on Drug use, as far as you've casually noticed. This daddy has a clear Yes and you don't even hesitate to get his address. You're on your way before you've realized that you haven't even eaten anything yet. Sunday 4pm You arrive at muscle daddy's place in the Sunset. Too quaint a neighborhood to contain such a pig of a man, you think to yourself, recalling what his profile had implied. He opens the door in a jock and gruffly beckons you in. He has a fully outfitted play space ready to go, backlit with red and purple lights. Music that makes you feel like you're in a bathhouse fills the room and there's porn on two different screens while mirrors allow you to see yourself from every angle. Damn, you think. All that's missing is a sling. Daddy wastes no time in getting on his knees on the bed and showing off his ass, wiggling it at you. He tells you it's full loaded and ready for you. You give it a full lick from his balls all the way to his tailbone. Indeed you smell and taste the cum, just how you like it. The taste brings out that inner beast again, and you start to feel the hum come back. Almost immediately you're back into your route of fisting and fucking soon enough, and this daddy proves to be the most verbal of them all, absolutely loving it and demanding more and more. You pull out and he flips over, before you can get back inside he pulls you for a kiss. He swirls his tongue around in your mouth once and then pulls away. You've been partying? he asks. You nod and he grins. We're gonna have some fun then, boy, he tells you. He hops over to a cabinet on the side of the room, pulling out a pipe, light, another bag of tina, and some other supplies. You tell him, somewhat surreptitiously that it's actually your first time trying the stuff, and you just smoked a little with another kid earlier. He tells you it's not a problem. You wonder if it's an unspoken rule that partiers abide by that blowing hits to newbies is the way to go. But that's what he does anyway. You think he must have a much bigger lungs capacity than the kid because almost immediately after he fills your chest with smoke the hum comes back but it's a bit louder this time. Oof you say as it hits you. For a split second, you feel a similar spiking of intensity like poppers, but it never reaches as high before it mellows out into that hum again. He grins and pushes you onto the bed. You turn around waiting to get at him again but before you know it he's wrapped his arms around you from behind. This is what's great about size differentials; you feel completely enveloped. His large hands run up and down your front, cupping your balls, stroking you dick, tweaking your nipples. His tongue is in your ear and nipping along your neck as his hard cock throbs incessantly against your own entrance. You arch your back to meet it as he thrusts and glides his cock along your ass crack. Next thing you know it's him who has the poppers against a nostril and tells you to inhale. He tells you to inhale big, stroking your stomach and telling you to fill it up, then pushes against you as you exhale, and then switches nostrils. He repeats that four times and the intensity of it - this was a fresh bottle - completely catches you off-guard, as well as the fact that he's halfway in your hole. He pushes you forward and slowly starts to glide in and out. He hands you the bottle and this time tells you to sniff yourself, but on his count. Normally poppers momentarily deflates your dick, but for some reason, this time, pressed against the bed you're hard as a rock. You wonder if this is how your subs feel but you can't think about that too long because he suddenly thrusts all the way in, hits that spot, and you cry out loud. He grinds into you right there and presses his entire body on top of you, once again enveloping you. From that position he thrusts just his pelvis in and out. You hear the sound of the torch and before you know it, he's blowing out the clouds right past your ear so you're completely enveloped in those clouds. You suddenly notice yourself inhaling, trying to bring in the smoke, but he tells you not to worry, the next one will be for you. You strain your neck back, almost giving yourself a cramp to ensure you can adequately reach his lips to take in all that he has to give you. Again a brief momentary flash of intensity and then that hum again, a little louder. You push back against him more, suddenly wishing he were even more hung than he was. He slides his hands under your body to tweak your nips while he continues to thrust his pelvis against and you arch back to meet him. Normally you consider yourself the type to change up positions frequently but suddenly you feel like he could do this to you forever and you wouldn't oppose. When he finally lets up you're almost disappointed. Lucky for you he has to plans to pull out. Instead he expertly maneuvers you while he's still inside so that he's side fucking you, and suddenly hitting new positions inside while you continue to lie there in utter bliss. Again he lights up and blows a first hit at you and the next one pushes into your lungs. You marvel that there's such a quantity of smoke that even when you breath out again he briefly fades from view covered by clouds. Once again that baseline hum that you think is desire comes to life around you. You're moaning as you've never moaned before as he impales you on his cock. When he finally pulls out you almost whine with the desire to have it back inside. He asks you if you've done G before. You tell him you haven't. He nods and tinctures out some liquid and then mixes it with Gatorade. He hands you a glass and without question you chug it down, noticing the bitter taste of it. He tells you it'll take awhile to take effect but there are other fun things to do in the meantime. He lies down on the bed, asking you to get on top and ride him. You love this position as well so you eagerly obey, squirming to get him down all the way to the base of his dick. You feel his sweaty balls pressing against your butt cheeks and that simple touch suddenly makes you profoundly happy. He tosses you the popper bottle and gives you some specific instructions to follow. He asks you to nod to confirm you've understood and you do. You've always loved poppers and you're starting to really dig the smoke so this idea sounds fantastic. He lights up again and nod at you, your sign to take the longest hit you've ever taken on each side of your nose. He'd told you to inhale until literally you can't take in anymore and then hold it. He does the same with the smoke, then nods again. As instructed, you exhale everything in a quick whoosh, and then tightly lock lips with his. He exhales as you inhale, but this time once it's over, rather than part, he instructed you to exhale into his mouth as he inhales. You wonder how this works as there can't be oxygen in that smoke but somehow the meth is powering the two of you. Back and forth you exhale and inhale into the other until actually you're dizzy from lack of oxygen. Finally you pull away and sit up as he starts thrusting upward into you in earnest. Your head is actually dizzy now, the intensity of the poppers somehow dulled and delayed by the smoke comes back in a fever pitch while the hum of the tina somehow becomes more incessant all around you. He tells you to tweak his nipples as he does yours and you look down to grab them. Fuck, you think. You must be really fucked up because your vision is even going weird. In the faint colored lights his face blurs and as he grins it looks like the devil himself is the one fucking you now, goading you to continue. You think how hot it would be for the devil to be the one fucking you and you respond back in earnest, riding and grinding down hard to meet his thrusts. You feel amazing and if you came right now you know it would be the best orgasm of your life but no one is jacking your dick and for whatever reason despite how good you feel you are completely soft. This time, once the popper intensity subsides the pounding in your head continues for even longer, as if your body were struggling to maintain the blood flow up there. Somehow your daddy senses this as you do and tells you to get off and onto your hands and knees. In this position the pounding is dulled and quickly he once again drives into you. He tosses the torch and pipe in front of you. Smoke it you little meth whore, he commands, slapping your ass. Something about that makes your dick momentarily harden and you're eagerly grasping for it. You don't even know what you're doing but you know you want to please him, so you take the torch and heat up the bulb like you saw him doing. As the chamber fills with smoke you suck on it, bringing it into your lungs. When you exhale and see the smoke billowing around you you're actually proud of yourself. Fuck yeah, he says, that'll make you really want it, you want it? Of course you do but you can't somehow articulate the words so instead to show your affirmation you just pick up the pipe and do it again. This is the dirtiest and sluttiest, you've ever felt. Being commanded to do drugs by someone you couldn't see, and filled with an irresistible urge to do so. After you do another hit he takes the pipe for himself. The Pavlovian response built up quick, the sound of the torch makes your dick twitch and soon enough there's another cloud surrounding your head. You shake your head, trying to somehow will it to enter you through sheer contact. He laughs, then blows you another hit and says, fuck yeah we're gonna make a little meth whore out of you. To your surprise you want that, and you tell him fuck yeah, drug me up. You wonder if it's you talking or just you under the influence. You've always been a verbal fucker but you're saying all kinds of things that night you've never said before. He tells you he's going to keep you drugged up all night and invite all the guys to fuck you, and you, you who have never been gangbanged in your life or even really wanted to participate in one as a bottom, eagerly agrees, telling him to tie you up so you can't say no. He tells you he has some really hung as fuck friends who most bottoms have a hard time getting in. You surprise yourself by telling him that he can just feed you more drugs until they get it in. He tells you he has some sexy poz fuckers who would love to dump their HIV+ loads in your hole. You counter and tell him even AIDS is fine. At that, even he laughs and flips you over. He sinks back into you missionary and again presses his entire body languidly against yours, pelvis continuing to gyrate into you, as he tells you what a quick learning son he has. You beam at the praise. He momentarily pauses, and wonders out-loud if you've ever done a slam. You tell him you have no idea what that is. He just grins down at you and says maybe you'll be ready another time. He catches your disappointment and bends over to lick your nips causing you to twitch with pleasure. He tells you he wants you to build up to it, to being a trashy meth whore of your own doing. You tell him to feed you another hit, then, to which he readily complies. He continues fucking you until you tap him and tell him you have to pee. He shrugs and says, just go, with no motion of getting off. You confirm with him, like... here? He tells you the sheets are waterproof. So you let loose a torrent of piss from your soft dick trapped between the two of you. He groans in pleasure as he rubs his chest across yours, getting that piss everywhere, and then sneaks a hand down there to catch some and rub it on your faces and drip it into your mouth whereupon he quickly leans down and scoops it back out with his tongue. Fuck, you think, this is even fucking dirtier and sluttier. Once again you feel like if someone were jacking you off you might have the biggest orgasm of your life, but once again you can't even reach your dick to touch it. The piss tastes funny and he explains its chem piss, it has all those drugs in it and it will only continue to get you more high. You groan at that and try to suck the piss clean from his fingers. He jokingly tells you he doesn't want you to overdose. Again you surprise yourself... the words that come out of you are: keep fucking me even if I do. You fuck like that for hours. You've always had stamina but the drugs make you feel like you can spend an eternity in this state. And it won't even matter if you never come. As the time goes on, you start to get semi hard again and rapidly stroke yourself, trying to cum. But for whatever reason each time you try to stroke yourself to completion it feels empty. Yet whenever you're not touching yourself, it feels like you're having a body-gasm from how he's fucking you, how he's tweaking your nips, how he's kissing you. That doesn't mean the sex isn't good. The next several hours continue to be the best of your weekend. Even his verbal is bringing you to new realms of... mind-gasms? that you never knew were possible. You just want to marry the three: cock-gasm, body-gasm, and mind-gasm, but it seems an impossible task for some reason. You furiously jerk while he's drilling you and telling you how he's used the cum from his ass as lube and is spreading that dirty load deep into your guts while playing with your nipples, but you never get hard and the cock-gasm refuses the join the other two. Then you're in a 69 and as he's pushing your head to choke down on you while sucking furiously, you feel like you're getting close but wishing someone were commanding you to take that poz load. You want to be the center of an orgy where everyone's focused on getting you there. Someone is fucking you. Your dick is in someone else. A third person is feeding you drugs, while a forth is playing with your body. Bringing you to that elusive nirvana until you finally explode. And indeed that's the fantasy that ends four days of edging, while you're frantically jerking your semi soft cock hard enough to get a cramp. It's not like a normal orgasm, where the feeling crescendos and then the cum shoots out. No, this time you first start spraying cum, and since your dick is soft and it's being jerked every which way it shoots out like a sprinkler system gone haywire. You're worried for a second, almost afraid that the orgasm won't happen until it suddenly does, in the middle of the spurts. This orgasm is different, this orgasm you feel traveling the full length of your dick (well, as much length as there is at the moment anyway) until it reaches climax and you shoot out even more cum. He crows at the quantity of cum spattering forth to cover the both of you as you scream into the darkness of the room. Your body buckles and roils literally you think you've lost sight because you swear your eyes are open but you can't see anything but a hazy gray fog. You lay there, stretched in the afterglow as he laps up the cum off your entire body, triggering secondary quakes as his tongue drags across a nip, or wiggles around the crown of your dick. You've never ever had an orgasm like this before in your life. Sunday 11pm It's only 11 when you finally make it back to your room. When you had first gotten up out of his bed, you got such a head rush you crashed down again and he laughed at you, telling you to take it slow. Like a gentleman, he drove you back, though the drive was painfully awkward with small talk. It felt like you were in a lovers' spat: going from consuming each other with your mouths to being stifled sharing the same air. It was like the orgasm took with it all the happiness you had in your soul and now you were in a vacuum where you were just going through the motions. Soon enough you're back home, and even though you only live on the 2nd floor, you can't take the steps with how much of a migraine you have pounding in your skull, and call for the elevator. Everything feels numb, but actually. Your skin is tingling, You think you actually hear a buzz or a ringing, the same kind of effect that happens when you've been exposed to loud sounds for a long time. You collapse into bed, covered in cum and dried piss and hoping to just sleep it off. Except, you're not sure if you actually do sleep. Instead, you're always hovering in that limbo where it seems like you're partially awake and could be fully awake at any moment. You've had insomnia before, but this is different. Normally, your insomnia feels like a hundred racing thoughts, but thoughts that have endings. This feels like your mind is opening a dozen browser tabs by the moment, but none of the pages render more than the title. There's just a mass of empty content filling up your head and preventing the soothing bliss of deep sleep from taking your body. Monday You regret not taking the next day off from work. You're absolutely destroyed. Coworkers think it's a hangover, but this is far worse. Your stomach feels like it's tightened up into a small ball from not having anything to eat in over 24 hours, and you hunch over because that's the only it doesn't hurt. There's a dry lump in your throat that demands you drink water to sooth it, but that retaliates with painful jabs each time you swallow. The buzzing is still all around you. Your hearing has improved but there are still moments when you think the world is being filtered to you through a thick fog. Finally, you go home early. You order some food and barely eat a few bites before nausea sets in. You think you'll just spend the rest of the day in bed watching Netflix, except you can barely understand what they're saying. Frustrated, you just lie supine, the only position where your head doesn't pound as much, and stare up at the ceiling. You feel guilty. That, really is the core of it. Harder than the physical come down is the mental anguish, that you did this to yourself: you traded what will be at least 24 hours of physical pain, for such fleeting pleasure. You don't even know how else the drugs may have fucked up your system. Would you be addicted now? What will people think of you for doing such shit? You're frustrated, drained, and deeply in pain. The worst? You were literally begging for it. You think back about the old man calling you a meth whore, and just how trashy you were as you desperately sucked on that glass pipe. You remember how you did hit after hit to try to chase those first few mind-gasms even though you actually never got them back. Your hand unconsciously palms your crotch. You're not even horny and can't even get hard still, but somehow you want to play with it. You vow to never do drugs again, but before you sleep, you'll log back online and add that muscle daddy as a friend. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ FINAL NOTE: This is the first draft of a commissioned work (I write hardcore erotica for clients), and yes the Monday experience was part of the request! Anyway, client changed direction so I thought I'd just put it here. Since i's a first draft, please forgive any grammatical or writing errors. As Folsom just happened, I did go through quickly and changed some settings to adapt it. Let me know if you got a load out reading this!

