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If a bottom asks me for a condom, I'll always say yes. What they don't know is that I buy my condoms in bulk at Costco at the start of every winter. I keep them inside my BBQ grill in the backyard all winter so they sit in sub-zero weather for months, then move them to my car trunk at the start of every summer so they get roasted in heat for a few more months. And now they're ready, because it's now back-to-school season. Same routine every year. Did I bring any lube? Of course I did. They don't know it's Vaseline though. This little 19-year-old invited me over to his one-bedroom apartment, starting his sophomore year of college, recently heartbroken by his college fling of a boyfriend and now looking to explore with a daddy type since he's so over "boys his age." He had a typical twink frame at 5'7" being toned but not muscular, hairless except for his shaggy dirty blonde hair on top of his pretty face with green eyes, and introverted body language as if he needed to be fostered like a lost puppy. This fag was bound to get into trouble eventually in the wrong hands, it just so happens to be mine. I'm going to throw this bitch around with my 6'1" ex-football player dad bod, but only after I've gained his trust. It's so much more satisfying that way, plus this one seems dumb as shit, best to get into his head now so he knows what he's made for. As I lay in his double bed beside him, spooning his body with mine, I can tell he's melting in front of me. His eyes linger on mine, hungering for affection, and I indulge every little bit of his desires. His moans and purring confirms what I know, he's in heat. I smell his neck gently and slowly before licking it, gliding my tongue towards his earlobes as I take a nibble, simultaneously pinching his pink nipples. I feel his tender body jolt every few moments against my hairy chest, his smooth little butt bucking against my dripping uncut 8" member. His little cock was dripping precum, a short little 4 incher sticking straight out spraying pre every time he spasmed from pleasure, the pre what would become my lube for his pussy. My lips found his and I invaded his sweet teenage mouth, ravishing his untainted taste, getting riled up at the thought of injecting him with my poison. And it will be all his fault when he finds out, because he should've been asking me the right questions, it was just too easy to fool this fag. "Hey baby boy, do you have a condom? I want to make sure we're playing safe..." I whispered gently into his ear. "Sorry daddy, me and my ex always fucked bare because we were monogamous..." the twink asked. Most tops would say no and pressure their fag to take it anyway, not that this one needed any convincing. But the process usually starts with just gently teasing the hole, circular motions, always with just the tip, and then they get so hungry after the head slips in "by accident" that they inevitably just succumb to their needs and takes a raw dicks. Fags are simple minded creatures. But my style is covert, as if I'm an agent on a mission. I want zero perceived culpability. I'm the good daddy that could never hurt you on the outside. On the inside I'm thinking you fucking dumb little shits, a horny bottom's stupidity turns me on so fucking much and they deserve to get knocked up. That's the only real way to learn about sexual education, not that garbage they teach you in high school. "Aww baby, I'm a little nervous now..." I pretended to say. The little twink got worried about being rejected immediately and turned his angelic little face towards mine with worried eyes. "B-but, what's wrong? Did I do something wrong?" he asked in trembles. "I don't usually do this hookup app thing that often, I know it's more for boys your age like you who wants to play around all the time, I get it you're young and horny nonstop, I just, we have to be cautious especially with people on the internet," I explained. And before he could utter a single retort, I hurriedly asked my next question which I knew would seal the deal. "You promise me you're clean, right?" I asked along with convincingly fearful anticipation. I had to be the level-headed top, the safe one. "Oh my God yes, daddy I promise, I promise I'm clean, I'm a good boy, I've only ever been fucked by my ex, nobody else, I swear on my life I'm clean" he pleaded. "I mean, I guess I can trust you baby, but I mean, I've only known you since tonight... We have to use a condom okay? Thankfully I brought some just in case, call me old-fashioned, but you have to be prepared. Here, I'll even leave an extra one for you, a cute boy like you I'm sure gets a lot of action," I said, with the not-so-subtle subtext that basically reads him like a slut. "No, no, daddy, I won't need it, I mean, unless I'm with you again?" he asked. Desperate little cunt, he is. He's so hungry for my approval he hasn't even asked me my status. "Let's start slow, okay baby? Here, let's just feel close to each other while you wrap my cock up for me, can you do that baby?" I requested as I pecked him with a bunch of mini-kisses to show affection. Without a word the twink grabs the condom wrapper, rips it open and reaches between his legs, past his little cock and starts to unroll the latex on my thick erect pole poking out between his legs. He needs to wrap it so he knows it's there, he feels ownership over his own safety. It'll be his fault if it breaks, because he put it on wrong. With my cock sheathed and prepared, I pinch his little dick with my left hand to grab his pre, he squeals with delight as I rub his tender little boy head, and I proceed to grease my dong with his copious precum. Before I attempt to put pressure on his pussy, he suddenly reaches out to his bedside table and grabs a bottle of poppers. Oh, this is gonna be good. He returns back into position being my little spoon as he starts to huff. I circle my cock head on his sphincter as he huffs, and as soon as the poppers get recapped with the top, I start to sink my cock inside this teen hole. Slowly, firmly, deeply. "Ooohhhhh, m-m-my, GOD!!!!!! Dah-deeeee!" he screams as his pretty eyes bulge out of his eyes, digging his fingers into my thighs as I press against him, bending him slowly forward while nestled in the big spoon of my body. "Shhhh, shhh, it's okay baby boy, it's okay, just let me in, okay? Your hole has a visitor who needs to be let in, and you want to invite him in don't you?" I cooed into his ear. He began thrashing from pain and pleasure but started to steady his breathing before replying. "Y-y-yes, daddy, I'm just, I'm just so FULL, my dick feels like it's going to explode, I've never felt like this before..." he explained in a euphoric state. I knew his prostate was firing off pleasure signals all over his teenage body. He's beginning to feel what he's meant to feel like, finally. He's also squeezing my throbbing cock with his pretty pussy involuntarily as he struggles, and with only my spit as lube that rubber's bound to break any second. Before it does I make my next move. "Maybe some lube will make it fit easier baby, do you have any lube?" "N-n-no daddy, sorry, I've never needed it because my ex's cock was never as huge as yours!" "Damn, alright, no condoms OR lube?" I asked, passively and aggressively suggesting that he's a slut. "Uh-uh I mean, I" he stammered. "Oh wait, I remember, I have some Vaseline that I use for my lips when it gets dry out, that should do the trick, hold on a second," I replied as I withdrew my wrapped cock from his hungry hole. He groaned from feeling empty as I pulled out and got on all fours on the bed as I grabbed my little pot of Vaseline from the pocket in my jacket on the ground beside the bed. I got behind this teenage ass and slapped my sheathed dick on his hole a few times as he enjoyed another hit of his poppers. I passed him the Vaseline pot after taking the lid off. "Wanna lube up daddy's cock for me, baby boy?" "Yes daddy!" And with that he proceeded to stick two fingers into the little pot and smeared the Vaseline all over my cock very excitedly. Since it was only his hands this whole time wrapping me up and lubing me up, he can't blame me if the condom breaks. Which it will once he starts squeezing my cock again with his pussy while the Vaseline breaks down the latex. Fucking dumb neg twink. He positions the head of my wrapped cock to his hole and starts pulling me in. I slowly enter him until his hand leaves my cock, at which point I drive balls deep in one motion. "Ohhhhh-my-GAWD daddy! You're hitting all my spots!" the little bitch said. He took yet another hit of his poppers and started to buck like a bronco against my cock. "Damn boy, you need to slow down or you're going to make me cum!" "FUCK yes daddy, I want to make you feel good! Does my pussy feel good to you, daddy? Do you like that? Am I being a good boy for you?" "Oh fuck yes baby boy, but I want to enjoy this for longer, your pussy is really working my cock, damn!" I slap his right ass cheek, and with that, I knew the rubber was a goner. I'm now rawdogging this slut and I know he's already getting some pre in his guts because I leak like a faucet. I didn't need the Vaseline, it's just assurance for the illusion. But now it's gametime. "Mmmmm, I feel soooo good hearing you say that, daddy, I'm so proud that I can make you feel good!" This teen sub faggot just kept going and didn't let up. This is perfect, I needed him in heat, for his horniness to take over to make him feel all the guilt for what's about to happen. "B-baby, you, you gotta take it easy, daddy's feeling too good! Fuck baby! I love your pussy!" "Mmmmm good because I'm feeling sooooo good right now daddy, I've never felt more full! I just need it more and more!" He was in an absolute frenzy, piledriving his ass onto my rod, he's so bottomed out and gooned out on his prostate pleasure that he's not even listening to me anymore. "Baby I should pull out just to check-" "NO, daddy! Stay inside!" "But I just want to check-" "No daddy your cock is perfect inside me, you can't pull out now this feels SO AMAZING! Don't leave my ass, PLEASE!" He was squeezing my ass extra hard now, but with all the Vaseline and my poison precum sloshed inside his teenage guts the feeling was starting to make me tremble, my poz load boiling inside my balls, imminently boiling over to flood his young guts. "B-baby, if you keep doing that with your ass daddy's gonna... daddy's gonna..." "FUCK ME DADDY! FUCKING BREED ME!" "OH FUCK I'M CUMMINGGGG!!!!!" I slammed into his pretty pussy one last time and I throbbed, hard, for at least 1 full minute. My cock just kept throwing up semen over and over again, I could feel the pulses of my cock reverberate deep inside his ass as he squeezed my cock back in-kind with every volley of cum leaving my body. It wasn't until I finally finished and started to come down from my euphoria that I realized the boy came hands free beneath me. And damn, did that boy shoot lots, and far. It was like a Pollock painting on the bed sheets. We were both raggedly breathing, slowing down as I slumped over his smooth and beautiful twink body. I kissed his neck and nibbled his ear lobes. "Thank you, wow, you are incredible." The twink turned his head backwards with what looked like tears in his eyes. He had a mixture of sadness, relief, but most of all, satiated lust in his eyes. I knew he was thinking about his boyfriend right now, but also of what a good fuck we just gave each other. He began to kiss me, and I returned his kiss with the same tenderness. He breaks for a second to look into my eyes. "That was, the best sex I've ever had in my life. Wow, my ex never fucked me like that. I've only ever cum handsfree from playing with dildos, but never while actually getting fucked. You were my first!" He began kissing me with more tongue and passion this time. This boy is bonding to me. I couldn't have asked for a better way for this to turn out, because it sets up my next maneuver. "Let me just pull out, baby, I'm still inside you," I said with a wink. I stood myself back up on my knees by steading my arms and hands on his ass cheeks. I ever so slowly began to pull out my cock from his hole that seemed to still suck me back in if it could. And this is where I should be nominated for an Oscar. "Oh fuck, oh fuck!" I screamed. "What's wrong?! What happened?!" the twink squealed as he quickly turned himself to me also on his knees on the bed. There he stared down at my cock with the condom shredded, hanging by a thread of my still slicked pole with his ass juices and my cum. It honestly made my cock jump again and caused another glob of cum to flick onto the twink's little boner. "The condom, it broke! The fucking condom broke! Oh no, oh no, this is horrible, fuck how could this have happened!" I demanded with such remorse and regret. I was actually incredibly turned on at this moment but channeled my passion into my "anger." The twink had to understand that I was upset and would never want this to happen. "Oh fuck, I don't know, how could th-" "I told you! I wanted to pull out to check to see if the condom was still okay, but you begged me to stay inside and squeezed my cock so hard with your ass, it must've made the rubber break from all that pressure, FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! I should've put the condom on myself to be sure it was on properly, FUCK! I'm so stupid!" I yelled as I put my face into my hands. The boy sounded like he was about to start bawling. Just as I wanted, he has now assumed responsibility blindly for me breeding his neg ass. "I gotta go, I need, I need to go to a clinic or something right now, I'm so freaked out," I suggested to myself. "But you said you were clean, right?" "Of course I'm clean, but I can't be sure that you are! Look, you're real sweet, but I barely know you, I don't know who you've been with or what you do with other guys- "Daddy I promise you're only the second person I've ever been with! I swear I'm clean!" "I know you're saying that, but I'm sorry I don't know you well enough to truly believe that yet. I need to go, I'm so sorry," I explained as I quickly gathered my clothes on. The boy was desperate for words but nothing came out except for some indeterminable noises. He was in crisis mode but his brain couldn't work fast enough to say something to make me calm down or stay. That little innocent idiot. I looked at him one more time once my shoes were on, and gave him a look that must've read that I'm trying to be polite, but most of all worried. I half-smiled at him and bolted for the front door and then the stairs to the ground floor of his apartment. As I started my car on the side of the road just outside his building, I get a notification from the boy. FreshTwinkie13: Daddy, I'm so so sorry, I promise you I'm telling the truth. I'll get tested and show you my results, I swear! I hope this isn't the last time I see you :( I'm not sure whether I'll see this little faggot again. I'll decide later. Whether he tests neg or poz, it doesn't matter really. Either way, it's all his own fault.

