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I woke up with a cold shock and my body instinctively jumped away with me yelping at that. I rolled to the side and saw Ethan with a big smile on his face and he was holding what looked to me as a glass butt plug. I saw some water leaking down his hand and realized it wasn't glass but a butt plug made of ice. I laughed after realizing that and asked him what he was doing. Well I know I was rough on you and we both enjoyed it but I wanted to make sure you were going to be ok before we head to pride and have you as the guest in my tent so I went to my freezer and got this out to start helping your ass relax more before it really gets used. I saw his sound reasoning but couldn't help but laugh with him as I rolled back over and let him continue pushing the ice plug in. It was cold as hell but it did feel good as my hole felt more relaxed. I lifted my ass up and he put a towel under me so I wouldn't soak the bed and we sat there and talked. With pride almost here he was explaining all that he was doing for it and what I was going to be doing as well when we got there. We also were talking more about us and what Ethan said next shocked me. "Tom we have been apart for so long of our lives and it has hurt me every moment we were apart and I don't want to feel like that ever again and I know this happened so quickly but I want to know if you would move in with me?" I teared up hearing those words from him and jumped into his arms not caring I was getting water on his bed and kissed him so hard and deeply saying of course I would love too nothing would make me happier. Ethan was in tears at my answer as well and hugged me deeply and I felt whole now that I was with my lost love with nothing to stop us from being together anymore. We laid back down so I could let the ice plugg finish what it was doing and we talked about what we were going to be doing to share our lives together. Ethan made a few calls after we were done talking about having a crew go to my house and pack up all of my things and move them to Ethan's house and while he was talking I got up and headed to his shower now that the ice was fully melted and got cleaned up. In the shower I couldn't help but reach around and play with my hole, the ice did its thing and it felt great. I didn't feel any soreness at all and I could feel that my hole was wider now which made me hard and I couldn't help but start to stroke my morning wood. I was so distracted by what I was doing that I didn't hear Ethan get into the shower with me. Ethan wrapped his arms around me and bumped his hard on into my crack and whispered in my ear "what are you doing babe?" I whimpered at his contact and told him I needed to feel how open I am now after all our sessions. Ethan tilted my head back and kissed me deeply. I could help make it wider for you but I need you primed up for pride, we don't want you too loose for everyone there if that's what you still want to do. I turned around and said I was still looking forward to taking as many strains that show up but more happy that he was the first of the many. He growled at my answer and I swear his cock grew more after hearing that answer and he grabbed me in for another deep kiss. He spun me around again, nuzzled and licked up my neck and whispered in my ear that this was the best night of my life and here is another load to add. He slipped the tip of his dick into my hole and I could feel the large dose of cum shooting into my hole. It felt so hot as well and that's when I realized he was also giving me a dose of poz piss as well causing me to moan and go weak at the knees. Ethan caught me without missing a beat and turned me upside down in his shower so I wouldn't waste a drop and carried me into his bed where a waiting towel and buttplug were waiting. While I was still upside down Ethan inserted the butt plug with such ease and then he turned it and put a strap around me so it wouldn't fall out. He dried me off and we spooned in his bed. As we softly drifted off to sleep Ethan whispered in my ear that tomorrow will be the best pride ever my love. I smiled at his loving words and fell asleep.

...after laying out a while, and enjoying the sun nude, it is time for another cold drink. Steve offered to get us one, I said 'sure' and 'thank you'. Steve got up and grabbed our glasses, I noticed Steve was still semi hard...which he had been all morning by the pool. Thank goodness for my sunglasses as I get a great eye full view of that gorgeous swinging cock. "Be right back" Steve says as he saunters off. As I lay there, I can't help but think of Steve's cock. Just amazing to me, the girth and weight of it. Immediately my cock grows, and it takes all of my strength to not touch or stroke me. I know this is just a 'friendly' time by the pool, no sex is intended for sure. We are good friends, and both really enjoy our strength in having very open conversations...about everything! When we originally met on bareback RT, our friendship grew in place of a sexual encounter. I couldn't help but ask questions of you regarding your sexual escapades and desires...along with getting to know you as a person. Knowing you were poz just kept the conversation going for sure. Yes, we both knew our deep desires, but overall, we knew we connected on several levels...and it was very refreshing. Finally, after months of getting to know Steve, summer arrived and he invited me over for some sun and swimming. How could I refuse, some of my favorite past times! And here we are. We both knew that sex was not likely to happen between us, Steve was poz and I was neg. Of course, we flirt, how could we not?? We both love the same sexual types of things. As Steve strolled back out with our newly filled glasses, he seemed almost a little harder than when he left. I didn't mind a bit, and thanked Steve for the drink. "Looks like something got your attention while you were away" nodding at Steve's semi hard cock. He sits down and chuckles, telling me while he went to pee he remembered leaving a porn paused in his bedroom, Treasure Island media of course. As he went to turn off the TV he just had to stare at the scene a bit. "What was the scene?", I ask. Steve described the scene in 'what I can't see 2', of the older man fucking his blind folded boy from behind. I know it all too well, and we laugh. Steve then settles in his lounger I see him adjust his big cock and notice that he is now leaking. uh oh...not good! Steve's nipples are hard too...of course they are..it is a great video! Steve apologizes for leaking, but no apology needed, I know Steve's desires. All good! I can tell Steve is still thinking about the video because he is now rock hard...and leaking a lot more. I am getting excited as well so decide to turn over and get some sun on my back and ass. Steve tells me the worst thing would be to burn my ass cheeks. He asks if I want some sunscreen for my back and butt. "Sure, please." A benefit of having someone sunning with you. I hear him get up and open the lotion, squirting some in his hand. Steve starts to apply it to my shoulders and back. Feels great. He pops the top again, this time applying it directly to my lower back and across the top of my butt. His hands move around my lower back and then onto my ass cheeks. Kneading my ass as he applies the lotion. Of course, I am a flirt and push my ass up a little bit, not even sure if he notices, but soon his fingers brush my hole and I take in a breath. whoa...that felt great. As Steve continues rubbing my ass, and touching my balls from time to time, I suddenly feel Steve's heavy dick land in my open, upturned, palm. The weight of his cock is amazing, and of course now I feel his precum on my hand. Damn, my head is swimming. Soon enough he is done applying lotion but allow your cock to rest in my hand...."fuck that feels good Tim", but we both know it is time for him to lay down again! I release my grip on his cock and Steve slowly stands up, but his precum remains all over me. No problem there. Steven then lays back down and I turn my head towards him, easing up on my side. I see his cock is still swollen and amazing. I know he doesn't mind me staring at his cock ever, so I take full advantage. I reach out and get my drink. Still cold and so refreshing. Of course, my cock is hard now too...thanks to him and his touch. We start to talk some more, now just about anything else besides sex and porn. That helps...as both of our cocks start to settle down. We are laughing a lot about things, men, sex, websites, everything. Steve asks me if I had seen certain guys on BBRT...and then he describes why I might have seen them. Older, hung, poz top men....and then he describes some of them to me. I say, "I will definitely have to check them out", and wink at him. Soon enough it is time for another drink, and I ask Steve if he is ready for another. Drinking the last bit of his drink, he says 'sure' and hands me his glass. "I will be back in a few minutes" I say while grabbing his glass, then adding "unless you left your TV on" and we both laugh. "You can always turn it back on Tim, bedroom is down the hallway on the left", he smiles. I stroll into the kitchen, my mind flashing between the porn and the weight of his cock in my hand. Damn, is another drink really what I need? I smile. I open the freezer to get more ice and vodka, but then close it, thinking to myself, I must see that porn scene again, it has been a long time since I watched it. I stroll down to Steve's bedroom and enter. Of course, the TV is off. ha. damn! I notice his bed is roughly made. Steve’s desk and computer are in the corner, and it seems as though on his nightstand is a cock ring and bottle of lube. huh? A good night, I guess! I smile to myself. I find the remote to the TV and turn it on. Immediately the large screen is filled with the scene from the DVD. The older man's cock is clearly in his young boy, paused right there. I just stare at it...immediately getting hard! I turn the volume down a bit, and press play...just a minute I tell myself. The video starts again and the man is pushing his dick in and out of the b, wow! Fuck I love that video! I realize time is going by as the scene is getting closer to the cum scene, how long have I been standing here!?? Then I hear Steve at the door to the room, "it is good isn't it?". I turn and he is watching me watch the video, his gorgeous cock is rock hard and leaking again. "Sorry Steve, just needed a quick peek" "Not a problem at all Tim, I love that you enjoy it as much as I do", he smiles at me. I turn back to the video just before the older man slides in deep and cums hard in the boy. Damn that is hot. I could tell Steve moved in closer to me and the TV, but I thought it was to get a better view. As the next scene starts, I feel him behind me, his wet dick trails across my ass cheek. I reach back and take his hard dick in my hand, rubbing it all over my ass cheek. "Steve, we shouldn't" "I know Tim, I know. Let's just enjoy the video". So, we stand there watching. He behind me as I milk his cock all over my ass, moments later I feel his fingers tracing through his precum, down my ass crack and brush my now twitching hole. Soon Steve stepped in closer...rubbing is now wet cock up and down my ass crack..."should we get back to the pool and our drinks Tim?" "Fuck Steve", I said with a sigh. "I guess you are right", and I felt him pull away leaving a huge wet spot on my ass above my crack. Steve just sighed....and stroked his cock one more time. Then he reached for the remote and paused the movie where it was at, "I think I will be needing that later" Steve said while laughing. We both left his bedroom breathing hard and cocks bouncing as we walked. "Don't forget those drinks" Steve said while passing though the patio door. Off to the kitchen I went to get those drinks on ice and get back to the sun. Steve was right where he should be, in his lounge chair enjoying the sun. The only evidence of what had happened was a small pool of precum on his thigh where his now soft cock lay. "Thank you, Steve." "For what?" he said while looking up at me. "For not giving in to our desires", I said laughing. "Trust me Tim, if you were poz you would be carrying my load right now" Steve said while moaning softly. Of course, that is all it took to start my cock growing to full hardness again. "And I would be very happy for that sir" I said with a grin! Now it was time for his cock to now start growing. Steve reached down with one hand and gave his cock a good long pull, more precum oozed from his piss slit. The alcohol was definitely beginning to have an effect on my bravery and I asked Steve if I could taste his precum. Of course he said 'sure' as I thought he might. I got up off of my lounge chair and bent over his cock, took it in one hand and milked out another big drop, while looking Steve in the eye lapped that drop up with my tongue. Steve's precum was salty and very good! Without asking, I lowered my mouth to his cock and stroked for several more drops of his natural lube. "Fuck Tim, you are going to get my load if you keep doing that". I took my mouth off of Steve's cock, looked him in the eye and said "not yet baby" and set his cock back down on his leg with one final squeeze. I then straddled Steve on his chair, reached behind me and picked up his cock, laid it flat against my ass. I tweaked one of his nipples and bent down to kiss him deeply! Steve moved both of his hands to my ass cheeks and kneaded my ass like a pro. I felt his hand leave my ass, then his cock moved...then his hand was on my ass again, but guiding his finger to my tight ring, and what seemed to be lubed with his precum. slowly he spread me apart and inserted his finger slowly but steadily. I just moaned into Steve's mouth. I reached around behind me and took hold of Steve's wet cock. Steve pulled his finger from my ass and I placed his slippery cock head against my pulsing ring. "Tim, please don't. We can't fuck without a condom". "Steve, I want you in me, please fuck me" I felt Steve push his cock head past my ring and we both moaned out loud. "You are so fucking hot Tim, once I am in your ass, there is no way I can pull out". I pushed back on Steve's cock and felt the first few inches of him spread me open. "I know baby, please fuck me". I guess that is all the asking I had to do, Steve slowly sank his entire cock into me until I felt his sexy pubes brush my ass. I could feel his cock twitching has he rested there. "Don't move Tim, don't fucking move!" I lay on him, chest to chest as both of his hands were on my ass, cock buried deep in me, oozing precum inside of me I am sure. Within a minute, I felt him pull my ass up almost off his cock and pushed me down again, starting to fuck me in full lengths. My ass felt his oozing, making me wetter, but I was already starting to feel the rawness of his dick fucking me. I sat up....with him buried in me and eased off of him, immediately feeling the void where his cock was. I stood over Steve, "please fuck me from behind on your bed". Then started to walk towards the house. not looking back, but hearing him get off the chair. Entering Steve's room, I found the remote and pushed play to let the porn start up again. With deep moaning from the TV, I moved to his nightstand and grabbed the lube. I tossed it on the end of the bed, and climbed up on the mattress, on all fours...with my now red ass ring facing the door, waiting. Just behind me, Steve entered the room. I looked over my should and saw him there, stroking his cock. I knew what was coming! Steve walked to the bed....and immediately placed his cock in my ass crack, bent down and grabbed the lube. Then I felt the coolness dripping on his cock and my ass. Steve was rubbing his now wet cock between my crack, every once in a while, getting it stuck on my ring. "Tim, I am going to fuck you now...I have to. I will not pull out and you are going to take my poz seed. Are you ok with that?" "YES! sir" I almost yelled. "Good boy". Then he pushed the head of his cock back in my hole and proceeded to fuck me raw like he owned me. My cock was swinging semi hard, leaking precum/cum for the entire time...all I had to do was stroke it and I knew I would cum very hard! The man behind me was all I had thought of, imagining this scenario so many times in my head. Steve's pace was quickening, and I knew I would soon be rewarded with my first poz load, exactly how I wanted it too. Steve was talking very sexy now...very hot and honest while his hips pounded into my ass. "I am going to fucking breed you deep boy, give you my poz cum. Do you want my poz cum?" "Yes sir, please cum in me" "Good boy, here it comes". After a few more deep pushes, Steve buried deep in my ass and started cumming!!!!!! Holding my hips so very hard, making sure his cock was as deep as it could go. That is all it took for my cock to stiffen and shoot my entire load all over the sheets beneath me. Steve was panting hard, "I love fucking you Tim". I turned back to face him, his cock still in me, "I need to taste your cock Steve". He pulled out and I swung around to taste his still throbbing wet cock. Man, his cum and my ass...the most amazing thing. An hour later, after cleaning up. Steve lay behind me on the bed...slowly fucking me again as we watched a new porn. He fondled my hard cock as he slowly slid in and out of me. Steve leaned in close to me, "Tim did you always want this to happen?". I waited a few seconds and thought that over. "Yes I did. I knew from first talking to you, and seeing your pictures....your gorgeous cock...full balls...tan body, I knew I wanted you in me. Did I want your poz cum in me? That I don't know, but I wanted your bare cock in me for sure. Then when I saw you naked up close...it was all I could do to resist you. I honestly loved your thinking about poz/neg sex and love. How you could resist it and that it is both men's choice. I love that." All Steve said was "thank you" and pushed into me again and came!

