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While Paul's thick cock was thrusting into his hole, Johhny was going through an existential crisis. He held the safe sex rule for years as a dogma, that he only broke for a boyfriend he had at highscool. And in a few minutes this nasty guy has shattered it to pieces. The tingling sensation was travelling his whole body by now, making him feeling ecstatic and horny beyond anything he had experienced before. "This motherfucker drugged me to take advantage of me. He knew this would happen! But if I am aware of it... why am I not stopping it? why does it feel so right?" All his moaning did not go unnoticed. After a while being fucked, Johnny opened his eyes and he saw another figure in the room. "How long has he been there?". It was a young blond guy that came lure by the noises.. Athletic but not too tall, with a tatoo on his chest. He has snorting poppers and playing with his cock while watching the scene from a certain distance. Since that moment, Johnny could not take his eyes of him. He had experienced the pleasure of being watched while being fucked at the sling in the past, but this time it was hitting in a different way. He was feeling really sleazy and was dying to suck that cock. The intense staring apparently worked as the newcomer decided to move closer to them. He started pinching his nipple, freeing Johnny's hand that went directly to take care of the new cock. "Niiiice" he said looking a Paul and taking another hit of poppers. Both smiled at each other. Paul was in heaven fucking that hole. So nice that he was struggling to maintain a rythm that would not make him cum so rapidly. No, he has decided that he would dedicate that boy the whole night. There was plenty of time ahead and the Kamagra would ensure him hours of enjoyment for his hard cock. And things were only getting better for him. Yes, he loved inducing drugs on young men to have it his way, but what he loved the most was seeing them used by other men. So having an extra guest was more than welcome. The three of them continued at it for a while. Johnny had unsuccesfully tried to suck his cock a few times because the sling was too high. His mouth was filled instead with the visitor's tongue that he willingly received. From there, the young mouth slowly travelled to his nipples, abs, and finally his erected cock. He had neglected his cock till that very moment and felt an electric shock when he felt those lips wrapping around it. His cock sensitivy was completely enhanced and the blowjob was driving him crazy. Both the feeling of the bare cock fucking his hole and that mouth going up and down on his shaft quickly became too much to handle. "oh fuck! i'm going to cum. I'm cumming" he moaned. The 3 paused for a moment . A big cum load came out like a fountain over his chest, neck and face. - "wow, that is some load, man". The 3 of them laughed. - "Now, it's my turn" said the tatooed boy. His attention went then to Johnny's ass where he moved his hand only to find Paul's cock still deep buried in it. Feeling that cock going in and out was getting him completely horned up. He was touching Paul's dick checking for a possible condom rim. As if Paul had guessed his intentions, he took his cock out to allow a full inspection. "Hmmmmm. raw" said after confirming it. Both tops smiled; nothing more needed to be discussed. Paul took the poppers and moved away, giving him access to the slut, who was still recovering from the orgasm. The young man rapidly placed his bare cock on Johnny's hole. But he did not found it welcoming as he expected but really tight instead. Having shot his load, Johnny's horniness had decreased and he was experiencing a temporary spike of common sense and dignity. Not giving up, the young man went on his knees to rim Johnny's ass in an attempt to getting him compliant again. Johnny looked at Paul almost as if he was asking for help to get out of that situation. The sheep begging to the wolf. Paul leaned over Johnny's head and whispered on his ear: - "Relax boy... You are doing it very well. Don't spoil the fun now" -"But..." - "sshhhh" Paul silenced him. "No buts. Don't fight your desires. You know you want it. You know it feels good. Just let it happen, my slut". The tone was calm but dominant. That was the very moment where Johnny finally gave up. The little control he had regained was gone. The sleaziness engulfed him completely and he let his ass loose again feeling a tongue rushing in inmediately. - "Take some of this. It will help you take the right decision." concluded Paul placing the poppers bottle under his nose. 4 hits of poppers later he was ready for more bare cock, that entered him without any resistance. The hard fuck continued rythmically for a little while. Paul was having a great time encouraging him: "That's it fucking whore! Let that anon raw cock fuck you. You know you love it!". Those words were fuel in Johnny's head. It was true. He was loving every bit of it. Not long after, the top's breathing started changing. "Are you coming already?" asked Paul amused by it. "Fuck, yes! This ass feels so nice. I cannot hold it". - "Don't. Just inside him. Breed it." And so he did. He shot a big load inside Johnny's ass. He pulled his cock out after a minute. Gave him a pat on the buttocks, "thank you" and left the room. Paul looked at Jonny with a smirky smile: "So?" - "So?? Oh my god. What have you done to me? I have let him cum inside me" answered Johnny. - "That is where a macho's cum belongs. Don't deny now that you were dying to get it." - "I... I was. It's true. I dont know why. Im filled with sleazy thoughts. Those drugs you gave me are messing me up" - "Yes, they do. But they only work when they bind to your real desires" - "what do you mean?" - "If you did not have those ideas, the drug does would not have the same effect. Have you even fantasized being used by strangers?" - "Of course, all the time! But it just a fantasy." -"Well, not anymore. Tonight you going to make it real. Being available to anon cocks. - "Tonight? what time is it?" - "Its already 23.15" - "what? fuck! I am already late for work!. I lost track of time. How long does this effect last?" "No, no. You can forget about work tonight. You are on this ride for at least the next 4-5 hours" Panic rushed in "I cannot miss work like this. Ill get in big trouble. I should at least call..." "shhhhh" silenced him again. "Quiet boy. It's all good" said to calm him. "It's too late to change that now. Relax. Focus on the now. Look at yourself, your ass is oozing cum from who knows who. Soon this place will be packed. What then?" - "I cannot move. Still feeling very horny." -"Yes, you will be craving cocks all night. I'll see you totally perverted " said fingering his asshole. - "Ohhh..." moaned Johnny. "Please...." Paul grinned. "Do you like the idea of being used and bred by everybody. Please... what?" - "Please, sir... " repeated Johnny grabbing Paul's cock and bringing it back close to his ass. - "oh, that is what you want." grinned again. He loved seeing him so desperate. "I want to hear you saying it slut." - "Please, I want cocks inside me". He started feeling a tremendous urge. - "Are you my bare slut?" he started rubbing his cock slightly in. - "Yes, sir! " - "Say it!" - "I'm your bareback slut! Please, fuck me. Make me a complete whore!" - "That's what I like to hear." said as he rammed his cock in one more time [To be continued]

I'm on my way back to Philly from a very satisfying overnight in NYC. Took a room at the Four Points Soho, which was fine with ez access to the room, but was a little off the beaten track. Slow start but finally around 9PM this hot black guy came over and wanted me ass up and blindfolded. He fucked me with his big cock until I was nice and wet (he's wanted a couple of loads in me which didn't happen) and then shot a HUGE load deep in my hole. He washed up and left, but I think he'll come back and I'll be sure to preloaded when he does. About 30 minutes after the first guy left this young 32yo latino hit me up on Grindr and after seeing a pic of some guys load in my ass he wanted to breed me. He came by pretty quickly and stayed a while.... pumping three loads in my ass. An hour later another guy in his early 60s came by and fucked me. He looked nothing like his pics which were probably 20 years old but he had come from the UWS and a load is a load. By this time it was midnight and I decided to jerk off and go to bed. Looking forward to my next weekend in the City in January when I"ll be taking loads for three. days in an effort to beat my record of 48 loads in a weekend taken at Folsom 2018.

