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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 ****

****Part 2**** The top. I slip my finger deeper into his hole. The internal flesh is soft and moist. As I extract my finger it feels like his hole is trying to suck my finger back inside. My cock is rock hard as his tongue licks the glands and his wet lips suck on the tip which is leaking copious amounts of poz precum into his willing mouth. The bottom. I can feel him removing his finger from me and I kneel down infront of him. The feeling of his hot throbing cock in my mouth and taste of his juice is all-consuming. My hands are on his hairy arse and I pull him toward me encouraging him to fuck my mouth. I want him to cum in my mouth, to taste creamy seed but, I also want him to fuck my arse, breed me. I hope he'll be capable of doing both. The top. I can't believe this boy has never sucked a mans cock before, he's a natural. His fingers are pulling my cheeks apart and he's feeling for my hairy hole. He finds it and rubs a finger around the rim before pushing the tip inside. I can feel the pressure building in my loins now. If I don't take control I'll be shooting my load down his throat. The bottom. I feel so fucking turned on now. The index finger of my left hand is probing this man's arse hole. I feel so dirty as I remove it and smell it before pushing the finger into my mouth. His hands reach down and placing them on my shoulders encourages me stand. His lips find mine and we kiss before he leads me to the bed. He's pushing me back onto the end of it so I have no choice but to sit. He's on his knees now, taking my cock into his mouth, slowly slipping the full length of my shaft into it. The top. I stand him and push him back towards the bed. I take his cock in my mouth. I want him to be fully aware that once I've fucked and bred him he will be infected with my toxic seed. That there is no going back and he will be pregnant until he dies. In the state he is now he is incapable of making any rational decisions. Once he's cum he may decide that, at least for today, being pozzed is a step too far. After all, this is only the first time he's actually had sex with another person. He's so turned on he will do anything. So, I want him to cum before I take him so he can think rationally about he is doing. The bottom. His mouth feels so good on my cock as he strokes it with tongue and lips. His bearded cheeks are rubbing on the soft flesh of my inner thighs. I lean back slightly and let myself be engulfed in the sensations running through my body. I can feel the pressure inside me building. I can't last much longer. His hands are cradling my ball and reaching underneath me to feel my hole. I want to please this man. I would do anything to please him. The top. His cock is throbing now and he's lost in the moment. He throws his head back...... The bottom. I can't hold it any longer, the pressure in my groin is at boiling point and I need the release. I let go. My body begins convulse as the first pump of my cock shoots a string of sperm into his mouth. I cry out at the intense relief as the second, third forth and fifth ejaculations relieve the pressure in my loins. The top. The intense stimulation has sent him over the edge. His cum is filling my mouth. It's thick creamy and copious. For some reason it tastes like young man's sperm. Fresh new, clean and sweet. I continue to suck him after his climax and stop him from pushing me away. He's obviously one of those guys who's cock becomes ultra sensitive after cumming. The bottom. Oh my god that was sensational. Definitely the best orgasm I've ever had. I've never cum so much or so hard. My cock is so sensitive now but he keeps sucking me and won't stop. I plead with him to stop but he keeps going. Eventually I flop back on the bed fully empty of cum, desire and energy. Still he continues to suck me and finger my hole. I'm relaxed now. Even my hole has relaxed. I can feel his fingers probing and moving deeper inside me. I don't care what he does to me, he can do anything, I won't object. The top. I swallow every last drop of his young sperm. He's flopped back on the bed now. All the tension in his body has dissipated. Even his virgin hole has relaxed a little allowing me to explore deeper within him. I release his cock from my mouth and move up to kiss him. He greets with a warm contented smile. His hands are around me and he's kissing me tenderly and gently. All of the urgency prior to him coming has gone. We kiss and I gently tease his nipples. This is another area of his that is ultra sensitive. He moans as I tweak them gently. The bottom. He's kissing me now and playing with my nipples, something that I love to do when I'm having a wank. They seem to be hard wired to my cock and I can already feel myself becoming aroused again. I'm telling him that I want him to fuck me, to breed me, to give me the gift. I want it to be him, this is my destiny. He asks if I am sure, absolutely sure and I tell him I am. Inside I am sure, he is the one. I've never been so sure of anything in my life. The top. His lips are soft and warm and he kisses me as he tells me what he wants. I push his legs apart and he opens them further. I move in between them and he lifts them and places them around me. I reach for the bottle of lube which has been sitting patiently on the bedside cabinet. I coat my fingers and slide them into his arse and work them a little before adding more lube. The bottom. It's time. I want it so badly. My whole being desires this man to be the one. I'm under no illusion that once he's had his way with me I may never see him again but, I don't care. I want him to take my virginity anddeposit his poisonous seed. The lubricant feels cold. I can feel my hole becoming looser, more able to accommodate him. His fingers manipulate my hole for a few minutes before he reaches for the lube and applies some to his tool. He moves higher and I feel, for the first time, a real cock at the entrance of my body. The top. I'm rubbing the head of my cock around the rim of his hole. Now I'm sure of his true desires I'm more than happy to oblige him. I push slightly and feel the tip of my cock enter his hole. His sphincter doesn't want let me in, but I persist and I feel it give way as he gasps and moans. The bottom. He is pushing his cock slowly into me. My hole is so tight, even after his fingering. It's painful and I moan a little as he pushed on. It does hurt but I want him inside me. My desire is stronger than my intolerance of the pain. My eyes water and I put the back of my hand to my mouth. I bite my hand trying to make it hurt more than the cock forcing its way into my virgin ass. Then suddenly his cock has passed my sphincter and he's moving deeper into my body. The top. I'm passed the sphincter now and I can feel the soft tender lining of his hole caressing my cock. His hole is beautiful. I'm very gentle at first moving in and out very slowly, letting his body become used to invasion. His eyes are on mine. He's no longer grimacing at the pain but, has a slight smile at the pleasure. The bottom. Now, the initial penetration is over and he's deeper inside me it feels wonderful. Another man's cock is really inside me. He's fucking me, something I've only dreamed of, fantasised about. I'm giving myself to him completely. I'm smiling at him now wanting him to know, reassuring him that I want him, his seed, his babies. We kiss and I can see the desire in his face. He wants me as much as.I want him. He's beginning to move faster now. It feels so good, how it should feel when a man fucks another man. The top. I'm fucking him in earnest now. Every now and then he makes a sound that let's me know I've gone too hard and deep. I don't care anymore. I've got breed this boy and impregnate him. His arse feels tight as I plunge in and out of him. Suddenly I want him on his front so I can see my cock fucking him more easily. The bottom. He's fucking me hard now. It feels like his cock is in the centre of me. It hurts but I don't care. Suddenly he he pulls out and turns me over. Oh god yes. This is how I dreamed it would be. Being fucked from behind, bred like an animal. The top. I shove my cock back in him. I'm fucking him hard straight from the start, no easing into it now, just hard breeding. The bottom. Oh god this hurts. He's showing no mercy now. My arse feels like it's on fire as he ploughs into me. His hands grip my hips as his cock rips into me. I can feel his sweat dripping onto my back. The top. I'm getting close now. Pressure building in my groin and at the base of my cock. I'm going to make this fucker pregnant is the thought going through my head. I can't hold off any longer and I grunt and feel my body release its deadly seed into his body. String after string of my toxic sperm is forced into him via my cock which is pumping incessantly until I am empty and spent. The bottom. I can feel him coming. I can actually feel his pulsating cock pumping me full of his seed. His beautiful sperm infecting me with his babies. Finally it's done. I'm no longer a virgin and almost certainly pregnant. He collapses on my back and I can feels sweat mixing with my own. Both completely spent. ********The End*******

Bred a really cute bottom last night after work. He struggled a little bit at first in doggy, but I got on top of him and took control, opened him right up. Fun pussy to fuck. Nice quick pump & dump, then went to the bar to watch football. Will definitely be using that hole again.

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.

I'm a Geezer QUEER being of the pre HIV/AIDS generation. Even when the plague reared it's viral head, I remained an unapologetic barebacker, and didn't bother asking status. My attitude was, if I get it, I get it and obviously, I DID and I don't regret it. My philosophy is, "If it ain't bareback, it ain't fuckin and it ain't happenin!"

Costs, of course, vary depending on the drug and where you get it. But for comparison's sake, using full retail pricing (exclusive of any insurance coverage, but taking into account the pharmacy's own discounting for its bulk purchases), Descovy (the most recently approved oral PrEP medication) runs from $2,178 to $2,450 for a month's supply. Truvada, which has been out longer, is somewhat cheaper in general. By contrast, full retail on a one-month supply of Biktarvy (which I'm on) runs from $3,828 at Albertson's to $4,522 at CVS. Genvoya, which I was on before Biktarvy, runs from $4,006 at Walmart to $5,230 at CVS. Of course, essentially no one pays those prices. Major insurers negotiate steep discounts on those drugs, assess you a copay, and pay the balance to the manufacturer. So, for instance, Blue Cross may pay Gilead only $1,500 for that Biktarvy prescription and my copay might be $250, meaning that Gilead is discounting the medication by $2,000 a month or more. And in turn, Gilead offers copay assistance programs, where they waive the copay portion of the tab for those who make less than a certain amount. And to be honest, they don't check that very closely - you don't have to submit a copy of your tax return or anything to qualify for that. In fact, my pharmacy handles that internally so I've never actually filled out anything. Of course, one still has to have insurance. As a self-employed person, I foot the bill for that myself, and it's not cheap. I don't qualify for an ACA subsidy because I make too much money - and I recognize I'm fortunate in that respect! - but I still shell out nearly $1,400 a month to cover just me, personally. And that's with a $4,300 deductible, $9,100 out-of-pocket maximum, and where they only pay a 60/40 split on in-network covered expenses above the deductible until the out of pocket max. Prescription drugs have a separate $500 deductible, but that is met the first month of the year. So any way you slice it, HIV isn't cheap.

