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I have a FB who likes to breed me, I am his on call cum-dump. I love it, it's no nonsense breeding. He calls, I come over, I strip in the living room, I get ass up on his bed, he uses my hole, dumps his load in me and then I am up and on my way. It's a great arrangement for us both. He is a great fuck, we fit together great. Love when he breeds me. He has been wanting to share my hole with another top, I'm game. He arranged to have another top come over, but the top wanted it totally anon, me ass up blindfolded. I think thats great. I love an anon blindfolded fuck. I am told they are going to tag team me. SO fucking hot! So I lube up before I leave my house, I'm ready. I arrive at his apartment before the other top. I strip, wearing a jock strap, a harness and high socks (at the request of my fuck bud). I get in position. I start sucking my FB while we wait for the other top to arrive. I read on the top's profile he likes to also suck cock and my FB says be patient as the other top wants to suck him some first. It might happen in the living room before they come in to fuck me. I wait there blindfolded, the tension builds, I am loving it, I take a hit of poppers as I listen for clues. I hear belts being un-buckled, I hear pants dropping to the floor. Its so hot I wait with anticipation. They enter the room and I feel hands touching my ass as I am ass up waiting. I feel a nice slap on the ass and groans of delight!! I love getting my ass slapped (I have a nice fuckable ass). Now that I am blindfolded, I can't really see who or what's going on. I can only guess. I feel a cock pushing at my hole. I back up onto it. No need to go easy, I love it when a guy DIVES IN and enters me! I can take it. I think it's the other top at this point. Every one has their fuck style. Now I think the other top is standing over me and the top whose cock is in me is sucking my fuck buds cock. Not sure, but thats what I think is going on. I am getting fucked, loving it, The top pulls out, the other cock enters me, they repeat this several times. Each taking their turn fucking my hole. I hear groans of delight, my FB telling the other top how I take his cock whenever he asks, that he always breeds me raw! Then I hear my fuck bud say, Let me in, I am going to breed him. My fuck bud breeds my hole with a nice wet load...... Oh, GOD does that feel good. He pulls out and the second top enters me. There is nothing like the great feeling of a the second cock entering a nicely cum lubed hole. I absolutely love that feeling of a nice cock using the first guys cum as lube!! The second top pounds my hole, then pulls out to jerk himself to climax and then dives into my hole spewing his load inside!! SO hot!! He pulls out, he's done!! My FB enters me to just feel the slippery cum filled hole. The second top heads out to get dressed and leave. My FB escorts him out as I lay there in pig heaven thinking about the anon cum inside me!! So fucking hot. I lay there until my FB comes back!! Then I get up and get dressed and I head home with two nice wet loads in my hole. My FB says he is talking with other tops as he wants to do this again!! I can't wait!!

Karel, my bad but best friend Preliminary remarks: This story is pure fiction! Similarities to real existing persons are purely coincidental, and not intended! Please do not understand this story as a call to share STDs, or to cause other physical and / or mental damage, and also not as a promotion to drug and alcohol consumption! All characters in this story are at least 18 years old (of age according to German law)! Since I have problems writing stories in the English / American language (grammar deficit), I write this story in German, and have it translated by deepl.com! Chapter 1: Introduction and: My best friend meets my younger brother Hello guys, my name is Chris, I'm 22 years old and I'm from Berlin. What is the best way to describe me? Slim with decent muscles (six pack) 1.75 meters tall, 62kg light, blond hair on my head, otherwise hairless. With what I have in my pants, I also do not need to hide, at least no woman has complained yet. Now we come to the far more difficult part, I still have to describe my brother and my best friend... ...until now I never really paid attention to it. Well my little brother's name is Sven, he turned a fresh 18, is like me blond and hairless (must run in the family). He is a little taller than me at 1.82 meters, but only weighs 58kg. That what he has less weight, however, he has more in his pants. My best friend is Karel, he is originally from Prague but has been living in Berlin with his parents for 15 years, he has brown hair and blue piercing eyes, he always shaves off his body hair. I met him 10 years ago when he came to my class. We became friends, did a lot of things together, and realized that our birthday was on the same day - Crazy, right? Karel and I graduated from high school together, and both studied architecture. At 18, Karel started going to McFit to work out. He tried to persuade me over and over again to come along, saying it couldn't hurt me to get some muscles. Well, a year ago he did it, I now also train my body, not as extreme as him, but at least a little bit. Of course, it was not left out that we stood together in the shower, and I could see what dangles there with him. I became envious of the sheer size of his cock. That must be erect at least 22cm, and really thick. He had also gotten a few tattoos over the years, with 18 a black tribial on the left arm with a red central logo, with 19 a green scorpion with red blood drops was added to the right groin, with 20 then the next tattoo, a revolver on the left groin. But the scorpion has surprised me the most so far, because we are both from the zodiac sign Aquarius. But I digress. I wanted to tell how it came about that Karel met my brother. It was the Friday after the birthday of Sven, I assumed that he would once again at some party with friends or in some Berlin club his mischief, as often on the weekend. Our parents (I could rely on them) were in Zurich for the weekend as usual, so we could study in peace. I thought. I want to digress from the topic for a moment, and describe my parents' house. The house has two floors plus a basement. On the first floor there is the spacious eat-in kitchen, the guest toilet right next to the entrance, my parents' bedroom with dressing room and private bathroom, my teenager's room with private bathroom, our father's study, and our mother's study, which was originally Sven's room. This room also has its own bathroom. But Sven preferred to move to the attic because the guest rooms up there were more spacious than his old room. That was on his 16th birthday. We actually have 6 guest rooms, now one is dropped. But that doesn't matter at all, since we rarely have a guest. The guest rooms have one special feature, always two rooms share a bathroom. So, enough about the living situation, let's get back to the actual topic. I had given Karel the room next to my brother, as always when he stayed with me. Sven was never there, until now. We didn't even notice my brother when we brought Karel's clothes upstairs, because Sven was completely too stoned in his bed, and didn't move. Karel and I had made ourselves comfortable in the kitchen to study, drank the one or other beer, when we were overcome by tiredness at about 11 pm. Karel went upstairs and I went to my room. I just managed to undress and fell asleep in my bed. What happened that night I know only from stories. When Karel arrived upstairs in his guest room, he also undressed, then entered the bathroom to take a shower. While Karel was showering, Sven woke up with a full bladder, so he got up and staggered into the bathroom to piss. I'm afraid I have to interject again to say something to my brother. Sven always sleeps naked, when he wakes up at night to piss, or to satisfy his hunger in the living room kitchen, he just also goes naked through the house, this is completely normal for him. Now back to the bathroom: After Sven had finished pissing, he turned around and caught sight of Karel, while Karel was already eyeing him as he came in. Sven faced Karel with his mouth open, started drooling, and his penis started growing as well. Karel started to smile wickedly. What happened after that? Will come in the sequel.

I dozed off for a bit, not completely asleep but not totally awake. It was a strange feeling. I had never felt this high before. My senses were all fucked up. I knew where I was but was surprised to be here somehow. I was thinking about work the next day and how much of a dirty pig I was, with none of my colleagues suspecting. It turned me on even more thinking about good I was at looking professional and competent but being a total twisted perverted pig in the dark. The mattress of my room was covered with a sizeable puddle of cum leaking out of my hole. Usually I’d clean it up but I didn’t give a fuck. It was sticking to my butt and didn’t care. I opened the door of the room slightly and went back to the mattress. The lights were at the minimum but I had decided to put on a show. Guys were walking past my room and stopping to watch, rubbing their dicks through their towels, satisfied at the cum dripping whore they were seeing. I was jerking my cock even if I couldn’t get it fully hard because of the MD but who cared? I was a hole. A few guys came in, feeling my hole with their fingers and playing with cum drops. I couldn’t tell what they looked like, but I also couldn’t care less. I felt something being put on my face. It was a blindfold. It wasn’t something I had brought with. Normally I’d know better than letting a stranger blindfold me out of nowhere in my room, but my stuff was locked in the locker close to the bed, and I was too fucked up to care anyway.

**This is a work of fantasy and fiction. Any similarity to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental. Nothing in this work should be construed as medical advice in any way** Chapter VI: Mounting and Installing I woke up early that morning, my pierced poz cock decided it was time to get UP. Ordinarily, I’d hit the apps or BZ or twitter to see what messages from chaser guys have come through, but I know my pozzing tool has another appointment later today with Caleb’s not-so-virgin-anymore hole, so I settle for a quick run through the neighborhood to try to alleviate the urge for now. Along the way, I strip off my shirt as the morning L.A. temperature starts to rise, the top half of my biohazard tat prominently displayed, sticking up from my running shorts. For anyone in the know, it’s clear in it’s connotation. I run by a few other guys sporting bio-tats as well and we just smile and nod in an unspoken bond…I don’t know if they’re all toxic or on meds but we still share a great link…And with prolific pozzers like Keith and Eric around this area, it’s entirely possible some of the hot men I pass by are my brothers in poz, sharing our strain and not caring who knows it. As I’m walking back to my apartment, my phone buzzes…It’s Caleb. “Still can’t stop thinking about yesterday, Sir, and knowing I may already be poz,” “Oh, I think you are already for sure, but that’s what today is - the cherry on your poz conversion, baby boy.” “Can you come by at 12:00? My folks will be busy setting up for a pool party for me and my brother so we’ll have uninterrupted time to “install the TV. They don’t know I already did it in the middle of the night, it’s 90% set up already.” “I’ll be there in my tech support shirt, baby boy,” to guarantee you my strain and entrance to the brotherhood. Keep your hole prepared,” I text back as I enter my apartment building. As I approach my door, I see there’s a note taped to it. Pulling it down, and opening my door, I stop to read it: “I’m a neighbor of yours and I am craving what you have, I know you can give me what i need” plus a phone number and his twitter handle “@born2003boyneedspoz I text Keith a pic of the note “Wow, they’re hunting me down now!” Another contestant for conversion to an enhanced life! Wonder how they knew who I was.” “Maybe your Wi-Fi network name of “bighotpozzer” sent a red flag through the building?” Keith jokes back. Pays to advertise!” “But seeing his twitter name now, I know that kid, Randy” Keith writes back, “I fucked him, in fact, but he didn’t convert. I think he was on meds even though he said he wasn’t. I saw PrEP in his bathroom cabinet when I went there one day to breed his hole. He’s a hot boy and his hole is really sweet so it’s a good fuck but I don’t think he’s serious about getting pozzed.” “I’m willing to give him a try on your say-so, brother…A good fuck is still a good fuck. I’ll work on him a bit over twitter and maybe i can get him to lose the PrEP.” “Check with Eric on that kid, I think he fucked him as well thinking he was a serious chaser - but again the PrEP stopped the good result from getting through. Good luck,” Keith continued, “with today’s adventure. Poz up that boy good, brother!” “Keith, I don’t know how to explain it,” I texted back, “but I just *know* already that I got him pozzed into the brotherhood with last night’s fuck. I felt the same with Benny and all it took was the 1 poz session to convert him.” “Yep, sometimes you just know, my friend. Have fun anyway.” I quickly showered which sent my pozzing stick hard and rigid again but i held off, instead placing a thick metal cockring around it to show it off some more, throw on the boy’s B*** B** T-shirt, found an old “RANDY” name badge from my days selling mobile phones and made my way out in the traffic towards the kid Caleb’s house. I pulled up in front of the kid’s house to see a number of cars parked in the driveway and on the street in front…there were balloons on a stick tied to the mailbox indicating a party was in progress. I texted the kid “I’m here.” “Come around the right side and you’ll see me,” he fired back. And there he was poking out a side door, looking as cute and corruptible as yesterday, the scorpion T-shirt I gave him was a size too big and enveloped his gangly frame. A moment of pride swelled in me when I saw him and knew I had given him my HIV, and was about to do so again, bringing him fully into my poz coven and marking him for life as my progeny. “In here,” he motioned, and we went through the side door to the large finished basement where the TV and soundbar and sub-woofer was sitting, fresh and new with the packaging strewn about. “It’s all finished, just gotta connect the cables through the crawl space…in here,” he led me to a darkened room under the stairs. “Gotta do this quick, Sir, I can't stop thinking about it! please gift me again with your poz!” Closing the door behind him, narrow shafts of light from the larger room poked through the small wooden door, making it near pitch black in this little space. He turned on the flashlight on his phone and put it to one side…. In this harsh light, what I could see was that he had flung off his shorts and pulled up the scorpion shirt, exposing his sweet tasty pink hole. He handed me a toothbrush and said “brush me up with my own toothbrush, Sir, so tonight when I'm brushing my teeth, I'll know it was a part of my pozzing!” Through the din from upstairs, directly above where we are, the sounds of a party filter through. I hear a woman, maybe Caleb’s mother ask “Where is he” and “is it set up yet?” Little does she know her 20 year old son last night succumbed to my viral fuck and that my strain was already at work on her son’s young body. I am super horned up now hearing sounds of “normal life” upstairs, a few feet over us really, just a thin wall on top of this crawlspace separating Caleb’s home life up til now from his future as a member of the exclusive poz club, proudly sporting my infection and ready to propel the strain forward – the depravity of it throbs my cock in my jeans and I resume my task: I kneel down in the dark cramped space and inspect the hole and my handiwork from yesterday. It was pink and open for my tongue which found its way inside….The boy moaned softly and after a minute or two,I went from my tongue in his hole to the kid’s own toothbrush alongside it, his capillaries reacting with a new spurt of red to indicate his prime pozzing potential. I pulled down my jeans and let loose my pierced, cockring-ed poz monster which was streaming with precum already…what Eric and Keith say is true: The more poz sex you have, the more you want. I spit on my cock and with the light from the phone as my guide, sent it right up the kid’s pink hole, picking up traces of bloody red as it invades his boycunt and finally settling in, balls deep, my toxic precum already working on poisoning him like it did yesterday, setting the stage for the delivery of the next HIV load sure to follow. “I kept dreaming all night how your strain was already working on me, Sir,” the kid whispers…”I had to have more!” I’m pozfucking the kid now slowly but deeply, his hole reflexively opening up to accommodate the fat invader, and throwing some poztalk into his ear as he’s bent over taking my fuck. “Yeah, boy, you couldn’t wait to get more of my virus up your cunt, could you?” “Take that fuck, faggot, pozzing you up into the brotherhood.” “You gonna convert for me, son? My viral load precum is already changing you…No turning back now, brother!” “Be sure to spread my gift once your fuck flu hits, baby boy.” “Marking you as a poz pig for life, kid.” “It ain’t never gonna be the same, boy, destroying you for life, you’re on your way, my poz son!” Finally all this talk gets too much for me and my venom erupts deep up the boy’s hole, there’s about 10 or 11 pulsations of fresh virus for his receptive and scratched-up cavity, already my load is infiltrating into him, hot on the heels of last nights pozfuck and ensuring a new member of the brotherhood and my getting one step closer to the sacred “X” to accompany my bio-tat, marking me as the poz predator I have become. After squeezing the last drops of my HIV into him, I pull out and he collapses in a heap, the scorpion shirt drenched in sweat from the intensity of my pozfuck and the dank humid crawlspace in which I have made him my poz progeny. “You OK, son?” I inquire. “I’m better than ever,” he says, tears streaming down his face, “I almost blacked out for a moment there, it was so good you sending me over the line like that. I will always carry your strain, Sir, I will spread it around like it deserves to be spread.” Collecting himself a bit, he connects a couple of fat TV cables poking through the other side of the wall. “We should be all connected now,” He’s talking about the TV equipment, but I know we are also now connected in deeper, more natural ways as well. “Thank you for the tech support, Sir,” I know we’ll have a positive outcome! I’m gonna go change out of this drenched shirt and I’ll be right back. Looking down at my hot poz tool which hasn’t receded at all, he asks: “I gotta go tell my Mom to get her off my back...Maybe I can suck this when I get back?I’m dying to taste some poz cum. Be right back” He douses his phone’s light, opens the tiny door to the crawlspace and a shaft of light shines through illuminating him as he leaves and closes the door. I hear him walking up the stairs right above my head, and that woman talking to him: “Is it set up? Your Dad wants to watch old home movies from his phone on the new TV” “All set up, Mom, just sent the tech support guy away. Gonna go change my clothes now,” I got a little…dirty,” he replies, his footsteps above me receding in the distance. His Mom calls out to him “I don't like that shirt with that...”bug” on it...change into something respectable for your grandma” I’m there alone for a few minutes, happy with myself, my pozzing tool still as ready as ever, when I hear more footsteps above, and the tiny door opens up again. I’m momentarily blinded by the light streaming in. The young kid moves quickly over to me, kneels down and swallows my cummy poz cock with one motion. He’s working on it like crazy when he turns around, lowers his shorts and backs himself up on my cock in one swoop. “Oh, I thought you wanted to taste the cum this time, boy, but you just can’t get enough, baby boy?” I purr, getting into the flow of fucking up into his hole again. It feels somehow a bit tighter than just a little while ago. “Yeah, my son, you want another fresh load of my gift? You're addicted to my toxic cock, you fucking slut faggot,” take that cock up your hole, boy.” “Yes, Daddy, fuck me please with it, breed my hole,” was his only whispered reply. In the shadowy light of this small space, I see his own cock helicoptering back and forth as he grips both walls to absorb my pounding, a long stream of precum dribbling down and shining in the few streams of light in this hidden space. That is new for me, I hadn't even paid notice to Caleb's cock before...the kid is packing some nice equipment which will make for some good pozzing in the future. Above us, I hear the same sounds of people talking and walking…I am getting close to delivering another load of fresh toxic babies into this kid’s guts…and it finally explodes with eight or nine shots of my strain up inside him. He adjusts himself a little bit, turns his head back to me, my poz weapon still buried to the hilt inside him, the last drops of virus transferring into him once again. In the dim light, my eyes struggle to see clearly but something is different: “I’m Callum, Caleb’s brother,” the kid says. He looks identical to the kid I just pozfucked. Holy fuck, I say to myself have I just pozfucked twins, right under their parents’ noses?! “Caleb told me what you were supplying, I knew I had to get some for myself.” I point to my poz biotat “OK, but you know what this means, son?” “Yeah, I know…I’ve been on PrEP up until i ran out three weeks ago so I might still be protected…at any rate, I don’t care, I needed some of that, at least gotta try to get the gift,” he says. “C’mon, the coast is clear now,” he says, “ Caleb is waiting on the side of the house away from the party.” Putting my pozzer back into my jeans, I emerge from the crawlspace and slip out the side door after Callum. Caleb is there and the twins stand side-by-side, grinning widely. “We have always shared everything,” Caleb tells me, “so why not share the strain as well?” I see now some slight variations in them: Caleb is a bit leaner, Callum works out more than his twin and you can see that in his broad shoulders, veiny arms and square jawline. Both of them are gorgeous specimens in their own way and I can’t hardly wait for official verification of my work here today: “I need you to text me the moment the fuck flu hits, boys, and a pic of the test. I gotta reputation to maintain. Now go forth and spread it. I hug and kiss both boys deeply, we three have a beautiful viral poz bond. Again, like with Caleb last night, I know I have just successfully infected Callum as well and as I disengage from the twins I have just pozzed, and walk along the side hedge to my car, I am beaming with pride. “Two closer…And twins this time, “ I text back to Keith and Eric, my fellow poz conspirators…Coming for that 1st “X” mark two at a time!