Alright guys, here is part 2 of Peter's perspective. Again, there is a condom used here, but that's because Peter hasn't been turned into a poz pig yet. Give him time. He'll be coming around soon enough. So will Lewis. This is also the longest chapter I've written. I hope I've filled it with enough jerk-off material to satisfy. Enjoy. _____________________________________________________________________________________________ Part 20: Peter takes Lewis (part 2) I thought my legs were going to crumble beneath me as I tasted him, this man who was opening himself to me in ways no other man had done before. I could taste his tears as I was sure he could taste mine. Images of all the men I had ever wanted to kiss but had been afraid to appeared in my mind, ending with Lewis’s perfect face. Lewis broke the kiss, staring at me. “I’m sorry,” he said. “Don’t be,” I told him, trying to catch my breath. “Don’t ever be sorry for doing that.” “No,” he said. “I’m sorry that I ran away. I just… I didn’t know what to do. I was so surprised.” “I understand.” “I mean, I’ve never…” he trailed off, looking down at his feet. I reached out and gently caressed his arms, squeezing his muscles lightly. “It’s alright,” I said. “I haven’t either.” “Really?” I smiled. “I mean, I’ve wanted to since I was your age. Younger even. When I played basketball, I had a hell of a time hiding my boners in the showers. I’d see someone attractive, strong, hung,” I moved my right hand to his chin and lifted his gaze back to my eyes, “someone like you.” A small smile turned his lips. “I’ve never thought of another guy like that,” Lewis said. “Never?” He shook his head. “Well,” I started, knowing I was rocking a boat I wanted to keep from sinking, “why didn’t you run off to the principal? Why didn’t you take a swing at me? I mean, if you didn’t feel this way—” “I didn’t say I didn’t feel this way,” he corrected. “It’s just, I’ve never thought of another guy like that.” “Oh,” I said, my head looking down at my feet. Lewis’s hand reached out and directed my eyes to his, a smile completing his gorgeous face. “Until now.” I stepped back and sat on the edge of my desk, Lewis joining me. We sat silently next to each other and I felt as if I was back in high school. Yes, I was literally in a high school, but I felt as if I was young again, trying to gain the courage to speak to my crush. In some way, I was, even though I’d already kissed him. “When you started saying all those things,” he said, “when you started saying all of that, I was scared. I knew what was happening. For a second, I wanted to run out and find someone to tell. I wanted to hit you as hard as I could. I mean, you told me to break up with my girlfriend, and now you’re hitting on me.” “I promise that’s not why I told you to do that,” I told him, though I was wondering if there wasn’t a small part of me that had done so. “I know,” he said. “After I left, I don’t know, something felt wrong. I felt as if I was running from something I should have been running toward. It was like every step felt cold. I thought about what you said. I thought about feeling your heart racing,” he reached out a hand and placed it on my chest. I could feel my heart quickening. “Feeling your heat, and smelling you, even through your shirt. Something in my head clicked. I don’t know what it was, but the second I came back and saw you again, I just knew what I had to do.” I smiled, wanting to burst into tears. Never had anyone spoken about me like that, not even my wife. At times, I felt as if was a chore to be around me. I knew my wife didn’t want my around much of the time. Now, here was a young man, someone who could have anyone he wanted, but he came back for me. I leaned toward him and kissed him again, resting my palm on his cheek. “I’m glad you came back,” I said. “Me too,” he told me. His smile faded. “What’s wrong?” “Well,” he said, looking around us. “There’s a lot wrong. You’re my teacher and my coach. You’re, I don’t know, forty something?” “I’m thirty-six,” I told him, feeling the blow. “You’re married,” he continued. “You’ve known me since I was a kid. Plus, we go to the same church. What do you think they’d say?” “They don’t like the idea of you fucking your girlfriend,” I told him. “I know what they’d say.” “Aren’t you worried?” “I’ve been keeping this a secret for a long time,” I said. “I’m not worried because I’m not planning on telling anyone. You shouldn’t tell anyone either.” “I won’t,” he said. “I mean, all we did was kiss.” “That’s true,” I said. I looked at him, noticing his eyes wandering over my body. Though I had observed him for a while, I was realizing that this was the first time Lewis had been looking at another man in a sexual light. I was his first. I was the one who could shape him. “Do you…” I started. “Do you want to… do something more than that?” He stared at me, a slight fear in his eyes, mixing with a hunger I knew all too well. He nodded slowly. “What do you want to do?” I asked. “Well,” he said, eyes looking me over. “Can I, I mean, if you want—” “Whatever you want to do,” I interrupted, “I can guarantee I want to do too.” “Can I see what you look like?” he asked. “I mean, naked?” Never had I imagined hearing those words, especially from another man. Yes, I had been naked in front of men before, having played sports, but now, having another man wanting to see me naked, caused a slight terror to fill me. What if he doesn’t like what I look like? What if I’m not what he likes? He doesn’t know what he likes, I reminded myself. He’s new to all of this. This is your chance to show him what he likes. “Alright,” I said, standing up from the desk. I went to my office door and closed it, locking it. I turned back to Lewis, noticing that he had been watching me as I walked away, his eyes focused on my ass. I smiled. I first took off my shirt, revealing my hair chest, a nice coating of brown fur to show how much of a man I was. I wasn’t a muscle god, but I was strong. You could tell that I took care of myself and worked out regularly. I was proud of the way I looked. Seeing Lewis’s reaction boosted my spirits. He smiled and left the desk, eyes focused on my chest. “You can touch it,” I said, puffing my chest out. Slowly, Lewis reached out a hand and placed it on my chest, his fingers running through the hair and feeling my warm skin beneath. “Wow,” he said. “You like that?” He nodded. “I wish I had hair like this.” “You will,” I told him. He gave me a quizzical look. “I might have jerked off to pictures I found of you in Florida. I saw pictures of your dad.” “Yeah, he’s hairy like you.” “I’m sure you’ll start looking grizzly-like once you’re a bit older.” I imagined an older version of Lewis, and I could have cum just from the thought. “I hope so,” he said, his fingers digging further into my hair. “It feels amazing.” His hand ran down to my stomach, feeling the thin layer of fat that ran over my six-pack. He stopped as his palms met the top of my pants. He looked into my eyes, the fear now gone, showing only hunger. “Can I?” he asked. I nodded. Lewis lowered himself to the floor, resting on his knees, his face level with my crotch. He undid my belt and then unfastened the button. His hands shook slightly, an excitement causing him to shake. Slowly, he unzipped my pants and pulled them down, revealing my boxer-briefs. He reached out for my underwear but stopped. “What’s wrong?” I asked. “I just realized what we’re doing,” he said, looking up at me. “What we’re about to do.” “And?” I asked, fearful that he was changing his mind. “I’m just happy,” he said. I smiled and slipped my fingers beneath the band of my underwear and the jockstrap beneath, his own fingers joining me. Together, we lowered them down, revealing my pubic hair, my shaft, my head, and my balls, all of which held a musky smell from the compressing jockstrap. That, and I had created a significant amount of precum, some of which was matted in my bush. Lewis stared at my dick, taking in the length, the girth, and my large testicles. I knew he had seen naked men before, but I knew he had never been this close to another man’s cock and balls. For a split second, I saw his tongue lick his lips. “You can touch it,” I told him. Lewis careful reached up and took hold of my dick, his fingers gently touching the warm skin. He traced the veins, the tips of his fingers gently caressing the glands. I started to grow immediately, but Lewis didn’t remove his hold. Instead, he wrapped his hand around my shaft and squeezed, causing a stream of precum to leak out. “Are you cumming?” he asked, watching as it trailed down to the floor, a continual string of my juice. “No,” I told him. “I produce a lot of precum. A lot of cum, too.” “Really?” “It’s called hyperspermia,” I said. “I make a ton more cum than most men.” “Your wife must love that.” “Not really,” I told him, feeling myself going limp at the thought of her. Lewis’ grip tightened again, and I started to get hard once more. “You can taste it, too,” I said. Lewis stared at the trail of precum, eyeing the clear liquid. He leaned forward and stuck out his tongue, the tip meeting the precum and breaking the trail. It stuck to his tongue and then dripped down his chin, narrowly missing his clothes. “It tastes good,” he said, licking his lips. “I’ve never tasted mine.” “I’m glad you like it,” I said. “I think you should take off your clothes too. I’d hate to get anything on them.” Lewis looked at me and nodded. He stood up and removed his shirt, revealing the body I had seen in pictures and briefly in the locker room. He was a strong young man, not a bit of hair on his chest. This made me feel strong, like the alpha. His nipples were erect, dark and the size of quarters. He tossed his shirt to the side and then undid his pants, pulling them and his boxers down to his ankles. I had never had a clear view of Lewis’s dick before. I’d seen glimpse in the shower, but not enough to know what he looked like. While he wasn’t as long as me, his dick was thick. Porn would relate his size to a beer can. The head was smaller than the shaft, but it was a gorgeous head. He too was leaking precum, but not nearly as much as I was. I stepped closer and reached out a hand, taking hold of his growing dick. It twitched in my hand, causing Lewis to shudder from the feeling. As I jerked him off, gaging his length, I saw his balls pulling up into his body. They weren’t the size of mine, but they hung low and were covered in hair. Once his dick was hard, I moved to his balls and held them in my palm, feeling the weight of them. Something about holding the “family jewels” of another man made me feel powerful. I knew his parents had hopes for him, wanting him to marry and pump out dozens of kids. Here I was holding that future in my hands, hoping to change the direction of his future forever. All of these thoughts filled me with a lust I’d only ever dreamed about. As I touched him, I realized that I was the only other person, other than himself or a doctor, who had touched this part of him since he became a man. I was feeling his most vulnerable parts, and I wanted to feel even more. I released his balls and held my hand to my nose, breathing in his scent. I could smell sweat, precum, and his own natural odor which was intoxicating. “On your knees,” I told him. Slowly, Lewis resumed his position on his knees, my hard cock sticking straight out at him. “Taste it,” I told him. He stuck out his tongue again, but I stopped him. “Not my precum,” I said. “Taste my dick.” His mouth opened, tongue extended, reaching out to my engorged dick. I knew he wouldn’t be able to take much of it into his mouth, but I didn’t care. I only wanted to feel his mouth on my skin. The head slipped inside, moving along his tongue, the tip of his teeth gently touching the shaft. “Easy does it,” I told him, my hand reaching around his head and resting near his neck. “Don’t hurt yourself.” His lips closed on my shaft, only a small part of my dick inside his mouth. I knew he had seen porn, most likely straight, so he had an idea of what to do. Slowly, he started to move his tongue and lap up the precum now dripping into his mouth and down his throat. I ventured a bit more of my dick into his mouth, pushing slightly. He didn’t back away and continued to attempt to suck his first dick. I watched as his Adam’s apple moved along with is slight thrusts. Looking down at the top of his head, his lips, the same lips I had kissed not long ago, now wrapped around my cock, I knew this was what I had always wanted. This was what I had been waiting for. Almost half of my dick was in his mouth now, a motion created as his spit covered me, tongue tasting every aspect of myself. Watching him eagerly take me, tasting my cum and my cock, I knew what I wanted to do. I knew I had to fuck him. Except… “What’s wrong?” Lewis asked, my dick leaving his mouth as I stepped away. “Was it bad?” “No,” I told him, noticing a bit of my precum dribbling down his chin. He looked so cute on the floor, concerned, wanting me to come back to him. “It’s just… I really want to fuck you.” “Alright,” he said, smiling. “I don’t have…” I started, looking at his gorgeous face, lighting up at the thought of me fucking him, entering him, opening him up. “I don’t have a condom.” “Oh,” he said. “And we need one?” I’d always wanted to fuck without a condom, especially as the amount of cum I make makes it difficult to keep one on. I wanted to fuck Lewis, to feel his skin on mine, to bridge that gap, but I also wanted to be safe. This was his first time, so I didn’t run the risk of a disease, but still… “I’m sorry,” I said. “Hold on,” Lewis said, jumping to his feet and running out of the office. I waited, staring down at my cock, admiring the wetness from his mouth. Even then I couldn’t believe what was happening. Lewis had not only kissed me, but he had also sucked my dick and tasted my precum. I was living the dream of so many men who had fantasized about one of their students, hoping they could take them and teach them things not found in the classroom. “Here,” Lewis said, entering the office and handing me a condom packet. “Where did you get this?” “Corey keeps a few in his locker,” Lewis told me. “He keeps them there just in case he can slip a girl in here after a game.” “Smart kid,” I said, opening the packet. “Are you sure you want this?” Lewis looked at me, our eyes connecting, the weight of his answer seen between us. “Yes,” he told me. “Good,” I said, taking out the condom. I hadn’t held one of these in a long time. Though I knew I needed one, I hated the way it felt. Still, if it allowed me to fuck Lewis, I’d wear practically anything. “Get up on my desk,” I told him. “Lay on your back.” As Lewis got into position, I slid the condom onto my dick, finding the size to be a bit snug. Still, I wasn’t going to complain. “Like this?” he asked, his back on the surface, facing me, his legs bent. “Almost,” I told him. “Lift your legs up. I’ve got to get a look at your hole.” He gripped his legs and pulled them up, revealing his ass and his tight hole. While hair wasn’t seen much on the rest of his body, there was a thick collection of it around his hole. I reached out a finger and touched it, feeling Lewis’s body recoil at the touch. “Sorry,” he said. “It’s fine,” I told him. I slid my finger into my mouth and got it wet, returning to his hole. “I’m going to do it again.” He nodded. I touched his hole and ran my wet finger around the rim, pushing slightly. I didn’t want to hurt him, but I couldn’t hold back the voice telling me to shove my finger inside before shoving my dick after it. With his hole wet, I pressed my finger again, slipping inside him. “Fuck,” Lewis gasped, body shaking, hands nearly dropping his legs. “It’s alright,” I told him, my other hand reaching out and resting my palm on his stomach. “I’m inside. My finger is inside.” “It feels big,” he said. “It’ll get bigger,” I told him, looking at my dick. I worked my finger inside, moving in and out, opening him up. Each time my finger entered him all the way, I searched for his prostate, knowing it was somewhere. After a little search, his body shook and a deep groan filled the office. I had found it. After a little while, I slipped my finger out and then spit in my hand, rubbing it over two fingers. “Two,” I said, showing Lewis. I slid both fingers inside of him, his body still shuddering but not nearly as much as before. I watched as he closed his eyes, head tilted back, relishing the feeling of my fingers opening him. Little moans escaped his mouth, my one hand opening his hole while the other rubbed his stomach, feeling the muscles beneath. I removed the two fingers and tried a third, his ass opening larger, pulling me in. Without telling him, I added a fourth. He was loosening, his body accepting me, his moans of pleasure telling me to invade his body. I slipped my fingers out and stepped forward, the head of my dick pressed against his hole. “Are you ready?” I asked. Without opening his eyes, Lewis nodded, biting his lower lip. I pressed my dick against his hole, moving gently, trying to enter just as my fingers had so easily. With a bit of added force, the head of my dick popped inside. Lewis’s body shook, his ass pulling more of me inside him. His eyes opened wide in wonder as he looked at me, his mouth open. I smiled. “You’re not a virgin anymore,” I told him. Lewis smiled, tightening his grip on his legs. “You feel huge,” he said. “I am,” I told him. I angled myself and spit on my dick, some of it hitting his hole. I pushed in again, more of my dick entering, opening him. “Let me in, baby. Let me in.” Lewis moaned, his ass quivering, his muscles trying to pull me inside. I knew I was giving his body something it never new it wanted but always needed. I continued to push inside, allowing him to adjust, allowing him to feel my size fill him. I wanted him to know what a real man felt like. It didn’t take long before my pubes met his ass. “I’m all the way in,” I told him, his feet meeting my shoulders. I leaned over and kissed his ankles. Lewis opened his eyes and looked down. “Holy shit,” he said. “You’re inside me.” “All of me,” I told him. “Are you ready?” “Yes,” he said, the slight fear from before returning. “Fuck me. Fuck me, Mr. Flanagan.” I pulled out slowly, watching until only the head remained inside. It was a beautiful sight, seeing how his body welcomed me, how it was reaching out for me to return. I pushed back in, his legs shaking, his hands losing their grip. “Fuck,” he cried, hands reaching down to the desk and holding on tight. His legs rested on my shoulders, moving with me as I bottomed out again. “You feel so good,” I told him, pulling out and pushing in a third time. Then a fourth. A fifth. “You’re fucking beautiful.” “Fuck,” he moaned again, face contorted in an agony reserved for pleasure. “Don’t stop. Please, don’t stop.” “I won’t,” I told him, my pace quickening, a rhythm starting to form. “I won’t stop. I won’t let you go.” I reached out and took his erect dick and started to jerk him off, beads of precum dripping down his shaft. A smell permeated the air, the smell of sweaty bodies tied together, their sexual connection pouring out of their skin. I breathed deep, relishing the scent he and I created. I didn’t know how much time had passed, but I could feel my body shaking, the exertion taking its toll. Had we been fucking for hours or only minutes? It felt like forever, but I didn’t want it to stop. Lewis was moaning continuously, the sounds of his pleasure music to me as I changed him. “Mr. Flanagan,” he said between strained breaths, his chest heaving. “I’m gonna cum.” “Do it,” I told him, directing my thrusts, seeking out his prostate. “Cum for me. Cum for me, baby.” I tightened my grip on his dick as I felt it grow, his skin turning a darker red. “I’m gonna cum,” he moaned, eyes closed, back arching. “I’m gonna cum.” “Do it. Cum for me.” “I’m cumming,” he yelled, the muscles of his body seizing, his mouth opening in a silent scream. Thick ropes of cum shot out of his dick and flew through the air, the first hitting the wall two feet from the desk, the second hitting his face, the third entering his open mouth. The rest covered his body until he was spent, leaving my hand covered. His hole tightened around my dick, sending waves of pleasure through my body. I wanted to cum inside him, but doing so while wearing the condom felt wrong. I pulled out and took the condom off, the precum inside spattering on the floor. I grabbed my dick and started jerking off, my other hand grabbing one of his legs for support. “I’m cumming,” I shouted, head tilted back, eyes closed, feeling the biggest orgasm of my life taking over my body. I could feel every muscle awaken as I started shooting, each burst of cum feeling as if a weight was being removed. I felt as if I couldn’t breathe, as if this orgasm was taking from me my very life. And it felt worth it. Once the wave ended, I released my dick and grabbed Lewis’s other leg, using them to keep me from falling onto his body. I opened my eyes and saw the young man sprawled out on my desk. He was covered in cum. Not only was his cum covering his face, chest, and abdomen, but mine had been added, creating a thick pool of white all over his body. I knew I produced a considerable amount of cum, but I didn’t think I’d ever been able to cum this much. If he had been hairy, every strand would have been matted with our semen, mixing together, becoming one. I looked down and noticed some of my cum had splattered on his ass, trickles leaking down over his hole, trying to enter inside where cum belonged. I stared at Lewis, watching as he looked down at himself, his hands releasing the desk and running through our loads. He smiled, looking at me with a wondrous glow. Never had I seen anyone look so happy to be alive. In that moment, I finally felt free. We went to the showers and cleaned ourselves up. While we cleaned, we kissed, my hairy body pressing him against the tiled wall, my mouth sucking at his neck. I wanted to fuck him again, but I knew his parents would be wondering where he was. Once we were clean, we returned to my office and got dressed. “How do you feel?” I asked him, buckling my belt. “Any regrets?” “None,” he said. “I’m just glad it was with you.” I smiled and pulled him in for another kiss. I couldn’t wait to fuck him again. _________________________________________________________________________________________________ I have one more chapter written before I may have to take a small break from posting every Sunday. I'm figuring out where the story is going and how to pull everything together that I want to do. Everything you've read took a few months to write before I posted. I hope I can work faster on the next few parts. Also, are there any other characters you'd like to see stories told from their perspectives? Any charcter ideas you'd like to see? Let me know.

If I'm just going for a maximum number of cocks fucking my ass, a dark room never disappoints. But, I really prefer to kick back in a sling where I can watch the tops fucking me. Plus, for some reason, it usually draws a large group of men who either want to watch me getting fucked, or they want to take their turn on my ass. I get off on watching AND being watched. Either way, I think that it's important to look hot (I think that my bare ass leather chaps do the trick), and to show that I'm available to be fucked (kicking back in the sling). Plus, I have a certain amount of patience because I know that some times I seem to be a cock magnet, and other times I might as well be invisible.

[think before following links] https://newtumbl.com/x_mWQfbPtxkoBP This is how I like to roll,, get er in and get er done!

