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I kept closer contact with my sheep farmer friend. I was worried about how he would react if, or more probably when he came down with the fuck flu. He continued to hide his not taking PreP from his partner. He thought it was hot that I still hadn't got around to taking my meds. I guess deep down I must have also found both situations hot. His constant complaint was that he had few chances to play. He also used this as an excuse for not getting on PreP. He was 'over the moon' excited when I called him about an offer the Mexican artist had proposed. The artist had been invited to display his erotic art, at least the gay content, at a special exhibition in a city 600 K away. The gallery owner was gay and had suggested a live sex show amid the erotic art on opening night. He was especially pleased when the Mexican artist hinted he might be able to get some of the original models for the sex show. Enter me and my sheep farmer friend. He agreed instantly and promised he would go on PreP right away when I raised concerns about my HVL status. Even if I started meds immediately I would not be undetectable in the two week time period to the show. Within that time on PreP he would be safer. The gallery space was stunning and set off the gay erotic art to perfection. A dias with a round bed was in the middle of everything. As the event opened the free bar was flowing, a couple short speeches occurred and the sex show announced. The two of us then made our grand entrance. We had decided on our own to enter stark naked. We were there to offer a sex show, why pretend otherwise. Besides none of the guys in the art had clothes, 'let's stay with the theme.' The crowd went wild when they saw us. Our exhibitionist desires were stoked 100 percent. Sheep farmer laid flat on the bed, threw his legs in the air and I dove in to rim his ass. The crowd went wilder! I orally serviced his ass until my tongue got tired and my cheeks began to cramp. By now my sex mate was begging me to fuck him. I climbed on the bed, between his legs and started to probe his hole with my raw cock. Someone in the audience yelled out. "Fuckin A! Bareback, just like the art. Give it to him." Sheep farmer looked me in the eye and winked. He motioned for me to lie on my back moving himself to straddle me and lowering himself onto my bare cock. He told me later he wanted everyone to have a great view of our bareback sex. He rode me for quite some time before we started changing positions. They wanted the show to last an hour so I found I needed to be careful to hold off from cumming. Forty-five minutes in when I pulled out to change positions my sex mate took my slimmy cock in his mouth. I was so close I soon needed to stop him. He moved his mouth to my ass and was soon giving me a great tongue fucking. The crowd grew restless calling for more fucking so he slid on into me. It wasn't long until he let me know he was getting close asking me to breed him first. We switched into me fucking him in missionary and the onlookers started to chant, "Breed him, breed his ass." That's when I remembered that I hadn't got around to taking any meds yet and found myself a bit worried. Remembering our conversation and his promise to take PreP I quickly let go of any worries. I picked up the pace and pounded away. The volume of the chant grew. With one last plunge I pushed in deep and unloaded with several convulsions. The crowd was now cheering and whistling. I would normally stay inside his ass as I caught my breath and my erection softened but I was in full exhibitionist mode. After the last ejaculatory blast I pulled out and marched around the bed showing off my big wet cock. That's when I noticed many of the audience had their cocks out and were stroking them vigorously. Before I made my way around the bed a gorgeous gym bunny with dark olive skin and a nice nine inch cock was pushing into the sheep farmer's freshly bred hole. Of course he did so with his bare dick. I looked to the Mexican artist and gallery owner who just smiled and shrugged their shoulders. I moved back to the opposite side of the bed, bent over and held my ass cheeks open. A cute young cub took up the invitation to fuck me in no time. His raw cock in my ass felt fantastic. A big muscular bear was soon consuming my cock. More and more bodies began landing on the bed and a bareback fuck fest orgy was in full swing. It didn't take long for the cub to cum deep inside me and the bear was next to fuck me silly. I had moved to doggie position and the cub was backing under me lining my raw cock up with his ass. I whispered in his ear hoping not to draw too much attention, "You need to know I'm toxic poz, not medicated. " His enthusiastic response; "Fuck yeah daddy, breed me, knock me up. " He had already backed onto me balls deep. I was now riding the bear's cock while enjoying my poz dick in the cubs silky ass. The bear leaned into my ear and asked, "Did I hear you right? Am I raw fucking an unmedicated poz ass?" I just nodded my head and his pistoning became pile driving. Louder for many to hear he said; "Here's my unmedicated strain for you poz slut!" And he was indeed pumping me full and I milked every drop from him with my ass. As soon as he left me another raw cock was in me balls deep. He went directly to the sheep farmer waiting for the guy fucking him to breed so the bear could take over. His cock hardened up fast and he seemed regenerated and ready to go. I felt another load dumped in me and a new thicker cock quickly plugging my dripping ass hole. The bear was fucking the sheep farmer who was flat out on his stomach. The pounding was almost pushing the bottom through the mattress. I could see them exchanging a few words before the bear visibly pushed in deeper still and held, clearly he was breeding the sheep farmer with his toxic poz cum. This was such a fuckin hot sight that I spontaneously orgasmed bring the guy in my ass over the edge for yet another load painting my guts. After the frantic orgy the sheep farmer and I went back to our shared hotel room. We were exhausted but so keyed up we couldn't sleep. We had a couple stiff drinks together and chatted about the great sex we had just had. I wondered what the bear and sheep farmer had talked about just before the bear bred him. "Oh yeah " he responded with great excitement, "First thing the bear asked was if I was unmedicated poz like you? I told him no I'm negative, so then he assumed I was on PreP. I quickly assured him 'Fuck no!'" I was livid; "What do you mean 'fuck no '? you promised me." "I decided as long as you were medicated I'd be fine. I didn't anticipate other guys joining in. Besides it was so fuckin hot. " "I didn't get around to starting meds. So you took at least two HVL deposits tonight you idiot. And no way of knowing how many more. " "Holy shit, that makes me feel like such a slut. And that makes me feel so fuckin horny." "So you are chasing now?" "No fuckin way man, I just get so turned on by the fear and risk. PreP would rob me of that. " "Crazy!" "Well you got pozzed man." "I never said I'm not crazy." Three weeks later I was called to the farm. He had been bulldozed by the fuck flu. I held him as he wept for an hour. His partner just looked on like a deer caught in headlights. With all the fear cried out of him, and when he stopped taking deep breaths to calm down his voice gained strength as he said, "Well it's done now. I never need to think about PreP or condoms again." His partner protested, "There are other STDs." The sheep farmer's face alighted with an impish grin as he responded winking at me, "Whatever. "

Part 7: Punished by Daddy. The next Monday, daddy picked me up in the afternoon. He seemed a little more stern than our other meetings but I sucked his cock on the ride to his house. He didn't speak to me the whole ride and, unlike our previous meetings, he didn't offer any drinks wjen we arrived. Without a work he led me straight downstairs. We were in the rec room portion of the basement and daddy had placed a bench in the middle of an open area. I had already figured out that daddy liked to tie me up so I didn't protest as he roughly removed my cloths and pushed me down onto the bench. I was on my belly with my my arms hanging on either side. My fingertips just barely touched the floor. Daddy knelt down and used a set of zip ties to secure my wrists to the bench legs. He then went behind me secured my feet as well. I felt unbalanced when pushed my legs forward and tightened the ties. Daddy then then pulled out a roll of duct tape and began to wrap it around my midsection and the bench. I had been tied up before, but this was a little different. By the time he had made several passes with the tape there was was no give at all. Daddy ripped the tape and began the same process again with one arm, then the other, then my legs. When he was finished I was totally immobile, tied so tight and so thoroughly that I wasn't even able to wiggle. Daddy finally spoke, "What was the second rule I gave you?" "To fuck everyone you tell me to daddy" Daddy leaned down next to me and quietly asked "what else?" "To never fuck anyone without your permission" He smile at me gently running is fingers through my hair. "You didn't obey me did you?" "I did daddy" I lied "I promise." "What about the party you went to on Friday?" My heart skipped a beat. I had had dominant guys before and usually enjoyed their punishments when I broke their rules or provoked them. I repressed a smile and said "Im sorry daddy. I just get so horny sometimes." Then I lied again, "I promise I'll never do it again" "So you're gonna be a good boy and follow my rules?" "Yes daddy" I said, trying to sound as sincere as possible. "I don't believe you. I think you're a slut and you'll fuck whoever I tell you to." "Yes daddy" I replied. "Since you're a slut I don't think you'll listen about fucking without my permission" "I won't do it again" I moaned, eagerly awaiting my punishment. Daddy waited silently for a moment before continuing "Since the cage wasn't enough, I think I know a way to make you behave" "I have some people waiting to meet you, and you have to fuck everyone I tell you to right?" "Yes daddy" I agreed. Daddy pulled a ball gag out of his pocket and placed in my mouth. "You told me the first time we talked online that you weren't on Prep, you haven't started taking birth control since then have you?" Unable to speak, I shook my head no. Daddy pushed my head against the bench and taped it down with a few passes from his tape roll. "I have HIV, I never mentioned it before because I'm undetectable" I wasn't particularly phased by this news. I never asked guys their status since I figured most guys would lie about it anyway. Plus most poz guys I knew were on meds and undetectable. Then daddy leaned in and whispered in my ear "The guys who are are gonna fill you up today have HIV too... but they aren't on treatment" My eyes went wide as daddy stood up and moved behind me. "Ill bet your gonna cum a lot from this" he said as he unlocked and removed my cage. He then slid a large bowl under me and yelled "alright, he's ready" as he stood up. The door opened and I could see the guys as they walked in. There were five guys and they were already naked when they walked in. The first to enter was a muscular black man with a very large cock (about 7 inches). The second was a skinny white guy who was still quite large (probally around 6.5 inches). The next two were Hispanic had similar builds. They both had big cocks that were similar in size to the white guy, though one was uncircumcised. The final guy to walk was in was a massive black man. He didnt have a lot of muscle definition but he definitely wasn't fat. He kinda looked like he could be one the guys you see in stongman competitions. He had the largest cock I'd ever seen in real life. If someone told me it was 10 inches long with a 6 inch circumference I would've believed it in an instant. The guys formed a semicircle around my backside as I struggled in vain to lossen myself. I stopped almost immediately as I felt one of the guys push his bare cock into my hole. I could tell it was one of the smaller guys, which was sill very large considering the circumstances. It felt like he was ripping me apart as his cock pushed past my second ring. Maybe it was because I was dead sober or perhaps had gotten too used to using my bottle to relax the muscles in my ass. My guess is that it hurt so much because of the combination of being extra tight from taking the weekend off and because I was resisting his cock as much as I could. My ass felt it was on fire as the guy began to mercilessly pound his cock into me. I was trying to push his cock out by tightening my ass as much as I could. But I think my resistance only made it better for him. He fucked me harder and harder for a few minutes. Before abruptly pulling his cock out. Another guy, similar in size, immediately replaced him and began to pound away. The sort pause between cocks only made my hole hurt more as the second guy repeatedly slammed his cock into me. He went just as hard and fast as the first. The first guy threw his leg over me and say down on my back. He grabbed my ass with both hands and pulled my cheeks apart to give the guy who was fucking a nice view as he buried his cock my hole. With my cheeks being held apart the guy who was fucking me grabbed his cock and began to pull it all the way out before slamming back in. The feeling of rapidly alternating between being empty and being stuffed with cock would have been ecstasy. But I was still resisting and echo thrust felt like it was tearing me apart. In fact, I probably would have cum right then if not for the searing pain. Realizing that I was helpless, I decided to stop trying to push him out. As soon as I relaxed my ass, his cock started to feel amazing. Although my ass was still burning, I quickly started to enjoy myself. The first guy let go of my ass and stood back up. As he joined the others I heard him say "That might be the tightest ass I've ever had" The guy was fucking me agreed and added "I think were gonna have to work him for a while before before he's ready for you." I head a deep voice say "He's tied up, it doesn't matter if ready" The guy fucking me pulled out and moved out of the way. I felt a large hand grab my ass and the massive cock pressed against my hole. It started to hurt he began to push harder and harder. I began to try and kick and stuggle agains the tape. It didn't feel like his massive cock would even fit inside my hole. With a slight forward trust the head of his cock finally pushed inside me. He slowly pushed forward until his cock was pressed against my second ring. He started to push harder and harder to force his way through the obstruction. Finally, with quick thrust his head was forced through. He paused for a minute while I focused on taking some deep breaths through my nose and adjusted to his size. It felt like I'd been fully stuffed when he said "Look at this slut struggle to take two inches... you guys think he can handle eight more?" He began to push forward again. He was going slow and it felt like it was going in forever. By the time he paused again I would've sworn id been stuffed with at least 20 inches of thick hard cock. But he sighed and said "alright, were about halfway there now. Someone wanna give the boy some help?" One of the guys moved closer to me and pull out a small bottle. He said "I've got some good stuff, had a friend make it himself, way better the stuff you get from the store" The black guy began pushing his cock into me again as the other guy came up and held a bottle to my nose. I took a big huff and felt a rush like nothing I'd felt before. The whole room felt like it had gone dim and I felt dizzy and warm. My heart felt like it was pending out my chest. The huge cock inside felt more pleasurable as he continued to push further. It felt like he'd another 20 inches when he stopped. "Thats it, you must be a slut to take all 10 inches like that." He started to pump, slowly at first, only moving an inch or so each stroke. The other guy gave me another hit from his bottle as the big dick in my ass slow picked up speed. He increased his stroke length, probably to about two inches, but he was so deep each trust felt like it was five or six inches. It was already more intense than any other time before. I kept taking hits from the bottle as I was fucked harder and harder. Eventually, just as it felt like he was pounding me with the whole length of his dick, he pulled out. I snapped out my daze when one of the guys said "Look at the gape, who likes to fuck a loose hole?" Another guy quickly pushed his cock inside me. He felt small after the monster I'd just been taking. Everyone there had a big dick and I got turned on knowing that my ass had been fucked so good I could barely feel this new cock. As he pounded away, my ass adjusted to his size and the feeling more and more intense. Eventually, I had tightened up enough to really enjoy the feeling of his cock. I began to moan slightly through the gag. The guy who had been sharing his bottle with me a moment before removed the tape from my head and loosened the gag. The gag feel around my neck as he straddled the bench. This would have been my opportunity to tell them to stop but I was enjoying myself so much I had forgotten that they were all poz. I opened my mouth and he pushed his cock into my throat. I opened my eyes just as I reached the base of his cock and found myself face to face with a biohazzard tattoo. The tattoo was burried under his trimmed public hair. It was about two or three inches and was red with a black outline. I wouldn't have even noticed amongst his pubes if it wasn't colored in. As he pulled his cock out I noticed something was written above the symbol but he pushed his cock back into my throat before I could make it out. As he pulled out again I focused on the writing and managed to make it out... 'POZ' in black block lettering. I moaned as he pushed back into my throat. The combination of being filled with cock from both ends was turning me on so much that I found myself unable to protest. The guy in my ass had switched his position slightly and was now hitting my prostate with each trust. The pleasure built quickly and I soon felt my body begin to spasm as I came hard. It was so intense that would have been screaming in ecstasy if my throat wasn't stuffed with cock. The guy fucking me noticed and began to pond me harder as I came again and again. After the oragasm had passed the guy in my mouth pulled out so I could catch my breath. I could feel the guy in my ass was getting close and decided I to tell him not to cum in me. However, before I could catch my breath and get a word in, someone pushed the ball gag onto my mouth and fastened behind my head. The guy was pounding and furiously and was breathing heavily. I knew he was about to fill me with poz cum but was powerless to protest. Instead, he pulled his cock out and another guy immediately took his place. I felt a little conflicted because I was relieved that I hadn't been breed with poz cum but he had fucked me so good that I felt like he deserved to fill me up. As the next guy started to pick up his pace one of the guys said "looks likes he's definitely fertile." I didn't know what he meant at first but he came around and held his cock in front of my face. I quickly realized what he meant when I noticed a small glob of pinkish colored lube stuck the base of his cock. It meant that one of the guys, probably the massive black cock from earlier, had litterally tore me open a bit and a that tiny amount of blood had mixed with the lube. They were right too, they were poz with high viral loads, I wasn't on prep, and now there was a direct pathway for infection. I couldnt do much about so I went back to trying to enjoy the feeling of getting rough fucked by a big hard cock. The guy in my ass was fucking me good and hard I realized I was getting turned on by the situation and came again. The guy behind be pounded away as fast and hard as he could. He moaned and pushed his cock deep and I felt his cum flood the inside of my ass. When he pulled out I tried to push as much of the cum out as I could. More of his huge load plopped out with each push and landed in the bowl that was under me. As his cum mixed with my two loads from before I felt another cock press against my opening and push inside. "Fuck yeah, I love sloppy holes" he said as he pounded away. He came in less than a minute. Again, I tried to push his cum out could hear splits as globs of poz cum fell into the bowl. One of the guys came around and removed my gag. "Hows that poz cum feel faggot?" I was speechless at first. But we were past the point of no return. I decided to just embrace the situation. "I love being filled with cum" I said. I figured I could just skip school the next day and see about getting some post exposure medicine. The guy grabbed my hair and pulled my head up "I know you like being full cum, I wanna hear you say what kinda cum." "I like being filled with poz cum" I moaned. Another guy took position behind me and started pumping as the guy who was pulling my hair pushed a bottle under my nose. He let go as soon as I had taken a hit. While I was being fucked the two guys who had just cum moved around to my my front. They stood shoulder to shoulder and as I alternated between them, lapping the cum off their hard cocks. The guy who was in my ass was ponding away hard and came just as I finished cleaning the two hard cock in front of me. I didn't try to push his load out this this time. As he came around to get his dick cleaned that it was the smaller fit black guy who had just filled me up. As I started to lick the cum off his cock, I felt the unmistakable feeling of the other large black guy pushing against my hole. I swallowed the cum I had collected and asked for anther hit from the bottle. Even after a deep hit, the massive cock still felt like it might rip me in half. I tried to take my mind off it by focusing on licking the cum off the the cock in front of me. By the time I finished swallowing the last bits of cum from his cock, the big guy behind had built up some speed and a was fucking me nice and deep. With each trust of his cock, I could hear cum squirting out and splashing into the bowl. I was soon overcome and came a third time. This was now a personal record for the most times I'd cum in a single session. At this point the bowl had three loads of my cum and three loads of poz cum. I felt the massive cock explode in my ass as I moaned "Please poz me with you big cock" My ass was gaping when he pulled out and his cum poured right out of me. One of the guys replaced his cock and continued to fuck me. They took turns flooding me with cum until everyone had cum at least twice, most had cum three times. I even came a fourth time towards the end. After everyone had cum. Daddy got up and came over to me. He had been sitting on the couch watchingand matubating. He didn't touch me at all but knelt behind me and grunted a few time. He shot his cum straight into the bowl. After he had cum he stood up and took the bowl with him over to the small bar counter. I couldnt see him. But I knew the bowl had 4 loads of my cum and 28 loads of poz cum (including the one from daddy). After a few moments he announced to the group that he had measured 128 mL. The guys started to free me the bench while daddy continued to say that had measure the loads they guys had collected over the weekend and they measured 156 mL for a total of 1.2 cups of cum. I was shaking as I started to stand stopped when daddy said "get on your knees and put your but in the air." I knelt down on the bench like was told. "Now lay on your chest and show me you're ass." I dropped down to my chest and pulled my cheeks apart as the guys gathered around me. My hole was still gaping and one of them pulled out a funnel and inserted it. Daddy walked over with a large cup that was almost overflowing with cum. He began to pour, stopping from time to time to let the cum drain down into my hole. Once the glass was empty he told me to stay still and removed the funnel. I felt something press against my ass as a large plug was inserted to seal in all the cum. . I decided to give everyone a show. With everone still watching I got up and walked over to the counter. I picked up the bowl and began to lick it clean. I heard one of the guys say "Where did you find this little slut?" Daddy pushed me off when I tried to suck his cock on the ride back. It was dead silent the whole time. After I got out he didn't even acknowledge me before he drove away. I kept the plug in the whole night. It felt good falling asleep that I had over a cup of cum swimming inside me.