Father and son. This past Saturday afternoon, I hooked up with a Dad and his son at their hotel. The Dad shot video of me sucking both of their cocks, the Dad about 8 1/2 and very thick. The son not nearly as big. More video of the son fucking me. He shot his load in my ass after only about 5 minutes. In less than 10 minutes, the son was rock hard and ready to go again. More video of the son fucking me again. This second time, he lasted a lot longer before giving me another load in my ass. After being fucked twice by the son, and with 2 loads of cum in my ass, I was ready to take on the Dad's big dick. At least I thought I was ready. Damn, his cock was thick ! I was glad I brought my poppers. The son's cock was hard again, as he shot video of his Dad pounding my hole, and splattering my face with a huge load of cum. I gave the Dad my phone number and email address, in case they wanted to hook up the next time they were here.

Unless you get symptoms, I wouldn’t bother going to get tested for at least a couple of weeks. That’s often how long it takes for chlamydia and gonno to show up in a test, and they’re the first ones out the gate. HIV and syphilis takes weeks, even months, to show- Hep C even longer. It always perplexes me when I hear someone say something like, “I had a really filthy weekend in Berlin. First thing I did when I got back was get myself checked out at the clinic.” Pointless! Or even worse, it gives a false sense of security.

Good boy. You know your life’s purpose

I woke up the next morning feeling much better although my ass was still tender and sore. Daddy had left for work already so i began to go thru my new daily routine. I put on the nipple suction cups and pumped and they got huge. I cleaned my chastity cock cage and put the urethra plug back in. I then went to attached the anal pump and placed it up and on my hole and turned it on. My cock was dripping due to the stimulation of my nips and my pussy. I ate breakfast while i waited for the pumps to work. After about 20 minutes i removed the anal pump and played with my hole. Daddy also left me a douche bulb with a new mixture in it. It was a water with aloe and a bit of baking soda. After putting a little I noticed my ass was wet and leaked a little. When i stuck my finger in it was slick and wet. It made my cunt even wetter than just doing the anal pump. My cock was now hard, straining against the lock and leaking precum thru the small hole in the plug. I removed the nipple pumps and replaced them with Elastrator Rings which were really small tight rubberbands that i applied with a clamp and made my nipple push out, make them bigger and more sensitive. Daddy also left me my pink butt plug to keep any cum i had gotten from the day in me. I got dressed in a pink satin thong, and then my scrubs as i had class later this morning. I left and ran errands and then went to class. Today was part lecture and part practicum. During part of the practicum Aaron the young 19 year old and i partnered. We were learning and practicing putting on bandages and tourniquets. We did arms and then legs. Aaron and i chatted and made some small talk and started to get to know each other. He asked how why i moved to PS. I told him i met this guy and now he was my Daddy and he lived here so moved in with him from LA. "Cool. What do you mean by Daddy? Is he your bf?", Aaron asked curiously "He is more than my bf. In fact we have an open relationship. He has helped me explore my sexuality and give into my desires and his.", i replied Looking at his response he was very curious and my gaydar was going off. He was a little femme but not outwardly. I also noticed he was getting hard as his cock was pushing against his scrubs. Our instructor Richard came over to see how we were doing. I was applying a bandage on Aaron's arm. As we were sitting down we were at eye level to Richard's cock. He wasnt rock hard but he was semi hard and i could see Aaron gaze at our instructors crotch. Slowly he was stare. I applied the bandage and looked up at our instructor. "This look ok", i asked He said it looked good just needed an adjustment. He got closer moving in his crotch closer to both of us and grabbed Aaron's arm and pulled it towards him making his arm brush against his cock. Aaron blushed and i could tell he got excited. "There you go thats better. That feel good Aaron", said Richard smiling "Yes, yes it does, thank you." Aaron said looking up at him Our instructor walked away to go to the next group. "You like him dont you" i asked forwardly "What do you mean?", he responded nervously "Its ok, i am gay. You ever been with a guy before?", i asked "Only once in high school. It was with a classmate, we were drunk one weekend and just jacked off together. But nothing else. ", he responded He went on to tell about the one time with his substitute teacher. He was in his early 20's and Aaron was in his senior year. He would help Aaron with a project and they became close. He felt comfortable with him. There was a tension between them but nothing happened as he wasnt at his school very long. Now it was Aaron's turn to apply a tourniquet to my left leg. He was struggling a bit. Our instructor walked over and see how we were doing helped Aaron apply it. "You need to be forceful and not worry about hurting the patient cause if you dont do it they will bleed which is worse for them", Richard said Richard leaned in and made the tourniquet tighter. In doing so his hand brushed against my cock cage. He smiled doing it again and again. "How does that feel" he asked me "Very tight", i said "Good, things should be very tight and keep things locked in", he said smiling at me ask he walked away. Making it tighter caused my scrubs to tighten around my crotch and my cock cage showed a bit now. I saw Aaron look at me aroused but also curious as it had a unique shape. You could also see the pink if you stared and looked closely. "My Daddy has me locked up", i said smiling and proud to Aaron "You mean your dick is in a cage", he asked "Yes", i replied "Why", he asked urgently "My Daddy doesnt want me to have pleasure or orgasms thru my cock. He wants me to be a pure bottom. Only for taking loads and giving men pleasure. The only way i orgasm is thru my ass". i replied The look on Aaron's face was priceless and also hot. You could see his mind churning and wanting to learn more. Hungry to feed his unknown sexual desires. I looked down at his crotch and he was rock hard now. It looked nice too, maybe 7" which is big for someone his body frame size. It was now break time. "You wanna go get something to drink", Aaron asked "No maybe next time. Im tired i am going to rest here, thank you.", i replied. Aaron got up and with the rest of the glass and left. I still had some body ache. I just put my head down on the desk and rested. Richard our instructor came over and asked if i was ok. I said yes just tired. He said i looked like i had the flu. I said no it didnt, although thinking to myself i did but just not that type he was thinking about. He got a temperature reader and ran it over my head. It read 99.8. "I think you should go home. You dont want anyone else to get sick" Richard said. "I am not going to get anyone else sick i am ok", i said "Oh so you think cause you have completed a bunch of courses you are a doc now?", he asked "No i just know what i have you cant catch by being around someone", i said back looking at him with a coy look "Oh your converting? You took dirty seed", he asked understanding what i meant "Yes", smiling back "Did you know? Were you stealthed?", he asked as i could see his interest and arousal "No i knew. I even begged for it", i said softly and seductively I could see the bulge in his scrubs grow. It looked fat and meaty and a nice size. "Yeah, you a dirty bottom...guy" he said pausing as he reminded himself that he is an instructor and i am a student. "Yes i am", i said smiling I told him that i actually got converted a while back but met up with my Daddy's gifter and his friend who has full blown AIDS and isnt on any meds. Richard's eyes grew and i could see his bulge get even bigger. "I think his AIDS cum just infected me more and knocked me up. i have his babies in me now, he made me pregant", i said smiling proud Richard couldn't help him self mesmerized with my story he reached down and rubbed his huge rock hard cock which looked like he had a PA too. I looked back and licked my lips. I stood up and walked back towards the back of the classroom where there was an office. I walked in and got on my knees. He came in shortly after closed and locked the door and i pulled down is scrubs. He was wearing a hot jstrap. I pulled it down and a nice 8" thick cock popped out with an 8 guage PA. My mouth went to work sucking on his meat and savoring the precum oozing out of his cock. I was just getting started.

Be forewarned: bare cock is super addicting!