In my usual state I dithered over what to wear to visit the other boat. I settled on my white speedo with the lining cut out. I also decided to take a blue pill so the swimsuit could barely contain my 8 inch hardon by the time we rafted beside the bigger boat. Claude was behind me as I climbed up from our boat and assured me I was still leaking cum with a transparent wet spot at my ass. He settled on his favorite fashion statement, nude with a small sweat scarf tied around his neck. There were twelve guys on our host boat. Half were A type gym bunnies, beautiful, masculine, every one of them could be a fashion model or a porn star. Probably some were. The other six were as different from each other as day is night. Short, tall, slim, downright fat, dark, almost albino, hairless, gorilla. The gym bunnies were either in skimpy speedos, string thongs or florescent jock straps. The other six wore a variety of apparel. All of which sent the message it would drop off quickly and easily for sex. Every face had that freshly fucked glow and radiated an enthusiasm and randiness for more. One cub, probably in his mid-twenties caught and held my eye. He had a sweet boyish face framed in medium length dirty blond curls. A ready smile and impish glint in his eyes. His hairy chest and treasure trove were shown off perfectly by his open mesh off white shirt, which also highlighted his dark tan skin. He wore baggy practically transparent cotton gyps pants that did little to hide his thick pubic bush and beautiful semi hard uncut cock and swinging balls. He couldn’t help but notice me staring, winked at me and pointed me out to the gym bunny beside him. My erection broke loose over the waist band of my speedo. I considered tucking it back in and decided, ‘fuck it, I’ll just let it poke out if it wants to.’ Their captain announced that the barbeque wouldn’t be ready for another hour and encouraged everyone to enjoy the afternoon sun as we all got acquainted. A group of five guys gathered around Claud, and from all the touching and kissing it was clear their getting acquainted would be full on sex. In fact one gym bunny was sucking Claud’s cock to full mast within two minutes. Three gym bunnies led stoned Joe to a chase lounge on the stern deck. They waited on him hand an foot bringing him appies and a drink eventually loosening and opening his shirt. I think he was too stoned to anticipate what he was in for. I watched from a distance as my sexy cub and his gym bunny friend bantered with each other. The fat guy had engaged me in pleasant conversation. I felt a bit badly that my mind was wandering. I was lamenting that my dad bod would not attract the chiseled A types and wondering if any of the others would show more than conversational interest as the evening progressed. After about twenty minutes the cute cub joined the group of guys I was now chatting with. At first he stood across the circle from me which created a huge distraction, my cock began to harden. He was very flirty with everyone and eventually was standing close beside me. He leaned in and whispered in my ear; “Your gorgeous daddy dick is gonna fuck my ass.” Said dick peaked out over the waist band again. Then his hand ventured down my back and into my speedo. His finger was soon inserted in my ass hole. With a big grin he removed it, drew it up to his mouth and licked it off in a production for the entire audience to see. Then in a voice for all to hear he said, “But first it seems his ass can use a top up, who wants to lube him up for my cock.” All the while he had been slipping out of his loose-fitting cloths. Hands were now assisting me out of my speedo, and I bent over to take the cubs hardening uncut cock in my mouth. It wasn’t lost on me that Claud and his A type entourage had slipped of somewhere private to fuck. I was here on deck for all to see and maybe join in. How I hoped! As the cub’s tool expanded in my mouth, I felt fingers trace and penetrate my ass hole. It seemed clear to me it was getting the attention of a few guys, not just one. As I deep throated, and his cock hit my tonsils I noticed a new much fatter finger pressing at my hole. Realizing it wasn’t a finger I took a deep breath and pushed my ass backwards impaling myself on a thick short cock. I reached on hand behind to chick my guess and sure enough the raw cock in my ass was attached to the fat guy. I guess he was interested in more than conversation after all. He fucked me for a short time, and I could hear the other’s encouraging him to breed me. He told them he was likely to cum sooner if someone was breeding him. A tall slim pale guy took up the suggestion and soon I could feel his pounding coming through the fat guy’s body into my ass. After about ten stokes the slim guy cried out in orgasm and my ass was being flooded an instant later. The two of them pulled away and a beautiful gorilla bear of a man was inside me with his nine-inch-thick monster. Knowing I was freshly well lubed he just plunged in balls deep. I opened my mouth wider to scream only to impale more of the cub’s cock deeper into my throat. I began to worry I would bring him over the top in my throat. I loved the treatment my ass was getting but also wanted this sexy cub’s cum added to the sloppy mix. He must have been thinking much the same thing because he soon pulled himself out of my mouth and invited a pot-bellied dad bod guys cock to take his place. I needed more support so managed to get my spit-roast to move over to a wall. For the next ten minutes my throat and ass were fucked relentlessly. I was preparing to ask for a rest break when I noticed the cock in my mouth was getting harder. I checked and could feel that his balls had now pulled up entirely into his body. Sure enough a torrent of his man juice was now sluicing down my throat. Too far down for me to even taste it. Only now could my attention return to the onslaught at my rear door. Rarely had I been the object of such a powerful battering ram. I could feel the sweat from his body dripping on my back and bare ass. He was beginning to gasp for every breath and every cell of my being was filled with pride to offer this gorilla bear my vulnerable body so fully. And that is when his cannon began to blast and paint my ass walls, mixing with the cum soup already churning around deep inside me. His hairy sweaty body collapsed on my back as he panted like a spent wild animal. Eventually he nibbled my ear and whispered, ‘You are one fantastic fuck man, not many can withstand my onslaught, congratulations.’ To be continued …

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

As a constitutional lawyer, my general advice would be to not put too much trust in what SouthernCumdump has to say regarding legal interpretation.

https://www.science.org/doi/10.1126/science.add6502 (The actual study) A phase 1 clinical trial with a new HIV vaccine achieved a big step forward for vaccine technology in general that may revolutionize vaccines for a number of pathogens beyond HIV. Here's the logic of broadly neutralizing antibodies (warning - it's "dense")… And the results… In layperson's terms HIV vaccines have been elusive because of how much variation there is in the different strains of HIV. This vaccine is promising because it produces an immune response that can fight most, if not all, strains of HIV. That's a first. And the hope is that a similar approach can be applied to other pathogens (think about how new SARS-CoV2 variants are able to get past immunization - this could end that type of thing.) Yesterday was International AIDS Day. While AIDS had a horrible toll on our community, the silver lining is the advancement in medical technology that's come out of it (once Reagan and Bush Sr. started taking it seriously - the delays were unforgivable). Even the COVID vaccines we have now are thanks in part to research into HIV. The things that were learned in HIV research often apply much more broadly. More here: https://interestingengineering.com/health/hiv-vaccine-triumphs-phase-1

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!

