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Part 2: Between Meetings, First Time as a Cum Dump The daddy I had met went dark after our meeting. I hoped he was just busy and hadn't lost interest because of my performance. I continued looking for men online to satisfy my need for cock. My meeting with daddy had been after school on monday. On Tuesday I met two guys, one at 3:30 and one at 4:30. They were just there for head. I sucked them off in their cars and they left as soon as I swallowed their loads. Met a different older daddy on Wednesday. He was a bit out of shape and had a 6 inch cock. I could feel his belly resting on my ass while he fucked me from behind. He came in my ass and remember enjoying the squishy feeling in my underwear on the ride back. Thursday was another car blowjob. I would of been disappointed, but his load was huge. Something special happened that night. My mom told me she would be busy until 10pm the next day and asked me if I could get a ride from one of my friends. I said it wouldn't be problem and that I'd manage. I rushed to my computer and messaged a guy I'd been talking to for a while. "Pick me up tomorrow at 3:30." There wasn't anything special about him, he couldn't even host. But he had said he'd be willing to get a room at a cheap motel and I had my own plans for that room. I made a few posts and messaged a few guys. Each post read the same: Motel Cumdump Skinny smooth twink, face down ass up, taking dick tomorrow from 4 to 9pm. Looking for quick anon pump and dumps. Bareback preferred, otherwise bring your own condoms. I brought my laptop to school the next day and rushed to the meeting spot as soon as I was out. The guy picked me up and brought me to the room. We got there around 3:30. He had me naked on all fours almost immediately. We skipped the foreplay and quickly lubed up his bare cock and pushed inside. I was surprised by how hard he was fucking me. Everything else about him was average. He didn't last long tho, after 10 minutes of pretty good fucking he pulled back on hips and pushed deep. He let out a few grunts and moans. He paused for a moment then pulled his dick out. Some cum leaked out when he withdrew and felt it running down my crack. I scooped it out with two fingers and licked a big glob of cum off them. Then I turned around and licked his cum covered dick clean. He left around 4 and I booted up my laptop to find the next guy. I had about 30 messages from the prior day. So I sent each an identical reply "ready now, room 231, door is open." I hit send and used a roll of tape from my backpack to keep the door from latching while still allowing it to fully shut. I staged some lube bottles on the nightstand and climbed onto bed. I wad completely naked and on my knees with my ass in the air facing the door. My face was buried in a pillow that I had my hands tucked under. The wait felt like forever but eventually I heard the door handle jiggle. I kept my face buried when the man entered. He walked over and I heard him undo his belt. He put his cock between my butt cheeks and ground back and fourth a few times before grabbing his cock smacking it against my hole. I heard him open a bottle and take sniff. He pulled back on my hips while pushing his cock forward. He was quite large and I let out a whimper as he pushed inside. He paused for minute while I opened up for his girth. He stated slowly fucking me and tossed the bottle down next to me and said to take a hit. I hadn't tried before but I held the bottle to my nose and took a deep breath. The sudden rush made me light headed and my heart started beating faster. He stated fucking harder and said "thought that might help loosen you up." He spent the next few minutes picking up pace. I took a hit from the black bottle every few minutes. He suddenly started grunting and knew I was getting my second load. After he left I was alone for a bit. I stayed in the same position to keep as much cum in me as possible. I slid my laptop over and saw 5 new messages. I replied again, "ready now, room 231, door is open." As I hit send i heard the door open again. I heard him take his cloths off by the door and walk over. I heard the lube bottle click and the squish of him rubbing it on his cock. He slid his finger into my ass while he herded off to get himself hard. I was disappointed when I heard him open a condom wrapper but his cock still felt pretty good. After he came he asked where the trash was. I said I'd take care of it and reached back to take the used condom. After he left I poured the contents of the condom in a small glass. I had to wait a while for the next guy to show. But when he arrived he went straight to work pumping my ass with his big raw cock. I quickly picked up the cum glass and took the contents into my mouth and held it there. Every few minutes I took a hit from the bottle, holding the cum in my mouth the whole time. While he was fucking me the door opened and another guy stepped in. The first guy kept plowing my hole for a minute or two before I felt him spasm. He slowed a bit and moaned "oh yeah, take that cum deep boy." My third raw load of the night. When he pulled out the other guy was already ready and immediately took his place. I was disappointed he was wearing a condom. After he came I spit the cum from my mouth back into the glass and reached back to take the second used condom from him. When he left I poured the contents into the glass to mix the two loads. Another guy showed up and fucked with a condom. Like before I filled my mouth with the contents of the glass and held there while he fucked me only to spit it back and add a third load to the glass. There was now more than one mouthful of spit and cum in the glass. It was getting late and I was worried I'd only get one or two more guys. Suddenly, the door opened and four guys walked in together. The first got behind me and said "my friends and I have been waiting all night, we love a sloppy hole." He pushed his cock into my creamy hole and I filled my mouth with my cum cocktail. He fucked me fast, aware that my time was almost up and that I still had three more cocks to take after his. Soon enough he had filled me with my fourth load, another cock took his place. The first guy moved around to my face.. I instctivly gulped down the massive load Id been holding in my mouth and began to lick the cum from my ass off his cock. When I finished he moved away to watch the second guy finish. I took my glass and emptied the remaining cum to my mouth. After a few more minutes the the second guy moaned and pushed deep, giving my ass its fifth load. I swallowed again and started to lick the cum off the second guys cock. . The first guy reached over and took the empty glass. He held it under my hole and told me to push. I did and felt all the cum I had taken that fill the cup. I continued to focuss on cleaning the second guys cock when guy theee pushed his cock into my hole. When the second guys cock was clean he stepped back with the others. The first guy handed me the cup witch now had two mouthfuls of cum from the five guys who had creampied me. I filled my mouth again. After and the third guy creamed he moved around to get his cock cleaned. The fourth and final guy began to fuck me. I swallowed another mouthful and started to lick the cum of the next cock. When the cock was clean I emptied the rest of glass into my mouth. Before he came the forth guy pulled out and came around to my front. I swallowed and felt the first guy push back into my ass. The guy in mouth said "now you're gonna take two loads at the same time" I sucked as well as I could while the other guy pounded my ass. After a few minutes the guy fucking my moaned that he was gonna cum. Both guys pushed deep and I could feel the cum pumping in both ends. I dressed and packed my suff. The guy who paid for the room was waiting outside to drive me home. I gave him a blowjob on the ride home. I kept going when we stopped in front of my house. And after a few minutes I slurped up my last load of the night. I was disappointed that it was the weekend. My mom didn't work weekends so I couldn't easily slip out to binge on cocks and cum. But I was still excited to go online and set up next weeks meetings. I got extra excited when I opened my computer and saw a message from the daddy I had met on Monday. He said he wanted to meet again the comming Monday. To be continued...

Part 1: First Time Meeting The Jelous Daddy After I became sexually active things escalated quickly. It didn't take long for me to start seeking out strangers online to fuck me. I was freshly 18 years old and was still in high school, living with my parents, and couldn't drive. So, most of the guys i met were older guys who were able to pick me up and bring me back to their place. I had been chatting with an older daddy type for awhile. He'd send me pics from time to but was always to nervous to agree to meet. But his pics were fantastic. He was good-looking, muscular, and had a nice 8in cock (I could tell from the pics it was thicker than any cock id taken up to that point). Eventually he relaxed enough to agree to meet. So I gave him my description and asked him to pic me from a store just down the road from my school at 3:30. When the day finally came I rushed to the meeting spot to wait. Even though I was early, about 15 min, I didn't have to wait long because he had been waiting in for me to show up in a black pickup truck. He pulled up in a flash and took off as soon as jumped in. The truck was a practically brand new and looked like one of the more expensive models. I was sitting across from him on the trucks bench seat. We chatted a bit as we started driving to his place. He still seemed quite nervous and kept remarking about how young I looked. So I decided to help him take his mind off things. I undid my seat belt and moved closer to him. He stopped mid sentence when I reached over and started rubbing his cock. He quickly got the idea and adjusted his position slightly so could undo his belt. I undid his pants and pulled cock out of his briefs. He was already a bit hard, but not enough to stand upright if I let go. It was about 6inchs in this state but still thicker than almost, but not every, cock I'd had. I started working my hand up and down the length of his shaft. I looked around while I was rubbing is dick and noticed we were still in town with alot of cars on the road. We pulled up to a red light and another truck stopped beside us. When I realized he would see everything that was happening if he just glanced over at us, I got excited. I got on all fours with my head between daddies belly and the steering wheel and ass visibly in the the air (in plain view of the guy stopped next to us). I started to work daddies cock with my mouth. He was focused on driving and still not fully erect, but he was a little harder and was now probably about 6.5 inches. Thile light must have turned green because we started moving again. I wasnt very experienced with oral and kept gagging whenever we hit a bump. We hit two more stop lights leaving town. I was too focused on sucking cock to notice if there were people around us at the lights. Given the time of day there was probably someone next to us at every light. Although people in cars would have be too low to see into the cab However, because I was on all fours they probally could've still seen my ass in the air. When we arrived at his place he pulled into driveway and put the car in park. I tried to finish strong by pushing him as far into my throat as I could. I barely got past the half way point before I gaged and pulled off. A strand of my saliva hung off my lips and connected with the head of his cock. He was pretty hard now and had grown to about 7 inchs. I took two deep breaths and tried again. I only made it a little further on the second attempt but managed not to gag. He pushed his dick back into his underwear and buttened his pants. We got out of truck and walked to the front door. Overall the drive only took about 20 minutes. He had a big house in a new subdivision (the kind where all the houses kinda look the same). We went inside and I followed him to the kitchen. He asked if I wanted a drink. He listed off a few things he had and I settled on asking for a beer. As he handed me the beer he smiled "Im pretty sure you're not old enough to drink." I took the beer and replied "I'm old enough to drink, I'm just not old enough to drink legally." He laughed as he poured himself a glass of bourbon and took a sip. I took a swig of my drink and set down the bottle. Then got on my knees and undid his pants again. His pants fell down to knees and I started to rub the large bulge in his underwear. With his free hand he reached down and pulled his cock over the his underwears waistband. He held it by the base and moved it to be level with my lips. I opened my mouth and started gently sucking him again. He took another sip of bourbon and set down the glass. Still holding the base of his cock he reached down and ran his fingers through my hair while my head moved back on forth on his cock. After a minute or two of gentle sucking he grabbed the back of my head and started to move my head himself. He was still being pretty gentle, just moving my head at a slightly faster pace. I gagged a bit and pulled away to take a few breaths. He gave me a second to catch my breath before he grabbed me with both hands and pulled me back onto his dick. He was going a bit faster now and was almost fully erect, about 7.5 inches. He started to move his hips in rhythm my head. I was focusing on trying to gag to much. After a few minutes, he looked down at me said, "you think you can deep throat this cock boy?" Cock still my my mouth I mumbled that I'd try. He grabbed the back of my head pushed me towards him while he trusted his cock forward into my mouth. My eyes started to water and I immediately started to gag while he held my head in place and pushed his dick further. He held me there for a few seconds while I tried to push away. When he let go I fell backwards onto my butt and started coughing. I quickly regained my composure and returned to my place on my knees in front of him. He said "That was three seconds and you didn't even make it all the way" He paused a moment and sipped hi bourbon. He said "I thought you said you were slutty teen boy" I looked up and said, "I can take it deeper in ass than in my mouth" He grabbed the back of my head again, "I guess you're gonna need to practice." He pushed his cock back down my throat. "Five seconds this time, try to go deeper." I fell back again when he let go, coughing with tears starting to run down my cheeks (I wasn't crying but my gag reflex was making my eyes water). I got back into position and opened my mouth. "You're not gonna pull away this time. Were gonna do three seconds deep then three seconds deep and if my dick comes out of your mouth between between counts were gonna jump to thirty seconds" He pushed his cock back down my throat (I was still only taking about 3 quarters of it). After 3 seconds he let go and I pulled back but kept my lips wrapped around the head. He quickly grabbed again and pushed his cock back in for another 3 seconds. I started coughing when he pulled it out "Good, now 5 seconds deep then 5 seconds deep and if my dick comes out of your mouth between between counts were gonna jump to thirty seconds" He pushed his cock down my throat again and held me while he counted. I gagged as he withdrew his cock and pulled all the way off. "I told you there would consequences if that cock left your mouth." He grabbed me and moved me so my back was to the kitchen island. "Now you're really gonna take it deep." He pushed in hard. I couldnt pull away with my head sandwiched between his pelvis and the kitchen island. He started counting. I tried to take it all the way but after 5 seconds he started rocking in and out a bit. I started gaging on his cock. By the time he got to ten I was gaging and coughing on his cock. Each cough blew saliva from the corners if mouth which stuck onto his public hair and ran down my chin. When he got to 15 I started trying to push him away but he grabbed my hands and pinned them against the edge of the counter top. At 20 seconds he started aggressively fucking my face. I was still trying pull away but thought my throat fuck was almost over. Finally he reached 30 seconds. I was relieved it was almost over, then I heard him count 31 as he pushed in all the way to base and held it there. He pulled out when he hit 40 and I fell to the floor limp while he stood over herking his massive cock. "Get up and open you're mouth slut" he commanded and I did as I was told. I opened my mouth and waited. He grabbed me with his free hand and pushed me head lower whike tilting my head back. Within a few seconds he shot a burst of thick white cum across my face with most of it landing on my left cheek just under my eye. Three more spurts went into my open mouth. I stayed still in case more was comming. I continued to jerk for a few more seconds before pausing. There was still a glob of cum sticking his cock head. He gave it a quick shake and it landed on my chin. He examined his handiwork for minute before telling me not to swallow. He pulled up his pants and led me out. I kept his cum on my face and in my mouth the whole ride back to the store he picked me up from. Before I got out he had me open my mouth to show the cum was still there. Finally he had me gargle it before swallowing. He took off as soon as was out and I quickly wiped the cum from my cheek into my mouth and swallowed again. I scooped the glob off my chin and sucked my finger clean. It was about 5pm when he dropped me off so still had to wait an hour and half to get picked up. To be continued...