Chapter 15 The Guy fucking him said it probably burns more because his piercing was probably ripping his hole up. He said “ When I am done with you, You’re going to have a fucked up cunt in more than one way “ . The craving the Married guy felt was stronger than ever. He was on fire with lust. His mind was spinning so fast he wasn’t sure what all he wanted, he just knew he wanted something, and he didn’t want this fantastic feeling to ever end. The guy in his ass stared fucking the cunt his Toxic cock was ripping up. He was enjoying the idea of his cock possibly converting an ass the same way he had been converted a couple months ago. Last week when he was finally tested he had a HVL. He decided then to get the tattoo so everyone that he played knew what they were getting. In the past, Doing Tina never gave him issues with keeping hard, It usually intensified the sensation and kept him hard for hours. He knew he was usually good for a few strong loads. This was going to be his second of the night and hopefully not his last one. He looked down and this cock going in and out of the puckered hole, his cock had some cum from the guy that had been in there before and it almost looked like it had a pink cast to it. He also noticed is handy work and those letters were visible to anyone that had this pig bent over. This excited him, he was not only converting a straight married guy to the gay side but was knocking up this new cunt. He also knew that when the guy said he didn’t do drugs that this was his first time, and he would want more of it. Tina would most definitely have her hooks in him, and he would be dating her often. The guy in front of the Married guy was enjoying the wonderful blow job he was getting. The Married guy was taking him to his balls and was getting into using his tongue to massage the bottom of the cock. You would never believe this was his first time sucking a cock, but this was night of firsts for him. The Married guy was holding onto the guy’s hips for balance and then moved his hands around to the guys ass. He remembered how much he enjoyed getting a finger up his ass when he was getting sucked off. He stared teasing the puckered and wet asshole. The Top guy said “ Oh, you really are a slut. You want my load ? “ The Married guy was busy in his own world of Chems and sex and really didn’t hear it. He was busy with the euphoric feeling of heat, something sawing in and out of his ass and trying to please the guy in front of him. He knew he would not be able to match the feelings up his cunt but he was trying. He wasn’t sure why this guy’s ass was wet and slippery but he didn’t care, he wormed a finger into the guy’s ass and searched to find his prostate. When he found it and he started rubbing on it. He had this done a couple weeks ago during an exam and started leaking pre-cum right away. It felt great and wanted to see if he could give this guy the same intense feeling. It must have worked because he backed off the cock to get a breath of air and tasted the salty pre-cum that was coming from the guys cock. The Top guy asked the Married guy if he was ready for a load n his mouth, The Married guy said “ Yes Please “. He didn’t even think of the answer, it seemed to come naturally and driven by the hunger that was now consuming all of his brain and body. The Top guy said “ Ok Slut, Here comes your first drink of cum, You better swallow all of it “. He pushed forward into the Marred Guy’s mouth, at the same time the Married guy pushed two fingers up the Top’s ass and that sent the Top over the edge. He grabbed the Married guy’s head and yelled “ Take it Bitch “. His swollen cock was lodged in the Married guys throat. At the same time the Bio-Hazzard guy shoved as deep as he could in the Married guy’s ass. He knew that his pierced cock was hitting new areas and they were deep. You could hear the married guy making noises, but no one could understand it. The way they had the Married guy, he couldn’t have gotten either cock out of him. He was sandwiched between the two of them. The Married guy was struggling to get air when the Top guy pulled back. Cum was dripping from his mouth. The Married guy gulped in a big gasp of air and was panting. You could clearly see the sweat glistening on the Married guys back. The Bio-Hazzard guy was still balls deep in the Married guy’s ass

Last night a fuckbud/friend stayed over. Fb is 58. He teaches swimming and has a tight body and snow white beard. After we all enjoyed dinner and some tv, my # 1 retired downstairs in his room, and the fb and I retired to the primary. I love that we live by our own ‘rules’. While I was face down naked turning off the lights on my ipad, he starts playing with and eating my ass. Weird, for me. In no time, he’s choking himself on my dick. He’s really into forcing it all down his throat. I can feel my big dick head pop through something at the bottom of his throat. HOT. He can’t keep it there long, but just that fact that he is so hungry for my dick. I trade and suck his some. His is average 5 1/2 ROCK hard -yeah boy- and lassoed tight around his dick and balls. In no time I’m moving in for the deed. Lubing his hole. Wanting my dick inside him . He’s on his back, legs in the air, wanting the same thing. I push in and FUCK I have him in this tight little ball, dominating him. My dick is buried deep as it gets AND I can kiss him too. I am fucking away. Gentle. He says I can get rough. My head is swimming and I can feel how all my capillaries are open. I’m flushed with heat and sheer horny. I can’t fuck rougher now. Every tiny bit . . .his ass gripping my dick . . . small movements are blowing my nervous system. I keep stroking stroking though. He wants to be FUCKED Damn, I love a man who wants dick like that. I have a lot of dick! We pause briefly. I put my pillow under his ass, raising it up. I slide back inside him at the perfect level. And being the selfish beast I am, in no time I am pounding him. I have precummed so much. His ass is so slippery. I AM GOING TO CUM, I announce And then my dick is twitching deep inside him. I collapse. It’s here I have to say for posterity and anyone who will listen: WHEN A DUDE CUMS THERE IS A BIOLOGICAL REACTION CALLED A REFRACTORY PERIOD. LET THE DUDE COLLAPSE. The panting and sweating might be a hint. <There’s my PSA> After refracting, I ask him, “How are we going to get you off? You know what’s going to make you cum.” He was like “How about I fuck you?” How about? Yeah boy! I haven’t a dude’s load since last spring. I’m 95% top and looking to broaden my scope. He has me on my back. His dick goes in and FITS. You know the size and shape work so it’s not forever slipping out. And he fucks me. He balls me up like I did him. He’s pinning my legs back and railing my ass. And cumming. HE BLEW HIS LOAD UP MY ASS. Yeah boy! I usually give. Getting was super fun. Then sometime in the middle of the night we’re naked under the covers. Idk who got who hard, but he said to me, “ I want to ride it.” The lube is at arm’s length. <snap> I am on my back, boner sticking up, slippery and ready. He hops on. He lines it up. I feel his ass pop and let me in. He slides all the way down my shaft. My dick is way up in his guts. Best thing is, his dick, still lassoed, gets crazy hard. My dick is throbbing inside him where I’ve already left one load. He’s sitting down hard on it and taking all my meaty goodness . . . squeezing that shit from the inside. I’m stroking his rock hard dick while he rides mine. ”I’m going to cum like this.” he said. He just climbed on! I’m stroking his hard dick. I tease him about cumming. “You going to cum for me? Are you gonna make my dick feel your ass squeezing it when you pump out a load on my furry chest?” Then things got juicy. His dick. My hand. My fur. I told him later he could pick out the sperm balls in my fur since they were his. And that he should smell it too. See if it smelled as good as I imagined. He rolled off. Being an equal opportunity refractor, I gave him time to recover. Then asked: “Can I keep fucking your ass?” He’s face down, ass up right away. Damn right. I feel a little pity though. I’ve re-lubed with a light water-base coat to get back inside him. But once I am, there is the resistance that comes from a prior load. Mine. I can feel the . . . it’s almost like a squeaky roughness . . .of my earlier load breaking down, giving up hope, making his ass more vulnerable and receptive. And it feels amazing on my dick. So I do not pull out and add more lube. No that slightly resistant pressure of his cum soaked ass ring on my dick . . . I am reveling in how much he likes it. Dirty homo like me . Grrr. And the second cum is rougher, so he gets what he asked for way up front. A rough fuck. My dickhead feels amazing on his cummy ass walls. I grab his hips and use that hole. I’m throwing every bit of dick I have into him and pulling his ass back on my dick at the same time. Leverage is my thing, and I have it. Like an animal, I’m pounding that hole. I’m wondering if he’s counting the seconds until it is over , until I cum. That only makes me hotter. He’s cum and now he’s biting the pillow wanting my load in him. ‘Cause he know that cum deep in the ass is a GIFT And GIFT him I did. I held his hips so tight to me, I worried I’d bruise his pale white skin. Blew my boys deep. And that was our night. He had to get up @ 7:00 am and go to work teaching the children how to swim. He made him coffee and sent him off. And I masturbated out three more loads before noon thinking what fun that was.

When a bottom tells you to pull out, quit, to not cum inside and you still do - it became non-consensual when you did, and that’s rape. No different than “stealthing” downvote me, idgaf. But it is absolutely horrific to think it’s okay to violate somebody’s body. is there a risk when a bottom agrees to BB? Absolutely. However, as a “top” when a bottom asks you not to. It is your job to make the right decision. Pull out. Finish elsewhere. Or get dressed and leave

awww thanks!! Last time i was at Sawmill my husband had me bent over a picnic table of the trails, punch fisting my hole closed fist in front of a group of guys and making me count the punches out loud. After he was finished the guys gathered around were offered a turn using me I love being [assed around, especially publicly, so guys can see and experience for themselves what a ravenous sexual glutton I am.

I had the most intense sexual experience of my life last weekend. It was also the most frightening. I’m still trying to process me feelings about what happened. After many conversations with my boyfriend JM about the leather scene, we agreed to go together to a leather bar here in the Bay area. It’s well known as a place where men go to hook up on site, in various backrooms and the basement. Lots of sex – reputedly bareback sex. JM and I have an agreement that we would only engage in unprotected sex with each other. But I haven’t been able to overcome my fascination with letting a top I just met take me raw. We decided together that I should explore my desires more fully. Well, to cut to the chase, I found myself in a basement room with nothing but a cum-stained mattress, a bare lightbulb, and lots of mirrors, accompanied by JM and a muscular, alpha male with a goatee and close-cropped gray hair who said his name was Jake. I was wearing my harness, my black work boots, and my pride jewelry (but not my girlie wristwatch -- that's just for when I'm making love with JM). Jake wore studded leather arm bands and cuffs, a cock ring, and chaps. He had tatoos all over his arms and torso. We had agreed on a safe word, “heterosexual,” but I was determined not to use it. By prior understanding, JM left as things heated up between Jake and me, but was going to return to check on me. A lot of what happened in that room is now a blur. It was just too overwhelming to remember it. Jake slapped my ass hard, and I thanked him and called him sir. He smoked a cigar and when he kissed me he tasted of tobacco and stale beer. God, it was so hot! I've never been so submissive with anyone. He forced his cock deep in my throat until I gagged and didn’t let go of my head. I had trouble breathing. But Jake was only focused on his own pleasure. Then we were on the mattress. I was face down on my belly, and he mounted me. He was fully inside of me. Uncovered. A man I had just met. I was terrified, but I didn’t want him to stop. I was thrilled and turned on to be used the way Jake was taking me. The safe word was on the tip of my tongue but I couldn’t utter it, couldn’t stop him. “You need to be seeded, faggot,” he grunted in my ear. “That’s what pussy boys like you live for.” I knew he was right. I felt powerless. But then I had an attack of caution. As his thrusts grew faster and his heavy balls slapped against my ass, I muttered “heterosexual.” I said it again, louder and more forcefully. But he didn’t hesitate or pull out. He just growled in my ear, “Too late for that, cunt.” Then he jerked my head around to thrust his tongue in my mouth and I felt him tense up and explode inside me. He gripped my shoulders and kept thrusting until he had fully emptied himself in me. Then he stood up and walked out. I lay there for a long time, breathing hard. I felt his cum oozing from my ass. Tears stung my eyes and I started to sob. Then I looked up and saw JM staring down at me. He had a smirk on his face and his large cock stood erect. “My turn, slut,” he said coldly. And he had his way with me. At some point when he was fucking me, I had an amazing orgasm. When we left together, JM wrapped his arm around my shoulder and held me close. I was trembling and told him how scared I was. He reassured me that I would be fine but added that I should get myself tested regularly. I can’t stop thinking about what happened. I hope I have the power to resist the impulse to go back to the bar. I am scared of my feelings, scared of putting myself at risk. But my desire hasn’t been satisfied – If anything it’s more acute than before. I don’t know what I’ll do. (To be continued....)

since I was castrated Oct 3. and now it's been two weeks and healing is almost over, I am getting super horny. Not that I want to fuck anyone (hell my cock doesn't even get fully erect) but I want to be fucked so bad. On well my time will come soon I hope.

Three men came out of dark, went to a big bed in the middle of the room. One with a bra on his chest lied down, another quickly stuck his dick in the ass and started pounding while the third one watched the sex closeby and grouped the bottom. I also came closer and sat nearby on a small fuck table. After a while someone touched my back. I turned around, it was an Asian guy in a baseball hat, sporting leather strings around the body. He started hugging and touching me politely. Gradually his gestures were getting broader and hands stronger. He turned me to the couch I sat just recently and pushed me towards it. I went to the couch confused. What he was going to do, I though, he didn’t even asked or told me anything. I was uncertain. The guy strongly pushed my neck down towards the couch. Is he going to fuck me, right now, I worried I may have been not fully ready. While I was hesitant, he put his dick against my hole and pushed. I was so horny with all the situation I missed when he lubed my ass. He was going pretty smoothly though. How did this happen? I just stopped by out of curiosity and in ten minutes I’m being fucked. The asian guy behind grabbed my cock and jerked it. I was so aroused that I came almost immediately. The guy took his dick out, pulled me upright and pushed towards the dark room. I was not able to tell how many men were there. The guy bent me over something near another bottom, stuck his dick and started pounding. The man next to me grunted and moved back and forth. He was being fucked too. The guy took his dick out. I turned around to tell him I need a pause to wrap my head around the situation but the words stayed in my mouth. In the dim light I saw 5-6 man hungrily watching me and stroking. That scene was above my mental capabilities. I got down on my knees and started sucking the closest one. They all encircled me and I only saw dicks moved and floating above me. Even though I came recently my dick was hard. I sucked a few dicks, someone lift me back on my feet and pushed me towards another wall. I went there, put my arms upwards and curved my ass backward as much as I could. My bottom was immediately penetrated. The pounds were powerful, I almost jumped on my toes. Then the guy behind took a break, grabbed my shoulders and pushed me to a high bench against the next wall between two other bottoms. The one on the right was being fucked and the left one waited and spreaded his cheaks. I fell down on my chest and hard blows from behind began pushing my face into bricks. After a while the guy stopped, drew out his dick and left. I lied down on the bench breathing heavily. Everything was too intensive. Furtunatelly, no one jointed my from behing and had time to get some rest and come up to my senses. I stand up, came out of the dark room and went around the whole club. Some men were in action, some were watching them, some were having rest and some hungrily looked at me. I sit on the table near the wall by the entrance and starting watching. One guys approached me and started sucking my dick. I was so horny that I was about to cum so I genlty pushed him away. He nodded and went elsewhere. The asian guy appeared again, unhesitantly came close, uncrossed my legs, pushed my chest and pulled my legs to level my ass with the table edge. He lubed my hole, put my legs on his shoulders and pushed as the previous time. That was deep. Deep pain and high pleasure felt me up all over. I cried, my legs were shaking. The guy turned my around several times. In the end I was standing on my feet, chest down on the table and pushed the wall with arms to synchronize my movements with pushed behind. Dozen of men came by to look at the scene. The asian guy, turned me from the table. He threw me to a small bench nearby. The men went around and watched my face with open mouth in a silent cry. One guy took put his dick in my mouth. I adjusted my movements to satisfy tops from both sides. The action was hot, he quickly came and another dick took his place. Another cock was longer and softer, it went deep to my throat and the front top started movements. I couldn't believe. I was being spit roasted, while being watched by a bunch of men with hard dicks. The one behind drilled my ass, the one atop used my throat while my hard dick was swinging and beating the bench. That was the top moment of the night. After few wonderful minutes, the asian guy pulled his dick out. I didn't know where he went as I was too exhaused and too aroused. I slipped down to the floor. Fortunately, no one continued using me and I had a chance to breathe. Again I strolled around the club back and forth, had a few cups water, looked around for several actions. Only one guy approached me once and stroked my dick very nicely, which was quite pleasant. The asian guy found me again in the big room, grabbed me and took to a bid bed, put me on my back with legs on his shoulders and started fucking. That was even deeper than on the table, I tried to move away a bit, he came closer. After few rounds, my head dangled upside down from the bed edge. The asian guy fiercely deep fucked my ass. It felt like his dick was touching the stomach. I was shaked, my head swinging from the edge, mouth open. A black guy watching up came close and his dick touched my mouth. He thrusted deeper and deeper till his groin pressed to my nose. The waves of pleasure inside me was so intense, they dimmed the pain and the need for air. I was shaking, making noises, pinned between two dicks. The asian guy made few strong pounds and relaxed. I understood that he came, but I still had my mouth occupied. Yet I couln't help jerking my swollen dick, missing the beat for the front guy. That was too much to hold. He seemed to understand this, pulled his dick out and left. I was not even sorry for him. I focused on my dick head, which was going to explode. I came very hard and relaxed helplessly.

