Leaderboard

The school year is coming to an end. Four parts to go... --------- Chapter 7.1 - Futures They were sitting in the hot tub at Joe's apartment complex and were on the second round of beers when yet another guy came walking toward the tub and muttered "Oh shit... poz" before changing directions towards the regular pool. Kyle laughed and sunk back into the water. "We might need to find a new place, Joe. I think we've tagged as many as we can at this apartment complex. I'm not even sure the last one saw mine. Mateo's was all it took" Kyle said. He got grins from the other three. "This app says eight are looking. Ric's been pretty successful by cruising the bathroom. They follow him in and come out changed for life. You guys can try, I'll save the spots. I'm saving my load for some college boys tomorrow" Joe replied. "I can give you a list of the good cruising places on campus if you want" Ric said. Joe laughed. "Not here, this time. I'm flying out in the morning for a campus recruiting thing. The company needs some fresh meat and since we finished my project early, I get to go interview at a couple university job fairs. This time, I'm on the other side of the table and get to make them sweat" he explained. "Sweat as you pound them or from night sweats after you've knocked em up?" Kyle asked. Joe laughed and said "The last school was weird. None of the underclassmen wanted to hookup. They said I was too old. I did a couple grad students though and one professor." "Ah, too young to be a daddy, too old to be an undergrad. Actually, those are my favorites, but I'm different than most college guys, I guess" Ric replied, snickering. Mateo gave him a wink before saying "I need to start doing interviews. I'm not going to graduate this semester, but I should get some practice in. I hate doing things like that so I probably suck." "Suck the interviewer good enough and you'll get the job. Just ask Joe" Kyle said. Everyone laughed but Joe. "Yeah. We have new rules because of Greg and me. I can't be part of the interview process if its with anyone I've fucked, or as HR puts it 'had an intimate relationship'". "We've been intimate? The sex I have with you is nothing like when Mateo and I do it. That's usually very intimate" Ric said with a big grin. "Sometimes. Other times we rut like dogs. Just ask my brother. But... I need to piss, so let's see if I can lead any of these bottoms to a quick, intimate encounter" Mateo said. He climbed out of the tub, dried off and slipped on his flip-flops before heading into the building. "Have you seen the guy we tag teamed last year?" Ric asked. "Yeah, that slut is still around. Last time he had a few loads in him before I added mine" Kyle said. Mateo walked slowly into the lobby, down the hall to the restroom and to a urinal. He pulled his partially hard cock out of his trunks and began to pee. A tall thin guy walked past him saying "Nice ink. Are you a Scorpio?" "Nah... I just like to warn guys I can sting" Mateo said, shaking off the last few drops. It had become his regular line when guys asked, since he wanted to make sure anyone he fucked knew what they were getting. "Uh... Uh... What do you mean?" the guy asked, standing at the urinal but not pissing. Mateo looked at the guy and replied "I think you know what I mean. Want to take a chance at a more positive future?" He could tell the guy was nervous but watched him back up slightly with a rigid cock in his hand, pointing straight out. Mateo slid his hand in the back of the guy's speedo and fingered the hole. "Five minutes of fun can lead to a lifetime of consequences" he said as he guided the guy into the stall. He pushed the swimsuit down and the bottom stepped out of one leg before straddling the toilet and leaning against the wall. Mateo pushed his finger in, forcing some spit deeper before adding more spit and a second finger. The fingers were shortly replaced with his bare cock. He had been too eager to get his dick in the guy to close the stall door so his leg held it open. The tight hole felt too good to worry about it and once he'd slid his cock all the way in, he began to drill him. Mateo never fucked hard other than a few firm thrusts. Unlike Ric, he wasn't a hole wrecker. He wanted it to feel like any other fuck, just one that might leave a lasting impression. He got into a good pace, bouncing off the lightly padded ass when he heard someone come into the bathroom. From the stories Ric had told him of that bathroom, he didn't need to worry about being seen and all he heard initially was heavy breathing behind him to match the gasps and grunts from his bottom. Mateo assumed the guy behind him was jerking his cock and when he started grunting too, it was confirmed. His strokes got faster and the guy behind him asked breathlessly "You gonna knock him up?" "Gonna try" Mateo replied as he thrust in and felt his cock pulse. The bottom moaned and Mateo felt the guy's hole squeeze several times around his cock. Once the bottom had finished shooting his load, Mateo pulled back and watched the hole slowly close. He turned around and saw his voyeur. "Want a taste?" he asked and the short muscled guy quickly dropped to the floor. His tongue licked the cum clinging to the piercing before lapping over the rest of the shaft. Mateo heard him slurp the cum into his mouth as he glanced back and saw the tall guy look back. He let the short guy clean his dick a minute before he pushed him off. As Mateo bent over to pull his trunks back up he said "He's all ready for the next dick or you can eat his ass. There's a lot more cum inside" before he walked out. "Long piss or did you do both of them?" Joe asked. "Just the tall guy. The muscle dude licked me clean so there won't be cum floating in the hot tub" Mateo said. -- "I'm glad you could come in and talk with us. Everyone that spoke with you is very impressed. We've had mixed results with employee referrals when they've had a relationship of some kind. Some, like Joe, work out really well and others fail miserably" Patrick said. "It went better than I thought it would. I don't have a lot of experience interviewing" Mateo replied. "I know most of Joe's... acquaintances are pretty casual since he's very serious about his partner. Are you just friends?" Patrick asked, his curiosity winning over asking an inappropriate question. "Well, Joe is a good friend of my boyfriend's, so that's how I met him. As you can guess, since he ruled himself out of interviewing me, our friendship goes pretty deep" Mateo said before chuckling. Patrick chuckled as well, saying "I doubt he has any friends that he doesn't have sex with at some point. Co-workers, too. He's one of the few who know how to keep work and play separate. Uh... Getting back to the job... I know you said you wanted to continue on for a year to get a second undergrad degree. That's pretty unusual. Most people would rather have a job than the second degree." "It's a little complicated. I am close to having the double major already and if I stay in school another year I can keep living with my boyfriend. If I get a job at the end of the school year, I might end up anywhere in the world and long distance relationships are very hard" Mateo explained. Patrick nodded. "I admire your commitment to each other. I'd like to make an offer that might make everyone happy. If you can finish your degrees next fall, we would like to hire you and I'll guarantee that you will be assigned here. If you think it's OK, I'll send you an official offer and you can talk it over with your partner" he told Mateo. "That sounds good. Really good" Mateo replied. -- "You trained him well" Ric told Jason as he pulled his cock out of the sub's mouth. He looked down and the sub just stood there, waiting for his next order from his master. "This one was easy. His old Dom got him most of the way so I picked up where he left off when he moved. Not like the new one I'm dealing with. I haven't broken him yet. He still thinks he's straight and free" Jason replied. "I've only done it for role play. I don't think I could do it 24/7 with someone much less two guys. My boyfriend would kill me if I spent that much time with a guy that wasn't him. Fucks on the side are ok, cuz he does them too, but that's it. That's the kind of sex life I want, too" Ric said. "Well, I kinda fell into this new guy. My boyfriend's sister dated this asshole and after the second time he raped her, we got involved in showing him who is really in charge. He hates fags too, so it's more fun to see him suck dick and get fucked. I even have Bobby here using him, just to show him that he's the lowest guy in the hierarchy" Jason explained. Jason pulled out his phone and flipped around until he'd found pictures from their session the day before. "This is the dude. His attitude doesn't show in the pics, but he really thinks that if he obeys us for a few weeks, she'll drop the charges" he added. Ric looked through the first few pics and when he got to the face pic, he laughed before saying "I expected Steve to do something like that." "What? You know him? You think he's a closeted cocksucker?" Jason asked, looking confused. "No, fuck a girl even if she says 'no'. I know he's a homophobic asshole and would hate anyone getting their dick near him" Ric replied. "How do you know him? Have a bad run-in with him?" Jason asked, getting more curious. "He was my first roommate in the dorms. He told the RA after a week that he was afraid I would rape him in his sleep, so I got moved" Ric said, feeling the anger come back. "You guys are about the same size, it's not like you could overpower him. Not like my boyfriend and I do. We both are bigger and stronger than that piece of shit" Jason replied. "Well, if you can't fight, you bitch and whine and the lazy ass RA took the easy way out. Steve didn't need to worry, he's not my type. I like em queer and have more than a handful of working brain cells. I bet he just shakes in his boots when you have him on his knees. All of his macho attitude is just a facade. I don't think I'd let his teeth get anywhere near my dick though" Ric said. "You'd be surprised at how obedient a guy is when someone has their balls in a tight grip. My boyfriend has strong hands too. Steve was curled up and whimpering after the first hard squeeze. He's got a ways to go, but he's getting used to dick in his mouth and ass. Bobby has been breeding him pretty often, usually to open him up for me" Jason said, his grin turning a little sinister. "Bobby might be knocking him up soon. I've dumped several loads in him after you gave me the first chance a couple weeks ago" Ric said. He looked down and saw Bobby smile. Ric wasn't sure what turned Bobby on more - getting pozzed or having the chance at pozzing Steve. "Oh? I assumed you were undetectable. Most poz guys I meet here at the bathhouse are" Jason said. "Nah, staying toxic a while. Anyway... I got to get going. Have fun with your new project and keep an eye on Bobby here for the next week. He might be feelin a little crappy" Ric said, chuckling before he headed to the locker room. -- Ric was standing at the urinal in the dorm, draining a very full bladder. "Heya, Ric" Scotty said as he walked up to the next urinal. "Hi stranger. Haven't seen either one of you guys around. How are you doing?" Ric asked. "Better now. Uh... Did Dan tell you?" Scotty said. "Tell me what? I haven't seen him for at least a month. Last time was when I ran into him waiting for an elevator" Ric asked, shaking the piss off his dick. "We tested poz. He said you told him we should go over at the clinic to find out for sure. They've been really understanding. We did counseling the first week, but it was hard since there were so many cute guys around that kept us distracted" Scotty told him. "Oh. Sorry, but I warned you. You guys will be OK. Trust me" Ric said. He zipped up and stepped back to the wall behind the urinal and Scotty followed. "Yeah, we know. We learned a lot... mostly about our relationship. You were right about being able to play around and still love each other. It's hot hearing about each other's hookups. It's just hard finding guys that are poz or that are willing to play bare. Most of the poz guys seem to be as freaked out as we were. We really don't know where to look for anyone to play with" Scotty said. "I know a few of your neighbors that might be interested. All of 'em thought you two were off limits" Ric replied. He was bending the truth since he'd told all of them to keep their hands off and let them come out on their own. Scotty smiled back at him and Ric asked "Uh... did you guys go on meds?" Scotty laughed briefly and said "No... Dan wants us to be like you and share first" Scotty said softly. "Cool. That's hard to do if you're only looking for other poz guys. Had any luck?" Ric asked. "Not yet. Dan tried one guy but he got scared and pulled off after only a few minutes" Scotty said. "You should try the bathhouse, then. No one asks about status over there. Hector might still have some cards for guys like you to get in for free" Ric said. "Maybe you can take us over there and show us the ropes some time" Scotty said, winking at Ric before walking over to the sink, washing his hands and heading back to his room. -- "Hey, good to see you again. Thought you forgot about us" the attendant said as he checked Ric, Dan and Scotty in. It had been over a month since he'd been to the bathhouse. School, clients and other activities had kept him busy. "Two twinks, one blond, one brown. Both have blue rope ankle bracelets. Been lookin for something potent for a few weeks now. Don't think anyone's done 'em yet. Have fun!" the attendant added. Ric led them to the locker room and they started to strip down. "Really? He tells you stuff like that?" Dan asked. "Yeah... It's one of the perks of the card. From your number they know who's toxic and willing to share" Ric replied. They wandered out into the halls, seeing who was around. After a short walk, they found the twinks in the sauna, sitting along the side staring at each person that walked in. "I'll let you guys have fun" Ric said, heading back to the door. The look of panic on both Dan and Scotty's face told him that they were still unsure of their cruising skills. He turned back, wrapped his arms around both and guided them to the other side of the sauna, whispering "Let them come to you." Dan sat on his right, Scotty on the left and Ric talked to them a bit. "Don't be too eager. Bottoms should be the ones wanting to get fucked, tops pick the ones worthy of taking their dick and cum. Don't be afraid to say no if they don't excite you" he said. A few minutes later he watched the twinks start to make their move. They walked closer and the brown haired guy elbowed the blond and and said something into his ear. "Does that tattoo mean you're toxic?" the shaggy brunette asked quietly as he got close. Ric smiled and nodded. "Can we taste it?" the blond asked, making Ric chuckle. Usually guys that wanted a charged load were more direct and wanted him to fuck them, but he quickly had an idea. "Give em room, guys" Ric said to Dan and Scotty, winking at each of them. Soon, he had the twinks bent over each of his spread legs, kneeling on the lower bench and licking his cock from the sides. When it was fully hard and their tongues and lips were occupied, Ric looked over at both Dan and Scotty who were stroking their own hard cocks. After a few more minutes, the brown haired guy took the tip of Ric's cock in his mouth and pulled the foreskin back while the blond worked the base. He didn't go down very far and gave the blond enough room to explore more than an inch or two of Ric's cock. Ric whispered "No rimming, just spit n shove" to Dan and Scotty before he motioned for them to move behind the two cocksuckers. They took their spots and Ric watched Dan drool a rope of spit just above the smooth crack and Scotty then do the same with the blond guy. The brown haired twink made a noise and started to pull off, only to have Ric's hand hold him down. The blond just kept licking on the hard shaft. The couple looked at each other, grinned and simultaneously pushed in. Scotty bottomed out first since he drove in a little faster, but Dan was only a few seconds behind. Ric could feel the guys sucking him squirm, but a hand on each head kept them in their place. The longer he watched, the more impressed he was with Scotty's topping abilities. From all of their talks, he thought Scotty was strictly a bottom. The twinks sucking on his cock were less impressive and clearly distracted by the bare cocks drilling their asses. Dan and Scotty started to plow harder and soon were bouncing off the twinks' butts. Ric could tell they were enjoying the the bottom's holes. Each one would watch his dick drive into the hairless hole and then glance over at the other one, smiling. Once he heard the first grunt from Dan, he knew they weren't going to last much longer. Dan's thrusts slowed but got harder, Scotty did the opposite and drove in faster. On cue, they came a second apart. Dan's louder grunts were accompanied by Scotty's softer groan. Both stood there as their cocks spurted and spewed out their newly viral cream, filling their respective bottoms. The brown haired twink also got his mouth filled with spurts of Ric's cum, giving him the taste of toxic cum that he had asked for. The look on Scotty's face surprised Ric, he never imagined that he'd enjoy breeding a neg guy with his charged load, especially after his comments about getting counseling when they found out they were poz. They both stood there still inside the twinks' holes and a satisfied look on their faces. Once their cocks were out of the bottoms, Dan and Scotty took their places on the bench again. The twinks stood back up and Ric watched the brown haired guy swallow his load. "Don't we get your cock too?" the blond asked. "Not this time, but you got my bug from these guys. They might even be more toxic than me" Ric said with a smile. He realized from their expressions that they never expected the guys he was with were poz too. They backed away slowly and headed to the door and down the hall towards the showers. "God that was amazing. I never thought I'd do something like that with Dan" Scotty said. "Yeah, I thought we might share a bottom, but to fuck a guy next to my boyfriend like that was wild. I'm so proud of him being able to top so good with all these guys watching" Dan replied. "I didn't even notice them. I was so turned on fucking my first neg guy that I only paid attention to us five. At first, I just wanted to prove to you and Ric that I could do it, but the longer I went the more turned on I got. The load I gave the blond guy was huge" Scotty said, grinning. "Yeah, mine was too. I wonder if we'll ever know if that fuck did it" Dan said. "That's the thing about these kinds of breedings... you rarely find out if you were the one or one of several. But now you know how this place works. I hope you'll come back and try out the other rooms. There's lots more fun to be had around here, whether the guy you play with is neg or poz" Ric said. They showered before the three went back to the locker room and got dressed. "I see you found the pair of twinks. They looked a little worried as they left" the attendant said to Ric as they went past. "As the saying goes... be careful of what you ask for. I didn't breed them... these guys did. They got the same result, though. Hope it sticks" Ric said as they walked out the door.