I was 20 and looking for a better job. Economy was though and good job rare. I was working a nightly part-time in a warehouse. My drunken dad pointed out from the local newspaper a small ad: “Assistant Needed. No experience needed. Might be free to travel occasionally”. Why not? I called and the man asked me if I can come for an interview later in the afternoon, as he really need to find someone. Turned out, it was a small photo studio. Leo was a man of few words. With some “hummm” and “ah”, he read my resume. As I was waiting, I looked at the place. It was dusty and spider webs can be seen. Didn’t look like there was a lots of business activities. I would politely decline the position and continue looking for something else. - You’re hired, if you can start tomorrow. - Ungh? I replied surprise, I mean… I don’t… - Is there a problem? I thought you were looking for a job? Leo interrupted me. - No, no I am looking for a job, but… - Deal, Leo replied. Be here tomorrow at 8. Don’t be late” With that Leo pushed me outside the studio and locked the door before disappearing. Bewildered, I went back home to find dad getting fucked by a tattooed guy on the couch. The same couch where I sleep. Unfazed, the man looked at me: “Almost done here. Then he’s yours!” I went to the john and released a wicked piss. - So, the job? My dad yelled. - I got it, I said walking back to the living room. The guy was already gone. - How much? - I don’t know - What do you mean you don’t know? - I didn’t have the chance to ask. The guy was in a hurry, I lied. Anyhow, I don’t intend to take the job. My dad was stirring the load in his ass with two fingers. - Can you not do that, dad? It’s disgusting. - I got 25 bucks, at least. With that dad wiped his fingers on the cushion, leaving a dirty trace on it. - Almost forgot, your boss said they don’t need you at the warehouse this week. So, I guess you will have to take the job unless you want to find out on the street. Your rent is due Sunday. *** Leo was happy to see me. At least that’s how I interpreted the grunt he gave me after I knocked on the studio door. The job was simple: Leo would drive to various place and do private photoshoot. He needed someone to load and unload the material in the truck. I simply nodded which seems to satisfy him. I have to give him credits, he knew his stuff. He took the time to explain me how to handle the material and their uses. At lunch, I risked myself to ask Leo how much the job pay. - 21 dollars for moving the material. 28 dollars if you do some actual shooting work, and 40 dollars plus tips if you participate in the shooting, minus 10% as my commissions. I guarantee you at least 40 hours per week. - At least? We work more? - Oh yeah, sometimes we work full weekend. Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of you. As I lay down on the stinky couch that night, I was excited by the perspective of a better life. I would get $840 a week which was better than the meager 224$ I was getting at the warehouse. I was brought back to reality as Dad stumbled in the one-bedroom apartment with two bearded bikers. - Does he fuck? one of them asked my Dad - Nah. He’s straight… - Too bad With that they disappeared in the bedroom. By the sound of it, Dad got spit-roasted roughly a few times during the night. Life couldn’t get worst than what it was living with Dad, isn’t it?

Sitting in a meeting, feeling full of cum and a sore hole after taking loads from 2 BBC, they are a couple and good friends that live nearby and today they hit me up saying they missed my hole, who am I to disappoint? got ready, arrived wearing a jock, got undressed and we headed to bedroom. after exchanging pleasantries the fun began, I sucked them both (9.5” & 10.5”, both very think!) at one point I was put in doggy, one pounding from behind while sucking the other, they took turns and swapped places and each loaded my hole. But they didn’t stop there and while I road the bigger one, the second decided he wanted some fun too and just entered me too while feeding me poppers. They know how it opens me up and turns me to even a bigger slut. 3 hours later, 6 loads and 1 sore hole. the only problem now is, that I need more!

Yesterday (earlier in the day) I got a short txt from my 31 yo Vietnamese boy wanting to unload in me. Who was I to say NO?! I got my daddy ass douched and ready. I'd lost a good deal of weight (27 lbs so far) due to better eating and weight training+cardio. Also, I hadn't see him in a long while due to his parents visiting from Vietnam. Now, we're back to playing. He came over. A little bit of foreplay, sucking and rimming, and onto fucking. It didn't take him long to unload a bit load in me. He kissed me with his load in my ass. I cleaned off his cummy dick. He went on to suck me off and stuck a few fingers in my cummy hole. This triggered me to shoot down his throat. Afterwards, we went to a new Vietnamese restaurant because we do get hungry for food after hot sex!

Just came home from spending the night with two daddy. Met them through grinder, they were looking for Asian bottom to share between the two and since I have Monday off I said yes. they live in a nice melbourne CBD apartment, so it was a nice place. Arrive and the two daddy’s was like their pic 🙂 gorgeous daddies! One of them is at least 6’4, quite a tall daddy and fit, the other daddy is a big belly hairy bearded daddy:) Tall daddy immediately told me to strip, so I did. And we just had a few drinks talking while I’m naked. Also they want me empty. While they have drinks I’m standing jerking off and once I came, I swallow my loads. Then repeat. Basically they want me to keep jerking off nonstop infront of them. Did that for A while and I didn’t really have any more cums. after we went straight to the room and they made my lie on my back by the bed and then the tall daddy start fucking my face. not that thick cock but very long! But the other daddy is massive thick and long, he went to fuck my ass right away! Honestly it was quite painful l, he was rough and I was chocking on the other cock! That was lasted quite a while and once the bigger daddy blew his load, then the tall one took over right away. Fortunately he didn’t last long and bred me. they needed to pee, and I happily drink their piss straight from the tap. And when I need to pee, they made me pee I’m glass and make sure I also drink them. We chat a bit after, and then they taking turn taking me in their bedroom and we just hang out and fuck as their cock get hard. I slept with hairy daddy’, he was more gentle in bed. Lots of kissing and cuddling and each time his cock hard he would fuck me. Really nice. Hoping to have more of these with them 🙂