Agree on that-also when when I suck the cum out of holes at the bathhouse after they have been used by a group of pigs

What a fucked up week! It started out pretty much normal with the exception of my partner Brian being on a rare business trip. I am self-employed so my schedule is pretty flexible. I usually go to the downtown YMCA late afternoons but on Wednesday I went mid morning so I could do some chores as well. The Y was pretty empty so I relaxed in the sauna after my workout. I could see from the sauna door a muscular stud prowling from the shower who put on a bit of a show toweling himself off before entering the steam room. I am not a prude so I followed him. Two guys were in there when I entered. It was extremely steamy inside and I could barely make them out until I was quite close. I sat across from them so I could see what they were doing and if perhaps there might be a little action going on. While I am “monogomish” with Brian, I certainly feel free to jack off with others if it is discreet and occasionally will suck a bit as well. One of them ducked out pretty fast and that left the muscular stud alone with me. “How’s Brian?” he asked. That got my attention! “Ummmm, he is fine, thanks” was my reply. “You don’t know who I am, do you?” Well, it WAS steamy and I didn’t have my glasses on. He scooted closer. “I’m Vince.” he explained. He offered me his hand and held mine a bit longer than necessary while I told him that my name is Mike. “We met once at a party” Vince continued. After a pause, he gave me the key I needed. “I used to date Brian.” “Oh! That Vince!” I winced as that was supposed to be my private reaction. Vince chucked “Yes, I suppose you could say that. Has Brian said much about me?” I replied "Not really" and that was the truth. I was under the impression it was just a short-term thing and I had never pressed Brian about it. Vince confirmed they hadn’t dated too long, but after a moment he said that Brian had a fabulous ass. I wasn’t jealous, exactly, as I stammered "Why, yes he does." Vince had turned towards me and I couldn’t help to see his ample junk flopping in plain view. “I really enjoyed using his hole and I was sorry that there wasn’t the chemistry to make it work as a relationship.” This seemed like an honest declaration; although my ears and dick perked up at his way of saying he had fucked Brian. “I was the first man to fuck Brian with a PA” Vince not so discreetly grabbed his crotch as he continued. “Brian was really tight and I had to use a lot of lube on his hole as I stretched him with my fingers and also used lots of lube on my rubbers.” Vince was clearly getting hard and between seeing his sizable tool and hearing his talk, I was rock hard very quickly. I could see the thick gauged PA accenting his big head and it looked hot as hell. “Brian sucked well, although he had a hard time deep throating me.” Vince pointed his very erect dick at me and pondered “I wonder how you would do?” I was really horny as I had not cum in a few days, but I wasn’t sure I wanted to play with Vince due to his previous relationship with Brian. That didn’t seem particularly discreet. Vince seemed to pick up on my discomfort. “Look, it was many years ago when I had Brian and I never kiss and tell. Just grab and feel it.” Damn was it meaty and big! What the fuck—grabbing it couldn’t get me in trouble. Grabbing it, however, proved to be insufficient. Vince was pinching my nips (a hot spot for me) and feeling me up all over. “Come on, just taste it…try it, you’ll like it.” We both laughed at that so I figured what the hell. I got it about half way down before it became a challenge. Vince with over 8” long—and I mean REAL inches and way thicker than most. “Are you a better cock sucker than Brian? Show me how you suck, Mike!” He grabbed my head and started to face-fuck me. Someone came in at that point so I quickly sat down next to Vince. As the mystery guy was obscured in the steam, Vince kept touching me. As he rubbed my ass cheek I couldn’t help raising my hip to give him access to my hole. It was exciting to play while another man was nearby but unaware. When we were alone again Vince had me face away from him and then he knelt down and latched his mouth on my sweaty hole. FUCK that is a turn on for me! He stood up and rubbed his dick against my hole as he reached around to my nips and chewed on my neck and ear. “I wanna fuck your hole” he growled. I literally had chills run down my spine. I wasn’t going to take him raw so I turned around and said it wasn’t private here and I didn’t have any rubbers with me. “Brian always made me wear a rubber, too” Vince admitted. “I have some special ones in my gym bag and lube, too” he offered. I asked how they were special and he said that they were extra large and fit his big dick the way rubbers should fit a man. “Brian always loved how I fucked him and you will, too!” My resistance was low and my libido was high. Vince was pushing to seal the deal. He didn’t have a place available, but he was open to suggestions. I admitted Brian was out of town, but I had never brought anyone home with me. Vince was pawing me and playing me to the point of surrender. “Come on” he sighed “You are going to love it!” I did want it, but I told him that only Brian had fucked me for the last 6 years. This seemed to make his eyes gleam. “Look, here is the truth: I am moving out of state this weekend and this is the only time I’ll ever be able to be with you. I want my last memory of here to be with you.” He kissed me and his tongue plunged in. After a few minutes of serious tongue dueling and his hands possessing me I told him to meet me in the locker room and I’d give him my address. I just about chickened out while throwing my clothes on, but Vince showed up with his towel wrapped around his waist with an almost obscene bulge erasing my doubts: I gave him my address and said give me 20 minutes to get ready at home as I wanted to be prepped and squeaky clean for the fuck-session. Vince was prompt and started deep kissing as soon as he entered the door. He appreciated my jock strap and said it was perfect. I suggested the couch but he just said “uh uh. I want you on you and Brian’s bed.” In for a penny in for a pound flashed through my head as I led the way. “I can’t wait to fuck you like I fucked Brian so long ago!” Brian and I fucked protected for six months before we got our second negative HIV test and went to bare sex. As much as I prefer getting fucked ‘skin to skin’, I wasn’t going to take any chances with Vince even though he said he only tops. I am versatile, but if I am honest, I get off on fantasies of being fucked by a stud like Vince. I was glad that Vince brought his special condoms so I could get fucked just like Brian did. I could imagine that smaller condoms would be way too restrictive. Vince didn’t just ‘slide and ride’. He made me suck him hard and wet, lick his nuts and when I saw his hairy ass my tongue couldn’t resist. “Awwwwwww! Yeah, fucking worship me and you will get the fuck of your lifetime!” He promised. He also encouraged me by saying the more turned on he was, the harder he fucked and the bigger load he shot. What could be better? Still, after a good 20 minutes of foreplay I was getting crazy to get filled. Vince started his prep with eating my hole and rather harshly finger fucking me. It sort of hurt, but I was so damned horny I just moaned and relaxed to give him better access. The sooner I was open, the sooner he could breed my hole he promised. He told me he was good for two loads so if I was only good for one, I should wait until he was giving me load number two. “Fuck yes” I agreed. He wanted me on all fours for the first fuck. I saw him open the package and slide the rubber on, pinching the tip to make sure there would be room for his load. I assumed the position as he added his lube that he said looked and felt just like cum. I had heard of it, but had never tried it. The push in was slow but constant. The PA felt awesome rubbing against my prostate and I moaned as he filled me up. It was my first time being fucked with a PA, just like Vince was Brian’s first. Vince started out slow and told me how much he liked to see his dick slide in and out. After a few minutes I was relaxed enough for him to pull out and shove back in. “If only you could see what my dick looks like now” he groaned. I wanted to know a few things. “You like my ass? How does it feel for you? How do I compare to Brian?” Hey, a little praise goes a long way for me! “Needy, aren’t you!” Vince chuckled. “Mmmmmmm your ass is fine. It is tight, warm and you have great muscle control. I love how it is hungry for what I am giving you. I’d say I am happier being inside your hole than Brian’s. It fucking turns me on that you are cheating on him and giving me your hole to use just like I used him. My load will be your reward!” This talk was going to both of my heads. I get off on dirty talk. “Fuck me, Vince! I want it bad!” His thick dick was pleasing me and hurting me at the same time. The combination was making me groan and beg please. Vince started to pound harder and my response was instant. I squirmed and groaned while he started his end run. “Fuck yes, Mike! I am so loving this! I am going to fucking own your ass and claim it as mine. You want that, don’t you? You want me to do that? You want my dick?” “Please Vince!” I cried. “You want me to use your hole just like I used Brian’s, right?” YES “You don’t care that you are cheating on your partner?” Just use me, Vince, please! “That is exactly what I am doing. I am going to reward you for your bad behavior…damn, I am so close!” Fuck me Vince! Use me! Make my ass yours! Despite the condom, I swore I could feel the heat of his load pulsing inside me as he screamed and shoved his dick as far as it could go. “There! I am giving you what you deserve, Mike! Arrrrrr! I fucking own your cheating ass!" The stimulation was just too much! I exploded on the sheets and cried out. “That’s it! Cum on my dick and milk every drop out! Vince hissed. His weight pushed me flat on my stomach and I enjoyed the afterglow of his still hard dick twitching as my ass rhythmically clenched and relaxed. Brian always says that turns him on and Vince seemed quite content to let me keep working on him. About five minutes later, after we had each recovered our breath, Vince pulled out, while still pressing me down into the mattress and pulled his condom off to toss in his open gym bag. “It’s my souvenir” he snickered as he nibbled my ear. Vince turned me over and got in a 69 position with his semi-hard dick pointing at my mouth. “Clean me up!” he commanded. I gladly sucked his dick as he sucked on my sensitive dick and nuts. After a while he grabbed my thighs and exposed my ass to his probing fingers, sighing at the same time, “Damn does your ass look fine." His dick gradually went from spongy to rock hard. He re-positioned himself between my legs and reached over to grab another condom. He told me I was lubed inside and out from his first fuck as he suited up. He told me to grab his dick and place it where I needed it. His eyes closed in pleasure and he just said “ahhhhhhhh” as he pushed deep into me. “The first fuck was just a warm up. I want you to watch me, hold on to me with your hands and totally experience what I am doing to you. You are going to always remember this fuck.” I was putty in his hands and I just whimpered a little as my hands wrapped around his strong back. “That’s it. Give yourself to me. After today you’ll always associated getting fucked with what I am doing right now.” Usually doggy is my favorite position for being fucked, but Vince was right—this was a special experience. I couldn’t remember feeling so possessed by another man. Vince locked his hands on my body throughout the fuck: either on my legs, my nipples or holding on to my shoulders. His eyes rarely left mine and while it didn’t feel romantic, there was something so primal about this fuck. I told Vince that and he said “That’s right. I am fucking you the way a man should fuck another man.” I confessed that the only thing that would be better would be to have him fuck me raw, but I quickly added that I couldn’t do that. Vince smiled and said condom or not, I was being fucked the way it should be. I was surprised how hard I was. Vince knew how to keep me stimulated from within and without. Nevertheless, after about 30 minutes I was getting rather sore from the relentless fucking and PA clad head rubbing inside me. Vince said there was no need to stop and add lube as he was getting close again. “Fuck yes” I moaned. “I want it bad.” “What do you want?” Vince asked. “What do you want from me, Mike? You want me to use you like I used Brian? You want to be claimed as mine?” I was moaning yes and please almost like a chant. “You want this connection? You want to be bred by me? By now I was almost babbling as Vince was going in for the kill. I kept begging for him to have his way with me, to use me, to breed me. Despite his condom I could pretend that he was going to breed my torn up ass with his seed. “Yes, fucker! Here comes the breeding you have always wanted. The fuck you will always remember; I…FUCKING…OWN…YOU!!!” Each word was accentuated with full penetration. He went still on the last word and flexed and throbbed like crazy. “You’ve got it…you are fucking bred…ahhhhhhh…” A few quick strokes with my hand and I was shooting clear on my chest. I was way louder than I usually am. There was something so satisfying about that fuck. We were both sweating as we came off our fuck-high. “You have no idea how much I enjoyed fucking you, Mike.” It was almost tender. “I’ll always remember fucking you.” He added. It wasn’t lip service when I told him that the pleasure had been mine. Vince slowly pulled out and tossed his second condom in his bag. We both took a short shower together with Vince massaged my hole saying “Just so I'll always remember your ass.” I laughed and was in a great mood. Vince kissed me deeply and told me that he really enjoyed fucking me…just like he had fucked Brian he added. I confessed I couldn’t believe Brian was willing to let go of his fuck tool. “Well, I am just glad I could have you today…in a way, I feel like I fucked Brian as well by fucking you.” Later that afternoon I emptied a huge amount of lube out of my ass. Fingering my hole and smelling the goo I had to agree that Vince’s lube was the closest thing to cum that I had ever had. Brian got back late Friday and we fucked like bunnies. I enjoyed fucking him bare and pretended that Vince was me. I mentioned I had seen Vince at the Y in conversation late Saturday and that he was moving out of state. Brian seemed to be in a pensive mood and I asked what he was thinking about. Brian explained that even though Vince was hot sex, he was glad he was with me. I smiled at that and asked why he hadn’t stayed with Vince. “Well, we weren’t dating too long and I guess I was a bit naive.” I asked what about. “I always seemed to be full of lube after Vince fucked me and I checked and saw that his stash of rubbers were all carefully slit at the tip and put back in the package.” My heart lurched. “It’s just as well he is moving, I guess. I heard he is poz now and I’d hate to think that anyone I know might get bred like I was…”