I love having the lingering taste and smell of sucking cock on my face and in my mouth. I’ll often blow a guy on my lunch break, and when I go back to work I secretly hope people can smell it on my breath and know what I’ve been up to.

The Private Party So I was on that barebacking site, you know which one. I just happened to look at the Private Parties section. Usually these are organized by a bottom guy who is looking for tops and doesn't really want any other bottoms there. This time I was pleasantly surprised to find a party where not only was the organizer a versatile top, most of the other people signed up to attend were or were tops or versatile. And it wasn't just a couple of attendees, there were already 8 people signed up. I started to look at the profiles of the organizer and the other attendees. Very hot. I could already feel my little cock start to tingle in anticipation. I've always had a fantasy about showing up at a party like this and when I get there being locked into a chastity device and then into the kind of bondage spreader bar which leaves a guy ass up and helpless to prevent anyone from using him as they see fit. I messaged the host for an invitation and asked him if it was OK if I was locked in a chastity cage and a spreader bar, He messaged me back saying I was invited and that would be great. I went to the toy/lingere store near where I live that carries a fairly large assortment of bondage toys. I picked out a spreader bar that looked sturdy. The lady at the counter gave me a wink and a smirk as I paid. So now I'm getting ready for the party. Taking a shower, shaving myself in all the right places. Applying good smelling lotion. Thoroughly cleaning myself out with many enema bottles. Lubing up my hole and sliding a large plug in. Putting on my cage and locking it securely in place. Putting on a jock so my ass will be exposed and ready. When I get there the host greets me at the door and recognizes me since I am carrying a spreader bar. When I am inside I strip down and remove the plus. He takes my clothes and the plug, putting them in a bag for safe keeping. tells me I can go set up in a corner and he'll have someone help me get locked up. He motions over a guy dressed in leather gear and asks him if he'd give me a hand. He says he would love to. We go over in the corner and I get down on all fours and he fastens my arms and legs to the spreader bar. I am now ass up and totally helpless to stop anyone from having free access to my hole. Other guys are milling around, a few are making out and I hear the moans and groans of others as they are sucking each other off or fucking. The guy admires his handiwork and gives my ass a smack. Other people seem to notice and soon a group forms. The leather guy starts to slide his hard, thick dick up and down my crack until the tip catches my hole, then he slides it in making me groan out in pleasure. He starts a slow in-out motion and his dick is long enough it is hitting my prostate and soon it is making my little cock confined in its cage drool pre cum. Someone notices and says "Look at that sissy clit drip!" while he reaches down and wipes some up with his finger and then puts it to my mouth making me taste my own seed. After a while the leather guy fucking me starts to pick up his pace, his low hanging balls which had been slapping my taint pulling up tight to his body and I know I'm about to take his load. As I feel his cock throb and his cum blasting deep inside me he bends down to my ear and says "did the host tell you that this isn't just a bareback party, it is a conversion party?" I cry out "No!", but I should have known because so many of the attendees had status "Ask me". He rests for a second and says "Well, now you know, and there was your first poz load". He barely has a chance to pull out before another guy starts sliding his big dick into my now well used hole. One by one guys pound my ass and fill it with their hot loads, many of them telling me things like that they had stopped their meds weeks ago in anticipation of this party. I can feel lube and cum dribbling out of my ass and down my leg every time one of them pulls out. I lose track of how many loads I take, but it has to be close to a dozen. Eventually I hear the host tell me the party will be ending soon and it is his turn. I feel his dick slide into my now stretched out hole, but he has to be one of the biggest I've ever taken because it still stretches me out more. He pounds me long and hard and then groans out as he cums, telling me he had been waiting to seed me all night and that his VL was very high so it was the guarantee that I'd be knocked up for sure. He and the leather guy then release me from the spreader bar and I am handed the bag with my clothes in it. I dress, my little cock still trapped in its cage and then drive home. When I get there I unlock my cage and as I'm pulling my little cock I get an email from the host inviting me to next month's party. I can't wait.

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

I'm relatively new to all this, even though I have been on this site for a while. I'm basically a bottom due to ed problems, and I enjoy feeling a cock up my ass (I've been playing with my ass since I was 6-7 years old -- now using good sized toys on it quite regularly). I was chatting with a guy on-line one night and our experiences. We were getting very well, and he asked if he could come up that night (at about 9 pm). I said yes, and told him where I was -- his gps led him astray, and he didn't get there until about midnight. We talked for about an hour and then went to bed for some play time -- pretty vanilla -- we kissed, sucked each other, I rimmed his ass, and then he did mine -- after a few minutes he asked if he could fuck me. He had brought his testing from that week with him, and so I said yes. I thoroughly enjoyed his experienced cock poking at my innards; after about 10 minutes, he asked if he could cum in me, and I said yes, curious to see what it would feel like. I could feel his cock pulsing as he drove in as deep as possible and held it there -- I couldn't feel him shooting, but I did feel the warmth spread through my ass. He withdrew, and we cuddled up together and went to sleep. I woke in the morning with his cock in my crack, but we didn't repeat the experience from early in the morning hours, unfortunately. I really appreciated his thoughtfulness, and his asking if he could breed me. I've had one or two other guys breed me as well, and while I enjoyed them, I still remember my first fondly.

It is worth noting that this discussion was started back in 2010, at a time when PrEP was just starting to be discussed and consciousness of low or undetectable viral loads relating to a significantly decreased risk of HIV transmission was dim. For us now in 2022, barebackers, asking tops to pull out before they cum really does not make sense, at least from the perspective of HIV transmission. As long as one person or the other is either on PrEP or undetectable, there is no risk. You just—"just"—have the normal STDs to worry about. Back in 2010, the withdrawal technique was much more real. It was still deeply imperfect relative to condom usage, to be sure, with significant risks of HIV transmission connecting to just precum, but it was better than nothing. Back at that time, of course, I was not barebacking at all, having topped a boyfriend only once and not really being able to enjoy it and having been stealthed once (happily, the top was not in for long). In that time frame, with the resources available to me, if I had decided to take the risk of barebacking I would have expected my top to have pulled out before cumming. More, I would have had a right to expect him to do so; if he wanted someone he could cum in, he would always have been free to find another bottom.

It is only polite to make sure that your partner is getting from a sexual encounter what they want to get. Is asking a top not to cum inside really any different from asking a top not to fuck in a way that makes the bottom uncomfortable? I would also note that there are plenty of places cum could end up at the end of a fuck, outside of an ass, that would be hot. Imagine, say, pulling out of a guy's ass where boy to start fucking his throat and loading him that way. (Full confession: I am a guy who loves being loaded, who is in fact trying to hold onto his boyfriend's load from earlier this morning as he types.)

Yes - go for it. Nipple rings (I prefer the look to bars) look incredibly hot whatever your age and if I'm honest whatever your gender. My interests nowadays are almost entirely in men, but I still appreciate a nipple ring on a firm young female or trans female breast

I have experience with that scenario, though the father and son did not touch each other. I knew the father for about seven years, he was late 40s and I found him on A4A one night, he promised to come over the next morning and he showed up right on time. Amazing how a web cam can convince someone at 11 pm at night to be at your place 9 am sharp the next morning, see I keep pushing the web cam gentleman. I would have him over maybe every other month, huge top who was very skilled, knew what he was doing. Very good natured, I always managed to get him off, he told me how much he enjoyed my company. Nice enough to pick me up, take me to his "second home" and play there in a sling. I also invited him if I had a "group" over, usually someone who was local who might have been entertaining an out of town guest. One particular friend had a guy visit who took the Greyhound Bus from Oklahoma to Tampa, so I invited them to come down to the Bradenton area to play. Well I also invited my local buddy, to make it an even four, and he really appreciated me asking him to join the group. He said he was flattered I would think of him, but to be honest, he was non-judgmental, he basically was nice to everyone and proceeded to fuck the hell out of me, his little socks flew off his feet when he shot his load. I felt I was a good host that day So a few weeks later he said he had a "surprise" for me, and wanted to know when I might be free for him to come over. We planned on a weekend, mid day. He shows up with this guy in his mid 20s and says "this is my son". Well when he pulled down his pants, I could see the family resemblance, though the son was a shade or two darker, and about an inch or two bigger (really big). I remember blowing the two of them and I looked us as they were thouching each other's nipples. Now, there is only so much room in my ass, and they are very hygienic. So the son went to town on my ass, I remember him smiling at me, he still had braces. I did ask for ID only because I was so excited, and they are indeed father and son. His Dad took a whole bunch of pictures, while his son fucked me, I never saw them touch each other besides the nipples. The son pushed me so far back on my bed by the time he shot his load in me I was virtually standing on my head. We had a good laugh about it, the father enjoyed it, we had a blast. I continued to see the two of them over the next several years, usually adding another bottom so that it would be an even four. I miss my old apartment, living in that small city where "being a big fish in a little pond" had it's advantages. My old city was known for it's outlet mall off of I-75. I used to joke when the exit was coming up on drivers, I said they should post "next exit to @ellentonboy. It would have made giving directions so much easier. That's my story of having sex with a father and son. The son was mid and I suppose now late 20s, I guess over 30. I really miss his Dad, who was wonderful to me. It can happen guys, no need to make it creepy or illegal, because this is an example of two legal aged gay male adults, who just both happened to be father and son, and didn't mind stopping by my apartment for a little "[banned word]" fun time.

Better than poppers, by far !!!!

A4A is still my go to for getting consistent dick. It's come through for me time and time again..... literally just finished getting fucked and loaded up by a hot daddy I met on there not too long ago. After that growlr seems to do the trick if no one on A4A is biting. Grindr definitely has too many flakes, I look on there to pass the time maybe flirt with some guys....but I don't get my hopes up or give it too much energy

The first time I blew my first boyfriend he shot a huge load that spilled out of my mouth leaving a milky trail that dried there. We were going to a movie and he suggested I wash it off but I wanted to leave it there. I loved him so much it turned me on to have his ‘mark’ on me in public. When I would do my walk of shame from the bathhouse back to my apartment in the wee hours of a New Orleans morning I could always smell the men whose asses I ate and cocks I sucked in my beard. It was heavenly. I would sniff hard all the way home and would have to jack off again before I started my day.

Asian, 55 here, started fucking and getting fucked at 12. Grew up in Singapore, and it was pretty frowned upon and proscribed to be gay, and illegal as well, and the opportunities were limited. The first time was in the public/semi-private toilet at the National Library, saw this guy looking back at me in a pervy way, and he was an adult in his 30s. All my spidey senses were tingling, and he kept looking back at me and tilting his head to where he was going. Whoever built the library in the 1950s must have been queer, because it was at the ground floor, separated from the rest of the building, surrounded by tall, ornamental bushes. I entered, went to the latrine, and he followed in, joined me at the one directly next to me. He was pretty big, thick, generous foreskin-wise and dark red. He pulled me into the covered partition, and I sucked him, he sucked me, and we fucked each other. Really fascinated to find out my cum was intense and I could shoot thick semen at 12. The rest were pretty blah blah, until I was 16 and I fucked with this Indian guy who took me home, we talked as his and my cocks got harder. He was really big. Some Indians are really hung. Some aren't. Seroconverted much later, in Canada.

I can only think of one time this happened to me but he was way too late with his request, my dick had already let go. He insisted I get tested and he would do the same. I sent him my results which were neg but I never heard from him again. Asshole. He didn’t deserve my load.

I (like most bottoms), do all it takes to be as cleaned out as humanly possible. I will never bottom if I don't think I'm 100% ready to go. That said, even with all the cleaning and precautions, sometimes (thankfully very rarely) something (ahem) slips through the crack. You think it's "embarrassing" to ask a guy if he's clean? Imagine how most of us bottoms feel when this happens. To me, it's mortifying - not just because it's gross (it is) - but because I'm expecting the exact opprobrious (and frankly juvenile) reaction that you just substantiated. You can't consistently put your dick in other dudes' buttholes and realistically expect it to always come out clean. The last time this happened to me, after I apologized profusely, the goddamn gentleman of a top just shrugged it off and said "look, accidents happen." I'm sure he was as grossed out as I was, but that small kindess turned a tremendously humiliating situation into simply an unfortunate one. It was also a good reminder that although we all get caught up in these tropes -- cocky top, dutiful bottom -- we're all just human. Humans that poop. So Dear Tops, the next time you (inevitably) address this shituation, before you shame the "dirty" bottom who likely didn't set out earlier that night hell-bent to give you half a Dirty Sanchez-- keep in mind that he probably won't remember your cock, or "the disgusting smell that makes [you] throw up;" but he will remember the way you made him feel.

