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Part 3: Father O’Brian walked in and made sure to not lock the door. He walked straight to my dad and started to make out with him. For 20 seconds I watched him kiss my father, wet tongue, and wondered how long my local priest has been a part of all this too. But then he stopped kissing dad and said “don’t stop boy, your dad needs to be used by his son too, don’t you think?” I instinctively obeyed and further rimmed my dads ass. It smelled like heaven. And I wanted to ask more about Father O’Brian, but couldn’t now keep off of dads hole with my tongue and lips. Father O’Brian started undressing and stated “I was about to head straight home from church, looong day. But then I got the most peculiar video of a tweeked out boy doing t and being a naughty naughty boy. Then just given this address and no questions asked. I’m so happy you are finally embracing your true self Alex.” As he was talking to me like another proud dad, I saw on his now shirtless self a biohazard symbol with what looked to be a skull. I figured this is what it means to be a proud poz man. And even though he’s older, Father O’Brian is very handsome. His eyes met mine while still licking dads hole and swallowing every taste I could. he smiled like dad and master then seeing my gaze while taking direction to eat our dads hole. Dad was squirming and moaning like I haven’t heard before. And being so loud, pretty sure anyone outside walking by could probably hear. Father O’Brian said “you like my tattoo my son? Yes, it took me a bit but with masters encouragement I embraced what I have become. I am a highly potent toxic pig myself. And knowing I infect others makes me feel accomplished. And seeing you fixed on it, I’d say you don’t mind. Must have been taught right already to lust for poz.” He took his pants off showing his black and gray jockstrap bulging through. Dad immediately went forward to it licking and sucking through the fabric. He moaned and smiled, and told me to grab the baggie. I did as instructed immediately. It was incredible seeing dad now in heat. When I grabbed the bag, father obrian spit on my dads face. He smacked his face a bit, not a whack but definitely wasn’t expecting that. He told me to use his card he handed me to crush a line. “I know you know how to make a line. But here’s a trick I’m gonna further teach you. Take this straw and scoop the crushed tea with it.” I was handed a cut plastic straw, what looked it was used with scissors or something. I crushed a line, scooped a bit of t in it. As I scooped father O’Brian took out his own lube from his pants on the floor. Apparently priest come prepared. He applied it to dads hole while telling dad to stay still. Then those magic words “now put that line onto your dick my son” said father O’Brian. “are you sure? What if it falls off?” “then you’ll scoop it up with your tongue. It’s not gonna go to waste” I slowly scooped the crushed bits into the straw and found it easy to poor right on my hard cock. This was amazing. “Now my son, slam your cock into your own fathers hungry hole!” ”wont that burn? It burned my nose and this is a huge line.” I said Dad barked “FUCKING DO WHAT YOUR TOLD SON, REMEMBER WHAT YOU AGREED TOO! I NEED YOU TO FUCK ME ROUGH NOW.” I had a second hesitation thinking of everything. My dad may of fucked me, but I never imagined he was a bottom before. I never imagined a priest would be ordering him around or have me put t on my dick. And all of a sudden, I went forward. I slid my cock into dads hole without going slow. Dad just looked back at me on all fours “MMMMMM GOOD SON, KEEP IT THERE AND LET MY NASTY POZ HOLE ABSORB THE DRUG.” I felt it sizzling in his warm hole. This is amazing . Father O’Brian then took my head, brought it to his, and made out with me. Dad started ti ride my raw cock that was inside of him, squeezing his hole onto my dick. This was all so much but felt just right. Like I was meant for incest. father O’Brian took his full dick out and dad knew what to do. He was getting so high with every passing second. He was an animal. I didn’t even know he could be like this. Father O’Brian parted our kiss saying “you know your next, right boy? And when I fill you that will be your third different strain of poz cum. I’ve been wanting to bug you for years. Just like your master and I did to your father.” I started to Moan like a pig hearing and feeling all this. “You want to be poz right now, don’t you boy?” “oh yes father, yes father O’Brian” ”good, but first cum inside your actual father. Give him your pathetic neg load. It won’t be long till you have the fuck flu. Now breed. Breed you father. Then I will breed you. And you will have for sure chances of claiming a biohazard tattoo. I know you want to earn one, say yes slut.” I was pounding and pounding and pounding and screamed “YES FATHER, I NEED TO BE POZZED!” With that I felt my balls tighten and my cock shoot my load deep inside dads cock. I heard him scream like an animal. I thought it was pain after finishing I was going to pull out. But dad held me right there and rode me harder. “I promise you son, you will be poz like us. Ahhhh fuck you feel amazing.” then father O’Brian went behind me, took his cock and covered it in shards I crushed from the bag. I felt lube spurted on my hole and without earning an intense burn and pain. Father O’Brian fucked be without warning. Kept going inch by inch so fast. And he stayed there. “stay their boy. I know it hurts but I’m gonna show you what you just did to your dad…just rougher and better.” The shards hurt like a bitch. I screamed and felt them slowly dissolve. Father O’Brian and dad both held me. Dad was still keeping my cock in his hole while father O’Brian kept his burning shard covered cock in me. It felt like 8 inches fully hard. “Mmmm your hole is so good. It just is asking to be used and abused. And no doubt you will be bugged with my dick and load added.” suddenly the shards started To kick in effect and my ass was on fire but in the best Way. Father O’Brian went back and forth slowly telling me “ your not the first father and son I’ve done this too. Come to church more often and I’ll tell you who else. You can always come to my office or confession booth. My other employees will love you too.” He was kissing my neck and started to increase his speed. The shards were now fully dissolved. Dad just said “I’m jealous son, to be pozzed and converted again is something I wish would could repeat.” then father obrian just started going full force on my ass. He rapped his hands around my throat and was chocking me. Dad just said how hot this was. But even with lack of air I slid back on the priests raw toxic dick. He let go to give me a Moment to breath and asked me “shall I give you my toxic load my boy?” “OOOOH FUCK POZ ME!” I responded. Then felt his cock tense, his sweat drip on me, my dad still on the floor with my cock still in his hole, and felt the biggest load that shot inside me yet. father obrian moaned so loud. He kissed me, then chocked me some more. Then finally as he was done moaning he collapsed on top of the both of us. we were all sweating, tweeked and in total bliss. We took a moment to kiss one another before getting off of eachother one by one. I got back on the couch with both my dad and Father Obrian next to me. They looked at me and Father Obrian said “you will for sure be poz soon Alex.” Smiling like before with a devilish smirk. How fitting for a face of a priest. dad looked at the supplies and said “there are still two slams left. What shall we do?” Then Father Obrian looked at him and said “one for each of your sons arms.” without a moment to respond they held me down. Even still flying as I was, they both kept me on the couch with little resistance. My first slam was intense with just one arm, but now they both were strapping bands on each arm, swabbed my veins with wipes, stuck me one at a time, and heard “on three. One, two THREE.” to be continued

Two weeks ago went to the ABS. This one is a little weird with 3 video rooms, filled with couches, and one of the rooms has a “private” section in back. There is a bed in the corner with a wall blocking the side. You can still see the video playing and others can join you from the end. I walked in, got naked, huffed my poppers, and got on all fours. Immediately had an older white daddy placed his cock in mouth. It was average size, but tasty, and he rewarded me with a nice load. While I was sucking him, a younger Latino guy started playing with my hole. As soon as daddy came, he slid his cock into my mouth, and used the spit and cum to lube up my tight hole. He then got behind me and slid his cock into my hungry ass, and I could feel it slowly stretching me out. He started to fuck me like piston, and my moans attracted some attention. A thick black daddy walked over, pulled his cock out of his pants, and forced my head down onto it. He fed me poppers as the Latino guy came deep in me. He then flipped me over onto my back, and got my legs up over his shoulders. He stood up, and slid his BBC into my wet hole, moaning loudly as he thrust deeper. The Latino guy was breathing heavy, but took this opportunity to have me clean his cock off, before he started sucking on mine. The black daddy was lifting up his belly do he could duck me deep, and the Latino guy had access to my cock. I soon came hard, flooding his mouth, as the BBC bottomed out in me and I felt the warm rush of cum flooding me. At this point, we were all spent, but I made out with the Latino guy as fellas jerked off onto me, and I felt a few more fingers probing my spent manhole, but no more action. I proceeded to get dressed and head home, as my ass was quite sore. Any cum that leaked out I used to masturbate with when I came home. What a visit!