In college, I fell hard for the most beautiful girl I’d ever seen. Marta and I knew each other from campus and had a few classes together. Even though was well out of my league, I got up the nerve to ask her out, and we went on a few dates. Evenings with Marta often led to fantastic safe sex at her dorm or mine after a night out together. We decided to move into a two-bedroom apartment in the summer when the dorms closed. Marta is in many ways smarter than me. She knows what she wants, and she goes after it. It’s one of her sexy traits, in addition to her tight toned body and beautiful long dark hair. Marta made it clear to me that moving in together wouldn’t mean we were exclusive. She had a few other guys she saw from time to time. I didn’t know much about them, or who they were, but knowing she was seeing other guys, and not on birth control, for anything other than vanilla oral, we used condoms. I think because several guys were servicing her, I only saw a sliver of what she was capable of. I bet she took a different cock six nights a week. She liked having her hair pulled, nipples yanked, ass slapped, and more. When I undressed her, she often had hickies or bite marks in amazing places, on her tits and ass. One of the other guys I did know she was seeing, Dante, was every bit a campus Alpha Male type. I saw them holding hands from time to time. Even though we rarely discussed what she did with other men, I had to ask if things were okay when one day, I discovered three times the sex marks on her body as usual. I wanted to be sure one of her boyfriends wasn’t beating up on her. She told me she liked it rough with Dante, and he’d invited a few friends over to share her with. She also told me that since it was Dante’s birthday, and a safe time in her cycle, she let them all cum inside her. My non-exclusive girlfriend let four men cum inside her. Marta watched me like a hawk for my reaction; more specifically, she wanted to see if her confession made me super hard. I must have passed the test because she threw her arms around me and kissed me, saying she knew our relationship had legs. Why hadn’t I spoken up about the risks that unprotected sex with multiple people opened us both up to? If I’m honest, it’s because the risks are precisely what turned me on. Marta saw that I was rock-hard and she had me lay down on her bed. She straddled my face and started to finger her pussy. Out leaked streams of briny cummy slime that poured into my gaping mouth. She talked dirtier than I’ve ever heard her asking how I liked my first of many creampies? I murmured approval. Marta ground her ruined cunt into my mouth and I lapped at her puffy labia. More cum poured out of her pussy, and even her asshole. I realized I was eating Dante’s loads mixed with strangers. I swallowed down as much as I could. After bringing her to orgasm, Marta climbed off and jerked me off. She asked if I liked Dante’s birthday present and I truthfully told me it turned her on. I started being rougher with Marta and she responded well. Apparently, every week or so another guy Marta was dating would have a birthday or some other kind of celebration. That led to Marta bringing multiple loads home to me in her pussy regularly. We always used condoms out of safety to me, except when it really was my birthday. That was the first time she let me cum inside her. On that day, she brought my creampie to another lover to eat out. Things went on like this until summer when we moved in together. We agreed to keep things casual, and of course, she kept regularly getting fucked her other men, often in groups, and increasingly bareback. Now that we lived together, half of the time she hooked up with another guy, which now happened every other day, it happened at our place. I’d be respectful and study at the library whenever they’d come over. This went on for a year, during which she told me I was one of the only guys using protection with her and she’d love to take my seed more often. I asked her if that meant things were getting more serious between us. She said it did, but it didn’t mean she’s stop seeing other guys or make them use protection. Nearly a year after pounding my girlfriend raw, along with some number of other guys, our apartment lease was up for renewal. The landlord made a horrendous offer that would have priced us out of the building. Marta asked if she could meet with him privately to see if they could negotiate. I agreed, and that night, asked her how it went. She’d let him fuck her, with protection, and he filled up a condom with his load before pulling out. She pointed to the latex condom knotted and resting on a saucer next to her bed. She told me that pouring it inside would be the only way for me to eat a creampie tonight. I bit through the tip of the reservoir and swallowed a small burst of our landlord’s cum. Marta spread her pussy wide for me as I drizzled that load onto and into my girlfriend’s unprotected cunt. Two years after that, Marta was regularly taking loads from more than five men, me included. We were about to graduate, and she was ready to start seriously thinking of starting a family. When she told me that she wanted to keep having bareback sex with me, I knew things were getting serious. She got every one of her boyfriends to agree that if she got knocked up, they’d take it as a sign and the responsible boyfriend would become her fiancée. I was glad I was still in the running. At the end of the day, Marta ended up marrying one of Dante’s pals, who had knocked her up. They moved in together. As she swole up, Marta still regularly visited her boyfriends, me included. We all continued to fuck her raw. It is gross if I tell you how much longer I last when she’s opened-up and dripping the seed of many men? The guys who lubed her pussy with their cum were nearly all of them strangers to me. What normally happens happened nine months later. Marta and the man who knocked her up got engaged, and he decided to give her a wedding present. He begged Marta’s boyfriends to breed her again the night before their wedding. It was the first time I met all six of them, from wildly different walks of life and ages. I was a little sad that Marta and I weren’t going to be married but also thrilled that she’d still be fuckable whenever we wanted to meet up.

Day 2. A normal day for me would start being woken to the smell of fresh coffee, which would start brewing at 6.25, followed 5 minutes later by Alexa waking me up with whatever playlist I'd programmed the night before, and on a rare occasion, there'd be a guy next to me, who'd I'd fucked and bred the night before and I hadn't kicked him out because I knew I'd be needing to get head in the morning, and I'd treat myself to shoving his head down on my rock hard cock, eliminating the need for conversation or the pretence that I had any interest in trying to remember his name. Not today. The smell that woke me this morning wasn't freshly roasted and ground Nørlo coffee, but rank and stale and my face was getting wet. I opened my eyes, and there he was, Cobra cock, waking me up by pissing in my face. The second my eyes opened, he stopped his flow. I got up on my elbows, my mouth was about to protest, but we both noticed the same thing. My rock hard throbbing cock, bouncing around like a faggot in heat. In one fell swoop, he opened my mouth, deposited his cock head in, pinched my nostrils and let the piss flow. A man was taking a piss in my mouth. With that he winked, and just said "swallow or choke, your choice". I gulped and gulped, it seemed like gallons, it was like he'd been saving his piss up for a week to try and drown me in it. Eventually, he finished, and shook his cock spraying the drops all over my face. "Only thing better than morning piss, is morning poz piss, OK faggot ,now you've drained the snake, time to taste the venom,so suck me off". I did not need telling twice, I slobbered that tattooed poz dick like a man possessed, desperate to empty his balls of that precious toxic cum so I could taste it on my tongue. He was still in his shorts with his cock sticking out of the fly and all I knew was I was desperate to see him naked. To lick his ass, to savour his pits, to cover every inch of his tattooed toxic body with my tongue. After a couple of minutes, he lit a cigarette, left it dangling out of his mouth, clamped my head to the base of his cock, and shot. Deep in my mouth, I savoured every drop of that delicious poison, holding the taste on my tongue until I couldn't resist swallowing it any longer. He took his cock out of my mouth wiped it on my face, looked at me, spat on my fave and said "you'll never want neg cum again ". He banged on the door and shouted ready and off he went, to be replaced by a weasly looking guard, maybe 5'5, 140lbs, absolute rat. But I was the one whose face was coated either piss and cum residue. Immediately, he pulled his below average cock out, and pissed on me. Instinctively, I knew this was a test from Cobra cock, so I dropped to my knees, opened my mouth and let him piss all over me. In my mouth, in my hair, on my chest and cock, where he pissed I rubbed and swallowed, begging him for more piss. When he finished, he pulled some clippers from his bag. No more pretty boy hair for you fag, and started to shave all my luscious Tom Holland locks off until I'd reached a grade zero skinhead. When he finished, all I could say was "are you poz?", thumbs up, got me turning round and begging him to plant some more poz cum in me. When he'd done, he got a sharpie and wrote the letters WC on my chest and poz whore on my ass, attached a leash to my neck and led me to the recreation ground. Now, he said, let's see how you get on when you have to do a full day's work. TBC

So a few years ago I was at a friends party. We were all drinking in the kitchen and this smoking hot woman walked in. We got talking and moved into the living room and danced the night away. At the end of the night we left together going back to her place. the taxi ride home we kissed, got to her apartment and got into her room now she dropped to her knees pulled my cock out and began to give me the best blow job of my life cupping my heavy full balls in her hand, taking me all the way down her throat she sucked me like she was trying to suck the spunk straight out my balls. Then she pushed me on the bed and began to strip for me she had amazing tits fake but amazing non the less she was down to her panties, she pulled my jeans off and opened my shirt. Kissing around my neck, licking my nipples kissing down my belly she looks up I want you baby she tells me she pulls down her panties spins round and suddenly her thick 8 inch cock is in my mouth, both of us sucking each other wow this was amazing then she tells me come on baby fuck my pussy she is on all fours I reach for you jeans pull out a condom, she takes it throws it across the room no I want you all the way baby. i smile I begin eating her beautiful smooth ass out. I push inside her my balls hitting that tight ass my cock already throbbing from her tightness suddenly she pulls off pushes me on my back and sits on my cock ridding me as she wanks her cock, holding her hips driving her downwards as I push up ward. She looks at me tell me baby tell me suddenly I’m ready to explode I fill her tight hole with my thick creamy load, oh baby you bad bad boy she says smiling. She stands over me as my spunk drips down her legs, she drops between my legs quickly sucking my dick again licking my hole suddenly she grins my turn wam she has my legs over over her shoulders and thrusts deep inside me, my cock stands straight on end. She pushes her tongue into my mouth she is now grinding herself deep inside me getting faster and faster, then she lets Out a moan daddy take mummy’s load my god she drives her thick heavy load deep inside me. She rolls off me now pulls me back on top I pump her again then she screws me. She then kisses me as she blows another load into me. She gets up walks to the bathroom she smiles at me as I notice her toxic tattoo on her hip and scorpion on her Calve, your pregnant now boy xxxx

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."

