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So, this happened on Easter weekend back in 2017.... I was on my way home, and stopped to check a few messages on my phone. Parked my car next to a public toilet at a park near where i stay, it was around 7pm at night, and it was raining. In fact it had been raining all day, one of those days where you really want to stay at home. Anyway, i was minding my own business, in my car, when i saw a guy who was on a bike come through. he was wearing full cyclist gear (i'll refer to him as the cyclist from now on), the tights, shoes and helmet. Found it odd that someone would be cycling in that weather but it was none of my business. He rode up to close to where my car was, we made eye contact for a while, then he went down to the toilet, left his bike on the ball and walked in. Now for me, i'm an experienced cruiser, have seen and done it all. He gave out all the signs of a cruiser, but i was so unsure. I had never done anything here, and the place wasn't even known for that. But my instincts were telling me that i might just get some ass, so i waited around 5 mins to see if he would exit. And he didn't. So i thought i would go in and see. Mind you, i wasn't looking for anything, was just replying to some messages whilst getting ready to go home. It was pouring down rain by the time i walked out of my car, i had to jog to the toilet entrance which was just around 10m away. Lo and behold, i walk into the toilet, and there was the cyclist, bent over, pants down on the sink with his ass there exposed. I had hit the jackpot. My massive cock got hard immediately. I walked over to him. He quickly turned around, and we kissed passionately for about a minute. Then he went on his knees and started sucking my cock. And boy did he do a good job. Got lots of spit on it. But we all knew the main goal. I had to fuck him. And he knew it well. After sucking my cock for a few minutes, he got up, turned around and bent over on the sink. And then i entered him. Just a little spit, just how i like it. He moaned a bit but he knew how to take it. Soon i was all the way in, fucking him with rhythm. Yes this was a public toilet but at this point i didnt give a damn. And the best part was, his dick was rock hard as i was fucking him. We were both caught up in the moment, and with the rain, that we never really bothered to stop when we heard a car park, turn off its headlights (from the top windows of the toilet). I was in heaven and so was this faggot. By the way, he was about 5ft 6", good body, blonde hair, smooth/clean shaven, prob around late 40s or early 50s. He wore spectacles too. Anyway, i was busy barebacking they cyclist when some guy just walked into the toilet. My heart sank and i froze.... The guy just walked in as if he was on a mission. He was bald, bit stocky, prob mid 40s. When i saw the huge bulge in his shorts, i knew there was nothing to worry about. He didn't even flinch, just took off all his clothes (me and the cyclist were half dressed all this time) and walked over to us. Without saying a word, he knelt down, sucked my cock whilst stroking his 7 inch cut cock. He cleaned up all the ass juices from the cyclist, then went on to rim the cyclist real good. It was time to continue i guess. Back into the tight cyclist ass i went, he screamed out as my huge cock pushed against his sphincter and entered him. The other guy (will call him Mr D), and i started to kiss passionately as i sodomized this faggot. Mr D was already leaking of pre cum, he flicking it off with his finger and tasting it. Mr D was clearly at the point of no return, and him having a VIP seat watching me breed this faggot was too much, he shot his load all over my cock and the cyclist's ass. We kissed passionately, then i proceeded to use Mr D's cum as lube and fucked it deep into the cyclist, driving him crazy with passion. But Mr D wasn't done yet. He knelt down under the cyclist and started to suck him off, and i could hear from his moans that the cyclist was really loving it. In no time, he blew his load straight into Mr D's eager mouth. Mr D stood up then started cum kissing with the cyclist, making him taste his own cum like a good faggot whore. Then Mr D came over to me and shared what was left of the cum. It was warm and salty, just loved the taste. The taste of that delicious cum drove me over the edge, i blew a massive load deep inside the cyclist, plastering his guts with my seed. As soon as i pulled out, Mr D knelt in front of the cyclist, and started eating his ass like crazy, driving his tongue deep inside. He wanted to get as much of my load as possible. I absolutely loved how filthy and NASTY Mr D was. He drove the cyclist crazy with his tongue fucking. The cyclist motioned me over to him so that he could suck my cock clean, and in the meantime, Mr D, who was hard again, decided it was his turn to fuck the cyclist. By now the rain was pouring down hard, with even thunder. After my cock was sucked clean, i though about leaving. Put my pants on, walked to the door. But the rain was so heavy, so i thought i would wait in the toilet for it to subside. I honestly didnt think i was going to get hard again soon, but after about 7 mins i was. The cyclist was moaning very loudly by now, knowing that the rain would drown his noises. Mr D had a beautiful ass, with some tan lines, and watching him fuck the cyclist, with cum dripping from his chin, was just too hot for me. I pulled down my pants and decided to join in again. Started to rim Mr D while he was fucking the cyclist, and soon enough, i decided i was going to fuck him. Mr D must have been in heaven as soon as i entered him, and he became the "filling" in this tasty sandwich fuck. His ass was so good, i entered him in one go, giving him all my 10 inches balls deep. I continue to drive the train, we fucked in that position for some minutes, but this was all too much for me and i then proceeded to shoot my babies deep inside Mr D, as he was balls deep inside the cyclist. "Fuuuuuuck" he yelled out, as he felt my cock shot spurt after spurt of my seed. I kept my cock deep inside him as i knew he wouldnt last inside the cyclist. And sure enough, in about 40 secs, as my cock was starting to soften, he shot his load deep inside the cyclist. To cap it all off, the cyclist ate my load from Mr D's ass, and Mr D ate his load from the cyclist's ass. And ofcourse, there was no way the cyclist was going to walk out with that hard on, so it was now my turn to have him shoot his delicious, salty cum in my mouth. There was lots of cum kissing as we "wound down", and by then it was now just drizzling. We walked out one after the other. The cyclist rode into the dark, Mr D drove off in his truck. I sat there for about 5 mins just amazed by how hot this encounter was. Each guy came twice, i pumped my load in both guys and barely any words were spoken. Everyone went home satisfied. Sad to say, i never met them again. I still drive past the toilet at night, sometimes hoping to meet them again. But that's the thing with cruising, anon sex is always better. Oh and the best part, both the cyclist and Mr D had wedding rings! Gay bareback sex is too addictive i always say. Always leaves you satisfied.

So I was bored on the weekend. Started surfing grindr. Found a guy that lived literally right behind me. He met me in front of my place. We proceeded to go to my bedroom, older guy, great cock. Stripped naked and got down to it. He put it in me and pumped pretty hard there was no word of condoms or status. I knew I wanted his load in me. So as a good bottom I laid on my stomach and took him all the way. After 10 minutes or so he said he was about to cum, I just laid there and took it. First bareback load ever and I loved it. I am hoping I bet much more.

This story took place 20 years ago. I was 24, often drunk, and a young soldier. I enjoyed sleeping around, with women in the open, men on the sly, wasn't too picky. For all intents and purposes I'm straight, but I had a wild side that came out to play now and then. This was one of those times. I was in Berlin for a couple of days and staying in a hostel. I checked my Lonely Planet guidebook and saw a bar called Tom's Place. I said it had a special 'dark' room downstairs... that got me curious. I'd been to a couple of gay bars in Vancouver before I had enlisted, but nothing with anything like what potential awaited. I decided to go for it. I said goodnight to my travelling companion, who was going to be early, and took a cab to the bar around 10:30, already buzzed. I tend to get myself into these situations without really thinking of how it my end, just excited for the endless possibilities that might develop. I walked in and grabbed a beer. A fair amount of guys were just lounging around and the second room had a few tvs playing various porno flicks. There wasn't much going on here and I was a little nervous to start chatting it up with anyone. New town, new language. I just took it in to start and walked around. I saw a set of stairs that headed down into the abyss and quickly went down them. At the bottom I couldn't tell how big the room was, it was too dark to make out much of anything. I couldn't hear much other than the music that was playing upstairs. I could feel that there were a few small, doorless cubicles along one side. Truthfully, I never did explore more than the one wall!. I took a few steps out of the cubical and felt people brush past me. I moved towards the wall to my right. I reached my hand along it to my right, I felt the belt of someone beside me. My hand rested there for a moment, before moving further to the right, a belt buckle. It was so dark I would not have noticed the person beside me. It got me so excited feeling another man beside me, anonymity drives me crazy!. I moved my hand down over his crotch, I felt the warm hardness through his jeans. My lust built up as I felt up this unseen stranger. After a minute of this I reached for his zipper, quickly slipping my hand through to get closer to what I desired. HIs cock grew harder and he started rubbing my arm. I grabbed his open fly and pulled him in my direction, he came along. I moved back into the cubby, he followed. I backed up to the bench and sat down, placing my glasse of beer beside me. His crotch was now infront of me and he was undoing his belt. I grabbed the band of his briefs and pulled them down. I buried my nose in the hairs above his shaft and inhaled deeply, it smelled of cock. I grabbed the base and took a few inches into my open mouth before closing my lips and savouring the flavour, drawing my lips back to the head and coming down again for me. A hand held the top of my nearly bald head and rubbed it while I worked my mouth up and down on his cock. It tasted to so good. It was just over 5 inches or so long, and slightly thicker than average, but but it had been about 4 months since I'd last sucked a cock and it was good. I came up for air and gave his balls some attention, they were shaved, sucking first one ball, then the other, licking my way back up the shaft. Then in dawned on me, I should do what I loved my old boyfriend doing - take a swig of cold beer then insert his cock in my mouth! While jerking his cock I took a swallow, then another and held it in my mouth. I tiled my head back, hunched over, and opened my lips enough to let him in without spilling. I could faintly hear his approval as I worked his cock and drank the beer as it warmed up. I could tell that he enjoyed the cold then hot sensations as I did. I did this a few more times, speeding up my mouth as I did so. I played with his balls with one hand and alternately sucked his head, licked his shaft, and took as much as I could. His hips began bucking back at me as I worshipped his member, by now both hands resting on my head. His balls began to tighten up as he clamped my head in place. He suddenly stopped, with only his head in my mouth.. then I felt it... the spurts, one, two, three, spurts of cum in quick succession. I moved my head down to the base and back a few times as I swallowed his load. Cum is something that I neither love, nor hate the taste of, but it's the experience that gets me... the throbbing, the warmth, the pleasure I'm giving. I sucked his head for a few seconds more before he pulled back, and walked out, buckling his pants along the way. I sat back and drank some beer, relishing what had just happened. I just blew a random stranger. I didn't have any clue what he looked like, his age, his skin colour, nothing. But it was good. So good. I brought my empty glass upstairs and placed it on the bar before going to the bathroom. While processing everything I looked over and saw a condom and lube machine. I generally played safe in those days, especially with me, and hadn't planned on stopping it then. The last time I had taken a cock up my ass was in the summer from an old lover, and it was bareback, and while I loved it, he was someone I trusted. However, the booze, the atmosphere, the lust were soon to change my mind about certain things.... In my naivety I bought a couple condoms and some lube... To be continued...

I was under the impression that this was indeed the CHEM FICTION section, is it not? I am amazed at the ongoing interest towards something I wrote purely because I couldn't find anything to "get me there" at the time! Never thought I'd push it that far. I haven't touched the story in a while to be honest, I've been focusing on other stuff, but I think I'm ready to get back to it, finish this story and complete the first chapter of the sequel. It's coming, just can't say when, but hopefully soon.

Last week I reconnected with a hookup I had a month or two ago. Last time I met with him I had just come to give a quick blowjob but we had ended up fucking raw. He never came though so I never really felt fully satisfied from it. This time though I was horny after work and was just looking for some fun, and he messaged me on scruff asking if I’d be down to hook up with him and his buddy. Went over to their place, and ended up serving both of them for a good hour or two. They treated me as there own personal hole and made sure I always had either a cock in my mouth or a dick in my ass. His buddy had a pretty decent sized cock too, so bottoming for him was very enjoyable. His buddy would fuck me in the ass and he would fuck my mouth nonstop. He was very forceful and I really loved feeling used by them. The hottest thing was him telling his buddy to come in my ass and give me his load. His buddy ended up shooting inside my ass, and he fucked my ass with his buddy’s cum in there. His buddy had started to get hard and fuck me again but they ended up turning in not long after that. Still been getting used to playing raw more, and this was definitely a hot experience in glad I had. Loved the feeling of having my hole used.

Chapter 18 About the same time the guy that was eating his cunt stopped. He said “ If you get more cum in there I will suck it out of you “. The Married guy hadn’t thought about taking anymore cock up his ass, Let alone cum, but, the feeling of this guy’s mouth sucking his ass made him want more of that. The Married guy took a breath and looked around. Most of the guys were gone. He knew that he was part of the show that evening. He only wanted to watch and maybe fir a blow job, not be part of the show. He stood up, his knees were weak and not real steady. His ass felt really slimy and nasty. Even though a guy had sucked on his hole, he was still dripping out cum and piss. He reached behind himself and felt his hole, It was really messy and when eh put a finger I he was surprised that he wasn’t sore but he was definitely very loose, He was actually able to put three fingers in his ass and it didn’t hurt. It actually felt good and those strange lustful stirrings were starting again. He saw a couple guy walking up the path near another streetlight and decided to walk up and see what was going on. In his current state he forgot to collect his shorts and walked up naked from the waist down. As he walked up the path his ass was continually dripping out the nasty mix and his cheeks really felt slippery. This had the effect of turning on the Married guy more. His ass really felt like a cunt. He remembered hot wet some of the bitches were that he fucked when he was younger, now he was the bitch. He still felt the craving that he stared to feel earlier before all this started. His ass felt so nasty it was exciting him beyond belief. He came on some guys and noticed the Kid was on his knees and two guys were standing in front of him. The Kid was alternating between the guys sucking one and then switching to the other. He was trying to get both cocks in his mouth at the same time but there was no way he could do that. While he was watching that he dropped his shorts and began to feel his cock and pinch his nipples. A guy cam up behind him and checked what was written on his ass. He told the Married guy “ Bend over slut “. The guy started pushing the Married guy over but there was little or no resistance and he bent over. He immediately felt a warm head of a cock pushing up his ass. This was what he needed to feel again. The Guy stared pumping in his ass. He asked the Married guy “ Want a hot POZ load in this cunt “ ? the Married guy didn’t have time to answer when the guy grabbed his hips and lunged forward. This caught the Married guy off guard and was about to say No but instead made a strange squealing noise when he felt the penetration and throbbing deep in his ass. The guy stayed up the Married guy’s ass and asked him if wanted some chem piss in this ass. Not realizing what he was answering he said “ Yes, please load me up “. The guy was happy to flood his guts with a cocktail of piss and mixed drugs. He pulled out and the Married guy was about to stand up when another voice said “ Not so Fast “. He felt anther cock going up his cunt and was enjoying it when he felt that the base was extremely thick. It was a wedge-shaped cock and when the guy bottomed out into the Married guy’s ass it hurt. It was splitting his ass wide open. He pumped the Married guy’s cunt for a few minutes. This was forcing the Chem piss deeper into his guts and the Married guy once again could feel his head starting to spin. The guy stopped and said “ Sorry, I already shot a couple bog POZ loads or I would have donated it to you, But I can add to the mess in your butt “. He stopped and then once again the Married guy cold feel the warm swelling in his as, but this time it wasn’t unpleasant, and he was actually loving it. He was now hooked on taking piss up his ass. This was something he would be asking for whenever he played. The guy that was up his ass stayed there for a while after, He said “ You have a great ass, It is twitching all around my cock “. His cock was starting to lose his size and was about to slide out of the stretched, slippery hole. The Married guy was panting, his heart was racing and he had a craving that was unreal. The cock came out and the Married guy finally was able to stand up. Cum and piss ran out of this ass, down his legs and all over his shorts. He pulled his shorts up and they felt like he just came out of the pool, just this time it was the smell of cum and piss. He left and wandered to his car to go home. It would be interesting to see how he would explain the smelly shorts and the words on his backside. The Kid was still on his knees servicing guys that walked up to him. One had the Kid’s head and was roughly skull fucking him.

