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I'm an evil twink. My latest conquest was a muscled Italian stud with a gold wedding band. Nothing gets me hornier than being a straight married man's side piece. Knowing he has a wife and kids at home sends me over the edge. He has been coming over to my place every week for the past couple months straight from his office. And I wait for him ass up, ready to take a pounding. The problem was that he doesn't trust me enough to fuck raw. I dreamt of his huge thick Italian cock sliding in my pink raw hole. It's all I'd been craving. After he'd leave, every time I'd rummage like a raccoon through the waste basket for his used condom. I have eaten it, tried pouring it into my hole, and even inserted the dirty rubber in my hungry hole. Not the same. Anyone remember Mark Bentson's famous top ten stealthing tips? I loved reading his site iblastinside back in the day. There were two tips for bottoms that I felt tempted to try. "If you control the condom, you control the whole trick. Condom brand selection can be the most difficult but luckily there’s always someone giving some away for free, either at sex clubs or doctor’s offices. Grab a handful. I find the colorful generic Durex brand brings me the most luck. Generally, you can’t find the bulk ones, but I did at Drugstore.com where there’s some variety packs there. My favorite seem to be Durex Rainbow Color. OPTION 1 The season (at least in the Northern Hemisphere) is getting perfect to begin preparation. Put your condoms in your car for a few days, especially if you can sit them on your dashboard. Then bring them inside and put them into your freezer straight from the extreme heat. Then take them back outside to the car. Doing this a few times — extreme heat, extreme cold — really breaks them down but only once or twice helps. OPTION 2 Pinpricks through the wrapper and the condom if you don’t have the time or patience to switch off with the extreme temperature technique is also fine. I recommend getting a very small pin and only poking though the side with the printing on the condom wrapper. If you are careful, this leaves the see-through side intact; tampering there is more likely to be seen." I performed both options on the only pack of condoms I had. Now for the next step. "Yes, bottoms can stealth, as many of them told me. But in many cases, they aren’t in the driver’s seat, so to speak, since they cede control to the top. However, here’s a few things a bottom can do if there’s options to do so. First and foremost, get rid of all condom-safe lubricants but not the bottles they came in (maybe not all… when you do have the barebacker over, you might prefer one). Fill up these “safe for condom use” bottles with oil or petroleum lubricants. Now let’s say you’re going to his place to use his condoms and his lube. After you’re all cleaned out, take a nice glob of petroleum jelly and coat your insides. By the time you’re there, your pussy will be dripping for him (and won’t be a very friendly environment for condoms)." The next time my Italian stud was due to come over, I fingered my hole with a giant glob of Vaseline. My little twink cock stiffed up at the thought of getting his bare dick. I couldn't help but moan while I lubed myself. Naughty boy. My man finally arrived, straight from his work, dressed in his suit and tie. "Come here you sexy fucker." He growled while hastily undressing. I kissed him deeply, cupping his strong jaw and holding him close, as his large hands groped my body, finding my pert ass. "Daddy I missed you." I said between kisses. "I miss your hot mouth, son." He smirked as he pushed my head down to his crotch. "Daddy loves your holes." I moaned as I worked his cock, swallowing his thick girthy cock deep and sucking like a pro. "Good boy," he said as I looked up at him with my mouth wrapped around his dick. He tapped my cheek and signaled me to the bed, while grabbing one of my prepared condoms from the nightstand. I got on all fours with my jockstrapped ass in the air, anxiously looking back to see how he was making out with the tampered condom. He seemed to have put it on without issue and lubed it up. Game time. He slipped his cock in with some effort, but finally he got to pounding my ass doggy. I took a hit of poppers and melted into the bed, my hole eagerly accepting each thrust. My ass clapped as his hips slammed against me, his sweat mixing with the lube. Heaven. I prayed that he wouldn't notice when the condom broke. Not wanting to risk getting caught, I thought maybe cowboy would be a better position. I signaled for him to lay down and I managed to see that his dick was still wrapped up before I sat on him. I wonder why it hasn't broken yet. "Take daddy's dick." He instructed. I began to bounce on his lap, thrusting his cock deep in and out. I kept a good rhythm, making sure to clench my ass on each ascent, in an effort to rip the condom off with my ass. We reached a frenzy when I finally felt a snap inside me as I rode him. I watched his face to see if he could tell what happened. As far as I could tell, he didn't notice, but his eyes rolled back into his head and moaned deeply. He was cumming inside me. He held me down on his cock as he unloaded, grunting as each rope of cum coated my guts. I was in cumdump heaven, finally bred and seeded by this hunk of a man. I got what I deserved. After a moment of rest, I got up, making sure to clench my hole to keep everything inside. "Oh shit I think the condom came off." He said, as his cock slipped out of me bare. "Damn really?" I feigned surprise. Still holding his cum and rubber inside me, I promised him that I was healthy and he had nothing to worry about. I kept up the act until he left. Afterwards, I inserted a butt plug to hold his seed inside me, I needed his babies to soak in me as long as possible. Did I feel a little guilty? Yes. But was it worth it? Hell yes! Please don't judge me.

If a bottom insists on a condom, I simply refuse to fuck. I can honestly say all bottoms eventually open their hole for raw daddy dick, they can’t help themselves as they feel a raw lubed cock rubbing on their arse. 😈

Today, a couple hours ago inside the guy's asshole while his friend bred me so hard

As a top, I know exactly when the condom breaks or slips off. The difference in sensation is obvious immediately. Whenever it happens, I play dumb. Maybe they meant it to, maybe it was an accident. Either way, I'm going to shoot in there.

Do we have any tops that enjoy hurting bottom during anal? Beeing horny because your dick makes bottom cry or scream? like no lube fucking, ball depp, abusing. Did anyone have such experience? Both as bottom or top.

My name is Alex. I’m a gay boy with brown curly hair, decent physique a shy hornball who has trouble fitting in most places. School is hard to navigate, and it’s lonely being an only child while I live with just my dad Carl. Dad is what you would call good looking bear. I’ve watched bear porn among other ripped dudes, thinks, daddy, trunk, etc kind of porn. But he’s always been handsome not gonna lie. Thankfully I still have a pocket of close friends so don’t have to worry about what most others think, and I have been seeing my boyfriend Johnny for two years now. Johnny turned 18 two months ago. He is a cute Italian boy with a twink look, no fat and some muscles. I’m jealous of them. Anyway, My dad is always weird about things, but didn’t care much it seemed when I came out to him at 14. But lately, everyone has been acting funny around me leading up to my 18th birthday. My dad has been out a lot and says to not wait up, my boyfriend Johnny has been distant with me, and I thought this was just some kind of surprise party to come. Well, my birthday came but there was no party, but definitely a surprise. It’s just me and dad so when there’s no cars around, it’s not a shocker. I have been dating Johnny for two years now, and he’s my first ever gay kiss, first fuck, and first love. And I was head over heals for him for a long time. But something happened and he started sleeping with me less, acting strange, and here and there gives the cold shoulder. I went over to Johnnys asked his dad Mr. Hughes if he was ok. Now Mr Hughes was the definition of a stud. Built muscles, hairy chest, and it looked like he has his nipples pierced (pretty obvious through his tight tank tops). all he said was “Johnny has never been better” with a grin on his face. I went home wondering what Mr. Hughes was smiling about, but just came to the conclusion he’s ok if his dad says he’s good. When I pull up into the driveway, I’m pleasantly surprised to see dads truck there. At least he’s here for the end of my birthday. When I come through the door, it looked empty. I go up the stairs about to ask dad if he wanted to still do anything still, but I stopped when I heard him moaning. Now it’s just us guys in the house, and dad has probably heard me jerk off, use toys on myself, and even for sure have heard Johnny and I having sex when we think we’re quiet. But something I noticed I have in common with my dad, we can’t be quiet for sure when we are about to cum. And not gonna lie, it’s hot knowing when my dad is about to cum. But what’s interesting is that it sounds like dad has someone over. He must have gotten lucky with a chick. I listen closely through the door and he is pounding hard. Just sounds like a beast going at it with him huffing so much. But then, I hear him just start moaning “that ass of yours loves taking a hard pounding, doesn’t it boy?” Boy??? Oh fuck! Is…is dad fucking a guy? Since when has he started having gay sex? Is dad gay too??? And since when did he start having guys over to fuck? Whatever was running through my head I do know this in that moment. I was rock hard. I started rubbing my crotch with my ear to the door listening to what sounded like balls slapping on some guys ass and thighs, the distinct sound of lips kissing and making out, oh fuck! I haven’t had sex with Johnny in two weeks. I took my dick out of my jeans and started rubbing slowly to savor it and make sure if they got up and to the door I could put my dick back and sneak to my room. I was loving this. But then I started hearing the other guy. Sounded a bit like Johnny for a sec. Nooo, I’m just imagining things. Just kept hearing the other moan, squeal, and then he just yelled loud and intensely “fucking breed your dirty load inside me! AHHH SEED MY HOLE.” That’s when I knew, Johnny was in there.. WHAT THE FUCK is what I wanted to scream. But I was stunned. Silent. And put my dick back slowly, sneaking down to my room. I layer in my bed crying wondering what just happened. There’s no way, there’s no fucking way. But I know who’s voice that was. A little later I heard my dad and what I thought was Johnny get in dads truck and leave. I just lauded there looking at pics of us for a straight hour. Dad came back, walked through the hall, and then a knock on my door. Dad just said “Alex, you up? I’m coming in.” I wanted to get up but he already came in. The look on his face seemed caring for once. He said “happy birthday champ!” I was just in shock. I know he just fucked, and I’m pretty sure it was my boyfriend. But didn’t see anything and didn’t have proof it was him for sure so was just hopeful. I looked at him with a confused expression saying just “thanks dad…” He looked at me and took a moment. Inhaled through his nose and just came out and said “so you enjoy hearing me fuck Johnny sport?” My jaw dropped and I said “there’s no way that was Johnny. And since when are you gay too? Dad, what is going on and how could you?” I was so mad that he confirmed it. I almost called my cheating slutty boyfriend so many nasty things. But dad grabbed my phone out of my hand and said in a serious tone “you listen here young man. I will explain everything but you need to calm down and quit your sobbing. I’m here to make everything better.” Better? How is this good I thought? I tried saying something else but he just told me “if you don’t listen up you can just get out. I’m talking now.” Since when does dad show any emotions lately. Especially rage? He’s just bluffing cus he’s caught. But then he grabbed me and said “I know that look, I’m not bluffing. Either listen or get the fuck out.” I sat in my bed shocked. He looked at me and said “I know you were outside in the hall jacking to us fucking. You can’t keep quiet for shit. Your moans sounded just like when you think your home alone jacking off. So don’t pretend like you didn’t enjoy any of those noises.” I can’t believe I made noises. But I am like him I’m that way. When I’m arroused, I can’t help it. Dad continued then saying “it wasn’t out of spite. You see, Johnny and I are both, well, under orders.” I looked at him and after a brief pause I said “this is a joke right? Your fucking kidding me. Whose orders would those be?” He knew I wouldn’t believe that, but his face was dead serious. He looked at me and said “my Masters orders, Mr. Hughes” “No, no no way am I believing any of this. You are just trying to cover your ass.” ”I’m not. Don’t believe me, you can ask master yourself. He is downstairs waiting.” I couldn’t believe it. I stormed out and went downstairs so to the living room to call his bluff but there was Mr. Hughes in the living room and he just said “happy birthday bud! Sit down, I got you some gifts. I wanted to say more but was at a lose. Dad came right behind me and they sat me down between them on the couch. Mr Hughes told me to just calm down and listen in a stern voice. He looked at me with my dad just smiling. Mr. Hughes said to me “your father has been my slave for years son. And I know this is a lot but it makes him happy obeying me. And he tells me you were out jacking off to him. That’s a good thing. And yes, he was fucking Johnny. But this was my orders for both of them. And Alex, this may be hard but I promise I wasn’t gonna leave you out of our big family. I looked at dad who was smiling and put his hand on my shoulder. Dad said to me “Alex, I’m sorry if your hurt right now. But I have been so happy being a slave the past 5 years now. And I know I’ve been hiding it, but your father is a obedient faggot for Mr Hughes. And it makes me happy. I’m his property. My cock, my ass, my mouth, my body, your dad is a gay slave and wants you to know that coming out to your dirty old man…it made me a proud father.” “ it made me proud to hear too” said Mr. Hughes. I was so lost and hurt, but they both saw the one thing that made this talk worst…I was rock hard still. Dad told me I need to relax and went to the kitchen while Mr Hughes told me how he met caught dad sucking off random men at the truck stop bathroom stalls just 15 minutes away. He said “your father was sucking guy after guy after guy and put on a fucking concert with how loud he was. Thankfully no cops were there to bust him.” As he was telling me how good a natural slut my dad is, dad came back with a tray. They both looked at me grinding. I told them I was confused why Johnny wasn’t telling me anything, and Mr Hughes just looked at me point blank responding “cus he’s also my slave Alex.” I slowly started to ask “so you and Johnny…” Mr Hughes cut ,e off saying “yup, I fuck my boy. And you know what, he’s loved it since his birthday too!” I sat on the couch and with a confused look mr Hughes just said “let’s just celebrate damnit, it’s your birthday.” He then asked “have you ever tried pot?” My dad just laughed saying “my son hasn’t tried anything fun ever master.” Mr Hughes looked at me and said “well boy your gonna try something better.” He took a weird pipe and a wired lighter, ignited it and put it to his mouth. Before I could say anything Mr Hughes put the lighter and pipe down , grabbed my face and blew strong smoke in my moth. It hit really hard. I felt like I was coughing my lungs out, but also felt tingly and even more horny. Dad then took the pipe, lit it, blew smoke in my lungs without me being able to react, and said “this is your new family son. I won’t hurt you boy…unless master tells me too. And you know something, I think you like what we just did.” Before I could answer dad grabbed my face and kissed me with no smoke. I was so confused and shocked at what has just happened…but I didn’t stop him. It felt good actually. He kissed me like Johnny used to…like a lover. His tongue even met mine. And when he parted from my mouth he just said “don’t deny yourself, you want me now don’t you? You want your father.” ‘Of course he does” said mr Hughes Just as he said that mr Hughes kissed me. And I didn’t bother deny it either. Something unlocked in me. They started kissing me, putting more smoke in my mouth, then started to undress me saying that my body is so fine and delicious. I asked finally “what is going on and what are we smoking. Dad smiled and said to me “You are now letting out your true self. And that’s T son, which obviously you want more of. All I could do was nod. They showed me how to light the pipe and how to breath in when the smoke just started to fill the round end. They told me to take big hits. They told me to take off my underwear which somehow I just noticed was the last thing I was wearing. I did as told and not gonna lie it felt good too. They both kept grinning and started kissing me all over together. Mr Hughes said “ you are finally celebrating your birthday as you should son. If you want more, you must call me master. I know you want more t. Your starting to love iT. Now, say it. Say what you have to call me.” I just looked at dad who hooded. Looked back at Mr Hughes and said softly…”yes master.” Mr Hughes…or master started grabbing my dick and saying “ that’s right my new slave. You can do it for the t but soon enough you will obey for your natural desire too. Like your dad here. And just like your dad, you will do as I say. Now on your knees slave. NOW.” I couldn’t think straight with how high and horny I have become. We all were naked, smoking a strange pi-e, and I instinctively got on my knees in front of the both now nude dads. My dad was hairy everywhere and overweight, but still a sexy man. Master was what appeared to be a body builder. But both had fat thick cocks. Dads was still growing hard, but masters was already 8 inches long and erect. Mine was super soft but somehow I didn’t care. And what’s weirder, I thought of mr Hughes as a master with how hot I felt. Was he right, I’m gonna be a slave…I liked it. Master looked at me and said “you will please us.but first you must show you have so,e skills. Suck your fathers semi hard cock. He has a bit of t dick, but his own son sucking his cock should do the trick. Do it slaves.’ Before I could react, dad did first listening to master Hughes. He grabbed my head and forced my face into his cock. I somehow instinctively knew to just swallow like I haven’t before. I opened my mouth and just began to consume dads cock. He felt how dry my mouth was and took me off his sick after only about a minute and spit in my mouth. Said to continue to suck now that there’s moisture. While this was happening master Hughes was rubbing dads nipples hard. Squeezing them and telling me ‘I’m so happy to see father and son be obedient slaves, just like they were meant to be.” dads cock was growing more and more. I started to gag. But he never let go of my mouth. Told me to not disappoint and breath through my nose when directed. Dad then asked master Hughes if I could breath to which he said ‘yes slave may let his son take a sec to breath through his nose. While I sat with dad now hard dick in my mouth trying to find airway to breath in my nostrils, master Hughes slapped his hard cock on my face. Told me “I will be rougher and better, don’t you worry boy.” Thorn he said ‘ok, your boy gets to take a breather from his mouth.” But as soon as my mouth was free, they put the pipe right back in. More t was lit into my lungs. And I started moaning after breathing out big white clouds and coughs. They both smiled with huge grins. Then master Hughes told me he wants a turn. But master Hughes wasn’t easy. I immediately was gagging from his 8 inch hard dick going hard fucking my throat. I almost threw up. But he saw and slowed down to make sure I wasn’t puking on his cock he told me. He then said ‘my son says your just ok at blowjobs, which is why we are gonna make you better. I forgot all about Johnny. But shit, i didn’t care right now. I was loving this. As I continued to be throat fucked, dad started rubbing my hole, feeling it with his fingers. Then master Hughes told him to get behind me. And one second after master Hughes just said “go right ahead, father should start first.” Dad took masters orders, saying yes master, and began licking my asshole. I was in heaven. His tongue flicked my hotness hungry hole and I muffled moans through masters cock. He took my mouth off his cock, then putting it on his pierced 2 gauged nipples said “suck my nipple slave. You were born to be a fucking slut. Just like Johnny. And just exactly like your father. And now I want to hear it. Are you my slave Alex? Tell me!” My dad so turned in was moaning muffled and load. Dad loved this. Master Hughes loved this…I loved this. I was allowed off Mr Hughes nipple and said ‘Yes Master, I am your slave now too.’ ‘Master looked at me and said “I’ve been planning this since I first had your father begging on his knees at the truck stop. One suck and he was addicted, then I fucked his ass hard and raw. And here’s the thing boy. I did this to Johnny on his 18th. He was addicted instantly too. And now you are mine as well. Now we will do bigger and betterMaster then told dad to bump my hole. I was told to stay on all fours while dad first lobbed my ass and forced his fingers in rough and hard. It felt like there was something else there. Dad said” I put shards up his ass master, what now?” ‘We show him our insignia. They both stood as the shards burned my asshole. I saw my dad show me his ass and master his back. Dad said “our tattoos look hot, right son? ‘ It looked strange. Master told me we are nasty men indeed. He said ‘these are biohazard symbols. Your father and master are poz slave and you will be too.” As he finished dad went back down and fingered my hole ,ore and said “the shards have fully dissolved. How do you feel son?’ ‘Like I’m out of control.” I was moving non stop, soft as fuck but hornier then ever before. Master told me”one rule with us or anyone you ever meet, there is no condoms. We are all bareback. That means any man who wants you must only fuck you skin to skin. You must say no to condoms. If they have any disease you beg for it. This is our meaning of biohazard.And you will comply, obey, and thrive in this slave.” I was squirming just feeling dads fingers in my hole. I tried to suck masters cock. He backed away. He said “there’s one more thing we must introduce you too. First we want you to beg. Beg to be poz. Beg to be mine and thus your fathers. DO YOU OBEY…FOR LIFE SLAVE?’ I couldn’t stop but want more, couldn’t stop pushing my hole into dads fingers which kept increasing. So I thought. Is this what I want…’yes! I comply. I will obey. Yes father. Yes master. Poz me.” Then master instructed me to lie on the couch and hold out my arm. My dad made out with me and then said “I’m so proud of you son. You are just like me.” I saw master bring a needle. I got a little scared but they both told me I will be ok. To close my eyes. I did as instructed. I felt something wrap my arm, something else whipping my arm at my veins, and master said ‘you don’t have to fear. Just a pinch and you will love it all.” With my eyes clothes I felt the pinch of the needle, a few seconds go by quick, then master said ‘complete.’ I coughed, the needle was out, and I growled like never before. They both said ‘well done faggot.” Master then went behind me, put lube on his cock and started entering my raw ass with his cock it was huge but somehow not painful. I moaned so loud ‘FUUUUUUUUCK MASTER, YES MASTER”. His cock kept going further and further. Meanwhile dad held my face and said ‘ just like me, you love obeying everything your told. ‘I do dad, I love it.’ Master kept sliding till his entire dock was inside. Master started pumping and moaning. He then spanked my ass hard and it hurt. He wasn’t slow once it was all in. He was ruthless. To;d me ‘let the t corrupt you. Take my toxic dick.’ Dad looked like he was evil watching and holding me. He said “master has trained me to top and bottom whenever and with anyone. You are masters slave like me son.’ Master kept fucking and fucking my raw hole. I was flying. Loving this. Precumming everywhere. When all of a sudden master said “switch slave.” Without a beat he plopped out of my beat up hole. Dad switched spots while master said “it’s only natural your father breeds his toxic spunk in his sons tweaked body first.” Master then grabbed his phone and recorded as my own father stuck his dick inside me. My already open used ass was a natural glove for dads raw dick. His veiny dick and big stomach pounding my ass and thighs felt incredible. He said “I’ve been fucking your boyfriend every chance I get. By ordered from Master Hughes of course. But also because I wanted it. I didn’t care he was your boyfriend. He even loves tucking your old man son. We were so tweaked. But even without t he has taken the entire towns cocks. Just like I have. Just as instructed by master. You know what, I loved every second. And you do too now, don’t you.’ ‘Of course your boy does slave!’ My dad said ‘fucking good master.” I looked at them both. Dad plowing me while master sticks his cock in front of me still recording. I just say ‘I understand now…and happy that you fucked Johnny too.” Right there and then dad started going faster, and faster, and groaned so loud…dad breeded my ass. Raw. With his poz load. They switched again, master stopped recording, then put his pulsing raw dick in my freshly cum loaded asshole and came instantly. “Staying inside me master said ‘your father and I are toxic, which means we are gifting you to become poz like us. All I coyld say was “ yes master, yes father. I understand my purpose now. Please enslave me.” Dad looked at me and said “I really do love you son.’ Master finished with ‘as I love my son too. Speaking of, he will love this video of you cheating on him with us both. With anyone we say. How does that sound. And I said “yes father, yes master, whatever you command I obey. my first attempt at a story. Let me know if you want me to continue. Or pointers.

