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

Was contacted from my locanto ad last night, a father and son wanting a morning session, there family is on holidays on the gold coast for 2 weeks. Gave them my address 8 am today they texted me saying that they are here. I let them in. Had the usual chit chat, they told me they said to there wife and mum that they were going to learn to surf. They were spit roasting me and taking turns fucking my mouth and my ass. 15 minutes later the son was cumming in my ass and the father was cumming in mouth. They are coming around tomorrow for another session, I looking forward to being bred by the dad and swallowing the sons cum. Father is 44 and son is 20

Coming Home 2 Part of me couldn’t comprehend what was happening... I was on my knees with Frankie’s cock... a cuntboy’s cock... in my mouth but it was what I needed. Finally losing myself in the moment, I worked my tongue against his now hard cock. “Fucking cocksucking cuntboy...” Daddy growled in approval, watching Frankie holding my face with both hands and begin to plunge in and out. I was gagging but soon got into the rhythm... remembering to time my breathing between each thrust. It was coming back to me. The memories came rushing back... the taste of precum... the feeling of serving cock. Every time the helmet of the cuntboy’s cock hit the back of my throat, it reinforced my place in the world. This was where I belonged. I was born to service all cocks. The assault continued and soon I could feel Frankie’s grip tighten. This was the moment I now worked for.... “GODDAMN CUNTMOUTH!” Frankie yelled pulling his cock back and shooting a huge load on my tongue. Greedily, I swallowed the salty load as his shaft now rested on my tongue before withdrawing. “Cuntmouth,” Frankie smiled, tracing my lips with his thumb and I took it in without a second thought. “Yeah, cuntmouth” I moaned, realizing the transformation that just happened. My eyes kept focus on Sammy’s sweating face... his dilated greens eyes fixed on me. “Fucking cuntboy...” he laughed… beading sweat rolling off and hitting me. Releasing his thumb... a representation of his cock... I moved down to his right foot and kissed it. “Now that’s my cuntboy,” Daddy smiled as Frankie raised his right foot. I took the offered foot in my hands and began to worship it... gently holding it with both hands while my tongue slowly moved from heel along the arch to his toes... sucking each individual one before moving to the other foot. Satisfied, I sat back on my haunches and took in the cuntboy I had just serviced. I was in awe... I had come full circle. I had been allowed to service the cuntboy I was all those years ago. Seeing the look on my face, Frankie pulled me up by my collar into a passionate kiss and tasted the remnants of the first load he was to leave in my cuntmouth. “I’m glad you realized your place.” said, licking his lips. “Though, I’m not sure you had a choice. Daddy was bent on having you back.” Raising my hands to Frankie’s hands still tightly on my collar, I nodded. “And now I have a cuntbro.” I smiled, squeezing his hands. Feeling Daddy’s strong hands on our shoulders, we both turned to him. Daddy stood in front of us with a devilish grin, “Well Sammy, what are you thinking?” Smiling back, “Fuck Daddy, I’m a fucking cuntboy again. And this time, it’s for keeps... what more can I say?” A look of tenderness came over his face for a moment and he moved towards us. We readily accepted his tongue exploring our cuntmouths as his hands moved to invade our cunts. “Shit!” we, his cuntboys, growled in unison before he pushed me aside. Now on the floor, I began to whimper watching my cuntbro on all fours take Daddy’s now hard cock. “Fucking cuntboy,” Daddy growled, hearing my whimpers. “There’s another packed pipe in the drawer over there,” he motioned. “Fucking get used to not being the only cuntboy,” Quickly, I crawled over to the drawer and pulled out the glass pipe and held it to my lips while lighting the torch and warming the bowl. The crystals began to glow and release the thick white clouds and I inhaled deeply. Holding it in my lungs, I watched the frenzied fucking Daddy was giving Frankie. Releasing the cloud, I moaned in a jealous fit, wanting Daddy’s cock for myself. I crawled over to them, trying to force myself into the fucking. Angered, Daddy pushed me back. “GET THE FUCK BACK CUNTBOY!” he yelled as he pounded my cuntbro. “FUCKING SMOKE THAT SHIT AND WATCH!” Dejected, I moved to pick up the pipe and took a long, deep hit. The chems seemed to relax me and I began to get turned on watching my cuntbro take Daddy’s cock. “Fuck yeah!” I growled, watching the look on Frankie’s face with every stroke. “Take Daddy’s cock, cuntbro!” “Yeah, cuntbro?” he responded. “You like watching me take cock?” “Shit yeah!” I moaned, exhaling other cloud. I remained there... now a total chemmed-up cuntboy, watching them. My hands moved to my crotch and grabbed at my limp cock and pulled.... “Fuck!” I whimpered... “Useless!” Daddy laughed, continuing to pound Frankie’s cunt. “Fucking useless tina dick on your cuntbro, Frankie!” “S’ok, cuntbor.” Frankie grunted, “No one’s gonna want your tina dick anyway. It’s your cunt that Daddy wants. Fuck your cock... it’s all about cunt for you.” I continued watching... hoping that Daddy would tire of him but the intense fucking continued. I was growing agitated, until I heard Daddy call to me. I immediately, straightened up but it wasn’t what I wanted. “Get the fuck over here, Sammy.” he yelled, “Feed some of those clouds to your cuntbro.” The disappointment was all over my face... I slowly moved to them. “NOW!” Daddy yelled, shoving his cock into Frankie’s cunt and forcing him down on his elbows... cunt up. Quickly, I scrambled and placed the pipe stem in Frankie’s mouth and lit the bowl. “Get him nice and spun like you, Sammy.” Daddy ordered watching him take in the smoke. “That’s it... more.” Inhaling deeply, Frankie held it in and raised his chin to me with a pleading look. I smiled and lowered my cuntmouth to his... our lips almost touching. He began to release the white cloud and I instinctively took it in. “AGAIN!” He ordered and we began to exchange clouds. The fucking increased as Daddy’s thrusts became shorter and harder... With lips now sealed together, our tongues began to clash as the cloud enveloped both cuntmouths. Knowing it wouldn’t be long now, we both inhaled the last remnants of the cloud as Daddy exploded in Frankie’s cunt. “GODDAMN CUNTS!” Daddy roared, exploding into Frankie. Finally spent, Daddy stood, grasped my head and smashed it against Frankie’s face, forcing our cuntmouths together. “SHARE!” he ordered forcing us to expel the last of the cloud in our lungs into each other. The combination of chems and what I had just been subjected now drove me crazy. Immediately, I moved to Daddy’s cock to clean it... tasting the remains of his load and my cuntbro’s cuntjuices. “Good cuntboy,” Daddy sighed from pleasure, “You remember your training.” Satisfied I had done my job, Daddy patted my head and motioned to Frankie. “Go on... Feed.” Immediately, I moved to Frankie’s leaking cunt and spread his asscheeks to reveal his wet swollen cuntlips. “Beautiful!” I moaned and began to lap up the fluids. God... I didn’t realize how I missed it! The nerve endings in my now shaved skin began to pulse, and I continued to feed on the intoxicating mixture. “FUCK SAMMY!” Frankie bellowed, shoving himself onto my face and covering my face in remains of the fuck and my saliva. “Alright Sammy.” Daddy said, interrupting my feeding. I continued on, ignoring my Daddy. “I said, ALRIGHT!” he ordered, pulling me off and slapping me across the face. I was in shock... all I could do was stare into Daddy’s angry face. Seeing the chem-fueled glaze on mine, Daddy took a breath. “Put him in the bed and get him something out of the medicine cabinet...” he told Frankie before turning back to me. “Guess it’s been a bit overwhelming...” he said, holding my face in his hands. “Welcome home, cuntboy. It’s been a long time.”