The Third Chapter July 1999. Matthew is 23 years old. To the love on one’s job. It is a hot summer night on Wellington Street as Matthew exits his car. He parks just around the corner, and begins waking to the sauna. The street is particularly empty at this time of the night, ten o’clock is the time, unlike the nearby street of Peel which is always busy with people, especially tonight, which happens to be a Saturday. He walks past the empty Anytime Fitness gym and walks into the building marked Wet on Wellington. He has a shift tonight, as he always does during the weekend. “Busy tonight?” Matthew asks the man at the counter. The man’s name is Somchai, a Thailander, very young and very pretty with diamond studs in both ears. He’s been fucked by Matthew many times, usually after his shift in the darkness of the upstair’s room or, once, behind the building in the alleyway, concealed by one or two dumpsters. “Getting there,” Somchai replies and blushes. “You’re early for your shift.” “Just seeing who’s around first, that’s all,” Matthew says. Somchai hands Matthew the key to the massage room and buzzes him through the door. “Before I forget,” Somchai says, “the boss wanted me to give you this.” He hands Matthew a small brown envelope. “What’s in it anyway?” Matthew takes the envelope and smiles without replying, walks away. He passes a few men in the locker room with towels wrapped around their waists, walks up the giant flight of stairs to the second level, and into the massage room. His client won’t be here for another ten minutes. He rips the upper corner of the envelope and empties the content, which contains a dozen or so packets of white patches and a note which falls to the ground. The patches remind him of Nicotine Patches but he knows what these are really for and he smiles nefariously. The notes simply says ‘Use Wisely. Enjoy, from the Boss.’ A knock on the door heralds the arrival of his first client for the night, a muscular guy with black hair and eyes the colour of chocolate cake. They exchange hellos and the man undresses, lays on his stomach, and the massage begins. Slowly, Matthew undresses too, until he is butt-naked, but the man does not mind, not even a little. The oil is slick on the man’s skin, and he almost falls asleep when he notices something hard poking at his face, and is surprised to see Fernando’s dick at his face. “Oh,” the man says, “sorry, I’m straight. I’m not into that sort of thing.” Taken aback, Matthew apologies quickly and resumes his massage. A few minutes goes by and something happens rather quickly that the man does not anticipate. A patch of something white sticks to the side of his neck but it is applied so gently that he never notices it. His heart beats faster and he becomes uncontrollably horny as the drug from the patch begins to work its magic all around his body. At this moment, Matthew smirks and begins rubbing a generous amount of oil on the man’s butt, fingering his ass with a finger, followed by another, much to the man’s enjoyment. Matthew attempts to feed the man his cock once more and this time the man is eager to feed on it as if he is starved. He can’t seem to stop himself. All the while, Matthew continues to finger his ass, and when it is ready, Matthew pushes the man down back on his stomach, climbs on top of the massage table, slides his dick inside the man with ease. It is tight, no less than that of a virgin, perhaps it might be given the straight acting nature of the man but nonetheless, it won’t be a virgin after tonight. The man winces in pain before he is overcome with pleasure and he rocks his bottom back and forth on Fernando’s cock. Soon, their thrusts are in sync with each other. It doesn’t take long for Matthew to come, thick and creamy, deep inside the man’s ass, which he tightens to milk down to the last drop. His dick slides out gracefully, still hard, feeds it to the man who happily swallows it in one go, cleans it while on his knees, cum dripping out of his ass and down the back of his thigh. The massage is over. Matthew kisses the man and slaps his ass as he exits the room as the next appointed man awaiting his massage walks in. This would continue for the next three hours in the massage room, and every man would be bred by Fernando, some more willing than others, but never as resistant as the first man of the night, but there is always the white patch of drug if he ever has to cross that bridge again. It is one in the morning and Matthew has finished his shift for tonight. A knock on the door and it’s Somchai who has also finished his shift. Somchai locks the door behind him and, like he does every night when he knows when Matthew finishes his shift, goes down on his knees without anybody asking and begins working on Fernando’s thick cock with his talented mouth. Somchai can taste the asses of the men Matthew has fucked throughout the night but he doesn’t care, and he offers up his own ass to Matthew which Matthew doesn’t hesitate to take advantage of. Somchai is nothing more than a sex toy which Matthew uses for his own pleasure, and he rewards Somchai for his loyalty with a load deep inside him. Matthew exits the room, down the corridor, and as he walks past the darkroom catches the glimpse of the muscular man with black hair from earlier. He is bent over with a cock in his mouth and a cock in his ass, and there are many men surrounding them all jerking off, and waiting for their turn with the man.

Meh, shit happens. 1) Most straight guys dont know how to do douche but they're so hot to top. 2) And what about spontaneous sex where there hasn't been time to clean up beforehand? Like waking up in the morning next to a lover with morning glory or unexpectedly making eye contact with some stranger at an event u werent planning to have sex at. 3) or how about camping? the outdoors where no facilities are available. Are u just gonna not have sex and miss out cuz it's messy? pssh, it's not the end of the world, it's just organic matter, nbd. As long as you avoid the riding position, dont go crazy with the fucking and make sure your cock stays inside with your strokes, the mess will be pretty minimal and mostly confined. After cumming, just wipe and clean up after, easy peasy, no big deal And also, honestly, I mean this sincerely and not as a criticism, when you stop being so judgemental and fussy about stuff like this, whether it's in your attitude or your profile or whatever, ppl will respond to that and I find more and hotter guys will be attracted to you

MY FIRST EVER VISIT TO A GAY SAUNA PART I I stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around my slender waist. It had taken a while to clean me out properly, but I didn't want to take any risks on my first ever visit to a gay sauna. Now I was squeaky-clean on the inside up to my chin. Well, almost up to my chin. I was nervous as hell and tried to calm myself down. Don't worry. The worst thing that can happen to you is that they throw you out of the sauna the moment you cross the threshold. And you know that chances are high that this moron Chris was just telling stories. One week ago Chris, a boy from the neighborhood, had come over for one of our regular jerk off sessions. He kept bragging about sneaking into a gay sauna and finally dared me to try the same. I knew that he was most probably lying, but I just couldn't let him call me a pussy. I moved over to my bedroom and stopped in front of my mirrored wardrobe to take a look around. A while ago, I got tired of my old Transformers wallpaper. Don't get me wrong, I loved it, at least in the beginning, but I guess I'd just grown out of this stuff. So I did my best to hide it with posters showing my favourite soccer players - most of them shirtless- and now the walls were covered with pictures of Christiano Ronaldo and David Beckham. He'd always been my favourite. Can't tell you how many times I jerked off thinking of Becks' perfect abs. I even managed to get a Freddie Ljungberg poster, one of those he did for CK, you know. Love his chiselled cheekbones. The walls were plastered with half-naked men. I took in the scenery. Hard to believe my parents never suspected anything. Well, maybe they did. But this was not the time to worry about that. I had other things to do. My parents were gone for the weekend, leaving the house to me, and I was going to make the most of it. I turned back to the wardrobe, watching my reflection on the mirrored doors intently, running my hands over my flat tummy, my fingers circling the compartments of my sixpack, then trailing down the deep middle cleft until they reached my cute belly button. I grinned. Becks, you better watch out. Dropping the towel, I turned around and grabbed my firm asscheeks, pulling them apart to reveal my hairless crack and pink hole. It was reddened and gaped slightly after the thorough enema . Very nice, I thought, but this is not gonna get you inside. The problem was my face. No, I'm no troll, thank you! But one look at my face convinced me that this was not going to work like this. My mom has always called me her little imp and with those pouty lips, green eyes, snub nose and the mop of red curly hair, I looked just a tad too cute and innocent for my purpose. Maybe a baseball cap would do the job. Well, at least it covered most of those curls and the peak shadowed my face. Pull it down some more, no time for vanity here. And now give me a stern look, I know you can do it. I tried to look as mean as I could. I really did, but my pathetic attempts just had me snorting with laughter. Well, fuck it. Then the cap will have to suffice. Now get dressed. No, not that shirt. No Transformers today. Better borrow some stuff from Dad's wardrobe, and put it back before he knows what happened. And here I was, standing in a narrow side street, the iron door to the gay sauna just across from me. No idea if this was intended, but it sure looked intimidating to me. I checked left and right. No one around, so if you really want it, then this is the time. I crossed the street and stopped in front of the grey door. My hands were sweating profusely. Ring the bell, moron. The sudden sound of the buzzer made me jump. Push. I pushed. The reception was not nearly as run-down as the outside had promised. Or as depraved as I had expected. Disappointment crept into my mind. This didn't look like the den of iniquity from Chris' story. Not at all. Actually, it looked more like the kitchen of a hospital or something: chrome and white tiles everywhere. "Can I help you?" asked a deep, friendly voice. I jumped again. From across the tiled counter, a tall, muscular man in his 40s or maybe 50s was looking at me, his intense grey eyes scanning my body, trying to size me up. Being only 5' 7'' myself, most guys seem tall to me, but this specimen easily measured 6' 4''. And he was packing muscles. Broad shoulders, narrow waist, impressive pecs that stretched the fabric of his muscle shirt nicely. What struck me most was that though very muscular, he still looked lean, more like a long-distance runner than a body-builder. There was not an ounce of fat on him and thick veins travelled down his forearms and onto the back of his big hands. His face looked ascetic, almost like that of a hermit. Piercing grey eyes deep in their sockets, overshadowed by bushy eyebrows, prominent cheekbones and somewhat hollow cheeks. He was bald, but the rest of his body more than made up for the lack of hair on top of his head. The lower half of his face was covered by a neatly trimmed beard, black with some grey in it, accompanied by a bushy mustache long enough to hide his lips from my view. There was a dense layer of coarse salt-and-pepper fur on his pecs as well and his strong arms were hairy all over, from his wrists up to his shoulders. His shirt was damp from the warm, humid air and clang to the guy's skin, clearly showing the outlines of his big, pointy nipples. There were sweat marks at the armholes and suddenly I realized that I could actually smell his rich, manly scent. My hole twitched in response and, as if sensing my thoughts, the guy whose face had been totally free of expression until now smirked at me, showing his big, white teeth for the first time. "Hi, my name's Harry. So again, can I help you?" With that he reached out his big, furry paw. I took a deep breath. Ok, now don't ruin it. Deep voice, stern look. I stepped up to the counter and we shook hands. "Nice to meet you, I'm Kevin," I said in my deepest voice. Stern look, I reminded myself. That's when I realized that from my new position closer to the counter I had a perfect view of his tight-fitting gym shorts and the huge bulge they tried to conceal. I had seen a cock or two before. Well, three actually. But those had been the dicks of boys my own age and whatever was waiting behind this thin layer of cotton went far beyond my limited experience. I stared. I gawked. Maybe I even salivated, but I can't tell for sure. My recollection is somewhat blurred. "Your first time in here?", Harry asked with an amused tone in his voice. "Hm?" I clearly had my mind on other things. I was staring at his crotch and it must have felt the attention, because the bulge was heaving , shifting and finally snaking down the leg of his adidas shorts. I licked my lips absent-mindedly. The tip of his cock would be appearing any second now. That's when Harry coughed loudly. My head shot up and I blushed. Moron, moron, moron. Congratulations, well done. Your gonna get yourself kicked out of here. "Your first time in here? Don't think you've been here before, at least not on my shift. A cutie like you wouldn't have escaped my attention." He winked at me and I cracked a smile. So much about the stern look, moron. I blushed again. "But this might not be your day of the week" Harry added questioningly. "We're having our 'Twinks Night' on Saturdays, so maybe you'd rather wait until the weekend instead. At the moment there's quite a lot of business in there" he motioned to the door next to the counter that apparently led to the locker room and whatever was waiting behind it. "But it's mostly guys like me, you know, old and hairy and bearded and most of us are...well, don't mind, so if that's not what you came here for...", his voice trailed off. "Nooo", I said, maybe a little too enthusiastically. "If all of them are only half as hot as...uh, I mean...I really like older guys...like you." Harry gave me one last, questioning look, as if he was mulling something over inside his head, but then he shrugged it off and guided me through the procedure, handed me a towel, a pair of flip-flops and the key to my locker. "You find little sachets of lube over there. Condoms, too, if need be." I nodded my head fiercely. Finally something I was 100% sure of in these strange surroundings. After all we'd discussed that at school more than once. "You should always use condoms", I said with deep conviction. He just shrugged his shoulders. "Most guys in here don't think so. Fucking feels way better without a rubber, they say." They don't use condoms? I was honestly shocked. But Harry interrupted my thoughts. "Listen, Kevin. My shift is ending in 20 minutes. My buddy Carl should be arriving any minute to replace me. What about I give you the tour and show you around a bit once I'm off duty?" I think, he must have misinterpreted my incredulous look, because he raised one of his furry eyebrows. "Only if you want me to, of course." I gulped. Keep it cool, don't seem too eager, moron. "Sure, that would be nice." "Okay, when you exit the locker room, you gotta turn right and follow the hallway until you reach the jacuzzi. Why don't you get inside the tub and relax for a while and I'll meet you there as soon as Carl arrives. I nodded my approval, grabbed my stuff and entered the locker room. As soon as Harry was out of sight, I slumped against the wall and exhaled deeply. I was inside the sauna and no one had asked for my ID. Not even mentioned it. A smile of relief spread across my face, slowly turning into a broad grin. Harry would join me in the tub and maybe he'd do a lot more with me... When the boy disappeared behind the corner, Harry reached under the counter and produced a bottle of lubricant and a Ziploc filled with a white powder. The lube had already been laced with T, but in this case he'd better increase the dose. Kevin was cute as a button, but the kid seemed way to strict about safer sex. Harry couldn't stand fundamentalists. Sometimes they just needed to be outwitted. When Carl, a goateed redhead in his mid-40s with a burly, hirsute body and a fat, veiny cock, finally arrived, Harry was leaning against the counter, staring into the air with a wicked grin all across his face . "Hey, Harry, what's up?" Carl yelled to shake his colleague out of his daydream. The two men greated each other with a big bear-hug. They'd been buddies for almost two decades now and over the years they had shared quite a number of boy-bottoms. Or at least for the first fifteen years of their friendship. This came to a sudden halt, when first Carl and later Harry as well were tested HIV-positive. While HAART had no side effects on Carl, Harry's libido pretty much zeroed. He just couldn't get it up anymore. And watching Carl fucking a boy and licking his buddy's poz-cum from the kid's gaping boycunt afterwards didn't seem to make for a long-distance solution. Their relationship deteriorated day by day and when they stopped talking to each other completely, they realized that there was only one alternative that worked for them. The next morning both men stopped taking their meds. And never looked back. Not only had their sex life gone back to normal. The two of them seemed to be hornier than ever before in their life. Sometimes the mere thought of what was brewing inside their balls brought them close to the edge of cumming. Harry had always been a "dripper," but making an unaware teenboy beg for his load had him dripping toxic precum like your proverbial faucet. And the knowing look on Harry's face when the boyhole started making those telltale squishy noises every time he rammed his fat cock home was just priceless. Happy like a pig in the mud. How Carl had longed to see his buddy like this during the difficult years. Harry was all that counted for him, fuck the boys. Literally. PART II in the making (let me know which direction you'd like the story to take)

As a married bi bttm I am always quite wary of who i play with, and do not host very often. I got chatting with a guy on grindr and we hit it off pretty quickly. He was visiting family in the area and couldn't host but seemed like a nice fella. I asked all the usual hard questions, and as i was home alone all day I took the punt and invited him over. I had already given my pipes a thorough flush out early in the morning, so i got dressed in a pair of lacy red crotchless panties, got out some fresh poppers and nervously waited, hoping I hadn't invited a psycho over. He showed up soon after and to my relief, he was actually a good guy, and we soon got into it on a spare mattress i had set up by the fireplace. He revealed an average size uncut cock that i started to suck and fondle, but he had an insatiable desire to suck my cock, balls and eat my ass. I was in heaven, smashing hits of poppers and being tongue fucked. I was on all fours when he had worked himself hard and pushed his cock into me. I was loving the feeling of that cock pounding into me from behind, clenching my asshole muscles, and obviously he was loving it too. I was filled with a hot load within a few minutes. Usually, I'd be a little disappointed if a guy came that quickly, but when he pulled out I cleaned his cock with my mouth and then he pulled me away and went straight back to eating out my cummy ass. This is one of the hottest experiences I've had with a guy. Slowly pushing his cum back out while he eats it. He was jerking my cock while eating my hole, and before long i was cumming all over the drop sheet beneath me, before laying there spent as he got dressed and left discreetly. We have had several more encounters since then, all as enjoyable as this one where i get my ass bred and then cleaned up. I'm rock hard now just re living this detail for you.