CHAPTER 2: He lived in LA and I lived in Boston so we quickly got used to the idea of sending each other pics and having a lot of phone sex. I fell back into my normal routine: early to bed, early to the gym, work, maybe jerk off before bed if I had the energy. We started talking almost every night and I had no clue he was doing crystal almost every day. I'd only just tried it with him so I was pretty naive. But there was one night when he didn't answer his phone when I called. And still when I called after midnight my time there was no answer and it went to voicemail. I was all horned up from looking forward to hearing his voice so pretty soon I found myself logging onto MANHUNT. This was back when Manhunt was the only online hookup site. Almost the moment I logged on I got an IM from a couple just a few blocks from me. One was older, one was a young hot body builder. The older one had only one blurry shot of his cock and underneath the caption read: delivering potent seed to change any. hole. I didn't know exactly what that meant but I felt my cock swelling up. And pretty soon I was rinsing off in the shower, throwing on some jeans and a sweatshirt and heading over to the house of total strangers to have sex. No condoms. As I walked over there I kept glancing down at my phone hoping I might hear from Manny. But nothing. I rang the doorbell and waited. A hot sweaty muscley mess answered the door. He smiled. I said "Donny?" He kind of grinned but didn't seem able to get a word out. I noticed his legs were shaking. He was wearing just a pair of boxer briefs and there was a real obvious stain where he'd leaked a lot of precum. As I walked in, he led me to an upstairs bedroom where I could leave my clothes. i was a little shy about getting naked right away and he could tell. He ducked into the bathroom and came out carying a torch and a huge water bong. "T?" he offered "Sure" and he lit the flame under the glass for me watching with intense concentration to make sure I got as much smoke into my lungs as possible. Then he took my hand and led me down to the basement of the house where his older lover, who I later came to find out owned MANHUNT

Part 14 - Reward I wake up feeling refreshed and instinctively reach down to my crotch. I’m still not caged and I feel a pang of anxiety and loss. I’m swaddled in soft, silken linens and plush cushions and I feel utterly content. After a short while letting myself fill my body with my senses, I realise I feel better. Like I’ve shaken off a virus finally and I let myself believe I’ve dreamed everything. Bottles of medication stand on the nightstand next to the bed but I don’t recognise my surroundings at all. “Gave us a little scare back there” John said from a chair at the foot of the bed. He’d been watching me and I saw him smile as reality diffused around me. “How …how long was I sleeping?” I ask. John looks tired and gets up out of his chair. 2 days he says walking over to me. He sticks a thermometer in my mouth and tussles my hair. After a minute he removes the temperature gauge, looks at it and says ‘good boy’. “Zeke?” I say “Too early to tell” John says and joins me on the bed and kisses me deeply. “How do you feel son?” “Energised” I say honestly “better” “Good” he smiles and presses me into the mattress in another passionate embrace “The meds are magic” he says, stroking my chin. “Where am I?” I ask John sits me up. “The beginning of the rest of your life son” and smiles almost regretfully at me. As he kissed my cheek, a huge muscled figure of a man appeared in the doorway. A flare of recognition blossoms in my brain as he saunters to the other side of the bed. “Hi pup” he smiles at me and a memory of a thick cock parting the lips to my ass flashes across my mind. “Jeff?” I stammer, and John laughs “He remembers you” “I left a lasting impression” he chuckled coming into the room “didn’t I pup?” I blush despite myself. Jeff kisses my forehead and hands me a coffee. “Thank you Sir” I say as I take a sip John raises his eyebrow and laughs “Guess you were right Jeff” The muscular guy smiles and pats John on his shoulder reassuringly. “You guys have Zeke” John pinches the bridge of his nose and sighs. “I know” he replies softly. John looks at me with a longing hunger as a Jeff pulls him into a deep and erotic kiss. I feel my dick getting hard watching them kiss on top of me. “Fuck…” I moan breaking them out of their passions. They notice the tent of my cock and I look at them a little embarrassed. “Sorry, my cage…?I stammer. John looks at Jeff who looks directly at me. “John told you there were rules to our club right?” I vaguely remember something about it and nod “Well, I have applied to own you and the club has agreed - from today you do what I say, when I say it, and take whoever I tell you too…your life is mine son and I will own you forever” I shudder at the finality of it. “In return, I’ll cage you permanently and feed you as much poz cum as your deep pussy could ever want. I’ll mould you into the most perfect version of yourself - my pup.” John watches for my reaction. “John?” I say and I catch John smile “Yeah - you imprinted, I know…you’ll still see him, but, full-disclosure, I’m hoping we’ll get a chance to develop that same bond…the club have methods” Jeff says confidently. John looks away for a brief second but I catch it. I gulp a mouthful of coffee, staring back From John into Jeff’s cold eyes and hear myself say “yes sir” John sighs “you’re going to be great son” he said, “we’re so proud of you” We meet in a three way kiss that doesn’t last long enough. “Join us downstairs when you’re ready - don’t worry about clothes” Jeff said breaking the kiss and leading John out. I finish my coffee, languishing in the softness of the vast bed and stretch my limbs. I feel fine, great even and to prove it I leap out of bed, feet splayed on the solid floor and catch myself in the mirror. The weeks of fever have taken a toll, I’m a little thinner, the skin ever so slightly taught over my lithe muscles, but I look good. I allow myself a little affirmation and almost make myself blush. I look around for clothes before I remember Jeff telling me not to worry, and leave the room. The house is big but easy to navigate, it’s minimalist and what objects are around look expensive and intentional - the type of house from a magazine. I find stairs and take them two at time, bounding into a vast open plan space - containing a sunken couch, and long white kitchen. John and Jeff are on the square couch chatting as they notice me. “There he is” Jeff smiles “come here pup” he pats his lap and instinctively comply and walk to him. “Damn you look hot” John said as I took a seat on Jeff’s massive thigh and let him kiss me with a passionate urgency. The kiss lasts a few minutes before he lifts me up and plonks me on the couch. “Ok pup - I think you’re ready for your reward” and reaches down under the couch to pass me a small box tied up with a black ribbon. “Open it” John says I pull the string and open the lid to reveal two metal bars, a thick metal ring - too small for my finger and the most incredible looking cage in the most perfect shade of deep black. “I gasp” “Thought you’d like that son” Jeff said. “Had it made for you while you slept - little rush order from a very good friend” he clapped a massive paw on my shoulder and I kiss him deeply. “Thank you sir’ I blush as I turn the cage in my hands. “It’s stunning” “What are these?” I say pointing to the metal. John nods to Jeff. “Piercings pup - today you’re getting your nipples and cock pierced” I gulp. I’m not going to lie, I had thought about a cock piercing but never had the strength of will. “Today?” I gasp “Now” Jeff says taking me by his hand and leading me to a bookcase that doubled as a concealed door. “This is the club’s parlour room” he said as the bookcase swung open to reveal, essentially, a tattoo chair and various instruments bathed in red, soundproof fabric. “Holy fuck” I say as John gently shoves me inside from behind and shuts the bookcase behind us. Jeff takes my box of treats and busies himself with the apparatus “You’re doing so great baby” John says “Ok pup - sit that perfect ass of yours here, legs over the edge” I gulp again, remember to breathe and I say ‘yes sir’ John watches as Jeff quickly, almost impossibly quickly, skewer each nipple - piercing them with the silver bars. He wraps them both in a salve and bandage before approaching my soft cock. “Ok, look at John and take deep breaths for me pup” I do as I’m told as John encourages me softly and Jeff lances my cock and urethra, pierceing my dick with a small, silver ring. “Ow fuck” I cry as the sharp pain lingers for an unbearable few seconds before becoming a dull, throbbing pain. Jeff moves aside and John takes a step to reveal myself in the mirror behind him. “Wow” I hear myself say over the dull pain all over my body. My dick looks glorious with its new jewellery and I’m so taken with it! “Some healing time, then we cage you up” Jeff says and I thank him with a delicate kiss - careful not to graze my aching nipples.

That’s not how it works. The host doesn’t become resistant to the medication, it’s the disease strain that’s resistant, and the bug that’s resistant is already resistant before it enters the host. Getting infected multiple times means you have more chances to draw the short straw and pick up a resistant strain, but it doesn’t change your body in some way that makes medicine ineffective. Going untreated and walking around like a human petri dish does, however, allow the colonies of bacteria or viruses to multiply at will, creating an environment for the generation of mutation strains that may have resistant qualities. This is especially so in people who start treatment but are inconsistent with it or do not complete it, allowing the pathogens that survive exposure to the medication to reproduce. That means the bugs better equipped to shake off the meds pass on those qualities. That’s why it’s particularly important for people on ART to be meds-compliant.

Chapter 25 The Kid walked home that way, staying to the shadows when a car came up. He had time to think and remembered that the Handler said he wanted to get to the Kid next weekend, and that he already had some ‘ Clients’ setup for him. He hoped that he would be able to get home without running into someone but dressed the way it was, Or wasn’t, he wasn’t sure The Kid’s brain was still not comprehending everything that went on or said. IN the past he didn’t remember a lot of stuff, Only the fun parts. The comedowns were never bad but for some reason he was starting to feel that dreaded feeling. He knew that most of his butt was showing so he tried to cover more by pulling his T shirt down, in the process he ripped the shirt and made it worse. More of his near naked body was showing. He was a few doors form his apartment complex and was feeling like he would make it home with out any issues. He didn’t know what time it was, but he thought he could see some light from the east. A guy stepped out from between the buildings. He blocked the Kid’s path and said “ You put on a pretty good show tonight Kid “. They were in the shadows, and he couldn’t make out who the guy was. The Kid didn’t say anything, he wondered if the guy was at the park. The Guy pulled the Kid over between the apartments and grabbed the Kid’s crotch through what use to be his ’ whitey titties ‘. Now they hardly were staying up and his limp cock would hang out the side every once in a while. The guy felt the Limp cock and smiled and said “ Yeah, Those drugs can really kill a hardon, but they cam make the play a lot more fun”. The Kid was starting to know what he was talking about. He never had this issue in the past, he wasn’t sure why it was this time. When the guy grabbed his cock and nuts it almost hurt, his cock was never so sensitive. At the same time the guy reached behind the Kid to examine the damage that was done to this Kid’s hole. The guy had problems getting the Kid’s undies down so he ripped them Off. In reality the underwear was so stretched and worn it didn’t take much. The material fell down between the Kid’s legs, one again, leaving him naked from the waist down. The Guy grabbed the Kid’s cock and nuts roughly and at the same time started probing the Kid’s very sore hole. The Kid winced in pain but at the same time his muscle memory kicked in and he arched his back to allow better access to his rump. The guy heard and felt the Kid’s reaction and said “ Yeah, that’s a good little whore. Your little cunt is sore but you want more “. The guy cold tell that the Kid was hurting some and didn’t want to cause to much more damage to him. He could also feel some of the cum and chem cocktail still in his butt. He looked into the Kid’s eyes and then kissed him on the Lips, he pushed his tongue into the Kid’s mouth. This caught the Kid off guard, and he didn’t know what to make of this. The Kid’s soft cock immediately stared to come to life The Guy felt this, and He chuckled at this. The guy got excited and turned the Kid around and pinned him up against a wall of the building. He pulled out his cock and hugged the Kid from behind. The Kid could feel the guy nibbling on his ear and at the same time his cock was bumping against the Kid’s cheeks. This actually excited the Kid and he once again arched his back. That was all it took and the guy’s cock probed into the Kid’s loose hole. Even though the guy’s cock wasn’t very big, probably one the small side, It felt huge in his sore hole. The guy whispered in the Kid’s ear that he didn’t have a lot of time to play so it would need to be a quicky this time. The Guy pumped for a few minutes and then said “ Hear it comes “. With that he shot is load in this Kid’s ass. The Kid could feel the warm liquid in his ass and leaking around the cock in him and dripping on his nuts and down the inside of his thighs. The Kid shivered with excitement, and he wasn’t sure why. The guy said “ Now that I know you are next door, we are going to have all sorts of fun “. He pulled out of the Kid and patted him on the ass. He also said “ I am not sure how many of my friends saw your little show but a special friend of mine wants party with you”. The guy told the Kid about the guy and that he would really get him fucked up. He also told the Kid that they guy knew the Kid also and would be ‘ Having “ him over soon. He told him that the guy actually built a special breeding place in his basement where he would shoot up the Kid and then have friends in to use his bottom. The ended it with “ After all, you wouldn’t want your cute girl friend finding out “. The Guy pulled his pants up and went down the sidewalk to his place. The Kid walked to his flat hoping that no one else would see him. It was already light and anyone up in the early morning hour would be able to see him and his naked bubble butt. The Kid knew that this was only the beginning. He didn’t think he would have any choice as to what and when he would be putting out. In a perverse way he liked the idea. With what the Cop and his Handler had said, and now this guy, he realized that he was now nothing more than a crack whore and prostitute to be used by everyone, just for some more ‘ good feelings ‘. The End