I’ve been at a conference for the past 2 days, with no time to cruise or hook up. Closing party takes place at a gay bar and one guy is looking at me. Tall, long blond hair, fit looking and tattoos. I was with my colleagues so I’m trying to be discreet. I have to pee and make my way to the bathroom. After passing through the bathroom door, I don’t even have the time to get to the urinals that someone enters right behind me. I turn around and it’s the tattooed blond guy. He pushes me into a stall while kissing. He locks the door. “I’ve been wanting to fuck you ever since I’ve seen you talk on that panel yesterday. I’ve been following you around, hoping to catch you, and here you are!” Not even time to suck him, he just turns me around, pulls my pants and underwear down, spits on his dick and rams it into my dry hole. He shoots his load in me in less than 5 minutes, zips up his pants, slaps my butt and leaves. I pull back my underwear and pants and go back to my colleagues, with cum dripping along my legs.

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

We don't have any bath houses around so usually my best chance at scoring some loads is the adult bookstore. Weekends are my best time to play, which is sometimes great but can turn into one of those non-participatory sex zombie day of the sex organ dead kind of afternoon. I pulled in just before 1:00 and walked slowly past all the open doors on my way toward the back. It gave my eyes a chance to adjust a little to the dark. Along the back hallway there was a nice crowd of guys standing shoulder to shoulder. At the end of the hallway an older Hispanic man was looking at his phone. I was one of his regulars and hoped he noticed me as I slipped into the back room to get undressed. A couple of weeks before I bought a ball stretcher and cock ring made out of leather and snaps. There was nobody in the back room as I undressed, but as I was putting on the ball stretcher I noticed my Hispanic friend come into the room and look me over. I rolled up my clothes and walked past him toward the dark room next door. He cupped his hand around my ass cheek and followed me into the darkroom. It took longer than usual to work my way from the front to the back of the room. My friend was clinging on so I had to go slower, and the place was crowded. I could tell from the occasional lights from phones that there was room on the couch in the back so eventually I ended up there. I heard my friend pulling up behind me and the tinkle of his belt. I swabbed on some lube and hit my poppers before leaning down into the sofa cushions. His cock was small but very hard and punched straight into my willing asshole. I couldn't help it and started to moan a little. My friend can be quick to cum the first time we get together. I could already feel his breathing change and his hands pushed my ass cheeks apart as he drove his cock as deep as possible inside my ass. I moaned more and suddenly felt somebody new beside me as I was taking the cock. A hairy forearm started to rub against my ribs then I felt his hand against my cock. When he felt the ball stretcher his hand moved downward and started squeezing my balls. I started to cry out just as my friend started to spasm as he dropped the first load into my open asshole. He pulled away quickly leaving me feeling empty. There was another hand rubbing across my back from the other side. This one was smaller and not so rough. Then I felt a third hand sliding down from my low back and dropping a thumb into my freshly plowed ass crack. For a moment I wasn't sure which way to move, then I felt a familiar hard knob sliding into my boy pussy and i leaned down to feel the cock go deeper. My friend beside me took advantage and shoved a massively thick cock head between my lips. I could already taste the salty pre-cum. He grabbed the back of my head and pulled. The thick cock filled up my face completely. Meanwhile the cock that found its way inside was larger than I first thought. As it stiffened, I could feel it banging away against my prostate and making my legs weak with pleasure. He pounded deeper with each stroke and made little noise. It felt like he was the type who liked to fuck a while. Beside him was an older man who leaned in first to lick me on the ear while he started rubbing my nipple. "Make it hurt," I whispered. He responded with a tight pinch between his fingernails on the tip of my nipple that sent me into an amazing place. The fat cock in my mouth seemed to sense the change in excitement level and started driving deeper down my throat. I whimpered as the nipple pinching became unbearable then suddenly an unfamiliar voice behind me barked out an expletive. I felt his hips jerking into me and his cock drove deep to send a huge steamy load deep into my guts. I managed to slip my nipple free from the pincer just as I felt the fat cock pop out of my mouth. The long cock slipped out of my ass and the cock I had just sucked was now crushing my asshole open to slide inside. Much to my amazement I had only sucked a small length of his cock. As he pushed deeper inside me I felt a much longer fat cock working its way inside. I could barely breathe from the pressure and size. He must have sensed that he needed to take it easy for a second. He leaned down and whispered, "Lay on your back and I'll fuck you like a slut." I wasn't exactly sure what that meant but I definitely wanted him to continue fucking me. I laid on my back on the sofa. He pushed my feet up to his shoulders and speared me with his huge cock once again. I moaned out uncontrollably and that started to attract several other guys from outside the room in the hallway. His cock was only about halfway in and I felt like he was going to split me in half. He stopped for a second to squirt a little more lube which left me a second to hit my poppers in one nostril, then the pounding resumed. Suddenly I felt another cockhead flipping across my lips. As I opened my mouth in surprise the owner dropped the cock neatly into my mouth and I started to suck. There were several other guys coming up and crowding in. I could feel more hands rubbing across my skin and on my face. My friend the bull who had managed to get most of his cock inside me couldn't stop himself from launching a load. The rest cheered him on. As he pulled out I was getting a bit cramped so I slipped my legs downward onto the floor and stood for a moment before turning back toward the sofa. Two of the closest to me pushed me down into the cushion. One lay down in front of me and pulled my face down into his cock. Behind me the other drove his cock up and into me slowly at first and then with speed that built to a pace of orgasm. I heard other voices in Spanish. Another cock slipped into my hole and back out in a few minutes to be replaced by another. After the last one came inside me the place seemed to clear. In all there were 10 loads. My ass was a saggy mess. Along the way two guys tried to fist me and one guy ate me out. It was pure heaven. Maybe I'll go back this afternoon ;-)

Last Friday was my last night in Paris before flying back home so I decided to hit the Bunker again (which is now called XKboys) as I remember having the craziest nights there. My AirBnb was literally on the same street, less than a five-minute walk away from my door. I always make sure I’m wearing comfortable clothes, and most importantly, clothes that allow easy access to my hole. I just slip on some sweatpants, no underwear, stuff some poppers in my pockets and head out. I walk the short distance to the place, pay the cover, and just drop my jacket and my wallet in the locker and head down the stairs to the basement. The basement is dark, large with lots of corridors, some little booths, larger rooms, and mattresses scattered throughout the place in dark corners. I’m super disappointed as the place is pretty much empty, with maybe 5 or 6 guys roaming the basement. I decide to stay in s dark corner, in one of the larger open areas in the back, right by the sling. Despite my disappointment, I’m really horny and I just rest my back to the wall, pull my cock out and start stroking it while sniffing poppers and hoping for the best. It didn’t take long for 2 dudes to spot me. One of them just grabs my ass while the other just pushes my head down to his cock. I end up with both my mouth and my ass getting fucked at the same time. One of them grabs my poppers and takes a deep sniff before passing it to his bud. At this point, I think the action has attracted the few guys left in the place and there are 2 guys behind me waiting for a turn in my ass, and I’m sucking on 2 dicks at the same time. I end up with 1 load in my mouth and 3 in my hole. I haven’t been able to see any of them clearly at any point but we all meet in the locker room on the way out and it was weird to know that every guy in that room has dipped his cock in me at a moment tonight. I just walk back to my AirBnb, my cock still hard and showing as I’m on wearing underwear. I just crawl into bed like this only to wake up the next morning with the cum dripping out of my ass.

The new Brazilian lad I had a message from a fit 26 year old Brazilian lad. He explained he had just arrived in the UKand needed to blow his 10 day load into a wiling cunt. Several of his m8s had recommend my cumdump cunt for use, several of them apparently using me u til they find boyfriends. Some continue even when they do! After such a glowing testimonial I willingly offered to take his load as his first uk fuck. This guy has just got off the plane and needed to release. He had warned me he was a heavy spunker and I told him I wanted every horny drop. He asked if he bred me could he just carry on and cream it. I told him I didn’t mind, if his dick was in me he owned it. Sure enough 15 minutes later he arrived to find me ass up and hooded in my jock. His dick was rock solid and teasing my hole before he even stripped off. He was a very impressive 8inches and he made me take it straight away. He inserted his raw cock into my hole. I could tell he was mega horny and needed my cunt to unload into. In his limited English he asked, ‘is it ok to cum now?’ I told him, ‘fuck yeah, breed me!’ So he did! A few final thrusts and he exploded his cum fountain deep in my hole. He stood there, balls deep seeding my tattooed cunt. Without doubt I could feel his cum gush, the biggest single load I’ve ever taken. When he’d finished pumping his nutt into me, I told him he clearly needed that. He replied, ‘is it ok to carry on? Hell yeah! I told him I absolutely love a guy creaming his own load. His dick remained rock solid even though he’d just cum. He started to fuck me again. This time fuelled by cum. He was fucking into his own load. This time he fucked harder and longer, treating my cummy hole to a sloppy workout. This was unrushed and purposeful. Now he knew why his m8s had all used me to get off. I was pounded for 20 minutes before he was ready to top me up with his hit thick spunk and when he did… wow! Another generous load. This guy is like a spunk machine! He kept his dick as deep as possible as he pulsed it, dripping his Seed deep into my hungry cunt. He tagged my ass and left. Amazingly, 2 hours later he was online again. Incredibly he asked if he could come back and dump his 3rd load in me. This guy has an insatiable appetite for breeding and is perfectly matched against my cumdump cunt. He was straight into my cummy cunt where he used his previous loads as lube. He fucked me good and hard… like it was his first time. He fucked with real passion and my cunt was punished good for being so easy. It was hot to hear him cream my hole as he groaned at the sight of his cum flooding my hole, that with the sound of me having cum fucked out of me was as horny as fuck. Sure enough it worked as he stood on top toes and forced his 3rd load in. Creamed and topped up! Fucking amazing. When I had his full load he pulled out, grabbed the pen and wrote ‘Lula Liver’, a Brazilian phrase, as proof of use! He’s welcome back anytime!