I needed to go to town for some shopping and went online to see if I could line up some fun while I was over there. I found a hot looking guy who had several pics of him in a jockstrap. He had a nice body, thick cock, and looked like fun so I reached out to him. He responded and we discussed what we liked to do and found that we had lots of mutual interests. He’s more of a top, I’m a bottom but we both loved rimming and getting rimmed, plus lots of ass play and toys. He said he had a good selection of toys that we could use on each other. We switched over to texting rather than the app where we found each other and exchanged a few more pictures. I noticed that he was in a sling in a few shots and he confirmed that he had a sling set up in his house. I love being in a sling since it really opens my hole for whatever the guy wants to do. It’s also lots of fun to rim a guy or shove toys in his ass when he is in the sling. We made plans to meet up the next weekend and discussed what we wanted to do. Luckily, we both liked long sessions and he said that he could fuck and cum multiple times in a session. There would definitely be some rimming and toy play too. He mentioned the possibility of finding another guy to play with us and I was up for that. Max met me in the parking lot so that he could lead me to his place. I forgot to bring a jockstrap and had asked him if I could wear one of his and he agreed. He asked what color I wanted and I said red. When we got inside, he showed me 2 red jockstraps: one a traditional design and the other smaller and skimpier. I decided on that one so I stripped down and put on the red jockstrap. It fit pretty snugly and managed to hide my cock while framing my ass nicely. Max undressed and he was wearing an orange jockstrap. He asked if I wanted to parTy and we went into another room where there was another guy, named Joey, wearing a green jockstrap. We smoked and talked for a little bit before getting down to business. Like I said, Max is a top, I’m a bottom, and Joey is versatile so this should work out well. We started out by making out, fondling cocks and asses, then I started mouthing Max’s cock through his jock. I also worked over his balls and he started to feel up my ass. Joey hung aside, watching and stroking his own cock. I pulled Max’s cock out of his jock and sucked it into my mouth. I could feel him growing harder and that’s always a great feeling. He sniffed some poppers and I started to deep throat him. He was thrusting into my mouth and I was sucking him deep and working his balls and down towards his hole. Eventually, I got my mouth working down over his balls and flipped him over to work on his hole. He had sent me a pic of his hairy hole and hairy is a favorite of mine. I licked and rimmed him for a while then took a hit of poppers and I started to really probe him with my tongue. His moans confirmed that he was liking what was happening. Max moved away and started playing with my ass. He worked it with his fingers and then asked me to sit on his face. I love having my ass eaten this way so I was happy to oblige. He was a good ass eater, working around my hole and into it. He got it nice and wet with his spit. I moved off of him and we laid down next to each other. Max spun around so that his head was at my feet, got some lube, and started playing with my hole. Before I knew it, he had his whole fist inside me. He has pretty small hands so it slipped in easily but still gave me a wonderful feeling of fullness. He worked my ass from the inside for a little bit with occasional poppers hits for both of us and then we decided to set up the sling and get into some solid ass work. While setting up the sling, I told Max that he was the first guy ever to fist me. He was surprised since he said his hand slid in without much resistance. I just knew that I wanted more. Once the sling was up, we got out some toys. There was a dildo with 5 bumps on it that felt great going in and out of my hole. Another dildo was like a cock on steroids, thicker and longer than most guys. There was also a fist dildo. We worked the one with the bumps in my ass and then switched over to the cock shaped one. Even with the size, it slid right in to my ass since it had been opened up by Max and the first dildo. That one went deep and felt great inside me. Max took out the dildo and I saw that Joey had lubed up his hand. He started working that around my hole and worked it inside me. It took some effort since his hand was bigger, but he got it in and let it rest there for a bit. Then he started some smaller hand movements and a little bit of in and out. He didn’t take his fist all the way out yet but was giving me a good stretch when his knuckles got near my opening. Eventually, he did pull out and Max pushed his cock in. No matter how good toys or fists feel, there’s nothing like a good hard cock in my ass. We fucked for a while with poppers making a few appearances. Max shot his first load inside me and he sat back on a stool to take a break. I got out of the sling and we smoked some more during the break. I started to get itchy for something in my ass so Max lubed up his hand and I got back in the sling. This time, it went right in. With his smaller hand, he was able to really fuck me with his hand and we were both enjoying the ride. We switched over to the fist dildo, which took some more effort to get in. Joey had been on his phone while he was watching us and said that another buddy was interested in coming over and asked if I was OK with that. I sure was, so they told him to join us. When Matt walked in, Joey had his fist in my ass again and I was sucking Max. Matt quickly stripped down. He was fully naked but the rest of us were still wearing jocks. When Joey pulled out, I took off my jock and tossed it on a nearby table. Matt knelt down in front of my ass and dove in. He spread my ass wide open, which was easier since I was in the sling and had been worked over pretty well, so he was able to get in there deep. Matt stood up and shoved his lubed up cock in my ass. He was another excellent fucker and we played around with a lot of different angles and speeds. That’s one of the reasons a sling is so amazing. With one, you can move up or down or twist around a little bit and get a whole new set of sensations. We took another break after I got out of the sling. We all went into the bedroom and laid on the bed and talked for a bit. As you’d expect, there was fondling and making out happening. We smoked a little more and things got a bit more heated. Matt was eating Max’s ass while Joey sucked Matt. I enjoyed the show for a while, but my ass had different ideas. I went back to the room with the sling, put on the orange jock that Max had been wearing and grabbed the bumpy dildo, lubed it up, shoved a good size shard in my hole, and shoved that toy in my ass. I took a deep hit of poppers and started to really work my hole. My eyes were shut and my head was thrown back while I was moving the last bump in and out of my ass when I felt another hand on mine. I looked up to see Matt standing there, hard and ready to take over. Joey and Max came back in to watch the show and Matt and I were happy to have them watching us. Matt really liked shoving the dildo in past the last bump, which got it pretty deep in my ass. Eventually, he took out the dildo and started playing with my hole with his lubed hands. He worked a few fingers in, then more, and more, and he really wanted to fist me. He has big hands so it was a challenge, but we had all the time we needed. He would push in until I told him to hold back and that took a while but, after a big hit of poppers on my side, his hand popped into my ass. I’m sure the look of surprise and pleasure on his face was mirrored on mine. He has big hands, covered in a nice bit of hair. His forearms are also pretty hairy. Matt let me get used to his hand in me, just letting it sit there while we talked for a little bit about how good it felt. He enjoyed it as much as I did so we were a good pair. Matt started to twist his hand just a little bit which sent great sensations through my ass and body. He seemed to really know what he was doing. Then, he put some lube on his forearm and started working on depth. With the size of his hand, we already had width covered! He eventually got about halfway up to his elbow. There were a few pauses along the way and then he’d move forward another step. It felt amazing and we shared our poppers to enhance the sensations. Once he was as deep as he was going to get, he started rubbing his hard cock around my hole. Of course, his arm was still in there. He moved it around, poking a bit with his cock. It turns out that he was looking for the best place to add his cock into the mix. He lubed it up again and, with a wicked gleam in his eyes, slid it into my ass next to his arm. It felt amazing when he moved his cock in and out, stretching my hole and rubbing up against his hairy arm. He didn’t want to cum yet, so he took his cock out and started moving his arm back and forth with small movements. It was astounding to me how many different feelings I was experiencing as he rocked his arm back and forth in my ass. Matt pulled out to the point where his hand was just inside my hole. He suggested that I take some poppers for when he withdrew it. I did and he pulled his hand out of my ass. It felt good going in and it felt great going out. Except, now, my ass was empty and had been really well stimulated and opened. Matt sat back and Max came over with the bumpy dildo, which he shoved easily Into my ass along with another shard. He fucked me with that, then pulled it out and shoved in his cock. We fucked for a while and he shot another load in me. By now, Matt was ready again, so he used my well lubricated, and now cum filled, ass as his playground. He shoved in his cock and added a few fingers. I reached down to feel his cock working my ass and slid in one or two of my own fingers. Eventually, I could tell that Matt was getting close. His breathing had increased, as had his thrusts into my ass. We both took another hit of poppers and he really went for it. He bred me deep and stayed in my ass for a while after that, laying his chest down on mine in the sling. He pulled out, I got out of the sling, and we went and laid down on the bed again. After a break to recover, Matt and I both got dressed to leave. For me, taking fists from 3 guys in my ass, including one that had a cock added to it, was astounding, Until that day, I had never been fisted but was obviously ready for it. When we walked out to the parking lot, Matt told me that I was only the second guy he had ever fisted. We both were amazed at how natural and easy it was. After more than 8 hours of play, 3 loads, and 4 fists, I headed home, a very happy man. You know that I will be back.

My hats off to the dedication the dedication to being a slut that staying 12 or more hours takes. I don't think I've ever gone beyond 8 hours and always feel guilty about neglecting other parts of my life when I did. Even when I take a sexcation, while I do expect to get laid multiple times a day, every day, I still typically spend the majority of my time doing normal tourist things. For me there are simply too many things to experience in life to dedicate that much of time to finding sex. I'm much happier when I'm in an area where I can find quick hookups every day.

I'm not unfamiliar with this kind of situation. The "vibe" isn't right - no guys are making pigs of themselves. If you can identify another pig that's wondering when the fun will start too, maybe approach him and say something like "wanna help me get this mess sorted out? Let's stir this pot and get things cranked up" Sometimes, it takes a couple of guys to turn the key and presto - the engine roars to life. Or, just announce something like "who's here to fuck/get fucked?" Sometimes it's surprising how little it can take to give that last liiiiittle tiiiiiiny push to get everyone over the edge. It happened more in Chicago than Ft. L., as I recall. If nothing works, I just ditch and try another joint. Sometimes, we can make things happen, sometimes we can't.

I only get fucked raw. Love the way it feels when a load of cum is dumped inside my hole.

What a shitty thread. 💩 surprise....

Teens have the biggest loads

I state I only fuck raw. I had one guy that asked if we could fuck ‘safe’. We did not meet 😂

Thinking of you as you navigate your grief. A big virtual hug to you.

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

Hell No! I don't Top often but when I do I want him to have experiences with different Men. When at the bathhouse a guy had listed himself looking for Multiple loads. His ass already was wet and filled with Cum. I fucked and unloaded in his well used hole.

Chapter 11 The Married guy was weak kneed and sat sown on the empty bench, he was in a daze but realized that when he stood up some cum and piss ran down the inside of his thigh. The cool wood of the bench actually felt good but he had an inch inside his ass that was in need of something. He realized that the guy that fucked him and took his cherry was bare and was concerned about taking something home but then realized that with his sexless marriage it wasn’t a big deal. He was parched and saw the half full bottle on the bench and asked if he could have a drink. He remembers someone giving the Kid a drink earlier. Someone with a big smile said “ Go ahead and help yourself “. The Married guy took a drink, it had a metallic taste but as thirsty as the guy was he really needed it and in no time drank all of it. Everyone but the married guy know it was laced heavy with G and that between the Chem Piss enema and the G he just drank he would be ready to go again soon. A few minutes later he was sitting on the wood bench rubbing his ass on the wood. He wasn’t sure why but he was incredibly horny and his ass was in need of more fun. He hoped to get a finger or something up his ass. Little did he know his night was just starting and his trip down that Chem whore rabbit hole was already stared. He also noticed how sensitive his body was, he usually didn’t go for nipple play but when he touched them it was like little electric shocks were going off and his cock was really sensitive and even though he had cum a short time ago he wanted to get off again. He couldn’t understand these new feelings. As he rubbed his bottom on the wooden bench he noticed how wet it was getting. It felt slimy and nasty and he really loved it like never before. He was wishing he had something up his ass again. Mean while the Kid was moving his ass in a motion to indicate he needed more up his ass. The Married guy’s cock teased his ass and now he needed to get a real man to do him. He needed filled and violated in the most despicable ways. The guy that was patiently waiting stepped up for his turn at that Kid’s hot and nasty looking cunt. He pulled out a small bag of crystal out of his pocked, it was mostly just the leftovers now and was mainly ground up particles. He drew attention when he dropped his shorts and kicked them to the side. He had a very nice seven inch cock that was thick and had an amazingly big helmet head on it. There was a large piercing at the end, they figured this was to make sure any bottom knew he was up there for a few days. What drew their most attention was the tattoo he had on his groin. It was a bright red Bio Hazzard sign. It was very noticeable and looked to be really fresh. Below the tattoo ere a couple drops that looked like cum dripping from it. He put the head of his cock against the Kid’s swollen and red buckers ass hole. The Kid felt the cook feeling of the piercing and moved back against it, he was in full chem heat now and needed it. The Guy started working his cock up the Kid’s ass. He went in an inch at a time. He wanted the Kid to want the gift he was going to give him. The Kid was trying to get it all in his ass but when he moved back, the guy went back also. He was teasing the Kid whit his cock. When his cock would pop out he would tease the opening with the PA and that drove the Kid into another level of hornyness. The guy finally held still and let the kid back onto his cock. He had about half of it up him and he pulled out. In a pleading voice, the Kid said “ Please, give it to me “. The Guy said “ you want my toxic load in your guts “ ? the Kid hesitated for a minute and the guy started rubbing his PA on the tender hole. The Kid whimpered “ Yes, I need it “. The Guy put the head of his cock just inside the Kid and told him to hold still. He asked the Kid “ Are you sure you want this gift I have for you “ ? The Kid emphatically said “ Yes, I am ready “. The Guy reminded him to hold still. He pulled out his cock and He grabbed his baggie and poured the contents onto the Kids gapping hole and on his glistening cock.