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Hey ya’ll. Thank you for feedback and support. But it’s still my story so I’m gonna do my best to accommodate/listen. But it’s my story at the end of the day 😈 enjoy New to corruption PART 2: As I sit there in a still tweaked haze with my own father and boyfriends father…or now Master naked in front of me while I am told to stay in doggy position I can only think 3 things. 1) “WHAT THE FUUUCK JUST HAPPENED.” 2) “This is what Johnny is doing too???” 3) “How is my ass still wanting more?” Dad and Master chuckled together with an intense menacing stare. They knew I was still hungry for dick, t and so much more while being conflicted. Dad looked at me and said to Master “is my son worthy of your ownership my Master?” Mr Hughes looked right at dad and replied “he’s now my property. He may be your biological son, but I have more ownership of slave Alex from now on. And you know he will come for more after I leave, don’t you slave Carl?” My father just gleamed with joy responding “of course, I know he’s your property now. But having my son start his new journey into being a raw only chem whore like his father, it makes me know I’ve done right becoming a slave myself.” Master Hughes looked right at me and said “well now Alex, you are forever part of MY family. You, your father, my son, and a few others you will discover. I can see your mind is still adjusting. But here a few rules. As your new to this just a few. One, you will never use a condom. EVER. If you even mention them you will be punished. If anyone puts a condom on their cock you will rip it right in front of their own eyes. Two, you will take any man’s raw dick or ass when commanded by anyone. And I mean anyone! Three, when not with your master, you will obey either your father or any raw only pig that offers you dick, drugs, or any combination. And four, you will do as I command…ALWAYS. Does my new slave understand?” I looked with wandering lust, fear, and strangely excitement. My mind was not as high as before, so I knew with my mixed feeling whatever I say will confirm my fate. Looking at what just happened, the two daddies naked standing in front of me, my cumfilled hole still wanting more, and me naked in doggy position realizing my father and new master just fucked me raw with poz filled cum and making me now love being high, I should be furious now that it’s all done. Fuck, my dad banged my boyfriend. I was given copious amounts of drugs when I haven’t even tried pot before. And they are both HIV positive and want me to be too? But with everything in my head I looked up and said out loud “I understand Master.” I couldn’t help what just came out. I knew that all of this is crazy. But I didn’t have to pinch myself and pretend it’s a dream. Everything I felt was real. “Good son! I’m proud of you!!! Welcome to your new life.” My dad shouted. I wanted to come up but master held me down. He just kept smiling. Master Hughes just started rubbing my body all over. He then got in my face and said “you are now mine. And welcome to your new Chem life of cock worship.” Master Hughes told me to get on my feet finally but I was wobbly and week. He shuved me back on the couch and asked “what does slave desire?” I didn’t know what he meant at first, but then my mind just went back to what we were just doing…”may I please have more t Master?” Master Hughes smiled even more and said “right answer!!! Slave is addicted already. Your father is already refilling everything.” I looked over and dad was filling the pipe with a baggie I didn’t see before. I saw a bunch of shards and was glued. Almost drooling. Next to the pipe was a couple more needles lined up. “Don’t worry, you will slam more. But take it slow for now while you relax. You will continue to get high, but enjoy your realization that you have accepted your new role in life like your father did when we first met.” As master was telling me this dad was crushing some shards with his credit card. Divided three huge lines of crushed shards. I was shown with a rolled up $5 bill how to snort a line. Dad made it look fun. I was given the rolled up bill and told to just snort the line like I was taking a nasal spray through the dollar, but to not stop until the line was gone. I thought it be easy. But when I started to snort, it burned like my brain was burning! Immediately I couldn’t open my eyes. It was a lot of stinging. I heard them both laughing ”My boy, you will learn haha. But the other line is meant for your other nostril. Now don’t be to much of a bitch and make us wait” dad said. But before I could complain I felt even hornier and physically sweaty. I forgot for a moment how I just got done smoking and slamming and it all, but I was being shown how to be a true slut and party pig dad told me. He kissed me with his entire tongue engulfing my mouth and throat. I couldn’t believe it. It felt amazing having dads furry chest, beard, and his entire weight of his naked body pressing on me. His hands were holding me all over. Making me feel like a pig at one moment to his lover the next. I just did what he did. Held his face with my hands. Put my tongue all inside his mouth and allowed his tongue inside my throat as deep as he wanted. He pulled me away, looked at me and said “taste like cock and t. Just like me boy. But you still need to finish your other line son. Master was recording again on his phone when I looked. He said “do the line and lion straight into the camera when you do.” I took a moment again, but this time to appreciate the moment. I took the dollar, snorted my other nostril full of crushed shards, and looked right at the camera. My eyes were tearing from the burn. “Who’s the new whore in town? Say it!” Master was looking with a serious evil grin. I looked at dad who just nooded at me. “ i am Master.” ”your what?!?!” ”im the new whore in town.” “Good” master then grabbed me up while still recording. Pointed his phone straight in my face. “Anyone watching this has full permission to fuck you however they want?” now high as kite I just shouted “PLEASE FUCK ME. PLEEEASE. I NEED MORE DICK.” ”Especially poz slave?” I looked right at master Hughes and said “as long as it’s raw.” master stopped recording. Kissed me. And squeezed my balls so hard. He looked at me and said “a lot of people you don’t even know and know will see this video. If a stranger grabs you and tells you to bend over don’t be surprised.” master made me smile saying this which made him smile. “I need to be leaving now slave. But someone or a few people may stop by. I know you want to see Johnny but in due time. You will be playing hooked from classes. And whatever your father tells you you do.” I looked at master and said “please don’t go Master. I need you.” ”Awww slave, but you will appreciate the work I will be doing for you now. But go and be with your father. Incest is a beautiful thing.” with that he left, leaving my balls red from his tight grip, and me wanting more. High as a motherfucker, all the burning I had before made me realize I needed more dick. I couldn’t think of anything else. I turned back to dad who was now putting a needle right at my dick. It pinched but didn’t feel high. He just said “son, I don’t wanna miss out either. In a moment no matter how high you are your dick won’t ne soft. Now do me a favor, start licking your Father’s hole.” Dad forced me on my knees and turned around. I never done this but his big ass was beautiful. It was us alone, high, and finally bonding. His hole was so hot. I stuck my tongue right on his hole and it was like I never tasted anything before. I went further in hearing him moan. “Oooooo yeah son. Let me teach you how to rim a man. I’ll return the favor but you need to be taught how to be a pig in every way.” I kept licking, tasting musk and a little bit of more t. Dad said he put a shard up his ass while I was talking with master. He told me to go further. I did as he said and licked my fathers ass more groaning and licking for what felt like an hour, but the clock on the wall showed just twenty minutes. Meanwhile without noticing, my cock. It was ragging hard. Then while dad was moaning a knock on the door. My dad while moaning said come in without caring I was licking his asshole with my cock out, needles right next to us, no clothes on, and dad just smiling. A man came in with a big smile, but not as big as dads. I couldn’t see with my face still in dads ass. My dad told me don’t be rude and say hello to our guests as I always should. Tweeked, horny, and wet with spit and dads musk on my face I gave a gasp. “Hello Alex. Just got a hot video of you snorting sent to me and had to come see for myself. You need help fucking your dad?” There’s stood a man. Gray hair, average figure, wearing all black and a white collar. “Sure…father O’Brien.” I didn’t know what to think but now a priest was here. And the one I grew up seeing. Is this one of Masters friends…or other slaves? again let me know what you folks think? I’m new but trying. And if you want send me a message. Down to chat and make new pig friends. I myself just got my Prince Albert guaged this Saturday to a 0 and been bottoming like crazy since

