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Key West, 1993. I was walking back to the guesthouse and across the street, I saw a guy with his shorts around his ankles, stroking the BIGGEST cock I'd ever seen. Crossing over, I asked "how big?" He replied, "11.5"" "Want some help with that?" After shoving his tongue down my throat, he pushed me down to my knees. I started by nibbling on his ample foreskin, then gradually taking his shaft in my mouth. This being Key West, we drew an audience. Next thing I know, my shorts were pulled down and lube was applied to my hole. A cock entered me and reaching around I was pleased to find it bare. Still sucking Mr Big, we were both shocked when my nose hit his pubes. "Nobody's ever taken me all the way!" He shouted. Being spitroasted was nothing new, but this was hot. The guy fucking me came with a grunt and as soon as he pulled out, another cock replaced him. Guys were jacking their cocks, cumming on my neck and back. I was in cocksucking bliss, my mouth filled with Latino monster cock. Guy #2 shouted as he spewed his load in my ass and #3 slid in. Suddenly, Mr Big moaned like an animal, flooding my mouth with cum, just as guy#3 climaxed. My cockGod pulled me to my feet, kissing me and thanking me. "You're a cummy mess!" He said. "It's wonderful!" I replied. Gathering my clothes, I walked back to my guesthouse naked and jumped in the pool to rinse off. Maybe not the most raunchy, but certainly the most slutty

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.

Part 21 I was not thinking about anything else that night. I had put all the stress of my work week behind, which is quite rare for me, as I usually tend to constantly think about work. But he had me hypnotized. All those years of slowly working those nasty thoughts into my head, that very first poz load of his he had dropped in me a week before, and that first poz load of the night, had me completely at his mercy. After he had marked me for this first load, he turned me onto my back again. I kept huffing poppers while he slid back into me between my open legs, just moving his hips slowly, churning that first load of cum inside my guts. and biting my neck. He was already completely drenched in sweat, although we had been playing for only about thirty minutes. His wet furry chest was dripping onto my hairless pecs. I could feel him breathing hard in my neck. I had no idea of what would become of me that night, as he kept telling me it was only the beginning. After a few minutes, I felt the thrusting starting again. "There is another one coming soon, boy. After that, we'll change things a bit" he whispered in my ear. He stood up to his knees, grabbed my legs and kept fucking, using his first load as lube. "I'm gonna work my poz cum really well into your hole, slut." he said as he picked up the pace. He was taking his cock in and out of my hole. "Look at that, my dick coated in my poz juice. Don't let anything get out!" he ordered as he rammed back into me. I could hear the sound my sloppy hole was making with all the cum being fucked deeper into me. "Take some more poppers, boy. I want you really high all night!". I complied. "Here's load number two!" he screamed and left his dick buried in my hole balls deep to ensure his second load would go as deep as he could. He collapsed onto me, and I could feel his sweat all over my own body. I hugged him. "Daddy just needs a few minutes of rest. Go get dressed now, we're leaving in ten minutes. Just take those jocks off, I want you commando tonight. And don't clean up! I want you sloppy!". He threw my sweatpants and t-shirt at me. I put my shoes on and just went to take a pee. While washing my hands, I looked at myself in the bathroom mirror. Who was this? A confident little slut, which was definitely not there even a few days before. I knew what I wanted. I looked at my body in a way I had never done before. I felt hot, I felt attractive. I looked at my tattoos. Maybe I'd add one soon. I heard a knock on the door. "Ready boy?" I exited the bathroom. "Put these on" he ordered while throwing me some leather armbands at me. I put them on above my biceps. I don't have massive arms, but they fit nicely and tightly. He pulled my pants slightly down and added a second mark next to the first one. "I almost forgot! Now let's go" as he stuffed two or three bottles of poppers into his pockets. We drove for another twenty or twenty-five minutes. It was my first time in this city, and I could not believe how big it was. I also realized I was getting so far away from my hotel that it would be difficult for me to go back by myself if I had to. This thought freaked me out a bit, especially as I did not know where he was taking me. But then I felt my ass all wet from his cum and any fear vanished. I just wanted to get more and do whatever he wanted me to do. We arrived before a large hangar-like building, which seemed to be located in some kind of residential area from the little I could see in the dark. The parking lot was full, so we had to park on a nearby street. We entered the building to a reception/bar/coat check desk. He paid for both our cover. He checked a little bag containing his car keys and wallet. I had nothing to check myself as he had told me not to take anything with me. Not even my phone. The layout seemed a bit strange, with some parts of the place being outdoors. We walked through some poorly lit narrow corridors. The place was packed, and we had to make our way between guys waiting in front of the stalls aligned along the halls. Hands were flying around, brushing my crotch and butt, but he was firmly holding my hand, dragging me through the crowd. He knew where we were going. We finally got to the open entrance to a completely dark room. From outside, it smelled like sweat, poppers and cum. I could only hear noises from guys moaning and fucking, but I could not see anything but the shadows of a few guys posted inside near the entrance. We were still in the hall, right in front of the entrance. I was getting a bit nervous, but I felt his breath in my neck. He was behind me, rubbing his crotch to my dripping ass. My pants probably had a wet stain from the two loads I already had. His hands were all over my stomach and chest as he was biting my neck. He grabbed my t-shirt from the bottom and pulled it off over my head. I was in my cum stained sweatpants, shirtless, with just my golden chain and two leather armbands on. I felt something being pulled down my head and everything went completely dark, even though we weren't in the room yet. I tried to reach to my face and feel what it was. It was a leather blindfold. "Sshh" he said as he pulled my hands down, away from it. "Now, let's the real fun begin" he said as he pushed me into the dark room.