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

Even if all the guys WERE being honest and their last test was neg, that test could've been 6 months ago or more. They could have become poz since then and not know it. My understanding is that these days most people catch HIV from guys who genuinely believe they are neg.

As a NASTY PIG, the tastes/smells of men on my breath, be it cock/cum/piss/ass is a source of pride knowing they are a result of satisfying men and quite often, said men like sharing it in kisses.

Big tease... After reading the replies here, it make me kind of sad to be a bottom-only!

...cont Paul dropped my legs and got up. He grabbed his phone and said. Spread for me one more time babe. I ignored him and he grabbed my left leg and pulled it roughly, exposing my hole. The flash was shocking and my swirling head finally focused. "That was fucked up Paul. I didn't consent to that." "Unless you want me to pull into your driveway right after your wife gets home, you're about to start consenting to more dick." I couldn't deal with the bigger issue. I just pictured Paul talking to my wife and everything else faded away. "What do I have to do?" "Only indulge your deepest desires for once. Some acquaintances of mine are going to stop by and dump more semen in you." ... "Just have fun," he said as he stroked my cum coated cock hard. "Fuck it." I said. He started texting or whatever and told me to take a shower so I was ready for "the guys". I took a long hot shower, alternating between being extremely horny and horrifying ashamed at what was happening. Eventually Paul called out for me and I saw two strangers in my bedroom. I glanced out the window and there was a rav4 and a Harley--a fucking Harley--parked out front. One house over and across the street was the nosiest neighbor. How on earth would I explain this? One of them looked like, well, a biker. Big moustache and as I looked at him he took his penis out of his jeans. It was big. The other guy didn't fit the same mold. White guy, maybe early 30s. I never caught their names. The biker sat on the bed, pulled his jeans to the floor and motioned me over. I sucked him as well as I could, which wasn't very well. But nobody was here for a blowjob and soon he had me lay on the edge of the bed with my legs on the floor. He grabbed some lube and penetrated me in one long slow motion. I cried out, sore from Paul's fucking and this guy's cock was thicker. He started fucking me and I was doing whatever I could to take it. I realized that Paul had flipped the lights on. I looked over and saw that he was filming on his phone. Jesus. The other guy had his cock out and was stroking hard. I was relieved that he was smaller than both of these guys. The biker started pumping faster, and started talking dirty. All about how I was his slutty married bottom who couldn't wait for his load. I started joining in. "Fuck my slutty ass. I need your load. Shoot it in deep." The younger guy couldn't take it anymore and shot his cum on me, matting my hair and making my neck sticky. This set off the biker who grabbed my shoulders as he started busting in me. .... To be continued

Daddy’s Cuntboy Part 2 I was in fucking heaven at this point...flying high with my stomach full of Daddy’s piss and cum. I felt my collar’s constant pressure from the pull of my leash as he led me to the sling. He removed my leash and suddenly I felt a slight disconnect from him. Seeing this, he held my chin. “Get on the sling cuntboy.” I climbed on the sling feeling the leather straps against my ass cheeks and back. As I took in the sight of my Daddy’s strong muscular ass framed in leather straps, he moved to the shelves and gathered up a set of wrist and ankle restraints. He turned and came towards me...his cock seemingly leading him towards his prize. He quickly fastened my wrists to the sling exposing my shaved pits. I groaned as I felt his tongue roughly explored my right pit as his hands grabbed my tit ring and pulled. “Fuck yeah! Harder!” I begged as the sensation of my tit being manhandled went directly to my cock. He smiled and moved down to my legs and pulled me forward exposing my strapped cunt as he pulled my legs apart and fastened the ankle restraints and securing them to the sling. I felt his rough hands examine my body. At that moment I was an object for Daddy’s pleasure... nothing more. My body bucked as both his hands worked their way up my calves and thighs towards my cunt. I wanted this man....my Daddy. Then I felt it...fingers gently teasing my cunt lips. I moaned and my body rose offering itself. “Fucking hungry cunt,” he growled. He smiled devilishly as he inserted two fingers in me and explored, “Tell Daddy what you want.” “Fuck Daddy! I need your cock! Feed my cunt!” I begged as his fingers stretched my cunt to prepare me for his cock. “Good answer boy.” “but first I’ve got something more for you.” He removed his fingers and stuck them greedily in his mouth as he headed to the table where the metal container surrounded by the dust of the lines sat. Daddy grabbed the container, walked back and placed it on my stomach. I shivered as the cold metal hit me skin. “Fucking beautiful cuntboy,” Reaching up to one of the chains holding the sling, he pulled off a rubber strap that had been wrapped around the chain. I knew what was coming next. I had never slammed before but we had discussed it. We had agreed that it would be my decision when the time came and he would honor that. He placed his cock in near my mouth. “Boy, we discussed this. It’s your decision. What do you want? Take your time and decide.” I opened my mouth and took his cock as I looked into his eyes. There I was...his hard cock throbbing in my mouth. What could I do?! At this point all I felt was the hunger emanating from my cunt. As he pulled out of my mouth, I moaned, “Please...” Daddy grabbed my restrained arm and wrapped the strap around my bicep. “Relax boy...” Reaching down, he opened the metal box now warm from my body heat and pulled out an alcohol prep packet. With his teeth, he tore it open and spit out the packet’s edge, He then proceeded to gently swab my arm with the alcohol pad. “Cuntboy...” He said reassuringly. “I know this is something new. Daddy’s here and will make sure you will be transformed into the cuntboy you were born to be. I knew from the first time we chatted that this is what you were.” He then reached into the metal box and pulled out an orange capped syringe. Pulling off the cap with his teeth, our eyes locked. I could hear the taps as he worked to remove any air bubbles. “Ready cuntboy? There’s no turning back once this goes in. Look at me boy. I want you to see everything.” I groaned... acknowledging and accepting my fate. “Good boy. Here it goes.” I felt the prick of the needle go in... yet another surrender of my body. I saw him pull back the plunger as the syringe filled with the red tinge of my blood. “That my boy, is your first register.” Daddy laughed as he quickly pushed the plunger with all its contents into my vein and undid the strap. Suddenly I felt it. Everything that I heard about...the scratching throat...uncontrollable coughing and rapid heartbeat. My thoughts clouded as I felt Daddy holding the entry point. My arms, still restrained over my head, allowed the chem filled blood to move quickly down and rush through the rest of my body. Suddenly any panic disappeared and my body was engulfed in hungry ecstasy. Daddy stepped back holding the now empty syringe and tossed it into a bucket and I began to gently buck as the chems intensified the cravings deep in my cunt. After wrapping the rubber strap around his bicep, he grabbed the metal box, removed it from my stomach and placed it on the table. I could see his back muscles flex as he prepped his arm. Turning around, he smiled as he walked back to me with the capped syringe in his hand and stood between my legs. “CUNTBOY! LOOK AT ME! Daddy’s gonna be there with you soon.” Daddy stared intently at my cunt as he pulled off the orange cap with his teeth and spit it out hitting my chest as it bounced to the floor. He tapped and inserted the needle. As he continued examining my cunt, he pulled the plunger back. “Boy...look...Daddy’s blood.” I moaned as I saw the syringe’s contents mix with my Daddy’s blood. Before I knew it, the plunger went in and he tossed it into the bucket joining mine. There stood my Daddy....arm up with his finger over the entry point. He growled. “FUCK YEAH! SLAMMED UP CUNTBOY!” My body’s involuntary bucking continued as my cunt took over. It needed that cock. “Please Daddy! Fuck my cunt!” Daddy stood there holding his throbbing cock looking intensely at my cunt. “FUCK ME Daddy!” I begged over and over. I was now just his chemmed up cuntboy begging for cock. Suddenly he moved forward and I felt his metal tipped cock pressing against my cunt. Slowly he pushed as my cunt lips opened to accept him. “OH God!” I moaned as the pain of his invasion turned into a pleasure I had never felt before. At this point I looked up at the mirrored ceiling and saw myself opened and exposed. With the combination of Daddy’s cock filling my cunt and chems rushing through my body, I lost it. I was now nothing more than a cunt... a fucking receptacle for cock...nothing fucking more! As Daddy’s cock continued its course, his hands moved up past my jock encased leaking cock and took hold of my ringed tits. His hands tugged and pinched as my moans grew louder. “Fuck Daddy! Please!” Then...he was completely in and I felt a pressure deep inside against my prostate causing my cock to jump. “Oh, Fuck Daddy!” Then it began. I felt his cock pull out. Before I could protest at the emptiness in me, a deep growl came out of Daddy as he thrust filling my cunt again. He was a madman making sure his cock took ownership of my cunt. I felt his cock’s rhythmic movement as it hit my prostate with every thrust causing my cock to continue leaking until a large pool gathered on my stomach and began to drip down my side. Seeing the precum, Daddy stopped his thrusts, smiled and gathered it up with his hand putting it to his nose and inhaled deeply. “Mmmmmm...good boy...” His tongue flickered and took up a bit of my fluids. An evil grin overtook him as he reached down and began rubbing my precum all over my face. I instinctively began to lap at his offering and tasting the product of the sexual excitement that he had created. “PLEASE DADDY...FUCK ME! FEED MY CUNT!” I begged as he began to thrust into me again. The sound of his sweaty thighs slapping again my inner thighs filled the room as it mixed with the slurping sound of my cunt trying to hold onto his cock. His thrusts continued hitting my prostrate until I couldn’t hold back. I yelled, “OH FUUUUCK! I’M CUMMING! FUUUUCK!” as my orgasm washed over my body and I collapsed back onto the sling. Daddy continued his fucking...nothing could stop him now from achieving his own release. “Fucking slammed up cuntboy. How’s it feel to be nothing but a cunt...fucking slammed up cunt for cock?!” “Fuck yeah Daddy!” I eagerly responded. “That’s what I am....fucking cuntboy ready to service cock!” As his cock engorged even more than it had been before and filled my cunt, I felt Daddy quicken his thrusting. His breathing grew deeper...Daddy roared, “LOOK AT ME BOY! DADDY’S GONNA FEED YOU!” as he erupted deep in my cunt. I could feel the cum pulsing from his cock as my cunt lips began to milk his cock for every last drop. Staying in to the root, Daddy stood between my legs. I took in the sight of him... my fucking sweat covered Daddy. Daddy slowly removed his cock from inside me leaving only the pierced head inside. I groaned...knowing that I would be without his cock but knowing that his cum was now in me and would be absorbed into my cunt making him a part of me always. Then I was empty. I lay there...marveling at his cock...trying to remember how it felt in me. Daddy quickly freed my ankles and moved to the shelf grabbing a mason jar. Returning, he pulled down my jock and freed my now soft cock. I shivered as I felt his hand on my cock placing in the jar. “Now boy. Give me your slam piss.” Groaning, I let loose of my bladder and exhaled. I heard the sound of the piss rapidly filling the jar until I felt the piss reach my cock head. Daddy pulled the piss filled jar away and placed it on the table. Licking his lips as he returned... he gathered up my cock and balls in both his hands. He smiled... “Like I said before boy...your cock doesn’t matter...but damn!” and took my cockhead in his mouth tasting the remains of my piss. I bucked. Daddy held my balls tightly as my cock began to grow in his mouth,” Oh, fuck!” After cleaning off my cock, Daddy walked around the sling and moved toward my face. As he unchained my wrists, he chuckled, “Time to clean my cock boy. Taste your cunt juices mixed with Daddy’s cum.” I opened my mouth and took him in. The taste of his cum and my juices drove me wild. I began slurping and consuming the remains. He had become a part of me and I was now tasting what I had become... a cum filled cunt. Then I heard it...a groan coming from the doorway... “Fuck Yeah!”

I looked up at the club doors and was so excited and scared at what was to happen. I walked in the double doors to the club and went to the fron desk and presented my ID. The man behind the front desk was a hulking god of a figure with a broad muscled chest and a rippling eight pack that glistened with the oil that was rubbed all over his body. His chest was encased in a neon red harness showing off his strong pecs and pierced nipples. My mouth watered at his sight and felt myself hard as a rock and I imagined how large his cock was and how many places and positions he would fuck me in. I noticed a bio-hazard tattoo on his ribs and didn't think anything of it just that it looked well on him. He caught me staring and I could feel myself blushing as I looked away. He laughed at me and told me not to worry that everyone loves to look at his body. Once I was signed in he walked around to inspect me that I followed the requests that were told to me. He pushed me against the wall and pulled down my shorts and inserted one of his fingers to make sure I was cleaned out. I told him to be careful that I might get too close to cumming if he kept that up for much longer. Once the inspection was over I thought that would be all and I would be let in to start my first night as an adult but then I felt a sting go into my arm and then I fell into the void of sleep. (present night) Seeing all of these men on the dance floor got me so hot and horned up. I tried to pull on the restraints but they didn't budge and I was a but afraid as to why I was chained in this cage instead of being bent over and being plowed at both ends like many of the guys in front of me. I was removed from my cage and then re chained up on the stage of the club in the same position. The guy from the front desk came up onto the stage and the music was signaled to be stopped. "Pigs, slaves, and all other perverts please come around we have something special for the night." So many of them circled the stage now and most didn't stop fucking or getting their cocks sucked but still paid attention. "This one here has come for a special time tonight for his 18th birthday party and you all know what that means." The audience applauded and started to call out and whistle at me. On top of that he has informed me that he is still a virgin in all departments as a bonus." "He has been cleaned out and prepped for the night and now it is time for the start of the auction for his neg cherry." When he said neg cherry I started to put two and two together and understood what his tattoo meant and I started to get scared. I knew I wanted to be barebacked but I didn't think I would be in a position where I would get any stds right from the beginning and now I am here being told that it was going to happen and I started to say I didn't want this anymore and I wanted to be let go. The guy from the front came over to me and reminded me that I signed the clubs documents to be let in and It was my own fault that I didn't read it and saw that it said that I am agreeing that being this is a well know HIV positive location that only allows bareback sex on the grounds that I will be help responsible for any and all STDS I might catch while here. He bent down and whispered in my ear "don't worry boy after getting started you're going to be begging for all of the poz cum to infect you so much you'll never want it to stop." He walked behind me and slid another one of his strong fingers into my ass and made me yelp. I didn't know that he had laced his fingers with lubed mixed with Tina and I started to squirm when It started to burn. He went back to the microphone and addressed the crowd again. "Alright guys lets get this show on the rode now the bidding will start at $100." All I could do is squirm more as the Tina was still driving me nuts as I saw many men placing their bids to make me their pozzed boy. The bidding slowed down some when they reached $3,000 for me but this god of a man spiced up the bidding by adding something to it. "For the winning bidder we will throw in a free bio-hazard to be put wherever you want on him." That drove the bidding up again and it finally ended with the winning bid of $6,000. I didn't see who the winning bidder was and was in utter shock when he walked on stage to claim me and then I saw that it was my own father. I couldn't believe what was going on that he was the one who won me and was now wanting to fuck me and poz me. The crowd cheered him on as my restraints we let loose and he started to grab me all over. He whispered in my ear telling me how he knew where I was going and he had been monitoring me and making sure through my life that I would be skinny whilst pinching my nipples. He whispered that I was from his last neg load that he collected and put into my mother before he got pozzed so she wouldn't. He was done talking and caried me to the nearest flat surface and bent me over it to where he had a nice cleat view of my pink about to be pozzed hole. I felt his breath as he blew onto my hole causing it to twitch something fierce and it led up to my father sticking his tongue straight into my hole. He came up for a breath after what felt like 10 minuets of him ravaging my hole and told the group watching that anyone is welcome to throat fuck me as he took my virgin hole with his cock. He walked around to my face first to let me slobber on his cock before he fucked me saying that it would be the only lube to be put on his cock so I would be wise to really get it wet. His cock was the biggest I have ever seen and the only one I have seen with a spiked PA at the head and his bio-hazard tattoo on the length of his cock. I slobbered all over his cock trying to get as much saliva on it as I could but I knew that it was still going to hurt no mater what I did so I tried to prepare as much as I could for it. My father went back around to my ass and started to slide his cock up and down my crack and another man came to my front holding a little brown bottle under my nose and telling me to inhale deeply. I did and as my head started to swim I could feel my dad shove his cock into my hole with so much force I almost fell off of the couch and screamed in pain. I knew I would be sore and bleeding for a while but thankful once he was in at full hilt he stood there for a moment and let me adjust to his spear of a cock. He rubbed his finger around his cock and held it to my face so I could see some of my blood on it and he laughed saying that I was defiantly going to be infected now. With that he started to thrust into my now de virginized hole and the man with the brown bottle appeared again and let me take another hit before shoving his own slab of cock into my throat. My dad and this man leaned in without missing a beat of them fucking me and started to make out with each other. They both started to pick up the pace of their fucking and the man fucking my throat informed me about getting a nice viral load down my throat just as my father said the same thing about getting his in my ass. Both men managed to cum at the same time and the feeling of the warm poz cum shooting down my throat and in my ass it caused me to cum as well. When they both grew soft and finished panting they withdrew from me leaving me sore at both ends and I didn't see that there was a small bowl underneath my cock full of my cum. My father told me that it was my last neg load and that it would fetch a nice price for all these pigs to have a virgin's last neg load. He walked away with the bowl in hand to the god of a man that was at the door and auctined me off but not before anouncing to the crowd around me that my ass was now fair game to any who wants it.