Found some new stories downloaded from Tumblr before it went done and have been going through them. Not sure who wrote most, as always if someone recognizes a story let me know. Have reviewed and fairly certain they meet guidelines. ============================ "Big Black Cock at the Bath House" So this story takes place back around 2010 when I was going to LA community college. I had been sexually active since back in high school, and once I got to college I had blossomed into a full time slut, taking advantage of any cock or ass that was available. It was really when I started going to the bathhouses like Steamworks or Midtown that I had cast off any last notions of ‘safe’ sex, and started taking any raw cock up for fucking me. I am sure I took a number of poz loads during that time, but I had yet to develop the ‘hunger’ for them, and rarely asked a guys status. That all changed on a fateful night shortly after Pride. I had gone to Midtown Spa that night after finishing classes and noticed that the parking lot was fairly sparse and guessed much of the crowds from Pride had gone home. I got inside and there were a few horny men, mostly older looking guys that eyed me as I made my way back. I moved toward the Steam room area which is where I normally like to start things off since I love getting hot, damp and sweaty. Just as I was getting there, a Big Black hunk of a man just stepped out from the steam area. This guy was huge and looked like he must hit the gym every day for the cut body I was looking at. His skin was coal black and glistened with sweat and water from the steam room and I guessed he must have been in there for a while. He had a thick, long, black cock that hung low and slapped against his legs. I realized he was the type of guy who could have asked to fucked any bottom that night and no one would have refused. I followed him around like a hungry puppy for a while until he headed into one of the back areas where there were cheap latex ‘couches’ and a bare mattress on the floor. As the guy entered he turned and looked me up and down for the first time. I knew a guy with a body as hot as his would be picky about who he fucked. Luckily, and not to brag, but at the time in college I was in gymnastics team and I was just as hot as the Black Daddy and knew I could get almost any cock I wanted. I chatted him up, talking kinky to him before I turned and laid naked, face down on one of the mattresses. He came over to me, placed his firm hands on my ass and began to kneel into position to fuck me. He slapped some lube on his cock and played with his dick until it was rock hard. Then he leaned forward and began working it into my ass. He pushed it way in, I thought all the way, but then after pausing for a moment, he shoved harder and it went way deeper inside me. He hit bottom in my ass and I was sure it was the biggest dick I had ever been fucked with. But then he even pushed harder and his big dick moved deeper inside me kneading my ass deep inside as he penetrated bend after bend inside my butt. I remember how much it hurt, I squealed with surprise at how deep into me his cock had gone. He stopped for a moment and roughly asked me "You DO want me to fuck you don't you?" I said yes but asked him to pause for a moment to let my ass relax around his huge dick. He waited for a minute or two. Then began to thrust his dick more slowly in and out of my hole. It felt like my whole ass was getting reamed and I didn't think I could take it very long. He reached his hand around to my face and pushed a bottle of poppers into my nose. I took a deep whiff as he continued to pump my asshole. Now I was getting into this scene. A second before I thought I couldn't take anymore but now I wanted his dick to punch my ass as hard as he could make it. He began to fuck me faster, his hands wrapped around my stomach, pulling my butt on and off his dick as he thrust into me. He had been on his knees behind the mattress but now he leaned over and forced his body against mine, driving his dick its full length inside me and I felt his giant balls squeezing into my ass crack as his shaft completely crammed its way into my butt. He started to groan and other people came closer to watch this black muscle gods body pump the giant rod into my hole. The guys watching were jacking off as the witnessed me getting fucked, the big dick withdrawing and then driving like a piston it full length back into my hole. He was fucking me fast now, and perched above me supported by his arms straight out and on his toes. I could tell he was getting close, his arms squeezed me tight and he learned forward. Just as I felt his body tense I hear him say. “You better enjoy my cock white boy, I am Poz and you are about to get my Poz Swimmers!” I lost my fucking mind when I heard this and shouted back. “Poz me up Daddy! Breed me, infect my hole!” I shouted! I had been a closeted bug chaser for a while back then, jacking off to stories on Bug Share, and now I was having my first real Poz Moment!!!! He fucked just a few moments more and yelled. "Ahhhhhh! YEAH! POZZING THIS HOLE!“ as his cum shot inside me. It felt like I was getting a hot, sticky enema and I knew he shot a huge load of cum deep inside me. It felt like his seed was burning me and I wondered if it was because I know knew his cum was POZ Infected! Gradually he slowed, withdrew his cock with minuscule movements, and sat back on his knees as he had started. I caught my breath, turned over, and looked at the huge cock that had just fucked me so hard. As I laid on my back I started jacking off, looking at the big dick on this black dude, remembering the feeling of it deep inside me. Knowing he was infected with a disease like HIV got me so hot. I started moaning under my breath. “Poz cum, POZ cum, Poz me up daddy!” Over and over. “Yeah that’s a good white whore! Like a boy that wants my Poz Babies!” He said and yanked my tits. He worked my tits while I yanked on my dick and pushed the poppers again in my face. I took a deep sniff and was close to cumming. Just before I shot my load he leaned over me, pushing his now limp dick into my mouth like a big salami. I sucked the remaining cum that dripped from the giant mushroom head as my own load shot up against his body. As we both lay gasping and catching our breath the full enormity of what happened hit me like a ton of bricks. “You really Poz?” I asked and I remember his smile “Poz for 6 years, but I have been on meds almost the whole time. I like to keep my body looking as good as possible.” He said “You undetectable?” I asked, still panting and covered in cum. “Maybe, Maybe not, last week my Doctor changed my meds so I am on a break. Maybe you got lucky” he said cryptically. A moment later he moved back, getting to his feet. Then he walked away without another word. The group of people who had been watching us began to dissipate. I laid on my back, out of breath, my ass pounding with sensation from the deep fucking I had just received. I didn’t convert from his fuck, so I guess the guy didn’t have a high Viral Load at the time, but that fuck awakened something in me and I started seeking out poz guys way more. Eventually I did get pozzed and went on meds as well, but will always remember that one special night.

Not only would I fuck myself, but I would suck the hell out of my cock and guzzle my cum. But I already guzzle my cum for real!

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I may be setting a target on myself here, but I honestly don't get the idea of feeling "safe" on Twitter (or any social media platform, really.) Now, I acknowledge that I am a white, cisgender male so my experience will be different than others.. but if someone says something I don't like, or is mean, or whatever.. I just ignore them. If it's super outrageous, I'll block them and move on with my day. Feeling "safe" never crosses my mind, because what are words on the internet going to do that I didn't already survive in high school?

for me it was a bit later as I was out of college. My best friend and I were hanging out one afternoon at my house and conversation got to talking about sex. I didn't know it at the time but even though we both dated women, he was gay. anyway the topic got to gay sex and I told him the thought had crossed my mind. He said " would you" I said maybe but only with him as I trusted him explicitly. He then went to use the bathroom and returned naked. next thing I was naked and we were in bed. It was then I was fucked for the first time. Plus I sucked him off after he had just pulled out of my ass. So from then until now I knew I loved sucking cock and ass being filled.

I’ve run into neighbors and coworkers in ABS arcades. First time was a 19 yo who worked for me. I didn’t know he saw me or knew it was me that bred him until the next day at work when he nonchalantly said he would be at the bookstore again that night. And hopes I would be too. Nice 30 year age difference too.

About 6 hours ago, just finishing work. Messaged a friend who wanted a loft home from work to say I'd finished. She let me into her bar while she and her barmen were finishing tidying up. Chatting to one young lad over bar, flirting with each other something chronic. he says he's going down to the cellar. Then stands on the stairs with his cock out stroking it to show me. I didn't need asking twice. Quickly into cellar, bent over barrels. Hard, fast, snogging, nipple play, clothes off. he's obviously desperate, and I'm easy. I suck his sweaty cock for a moment before spitting on it to get it wet. He buries it deep in a thrust. A few minutes later, I feel his final thrust, telling me he came. Clothes back on, kisses good-bye. Back to sitting waiting for another 15 mins. Then Home, bed, dildo into my creamy hole.....