Here is my experience on the subject: If the question comes up at a sexclub or orgy, any guy that asks about loads in the hole prior to sticking their dick in it isn't going to fuck, regardless of what the answers is. The only reason they ask is to fuel their masterbation fantasies, so both answers are wrong. If a guy asks when he is already balls deep in a hole, he isn't going to stop fucking but will often use the answer to enhance the fuck with his dirty talk. So if the dick is already in the hole there is no wrong answer. For the record, when I ask I am already balls deep in your ass. If I'm asked by someone who is not inside me, I've recently been going with, "you will have to fuck me to find out." If a guy asks after shoving his dick up my hole I happily give him an estimate of the number of loads in my hole.

Docklands Light Railway. Between Island Gardens and Canary Wharf. With the train guard. It was quick…

This is a tale as old as time. I was a sysop of a BBS in the pre-internet days (you can look it up). Sysops were responsible for moderating content in forums originating on their system to be compliant with local laws even then. I've been hearing the same kinds of "big bad sysop/moderator was mean/unjust to me" stories since the late 80s. With the global reach of the internet, the complexity is multiplied by the need to comply with laws in *all* jurisdictions your users come from, not just the ones where your site is hosted. It's a difficult, unenviable, and completely thankless job. It's also an entirely necessary one if you want a site to continue to exist for your use. That's not to say some sysops back in the day didn't have themselves a power trip and get too controlling. But back then the restrictions were less stringent, the consequences less harsh, and the likelihood of LEO engagement much lower than today. The amount of content that needs to be moderated now is staggering. I can guarantee that moderators hope they don't *have* to take any kinds of actions, because it's just work.

As a slut btm that will breed another slut at the end of the night I will search out the wettest hole I can find. If I don’t have a regular fuckbud at the club I’ll make a couple laps around the bathhouse fingering holes until I find the one with the most cum. When I find one with a good amount of nut I’ll scoop some cum out of my hole and use it to lube up my dick. I always imagine the preloaded cumdump with loads from guys who also fucked me. I’ve had a couple cumdumps who trade stories about the other guys who have dropped loads. Always a good time partying and fucking with another btm whore. For me I think it’s knowing the btm is on my level with the desperate need for nut. More of an psychological connection than physical.

This summer I met a 27 year old guy by responding to an add for "DL bottom for dl top". He wouldn't share any photos, but seemed to be a good choice from our email banter. When he showed up, I discovered a hot, 5'7" (smaller) 135# muscled young guy. Love those "college" build hot dudes that want to be fucked. But our 1st fuck was awkward at best, bareback (of course). I don't think he's been fucked much and probably is mostly "straight", and certainly not by a big cock. I didn't think he enjoyed it (I have a larger, 8x6c cock), I thought I'd never hear from him again. HOWEVER - On Saturday I got quite horned up cruising online, and just as I was giving up and logged out of all the typical sites, he sent me an email asking if I was available. I was surprised and delighted. I thought I'd try better this time to get him to relax and enjoy it more, with hopes he might want to visit again (and again - more often). When he got here I had him sit and relax in the living room, and made him a Vodka mixed drink. We talked for a while. When I sensed he was relaxed I took him back to my bedroom. This would be our 2nd fuck. It went much better. He doesn't kiss, but I got him to enjoy my body on top of his, then flipped him over onto mine. We played with each others cocks too this time, he has a smaller cock/package which I think is hot on a thin muscled bottom. I got him to try a few positions as well, me pounding him missionary, him riding me on top (which I think he liked), a bit of side-saddle, and then finally him on his back with me standing on the side of the bed railing him (this is his preferred position). He was more relaxed. It was a pleasure to shoot my cum 8" deep inside of his tight hole. He jacked off after. If we play again, I'll ask if I can suck him off. Once we got dressed, he hung around for a while and we talked more, so hopefully he'll be back again!

Actually yours is going up reasonably fast. You've only been here six months and it's already 46. To answer your question, though: Post good content. That's really it. One-liners often won't do much for your score. Thoughtful posts that people respond to do a better job.

Part 18 It didn’t take long for me to get insanely horny that evening. Just a few videos, couple of whiffs of poppers, and my dick was whipped out of my jockstrap. The idea of just figuring out silhouettes at my door watching me play with myself and jerking their cocks was adding to my excitement and I was hoping for a great night. I was thinking about the next day though and I kept telling myself that I shouldn’t be going all out yet if I really wanted to enjoy what my guy had in store for me. I was feeling I had no real way out of it at that point, the guy knew where I was staying, even my room number. And anyway, horny as I was at that moment, I was looking forward to it immensely! After maybe an hour, I realized that more and more men were passing by my door, a sign that the place was starting to get crowded. I looked at the time, it was almost 1AM and I thought that the action had probably started to pick up. I got up, grabbed my towel, made my way through the little group of guys gathered around my door and went exploring. The place was a very large and high warehouse, with several different floors and areas created with a network of industrial stairs and platforms. The concept of the space was quite open and I thought the place was a bit drafty in some areas and possibly uncomfortable for a fuck. I passed by a closed space with some stalls and glory holes, with several groups of men blowing each other. I entered a dark corner with several wooden panels creating a maze, dimly lit with a few red bulbs. The passage was quite narrow and I could feel men touching me from both sides. I could barely make out their shapes and definitely couldn’t really see any faces. It was the perfect spot for me, where I couldn’t be picky about who would play with my butt. I found a little empty space against a wall, between two guys who seemed to be taller than me. I could tell there were looking my direction as I could feel their breath on my face. I had my towel on one shoulder, to ensure my ass in jockstrap was exposed at all time. The guy on my left took my hand and wrapped it around his cock. It was thick although not extremely long. The guy on my right had turned my way and I could feel his wet dick being stroked against my hip. I felt a hand grabbing me behind the head and pushing me down to the left. I bent over and a dick was forced into my mouth. It tasted like precum and the guy smelled like old sweat. I grabbed his thighs to balance myself as he was thrusting in and out of my mouth. I was feeling the other guy, who was now behind me, rubbing the wet tip of his cock against my hole. I heard him spit and coat his dick with saliva, before thrusting it brutally into my hole. The shock was so abrupt that I almost bit on the cock I was sucking. The guy in front of me must have felt it as I received a slap on the face. -“Careful with the teeth, slut!”. The guy behind me was taking his time fucking me, taking his dick out of my hole completely then ramming it back balls deep with a moan -“Good boy, taking random dicks in the dark!” The action had attracted a small crowd. I could feel a bunch of hands on my body, reaching out for my dick or my hole, checking if the top was fucking me raw. He was indeed fucking me raw and the absence of lube was starting to create a burning sensation that prompted me to get a sniff of poppers. The guy in front took it from my hand and inhaled it deeply after me. -“We’re just getting started, boy! Hold on to this bottle, it will be helpful tonight.”

I don’t know if it’s the mental element of adding to a loaded hole, doing something so dirty, or if it’s genuinely how silky and warm a pre-loaded hole feels and how your cock slides straight in. But it feels so good and turns me on like nothing else. I’m neg (I think) and not on prep, so probably should do something about that if not already too late as I know it’s riskier…. But every once in a while I get the urge. If I was on prep I’d probably do it every day. I almost exclusively fuck pre-loaded holes now. Anyone else the same?