This one is based on an older story, but is told from the point of view of the party guest instead of the host... The Party Guest My name is Jack and several weeks ago I went to a party I found out about on A4A. It was a bareback party for negs only. I'm a 35 year old chubby closeted bi married guy from the midwest and relatively new to man sex although I love to pay around when my wife and son are out of town. Being married I had always used condoms but I was interested in trying bareback and this being a Neg Only party seemed safe enough, so I asked for an invitation. The organizer of the party replied back that he would love for me to come and that he would adminster and HIV test to everyone who was invited to make sure that no POZ guys tried to sneak in and ruin the fun. That sounded great to me because I'm not on PrEP and didn't want to get pozzed. When I got there, a total of 8 other guys besides me showed up and the organizer gave each of us a swap telling us that if it came up neg that we were in. I was surprised that two of the other guys turned up poz and the organizer told them he was sorry but they could not take part. One of them took it in stride and the other was kinda upset but eventually he left without incident. That was too bad because he was hot, mid 30s I'd guess and a gym body with a big dick that I would have loved to play with. That left eight people playing including the host. The other guys were a Latino guy, I think he said his name was Pedro, a white couple, Mike and Steven and a very young black twink who looked so young the host insisted on checking his ID to make sure he wasn't underage. I forget his name, but surprisingly he was 22. Next there was Mark, a very hunky Asian guy with a surprisingly massive 9.5 inch dick. Last of all there was Bobby, who was another younger guy who was very flamboyantly queen-like. After the host had made all the introductions and completed all the tests proving the guests were all negative he pulled out beer, poppers and lube then turned on the music. I was in the mood to do some topping and Jordan had already been grabbed by Mark so I chatted Bobby up and soon we were holed up in a corner of the house making out on the floor. When I started fingering his hole he moaned almost like he was purring. I generously lubed up my dick and sunk it right into his hole. Obviously he was used to taking a lot of cock and probably some way bigger than mine because he took it easy. I plowed him for a while before shooting my load deep in his ass. After that he started sucking me without even cleaning up my cock, quickly bringing me back to hardness again. Then he sat right down on my cock and started riding me. Having cum once already it took me a long time. Occasionally as he was riding me I'd look around and see what was happening. The host was making his way around with hot three way action with Mark and Jordan and the couple. After that Mark came over and put his big dick in my face. He must have washed it off because it didn't even taste of lube. As soon as he was hard again he shoved me down and unceremoniously rammed my ass with no lube at all, making me moan out. Mark growled in my ear that he was using me like the host had just used him. He pounded me with a fury and then paused and I could feel his load being pumped in me. He didn't even rest long or get soft before I felt him start to move again and build up speed and soon his balls were slapping my taint again his hips bouncing off my corn fed ass. This time it took longer and again I felt his cum being pumped deep inside. By now my ass was really torn up and sore. But I was thoroughly satisfied, and definitely hooked on bareback, both giving and receiving. Eventually the party wrapped up and all the other guests but me left. The host approached me and asked if I was OK. I told him that this party was one of the best times I'd ever had and that I'd been plowed by Mark twice and that my ass was all beat up and I was tired. He offered that if I wanted I could stay the night. I quickly agreed and gathered up my clothing from where I had put it and then followed him up the stairs. As we were walking I kept looking at the packet of swabs he had on the table by the door. That got me start to thinking. When we walked into his bedroom I dropped my clothes on the floor near his bed and put my wallet, watch and cell phone on the night table then climbed into the bed and laid down on my stomach. I turned my head to him and looked up ready to ask him a question. As I did this he rolled onto my back and started making out with me occupying my mouth so I couldn't speak. Soon I could feel him fingering my hole and I told him "Stop, my ass really hurts" but he shushed me up and told me he would go easy. He began to rim my abused ass, and his tongue felt soothing on my fucked up hole causing my ass to rise up in the air on its own. He asked me if I wanted to get fucked one last time before the night was done and all I could do was moan. Soon I felt his fully hard dick start to enter my hot, torn up hole. Finally coming to my senses, I finally managed to ask him "I've been thinking. When we all showed up you made us all take an HIV test". "Yeah" he said, "to make sure you were all neg". I replied "Yeah, I got that. You showed us each of our swabs, but I don't remember seeing your results". Before he could answer my phone rang and he reached over and handed it to me. As I unlocked it, he asked me who it was. "My Wife" I told him. He said I better answer it, that he wouldn't make a sound, although he never stopped slowly fucking me. I picked up and he continued to fuck me as I was talking to her, making it hard to concentrate. She told me she had come home early and as she said that he whispered in my ear "No you didn't see my results because mine would have turned up POZ." I felt suddenly flushed but he had me pinned under him. I couldn't scream and I couldn't move. He told me what I already knew, that my ass was really fucked up and if he busted in me I would most likely be pozzed. As my wife chatted away he quietly gave me a choice: "Tell your wife that you miss her and you will see her soon I will pull out without busting, but if you tell here you love her and you'll be home in an hour or two, I will bust my nut in your wrecked hole." I signed off the conversation with my wife saying "Love you, honey, I'll be home in an hour or two." With that he whispered "Welcome to the brotherhood". It felt like the biggest load ever as busted his nut into my hole. After he finished he told me "Go home and fuck your wife before your cum turns to poison". I was still in a state of shock as I put my clothes back on and went home. I pounced my wife so often the first few days after the party that she was wondering what was up. Now I'm waiting to see what happens, if I get the fuck flu, and wondering if I should go get tested or just let things go as they well. I'm not sure what to say or if I will tell her anything. I was on A4A today and I saw that the host of the party has posted another "Neg Only" bareback party. Maybe I will show up and get my test there. I'm not sure he will let me attend now that I know he is POZ, but I wouldn't tell anyone. And I don't know why, and I know it must sound crazy, but I'm actually kind of turned on by the thought of taking the risk again if I'm not POZ already. I know the host seeded most of the other guests and I also wondered how many of the other guys might also show up and be surprised if their swab turned up POZ, that is if they hadn't already found out.

Here comes the next one. This is one that I’ll say I made a couple of changes to certain details to hopefully get it in guidelines as the original mentioned a couple of things that are frowned upon ================================= it was 2004 and I had just turned 18 years old and a graduated high school in a city called Weston in Florida. I was a lanky 5’10” tall, and 125 pounds with shaggy brown hair brown eyes and freckled white skin that showed my Scottish heritage. I lived in a nice community and in a nice house. I knew I was gay at that age, but never told my parents. They were too busy with work anyway. I only ever saw them for an hour or two out of the day, and on weekends. Being young and horny, I couldn’t find many other guys at school who were gay, and was too young to try and goto gay bars with parents knowing. However my parents would regularly go on long weekend trips to Orlando. I got tired of these trips and would stay home. I spent the days on my own studying, watching TV and watching porn, and would go on Craigslist and see who was out there and on the tops looking for bottoms and fantasies on which ones I would like to top me. I was a virgin and had never been with anyone so I never really knew what to expect in terms of sex. Finally I decided I wanted to lose my virginity and decided the next time my parents went on a mini vacation I would take that opportunity to lose it. Finally this time came and it was around February when my parents went on another one of their Orlando trips. That Friday evening I took a few pictures of myself and posted them on an add on Craigslist saying I was in Weston I could host or if they (a top) could pick me up I could go to there place and that i was a virgin, within minutes I had a slew of replies. Then I got one with a guy who claimed to be in Weston and could pick me up to play. He said his name was Mark, he was in his late 50’s was around 6’ tall and had to be around 250 pounds and said he was a great big “Black Bear”. He had added pictures that showed he was telling the truth, he was a huge very black man, the pictures of his cock were huge, coal black, uncut, and covered with course curly hair. He had to be like 10” long. Of course what else I noticed in his pictures was that he had a bio hazard tattoo under his belly. Having watched porn I knew what this meant, Mark told me he could host me all night and that he would love to be my first. He gave me his address and said that he could pick my up if I gave him my address. I told him we lived in the same neighborhood and could simply wait to him as he was only down the street from him. He told me to come on by then. I told him I’d be there around 10pm so I could shave and shower. Finally the time came I was all clean and had zero hair on me except for my head. I put on a t shirt some basketball shorts and flip flops and headed out on my bicycle to his place. As I got closer to the address I was given, I kept thinking about Marks Bio-Hazard and knew he must have HIV and was infected with the virus. I thought shouldn’t I do this and there was a risk I could be infected, but my hormones over came me and before I knew it I was knocking on the door. Within seconds Mark answered the door and immediately smiled “I hope you are really 18, you look so much younger.” He said and I blushed, I showed him my school ID card which had my birthdate, and he let me into the house. I asked if it mattered that I was so young and he smiled and said it didn’t matter to him at, and he gave an odd smile. Soon he led me to the bedroom. “You are young and horny, I need to know of you are sure you want this. I will not do anything you do not want to do, but if we play, I will most likely fuck you. He asked and I nodded yes. Mark went into the master bathroom which was connected to the mater bedroom as he did this I quickly undressed. By the time mark came back I was fully naked as was he as he had undressed in the bathroom and brought two bottles with him. He told me that the small brown bottle he has was called poppers which would help me get in the mood and the other is lube. Looking at his body he looked even more amazing in person, I couldn’t help look at his huge black dick. But I also starred at his tattoo. He saw me looking and then he pointed to his tattoo and asked if I knew what his bio hazard tattoo meant I told him it means he was poz and had HIV. “Yes and you should know I am not on any meds, They pollute the body and make you impure. My body is made to fuck and to plant my babies. This is another chance I am giving you to be safe, if we were to have sex I only fuck bare back and I never pull out until my seed is planted.” He asked if that was ok as if it wasn’t that I could leave now. I should have said no, andI knew this was very dangerous, but just I was about to stand up, he reached and grabbed by cock and began to stroke me. I moaned and was defeated. I said I needed to get fucked and no longer careed if he had HIV. He smiled, and then turned off the lights and told me to get on the king size bed. Mark then turned on the TV and put on some gay porn, but muted the tv, he then turned on a Bluetooth speaker he had on a dresser by the bed and put on what sounded like techno music. Mark then told me to get in the middle of the bed, lay on my back and to put a pillow underneath my head. I did as I was instructed. Mark then told me to raise my legs. As I did this he took the lube bottle and rubbed my bow exposed hole with it. After that he handed me the bottle of poppers and told me to inhale 10 times in each nostril. As I did I felt light headed and in a trance. This is when mark pounced on his opportunity. He pulled me to the edge of the bed until my head was over the edge and facing the floor. He then told me to open my mouth. As I did he shoved his cock in me. I started to gag, but mark didn’t care he kept thrusting his cock in and out of my mouth. Soon my Sylvia covered me whole face from gagging on his cock. Mark moaned as I gaged and talked dirty to me telling me take take that poz cock in me mouth. “Good boy, get my Black Baby Maker nice and wet so I can open your hole and will take your virginity. This is why I do not take meds, I want my seed potent so I can make babies in young white boys like yourself. Before you leave I will make pregnant with my Poz Seed.” Suddenly Mark pulled his cock out. Which has grown to its full 10” size from me sucking it. Mark then told me to reposition myself to where I was laying in the middle of the bed again and I did as I was told. Mark then got on the bed and raised my legs to his shoulders. I could feel his cock positioned to enter by boy pussy. Mark then looked down at me and asked me if I was sure about wanting him to fuck me. I said yes. With that Mark smiled and rammed his cock in me. I yelled in pain and my back arched off the bed. “Take it boy, you aren’t a virgin anymore. I’m gonna tare you up and stretch you out to make sure you leave here pregnant with my poz baby.” Tears ran down my eyes as Mark pulled his cock out and rammed it in again. He did this 5 times until his whole cock was finally in me and his balls rested against me. That’s when he started to pound me taking what felt like half his cock out with each thrust. Finally after what had felt like 20 minutes I started feel pleasure and my tears and yelps of pain turned to moans. Marked told me that he was going to knock me up, I begged him to breed me. I told him I was his bitch. Marks pace begin to quicken after about 30 minutes of me moaning and begging for the load. “This is it boy, I hope you are ready to be a mommy because you are about to receive my babies!” That’s when marks really buried his cock in me and yelled out he was humming inside of me. Once he did I felt his cock pulsate in me and a warm coat me walls. After what felt like 10 long pulsates mark fell on top of me and kissed me. “there you go boy I own you know. You body will soon be pregnant with my babies and you willl belong to me forever. “ He said as I felt an emptiness as his cock left me and could feel some of his cum leak out of me. Exhausted we both fell asleep in each others arm with his great cock rubbing my hole. Over the next day he fucked me many more times saying he wanted to make sure I was impregnated with his babies. By the time I left the following morning I could barely walk straight. Mark fucked me every night that weekend. Mark and I exchanged numbers and talked everyday, and I would go to his place after school before my parents would come home to get fucked. About a month after mark had originally fucked me I got super sick and felt ill with the flu. I messaged mark that I didn’t feel well and he told me to get tested for the Virus. When it came back positive, he told me how proud he was that I was pregnant with his babies.

Oh he didn't do anything wrong. We talked about it first.. My other brother had to be told due to his occupation as well and he knew pd came to my house. Neither one of them have given me a hard time. We all experimented when we were younger though they didn't pick up and carry on with it like I did. They know I'm bi and hook up with guys. But the numbers are what I would have rather not had to share. lol Hey, this group is awesome and I love the openness to talk about stuff you can't anywhere else. I'm going to duck out of here though. With being limited to just a couple of comments a day, It's more frustrating than fun. 🙂

George is the name of the person who introduced me to meth- first it was a bump and then two and the third time we met, it was a slam and I was a full tina whore- he never used condoms which was fine with me and thus he made me a tina whore and pozzed me. I just loved being with him.

We all owe Larry Flynt a deep debt of gratitude for what he did. His autobiography "An Unseemly Man" is a worthwhile read. Although he was not a gay man, he fought for the First Amendment for everyone. He also supported bareback porn and was even sued by "AIDS Activists" for not requiring condom use in films his companies produced.

Chlamydia is notorious for having very subtle symptoms, or none at all, especially in females or in locations other than urethral. I've had it a number of times and barely noticed. This is actually one reason for its prevalence - a lot of people are running around with it and don't realize they have anything, so they don't get treated. TEST REGULARLY!