I was up early this morning for my usual morning walk/jog/run and was on Grindr hoping that maybe some guys have today off and are looking. I'd had a lot of fun over the weekend hooking up with random guys in town for the state fair and the OSU vs. Texas game and thought most of that was over, but got hit up by a guy at a local hotel from Oklahoma looking for fun. I have a major weakness for redneck boys and he checked all the boxes, 21, blonde, 6 foot tall, beefy build, smooth body with big nipples, but sadly not that big a dick and a vers bottom according to his profile. I didn't care, I'd be willing to breed his ass. His profile indicated he was neg so my expectation was he'd want it safe so I figured I'd weed him out by saying I wanted to breed his ass. To my surprise he said he wanted to get bred and we kept the talk up. He liked my cock and was down for now, saying his check out was at 11am. He was nearby and I said I could be there soon. To my surprise he asked what I wanted and I jokingly said I wanted him to breed me too. He said he was down and liked that I wanted it raw. I joked back that "raw is law" and he agreed, saying he only did raw. I know playing with rednecks is playing with fire but I also know they almost all play raw. I asked if he'd been in town for the weekend and he admitted he was, that he lived in Arkansas but went to OSU and was in town for the game and had the day off from work. I can only imagine he'd been fucking like crazy over the weekend and I wasn't the only guy who'd bred him or who he had bred. That had me super horny and we switched to Snap so I could prove I wasn't fake, and also to confirm he wasn't. And he certainly wasn't as I got pics of him naked, stroking his cock and hearing him talk in his country accent. He hadn't asked about my status and I wasn't about to ask his, and guessing that he didn't mention he was on Prep on his profile I can only guess he wasn't and like me, just doesn't give a shit. I got to his hotel and went in and we were quickly kissing each other as we stripped down. He was down on his knees sucking my cock and telling me what a hot cock I have and how bad he wanted it. Clearly he does this often and that had me hard just knowing he's a slut like me. I couldn't believe there's big country boys like him that are as slutty as I am and it drives me crazy as I love getting with guys like this. I stop him a couple times saying I'm getting close and finally he takes the hint and we move to the bed and he's on his back spreading his legs so I can grind my hard cock up against his ass. I ask him if he has any lube and he says he wants me to fuck him spit and stick and I oblige, spitting furiously on my cock and in my hand so I can force my cock in his ass. Getting inside him takes little effort and clearly he's been getting pounded by other guys all weekend. His ass feels like its already loaded and bred and I'm tempted to ask, but honestly I don't give a shit. I tell him how hot and tight his ass is and how bad I want to load him and he's begging for my cock and load. Then he adds that I probably like fucking and breeding guys anon like this. I figure I'm never going to see him again, so why not be fucking honest. I say I do love breeding guys anon and that I love getting bred anon and can't wait for him to do that to me. His face lit up and he asked me if I do it a lot and I say I do, that I love giving and taking loads. He breaks into a smile and says he does too and that he was so excited that I wanted his load and he started begging for me to cum in him. I hardly needed the encouragement as hearing him admit to being a whore was all I needed as I was about to cum. And it felt good to be honest about being the anon pig I am. I know there's other guys like me too and it was hot to be drilling one and I blasted a ferocious load inside him that had him screaming not to pull out and to stay inside him. I loved that this big country boy was letting a deviant pig like me drill him raw and breed his ass. He admitted he was really close to cumming and wanted to fuck me rather than have an accident if I kept fucking him. I said it was cool and he again asked me if I was cool for him fucking me raw, and I said I was. I was on my back saying I wanted to look into his pretty blue eyes as he drilled me and damn did he drill me. He did a spit and stick and it was easy taking him that way except for when he thrust all the way in me as his cock was a lot thicker at the base than at the tip. He asked if it was cool if he used some racist words as he fucked me and honestly, yeah, I know that's fucked up, but also hot, and if it's a redneck boy like him its even hotter and I agreed to it, kind of hating myself for agreeing to it. He was using the words a lot and I hardly cared. I love having guys like him dominate and use my for their pleasure, even if they're slutty bottom boys like him, getting bred by random guys. I'm loudly begging for his load and not caring who hears me. His face is all red and I can tell he's close and can feel him shudder as he cums inside me. It's a shame he doesn't have a bigger dick and isn't a dominant top, but I don't care. He's probably been shamed all his life for having a smaller cock, probably been forced to bottom as a result and has gotten used to getting fucked, so I'm sure he likes the chance to top and be the dominant pig, and I'm not about to deny him that. He's not slowing down and continues fucking me saying he isn't done with my ass and again starts with the racist talk. I've long since made peace with that kind of shit just to get the white trash cock I love and I'm leaning into it, feeding into his hate fuck. It doesn't matter as he took my seed raw, so who's the bitch here? Pig boy dumps another load in me and I'm loudly screaming not to pull out, how hot it was, and brother, I am not lying. I wanted his load bad. He quickly slides out and is begging for my dick and load like the little bitch he is. I'm telling him how bad I want to breed his hole and that I bet he's been bred by a lot of guys this weekend. He's moaning with delight saying he did, and I'm egging him on, demanding to know how many guys bred his hole and without hesitating he said ten. I laughed and kept up my strokes and said he probably took every one of them raw and he admitted he did. I kept it up and he admitted he begged for their loads and admitted his favorite was getting tag teamed by two Latino guys who double penetrated him. I asked him if he liked Latino cock and he admitted to loving Latino cock and would do anything to get Latinos to breed him raw. And there we have it, his fantasy and their's coming together. I ain't gonna lie, I love thinking about breeding a hot redneck boy like him and having him breed me to, and I'm sure it fulfilled their fantasy. I would love to be with a guy like this, but know that it isn't realistic. All I can hope for is a chance at him breeding me and me breeding him and soon enough I do that, blast another powerful load deep in his guts as his face lights up and again he begs me not to pull out and to shoot every drop inside him. And I gladly do, collapsing on top of him once I'm spent. He laughs at me saying how good I was and that I must have needed it. I said I was and said he must have to. He admitted he'd hooked up earlier but the other didn't get him off and he was glad I wanted it. I knew I was right about him being already bred and held back from saying something. Instead I said I was glad he wanted to fuck me as I found guys like him really hot. He smiled at me and thanked me adding that he was nothing special. I came clean about fantasizing about guys like him and he laughed and said I should move to Oklahoma as there were lots of guys there like him for the taking. I'm trying hard not to clock watch and not wanting this to end, but know that our time is going to end soon even though I don't want it to. I jokingly ask him if he's going to drive back to Oklahoma with my loads still in his ass and he smirks at me and asks what I think. I jokingly say yeah, and he admits he plans on it and wants to stop and see if he can get more loads on the way back. I'm surprised and impressed by his honesty and admit to it. "You should take what you want" he said and there's truth to that. Too often I'm over cautious and afraid to ask for what I want in life. He gives me his number and says I should come visit and see what I think of Oklahoma and that I could stay with him. He admitted he doesn't come to Dallas often but does get here sometimes. We kiss deeply and I dress to leave, his loads still inside me, not caring that I smell of cum, lube, and ass. I thank him and tell him I had an amazing time and leave, hoping we will meet up again.

Slutty Sunday. Hooked up with a couple early Sunday afternoon. Good fucking and they both pumped a load deep in my ass. I thought we were done but one of them went for seconds. Took him a fucking long time nailing my ass before he produced #3. Loved it! An hour after they left my young fuckbuddy hit me up. He went crazy when he found the loads in my ass. Got #4 and #5 from him. There is something to be said for cooking dinner with 5 loads in your ass 😉 Well spent Sunday!

I went back to hang out with my friends and one of the guys is and his name is Josh. Josh fucked me in my shower. He’s about 6 foot two 195 pounds 8 inch cock thick head and shaft and his piss slit was very wide and the reason I could feel The throbbing of his intense orgasm as he couldn’t hold back any longer he continued after shooting his first load . His thick teenage cock was the best. He was able go balls deep because of all he came inside me. When he came again his dick got soft and flopped out.