Grindr Dan I had a young lad ping me a message, ‘your cunt free’. The horny little chav fukka was a short lad with a 8.5 inch lush dick I wanted to take as soon as I saw it. He told me he wanted to fuck my cunt in a jock on all fours anon. He clearly wanted to play when he asked, ‘ Is daddy Up for taking my boi juices’? I thought I would play along when I replied, ‘yes son’. That’s it, he was up for it! 20 minutes later he arrived in his chav gear to find me hooded and ass up in my jock. A few minutes wanking and his impressive dick was ready. He teased my hole with precum then started on teasing it in. Without even stripping off he was balls deep in my cunt as promised. He had unleashed his tenting cock from his grey trackies and as I looked down, I glimpsed him stood there is his red Nike Air Max trainers and T-shirt. He looked a proper dirty chav as he fucked my hole and could easily have been my son. He kept asking if daddy loved taking his dick, daddy did! He was clearly enjoying for being inside me as he paused to strip his boxers, trackies and top off. Then, still with his sox and trainers on he got back to it. He climbed back inside me and pushed me up the bed. This guy was tiny but he fucked good and hard and clearly knew what he was doing. He dommed my cunt giving it a good pounding. He kicked my legs wide apart and ripped off my hood and I glanced back to see this horny fukka for the first time. He said he was in his twenties but looked about 18. ‘So slutty daddy wants by boi juices then?, he asked as encouragement. ‘Yes son, daddy wants that spunk of yours! He started to work out on my cunt when he started to do push ups on top of me with his dick inside me. He pounded me good until he was ready to empty his teenage load. He made me beg my son for his cum load and the little slut watched my face when he eventually gave in and bred me! When he had finished pumping his hot young boi juice into me he pulled out and started pulling his boxers and grey trackies back up. I dropped to my knees to enjoy his still solid cummy cock. His creamed load tasted great. He grabbed the pen and tagged my ass with his name, DAN and an arrow pointing to the cum dripping cunt he’d just used!

Yeah he did! He’s been back 9 times in total now to dump his load!

Visited Basement sauna in Manchester on Friday night. It was absolutely dead with only a few guys wandering around. It was early doors though so I didn't give up hope. I spotted a guy with a muscular physique much like my own. I'm not usually into muscle but he had a lovely hard, shaved cock with a steel cock ring thatade his cock swollen and the veins pronounced. I love sucking on the blood engorged head and then sinking myself down his shaft. I vaguely remembered him from a previous visit and I think he's bottom...and one that doesn't douche. He was sat back on a bed against the wall so I span round and lowered myself onto his dick. He didn't protest so I rode him for a short while until he bust his load in me and left. I made my way back into the dark room. It seems all the guys in the place were packed into the small room. Soon had my hands on cocks and hands on mine... And my arse. I was sucking a cock and he went to sit on the bench. I bent over to suck him and shortly after felt fingers at my hole, then a tongue and a few moments later a cock head. It was a very all cock and whoever it belonged to had trouble staying inside. I've got a bubble butt from years of squats and you need some length haha. That said I love a small cock early in the night as it leaves the cum load shallow which means the following fucks are sloppy and I love sloppy! He busted inside me and I carried on sucking but unfortunately didn't get the load and he left. I then sucked the cock of a geared guy with a big 8" thick and curved cock with large mushroom head. I badly wanted him to fuck me but he seemed really cagey and just kind of drifted from guy to guy just getting sucked but not fucking. I'd end up sucking him a few more times throughout the night. Back in the darkroom and I started playing with the cocks of two guys stood in the shadows. One was cut and hung so I bent over to suck the other guy hoping he'd fuck me and that exactly what he did. The guy I was sucking sat on the bench so I could rest myself between his legs and the other guy fucked md hard and came loudly a few moments later. I went downstairs to my locker and a hung older daddy with a huge PA started to cruise me. I smiled and made my way back to the cruising area and he followed. I walked straight to the sling..for sone reason I thought he'd be into it and I wasn't wrong! The sling room was in darkness as the lights didn't work and there wasn't any porn on the screen. Another guy slipped inside before he shut the door. We played with each other a bit before I jumped in the sling and he pushed that huge lump of metal into my hole. It hurt as it passed through my sphincter but then felt incredible as he started to fuck his full length into my hole. The other guy stuck his cut cock into my mouth and I lapped at it greedily. Hung daddy pulled out abd encouraged the other guy to slip inside my arse which he readily did, lasting moments before busting his load. He left and daddy shoved that dick in, much easier this time witb the fresh load to lube its way. Then the fire alarm went off! He kept fucking but then we realised it wasn't a drill so I hopped out got dressed and was out into the cold night. I took the opportunity to grab a Jay from my car and powder my nose. Hung daddy assured me we'd be let back in and he wasn't finished with me. He wanted to breed me but after I'd took another 2 loads. We eventually got let back in and we returned to the sling, this time leaving the door open. He shoved poppers under my nose frequently and went to town on my cum hole, pushing me forward on sling so I almost came off his cock but then sinking back down his full length with my full bodyweight behind it as it swung back down. He alternated between fucking my and trying to fist me. We had a lot of watchers and although he encouraged others to fuck we didn't have any taker other than the odd guy wanting me to suck them. The guy with the big cock I'd wanted to fuck all night eventually got coaxed to come in and he lined up to slide in, I was really surprised! He didn't sink his cock all the way in though, then he fucked me really erratically never actually sinking his dick home thrn pulled out after maybe 30 seconds and busted over my hole. Kinda hot but also a big disappointment in terms of the fuck. A piggy guy who'd been watching but had a stub cock dropped to his knees to lick up the load which myself and the hung daddy thought was horny. I told daddy I had to set of home soon and that I wanted his load. He reiterated that he wanted two more loads in there. I didn't think it was going to happen but then two guys walked in both going with side of my whole hung daddy fucked away. He pulled out and one of them quickly replaced him busting a quick load then leaving. The other guy was a young twink with a gorgeous big cock and hanging balls. He nervously swapped places and after a few missed attempts at penetrating my his cock eventually lined up and he sank into the cum filled gooeyness! He fucked me really good and shouted loudly as he filled me up. Pulling out after his cock had softened I felt some cum escape my hole but then saw hung daddy with a focused look in his eye push to get to my hole. He sank his dick inside and I jumped in pain as his piercing passed my now sore opening. He pounded me hard and grunted and growled as he bust inside me. I wanked my cock furiously and blew a big load over my chest to finish the night. Pushed the loads out when I got home and got it on film. I've posted on my twitter. Are we allowed to link twitter here?

[Above: A picture of me in March 2013, immediately after taking a raw load deep in my pozzed-up cumhole.] I wasn't always a cumpig. Throughout my 20s, I was extremely careful to use condoms all the time, even in committed relationships. But when I was about 25, I discovered bareback porn, and it was the hottest thing I'd ever seen: these guys freely gave up their asses to raw tops, BEGGING for loads, celebrating cum instead of fearing it. Bareback porn felt dangerous and intense and exactly right. Soon enough, I was on the local phone chatline, talking to guys who told me all about the world of poz pigs: bugchasers, giftgivers, conversion parties. I began posting profiles on bareback hookup sites, but only as a top -- that was my compromise, my attempt to play with fire from a safe distance. But every time I had my raw dick buried in a jockpig's beautiful wide-open boybutt, I'd see the blissed-out look on his face, his muscular legs spread wide to reveal his hungry faggot cumhole. And after pounding his guts full of my DNA, I'd feel that total sense of connection as I pulled my cum-covered cock from his hole, tiny strings of jizz connecting my raw dick with his pulsing, hungry, dripping cunt. Of course, I wasn't content to live vicariously through those bottom pigs. I wanted to BE them. I finally began living the life of an unapologetic bareback pig in 2007 -- the same weekend I moved to San Francisco. It was mid-July and I was looking for a hookup online. I found a hot couple (one top, one vers); the top wanted to watch his boyfriend take raw dick. I volunteered and headed their way. When I arrived, I was happy to see that they were even hotter than their pictures. Both were in their 30s; the top, Jake, had a square jaw, wolfish eyes, and a tuft of chest hair sticking out from the neck of his T-shirt. His boyfriend, Trey, was a few years younger, clean-shaven and very preppy-looking. It was clear from their tight T-shirts that they had some seriously hot bodies under their clothes. I sat down on their couch, all of us still fully dressed. After a little bit of small talk, there was an awkward pause. Then Jake said to me, "So -- do you party?" I shook my head. "No, I've never done that." He glanced over at Trey, then back at me. "Well -- would you like to try it?" "It's no big deal either way," Trey said to me, doing his best to be as nonchalant as possible. "This stuff just makes you feel a little more horny, that's all." I shrugged. "Sure, I guess," I said. Jake flashed a little half-smile, then grabbed a pipe from a desk drawer. He put the pipe up to my lips, lit it, and told me to wait until his command. Then, when smoke began emerging from the top of the pipe, he told me to begin inhaling slowly. It was a very big hit -- he had me inhaling for a long time, and the cloud that came out of my mouth was thick and solid white -- but he registered disappointment. "That wasn't a very big one," he said. "Let's try one more." Then another. All three hits were administered under the pretense that they were too tiny to be effective. But after that third hit, I sat back, rubbed my crotch, and immediately began squirming on the sofa, feeling a strange, restless need to be naked and feel Jake's muscular, hairy body rubbing up against mine. Jake was watching me closely, nodding while he growled under his breath. "You can take your clothes off, Ben," he said, smiling that half-smile again. "Just get naked. Show off for me. You feeling good?" [Above: A picture of me taken immediately after returning from a hotel party, where I took two loads in my pighole.] I nodded. In fact, I had NEVER felt so good. As I took off my shirt and pants, Jake pulled his dick out of his pants and picked up the pipe again. His 8.5" cock was the perfect instrument for pounding another man into submission -- fat, slightly curved upward, with a mushroom head that was already dripping precum. This amazing tool, hard and glistening, bounced up and down as Jake hit the pipe. He blew the smoke into my mouth, then began running his hands all over my body. "How do your nips feel?" he asked. "They're tingling," I said. He laughed. "Yeah, they sometimes do that when you're fucked up. And how does this feel?" He ran his fingers lightly between my balls and my hole, causing me to gasp. No man's touch had ever felt this amazing. My legs immediately spread to give him easier access to a spot I never knew existed. Jake grinned again. "Nice, Ben. You ever get fucked?" "Sometimes," I said between shivering breaths, his fingers still brushing against my perineum. "Not often." "Well, you certainly look like you're in the mood for some dick," he said. "Do you want my dick inside you?" I answered with a nod. "No," he said, "Nodding isn't good enough. I asked if you wanted my dick inside you. I need to hear what you want." "I want your dick inside me," I said. "Good boy," he replied. Then a pause. "You read our profile, so you must be aware that we only fuck raw," he continued. "Did you know that?" I nodded. "I need to hear it," he said. "I know you only fuck raw." "And once I'm inside this sweet little fuckhole, I will not pull out. Period. Do you understand?" "I understand." Another pause as he continued to brush his fingers around the perimeter of my hole, my legs stretching further and further back as the Tina gave me a hunger for sex like I'd never known. "Now, unless I'm mistaken, I think your profile said that you're negative," he said. "Is that true?" A long pause. I didn't want to answer, because I was afraid that if I told him the truth, he might send me home out of concern for my health. But something about the situation -- his seductive tone, his dripping dick, his half-smile -- told me that I could be honest. "Yes, it's true," I said. "I was tested last week, and I'm still negative." "So you must be aware that the two of us are positive. Right?" "Yeah, I know you're poz." "And you still want me to fuck you?" I couldn't answer at first. All I could feel were those fingers teasing my partied-up fuckhole. "Yes," I finally said. "I still want you to fuck me." "Raw." "Yes, raw." "With our poz cocks, our poz precum, our toxic seed?" "Yes, poz." He grabbed both sides of my head, and drew me close to him so that we were looking directly into each others' eyes. "Tell me what you want, Ben. I know you've been keeping this a secret for a long time, but your secret's safe with me. And you can't get what you want until you tell me exactly what you're craving right now." "Poz seed," I choked out. I couldn't believe I was saying this, and yet I'd never been so turned on in my life. "You want poz seed blasted inside this sweet little neg fuckhole?" "Yes." "Good boy. Repeat after me: 'Please poz me, Jake.'" "Please poz me, Jake." "Louder, boy." "PLEASE POZ ME, JAKE." "Good. I'm so proud of you, Ben." He slapped my ass. "Now I think you need to go jump in the shower. You know what you're about to become? You're about to become a true bottom. Do you know what that means?" "No." "A true bottom," he said, "doesn't let fear get in the way of his top's dick. A true bottom freely surrenders his hungry fuckhole, spreads it wide for the man splitting him in half. Poz or neg, it doesn't matter. The only thing that matters is for the bottom to serve his top man like a good bottom should. It's all about embracing your role as a hot, muscular, hungry jockhole, existing solely to please pig tops. Is that what you want to be -- a true bottom? A bottom pig?" "Yes, please. Please make me a true bottom." At that moment, I saw his fat dick twitch, then ooze a heavy stream of precum onto the floor. Jake's half-smile was now a wide-open, evil grin. "Go shower up, boy," he said. "I can't wait to blast your insides full of my poz seed." MORE SOON...