I hated everything about my new highschool. My classmates, the teachers, the distance from my city, and above all, I hated the new nickname I’ve gotten here, in less than two weeks of being sent off by my own parents, “to make a real man out of me.” Goat. Yes, I was skinny, scraggly, not too tall, and I was rather wild of character, but still, whoever came up with that nickname— I wish he or she or they burn in hell. Yes, Sir! The other thing I hated was that this town, some two hours drive of I-95 and well into Florida’s badlands, was still not connected to the internet. Unlike in Miami, where I could go online and chat with old guys on mIRC or Netmeeting, as soon as I locked myself in my room, this wretched town had nothing but swamps, a few red-soil patches of land, (mostly used by the military and the Indians for drills or native celebrations), and streets where every house looked like the one before. My uncle paraded me through those streets two weeks ago, showing me the “great progress” the place was making. A meat packing plant on one end, and the community’s brand-new stadium built just the year before, on the other. Little did I know I would be ambushed, forced to suck cocks blindfolded, and brutally gangbanged, at both the plant and the stadium. But I’m getting ahead of myself. Around the third week of classes, it was practice opening day at the school, and much to my dismay, all of us received uniforms for the upcoming parade practices. I was no stranger to the fact that I would be ridiculed because it always happened that none of the boy’s uniforms suited me and I always ended up having to wear a “slightly modified” girl uniform for the occasion. Last year, back in Miami, guys laughed their asses off as I was placed in front of the girl’s squad, dressed in a tight, white outfit handling a three and a half long, red baton that I had to throw into the air, twist and turn, and do all sorts of acrobatic feats with. “Hey, Willie, did you try catching that thing with your mouth?” one guy said, much to the amusement of the entire school. ”You should practice at home, Willie,” said another. “Try gagging on it!” When my parents found out, I was sent to this wretched town. No arguments, no discussions, no delays. Dad dropped me off at his brother’s ranch, like a UPS driver leaves a too-heavy-package, and he didn’t even look back. Uncle Jake would show me the ropes, was the line. He would make a man out of me. I wasn’t so sure about it, but that day I realised Jake was not only ugly, but mean, too. Mean in a very special way— but that, too, I didn’t know on that day. Anyways. I had the feeling this year would be no different, with the picking of a dress for this hillbilly town parade. Coach Barner walked onto the lawn and pointed to a container full of uniforms. “Ok, ladies!” He loved this line of his, and he thought it was funny to call us ladies. “Big, medium, small! Pick your size, go to the dressers and have a go at it! Back here in five minutes, or I’m seeing your arses doing push-ups!” As everyone ran to get his size and be done in “five minutes” I already knew my ordeal. And I was right. “Size small” fit me like one of them airport windsocks, the ones that tell crop pilots where the wind was blowing from. And I knew I would be doing push-ups on the lawn for not making it within coach Barner’s “five minutes.” ”The goat should be doing push-ups belly up, not down,” was one of the comments I heard, all the while trying to keep count to 50. ”Yeah, or he should be having something up his mouth,” said another. I expected all this… perhaps that was why I sought older men, very early in my life. They often protected me. Gave me a haven of peace. “Come on, goat! Did you forget the count?” ”29. 30. 31…” ”Look! The goat’s ass is doing the push-ups better than him!” They all laughed. I was in high-school-hell, and it was just week three. But I didn’t expect coach Barner go down on his knees next to me, and come close to my ear. ”Why they call you goat, William, eh?” he whispered. ”Sir! I don’t know,” I replied, heaving my body up. “45… 46…” ”50!” Barner interrupted, patting my shoulder and saving me from doing my last three or four push-ups. “Off you go, William!” He then screamed to all. “10 o’clock tomorrow, everyone, uniforms on, ladies!” “Tomorrow” was a Sunday, and I knew pretty much exactly how that would play out. Last year I ended up in the lockers, sucking many teenage cocks, and for the first time ever, I was bred in front of others. I was publicly inseminated by Donk, the class stallion, while the entire class was cheering him on, and three of his minions were holding me onto the bench. I had two eggs thrown in my face, and I was to “lick the slime” while Donk, a descendant of Greek giants and hung like a mustang, kept edging himself. I was far from a virgin— alright, but that was something else entirely. Donk would not let anyone else fuck me, he claimed he needed to finish his marathon, where he wasn’t going to stop from fucking me until he clocked 47 minutes (I never knew why 47), or until somebody walked in on us, and saved my ass. I couldn’t decide which one was worse. Turns out, Donk and his friends had it all planned, I see this now, in hindsight. They even had bottles of cum lube prepared, so that I would not have a bloody accident. And every time Donk was close to cumming inside me, he would ask for the time. He would then slow down but he would not leave my rectum. By the second time he stopped, it dawned on me, what was actually going on. He wanted to fuck me for 47 minutes straight and then cum inside me. I remember, the last ten minutes I was hurting, and crying on cocks. Then, someone said 48 minutes had passed. Then, Donk said “ok, time for Willie to get pregnant.” My boy pussy was red, sore, and violated like never before. Truly. I remember not being able to crap for four days, and having Donk’s cum in me for twice that long. Would this year be the same? Were small-town kids more depraved, or more sensible to the suffering of others? I’d soon find out.

Hooked up with a Bear and his young bf. When I got to their hotel room they were both naked and ready for me. The older man told me to strip then he ordered his BF to lie belly down on the bed with his arse in the air. He looked at me and said - “go on, breed my boy” I mounted him and went in balls deep. I was fucking him when the older guy got behind me and gripped my balls - he held them tight and shoved his stubbled face deep in my arse crack and proceeded to eat my hole. It got me so fukkin horned that I pumped my seed deep in the boy’s hole. The older guy asked “did you cum in my boy”? I said, yeah, I loaded him. He told me to stay deep in his BF’s hole until my balls were drained. When I pulled out he shoved his face in his BF’s arse and licked up the sperm that had leaked out. Then he shoved his cock deep in his boy’s hole and pounded him. He was grunting about how much he loved feeling my cum on his cock. He seeded his boy, the pulled out and his shaft was covered in his cum and mine. He made his boy clean him off with his mouth.

I made this account because I want to discuss something that I wish I could discuss with my friends. I'm a 24 yo guy, closeted that lives in a slightly homophobic place. They won't take my head for it, but they will say bad things behind my back (though things have greatly improved, I recognise that) So, I'm a medical student. I'm crazy about medicine, it's the best thing that I could ever have. Being a doctor meant everything to me. But I'm kind of a shy guy. I'm not the one who shines in front of the others, I will never be the volunteer for something (like "who wants to try and do that"?). But things changed a bit. I started attending hospital shifts and I was fortunate enough to find the most willing anaesthesiologist ever to show me things. He didn't judge me for being shy, but he's a tough guy. I learned a ton of things by his side. I believe he is what we call a mentor. But I think I have more complex feelings for him. I'm afraid that I've fallen in love. I don't know if he's gay or straight. He's not easy to read. He's like a role model for me though. Fast, good at his job and with a positive attitude. Maybe a bit cocky (he's good and he knows it). He had me do several procedures on patients that other students will never try (because few people are willing to teach, and even fewer to be taught). I've spent endless hours in the hospital. We've come close. He's invited me to his home some times. He's 36yo. He never gave me a hint or anything that he could be gay or interested in me. He works out though, and because i do crossfit we talk about it so we kinda "observe" each other bodies (for instance when we dress/undress before an operation). However, he makes me feel that he feels that I'm something like a son to me. On the one hand that's lovely, on the other that could exclude something further. Me, myself I'm confused too. Am I falling in love or the fact that I'm gay complicates things? Another thing. Something inside me needs to make him feel proud for me. And I believe he wants that too. I'm studying hard because I want him to know that all that time he invested on me was not in vain. Sometimes i wanna ask him, why me? Of all the other medical students. PS. He's not a professor, just a specialist.

Look, be yourself. Be open. Be gay. Life is short and fleeting. You could die tomorrow. You could die twenty years from now. Dont waste the time you have living your life for the sake of others. Some people wont like it, but you already know how bigoted they are. Take a little pride in who you truly are though and step out of that closet. The medical field is full of us. Nobody that matters is going to care. If you are willing to give up your friendship with this guy in the event he is not gay and you make a move on him, then thats the risk youre willing to take. On the other hand, friendships are more valuable than a hookup. So figure out for yourself what really matters more to you with this guy. There are friends of mine that are also coworkers that I have a massive crush on (I also work in healthcare in nursing), but I know fully well theyre straight and I would never risk the friendship between us to try and hit on them, or even want them to know I have a crush on them. I can pluck sex from a tree. I cant pluck meaningful friendships from a tree. You seem to be just starting to come into the realization that you want to live your life as a gay man, and you should. Like I said: life is short. Fuck all what anybody thinks of it. Also, if youre out, its going to be a lot easier to gauge other gays interest in you because they wont be asking themselves the same question youre asking yourself about this guy. Hope this helps.

So after my Thanksgiving dinner and cleanup it was about 9pm all my guests left I shot a text to my much older FB to wish him a happy Thanksgiving. He texted me back he just got home from a family dinner. He asked if I wanted to come over and have some of the leftovers with him. I said sure let me tell my wife I'll going out to a friend's place for a little. She said ok she is going to bed. I thought nice I'll have some free time! I went over and we sat in his bedroom against the wall and of course he had to turn on some porn. We chatted for a little and I asked where are his friends. He said laughing on ther way. We watched aome more porn he leaned over and put his hands down my sweats and I was already hard. He smiled and pulled my sweat pants down and started to suck then flipped me over and licked my ass pulling my hips up started to eat my ass. He reached over to the nightstand and grabbed a black bottle and had me sniff it. With my sweats to my knees and ass up and the porn playing kinda loud I was hot as hell! I said fuck me i need it now. He said not yet. Are you cleaned out i said not yet. He said go to the bathroom and cleanout. I got up and went to the shower and cleaned up with his attachment. I made sure I was ready and got out of shower dryed off walk out to find there was one of his friend was already there. He lives very close by. They both were naked and laying in the bed sucking each other. I got so hot i almost jumped on the bed. I got in between them and started to suck and felt my ass get played with. I shoved some pillows under me to get my ass high and felt a little lube then a plug went in. Hurt a little but as it finally went in felt great they pushed my head down hard as one sat on my face backwards they were massaging my ass. I almost couldn't breathe with him sitting on me and they kept pulling on the plug not out but just pulling on it and moving it as I felt a tongue licking around the plug then they flipped me over and one pit his ass in my face and I started to suck his balls and hole and the other played with the plug and was sucking my cock. As he pulled and pushed the plug I blew such a huge load In his mouth he pulled the plug out and spit the cum in my hole that was wide from the plug I bet. I was being a savage eating the hole that was on my face i had my arms around him pulling him on my face. Then felt my leggs get lifted hight and the one sitting on my face held them I felt a cock enter me. He was thrusting hard and fast. It felt like an hour dont really know but damm he was thrusting hard for an old man! He then blew a nice load and heard him moan. He didn't pull out and he asked the other guy he wanted to piss. The guy on top said go for it. I then felt a warm feeling then he shoved the plug in me. The bed got a little warm wet feeling under my ass and was told to go to the bathroom and remove the plug and clean up.. I got in the shower and pulled the plug out and almost blew another load from the feeling of the plug coming out and the piss dripping out of my hole. Got all cleaned up and came back to the bathroom and they changed the sheet and was laying there watching porn and smoking stuff. I heard the doorbell and one of them answered it. It was another friend. He came into the room and said I liked fucking that hole last week. He was one of the guys I didn't see fuck me. He started to strip as I was still standing by the bathroom watching all this. One of them told me to go to the garage you know how to get there and get on the bench face down. I got excited and did that. I was laying on the bench with my ass just waiting. Then i heard them come over and felt my ass getting rubbed. Then pne of them put a wet rag over my face and told to breathe hard as i felt lube go on and a cock slide in. I was so into the mood I got so hard. He dumped in me then another cock slipped in he pumped me for some time then heard him moan and he pulled out. Got flipped over pulled up and got stroked my dick was so hard then one of them straddled me and sat on my cock it when in deep till he was completely sitting on me and he was sucking their cocks. He wiggled as he was sucking then i saw a cock by my face to suck. I sucked a bit as the guy on top was sucking. This was hot. Then the guy on top start to move up and down and I felt a rush as I exploded in him. He slid over and made me suck his hole for my cum. Got some and he got up and then they pulled me to we walked over to the bedroom and we layed there and talked for a while. I was there for a few hours and said I have to get back. They gave me a kiss and I got dressed and left. My hole was dripping when i got home. Great Thanksgiving day

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

I had a guy from BBRT come over and shoot a load in my. Then I just got dressed and went to Thanksgiving dinner. With the load still in me.

I love getting piss in my ass. In fact, that’s the only ws I actually like. I’m okay with getting pissed on but I really don’t like drinking it. On my back with my legs in the air with a few guys pissing into my gaped bunt, that would be great!

Friday 25 Nov at Pants King's Cross. I was fucked side by side with another bottom by lovely guy called Peter. He kept going moving from hole to hole until eventually cumming.

The last load I took was in the sauna darkroom. It was actually the first guy to fuck me, took me a bit by surprise, but who dumped a lovely big load in my arse. It instantly started dribbling down my leg.

No one wants shit on their dick. Ruins the mood and everything.

Bottom here. Turned on by: Irrelevant. My state of arousal has nothing to do with who fucks me. What arouses me is the feeling of fingers testing my cunt for readiness for breeding. Let them fuck me: I let anyone fuck me. Judging by their behavior, I think some of them have “hate-fucked” me, though I don’t think it’s ever been personal. I’m mostly fucked by strangers, so none of them would know me well enough to like or dislike me. There have been a few, though, that I’ve had the feeling were taking out some racial, political, or societal hate out on me as a token. I can think of three particular instances then I had the strong impression that I was bearing the weight of a black man’s anger over injustice, one in which a Native American was venting his anger, and one in which a man of Middle Eastern origin seemed to be waging jihad on my hole. There have also been any number of Tops who have voiced their naked contempt for me and spat on me even with their cocks buried balls-deep inside the pleasurable warmth of my body - I still have a hard time wrapping my head around that, but it’s not my job to psychoanalyze them, just to be their release. I’m not going to hate them back. What would be the point of that? Even if someone did want to hate-fuck me for a personal reason, I would let him. If using my body helps him get some demon off his back, that’s the least I can do for someone. The way I see it, if someone wants to strike out at me by fucking me, I’m simply following the instruction set down by Christ - I turn the other cheek.

So since moving out to the middle of no where, I haven’t been able to play like I used to in the city. And MOST guys out this way are freaks. Many are married to women and only p lay during lunch time. So tonight I popped up grindr and this sexy Asian boy messaged me hello. We exchanged pics. I’m usually a bottom but having an 8” cock affords me beautiful smooth asses from time to time. we spent the next 20 mins detailing how he loves his ass eaten out and I explained I’m the best. With some details of how good I am…. he decided to come over. From the moment he walked in, we kissed, I sucked his boy tits and rimmed tue most soft beautiful Asian boy bubble ass… i got so hard that I spit on his pussy and slid in. For tue next 45 mins I toggled between my cock deep deep inside him, my tongue fat up his pussy and discovered he loves fingers and fucked him with my thumb he went nuts. to top it off, he said, can I Cum inside u now. HELL UEAH. Hey shot tue biggest load after I flexed my hole on his cock. Told him I’m 45 and he’s 20. Felt weird but he said most guys never come this close to pleasing him….. fuk yummy!

