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The only question I ask is: 'how many loads in you?' If they don't know.....who cares as long as the lube in their ass is anon cum. If they give a number...better. I now know they're indeed a cumdump that keeps track, a bit like me. I get extra horned, hearing a higher load number. I have a bit of an obsession fucking cumdump hole. I'm a numbers kind of pig and do keep a tally, in my head, of the higher loaded mankunts I've had the pleasure of breeding over the years. There's nothing better than unloading in a mankunt full of anon loads.

Chapter 19 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. The Kid was gaging on the rough throat fucking he was getting. One of the other guys that had been using the Kid’s mouth said “ Wait a minute, stand up Kid “. When the Kid stood up the guy that was in his mouth bent him back over and started the throat fucking again. In this position he was able to get more of the cock down the Kid’s throat and the Guy’s nuts were banging on his chin. The guy behind him aimed his cock at the Kid’s very pink and bruised hole and rammed up inside him, The Kid screamed around the cock in his mouth but all that could be heard was a muffled sound. It felt like a pole stabbing his very core. The two guys went to work assaulting the Kid at both ends. If it wasn’t for all the Chems he had up him it would have felt like a very painful brutal attack, but, in this case something dark and twisted inside him was enjoying it. Parts of his insides and soul were alive like never before. He knew he would feel this for a few days and hoped the excitement would last forever. Both these guys were sadistic and wanted to make sure the youngster was ruined for vanilla sex. Little did they know he was already past that point before he came to this park. He had hoped he would get to fuck some ass tonight, but it looked like it was his ass that was getting all the fucking. He was alright with that since he did get his nut earlier and now that craving in his ass was in control and would not be denied. Both guys stared breathing hard and grunting as they plowed the Kid at both ends. They didn’t have the rhythm as the guys earlier, in this case it was more chaotic and vicious. Each guy was only interested in his pleasure. The Guy in front of the Kid moaned and cut loose a strong and overdue climax. His orgasm lasted a short time, but the Kid thought it was forever because he couldn’t get a breath and was concerned he might suffocate. He was gasping when the guy behind him said “ Oh yeah, take it you little fag “ and started pumping furiously in the Kid’s tender cum chute. The Kid could feel the strong throbs as the guy unloaded in his ass. In between gasps and panting like a bitch dog in heat, the Kid was whimpering and saying “ Oh yes. Every drop, knock me up, please make it hurt more”. The Kid was now into the sadistic side of gay sex and wanted to experience everything. The Guy finished unloading in the Kid’s loose and sloppy hole and pulled out. He slapped the Kid’s as and got rewarded with a loud yelp. Not to pass up on an opportunity, the guy delivered a couple stronger slaps on the Kid’s ass cheeks. His hand imprint was clearly visible, and the Kids ass was stinging. The guy moved to the side and another guy put his cock in the Kid’s ass. It was a very welcome feeling, It wasn’t that big but it did help with the itch in the Kid’s backside. The Kid was concentrating on the good feeling and forgot about the When the guy bottomed out and his groin hit the Kid’s butt cheeks, the stinging on his butt cheeks reminded him of the swats he had received. The Guy was also gyrating against the Kids cheeks. His course hair was rubbing the tender shin of the freshly spanked ass causing some discomfort. The Kid couldn’t do much but stay there and take it. Another guy came to the Kid’s head and forced his limp cock in the Kid’s mouth. This cock tasted nasty and dirty. The Kid was trying to get past the taste when he looked up and saw the guy that had rages on and looked like he hadn’t showered in a long time. He smelled terrible. He had heard that homeless guys roamed around here but never saw one until now. The Guy’s cock started to grow and the guy said “ Cummon punk. Get daddies cock hard so he can knock you up “. The Guy was talking to the one behind him like he knew him. The Kid realized that the one behind him might have been a homeless guy also. The guy was obviously enjoying what the Kid was doing. The Kid did what he was told, and the guy stared squirting his cum in the Kid’s mouth and throat. It tasted salty and not verry good, the Kid wasn’t sure why. He realized that the guy had a mix of cum and piss he was putting in the Kid’s throat and making him swallow all of it. The guy behind him stared shaking and then the Kid felt those familiar throbs of a cock exploding in his ass. The homeless guy up his ass said “ I haven’t shot in a young cunt like this one for a while “. The one that just came in his mouth said “ you need to come to the encampment, let all the Guys enjoy this. I know a couple women that would enjoy you also “.

Same set-up, but this time it was him bent over the massage table being a total bottom boi, even used a cock sheaf on his hole to stretch him open more. Hadn't cum in a week, such a relief unloading my balls deep in him. Then he sucked my dick clean as I played with his nipples and he sprayed his load all over the floor.