First attempt at a story. Be kind ✨️ Day 1 I've always been the most confident guy I know. I was lucky enough to be born into a wealthy family, great genes, and by the time I'd hit my early 20's, I had a nice apartment in Central London paid for by my parents, a strong muscular physique, and luckily nature had given me a great 8" thick uncut cock. I thought the world owed me something, and I could do what I wanted, when I wanted. Girls wanted me, guys wanted me, and I knew it. I'd been getting letters from the local courts about something to do with unpaid parking fines, but I wasn't bothered, Dad and his lawyers would sort it out, because that's what happens normally, until one day, I'm on the peloton at home and there's a knock on the door. So, I did what I always do, took my shirt off to answer the door, and man I was glad I did, standing there in nothing but my 3.5" length Canterbury Rugby shorts,in front of the hottest policeman alive I immediately put my hand to my bulge, expecting the usual raised eyebrow, all I got was "Thomas Evans, you are under arrest for failure to attend a court appointed hearing". Next thing I know, I'm in the back of a squad car, handcuffed in nothing but my shorts, being whisked to the local cop shop, where I'm taken into custody and told that in my absence I've been sentenced to seven days in prison, for failure to attend a court hearing. Within what seems like minutes, I'm stripped, hosed down and given a grey t-shirt and blue shorts, and chucked onto a disgusting square cell, and just when I think life couldn't get worse, I spot it. A second bed. My mind is scrambled and I can't think, but it isn't long before I have company. In he walks, I think I have a grest physique, but this guy is just over 6 foot of solid muscle, and there is no discernible skin, just head to toe tattoo's. As the cell door closes, he turns to the guard and says " Thanks bud, I needed a new toy, I broke tha last one", to which the guard laughed and says, "don't forget we'll all want a go, when you've broken him in". At this point ,my head is fucked. My new friend sits down, lights a cigarette, and looks at me. "Pretty" is all he says, followed by "this will be a fun project, so strip faggot". Nobody speaks to me like that. Nobody. I ball my fists, and he rises to meet me, and it's clear, I wouldn't win . "Strip, faggot" he repeats "and make it fun for me". I don't know what came over me, but I start to put on a show for this beast, touching myself, stripping and gyrating on his lap. He starts to rub his cock and pulls it out. I'm big, but he is fucking huge. His cock, like the rest of him is fully tattooed, I can't make it out, but it looks like a snake of some sort, maybe a Cobra? I'm now naked, he has his mighty tattooed cock in his hand, and he just says three words. "Suck it, faggot". In any other world, I would have been angry beyond words, but I went down on him like a starving man at a free buffet. I couldn't get enough of that massive tattooed cock in my mouth. I licked up and down it, throated it, bathed his piss slit with my tongue, nursed his massive tattooed balls, and prayed to the hesvens I'd get his cum in my mouth, I even started to beg. "Please let me eat your cum Sir, I need it so bad". I'd changed from a cocky stud to faggot cocksucker in 15 minutes. "Bitch ,you're getting my load, but up your cunt, not down your throat, my snake needs to spit his poison, and make it count". I'm not stupid, I knew immediately, what was meant, so I took his cock out of my mouth, turned around, spread my muscled cheeks, looked over my shoulder and said "fucking do it, dump that fucking aids seed in me, knock me up and make me your aids faggot whore". He didn't need asking twice, still just with his glorious cock just sticking out of his fly, he jammed it in me. No mercy, the only lube on his cock still my spit. I've never experienced pain and pleasure like it. We were screaming at each other" fucking rape me ", "take the aids load you dirty whore", I don't know how long it lasted, but it was heaven. My cock was bouncing around as he mercilessly screwed me, my head lolling side to side, like a jack in the box whole I begged him to plant his poison in me. It was something I'd never thought about before, but now never needed more. And then it happened, I felt every thrust ,every pump, as he pumped me full of his toxic load, and even before he had finished I was thanking him. After he was sure, every drop of his precious poz cum was safely in my guts, he pulled out, "fuck faggot, you bled alot, that'll help my strain take hold, now lick my dick clean". I was on it immediately, thanking him, begging for more when he knocked on the door, and called the guard. I started to scramble to my feet, but my pozzer told me to stay put and keep nursing his cock. The guard arrived and asked how things were going, to which my tattooed devil replied, "tell the sponsor, he has been initiated, and did OK, the rest of the plan will progress tomorrow, he's no use to anyone right now, his cunt is so loose I could chuck a bowling ball up there and he wouldn't notice, let him have a rest, he'll need it for tomorrow's fun". I wax in a daze, what the fuck wax a sponsor, and more importantly, what was happening tomorrow? TBC

For those who want a funny note on a tuesday night: Monday morning, on my way to work I.ve got a message from a guy nearby via grindr. He reacted to my profile in which i am looking for anonymous cumdumps waiting face down ass up to get a load. He sent some pictures over and was a real,horny, supercute twink. I asked him to keep his front door ajar en wait for me blindfolded, face down ass up. Went to his place and he was incredible hot. His ass was like heaven and he moaned in a very horny way driving me crazy. Fucked him good en left him with a two day load, so after I fucked him his ass was leaking cum. Went back to my car (5 minutes walk) to return to work and noticed that i forgot my car keys. 😁. Had to go into a meeting soon so was in a little panic. Returned to the guy’s home and his front door was still unlocked. Went in (even without knocking 🤓) and he was still on his sofa, nude, jerking off. He looked shocked when i came in again unexpectedly and he smiled at me in the most cutest way possible. I took my car keys and left. The ban was broken, my anon cumdump saw my face! When i arrived at my car he already informed when i could go back to fuck him as he enjoyed my dick so much. Again a new horny twink cumdump boy to add to my list of regulars 👌

I woke up. Apparently I passed out at some point to where Ethan and I were in a bed of black satin sheets with him nuzzling at my neck and him still rocking his dick in and out of my hole. He sensed I was waking up and flexed his cock in my making me groan in pleasure. I turned my head and kissed him thanking me for making me pass out from a rough fuck which always has been a fantasy of mine. "You're welcome babe I was so horned up I couldn't stop myself from plowing you so hard." He told me he didn't stop fucking me even after I passed out and he moved me to al the spots in his room and fucked me. He said I would have to watch the video footage later, surprising me that he had cameras all over his playroom. We laid there making out while he kept fucking me and I could feel him start to get harder and I knew he was about to load me up. "Here comes love, get ready for load number eight." I was shocked and turned on even more that he loaned me that much. I felt the cum shooting into my hole and it took me over the top and I felt myself cum at the same time. We stayed together for what felt like hours until Ethan slid out of me with a wet pop.I rolled over and lifted my legs up so I didn't waste a single drop of Ethan's charged load and for good measure started to finger my hole to push his load in me deeper and scratched my insides to make sure his load would do its job. When he slid his fingers out he showed me the nice coating of cum as well as a nice pink tint and I grabbed his fingers and slid them into my mouth to clean them off. I was ready for a shower but didn't want to lose a drop of cum so I asked Ethan to get a buttplug for me. He went over to the play room and came back with the biggest plug he had and worked it deep into my hole keeping me nice and full and not spilling a drop. We got up from the bed and went to his bathroom and I was shocked to see a huge rainfall shower in his bathroom. He heated up the water nicely and we stepped inside and we were once again all over eachother kissing and groping all parts of each other's body. It made me feel like I was living in a dream but I knew it wasn't one when Ethan reached for the plug and gave it a nice twist inside. We finished our shower and went back to his bed where he pulled his laptop and pulled up the video feeds of his playroom cameras. I sat there hard as a rock while watching the love of my life plowing my ass in many different areas and positions while I was completely passed out. Ethan was twisting the plug in me making me moan as I watched and it was good we didn't have any blankets over us because I was leaking pre cum all over his bed. He handed me the laptop and I held it while he slid down and took my aching cock in his mouth down to the root. I moaned more telling him I was already so close to cumming some of my last neg load. He sped up his sucking and added more motions to the plug in my hole driving me crazy to where I had to set his laptop down because I was shaking too much and feared dropping it on his head. As I was just about to shoot in his mouth I grabbed his head and shoved his head all the way down and yelled for him to CHOKE ON MY NEG LOAD!!! He came off my cock after what felt like forever and only after making sure every drop of my neg cock was milked out and I was super sensitive. Ethan smiled at me with a cheeky grin telling me that he needed to unload one more load of his poz babies before we went to sleep for the night. With that he warned me that he was going to pull the butt plug out hard to make sure there was extra damage to my hole and I bent down with my ass up ready for him. Ethan gave the plug one final twist before pulling it out with all his might causing me to scream into his sheets. Ethan quickly shoved his dick in my abused hole causing me to scream more which quickly turned into a whimper then into moans of pure bliss. He pounded my hole without restraint like before and I could feel his cock getting harder and knew he was about to dump another load of poz cum in me. He slammed into me one last time causing me to see stars and he growled in my ear to take his poz babies and I felt the warmth of his load in me. When he was finished he was breathing harder than I was but I didn't want him to pull out so we both schooched up to the top of his bed and he wrapped his arms around me and said he loved me and his heart was whole once more until we both fell asleep. part 5 cumming soon

I am proud to be on the maximum high side of the slut scale with over 30 partners during venue experiences and more than 20 loads sprayed into my mouth and sloppy ass (there's even a write up here on BZ about one of the CumUnions I was at several years ago and the massive amount of use I was observed being put through. One this is clear from the poll though: there's way more total bottoms than total tops on here.

My recipe for making good piss starts three hours before play time. I start with a medium sized bottle of one of the citrus Gatorades. Followed by a couple of mugs of hot tea. Then water. Drink twice as much as you think you should. This seems to produce a piss with a little flavor, but not too much, so it is great for newbies. I am then able to piss about every 15 to 20 minutes during the play session. If I keep drinking during sex, then it recycles even faster. I love my own piss--I often hose down the ass crack I'm rimming in the sling--as well as all the usual drinking, covering and pissfucking.

I hate having to wonder if they’ve really done it. Plenty of times I’ve used my hand and swiped my butt after they’ve finished, but, I’m usually unable to tell if it’s cum or lube. Just once I’d love to feel a pulsating, throbbing cock unloading inside me!

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.

Fuck yea- me and my buddy Hintyt would love to share your fat poz cock and seed

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.

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.....

There was an event like this at club San Diego called Wallbanger once a month. Pre Covid. Not sure if they have restarted. They had a Twitter. Here’s a photo from it. Oh and slammer in LA also used to have one opening like that. [think before following links] https://wallbanger.club

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.