Part 21: Pastor Kline's Conversion I walked into my office several days after our four-way with a noticeable waddle, my ass still hurting from Peter’s vigorous fucking. After he filled me, Peter took a few minutes to recover and then fucked Pastor Kline. Dominic fucked me for a while, adding to the cum which was dripping out of my ass. After hours of sex, we were all sweaty, the apartment smelling strongly of testosterone. “I never knew it could feel like this,” Peter said. “What did it feel like with Lewis?” I asked. “Great,” Peter said, “but I was his first. He really didn’t have a handle on anything.” “Did he at least try blowing you?” Dominic asked. “Not really,” Peter said. “We’ll train him,” Dominic said. “Pastor Kline will give him lessons on technique.” “Happily,” Pastor Kline said. Peter and Pastor Kline left soon after, returning to their wives. It took some time for them to clean themselves up, showing no signs of just having had incredible sex. “If you ask me,” Dominic said, returning to the bed where I was waiting, cum dripping out of my ass, soaking the sheets which were already drenched from our sweaty bodies, “I think there’s something in the water at your church. You’ve got gay men popping out of the woodwork left and right.” “Maybe it’s you,” I told him, reaching out and rubbing my hand over his chest. “Maybe we just can’t resist someone as dominant as you.” “Maybe,” he said. I laughed. “What?” he asked. “Nothing,” I told him. “It’s just… I’m now just realizing how close your name is to dominant. You are the Dom in the relationship.” “And you are a ‘Ryder’ of dick,” he said, smiling. “We’re perfect for each other.” “I suppose we are,” I told him. “You know, when Peter was fucking me, I found myself wanting him real hard.” “Should I be jealous?” “No,” I told him. “I wish he could join us, actually.” “Sounds hot,” Dominic said. “Unlikely, but hot. He is married after all.” “True. What do you think they’ll do now? Peter and Pastor Kline? When they convert, what will happen? How will they hide it?” “Neither fucks their wife,” Dominic said. “They’ll have to decide later on what they’ll do with medication, but, for now, it’s all sex and poz cum.” “Are you on meds?” I asked him. “I was for a while,” Dominic said. “I stopped once I knew I wanted your ass.” “How sweet,” I said, grabbing his nipple and pinching hard. “I guess I’ll have to figure out medication at some point too.” “But not now,” Dominic said. “For now, all I want is for you to blow your load in my mouth. Got it?” I nodded. ### “Good morning, Pastor Ryder,” the church secretary said. “Good morning.” I passed Pastor Kline’s office and found the lights off. “Where’s Pastor Kline?” I asked. “Sick,” she said. “He called this morning saying he has the flu and won’t be in all week.” “Oh,” I said, stopping myself from smiling. “He just needs our prayer,” she said. “He sure does,” I said. As soon as I was in my office I called Pastor Kline’s number. “Hello?” a groaning voice said. “It’s Will,” I said, my voice low. “I just heard you’re sick.” “Sure am,” Pastor Kline said. “Do you think it could be… well, you know.” “Most likely,” I told him. “Look, I’ll be over in a day or two to check on you. I’ll call Dominic and make sure he knows. He’ll let you know everything you need to do to get through this.” “Thanks, Will,” he said. “I was starting to think it would never happen.” As soon as I ended the call I called Dominic. “Are you sure?” he asked. “Positive,” I said. “Well, I guess we don’t know that part yet, but you know what I mean.” “I’ll call Dr. Wade and make an appointment for him.” “You’ll have to give yourself another tally mark,” I said. “Seems so. Heard anything from Peter?” “Not yet,” I told him. “All we need to do now is get Peter to bring Lewis into our little gang. Then, we’ll move onto Pastor Kline’s son.” “Lewis won’t be much of a problem,” I said. “Pastor Kline’s son will be the challenge.” “We’ll make it happen.” Two days later I visited Pastor Kline. “The poor thing is so sick,” Mrs. Kline said. “I’ve barely been able to get anything done, trying to keep him going.” “If you want,” I told her, “I’ll stay here with him for a few hours if you want to go out and do some shopping.” “Would you do that?” “Of course,” I told her. Once she was gone, I went into their bedroom, finding Pastor Kline looking deathly ill. Shit, I thought. Had I looked like this? Pastor Kline’s eyes opened, a smile forming once he recognized me. “Will. How are you?” “I’m good,” I said. “You’ve looked better.” “Is my wife nearby?” he asked. “No. She just left to go shopping. I told her I would look after for you’re a while.” “Good,” he said. “Fuck. Did you feel this bad?” “Almost,” I told him. “In a few days, you’ll get super horny.” “I’m horny now,” he said, his hand moving beneath the covers and rubbing his crotch. “Do you want some help?” I asked. “If you don’t mind,” he said. I pulled down the covers and slipped down his underwear, revealing his growing cock. It was true that Pastor Kline’s dick was nothing special, but it was hot knowing I was holding the cock of a man of God. A man who had poz blood coursing through his veins, converting his body. As if my thought entered his mind, Pastor Kline’s cock started to stiffen in my hand. I ran my thumb over the head, smearing precum. “That feels amazing,” Pastor Kline moaned. I leaned forward and ran my tongue from the base of his cock all the way up to the tip, sending waves throughout his body. I held his balls in my hand, wrapping my fingers around his scrotum and pulling down. “I’m not going to let you cum yet,” I said. “We’ve got a while until your wife gets back.” “I’m all yours,” he said. I swallowed his dick, taking it all with ease. I had to pace myself, slowly moving my tongue along his shaft, applying just enough pressure to keep him hard but not enough to make him cum. After nearly an hour my jaw was getting sore. “Ready to cum?” I asked him. “Always,” he moaned, running his hand through my hair. He smiled. “What?” “Nothing,” he said. “I just never imagined I would ever see you sucking my dick.” “Well, a few months ago, I wouldn’t have thought I would be,” I told him, licking the head, a string of precum stretching out and landing in my beard. He moved his thumb along my face, wiping up the precum and inserting it in my mouth. “I’ve wanted you ever since you were hired,” Pastor Kline said. "Why?" I asked. "I know I'm sort of good looking-" "Try fucking hot," Pastor Kline said, straining to laugh. "You remind me of a man I went to college with years ago. Fuck, I wanted him. I almost tried to corner him one night, but I stopped myself. God, if I saw him again..." "You'd fuck his brains out?" "I'd get as much out of him as I could," Pastor Kline said. "Back when we hired you, I think I was hoping for another chance." "Well," I told him, "you got it." He ran his hand along my face, fingers moving over my beard. “I used to stay up late, wait for my wife to fall asleep, and think about you fucking me.” “Dreams come true,” I said. He smiled. “Sometimes, I’d fantasize about you and my son taking turns fucking me. Then you’d fuck him, taking both of us.” “You’ve really got something for your son, don’t you?” “He’s just so handsome,” Pastor Kline said. “I know he’s my son, but don’t you get it? You fucked your brother. Wasn’t that a special connection?” “It was,” I admitted, thinking back, crossing a line so few crossed. I still hadn't heard from Jay, and an anger still remained, but there was no denying the fact that what had happened between us had been incredible. “I just don’t want you to get your hopes up. I also don’t want you to risk your relationship. What if you make a move, and you’re wrong?” “I know,” he said. “We’re just gonna need to get Lewis on our side first. If anyone’s got a shot, it’s him.” “Peter’s working on that,” I said. I watched as Pastor Kline closed his eyes, low moans escaping his lips. “Keep your eyes closed,” I told him. I stood up and pulled down my pants and underwear, my cock already hard. I climbed up on the bed and situated myself between his legs, hoisting them up over my shoulders, revealing his hole. “I want you to imagine I’m your son. Say whatever it is you’d want to say to him. Got it?” Pastor Kline nodded. I spit in my hand and rubbed it along my dick and on his hole. I pressed my head against his opening and pushed inside, moving beyond the resistance and causing him to shudder and gasp. “Oh, Will,” he said. “No,” I told him, pushing harder, forcing more of myself inside. “Not Will.” “Ryan,” he moaned, his hands reaching up to his nipples which he started to twist. Having fucked Pastor Kline many times before, I knew what made his body lose control. I knew what would make him cum from just his ass. I knew what would make him feel what he had always wanted to feel: his son fucking him. “Is this what you want, Dad?” I whispered, shoving myself deep inside him, his back arching, hands shaking. “Am I making you feel good?” “Yes, Son.” “Do you like knowing that the dick that you made is inside you?” “Yes.” “Is it filling you?” “It’s so big.” “Do you want me to breed you?” “I need your cum.” “How badly?” “I need it so bad. I need it deep inside me, Son.” “Will you be my pig?” “Forever.” “Will you give me your ass whenever I need it?” “It’s always yours.” My breathing was shallow, my orgasm rising. I reached out and grabbed his arms, pulling them up and over his head, pinning him down. His eyes opened, looking straight into mine. “You’re mine,” I said, slamming my dick hard into his ass, unloading deep. My arms shook, unable to hold my weight. I collapsed on his chest, both our chests heaving as we tried to catch our breath. I felt something wet around my stomach and looked down, seeing a small pool of cum beneath Pastor Kline’s dick. I lifted myself off him and scooped up his cum on my finger and stuck it in my mouth, my eyes meeting his as I savored his first poz load. “Fuck,” he moaned, smiling big. “I’ve never felt so bad but been so happy.” I collected more of his cum and dropped it into his mouth, watching as he licked his lips. “Taste good?” “Amazing,” he said. I pulled my dick out, watching as my cum squirted out on the sheets. “While I love the smell of men and sex,” I told him, “we probably should clean you up before your wife gets home.” “You’re right,” he said. “Just give me a second. I want to bask in this for a moment more.” I changed his sheets and helped him into the bathroom where he shit out my cum, much to his disappointment. I helped him shower and blew him again. Once he was clean and unable to cum anymore, I returned him to his newly made bed. “Do you think it’ll ever happen?” he asked me. “What?” “Ryan,” he said. “I want more than anything for him to fuck me.” “Well,” I said. “Remember how much you hoped I’d fuck you one day? That happened. Hell, we’ve fucked so many times, I’ve lost count.” “That’s true,” he said. After a few minutes he fell asleep. Not long after his wife returned. “How is he?” “Tired,” I told her. “I know a doctor to call should he get worse. Just let me know.” “Thank you, Will.” “My pleasure,” I said, smiling. ### “How is he?” Dominic asked. “Feeling sick,” I told him. “I kept him company.” “And by that you mean…” “I fucked him while pretending to be his son,” I said. “Then I tasted his first poz load and then fed him the rest. I also blew him.” “If only I had had you when I converted,” Dominic said, kissing me. My phone vibrated, revealing a call. I looked at the ID and found Jay's name. "Hello?" "Will," Jay's voice said over the phone, an excitement within the single word. "I've got some great news..." _________________________________________________________________________________________ As I said in my previous chapter post, we've reached the point of what I have written. I'm working on writing more, but life gets in the way. I'll be taking a short break so that I can get more written. I'm hoping this isn't a story that could go on forever, so I'm trying to figure out a good ending. What it will be, who knows. If you have ideas or there's something you want to see, please let me know. No promises they'll happen, but I love seeing your thoughts. Until our next Sermon, keep fucking.

Yo, this guy is a demigod. White 32 top full beard tats muscular very masculine looking a bit on the chub side 6 incher. 3 seconds after inserting into me he pulled out and started cumming. Upon feeling the first warm glob, I moved the fastest I've ever moved before, reaching around to grab the base of his cock and impaled myself onto it just in time to grab the second and subsequent shots. After that, he stayed hard while I milked his cock with my ass squeezing out what I thought was the last drop. Nope, like2 min later, hestarted thrusting and bam another load. Continued with a 3rd, 4th, 5th, each with pulsations that I could physically feel in me over the course what must have been like 40 minutes or so to my delight before he said he had to go. Not gonna lie, part of me was tempted to just tie him up and milk him like a cum cow the whole night. I feel like I stumbled upon an ultra rare poke-a-man. Incredible

Actually, the bill in Florida, and the bill introduced in Congress, are exactly "Don't say gay" bills - at least insofar as in the places they apply, such as schools. They pose as standards about "appropriateness" - a bunch of bullshit about how we shouldn't "sexualize" children and topics of "sexual orientation" shouldn't be discussed in schools below a certain grade. But they don't mean ALL sexual orientations - they mean LGBT ones. Because I guarantee you, no second grade teacher is ever going to get in trouble for mentioning that she has a husband, and no boy's PE coach will ever get in trouble for mentioning that he's got a girlfriend. A heterosexually married female teacher will never get in trouble for acknowledging to her students that she's expecting a child. What this is aimed at is not letting LGBT teachers acknowledge having a same-sex partner - an acknowledgement that presents no problem if the partner is the opposite sex, because small-minded bigots want to control what their children think about such issues. If they're presented with a positive role model in a school setting, their iron-clad religious grip on the child's thought process may loosen. And THAT boils down to "don't say gay" - just don't mention it, or else you're likely to lose your job.