Going Home I walked straight into the living room and went to the bar leaving a trail of discarded clothes behind. Eyeing the scotch, I poured the amber liquid into the tumbler and sighed while raising the glass and taking note of the distinct streaks running down the sides. “Fuck...” I groaned, the aroma filling my nose and mouth. I took a sip of the layers of sweet and aromatic smoke and sat down... my bare skin against the cool leather of the chair. Feeling the warmth go down my throat, I casually grabbed my cock and balls with my left hand before leaving the full sac nestled in my palm. It had been a long week and I was ready for the weekend. Finally relaxed, I wandered into the bathroom and stepped into the shower. Turning on the water, I felt the warm rush covering my body and release the built-up tension from the work week. It had been two weeks... two weeks of grueling work leaving me with no time to breed a tight cunt. Grabbing some body wash, I closed my eyes and began to stroke my thickening cock. Fuck... it felt so good but I was determined to save my load for later and continued to shower. Walking back into the bedroom, I smiled at the leather gear I had prepared that morning. “Now first things first,” I grinned, grabbing my size 11 boots and slipped my socked feet into them and laced up. Seeing the metal glint of the thick cockring, I picked up the heavy piece and squeezed my cock and full sac through until they stood out prominently from my crotch. Next, I grabbed the leather jock and raised it to my nose... the mixture of the leather and my sweaty musk filled my nostrils. I bent down, stepped into the leg straps and eased the jock up my muscled legs. With care, I firmly placed my cock and sac in the soft enveloping leather pouch. I then grabbed the leather buckled armband and fastened it around my left bicep, pulling it taut, and buckled it. Looking at myself in the mirror, I ran my fingers down my bicep and felt the subtle pulsing of the vein. I smiled and took a deep breath. Feeling the black leather of the chaps calling me, I picked it up, taking in the leather aroma and fastened the waistband around my 34” waist and smoothed the hide down. Sliding the zipper up the inside of each leg, I could feel the leather now encasing my legs like a second skin. Grabbing at my now hard cock trying to escape its confines I reached for the harness. Dropping it over my shoulders, I secured the straps tightly. Turning to face the mirror, I stood legs spread and cupped my prominent pecs with both hands before slipping my fingers to the ringed tits and roughly pulled at them... eliciting a growl escaping my open mouth. God, it felt so good! It was the one thing from my early days as a sub that I could never overcome... those were the days when my tits were connected to my cunt. Yeah... I had a cunt then but now I crave to breed cunt and have never looked back. I stood there taking myself in. Sure, I was now in my mid 40s but I could still see vestiges of those days. “Genetics,” I grunted. Gone was the smooth 6’ 175lb 20-something black haired blue-eyed sub that lived for cock. I continued going to the gym which ensured my body had grown into the solid muscled form in the mirror. My buzz cut, as well as my beard, now had hints of grey and I no longer kept my body smooth. My pecs were covered with a coat of soft fur and, while my crotch was no longer completely smooth, I kept it trimmed down to proudly show off the large cock and full sac that I had inherited from my father. Feeling the hard shaft pulsing to escape its leathered confines, I remembered the times when I felt it a curse... a complete sub with a large cock and low-hanging sac that teased bottom subs into begging to have it inside them. It was a warm summer night so I made my way to the bar nearby by foot. Walking into the dark bar, it was his piercing green eyes that immediately drew me to the boy standing at the bar taking the last sip of beer. There was something about him... The boy was late 20’s, standing about 6’ with black hair and scruffy beard. He was pretty much non-descript and would have been overlooked by some. But having done this for a while, I could discern his solid muscled frame covered by the loose shirt, jeans and beat up sneakers. Approaching the bar, Brian the bartender greeted me with my usual beer ready on the counter. “Two,” I brusquely ordered without giving him a second look. Knowing my routine, Brian looked over to the guy and nodded... The second beer appeared and I handed it to the boy without saying a word. He took hold of the bottle and took a long swallow without missing a beat. I was definitely intrigued. I motioned to the back patio and left him behind, knowing he would follow. Walking past a loud group of men, I made my way to the empty back corner and waited while I drank my beer. I stood there for a bit with no sign of him. “Fucker...” I thought, surprised the boy hadn’t immediately followed and roughly put the bottle down on the table. That’s when I saw the boy approaching... “Fucking cunt....” I growled, seeing him transformed out of his street clothes into the perfect leather sub. I studied the boy as he confidently moved towards me with two full beers while the crowd parted to let him through. His pecs were now framed in a harness showing off his muscled smooth pecs topped with a set of ringed tits just begging to be tortured. My eyes continued down his defined abs to the stretched out black mesh jockstrap containing a massive bulge before moving down past his thick thighs to take in his powerful booted legs. Arriving, he handed me the beer. “Good boy,” I slowly growled showing my approval at his transformation. “Thank you, Sir.” he replied with what I could have sworn was a slight attitude but I overlooked it. I wasn’t in the mood to play a long-drawn-out game and I wanted to fuck... this one would more than do. Frank was his name and he was new to the city. We kept the conversation to the basics while we had another couple of rounds... all the time ignoring the gathering crowd around us. Suddenly, I could hear the crowd quiet at the front of the patio and begin to murmur but I was fixed on the boy in front of me. That's when it happened... a strap of leather came down between us and was quickly fastened and locked around Frank’s neck. Standing still, the now collared boy lowered his eyes. “Sooo, Sammy” a familiar voice came from behind the collared boy, “I see you’ve taken a liking to my boy.” Surprised at hearing that name after all these years, I looked up and saw him. It was Dan, my first Daddy... the one who transformed me into a cuntboy all those years ago. He had aged but was still a formidable man. Now in his 60’s, his 6’3” muscled frame was still solid and stood out in his gear. His azure blue eyes now even more striking with his silver hair. For a second, I didn’t know what to do, but Dan quickly put me at ease. “Sorry SAM,” he emphasized. “Old habits...” he laughed, taking a swig of his beer. “It’s been a while...” “Uhhh DaddDAN,” I said, quickly correcting myself. “I didn’t know you were back in town.” “Just moved back this week,” he said, grabbing the beer in his boy’s hand and slipping it into the boy’s cunt, “and I brought this one back with me.” Removing the now cunt-slicked bottle, Dan handed it to his boy who took it without a second thought and drank. “He takes to training quickly.” Dan laughed, placing his hand on my shoulder and squeezing. “It’s good seeing you.” Finally at ease, we talked about our lives as the crowd increased and drew us closer together as I felt the sexual tension rise. “Finish up,” Dan suddenly snapped at the boy and walked away... leaving me surprised. Quickly, the boy downed the remainder of his beer and followed obediently behind. I just stood watching the boy’s muscled ass framed in the black straps of his jock. He stopped and looked back at me. “You know he doesn’t like to be kept waiting.” he said matter-of-factly and motioned towards Dan. “Let’s go.” I took a final gulp and made my way inside and through the busy bar. Finally outside, I joined them in the parking lot as a car arrived. “I ordered a car... yours should be fine here.” Dan said, fingering the boy’s cunt. I nodded, not letting on that I lived close by and got into the vehicle with the boy between me and Dan. Making our way to their place, we bantered about nothing in particular while my hand explored the boy’s fleshy cuntlips. Dan, seemingly oblivious, rested his arm across the boy’s back. “We’re here,” Dan squeezed my shoulder as the boy shifted to give me access to his moist cunt. Getting out of the car, I scratched my nose to smell the fresh cunt juices covering my fingers. My cock jumped and I took a quick taste of the musky cuntjuices on my fingers. Walking into the house, I took in the living room. Dan had always had good taste and this place was no exception. “This way,” Dan growled, leading me through the house to what appeared to be a guestroom. Entering, I smiled... remembering he always had a room set up for play.... sling, fuck bench, St. Andrews cross and a large bed covered in black rubber sheets. “Daddy,” I heard the boy say and I turned... forgetting he was addressing the Daddy who stood next to me. The boy passed me and handed Dan the already lit pipe. They began sharing the pipe while I stood there watching them take the hits. After a few, Dan passed me the pipe and leaned in to blow a thick white cloud into his boy’s mouth. Watching the sight before me, I took a long drawn out hit while they began to devour each other in a deep kiss. Dan’s strong hands roamed over the smooth muscled back of his current boy and pulled his ass cheeks apart, exposing the boy’s cunt as if to tease me. I continued the hits until the bowl was empty and still, they continued... tongues clashing and licking. My cock was now straining inside my jock and I released it. The minutes passed and I couldn’t take my eyes off them while I continued stroking. Eying me, Dan turned the boy around to face me and stood behind him. Releasing the boy’s large cock from the stretched-out mesh pouch, he held it firmly in his rough hand. “See this cock, Sam?” Dan growled at me. “This cock is useless... it’s all about cunt on this one. Remind you of anyone?” And with a scowl, he turned to the boy... “Sam there was once my cuntboy like you are now. Go on... I know you want to service that cock. But don’t get any fucking ideas... you’re mine until I decide otherwise.” Now spun, I realized what had drawn me to this boy! “Fuck....” I moaned seeing the hung cuntboy before me... I was him at that age! With that, the cuntboy dropped to his knees, crawled to me and took me in with his eager mouth. “Fuck yes, cuntboy! Take it all!” I growled as his tongue worked its way around my shaft. “Get me ready to fucking breed your cunt!” Obediently, he took a breath and opened his jaw to take my cock while reaching up and grasping my glutes to pull me in deeper. I quickly grabbed his head with both hands and held it there as his lips began to ever so slightly move against the shaft. His tongue now settled underneath, he began to gently lap at the underside. “Goddamn hot cuntmouth...” I grunted feeling his fingers begin to move towards my hole which caused me to lose the moment. I let go of his head and angrily pushed his hands away. Grabbing his head again, I began to brutally face fuck the cuntboy. I quickly pumped my swelling cock in and out of his throat. With my pace increasing, I could feel myself losing control so I quickly pushed him down on all fours and shoved my cock inside him until my crotch slapped against his ass cheeks. “Fuck yeah!” the cuntboy cried out feeling my cock fill him. “Goddamn right, cuntboy!” I growled pulling back, leaving only my cockhead inside him before shoving it back inside... “Gonna breed that cunt til it’s full!” Grabbing his hips, I began pummeling that hot cunt... harder and faster with every stroke as sweat began to cover us. “Please!” the boy kept up... pleading to be fucked as he felt my cock engorge and stretch him further. “Dammit Dan!” I growled continuing the pounding, “Fucking hot cunt!” That’s when I felt the point of no return... I couldn’t hold it back any longer and with a final thrust, I shoved my cock in to the hilt. “Aww fuck!” I roared feeling his cunt tighten. flooding his cunt with hot cum before falling on his back and taking hold of his tits. “Yes!” the cuntboy purred... his cuntlips milking my shaft for the remnants of my load as I rested on his back. Pushing myself off the cuntboy, I straightened up, moved to face him and took his face in my hands. “Cuntboy...” I murmured., seeing the expression of desire and submission in those now dilated green eyes. Unexpectedly, I leaned in and our mouths met in a passionate kiss. “Wow... didn’t expect that.” Dan chuckled, watching us continue to devour each other. My hands slipped down his face and began to explore his sweaty body. It was as if I was inspecting my own body... albeit 20 years ago. Not satisfied yet, I again grabbed his head. Thinking I was going to kiss him, he moved in but I swiftly I buried myself in his throat... smashing his face and nose against my crotch, releasing the contents of my bladder. “That’s it, drink it down cuntboy, swallow it all...” I ordered, stroking his face as he gulped the hot piss down. With the last drops running down his throat, I felt his lips run along the surface of my cock as his cuntmouth released me. Taking the final drop from my piss slit, he moved down to my sac and engulfed one of my balls and rolled it over his tongue before moving on to the other. “Shit!” I growled, enjoying the attention. And that's when I felt Dan’s rough hands on me. For a minute I tried to fight back but the chems and the sensation of the cuntmouth on my sac overcame any resistance. I could feel him removing my arm band and replace it a rubber tourniquet. The grip of the rubber became tighter, almost painful around my bicep. “Relax...” he ordered, slipping a large dosed rig into my bulging vein to mix its contents with my blood. “Fuck yes...” I moaned, feeling the small amount of pressure as the plunger dropped and filled me. Time seemed to stop and go backwards at the same time... I was reliving my first slam at the hands of this man yet here I was, no longer a cuntboy... I was being serviced by a cuntboy now. I was confused. “Come on Sammy, enjoy it.” Dan laughed seeing my confusion. “What... Oh god!” I babbled, feeling my sac now fully in the cuntboy’s mouth as Dan began circling. “It’s been a while hasn’t it, Sammy?” he taunted me, slapping my cheek with the hard shaft. “Remember how much you loved servicing my cock.” My eyes followed the familiar jutting cock and it all came flooding back. My mouth began to water, remembering the feeling of my lips sliding over the veined shaft... my jaw fell slack. I couldn’t fight the desire... my tongue extended to accept Dan’s cock as the cuntboy released my sac and moved to the side of the room where I wasn’t able to see him. “That’s it, Sammy... take it in.” he grunted. I immediately began worshipping the cock, tasting the precum now streaming from his piss slit on my tongue. “Good boy... you miss it don’t you?” Dan laughed, grabbing my head and shoving his cock further in. “Fuck yes...” I mumbled, not missing him calling me ‘boy’… the shaft continued making its way along my tongue until I felt the helmet in my throat. “Yeah, thought so.” he growled and began thrusting. I moaned with hunger for his cock and the hours of cocksucking training I had been subjected to came back to me. I began the manipulation and vibrations that I knew would produce the explosion of cum that I craved. “Not yet boy!!!” Dan yelled pushing me off his cock and stood before me. I took him in as if for the first time... he was a leather god! How could I ever had stopped worshipping him? I wanted nothing more than to serve this man... My eyes moved down his sturdy frame and focused on his boots. I wanted to lick those boots, taste them and feel them on my tongue. “Go on boy...” he ordered, seeing the need to service on my face. Immediately, I crawled forward and began to lick the boot, tasting the tart leather on my tongue. Moaning, I moved over the leather before moving onto its mate... ensuring both shone with saliva. Once done, I sat back on my haunches causing my ass cheeks to spread and I could feel a hunger begin to emanate from deep inside me. I knew what I was feeling but there was a part of me that couldn’t vocalize it as Dan studied me. “Prepare him!” he ordered the cuntboy now standing next to him. Without a word, the cuntboy motioned to follow him as he left the room. Not understanding, I remained there for a second. “NOW!” Dan roared, pushing back to the floor with his size 13 boot. Rising, I rushed out into the hallway and saw the cuntboy walking into another room. Entering, I saw it must have been Dan’s bedroom. Passing the large four poster bed covered in luxurious fabrics, I made my way into the bathroom where I saw the cuntboy, now stripped naked, in the large shower area. “Strip and get in,” he said, “The cockring too.” Dropping my gear, I entered the tiled area and he began to cover my face in lather. I was shocked and speechless to what was happening... I just froze as he started to remove my beard. Next was the fur on my chest before moving to my pits and then down the arms to the back of my hands. Legs were then done. Satisfied, he eyed my crotch. “Relax,” he said, lathering my crotch. I began to shiver as he worked to shave around the base of my cock before pulling on my sac and shaving it. My crotch now smooth, he turned me around without effort and lathered the small of my back to my ass cheeks. That’s when I came out of it... he spread my legs apart and pushed my back down, exposing my hole. I felt his lathered fingers work around my hole and teasingly trying to enter before removing every hair. With a grunt, the cuntboy turned on the water and grabbed a shower hose from its holder to rinse me. I stood there, feeling the warm water rush effortlessly over my shaved body. “One more thing,” he chuckled, grabbing a long chrome nozzle. What could I do? I wanted the cock in the playroom... I needed it. It had been years since I bottomed but I craved that cock out there. Without a word, I bent over and spread my cheeks. “Fuuuck!” I moaned, feeling the nozzle enter me and begin filling me. My gut was expanding and I could feel the immense pressure build... the bastard was making sure I was cleaned out. Patting my back, he signaled I had enough and removed it. I knew the drill and held it until I needed to expel. “Again,” the cuntboy motioned and we repeated the ritual until he was satisfied and we fully showered. Toweling off, I felt the cool air against my shaved body. I stood there watching the cuntboy gear up again... harness, jockstrap and collar. Going for mine, he snapped... “Just the harness for now...” Fitting the harness tightly around me, I could feel the soft leather sliding against my shaved skin. Feeling the sensation concentrating on my tits, I grabbed at them and pulled as we walked back to the playroom. Entering the playroom, Dan stood there looking at me intensely and pointed to the mirrored wall. “Look at yourself... What do you see?” Turning, I took a breath. I was seeing the reflection of what I would have been if I had stayed with Dan. My shaved body showed every nuance and detail of my muscled body. My hands moved to my smooth face... the results were surprising... I looked 10 years younger. My hands began to roam over my body. Feeling how they slid easily over the skin and I moaned before taking my cock and sac in my hands. I shivered... the barrier of hair now gone. Walking up behind me, he locked a collar on me and put his hands on my shoulders. He asked again... “What do you see?” With a deep breath, I looked directly into his eyes in the mirror and answered.... “A cuntboy... I see a cuntboy, Daddy.” With a smile, he nodded slipping his cock inside my cunt. “That’s right, Sammy, you’re a cuntboy... my cuntboy.” “Fuck yes, Daddy!” I yelled... feeling the pain of his cock stretching me. My cunt was spasming... welcoming back my Daddy’s thick shaft after so long. Then, the thrusting began... He was again taking control of my cunt as he hit my prostate over and over. My cock was now leaking... “Your cock!” I moaned watching him fuck me in the mirror... feeling the shaft engorge. “I’ve missed that cunt...” Daddy grunted... his breathing growing deeper until I felt his pace shorten and increase in intensity. “Feed my cunt!” I begged, working my cuntlips around his wonderful cock as I felt the pulsing volley erupting into me. “Fucking cuntboy... Daddy’s home...” he yelled, and my cunt instinctively began to milk the last drops of his load. We stood there covered in sweat, Daddy remaining inside me until we were interrupted. “Daddy always said you were the perfect cuntboy.” the cuntboy grinned, holding up another rig. “Yeah, Frankie?” I growled holding out my arm as I felt Daddy’s cock slip out of my cunt. Tying the strap, Frankie held my arm. “Yeah... Sammy... or should I say cuntbro?” he growled, pushing the chems into my willing body. Feeling the slam, I growled... “Fuck yeah... cuntbro!” and dropped to my knees taking his cock into my mouth... “I’m home.”

