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The two burly men and I set off across the heath, and along the way they talked to me a bit. For some reason I just told them everything, about being a cock-loving straight guy who had kept it all repressed for too long while trying to be a good boyfriend. They seemed pretty interested by this, and commented on how I had really "thrown the shackles off" in coming up there that night. They shared a look with each other when I mentioned that my girlfriend was away for a month and I was just going to be taking it easy for the rest of the weekend. When we got to their house, which I noted to be pretty large and expensive-looking, they directed me to a door that led down to a sort of basement that had been converted into a self-contained flat opening onto the garden, showing just how hilly it was here given the front door upstairs was at street level. There was a big bathroom down there, and they had told me to just take as long as I needed to get clean while they put my clothes into the machine for a fast wash-and-dry cycle. It had initially been a bit awkward getting down to my underpants in the hallway on the ground floor in front of both of them, but needs must. After I showered and got myself towel-dried in the bathroom, I emerged to find the two of them waiting for me in the living area of the garden flat. "All better?" the guy with the piercing asked. "Yes, thanks" I said. "Good" he replied. "Well, the machine is going to be a while, so why don't you lie down for a bit." He gestured towards the bedroom, which I wandered into. It was then that I realised that perhaps all the fun wasn't over, as laid out on the bed were some leather restraints and chains. "Er..." I started to say. "Be a good lad and get onto the bed face down" said the pierced guy, coming into the room behind me with his partner. "We're going to get you nice and comfortable for the day ahead." "What?" I asked, turning to face him. "We've got some mates who are sorry to have missed out on last night, so they're coming over soon to give you some more of what you need" he replied, as though it was nothing. "As I said, be a good lad and get up on the bed so we can get you ready for them." My mouth dropped open and I couldn't think of anything to say. I was fully sobered up, my hole felt extremely well used, and yet here was a guy intending to essentially pimp me out to his friends for however long it was going to be. Despite my shock and inability to form a coherent reply to him, my dick started springing to attention, which did not go unnoticed. "Thought so" said his otherwise very quiet partner. "We knew you weren't done yet." "Put this on" said the pierced guy, handing me a black jockstrap that I hadn't noticed he was holding. I stood there in disbelief, and then as an almost out of body experience, I dropped my towel, took the jockstrap from him and slipped it on. I then turned, took a deep breath, and walked over to the bed. I climbed up on top of the sheets on all fours, hung my head down, and waited. The two of them went either side of the bed, motioned for turn to face the headboard, and had me to lie down flat. They then proceeded to get my ankles and wrists into some thick leather restraints, which they chained to the bed frame spreading me out in an X-shape. One of them then stuffed a couple of handkerchiefs in front of my nose and mouth, which I could immediately tell had been doused in poppers. Finally, they started to lube and finger my hole, which I realised was actually a bit sore but also undeniably hungry. After a little while the doorbell rang, and the pierced guy went upstairs to let in their friends while his partner continued to open me up. After lots of heavy footsteps, a group of six or seven guys entered the room, and from what I could from my rather restricted position, all were rocking a similar style as the hosts. There were lots of "oh my, what do we have here" type of comments when they entered, and then they all got undressed. I guessed they were in some sort of club given the ones I could actually see had scorpions tattooed on their chests. "Hey boy" said one of them. "Our friends here tell us you're straight." "Yeah" I replied, my head starting to swim from the poppers. "And you've got yourself a girlfriend" he continued. "Yeah" I sighed. "But you're our whore today, aren't you" he growled. "Yes sir" I replied. "Good lad" he finished, before I felt the mattress being compressed by someone else climbing onto it behind me. I had no idea if it was the unseen guy who had just been verbally putting me in my place, or another one of the group. Either way, and without any fanfare or foreplay, the fucking began. The first guy just climbed on top of me, slid in and began thrusting. He lasted quite a while before shooting into me, and then another of the guests repeated the whole scene. In fact, they all did, and this time there were a lot of pierced cocks finding their way into my hole. As with the night before, and despite the lack of alcohol, I descended into a haze as I lay there immobilised by the restraints, my nose and mouth in a cloud of poppers, with my hole just being used repeatedly. Yet, and this was strange to me, I somehow it felt like where I should be. Once they'd all had a go with me in that position, the chains were unlocked and they turned me over. My arms were pulled back and chained to the top of the bed frame again, and now each of them took a turn at fucking me while holding my legs in the air and looking down at me. They each had more stamina this time, I guess from having shot off once already, and also seemed like they needed a bit more stimulation. This extra drive they got from being verbal with me, which finally got me to understand what was happening. "Yeah, take my poz cock!" "Busting your hole open for my venom!" "Going to infect your straight arse!" The scorpion tattoos made sense. The biohazard tattoos made sense. It all made sense. I was being pozzed. Or perhaps re-pozzed, having clearly taken some viral loads the night before too from at least the two kind gents who had brought me back to their home. You would have thought that a straight guy who found himself being repeatedly fucked full of poz cum would have panicked, tried to get away, tried to stop it. But no. As man after man had fucked me last night, and as it was all happening again this morning, I had realised that not only was I not going to be with a woman again, but I probably wasn't going to end up with a man either. I wanted cock, an endless supply of cock, and I wanted to be used. Maybe just getting my posing over with was sensible, given it was bound to happen some day anyway. Once they'd all had a go with me on my back, I was unchained from the bed but kept the restraints round my wrists and ankles. The guests all left the room, one of the hosts plonked a big glass of water down on the bedside table, and then I was left alone. I almost immediately passed out.