Chapter 24: Family Fun The next few weeks were somewhat crazy with us helping to take care of the pizza boy and prepare for finals. One night as my partner and I were about to breed, I received a video chat request from my new dad. Shortly after I accepted my brother and his partner joined in, just like us and dad buck naked. Dad said he just wanted to check in on us to make sure we were studying hard for finals, but still fucking our brains out. He had no idea that his son was now poz, and after the call ended, my partner and I discussed if or when we should tell him. Before he left though, he reminded us about his Christmas orgy and asked if we were coming. My partner and I discussed it and had already decided we would. Dad was excited to hear we were coming, and that he was excited to see both of his sons partners breeding each other, and him breeding my partner. Dad stood up infront of the camera showing his hard leaking cock and told both of our partners to do the same. We all stroked our cocks to completion and dad came first and exited the chat. Now came the weird part as my brother told me that his roommate was actually more than that but they were partners. When I asked if dad knew, he said yes. They had made a trip home earlier and he let dad know. Curious, I asked what dad's reaction was, and he said it was complicated, and we would discuss at Christmas. He then suggested that we both have a drink as he had something he wanted to discuss. He started by saying that his partner was poz, but suggested he go off meds to infect him. My partner and I were blown away, and really didn't know what to say, trying to not let anything slip! My brother asked me what I thought, and I lied saying my partner and I had never had that conversation even though my partner was undetectable on meds. My brother then asked my partner if going off meds to infect someone ever crossed his mind. My partner said no, and my brother asked if I did ask him to do so, would he. I was hoping that my partner would not spill the beans, and he didn't. My partner just said it was a tough decision and he'd cross the bridge if he came to it. I quickly ended the conversation by questioning my brother. I began by asking him if it was something he wanted, and he said no it was something he needed. He said he and his partner had a great relationship, but something was missing. Once again I lied and said one doesn't have to become poz just to satisfy their partner and make their bond stronger. My brother said he loved our family situation and his main reason to need to poz was that he wanted to create his own family. He said unlike our dad, he would never have a child with a woman, but if per chance he did, it would be years before he would introduce them to the family values. Both my partner and I were rock hard, and my partner suggested we continue the conversation at Christmas and we both get busy with our roommates. My brother agreed. After we logged off, my partner and I just looked at each other in amazement. I asked him if I really just heard what my brother said, and he said he had that same question. We were both horny as hell, but decided to discuss the chat first. We both agreed that we were shocked, especially as our situations were so similar. He then asked if I would ever tell my brother I was already poz. I said as I look at it, it's just like anonymous sex, don't ask don't tell. He said what if my brother asked. I answered him just as he earlier said to my brother, I'd cross that bridge if I ever got to it. My partner and I then had some of the most amazing sex. He blew 2 loads up my ass, and I loaded him once.

my husband and i luv it in public at the baThs - but we also get one of the larger rooms and just leave the door open - almost the same effect... sometimes one of us will go out in the halls to drum up business - "Hey, there's a hot guy in 304 taking raw loads - go check him out."

Is it just me that has been watching the World Cup, getting hard, and thinking it's like soft core porn?! These men, of all teams, are studs! They can sit on my face! Love me some Mason Mount! He can mount anytime on me!

Chapter 1 The Kid was getting ready for work. He and his girlfriend had a nice weekend at a cabin. He had fun and they fucked like rabbits. For some reason she was getting more aggressive in bed. He didn’t mind it but he felt something was missing. He thought about the wild time at the bath house and park, what he could remember, while fucking her and it almost always got him off. One night when he was alone and jerking off he was watching porn and until he turned on gay porn he couldn’t get real hard but with this he shot a big load. Being young he always produced huge loads. Guess the saying ‘ Young and full of Cum’ was true. It had been three weeks since his night at the park and no one else approached him so he thought it was in the past and there would be no lingering issues he had to deal with. He felt bad the next day after and his ass was sore for a couple days. This was the First time he felt bad and he wasn’t this sore since he was at the bath house a while back. From what he read in blogs, this was his badge of whoredom. He was walking on his street one day and thought he saw the Cop that ripped his hole open at the park. His ass puckered a little in excitement and he ducked into a nearby alley to avoid being seen. After that he was paranoid about being seen in public but at the same time his work required he be out and around. One day he was walking through the office hallway and passed a guy that reached back and patted him on the ass. He froze for a moment and didn’t do anything then walked on. He didn’t even look to see who it was. He knew that his dirty little secrete might not be a big secrete anymore, at least to someone at the office. After he calmed down from the initial shock of it, he realized that he the act excited him and his cock was stirring, almost to being noticeable, or though he though. He walked back to his office and one of the ladies in a cubicle noticed the bulge and smiled at him. He turned red in the face with embarrassment. This lady was always smiling at him and when she was twice his age she was making always looking his way and she would where mid length skirts and would find ways to give him glimpses up her thighs. He had heard of ‘ Cougars ‘ but thought it was an urban myth. He was loosing interest in women and He knew that he wanted a hard hot cock splitting his ass more than anything or sticking his cock in a tight ass hole. One day he was in the restroom at the urinal and a guy walked in and stood that the urinal next to his an the guy unzipped and pulled out a nice size cock. The guy made sure the Kid could get a good look at it and the Guy noticed the Kid staring. This I what he hoped the Kid would do. The Guy reached over and put his hand down the back of the kid’s pants and cupped the Kids ass cheeks. He looked at the Kid and told him “ I knew that was you in the streaming Vid “. The Kid knew that he was caught, and of all places at work. The guy asked “ Does that sweet little girlfriend know about your Kinky side”? He looked into the Kid’s eyes and said “ I will be in here after hours. I suggest you work after hours and meet me in here, unless you want everyone to know what a fag you really are “.

One night in Chicago, went out cruising with a guy I had just met. Went to an ABS. Eventually, him and another guy ended up on the bathroom floor 69'ing. I stood over them and gave them both a good piss shower. Got into a tube in a backroom of a Chicago bar for piss party. Got in a pool one guy's dick up my hole and another guy's dick down my throat while guys walked by and piss on us the entire time we were playing. Reeked of piss when it was done. One time a buddy lead me by a leash on my collar through a crowed hotel lobby, went to a room and gave me to a big dicked black man to use. After that, we went to an ABS, me on the leash again and blindfolded. I never saw who's dick was in my ass. whomever he choose I had to take their load. Left with 14 loads in my ass. Jizz was dripping down my leg as I left. Done some ever raunchier and dirtier things but can talk about them here. Just know they were all a blast.

Always like doing that and, especially when at a Bathhouse in a sling +Chicago, Dallas, Philadelphia, etc.), having a group watching, jerking and, eventually, joining in, or just glazing me. Can do that for hours, and have many times. Love it!

I had had two previous encounters with this young stud. Always the same, face down ass up on a pile of pillows covered by a sheet. our last meeting was damn intense. Was nearly 100 outside and he was fucking my 2nd hole good and punching my guts deep. I was pouring sweat and believe I passed out a few times. zThis time I was ready wit new poppers desentizing lube loaded in my hole. I heard him come down the steps and get behind me. Started rubbing and smacking my thick white ass. He inserted one finger and felt the line. . Damn you already ready slut, he said. Fuck me I I said slide it in slow. He lubed his cock with gun oil a pressed against my crack and rubbed up and down till he found my hold. Then began the long slow insertion. Less than 30 sec he was balls deep. Has to be 10.5-11 inches and 7.5 thick. I hit my poppers and he start immediately hammering my fuck hole. 10 minutes.. I stop him so I can hit again.. back at it he goes. This you boy can FUCK. I start gripping is huge cock it’s pulls out and open on the deep thrust. He moans how good that is and he can’t hold back. I feel every jet if cum and throb of his cock. Damn I’m full. He said he needs a short break and smoke. He smokes a bowl and I raise my ass and wiggle.. bam he ready for more. I hit the poppers and just as my rush hits he goes deep on one hard thrust he is pounding my 2nd hole wide open and beating the back wall of my guts like a punching bag. . I feel it build deep in me. I have the most amazing anal orgasm. My hole pushed out trying to expel the monster cock.. but he keeps fucking, . I hit my poppers hard again and bite the pillow. Over and over again my hole convulses and my whole body shakes. Then my hole just hangs wide open., it lost its fight with the huge monster cock. I’m just withering and moaning and as he continues to pummel my fully diaolatef and wide gaped hole.. after another 5 minutes my ass has turned a full used and ruined pussy/man cunt! !! He then tenses up and hooded his cocky deep as ever inside one and unloads another huge load of cum in my guts! After he pulls out my hole will not shut. After 10 minutes recovery my hole I s still wide open and I dress and leave. I can wait for my big cocked lover to invite me over again for another pussy pounding!!