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Part 1 Ben woke with a start, this was not his hotel room, then it all flooded back what he had done the previous night. Ben was 25, and on holiday by himself He had been sitting on his terrace when he first saw the tall blonde headed guy watching him, the guy walked past and smiled, but said nothing. later Ben had gone down to the pool , and saw the guy again, but Ben pretended not to notice. Later in the afternoon Ben walked down past the pool and down to the beach and walked along the sand, suddenly a voice said Hi and he felt a hand on his shoulder. when he turned it was the blonde guy he had seen eelier, thought I would never catch you alone he said, and I'm Brad, hi Ben said Ben, you're not from around here then no am across from the UK said Ben, Hot was Brads response and then he lent forward and kissed Ben. Ben did not fight the kiss but relished it and moved closer to Brads suntanned body, the kiss finished and Brad knew you were available. together they moved down the beach and slightly out f view as they kissed again and Brad's hand ran around Ben's crotch, mammy nice package as Ben's cock stiffened, come with me Ben followed Brad off the beach toward the hotel, finishing up by a beach facing apartment, this is Mine said Brad and led Ben in doors. Once inside Brad wasted no time in kissing Ben again and feeling his hole before pushing the swim shorts down so he could feel Ben's stiff cock before moving to his knees and starting to suck Ben, been started to moan with pleasure, Brad stopped and said swap places and been saw Brads Massive cock for the first time. He wrapped his lips around the head of Brads Cock and started to work down the shaft, he felt Brads hand on the back of his head slowly but surely pushing Ben down on his cock he almost gagged but stopped himself just in time. When he cam e off Brads cock, Brad was smiling , what about eating together tonight, and we go get you something sexier than those swim shorts, Ben was happy to go along with that, so having eaten Brad took him to a shop which had Thong style swim wear try these handing hen a pale blue thong I think they will suit you perfectly for tomorrow on the beach. Having bought the thong they made their way back to the hotel and Brads room, once the door we shut they started to kiss with shirts and shorts coming off quickly, Brad led the way to the bedroom and they began to make out Brad started to rim Ben's hole which made Ben moan and twitch. Brad moved back up Ben's body incising him and then whispering in his ear I so want to fuck you, but only fuck raw, is that a problem Ben's response was I have not been fucked raw in 5 years now, oh Fuck you don't know what you're missing said Brad and it means your nag too I bet, yes said been quietly followed by are you pod? yeah I am does that scare you, Ben did not respond, his mind we in turmoil. Tell you what let me fuck you and I will pull out whenever you tell me, yes, been thought about it and then nodded slowly and you will pull out when I say Yes promise said Brad. Brad did not waste any time and pushed the head of his cock against Ben's hole slowly Ben 's hole gave way and Brad's cock slid in, once all the way in he kissed been and said feel good, oh fuck yes monad Ben. brad started to slide back and forth slowly at first p=but picking up speed, been was in ecstasy and moaning, suddenly Brad stopped do do you want me to pull out? Ben was unsure what to do he was loving this fuck No carry on for a bit longer, Brad grinned knew you would like it, 10 minutes later he asked Ben again knowing he was almost ready to cum do I pull out? Ben did not say anything so Brad leant over and kissed him and said you have to tell me what to do fuck me said been. Brad gave 2 big thrusts and felt his pod cum explode into Bens Hole and then started to kiss Ben whose legs automatically wrapped themselves around Brads ass toy keep him in place. Brad's cock eventually softened and plopped out and the two embraced so I think you liked that fuck said Brad, Ben said nothing but kissed Brad and they fell asleep part 2 to follow

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Laying there, wrists and ankles cuffed, ball gag in my mouth, I couldn't decide if I was excited or confused. The scorpion tattoo told me that Ryan was Poz... and the head of his cock was slowly entering my tight hole. He looked at me and said "you said you would do anything boy" and I looked into his eyes and slowly nodded, unable to speak. With that, his full weight full onto me and his huge cock broke through my tight ass and plunged deep and hard. Through the ball gag I tried to scream! tears sprung to my eyes and he lay buried deep inside me... 'you'll get used to it boy... or you won't... I don't care" and with that he pulled almost out again and then dropped his weight again onto me and plunged his cock as far as it would go, balls to my ass cheeks. I only know I continued to struggle scream into the ball gag as he plunged back in and pulled back out so many times I lost count. His eyes that were so kind and loving were full of evil. and it went on and on. With my wrists and ankles shackled together, I could only try to roll and moan which only seemed to get him harder. 9 inches of big thick cock plunging hard and deep into my hole, stretching me out, making me almost pass out. AFter what seemed like hours - Ryan started to gather speed and pound even harder if that is possible, until finally, he wrapped both hands around my throat and started to choke me as he yelled out "I'm cumming, I'm cumming, take it boy, take it boy" and I almost felt like I could feel his cock explode inside me, coating my guts with his seed. tears rolling out of the corners of my eyes. He finally pulled out and took the ball gag off. "Well boy, you said you would do anything...right" But that tattoo, that tattoo was the first thing I said... it means.... it means... Yes he said. It means I'm poz and so will you. You said you wanted to be my boy and you would do anything for me. I gasped, tears still in my eyes, and my wrists and ankles still shackled together... but I didn't know.... Ryan looked at me - you didn't know? You are a college educated grown ass man. You know exactly what you want, what you are doing and now you are about to know what it means to be owned. I looked at him. What? I don't understand? You will boy. And with that he put the ball gag back in my mouth, then wrapped a bandana around that to muffle any sound that might come out. And since he was so much bigger, it was easy for him to lift me up and take me out of the tent and into the smaller one that he had set up next to ours. It was just a two man tent and I noticed there were just a few blankets on the floor of the tent. He laid me on it, on my back, ankles and wrists still shackled. Leaving me laying there with his cum dripping out of my bloody hole. He had made a time out of really pounding and breeding me open. Ryan leaned in towards my ear and whispered... "Now boy, I like to fuck and breed, but I really get off on hearing you moan and grown when others are abusing the fuck out of your hole and there is nothing you can do... but don't worry, I'll save you in the morning". And with that he left me there. I could hear him out by the fire, open up a new beer and through some logs on the fire. It didn't take long before our neighbors stopped by . Ryan said "hello guys, what's up?" Their response - "Damn, we heard you going to town on your boy - that was so hot!" Ryan then said "you think so? he's a tight assed 22 year old and really needs some experience getting broken in... it's his fantasy and I promised him I would help. Why don't the two of you go into his tent and help him make his fantasy come true?" "Dont be afraid to be rough - he told me the rougher the better". Damn, you serious they said - and with that I heard the tent screen push away.

There it was... posted between the mirrors in the public shower room at the all men's campground: "Help break in my new boy - Site 112 - All night breeding and seeding session - No condoms allowed - 22 year old colllege boy taking all loads with no complaints - Starts at 10 pm until sunrise - Saturday and Sunday night" That was what he did to me. That was how he became my daddy and my owner. My protector and my pimp. There was nothing left to do but now but go back to our campsite #112, with my head down, knowing it was going to happen again tonight. But let me take you back a bit to how it all started, just a few weeks ago. I was 22, and just out of college with my first job in NYC. I was so excited. I could really be 'gay' and experience all the fun things I had been a bit shy to do before and with not living at home and out of college, it could happen! I mean I was an adult with a studio in NJ and taking the path train each day to NYC was a blast. But just a month after graduating, and a week after starting my new job, I stopped after work at a little bar in the village. Now I'm just 22, about 5'8" and 150 pounds soaking wet. I'm a bit skinny but a great smile. and just an average cock. I experimented with blow jobs and hand jobs in college, but nothing more. And at this bar, it was geared more for leather men, and 'real' men. So I went in, ordered a beer and kinda hid in the corner. A man walked up a bit later - He told me his name was Ryan. He was about 40, 6'2 and about 190 pounds. Clearly went to the gym and was nicely fit. As we chatted, I told him my story. I was still a virgin but couldn't wait to now do more that I was living on my own. He told me he was only a top, did that bother me? I said no, of course not. He was kind. Kept ordering me beers. A while later I was a bit buzzed and he suggested we go grab a bite to eat. So we left and just got pizza - no big deal and a few more beers. We ended up at his apartment and of course you know how this goes... but it's not really the story. We got naked and he let me blow him. My god - it was a huge 'man's' cock. Must have been 8 or 9 inches long, and thick! I could barely get more than the head and a few inches down my throat. I got naked and he fingered me to ecstasy until I was begging him please fuck me... but he said no. He said I was buzzed and let's just go to bed and snuggle. So we did. Naked, snuggled into him, I feel asleep. Saturday morning we talked for hours. I showered, we did a late breakfast, and he showed me a bunch of his favorite places in the city. That evening, after going back to his apartment and feeling around again, but no full on sex, he told me I had to go home. "Why?" I asked, almost pleadingly. "Well, I think I like you and I don't want to rush things. Let's just keep talking and get together again soon".... All week we texted back and forth. He kept asking if I wanted to be his boy. That he would make me happy. What would I do for him to make him happy? I of course was texting back that I couldn't wait to see him again and that I would do anything to make him happy. He said he still wanted to go a bit slow as I was a virgin, and he really wanted me to beg him to take my virginity... that would make him happy. I was so niave. That upcoming weekend - he arranged for us to meet up again. When I arrived back at the little bar I had first met him, I was surprised to see another guy about my age there. Looking back he was a lot like me. About 22, same height and weight. but quiet. head bowed. Ryan said "Hey boy, meet my nephew Mike. Mike is visiting this weekend so I thought I would take him around." I tried to talk to Mike, but he didn't have much to say. Over the course of a few beers that Ryan kept buying, I noticed that every now and then a guy from the bar would walk up to us, talk a bit with Ryan and say something I couldn't hear, and then the guy and Mike would leave to a back room. Mike would come back about a half hour later each time. This went on through out the night. When I asked Ryan whatt was going on, he just smiled and said "Mike is getting to know some of my friends better..." and smiled at me. '"you'll get to know them too". When I asked if we were going back to his place, he said "can't this weekend with Mike here...but let's go to the bathroom". In the bathroom, I was buzzed and horny. Ryan grabbed my crotch as soon as we were in the bathroom, then pulled me close "you said you would do anything to make me happy right boy?" "Yes sir" I responded. and I meant it. Ryan then grabbed my neck, and pushed me down to his crotch, unzipped his fly and pulled out his big cock -" take it boy. Put it in your mouth and make me smile boy." So there I was, on the floor in a bar bathroom, sucking Ryan's cock, hoping to drain every bit of cum from it... and Ryan kept his hand on the back of my head making sure I was going to get my guts filled with his seed. It didn't take too long with him face fucking me, until I could hear him breathing deeper and faster, telling me "take it boy, take it all boy don't waste a drop" . And suddenly I felt his cock erupt in my mouth and down my throat. After I swallowed it all, he pulled me up and whispered - "Good boy... I do like a good boy..... I have to go now and take Mike to another event I promised him to, but do you want to go camping with me next weekend? Just us? Binghamton NY is a fun all gay campground and I would love to take you there and get to know you better". And as I looked up into his eyes, and could still taste his cum in my mouth, I said "of course, that would be fun!" ...