Fucked and bred a guy today. First time posting here but I’ve been reading posts since 2019. Backstory: Met the guy on Monday. I went to lunch and got on sniffies. Messaged a dude seeing if he was looking to get sucked. Said yes and sent my pics. Gave me the address and to come over. Parked and went up. He messaged saying if it’s okay with me for another guy to stop by, he’ll just watch and jo. I was already there so sure. Got to his place and he opens the door. Handsome lad, masc, mustache, young. Lucky to be sucking him I thought. it was pretty dark, very low light. Straight to the couch and started working on his cock. As I’m sucking him he is on his phone, messaging the other guy I assume. Next thing the door opens and the guy walks in. I continue sucking his cock. It was a nice cock. 7.5in uncut. Like giving sloppy bjs and deepthroating. Im surprised i can deepthroat pretty well. He enjoyed it. The other guy sits nearby and is jacking off. The guy I’m sucking offers me poppers, take a hit and he does too. I go all the way down and hold it as much as I can. He starts jacking the other guy off and ask me to go faster. The other guy cums and leaves. I’m continue sucking and finally he cums and I swallow it all. As I get up he says that was hot. Damn it was a good load. i rarely do quickies and never anything anon- I’m more into passionate sex. Making out is my main fuel. So, I left and text thanks for the load. He replies with great bj. And wants another one. So today Wednesday I have sometime to spare and I get on sniffies. Message asking him if he wants to get sucked. He says yeah. Then asks if I top. Damn! I don’t really top, I don’t have much experience and get nervous. I like to try it every now and then when I’m hooking up with a guy, just rub my cock on their ass, humping and making out in missionary position. Rarely insert or fuck. I consider myself a vers bottom. So, I reply yes sometimes. I was a bit disappointed. I ask him if he is looking to get fucked? And if he likes to get his ass eaten? Answers, yes and yes. And he asks for my dick pic and I send him one, and say that I’m not hung, I’m only 5c (less than 5, 4.7ish, unfortunately, honestly wish it were bigger, I feel like I’d be more open to topping if I were) and just said lmk I can stop by. he replies with come over. I don’t know what to expect as I’m heading over. Get to his place. And see he messaged with door is open, I’m ass up. Oh wow, I thought. This shall be interesting. I love eating ass! I’m mainly a bottom but I love ass and admire a guy’s ass. I wish I’d eaten his ass that first time - I wanted to but just focused on his cock. But today I would get a taste of it. Walk in and it’s dark. And tells me he’s in the room. My eyes take a bit to adjust. I literally couldn’t see inside the room but eventually my eyes adjusted. Fuck, he was on the edge of the bed, ass up. I kneel down and starting eating him out. He said he put lube on already. I didn’t care, it was sweet flavored lube - okay, that’s fine. Ate his ass, caressed it, kissed it, lightly bit it and slapped it (I’m not a dominant person by nature, I tend to be submissive but can be a bit dominant at times). I stood up and took my cock out. He is tall and well I’m short 5’2 so took a bit to find my way in but finally got in. Fuck! It felt nice. He moaned as I went all the way in. It was hot. His ass was tight, it gripped my cock well. I went in and out. In my mind, I was thinking I’m doing this, wow! He then offered me poppers (what a gentleman lol) so I took a long hit. Made things so much better. Honestly it was amazing, the feeling, I kept going, he moaned, played with my balls and it turned me on. I was so turned on that shortly after the poppers, I announced I’m about to cum. To which he said cum in me and I blew my load. Fuck, it felt nice. It was hot. I’m surprised I came -I rarely do especially when topping. I leaned on his back as I kept fucking him, breathing heavily. Slowly pulled out and got on my knees and taste that hole. Yum! First time felching and I’ve always wanted to try it. Ate his ass some more and fingered it. He asked if I liked his hole and I said fuck yes. I was short on time so I zipped my pants, got my jacket and walked out. Drove back to work. it’s not anon since I’ve seen him before but it was hot. It felt nice fucking him, he is hot, the rush of the poppers, the scene. I hope I see him again. I want for him to fuck me. Would like more like making out but okay with this. He is close to my office so it works out.

Part 5: Daddy's Rules Daddy was starting to become a regular of mine. Like our previous meetings, I sucked his cock on the way to his place. I undid my pants and exposed my bare ass while I was sucking. It turned me on to be exposed for the duration of the ride. When we arrived at his place, I had few drinks. About 3 drinks in, I had a good buzz going and the room was just starting to spin. I felt a bit dizzy but daddy made me a fourth drink and told me to follow him. He started walking towards the stairs. I was excited because I thought this would be the first time we actually made it to the bedroom. Instead, we went to a door to side of the stair case. I followed to the door and realized the path led to a different set if stairs that went down to the basement. I stumbled a bit on the stairs and had to hold the rail the whole walk down. The basement was a finished rec room with some pretty standard stuff for that kind of space. There was some work out equipment, a pool table, a couch with a decent sized home theater set up, and another smaller bar area. I guess it was what you might call a man cave. We passes through another door into an unfinished area. Against one wall was the water heater and the furnace. But the rest of this area was clearly a makeshift sex dungeon. There were a few shelves along the walls and the boxes on top looked to be pretty normal. However, the middle shelves contained some more exotic items. There was an extensive collection of sex toys including dildos, plugs, gags, whips, and some bandage supplies. I finished my drink as daddy guided me to a cussioned platfrom that was hanging by some chains that had been anchored to the ceiling. Daddy helped me to quickly undress and lifted me onto the platform. He and secured my ankles and wrists with cuffs that were attached to the platforms chains. He then put a blindfold on me. The platforms was sized such that my ass was hanging slightly off one edge of the platform and my head was hanging off the other side. I could feel him circling the platform and eyeing my naked body. When daddy finished started to speak I was so horny that I was just agreeing to everything he said without thinking. "You're my little slut boy arent you?" he demanded I managed a meek "yes daddy." I heard a loud smack and felt a lightning bolt of pain shoot up my body. Daddy had just smacked my bare ass with something (I couldn't see but it felt and sounded like a belt). "I didn't hear that boy" daddy said menacingly. "Yes daddy! I'm your little slut boy!" I cried. Daddy hit my ass again with another loud crack. It was the hardest I'd ever been hit up to that point and I tried to wriggle away. The pain was searing and im sure my butt was already red and brused. "I have some rules you boy" he said as began to circle me "Rule number one is I get to use your body however I want, you can't ever say no to me." "YES DADDY!" I cried as he brought the belt down again, this time across my chest. I began sobbing uncontrollablly as he continued to circle. "Rule number two is that I control who you fuck. You will fuck everyone I tell you too and never fuck anyone without my permission" "YES DADDY" I cried out again. Daddy waited a moment then slapped my face with his hand. He pushed my head down so it was hanging off the platform edge and put one of his hands around my throat. He began choaking me while he grabbed his hard cock with his other and brought it to my lips. As I began to suck his cock, I heard the crack and felt the sting of the belt on my ass. Daddy had one hand on my neck and the other was holding his cock as he guided it in and out of my mouth. Daddy must of been plabning to share me with a friend and I had already agreed to fuck anyone he told me too. Daddies friend gave a few more smacks to my ass, thighs, and belly before coiling it up and setting it on my chest. As daddy continued fucking my throat, his friend started to play with my ass. He alternated between giving it a a few slaps with his bare hand, grabbing the cheeks and giving them a squeeze, and pulling them apart to expose my little pink hole. Daddy's friend pulled his cock out and started to tease my hole. There was no lube yet but I still enjoyed the feeling of a raw cock pressing against the opening. He spit on his cock and began to rub the head in circles around my ass. Just as it felt like I was about to open up and take his cock, he pulled it away and buried his tounge in my hole instead. I would have been moaning in ecstasy if I hadn't been distracted by the rough throat fuck I was getting on the other end. Between the alcohol and lack of oxygen, I was worried I might pass out. Daddy was really fucking my throat. He pulled out for a moment and held my head in place. As I coughed and struggled to catch my breath, anther pair of hands (from what must have been a third person) placed a damp rag over my face. I recognized the aroma from the small bottle I had been using and took a deep breath. I held a few seconds before I exhaled and took a few more breaths. I felt warm and dizzy and began to go limp. I didn't pass out but I was in a state where I wasn't fully aware of what was happening to me. I was tied up and powerless anyways, so I just let the feeling wash over me. Everything was blur for the next few minutes. I felt the familiar pleasure of big cock thrusting in and out my hole. I was too far gone to struggle against the cock that was fucking my throat. Whenever someone pulled away, their place was immediately taken by another cock. There were at least 4 guys, maybe more. They continued to use me from both ends like I was a sex toy. Soon enough I felt the first load shoot into my ass. He continued to fuck for a moment before pulling out and hurrying around to have me lick his cock clean. After he was clean I heard a voice tell me to push. I complied and pushed the load out. As another cock resumed fucking me, one of the guys came around and pushed a tablespoon into my mouth, I realized I had just filled it with cum from my ass and licked the spoon clean. I held the cum in my mouth to savor the flavor for a few seconds before swallowing. I quickly resumed taking it from both ends. As the guy in my ass moaned that he he was close, the guy in my throat grabbed my head and pushed deep. Holding me in place he began to quickly rock his hips back and forth while fully inserted. He was trying to cum at the same time as the guy in my ass. I felt a spurt in my ass as announced he has cumming. The guy in my mouth pushed deep and I felt a powerful contraction as he shot his cum straight down my throat. I felt at least 4 pulses from each, with each one alternating between my ass my throat. I swallowed as the guys swapped places and I began to livk the cum off the cock that had just been in my ass. After I finished cleaning it they swapped places again and I licked the cum off the next cock as the other guy directed me to push the cum out of my ass. Just as I finished licking the most recent cock clean, someone grabbed my head and another tablespoon of cum from ass was poured down my throat. As the others left, daddy began to speak again. "Rule 3 is you can never cum without my permission." Yes daddy" I moaned as he slid his cock into my ass. The pleasure quickly started to build as he fucked my ass. He was bigger than his friends and I was soon begging him "Please daddy, let me cum. I dont know how much longer I can hold back." "Not yet boy" he replied as he continued to fuck me. I held onto the chains and tried to keep myself from having an orgasm. But after a few more seconds my body began twitching and and spasming uncontrollablly as I felt wave after wave of pleasure wash over me. Daddy saw me cum but didn't respond. He just kept fucking me until I felt his cock twitch as he flooded me with his jazz. He looked down at me and said "I told you not to cum without permission" "Sorry Daddy" I replied. Daddy went over to the shelves and pulled something out. He took off my blindfold so I could watch as he placed my soft little cock into a chastity cage and secure it with a small lock. When I was hard I had a good size cock and I often got hard while I was being fucked. Daddy leaned in and said "I wasn't gonna do this, but since you seem to have trouble following simple instructions I think you need it." I stayed nude again and sucked him some more as he drove me back. I must have done good because I managed to get another load out of him. I got dressed in the car right before he dropped me off. As soon as got home I thought about breaking the lock on my cage but decided to keep wearing it for a bit as a reminder of the fuck I had just gotten.

