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It was late spring Sunday afternoon in 2001, and I had been away with work for almost an entire week. I was tired, and in need of a shower after a long flight when I got back to my apartment, but instead of hitting the shower, I went straight for gay.com. My inbox was empty, and I was about to log off when an instant message popped up - it was Doug. Doug and I had met online about a year ago, and truly hit it off... conversationally, that is. He was a very good looking, if you were into daddy types. He was also a 57, tall, sexy eyes, nice, strong body with a hint of a pot belly, and TOP. I had never been fucked before, but had been fantasizing about it for years, and knew I was a bottom. I was up front and told him I had never been fucked and that I wanted my first time to be with someone special... and raw. His profile was very clear about the fact that he was HIV+ and hated condoms. And that's how it went for over a year: I liked him, and he liked me, but we would just be friends, because he was POZ, I was NEG. I'd always tell him "it's too bad you're poz because..." and I'd finish with something completely stupid, and he'd always say something like "I would never bareback you" because of some BS propriety or political correctness. Somehow though, whenever we chatted online or on the phone, we ended up talking about barebacking and how powerful and intimate it is to be bred with another man's load. But it was. "Hi Kriss!" his message said. For some reason he always spelled it wrong, but for some reason it didn't bother me a bit. "Hi Doug!" we chatted and he asked if I would ever want to meet. "We've been talking for over a year, and I think it'd be nice to finally meet. I really like you Kriss" I declined and said I was tired, and needed a shower, and a bed. That's when he said "I have both. Why not come by just for a drink? Besides it would be nice to finally meet who it is I've been talking to for a year" I caved. I DID like him and had fantasized being fucked by him HUNDREDS of times, but I also knew nothing would happen. He was POZ, after all and I was neg. It was already dark, and what was usually a five minute drive seemed to take 20 minutes due to some mishap on the road. The slow traffic gave me time to think about all the times we had told me how much he loved to be inside a man raw and give him his load, and how he knew I would know what he meant when I met the right man. I was rock hard by the time I had pulled up at his address. He'd told me he would be waiting outside because the buzzer to his apartment was broken. I saw him from far away and couldn't help but think he was every bit as hot as I had made him out to be in my mind, and more. As I walked towards him in the dimly lit parking lot, I saw him smile, and suddenly became very self-conscious at the wet spot my still-hard and leaking cock had made on my jeans. I blushed and looked down sheepishly and he smiled broadly, opened his arms, wrapped his strong arms around me, then lifted my chin to look into my eyes and said "Hi Kriss... we finally meet!" And promptly deeply kissed me. His tongue entered my mouth and gently swabbed my own as though to say "I've been expecting you." I threw my arms around his neck, pressed up against him and again became aware of how badly my cock was leaking for this man. The beautiful kiss lasted a while and when he withdrew, he smiled, and slid his hands down my chest to the front of my jeans and said "let's get you out of these sticky jeans and take care of you." The ride up the elevator seemed to take forever; I was weak kneed from the kiss, but also nervous, not knowing was going on. Was this going to be a purely social exchange? Purely sexual? Or a combination of both? I was aching inside because of what I knew I wanted, and finally meeting this amazing daddy-type man, but again, nothing could happen because he was POZ and I was neg. As he closed the door to his apartment behind us we kissed deeply again. This time he was more forceful. His strong hands grabbed my ass as he pushed me against his door and invaded my mouth with his tongue. Outside his kiss was welcoming and friendly. His tongue was now exploring my mouth. I was taken aback but for every degree of nervousness, it seemed there was like measure of blood rushing towards my engorged cock. This man wanted me, and I wanted him. I fell to my knees in front of him and deftly undid his belt buckle and button fly to reveal his majestic daddy cock. It was not yet fully hard but it was rapidly rising under my gaze. As I opened my mouth, I glanced-up at Doug. His eyes ordered me to swallow him whole. As his cockhead disappeared into my gullet, I saw his eyes roll back as I wrapped my lips and tongue around his veiny shaft and slid my head towards him. However, before I reached the root of his shaft, he stopped me and said "let's get more comfortable." We disrobed and I eyed him up and down, seeing a strong chest and round abs, his legs were strong too, and his entire body was, in a way I'd never seen before, very vascular. In a word he was beautiful. He sat me down on his couch and took his spot in front of me and said "Now, I want you to show me how much you like sucking daddy's cock." He slowly pulled my head back onto his now fully hard cock. I obliged and swirled my tongue around every bit of him until he buried his cock deep in my throat. I felt his head pop past my tonsils and the taste of his precum suddenly sprang to life in my mouth, complemented by the manly smell of his bush. As I was about to begin gagging he withdrew again and bent down to kiss me. Harder even then last time he invaded my mouth and throat with his tongue, letting me know he was in charge, and that I wasn't in control of the situation. That was true, but I also knew that I was in control of my actions. We both knew nothing could happen, because after all he was POZ and I was neg. Suddenly, in one motion, I felt his hands lock around my ankles as he pulled me onto my back, and saying "Daddy Douglas likes boy precum," he bore down on my cock again and again. Even as I trembled from the beautiful blowjob I was becoming increasingly nervous. His hands held me pinned, spread-eagle as he stopped sucking my cock and felt his wet lips and tongue slide over my full balls down towards my hole. Even as he stretched my legs apart wider than I knew they could go, his hands slid down my legs towards my ass. Doug looked hungry and determined as his hands pried apart my ass to reveal my virgin hole. I saw in him a weakness for my hole, as though it was something he needed, not wanted. That's when I felt his beard against my cheeks and his wet tongue caress against my hole. I had never experienced being rimmed, but needless to say it didn't take getting used to. I was in ecstasy as he worked ate my virgin ass. My cock heaved and throbbed as his tongue slid further and further into my hole. I was beyond thought - I was in another universe, and couldn't imagine going back to life before that first instant when I felt his fingers join his tongue inside me. I gasped for a brief second of pain, but soon was writhing in pleasure again. Doug resumed my inaugural rim-job as I suddenly realized my legs were lowering. He looked up at me as though wondering what was going on. In truth I didn't really know myself. As though in a trance, I took his hand and lead him directly into his bedroom, not knowing his apartment but somehow sensing that was where we needed to be. I climbed atop his bed on all fours and buried my face in his pillows. I didn't look back, nor did I have to wait to see that Doug was climbing behind me. He knocked my knees apart with his knees, spreading me wide. I felt his hands ever so gently steady my hips as, for the first time, I felt his cock head touch my freshly rimmed hole. That jolted me out of my submissive state as I became overwhelmed with fear. What was I doing? I was neg and Doug was POZ! Sensing my sudden change the gentle hands on my hips became like vise-grips as he folded down onto my back. He grabbed my wrists, and suddenly I realized that I was completely under his control. Doug whispered into my ear "Don't fight this, Kriss" which was exactly what I did. I panicked as I felt the pressure of his thick cock head increase as he bore down on my hole, his body controlling my range of motion, and as he was much bigger and stronger, my resistance was essentially futile. "It's been a year, Kriss" he whispered and licked my ear. His cock continued his advance into my hole ever so slowly. "I know what you want Kriss," he hissed "you're just afraid to come out and say it." "No" I cried, acutely aware his advance into my body wasn't stopping. At this point I could feel his whole head inside me, and my eyes were wide open as tears streamed onto his pillow as I tried in vain to escape my fate. I could only think of him as some kind of poison, something sinister. I betrayed what I had fantasized about so many times. "You know you want it Kriss. You've always wanted it" he whispered in my ear again. "But you're POZ, I'm neg!!" I whimpered, to which he replied "There's no poz and neg here Kriss, only me and you." I suddenly stopped panicking as I felt Doug let go of my wrists slowly and pull his cock head from my nearly open hole. A sudden and unnatural moment of loneliness came over me, then immediately subsided as again I felt his gentle but firm hands on my hips. The sudden emptiness I felt made me gently back onto his cock head which I could feel waiting for me. Slowly he began to push and the hard leaky cock I had when I arrived was back. I felt him push harder and harder until, in an instant, I felt myself relax thought and Doug's waiting POZ cock slid deep inside me. He held my hips, raw cock buried inside my guts for what seemed like hours. I had never felt so complete in my life, and wanted to experience every bit of his vein-laden shaft. I was still nervous but in a new world now as I felt his hips begin to rock back and forth. Finally I felt a man's cock so deep inside my hole, felt it withdraw completely, and plunging right back into me. I could feel Doug's cock plowing into my tightness. "Fuck yeah" I heard him moan as he continued to grind in and out of me. With each stroke, he picked up pace, ramming me with increasing regularity and force. I became more excited as his low-hanging balls began to slap, something I'd heard and seen before in porn, but never actually heard. I began to buck back to meet his thrusts, sweating profusely, just as he was. Suddenly he pushed my neck and face back into the pillow and lay down flat on my back. Panting and barely able to make out words, he said in my ear "Kriss, tell Daddy what you want." "Fuck me.... fuck me.... fuck me... fuck me" I moaned as he pounded ever harder into my now well-tenderized hole. Again he hissed "Tell me what you want, Kriss." "Fuck me harder Daddy! Fuck me Daddy! Fuck me Daddy!" I moaned over and over. "Tell me Kriss. Tell me you want Daddy's POZ cum. Tell me, Kriss!" he hissed again. "Breed me Daddy!" I moaned "Give me that POZ load!" Doug instantly began mercilessly slamming into me, as I felt his hard poison shaft thicken and tear deeper and deeper into my guts. I hadn't realized it was possible to be so violently entered, yet feel so much like a man."Take... this... POZ... load... Kriss" he growled into my ear through his panting and gasping for breath, and with one final thrust, buried his shaft deep inside me, tightened his grip on me, and, as I felt every muscle in his body lock-up, his cock spasmed, sending rope after rope of his POZ seed into my body. I could feel a warmth inside my ass that felt so erotic and forbidden, my cock instantly began unloading my neg load into the sheets below me, only to finish and be outlasted by Doug's climax that was just beginning to taper off. The warmth I felt inside with the first blasts of cum now became a scalding fire as Daddy's cock again began to slowly piston in and out of my ass. His pulsating cock softened just slightly, making me realize just how tender my hole was, and allowing his cum to start leaking out as he continued to work his load into my guts. He had collapsed on me but I felt safe under his weight. His cock finally sliding out of me, as he drifted to sleep, I felt my hole close up, and trapping my first POZ load inside my body. As we lay together I wondered whether I was just another fuck, or if it meant something more to him. After all, he was POZ... and now, I was also.

Chapter 17: Flu Season It wasn't even 2 weeks before I noticed a rash on my hands. My partner and I had fucked several times in the woods recently just for a change of scenery and I thought I had poison ivy. I was also feeling fatigued, but just attributed it to my heavy school schedule and my partner breeding me 2 or 3 times daily. We both knew what I wanted, or should I say needed, and we worked our hardest at achieving our ultimate goal. One night, I broke out in profuse sweats. My partner sensed that something was wrong, and jumped into bed with me. I told him I felt like shit, and he smiled and said baby, I think you are pregnant. Your body is reacting to my HIV which is starting to take over your body. He kissed me and said don't worry, it shouldn't last for long, maybe a week or so. As crappy as I felt, I told him to breed me. Let's make sure it's the fuk flu and not just a bad cold. He fucked me for like 45 minutes before breeding me. He fell asleep with his still hard cock in my ass. That next morning he woke me and said he made an appointment for me with the doctor. The doctor was overjoyed to see us, and immediately drew a blood sample from my arm. He laughed and said he called it a pregnancy test for guys! The doctor then felt my lymph glands, and he said that along with the other symptoms it was a good sign that I was seroconverting. He advised us that it would take a day or so for the blood work, but that we should continue to fuck, regardless of how bad I felt. We laughed and said what do you think we did last night?

Abstaining and not touching your dick at all will definitely make being a bottom more intense. I started having problems keeping a erection after getting covid so I decided to just go full bottom. Problem was I couldn't never cum with just my hole, so i decided to not touch my dick for pleasure. instead when ever I was horny I'd just play with my hole, use a dildo, and of course get fucked. After a week and a half I was able to cum with just my hole and light occasional tugging on my dick, after a month I can cum without touching my dick at all and sometimes I even cum when soft. Now I only let myself cum if it's from a real dick and it's been some of the most intense sex I've ever had. So if you want the best bottom experience you can have, rewire your brain to only seek pleasure from dick

It’s not that free speech is a myth - it’s that so many people in American society now misunderstand the concept of ‘freedom’. Freedom isn’t the right to do or say whatever you want whenever you want. Freedom is the right to act responsibly without interference. The problem arises because so many people now speak and act completely irresponsibly. Threatening to harm people is not responsible speech in a civil society, and naturally doesn’t fall under the category of ‘freedom’. It’s reckless and antisocial behavior. Of course the FBI checks it out, and we want them to.