It began, as so many encounters do, online. I had been asked to travel for work to another city in my state. It isn't very far from my own city - about an hour - but traffic sucks and the drive can be a nightmare. My boss was open to footing the bill, so I figured I would take advantage of having a free hotel room for a few nights. About a week ahead of time I went on BBRT and set up a local party in the new city (I did the same on Sniffies and specified that condoms would not be allowed). Now, as a big chubby guy I accept that I'm not everyone's cup of tea. I also know that not everyone on BBRT looks at the local parties list. So, a few days before my trip I began browsing all the guys at my destination. I had three criteria: they had to be a top (or versatile top), they had to include chubs in their "into" list, and they had to have been online in the past week. I craft a message to let them know I'm coming to town and hosting, then I send that note as a canned message to everyone who meets my criteria. Over the years I've reached out to dozens - hundreds - of guys. Percentage-wise my hit rate is barely into the double digits, if that. But it doesn't take a whole lot of time, and every additional guy I can get to come out is an additional load for my hungry holes. Naturally, I took the same approach while getting ready for this trip. Scrolling through page after page I would Oink and then send the canned message to every top who was into chubs and had been online in the past week. I sent messages to negative guys, and negative guys on PrEP, and undetectable guys. I don't discriminate against anyone who wants to pump a load into my hole. Then I came across his profile: A big, gorgeous cock front and center in his profile pic. So I looked inside. Was he a top? Yes. Was he into chubs? Yes! Had he been online in the past week? Why, he was online right now! Without another thought I hit the Oink button. And that's when I saw it: He had set 'Your status' to 'Don't Care' and his own status simply said 'Positive'. I felt my hole twitch involuntarily and my cock got slightly hard as I read the words. My brain froze momentarily as I wrestled with whether to send him a message. My profile says that I'm negative and on PrEP, but I lied. Negative yes, but PrEP? Never! Before I had a chance to decide, my messages lit up. It was him! He thanked me for the oink and told me that I had just the kind of ass he loved to breed. My hole twitched again and my cock got a little harder. As it turned out, he lived further from my destination than he did from my own city. He had chosen the other city as home because he frequented it for work. I'm in a situation where I am caring for my elderly father in my home, so no way can I host. But this guy could. He was checking all my boxes but that one word in his profile made me hesitate for some reason - even though I was obviously turned on by it! I explained to him that I was going to be traveling on business, figuring that might give me an out and let me delay long enough to get comfortable with the idea of meeting him - and being bred by him. And, as it turned out, he did not have plans to be in my destination city while I was staying there. Just as I thought I might be off the hook, he hit me with, "Come over tonight." My breath caught in my throat. My cock was at full attention now. But my father - I couldn't leave him alone. Before I even realized what I was doing, I had texted my home healthcare worker to see if he was free for the evening. He was. I had to have that gorgeous cock inside me regardless of his status! But there was no denying it. My hole thirsted for his poz load as much as it hungered for his cock. So, finally I messaged back. "Tonight works. What time?" We agreed that I would get to his house around 7 o'clock. It was about a 45-minute drive and I had an hour and a half. Perfect. I started by slamming a shot of whiskey to calm my nerves. Without it I might not even have gotten into the shower! I went into my room and closed the door. Taking my brown bottle from my nightstand drawer, I took two mighty huffs. My head spun and I had to steady myself for a moment, but at least now I had the nerve to get ready. In the blink of an eye I was showered, cleaned out, and dressed. The home healthcare worker arrived right on time, and at 6:15 I left the house - to get knocked up. The realization crashed over me like a tsunami and I had to steady myself for a moment against the car. I pulled a small flask from my jacket pocket and took a hit. Not enough to impair my driving, to be sure. It was such a small sip that the effect may have been more a placebo than anything. But it worked, and in a few short minutes I had left my driveway and pointed my car toward his place. I arrived in his driveway at the stroke of 7:00. I took another swig from my flask and hit the brown bottle a few more times before I stepped out and walked up to his door. The guy who answered was good-looking, tall and blond with a clean-shaven face. I guessed him to be in his mid-40s. He wore grey gym shorts and a t-shirt. "Come on in," he said with a grin. Nervously I stepped through the door and he closed it behind me. No sooner had it latched than he leaned in and kissed me. "Nervous, I see," he said. He had either smelled or tasted the alcohol on my breath. "Yeah," I admitted sheepishly. "I don't blame you," he responded. "But you're on PrEP, so the chances of you getting it are pretty low." If only he knew, I thought. Then, out loud, I asked him, "Where to?" "Follow me," he replied, and led me to a bedroom at the back of the house. There was a TV mounted on the wall and on it a video of guys fucking bareback. The top had a biohazard symbol tattooed on his hip. Below the TV was a low dresser. On it were various toys, bottles of lube, and little brown bottles too. I spied my all-time favorite, which I could never find in the stores I went to. I immediately picked it up and took a long huff. "Better?" he asked with a chuckle. A wave of relaxation washed over me. "Oh yeah." I replied. To show him just how much better, I took off my shirt and unbuckled my pants. "A man of action," he said, grinning. "My kinda guy." With that he peeled off his t-shirt before dropping his shorts to the floor. He was commando underneath and his beautiful cock sprang upward, standing at attention as he straightened. I was transfixed. As best I could judge he was almost 9 inches long and very thick - maybe 6 inches around. It was a rare occasion that I took something that large, though I was confident I could handle it. With some more hits from the little brown bottle, of course. I dropped my own pants - I was also commando underneath - and dropped to my knees. I took the tip of his cock in my mouth and flicked at the underside with my tongue. He moaned quietly as a drop of precum dribbled onto my tongue. Encouraged, I took another hit from the brown bottle with his tip still in my mouth. As the effects kicked in I slid my head down his shaft toward his stomach, until I had engulfed his entire length with my throat. Alas, his thickness prevented me from being able to tickle his balls with my tongue the way I like. "Fuck!" he muttered. He obviously approved of my oral talents. I slid my throat back and forth for a few moments until I could no longer breathe. I moved backward and his saliva-covered cock sprung free. Without a word he grabbed me under my arms and lifted me from the floor. "This is gonna happen quick," he growled. He pushed me onto the bed, placing my now cock-starved hole at just the right height. Grabbing a bottle of lube from the dresser behind him, he squeezed a drop into his hand and massaged it onto my pucker, slipping two fingers inside for good measure. He worked them in and out a few times, opening me up for the assault I was about to undergo. The tip of his cock pressed on my finger. Well-lubed with liquor and poppers and - well, lube - it opened greedily to admit him. With one fluid motion he slid easily inside me until he was buried to the hilt. I could not recall in that moment the last time my ass was so full of cock. I loved it! Hearing no objections from me, he placed my calves on his pecs, grabbed my legs and began pounding. He held nothing back. "I've wanted this ass since the moment I laid eyes on it," he snarled as he impaled me over and over. In between grunts of pleasure I managed to reply, "I can say the same about that cock." He lasted considerably longer than I expected. Not that I was complaining - I'd have gladly lay like that all night while he stretched my hole over and over. But alas, at last his thrusts eased and he looked me in the eyes. "Where do you want my load?" he asked. My head was swimming. I had been overcome with lust. There was only one answer - the natural answer. "Cum in my ass!" I moaned. His massive cock began twerking inside my hole as it spilled a huge load of cum deep in my guts. Instinctively I squeezed tight around him so I could feel the pulses better, but also ensure that hot, toxic load stayed inside me when he finally slipped out. And slip out he did. But he wasn't done with me. He walked around to the side of the bed and motioned to his still-erect cock. "Clean it off," he ordered. I was in no state of mind to refuse - not that I ever refuse when a top wants to go from my ass to my mouth - so I leaned over and took that glorious shaft balls-deep in my mouth again. My tongue slithered around it, making sure to completely clean it of all the ass juices, lube and cum that had accumulated. At last he stepped back and withdrew from my mouth. "That - was - amazing," he panted. "Fuck yeah it was," I replied with a grin. Any nerves I had felt about his status before had melted away. His toxic load was now brewing deep inside me. "Stay the night?" he asked. "I can go a few more rounds with a little break in between." I looked at the clock. Not quite a half hour had elapsed since I walked through his door, and already I was incubating his DNA. "I have some time," I said. He climbed on the bed and we cuddled as we watched the porn on the TV. Poz top after poz top bred bottom after bottom. Most of the bottoms begged for it, and the tops were equally verbal. The dialog was a huge turn-on for me, and I was about to reach for his stiffening cock when he said, "Roll over." I did as I was told, rolling over onto my stomach to expose my freshly fucked - and pozzed - hole. In a flash he was balls-deep inside me again, piledriving me into the mattress. At this angle his cock hit my prostate just right, and I felt the precum running from my own cock as his relentlessly pounded my hole. Taking a cue from the movie I moaned, "Fuck yeah! Give me that poz load!" "You want my toxic cum in your slutty hole?" he responded. "Fuck yeah, give it to me!" My little experiment worked. Soon his cock stiffened inside my ass and once again I felt the telltale pulses that told me I was taking another poz load from him. He let out a gasp as he collapsed on my back. We lay like that for a while before he rolled off of me and onto his back on the bed beside me. Needing no instruction this time I slid down and took his softening cock in my mouth, once again giving it a thorough cleaning. By now another hour had elapsed. I needed to get home to relieve the healthcare worker. I slid off the bed, careful not to let any of his precious seed drip from my hole. As he watched me, he said, "Take one of the plugs from the dresser. Keep my DNA in you all night. You can return it when you come back for Round 2 tomorrow." I think I surprised him when I selected one of the larger ones and slid it easily into my cum-filled hole. I got dressed and he saw me to the door. "Same time tomorrow," he said. "We've started you down the path, gotta make sure it sticks." I tentatively agreed - after all, my availability depended on the home healthcare worker - said good-bye and made the long drive home. The plug shifted inside my ass each time I made a turn or drove over a bump. By the time I got home it was all I could do not to rush my father's sitter out the door so I could go into my bathroom and jerk off. Wouldn't you know, the home healthcare worker was available the next night! I hurriedly packed for my trip after work and once again headed over to take more toxic cum. Another seventeen guys took their turns in my holes over the next few nights - my best showing of any business trip - and not one had any inkling that I had been taking poz loads for two days before I arrived. I visited my new friend several more times over the following weeks, and each time he bred me two or three times before sending me home. I just got back from the doctor and he will be happy to hear that it did 'stick', to use his words. I am now part of the brotherhood.