fucked twice Saturday night

It’s nine thirty in the morning on the Friday leading into Memorial Day weekend and I’m in about the last place I expected to be this morning; lying in a sling, my legs pointed to Jesus with a hot Russian-born man I met all of 17 minutes ago long-dicking me raw with his 9-inch uncut fuckmeat. I look up at the wooden slats in the garage roof and wonder how many other fuckboys have looked up at them before from this same position. “You like that, fucker?” the man rawdogging me asks. “Fuckin’ love it, don’t stop,” I say, even though I have a conference call for work in 15 minutes. “Then fucking open up for me!” “Tryin,” I insist. “I didn’t get fucked much during the pandemic.” “We’ll have to work on that,” he says with a grin then pounds away even harder. ++++ I met this guy through an app, which is how a lot seed-swappers connect these days. But it wasn’t a hook up app, like Grindr or Scruff. No, I owe interior whitewash I’m minutes away from getting to get to the app Offer Up. It started innocently enough. +++++ My neighborhood cross fit box didn’t survive the pandemic and instead of running out a finding another one or joining an overpriced gym, I thought I’d try to improve the home gym set-up in my garage. I log onto Offer Up, which is like a garage sale in your phone—to see if anyone near me is selling any gym equipment. I find a set of three used kettle bells being sold by someone named Vitaly45 who lives about 20 minutes away. I make an offer. He accepts. I have just enough time to pick them up and get back home before my conference call for work. It’s chilly out so I throw on a shiny black down Moncler puffer vest over a black long-sleeved Underarmour compression shirt, and a pair of royal blue three-stripe Adidas tights and head out. Vitaly45’s house is your basic suburban tract house. He advised me by text to "park across the street in front of the church" because his side has street cleaning today and he wouldn’t want me to get a ticket for a five minute stop. Thoughtful. I pull up in front of the church and text, “Here.” “Come around back to garage,” he texts back. I walk around to the side of the house, round the corner and the first thing I see inside the garage is the sweaty, rippling back of a olive-skinned man doing chin ups from a bar hanging from the ceiling. I watch as he knocks out rep after rep. He’s got the V shape of a Men’s Fitness model but he’s a bit thick, too, like a man with a healthy appetite. His legs are like tree trunks, hanging down below a sweat-soaked pair army green silkies. He grunts out the rest of his reps and then drops to the floor. “Hey,” I say. “Oh hey,” he says. “I’m here for the—“ he turns around and the front of him is so fucking hot, the word ‘kettlebells’ flies right out of head, “the, um, things…that you swing…” He smiles like someone who’s used to driving people to distraction. “I think the word you’re looking for is kettlebells.” “Right, yes,” I say. “They’re right over here.” He leads me to the corner where a three gunmetal gray kettle bells—a 35 pounder, a 25 pounder and a 15 pounder—sit in a row on the ground. They’ve clearly gotten a lot of use. “These are perfect,” I say. “Why are you getting rid of them?” “I have another set and uh, those belonged to someone who isn’t in my life anymore.” Interesting. “Got it. Can I Venmo you?” “Sure,” he says. I find his Venmo account, enter the amount, type ‘Kettlebells’ then add an emoji of two cartoon men lifting together. Then, just before I hit send, something compels me to type #BBBH, the Bareback Brotherhood hashtag. He probably won’t see it until later, anyway. “Can I help you load ‘em into your car?” he asks. “Sure,” I say. Just hearing him say the word load makes my rod twitch in my tights. He picks up the 35 and 25 and I pick up the 15. He follows me out the gate, across the street to my SUV. I open in the back of the cluttered hatchback. “Excuse the mess,” I remark. I go to move my gym bag to make room for the weights. A small bottle flies out of the side pocket and skitters across the pavement. My new poppers. Vitaly lifts the toe of his shoe and stops it. Then he picks the bottle up and smiles at me. “Don’t want to let those get away. You never know when you’re gonna need them.” “Well, that was embarrassing,” I say reaching out to take the bottle. But he doesn’t let it go. He just smiles at me...devilishly. “Like who knows? You might be needing them in just a few minutes,” he says, holding my stare. My heart starts to race. And then I start to laugh. Hard. Out of nervous embarrassment. I can’t help it. “What’s so funny, popper boy?” he asks, confused. “It’s just um…I got out of a monogamous relationship a few months ago and the main reason I’m looking to step up my fitness is because, well, I want to have a slutty summer.” “So what does that mean, specifically, that you want to have sex with lots of guys?” "How are you so sure it's guys?" "Bitch, please," he says. And then I'm laughing again. “So yeah, I want to have sex with more guys. I came of age in the 90's...and I was pretty freaked out about sex and a missed out a lot. Now I want to make up for lost time." “Does that mean like multiple hookups a day?” “Sure,” I say. “Or maybe multiple guys at once? “Sure.” “I think that’s a worthy pursuit. Do you take loads?” The way he says that, as casually as if were asking if I’d like a cup of coffee, makes my hole twitch. “Because that’s where everyone is right now. Everyone hot, anyway. A slutty summer where you don’t take loads isn’t really a slutty summer at all, is it? The only person I’ve ever cum inside and whose ever cum inside me is my ex. But breeding is all I think about, all I want to see in porn, all I want to do now. I look Vitaly in the eye and say— “Yes, I take loads. Give them, too. What’s the point if you’re not gonna swap cum?” “Morning, Father Vincenzo,” says Vitaly, looking over my shoulder. Oh shit, who is he talking to? I turn around to see a Catholic priest, with the white collar and whole bit. He looks like Stanley Tucci circa The Devil Wears Prada. He waves to my kettlebell buddy. “Morning, Vitaly,” the priest says. I wait for the priest to disappear into the church then lean in and whisper. “Do you think Father McHot-ass heard what we were saying," I ask, "about taking and giving loads?” “Don’t know,” says Vitaly. “Maybe you bring that up to him at your next confession.” I smile and get momentarily lost in Vitaly’s brown bedroom eyes, then I hear a notification ding on my phone. “Look, I have to be on a conference call in 15 minutes. I better get going.” "Going?" he says. "No. Is it audio or video?” “What does it matter?” I ask. “Because if it’s just audio,” he says, stepping closer and pulling the drawstring on my tights toward him, “you can be on your unimportant call, while I focus on what’s really important; eating, fucking and breeding your hole. Video would make that trickier though not impossible.” I stare at him dumbfounded, not sure what to do. My cock and hole are not conflicted, however. The former is rock-hard and the latter is hungry and twitching. “Look,” he says, with a wicked grin. “Do you really want to make up for lost time or was that just talk?" I think back to the goal I made for myself just last night: quit fantasizing and start fucking. And the most central component of the new leaf I want to turn over is cum. Jizz. Sperm. Semen. Giving it and taking it. The exchange of seed. And here is a smoking hot barebacker offering to start me off with a fresh batch of stranger spunk. I look down at my phone. The conference call is in 13 minutes. “Let’s go,” I say to Vitaly. ++++ And now it’s 10 minutes later and I’m getting rawdogged by Vitaly in a sling that hangs from the same bar in his garage he was doing pull-ups on when I arrived. It took him two minutes to hang it during which time, I got naked…two more minutes to eat my hole open. Then he pulled his cuntflooder out of the leg of his silkies and now he’s been inside me about five minutes, try to get my hungry but a-bit- out-of-practice fuckhole to let him all the way in. “Dude, if you want my load, you’re going to have to open up for me,” he grunts. “I’m trying, fucker,” I admit. “But your dick is fucking huge.” “Then maybe deep down you don’t want my cum inside you,” he taunts. “It’s fucking all I want!” I bark. “I gotta have your cum.” “Where are those poppers?” he asks. I crane my head to the pile of clothes I left on a bench; all the shiny, tight sports gear that’s always turned me on. “They should be in the pocket of the puffer vest,” I grunt. Vitaly pushes the sling away so I slide off his dick, then steps over to get the poppers. He brings me the poppers and the vest. “Here, put this back on. I have a fetish for hot guys in shiny gear.” This morning just keeps getting better and better. “Fuck yeah, man. Me, too.” I lean up and slip the vest over my naked torso. The nylon feels so silky and smooth on my skin. I lean back into the sling and open up the poppers. “You ready, stud?’ I ask. “Fuck yeah,” says Vitaly. “Take a big hit and I’ll go balls deep in one stroke.” I inhale. The poppers work their magic and the next thing I know, Vitaly is inside me to the hilt. “Fuck, I feel so fucking full,” I say. Vitaly starts to thrust….never coming quite all the way out. The sling rocks back and forth. I roll my head back and see Vitaly’s back yard with its tall hedge. We left the garage door open for the breeze. Vitaly assures me it’s pretty private back here but who knows? The entire neighborhood could be watching and listening to this man I just met bareback me. “Damn, I can already feel my nuts starting to churn, fucker,” Vitaly says. "How many days?" I ask. "Dude, you are so in luck," he says. "My mother was in town visiting. She ran me ragged so I didn't have time to jack off let alone, fuck any hole. I literally dropped her off at the airport two hours ago." "So?" "Six days worth," he says. "I shoot pretty huge anyway...so your hole's getting fucking deluged." "Will we need to call FEMA?" "Possibly," he says. Then he reaches into the pocket of my Moncler vest and hands me my cell phone. “Don’t you have a conference call in about a minute?” he asks. “Hold on. You’re suggesting I go on it while I’m getting barebacked in your sling?” “No, stupid,” he says. “The sling's too noisy. We can fuck on the mat during your call.” He pulls out of me with a plop. “Damn, I feel so empty now,” I say. “Not for long,” he says, pulling me up. I plop down on the mat and lay on my back. “No, all fours,” he says. “Doggie.” I get on all fours and arch my back. I feel his cockhead breach my pucker. “Poppers,” he says. I take a hit of poppers and then bam…he’s back inside to the hilt. I close my eyes in ecstasy and when I open them, I notice he’s positioned us in front of a full-length mirror. I can watch my body shudder while Vitaly fucks me. I can see his glorious torso heave and sweat and his handsome face contort in pleasure. He hands me my phone. “Conference call, pigboy,” he says. “We don’t want your Slutty Summer starting off with you getting fired.” “Well, slow your strokes then,” I plead. “I can barely speak with you thrusting like that.” He changes his pace to a very slow and measured long strokes, innnnnn and outtttttt, innnnnn and ouuuuuuuuttt. Fuck, his cockhead is hitting all my spots. I’m leaking precum like a faucet all over the mat. I hold my phone up for face recognition. It doesn’t recognize me with my face contorted in ecstasy. I enter my six-digit code. Then I scroll to the email with the conference code link and click into the meeting. Vitaly smiles like a devil in the mirror as I awkwardly announce myself to the meeting room. I’m not the last to arrive. Good. My immediate superior is. Also good. For the next twenty minutes, I listen and occasionally speak as my company conducts its usual business, all the while Vitaly is sliding in and out inside me, then periodically pulling out to feast on my hole. What’s happening on the call couldn’t be more boring…while what's happening in my hole is pure bliss. When a question is raised on the call related to my specific area, my supervisor asks me to expound a bit. I close my eyes and try to focus on forming words and sentences…and not on the gorgeous hunk of man raw-fucking me at 9:45 on a Friday morning. “So in my experience…” I start into my spiel, pulling facts and figures out of my ass. Not literally, of course. My ass is otherwise engaged. After about two minutes of non-stop monologue-ing, Vitaly smacks my ass playfully and I totally lose my train of thought. “You still there?” a co-worker asks. “Yes, sorry. Just lost the connection for a second.” Then Vitaly goes from eating me back to fucking me and suddenly all is right with the world. “…so that’s what I think the company’s position should be but if you all have other opinions, I’m wide open…” I wink in the mirror as I say that…wanting Vitaly will pick up on the double meaning . Yep, I’m wide open all right…more open than I’ve ever been. And with a guy I just met a few minutes ago. As my supervisor starts into one of his supposedly motivational speeches, I close my eyes and savor the fuck. When I open them a few fuck-eat-fuck rounds later, I gasp out loud. The man gently fucking me in the mirror is not Vitaly. Vitaly is behind the man, kissing his neck and playing with his nipples. No, the man fucking me is Father Vincenzo from across the street. He still has is collar on. In fact, he’s totally dressed, with his glistening cock--a bit fatter that Vitaly’s but not as long--sticking out of the fly of his slacks. I look to Vitaly and give him a look like You’re seriously whoring me out now? Vitaly walks to the corner of the garage and picks up the small white dry erase board he uses to track his sets and reps with. He grabs a black marker, scrawls something and holds it up to me. The letters are backwards in the mirror. I can't make it out so he walks around in front of me while Father Vincenzo keeps up his slow strokes in my hole. His dick is right in my face. He replaces it with the board. “Slutty summer? Y or N?” it says. While I listen to my boss drone on, I grab the board from Vitaly and write my own message while his hard cock hovers inches from my face. “Fucking breed me,” I write. Vitaly takes the pen and writes below my message. “Already did once…" My eyes go wide. You fucking bred me? I mouth to him. He nods yes, then writes, "One load..." on the board, then adds in all caps: "SO FAR." Boy, he didn’t let on at all. It must have been one of those stealth breedings fuckers do when the bottom says he doesn’t want to take the load. The difference in this case is I definitely wanted the load. It's just that my work obligations kept me from audibly begging for it. I move the phone away and whisper to Vitaly, “Didn’t even feel it. Must not have been that big” Vitaly shakes his head then walks around behind me, gently moves Father Vincenzo out of the way and starts eating my freshly bred hole. I relax so that if there is a load in there, it’ll ooze out. I definitely feel wetness…but I figured it was just lube and pre-cum. After a minute or so of eating me out, Vitaly and Vincenzo come together in front of me and drop to their knees. Though I'm still supposed to be engaged in a work call, I watch riveted as these two red-hot fuck-studs start to open mouth kiss. Soon, there it is…a huge white chunk of jizz escaping from Vitaly’s mouth onto Vincenzo’s tongue. More continues to ooze out, dripping out of the corner of Vitaly's mouth like beads on a chandelier. Vincenzo catches as much of it as he can and then the two studs snowball it back and forth. Vitaly’s about to swallow the biggest chunk but he doesn’t. Instead, he coats his index finger with it and coats my lips with it, like it’s some kind of healing balm, which in a way it is. He drags a finger up to my mustache so that the smell of his manseed will be with me the rest of the day. Finally, my supervisor brings the call to a close with a friendly “Have a great holiday weekend everyone,” and we all sign off. I toss the phone onto the mat. “Oh fuck, man. That was torture,” I say. “I don’t know,” Vitaly says with a laugh. “I thought it was pretty fun. What did you think, Marco?" Father Vincenzo's first name must be Marco. Hot. "It was fun...and I definitely could have bred you a few times...but I tend to cum pretty loud when I'm breeding so I held off." "My co-workers thank you," I say. "But now that's done and it's time to dick you down proper," says Vitaly He slides his fuckstick back inside me with one stroke while Father Vincenzo walks around and shoves his fat cock down my throat. I can taste Vitaly's first load on the dick in my mouth. I groan around Marco's leaking log as Vitaly starts to pick up speed. His bull balls are slapping my ass and the sound echoes through the garage. “You ready to get bred?” he barks. “Again?” I pull my mouth of Marco's dick. “No man, I want you to fuck me longer,” I plead. “I'll try," he says and then a few fuck strokes later, he reneges. "Aw fuck, I can’t hold off! Your ass is too hot and wet. I gotta go for my breed.” “Then do it, stud! Fucking flood my hungry hole!" “Here it comes, bro. Milk me! I want you to feel every drop go inside you!” “Do it! Breed me! Breed my fucking hole!” “UUUUUUNNNNNNNNGHHH! UNNNNNGH! UNNNNNNGH!” This time, I feel it; rope after rope after rope of Vitaly’s studcum jet into my spasming asshole. He made sure his first load was undetectable—so to speak—but this one feels like a fire extinguisher going off inside me. I welcome every single sperm cell into my writhing, sweaty, nylon-clad body. After Vitaly and I catch our breath, Marco, who is now naked, stands behind Vitaly and caresses his heaving pecs. “Pull out slowly so no cum comes out,” Marco says. “I want to get him back in the sling to eat out your load before I breed him with mine.” “How many days worth?” Vitaly wonders. “Five,” he says. “Hear that, stud? Our man of the cloth here has a five-day load for your hole. I guess he's pretty busy saving sinners and stuff so it builds up.” I smile up at Father Vincenzo and say, “Seed me father for I have sinned.” That gets a laugh out of all of us. I try to rise from the mat and get weak-kneed from the pile-driving I’ve been taking. Vitaly catches me in his arms, then literally hoists me up so I'm straddling him. "Keep that pucker tight," Marco barks. In this position, it would be so easy to just open up and cause a flash flood on the mat. Instead I contract my hole. Vitaly plops me in the sling. While Father Vincenzo eyes my fuckhole and strokes his throbbing cock, Vitaly places my right foot in a stirrup, then the left. Then he grabs Vincenzo by the cock and guides him to my hole. “Not yet,” Vincenzo says. “I want to felch out your load.” And that he does…for about five minutes, which Vitaly decides to catch on video. Oh fuck, is he getting my face? At this point, I don’t fucking care. After his felch-fest, Father Vincenzo stands up and rams his cock into my hot wet hole. “Ah fuck,” I groan. “Your dick is so thick. It feels so fucking good.” Vitaly goes to stand behind Vincenzo. He whispers in his ear as he fucks, getting up to speed with my story. “Randy isn’t a very seasoned seedswapper,” he explains, "but he wants to be…desperately. He doesn't want a single day to go by without give or receiving a butt-breeding. It's that right, Randy?" "Every day?" I say. "That seems like a lot. I get busy." "It sounds like you need to readjust your priorities," Vitaly says. "Ak, fuck," gasps Marco. "I'm getting close." "Pull out!" Vitaly demands, pulling Vincenzo back by his shoulders. His cock is red, raging and drooling cocksnot all over the mat. "Randy, if you want my buddy Marco's load, you need to spell out right here and right now exactly what kind of slutty summer you want to have." "Okay," I gasp. “Do you want to go to bathhouses, right?” “Fuck yes!” I proclaim. “And sex parties?” “Yes.” "You're gonna be on Breeding Zone and Bareback RT every day, cruising for cock, cum and hole?" "Yes!" "And you're gonna let me text you with assignments that you have to complete? Slut School is in session, fucker, and you'll do anything to please your teacher, right?" "Fuck yes," I gasp. "Just someone fill my guts with more cum!" Father Vincenzo slides back in but Vitaly pushes right up behind him so he can't thrust. "Make him beg," Vitaly whispers in Marco's ear. "Beg for it!” Vincenzo pants, like a man in a trance. "Beg for my fucking spunk." “Give me your seed, father. Add to the monster loads that are already in there. Breed me!” The growling starts deep in Vincenzo’s throat. “GRRRRRRRRRR.” Then erupts in a series of loud groans. “AAAAGH! AAAGH! AAAGH! Ah, fuck, I’m cumming. I’m flooding your cunt! Take it, pig! Aw, shit, it’s still coming!” “I want it all!” I plead. “Keep seeding me! Paint my guts! “AAAAGH! AAAGH! AAAGH! AAAAghhhhhhhhhhh!” Just then, without me even touching it, my own cock starts to erupt its cocksnot all over my puffer vest and abs. Vitaly dives gets my cockhead in his mouth in time to taste the last two spurts. “Awwwww fuuuuucccckkkk!” I groan, shuddering. As I come down, Vitaly nurses my cockhead slurping up every drop of cum. Vincenzo churns his load for a bit, then snakes out and dives down to my hole to check his work with his lips and tongue. He sucks on my pucker and pokes his tongue into my hole over and over. “Give me back that seed,” he says. Not having a very seasoned cumtunnel, I'm not sure what muscles to try and relax. Instead. I just visualize the loads sliding out of me and sure enough, it works. I hear Vincenzo groan with pleasure as he felches me out. When he pulls back and stands up, I can see my cummed-up fuckhole in the mirror, all wet and juicy and raw. “Grab my phone, Vitaly,” I say. “I need a shot of my wrecked hole.” Vitaly snaps a few shots of my happy cumhole. Click. Click. Click. “Hashtag hole goals,” he quips. “I’m getting some shots of your stomach too because that shiny vest looks so hot with your jizz all over it.” Click. Click. Click. ++++ A few minutes later, all three of us are dressed again. I'm wearing the cummed-up Moncler vest on top with no shirt underneath. We let Vincenzo walk back out on his own first, so as not to raise any eyebrows. “Later brothers,” he says before walking back to plan that Sunday's mass. Then Vitaly and I walk back at my car. I have a swagger now that I didn't have before. This could truly be the beginning of a major transformation, especially if Vitaly is as into monitoring my slut progression as he seems. “I feel like I got a really good deal on these kettle bells,” I say. “You think so, huh?” Vitaly says. “Oh yeah. I’ll definitely give you a high rating on the Offer Up app.” Vitaly pulls something from behind his back that I didn’t realize he was carrying. “Here’s a little bonus item.” He hands me the white board. He pulls out his phone, stands next to me and before I have time to think about anything, snaps a selfie of the two of us holding the board which still has “FUCKING BREED ME!” written on it in my handwriting and “ALREADY DID ONCE” in Vitaly’s below it. Then he hands me his phone. “Type in your number and I’ll text you that pic,” he instructs. “And the other clips I shot, too. Don't worry, I won't share or post anywhere, unless you decide that should be part of your slutty summer project.” “I would appreciate that,” I say. "Look," he says. "I think you're really hot and fun and I'm really turned on by the idea of being like your...I don't know what the term would be... "Fuck Coach," I offer. "I like that," he says, then puts his hand under my nylon vest and caresses by chest and stomach. "I'm serious about it if you are." I feel my breath catch in my throat. I just nod. Yes. Vitaly grabs a towel from my hatchback and wipes the whiteboard clean. Then he uncaps the marker he brought and draws a line straight down the middle of the board. He writes LT on side and LG on the other, then he makes three small hashmarks under the LT. “LT is for Loads Taken. LG is for Loads Given. Right now it’s at zero. We’re not counting the one you shot because it didn’t go inside another pig…but it does look awfully sexy splattered all over that vest.” He pinches a glob of seed off the nylon and sucks it off his fingers. “I want this board filled up by Labor Day," he says. "What do you say to that?" I say, "Yes, Fuck Coach."