Chapter 7.2 - A Brief Escape Ric and Mateo sat on the bleachers, watching the match. "Damn, my feet can't move like that. I don't know how he does that and not fall on his face" Mateo said. Ric laughed as he continued to scope out the players. A few minutes later, Gustavo came up and sat next to them, still sweaty from his own match. "How's it going? Here to watch your boyfriend?" Ric asked. "Yes. I wish I could see the whole game. Has he scored?" Gustavo asked. "Not in the game, yet. But I'm sure he will after" Mateo said. It took a moment before Gustavo understood the comment and then laughed. "I hope so" he replied. "I guess the team took the news OK? He's still playing at least" Ric said. "Yes, it worked out well. He just needs to start his medication soon. It gave a couple of the other players a chance to come out, too. I think he is playing better since he is more relaxed not having to hide his secret" Gustavo said. "How about you? Are you going to start medication too?" Ric asked. "I haven't decided. I think he wants me to wait" Gustavo replied. They continued to watch the match and Gustavo cheered when João kicked a perfect corner shot for their team to take the lead. Gustavo was cheering louder than anyone at the field. When things settled down, Ric felt his work phone vibrate. He took a look and it was a message from Rawson. "U n bf have passport? Need some help" it said. He nudged Mateo and showed him the message. Mateo nodded 'yes' and went back to watching the game. "Both. what kind of help?" he sent back, wondering what Rawson was planning now. "Can u do 3day wkend next wk? need off screen helpers" Rawson asked. "where?" Ric asked and got "P Vallarta. flt/hotel/food covered" as a reply. Ric showed the rest of the messages to Mateo and got a grin and a nod back. The six AM flight with three bags of equipment to take was a pain, but they got to the all inclusive resort by noon. "You got the afternoon off, meet for dinner at seven in the lobby. Tomorrow is a work day starting at ten AM, so don't party too hard tonight" Rawson said. Ric chuckled at how serious Rawson got when it came to work. Ric and Mateo went up to their room and waited for their lone bag to show up by the porter. "Want to go into town and shop around?" Mateo asked as he pulled his shorts and shirt off. "Yeah, we should see the sights anyway instead of fucking all afternoon" Ric replied. "Mmmhmm, we can do that all night" Mateo said before chuckling. They spent the next fifteen minutes groping each other's almost naked bodies until there was a knock at the door. Ric opened it, wearing only a jockstrap. The porter grinned as he brought the bag into the room and placed it on the stand. Ric handed him a tip and told him "Gracias." "Have fun" the guy replied and Ric laughed to himself at the porter speaking almost perfect English. "Do we really look like all the other Americans?" Mateo asked rhetorically. The shower was quick and they changed into some clean clothes. The walk was several blocks to get from the hotel to the shopping area. They wandered around, getting a few small souvenirs at a couple different shops. They hadn't uttered a word in English since they left their room, trying to not be the usual American tourist. Ric nudged Mateo as they walked down a street and said "I think we're being followed. Think they're going to rob us?" "I noticed that too. Turn right at the next corner and stop against the building to see" Mateo said. They got ten paces from the corner when they heard one of the guys behind him say in accented English "Nice American asses. Tight and hungry I'm sure." Both Ric and Mateo snickered as they stopped and turned around. They looked over the two local guys that were dressed in long basketball shorts and jerseys, one for the Lakers and one for the Heat, and baseball caps turned backwards. They were both a few inches shorter than Ric, one clean shaven and the other with a ragged beard. The bearded guy had a lot of ink and the other just a few tats on his arms. "We got some horny locals. Think they can handle a pair of studs from across the border?" Ric asked in Spanish, grinning. "No... too thin. You would easily split them in two" Mateo replied. He smiled and saw the confused looks on the locals. He knew they weren't expecting the tables to get turned on them. "No, no. We are the ones that want to fuck you" the bearded guy said. Ric shook his head and told him "We prefer to be the ones on top. At least you didn't want to steal our money." Mateo saw they still looked confused, but the shaven guy said "We are good... you can pay us if you want." Ric laughed again and replied "I don't think so. Guys pay us for sex, we don't pay." As Mateo looked over the guys he decided to take a chance. "Show us what you got. Biggest gets to fuck the smaller guy. I get you and he gets him" pointing first at the shaved guy, then at the bearded guy and finally at Ric. Ric snickered and liked Mateo's idea. "Got a place?" Ric asked, not wanting to go back to the hotel with two strangers. The locals looked surprised, but the bearded one said "There's an alley close by." They followed along, now being the one to watch the other guy's asses. The shorts were loose and the shirts hung down too far to let them get a look, but Mateo noticed that they looked a little nervous. The locals turned into an alley and then went behind a building. Ric looked around and the only window he could see was boarded up. "Two minutes to get hard, then show it" Mateo said, starting the timer on his phone. Ric was already partially hard, but he unzipped his shorts and pulled the shaft out of the jock's pouch. The other guy was stroking, but facing away and Mateo blocked the other guys' view of Ric. "Time" Mateo said and moved out of the way. The bearded guy turned around and held his cock proudly until he saw Ric's shaft. "Dios mio!" he said, knowing he was out-gunned by a few centimeters. Ric took the phone and said "Next two... Go" as he restarted the timer. Mateo faced him and got his dick hard. Mateo won, but only by a centimeter in length and a couple in circumference. "Let's see that hungry ass" Ric said. The guy looked back at him in shock, not expecting to have to go through with the bet. Ric didn't really care if he put out or not, he enjoyed surprising them and getting to fuck a local would just be a bonus. Slowly the bearded guy moved to the wall and pushed his shorts and briefs down before tugging his shirt off. Ric stroked his cock with some spit and then knelt down and spread the furry butt apart. He spit a few times on the hole and worked it in with a pair of fingers. He didn't want to get caught, so it was going to be a quick fuck. Ric stood up, briefly looking at the large gothic cross tattoo on the bearded guy's back and pushed his cock to the trembling hole. A hand covered the guy's mouth and Ric pushed in. While it took a few tries, his cock went in easier than he expected and the cries were quieter too. Once Ric's cock was inside a few inches, Mateo looked at the other guy and said "Your turn." Ric watched his boyfriend penetrate the other guy and realized that both of the locals were no strangers to taking dick. They may have acted like tops, but they were probably just as versatile as Ric and Mateo were. They fucked the guys quickly, not wanting to get caught having sex in public in another country. Ten minutes after he pushed in, Ric was the first to cum. The moan from his bottom affirmed his thought that they just wanted sex and he didn't mind getting bred by a stranger. Mateo lasted a couple minutes longer, leaving Ric to churn his load inside the bearded guy. They pulled out together and when the bottoms didn't turn around to clean their cocks, they just pulled up their underwear and shorts before heading back to the main street. It took a couple blocks before Ric said "That worked out damn good, but I'm going to need some time to refill." Once they got back to the hotel, they showered quickly before going down to the pool. It was a relaxing time with Ric and Mateo drinking and laughing about not getting mugged. The group shared a table for dinner and they met one of the actors who lived locally. Ric noticed that Rawson was on the phone for most of the dinner and didn't look too happy. Most of the group finished dinner and were enjoying their drinks when Rawson finally got off the phone. "Eddie got stopped at immigration. He's persona non grata in Mexico. We're going to be short one scene. Uh... Ric?" Rawson said, giving Ric a pair of sad puppy eyes. Everyone laughed as they all looked at Ric for his response. "I have spare contracts..." Ari said. Mateo nudged Ric and wordlessly asked if he was up for filling in. Ric's mind had a different idea and he whispered to Mateo "What about our hookup earlier? Think they might be interested?" A huge smile came over Mateo's face. "Maybe, but I might have a better idea" Ric said before telling everyone about the two guys they fucked earlier. "We can go look to see if they're lurking around tomorrow and interested. Do you have those contracts in Spanish?" Ric asked. Ari nodded and Ric suggested "Let's get the other two scenes done early tomorrow. Maybe start at nine and then we can go and search for the locals. I think they're both vers, so the scene could go either way." Rawson smiled, replying "I love taking local dick whenever I travel so hopefully they like my ass." The two scenes in the morning went smoothly and Ric liked the spacious suite that Rawson had. He and Mateo helped set up lights and reflectors besides trying to stay out of the way. Before the second scene started, the cameraman brought in the porter from the day before. It was obvious that the cameraman had spent some time with the guy, probably naked. He stood in front of Mateo, watching the porn scene take place. Ric got a few shots with the spare camera on the second scene and he decided he wasn't very good at it. At one point, Ric looked back and Mateo's hand was in the back of the porter's uniform pants with the porter's head leaned back on Mateo's shoulder while he got fingered. Before long, the second scene was complete. Ric looked around and didn't see Mateo until he looked out on the balcony and found Mateo balls deep in the porter. He thought about joining him, but decided to save his load in case the scene with the locals didn't work out. "How was he?" Ric asked as they walked back to their room. "Already loaded and really good. He said the camera dude fucked him all last night and the manager gave him one this morning when he started his shift" Mateo replied. They showered and dressed, walking out of the hotel on their mission to find the horny locals from the day before. They covered most of the shopping area that they had been in the day before and hadn't found them. Next they wandered over to a nearby park and they saw the pair sitting on a bench. "Hola" Ric said as they got close. He chuckled when he saw their shocked expressions, knowing they were probably still a little sore from the previous day's activities and even more surprised that Ric and Mateo remembered them. They explained the situation and wondered if the locals would be interested in fucking a porn star on video. Ric pulled his phone out and showed them a few of Rawson's pictures and a short video clip. He watched the guys look at each other and then smile. "OK, I need to send your pictures to him to make sure you match our descriptions. OK?" Ric said. Ric texted the pics over and a minute later got a reply "Oh fuck yeah. Sending Ari with the contracts. Where?" They were surprised when the locals read over the contracts rather than just signing them. The locals did seem concerned about the "unprotected sex" clause that told them that their partner(s) were untested, but in the end they signed and agreed with Ari about their expected payment. They looked at Ric for confirmation that the deal was good. "You can trust him" Ric told the locals. "Where do you want to film this?" the bearded guy asked. "How about where we did it yesterday?" Mateo asked. "Will it be safe? We won't get interrupted or reported there? Is it a public place?" Ari fired off. "It's a private alley. Behind my uncle's shop. We use it many times. There will be no problems" the clean shaven guy said. With a time set for a few hours later, Ric, Mateo and Ari got a ride back to the hotel. They filled Rawson in and suggested the scene to unfold like Ric and Mateo's shopping trip the day before, except Rawson was going to get the local's dicks. Ric, Mateo, and the cameraman took one taxi with the equipment, followed by Rawson and Ari in a second cab. They got to the alley and met the locals, Luis and Pablo, who were looking nervous. A gate was closed across the alley entrance that Ric didn't remember seeing the day before. The cameraman scoped out the area behind the building and smiled. "We need to hurry or the light will go to shit" he said. He finished getting set up and they started by getting a few shots of Rawson walking down the street with Luis and Pablo following him. Ric had the second camera and got a few shots of the locals plotting their moves and rubbing their crotches. Once they had the intro shots, it was time to film the real action. Ric handed both Luis and Pablo a dick pill. "Trust me, they may stop and start a few times and this will take care of you losing the mojo" he told them. He gave them a few tips on what to do and what to avoid and the locals looked happy that he was helping them out. When they restarted filming, the locals caught up to Rawson on the street, just before the alley and said "That's some nice gringo ass. Want to show it to us?" Rawson first looked surprised but a smile came over his face before they pushed past the gate, closing it behind them. Once behind the building hands groped over the three bodies and Rawson found himself kneeling with two uncut dicks in front of him. The blowjob was long and the cameraman got it from a couple different angles as Rawson moved between both hard dicks. Halfway through, Luis and Pablo pulled their shirts off and stood there only with sneakers and ball caps on. Ric wasn't sure that the pills were really needed, but they gave everyone confidence that the two cocks would stay hard. He could sense the locals were now both excited. "Are you always this quiet when you hookup with guys like this?" Ric asked during a quick break while some loud trucks drove down the street. He saw the two guys nod 'no' before a grin came over their faces. "Do what you normally do. Some Spanish and English would be good. Not too much, though" he said. Rawson looked up at him and smiled. They finished up the oral part and then had Rawson on his feet and turned around. He was no stranger to back alley sex and Rawson braced against the wall and spread his legs. Pablo, the bearded one, added some spit to Rawson's hole and worked it in quickly. Another gob of spit and he was pushing his hard, bare cock in. They had to reshoot the penetration since Pablo blocked the cameraman's view, but with a quick explanation from both Ric and Rawson the second take looked much better. Pablo covered Rawson's mouth before he shoved in harder and began to drill, just like Ric had done to him the day before. Ric grabbed a few more shots, one of Luis watching and stroking while his buddy fucked a porn star. Pablo started to pound faster and then suddenly pulled out. Luis was driving into Rawson's ass a second later. Ric now focused the camera on Pablo gently stroking while it was his turn to watch. They swapped again, this time both Luis and Pablo were more vocal, mostly in Spanish, calling Rawson a good slut along with several more demeaning comments. Once again, when Pablo started to get too close, he traded places with Luis. After they swapped again, Ric could tell they weren't going to last much longer. Pablo was the first to unload inside Rawson's hole, with Ric laying on his back aiming the camera up from below. Pablo tripped over Ric as he tried to make way for Luis and they did a quick re-shoot again. Ric also had to clean the camera lens from a drop of cum before they were able to continue with Luis' final fuck. The camera caught Luis' cock slipping inside the cum soaked hole and then he began to pound Rawson. He lasted only a few minutes before the orgasm took over. Once again, Ric had cum dripping down on to the camera as Luis pulled out. The cameraman took over and caught the battered hole leaking the local's seed. Mateo tossed the locals a pair of towels and then gave one to Rawson. "I hope it looked as good as it felt. You guys were great!" Rawson told Luis and Pablo. The cameraman nodded and Ric told them that they did a great job. Ric's phone buzzed and it was Ari. He read the message and walked out to the taxi that Ari had been waiting in. Ari asked how things went. "I think it went great. They looked nervous before the shoot, but it disappeared as soon as we started filming" Ric said. "Can I see the camera?" Ari asked and Ric handed it over. He watched some of Ric's footage and a smile came over his face. "Very nice. Here are the payments for them. Please tell them 'thank you' for me" Ari told Ric, passing him two envelopes and then the camera. Ric walked back to the alley and saw the group talking. "Are you happy with what you got?" Ric asked the cameraman. "Oh hell yeah. These guys were an awesome find" he told Ric. Ric walked over to Luis and Pablo who were talking to Mateo and Rawson in Spanish. Ric looked at Rawson and grinned, surprised at how well he could take part in the conversation. "Do you always try and fuck the tourists?" Mateo asked the locals. "Yes. It's easy. They all are looking for some local meat and leche. There must be a lot of... bottoms up north" Pablo said. Ric, Mateo and Rawson all nodded. "Ari says thanks for your good work. Here is your pay. I hope you had fun" Ric told the locals. He watched them open the envelopes and thumb through the bills. Both guys looked surprised and Ric remembered doing the same thing after he got paid for his first shoot. Ric got a big hug from both of them and they thanked him for giving them the chance to do the scene. The other four packed up the gear and said their goodbyes to Luis and Pablo before taking the taxis back to the hotel. "Meet downstairs at six in the bar" Rawson said to the group as they walked into the lobby. Ric and Mateo went to their room and were almost naked before the door was closed. The next hour was filled with grunts, groans and bodies slamming together. "Too bad Marco wasn't here to watch us rut like animals" Ric said as he laid there, his balls empty and his ass full of cum. Mateo laughed and looked at him, shaking his head. They showered and went down to the bar. They were sipping on their beers when Ari, Rawson and the cameraman joined them. Ric figured that they had worked while he and Mateo had played. "That might be the best scene of the three we did. I can't believe how good those guys looked. Thanks for finding them" Rawson said. "I thought it was going to be a waste of time, but they really surprised me. I wish some of the pros were that easy to work with" the cameraman said. "You got some great shots too, Ric. This is going to be so fuckin easy to edit together" Rawson said. They continued talking and drinking until they headed to the restaurant for dinner. Ric and Mateo ended up in the hotel club after dinner, dancing most of the night. While they got a few looks, most didn't seem to mind a couple gay guys dancing together. The group had a late breakfast before taking the shuttle to the airport. After take-off, Ric settled in, trying to take a nap when Rawson came up. "You really took control during that shoot. Your camera work is pretty good too. Have you ever thought about becoming a director? And not just for adult stuff, mainstream too. I think you'd be really good" he told Ric. "It might make a fun part time thing, but I don't really want to do it as a career" Ric replied. Rawson gave him a wink and headed back to his seat.

I met him almost two years ago and refused to let him fuck me because he insisted on fucking me raw. We talked for over a year, never acknowledging the constant refusals. He was hot, 6'4 blonde, with blue eyes and a nice big dick, but had a lifelong heart problem. Finally, I said fuck it at the beginning of the year and let him fuck me raw for the first time and never stopped until he died three weeks ago. I am lost without him right now. A couple of months ago he started saying he had never taken a cock in his ass and wanted me to breed him at some point, even though I'm very small. We simulated it a few times and he let me fuck him with my fingers the last few times but never got to put it in him. He needed me to be smooth and kind of fem when we first started fucking, which I did for him, even dressed, but in the end, he wanted me as a guy and would say don't shave your face and stuff like that. I've been approached a few times since he died, but can't even bare the thought of another guy's hands on me, even though I need it more than anything right now.

I love bareback of course. Ideally I’d do it with everyone but if a top insists I just let them use a condom. When I’m topping it’s a different story because I can’t stay hard with a condom. But I wouldn’t say no to a hot guy using me just because they want to use one. I know taking a load is super hot and probably the best part about sex but it’s still satisfying letting a man use your hole for pleasure. I don’t see the logic of saying no if someone wants to use a condom. Plus you can always save the condom for a treat later.

I don’t insist, but I am always quite straightforward that bare is preferred. I stopped carrying condoms with me long ago so that I can honestly say no when asked (very rarely anymore) if I have them. But I’m a service bottom. I was trained that I have a duty to take the cock when requested, and not to resist it. It is the prerogative of the Top to fuck as he pleases. In addition, I would never pressure a Top to play unsafe if he wished to safeguard his health - I applaud anyone who takes responsibility for his own actions.

I was surprised by Twinkle eyes calmness as he sat through lunch with my toxic poz load up his ass. His hubby moved close and touched me every opportunity he could create. They both secretly played footsy with me under the table. On the pretext of showing us pictures on his phone Twinkle eyes moved his chair between my hubby and me. Soon his hand was resting on my thigh and then moved up to rub my crotch. My cock hardened with the attention and I prayed my partner didn't notice. I volunteered to help with the dishes and Twinkle eyes took my hubby to the barn to see the lambs. They were no sooner out the door than the handsome partner was behind me again pushing against my ass. Difference this time was he was opening and dropping my trousers. His nice sized thick cock soon found my hole and pushed in easily with his partners cum already there for lube. I chose not to say anything about my status since he hadn't asked and his risk as a top was low. His raw cock felt great stretching my hole and he was quickly up to full force and piston speed fucking. I couldn't help but groan with pleasure and encouraged,"Oh yeah man, breed me." He was soon gasping for air as his boner twitched in my ass and pumped any remaining space full of cum. "Now I'm even with my cheating husband." He blurted. I should have held my tongue, but before I even thought I said, "Not quite, I bred his ass too." "Fuckin cheater! Then do me quickly, before they come back." "I can't, I'm poz man." "You fuckin pozzed my husband?" "I tried to tell him , awe ... um ... but yes ." "That fuckin cum slut! Do me fast before they get back. We might as well PEP together." He was guiding my raw cock into his hole. "You'll need lube or I'll really tear you up." He grabbed a gob of butter greasing my rod and his hole before backing onto me balls deep. "Fuckin hell, that hurts. " "I can pull out." "NO! You bloody well won't. Breed me like you did my husband." "But ..." "Shut the fuck up and pump me full of your poz cum." His husband came through the door just in time to hear this. "You guys better be fast, he just stepped around the barn to take a piss. This is so fuckin twisted and hot! Breed my man, poz his ass too." My man came through the door just as I was nutting. Shit. There was no hiding what had just transpired; but, we hastily pulled up our pants and everyone did their best to pretend nothing had just happened. Hasty farewells were exchanged, including Twinkle eyes slipping me his cell number. My hubby and I loaded in our car and headed down the road. I knew he wouldn't speak first so I apologized. "I've tried so hard to be discreet, sorry you saw that. " "Actually it was fuckin hot seeing you blast in that guy's ass. I told you, it doesn't bother me. I knew what happened in the barn with the artist. What kind of imbeciles do you think I am." "So you've known when I fuck around?" "I know when you are heading out for a hookup or heading into the city to the baths. And I've known you play bareback ever since I overheard that syphilis call from the health unit. I hope you are at least on PreP." "You're not jealous? You liked watching?" "Fuck yeah, it was very fuckin hot!" "So I don't need to be so discreet?" "Fuck no man. Like I said, I always know." "So did you want to join in?" "No fuckin way. I'm not having sex with you knowing the risks you take. But I'm happy to watch." "Wow. I never dreamed you'd be OK with this." "Just don't get knocked up with HIV you slutty jerk." "Um ... awe... it might be too late." "Fuck man, when did you find out?" "Um ... last week." "Holy fuck! So you just pozzed that guy?" I responded sheepishly, "Awe ... um ... um ... aw .. maybe both of them." "You fuckin idiot, what were you thinking?" "Um ... I wasn't... it just sorta happened. " "It just sorta happened? Your toxic raw cock just slipped up their asses and you didn't notice 'til you bred them? Both of them. Are you fuckin crazy?" "Aw... aw ... well maybe."