Part 11 My heart was pounding and my stomach was in knots realizing what I had just asked Drew to do. What I had just given him permission to do. I was scared as hell of the pain that I knew I would feel when he first entered me. Pain Kevin had said was intense. Pain he'd said would turn to pleasure. I hoped it didn't take long to feel the pleasure. Maybe I can still back out, I told myself. Before anything happens. He'd stop if I asked him to, wouldn't he? I was just about to tell Drew I'd changed my mind. That I didn't think I could go through with it. Then Ryan was slipping the stem of the glass pipe between my lips and like a trained pet I automatically started drawing the smoke in, needing it to calm my fears and nerves. As I sucked harder than I think I had before I felt Drew's fingers circling around my hole. He had his eyes locked on mine, his young handsome face smiling widely, a smile of animal hunger, of sexual energy, and of what I would later realize was a look of victory. “Yeah, daddy, smoke yourself up good. Let the fuck smoke feed your hunger for what you need your son to give you. What all of us can give you. But I'm going to be the first. My cock will be the first one in your ass. Just like it was the first one in your mouth. Your son's cock.” I exhaled an unbelievably huge cloud and was lost in Drew's words and the feeling of his fingers pushing against my tight hole. The thought of telling him I'd changed my mind was completely gone. I wanted him inside me. “Oh yes, boy. I want to feel your cock inside me. My son's hard dick taking my cherry ass. Please son do it. Please!” I moaned, and then gasped as I felt Drew's finger begin edging in. “What kind of ass daddy?” he asked in a deep sensual voice as his finger moved just a bit deeper past my anal ring. I gazed at him unsure of what he meant. “My cherry ass,” I repeated. I felt Drew begin rotating his finger back and forth just as I felt Ryan's lips begin sucking on one of my hard nips. I arched my back and heard Drew say, “Your cherry cheating married ass, daddy. Right? You want your dirty partyed-up cheating married ass fucked and bred by your own son. Isn't that right daddy?” “Oh fuck yesss! I need my cheating married daddy ass fucked! I need it fucked by you son! Take it boy. Make me know what it feels like!” Drew pushed his finger deeper still as Ryan started using his teeth on my sensitive nip. I was moaning in total heat and squirming on the table beneath me. Then Drew's finger was suddenly gone. I groaned and asked him to put it back in me. “I will daddy. But let's hit the pipe again first okay?” I eagerly agreed and started to sit up. “Just stay on your back daddy. Hey Kevin, see my shorts there on the ground? Yeah right there. Pull that baggie out of the pocket and bring it here. We want to make sure we have enough,” he laughed looking at me as Ryan was once again feeding the pipe to me. “Isn't that right, daddy? We don't want to run out of the smoke while you're getting your first ass-fucking, do we?” I exhaled a thick white cloud and anxiously answered him. “No, no we don't. It makes me feel so horny. It makes me want to do everything with all three of you.” “That's the idea buddy,” Kevin said as he handed the full baggie to Drew then leaned down to kiss me. “The smoke makes everything better and nastier. It'll definitely make your first fuck easier to take.” I laid there, my head on the table and my eyes closed, feeling the sexual urgency grow stronger as the smoke took more and more control of my body and mind. Then, my eyes flew open and I moaned in extreme pleasure and surprise. Drew had dropped to his knees and was expertly and aggressively eating out my ass, pushing his tongue deep into my hole. “Oh..oh gawd yessssssss son!” I yelled out. “Eat my hole! Fucking eat my married ass! Oh damn you're making daddy feel so good baby! Ah fuck yeahhhhhhhhh!!” As I felt Drew pushing my legs up and back I felt the table move as someone climbed onto it. I opened my eyes to see Kevin standing over me jacking his hard man-dick and grinning at me lewdly. “While Drew's eating your ass buddy, how about you eat mine some more? I bet there's still some of Ryan's cum in there for you to felch out and swallow.” “Fuck yeah! Sit on my face you fucking stud! Give me that ass and the cum in it!” As Kevin began to lower himself I reached up and grabbed his hips bringing his ass down to my mouth and noisily started feeding on his hairy hot daddy ass!! I licked and sucked on his hole, pushing my tongue inside and hoping to taste more of Ryan's cum. Ah yeah, there it is! I moaned in satisfaction and eagerness as I tasted the young stud's seed on my tongue before swallowing it to join what I'd eaten earlier. At the same time I was going crazy feeling the sensations Drew's thick wet tongue was making my ass feel. At that moment everything centered on my mouth and my ass hole, and the intense pleasure they were receiving from these two sexy men. Then, even though I was lost in all that we were doing, I became aware of a burning in my ass. I tried to ignore it but it grew quickly and was replacing the pleasure Kevin's ass and Drew's tongue had been giving me. I pushed up on Kevin's asscheeks and pulled my mouth from his spit-soaked hole. “Oh fuck man! It's burning! What's wrong? Why is it burning so bad?! Please make it stop!”, I pleaded. I looked down my naked sweaty body and saw Drew standing up between my legs again, smiling at me, one hand stroking his hard meat and the fingers of his other hand caressing the edges of my wet hole. “It's okay daddy”, he said. “Nothing's wrong. It'll stop burning in just a minute or two. I slid a couple small pieces of the shards we've been smoking inside your ass. It's called a booty bump. Doing it that way gets it in your system quicker and increases your need for more fun and helps you give into it all even more.” Ryan was on the table sitting next to me and rubbing a hand across my chest and abs. “And it'll make it a lot easier for you to take your first dick,” he said in a husky whisper. His hand caressing me and Drew's fingers gently circling my hole felt so good, and I realized the unpleasant burning had eased up. In fact it was almost gone. And in the same instant that realization hit me, I realized there was another feeling coming to life in my hole. A new burning. But this wasn't a painful burning. Instead it was a burning and growing hunger in my ass. A need to have something inside me. I groaned deep in my throat and spread my legs wider. Opening my eyes I looked at Drew and saw the grin on his face widen. “Yeah, you're feeling it now daddy, aren't you? You need something don't you?”, he asked, slipping two fingers inside my dripping hole. “Yes! Fuck yes son! I need you to fuck me! I need your cock in my hungry cheating married ass! Please son! Fuck me! Fuck your daddy!!” “That's what I wanted to hear, daddy,” Drew said in an almost sinister tone. I felt the pressure of his cockhead pushing against my never-before breached hole and then the unimagined pain as Drew, my son, began to give me my first fuck! (more on the way)

I loved the feeling of being naked, restrained and swinging in the sling, surrounded by 7 sexy hunks with their focus on me; but, mostly, I was jacked beyond belief to be in this vulnerable state in front of a half dozen cameras. For the first ten minutes all seven guys just stood around me caressing my entire body. I had never felt so desired for all the sex I'd been having. The gorgeous gorilla of a bear was the first to approach my ass with his thick beefy fingers. Surrounding and tracing my hole as the others caressed me my ass hunger grew. About the same time the tallest slimmest guy sucked my entire hard cock down his throat. I was barely able to register this when my head was turned and the cutest cubs six inch cock was offered to my lips. Of course I sucked it in balls deep. From there, man after man rimmed and tongue fucked my ass. They also took turns sucking me and offering me their delicious assortment of throbbing dicks. I lost track in this merry go round of pleasure, but, I expect everyone of them took their turn at every position. Gorilla bear was back tongue fucking me when I had to speak. "Just fuck me already, please." As he stood and teased my hole with his raw cock head his deep voice resonated in my chest. "So you want me to breed and poz you? You do know I have a mega high viral load?" "No I don't want you to poz me. But I need your big raw cock in me. I need you to fuck me, fuck me now, please !" As the mushroom head penetrated my hole his resonant voice again. "You know now I'm in I won't pull out, no matter what you say. " "Fuckin A man. I don't want you to pull out. Breed me, fill me with your poz cum. " "So you do want me to infect you?" "Just give it your best shot man." With that he was balls deep and proceeded to pound my ass like it had never been abused before. Four of the guys steadied the sling for the next 10 minutes. "Is your negative ass ready cum slut?" "Fuck yeah man. Breed me." I had totally forgotten what he would be pumping into my battered guts. I just needed the fulfillment of bringing this gorilla bear to climax. I needed his load painting my intestines. I needed his fuck onslaught to end. He pushed in even deeper than I thought possible and rope after rope of his toxic cum blasted deep into me. When he had captured his breath back, softened and fell out of me the incredibly cute cub dove in to eat out my freshly seeded ass. The tall slim guy was next to enter my hole with his long slender cock. It was a relief to host a smaller cock and to be treated to a good but less intense fuck. With his buddies all cheering him on and encouraging him to poz me it wasn't long until he let me know he was close. "Where do you want my toxic poz load bitch?" "Fuck you know bud. Breed me, shoot inside. " As I felt seven volleys of hot toxic seed he grunted. "Infecting ... you ... now! Damn ... that feels so fuckin good. " As he pulled out the cub was back at my hole with his mouth. He feltched out a mouthful and was soon snowballing it to me. It tasted fucking amazing. I guess they decided what was left of the two loads in me would be enough lube because the remaining four of the remaining five proceeded to fuck me, about five minutes each but without cumming. These fucks were each unique and enjoyable in there own ways but I was getting impatient to bring a guy to climax, to reward my hole with yet another batch of cum. I expressed this impatience to the next guy in my hole. He was a blonde blue eyed gym bunny Adonis. He was used to being worshipped and clearly not happy with my expressing impatience. His fuck was slow, deep and deliberate. At first my impatience grew but eventually I clicked into his need to be worshipped like some ancient God. I began to lovingly caress his strong chest , arms and peach fuzz ass. I began to tell him how beautiful I found him. "I could gaze on your beauty raw fucking me all day." This was received with a cool grin. That's when his buddies lost patience and told him to finish up already. Gorilla bear stepped up behind the Adonis and from the delighted grimace on my tops face I deduced that he to was now getting fucked. The intensity of the double train fuck increased exponentially and without a word Adonis was seeding my ass. My third toxic load. Next to penetrate my sloppy ass was a guy covered in tattoos from head to toe. Even his hard cock was tattooed with a scorpion poised to sting. He had the requisite biohazard tattoo on his groin but also on the back of his shaved head. Even his face was populated with a variety of tattoos. I had never seen so many on one body. At first I felt a bit repulsed but as his eight inch medium thick cock drilled deeper and deeper into me my attitude shifted. The mass of tattoos seemed perfect for this stud. I felt privileged to have his scorpion cock emerge and disappear into me. I began to think, 'fuck, sting me hunk!' As if he heard my thoughts he voiced "Ready for my toxic poz sting?" "Breed me tattoo man, poise my ass with your scorpion cock!" He went off like a wild animal. Pounding and blasting into me for what felt like the next 10 minutes. He collapsed on top of me and seemed to take forever to recover his breath. Adorable cute cub was quickly feltching my hole and I received two snowballs this time. They must have figured with the amount of toxic cum dumped in my wrecked ass that some could be used for other raunchy purposes. My fifth top had a very average dad body sporting a definite beer ponch. His cock also was average, but not his fuck. He just drove in balls deep and moved directly into the hardest most brutal fuck of the lot. This had proceeded for twenty minutes without let up. We were both dripping in sweat. The other guys kept cheering him on as they stroked their own hard ons. Tattoo guy and tall slim guy shot their second loads to lube the dad cock pulverizing my hole. The relentless onslaught continued and something in me snapped. I had been frightened of this seemingly crazy toxic gang bang; but until this moment I still believed that I could emerged unscathed. Every cell inside me now collapsed into the deep fear that I had gone too far. Holy fuckin shit I did not want to be pozzed but sensed if it hadn't happened yet that it was about to. The adrenaline rush called for fight or flight but I was trapped and nothing I could do would stop this guy. Picking up my terror fermoans daddy blasted deep into my guts. I imagine his toxic sperm burrowing into every rip and tear in my battered guts. It was this time that I took five minutes to calm my nerves. Sensitive to my needs the cub waited until my breathing settled to ask if I wanted his oral ministrations to my battered ass. I simply nodded assent in my exhaustion. The snowball load was huge and without waiting for me to swallow he moved into a deep French kiss with his tongue stirring the toxic cum I was soon to swallow. As he stepped up to my ass he looked deeply into my eyes and asked if I was ready for him. His dark brown eyes; his small but beautiful stature; his hairy belly, chest and shoulders mesmerized me. He had treated me so well and generously I couldn't help but fall in love. "I've never been more ready." "Good!" he smiled back at me. He was only sox inches, but it did have girth and felt great in my tender ass. Rather than fuck me he made love to me with every part of his amazing body. The crowd picked up on this romantic energy and seemed to calm down somewhat. They continued to masterbate and three more loads were added to the cubs cock as he slid in and out of me. The site almost had me shooting a hands free load. The cub managed to lean forward and engage with me in more French kissing. Then he whispered in my ear, "What do you want? What do you want from me?" Shivers ran up and down my spine. I gasped for breath. With a louder voice for all to hear he asked again, "What do you want from me?" In an instant my memory shot through every know poz load I had ever taken. I then realized what I was about to say was the pinical of fear in my odesy of risk taking. "What do I want from you?" deep breath ... "I want you to knock me up, fuckin poz my negative ass sweet man. " "Are you sure?" as his delicious eyes looked into my soul. "I've never been more sure about anything in my life. I'm scared shitless but please breed my ass. Cum in me with your toxic cum. You have my permission, knock me up." "I already have. Three times. I just couldn't hold back in your fucking sexy ass. " I blasted instantly into a hands free orgasm and the cubs mouth was drinking in and milking every drop out of me. We ended with another sloppy kiss. Number seven, another massive bear of a man said. "I can't compete with that. Let's get this guy out of the sling and over to a glory hole. You two love birds can make out as I fuck and breed him one more of the loads he's so intent on now." His cock was the size of a wine bottle. I was thankful the cub would be on my side of the wall to give me lots of support andencouragement. The cub and I fondled each other and made out and I lost track of what was to happen next. My cub gently backed me to the wall and lined up my ass with the glory hole. He reached around me to spread my ass cheeks and I felt the first pressure on my sloppy hole from the bear's monster phallus. My cub encouraged me to take deep breaths and relax my hole. The raw head penetrated my abused hole and I felt like I would faint. "Fuck, I can't take it. " I moaned "Yes you can, sure you can! Just kiss me. " Our mouths and tongues intertwined as he pushed my hips back towards the hole and onto the massive cock. It felt like it was tearing me appart with each fraction of an inch it slowly penetrated. My cub and the bear never let up. They just patiently kept working that raw cock in deeper and deeper. I felt like I was being impaled on a post.I had never felt so uncomfortable and full. My cub gently whispered in my ear; "Reach back. Feel his raw monster in your hole. See he's balls deep. You've got this." Feeling his hot raw flesh with my fingers switched something deep in my ass. It still hurt like hell but I knew I wanted, no needed, everything that bear had to give me. "Fuck me man!" He pulled completely out and for a split second I felt empty and desperate, 'I need that cock'.He was back in me balls deep before I could finish the thought. Five more complete removals and deep plunges followed in quick succession. "Yes, fuckin give it to me. Harder, deeper, just don't stop!" "You're taking it like a pro." My cub crooned. "Damn, I'm jealous!" I hadn't noticed but the gorilla bear was behind my cub. "Maybe I can help with that." As his big raw cock plunged into the cub. Passionate kisses as my cub was ravaged, all the while receiving the fuck of my life from my biggest cock ever soon had me spewing and groaning my second hands free climax. My ass contractions brought the bear over the threshold and my guts were flooding with yet another highly toxic load. The bear's orgasmic bellow brought on an echo from the gorilla bear who unloaded in the cub who simultaneously sprayed all over my leg. It took me three days to feel like I could walk right again. They put me up and kept me on the coast. I began to spend my days at a naked gay beach taking sun and load after load in my ass. I felt like I was living in nirvana until the fourteenth day when I was awakened in the middle of the night by a river of my sweat and feeling like I had been run over by a transport. It was all I could do to hit the speed dial that had been programed into my phone for just this moment. Within the hour my hotel room was full of camera crew and my seven poz breeders. The last thing I felt like was sex. But the camera's started to roll, my legs were hoisted and my ass exposed. Gorilla bear moved in and started to raw fuck me, the six others stroked out loads sprayed on his cock for lube. How I got hard is beyond my understanding, but a new otter cub strattaled me and impaled himself on my raw cock. I don't know how long this lasted as I was in and out of consciousness but I was awake when gorilla bear yelled out his orgasm. The cub riding my bare cock was milking it with his ass and I soon shot my first toxic load deep inside him. When I softened and slipped out of him he scooped some of my cum from his ass. First his finger fed me some and then he finished it off in his mouth. After kissing me he thanked me for knocking up his negative ass with his first poz load. Needless to say the final version of this porn was a smashing success. The otter cub seroconverted two weeks later, but I couldn't be sure of credit since he'd taken loads from each of the seven poz tops before the film crew left my sick room.