My favorite porn comes from unprofessional amateurs, preferably older, average looking men (50+) who are poz and willing to talk dirty about it. The more polished production value, the harder it is for me to enjoy. If anyone feels the same as me, I'd love to hear from you.

ive been curious about taking a fist in my fuckhole but never got into it. it would be nice to have that done to me. im almost 40 , done just about everything else. ideally, if i do volunteer my fuckhole to become a blown out fist cavern, id like someone professional who knows what theyre doing. maybe something like this? [think before following links] https://www.xvideos.com/video27854787/fistbxl_-04_deep_fisting_and_double_deep

Yesterday I found this young guy on Adam to Adam. He said he would come over. All of a sudden he was there. Said he had not much time. he stripped and got his dick hard. He was 8” hung and quickly went in my ass. he came in two minutes quickly dressed the whole fuck took 10 minutes It was nice and quick

As a non-moderator here (but someone with extensive experience as one, elsewhere), here are a few observations I've gleaned from this site. Generally speaking, the site owner (and by extension, his moderators) want as little restriction as possible on the discussion as long as it (a) stays on-topic, (b) fits into the organizational structure of the site, and (c) doesn't run afoul of either legal restrictions or the owner-imposed site restrictions. As for on-topic: even though the site is, at its core, about bareback sex, there are offshoot discussions that can go in a variety of directions. So one might, for instance, in a thread about actors one might want to fuck, discuss a desire to fuck Steve Carell, and from that, the thread might spiral into some discussions of episodes where he was especially appealing. But creating a thread just for fans of the Office to discuss favorite episodes would be off-topic. Fitting into the organizational structure is the source of those "thread moved" notices - and that organization is important for several reasons. One, there are certain topics (like fisting or drug use) that a significant number of people don't want to see. Sometimes that's a preference about what's erotic, and that relegates such topics to one of the fetish forums. Other times it's an issue of being a trigger for people in recovery, and that relegates such topics to the Back Room. But even in general: nothing would be "findable" if the site were one big jumbled folder of personal ads, discussions of porn, health advice, and more. So familiarizing oneself with the topical layout of the system is something everyone should do. Legal restrictions are critical. No site can afford to be a target for a lawsuit from the government, so if advertising for prostitution is illegal (as it is in many jurisdictions), it has to be curtailed here. But there's nothing illegal about someone posting that he has had experience as a prostitute, and in line with the site owner's preference for "as little restriction as possible", those kind of posts are allowed. Likewise, it's not generally illegal to have HAD sex before you were over the age of consent; it's illegal for someone else to have sex with that underaged person. So it's okay to have a post saying "my first time oral was at age 13" but it's not okay to have a post saying you want to have oral sex with someone age 13, nor is it okay to encourage other people to have sex with someone age 13. And that's why posts about your experiences at age 13 need to be simple facts without a lot of detail, because the more detail and eroticization the post has, the easier it is to cast such a post as encouraging that behavior. Finally, ownership site restrictions are just as critical. This is his turf, his rules. So when he says you can't post about chasing STI's (other than HIV), and you can't eroticize advancing from HIV+ to AIDS status, those rules are just as binding as any other. Lastly - a note about complaining about moderation. If you have a complaint about how the rule was applied to you - it should be taken up with the moderator privately. Sometimes they might review their actions and determine there was overreach, and reduce the penalty involved. Sometimes they'll review and realize their explanation wasn't thorough, so they'll walk you through a clearer explanation. But if your problem is that you don't like the rule you're being asked to follow, no amount of foot-stomping and bad-mouthing the moderator(s) is going to get your penalty lifted. If anything, it's likely to merit a new penalty. The moderators don't make the rules; they enforce them, and that means, if you don't like the rules, there's only one person you have to convince: the site owner. It's unlikely, but if you presented a clear, coherent argument why it was more important to allow your preferred post instead of enforcing his rule, you might get the rule modified. But in any event, he's the only one who can do anything to change the rule.

I used to prefer being the first guy to fuck a bottom, but these days when topping I like sliding into a sloppy hole.

It’s a BB site , what a question !

I sucked a few guys off in the middle of the street at Folsom Street fair

Oh yes - Instagram Queens - interested in posing for a photo op with guys in fetish gear or in fetish venues - but never in engaging in any actual play.

I love outdoor and public sex! Nothing gets me super horned like looking up and seeing guys standing around watching the way handlers watch their livestock breeding, some of them jerking off to it. I've been fucked in the street at Folsom and and sex all over at gay resorts and campgrounds. Most recently, I did a live porn scene for Natural Born Breeders that we filmed in front of an audience at Inn Leather during Pig Week in Fort Lauderdale and I most recently shot a fisting and breeding/felching scene I was at Fist Fest in July (see my Twitter @JaredEriksonXXX for the trailer). I am always in cruise mode and have enjoyed sex in front of others in gym saunas and public bathrooms. Promoters have no idea how much I'd give to be hired to do live sex shows at events and be on a stage getting fucked and fisted while guys watched. That is my dream life/job.

Sucked a few guys at the urinal at Eagle Bar in Manchester while my mates were back at the table. That was a fun night.

The fact that you said the words "bitter old queen" and "troll" in your post says quite a bit about you. There are rules here, you were supposed to read them when you joined, so why not just follow protocol. Sounding like an entitled 20 or 30 something is a bad look, just saying....

“How many loads you got in you?” is my favorite thing to hear from a Top when I’m a cumdump. It lets me know how enthusiastic the Top is about breeding my used hole. The words “nasty,” “bugs,” and sloppy” really trigger me the most. They reinforce my purpose and make me want to achieve more and more. The best a guy can do to make me take more loads is remind me how many random Men I’m making happy by letting them use my hole and how much of their DNA I have in my body. I really wish I had more encouragers around me. There would be no limits to the amount of loads I could take really.

Stopped by my local cruising grounds next to the river yesterday. Was followed down the trail by a big sexy daddy with an honest-to-god handlebar mustache. We started playing around and he hauled out a 7" cut cock surrounded by a full bush and hairy balls. I bent over and started sucking him until he got rock hard. He reached around and started stroking my ass (BINGO!). We were on the main part of the trail so we had a few interruptions, but anyone in that area is either looking for the same thing or someone who lives in the woods surrounding the river. His stroking of my ass intensified, so I lowered my pants to give him better access. His fingers found my hole like a heat-seeking missile and started massaging my fuck ring. By this time my pants were down around my ankles, so he moved in behind me and reached into his pocket. I prayed to any god that happened to be on duty at the moment that it wasn't a condom, and was relieved to hear the snap of a lube bottle being opened. He lubed up my hole and his cock and slid in slowly but deliberately. After he fully hilted himself balls deep, he started screwing me and moaned "This pussy feels amazing!" while guiding my hips to give himself command of the fuck. By this time, 3-4 guys were standing around watching this all happen, as well as some river folk still passing by on their way to their campsites (they always ignore us). One guy who is a known cock block commented that he wished that was his ass getting fucked. I happily thought "Possession is 9/10ths the law dude." Suddenly, down the trail comes this other guy I'd never seen before dressed in scrub pants and a tee with 2 full sleeve tattoos. He immediately walks up and shoves a 7.5" uncut cock with a fully shaved pubic area in my face. He's already hard and I swallow him whole right away as he fishes a bottle of poppers out of his pocket and huffs them. He tastes delicious, like he's been working all day. My fucker is really slamming into me now and after a few moments he inhales sharply and then exhales with a loud groan as he shoots his load into me. He lingers a bit savoring the post-breeding bliss and continues to grind his cock into my cumhole. I could sense that the guy fucking my throat is close because I could taste the pre-cum starting to flow. While my fucker is deflating, the second guy jerks his cock out of my mouth and quickly duck walks behind me to get into my ass. As soon as the first breeder pulls out, the second one glides in on the lube and splooge already in my hole. I motion for his poppers and take a deep, double-nostril drag. He fucks for about 5 minutes and I start begging for his load which he energetically pounds into me as deep as he can get it. With all the pulsing and fluid pressure inside me I could tell it was a big one. The whole time #2 is inside me, #1 is rubbing my back (especially the area where my biohazard tattoo is) and telling #2 to "knock'im up". We all put ourselves back together as the crowd of now 6 other cruisers disperse since none of them wanted a turn on my cumsloppy hole. I turned to them and said "Thank you" as they walked away. They both walked the whole way back to their cars, so I kind of figured they knew each other. I walked back to my car squeezing my whole shut to keep all that cummy goodness inside me.

The boss fucked me this afternoon. We took a break to try out some new furniture he ordered. He said he shot a three day load in my hole and I believe it because later when I was back working in the barn I forgot I was full of his DNA and blasted a big cum fart in my work pants. LOL! No big deal I was already filthy. Here’s a pic right after he came. The image doesn’t do justice to his big fat cock.

Just recounting my night at City Steam 357 for HCB Pride back in August. I had arrived in my hotel on Thursday and was exhausted from flying in from Perth. it was relatively early and I unpacked my stuff trying to decide whether to just grab some food and have early night or check out the local sex pigs in Sydney. I checked out squirt for local saunas and found listing for sauna 357 nearby as I got hotel on same street. I recalled the last time I visited there many years back. Four levels with stairs connecting to each, first floor shower and lockers, next floor sucktorium, next up up was dark rooms/sling/cubicles and round fuck bench, and last floor was bar and chill out area. i remember it was on late Wednesday night and there was no one there and the flights of stairs were exhausting to climb. tonight however the squirt postings indicate that there was planned a bears party. this was right up my alley. I quickly got on the HCB events page, secured a ticket and checked that I had enough time to clean out. I arrived at 357 and was met by three bears who were checking tickets. I grabbed my towel and key, got undressed, grabbed my amyl and cockring and headed to the shower area. Fuck! The shower and spa was crowded with chunky, solid and hairy bears. I knew I would be happy to fuck any one of these guys. I walked up to the third floor as I was not interested in the oral zone. I way more bottom than anal. I was met at the floor with bears and daddies sitting on bench nears stairs chatting and laughing with each other. fuck, I thought, this place is packed with bears tonight. I wanna get some cocks and loads in my hole tonight! the sling room was empty, the next room was also empty. there was a dj playing music with bears circling around him i finally got to the fuck bench dark room! in the darkness there were masses of bodies along the walls groping and sucking noises. The fuckbench was heaving with tops fucking community bottoms. The room stunk of sex, sweat and amyl. I quickly got on the fuckbench positioned in the main foot traffic area. I was between two bottoms who were moaning loudly as they got fucked. Soon I felt fingers at my hole, next followed by a top pulling out of the fellow bottom and positioned himself between my legs. He spread my arse cheeks and rubbed my body. Suddenly he shoved his mouth and tongue into my hole and started licking a sucking. Fuck! I never get this in Perth! after a time he got up and slowly pushed his hard cock in my hole, felt like eight inches and good size to first open and stretch. He alternated between fucking and rimming as I breathed in my amyl. he pulled out after a while. I decided to move to the opposite side of the fuck bench as being nearest to the entrance guys would walk past. In the corner I could make out guys along the walls stroking and watching. Moving my arse in front of these guys resulted in fingers and hands rubbing open my arse cheeks and hole. Soon I felt a cock entering me with another guy moving in front of my with his cock to suck on. wow, I thought, not even five minutes in this place and I’ve been rimmed, fucked and now spit roasted. these feeling of both cocks pounding my, the amyl I was breathing along with the smells and sounds of pig sex orgy - I was in pig heaven! after some time taking and few cocks and possibly some loads I got myself up to stretch and check out what was happening elsewhere. in the darkroom around the corner hung a community sling. The undeniable sounds of rattling chains meant a community bottom was taking cock. I watched and admired the piggy bottom taking what appears to be a hung, hard as rock cock from a tall, muscled, older guys. The sling under his arse was saturated and he guys was were going hard at it. fuck, I gonna jump in that sling and give this a try. I left the sling and move to explore the next few corridors i later found the sling bottom on his belly in one of the cubicles with the same top entering his hole, door open and clearly open for all donations. my kind of pig this guy is. I got a drink from the fountain, explored some more rooms and eventually went back to the fuckbench. After a few more fucks - I lost count of how many cocks- I went to the sling area again. the sling was now emptied. I got in. No takers and many guys slowly walked past, a few guys stopped to feel my nipples and cock. I sucked a thick cock that was presented to me, tall guy and way out of my league. A hairy olive skinned daddy stood between my legs and slowly pushed in. This felt great. He continued to fuck my hole. He then stopped, pulled out, leaned over me and asked me to join him move to a room. Fuck yeah. I jumped out and followed him to a cubicle. He stood bit shorter than me, daddy Mediterranean look, trimmed goatee and furry chest belly and shoulders, thick cock with thick foreskin. As soon as we entered we both kissed, tongues moving and sucking his lips, bear hugged and squeezing his trimmed furry belly. He grabbed my arse cheeks, fingering my hole. fuck, you so beautiful. I want to cum in you. He said. he did not has to ask me twice. a got on the bed in doggie position. He move to spread open my arse cheeks to inspect my hole. fuck this is beautiful. I got a big load for you. He said. he climbed up, pushed in his cock and slowly fucked me. I knew he would not last long. He moved himself so now positioned in jockey riding my hole legs wide apart. He quickened his fucking, sped up and than unloaded inside me. I could feel his cock swell and spasm with each load. It’s been a while since I felt anything like this. we kissed and cuddled for a while, he said if I am around later he can give me another load. I agreed to make myself available if this happened later that night. He was a spunky guy for sure. I enjoyed that next few hours moving between the fuck bench and the sling. I young guy fucked my in the sling and his cock felt great. later during the night I explored the other sling room. In the red coloured room next door a hot young bloke was sitting and stroking his hard cock. wow I can’t waste a cock like that. See if he can take up my offer. I entered the red room, threw my towel on the fuckbench and got up pushing my hole out for inspection. I inhaled my amyl as I waited. the guy got up, pumped a handful of lube and moved behind me. I remembered I had taken a load already and possibly some more loads during the night. This guy could now see the result of those guys fucking and cumming in my hole. he started fingering my hole, spread my arse cheeks and rimmed and sucked in my hole. this felt fantastic. hardly anything like this never happens to me in Perth. The amount of guys who rim, suck and felch my hole so far I already more that what I get in Perth. his cock was thick and hard as he started fucking me on the fuckbench. I didn’t notice at first but we started to get a crowd. What was great about fucking in this room was that I could now clearly see the guys faces as the room was lit up. These guys bears daddies and chubs slowly entered the room and watched and stroking themselves. Some guys dropped to their knees sucking cocks. we continued to fuck as he moved between fucking my hole and shoving his mouth in my hole sucking and licking. This felt great. A guys climbed up if the bench moving himself in front lying back and stroking so I can get his cock in my mouth to suck. I enjoyed sucking his juicy cock and he started to cum. I sucked and swallowed what I could. I didn’t notice him at first but now I was joined on the fuckbench with another community bottom. He was young, good looking with tanned skin and round firm arse cheeks. The top started to move between us and fucking us both. I was enjoying the sensation of watching the fellow bottom taking cock with me as I inhaled more amyl and watching the crowd of bears as we put on a show. it appears that a few more tops gathered behind me and fucked my hole. I did not look back but could tell from the different sensations of stretching, fucking, how they grabbed my hips and shoulders, how they slapped my arse and fingered me. One top was well hung and clearly enjoyed fucking me deep in my hole. I made sure to push out and open my hole to accommodate his thickness and length. In return he rocked his hips slowly digging past my second ring and whispered dirty talk in my ears telling me he is ready to cum in my hole. Eventually another community bottom joined the fuck bench between us. Huge bear with thicker thick and round arse. I think I saw this guy earlier in the room with the hung top. Tops moved between us and I was enjoying everything. I finished the night with a few cokes upstairs to relax as guys started to trickle out. I felt like a sex pig and my hole felt stretched, used and fantastic. i unwound in the shower and spa eventually heading back to my hotel room to sleep as working the next day. not bad for Thursday night in Sydney. I couldn’t join other bear events that week as working but gave thanks to the guys for great time posting this in squirt. I look forward to next time that I am in Sydney and any HCB events.