I just bred at the family bathroom at 3am….now I’m sitting next to my unsuspecting family with a strangers load that just filled my hungry ass. we all just came back from vacation where the sec was absent and no chance of cruising. I gave up the idea that sex would happen altogether. However on a late night flight out of JFK, I went into Grindr….I met a fat cocked black guy who wanted to fuck and I agreed to meet him at the companion restroom. I went in firstly and he soon came in. I got to my knees and he was hard like iron before even getting his dick out. I sucked and made sure to gag as I didn’t have lube. His cock was easily 7.5 and around 7 thick….I used my spit to lube my hole and then tried to slide on…I was so horny, I could feel him ripping into my tight hole. He gave me some lube from his carry on and proceeded to slide in, I noticed a familiar small brown bottle and asked for a couple of hits. he gladly obliged and soon my head was flying high and my tight ass cunt opened up and swallowed his big black cock….he held me close as his cock pulsated into my o-ring. I took a couple of hard hits and began sliding on his fat cock. he was really enjoying this sensation as he was now gripping my hips and feeding me poppers. Soon my hole was open and he was drilling my ass as I held it open for the assault. I bent over and rested my chest on the sink as he fucked me deep, I still held my cheeks open for him so that he could have deep access and he began moaning. He started cumming and was loud about it…groans and moans. It was so hot having a complete stranger breed my hole at an airport. I loved every inch..I then cleaned up and left quickly. I went to the next bathroom and found that my hole was bloody and shitty….my hole still burns but I wish I had more men to fuck me like he did.

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 have no idea why you think you're "doomed" for doing something that every man on this site practices - bareback sex. JFC it's right in the name of the site. As @ErosWired noted, you don't need other people's approval to have bareback sex. What you should do - and unfortunately, this is a step far too many people omit - is to take control of your sexual health. Get on PrEP. Take it consistently (sounds like you have random sex at times, which doesn't lend itself to the "on demand" method). And at the same time, take responsibility for your choices of places to have sex. Sure, it's hot to do it regularly in public locations, but oddly, plenty of people take a dim view of public sex (gay or straight, protected or not), and I suspect you don't want to end up spending time in prison for public lewdness. Your profile doesn't say how old you are, but if you're old enough to have a place of your own to live, that's what it's for. If anyone disapproves, they can go fuck themselves. You certainly don't have to.

Chapter 23: Poz Pepperoni It took about 3 weeks but the pizza boy started showing signs of the fuk flu. For some reason, he never told us. We called for a delivery and asked for him, and they said he was out sick. I immediately sent him a text asking what was going on. He said he was afraid to tell me as he was pretty sure it was someone at the party that converted him, and not me. He then texted a pic of a home HIV test, and sure enough he was pregnant. We told him we would call the doctor and get him an appointment to be 100 percent sure, and he agreed. Luckily the doctor was available that afternoon, and overjoyed at the news. The pizza boy looked like total shit when we picked him up. There was really no need for the doctor to confirm but we knew it was an opportunity to breed him at the doctors office. My partner drove, and I got in the back seat with the boy. He was so weak and tired, he put his head against me. I just stroked his hair and told him it was all good baby boy. I reminded him that he had the desire to convert, and was sure the doctor had well informed him. He smiled at me, and then started to cry, saying he wished it was me that converted him. I reminded him it was still a possibility that it was me. The doctor warmly greeted us and told the boy a test probably wasn't necessary as the flu had hit him pretty hard, but he'd still do a test. He instructed him to strip and get on the exam table. The doctor took a blood sample, and called his new assistant in to take it for testing. His new assistant was the BBC I'd seen at one of the parties. The doctor then asked the boy how he was feeling. Not physically but emotionally. While he was asking him, the doctor started fondling his cock, which slowly started to get hard. The boy said he was happy, but had wished it was me that gifted him. The doctor reminded him it was still a possibility and that in the future he would do a DNA check. The boy smiled and looked at me and said he wanted me to breed him now. Of course I would. I remember going through the flu, and still enjoying getting seeded. The doctor and my partner got naked and my partner bent him over and started breeding him. The assistant came in an said, WTF I wasn't invited to the party? I said I'll prelube the boy for you as he's going to need it to take your cock. The assistant immediately stripped, and watched as I seeded the boy. Once I finished, his cock slipped in the boy. Even with his cum filled ass, it was a challenge for the boy Once we were all finished breeding, the doctor suggested we bring the boy to his place for observation as his was one of the worst cases of the fuck flu he's seen. The boy agreed. Wr got him in the car and took him to the doctors place. Although he was feeling like shit, he suggested we smoke some tina, which we did. Once in the clouds, we hesded to the doctors bed, sandwiching the boy between us. He had Tina dick so couldn't put his cock up me, but my partner was hard enough to penetrate but not breed him.

Thats why i like groups. I love to be fucked when giys are watching. Better when someone has a laptop going and a zoom session with guys watching.

The first time I was in a situation where there was another person in the room was several years back when I was invited by a guy and his roommate to come to their apartment for sex. Both guys were tops and wanted sex but didn't want a threesome, they wanted to fuck me separately. During the evening they took turns fucking me and watching as the other fucked me. I didn't know if they were "straight" and experimenting, or maybe they didn't want to go that extra step and "make it weird" by touching one another, who knows. But I will say that getting fucked with even an audience of just one was a primal slutty experience for me. Being fucked doggy while looking over at the other guy was hot as hell. Recently I met a guy who is a lot more daring than what I have experienced in the past. We've fucked in public areas a number of times (but being mindful of only doing it in places where no innocent eyes could possibly see us). But the risk of being seen is different from intentionally performing for others, and I hope we explore that a lot more. I'd love to eventually have videos to share with people here.

Exhibitionist whore I’ve always been. When I’m at the bathhouse, I throw my door open and my dick gets twice as hard as it usually is, and if I am in the sling room, I love guys seeing me, from behind, fucking. And when I’m in the sling getting fucked, I love seeing guys gathering around watching, Making them jealous that they’re not part of it 😈

Your posts above seem contradictory. On the one hand you seem to say you seek out Tops who genuinely hold you in contempt and treat you as disposable, while on the other hand you believe their motivation is primarily because they’re drunk or horny and regret it afterward. You’re talking about two quite different types of Top. The first type, that genuinely considers you a worthless sexual object undeserving of any consideration, is not likely to consider you a ‘guilty pleasure’ - he is unlikely to feel any sort of guilt or shame at all after using you, and may forget about you completely within minutes of walking out your door. Entertaining a fantasy of such men experiencing remorse afterward is just that - a fantasy in which you imagine you have a power over them that you don’t. They just used you, end of story. There are certainly other men who do fit the description of after-fuck-regretters. I’ve definitely had such - I’ve even had them express it before they leave the room. 🤷🏼‍♂️ But I’m absolutely confident that some of the men who have fucked me have enjoyed the wet warmth of my body and filled me with their spunk because they considered me nothing but a raw hole, and never thought of me again a moment after the door closed behind them. Why would they?

Correction I use you if you my tranny is busy and I don't want to look for anyone else. Also I'd never kiss trash that gets fucked in a public park in the mud, nor will I fuck you if I'm sober. I actually would never waste my reputation on you. You're not trash you're the city's cum garbage disposal that's all you will ever be.

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

Of course !! I believe that when we Breed in backrooms, fuckjoints where other men can watch, appreciate our Lusts, and join in, we're reinforcing the sense of "community" - the wholeness of our sexual identity. We're with others just like ourselves, acting on our innate needs together with many other men of the same sexual requirements. It's an emotionally healthy celebration of who and what we are sexually. I remember years ago when I lived in Chicago, and the Eagle was finally closing. The barbacks would have to come into the fuckroom and clear everyone out, and as we left the bar headed for the parking lots, guys with heavily cum-crusted knees on their jeans - from sucking off Cocks all night - would come stumbling out, huge, shit-eating grins on their faces, other guys with their rumpled jeans hastily pulled up, everyone almost laughing with utter delight at our shared night of sexual abandon. It's a celebration of our Lusts - it's exhilarating to share sex with our brothers-in-the-Life.

Monday. He was a bi top in his 20s whose profile said he was into rimming and jerking off. I got him to admin he was into a whole lot more, so I invited him over. When he got to my apartment, the door was unlocked and I was on my knees as he requested, and in a chastity cage and jockstrap. He fucked my mouth, then had me rim him. He had me suck a bit more, and then pulled out and fucked me with only my spit as lube until he came. After he pulled out he was about to put his pants back on when I slid his dick back into my mouth and cleaned it so that he would have a dry dick back in his pants. He didn't get as rough as I had hoped or expected from a bi total top who doesn't offer reciprocation,, but it was fun. I hadn't been bred in quite some time.

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.

Good faggot. The best thing a cumdump like you can do is accept what you are, what your purpose is and just own it. Some people are born to be submissive whores that get used sexually by men. Some are born to be used and degraded, and just trashed by the man men out there who love fucking trash. You were born to suck cocks, get fucked, and take loads, from ANY male that wants to mount you and breed you, anytime, anywhere, any number of men, no questions asked, no strings attached. Doesn’t matter what they look like, or their ages, or looks, or if he tells you that you are a trashy whore or even if a man hates you. lf a man tells you to get down on your knees and suck his cock, then spits in your face, you’re the faggot who will drop to its knees and start sucking, even if you’re on a street corner, or on your parents porch. You’re the kinda faggot that lets men you have never seen or spoked to fuck you up the ass bareback and cum inside you with other strangers watching, cause you have no standards, no pride, no shame and no self respect. For faggots like you, none of those thing is more important than being a cumhole. Never forget what you are faggot.

Chapter one Don’t cum inside me without a condom! The Stud Starting at the beginning when I first discovered dominating, barebacking, and breeding. For several years I had bad luck with sex, I knew I wasn’t a bttm early but no one could take my large dick. It turns out the size is less of an issue when you remove the rubber. So one night after the bar I was crashing on a friend's couch, a mutual friend crashed on the floor. Part way through the night I was cold so I picked him up and put him on the couch with me to cuddle. I’m pretty sure I didn't even wake him while doing so. I snuggled back and a while later I felt him rub his ass against me. I took it a step further and pulled his underwear down. I didn’t have condoms but I was so fucking horny I decided to tease his ass with my cock. I was surprised when my dick went in with a small shove, it had never been this easy to enter a guy with a condom on. He noticed though. It definitely woke him up. I pumped a few times in and out and he moaned with pleasure. —Side note I’m lucky he’s bi, I had no idea what his orientation was at the time.— This is the first time I was ever able to put my whole cock inside a man and feel his ass stroke me with every thrust. I knew right away condoms were my enemy. I was still fucking him slow, savouring the new feeling and assuming that this was temporary that it could all stop if I wasn’t careful. Then he gave me an idea that hadn’t even crossed my mind. The first and only thing he said to me was a meek whisper “please don’t cum inside me without a condom on”. A switch went off an I went from being afraid he would stop me to being determined to take him. I told him “yes baby” and started pounding him deep and fast and in less than a minute I was shooting a huge load right up his ass and watched his face shoved into the pillow contort with pleasure, fear and confusion. He asked why I came inside him when he told him not to and I pretended that I misheard him, but I didn’t apologise. He said he’s okay with what I did, but not to do it again. Hahaha, I've bred this guy so many times since then, more than he realizes. This night transformed me into a load giver. When I pick a guy to load he gets it deep every time, and I prefer a challenge. The Prey Saturday night and the weather's warming up. I needed to go out and drink. Some guys from my dorm are going out to the gay bar and I figured I’d join them. I’m bi but I haven’t done much with guys yet, it’s too risky. We had a fun night dancing and I had way too much to drink. I didn’t realize that at the time and so agreed to go to an afterparty in a house nearby. The after party turned out to be just a few people chilling out playing video games. Somehow I fell asleep on the floor by the couch and only noticed when someone picked me up and put me on the couch. It felt really nice to be handled this way, and I was pleased to realize he was joining me on the small couch. I felt him press up against my back with his hard cock my ass. --Wait! Why can I feel his skin? Where are my pants?!-- I guess he could tell I liked it anyway. I felt him adjust so his head was at my hole. This is now the farthest I’ve ever gone with a guy. I’ve played with my own ass, but never had anyone this close. I wanted him to fuck me, but I didn’t have a condom so of course we can’t… Suddenly he pushed all the way in. I was shocked, it did hurt but I was still drunk enough to ignore the pain. He doesn’t have a condom on! He starts pumping his cock in and out in long strokes, every time he pulls back i panic about fucking bare, but as soon as he pumps in my brain goes blank with pleasure. I’ve never felt my prostate this much, his cock is warm and so incredibly deep. His thrusts are getting faster and his breathing is getting shorter. I know what this means and I really start to panic and tense up. I had enough wits about me to demand. “Please don’t cum inside without a condom on!” He gripped my torso hard and hissed “yes baby”. --good he heard me.-- Then he sped up more and pounded so hard it really started to hurt. I was about to tell him to stop, I’m not sure that he would have thought, when he thrust deep into me and his cock pulsed. I turned my head around to tell him to pull out! But he just covered my face with his hand and shoved me into the pillow. I couldn’t say anything, I tried to squirm free but I think that just milked his cock more. Finally after what felt like forever the pulsing stopped, he sighed and let me go. Immediately I demanded “Why did you cum in me when I told you not to!”. He smiled, winked and told me he thought I told him to cum inside. I guess that’s possible. I didn’t want to make a scene so I just said “whatever, now you know, don’t do it again.” He just replied with “yes baby”, pulled his shorts on and left. I passed out exhausted, still drunk, and apparently full of cum. Now it’s noon I’m hungover, walking back to my dorm wondering how I let last night happen and his huge load escapes with what I thought was going to be a small fart. People can see it, there’s no way they can’t. This is why they call it the walk of shame.