When I'm ready to post again, I'll give you a heads up message. That way you'll be prepared.

The "fire in a crowded theater" bit needs to be completely retired. First, the case in which the phrase was used wasn't about fire, or theaters. U.S. v. Schenck was about whether an anti-draft pamphlet distributed during World War I was protected speech or not. In a dreadful decision, the Supreme Court held it was not, under the theory that the pamphlet created a "clear and present danger" to a nation at war. This was what's known as an "as applied" challenge/ruling - where the Court said, in essence, in this particular set of circumstances, this law is constitutional, but this is not a blanket approval of a law banning any speech, any time, any where, that criticizes the draft. Second, the phrase about the crowded theater was not any part of the holding in the case. Rather, it's what is called "dictum" - expository language in the opinion that helps illustrate a point, but which is not actually part of the ruling. Justice Oliver Wendell Holmes (who wrote the opinion) noted (again, in dicta) that "[t]he most stringent protection of free speech would not protect a man in falsely shouting fire in a theatre and causing a panic," which is where we get that notion - in other words, it was cited as another example of speech causing a "clear and present danger." Third, and perhaps most importantly, the central holding of Schenck has been effectively overturned. Rather than a "clear and present danger" test - one with which the Supreme Court grew increasingly uncomfortable over the decades - Brandenburg v. Ohio outlined a new test: the language in question is presumed protected speech unless the speech is "directed to inciting or producing imminent lawless action and is likely to incite or produce such action". In other words, inflammatory language, by itself, is still protected - that's why flag-burning, which is inflammatory in multiple respects, is still protected speech (in this case, because it's a form of expression). The "fire in a crowded theater" example might well inspire people to flee, and they might get hurt in the process. But the speech, by itself, did not "incite imminent lawless action" because the action incited - trying to get out of the theater - is not lawless. Accordingly, this is (since Brandenburg) a bad example because now such speech is, in fact, protected.

I’m a big mouth to ass fanatic. Over the years of rimming and felching pigkunt, I’ve noticed that some mankunts produce a lot of mucus discharge when being pleasured. It’s especially common in fisted holes. I fukkin’ crave slopping around with my tongue and mouth in this kuntsnot. The taste and smell drives me fukkin’ wild with lust. It’s what you smell when you first arrive at a venue with a large collection of men having unrestrained pigsex together. Who has this type of hole discharge? Who else likes to slurp around in this kuntslop?

I'd be really interested to get everyone's opinion. A number of years ago I was a total bottom, then I became versatile for a while, then pretty much 100% top for a long time. Earlier this year I decided I was becoming bored with topping all the time and set myself a goal of getting back to bottoming and becoming a total cumdump. It's fair to say I'm making reasonable progress (although the load count is still a bit low), but it's really only on a weekend I can get my arse out there to be used and filled with cum. Prepping obviously takes a while and after a day at work it's not always practical. My question is this - do you think I should just discipline myself to really just be a pig on the weekend and abstain during the week, or occasionally still load a bottom if I'm horny after work, just to unload my balls and gain some relief?

I have couple of regular fuck buds that love ass play. One guy oozes some nice slime right from the start and he produces enough that I don't even need to use lube to fuck him. He is that creamy. The other guy starts out slower.... he loves to have his hole eaten, and I can usually start to taste the slime on my tongue as I get progressively deeper and he loosens up. He also has big assgasms when I finger and eventually fist him. I can literally feel the juices increase while his guts contract/squeeze. At that point, he is openly oozing and dripping wet. I love to lick the rim clean before loading him up with some cock and cum... then, it's back to suck and felch it all out. My face is typically soaked when he and I play. I totally love his taste.

I used to always use a dab of toothpaste on my hole after I was all done hosing and showering ahead of play. It not only served to "freshen" the hole after all the hosing and sludge slides, but I swore by Arm and Hammer mint gel for the effect it had on my ass lining- a rub around the ass lips and then poking it up into the hole, and within a few minutes the "drool" was in progress. Now that I have retired and can play, too often solo, every day, the need to prime the slime is not as much of a need. I def upvote the use of some mint gel toothpaste for the guys who do not use their hole daily if not regularly. And, the other benefit, I am one of those older bottoms who came of service in a day and time when it was expected the bottom would always be spotless for the top, so even if the hole is spotless, if there is a lingering scent it can disrupt my pig head. With the toothpaste in use, it clears that risk and keeps the head in slut/pig mode.

Just the stories? Sure you wouldn't want to have a boy to whore out for real? *wink*

Was flying home from Vegas after Halloween and had a couple hours layover in the Salt Lake City airport. There were a lot of mormon missonaries in the airport all dressed in their typical plain looking suits with their big name tags. As I was killing time near one of the gates I noticed a small group of very young looking missionaries not far away. One young blond kept staring at me but would look away quickly if he saw me staring back too long. Normally I don't chase after real young guys but I was horny and bored so decided to see what happened. So when I saw him stare again I licked my lips and rubbed my crotch. I could tell he was interested and after a couple minutes of exchanging looks and gestures I stood, rubbed by ass and motioned for him to follow. He left his friends and followed me to the bathrooms several gates away. Once inside I motioned for him to join me in the handicap stall. Bathroom was pretty quiet and the stall walls went way down. Inside the stall not a word was said at first but noticed his name tags said Elder Matthew. I'd guess he was early 20's . He had a nice body but was kind of skinny , he had a pair of bright blue eyes to go with his blond hair. Once our pants were dropped I saw his cock was about 7" and kind of thin. He was definitely nervous but as I sucked his sock he relaxed and returned the favor. Then I turned him around and rimmed his tight little ass real good. I must have set a great example as he then ate my ass good. I decided it was time to push for more and grabbed his cock lubed it up more with some spit and pointed it to my awaiting hungry hole and told him to fuck me. Soon he was fucking fast and furious. It didn't take long and he shot his load. I took my finger gathered a little of his cum and wiped it on this lips. We kissed briefly, pulled up our pants and got ready to exit discreetly from the stall after our short encounter of maybe 15 minutes. I noticed he had cum on the back of his pants but decided to let him figure out how to explain that to his friends.

This sTory just keeps getting hotter and nasTier. I fucking love iT. Keep goinG bro!😈👍🙏👌👏

I am now a total cumdump. It becomes a way of life and I’m constantly craving cum. I don’t care who supplies it. I know I’m not settled unless I have a hot load in. It feels like you are providing a service for those wanting to unload. And sometimes it’s more of an unload rather than a fuck. Guys just want to insert their dicks and get off. Even that feels horny on a very different level. I now know my place and recently had my cunt tattooed to prove it… CUMDUMP CUMSLUT. Loving my place N in life!

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Don't stop please keep on going

Well at the rate Elon is running it into the ground, it won't be around much longer.

1. Prior to Musk's purchase of Twitter, it was a publicly traded company, run by a group of executives who were overseen by a board of directors elected by the shareholders. That's not the same thing as an "owner" "running it the watt hey want"[sic]. 2. Nonetheless, it's a complete falsehood that the laptop in question, whose provenance cannot be determined with a high degree of certainty, could not be discussed on Twitter. Twitter blocked ONE article, from the New York post, which made several unsubstantiated (and still not substantiated) allegations about the laptop as though they were facts they had verified. There were, and still are, many tens of thousands of posts about the laptop.