Paul is a bearded mature top, somewhat hairy and with a noticeable covid-19 belly. He is a natural hunter and can be insatiable when the sexual needs call. No sex in weeks had him feeling very frisky and he decided to hit the sauna. It does not visit it often but when he does, he likes to take his time, arouse by its sleazy atmosphere. He likes to walk around watching other men engaging in public hot action and finds pleasure observing the different chase and flirting dynamics that happen in there. The smells, the dark corners, the glory holes,... It was Thursday evening and it was not busy yet at the sauna. Paul was walking around, exploring before choosing his first prey. On one of this walks through a corridor, he finally saw something that caught his attention. A sexy stud, around 22 years old, coming his way. Muscular smooth body, friendly face, beautiful smile... "Wow! Look at this candy right here" thinks Paul. "He looks like a soldier or a fireman". The young man walked confidently passing by his side without even giving him a look. But that was not a deterrent for Paul's libido, that was already beginning to take control of him. He just came from that direction and knew that the corridor ended in a dark room with a sling in it, The room was empty at the moment though, so he stayed put waiting for him to return through the corridor. But after a couple of minutes waiting, it was clear that this hot fella was confortable waiting alone in the dark room so Paul decided to come in as well. It took a few moments for his eyes to adjust to the darker space but he found the young man exactly where he was wishing to find him. Lying on the sling with his legs up. He was delighted observing the view. It was a well rounded ass with some blondish bush of hair around the hole. "Uffff" - "Hi, good evening" said Paul friendly, approaching him slowly while the boy lifted his head to check on his visitor. - "Hey,.. good evening..... all good?" answered back. - "Oh sure, very good right now. I have not seen you here before but you look gorgeous. What's your name?" asked Paul. He was already standing close to his offering ass. - "Well, thank you. I'm Johnny. I' rarely come here, actually." The young man smile but his tone of voice was cold. - "Then I'm lucky that you decided to come today!". Paul then removed his towel letting his cock free. It was not hard yet but even then his size was considerable. He moved closer to him, getting his penis touching his buttchecks. - "Mmmm.... no... sorry" said Johnny rejecting his approach. - "No? why not? You don't want to get fucked?" asked Paul, not stepping back and now actively rubbing his penis around his hole teasing him. - "I don't.... you are not... I look for something else." he struggled to answer. - "Something else.... In what way?" - "Well, I'm sorry but I like younger men..... and I'm not much attracted to beards either to be honest. And certainly not like this, no unsafe sex with a stranger". - "Okay, okay. Clearly not a match. Message received. I won't bother you any longer" said Paul while leaving the room with certain disappointment. He continued with his search and found 2 other men that gave him proper blowjobs. But he did not manage to cum. He wanted a long fuck session that night and a blowjob would just not do it. He was also still thinking of Johnny and his lustful body, so 40 minutes after his first visit, he decided to check the sling room again. Johny was still laying on the sling. A few guys had entered the room in the meantime but already left and none had fucked him yet so he started to feel frustrated. - "How is it going?". It took a moment for Johny to link the voice to his owner. - "Oh... you. hey. Well... It's not my night, it seems. And this place seems less busy than before. But it's okay, I will be leaving soon" - "Yes, it is sort of empty. But it gets quite busy around 00:00 at night, when the bars start closing. And tomorrow is free day for most people, so I'm sure you can get then lots of attention." Answered Paul. He then started approaching him again. He wanted to see that body much closer. - "Oh, did not know that. I start working in a couple of hours, so I can never stay that late." - "I see. Are you sure then that you don't want me to please you with this so you don't leave empty handed" said the bear while grabbing his cock, that was getting thicker by the chat. - "Look. I'm trying to be polite here. Yes, I'll admit you have a nice cock but still I dont think that we play in the same league. I rather go home "empty handed" than having sex with you. Not a chance". His words were harsh but his tone was now complete different. Sarcastic. Playful. Paul noticed a possible opening. - "Well, you are a bit cocky but It's undeniable that you are incredibly atrractive. You play indeed in another league and I'm sure you are very popular among men. I must say though that I have many more years of experience and I have been rejected many times before. What the time has taught me is that it only takes a certain amount of subtances to make horny bottoms like you change their mind." - Subtances? You mean alcohol or weed? I've done stupid things while drunk but I really doubt I would give in even then. I'd let you try it though." said Johnny while laughing loudly. He was much more relaxed with Paul's presence by now. - "Okay! Let me try it then. But I was not thinking of alcohol. It's a horny powder called Tina. I have some in my locker and I could put a bit in your ass, if you like." - "Tina? It does not ring a bell. It's like extasy? I've heard from friends that it can get you quite horny." - "Yes... well.... it's actually different but still quite hot." - "Mmmmmn.... I don't know... I've been always curious to try stuff but not like this... I wouldn't give you sex in exchange." - I offer it to you without any compromise. Try it and if you still don't want me, I'll be the one leaving the place. Deal? Or are you scared of falling for me?" teased Paul sarcastically. - "Im not scared of anything! Just bring the damn thing and let's see. It seems there is not much else to do in this quiet place anyway." - "Great!! Please, lube your ass a bit while I pick it up". He then left the room but came back within a minute, carrying a little plastic bag, filled up with crystal shards. - "Okay. I'll put a bit of it in you. It may sting a bit, alright?" warned Paul. He then licked his finger and shoved it deep in the bag. It came out with crystals attached to it. It was way more quantity than he expected to use but he shove the finger in his lubed hole anyway. "It's a young strong boy, it will be fine". The finger slid in the hole with easiness. He then rubbed it through his inside wall. Then took it out and rubbed it also around the anus. Paul's cock was fully hard by now and sleazy thoughts started to rush in: "You are mine now, boy. This is is gonna be a very horny night" (To be continued)

I had looked through the online portfolios of all the artists in the tour to see if any had a gay erotic slant to their work. No luck. I'd just received disturbing blood test results the week before. We live in a rural area and I needed gay contact, at least a hot hookup to lift my mood. I wasn't ready to tell my partner who'd grown to be more like a critical brother than a lover over the years. Two of the portraits of male artists caught my eye. One looked Mexican, I love a dark skinned man,and this guy had a sweet looking face. The other had a cute boyish face and engaging twinkle in his eyes. They made it into my list of five stops. The oil paintings at our first stop were very bold, lots of layers and depth. Very good but nothing that grabbed and held my attention. Stop two were landscape watercolours, again technically excellent, but not my thing. Stop three was a farm house on a sheep ranch. Again watercolours, but this time of animals. At least in the first showroom. This was the guy whose promotion picture had the twinkle in his eyes. He greeted us on our arrival. 6 feet, slim, dressed in bluejeans and a simple white low cut v-neck t-shirt exposing a nicely muscled chest with a moderate whisp of dark hair. And his handsome face had those twinling eyes, which I hoped were communicating something about his sexual orientation. My partner and I had a great time chatting him up and our gaydars were firing at full tilt. He asked if we would like to see his more private collection and called his partner to watch the main exhibit as he showed us the way to the back closed in portch. Here beautifully displayed was the work I had been looking for when I researched this tour. Beautiful watercolours of handsome naked men, and groups of men engaging in orgies of sex. I noticed immediately there was no hint of condoms in these paintings, not even the obvious penetration depictions. My prick began to respond and I hoped he and my partner didn't notice. Well at least my partner. We hadn't had sex in years, agreed to an open relationship; but, mostly 'don't ask, don't tell'; which left me feeling like I was cheating to even use porn, let alone fuck around. Twinkle eyes clearly had noticed and increased the flirtatiousness of his banter especially toward me. Did I mention he subtlety touched his crotch? We talked about the art, Broadway plays, and sheep farming before he asked if I wanted to see the new batch of lambs out in the barn. 'He only had one extra pair of rubber boots, he could take my partner out after me if he wanted. ' Twinkle eyes and I were no sooner in the barn and his tongue was down my throat. When he pulled away his words raced out, "Give me a blow job, we don't have much time. " I deep throated his 6.5 inch dick and sucked with everything I had. He moaned and one of his hands was making it's way under my belt. I loosened my belt and opened my jeans. "Comando. As I expected when I first saw your bulge grow." , as he pushed a finger in my hole. "Fuck, I need this hole. Condoms are in the house but you don't need those do you. " as he released his boner from my mouth. "No, never use them!" I spat. " You tested lately?" Him spinning and bending me. "Yup" me And his hard raw cock had already penetrated my hole. He fucked me like there'd be no tomorrow, and soon blasted deep into my ass. Before I could say "Hey you " he was feltching the load and snowballing to me. " Lube my ass" he slurpped. I swallowed his cum, no hardship for me, and said "Not a good idea." As he was lining my cock up with his ass, "You tested lately." As my raw dick head penetrated his ring, "I'm positive." His hot ass felt amazing as he pushed on deeper. I'm not a great top and as often happens my ball sack was already unloading painting the walls of his gut. "Sorry man, sorry!" "Fuck yeah man, did you cum? Plunge and dump? I love it we need to get back inside." "OK, you must be on PreP?" "I live in the country, I rarely get a chance to get fucked. Why would I be on PreP?" "You just took my unmedicated poz load up your ass. I said I was tested recently, you didn't ask the result." We were back at the portch door so he turned and pseudo whispered, "Fuck man, you might have just pozzed me?" "I tried to warn you. You better get to an emergency ward fast, they can treat you. " "Fuck man." We proceeded into the portch to find our partners deep in conversation about cooking. Conversation continued quite naturally and comfortably for some time 'til his dark handsome husband invited us to stay for lunch. My hubby jumped at this and we moved to the kitchen. Twinkle eyes led the way, followed by my hubby. I was next followed by his partner. I felt him grab my hips, push his crotch into me as he nibbled on my ear and whispered, "No fooling me, I can smell the cum in your ass. My turn next."

Had a an attack of uncontrollable laughing while being fucked last night. Visited my current and he was really horny and desperate to get off. I gave him oral and he shot a nice load, which I greedily swallowed, in less than three minutes. He was still really horny and started fucking me almost straight away. I was on my back as he pounded away. He'd been thrusting away for ten minutes with a determined look on his face, desperate to cum again. Sweat was dripping off his for head and his face was very red. For some reason, never happened before, the whole thing just seemed hilarious. I started laughing and eventually so did he. We both collapsed on the bed. I think is was a mixture of the look on his face and realisation that he was trying so hard to cum but it wasn't happening. Woke up this morning and we made up for it though. He deposited a nice load inside me before he went off to work.

Absolutely. Love being in the dark room and getting the thrill of someone rubbing their finger across my hole before I lean over and feel them enter me. Shame my bf doesn't know how much a slut I am so I don't get opportunities to go and collect loads often

BB only for me. I advertise online as such, and I've sent guys away who showed up at my hotel expecting to use condoms.

I've never used condoms and don't plan to start doing so. Part of the thrill is knowing I'm going to take his cum in my ass

The nice thing about most apps is you can see if the guy wants safe/condoms or not, so you can ignore them or not message them. It gets trickier on apps like Kik where that information isn't there. I find most guys assume bare or will mention upfront they want to cum in your ass or want you to cum in their ass. Some are upfront they want safe and I'll tell them they can pull out to cum or put one on when they get close, or that I'll do the same, but most guys who want it safe stick to it as they're not on prep, have GF/BF, don't want STDs and I get that. If the guy is really hot I'll let him fuck me with a condom, but honestly it's not appealing or fun for me. I really want the load and feel like I'm getting shortchanged. Admittedly sometimes I just wanna get fucked and don't care if its wrapped or raw. But if I'm topping that's a deal breaker. I only top raw.

I can understand their reluctance to allow parties. It's shared accommodation, the walls are thin and ultimately they are operating a business so keeping all their guests happy and coming back again is in their best interests. You'd hate to fly into town from a long flight feeling jet lagged and needing rest with 8 guys making a ruckus in the next room till the wee hours. One other thing to consider when inviting random trade from a hookup app around is things can and have got broken or gone missing. Not just fixtures of the gatehouse but also the possessions of other guests. In such an instance you would have to wear all responsibility and associated costs. Not only that but there have been instances of people inviting random seemingly harmless trade around that end up turning violent or severely impaired by drugs/alcohol. There have been instances in the past of ambulances and police being called. For these reasons every time I stay at the gatehouse I only ever invite people I know or people that have been vouched for by friends. Make your arrangements in advance. Last time I stayed there a mate was scrolling on Grindr for guys late at night. I said to him "you're rolling the dice hoping to find a decent root randomly lurking around the neighborhood at 3am on a Sunday morning. Anyone worthwhile has either already found a hookup or gone to bed". He agreed with me. Plus I'm here what am I chopped liver?1? He jumped into the sling and gave him a thorough fisting. It was a great night! And this concludes my public service announcement LOL

Mine (2)

LOVE being a faggot and correct those that use 'proper' crap like LGBTRFGBJJGFDWGB+++++. Geez, just HATE that crap and those that use it or correct those that do not. "Faggot' easily defuses any possible hate as there is nowhere further to go. 'Gay' is fine, too, as a simple and easy place to describe me, but faggot really explains what I am and what I like to do and what you are invited to do to me, straight of gay. Life is so simple when the bullshit is stripped away.

I agree with @DeviantLust and @RawPlug. In Australia, it's very unusual for anyone to suggest a condom. Earlier this year, a hot bottom asked me to use a condom at a sauna. I said that wasn't for me and started to leave. He pleaded with me and in the end I convinced him to take it raw. (He was a good bottom and I blew a big load that he seemed to enjoy fingering in deeper afterwards 😉 ) If I'm at a sauna, sex club or beat, I'll always pass if a guy insists on a condom, not matter how hot he is. If it's a planned hookup, I'll check he wants to swap loads. It's pretty clear from my profiles anyways!