SO I finished one more, the longest one I could put together so far. There are a number of other stories I’d saved on the giant HTML Pages I’d downloaded. But so far not found any other “POZ” themed stories aside from these. Again I feel this story probably came from somewhere else and may have already been edited, but hard to tell. Hope everyone enjoys it. ================================================ Seeing some hard bodied, muscular dude taking on my cock is probably the 2nd most empowering joy in my life. Seeing some hard bodied dude taking my cock, and knowing they are Neg when I’m Poz has got to be the first. Yeah, that's what I'm all about. You would think those muscle bound, towers of testosterone would be the ones to dominate any sexual partner. But, I have found many a chiseled stud that love to take it more than give it. Of course I’m no slouch in the body area. Sure I may not be some bulked up Gym Bunny, but I have a tall, smooth, lean swimmers build that I have found drive some guys crazy. That, and I also believe the fact that thanks to heritage on my dads side, I have a dark coal Black skin that the young white kids seem to flock too. There is one other part of me I should make it clear about it, as I mentioned, I am HIV positive and have had the Virus for almost 6 years now. I typically stay on meds since I like to keep healthy, but from time to time I find a bottom that I just have to get closer to. I was out at one of my favorite pick up spots one Friday night when I first laid eyes on Richard. He walked in and caused many a head to turn his way. He was wearing a white, long sleeve body shirt that clung to his bulging torso like a second skin. His broad shoulders, six pack abs, massive chest with those two protruding nipples, and his bulging biceps were all on fine display. He had on a pair of black leather jeans that fit more loosely, but did not hide that fact that Richard had one hell of a fine bubble butt. I eyed him as he got a drink and stood by the railing overlooking the gyrating male bodies on the raucous dance floor. I had to make my move fast. I wormed my way through the thick crowd around the railed off perimeter of the dance floor. As I approached him, Richard looked over and we made eye contact. He looked me up and down and a slight smile creased his lips as he took another sip of his drink. I knew I had him. "Wanna dance?" I said, leaning in to speak directly into his ear and catching a scent of his cologne. "Sure," Richard smiled. We set our drinks on the railing and hit the floor. The energy level was intense and heated. One thing led to another and Richard invited me back to his place. Once we got there, he wasted no time. We were soon in the master bedroom and shedding our clothes. Richard headed straight for my cock as I sat on the bed. "Yeah, suck my cock," I sighed as his thick, lush lips wrapped around me and took my HIV positive black cock in his mouth. As I said, I was on meds and knew I was undetectable, but recently I would jack off imagining that I wasn’t. As R=the Gym Boy sucked me off, I started to fantasize that my Dick was full blown toxic. The feel of his warm, wet mouth and tongue slobbering over my cock felt great and I was soon leaking my tasty tainted precum. Richard sighed as he began to jerk me off while simultaneously licking, kissing, and sucking my cock. "Mmmm, hot cock," he said as he looked me in the eyes before quickly going down on me again. “Hot Black cock boy, and don’t you forget it“ I said as I watched his mouth and hand work the full length of my aching ebony length. Leaning back on my elbows, I closed my eyes and tilted my head back. My cock was already responding to the feel of his moist, sweet mouth. `Damn, this guy knows how to suck cock,' I thought to myself. "Yeah, that's the way. Suck that big black dick, white boy.” I encouraged as I lay back in the bed with my hands behind my head. My Ripe pits up and venting my sweat as I let this muscled hottie take his time. "Mmmm yes sir, this is good black cock,” Richard said as he licked the full length of my growing cock. His words getting me going more. I knew the more submissive a guy acted, the more aggressive I got. And this guy was starting to bring out the Dom in me big time. I shifted as I felt Richard began to take me in deeper and I got up on my elbows to watch him. His lips stretched around my cock as he also began to bob up and down more feverishly. I began to hump my hips and push myself up to greet his hot mouth on every down stroke. His response to me growing more verbal turned me on, and I decided to ratchet things up even more. "Damn, that feels good white boy. You suck this black Nigger cock, man. Yeah you white whore, show me how bad you want this black Daddies big Nigger load!“ I said as I reached one hand out and shoved down on his head. "Ah, shit, yeah. Take it all bitch,” I added growing more assertive and dominant, and could see he was getting off on it. I could tell he needed no enticing. The second my hand touched his head, Richard slowly worked his mouth down onto my cock. He squirmed his head as his nose crushed into my course scratchy pubic hair. I sat up and grabbed his head with both hands now and pulled him down firmly. Feeling my cock buried down his throat turned me on even more. "Oh, damn, boy. Choke on my black baby maker,” I demanded and listened as soon he was choking on it to my delight. Richard finally pushed away and gulped in a breath of air. He looked up at me and I could see the lust in his eyes as I looked down at his beautiful face covered in spit and dripping my tainted precum. So far there had been no talk of status or condom and I was fine with that. I stroked his face, wanting to be gentle with him before I would get rough and just watched him. After some silence, I flexed my cock and it seemed to snap him out of his day dream. Richard then climbed up into bed as I moved aside. He lay down on his back and I straddled his massive chest as Richard got several pillows to prop up his head. When he was in position, I scooted forward. "Yeah, gimme that dick," Richard said as he guided me back between those luscious lips with a soft sigh. As I felt his mouth again gobble me in, I propped my right leg up beside him and grabbed the back of his head with my left hand. I began to pump his hot mouth for all I was worth. Richard reached for my ass and began to pull me in with every forward thrust. "Damn, boy! You're hungry for this cock, ain't you?" I asked. "Uh, huh," came his muffled reply. We were really getting into it now. I was pumping Richard's mouth and throat and he was taking all I had to give, like a real pro. There was no gagging, no reflux, just pure, unadulterated lust. For several minutes I pumped away as all my energy was concentrated on the hot feeling of face fucking that muscle stud. I then pulled away and looked down at Richard, saliva leaked out the sides of his mouth and his eyes stared longingly at my cock as I stroked it inches from his face. "You suck cock like a good white boy, but Daddy wants more than your mouth.” I said, still stroking his face, but flexing my cock black cock so he could see it twitch. “Now, you gonna be a good whore and let me tap that hot young white ass, with my black Nigger cock?“ I asked. “Yes sir. I need you inside of me. I need a good, hot fucking," Richard said. He turned on his side and reached for a bottle of lube from the nightstand as I moved into a kneeling position behind him. Richard handed me the bottle and rolled onto his stomach. He reached back and spread his taut ass cheeks as I got on my knees between his legs. I got a good look at the hot looking, puckered hole of his proffered ass. The muscles in his back, shoulders, and biceps rippled and flexed as he squirmed before me when the lube began to run down the crack of his ass. I ran the fingers of one hand into the crack of his ass and rubbed the lube into him. When my middle finger rubbed over and flicked at his tight rosebud, Richard worked his tight ass muscles and his puckered hole winked at me, inviting me in. "Damn, you can't wait for a good fucking, huh, boy?" I commented. “No Sir. I need a good fucking," Richard said as he looked back at me over his shoulder. With a deliberate jab, I pushed one finger into his tight ass hole. Richard quivered and moaned. "Yeah...Oh yeah,' he gasped. "Damn, boy, you got a tight ass," I said as I wormed my finger in. "This is gonna be one hot fuck! I'm gonna tear this ass open and knock you up with my Black Babies!“ I said, getting more into my domination over him and knowing id been breeding his hole. Richard quivered and sighed once more, when I worked a second finger up inside of him, loosening him up even more. For several minutes I finger fucked his tight ass. When I pulled them free to apply some lube to my swollen cock, Richard began to poke one of his own fingers up his ass, as he did so I muttered out loud. "Yeah, get that hot young ass ready for this poz nigger dick,” I said, and then realized I had said it out loud. I waited for Richard to say something as I was sure he heard me. I stood their and stroked my cock while I watched Richard fingered himself. When he didn’t seem to respond, I slapped his taut ass cheeks several times then began to rub the tip of my poz cock over his ass. I wanted to fuck this hole and breed it, but I wanted him to know I was poz even more. I knew I had to tell him now. “You want my big nigger dick white boy” I asked raising my voice and making sure he could hear now. “Yeah Dady, fuck me!” He said still shoving his fingers inside his hole. “You should know Daddy is POZ boy, want my POZ nigger dick inside you boy?” Finally I got a response from him, he gave a slight shiver and whimpered. “Please, I don’t care Daddy, I need your nut, I need your seed!” He said and then pulled his finger free and again grabbed and spread his ass cheeks, offering himself up to me. I couldn't resist. I guided my black poz cock into the crack of his taut ass and teased his sweet boy pussy hole with it. "Give it to me Daddy. Give it to me please,” Richard begged. Pressing my POZ Black COCK head against his puckered hole, I entered that hot ass with one solid push. As I opened up that tight sphincter ring and pushed inside Richard gasped and sighed. "Oh, shit!" he grunted. "Come on, boy, open that ass up for my Poz Nigger Dick!” I demanded. Richard increased the grip on his ass cheeks and pushed outward. As he did I shoved in half my length. The exquisite feel of his tight ass squeezing around my blood engorged cock was too hot for words. It was like a vise of flesh totally surrounding my aching cock in its warm, velvet grip. "Ah, yeah, gimme that neg ass, white boy," I moaned as I continued to cram my twitching cock inside. "Oh. Oh, yeah. Oh shit!" Richard grunted as I wormed my cock even deeper. "Damn, fuck me Daddy. Fuck my white ass!" I slowly withdrew and began to slowly enter him again. For several minutes, I continued that slow, steady pace. Richard cooed, moaned, and each time my cock massaged his prostate he gasped in pleasure. Finally, I planted my cock fully up his tight fuck hole and stretched out over his hard, muscular body. I propped myself up with my hands on either side of his head and began to work his young Neg ass for all I was worth. "Shit! Shit! Oh, shit!" Richard wailed as I began to fuck him hard and deep. "Aaah, yeah! Shit. Fuck me! Fuck me! Harder! Harder! Fuck my ass with your POZ black cock!!” Richard begged in abbreviated gasps. The feel of his taut bubbled ass gripping tightly around my Dark Ebony Dick was amazing. And the sight of that same muscle bound young stud below me, and the pleading in his voice was driving me crazy. I couldn't resist and began to pound away at Richard's hot neg fuck hole. My hips slammed down on his taut ass in a wild frenzy. We both continued to grunt and groan as I kept thrusting hard and deep. It had been a long time since I’d fucked a muscle boy as hot as this, and even longer that id been able to do it without hiding my status and hearing him actively beg for my POZ load. All I cared about now was the hot, exquisite feel of Richard's tight ass. Eventually I wanted to try out a new position. I pulled free and told Richard what I wanted. "I wanna see you ride my pot cock white boy,” I told him. "Yeah, sounds good," Richard replied. But I was too pumped up now for a simple ‘yeah’ and demanded. “Thats Poz Daddy from now boy.” I barked at him. “Yes, yes sir Poz Daddy” he said, and I knew I had him in my grasp. We quickly changed position and I lay down on my back. I stroked my rigid shaft as Richard got up and straddled my body. He faced me and lowered himself into a squatting position. Richard grabbed my dripping cock and guided it into his hot fuck hole as he lowered his strong body down onto the pulsing black spike. We both moaned as my ebony cock entered his hole again. With his hand on its base, Richard slowly lowered himself a few inches more onto my poz cock. His ass touched his fist and he removed his grip and plopped down, fully cramming my cock inside and making a cute yelping sound. He reached back and propped his hands behind him on my thighs and began to slide his ass up and down. "Yeah, that's it, boy. Ride my poz nigga dick!! Be the boy that worked for getting a tainted load up his guts!“ I commanded as I lay back to enjoy the ride. The only thing better than fucking a neg ass, was finding a slut that wanted it bad enough that they would fuck themselves. I treasured the site before me as I watched the muscles in his thighs, stomach, and biceps all flexed and ripple as Richard began to perform some hot squat thrusts on my cock. "Shit! Shit! Oh, shit!" Richard grunted as he used all the power in his muscle bound frame to fuck me with his tight neg ass. "Oh, yeah, ride my poz cock! Damn, white boy, this is so fucking hot!" I exclaimed. Richard was soon slamming his ass down into my crotch and the black scratchy pubic hair . Fully impaling himself on my rigid shaft. The bed frame began to rock and creak as he went nuts. I soon joined in and began to hump my hips upward with each downward thrust. After a few minutes of this, I grabbed onto Richard's waist and began to hump up into him. Richard maneuvered himself into a knelling position over me with his hands on my shoulders. I was loosing myself in the fuck at this point, I knew I was undetectable, but he didn’t and didn’t seem to care. Knowing this, I began to get more and more verbal with him. "Yeah, take my poz cock, boy. You going to get all of my Toxic Baby Makers!!” I grunted. "Oh, shit! Oh, shit yes! Going to get Toxic Seed!“ Richard moaned. “Fuck yeah! You want it? Want my diseased black babies to knock you up?” I huffed as I got closer. “Yeah, YEAH Poz Daddy! Please!” He was all but begging now. I was soon shoving my cock up into his hot fuck hole like there was no tomorrow, a sick part of me thought that maybe for him, there wouldn’t be. Richard reached for his own cock and began to jerk himself off while I continued to pump him hard and deep. Seconds later a volley of cum shots erupted from his cock and sprayed out onto my stomach and chest. As he came, his tight muscles clenched like a fist and I knew I was done for and I could feel my own orgasm surging out. “This is it white boy! Daddy going to breed you! Gonna breed this hot young Neg ass and knock you up!!” I shouted. "Yeah, yeah, yeah!" Richard groaned. “Do it daddy! Fill me with your cum!" Seconds later, my cock erupted up his tight pulsating fuck hole. "Oh, shit Im knocking you up boy! Fuck Yeah! Take my nasty Nigger Load!“ I moaned as I pumped his ass full of of HIV laden cum. As my cock spewed out its last load, Richard tried to climb off but I held onto him and shifted over. I wasn’t going to let a drop of my cum out. Instead he collapsed into the bed beside me. Gasping for breath and covered in sweat, he looked into each others eyes as I held him tight against me, my fingers caressing this beautify muscle boy. He laughed as I kissed him, and I made my dick twitch in his hole. “Thanks Daddy, I needed it.” “Needed Daddies Poz load?” I said innocently. “Yeah, I, I guess I did.” He said. I think in the heat he may have guessed I was on meds. And looking around his place, I noticed a bottle of PREP. I realized both of us had lived out a fantasy that we hadn’t realized we needed until it happened. Saying nothing, and not wanting to spoil the moment, I held him tight as we slipped into the sheets and dozed off in each other's arms. As I drifted off to sleep, I began to imagine a future where our fuck tonight would have more long term consequences.