I still remember the very first time I had a cock push past my inner ring (second sphincter), and at that time I didn’t even know anything about it. I was young and I used a program called Mirc (internet relay chat) to find tops in my area— Miami Dade/Broward counties. I developed a semi-steady relationship with an older guy who would fuck and breed me on a regular basis and one day, he had a friend over who (he said) wanted to check me out. This guy, a true Black stallion, albeit also older, literally sported a foot long cock, and I remember seeing stars, when he managed to get his plum sized helmet head past my sphincter. I truly believed THAT would be the highlight of my day, my week, or even the best thing ever because I was so young and inexperienced. My guy had to literally hold me in place on all four, and at the edge of his really tall bed, until this monster got the head of his cock pop into my ass. I screamed like a bitch, which I never do, but they didn’t allow me to move, and my repeated “please take it out!” were totally ignored. He just stood there, head in, with the rest of his cock waiting for what was to come. I don’t how long it took for me to get accustomed to the circumference of his cock but it was surely 10 minutes plus. And then he began to fuck me, real slow, but deeper and deeper. I think he took his time because I even asked to suck my regular oldie, to stick his cock in my mouth— the idea of me being skewered on a spit roast had long been a fantasy of mine, way on top of my bucket list. Now, THIS was the highlight of my day! And then I felt his head pushing into my second, inner ring, which I thought was the place where my bowels took a turn to somewhere, and where he would just not be able to go any further. I seriously didn’t know about a think called inner ring and I didn’t know that humans had no control over it, unlike our anal (outer) ring. He kept pushing and poking with his cock, and now my oldie was feeding me his hardened cock with a regular dosage of poppers, every two minutes, until my head was feeling like a drum. This went on for at least half an hour, and they took pictures of me, and talked to their friends on flip phones, ubiquitous at the time. I don’t even know if pictures of those cocks my ass and mouth were sent to those friends, but for a moment I feared more people would come and I would be seriously hurt from so much fucking. In the end, that didn’t happen, they both just kept fucking me, not rough, rather mild, but without a break. And then— surprise. I don’t know if they planned it, but as if on cue, my oldie took his cock off my mouth, bent over me, and grabbed me with both his arms, pushing me face down into a pillow on the mattress. He held me there, while at the very same time, the Black guy gave a huge push forward, into me, and then I felt it. The pain, the surprise, the way they held me, for those 15 seconds (seemed like an hour), was indescribable. I again felt that humongous head past something inside my bowels, and I was being held in place. The pillow below my face made sure my screams, probably too loud for a regular gated community in North Miami Beach, were perfectly muffled, and I remember sweat springing from my forehead as I realised the guy in my ass wasn’t going out. He planted himself behind me and then I felt him bend over me from behind. The sweat of his upper torso stuck to my shivering back, and his foot long schlong changed angle as he did. When his bent was low enough for his face to reach mine, he whispered in my ear “welcome to the foot long club, baby!” and then began sucking my earlobe. I moaned and moaned, but I now know THIS was the highlight of my day. My oldie let go of me, and jumped behind the two of us, and knelt down to get a close up view of this guy’s cock welded in my chute. I heard him say, rather loudly “yep! It’s all in, man! And it looks so fucking beautiful!” The Black guy fucked me like that— his belly and chest glued to my back for what seemed like an eternity until I felt him thicken inside me, and when I felt his cock’s convulsions I knew he was breeding me past my inner circle.