Two hours ago.. my top friend who now is my regular FB texted me if I can come over for a quickie. I told my boss I'll be back have a family thing i have to take care of. I got there and he said strip and I told him i couldn't clean out so he brought me to the bathroom so i can ise his shower attachment to clean out. I got out and he naked on the bed waiting. I walked over and he grabbed me and pushed me on the bed face down and started to eat my ass as soon as i got my ass high. Felt some lubed fingers go in and finger fucked me a while. Then he shoved his cock in me and pumped away he blew a load and stuck a plug in me and told me to go home with it in. He said return it on our next visit. He told me he ordered anal hooks and some other toys he wants to use on me. I said YES sounds hot. I left and driving back i had the plug in till i got back took it out and oozed in the toilet got clean up and went back to work.. Quick couple hour late lunch. Lol

Silver fox daddy released the video the next day on his Squirt and Twitter accounts. It went viral with thousands of likes and many hundreds of retweets. He made sure I was kept up to date, which wasn't necessary as a couple of my closest friends saw it on both social media networks and contacted me every 1/2 hour with news of the viral spread. I couldn't help but fear that the virus was taking hold and spreading in my system just as quickly. I was too embarrassed to go to a sexual health clinic and ask for PEP yet again. Two pivotal things happened within days. First someone sent the video to my mom. The friend had made no attempt to hide my face and she called me devastated! At first I tried to calm her down; but, the more she insisted I needed to stop this deviant behavior or at least refrain from sex until the PreP protected me the more defiant I grew. 'No fuckin way my mother was going to tell me what to do.' Second, I got a call from Paul Morris, from Treasure Island Media. They loved the video and wanted to film me taking multiple viral loads from a number of their guys, on the stipulation that I was still negative and not protected by PreP. I was instantly horned up by the idea but reminded him I didn't want to get infected. He responded that was the genius of the film with the silver fox, that's what made the video so hot and made it go viral. I admitted that I was more than intrigued with his offer but wanted to stay on PreP, at least for a few weeks and until I could get tested again. He kept me talking and I ended up telling him about my annoyance with my mom trying to tell me what to do. That's when he had me; "Fuckin right young man. Your mom has no right to tell you what to do or not to do. You're a fuckin man, you can make your own choices." He assured me he understood I didn't want to get knocked up. He also understood the adrenaline rush of risk taking. "Just one more time kid. If you get tested in a few weeks and are negative then come down and let us film you taking the risk, just one more time. It'll take us that time to set this up anyway. Think about this offer over night, don't let anybody make up your mind for you. " I irrationally gave him my answer right away; "Fuck everyone, especially my mom. I'm going to do this Mr. Morris. I love the idea, and I know this will be the last time. Then PreP protection for this promiscuous cum slut ass of mine. Thanks Mr. Morris." Within two weeks the fuck flu hadn't hit and I gave blood samples. Another two weeks and the miraculous negative result was announced. I called Mr Morris and his first question was if I was taking PreP. I assured him I had only taken the first three pills, I hadn't taken any in weeks. In fact I had given them to a friend so I wouldn't have them around and collapse in a moment of doubt. His next question was, "How many guys have fucked and bred you in the meantime?" I could answer truthfully that I was uncharacteristically only having sex with one guy. He was negative, committed to my desire to be negative for this movie and restricting himself to monogamy at least until after the movie. I was instructed to follow this coarse of action for two more weeks, if my results were once again negative the filming was a go. I had never had such a hard time raining in my libido, but I so wanted this opportunity. Many chances came my way but I found the strength to hold off. I was so thankful for my fuck buddy friend that pumped me full of his negative cum sometimes as many as three times per day. Thank God the test came back negative miraculously and I was on a plane the next week for the warehouse Treasure Island Media rented for my 'pozzing gang bang' as they billed it. The shooting began with Paul interviewing me. He wanted me to confess that I was really chasing taking so many risks. Further, I had asked to be knocked up in the viral video. I assured him I was not chasing. I had only asked silver fox daddy to knock me up to get his load. Yes I had done so three more times the night with daddy and his friend; but yes, I had no desire to get infected with HIV. He next showed me pictures of the seven high viral load tops that would breed me in this Treasure Island Media film. "Come on, confess you really are chasing. Or you have cheated and you really are on PreP. " "No I'm not. I'm not chasing and I'm not on PreP. I'm fuckin addicted to the risk, that's all. I thought the time with silver fox daddy and his friend was the end of my addiction. The one last time. Then that video went viral and you offered me this opportunity. I wanted to, but I couldn't pass it up. Let your guys do their best to knock me up, but I believe it won't happen. I'll be fuckin scared to death, and I'll take each of their toxic loads. That will be my last time. Then it will be PreP for me. " "You swear you aren't chasing?" "I swear I'm not When does this start?" The seven guys I'd seen pictures of, now clad in only jock straps, grabbed me and towed me across the warehouse to strip me and strap me into a sling.

For me… and I’m only speaking for me. I believe it starts with zero desire to top at all. I tried it once and couldn’t stay hard. Next it’s a need to please. I get satisfaction from seeing a man get off using me. That’s what drives me to the next man or load. As for douching… I have been douching since I was young and it’s almost like brushing my teeth now. I don’t think a true cum dump thinks of it as a chore. I think your special gift is that you can be versatile. You should embrace that. As a bottom I have to seek out men that want to breed me. You have the best of both worlds. I guess what I am saying is I do not feel true cum dumps are made. They are born.

I love sucking cocks, love to suck them at the semi hard stage the best, any thoughts

I had looked through the online portfolios of all the artists in the tour to see if any had a gay erotic slant to their work. No luck. I'd just received disturbing blood test results the week before. We live in a rural area and I needed gay contact, at least a hot hookup to lift my mood. I wasn't ready to tell my partner who'd grown to be more like a critical brother than a lover over the years. Two of the portraits of male artists caught my eye. One looked Mexican, I love a dark skinned man,and this guy had a sweet looking face. The other had a cute boyish face and engaging twinkle in his eyes. They made it into my list of five stops. The oil paintings at our first stop were very bold, lots of layers and depth. Very good but nothing that grabbed and held my attention. Stop two were landscape watercolours, again technically excellent, but not my thing. Stop three was a farm house on a sheep ranch. Again watercolours, but this time of animals. At least in the first showroom. This was the guy whose promotion picture had the twinkle in his eyes. He greeted us on our arrival. 6 feet, slim, dressed in bluejeans and a simple white low cut v-neck t-shirt exposing a nicely muscled chest with a moderate whisp of dark hair. And his handsome face had those twinling eyes, which I hoped were communicating something about his sexual orientation. My partner and I had a great time chatting him up and our gaydars were firing at full tilt. He asked if we would like to see his more private collection and called his partner to watch the main exhibit as he showed us the way to the back closed in portch. Here beautifully displayed was the work I had been looking for when I researched this tour. Beautiful watercolours of handsome naked men, and groups of men engaging in orgies of sex. I noticed immediately there was no hint of condoms in these paintings, not even the obvious penetration depictions. My prick began to respond and I hoped he and my partner didn't notice. Well at least my partner. We hadn't had sex in years, agreed to an open relationship; but, mostly 'don't ask, don't tell'; which left me feeling like I was cheating to even use porn, let alone fuck around. Twinkle eyes clearly had noticed and increased the flirtatiousness of his banter especially toward me. Did I mention he subtlety touched his crotch? We talked about the art, Broadway plays, and sheep farming before he asked if I wanted to see the new batch of lambs out in the barn. 'He only had one extra pair of rubber boots, he could take my partner out after me if he wanted. ' Twinkle eyes and I were no sooner in the barn and his tongue was down my throat. When he pulled away his words raced out, "Give me a blow job, we don't have much time. " I deep throated his 6.5 inch dick and sucked with everything I had. He moaned and one of his hands was making it's way under my belt. I loosened my belt and opened my jeans. "Comando. As I expected when I first saw your bulge grow." , as he pushed a finger in my hole. "Fuck, I need this hole. Condoms are in the house but you don't need those do you. " as he released his boner from my mouth. "No, never use them!" I spat. " You tested lately?" Him spinning and bending me. "Yup" me And his hard raw cock had already penetrated my hole. He fucked me like there'd be no tomorrow, and soon blasted deep into my ass. Before I could say "Hey you " he was feltching the load and snowballing to me. " Lube my ass" he slurpped. I swallowed his cum, no hardship for me, and said "Not a good idea." As he was lining my cock up with his ass, "You tested lately." As my raw dick head penetrated his ring, "I'm positive." His hot ass felt amazing as he pushed on deeper. I'm not a great top and as often happens my ball sack was already unloading painting the walls of his gut. "Sorry man, sorry!" "Fuck yeah man, did you cum? Plunge and dump? I love it we need to get back inside." "OK, you must be on PreP?" "I live in the country, I rarely get a chance to get fucked. Why would I be on PreP?" "You just took my unmedicated poz load up your ass. I said I was tested recently, you didn't ask the result." We were back at the portch door so he turned and pseudo whispered, "Fuck man, you might have just pozzed me?" "I tried to warn you. You better get to an emergency ward fast, they can treat you. " "Fuck man." We proceeded into the portch to find our partners deep in conversation about cooking. Conversation continued quite naturally and comfortably for some time 'til his dark handsome husband invited us to stay for lunch. My hubby jumped at this and we moved to the kitchen. Twinkle eyes led the way, followed by my hubby. I was next followed by his partner. I felt him grab my hips, push his crotch into me as he nibbled on my ear and whispered, "No fooling me, I can smell the cum in your ass. My turn next."