A week later hubby was at his office and I was working from home. I didn't have any meetings so was comfortably working in the buff. It was time to stretch and the garbage needed taking out so I pulled on very short skimpy work out shorts (the kind that have slits up the entire side) and a mesh see through wife beater. I use stand up tanning booths regularly and love showing off my out of season colour. Natalie was coming out their door as I was coming back upthestairs. "Hi neighbour." she smiled . Her man was now in the open door and called her back. As she approached him she said, "What's up. I'm just running to the corner store Will." "I don't care. " he responded. "I just need to plant a kiss on my sexy woman. " They kissed passionately and she dashed past me on the stairs. "Come in, I need to show you something. ", Will said. I no sooner passed through the door and he pinned me to the wall with a kiss that made the one he just had with Natalie seem chast. Only then did I notice he was only wearing tighty whities and an open jean shirt. This showed off his sumptuous olive skin, tuft of black hair in the middle of his chest and treasure trove leading toward his already hard groin. Before I could think he turned me, pulled down my shorts and his raw cock was pushing at my hole. "I wondered if you were bi." I said. "Yeah, just let a few of my college soccer buddies suck me off a few years back. But I've shoot off three loads this week just thinking of breeding your poz ass." "We should use a condom. " "No fuckin way slut, you're getting my load. I've never bred a man before." He dryly pushed into me with his 6 inch medium thick hard on. It hurt like hell and he just started to piston me . My ass juices barely started to flow when he pushed in deep and bit my neck hard as he painted my guts with his hot Latino cum. We had just rearrange our clothes as Natalie came through the door. "Sit down guys. Let's have a drink." When she returned to serve us I turned to hide my neck just in case Will had left a mark. She was her curious direct self. "So passive neighbour, have you gotten fucked lately ?" "Um, ... awe ...well " I stuttered before Will spoke up. "Fuck, I bet he's got a load up his ass right now." I was deeply relieved as my phone range. As I excused myself I backed out of their apartment for fear the ass of my shorts might betray Will and me. In the hall I realized the call was from the sheep farmer's husband. I asked, "Is everything okay?" "It sure is. Did you hear about our time with the Mexican artist?" "Yeah, sounded hot." "It was fuckin awesome. You should see the painting he did. It's so fuckin hard core. He painted us as a threesome sandwich. Hubby fucking me while the artist was pulling out of my hubby's ass. He used artistic license with this part cause he used a condom but the painting shows his raw cock and hubby's ass dripping cum. So fuckin hot. " I didn't betray a thing. "So he wants to do a gay orgy next . You, the two of us, and your hunky friend. He's enthusiastic to join in. " "Wow. You sure man? My doc has prescribed meds but I haven't even bothered to fill it yet." "Yeah, no problem. We both did PEP from our first time with you and we are now on PreP. The artist only tops so he's not worried. " Once again I held my tongue remembering my Brazilian friend breeding the artist's ass with my toxic cum for lube. In two weeks time the five of us were stripping down in the Mexican artist's studio. We were soon a tangle of naked bodies sucking each other's cocks and rimming each other's asses. The sheep farmer was the first to take raw cock up his ass. He laid me on my back and roughly sat on my hard cock. There was hardly any spit even for lube. But he just bounced away as my mostly dry raw cock tore away at his vulnerable gut walls. The sheep farmer's hubby looked on with amazement as my Brazilian friend mounted the Mexican in doggie position. Quickly these two were once again fucking like rabbits. Every few minutes someone would holler "Switch" and new raw cocks would penetrate different asses or mouths. At one point the sheep farmer and his husband had me double penetrated. Their two cocks stretching my hole felt amazing. The sheep farmer was the first to cum, loading my ass as his partners raw cock rubbed against his. It was as if a switch went off in the sheep farmer's head. He was now hell bent on me fucking and breeding him. I resisted for a while, but his begging was such a turn on I eventually was hosing my toxic load into his swollen ass. He insisted on my Brazilian friend doing him next and he had no sooner pulled out after his deposit than the Mexican was coerced into going next. His hubby was last to breed him. Hubby, Mexican and Brazilian all bred me their second loads, but it was the sheep farmer that went home with a big wet spot staining the ass of his jeans. Before the farmer's got into their pickup truck the sheep farmer asked when I was planning to go into the city to play at a bathhouse 'could he come with me?" "I don't see why not" I responded "I'm going next Friday. " "That’s perfect for me." He smiled and they drove off.

Thank you all for the encouragement- I’ve got such a massive kick from sharing this with you all! A few more chapters to come and hope you all enjoy 😈

Epilog The sobering side This was just a story about guys exploring more sides of their sexuality. It is meant for enjoyment only and not a guide to the dark side. Anyone that has done chems know how dangerous it can be and how it could lead their victim down the path to destruction. That said, I hope you enjoyed this installment. Please let me know how you liked it and your favorite parts. This will help me with the next installment of The Kid.

I'd never been to a circuit party before. But my college roommate Fred had been pestering me for almost the entire year so, knowing I probably wouldn't have a good time, I agreed to join him at Gay Disney just so I wouldn't have to hear any more complaints about what a bummer I was. See all through college I'd had a steady boyfriend and Fred could only count on me to accompany him to a club maybe twice a semester, often with my boyfriend. He'd wanted a wingman and I'd never been that for him. So when my boyfriend dumped me to attend seminary, Fred was ready to make up for lost time taking me around and showing me how much fun it can be fucking everything in sight. I was 25 and figured if I didn't sow my wild oats now, when would I have the opportunity? This was, of course, before I'd ever tried meth or any party drugs other than pot. Little did I know I'd have decades of debauchery to lose myself in. The minute we checked into the hotel, Fred was on the phone setting up meetings with the various sources for drugs he'd arranged online through fuck buddies and friends of friends of former fuck buddies. I had no idea what he was referring to as I heard different letters of the alphabet pop out of his mouth -- K, G, T, X. He'd arranged for everything, including V, which he assured me I'd be grateful to have handy even though I'd never had trouble getting hard. In fact, I'd always felt the opposite... I kinda wished I didn't pop wood so easy. I still got real shy in lockerrooms and at urinals as my decent 7-incher would swell up til the pink cut head started turning purple. It was not uncommon for me to race to the mens room to piss, then end up stuffing a boner back into my jockeys without having relieved myself cause the smell of the guy to my left got me horny. It was on the second night of the 4-day event that I finally started to relax at a big waterpark party. The ecstasy Fred has procured hit me hard and for a moment I thought I might need to use my tongue to show my buddy just how grateful I was for his chemical enhancement. Somehow I managed instead to convince him to join me for a float down a winding river in innertubes, a perfect way to cool off and enjoy the high while taking in all the eye candy. I felt a jolt as an innertube hit the back of my shoulders hard followed by the laughter of a group of guys who had obviously shoved someone into me. When I turned around, Manny was all apologies. "Sorry. My friends are infants." "No worries," I said. Sensing from the energy of his group that they'd figured I was his type and decided to give him a little help. i didn't have a type but was certainly happy to be bumping into him. His innertube started to drift away just as we were both about to say something and without thinking I saw myself reaching far, almost falling out of my own tube to grab onto his so we wouldn't lose each other. Fred was grinning like a goofy auntie and kept nodding encouragement to me as Manny and I found it difficult to talk without touching the other's shoulder, thigh, hand, chest, cheek for emphasis. Eventually we ditched the innertubes and ducked under a waterfall where finally we tongued our way deep into each other's mouths, ears. I was grabbing his round muscular bubble butt with both hands, letting my fingers slip into his speedo to feel the warm damp heat of his hairy crack and he could not stop squeezing precum out of my purple engorged cock head. The whistle of a Disney park ranger who seemed like a butch dyke stopped us as our cocks started to break free of our swimsuits. "Let's go back to my hotel room," he suggested without a hint of shyness. And I was rolling so hard on the ecstasy that I almost jumped for joy at the idea. "Just need to grab my stuff first," he said and before I knew it we were crisscrossing to the far side of the dancefloor to a secluded sandy beech area where some guys were lying on towels as though sunbathing even though it was like 3AM. Moonbathing? And with quick precision, he found a spot in the middle of the sand not marked in any way I could tell and squatted down low and dug. He dug about a foot down into the sand to retrieve a plastic change purse wrapped in a plastic bag. "Don't leave home without her," he said and i smiled and pretended to have a clue what he was talking about. Back in his room, I discovered that inside the change purse was a baggie of crystal and he quickly pulled a glass pipe from his suitcase, loaded it and was lighting up. When i barely got even a hint of smoke out of the pipe he stopped and looked at me with a combination of disbelief and affection. "Wait a sec. Have you never smoked before?" "Is it that obvious?" "Oh baby. What are you on? You're on something. No?" "X" He was kind enough to teach me how to smoke, first by shotgunning decent hits into me, then by holding the lighter for me as I sucked in my hits. I was starting to feel very horny and very driven to devour this man. And he seemed to be getting just as horned up as well. I ate his ass for 30 minutes and it still wasn't enough. Finally he stuck a shard of meth into my piss slit, greased me up with vaselline and guided me into his hole. It was so wet and open from the rimming that I just slid right in and I was precumming so much that the meth melted into my piss slit and into his hole quickly and we both felt another wave of intense drug-fueled horniness at the same moment. I started pumping. It's always taken me a long time to cum and that suited this bottom just fine. "Don't cum iin me," he said. I was shocked and sort of disappointed. "Really?" "Unless. I mean... Do you think you might want this to be serious? I only let guys I love shoot inside me." "I love you," I said. And he quickly said it back. And I kept saying it until all 7 spurts of my jizz had hit the back walls of his hole as his ankles dug into my butt to keep me as deep inside as possible. "This is like our wedding night," he said. And I kissed him.l He pulled away from my lips just long enough to add: "You, me and tina."

So was sitting at home Thursday night checking out the usual sites online. A message popped up asking if I was looking. He must’ve at least scanned my profile and read that I like to suck and bottom. Pretty straight forward. Being from small town Minnesota and fairly familiar with the regular profiles that show up around here, I for sure hadn’t seen his before. Live here or visiting, I asked. Visiting his cousin at the community college. Also put it bluntly that he needed release and if I could suck him off. Of course! And I swallow. He obviously couldn’t host due to being at cousins so I said I could , but asked how he was gonna excuse himself from his cuz’ dorm. “Just gonna tell him I’m headed quick to McDonald’s.” I think quickies are great and give him the addy. He arrives, I sit him on the couch, and he pulls out this tasty looking 8” piece of meat which matches the pic he shared earlier. Damn! Looking good. I had sent him a pic of my chub ass, both empty and with a bare cock in it. Just a little advertising. Well, I spend the next 10-15 minutes working him over with my tongue, mouth, and throat. Thought with him being in a hurry he’d be wanting to nut right away but he’d get to the edge and back me off. Did that 3 times… guess he’s not in a huge hurry. Lol. Anyway, after the 3rd time he reaches round my back for my hole. I have lube, I whisper. I had staged the lube and condoms and towels nearby as I’m always hopeful. I reached for the lube and slicked up my hole. He reached for the condom and wrapped up. In 4 seconds he’s balls deep and we’re both moaning in pleasure as I’m bent over the sofa. After a couple minutes of starting to get worked over, he repositions and I feel something hit my foot. I know what it is. It’s why I sent him the second pic of my ass. I wanted him to know I take it raw and he was happy to oblige. That rubber no sooner hit my foot and he was buried balls deep again. I’m gonna seed you like I’m sure that guy in the pic did, he says. Use me! And within the next minute he did just that. Used me as his cumdump. While recovering and his dressing I let him know he could count on me anytime he came to visit his cousin. Although, he might have to vary his excuse of a Mickey D’s run for future fuck sessions.