This is the story of how I came to be who - and what - I am today. My name is Christian, and I've always been straight. Indeed, I still am. I can appreciate when a man is handsome, well-built or whatever, but that has never done anything for me. I am attracted to women, they turn me on, and yet I know I will never end up spending my life with a female. You see, despite how my brain is wired, my body betrays me. When it comes to sex, these days it is all about cock. First up, a bit about me. I'm 6'1", pretty well built and lean, and have always had people tell me I'm handsome. I have dirty blond hair (from my father's Swedish roots) that I keep short, and slightly olive skin from my mother's Italian heritage. I played a number of sports throughout school, but swimming has always been my favourite and I go to the pool several times a week after the gym. I have a decent sized cock, and nice tight buns that I keep in check with daily squats. All in all, I tend to get a good amount of attention, and have never had any trouble getting a girlfriend. I had my first experience with a man during my gap year before university. Despite having no interest in men really, I was really curious about what it would be like to get fucked. That had always been there since I was old enough to know it was a thing men could do, and fingering myself had been part of my masturbation ritual from almost as soon as I started touching myself. However, it was only once I had been in San Francisco for a couple of days as part of a round-the-world backpacking adventure that I finally got the courage together to look into it properly, and wound up in a bar in the Castro. My older brother had fortunately agreed to 'lose' his driving licence before I left the UK, and as we look so much alike it served as the perfect fake ID while in the US. Of course, that meant I had to remember to call myself Jacob while I was there. Anyway, 'Jacob' got himself picked up by this fairly muscular guy in his mid-30s, and spent the night at a nearby apartment having his cherry firmly popped! Condoms were used of course, and I also had my first go at sucking cock just to see what it was like. It was OK, but being taken up the arse was an absolute revelation, so much so that I allowed the guy to do it to me three times before I left in the morning. For the rest of my gap year and through my first couple of terms at university, I hooked up with both men and women depending on what I was feeling. Then I met Joanne, and got into my first proper relationship since my school girlfriend. The man sex stopped until we broke up towards the middle of my third year at uni, and after that ended I almost exclusively sought out cock for a while. This established a pattern that would dominate my life for the next ten years: I would have relationships with women; they would fizzle out; I would then get fucked by guys for however long it took me to find a new girlfriend; and repeat. When I was 25 I had my first bareback experience, largely through being too drunk to function properly. I let a guy do me in the backroom of a gay bar that I had stumbled into after getting separated from both my friends and my phone. I was out of it, but somehow did manage to remember how liberating and exciting it felt to get used like that. After a couple more safe-sex hookups I realised something had changed in me, so I decided to take the financial hit and got myself on PrEP via online deliveries from the States. Once that was working properly, I became almost exclusively a bareback bottom during my weeks or months at a time of seeking cock, and perhaps most tellingly, I stayed on it when I met my next girlfriend (even getting myself onto the NHS trial so I could get it for free). Things changed in 2018 when I met Sarah. She was an American ex-pat living in London, a place she'd chosen to stay after studying at UCL, and we really hit it off. I mean, like crazily hit it off. She was the first woman I moved in with, and it was shortly after that milestone that I decided to properly commit, focus on building a life with her, and try to leave my cock-hunting days behind me. As part of that, I stopped taking PrEP. I had firmly pledged to myself to leave my wanton ways in the past, and start living the life of a 'proper' straight man. "Yeah right" I hear you say, but at the time it was what I thought