So there are two guys. Both equally attractive and take loads. I see them out and about. One has a good job, intelligent, kinda picky, very handsome. Great body. Says all the right things, feels good, kisses good. He invites me over. But for some reason my dick just won’t respond. I want to be into him but my mind won’t let me. My body feels good, but my hormones don’t respond. The other guy is an unashamed slut. Hot as well, but straight out the gutter and bad news. Takes loads in front of anyone. I’m almost sure he gave me an STD once. And when I see him, I feel like my dick is going to explode it’s so hard. I fuck him for a minute, I start cumming. Just typing this now has me horny. Why? There is nothing wrong with the first guy. Usually I’m very logical and rational. But when it come to sex, I guess the body wants what it wants.

When I climed out of the cabin I was afraid Joe would see the sex satisfied glow in my face, the bounce in my step. But he was just too tired to notice anything. The three of us had some breakfast on deck and then Joe climed down into the cabin for much needed sleep. For the next couple of weeks Claude and I managed to find some private time and space during the day or night to suck each other off. I knew the longer this continued the bolder we got. It was only a matter of time before Joe would catch us in the act, or so I thought. It didn't come down to that in the end. It turned out he knew what we were up to all along. After lunch one day when Claude and I were feeling particularly horny and desperately trying to find some blowjob time and space Joe said; "Don't let me stand in your way. I know you're horny for each other. Just go ahead and suck or fuck or whatever you need to do. Who knows, I might even watch and have a good wank. God knows I could use one. Don't be shy. " Despite his words I was shy; but not Claude. He immediately moved his crotch in front of my face, dropped his sweats to the floor and presented me his semi hard on. I looked at Joe who smiled at me, winked and nodded his head. I tentatively reached for Claude's substantial cock and slowly took it in my mouth. As his cock was hardening he took hold of my hair and began to face fuck me. His cock now balls deep in my throat demanded all my attention, I had now completely forgotten about Joe. Claude pulled my loose shirt up and I released him long enough for him to remove it over my head. I was right back on his luscious meat and soon he had a wet finger inside my shorts probing at my hole. Over a month had passed since I'd had any attention down there, I needed his cock, I needed to get fucked. I had soon slipped out of my cargo shorts and bent myself over the cockpit bench. Claude was quickly rimming my ass and I was startled back to Joe's presence as he audibly gasped, 'Fuck yeah!' My moment of self-consciousness passed quickly as Claude proceeded in the best tongue fuck I had ever experienced. He stopped for a moment and I thought I could hear him ask, "Do you want to watch me fuck him?" "Fuck yeah!" Was Joe's enthusiastic response. Soon Claude's raw cock was teasing my hole. I snuck a look and Joe had his huge cock out and was stroking it like there'd be no tomorrow. Claude hoarked on his cock and my hole and with only spit for lube his mushroom cock head penetrated my ring. "Holy fuck Claude, where's the condom?" Joe's astonished voice. "Believe me, this is the only way he wants cock in his ass." Claude Joe, "Seriously?" Me, "Just fuck me already!" My hole was tight, it had been so long. But the pain of penetration was so exquisite, and soon Claude was balls deep and all pain transformed to pure pleasure. He pounded away doggie position for the longest time, until he sat on the bench and I lowered myself onto his stiff rod and rode it for all I was worth. Eventually we managed to figure out how he could enter me in missionary position and I begged him with my eyes to breed me. His pace picked up, his breathing became erratic and then he plunged deep into me. I felt every convulsion of his grand cock and knew he was filling me with copious amounts of his hot spunk. I heard a great gasp and looked towards Joe just in time to see him shoot his orgasm all over his stomach and chest having opened his shirt. "Holy fuck! You came in his ass!" "Did you expect him to pull out?" Me "Didn't you want him to?" Joe "I've bred his hairy ass many times. So have about one hundred other men." Claude As I scooped some cum from my ass and was moving it to my mouth, "Probably over 500. Not boasting. Just naming reality." Claude bent down, his cock still solidly up my ass and planted a French kiss on my mouth. Joe just shook his head his eyes wide open in disbelief of what he had just witnessed. To be continued ...

It appears WHO officials have settled on a new name for Monkeypox - MPOX. https://apple.news/AU3gNGS5_QnO6wT3pJ3GaAA Some of us have been using MPX, so need to add a letter going forward…

Eden Hazard ex Chelsea player and Belgian captain definitely has the best ass in football (soccer) in my opinion. What I would do to get my face in there after he’s played a match! Woof!

Mason and his best friend Declan Rice 😍

🤨 So, you didn’t mean to deceive him, but you would have if you’d thought it through? Nice. No sympathy, for either of you. Saying that you’ve been ‘dumped’ suggests you were ever in some kind of relationship to begin with, instead of just a convenient long-running NSA fucking arrangement. He’s married. You found this out secondhand, so you have no idea whether he’s open for play or whether you’re abetting his infidelity. But hey, what’s it to you, the sex is great, you’re all don’t-ask-don’t-tell, and you’re ethically challenged anyway. Why not? From your perspective, it’s all about you. Maybe, possibly, on his side, it’s not all about him. He cared enough about the other guy to marry him, so two possibilities: He doesn’t want to get HIV and infect his partner, or he’s afraid he’ll get it, be caught cheating, and lose his marriage. Either way, he’s rethinking where his values lie (not with you). Now, clearly, he doesn’t have a good understanding of what Undetectable means. From the way you describe his vanilla sexual style, that’s not really surprising. You could have done both of you some good by making that conversation a teachable moment and explained why he wasn’t at risk. Instead, it sounds like you were too taken up with your own feelings of rejection to consider his concern. So, not sure what you’re expecting to hear. He has every right - and ethically possibly an obligation - to pull back from you, given his commitment. You have no reason to think yourself owed anything from a NSA fuck bud who you never bothered to tell your status to in the first place. It’s not clear where you’re from, but in the United States, there are 10 states in which it is illegal for a person with HIV not to disclose status, even if Undetectable. It never feels good for someone to reject you for being Poz. Of course it feels shitty. Until the stigma is gone, it probably won’t be the last time it happens. You can go a long way toward preventing it by disclosing up front and making sure the guy knows why you’re safe to play. For now, pick yourself up, brush yourself off, and move on to someone who’s actually available.