Well the old guy I have been seeing texted me Saturday night and told me his toys and hook came in and him and his friend want to see me right away. I got there and the two were dressed all leathers again. I knew I was in trouble. They walked me over to the bathroom handed me some fleet enamas and said make sure your clean. Used them made sure i was all clean. I got out and they were standing there waiting and had a collar put on very tight and a chain was clipped one pulled to see if the collar would tighten up. And it did I choked when the chain was pulled tight. They pulled me over to the door to the garage then pushed me and I fell to the floor hurt my knees a little as I was kicked to push me over. They stood over me and were playing with their cocks. One reach to the chain and pulled me up with it as i was choking I got up. The walked me to the bench and bent me over it to strap my leggs and hands with restraints. No handcuffs this time. Then a strap around my waist and bench. I really couldn't move an inch. They put a bandana around my eyes. Got a slap on the face and was told no talking and behave. I felt a hard smack on my cheeks then some more. Felt some fingers rubbing I bet my red ass. Felt my hole get played with i thought was a finger and it was push in a little. I said ouch and was told to shut up. Someone started to lick me hole then I felt a finger go in. He played a little. Then I felt some very cold stuff on my hole then something very much ribbed got put in my hole then pushed deep. They lept thrusting it in and out for a bit. They pulled it out and got my hole licked got a slap on the face and as soon as i shook it off i felt something very cold go in my hole. I felt a pull and it was the hook going all the way in. They must have hooked my choker chain to it as they pulled the chain i got choked and the hook pulled my hole tight. It was hot. I had a cock shoved in my face and i started to suck it as he pulled the chain hard. He was getting hot over this he got so hard as he choked and yank the hook. One of them played with the hook as i was sucking. I got hard with all this. Someone unhooked the chain and pulled on the hook hard and said he hole is getting stretched as hell. He pulled the hook out and shoved his cock in me and pump hard. He fucked me for some time and i felt a load dropped in and heard someone say hes going to be a dump slut. I felt the hook go in and hooked on the chain. I kept sucking and tasted something a bit sour then tasted like some piss. He said swallow this as he released some piss in my mouth and as i was swallowing he said drink it all and a lot more started to strean out. He pulled on the chain and i spilt some piss and got slap. Then i heard the garage door open and close then some talking. I felt the chain get pulled and the chain got unhooked. The the hook was removed and felt a cock go in. He pumped for some time then a moan he pulled out then another cock went in as he pumped I had a cock in my face to suck. Got another load and again another cock in me. This went on for a long time. I must have had 4 dumps in me. Then I felt something big go in and was pushed in deep had to be a plug. I laid there for a little and I could feel .movement around me. Then al of a sudden I was getting drenched in piss. All of them must have pissed at the same time then felt someone lick my ass and crack.. fucking hot! Then al of a sudden it was quiet and I laid there for at least 30 or more minutes. I couldn't move still. Then i heard someone waking towards me and the plug got pulled out. I felt some drippings coming out and all of a sudden a cock was shoved in me he pumped for a while then he blew a load. He said dont move till i tell you. He unstraped me and walked away as i laid there then a few minutes later i heard a voice yell get up and shower up you can leave now. As i got clean and dressed i walk to the front door and heard my friends liked your hole tonight. ill text you later. Loved the anal hook it was fun