I paused so he lifted his right arm and instinctively I licked his pit. “I want your DNA inside me, your masculine cum”. He didn’t say anything but lifted his left arm and I licked every bit of sweat. “I want you to make me pregnant”. He told me to sniff the poppers and his chest. I inhaled the musk and poppers deeply. “I NEED to get pregnant”. He replied “good boy” and started to lick my hole. His tongue went deep inside me causing such a rush. The feeling was intense. He stood up with me at his feet looking up at his mighty weapon. “You want this inside you” he asked unscrewing the poppers. “Please sir, raw sir”. I sniffed deep his chest and poppers intoxicating. “You ready to be my dumb twink cumbucket, too stupid to ask my status?”. With that I flipped round with my smooth twink ass in the air. “Fill me daddy, make me yours, make me pregnant”. He didn’t need a second invitation. With that he slid into my hole, slowly at first to let me get used to his size then he picked up the pace pumping hard for a bit. I moaned so much at the pleasure such a muscular hairy alpha breeding me. He slowed down and asked “you like this meaty cock inside you?”. I replied “I love it, finally a real man inside me, you’re the biggest I’ve had”. He let me sniff the poppers and said “so you like this poz cock inside you, filling you?”. I moaned “yes daddy, breed me daddy, fill me daddy”. He replied mockingly “aww, should I pull out, save you from conversion?” I begged “no daddy, fill me, breed me, POZ ME SIR”. He picked up the pace, pumping harder and harder. “What do you want?” he growled. “Your poz cum, your DNA, your seed inside me”. I could feel his cock swell inside me and I knew it was the point of no return “infect me sir”. He exploded, growling and releasing rope after rope of poz cum inside me. The impact made me cum hands free for the first time ever. “Thank you sir!” He replied “welcome lad, you’ll always remember the today, my alpha seed inside you”. I thanked him for making me a man.

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 ****

I’m scheduled for my second dose tomorrow. But I’m still going to avoid the zoo until they come out with boosters to ward off baboons, gibbons and pygmy marmosets.

Back in the day, as a young and hung college age lad, I discovered adult bookstore gloryholes and the pleasure of expert cocksuckers. Inevitably some bottom slut backed up on my cock and I and from then on I'd breed as many gloryhole sluts I could find. I didn't really reciprocate except for maybe the occasional tug when a cock came thru the hole; I was young and always horny so I was always looking to fuck an ass or throat. As time went by I began to experiment reciprocating and now I love bottoming for young studs at bookstores; giving them access to a hot throat or ass pussy. Seems like a generational passing of the torch, lol. Can anyone relate? God, I still love gloryholes almost exclusively for play. I wish I'd started offering my ass at a gloryhole years ago.

You miss my point. First, let's presume that no sane teacher anywhere is exposing children under 10 to "any depiction, description, or simulation of sexual activity, any lewd or lascivious depiction or description of human genitals". I think that's fair. In that case, why are they really making this law? To make it illegal for teachers to discuss "any topic involving gender identity, gender dysphoria, transgenderism, sexual orientation, or related subjects". Which, in the context of materials intended for children under 10, means material such as "Daddy's Roommate" (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Daddy's_Roommate) But basically ALL materials for children under 10 that portray ANY kind of "STRAIGHT" relationship portray a (cis-hetero) gender identity in completely comparable terms and contexts. Cis-hetero gender identity is completely pervasive in nearly every context to which they are exposed. These materials would be just as illegal under the proposed law. But they are "programming" or "grooming" children to be straight rather than gay, bi, non-binary, trans, or rainbow unicorn. So no one would ever prosecute it.

Glory holes have always been a part of my sex life with Men, but never really transitioned from top to bottom with Men, always as a bottom. i discovered my first GH's as a young kid when i'd just go in the restroom and sit and read the wall, full of desire and need, but too afraid and repressed to act on my desires. Some of my earliest sex with Guys was under bathroom stall walls, i got bred that way a lot. GH sex has been a staple in my life right up till the pandemic hit. There's something very focused about GH sex, it's simple, uncomplicated. Usually always starts out as cock sucking, but i always offer my ass. Some take it, some do not. Then there is the middle ground where i suck, then do a quick turn around and mount th Man presenting His hard cock through the wall, and sometimes can feel the surprise of the Man on the other side. Sometimes they withdraw and let me know they only wanna be sucked, but other times i have felt a moment of hesitation when they get something they did not expect, but cannot help themselves and end up getting into the fuck. It's an almost palpable feeling to feel Him go from hesitation to full on fuck and breed.

Love this feeling!

Hey fellow bottom! i am staying at All Worlds this year (always been CCBC in the past and thought I'd try something different for the hell of it) unil the 31st. Arrived on Wednesday and have been slutting it up. ALready gave a public blow job to a muscle bear and drank his load and got fucked and fisted at the resort.

I got vaccinated today at Emmanuel Church in Portland today. The people there were sooo nice and they provided food for anyone getting vaccinated, huge to go container of chicken teriyaki with egg rolls. Delicious and convenient. Feels good to finally get the first shot. All totally free.

I discovered adult bookstores and glory holes when I moved to a big city. I was staying with my parents at the time. In the morning, I would go out submitting job applications, then I would hit the glory holes, sucking cocks for about 2 hours before going back home. My parents were so proud that I was spending so much time looking for work. But, I wasn't a dead beat. I found a job rather quickly, then got my own apartment, but I was addicted to sucking cock, and I continued to hit the glory holes almost every day.

I recently meet up with a guy at a little used park near my home. We parked our cars so that it blocked any view of anyone else and stripped naked in an open field. He was nervous but I was so hungry for his cock that I didn’t care. I sucked the hell out of his cock and swallowed every drop that he pumped into my mouth. It was very hot. I can’t even adequately describe how so sexy it was.

As a teenager living in Orange County CA. I came across many homeless types. Back then, mid 1970's , things weren't as locked up and no surveillance cameras around. I used to like to explore abandoned buildings. There I would find homeless men. I would make a deal with them, being under age, if I gave them money to buy me some booze, I'd give them enough so they could get a bottle or two for themselves. There was one empty old warehouse along a rail spur and a McDonalds close by. I could get a bag of big macks and offer those too. After some booze and food, most of them were very receptive to getting head and or ass.

I'm sure it's true that Total Tops (i.e., guys that have never had a Cock up their ass, and never will) are quite rare. I think guys that almost always Top will, given certain met-criteria, will allow it though. That criteria can be limited only to the Top's imagination, sense of connection, his particular ways of increasing/magnifying his Lusts, where he places himself on the ladder of sexual depravity, all kinds of things. Men who have become "free" of cultural baggage can manage to find all kinds of sexual acts empowering. I think it's all in the mind. The variable that goes unanswered is probably not answerable, since virtually all guys focus on what's important to them first, and only secondarily what may be important to the guy he's mating with at the moment.