But... Had You lied and you were both still having sex, things would be different than they have been. You would always know/have known that the man You were breeding wasn't accepting You into himself, but some 'sanitized' version of what 'should' be vs what is, I.e, what You had would have been false, a lie, vs true.

There's a great French movie (Bang Gang) about teenage sex and STIs which is based on a true life story of a group of kids who were having orgies and came down with a bunch of STIs - including many getting syphilis. I highly recommend watching it - it's well done… But at the end of the day the issue of STIs is yet another reason why you shouldn't be having sex with kids. You may think you're getting away with it, but the kid gets an STI and lots of questions will be asked…

Nah... i think You are right to live honestly. Sex is one of the most intimate connections two people can have, lying about who and how You are takes that element away. This guy is now having to face who and how he is and decide if he wants reality and honesty or some Disney notion. Risk is part of the equation of human connection, denying that or lying about it doesn't make it less so. i would not rule him out yet. he may just be facing reality for the first time and wrestling with this. It's possible that he will end up missing and wanting what you two have and growing and changing as a result, becoming more honest and real vs living and acting in denial about the risks involved in living as a man with his particular needs and wants.

I"m glad you enjoyed it and you are welcome to do it again. *oink*

Chapter 25: Home for the Holidays Going home for Christmas with my partner was somewhat of an odd situation. I had not told my dad or brother that I was partnered, nor that my partner pozzed me. We decided at some point, we would tell him about being partners, but not mention that we were both poz. My dad set us up in a nice hotel not far away, but said we could spend the weekend at his home as his wife was taking a weekend getaway with her friends. We arrived at the hotel, showered and deep cleaned. Just after we got out of the shower, my phone rang and it was my brother. He suggested that we get together for some cock and tails before heading to dad's house. I asked him where he was, and lo and behold he was in the room adjoining us. I knocked on my door between the rooms and when he opened his side, both he and his partner were also buck naked after just getting out of the shower. Apparently my brother knew our rooms were adjoining as he had already poured drinks for all of us. My brother quickly noticed the matching metal cockrings on us. We downed our drinks and told him we had planned to announce at dad's that we were not just roomies, but now partners. My brother said that we should celebrate before going to dad's, as dad enjoyed a pre loaded hole. Then being an ass, he said you know that dad wants your partners ass, and that if I was the only one fucking him, he'd need to open that hole some. Now I really never got mad at my brother until now. Knowing that he needed to be pozzed, and I had the power to do so, I just said bend over ill show you I might not be large, but had learned to become a great top. He then said I hope you last more than a few minutes like you did when you fucked me previously. That was it! My brother was going to get what be needed, just not from his partner! I mounted his ass and pounded him furiously for about 20 minutes before seeding him. As I came I blurted out take my load, almost saying dirty load. While we were breeding, my partner was getting fucked by my brothers partner. It was my turn to be an ass. I looked at my brother and said although his partner was hung, I hoped he had some more aggressive fuck buddies on the side! We all had a good laugh and ate our loads from the bottoms and cleaned the tops cocks. Just then our dad called and asked where we were? He said he was at the pool stroking, and that if we didn't get there soon his load would be wasted on his chest instead of my partners ass. My brother laughed and said don't worry we wanted to make sure that 2 of us came preloaded. With that I shoved a plug up my brothers ass, and his partner shoved one up my partners ass. With that we headed to dads. Next up Chapter 26: Spreading our Legs and the News.

The number of times I've shot my load to this story over the years is preTTy high - one of my all-time favorites - I would have loved this happening when I was a teen.

At 53 and being a major slut for almost 40 years, I have a lot to choose from, so it is hard to say what the raunchiest thing I've ever done was. From your examples, in a church (with a girl), in a store (several times), on an open street (several times, I have at least 1 story about it posted in the " Your Last Load" forum), yes. Train and foyer, no. By far the most disgusting thing I've ever done was breed a guy, then took a shit in his mouth and then let him wash it down with my piss straight from the tap, the last time I did it to him was in a bathhouse with other guys watching. It wasn't really my thing, but he talked me into it and I tried it a few times just to be sure, I definitely never kissed him. A regular thing that I do that is fairly raunchy in sex clubs, is to loudly offer to lube bottoms up with the cum leaking from my hole before I fuck them.

Sure would, I love a good hate fuck!

Once or twice a week I whore out my 38yo husband. He's very good looking, and a popular cumdump in the region of Ghent, Belgium. The usual routine is for me to reach out via grindr, romeo and a local chat site to tops looking for a hole to breed. I send him the address, and he serves cock, never knowing who he has to get bred by. On a slow evening, he'll be home at 22h with 4, 5 loads, mostly student cum. On a good night, 10, 15 men unload in him. When he comes home, I have him squat over my face and release the seed accumulated in his cunt for me to felch. Then it's my turn to breed, fist and abuse his hole. Last week I was in a rare bottom mood, I had him push out a nice collection of frat boy loads into a jar, used a syringe to inject them into my hole, and went to a bath house where I had 3 guys in quick succession fuck and breed me.

When at bathhouses, I probably miss a few loads because I generally refuse to go to private rooms. You get to fuck me in the public areas or not at all 😈

A couple weeks ago a fuck bud of mine came over for some fun. He's a 20 something black guy with a really nice 7.5" dick and an incredibly sexy hairy butt and hole. It's especially hot since from the waste up he is very smooth. As someone who loves a hairy ass I loved the surprise of seeing such a hairy bottom. I love eating it and it feels especially good on raw dick. We spent about 30 minutes having great sex. He's a wonderful kisser, loves to suck dick and inhale poppers. He knows I'm poz, undetectable and we have never even discussed using condoms. By the end of the evening I sent him home with my load. The next morning he called me and told me he forgot his watch and would come by sometime to pick it up. Two days later around 10AM he shows up at my door. He said he was on his way for his 3 month PrEP checkup and my house was on the way. I went to the bedroom to grab the watch and when I came back he kissed me. I didn't think he had time to have sex but it was game on. He started undoing my pants and got on his knees and put his dick in my mouth. While he was sucking he handed me poppers. I was in heaven. I pulled him up took another hit of poppers and shotgunned the scent into his mouth. We kissed ravenously until I turned him around bent him over and started eating his ass. My god that awesome ass. I got it so wet that my spit was clinging to his pubes. I pulled him up again and kissed him so he could taste his ass, We both hit the poppers and I turned him around again ate his ass some more tasting his musk before I slid in. I only fucked him for a few minutes until I couldn't hold back and went balls deep pumping my semen inside him. I slowly pulled out and was so turned on by my pearly white semen clinging to his short hairs . I couldn't resist tasting just a bit....My cum and his musky ass. I reached up and shared some with him. He said he had to go as his appointment was soon. After he left I was so turned on knowing he was going into an HIV clinic with my load freshly planted. Would some leak out? If it did would the doc smell it? Would they do an anal swab for STD's? I hoped that when he was getting counseled on safe sex he would feel my load in his ass.