When I was 18 and working for Boys-Pissing and just beginning to experience my journey into the world of piss play, wisdom was bestowed upon me by my fellow cast members that taught me drinking lots and lots of water before you piss on eachother, basically makes it warm water that funnels right through you. So the piss is diluted and you wont get too strong or salty a taste. Your tastebuds will evolve over time. And these days im all about that salt 😛

I’m a horny 22 year old twink who loves cock. Until recently I’ve always played with lads my own age. At first I always played safe with the other twinks but recently I’ve met some regular lads my own age at the club who love raw. I love the feeling of them going in raw, how naughty it feels, how dirty. There is also no better feeling of slipping my raw cock into another twink and making him moan, this is what real men do. Obviously like all lads of my age I watch a lot of porn and the bareback stuff makes me cum the hardest. The videos where a twink, just like me, takes a bear raw and submits to a muscle mans alpha dominance make me super hard. I dream of a real man breeding my twinky smooth body. Every day I pass the gay sauna and have always been curious but I’m a clean lad and I’ve never gone in. Today they had an advert for lads and dads night – and it was tonight. All day at uni I kept getting distracted and at one point it was such a big effort to get my boner back down. I slowed down near the sauna on the way home and suddenly realized I was gonna go in. I could stop myself but I needed fucked so bad. I paid and grabbed some condoms from the desk. In the shower seeing the hairy bears got my so hard. I just couldn’t control myself. Being new to the sauna I was very nervous and after drying started to look around. Because of my nerves I was walking too quickly and turning a corner bumped straight into a hairy muscular bear’s giants pecs. “I’m sorry sir”. He laughed and said “not so sorry you’re taking your nose out of my pecs”. I started to back away but he laughed again, put his arms around me and drew me back in. “Don’t worry, just sniff, breath the musk in”. I did as I was told. He said “wow that cock of urs is rock solid against my stomach”. Again I said “sorry sir”. He told me not to be sorry and opened the bottle of poppers that was hanging from a chain around his neck. I sniffed deeply a few times them managed to wriggle around so my ass was against his raw cock. He rubbed it across my hole a few times and I moaned. The bear grabbed my hand and lead me to a cabin, he was muscled all over, had a hairy chest and treasure trail down to such a thick meaty cock. He was everything I wanted. In the cabin I knelt down and sucked his cock until he said, “stand up boy – tell me what you want”. I replied I wanted him inside me “I’ve got condoms if you want them”. He smiled a cheeky grin and said “is that really what you want – this mighty cock in rubber inside you?”. I looked nervously back and he said “come on have a sniff of daddy’s musk and poppers”. I did so inhaling all the strong scents then said “daddy, I’m just a piece of meat for you to use; I wanna get dumb and feel you raw inside me”. He asked “do you want me to get you pregnant?” …

Poz dick and cum to those who wants it. Go back on meds next week. Will be at Hank's today (afternoon) and maybe Sat or Sun depending on response. Can't be afraid to play in front of others. Poppers are ok but no cigarettes pls. Bare naked cum trading fun.

The top. He's young, maybe 18 or 19. Slim, fair skin with mousey brown hair cut fairly short in a college boy style. His pink nipples look dark against the pale skin of his taught chest. His cock is about six inches, fairly slim and uncut. He's fully erect and the head has revealed itself fully. It points skyward. At the base is a sparse mess of fair public hair which only lightly covers his scrotum. I noticed as he undressed and bent down to remove his jeans from a pair of smooth pale legs that he had a taught well formed arse. He's standing now looking at me and his eyes drop to look at my cock several times. He is shivering slightly. Partly in apprehension at his first time being with a man and also because he knows my status. The bottom. I feel nervous and slightly ashamed as I take my clothes off infront of this man. I've never been with another man before. I've desired to, often, but never had the courage before. However my desire for sex had become overwhelming this summer. I'd always known I was gay but, was always too scared and too shy to ever pursue anything further. Now, here I am in front of this fully grown man. Naked I feel very vulnerable, apprehensive, scared even but more than anything turned on. He is alot older than me. Forty, maybe even fifty. His hair is cropped and he has a short dark beard. I can't stop looking at his hard cock. I've never seen another man's cock fully erect in person. I saw loads in the boys changing room at school but they weren't hard. A few times other boys caught me looking at them. They would whisper and snigger when they caught me looking and I was always embarrassed and leave the changing room as quickly as possible. I've seen hard cocks on the porn sites and dreamt of touch one, tasting one, filling my mouth and tasting cum. I'd dreamt of having a guy fucking me until he came inside me but, they'd only been dreams and desires. Now here I was actually infront of a man with a huge hard cock. It was hard for me. I want it desperately. I know he is positive. Its what attracted me to his profile. He told me the first time we chatted on the site he was detectable. I want it. I don't know why but, feel I need it. I won't be complete without it. The top. I move forward and put my hands on his shoulders pulling him toward me. His skin is warm and soft. He's compliant and let's me take control. I move my mouth towards his and we kiss. His lips are soft like a woman's. I push my tongue into his mouth and taste him and he reciprocates by pushing his tongue into mine. I can feel his young cock prodding my stomach and mine leaking precum on him. The bottom. He reaches for me and pulls me towards him. We kiss I've never kissed anyone like this before, it feels wonderful. His hands are slipping down my back now towards my arse. He has large hands and it feels like they cover my cheeks completely as he pulls me towards him. I can feel his cock pressing against my belly and wetness dripping from him. I reach for his arse and pull him towards me. I want him to take me, fuck me, breed me with his seed, make me whole. The top. I pull him towards me, my palms on his arse. He feels good. My tongue is still exploring his mouth and now I pull apart his buttocks a slide my right hand down the crack of his arse, feeling for his virgin hole. The bottom. He's touching my hole. It feels so good, so intimate. I reach for his cock. I can barely get my hand round it. I feel the end and his precum. Feeling the warm wet fluid of another man feels so good. I cup his large balls in my hand. There full of his seed, the seed that will soon be in my body. The top. His hole is so tight. I remove my hand and wet the middle finger with saliva and place it back at his hole. His hands are caressing my cock and balls and as I insert my finger into him he sqeezes my cock tightly and sighs. The bottom. OMG he's inside me. His finger probing my hole. I've dreamed of moments like this. *****To be continued ****

Your post is ambiguous, because it's unclear what you mean by "it". If you mean "I just got approved for PrEP, but I want to take PrEP, too", then there is no problem. Get on it. If you mean "I just got approved for PrEP, but I want to get HIV, too", then your post belongs in the Bug Chasing forum on this site, not the health section. Basically, if this latter construction is what you mean, then the advice you get will be based on where you post. Here in the health section, the point is to encourage the use of PrEP to avoid getting HIV, and there are very extensive discussions of the problems you can face as an HIV+ man. Basically, you're signing yourself up for a lifetime of expensive health care, which practically no one can afford without some sort of health insurance (be it an employer plan, an individual plan, or a government-financed one. You'll be at heightened risk for all sorts of complications for the rest of your life (because HIV medications not infrequently take a toll on other parts of your body). Despite a vastly better educated populace than we had in, say, 1985, substantial numbers of potential partners (romantic or sexual) will reject you because of your HIV status. If you have dreams of world travel, there are places where you won't be admitted if you truthfully answer questions about your HIV status, and if you lie and they figure it out because you're carrying HIV medication in your luggage, some of those places will arrest you for trying to enter their country illegally. (Thankfully, this is becoming rare, but it's not unknown even today). This isn't to say you must get on PrEP. It's a personal decision. But as I've said many times here, there will always be idiots in the Bug Chasing forums talking about "brotherhood" and deep spiritual meanings behind sharing DNA and all kinds of other bullshit. That "brotherhood" isn't going to be taking care of you when you get your first serious opportunistic infection. They're not going to pay your insurance bill to keep your treatment going when you change jobs and have a gap in coverage, or when you lose your job and you can't get coverage because you don't live in a state with expanded Medicaid (and COBRA coverage is far too expensive). "Brotherhood" in the poz community seems (to me) to be mostly a bunch of jack-offs online indulging in the fantasy that you're all connected because of your shared HIV experience, and it manifests itself mostly in people showing off biohazard tattoos. And look - I get it; the erotic appeal is much like the appeal inherent in things like vampire legends, the seduction of someone into permanently changing something key about himself, a change that wreaks a fundamental reconstruction of the body' But at the end of the day, all it really means is that you now have an incurable disease, one that for the overwhelming majority of people will eventually kill them if they stop treatment (and by eventually I mean far younger than would otherwise be the case). Thanks to science, it's possible to ward off that death sentence to the point that most people with HIV on treatment will die of something else before they reach that point. But the key there is treatment, something that's expensive and can't be stopped if you want it to remain effective.