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

Tonight I stopped off at my local video store. It has booths in the back for play. When I arrived there were old guys that I was not attracted to at all. I spent about an hour walking around with no luck. I was just about to leave when a tall older daddy came in and made eye contact. He went into a booth and motioned for me to cum in as well. I instantly rubbed his cock through his pants and I could tell he was packing. He gave me a big kiss with tongue and put his hand down the back of my pants so I knew what he wanted. He pulled out his cock and it was huge. The fattest I have ever had in my mouth. I sucked him and then he turned me around and bred me. I had to use lube. I have not had to do that in a very long time. My point is that if I would have left I would have missed out on a beer can cock and massive load in me. I think a good rule is to not leave until you have a load in you or you have deposited a load.

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

Still see her now

Carrot until one day while emptying the trash I found a plastic vibrator that had cracked in half. A little super glue and a new battery was all it took to discover a new level of pleasure.

Strictly bareback for me. I insist, but never force anyone. I'm in a unique position of privilege though, gay BBC is in massive demand here in Australia, and most guys have a huge BBC desire. I've been fucking raw for well over a decade, i've used condoms before, but won't be going back. Because i never struggle to find bottom guys to breed, its usually my way or the highway. I have a through and strict vetting process, gets rid of the fakes. Whilst bareback is quite common here, its more based on the trust factor, ("if you are clean, you can fuck me raw" is a common phrase here). Being the sex addict i am, i never answer that question, in fact i find it quite stupid. With all my regulars (and potential regulars), incl the 11 married men i breed regularly, they know the risks of bareback, but like me, they are way too consumed by lust and the addiction to bareback that they don't care. I've turned down so many bottoms because i feel like they are not true barebackers, but most of them are so desperate to get some BBC, and so persistent, that they will break their own rules for me. I've lost count of the number of "safe only" guys i've bred. And more than 50% come back for more. But, at the end of the day, for me its raw or there is no fucking. Simple

With respect, the term "clean" is offensive to many, especially people living with HIV. It infers people living with HIV are dirty, because of the virus.

If it's a more anon blowjob with a stranger, I don't really care to look up too much. But if it's a good friend that you know decently well, it feels so submissive to make eye contact with him while your mouth is filled up with his hard meat. Looking at him in the eyes when he's about to cum makes me feel truly dedicated to his pleasure, when that hot spunk starts spurting out of his throbbing penis and I'm staring into his eyes, I know that all of that warmth and saltiness filling my mouth up is the feeling of my bro giving all of himself to me. You can think you are close friends and know each other so well, but it's a special bond to swallow your bro's sperm. That's when you truly know him, you've felt him, you've tasted him.

Only 12 people have responded, but it is starting to look like I'm a big slut even by BZ standards. I'm actually a little bit surprised.

If I can't breed, I won't fuck. I don't use condoms, and I don't pull out. My cum is going in that hole. I absolutely insist on bareback. Typically, a bottom who says he prefers condoms will go ahead and let me hit it raw when I tell him that. Only very rarely do I find a bottom who insists on condoms, maybe a few times a year, and in that case I'll just tell him to have a good one and go find some raw pussy elsewhere. There's enough raw bottoms out there I don't have to wrap it up. I won't do it. I have the need to breed. My cum belongs in my bottom's hole. If I can't put it there, I don't want to play at all. Raw is law.

I prefer what I call 'professional bottoms' - meaning they are prepared to get fucked. I like hole pre-loosened, clean and lightly lubricated. Tight holes require too much work. And there is a 50/50 chance the bottom won't be able to handle me.

I is really a shame that the REAL Gloryholes in Public places are disappearing rapidly. When I lived and worked in London from 2007 till 2012 the number of gloryholes was going down because all the counsels had started to renew Public Toilets. A real miss because you are right.... there's still nothing like the real ones. They give the most horny feeling when having anonymus sex especially in combination with the horny toilet smells. Look at the attached pictures.. they are from a Public toilet at Walton Bridge near the Thames (London) made by me (that is my cock in action). That cottage was soooo horny with 2 large urinals and 3 cubical's with 2 gloryholes. Open 24/7 and busy during daytime but very busy from 5PM till very late at night. With load of heavy smells, fresh and dried cum everywhere. Even the 2 gloryholes where Heavy cum stained and smelled very musky. There was loads of fucking going on... I guess 80% was bareback. I know because I always had asses backed up onto my cock bare. Never ever did the other side put a rubber over my cock. In those 5 years I visited Walton Bridge I must have blown several liters of cum through the holes. At the end the counsel renewed it for a totally new cottage with metal walls. That was a big loss.

I mostly hook up through online sites as opposed to anonymous situations. ALL of my profiles state bareback. If a bottom hit me up but wanted me to fuck him with a condom? No. Not sorry! And I don't care how many boxes you may check for me. I would rather fuck a bottom bareback who checked zero other boxes for me than to fuck a bottom with a condom who checked every box for me.