It finally happened. I was perusing Grindr yesterday when I got a message from a blank profile. Don't you fucking hate those? Normally I ignore them or, if I'm particularly horny, I'll demand a dick pic to see if I want to keep chatting. But this one was different. The first chat message I received was, "2 tops here". WELL. That changes things. I decided to explore to see if they were for real, and if so to see if they could host. Hosting is difficult for me these days and that's usually where things go south - the top contacting me hasn't bothered reading my profile, so we get all the way up to arranging a meeting only to have him say he can't host. And my favorite is when he also can't travel! I like to engage guys early on with two provocative pics. First I send a picture of a raw cock in my ass from above. Then I send a shot of my ass with cum leaking from my hole. If the top is not into either of those I know I'll be wasting my time chatting with him further. In return I received two pics - one of a big black dick, ramrod straight without any discernable curve to the shaft. It was cut and had been slicked-up for the pic. It looked delicious! The other pic was of an even larger white cock, also cut with a nice upward curve. I began salivating immediately. After liking both pics I typed, "Raw only is that cool?" "Yeah," came the response. Then, "You poz?" I'm not, and I'm never sure how to answer that particular question. Some guys are looking for others who are poz. Others want to avoid playing with guys who are poz. So, I hedged my bet and responded with, "No, not yet." I waited breathlessly for the response. Would they block me? Go silent? In fact he did neither. Instead, his response was, "You wanna be?" Another potential trap. If I came right out and said 'yes' or 'no' it could be the opposite of what he wanted to hear. So again I hedged. "I don't refuse loads," I replied. A little flame appeared in the top corner of my message. He liked it! So, curious to find out who I was chatting with, I messaged him back. "You guys poz?" I asked. The picture of the beautiful black dick appeared again along with the message, "He is." That was all I needed. My hole twitched involuntarily and I felt a few butterflies in my stomach as I began to type my response. But before I could finish he added, "Come by." It was the middle of the afternoon and I was working from home. I quickly checked my calendar. It was wide open. I deleted what I had been typing and simply asked, "Where and when?" "Now," he replied along with the address. I checked the clock. While I surf the apps regularly while I'm working from home, I don't usually get hits that pan out so I never clean out until I have something actually lined up. I messaged him that I would need an hour, hoping that wouldn't put him off. "We'll be here," came the response. The butterflies increased as I rushed into the bathroom to clean out. I found myself wondering about the guy I had messaged with. He said his friend was poz, but what about him? Did he take a turn first, to stretch the bottom's hole and pump a neg load in there for his friend to follow? Was he also poz? I didn't even know if the poz guy was undetectable or not. I didn't care. I needed those cocks inside me, regardless of their status. I finished douching and pulled on jeans and a t-shirt, then stuck my feet in some flip flops. I wanted to be able to get naked as quickly as possible once I arrived! Grabbing my little brown bottle, I headed for the door. Once in the car I checked the time. I was going to be about 15 minutes early, so I sent him a message to let him know. "We're here," he responded. I was incredibly nervous the whole drive there. Thinking back on it I don't recall much of the drive itself. My mind may have been so preoccupied that I did it on autopilot. But I made it safely and pulled up in front of a large stately house on one of the nicest streets in town. I messaged from the car. "I'm here." "Come inside. Follow the music," he instructed. I was only too happy to obey! I took a quick huff from the brown bottle to steel my nerves, then walked up the walkway and through the front door. I found myself in a huge two-storey foyer. Stairs ran along both sides and met at a landing on the second floor. Below the landing and directly ahead of me was a set of double doors. They were closed but I could hear the thump! thump! thump! of a beat emanating from behind them. Next to the doors was a table, on which I found a blindfold and a note that simply red, "Put this on and knock." So, that's exactly what I did. I felt a slight change in air pressure and heard the creak of a hinge as the door opened. "Damn," I heard an appreciative voice say, "you're gonna be fun." He led me into the room and I heard the doors close behind me. He grabbed my chest from behind and ground his crotch against my ass. I could feel a large and very hard cock pressing on my cheeks through his pants. "Let's get him naked!" a second voice said. I was glad I had worn so little. I easily kicked off the flip-flops then felt a pair of hands pulling my t-shirt over my head. At the same time someone else unbuttoned my jeans and they fell to the floor. "You're on video," the first voice said. "We're gonna record all of this. Tell me why you're here." I was momentarily taken aback. He had not mentioned recording me when we had chatted. It was not something that occurred with great regularity and I was unsure how I felt about having this particular encounter on video, but the die had been cast. I was the fly and I was already firmly in their web. "To get fucked," I replied. "And get pozzed," he added, putting words in my mouth. "Yes," came my feeble reply. "You willingly accept that you're going to be fucked raw and have poz cum shot in your ass?" he asked. My cock stiffened a little at his words. "Yes." My voice was firmer this time. I heard the click of a plastic cap and two fingers applied lube to my crack, paying special attention to my hole. First one finger, then a second, slipped inside me to make sure I was greased up. I was led forward a few steps until my knees encountered what felt like a mattress. They spun me around and seated me on the edge of the bed then pushed me back. One guy grabbed me around the thighs and pulled me closer to the edge of the mattress - presumably to better position my hole - while the other pulled my arms above my head. Once I was in position, though, they didn't release their grips. I wondered why until I felt still more hands on me, this time shackling both my wrists and my ankles. What was going on? I tried to sit up but they easily held me in place. As soon as the shackles were on they hooked my wrists together, then connected a chain that pulled tight and immobilized my arms. Another chain was pulled across my midsection and drawn tight. It was not uncomfortable but it was secure enough that I knew there was no getting out of it. Then they bent my knees until they were nearly touching the mattress on either side of me and connected the shackles to the chain, holding my legs in the air and exposing my hole perfectly. It had all happened so quickly! I was confused and more than a little nervous, even a bit scared. But, I reminded myself, I had come to take a poz load, and they were making sure that happened. There was no going back now. Next a small mask was placed over my nose and strapped to my head. What was this for? I wondered. I resolved to breathe through my mouth but a faint, familiar scent told me what it was for: it was connected to a brown bottle so I could take hits whenever I wanted! This was definitely a moment where I needed that, so I inhaled mightily and held it ever so briefly before exhaling through my mouth. Then it began. There was no warning, no probing finger in my hole or cock stuck into my mouth first to get hard. A large cock simply slid past my sphincter and deep into my guts. Before I could even catch my breath he had bottomed out and began plowing mercilessly. Whoever this was, he put his hands on the backs of my thighs and drove me relentlessly into the mattress. An involuntary moan of pleasure escaped my lips. Besides that and his grunting, though, there were no sounds audible above the thump! thump! thump! of the music. At last he relaxed his grip and I felt the telltale pulses of his cock as he pumped his load into me. Was this the guy I had been chatting with? Was he lubing me up with negative cum so the poz guys could take their turns, or had I taken my first poz load? I had no way of knowing. His cock was replaced not by another but by a small, scratchy object. A toothbrush. They were roughing up my insides to make sure their strains took! It was exceedingly uncomfortable but only for about thirty seconds before it was withdrawn. A voice I had not heard before said, "Good. Nice and red." I lost count of the number of cocks that bred me that afternoon. Somewhere north of ten my brain went foggy thanks to the regular hits through the little nose mask. I had no idea how many guys were there. There could have been dozens, or there could have been a few who kept taking turns. All I know is that I was impaled by cock after cock and there was no way of knowing how much poz cum had made its way into my guts or which strains had begun working their way into my bloodstream. At last the assault on my poor stretched-out sphincter wound down and I could hear some of the guys getting dressed and leaving. I was left chained and blindfolded a while longer and when they finally released me, only the two guys I originally thought I was meeting were there. As I sat up I felt like I had been put through the wringer. Well, really I had been. I wanted to ask about what had happened, about how many guys had used me and how many poz loads were swimming around inside me, but I was just too groggy. Silently they helped me get dressed and on my feet, and I slipped back into my flip flops. They walked me to the door and the white guy simply said, "See you again soon," as he pushed me out onto the porch and closed the door. Dazed, I walked back to my car and sat there for a while until my head was clear enough to drive. I went home and fell onto my bed and into a deep sleep that lasted through the night. The whole experience felt like a dream, yet the dull throbbing of my abused hole tells me it happened. Now the waiting game begins.

What is everyone's favorite way to take a guy's load when he cums? I like either being on my knees or on my back in bed and he's on top of me. I love being grabbed by the neck, or he's holding my head steady and firm with his hand. Love that feeling of being held in place while he's jerking off and his big head is bouncing up and down on my waiting tongue. I feel so submissive, anxious and nervous, but excited to accept what I have to do for him. I love feeling overpowered and dominated.

"two weeks and half and YOUR GIFT finally is here!" This is the text I received today. . . . . . I want to leave you all hanging, think what you want. But the satisfaction and pride is now mine! You can understand a thing or another, but well... I share what I decide to! ☣️🎁💞🐖🤠

The entry, there is nothing like feeling a nice cock sliding into your ass! The best thing is getting seeded! There is something so special about getting someones load!

My first ltr always referred to my sex organ as a pussy or cunt so early on that’s what I have always called it. Someone on here put it well when they said any hole that a man breeds is considered a pussy. To me it makes sense. I’m proud to call it a pussy. It does nothing more than let men know what it’s for.

And other key moments are: When I roll over on my back, spread my legs and beg my top to fuck me That moment when he's fully inside me and I ask him to stop for a moment so I can adjust to and enjoy his length and girth When, as he's fucking me, I reach round and use my finger tips to explore my anus and the girth and rigidity of his cock as he fucks it into me The look on his face as he approaches his climax When as he starts to shoot his load I urge him to fuck it as deep as possible into me (Best of all) when his fucking is so skilful that I cum when he does, but without ever touching myself

dunno about sneaky but when I've been there during CLAW I've had guys in my jock fondling my penis and sucking it and half a hand up my ass. But it's so crowded you don't notice unless you're right there. It's not really laid out to have play space like the Heretic in Atlanta is.

Mine is a mancunt because it genuinely is. The word 'cunt" actually derives from the base cunea, which means "wedge" (like Babylonic cuneiform is wedge shape writing). From so many years of my ass being fucked, filed with large toys, fisted, double fucked, double fisted, I have a gash for n anus where most males have a tight tiny round hole, so my ass really is a mancunt. It's a wedge shaped opening that only other males play in.

I'm with you all the way here. My key moments too

Well just dip me in Cotton Candy and Rainbow Unicorn Farts. This is the Way Gayest recommendation you'll ever see. From Me. On BZ (that doesn't involve my Penis). Sorry Not Sorry

One of the worst things to come out of religion as an archaic holdover in the Age of Science is the moralizing of infectious disease. While no infection is desirable, they cannot be avoided. In football, you risk pulled muscles, broken bones, and the occasional concussion. In the sport of sex, the risk is sexual infections. As infections go, neither gonorrhea or chlamydia are a big deal in that we have antibiotics. BUT, bacterial mutation has presented a challenge in treating some infections, sexual and non-sexual. In the sex world, gonorrhea is the big challenge and rated by the WHO as one of the three big infections of concern (c. diff and shigella form of typhoid are the other two). Why? Since 1995, gonorrhea has evolved so much that it is resistant to practically every antibiotic and currently requires two antibiotics to treat it (ceftriaxone injection and azithromycin (or doxycycline)). In 1995, just about anything would kill it. By contrast, syphilis is pretty much unchanged and still dies from the penicillin B shot. One of the few good things to come out of the AIDS epidemic is that for gays it de-stigmatized "getting tested" and made us, as a group, almost religious about it. Because of that, I can have sex with well over 400 guys year every year and get only 1 or 2 STI's in a year (an infection rate of 0.25% to 0.5% of 400 partners, even less as the partner count climbs). Or put another way, if monkey pox had been a general population infection it would be out of control right now. But we were lucky, it struck in the gay community first and we all went and dutifully got our vaccines and helped each other in the USA FIND vaccine locations in the face of an inept government and CDC response. Consequently, the infection rate has plummeted, and by New Years should be non-existent. Were it to have occurred instead in the general population, based off how Covid went, it would be spreading all over the place while they fought over vaccination rights, effectiveness, conspiracy theories and so on. As for negative outcomes on not getting them treated. Top of the list is the fact you are spreading the infection to others and that contributes to spread and resistance issues. To your own person there are long term effects. Chlamydia, for instance, is an known as an STI in the West. In underdeveloped countries where its treatment is rare, chlamydia is the number one cause of blindness, via deposits building up in the ridge of the eyelid, which in turn causes the eyelashes to turn inward and start brushing and scraping the lens of the eye. Not something I recommend.

Love having a married guy use my hole, knowing I'm taking that load of cum away from his wife. Love when they tell me my pussy is so much better than their wife's pussy.

Well the name of the club/party is called "cumUnion" it's about 10:30 when I get there the very first guy i run into is mark from my office buliding, I'd alway thought he was kinda cute so i let him start to fuck me some how we move from the side next to the wall to the middle of the floor, he's fucking me really nice and smooth in and out he had a good size 6 - 7 inch dick which i know i can take with no problem (My Dildo at home is about that) , now he's picked up the speed a little bit and he was pounding me really good and steady , it's dark with flashes of light going and I open my eyes as this latino dude walks up to me he's uncut with really hairy balls telling me to "stick out your tongue and lick 'em!" I'm doing it and I can taste lube and cum he must've just fucked a cummy hole, he then stuff his semi-hard dick in my mouth so Evan though it's hard to balance with mark now fucking me so hard my hole is starting to hurt i start sucking his cock like his balls have the air i need to breath! but now i can't talk, i feel mark behind me getting really hard and really pounding my hole! he starts making loud noises that gets a crowd gathering as he starts shooting his load in my ass, i can feel his cock pulsing inside me so much that I'm about to cum... then he stops and i feel him pull out but then another cock goes in, oh wow this guy has a pretty fat head i can feel the fat head of his dick straining against my tight but really wet hole I'm not sure it's gonna go it plus I think I need a break I've been fucking and sucking almost 30 min. now but mark came so much he just used the cum to work that "really" fat head in, the shaft was skinny, so i feel it kinda pop in! then holy fuck it's like a plunger churning my insides holy shit I'm shaking he pulls all the way out a few times then plunger me down to the root it was that long but FUCK! it was a fat fucking head so wide it hurt but really opening up my hole! that cock really stretches my hole , the latino guy grabs my head and starts fucking my mouth like it's a Fleshjack! he says something in Spanish I could only understand "Puta" my throat starts filling up with his cum i try to swallow but i start choking just as then the guy fucking my ass blows his load in my ass ,now my mouth is full of sweet latino cum (man it taste so good) so I'm gonna take a break for sure now go at least get some water, then holy Fuckin fuck! some red head guy that had a crowd around him while he was getting sucked ,about 28, is now on his knees behind me trying to put his dick in my ass, it must be 9 inches long and a good fat 7 inches around, he's bigger than me (6'3") I start to pull away no way I can take that cock he thinks I'm trying to get a better position so he grabs my hips and pulls me onto his monster cock! he's actually stretching my ass around the head of his dick! i'm trying to say "i need a break" but an older guy with a huge cock starts slapping my face with his dick till I open my mouth and starts fucking my mouth, but my hole oh my god it hurts so bad he's slowly tearing my ass open! The crowd of guys jacking off over me are talking and I hear guys standing around watching and jacking off saying "Fuck how can that fat cock" then i feel another pop and he pushes into me , the pain part is gone I just feel so full, oh my god it feel so good i'm so full he's fucking me faster now! 3 more guys shoot their loads on my face and in my mouth with all the cum in my hole it slides in and out so smooth, some old man fills my mouth with another load! i swallow every drop and now another cock takes his place but don't care my ass is now so open ! he's fucking me so hard i can feel his huge balls bang against my balls i can't breath from the big black cock thats fucking my mouth now, all of a sudden i start shaking, oh my god i'm cumming I loose control I don't know where I am I'm not using any hands I feel a mouth slide around my cock thing to catch my load that's flying everywhere I'm like an animal cumming with my whole body which makes my hole spasm the big black cock pulls out of my mouth and the guy fucking me bends down and start eating the black guys load then i can feel my red head's monster cock pumping load after load into my ass he's fucking so hard all the cum is pushed so deep into me he pounds me till dick goes soft and falls out of the gapping hole he made (which is now my ass) he bends down to my ear and says thanks. then what feels like a half a cup of cum pours out of my ass, as he pulls out another guy goes into his place not big so it was easy to take he cums in like a minute I mean really quickly! all in all i think i got fucked by 20 or 25 guys that night, but my red head made it easy for me to take all the rest! my hole is wet right now just thinking about it!