Yesterday I got this message on Grindr from this dude, good looking, late 30s, nice dick, not too far. He was describing himself as versatile top and he wanted to "fuck and breed" me. He had apparently spotted me on a few apps before and really wanted to play with for a while, according to him. It was 2AM, I was tired AF from a long week, but I was also quite horny, so I decided to meet him. I got dressed quickly - as quickly as it is possible when it's winter weather in Canada... - and walked the short distance to his hotel. It was only a 15-minute walk. He opened the door only wearing his brief. Pictures were accurate, probably 6' tall, fit but not muscular, scruffy face. No small talk, we got directly into the action. I got on my knees immediately and licked his cock through his underwear. His cock got hard in less than 5 minutes, bursting out of the waistband. He pulled his underwear completely down and sucked him for another good 5 minutes. He was obviously very horny (or in a hurry), as he lifted me up and guided me to the bed, onto which he pushed me and proceeded to eat my ass. Just a few minutes, he slid his dick into my hole and fucked me deep, with me on all four. He was quite brutal, but his raw unlubricated cock felt quite good. After 10 minutes, he wanted to change positions. He slid out and lied down on the bed. He motioned me to come on top of him to kiss him. I complied and then found myself between his legs. I usually consider myself a total sub bottom pig and the number or times I have fucked and bred guys is probably less than 10 times in my entire life. But at that moment, with me between his open legs and my dick so close to his ass, I felt a need to fuck him. I have been realizing in the past few years that I love turning onto bigger tops unexpectedly, and that was the case yesterday. I love the idea of a dominant top being submitted to my dick without him initially expecting it. I started teasing his hole with the tip of my cock, I motioned my thighs forward to force him to open his legs wider. My dick was all coated in precum, lined up with his hole. "Can I fuck you?" I asked. "Yes, please!" he answered. I slowly slid into his warm ass, and it felt amazing. Less than 10 minutes and I was blowing my load deep in his hole, looking him in the eyes.

lol You sound just like my nephew. sucking boycocks at 8 and mancocks at 13. Seems to be a lot of cumdumps age when they started servicing mens cocks.

Here comes the next one. A bit more raunchy then the first. Reminds me of some of the old short stories by “yourcummyass” like his ‘five minutes to aids” though I don’t think he wrote this one’ ==================================• Normally I don't choose to get bred by POZ guys. I'm sure I've been exposed to POZ seed because a lot of times I don't ask, I just take, but last week I invited a POZ daddy over who changed my life. I met this guy online from Gay.com and we started chatting in one of those no name side channels. He was very up front about his POZ status, but never mentioned meds or his VL, the way he talked to me always got me so horny I didn’t really think much about it and so I just kept chatting. He had no pictures, but he sorta sounded like the type of guys I like: 58, salt 'n' pepper, short, stocky, and potentially a good dick. Now, in truth he described his dick as "average"-- but he did say he was pretty thick and guys seemed to like that. I had been a horny pig all week to that point and taken about seven loads, so I figured why not make it eight? Acting on pure lust for a potential hot Daddy, I invited him over one night after work. He finally showed up and let's just say he was rough. It became obvious why he had no online pics. His face was scarred, and he had lots of tattoos. He was also visibly POZ, with a full crix belly and gaunt veiny legs. I felt my lust shaken and almost turned him away as my brain started to realize he must be dangerously infected with disease. Before I could close the door, he stopped me and stripped off his gym shorts. When he did, out popped a glorious, 7.5" uncut monster-thick cock thicker than my wrist. Lust once more overcame rational thought and I immediately started sucking him as best I could. After a few minutes we moved to my bed where this glorious POZ daddy demonstrated his love for eating ass. He had me straddle his face so he could tongue my neg boy pussy while I worshipped his veiny infected meat. After ten minutes or so, daddy took charge, pushed me on my back, lifted my legs, and told me I was gonna get it. He spit hefty amounts onto his cock and my asscrack, and then positioned his head at my hole. “Before we go further, you need to know why I picked you to be my Son. Ive been home to HIV for a long time and I need to pass it on to a new generation. My infected seed needs to live on so I want you to become my POZ son and become impregnated with my strain.” He said as I felt the pointed tip of his cock dribbling its tainted precum on my hole. I was so lost to lust at this point I couldn’t think of saying no. I knew somewhere I was about to take a Deadly disease into me and all I could think of was pleasing my new Daddy. "You ready, son?" he asked and I did a massive popper hit and nodded. “Good boy! Daddy is going to give you his POZ Babies! No turning back!” He said as that POZ meat punched into my guts and I fucking took it like the champion whore that I am. Honestly, I was a bit nervous because of his size, but damn if my hole didn't just open up and swallow him. It was probably because I'd taken so much other cock that week, but I also think it was also because I was so fucking turned on by this guy. Everything that at first seemed ‘Ugly’ tm me when I first saw him now seems hot, sexual and almost primal. Knowing his body was being ravaged by AIDS somehow turned from thing of disgust to a sexual power I wanted. I looked into his AIDS wasted face and now saw my future and boy did that turn me the fuck ON! The POZ daddy pounded the fuck out of me while my raging boner slapped on my belly- oozing a steady stream of precum. His big infected cock was becoming noticeably harder in my ass. It felt thicker and his head was stabbing my second ring with every thrust. I knew he was close. "You gonna let daddy pump his POZ Babies in ya, son? You gonna let your daddy knock you up with his TOXIC Infected baby makers?” He said as his body was shaking. Somehow I felt as if I was already infected as if my brain was becoming POZ moment by moment. I wanted-- no, needed-- to feel him finish inside me! "Yes daddy, I want it, do it POZ ME!!.” was all I said. "Oh, here it cums son! Gonna load you with my POISON swimmers! Going to make you Pregnant right… Fucking… NOW!” A few more deep thrusts and then daddy gave out a throttled cry. I could feel his thick meat pulsing rapidly inside me and I knew his AIDS cum was painting my guts. I came seconds later-- not even touching myself and fell back utterly spent.. looking at his AIDS Wasted body, I felt right then he was the most sexual man in the whole world. Meanwhile as if fueled by unnaturally powers, the POZ Daddy kept fucking my raw, sensitive hole for several more minutes as I recovered. “Just relax my new POZ Son, Daddy wants to make sure his seed gets worked in proper into your new AIDS womb“ he told me. When he pulled out finally, it felt like a fist was being pulled from my ass. The sensation was incredible. My hole was gaping and gobs of his load were dripping onto my sheets. Daddy gently fingered the load back into me. "Gotta make sure my seed infects you boy, Your Boy Pussy is now my POZ Pussy. Daddy wants you to take good care of his seed until you’re finally Pregnant with my POZ babies.” He said as he collapsed on top of me. His skeletal, thin wasted body feeling like the most powerful man ever. After about 10 min of just saying there and catching our breaths, he caressed my body and fixed his eyes to look deep into mine. “You must listen to me Son, I know I have told you that I have given my body over to be consumed by the Virus. That is my purpose. Now that I have found a new home, you must promise me to not do the same. You must live a very long life to keep my strain alive as long as possible. Once my Seed has germinated within you, you must go on meds to stay healthy.” I looked at him shocked, my brain still swimming from accepting a life altering virus into me. “One day you will find you own son and then and only then will you go off meds to pass on my legacy” he said, and at last I understood my new purpose. He stayed the weekend, fucking me several more times. Two weeks later I got the fuck flu and called him back to tell him I was finally Pregnant with his AIDS. It was the happiest day of my life.

Part 21: Pastor Kline's Conversion I walked into my office several days after our four-way with a noticeable waddle, my ass still hurting from Peter’s vigorous fucking. After he filled me, Peter took a few minutes to recover and then fucked Pastor Kline. Dominic fucked me for a while, adding to the cum which was dripping out of my ass. After hours of sex, we were all sweaty, the apartment smelling strongly of testosterone. “I never knew it could feel like this,” Peter said. “What did it feel like with Lewis?” I asked. “Great,” Peter said, “but I was his first. He really didn’t have a handle on anything.” “Did he at least try blowing you?” Dominic asked. “Not really,” Peter said. “We’ll train him,” Dominic said. “Pastor Kline will give him lessons on technique.” “Happily,” Pastor Kline said. Peter and Pastor Kline left soon after, returning to their wives. It took some time for them to clean themselves up, showing no signs of just having had incredible sex. “If you ask me,” Dominic said, returning to the bed where I was waiting, cum dripping out of my ass, soaking the sheets which were already drenched from our sweaty bodies, “I think there’s something in the water at your church. You’ve got gay men popping out of the woodwork left and right.” “Maybe it’s you,” I told him, reaching out and rubbing my hand over his chest. “Maybe we just can’t resist someone as dominant as you.” “Maybe,” he said. I laughed. “What?” he asked. “Nothing,” I told him. “It’s just… I’m now just realizing how close your name is to dominant. You are the Dom in the relationship.” “And you are a ‘Ryder’ of dick,” he said, smiling. “We’re perfect for each other.” “I suppose we are,” I told him. “You know, when Peter was fucking me, I found myself wanting him real hard.” “Should I be jealous?” “No,” I told him. “I wish he could join us, actually.” “Sounds hot,” Dominic said. “Unlikely, but hot. He is married after all.” “True. What do you think they’ll do now? Peter and Pastor Kline? When they convert, what will happen? How will they hide it?” “Neither fucks their wife,” Dominic said. “They’ll have to decide later on what they’ll do with medication, but, for now, it’s all sex and poz cum.” “Are you on meds?” I asked him. “I was for a while,” Dominic said. “I stopped once I knew I wanted your ass.” “How sweet,” I said, grabbing his nipple and pinching hard. “I guess I’ll have to figure out medication at some point too.” “But not now,” Dominic said. “For now, all I want is for you to blow your load in my mouth. Got it?” I nodded. ### “Good morning, Pastor Ryder,” the church secretary said. “Good morning.” I passed Pastor Kline’s office and found the lights off. “Where’s Pastor Kline?” I asked. “Sick,” she said. “He called this morning saying he has the flu and won’t be in all week.” “Oh,” I said, stopping myself from smiling. “He just needs our prayer,” she said. “He sure does,” I said. As soon as I was in my office I called Pastor Kline’s number. “Hello?” a groaning voice said. “It’s Will,” I said, my voice low. “I just heard you’re sick.” “Sure am,” Pastor Kline said. “Do you think it could be… well, you know.” “Most likely,” I told him. “Look, I’ll be over in a day or two to check on you. I’ll call Dominic and make sure he knows. He’ll let you know everything you need to do to get through this.” “Thanks, Will,” he said. “I was starting to think it would never happen.” As soon as I ended the call I called Dominic. “Are you sure?” he asked. “Positive,” I said. “Well, I guess we don’t know that part yet, but you know what I mean.” “I’ll call Dr. Wade and make an appointment for him.” “You’ll have to give yourself another tally mark,” I said. “Seems so. Heard anything from Peter?” “Not yet,” I told him. “All we need to do now is get Peter to bring Lewis into our little gang. Then, we’ll move onto Pastor Kline’s son.” “Lewis won’t be much of a problem,” I said. “Pastor Kline’s son will be the challenge.” “We’ll make it happen.” Two days later I visited Pastor Kline. “The poor thing is so sick,” Mrs. Kline said. “I’ve barely been able to get anything done, trying to keep him going.” “If you want,” I told her, “I’ll stay here with him for a few hours if you want to go out and do some shopping.” “Would you do that?” “Of course,” I told her. Once she was gone, I went into their bedroom, finding Pastor Kline looking deathly ill. Shit, I thought. Had I looked like this? Pastor Kline’s eyes opened, a smile forming once he recognized me. “Will. How are you?” “I’m good,” I said. “You’ve looked better.” “Is my wife nearby?” he asked. “No. She just left to go shopping. I told her I would look after for you’re a while.” “Good,” he said. “Fuck. Did you feel this bad?” “Almost,” I told him. “In a few days, you’ll get super horny.” “I’m horny now,” he said, his hand moving beneath the covers and rubbing his crotch. “Do you want some help?” I asked. “If you don’t mind,” he said. I pulled down the covers and slipped down his underwear, revealing his growing cock. It was true that Pastor Kline’s dick was nothing special, but it was hot knowing I was holding the cock of a man of God. A man who had poz blood coursing through his veins, converting his body. As if my thought entered his mind, Pastor Kline’s cock started to stiffen in my hand. I ran my thumb over the head, smearing precum. “That feels amazing,” Pastor Kline moaned. I leaned forward and ran my tongue from the base of his cock all the way up to the tip, sending waves throughout his body. I held his balls in my hand, wrapping my fingers around his scrotum and pulling down. “I’m not going to let you cum yet,” I said. “We’ve got a while until your wife gets back.” “I’m all yours,” he said. I swallowed his dick, taking it all with ease. I had to pace myself, slowly moving my tongue along his shaft, applying just enough pressure to keep him hard but not enough to make him cum. After nearly an hour my jaw was getting sore. “Ready to cum?” I asked him. “Always,” he moaned, running his hand through my hair. He smiled. “What?” “Nothing,” he said. “I just never imagined I would ever see you sucking my dick.” “Well, a few months ago, I wouldn’t have thought I would be,” I told him, licking the head, a string of precum stretching out and landing in my beard. He moved his thumb along my face, wiping up the precum and inserting it in my mouth. “I’ve wanted you ever since you were hired,” Pastor Kline said. "Why?" I asked. "I know I'm sort of good looking-" "Try fucking hot," Pastor Kline said, straining to laugh. "You remind me of a man I went to college with years ago. Fuck, I wanted him. I almost tried to corner him one night, but I stopped myself. God, if I saw him again..." "You'd fuck his brains out?" "I'd get as much out of him as I could," Pastor Kline said. "Back when we hired you, I think I was hoping for another chance." "Well," I told him, "you got it." He ran his hand along my face, fingers moving over my beard. “I used to stay up late, wait for my wife to fall asleep, and think about you fucking me.” “Dreams come true,” I said. He smiled. “Sometimes, I’d fantasize about you and my son taking turns fucking me. Then you’d fuck him, taking both of us.” “You’ve really got something for your son, don’t you?” “He’s just so handsome,” Pastor Kline said. “I know he’s my son, but don’t you get it? You fucked your brother. Wasn’t that a special connection?” “It was,” I admitted, thinking back, crossing a line so few crossed. I still hadn't heard from Jay, and an anger still remained, but there was no denying the fact that what had happened between us had been incredible. “I just don’t want you to get your hopes up. I also don’t want you to risk your relationship. What if you make a move, and you’re wrong?” “I know,” he said. “We’re just gonna need to get Lewis on our side first. If anyone’s got a shot, it’s him.” “Peter’s working on that,” I said. I watched as Pastor Kline closed his eyes, low moans escaping his lips. “Keep your eyes closed,” I told him. I stood up and pulled down my pants and underwear, my cock already hard. I climbed up on the bed and situated myself between his legs, hoisting them up over my shoulders, revealing his hole. “I want you to imagine I’m your son. Say whatever it is you’d want to say to him. Got it?” Pastor Kline nodded. I spit in my hand and rubbed it along my dick and on his hole. I pressed my head against his opening and pushed inside, moving beyond the resistance and causing him to shudder and gasp. “Oh, Will,” he said. “No,” I told him, pushing harder, forcing more of myself inside. “Not Will.” “Ryan,” he moaned, his hands reaching up to his nipples which he started to twist. Having fucked Pastor Kline many times before, I knew what made his body lose control. I knew what would make him cum from just his ass. I knew what would make him feel what he had always wanted to feel: his son fucking him. “Is this what you want, Dad?” I whispered, shoving myself deep inside him, his back arching, hands shaking. “Am I making you feel good?” “Yes, Son.” “Do you like knowing that the dick that you made is inside you?” “Yes.” “Is it filling you?” “It’s so big.” “Do you want me to breed you?” “I need your cum.” “How badly?” “I need it so bad. I need it deep inside me, Son.” “Will you be my pig?” “Forever.” “Will you give me your ass whenever I need it?” “It’s always yours.” My breathing was shallow, my orgasm rising. I reached out and grabbed his arms, pulling them up and over his head, pinning him down. His eyes opened, looking straight into mine. “You’re mine,” I said, slamming my dick hard into his ass, unloading deep. My arms shook, unable to hold my weight. I collapsed on his chest, both our chests heaving as we tried to catch our breath. I felt something wet around my stomach and looked down, seeing a small pool of cum beneath Pastor Kline’s dick. I lifted myself off him and scooped up his cum on my finger and stuck it in my mouth, my eyes meeting his as I savored his first poz load. “Fuck,” he moaned, smiling big. “I’ve never felt so bad but been so happy.” I collected more of his cum and dropped it into his mouth, watching as he licked his lips. “Taste good?” “Amazing,” he said. I pulled my dick out, watching as my cum squirted out on the sheets. “While I love the smell of men and sex,” I told him, “we probably should clean you up before your wife gets home.” “You’re right,” he said. “Just give me a second. I want to bask in this for a moment more.” I changed his sheets and helped him into the bathroom where he shit out my cum, much to his disappointment. I helped him shower and blew him again. Once he was clean and unable to cum anymore, I returned him to his newly made bed. “Do you think it’ll ever happen?” he asked me. “What?” “Ryan,” he said. “I want more than anything for him to fuck me.” “Well,” I said. “Remember how much you hoped I’d fuck you one day? That happened. Hell, we’ve fucked so many times, I’ve lost count.” “That’s true,” he said. After a few minutes he fell asleep. Not long after his wife returned. “How is he?” “Tired,” I told her. “I know a doctor to call should he get worse. Just let me know.” “Thank you, Will.” “My pleasure,” I said, smiling. ### “How is he?” Dominic asked. “Feeling sick,” I told him. “I kept him company.” “And by that you mean…” “I fucked him while pretending to be his son,” I said. “Then I tasted his first poz load and then fed him the rest. I also blew him.” “If only I had had you when I converted,” Dominic said, kissing me. My phone vibrated, revealing a call. I looked at the ID and found Jay's name. "Hello?" "Will," Jay's voice said over the phone, an excitement within the single word. "I've got some great news..." _________________________________________________________________________________________ As I said in my previous chapter post, we've reached the point of what I have written. I'm working on writing more, but life gets in the way. I'll be taking a short break so that I can get more written. I'm hoping this isn't a story that could go on forever, so I'm trying to figure out a good ending. What it will be, who knows. If you have ideas or there's something you want to see, please let me know. No promises they'll happen, but I love seeing your thoughts. Until our next Sermon, keep fucking.