Man , some of you guys have me in awe at how you didn't hurl lunch with the homeless guys. Back in the stone age when I was getting my EMT certification, I had to do 16 hours in an ER working with the doctors and nurses. My first 8 hour stint began with a homeless guy who was drunk and had passed out on the street. I helped transition him from the stretcher to the ER gurney, and just that "aroma" had my gut bubbling. About 5 minutes later he was hollering for the nurse, so one of them had me follow and we went to see what his problem was. Duh! He was a drunk, had been drinking cheap beer all day, and the rental was about up on some of it. She went over to a sink area and produced a stainless steel urinal, came back and handed it to me and told me to help him with it, and she stepped away. Now , the guy had 2 or 3 pairs of stinking pants on and each layer had to be released and peeled back. When his cock was finally exposed, besides being pretty shriveled and unimpressive, it was uncut. He couldn't see to put the urinal in the right position, so I ended up right above the damned thing using the lip of the urinal to sort of get , flip the head in line to piss down into the container. About then he skinned it back- and the stench was probably the worst odor you ould imagine. Not only was there smegma all curdled up under there, there was enough stale piss and other things of the street wafting up and filling the space. I managed to get the task done, but then had to take the urinal to the slop sink and pour it down, then put the mouth of the urinal over a sprayer that rinsed it out and made it "ready " for the next patient ( this was the early 70's, so the concept of single use was not prevalent ) About a year later, my car got the interior soaked when a thunderstorm blew thru, and of course the windows were all down. About a week of keeping the windows down and parking in the sun as much as possible, and the car seemed dry. But with a funky odor. As I pulled the floor mats out it got stronger, and as I lifted the floor covering, the wool batting/padding was a fermented , stinking mess. And the smell triggered my memory- that smell of rotting fermented wool padding was the same retching smell of that homeless guys cock. Oh, if only FeBreeze had been invented back then lol

The way I see it, sex is completely natural, no matter how it happens to take place. More, sex with an audience makes fucking al the more interesting and exciting. I'm not necessarily talking about lovers making love together, since that implies a deeper connection than merely the sexual, that the lovers may or may not choose to put on display. I'm merely alluding to group sex, where it's all about the thrill of having sex with any number of other guys - every guy fucking every other guy - just for the pure pleasure of it. It follows, then, that group sex is a pleasurable, joy-inducing, Lust-satisfying pursuit that's akin to kids sharing their toys with every other kid, and everyone has a great time of it. A roomful of rutting men is nothing more, nothing less than the pure joy of "playing" with our brothers, celebrating our sexual selves, with each guy giving what he can to the others, and taking from the others what he so deeply needs.

I’ve been taken out in the open with an audience many times, including my personal-best gangbang, which took place bent over a picnic table in the woods. There’s no better place for it than a gay campground, of which there are several scattered around the U.S. The one I know well is Camp Buckwood south of Indianapolis. I’ll never forget one particular long, rough breeding I took with an audience of about a dozen men just after sunset - there had been a party where they handed out those fluorescent ring necklaces, and all the guys wearing them took them off and gathered them together to set in a pile on the table near my head so they could watch my facial expressions while I took cock.

No. l am a gay man and a total top. I USE faggots, I degrade faggots, l rough faggots up, pass faggots around, whore faggots out and use them as fucktoys, cumdumps, toilets and breeding bitches. l treat faggots like cheap, worthless trash and they thank me for the privilege. l’m not a faggot myself, but l love true faggots who know their place and crave being put in it. Keep up the good work in serving your superiors faggots of the world. And we men will continue to throatfuck you, assfuck you, fistfuck you, dildo fuck you, piss on you, spit in your face, degrade you, use you for a human fleshlight and a cumdumpster, whore you out, pass you around and tell you what dirty slutty faggots you are.

When you spread your legs for a man, you are asking to be bred, that is nature

Totally agree. It's so much more real, especially if the camera is placed in one position rather than being held by a third person.

If you think this story is finished then it is but don't discount spin offs, let us know where ther characters end up in New stories. Take them further down the rabbit hole

I fucking love cheating. Huge turn on. I’ve posted here before about some of my fun times. Today I cheated on my husband again. But we’ve since found a fuck bud who we are exclusive with. And it’s on all ends. But I’ve cheated on both of them. Today I stopped off at a hotel after work. Walked into some bi married man’s room and found him naked in bed, rock hard. Of course, the slut I am, I strip down immediately and go to town sucking his dick. His precum tastes delicious and I can still taste his wife’s pussy on his dick from fucking him earlier. Never did that before but it was hot af and made me even hornier. I sucked him to completion and swallowed his kid. We made out with his cum and I jerked off on his face, mixing our warm cum together. I also cheated last week. A hot, hairy, married gay bear was home alone. I walked in and he was naked. I immediately stripped and started sucking his dick. After he got hard, he walked me to his sex room and put me in a swing. His raw cock entered my hole as I sniffed some poppers. I’m tight. My husband has a small dick so I always look for more. And my new fuck bud hadn’t fucked me yet. So I was definitely needing to be opened up. But this guy fed me poppers and shoved his raw dick in. He told me to piss as he fucked me and I was so goddamn turned on. He fucked me for a good 20 minutes in the swing, taking his cock out to add to my piss. We scooped some up and made out with it. He entered me one last time, thrusting as hard as he could. Finally, we were both close. He pounded me as he’d as he could and bred me deep as I shot my load. I came all over myself and scooped it up so we could makeout. Hot as fuck, and made it even hornier because I was cheating on two men at once. if you’re in central florida, hit me up. I’m down to trade pics and loads. I need as many buds as I can get.