Absolutely detest the phrase ‘man pussy’. I have an asshole not a pussy. I don’t want to be in the middle of a breeding and have my hole referred to as a pussy. Total turn off. It’s like watching a great movie when all of a sudden something ridiculous happens that takes you out of the moment, could be anything, a crappy line, shitty props, an obvious error that was overlooked, whatever. The point is know you’re audience. Some guys get off on being feminized. I do not. Breed my hole all you want. Get aggressive, call me a cum whore or a faggot but don’t equate my hole to what a female has to offer. I don’t want to think of whisker biscuit as I am getting buggered. I want to savor your smell and taste and the feel of your stubble or hairy thighs. If you call my hole a man pussy I will start thinking about women or my mom etc. which is not conducive to a great sexual experience for me.

Here comes the next one. A bit more raunchy then the first. Reminds me of some of the old short stories by “yourcummyass” like his ‘five minutes to aids” though I don’t think he wrote this one’ ==================================• Normally I don't choose to get bred by POZ guys. I'm sure I've been exposed to POZ seed because a lot of times I don't ask, I just take, but last week I invited a POZ daddy over who changed my life. I met this guy online from Gay.com and we started chatting in one of those no name side channels. He was very up front about his POZ status, but never mentioned meds or his VL, the way he talked to me always got me so horny I didn’t really think much about it and so I just kept chatting. He had no pictures, but he sorta sounded like the type of guys I like: 58, salt 'n' pepper, short, stocky, and potentially a good dick. Now, in truth he described his dick as "average"-- but he did say he was pretty thick and guys seemed to like that. I had been a horny pig all week to that point and taken about seven loads, so I figured why not make it eight? Acting on pure lust for a potential hot Daddy, I invited him over one night after work. He finally showed up and let's just say he was rough. It became obvious why he had no online pics. His face was scarred, and he had lots of tattoos. He was also visibly POZ, with a full crix belly and gaunt veiny legs. I felt my lust shaken and almost turned him away as my brain started to realize he must be dangerously infected with disease. Before I could close the door, he stopped me and stripped off his gym shorts. When he did, out popped a glorious, 7.5" uncut monster-thick cock thicker than my wrist. Lust once more overcame rational thought and I immediately started sucking him as best I could. After a few minutes we moved to my bed where this glorious POZ daddy demonstrated his love for eating ass. He had me straddle his face so he could tongue my neg boy pussy while I worshipped his veiny infected meat. After ten minutes or so, daddy took charge, pushed me on my back, lifted my legs, and told me I was gonna get it. He spit hefty amounts onto his cock and my asscrack, and then positioned his head at my hole. “Before we go further, you need to know why I picked you to be my Son. Ive been home to HIV for a long time and I need to pass it on to a new generation. My infected seed needs to live on so I want you to become my POZ son and become impregnated with my strain.” He said as I felt the pointed tip of his cock dribbling its tainted precum on my hole. I was so lost to lust at this point I couldn’t think of saying no. I knew somewhere I was about to take a Deadly disease into me and all I could think of was pleasing my new Daddy. "You ready, son?" he asked and I did a massive popper hit and nodded. “Good boy! Daddy is going to give you his POZ Babies! No turning back!” He said as that POZ meat punched into my guts and I fucking took it like the champion whore that I am. Honestly, I was a bit nervous because of his size, but damn if my hole didn't just open up and swallow him. It was probably because I'd taken so much other cock that week, but I also think it was also because I was so fucking turned on by this guy. Everything that at first seemed ‘Ugly’ tm me when I first saw him now seems hot, sexual and almost primal. Knowing his body was being ravaged by AIDS somehow turned from thing of disgust to a sexual power I wanted. I looked into his AIDS wasted face and now saw my future and boy did that turn me the fuck ON! The POZ daddy pounded the fuck out of me while my raging boner slapped on my belly- oozing a steady stream of precum. His big infected cock was becoming noticeably harder in my ass. It felt thicker and his head was stabbing my second ring with every thrust. I knew he was close. "You gonna let daddy pump his POZ Babies in ya, son? You gonna let your daddy knock you up with his TOXIC Infected baby makers?” He said as his body was shaking. Somehow I felt as if I was already infected as if my brain was becoming POZ moment by moment. I wanted-- no, needed-- to feel him finish inside me! "Yes daddy, I want it, do it POZ ME!!.” was all I said. "Oh, here it cums son! Gonna load you with my POISON swimmers! Going to make you Pregnant right… Fucking… NOW!” A few more deep thrusts and then daddy gave out a throttled cry. I could feel his thick meat pulsing rapidly inside me and I knew his AIDS cum was painting my guts. I came seconds later-- not even touching myself and fell back utterly spent.. looking at his AIDS Wasted body, I felt right then he was the most sexual man in the whole world. Meanwhile as if fueled by unnaturally powers, the POZ Daddy kept fucking my raw, sensitive hole for several more minutes as I recovered. “Just relax my new POZ Son, Daddy wants to make sure his seed gets worked in proper into your new AIDS womb“ he told me. When he pulled out finally, it felt like a fist was being pulled from my ass. The sensation was incredible. My hole was gaping and gobs of his load were dripping onto my sheets. Daddy gently fingered the load back into me. "Gotta make sure my seed infects you boy, Your Boy Pussy is now my POZ Pussy. Daddy wants you to take good care of his seed until you’re finally Pregnant with my POZ babies.” He said as he collapsed on top of me. His skeletal, thin wasted body feeling like the most powerful man ever. After about 10 min of just saying there and catching our breaths, he caressed my body and fixed his eyes to look deep into mine. “You must listen to me Son, I know I have told you that I have given my body over to be consumed by the Virus. That is my purpose. Now that I have found a new home, you must promise me to not do the same. You must live a very long life to keep my strain alive as long as possible. Once my Seed has germinated within you, you must go on meds to stay healthy.” I looked at him shocked, my brain still swimming from accepting a life altering virus into me. “One day you will find you own son and then and only then will you go off meds to pass on my legacy” he said, and at last I understood my new purpose. He stayed the weekend, fucking me several more times. Two weeks later I got the fuck flu and called him back to tell him I was finally Pregnant with his AIDS. It was the happiest day of my life.

Part 4: Bridge to depravity I was flying high. The guy was fingering my while I just laid there next to him. My ass was incredibly loose. I felt him deeply, like every sensation was elevated to a point where it was almost overwhelming. I loved the sensation, but I was craving dick. I wanted dick. I wanted to be used, abused, and filled. I was going to get more of what I wanted. “How long you here for? You got this place completely to yourself?” The guy was asking me questions, but I couldnt respond very well. I was too out of it. I just groaned something like yes, alone, and till Tuesday. “Good. We got time then.” He shifted off the bed, pulling his fingers out of my ass, and I heard him walk out of the room. I couldnt do much but lay there. I was too fucked up to do more. My soft cock was cold in my cummy jock, but I kept gyrating on the bed. I was cock crazed and wanted more. He returned a few moments later and he grabbed my arms roughly and spun me around. I was now laying across the bed, with my head slight over one side, and my legs and ass at the other end, pointing up. He slapped my ass hard. “Gotta get your ready for the rest of the day!” I felt him fasten something against my arms, then my arms being pulled roughly to the ground and then taught, like I was tied to the bed’s legs. Then he followed with the legs. I was now spead eagle, ass up, and tied to the bed. I couldnt fight if I wanted to and I wasnt particularly unhappy, but somewhere, my brain new I was now in very dangerous territory. But just as I thought that, I pictured Trev getting filled with raw stranger cock and I instantly felt electricity course through me. I felt purpose. I felt desire. I felt needed. The top walked around and shoved his softening cock in my mouth and placed his fingers in my ass again. “First one is almost here. I put your address up on a few sites. We are going to whore you out. I might as well make a bit of money off of this venture. Slut.” He pulled out of my mouth, grabbed my neck and jaw roughly, and then placed a cup up to my lips. “Open. Swallow.” I did. He poured a salty liquid into my mouth and I had no choice but to swallow. I gagged and coughed a bit, but I couldnt take much time for myself, as he shoved his dick right back in my mouth. As he did, I heard music start playing. The scene was set. I was going to be the druggy cumdump bottom for his wildest fantasies. I heard the doors open, followed by a voice. Things were hazy, I felt in and out of it. Time didnt seem to follow in a logical rational way. It felt like moments later I was being filled with a cock. I didnt even notice clothes being removed. I heard more voices. I felt cocks being removed, then put in, and it seemed like cocks were in rotation. I heard grunting and chatter between the music and other sounds. I felt really wet like my ass and crotch were soaked in fluids. I knew it was jizz, but I didnt care. I heard his voice next to my ear. “You are getting used by so many strangers. YOu have taken at least 5 loads already. How does that feel, slut?” I could only groan. Time went on like this for a while, until suddenly it seemed to be over. I was in and out of it. I noticed my hands were no longer tied, nor were my feet. I was free on the bed, but still blindfolded. I also didnt feel as fucked up. I felt warm and raw, but not high in the same way. I reached up and pulled my blindfold off. The room was mostly the same as when everything started, a few water bottles around and the bed was definitely messed up. Sheets were soaked and the room smelled of sex, but otherwise, things were okay. On the nightstand there was a piece of paper and a small bag. I opened up the paper. It was a message, presumably from the most recent top I invited over. “Hey slut, great job tonight. There are some treats in the bag and some money for your time. The guys loved you.Message me when you wake up for your next instructions. Dont forget. I know where you live and have copied a lot of your contact details. If you don’t message me and follow instructions, I am sending pictures of you getting used to everyone’s contact information. Mom, dad, friends, family, co-workers. Dont let that happen.” Wow, did things ever get out of hand. I could have left, I could have done something else, but I opened my phone and texted. “Hi, just waking up. What are my instructions?” Things have gotten way out of hand.

I'm showing my age, but you must have a Gladys Kravitz for a neighbor.

Monday after work I was cruising Grindr hoping to find dick. A guy I have been messaging is online and only 1500 feet away. His profile pic is just off his knee, and he’s married. So I figure he is sneaking around. I message him asking him if he’s hosting for a bottom in need of being used; I expect this to go nowhere but I really need to be a tops nut bucket. To my surprise he is hosting, in his rented storage unit. The sleaziness of the location makes my dick hard. I make sure he is down to fuck, and he reply’s “I have never fucked in here just a couple of below jobs, but I could bend you over and pound away” hoe could I turn that down. I get the address and tell him on on my way. As I’m walking there he gives me the access code and tells me to the the elevator to the 4th floor and go to 409. As I approach the door I reach into my pocket and take a long deep hit from my poppers. I open the door to the unit and my bull is sitting on a camp chair naked and stroking. He stands up to close the door completely (it didn’t latch on its own from the inside so he has it rigged up with binder clips. I can tell this was rented to be his secret set spot away from his husband. I’m turned on and drop to my knees to get this thick 7” in my mouth. I work this cock into my mouth and down my throat as I hear him moaning above me. I take a quick hit from the brown bottle and take off my shirt. Immediately I get back in his cock and throat it. He’s egging me on being a good verbal top. I stand up with his cock still ticketing my tonsils and take off my pants and expose my jock strapped ass. His hand goes to my hole, and I know it’s on. I did bring lube with me, but I think it’s hotter to take a cock with only spit. So I make sure to get get his pole covered with my spit, take a big hit of poppers and guide it into my tight hole. all I can hear behind me is him moaning about how tight I am, and I’m spreading my cheeks and working him meat all the way to the hilt. He finally bottoms out into my hole; and he takes over the fuck, building speed as he fucks me. All the while moaning and telling me how nice and tight my pussy is. I’m surprised it was so tight for him since I got fucked by 5 aggressive tops the day before. So I’m edging him on telling him how good his dick feels, and how much I want his cum. He rewards me with a HIGE load. Usually I just get thr top off and go home looking for more cum, but I was so tuned on I pull down the pouch of my jockstrap and get off on to the floor. I give him a kiss on his cock, tweek his nipples and walk out the door. What a great fuck.

Hey folks. I'm a Welsh lad who loves being a whore bottom on chems. Would love to meet for fun xx

Nah, this is false. There is no "memory" in the body on bacterial infections. The bugs are changing, but you aren't.