I wanted, needed, and should be doing. The pandemic was, however, the beginning of the end. Being cooped up for so long with Sarah started to highlight problems in our relationship, and I realised we were gradually drifting apart while also getting on each other's nerves with every passing day. She had made me change so much about myself that I suddenly started to resent her for it, when before I had just been in such a love haze that I happily went along with it all. It was a godsend when some of the travel restrictions eased enough for Sarah to make a trip home to see her family, and she was soon ready for a month back in the States. I dropped her off at the airport early in the morning on a Friday, and had taken that day off from work so I could have some extra time to myself. I had lined up a night out with some friends for the evening, and so decided to take a nap when I had been back home for a while as the 4am alarm had started catching up with me. When I awoke around lunchtime I was undeniably horny, and I knew what I wanted. The flat we were renting had some attic space we could use, and given her aversion to almost every type of insect and bug, Sarah was never going to go up there. As such, I had been able to squirrel away my box of toys without her ever finding out about it, and that afternoon I dug it out for the first time in two years. It took some work after so long, but eventually I was happily riding one of my larger dildos and finally getting the stimulation I needed. Well, sort of. As much as I was enjoying it, long-buried desires for it to be a real cock took hold. The thought of that made me cum, and yet barely half an hour later I was back on the rubber dong working myself up to another orgasm. And then again two hours later. Perhaps it was the couple of beers I drank in the afternoon, or just a feeling of liberation now that she was gone for a month, but when I got dressed for my night out with the guys the whole ensemble was completed with an unseen treasure: a large buttplug stuffed up my rear end. I had never gone out with my friends doing anything like that at all, but that night I headed off to the pub in Kentish Town with my sphincter working overtime. It felt awesome. Perhaps spurred on by my courage to do that, I also fished out another box of treasures that I had kept hidden from Sarah. Inside was the 1.5 kilo silver chain and matching bracelet I had bought shortly before meeting her, which she had made it clear she did not like and that I should sell (which I told her I had). I donned both, and balanced things out with an enormous chunky Diesel watch that Sarah had also sneered at. I knew I'd get some comments from the guys with all this bling on display, but hey, it felt good to finally rediscover the old me a bit. Really taking the theme and running with it, I also stopped by the corner shop on my way to the tube and bought a couple of packets of Marlboro Gold and a lighter, deciding that all the nagging about my social smoking was going to be a thing of the past. The night out was fantastic, not a full-on drinking binge like it could have been but rather a relaxed evening with the guys. I got a couple of comments about how chilled I seemed from when we had last managed to meet up, and couldn't help but agree that I was happy to have a break from Sarah. Although we didn't talk about it at length, I think my friends knew the writing was on the wall for that relationship. With the restrictions on opening hours, the night ended far too quickly and we all made our way off in search of home. Or at least, they did. The one other friend who would be getting the tube suddenly realised he needed to rush to catch a train from London Bridge so he fled towards the station while I went to the loo for a strategic piss, meaning that by the time I was out of the pub I was alone. It was then I realised how close I was to Hampstead Heath, and a decision was made. I wasn't stinking drunk, but my inhibitions were definitely down. My arse had been enjoyably stretched out all evening by the buttplug, and I knew I needed it to get a proper seeing-to. I had already basically decided that I would not be living at our flat anymore when Sarah got back from the States, so despite the fact that I had not broken up with her, my brain when into Single Man Mode. For me, that meant one thing: cock...