I don’t go out often anymore but when I do I make the most of it. I’m at the bathhouse for 12-14 hours. Most of my time is in the dark room. Preferably in the sling. My high score is 34 loads (help me beat it). It’s always hard to nut after a night of partying but I always make sure to drop a load in another pig before I leave.

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

****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*******

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.

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

Hi all. Not necessarily a new member. I joined the forum many years ago and browsed some of the threads. Then I became very inactive for many years, but now I'm back. So now for my overdue introduction and sexual journey thus far. For many years I've always wanted to be a Piggy cum dump slut, especially after watching Dawson's infamous movie. I wanted to be him. I wanted guys to just use my hole and dump their loads. And over the years I've dabbled with it. As I got older, my sexual urges got stronger, but my sexual awakening happen when I first found out about CumUnion. It was a Friday night in LA. I wasn't sure how good the event would be. I remember how nervous I was waiting in line to enter the party. At this point I was in my mid 30's and I told myself. "You're a full grown adult now. You're a man, don't be shy or afraid of what you want." Prior to arriving I did drink some liquid courage to help embolden the side of me I wanted to let loose. Entering the building, I was nervous and excited at the same time. Upon paying the clerk, he said I could enter straight through the door behind him to the party. Or I can go to the door on the side to check any clothing material if I would like. All of my emotions intensified even more, but I was ready. Entering the side room, I knew what I wanted. I came here to fulfill a fantasy and I wasn't going to turn back. I came prepared. Brand new jockstrap, brand new poppers, my liquid courage was starting to kick in, my slutty ego was ready to come out. I stripped down, bagged my clothes and got my wristband. I already heard a guy make a comment while I was undressing. He wanted a piece of me and I was almost ready to give in. I just smiled back at him and walked out. Entering the party room, it was massive. The main floor was more of a dance floor with a DJ and 3 side rooms where it seemed all the playing was happening. I peeked in the first room and the scent that came out was intoxicating. You know the scent. The musky scent of sweat from men fucking, from semen dropping to the floor and poppers in the air. The room was not too big and fairly dark, but it was filled with men. Men fulfilling their most primitive desires. I was gleeful, but wasn't ready to jump into the action. I wanted to see what the other two rooms held. So I pressed on, leaving the first room and the many hands groping my body as I walked out. The second room was about the same size as the first and had a giant size bed in the center which was already fully occupied. Men were playing here too. Some were watching and touching themselves and others around them. This room did have better illumination in it, where the last only had light coming in from the doorway. Here my eyes didn’t need to adjust. I can see men on their knees servicing other men, others bent over the edge of the bed getting railed. All those involved in some sort of activity had the look of ecstasy on their face. I was almost ready to join in on the fun. Just one more room to check out before I do. The Final room was the largest and most visible, like that of a candle lit dinner, private and cozy. Except there was a sea of men here. More crowded than the last two, if that was possible. The most popular room had various pieces of sex furniture. A sling in the center and to the side a large padded bench that had a wood railing above it. One man was in the sling, letting another man fuck him with such force that I bit my lower lip in anticipation, wanting that to be me. He had other guys around him waiting their turn to penetrate him, and you can see the man in the sling enjoying every thrust. The giver finally gave one last thrust and let out a yell that followed with grunts. My hole was quenching and I could feel the precum escaping into my foreskin. This was the hottest scene I ever got to witness in real life, not porn on a television, but in person. This is what I have been seeking and wanting. Sex clubs didn’t even compare to this. There 90% of the men are clothed and guys walk around being selective and often want to go into a private cubicle. Here, 90% of the men are in Jockstrap or nothing and they all came to FUCK and fuck in the open. To be surrounded by men fucking each other. It was an orgy I will never forget. That night I easily had a dozen guys fuck me and at least half of them dropped their load inside of me. I even got to swallow a load before the night was done. This was the night that I confirmed to myself that I enjoyed being a cum sloppy slut and want to continue more of these adventures. Years have passed and I had completely forgotten about this site. So I’m very happy to have remembered its existence and found it again. I feel like I’m with like minded fellows now that I've matured in my sexual awareness. Thank you all for being here and hearing my tale. I'm currently in Santa Monica, hmu if you want to play or need a cum dump for a party, I’m your guy.

Yes, you can have anal orgasm without cumming as well as cock orgasm where you do cum. The pleasure is amazing and it keeps generating because the cock, toy or hand causing it to happen is continuing to pummel away, hitting the trigger spot(s) over and over. The rush of dopamine created from it puts us into a state of intense ecstasy that can go on for a good while.

***Writers Note*** This is a continuation of a story previously written in a non backroom area. I'll begin here with a brief "overview" of it. Although my first year of college was pretty mundane, simply jacking off to straight porn with my roomie, my summer break changed all of that. Thanks to my best friend, and his dad, I became the cum dump slut that I was meant to be. I hated having to go back to school after the summer as my friend and his dad had so much fun over the summer. From my friend slowly seducing me, and leading me into a gay lifestyle, to having sex with him and his dad, as well as other men and boys. As much as I hated going back, I took it as a challenge to myself to have fun. And fun i had! My second year of college was the most amazing time of my life! My old roomie and I had fun, but this time it was more than jacking to straight porn. Just as my friend introduced me to the gay lifestyle, I would do the same for him! My new roomie was a hung top, with an insatiable need to breed. He convinced me to join a fuckternity, and even convinced me to have sex with a FTM Jock pussy. He was teaching me to become versatile and would even introduce me to things I've never experienced before. There was no lack of sex between us and others. Not a day went by where one of our cocks wasn't in the others ass, or on those slower days in our mouths. Then a strange thing happened about midway through the semester. My roomie was becoming a bit more romantic. Instead of just fucking daily, we made love. Lots more kissing and cuddling. It was a far cry from the pig sex that I'd been having, but yet I'll have to admit that I kind of enjoyed it One night after making love to me, he started passionately kissing me. When he broke away, he looked me deeply in my eyes, and said he had a serious question for me. I said go ahead. Although we had already had a few drinks, he suggested we have another. After downing them he asked if I thought we could become partners? I really didn't know what to say at first. After thinking about it, I asked why he thought that was a good idea. We already had our share of mutual fuck buds. And he said true, and there was no tension between us there. He said as a couple, he figured it would be the same. He said that he didn't need an immediate answer, but wanted me to think about it, and be fully open to the idea. I agreed that this would be best. He continued by saying that although we knew alot about each other, there were some things he wanted me to know about him that I didn't know. He said they would be eye opening, and that perhaps we should have yet another drink. I just thought, oh shit! Next up. Chapter 2: True Confessions

Well, that's just incredibly rude and ignorant. Also completely antithetical to my experiences with people who have progressed some distance in higher education. I'm a PhD and a happy frequenter of a good number of bathhouses, not to mention tea rooms (including more than a few at top-tier schools), highway rest stops, adult bookstores, parks... well, you get the picture. Most of the academics in my personal circle of friends are definitely sex-positive and the group as a whole has, I would say, a higher than average representation of LGBTQ+ people as well as plenty of straight allies who are very far from narrow (including one whose professional academic focus is basically the study of BDSM).

It's the bonobos you really have to worry about. They'll have sex with anything.

Yes, there needs to be a topic and initial post for the system to attach the poll. Good thinking on your part.

Not that many considering what a big slut I am. I've given thousands, but only started taking loads three and a half years ago, and between COVID and living in no fuck land, and doing very little traveling post COVID, I must be somewhere between 150 and 200.