August 13th, 1977 Waking up in Mac’s bed is still a new experience but I like it, almost more importantly Brett like’s it. It turns him on knowing I’ve been with someone else. He always rips my clothes off as soon as I get home and has me tell him about my night. Mac and I had been out to the bars last night with a couple of his friends and Brett had been at work late. We’d had a good time, mostly staying at Julius drinking. Slowly guys coupled off. There had been no promise of sex in Mac’s invitation but when he looked at his friends making out with random guys he turned to me and said, “I cant wait to breed your sweet hole again.” I was instantly hard. I’m still a little in shock if I’m honest. How did I go from not understanding my own sexuality to having two men want to fuck me regularly? Obviously, I went home with him. We tumbled into his apartment in the small hours very drunk, and were naked before we got in the bed. Mac clearly been serious about not being able to wait because he just dove right into my hole with his tongue and started to push me open. His eating me out was absolutely only in service of getting me warmed up for his cock though. As soon as he thought I was close to prepped, he spat on my hole and stuffed his cock in. It was rough, hot and brutal. He pounded me with one leg on the floor, one leg next to me on the bed driving his cock deep inside with every stroke. Brett had fucked me like this a few times, animalistic, needing to just blow his load. I dont mind, I like being fucked like that. I like being used. When Mac finally roared and locked his cock into me to pump his load into my guts I let out a long sigh. We fell asleep in a heap of naked sweaty bodies with his soft cock nestled between my cheeks. After a month of waking up to Brett’s cock pressing into me in the morning I’m pretty use to the feeling of a warm cock pushing on my hole to wake me up. I ground by ass back on Mac as I came out of sleep to feel his morning wood. He didn’t say anything, just put one hand on my hips and lined up his cock. His lips grazed the back of my neck and his cock slid inside of me. We both groaned, his load from the last night more than enough lube to make it a smooth easy fuck. Deeper and deeper he slid, my body opened from him almost instantly. Mac slowly ground another load into me. His hips pressed tight to my body as his cock pumped deep inside my hole. My ass felt wet at I walked home, a feeling I’m becoming quite familiar with. Honestly… I like it. It feels kinky and slutty. Like I have this secret that no one on the street knows as I walk by them. They have no idea that another man’s semen is floating around inside my guts. It was already ungodly hot by the time I got home and climbed the steps into our apartment. I was sweating and felt like I must stink of last night’s booze and sex. Brett greeted me at the door in just a jock. He kissed me deeply and slid his hands down the back of my shorts. His fingers quickly finding my slick hole. I moaned into his mouth as he fingered me. He pulled a finger out of my ass slowly and then brought it to my lips. I paused. This was new, yet it seemed, even in the movement, and obvious progression. I opened my mouth and licked the mixture of cum and ass juice from his finger. My cock throbbed in my shorts, leaking more precum into the pouch of my straining jock. “You like that don’t you.” Brett said with a mischievous grin on his face. “Yeah…I guess I do,” I said a little sheepishly. “Don’t be ashamed. You like getting fucked, and you like cum.” “Yeah.” I was smiling now. “Is this Mac’s big load I feel inside you.” “Two actually, one from last night and one from this morning.” “Fuck,” he groaned into my ear, “I love it.” “Me too.” He kissed me again, holding me close to his warm body. His hands were back down my shorts, fingers probing my hole again. “I’ve got a thought,” Brett said. “What’s that?” “It’s too nice a day to be cooped up inside. Let’s go over to the piers.” “The piers?” “Yeah, on the west side, past the West Side Highway.” “There’s nothing over there. Isn’t it just and abandoned ship yard?” He kissed me again, “That’s what you think.” “How far have you gotten,” Nick said, walking into the room toweling himself off after a shower. Luke was laying on the couch in Nick’s hotel room, naked except for a white bike jock, with one knee bent propping Nick’s old journal up. The younger man looked up from the book grinning, “You’re about to go to the pier for the first time.” “What do you know about the pier?” “Nothing.” “Well then, don’t let me stop you from finding out.” Nick tossed his towel off to the side and rummaged in his suitcase for some underpants. He had just pulled on a pair of tight white briefs when he felt hands on his back. He turned and Luke was there, his young body pressed tight against Nick’s. The boy’s obvious erection was pressing hard through the fabric of his jock and into Nick’s leg. Nick grabbed Luke’s ass with one hand, and with the other tipped his chin up. He kissed Luke softly on the lips and dragged his finger against Luke’s hole. The boy felt used and wet between his cheeks. No wonder, Nick had already put two loads in Luke that morning, not to mention the ones last night. It had been like that since they had first fucked. Luke making excuses so as to not go home to his parents, and spending every night at his uncle’s hotel. They couldn’t keep their hands off each other. No sooner would the door close behind Luke each night then they would be ripping each other’s clothes off. Luke would fall to his knees, or jump on the bed, begging Nick to use one hole or the other. It seemed like Luke had been constantly full of Nick’s cum for a week now. They both knew it was coming to an end soon though. Nick was only in town for a few more days and then he would be back with Brett in San Francisco. Then Luke would leave town too and go back to college a few weeks after that. They didn’t want to think about that though. They wanted to stay in their lustful bliss. Luke pushed forward, and Nick lost his balance falling back onto the bed. Luke took the opportunity to pull the briefs Nick had just put on back off again. Nick laughed, “I have to get ready, I’m supposed to meet your father in an hour.” “I know, but…” “One more for the road?” “Yes.” “Fuck. I’m going to meet my brother smelling like sex from fucking his son… this is fucked up.” Nick said, his eyes never leaving Luke’s face. Though he voiced the [banned word] they were breaking, neither one of them cared any more. All concern had fallen away after their first kiss, now it was just passion and fun. “What he doesn’t know…” “Shut the fuck up and get me hard then.” “Yes sir,” Luke grinned cheekily and swallowed Nick’s semi hard cock in one easy move. Nick groaned, as he began to swell in Luke’s mouth. Luke’s shoulder muscles flexed as he neck bounced up and down. This was one of Nick’s favorite views. The 21 year old’s trim body was on perfect display as he worked Nick’s thick cock. He could savor his strong back, his well formed chest, the thick light brown hair that grew there, when Luke came up for air he got a perfect view down to Luke’s straining and often leaking cock too. It didn’t take long for Nick to get hard again. Despite being more than 30 years older than Luke he had the virility of a much younger man. He and Brett often joked that their continued stamina was from frequent practice. “If you never stop fucking like a 20 year old, you never start fucking like a 50 year old.” He hooked his hands under Luke’s armpits and dragged him up on the bad. Luke shifted himself so he was straddling Nick’s body and sat back. They had fucked so often that Luke’s body no longer put up any resistance. Not that he was loose, just comfortable. Nick slid inside of Luke’s warm, wet, cummy hole with ease and the two of them let out a sigh of relief. Luke without prompting began to ride his uncle’s throbbing cock and bent forward to kiss Nick. The wrapped their arms around each other as they kissed, Nick thrusting up into Luke’s hole. They were both moaning lightly as they slowly fucked. Nick’s hands ran along Luke’s back tracing the now familiar ridges and valleys of his spine down to his hips. He gripped Luke and started to buck a little harder. The boy groaned into their kiss before breaking it and sitting back fully on Nick’s cock. Nick too the opportunity to use his superior strength to throw their center of gravity off, knocking Luke to the side. In one clean swift movement he had inverted their positions, and Luke was now flat on his back still stuffed full of Nick’s hard dick. Luke’s eyes rolled back for a moment, Nick’s cock hitting a little bit deeper. Nick loved taking Luke like this, his body lain out in front of him. He watched the boy’s chest rise and fall, racked with gasps and moans, as he fucked him. He held tight to Luke’s thighs and began to pound. As much as he wanted to spend all day buried deep inside Luke’s ass, he had to get going. He picked up the pace, fucking harder and faster. Sweat was glistening on Luke’s chest, and a bead slowly made its way down Nick’s back. They were both panting. The cliff came rushing up quickly. Nick’s balls were contracting, and almost without warning he was pumping another load into Luke. The both let out a satisfied sigh, as volley after volley of semen erupted from Nick’s cock. Luke felt the warmth he craved rush into him and spread up his guts. For a brief moment he felt satiated. They both breathed hard, Nick shaking a little from the force of his orgasm. Then he kissed Luke and slid gingerly from his hole. “Ok, now! No more distracting me. I have to go.” Luke laughed, “Fine. I’ll just sit down over here and read my book.” “Alright, enjoy. I’ll be back in a few hours.” He finished getting dressed and kissed Luke on the way out the door. “Have fun,” he said. August 13th, 1977 cont. Brett dressed in a pair of cut off shorts that barely covered his furry ass, a crisp white jock and a tank top. I followed suit in some cute little basketball shorts I had recently bought and a t-shirt, and of course a jock. Then, with a backpack full of beer over his shoulder, he led us out of the apartment. I thought Brett had lost his mind when we got to the end of 20th Street and stood under the pylons of the West Side Highway. Brett however didn’t seem to feel out of place at all, he crossed the dark street underneath the highway and slipped past the concrete barriers. On the other side of the road was a high chain link fence, the kind that the city would throw up quickly to keep people out of an abandoned lot. This one hadn’t fared much better than any other fence in the city. It was rusted and uncared for. There were parts that were tilting away from the road at a wild angle as if a truck had backed into it and some parts were missing entirely. It was through one of these opening that Brett walked. Still deeply suspicious I followed him. On the other side of the fence, blocked from view of the street and city beyond stood the old piers. Big concrete and steel structures, long since abandoned they looked like something out of the apocalypse. The windows were broken in, doors hung loose on their hinges or were missing entirely. These massive edifices that had stood as the port of welcome to NYC now were hollowed out shells. We walked along the side of one of these buildings, picking our way around bits of debris that had fallen from the buildings in the decade since its closure. The building eventually gave way to what must have been an open air warehouse previously. A big rusted steel roof stretched high overhead. It looked like the exposed skeleton of a building, all the brick and mortar flesh having rotted away. The monument to urban decay vaulted above our heads however, was not what drew my attention. It was the people. The abandoned pier was bustling with people… no, bustling with men. Everywhere I looked there were guys sunning themselves, having picnics, drinking cans of beer, reading, relaxing, and fucking. There out in the open, close to the building and barely shielded from view were men having sex. This was nothing like the gay bars which, although this was a post stonewall world, still always felt off the books, this felt like freedom. As I looked around more I realized that Brett had brought me to the homosexual holy land. All around gay men were living their lives. Yes, some were fucking, but more still were just there living their lives, enjoying the summer sun without fear of judgment or persecution. I watched, my mouth almost hanging open, as an older couple dressed in smart clothing walked hand in hand down the pier. I’ve never seen two men just casually holding hands like that before. It just doesn’t happen. Apart from a drunken tryst after the bar, everything about gay life is furtive and hidden. Being out of the closet is relative, almost no one really truly acts the same way all the time. Yet here, amongst the ruins of the Chelsea Piers, it happened. A little oasis where gay men just existed, in all of their many complexities. “How?” I said, turning to Brett. He was grinning from ear to ear, “No one cares about this place. So, I guess at some point gay men just took it over. Come on, let’s hang out for a while and then we can go exploring.” Then he grabbed my hand and started to lead me down the pier. I felt this panic well up inside me, this fear of what others would say if they saw me holding hands with another man, even though it made me feel amazing to have my fingers interlaced with Brett’s as we walked. Very, very slowly, however, that started to fade. I looked around at the people around us. It was only gay men, no one cared. It was so freeing. Being in a gay bar, no matter how nice it was or how much fun I was having always feels electric, like at any moment I could be caught with my hand in the cookie jar. This however, it was like the rest of the world didn’t exist and we were in a land populated by only gay men. With a view of scenic industrial New Jersey, gay men of all sorts congregated. We passed a group of guys laying out on towels in the sun completely naked. My eyes immediately drifted to their soft cocks. I wondered for a moment what each of them would be like sliding inside of me. Brett’s right, I really have developed a pretty intense love of cock. We passed guys sitting reading books, some smoking grass, a few were alone. One guy had a sketch pad propped against his legs, his hand moving fast he scratched out the prone semi nude figure in front of him in charcoal. Brett took us almost to the far end of the dock, and then put his back pack down on a concrete ledge about the height of a low stool. He pulled out a beach town and spread it on the ledge before handing me a beer and sitting down. He grinned, cracked his own beer open, and took a long swig. I sat next to him, and put my head on his shoulder. I felt his arm slide up my back, till it was draped across my shoulders holding me close. “How did you find this?” “A guy I hooked up with last summer told me. I came here one afternoon and…” he trailed off, taking another long swig of beer. “Well, I got a good tan, and ended up bent over in an old office in the on the building getting fucked by a couple of guys I met.” “God its hot thinking about the times you must have been full of cum from some hook up while we were hanging out and I had no idea.” I said. I was a little hard just thinking about it. “Its happened a lot.” “Slut.” “Rich coming from the guy who came home with an ass full of spunk this morning.” “I didn’t see you complaining.” “Oh. I’m certainly not complaining.” He kissed me, right there in the bright sunlight for all to see, “I’m not complaining at all.” We sat quietly for a while, just drinking and watching the world. Brett took his shirt off and stuffed it in his bag. He looked spectacular in the sun. Light glittered in his thick blonde chest hair, his skin already kissed a light golden brown from the summer sun. I eventually joined him, letting the warm light spill across my skin as we drank. We chatted about nothing at all for a long time. I’m really glad that despite the change in our relationship our we can still just sit and talk for ages. My eyes began to wander, drifting back to the group of nude sunbathers. They weren’t just sunbathing now though, the youngest of the group was on his knees in front of another man who was sitting on a bit of brick work that remained from some long forgotten structure. As I watched the younger guy’s head started to bob back and forth making it perfectly obvious what he was doing. Right there in the open he was blowing this hot thicker guy. I was hard in a second. Brett noticed where my gaze was and said, “Why do I feel like you’ll be the one on your knees for a group of guys soon?” “Well, not all of us have been bent over in an abandoned office and fucked by, what was it, a couple of guys?” “Touché.” Brett rubbed his crotch, “If you wanted you could start with something nice and familiar before going off cruising.” “I like how you think.” I immediately got up and pulled Brett to his feet. I pulled his pants down, leaving him in just his jock before pushing him back onto the bench. I squatted down between his legs, and fished his cock out of the side of his jock. He was completely hard, and just starting to leak. With the sun on my naked back I swallowed Brett’s cock.