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.

Had a hot foursome today with my buddy, my younger regular fuckboy and his mate so it was 2 daddies on 2 boys. Me and my buddy put the boys on their bellies and ate out their holes and got em good n wet. We mounted the boys and started fucking them. We swapped boys every few minutes. They were whining like horny pups so we decided it was time to seed them. My buddy ws balls deep in my fuckboy and I was fuking his mate. My Buddy is hairy bear of a man and I love watching him fuck - he said he was gunna cum and I was close too so we emptied our balls in their arses at the same time. We’ve done this loadsa times but it’s always horny as fuck

[think before following links] https://newtumbl.com/x_kWr3x7sQ89rH Love this kind of breeding!

Getting shingles is how i learned i am HIV poz. It wasn't a fun disease, and for me was probably opportunistic related to my compromised immune system because of HIV. It took about 6 weeks to resolve and was hard to diagnose. At first the suspicion was appendicitis, or some intestinal issue because of the symptoms. i eventually developed a rash, but it was minimal, just a few spots. i got on HIV meds immediately and once i became undetectable, my immune system butyl back up and i have not had and issue since. There is a lot of ignorance about vaccines. To me, especially after becoming a nurse, they are the best medicine we have in healthcare. Vaccines waken and employ the bodies immune response vs other interventions where we directly try to kill the disease with a drug. Our bodies are the smartest doctor we will ever have. The drugs we use to directly combat a disease have side effects and are an after the fact response we use once we are sick. Vaccines are preventative medicine.

Wish I was there getting the gift

Well with about 6 weeks left in 2022 I have to say I’ve lost the absolute count on loads of cum up my ass …. But with a high degree of confidence that I’m within a sort of 120 load margin of error : I put my load count at 2,250 for the years so far. That’s a little over 6 loads a day… which actually makes me feel more like the number is more in the 2,500 +\- 120 🙂 lol NOT NEARLY ENOUGH TO SATISFY THIS INSATIABLE CUMDUMP FUCKHOLE OF MINE !:)

Popped over to London for the long Veterans’ Day weekend. Was eager to try some new places in London and I have always wanted to explore Hampstead Heath and it’s fuck tree. Saturday night I attended naked night at the Bunker. I got there a little on the later side because I had gone to the Lil Nas X concert earlier that night. They were about 15 to 20 guys but the crowd seemed a little spent at that point. Within minutes of my arrival, I got down on my knees in front of a black guy and started sucking his dick. His thick 7 inches fit pleasantly in my mouth and he hardened up. After some time I started to guide him to my hole. He got in but then started to soften up rather quickly. This happened several times so I decided to move on. Most of the crowd was in one big room at that point. I had a couple of guys explore my hole with fingers or dick but nothing significant happened until One guy suggested that we move to a cubby. Once in the cubby his Dom side came out. Became very verbal asking me if I liked poz loads and Nigger dick up my ass (he was white). He got more turned on as I told him that I was a cumdump and a whore for any man’s loads. His aggressiveness increased and he was pulling completely out and then slamming back into me ‘til he came shouting “take my poz load you fucking faggot!”. After that the place seemed to be winding down so I decided to check out Hampstead Heath. Despite the late hour and darkness, I managed to find fuck tree pretty easily. There were still several guys trolling around at four in the morning. I sucked a few more dicks and got a few loads before heading back to the hotel at six in the morning. I decided I would go back on Sunday evening at an earlier time. More to come.

I love when my father and my sons spit roast me….breeding my soggy pussy.