I’m 25 and still quite twinky. It was Halloween weekend and the theme was kinky Halloween so I dressed in my football shorts, football top and ski mask. I cut out a hole around the mouth so I could drink at the club and, you know, suck cock. There were so many hot lads at the club but none of clicked. I was so horned though that on the way home I decided to go to the dirtier of the cities gay saunas – it was Halloween after all. The changing rooms and showers were on one level and the cabins, dark room, fetish room and saunas were downstairs. I had a shower and some of the other hot lads from the club came in. I thought “wow, I’m going to have to be careful, there are some very hot lads here but this sauna has some dirty ones too”. Whilst I loved that sauna and had amazing sex there I knew I attracted some dangerous company. There was one amazingly buff, muscular bear with such a big thick meaty cock that I fancied the pants off of but he was poz and barebacked only so was off limits. His loads were so toxic the guys at the sauna call him Babydaddy; cause he’s knocked so many lads up with his poz babies. However the danger from Babydaddy had passed as he came after me a few times and I wouldn’t bareback and eventually he gave up. As I dried off I thought I’d be more adventurous than usual so put my mask from the club back on and put the towel back in the locker. I have a big dick and a peachy ass and I’m not afraid to show it. The lads love my six pack too. As I got downstairs I walked along the corridor and saw some fit lads in the cabins including Babydaddy. That furry muscled chest always made me flutter a little. Shortly after I passed I felt a hand on my peachy ass and when I turned round I was surprised to see Babydaddy. He said “are you a new twink on the block or is it just the mask”. I realized that he didn’t recognize me. He dropped his towel and to reveal his absolutely massive meaty cock standing to attention. I couldn’t speak. “I see you let your cock do the talking”. He was right my meat had sprung up. “You want my raw cock inside you. I regained my senses and said “I’d love your cock but I don’t do bareback”. He said “hmm since your new and totally fit I might go a bit easy on you but it could be more difficult than you think as I can see you’re in a slutty mood, if we breed I will make you pregnant but it will be your choice whether we use condoms or not. I will only give you one chance – if you miss it we either fuck raw or you miss my power cock”. I began to think it might be my lucky night – there was no way I was going to bareback but I also wanted to ride it so bad. Baby daddy asked “Wanna show off for a bit and get your ass licked?”. I replied “I do indeed!” As Baby daddy said that this fit cub walked by and I looked him up and down. Baby daddy said “this is Brad, one of my boys, my posion seed flows through his veins”. He replied “so proud, the day I became a man”. Baby daddy asked “you ever use condoms?”. He replied “sometimes, especially with twinks like this – sometimes they insist on it”. I asked him where they are and he replied at reception but some guys carry them round. He noted he had one on him if I wanted to use it and he winked at Babydaddy saying “and if you let him”. Babydaddy grinned and said “I’ll let this lad use a condom with who he wants but I’m getting it raw”. I replied “no sir, I’m safe sex only”. Brads face lit up and asked “so your still neg but want Babydaddy’s meaty cock”. I replied I needed it so bad but he said he might let me use a condom. Babydaddy said “so hears the deal, you want ur ass licked and I want my knob sucked, no-one got hurt by sucking a cock right! You got 15 mins from now to get a condom otherwise it’s raw or no deal! Understood?” I replied “yes sir and Brad’s got a rubber so we’re cool”. Babydaddy slapped my ass and said “yup we’re good”. Babydaddy put one arm around Brad and one arm around me and led us back to his cabin. He handed me his poppers and said “have a good sniff lad”. I was only too happy to”. After several deep huffs Babydaddy asked “you wanna get a rubber – there’s 13 minutes left”. I replied no it’s cool Brad has one. With that I stuck my smooth peach in the air and Babydaddy started to lick my ass”. Brad dropped his towel to reveal a massive meaty schlong. He said since he got pozzed by Babydaddy he started to top more often. I asked if I could get it hard and he said no problem. I moved away from Babydaddy and started to suck Brad’s hot cock hungrily, it began to swell and throb but I’ve learned many a trick and was able to take it deep in me. Brad moaned and I knew my cocksucking was working. Baby daddy said “I need me some of this so I stood up for a bit, sniffed my poppers then kissed all down his chest until I was sucking his massive cock. I knelt down with my ass in the air and my mouth around Babydaddy’s weapon. The musk, poppers and cock made me so horny that I began to lose track of time. I hungrily sucked Babydaddy’s big cock feeling the amazing sensation of it growing in my mouth”. As I did so Brad opened a sachet of lube and started fingering my hole. I moaned with my mouth still round Babydaddy’s meat and Brad started to rub his hard raw cock against my hole. I stopped sucking to say “put the condom on sir”. He said “are you sure, theres only 5 mins left and I’ve only got one, you should get another while I do”. I replied “I’ll go nearer the time, I need you in me”. He put on the condom and slipped inside me. The feeling of cock in my mouth and ass was intense. I started touching my cock but Babydaddy barked “no touching loser – we can’t have runts like you cumming”. He was right. I moaned as Brad’s fucking picked up. Babydaddy took his cock out of my mouth and then slapped my face with it. I said “I love your cock Brad”. Babydaddy looked at his watch and said “one min little bro, whats it to be run away and grab a condom or let Brad finish. Brad moaned “I’m close, don’t blue ball me bro”. I begged “please give me a popper countdown, let me get dumb, let the bottle decide”. Bady daddy said “good boy, 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1”. I held for another 5 seconds then inhaled with the other nostril. “I can’t blueball Brad – shoot bro”. He pumped for another 2 minutes of pure pleasure then I felt his cock expand inside me and he growled “here cums bro – wish it was raw”. With that Babydaddy and Brad kissed passionately with Brad’s dick still in my hole. Babydaddy said “so proud of my poz son, before I converted him he was a pure bottom and now he tops like a champ”. I moaned in pleasure. Brad slowly pulled out of me then took the condom off and placed it on my back. Babydaddy said “dear oh dear, looks like you’ve ran out of time and the one condom has already been used. What should we do”. Not being allowed to touch my dick while Brad was giving me one of the best fucks I’d had made me very horny. I begged “Babydaddy you’re cock is so meaty and thick I need it!!! Wanna see my face”. He pulled the ski mask off my mask and laughed “oh so its safe sex boy begging for my raw dick – go on then”. I whimpered “please daddy, please do me raw, please breed me, make me yours”. He laughed “my toxic cock is gonna enjoy this but you always play safe so we will use a condom – we’ll use Brad’s condom to lube you up – even more of daddy’s DNA will be inside you – make sure its safe to know you’ll convert – you ready to become a man twinky?” I got to my knees and looked up at Babydaddy towering about me, his pecs dominating my brain. I begged “please daddy, please breed me, make me part of your gang, make Halloween my conversion day, Infect me with your cum”. Babydaddy picked up the used condom held it in front of my face and said “you’ve made your choice, your lust for toxic cock made you use your last condom on Brad, you could have got more condoms but Brad’s toxic cock just felt too good. And now your begging for toxic cock raw”. I replied “yes sir, I need you in me, I’m ready for it, poz me”. Babydaddy said “but you always use a condom right?” I nodded sheepishly and he dangled Brad’s cumfilled condom in front of me hypnotically. “can you lube me with Brad’s manly DNA, use the condom, be safe”. Babydaddy told me to lie down on the front and sniff the poppers, as I did so I felt the rubber on my butt and finger in my ass. Just after I inhaled a huge sniff I felt the smooth feeling of cum running down my hole. Babydaddy laughed saying “no point resisting my dick now, you already got Brad’s poz cum in you”. I took another deep sniff of poppers and stood up kissing Babydaddy so passionately. I begged Babydaddy “I need you inside me so bad”. He lay down his dick proud and hard “it’s time but it’s your choice, walk out and I’ll ride Brad or get pozzed by this venomous snake, you have to actively choose, walk out thee door or slide down on my pole. I lowered myself onto Babydaddy’s poison rod. I kissed him again, then his chest as my hole got used to the poz monster inside me. Then I started to pump his cock with my hole begging him to use me and make me his poz son. I felt amazing to take such an alpha raw inside me. This was the night an apex alpha would make me pregnant. Eventually he threw me off and said “lick my balls”. I greedily sucked on his huge meaty balls. He said “I’m about to shove my venomous snake back in you raw – beg if you want it”. I begged “please Daddy, infect me, poz me, push Brad’s toxins further inside me. You can use my hole as often as you want, fuck me as often as you can until the poison takes hold”. He ordered my to get doggy style and without warning rammed his thick cock deep in me. It took me a moment to catch my breath then he picked up the pace and started pumping. Babydaddy asked “can you feel Brad’s seed being pushed into you”. I replied “yes sir, I love it, I need yours too, all those toxic swimmers inside me”. I’d never felt so full – his dick was the biggest I’d had and it felt so intimate raw. I begged “please give me your toxic seed, make me pregnant, be my daddy”. With that his cock began to swell, he slowed down and then I could actually feel him pumping a massive load inside me. “Oh daddy, your pozzing me” I moaned. As he thrust in my cock shot out so much cum. “Daddy this is my first hands free cum”. He pulled me back so he was lying down with me on top of him and his hard cock still inside. He laughed “I have that effect on lads, especially neg ones I’m pozzing – Its your balls pushing out the unfertile neg seed – how does it feel becoming a real man”. I replied “that was the best sex of my life, I never knew raw felt so good”. Babydaddy said “you’ll remember this day forever, the night you got the bug, once it grows in you, you’ll feel confident enough to top. Cherish my sperm and keep it inside you overnight”. All I could say was “yes sir!”.

Planning on travelling up tomorrow for the day - hoping there will be some BZ guys around? Let me know if you're headed there also...

Not for this pig. It is into strangers only and just isn't interested in men it knows. Not a conscious decision, just the way it is.

Love your gallery, so jealous of the diaper boys!

I think men should be honest with there status but as barebackers we have to know that the next load could be the one. that hot sexy man you picked up at the club and said he was negative but lied. The wicked poz out there spreading AIDS for revenge.

I love this. 🍆💦

Did the names get mixed up in the last paragraph?

Good start, more please!

Name: No Load Refused Location: Palm Springs Age: 51 Height: 5’ 8” Weight: 155 Ethnicity: white Mobile (text only) (510) 258-9976

Looking back now, so would I, but I probably would have been WAY too naïve ...

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.

You yourself should go on Prep if you are not already... As a reminder - it won't stop other STD's. Then stop asking because most are tops on Prep or Poz but medicated and thus undetectable so near to entirely safe... Poz guys not on meds will still be safe if you take your Prep diligently and the risk is almost nil.. People don't want too much drama... If you want to stay safe, rubber up or stay out of the sex groups.

I've had the cum fucked out of me, but have never had an anal orgasm as described. I have topped several bottoms that claimed and appeared to have them, everytime I would fuck them. Two of them that I fucked on a regular basis, for several years, would have their hole fill up with so much natural lube when it happened that we would literally soak whatever we were fucking on or the floor under us. All of them really seemed to really enjoy it, and usually had 2 or 3 of these orgasmic episodes before I would cum.

The more loads in the bottom the better. and hopefully the loads are toxic poz loads as I add my load with a three million viral count!

No, of course not. The whole point is that the loads came from anonymous Cocks, indicating that the bottom is a cumdump, which also indicates that he loves raw Cock up his gut, which is my kind of bottom !!!