Going Home 4 After being on display, I now felt at ease being led on a leash making our way through the crowd. I didn’t care anymore... everyone here had seen me and it would soon be known around town. My cunt began to ache watching the fucking grinning bare-chested skin just looking at me. His smooth chest was highlighted with a blue swallow on each pec diving down as if to feed on each of his thick tits. Jac stood there with thick muscled legs spread apart, boots firmly planted on concrete floor staring at me and then down to the thick outline of his cock stretching the worn and thin fabric of his yellow piss and cum crusted jockstrap. Then, I saw a rubbered-up skin approach him with a beer. I hesitated... It was boy, one of Matt’s pack. It had been a while since I had the ginger skin and, by the looks of him now, his Daddy had been working on his mods. The rings on his tits had obviously been up-gauged and stood out from his rubber harness edged in yellow with matching laces on his 10-hole rangers. His black rubber jockstrap shone with a bright yellow stripe that bulged out from the heavy ball weight gripping his sac. “C’mon, Sammy.” Daddy ordered, pulling me forward into view of the laughing boy. “Fucking SAMMY?!” boy chuckled, taking a swig of beer and looking me over with a smirk. “Been a while, mate.” “You know this one, boy?” Jac laughed. “Of course, he does...” came a chuckle from behind us.... It was Matt. “Sammy’s had the pleasure of my pack.” Turning around, I saw Matt in a totally different light from the usual. Much like me, he was in his 40’s, 6’1”, 210 lbs. with black hair, piercing blue eyes and a dark scruff on his face. He stood there booted as I took in the leather harness showing off his muscular pecs that showed off his ringed tits. I glanced down to his leather jockstrap bursting at the seams from his cock and balls remembering the pleasure on the faces of his pack as they serviced the alpha. “Dan... good to see ya! I heard you were back in town but didn’t know about this.” he said, grabbing my Daddy in a bear hug and motioning to me. “What can I say? I missed my cuntboy.” Daddy chuckled, his hand wandering down my cunt and fingering it. “And yours? I heard you got yourself one too.” “Well, more so a pair of cunts now...” Matt smiled stepping aside to reveal his prized possessions. “Goddamn Matt!” Daddy exhaled seeing the pair being led by chain leashes attached to thick septum rings. His hands roamed their smooth taught muscled bodies showing the results of hours of work put into becoming objects of pure sex. He traced the matching swirls of dark ink tattooed on their harnessed pecs with his calloused fingers... one edged in yellow and the other in kelly-green. He marveled at the large gauged rings permanently placed through their thick pig tits before moving to the shorter of the two. He stood at 5’11”, 195 lbs. with short buzzed brown hair... his emerald eyes showing his desire to serve. “This is cunt,” Matt proudly said. Daddy held the stretched out yellow pouch barely holding the melon-sized engorged sac underneath the thick but impotent tina dick and took hold of the sac... “Doesn’t feel like saline,” Daddy said grabbing the sac tightly causing cunt to growl. “Permanent...” Matt responded with a smile. “Fuck Matt! Beautiful... and the other?” Moving to the taller one, he stood looking up into a pair of obedient grey eyes. Standing at 6’4” 250lbs. with a black buzz cut, this one was another piece of perfection. I watched as Daddy moved down his pecs to solid abs and grab the almost flattened green mesh jockstrap searching for cock flesh. I saw him chuckle as he felt the cage surrounding the roided nub of a once powerful cock hidden in the folds of shrunken sac. “That’s cunt whore... caged and cock’s even more useless than cunt’s here.” “That so?” Daddy chuckled, releasing the useless mound and looking at me to gauge my reaction. “Yep...nothing but cunts now. Show him,” Matt ordered brusquely and they turned to present a pair of thick permanently erupting cuntlips on each of them. “Like I said... cunts.” “Fucking perfection!” Daddy laughed, slapping Matt on the back and handing him a beer. “So... Dan,” Matt said studying me. “Have to admit, that look’s an improvement but I could give you some pointers. You should see my puppy. He’s being prepared to show at the moment.” I winced hearing them discuss me and knowing Matt’s penchant for body mods. Not only had he totally transformed these three into perfect sexual objects, he transformed another one into an incredible human pup with a cock capable of knotting itself to any cunt. We stood there for a bit drinking. At some point, Jac ended up behind me teasingly rubbing his mesh pouched cock against my ass. Moving my hands behind my back, I reached to feel the hardness of his cock as I took in the room. It was hot and musky with a feeling of masculine sexuality pervading the very air. That’s when I felt the metal shafts protruding from the bottom of the shaft... I quickly pulled my hand back as he pulled me into his pecs. “That’s right, cunt... you’re gonna feel my cock splitting you open.” he growled into my ear. Looking to my side, I saw boy and Frankie on their knees servicing Matt’s cock... Matt was a master of getting his cock in every sub... no doubt at some point Frankie’d be visiting his dungeon and I felt a twinge of jealousy. Feeling a strange hand gripping my crotch, I turned to face Greg leaning over my shoulder and whispering in Jac’s ear before licking the sweat off my neck. “Enjoy Sammy.” he grunted and slipped away. “OK cunt, time for us to do our thing.” Jac whispered in my ear before pulling another bullet out of his boot and handed it to Daddy. “A little extra Boss, for the gift.” he growled, before pressing his hand between my ass cheeks, causing me to jump. Seeing my reaction, Daddy laughed taking hit and passing it around. “Go on...” “Boss,” Jac nodded, grabbing my leash and wrapping it around his tatted hand before leading me into the darkness. Walking down the dimly lit hallway, I could hear the sounds of sex begin to grow louder. Still on we went until the sounds began to quiet again... I knew then what was to happen. Once we reached the heavy metal door, Jac forced the door open, leading me into the large room painted completely black. The boom of the metal door closing echoed throughout as my eyes struggled to adjust to spotlights shining over the raised center stage. “C’mon... cunt...” Jac growled, forcefully pulling me up the staircase to the center of the stage and securing me to the floor by my leash and walked to the dimly lit edge of the stage. “Fuck...” I moaned, desperately wanting to go to him. God was beautiful. His thick tits surround by pink half-dollar sized areolas on his alabaster white rock-hard pecs stiffened. Slowly, Jac approached me until he was just inches out of my reach. He stood there looking down on me with an air of superiority placing his polished boot within reach. Greedily, I leaned in and placed my cuntmouth on the cap of his boot and tasted the sharpness of the boot black. The mate was next and I quickly moved to it, covering it in the juices of my cuntmouth. My breathing grew ragged as I moved up the shaft of the boot and began caressing his muscled legs. I continued up towards the object of my desire as the scent of musk, piss and cum filled my nostrils. Inhaling deeply, my lips finally made contact with the stretched material encasing his bulging crotch. “Fuck!” Jac hissed from the sensation of my cuntmouth moving over the rigid outline of his cock. His left hand firmly grasped the back of my head and pulled me in as he leaned down to take hold of my right tit with his other. Letting out a moan, my cuntmouth opened wide and took hold of the mound. I began to chew and suck juices now leaking out.... Holding my cuntmouth against his rigid cock, he tightly gripped my head like a vise and hissed between clenched teeth... “Goddamn!!! Use that fuckin cuntmouth boy!” I obeyed and continued on the straining mesh pouch before working my way up to grip the waistband with my teeth. My chin now hitting his engorged cock, I began to lower the waistband “Yeh, cunt... tell Jac what you want.” “Cock...your cock...” I struggled to plead. I continued on my mission... slowly exposing the base of his thick cock and down the long shaft to finally release the enormous head with a sharp slap to my forehead. “All the fucking way!” I quickly pulled it down past his thighs to the floor only to have him step out of it and hold my head to the floor with his heavy boot. “A’right cunt... get up here and suck my cock.” he growled, releasing me from my leash, and stepping back. Immediately, I rose to my knees and saw Jac’s totally exposed package. “Fuck!” I moaned, seeing the throbbing cock rise and fall to show the Jacob’s Ladder running down the length of the thick shaft. Without a thought, I crawled quickly to him and moved to take the cock before feeling the sharp slap against my face. “DID I GIVE YOU PERMISSION, CUNT?!” he bellowed. “No, Sir,” I responded, lowering my head to the floor. “Sorry, Sir. Please...” “A’right you worthless cunt, I want to feel your warm cuntmouth... get up here and suck my cock.” Raising my head, I placed my lips over the thick helmet and slowly moved down the shaft, feeling the bumps of the Jacob’s Ladder against them. “What the fuck you waiting for?!” he yelled, grabbing my head and forcefully guiding it in and out of my cuntmouth. Trying not to gag, I opened my throat to swallow the studded cock as he pounded my cuntmouth. The faster the strokes, the more I began to moan, wanting to feel the metallic cock in my cunt and I sucked harder. After a good amount of face-fucking, he pushed my head off and I heard the motorized sound of chains clinking. “Need to try your other cunt now...” A sling suspended by four heavy lengths of chain came down from the rafters. Jac pushed me backwards on my knees with a booted kick towards the sling. “Up.” Now standing, Jac pushed me back onto the sling and restrained my wrists. Next, he secured my head to the sling... completely immobilizing my head in a strapped hood. Making his way down, he stood between my legs and secured them exposing my cunt. He moved in and began slapping the pouch securely holding my caged cock and sac with one hand. With the other, he sank two of his long fingers inside me and spread them. “Nothing but a cunt...now, Sammy. Besides Dan and, I assume Frankie, when was the last time you took a cock in your cunt?” “Fuck!” I moaned, feeling his opening me up. “14 years!” “Did you miss it?” he asked slipping a third finger into me... ”Be honest.” “YES! YES! I MISSED COCK!” I yelled, finally saying it out loud, no longer denying anything. “Good answer cuntboy... cuntboys will always need cock...” he smiled, bending down and pulling a large dosed rig from his boot and moving to the head of the sling. “I think that answer deserves a reward.” “Shit yes!” I moaned, watching him tighten the tourniquet around my bicep and slam me. The rush was immediate and I began to see stars as my ears rang. My body was on fire and my hips began to buck and expose my throbbing cunt while my head struggled to take Jac’s cock. “Fuck my cunt!” I begged, wanting to feel Jac’s studded cock shred my cunt. “Yeh?” Jac laughed, now standing between my spread legs and holding the object of my desire in the palm of his left hand. “Think you can take this?" “Yeah!” I begged ... my eyes darting down to the shaft as I felt him begin slipping one, then two fingers into my cunt. “Fucking want to feel that cock shred my cunt!” “Fuck Sammy,” he laughed... “You are one twisted cunt.” growled slipping a third finger inside me and spreading me open. I continued to beg until Jac pressed his throbbing cock at my cuntlips, until he broke through. “Oh God!” I groaned, feeling the metal sliding against the walls of my cunt until he disappeared completely inside me. “So good... so fucking good!” “Fuck yeh... you’ve taken it all.” “Goddamn, Sir!” I moaned, squirming and enjoying the feeling of cock inside me as his crotch rubbed against my cage. He began to thrust into me.... slowly at first and then increasing in speed. I couldn’t get enough of his cock and I began to fill the room with my ecstatic cries as he gave me the rut of my life. I felt every laddered cock fuck he gave me. Suddenly, he pulled out and walked away. Left hanging there, I began to panic fearing I had done something wrong and would not get his load. “Please!” I begged profusely... “Fucking breed my cunt!” Returning, Jac stood next to my face with his sweaty jock in his hands. He began slapping his engorged cock against my lips; but with every move I made towards it, he pulled back. “Open up,” he ordered. I opened up, thinking he was going to fuck my face again but Jac shoved the ripe jock into my cuntmouth and I began to suck on the soaked mesh, swallowing the rankness. I had been broken further and I knew my Daddy had ordered this. “Fucking no good spun cunt!” Jac sneered and secured my head further until all I could see were the metal chains of the sling above me leading into the darkness. Moving towards my cunt again, he shoved his throbbing cock in one thrust to the hilt burying it into my welcoming cunt. The rutting began again... this time more painful that before and I gripped the jock with my teeth to prevent me from screaming out in a combination of pain and ecstasy. It continued until I felt him slowly pulling back until only the very tip of his cock remained. Jac then grunted and hit my ass cheek with a hard slap and pushed his cock back into my cunt. Feeling the sudden invasion, my body stiffened and my cuntlips tightened as he repeated the process over and over again... my ragged breath covered the now soaked jock revealing the pleasure I was experiencing. Jac continued fucking me as I gripped the chains with my sweaty hands and looked up into the darkness as my cunt pulsated. Jac’s thrusts began to slow and length, signifying he was close. Willing my cunt to tighten around the shaft, I began to moan loudly as I felt the metal bars against the now raw walls of my cunt. “Fuck yeh, cunt! Take my fucking load!” he yelled shoving his cock to the root inside me and depositing a huge load before falling on top of me. We remained like that for a bit... my skin master inside of me. “Yeh, good little cunt....” he sneered, slowly removing the studded shaft from my cunt. “Hold that load, cuntboy.” Suddenly, Frankie appeared above me and smiled, gripping the jock and removing it. “Swallow...” Frankie ordered releasing the straps securing my head and squeezed the dripping jock into my cuntmouth before climbing onto the sling. Turning to face Jac’s spent cock, Frankie slid his cock into my cuntmouth and let out a torrent of chem piss while he cleaned the remnants of my fuck juices from Jac’s cock. Dehydrated from the chems, I greedily drank it down and began sucking on the now hardening cock. “Goddamn cuntpig!” Jac moaned, feeling Frankie’s tongue over the studded shaft of his cock before letting the contents of his bladder explode down Frankie’s throat. There I was, my cunt full of cum and servicing a cuntboy’s now hard cock while he was swallowing piss and I knew my place in the world... Frankie continued fucking my cuntmouth as the last drops of Jac’s piss flowed down his throat and I heard Daddy growl... "I'm takin that cunt of yours, boy.” “Fuck yeh, Boss! Thank you!” I heard Jac groan as Daddy’s strong arms wrapped around his hips and pulled him back onto his cock. Jac rocked back and forth, impaled on Daddy’s cock, his tits pulled and stretched as a look of rapture overcame him. Gripping Jac’s hips tightly, Daddy fucked him slowly, with long deep strokes. “Fuckin do it! Boss!” Jac pleaded as Daddy changed pace and began pile-driving his cock into the skin’s cunt. By this time, Frankie had released me and pulled me down to the platform and gripped my head, forcing me to watch Jac’s fall. “Watch Sammy,” Frankie laughed as he shoved his cock back inside me and held a silver bullet of T to my nostril. “Daddy’s gonna have another...” I took a dose in each nostril and grunted, thanking my cuntbro. My attention going back to Jac I watched as he was now doing all the work... forcing himself back onto Daddy’s cock, begging for more. We could see how Daddy was enjoying us watching, more than once Daddy slowed himself down to hold himself from unloading into Jac. “Fucking hot cunt. I’ve wanted it from the first time I saw you.... Fucking cuntskin.” Daddy grunted. Daddy continued... pulling completely out and shoving his slimy cock fully into Jac as the cunt gaped and shut quickly with each attack. We could see the waves of bliss overcoming Jac... “Like that Sammy,” Frankie snarled, pounding me faster and faster. “Fuck yeah! Frankie...” I growled watching the look on Jac’s face as I took Frankie’s cock. We continued watching as my body felt renewed from the cock invading my cunt. I began to claw at the floor, wanting to be... no needing to be fucked at the sight of Daddy and Jac. “OH GOD, Frankie... fuck my cunt!” I begged, beginning to tighten around the invading shaft of my cuntbro. “Yeah Sammy?” he grunted, “Fucking hungry cunt, huh?” “Shit yeah! Feed my cunt, cuntbro!” I pleaded wanting to his load to be mixed into Jac’s fresh load. “Do it!” My eyes fixed on the sight before me, Frankie began to pummel me. With each slam, my cock cage would hit the floor and cause me to wince. “Fuck yes! Harder!” I begged, feeling the pain, causing my cunt to tighten. No longer being able to hold back, Frankie slammed himself down into me and exploded as Jack began to tremble. “OH FUCCCK!” Jac yelled out, his body spasmed, his cock gushing a load of cum onto the floor. “Yeah, JACKIE... show my boys how much you love my cock.” Daddy growled shoving his cock deeply into his new boy’s cunt. Immediately, the urge overcame me and I escaped Frankie’s cock and scrambled to the puddle of hot cum and began licking it up. As Daddy pulled out in an attempt to continue the fucking, Jac’s spasms and wave of pleasure decreased, Daddy pushed him to the floor and buried himself in Jac, quickly pounding his cunt. Soon, the four of us were a rolling mass of bodies... I swallowed Jac’s cock, sucking and worshipping, as Frankie stroked the studded shaft with his tongue while Daddy gripped Jac’s waist and continued splitting his cunt open. His body now overwhelmed, Daddy gave a hard, deep shove and shuddered... “Fuck yes! Take my load, cuntskin,” he roared, throwing his head back as he shot deep inside his new boy. Feeling the trembling cock shooting deep inside him, Jackie’s now engorged cock became rigid and flooded my cuntmouth as he stared down below at Frankie and me sucking him clean. Immediately, my cuntmouth closed around Jackie’s softening cock and began swallowing the piss released by Daddy’s fucking. I was in heaven... my cunt was full of cum and thirst for piss had been reignited. Frankie and I remained at Jac’s crotch as Daddy’s sac swung back and forth hitting my cuntbro and I as his cock remained embedded in Jackie. Slowly, we all fell to the floor, bodies intertwined, and relaxed for a bit. Slipping a couple of fingers into Jac, Daddy was the first to say anything... “JACKIE,” he emphasized, “I think we all need a drink...” “Yeah, Boss...” Jackie smiled, acknowledging the name. Slowly, we rose, geared up and made our way back to the bar. Along the way, men stood at the doorways to the other rooms smiling... puddles of cum on the floor beneath them. On we went... until we approached the closed bar door. Daddy grabbed the handle and motioned me to enter first. Entering, the usually loud room was quiet as the men turned toward us... Suddenly, there was a roar of applause as the large screen above the bar flickered on and the video of me being led into the room by Jac... now Jackie... appeared and would be played nightly. Daddy stood behind me and held me tightly as Frankie and Jackie stood at our sides... both now collared. “C’mon boys,” Daddy smiled... “We’re going home.” The End

Part 2 The next few days were boring. Just some corporate profile pictures at some downtown office. The receptionist was hot and friendly thought. She gave me her Tiktok. I don’t have a phone. I barely afford my rent share with dad, a phone was definitely out of question. So I pretended I forgot it. On Friday, we spend the day at the studio cleaning the lens and other stuff. By 2, we were done. Leo invited me for a beer, but I had to decline as I did not have any money and pay day was only the following week. - You’re broke? No pocket change at all? - No, I reply blushing. In fact, I was wondering if I can get an advance, my rent is due Monday. Leo squinted at me for few seconds which made me blushing even more. I am sure my cheeks went crimson. - Why didn’t you say so? With that, he pulled out a roll of money and handed me $800 cash. This is for your week. - Euh… Really… thank you. I really appreciate it… I don’t want to sound ungrateful but shouldn’t it be 840$? - It should, but let say its to cover the interests. A problem? I just shook my head. I would have to manage carefully between pay days, I thought. *** The bar was only two doors down from the studio. You had to know it was there as there was no external sign. If you’d look carefully, there was an “open” neon in the window which seems to be turned on the low dim. The waitress was pretty skinny and had some charms for her. A lot of make-up, blond hair, high heels which cause her to arch her back, indecently accentuating a pair of breasts ready to pop out of her bra. - Is this a new one Leo? she asked with a faintly lisp. - Yep - Are you going to keep him this time? Leo look at her, than me. - Maybe - Maybe? I retorqued. I hope he was not considering firing me yet. - Well, he has a lot of potential and soon he might move on in a different path. A different path? With no college degree, no money, a whore as a dad, I don’t know how I could land on a more profitable job. - I will for sure follow his career. She left with our order, but not before giving me a wink and a finger at the corner of her mouth. I might stick around and score some pussy tonight. Or at least get my cock sucked. I adjusted myself down there. Leo was grinning at me. - She might not be your type, you know, but what ever your type is. Just saying. The bar was filling up with older and biker-gang guys grouping around the pool tables. We chit chat about anything as we drank our beer slowly. - I haven’t mentioned it before because I am not sure you would be ready, but since you seem short on money… I have a gig all day tomorrow and I can use some help. - All day? That meant $168. - It would pay you double. - I’m in, I blurt out immediately. My mind racking with all this extra money. Maybe I would be able to afford a new couch? Who knows? - Deal, then. Be at the studio at 6 tomorrow morning. Leo took a crisp twenty to pay the waitress. She waited for Leo to exit the bar. - Follow me. As soon as I enter the small room behind her, the waitress dealt with my belt and fished out my cock which went from 0 to 100 in 5 seconds. Fuck! I had few girls that went down on me, but this one was a keeper for sure. Best blow job ever. The sad thing about it is it was over too soon. She gave a small peck on my lips - See you soon, I hope, and went back serving the patrons. - Euh, yeah I would like that… Eh what’s your name? - Around here, they called me Prissy. I went home smiling like a guy that just won a million dollars.

I had been kind of avoiding the bathhouses in my city since before the pandemic. Because of some local bylaws, we do not have dark rooms or sex clubs, and my last few experiences at my local bathhouse had not been the greatest. I had most of my fun in the past few years either at guys' places or at sex clubs and dark rooms while traveling abroad. But with my recent discovery of MDMA a few months ago, I have been experiencing unknown levels of wild uninhibition. Last Sunday, a guy invited me over to his place to hook up. He offered me a pill of MD as I arrived and we chatted for a while. After an hour, I was feeling nothing and the sexual chemistry with the guy was not there, even though he was very nice. I politely excused myself, got dressed, and made my way out. As I was walking to the nearest metro station, I was thinking about how horny I was and how difficult it may be to find someone quickly so I decided to head directly to what used to be my favorite bathhouse, which is known for being the place to bareback. Condoms had never been a question there for me, contrary to other places. As I was sitting in the train, I started to feel dizzy, with an insane thirst for dick and cum. I was feeling hotter and hotter, starting to sweat, even though I was sitting down. This MD was definitely stronger than the very first one I had a few months earlier. I was afraid I would get too high before I could get to the bathhouse, and as I arrived at my station, I walked very carefully trying not to trip or look drunk. After the short walk to the bathhouse, I tried to stay composed at the check-in counter, afraid they would deny me entry for being already fucked up. But I must have given a good enough impression as they let me in. I asked for a room in the basement, where the dark maze was, as I knew that's where most of the action happened. I made my way to my room, it was perfectly located close to the dark maze and most guys would have to pass by my door to go there. I was getting hornier by the second. I quickly undressed, completely naked and got out of my room, my towel on my shoulder instead of around my waist. I had never been this high before and for someone who usually dislikes being totally naked, I could not care less at that point. I was walking close to the wall as my balance was a bit compromised. The beat of the music was resonating like never before in my head and the lights, as dim as they were, were dazzling me. I arrived to the dark area, a sling hanging at the entrance of the narrow maze like space, lit in red. It was a Sunday, late afternoon, and although the crowd was not big, there was still a good number of guys to have fun for a few hours. I was walking trough the dark corridors, making my way between guys. My vision was affected and could (and was not trying) to make out their faces. I put myself in a corner, under the small bulb projecting a very dim yellow light. It was not long before I was grabbed by someone who kissed me. I had not had time to see who it was but I could feel his beard on my face. I was ready to kneel to suck his dick but he flipped me before I could go down, pinning me to the wall and starting to explore my hole with his fingers. I heard a spitting sound and a dick being shoved into my ass without warning. I screamed a bit but he did not care. He obviously wanted to unload and he fucked me for only a few minutes before shooting his load deep into my guts. I was shaking, I was dizzy and I fell onto my knees, still facing the wall. That first fuck had attracted the others and it was not long before I had another dick up my hole. Guys on Sunday evenings are usually looking to unload quickly and they are not trying to hold it. The second guy lasted a bit longer I think than the first one as I was busy sucking on cocks being presented to my mouth. A third one took his place, my hole become sloppier with cum dripping out. I was also covered in sweat, even if I'm not usually a big sweating guy but the MD was making me drip water. As the guys were taking turns on me, it felt as if my mind was leaving my body. As high as I was, my head spinning and my heart beating like crazy partly from the excitement and partly from the blaring music, I was seeing my seeing myself, naked on my knees in this dark sloppy corner, not able to tell if I was in pain because of the brutal way some guys were fucking me or having pleasure. I was thinking about how much of a shy and introverted guy I usually am, and the shame I would feel if my friends and colleagues were to see me like this. But I also could not care less at that time. I was greedy. I was showing them how much I wanted their dicks and loads by trying to make eye contact with them. They probably could tell I was all high, just looking at my glassy eyes and my sweat-drenched body. I was only a hole, separated from my mind. I don't know how long I stayed like this. I only got up when I noticed that there were no more guys fucking me. There was a puddle of sweat below me. I made my way to my room to lie down, thinking I would try and take a nap but I could not fall asleep and just closed my eyes. soaking all the weird feelings the music and the lights were giving me.