Here's the cock sheaf in action - [think before following links] https://www.xvideos.com/video69558143/hotel_sub_part_three_of_three_ Not a raw clip, but you'll get the idea what it could do to your hole.

The more loads in the bottom the better. and hopefully the loads are toxic poz loads as I add my load with a three million viral count!

a shame gloryholes never was popular here in Brazil...

That should be sphincter. Damn autocorrect! 😂

Put this chapter out a day earlier than planned. Please let me know if your enjoying it

Glazing would have meant admitting I had it. I made it in secret and fired it in my home oven while my dad and brother were at one of his soccer matches. I put condoms (stollen from my brother) on it to keep it clean. But eventually threw it away fearing being caught.

At sex parties - and at a bathhouse - well chemmed up - toys are great for opening and stretching - and for the guys walking past my room at the baths, it's a signal that i'm serious about some heavy assplay/fistfucking. A red hanky on the doorknob, and a pair of black and red leather armbands don't hurt either...

This is a good diagram..

Honestly if it was me id be okay with it happening to me. Mine was around 12

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

I’m an object but I’m happy being called a bitch or a whore or a cumdumpster, or a fuckhole, or just plain trash as long as I am getting coks shoved in me and loads blown inside me.

Knowing there is a load in there is super horny. The squelching noise cumming from the ass makes my cock rock, then add my poz com to the mix.

I totally agree. Nothing hotter than finding a cumdump bottom with a gaping jizz oozing fuck hole. Love felching out all that delicious cum and ass juice before sliding in and adding my DNA to the mix

Part 6: Will Converts Two Sundays later I was meant to preach, but when my alarm went off, I found myself waking up to the worst feeling I had ever felt. I felt so sick, as if the worst flu of my life had taken hold. I rolled over and grabbed my phone, calling Pastor Kline. “Hey, Will. What’s up?” “I’m really not feeling well,” I told him. “I don’t think I’ll be able to be in for the service. I’m sorry.” “Don’t worry,” he said. “Just rest, and we’ll see you when you’re better.” “Thanks,” I said. I fell back to sleep for what felt like hours. My phone eventually woke me up, Dominic’s name on the screen. “Hey, Will,” he said. “Hi,” I groaned. “Is everything okay?” “I’m really sick,” I told him. “I’ve never felt this bad before.” “How long have you felt like this?” “Since this morning.” “Look, I’m on my way back. I’ll come over. Just text me your address and where you keep a spare key.” I did as he said and fell back to sleep. When I woke up next, I felt something pressing against my back, something warm and big. “You’re awake,” Dominic said, whispering into my ear. “You made it,” I said. “Wait. You should go. I don’t want you to get sick.” “I won’t,” he said. “What do you mean?” “I’ve already been sick.” “What? When?” “Twenty years ago,” he said. I didn’t understand. “Dom, you can get sick again.” “Not with this,” he said. “What are you talking about?” “You’ve got the fuck flu,” he said. “You can only get it once.” “What, like when you lose your virginity?” “No,” he told me. “Only when you’ve been pozzed.” I waited quietly, trying to understand him. “What are you talking about?” “When someone who is poz fucks someone who isn’t, that other person, hopefully, becomes poz too.” “But, what does poz mean?” “It means positive,” Dominic said. “Positive with HIV.” I was silent as the reality set it. “You mean, you’re HIV positive?” “Sure am,” he whispered into my ear, kissing my neck. “And now, so are you?” “What?” “That’s why I fucked you four times,” he said. “I needed to make sure that my strain infected you.” I felt my stomach turn, my skin growing cold. “You knew this would happen?” “I was hoping it would,” he said. “That’s why I opened the cut in your hole again. That’s why I dug my nails into your hole, making sure my cum could get to your blood.” “You did this on purpose?” “Of course, I did,” he said. “But why?” “To make you mine,” he said, holding me tight. “I’ve converted forty-nine men in my life.” He looked down at his arm, running a hand over the tally marks. “I remember each of them. But with you, you’re different.” “Why am I different?” “You’re the forbidden fruit,” he told me. “You’re the man of God, the incorruptible. From the moment I saw you at the gym, I knew I wanted you.” “At the gym? We met at my church.” “That’s where you saw me,” he said. “I saw you at the gym weeks before. From the moment I saw you, I knew I had to meet you. When one of the workers told me who you were, I knew I had to fuck you, to convert you. That’s all I’ve been able to think about for weeks now. Honestly, I wasn’t sure it was going to work. It wasn’t until last Sunday when we were talking after your sermon that I knew you wanted me. All I had to do was get you to my place.” “This was a trap?” I cried, my chest heaving as I tried to hold back tears. “You did all of this to infect me? Why would you do that?” “To be with you,” he said. “I didn’t just do it to stealth you. I did it because I want to be with you. I want you to be mine. I want my strain to be a part of your body forever. I want you to carry a part of me until you die. That’s why I did it. I wanted you. And I know, deep down, you want me.” “No,” I cried, trying to push him away. My arms were too weak. “You may not feel it now, but you’ll realize it soon.” “No. I’ve got to do something. I’ve got to go to the hospital.” “It’s too late,” he told me. “You’re already converting.” I closed my eyes tight and cried. “I know it’s scary now, but soon you’ll understand how much I want you. I’m not leaving. I’ll stay until you feel better. If you still feel the same, I’ll leave, and you’ll never see me again. But, if you change your mind, which I think you will, I promise to make you mine and show you a life you’ve never even imagined.” I didn’t answer him. I couldn’t. I was reeling. How could someone do something like this? I thought back to that night, going over everything he said. I remembered him saying that he wanted to make me his. I remember him saying that he wanted to convert me. I just didn’t understand what any of that meant. I did now, and I was scared. I fell asleep for several more hours. My mind was still filtering through everything I had just learned. I was now HIV positive. A lead pastor, a straight virgin, was now poz from having been fucked four times by a gay man. What had I done? Moments from the night played in my head, the way I sucked his dick, the way he inserted his fingers inside me. I could still feel