I was at the gym earlier than usual and sadly no action, so I was on an app and got hit up by one half of a couple who was looking. The one chatting with me was good looking, both in their late 20s both bareback tops, the one chatting with me had dark hair, smooth dad bod with a thick cock about 7". His BF was a redhead with a massively thick uncut cock and VERY good looking. I chuckled as the one I was chatting with, Rob, wanted me to send a dick pic, so I did, teasing him that maybe he wasn't all top. He admitted after seeing my cock he was interested but that I couldn't fuck him in front of his BF. He suggested he should come pick me up so he'd have an excuse to drop me back at my place and could fuck me then if the vibe felt right. I said I was down for that, explained I was at the gym and would shower quick and that he should meet me here. And naturally, once I make those plans, I get hit on in the locker room by a hot hung Latino guy who I've played with before. It killed me having to turn him down for a guy who might flake on me, but I didn't want to have another load already in my ass and wanted to save my seed for Rob's ass. I dressed and waited in the parking lot hoping that Rob wasn't going to be a no-show, but he soon pulled up. I got in his car, and he explained that when he and his BF, Ethan, play they only top the guys they pick up. He bottoms for Ethan and Ethan is cool with him hooking up with other guys to top as Ethan doesn't bottom. He admitted he bottoms for other guys too and Ethan doesn't know, which is why he wanted to pick me up. As he's driving, he made me pull my cock out so he could stroke it and he was telling me how bad he wanted to take my cock and have me breed him, which had me precumming like crazy. As we pulled into his apartment complex, he told me to zip up and so I did, hoping my boner would go down. As we went into the apartment Ethan came out of their home office and was already stripped down to his underpants and I was soon hard again as he had an amazing body and was even hotter in person than his photos. He had a New York accent and a cocky demeanor that also made me hard, the kind of guy who knows what he wants and how to get it. "Rob knows how to pick 'em" he remarked, smirking at me and checking me out. "Let's get you naked" he added, and I pulled off my t-shirt as he undid my shorts and dropped to his knees to start sucking my cock. He was loving all my precum and saying how good I tasted as Rob stripped naked and started grinding his hard cock against my ass, spitting on his cock, and then slowly popping his head inside me, followed by more and more of his cock. We're at it for a while and I have to ask Ethan to back off a couple times as I'm close to orgasming and Rob isn't close. I suggest we move to the bedroom so I can suck Ethan's cock while he sucks mine and Rob can fuck me and we move into the bedroom to do just that. I'm deep throating Ethan's massive cock and loving the taste of his precum and Rob is absolutely going to town on my ass so hard at times I'm gasping and can barely suck Ethan's cock. I can hear Ethan ask if I'm close to cumming and I say I am and can feel him eagerly deep throating my cock. I feel Rob shudder and unload inside me I let loose too with a loud groan and can hear Ethan gagging and struggling to swallow my load. I can feel Rob slide out of my ass and can hear him laughing and saying "dude, you covered his face." Ethan rolled on his back and indeed, his face, hair, and neck are covered in my cum. Rob moves down to wipe some off and eats it and Ethan moves up to my face and starts wiping some off and putting it in my mouth. We all start eagerly eating my cum and snowballing it between each other. Ethan asks if I always cum that big, and I tell him when I'm worked up I do. We were all in kissing each other now and Ethan told me it was his turn and threw my legs over his shoulders and slowly eased his cock in my ass. Even though Rob had bred me Ethan's cock was so much thicker it was truly stretching my ass out as he entered. I was moaning like crazy, telling him how good his cock felt and how bad I wanted his load. Ethan said he bet I liked getting tag teamed and I said I did and he amped up the talk, saying he bet I liked to get fucked a lot and I said I did. He said I probably loved getting bred raw and that he loved fucking sluts like me. I leaned into it and said that I was a slut and lived for getting bred raw, which is hardly a lie. He asked when I last got bred and said it was last night. He asked if I knew the guy or if it was anon. I told the truth and said it was anon and let the guy breed me raw. I also admitted I passed up getting bred at the gym so I could take their loads and Ethan said I should have taken his load and shown up with a load in my ass. The dirty talk was clearly what he enjoyed and soon he blasted a massive shuddering load inside me and didn't even stop stroking, telling me there was more for me. I told him how hot if felt when he came in me and not to pull out, to use my hole. He smirked and said he liked that but wanted to fuck Rob while Rob fucked another load in me and that he wouldn't cum in Rob but would pull out to cum in me. Ethan slid out and Rob flipped me face down, bent over the mattress and slid back in me and then Ethan slid inside Rob's ass. I could hear Rob groan as Ethan entered him and soon, we built up a rhythm. I wished I could see Rob's face as he took Ethan's cock and was really turned on that the hot little stud not only took Ethan's cock raw but wanted me to breed him raw too. My cock was throbbing again now, and I desperately wanted to breed Rob's hole, only now it was time for him to do that to me, and I could feel him blast another load deep in my guts with a satisfied groan. Ethan backed down on his fucking of Rob and slid out of him so Rob could slide out of me. Rob moved aside and I could feel Ethan's massively thick cock enter me hard and felt him pull my head back by my hair, telling me he was going to pound my slutty ass. He was calling me a dirty whore, a cum dump, a slut, ever dirty name and he pounded my ass unbelievably hard. I could barely say anything he was pounding me so hard it was taking my breath away. Rob was watching with a huge smile egging him on and calling me a dirty slut as well, saying I probably got gang fucked all the time, and loved having my ass used and bred. All I could keep thinking was "yeah bitch, laugh it up, you're taking my dirty seed before long". Ethan gave a satisfied groan, and I could feel him going off inside my ass again, feeling both their cum slowly leaking and dribbling down my leg and balls as he pulled out. Ethan said I should scoot up on the mattress and suck him clean and I did as told as he stuffed his thick cock back in my mouth. I could hear Ethan say he was going to check his work computer and saw him exit the room. As he did, I could feel Ethan reach back and start stroking my cock and could see him smiling down at me. I was wondering what he was up to and maybe if he was signaling he wasn't all top. He shifted his hips back towards my cock, his dick popping out of my mouth, and I could feel him guide his cock head to his hole. He rubbed my precum on his hole and could feel my head enter his ass and see a satisfied grin break out on his face. "I'd love to feel that load in my ass instead of my throat" he whispered, and he forced more of my cock in his ass. He was playing with fire as it wouldn't take much for me to cum and he started riding my dick like he wanted it. I warned him I was close, and he smiled at me and told me to cum. I was so worked up by this stud riding my cock that I blasted my load inside him. He gave me a satisfied smile and slowly slid off my cock whispering that he wanted to get my number and wanted to hook up with just me. He whispered that he messed around with other guys, but Rob had no idea. He grabbed his phone off the nightstand and quickly entered my number and texted me his. Setting his phone back down he said he definitely wanted to play again, whether it was the three of us or just us two. I said that either way was cool, and he apologized for the dirty talk, saying he gets carried away. I said it was cool and he added he wished he could fuck around like I do and that he used to fuck around a lot before he and Rob started dating. Almost on cue Rob came back in and alerted Ethan he had some emails and some IMs. Ethan gave me a deep kiss and told me how hot I was and that he'd had a lot of fun and that we should do it again and then went off to the office. Rob was smiling a shit eating grin at me saying he should drive me back home as he started stroking me hard, leaning in to whisper how bad he wanted me to fuck him. We went into the living room to dress and Rob called out to Ethan saying he was going to take me back to my place and to text him if anything came through on his computer and we headed out. On the way down to the car about all Rob could talk about what how much I came and how hot it was that I covered Ethan's face. I laughed and admitted he'd done that to me, getting me all worked up. Rob was also curious about the dirty talk and if I really was as big a slut or not. We talked about it on the drive back to the gym and I admitted that yeah, I do fuck around a lot but that I'm single so why not. He listened and admitted he hadn't been a big slut before he and Ethan started dating but once they started picking up guys, they decided they should go on prep just to be safe, and that he was relieved when they did as he wanted to bottom more. Now that he was on prep he could bottom as much as he wanted and fuck around as much as he liked. He admitted he sometimes felt guilty about cheating on Ethan and letting other guys bareback him, but that going on prep was like a license to cheat. I asked him if Ethan fucked around too and he said Ethan didn't, but picking up guys was Ethan's idea as he fucked around a lot before they started dating and that Ethan would gladly put his cock in any guy he thought was hot. Rob let on that he lines up the guys and they typically get at least one guy a day and sometimes more than one. He admitted he came up with the idea of picking the guy up so that the guy could breed him when he dropped him off fairly early on. He admitted he'd started hooking up with guys at the gym and saying he had to go into the office when really, he was going to hook up with a guy and that some days when he said he was going into the office he'd hook up with two or three guys during the course of the day. Rob clearly was as big a slut as I am and as we neared the gym he pulled into the parking garage of an empty office building nearby. I had to laugh as I use the same garage for car play when I have a hookup and neither of us can host. Rob left the engine running and we both got in the back seat and started stripping down. Rob laid down on his back and I quickly had Rob's legs over my shoulders as I slowly entered his cummy ass. He was begging for me to blast a big load in his ass and was quickly telling me how big my cock was, how good it felt, and how turned on he was by the big load I shot on Ethan. I told Rob I owned his ass, and he was my bitch to breed and use. He was moaning out yesses and telling me how bad he wanted my load and soon enough I blasted a big one in him that him yelling out yesses, begging me not to pull out, and saying how good it felt. "Fuck, how do you NOT have a boyfiend?" he asked, his face lit up. I wasn't even about to pull out or stop stroking and told him I like to fuck around too much to date one guy, adding "kind of like you". He smiled up at me as I said that and was drilling his ass raw and let that sink in with him. He's one to talk, has a hot BF and yet he's letting all sorts of random guys drill him raw. He admitted he wanted to be with a guy that liked to see him get drilled raw by other guys and wouldn't get jealous, which majorly turned me on. I told him I'd be more than happy to line up guys to breed him raw and watch them drill him, that I wanted to see him get gang fucked anon taking load after load. I was now really drilling him hard, and he was panting and moaning, barely able to speak, other than strained "yeah's". I asked him if he wanted to get fucked like that and he muttered "yeah, more than you know." I was so worked up by the idea of him getting bred that way that I worked up to another orgasm, probably less intense than he wanted. He asked me if I came and I said that yeah, I did, and leaned into kiss him, which soon became deeper and more intense than I expected. Clearly, he vibed with me in a way I hadn't expected and more intensely than I usually want, but I gave in. He's a hot guy and we both gave each other what we were desperately craving. "I needed that so bad" he confessed "you have no idea." I told him I had a sense and that I'd been there too. I told him we could fuck any time he wanted and that I was cool for whatever he needed or wanted. He pulled me close for a tight hug while kissing me deeply and held me close for a long time. Then he released me and said he needed to get going so Ethan wouldn't be suspicious. We both put our clothes back on and it struck how ingenious Rob's plan was. He doesn't have to shower as Ethan had already fucked him. He'd never suspect I loaded Rob as well. As for me, I wanted both their loads to stay in me, so I wasn't about to shower again. He drove me back to my truck and again said how hot a fuck I was and that we should play again, either the two of us or with Ethan. As I got in my truck, I checked my phone and saw I got messaged by Ethan, thanking me for a good time and saying he was serious he wanted me to fuck him, including an ass and hole pic. I responded saying I was down for any time and just let me know and had to chuckle at both of them being so silly about being "tops" when both clearly wanted to bottom but were too scared of admitting it to each other. It would be hot to drill Ethan or Rob while the other watched it going down. Clearly both were getting drilled anon and by guys they knew, yet they don't want to give up the pretense. It doesn't bother me, I get the pleasure either way!

**hey guys thanks for all your comments. glad you're liking it so far. drew is just getting started on justin's seduction.** Part 4 Drew had grabbed my hand and led me from the couch to his bedroom. He had me take a couple more hits of the fuck smoke as he sucked on my neck and nibbled my earlobe. My dick had never been so hard and needing to nut! “That's it, daddy,” he whispered in my ear as I exhaled my second hit. “Take that smoke in and let it help you let go and give in. It always makes me so damn horny. Is it making you horny too, daddy?” I moaned lustfully as I ran my hands down his toned naked sweaty back. “Hell yeah it is! Making me hornier than I've ever been.” Drew ran his tongue lightly over my lips and pulled his face back looking into my eyes. “Horny enough to want to fuck me, Justin? Horny enough to slide your hard cheating married cock into my boyhole and fuck me til you cum?” “Yes! Oh yes please!” I begged, having silenced the voices in my mind telling me earlier I couldn't do this. At this moment all I wanted was to give this hot young seductive stud what he wanted from me – my hard cock and cum. Drew had grinned with a look of hunger in his eyes and pushed me back onto his bed so I was flat on my back with my rigid throbbing boner swaying in the air. He got on the bed and straddled my waist lighting the pipe once again. Taking a huge hit he leaned forward and pressed his lips to mine, using his tongue to coax my lips to open, and then blew the smoke into my mouth. Surprised by this I instinctively inhaled drawing more of the white smoke into my brain and blood. Suddenly we were making out, our tongues exploring each other's mouth, moaning into each other. As we continued deep kissing I was only slightly aware of Drew's hand reaching behind him and taking hold of my cock. He stroked it slowly up and down a few times before breaking our kiss. He rose up just barely from my hips and moved barely backward and I felt my dripping cockhead touch the heat of his eager hole. “Fuck me daddy! Fuck your hard raw cock inside me and fuck the hell out of your boy's ass! Please fuck me!!” Saying that he pushed back and down and I felt a warmth and wetness I'd never known envelope my cockhead and a couple inches of the shaft. We both moaned loudly as I moved deeper inside his body, his ass almost pulling me in. “Oh fuck!” I cried out. “Oh my gawd your ass feels so good, so wet!” Drew ran his hands across my sweating chest as we both felt my balls rest against his ass cheeks. “And your dick feels fucking amazing daddy! So hard and thick. Filling me up.” He rubbed my stiff pointed nips and I arched my back in response nudging my cockhead further into his chute. “Oh yeah! Give it all to me daddy! You like my ass around your cock, Justin? Is it better than fucking pussy?” “So much better baby! So tight and sweet. I can't believe how great your ass feels!” Drew leaned down and gave me a brief kiss then raised back up running his hands over his smooth body looking intently at me. “Then let's fuck daddy!” he growled as he raised up off my cock until just the head rested inside, then slammed down on the full length of my shaft. And with that Drew began fucking himself on my cock, eventually rolling onto his back so I could slam deep and hard into his hole. Over the next hour-plus he showed me sexual pleasures I could not have imagined before meeting him. As I told him I was about to cum inside him for the 3rd time he wrapped his arms and legs tighter around me and answered, “Hell yes daddy! Give me another hot thick load of your married cum! You want to breed me again with your cheating horny cock don't you daddy? Tell me how hot it is giving your cock and cum to someone besides your wife!” I pounded harder into him, my rhythm all but disappearing. “Yes, yes it is fucking hot and so damn good boy! Here it cums baby! Take my married cum again in your guts where it belongs!” I thrust forward one more time and unloaded another load in this jock's hole, a load that felt as big as the first one I gave him. Spent and covered in sweat I pulled out of him and lay there for a few minutes. Rousing myself I started getting dressed telling Drew I had to get home. I had been gone way longer than usual and my wife was going to be worried..or pissed. As he walked me to his front door Drew kissed me softly on the lips and softly said, “I hope she won't be mad at you Justin. But even if she is, it was worth it wasn't it?” I nodded and said “Yes” as I heard the door close behind me and I got my bike and headed home. (more soon)