PART 2 [Above: My ass in December 2012, waiting for anonymous dick to deposit a fresh strain of POZ cum.] After showering, I returned to Jake and Trey's living room. They already had a third guy there -- a very handsome dude, a little younger than me, smoking the pipe while Trey sucked his fat dick. "Hey, boy," said Jake. "Meet Beau. I told him that we had a neg hole all hopped up on Tina, and he came right over. Let's just say that he's gonna play a very important role in your pozzing tonight. You wanna tell him why, Beau?" "Sure," said Beau, right after blowing out a giant cloud of white smoke. "Around this time last year, Jake and Trey pumped me full of their sweet poz strain, and I got knocked up with the bug I'd been craving. Since then, I haven't gone on any meds, and my viral load is pretty fuckin' high. I love sharing my virus with boys like you, and especially with boys not like you -- boys who think I'm a neg total top, and trust me to destroy their perfect neg fuckholes with my poison shaft." "Trey and I are on meds," Jake explained. "So we're practically shooting blanks. But Beau here, he can do some serious damage to your immune system. Tell me, then: do you want this stud to fuck you after Trey and I have wrecked your neg hole?" "Yes. I want his unmedicated poz load," I said. Beau smiled. "I think we've got a good boy on our hands." "We definitely have a good boy on our hands," Jake replied. Then he motioned me over to the couch. "Sit down here, boy. Spread your legs. We're going to do a few things to help your cunt get even hungrier." I eagerly walked over to the couch, the Tina still making my head buzz after those first few hits almost an hour before. Jake lit up the pipe, took a giant hit, and blew it in my mouth. Then he handed the pipe and the lighter to me. "Here boy -- I'll teach you. Hold the flame right under the T," he said to me. "See that smoke coming out the top? That's when you start your slow inhale. Slow. Keep it slow. No, keep inhaling. Don't stop. Good boy." They watched me take four giant hits. Then I handed the pipe to Trey and lay back on the couch, lifting my legs to expose my hungry jockhole. "Oh, that's pretty," Beau said, smiling. "I can't wait to destroy that thing." Meanwhile, Jake was dipping his finger into a small plastic bag. He applied a little lube to my hole -- again, those fingers brushing against my cunt drove me wild -- and then he shoved into me with the finger that had been in the bag. There was a sharp pain, followed by a sudden warmth as he roughly rubbed the inside of my hole. Then my cunt relaxed, opened up, and began eagerly swallowing up that finger, then two, then three, with no pain -- just total eagerness for this man to use my butt however he wanted. Jake laughed. "Thatta boy," he said. "Jesus. I can feel this pussy getting hungrier by the second." Then he stood up, his dick looking even bigger, its curve pointing to his steady stream of precum. "You want this poz dick, boy? It's so ready to invade your neg cunt." "Fuck yes," I replied. "Please. Please give me your poz cock. I want to be just like you. I want you to mark me. Infect me. Please, please, please poz me." "You want my strain? Beau here has my strain. You like my strain, Beau?" "Fuckin' A," Beau said. "I'm so proud to carry your strain, and pass it on to every boy I can seduce with T and breed full of my virus." Jake knelt down between my legs, placing the head of his dick against the entrance to my hole. "You feel that, boy? That's my poz cock," he said. "Feel it?" "Oh fuck yeah, I feel it," I replied, squirming with total hunger for this man to transform me into a poz dickpig. "This is the point of no return, buddy. Once I'm inside, you're getting pozzed. In fact, even if I don't shoot a big wad, I'll still be dripping my precum the whole time, lubing you up with my virus. You ready?" "Yes, I'm ready." "Ready for what?" "To get pozzed. To feel your poz dick in me. To beg for your poz cum." He smiled. "You're such a good fuckin' boy." Then his fat mushroom head squeezed into my throbbing, partied-up fuckhole, and I moaned from the sense of total freedom as I surrendered my defenseless cunt to this sexy, hairy, muscular man with the studcock primed to alter me forever. "Moaning like a bitch already," he said. "We'll have you whimpering before long. Just whimpering like a cum-starved poz pig boy with a hole dripping cum and maybe a little bit of blood. Because this cunt is getting wrecked, I promise you." That's when he shoved the rest of his fat dick inside me. My hole swallowed it eagerly, and even in my pain I smiled. I had surrendered. I had taken the step. I couldn't turn back. I belonged to him. "Feels like home, boy. You were made for this. This is what your hole was meant to do." "Yes," I moaned. "This is all I ever wanted. Thank you." "Don't thank me yet. Thank me when you've got a gut full of my poz DNA." He pushed my knees back to my shoulders, squatted so that his cock was positioned directly above my wide-open hole, and began pounding. Just pounding it. Owning it. My eyes rolled back in my head, and I could almost hear the delicate tissues in my fuckhole getting shredded with this man's cock. He didn't last long. As I watched his muscular chest flex with every thrust, and his abs tighten each time his shaft drove all the way inside me, I could hear his breath grow shorter, his body beginning to shake with an intense need to release. "Tell me what you want, boy," he said. "Tell me now." "I want your poz cum, you fucking stud. Poz me." "What was that?" "I said PLEASE FUCKING POZ ME. PLEASE. PLEASE." "Fuck you, faggot. You didn't. Ever. Have. A. CHOICE." At that, his whole body went into a powerful convulsion as he plunged his cock even deeper. The muscles in his stomach spasmed repeatedly, and he grunted and growled with each pulsation of his stud-dick as he emptied a ballsac full of poz sperm inside my neg guts. Beau laughed. "Congratulations, boy," he said to me. "You are now officially a pig. Hungry for more?" "Yes, please. Please more poz seed. Please." "That's good," Beau replied. "Because that wasn't really a choice, either. But first, you're going to do what a true bottom does, and clean off the cock that just pounded your guts full of sweet poz cum." At that moment, Jake pulled out, and his dick glistened with the deathseed he'd just injected into my hole. I eagerly scrambled to the ground and wrapped my mouth around it, slurping greedily to taste this man's toxic DNA and worship his perfect boy-wrecking dick. "Jesus, he's a good boy," said Jake. As I knelt on the ground, carefully cleaning off my man's dick, I felt something slightly prickly press against the inside of my warm, wet cumhole. "Just hold still," said Trey. "I'm just rubbing the inside of your cunt with a toothbrush. Brushing some of that poz jizz up inside you, giving you little abrasions so that you can welcome more poz spunk into your bloodstream." Hearing that, I arched my back to spread my hole a little wider, allowing the toothbrush to plunge deeper inside my cum-soaked cunt. Seeing that, Jake whistled. "Jesus," he said. "I'd say we've created a pig. And trust me when I say this: this night is going to get much, much wilder. Just wait to see what fuckin' nasty surprises we have waiting for you." I glanced over at Beau, who was busy at work under the desklamp. I couldn't tell what he was doing, but it looked like he was carefully measuring T into little vials. Jake grabbed my head, turned it back in his direction, and impaled my mouth on his beautiful giftgiving cock. "Don't worry about what's next," he said to me. "Just worship my poz cock like a grateful faggot who knows his place." "Thank you," I murmured, as I plunged my hungry mouth down on his poz dick over and over again, with blood and cum oozing out of my partied-up hole. MORE SOON...

Only once did I have a guy overfill my mouth...hyperspermia type thing. He came like he was pissing, as each jet empties out like a stream. It would have been one thing had he warned me ahead of time, but he did not, so it took me by surprise and I couldn't do anything but gag on it. I mean, had I been able to properly prepare myself, I'd have tried to gulp it down as it was flowing - not what I usually do which is let it gather in my mouth before I drink it like a shot.

At the bathhouse although I enjoy just being watched, the answer is pretty simple: I hope that one of the guys watching me getting fucked and bred will be next.

Got to it used on me a couple of weeks ago and it was awesome. They hooked it to my collar with a chain and pulled the chain so the hook would go in deep. They kept pulling it and it was like a dildo they way they were playing with it.. i totally recommend in using it!!

I’m both an exhibitionist and a voyeur.

The first time I did anything sexual with another man had a lot of lead up. I was on the fence for so long, there was a lot of inner turmoil from years of thinking but never pursuing. There was a Craigslist ad that I answered and the entire drive there was fraught with opposing thoughts. Getting to his front door was nothing but anxiety. Then in his house he pulled down his boxers and there it was... and something in my mind clicked. There was no hesitation. I dropped down and grasped his cock and started licking. When he was hard he told me to strip and I didn't hesitate as he lead me to the bedroom. We didn't fuck at the time, just sucked each other off and played, the fucking was another encounter, but there have been no doubts or hesitation since.

Probably many of us here would say you haven't had complete sex when you used condoms. To me, sex with a condom is foreplay at best. From my perspective, restricting sex with condoms is 'doomed." You say: "i never bb...." To my way of thinking, this is the first time you've had sex (i.e., when you barebacked).

This last chapter is so hot. I would love to the whole college town get pozzed. Pizza boy sounds very hot

I’m generally gay. But love to hook up with M/F couples if he watches or joins … if she’s into some kink … and if they party!

Delicious used ass. Feed me.

When I was left home alone during my early teens and started playing with my ass while masturbating. Even then it was obvious I would be the size queen I have become as I just kept trying to find the thickest / longest object in me. Did not try the real thing for a out 15 years after.

Threesome with my uncle, so yeah

I also like being watched especially if I am tied in a sling like at a bath where anyone can come and fuck me or do whatever they want. Have no idea but in fact do not care why- just get off in it

A couple hours ago from the 8 inch 62 year old chubby daddy that lives across the street from me 🙂

Yes money is money. Take my money and let me get bred.

I would love to be used as a mare for breeding at these Fickstutenmarkt events - red hooded of course. A shame there are so many white hoods. The atmosphere has to be totally intoxicating, pure Hog Heaven!! [think before following links] https://xhamster.com/videos/horse-market-11676152