Fun at the Bathhouse I went to the bathhouse with a sexy friend who makes it clear that he takes all loads. There was a line to check-in, full of sexy men. My pal got buzzed and it took ten minutes for me to get to the counter. We somehow got separated and by the time I was undressing at my locker, my friend was already doing laps through the dimly lit corridors. I lost track of him here and there but kept an eye on my friend as he hunted for raw dick. There was a younger couple holding hands a few places in line behind us, one of whom looked excited and the other looked nervous. I nodded to them and made a point to keep my eyes open for them inside. My pal did the rounds from the private cabins, many of which had open doors with a guy ass up on the padded bench they called a bed. I went took a shower and jerked off a bit as guys walked by checking out my body and my meat. I soaked in the hot tub and a guy sat next to me. Ten seconds later, his knee was pressing against mine. A minute later he was jerking me off as he fingered his hole with his other hand. He leaned over and asked if I had a room. I knew all the rooms were occupied and there was a waiting list, so I shook my head. Clearly, the guy wanted to get fucked in a room. I was feeling warm, so I took a cool shower before heading to the dry sauna. I made sure to sit by the door so I could see if my friend passed by. A few minutes later, my pal saw me, and he joined me in the sauna. A hung bear guy was sitting on the upper bench and started to massage my friend’s shoulders. I heard my pal ask the stranger if he had a room. He nodded. My pal stood up and let the guy lead the way. I noticed a biohazard tattoo on the small of the guy’s back and knew my pal would be taking his first POZ load of the night in a few minutes. My friend was just out of the sauna door when the twinky couple came in. They sat opposite me. One was pale and blond, and he gripped his boyfriend’s muscled tanned arm for support. The tan one leaned over and pointed to the exiting stranger’s biohazard tattoo. He whispered, barely audible, ‘you see, that means he’s POZ.’ The blond nodded meekly. Another man came in and sat next to the blond. He opened his towel and revealed a hefty glistening cock with that now-familiar biohazard tattoo peeking out of his pubes. The blond saw it and gasped. The POZ man let his knee graze the blond’s, who moaned in response. ‘Babe, he’s touching my knee,’ the blond whispered to his boyfriend. ‘Do you want to play with him,’ he asked. The blond nodded. The tan guy reached over and opened his boyfriend’s towel. The POZ man reached for the blond’s dick, and soon both slowly jerked the blond off. I knew something sexy was about to happen and the tanned guy lifted and turned his boyfriend over, so his knees were on the bench and his face in the POZ man’s crotch. I watched his pink hole wince as his boyfriend crouched down to eat his creamy ass. The blond had no choice but to swallow the large POZ cock now dangling in his face. His eyes got big as he clocked the tattoo and traced it with his fingers. The blond went from hesitation to enthusiasm as he swallowed that big dick to the root. After a few minutes of ass-eating and cock-sucking, the POZ top and the tan boyfriend muttered some words, and they then flipped the blond right side up and lowering himself to sit on the POZ stranger’s big raw cock. The blond groaned as he took that stud’s inches. There were four other guys in the sauna, and by now we were all jerking off. One got up and grabbed the orange key strapped to his forearm. He announced, ‘I’ve got a room. It’s too hot in here. Come with me.’ The tan boyfriend lifted his partner off that raw POZ dick and the four of them headed to his room, barely covering up with their now-soaked towels. The guy was right about the heat. I was ready for a break, so I took another cool shower and went for a walk through the complex. I knew I wanted to check out the steam room and the gloryhole / darkroom section, but I figured I should check in with my friend. I eventually saw him leaning against a mirrored wall as a hung top railed him. I guess that top didn’t have a room as it seemed like most sex had been happening in rooms. With the place this full, raw sex was now happening everywhere. I walked through the labyrinthine hallway of rooms and made my way to the sauna. I’d made myself comfortable when the twink couple reappeared. The blond was flustered and gripping his partner’s arm. The blond whispered, ‘sorry, it just happened too fast.’ His partner kissed him and he moaned, ‘it just felt so good. I shouldn’t have made them cum so soon.’ The tanned guy groaned and said, ‘you look so hot taking their loads. Just let me know when you want more.’ The blond kissed him hard and spread his thighs. His towel parted and his boyfriend reached down and played with his now-cummy hole. They leaned back and relaxed. I watched as POZ seed oozed out of his hole and onto his towel. A guy next to me reached down to my crotch. He liked my dick and the sexy couple across the way got me stiff. The guy looked to me for approval, and I nodded. He leaned over and blew me while I played with his slick hole. He was a handsome Asian guy with pointy pecs and a bit of a belly, and incredible cocksucking technique; he swallowed my dick all the way and just left it there, flexing his throat around my shaft. He asked me if I had a room, and I shook my head. He was overheated and went for a cool down. I whispered that I hoped to see him again later. I stayed in the steamroom and watched as another bear of a guy entered and made a beeline for the twink couple. The bear approached them and opened his towel. ‘I hear you like sharing your boy’s hole with POZ men?’ The tan guy nodded as the blond leaned forward and eagerly swallowed the guy’s dick. The man face-fucked the blond as his boyfriend jerked him off and toyed with his cummy hole. The guy asked if they had a room and they shook their heads. The tan guy laid down on the bench and had his boyfriend mount his dick cowboy style. He leaned forward, offering up his sloppy hole to the bear to DP. I watched as the blond took those two raw cocks right there in the steamroom. The blond leaned forward and kissed his boyfriend hard on the mouth. The bottom was clearly more experienced than I’d have guessed from his nervousness. The bear looked at me and saw my leaking hardon. He reached over and jerked me off saying, ‘you’re so wet.’ The bear arched his back and spread his furry buttcheeks apart. He guided my dick to his crack saying, ‘drip your precum into my ass and let me fuck myself on your cock!’ I nodded and slipped into his loose sloppy hole. The bear clearly took loads as much as he liked to give them. He stayed still as I slid myself into him and let him do the work sawing back and forth into the blond’s hole and onto my raw dick. It didn’t take long for the top to fire his load deep into the blond boy’s asshole. The bear squeezed my cock with his furry muscle butt as he came. He clenched and unclenched as I slipped out and a river of fresh cum oozed out of his matted hairy ass. I caught the slimy seed in my hand and smeared it on my cock. The guy picked up his towel and nodded. He guided me into the blond’s upturned hole, still stuffed with his boyfriend’s dick. I slipped inside that blond boy’s cumslick pussy and loved feeling my dick slide against his boyfriend’s dick. The blond made out with his boyfriend as I sloshed around in his hole. Even with his boyfriend’s cock there just wasn’t enough friction to get me off. Still, it felt amazing smearing globs of cum from the bear’s hole into this fresh ass. I was ready for a breather so pulled out with a gloopy plop and left the steamroom. Another guy got up to take my place as the door closed behind me. If my math was right, so far tonight, the blond now had his fifth bare cock in his hole. I headed for another cold shower and went looking again for my pal. I found him in the dark room in one of the slings. He’d brought a bag of huge butt toys and had them displayed on a shelf with a tub of lube. The biohazard top from the sauna, who was the first to breed the blond, was working a pig hole plug into my pal’s butt and then slipped inside. He pounded my friend until he pulled out. I took a turn, and the friction felt great on my dick. I figured I wanted my cock in at least one more hole before cumming, so I pulled out. I made a round of the darkroom area and saw the twink couple again. They nodded to me. As I walked by, the blond whispered, ‘OK, one more load, and then I’ll be ready to go.’ I turned back and asked if they’d been to the sling area yet. I motioned that way, and they followed me. My pal was feet up as another guy was forcing a ridiculously big toy dildo into his hole. The blond grinned and moaned, ‘I want you to open me up like that!’ The blond had clearly never been in a sling before and he needed a bit of help getting situated. Once his feet were in the stirrups, he relaxed. His boyfriend slid easily in to his wet stretched-out hole. He pounded for a few minutes and offered me a go. I took his place and gestured to the toys. As my buddy took a guy’s raw cock alongside an obscenely big toy, he moaned, ‘yeah, slide that in his hole!’ The tan boyfriend grabbed a big shiny dildo and slimed it up with more lube. I realized it had just been inside my pal’s hole and was now going to go inside his boyfriend without even being washed off. The tan dude handed the toy to me, and I pulled out. We inserted the big toy and let the blond get used to it. I let his boyfriend go first. He slipped in alongside the obscene toy. I spit on my finger and teased his furry hole with it. He came hard quickly and pulled out with a sloppy plop. I slid into his cummy mess alongside the dildo and mixed the seed, lube, and juices around before adding my own. Another guy stepped out of the shadows and slid into my pal, fucking him before adding his cum to his sloppy stretched-out cunt. I realized it was the sexy Asian guy who had blown me earlier. As he pounded my pal, I saw a trickle of cum leaking down his thighs. All told, my pal got fucked by four raw dicks and took at least three loads. The blond at least five cocks and I had my dick in one mouth and two holes. Not a bad Friday night at all.

thats one of the reasons I have always loved being used by straight men. they dont treat me like a man at all and rarely as a boy. they just treat me like a really cheap, easy, slutty girl. there’s no pretending they wanna date me and I know some of them aren’t attracted to me at all. they are just using my mouth or my pussy as a substitute for a girl when they can’t get one or dont wanna bother with the effort. plus they use me when they wanna treat a fuck like trash and tell it that its trash. and bonus for them as a femboy and a t-girl I’m the closest thing to one.

Probably, but not for the reason you may think ....

Well I love to bottom more that topping but I do JO so….it has to go somewhere lol I equally enjoy a sloppy hole once in a while. The small Asian guy behind the glory hole milking my cock till I breed him. The facedown assup sloppy latino who still has control of his ass muscles. Im still learning from my brother cumdumps so I like to breed a raw hole once in a while… helps keep things fresh. But if has to be raw…. And usually after I’ve been fuck and ready to explode myself. Lol

Great story, wish there was a follow-up chapter detailing what takes place afterwards!

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Probably someone who was asked for a layman’s (no pun intended) term of what it felt like during seroconversion. “It feels like a severe case of the flu after you’ve been fucked”.

I totally agree its why I hate mainstream porn,pump your dna balls deep in my cunt please

Not really coworkers but there was def a couple of guys when I was in college with that I would've definitely sucked off given the opportunity

Chapter 16 The Evil Plan Little did we know at the time, the waiter was in the doctors room awaiting his return. He had been getting high and watching our session on a hidden camera that the doctor had in the bedroom. The doctor took another point, but instead of breeding, they plotted a celebration party for the two of us. The waiter said he'd definitely invite his father, and suggested that the doctor tell any of his patients with high viral loads to attend. He also suggested that he ask any of those currently on meds if they were willing to take a meds break, and join the celebration. The doctor thought that was an amazing idea. He said he was confident that he knew some that would be willing to take a holiday. The doctor reminded him that his patients were not there to infect or hurt the community by spreading hiv, but are their to share their seed with anyone who is aware of their status, and willing to take their seed. We fucked several more times that night, and I'm sure that the doctor and the waiter did the same. That afternoon when all finaly awoke, we all ended up in the living room buck naked. My partner and i arrived first, and were already having a drink. Mine was a screwdriver, which i remamed Screw Me, and my partners was a bloody mary, which he renamed Bloody Asshole. The doctor and waiter came down, and poured a rum and Coke. They said it was time to head to the islands, and the waiter retrieved a joint. We were already hungry from the nights activities, but the pot made us even more hungry. My partner suggested that we order a couple of pizzas. The doctor and the waiter decided on a Jamaican Jerk Chicken pizza, and my partner and I ordered a sausage and pepperoni one. While waiting, we grabbed some chips and kept smoking away. It was a nice break from the Tina. When it arrived,my partner answered the door buck naked with his hanging pepperoni between his legs. The rest of us were sitting naked on the sofa, playing with each other's cocks. The delivery boy grabbed it immediately. My partner invited him in, but if he wanted his cock later he better show his us his ass. The delivery guy quickly walked over to the sofa and dropped his pants to show his hole. We couldn't help but notice his fixation on the waiters tats, and quickly asked if he was toxic. This gave us some indication that he knew what he was talking about. The waiter just smiled and said three of them had HIV in various stages, and after last night there would be four of us with HIV. The pizza boy looked at me for some reason and said congratulations. He then asked if he could join us for a smoke, as he was on an hour lunch break. The pizza box plopped down between my partner and the waiter and as we were passing the joint, started sucking both of them. I then started sucking the doctors cock until the joint got to me. My partner told the pizza boy he was a talented cocksucker, and that his cock would be an excellent pozzing gun. He then told him if he was willing to take poz cock, and understand its consequences to leave his number, which he quickly did! After he closed the door, my we began eating. I was not just a pig in bed, but a food pig. My partner said he hoped I was not mad, but was hoping we had an extended family and that he'd love to have me infect the pizza boy. He added that if it happened, I would have to disclose to him that I recently converted, and that my seed was very powerful. I said I'd love that. With that he suggested we breed again. He said he wanted to put a rock up my ass, hoping it would make me bleed more. I just said whatever it takes, however we had to be careful about our usage of tina. I did enjoy the feeling of a rock up my ass as compared to smoking it though, and agreed to it. We retreated to our bedroom, and the doctor and the waiter retreated to theirs. Before my partner put the rock up my ass, he started to deeply kiss me. He told me he was super excited that we would soon be a part of each other, and even more excited that it looks like the pizza boy will be my first conversion. I just laughed and said, yea that was easy, but let's see if he follows through. Im not sure why i wanted the rock up my ass, as i was already super unhibited. I guess it was knowing it would likely tear up my hole for his venom to seep into me.The two of us fucked countless times that afternoon, confident that it would be the day I entered the Brotherhood! Next Chapter: It's Flu Season

me too, i check daily and twice on Sunday

Don't hold back, tell us what you really think lol. I 100% agree btw.

There’s no single answer to your question. I could tell you why I do it, but those reasons are unique to me and might or might not apply to you. The same would be true for anyone else. On the whole, guys like bare because it simply feels so much better, no comparison. The cleanout work isn’t that big a deterrent - it’s the only hole available down there and feels good getting fucked, so small price to pay. The pain you get used to pretty quickly, and the STD risk you can mitigate, so those aren’t really deal-breakers compared to the physical pleasure you get. The psychological factors are totally individual. Getting fucked in skanky ways by skanky men might feel degrading to you, but not to somebody else, or he might like feeling degraded. There’s no universal explanation for that. One thing that is universal is the exchange of semen, which infuses the bottom with endorphins. This may go some ways toward explaining why we all seem to crave it.

Thats awesome!! Definitely go for a DP.. It can be an amazing feeling! Heve done it only a couple of times and was awesome!