Part 17 I found myself back in the hallway, a bit blinded by the harsh lighting after spending so much time in complete darkness. I was also feeling dizzy from all the poppers, the sweat scent, and the heat in the room. I realized I was drenched in sweat myself and the air conditioning in the hall was blowing right on me, making me shiver. The cold air woke me up abruptly, and snapped me back into reality. I was standing in the middle of the hall, with just my shorts and socks on, shirtless with my t-shirt loosely tucked in my back pocket and my shoes thrown behind me. I needed to get back to my room quickly. What if someone I knew saw me? What time was it? I had no idea how long it had lasted. I slipped my t-shirt on, picked up my shoes, and made my way to the stairwell and down to my room. I checked my phone, it was 1:30AM. I had been gone for about an hour. At that point, I was just too tired to jerk off or even shower and I just collapsed onto my bed, 2 poz loads in my ass. I woke up around 7AM the next morning. The smell of cum and sweat coming from me was very strong and the scent coming from my pits got me horny again. I remembered that I hadn’t shot my load the day before and started jerking my cock. I had never been this horny, but I was also thinking that I should save it. I edged myself a few times before I jumped into the shower, in order to prepare for my day, but also hopefully cool down a bit. At breakfast, my colleagues were already deep in a work discussion. I tried getting into it but my mind was just not fully there. One of them noticed -“You look a bit tired this morning.” -“Yeah, I didn’t really have a good night of sleep.” I answered, kind of absentmindedly. Some food and coffee got me back into shape and the day went by fine. From time to time though, I was thinking about what had happened the night before. Upon returning to my hotel at the end of the conference’s second day, I was back into panic mode. I was beating myself up for being such a airhead and forgetting my PrEp back home. I was mad at myself for not even being strong minded enough to stick to my resolution of making wiser decisions. Getting back to my room, I spent an hour googling for clinics that could offer post exposure treatments. There was nothing in a reasonable radius from my hotel and I would have had to skip the conference the next day in order to get a taxi and get myself there. Plus I didn’t have insurance in this country, so adding everything up, it would have cost me a small fortune. As the available options looked fewer and fewer, my mind started to cool down and reason. I had spent the entire night with those loads inside me. It was probably too late anyway. And I had gotten through unscathed the first time in Paris. Maybe I would get lucky again. I also looked back at all those years I had played bareback without getting anything, and this thought put my mind to rest somehow. I had a great night of sleep that night, even waking up early to hit the gym and go for a run before the conference. The last three days of the week went well, I was focused on my work, socialized with other people at the conference, and even if the fear was still in the back of my mind, its grip was slowly fading as the days passed. Friday came, and a text message arrived. -“Hey boy! Be ready to leave at 8pm tomorrow! Pack some clothes, you won’t come back until Sunday morning most likely!” I hadn’t heard from him since Monday. -“I had an idea too!” he added, with a little demon emoji. My cock throbbed immediately. My weekend seemed to be all lined up by him, and I thought that Friday evening would be my only opportunity to explore by myself some local bathhouses. After dinner, I ditched my colleagues again and got ready. I put my jockstraps on, slid some poppers into my pocket and ordered an Uber. A short fifteen-minute drive and I found myself in a parking lot in front of what looked like a warehouse. The area was a mix of small commercial and residential suburban lots, and I couldn’t see where the entrance was at first. I then noticed a small group of guys making their way around the building and I followed them to a double metal door dimly lit with a little light fixture placed above it. A sign was posted on one of the panels with the name of the bathhouse and some rules. I paid the cover for a room, picked up the key and made my way up some stairs to my room. I stripped down to my jocks, put my stuff into the small locker by the bed, and lied down on the mattress. It was still quite early, and I thought I would just get myself a bit more into the mood by watching some porn on my phone, jerk off a bit while sniffing some poppers with my door slightly open.

Hello, Here is a small report of my 54 loads cumdump travel to the US. The first step was in Fort Lauderdale. Completely blindfolded. I haven't seen any of those guys. I began on a thursday around 4pm and stopped at 9pm and got 16 loads. I just advertised this party on a well-known bb website. And it seems the first guy was really motivated. He entered the room at 4.10pm and lost no time getting naked and breeding me 3 times before leaving. The second guy arrived while the first guy was still busy. And what a cock. Damned this man was really hung (probably 8.5"). What a wonderful begin. The next guys arrived regularly, approx every 20 min. One man stayed longer, licking my hole, but seemed not to breed me, hanging around watching. I have to say he bothered some of the guys, some left. So I asked him to leave. Sadly the 8th guy arrived around 8pm and had a really big PA, fucking with no real care... maybe is it my first PA or his way to do it, or maybe am I too sensitive to PA's but I had a lot of pain. He shot his load in me, but the damage was done. I still received 8 guys between 8pm and 9pm, but pain constantly increasing, I had to stop at 9pm with 16 loads. I will give you the second report asap.

Pretty much all of my sex the first half of my life was 'public.' Receiving cock under bathroom stall walls, in a stall together, through a GH, or in a cruising park out in the open. i'm not particularly exhibitionist, and i don't know too many guys who don't enjoy watching. Where that alters is if i am with an exhibitionist Top. If He gets off on Topping me in front of others, that evokes a sub part of my nature that gets fed and loves Him all the more for it. i think for me, is the unabashed display of dominance/submission and the affirmation of both of our desires and needs. For me, that "Topping" extends to WS and other things as well. A Man breeding or pissing on me in front of others is simultaneously vulnerable, yet an extreme example of want, and the vulnerability feels safe in that mutual exercise of want and need.

Chapter 2 The guy sat down next to the Kid. Even though he was off to the side he could see the cock that just split his ass. Even soft it looked Big and thick, it had an impressively big PA in the end of it, bigger that be thought. The Guy pulled out a glass pipe and started to heat it up. He could clearly see the white smoke in the bowel. the Guy looked over at the Kid and Smiled. The Kid had forgotten about the other guys until he felt a finger exploring his hole. Another guy stared fondling the Kid’s cock. He thought it had been a long time snice his cock was this sensitive. It was hard and leaking and the guy hadn’t stared pumping it yet. He looked over at the guy with the glass pipe and the guy said “ Yeah, I have been smoking this all day, and it is some strong shit “. The guy went on to say “ That load of cum and piss I gave you should have you feeling really good by now “. It was true, his ass was in heat and really needed it again, he hadn’t felt this for a while and this was exactly what he needed. The guy said he wished he could get to the Kids mouth, he needed to piss again “. The guy fingering him had gotten three really big fingers in his ass and was pounding on his prostate. The guy playing with his cock said “ I wish we had a really big and sharp shard to work in his hole, get this youngster spun and get this hole ready for any gifts he might get “. The one guy playing with the Kid’s cock said that the Kid had a nice hard cock and it was leaking precum. The one guy that first fucked him said some guys can keep their hard-ons even with Tina, not many but a few do. The Kid was really feeling the Chem piss working on him and said “ I need fucked, please wreck my ass “. The guy pulled his fingers out of the hole and put his cock Up to his hole and pushed in. he wasn’t as long as the other guy but was thicker. He stretched the Kid’s hole open and when he was ready shoved his cock to the hilt. The Kid squeaked when he was fully impaled with that cock and said “ Oh yes. I really need my ass abused “. The guy that was playing with the Kid’s cock reached around and slid a finder in the Kids hole along with the fat cock that was stuffing his hole. The Kid said “ that is really stretching me. Feels good “. Between the chem piss and the assault his ass was getting, the Kid was having problems forming cohesive sentences. The Kid was sweating and really loving the action. The guy slid two more fingers up the Kids poor stretched ass. The Kid yelped and said “ Ouch ! That Hurts “. The guy sitting next to him with the glass pipe said “ You asked for it you little fag, now take it, and shut the fuck up“. He took the pipe and put it in the Kids mouth. The Kid knew what to do with it at this point and stared inhaling the white clouds of smoke into his lungs. The First one wasn’t very big, and the guy got annoyed at him and told him to take another hit and make it a big one and hold it. The Kid knew by his tone that he better not get him any more annoyed at him so he took a big hit and held it as long as he thought he could. When he let it out his head was spinning and his has was again the center of his universe. The fingers that were in his ass were dancing in his with that cock and everything felt natural. The guy with the Pipe said that he wish he still had the bag he started with, It had a really big and nasty shard that I would have loved to seen what the Kid would be like when he got spun out of his mind. He put that pipe back at the Kid’s mouth and said “ I think you’re going to need another hit of this, make it even bigger”. The Kid wanted another hit but he didn’t think he cold do more than the last time. The Kid inhaled slower this time and forced his lungs to expand to take more. The Guy pulled the Pipe away from the Kid and set it down. The Kid started to exhale and the Guy put his hand over the Kid’s mouth and nose. The stopped the Kid form getting the white metal tasting smoke out of his lungs. He felt the finger being pulled from his ass and an arm holding his body down. The Kid stared to struggle but in that position, he couldn’t do much plus the cock that was in his ass felt great. He didn’t want to lose the intrusion up his butt but at the same time he needed to let the Tina out of his lungs. The guy in his ass said “ Hold him down boys, this Kid’s ass it trying to bite my cock off at the root. It feels great “. The guy holding his mouth closed finally pulled his hand off the Kid’s mouth. The Kid started coughing and was trying to get fresh air into his lungs. At the same time he felt the guy in his ass pull back a little and ram his cock up the Kid’s fuck chute as far as he could get, he wiggled to make sure the root had plugged the spasming hole wrapped around his cock. He let loose with a torrent of cum into the Kid’s ass

Hugely into this, porn where dudes talk about bareback always makes me cum. Love seeing a guy balls deep raw in another and hear em both talk about how good going bare is, especially if it's condom to bareback

It was a very simple one really, at a sauna in Luton, I was blowing a guy, another guy watching, the first guy suddenly grabbed my head forced me all the way down on his cock, I was gagging, tears streaming down my face, he shot his load and as he pulled out he said, "damn, you are good at your job"

Began PerEP in April 2014, not long after it was approved by the U.S. FDA/CDC...to me, Raw is Law! I average just under 400 loads a year (except for 2020...damn Covid)!! Luv bath houses, sex clubs and bb fuck parties...I've had gono (twice), Syph (hate that shit), and Giardia (luv eating those hot/sexy holes just after the whore has been bred)...and still Neg! Did have a "scare" a couple of years back however...began to experience fuck flu symptoms (including severe night sweats)...found out one of my pig boy sex partner's HIV meds had failed and he was toxic...oh fuck! Began to consider where I wanted to have a bio-hazzard placed. Turned out to be a false alarm.