This past weekend was Pride weekend in Atlanta. So I felt obligated to offer my slut ass up, especially for the out of town boys. I went to my favorite gay club Friday night that also has a darkroom. I lubed up my slut hole and headed in wearing a pair of pink lace panties showing my ass cheeks, crop top, chain collar and arm sleeves. I looked and felt real slutty, had a couple drinks, shaked my ass on the dance floor before heading to the darkroom. Didn’t take long before guys started taking turns fucking and breeding my cumdump hole. I sort of have a reputation there and collected 6 loads before leaving for the sex club. My ass is pretty well known at the sex club as someone who takes all cocks and loads. I was already filled with 6 loads and seeking more guys to fuck and breed me! I went to the darkroom and climbed onto the fuck horse and spread my ass apart exposing my sloppy hole. I ended up taking 10 more cocks and a collection of toxic, bugged filled loads in my charged up slut hole 💦☣️🦂😈!! My ass was totally wrecked but felt awesome. Can’t wait to do it again!

i'm feel sorry for Your loss. Personally, i do not think sex is ever 'just sex.' i think any and every time a Man leaves His seed in me, has pleasure penetrating me, a part of Him remains inside of me and a puts His permanent signature on me. His signature may be tiny, and in the corner of my soul, but it is there. It may eventually become obscured by all the other signatures, but His mark is still there. i think it's some kind of wonderful that you eulogize this important and valuable Man in this community.

i too state my preference, but won't turn a Top down who wants to use my hole. i will ask Him to remove the condom after and insert His seed into my hole. i've only ever had to do that a few times, but the Guys i've asked to do that get turned on by the idea and it's sort of like a second fuck. i have yet to find a Top who was not turned on by the idea of seeding a bottom, more a fear of catching an STD to overcome. i of course want Him to shoot His seed directly into me from His cock, but i'll take Him pushing His seed in with His fingers vs nothing at all.

For me it doesn't really matter. I prefer raw. Sometimes when they use condoms, the fuck last a lot longer so more fun!

Its a great feeling ...awesome knowing and feeling my big gaping gash of a mancunt, which stay loose and opens even more, at the slightest touch

it's really cool to see. CAn't wait til I'm a foot or more out so guys can fuck and fist my ruined rectum outside my body.

isn't it awesome My hole is a long gash/slit now and I love how loose i stay.

i have started prolapsing about 3 inches out of me. How is the pumping working and which pump are you using?

Mine (1). Top here, couldn't care less about my bottom's dick-size 🙂

Pretty much happened that way with me, actually (will tell you more later at a more opportune moment) ...

Love this pic. If my wrists aren't restrained while I'm in the sling, they automatically either go around the top's waist as I try to get him deeper inside me, they're running up and down my top's body, they're pulling and twisting someone's nipples, or they are extended and waiting for another slam. They NEVER go to my own cock (and I tend to forget that I have one, unless my top wants to suck my parTied up T-dick.

Thank you, I am enjoying writing them will have the next chapter in a couple days.

Latino twink cumdump Austin downtown i felt the cum deep in his ass, he was so loose and wet. I’m sure if fucked loaded guys before at sex clubs but this was mt first official cumdump (sniffies)

It's quite an important distinction laughing WITH someone while having sex as opposed to laughing AT someone while having sex! I have found that I have a deeper connection with those guys I can laugh with. The sex ends up being THAT much better because of it and I can relax and enjoy it fully. They're usually the ones that become friends after.

i think it's a sign of a good connection when you can laugh with a guy while having sex. Actually, i think it's a healthy sign when we can laugh at our self, and when we reach a place where we can do that with another.

Thanks for your comments, guys. A new chapter cumming soon.

Days Inn in ATL. It was a door open/face down/ ass up type of arrangement, 3 regulars (the kind where we know each other's phone numbers for a "you free RN?" text, but not names and no mutual friends. All poz, black, very well hung. 1 has been dropping a weekly load in me for 10 years. 2 just walked in as someone else was walking out... no idea who they were... probably just sitting in the parking lot watching to see who had men in and out... that hotel is a known cumdump spot. The rest were from Grindr/BBRTS/sniffies, a4a 2 came back for a repeat

One load today. Horseshoe Bend Park. One car already parked when I arrived and I saw the man stepping back into his car but didn’t leave. I began walking to the park and he followed me to the toilet cubicle. Glory hole had been boarded up, so I stood at the urinal. He came in and immediately pulled my pants down, turned me around, and I began sucking on his cock. He lifted me off the ground, turned me around, slid his dick inside me, pumped hard and fast. Very aggressive and dominant—my favourite. Made me suck his dick two more times in between fucking before he finally came inside me. I pulled my pants up and we both leave our separate ways.

Teen cock and cum is the best. I’d have let him bareback me too, no questions

Surprise Chapter! Since writing from Dominic and Jay's perspectives, I started thinking of writing from Peter's perspective, specifically what happened between him and Lewis. Every time I think about it, it changes, so I'm getting it out once and for all. Since I haven't written this before, there are no parts I can skip over because you've already read them like in Dominic and Jay's chapters. Because of that, I'm splitting Peter's perspective chapters into 2 parts. Part 1 now. Part 2 in a few days. I hope you find them enjoyable. Just be aware that Peter isn't fucking bare yet, so there will be condom use in part 2. Sorry. Just remember that the next time we see Peter and Lewis together after these two parts, there won't be any condoms allowed. I guarantee it. ________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Chapter 19: Peter wants Lewis (part 1) “Don’t forget about your test next Tuesday,” I called to my students as they scrambled to leave the classroom. I sat at my desk and watched as they left, finding my eyes focused on several of the male students. I shook my head, clearing my thoughts. You can’t do this, Peter, I thought. You know it’s wrong. It wasn’t an age thing. All these students were 18, just at the limit of legal, but it was still wrong. Firstly, I was married. My right hand played with the ring on my left hand, spinning it around my finger as I watched the last male student leave, admiring his ass in his tight jeans. Stop, Peter. You can’t do this. I shut my eyes and tried to clear my mind of the impure thoughts. I’m married to a woman. I’m a good Christian man. I’m a good teacher. Who am I kidding? I'm a total... “Mr. Flanagan?” My eyes flew open and found Lewis Berg standing in the doorway. Lewis was one of my students in third period history, but he was also on the basketball team which I coached. I also knew Lewis from church where I had known him since he was just a kid. At times, I forgot how old some of these students had become, growing up before my eyes, becoming men. “Lewis. What’s up?” “I just wanted to know if I could talk to you for a second?” “Sure.” I watched as he entered the room, taking a seat in one of the front desks. Lewis was of average height, close to my own. He was one of the shorter guys on the team, but he was fast. While some of the taller guys allowed their height to be their source of power, Lewis worked out his body to make up for the deficit. I’d seen him routinely use the school gym and even caught sight of him at the gym I attended from time to time. I would be lying if I said I hadn’t stolen extra seconds admiring his work on his body. He was strong, evident from his thick arms in his basketball jersey. Even then, I found myself admiring the man he had become, a man that I wanted to… “What’s up?” “Well,” he said, looking around himself, clearly embarrassed. “It’s about my girlfriend, Becca.” “What about her?” I asked. I knew Becca. Among the school, she was considered a bit of an entitled bitch. She seemed the type expecting everyone to treat her like a princess, which I refused to do. I also knew that Lewis was only the most recent guy she was dating, having gone through several in the past. How Lewis had matched up with her, I didn’t know. Then again, looking him over, I could see what she saw in him. “Well, this is embarrassing,” he said. “Lewis,” I said, looking him straight in the eye. “You can tell me. Think of me not as Mr. Flanagan the teacher or Coach Flanagan. Think of me as Peter Flanagan from church. Tell me what’s wrong.” He sighed, nodding. “Becca and I have been dating for a few months, and I really like her, but, she says she wants to break up with me.” “Why is that?” “That’s the problem,” he said. “She wants to have sex, and I told her I wouldn’t.” “I see,” I said. “Didn’t she know that you were waiting till marriage?” A part of me laughed at this, knowing full well that many men who say they’re waiting till marriage don’t. Hell, I didn’t wait till marriage. I couldn’t manage to keep my cock under control when I was this kid’s age. If it wasn’t in my hand, I was desperately trying to find something to shove it into. At that age, I’d managed to be content with pussy. But now… “She says if I really love her, that it shouldn’t matter,” he said. “I see. Well, Lewis, you already know what I’m going to say. I also know what your parents will say if you do what Becca wants.” “I know,” he said, hanging his head. “Not to mention what would happen if you got her pregnant.” I thought of my own wife and our troubles conceiving. I started imagining my seed, plentiful, growing inside of... “They’d kill me,” he said. “I just really like her.” “Lewis, the choice is yours,” I told him. “I think, in the end, you’ll do the right thing.” “Thanks, Mr. Flanagan.” Lewis said, standing up and reaching to shake my hand. I started to stand but felt my pants tenting, so I sat back down, stretching to shake his hand. Fuck, even his handshake was strong, causing my tenting to grow taller. “I’ll see you at practice.” “Sounds good,” he said. I don’t know when I started wearing the extra tight jockstrap to practices, but it was the only thing that managed to keep my raging boner under control. I kept it in my office near the gym, a small area the school allotted me. Before every practice I would go to my office, strip down, pull on the tight jockstrap, and put everything back on again. The fabric crushed my balls, but it kept my dick from running wild and exposing the fact that I… It was difficult not admiring the young men as they ran up and down the court, sweating, their muscles catching the light in the gym. I never looked at anyone underage, of course, but there was something about the young men who were about to leave high school and enter the tough world that caused my dick to swell. Throughout practice, I caught myself watching Lewis more than anyone else. He was a talented player, working hard to keep the team moving. He was a natural leader. He’d be a strong, capable man one day. Fuck, I thought, watching as he did a layup, his tufts of armpit hair sticking out, covered in sweat. I wanted Lewis so bad. After practice, the guys hit the showers and I had to resist the urge to watch them. I went to my office and sat at my desk, pulling my pants down and grabbing hold of my raging boner. I just need to cum, I thought, starting to jerk off. That’s all. My wife and I hadn’t fucked in forever, my hyperspermia seen as a gross genetic deformity in her eyes. I knew I was going to have a huge mess to clean up once I was done, but I had no choice. I had to rid myself of these thoughts, the thoughts a lack of sex had left me with. My balls were full, needing release, especially for a man like me. I was a man left with nothing to use other than my right hand for physical pleasures, though I desperately wanted to shove my dick as hard as I could deep inside of… “Mr. Flanagan?” Lewis opened my office door just as I started cumming, ropes of cum shooting out and hitting the top of my desk, dripping down over my shoes and my pants and underwear which were around my ankles. Thank God there was a front to my desk or Lewis would have seen a geyser erupting. “Lewis,” I said, still in the middle of my orgasm. I moved forward toward my desk, hiding the fact that I was naked from the waist down. I tried to control my face as waves of pleasure shook my body. Seeing his face, seeing his body clothed in nothing but a towel, caused my orgasm to go into overdrive. I felt as if I wanted to pass out from the pleasure. “I just wanted to say thanks for talking to me today,” he said. “You’re right. I know what I’ve got to tell Becca.” “Happy to help,” I said, stifling a moan. Lewis closed the door, unaware of having just caught me in an orgasm which had his name written all over it. I fell back into my chair, my dick hitting the bottom of my desk where my cum was dripping down all over my legs. I took time to catch my breath. Fuck, I thought. That was too close. My wife fell asleep before I did, allowing me the opportunity to slip out of bed. I went down to the basement/my office and booted up my computer. I went online and looked up pictures from the school’s website, finding every picture I could of Lewis from our recent games. Even they weren’t enough. I logged onto Facebook and found his profile. He and his family had gone to Florida over Christmas break, giving me dozens of photos of him on the beach. If the pictures of his dad were any indicator of what Lewis would eventually look like, I knew his smooth body would soon be growing a thick pelt of hair. Even his dad was turning me on, a bull of a man himself. I grabbed a pillow and folded it in half, shoving my dick inside, staring at the photos of Lewis as I pumped in and out. I thought of him running on the court, covered in sweat, skin glowing from the workout. I thought of him standing in my doorway, nothing but a towel around his waist, unaware that, at that moment, my cock was erupting cum in an orgasm that he had caused. I thought of him alone in the locker room showers, his naked body mine for the taking. I'd walk in, wrap my arms around his body, one hand on his dick while the other covered his mouth. I'd thrust my dick up inside him and... “Fuck,” I said, dropping the pillow and jerking my dick. “It’s all for you, Lewis. It’s all for you.” I closed my eyes as I started cumming, my muscles tight, balls pulling up into my body to unload what would be buckets of cum. For a second, I couldn’t breathe, my mouth open wide, my mind screaming his name. As I came down from my orgasm high, I looked at my computer screen and found it coated in cum, Lewis’s face smiling behind my dripping seed. “Well,” I said, wiping the sweat from my forehead, “I guess that computer is ruined.” Lewis was missing from practice which was unlike him. I asked one of the other players if they knew where he was. “Don’t think he’s coming,” he told me. “His girlfriend broke up with him. I think he’s devastated.” The guy smiled, clearly thinking of the available pussy now free to fuck. The guys finished practice and showered as I returned to my office. I felt bad for ruining Lewis’ relationship, but another realization made me feel even worse. If he wasn’t willing to fuck his girlfriend, there was no way he’d be willing to… “Mr. Flanagan,” a voice called from the closed door. It opened, revealing Lewis outside. His eyes looked a bit red from crying, but I could tell that he was trying to be tough. “Hey, Lewis,” I said, motioning him to step inside. “I’m sorry for missing practice,” he said, closing the door. “I just couldn’t make it today. You see—” “It’s alright, Lewis,” I told him. “I already know what happened.” “You know that I didn’t… well, you know.” I nodded. “I just feel terrible,” he told me. “I mean, I’m glad I told her no, but now I’m feeling like shit.” Lewis’ eyes got wide at the word. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to say that.” “It’s alright, Lewis,” I said, standing up and walking around to the other side of my desk, leaning back on the surface. “I get it. You will feel like shit. That’s how it is when it comes to relationships. You get your heart broken.” “Did that ever happen to you?” “Plenty of times,” I said, thinking back to the first guy I had wanted to kiss, to be with, to… “It’s just so unfair,” he said. “Everyone else gets to have sex, but I can’t." "Have you talked to your dad about it?" I asked, thinking back to the shirtless pictures I had seen of him the night before. I started to imagine being sandwiched between them, by the tight jockstrap pushed my dick down, causing me to wince. "He said I did the right thing," Lewis told me. "But he also said that becase I'm upset about it, that I must be depraved, lusting after sinful things." "You're an eighteen-year-old man," I told him. "That's just what it's like at that age. Let me tell you something, it never goes away." "Really?" I nodded. "Not to bring you down, but, as a man, you aren't thinking with this head," I said, pointing to my face, "as much as you are with this one," I said, pointing at my crotch. It had been a risky statement, but I saw a small smile turn Lewis's lips. "They all think I’m some kind of freak.” "Who?" "The guys on the team," he said. "Becca's been telling everyone that I'm a virgin and that I'm pathetic. Everyone is laughing at me." “No, they aren't.” “No one is going to want me,” Lewis said, his eyes growing red again as he fought back tears. “I’m going to die a virgin.” “No, you won’t,” I said, standing up and reaching out to him, pulling him into a hug. Our chests were pressed together and I could feel his heart racing as he tried to manage his breathing. He felt warm against me, warmer than anyone I’d ever been near. “You’ll find someone who loves you,” I told him, his emotions calming, his face pressed against my shoulder. I could smell his skin, his hair, the cologne he wore. He smelled manly, young and strong. “Someone who wants to be with you, who… wants every part of you. Someone who… needs to have you close to them, held tight, in their arms.” My arms tightened around him, his body growing closer to mine. His breathing slowed. “Someone who… wants to feel your body—” Lewis pushed away from me, his red eyes narrowed and looking me over. I took a step forward, but he stepped back. “Lewis, I—” He ran out of my office, leaving me alone and now petrified for my life. Fuck! What if he tells someone? I’ll lose my job. Tell them it was all a mistake. He's overly emotional. He misunderstood. He didn’t though. I wanted him. For years I’ve kept this part of me a secret, lying to everyone I know, to my wife most of all, and now, the first person I start to open up to, and this is what happens. I turned to my desk and slammed my fists down on top, yelling. My heart was racing as tears filled my eyes. My life was over. “Mr. Flanagan…” My heart stopped. I turned slowly, finding Lewis in the doorway. “Lewis,” I said, trying to compose myself. He stepped inside. “Lewis, I’m sorry. I think that we… I mean, I think that…” He continued to walk toward me until he was standing in front of me, staring into my eyes. His were blue... a clear, vibrant blue. “Lewis, I—” Lewis grabbed the back of my head and pulled us together, locking us into a kiss which sent my mind racing. ___________________________________________________________________________________________________ Part 2 coming soon. And FYI guys, I'm trying to be careful here as I'm trying to stress that there is nothing going on between an adult and someone underage. Every depiction of Lewis seen in a sexual manner is from after he turned 18 (memories, pictures, whatever). I just want to be clear. There is no sexualizing of minors in this piece or any other piece I've written or will write.