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

I’d like to find a commitment dude to make videos with. I’m open to all nit concerned about hiding my face in pornographic videos. I’m sorry I didn’t get into amateur pornographic footage at the beginning of onlyfans and where ever else opportunities to sell perverted Poz tops giving everything to me before walking away never to be scene again.☣️

Part 20 I was feeling great, and the memory of the previous day’s adventures was fading. The pain had gone, I was feeling horny and hungry, and those pics just lit up a fire in me. Gone those terrors I had the night before, the doubts that had been haunting my mind for the past week. I was rubbing my cock through my underwear, looking avidly at that cock pic he said he had taken live when he sent it. I was remembering that first time he had loaded my ass with his poz cum, just a few days ago, and I could not understand why I had been so freaked out all week long. “Make sure you’re ready at 8pm, boy! And prepare some change of clothes as you won’t be back before tomorrow!” he texted as I was jerking on his pic. I edged myself a few times, checking pozzing videos online and imagining it would soon be me. I got up around 11AM and figured I should eat something now in order to prep for 8PM. I grabbed some brunch and decided to walk around the city and explore until I had to get ready. With all the meetings, I had not had any time to discover the area, which turned out to be pretty nice. Beach, pier, a very nice afternoon with a constant boner thinking about his poz dick. With my hands in my pockets, I was continuously rubbing my cock, and was checking the time frantically hoping 8PM would come faster. I got back at my hotel around 5:30PM and started prepping, sniffing a bit of poppers from time to time. I was at the curb in front of my hotel at 8PM sharp. At that point, I was just too horny and excited to think about anything else but that dick and cum. The loss of my PrEp had escaped my mind completely. An old blue Toyota stopped right in front of me. It was him. He motioned me to get in . I sat by him and closed the door. “Look what you’re doing to me, boy!” I looked down and his dick was out of his pants, fully hard. He pulled me in and gave me a deep kiss, before pushing my head down to his cock. “Kiss it, boy.” I did and he put it back into his pants. “Soon, it will be all yours” he added as he started driving. We drove for twenty-five minutes until we got to a motel. We got out of the car and he told me to wait while he would get the keys to the room. He came back five minutes later and we made our way to the second floor into a double room. It was clean but old looking. “Make yourself comfortable, we’ll spend quite some time here”. I dropped my bag and went to the bathroom. When I came out, he had dimmed the light and he was naked. “Strip down to your jocks, boy.” he ordered. I took my pants and t-shirt off. I was just wearing my white jockstrap. “On your knees here.” I kneeled in front of him. “Open your mouth” I did and he spit into it before shoving his already hard cock down my throat. He started to fuck my face mindlessly, firmly holding my head from behind. I was trying to catch quick breaths between thrusts as best as I could until he pulled completely out. “Climb onto the bed now, ass up.” I did and he started eating my ass, pushing his tongue as deep as possible and making my hole all wet and sloppy. After ten minutes, he got up and lined his dick with my hole and started pushing the tip into it. “It’s time again, boy. You got already one poz load from me a week ago. But now, it’s one additional week without meds for me. My dick is more toxic than it was last time” he said while sliding in slowly. I could feel every inch entering my ass, with the help of his spit and precum. His poz dick was getting inside me and I was feeling strangely high. He waited to be fully in before starting to fuck me harder. I could tell he was horny as hell. After a few minutes, he flipped me to my back and shoved his dick right back in. “I want to look at your face, boy”. He picked up the pace and screamed as he shot his load. “ Turn around.” I felt something on my right butt cheek. “There, that’s load number one”. He had marked my ass. “Tonight, I’ll turn you into a Poz cumdump, boy. A poz cumdump who’ll beg for toxic loads”.

This is FICTION. It didn't happen. ? I couldn't believe it was about to happen. It took weeks of exchanging texts full of egg plant emojis, and then our coffee meet up, and then that risky step of telling Lucas of my secret pent up desire. I was worried he was going to get upset or weirded out when I confessed to him why I started messaging him on adam4adam those weeks ago. Much to my pleasant surprise, he was just as excited about making me poz as I was about taking a load from his giant aidsmaker . I told him of my fixation with one particular story that I wanted to experience for myself. It was a powerful and intoxicating story that brought me to the edge of insanity that began with four simple words: Five Minutes to AIDS. I can't remember how many times I read that story and the strength of the grasp that narrative held on me. I tried to forget about it often, but I was fixated to say the least. And it was about to be my turn. I felt Lucas's hot breath as he whispered into my ear that which we had rehearsed through text messages nights before this night, "Are you sure you want this poz dick in your boyhole? You want my HVL pumped into you?" I didn't hesitate. I knew that once I told him the "go" with the right phrase, he would strive to infect me with his HVL in under five seconds. "Fuck yeah, I want your aidsmaker! Give it to me. Give me your AIDS!" Lucas played along just as we scripted, "You want to be another bug chaser getting infected by AIDS?" "Yes!" I immediately affirmed, "I want your dangerous deathdick to destroy me!" "This is your last chance. You're about to be one more faggot dying from AIDs.." Lucas both warned and teased. I felt the tip of his thick long cock lightly press against my pre-lubed hole. I gave him the go phrase, "I want death cum in my butt. I want to die from your AIDS!" I barely finished the last word as I felt him jab in his deathcock deep inside me. He pounded me at an unimaginable rate like a jackhammer and informed me in no uncertain terms ""Fuck, bitch, yeah, you're getting it now, giving you my AIDS! Three guys already died from my AIDS! You're next!" I immediately felt his cock twitching and pulsing. Oh fuck, I'm getting AIDS now!!! My cock erupted a moment later as the though of his HVL making its way inside me nearly made me scream in both horror and delight. He quickly pulled out as I gasped for breath and completed our plan, "That was a hot fuck. I loved hearing you say you wanted my deathdick." In between pants, I replied "I did. I wanted your deathcum in my butt. Thank you for your AIDS cum." Exhausted, I began to drift off to sleep thinking to myself "I'm going to be number four."