The biggest compliment I can give a bottom is a repeat load.

“Enough of this circus orgy, he’s all mine for a while.” The naked cub grabbed my hand and pulled me down into the cabin of their yacht. A central dinning area was surrounded by cabins. I was led to the only door with a glory hole cut in it. The room number had been covered over with a piece of cardboard that read ‘#69’. Inside was room for a double bed bunk and narrow walkway with a small round window. A chain and leather sling hung in front of the window. I was helped into the sling and my hands and legs were secured into harnesses. The cub proceeded to fletch out a mouthful of the cum soup in my ass. This was snowballed into my mouth followed by a long passionate French kiss. When he broke the kiss he asked, “Do you want more?” I didn’t know if he meant more fletched cum or more sex, I didn’t care which and answered enthusiastically, “Fuck yeah son, bring it on!” I knew there had been a lot of cum in my guts but was amazed when he surfaced with his fourth mouthful. Thankfully I didn’t swallow right away ‘cause he said; “This is the last, so lets share it back and forth as long as we can.” Our lips locked and for the longest time the cummy ooze was stirred back and forth with our tongues. “You ready for me to fuck and breed you daddy?” “I thought you’d never ask!” His cock was as stiff as a hydro pole standing out a good 10 inches with a slight upward arch. He teased my sloppy hole with its naked head until I begged; “Fuck me already.” Only then did the head penetrate me. You’d have thought with the amount of cock my hole had entertained this day it would have just felt like any other cock, but no. With just the tip in me he pulsed it up and down, a human flesh vibrator that drove my ass wild. He ever so slowly kept this motion going centimetre, by centimetre easing in until at five inches inside me he asked knowingly, “Do you like?” “Like? I fuckin love!” “What does daddy fuckin love?” “I love being held in the leather smell of this sling with your beautiful, big, raw, otter cock patiently making its way into my cum hungry guts. I love the sight of your young hairy body, not to mention the seductive look on your handsome face. Fuck son, I’m all yours. Do with me whatever you want, don’t let this stop.” “Nice daddy. Enjoy the ride.” His entry never sped up, it seemed to take forever until he was all the way in, balls deep. “Fuck me already!” I begged He pulled out completely basking in my shock with an evil grin. I felt cool air rush into my gapping hole. His tongue was soon deeper in my hole than any tongue had ever been, he was actually licking the inside of my gut walls. I was so close to cumming hands free. “Fuck man, if you want my load up your ass you better stop that right now.” “I was waiting and hoping to hear you say that daddy.” He then released my hands and feet and steadied me as I reluctantly climbed out of the sling. He was now bent over the bed offering me his beautiful peach fuzz covered ass. I only hesitated a moment before getting to work with my lips and tongue. I first encountered his salty sweaty ass juices soon followed by the distinct taste of ass warmed cum. “Mmmmm, I see I’m not the only slut that has been getting bred.” “Um ,,, do you mind daddy?” As my cock pushed in full tilt and balls deep, “Not at all son, not at all!” I began to pound him doggy for the next five minutes amazed that my balls didn’t shoot off as soon as I entered. “How many loads you got in there son?” “Six today.” “Roll over here, I need to see your face.” He beamed at me as I slid back into him. “So, are you the designated cumdump on this vessel?” “Well not officially, there are a few. But, my cute otter charm and seductive nature means I get more than my fair share. That’s for sure. Aw … fuck daddy, that’s it, harder … ummm, oh yeah!” “So, what’s the most loads you’ve taken?” “In one session?” “Yeah slut, how many men have used this ass and dumped their loads in this cum hungry ass?” “In one night? A 24-guy orgy I harvested over 30 loads?” “Fuckin A” “Oh … yeah … give it to me daddy! … But my sluttiest weekend was at a gay campground. … Yeah, like that! … Owner fucked me as I registered … Ugh! … I only stopped long enough to eat and shit the rest of the weekend… Oh yeah daddy! … only wore a lanyard with a marker hung around my neck.” “Fuckin hot, what was the tally?” “112 slashes on my back and ass. Halfway through someone had written ‘cum deposits’ with an arrow pointing to my hole. I walked bow legged for two weeks. Ooooh, fuuucckk yeeaahhh give it to me daddy” I’m surprised my cum didn’t shoot out his nostrils I blasted so long and hard. I collapsed on top of him, both of us a sweaty mess. When I stopped panting, he rolled me on my back with my ass over the edge of the bed. He impaled deeply into me and unloaded the minute his balls hit my taint. To be continued …

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Oh I totally agree here. The Muslims are just as nuts as the Southern Baptists and the Mormons. But in the USA, Christianity is the primary historical influencer on this topic. Christianity's sexual dogmas come mainly out of influencers like Augustine and Benedict in reaction to the late Roman Empire. IN their view, this world was not worth bothering about; it's a veil of tears to be survived as we prepare and focus on the next life. Science has allowed humans our humanity again and to behave as our animal brothers do, without shame and guilt. Science has also shown the Christian conflation of sex and Love as synonyms to be false (and damaging) as well. YOU wind up with relationships based on Jealousy of the Other rather than on actual Love.

Thanks! When I did sex related work in school is when I realized how toxically males had been damaged by religion. I've made it my mission as an Apostle of Lust to use my body as a promiscuous male sodomite to show my fellow males you can indulge in carnal sexual Pleasures and live a happy, healthy, fulfilling life free of guilt and shame. I've even created a presentation on the topic which I've gotten to present at both CLAW 22 East and Fist Fest.

You were indeed lucky. The best part of your response though, is the implication that in the future, you'll negotiate that particularly delicious kind of play well before entering into it. I've gone into how to do this (the negotiation) in previous threads elsewhere on BZ, so I won't go into it all over again. Not all that many men love this kind of play, so consider yourself a little bit "specially gifted".

This daddy who fucked me at his hotel like a month ago is in town. I came accross his profile on Grindr and immediately texted him. No answer. After some hours I texted Patrick, my new faggot friend who got to suck the daddy, too. He didn t know the guy was back. We started jocking about which one of us will service this daddy big cock first. The next day he replied "still locked, slut?" I quickly answered yes, which was true and he asked if I could come over. Of course, I said. Same hotel, different floor. He invited me in his room without much words. He was wearing an elegant suit and ordered me to get naked as soon as he closed the door. He was like inspecting me, touched my chest, my stomach, made me spread my legs a little bit more. He touched my hole with his fingers and I was finding the whole situation very hot when he said : "you should work out some more". Without giving me the time to answer he ordered me to get on the bed and lay on my back. He opened my legs a bit and started fingering my pussy. His fingers would go from my pussy to my mouth for me to make them wet. He was asking me questions : why the cage ? How long without cumming ? Do you want to be a girl ? Aren t you ashamed ? ... Without sometimes even waiting for an answer. I couldn t answer anyway as he was making me go crazy, out of breath. It was so good ! He kept telling me to keep my hands away, threatening me to stop if I wouldnt. I ended putting my hands under my back, totally at his mercy, panting like a girl, almost convulsing in pleasure. He was touching my cage sometimes, playing with my nub. I almost fainted once or twice it was so unexpected and so intense. And suddenly it happened !!! - Wwwooooh ! Look at this ! - he said laughing Before i looked i felt like I was peeing, and I saw I was like squirting, very liquid. He rubbed me some more wetting his hand and then bringing it to my mouth saying lick it, taste it, dont make a mess. That s when cum started to come out of the cage! I was blind! Ashamed, relieved, surprised, dizzy, all at once. Relieved but yet asking for more, wanting more, needing more. He kept taking the cum with his fingers and putting it into my mouth. I remember wanting to kiss him, to be held against him, I was in love with him, it was so good. - That was good, boy. You re a good boy. Get on the floor now. I couldn t move, I was out of breath, on another level, gone. - On the floor now ! He yelled breaking my transe and I slowly went out of the bed to the floor, on my knees, still shaking. He had unziped his trousers and was standing next to me his erected fat cock pointing towards me. I gave him the blow job you give to the man you re in love with, nice, slow, deep, massaging the dick with your throat, kissing thr tip, licking, its length. He told me I should keep my cage on from now on, always, and that he wanted me to train more, to get a fatter ass. I was mumbling yes any time I could. He fucked my ass. Then my mouth. Then my ass again. God he is good ! Everytime I ve had the occasion I tried to get closer to him, against his chest, into his arms. I wanted him to hold me. But we were not on the same mindset. He was just fucking. I even tried to kiss him twice but he avoided me. The second time he dit it by pulling my hair, coming out of my pussy and pushing his dick deep in my throat to cum. He told me again I was a good boy. From the bathroom he told me to keep the cage, he likes it. I said I would, that I almost wear it everyday anyway. He insisted he wanted me to pump more iron. You need more ass and thighs. I said I would. - count me in if you want to hang out another time, i said - sounds nice. We will. But don t expect me to make you cum anymore. That was a one shot, he smiled. - hope you liked it. - I did and it will always be the way you want it to be. You re in charge.