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My name is Peter, a top with height 188 cm , muscled with an8.5" thick and cut. It all started when I was in my twenties, I had aboyfriend but used to chat online but never met anybody. Every night, I used tosign in on one of the chatting websites and spend all night chatting with guysinto the weirdest and hottest things we might get into if we meet. Then one night I started chatting with an older guy (Jerry) whohappened to have a huge crush on my pictures and insisted on meeting me. Iwasn't interested at all as he was double my age and he wasn't my type at all.But he kept insisting and I kept rejecting, until one day I discovered myboyfriend cheating on me. I returned home putting in my mind that I want to cheat onhim also. I logged in the website and put "looking to meet now". Thesame old guy responded and told him it's his lucky day. We exchanged phonenumbers and 20 minutes later I was on my way to his place. When I reached my senses started returning back to me and Iwas thinking what am I doing. But my anger was stronger so after 10 minutes Iwas outside his door knocking. A nice hot mid forties guy opened the door wearinga robe. We kissed and he let me in. I was really shy and little embarrassed buthe was really gentle and told me he wouldn't proceed if I don't want to. I toldhim no its fine but I am little shy. He laughed and asked me if I want a coke, I told him yes. Hebrought two cups of coke and I drank it in one shot without stop. He then toldme he put some G in the glass to make me relaxed. After a while I startedfeeling relaxed we went to his room where it was the best room I have ever seenwith all equipments including huge screen, lots of dolidos, jocks, wide rangeof leather jocks and straps, handcuffs and of course a leather sling. I wasshocked but happy with what I am seeing. He asked me how am I feeling, I said I am good and feelinghorny. He asked me if I wanna parTy andplay all night. I told him I am free for the next 48 hours, he grinned . Thenhe asked me if I am happy with what I am seeing, I told him yes. The he went downstairs for 5 minutes and he brought a smallbag with white stuff inside it. he asked me if i smoke T, I told him yes eventhough I didn't have any idea about what he was talking. He put some of thiswhite powder in the glass pipe and told me to smoke. I told him I have no clue.He started teaching me and within the next 10 minutes I was smoking it bymyself. After a while I didn't feel anything from the T but then it startedhitting me as I started shaking and wasn't able to put lighter under the glasspipe. At this stage I was feeling the other guy stripping me piece by piece.Then he started licking all my body from top to bottom while I kept smoking. Mybody was tingling in an erotic way and was very horny. I started stripping himand licking all his body until we were both naked. He then gave me a viagra anda very tight jockstrap and he wore a jockstrap also. At this stage I was veryhorny and willing to do anything with this guy. Jerry started to lick all overmy body and when he reached my nipples I was moaning very load that he went crazylicking my nipples and I went crazy moaning. Then he reached my balls andstarted licking them, then he brought a rope and tied my big 8.5 cockcompletely and also my balls stopping blood to my cock. This drove me crazy andI started tongue kissing him. Then he brought the pipe and we started smoking,then he took a big hit and kissed me deep for long 5 minutes. I was flyinghigh, I pushed him on the bed and started licking his body sucking him all overand touching him in places that drove him crazy. He was shaking and playingconstantly with my nipples, this drove me crazy with me sucking his cock andhim squeezing my cock harder with the rope. Jerry then untied my cock and we took 69 position suckingeach other. Jerry asked me for my piss and we went to the bathroom and he drankall my piss directly from the tab. The I took his piss also deep inside mymouth which made me more horny. With all the piss in my system I startedfucking him deep inside and he started moaning really load in pleasure. Icontinued for the next half an hour fucking him continuously until I cameinside him. It was the strongest feeling as I shouted as if it was the firsttime ever I came. I started sucking my cum from his ass and he jerked also. Weate all the cum mine and his and swallowed it until the last drop. We took a shower and asked me if I slammed before. I told him never. He said this will take me into different world. He went to the bag and started preparing two syringes. To be continued.....

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Do you also have fun playing Russian roulette with a loaded pistol? It’s not more “exciting”, it’s just more risky, and more foolhardy. The consequences can far, far outweigh any “fun” that might be had. To the OP: If you’re going to fuck bare, you will always be at risk of catching something. That’s the price of the ticket. You can reduce the risk, but you cannot eliminate it. Saying you want to bareback without risking an STD is like saying you want to go skydiving without jumping out of an airplane. If you aren’t willing to risk it, don’t do it. It’s as simple as that.

Had a really good experience tonight. In Scotland this weekend, hooked up with a mid 30s guy who lived in a small flat near the top of a tower block in the north of Glasgow. He was a nice-looking guy, small, and dark haired with a nice smile and a really fit arse and I really enjoyed his company. He told me he had been street homeless for a while before he got the flat and he was so proud of it - he had hardly any furniture, but the place was as neat as a pin. All he had in the bedroom was a single mattrass on the floor - and that's where I fucked him. We sucked each other for a while and then I got him on his knees and pushed my tongue up his fit, hairy arsehole - he loved it. He'd already told me he wasn't on Prep, but liked it bare, so I lubed him up and pushed my cock up his arse. He was really tight and was a great fuck. He was really into being fucked and was moaning for me to fuck him harder and to breed him. I shot a nice big load right up him. Hoping to hook up with him again

Was there yesterday and blew a 20 day load deep in a guys ass. I do it as much as I can. Not the 10 day part that was totally not planned but had to get it out of my balls. What better place?

My ex wife threw me out of the house when she found out I did Tina and got fucked by men. I literally giggled in her face, she freed me to be a pig, no need to hide my using, fucking and perversity. Immediately rented a room from my dealer , got more t and the celebrated with a black tranny hooker with a 9 inch cock and a filthy weekend at a bathouse and took 18 loads in 2 days

The Second Chapter April 1996. Matthew is 18 years old. He lived. He came. He conquered. Matthew wakes up in the middle of the night. It is two in the morning and his bed is soaked with sweat. He stays in bed for the next three days and he’s on his feet again on the forth, and his life precedes as normal on the fifth, although ‘normal’ may be too kind of a word to use here, as nothing from this point onwards is normal in the world of Matthew Taylor. He hears of the dreaded news one day at the doctor’s office, but much of this memory has become a blur to him. “’m sorry to say,’ says the doctor, sorrowfully, ‘that you are HIV positive.” These are the words that no one should ever hear, and definitely not to a boy of Matthew’s age who did not ask to receive this. “Now, there are limited treatment options …” continues the doctor, but Matthew does not register anything else from this point onwards. The world drowns out in white noise as he sees his future disappearing before his eyes, not wanting to die at such an early age. He weeps in his car and the sky weeps along with him on the drive back home. He weeps himself to sleep until there are no more tears to shed, even if he tries. Six month later. He feels different. He feels stronger. He feels hornier. Matthew's body is changing and he feels very powerful, so he goes to the gym on a daily basis and in no time at all, he is very muscular. He particularly enjoys the attention that he is receiving from the onlookers of men on the streets, at the gym, at school. He is at his best friend’s place and they are playing cards when his friend has to leave for soccer practice, so now he is home alone with his best friend’s dad, Scott, who has just arrived home from his work as an electrician. “Can I get you anything to drink, mate?” Scott asks. “Water’s fine, Mr. Anderson,” Matthew replies. “You know you can call me Scott. How’s school going?” “It’s going alright. Semester’s holiday is coming up.” Scott hands Matthew a glass of water. Matthew has never paid any particular attention to Scott before up until this point. He’s always seen him as his best friend’s dad and nothing else, but now, alone in the kitchen with just the two of them, Matthew finds him particularly attractive, with the scruffy two day beard and the tradie uniform that was in desperate need of washing. There is a scent that Matthew often releases, masculine and dominating, that seems to wither down men’s inhibition, making them more seductive, submissive. It was having an effect on Scott, the bulge in his pants becoming noticeably apparent and he begins to have difficulty diverging his gaze away from Matthew's own pants. He doesn’t know what has gotten over him. ‘Is everything alright, Mr. Anderson?’ Matthew asks. ‘Yeah, just have to use the bathroom,’ Scott says, and he excuses himself quickly. Matthew follows him, and he meets him in the bathroom splashing water on his face. They meet each other’s gazes in the mirror and for a brief moment, no one says anything, until Matthew begins to rub the bulge on his pants. Scott can’t take his eyes of it, although he does try very hard to do so. Temptation takes hold of Scott and he turns around, walks towards Matthew, pulls his pants down, gets on his knees, tastes him with his mouth. He is not particularly good at it, scraping Matthew’s cock with his teeth from time to time, and often gagging on the size. Scott’s eyes are closed as he rocks back and forth and Matthew wonders what he is thinking at this moment, on his knees serving another man for the first time, while his wife and kids are away. There is a slight guilt that runs through Matthew’s body on what they are doing and what will happen in the next ten minutes or so, but he brushes the thought and feeling away, the same way that you might clear a table by pushing everything on the floor, and fills his mind with lust and excitement as to what he is about to do to this man. He pulls Scott off the ground and they kiss. It is passionate and romantic that rivals that of his wife. They walk to his best friend’s room and he pushes Scott onto the bed on his back, removes his pants. Scott’s ass is hairy and tight. Matthew spits on his dick and on Scott’s hole and slides it in, slowly, until it is balls deep. He looks into Scott’s eyes, brown and a bit vacant, as he thrusts, slowly at first, then a bit faster, while Scott lays there silently. It is difficult to tell for sure whether Scott is enjoying the experience, from the silence, but it doesn’t matter because to Matthew, he, like any other men he had conquered, is just a piece of meat for his own pleasure. His life will be short-lived after the infection, like that of Matthew, but he has served his purpose of pleasuring men. It was unfair and unjust to shorten Matthew's life like that, with the infection, and he was determined to take down as many people along the way as he could for as long as he lived. “You will learn to love this,” Matthew whispers in Scott’s ear, releasing deep inside him in the process. He pulls his dick out and Scott is quick to put it back into his mouth to clean it. Indeed, Scott does learn to love this, and he is often found with a raw dick inside him on business meetings across the country soon after.