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

The Tattoo Artist: Chapter 1 I was a gay man in my early 20s with some sleazy, kinky, taboo desires. I always had that streak in me. I love cum so bareback sex made an instant connection with me, and not just any bareback sex, but totally uninhibited bareback sex. Yes, I had a fantasy involving a hot guy, lots of bareback pig play, and him shooting his seed in me. Not just any seed, but poz seed. There was also something edgy and erotic about a tattooed, bareback pig. Seeing heavily inked guys always made my cock hard, and I always wanted to be one of those guys. It just took me a while to decide what type of tattoo I wanted on my body. I researched local tattoo artists for months, but none of their work proved to be of the quality I was looking for. I decided to drive 90 minutes south and attend the annual tattoo convention in Chicago in hopes of finding an artist with a portfolio that impressed me. It was such a lustful trip for me. I also love unusual facial hair like longer goatees and beards and handlebar mustaches. Guys with piercings also turn me on. Tattoos, facial hair, and piercings seem to go hand in hand. The convention center was packed with people covered in ink with a ton of piercings and facial hair of every length and type. The continuous buzz from all the tattoo guns running could be heard throughout the place. Every booth had an artist or two working on fresh ink. I eyed the sexy men between browsing through artists’ portfolios. There was a ton of guys with no shirts on getting inked up at the various booths. Some with sexy hairy chests or a nice treasure trail disappearing into their jeans. My brain was in eye candy overload, and my cock was half erect for most of the show. I rounded the corner walking through the rows of booths and came across a very hot tattoo artist. He looked to be about 28 and was slender with a shaved head. His hair was reddish brown, with a slightly wavy goatee that must have been about a foot long. It ended in a point near his belly button. His mustache had a slight twist of small handlebars at the corners of his mouth. Full sleeves of ink extended from his t-shirt. He even had hand and neck tattoos. He was working on the back piece of a handsome little twink, and he glanced up at me as I approached his booth. He gave me a smile, and a nod of his head to say hello as he returned to his art piece. I stopped and paged through his portfolio. I kept glancing up to look at him while turning the pages. As I turned another page I glanced up to check him out again. My eyes traveled up his sexy body to his face and found him looking directly at me. He smiled at me again, and I quickly turned my eyes back to his portfolio. Sure that he noticed me checking him out, I began to blush. It was hard to keep my eyes off him, though, and I again glanced back at him. He again was looking at me too, and stopped his tattoo work. He told the twink he would be back in a minute to continue and walked toward me. He appeared to have a nice sized cock from the bulge in his jeans. Holding out his hand he said, “Howdy, I’m Zak.” “Isaac, but most people call me Zeek,” as I shook his hand. I again paged through the book of ink, “Is this your work?” “Ah, yes it is.” “Nice work, I like it.” “Well, thanks. Are you looking to get some ink done?” “Yeah, I just don’t know what I want to get yet.” “Do you have any tattoos yet?” “No, it would be my first.” “Are you from Chicago?” “No, but I’m only about 90 minutes north of here in Milwaukee.” “Cool, well, if you would like to talk about it, I can help you with design ideas.” “Awesome, I’d like that.” “Here’s my card. Give me a call, and we can set up a time to talk.” “Thank you, Zak, I’ll do that.” “Nice to meet you.” “Ditto.” With that he returned to his customer to continue his ink, which gave me the perfect opportunity to check out his ass. Just as I imagined, he had one nice butt and I found it hard to look away. When he sat down he again looked at me, and found me staring at him. Zak picked up his tattoo gun, glanced back at me, and gave me a look that set my gaydar off. A smile came across his face. I nodded, smiled back at him staring straight into his eyes then disappeared into the crowd. I wandered the convention center enjoying the hot, inked up men and all the beards and 'staches. Pure heaven for this gay man. I had to piss, and found the bathrooms were lined up with guys waiting to empty their bladders. It took a while waiting in line, but I was next to piss, and a stall opened up. I wasted no time getting into the stall. My cock felt like it could burst from holding back my piss. I closed the door to the stall and quickly unzipped my pants. The entire toilet seat was splattered with piss. I chuckled a little thinking there must be a lot of PA piercings in those pants today, otherwise just a bunch of hot pigs with a bad aim. I let out a full stream of piss, emptying my bladder. It felt good to relieve the pressure, but I quickly found myself fully erect smelling all that piss and testosterone in the air. I also loved piss play, and thoughts of lapping up all the urine from the toilet seat was hard to resist. I stroked my cock a few times, then tucked it back into pants, trying to hide my hard on the best I could. I zipped up again and quickly left the men’s room. I buried myself in the crowd, waiting for my cock to go down then continued to stroll through the packed convention booths. About a week later I came across Zak’s business card in my wallet and decided to give him a call. The phone rang a few times, “Windy City Tattoo, this is Zak.” “Ah, hi Zak, you may not remember me, but I met you at the tattoo convention last week. You told me to give you a call if I wanted to discuss tattoo options.” “Zeek!! Glad to hear from you.” “Wow, you remembered my name.” “Of course I did. So, you want to set up a time to discuss tattoo designs?” “Yeah, are you free any time this week?” “My last appointment should be done around 5:30 tomorrow. Can you get to the shop tomorrow night around 6?” “Sure. I’ll see you then.” “Awesome!! See you tomorrow.” I had a three day weekend so this was the perfect way to kick off my weekend. I left plenty early to try and beat Friday rush hour traffic heading into Chicago. I arrived early, and realized Zak’s tattoo shop was just outside the gay district on Halsted Street, so I wandered around the gay district for a bit. When I returned to Zak’s shop he was just finishing with his last tattoo appointment. He was wearing black biker boots, faded blue jeans, and a white t-shirt. I loved his fully inked sleeves and hands. His entire neck being inked was so hot too. Just the sight of him gave me a partial wood. He invited me to the back of his shop, and we sat on a sofa and discussed the style of tattoos I was looking for. His suggestion of Japanese style tattoos intrigued me. He explained the meaning behind different tattoos in Japanese culture, and I decided my first piece would be a colorful full sleeve with yin yang koi, waves, flowers and filler. Zak sat next to me, and occasionally touched my arm as he discussed options and placement. Our legs were touching as we continued to look at designs. He suggested I remove my shirt, so he could do a quick, rough sketch on my arm. He explained that he liked to just draw out the design directly on the body to get better placement than trying to use transfers. I pulled my t-shirt off, and he began touching my arm, and turning it in different directions. Then he pulled out a marker and started drawing on my skin. His touch began to turn me on, and before I knew it my cock was fully erect. I couldn't hide the bulge that formed in my jeans. It was obvious Zak also noticed my hard cock, but he kept himself focused on drawing on my arm. The sketch began to take shape, and Zak maneuvered my arm into different positions as he continued to draw on my skin. Each time he lowered my arm to my lap his hand brushed again my hard cock, and I noticed his rod was also erect extending down his jean leg. He again moved my arm to a new position and my hand came to rest on his thigh next to his cock while he continued his design. I couldn't resist it any longer, and I brushed my hand against the bulge in his jeans. His cock throbbed against my hand, and before I knew it I was rubbing his cock through his jeans. He stopped drawing on my arm and reached over and massaged my hard rod. Zak leaned over to me and began to French kiss me. Our tongues and lips were locked in a passionate exchange for a bit. Then Zak stood up and saying “I was hoping you would be interested,” as he pulled his t-shirt off over his head revealing a fully inked chest with a sunburst around his belly button that continued down and disappeared into his jeans toward his cock. “Damn, man…..wooooooof!” He pulled me to my feet. We continued to make out, our tongues twisted together in deep, erotic kissing and panting. Zak wrapped his arms around my waist, grabbed my ass with his hands, and pressed our hard cocks against one another through our jeans. We continued to kiss, grinding our bodies against one another; our cocks throbbing with excitement. I was free-balling it and could feel a wet spot forming in my jeans from precum leaking from the head of my shaft. Zak reached for my crotch, rubbing my cock through my pants before unbuttoning my jeans and dropping them to my ankles. He pushed me backward onto the couch. I landed on my ass and leaned back on the sofa in a lounged sitting position, with my cock standing at attention. Zak flipped my shoes off and pulled my jeans from my ankles. He stood up in front of me, kicked his shoes off then unbuttoned his jeans and dropped them to the floor. His cock sprung to attention standing straight in the air, pulsing up and down. The shaft of his tool curved slightly to the left and upward about 8 inches long. His cock was pierced with a large prince albert, and inked with flames leading down the shaft to a black biohazard tattoo centered below his belly button. More ink led to the sunburst around his belly button. The ring to his cock piercing dangled with each pulse of his cock, and precum began to hang from the end of his jewelry. Tattoos covered a good 75% of his body. His body was an erotic piece of art that made my cock dance with excitement at the sight of this stud. “Fuck, you are so hot. I want to be covered in ink like you.” Zak pointed to his biohazard tattoo. His eyes remained locked onto mine, and a playful conversation started, “You know what this one means, don’t you?” “You’re poz?” “Are you okay with that, because I only bareback?” “Yeah,” with a smile on my face, “Are you ok that I’m neg?” “Yep.” “Do you want to cum in me?” “Uh huh.” “Are you into gifting?” “Are you into chasing?” “I could be.” “Then I could be too.” My mouth was like a magnet to his cock. I was on my knees in a flash. I wrapped my lips around the head of his rod, tasting his precum before sliding the full length of his shaft deep into my throat. His cock stiffened in my mouth, and he moaned as my tongue slid back down toward the tip of his shaft. Zak put his hands on the back of my head and slowly face fucked me with the full length of his tool, as he murmurred “That’s it, suck my poz cock. Taste my toxic precum.” As he continued to leak precum down my throat, fucking my throat with his death stick, he remarked “I’d love to do your ink work for you. Maybe I’ll even be marking you with a biohazard tattoo. Would you like that?” “Yes!!” “Want me to poz you, Zeek?” “Yes, charge my ass up, please.” Zak pulled his cock from my mouth and pulled me to my feet. He turned me around and pushed me onto my knees on the couch. “You want my poz cock in your ass?” “Yes, please fuck me. Give me your seed.” I was so turned on I felt like I could shoot my load at the anticipation of taking his charged spunk. He knelt behind me, spread my ass cheeks with a firm grip, and buried his tongue in my hole. It didn’t take long for my puckered hole to surrender as his tongue slipped past my cunt lips. His tongue lubed my hole and slowly worked inside, begging to open me up. Zak gave my ass a deep tongue bath and began to fuck me with its full length. The sensations made me horny as hell, and a strong urge to feel his bare cock buried in my ass burned within me. I moaned, “Please fuck me. I want to feel your cock deep inside me.” Zak continued to rim my ass, and worked a finger inside. He slowly advanced his finger all the way in and out of me then added another, before continuing to lick and fuck me with his tongue. My ass was wet and primed for his shaft. Zak stood behind me and spread my ass cheeks with his hands. I felt his against my cunt, then he slid his slick cock head across my hole, further lubing me with precum. He continued to rub the full length of his rod against my hole, driving me wild to be opened up wide. I felt the steel from his cock piercing fold to the side tight against his cock as he pressed the head of his dick against my hole. He slowly thrust the head of his tool, spreading my ass, and slipping inside. He spit on my hole lubing us both some more for me to take the rest of his meat inside me. I pressed my ass against his rod, and he again thrust inside me. Pain shot through my body and my hole tightened around his shaft as I tensed my body. Zak held his cock in place, “Easy, just relax…..relax.” The pain subsided and I arched my back and again pressed firmly against his cock. Zak grabbed my hips and with one abrupt thrust buried his cock balls deep into my guts. I again tightened my ass around his toxic meat, and let out a little gasp. It hurt so good, but my cock pulsed rock hard. I began to moan with pleasure. This was the first time I had a pierced dick in my hole, and it felt incredible. “You like my pierced cock in you, huh?” “Oh God…..yes!!!” I began to relentlessly pump my ass against his death stick, and Zak joined the rhythm. Tightening his grip on my hips, he pounded my ass hard with each thrust. His balls slapped against my ass with each plunge. “Ah, you’re a hungry pig for my toxic seed, aren’t you?” “Fuck, yes. Poz my faggot ass.” “Slow down, stud. You’ll get my DNA but not until I’m ready to flood your ass.” He held my hips steady, then slowed his pumping motion and continually withdrew his cock to the tip, with just the steel of his piercing remaining in my hole, then again thrust deep inside me, commenting as he did so, “Man, your hole feels awesome wrapped around my cock.” “That's good, 'cause fuck, I love your rod in me.” He continued a slow steady pace, edging himself close to shooting his load in my guts, then stopping, I could feel his cock pulsing a few times deep inside me, then Zak again began working his dick in and out of me. Each time he brought himself close to cumming then backed off. “You want my poz seed in you now?” “Yes, you feel so incredible. Load me up.” He again began to thrust in and out of my hole, but this time he slowly increased his pace, plunging in me harder and faster. “Fuck, I’m really close. You’re getting all my seed.” “You want it pig? Want my charged cum?” “Yes, give it to me.” “Yeah?” “Yes, I want to poz. Give it to me.” I again tightened my ass around his shaft, and he thrust in me one more time. “Here it comes….take my poz load.” He groaned and grunted, as his cock throbbed and pulsed deep in my hole. The sensations of his cum shooting from his death stick deep in my guts pushed me over the edge, and my cock erupted gobs of cum over and over with each throb of my shaft. With his cock still pulsing inside me, he grabbed my shoulders and shoved his cock even deeper in my ass. I couldn’t get enough of Zak’s cock. It felt amazing buried in my cunt. My balls drained themselves of all their seed. My ass was now filled with Zak’s poz juice. As he pulled his cock from my ass, cum trickled and dripped from my gaping hole. I knew he filled me with a huge load of sperm. My intestine walls were coated with his virus. Would it find its way to my bloodstream? The risk was incredibly exciting. I was hooked. There was no stopping it. I was definitely becoming a junkie for poz cum. Zak flopped on the couch next to me, panting and sweating. “Fuck that felt awesome. You have one hot ass.” Grinning and puffing, “It was very hot.” I turned and lay on the couch with my head resting on his thighs at his cock. I licked his mushroom head clean and ran my tongue down his shaft. “So……..am I hired to do your ink?” “How can I say no after a consultation like that?” We remained on the couch, naked. My head rested on Zak’s lap with his beautiful meat before my eyes. A small drop of poz spunk leaked from his piss hole and I lapped it up. We talked for a bit, getting to know each other a little better, while touching and caressing each other’s bodies. Zak told me he was born and raised in Chicago. He always had a fascination with tattoos from an early age on. He started working in a tattoo shop at 15, and after a few years became an apprentice for several years. He was lucky enough to be able to open his own shop a few years ago. Tattooing was something he loved. It was his passion, and all his tattoos had meaning in his life. I ran my hand across his biohazard tattoo. “So how long have you been poz?” “Not long, just a few years.” “Are you on meds yet?” “Ah…..no, so you got a fully charged load. Hope you’re cool with that.” My cock started to bone up. I nodded my head for him to look at my rod, “Does that answer your question?” “I guess so, you hot pig.” “Do you know who pozzed you?” “Yep,” with a slow drawn out descriptive tone, “A hairy, muscular, leather daddy with a beautiful ass and huge, uncut cock.” We both chuckled. “Did you know he was poz?” “You mean, did I chase?” “Yeah, did you want to convert?” “Fuck, yes, and it was one hot breeding.” “So why aren’t you with him?” “We weren’t looking for a relationship. We both got what we wanted from it. I was determined to get his poz load in me, and he was determined to make me work for it. It was an all-out, totally uninhibited, raunchy, verbal, poz fuck.” “It sounds like a hot breeding.” “Poz talk makes it the hottest conversion sex.” After a short pause, “So, when do you think you can get back down here to start your ink?” “Are you free next Friday in the afternoon? I could get down here by 3 or so.” “Ok….Friday at 3 it is. We’ll start your sleeve.” “Great, sounds good.” So, Zeek, what do you do up in Milwaukee?” “Well, let’s see, I like a lot of things. I graduated from college last year and just bought a home. I love doing remodeling and landscaping, so I’m redoing my house, fixing it up. I like being outdoor, hiking, biking, camping; stuff like that. I really enjoy movies, and dining out with buds.” “Cool. So what’s your degree in?” “Marketing and web design.” “Bonus!! If you’re up for it, maybe you can redesign my website for me.” “I’ll show you some of my work. If you like it, I’d love to do that for you.” “Awesome.” We stayed on the couch a bit longer and lye in each other’s arms. His naked body felt so good cuddled up against mine. “Hey, Zeek, do you have to be back in Milwaukee at a certain time? “No, I’m not on any schedule tonight. What did you have in mind?” “Want to go grab a few beers?” “Sure, that would be great.” Neither one of us moved too fast to get up. I think we both enjoyed cuddling together naked, but we reluctantly dragged our asses off the couch and slipped our clothes back on. Zak hung out in boystown at a few of the gay bars so we walked a few blocks to his favorite hang-out for a few beers. Zak introduced me to a few of his buddies that were out. We did a few shots with them then continued some one-on-one chat. “So, Zeek, what else gets you going besides ink, piercings and taking poz cock raw?” I chuckled, “Well, I’m pretty open-minded. I have a bit of a kinky streak in me.” “Oooh, kinky streak, like what? And you can’t shock me, believe me.” “Anything from toys, slings, sounds, to watersports, and more. What about you?” “There isn’t much I wouldn’t do, and everything on your list…… been there, done that. I’m a pig.” He leaned over to me and gave me a gentle nibble on my lip before planting a wet kiss on me. Standing up from his bar stool, Zak circled behind me and put his hands on my shoulders. He whispered in my ear, “I have to piss if you want a taste.” He made his way to the men’s room and looked back at me with a grin. You didn’t have to tell me twice. I was off my bar stool in a flash and following him to the bathroom with my beer in hand. When I walked into the bathroom, Zak already had his pants unzipped and his pierced meat dangled at the urinal. I walked up behind him and grabbed his ass. He turned to face me and pushed me to my knees. I took his cock in my mouth, and he held me still with his hands on my shoulders. “Fuck, here it comes.” As the first drops of piss hit my tongue I must have sprung an instant boner. I loved drinking from the tap. Zak’s warm piss sprayed from his cock filling my mouth. It had just a slight bitter taste to it, but was pretty watered down from the beer. I was like a hungry pig sucking its mother’s tit, wanting every drop of piss down my throat. Zak repeatedly stopped his urine stream, giving me just enough time to gulp down all of his nectar before letting his piss flow again in my mouth. My cock throbbed over and over again. He pulled his cock from my mouth and the last few sprays and drops of piss landed on my face, stache and beard. It was as if he was marking his territory. I stood up, slammed the rest of my beer in front of him then held the bottle to my cock head. I let out a full stream of piss filling my bottle to the top. I took a swig of my own piss then Zak took the bottle from my hand and left the bathroom. When I returned to the bar, he was sitting on his bar stool drinking from my beer bottle in front of everyone. They had no idea he was actually swigging my sweet cock nectar and not beer. After tipping another beer together and an erotic farewell kiss, I left for Milwaukee. On my drive up I94 I had time to think outside the heat of the moment. Even though I had fantasized for a long time about taking a poz cock raw, that was the first time I actually went through with it. A little fear set in knowing I could possibly poz from Zak’s DNA planted deep in my hole. I debated pulling into the Oasis pit stop, heading to the bathroom and emptying his seed from inside me. Those thoughts were quickly diverted by my cock boning up over thoughts of how awesome his hard shaft felt in me, and that having his poz cum in me also turned me on. The thoughts of his hot naked, inked body danced through my head. The smell of his piss still lingered on my beard and stache. My cock again throbbed in my jeans. I never even considered myself an actual chaser, but found myself craving more of his toxic spunk. The Oasis was just ahead, but I drove on past as my car continued down I94; my cock raging hard and my ass twitching full of Zak’s charged cum. I still had some fear in me, but I knew there was no turning back. I began to accept that I wanted to charge up, and I wanted Zak to be my gifter. The Tattoo Artist: Chapter 2 Unable to sleep, I got out of bed, and started my day. Today was a special day for several reasons. It was my 23rd birthday, and it was also Friday, the day of my first tattoo session with Zak. I was a little anxious and nervous, but excited to be seeing him again. I wanted to start my journey becoming a heavily inked pig, but I was not sure how much it would hurt. I turned on Netflix and watched some episodes of Miami Ink. Seeing hot Ami James and all his sexy ink just got me turned on and more determined than ever to go through with it. It was what I wanted. I decided to get dressed and cruise down to Chicago early. It was a perfect day for a drive, sunny and warm. I rolled down the windows and cranked the music. The air felt invigorating blowing across my body. I arrived in Boystown well ahead of my tattoo time with Zak, so I decided to browse the shops in the area. I came across a cool bookstore and bought a tattoo magazine. I also found an awesome pair of black biker boots, and a few t-shirts. Then I came across an adult bookstore and couldn’t resist checking out their gear. I ended up walking out with a “pig” t-shirt and a new yellow “piss pig” jock. After my little shopping spree I headed for the tattoo shop. I arrived a little early for my appointment. Zak greeted me with a hug and told me I could have a seat on the sofa while he finished up with his client. He grabbed me a bottle of water, and I sat down in the same place where just a week earlier I was taking Zak’s poz cock raw. The thought of it just gave me a major erection. I tried to find a distraction to get my boner to stop poking at my jeans. After all, Zak and his client were within eye’s shot. At least his client had his back to me. I found Zak’s portfolio sitting on the table next to the sofa. I browsed through the pages, but seeing his ink work only made my cock harder. I glanced at Zak, and he happened to look up at me. I immediately grinned back at him and stood up to show him my raging hard on through my jeans. I rubbed my crotch, and he chuckled then gave me a look that said, “Behave yourself.” I returned to the sofa and remembered an article I read several years earlier about a guy that popped wood at an inappropriate time and tried to “kill” the “snake” that had come to life in his pants by thinking about greasy dishes. (Why the hell I remember that article I have no idea). Maybe that would kill the beast in my pants. I tried to concentrate on dirty dishes, but all I could think about was stripping naked and having Zak fuck the hell out of me and unload his poz seed in my ass. My hard cock raged on. I grabbed a pillow for my lap to camouflage the bulge in my pants. After about a 15 minute wait, Zak poked his head around the corner and told me to follow him to his tattoo station. He walked to the entrance and locked the front door. “Now we’re all alone. No interruptions.” I pointed to my pants, “Good, because something is still up.” Zak laughed, “You’re becoming a cum-crazed pig. You know that don’t you?” “Yeah, and I love it.” I took a seat at his work station, and he walked up to me from behind. He put his hands on my shoulders, bent down and ran his tongue across the back of neck. He kissed my neck, nibbled my earlobe then worked his way to kissing my cheek. His tongue licked across my upper lip and he buried it into my mouth and started to make out with me, swirling his tongue with mine. Zak showed me his now hard cock bulging through his jeans, “As much as I want to tear your clothes off and fuck you right here, we won’t get anything done that way.” “And why is that a bad thing?” He again chuckled, “Let’s focus on your ink. We can play after.” “Oookkkaaayyy, ok.” “So are you ready to get started, sexy?” “Yeah, I’m ready.” “Awesome.” He grinned, “Besides, I’ll kill your hard on in no time when you feel the needle.” I chuckled and smiled at him, “You seem to be getting too much pleasure from that.” “I probably am, but there’s only one way to find out. Let’s get started. I made a few sketches for you to take a look at. If you like them I’ll use the one you want.” After looking at both designs, I had a hard time deciding between the two. Both were so cool. “Wow, I’d be happy with either design. They rock!!” “Well then, can I make a suggestion? This one is my favorite, because I think it will follow the curves of your arm the best.” “Cool. Then that’s it. It’s the one.” “Great. Get your shirt off and I’ll start the layout.” I pulled my shirt off over my head and sat down in the chair again. Zak was grinning at me. “What? What’s wrong?” “Nothing, I’m happy you are here, and allowing me to give you your first tattoo. That and you have one hot, trim body.” He pulled his chair next to mine, and took me by the hand. He positioned my arm and started the sketch. “This tattoo is going to look so cool on you, Zeek.” After about 10 minutes Zak completed the rough layout, and started to set up his ink. “Go look in the mirror and let me know if you’re happy with the layout.” I walked to the mirror and checked out the design. “It looks perfect.” “Awesome, get your sweet ass over here.” “Yes sir.” “Have a seat and get your arm up here. I’ll start out slow so you can see how it feels. We’ll work on it as long as you can. If you need a break, just let me know.” I sat in the “hot seat” again. I was nervous and excited all rolled up into one. Zak positioned my arm, “Here we go. You’re about to lose your tattoo virginity.” The familiar buzz of the tattoo gun filled the room, and my adrenaline rush kicked in. Zak rubbed a dab of aquaphor onto the first spot and the needle pierced my skin and the first line was inked in no time. I was happy to find the pain tolerable. It felt more like an annoying pinching sensation than anything. I also quickly discovered that I like to watch. I like to see the needle entering my skin watching the tattoo take shape. Guess that doesn’t come as a surprise to me, since I love visual stimulation with sex too. Seeing piss or cum shooting from a hot cock, or watching a hard piece of meat sliding in and out of a gaping ass is totally erotic. I like eye contact while getting fucked too. There definitely is a sexual side to the process of getting tattooed. The needle poked my arm again and snapped me back to reality. After about an hour and a half or so of turning my arm this way and that way, and switching to lying on the table, while Zak carved his design into my arm, the line work was finished. “How are you doing, Zeek? Need a break for a few?” “Sure. A stretch break would be good.” “How does it feel?” “It’s definitely burning a little, but it’s ok.” “Cool, we won’t finish in one session so let me know when you need to end. I’ll let you call it.” I walked over to the mirror to check out my new ink. Zak appeared behind me in the mirror, slipped his arm around my waist and kissed me gently on the neck. “It’s looking so hot on you, Zeek.” “I love it so far.” “Wait until you see the color start to fill it in. It will come to life.” Zak returned to his seat and set up the colors needed in his ink caps. After about 5 minutes, “I’m ready for you, Zeek. Let’s start shading in that sucker.” This time Zak had me lay on the table to start. He positioned my arm straight out away from my body. “Damn, Zeek, you make me want to tear those jeans off and fuck you right here.” Zak wheeled his chair to the side of the table and kissed me on the belly. I caressed the back of his head. His lips felt incredible on my skin, and his beard tickled my side. My cock certainly responded to his touch. It was already half erect. “I’d love to seed you right now.” “As hard as this is to say, Nah uh, it’s ink time. We can play soon enough.” He said, “I know, I know…..Focus.” The buzz of his tattoo gun kicked in again, and the color started on my sleeve. About 2 ½ hours later we were finished for the day. A bunch of color was completed and it was looking awesome, but my arm was also on fire. Zak cleaned up sleeve, and lightly rubbed a thin coat of aquaphor onto my skin. “That’ll cool it down, Zeek. Go check it out, man.” I walked to the mirror. “Oh my God, Zak, I love it.” He walked over to me at the mirror. “Wait till it’s finished. It’s going to look awesome.” He wrapped my arm then taped it in place then returned to his work station and began to clean it up. I continued to look at myself in the mirror, admiring my new ink. “It’s going to bleed a little and leak ink a bit, Zeek, so clean it when you get home. Put the aquaphor on it a few times a day while it heals.” “Ok….no problem.” Zak again appeared behind me in the mirror. He pulled his t-shirt off, put his arms around my waist and pulled my body tight against his. I could feel his hard cock against my ass. My dick quickly boned up. I reached back and slipped my hand between us to grab his hard dick. I rubbed his hard rod through his jeans. His cock throbbed in my hand, and Zak let out a moan of pleasure and began kissing my neck. As he whispered in my ear, “I want to fuck you raw, right here and right now,” he rubbed my hard cock, and unbuttoned my pants. He reached down into my pants and stroked my meat. My jeans dropped to my ankles, and Zak began to grind his cock against my bare ass. I could feel the wetness on the head of my cock as my precum leaked from my piss hole. Zak smeared my juice onto my shaft then put his wet hand over my mouth. I stuck my tongue out and licked up my precum from his hand. Zak slipped his thumb into my mouth, and I began to suck it. While he continued to kiss my neck from behind me, he unbuttoned his jeans and dropped them to the floor. I grabbed his ass and pressed his cock tight into my ass cheeks. Zak again moaned then grasped me around the waist and chest. He kept grinding his cock between my ass cheeks. “Fuck, you feel so good, Zeek. I want to feel my cock inside you. Give you what we both want. “Yes, you know I want it. Charge me up, Zak. Please fuck me.” I stepped out of my jeans and kicked them aside. I was now naked with Zak’s cock pressed hard against my ass. His precum began to lube my hole as he continued to rub his hard cock between my cheeks. He kicked his jeans off. Our bodies were both naked. The touch of Zak’s skin against my body sent chills up my spine, and I could already feel the sweat forming between us. Zak held me tightly from behind with his arm across my chest, and with a firm grip caressed my ass cheeks and rubbed his hand across my hole. My ass tightened and puckered while my cock stiffened and throbbed. Zak kissed me on my mid back, then on my side, and raised my arm above my head to bury his tongue in my arm pit. He continued to lick my pit, lapping up the scent off my body. He moved in front of me then pressed his lips to mine and slipped his tongue into my mouth. I could taste my salty sweat on his lips and tongue. He spit in my mouth, and we continued to exchange saliva, while twisting our tongues together. With a firm grip on the back of my neck, we continued deep, erotic, French kissing for a few minutes. Then he hugged me and kissed my neck. He nibbled my ear lobe and buried his tongue in my ear while we ground our naked bodies against one another. Zak backed away from me, and snuck in one more kiss on my lips, then took me by the hand, our cocks both standing at attention and rock hard. He led me to the sofa where he first planted his seed in me the week before. He motioned to the couch, “Get on your knees, and spread those cheeks.” I eagerly obeyed. Zak knelt behind me and spread my cheeks wide with a firm grip. My puckered hole twitched with excitement, and he gave me one slap on the ass before burying his tongue into my ass. I arched my back and after continuous prodding and licking my hole opened up and his tongue slipped inside. He buried his tongue as deep as he could into my ass. The sensations sent chills through my body, and my hole begged to be filled by his cock. Zak gave one last grasp to my ass cheeks and a little massage. He stood up and then lounged back in a sitting position next to me on the sofa. His cock stood straight in the air. “Get your mouth on my cock and lube it up.” I shot onto the floor on my knees and slid the full length of his shaft down my throat. My tongue slid along his cock, and I began for work his dick in and out of my mouth. I continued to suck Zak’s cock, and it throbbed and pulsed in my mouth, spilling sweet precum down my throat. Zak grabbed the back on my head, shoving his cock deep down my throat. “Yeah, work that poz cock, swallow that charged precum.” He held his cock buried all the way in my mouth setting off my gag reflex, and making my eyes water. “Get up here and ride my cock. I want to see my meat slide all the way inside you.” I stood on the sofa, my legs straddling Zak’s, my pole standing straight up; balls dangling in front of his face. He tugged on my sack and engulfed both of my balls into his mouth. He sucked my balls, and licked them before grasping them with his hand and pulling them down to devour my cock down his throat. He sucked my rod for a few minutes, then said, “Sit on my poz cock, boy.” He spit in his hand, and as I lowered myself toward his hard shaft he smeared his spit onto my hole and lubed his cock with a few wet strokes. He directed the head of his meat toward my hole. His eyes were fixed on the head of his shaft as I squatted above his tool. I slowly lowered myself onto his cock. His PA ring and dick head pressed at my asshole, and with a quick thrust his cock head slipped inside. With a slow, steady motion my ass lips slid down the full length of his shaft. His hard cock was all the way inside me. Zak grabbed my hips and buried his cock even deeper in me. “FFFUUUUCCCCKKKK!!!!! Feel my poz rod in you. My PA is going to tear you up.” His cock stiffened in me, and his PA stretched my hole with each pulse of his meat. Zak cupped his hands onto my ass, and spread my cheeks wide open. I began to ride is pole all the way in and out of me with slow, steady motions. He groaned each time I took his cock all the way inside me. “Fuck, yes Zak!” The sensations were driving me wild. My cock was stiff and pulsing. Zak again grabbed my waist and began to shove me down onto his cock faster and harder, thrusting his hips each time to drive his death-stick all the way inside me. I could feel his PA further stretching and working my hole raw with each slam of his cock into my hole. It felt amazing. “Damn, Zeek, I can’t hold out much longer. You want my poz load?” “Fuck, yes. Breed me. Make me your poz pig.” My ass tightened around his shaft. “Oh, fuck, yes, here it comes. I’m going to poz you up, pig.” Zak thrust inside me. I felt his cock throb over and over again. As he filled my guts with his DNA, I stroked my cock, erupting cum onto his face, and beard. He opened his mouth. My cock continued to pulse, and I shot more of my jizz across his lips onto his tongue. While my cock still throbbed, I slowly worked the length of his shaft in and out of my ass. “Fuck, yes, Zeek, work my poz babies into you.” Blood tinged cum dripped from my ass with each plunge down his cock. Then I sat on his cock until I felt it stop throbbing inside me. I pulled his dick from my ass, and it slapped against his biohazard tattoo. His meat was covered with streaks of pink tinged cum. “Fuck, yes. Look at that, Zeek. Keep my virus in you. It definitely has access to your bloodstream.” Zak scooped up his blood streaked cum from his cock and put his fingers into my mouth. I licked and sucked them clean, swallowing every drop. Blood dripped from the edge of the bandage covering my freshly inked arm. It splattered onto Zak’s biohazard tattoo and cock. He ran his fingers down his shaft through my blood, across his lips and tongue. I kissed his mouth, tasting my blood on his lips. Still puffing and panting, “Fuck, Zeek. That was so hot. I love fucking my poz cum into your ass.” “I love feeling you shoot your toxic seed in me.” We need to change your bandage. Zak removed the wrapping from my arm and walked to his station for more bandages. I enjoyed looking at his naked body. It was such a turn on to me. He returned with more supplies and reapplied the bandage to my arm. We lie naked in each other’s arms on the sofa. “When can you get back down here to see me? We can continue your ink after a few weeks too. Let this heal a bit first.” “I definitely can get here in two weeks to continue my ink.” “How about we go on a date next weekend and an ink session two weeks from tonight same time?” “Sounds perfect to me.” “You know, you could possibly be ready for a biohazard tattoo in two weeks too.” I smiled, “Fuck yes.” My cock started to bone up at that thought, and I planted a slow, passionate kiss onto Zak’s lips. “Zeek, I want you to know something. I don’t want to just poz you. I like you, and not just a little. I like you a lot. I want you to be my boyfriend, my poz pig. What do you say?” “I’d like that a lot.” We continued to make out on the sofa. Our naked bodies pressed tightly together. Before we knew it both of our cocks were fully boned up again. We began to grind our bodies together. Zak kissed my neck and whispered in my ear, “Zeek, I want to give you my DNA again. Make you my poz boy……….”