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.

I completely concur. Having lived through that cultural repression, I know how it feels to be scared into believing that plate of shit in the first place, but then being able to overcome that unnatural, unhealthy belief-system, recognize it for what it is, and push the flush-lever on the toilet. Organized Religion is the enemy of Freedom. It is the enemy of our "whole-ness" - meaning all humankind - not just us. It it the enemy of rational thought, and has crushed the intellectual abilities of untold numbers of human beings through the millennia. We humans are perfectly capable of discerning how Spirituality can improve our lives - or not. We don't need ancient institutions to do it for us. We don't need re-interpretations of honorable belief-systems of a couple of thousand years ago, but now perverted into vehicles of political repression. All we need is our intellectual curiosity, and sufficient motivation to delve into the subject with the platitudes of O.R. flushed from our minds. I do feel badly about something I did many years ago (not in a sexual context), and it bothers me far more than the fact that I am completely irreligious now. As far as I'm concerned, the clerics can shake their sticks and rattle their bones till the cows come home, and it affects me not one whit.

I had been to several bathhouses before, Club Portland, Steam Portland, but always with someone I knew or was hooking up with that night. I had even fucked bareback at bathhouses, and been fucked bareback, but always with people I went there with. We would either get a room so we could be private or go off into a corner and fuck, and if someone wanted to join I would just wave them off. The first time I went alone I was prepared to use a condom. Steam Portland has them everywhere. I got a room so I could hide out if I got overwhelmed. I had brought my own packets of lube because I knew the condoms would be there. I wandered around the club for about 15 minutes checking out guys, watching some guys fuck in the steam room and get sucked off in the hallway. A cute guy in his late 20s cruised me as he was walking down the hallway. I started after him and saw him go into the glory hole booths. From the other side I saw is hand on the hole so I walked up to it, took my towel off and put my cock in the hole. I wasn’t hard yet, but I immediately felt a hand on it and I started to chub up. As soon as I was totally hard I felt a mouth wrap around my cock. Someone I hadn’t even spoken to was sucking me off and it felt amazing. After a few minutes he stopped and a moment later I saw him walk around. I grabbed my towel and went over to him. He asked if I had a room and I said yes and started leading him back there, my towel over my shoulder and my hard cock leading the way. Normally I stayed pretty covered up but I was suddenly feeling bold. After I closed the door to my room, we started making out. I took off his towel and started jerking him off with one hand and grabbing his ass with the another. After we kissed for a few minutes he asked me if I was neg, I told him yes and he pushed me back onto the bed. He sucked me for a little bit and asked if I had any lube. I got it from right beside the condoms and gave it to him. He opened it up and and spread some on my cock. He put some in his ass and then straddled me pointing my dick up towards his hole. Then this stranger whose name I didn’t even know slid his ass down onto my bare cock until he bottomed out. He leaned forward and kissed me while starting to rock up and down on my cock. After about 30 seconds I took over and started thrusting my hips up, driving my naked cock as deep as I could in him. If he wanted it bare, I was gonna give it to him. After about 5 minutes of him riding me he got off me and told me he wanted it from behind. He bent over the bed and I stood up behind him. I bent over and rimmed him for a few moments before guiding my bare cock back into his ass. I buried it balls deep before pulling back out to just the tip and thrust back in again. He started jerking off and I knew it wouldn’t be long before I shot my load. I fucked him for about a minute more before I told him I was about to cum. He didn’t say anything so I kept going until I felt my orgasm build. “Fuck I’m gonna cum in you,” I told him. He started furiously jerking his cock as I felt my load shoot into his ass. I stopped thrusting deep in him as the last of my load emptied into his hole and I heard him moan and he shot his load onto the bed. I slowly pulled out of him and watched as my load dribbled out his ass and onto the floor. He turned around and we kissed some more and he left to go shower. Never did get his name. I showered as well and went back to my room and got dressed and went home.

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.

Also fits here is this trend I have found. The "I like you, I want to have sex with you, THEREFORE You will have sex with me" Had 2 very pushy tops who were not who I was looking for. Got real grief off them when I told them, politely, that we were not a match. Also a bottom who believed "See cock, want cock, get cock" was a good enough reason for me to fuck him. It wasn't. It really has become annoying.

We had done well sailing down the U.S. eastern seaboard into the Caribbean. This gave us a couple extra weeks to make it to Bermuda to wait out the hurricane season. This particular day there was barely a breath of wind, and the water was beautiful. We had dropped the sails, tossed out the lifeline and life ring to enjoy a lazy skinny dip. Joe had gone back on board to soak up a bit of sun and to enjoy some edibles. They are legal in Canada and we figured on international waters no one was going to be policing too closely. I was keeping myself afloat on the life ring when I felt Claude’s arms embrace me from behind. There was a familiar prodding at my asshole, I reached back to guide his lovely cock inside. I love an underwater fuck and soon we had established a nice rhythm. Claude nibbled at my ear and whispered dirty things that just amped up my horniness factor. We were so engaged in our sex that we didn’t hear the electric motor propelled zodiac until they were pretty much on top of us. A young male voice called out; “Very sexy, very sexy indeed.” Claude pulled out of me and backed away a little. The same voice; “Oh fuck, sorry, we didn’t want to interrupt. Sorry.” That’s when we noticed a three masted sailboat a good distance off toward the horizon. “We’re from ‘Blow Free’ over there. We saw your boat and just wanted to come say hi. We’re a gay charter so were very excited when we saw what you two were up to. Please don’t stop on our account.” As I greeted them and gave a little about us and our adventure Claude swam forward and embraced me again. His cock had not deflated one bit and he was back inside me very quickly. There were three young hunky guys in the zodiac, all bare chested from my water level view. Without thinking I invited them to join us. They quickly stood, pealed out of their speedos and dove in the water. One was quick to tether their boat to our lifeline, the other two swam directly toward Claude and I. The blonde dove when he got close and I soon felt lips sucking in my cock. He held it for a short time and I felt his hand checking out my ass and Claude’s cock sliding in and out of me. When he surfaced he gasped some breath and said to his friends; “I win the bet, he’s taking it raw.” And then to me; “Sorry, you did invite us to join you.” I used one arm to pull him toward me and planted a sloppy kiss on his lips. I could hear Claude kissing the other behind me, before Claude spoke up; “I’ve had free reign of this beautiful ass for a number of weeks, which one of you want him?” The third was now swimming close to us, “Bareback?” Claude; “Raw is law,” The third; “Then fuck yeah, I’m in.” The blonde to Claude; “I like your cock man, come do me in the zodiac.” The hairiest of the three; “I guess I get the guy in the sailboat.” Me; “Um, … oh fuck ...yeah man that cock feels great … um, no our friend is straight. Stay here, you’re welcome to do me next.” He swam over to kiss me as the third proceeded to fuck me vigorously. The two then started taking turns as we could see the zodiac rocking to the fuck occurring on it’s floor. Joe must have been very high by now ‘cause he didn’t even seem to notice what was going on. The hairy guy’s member was in me when he whispered in my ear; “I’m ready, where do you want my load?” “In my ass of course, breed me man.” “Fuck yeah, … awgh, unloading … now … that’s where you were getting it no matter what you said.” Me; "Mmmmmm, right answer!" The third; “Okay you two. My turn.” They traded places and another load was soon being pumped into my guts. The blonde's voice from in the zodiac cried out; “Breed my fuckin ass!” as I heard Claude’s familiar orgasmic grunting. We all swam, cooled off and cleaned up for a bit and the guys invited us to join them on their boat for a barbeque and 'evening entertainment’. Joe was quite stoned indeed as he readily agreed to this plan. His weed altered, straight mind had not clicked into the meaning of 'evening entertainment." We fired up our engine and puttered over to raft up with the bigger boat. To be continued ...