Thanks for all the kind comments! I'm guessing something like one or two more chapters after this. Part 19 Casey looked around and noticed that Tyler wasn't following them into Hunter's bedroom. At least not yet. He didnt know any of these guys before meeting them today. That made him nervous not knowing what they were into and expecting of him. He was high and not thinking straight so at the same time that he was feeling as horny as he had ever been, he knew that he was also as vulnerable. Where was that pipe? That seemed to help. As if he had read Caseys mind, Ryan placed the pipe up to Caseys mouth and lit it with the torch. "You feeling ok?" Casey nodded as he took a hit. Ryan kept the pipe at his mouth longer than it had been before and this was a big hit with a huge resulting cloud. "You have a pipe for each room?" Casey asked. Hunter laughed. "I still need one for the bathroom but I like to have fun." Casey smiled as Ryan gave him another hit. Hunter liked to see the two of them making this connection but he turned his attention to the bed where Chris was seated at its edge. Chris was torn. Despite the distance that developed between him and Tyler, Chris still cared a lot for the first guy he ever hooked up with. And in this brief moment when he was in his head, he felt like he led Tyler to something he didnt think of as a possibility. All because he had trusted Chris. Why would Chris lead Tyler to a pozzing? And earlier he saw Hunters cum leaking out of Tylers hole and now he was out in the living room with Greg. Even though he didnt really know Casey, Chris thought he could still save him. Maybe there was an excuse he could come up with that would force the three of them to leave before it was too late. But no excuse was coming. Nothing that would mean all three of them had to leave. Hunter cut off Chris' train of thought. Hunter ran his hand through the boys hair prompting Chris to look up at the naked man standing in front of him. At his eye level was Hunters tattoo. Hunter assumed the boy was looking at his hardening cock. "You want to give it a taste?" "Here take this" Ryan said. He was talking to Chris and gestured to hand him the pipe and torch. "Take a big hit first and then blow it on Hunters cock." Chris just let these men take him out of his self imposed guilt trip. He took the pipe and lit it and took a hit to forget. What was going to happen today was going to happen. Chris released any control he thought he had and worked on getting high again. Instead of blowing the hit onto Hunters cock, he blew it out and took another. Hunter was disappointed at first when he saw the cloud, but saw what was happening when Chris lit the pipe immediately after. "Nice. Get after that high boy." Chris took another big hit and then offered the pipe and torch to Hunter who took it and lit it for himself. As he took his first hit he felt Chris' warm mouth wrap around his cock and when he looked down, he saw the cloud spreading from his cock. To Hunter, there were not many sights that were hotter. He could feel his cock stiffening to its full potential in Chris' mouth. This was really only the second time Chris had a cock in his mouth. He was determined to be good at it and the focus that he gave to the task kept his mind off of the dread that hung over him that drifted further and further away with every hit and each of Hunters thrusts as he began to fuck the boys mouth. Casey and Ryan were locked in a deep kiss holding each other tight. Ryan looked over at Hunter and Chris and liked what he saw but wanted to do the reverse. He pushed Casey onto the bed and kneeled in front of him. He looked up at Casey and grabbed the boys cock. "Um I dont know what this is about but i cant seem to get hard. That never happens, I promise." Ryan smiled. "That's ok. It happens sometimes with some guys who smoke this stuff. There are other ways to give you pleasure though. Lean back." He pushed Casey down so that he was laying down on the bed with his feet still on the ground. Ryan grabbed Caseys legs and placed them onto his shoulders lifting him up a bit. Ryan started by licking Caseys balls which got an immediate response. "Oh fuck fuck" Casey lifted his head to look down at the man giving him a sensation he didnt remember feeling before. He had his balls licked before but it never felt like this. Ryan looked up to make eye contact with Casey but he didnt say anything. Instead he made his way down to the boys taint teasing it with his tongue. Casey squirmed and Ryan had to hold onto his legs to maintain control. He loved what he was doing to this boy. This was only the beginning, he thought. He pushed Caseys legs up a little higher and found the boys hole with his tongue. "Fuck!" Caseys yelp was sudden enough that even Hunter and Chris stopped what they were doing to make sure everything was ok. "Thats hot. You never get rimmed before?" Casey turned to Hunter and shook his head no. "Well you have an expert rimmer for your first time. Ryan definitely knows what hes doing." Casey was just panting, unable to put his feelings into any words beyond "Fuck." Ryan was planning to oblige. Ryan worked his tongue to penetrate Casey and the boys moans took a different tone. It was like a mix of surprise pleasure and hesitation. It made Ryan wonder. He had heard that moan before but only from a certain type. He lifted his head up and Casey immediately looked down with a look of disappointment. "You are so tight. Have you ever had anything in there?" Ryan was smiling. He hadnt expected to take a boys cherry today so this was an amazing surprise if it were true. "Nah I don't....I don't....you know..." "You wanna....try?" Ryan knew to be gentle here and not seem like he was pressuring the boy too much. Before Casey could answer, Ryan went back down and tongue fucked the tight hole. He didnt want to put any pressure on Casey but he wanted to be sure that his tongue was very convincing. He could tell that he was slowly breaking Caseys defenses. Casey was back to being incoherent just moaning at the pleasure. It would only be a matter of time Ryan thought. But when he replaced his tongue with a finger, Casey stopped and froze. He pulled his head up again. "No, wait. No, I don't think I'm ready for that." Casey was nervous. His high couldnt fog this moment for him. "Ok no totally. I'm just trying to make you feel good so if that doesnt do it, we'll stick with the tongue." He smiled and Casey responded with the same. As Casey dropped his head back down upon the bed, he made eye contact with Hunter who was still face fucking Chris. There was a look in the man's face that seemed almost conniving. Hunter kept his focus on Casey as he spoke to Ryan. "You know there is a way we can make him feel good." Casey didnt realize Hunter wasnt speaking to him. "What? Who? What are you..." Ryan looked up at Casey while responding to Hunter. "Oh? Well let's do it then. We're all here to make each other feel good." He got up from his knees and Casey propped himself up on his forearms. "What's going on?" He was confused. Chris pulled off of the cock in his mouth without prompting from Hunter. He knew what was happening. This was the last chance he had to shut this down. He could speak now or let it go. But he couldnt think of what to say. Instead he looked to his hard cock and continued stroking it slowly. His thoughts wouldnt become spoken words. He could deal with whatever guilt arose later. For now, he hoped there was a shot for him too. All this time since the last time he was in this house he could not stop thinking about the feeling of that high. Casey still didnt know what was happening even as Ryan was tying the band around his arm. It wasnt until Hunter approached with a syringe that he started to see clear what was about to happen. "Wait no wait. Whats happening?" Casey was moving to pull himself up off the bed. Ryan gently pushed him back down onto the bed by putting some pressure with his hand on the boys smooth chest. "Dont worry. This will just make you feel really good." "Just ask Chris" Hunter said as he held Caseys arm steady. "He knows how good this feels." Casey looked over to Chris who was standing and watching and stroking himself. At this point, seeing the needle and knowing what Casey was going to experience, any guilt or hesitation was gone. Hunter had just turned Chris from observer to accomplice. "Yeah this will feel great. Even better than the pipe." Hunter wanted to get up and kiss Chris. He knew those words would be enough to reassure Casey and sure enough Casey did seem to relax slightly. Just slightly. Ryan could tell that the boy was still tense. "Just keep steady. This will be over quick." Casey felt the prick of the needle and then saw his blood getting pulled into the syringe. He braced himself as he saw Hunter push the contents into his arm. Whatever he was worried about going into his system had to be put aside he realized. He couldn't go back now. He had no idea how to prepare himself for the effects of this shot. But there was no real way for him to prepare. Everything was happening quickly. He heard and felt the band being snapped off and then Ryan pulled his arm up toward the ceiling. There was a pregnant pause during which all the men almost held their breaths for Caseys response. But in a much shorter time than what it seemed to all four men, Caseys coughing fit started and was as dramatic as it was sudden. Casey clearly did not expect this to be the effect of the shot and was trying to figure out what was happening to him. Ryan just let him ride it out not wanting to interfere with Caseys body while it adjusted to the slam. "Fuck how much did you give him?" Hunter just smiled as he wrapped the band around Chris' arm. "Enough." He smirked at Ryan and then turned to focus on Chris. "You ready for yours boy?" Chris just nodded. He was waiting for this and couldnt voice that desire to anyone until now. A thought came to him as Hunter pulled a syringe from his case. "So you guys dont reuse needles or anything do you?" He whispered it so that Casey didnt hear. He knew it was too late for any action he even remotely considered taking to stop what was going to happen and didnt want to freak Casey out. "No these are cheap. Single use only." He knew what Chris was really asking. Hunter was never interested in pozzing boys with a syringe. He wanted it to happen with both he and his boy experiencing the pleasure of feeling his cum shooting deep inside the boys hole. That feeling could never be matched with the act of pushing the contents of a slam into a boys arm as he was doing at this moment to Chris. As Chris turned away from watching the needle being pricked into his arm he noticed that Caseys coughing fit was subsiding and was becoming something closer to a long moan. Ryan was back down on his knees eating Caseys hole out and the boys head thrashed back and forth with his eyes closed and mouth agape. Yeah, Chris thought to himself, Casey is no longer in this room anymore. He couldnt wait to go to that same place. Just at that moment, he heard the snap of the band being ripped off his arm and felt Hunter raise it to the ceiling. "And blast off" he heard Hunter say.