I have to qualify that statement a bit. It’s true that Tops sometimes use poppers, and a brief sniff may heighten the experience for some. But the result of any kind of concentrated use by a Top is almost invariably a loss of erection. Because the reason poppers work so well for bottoms is that they relax smooth muscle tissue, and that includes the structures that contract to hold blood in the penis to sustain erection. In my (extensive) experience, most Tops have no idea how much is too much, and I’ve reached the point that I no longer provide poppers to the Tops fucking me - and even hide them if I’m not going to need them, because I’m sick of guys trying to penetrate me with noodles. Once poppers limp a cock, no amount of head can bring it back to life until the poppers wear off.

Chapter III: Taking the Gift I had been texting back and forth with Justin and his texts were alternating between amped up for some toxic loads and then a couple of hours later he would equivocate and say “maybe I’m not ready.” I knew what he was going through – it’s a big line to cross and commitment to make to dedicate yourself to chasing HIV. It had taken me several months of stop-and-start to fully commit, so I wasn’t depending on Justin right now to follow through. I was spending a lot of time on Poz-twitter groups and BZ announcing my new enhanced status. All of that elicited the usual dozens of chaser messages but would any of them follow through? I was beginning to think that as hard as it was to successfully chase, it might also be hard to successfully gift, with the non-serious, not-ready guys making up the bulk of my DMs and emails. Still, I held out hope for Justin. He saw my bio tat at Eric’s studio and was fascinated by it. He gave me his number right away and since then we’d been texting back and forth. He postponed the first gifting we had scheduled for the next week, and I wondered just how serious he was. Then there was a few days of radio silence, and I pondered whether he had reconsidered accepting toxic loads in his un-PrEPPED hole. Then, after 3 days of silence, came this: “Hey man, I’ve been asking myself if I really want this, and I can’t get it out of my head, even though I know I shouldn't want this...But I have to have your virus, I need your strain living inside me!” I texted back, “Yeah, it was the same for me when I started chasing, it insinuates the mind before it does your body. I'm excited to poz you up, brother, but no pressure... Just remember, we can do this or we can wait, it’s up to you.” Of course, I was determined to infect this guy, to make him my first. So I was trying to be supportive but still persuasive at the same time: “You know, I’m super toxic right now, so if you want me to gift you my strain, now’s the time.” Back came his text, not 20 seconds later: “I want it, man. I want you to poz me. Be my gifter into the brotherhood!” “Just so you know , if I fuck you, you’ll probably go poz, there’s no turning back.” “Yep, I’m ready for your strain. Let’s get it done!” This confirmation was all I needed from him and I quickly shot back a text telling him to prepare his hole, and to come over in 1 hour. I saw the three dots to indicate he was writing a response text…and then they went away…and then they appeared again and again went away. Finally, came the response I was hoping for: “See you in 1 hour. I’m so excited!” I set out my pozzing tools, namely a new toothbrush and some silicon lube. I had wanted to buy a “Cruel Condom,” but it was back-ordered, so that particular method would have to wait. I quickly showered and lay in bed waiting for the doorbell to chime. While I waited, I texted Keith a pic of Justin’s hot hole: “I got a this 20-something chaser on the way...a referral from Eric...can’t wait ‘til I get him good and pozzed up” “That’s great, man, your first victim! You gonna brush his hole ?” “Yep, got the toothbrush right here,” I texted, adding a pic of the brush and my hard poz cock. “This is what you did to me, brother! Your strain is gonna poz up this little chaser!” “Congrats, man, and it's *our* strain now! Get him good! Take that neg status away from him! I gotta go now, we got another chaser in to see the doc and he’s another of my prey so I think his results will be +” “LOL, between you and Eric, you guys are building an army!” You were my first “X,” stud, but there's gonna be more “Xs” soon!” Just at the 1 hour mark, when I momentarily thought “maybe he’s not coming,” the doorbell rang. Bingo. My first prey to fall victim to my poz seed was here! I looked down at my hard cock and thought about how I was fulfilling my destiny to spread the bug and infect chasers. I was ready. Naked and with my pierced poz dick at full attention,I greeted Justin at the door, he was looking so hot in his T-shirt and shorts. He smiled a sheepish smile and came in, accepting the glass of wine I offered him. I moved him to the couch and stroked his sandy hair and ran my hands over his thighs. I could sense a slight tremble in him as looked down at my poz weapon and my biohazard tat. “You ready for this?” I queried, “pointing down to my rigid pierced cock,” We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do.” He sipped his wine and looked up at me to say “Do you take the piercing out beforehand?” “No, I never remove the Prince Albert...it will help the process.” “Wow, it looks so big and hard...I haven't been fucked much in the last couple years.” Sensing hesitation from him, I looked to get this going before he had any more doubts, “C'mon upstairs, I'll be gentle at first.” “I’m ready, please poz me, Sir, it's all I can think about,” he said, knocking back the rest of his wine in one gulp. “OK, just so you know, even though I am pretty toxic right now, it will help the process if I use one of these,” I said, pulling out the toothbrush I had next to me. “OK...did you get brushed as well?” “Yeah, my pozzer Keith brushed me before and after every fuck. It helps with the transmission. It’s uncomfortable and we don’t have to do it if you don’t like it, but it will help. “Then you should do it to me also. Since I saw you in the tattoo studio, saw your ink, I feel like we have a kind of bond that I want to solidify. I know you’re gonna poz lots of guys, but knowing I’ll be your first conquest and that really gets me going.” We made our way upstairs, me leading Justin by the hand…Still a slight tremble in his hand, but he has committed. I lay him on the bed, stripped off his shorts and shirt and placed him on all fours and spread his butt cheeks open. I wanted to get right down to business – firstly, so it would be too late for him to back out, and secondly, this wasn’t a romantic fuck, we weren’t there for that, only to get my virus into his hole, which was was pink and winking at me, and when I put my tongue to it, it tasted of soap and water. I brought the toothbrush up to his hole and let him know the next step: “Once I do this, there’s no turning back. I’m gonna brush your hole and then fuck you and cum in you with my toxic load. Once I’m in you, I won’t pull out.” I briefly flashed back to when my first gifter Eric, first brushed my hole – he put some bug-loaded precum from his hard cock on the bristles and scraped it inside my cunt, it was painful but I was so happy that even right then and there, I might be getting pozzed with his HIV seeds. “Do it to me, Sir,” Justin murmured quietly but resolutely, snapping me back to the present, “Fuck me! Poz me, please.” Slowly at first, the toothbrush went up into the pink passage and I started gently at first, moving it side to side, back and forth, in and out. He grimaced with its entry into his hole, but I reminded him this was necessary, to take a breath and work through it. There was no way I was gonna stop now. “It’s getting your hole ready to accept and absorb my toxic load,” to which he moaned more and began begged for my poz cock. So after a minute more of toothbrushing, and when I noticed a few bloody toothbrush bristles as I removed it, I lubed up my pierced poz tool and sent it straight into Justin’s hole. I teased it a bit at first, going in only halfway, pulling it out a bit I noticed that already my pre-cum beading up on my cockhead, already doing its job to infect him. After this, he would never be the same. With that and more determined than ever to begin my Pozzing Career and get into The Ten, I plunged it deep inside him, not stopping until I was balls-deep inside his brushed up cunt. “Fuck me, please, Sir, with that poz toxic cock and bring me into the brotherhood, make me yours, fill me up with your DNA and change my life.” His hole was warm and sweet and it wasn’t going to take long for my first poz-to-neg transmission to take place. He was moaning and grimacing a bit, probably from the pain of the brush, but I was undeterred. I kept my pace, driving my cock deep into his hole, back out and back in, and with every thrust, kept telling him what he was receiving: “Already, pig, my toxic pre-cum is planting itself in you, pozzing you straight into the brotherhood. Fucking little pigboy that you are, begging for dirty poz cum in your hole. Yeah, I’m gonna poz you, slut. You want my high-viral unmedicated HIV, pig?” “Fuck yes, Sir, give me that poison!” was his response as he bit down on the pillow. “And then you take my strain and spread it around, like the good poz faggot you will be!” I was getting close. I withdrew a bit, mostly cuz I was so close to cumming but also I wanted to see the results of my handiwork with the toothbrush – there was a streak of bright red on the end of my cock, my translucent toxic pre-cum flowing from my cockhead stained pink. OK, it was now time to bring this boy fully into the brotherhood. I shoved it deeper into him, thrusting it in and out some more, my poison boiling up in my balls to infect this hole, and finally it burst through in six or seven shots of sweet warm liquid virus, meeting the abrasions in his hole from the brush and impregnating him with my seed. With every pump of poz spunk, a surge of electricity went through me into him as I screamed out ‘I’m pozzing you now!” After a minute or so, I pumped out the last few drops of my HIV into his hole, reached around his chest to hold him. It was then I could feel him softly crying – I pulled out of him and held him a bit, slowly stroking his hair. His cock had spontaneously erupted as well, and there was a puddle of his negative cum on his leg. I scooped some up and brought it to his lips and told him: “This may be your last neg load ever, boy,” I told him as I slipped a plug into his hole to better absorb my gift. He was overcome with the emotions of finally succumbing to this fantasy, of finally making it a reality. “I’m so happy, these are tears of joy. Thank you, Sir, I hope it works.” “Oh, it will work baby boy. But we have to fuck again in a few minutes and then every few days for the next month. Don’t take any loads from anyone else, so I know when you go poz, it was from me. That’s how I earn my way into The Ten. With that, I propped up his legs on pillows to get an assist from good old gravity. And every time you jerk off, think to yourself how this will either be your last neg load or your first poz one.” After about 30 minutes of just holding him, my cock was ready once more and I opened him up, removed the plug and fucked him again, this second load didn't take long to come forth and again he once again softly cried as I replugged his hole now that my second batch of poison cum seeped into his system. And that is how we did it every few days, after work or early in the mornings as our schedules permitted. It revolved around getting him pozzed up – it was our only goal for these few weeks. He got adept at taking the toothbrush and over the 4 weeks, I kept track of the load count that went up his hole. “Baby boy, you’ve gotten 15 toxic loads with the toothbrush from me,” I texted him one day. There was no answer from him for a couple of days. Then, one day while I was at a work meeting, a message came through on my phone: It was a pic of a home test. Two lines. POZ. “Sir, you did it, you pozzed me! I’m so happy and proud to be carrying your strain!” I had done it! I had pozzed my first and it was this beautiful young man who would now spread the new strain around! My cock sprang to life in the middle of the work meeting. I had to make up an excuse and left the room, eagerly texting Eric and Keith and sharing the test result pic with the good news on twitter: “Proud Papa: hopefully the first of many!” Instantly, I was deluged with congratulatory messages, pictures of “Happy Fathers Day” cards, and more DMs from chasers. With a successful pozzing under my belt, I was in more demand than ever. But that was only 1 out of the 10 successful hits I needed to earn my X and get me into The Ten. And of course, I was already on the way to more conversions. TO BE CONTINUED