Chapter 13 The Kid’s cock was swinging under him dripping out precum again. The Guy aske the Kid if he was ready for the Gift, the Kid said “ Yes please, make it go deep “. The guy said “ No Problem slut “. The Guy pulled back one last time and then slammed into the Kids waiting cunt. The top was yelling with the intensity of his climax. One guy was low and behind so he could see and video the action and you could actually see the Tops Sack contacting with each volley of cum that was being shot into the Kid. The cum shot went on for over a minute before you could tell that the Top was about empty. They knew the Kid got a big load in his guts. The Guy said “ I am sending my babies not your fertile cunt “ . After he was done he stood still and said “ Just one more thing Kid “. With that he cut loose a warm flood of tainted piss into the Kid, washing the Cum deeper. The Kid felt the spreading warmth and said “ That feels great, keep it coming “. The warmth seemed to spread into his stomach and the Kid was enjoying it. Any chem piss that had not been absorbed was being permanently pushed into areas that would never come out and the only way to get that out would be to absorb it. the Toxic cum that was just deposited in the Kid went just as deep. No one knew for sure if the Piss had any Chems in it or not, but at this point it didn’t matter, the Kid was spun and was on the make for any cum from anyone. The Married guy was enjoying the show in front of him. He thought that this was way better than any porn he has seen. There was a heat radiating from his hips and he was really enjoying the new feeling he was getting. His cock was alive, and his ass seemed to be in control of his body. What it wanted it was going to get. He was grinding down on what he thought was a finger up his ass. The guy sucking on the Married guys cock was enjoying the transformation an the flow of cum and what he thought might have been some piss mixed in it. Another guy walked up and held a cock in front of the Married guy’s face and asked him if he wanted to suck on it. The Married guy hesitated for a few seconds. He never thought about sucking cock, but then again he never thought about taking a real cock up his ass and he had done that at while ago. The heat in his groin was taking control and he opened his mouth to say something but the guy abruptly pushed the head of his cock in the Married guy’s mouth. It tasted awful and he wanted to take it put but the guy had grabbed the Marred Guy’s head and forced him to keep it in. After a couple minutes the taste wasn’t so bad and he was starting to suck on it. What he didn’t realize was that this was the cock that was in his ass a short time ago. He got the cock out of his mouth to say that he had never sucked a cock before. The guy said “ we’ll see how you do then “. He had gotten blow jobs in the past from women, and he tried to mimic what he liked the best. The guy said “ You’re not bad at this for the first time you sucked a cock, in fact your doing pretty good “. The Married guy took this as a complement. He never thought he would ever suck a cock, let e lone get a compliment on it. The Guy pulled away and told him to lick his balls. He did what the guy wanted and licked and sucked his nuts the way he ad it done to him in the past. He stared to reach around to finger the guy’s hole when he felt a tongue on his ass. It felt really good, but it intensified the craving that he was feeling back there. His cock was tingling like never before and he reached for it to play. He was shocked when he finally felt it and it was so small it was almost not there. It had shrunk to a size of a peanut. He couldn’t understand that. The tongue left the married guys hold and it felt like that part of him was going to explode. The voice behind him said “ Hold Still “. He felt a cool metallic feeling at the entrance to his ass.

[PART 2] Johny's first reaction to the booty bump did not take long: - "What the fuck, man? It burns! it's burning my hole!" - "Relax. It does burn a bit, true. But only for a short time. Believe me." Paul tried to calm him down. - "I hope so, cause this is not cool. Also, I do not feel hornier at all." - "Well, it is not like poppers. It will take a while to run into your body. I'll go have a drink at the bar and will come back in 15 minutes". - "As far as I am aware, you can as well not come back at all". Answered Johny in a nasty tone. Paul walked to the lockers. He grabbed a Kamagra pill and head to the bar. It was not everyday that he managed to get such a hot man and he was willing to dedicate him his whole night. There was a huge football match happening in town and a 3 day weekend was ahead, so he knew the sauna would be quite busy, meaning things could get really raunchy. Just what he needed that night. After having a beer, he headed back one more time to the sling room. He found Johnny already in a very different mood. He was playing with his cock while pinching one of his nipples. - "So, how are you feeling". Asked Paul, while he approached the sling. - "I.... I don't know...". - "You don't know? It seems to me like you are already having a good time". Answered Paul, while he started pinching his other nipple. - "My head is buzzing... i'm having horny ideas... and I feel heat in..." - "In here?" interrupted Paul, and he started fingering the boy's ass. It was still lubed and indeed quite warm. - "Hmmmmm." moaned Johny. "ufff.... i love that. It feels nice". - "It does. Isn't it?" smiled Paul. Seeing that boy giving in to the Tina was giving him a total hardon. His cock was now much thicker and shone with precum. Johny had already noticed and could not take his eyes off of that dick. - "Do you still want me to leave, boy?" - "No. No, no.... please. Stay. You were right.. this stuff does work... put a condon on and fuck me. I really want it." He surprised himself when he realized what he just said. - "Not yet, boy. You've played hard to get and now it's my turn to play too. I'll tease your hole." Paul took out his finger and instead he started rubbing his leaking cock around the boy's hole. With some small pushes testing its resistance. "I don't need to ask you if you like this. Your cock is giving you away". Said Paul with a devilish smile. Johnny knew it was undeniable. He was totally hard, so there was no room for bluffing. Every minute that passed he was feeling more defenseless, and that cock was driving him crazy with that rythmic movement.... until he felt it trying to enter inside him. - "Hey! Do not put it in. I told you to..." - "I did not push it in. It's your ass that is getting looser. It is opening to receive my cock" Johhny quickly realized it was true. Every time he would shortly lower his guard and stop tightening his anus, the cock would go a bit deeper. Paul had no rush, he knew the time was on his side. And In a slow but unstopable process, Johny could only accept inch by inch that bare cock going all the way in. - "Hmmmm that's it baby. Your hole feels amazing!" said Paul when he noticed that his cock was fully in. The haunter was satisfied. The prey was caugth and It was time to devour it. - "I still think we should do it safe..." said Johnny with very low conviction at this point. - "I'm afraid that boat has already sailed. I do not use condoms anyway. Men are meant to fuck raw. Don't tell me it does not feel better, slut?" - "Slut?" That name caught him off guard, but he did not react on it. He could only confess his feelings at this point: - "Yes.... I fucking love it. Don't stop". The thick cock from Paul was finally settled in and he started fucking him at a slow rythm. "We have all night" thought for himself. The hole was feeling tight and did not want to spoil the fun so quickly by cumming accidentally. Johnny started moaning loudly out of pure pleasure. He was not even touching his cock anymore but mainly playing with his nipples. His thoughts were running wild "It's true... Im feeling so slutty! I did not expect this at all. And yet it feels so good. It feels so right. God, I'm losing myself! What am I doing? " (To be continued)

Chapter 7 The handler smiled and thought to himself. The Gatorade was dosed with G and it would be working on the Kid. With that and the Shard he got shoved in his ass, He figured the Kid was his for the night, and he had plans for the night with this Kid After the Kid drank the Gatorade the one guy bent the Kid over and pushed his cock back up the Kid’s sloppy spun ass. For a second he thought he could feel the shard in the Kids ass but wasn’t sure. The T and G must have been starting to work on the Kid because he was actively pushing back on the guy’s cock trying to get more in him. Every time the cock bottomed out in the Kid the Kid would grunt. In between the Kid was moaning like a Saturday night whore. His heat was demanding more and bigger up his pussy which by now was creating it’s own natural lube. All the Kid knew was that his ass was on fire, and he needed more and bigger stuff up his ass. In the heat he stared remembering the time at the bath when Horse was going in him and how much it hurt, in a good way, and how full he felt and in a prevented way and wishing he could get him back up into his ass. The guy fucking him said “ This Kid is trying to get my nuts in his ass also. He is really hot”. His handler said “ Yeah, I should do all right tonight “. About that time a couple guys came down the path and walked over to the handler and asked if this was the kid that was advertised. The Handler simply said “ Yes, want a ride” ? The guys said yes at the same time. The guy fucking the Kid started plowing the Kid hard. Everyone knew that it wouldn’t be long until the Kid got another load in him. The guy grabbed the Kid’s hips and pulled him close and sated shooting rope after rope of hot cum up the Kid’s over heated ass. He held it in for a couple minutes letting it soak in the kid. His cock softened and popped out. The Kid hade a strange sigh when he felt some of the cum dripping out of his hole and down his inner thigh. The two guys had give the handler some bills and walked over to the Kid. The Kid was confused but he didn’t have long to ponder what was going to happen. One of the Guys pulled the Kid’s head down and pushed his cock in the Kid’s mouth. He Kid was bet over tasting a nasty dirty cock that was going in his mouth and trying to get into his throat. The Kid could taste dried cum and something else on the cock. He wasn’t sure what it was. The other guy got behind the Kid and stared rubbing the fat mushroom head of his cock against the sloppy ass of the Kid. The guy pulled the Kid’s hips back and the cock opened his ass and started gong up inside him. It was a bit Biggert hat the last one and felt really good. With the pulling of his hips the cock in his mouth almost pulled out. The guy in front of the Kid felt this and grabbed the Kid’s shoulder and pulled him back on his cock. The Kid noticed that the cock in his ass pulled part of the way out with this motion. He was concentrating on this and was trying to get it back up in his ass. He was hornier that ever and wanted the cock back in him. He hadn’t realized that the cock in his throat was now deep in his mouth. The guys balls were bouncing on his chin. He was starting to choke then the guy behind him pulled him back again, impaling the Kid on his shaft. They got in a rhythm and started moving the kid back and forth. The Kid was grunting and hoking a little but he was not enjoying this a lot. The motion wasn’t fast but soon the kid got into the action and stared rocking on his own. The guys slowed the pace and stopped. They them switched positions and the guy came from behind the Kid and shoved his cock in the Kid’s mouth and ordered him to shuck it clean. The cock had remnants of the shard, cum and the Kid’s ass juices on it. the other guy shoved his cock up the Kid’s ass. The Kid made a noise but no one cold make it out. The guys smiled at each other knowing that this was going to be a long night for this Kid. The guys watching the Kid and Commented “ This Kid is now getting spit-roasted and he takes it ATM”. The Motion made it looked like the Kid had one cock that was going the length of his body and he was getting slid on the man pole. You could tell the Kid was loving every bit of this.

Size isn't the crucial component, skill is that component of a hot fuck. If a guy has a 10 incher he doesn't know how to use, then so what if it's 10 inches or 5? Conversely, if a guy has a 5 incher that he uses skillfully, to it's very best advantage, then he's delivered a hotter fuck than the horse that doesn't know how to use what he's got in the first place. The mark of a truly dedicated Breeder is in the skills he's learned.

Had the same experience, teeny tiny dick, tons of pre-cum and huge load. Loved it! Would love to blow him again.

All well put! Having a couple of trusted fuck buddies there is great, but 20 guys off the street ain't a good idea.