Every bug chaser remembers the first time they made that fateful decision to knowingly take a poz load, and I'm no exception. It was quite a few years ago now, back when gay.com was still a good way to meet guys for hookups. I had been chatting with this one guy for quite some time, on and off. I still remember his profile name: Big N8R. His name was (you guessed it) Nate. And Nate had an 8 incher with a PA, so you can pretty much figure out why I kept talking to him. The only wrench? Big N8R was HIV positive. We flirted back and forth whenever we saw each other on, but I could never pull the trigger. I mean, he was definitely cute (rough looking, scruffy goatee, full sleeve tats) and had a big ol' cock, but he was poz and I didn't know if I was ready for that. Plus Nate made it very clear that he was all about fucking bareback and he didn't like to pull out. Well, one night I was online and had basically been cruising to get my ass fucked all day-- no takers. This left me exceedingly horny and exceedingly frustrated. A dangerous combo, as all you bug chasers know. Add to that I'd had a couple beers so... It was about 1 am and I was itching to get fucked. Some morbid fuckers might say I was "dying" for it. Anyway, Nate's online, so you can figure out what happened next: Me: Dude, I'm so horny! I really need dick tonight! Nate: I'd love to help you out, but you know my deal Me: Yeah, I know. And I think I'm ready for it Nate: Um, really? Do you know what you are asking for? Me: I've fantasized about your cock in me for a long time-- I think it's time we fucked. Nate: Ok. Just so we're clear-- I'm Poz. And I fuck bare. And I don't like to pull out. Me: Yeah. Um, if I asked you to pull out-- would you? Nate: well.... for you? Yeah. But I don't make a habit out of it. and I don't think you'll want me to Me: I really want to try this Nate: You sure? point of no return you know.... Me: Yes. And I texted him my address. He was at my door in 15 minutes, and naked beside my bed in one. First off, let me just say I picked a doozy for my first poz experience. Nate was 6'2", decently in shape (like you could almost see a six pack), tattoos everywhere including full sleeves, and that COCK! His pics didn't do it justice. It was every bit 8 inches, slightly arced downward, and one of those that is big to begin with but the middle is even fatter. And at the tip gleamed a huge PA. Turns out he had a 2 gauge in. Holy fuck. Secondly, let me just say I was nervous as fuck. You bug chasers can relate to this. I was standing on the edge of a precipice and just like Nate said-- point of no return. I knew I was about to "knowingly" take an HIV positive load in my ass. From a cock with a PA. The chances of infection would be high. The danger of the situation was intoxicating, but the implications were daunting. My stomach was in chaotic knots while I looked at his stiffening cock. My body was in a war with itself. My ass wanted that cock. My stomach was conflicted. My mind was screaming not to do this as it was too risky. And my cock was thickening at the sight of him. You can guess which side won in the end. Nate said, "You ready?" And I told him I was really nervous about the whole thing. He told me to just relax and that he really would pull out or stop any time if I asked him to. And with that, I dropped to my knees and started trying to suck his cock. I don't like trying to suck cocks with PAs as the metal clinks against my teeth and it's really jarring. So we only did this for awhile as I was very clumsy at it. Plus he didn't need any motivation for the main event as he was already drooling precum. Nate hoisted me up by my armpits and pushed me back onto the bed. "You don't need to suck me anymore cuz I'm just here for this sweet ass." He pushed my legs high and dove his tongue into my crack. And damn he knew what he was doing! Within 5 minutes he had be begging for that cock. I was on my back at the edge of my bed (it was a taller bed-- perfect height for a top standing and fucking me while I reclined) and he grabbed the gun oil. He lubed that big cock of his while staring into my eyes. "Last chance," he said. At this point I just grabbed behind my knees and opened my ass for him as a reply. The entry was excruciating. I had only been fucked by a guy with a PA once before, and it was a much smaller gauge. Feeling all that cool metal at my hole made my pucker seize up, and Nate basically had to force his cock inside me. "Fuck you're tight! Just relax, baby. You're gonna need to relax to take the fucking I'm about to throw. Oh, and by the way? It takes me forever to cum." I will say that Nate wasn't really out to hurt me-- at least at the beginning. He worked his cock in slowly (once that head and PA got past my ring) and bottomed out inside and left it there for a minute or two so I could get used to his size. He rocked gently side to side, helping me open up. And little by little, I did. He started slowly withdrawing and then pushing back inside. I could feel the PA shifting and moving inside me with every slow thrust. In my mind, I knew it was dragging across my intestines, possibly doing damage and putting microtears in the lining where the infection could enter my bloodstream. This made my stomach knot even more, but again, the sexy danger of it all gave me a raging boner which acted as a handle for Nate. "Looks like someone's enjoying this cock," he said with a smirk. "Oh my god! My ass is so FULL! I've never had this much cock in me-- And that PA! I can feel it moving inside me-- it's incredible. Don't stop fucking me, Please?" I begged. That's when Nate knew he had his victim. The more Nate fucked, the more into it I got. The idea of his cock being positive was fading into the background as the intensity of the fuck filled all of my present thoughts. I became a bottom machine on a mission-- to take his cock and load. Before long I was grabbing the edge of the bed and bucking my ass into his cock to force him as deeply into me as he could go. His PA was breaching my second ring at this point and the pleasure/pain was indescribable. You know, that painful punch deep in your guts but once the cock goes inside it's like the gates of heaven open up and choirs of angels are singing. True to his word, it took Nate a long time to cum. He probably fucked me for an hour solid-- and I was almost swallowing my tongue with the pleasure. By the end, he had my ankles in his hands and was completely withdrawing his cock and ramming it all the way back in to the hilt. Again and again and again. The PA just ripping past my sphincter like it was tissue paper. My poor neighbors! I know I was getting loud, but I didn't care. I was speaking in tongues and begging for him to cum. And begging for him to never stop fucking me. And begging for more and harder and deeper and whatever else I could beg for. I remember Nate finally looking down at me and into my eyes, and he got this almost quizzical look on his face... and then he rammed all the way inside me, as deep as he could go and he held it there. He froze in place, body tensed, not breathing. And then I felt the throb. His cock head was throbbing out that poz load deep into my guts-- well up into my abused second ring. Nate just kept looking into my eyes as his cock shot jet after jet of dick poison into me. I found I wasn't breathing or moving either. I was just as frozen as he was-- letting him plant this toxic seed inside my guts. When his orgasm subsided, we finally came back to ourselves. He was still buried in me, and he grabbed my precum leaking cock and he started to jack me off-- slowly. He timed the strokes on my dick with slow, short strokes of his cock in my ass. I was already near the edge, so it only took an agonizing minute before I felt my load boil out of my nuts and shoot all over my belly. He scooped up my neg load and ate it greedily. And then he ever-so-slowly pulled his softening cock out of my clenched hole. The PA was the last to pop out, and it was like my hole didn't want to let it go. We still hadn't spoken a word at this point, and we both crawled up onto my bed and lay side by side. Finally he broke the silence. "You ok?" He asked. "Yeah, I think so. Um, you didn't warn me when you were going to cum so I could have had you pull out...." "Would you have asked me to?" he inquired. "No. But if I had, would you have pulled out?" I asked back. "Honestly? No. It would have been like stopping an avalanche." We lay in silence a while longer. Then he got up and began to get dressed. "So that was your first poz load, huh? How are you feeling?" "Ok. A bit conflicted now that its over. But also turned on. And ashamed. And I feel stupid. And exhilarated. Lots of things." "Yeah," he said as he was at the door and ready to go, "Everyone remembers their first charged load."

if youre in a sauna naked and high you are giving physical consent

Part 2: Becoming pregnant fuck meat I walked out into the hall and back up to the hotel bar. I look around. My friends had gone. The bar almost empty, just the barman cleaning up. He looked at me and smirked "I think your friends let honey" he said in a very camp voice and looked me up and down like he was undressing me. Behind me my skinhead appeared. He put his arms around me "c'mon up to my room and I'll call you a cab, you look wasted". I didnt resist, eveything was spinning. Before I knew it I was in his room, sitting on the edge of his hotel bed. He stood in front of me. "Well, whilst we wait for a cab you may as well finish sucking my cock". He pulled down his jeans and his hardening cock sprang out. I was immediately transfixed and began sucking on it like it was the most natural thing to do in the world. I was deep throating it like a pro, like I'd seen in the porn movies. I licked his balls and sucked them into my mouth. I was in heaven. He pulled my T-Shirt off, and pushed me back onto the bed. Then he pulled off my boots and jeans. Within seconds I was naked on my back. I have to go I said, I'm wasted... "Relax" he told me "I have you a little something to help you get into it, being your first time I thought you needed some help" "What do you mean, you gave me something..." I slurred "Just a little something I pushed up your cunt with my tongue" I started sucking my cock. I started moaning. I was in heaven. He replaced his mouth with his hand and moved to licking my arse. I was in heaven, moaning like a total slut. He began fingering me and working my cock at the same time, I'd never felt anything like it. Then he stopped and moved up my body, my legs pinned over his shoulders. He kissed me deeply, his tongue forcing it's way into my mouth. "are you ready, you are going to get fucked tonight, you know that dont you?" "Yes, sir, but please not without a condom..." "It's OK' he said "Dont worry, you are going to get barebacked at some point, it may as well be tonight, You want to lose your virginity properly dont you?" God yes, I moaned and uttered the words every bottom knows so well "Please fuck me, fuck me hard, cum in me, I want you to cum inside me" He pushed his cock into me. I dont even remember it hurting. All I remember is the fucking - him fucking me hard and me taking it like I was born to be bitch. On my back with a man inside me. I was groaning and taking on the role of a slut in ways I didnt think I was possible of - begging him to fuck me harder, to use my cunt. Hurt me, rape me, everything I could think of. My entire world was now about his amazing dick in my arse and for the first time I felt complete, loved and wanted. "I'm getting close" he said "Maybe if you are lucky we'll get you pregnant first time" That sounded kinky, being a girl I thought, pretending I could pregnant. My femboy side had awakened and I loved the idea of being the girl with a cunt. "Yes, please, cum in me, make me pregnant. Give me your babies, I want you to be my daddy, cum in me daddy please cum in me" And then he did it - he pushed down hard and pumped his load into me. Thats all I remember from that night, I must have passed out. I woke up the next morning, still in his bed, naked...

I feel to my knees, my cock sticking straight up against my stomach. He undid his belt and shoved his pants down, kicking them off as he stepped towards me. Having worn no underwear as soon as his pants were off his cock sprung free pointing right at me, the head already glinting with a little precum. “Open your mouth,” he groweled, and smacked me on the lips with his thick cock head. Large angry looking veins like those that twisted across his arms stood out from the turgid shaft of penis, and I imagined how they would feel sliding in and out of my hole. I parted my lips allowing him to thrust the head of his cock inside my mouth. As he did so I clamped my lips tight around it and began to bathe his cock with my tongue. Forcefully he began to press his cock deeper inside of my mouth until he hit the back of my throat causing me to gag a little. I tried to pull off of his cock a little but his hands had found their way to the back of my head and head me fast. My head held firmly in place between his massive hands this great bulk of a man began to fuck my face slowly. I chocked and gagged on his cock as he forced it a little deeper with every thrust. As the head of his cock got to the back of my throat I tried repeatedly to swallow, allowing his cock to slide down my throat but each time he pulled back for another assault. Then, finally, with a particularly brutal thrust he allowed my swallow to pull him down my throat till his balls rested against my chin. Spit, and precum dripped down my chin as I deep throated his cock, unable to keep my lips tight around his thick veined shaft. “Fuck yeah boy, swallow my cock. Get it nice and wet for your hole.” As he savagely fucked my face my cheeks began to hurt, and snot began to run from my nose as tears sprung to my eyes. I was a slobber covered mess when he finally, still holding me head still, pulled his now dripping cock from my mouth. I tried to wipe my face with the back of my hand but there was too much to deal with. He just smiled at me and said, “good job, now on your back on the bed.” I scrambled off the floor and practically leapt onto the bed, laying on my back with my legs stuck up in the air. He smiled at me again, advancing towards me his ridged cock pointing straight forward at me. Without saying a word he walked toward me and, lining his cock up to my hole, pressed inside of me. True to his word only used the juices from my throat and the small drip of cum that was escaping my hole as lube as he forced his thick member inside of me. I groaned, my eyes rolling back into my head as I felt my hole spread wide around his cock. He advances slowly, stretching my sphincter around his massive girth, till at long last his balls came to rest on my ass. I opened my eyes and looked up into his, which glinted wickedly as he pulled out slowly from my hole again. My ring clung to his shaft as he withdrew, the tugging sending waves through me. “Chad wasn’t lying,” he said, as he began to fuck me, ‘Your hole feels so good wrapped around my cock. I’m gonna knock you up good before I tell the other guys to come over and use your hole.” Those were the last words he said to me. He then closed his eyes, and his hands on my thighs pressing my legs apart and down he began to slam into my ass. It was different from how Chad had fucked me, this was not about both of us, this was only about him. His cock punched into my hole over and over again, hammering away at my guts and I cried out in a mix of pleasure and pain with each penetrating thrust. Sweat sprung up all over my body and I felt the heat rising in the room. My hole began to make wet sloppy sounds as this stranger’s cock battered it loose. He kept up a steady string of animalistic grunts as he wrecked my hole, his breathing short and ragged. I watched the muscles in his torso and arms flex as he forced his cock forward, the veins in his powerful arms bulging slightly with the effort. My whole body shook with each powerful jackhammer like thrust and I knew that my hole was being destroyed. I, however, didn’t care; it felt too good. I had found that place of peace, and was doing what I was meant to do: taking a man’s raw cock up my ass. Eventually his rhythm changed from the hole destroying jackhammer to random quick thrusts of the whole length of his cock, he was getting close. Letting out a sound like the roar of a lion he slammed into me and held his pulsing cock deep inside of me. As his load emptied into my guts I felt a sense of euphoria wash over me. Once his cock had stopped twitching he pulled out, spanked my ass once and moved to go put his clothes on. Without saying a word he dressed quickly and then, with only a wink was gone. I lay there on the bed, cum dripping from my battered hole, my legs still in the air for a long moment. My phone buzzed. Slowly I let down my legs and rolled over to grab my phone from the nightstand. It was a text from Chad. Good job boy. Next guy is on his way. He’ll be there in ten. I smiled and slipped a finger into my loose hole.