Had plans arranged last night for a threesome. Me, the friend who always tops me, and a sexy younger bottom who we were going to share. Alas the bottom backed out part-way through the day, so we reverted to our usual M.O. - my friend would pump 2 or 3 loads into me before sucking me off and swallowing mine. I was just about to leave the office for his place when he messaged to say that he had been called to a highway project where a fellow engineer hadn't shown up for work. It was an hour and a half in the wrong direction, so there went my plans! So what to do? The obvious choice was the only one on my mind: bookstore! I drove to one that wasn't too far from home, paid my entrance fee and went into the booth area. This place is different from the last one I went to: there is no public room, just row after row of booths, a lot of them with glory holes. There were not many booths in use, mostly guys milling around, so I took my chance. I went into a booth with a glory hole, started the video and waited, my little brown bottle making regular trips to my nose while I did. The booth on the other side of the glory hole had a door with a very distinctive creak when it moved, so it was easy to tell when someone was entering. It didn't take long before I heard it. Like Pavlov's dog, I took another huff, placed my fingers in the glory hole to indicate I was sucking, then got on my knees and placed by mouth at the opening. I didn't have long to wait. My lips were soon wrapped around a cock of average size and I went to town, sucking and slobbering. But then he pulled back! He must have been close to cumming, because he zipped up and left the booth. I flipped through the videos and found a good bareback one while I waited. After about 10 minutes the door creaked again. I watched through the hole as the new guy stood and stroked a while with the door open. My fingers and open mouth indicated I was there to be used, and once he got hard he shoved a meaty 7-incher through the hole and down my throat. My head was swimming from the poppers as I bobbed my head back and forth, sucking and licking and drooling on the floor while I worked that beautiful piece of meat. Through the fog I did notice, however, that someone kept opening the door to the booth I was in. I could only imagine the sight of a business guy in his work clothes, on his knees and servicing a stranger's cock. After a few minutes I was rewarded. I heard his breathing quicken and then he grunted as the slightly sweet, slightly salty taste of his cum coated my tongue. I swallowed greedily. No sooner had he zipped up and left than someone else entered the booth - the guy who had checked me out, perhaps? He didn't need much prep, just unzipped and took out his hard cock and then pressed it through the hole. I worked it like the dutiful slut that I am, and soon he too was coating my tongue. There was a lull after that. I heard the hinge next door creak a couple of times but any time I looked there was no one in there. So eventually I stopped the video and left the booth to wander around a bit. There were only two or three guys and they all stood in corners checking their phones. But after walking around a bit longer I noticed that a few more guys had arrived, and no one seemed to be going into the booths. So I went back to the one I had been using to try my luck one more time. I had fifteen minutes before I had to leave. I restarted the movie and waited. Sure enough, I heard the door creak, then the latch click and the lock engage. Another huff and I was on my knees, open mouth waiting at the hole. I stayed there for what seemed like a few minutes, but nothing happened. Peeping through I saw that he was facing the screen and stroking a nice-sized uncut hog. Was he bogarting the booth to be a dick and keep me from getting any more cock? I needn't have worried. As I watched he turned toward the hole. I quickly got my mouth back into position and as soon as I did he shoved it in. I worked the tip with my tongue while I worked my head back and forth. The drool poured from my mouth and onto the floor as I took him as deep as I could (without breaking my nose, of course). Before long his cock began pulsing against my lips and I tasted his cum. Once again I swallowed like a good cum dump. Satisfied, he zipped up and left. I hung around for a few more minutes to see if anyone else might enter in the little time I had left, but that was it for the evening. I left the video playing in the booth so maybe someone could pick up where I left off, and headed out into the cooling night. Four cocks, three loads in just over an hour - not bad. Next time maybe I'll see how they react to a clean, lubed asshole waiting at the glory hole instead!

The big thing for me is that literally the only gay thing I'm into is sucking dick. I find a lot of gay guys aren't that interested in bjs. They want to do a bunch more that I have no interest in. But married men. Nothing better for me. Especially when they have sons around my age. I wonder what they're thinking about when they're having me suck them off. Those are the ones that like to leave the lights on and really watch. Then the totally straight married guy. Wife stopped blowing him years ago. He craves being able to just sit back and have his cock pleased and load sucked out without having to do anything in return. They want a dark room no talking in and out thing. And they're way more inclined to follow through. They crave that bj so bad. One of the reasons I've been sucking so many cocks is I can't say no to a married guy that not getting head at home.

Yesterday (8th November) at Greenhouse sauna Luton by a lovely handsome top called Richard. Great cock and technique.

I never refer to my hole as a pussy or cunt and used to hate it when a guy called it that. But you get used to it and many seem to like it so why bother? If my top wants to call my hole a pussy, man pussy, cunt or whatever, and it turns him on be my guest! As long as you use it 😉

Love a guy that can shoot over and over. There aren't many of you out there. Used to have a fuck buddy that could cum up to 5 times in an hour. Just that one fuck buddy made my hole cum sloppy. I had another that always gave me 3 loads within an hour. Several times I'd time it on a friday or saturday evening before going to the bathhouse so I'd have a head start of several loads already in me before getting 1/2 dozen to a dozen more.

It's Halloween and I just turned 21 so I decided to celebrate by going to my first bar tonight. I have always been a good boy getting straight A's in school doing well physically going to the gym everyday so it helped to have a nice toned body that got me a lot of attention but I never acted on it. At 21 I was your typical blond hair blue eyed surfer type even though I never set foot on a board before. I spent all my time in the gym to get a tight body with a six pack and tight toned arms to go with it. All this went well with my dick and ass. I had a good 7 inches 9 when fully hard and with all the squats I do I have a well rounded bubble but that a lot I liked because I would see others checking it out when I walk by. Living in Ybor I had seen and heard of many places that cater to the gay crowed as well as the straight crowed and I never really defined myself as straight or gay because at 21 I am still a virgin and have only had experience with my hand. I have checked out both men and women that go to the gym I go to and thought both genders we attractive but can't decide which I like. I decided tonight was my night to find out. I picked out a costume and decided to go as zorro so I would have a mask on and no one would recognize me if I went to anyplace that my friends would go and be anonymous. I wasn't going to wear the shirt because I wanted to show off my body and underneath the pants I wore a kinky jockstrap that I found online with no front either. It was around 8pm and I decided it was time to head out for the night so I ordered an uber to take me to downtown Ybor where I could start my night. I picked the first bar at random and it was packed. There were all manner of people in costumes ranging from nice to very naughty and I was a bit scared. I went to the bar and ordered myself a drink. The bartender was an attractive man around my age with next to nothing on. I could see a pair of gold shorts on and a bowtie around his neck and nothing else. Seeing his body made me blush because it was much beefier than my own and it was shining from the lights and the body glitter he had all over himself. He smiled at me and chatted with me asking if it was my first time here and I nodded unable to use my words. He just chuckled and handed me a drink saying it was on the house. I thanked him and took a sip and he just winked at me and said he would hope to see me again tonight and went back to serving drinks to others. I turned around and leaned against the bar watching everyone dance, make out or bump and grind against each other. It dawned on me that my first choice of club was a gay club and I felt really comfortable and not at all shocked that some of the guys there had their cocks on the outside of their costumes and getting rubbed in public or the ocassianl fingers sliding in an exposed ass. I actually could feel myself getting hard in my jock. A few noticed as they walked by and more than a few slid their hands on it as they went by me and it felt great. I drank the rest of my drink and I flagged the hunky bartender down and asked for another. He smiled and said it looked like I was having a good time and nodded at the hard on I was sporting in my costume. I blushed again and nodded to him. He handed me another drink and said again it was on him and that any other drinks were on him for as long as I was there and if I wanted to keep the party going to be around when he got off shift and he would take me to where the real party would be. I told him sure and thanked him for the drink and took it with me as I went exploring through the club. I saw more and more acts of pleasure walking deeper and deeper in. I saw a wizard sucking an alien, a pirate rimming a doctor and a superman even fucking a batman and I was getting more and more turned on. All while walking through all of this I was being groped and I was completely at ease with it especially when I felt someone sliding their hands down my costume and playing with my hole. Their fingers were wet and it felt amazing making me groan a bit when they slid a finger in my hole. It hurt some since I never had anything in there before in my life but it soon became warm and pleasurable. I looked back and saw it was someone dressed as Captain America but instead of his costume he was completely naked and had his body painted as his suit. He looked amazingly toned like me standing about six feet tall and he had a huge hardon which looked about 10 inches long and as thick as a beer can. He smiled at me and added a second finger in stretching me open and I leaned back into him, lowering my pants and giving him more access to my ass. He licked my neck as he pushed more into me and whispered in my ear asking if I was having fun tonight. I yelped a yes as I felt his nails scrape me a bit and I said it hurt some. He apologized and slid his fingers out making me feel empty. I told him it was ok and asked him not to stop because it felt so good. He smiled at me and leaned down and kissed me which surprised me. His lips felt so soft and warm and his tongue made its way into my mouth. I mimicked what he was doing since this was the first time I kissed anyone let alone another guy. It felt so nice and right I was in total bliss. I didn't notice him slicking up his cock until he was sliding it up and down my crack pausing momentarily at my hole and applying slight pressure on it. I couldn't believe that my first time was about to be in this public club in front of all these people and the fact of it all was that this hunk was about to fuck me bare. I learned all about safe sex in school and what could happen not using a condom and what you could get. I was fearful for a moment and I think he could sense that from me. He paused for a moment and reached down for his shield that he set against the wall and I was relieved a bit thinking he was getting a condom that he set with it. He brought his arms around me and had an open little brown bottle that he brought up to my face. He opened it and held one side of my nose closed and held the bottle to the other side and told me to breath as deeply as I could and hold it. Needless to say I did so without second guessing and held my breath until he told me to let go and repeated the same with the other side. My head was swimming and my body heated up and all I could think of was getting this man's cock buried into my hole and with that thought I grabbed his cock and lined it with my hole and started to push back onto it not thinking again if it was wrapped or not. He knew what he did worked as he grabbed onto my shoulders and slowly start to ease into me letting my hole get used to him more and more until he was fully in. He reached up with the bottle again and I repeated what happened again feeling looser than when we first started and it took any discomfort that was there from this enormous cock away leaving me with nothing but pleasure. He slid out of me almost all the way and then went down to the Hilt again and again causing more moans out of me. We drew a crowd of other men watching us and the all were stroking their cocks enjoying the show before them. I was in pure lust mode and started to beg for the captions dick more and more. A cock presented itself to my face and I started to lick and suck it learning as I went on what seemed to feel great from the moans I heard and the more this man shoved in my throat. I shocked myself finding out that this man's dick went all the way down my throat with ease and my nose was buried into his pubes and this excited him and myself even more. I could feel his cock get harder after more and more he fucked my throat and I knew he was close to cumming and I debated whether I would pull off or not but the answer was given to me when he grabbed me by the back of the head and held me in place as he unloaded his cum right down my throat. I could feel the man that was fucking me start to get harder as well and for a moment I broke out of my trance and reached back to feel his cock and see if he had a condom on but when I felt it I didn't feel anything wrapping it which made me start to panic. I tried to pull away but the crowd was too dense. I couldn't and he sensed that and held my body and gave one final thrust and came so hard in my ass. His orgasm sent me over and I came at the same time as he did and it felt like it was the most powerful orgasam I ever had jerking off. I didn't even realize that my pants were pulled down and there was a guy with a cup collecting my cum in it. I was curious as to why they did that and the guy who collected it kissed me and told me I would find out soon enough. Captain america pulled out with a pop and he was soon replaced with another who was just as big as he was. He took no time in burying his cock into my ass to the hilt and just as the previous he pounded my hole with speed and again as before I reached back and felt no condom on him either. He also held up that brown bottle and as before my head was swimming causing me not to care about him with no condom. It didn't take this newcomer long before I felt him swell and add another load to the second. He held me hard and brought me in for a deep kiss and asked me if I was having a good time still. It took me a second but I recognized the voice and looked back. It was the bartender from earlier. I smiled up at him and said yes my first time has been amazing. He looked shocked and I said to him that this was my first time in a gay club as well as my first time having sex at all. Well shit he said your first time and you go to Ybors gay poz club? I looked at him shocked, not understanding what he was saying. He picked me up like I was nothing and carried me into a quiet place and explained that this club was a place meant for guys who were HIV positive and I already took two of the most viral guys here. I was so shocked, scared and for some reason extremely turned on. I never even thought of this before but now that it is happening my brain is telling me that this is what was meant to happen to me. I smiled and grabbed him and kissed him deeply and got to my knees and sucked a poz load out of this man and said to him let's go back out so all the tricks can have this treat. The End

Many years ago, a man picked me up took me to his home and fucked me on the kitchen table. After a while I noticed his teenage son watching. The father then said that when he's through the boy would practice on me. It was Fucking HOT.

As Craig was sucking . He’s phone started ringing. Craig stopped sucking Stan’s s dick. It was Jonathan. Craig answered. Naked and high. Jonathan called to say he misses him and can’t wait to see him in three days. Guilt took over Craig. Who after hanging up got dressed. ”Listen Stan. I’m sorry.” “It’s not your fault.” “I don’t know what I’m going to tell Jonathan” ”Don’t say anything. Nothing big happened.” “We got high and naked.” “Close to having sex, but stopped before anything could happen.” Craig nodded in agreement. “It will be our secret.” Stan said with a devilish grin. While both men were still standing in front of each other naked. After ten minutes of just staring at each other. Craig got dressed and left. When Jonathan got home from his trip. He started to make a move on Craig, who was feeling guilty about what nearly had happened between him and Stan. “Something wrong?” Jonathan asked. “No, just been busy with household projects.” Craig said. “ “well stop what you’re doing.” “Let’s go and take a “nap.” Craig was taken aback. Jonathan took Craig’s hand and led him to the bedroom. Jonathan started kissing Craig with passion. Soon naked. Jonathan positioned Craig on his back. Which surprised him. Jonathan was going to top him. Slowly Jonathan slid his dick into Craig’s hole. “Ahhh” Craig said in pleasure. In and out of Craig’s ass. Craig closed his eyes for a few moments and when he opened them. He briefly saw Stan fucking him and not Jonathan. Craig wasn’t sexually attracted to Stan. But yet let his mind drift to what it would be like to bottom for a lanky older man. Jonathan once again left for a business trip. Craig decided to see Stan. He told Stan about picturing him in bed. Stan said it was still the meth. It does take two or three days to fully leave your system. Stan then took out his pipe and started to light up. Then offering Craig a hit. Who took it. After smoking for awhile, Stan kissed Craig. In turn Craig started playing with Stan’s dick slowly unbuttoning his pants. Soon both men were naked. Craig took in Stan’s dick and sucking. “Oh you suck cock very nice.” Stan said enjoying it. “Let’s go into the bedroom.” Stan and Craig continue to smoke and make out. Stan got on his back took out a condom. and put lube on it and in Craig’s ass. Craig climbed on Stan’s hard dick. And started riding him. “Wait” Craig said. “Stan would you mind taking off the condom?” “I want to feel you inside me.” Stan without saying a word removed the condom. Craig being high was enjoying the incredible sex he’s ever had. Stan turned Craig over on his back and shot his poz loads into Craig’s ass. Stan dick twitched inside the young man’s ass. Then clasped on top of him out of breath. “I have a friend coming over.” Stan said to Craig, who was still enjoying the high and the sex he just had. “You want me to leave?” He asked. “No.” “Just stay naked and smoke some more.” There was a knock on the door. Stan went to answer it. He heard voices. Stan was talking with Teddy. An overweight small business owner that always made crude remarks about what he would do to Craig if he ever had the opportunity to fuck him. And now unfortunately for Craig. He was about to find out. ”Well Craig.” Teddy said. “I guess hell finally froze over.” Teddy put his hands into his pants and started rubbing his dick. Craig being as high as he was and as horny as he was didn’t even see it being Teddy. He was that out of it. Teddy was now completely naked and his 6 inch hard on into Craig’s mouth who just started sucking it. Stan was rubbing Craig’s hard on while fucking him on his side. Teddy removed his cock from Craig’s mouth. Stan got up and left them alone. Teddy unlike Jonathan and Stan. Who took their time in placing their dicks into Craig’s hole. Teddy was more forceful. So much that Craig yelled out. “I’ve been waiting on this ass for so long.” Teddy who was 56 years old weighing over 255 pounds was someone who didn’t get a lot of sex. And his personality didn’t help either. Teddy ran his hands all over Craig’s body who was starting to realize that it was Teddy who was inside him. Before Craig could say or do anything. Teddy shot his load into the young man. “You made my day. Craig.” “We will be doing this again real soon.” That way this stays our secret.” Otherwise your boyfriend is going to know what kind of slut you are.” “You understand me?” Craig with no choice sheepishly said “Yes.” Without another word Teddy got up and got dressed and left. Stan told Craig he should get tested. “What?” Craig said. “Why didn’t you tell me?” “You didn’t ask. And assisted I take the condom off.” Stan replied . “Shit. What will I do?” “Teddy’s blackmailing me into having sex with him.” “I maybe positive.” “What the hell do I tell Jonathan?” “He’s going to be angry and hurt.” “And it’s all my fault.” Craig confessed everything to Jonathan. Who was as hurt. Both men cried and fought. Months later. Craig and Jonathan went their separate ways. Craig got his hiv results and came back positive. He got help with his addiction.