It was time once again to set my life on a new course. My partner of fifteen years had died. I'd owned the sailboat for 8 years. I'd loved the cottage home we'd renovated and gardens I'd developed but waking each day felt like the past. I needed to start a new future. My French fuck buddy had been after me for years to sail across the Atlantic. He was more than keen to join me for this adventure. Furthermore a younger straight friend was in the process of leaving his marriage and hoping to step into a new opportunity. We spent the next year getting our affairs in order. Finalizing the amicable divorce, selling my house, getting the boat ocean worthy, and studying everything we needed to know about sailing and navigation for a trans-Atlantic crossing. As we began our epic journey sailing Lake Ontario to the St. Lawrence Seaway on a beautiful spring morning I marveled a my sailing mates. Claude, my French fuck buddy was in his mid-fifties, a little paunchy, but quite fit, a rapid smile, gentle spirit, lovely nudist tan and very, very promiscuous. He'd taught me a great deal about cruising and helped me more fully embrace my cum dump tendencies. Joe, my straight friend, was a tall, big framed gentle giant of a man. I had never seen him flustered and he looked so comfortable and at home lazing at the tiller in his kaki shorts and loose button down shirt. The first week of our trip was great weather but a bit awkward as we adjusted to such different and unique people living together in such a confined space. The only sex that week was the night we were docked in Montreal. Claude and I had an all out fuck fest at a local bathhouse. It was such a relief for me to return to the boat with 7 loads in my ass and several swallowed in my guts. Claude had also sucked off a number of guys and fucked even more. He had saved his load to add to the soup mix of cum deep inside me just before we left to head back to get some sleep on the boat. The next morning Claude accompanied me to the marina washroom and fucked one last load into me before what we both expected to be a long dry spell at sea. We established our shifts to man the tiller 24 hours a day and when Joe was taking the overnight shift Claude and I would spoon naked in the v-birth. We were both horny as hell and would often awake with a hardon poking at our ass, but I held off all his sexual advances concerned about what Joe might think. He was bound in such a close space to hear us. One night with Joe at the tiller we were sailing through our first storm.The sound of the wind through the reafed mainsail and the crashing of waves as we sliced through them was quite intense in the v-birth. Before we fell asleep Claude's mouth sucked in my flaccid cock. I checked to be sure the hatch was closed and settled back with my hands behind my head. The warmth of his mouth after eight days of longing felt fantastic as my member swelled and hardened. Claude maneuvered himself around to present his solid 8 inch erection to my mouth and the rocking boat only added to our 69 face fuck. I loved the feeling of his cock plunging past my tonsils only to be pulled back before I choked. Clearly he did as well 'cause it wasn't long until his multi day load was blasting directly into my guts. I love to swallow and gulped for all I was worth. The shifting boat pulled his cock head out to my mouth and I delighted as more ropes sluced across my tongue. I had always loved the taste of his cum and this was no exception. The boat shifted again and he was still blasting deeper than my tonsils directly into my gut. He clearly had built up a huge load and I greedily didn't want to waste a drop. When he was fully spent he asked if I had cum yet. He'd been so taken up with the magnitude of his own orgasm that he'd abandoned my cock with his mouth. When I told him I hadn't he rolled me on my back, pushed my legs over my shoulders, and started to finger fuck my ass while stroking my ridged cock into my own face. By the time he was punch fucking my ass with three fingers I could feel my over full balls churning. I knocked his hand off my cock and took over to masterbate myself. Soon I could feel the cum blasting through my cock, out my cock head and spraying all over my face. I opened my mouth to shoot as much inside as the rocking boat would allow. When I was finished Claude helped me lie flat and enthusiastically helped me wipe the cum from my face and feed it into my hungry mouth. Fully spent we each had the best night sleep so far on our journey. I awoke the next morning to notice the storm had abated and that my morning wood was deep in Claude's throat. He expertly sucked me until I came in his mouth. He moved up to my head and snowballed my load back to me. He's never swallowed preferring to spit it out. With nowhere to spit and knowing full well my compulsion to never waste a drop he planted my load where I could savor it before I swallowed every salty sweet drop of precious nectar. To be continued

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.

Actually, their "Originalist" ideology, which only rears its head when their conservative ideals are "threatened" by an overwhelming majority seeking progression and change - Or when they Wealthy/Corporate power structures may be forced to do better; fly in the face that the law, like Language is a living, breathing thing. Since you brought up Roe, here is an example. The Decision on Roe is rooted in Actual application of the 13th and 14th amendment. Forced pregnancy and birth was something forced upon female slaves- people treated as chattle- women in general were treated as chattle. dissolving Roe sets the rights of Women back whT 150-160 or so years . its another step in resurrecting old power structures that are on life support. if the Law -like Language cannot breathe and grow, its becomes useless .it dies If Laws didn't change grow etc. I would be another Farm working slave. no rights, no education, no free will . I couldn't be Gay because I'd have to breed whatever woman mynmaster saw fit and I could be sold or killed at someone else's whim . But Justices such as Thomas woul go back to those days under law. even though that stance wildly opposes his own interests but he is t the first or only lying sleaze to e er sit on the bench

I'm always up-front and matter-of-fact about this subject, when it happens (which of course it does). I seldom get bad reactions from my partners (in fact, I can't recall any). STIs are a fact of life, and if someone is fucking with me, he's grown up and I expect him to do his share of adulting. I do occasionally get denial if I state that he was likely the source, which I sometimes do if I'm fairly certain, not in a judgmental way, but to provide him with maximum information so that he can better understand his own risks and will know that at least one of his other partners probably needs a heads-up (or is an asshole, which is also useful to know). More often, I get shock and profession of ignorance, which I take as a teachable moment and happily explain (sometimes at length) the salient details of the STI in question. This recently happened to me with a cute li'l 18-year-old cub who gave me crabs - he had no idea he had them, and didn't know the details of treatment, so I brought him up to speed. He seemed appreciative.

You probably need to get tested so you know what if anything you've got before you proceed.

Thank you. It's a hard thing to describe for those who have never seen or had one and I wasn't sure I got it right!

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Part of what you are feeling is the rush of serotonin and oxytocin subsiding but much of the "feeling bad" afterwards can be traced back to the unnatural but religious based sexual programming (ok, let's be honest, religious sexual grooming by Christianity) you've been subjected to since you were a boy. Males are raised to hide their penis in shame and feel guilty about having a libido. If the act of fucking occurs outside of a sexually monogamous marriage it is deemed dirty and sinful, but if the same act of fucking occurs under those specific conditions than the fucking somehow magically transforms into the Ultimate Expression of Pure Love. Western society is raised on this view of sexuality from such a young age it's often hard to see it for the unscientific crap that it is, so you feel subconsciously guilty and ashamed without realizing that's what it is. Let it go and revel in the memory of the Lust you've just enjoyed.

Didn't fuck but the first time I went to a bathhouse, within 10 minutes of walking around in my towel I was already getting deep throated and gave him a big load to swallow...first of 4 loads that day sucked/jerked out of me

Thanks, guys, for these most interesting replies. This is one issue I didn't realize existed. Now I know more than I did an hour ago. Pretty cool, right ???

Fucking Hot. i used to get a lot of truck stop sex, haven't in some time because there aren't any very active stops near me now. i've never been fucked in a sleeper cab, always wanted to though, it's always been in the restroom or outside on the edges of the rest stop at night in the dark. Pretty hot to receive cock bent over a picnic table 🙂

addendum for those interested; like a lot of total bottoms, i always wanna hold onto the seed a Man plants in me, i never shoot it back out and don't want someone eating it out of me once it's there lol. This is where i find cock size does make a difference. When a Man has a longer cock and breeds past the sigmoid curve (aka "the second hole"), i have found that i absorb His cum... which makes sense because it goes into the colon. When it doesn't get past that curve and stays in the rectum, it doesn't get absorbed and eventually makes its way out :-( This morning, i got up to pee after holding last nights deposit for >12 hours, and as i stood on my tile bathroom floor, all at once His load slid out and onto the floor. It impressed the fuck out of me, was a 4 inch solid puddle of cum. He tells me He often cums 2 or 3 times while fucking me, but i can never tell because He is one of those Tops who keep fucking when He has an orgasm. But wow, there is was, that was a lot of cum. Probably had some of my juices mixed in, but i was still impressed. Whatta Stud!