Evening the Score At eighteen and five foot eleven inches of lean muscle, I cut a pretty picture. The victory cup held high above my head, I strutted around the pool in my racing speedo. I enjoyed the limelight, and I knew that everybody in that arena managed to sneak a peak at my package as I made my traditional lap in front of the opposing team’s bleachers. I was a big guy in my high school. I was a straight A student and captain of the cross country and swim teams. School was a golden time; I ran twelve miles every morning on the cross-country team and did laps till exhaustion in the late afternoon. The result of this effort was a tall lean and muscular body, composed of broad shoulders a narrow waist and perfect hairless bubble butt. The swim meet was the final of the season; a grudge match between the two schools, and a delicious win against the rich kids from across the tracks. I guess I took the win a little too far as I waved the cup in front of the losers, and high-fived my team mates as they headed to the showers. I chatted on the pay phone in the locker rooms, and lingered till there wasn’t a soul left in the showers before stripping off and getting myself cleaned up. Night had fallen when I emerged from the school, and the parking lot was empty. A heavy rain fell on the tarmac and I cursed my tardiness, flipped up the hood on my jersey and trudged to the nearest intersection to wait for the bus. I hadn’t waited long before a late model panel van pulled over to the curb and a young guy driving it leaned over to lower the window. “Need a lift?” he smiled. “Yeah, that would be great,” I shouted over the rain and pulled open the door to the van. I threw my bag onto the floor of the cab and settled into a jump seat next to the driver’s centre console. The seat was like that in a limousine, folding back and out of the way to make room for more storage in this utility vehicle. The driver was nicely dressed, and didn’t appear to be a delivery guy at all. He introduced himself as Greg as he pulled the car away from the curb and onto the deserted side street. I fumbled looking for the seat belt, and reaching over my right shoulder, I asked, “Where’s the safety belt?” My heart nearly jumped out of my chest, as two hands landed on my shoulders and a voice growled in my ear: “you won’t be needing it!” The hands tightened on my shoulders and literally dragged me out of the jump seat, over the seat back and into the dark void of the back of the van. Three bodies emerged from the shadows and flanked me on all sides. A worn mattress was on the floor of the panel van and all I could see was the flickering light from the driver’s window. “It’s gotta be him,” whispered one of the guys in the back of the van. I started to protest, but a hand was slammed firmly over my mouth. “You did your shouting back at the pool. Now keep quiet and you won’t get hurt,” seethed the guy who muffled my scream. He slowly waved a long stiletto knife in front of my eyes and a fear like I had never felt before welled up in me. He took the knife and slid the shaft under the collar of my hoody, lifting the blade up and away from my body the fabric split open in a silent slow motion reveal. Pulling the knife away as the fabric was freed from it’s elastic waist band, the other guys grabbed the shirt from either side and tore the remainder of it’s cloth from my naked torso. My hands were grabbed and nylon cord was wrapped around them, binding them tightly. A vicious tug pulled my arms above my head and swung my body around. The others flipped me over and I could feel my Addidas pulled off of my feet, as my bound hands were secured to a U bolt on the floor of the cab. I felt a hand on my back, and the stiletto reappeared in my line of vision. The owner of the knife shifted his weight and moved the blade down past my line of sight. I felt his hand curl under the waistband of my jeans and then the knife slide down under the fabric. The denim gave more resistance than the cotton of my jersey, and the owner of the knife had to press down on the small of my back while he jerked the knife up and away from my body. The jeans split open and I could feel the stiletto travel the length of my ass, its tearing motion assisted by the other guys’ hands as they grabbed the fabric and stripped the torn jeans in two. Peeling them off my legs, they each grabbed a side of my briefs and pulled for all their might. It hurt like hell as the cotton and elastic gave way, and I was left naked and splayed in the back of the van. Appreciative hands moved on my body, kneading and massaging my legs and ass. One hand cupped my balls and cock pinching and pulling until I became erect. Fingers probed my anus assisted by a steady stream of saliva dripping down the crack of my ass as the guys laughed and repeatedly spit on me. The van came to a sudden stop and I craned my neck to see out of the driver’s window. A lake was clearly visible a few meters from the vehicle. We had stopped in a glade beside a local resort not yet open for the season; the rain was still falling, dappling on the water and drumming on the ceiling of the van. The side door to the van opened, and moonlight poured in on my naked body. Greg stood triumphant at the side of the van. I could see him clearly now, and instantly remembered his down-turned face from the poolside. He swam relay for the losing team and his buddies were his cheering section. He stood in the moonlight and unzipped his jacked. Standing beside me, he stripped naked along with his buddies in the van. He was shorter than me, had a wrestlers body, and tremendous upper body strength. His cock was cut and fat and grew to a good eight inches when fully erect. Climbing into the van, he parted my legs and I felt his tongue push into my asshole. He licked and chewed on my ass and balls while I squirmed under the pressure and obvious pleasure of his attention. One of the guys came forward in the van grabbing my hair and pushed his stiff cock into my mouth. He fucked my face while his buddy loosened me up. I felt hands on my ankles and my ass was lifted in the air. A bag, possibly my gym bag, was thrown under my hips leaving me completely exposed, and I felt the head of Greg’s cock press against my virgin hole. The pain was terrible as he entered me. Slowly and without hesitation he took me, his cock plunging deep inside me. I cried out but the sudden eruption of cum from his buddy splashed the back of my throat and put an end to any protest. Greg’s friend growled with delight as he continued to pump thick salty fluid into my mouth. I had to swallow or choke. Greg’s rhythm as he fucked me was quickening, and to my amazement I was matching his moves. My cock, which immediately went limp when the rape began was now raging hard and I was busting to let loose with my own orgasm. Faster and faster, the pounding on my ass continued, until with a few long strokes I felt Greg’s hot sperm fill my hole. He leaned forward and chewed on my neck while his cock exploded in my hole. “You like that, don’t you,” he hissed, adding: “You might have won the swim meet, but I’m claiming the prize.” I came in a thunderous orgasm, as he pounded his cock into my ass, splashing my chizz all over the van beneath me and collapsed in exhaustion. The guys nodded their approval as my remaining cum drooled from my prick. I felt the stiff rod slowly slide out of my ass, the guy in front of me, now spent, drew his softening cock from my mouth. I panted with exhaustion and amazement at how my body could be stimulated like this. I rolled onto my back, and could see the moonlight still dancing on the water. The calm didn’t last long, however, as my legs were lifted into the air and the next cock shoved abruptly into my hole. The night wore on as each guy, recovering from their earlier orgasm, fucked me again and again. For hours, the guys fucked my ass and face, two and three at a time. I came to know every expression of gay sex, interrupted only with intermittent flashes of blinding lightning as my body was used and abused. Spread-eagled in the van; tied to a tree near the water; and at one point, binding my hands and feet together, they laid me on a picnic table, spun me around, and took turns shoving their cocks in my ass and mouth. A spirited game of spin the bottom, they all jacked off on my naked and ravaged body as the rain stopped and the sky brightened. Exhausted and covered with their cum and mine, they dropped me off in nothing but my bathing suit in front of my house. They kept my torn clothes as a trophy and thanked me for taking one for the team. As they pulled away from the curb my cum-soaked gym bag was pitched out the van window and my torn calvins flapped from their aerial. A few days later, the doorbell rang and a package addressed to me was on the welcome mat. Inside it, I found a series of nearly a hundred color and black and white photographs of me being fucked in every possible position. That wasn’t lightning that lit up our reveries after all, but a small auto focus camera. The look of ecstasy, hunger and excitement was clear on my face in virtually every shot. A note scrawled on the last photo directed my attention to my bedroom window. There, parked at the curb, was the van. The side door was open and not four but six young guys were waiting at the curb laughing and glancing up at my window. A moment later the front door of my house opened and I hung my head as I headed to the van. I knew that I was in for an even bigger pounding than the last, but as I strode across the lawn of my suburban home, my cock began to stiffen at the thought of all six dicks waiting to take my freshly trained hole.

I applaud all the men who are brave enough to discuss this sensitive topic and share their personal experiences. I only wish that I had similar stories to tell.