Part 16 - Beginnings After my re-imprinting, a few weeks passed and Jeff was the beaming, happy owner of a pozzed up little jock and I did everything he asked of me. As a reward, when my PA fully healed, Jeff caged me. I have to confess, the black cage looked hot against my pale skin and I can’t tell you how good it made me feel to be caged again. Many of you will not be into it, and I get that, but for me, the moment it went back on I felt more of myself than I had in the weeks without it - a faster, stronger, more focussed version of myself. I ramped up my submissiveness to Jeff threefold and that made him and his close friends very happy, and very satisfied…if frequently drained. I take a regiment of pills every morning, and apart from that and my new body jewellery, my life appears normal except…well…it isn’t. Jeff is a fair and dominant master and lover, and I truly love him. He whores me out on a strict rota, sometimes just as a companion, but most of the time for sex and I take every load he asks me too - I have never refused even one. I make him very proud. At night I curl up next to his massive frame utterly content. I attend quite a few sex parties as his caged sub - and have met a lot of the club members, we’ve even met a chapter in New York who chem’d and fucked me over the long Pride weekend this year. I’ve got a bit of a reputation now - my stamina and hunger is second to none, and Jeff keeps my ass in fantastic condition. Professionally, I’ve made a pretty good career as a semi-professional runner and PT. There are pictures of me in my half-pipe, caged and pierced on a podium accepting a silver medal at a pro-circuit race that Jeff thought would be fun to leave in the public domain - a sort of invitation to anyone who could find them. I have to admit, despite a lot of stares that day, it is hot to see the fabric obscenely stretched over the jewellery that marks me as a submissive gay boy. Jeff knew I’d be into that. Good luck locating ‘em! 😈 A few weeks after those photo were taken, Jeff whored me out to the coach from the team I beat that day. He was as shocked as me when I met him in his office and we realised who we were - it took only minutes though for me to disrobe, bend over his desk and take a pounding from his long cock, rigid cock. I often see him at meets - none of his squad have beaten me yet - but he’s fucked me numerous times (once in their team’s kit too). I know a lot of you will want to know about Zeke - but I still find it a little hard to talk about. In the interests of telling the whole truth, however, I’ll finish his story too - Zeke never converted. It devastated John and Kem - the club insisted they had to let him go and, for a while I think, it blew their relationship apart. I didn’t see them for months, no one did, and what I heard wasn’t good. I remember running into a club member who asked me if I regretted re-imprinting given John and Kem had found me but Jeff interceded and I swear he would have punched the guy if I hadn’t stopped him. Honestly, though, even if I had to answer the question, I didn’t regret it - maybe that’s the power of imprinting. Even though I know I’d gone through a re-imprinting process, the outcome was final. I loved Jeff and I was truly his - when I think back to the night I was set free it wasn’t because it was a temporary response to chems or sexual bliss, it was a soul-bond to Jeff. He pozzed me, he corrupted me - he freed me. It wasn’t up for debate - it was a physical reality burned into my memory. The same night he nearly punched that club member, Jeff brutalised my hole - sat upright, bouncing on the cock that made me, he declared his love for me as he filled me with a third cumload. I was happy. About a year after Zeke left, John and Kem started coming to parties again - they looked a little sunken but otherwise healthy. I remember one event they both managed to manoeuvre me away from the throng of men to double fuck me in a walk-in closet - John laying underneath me and Kem on top - our sexual union framed by a wide, floor-length mirror. John never took his eyes off me, and Kem never opened his. Both enjoying the pleasure in their own unique way - it was surreal. When they came inside me, punishing my hole with a dual spray of cum, I heard John whisper something indiscernible over the force of his orgasm - I promise, to this day, I did not hear what he said. When he pulled me in for a deep kiss, he didn’t repeat it and I didn’t see them again the entire night - Jeff told me they only fucked me and something about “who could blame them?” Last week John and Kem got in touch with the club members to say they’d got a new prospect - the photos were very cute- a 36year old construction worker with a gorgeous body and farmer’s tan. His name was Rob and he sort of knew what he was getting into - was keen to try T and get fucked up. John and Kem were hoping to secure him and had even set a date for an ‘induction’ party. John texted me directly - something he hadn’t done since, well, my re-imprinting - to ask if I’d be their drug boy for the night, but Jeff said ‘no’ - that it’d be too painful for them and they needed to focus on their new prospect. “They need a fresh start pup” he commented when he read the text. “You can give them that” When I think about it, I wondered if maybe John and Kem had imprinted and saw, for the first time, the struggle I might’ve gone through if Jeff hadn’t taken the time to formalise my handover. Anyway, that’s you up-to-date. Jeff is snoring next to me as I finish this - it feels weird writing it all down after, but I’m glad - it’s been a dark, but positive adventure. There’s a tent in the sheets where Jeff’s morning wood waits for attention. As my free hand slips under the covers to feel the familiar heat of his vast muscles, I wrap my free hand around his throbbing meat - he lets out a sleepy moan “with your hole pup”. Phone down, back to work ❤️

Your post, and poll, suggest that you are approaching the whole question with absolutist thinking, i.e., that you have to occupy one absolute state at a time, exclusive of the others - either you must be s complete Top and work toward getting there, or total bottom and strive to reach that, or occupy a vers position that forces you to always flip. The telltale sign of this is the reference in third poll option to a “genuine cumdump”. (As if there were such a thing.) There are total bottoms and Total Tops. They don’t have to work toward being those things or struggle to remain them, because they are them. It doesn’t occur to them to do the other thing. I am a total bottom. It never, ever, enters my mind to Top someone. It’s an alien thought process. I imagine Total Tops simply never entertain the thought of taking a cock up. the ass; it would be absurd to them. A vers person, however, has latitude to imagine different ways of being. A vers person may decide to knock off bottoming for a year, becoming a functional Total. Top, or vice-versa, while retaining the option tho change his mind tomorrow. There’s no need to work toward it; you just decide to do it. If you decide to do something else tomorrow, that’s a discussion to have with your willpower, and where the question of whether to avoid Topping becomes relevant, But in terms of working toward becoming an absolute state, you simply need to decide to do that, and then do it.

Chapter Three Firehose The Stud I love Halloween. Drunk sluts go out with easy access costumes. I chose my costume with one goal in mind, breeding some dumb twunk. I chose a gladiator costume this year because it shows off my pecs, and is perfect to freeball in. When I showed up at the bar I was pleased with all the potential targets to fill. First I noticed a sailor, at least that’s what I assume he was going for with just a sailor's hat and a speedo. Next I saw a devil wearing… devils horns and a black speedo. I love basic bitches. My target's fate was sealed when I saw the fireman, in a firefights cap and.. You guessed it, a speedo. He filled the back of his speedo very well, he had one extra thing though: a fanny pack full of condoms he was handing out to strangers. This fucker doesn’t realize how much he’s begging for me to breed him. I keep an eye on him but I don’t go right for him yet. I make conversation with some guys at the bar, and I notice a few of my past conquests around. That guy I bred on the couch dressed as Woody from Toy Story. He’s too easy now and I let my fellow top friends fill him. As the night goes on the dance floor is starting to get packed which is perfect for my plan. I noticed the fireman dancing in the corner, I guess he didn’t make a lot of friends handing out rubbers. I make my way over there without being too direct and start to show him some attention. I can tell he’s already pretty drunk, which makes my job easier. As we dance, I get closer and closer to him and soon his hands are all over me. It doesn’t take him long to realise that behind the loose leather straps of my roman soldier costume I have an eight inch unsheathed/uncut tool. I love seeing the way his face lights up when he finds it, when he realises he has his hand on my bare cock. The moment doesn’t last long though because he quickly realises he’s in a crowd and gets nervous looking around to see if anyone noticed what he found. Nobody can see us though, the crowd is too tight and the bar is too dark. I’m still worried he might get nerves and run off though so I wrap my arm around him and pull him in tight. I speak into his ear “don’t worry no one can see down there, it’s our little secret”. He starts to relax, my big arms and thick chest usually has that effect on prey. “You have a really big sword in your belt, sir” His words signal that I have him just where I need him. I don’t want to have a conversation though so I shut him up with a kiss on the mouth while I slide my hand down his back and into his trunks. His ass feels great and he clearly loves the attention. I found his hole quickly and rubbed it. I pulled him off my mouth, turned him around and pressed my raging meat against his ass, over the fabric. We “danced '' like this for a minute or two, really just him grinding into my cock until my hands wandered again to the back of his waistband. I pulled it down and brought his sweet ass out for my cock to probe. We danced some more like this, and he pushed his hole against my cock. I decided it was finally the right time to get in, I spit lubed my dick, lined it up, and pushed the head in. I did it just as the music was particularly loud, so no one noticed him yelp in surprise… and probably some pain. He pulled off fast though, I guess it wasn’t going to be that easy. I leaned over to check in, apologize if he seemed upset but instead before I spoke he handed me one of his stupid condoms. “That’s perfect” I said, “I love wearing condoms to fuck”. This is not a lie. I love pounding my cock into a tight ass with a broken condom bunched up at the base. I took it from him, opened the package, and rolled it onto my cock. It’s too small of course, but that’s even better. It’s loud in the club so he doesn’t hear me rip the tip before I apply more spit and push back into him. This time I shove in pushing the condom back as I go deeper. The music is raging and everyone around us is oblivious, dancing their drunk asses off. I pump into him with the beat so he moans to the music. I speak into his ear while I fuck him and tell him how good his ass feels through the condom. I thank him for being prepared, and announce that he’s going to make me cum inside his… condom. I feel his ass clench when I say this and I can tell he’s about to stain the front of his trunks with jizz. That’s my cue and and pump in hard five more times, ignoring the beat of the music, our neighbours on the dance floor finally noticed and stopped dancing to stare. Obviously excited by what they see. I shout as I unload into him, as usual I have a lot of cum for an unsuspecting prey and my cock pumps him full. As I pull out I slide the condom off and toss it on the floor. The patrons that saw us fuck started clapping and I pushed my prey just enough that he stumbled into some of them, ass still out. While he found his balance and pulled up his trunks I slipped away. He’s been hunted and bred now, I don’t have any more use for him. I step outside into the cold October night and there’s a twink dressed as Spiderman panicking that he can’t find his wallet. I’m a nice guy so I offer to help. I ask him if he remembers using it after arriving at the bar and he says he’s not sure. Well I find it quickly behind a tree but I slip it in my belt and pretend to keep looking. I tell him we’ll have to retrace his steps back to his home because he probably dropped it on the way, and he agrees. I follow him up the street, pretending to look for his wallet, locked onto a new prey. The Prey I was new to town, just starting uni after a taking gap year I spent in Europe and I needed to make friends so I joined the universities gay straight alliance. I made a few people this way but after two months I still didn’t have anything more than some friendly acquaintances. I was feeling lonely but I soldered on. There was a Halloween party coming up at a local gay bar near campus and our group had decided we should send a member to provide free condoms to advertise our organization while promoting safe sex. I volunteered because I saw it as an opportunity to accomplish several things at once, socialize with locals, and promote a cause I care about. I’ve always practiced safe sex, and I’ve heard some gay men have been less careful in recent years. The more people who do it, the easier it will be to ask for it, that’s how I see it. So I went in a sexy fireman costume… well all I could find was a cheap fireman hat so I wore it with a pair of swim trunks. That counts as a costume right? When I arrived at the bar there was a good crowd, and I was excited to mingle. No one else seemed to feel the same about me though. I tried approaching people, giving them condoms, and making conversation, but they just got quiet and awkward once I handed the condom to them. One guy I started talking to refused, he said it was too late, he took a load up his ass before coming to the bar. I thought that was gross and just left the conversation there. All the while I was drinking more and more hoping that the booze would loosen me up enough to push through awkward convos but I wasn’t having any luck. By the time I had the courage to dance alone I was pretty drunk. The dance floor gradually got more and more crowded and I didn’t notice right away that a man near me was actually giving me some attention. I was grateful to have a friend and turned to him. I was shocked at how handsome he was. Dressed as a roman soldier with just a few straps of brown leather covering his body, and what a body. The chest was carved out of marble, his arms looked like they were stuffed with baseballs. I was completely entranced. As I traced my hands down his abs, I got bold and put my hand down between his legs, expecting to grope him through his underwear.. But I was shocked to find a fat cock freely hanging behind the flimsy straps of his costume. For a moment I forgot where I was and held it, it even flexed in my hand. When I realised someone could see me I pulled back and looked around, lucky no one seemed to have noticed. I was going to back away but he put a strong arm around me and pulled me in close. He said something into my ear, “.. our little secret” I couldn’t listen, not because of the noise but because I was distracted by his body pressed against me. His grip was so firm and comforting. I made a lame joke about his sword. I wanted him more than anything at this point. I was hoping he would take me home with him tonight. He slid his hand down the back of my swimsuit and pressed my hole. I was so worked up at this point, I needed him inside me. He seemed to read my mind and turn me around so he could press his now hard meat against my ass. I’ve never been more annoyed at a thin piece of lycra that covered my ass. Eventually he decided the same and pulled the back of my swimsuit down. I could feel his bare cock on my ass. I wasn’t expecting him to shove it in when he did and I gave a shout, the whole bar was shouting along with the music and no one realised I was shouting about something different. I was amazed that surrounded by people unaware I could feel his bare cock in me, bare, wait! I managed to pull myself off of him and grabbed one of my condoms and handed it to him. He told me he loved condoms which is good news because he has to use it. A moment later and he was back in me, but now it wasn’t just the tip. He sunk his huge cock deep into me, deeper than I thought I could ever take. He pumped into me roughly, it hurt, but I needed him more. As he fucked me surrounded by strangers he told me how much he loved the condom. It seemed strange how much he was turned on by the condom but it was also really reassuring. I could feel myself getting close and suddenly he started pounding me with no mercy, There’s no way people are noticing this. I came in the front of my trunks and moments later I heard him howl as he came while inside me. I heard him because there was a quiet part in the music. When he pulled out, I tripped and fell into the crowd. It felt like everyone was staring at me at that moment. A lot of people were. When I got back up he was gone. People were clapping though, for me? The attention was embarrassing, but also flattering. I went looking for the man, but he was gone. Thank god I made him wear a condom. I went to the bar and sat on a stool only to realise I sat in something wet and sticky, gross. I guess that’s my cue to go home before I make a bigger embarrassment of myself. I wonder what was on that stool, there’s so much of it on my butt, nasty. Somehow there’s more there after I left the bar, I could feel it running down my leg as I walked home.