And don't even think about using Aerogard as lube 😜

Oh wow. since I have been castrated I seem to want to be fucked so much more. Didn't think I could be hornier.

I came back home from my conference yesterday, after hooking up with a fellow participant in at the closing party. I was still horny and put an ad up on BBRT to find some more loads. This guy hits me up, he wants to play with sneakers and socks, and load my ass. I take an Uber to his place, and enter his place without knocking. He told me to stay dressed, put on a blindfold I'd find on the bed and get on all four on it. I comply and hear the bathroom door open just a few minutes later. I feel a cock being rubbed against my ass through my sweatpants. My pants gets pulled down, as usual I was not wearing any underwear to allow for easy access. My ass is getting a slap before my hole is starting to be explored by a big tongue. I hear some shoes being taken off, then my head being pushed down to the mattress. My nose lands into a sweaty sneaker, the overwhelming smell of sweat gets me hard instantly. I hear some saliva being spit, some onto my hole, and the tip of a dick being rubbed onto my now wet hole. Without notice, I feel a thick and long dick being slammed balls deep into my hole. I scream, I beg for mercy, for slower movements. But no fuck is being given. I get a slap and dirty sweaty socks under my nose and on my mouth to make me shut up. "Silence bitch". The thrusting keeps going, until I hear some loud moaning and that dick is being held deep inside my load, throbbing as it's shooting its cum into my guts. "You have 5 minutes to get dressed and leave". I've never seen the guy. While in the elevator, I just get a message from Grindr. 2 guys looking to unload right that moment. They are in the building right next door. I tell them I already have a load, they're just waiting for me. I got to their door, it's slightly open, I get myself into a dark entrance room. I can only see there are 2 persons in front of me. "On your knees" I'm ordered. I comply. A bottle of poppers is being pressed under my nose and I inhale as deep as I can. One dick is being shoved into my mouth, while another is being rammed into my hole, dry. It doesn't take 5 minutes before they both shoot their loads. I make my exit quickly. I've seen none of the guys and I never got naked, and managed 3 loads.

Baby Eddie has done it again. He has broken another jock! His stable must be overflowing.

I took my first black cock before I was especially into black guys. He was really thick, slightly above average length. He wasn’t very good looking but he was alright. Yet it was one of my best sexual experiences. He fucked me so good. That was what made me realise how much I love bottoming. Before then I was more of a top. And now black guys are my “type” but still, no loads refused.

After family left on Thanksgiving, I decided to go to the baths. It was slow, as I might have guessed, but there was one super hot Asian dude--ripped and inked. I was pretty sure I wasn't his usual type, but oh man, did he fuck and fill me. I've always wondered what it would feel like to have a big load pumped deep and then need to hold it from leaking out and making a mess of whatever I was wearing. It felt awesome, and the smell of cum was intoxicating. Guess I'm well on my way to becoming a cumdump, thanks to an Asian thug I wish I could hook with again.