I don’t think there is a standard time to get cleaned out, I use the bulb and sometimes takes me like 15 min and sometimes more like 45 to 1 hour, and usually stay clean until next day. Another bottom cumdump once told me he take anti diarrhea one or 2 hours before getting his ass douche and that will keep him clean for very long time I don’t know if that really works I’ve never tried myself. But what I do is I use the bulb as many times as needed until water comes out clean then I wait 5 minutes and I use a dildo and fuck my ass as I know the tops will, if dildo comes clean then I know I good to go 😉

tucker growled and jerked as he pumped his first load into the creamy toxic cunt. "thats it baby give me your nice warm cum" Trissa cooed as she held the boys head and continued riding his bloated greasy tool. Tucker gasped and grit his teeth in discomfort as he found his cock remained rock hard inside the girls tight cunt even after the mindblowing orgasm. "just a little more sweetie thats it, give momma the nice warm milk" Trtissa diligently worked the boys disobedient cock as she toyed with his little nipples. Trissa grinned at the boy as he struggled against the restraints. She knew he would fight the first two or three orgasms as his body demanded to rest before cumming again, but she also knew the potent drugs in the boy would continue to drive him on. At first it was just sex, but each consecutive orgasm would expose trissas rape as she forced the boy to climax again and again in her sticky poison cunt. Tuckers cock would stay bathed in her sweet poison, pumping its seed with generous throbs, until she was sated. "uuuunnngghhh" the boys gutteral, raspy cry echoed in the plush bedroom. was this is sixth? seventh? eighth? he couldnt remember anymore. The sun was coming up and his tool was still buried deep in the gentle dominatrix. he swore he felt his soul leave his body this last time as he shivered underneath her, panting and exhausted. "thats my boy tucker, every drop. This pretty cock is all mine sweetie. See how it only does what I tell it to?" Trissa gently lifted herself from the spent boy and crawled carefully to straddle his head. "and my sweet little tucker always drinks when I tell him to" she cooed, as ribbons of cream rained down into the boys panting mouth. "such a good boy" she soothed, stroking his hair and smiling down at him as the silence of the room was penetrated by tuckers audible gulps, he obediently drank his loads from her warm drooling snatch. "mmm i think that should do for now baby why dont we get some rest" Trissa stood to her feet, flipped off the lights, and left her drained and dazed fuck toy strapped to the bed as he drifted into unconsciousness. "wakey wakey tucker" Trissa chided, as the groggy boy opened his eyes to look about the room. "your cocks just so perfect I had to share it with a friend. Meet billie" Tucker looked down to see a feminine figure slurping away at his meat. Glancing down he also saw the womans enormous engorged cock. "I-im no..." Tucker was hushed as soon as he spoke. "now tucker its rude to interrupt when shes making you so hard. besides, remember what i said? we're paying lots of attention to that big cock this weekend. no buts." Tucker groaned as the woman began fistineg her own drooling cock. "Tucker we're going to do something a little different now, lift up for me?" Trissa tucked a small pillow under the boys hips, exposing his virgin hole. "I always like to see pretty boys take a little bit of cream inside them." she remarked, gently stroking Tuckers throbbing rod as the feminine figure before him eased between his legs and continued pumping. Tuckers objection was painetd across his face as Trissa produced the small brown bottle below his nostrils. "take a big deep breath for me sweetheart." Tucker sniffed the acrid liquid and his head began to throb. "Thats it baby nice big breaths." she cooed, as billie began gently massaging drop after drop of precum into his tight hole, her fingertips dancing in and out of the loosening ring. "now tucker you need to let billie inside, I know you want to fight it but its easier if you just let go" Trissa straddled the captive boys face and moaned as he began slurping and licking her swollen sex. "thats it baby eat up." Billie began gently rocking the tip of her cock against Tuckers protesting hole as the boy moaned in protest. "relax baby, let it inside" trissa cooed and as if on command, tuckers body gently accepted the womans leaking cockhead. "I wish you could see it tucker, you two are so beautiful. her heads inside now but we need to get it all in" Trissa gently stroked the protesting boys stomach as his body welcomed the womans cock deeper until she was seated fully inside. "hes so warm" Billie remarked, gently stroking tuckers sticky prick. Trissa lifted off the boys head and produced the bottle under his nose, "again sweetie, ncie and deep" she soothed as tucker huffed evermore, panting and grunting while billie began her sexual assault. "its important to know how this feels tucker so i want you to pay close attention. feel her inside?" Tucker nodded shamefully as the woman sawed in and out of him. "see how your cock leaks when she fucks you? youre just like a girl right now tucker, a pretty little girl with a dick in her butt." Tucker felt violated at the description, but couldnt help but feel a growing pleasure inside him as he quietly moaned. "and youre going to cum like a pretty girl arent you baby?" Trissa began stroking the boys shaft in time, working the boys balls tight against his body. She was right, he was already incredibly close to cumming as the womans balls bounced off his ass. "im gonna cum in him" billie hissed as she threw her head back and drove deep, eliciting a sharp gasp from Tucker as his own cock began uncontrollably belching cream across his chest. "such a pretty girl taking all that cum inside" trissa teased the boy as his ass helplessly milked the prick in his guts.

THis has been a HUGE fantasy for me for a long time... a while back a guy pissed in me at Club Philly without asking... it was AMAZING!

sucked him while on vacation and it was quiet nice

We discuss likes and dislikes. I remind him ive never done anything like this before. I think he sees this as a chance to mold be to something of a plaything. He asks if I like black cock. I tell him I dont mind. We start to smoke. This time I am smoking as I please having my own supply and a share of G. He asks me if i want to try a booty bump. I know what he means but ask him anyway. After explaining he starts to make some up. I can see the ladyboy is tired and she has detached herself from our trio. We bump and I feel weird with my ankles behing my back and a pretty heavily dosed syringe of ice being shot into my spunk lined asshole. He asks me to come with me to a friends apartment to retrieve something. I dress in a girls sweatpants and ill fitting girls teeshirt. It was in the same apartment complex and we cut through the underground carpark. It was daytime much to my surprise. People are starting . Am I paranoid? I realiise I dont care. We arrive at the other apartment. It took about 5 to 10 minutes I cant tell. We are still carrying our bumps and its kicking in nicely. He explains its a friends place. Some older guy he hooks up with. No one is home when we arrive. I start looking around a little. The older guy has a full on sling room with all kinds of rubber, latex, porn and sex toys scattered around. My brazilian friend switches on the light. The bulb is red and he has some kind of disco ball spinning. Added to the chems it looks like disneyland for grown ups. I tell him im going to the bathroom. He is fully naked at this point. I remember how scarily big his cock is and stare at it as he smiles. I drop my bump in the shower. I feel my ass. Its open and moist inside. I shower off and start playing with my ass in the shower finfering it. My cock is roch hard and my ass feels like its got a separate high going all by itself. After a few minutes I dry myself off and we chat for a few minutes. He has a small bag of powder and asks if i want to try. Fuck yes, it could be anything from crack to rat poison but i need it. He crushed it up and makes up 2 lines. He hands me a metal tube and says "one in each side" I gobble them up sniffing as hard as i can. Im hit with a horrible taste at the back of my throat. I cant figure out if its bitter or something else. He makes up another 2 lines which i assume are for him. Go again he says. I dont hesitate. This tastes just as bad. I feel no different but suddenly i start sucking his cock.I cang get half way down without nearly gagging. We sit for a few minutes. Hes on and off his phone messaging. I start to feel a little weird after a while and without hesitating he moves me to the other room and puts me in the sling. He binds my hands and feet to the sling so i cant get up and pulls me forward for a bit so my ass is hanging over the sling. I feel him starting to switch between eating my asshole and fingering. Im gyrating. It feels incredible. He starts to push his cock into me and slowly starts fucking me as i start seeing myself drift down into the earth and part lizzard people doing scientific experiments. I keep going down the dimensions. One of the lizard men sees me. He looks surprised that ive floated into his dimension. I keep drifting down into the earths core. I see lava but i dont feel the heat. After what appeared to be 5 minutes i begin to drift out. I look up to see the red light on and disco lights spinning. Ive no idea where i am. I see someone fucking me but i barely feel it. Hes hammering me as hard as he can like hes trying to shred the inside of my asshole. I notice 2 other figures in the room but cant make out who they are. On of them is putting a needle into my shoulder its my brazilian friend, i look back at the figure fucking me but cant make it out. I start to gyrate again the guy fucking me begins to slow and starts playing with my cock. Then shapes moving. Triangles like a kaleidoscope. After the shapes disappear i begin to open my eyes. Nobody is with me.My hands and feet are undone and the lights are on. I sit there for a while until i can pull myself up. My brazilian friend is in his clothes. He helps me up and into the sitting room. I can feel cum dribbling down my the inside of my legs as he hels me to the kitchen table. He gets me a glass of water and asks how i am. I say horny and he smiles

Friday in the woods Another guys cock slid in my whole, so stretched from the buttplug I couldn’t fight him off. The guy I was sucking grab my head and held his cock all the way down my throat cutting off my air. I began to panic when he pulled out, a bottle off poppers appeared under my nose and without meaning to I inhale deeply. My head was spinning as the latest cock throbbed in my how. “Fuck yeah slut take those poz babies. Fuck boy get him over the trunk” I was manhandled around and pushed of the trunk of a fallen trunk of a fallen tree. During the brief time I was upright I saw at least 6 men, all of them older and with their cock out and grinning, looking like you stereotypical to catch a predator. Poppers were shoved under my nose while another cock slammed in my making me gasp, my head was held and I breathed in, my mind spinning. Another troll moved around front and a cock was in my mouth and tasted so good. The flavors of piss and sweat ran over my tongue as precum oozed out of it. Looking I saw a wiry grey bush, raising my eyes up a guy that could be my grandfather leered down. His thin hand held the popper bottle to my nose again. Making eye contact he nodded slowly and I knew my role. Breathing hits I bobbed on his cock as he chuckled. “Cunt is open for all cummers now, lets make sure he gets every drop of our poz cum” Tears formed at my eyes as another troll easily slid in my wrecked hole the cum dripping down my balls I fell into a state of bliss and sensation as the filthy men used me from both ends, and the poppers made my head swim. I barely had the thought of how I got to this point before it was chased away as the next cock throbbed in my mouth and I swallow his bitter sperm, looking eagerly to the next guy not caring about anything but getting more cock and cum in me.