40 loads taken face to face + 464 loads anon with blindfold on = 504 loads so far this year.

Was horny as usual and got a room at the Days Inn last night. Posted the hotel/room # and propped the door open. Ended up with 15 loads. One guy dropped 3 loads and another dropped 2 loads. Good night. That makes 504 loads this year.

I think that is generally true. However, I wasn't all that comfortable with the mRNA technology due to how new it was so I opted for Novavax which is a much more traditional vaccine based on cloned protein spikes from the virus. Unfortunately Novavax until fairly recently was not widely available in the US due to how long it takes for drugs to be approved here. To get it I had to take part in a clinical trial. It was approved in India, China and some other countries way before it was here. Also another thing I've read is most of the side effects were from one particular brand of the mRNA vaccines, and generally the people who had issues (clotting mainly) usually had other pre-existing conditions that may have affected it. People who were otherwise generally healthy I think rarely had anything seriously adverse. A little injection site discomfort or feeling ill the day after getting the shot is not really such a big deal, and minor things like that have been common with a lot of vaccines over the years -- ones that are generally accepted as being safe and effective.

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

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

Week 2 I started off the week dropping by for my next set of blood work and to pick up my first check. I took the $500 check straight to the bank and waited all week for Friday to come. I thought back to last Friday and how it was the best sex of my life. My classes for Friday were canceled and I was able to head to the testing site early. The staff didn’t seem surprised to see me back early and let me get ready as the men gathered in the play rooms. Since I was early and a few guys had already arrived in the play area I was informed of an idea that they had for me to try. I was asked if I had sex in a sling. I had seen a few videos of guys getting fucked in slings and they always looked like they enjoyed it so much. I let them know that I had never had sex in a sling and wanted to try getting fucked in a sling. They took me to a special play room and had me climb into the sling. Once I was settled in I was ready for my shot. For the second week in a row I was memorized as they applied the piece of rubber to my upper arm, wiped a prominent vein, then stuck the needle in, drew back a little getting a flash of blood indicating that they were in the vein. With no warning the rubber tourniquet was removed and I felt the drug work on my body as I coughed out hard. I was really feeling the drug this week as they open the door to the room and the few men in the play area began to enter. The first guy stepped up and applied lube to my eager hole. As he slipped in a finger I felt a slight burn as he lubed my hole. I asked about the burn and was told that it was probably the lube and that I’d get used to it quickly. The guy lubing my hole was right and as I started to suck the cocks that were presented to me the burning faded and my hole became hungrier as he removed his fingers from my hole. I began begging for someone to fuck me. As I went back to sucking cock I felt a hard cock drive inside me in one stroke. I let a moan escape around the cock in my mouth as the guy inside my ass began to long dick me like a stud. The guy fucking me took his time as he used my ass and boy did it feel good to have a nice hard cock inside my hole. I thought he was going to cum inside me several times only to have him keep long dicking me. Finally when he began to grunt and groan I felt his cock spasm. He looked down at me, smiled and pulled out. It felt like a gallon of cum began to drip from my ass as another cock quickly was shoved inside. As the new guy between my legs began to pound away the guy who had just fucked me moved up next to me and leaned in to kiss me. As he began to pull away he told me to enjoy the 4 loads of jiz he shot inside my great ass. It didn’t take the guy fucking me long to cum as he was replaced by another guy between my spread legs. After a few hours in the sling I was ready to stretch my legs as a couple guys helped me down. While In the sling I was fucked by over a half dozen guys and took nearly a dozen loads. I felt cum running down my thighs as I walked around and noticed that there were more college guys getting fucked. I wondered around only to discover to find the first guy who fucked me that night lying on his back with hard cock pointing up. It was the first good look at that cock to see that it had to be nearly 9” long. It had to be the largest cock I had ever taken inside my ass. As I approached I noticed that he was lying there with his eyes closed. I climbed on the bed trying not to disturb him and position myself over his hard cock. His eyes opened as I began to lower myself down onto his magnificent cock. A smile came to his face as he asked if I remembered him from last week. I had to be honest and let him know that I was fucked by so many guys last week I did not remember him. He reminded me of when he fucked me, and that he didn’t cum since he had fucked so many of the other guys there that he was shooting blanks. He went on to tell me that he is usually good for many loads but that there were so many hot asses to fuck he ran out of cum. He figured that he’d keep from cumming all week as to have a nice reserve built up in his balls. As I began to ride his cock he pulled me down for a nice kiss. As our tongues began to duel I felt a hand on my back and felt a cock begin to work in alongside the one already inside my hole. I felt a slight burn as the cock made its way inside. As the burning faded the two cocks began to feel great as I looked over my shoulder to see a black guy behind me. The guy I had mounted told me that the guy joining us was his roommate and they were just waiting for a hottie like me to take the bait. I was motionless as the two cock inside began to piston in and out. This time no one held back as I felt the cocks spasm in turn emptying their load inside me. When we got up I noticed that they both had identical tattoos on their upper back between their shoulders. I still couldn’t place the symbol and asked what it meant. They looked at each other, flashed a grin and let me know that it was a reminder of their time here at school a few years back. They were sure that I’d probable get my own at sometime in the future to remind myself of the good times like tonight. I kept moving around getting fucked by who ever wanted my ass. When I started to get tired and the tops were heading home I made my way to the showers to clean up and get dressed. As I left I was reminded to stop by on Monday for my pay check and to submit to the weekly blood work.