The rain showed no signs of letting up as Jason continued his slow lost walk through the dark streets of London. He couldn't remember why he got kicked out the club he just knew that the bouncers made it very clear he needed to fuck off, despite being sure that his girl was still in there with his phone. He had been trying to find a cash machine for the last half an hour but all the streets seemed the same and in his drunk state he had gotten turned around so many times he didnt know where he was. All he knew was that he was soaked through, his white polo now clinging to his young body and his trackies wrapped tight around his muscled ass. He turned down another dark alley and walked halfway down before the rain took another turn for the worst and began hammering down so hard he could barely see two feet in front of him. He threw himself into the doorway of the nearest store front which such drunken force he stumbled right through the door and collapsed on the floor inside as a large burly black man stood over him. “Well what little white rabbit has been washed up in this storm” he gruffed has he gripped the young Jason by the scruff of his soaked wet collar and effortlessly lifted him up to his feet. Jason swayed a little trying to clear his head and tried to regain some composure and dignity. “Shit sorry mate, sorry, heads all over the place, just trying to figure out my way home and that” he slurred as he swayed on his feet. “Dont you worry little rabbit, just take a second” Jason's eyes tried to focus but in his drunk state he couldn't make out much. The room was a foyer, bright and warm. There were posters all over the walls and another slightly older man was stood behind a counter with a sheet of glass across it. There were a couple of towels ready to be passed out. “What is this place mate” Jason asked confused but appreciating the warmth. “This is a sauna, and likely the perfect place for you, looks like you need to warm up and dry off” said this big black beast as he took a fistful of Jason polo and squeezed a large amount of rain water from it. “Its twenty for entry and you can stay as long as you like and enjoy all the facilities on hand” smirked the man behind the counter. “Plus we will even dry your clothes for you so they will be nice and dry in the morning after the rain has stopped.” Jason's eyes glazed slightly. The man behind the counter was topless, slender and hairless but with an assortment of tattoos over him including a chemical symbol and a large scorpion. Whilst he looked intimidating for someone who essentially worked on a reception, it was warm here, and he could use somewhere to relax. He couldn't keep walking around in this rain and catch a cold, plus who could he call without his phone. Maybe it was all the drink but this seemed like a smart idea. So he took out his wallet and passed over his bank card. “Okay awesome, perfect yeah. And you'll dry my clothes too yeah. I aint getting sick from that” “Dont you worry” said the man behind the counter “Its not wet clothes that will get you sick here” his smile creeping wider across his face as he scratched the biohazard symbol across his chest. The big burly black bouncer got behind Jason and began patting him down. “Right rabbit just spread your legs for me. Standard procedure here especially for sweet young chav flesh like you. Just need to make sure you aint trying to sneak in your own stuff here you get me” “Er yeah sure man sure” said Jason as those big black hands began to rub Jason's chest brushing his nipples as they rubbed against the wet material of the polo. “Right this needs to come off, makes sense to chuck in the tumblr dryer now hey Brian” said the bouncer as he began pulling off Jasons wet polo straight over his head. “Smart thinking there Dean, get it all through and we will sort this lad out now”. “You heard him lad” said Dean as his thick thumbs tucked into Jasons trackies and pulled them down in one fluid motion revealing immediately a pearly white smooth behind. “Woah shit mate, fuck what are you doing!” Jason spluttered as Dean exposed him totally naked. Immediately throwing his hands to cover his soft wet cock and low hanging balls. “Ha! Look at this little perv walking round commando and he gets all precious haha” laughed Dean as he put his foot between Jason's legs preventing him from pulling the wet garment back up. “Don't worry about it we are only messing, in fact I'm commando right now too” Dean said as he grabbed his crotch which seemed to be creeping halfway down his leg as he gave it a shake in his loose fitting trousers. He pushed his hips forward so that Jason's face brushed against it being bent over trying to pull his trousers up. “Chill out rabbit its fine, we are all men here, you're good. Besides we are helping you out so lets just get you sorted and into the sauna to relax and warm up”. Jason relented and stood up straight. He stepped out of his trackies, and stood there naked aside from some wet trainers and white socks. “Good rabbit, now just turn round and I just need to check one last thing to see if you are concealing anything. Hands on the counter and spread your legs for me” Jason didnt know what to do, there was something in him screaming this was fucked up, but what more could he do, here he was naked, being man handled by a big muscled bouncer and he didnt want to end up naked out in London in this weather. So against all better judgement and under the haze of alcohol he turned around placed his hands on the counter and bent over. The man behind the counter took the clothes and threw them into a laundry basket, came back and placed his hands over Jason's holding them in place. “Dont worry kid this is all standard procedure. This is a pretty exclusive place and we get all sorts trying to come in and ruin the fun. We are doing you a favour by letting you in, just need to make sure you arent trying to fuck us over”. “Its cool I understand, Its cool” Jason mumbled as he felt Dean kneel and spread his cheeks apart. Dean couldn't resist licking his lips and the tiny pink hole was revealed. It was obvious nothing had ever gone up there looking like a collectors piece. He couldnt wait to see the mess this boy would be when the morning came. He took a long suck of his large index calloused index finger and slowly applied pressure to the tight puckered hole. “Oh oh oh fuck mate what the fuck” Jason cried as he tried to pull away from the counter whilst Brian held his hands down in place “ssssh ssssh just relax and push out, it'll make it easier” Dean continued the force and pushed in deep in one unrelenting motion straight to his knuckle and the wiggled around, making sure to flick Jason's newly discovered prostate and taking the opportunity to drag his nail around those fresh fleshy walls. “Good and tight and feels clean” he announced as he pulled his finger out with an abrupt pop, “but just let me check one more thing. As Brian distracted Jason with some small bullshit talk about how it was almost over and he would be relaxing real soon, Dean dug out a nice chunk of crystal from his little baggie and placed it on his wet finger “Right rabbit one last check” he said and he once again pushed the finger back up inside the young lads tight hole making sure the crystal went in nice and deep. “Oh fuck what was that” Jason bellowed as he bucked his body up. “My bad, probably just my finger nail” Dean softly replied as he pulled his finger out stood up, staring into the a confused and slightly bewildered Jason. “Dont worry Rabbit, all done now and you can go and relax” Brian handed Jason his towels and buzzed him through a door as Jason slowly stumbled through the doors trying to shake off the feeling that this was a terrible idea. The door shut behind him and the electronic lock clicked into place. Jason walked through past Brian in the reception and shuffled towards the direction of the lockers not looking back, missing Brian taking long tender sucks on Deans finger, cleaning the pink streaks and residue of meth that had been pushed deep into Jasons guts slowly dissolving with every step he took.

Very true. Actually when you were there in 93 it was already becoming more str8. I started going there in the late 70's and moved there in 84. Those early days were amazing.

I've had 5.5 cocks and 10+ breed me. It just depends on technique of the top. I'm NOT a good throater, so average works best for oral. It does feel great having a long cock hit the second hole, but can be brutal if he lasts a long time and aggressively breeding.

Hey, looking for tops, to come load my hole in Concord hotel next week We'd and Thursday nights.