Havent' posted in a while, last 4! loads from the same guy. Tonight, after I got home from family events I messaged him. He's a early 20's black guy with a smooth twinkish build that's into bears. Has a nice downward curve on his cock. He came by last week and I swallowed a load of his, then he bred me after. Tonight I sat on his cock right away and got load 1 in my ass. After we cuddled a bit and chatted some, he was up and running for fuck 2 (ah to be young again) and I got a second load in my ass. I'm very thankful for the loads!

When can I come knock you up?

Part 9 As I've said in earlier posts, I've always been surprised by how many apparently straight guys like to have sex with other guys and even more surprised by how many of them want it up the arse and are happy to do it without a condom. I had a really unexpected and horny experience in the mid 90s at a family party for one of my cousin's 30th birthday. We were all at a restaurant for a meal and drinks and my cousin, whose birthday it was, had a friend from work staying with him and his wife. Tom was a good-looking Irish guy, blond and stocky and I learned that his girlfriend and young child were over in Ireland visiting family. During the meal I noticed Tom look up when my cousin made some reference to me being gay. After that, I saw Tom looking at me a few times and I couldn't help wondering if he had some sort of problem with me being gay. After the meal other people started arriving for the evening party and it turned into a really good evening. I had seen Tom looking at me a few more times and I when I saw him going outside for a cigarette, I decided to take it up with him. He was standing in a shaded area, smoking a cigarette as I went up to him and told him I had seen him looking at me and asked him right out if he had a problem with me being gay. I think I was a bit too direct, because he looked really shocked and I could see I had really embarrassed him. "I'm sorry," he muttered, "I shouldn't have been looking at you." I wasn't sure what to say as Tom added "And it's not that, it's not that I have a problem with you." He took a draw on his cigarette and added "The thing is, I've done it with a few blokes myself." I looked at him. "I like it," he said "I like doing it with blokes". I certainly had not expected this - and a few minutes later we had moved to a wooded area behind the bar and Tom's pants and trousers were down and his cock was in my mouth. I sucked him for a while and then he went down on me. He sucked me really well and then, to my surprise, he turned me round and pulled my cheeks apart and I felt his tongue pushing up my arse. He licked me for a while and then stood up. "Do you fuck?" he said "Yes" I said He grinned and then looked serious "I have no condom," he said. He produced a small pack of lube "I have this," he said "But I have no condom." "Oh," I said "Is that a problem for you?" said Tom. I had recently started fucking without condoms and really enjoyed it. Although I had told myself I would not fuck without condoms again, I was really tempted to let Tom do me and cum in my arse. I pretended to think about it for a moment and then I shook my head. "It's not a problem." I said Tom grinned at me and opened the pack of lube. I assumed he was going to hand it to me and was genuinely surprised when he bent forward and started rubbing the lube into his own arsehole. I realised he was expecting me to fuck him and, sure enough, he leaned forward against a tree and pushed his arse out. I didn't hesitate - I moved up behind him, pulled his cheeks apart, positioned my cock against his hole and pushed. He grunted as I slid up him and then I began to fuck. His hole was tight, but not as tight as I thought it might be and I began to fuck him harder. He was really into being fucked and I didn't hold back. I fucked him as hard as I could and shot my load right up him. When I decided to challenge Tom, I had never thought for a minute that I would end up fucking him, pants down against a tree, with no condom! When I had finished cumming in him, he pulled off my cock and took hold of his own, which was rock hard. He began to wank and after just a few strokes, he shot his load out against the tree. We were both out of breath now and Tom grinned at me. "Thanks," he said "I really needed that." A few minutes later, we went back into the party, with no one any the wiser. I met Darren in the mid 2000s, not long after I had split from my partner. He messaged me on Saturday around lunchtime and said he was working in the area and would be finishing shortly and was horny to be sucked off. He had no pictures on his profile and didn't have many details either - just that he was in his early thirties and liked to be sucked off. I was feeling horny and messaged him back saying I would be happy to suck him off. He asked if he could cum in my mouth and I messaged back saying certainly he could. He sent me a smiley face and said he would be with me in about half an hour. A few minutes later he sent me a picture of his cock, which looked to be quite long and thick. I showered and, as I waited for him to arrive, I wondered what he would look like. I preferred a picture on a profile for obvious reasons, but I had already learned that some guys did not have face pics on their profiles because of their jobs, or because they just wanted to be discreet and didn't want their friends to see their profiles. I also knew, however, that quite often it was because they had a boyfriend or partner at home. Darren arrived as short time later and turned out to be a really good-looking young guy, stocky with dark blond shaggy hair, blue eyes and an arse that really filled out his trousers. He was wearing a dark polo shirt and work trousers and I could see that his cock was already hard. He grinned at me and asked me if I was still up for sucking his cock. I pulled him towards me and we kissed. My hand went down to his cock and he groaned and kissed me harder as I began to wank hi through his trousers. I pulled away and he unbuttoned his trousers, pulling them down to his knees along with his pants. His cock was long and thick and sticking straight up and I took it in my mouth and began to suck him off. He groaned loudly and his cock seemed to grow even harder in my mouth. I sucked him for a while and then I could tell he was getting close. I didn't want him to cum just yet so I stopped sucking him and began to lick his big, hairy balls. He groaned again as I licked him and then I took his cock back in my mouth. I sucked him for a bit longer and then motioned to him to turn round. He shook his head and I told him I just wanted to lick his arse. He shook his head again and said "I can't......I've.......you know, been at work all day." I told him that didn't matter and, after a moment's further hesitation, he slowly turned round and bent over. I pulled his cheeks apart and pushed my tongue right into his hole. "Oh fuck!" he moaned loudly as I began to lick his arse. His hole was quite hairy and a bit funky, but I didn't care about that and I pushed my tongue right up him and licked him hard. I continued to lick him until he warned me he was getting close and then he turned round and pushed his cock back into my mouth. I sucked him for a couple more minutes and then I felt the head of his cock grow in my mouth and a few seconds later I was rewarded with a big mouthful of cum. He kept shooting more and more cum into my mouth and I swallowed the lot and then licked his cock clean. He pulled up his pants and grinned at me again. He told me he worked for a firm of landscape gardeners and tree surgeons who carried out work in the ara every few weeks and asked if I would be up for meeting with him again. I said I would definitely be up for that and he said he would message me the next time he was in the area. I wasn't sure if I would hear from him again, but one Saturday morning a few weeks later he messaged me and asked if I would be up for meeting him again. He arrived a short time later and within seconds his pants were down and his cock was in my mouth. I sucked him for a while and then I motioned to him to turn round. He didn't hesitate this time - he pulled his trousers and pants right down and bent over. I pulled his cheeks apart and pushed my tongue into his fit, hairy arsehole. I rimmed him for a while and then I stood up and began to rub the head of my cock against his wet arsehole. He looked over his shoulder at me. "Do you want to fuck me?" he asked. I said I would love to fuck him and then he asked me if I had a condom. I shook my head and he was silent for a moment. "I don't normally fuck without a condom," he said "We don't have to fuck," I said "It's up to you." He was silent for another moment and then he bent forward and pushed his fit arse out towards me. "Fuck it, Let's do it!" he said I fingered some lube into his hole, moved in behind him and pushed the head of my cock against his hole. He was very tight, but I pushed my cock slowly into his arse and soon I was right up him. I gave him a moment to get used to my cock and then I began to fuck him. He groaned, "Oh fuck, that's good!" he said "That's so fucking good!" I was fucking him harder now and he seemed to be really into it. He was playing with his cock as I fucked him harder and before long I could feel myself getting close. I fucked him for a bit longer and then I shot what felt like a nice big load of cum into his arse. When I pulled out, I went down on his cock and almost immediately he shot his load into my mouth. I met up with Darren quite a few times over the next six months and he never mentioned condoms again. He seemed to be quite happy to take my cock up his arse without a condom and let me cum right up him each time and I enjoyed every minute of barebacking and breeding his tight arse. We met up one Saturday morning and, as usual, I sucked his cock, licked his arse for a while and then fucked him, depositing a nice big load of cum deep inside him. As I pulled out, I noticed that he was wearing a wedding ring. I commented on it and he went brick red. He told me he was actually married with two young children and, though he had fooled around with guys when he was younger, he had only started doing it with guys again recently. He said he normally took his wedding ring off but had forgotten today. He then told me I was only the second guy to fuck him since he'd been married and the first to do it without a condom. I could tell he was really uncomfortable talking about it, so I didn't ask him any more questions and he left shortly afterwards. Darren never contacted me again and I was not surprised. I think he was just really uncomfortable with me knowing he was married. I had enjoyed every minute of fucking his tight, married arse though and was really turned on to learn that I was the first to breed it. I suspected I would not be the last. I had another very horny experience a few years later in Germany when one of my friends asked me if I would mind translating a document from German into English for one of his neighbours. My friend's English was excellent, but he felt a native speaker could do a better job and asked if I would mind. He told me the document was for his neighbour Ali, who had come to Germany from Syria as a refugee. I said I'd be happy to help, and it was arranged that I would meet Ali that afternoon so that he could explain what he needed. He arrived at my hotel around 5pm, accompanied by his wife and two young children. They bought me a drink and we went through the documents. I didn't see any difficulties with translating them and estimated it would take me a couple of hours. Ali needed it the following day, so I said I would do it that evening and we arranged that he would call for it the following morning after breakfast. I had arrived in Hamburg in need of a rest, which I had now had, and I was also feeling extremely horny. I had been busy at work and not had much time for anything else. I had not cum for over a week and was looking forward to taking care of that by going cruising that night after I had finished translating the documents. In the event, I was tired when I finished the translation, and I decided to stay in that night and save my load for the following day. I met with Ali in the hotel bar the following day around lunchtime. He was on his own this time and, as well as bringing me a present, insisted on buying me a drink in the bar. He was a good-looking guy - dark haired and dark eyed and looked to be in his early 30s. He was keen to practice his English and we talked for a while and then had another drink. He told me how much he liked my friend and how helpful he and his partner had been. He then said he thought it was great that men could live together openly in Germany, and this led on to him asking about me. I wasn't sure quite where the conversation was heading, but I was beginning to get the feeling that Ali was coming on to me. After I had told him a bit about myself, he grinned and asked me if I like to have fun and I said I loved it. I didn't realise at first that he was asking me if I would like to have fun with him, but a short time later we were upstairs in my room and Ali was kissing me and feeling my cock through my trousers. He kissed me really well and then he unbuttoned my trousers, pulling them down to my knees along with my pants and then took my cock into his mouth. I had certainly not expected anything like this when I had arranged to meet Ali that day. He sucked me for a while and then we changed places and soon I had his cock in my mouth. He did not object when I turned him round and he bent over the bed as I pulled his cheeks apart and pushed my tongue up his arse. A short time later, Ali pulled his trousers and pants off and soon he was kneeling on the bed in just his polo shirt and socks. I pushed my tongue back up his arse and licked him and after a while he said "You fuck me?" I couldn't wait to fuck his fit arse and I got some lube and rubbed it on his hole and then I positioned myself behind him and pushed my cock against his hole. He pulled away, "No condom?" he said. He looked really shocked and I realised that he was not going to let me fuck him bareback. "No condom?" he said again, and I shrugged my shoulders. He was silent for a moment and then a grin spread over his face. "No condom!" he said "Sexy! No condom!" I pushed the head of my cock against his hole and this time he didn't resist. My cock slid up him easily and I began to fuck him. He gave a few little moans as I fucked him and I heard him moaning "No condom - sexy!" I continued to fuck him and then he moaned and saidd "Hard......hard!" At first I thought he was saying I was fucking him too hard, then I realised he was telling me he wanted it harder, and I took hold of his hips and began to really fuck him. I fucked Ali really hard and a short time later I was ready to cum. I kept fucking him and soon I was shooting what felt like a massive load of cum right up his unprotected arse. When I had finished cumming, I pulled out and Ali got off the bed, grinning. He pulled me towards him and kissed me as he wanked himself and a few minutes later he shot his load. I met up with Ali again early the following morning when he was on his way to work. He didn't have much time - he just pulled his pants and trousers down to his knees and bent forward, pulling his cheeks apart as I pushed up him. I fucked him and shot my load in him and then he pulled up his pants and went off work quite happily. The last thing he said to me was "No condom! Sexy!" Part 10 to follow

Okay so as an update to this thread, the challenge that I was set was to go a week caged, and it was a revelation. By day 7 my dick was admittedly very sore from straining in confinement and I was very tired from intermittent sleep (waking up several times a night from being caged). But to celebrate day 7 a friend that had also been caged that week came over and we had a mutual fisting and fucking session where we tried to make each other cum purely through our asses. I even managed to breed him once we'd uncaged despite it being very hard work for me to top. Then after a day or so my ass had recovered and I found myself wanting the comfort of the cage again, so I put it back on and found that it now felt incredibly comfortable and like I could wear it even longer this time. I decided to try and make myself cum anally once more and had a very rough night trashing myself with my huge toys but sadly had to go bed, gaping, but caged and without orgasming.

5'2" tall little slut. Was on Grindr spun out today but no one in buffalo wanted to fuck me.

I just don't see the point of fucking, especially raw, if you're not going to deposit the sperm inside. Outside is a waste.

Pulling out is a denial of basic male breeding instincts. It violates the rutting breeders instinct to deeply possess and inseminate, and the bottoms need to be claimed and filled with their DNA.

ALWAYS deep inside. That's where it belongs That whole pulling out thing is for porn. and its bullshit

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

I really thought I was alone on this one. I too love old nasty men. If two guys come into the video store and one is young and hot but the other is older with a sunk in aids face and nasty looking I will go for the older every time. It’s nice because while all of the old trolls follow the young guys around I get my pick of the older men. An old poz top just seems to know what I need. It’s pure and primal. I feel I am lucky to be at the age I am and able to attract and service these men of a certain type.