I was eventually coerced into becoming a urinal by my Dom/Master that he'd empty his bladder into, then plug up with a tight fitting toy.

Part 7 As soon as I opened the truck door, I was hit with the smell of piss. Colt sat there in the driver's seat, shivering a bit. "Slide over bitch." I said, and Colt scooted over to the other side. "Do you have my clothes?" He asked. "You mean these?" I replied pulling his phone out of his jean's before tossing everything into the truck bed as I climbed in the cab. "Don't worry, you don't need them yet." Colt looked at me with confusion. "And don't worry, I also have these." I said as I dangled the keys in front of him. "Thank god." He breathed a sigh of relief. "Can you take it off now?" He asked. "Yea....I don't think so." I answered. "What do you mean, I have to keep wearing it?" "Yup, and the plug too, for as long as I say. I am your Master, remember slave?" I taunted him. He just broke out into a big grin. "Whatever you say Sir!" He giggled. "Oh it's not funny bitch!" I said as I slapped him across the face. I was really getting into this. "For the rest of the weekend, I own you. Got that slut?" I glared at him. "Yes Sir." He replied, more humbly this time. "That's better, now kiss me." I ordered as I grabbed the back of his head, pulling him into me. Our lips met and I could feel him melt into me. He radiated the smell of piss and b.o., but instead of being disgusted, it made my cock stir. It made me hot to have him smelling like the well used whore he was. We made out passionately for a few minutes before I pushed him off of me. "On the floor bitch!" I commanded him. "That's where slaves belong." "Yes Sir!" He replied as he scrambled to the truck floor. These next couple of days were going to be fun! I cranked up the truck and started driving. "So how do you feel slave?" I asked him. "Good Sir." He replied. "Sore. Can't imagine what I'm gonna feel like when I come down." "Well, that won't be for a while." I said, patting the goodies in my shirt pocket. "In fact, load us a fat bowl." I pulled out a baggie and a pipe. "But text your dad first." I said as I tossed him the phone. "Tell him your spending the weekend at my place." I smiled as Colt obeyed me without a word. Soon we were passing the pipe back and forth as we sped down the road. After a bit, I felt the urge to piss. "I gotta piss, slave." I announced. Colt replied, as if forgetting his current status, "I don't think we should pull into a gas station right now, Sir." "You stupid cumdump!" I admonished him as I slapped him hard. "Who said anything about a gas station? Now take my dick out and drink my piss!" Colt moved without another thought and popped open my fly, fishing my soft cock out and wrapping his lips around it. I let loose with my chem piss and softly groaned as his warm, wet mouth sucked down my every drop. What a good piss pig. "Um, Sir?" Colt began sheepishly. "I need to piss too." Well sure he did, what with all the piss he drank earlier. But if I knew Colt, I'm sure he had some empty bottles amongst the trash under the seat. I told him to dig around, and he managed to find an empty gatorade bottle. He placed his piss hole opening over the opening of the bottle and let loose, quickly filling it up. "Um, Sir?" He looked at me. "The bottles full and I still have to piss more." "Well, that is a conundrum now, isn't it slave? Guess you'll just have to empty the bottle. Now drink it down like a good little piss pig, then you can refill it." Damn I was loving my new superior position over Colt. He knew there was no point in arguing as he raised the bottle to his lips and chugged it down before quickly filling it up again. "Sir?" He began again. "I still have more piss in me." "Damn you've got a big bladder. Well, that sucks for you, cause we're saving that second bottle." I let him know. "I guess you'll just have to piss on your truck floor." "Yes Sir." He said reluctantly as he hung his head. I was surprised, I didn't think anything shamed Colt. But I smiled as he let go with the rest of his urine, which wasn't too much really, but enough that it collected in his floor mat, and he was forced to sit in it. Eventually we arrived at our destination. I had been scoping out leather shops and bookstores previously, and had found a leather shop that very obviously catered to gay men. We pulled into the dark parking lot, and thank goodness it was still open for another hour. It was only 11 PM. I hopped out of the truck and grabbed Colt's clothes from the bed. I opened the passenger door and pulled a naked Colt out into the night air. "Here." I said as I tossed him his jeans. He scrambled into them as I grabbed his Bowie knife from the glove box. I forced him to lean over the hood of his truck, arms spread wide. "These are not nearly slutty enough for a whore such as yourself." I said as I pierced the denim with his knife. In just a few moments, I had turned his wranglers into a pair of Daisy Dukes, short enough to see the bottom of his ass cheeks, and a tiny bit of his junk too. I kept his big belt buckle on him, I liked that. Then I tossed him his boots, no socks, and I quickly sliced his shirt into a makeshift bandana and wrapped it around his neck. Then I plopped his cowboy hat atop his head and stood back to enjoy my handiwork. My dick stirred as Colt looked just like one of those Tom Ford pictures, the nearly naked muscled cowboy. I made him strike a few poses as I snapped pics on my phone. Then we entered the shop. It was late, so there was only one other customer in there, besides the two men behind the counter. I told Colt to walk around the store and check things out as I walked up to the counter. The first guy was middle aged, graying beard, bit of a belly. The other guy was older, bald, skinny, with copious amounts of body hair, fully displayed beneath the leather vest he wore. I approached the first guy. "You guys got ID's?" He asked. "Gotta be 18 to be in here." I pulled out my wallet and showed him. "Just barely I see. Him too?" "Yea, he's 18 too." I replied. "Ok, I'll believe you." He said. "What can I do for you boys?" "Well, first, I was wondering if you could recommend a motel close by. Nothing fancy, the sleazier the better." The guy laughed a bit. "Oh yea? You guys smell like a couple of dirty rest stop bathrooms. Lookin for a place to parTy, are we?" "Yup. We've been at it a few hours, getting nasty, and we need a place to continue for the weekend." "Oh yea, now what kind of nasty have two sweet faced cowboys like you been up to?" "See my whore over there? He's taken 18 loads tonight. All in his slutty jock pussy. He's been double fucked and fisted." "Bullshit." Said the counter guy. "I can prove it." I said, pulling out my phone. I showed him some pics and bits of video I had taken. " Sorry I can't show you right now the double fucking or the fisting. I was involved in those. But that whore has a big fat plug up his hole right now. Come here slut!" I called to Colt. He had been talking to the customer who was a short, portly man. He sauntered over and stood next to me. "Here, feel." I said as the clerk walked from behind the counter. I took his hand and slid it into the rear of Colt's shorts. I could see him run his hand around the plug, using his finger to trace Colt's anal ring and feel just how big it was. Colt moaned softly as he was inspected, and my cock got hard from treating Colt like a piece of meat.The clerk then put his other hand on Colt's crotch. "Nice." Said the clerk. "Still caged. Good slut. So you said you boys wanted to continue this party?" "Yup, this whore's ass is still open for business. Interested?" "Hell yea." Said the clerk. "Prime buck like him? I know my partner would be too. We could join you after we close. Hey Tony, come here." He said to the other clerk. "That your partner?" I asked. "Oh, no. My partner's at home. But Tony and his partner might be interested too." "The more the merrier." I said. "My bitch will take any cock I tell it too." I could see Colt blush slightly as we talked about him like the object he was. But I knew the slut loved it. "So what's up?" Asked Tony. "Kinda heard a bit. You boys looking for some action?" "Yup." I said. "This sluts already been busted wide open tonight. But the whore wants more. Don't you whore?" "Yes Sir." Replied Colt with a smile. "Tell the men what you want, bitch!" I ordered him. "I want cocks and cum in my slutty teenage jock pussy, Sirs!" He proudly declared. I smiled in approval. "Well, it certainly is an eager young beaver, isn't it?" Said Tony as he slipped his hand into the back of Colt's shorts, feeling the fat plug back there. "Oh yes, nice. I'm sure my partner will agree. It's been a while since we had such a hot young toy to play with." "Tell you what," I started, "give me your numbers and I'll text you when we check in. And feel free to invite anyone else over that you think might be interested." "Will do." Said the first clerk. "Between Tony and me, we should be able to find some more willing participants. My names Earl, by the way." The two clerks gave me their numbers and I texted them both some hot pics of my slave. "Feel free to share these with anyone you wish." I said. "This piece of trash has no shame." "Obviously." Laughed Earl, as Tony went to ring up the only other customer. "Go ask that man if he wants to join our party." I instructed Colt. He obediently walked right over and asked the man. "Would you like to come over and fuck me as well?" Colt asked him directly. This flustered the man who probably never had such a hot man proposition him in his life. "I can't." He stammered. "I have to get home to my wife." "How about a blow job then, real quick in the parking lot?" I interjected. "My slave has had 18 loads in his cunt, but as yet hasn't swallowed one tonight. I'm sure it's thirsty for some cum." "Ok." He said as he picked up the magazines he had purchased. "Let's go then." Colt and I followed him out side. "Be right back." I said to the two clerks as they were already both on their phones texting. I smiled as I watched my hot slave follow the trollish guy outside. We walked around the back of the building where there was a big ole trash dumpster. Perfect, I thought to myself self. Trash by the trash. The man leaned against the wall as Colt dropped to his knees, unbuttoning the man's pants. My dick got rock hard again as I watched my hot fucking muscle cowboy slave bury his face into the man's belly and started slurping away. The man gripped Colt's shoulders as his mouth dropped open in ecstasy. Colt sucked him as hard as he could and in about two minutes the man was pumping a load of his troll cum right into Colt's hungry mouth. Of course I filmed the entire thing. After Colt had sucked down every drop of cum, the man quickly buckled back up, mumbled a thank you, and got in his car and quickly got out of there. I walked over to Colt and stood him up pushing him against the wall. I kissed him hard and deep, tasting the cum of the troll. "God damn you're such a nasty piece of trash." I said as I slapped him across the face. We went back inside and quickly picked out a wide variety of toys, leather items and bondage gear, quickly dropping two grand of the money Colt had just made. Then we headed over to the sleazy hotel we had been recommended. It was perfect. Dingy with a musty oder to it, and close to a truck stop. The ideal environment for my nasty slave. I wasted no time texting our new friends and both quickly replied saying they would be over shortly and had rustled up some friends to join. I smiled in anticipation of Colt getting used more and more. It wasn't long before Earl texted that he and his partner John were on the way. I took this time to prepare Colt with another bump. My dick got hard as I had Colt lay back on the bed. I pulled out the plug, marveling at the rosebud before me. I tied off his bicep and slowly slid my throbbing cock into his angry red hole. Then I inserted the needle into his bulging vein. My cock throbbed deep inside of him as I pushed down on the plunger. I released the band as Colt reacted to the rush going through his body. Then I wrapped my arms around his trunk like thighs and power fucked him for all I was worth. "Oh yeah, take that you fucking WHORE!" I snarled. "This is where a piece of slut trash like you belongs. On your back in a sleazy motel, high as fuck and taking cock. And you're gonna take ALL the cock I can find for you this weekend. You're gonna fucked so hard, stretched wide open, and filled with so much cum you won't be able to go to school come Monday. I'm going to turn you into a bigger whore than you ever thought possible!" Colt just laid there beneath me, mumbling as I plowed him. "Yes Sir! Fuck me Sir! I'm your whore. I love you so much Master. Please use me as you wish!" "Don't worry your pretty whore head about that! You are nothing more than a worthless faggot cumdump, and that's exactly how you're going to be treated!" I pounded Colt non-stop for a good ten minutes before there was a knock on the door. "Doors open!" I shouted. It swung open and Earl and John walked in decked out in full leather. As soon as I got a look at them, I let out a loud groan and dumped another hot load into the hungry hole beneath me. Then I pulled out, spit on his face and slapped him. "The whore's all yours gentlemen." I said to our guests. "His holes are open for business. No limits."