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The first time I got force-chemmed and raped was my first visit to NYC. I was barely 21, in the Army, all buffed out and a bit over-confident as I explored the gay-scene for the first time, alone in a strange dangerous city I had no business exploring by myself. I was walking down a dark, narrow, deserted street taking a shortcut on my way to check out a popular gay dance club I had heard about that was rumored to be frequented by gay college jocks my age. This hot Latin guy was leaning against a wall smoking a cigarette at the opening to an alley. We checked each other out as I went by. He was wearing faded jeans and a wife beater that hugged his torso showing off his nicely muscled chest and arms. He had some hot tats and this bad-boy look about him that made my dick hard, so after passing him, I turned around to look again. I noted that he was checking out my ass, and when he saw me looking back, a sly grin flashed across his face. He dropped his smoke, cocked his head toward the alley in a "follow me" gesture, and disappeared into the shadows. I was feeling a slight buzz from a few drinks I had earlier, which undoubtedly clouded my judgment. There were no thoughts of danger flashing through my mind, only this burning desire to feel this guy's naked body up against mine. I remember wondering if he was gonna fuck me or if I was gonna fuck him. I didn't care which it would be. Maybe both if I was lucky. I didn't have any condoms with me and that fact didn't even register in my mind. When I entered the alley, it took me a few seconds for my eyes to adjust to the dim light. I could barely see him ahead of me in the distance. He was waiting for me outside of what looked like a doorway. As I approached, I heard the door open and he disappeared inside. I followed him, enjoying this little chase thing we had going. I found myself inside a dark hallway. I could smell cigarettes and alcohol. I could hear muffled voices. I couldn't tell where he had gone so I started down the hall. I checked the first few doors, which were locked. When I got to the end of the hall, I opened the last door and stepped inside. I found myself in the back of a long poorly lit room. There was a small bar counter to my right with a couple of guys sitting on stools and chatting with a bartender. There were a couple of pool tables toward the front of the bar, each with a single bare bulb hanging over it. I heard nothing but Spanish being spoken and quickly realized I was the only white guy in the room. As I stood there, taking in the scene, the occupants of the room noticed me and the place fell silent as all eyes turned to me. I sized up the situation quickly and the alarm bells were starting to go off in my head. There were about 12 guys, all Latino, roughly 20-30 in age I guessed. It was hot as fuck in this room and everybody but the guy I had followed in here and myself had their shirts off. These dudes were all in damn good shape and I realized they looked like gang bangers. I noticed a couple fresh tattoos on the two guys nearest me that looked like prison tats. This was not what I bargained for. I started to turn toward the door planning to retrace my steps out into the alley. That was when I heard the door shut behind me and the click of the deadbolt. I knew I wasn't going out the way I came in. I saw another door at the far end of the room and started calculating how I was going to reach it. I'm a tough, wiry, scrappy fucker but I realized there was no way I was going to be able to fight my way through these guys. When I saw a guy at the front door throw the bolt and lock us all in, I knew that I had fucked up royally. Swallowing my panic, I figured I'd better make friends fast. I forced a smile onto my face, walked directly up to the hot guy I had followed in from the alley, and said, "Hey amigo, can I buy you a drink?" The room was silent as he ran his eyes up and down my body and I could see the lust in his eyes. I felt like I was in a fucking meat market and I was the new meat. After what seemed like an eternity, he smiled at me and said, "No white boy, you are my guest, let me buy you one." The whole place erupted in laughter and everyone turned back to their conversations and drinks. I felt such a wave of relief sweep over me I thought my legs were going to buckle. My "host" fired off some commands in Spanish to the bartender, who got busy mixing our drinks. My Spanish is shitty and these guys all spoke some kind of dialect that rolled off their tongues like gun fire. I was clueless what they were saying. In no time I had a cocktail in my hand and I was invited to play a game of pool. The guys at the closest pool table cleared out to make way for us and the game began. The cocktail I was drinking tasted REALLY good...not too tart, not too sweet. It was like something you would have on a beach in a warm climate, but I had never tasted anything like it before. My host had the bartender make me a second one and about half-way through it I started feeling really light-headed and unstable on my feet. I plopped my ass onto a stool and someone asked me, "You feeling alright white boy?" I tried to respond but my tongue felt thick and all that came out of my mouth was gibberish. Several of the guys around me chuckled and the sound of their laughter sounded like it was echoing down a long hallway. I started to fall off my stool and a hot muscle guy with huge arms caught me. He picked me up and laid me on my back on the pool table. My host, the hot guy in the wife beater, came up to me, leaned over and whispered in my ear, "Relax and enjoy it white boy. We're gonna show you the best time of your life tonight." The realization swept over me that I had been drugged, and the panic was starting to build inside me again. My mind was fully engaged, but I had no control over my body. I could see what was happening and feel it, but I was helpless to do anything about it. Guys in the room were stripping their clothes off and I could see guys playing with their cocks. I heard one guy say in English that he had gotten a taste for white boy ass in prison and now he couldn't get enough of it. Several other guys agreed with him. I watched as my host peeled out of his wife beater, then stripped out of his pants. He had purposely positioned himself so I could watch him strip and he was giving me a show. He had a gorgeous chiseled body with 8-pack abs. I was totally hot for him while simultaneously scared out of my wits. The combination of fear and lust was oddly erotic. My mind was doing this tug of war in my head. I realized that I was about to be gang raped by these guys and my reaction alternated between panic and lust. I was scared to death and horny as hell all at the same time. My cock had a mind of its own and it was rock hard. My host took notice and I saw him smile, knowing he was getting the response from me that he wanted. I could tell he got off being in total control of the situation and having me powerless. It dawned on me that I couldn't do anything about it anyway so I might as well make the most out of it. My host walked up to me wearing nothing but boxers. His cock was straining against the front of his boxers creating a tent effect and I could glimpse his cock through the overstretched fly front. He dropped the boxers revealing the biggest slab of cock I had ever seen -- even in pornos. It was long, thick, and rock hard. He stroked it as he showed it to me and told me I was going to enjoy being his faggot for the night. He told me how he was going to tear my ass open with his mammoth cock and how all his buddies were going to watch him fuck me before they took turns in my ass. I was thinking there is no way humanly possible that something that large could be made to fit into my ass. Boy was I wrong. My host said something in Spanish and then I heard him say, “Gibron is going to get you ready for me.” I wasn't sure what that meant until I felt someone grab my arm and pin it to the table. Someone growled in my ear "hold still motherfucker" and I felt something stick my arm. Then I heard, "got it," followed by, "hold on white boy and enjoy the ride," as more guys chuckled. Seconds later I felt a weird sensation. My pulse quickened, I felt a source of intense heat gather in my chest then burst, like a sun going super-nova, spreading outward through my arms and legs like liquid metal until the energy burst from my fingertips and toes erupting outward like jets of super-hot plasma. The heat in my chest rose up through my lungs and into my throat as I coughed violently a couple of times. The noise inside my head sounded like a freight train roaring through a tunnel. My vision changed suddenly and I could see nothing but star-bursts and colored lights. I couldn't focus my vision and my eyeballs wouldn't hold still. They bounced around in my head like a balls in a pinball machine. I experienced the sensation of weightlessness. It seemed as though my body has risen up off the pool table and I felt like I was floating. It was without a doubt the most intense and most pleasurable sensation I had ever felt. I couldn't help but repeat over and over, "oh shit", "oh fuck", "oh shit", "oh fuck." Then I became aware of my cock, standing straight up and rock hard, with this sensation of fullness and heat building inside of it. It felt like my cock was swelling and that it would burst outward from the pressure. Suddenly I felt the heat gather at the tip of my cock, and without any stimulation, the biggest cum load I have ever shot erupted from the head of my dick. My dick was like a fountain, with spurts of cum shooting several feet into the air and spraying in all directions. When the geysers subsided, cum continued to drain from my cock in a steady flow for what seemed like minutes. I was soaked in cum and could feel a huge pool of it forming underneath me on the table. It must have been impressive because I heard several remarks like, "fuck man look at all that cum!", "I've never seen a guy shoot like that!", and "I didn't know a guy could cum that much!" Then I felt multiple tongues on my body licking my load off my skin. The sensations of having these guys touch me were amazing. The next thing I was aware of was my host's tongue and fingers playing with my ass. He was telling me how much he liked my hot, tight, pink hole and how much he wanted to put his huge cock in there and own it. I realized that my ass was craving cock like never before and I found myself lusting after that mammoth cock he had showed me earlier. I felt confident that I could take every inch of it and I was eager to show him how much I wanted it. I knew in my heart that I would give every ounce of effort inside me to take all of him and that I wanted his load in me. In fact, I wanted every last motherfucker in that room inside me and I wanted every one of their loads. I tried to say something to that effect and someone bent close to my ear to hear my confession. He stood up and announced, "He says he wants all of our cocks inside him, right now, at the same time." That got a big laugh from everyone. Someone asked, "How much did you give the kid?" I heard, Gibron say, "Point 8, and I've got lots more for him when he wants it." My host walked up and showed me his hard cock. He held two beer cans in his hand end to end aligned alongside his dick. His dick was the same diameter as the cans and slightly longer than both cans put together. He asked me if I was ready for him to bury his tool in my guts. I wanted it desperately but the size of the thing scared me. Before I could answer he said, "It doesn't matter what you want cuz you're gonna do what you're told, faggot." He walked around to my ass, put the head of his cock against my tight hole, and with one shove he rammed it in ass far as it would go. I felt him bottom out inside me and heard him say, "No faggot. You're gonna take all of it, not just half." I felt him push harder and I was sure he was up against my diaphragm. It felt like he was tearing a hole through my intestines. I could hardly breathe and I felt like I was going to pass out. I tried to scream but nothing came out. I remember a tear falling from the corner of my eye and rolling down my cheek. I remember thinking I had never felt such pain inside my guts. I remember thinking I was going to die and wondering if I would wake up in heaven. Just then, I felt something inside me relax, and I felt a 'pop'. His cock slid further inside and it felt like another two feet of hard dick slid into me. Suddenly I could breathe. Suddenly the pain was gone. I heard my host say, "That's the way white boy. You know you like that monster cock. Relax and enjoy every inch of it." I began to be aware of how fucking amazing this guy's cock really was. He had me stretched to the point I didn't think my hole could get any larger. He liked that tight feeling and he told me so. He was sliding his cock all the way out until just the head was inside me, then sliding it all the way back in again. With each stroke, there was a point in the middle somewhere where I would fell that resistance and that pop, and each time he passed that point a burst of pure pleasure would radiate through my body. It was fucking amazing and I thought, “Maybe I am dead and this is heaven?” It dawned on me that my version of heaven would be spending eternity with an endless supply of hot tops with huge cocks to fuck me, tight bottom boys to take my cock, and this wonderful shit called tina flowing through my veins. The rest of my time at this place was amazing. I had no concept of time. Every so often someone would slam another rig into my arm, and I took every cock in the place multiple times. At one point I heard someone ask how many loads I had taken and I heard, "at least 30 so far". I was both proud and amazed. Every time someone would pull out of my ass, I could feel my hole gape open and cum would run out of my ass and down my butt cheeks. At one point my host laid down on the pool table next to me and I was lifted up by many hands. I was really wobbly, but they set me on top of the host and fed his massive meat into my ass so I was riding him from the top. It slid in easily this time and felt really great pushing up so deep inside me. I was starting to rock on it and ride it when someone grabbed me by the neck, pushed me forward so I was lying on the host's chest, and ordered me to hold still. My arm was pulled straight and I felt something tighten around my bicep. I felt a sharp stick and that amazing heat flooded through my body again. I shuddered and whimpered. The host whispered in my ear, "You love that rush don't you white boy?" I answered, "Yes sir. I don't ever want that feeling to go away." I felt the head of another huge dick push against my hole. There was a steady pressure for a long time and the voice said, "Fuck! This white boy is tight!" I felt a finger slide inside me alongside the host’s massive cock. The finger worked around for a few minutes, then I felt another finger, then another. After a few more minutes, the fingers came out and they were suddenly replaced by the second cock sliding in and filling my ass beyond comprehension. I moaned in pain and pleasure. I didn't think anything could feel better. The second cock slid back and forth inside me, rubbing against my host's dick and stretching me further open with each thrust. This went on for a long time until both guys announced they were getting close. They were both grunting and snorting and telling me how hot my ass felt and I came for the umpteenth time without touching myself. As my cock released, my ass convulsed around their cocks and they both shot their loads inside me at the same time. After they pulled out of my ass, my ass felt empty and it felt like there was a piece of my soul missing. I didn't like the feeling and needed something in there to make me feel whole again. I started begging for someone to put something in my ass, anything. I felt someone slathering my ass with this thick, creamy substance and felt fingers teasing my hole. In and out they went, working my hole, stretching it larger and larger. Soon I experienced four fingers and the narrow blade of the hand. Then it became five fingers and the intensity grew exponentially as the volume of the hand changed from flat to round. The hand was removed for several seconds while something cold and wet was sprayed onto my ass and into my hole. The cold liquid turned hot on contact and burned for a second, then I felt this warm sensation flood my ass and the irritation inside my hole disappeared. I heard the aerosol can spray again near my ear and I could smell some chemical. Someone shoved a wet cloth in my mouth and told me to breathe through my mouth. I took a deep breath and I got an instant warm, fuzzy feeling. My head started to swim and my vision closed in like I was looking out through a tunnel. I was fighting to focus my mind and stay conscious while someone was working hard on my hole. I was aware of someone's hand wedging my hole open and the fullness felt like someone had parked a truck in my ass. Someone stuck a bottle of really strong poppers to my nose and told me to inhale. A few seconds later I felt my body relax and the hand pushed really hard. I struggled to get away but several guys held me down so I couldn’t move. Someone sprayed more liquid on the rag and stuffed it back in my mouth. I was given another big hit of poppers and I felt my ass open up. My ass seemed to have a mind of its own and it started to stretch open as if begging for the hand. I heard the guy fisting me say, “Yeah white boy, suck that hand inside!” I felt him change the angle slightly and the intensity of that small move was off the charts, then suddenly the hand slipped all the way inside me. I felt instant relief and heard a chorus of approval from those that were watching. The hand worked itself around inside me and started to play with my prostate and cock from the inside of my body. It was the most amazing feeling I have ever felt. I started oozing LOTS of precum from my dick and it continued the entire time his hand was in there. At one point a guy pushed his cock inside me alongside the guy's wrist and I felt him unload inside me. Several other guys followed suit and I took several more loads that way.

By the standards set forth in this proposed law, the Jewish and Christian bible would be prohibited, here's an example from 2 Samuel 6:16; 1 Samuel 19:24: 16 As the ark of the LORD came into the city of David, Michal the daughter of Saul lookedout of the window and saw King David leaping and dancing before the LORD, and she despised him in her heart. 24 And he too stripped off his clothes, and he too prophesied before Samuel and lay naked all that day and all that night. Thus it is said, “Is Saul also among the prophets?” "11 (a) FEDERAL FUNDS LIMITATION.—No Federal 12 funds may be made available to develop, implement, facili- 13 tate, or fund any sexually-oriented program, event, or lit- 14 erature for children under the age of 10, including hosting 15 or promoting any program, event, or literature involving 16 sexually-oriented material, or any program, event, or lit- 17 erature that exposes children under the age of 10 to nude 18 adults, individuals who are stripping, or lewd or lascivious 19 dancing." i remember when i was 8 years old laughing with my boy friends while at church as we shared and discussed these bible verses with each other. The double standards of some religious folk overlook heteronormative stuff and call this: "God's word." "1 Kings 1:1-4-1-4 The Message (MSG) King David grew old. The years had caught up with him. Even though they piled blankets on him, he couldn’t keep warm. So his servants said to him, “We’re going to get a young virgin for our master the king to be at his side and look after him; she’ll get in bed with you and arouse our master the king.” So they searched the country of Israel for the most ravishing girl they could find; they found Abishag the Shunammite and brought her to the king. The girl was stunningly beautiful; she stayed at his side and looked after the king, but the king did not have sex with her." Ezekiel 23:19-20 Evangelical Heritage Version 19 Yet she increased her whoring. She remembered the days of her youth when she acted like a prostitute in the land of Egypt. 20 She lusted after her paramours, whose genitals[a] were like the genitals of donkeys and whose ejaculation was like the ejaculation of horses.

Bare, comdomless fucking is addictive and encouraged! There's no better feeling than getting a load inside you, oozing out... Breeding is life. Welcome to the brotherhood!

man I fucking love truckers. I had a fuck buddy (Doug) a few years ago (2018/2019) who drove from Scotland to London and back 3 or 4 times a week (roughly 14 hour round trip with no stops) and occasionally took the Eurostar to Paris or brussels. I would come along whenever I had time off work. id get a train to meet him in Glasgow we would park up and start the trip by hopping in the sleeper cab to suck each other and he would usually fuck me hard and shoot his cum deep inside me sometimes he would quickly pull out and slide a butt plug in so his cum is kept inside me. not a particularly big plug but fit like a hand in a glove and was shaped like a small dildo instead of the normal chess piece looking plug. after cleaning up I would often wear a pair of panties and sometimes tights or thigh high stripy socks with a pair of tall red doc martens boots and a sleeveless T or vest while we drove and putting on sweats when we stopped for food or petrol etc. the outfit was picked by him btw we would hit up rest stops, laybys, car parks and cruising spots across the UK, we would find guys on grindr, random guys at rest stops, other truckers and people Doug knew already. we used to hook up with each other or with other guys sometimes teaming up to service a top guy, other times Doug would just watch, sometimes it was Doug and a top using me together and sometimes meeting another couple. we used to hook up in the sleeper cab, the guys car, between lorries, behind buildings, dark far away spots in car parks with no cctv and wooded areas near car park etc. and every once in a while id give him road head. had a lot of fun over the course of a year including a very memorable trip to berlin. unfortunately the fairly small company he worked for didn't survive the covid lockdowns and not been able to meet often since then

Thanks for all the kind words, studs!

I've been barebacking for over a decade now. I've never taken prep, I use condoms sometimes and I get tested every six months. I accept some risk to maintain my lifestyle. Not giving a fuck about sexual health makes you nervous for good reason. It's a bad idea.

I can understand your reluctance. PReP is the go to go to very significantly reduce your chance of HIV . All other std's can be treated with current medications .. hep C is the outlier but there are cures, and it is very rare . You will need a competant Dr with a medical plan. Basically... go for it!