Just the other night I hooked up a guy and during the course of texting he asked me if I do raw. I said of course and he volunteered "its all good anyways cause I'm neg". We hooked up and before he gave me the second load I said "your positive right?" He started laughing and said "of course I am"

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

Part 5 Panting and covered in sweat I finally reached the park, stopping at the same spot I stopped last week when I met Drew. Straddling my bicycle I could feel my hard meat straining against my shorts. I knew my underwear was soaked with the precum oozing from my cockhead. I had to stop myself from grabbing my groin and stroking. My eyes were darting all around, desperate to see Drew. But I didn't see him. I looked at my watch and noted it was around the same time of day as last week. Damn! I said to myself. Where is he? I need him to be here. This whole past week I kept reliving everything Drew and I did together in his apartment. I remembered the taste of his lips and precum, how much I loved eating his hole. I jacked off again and again at the memory of the tight warm wetness of his ass as I fucked him over and over as he encouraged me to breed him, to fuck my cum into him. My married cheating cum he called it a number of times which for some reason had heightened my lust. I found myself also wanting more of whatever it was we had smoked. It had made me let him take me down a path that I wanted to travel again. I had found myself checking out gay porn on the computer and jacking off to it every day. Drew had awakened urges inside me and I needed to satisfy those urges more. There weren't many people in the park but I realized I was noticing a few guys who were in sight. Some were maybe my age and others looked to be closer to Drew's age and I started wondering what they looked like naked. My gaze settled on a pair of guys coming out of a cluster of trees. My first thought was that it was a dad and his son out together in the park. They were walking slowly together talking to each other obviously. The older guy was mid 40's I guessed. Clean shaven, dark curly hair, wearing a pair of shorts that showed off tanned hairy legs, a tight white t-shirt and sandals. The younger one was also clean shaven with short brown hair and wearing sneakers – no socks – and a pair of gym shorts. He was carrying a t-shirt in one hand leaving his muscled hairy chest in plain sight. I wanted to run my tongue through his chest hair and hear him moan. They were walking in my direction and I kept watching. Then I saw the older guy run his hand down the young guy's ripped stomach and they were close enough for me to hear the boy moan. Hardly believing what I saw the boy moved his hand and cupped the other guy's crotch. Right there in the open! My dick was throbbing! I glanced quickly around and noticed no one else was near. It was just the 3 of us. Surely they weren't dad and son I told myself but their touching each other had me thinking of Drew and how he called me daddy. One more thing that turned me on but I couldn't say why. As they got nearer to me the young guy looked up and noticed me, still straddling my bicycle and looking at them. I could now see his lips were full and his eyes were a bright green. He grinned at me and said, “Hey man. How you doing?”, drawing the older guy's attention to me as well. I could make out flecks of gray in his dark hair and was very aware of his hard nips evident under his tight shirt. I felt an urge to lick and suck on them. He grinned too. “Nice bike guy. This is a good place to ride isn't it?” Trying to gain my composure I agreed that it was and that this was only my second time here. Before they had a chance to respond I heard myself asking, “Were you all in the trees just now? It looked like I saw you just appear out of the group of trees.” They looked at each other quickly and the young guy smiled and said, “Yeah but we weren't just in the trees. There's a path where you saw us come out that goes back into the park. It's private and secluded and you can see things that you won't see out here.” “Damn right!” the older guy said and they both snickered. “You oughta check it out,” he continued. “Yeah, c'mon,” the boy said. “We'll show you.” I couldn't say what it was but something about the way they were looking at me and their eagerness to show me this path was making me want to go with them. “I guess not,” I said unconvincingly. “I don't want to leave my bicycle out here where someone could steal it.” The good looking older guy told me the path was wide enough and I could bring my bike with me. I heard myself agreeing to let them show me the path and we headed in that direction. As we walked the boy told me his name was Ryan and the older guy introduced himself as Kevin. I told them my name and we said it was nice to meet each other. We approached the spot that I saw them exit the trees and sure enough there was a fairly wide path leading deeper into the cluster of trees. The path looked pretty well used and I mentioned this. “Oh yeah,” Kevin said smiling at Ryan. “It's used a lot. It's very popular.” He laughed and led the way with me following behind him and Ryan behind me. I couldn't help but notice how good Kevin's ass looked in his tight shorts and tried not to stare but wasn't doing a good job of it apparently. Because suddenly I felt Ryan right next to me and he said, “Yeah looks pretty hot, huh?” I stopped and looked at him. I stuttered a bit and asked him what he was talking about. Ryan grinned at me and licked his lips. “You know, Justin. Kevin's ass. Looks damn good with those tight shorts on doesn't it?” He ran a hand through the dark hair on his chest and involuntarily I let out a low moan. “What are you two talking about?” Kevin asked walking back toward us. Ryan didn't take his eyes off me as he answered Kevin, “Justin and I were saying how hot your ass looks in those tight shorts. Weren't we Justin?” “Yeah?” Kevin asked standing right in front of me. “I'm glad you think so Justin. You're damn hot yourself. Want to see my ass without the shorts on?” My heart and head were pounding as I felt my cock aching to get out of my shorts. Not waiting for an answer Kevin turned around in front of me, unsnapped the button on his shorts and let them drop to the ground. I gasped seeing his tight muscled hairy ass cheeks. “Hot ass isn't it Justin?” Ryan whispered as I felt his grip on my bulging crotch. “Bet you wanna touch it. Maybe even taste it, huh? His ass tastes so good. And he loves having it tongued.” “Fuck yeah I do!” Kevin answered wiggling his perfect bare ass at me. “Come on stud, eat my hole! Get your tongue in there!” I was moaning loudly now and felt Ryan pushing my shoulders down until I was on my knees, my face just inches from Kevin's bare exposed hairy hole. All the built up lust and need from the past week washed over me and I grabbed those meaty hairy cheeks and pulling them apart I buried my face and tongue in the offered hole. All it took was the first taste and I was devouring his manhole as passionately as I had eaten out Drew's last week. “Oh fuck yeah man!” Kevin cried out. “That's it stud! Eat that hairy hole. Get in their deep! Damn dude you're making my hole feel so fucking good!” I was licking and kissing and sucking on his hole probing as deep inside him as I could. I realized in my obsessed mind that I was tasting something that I hadn't tasted when I ate Drew's hole. Something kind of tart and wet. It took me a moment to realize what it was. There was cum in Kevin's asshole and I was sucking it out of him and swallowing it as I ate his ass! Oh fuck! I felt Ryan's wet lips at my ear and heard him whisper, “Yeah you're tasting that cum in there now aren't you Justin? Yeah man that's it. Eat his ass and suck that cum out of there. Suck MY cum out of his ass daddy!” What?! I screamed in my head. Ryan's cum in Kevin's ass? Ryan fucked Kevin?! Oh fuck!! I ate and sucked harder as I realized what Ryan had just told me. (to be continued)

**hey guys thanks for all your comments. glad you're liking it so far. drew is just getting started on justin's seduction.** Part 4 Drew had grabbed my hand and led me from the couch to his bedroom. He had me take a couple more hits of the fuck smoke as he sucked on my neck and nibbled my earlobe. My dick had never been so hard and needing to nut! “That's it, daddy,” he whispered in my ear as I exhaled my second hit. “Take that smoke in and let it help you let go and give in. It always makes me so damn horny. Is it making you horny too, daddy?” I moaned lustfully as I ran my hands down his toned naked sweaty back. “Hell yeah it is! Making me hornier than I've ever been.” Drew ran his tongue lightly over my lips and pulled his face back looking into my eyes. “Horny enough to want to fuck me, Justin? Horny enough to slide your hard cheating married cock into my boyhole and fuck me til you cum?” “Yes! Oh yes please!” I begged, having silenced the voices in my mind telling me earlier I couldn't do this. At this moment all I wanted was to give this hot young seductive stud what he wanted from me – my hard cock and cum. Drew had grinned with a look of hunger in his eyes and pushed me back onto his bed so I was flat on my back with my rigid throbbing boner swaying in the air. He got on the bed and straddled my waist lighting the pipe once again. Taking a huge hit he leaned forward and pressed his lips to mine, using his tongue to coax my lips to open, and then blew the smoke into my mouth. Surprised by this I instinctively inhaled drawing more of the white smoke into my brain and blood. Suddenly we were making out, our tongues exploring each other's mouth, moaning into each other. As we continued deep kissing I was only slightly aware of Drew's hand reaching behind him and taking hold of my cock. He stroked it slowly up and down a few times before breaking our kiss. He rose up just barely from my hips and moved barely backward and I felt my dripping cockhead touch the heat of his eager hole. “Fuck me daddy! Fuck your hard raw cock inside me and fuck the hell out of your boy's ass! Please fuck me!!” Saying that he pushed back and down and I felt a warmth and wetness I'd never known envelope my cockhead and a couple inches of the shaft. We both moaned loudly as I moved deeper inside his body, his ass almost pulling me in. “Oh fuck!” I cried out. “Oh my gawd your ass feels so good, so wet!” Drew ran his hands across my sweating chest as we both felt my balls rest against his ass cheeks. “And your dick feels fucking amazing daddy! So hard and thick. Filling me up.” He rubbed my stiff pointed nips and I arched my back in response nudging my cockhead further into his chute. “Oh yeah! Give it all to me daddy! You like my ass around your cock, Justin? Is it better than fucking pussy?” “So much better baby! So tight and sweet. I can't believe how great your ass feels!” Drew leaned down and gave me a brief kiss then raised back up running his hands over his smooth body looking intently at me. “Then let's fuck daddy!” he growled as he raised up off my cock until just the head rested inside, then slammed down on the full length of my shaft. And with that Drew began fucking himself on my cock, eventually rolling onto his back so I could slam deep and hard into his hole. Over the next hour-plus he showed me sexual pleasures I could not have imagined before meeting him. As I told him I was about to cum inside him for the 3rd time he wrapped his arms and legs tighter around me and answered, “Hell yes daddy! Give me another hot thick load of your married cum! You want to breed me again with your cheating horny cock don't you daddy? Tell me how hot it is giving your cock and cum to someone besides your wife!” I pounded harder into him, my rhythm all but disappearing. “Yes, yes it is fucking hot and so damn good boy! Here it cums baby! Take my married cum again in your guts where it belongs!” I thrust forward one more time and unloaded another load in this jock's hole, a load that felt as big as the first one I gave him. Spent and covered in sweat I pulled out of him and lay there for a few minutes. Rousing myself I started getting dressed telling Drew I had to get home. I had been gone way longer than usual and my wife was going to be worried..or pissed. As he walked me to his front door Drew kissed me softly on the lips and softly said, “I hope she won't be mad at you Justin. But even if she is, it was worth it wasn't it?” I nodded and said “Yes” as I heard the door close behind me and I got my bike and headed home. (more soon)

Part 2 I felt a battle going on inside my head as I pedaled closer to the park. Part of my mind was hoping I'd see Drew here again like last week, but part of my mind was hoping he wouldn't be here. That it was just some one-off unexplainable thing and I could forget it and go back to my normal, routine (vanilla?) life. But I couldn't forget it and I knew that was a fact as the memories from last week in Drew's apartment became clearer and sharper and I felt an urgency inside to see him again. My mind gave itself over to the memories flooding in. I was taking a third hit off the pipe and getting hornier and more eager with every cloud I was blowing, feeling the smoke free my mind in a way I never knew it could be freed. I was slouched down a ways on Drew's couch rolling my head back and forth as I felt my cock once more burrow into the deepest part of his throat, loving the way he was making me feel with his wet hungry mouth. My wife was not very good at cocksucking so I had never experienced the sensations Drew was giving me. I was thinking to myself again and again, “What else have I missed and not known about all these years? What other seducing feelings and urges that Drew was making me aware of. I blew out a huge white cloud, feeling the immediate erotic wave roll over me, and thrust my hips up hard into the sweating face of the naked sexy young stud who was kneeling between my wide spread legs forcing my dripping cockhead another centimeter or two deeper into his expert and welcoming throat. “Oh fuck, baby! Hot fucking damn! Yeah baby suck that cock. Use your throat and make love to daddy's dick. Damn boy you're making my cock harder than it's ever been! Holy fuck!! Take it you hot fucker!!” I looked down my sweat-soaked abs and locked eyes with the handsome cock-worshiper impaled on my rigid dick, and saw the smile even with his lips stretched wide around my thickness. There was something else in his eyes and face as well that I couldn't quite name, but it stirred something in my head that made me want this to go on forever and made me want to please him as much as he was pleasing me. I felt another stirring too and realized almost too late that his sucking mouth and throat had brought me to the edge of orgasm. “Oh, sh*t, boy! Damn! I'm close. Your mouth is gonna make daddy cum! So good! Your mouth feels sooooo good!” Suddenly the wet warmth was gone from around my cock and I felt the cool air brushing against it's throbbing wetness. “No! No!” I almost sobbed. “Why'd you stop dude? I was so close. I wanted to feed you my cum so bad!” Drew wrapped one strong hand around spit-slick cock and slowly stroked it, dissolving me into soft moans of sensual pleasure. “I know you wanted to cum down my throat and I want to taste it, but not yet. I have so much more to show you, Justin, and I don't want you cumming too soon then leaving. I want us to have a lot more fun first. Don't you want that too, daddy?” he asked looking at me as his tongue rolled across the piss slit in my cockhead lapping up a thick bead of precum. “Hell yes I do! I fucking love it! Need to keep going, baby!” Still staring intently at me I watched him dip his head just slightly then felt that amazing tongue licking all around and across my cum-filled hairy nuts. “Oh gawwwwwddddd, boy! Your tongue is fucking amazing! Where'd you learn to use it like you do? Mmmmmmmm. Lick 'em, Yeah feel how heavy they are with cum.” Laying my head back and closing my eyes I began playing with my nips and felt Drew nuzzle lower and more firmly into my sweaty blond crotch hairs then felt him take one full bulging ball into his perfect mouth and begin washing it with his spit and tongue. Fuck yeah!, I thought! Keeps feeling better and better. Feeling Drew release my nutsac and sensing his movement I raised my head and opened my eyes as he stood up from the floor and straddled his slim hot tight smooth body over my waist, his knees on the couch on either side of me. A look of complete lust crossed his face as he began slowly stroking his own hard cock and asked me, “Did you like what I did to your cock and balls, daddy? Did it turn you on having your hard married dick inside my mouth and throat, treating it like you said your wife never has?” One hand still stroking his rigid meat, the other hand moved to my furry nips and twisted them making me buck under him and moan. “Yeah, baby! You know how hot it made me. You took it all so eagerly and willingly. I could tell you liked having daddy's cock in your mouth. My wife rarely even tries to give me a blowjob anymore. You are so much better at it than she could ever be!” Drew had moved upwards a bit more and now had his knees right at my hairy armpits and the head of his dripping cock rubbing softly against my chin. I was staring at the clear thick drop of precum covering his cockhead and didn't realize I had licked my lips. But Drew realized it. He ran the fingers of one hand through my hair as he waggled his manhood before me. “Looks like the sexy married daddy from the park whose not into guys likes watching me stroke my hard 7” cock for you. Do you? Do you like seeing it slide in and out of my fist, putting on a show for you?” “Yes!”, I said in a cracked voice. “It looks so good, so.....so.....” I trailed off not sure what I was trying to say. Drew helped find the right word. “So tasty and delicious? Is that what you're saying daddy?” he said with a touch of glee in his soft whisper. “Yes that's it exactly! It looks so tasty!” Drew rose up higher on his knees bringing his oozing cockhead into contact with my lips. “Open up daddy and find out just how tasty your horny boy's cock is.” With no hesitation or resistance I parted my lips and felt the thick flesh of cock enter my mouth for the first time ever! I growled in my throat and raised my head forward taking more of this sexy stud's cock into my mouth. I was addicted right away! (to be continued)

I’m obsessed by large toys. While chemmed up and raw fisting a hole I need a long wide dildo or fat plug in me. My ass swallows them up and bounce around on them while servicing a sloppy cunt. When it’s my turn my hole just sucks in a fist. Love getting stretched, punch fucked taking further into me.