~Thanks for all your kind words, men, I'm glad so many of you liked Chapter I. Here now is Chapter II: The Ten: Chapter II by @Vancrawman **This is a work of fantasy and fiction. Any similarity to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental. Nothing in this work should be construed as medical advice in any way** Chapter II: First Quarry I woke up that morning still super excited and with my cock straining for attention, my mutual recharge fuckfest with Keith did nothing to dampen my horniness. I had heard that once infected, the virus demands to replicate so you get super horned up all the time, but still I resolved to hold off until I got my bio tat later that day at Eric’s studio. I checked my phone and saw several text messages. Apparently, my late night tweet announcing my level-up to POZ status was making the rounds of poz twitter and got back to several of my friends who knew of my quest: “Hey, buddy, great job, congrats! You gonna spread it around now?” “OMG, welcome to the Class of 2022, brother! Go forth and propagate!” “Super excited for you, man! It’s what you wanted and you went out and got it – and had a lot of fun along the way! So PROUD of you!” I also checked twitter and there were a lot of DMs from supposed chasers, but most of them I knew from previous interactions to be kind of flaky. Let’s see, I thought, if my change in status would get some of them to commit. Finally, another text came through – it was from a young twitter bud Caleb who was also on the chase for the upgrade to poz. We sexted back and forth a few times over the years. His profile says he’s 22 and from his pics, he’s got a great ass that has been after toxic loads for a year with no positive result: “I will fly over to you from Miami to get that toxic seed of yours, brother, just say when!” I sent some thank you texts and to Caleb, I got especially hot thinking about bugging up his sweet hole: “You make your plans, boy, and I’ll be glad to get you into the brotherhood if I can. I’m pretty toxic right now, so get on that plane!” Finally, I got out of bed, and got on with my day, not thinking more about Caleb’s text. Chasers make a lot of plans they never go through with…I know, I was a chaser myself. On this day, I planned on only working a half-day and it was all I could do to concentrate even a little on work, but eventually the time came to stop work and get marked as the toxic breeder I now was. I settled into Eric’s chair for the tattoo I had been dreaming of for years, but which I didn’t want to get until it really meant what it represented: A biohazard symbol, stylized a bit with some curves at the end of the tendrils and some shading and coloring in it, and a little blood red drop in the middle – marking me as a poz man ready to share the gift. Eric had greeted me with a warm kiss and long hug. “Congrats, brother!” How do you feel about the upgrade to poz?” “I’m so happy to finally get there, Eric, and you were a big part of breaking down that initial resistance, mate! When I came in here on that hot August day two years ago, and you were stripped down to the waist with that beautiful scorpion pointing downward to your sweet poz stick, it really help me decide to begin the chase! So you’re a big part of why I’m here today, my friend, even if it wasn’t your strain that got me over the line!” “Hey, not for lack of trying, buddy, but now we can recharge each other!” “Looking forward to that, stud” I said, “grabbing my cock in my pants which was by then fully hard. But first, mark me, man, I need to get branded now as a poz gifter!” “Let me get comfortable,” and with that, Eric strips off his shirt to reveal his well-tattooed chest with the beautiful Scorpion pointing down to his thick cock bulging in his jeans. Next to it was “XX,” meaning he was well ahead of me on this particular pozzing path. Ever since I consulted him about tattoo design two years ago, Eric has been telling me about The Ten, as they called themselves, I was desperate to poz up and join their special brotherhood. Each member must be poz-toxic and they each pledge to convert at least 10 willing chasers. Therefore, each X represents 10 guys he’s pozzed. Every time they get 10 confirmed hits, they get another X inked next to their biohazard or scorpion tat. When I first met Eric, he had only one X to mark his progress. “Eric, every time I look at that tat and the XX, I get so fucking turned on!” What must it feel like to have knocked up 20 guys?” I’m so fucking jealous and pissed that I started this so late!” “Hey man, don’t be that way, everyone gets there in their own time. I spent years on meds after I got pozzed, and even then I was so afraid of it I barely had any sex for years, until I got finally realized my destiny. We chasers and gifters all take different paths to the same place…what matters is that we get there.” “And that’s only 20 that I know about! And by the way, I’m nearer to my third X so soon there’ll be an addition right here, “ he says, pointing to an empty spot next to the two XXs. Got a couple of chasers I’ve been exclusively bugging up from the last month waiting on their fuck flu and for positive results, and then I’ll hit 30 if they come out right!” “Now sit back and relax and let’s get this tat on you to mark you for the poz predator you are!” As he worked on the biohazard tattoo now forming on my abdominals, we reminisced about how Eric bred me several times aiming to poz me, and although it ultimately wasn’t his strain that infected me, Eric and I sure had a good time trying; he pozbred me a few times, and when Eric went out of town for awhile, he recommended the hot nurse Keith to try and infect me. I gave him exclusive pozzing rights to my hole and Keith started his gifting sessions, and after some hot fucks over several weeks, some toothbrushing, and lots of toxic Keith seed, I knew it had finally happened 3 weeks later when the fuck flu hit – hard. Coming out of my reverie, I looked down at the progress and I was stunned to see so much of it filled in already, I was only barely aware of the needle inking me, marking me for life as a member of the poz club. He was about 90% done with the tat now…I had been there for 3 hours without realizing how the time was flying. “How was your fuck flu, brother?” Eric inquired. “It was rough for a few days but I was so excited and turned on by it, I knew it was finally happening, I couldn’t stop jerking off. Keith toothbrushed me hard then threw some powerful pozfucks into my hole, so I was so happy and relieved when the fuck flu hit. It’s our Rite of Passage!” “Fuck yeah,” Eric agreed. “Last night, after I left the doctor’s office, I saw some little twink of about 20 years old in the parking lot and all I wanted was to pin him down breed him with my bugs! Every guy I see is a target, my first quarry to join the poz brotherhood. I ended up with Keith doing some mutual recharging, after we had some champagne to toast my upgrade.” “You definitely see the world and the men in it in a different light, my friend,” Eric was finishing up, wiping the bloody area on my abs that now marked me for life and covering it with some moisturizer and clingy plastic film. He took a drop of my blood with his index finger and brought it up to my mouth to taste, then deeply kissed me. “OK, you know the drill with new tats, Randy,” keep it clean and dry and I can touch it up in a couple of weeks. Now get over here and breed my hole with that fresh poz seed!” With that, Eric pulled down his pants, bent over the tattoo chair and exposed his hot hairy hole to me. I knelt down to taste the passage before breeding it,and found some cum in there already. “Yeah, stopped off at the glory holes for a couple of loads this morning. Don’t know if they were toxic or not. I bred a couple holes, too, gave them both a little gift! – they don’t ask, I don’t tell!” At that, I stood up and plunged my hard poz weapon right into Eric’s bugged-up hole. “Yeah, fuck that fresh HIV into my fuckin hole, stud,” Eric encouraged. From all the poz chat while he was branding me as a POZ gifter with his needle, and now fucking Eric’s sweet pre-loaded hole, it didn’t take long for another load of fresh poz seed to burst forth down Eric’s passage. “Recharge me with that poison, stud!” he egged me on as I made my toxic deposit up my friend’s hole. All I could think was how my toxic cum was infiltrating his system, charging him up with my fresh strain, mixing with the bugs already in him to create a new, ever so different version of itself. We stayed like that for a few minutes, making sure every dirty drop of poz was delivered into Eric’s gaping manhole. Finally, we had collected ourselves and got dressed, Eric popped in a small Lucite buttplug to ensure absorption of the prize. It was then that Eric proposed a first victim for my new gifts. “Hey, Randy, I’ve got a guy coming in a few minutes for a tat, he wants just a simple Celtic thing, not any poz tattoo – at least not yet. I think he’d be perfect for conversion, I know from following his twitter that poz turns him on, but I don’t know for sure if he’s a real chaser or if he’s on PrEP…I was gonna try to knock him up but I’ll let you have this one if you want to wait around now for him, take a look at him, and let me know, I can introduce him to you.” And with that perfect timing, the potential first neg hole to get my infectious gift walked through the front door. “Hey, Eric,” he waved over to the tattoo artist. “Justin, meet my buddy Randy…He just got this new tat,” Eric replied, pointing to the wrapped up, but still visible, biohazard tattoo on my stomach. “Wow, I love it! Does that mean what I think it means?” Justin peered inquisitively at my new ink with its blood red center droplet. “Damn right. You want it? It could change your life” “Fuck yeah, I want it, man!” Justin brushed his hand gently over the biohazard. “You on PrEP? Cuz I don’t want to waste the gift if your PrEPPED up,” I cautioned. Justin, who looks about 25, sandy hair and a tight little body in his tank top and shorts, just looks up at me and says “Nope, I stopped PrEP about a month ago, I’m ready to accept my fate. Just tell me when and where, stud, I’ll take what you’ve got.” And with that, my first poz-gifting session was set up for the next night. I stopped at the drugstore on the way home and bought some new toothbrushes.

The rooms were pretty narrow, only fitting a single mattress and a small space for circulation with a metal locker. I was being moved around, to get me into position to satisfy whoever was in my room and put that blindfold on me. The think fabric mattress cover was shuffling at the same time, drenched in my sweat and the cum leaking out of me. Not usually sweating a lot, I had never smelled so strongly and getting my nose closer to my own armpits was driving me nuts. I was on my back, my hole exposed at the edge of the mattress, my legs wide open. I could feel hairy legs rubbing mine, a dick playing around my hole, and hans on my thighs keeping them open. It felt sloppy, maybe with precum, more likely with the loads coating my insides. “You’ve been partying, boy. You’re all fucked up, aren’t you?” I heard. The deep voice was resonating bizarrely in my head. “Yeah” was all I could manage to mumble. “What are you on?” I was asked. I could just say “MD”. “Good boy! You want more, don’t you?”. I should have said no at that moment but I was feeling too crazy to refuse. I could not even clearly articulate a yes, and just shook my head in approval, biting and licking my lips to show how much I needed more dick and cum. “Don’t move” as I heard his steps leaving the room. It could have 2 minutes or an hour, I couldn’t tell, when I heard “Open your mouth”. A pill was dropped on my tongue. “Drink” I was ordered as my head was being held up from the back. “There”. “Please, fuck me”. I wanted it so bad, my body was almost aching. “All in good time, boy” I heard as I felt a hand caressing my face.

It's never a good idea to go into a relationship expecting the other person to change something fundamental about themselves. Although I acknowledge the point above about top not necessarily being something that has to last forever, the guy has told you he has tried being versatile for a partner before and it didn't work. Do you know the concept of "the price of admission"? This man has told you his price of admission is you will always bottom. Further, he doesn't mind you going elsewhere to work off your top energy. Now, you have to decide if that is a price you are willing to pay to be with him. Sometimes people who are otherwise very compatible have a single unreconcilable difference. It just means you aren't meant to be with this guy long term. It isn't a failing on your or his part.

There are places you can get cheap or free PrEP via online without necessarily triggering your insurance. With one of those, it's unlikely your wife would find out, as long as you had a place to hide the pills that she's unlikely to discover. (Side note: in every relationship I think each partner should have some measure of privacy and a place to keep things that the other will not explore. But it's hard to establish that once the relationship is started, because it practically screams "I have things I want to hide from you." If that zone of privacy is established before the relationship gets serious, and each side understands that there are things - like a journal or diary - that need to be off-limits, it's a lot easier. And needless to say, that's not an excuse for putting the other person's health at risk.)

Yeah, there is nothing hotter than a man who gets off on your being a slut. My late husband used to let me sleep in on Saturday's while he lined up guys on Craigslist and the apps to fuck me all afternoon. He loved watching them breed me and fucking a cummy hole when they were done.

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so piggy and inspiring....and faggot is happy to share w you

Sometimes when i've been wonderfully fucked and used by a Man, my hole stays conquered for awhile. i kept searching for a word to describe how i feel, both my hole and my psychological hole. When a Man is fucking me, it's as if my hole 'tries' to say taut vs stretched, even though in my mind, i want to open up for Him. The idea of Him helping open my hole is a huge turn one and alliance i have with Him. i love Him for opening me and leaving His signature or 'mark' on my hole. i feel a sort of pride in His ownership. i noticed after getting fucked today (the above quoted fuck), that my hole was staying opened more and had a sort of itchy, used feel that kept me turned on reminding me of His cock and how He used it to mold my hole. Just finished showering and noticed that unless i consciously clench and work to hold my lips in, they push out in a sort of 'defeat'... and it is keeping me really turned on loving How this Man opened and molded and sort of defeated my ownership of my hole and made it His own. Thought some would like to see it, so i just took a picture of my sweet Latino Tops mark on my hole.

Fuck yes, fuck yes, fuck yes. Now it's a competition. I have to fuck him better than the other top(s). From the moment I realize he's loaded to the moment my swimmers cross the finish line (wherever that is) before all others. My boys always win the race. Or, with the stamina I know they have, there's a moment when all the cum inside you is mine. And then I'm the only one who really bred you. Yeah, I have no idea how competitive my sperm really are, but I like the thought. Cool fact: penises have mushroom heads so they can scrape other men's cum out of wherever it happens to be. That's the purpose. So if the other tops just like the satisfying feeling of entering a sloppy hole — it's good to know you're fucking a slut — I'll just let their seed chill on the bottom's balls and take that sperm race all for myself.

🙄 And what ‘cause’ would that be? Geez. The ones who want me to pay for their cock have always been up front about it to the point that I never see them in the room. No, buddy, I’m only ‘generous’ with my ass, but you can have all of that you want. I’ve never paid and I never will. I perform a public service, free of charge, and men not only come back for more again and again, they contact me asking for it. Thank you, but I don’t need to pay for your cock; all I have to do is lie ass-up and one will find its way in soon enough. If you want to donate to the cause, though, I wouldn’t be opposed…

so with all the bullshit of websites getting blocked my access is super spotty, just know that you guys have been getting me off for years and i am so very thankful.

Just left, my Latino FB. Was nearby and wanted to unload. i love a Tops spontaneous desire to cum. i never want a Man to have to masturbate when i have a hole that craves Him. i've gotten pretty good at prepping fast, took me 5 minutes and He was waiting in my driveway. Fuck yeah. No sucking this time, He just wanted to fuck. Think it only took Him 10 minutes and this time i felt His shoot... which i fucking love. i love feeling the contractions at the base of His cock as He spasms His seed deep inside of me. i'm having the best weekend, love being full of a Mans seed. fuck, i feel awesome, can barely walk straight... which is probably appropriate for a bottom with a full, gaped hole.

It's a chemical reminder of what you're meant for when you're meant to fuck and breed, too, not just if you're meant to take it. My cock swells up. The veins pop out. If I'm fucking, I FUCK. Deep long dicking, so fast my balls look blurry, and when I get to the end I try to dig deeper. Usually no closer to finishing at the end, though. I'll take a hit right before entering him, and that one is different. I'll go in slowly and deliberately; I don't fuck the way I will on my next hit. Sometimes I feel it take effect, which really enhances the awesome experience of having a bottom yield to me and take me inside him. If I'm getting sucked, the instinct is to go in all the way and hold his head down until I've had enough, then just fuck his throat. It only takes that first hit to get me started, too, @ErosWired. Just the smell is erotic but doesn't really flip a switch in my head — I need to get that raging boner. Then I get even more aggressive. I take what I want. That attitude stays after the poppers fade. It's the attitude pig bottoms want, and he's getting the attitude I want as he tries not to spill the bottle. Yeah, if you can't tell, thinking about that smell kinda gets me horny. Poppers are absolutely not only for bottoms.

Part 2 of Jags stud. I wrote first part driving to hotel, so now the good stuff. His cock felt nice and thick when I felt him up at bar. Come to find out he was definitely a grower. Once he got fully hard after giving him a bj, he was a good 8+! He was quite an aggressive fuck, and pumped his load in me in about 15 minutes. We were able to pull up the game on my phone and decided to watch. Yea we were diehard fans! When Jax pulled off a miracle and won by 1, he fucked me again even harder!

Oh lord, where to start. First: As for "waiting as long as it takes" - (a) you are essentially saying you want to go into a relationship with someone expecting him to eventually change his mind about something very specific and personal to him, on which he's already made a choice. This is sort of like the gay equivalent of those straight couples who get married despite one saying he/she is adamantly against having children and the other saying he/she is determined to have a family. Each one hopes - indeed, expects - the other one to come around to his/her point of view. And sometimes that happens, but a lot of the time - probably most of the time - it doesn't, and the relationship ends because in the end the two people, no matter how they feel about each other, want incompatible things. That's the boat you're in. You want a versatile partner. He is not a versatile man. He's made it clear he's a top, and he's even offered you a way that you can satisfy the physical need you have for topping, but in a manner you don't find acceptable. Well, tough love time: we can't always get what we want, life is about compromise, expecting the other guy to be the one to bend and make the major compromise is a fool's errand. Second: you've been "dating" all of two months. I put that in quotes because it didn't even begin as dating, but as a hookup, and yet you already are calling it a "serious relationship" and professing your love. Girl, dial it back a notch or ten; whatever you're feeling, pleasant ass it may be, isn't developed to the point you could call it a "serious relationship" involving "love". It might develop into that, at some point; it might even be semi-serious dating. But not to the level you seem to think you're at. Third: You said yourself you're monogamously wired, and he says he's fine with an open relationship. Has he expressly, clearly, and plainly said he will be happy in a monogamous relationship with you? Does he profess to love you the way you think you love him? Given the 14 year age gap between you, I'd certainly be treading carefully - not because relationships with an age gap that large can't work, but because you're at very different points in your life and he's had 14 years for his outlook to solidify. While the adage "can't teach an old dog new tricks" isn't quite the right one, he's had a lot longer to figure out what works for him in life, and what doesn't, and going into a "relationship" with the express notion that you're going to bottom for him until some magical moment when he, I don't know, comes to his senses and discovers he wants to bottom sometimes too seems like a really, really bad idea. Because my guess is, you'll stay and stay and stay in that mis-aligned relationship until you realize you're in your 30's and you haven't topped in a decade and you've missed out on a lot of things you really, really wanted to experience. And that will be happening as he hits solidly into middle age and is (likely) slowing down himself some, and you'll end up resenting having waited through your prime for something that was never on the table to begin with. There's nothing wrong with continuing to see this guy, but you might seriously reconsider this idea that you're already in love in a serious relationship. Because it seems to me you've identified a fundamental incompatibility in what you two want from a relationship, and the question isn't "How can I make him change?" or even "How do I make myself happy while I wait for him to change?" but instead "Can I be happy with this man, as he is, under the terms he's willing to live?" And if not, best to end it now.

I sometimes see a older Dom who locks me up and has his way with me. Our sessions can be quite extensive lasting for many hours. Generally he locks me in chastity as soon as I arrive and then does as he wishes. My jaw usually hurts for days from all the oral and my ass takes a beating too. The very first time we met it never came up in conversation if we would be "Safe" or not. I just let him take the lead and do as he wished. Was so happy to see and feel that raw cock when it came time to fuck.

Hooked up with a Bottom off of Grindr this last Thursday. He invited me over to his place but when I said I could be there in just a few minutes he said to wait as there was another Top he had contacted first and he was on his way. I parked across the street and down a little bit from his house and watched the other guy pull up, go inside and a few minutes later come back out and leave. The Bottom text me to come in before the guy had even pulled away. I walked into his place and he was bent over on the bed. His ass had lube or cum glistening on it and I wasted no time sliding inside and breeding his used hole. I must of pumped a gallon of cum deep inside him.

There is nothing like being high and being used as a fuck hole.