Best Western 2 A few weeks ago I met a guy that had contacted me through one of the dating sites at the Best Western and took his loads. About a week after that unsurprisingly I came down with a case of the "fuck flu". Today I got a message from him saying he was back in town at the same Best Western and he had a surprise for me. I told him I would be there soon and got started cleaning up and putting on some jock underwear. When I got there he let me in and I noticed we weren't alone. There was a thin twinky young guy laying down flat on the bed with his hands and feet fastened with some kind of leather belts. He had a blindfold on and a ball gag in his mouth. I quickly stripped and waited for the top guy's command. He told me to get some lube from the tub on the nightstand and lube up the other guy's hole. I did so, not sure why he wanted me to do it. I quickly got the answer without asking though, because he told me to lube up my cock and fuck the twink. I haven't topped in years and don't really have a big dick so I'd probably never get a guy so cute, but since he was tied and blindfolded he had no idea and couldn't do anything about it anyway. So I stroked myself a little but was surprisingly already hard at the thought of feeling this tight little hole. I lubed up my little cock and then after testing the hole again with first one, then two, then three fingers I easily slid balls deep. The twink let out a little moan around the gag so I paused there for a second before pulling back out and then slamming back in as hard as I could. Damn, it felt good and I don't know why but I felt like topping for the first time in a long time. Pretty soon I was giving him all I had, my ass going up and down and my hips slapping his butt with each stroke. Then I felt a hand on my ass. First giving it a good slap, then feeling me up. I slowed down and paused for a second while a lubed finger probed my ass, then two with more lube. While I was still fully impaled into the twink I felt the big dick of the POZ top guy slide into me until he was also fully impaled. Then he pulled back out until only the tip remained right at my sphincter. I pulled out of the twink and back onto the dick until I was again fully impaled as he pushed back forward to force me down and keep me sheathed in the twink. We slowly figured out a rhythm and started to move faster, me being pumped as I was in turn pumping. All three of us were grunting, moaning and groaning as we could hear over the sound of skin slapping. This went on for a while until I felt the pumping of the POZ top start to get erratic and he groaned out "Oh yeah, giving both of you my DNA". I stopped fully inside the twink and the POZ top fully inside me. I felt his hot cum jetting into me and it triggered my orgasm as well, sending my now tainted seed into the twink. The POZ top pulled out and pushed me off the twink, then he mounted up and started pounding him hard. Soon he had blasted his second charged load directly into the twink. "I'm knocking your tight little faggot ass up!". He then unbuckled the twink and pushed me down on the bed and started giving me the same treatment, the twink watching and jerking his cock. The POZ top had amazing stamina, as his big dick never waned in hardness. It took a good long time before he came in me. Afterwards he said into my ear "He got my strain from both of us, I want you to help spread it far and wide". After that the twink and I both got dressed and I waited for him a minute outside while he had a few words with the POZ top. After he came outside we exchanged names on the dating site so we could maybe hook up again. Surprisingly he told me that he liked chubby dad types like me. I told him that I hadn't topped in a long time but had liked it again more than I thought I would. A about a week after that I got a message from the twink "I'm pregnant". I answered back "So am I". He asked me if I'd like to meet him. I told him I'd get a room at the Best Western where we had both been impregnated. "One of my friends from school would like to play with us". I told him that sounded great... but that's another story. To be continued?

268 anon loads blasted up my cunt so far this year. Monkeypox slowed me down a bit, and I just had my appendix out yesterday. Gotta take a couple weeks off to recover, hoping I can still get to 300 by the end of the year 🤞🤞

This is based on something that happened to a lad I knew, but for various reasons I've changed the details. ************************************************************** Alan was a new guy at work, recently graduated and moved down from his native Aberdeen to work in the city. He was a good looking lad, not quite six feet, naturally lean and with a cheeky grin. He was slowly growing out of being a hot twink, with a hot body and a cute, perky arse. He had dark hair and eyes, and turned a few of the girls' heads in the office, so I had no objections when he was put in the desk opposite mine. One day, I had to go out to see a client, and our chat finished about six o'clock. As it was a nice, warm evening, I decided to walk home, cutting across the park. It was about 6:30 PM when I looked up and saw Alan. I knew this wasn't his usual way home, but then thought it might be cool to take him out for dinner in a pub nearby. Not only would dinner in a pub save cooking, but one never knows what else might occur. I was some distance behind him, not sure whether to jog and catch up or send him a text, when just then he went into the toilets next to the footie pitch. I sat on the bench outside and waited. He was taking a long time. Other men were coming and going, and still Alan didn't reappear. I was sure it was him, yet had I been mistaken? Eventually I thought 'What the hell. I'll go in and check'. It took a few moments for my eyes to adjust to the dim light, but when I could see, I saw three guys at the urinals: one was a tall guy in his 40s, and two were younger lads who, I guessed, were from the local college. The eyes of all three guys quickly checked me out, then returned to what was making their cocks stiff: despite trying to be quiet, the wet sounds of fucking and the occasional grunt were audible from one of the cubicles. The door of the cubicle was open, and I could see the thrusting arse of a man as he plunged his cock into another man, who was bent over, and who's trousers were round his ankles, while he took it like a champ. Even unseen, I knew the guy getting fucked was Alan, I was sure of it. I went into the adjoining cubicle, in which, as I hoped, there was a glory hole that gave me a good look at the bottom's face. No doubt about it: it was Alan, and he was in bottom boy heaven. I caught the glint of lust in his eyes as he looked back and hissed "Cum in me, breed my hole." His body took the impact of his fucker's last few thrusts and, through gritted teeth, the unseen man moaned as he spunked Alan's ass. Alan, meanwhile, had shut his eyes and a smiled a cat-who-got-the-cream smile. I heard the top pull-out, and then chuckle as he zipped-up, saying as he left, "Go easy with that, mate." I briefly wondered what the guy meant, but then I saw it in Alan's face as the next cock pushed into him. "Too much, mate, go easy," Alan whispered, his eyes watering from the anal assault. "Take it, slut." "Easy! Go easy!" "Plenty of spunk in here to lube it up." Alan gritted his teeth and took what I could tell was a hard fuck from a big cock. A very big cock. I stood up on the toilet and looked over the top of the cubicle. There was Alan, bent over getting raw fucked hard by the biggest cock I had ever seen. It looked like a baseball bat was disappearing up Alan's boycunt, almost as if his boycunt sucking on the fat shaft as it made it's way into him. It must have been agony, but Alan clearly wanted it. Then I had a brainwave. I didn't want Alan to know I was there, but I had pity on him, and remembered the bottle of poppers I kept in my shoulder bag. I tapped on the partition, and passed them through the glory hole. Alan took them without a word. I heard the snap of the bottle open, followed by frantic huffs. Then Alan put his head down and ordered the top "Go for it." Looking over the cubicle wall, I saw Alan getting fucked very hard by a massive, relentless pounding cock. At first it was only half way in, but with the poppers, and Alan's say-so, the whole thing went in up to the balls, rearranging the poor kid's insides. I decided I wanted to get my cock taken care of too, but how to fuck Alan without him finding out it was me? And yet... I did want him to know. I had another idea, and again reached into my shoulder bag.