Here's chapter 9, hope you enjoy it as much as I did writing it ! Josh finally gets everything he wished for! --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Josh’s hands stroked my back as I kept moving inside Brandon and reveled in the velvety warmth of my son’s hole. Brandon’s soft moans and blissful face kept me going. I had such a gorgeous son; I still had a hard time believing I was lucky enough to get to enjoy his body the way I was. “God, Dad, your cock is amazing,” Brandon breathed out, head thrown back. I was mesmerized by the sight of my son’s neck and chest. I let my hands roam over Brandon’s pecs as I bent down to kiss my son. I was thrilled to hear Brandon’s moans, as well as Josh’s. “Fuck, you’re so hot,” Josh whispered, coming to lie down on the bed beside us. “Can’t believe I get to see this so close.” I turned to watch Josh, his blond hair all mussed. He was gorgeous in his mesh crop top, his cock peeking from his soaked thong. I couldn’t help myself and brushed his cock with my hand, scooping up as much precum as I could. “Here, son, have a taste of your brother,” I told Brandon as I brought my fingers to his mouth. He looked hesitant, but with one strong thrust of my hips, I got another groan out of my son. With his lips parted, I slipped my fingers inside and let him lick them clean. “Tastes good, doesn’t it?” I asked, grinning when Brandon nodded enthusiastically. Josh scooted closer to Brandon and cupped his face, bringing their lips together. “You look beautiful, little brother,” Josh said between kisses, thrusting his hips against Brandon’s. “Getting fucked by Daddy like this, the way you’ve always dreamed of.” “Fuck yes, fuck me, Daddy,” Brandon muttered before he grabbed Josh’s head and pushed him towards his cock. “Suck me, big brother.” “Gladly,” Josh replied as he went down on my son’s hard cock. It was a beautiful sight, Brandon getting pounded under me, Josh’s full lips wrapped around Brandon’s leaking cock. Josh was a talented sucker, his expert tongue sliding up and down Brandon’s full length with slow strokes was hypnotizing. “Yeah, you’re so good, big brother,” Brandon moaned. “You love sucking your little brother’s cock, don’t you?” “Fucking love it, you taste so good, baby bro,” Josh said. “I want your sweet cum in my mouth.” “Fuck, boys, you’re so nasty,” I said as I fucked Brandon’s hole faster. “Isn’t it better when you get along? You’re so hot together.” “Yes, Daddy,” Josh said, his smile so big as he slapped Brandon’s thick cock on his cheek. “Can’t wait to take your two cocks in me, I need your cum in my hole so bad, Daddy.” “FUCK!” I shouted as I shot my load deep inside Brandon, Josh’s words pushing me over the edge. “Oh yes, Daddy, breed me,” Brandon said. “Jesus, love feeling your warm cum filling me, Daddy.” “Fuck, little brother,” Josh said as he moved up on the bed to kiss Brandon. I stood there with my cock still buried deep inside my son as I watched him kiss Josh. I leaned down and slipped out of Brandon’s hole, unable to help myself, and inserted my tongue between theirs. It was a messy kiss, but I loved it, feeling both Josh and Brandon’s tongues caressing mine. I just wish we had cum to share between us. “I want you to fuck me,” Josh broke our kiss. “Both of you.” “Get over here,” Brandon said, manhandling Josh until the latter was straddling him. I guided Brandon’s cock under Josh’s plump ass, moving the thin thong to the side until Josh’s smooth hole was accessible. I slipped my finger in easily, my load from earlier still present inside Josh. “Fuck, yes, Daddy,” Josh whined as he arched his back, presenting his meaty ass to me. I grabbed both cheeks and massaged that beautiful ass, moving it down until Brandon’s cock pressed against Josh’s hole. Josh had no trouble taking Brandon’s thick cock all the way. I sat on the bed and enjoyed the show as I waited for my cock to recover. Josh looked gorgeous riding Brandon so gracefully, his sculpted abs flexing as his hips moved like waves. “You feel so good, little brother,” Josh said, his ass bouncing on Brandon’s cock as his hands cupped Brandon’s pecs for support. “Love your raw cock inside me. Can you feel Daddy’s cum? Best lube in the world.” “Just so you know,” Brandon panted as he fucked Josh harder with each thrust. “Only I get Daddy’s cum from now.” “Now, now, boys,” I said, lying down beside Brandon and turning his face towards me. “I have enough for you both, ok? I love you, son.” I tried to convey my passion through a kiss, sucking on my son’s tongue as I stroked his neck. Brandon’s taste was addictive, I couldn’t imagine living the rest of my life without him now. He was perfect, my own flesh and blood. “Can’t get enough of you two,” Josh said, catching my attention. He was filming us again, but with Brandon’s phone. “Don’t worry, Daddy, this is only for us to enjoy in the privacy of our home. It’d be a shame not to capture this.” Josh then pointed the camera at his body, his cock waving around as he kept riding Brandon. I took the phone from Josh to get a better angle. I took some distance to capture the two beautiful bodies moving in perfect harmony. The filthy sounds that were coming from them as well as their glistening sculpted torsos was enough to get my hardon going again. I stroked myself slowly as I got closer, taking a close shot of Brandon’s shiny abs and cock sliding in and out of Josh’s smooth hole. I sat on Brandon’s face to get the best shot of Josh’s body facing me, and I let out a yelp when I felt Brandon’s tongue in my hole. “Mmhh, thank you, Daddy,” Brandon said as he sucked the load he put in my hole. I pushed my hole out more to give better access to Brandon’s talented tongue, feeling his thick cum oozing out for him to eat. Josh gestured at the phone with his hand, so I gave it to him. “Yeah, little bro, eat Daddy’s ass,” Josh encouraged Brandon, the camera pointing at me. Josh was a pro; his hand was steady and followed his movements as he kept bouncing on Brandon’s length. He moved the camera from my face to Brandon’s cock in one slow shot before he pointed it at himself. “I’m the luckiest bastard in the whole world,” Josh said to the camera with a wink and his tongue out. “Come on, Daddy, get in there with Bran-bran, I can take it.” I didn’t need to be told twice. I moved behind Josh, wrapping my arms around his strong body, caressing his pecs underneath the thin mesh top he was still wearing and pinching his hard nipples while planting kisses all over his shoulder and neck. Josh grabbed my face to give me a kiss, dropping the phone on the bed to pull my cock towards his ass. My cock was slightly lubed from fucking Brandon earlier, but I still took the time to get more lube. If Josh wanted to be double penetrated, more lube wouldn’t hurt. “Oh yeah, right there, Daddy,” Josh panted as I eased my cock in. “Go all the way in.” Fucking someone alongside another man’s cock was a whole new experience for me. I could feel both both Josh’s warm hole—which was slippery from the load I deposited earlier—as well as Brandon’s cock rubbing against mine. It was pure ecstasy. I loved rubbing my cock against another man’s, I could cum just from that, but doing it inside another man’s hole? It was even better. “Oh yeah, just like that, Daddy, little bro,” Josh whined as he lay on top of Brandon, burying his face in Brandon’s neck as I kept pounding him. Brandon moved at a slower pace than me, probably focusing more on Josh’s lips. I loved fucking Josh with Brandon’s hardon along mine, loved watching those two young, muscled jocks kissing each other while doing it. My brain was in sensory overload. “I’m going to cum, big brother,” Brandon said, his arms wrapped tightly around Josh as they kissed passionately. “Going to fill you up.” “Do it, son, breed your brother,” I said as I picked the pace up, hoping to shoot my load at the same time. “Let’s do it together, son, your cum slut of a brother needs it bad, doesn’t he?” “So bad, Daddy,” Josh panted. “I need your thick, creamy Daddy load inside me all the time.” “Then you’re going to get it, boy,” I grunted, pushing my cock all the way inside before I came. “I’m cumming too, Daddy, oh fuck,” Brandon shouted, his cock pulsing with mine as we came. I saw white for a second as I let my climax take over me, draping myself over Josh’s back while I caught my breath. For a while, all I could hear were our heavy breaths. I took a deep breath, inhaling the rank scent of our sweat and cum, as well as the residual citrus scent from Josh’s body wash. “That was amazing, boys,” I said, kissing Josh’s back as I pulled out of his ass. Josh rolled over and lay on his back, reaching down to his hole to retrieve some of our mixed loads. Josh brought his fingers to his mouth, eyes closed as he licked them slowly. “Mmhh, so good,” Josh hummed. I took a good look at Brandon, whose intense gaze was fixed on me. I noticed the pool of thick cum on Brandon’s abs, Josh’s load no doubt, and leaned down to lap at that sweet nectar. “Give me some, Daddy,” Brandon said, pulling me up so I could lay on top of him. I let some of Josh’s load drip from my tongue until it landed on Brandon’s before I closed my mouth over his. Josh joined our cummy kiss, our tongues meeting again happily with cum to share. It was an intense kiss, I savored the different flavors of cum we shared between us as I moaned in pleasure. “There’s some left here,” I said, pointing at my cock as I rose and kneeled over Brandon and Josh’s mouths. They worked together like pros, both licking the cum off of my cock until it was clean, their lips meeting over my cock. It was too hot to pass capturing forever, so I picked up Brandon’s phone again to film this gorgeous view. Brandon and Josh looked up at the camera with matching grins as they kept licking at my cock with their pursed lips. They kissed again; their faces covered in cum that I couldn’t resist licking myself. The sight of them would forever be burned in my mind and readily available for me to watch over and over again now on film. These wholesome-looking studs doing something so dirty made my cock hard again but I could probably not cum anymore tonight. I inserted myself between them on the bed, lying on my back with Brandon and Josh sticking to my sides, their legs draped over me as we made out some more. “I love you, boys,” I said as I threaded my fingers through their wet hair. I breathed heavily still, trying to slow my breaths and heartrate after that intense workout. “Love you more, Dad,” Brandon said as he moved closer and wrapped his arm around my waist. I couldn’t stop kissing him, my hot and nasty son. Josh was starting to doze off, head resting on my chest as his hand idly stroked my cock. I didn’t remember being so happily fucked out in my life and I couldn’t even think properly. I was exhausted in the best way possible and fought to stay awake. It was almost 6 a.m., one hour before Kate’s night shift ended. It was bad enough that I was cheating on her with our son and his frat brother, but I felt even worse that I didn’t want her home to interrupt us. I had truly gone off the deep end now, there was no turning back. “I have to go,” I told Brandon, cupping his face to see his bright and loving eyes. The adoration in his gaze was almost too much for me to bear, I couldn’t remember Brandon looking at me like that before. Had he always looked at me this way and I was just blind to it? He did say he’d wanted me for a long time, which was unfathomable to me. I’d never thought of him as a sexual partner before this whole Grindr thing, but now I couldn’t stop seeing him this way. “Your mom’s coming home soon.” “I hate it,” Brandon said, his fingers playing with my nipples. “Don’t leave, Dad. I want to fall asleep in your arms.” “I know, son, so do I,” I said with a sigh, dreaming of the life he and I could not possibly have. At the end of the day, we were still father and son. I couldn’t see any future where he and I could have this all the time. Brandon pulled me in for a slow kiss, his arms wrapped so tightly around me I couldn’t move. He was an insatiable boy, his cock brushing against mine with every swing of his hips. “Brandon, you have to let me go.” “Screw Mom,” Brandon said. “Let her find out and leave us alone.” “You’re crazy,” I said as he kissed me again. My cock was straining after everything I put it through in the last 24 hours. I pushed him gently, trying to ignore the whine that left him as I got out of bed slowly. The kicked puppy look Brandon was giving me was heartbreaking. I moved Brandon over to Josh in my place, who immediately latched onto him. “Be nice to your brother,” I told Brandon, dropping a kiss on them. I took Brandon’s phone and snapped a picture. They looked perfect in their naked glory. I reluctantly went to get cleaned up in my bathroom, washing away all traces of our love making. I hung my head and let the water massage my neck and shoulders as I fingered my tender hole. There was little cum left in there, which I happily ate. There was no way I could go to work in a couple of hours with so little sleep, I was dead on my feet. Once showered and dry, I fell on my mattress like a ton of bricks, succumbing to slumber quickly with the image of my sexy son as my last thought.

Yes there is a padded bench in far back area. Other little "cubby hole" areas where you can be bent over a chair, or stand against fence to get fuckt!

Straight out of college I worked as a IT helpdesk guy at a big phone company. One day I got a message on manhunt from a faceless profile I’d I was the guy from the IT helpdesk, which lead to me being directed to a disabled toilet on one of the upper floors in the building. An mid level exec showed up and I we became work fuck buds until I was assigned elsewhere. I loved that one. But a few years back I made the mistake of going on Grindr at home and being relentlessly stalked by this horrible guy in my building why I wouldn’t fuck him. Even had the audacity to come to the door a couple of times.