You made me squirt. Thank you.

i wondered some of this stuff as well: Is the guy being fucked married to a woman or a man? Are they in an open relationship? None of that is stated. If he is cheating and lying, he may already have that eating at him, or maybe he's ignorant and thinks he can cheat and still avoid the STD risk? Who knows, there's lots of guys out there who really act on that notion. Our sex drive is a strong thing. Also, gay relationships can be different, i've had more than a few long term FB's who i fell for in a sense, even if it didn't qualify as a standardly defined relationship, it was still a relationship i valued on an emotional level. my own belief is, lying and deception make for a fake relationship, or at least a partial, fragmented one. i do not think it is right, let alone worth it. To me, every time we lie about who we are, and subsequently cheat, we are what is wrong with society. We can only control our self, i don't know anyone who values being lied to or cheated, i sure don't, so it makes sense to me not to be that person. Anyone here who knows my story knows i was in a religious web for many years, married to a woman and cheated with Men, i felt rotten every time i cheated and hated myself for it. It cost me everything to become an honest person, but it's so worth it. It sucks feeling rejected, or not even considered because i put "undetectable" in all my online profiles, but to me, it beats the alternative.

Loved the Top in this one. Asking if the bottom wanted his babies, then see his powerful orgasm. I love a Top like that.

I've done worse.

Man, I L-O-V-E being used a piece of meat! That's why I love whoring myself out at bathhouses to anyone

I am usually hard before the cock enters my ass, but once it does, I get harder. Always was that way. Just aroused by a bare cock in my ass.

i don't know if you so much "need guidance" on how to do this as possibly whether or not you really want to. LAMO at hungry_hole's suggestion of an eHarmony account. Following the implied idea of a "cumdump" is a cum dumpster. A dumpster or trash can is not choosy or selective, Oh sure, there are those recycling bins that try to get users to only deposit select refuse, but those aren't really dumpsters, eh? i think being a cum dumpster is more a state of mind than a methodology. Honestly, i think the term "dump" doesn't really fit because i think a Mans seed is precious stuff, and my read of most bottoms is they feel similarly. i've picked more than a few used condoms off the floor at seedy fuck joints and emptied their contents into my hole. i cringe at porn or the idea of a Man spilling His seed on the outside of a warm bottom. What a fucking waste (literally lol). That said, there's lots on this site about being an 'ethical slut.' To me, that involves getting on PreP if you're neg, or staying undetectable and on meds if you are poz. And, otherwise, getting checked routinely for STD's . To me, it is neither negative or irresponsible to have sex, that's a cultural construct used to control. The notion of "making sure ppl are negative" is part of that construct. The only person you can make sure is negative is you. If society fostered that attitude instead of trying to control everyone else, STD's would not be stigmatized and would likely be less. We can catch a disease going to the grocery store or using a public drinking fountain, but there is no stigma attached to shopping or getting a drink of water. Sex? Not so much.

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

About time!

your words are cruel but so right, despite my humiliation. Y will to be used as cumdump gives me shame but to be fucked addiction is too strong. Would love falling in strangler hands like you.

Part 16 -“Open your mouth, bitch”. I complied and felt him spit onto my tongue. -“Swallow!” -“Good boy! Now open again!” he ordered as he shoved his dick into my mouth. I gagged a bit as it hit the back of my throat but he was holding my head firmly in place so I could not back out. He was fucking my head like a maniac, I could only feel his balls slapping my chin and his sweat drip onto my forehead. The room was unusually hot and I suspected he had turned the heat up. The smell of sweat was almost getting me high and I was trying to catch as much of his manly scent as I could when catching my breath in between his thrusting movements. After a few minutes, he slowed his movements down, and I could hear him pant, trying to catch his breath too. His cock slid out of my mouth, all gooey and covered with my saliva. -“Now, it’s nice and wet, it will slide easily into that slut hole of yours, right boy?” -“Yes, Sir!” -“What do you want, boy?”. I felt a slap on my face before I could even utter a word. -“What do you want, boy?” -“I want whatever Sir wants!” -“Good answer! That’s a good boy!”. I was still on my knees, blindfolded. I was hearing him walking around me while talking to me but could not completely figure out where he was. I suddenly felt his hands grabbing me under the arms, lifting me up and throw me onto the bed. The man was strong! I’m only 5’8 but quite heavy for my height, working out 5 times a week, but he seemed to be able to just swing me around like a feather. I was on my back, a bit surprised and lost, when I felt his hands on my thighs, pulling me closer to the edge of the mattress. -“Look at your hole, with the cum dripping out! It’s gonna make some great lube!” I could feel his cock being rubbed against my hole and around, probably scooping the load that was trying to escape. I felt the head being lined up and pressed slightly. My head was grabbed from behind to raise it and I smelled the bottle of poppers being put under my nose. -“Sniff it, boy! You’ll need it!” His right hand was holding my left nostril shut while I was inhaling deeply. My nose was then pinched shut completely. -“Hold it in!” before he proceeded to my other nostril. I felt the heat and the rush in my body and my head. I grabbed my legs to open them up as much as I could. I was breathing heavily. -“That’s it! Open!” All the sudden, I felt his cock being rammed into me, balls deep. I felt like I was being stabbed in my lower stomach, and my hole was burning. -“FUCK!” I screamed. Another slap came. -“Silence, bitch! My boss is in the next room, you don’t want him to hear you, do you?” -“No, Sir.” I uttered, still in pain. -“Anyway, it won’t be long before I’m done with you! I’ve been jerking for hours and your cum-filled hole feels amazing!”. His movements picked up. I was feeling a mix of pleasure and pain, and was probably moaning too loud for his taste, even if I was biting my tongue not to scream. A third slap came. -“I told you to keep it down, boy!” He was fucking me frantically. -“And anyway, are you hoping someone’s gonna come to save you? It’s too late, you’re gonna get my poz babies soon! No turning back!” It drove me nuts! But I couldn’t even say anything before he added. -“That’s right! I love getting dumb sluts like you to take my poz cum, but you didn’t even care to ask!” -“I want your poz cum, Sir!” -“Oh really, bitch? You’re a willing chaser? Then I’ll gladly oblige!” I was jerking my cock so hard it was starting to hurt, but he slapped my hand away from my dick. -“Nope! You’re here for my pleasure, not yours!” I felt his pace picking up, until he rammed his cock one last time balls deep, throbbing. -“That’s it, boy! Take that fucking poz load!” He kept sliding in and out, slowly. I could feel the cum being churned and leaking out. He slid out, got me onto my feet, and got me dressed. I was still blindfolded. I felt him guiding me firmly till I heard the door being opened. -“Now, get the fuck out, chaser boy! I’ll call you if I need you again!” The blindfold was taken off and I heard the door slam behind me.

when I’m sucking cock I prefer a nice big one that the guy can stuff down my throat. when getting fucked obviously I love big to huge cocks as I am a real sub cumdump ut I like the smaller ones in a gangbang scenario for active recovery after getting pounded by some big ones, plus I find the smaller ones cum faster, so the next guy can just slide right in on his fresh hot load. as you said the only problem for a girly boy with a bubble butt is just getting it in sometimes. but once its in the load is coming soon.