Traded for Drugs His parents split up when Loan was only 15. His mother remarried Couple years later and headed off on a month long honeymoon with her new husband who was a wealthy business owner. Logan, now a senior I high school was left on his own since his mother felt he could manage for that time. He went to school and worked out in the week equipped fitness room at their new home I his step father's house. Logan was surprised to get a call from his father, whom he bent heard from I nearly two years when his mother through him out. Logan's father had become addicted to drugs (meth, heroin, ecstasy). With all that had happened, Logan still loved his father and missed him in his life. Logan had no reservations when his fatter asked to meet him. His father wanted to let him know his side of the story between him and his mother. His father swore that he was now clean and sober and had been for months. It was time to make amends, one of the twelve steps. Logan headed out to meet his father where hesitation. He pulled up to a out of the way bar, parked and headed inside. He father was sitting I the back corner and waved to Logan. Logan walked over and joined his father. As Logan walked across the bar the bar ender asked if Logan wanted something to drink. He said yes, a Coke would be fine. Logan sat down as the bartender bought his drink over giving Logan's father a wink. Logan's father began to go on about how wrong he was and that he hoped that some say Logan would forgive him for what he had to do. Logan was a little puzzled with his father's choice in words, he wasn't asking for forgiveness for what he had done, but what he had to do. As Logan sat there puzzled he began to feel strange, he felt like the room was spinning until he passed out. .The bartender commented that Logan should be out could for at least 12 hours. They carried Logan out to his car, put him in the trunk and his father drive off. Logan pulled up to an old house where he pulled into the driveway and into the garage to hide Logan's car. He went inside and was immediately greeted by his dealer. The dealer asked if he had the money he was owed. Logan's father said the be did one better. He gave his dealer the keys to Logan's car and house. He told his dealer that the boy was in the trunk. His dealer had some friend who needed a his boy to rent out and Logan was perfect for their use. He have the boy shipped to Mexico for his friend and with the car and house contents that more than settled what he owed.

Been a busy week doing cumdump sessions. Saturday a week ago got a room at the Days Inn, post the hotel and room number on several profiles. Took 13 loads all anon ass up face down with blindfold on. Tuesday night while traveling with work posted the hotel and room number on several profiles and took 4 loads. Wednesday night took 6 loads. Thursday night took 5 loads. Saturday night went to the Days Inn again posting the hotel and room number and took 9 loads. All loads were anon ass up face down with blindfold on. 2 phots posted in the follow gallery from both Saturday nights. [think before following links] https://breeding.zone/gallery/album/10189-brianbttm/

Visiting Dallas 11/22-11/24. Fat asses older, will be hooded so I really don’t care what you look like. I’ll have plenty of lube, towels. Bring your friends. Start around 5pm. Drop a line and I’ll give you my number.

Hot story.. wish that had happened to me

I'm thinking about doing a sequel... The more I think about it the more interested I am. I will work on it this week and see what happens.

Private sex party was 12 hours. Great time. When we arrived, we had to park a block away because there were so many cars parked in the neighborhood. The house was wall-to-wall man meat. We stripped and headed out to take in the action. We got there about 2 AM and ended up leaving around 3PM. I'm verse and there was a great variety of guys there. Longest time in a bathhouse was 8 hours. Was concerned there would not be many guys since it was about 11 AM, but I hooked up right away and blew two loads with my first hookup. My next encounter lasted for a couple hours as we had super passionate sex and just took our time. We ended up exchanging phone numbers. I spent some time in one of the gay porn rooms and scored there too. It turned out to be a fast 8 hours!

From another bottom's perspective: I always strive to be prepared. In the past, I had a shower shot attachment that connected to a regular shower head and I didn't care who saw it. These days, there are now attachments where it's not so obvious... if you want to be a bit more discreet. [think before following links] [think before following links] https://www.mr-s-leather.com/covert-shower-shot. It's part of my daily routine. Some question if doing this routinely affects your movements... but there's a difference between being "clean" and a deeper cleanse for penetration such as large toys and fisting. As some have said before, sometimes it's so spontaneous that it's unavoidable. My bf at the time and I had gone away on a trip and after a long plane ride, we checked in to the hotel. He wanted me then and there. I wasn't prepared and I completely shut down when it was apparent. He was far more accepting in a “things happen” way. I admit, I still have issues when this happens and make sure I eat well and be as prepared as possible to prevent it happening.

I've taken a few bare loads in restrooms lately. Been a total sex pig.

As I've often said before - there is nothing better than being fucked & bred outdoors, under the wide open skies and blazing sun. It is pure ancient inherent Manimal behavior the way we were meant to be from time immortal. Brings out the true pig in me - OINK! [think before following links] https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph5fa596a64139c

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Chapter 17: Pozza Boy part 2. The Dr came to the room where we were watching, and told us that he felt the boy was ready and willing to be pozzed. He said the boy was on the table ass up, blindfolded and that he scatched his ass to prepare it for me. The doctor said as the boy was blindfolded, he wanted to have some fun with him. He said that I would be the one to breed him, but that he would be the only one talking. Strange but kinda hot and I agreed to it. When we got into the room, the doctor told the boy that he wanted to do another prostrate exam on him to be sure. He said this time he would be using a specialized instrument which was more accurate. He explained that it would be a bit more unomfortable but it was worth it. The doctor then handed me a toothbrush to better prepare his hole. I slipped the brush up his ass, and the boy moaned in pleasure saying it actually felt good. The doctor explained that the device would increase in intensity, at which point I began to get more aggressive with the brush. After a few minutes of brushing, I pulled it out and saw it was quite bloody. The boy said it did hurt but not that bad. The doctor explained that he was now going to inject something in his ass to make it feel better. The pizza boy was confused, and reminded the doctotr that he mentioned that he said he didnt want to be the one to gift him. The doctor said he couldnt resist his tight hole, and willing to take that risk. The doctor continued by saying that he needed to start by taking a smaller cock first, as his hole was quite tight. With that I buried my cock in him, and pumped my newly poz load in him in about 20 minutes. The excitement of me possibly charging my first negative boy was overwhelming. Just a few weeks ago I was charged and now there was a good chance that I charged someone. The doctor told the boy he'd be right back, and motioned me towards the door. Before I exited, he reached down for my cock, cleaning any remaining cum from it, and rubbing it on his cock. He whispered to me to go to the other room, and I'd understand why. The doctor gave me a few minutes and then took the blindfold off of the boy instructing him to clean his cock. The boy eagerly did so. After he finished, he thanked the doctor for seeding him. The doctor said there was a chance that he pozzed him as he was only off meds for a short while. The doctor said that he would arrange for another exam at his home, along with the others he met when delivering the pizza. He advised the pizza boy to work his ass with dildos to prepare as he's already seen my partners and the waiters cocks, and obviously they were much larger, and would likely be uncomfortable for him, and he wanted the session to be comfortable for him. He should enjoy his pozzing and not let the pain of their cocks put a damper on it. The doctor asked him when he would be working late and closing next. The boy said in 2 days. The doctor explained that he would order pizza and request that he deliver it. He instructed the boy to bring an overnight bag, as he would be spending the night getting seeded by the four of us. With that he dismissed the boy by giving him a deep kiss.

A couple years ago my favorite cumdump up in Canada asked me to stop trimming my pubes. He said he liked it when I had the full "1970s bush." So I stopped trimming and left it at that. These days I only get to fly up to Canada and breed him a couple times a year but I stick with it. I have the 70s bush. Inspired by my Canadian cumdump.