10 Jack opened the door and saw that Brad was ready to serve his master. He sat on his knees waiting with his mouth open. Jack stepped on his slut and pulled Brad's head back and spat in his face and then pushed his face into his crotch. Good so slut from now on you can wait for me every day. The recognizable horny smell of Jack's monster dick crept into Brad's nose and made him instantly horny and he began to moan lightly. If he hadn't been wearing a penis cage, his slut cock would certainly have been stiff. Brad opened his mouth and started kissing and licking his master's dick. You start to know your record slut, that makes me happy. Spoil your master's pole, worship it and make it nice and stiff. Brad's heart started beating faster and he opened his mouth and eagerly took his master's pole into his mouth. He started sucking on it gently andpushed it as deep as he could into his throat. His master's cock began to swell and grow in his mouth and Brad almost got a gag reflex. Brad began to suck more firmly on his master's pleasure pole and Jack looked on approvingly and was proud of his achievement. Soon he will be allowed to do a first testand we will see how he has gone through his transformation. Jack pulled Brad off his pole and pushed him onto the bed. Enough for now slut and stay on the bed. Brad was shocked and didn't know why he had to stop giving his master a, didn't he do it well enough or did his master want to do something else with him first. He lay down on the bed as asked of him and he saw jack walk to the wall and take some of his belongings. Jack came back to the bed saying nothing but placed a collar around Brad's neck, 2 wristbands and 2 ankle straps. A chain was attached to the collar, his arms were fastened together on his back and a piece of chain was placed between his legs, so he could certainly still walk but he did not have to think about walking because the piece of chain was too short for that. He was given a mask with only his nose and mouth outand was given headphones with loud music. Jack helped him straight and pushed him forward. Brad had lost the north for a moment and didn't know where he was in the room and how far away he was from the wall. He stepped on but was still afraid to run into something. He felt Jack put his hand on his shoulder and make him stop. Jack opened the door but Brad, who couldn't hear or see anything, didn't notice. Again Jack pushed him forward and the Brad stepped forward and realized that he must have left the room. Jack turned him to the left, put his hand on his shoulder and she stepped back straight. A few meters further she stopped back Jack opened another door and she stepped into the room. In the middle of the room she stopped and Brad's arms were loosened, the chain between his legs was removed as was the chain on his collar. The headphones were taken off. It was quiet in the room, there wasa smell in the room of sweat and sex but still Brad could not see where he was. Brad heard several people coming into the room and 1 of them was definitely a woman as she was already moaning loudly and begging to be. She must surely have been drugged, Brad thought to himself. He heard the woman being laid on the bed the other he heard going around the room and then the sound of the footsteps stopped. He could only hear the groaning woman. Brad didn't understand what was happening. Jack came to stand next to him. Soon when you hear the door close you can take off your mask slut, I will leave you alone and you can make a choice for the last time. Brad, who still didn't understand what was happening, nodded. He felt his penis cage being loosened and then he heard Jack go out of the room and close the door. Brad stopped for a moment and then hesitantly took off the mask. It was fairly dark in space. He looked around but couldn't see much until a lamp started to light up in the corner. There the woman lay moaning on the bed. She was fingering herself. Brad looked at it and wasn't sure what to do. The woman could not yet see him properly because he was in the dark. Because there is a heterosexual scene described here, I have removed it, otherwise I would be banned here. If you want to read it you can do this in the straight bi section or click on the link How my girlfriend made me in to a dick craving meth whore - Page 3 - Straight & Bi FICTION - Breeding Zone No said Brad, I'm a slut and am only here to serve real men. When Brad had spoken those words, another lamp on the other side of the room started to light up and Brad saw 2 solid black daddy's sitting. The woman who begged but Brad didn't hear her anymore his thoughts were already with those 2 daddy's. One called out to him where are you waiting for slut. Prove it that you are a slut and that you are only here to serve real men. Come here slut so we can see what kind of slut you are. We have alot of good stuff for you. Brad stepped into his new life as a slut without looking behind him. When he was almost with the 2 men, the other said that he had to sit on his knees, he had to know his place and level and that was not the same as that of the 2 men. Brad sat down on all four and waited for his first order. He looked down and saw that his cock had already stiffened. This was further proof to him that this would be his new life. Jack, who had been watching the screens in another room the whole time, knew that Brad had passed the test. The transformation was complete and had taken over his previous self. Now let it be used by those 2. He will soon beg to be allowed back to his cell. Are you thirsty asked the Steven, Brad nodded. Openyour mouth and I will give you something to drink. Brad opened his mouth and pulled Brad by his hair and pushed his mouth over his pole and started emptying his bladder. Brad's mouth was completely filled with Steven's dick which was even flaccidly bigger and thicker than his master's. But despite the fact that his mouth was completely filled, he knew what to do and did not let a drop go to waste. Good so slut swallow my chem piss but nice and nice. Jack trained you well. Nick came to sit behind him and roughly pushed his finger into Brad's hole. This hole doesn't stretch so hard anymore, he said to his mate. Steven laughed that's good because otherwise my bat would never fit in. Nick withdrew his finger and took some shards and pushed the shards into Brad's lair. Here are some ass sweets for your slut because a real slut must always be horny and flying. Brad, who had been craving high for a while, relaxed more because he knew he was going to fly back soon enough. Thank you master for the ass candy said Brad. Nick started growling because he couldn't wait to get started with the new toy and only gave solid chats on Brad's ass. Brad moaned and his ass started to look nice red. Brad felt the burning sensation rise and began to moan more violently as he longed for what was to come. In the background you could hear the woman beingbrought in and still begging to be fucked but the men and the slut didn't give her any more attention. Brad was only busy with the men who were with him. Steven pulled Brad's ass open so that Brad's cunt was nicely visible. Time to discharge my chem piss Nick said and he pushed his half hard pole into Brad's hole. Brad, already starting to fly lightly, dropped his mouth open and began to moan lightly. He felt his intestines being filled with Nick's chem piss and bit his lower lip with pleasure. Nick withdrew his pole and quickly inserted a plug into the gaping hole of his new toy. Let's do that for a while, he said. Steven sat down on all four and sat down with his ass in front of Brad's face. Nick pulled the ass open and ordered Brad to lick Steven's ass. The horny smell of Steven's cock and ass came towards Brad and wound him even more. Just now he licked another pussy and it didn't bother him, this time he licked a man's ass and he couldn't get enough of it like a possessed one he licked Steven's cunt. Nick pushed Brad even deeper but Brad didn't mind, preferably he was all the way in Steven's ass. His dick had already gone limp again as the chems were starting to do their job. Nick let Go of Brad's head and Steven stood back up. They took a bucket and placedit on Brad's ass and pulled the plug out of Brad's cunt without warning. Brad got a twinge of pain but the pain subsided and the piss ran out of his ass into the bucket. Open your mouth, Nick ordered and he took the bucket and emptied the bucket into Brad's mouth. Half ended up in his mouth, the other half ran over his head and body. Swallow slut, swallow. Brad swallowed the piss he had in his mouth and let the rest of his body drip. What a dirty filthy slut you are grinning Steven. That's how we like to have our sluts. High, nasty and. Now you only have to be filled with our positive babies and then you are complete. Brad had to stand up and started to stagger a bit on his legs and the chems were already screaming through his body. Nick grabbed his head and spat in his face and looked into Brad's eyes. If you are already flying slut, you are ready to be used and serve your masters. Brad could hardly speak anymore but could still say yes while moaning. Are you sure steven, are you sure you don't want any more because we only fuck you if you beg for it. Brad only heard the words more, fucking, begging and he said half intelligible I want it all. Well so slut we like to hear that and he was pushed on the bed. Suck Nick's pole stiff as I prepare your point. Nick stuck his half hard pole into Brad's open mouth and he started sucking on it like a savage. The half hard pole almost completely filled Brad's mouth and he felt it grow and swell even more. His mouth was now completely open and he still did not have enough space to fully work the monster inside. He felt that his mouth corners would almost tear but still he pushed him even deeper inside. Meanwhile, Steven had prepared a small point and put a strap around Brad's arm and looked for a vein. Brad was already so flying and enjoying the new cock in his slut mouth that he didn't realize Steven was about to let the syringe disappear into his arm. Steven saw a register and looked grinning at Nick who said push it all the way in. Brad who hadn't noticed this felt the rush coming up, Nick pulled his pole back andBrad's eyes flopped open completely and started coughing and then begging loudly. His hands went over his body thatfelt electric, with every touch he became even more aroused. His hands went to his own flaccid pole and with one hand he pulled on his flaccid dick and the other hand he tried to push completely into his cunt. Steven and Nick looked amused at the spectacle. Nick took Brad's hands and placed them on his nipples. Play around with this. Fuck me, rape me called Brad whohad completely lost control. We will certainly do that, Steven said. He came to sit at Brad's balls and opened his mouth and took the slut's balls into his mouth and started biting lightly on them. Brad hadn't had this experience yet and it makes it even. Hmmmmm yes, louder Brad cried. He now got a chat from Nick who said that they would determine what happened. Brad's eyes were completely open and spinning around in his head. His mouth was open and his tongue fell out of his mouth. Nick now came to sit behind Brad and turned Brad around so that he was on all four. Steven sat down in front of Brad and pushed his half hard pole into Brad's mouth and he started sucking on it. Nick placed his hard monster against Brad's sphincter and in 1 movement he pushed his dick into the warm humid cave. Brad could handle quite a bit but this monster in 1 time to work inside made him gasp and he let out a loud moan. Steven pushed poppers under his nose and his cunt relaxed more and more with each inhalation. Nick felt that Brad's hole had accepted his monster dick and began to gently fuck him. Steven on the other hand pushed his long medium thick pole throat deep and kept Brad's head in place so that his pole stayed deep in his throat. Brad didn't have a gag reflex anymore but Steven's dick was so big he couldn't breathe anymore. After a few seconds without air, Steven withdrew his dick and Brad gasped. He didn't get much time to catch his breath because Nick started to increase his speed and Steven pushed his pole back in. The drool ran out of his slut's mouth and his ass began to be completely open. What a blissful hole you have slut called Nick, still nice and narrow, warm and humid. He started fucking him now. Nick was almost at his first high point and started panting and growling heavily. He hit the ass of his new toy a few times pushing his pole balls deep one last time and with a loud moan squirted his first load of the evening deep into Brad's intestines. Here are my positive baby slut, take my dirty DNA and from now on you can call me daddy because I got you pregnant with my toxic load. Yeah called Steven give it to him. Brad moaned loudly and felt Nick's monster squirt load after load of toxic seed into his burrow. Nick pulled his pole out of Brad's hole and some seed ran out of Brad's cunt. He took it with his limp dick and pushed it back in. Brad was turned on his back and now it was Steven's turn. Nick ordered Brad to lick his dick clean and Steven pushed his pole in. Nick had loosened and moistened the hole and he felt that Brad's hole was nicely filled with seed. With each thrust you could hear a popping sound through the seed and the hole that had been nicely open. Brad was still flying high and again got the poppers pushed under his nose and had to take some sniffs. Nick's monster began to swell back from Brad's licking and sucking. See what you do with slut said Nick. My cock doesn't want to stop yet you're ready for the second round. Is your ass ready to become a real slut hole. Brad, who was enjoying himself, could only moan. Steven looked at Nick and knew what to do. He stopped fucking and lay down on the bed. Brad had to sit on Steven's pole and could now set the pace himself, but not for long. He was pushed on Steven's chest by Nick, Brad who was still so high didn't know what was about to happen. But Nick was ready to push his monster into the hole as well. Steven quickly pushed some poppers under Brad's nose and said take a few deep sniff sluts because you will need it. Brad snorted heavily at the poppers and groaned at the new rush he got from it. He felt that there was again pushing against his sphincter. Through the poppers , his hole opened up a little more and Nick was able to gently push his pole inside. Brad didn't know what he was feeling and his mouth dropped open and he moaned loudly. His hole pulled open even more and Nick's monster schooled inside. Oh fuck Oh fuck called Brad, yes slut take our cocks. Brad's cunt was fully pulled open and it felt complete with the two poles in it. Brad was in complete ecstasy now that there were two dicks in his ass and he cried out in pleasure. Rape me fill me with your dirty babies. Both Nick and Steven grinned and growled upon hearing the slut's pleasure. Take our cocks baby let us fill your hole said Nick, and he started fucking the slut at a leisurely pace. Steven pulled Brad's head towards him spit in his face, and started to tongue kiss him and said when he broke off the kiss what a dirty slut you are. We will have a lot of fun with you in the future. Brad was still completely gone and constantly shouted yes harder, fuck me, deeper, give it to me. Hearing the slut made both Steven and Nick horny as hell and Nick stepped up the pace. Steven put his nails in Brad's back and scratched him. Brad himself came to a high point due to the stimulation of his prostate and moaned very loudly, from his flaccid pole ran a huge load of seed. Steven felt the seed running on him and called out to Nick, you had him squirted. What a dirty heavenly slut this is. Brad's energy dropped for a moment because he had cum and Nick felt that the resistance of the cunt had now completely fallen away. He was given even more space to push his monster inside and now began to fuck him hard. Brad moaned loudly with every thrust he received. Both Nick and Steven got to the high point and with a few last thrusts they came at the same time. Brad felt his hole filled with Nick and Steven's dirty seed for the second time. Both daddy's pulled their limping pole out of Brad's gaping hole and saw their seed begin to flow out. Nick quickly took a large butt plug and pushed it into Brad's hole. This will not be enough he said laughing we need a bigger one to keep our gift in place. Steven took the biggest plug and gave it to Nick. Nick took the other plug out of Brad's gaping hole without resistance and pushed the thicker plug in. This will stay put, he said. Both men came off the bed and hit Brad's ass again and said they would book him in the future. Jack had also come into the room and looked at his slut who was high and counted out on the bed. Well gentlemen he passed his test. Nick laughed and looked at Brad on the bed, I think he can still learn some things but this will be his new life. He is made to serve men like us. Steven nodded affirmatively. Steven gave Jack a thick envelope and they left the room. Jack came to sit on the bed and whispered in Brad's ear that he was proud of his transformation and that Brad should be proud of what he had become. Jack showed the thickly filled envelope and said that he had earned nice money for his master and that he would soon get a nice reward for it and that he would earn even more money for his master in the future because that was only the reason for his existence. Making money with his slut pussy for his master. Brad started to regain his strength and said thank you master I just want to make you happy and only suck dicks and get fucked by real men. Brad was given a chain around his neck and the mask over his head and was taken back to his room. This time his master had to help him because he was shaky on his feet. In the room, the chain and mask were taken off and Brad was able to crawl on the bed. Brad was still flying the chems and closed his eyes and got lost in his thoughts and fantasies. Jack looked amused at his creation and saw that Brad started to shiver, a grin appeared on his face and thought to himself if his fuckflue would have started. He put a blanket over Brad and then left the room. Tomorrow we can see if he was in full transformation he thought with a huge grin on his face.