Dad’s Basement Part One OFF LIMITS !!!! That’s how it always was, no one had access to the basement except Dad. Growing up I used to imagine that he was a mad scientist and it was his laboratory where he conducted hair raising experiments. As I got older, my thoughts changed - was it his private gym - he was built, but I knew he went to a gym early in the morning - hell I even went with him quite a few times. My mind always wondered, but I never had the chance to go down —— until now. Here it was my eighteenth birthday, I was home alone, which was the norm since Mom ran off with some man she met on the internet when I was starting my teen years and has not been heard from since. It was when I was heading to the kitchen to get my breakfast, that I saw it. The basement door was open, not wide open, but just enough to know someone could go down there. Stomach be damned, my curiosity was strong than my hunger at this point. I had to see what was down there. “Dad, are you home?” I yelled. No response. I made my way to the laundry room, which accessed the garage and saw that his truck was gone. My stomach groaned - not from hunger, but nerves. I made my way through the house, looking for my Dad. I wanted to make sure I was home alone. I was still scared of getting caught in the “forbidden basement.” He was no where to be found in the house, but that doesn’t mean he wasn’t hiding some where. Fuck I can’t believe I would think that my own Dad would set me up. I had to make sure. Grabbing my cell, I dialed Dad’s number, he quickly answered after one ring, was he waiting for this call. Was this a set up? “Morning Squirt, what’s up?” he said. Squirt - the nickname he knew I hated, yet called me that when it was just the two of us. “Dad, do you want me to do the yard today?” I asked “It’s your birthday and you want to do yard work? We can do it this weekend, together. Any more silly questions or can I get back to my work so I can be home on time?” he replied. “Yeah, are you coming home early or what, like you said it is my birthday.” “Right now, Squirt, it looks like normal time. Got any other pressing questions?” “Nah, I’m good” I replied. "Bye, Dad.” I hung up and quickly made my way to the basement door. In my mind I expected it to be closed and locked, thinking it was all a trick of my mind. Without knowing it I held my breathe as I made my way to the door, only to slowly release it seeing that the door was still a jar. Nervously, I slowly pushed the door open, exposing the darkened stairs which lead to the mysterious basement below. I squinted my eyes to see if I could see anything in the darkness below. Nothing! That first step was the hardest, I had always known I was not allowed down here, but with finding the door opened I could not help but break the rule. I felt the way to see if I could find a switch to illuminate the mystery, nothing. Another what the fuck? I slowly descended the stairs until I was at the bottom. The nerves in my stomach were twitching so bad that I thought I was going to throw up. I was frozen to the floor, as my hands explored the walls, searching for a light switch. It wasn't long until I found one. I closed my eyes and flipped it, as I thought “let there be light.” At that moment, I wondered if this is really what I wanted. Did I want to know my Dad’s secret? I slowly opened my eyes, finding the room flooded with a red light. The walls were darkly painted and if I were to guess they were black. There was symbols painted on they walls with phrases under them. The one that was the biggest and stood out the most was a circle like symbol, that I had seen somewhere before, but did not know where, and had the phrase under it that said “TOXIC FOR LIFE” Else where there were sayings like “no load refused,” “Seed belongs in holes,” and “gifting is the way” - and more. I didn’t under stand. I slowly moved inwards, noticing a leather pad hanging from chains in one corner, two padded “saw horses” in the middle of the room. What the fuck is this place, I thought. It’s not a gym, because I have never seen equipment like this. As I made my way back, I saw that tucked under the stairs was an open shower area, with white tiles and three heads and two drains. I still didn’t understand. I passed out of that room and into another. The room was painted just like the other, with more phrases. The only different was the symbol, this time there was a huge scorpion on the wall, freaky as shit and ugly as hell. Under the big scorpion was shelves with little brown bottles on them, as well as what looked like plastic bottles filled with a clear liquid. I racked my mind trying to figure out what this shit was and what it was used for. From where I was standing there was a darkened opening to my left and one to my right, leading off to who knows where and what. Being adventurous, I went to the left, it was dark inside so I felt my way. I bumped into the a wall in front of me, but felt an opening to my right, so I turned and continued. I bumped and turned many times again. Shit this was some kind of maze. I panicked, I tried to remember which way I turned and went. What if I get trapped in here and Dad finds me here. I turned and moved, finding relief when I found the opening to get out. I have to be more careful. I discovered nothing with that adventure, so I decided to head to the other opening I went across the room and into through the other opening to find a wall blocking me, but with openings on the left and right. I went left only to find that this lead me to a room with another wall that went completely across the room. I walked to my right keeping a distance from the new wall with my hand on the wall that I first came to. I saw that there was three holes in the wall, which allowed light to come through. I gathered my courage and crossed the room to the middle hole, to discover that the hole came up to about my crotch. I slowly squatted down and looked through the hole - only to see the outside door to the left, which was letting in the light from out side through the frosted windows. I didn’t understand any of this. I went back out and look around the big room again, I failed to notice more shelves holding more brown bottles and plastic squeeze bottles. In each corner was a TV, hung high near the ceiling. As I got back to the stairs, I realized there was another opening on the wall with the light switch. It was still dark inside, so I reached around inside trying to find the new room’s light switch. A musty smell invaded my nostrils, rousing my curiosity, as well as my cock. Why was I turned on by this smell. Moments later I found the switch and found this room was a locker room. The lockers formed a square in the center, yet none were on the outer walls. Entering I found why. There were hundreds of used jocks nailed to the wall with pictures under them. The jocks were stained, some a bright yellow, some creamy, some very dark yellow. I lifted one of the jocks to look at the picture. It was of a naked man who’s cock was hard as a rock, my guess the owner of the jock. I lifted the picture up, to find a name, date, and what looked like a code - numbers mixed with three letters in the middle. Looking around I could see that three walls were almost covered with jocks. The fourth was bare. At this point I wanted out of the basement. I had so many questions, yet I found that I didn’t want to seek the answers to them. Switching off the lights I made my way I back upstairs, climbed them and put the basement door like I found it. My mind was racing - what the fuck was that shit downstairs and what did it all mean. Confused, I wanted answers, but again I didn’t. Was I really suppose to see this? Did Dad make a mistake? I went to my room, grabbed my laptop, determined to find out what all this was, even if it took all day. I logged in and had an email from my Dad pop up on my desk top. It’s subject line was “BASEMENT” - I forgo my searching to read this. It read: Squirt, I left the basement open for you today. It is time you found out what the secret is. It was after your call that I knew you were going to head down there. So here is what I do down there. I SUCK DICK, GET MY DICK SUCKED, FUCK ASS AND GET MY ASS FUCKED. I can only put it bluntly. Yes, son I am a faggot, cocksucker, or if you want me to be pc - I am gay. I built the basement as a sex club for men like me. We get together as much as possible to have sex. There is a sling hanging from the ceiling, fuck benches, a maze with glory holes, and a glory hole wall to suck cock from people not in our “Club.” I have well stocked it will lube and poppers (you snort to get a rush - not drugs), the TV’s are for porn. I am sure you are wondering what are on the walls. Son, we are a Poz Fuck Club, each of the members is HIV positive and each man enjoys passing his strain to others. We do not let loads of cum go to waste - we swallow and we breed. The jocks and pictures are of men who had been converted by our club members. I know this may shock you, that your Dad is a toxic cock slut, but after discovering what you were watching on line, I thought it was time for you to know, learn and maybe join in (this part makes my cock hard) Don’t be embarrassed - I want you to be open about sex even with me. I will be open with you. We will talk more when I get home. Happy Birthday Son Love ya, Dad I read the email over and over. He knew what I watched on line. I was so scared that if he ever discovered my secret, it would either scare him or anger him, not turn him on. I needed to talk my mind off him and the basement until he got home. So I headed to the living room to watch movies until he got home.

Thanks for the info on how to find out about the trials. That should help anyone who is interested in participating. I took part in one of the trials for Novovax's Covid vaccine. I'll have to check in to whether this one is going to be offered in my area. There are major research institutions around here so we have some companies that work with the drug companies on trials on a regular basis even though Austin isn't a really huge city (2.5-3 million or so).

A local guy hit me up for a quick one, and of course that's what I'm for. Safe only he said but I still went round. No talk of names, status, anything, and when he slid inside me I noticed his talk of 'safe' was just that, talk. Fucked me quick and hard and when he was close he actually asked me if he could cum in my ass. I begged for it. My latest album pic was the result.

Make an offer.

It need not be that you were intentionally stealthed. 1) A person can easily carry certain STDs without showing symptoms (gono is one such) and say in good faith that he thinks he is not infected. 2) It is possible for an STD test to return a false negative, especially if given too soon after exposure. 3) He may have indeed been tested recently and tested negative for any STD…and then fucked an infected bottom that afternoon and gotten an infection of his own that rendered that test meaningless. The test result is only ever good until your next fuck with someone whose status is unknown.

🤚🏾I’m still around. Got pozzed in the early 80s and I’m still around.