**This is fantasy and fiction. And the purpose of the article is not to encourage unsafe sex. Any resemblance to someone's life is purely coincidental. Nothing in this work should in any way be construed as medical advice or instruction.** ~~~~~~~ Chapter 15. On Sunday evening, Tom returned home to his parents. Before leaving, Mark and Peter had both fucked Tom and seeded Tom's ass. Peter had changed Tom's butt plug to a much larger one. Peter noted that Tom's hole had already loosened enough that the average plug would no longer hold the sperm well enough inside Tom. The whole bus ride home, Tom thought about what had happened over the weekend. The whole way Tom rocked himself against the seat of the bus and felt how the ass plug rubbed Tom's prostate wonderfully. At home, mother had cooked dinner and the whole family, mother, father and big brother Dan, were eating at the dining table. The parents wanted to hear how Tom's weekend went and if Tom had a good time. Tom invented all the lies that he and his friend had done during the weekend and assured that the weekend was very successful. After finally getting to his own room, Tom got to play with the new butt plug that Peter gave him. Tom pulled it out and pushed it back countless times until finally he fell asleep. The week started quite normally. On Monday morning, Tom left for his summer job at a sporting goods store in a nearby shopping center and returned home in the evening. Again, before falling asleep, Tom played with his plug again. On Wednesday morning at the breakfast table, Tom's phone beeped. Mark had sent him a Whatsapp message with the text: Now the movie trailer is finally ready and a link to a page where Tom himself has previously gone to watch gay sex videos. Tom's head went blank for a moment, until he remembered the Saturday night videographers. Hell, thought Tom. He had forgotten the whole thing and the video taken on Saturday had apparently been put online, concluded Tom. Tom ate really quickly and told his parents and Dan that there was a message from work that he should get there as soon as possible. Tom pedaled his bike to work as fast as he could and almost ran to the basement of the sports store where there were changing rooms, showers and toilets. Tom went straight into one of the booths and locked the door. Hands shaking, he opened a link in a Whatsapp message that led to a video: TRAILER: TOXIC INNOCENCE. The video was about 5 minutes long with a lot of quick cuts. At the beginning, pictures of a smiling and innocent Tom were shown, as well as clips of Grinder messages between Tom and Mark. Tom reminded many times that all sex must be absolutely safe. After that, the situation suddenly changes when the video shows the events in Tom's motel room, where it is clearly seen how Tom himself tears the rubber from Mark's cock and places cock on Tom's unprotected hole. On the beach, it is shown how Tom goes to the bathroom with unknown men with big dicks. Every viewer knows what it's about. It is also shown how Tom rides Mark's unprotected cock on the beach and how the men gathered around jerk off in heat and encourage the little slut to take the sperm inside him. In the end, blindfolded Tom is shown begging unknown men to empty their bags into Tom's hole. At the end of the video, it is said that the full-length film TOXIC INNOCENCE will be released soon. Tom is shocked at how Mark and Peter posted the video without Tom getting approval first. At the same time, however, Tom had to admit to himself that the video was starting to tickle his ass again. Just an ass plug is no longer enough, Tom needs to get cum in his ass again.

Laying Out With Steve Part 3 Chad pulled my ass apart and asked his man, "want in baby?". Bruce tossed his phone and stepped in closer to slide his now hard leaking cock into my cunt. I couldn't believe it. Bruce wasted no time in fucking me fully and hard, and soon yelled out he was cumming! he pushed deep and started cumming, leaning in to whisper, "Steve is so fucking lucky, take my cum deep boy". "give it to me daddy" is all I could muster. After Bruce pulled out, and more cum fell out, I gathered myself and headed to Steve's bathroom to get cleaned up, but before leaving I turned to Chad and Bruce. "thank you!! that was so fucking hot and I loved every bit and ounce of it". I left them kissing and whispering. After cleaning up in Steve's bathroom and getting dressed in my skimpy thong, I exited Steve's room. Upon entering the living room Chad and Bruce were gone but I could definitely see spots on the couch where pools of cum had landed. The memory flashed in my head of what had taken place with that gorgeous couple, I started getting hard once again. I had to quickly head to the kitchen and get my mind on something else. Steve was in the kitchen talking to another friend of his when I entered. I walked straight to Steve and kissed him deeply. The friend exited saying something about 'privacy', but I was glad we were alone. Steve's hand drifted to my ass cheeks and moved the thong from my ass crack. My hand went to Steve's big cock and I felt him getting hard in my hand. When Steve's fingers finally entered me I moaned into his mouth and pulled away. "Thank you baby", I whispered to Steve. Steve just smiled and said, "I thought you would enjoy those two and I am glad you all were able to make it happen." I could feel Steve's cock hard as rock now. "Please fuck me now baby, I need your cock in me". Steve answered, "not yet Tim, but soon. I want you and need to cum in you again". He continued, "fuck, they really filled you up, didn't they boy?". "Yes daddy, so full...I loved it and can't wait for you to add to their hot cum". Steve growled a little, "I know baby boy, soon" Removing his fingers from my ass he said, "Lets fuck a little later boy. I need it bad, but want to make sure everyone is still having a good time". I patted Steve's big cock, knowing he is leaking already, and said "yes sir. let me make some rounds to see what people need". Steve patted my ass one more time, "thank you Tim". I left Steve in the kitchen, my hard cock was still obvious, but I didn't really care at this point. My poor thong did it's damnedest to keep my cock bound and restrained. As soon I was outside I noticed a lot of men were now naked, most semi hard but just talking with other men. In one corner of the pool a hot older man sat on the edge and a younger guy sucked his cock, others watched with enthusiasm to see him blow in the guys mouth. Another area, under a bigger umbrella one guy was riding another man, bareback, and some were standing around stroking their cocks and watching. While those two scenes held some focus, for the most part men were enjoying the drinks, conversation, and sun. I walked around, my dick slowly shrinking, and asked if anyone needed anything. A bunch of polite 'no thank yous', and an occasional comments such as "yes, your sweet ass on my cock" followed by laughter. I smiled, blushed a little, and then said 'thank you' with a smile. I came upon Chad and Bruce. They were laying out on some of the chairs, Chad was laying on his back while Bruce was sunning his backside and resting peacefully. Chad noticed me as I approached. "Hi Chad, do you two need anything?". "No thanks Tim, we definitely got what we wanted", Chad said and smiled. I moaned out load, "that was my first time doing that Chad, but thank you and I loved it so much." "Definitely our pleasure Tim, as I said before, Steve is very lucky". I think I saw Chad's cock twitch a little, but I knew his balls were definitely empty, "maybe sometime the four of us could hang out again, I wold love that", I added. "I hope so!" said Chad. "If you ever want to talk about things again, please let me know. I realize it is an exciting, maybe even scary, time for you right now. We can talk about anything, anytime." I thought for a moment and said "thank you". I continued, "well, if you two need anything just wave me down. enjoy yourselves and make sure to give me a hug before you go". "oh we will". Chad said. I moved on and did more rounds, taking a few drink orders. Steve was out of the kitchen now chatting with friends, but this time he had removed his bathing suit and stood there naked, nothing but a cock ring on, showing up that gorgeous cock that was aching to stand at attention. When I entered the kitchen I also removed my thong and let my cock free, which felt great. I got the couple of drinks and carried them out to those men that were waiting. After dropping off the drinks I joined Steve with his naked friends. My hand when to his hip and his hand went right to my ass cheek, without a break in conversation. I loved that, and so did my cock apparently...I felt my dick start to stir and I knew it would be so easy to get fully hard. I quickly glanced down and noticed Steve's cock starting to move, and I think the guys we were chatting with noticed as well as they each glanced at me and smiled. Soon the other guys excused themselves and Steve and I were left there alone. Steve asked, "do you think everyone is taken care of and happy?". I looked around, "yes, I think they are. everyone seems to be enjoying themselves". "Not me" Steve said, and continued "it is time boy. I need to unload in your ass. Go get on my bed, ass up, and wait for me". I quickly squeezed Steve's cock and left for the bedroom and Steve's bed, my favorite place in this house. By the time I reached the patio door I was hard and it was pretty obvious. I quickly moved through the living room and down the hallway to Steve's room. Since I had nothing to remove, I quickly got on the bed. I moved the pillow down so I could rest my head on it and laid down, on my stomach, but kept my ass up in the air. My cock couldn't hang completely as I was hard, but the precum dripping was like a steady stream. I waited for a few minutes, but it seems like an eternity before I heard Steve enter, and slightly close the door, without pushing it all the way shut. "fuck boy, I am so fucking horny for you and need to give you all of my cum", Steve said while walking towards the bed. I looked back and saw my man's cock was up, rock hard, and leaking. I smiled. "Please baby, fuck me full". Steve approached the bed and got on behind me. I felt him take both ass cheeks in his hand and kneaded them roughly. "I heard Chad and Bruce both fucked you good, did you like that Tim?". "yes sir, I loved it, but want your cum in me now, please". Steve moaned and spread my ass cheeks...and rubbed his leaking cock head all over my ring and ass crack, leaving trails of his salty goodness. He then surprised me by pulling back and bit and shoving his face into my crack, tongue entered me as deep as he could. Pulling back he said "I can taste their cum in you baby, fuck you are so hot". He continued tongue fucking me for a few more minutes. I was so happy and so turned on. Steve pulled back and replaced his cock at my hole. "I can't take it boy, I need to fuck you". with that Steve put his thick cock head at my hole and eased in. normally, he stopped when his cock head was in me, to let me adjust and for him to leak in me a little, but this time Steve continued pushing the entire length of his big cock. I felt him pull my hips back into his waist and I could now feel his sexy pubes on my ass cheeks. Steve pulled his cock almost all the way out and slid back in to me, one full motion. I was definitely getting all of his cock and he was more forceful than he had been when I stayed with him. I could tell the animal in him needed to fuck and breed as animals do. I knew Steve's balls were so full by now and I had to feel them in my hand. I reached under my leaking cock and held his big full balls in my hand. "Daddy, your balls are so full. Please fuck me full and drain your load into me". Steve moaned, "yes son, I am going to breed you again. I want to knock you up boy, take my poz cum". Steve started pumping faster and faster, full length strokes in my ass. I knew he was getting close, especially when I felt him get a little thicker and really hitting my womb hard. "here it comes baby, take my poz load" Steve shouted and buried deep in me. He was swelling and shooting his poz cum deep in me, again, and my cock had had enough, ropes of my still neg cum shot all over Steve's bed. we were cumming together and it felt perfect, and natural for us. Finally I collapsed on the bed with Steve's cock still in me, he was grinding his hips into me, getting the last of his cum drained out of his balls. It was then that we heard the sound from the door. I looked back in surprise, as did Steve, and we saw the older gentlemen from the pool, that was getting his cock sucked, fucking the same younger guy at the doorway..and in that moment all four of us connected with our stares and the older man started to cum in his guy. Steve leaned his head to my ear, "Tim, our fucking is so hot, everyone wants to see. I love fucking you boy". it was music to my ears...I was so happy, and fulfilled, taking this man's cum in me...hoping he would truly knock me up.

**This is fantasy and fiction. And the purpose of the article is not to encourage unsafe sex. Any resemblance to someone's life is purely coincidental. Nothing in this work should in any way be construed as medical advice or instruction.** ~~~~~~~ Chapter 14. The next morning, Tom woke up from Mark's bedroom. He couldn't remember how he got there. Tom was in the middle of the bed, Mark on the left and Peter on the right. Mark and Peter had already woken up earlier. It soon became clear to Tom that Mark and Peter were a couple, and Gay Sauna was the business they ran together. Peter took care of Sauna's practical matters and Mark organized events and programs in Sauna. Very soon Tom realized that he had been the attraction of the previous evening. Mark and Peter's Sauna was especially popular with poz men, but Mark and Peter assured that almost all the gays in the city went there. Some of the negative customers used prep and some did not. Some of the poz men were also medicated, but according to Peter and Mark's understanding, some were sometimes off meds. Peter said that there has always been a big bowl of condoms at the reception desk since the sauna was founded, but neither of them had ever seen anyone take rubber out of the bowl. Also, neither of them had ever seen anyone use rubber in the sauna. Peter happily said that last night had beaten all previous records. Never before had so many men visited the sauna during the same evening. The advertising tour at the beach had been a blast. The pictures taken of Tom on the beach riding Mark's cock and his face covered in sperm had circulated throughout the day in the city's gay community and advertised the main event of the evening. "Innocent looking young man, but whenever possible an uninhibited cum pig". Tom was absolutely stunned. How was Mark able to advertise Tom's fucking, even though Tom hadn't even promised to go to the sauna with Mark? "You can't be that naive," said Peter. "As soon as you took the condom off my cock on Friday, it was clear that you can't stop taking cum if there's just cum available. You're nothing but a natural cumdump," laughed Mark. "Do you realize that those fifteen minutes on Friday were the first and last time you had a condom up your ass. You wouldn't be happy if the man inside you shot his sperm into the condom. You just want raw cock and you never say no to loads," said Peter. "When I watched your breeding on the hidden camera on Friday, I immediately realized that we have a real treasure in our hands. A pure no load refused cum bucket," continued Peter. Yesterday in the sauna, Tom couldn't get enough of cock and sperm. Fucking and breeding had continued long into the night. In the end, Mark and Peter just had to close the place when the men were tired and went home. Fortunately, Tom had finally fallen asleep. Mark had put the butt plug that Peter had given back into Tom's gaping ass. And there it still is. Tom was shocked. These older men had read Tom like an open book and everything that had happened after Friday was carefully planned.

**This is fantasy and fiction. And the purpose of the article is not to encourage unsafe sex. Any resemblance to someone's life is purely coincidental. Nothing in this work should in any way be construed as medical advice or instruction.** ~~~~~~~ Chapter 13. What Tom didn't know was that the moment he was blindfolded, two videographers had appeared around the sling, accurately recording every load of sperm injected into Tom. The cameras accurately record every man who ejaculates and what Tom's face looks like when the sperm is emptied into Tom's hole. Everyone can see that Tom was born to be a cumdump. You can see from Tom's face that he highly values every sperm load. Mark thought this would be an important piece of evidence for Tom in case he began to doubt the wisdom of letting the anon men empty their sperm into Tom's bare ass. You can also see from the video that sperm is always sperm. Tom's reaction is always exactly as horny whether it's the sperm of a fat man, a homeless man or a young muscular stud. The men who had a biohazard tattoo on their chest were no exception either. Equally grateful, Tom accepted the hot load of sperm. Another new man was about to fuck Tom's ass, when Mark came to Tom's side. Mark whispered if Tom wanted blindfold taken out. Tom nodded in agreement. It took Tom a while to get used to the light again, but soon he saw that this time he was being fucked by the reception clerk. After a while, Tom noticed that there was a small scorpion tattooed next to the clerk's cock. A bit later Tom realized what that meant. He had seen a similar tattoo in a video and remembered that the name of the video had been something like "Scorpio pozzes willing negative hole". Tom desperately looked into Mark's eyes, but couldn't get a word out of his mouth. Mark smiled, nodded and stroked Tom's head. “You just have to say if you want Peter to stop fucking. Peter will do it right away if you want”, said Mark. The problem was, Tom didn't want to. It was just as Mark had said earlier. Tom's ass was Tom's only sexual organ. Tom felt alive as the raw cock moved back and forth in Tom's ass, finally injecting his nectar of life deep into Tom's guts. "Yes breed me, please" was all that came out of Tom's mouth. At the same time, Tom noticed how one video camera was filming Tom's face, the other was filming the back and forth movement of Scorpio's cock in Tom's ass. The movements became more jerky and finally Peter released his sperm inside Tom. "Yeah, you little neg slut. Take my toxic sperm," shouted Peter. When Tom's heat leveled off a little, he asked Mark what those cameramen think they are doing. It is absolutely impossible that they can film Tom taking bare cocks and loads one after one in a sling. Mark comforted that the video will only be for Tom's own use, if he so wishes. Doesn't he remember how Blake had also been in the video and how hot the movie had looked. But it's entirely up to Tom who shows the movie. If Tom wants, he can also destroy the videos right at the end of the evening. But he still recommends that Tom at least watch the videos before they are destroyed. Again the new cock pushed into Tom's now wide open hole. Tom was no longer able to discuss the video with Mark because the new cock and man took all of Tom's attention. Tom thought he'd discuss this video thing with Mark later and once again surrendered to the wonderful filling sensation of a brand new raw cock.