his cock inside me. I could taste the cum. I could feel his warm body against mine, holding me close. It all felt amazing. It all felt like exactly what I wanted. Why can’t you have it, my mind asked? If Dominic can have it and he’s poz, why can’t you? You loved being with him. You loved having him inside you. You loved tasting him and smelling him. You never imagined sex with a woman being that good. Why run away from something that can feel so right? Maybe your life isn’t ending. Maybe it’s just beginning. I woke up, my eyes glancing over to my alarm clock where I could see it was early morning Tuesday. I’d missed Monday entirely. I turned over and searched the room, finding Dominic standing in the corner, his phone to his ear. “I won’t be in today,” he said. “I’ll be out for a few days. Reschedule my appointments if you have to. Thanks, Chris.” He turned back to me and caught my eye. “Hey,” he said. “How do you feel?” “Bad,” I told him. “But not as bad.” He nodded. “Still hate me?” I thought about this seriously. Yes, there was a part of me that was furious, but there was an even greater part of me that found the whole idea exciting. “No,” I said. He smiled. “Good.” “I feel warm,” I moaned, pushing at the covers. “Here,” he said, pulling them off me. As he did, my naked body was revealed. Both of us took notice of my hard cock. “You know,” he said, “Sometimes, while you’re converting is when you’re the most horny.” “Really?” I asked. My hand moved down to my cock and took hold. “You’re right,” I groaned. Dominic pulled his shirt off and removed his pants, revealing no underwear underneath. “You look ready to go,” I said. “Well, call me hopeful,” he said. “I was almost sure you weren’t going to kick me out. I wanted to be ready.” I smiled. “Hold on,” he said, running out of my bedroom. He came back in with a water bottle. “Remember this” he asked, shaking the contents. “These were some of your last negative loads,” he said. “I wanted to save them to use as lube for when we fucked again.” “How romantic,” I said. I was too weak to lift my legs, so Dominic did it for me, resting my legs over his shoulders. He opened the bottle and poured out my cum into his hand, rubbing it on my asshole and then rubbing it on his dick. What remained he poured on my cock. “Use your neg loads to shoot our your first poz load,” he said, rubbing his own dick. “Fuck yeah,” I said, jerking my cock. He lined up his dick and pushed inside, my ass resisting the intrusion. I winced at the pain. “Here’s some poppers,” he said, holding out the vial. He pressed down on my nostril as I breathed in. Then he moved to the other one. Once I was high enough, he closed the vial and threw it to the side. He started pumping into me, his rhythm quick and sharp. “Are you ready for another dose of poz cum?” “Yes, Daddy,” I said, jerking my cock. “You want my dirty load?” “Yes.” “You want me to infect you again?” “Yes.” “Don’t shoot without warning me,” he said. “I want to collect it in the bottle he said. You understand?” I nodded. He kept fucking me, my ass tearing open again. “There’s a lot of blood on my dick,” he said, smearing it on his fingers. He slipped his fingers into my hole along with is cock, resulting in a cry of pain from me. “That feel good?” “Yes, Daddy.” He pulled out his fingers and reached them out to me. “Taste your hole.” I stuck out my tongue as he reached his fingers inside my mouth. I could taste my cum, my ass juices, and my blood. All together, it tasted amazing. “I’m going to cum, Daddy,” I moaned, my hand picking up its pace on my cock. Dominic grabbed the water bottle and did his best to hold the opening to my piss slit. “I’m cumming,” I cried. “I’m cumming.” “Do it. Shoot your first poz load.” I cried as my cock shot out ropes of cum into the bottle, hitting the back and pooling inside. After nearly twelve pulses from my cock, my orgasm subsided, leaving me panting for breath. “Fucking hot,” Dominic said, holding the bottle up to his eyes. “Now, I want you to drink it the moment I start coming. Do you understand?” “Yes, Daddy,” I said, taking the bottle and holding it close. Dominic continued to fuck my ass, his pace speeding up as his breathing became shallow. “Here it comes,” he said, his eyes locked on mine as I lifted the bottle to my mouth. “Are you ready? I’m cumming. I’m cumming.” I poured my poz load into my mouth, holding it over my tongue, savoring the flavor of what I would soon taste every time I came. Dominic’s body shook until his orgasm subsided. His chest was heaving. I watched the hairy beast of a man who had pozzed me with wonder. Never had I imagined wanting to be with anyone as much as I wanted to be with Dominic. He was everything a man should be. He was perfect. For a brief moment, I realized something that both scared me and filled me with the greatest happiness. I believed Dominic was the one person I could truly love. The fuck flu lasted several more days. Once I was feeling good enough to move around on my own, I insisted that Dominic return to work. “You’ve got bills to pay,” I told him. “I’ll be back tonight,” he said. “Have your jock on, ready to fuck.” “I will.” “Do you think you’ll feel better in time?” he asked. “To fuck?” “No,” he said, smiling. “For your job? Remember, you’re a man of God.” “Oh,” I said, admittedly forgetting all about the church. “I don’t know. Maybe.” “Could be hot,” he said. “I’d love seeing you up there preaching, knowing that I converted your ass but no one else knows.” “There’s no way anyone can know, right?” “You don’t have the biohazard symbol on your forehead,” he said. “Speaking of which, once we get you tested, do you want a biohazard tattoo?” “I never thought about getting a tattoo,” I told him. “Show me yours.” Dominic smiled. “You just want me to undo my pants and lift my shirt.” “I like seeing your body,” I told him. He undid his pants and lifted his shirt, revealing his tattoo. Admittedly, it did look hot. Knowing what it meant, knowing that it was proof of him being poz, being dangerous, it intensified his sexiness hundredfold. I reached out and pressed my hand against the tattoo, feeling his warm skin. “You’re getting me hard,” he said. “And you know I don’t have time to fuck.” “I’ll think about the tattoo,” I said. “If I say yes, will you do it?” “I wouldn’t have anyone else,” he said, kissing me. “What about a Prince Albert?” “You know I don’t know what that is.” “If I don’t tell you, it’ll be easier to get you to do it.” “Like when you converted me?” “Exactly.” “What is it?” “It’s a piercing,” he said. “It’s a metal ring through the head of your dick.” Just the idea made me wince. “I don’t think so.” “Could be hot.” “Keep thinking that.” “Fine,” he said. “I’ll see you later.”