sometimes you just need to taste that load

It began, as so many encounters do, online. I had been asked to travel for work to another city in my state. It isn't very far from my own city - about an hour - but traffic sucks and the drive can be a nightmare. My boss was open to footing the bill, so I figured I would take advantage of having a free hotel room for a few nights. About a week ahead of time I went on BBRT and set up a local party in the new city (I did the same on Sniffies and specified that condoms would not be allowed). Now, as a big chubby guy I accept that I'm not everyone's cup of tea. I also know that not everyone on BBRT looks at the local parties list. So, a few days before my trip I began browsing all the guys at my destination. I had three criteria: they had to be a top (or versatile top), they had to include chubs in their "into" list, and they had to have been online in the past week. I craft a message to let them know I'm coming to town and hosting, then I send that note as a canned message to everyone who meets my criteria. Over the years I've reached out to dozens - hundreds - of guys. Percentage-wise my hit rate is barely into the double digits, if that. But it doesn't take a whole lot of time, and every additional guy I can get to come out is an additional load for my hungry holes. Naturally, I took the same approach while getting ready for this trip. Scrolling through page after page I would Oink and then send the canned message to every top who was into chubs and had been online in the past week. I sent messages to negative guys, and negative guys on PrEP, and undetectable guys. I don't discriminate against anyone who wants to pump a load into my hole. Then I came across his profile: A big, gorgeous cock front and center in his profile pic. So I looked inside. Was he a top? Yes. Was he into chubs? Yes! Had he been online in the past week? Why, he was online right now! Without another thought I hit the Oink button. And that's when I saw it: He had set 'Your status' to 'Don't Care' and his own status simply said 'Positive'. I felt my hole twitch involuntarily and my cock got slightly hard as I read the words. My brain froze momentarily as I wrestled with whether to send him a message. My profile says that I'm negative and on PrEP, but I lied. Negative yes, but PrEP? Never! Before I had a chance to decide, my messages lit up. It was him! He thanked me for the oink and told me that I had just the kind of ass he loved to breed. My hole twitched again and my cock got a little harder. As it turned out, he lived further from my destination than he did from my own city. He had chosen the other city as home because he frequented it for work. I'm in a situation where I am caring for my elderly father in my home, so no way can I host. But this guy could. He was checking all my boxes but that one word in his profile made me hesitate for some reason - even though I was obviously turned on by it! I explained to him that I was going to be traveling on business, figuring that might give me an out and let me delay long enough to get comfortable with the idea of meeting him - and being bred by him. And, as it turned out, he did not have plans to be in my destination city while I was staying there. Just as I thought I might be off the hook, he hit me with, "Come over tonight." My breath caught in my throat. My cock was at full attention now. But my father - I couldn't leave him alone. Before I even realized what I was doing, I had texted my home healthcare worker to see if he was free for the evening. He was. I had to have that gorgeous cock inside me regardless of his status! But there was no denying it. My hole thirsted for his poz load as much as it hungered for his cock. So, finally I messaged back. "Tonight works. What time?" We agreed that I would get to his house around 7 o'clock. It was about a 45-minute drive and I had an hour and a half. Perfect. I started by slamming a shot of whiskey to calm my nerves. Without it I might not even have gotten into the shower! I went into my room and closed the door. Taking my brown bottle from my nightstand drawer, I took two mighty huffs. My head spun and I had to steady myself for a moment, but at least now I had the nerve to get ready. In the blink of an eye I was showered, cleaned out, and dressed. The home healthcare worker arrived right on time, and at 6:15 I left the house - to get knocked up. The realization crashed over me like a tsunami and I had to steady myself for a moment against the car. I pulled a small flask from my jacket pocket and took a hit. Not enough to impair my driving, to be sure. It was such a small sip that the effect may have been more a placebo than anything. But it worked, and in a few short minutes I had left my driveway and pointed my car toward his place. I arrived in his driveway at the stroke of 7:00. I took another swig from my flask and hit the brown bottle a few more times before I stepped out and walked up to his door. The guy who answered was good-looking, tall and blond with a clean-shaven face. I guessed him to be in his mid-40s. He wore grey gym shorts and a t-shirt. "Come on in," he said with a grin. Nervously I stepped through the door and he closed it behind me. No sooner had it latched than he leaned in and kissed me. "Nervous, I see," he said. He had either smelled or tasted the alcohol on my breath. "Yeah," I admitted sheepishly. "I don't blame you," he responded. "But you're on PrEP, so the chances of you getting it are pretty low." If only he knew, I thought. Then, out loud, I asked him, "Where to?" "Follow me," he replied, and led me to a bedroom at the back of the house. There was a TV mounted on the wall and on it a video of guys fucking bareback. The top had a biohazard symbol tattooed on his hip. Below the TV was a low dresser. On it were various toys, bottles of lube, and little brown bottles too. I spied my all-time favorite, which I could never find in the stores I went to. I immediately picked it up and took a long huff. "Better?" he asked with a chuckle. A wave of relaxation washed over me. "Oh yeah." I replied. To show him just how much better, I took off my shirt and unbuckled my pants. "A man of action," he said, grinning. "My kinda guy." With that he peeled off his t-shirt before dropping his shorts to the floor. He was commando underneath and his beautiful cock sprang upward, standing at attention as he straightened. I was transfixed. As best I could judge he was almost 9 inches long and very thick - maybe 6 inches around. It was a rare occasion that I took something that large, though I was confident I could handle it. With some more hits from the little brown bottle, of course. I dropped my own pants - I was also commando underneath - and dropped to my knees. I took the tip of his cock in my mouth and flicked at the underside with my tongue. He moaned quietly as a drop of precum dribbled onto my tongue. Encouraged, I took another hit from the brown bottle with his tip still in my mouth. As the effects kicked in I slid my head down his shaft toward his stomach, until I had engulfed his entire length with my throat. Alas, his thickness prevented me from being able to tickle his balls with my tongue the way I like. "Fuck!" he muttered. He obviously approved of my oral talents. I slid my throat back and forth for a few moments until I could no longer breathe. I moved backward and his saliva-covered cock sprung free. Without a word he grabbed me under my arms and lifted me from the floor. "This is gonna happen quick," he growled. He pushed me onto the bed, placing my now cock-starved hole at just the right height. Grabbing a bottle of lube from the dresser behind him, he squeezed a drop into his hand and massaged it onto my pucker, slipping two fingers inside for good measure. He worked them in and out a few times, opening me up for the assault I was about to undergo. The tip of his cock pressed on my finger. Well-lubed with liquor and poppers and - well, lube - it opened greedily to admit him. With one fluid motion he slid easily inside me until he was buried to the hilt. I could not recall in that moment the last time my ass was so full of cock. I loved it! Hearing no objections from me, he placed my calves on his pecs, grabbed my legs and began pounding. He held nothing back. "I've wanted this ass since the moment I laid eyes on it," he snarled as he impaled me over and over. In between grunts of pleasure I managed to reply, "I can say the same about that cock." He lasted considerably longer than I expected. Not that I was complaining - I'd have gladly lay like that all night while he stretched my hole over and over. But alas, at last his thrusts eased and he looked me in the eyes. "Where do you want my load?" he asked. My head was swimming. I had been overcome with lust. There was only one answer - the natural answer. "Cum in my ass!" I moaned. His massive cock began twerking inside my hole as it spilled a huge load of cum deep in my guts. Instinctively I squeezed tight around him so I could feel the pulses better, but also ensure that hot, toxic load stayed inside me when he finally slipped out. And slip out he did. But he wasn't done with me. He walked around to the side of the bed and motioned to his still-erect cock. "Clean it off," he ordered. I was in no state of mind to refuse - not that I ever refuse when a top wants to go from my ass to my mouth - so I leaned over and took that glorious shaft balls-deep in my mouth again. My tongue slithered around it, making sure to completely clean it of all the ass juices, lube and cum that had accumulated. At last he stepped back and withdrew from my mouth. "That - was - amazing," he panted. "Fuck yeah it was," I replied with a grin. Any nerves I had felt about his status before had melted away. His toxic load was now brewing deep inside me. "Stay the night?" he asked. "I can go a few more rounds with a little break in between." I looked at the clock. Not quite a half hour had elapsed since I walked through his door, and already I was incubating his DNA. "I have some time," I said. He climbed on the bed and we cuddled as we watched the porn on the TV. Poz top after poz top bred bottom after bottom. Most of the bottoms begged for it, and the tops were equally verbal. The dialog was a huge turn-on for me, and I was about to reach for his stiffening cock when he said, "Roll over." I did as I was told, rolling over onto my stomach to expose my freshly fucked - and pozzed - hole. In a flash he was balls-deep inside me again, piledriving me into the mattress. At this angle his cock hit my prostate just right, and I felt the precum running from my own cock as his relentlessly pounded my hole. Taking a cue from the movie I moaned, "Fuck yeah! Give me that poz load!" "You want my toxic cum in your slutty hole?" he responded. "Fuck yeah, give it to me!" My little experiment worked. Soon his cock stiffened inside my ass and once again I felt the telltale pulses that told me I was taking another poz load from him. He let out a gasp as he collapsed on my back. We lay like that for a while before he rolled off of me and onto his back on the bed beside me. Needing no instruction this time I slid down and took his softening cock in my mouth, once again giving it a thorough cleaning. By now another hour had elapsed. I needed to get home to relieve the healthcare worker. I slid off the bed, careful not to let any of his precious seed drip from my hole. As he watched me, he said, "Take one of the plugs from the dresser. Keep my DNA in you all night. You can return it when you come back for Round 2 tomorrow." I think I surprised him when I selected one of the larger ones and slid it easily into my cum-filled hole. I got dressed and he saw me to the door. "Same time tomorrow," he said. "We've started you down the path, gotta make sure it sticks." I tentatively agreed - after all, my availability depended on the home healthcare worker - said good-bye and made the long drive home. The plug shifted inside my ass each time I made a turn or drove over a bump. By the time I got home it was all I could do not to rush my father's sitter out the door so I could go into my bathroom and jerk off. Wouldn't you know, the home healthcare worker was available the next night! I hurriedly packed for my trip after work and once again headed over to take more toxic cum. Another seventeen guys took their turns in my holes over the next few nights - my best showing of any business trip - and not one had any inkling that I had been taking poz loads for two days before I arrived. I visited my new friend several more times over the following weeks, and each time he bred me two or three times before sending me home. I just got back from the doctor and he will be happy to hear that it did 'stick', to use his words. I am now part of the brotherhood.

im probably slightly off but im in the high 500s at this point. from what i can tell its close to 578

Went to the Fair last night for the first time. Got there about 12:30 left about 215. Roughly 10 guys milking about. 3 trans in the back area. Got sucked by 2 of them. One took bareback creampie. One let me absolutely destroy her ass covered. They told me Saturday there’s more trans girls there-if that’s your flavor. Didn’t see much action amongst the guys. Couple blowjobs here and there. I’m 8” uncut bbc if you see me walking around with it out in the back rooms, feel free to kneel to or bend over for it.

Nothing to be embarrassed about at all !!! It's particularly easy in colder weather, and if you have a variable-ratio power drill. We can easily put a 2" hole-saw in the pocket of a winter parka, and crank the gh's out. Variable-speed is great, since you can slow-walk the drill, listening for anyone happening along, and pausing the job until they're gone. Bring a scrap of medium-grade sandpaper too, just to get the splinters off the fresh work. Don't want to scratch the Delivery System, now do we !!! That process won't work in FL, but back in IL I must have drilled out at least 15, 20 gh's over the years. Didn't need to at the Fine Arts bldg at N'Western though - there were already so many the partitions between the stalls were barely there anymore !!! I think that building has been replaced now though. At the glory holes .... It's all about the Cock/Hole/Sperm

@Rawslave29 Here's my old story, before I took a brief break from breedingzone. Didn't realize it got so many comments after I finished a few parts... so again, big fan of your story and right up my alley too. Love to see more. This was a cross-over story from "Double Conversion" in chem sex section as well since the "Dolf" guy in his story was too good to leave out of it.