**This is fantasy and fiction. And the purpose of the article is not to encourage unsafe sex. Any resemblance to someone's life is purely coincidental. Nothing in this work should in any way be construed as medical advice or instruction.** ~~~~~~~ Chapter 12. Mark asked how Tom felt about being fucked. Tom told Mark that he was almost in heaven and he had never felt anything so exciting. Mark said he knows the feeling, but he's sure there's another way to take the feeling even higher. Mark held up the leather blindfolds for Tom to see. Mark said that he was sure that blindfolded, Tom would be freed from all distractions and would be able to focus completely on what gives him the greatest satisfaction. Just to feel the throbbing cocks in Tom's ass. Tom was so horny again that he didn't remember to use his little brain. Mark handed the blindfolds to a man standing nearby, who secured the blindfolds to Tom's eyes. Again, Mark had been right. Tom was able to focus much more intensely on the rubbing sensation that Mark's cock was creating in Tom's ass. Tom could also hear the sounds around him better than before. The jingle of sling chains and the chattering comments of the men around. Suddenly Mark pulled out of Tom's ass and said that Tom's ass feels so good that he has to take a little break. Mark said he doesn't want to spray his sperm too fast. Tom's disappointment didn't last long as he felt the new cock on his ass and soon inside him. Tom guessed that this cock was shorter, but slightly thicker than Mark's. Very quickly the man grunted loudly and Tom felt the sperm squirt inside him. Again, the public made noise. "Yeah give him the seed", "Fill him up", "What a happy slut", "He needs more"... Tom flew in his own spheres. He could no longer keep count of how many different cocks had been thrust into him and how many loads of cum had been injected into his bare ass. Tom was also surprised that more men knew about Tom's birthday. Several men growled at the moment of releasing "take my gift". Mark had to tell the men that Tom had just turned 18 when they wanted to celebrate Tom with their gift.

Chapter 3. Although Tom had been dreaming about having sex with Mark for a couple of weeks, he hadn't been able to imagine how it actually felt. Mark handled Tom's hole with sure and experienced touches. Tom's desire to have Mark's cock inside him grew moment by moment. Mark kept praising Tom's hole as delicious, lovely and sweet. Mark was also clearly teasing Tom by talking about Tom's perfect cum hole and how good the hole would look seeded with a bare cock. Tom couldn't get the picture out of his mind, where Mark's thick cock was without a condom in bottom's ass. Finally, it was time to start the real fucking. Mark teased Tom by rubbing his raw cock around Tom's asshole. The hole was wet from the pre-cum of Mark's cock. Mark asked Tom if he was absolutely sure that he wanted cock wrapped in a condom instead of raw cock. Mark said he knows from experience that raw feels much better though. Tom reached for the condom package next to him and handed it to Mark. As I wrote to you, I don't want to get any STDs from my first fuck. Mark was disappointed, but obeyed Tom's wish. He opened the condom package and slipped the condom over his rock hard cock. However, the main thing was that he got to pop the 18-year-old boy's cherry first. Mark placed his wrapped hard cock in Tom's hole and started thrusting inside. Experienced Mark was soon balls deep in Tom's ass. He let Tom get used to it for a while and then started moving purposefully back and forth. Tom moaned in both pain and lust. Mark increased the power and speed and praised Tom's ass. Again Mark mentioned that getting fucked raw feels even better. Tom was in the hills of happiness. For the first time he felt a man's cock in his ass and it felt perfect. He knew he hadn't been waiting for this for nothing. The image of Mark's bare cock still haunted Tom's mind. Mark had been fucking Tom's ass for at least 15 minutes when Tom suddenly put his hand at the base of Mark's cock. Without saying anything, Tom began to slide the condom along Mark's cock towards its tip. Finally, the condom was completely gone and Mark's cock was standing firmly towards Tom's hole. Tom placed the cock's helmet on his hole, but still said nothing. Mark asked if Tom was sure. If he pushed in now, he surely wouldn't be able to pull out again until he had seeded Tom. Tom said he was sure.

Laying out with Steve Part 2 previous... 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! Steve and I soon fell asleep. What a wonderful nights sleep I had while laying in his bed, the warmth, the occasional caress and being able to rest my hand on that gorgeous cock anytime I wanted, the best. I woke briefly very early in the morning, with that feeling of Steve's leaking cock between my ass cheeks...and my ass being spread open by Steve's hand. I knew he wanted in me again, and I whispered "fuck me baby, please". Steve placed his leaking cock head against my hole and pushed in. My ass was more than ready for him now, with two of loads in me already. He leaned into my ear and whispered, "I didn't want to wake you Tim, but I need to cum again, I want you to have my poz cum in you forever". He was fucking me faster now, know it was turning him on to think about spraying his seed in me once again. I reached behind me and placed my fingers along his bare shaft, "yes sir, cum in me, please cum deep in me". That was all it took for Steve to lose control. He pushed in as far as he could and I felt his cock stiffen and pulse inside of me. So many shots of his hot poz cum. we panted for a long time, him rubbing my body and telling me how hot I was and how much he loved fucking me. We were soon falling asleep again, but this time with him still in my ass. I never felt him get out of bed, but when I woke around 8am, Steve was already up, showered and gone. I found a note on the kitchen counter: Tim! What happened last night? I loved every moment of it and so glad the day, and night, went the way it did. I truly hope you are not having second thoughts or regrets today. I would love to talk to you more about last night and how you are feeling today. Please call anytime. I will be back later if you want to stick around, had to run some errands. Steve PS. I am having a pool party next weekend with a few friends, please think about coming, I would love to have you here. I read the note a second time and started to daydream about what had actually happened. From laying out to Steve cumming in me three times. While my head was all over the place with thoughts, my cock was reacting for sure. how could it not. Steve is everything I had fantasized about for so long. I needed to talk to him. I called later that evening and had a great talk with him. We talked about what my options were, but he definitely has his opinion. I absolutely loved his outlook on poz/neg sex (and love). Eventually this moved into very explicit topics, but we tried to stay away from all out masturbating on the phone! After hanging up with Steve I felt better and wasn't going to worry about things right then and there. As I got ready for bed, I logged on to BBRT once again to send Steve a quick note, but he had beaten me to it. I opened the message from Steve that basically said, "my cock is aching to breed you again Tim". That is all it took to send my cock to full hardness! I quickly wrote back, thank you dad, I fucking love your cock, and sent it. I think my choice was becoming clearer to me. I didn't want to stop Steve fucking me, at all. The week went by slowly, more slow than usual it seemed as I had already decided to go to Steve's pool party the coming weekend. Steve asked about it and I finally relented. While the party was intended to be 'clothing optional', I thought I should start in something tiny and a little see through. I chose a male see through thong bikini I found online. I tried it on as soon as it arrived. I put it on in the bathroom so I could see the results. It was incredible, but barely held my cock and balls, especially if I started to get hard. I also wanted to see it on while wearing my black rubber cock ring. I took the bikini off, but had to wait for my cock to settle down before putting on my cock ring. Once on, I modeled the bikini again, fucking nice. I had to wear this to Steve's. Soon enough Saturday arrived, it was a long week at work and without masturbating all week, and talking to Steve several times about party planning and attendees, I was leaking often. My balls were so full. I drove over to Steve's house early to help get ready for the party. I wore the bikini, and cock ring, under some loose shorts and a tshirt. I knocked on Steve's door but was let in within a minute, he must have been waiting. I immediately went to Steve and gave him a big hug, he kissed me and held my ass in his hands. I could feel him getting hard against me, loved that feeling. Steve let me go and had me step back so he could look me up and down. It is then I noticed his soiled shorts and now semi hard cock pushing against the thin fabric. His shorts were wet in several spots from his heavy precum. "Tim you look so good, is that what you are wearing today?". "Nope", I said as I pulled down my shorts to reveal the thong bikini. I did a quick turn around for Steve. "Fuck boy, you look so fucking good". Steve pulled me back to him so his hardening cock, held back by his shorts, was pushing on my bare ass cheeks. I could now feel the wetness of his precum soaked shorts on my ass. "Do we have to wait baby, I need to fuck you so bad", Steve asked. I reached behind me and gripped his big cock, "yes sir, we must wait. Some time today, I will be ass up on your bed waiting!" Steve patted my now hard cock through my bikini and said, "I can't wait". Steve and I hurriedly prepared his house for the party. Steve asked that I be in charge of drinks and refreshments, making sure his guests were taken care of. No problem here. Before the guests were to arrive, Steve said he was going to get changed into swimwear and suggested I should do the same. I followed Steve to his bedroom. Steve held up a small swimsuit for him and started stripping to change. I peeled off my shorts to reveal my suit to him. I looked at Steve and he was standing naked, cock rising as he stared at me again. "Oh Tim, this is going to be a great day". I crossed the room and rubbed his shiny wet cock head with my finger, and brought it to my mouth while looking him in the eyes. "yes it is sir! See you soon" I said as I left the room. Steve and I were finishing up, making sure there were towels and sunscreen at the ready all around the pool, even 'party' boxes with poppers and lube, but no condoms. Steve said condoms weren't necessary for this party. Guests started arriving shortly before the 'official' pool party time. Steve greeted each guest and occasionally would look for me to meet 'so and so'. A couple of occasions I could see why. One such couple was Chad and Bruce, I could tell immediately. Both were older than I, great physical shape, and wearing netting bikini's that left nothing to the imagination. Both Chad and Bruce were packing big cocks, big and soft so I could only imagine how they were when hard. "Tim this is Chad and Bruce, great friends of mine, so take special care of them" Steve said while laughing. I shook both their hands. Chad said, "great to finally meet you Tim, Steve has talked about you a lot". I looked at Steve with a 'concerned' but not really concerned look. Soon enough, most of the guests had arrived. Looking around at the guests I could tell most were older, in Steve's age range, and some younger. There were only a few 'unattached' guys it appeared, but they were involved in great conversations. Some had already taken their shorts, or swimwear off, and were sunning around the pool or in the pool cooling off. I was busy getting drinks for people, but I definitely got to be privy to some close up cock shots or conversations about sex life! It was fantastic. Every once in a while I would get close to Steve and be a part of his world. He would usually put his arm around me and cup my ass in his hands, which I loved. Soon after that I was in the kitchen, by myself, getting another round of margaritas for a trio when Chad appeared in the kitchen and asked if I needed a hand. I turned around and saw him there, see through bikini still in place but I could see it straining now. Chad's eyes were not on mine, but rather at my waist where he was just staring at my ass. "Thank you, that is sweet, but I think have it, but if you wouldn't mind can you get me three limes?". Chad moved to get the limes and put one in each cup. "Thank you for doing this Tim, and it really is great to finally meet you. Steve has chatted you up all week, so finally nice to put a....face, and ass, to the name. You know Tim, Steve has told us everything, about your weekend last week. I think it is fucking great you to finally go together." "um, everything?" I asked. "yes Tim, everything. I know you are neg and my guy got to breed you three times last weekend", Chad said. I could definitely see his cock start to strain hard against the material. Fuck! This man is hot, I mean Steve is my fantasy confirmed, but this man is hot too, and a huge cock to go with it. Just as I was about to ask Chad what he thought Steve popped in the kitchen. "ahhh, so glad you to have a chance to chat and get to know each other" Steve said as he pushed by us. "I just need to get a couple beers and I will be out of your way". I asked if he needed any help and he said "no, I got it baby, hang here with Chad and get to know him". As he said this, Steve patted me on the bare ass and squeezed my cheek. I saw Chad wink at Steve as he left the kitchen. "Yes Tim, hand with me a moment and get to know me" Chad said. "Steve is so very lucky, Bruce and I both think so. To fall for a neg guy and he to be ok with his status, wow! I love it.". Chad then reached down and pulled his bikini to the side letting his big growing cock fall out. He stroked that massive cock once and said "very lucky, damn". I was mesmerized, but needed to get these drinks out. I told Chad, I need to get these drinks out but love to chat in a bit. I proceeded to squeeze by Chad with my bare ass against him. He reached out and pulled me in tight with a bear hug, his big cock above my ass cheeks...smearing his precum all over. "I will be waiting, how about in the living room". Chad said. I quickly distributed the drinks I had, and had someone even say...what is that on his ass, it looks he brushed up against someone and then some laughing! I just smiled as I went back into the house. Chad was not in the kitchen, but I soon found him sitting in the living room, enjoying a cold drink, and cock covered once again. I got my drink and sat on the couch with him, one leg up and facing him opposite on the couch. Chad drew one leg up and re-positioned to face me. "Now, where were we?" he said. His hand had fallen to his bikini and big cock again. "Ah yes, you and Steve enjoying poz/neg sex. Can I ask, how are you feeling about it now?" Chad said while pulling the cloth back to expose his rapidly growing cock. Now it was my turn, my cock was also very hard and now leaking, after a week of sustaining this was bound to happen. "Sure. Of course I was not fully committed to making anything happen with Steve. I have grown so fond of him as a friend, of course lusted after him in my fantasy world, but didn't think it would happen. Then last weekend....wow. I couldn't refuse, he is so hot and I wanted him in me so bad, everything happened so fast, and so naturally." I was day dreaming remembering Steve fucking me hard from behind the first time. "fuck Chad, I haven't cum all week and now I have to relive that" I laughed. Chad was now slowly stroking his cock. "You know he can poz you right?. I mean I would too, given the chance", Chad said while milking a massive ooze of precum from his big cock. "fuck that is hot Chad, does Bruce know you are in here with me?" I asked. "Yes, he is the one that emboldened me to go chat with you" Chad said while laughing. "fuck Chad" I said again. "I don't think Steve would want anything to happen between us". From behind me I heard Steve say, "I wouldn't bet on that boy.". I whipped around to see Steve there. "All I ask is that you get a picture of the deed being done, and no cumming Tim...that is for me", Steve said while gripping his cock. He turned and left Chad and I alone. "Now boy, put that drink down and suck daddy's cock", Chad said while holding his hard cock in his hand. I put my drink down and got on the floor in front of Chad. I milked his oozing cock and swallowed his precum goodness. I sucked on Chad's cock as best I could, stretching my mouth. when I had Chad's cock slick with precum and spit, he told me to get up and bend over....giving my ass to his tongue. Chad tongue fucked my ass for several minutes, leaving me weak kneed and both of us moaning. Finally he leaned back and said "You need to sit on my cock Tim". I turned and straddled Chad, with his big wet dick sliding between my ass cheeks. he said, "I want to give you my poz seed boy". I looked down and now I finally saw it, a bio haz tattoo right above his cock, faint, but it was there. I moaned and reached around to guide him into my wet ass. Chad's cock head was soaking my ring and he was pushing as I pushed out to ease his cock into me. With a final 'pop' his cock head was in me and I was slowly inching down on that big dick. Chad's hands went to my waist and he slowed my decent on his cock until I had him all the way in me. He let me rest there to get used to his size, which I needed. after a minute, Chad pulled me up the length of his cock and slid me back down again. This continued for several minutes until he picked up the pace of him fucking me! "do you like my cock boy?" he said. all I could do was get short words out in moans. "fuck...love...need....your...cum". "you are going to get all of it baby boy, deep in your pussy". he said and pulled me down on his big dick one last time. I could feel him swell bigger and bigger and then I felt the throbbing of his balls pushing that hot poz cum up this is massive cock to my waiting womb. he was breeding me. my second poz man in a week. what the fuck! 🙂 my cock was oozing between us but I wouldn't dare touch my dick as I would explode. in a minute Chad reached around and pulled his still semi hard cock out of my ass and I could feel his load ooze out of me onto his balls. Then I heard the snapping of pictures. I turned to see Bruce there, cock hard, and phone in hand. "Perfect", Bruce said. Chad pulled my ass apart and asked his man, "want in baby?". Bruce tossed his phone and stepped in closer to slide his now hard leaking cock into my cunt. I couldn't believe it. Bruce wasted no time in fucking me fully and hard, and soon yelled out he was cumming! he pushed deep and started cumming, leaning in to whisper, "Steve is so fucking lucky, take my cum deep boy". "give it to me daddy" is all I could muster. After Bruce pulled out, and more cum fell out, I gathered myself and headed to Steve's bathroom to get cleaned up, but before leaving I turned to Chad and Bruce. "thank you!! that was so fucking hot and I loved every bit and ounce of it". I left them kissing and whispering. more to cum....