Chapter 4: The Lesson Plan The next morning I was awakened by my roommate eating my ass. I knew it would be to my benefit to sleep naked, and I typically sleep on my stomach. As I said before he has the most talented, and long tongue that had ever been in my ass. Most guys just lick around your hole, but he put 2 of his fingers in mine, and stuck his tongue in and began fucking my ass with it. I now know it is his talent, and not just because I was sucking my old roomie the first time he rimmed me. This was going to be an amazing semester. Not only did he have a beautiful 9 inch cock, but a set of low hangers that would slap my ass while he was pounding it. I didn't want him to stop eating my add, yet i begged him to breed me which he happily obliged. He showed no mercy at first by burying his cock to the base, but after that he varied his rhythm from gentle to jack rabbit. He fucked me for about 30 minutes before unloading deep in me. He stayed inside me hard for a few minutes, then ate his load from my ass and swapped it with me. We put on a pot of coffee and went outside for a smoke. To my amazement, my old roommate was also outside smoking a cigarette. This was the first time that I had seen him smoke, although he knew that I did. He saw the surprised look on my face and just said this year would be an entire new start for him. And besides he was a bit nervous about our first lesson that afternoon. My roommate asked if he had studied any last night, and he said some, but had to wait until he heard his roommate snoring to do so. He then asked what today's lesson would be, and we just said we still had to plan it. We instructed him to be at our room at one, and bring the borrowed toy and lube with him. He said he was excited, and then my roommate grabbed his crotch, and said he could tell. He reminded him not to blow his load before. We then left, while the old roomie stayed and lit up another ciggy. We got back to the room, and got completely naked and started working on our lesson. We debated on how far we should go. We both agreed we start off slow with some oral. The old roomie was able to take my cock to the base, but my new roomie had 3 inches more. We decided to see just how far he could go with my roomie. We then discussed fucking. The old roomie was anxious to feel a cock in his ass yesterday, so was pretty sure he'd want it again. My roomie suggested that I breed my old roomie first, as like with the bj, the old roomie would likely be able to handle it. I explained it was rare for me to top, but I would. My roommate reminded me that he was also planning to make me more versatile, and he wanted to see my skills as a top first. We agreed that we should also introduce him to poppers before my roomie fuckt him. Not only would it relax his tight pucker, it would relax him overall. I asked my roommate how deep he was going to fuck him. He said he'd play it by ear, but had hoped to get his cock in all the way. He continued by saying that he would take it easy, and if the old roomy agreed, we should do a video of him getting fuckt. No faces, just his cock penetrating his virgin hole. I loved the idea, and said I was pretty sure he'd agree to it. By now we were both getting hard, and I told my roomie to suck my cock, to which he obliged. Once I was ready to cum, I pulled my cock from his mouth, and shot a huge load on his face. He seemed pissed that I didn't shoot down his throat, but a smile came across his cum covered face as I pushed my man seed into his mouth with my cock. When his face was clean, we locked lips in a passionate kiss. We then just sat side by side holding each other. He got up and poured us a drink of whisky, saying we should drink to what was going to be an amazing semester. After the first of several drinks, my roomie asked me if I had considered joining the "fuckternity" on campus. I just laughed and told him I knew about it, but I was an essential newbie to the gay scene. He said, oh tell me. I said I would at some point, but if I did now, we'd end up fucking and I wanted us to save up for the afternoon. He said it must be fucking HOT, and agreed. I asked him if he had thought about joining the fucktetrnity and he said yes, but he really didn't have the money to. He said je was saving up some money, and would likely do so next year. He continued by saying he also hoped to live in the house. He said that he knew a few guys in the house, and that it was always like a big party there. He said that they had a play room in the basement, and recently had to add a third sling, as the other 2 were constantly in use. Thoughts of my dad's dungeon popped into my head! I suggested that he bring the subject up to my old roomie, and he agreed. He said he would be a perfect pledge, and so would I. He said that most of the guys there are highly experienced, but as one of his friends told him, they love finding inexperienced guys to join their Brotherhood. He continued by saying that he would put in a word for the both of us with his friends there if we decided to pledge. He added that his friends there were mostly bottoms, and he'd fuck them to convince them. I asked if he knew what the process to join was. He explained that "rush" was coming up soon, and it was by invite only. You were told to show up at a certain time and place, wearing something hot. He said his friend told him there was no real sex that night, but heavy drinking, and some stroking to porn, which was mostly of home made movies of guys in the house. I laughed and told him about my homophobic father and how he suggested I join a fraternity to meet girls! He just laughed, and said he knew of one sissy slut there that liked to dress up as a girl, and said he guessed that would have to do! Time flew, and although we told my old roomie to come at 1, he eagerly showed up at 12:30. We invited him in and told him to get naked with us. He quickly obliged. We could tell he was excited as his hard cock popped from his sexy underwear. We decided to pour a drink, and talk some first. We figured it would be best to relax him some first with some alcohol. After the first drink, we poured another, and my old roomie begged for the lesson to begin. My roomie asked him what he was most interested in learning. He eagerly said everything. He said he really enjoyed our first session together, and wanted to take it further. He looked at me and said he hoped that I wasn't shocked. He continued by saying that last year he really was afraid to do more than Jack with me. I told him I felt the same way. He then said although he was bummed that we weren't roomies this year, it seems like it was for the best as my new roomie knew the ropes, and was willing to break us in! I agreed with him. Now that I look back at it, playing a virgin was the hardest role play I'd ever done. If only my old roomie knew what a slut i really was! My roonmie just sarcastically said awww, how romantic. Now lock your lips like you are lovers. My old roomie grabbed my head, and locked on my lips, shoving his tongue in my mouth. My roomie said it looks like it's time for the first lesson to begin! Next Up: Lesson One.

Mine started at 14 but it was not much. When I moved to NYC I had it was Permanently removed, so I'm hairless from the neck down