Very interesting points. If I do want to top, it tends to be a fairly sudden urge. It might be brought on on being seeing a horny listing, or something that just wants me to dump a load. When topping I've always wanted to please the other guy. As a bottom it's actually very much the same - wanting to please the top. I do have a technique where I use my hole to squeeze the top's cock at certain times, which seems to heighten the sensation for them. Maybe that's something that sets me apart, but obviously there's no way guys would know that until I'm doing it. As an older guy, I know I'm unlikely to get as much action as horny young cumdumps. That said, one week at the sauna, I had two young guys (they would have been in their 20s) fuck and breed me. Both fucks were mind blowingly good!

my boyfriend just brought more to some guys place so that him and another guy could fuck me and empty their balls into me after a night of partying. there were 5 guys there in total, 2 straight, 2 of the gay ones blew their loads in my pussy, one of them let me suck him off one of the straight ones fucked me, but the other straight guy said he doesn’t fuck faggots or t-girls (I was wear a very sexy, slutty outfit) he did say if he was ever going to fuck one it would be a girly one like me cause “you actually look 100% like a girl from behind” pretty hot fuck session. took awhile for a couple of them to cum cause of what they were partying on but they were nice and rough, just the way I like it. specially the straight guy. they had a belt wrapped around my neck while they fucked me from behind and when a couple of them had me on my back with my legs spread, the other guy was pushing the belt into the bed to strangle me while leaning over me to spit in my face along with the guy fucking me. then he got in between my legs and strangled me with his hands until he blew his load. the guy who didnt use me watched and jerked off and blew his load on my face while the strangler guy was hammering me. then they did something extra nasty to me that I can’t say (dm me for detes) and I then they used the belt around my throat as a leash and I crawled into the bathroom on my hands and knees so they could hold my head over the toilet and piss in my mouth and I drank everyones piss before I got picked up by my boyfriend and driven to a couple more places for 3 quick pump and dumps. I drank so much piss that I had to piss like 20 minutes later.

Part 10 I kept staring at Drew's face, looking into his eyes, my thoughts racing wildly as I silently processed what he had just said. He wants to fuck me! He wants to fuck me??!! I felt his hard cock pressed against my body just below the waistline. I felt it's heat and felt the wetness of his precum continually oozing onto my skin. I wanted his cock and his cum. I wanted to make him feel good. I remembered how great it had felt being in his ass last week. And just a bit earlier being in Ryan's ass. And I couldn't forget how good Kevin's cockhead against my hole had felt. But..... All of this ran through my mind in only seconds. While Drew waited for me to answer I felt him move one hand from my asscheek and almost immediately felt his fingers working into my asscrack then making contact with my virgin hole. He pushed against the entrance to my guts with a finger causing me to moan and press my body tighter against his. I couldn't pull my eyes from his and I saw a strength and need in his eyes, a need I wanted to satisfy and a strength I was feeling myself yielding to quickly. He brought his lips to mine and began kissing me, slipping his tongue inside my mouth as I readily opened my lips to him. As we started kissing more intensely I felt his finger rubbing the edges of my hole then his finger pressing against it a little more forcefully this time. As I moaned into our kiss I was dimly aware that, as if on it's own, my body ever so slightly pushed back to meet his fingertip. I heard Kevin's voice from somewhere say, “Hell yeah buddy! That's it. Let go and give in.” Hearing the now-familiar “click” of a lighter being lit and knowing its meaning in this situation, Drew and I both pulled back from our kiss and saw Ryan standing next to us with the flame heating up the pipe. With a look of total lust on his young handsome face he moved the stem to my mouth and I began drawing in the thick white smoke, knowing it would help me make the decision I needed to make. “Yeah, man,” Ryan whispered. “Suck that fuck smoke in dude. Let it horn you up. Let it help you admit what you want and need. You need to get fucked. You know how it feels to fuck an ass. Now you need to know what it feels like to get your ass fucked. Your cherry cheating married ass.” Taking a second hit and hearing the nastiness of Ryan's words I reached down and wrapped my fist around Drew's thick hardon and slowly stroked it. I blew out the cloud and looking into Drew's hypnotic eyes I said, “Yes.” “Oh damn yeah!” I heard Kevin say, followed by Ryan's, “Fucking hot!” I saw a look of eagerness and lust on Drew's face, mixed with what might have been relief. But his words were spoken softly and very seductively. “Thank you, Daddy Justin. Thank you for saying I can be the first one to fuck you and breed you. I promise, I'll make sure you enjoy it and I know you'll want more.” He kissed me softly then said, “Let's move to the picnic table and get things started.” He grabbed my left hand and led me to the table, Kevin and Ryan following close behind. I was remotely aware of Drew's fingers pressing against my wedding ring on the hand he was holding and felt my cock twitch. Suddenly a thought came to me as we reached the picnic table. I needed to ask Drew something and I had to ask now before I forgot. “Was that guy...the guy you were fucking here before? Was he really your dad?” Drew smiled and took hold of one of my nips making me moan. “Would it bother you if he was?” he asked. “I...I don't know,” I answered in a guttural voice, enjoying the pleasure/pain I felt as he twisted my nip harder. “It...for some reason...it was really hot thinking you were fucking your dad and cumming in him. I don't know why but it made it even hotter and nastier.” Drew was working both nips now and my whole body was shaking. “So incest turns you on? You like the idea of a dad and son fucking, or 2 brothers?” I was jacking his hard dick now and groaned. “Oh fuck!”, I said. “So hot. So nasty but it sounds so hot!” Drew pushed me against the picnic table and eased me down on my back. My ass was resting on the edge with my feet hanging down toward the ground and Drew standing between my legs slowly stroking his meat. His other hand was fondling my balls. “You have kids don't you daddy?” I nodded, spreading my legs more to give him better access to my balls. “Yes”, I whispered hoarsely. “A boy and a girl.” “How old is your son, daddy?” Drew asked taking hold of my cock and starting to jack it. “Nineteen. He just turned 19 last month.” Drew pushed our hard dicks together and started stroking them with both hands. His eyes stared into mine and he said, “I'm 20. I could be your son. Would you like me being your son, daddy?” “Yes!”, I groaned with no hesitation. “And do you want your son to fuck you daddy? To fuck your virgin ass? Do you want your son to show you how hot and how good dirty pervy incest is?” His sexy voice, his hard young cock, his filthy words filled me with a need I couldn't resist. “Oh yes please!! Please son fuck me! Fuck your own dad's ass and cum in me! Oh please son!!!” (to be continued)

Yesterday, I got to eat cum out of a cute 21 yo, bearded, big-dicked cub’s treasure trail. It started out kissing. Then a little head swap. Then I got him on his back, legs up, ass out and ate his hairy hole getting it ready to fuck, pushing in my spit. He was more anxious to get on with it than I was. He’s a newbie. Last two times we fucked, I got in and out and left my seed in him asap. He didn’t cum. But the seed was planted, and he wants more raw dick. This time my goal was to get him to enjoy the fuck. Sure enough, I press into him using only spit and precum for lube. I start stroking in and out. I get my rhythm and grab his dick. Give a stroke. He say’s “Stop!” Too late. His load’s pumping out in my hand and his ass is flexxibg around my bare cock in it. I am all good if he wants to stop there. Mission accomplished. ”No” he says “keep going.”. So I do. I scoop up part of his load, pull out mostly, lube my shaft with it, and push back in. He’s talking about me breeding him. I’m talking about fucking him with his own cum. I say I’m going to cum. I start pushing deeper and doing tiny strokes deep as I can. “That’s where I want to cum,” I say. Dirty boy pulls me in wanting it. And POW my dick blows its load inside him. He says he can feel it pulse. After . . . after I pulled out and collapsed. We laid there kissing and talked a bit. That view down his torso . . .I have a thing for treasure trails anyway . . . but his matted in his cum was too hot! I licked it, rubbed some in my beard, and kissed him hard.

We were out to dinner with new neighbors. A straight couple, or so they said. They certainly were very curious about our gay sex lives. "Is it true you are all promiscuous? That you all fuck each other at every chance?" She asked with a casual none judgment curiosity. My partner didn't hesitate to throw me under the bus though. It was as if he'd be waiting for this chance to try to shame me despite his assertions to me privately that he was OK with my wondering ways. "No not all gays. I've always been the monogamous type. I know lots of guys that have only had sex with three or so men in their entire lives. This guy on the other hand (pointing a menacing finger at me) fits your stereotype to a 't'. " "That’s hot.", said the man, "an open relationship." Their dark skin colour betrayed their Latin heritage as did her 'cut to the chase' question directed at me, " So are you active or passive, or do you just like oral?" I blushed at the bluntness of this enquiry and stumbled, "Um ... awe... um." "He's definitely poly/vers, but there's no question he prefers the passive role. " spat my partner as our server arrived with our pre-dinner drinks. After the server left she took my hand and gently asked; "Is it true you guys are all fucking without protection now?" "Um ... awe ...yeah." I was still undone by her directness. "Fuckin A, so hot. " said the guy. "So do you ask guys about their HIV Status before you let them enter you, how do you call it bareback?" She was as casual and direct as ever. I wasn't comfortable responding directly in front of my partner but he had tried to throw me under the bus so I decided 'what the hell, I'll just answer away. "Like most guys now I only play bareback, and no. I never ask anything, before, during or after. And when a guy fucks me he most often breeds me. I fuckin love that part." "Wow" she exclaimed, "how many men have cum in your ass in the last year?" I looked my partner in the eye and he looked angry, but he saw sadness in my eyes and his face softened. Then he nodded, "Answer her question." "You sure?" I directed at him. "We agreed to open our relationship. I may not love it, but I love you no matter what. Answer the question, I may as well know the truth. " "Um ... awe ... somewhere in the neighborhood of 150 in the last year." "Wow, I knew you were promiscuous but I never drempt.", hubby. "You must be on PreP. " her comforting voice again. "Um ... no." my hesitant response. "Don't you worry about getting HIV?" this time from the guy. "No need to worry about what has already happened." The words were no sooner out of my mouth than my phone vibrated in my pocket. Normally I would just ignore it but I had a deep intuition I needed to take this call. I excused myself and pulled my phone out of my pocket. When I saw the sheep farmer's name I excused myself from the table with an apology. I hadn't heard from him or his partner for over two months and was glad I'd followed my intuition. I asked our tall, slim, fit waiter directions to the bathroom even though they were clearly marked. I liked that two extra buttons of his dress shirt were open showing off his strong hairless chest and the odd glimpse of his dark nipple. His tight black dress pants betrayed an impressive bulge. He pointed the way and winked. I was pacing outside the men's room just getting into my conversation with the sheep farmer when our waiter arrived. He grabbed my arm, forced me into the bathroom and locked the door. I tried not to let on what was happening to me as the sheep farmer began to describe their visit to see the Mexican artist's work. The waiter now had my cock out and growing erect in his warm mouth. He was extremely good and I couldn't repress a satisfied moan. "Nice moan, sounds like you might be involved in more than just this call." "Yeah our waiter is blowing me in the men's room." "Fuckin awesome. Don't stop him, I've got a story for you. The hot Mexican artist showed us his private collection. It included you getting bred by one sexy hunk. Hunk clearly balls deep in your ass, head thrown back in extatic release and your cock blasting cum all over your torso, chest and face. This painting is the most hardcore of all his work. Hubby and I were instantly rubbing our crotches." "Nice! Did he invite you to play so he could paint your sex?" "As a matter of fact he did. We were so hot and bothered by your painting that we stripped down and fucked each other then and there." "Speaking of which, my waiter has spun me around and is eating and tongue fucking my ass as you talk. Fuck yeah man!" "Hot. I love this!" "Fuck he's pushing into me bareback now. Fuck he's big." "Great! The Mexican actually bred me. First he fucked my partner with a condom. I took over fucking hubby raw doggie style and snuck the Mexcan's protection off before he sandwiched and penetrated me. Hubby had already bred me so I was well lubed. His raw average size cock felt amazing pounding me. I especially loved sneaking in a breeding literally behind my hubby's back." The sheep farmer could hear the slapping my ass was taking and the eratic breathing as the waiter whispered "Fuckin slut. " in my ear. "He's about to breed you isn't he?" "Fuck, fuck , fuck. He's got to have ten inches in me. ... Fuuuccckkkk! he's flooding my ass." We wound up our phone conversation with a promis to talk soon as the waiter straightened his clothes, unlocked the door and left. When I got back to our table the guy smiled like the Cheshire cat and said, "Good for you, 151 count now, eh?" My hubby and the woman shared a good hearty laugh.