I did many times, but the one that stands out the most is an instance I regretted. I met Grant in the winter of 2010 through Craigslist. We went to the same gym, and he invited me over one chilly night. We had a date that felt like an obligation he didn't want. A lot of things were just OFF but I couldn't figure out what it all meant. When we went upstairs for sex, he moaned like he hadn't been touched in forever, and was trying to keep from blowing his load. When he did, he shot all over himself, and I was trying to be sexy, so I slurped it up. He said, "I wish you hadn't done that." He wasn't having any part of me fucking him, condomed or not, and when it was over and time to go, he gave me his phone number. That was the last I saw of him. Maybe ten days later, I was in rehearsal for a Christmas concert when my dick exploded with burning and pain. And wetness. I wouldn't find out for a MONTH that it was gono. I simply couldn't get to a doctor to fix whatever I had. I knew something was wrong. Didn't want to communicate it to Grant until I knew for sure what I had. When I rang him up after treatment, he barely remembered me, denied having any bugs, and quickly hung up on me. So yeah, I felt the need to taste it, and it backfired. The fucked up part: I saw Grant on a TV news broadcast many months later, or rather, someone with his name. Didn't match the guy I hooked up with at all, and all the red flags I saw made sense: he was housesitting, used the homeowner's name as his own, and when I talked to Grant on the phone, it was the actual Grant and not the guy I played with. No wonder he denied it! It wasn't actually him! Damn, my stories are effed up.

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.

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?

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.

Hell, I enjoy watching a dude gag on my cock. Gets me fukkin horned knowing he's struggling to take my meat. He can gag and choke as much as he needs but he MUST keep his mouth on my cock and work my shaft with his tongue until I shoot my load into his mouth. Only once he's swallowed my cum can he finish.

Back when Craigslist was still a thing, I had put up an ad looking for tops one night when my husband was travelling for business. I didn't get any bites, but the next morning when I woke up there was a response from a guy who said he had to be on the road but if I responded before 6:00, he would give me a load. I dropped him a line. He responded with "address?" I sent it, and within 10 minutes, he was knocking on the door. He followed me to the bedroom. He pushed me down bent over the side of the bed and pulled my pajama pants down. He dropped his pants, grabbed the lube, squirted some on my hole, and slid inside. He was a respectable size but not huge; it was easy enough for me to take. He pumped for a few minutes and shot inside me. As he was getting dressed, I told him to hit me up anytime he was in town. He laughed. "Bitch, I won't ever think about you again after I walk out the door." Then he left.

For me book stores edge out bath houses. In bath houses I seem to get fucked a lot but men hold off on breeding. In book stores there are a lot more Hetero men that need to breed. In my experience there is nothing hotter than looking into a daddies eyes as he is feeding you his cock knowing he has chosen you to breed today. I love it service men that need to use you as a pussy for the day.

My life-partner got shingles years ago, and while I never did get shingles (despite the chickenshit as a kid), I suffered through the entire thing right along with him, doing what the internist told me to do to help alleviate as much as possible. Later, at a certain age, I got the shingles vax, as a preventative, since I knew first-hand how debilitating it is. If I recall (and I may well not), we're supposed to get a shingles booster every 10 years or so, and I'll do that. When there are existing preventative medical steps to take to avoid illnesses, why on earth wouldn't we take advantage of them? I just don't understand why some folks wouldn't.

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

Estimated fucks 2022, as a bottom, I have been fucked and bred approximately 350-400 times. As a top, approximately 60

642 and counting

I need to get dumb soon

You wouldn’t, directly. Breeding.zone doesn’t offer the option to upload member video, or offer the server space to host it. Plus, it would be a major headache for RawTOP and the mods from a legal standpoint to have to monitor and regulate all the video content to ensure that the site didn’t host copyright-protected or illegal content, and under current laws, they would have to keep records demonstrating that everyone who posted was of legal age, etc., etc. In other words, it ain’t going to happen here. If members could freely and readily post their own clips here we’d be swimming in it. The days of freely posting amateur porn st a whim are a thing of the past in the current legal climate. No site can afford the risk of hosting it without requiring content creators to formally register their identity. How guys on Twitter and suchlike are gettin away with it I don’t know, except that a lot of it is being referred from sites like OnlyFans. I’m waiting for the other shoe to drop there. If you want to show your amateur work here, the only way is to get it up on one of the existing sites that hosts amateur work - or host it yourself on your own website at your own risk, I suppose, though your ISP might have its own opinion about that - then provide a link back to that content in this forum.

I agree with you, because it is 100% real. It could be you or me being recorded - it could be any one of us, or a million other guys. Yes, the polished, professional porn actors know how to play to the camera, how to keep their arms out of the camera's sight-lines, all of that. And they know enough to announce that they're about to pump their loads up a Hole, so the cameraman can get close, and that's ok. What I don't like about pro-porn is, they always have to pull out and shoot on the Hole (at best - often shooting the whole load onto the Hole, his back his balls, everywhere but where it belongs. That said, it's much better to go to the fuckjoints and DO it !!!

Amateur porn is by far the better option for me, sadly it's getting harder to find, and often only very short clips.

I definitely prefer amateur porn. My favourite has always been anon breedings, especially with guys walking in on others in hotel rooms. Also massages that turn into fucks.

As a top who loved to fuck a preloaded hole, all I can say is, "Thank you for your service"! Let's hope @TS1209 sees an activity notification and logs back in to read your advice, or maybe to post an update about their first gangbang.

It’s strange that I was sexually abused by 3 different men all completely unrelated. The first abuse was when I was in kindergarten playing with a neighbor at his house that was like 3 houses down. My friend introduced me to a game where we would touch our dicks together. A few days later while playing in my basement we did it more but he taught me to kiss his dick and he did mine which turned into oral. We did this for a few weeks I would guess before he taught me about fingering each other’s asses. My dad caught us touching our dicks together and that ended that. I look back and I feel sorry for my friend because he was obviously being abused by someone at such a young age to know about these things. The bad thing for me was I was really aware of sexual pleasure at a young age. several years later as a preteen I was abused by my great uncle although it was very pleasureful at at the time I know now it was really fucked up what he did. He groomed me gay porn and slowly and methodically trained me to be his personal cum dump. For years he had total access to me and fucked me multiple times a week. As fun as it was then it set me up to be exploited by older men in my early teens. a couple years later after my great uncle met a man and moved away I was abused by my next door neighbor who was an old retired gay man. It’s a very long story but from like 11 to 14 I became his boy any he fucked me all the time and would bring in other men to fuck me often which I later found out he was turning me out and charging these guys to fuck me. By 14 I was broken. I felt fine but I had to have sex with older men like an addict. I spent the the next 15 years of my life searching non stop for older guys to fuck my ass. Now here I am still happy so I guess I did ok.

Of course it changed me.One moment I was an 11 year old boy in tee shirt cuttoffs and sneakers riding my bike around the parking lot behind the supermarket.A kindly man is talking to me,admiring my bike and riding skill.I knew nothing about sex or anything.Offerring me a cold soda I accept and we climb up the steps into his camper.less than half an hour later I am stumbling down those same steps having been groomed,courted,seduced stripped and inseminated.He drives away leaving me with his semen swimming around in me,and an education about things learned best just the way he taught me.My body had come alive under his tutelage as tho it knew what it wanted,but my mind took weeks to come to grips with what had happenned.And he gave me five bucks too!:)

I started at way too young an age due to a pedo. I think an appropriate age would be when he is ready to explore his sexuality. Most GBTQ people I know start sucking on cocks during high school. The exceptions are the ones , like me, who were groomed, molested, or raped.

Nope, I craved the attention.