Those side effects were in very few individuals who received the vaccines. For the majority of us there were no adverse side effects.

I love spending the day with a load in me. Got fucked one morning before work. While sitting at my desk I could feel it leaking out and could smell that wonderful scent of marinated cum...

39 loads taken face to face. 424 anon ass up face down with blindfold on. 463 loads so far.

642 and counting

Don’t recall my first oddly enough. But I’ve had gono, Chlamydia, syphilis, crabs along with HIV over the years. Chlamydia was my most frequent and got them mostly from women.

You came to the wrong place if you want advice on not thinking about cock. If you want to actually try things and not worry about diseases, try to find a FWB. There are lots of married and "straight" guys on the apps.

Well the next time I’m in Portland and in either Steam or Hawks, if your there my ass and throat are yours for however long you want them!

Was driving back home to Vegas from Long Beach, CA and stopped for gas at a Chevron station in Victorville. Didn't think much of it, pulled up to the pump, popped my gas door open and got out of the car. I put my credit card into the machine, chose my grade of gas and put the nozzle in. Wasn't paying much attention to my surroundings and grabbed my phone to check for messages. Out of the blue I heard someone say "Hay boy, haven't I pumped you before?". I recognized the voice and looked up and it was an old neighbor of mine i had known since 2007. Big burly latino guy, mid 50's now with a scruffy beard. I met him on grindr years ago when I first moved back to Long Beach andt his profile was completely blank except for the word "Top". We chatted on and off for a few weeks before he trusted me enough to tell me where he lived and we discovered we were in the same apartment complex on the same floor and he was six doors down from me. He had a partner he cheated on and and thus maintained the blank profile. He was seldom free to hook up because his partner was always around but when he was free we made the best of it. He would text me day or night anytime he had some free time and if I was home he'd run over and pound the fuck out of my throat and ass, blast his load down my throrat or up my ass and then run home and clean up before his parther could suspect anything. I actually got to know his partner just from seeing them out here and there and passing in the hallways, but his partner never knew he was fucking me. That went on for about two years before they moved to another complex a few blocks away, and we lost touch. I looked over at him and said "oh yeah man, I remember, we were neighbors, you pumped me quite a few times thinking back" and he said "yeah i knew it was you when i saw you, i never forget a fuck, even the bad ones" and he asked me what brought me there and I told him that I had moved and was in SoCal for the weekend but now I was heading back to Vegas. He told me he had just left Vegas, was in town for a wedding and was heading back to Long Beach. I told him what a coincidence to run into each other after all this time and I asked him if he was still with his partner and he said yes, he was, but like he told me before his partner is more of a lover than a good fuckslut which is what he really wants and needs, so he still cheats on the side to get that rough nasty sex that he loves so much. I told him I was glad to see nothing had changed and he laughed. He asked me if I had a partner and I told him I was still single and he said that was probably a good thing. We made a little more small talk catching up on the last few years and then his pump clicked off and he pulled it out of the tank and put it away. He looked over at me and said "Are you in a hurry? how bout you let me pump you up and fill your tank again like old times?" Remembering he was an awesome fuck I didn't hesitate to say yes, but asked where he had in mind. He told me there were some abandoned building about a mile down the road and we could pull up behind one and fuck there and i said ok. I finished filling up and then followed him down the road to the abandoned buildings and we circled around back and there was no one there and no one around except for a trailer park about a half a mile away so it was a great place to fuck. I hopped into the back seats of his 4-door Silverado pickup and he followed me in and closed the door. He sat down and said "You know how this works bitch so get to it" and I instantly remembered he has this role play fantasy where I have to be the one to take his dick out of his pants and I also have to be the one to back up on him or sit on him because he gets a rush from a guy wanting his dick. So I took all of my clothes off and quickly jumped into action and frantically unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his pants and pulled his zipper down like i was really desperate to taste his dick. Once I got his zipper undone I reached in and pulled dick thru the fly of his boxers and started to suck it and as I did it started to grow harder and bigger in my mouth. It was just like I remembered, a little shy of 7" uncut but fat and wide like a football, a real jaw and ass stretcher. He started talking dirty to me and said "what a fucking whore, can't wait to get at my dick can you...suck it bitch, suck my fuckin dick.." I kept sucking away like nobody's business and he put his hand on my head and started slamming my face down on his dick saying "suck it cockwhore, suck my fuckin dick" and I kept sucking away and after a bit he started to stand up and pulled his pants and boxers off and sat back down and slammed my throat down on his dick again, this time using both his hands to force my throat up and down on his dick. The whole time he kept talking dirty and saying 'suck it bitch, suck my fuckin dick".. a few minutes later he started pulling my head off his dick and he would ask me "you like that bitch?" and I'd have to say "yeah" and then he'd slam my throat bat down on his dick some more for a bit and and pull it off again and then ask me again if i liked it and I'd say yeah that went on for a few more minutes and then he let go of my head and said "show me how you suck you fuckin cocksucker, suck my dick like you suck your old man... I'm your daddy now cocksucker" and he let me work him over for a few more minutes while he told me what a good cocksucker i was ..he reached over and started slapping my ass hard which told me he was getting ready to fuck me and i kept sucking him for a bit more and while i was doing that he reached under the seat and pulled out a small bottle of lube he had hidden away and picked up one of my hands and put the bottle in my hand.. i sucked him a little longer and then stopped and opened the bottle to lube up his dick. By now he was laid back on the seat legs spread wide with his eyes closed. I lubed up his dick an then lubed up my hole and maneuvered myself around to sit down on his cock. As soon as my hole touched his dick he said "what are you doing whore, don't tell me you're a fuckwhore too.." and i said "yes" and he responded "you want dick up your ass fag, you want some dick up your ass" and i said yes and sat down hard on his dick and his dick spread my ass open. No sooner was I balls deep when he told me 'you want dick fag I'm gonna give you some dick.. show daddy how you ride, fuckwhore..." and i started to ride his dick and he reached around and put his hands on my hips and started to bounce me slowly up and and down on his dick and he was saying 'fuck your hole makes daddy's dick feel so good" and he kept bouncing me up and down on his dick and moaning with pleasure and soon he was picking up the pace and bouncing me harder and harder on his dick and telling me how he was gonna fuck my hole up and we bounced some more and he started slapping my ass hard and calling me a bitch and a fuckhole and then he pulled me down hard on his dick so i was balls deep n then started to get up and we maneuvered ourselves so I was doggy style on the seat and he was kind of half kneeling and he started pounding my ass doggy style and talking dirty again, this time telling me I'm a nasty fuckhole and telling me how daddy likes to spread his seed to those in need and how fuckholes like me are the best fucks. He started pounding my ass harder and harder trying to go as deep as he could with each stroke and kept slapping my ass hard and talking dirty at the same time. I could tell he was getting close and he asked me "you want daddy's spunk bitch, you want daddy to knock you up?" and I said "fuck yea daddy knock me up" and he kept pounding my ass out and then suddenly he started to moan out "you fuckin bitch, you're gonna make me nutt..." and then I suddenly felt him blast my insides with his hot sperm while he was gasping for breath and calling me a fucking whore and tell me I i was a fucking bitch and he was going to knock me up good. After he was done he stayed inside me for a few more seconds catching his breath and then he pulled out cleaned his dick off with his t-shirt and then told me to get dressed and get out, so i quickly threw myself together and we stepped out of the truck and he was walking around to the driver's side and i started to head to my car and just as I got there I heard him say 'wait up bitch" and i stopped and turned around and he started to walk toward me and when he got to me he said "aren't you gonna say 'thank you daddy'?" and so i said "Thank you daddy" and he said that's better and walked over to his truck, got in and drove off. I figured that was the last I'd see or hear from him but about an hour later I got a text message that said "Is this fuck bitch"? I had still had him in my contact list as "neighbor" so I realized it was him. I responded back "yeah daddy" and he messaged back "thought i stll had ur # i get to vegas sometimes for business, I'll put you back in rotation - like old times, don't hit me up, I'll hit you up when I'm free, k?" I responded "Yes Sir" and that was it. Hoping to hear from him again soon.

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

It was early January this year. I met a guy out at a bar and we left to go to his place but he said he couldn’t wait. He ended up fucking me between some cars in a parking garage right outside the bar, my jeans and underwear around my ankles.