Freed from our concern to hide our sexual lives from Joe, Claude and I openly had sex every day, some days multiple times. Claude regenerates quickly. I may have a high sex drive, Claude's is insatiable. We sucked and fucked in the cabin, in the cockpit, on the deck. Claude's favorite place to fuck and breed me was with me holding onto the mast for stability. Sometimes Joe watched us and stroked off. Mostly he ignored us. Often he was sleeping. Whenever the topic came up Joe was always sex positive; yet, continued to express his profound surprise that Claude and I played bareback. Along with this he was amazed at my seemingly insatiable love of cum, especially other men's cum in my body. "Have over 500 men really bred you? How many loads have you sucked down?" "Fuck man, thousands easily." My casual response. One day his next question was, "Claude, do you always do the fucking?" Claude, "Do I always top?" (With warmer weather Claude hadn't worn clothes for weeks now.) In clear response to Joe's question he stood, leaned on the cockpit seat with one hand using the other to pull an ass cheek and expose his hole. He motioned me with his head and eyes to accept his invitation. I slipped out of my skimpy speedo and moved in to eat out his hole. With copious amounts of spit and tongue fucking I began to open his tight hole with my fingers. By the time I got to four fingers Claude begged, "Fuck me already!" I may be vers, but mostly I love to bottom. It amazes me every time I watch my raw cock disappear into an ass hole. This was no exception. Claude groaned in obvious pain when my cock head penetrated his outer ring. I stopped to try and let him adjust and relax. "Don't stop, push on in, the pain will subside the deeper you're in me." So I pushed on in balls deep. "Fuck yeah, that's what I mean. Now pound my ass, show this straight dude I can take as well as I give." Much as I marvel at and love the feeling of my raw rod in a guy's ass cavity my balls tend to send signals quickly that they are rocketing towards orgasm. I stopped moving and even pulled out in an attempt to hold this off but it was clear I was fighting a loosing battle. I plunged back into Claude as rope after rope of my load blasted deep. "Damn, sorry I came so fast." "No problem. Fuck! I can't believe how much I needed that. Merci beuque." Never one to miss an opportunity to eat my own cum I quickly proceeded to feltch out my load. Before swallowing I showed off my mouth full offering to snowball to Claude. He just crinkled his eyes and shook his head. Then I showed it to Joe offering the same invitation. His eyes grew as big as saucers and his hands flew up in a frantic stop motion. God I love the taste of my own cum,and along with Claude's ass juices I slowly savored every drop. "So clearly you don't just top. Have you let others fuck you without protection?" "I don't bottom very often. But over the last few years it's almost always been bareback. It's fuckin hot to take a load up the ass." "How many guys .... have cum in your ass?" "Way less than this guy. Maybe a dozen over the years." "Fuck, that's more people than I've ever had sex with." It was my turn to be amazed. "How many people have you had sex with?" "Um... three?" "Fuck man, you're a virgin." I said and we all laughed. Claude seemed to make it his crusade to get Joe to receive his first blow job from a bloke. Joe was having no part of this. When Claude encouraged me to join his crusade I couldn't imagine being comfortable sucking on my straight friend's dick. I was almost repulsed by the thought. Claude's persistence eventually paid off. One morning I emerged from the cabin to find Claude kneeling between Joe's legs, Joe's massive cock (fully 10 inches and thick as a beer can) stretching Claude's mouth. I was tempted to look away but like not slowing down to see crashed cars I couldn't. As I watched Joe's eyes rolled into the back of his head, and then he threw his head back. Out of his moans of pleasure eventually words emerged, "Oh ... my ... God! ...Please stop or you'll make me cum." Claude doubled down his efforts. Joe's hands spasticely pulled Claude's head driving his cock in deeper. Cum started leaking out between Claude's lips. Joe's orgasm went on and on and the stream of cum dripping from Claude's chin grew and splashed on his chest. It seemed to take forever for Joe to recover. Long enough for Claude to move to me and give me a passionate French kiss, and for me to start licking up the river of cum off Claude's chest.

I feel slutiest when performing ass to mouth. I am so turned on when my top pulls out of my ass and shoved his exploding Cock in mouth. His cock is solid hard, hot from friction and covered in my ass juice. The only thing sluttier is when it’s pulled from someone else’s ass.

I woke up. Apparently I passed out at some point to where Ethan and I were in a bed of black satin sheets with him nuzzling at my neck and him still rocking his dick in and out of my hole. He sensed I was waking up and flexed his cock in my making me groan in pleasure. I turned my head and kissed him thanking me for making me pass out from a rough fuck which always has been a fantasy of mine. "You're welcome babe I was so horned up I couldn't stop myself from plowing you so hard." He told me he didn't stop fucking me even after I passed out and he moved me to al the spots in his room and fucked me. He said I would have to watch the video footage later, surprising me that he had cameras all over his playroom. We laid there making out while he kept fucking me and I could feel him start to get harder and I knew he was about to load me up. "Here comes love, get ready for load number eight." I was shocked and turned on even more that he loaned me that much. I felt the cum shooting into my hole and it took me over the top and I felt myself cum at the same time. We stayed together for what felt like hours until Ethan slid out of me with a wet pop.I rolled over and lifted my legs up so I didn't waste a single drop of Ethan's charged load and for good measure started to finger my hole to push his load in me deeper and scratched my insides to make sure his load would do its job. When he slid his fingers out he showed me the nice coating of cum as well as a nice pink tint and I grabbed his fingers and slid them into my mouth to clean them off. I was ready for a shower but didn't want to lose a drop of cum so I asked Ethan to get a buttplug for me. He went over to the play room and came back with the biggest plug he had and worked it deep into my hole keeping me nice and full and not spilling a drop. We got up from the bed and went to his bathroom and I was shocked to see a huge rainfall shower in his bathroom. He heated up the water nicely and we stepped inside and we were once again all over eachother kissing and groping all parts of each other's body. It made me feel like I was living in a dream but I knew it wasn't one when Ethan reached for the plug and gave it a nice twist inside. We finished our shower and went back to his bed where he pulled his laptop and pulled up the video feeds of his playroom cameras. I sat there hard as a rock while watching the love of my life plowing my ass in many different areas and positions while I was completely passed out. Ethan was twisting the plug in me making me moan as I watched and it was good we didn't have any blankets over us because I was leaking pre cum all over his bed. He handed me the laptop and I held it while he slid down and took my aching cock in his mouth down to the root. I moaned more telling him I was already so close to cumming some of my last neg load. He sped up his sucking and added more motions to the plug in my hole driving me crazy to where I had to set his laptop down because I was shaking too much and feared dropping it on his head. As I was just about to shoot in his mouth I grabbed his head and shoved his head all the way down and yelled for him to CHOKE ON MY NEG LOAD!!! He came off my cock after what felt like forever and only after making sure every drop of my neg cock was milked out and I was super sensitive. Ethan smiled at me with a cheeky grin telling me that he needed to unload one more load of his poz babies before we went to sleep for the night. With that he warned me that he was going to pull the butt plug out hard to make sure there was extra damage to my hole and I bent down with my ass up ready for him. Ethan gave the plug one final twist before pulling it out with all his might causing me to scream into his sheets. Ethan quickly shoved his dick in my abused hole causing me to scream more which quickly turned into a whimper then into moans of pure bliss. He pounded my hole without restraint like before and I could feel his cock getting harder and knew he was about to dump another load of poz cum in me. He slammed into me one last time causing me to see stars and he growled in my ear to take his poz babies and I felt the warmth of his load in me. When he was finished he was breathing harder than I was but I didn't want him to pull out so we both schooched up to the top of his bed and he wrapped his arms around me and said he loved me and his heart was whole once more until we both fell asleep. part 5 cumming soon

Tats aren’t as hard core as a red hot poker but I get really turned on by guys who get the Treasure Island Media logo inked into their skin. Wearing Paul Morris’s brand is a commitment to the barebacking life that gets my dick hard and ready to breed.