Pull out even if you have a condom on. Idc lol! I tell a person that shit quick.

I need to get dumb soon

Ricky drove me back to my Daddy's place. Ricky said he wanted to come in and see Brian. Brian was waiting for us. I went to him and he kissed me deep, out tongues locked as he grabbed my ass. "Hmmm, I taste some dirty jism on you", he said "Yes Daddy, I just got fucked", i said looking down "Good boy. Ricky breed you good over the last couple of days?", he asked "Yes i did. He is a fine piece of ass. Thank you for sending him over to me. He is one of the hottest, tightest cunts, i have ever had", he said smiling "I also took him to see Mike", Ricky said "Ohhh. How is he doing?" Brian asked "Not good. Going down hill, but he can still fuck hard and pump cunts like yours full of dirty seed", he said smiling "So you took full blown AIDS, gono and whatever else he has cum, did you", Brian asked "Yes Daddy i did", i said "You enjoy it?", he asked "Yes Daddy i did. His cum felt different and tasted different", i said "Yeah cause its got all that other charged stuff", he said With that he took me into the bedroom, Ricky followed, and Brian pulled down my shorts, bent me over and ate me out. I let out a loud moan and spread wanting him to eat me out. "Yeah your filled with dirty cum you whore", he said Without saying a word, he pulled out his tongue and pushed back his huge cock in me. I let out a groan of pain and pleasure Pain as my ass was still raw and stretched. Pleasure cause i have not had my Daddy in me for 2 days and it felt so good and comfortable. His cock is huge and has a particular shape that fits in me. He started to thrust in me hard, pounding me with a fury and speed. It was animal...pure instinct mating and it was incredible. He started panting, pulling me back chewing on my neck, twisting my nipples, kissing me, our tongues stretching out to intertwine with each other. "Oh Daddy please fuck me, take me, its been too long Daddy please fuck me, breed me!", yelled "Fuck bitch you'll get it. You dirty slutty whore", he said He fucked me pounding me from behind for a good 20 minutes until i felt his cock expand and shoot his hot seed in me. "Ohhhhhh", he moaned "Ohhhh Daddy yes please give me all your seed", i moaned After fucking for another 5 minutes he slowed down and collapsed on me. He lay there with his stick up my ass. It felt so good to be with him again. I hear Ricky get up pull down his pants and could see his huge cock hard now, looking down as he stroked his stick. "Now its my turn whore", he said. Brian rolled off me and Rick sat on my ass and rammed his huge cock in one motion. Brian took his cock and put it at my mouth. It was covered in cum, my pussy juice and it was pink as there was some blood. I hungrily took his cock in my mouth and sucked him clean and started to give him a bj. "Oooooow", i yelled out in pain as his cock seared into my tender worn ass. And as his cock is longer i felt him deeper in me. "Ohh yeah you just got fucked good by a huge cock, but your cunt is still tight....Damn what a hot ass", he said stroking deep into me Its true my ass was able to keep tight for all the recent fucks. Part i think cause that is just how my ass is and the other is hard work. I practice my ass muscles to keep them strong so i can always squeeze and pleasure the cock in me. I've come to believe that if i really want to be a good submissive bottom its about the tops pleasure first. He just sat on me and took over where Brian left off but fucked me harder and deeper. He kept me down and just fucked my ass. It hurt in the angle he was pounding me from but he was also stroking my prostate to crap. "Yeah fucking tight pussy. Im gonna fill you up with more poz seed you dirty little whore", he moaned Brian started to fuck my mouth and ram his cock down my throat. I opened up my pipes and let his assault my mouth. After pummeling my ass for another 10 minutes Ricky finally yelled out and shot his load deep in me. He kept fucking me for another 5 minutes and was rock hard when he pulled out and Brian let out a moan and dumped another load into my mouth. I sucked his cock dry and savored the taste of his cum in my mouth before swallowing. I was beat at this point. I just had been double fucked and fucked again 2x by two very large cocks. Daddy rolled over and kissed me. Ricky came on the other side and kissed me too. I closed my eyes spent and dosed off. I opened my eyes and my two Daddy's were still sleeping next to me. Brian was on his side facing away from me and Ricky was on his back, his cock semihard on his thigh. I couldnt resist and started to softly kiss and suck his cock. I just let his cock head lay in my mouth and used my tongue to softly tease his head. I didnt want to wake him up....yet. After a few minutes he got hard and while my cunt was wrecked, stretched, sore and a little torn, i need more cock and cum in me. I straddled him and placed his cock at my hole and slowly sat on his fuck stick. Halfway down his eyes opened and he said, "You little filthy whore, you need cock all day don't you". I looked back at him with my sexy stern eyes and said, "Not just cock but your poz seed." and leaned down and kissed him. I felt empowered and like the top at this point. Riding his cock and owning the scene of me taking it and making him give me his seed. His poz dirty seed that i wanted, no needed in my cunt. I started to ride him hard taking his cock deep in me, massaging his cock with my cunt muscles and gyrating my ass on him. "Ohhhh fuck yeah you whore....ride me like a cunt you are", he moaned loudly By now i was riding him hard. Brian woke up and i could see him stroking his hard cock. I had my eyes half open just enjoying the pleasure of Ricky's hard huge cock. He was not as thick as Daddy but he was long and touched me deep. I was so into my own pleasure i didn't realize Brian was behind me and pushed me forward and stuck his cock at my hole. "Oh god no please you are both two big", i cried "Shut up whore. Go for it Brian, he took me and Mike today", Ricky said "Yeah that's my dirty little whore", Daddy said as he pushed in his fat head. "Aaaaahhhhhhh", i yelled as his fat head pushed into my ass I felt like he tore my cunt up as he kept pushing. Half way in i had to breath deeply as the wind got knocked out of me as i was being filled my two mammoth cocks. "Yeah bitch we are going to fill you up", Daddy said He them thrust in one push and was fully in my pussy. "Ohhhhh God", i yelled in both pain and pleasure. I felt my cunt stretch and rip a little but suddenly i felt huge pressure on my prostate like i have never felt before and both of them were past my second ring deep in me and it was like they were stretching my cunt and stomach. They were both now fucking me good, Ricky lifting his hips and pulling me down and Brian mounting me from behind like a Rottweiler fucking me hard. The pain and pleasure was incredible. I just started moaning uncontrollably and babbling, "Ohhhh yes fuck me please, breed me, make me your whore please. i want to get pregant please fuck me please i need your seed in me", i moaned. As they both came earlier, they fucked me for a good 30 minutes pummeling me, our tongues intertwined, Ricky sucking on my tits and chewing on my nipples and Brian sucking and chewing on my neck leaving hickey marks. It was incredible ecstacy. "Ohhh god im going to cum", i yelled. Brian stopped fucking me and grabbed my balls hard causing a sharp pain and subduing my orgasm. "Not yet your dirty whore, you cum last", he said and then turned my head and gave me the most intimate passionate kiss, then started rammming back into me. It was incredible animal sex as we fucked more and more. I felt Ricky expand first and shoot his load and then a few minutes later Daddy finally shot in me. They both kept fucking and grinding into my cunt telling me they wanted the seed to soak in. Then Brian started fucking me hard focusing on my prostate and in a minute i shot a huge load all over Ricky. DAddy then grabbed my cock from behind and kept stroking me and with his other hands played with my nipples. As i had just cum my cock was oversensitive and i started to squirm and push his hand away. Ricky grabbed my hands and held them away. i kept squirming but couldn't get away as i had two large cocks still hard in me keeping me from moving or wanting to move as i realized i was still on my own riding them and grinding against and on them. Brian pulled me back towards his chest and i kissed him while he kept playing with my cock and tits. It was sensory overload and couldn't take any more it being milked, fucked and my nipples being played and i shot again another load and let out a deep guttural moan. Brian kept playing with my cock and i begged him to stop but he kept going and kept fucking me and i couldn't take it and before i blacked out i felt another orgasm take over my body. I was spent and out.

wish you were near me, I love to wear panties, stockings and heels but hard to find guys into it. I'm not at all passable but am shaved smooth love wearing heels love sucking cock, the two together then getting topped would be amazing. Did find a guy a while back who was cool with me wearing panties. Showed up at his place, stripped down to my panties and went to work on his cock. When he was ready he said ok fag, bend over so I can fuck you. He pulled down the lace panties and mounted me. It was fun, would have loved to have had a pair of my heels on. I keep looking.

Obviously, you're enjoying it. Unless you can be honest with your bf, keep it secret and take those loads.

Love being naked on beaches and then wandering into the cruising area......no wasted time removing cloths and they can see what's on offer and I can see what's available too:) Great way of showing off my two Biohaz Tattoos, and inked hole which makes it quite clear I am a BB Poz Pig too

It doesn't appear that any of the respondents have anything against a meeting taking place, in a public place, perhaps for a meal, for the purpose of evaluating each other, and with the stipulation that no sex will happen unless there is a second meeting - i.e. a "hook-up" at a later date. Anyone ????