*****13***** The Master seemed pleased with me the following morning. He told me I would be fine now had fixed me. He said he had arranged for a master he knew to loan him a slave who had been taught waxing, to spend some time with us and teach a couple of us how to do it properly. We would then be responsible for maintaining the other slaves. He said 3 would be the other boy. He also told me that there would be a "Gathering" next week and that all slaves would need to be in first class condition as they would be viewed and inspected by other masters. He said he took great pride in his slaves and how they looked and how they behaved. He told me to pass on this information to the other slaves and then said "Tell them if any of them let me down they face severe consequences" He looked at me and said "Like you did. You will be responsible for their condition. Make sure they are waxed and cleaned, inside and out. Don't let me down" I said Thankyou for trusting me to do this sir" At which point he told me to leave. I thought about what he had said about the 'Gathering' and what that meant exactly. Obviously there would be lots of sex but, I wanted to find out how it went down. 3 told me he hadn't been to one and wanted to know as well. So, we approached 2. He had been here the longest, at least three years he thought. "I've been to six. The other masters bring some of their slaves or we go to them. The Masters take their pick and fuck who they want. A couple of times they've made a slave fuck another slave while they watch. Sometimes a Master might take a slave to another room to fuck. Some are very cruel. One time a slave refused to clean a masters hole after he had a shit and the slave was badly beaten then infront of everyone then had his tongue cut out. The Master said he didn't deserve a tongue if he refused to use it. Once a Master brought a new slave with him and allowed another master to poz him infront of everyone. Sometimes a master will put a slave up for sale or have an auction for a particular slave. All we have to do is do what we're told. There's no set procedure" A few days later the Master called for 3 and I to attend him in his office. There was another master present and a young slave. He was to instruct us in different types of waxing. The Master said we were to practice on each other. The other master was quite old and had obviously been told of my castration. My Master said "Come here and show Master David your castration scar" I felt very self conscious as I walked over this man I had never seen before and lifted my gown. Master David lifted my cock out of the way and ran his forefinger along my scar. "A very nice job. I do like a young eunuch. I'll be looking for you next week at the gathering" At which point he turned me around and gently ran his hands over my buttocks. "Mmmm, quite delightful" Then he told us to go and learn how to wax. The other slave we learned was called 'Paul' That was the name his master had given him. I had assumed all slaves were given numbers but apparently it was up to each master to choose names which is as it should be. He told us that his master was very kind and despite his age had a huge sexual appetite. He had nine slaves and would occasionally fuck them all in a day. The instruction went well. I hadn't realised there were so many different types or ways to wax a body. ***To be continued ***

Part 6 - Playing with the big boys “Twice already?” John says “that’s hot - thank him son” he says to me. I gasp a thank you as Spartan crushes me into the couch with another kiss and I try to do the load math in my head. “2 loads daddy?” I hear myself ask. His fur is slick with sweat, mine and his, and I feel so perfectly violated by this glorious specimen of manliness that I want to cry. He looks at me and nods, never taking his eyes off mine. He breaks my serenity of knowing he filled me twice with a long stroke of my face before heaving himself off me and out of me. As his thick cock is released from my hole, he gestures for me to sit up - a glob of thick cum sits on the tip of his dick and he guides my head to lick it up. “Just your tongue baby, lick it clean” I lap every inch of that dick till it glistens in the dim light of the lamp - savouring every taste like a new sensation to be explored and discovered. I feel big hands massage my shoulders from behind and my physical self nearly leaves my body it feels so good. “Time to play with the big boys” I hear John’s now familiar, deep voice command. Hands from I don’t know how many men arrange me back on my knees on the couch. In this position I could be nearer the speakers, or the volume could’ve gone up, but once more the energy from the EDM thumps away any thoughts of inhibition. John kneels in front of me, looks at me and softly speaks “brace yourself son” At that moment I feel a thin cold rod enter my rectum. I move to see what it is, but John is quicker and grabs my head almost painfully “Eyes fucking forward slut - eyes fucking forward” the authority in his voice speaks to my soul and I remain rigid at his command. Whatever is in my ass deposits a powerful stream of liquid about 5 inches into my anus and I feel it. Like ice water. “Here we go” I hear Guy laugh from behind as the rod leaves my ass. A firm slap across my two cheeks follows and I feel the liquid trickle further into me as I send my mind to investigate the new sensation in my ass. What started as ice water begins to feel like fire - the sandpaper sensation of earlier with Kem - only my ass was fucking itself as it tried to expel the inexorably warm liquid - failing to do anything other than spread it further and deeper into my body. “Oh god” I cry “oh god!” as the burning roughness intensifies to a point where I think about breaking John’s command and looking to see what they’d put in me. “Breathe” I hear Guy over the thumping din of the pain rolling through my ass. “Fucking breathe” I squint my eyes shut against the pain and sink my shoulders and head into the couch. The position forces my ass further up and I instantly wish I’d staid still. The ice water runs deeper up my ass at the new angle and I wanna scream it’s so hot. Two firm hands reset my position, bringing my head back up and depressing my ass as a smooth, deep but unfamiliar voice says “easy boy - let me help you” I feel a cock next to my quivering hole, and the pressure of a flared head parting my ass lips. 1,2,3 shoves before the cock enters me at the exact moment another terrible convulsion spasms along my anus and shakes my physical form to the core of my being. “Fuck that’s nice” I hear the voice of my penetrator moan. I hear another voice ask if it’s “warm” and I don’t know if he’s asking me or my top, but both of us groan an assent at the same time. The room erupts in laughter as my new top’s dick nestles fully in my ass. I can feel a roughness where he’s shaved his pubes - the graze of stubble against my ass cheeks - another sensation competing for bandwidth in my increasingly overloaded mind. The burning heat of the liquid dominates every other feeling - the shaven pubes, the penetration, and the hands of multiple men drawing patterns over my body in my own glistening sweat. I don’t know how many men are fondling me just that they all seem intent on focussing my mind back on my body. My brain struggles to know what to do - the sensations are cacophonous and constant. I hear more encouragements as my top starts skewering me with long, fantastic strokes, and my physical assailants move their hands across my body more firmly. I hear myself let out a gurgled moan that doesn’t want to end as the dick inside me discovers a pool of the ice liquid in a crevice of my ass and angles a thrust to release it like a second river of fire deep into my body. “Fuck…found some” I hear him say “massaging it into you like a good boy” The second river is still fire, but the sensation is different. It makes itself known over everything else, like a glowing ember deep inside my ass. My bombarded mind latches onto it like a beacon in the darkness, and starts exploring it - starts following it. I don’t know if that makes sense but it was like a physical light pulling me deeper into my own ass. Little pin-pricks of voltage, uncomfortable but interesting exploded along the shaft of the cock inside me. Kinetic energy from the glorious light source that threatened to explode if my top kept up his rhythm and pace. As my mind explored, my eyes opened to see John and Guy’s faces in front of me, deep in a passionate kiss with one another. The image of these two glorious, confident men expanded the visceral sensations I was feeling as I connected their exchange to a deep, growing hunger in my soul. I groan deeply again but keep my eyes fixed on Guy and John’s passionate embrace. The sound stirs Guy from his kiss and he and John both open their eyes to fix on mine. John moves sweaty curls from my brow and both men observe me hungrily, staring deeply into my eyes and smiling triumphantly - perfect white teeth that stand out in the low-lit gloom. “welcome to your true self kid” Guy says proudly as John ruffles my sweat-soaked hair. The top thrusts wickedly into my ass, the rivers of warmth replaced entirely by the pulsing energy now threatening to violently explode. It’s dangerous, I know it is - a space in my mind calls out to be careful, to get up and stop - I hear it as it grows ever more distant against the power of the energy forming in my bowels. I mutter a low stream of “ughs” as I struggle to retain control against the impending, perfect disaster in my ass. “It’s happening boys” Guy announces and gets up with John. “Just stay looking forward, boy” John whispers as both move around to get a better view of my defilement as the distant voice of reason telling me to stop vanishes. “Oh fuck yeah!” My top bellows and nearly touches the growing ball of energy moving along the length of my anus, ever closer to the tip of his thrusting cock. Like two forces colliding, the tip of his penis pushes a few centimetres further than it had previously, to touch the reactive energy. At that perfect moment I experience heaven. A fusion-wave of pure, white-hot bliss crashes out of every nerve ending in my body - a shaking explosion of sexual force that overrides every other sense - neurons and synapses scream at me to get fucked, no, get bred as the shockwave alters my physical codes to divert every attention to the muscles in my ass. I can feel the muscles in my ass, control them, explore them like a hitherto unknown muscle group I’d just discovered. My brain sends a pulse to my ass, a hungry, massaging pulse designed to please and is rewarded by an injection of pre-cum from the dick that ignited my collapse into pleasure. “Good…fucking…boy” my top cries through gritted teeth as I send my every energy into my ass. His cock swells in my pussy as I stimulate it on increasing autopilot as he explodes in his own expression of sexual bliss. I hear someone say “Mark (I think Mark) is lucky” before someone else saying “his turn though mate, just the way it goes”. “Kid’s a keeper - he’ll be back” I hear Guy’s distinct accent confirm and the room growls in agreement. ‘Mark’s’ cock fires ropes and ropes of cum into me. I feel the heat of his sperm quickly and purposefully being absorbed into my anal walls as they pulse with uninhibited hunger for semen. I absorb as much as he pours into me - a radiant heat all along my inner self. Different to the burn from the ice water - a necessary, perfect warmth that stimulates my pleasure centres. “Fuuuuuck” Mark cries, angling more shots at different lengths along my anal canal. Load count : VI “Come on man!” Someone says but is quickly hushed as Mark just chuckles, enjoying his powerful, forceful orgasm. “I ain’t leaving till he’s gotten everything he needs” Mark reassures me, as though he recognised the latest pulsing shiver in my ass for what it was - a fear of him exiting me. He strokes his hand through the pool of sweat in the dimples of my ass, and presses gently on them, alternating pressure between left to right - it’s like he’s pressing buttons with a direct link to my last control centre and he literally assumes command of my body - my ass responds to him and him alone with his simple, alternating pressures. “Oh god” I nearly scream as there’s no-one left in my control deck. Everything is centred on the perfect force he’s exerting over my ass muscles and my insatiable desires. I hear a tumult of ‘wows’ as Mark conducts my body to his own orgasmic symphony - “second… fucking…load” he groans through punctuated breathing. He presses my dimples hard so my lower back depresses and my ass rises to meet his thrusts. He barks a long ‘fuck!’ as a second river of cum flows into my waiting body and down the perfect tilt of my ass. He wants this load deep and I can feel it run down into the heart of myself. The walls of my ass can’t absorb it quickly enough with the cum already soaking it, so it’s free to pass down into my guts. A radiating heat follows the flow as it snakes into me. My sense of pride at helping another man cum floods my sensors, as my mind wanders to ever more horny thoughts - to being made whole by other men, to getting bred, and becoming pregnant. That last thought snaps something in my mind and I cry out in bliss. Load Count : VII Mark releases the pressure on my ass and my body regains some physical control. A strange sensation in my cage tells me I’m leaking, but it feels looser than it ever has. Like it no longer fits me properly - an uncomfortable sensation that something has happened to my dick provides more for my racing pleasure centres to process. Mark reached down to my caged crotch, almost as though he realises I’m experiencing sensation somewhere other than my ass as he’s still lodged in me, and finds my drooling cage. “Someone feed this to him” he exclaims, “nothing wasted tonight…well…maybe one thing” his laughter is matched by others in the room as he pulses his softening cock in the chasm of my ass. I hear Guy’s distinct voice say “Oh nice” - as a hand paws at my cage, collecting my juices as my cock works overtime to produce it. Guy’s semen coated fingers appear at my face as he comes back around the back of the couch. “Suck your own pre-cum son, I want to see you eat it” as he presents his entire hand coated in strings of my own pure silver pre-cum. I eagerly open my mouth and extend my tongue to greet every last finger he offers me, licking at them like I was possessed, savouring the taste of myself. He smiles as he rolls three digits around my mouth and pushes them back and forth into my throat. “The new guys ready?” I hear Guy say over my shoulder as Mark’s softened prick pops out of my hole. I hear a nondescript reply as Guy removes his fingers, and says “good”. He leers down at me as he grabs Mark as he approaches around the back of the sofa, pulling his deflated cock into my mouth. “Suck on it like you life depends on it boy - he gave you two loads, worship him” “Yes sir” I say and Guy stops, looks at me and smiles as Mark’s flaccid, cum-covered cock fills my mouth with the depth-heat of my own ass. “Batter up” I hear John say as Guy calls over to someone behind me. “Few more here before we take him up?” “Definitely” John replies with a wicked lilt.