Same. I usually just kneel by the urinal at the local ABS and wait for someone to give me his piss (or cum or both). From the tap is the best but sometimes I like something different. Yesterday I placed a cup in the urinal and waited in the stall next to it for someone to come in. First guy came in and pissed around the cup. Second guy came in and I could hear his piss hitting the bottom of the cup. When he left I retrieved the cup and it was half full of warm piss. I took the cup, left the restroom and sat and watched the movie while drinking it. At an ABS it's a good probability that I'll get a cupful. Next time I'll take a pic.

Part 14 I panicked and looked everywhere, under the bathroom cabinets, emptied my backpack, my suitcase. I couldn’t not find a trace of my bottle of blue pills. I tried retracing my routine and steps before flying. I’m a very careful planner when it comes to travelling, almost OCD, making lists, starting packing several days in advance. I always make sure to put aside the essential items, place them well in view in order not to forget them. I always took my PrEp in the evening before bed. I remembered doing so the evening before flying. I had to go to bed quite early as my flight was departing at 8am, meaning that I had to get up at 4am in order to catch it. I was clearly seeing myself brushing my teeth, taking my blue pill, and then… leaving it besides my toiletry bag instead of putting it inside. In the rush to be on time the following morning, I probably had forgotten to take it with me. I calculated that I had missed a dose then the evening of my arrival at the hotel but hadn’t noticed. Missing one dose is usually not too serious and I was probably too tired and excited to really care. But now, there I was, without my safety net and with an unmedicated poz load deep inside me. The panic just increased a level. I tried to expel the cum but nothing was coming out. But under the warm shower, I started relaxing a bit. The hot water had some kind of soothing effect on both my body and my mind. I spent a few more minutes in the shower, thinking about what had just happened. I had been bred by a guy I had fantasized on for years and it hadn’t been disappointing at all! I had just willingly taken my first known poz load, from a man who had dropped his meds specifically for me. I hadn’t shot my load myself and those thoughts got me hard again pretty quickly. I started jerking off, edging myself several times, but I decided I wanted to keep my level of excitement at its highest until Saturday. I had gotten so horny at that point I had almost completely forgotten about my panic, and went to Grindr and BBRT with the hope to find another load. This time, I took it a step further and switched from “Ask me” to “Positive okay” on my BBRT profile. It was my first time in the area and it’s always exciting to connect for the first time in a new city. The “Oinks” kept coming in making me fe like a kid at Christmas. While I was looking and responding, my phone vibrated. -“Hey! You were such a good boy tonight! My poz dick looked really good inside you! I’ll see you on Saturday and I’ll use those to recruit other tops! They show how much of a good slut you are! Good night boy, you’ll be completely mine soon!” With the message was a few pictures.

Noooooooo A shit fuk douche who cruised me, gives me his address because i m a dom bb top, and looses it when i start to animal kiss deserve to be told.. this asshole was 40 yrs old, not a 13 yr old virgin So according to you, if this tragic waste shows up WILINGLY AND ON HIS OWN at a cumunion leather orgy everyone will have to stop and "say my poor darling!!!!!" Hell no! You are sooooo wrong to defend him, and clearly part of the problem If you're scared of blood , don't go into nursing if you're scared of height don't become a high-rise window cleaner if you scared of hard kissing don't go online looking for a dom bareback top

Chapter Two Snap The Stud I was laying on my friend's couch waiting to sober up enough until I could drive home when I logged into grindr. A guy I’ve been talking to recently is close by and reached out. Clearly he’s pretty drunk and he sends me a picture of his slutty bar outfit. When I tell him I’m spending the night on a couch he invited me to share his bed. It’s within walking distance and the offer is tempting not just for the comfort of a real mattress, but also for a hole to fill. He lets me in, hands me pyjama pants then and gets into bed..oh he actually meant sleeping in his bed. I’m hard as fuck though and so I made a point of reaching over him to put my phone on the far bedside table so that my package pressed against his hand. I love the moment when men realise what I have. His motives changed immediately, I could tell he was entranced by my cock. He played with it some with a dumb look on his face so I pulled it out. He knew exactly what to do with it to earn some precum, he pulled the foreskin back and rubbed under the head. This is the point when my instinct to breed really kicked in. I still didn’t know the full power of this instinct, but once it has a target, he’s as good a bred. I lifted his legs and pulled up his sweats in one motion and pressed myself against his ass. “I’m going to fuck you”. I wasn’t asking. The fucker reached for the bedside table and pulled out a condom. Now I know by this point that condoms are the worst, but I hadn’t yet fully accepted my role as a breeding bull is to get around, through or off them at all costs. I agreed to wear it, because that was the “right” thing to do. My night was going to be ruined because of this gross piece of latex. I put it on with significant effort, they weren’t exactly magnums and so they only reached half way down my hard cock. I lubed a little, because I knew it would be impossible without, due to the balloon on my dick. I shoved in hard and I could tell it hurt him, which he deserved. I felt almost nothing on my cock so I tried pounding as hard and rough as possible still but nothing. He didn’t seem to be having much fun either, not that I cared at this point. I could tell it was painful for him which was his own fault so I didn’t show him any pity. Suddenly something changed though I didn’t realize exactly what yet, but I could actually feel him. I pounded his ass faster and sure enough, I felt I could actually cum like this. I was pleased and figured maybe condoms aren’t as bad as I thought. I was getting closer and he was making noises of both pain and pleasure now. As I reached climax I shoved in deep and groaned. Even with a condom on I can’t ever pull out. Fuck I came so much, I pulsed and pulsed into him. Usually I cum more when I know I’m filling a guy, so I was surprised I came so much just to fill a rubber. Once my orgasm ended I noticed he covered himself in his own jiz. I pulled out of him and suddenly everything made sense. The condom snapped and my body knew, even if my brain didn’t. I showed him it broke and he looked nervous... but also apologized to me! Clearly this is a mistake I will have to make again. the prey Since I broke up I haven’t been very social. I knew I had to get out of my rut so when a friend told me the bar had a short-shorts theme I figured this was a good excuse. I prefer to top, but I have an ass that swallows shorts and I figure my self esteem would benefit by catching people looking. We went to the bar and had a lot of fun dancing, even if I didn’t get all the attention I hoped for. As the night dragged on though, I started feeling down again. I don’t actually want to hook up, I just wanted to be held. My friend noticed my mood spiralling and swooped in with drinks and compliments, and more drinks. I was feeling better, and back to my horny self, but I could tell I was in a state to make bad decisions, and decided to leave. On the walk home I logged into grindr, out of curiosity only, I wasn’t feeling right for a hookup. A handsome man I had been talking to recently was almost right next to me, he’s usually almost off my grid. I sent him a message and he replied quickly to ask what I’m doing. I sent him a picture I took in my shorts that I took at the start of the night and was immediately embarrassed by it. I apologized and told him I was drunk. He told me he was sleeping on a friend's couch and without even thinking I told him to come sleep in my bed. What was I saying, I don’t want to hook up, even though he is really handsome. He has big arms, and a strong hairy chest, this could be the cuddle I’ve been craving all night. Well I already invited him so I gave him my address. I barely made it home before he did but I had time to change into comfy sweats. He came inside my apartment and his presence felt warm. I felt drawn to him and just wanted to lay my head on his pecs and smell the warm manly scent coming off him. I contained myself and showed him to my bed, we climbed in, and I turned out the light. If I keep everything above belt, maybe this can stay PG. No luck though, he shifted to reach over me to put something on the bedside table and his monster cock pressed against my hand. I had to hold it even just out of curiosity, I could not believe it was so fat, and long, and hard. He pulled it out of his briefs, and I pulled the foreskin back and played with the head. Immediately clear nectar appeared at the top. This is when he changed. The warm protector vibe was gone, he looked at me like I was his meal, grabbed my legs and pulled them up to reveal my ass. I was a little bit scared, but it was also really hot. He told me he was going to fuck me, he didn’t ask and he didn’t seem to care what I wanted. I knew I had to be assertive about one thing. I reached to the bedside table and grabbed a condom and gave it to him. I tried to match his forceful tone when I told him to put it on, but I think I just sounded whiney. He stared at me with a tense smile, opened it and started putting it on. I could tell he was mad, his eyes were burning right through me. Too bad buddy, I’m not going to meet someone and then take them raw on the same night. I was proud of myself for making him wear it, he was so hot, I easily could have wavered. Once he had it on it looked ridiculous though. It was practically a hat on his giant cock. He didn’t waste any time though and he pinned my legs up and shoved in with just a trace of lube. My ass was on fire and he didn’t even give me time to adjust. Like I said I usually top, I’m not by any means a pump and dump bottom, not until now. I want to impress him so I don’t tell him to stop or pull out, still I can’t hide my pain. He’s fucking so hard but looks bored and I feel awful, what’s wrong with me? On one particularly hard stroke he changed again though. His eyes lit up and he became both the warm protector and wild predator in one. He pumped into me wildly now with a rhythm that was going to make me cum. Suddenly He shoved balls deep into me and my prostate went wild. I came so much thinking of him coming in me. Thank god I made him wear a condom, there’s no way the animal in him would have pulled out. Once we both came out of our orgasm he pulled out and showed me the broken condom. I was shocked and I didn’t know what to say. Why did I just apologize? He laughed at that, wiped his dick off on my sheets, climbed to his side of the bed and left me there covered in/ filled with cum. I fell asleep that way and he was gone before I woke up.