It was Thursday night. The night before I turn the big 1 8. School had been a blur. Daddy Steve and Daddy John gave me free rein to check out the USB sticks and enjoy the dirty perverted sex capades they have had in the past. They opened my eyes to so much. In particular, just how cruel Daddy John was to Daddy Steve. He really did enjoy treating him like an object over a person. He especially enjoyed letting strangers treatt him the same way. There were clips where Daddy Steve was being brutally raped by all sorts of guys begging for mercy, only being laughed and mocked at. I watch all sorts of ages and race fuck him. I was put off whenever I saw old guys fuck him. In particular, the ones that looked ill and frail. But the scariest where the big solid guys that looked like they could break you in two with only their forearm. One particular video had Daddy Steve passed out while this big solid guys with hairy shoulders fucking hard and fast into daddy Steve’s ass. Daddy Steve was like a floppy rag doll. There were slap marks all over his body. Dried cum crusted over his face and hair and over his ass cheeks. His cock was bound in a cock cage. Daddy John must have been behind the camera, the solid hairy guy asked Daddy John how long he had been out for. Daddy John said about 5 hours and had about 37 strangers use him. The solid hairy guy said he could tell because Daddy Steve’s hole was loose and felt like he was fucking a pool of custard there was that much cum in him. Shortly after, the solid hairy guy tensed up and unloaded in Daddy Steve. I watched as he pulled his 7inch cock out, it was slick and shimmering with cum. It was too much. All I wanted to do was pull myself off and unleash my load. But my dad’s gave me one rule. That was to not cum until they say so. That was hard. I had not blown a load since before the grand finale. My dad’s knew of this and I swear I reckon they found it amusing. And to torture me that little bit more, all week they walked around the house without their shirts on. Daddy John would only wear his towel around his waist after a shower, barely dry himself off and letting the water drip through his hairy muscly chest and abs. Sometimes he would move in close to me and rub his hard cock on me. I was on edge. He would wrap his strong bulging veiny arms around me as though he was giving me a hug, but he would hold on obviously too long, nudging his raging hard on against my upper abs. he was a tall man, 186cm massive wide shoulders that easily curl in around my entire body. His skin radiated a comfy heat that made me feel safe. But it hit me. This is my dad. My biological dad. This is totally wrong… This… Sexual attention. But why did it feel so right for me. Why did I like it so much. I felt so safe in his arms. So safe, I knew I would let him do what he pleased with me. It was then that I looked up to see him staring down at me. His big brown eyes gazing, reading, taking all of me in. It felt as though he was reading my mind. The corner of his right lip surrounded by this bushy silver grey beard turned up. ‘It’s your big day tomorrow son. You finally become a young man. A man to choose his own decisions. How do you feel?’ he asked. I stared for a long while into his big brown eyes. I was lost in their mystery. I almost forgot that he asked me a question when he rubbed the back of his big hand over my cheek. I found myself curl into it. ‘I feel proud dad. I feel ready to be independent.’ Daddy John through his head back and chuckled. ‘Oh I don’t know about independent son.’ He looked back at me, ‘but definitely ready to choose your destiny.’ I wasn’t sure what he meant by that. Isn’t that the same thing? He finally pulled away from me and I instantly felt colder. My own skin wanted that radiant heat back. He walked to the exit of the kitchen, but stopped and turned back. ‘I’m heading out son. I won’t be back until the morning. I have some plans I need to make.’ He gave me that big brown eye stare again. His right lip jerked up slightly as he continued ‘You take the time to think about what you want for you birthday. We will talk about it in the morning.’ And he walked out. Think about what I want for my birthday? I already know. I want to become a pig, like my Daddy Steve. That night I did not have a wink of sleep. My mind kept pacing through all the different pig things I could do. And because of that I had a hard on as stiff as metal. 6am and I got up. In nothing but my boxer briefs I walked into the Kitchen. Daddy Steve was already awake and sitting at the island. ‘Happy birthday son!’ he galloped around the island tackled me into a massive hug. ‘Oh! Thank you Dad!’ ‘How does it feel?’ He asked as he loosened his grip, ‘You know. You being 18?’ ‘I don’t know. I still feel like I am 17. It has only been a few hours.’ I laughed. Daddy Steve grinned .’Oh, you will feel the difference. You will feel it soon enough.’ He moved back to the island. I leant over the other side. ‘Have you thought about what you want for your birthday?’ ‘You know what I want Dad. I want to become a pig, like you. I want to feel free and enlightened and enhance that confidence by not being ashamed for who I am.’ Daddy Steve smiled. ‘Where do I start dad?’ Daddy Steve chuckled. ‘you’re a spry kid, you know.’ And he patted me on the back. ‘Well?’ ‘Well what?’ ‘When do I start?’ ‘… First you need to condone it. Give up your rights. All your rights. Everything that is you, you need to give it up.’ ‘To you?’ ‘No…’ Said a familiar voice from the entrance, ‘To me.’ Daddy John stood at the entrance. He was wearing nothing but leather chaps, a black leather jockstrap with silver studs around the pocket of the pouch. Black gauntlets with pointy studs covering the back of them, a leather harness that shaped perfectly around his hairy muscle pecs, and a black leather barat. My cock saluted him instantly. ‘If you want to be a piglet. You give up all your body, your soul and everything that comes with it, to me.’ My whole life he had control over me. I was under his gruelling obligation to do what he told me to do. It was why I had good grades, why I was so good at football. It was all because of him, so what difference does it make now that I am 18. Like a moth to a flame I found myself saying the words ‘Daddy John, I give up all my adult rights to you.’ Daddy John grabbed me by the throat and pushed me up against the Fridge. Locked eyes. His brown opals pulled me into that obsequious state of feel. Daddy John has control over me. I didn’t move. I allowed him to hold me tight on the throat, wedged against the fridge and him. He rubbed the back of his left hand down my chest and torso. I could the tips of the spikes to his gauntlets scrape against my skin. His fingers tucked into the band of me briefs and with one swift, he ripped them off leaving my rock hard cock exposed. He broke his stare and looked down. Noticed my throbbing knob leak pre cum. ‘Mmm. Lick your old man’. His tone was low like a growl. ‘Steve! Grab the tube’. Daddy Steve left the kitchen. Daddy John gripped my cock and begun stroking it. My eyes rolled to the back of my head. ‘Look at me boy’. I looked back. His piercing eyes pulled me back in to his dominating grip. His pace picked up. My horniness was on an extreme high from holding off for so long. I knew I was not going to last. And with the notion of knowing that it was my father doing this to me took me to an intense level of intimacy. Daddy Steve returned, and just in time. I felt my balls tighten up. My body shivered. My breath quickened. Daddy John chuckled that deep burly chuckle of his. I lost control. Daddy Steve moved the tube under my cock. Jets and jets of cum spewed out of cock and Daddy Steve caught it. With every jet of cum I felt my horniness drain out of me. My energy sucked out of my body through my orgasm. ‘Good lad’. Daddy John’s lip perked up. He seemed pleased. Daddy Steve sealed the tube and left the room. I was wrecked from that intense orgasm but Daddy John did not let go of my cock, ‘You’re my little faggot boy now’. Daddy Steve was not joking when he said Daddy john likes him in a state where he was not feeling horny. And this is where Daddy John had me right now. ‘I need to sit down’. Attempting to speak while my throat was crushed by Daddy John’s grip. ‘Is my little faggot tired? Does he want to rest?.. Too bad.’ he moved in close. His manly lips close to mine. His salt and pepper beard lightly touching my face ‘I own you boy. Today I am going to take your virginity. Today I breed you. Today… I will make you my POZ faggot piglet.’ With that he planted his lips on mine. The strength of his mouth forced my mouth open, I felt his massive tongued forced its way into my mouth. It was like a suction cap. He let go of my throat and moved his hand behind my head to press my face harder into his pash. My tongued couldn’t help but massage his tongue. His beard scratched against my boyish virgin skin. He pulled me in close to his hairy muscly body with his free arm and held me tight. His hand crawled down the to my lower back. Fingers trailed down my left ass cheek. He gripped it tight and lifted me up. Naturally my legs wrapped around his solid waist. Daddy John walked us to the kitchen table. I could sense Daddy Steve hand returned. Daddy John finally broke his pash and lowered me onto the surface of the table. Daddy Steve walked to the far end of the table and grabbed a hold of my ankles. Daddy John stepped back slightly. I watched him in his full dominance. The shape of his body enhanced by the leather harness and light of the sun shining through the windows. He moved his big hands to his crunch and rubbed it a little. Then, he quickly unsnapped the pouch to his jockstrap unleashing his rock hard 12.5inch cock. The veins pulsed down his thick shaft as it saluted the Australian flag. And his knob glisten through the massive amounts of pre cum oozing through the slit. Daddy John precums a lot. Another similarity between he and I. Something Daddy John picked up on. Then I realised. His huge cock was not going to fit in my tiny ass hole. I didn’t want it anymore. I was drained from my orgasm and I no longer wanted to do this. that feeling I spoke to Daddy Steve about. Fear replaced excitement. I have only been 18 for a few hours and now I am about to lose my virginity to my father who is HIV positive and is going to convert me. I had to stop this. Put a pause on it and let me readjust my thoughts and maybe reconsider the idea of being a pig. God dam it! I hated how my frame of mind changes when I blow my load. I trailed my eyes up Daddy John’s hairy body until I reached his eyes. He was watching me. The right side of his lip tightened. It was like he was reading my mind. ‘I own you boy. You are my property.’ He moved in close. His hands rapped around my thighs pressing them against the table, spreading my ass cheeks wider, leaving my virgin hole fully exposed. The heat radiated off Daddy Johns cock only inches away. ‘Stop Dad. I don’t want to do this.’ A voice from behind ‘Son, you gave your rights away a moment ago.’ Daddy Steve looked down on me ‘You have no choice. To be a pig you need to accept it no matter how much you don’t want it. It’s the only way.’ ‘I don’t want to be a…’ Daddy John pressed his cock against my virgin hole ‘Argh!’. Daddy John rubbed his knob in a circular motion, rubbing his precum on my rectum. ‘This is the only lube you will get.’ He pressed harder. My hole wouldn’t give way, but his strength was to strong and overpower my rectum. My hole was unwillingly forced open. ‘ARGH!!’ I cried against the intense bolt of pain shooting through my ass, stiffening my body. The skin of his knob gripped against the skin of my hole. Daddy John is a strong man and I knew it would not take much to break his way in. I held my breath in my throat. My body paralysed in the fear and shock of the invasion but I managed to press my hands against Daddy Johns hairy chest. but Daddy Steve quickly grabbed my wrists and held them up over my head, pinning them tight. I was completed exposed. ‘You need to relax son. John won’t stop. It will be less painful if you relax your body.’ ‘No! Stop! I DON’T WANT THIS – AHH!!’ I couldn’t relax. It finally gave way. Daddy Johns knob broke through the ring of my hole. I felt a sharp fullness with an intense burning sensation. My inner walls were splitting. Daddy John gave a deep burly moan within his abdomen. ‘Son. When Daddy John starts to fuck. He won’t stop until he has pumped his load deep in you.’ ‘Oh God! Please Stop!!’ ‘BOY!!’ Daddy John growled. I looked back at him with glazed watery eyes, ‘My cock is going in. Your old man is taking your virginity and it is going to hurt.’ He spoke in third person,’ Your dad is going to fuck and wreck your hole until he infects you with his POZ load. YOU. BOY. You are going to accept it whether you like it or not. You are becoming the pig you want to be. It is the only way.’ For a moment he just looked into my soul. My now impure soul… then he pushed. I couldn’t resist and his cock forced it way into my hole. His cock gripped against the inner walls of my rectum like sand paper scraping against a wooden surfaces. I groaned in pain. My mind went into a state of chaos. Telling itself that my hole will be ok. It won’t be that bad… but it was that bad. My hole was not going to be the same again. My body felt full. I could have sworn Daddy John had his full length in me. ‘You’re only 5inchs in boy.’ He was reading my mind. He pushed harder forcing more of himself into me. ‘You are raping me. STOP.’ Thinking that would make Daddy John reconsider doing this. he only chuckled. ‘I’ll go to the police Dad, if you continue doing this,’ ‘You devoted your life to me boy. You are MINE! I will do this. J will break your hole in and infect you with my HIV. I own you pig boy. You go to the police. That will not stop your old man.’ He pushed further in. his veining cock gripped into the inner walls of my ass. It was too much for me and everything went black. I don’t know how long I was out. But I remember waking up to that same intense pain with Daddy John fucking me hard and fast. ‘Argh!!’ ‘You’re awake. Good. Daddy John wants you awake. He doesn’t want you to miss out on your first experience.’ ‘Steve. He is bleeding.’ ‘Good. The bug will catch on quicker John.’ I looked down at Daddy John. His muscles glistened. Biceps were tensed from his grip against my thighs. The hair on his chest was matted and his forehead beaded with sweat. He kept throwing his head back in ecstasy. His pumping seemed to feel a little easier in my hole. It must be the blood lubricating the friction. I wept. I couldn’t believe this was happening. Yes. My dad’s were right. I asked for it. But the reality of it was completely different. I thought my dad’s were to protect me from these things. Protect me from predators. They are the predators. They’re the rapists. ‘Yeah that it faggot. You’re taking your old man’s dick. You’re being bred.’ I cried like a six year old boy. There was nothing I can do. My mind separated itself from my body in a way to deal with the torture. Daddy John’s pelvis was thumping against my ass. His balls smacked my ass with every pump. His pubic hair scratched against my sensitive skin intensifying the burning sensation. Daddy John groaned. I felt his cock expand even more inside my hole. ‘I’m going to infect you boy.’ Then he moved his arms behind the back of my knees and closed his big strong hands behind my head, pulling my while body in closer. My face was an inch away from his face. My eyes locked with his. There was a look of determination behind his brown eyes. Beads of sweat from his forehead dripped on my face. Some in my mouth. Then, He locked lips with mine. His tongue invaded my mouth. I struggled to breathe. He groan as his thrusts became shorter and more frequent. He groaned into my mouth and held his pelvis tight against my arse. He pulsed inside my hole. He was cumming. Injecting me with his infected load. I could feel his cock pump jet after jet of cum into my wrecked ass. He broke his kiss and groaned loud. ‘I’m infecting you boy! Feel that POZ load filling your hole. Feel it claiming your body! Ahhh!!.’ It felt like it went for 10mins or so. Finally he fell limp on top of me. His weight pinned me down and I could hardly breathe. His sweat slick on my body. Finally he lifted himself off. His cock, while still rock hard, slid out of my hole. Suddenly there was a cool breeze across my rectum. I couldn’t control my ass muscles, a moment later I felt cum pure out of my ass. Daddy Steve let go of my wrists and I lifted myself up. Before me stood Daddy John. Hands on his hips huffing and puffing from the intense bang he just unleashed. I trailed down his sweaty muscly body to see his rock hard cock glistening with cum juices. There were streaks of blood as well. A reminder that he made sure there was direct access for his bug to enter my system. ‘How could you do that dad.’ I wept. ‘you are my father. You are supposed to protect me.’ Daddy John grunted. He was displeased. ‘Piglet. This is what you wanted. This is what you signed up to a moment ago.’ His voice was cold with malice. ‘I’m going to the police.’ ‘Go. Boy. You do that. I assure you this. You won’t file that rape complaint. And you will come back for more of your old man’s cock. I said this before. You choose your own destiny.’ And Daddy John walked out of the kitchen ‘Right now, you are not seeing things straight.’ Daddy Steve ‘It’s that state of mind I spoke to you about son. Your father is right. You will come back for more. And I promise you this. When you do. Daddy John will punish you for it. Remember that.’ Daddy Steve followed his husband leaving me in a pool of infected cum.

+1 to quick discreet unloading. I used to put up a private, cloth gloryhole at my apartment. Many men needed to swing by before work, after gym, before heading home. I'm no snob but there were some very hot & hung men in that lineup 😄 So private != public gloryholes; they're 2 different beasts IMO: public for some voyeur/exhibition/group action but private for quick discreet/anon bjs & fucks. And yes, both focus on the cock & hole 😉

This is beautiful, and beautifully written, @hntnhole ! You mention restroom glory holes as well as bar or bookstore glory holes. Both kinds are important but the restroom ones, to me, are the ultimate...the serendipity, the spontaneity, the random men, the adrenaline rush, and the way that a blowjob or a quick fuck can be interleaved with one's regular day (you can rejoin your BF/GF/husband/wife outside, go back to the office, etc.). It's also fascinating to sample restroom glory holes in different cities. Having to use two different kinds of modern-day "pissoirs" (essentially, outdoor, minimally-sheltered urinals) on my last trip to Paris prompted me to do some research. I was able to find and visit the last remaining "Vespassienne" (historic Parisian urinal enclosure and men's meeting place). Of course there was no one else there, but I could just imagine what it was like for two gay men to meet and have a furtive encounter in a place like that in the late 1800s.

One night when I had too much time on my hands.

I've always been curious about fisting and wanted to experiment. All through the pandemic and lock downs, I have been training with a number of 'toys' due to lack of the real thing. I typically start with small and work my way up to the two center ones - the thick beast and the fist replica. I agree with @find91 that a LOT of this is mental and relaxation. I recently had a few hours of assplay with one of my FWB and for the first time - he was able to actually get his fist inside me. It was VERY intense. I have fisted him a few times and I finally understand what he meant when describing the feeling. Wow. So.. once or twice a month, I plan to continue to 'train'... I also plan to get the real thing again, as soon as possible. I agree that toys are great for training - but you can't beat the real meat!!

Nice Group. I will start on the left and work my way up. 🙂

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