Pass the Bottom My boy and I are both pretty versatile, but lately, he's been getting more into topping. Now, I like to get fucked every now and then, but not as often as he's been interested in topping, so we decided to open our relationship up a bit and find other guys for him to fuck. We've always played bare with each other and only felt it natural to let him fuck other guys raw too. We've placed a few ads online and hooked up with some hot guys for some pretty steamy times. Sometimes I'd fuck the guy after he pulled out, sloshing around in the bottom's hole, already well-lubed and well-fucked. Maybe we hooked up with six or seven different guys, but one, Tom, was really special. In fact Tom was absolutely adorable. He was no taller than 5' 6” and had a tight little swimmer's body. He kept his strawberry blond hair close cropped, which butched him up a bit. I loved watching my boy plow his raw hole. Tom would bounce up and down on my boy's pole with his head thrown back. He could ride for as long as we could give it to him. Hot. After a really hot three-way, we were piled on our bed with Tom's legs spread wide and his hole loose and cummy with both of our deposits. He asked if we'd be interested in joining him and some fuckbuds for a party. We said sure and he sent our email addresses to Dylan, the guy putting the fuck party together. We got an email from Dylan a few hours later. Here's what he wrote: Dudes, We're a group of guys who like to fuck bare and like to share. We lost two tops and Tom says you guys would fit right in. Condoms provided but not necessary. Frankly, few guys wear them. The bottoms prefer to take their tops' loads home in them. Cum play... We were boned just thinking about it and made sure to clear our schedules. The next Saturday night, we arrived at a fancy house in a really expensive neighborhood. Dylan answered. He was fucking hot. Must have been over six foot tall. Wide shoulders, trim waist, and washboard abs pressed against a tight black muscle-t. He had red hair and big green eyes. Without knowing if he was a top or a bottom, I knew my boy and I would have fun with him either way. Dylan escorted us down to the basement where there were a few guys waiting. He introduced us around and we chatted up the guys. Dylan told us that we could discuss our favorite positions, top or bottom, and fetishes, but no one was the mention status. “Status?” I asked. “POZ or NEG, man. It brings the mood down if we know who we're playing with. Besides, isn't it more exciting not knowing?” Fuck, I thought. This might be more intense than we had planned, but from the growing bone in my boy's shorts, I knew he wanted to stay. I figured since we were both invited there as tops, the risk was really low anyway. My boy and I shook a few hands and groped a few hardening cocks as we mingled. Tom was there with another top friend of his, Andy, who wore a leather cap, was really skinny, and was in his 40s. When the last two guys arrived, Dylan grouped us into a circle. There were eight of us altogether, but it would up being five tops and three bottoms, not including Dylan himself. Dylan asked for a volunteer to switch sides and bottom. My boy's hand shot up in the air immediately without even asking me what I thought. I was a bit taken aback, especially since he had been so into topping lately. Dylan had him and the other three bottoms stand in a circle as he had the tops gather four chairs, plus one for him into a circle around them. “We're gonna start tonight with a round of PASS THE BOTTOM.” “Fuck yeah!” one of the guys shouted. Dylan continued, “Here's how it works. While I play some music, you tops will have about twenty seconds with a bottom in your lap before you have to pass him to the next top. If you don't have a bottom in your lap when the music stops, you loose an article of clothing. If you wind up with your date on your lap when the music stops, you get to remove an article of your bottom's clothing. And remember, there are condoms in the bowl if any of you are chicken...” I did a head count and realized that the numbers were off because the rest of the couples had been invited top/bottom. The rules seemed pretty simple. Dylan sat down to my left and clicked his phone to start the music and the bottoms picked a top and started grinding in his lap. A hot skinny black guy started first with me. He sat down with his back to me and ground his tight ass against my crotch. I reached around and tweaked his nipples. He got up, and the next round, I was without a bottom. I looked two guys to my right to see my boy writhing on the lap of a really big beefy bald guy. The guy had his hand snaked into my boy's shorts and must have been working his nuts or his ass. The top next to me was a lean gym bunny. He had both hands down the back of the black boy's shorts. Then, came the switch. Tom wound up on my lap and straddled me, sticking his tongue into my mouth as he ground against my crotch. A middle-aged guy with a bit of a gut sat down on me next. He sat down so hard that he practically knocked the wind out of me. He chuckled and wrapped his arms around my head then grabbed my hand and shoved it down the back of his shorts. He whispered into my ear, “I've had my eye on you, stud. Like what you feel down there?” My fingers found his loose ass all greased up and ready for fucking. I grunted, “YEAH!” and he hopped up. Just after he pulled off to sit on the next guy, Dylan stopped the music. My boy was in Dylan's lap and I was alone. I pulled my shirt over my head as the guys clapped and Dylan restarted the music. My boy plopped down on top of me, grinding away. I reached my hand into his crotch and could feel a puddle of precum there already, moistening the basket of his jockstrap. “Gotta make the next round faster! I want to end up in your lap so I can loose some clothes!” Instantly, the skinny black guy was back on my lap. He worked my nipples hard with his fingers and slipped his tongue in my mouth. He was a great kisser. I grabbed his bubble butt with both hands and helped him dry hump my crotch. Tom skipped over Dylan and was next in my lap. “Having fun, so far?,” he teased as he sat down on my lap. He reached behind himself and started unbuckling my jeans. “Is that against the rules?,” I asked. “The rules are gonna go to shit in a few minutes... Looks like your boy's having a nice time too.” I peeked over Tom's shoulder and saw my boy on his knees in front of Andy. My boy was working down his tight jeans and Andy was forcing my boy's face into his swollen crotch against his briefs. Another switch brought the guy with the guy into my lap again, and then my boy. I'd never seen him so wild. He was fingering his own hole with his hands in his shorts when the music stopped. I yanked his shorts to the floor and he stepped out of them, leaving his ass exposed and beautifully framed with his jockstrap. So far, he was the only bottom with his hole exposed. I knew things were about to get interesting. As we passed the bottoms around again, I saw that some pants had been unbuttoned and some shorts pushed down, but all of the tops seemed to still have their underwear on. As much fun as I was having with those bottoms dry humping my underwear clad dick, I was equally turned on stealing glimpses of my boy's bare hole rubbing against five big hard underwear-clad precummy dicks. The bottoms were passed around three times before the music stopped. While the skinny black guy was wriggling on my lap, Tom wound up on Andy's lap. With Andy's jeans at his ankles, his cock was straining to pop out of his briefs. Tom helped him poke his dick through the slit as he pulled off his own shorts revealing that he wasn't wearing underwear. Before the music started, Tom aimed Andy's dick at his hole and sat right down it with a loud gasp. Dylan restarted the music and pulled Tom down in his lap. I didn't have a bottom, so I looked to one side and saw my boy pulling the bald guys shorts up and freeing his drooling massive cock. He was slipping his asshole over the hard cock smearing the bald's guys precum all over his hole. I jerked my head to the left as I saw Dylan sink his cock into Tom's hole. I couldn't help but pull my underwear down and fist my cock. When they switched, Tom sank right down onto my dick as the guy with the gut shucked down his shorts and took Dylan's bare cock. My boy was bouncing up and down on Andy's tool with his head thrown back in ecstasy. By now the rules were out the window and all bottoms were getting barefucked. Dylan kept the music playing and the bottoms kept moving from guy to guy. I was amazed at how silky and tight Tom's hole was compared to the loose wet sloppy cunt on the guy with the gut. We kept passing each bottom after a few strokes in their hole. Dylan yelled, “Round and round and round they go. Who gets a TOX load, nobody knows!!!” I realized that at least one of the top must have been POZ. I wondered if my boy wanted to take my load or someone else's. When he came by I asked him as I grabbed his ass, raising it onto my dick. “You want my load, or you want one that might be charged?” “I can get your load whenever I want it. I wonder whose I'll get!” With that he winked at me and pulled off of my dick and mounted the gym bunny to my right. I knew I was getting close and thankfully I only had a few strokes in each bottom's ass before they were passed. I loved knowing that I was mixing my precum with each top in all of those asses. The gym bunny was the first to cum, with Tom on his lap. He held Tom's shoulders down and shot his load deep with strong thrusts, raising his muscled ass off of the chair. “I'm taking his load!!!!!!!!,” Tom shouted. That send Andy over the edge and he came hard in the black guy's ass. Those guys pulled their chairs out of the circle leaving me, the bald guy, and Dylan, passing around my boy and gut-heavy guy with the loose hole. We passed them around between us about three times before Dylan lost his load deep up my boy's raw, used ass. The bald guy was balls deep in the guy with the gut and exclaimed, “Help me out over here. He's so loose I can barely feel a thing!” I hopped out of my chair and slid into that sloppy stretched-out hole right alongside the bald guy's thick tool. Finally, I could feel some friction. The bald guy fired off first and I followed suit coating the sloppy cunt with my load. Dylan started applauding and the guys all joined in. My boy had his arms wrapped around Andy and Dylan. “So, can we talk status now?,” he asked. Dylan and Andy smiled at each other and they pulled their shirts over their heads. Andy had a red biohazard tattoo over his left pec and Dylan had a black one around his navel. The gym bunny and the bald guy took off their shirts too, but no tattoos. “Just 'cause we're not marked doesn't mean we're not carrying charged loads!,” grunted the bald guy. Tom smiled and wrapped his arms around my shoulders saying, “I think me, you, and your boy might be the only guys here who are still NEG.” My boy was weak at the knees, and not from shock, but from elation. “I guess I'm going to get it sooner or later. Anyone want to go for round two and make it happen tonight?” The tops all shouted, “Hell yeah!”, “Fuck yes!” I knew he wanted to be the center of attention. As each guy who wanted to fucked him, I cradled his head and kissed him. Dylan pulled out just before he was ready to cum and slipped behind me. As the bald guy bred my boy, I took my first and only cock of the night. Dylan filled my hole with his toxic spunk before pulling out. All in all, I only took one POZ load compared to my boy's four!

This is a continuation of the Kid series. This part is a bit tamer than some of his other exploits and is basically Straight and BI. It is a story of how he gets his girlfriend into the wilder side of sex between consenting adults. If you're interested, some of his other exploits of the Kid are in the backroom section under the " Chem Sex Fiction ". If you're not into that or are offended by Chem sex, please do not go there.

For the bigger irons like the kef I used full big metal it looks like a half size real branding iron. for the smaller irons I made up I used a big 20p nail as the handle and welded shapes I needed to the nail . straight, curved, Vee, Tee, shape pipe as the 0

I can't really say sexual acts I indulge in make me feel "sluttier" than any others. Depending on how we're defining the term, I've been practicing "slutty" behavior virtually all of my adult life - and I really love it, to the point I have imposed a restriction on sating my Lusts, in that I only go out on weekend nights (with rather few, occasional exceptions). I want to allow anything to exert undue influence in my life. We all get to choose how we structure our lives, and that's how I handle it. I'd use a different word/phrase though: something like 'free from repression' - 'following my chosen path' - 'honest celebration of who and what I am' - each of which would almost certainly mesh nicely with the sobriquet "slutty". I've been called all kinds of things, most of which only pour gas on the fire. Call me anything - except late for supper or the orgy.

Fuck yeah

We are so on the same page with this, i'm just broadening this beyond my own cultural ethnocentricity. i was mind blown after reading "Infidel" by Ayaan Hirsi Ali,. where she journals her journey through and out of fundamentalist Islam. While reading her autobiography, i was struck by all the similarities between her religious cultural influences and those in US fundamentalist Christianity. So much of the same script, just different characters/actors Speaking of Mormonism, "Educated" by Tara Westover is another expose' of the poison that is fundamentalism. Great discussion, thanks for your salient contributions.

Started blowing cock when it was legal to do so in the UK. Or I could be lying especially as I went to an all-boys school with some very horned-up scallies who always had a porn (straight) mag to share.

Please itemize those provisions, instead of merely making unsubstantiated allegations that they exist. In fact, in relevant part, the act says "Nothing in this Act, or any amendment made by this Act, shall be construed to diminish or abrogate a religious liberty or conscience protection otherwise available to an individual or organization under the Constitution of the United States or Federal law." It further states "Consistent with the First Amendment to the Constitution, nonprofit religious organizations, including churches, mosques, synagogues, temples, nondenominational ministries, interdenominational and ecumenical organizations, mission organizations, faith-based social agencies, religious educational institutions, and nonprofit entities whose principal purpose is the study, practice, or advancement of religion, and any employee of such an organization, shall not be required to provide services, accommodations, advantages, facilities, goods, or privileges for the solemnization or celebration of a marriage. Any refusal under this subsection to provide such services, accommodations, advantages, facilities, goods, or privileges shall not create any civil claim or cause of action." That's about as iron-clad a protection for the "free exercise" clause I can imagine, unless you think that "free exercise" means that public officials can refuse to perform their job duties (for example, county clerks refusing to record same-sex marriages) on the grounds that it's against their religion to do so. So please - do detail for us the "provisions of this law" that "usurp the 'free exercise' clause." I am not sure why I should feel the need to be "intellectually honest" when several members of the current Supreme Court are anything but that, themselves, but even so: let's look at the central holding of the Dobbs decision you seem to think was correctly decided. The majority believes that for an unenumerated right to be recognized under the Constitution, it must have been "deeply rooted in [our] history and tradition;" intellectual honesty would require that interpretation of enumerated rights be viewed with the same lens. Indeed, the right wing of the Court specifically looks at the Eighth Amendment through that lens: if the founders' generation would not have considered a punishment cruel or unusual, in their view, we can't either. But when it comes to the Second Amendment, despite its clear implication that it's meant to be viewed in the light of an official militia, and despite the fact that high-powered weapons (of the day) were most definitely NOT allowed to be in private hands, the so-called "conservative" majority on this Court ignores history, ignores the text, and carries out its goal of allowing people to possess almost any sort of weapon they want, under almost any circumstances. Marriage has been recognized as a right since at least 1923, when the Supreme Court held (in Meyer v. Nebraska) that the Due Process Clause protected an array of rights - among them, the right to marry, establish a home, raise children, and so forth that had long been recognized under the common law. Meyer wasn't even about marriage, itself; the Court merely noted that it was long-established that such rights were protected under common law, and as such protected by the Due Process Clause. And even at the time, not all marriages were religious in nature; non-religious, civil marriages (not some bullshit second-class "civil unions") were recognized under federal law since the early 20th century at a minimum, and in many states long before that. So for at least a century, your statement that marriage is only a religious ceremony has been false. If there is no substantive difference under the law between how these "civil unions" would be treated compared with "married heterosexual couples", then there is also no reason to use different terms for the two. Calling one item a square and the other an equilateral rectangle - when they are, for definitive purposes, the exact same thing - serves no purpose whatsoever. And if they need different names because they are not, in fact, under the law, identical, then you have an equal protection problem.