Part 6 I checked my coat. It was Friday night, I had been wearing suits and ties all week, and I was planning on getting dirty so I had slipped on a white t-shirt, a white Barcode Berlin jockstrap and some loose grey sweatpants with an old pair of Airmax. Definitely not the way Parisians dress to go out on Fridays! I sat at the bar and got a beer. I very rarely drink alcohol but I was feeling weird asking the bartender for a Coke. The place was pretty empty still, except for maybe four or five guys just hanging out. -“Disappointed?” the bartender said. -“Nah, wasn’t feeling lucky today anyway.” -“Don’t worry, the place will be overflowing in about an hour. -“Cool, let’s hope I’m still awake by then.” -“Come on, I think a lot of guys would be very disappointed if you weren’t around later” he said giving a quick look at my butt. -“I won’t be too worried for you” he added with a smile and a wink. I finished my beer and decided to go explore. I took the stairs to the basement, and almost tumbled my way down missing some steps due to the thick darkness. I entered a room with a few armchairs, and kept going until I found a smoking room and finally what looked like the play room. The room was painted completely black, with a large mattress covered in red fake leather at the centre. Some benches were put on the right side, while four or five private booths with glory holes could be found on the left side. Another red mattress was in the back of the room, separated by a black wall right across the sling. I was alone in there and it felt cold. I was almost spooked when a guy popped out of nowhere. He just had a nap and I figured that I might as well do the same until I could pick up some action. Signs were posted everywhere that sleeping in there was not allowed though so I just made my way back to one of those armchairs and dozed off. It did not take long before I was woken up by some voices. I had probably slept for about thirty minutes, and when I opened my eyes, the basement had filled up with guys. All types, all ages, all shapes. Maybe this would turn out to be a good night after all. I just made my way to the bathroom to take a piss, and throw some water on my face, before heading to the play room. It was still dark as hell and my eyes weren’t getting used to anything. I felt some hands diving directly into my pants right to my ass. I heard a deep voice tell me in French -“Bien dormi, garçon? On t’as vu dormir là-bas, on t’attendais.” (“Slept well, boy? We saw you sleeping back there, we were just waiting for you to join”). The voice was coming from a dark corner and I couldn’t make up any face or even figure out how many guys they were. -“Nous” (“We?”) -“Viens!” (“Come over”). I felt dragged gently by the arm to the mattress, while being handed a drink. I emptied the glass and I felt my t-shirt being slipped over my head. My head started to feel a bit dizzy and my body warmer in a good way. I was still completely in possession of my senses and capable of consenting to everything being done to me. My sweatpants were pulled down and I felt a warm tongue licking my hole wet while another was being pushed into my mouth. A few hands were exploring my body. I was thriving on the attention. I was feeling exposed and vulnerable, but also powerful and invincible all at the same time. My vision was slightly affected but I could start making out some figures in the dark red light. The guy in front of me looked average height, and quite skinny. I could see he had long hair pulled into a bun. His deep voice sounded mature. I thought I could see two other men by my sides, in addition to the one rimming my hole. I think they were all shirtless, wearing shorts or sweatpants. I wasn’t so underdressed after all. I felt a hand pushing my head down to a dick which I immediately swallowed. It was average size but already quite wet, either from precum or from other guys’ ass juices maybe. I heard them talking about me in French, about what they were about to do to me. I speak fluent French but some accents are a bit difficult to understand for me and I could not fully grasp the conversation. On the other hand, I didn’t care that much at that point, I just wanted to be used. A circle of guys who wanted to sneak a peek formed around us. I was being touched by so many hands but my four partners seemed like the possessive type as they kept pushing away anyone who tried to sneak into our action. The guy behind me switched from rimming to rubbing his dick against my hole -“Bonne chienne! Tu vas sentir ma grosse bite au fond de trou de salope!” (“Good bitch! You’re gonna feel my big dick deep in your slut’s hole!”). I was just able to moan but the guy in front just slapped my face while holding me by the neck -“Dis à mon pote que tu veux sa bite bien profond salope!” (“Tell my friend you want his dick deep, whore!”) -“Je veux sa bite bien profond!” (“I want his dick deep inside!”). Another slap -“On dit ‘S’il-vous-plaît monsieur’, chienne!” (“We say ‘Please, Sir’, bitch!”) - “”S’il-vous-plaît, monsieur!” (“Please, Sir!”) I couldn’t even finish my sentence that I felt the guy’s cock being rammed into my hole. Despite years of practice and use, I’m quite tight. I almost screamed but the leader kept my head firmly in place with his dick in my mouth. The guy on my left put a bottle of poppers under my nose and ordered me to sniff deeply, before pinching both my nostrils for a few seconds. I just felt that huge rush going through my body. I closed my eyes and arched my body, losing conscience of everyone else but the four guys currently taking care of me. I was still very aware that I was being fucked on all four in my jocks with my pants at my ankles, all exposed in the middle of a darkroom, and it was the best feeling ever! -“Bonne chienne qui aime la bite, ça!” (“That’s a good slut, enjoying dick!”). -“C’est pour ça que tu viens, salope? Prendre des bites dans le noir?” (“That’s why you’re here, bitch? To take dicks in the dark!”) I could smell the strong scent of the guys mixing, I could feel the sweat dripping on my back from the guy fucking me. The guy on my right stopped his buddy from thrusting, shot his load onto his dick, before telling him to go again. It wasn’t long before he shot his load deep inside, using his friend’s cum as lube. That’s when I heard one of them say -“Voilà, de la plombe pour la chienne!” (“There, some loaded juice for the bitch!”) while thrusting in and out slowly.

Part 4 We didn’t text everyday of course, we were living so far apart, we had our own lives, and we would just check in on each other from time to time, with occasional sexting and exchange of pictures and videos of our hookups. In the next few months following that last conversation with him, the words “poz loads” stuck in my head. I kept turning those in my mind, trying to understand why it had so much effect on me. I was thinking about it more and more when jerking off while watching porn and sniffing poppers. I had never really cared about guys’ status but I caught myself paying more attention to that detail on their BBRT profile. I still did not dare oinking the poz guys. I was probably too afraid. Finally, one Saturday evening, I was getting ready to hit the local bathhouse when I receive a message from my guy from the West Coast. I was still not fully dressed to go out and was just in my jockstrap and socks. -“Hey pig, what’s up tonight?” - “Getting ready to go to the bathhouse, what about you?” - “Just looking at those last pics you sent me, getting all horny” - “Oh yeah?” - “Yeah, thinking about all the dirty things I’d do to you…” I wasn’t in a rush, after all it was only 10pm, still plenty of time. -“What are you thinking?” - “Just how much I want to make you mine” while sending me a live pic of his perfect hard dick. I felt intrigued and excited and started playing with my dick without even really noticing. -“What do you mean by making me yours?” I asked, starting to feel where this was going. -“Just marking you. You’re lying on the bed, on your back. I’m on top of you, the tip of cock just rubbing on your wet hole. I’m pushing gently, the tip my dick covered in precum enters slowly. I’m asking you if you’re sure.” -“Sure of what Sir?” -“If you’re sure you want my unmedicated poz dick inside…”

Oh I’m with @karluspig - I switch off at the sight of a condom - stealth or not!

What annoys you most about gay porn? The general lack of Robot themed storylines When the title is totally misleading. Like "Be Gay! Do Crimes!'' it's just a bunch of Random Butt Fuckery instead of Hot Guys in Disguises Stealing Jewels. Or doing other Felonious Activities like faking your own death & Committing Insurance Fraud When the guys in the porn are watching porn of guys fucking and watching porn. And I'm watching them all fucking and watching porn and then Stephen Hawking shows up and tells me I broke Time again, and he's really getting tired of this shit. That Cockman & Throbbin wasn't a hugely successful franchise. When somebody starts to wax poetically about their childhood and the screen goes all wobbly and cuts to a sepia-colored shot of the same actor, but he's wearing Garanimals and a funny propeller beanie hat, getting Butt Fucked on a Tricycle by a Clown at his little sister's birthday party, and that is what passes for Narrative Exposition these days! I'm still rock hard but now I'm also pissed off and confused. Bennie Hill Music

Here's a new story for you guys... This might be a one-off, but there might be another chapter if there's interest... –––––––– My Boy Likes Taking Loads I met my boyfriend, Andy, several years ago. We’ve been in a monogamous relationship for five years now and just moved in together. When we started dating, Andy was pretty versatile, but he really liked the way I topped him, long smooth strokes letting my sheathed dick savor every inch of his ass. We’d been monogamous for a while before he started letting me fuck him bareback. He said that he could feel more of me, and it certainly felt better for me too. He usually wanted me to pull out to cum on his chest or on his butt or on his face. Two years ago, Andy started hanging out with a co-worker of his. I didn’t like Matt. He was always horny and he openly flirted with my boyfriend whenever they were in public together. He was sexy, tall and slim, and always on the prowl. I trusted Andy and didn’t put much thought into whatever Matt might want to do to or with him. I had a job that kept me out of town for several weeks that summer. I usually got texts from Andy pretty frequently. One night, he’d told me he was going out with Matt to dance, and I didn’t worry until about 2AM when I realized I hadn’t heard from him. I called to make sure he was okay. His breathing was heavy like he’d just run to grab the phone or something. I could hear noise in the background and asked if he was still in the club. He told me no, that he was racing to catch a bus. I told him to hurry up so he didn’t miss it, especially it being so late. He called me at like 3AM and told me that things with Matt had gotten a bit out of hand at the club. He told me that Matt flirted more aggressively than normal and that they’d made out in the bathroom. He told me that he pulled Matt’s shirt off and jerked him off in the stall. I asked if I’d interrupted anything when I’d called. He told me no and that he really was running to catch the last bus. I listened and let it go, telling him that these things happen and thanking him for his honesty. He promised to do a better job behaving. When I got back home, Andy was immediately all over me. We fucked and fucked like we hadn’t in years. This time, he was pre-lubed and ready for an intense fuck. Andy begged me to ‘breed him.’ He’d never referred to his ass as anything but that, and now, he implored me to ‘fill his cunt’ and ‘knock him up!’ I knew his dalliance with Matt might have gotten him to this naughtier place, but as things hadn’t gone too far, I saw no reason to complain! Many months after Andy and Matt got frisky in the mens room, we grew to be good pals with a sexy couple in the neighborhood. Joe and Ben had been together for a few years. Both guys were gym buff and very sociable. We had them over several times and visited them too for cocktails and dinner. After a second round of martinis one night, the two of them got a little flirty. They told us that they were open and loved to fool around with single guys or couples from time to time. They were both tops and loved to mix it up from time to time. They asked us, very respectfully, if we might be into that scene. I could tell that Andy was dying to say, ‘YES!’ but he demurred and said we’d have to talk about it. Before they let us go, they volunteered that they were both HIV+, and had been since before they were a couple. They promised that they were fully undetectable and very good at staying on their meds. They told us that they preferred to play raw, and wanted to top both of us. I was flattered, but a little freaked out. Andy had been vers, but I’d only ever topped. The thought of letting them fuck me, especially raw, really turned me on. That night, walking home, hand-in-hand, Andy put his head on my shoulder and honestly told me how much he’d love to take both Joe and Ben’s loads. We talked about the science and felt confident that undetectable = untransmittable. There would be no threat to taking their ‘seed,’ as he called it,’ even though we both weren’t on PrEP. We agreed that it would be fun to fool around, and I confessed that I might even like to bottom for them. We texted Joe and Ben and set up a date for us to go back over and have some sweaty fun together. Andy and I took our time getting ready. We had fully cleaned out and made sure to have plenty of lube on hand. He fingered me and got me lubed up deep inside. It felt amazing. I did the same for Andy. We showed up right on time, and had a round of drinks before loosening up. We’d all dressed sharply, and then jackets and ties came flying off. When we were all shirtless, I saw that both guys had biohazard tattoos just below their belly buttons. I knew they were both POZ, but was surprised how much their matching tattoos turned me on. I’d never seen Andy blow another guy before, and he looked so hot sucking on Joe’s eight uncut inches. I worked on Ben’s thick six-inch cut cock and we had them both hard and dripping undetectable precum. It felt so forbidden to be gulping down their ‘seed’ as Andy was tracing his finger on Joe’s intricately detailed tattoo. Ben and Joe flipped us over, ass up and went to town lapping at our holes. Andy was begging Joe, ‘rail me, you POZ stud. I want you to knock me up!’ Joe chuckled and slapped his hard raw dick against his spit-slick and lubed hairy hole. Ben was kind enough to let me watch his partner enter my boy before he slid into me. It had been so long since I’d been fucked, and I realized it was the first time I’d ever been fucked bareback, and certainly the first time I’d let a POZ guy fuck me. I said as much and Ben asked Andy if it was his first time taking raw POZ cock. Andy tensed up and froze. Joe was balls deep in him and froze too. ‘Answer him,’ he sternly demanded. Andy was silent. Joe started to pull out and Andy begged, ‘No! Don’t stop fucking me. No. It’s not my first time letting a POZ guy fuck me.’ I looked over at him surprised. Ben asked, ‘when was that? When was the last time you took a raw POZ cock up your chute?’ Andy grimaced and Joe acted like he was really going to pull out. Andy confessed, ‘It was Matt! I let Matt breed me!’ I didn’t even know that Matt was POZ. As I was contemplating that, I realized that Andy hadn’t told me the whole truth about that one messy night years ago. ‘When? When was it,’ Joe asked. ‘Last month!’ ‘Last month!?!,’ I asked. Joe asked if we should stop and talk about it, and Andy looked at me with pleading eyes. ‘No, let’s keep going,’ I said, savoring Ben’s raw dick caressing my hole. Andy silently mouthed, ‘thank you.’ With that, Joe and Ben went back to pounding us. Ben and Joe switched places, dipping their raw POZ cocks in our holes until we couldn’t take it anymore. Ben’s thick cock left Andy’s hole open and gaping. I watched as a trickle of cum oozed out and down his cheeks and leg. Andy and I kissed as Joe filled me up with his load. His eight inches felt so good as he creamed me deeper than I’d ever been fucked. The four us showered and cleaned up, and they gave us a few minutes to get dressed while they made another round of drinks. I told my partner that if I’d known that he wanted POZ cock, I would have been happy to let him have it. I hadn’t realized how much it would turn me on seeing him take any other cock, let alone a raw one, let alone a raw POZ one that didn’t pull out to cum. We were exhausted, and after that last cocktail, Ben and Joe called us a car back to our place. Andy put his head on my shoulder in the back seat and told me he felt terrible about keeping his hookups with Matt secret. I told him whatever kinky fun he wanted to have, I wanted to be part of it! Turns out Matt had been filling him up with POZ cum for months without me knowing. As soonas we got home, Andy and I undressed and tumbled into bed. Just then, Andy’s phone buzzed. It was Matt asking how our night had been. He told him that it was great, and the next time they got together, I was game to be there. We scheduled an evening with Matt, inviting him to take turns on both of us. As we snuggled and got ready to go to sleep, Andy asked if he could confess one more thing. He told me, ‘Just so you know, Matt isn’t good at staying on his meds. He’s definitely bred me with detectable loads… I should have told you.’ I agreed and said, ‘yes, you should have told me.’ He squeeze my hand and we fell fast asleep, knowing that we were both looking forward to some risky cummy fun with Matt.

Oh, I'm sure such covens exist - probably more than a hundred of them. And I'm sure they're having a lot of fun. "Breeding for S atan" seems to be the new "Fucking for Peace" But wouldn't it be even hotter if their demonic master actually joined in on the fun?!?