My ex and I went bare. After we broke up. I was a condom guy. Then I got involved with a PNP guy. Who told me in was going to bareback me. I said not ca chance. Then partying with him he fucked me raw. Came in me twice. I knew at that moment I would never have a top wear a condom again

Sorry i have been away. Next chapter below. Enjoy! After we finished out breakfast, he asked me if we could stop by his friends place and drop off some groceries as he doesnt get out of the house cause he is sick. I agreed and we went over. When we got there, Ricky had a key to his place and we let ourselves in. We went into the living room and there his friend was lying on the couch. He looked like he had full blown AIDS. "Mike this is my friend Jeff, Jeff this is Mike", Ricky said. I said hello and shook his hand. For someone who looked sick he had a good grip. He was black, in his mid 60's and was about 6ft but he was no more than 110lbs. He was gaunt and has lesions on his chest as he was wearing no shirt and some tight boxers. I glazed over his cock and it was a good size and starting to get hard. "Mike you devil you, Jeff got you all worked up", he asked "Yeah he looks like he has a nice ass. You fuck him", Mike asked "Yes ive bred him several times and his pussy is still tight", Ricky said slapping my ass and telling me to help Mike out. I got on my knees near the couch and pulled off his boxers. While he was gaunt his cock was about 8" and really thick. I sucked on him and swallowed him in one felt swoop. "Ohhhh yeah what a whore you have got here", he moaned pushing my head further on his meat I easily took him into my throat and massaged his cock in my mouth. He was too weak to really fuck me so i pulled out my butt plug and sat on his cock. He grabbed my hips and pushed me up and down on his cock. He felt really good as he was thicker than Ricky but nowhere as long but long enough and he was wrecking my prostate. I was so horny my pussy started to convulse around his meat. "Oh shit this whores pussy is eating up my cock. Work it bitch" he said digging his fingers into my hips. I squeezed really hard and he let out a large moan. I knew he was close. Ricky had pulled out his cock and fed it to me. I sucked him while riding Mike. I was heaven when Mike pulled out of my mouth and whispered into my ear, "I am going to make you feel so good. Inhale", as he put a bottle under my nose. It was poppers and it made my head feel fuzzy and my body relaxed. He went behind me and i felt his cock at my hole. "No Daddy please dont you are both too big", i cried out "Shut up whore take it, you know you want it", Mike yelled "Dont worry baby it will hurt as first but you will enjoy it trust me", Ricky said soothingly He pushed in and it hurt like hell. Mike kept me where i was and started lifting his hips off the couch and fucking me and nailing my prostate...."Ohh God", i moaned "Yeah you whore you luv my cock in you dont you. Its hitting your gspot", Mike tease "Yes it feels so good to have you in me", i moaned "And what else whore", Mike asked "I want your diseased cock and cum in me", i moaned "Yeah i got a high viral load for your now. You are going to have my baby bitch. Ohhh damn your pussy is so good.", he moaned while fucking me Mike pushed more into me and I yelled in pain. He had about 3 inches in and it hurt. Ricky put the bottle back under my nose and i inhaled deep. It made my head spin and i leaned forward more. Mike pulled me down and kissed me. Our tongues danced with each other and i felt a lesion on his tongue. I played with it and sucked on it. "You dirty whore, you like my sick tongue with that lesion", he asked "Yes its so sexy", i moaned back. I was in flux...it was incredible pleasure our kissing, being fucked so good and yet in pain as Ricky shoved his stick in me. I was in heaven kissing Mike, sucking on his lesion, while he was working my cunt. Ricky was slowly sinking into me. It hurt like hell. "Oh bitch your cunt is expanding to take our cocks, and your cunt is pink a little so i know you are going to get pregnant today", he said I just put my head down and focused on taking Rickys cock in me. I felt myself being torn into two but just breathed and enjoyed the moment. I just tried to relax and take both cocks. I was sweating all over and it really did hurt but i wanted to please both of them. I felt his slowly sink in me and finally felt his balls at my hole. "Ohhhh damn, your cunt has both of us in you whore", Ricky laughed "Damn your cunt is tighter than ever and its fucking squeezing me. You are one horny cunt arent you", Mike said It was true i was a horny whore. My cunt on its own started to spasm and massage their cocks. They both moaned and Ricky started to push back and forth slowly letting me get used to having both of them. It was the most intense feeling of my life. My pussy was being stretched beyond belief and they were moving me me touching me in different spots. Ricky was so deep in my pass my 2nd ring and Mike was wrecking my prostate and together they were stretching my hole. My cunt relaxed and intense pain turned into amazing pleasure. My pussy started to spasm and massage their cocks and i couldnt stop moaning. "Ohhh yeah look at this whore. One minute please dont and then next moaning like a slut", Mike said ":Ohhhh yes it feels so good", i moaned "You want us to stop?", MIke asked and he stopped fucking me "No please keep fucking me both of you", i moaned "Yeah he needs it", Ricky said They were right...i needed both of them. I was moaning so loud like a bitch in heat. I was babbling and moaning. It was the most intense fuck of my life. They were both so huge and stretching my cunt more than i thought it could take. Mike pulled me towards him and gave me a deep kiss, our tongues made out and i could feel lesions on his tongue. I sucked on them and wanted more. Me flat on his stomach allowed Ricky to almost sit on my ass and pound the shit out of me. He jackhammered me hard and swift. I let out a moan of pain and pleasure into Mike's mouth. He just took it in and grabbed my nipples and started to play them. I couldn't stop moaning, i was in ecstasy. After another 10 minutes of this pounding, Mike let out a loud moan and yelled, "I am going to poz your cunt with my aids" I yelled back, "Oh yes please make me pregnant with your seed". He froze and grabbed my hips hard and thrust in me. I felt his huge cock expand and shoot a hot charged load in me. Ricky couldn't hold off any longer and i felt his cock burst in me. I was a bitch in heat and kept riding Mike and pushing back on Ricky trying to get as much cock in me and using my cunt muscles to squeeze every drop out of them. "Ohhh yeah bitch you want it all don't you", Ricky said as i kept pushing back and forth onto his huge stick. He was wrecking my prostate and i was on the edge. "Yeah bitch ride cock.....that's all you are good for", he said. After a few more thrusts i couldn't hold back and shot all over Mike's chest. After cumming, Mike pulled me down and gave me a deep sensual kiss. I stayed there calming down from my orgasm with 2 huge cocks and all that poz seed in me while kissing this gorgeous AIDS man.

I've been bareback spitroasted many times with both guys peeing into my holes, and I've been drenched in piss by several guys before. On the whole, I prefer simply drinking guys' pee, or taking it up my asshole to sort of wasting it. It's like sucking cock, I always swallow the guy's sperm rather than waste it. Try drinking some of your own piss first, maybe mix it with your cum for a "cocktail", it's fun, tasty, and a good way to ease into piss drinking.

Part 6 As I continued feeding on Kevin's hole and sucking Ryan's cum out of it and down my throat I heard Ryan say, “I see you're wearing a wedding ring. So you're married, huh?” I mumbled an “uhhuhhh” as Kevin reached back and grabbed his asscheeks spreading them wider. “Does your husband know you're in the park eating cum out of another man's hole Justin?”, he asked seductively. I instinctively pulled my face away from Kevin's ass and turned my head toward Ryan. He was standing there naked, stroking a hard thick cock and looking down at me. “No, not a husband. I have a wife. I'm married to a woman,” I answered him as I stared at the throbbing meat in his fist. “For real?”, Ryan said. “Oh fuck dude that is so damn hot and dirty! How often do you get a chance to play with other guys?” I reached out my left hand and cupped Ryan's hairy balls as I told him this was only the second time ever. I told them my first time had been just a week ago here at the park. Kevin had turned around and his own hard cock was dripping precum onto the ground. “Fuck man that's wild! You must've really liked it. Had to come back here wanting more didn't you buddy?” He stepped closer to me and rubbed his leaking cockhead against my cheek. I moaned and reached out my free hand to wrap around his thick shaft. “I tried to resist it. I told myself I shouldn't but I couldn't forget how good everything felt last week. I...I needed more,” I finished with a low whisper. Ryan stepped closer too and I took his young manhood in the hand that had been fondling his nuts. “And you got more didn't you Justin?,” he asked. “Now you got two hot men to have fun with. We can make it twice as good for you if you want.” In reply I opened my mouth and slid my lips down nearly 4 inches of his cock. “Fucking A!” I heard Kevin say. “Yeah man do it. Suck that stud's hard cock down your cocksucking married throat! You need it don't you?” I Pulled back to catch my breath, spittle running down my chin. “Yes. Oh hell yes I need it. I don't know why but I do!”. And saying that I took nearly half of Kevin's cock into my hungry mouth. “Holy shit!” Kevin cried out. “Damn hot mouth man! Are you sure this is just your second time? You're a fucking natural sucking dick!” I hummed around his pole excited to hear him say how good I was sucking his cock. It made me want to do more to make both of these hot guys feel good. “What all did you do last week Justin?”, Ryan asked as he stood next to Kevin and I began going back and forth on their cocks. Releasing the dick in my mouth I grabbed each in a hand and began jacking them as I looked up into their horny eyes. “Made out, sucked cock, ate the guy's ass, and fucked him. Shot 3 loads in his ass. So much tighter and better than fucking my wife's pussy. And he had some kind of stuff he put in a bowl and when it started smoking we took turns sucking the smoke from the pipe. It made everything so much hotter and better!” I went down on Ryan's cock again as I said this moaning as his precum began sliding down my throat. Suddenly I heard a familiar “click” and looked up to see Kevin holding a flame underneath a pipe like what Drew had last week. He looked at me with dark hunger on his face and smiled a devilish but sexy smile at me. “You mean like this?” he asked as the smoke began filling up the bowl. “Yes! Yeah it was just like that!” I felt a tremble in my body and my head just seeing these men had the smoke I was craving. I felt Ryan pulling me up until I was standing in front of them my eyes locked on the smoke-filled pipe in Kevin's hand. He turned the stem toward me as I heard Ryan say, “Take it dude. Take a big fucking hit and let's have some fun.” I didn't need to be told twice as I parted my lips, felt the stem slip between them and I started inhaling deep and eagerly. “Keep sucking, daddy”, Ryan said in a hoarse whisper. “Suck in that fuck smoke just like you were sucking our cocks a minute ago. Give into it dude.” I sucked harder and longer than I had last week and within seconds I could feel the urge and need taking over my mind like it had with Drew. I took 2 more god-sized hits before Kevin pulled the pipe from my mouth and immediately Ryan pressed his lips to mine and I shotgunned the smoke to him. It was a huge cloud and we traded it back and forth 3 or 4 times before the clouds were gone. But our lips stayed connected as we started making out passionately and I was aware of Kevin working to remove my clothes. Soon we were all 3 naked on this path out in the open and Ryan and I continued making out running our hands all over each other's body. Without warning I felt my ass being spread then a hot wetness lapping at my musky hole. I pulled back from Ryan's mouth and moaned loudly. Looking down I saw Kevin on his knees behind me and his tongue was working it's way around and into my sweat soaked hole. “Oh gawwdddd yessss! Eat my hole stud! Fuck yeah it feels so good!! Eat my hole please!!” Saying this I felt Ryan pulling on my shoulders causing me to bend at the waist allowing Kevin's tongue to enter me even deeper. I opened my eyes as the sensations washed over me and found Ryan's hard dripping cock in front of me. I grabbed his hips and pulled his cock into my mouth greedily. He grabbed the back of my head and began pumping his meat in and out of my mouth. I heard him say, “We are gonna have some dirty fun today aren't we daddy? The 3 of us together!” I moaned deep in my throat giving myself up to having my mouth filled with cock and having my ass rimmed deep! (to be continued)

Don't make us wait years again! I can't hide it: I wish to see these two guys be reunited together, bonded by the gift and no one will create obstacles between them any longer

It's gotta be Deep Inside. I've never understood why porn videos almost always show the Top shooting his load ON the bottom's hole, then using his cock to shove it inside where it should have gone in the first place. I fucking love that moment when his ejaculation is building and building, and he's just about to cum, and he's moaning, and his whole body starts jerking, and I know I'm going to get the prize: his load. It would be extremely disappointing to deprive me of the big finish, where he's fucking me balls deep, harder, then slower, then, WHAM ! he's blasting his load Deep Inside my ass. Keep that throbbing cock in me and keep on fucking me until you collapse on top of me, your spent cock still buried in my ass. Then, I flex my hole to make your cock jerk one more time, giving me one last drop of cum, Deep Inside my ass.

I love glory hole action and always played safe but wasn’t getting much action since most tops had fuckhole taking it raw to dump in. It wasn’t until I started getting off watching Treasure Island Video “What I can’t See #2” The scene where the cumdump randomly takes 7 loads. I started jacking off on being fuck raw bb there. I was living in SF at the time and I knew that very GH. I went on Prep as soon as I could. On my first day after 2 weeks, I couldn’t wait. I hosted on GL A4a snd bbrt, “fresh ass to dump in, never bb before, cum break this cunt in.” I got 9 loads in my ass. One after another fucked me raw, dump their anon cum in me snd left. After that there was no turning back and Ive been on prep for 9 years and been a cumdump since.

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Can't wait for more! As always, the casual part is the hottest part!

I can’t remember when I started reading bbxchange.net, but I got hooked on it. Nor can I remember where I found the link for the site. But whenever I did start here, it turned me on big time. As I started reading the stories, I would jack off pretending that I was the bottom getting converted, especially if it were a gang bang or bath house. At first I didn’t see myself getting the gift. As a few have asked on the site “why would you want to get AIDS.” I wondered that myself. But I still kept reading and jacking off to the stories. Then as I was hooking up with guys, I realized that I wasn’t asking for condoms any more. I realized that maybe I was chasing the gift. But, I live in North Dakota, how many POZ guys are there up here anyway. Well, anyway about a year ago, I got the flu. Tired, fever, you know the drill. Figured it was just an early case of the flu. Well then it didn’t go away. Went to the doc a couple of times. They couldn’t find anything. Then some intern who I could barely understand asks me "have you had any homosexual contact?" "Umm…Yes." "Unprotected?" "Umm…Yes." So she runs the HIV test. I had a follow up visit the next Monday. That was the longest week of my life. Couldn’t sleep. Couldn’t think straight. Did I actually get pozzed? What will I do now with my life. So the next Monday, I go back into the doc. The intern and the real doc both show up. I knew right away, what they were going to say. ‘I’m sorry, but you are HIV positive’. They talked a whole bunch more. But I have no clue what they said. My world was turned upside down. They ordered more tests. Referred me to a specialist. But I still went back to work and finished out the day. Those first couple of weeks were rough. I was getting depressed. Wondering if I should just quit work and let HIV win. Wondering if I would die by 50. So much to think about. Though I finally just accepted the fact that I was POZ and that there was jack shit to do about it. So I quit playing with others. I didn’t want to spread this. I mean, HIV is a bad thing, right? But yet I still kept reading bbxchange. But now from a different view. Now from a gifter, rather than a chaser. I realized that my life had changed. So I went back out and found a guy. He asked if I would top him and if I bb’ed. I said sure. He didn’t ask me my status, so I figured if Clinton can use “don’t ask, don’t tell”, then I could as well. So I fucked him. And damn, dropping that load of charged cum up his ass was so fucking hot. I’d been turned into a gifter. There was no doubt about that. I fucked him a couple more times. Usually once I shoot my load I come down really fast. But one time, I was so horny I shot in his ass after 5 minutes, but kept fucking for another five. As I looked down at my cock, I noticed that the cum and spit being used as lube had turned pink. Guess I bloodied his ass. I still fuck him now. Don’t know his status. He doesn’t know mine. And I know he gets other cock as well. So I found another guy as well who asked me to top him and fuck him. Sure. Said I only bb’ed. He said HOT. So I fucked him. Great ass. Have no clue if he is poz now or not. He still hasn’t asked my status. I won’t tell him anyway. So I have gone after a couple other guys. But the two above are the only two regulars. Or at least they were. Remember I’m in ND. Where until last year it was illegal for a man and women to live together if they were not married. Well, there has been this guy who’s profile I’ve seen on many sites. Really hot looking. Into some kinky stuff. But I had always been afraid of him. He was POZ and only fucked bare. There is no way I wanted to take that risk. Well, life has changed. I’m POZ now so why not take a chance. I did. I hooked up with him. And he hasn’t updated his profile. He now has AIDS. Damn, is he great is bed. And what is great, we don’t have to worry about stopping to put on a condom to fuck. If the mood hits you to fuck, you just roll him over and go in. He has done other things to me as well. He has introduced me to meth. Got my first slam last Saturday. He was gentle and gave me a small slam. He didn’t know how it would affect me. About 10 minutes in, I was said…we can do more next time. He just smiled. Tuesday is the one year celebration of me being given the gift. He is stopping over. I’m going to fuck him. And he is going to give me a blood slam. Make damn sure that he is in me forever. So this year has seen a lot of changes. I went from being someone who just jacked off to protect others to a stealther. I’ve been chatting with a lot of neg guys who want the gift. Been working on setting some times up. See if I can for sure pass on the gift. My only regret—I got stealthed. I didn’t know when it happened. I narrowed it to three guys who could have done it. My fantasy was to have a party with poz guys. Last time the new guy was over, we chatted about that. So he has to go to Chicago in February for grad school interviews. I may tag along. I will probably end up in a room, with the door open, ass up waiting for a guy to fuck me. No questions asked. No cock turned down. To all the guys on the fence, just do it. The freedom is so much better. You don’t have to worry anymore. Take control of your life and make the decision as to when and how you are going to convert. We all know that bareback sex is the best, so at some point you know you are going to get it. So plan your conversion party now and have fun. I know that I have changed my outlook on life during my first year.