PART 7: The Saturday I talked with Robert pretty much every evening during the week, each night our conversations ended up in fine detail over how he liked to fuck me and how much I loved his cock in me. More and more intense, until we were so close to cumming we new to stop the conversation. On Thursday of that week, I was sent a picture...it was a picture of Robert's and John's hard cocks, both men were leaking precum in anticipation of the weekend. Robert said John had dropped by for a drink and the picture was the outcome. Lovely. Finally, Friday night our last message was after our phone conversation, and before Robert went to bed. "Tim, laying here trying to sleep, but I am hard and my cock is leaking. My shorts are soaked with my poz precum waiting for you baby. Sleep good" Great, that was all I needed to settle in for a restless night of sleep! 🙂 I was to arrive at Robert's at 1pm on Saturday. I was up early in anticipation, hornier than I had been in months. After cleaning out twice, all the while trying to keep my mind off of the days events, I put on my favorite black jock, loose fitting shorts, and a tee shirt. I was already to go. I arrived at Robert's just before the set time. Robert was waiting for me in the open door way. He was just so handsome standing there, white tank top and white, tight, biker shorts. In the right light I could make out a dampness and the end of his very prominent black cock. We hugged immediately. This was a very tight, long, hug where I got to tell him, "I missed you baby". Robert separated a little bit and kissed me deeply and my hand immediately dropped to his shorts where I could guide my hand up and down his growing shaft. His cock was getting harder by the second and now I could feel the cock ring he was wearing. Robert pulled back and said, "fuck Tim. I want you so bad. We need to be good and wait for John, he is on his way." "Of course, we must wait, but I am so excited Robert". I said. We parted finally and Robert shut the door behind me. As he was behind me, I undid the button on my shorts and let them fall, revealing my black jock and bare ass to him. "do you like sir?". I felt Robert's hand on my ass cheek, drawing an imaginary line from under my cheek to the top of my ass and back down through my crack. "fuck Tim, I want in that ass so bad". I kicked my shorts up and caught then, laying them on the back of the couch. I turned to look at Robert, noticing that the small wet spot I had barely seen before had now grown in his shorts as was very prominent. I traced my finger tip across that wetness and put my finger in my mouth. "and I need to taste that, Robert". I saw his cock twitch in his shorts. "We better go relax and cool down until John gets' here", Robert said. He cupped my ass as he passed me, "let's wait in the living room". I followed Robert into the familiar living room and porn was playing quietly on the television. It looked to be some sort of bareback porn with a lot of different cum shots. My favorite. "Love the movie Robert". I said while sitting down on the couch. "I thought you might, a lot of great fuck and cum scenes in this one. reminds me of you Tim". "would you like some water Tim?" Robert asked. "sure, I would love a glass". I said to Robert He headed back into the kitchen while I watched the hot porn. Of course my cock was straining against my jock now. I was mesmerized and didn't hear John enter. "Now that is fucking hot" John said. He startled me, as I was so engrossed in the current scene. I turned to see John standing there, gorgeous as he was. John had on a tee shirt, jock, and nothing else. His jock seemed to be packed full of his big cock and my eyes went right to that package. I stood and went right to him and embraced this hot older man. "Hi John, great to see you again". Both of John's hands went to my ass, cupped my ass and lifted me up a little. "fucking great to see you too, Tim. I have really been looking forward to this day". John ground his growing cock into my cock before letting go of me. "Shall we grab a seat and wait for Robert?". John said. "You bet." John adjusted his big cock inside of his jock strap. I sat back down on the couch and adjusted my jock as well. John sat in the lounger across from the couch. He put his feet up on the table, legs a little spread and release his huge balls and cock from his cock. I couldn't do anything but stare at the sight before me. John had a black cock ring on and his balls were still, huge. i could see the top of John's cock leaking and he wiped away a growing drip and wiped it on his lips. "ahhhh, that's better". John said and smiling at me. I just stared as Robert back back in with a couple glasses of water. Setting the waters down Robert sat next to me on the couch. "I see you got a head start on his" Robert said to John, nodding at his exposed hard cock. "couldn't help it, your boy did that to me as soon as I saw him in that jock" John said. "Same for me, trust me. As soon as he got here I started leaking like crazy...little tease". we all laughed. "I might as well get comfortable too" Robert said while standing to remove his tight shorts. As he pulled the stretchy material down, his cock go harder and wetter. Robert had a silver metallic cock ring on and his