I was in my teens. And it was with a guy that a few mates and i would sneak over to his place at times to smoke rollies and sometimes have a beer or two. His name was Mike. During these times i picked up on the fact that he might be gay or into guys at least. I was not and still am not gay. Bi yes and married these days. Anyway i was staying at my girlfriends place one night, and we had an argument, which resulted in me riding off into the night. Being angry, i thought to seek refuge at Mike's place for a smoke and a beer. When i arrived he welcomed me in and was sitting on his lounge in some very loose fitting shorts, with no briefs on, watching the footy. I parked up on the recliner across from him and we smoked and drank for sometime and talked. After a while, i must have worked up some dutch courage and put care to the wind. After eyeballing his cock for hours, i walked over to him and started to massage his crotch through those loose shorts. He was stunned at first, as it was the first time i had given off any real signal that i wanted anything more from him. I told him not to worry and that this must remain secret. Within a flash he had my pants off and was ferociously sucking my cock, balls and licking my pucker while i kicked back on the lounge. It was quite heavanly what he was doing. Next thing i was on top off him in a 69er position, sucking my first cock as he face fucked me from below while eating my as into a sopping lather. Looking back, i hadn't douched, but was clean. I don't think Mike cared. He was 45 and i was a third of his age, and I'm sure he was thinking fresh meat.. He was hard as a rock, so was i. I felt like i could explode there and then. But he sat me up and positioned my wet ass over his cock, asked me if i was sure that i wanted this, and i replied by pressing my virgin boycunt down on his shaft ever so gently. The first minutes hurt like buggery, but i gradually worked deeper and deeper onto his cock, which I'd estimate at a good 6', until i was pressed down hard on his pubes. I was in heaven. We worked up a bit quicker tempo until i shot off like a firecracker with a hands free cumshot. Seriously, cum went everywhere and i was shocked that cumming that way was even possible. Mike loved it and loved my tight hole even more. After a quick smoke and a drink, he cleaned me up a bit and began to eat my ass again, until once again i was sopping from his spit. He pulled his head away and replaced it with his rock hard cock again, and proceeded to fuck me from behind. Fucking a young hot bod like this must have sent him over the edge as he said he was cumming, and blew his load deep inside me. Before we showered off he gave me a great blowjob as a thank you a swallowed every drop. Over the next few years, i secretly visited Mike maybe monthly for a hot fuck session, that would always result in me copping a hot load in my ass. On several occasions his hot mate Neil joined in the fun and i was spit rosted and tag fucked. Sadly i moved cities and met a girl, so my male sex interest took a backeat role for several years. I look back at how i lost my cherry tho, and it still gets me hot.. Thanks for reading.

PART III "You caused quite a commotion, young man. Seems like the stallions are champing at the bit already. I think I can even hear them neigh." Harry chuckled and pulled me closer to him. "Glad you waited for me. I really hoped you'd take me up on my offer to show you around. But you never know with all those hot, bigdicked guys around. Hard to believe that none of them came on to you." I snuggled up to Harry, my face resting against his hairy chest. Don't ask me why, but the heat emanating from his furry torso and the smell of his sweaty armpits calmed me down in a second. His muscular arm around my shoulders gave me something I had always hoped for but never actually gotten from my real dad. With Harry I finally felt at home, at ease with myself and at peace with the rest of the world. For the first time I felt safe and accepted just the way I was. "God, this feels so good. Almost like a real father and son...", I mumbled more to myself. "Would you like that, Kevin? Would you like me to be your daddy? I'd be really proud to have a son like you. I knew right away that you are a very special boy and I'd love to have you around for much longer than just this evening. Want to be my son?" I couldn't believe my luck. My real dad had always despised me for being too effeminate. And now Harry, who was way more masculine than my biological father could ever hope to be, offered to be my daddy. I didn't have to think twice. "Can I call you daddy then?" Harry smiled at me. "Of course you can, Kevin. And I'll call you son." That's when my pent-up feelings, my fear and confusion broke free. I flung my arms around him and started sobbing. Harry pulled me closer, touseled my mop of red hair and kissed my brow. "Shhh, son. What's wrong? Trust me, you can tell me anything..." So between sobs and sniffles I stammered: "Oh d-daddy, th-th-there was this guy...Glen...he o-offered to fuck me...w-without a c-c-condom!" I looked up at him, waiting for his reaction to my shocking disclosure. But Harry just nodded and motioned for me to resume my account. I was a little unnerved. He didn't seem to be impressed one bit. Maybe I was overreacting? "I...of c-c-course I know that it's wrong and a bad, bad thing to do...but...but he's got that beautiful cock...long...and thick...and I...I don't know why, but I...I wanted it so much...wanted to feel it inside me...skin on skin...sh-shooting his load into me." I sobbed again. "And than he t-took my hand and wanted to take me with him and I...I would have gone with him, if you hadn't...and I don't know, if I'll be able to resist him next time...oh, my head is a mess, I'm so mixed up." I cuddled up against Harry, taking in the musky heat from his furry body. "B-but the worst thing is...", and at that point I lowered my voice, "I...I think he is HIV-positive!" I buried my tear-stained face in his hairy chest, totally lost in my confusion . Maybe that's why at first I couldn't identify the sound that broke the silence. Then I realized that Harry was laughing heartily. I looked up to find him wiping the tears from his eyes: "Oh, boy. That's all there is? Of course Glen is positive. To be honest, he's a fuckin diseased AIDS-whore. And he'd be the first to admit it. So no need for you to whisper like that, son." His hand travelled up and down my back reassuringly and I felt my stiffness fade away. "Actually most guys in here are positive. I thought you knew that. Barebacking fundamentalists through und through. Most of them wouldn't even use a rubber, if someone was holding a pistol to their head. They like to share their virus, especially with newbies like you, and they know their way into a boy's pants. They would tell you whatever you wanna hear to get their bare pozcocks inside your little negative boyass. Glen, for example. You already got to know his strongest argument", Harry was holding up both hands, about one foot apart from each other, to indicate the size of the guy's giant member, "but on one of the rare occasions that a boy insists on using a condom, Glen uses this line about being allergic to latex. And most boys swallow it." Harry was shaking his head in disbelief. "The guys that come here for sex are a special breed for sure. They seem to sense it right away, if the boy they got at hands is negative and that spurs them on even more. So if you want to stay that way, never...never trust anyone of them, ok? If you don't want to end up as a sleazy pozwhore, don't trust anybody...any-body... no matter what they might tell you. Promise?" I nodded my head with determination. "Promise! But why would they do that?" Infecting others with HIV didn't make any sense to me. Harry frowned "What? Fucking bareback? It just feels way better. Or do you mean infecting others on purpose? Might be a question of power. Getting the virus changed their lives dramatically and passing it on makes them feel like regaining control over their life by changing yours. But in the end every guy has his own history and his own reasons." The next question seemed inevitable, but I just couldn't muster up enough courage to ask Harry for his own status. After all, he'd surely tell me, if he was positive, wouldn't he? So I just said: "I've never been to a sauna before and I've got no idea what to expect from such a place. Why don't you just take the lead and show me around, daddy?" "Well, let me think. This place caters to a wide range of tastes, but I think we should start with the basics. A little jerking off", with that he grabbed my wrist and led my hand to his daddydick that was growing quickly under the touch of my fingers, "then some sucking and, if I'm really lucky, maybe even fucking later." He put one of his big, calloused fingers to my lips and nodded his head, encouraging me to suckle on it, getting it wet with saliva. When he was satisfied with the result, he pulled out and his hairy, pawlike hand slid down my spine and into the narrow cleft between my buttcheeks, probing my tiny boyhole. "Do you like getting fucked? How experienced are you anyway, son?" I yelped as the first knuckle entered me. It had been quite a while. Actually, my experience was limited to say the least. A bit of mutual masturbation, some cocksucking, but my cautios attempts at fucking had been pretty much a disaster. I blushed with shame. Would Harry think poorly of me, if I told him? But he was my daddy now, so I owed him the truth. "I don't know really...there was this kid from my neighborhood, Chris...he's the one who dared me to come here by the way...in the beginning it was just two boys fooling around, sometimes more of us. Boys from school or from down the street. But when we were alone, just the two of us, he taught me how to suck a dick and one day he tried to fuck me. He showed me how to prepare my hole, cleaning it out, lubing it and getting it ready with my fingers until it was slick and soft and loose enough to accept a cock. When I was ready Chris rubbed his cockhead around my hole that was already quivering with excitement, needy for a fuck. But when he tried to slide his boydick into me, I stopped him and told him to rubber up first. But as soon as it was sheathed, his cock just flopped. I tried to get it up again, wanking and sucking, but it just wouldn't get hard. Chris told me that the feel of the rubber turned him off and that he couldn't get a hard-on with a condom on. He grabbed his cock by the base, blocking the bloodstream and tried to shove his semi-erect boyhood into my hole, but he couldn't get more than the head inside, the shaft was just too floppy. Chris pouted with frustration, pulled the rubber off his dick which sprang back to life in an instant, told me how much he wanted my ass and that there was nothing wrong with fucking raw. That all the other boys let him fuck their asses without one and that I should stop being such a pussy. Of course I was horrified and turned him down. I hopped off the bed and got dressed immediately. From then on we were back to wanking and sucking and never mentioned it again." I looked up at Harry's face, searching for a sign of disgust or disappointment, but I couldn't find any. Just the opposite. Daddy smiled at me and kissed my forehead. His dick, now too engorged to close my fingers around it, jerked in my hand and when I looked down, I saw that the purple cockhead had broken through the surface of the water, fat and taut, ready to go off. "So my son is still a virgin? I can't tell you how happy that makes me. There's nothing better than breaking in a virgin, being the very first to fuck...and maybe seed...a teenboy's tight and tender ass. And I've always been firmly convinced that it should be the father's privilege to introduce his young son to the pleasure of taking a grown man's fat cock up his ass, of feeling daddy throb in climax deep inside his kid's fuckhole. Will you let me be the first, let me show you what fucking means to me? That would really make us father and son, connected for the rest of our lives, DNA from my DNA." My hand slid up and down his veiny shaft, pulling back his foreskin, than covering the head again until a drop of precum was forming at the tip, glistening invitingly. I gulped, under my breath. Then I bent down and slurped the growing pool of precum from the slimy folds of his foreskin. "Oh daddy, there's nothing in the world I'd want more." I smiled up at him with cum-smeared lips. Harry tousled my hair and gave me the broadest grin. He reached out his big laborer's hand and I grabbed it with my own much smaller one, almost delicate compared to his, and shook it. "Ok, son. So this deal is sealed then. But we'll take it slow...at least in the beginning. Don't want to overcharge my little man. We'll get to testing your boundaries soon enough." His voice was more like a low growl now. And although I was sitting in the hot tub, it caused goosebumps all over my body. I was shivering with need and excitement. He licked my earlobe, his bushy mustache tickling my smooth cheek, and whispered: "I think I'll take you to the maze first. Do you know what a gloryhole is? No? Very nice, I like that. Daddy will teach you everything you need to know. Find you some mandick to prove your cocksucking skills on. Bet my buddies will stand in line, waiting for their turn in your slutty, cum-slimy boymouth. They'll be so fuckin jealous, dying to have their fat daddydicks serviced by my little cocksucking champ. Then I'll take you on a tour through the steam room. Have a little anonymous fun in the fog. Hands and mouths and cocks all over your little body. But let's not make too many plans, we'll just take it from there. And don't worry, I'll take care of you. Daddy knows what a young man like you needs. And I'll make sure you get it." He leaned towards me and we kissed for what seemed like an eternity, his fleshy tongue exploring my mouth, until I was putty in his hands. When he finally broke the kiss, our eyes locked. That's when I realized I was ready to give myself to him totally. "You're a very good kisser, young man. Can't wait to test the rest. But it's time for a pit stop first, daddy needs to piss like mad. So let's get going." He motioned for me to leave the tub. "Ready if you are." Part IV under way