I'm a suffering cumdump at the minute. I might have overdone it while I was in London at the beginning of the month so am having to be a good boy waiting for sti tests and results and it's killing me not to be used right now. I was only there for 3 days but managed to get fucked by about 30 guys and I dunno how many loads, I lost count after like 15 cos drunk, poppers, crowded, dark etc. The entire weekend was just going from hookup to hookup, spending some time in a sauna, then heading to the next hookup so my guts could be constantly full of cum. Friday started off well with a Grindr hookup and huge BBC who just quietly railed me while he was supposed to be working from home, I honestly surprise myself that I can just let a 9" cock like that just slide into my insides with only my spit as lube. He came gallons too so I ended up stumbling from his flat to another hookup round the corner and then to the Covent Garden Health Spa sauna. It was decent enough but kinda dead so I just sucked off the three older guys that were there and had a relax. On the way home I organised another two hookups but they went silent on me. On the Saturday I had a Grindr meet with a guy round the corner from where I was staying, he was a total catfish but I still let him fuck me and give me my first load of the day. Then I went round Hampstead Heath as I'd never been before so scouted around and ended up sucking a few lads off, then hooking up with a hot as fuck dom breeder guy with a huge cock, he fucked me in the bushes and it was amazing, we could hear people chatting like metres away and here was this dom slamming into me and whispering filth in my ear before unloading in me. I put a vid up on my Twitter if anyone wants to see. After him I went to check out Pleasuredome and while it was alright the facilities were a bit shit, like no sling, no group room, no bondage equipment etc, just boring. I still got fucked by like 10 guys in there which was ace although one of them didn't cum as I think he was HnH. Got a really nice mix of races inside me which is something I think is cool about London. I then went out with some mates for drinks (I don't think they knew how full of spunk I must have been at this point) and after we called it a night I headed back to Hampstead Heath to experience it in the dark. Wow, what an experience it was. It was like the ultimate dark room, just hands on me or around me, guys trying to grab my dick and me redirecting their hands to my ass to show them what I wanted... Yeah I lost count of how many guys fucked and bred me there but it was great to feel nothing except a guy's grunts as he unloaded and then feel his cock slowly fall out of me, only for another guy to get his hands on my hips and slide in there. I was only there for a few hours but it was great even if a bit tough on the knees. On the way back I finally got to meet a poz master I'd been messaging all weekend, he wouldn't fuck me unless I was already loaded and so I stumbled to his, and offered up my now leaking ass to his BBC. It felt amazing, feeling that big thick cock slide into me and push all those anon loads deeper inside me, he was nicely verbal as he shot his load too. Perfect end to the night as I went to bed full of stranger's cum. Sunday was my last day and I basically just went to a few hookups around Angel area, got a few student lads breeding me which was nice but I wasn't really trying as I was worn out from the day before. Honestly though, I feel like I should feel some kind of shame for letting so many people use my body and fill me up but I can't wait to do it again! I'm thinking I need to organise something easier for next time, like just getting tied up on a bed somewhere and having a dom invite guys round to fuck me, message me if you'd be interested in helping with that!

And at this point in its history, AIDS or GRID as it was then known was also a minor event even less widespread than monkeypox. It was ignored by business, by politicians and by the gay community for a long time and continued to spread over the next few months. I am not really comparing the two diseases. Monkeypox does not seem to be fatal and rarely has long lasting effects (save scars) but it is more transmissible than hiv even without sexual contact. There also was no vaccine for hiv (there still is not one though there is PrEP) and the use of condoms as preventative was not confirmed effective until a couple of years into the pandemic. A couple of months of parties cancelled and the vaccination of many of those right now most at risk (what pariahs we will be should it enter hetero society in great numbers) is a small price to pay to forestall further spread of the virus.

Chapter 4 I knew time was of the essence with poz loads deep inside me. I thought I'd go crazy waiting for our afternoon flight. I knew that PEP was only effective if administered within a given time after the breeding and the silver fox was already two days ago. Hopefully I could stay negative and get on Prep A.S.A.P. For fuck sake, I'd only just lost my virginity. How could I already be at such risk of already being Poz? How could I have been so naive and stupid. I thought I would faint when the call came from the airline before we even left our hotel. Our plane had mechanical problems and our flight would be delayed 'til the next morning. They had tried all the other airlines but were not able to get us on another flight. They would cover our extra expenses and give us a free 'return flight' to any city in the country to be used anytime in the next year. I frantically got busy and Googled 'sexual health clinic'. There were three in this city. Two were closed on Sundays. The third was on the far side of town with a transit system I was not familiar with. I set out. I either got on the wrong bus or took it in the wrong direction at a couple of the many transfers. The clinic had closed an hour before I finally got to it. I collapsed on the ground and wept. I had passed a couple of hospitals on my frantic journey but the thought of entering their emergency department and confessing my reckless sexual exploits just seemed too daunting. I guess I wasn't that scared yet. When I tried to imagine going in and telling someone, I could only imagine being met with hard, cold, piercing, judgmental .. worse, condemning eyes. I finally picked myself up and told myself I would be okay. I just needed to get to the clinic back home as fast as I could on our arrival. I was met with three disasters to my plan the next day. The family car wouldn't start, my bike had been stolen and the transit workers had gone on strike. Once again by the time I walked across the city the clinic had closed. On the walk back home every park and woods literally tortured my ragging libido with there potential for cruising. I so wanted to feed the newly triggered itch in my ass. But, I was terrified to add what felt like another ticking time bomb into my vulnerable system. I was totally exhausted and collapsed into a fitful sleep as soon as I got home. I kept waking with xxx rated nightmares. At 3AM I awoke with a deeply shaming start. 'Why had I not called a taxi or Uber? How could I have been so incredibly stupid?' I was waiting at the clinic doors three quarters of an hour before they opened the next morning. The staff were pleasant enough. They gave me PEP for the known poz loads from Ben. But it was too late for the uncertain load from my first encounter. I would need to wait three weeks to be tested before they could see if I was still negative and eligible for Prep. They didn't need to tell me how important it was for me to refrain from unsafe sex for the three week interval. I didn't really have anything else to do, so decided to walk home and try to clear my head. Passing the first park I stoically set my eyes straight ahead and forced myself to walk past. At the first woods I found myself walking a path and justified, 'I was just enjoying nature. ' I was both disappointed and relieved when I didn't come upon anyone. Not even a dog walker. I decided I felt like a jog and soon pulled my t-shirt off. I was enjoying my easy pace and the fresh air caressing my bare chest. I was lost in thought when I ran out in front of a red mustang convertible. Luckily the driver had already slowed to turn into a city park. I quickly changed my course and jogged to his parking space to apologize. Stepping out of his car I heard his rich baritone voice; "Yeah, you owe me a good apology." I was instantly hooked, line and sinker, by his large dimpled smile. His eyes darted to a path into some shrubs and I needed no further explanation of his meaning. As I dutifully followed I realized he was a little over 6 feet tall, had broad shoulders, a strong looking v-shaped back, and a sexy bubble butt nicely contained in his tight khaki shorts. My guess that he was commando was soon quickly revealed. At this point I thought I could give him a nice safe blow job; but, he had spun and bent me against a tree trunk without a word of request on his part or consent on mine. His hot mouth was on my exposed ass immediately and his tongue began to fuck me. My resolve had melted into praying he had a condom. My mind raced; 'Why hadn't I accepted the ones they offered at the clinic? How had I been so certain I would be to frightened to engage in any sex?' Here I was already, bent over, ass exposed with a total hunky stranger tongue fucking me in some sparse bushes in a public park. Two hours hadn't even passed since my clinic visit. When he stood and whispered in my ear; "Nice tight hole there." The warmth of his body against my back ripped any thoughts of condoms from my mind and lips. "Oh yeah!"; were the only words I said as his good sized raw cock started it's first journey into my delighted fuck shoot. "Keep it down. This is a public park after all." "Awe, Mmmmm"; I tried to muffle my groans of pain and pleasure. I hadn't gotten a look at his manhood; but, it must have been a good size 'cause it was soon nudging my prostate. As his pace sped and the unmistakable slap of our fuck grew so did my moans and groans. One of his hands moved to cover my mouth and the other wrapped around my throat in a strong choke hold. Within three more pumps he unloaded deep in my ass as he released a roar that must have been heard throughout the park. He quickly withdrew, slapped my bare ass and thanked me for the apology. While pulling up my shorts I had to run to catch him at his car. The engine was already running. "Hey man, are you cl...? Uh?" "If you're going to so blatantly display that sexy otter body with that inviting cute face you either need to get yourself on Prep or resign you yourself to the inevitable." And, he drove off. The woman pushing the stroller nearby looked daggers through me. I hastily returned to the clinic to shame facedly confess my slip up. They made the mistake of reassuring me the PEP treatment would still be protecting me from the park breeding. I filled my pockets with their free condoms this time around.

Chapter 3 As much as my waiter looked like Draven Torres his buddy was the spitting image of Dawson. What were the chances? Two hunky waiters so closely resembling such infamous bareback porn stars? The party was winding down when the Dawson look-a-like pulled up a chair beside me. "My buddy tells me you want to play. I'm Ben. Meet me in ten minutes." As I entered the handicap stall Ben pulled me into a passionate kiss that took my breath away. His hands got busy freeing my clothes and just as quickly mine were busy with his'. When my hand slid over his crotch I couldn't believe the size of the hardening object hidden inside. He smiled at me and simultaneously pushed down on my shoulders. Clearly he wanted me at eye level for the great reveal; and, I was not opposed to his plan. When the twelve inch monster was released it sprang out and hit my face. I took a firm grasp and fed it into my eager mouth. As I slowly worked it in deeper I had a bullseye view of the biohazard tattoo directly in front of my eyes. On his left hip was a scorpion tattoo. I'd seen enough porn to know what these meant. I needed to stop this now but kept right on sucking. Having fucked my face to gagging capacity he pulled his fuck bat out of my mouth. It was covered in slime. I was hoisted, spun and bent faster than the movement of humming bird wings. I could already feel his naked cock against my hole before I found my voice; "You need a condom." I was fishing one from my pants around my ankles. "That won't fit me bud. It'll tear before my head pops inside. " "Do you have one your size." "What do you think?" His mushroom head breached my outer ring as poppers were held to my left nostril. I was coached to inhale deeply and hold my breath as inch after inch of his bare thick manhood snaked up my vulnerable ass. I was too high and the pain had turned to pure pleasure. I couldn't protest or resist. In fact I found myself pushing back with every thrust he plunged in. "Greedy otter hole you got there." His voice rasped. "Fuck man, you're going to come out my mouth. " I grunted. "Speaking of cum, tell me where you want mine ... I'm ... getting ...close..." "FUCK NO, don't cum in me!" I screamed as rope after rope of his hot cum painted my torn intestines. He collapsed onto my back and remained plunged deep as my ass involuntarily milked every last drop out of him. "Please tell me you are medicated and undetectable." "Fuck you kid! You know what those tattoos mean. ... And that's the first load I've dropped in five days. You're so fuckin full of my toxic sperm right now. And, we both know my huge man meat toar you to pieces. Now tell me how much you love that." There was no hiding or lying as he was stroking my hard cock. His pumping started up again and I was powerless to hold back my moans of pleasure. "Yeah. That's what I thought. You love your guts full of my poz cum. You're coming home with me and my bud tonight. ... What do you say? ... Want me to give you more toxin here? Or you want to wait for later?" "Fuck man! You may as well do it now and later." "Right answer!" Ben and Draven lookalike took me to their walk up three blocks from the hotel. I spent the rest of the night taking and giving them and their hunky roommate loads. I lost track of numbers. As I hobbled back to the hotel with the rising sun I knew I couldn't hide the large tell tale wet spot on the ass of my trousers. I knew I needed to get to the clinic as soon as we landed home later that afternoon. If it wasn't already too late I needed to get my poz cum hungry hole with a treacherous mind of it's own on Prep.