Part Five: Will's Round 2 Once Dominic stopped shaking, he looked down at me as I continued cleaning the cum off my body. “Fuck, that’s hot,” he said. “Does Daddy’s Son like the taste of his own cum?” “I do, Daddy,” I said. “It tastes so good.” “In that case,” he said, “I’ve got something for you. Hold on.” Slowly, he pulled himself out of my ass and went to his desk. “First, I want to keep my cum inside you. You wouldn’t want to insult your Daddy by losing his cum, would you?” I shook my head, tilting my hips back, fearing his cum would pour out of my hole. He came back with a little device that looked like a weird triangle with a knob at the end. “This is a butt plug,” he said “It’ll keep everything where it needs to be. I’ll need to open your whole up again to get it in. This might hurt a bit. Your hole is tender from fucking.” As Dominic inserted his fingers, I felt a sharp pain. The cut must be opening again, I thought. It hurt worse this time, but seeing Dominic’s look of pride at sticking his fingers inside me made it all worth it. “Here it goes,” he said, shoving the butt plug into my ass. Feeling myself once again full brought about a sense of completion. It was as if I couldn’t live anymore without being filled. I waited as Dominic left the bedroom, returning a few moments later with a Tupperware container in one hand and a plastic water bottle in the other. In both there was something white, the container being solid while the plastic water bottle sloshed around. “Seeing as you like cum so much,” he said, opening the container, “I’ve got a treat for you.” “What is it, Daddy?” I asked. “Frozen cum,” he said. “I’ve been collecting cum from condoms I’ve found and I’ve frozen it in this container. What do you say, do you want to suck on it while I fuck you again?” “Are you ready to again?” I asked him. I looked down at his dick and saw it standing at the ready. I could also see cum still sticking to the head along with traces of blood. This worried me at first, but Dominic had warned me that bleeding sometimes happened. “Is it going to hurt again?” “I’ll use this,” he said, shaking the water bottle. “It’s some of my cum. I’ll use it as lube. Are you ready for round two?” While a part of me couldn’t imagine going again so soon, I saw my dick growing, ready for another round. “Fuck me again, Daddy,” I told him. “You’ve got it,” he said. He reached into the container and pulled out a large glob that looked like ice except for the white-yellow color. He lifted it up to his mouth and ran his tongue along the outside. “Cum tastes so fucking good. Here, this is for you.” I took the cum, struggling to hold it as it was both cold and slippery. A drop fell onto my chest, mixing into my chest hair. “Eat up quick,” Dominic said. “If you don’t, it’ll melt.” I brought the cum to my mouth and did as Dominic had done, running my tongue along the outside. Other than it being cold, it tasted just like my cum. I licked again and again, savoring the flavor. How had I gone twenty-nine years without knowing this taste? How had I jerked off so many times before without realizing the delicious miracle I’d been shooting into socks or down the drain? As I licked the cum, Dominic grabbed my legs and pulled them toward the ceiling. “Tilt your hips up again, Son. I’m going to take the butt plug out, but I don’t want any of my cum to slip out. That’s right. There you go. Let me see. Your hole’s staying open all by itself. That’s a good boy. Soon we’ll have your hole nice and open all the time, no lube needed. Alright, I’m going to pour some of my cum from the bottle into your hole, Son. Hold still while I work it inside of you. This may sting again. I’ll try to be careful.” I watched as he brought the bottle up to my raised ass and started pouring the cum into me. “That’s it. That’s going in nicely. I’m going to push some in, Son.” He worked his fingers inside of me, my hole stinging even more than before. “It hurts, Daddy,” I whined. “Take another hit,” he said. “But the cum.” “Put it on your chest and take a few hits,” he said. I did as I was told. After a few hits, the pain had lessened. Taking the cum, I found some of it had melted on my chest, joining the glob from before. “You don’t want to waste that cum,” he said. “Rub it into your chest hair. It’ll soak into your skin and make you strong.” “Alright, Daddy.” As I licked the cum with one hand holding the cold glob, I messaged the melted cum into my chest hair, slicking it around until I was covered. With my hand covered in cum, I reached down and rubbed it into my pubic hair. With the cum that melted on my face, I rubbed it into my stubble, making sure all my hair except for the hair on my head and in my armpits was covered in cum. “That’s hot, Son,” he said, lowering my legs. The water bottle was nearly empty. What remained he poured onto his cock which he started to rub until he was completely covered. “I’m not going to ease myself in this time, Son. I’m going to fuck hard from the start. Are you ready?” I nodded, not wanting to remove the cum from my mouth. “Round two,” he said, grabbing my ankles and shoving his dick inside. I cried out, stars appearing before my eyes. I nearly dropped the frozen cum as he slammed into me. As my cry died down, I could hear the sloshing of his dick as it pumped into my ass, his cum moving within my hole. “Fuck,” he groaned. “Your hole is just as good as the first time. Maybe even better.” “Fuck me hard, Daddy.” “I will, Son. You’ll be full of my cum before the night’s over. Don’t worry. I won’t let you leave without your stomach being full of cum.” “Fill me, Daddy.” “I will, Son.” Dominic was slamming into me, resting my legs over his shoulders. He leaned forward, hovering over me, looking into my eyes. “Get a big glob of cum in your mouth and kiss me,” he said. I licked until I had a suitable amount and then placed it on my chest again, Dominic leaning in and kissing me. The cum mixed between our tongues, filling our mouths. His chest was pressing into the frozen cum, our combined body heat melting the cum over my body. By the time he was done, the cum had melted on my body, leaving me drenched. He ran his hand over my chest, stopping over my heart which was pounding. “This is forever,” he said. “Right here. Is that what you want? Do you want this forever?” “Yes, Daddy,” I moaned, the smell of cum filling my mind. It’s all I could smell. It’s all I could taste. It’s all I could feel other than Dominic’s huge cock which was intensifying its thrusts. “Are you ready for load two?” “Give it to me, Daddy. Cum inside me again.” “What are you?” “I’m yours, Daddy.” “No,” he said, looking deep into my eyes. “You’re my cumwhore. You’re my pig. You’re my deviant fuckhole that needs Daddy’s cum. Tell me. Tell me what you are.” “I’m your cumwhore. I’m your pig. I’m your deviant fuckhole that needs your cum.” “That’s right, Son. Here it comes.” He pushed inside one more time and then held me close, his cock pumping his cum into my ass. This time, my cock didn’t shoot any cum. This time, it was all about Daddy. As he came down from his high, he looked down at my cock and saw it still rock hard. Pulling himself out, Dominic pushed the butt plug back inside and lowered me down, sliding off the bed himself. He pulled the jock’s pouch down under my balls and held my cock at the base, angling it toward his mouth. He looked at me in the eye as he took the entirety of my cock down his throat. “Fuck,” I cried, my body shaking as he blew me. He ran his hand along my shaft as his mouth played with my head, licking my slit. “That’s right, baby. Give me your load. Give me your last clean load” My body tensed as my balls rose into my body, my cock pumping into his mouth. I came even more than before, more than I had ever in my life. As my last spurt ended, Dominic rose from my cock and grabbed the water bottle from before and brought it to his mouth, dribbling my cum inside. “We’ll save that for another time,” he said. “So, what did you think?” “That was… incredible,” I said, still trying to catch my breath. “Was it everything you wanted?” “Yes.” “Yes, what?” “Yes, Daddy,” I said. I sat up and moved my legs off the bed, Dominic’s hand reaching out and stopping me. “Where do you think you’re going?” “I was going to clean myself and go home,” I said. “You aren’t cleaning yourself,” Dominic said. “And you aren’t going home. Not tonight. I want you to sleep here with me.” “Really?” He nodded. “I want to give you two more loads before you leave tomorrow morning. I’ll let you rest tonight, but tomorrow morning, I’m opening you up again.” I smiled, happy that he wanted me to stay. I crawled back on the bed and laid back. I watched as Dominic took the water bottle with my cum inside back out of the room, returning later wearing a new jock strap. He climbed into bed next to me, slipping the jockstrap I had on off and wiping it across my chest, collecting the remaining cum. Once the fabric was soaked through, he slipped it back on me. He moved me to my side and pressed himself against my back, wrapping his arm around me. I felt so warm. There was nowhere else I wanted to be. Dominic fucked me twice the next morning. By the time I left, we had both cum two more times. Both of my loads he collected and added to the water bottle from the night before. I asked him what he was going to do with it, and he told me that I’d find out eventually. I left with the butt plug in my ass while I was also wearing the jockstrap from the night before under my clothes, my boxers staying with Dominic. “You can get them the next time you’re here,” he said. “When will that be?” I asked. “I’ll be out of town later this week for a convention,” he told me. “There’s a tattoo convention that I’ve been dying to go to for years. I’ll be back sometime late next week.” “I’ll see you then,” I told him. “Yes you will,” he said. “Keep the plug in for a while.” “Why?” “Just trust me,” he said. As the elevator stopped, the doors opened and I found a man standing inside. Upon seeing me, his eyes got wide and a huge smile filled his face. “I don’t fucking believe it,” he said. “He actually did it.” “Did what?” I asked. “Who are you?” “Dominic told me he was inviting a pastor over to his apartment. I’m guessing you’re him.” “Uh, yeah. I am.” The man’s smile grew. “He fucked you.” “What? How do you know that?” “Honey, I know the walk of shame when I see it.” The elevator doors closed, and we waited as it descended. “So,” he said, “how was it?” I blushed. “It was good.” “Just good?” “It was incredible,” I told him. “Not that I have anything to compare it to.” “Shut the fuck up,” he said. “You’re not telling me that was your first time getting fucked by a guy, are you?” “It was my first time, period,” I told him. “Why am I telling you this?” The doors opened and I left him standing stunned. I went to my car and climbed in, finding my ass hurting from being fucked. I checked my phone, having forgotten to check it last night. There was a voicemail from Pastor Kline. “Hey, Will. It’s Mark. I just wanted to ask if you spoke any more with Dominic Moore? I saw you still talking with him when I left, and I just wanted to know if you were able to get any further with him? Give me a call when you can.” I dialed his number and waited. “Hello, this is Pastor Kline,” he said. “Hi, Mark. It’s Will.” “Will, how are you?” “I’m good,” I told him. “I just heard your message. Sorry, I was busy last night.” “That’s fine,” he said. “So, did you go any further with Mr. Moore?” “We did,” I told him, grinding my ass on my seat, feeling the butt plug pressing against my prostate. “I think it’s the start of a great friendship.” Almost two weeks passed with little happening. I left the butt plug in like Dominic said, taking it out only when I finally had to shit. When I pulled it out over the toilet, I was shocked by the amount of cum that came rushing out. I was also surprised by the color. It was a deep pink. I moved my hand back and touched my hole, cringing at the soreness. Looking at my fingers, I could see the pink cum and bits of blood. I tried to calm myself. Dominic said this happens. Just keep cool. Everything is fine. I cleaned myself and threw my clothes in my hamper, keeping the jockstrap hanging in the bathroom. Dominic wanted me to let the cum from the night before to dry on it. He also wanted me to jerk off twice a day until I saw him again, making sure each load ended up in the jockstrap. I was more than willing to take these orders. At work, I couldn’t think of anything but Dominic. All I wanted was to feel him inside of me. Every night I jerked off thinking about him. Each morning I jerked of wishing he was next to me. On Wednesday as I was in my office, I found myself rubbing my cock through my pants. Slowly, I unbuttoned my pants and unzipped, reaching inside and pulling out my cock. I started pumping, getting hard immediately. I didn’t have the jockstrap with me, but I needed to cum. I blew my load on my shirt, leaning back in my seat until I could regain my breath. I opened my drawer to retrieve my spare shirt but realized I hadn’t replaced it from the last time. I sat in my office with my cum drying on my shirt. What was I supposed to do? I closed up shop and snuck through the church, racing to my car before anyone could see me.