Yeah, I’m a bug chaser. It didn’t take me long into my bareback bottomhood to realize that the thrill of sex increased exponentially if there was a danger element involved. So I started doing it with married men. In public places. With the partners of friends of mine. And eventually with Poz men. I must admit that the whole Poz thing really turned me on. At first I was kind of freaked out about how I got off on the idea of playing roulette with my health, but once you experience that thrill of living on the edge and letting a Poz guy stay in you when he cums... well. It’s all over from there. But this was the mid 90’s and dating/hookup apps didn’t really exist yet. And Poz guys weren’t really to be found on AOL and gay.com. At least not where I lived in middle America. What we did have in my community, though, was a small AIDS hospice. Okay, okay. I know how this sounds. Pretty sick, right? A young guy trolling an AIDS hospice for Poz cock? Preying on gay men in the last stages of life?? But that’s exactly what I did. And very successfully too, I might add. I was in my mid-20’s back then. I was decently attractive with a sort of “golly gee” innocent charm about me (that totally hid my pervy side). And I had a good ass. Total bubble butt. I mean, from the age of twelve I knew I was built to be a bottom. Anyway, I applied to be a volunteer at the hospice. I said I would love to come read to the guys or talk or just keep them company. I could come by in the evenings and on weekends when I wasn’t working. AIDS still had a strong stigma back then, so having a young gay such as myself willing to volunteer was a bit of a novelty. I was snapped up quickly. Now, don’t go thinking that I immediately started going down on and raping all the men in hospice— because I didn’t. I actually did read to them and chat and keep them company, as I had volunteered to do. But I was also developing relationships and sussing out which men might be up for some unprotected sex with an eager, 20-something bottom slut. Eventually I found Ken. Ken was in the later stages of his illness. He was still handsome, in a way, but pretty gaunt. Blonde. Sharp Blue eyes. Mustachioed. He was one that I read to on a consistent basis. But we also talked and developed a decent friendship. Once we were fairly comfortable with each other, I asked him about his past. Like, did he have a partner ever? Did he used to have lots of sex? Did he know how he became infected? Did he used to go to bath houses or anything? He smiled slyly at me and opened up about being quite promiscuous in his day. “How promiscuous?” I prompted. Which is when he started regaling me with tales of sex parties, orgies, back rooms of dance clubs, bookstores, and yes— bath houses. He’d done them all. “And I really liked it,” he said wistfully. “I just really liked sex.” In subsequent visits I prodded him for more and more details, always saying things like “Life is so different now— this doesn’t happen. Back then it was so much more... exciting.” To which he’d agree. He didn’t know how he’d become infected, but it was several years ago now- probably in the later 80’s. He laughed and confided, “Yeah, I was stupid back then. I figured since I was a top, I was immune. That only bottoms got infected. Whoops.” Hearing this I asked if he only ever topped. He shrugged. “I tried bottoming a couple times— didn’t really enjoy it. Besides, once guys saw my dick I sort of automatically became the top.” “That big, huh? You poor thing! You must have been very popular!” I laughed. “How else do you think I wound up in this bed?” He chuckled. From there, I started steering our conversations into more sexual waters. Like did he miss sex? When was the last time he had some ass, etc. He looked at me wistfully and said he hadn’t had any since a year before hospice and that he did miss it. “With all the ass I’ve had, you think I’d be satiated, but I’m not. You always want more,” He said quietly. “Yeah, I know.” I told him. “I’m such a slut for big cock, I can never get enough of it.” Then I winked at him. He actually blushed. That was as far as I pushed it for awhile, letting the seed I’d planted in his mind to germinate a little. Plus, I needed to be sure about what I was going to do and then prepare my next steps. After a couple more “innocent” visits to Ken, I was ready to take it to the next level. This time, for my reading material, I brought some gay erotica. I started reading it aloud, as I would have our other book. After it became apparent what I was reading, he stopped me. “This is a bit of a departure from our usual,” He said hesitantly. “Yeah, I know. But I wanted to mix it up. And given some of our conversations I thought you might like this change of pace.” And I kept reading. As I read, I looked over occasionally and could see him fidgeting a bit and shifting around. I also saw him casually put his hands in his lap to mask his growing erection. I smiled at this and kept on reading. It was a particularly vivid account of a young bottom going to the baths and getting bred by stud after stud- cum leaking out of his chute. After the account of the fourth load from a particularly randy well-hung black stud I put down the magazine and said, “Hmm. You don’t have to be shy. Let that boner be free, it’s ok. We’re both gay, and I got one too.” The chair I was reading in faced him so I shifted my legs so he could see my crotch. I saw him eye my bulge hungrily although he did blush again. But he also moved his hands for me. Holy fucking tent. “Damn Ken, you DO Have a big one, don’t you?” I said breathlessly. I could see the sheet moving slightly as his pulse made his dick jump. “Can I... can I see it? Just a peek. Please??” He looked toward the door and hesitated, and I looked him squarely in the eye and said please again. Slowly he lifted the edge of the sheet and freed his impressive cock. “Ohhh. My.” I exhaled. His Dick was beautiful. It had to be 9 inches at least. It was one of those cocks where the head wasn’t huge and flared— just behind the rim of the head his shaft grew in girth until it reached its widest point about 1/3 of the way down the shaft. Then it tapered slightly to the base. It also arced proudly out from his groin, like the weight of the end of it pulled it slightly downward. And below it all were a nice pair of low hangers, just resting on the mattress. “Damn, you are blessed aren’t you?” I whispered in awe. “Sometimes I think it was a curse,” he said. “Like, if I had an average dick maybe I wouldn’t be sick right now.” “Maybe,” I said matter of factly. “But do you really think having a smaller cock would have changed your sex drive though? I mean, I know big dick guys who have no libido at all, and small dick guys who jack off 10 times a day. All I know is that you seem to have been sexually insatiable and probably would have found a way to have tons of sex, with or without that monster.” This talk was making him lose his hard on, so I quickly said, “Hey. How about you tell ME an erotic story. Like from your bathhouse days. Don’t be a lazy bitch and entertain ME for a change.” I smiled. “Surely you must have a hot tale of a favorite fuck to share.” He smiled back slowly and said, “Oh yeah. I have a few good ones. How about I tell you about the young marine?” “Sounds good to me! Let’s hear it,” i urged. “So this was at the bath house, oh many years ago now. I was there one night and in the sling room was this young, muscle-stud. He had a ‘friend’ who was guarding the entry and whoring him out. Several guys were peering in and and watching the action so I asked the ‘friend’ what what was going on. Turns out this little muscle stud was a Marine, had just turned 21 and wanted his own 21 gun salute. The friend was helping to line up good Dick and to make sure things didn’t get out of control. So far the kid was up to 11 loads and #12 sounded like he was getting close. So I asked if I could take a turn and flashed my dick at the friend. The friend smiled and said “you’re up next”.” “Oh damn, man,” I said. “This is my total fantasy! Sorry for doing this but....” I then unfastened my pants and pulled out my throbbing cock. Ken watched me do it and made no protestations. After watching me slow stroke a few times he went back to his story. “So I hear #12 finish up— loudly. And as soon as he left the room, I walked in. The kid was fucking hot. Exactly what you’d think of when you think US Marine. Tan. Well muscled. Lanky. Buzz cut dark hair. Even the dog tags laying between his pecs. His legs were slightly furry as was his ass. The kid looked up at me and his eyes were totally blown- probably on something. Or it could have been that sex haze. Anyway, I walked up to his face so he could get a look at my cock and his eyes got real big! And then his mouth opened... So I fucked his mouth to get myself good and hard. He was choking and gagging on my cock, but also just moaning like a bitch in heat. It didn’t take me long before I was raging hard. Like I am now.” I looked back at his cock and he was back at full mast and throbbing. I scored my chair right up next to his bed so he was within reach. I think Ken knew what I was thinking, but he didn’t stop me. “Go on...” I urged. “So, I pull out of his mouth and moved to position. I look down and can see a trickle of cum leaking out his ass, as well as a good puddle on the floor. I can’t believe I’m saying this but— I bent down and scooped up some floor spunk and slathered it on my Dick. Then I pushed into him. This boy was so used and so full of cum, I really didn’t need the extra lube, but the idea was hot to me. I pushed in pretty easily to a point, then met with resistance as I got to his second ring. So I took my time and slow-stroked him with just enough Dick so I was teasing his second ring. It felt so... WHOA!” It was at this point in his story when I reached over and grabbed his cock. It startled him. “Whaaa what are you doing?” He asked in a shaky voice. “I’m helping you out, man. You need this. And I want to do this. I wanna make you cum as you finish this story.” His breath was shaky and shallow, but I kept my hand on that impressive cock and jacked it slowly. His eyes half closed and he swallowed thickly. And I knew I had him. “So, you were fucking him slowly, right up to that second ring....” I promoted. His eyes close... “Yeah. Um. So I start to tease deeper. I slow push into him and get my head up in his second ring and you would think the marine is storming Iwo Jima from the noises he starts making. I pull out and slow push in again. And again. And again. Eventually this marine is grunting and Ooo Rah’ing and taking it like a goddamn champ. So I really start giving it to him. Hard. The sling chains are singing and my groin is totally covered in cum spatter as all the other loads are being fucked out of him and deeper into him. He’s going cum crazy and bucking into me to take all I can give. I look back at the door and like 5 guys are watching us fuck. I know I can’t hold out much longer and thankfully I don’t have to. Suddenly the kid cries out and I see cum shooting from his Dick all over his chest and belly. I can feel his ass spasming around my cock and that’s about all she wrote. I ram it it hard, as deep as I can, and I flood his fucking slut marine guts. He’s whimpering and moaning and I and I am so turned on that I keep cumming and cumming and... AGGGH.” Ken’s cum shoots in a perfect arc from his Dick and spatters the sheets. The next spurts drip down my hand and onto his balls. When his orgasm subsided, I got up, put my hard cock away, and got him a wash cloth. I then cleaned up the mess. “Looks like someone had been saving up quite a load,” I said with a grin. Ken couldn’t meet my eyes. I think he felt embarrassed or something. I covered him with a sheet and patted his leg. “Dude, that was incredibly hot and I regret nothing. In fact, I hope we can do this again.” Ken didn’t say anything, but.. was that a tiny nod? After that, I would pepper in my visits with some erotic reading, and it would end with Ken telling me of one of his escapades while I jacked him. It was definitely hot- but time to take it to the next level. About a month after our first JO encounter, I started a more frank discussion with him involving his status. “So, did you still have as much sex after you became positive or did it kind of stop after that.” He grew quiet and didn’t answer for a time. “It stopped… for awhile.” he sighed. “But sex is hard to give up. Did you switch to condoms then?” I inquired. “Mostly…?” he whispered. “Bareback sex is even harder to give up, isn’t it? It’s ok, trust me I get it. You can tell me. I’m not here to judge you- we’re friends.” This seemed to open Ken up a bit. “When I was diagnosed, I sort of… shut down. I withdrew and basically stopped all sex cold turkey. I wasn’t partnered at the time, so I didn’t have to worry about that pressure. Heck, I didn’t even jack off. I just sort of became a sexual zombie. Eventually I was finding myself checking out guys again. Getting horny. Getting those ‘inconvenient boners’ during the day. I started jacking again. And then I got the urge to fuck again. I tried some hookups where I used condoms, but … they didn’t work out so well. I just couldn’t stay hard being all gloved up, and I would end up disappointing the bottom. So I kind of gave up the idea of sex again. Until…” he trailed off. “You fucked a guy bareback and gave him your poz load.” I said. Ken looked up at me with a startled look on his face. “Yeah. I mean no. I mean, I didn’t really mean to, but… it just sort of happened.” “It’s okay Ken. We’re sexual beings and you must have been insanely horny. So, this was your first time fucking bare as an HIV positive man— and I gather that you liked it. Tell me about it?” It looked like he was struggling with something internally. His face contorted a bit and he wouldn’t look at me. So I grabbed his hand and held it for awhile and we sat in silence for a few minutes. “I’m worried what you’ll think of me, but…. “ “I was so damn horny. It had been almost a year since my diagnosis and no real sex. I was going out of my mind. One afternoon I found myself on autopilot and sort of ‘came to’ when I was standing outside my favorite old adult bookstore. I went in and paid my 5 bucks and headed to the back. It wasn’t very crowded and honestly I didn’t even know what I was doing there. I didn’t know what I wanted but I knew I needed to get off. Maybe jack off watching others? Maybe a BJ? I didn’t know. I wandered around for a few and noticed that the glory hole booths were busy. There were these two particular booths that had a decent sized glory hole. I noticed a few lurkers hanging in this area, so I figured some guy was giving BJ’s. So I leaned up against the wall to watch. It wasn’t long before one door opened and this hispanic construction worker came out and was fastening up his pants. He headed for the exit and one of the other lurkers took his place in the empty booth. It wasn’t long before we could hear some groans and movement noises coming from these booths. And the booths, being flimsy plywood, were kind of shaking a bit. So it became apparent that more than just a BJ going on. I look over and the other guy has his fly open and is jacking a pretty decent piece of uncut meat…. “ By now Ken was hard, the retelling had him excited. So I reached over pulled back the sheet and took him in hand, as usual. He flinched a little, but let it happen. He still wouldn’t look at me though, his head was facing the other way out the window as he remembered. “So the guy in booth 1 cums loudly and the booth rocking stops. About a minute later, he comes out with a big smile on his face and heads for the exit. Now there are just two of us ‘lurkers’, and we look at each other. The other guy is older, kind of hard to tell his age really. Maybe 60? Looks a bit… sick… you know? Probably similar to how I look now And I knew. I KNEW he was poz. And yet there he was, jacking his cock at the book store…. He raised his eyebrows at me as if asking if I was heading in or not? I shook my head, and he walked into the empty booth. He didn’t close the door. So I found myself slowly walking up and watching. The old guy fed his dick through the hole and started moaning as I heard the wet sounds of a hungry mouth going to town on his cock. ‘Fuck yeah, suck it faggot,’ he whispers harshly. In my head I know this guy is poz and he’s just letting this guy suck him. In my head I’m really conflicted, but I can’t look away. And I’m… really turned on. Soon the wet sucking noises stop and I hear that unmistakable click noise of lube bottle being opened. I know what’s going to happen and again I’m watching it all go down and not saying anything. The old guy moans and I know the guy on the other side of the wall just sheathed that uncut cock in his ass. The booth starts moving slowly and I can hear the wet sound of ass fucking. My cock is so hard at this point it’s like it wants to tear a hole in my pants to get out.” In my hand, Ken’s cock is mirroring his cock in the story. He’s wickedly hard as he’s retelling this and I just keep jacking him. I stop just long enough to spit on my hand and go back. Ken makes a small noise in his throat, then goes back to his story. “The old guy starts really fucking into this dude’s ass through the glory hole. I’m basically in the booth with him at this point, my face close to the glory hole so I can see his cock going in and out of this ass. I can tell he’s getting close by his wheezing, when suddenly he stiffens up and grunts a few times and I know. I know his load, his… sickness… is shooting into the ass on the other side of the wall. I feel like I should say something. I feel like I should have stopped it before it got this far. But I didn’t. I just watched it all happen while my cock betrayed me in my pants. And I kept watching as the old guy slowly pulled out of the ass with a wet plop. Yup. Definitely no condom on that. He zips up and pats my shoulder. ‘It’s worth it,’ he says. And he exits the booth, leaving me alone in there. I see a finger extend into the glory hole from the other side. The international symbol for ‘stick your dick through, i’m waiting’. At this point I’m basically beyond the point of no return, so I close the booth door and open my pants. I hear the appreciative “DAMN” from the other side of the wall an I know he’s eyeballing my cock through the hole. He sticks his finger through again and motions to me. And before I know it, i’m feeding my dick through the hole. It was all I could do not to cum when I felt his mouth around my dick. It had been so damn long! I let him suck me for awhile, then I felt him pull off. Felt him apply the lube to my dick. I knew this was my chance to pull back… to stop. But I … I didn’t. And then I felt him slowly push his ass back onto my dick. The warm, wet heat enveloped me and I almost cried it felt so good! But I also was so conflicted— I was in this ass raw. And even though I’m pretty sure the previous guy just left a toxic load in there, that wasn’t me. Or was it? All I know is that fucking ass without a condom felt so damn good. I’m so turned on that I know I won’t last much longer. This guy is slamming his ass back onto my dick and fucking himself with it and I’m just standing there pressed against the booth wall letting him. I felt the orgasm building in my balls. I knew I was close. I knew I could pull out and spray all over the booth floor. I knew all this… and I let him keep fucking onto me. I needed the release. I needed to fuck. And then… it happened. I was cumming in him. I was in a post orgasmic haze— barely remember pulling out and zipping up. After a minute or two I stumbled out of the booth just as the other guy was coming out of his. We looked at each other. The guy was in his mid 40’s. Handsome. Dressed in suit pants, white shirt, and a tie. And had a wedding ring on. He saw me see it, and he just shrugged and smiled. ‘Thanks for that!’ he says. After that monster, I’m done.’ And he turned and was out the exit.” Ken paused here in his story and I still jacked his cock. I don’t know what prompted me to push, but I did. “That must have been a shock. Seeing that you just put your dirty load into a guy with a wife and kids, huh? Especially for your first time raw fucking as a poz man. I bet you felt sick about it… and turned on, too.” Ken finally looked at me. “Yeah. At first I was angry. I was all “You stupid fucker! You know you shouldn’t fuck without a condom! You have a wife!” “But it was hot because he WAS married and he WAS careless. Which made it all the hotter. Plus he’d taken god knows how many other loads that day. At least 3. Breeding married men is aways the holy grail… right?” I said all while jacking Ken’s cock more quickly. Ken’s eyes were boring into me. “Fuck yes. Stupid married men, thinking with their dicks … and asses. It’s almost like they’re asking for it. Asking to be caught.” “Asking to be infected,” I whispered. “Getting what they deserve,” he says. “Which is what made it easier the next time, and the next time, and the next time…giving all those stupid fuckers your toxic seed. How many did you fuck and fill, Ken?” That’s when I took his cock into my mouth and started sucking him while I still jacked. “Oh jesus,” Ken moaned quietly and I felt his hand come to the back of my head. I finally had his monster cock in my mouth and I lovingly sucked it and worked the head with my tongue. “Shit, I’m gonna…” Ken managed and he struggled to pull away. But I just gripped his cock and kept my mouth planted right where it was. Spurt after spurt of bitter, salty cum filled my mouth, but I swallowed it greedily. I kept him in my mouth until his cock started to soften- the last dribbles of semen pearling onto my tongue. Ken’s hand was still resting on the back of my head. When I finally released him from my mouth, he said “You shouldn’t have done that. I shouldn’t have done that. I’m really sick, man.” He looked away from me sheepishly. “Ken, you know that the risk of transmission orally is very small. Also, I’ve been wanting to do that for months.” I tell him. He looked at me, with a bit of sadness in his eyes. “I’m going to let you in on a secret,” I tell him as we look at each other. “I’m not a nice boy who volunteers at an AIDS hospice and secretly pines for a boyfriend and two dogs and a house in the burbs. No. I’m a naughty boy. Sometimes I have anonymous sex. I don’t always fuck with a condom. I let guys cum inside me. Sometimes even if I don’t know their status. And sometimes…” I see something flicker across his gaze. “Even when I DO know their status.” “I love taking those loads best of all.” And I winked at him. A couple weeks later, I was back at Ken’s bedside for our reading time. But tonight was going to be different. Tonight was the night. I was going to get his cock and load inside me— unless he had a sudden attack of conscience and wouldn’t let me. I had come prepared. I had cleaned out thoroughly, prelubed my hole, and had lube and poppers in my backpack. I was also wearing a pair of gym shorts that I had cut strategically in the back for access. I pulled out the erotic fiction from his nightstand and read a good story to get Ken in the mood. It worked like always and soon he was tenting up that bedsheet. I put down the magazine. “So, tonight I thought maybe we’d do something different,” say. I see him look at me quizzically. “I thought perhaps I’d tell you one of my stories instead? Something… naughty.” Ken licked his lips and nodded approval. “So, there’s this guy I was hot for. Older than me, but handsome. Blonde— like you. Blue eyes, too. We chatted for a long time before I finally got up the courage to make a move on him.” I reached over and grabbed his throbbing cock. “We did some minor stuff— just hand jobs and blow jobs mostly. Turns out the guy is fucking hung like a racehorse! Fucking jackpot! I seriously can’t get enough of his big dick,” I said while jacking him. Ken’s eyes look black as his pupils are complete dilated as he watches me. “I mean, I love sucking that big fucker,” I said as I bent down to suck on Ken’s cock for awhile. “But I need more, you know? I’m a slutty bottom that craves big cock. And if this awesome guy won’t give me his, then I’ll just go to a bookstore and take some random strangers through a glory hole— you know?” Ken’s breath is coming faster now as I continue to suck him a bit. “So one night, I make my move and try to get this guy to FINALLY put it in me already! Only that’s when he springs it on me. He’s HIV positive. He doesn’t like fucking with condoms and he doesn’t want to risk infecting me, so he doesn’t want to fuck me.” I look at Ken as I pause in my story. “So I started sucking his cock and I tell him that I don’t care. That I want him to fuck me bare. That I want to— no, NEED to feel him cum inside me. I tell him I’ve let other men fuck me bare and some of them have probably been poz too. Heck, I might even be infected now and I may not know it. I’m so slutty and careless it’s almost like I DESERVE to get it, you know? Just another stupid bottom thinking with his hole. And whether he fucks me or not, nothing is gonna change this.” I feel Ken’s cock twitch and jump in my hand as I say all this. I then casually reach into my back pack and get out the lube and poppers. Ken’s breath hitches in his chest. I open the lube and start slathering his massive member. Ken’s eyes don’t leave mine. “So, this guy finally relents. I lube him up, open my shorts, lube my hole a bit, then get on top of him,” i say as I climbing onto his bed and mimicking all the actions coming out of my mouth, “and take a massive hit of poppers because I know I’m gonna need them.” I hit the poppers hard. “And then I slowly— finally— lowered myself onto him,” I whispered. It was like being torn open. Even with the poppers, Ken’s cock was huge. Easily the biggest I’d ever taken in my life to that point. It was the thick part just past the head that was the trick. I had to pull off, relube him, hit more poppers and slowly inch my way through that thick part as my hole burned in protest. Then there was a ‘pop’ as that thick spot suddenly breached my hole, and it got easier. I slid all the way down. Ken hissed as I hilted myself onto his dick. His hands found my hips. “The guy’s cock was massive, but I’d wanted it for so long inside me that I took it like a champ. And then I started riding him slowly. I wanted him to feel every inch of my insides and know that I wanted him there.” I rode Ken slowly up and down, getting myself used to his dick. Occasionally I stopped for poppers. “This guy had told me stories about his past… how much ass he’d fucked. I just hope mine would live up to the others. And, truth be told, I loved the fact that his dick had been in so many guys and it was finally my turn.” “I know this guy said he was conflicted about fucking me, but his raging hardon said otherwise. He loved it. And I know that in his secret heart of hearts, that he loved breeding guys with his poz seed. He loved fucking bare and dumping his toxic DNA into as many asses as would take it. Breeding all these guys who would never ask for a condom. Never ask about status. Just take whatever load in their cumhungry cunts. I know he didn’t like to admit it to himself and he probably felt ashamed for doing it. And even more ashamed for being so goddamn turned on by the idea that he’s infected dozens, if not hundreds of guys by now.” “Yeaaaaaah,” Ken moaned quietly as I continued to ride him. “I told this guy that it was ok. I understood. We all had that biological urge to procreate, and this was our way. Making sure a little bit of us lived on in others. And I told him I was a willing vessel. In fact, I wanted him to cum in me. I wanted it to be HIS cum that infected me. I didn’t want to be like he was and not know where the virus came from. I wanted the moment to be memorable. I wanted to KNOW. And I wanted him to know that he was the one.” I was riding the full length of Ken at this point. I had opened up to where his cock was plunging into my second ring on each thrust and I was leaking precum into my gym shorts with every bounce on his cock. Ken was helping guide me as he grabbed my hips. “Do it Ken. Cum in me! Fill me! I want you to be the one! Please??? Be the one who knocks me up!” Ken’s eyes flicked open and he grabbed my hips hard as he thrust up into me. His cock was buried well up into my second ring when I felt the pulses. The throbs. The wet heat. Ken’s AIDS cum was shooting so deep into me that I knew it would take. And I filled my gym shorts with my own seed as I spontaneously came from the knowledge that I was taking a living part of Ken and continuing the line. Ken shuddered and we stayed welded together until his cock had softened enough to easily come out of my ass. As I pulled off of him I bent down and kissed him lightly on the lips. “Thank you,” I whispered. I got off the bed, grabbed a wash cloth and started to clean him off. There was a little blood on the rag after I washed off his dick. He saw it and his eyes got big and I could see him wondering if he had hurt me. “Dude, you have a massive cock- the biggest that’s ever been in me. I was expecting this. Maybe next time I’ll be a bit more loosened up.” And I smiled at him as I went to the wash room to clean myself up. Ken and I fucked a few more times, but it wasn’t long before his health took a turn and before I knew it, he was gone. At least I got to be by his side when he left this world; for that I’m grateful. And yes, I did get sick after our fuck sessions. Sure enough, I had caught the ‘fuck flu’. Testing confirmed it. Given the timing, I knew it was Ken’s doing. And I was grateful for that ,too. I kept volunteering at the hospice after that. I mean, it wasn’t like Ken was the only guy I spent time with during my visits, but Ken was the only one I had cultivated a fuck relationship with. Until Mark. One evening I was visiting Mark and as I was preparing to read to him he stopped me. “Um, I was wondering if you could maybe read this tonight instead,” he asked. He pulled out the magazine of erotic fiction that I had given Ken for our sessions, and he handed it to me. I smiled. “Uh, Ken said that you would read to him out of this and it was very, um… stimulating. I was hoping that maybe we could do the same?” Yes Mark. I was positive that we could do the same.

It is not that I wouldn't do this but I have never gotten the opportunity for it to happen. I would like to be a urinal for a large group. On my knees in a tub or something and guys (or girls if present) could piss on me or in my mouth or ass. I would be there as long as needed and I am sure eventually covered in piss inside and out.