Waiting for part 2

My apologies if this has been posted before, but I find it incredibly hot. The top is nicely verbal and aggressive and the bottom (Matthew Singer, I think) looks slutty and SO wired. If anyone has a link to longer version, please share. [think before following links] https://xhamster.com/videos/fisting-and-abusing-an-amateur-twink-porn-star-slut-with-hot-14384879?_gl=1*3zsm2l*_ga*MTE1MTk5Nzc2LjE2NzA4NjU2NTI.

fucking hot -- endless storyline potential! Keep up the great writing. 🐽

i think it might help to distinguish between physical and psychological, even though there is overlap/connection between the two. Physically, there is a refractory period, here's some info on that: "It all has to do with the changes in your body that occur after you have an orgasm. Post-ejaculation, “your penis becomes flaccid from neural signals telling your body to relax," explains Jamin Brahmbhatt, MD, Urologist at Orlando Health and Assistant Professor at UCF College of Medicine. "Dopamine and testosterone levels drop, and prolactin [a hormone produced by your pituitary gland] rises." Elevated prolactin levels post-ejaculation could play a role in your inability to get it up again. "Increased prolactin and subsequent lower testosterone is like a double whammy affecting your sex," says Brahmbhatt." [think before following links] [think before following links] [think before following links] [think before following links] https://www.menshealth.com/sex-women/a19524569/refractory-period/ Psychologically is more complex, or individual, i think. There are culturally, and other, conditioned psychological generalities we could identify, but our psychological experience and response to our environment is individual. For instance, i grew up during an era when being gay was generally considered to be "sick, perverse, etc.." Add to that that i also grew up in a conservative religious culture that considered being gay as "sinful, broken, rebellious against 'God', etc.." So there was a double force conditioning me against who and how i am. i can look back and see how, when and why i built my own proverbial "closet." i had a lot of garbage to walk through before i got out of that landfill and into open, free country (so to speak). Even though things have changed vastly socially, there are still a lot of overt and subtle influences against being gay or bi, and it's often the subtle ones that affect us most i think, the ones the fly under the radar. i think guys have it a little harder when dealing with the psychological side of life. Part of most guys cultural conditioning is "women are emotional, guys are rational." Yeah, i'm way oversimplifying it, but generally speaking, i think culture has conditioned guys against being in touch with their emotions. Guys have the same emotional brain centers as women, denial doesn't change the fact that both sexes have an amygdala. Yes, thee are differences, but there are also similarities. Bottom line is, it's harder to deal with something if one is in denial of even having those things to deal with. Sorry, getting into the weeds here. Where i am going is, in my experience (for what anecdotal vs science is worth), it took time and a lot of processing for me to see and understand the affects of cultural conditioning on how i felt. Once i did that though, and reached a place of not only rational but emotional self acceptance, i haven't experienced a second of guilt or shame sense. For me, the key was finally grasping that my ideas about "God" were conditioned, not fact. Once i truly grasped that, the change was instant. i didn't rebel against my condtioning, i saw through it, honestly and really and i was, subsequently, free and at peace.

Personally I prefer that after the top breeds my ass that he dips his cock in me repeatedly and feeds me the cum and ass juices. If it happens to be someones elses cum that's even hotter.

Another great chapter Assmunch...keep up the great work...Luv my Bravos!!

I have already in the backroom, your last load Thank you

There is no cure for Herpes. There are medications to control outbreaks, but once you get it, you will always have it. A person may go for long periods without an outbreak, but the virus remains dormant in the body, and when it flares into lesions, the person becomes infectious again until they heal. Here’s the CDC’s Fact Sheet on Herpes: [think before following links] https://www.cdc.gov/std/herpes/stdfact-herpes-detailed.htm

I was fortunate to start young and with men that were well endowed. My first was 9+ but he worked on me for a couple of months before I could take all of him. I was with a man recently that was probably over 10” and in certain positions it was a little uncomfortable. I guess it all depends on the bottom.I have a few bottom friends that say a large 8 or higher require practice. I feel I am doing a service for all of the large dicked men out there that want to bottom out but can’t find the bottom to take it. Lol

I had what may have been the best cocksucking experience of my life yesterday. Guy hit me up on Grindr. Profile was practically blank. He wanted me to get him off with only my mouth, no hands. I didn't know what he looked like or anything, but I headed over. Turns out he's a hot skinny early 30s guy, confident. The first thing he said when I walked in was, "Are you ready to suck?" He laid down on his couch and closed his eyes. His cock was impressive already at totally flaccid. Taking orders, I only used my mouth to aroused him. Soon it was growing - a mouthful! He then started coaching me on how he wanted to be sucked. He knew exactly what he wanted and wasn't afraid to tell. He wasn't bossy but it was clear he was in charge. About five minutes later, I was rewarded with a delicious big load, which I swallowed entirely. I assumed he would want me to stop (since most guys are super sensitive after they cum), but when I pulled off his cock, he said "You're not done. Keep sucking me slowly." I did as told for several minutes as he continued to moan. His cock went slowly returned to the flaccid state it was in when it first entered my mouth. I hope I get another chance to service him soon.

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

going to be in Florida beginning of November,looking for friends to explore fantasies and role play with doms and experienced mentors to take me to erotic piggy situations

Yes. As anyone who read my earlier posts I started real young. But first time I entered a Bath house was David's in Calgary. In my teens I had been hired as a waiter in the members club upstairs the Warehouse. After a lunchtime interview in the not yet open Warehouse nite club, I learned fast that the 2 owners were expecting to be fucking new ass as part of the hiring - one was sort of cute the other a troll but we drank a few drinks (did they put something in mine?) cut to - we went down to Davids and they took turns on my mouth ass mouth ass After they both came in me they were full Business men again - told me I could use David's for free as a waiter upstairs and off they went. Well I was a very experienced bottom (and about this time of life I realized I also could top and was just testing out my 8 cut inches so I spent the rest of that day and night fucking and taking any load I could find. I realized soon that 'letting Anyone breed me' paid off in that they came into the Warehouse and tipped me - knowing I would go down after the last call - and relieve them of their cum loads.

I made a mistake when I converted by not finding men who would stealth me. I love the idea of a man working hard to put his load in me without my consent. Back then I was young enough to let men think I was naive enough to believe them when they said they'd pull out before they came, or they just wanted to feel it bare inside me but they wouldn't fuck me. Or the condom broke. Or tell me they're wearing the condom but go in bare. I'm pretty sure I was stealthed at least once back then. I brought a guy back to my place from the bar and he agreed to wear a condom. But when he pulled out of me after making his deposit, there was no comdom on his cock. He said it must have come off inside of me, but no condom ever came out. I wish now I'd told him that since I already had his load in me he could fuck me again, bare this time.

I would love to branded just like live stock with my owners mark permanently burned into my rear flank. any one else?

PART 4 I spread my hole for Beau -- my head buzzing, my nips tingling, my knocked-up butt radiating hunger and heat. He swaggered toward me, his eyes nothing but pitch-black pupils. He grinned and let out a low, menacing laugh, then walked right up to my hole and positioned the flared-out head of his raw cock against my neg cunt. I'd never felt such an intense need for dick. As he teased my butt, my head dropped back, my mouth dropped open, and I let out a guttural moan. My torn-up hole pulsed outward toward his dick, trying desperately to swallow it whole. "Listen to me, pig," Beau said, rubbing his cock along the edge of my cunt. "Are you listening?" "Fuck yeah, I'm listening," I said, looking him square in those black demon eyes. "This slammed-up cunt of yours? It's gonna take a deep injection of my virus. Then Jake and Beau will massage my infected cum into the walls of your little jockbutt by pounding you full of a few more poz loads. And do you know what happens then?" "No. What?" "We pimp you out. We've already put an ad on Craigslist saying that there's a poz-friendly bareback newbie with his ass in the air, waiting for loads. And just before those twisted pigs start showing up to add their virus to the mix, we're gonna slam you again. You want some more Tina in your veins, slampig?" "Fuck yeah, dude." "You love that slam, huh?" "It's fuckin' amazing. I love it." "You've got my poz blood running in your veins now. You want my poz dick, too?" "Please." "Please what?" "Please destroy my hole with your fat raw cock." "Yeah?" "Fuck yeah. Please make me your poz brother. Please." "You got it, pig." And with that, he shoved in. The curved thrust of Beau's dick burrowed past every natural defense I had -- the muscles in my butt gave way to this beautiful cock dripping a steady stream of virus. And as he fed my aching slam-hole with his twitching dick, I felt a total weightlessness in surrendering to this man: his taut stomach muscles, his square-jawed cockiness, his biceps expanding and contracting as he administered a hole-annihilating butt-fuck. My cunt belonged to this young stud, and the walls of my torn-up butt gave way to his dick like molten wax. If taking a gut-ful of his poz sperm meant that I would be a little more like him, then I wanted every infected drop. I don't know how long he pounded me -- it could have been five minutes or five hours. I just stared into his black eyes and rode the euphoria of the chemicals rushing through my bloodstream and the virus gathering in my guts. But finally, the pace of his fucking quickened, and he broke into a grin. "Here comes my poz load, pig. You want it?" "Fuck yeah, I want it. Poz me. Please fucking poz me." "How much virus do you want in your boybutt tonight?" "As much as I can take." "No, boy. Not as much as you can take. You're gonna get a whole lot more than that. I want your cute little jockbutt gushing with a heavy stream of infected seed. And you know what?" "What?" "I'm flooding your guts with my virus...right...fucking...NOW." My hole, hungry for cum, grabbed hold of his raw dick with a velvet grip, and he sprayed his seed across the torn-up walls of my butt. He stayed inside me for a minute or two, until his cock finally stopped twitching. Then he replaced his dick with three fingers. Then four. Then a thumb. Still staring deep into my eyes, he worked his fist inside my butt, using his wrist to massage his infected cum into my bloodstream. And so it went: Jake fucked me again. Then Trey. Then Jake and Beau double-fucked my torn-up butt. Later, as we started lining up strangers to fill my cumhole for the rest of a long night -- I took 19 loads in all -- Beau prepared a new bloodslam. It was bigger this time, he said. And with Jake's fat dick lodged inside my butt, Beau pushed that Tina into my vein once again, and once again I felt my hole radiate with chemical heat as I coughed. Meanwhile, Jake plunged his raw dick into my slampig cunt. "I'm proud of you, boy," he said. "And you know what?" "What?" "I'll be even prouder to call you my poz brother." With that, we kissed, deep and hard. He looked into my eyes, all pupils, dark with pure animal hunger. And then, as I gave him a little nod, and he gave me his wolfish grin, he blasted another load of virus deep into my guts. THE END