cock sprang free from the pressure of those biker shorts. Once he had the shorts off we all admired his thick cock that was leaking. Robert gave his cock a good long stroke and said, "Tim why don't you show John your jock and ass". Robert sat down as I stood up and took off my tee shirt. I turned to show John my ass and bent over grabbing the back of the couch, exposing my ass for John and Robert. I pulled one cheek aside showing them both my pink tight hole. Robert reached up with his hand and pulled my other ass cheek aside and rested his big finger tip on my hole. "your tight ring feels so hot baby" My hand covered his hand and my finger pushed his finger into my hole, "only until you both fuck me, baby". I said and looked into his eyes. I looked over my should and saw John stroking his big cock, gathering each drop of precum to use as lube. "John, please eat my tight pussy", I said to John. John hopped up and came to me. Robert removed his finger as John knelt and took both ass cheeks in his hands. John buried his face in my ass and I bent over a little more, moaning as I felt his tongue open me and start to rim my ass, shoving his tongue deep in me. Robert had gotten up from the couch and walked around to the back so his cock was near my now lowered head. Robert took my chin in his hands, lifting my head slightly, "suck my cock boy" as he guided his big black cock to my mouth with his other hand. I could taste the saltiness of Robert's precum as I struggled to take that cock in my mouth. I was drooling all over the place, but I know Robert didn't mind at all. I held his balls in my one free hand, squeezing them lightly, knowing they had to be full of my poz sperm and probably aching. I moaned aorund Robert's cock because John was pleasing my ass like I have never been rimmed before. His enthusiasm at preparing my hole was incredible and I was pushing my ass back onto his tongue more. Robert pulled his wet cock from my mouth, "should we move this downstairs where we can get you on the table?" "Yes please", I said. John gripped my ass hard and stood....letting his leaking cock slide against my ass cheek. "fuck yes, and don't forget, we need pictures of my cock in you Tim". I smiled at Robert, I am glad he remembered the pictures. We all grabbed our waters and headed to the basement's massage room. My two sexy older friends were rock hard, cock's swaying, Robert leading me and John following behind. What a dream this is for me. A soft instrumental was playing for ambiance as we entered the warm room. The massage table was ready to go and there were candles burning. I saw lube on a table along with Robert's phone, for picture taking I assumed. We all set our drinks down. Robert removed his tshirt in front of me and we embraced, feeling his cock leaking against my stomach. John came up behind me and ran his hands up along my sides and then pressed his cock into my butt and started kissing my neck. "get on the table boy". Robert told me. I moved to the table and laid down on my back, pulled my legs up and spread them. John got down between my legs and started eating my pussy again, another coating of his saliva to hopefully help him invade me with his hard cock! I started moaning out loud and turned to Robert, "let me taste your cock baby". Robert obliged and stood next to me, cock slowly sliding between my lips. I held on to Robert's shaft with one hand and tried to take as much of that dick in my mouth as I could. I was constantly swallowing precum as Robert was flowing with full balls. I felt John pull his face away from his ass, not sure what was going on until he grabbed both of my legs and pulled me down further on the massage table. "I need to fuck you boy". John said as he laid his hard cock next to mine. John looked at Robert, "do you mind?". "No, please fuck my boy full so I can fuck him", Robert said. "good" is all John said as he put my legs on his shoulders and guided his cock to my ass. I could tell John was leaking like crazy....he rubbed that cock head all over my hole, getting me ready for his cock. John looked at me intensely and said, "I have waited for this moment Tim, to fuck and breed you again. Robert is going to take pictures of my cock in you, me cumming in you, and your hole after I pull out. I want to see those so bad, but first...take my cock". John pushed into my tight ass. The pressure before he popped in was intense and when my ring finally gave way he slide in an inch or two then paused to allow my ass to expand. Robert had moved away from the table, but was back and now holding poppers under my nose. I took a big inhale to let the chemical flow into me...my ass relaxed and John started pushing more. I kept inhaling until John was fully inside of me. "mmmmmm, take my poz cock deep Tim, you need my special cum". John said. I just nodded as my eyes rolled back in my head. "Fuck my boy John, fuck him good and give him your poz load. I know you want to cum my friend". John pulled out half way and slid back in, then pulled out a little further and pushed back in. Finally he pulled almost all the way out and slid back in. He continued full strokes in and out of me and I could tell by the look on his face he was loving my tight ass. Robert had picked up his phone and was now