There was an event like this at club San Diego called Wallbanger once a month. Pre Covid. Not sure if they have restarted. They had a Twitter. Here’s a photo from it. Oh and slammer in LA also used to have one opening like that. [think before following links] https://wallbanger.club

**This is a work of fantasy and fiction. Any similarity to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental. Nothing in this work should be construed as medical advice in any way** THE TEN by @Vancrawman Chapter 1: Results The doctor looked up from the papers showing my lab results. He had a serious look on his face as he started reading them, at first all the usual tests – cholesterol levels, Vitamin D levels, and on and on, until he came to the one at which he paused – his index finger marking the spot on the page that he was slowly working up to explaining. “I'm sorry to have to tell you this, Randy, but your HIV test is positive,” he finally uttered these words in a sympathetic voice, searching with his eyes for a reaction from me. “OK,” I remarked, that's not totally a surprise, I figured it was bound to happen sooner or later,” was my response, which, while technically true, also totally ignored the fact that I had actively chased the bug for well over a year. (But I wasn't going to tell him that – would he understand bug chasers, anyway?) He was a young, gay doctor who was recommended to me after the older guy had retired. I knew he had grown up way after the sad days of HIV and as he began recounting all the ways for us to manage the infection, I was already forming an alternate plan in my mind – actually, it had always been part of the plan and now the first stage – my pozzing – was accomplished! There was no way I was going to tell him about ‘The Ten.’ Inside, I was so thrilled at this news, but I didn't want to disappoint this young doctor by telling him I wasn't going to be taking his meds – at least not for some time. So, I listened politely, nodding now and then, adding an “OK,” or a “Yes, I see” to the conversation. So, we'll start you right away on Maxalifam, which will lower your viral load down to undetectable levels. I’ll send the Rx to your pharmacy now,” he said, tapping into the laptop to send the medication request. “What is my viral load now, based on the blood test?,” I asked him, anticipating the level of my detectability, and wondering for a split-second if he detected worry or excitement in the way I formed the question. “Well, Randy, post-infection, viral load spikes. Yours right now is of 1.4 million, which means you should refrain from any condomless sex since you're very detectable and could pass on the virus to others, f they’re not on PrEP. But since, as you told me, you forgot your PrEP a few times, and as you know, condoms aren't foolproof, you might want to think about avoiding all sexual encounters until the meds do their thing.” He went on for about 10 more minutes, explaining some finer points of the medication regimen, but my mind was spinning inside: I was detectable, and what’s more, that was a high viral load! I crossed my legs to try to hide the burgeoning hardon under the flimsy paper examination gown, and I struggled again to pay attention to the earnest young doctor. “Any more questions?,” he asked. “I'm here for you at every step of the way. My nurse Keith is also available either by text or through the web portal, for any questions. ‘Oh yeah,” I replied, “I have spoken with Keith before, he’s a great guy.” “He sure is, Randy, and he and I are here for you with whatever you need. I’ll send Keith in now to coordinate your follow-up appointments and next lab tests.” As he went to leave, this young doctor turned back and reassured me “Don’t worry, Randy, we know what we’re dealing with and we’ll have you undetectable soon.” “Thanks, Doc, I’m looking forward to that,” I lied. “Oh, and I’m going to leave you with some brochures and information about the meds and the strategies to avoid passing on the virus to others,” handing over to me several pamphlets, “We will get you through this, Randy.” And with that he was out of the room. I spent the next few minutes trying to curtail my rigid newly-poz cock as it demanded attention. My mind was reeling, I was so excited. First things first, I texted my tattoo artist to tell him the good news. “Hey Eric, I’m coming in for the biohazard tat we spoke about, because guess what?! I finally qualify for it!” “CONGRATS!! , good going, brother! Do you know who did the deed?” 🍾 “Oh yeah, I sure do, and I can’t wait to tell him! He’s gonna be so proud!” With that, the door to the exam room started opening, Keith was turned away from me, wrapping up a conversation with a passing co-worker, so I finished up my text convo with Eric: “In fact, I’m gonna give him the good news right now!” “Great, man, I got time tomorrow afternoon for you to come in for the biohazard tat, and when you do, maybe you can recharge my hole with those fresh bugs, brother!” Your libido’s gonna go through the roof, man, now that you’re no longer shooting blanks!” “Be my honor to recharge you, stud!” I snap a quick pic of my cock and send it over to Eric. “Talk later” Opening the door, Keith, my doctor’s handsome nurse stepped into the room, grinning a broad smile. His lab coat was unbuttoned to reveal a big trouser bulge – he shut the door behind him and leaned into me for a deep passionate kiss. I felt his beard on my face and his burly arms wrapped around me. “I’m so happy you’ve got my strain inside you now, Randy” he whispered in my ear as his hands went straight down between my legs. “We’re connected now in such a natural, honest way!” “I knew those last few fucks and toothbrushings you did to me, Keith, would do the trick!” I’m just so happy and fucking excited thinking about passing on your strain! “Hey, it’s your strain now, too, brother! And now begins your next phase -- Yeah, man you gotta collect your 10 trophies now! I won’t be one of them since I gave it to you, but can you come by later and recharge me with that beautiful high viral load?” “Damn right, my friend, I’ve been waiting for the time I can recharge your hole and return the favor! But what am I gonna do with this now,” I remarked, pointing down to my rigid cock that Keith had so helpfully released from the inadequate covering of the paper gown. It was standing straight up at attention, opaque drops of pre-cum beading up on the head besides my 0g P.A. ring. “I gotta do this fast,” Keith cautioned, and then dropped to his knees and swallowed me whole, and began sucking. I didn’t try to hold out for very long as I was so fired up, and Keith was at work as well. “Let me take that first poz load of yours, Randy!” Toxic poz cum tastes so good! Give me a free sample of the recharge you’re gonna drill into my hole tonight! With that, I exploded into Keith’s mouth with a hot load of newly-toxic cum, and he swallowed it all down. “Mmmm, poz cum is so good! Nothing else like it!,” he exclaims after resurfacing off my cock. He brings his lips up to mine and I taste the poison seed I just created in my infected balls. As he reassembles himself, and I go to get dressed, buttoning up my pants against my still hard tool, Keith says to me “I have to get back to work, Randy, but come by my place at 8:00 tonight for that mutual recharge! Then we can talk about the plans for your Gifting Season. “Oh, you mean, ‘The Ten,” right? Yeah, I’ve already got a few in mind for conversion. We can go over it tonight.” “And Randy,” Keith says as lifts his shirt to reveal his furry hard midsection, you were my tenth, so I gotta get to Eric so he can add the “X” to this,” pointing to the biohazard tattoo just above his hot poz cock. With that, he makes a follow-up appointment for me then departs with a wicked smile. I gather my things to leave, and as I walk out of the building to the parking lot, I pass a young guy going in and instantly feel him checking me out, feeling a bit like a hunter looking at his prey, I think to myself how I’d love to infect him with my DNA and get me 10% of the way to my own Roman Numeral X next to the biohazard ink I’m getting tomorrow - Like Keith said, it is MY strain now. On the way to my car, I pass a trash can. I stop to look at the brochures the young doctor gave me, then throw them in the trash. ~TO BE CONTINUED~

So I 44m he is a 20yo South American boy who I have dating for about a month now after chatting online for a year. Over the past year he has told me how he loves seeing my slam videos online and how sexy I was. I asked him a few times if he partied like that , his response was a stern “NO” but he didn’t mind that I did. In my head I thought to myself “. If I can get him to hang just one night , I will get him slamming and loving it . So finally after a year of begging to go on a date he finally messaged me and asked me on a date. We made plans for that Friday for me to come to his place and we order in and watch a movie and just chill. Friday finally came and as I was packing a bag a of course packed all my pointing supplies , hehe, in hopes I would get to convert him . When I got to his place I was so nervous I could barely even speak especially since he came to the door wearing just a jockstrap. I was in awww as a gazed over his young furry (in all the right places ) muscular frat type body and huge package . His reply was “I knew you had a jockstrap fetish so I wore this for you “. He then made me strip down to my jockstrap then brought me in to his living room, while he went to the kitchen to grab drinks . I sat on the couch waiting for him to come back with our drinks. He sits next to me and we immediately start talking about Tina , mainly him asking tons of questions and me answering til about the 10th one and was like “how about I just show you “. He got really shy and quick change the topic “so tell me about your ex’s” he said , I told him how my past bf’s we were in open relationships, we loved having our cake and eating it to . (Him being so young ,20 , of course didn’t understand that saying). So I just continued explaining my history. I especially loved hearing about their hookups , turned me on knowing they were out slamming with other guys and getting fucked by the entire city . My friends would text me pics of my bf getting fucked by them or getting fucked at the party they were both at . He stated he has never been in an open relationship, but it sounds fun and is very interested. Earlier in the evening I asked him if he wanted to slam , he says to me , he definitely wants to try tina just not tonight as he is fumbling with his jockstrap,trying to hide a massive boner . (The kid is 5”10 170lbs with a 10x8 massive uncut cock ). Ha by the looks of it something wants it now. He tells me that on Saturday mornings he takes care of his 80yo uncle , his uncle counts on him so much . I was like well that’s just an amazing act of goodness(definitely scored some points there ), It was getting late so I decided to call it night just go home then and try another time. But then as we were hugging he made the first move by sucking on my neck and before u knew I had him bent over the back of the sofa and was eating his hot 24yo hairy ass and him begging for my Cock. We fucked for a couple hours til we both shot our loads all over each other just as his roomate was coming in the front door. Which was fucking so hot! We ended up falling asleep naked on his deep oversized couch. I wake next morning to his roomate on the other end of the couch jerking his 20 something huge cock , (kids these days all have monster dicks). So of course I crawl over between his legs and just start deep throating the fuck out of this kids Dick , He cums in a matter of seconds , shoots ropes upon ropes of cum down my throat , so much that I couldn’t even swallow anymore , and as I pull away from his cock it’s still shooting all over the couch between his legs and i swear it kept using cum for 15 min . It was the hottest thing ever . He says “you should see this cum shot when he fucks my boys ass”. He finally wakes up an hour later , and the three of us fucked before I had to leave for work at 11. As I was leaving I told the boy that I get off at 7 so let’s hangout again. He said of course but had a shitty grin on his face as I walked away. I didn’t think much of him since he said he was going to help be helping his uncle til around 5pm when I hadn’t heard from him all afternoon even after texting him a couple times. 7pm rolls around and I am heading home , I decide to call him to see if we are still on for tonight, he answers but his voice sounds really different, now it’s a change of voice pitch that I am very familiar with since I am a slammer and I could here porn playing in the background. I was like hey what’s going on where are u ? He replied “I did it babe , Please don’t be mad “ Did what I replied “I slammed babe , “. I was instantly rock hard and told him “ fuck no I am not mad, it’s fuckn hot babe , and so hot that ur fucking honest “. He tells me that he was so turned on by our conversation last night that he met up with a 78yo muscle daddy that begged him to let him slam him for the first time. My boy told the man that he has a Bf ( which I thought was so fuckn hot ). And that the guy didn’t care and told my boy that I could join later . My boy knowing that it turns me on hearing my bf hooking up he ran with it. When I called they were getting ready to slam for third time , i asked for them to wait and the old man said no but he can watch via FaceTime . So I immediately FaceTime call my boy , only to see him naked hard as a rock in a sling and twacked the fuck out and here comes this hot old guy with a huge thick cock and syringe with a hefty amount of fluid in it. When I asked the size , the daddy replies .8 . I was like fuckkkkkk that’s so hot. I watched him stick the needle in my boys arm and then just rams the plunger down pushing all that meth it into my boys body.. My boy jolts up starts coughing and talking tweaker talk as his blasts off to another dimension, he’s coughing he’s thrashing around telling the daddy to fuck him , fist him , use him repeatedly over and over again and telling me to get over there now so I can fuck him up more. I got home ,stripped out of my clothes , and was sitting naked on the couch watching this video old man use and abuse my boy when my roommate walks out of his room into mine with needles in hand, hands me one and we slam up. I show him my boy in action, he says let go fuck him up with that guy . It was so hot hearing my friend wanting to do that with my bf . So we got dressed and went over to the guys house. A different guy answered the door and let us in , he was naked and rock hard and sweating profusely, he guided us back to the man cave where I met the old man and find my boy in a sling with three daddies around him. I went over and kissed him as well as praising him for doing this today . He smiled at me and begged me to slam him , I turned around and the old man had the slams already for me. They again were .8 and it was less than two hours since he last was slammed, I was hesitant at first til the old man ordered me to slam my boy again . So I did , and watched him go into total whore pig ecstasy. I fuckn loved it , watching him get plowed while I laid on the bed so the old man could slam me up and have his way me. Omg that .8 was amazing. We fucked and slammed two more times til morning everyone had left and the old man was past out on the couch . So we laid there in the old man’s bed tweaking out like crazy , he still rock hard with cum oozing out of his hole. I kept eating from my fingers . He kept telling me how this was the best night of his life and can’t wait to do it again. I was like fuck yeah we definitely will my little Chem whore. Stay horned for part 2

Fuck such a Hot story line

Chapter 3 Later that afternoon Jake cuddles up next to Tyler as he enjoys a few beers. Both enjoying the view of the lake from the cabin. Tyler is still in his cum stained jock and Tyler still completely nude. Later, Tyler gets up from his seat and exclaims, “ it’s time for your next lesson boy. Get on your knees.” Jake, confused, gets on his knees and says, “But I’ve already know how to suck your dick” Tyler laughs and say , “ Yes you do but the beers has filled me up and now I’ve got to piss and I haven’t taught you how to take my piss. Now open up”. As Jake waves he dick at Tyler Jake does as he’s told. Tyler’s heavy dick rests on jakes lower lip and the flow of piss begins slowly. ‘Don’t loose a drop’ Tyler insists as Jakes mouth fills up and he struggles to swallow it all. Jakes guzzles down the warm golden liquid until the steams stops. Tyler rings out his dick allowing Jake to enjoy the last drops. “That’s my good boy”, Tyler says with a grin and meets him with a kiss tasting the piss on the boys breath. He tells Jake to go clean up and prepare for the night ahead. Tyler has invited a friend over to enjoy his new boy.

[think before following links] https://barebackbastards.com/26857/young-boi-breeding/ Does anyone know anything about this video? Name? Performers? So hot!

just took one in an apt stairwell from a guy who couldn’t fuck me in his apartment today cause his parents are home. I could actually hear his mother talking on the phone from the apt kitchen while he fucked his load into me. iiid didn’t seem to faze him at all. he got me to pull my sweater and shorts right off and bend over with my hands against the wall and took about 5 minutes fucking a load into me. kept telling me how loose and “well used” my pussy felt so I told him about all the bathhouse loads I took this weekend along with the group of fisting daddies who took me to one last night. he said “you are the dirtiest slut I have ever met"

even though I started getting fucked really early it was all teen boys until I got to high school and then even though I started taking loads from a lot of strangers and anonymous men in grade 9 I somehow managed to not get knocked up with any bugs till I was 16. by then I had dodged a LOT of bullets from a LOT of different men. but not just men, the kinda men willing to fuck a slutty high school femboy cumdump raw. so while I was getting fucked by lots of straight men and married men who were clean and assuming me to be clean because of my age, there were probably a lot more men breeding me who expected me to be dirty just because of what an easy fuck I was, with like zero standards in the men fucking me and unloading their balls into my teen body. I was not innocent looking at all. men told me they could tell I was a cumdumpster as soon as they saw me prancing my faggoty ass around. the first time I tested positive for anything I had spent several hours every day taking porntheatre loads all summer and getting my guts filled in the bathhouse with my boyfriend watching, and was getting whored out by my uncle on the regular so it was no surprise. I thought about starting to use condoms for like a minute and then remembered that whores like me are born to get barebacked. so I just accepted the odd bug as the price community fuckholes pay for getting loaded all the time.

The FFDaddy that introduced me to fisting always insisted his boys be completely smooth.

not with my father but my grandfather would play with me for a couple of years after my grandmother passed away until he remarried.