We arrived at the bar we had been to a month ago. It was crowded Sunday night. Daddy and I sat at the bar and ordered some drinks. "Hi Brian longtime no see. Your boy still with you", the bartender said "Yeah", said Daddy A few other guys came by to talk to Daddy and i could feel their eyes raping me over. I could see the hunger as they looked me over. This made my clit really hard and my cunt wet. As Daddy was talking to one of his friends a guy came on the other side of me and put his arm on my back. "Hi i am Will. You Brian's new boy", he asked I looked up at him. He was late 50's about 6ft medium build. He had a beard and moustache, loops in each ring and a nose ring, nipple rings and he was wearing a leather vest with no shirt and ripped jeans longboard type shorts. He also had some arm and chest tattoos. He was hot and he smelled incredible. "Me and Brian go way back", he said stroking my back and going lower "Yes i am his boy. I belong to him", i said in a matter of fact way "Hmmm you belong to him. Like you are his property", he asked. His hand was now at the waist of my shorts in my panties. I sat up in shock how low he was going. He just stayed in the top part of my ass softly stroking it. "Yes i am", i said smiling looking at him with attraction and looking at his body. He could tell i was attracted to him "Hello Brian. Is your boy ready to be taken" I have been waiting.", Raymond said coming in between Daddy and I Daddy looked back at me and Raymond and could see Will's hand down my shorts. "You can take him in the back Raymond. He's converted so you can have him. Serve him good boyl", Daddy said. Raymond looked at me with his hungry eyes. "Lets go boy i want to tap this sweet pussy of yours. I got something good for you, you are going to beg me for more", he said He reached over and pulled Will's hand out and put his hand down my shorts and lifted my ass off and stuck his finger in me. It was his middle finger and he went right to work on my prostate. With his other hand he started to tease and pull my nipples which were jutting thru the holes in my tank top. I was in heat. My eyes closed and i let out a soft moan. I looked over at Will and he could see how horny i was and his eyes were looking at me with hunger. "You are one little horny slut arent you. Just a little fingering and your pussy is dripping and look at you so in heat. You want my cock dont you", he whispered in my ear while still fingering me and playing with my nipples "Yes", i moaned softly and looked down in shame Using the finger in me he pulled my off the bar stool and used it guide me thru the crowd to the back of the bar. It was packed so it took us a while to get in the back. As we were walking thru guys could see he had a finger in my ass. A few buys groped my cock and my tits. One guy even twisted them, i yelped and moaned at the same time. "You are a really horny whore arent you. I felt your pussy grab my finger when he pulled on your nipples", Raymond said as we slowly pushed through the crowd. We finally made it to the back of the bar and the dark room. I was an area of the back of the bar that was partially portioned off and had tables and chairs. It was kind of dark with only a couple of dim lights. In the back corner there was another area of long leather benches like those in a dining booth but no table. There was also a couple of leather ottomans. Planters and a partition hid this area. It was even darker and had a very dim black light. When we got in the back there was a bottom being bent over with a top fucking him and another waiting in line to fuck him. Raymond took out his finger out of my ass and told me to strip for me while he pulled down his pants. I turned around and took off my shorts. He told me to leave on the jock strap. The pink letters "whore" glowed in the black light. I could see the other tops stare at me. They could also see that i had on a pink chastity cage thru the mesh front of the jstrap. He presented his cock and i got on my knees and sucked his huge cock. It was a good 8 inches and thick. Not as thick as Daddy but very thick still. He had a PA piercing and with what looked like a horseshoe ring thru his cock. I was as good thickness. I had never been fucked with one before and i was not sure how i would take it. Although as i was deep throating his cock and his piercing was banging against the back of my throat i started to get an idea. Raymond picked my up and threw me on the leather booth bench and got up behind me and stuck his huge head and piercing in me. For an aggressive guy i am glad he took his time especially since he had the PA ring on. Once he got his head and PA ring in me he started to push into me. I put my head down and arched my back taking more of him in me. "Ohhhh you slut, Your cunt is so hungry its eating up my cock", he yelled and then slammed hard into me gripping my hips like handles. My head flew back in pain as his penis ripped thru me and hi piercing was wrecking my hole. He started fucking me hard and with a steady pace Turning my guts to mush but i didnt care it hurt but it also felt good. He is right i am just a slutty whore who is a bitch in heat. He started aiming as my prostate and pounding it and caressing it with his PA ring. This sent me into overdrive and moaning out loud. The way he stroked me and used his PR ring on my prostate made me crazy. "Ohhh yeah someone likes my cock and PA huh. I can feel your cunt pulse on my cock bitch", he said ramming me "Uhhhh yes", i moaned We were attracting a crowd at this point. There were 4 tops with their cocks in their hands stroking and watching. Raymond kept fucking me for the next half hour pounding the shit out of my pussy. And he started kissing the back of my neck them my shoulders pulling me up and back against his chest. "You want my poz cum in your cunt?" he asked in my ear "Yes", i said soflty He had his hands on my tits twisting my nipples really hard. "Awwwww", i yelled as he tried to pull my nipples out of my chest and in doing so i moved off his cock. He pulled me back to him and on his cock and just expertly worked my nipples. I had both pain and incredible pleasure. My ass was pulsing around his huge meat. I leaned back and opened my mouth and let his tongue take control of my mouth in and hot wet kiss. He then went to my neck while still playing with my nipples and started sucking and biting me. It was incredible. He pulled out. Turning back to him I looked sad and frustrated wanting his cock back in me. "Beg for it bitch. Tell me you want my cock in your pussy and filling it with my poz cum", he said "Please stick your huge stick in me and fuck me good and breed me with your poz cum please i need it", i begged as i tried to back onto his meat and metal but he held me there for a bit. He teased my hole not sticking his cock in then in one motion rammed into me. He fucked my like that for another 5 minutes then he turned me over and put my legs on his shoulders and rammed back in me. He leaned over and we kissed and exchanged our spit and tongues. I grabbed my legs and pulled them further back and open so he could offer more of myself to him and he could go deeper and he did. He was in my 2nd pussy rearranging my insides. "Here comes" he yelled and he started to shoot huge hot loads in me. He must have shot 6-7 spurts in me. He grinded in me for another 5 minutes while we were chest to chest our lips intertwined and my legs wrapped around his waist keeping him in me. "Your cunt is so amazing. Brian is a lucky guy" he said in my ear. We parted with another wet intimate kiss and he got off of me. I grabbed his cock and pulled him to my mouth and cleaned him off. Without ten seconds going by another top got on the seat and lifted my legs and stuck his cock in me. I jolted in surprise at how quick it was but took it as the whore i am. After cleaning and sucking as much cum out of his cock he pulled out and kissed me and left. I could see more guys lining up to fuck me. They guy on me now had an average size cock and could feel him getting close. After 5 minutes he shot his load. The next guy who was a tall burly guy with a good size cock flipped me over and rammed my doggie style. HIs cock was thick and had a ring on it too but smaller. He fucked me good and hard. No kissing just fucking. He pounded me for 10 minutes hard and doing short strokes wrecking my prostate. "Your cunt is so hot and tight. You like when i hit your gspot dont you", he said as he reached under to play with my cock. "Ohh Daddy has your clit locked up", he said in my ear I was focusing on his cock in me pushing against my prostate, "Yes i do it feels sooo good", i moaned back at him. "Daddy locks up my clit to remind me only my cunt provides me pleasure", i said "You are one fucking slutty whore who knows her place. Your cunt is for our pleasure", he said ramming into me. He fucked me good and i felt him expand and shoot a huge load into me. I pushed back on his cock trying to get all of him in me and squeezing it to suck out all of his cum. I felt all the cum start to slush around in me. "Ohhh bitch your cunt is pulsing on my cock. You are a dirty whore", he said pulling out and leaving me to the next guy. Another 2 guys who were ok fuckers came and dump more cum into me. Other stuck their cocks in my mouth and came while others just watched, jacked off and came on me. I was covered in sweat and cum. The last one when he pulled out and i moved a huge blob of cum fell out of my ass. One of the guys watching got down sucked it up and ate my ass. It felt good and soothing to have my ass eaten out. But it felt like almost 2 hours being fucked like a piece of meat and i was tired and my hole was sore. I felt my hole and my lips were puffy and cum was oozing out. Then I saw Will walk up pull down his pants and pull out his cock. It was huge 9" thick and with a PA ring on it. I got my knees and sucked his gorgeous cock. It was thick and meaty and had a tattoo of a scorpion on it. He lifted my up put me on all fours and entered me from behind. He did it slowly and carefully entering me. He knew he was big and the PA ring was thick. I finally felt him fully in me. I felt full and my cunt being stretched by his meat. He started to fuck me in a slow but deliberate pace. He put a bottle under my nose and i took a deep breath. My head started to spin. "I am going to take my time and enjoy your cunt. You are mine right now" he whispered in my ear. He kept up his steady rhythm and fucked me for what seemed like a good hour. I know it was less but it took long. After fucking me doggy he sat down and pulled me on his cock as i bounced on his lap. Our lips intertwined in a passionate kiss swapping spit. He then started to suck, lick and chew on my nipples. My head flew back as the way he did it sent shocks down to my cock. I got energized and started bouncing hard on his cock. Wanting a good fuck from his meat. He started kissing and biting me on my chest, neck and all my wet spots. "I am going to leave my mark in you and on you bitch", he said as he bit and suck my neck. I pulled his head into my neck as he did that and rode his cock. Then he lifted me and put me on my back while staying in me and started to fuck me pushing my ankles at me ears. He pounded me hard and steady and aimed at scraping and beating my prostate. My head fell back and my eyes rolled back into my head. I was in heaven. This stud was fucking me and hitting all the right and deep spots, working my nips and he was hot and he smelled incredible. He had that manly body odor i haven't washed in a day or two smell. He could tell i was intoxicated as he grabbed my head and stuff it in his armpit. That deep whiff started to make my cunt convulse around his meat and i started to cum. He yelled out as i gripped his cock like a python around its prey. I felt his cock expand and shoot huge loads in me. "Take my charge bitch", he yelled as he came in me. He kept pounding me. "I am going to make sure my strain takes bitch", he said After a few minutes he slowed down put my legs down and leaned in and kissed me. He kept grinding his meat deep in my guts and i wrapped my legs around his waist and put my hands on his ass and pushed him in. "Please keep fucking me and stay in me please", i whispered in his ear "Your cunt is so tight and wet. I am not done with you yet", he said He kept his word. He got hard again and started to pound me. He turned me on my side and lifted my leg and fucked me that way. He was hitting a spot deep in me no one else had. It was still massaging my prostate but also hitting my 2nd ring like none other. He started to kiss the leg he was holding and sucking and biting leaving another hickiey mark on me. He fucked me like that for another ten minutes then i felt his pulse and expand and shoot another huge load in me. As he came so did i again, my cunt squeezing his stick. My insides were mush and it felt like a gallon of cum was in me. He pulled out i climbed over to him and licked him clean. He then moved my heads to his balls and i licked more. I couldn't stop licking, smelling and tasting him. Then he lifted up and sat on my face and made me eat his ass. It was pungent and stink and unwashed but i ate him like i hadnt eaten dinner. I ate his ass and balls for another 10 minutes when i noticed he was jacking off and came in my mouth shooting a small but tasty load in my mouth. He leaned over and gave me a sensual soft kiss. "I am going to find you again and you will be mine. Your cunt and my cock are made for each other", he said He got up and left. I lay there spent with another guy climbing on me and fucking me. I had not energy to push back or even engage. I lay there like a piece of meat as this guy fucked my pussy. Another guy came up to me and stuck his cock in my mouth. I just lay there sucking him with the little energy i had but in a minute he shot a nice load, 4 spurts in my mouth. I swallowed of course while another just shot his load on me. I was a messy used up whore. As i looked over i say my Daddy sitting down watching all of this smiling. I hope i have made him proud.

Oh, I get that and I agree. Disclaimer: I'm not experienced in BDSM. But my understanding is that safe words are intended as exactly that. They are for safety in a situation where the sub is threatened with actual harm (be that physical or psychological), not just having their boundaries tested (which is part of the point, is it not?).

I had a regular top that told me he wanted to make me gay. It turned me on when we talked about it. Getting fucked while prone he would lay on me and tell me I was gay for him and his cock, he'd make me tell him I was gay, that I preferred his cock in my ass to my cock in pussy. We made "deals" that if I couldn't get hard for my girlfriend I'd tell her I liked guys too. (It never happened) if I was for some reason infertile I'd be with him instead. He'd slap and hit my balls (I asked for it) telling me he was going to make them useless, I'd ask him to hit them harder. And before I'd leave his place he'd always make me cum so it was more likely I wouldn't get hard for my girlfriend. We made a bunch of other deals and he "made" me constantly repeat things. Sometimes I'd say them without his request and it would drive him wild. It was very hot, but I am now married.

About two weeks after the first blood slam I started running a low grade fever, felt fatigued all the time, and woke up drenched in sweat. We talked about my symptoms. Since they were similar to the fuck flu he decided to take advantage of my compromised immune system. He pounded his toxic dick into my hot fever hole without lube. He spit on his dick and shoved it in, tearing me open. I slammed a large amount of his blood. I’d love to post the security camera video of all of the depravity, but for some unknown reason we always fucked with Game of Thrones playing in the background and it kills the vibe of the dirty verbal pozzing. I know I’m sad too... At this point we’ve been very depraved for a couple of months so I jokingly took an OraQuick. To my astonishment it was negative. I had already scheduled my normal 3 month check-up so I told my doctor about the symptoms of fuck flu. I asked for a viral load test because it counts virus cells present in a sample as opposed to the standard HIV-antigen test which only tests my immune system for antibodies. About 4 days go by and the doctor called wanting me to come in to discuss my results. I’m rather tech savvy and have the phone app for where I get my labs drawn. They automatically upload as soon as new results are posted. Within minutes of getting off the phone with my doctor I receive a push notification from the app. And guess where I was when I get the notification? If you guessed IKEA you’re right. I’m walking alone through the linens shopping and I look down at my phone. I burst with happy tears when I saw the Viral Load of 141,000. If you’ve ever been to an IKEA it’s busy place, people are staring. I laid my items down and leave. I head over to my makers apartment when he gets off. I climb into bed with him because at this point I haven’t told anyone yet. I open the lab app and tell him to read. I can still see the excitement on his face, and I have to say the sex that night was extra special because I got to shoot my first poz load. A couple days go by and I show up to my doctor's appointment. She is not a nice lady, but she was being super nice. I told her that I “know” and that she didn’t have sugar coat anything. The following week she orders additional labs for a full HIV work up. A few more days pass and I get the additional lab results. I now have a viral load of 6,650,000 and CD4 count of 314. I wanted to stay off meds for some time, but my maker told me to start taking meds due to how fast my CD4 count dropped and how high my VL went. If you knew our relationship you'd know I cannot say no to him. I picked up my prescription and went back to his place. He opened the dresser drawer where he keeps the needles and gets a 3mL out and a fresh 23g needle. I slam 3mL of my toxic blood into his veins. After some time on meds we'll be taking a break so I can be the toxic strain-collecting boy I’ve always wanted to be. And then I'll be able to recharge his toxic hole with my pierced dick.

I’ve done scenes for Bearfilms and Hairy and Raw..

Have gotten to enact one rape fantasy that ended up being really hot. It was discussed heavily before and so he knew that I loved it rough - and am pretty big and crazy hard(and straight as an arrow) so if I mount you and plow into you hard, I'm gonna re-arrange your insides. That's just how it goes. He was really turned on by the idea of me taking him as hard and selfishly as I wanted. Knowing it would hurt at times. I figured he'd probably warm himself up on something ahead of time so it seemed pretty reasonable. The deal was - no safeword, but if he came in - he had plenty of opportunity to decide he wasn't ready - and he could walk away. But once my cock was in him - he was mine for as long as I wanted and however I wanted. And it would be 1:1 only. (oh god it would have been hot to hand him over to another hung top, but that was out of the picture - whatever I wanted - but just me) So the little scene unfolded - by and by I had him on the bed - face down, his underwear in his mouth, hands pinned to his back. He fought back some but clearly gave up without too much of a fight so that was consent as agreed. I had prelubed my cock pretty good ahead of time since I figured it would take from the fantasy to get the lube bottle and so spit a bit on his hole ... and put my head up against his pucker to slick it up and see how tight he was. Holy crap - he didn't pre-fuck himself at all - with a little push of my head in you could feel how tight he was. Oh man this is definitely gonna be a ride for him. One last time I pushed about 1/3 of my head in that outter ring and I heard him grunt pretty hard - making sure he knows what he's in for - one last time to make a wild thrash to escape. But no... So pulled out ... and lined up my cock with his hole perfectly. Moved one hand to the back of his head to push his head, still with his underwear in his mouth, firmly into the pillow while the other hand kept his wrists against his back. Then reared back a little and in one savage thrust - drove into him nearly full bore - plowing thru his two outer rings, one of which I lightly warmed up - and against his deep 3rd ring way back in there. I felt a little bad about his reaction but at the same time, have to admit that the absolute pain of tearing thru his outer rings - was making my cock throb something fierce. I think his hole was throbbing too in response to the sudden intrusion. I stopped - and outside the aforementioned throbbing, kept very still and let him adjust. You could see waves of intensity wash over him over that next minute - the intensity of the sudden intrusion wearing off shockingly quickly but clearly there was some residual pain or perhaps pleasure starting now. Of course every time I'd throb my cock without otherwise moving he'd make some really lovely hot noises which of course made me wanna throb more. As soon as I started to pull my steely hard cock back out of his hole from that first thrust ... he's writhing and making all kinds of noise - couldn't have been much enjoyment there I figure. I pull totally out of him and inspect his hole ... definitely much looser looking and one could say very tender now. Nice red color. I spit on his hole - and mount him again ... nearly balls deep like before - saving plundering that deep ring for a little later. He's doing better now - still not purely pleasurable but clearly there is a bit more of it now on this second thrust - only now I start up a good rhythm on his hole. Each thrust getting better and better for him - the intensity of pain now being replaced by a sheer intensity of pleasure I've not seen in a long time. It was so hot to see - and at the same time I so wanted to wreck his deep ring and plunge him back into the world of pain. But I resisted a bit - couldn't believe how much he was moaning in delight. Around this time I looked down at my cock and noticed a faint streak of blood on my cock from each thrust ... clearly I had definitely wrecked him good. Made me harder thinking about that! Kept fucking him for awhile ... slowly the pleasure toned down a bit as the endorphans wore off I suppose - and I kept up my pace on his hole. Now he was good and loose - and I was loving feeling his deep ring push back on my head at each thrust. Feeling that lovely fleshy bit grip my cock each time and push back against my rock hard cock pistoning inside. Soon I couldn't take it anymore - I had to finally take him balls deep and own him. I'm not sure he realized I was holding back this whole time. Until that moment when I finally stopped - and my head powered thru that deep ring as if it didn't present any resistance at all. But it clearly did since man did he jump out of his skin. This time, I didn't slow down... now each thrust was balls deep - and nearly all the way out - and each time he had to endure my head drilling into his inner sanctum - hard - closing back up - and then being drilled open once again. I don't really think he ever got to enjoy that much - but man my cock was LOVING that something fierce. The feeling was so intense - and hearing him struggle each time definitely pushed me over the top and I couldn't help it - I :HAD: to own him - after a couple minutes of that- the instinct to breed took over. Grabbed his hips and slammed him deep and exploded ... I know he felt each throb since he made a sexy grunting noise on each shot of jizz in his hole, my body fully drilled down on top of his - with my member deeply impaled in his hole - crazy rock hard - throbbing like mad and loading him up with my cum! As is my tradition - I stayed deep inside - grinding totally inside his deep ring as I rolled over on our sides and started stroking his totally hard cock. Not surprisingly he came in no time at all. At this point, I took his underwear out of his mouth - and gave him a proper kiss and the scene was over. After cleaning up a bit he admitted that was a good bit more than he was expecting - I was harder / rougher than he really thought I would actually be - and well ended up not quite being as hot as he was expecting - since the pain part was more intense than I think he was really prepared for. But knew he agreed to it and was willing to make it happen. And had to admit really loving the middle bit a lot - making it worthwhile all in all! I got a text a week later, thanking me for an amazing time and that he had jerked off countless times, thinking about me raping his ass.

I mistook my fuck flu for a chem comedown. Was one hell of a binge, naive fucker I was! Last few fuckers I gifted ended up in hospital which does how strong my strain is getting! Happy days!!!!