After being the receptacle to a couple of horny tops I find it advisable to remove the plug and drain out before hopping into bed for the night next to the missus.

Chapter 30 “. The Pig saw a Biohazard tattoo on him just above his cock. It also had two ‘ + ‘ marks next to it. He knew what the Biohazard meant but not the added plus signs. The guy went around behind the Pig and aimed is deadly pierced cock at his new target. One which would be feeling and remembering what he was about to do to it forever. The guy purposely missed the center of the hole and scraped the point along the opening of the Pig’s worn and sore gash. The pig moaned a weak “ Ouch “. By the time he did that cock of destruction was halfway in and the top was sawing it back and forth. The Piercings on the bottom of the cock were rubbing his hole raw, if that was possible. The guy had a breeding collar on also so when he went in balls deep it would poke and prick the entrance to the hole. The pain was bad but in his drugged state he kept arching his ass up to try to get more of the cock up his ass. The guy plowed the Pig for about 15 minutes and said he was about to cum. The Pig noticed that others were around him waiting their turn in the Pig’s wrecked ass. Even though in his drugged state he wanted more in his body, especially his ass didn’t want it to stop. The guy fucking him lunged forward, getting as much up the Pig’s cunt as he could and cut loose with a three-day load. The pig once again could feel the throbbing deep inside him and knew he was getting another tainted load. The guy pulled out and another guy stepped up to breed him. He had an average cock. At the same time a guy pushed his average cock pushed his cock in the Pig’s mouth. The Pig was getting spit roasted and he loved every part. The guy fucking his ass commented on the fact that his cunt was a cummy mess and it was loose. Another guy said “ I think that is the same ass that I fisted a few weeks ago “. The Pig heard this and vaguely remembered the stretching his ass got that time. The Pig was doing his best to suck the guy’s cock and get his cum load to drink. Both guys came at the same time filling both ends with more toxic cum. The rest of the night and next day was spent either bent over a bench or in the sling taking loads from strangers. He remembered a black guy with a nice size cock fucking the cum and piss out of his ass. He seemed to last forever and was constantly hitting his prostate. He shot more than a couple loads his well used cunt. He was aware of his surroundings, but it was like he really wasn’t there. It was the afternoon on the next day when he walked back to his hotel room. He wished he had taken a shower at the bath house because there was dried cum all over his legs and his underwear was sticking in his crack and every time he waked it would send a strange sensation into his body. His ass hole felt like there was something sticking in it when he moved. When he got to his hotel room he checked and his hole was tender and felt like it was open. He got into the shower and washed off. It took some time to get all the mess off him. When he came out he laid down on the bed and dosed off. He was awaken by a set of hands rubbing his ass. It was the guy that had meet him in his room after he checked in. The guy explained that he took the spare card so he could check on him after his time being a new bottom on ‘ Bug Night ‘. He said that he wasn’t sure how many guys loaded him but lost count at over 20 and probably lots more. He said that the drugs he was given were meant to get him hot to take everyone and not refuse anything but he didn’t expect to see the variety of drugs shot into him but that is what you get on ‘Bug Night”. The Pig said he remembered hearing that and asked what it meant. The guy said “ You didn’t read any of the posts for that place before you Went ‘? The Pig said no, He said “ I wanted to get out because I found out my wife has been cheating on me and wanted to have lots of fun “. The guy told him “ This weekend was listed on a couple apps as ‘ Bug Night ‘. Most everyone there had a bug to share and when there is new blood they usually get drugged and bred all night “. The pig realized what road he went down this weekend and it was one he couldn’t undo. He was feeling like crap and told the guy that. The guy said “ just wait”.

Looking forward to more. xxx

Part 2: No matter how turned on the contract made me, I couldn't quite bring myself to sign it right away. That nagging doubt in the back of my mind. I don't really want to be pozzed, I reminded myself. And then I found myself imagining Eric's cock entering me. His big cock. His big poz cock. No matter how hard I tried to ignore the thought, I kept ending up jacking off as I re-read the "terms" of the contract. I couldn't help but to fixate on my requirement to declare "I am a whore for poz cock. I want HIV-filled cum fucked into me." And I couldn't help but to say that to myself every time I came since reading the contract. And how did Eric know I would be receptive to such twisted language? That question was answered when another envelope appeared under my door a couple of days after the contract. The letter inside it was short and to the point. I'm sorry, but I couldn't help but to look at your laptop's history when we hung out last week. You visit some interesting sites. ;-) I'm still awaiting your signature. Don't let this offer expire. I felt ashamed for a moment. But that quickly passed as I realized that he was obviously okay with dozens of visits to BBRT, and A4A and this site. I tried to remember if I even visited any forums besides this bugchasing forum. Oh gosh, I don't think I did. Well, he knows how to entice me, I realized. And then it occurred to me that he's not just trying to tell me what I want to hear. He wants to poz me! Why else would he pressure me. Eric wants to get off on pozzing my ass with his big cock! And within a couple of seconds, I went from shame to insatiably rock hard. I went straight to my desk, and pulled out the contract from the drawer. I jacked my cock furiously as I re-read the terms; and the second letter. His dark desire to control me was intoxicating. Holy shit, he wants to fuck me to death! He wants to murder me with his big cock! "I want HIV-cum fucked into me!" I nearly shouted as I shot my load.

Love getting rimmed, and love rimming. Hairy ass is the best