The Poz Ranch Chapter Three As I kneeled there on the cold hard floor, my mind raced. Imagining all sorts of scenarios of what was about to happen. I did feel a bit of shame of being naked and hooded, and being treating as if I was the lowest form of human since I was a fag. Three loud thuds brought me back to my senses. I heard a creak as if an old door on rusty hinges was swinging open. I soon felt two sets of hands hook me under my smooth underarms and lift me. “Walk,” a voice said, “Keep your fucking mouth shut no matter what you hear” I nodded in agreement. “One fucking word and your punishment will be extreme” We moved into what ever room was on the other side of the door. It was quiet. The floor was cold, I assumed it was either tile or stone. They led me into the center of the room. I was positioned and the hands left my body. I spread my legs a bit and put my hands behind my back, clasping them together. “Order of Men,” a familiar voice began to speak, “Today we have a new inductee for the Order of the Fledglings. He was sent to us by his parents, who were ashamed to discover that their only son, their only child was a homosexual. “ I listened closely. He said homosexual as to bring shame. “According to society, the religious society, he is a sinner, a deviant, a sodomite. Today he takes the bold step in changing his ways and embracing the God that all men show embrace.” He was speaking as if he was giving a sermon. Then I realized that this was Pastor John. “Each one of you men will teach this inductee on being a man since he comes to us as a boy. His lessons will be hard and I have confidence that he will learn quickly. Now the time has come for his induction.” Instead of applause, the sounds of thumping feet against a hard floor was heard. My skin came over in goose bumps and I shivered. The two hands were back and I was lifted up in the air. My body was turned and twisted until I was on my back on some thing cold. It felt like an examination table. My arms were pulled up over my head and secured at the wrists. I tried to move them but I couldn’t even move them an inch. I felt something slipped over my feet and pulled down my legs, just below my knee. They were tightly adjusted against my skin. My legs were pulled up in the air and then the restraint was hooked behind my neck. I tried to lower my legs, but the restraint stopped them. “The fledgling is in a position of vulnerability. As you can see, his boy cock is rock hard. Deviance on full display” Paster John said. “Deviance” chanted the audience. “In order to cure this sin, this deviance,” he said, “He must embrace it. Seek the pleasure of sin, burning his soul away from the light into the darkness” “Into the darkness” This wasn’t a place to help with my sinful desires, but a place to embrace it. Pastor John’s speech turned from cleansing my soul to corrupting it. “His body must bare the mark that we all bare. He must advertise his willingness to be unnatural.” I felt a hand caress my ass cheeks, sliding over my crack, allowing a finger to pass gently over my exposed hole. I felt it pucker and twitch as it did. I felt sensations of pleasure pass through my body. Soon the finger began to circle around my pucker causing it to twitch more and more. Slowly the finger moved to the center of it and pushed. My natural reaction was to tighten up, but that didn’t stop the finger. It pushed harder until it opened up and slide in. I felt like I was ripped open. No spit, no lube, no thing. Just a dry thick finger. “Men of the Order, it is time to prep his vessel for its first offering.” I felt the finger move inside, twisting around. The nail grazed my insides, cutting them just so slightly. Over and over my walls were cut. Pain was not too bad, but it lingered at the edge of my mind. “See the red,” Pastor John said, “his vessel is ready” I felt something larger than a finger pushing at my hole. I took deep breathes in, trying to relax but the unknown kept me tight. I felt it push harder. It pulled back and then attacked my pucker again. This time my hole opened and something popped inside. I bit my lip to keep from yelling out. I had to stay silent. What ever this was it kept pushing in deeper and deeper, all the while it was opening my hole wider and wider. I felt like I was being split open. Then I felt something soft, something like velvet next to my smooth skin. The long object was left deep in me. I breathed deep and slow working through the pain. Soon the pain eased enough to tolerate it. That’s when it slowly pulled out until just the beginning of it was inside. There was no pause, it drove deep in me a bit faster and harder. Over and over it pumped in and out of my hole. The pain soon gave way to pleasure. I moaned softly in my throat. My ab muscles were twitching which caused my hole to twitch around this object. Over and over this happened as it moved in and out. My cock was hard and leaking. I felt the building of a cum shot working its way from my balls. The object moved in faster, always going deep inside me. I knew I was not going to be able to hold off, I was going to cum. I began to breathe heavy. My cock twitched and pulsed as ropes of thick cum shot out over my stomach and chest. The object in my hole kept moving in and out, even as I shot. My cock remained hard after I shot. The object was moving in and out faster and harder. My hole was twitching around it. Sensitivity came and went and my cock remained hard as a rock. Over and over this object moved. I felt like another cum shot was building up. Within seconds of the first cum shot, I shot another one. This time it felt larger and caused my hole to twitch even more. The object kept moving in and out, hard now, faster. Over and over. It grew thicker as if it was being inflated and harder with each movement. My hole stretched more. Then it happened. The object rammed all the way in my hole and pulsed and twitched. I felt warmness invade me. “Men of the Order, his body has exhibited the deviance we know go so well with the homosexual lifestyle. His cock and balls responded to his sexuality. Ridged throughout, ridged now. Hands free ejaculation not once, but twice.” “His vessel resisted at first but embraced the invasion, accepting the gift.” The thud resumed, this time faster and louder. “His next lesson with be with Prophet Kace” The room echoed with more thuds then almost quiet. I could hear shuffling around me, as a hand pushed on my chest. No words were spoken when my legs and arms were released from their restraints. I was helped up and moved back through the door, but instead of up the stairs I was taken into another room and sat on a wooden ledge. “Once you hear the click of the lock, you may take the hood off.” I sat and listened. Click. I reached up and pulled the hood over my head. I was inside a small room like a cell. I was sitting on a wooden bed hanging from the wall. Across the room was a small toilet. No windows to the outside, only a small window in the door with bars, but something outside was blocking it. I reached around and felt my hole. It was wet. I put my finger in, then up in front of my face. My finger looked like it had cum on it. Was I just fucked?

I do the same, except I take it 24 hours after a heavy session. It does seem very effective at preventing chlamydia and syphilis: I haven’t had either since a started taking doxy, and that was about 3 years ago. It is completely ineffective against gonorrhoea, though: I’ve just had my quarterly prep check up, and have been diagnosed with gonno yet again 😡

I always flex my fuckhole walls when getting fucked except in one case where a fuck buddy in Antwerp wanted my fuckhole open, loose and wet as he fucked me. However, when the top is dumping his load, I give the shaft a rhythmic squeeze for each squirt in synchronism, he always feels that and heightens his orgasm, I might fully empty the balls that way too.