down near John's cock and my ass...capturing the action in some great pictures. Robert would give John direction, such as "pull out so just the tip of your cock is in him" and "pull out and lay your big cock on his balls". Of course John took direction well and did as Robert suggested. John looked at Robert, "I need to cum bud...this boy's ass is tight and I haven't cum all week. are you ready?". Robert got the phone ready to capture my breeding, "fuck yes John, fill his ass up with your load". John started speeding up. I was watching him and his face, pure ecstasy, but it was then I noticed my cock was hard and just flowing cum with each thrust by John. I knew John was getting close as he started talking more, dirty talking. "fuck yeah...I love your ass boy. you want daddy's load? you want my toxic cum boy?". John's moaning was sex talk was getting louder. "fuck me daddy, give me your cum, flood my gut with your load". I moaned in unison with him. I noticed Robert's cock, it was swollen so hard and just dripping precum, and he was just watching the action. John started moaning louder and yelled, "I am cumming boy, take my poz seed", as he shoved deep in me and I could feel his seed hitting my back wall, I could sense some pain there, but I didn't care. I was getting what I wanted from John and he from my tight ass. John stood motionless as his balls drained into me. minutes went by as he got quieter and quieter, finally his head hit my stomach as his cock started to slip out of me. "Tim, that was incredible. Thank you!". Robert was immediately taking pictures of my open ass with John's cum drops around my hole. He then took a shot of John's softening, wet, cock! "This is perfect" and "these are great" is all Robert kept saying. "Enough of this shit", Robert said while throwing his phone on the floor. "I need to cum boy". Robert took my legs in his hands and proceeded to guide his dripping cock to my hole. "Get ready boy, we both need this bad". "Fuck me daddy". I said while looking him in the eyes. "Make me yours". Robert guided his cock head just past my ring and then slid balls deep into me, into his boy. I felt his cock head hit my back wall and pushing past my second ring. My cock was oozing again. "I am going to knock you up baby, my poz load passed your second ring. get ready boy". Robert said while pulling all the way out and shoving hard back in again, these deep long thrusts kept going, over and over. I laid my head back and thought I would pass out from the pain and pleasure. John held the poppers to my nose once again, saying "let go Tim, let him knock you up deep". Robert was getting louder now, "take my black cock boy, let me knock you up. Do you want my seed boy? Want me to own your cunt?" "yes sir, make me yours, please daddy, please". I just kept begging him to breed me. Without much notice Robert did just that. He pushed into me, passed that second ring, and held still. His cock was now pulsing and I could feel a different pressure in my ass, almost my guts, his poz cum blasting into me. With that last bit of pressure my cock just started exploding alll over my stomach and waist. stream after stream flew out of my hard cock. I was now moaning deliriously. Without pulling out, Robert felt to my chest and I wrapped my legs around him to keep him in me. Robert looked up, "I love you Tim. You are now mine"

My sister was staying with me and my bf for a few days. He was at work and I took the day off. My sister took our one car and went out for the day and I hopped on grindr to see what was around. Found a guy visiting and hosting at his hotel. Said he wanted to have group bb play. Got myself ready and went down. Ended up getting 5 different cocks in me and there was another bottom there's too. Everyone flocked to breed my ass and took every last load I could while huffing poppers. Felt bad for the other bottom but got my fill of cock and loads in me that day. Went back home to my bf who was none the wiser that I had just gotten my ass railed by 5 different cocks

Chapter 5 - Mixed POV 5.1: Jim Pov I looked at the clock on my work computer. 4:50 pm. Ted is returning today. He said he would be home by the time I got home. I thought back to my session with Ralph. Not for the first time, I felt my cock hardening, betraying me again. It was so good, so horny, so slutty. But…. I cheated on Ted. I felt truly disappointed in myself. I had prided myself on being faithful and loyal. Yet, just smoking some ice and I turned into a dirty slut willing to take a stranger’s bare cock again. You’d think a 26 year old would have some self control to keep his legs shut. I nearly told Ted a few times over the phone but faltered. I decided I should do it face to face. I knew it was more delaying the inevitable than really that I truly thought it was necessary. I never understood why he often called me “sweet”. I had simply assumed it was a habitual adjective he threw to boys to butter them up. Besides, last weekend proved that I am anything but “sweet”. In my mind, I was certain that Ted would be disappointed. His image of me would probably be shattered by this. My mood was incredibly low when I arrived home, steeling myself to face the music. I walked into the lounge and Ted was sitting on an armchair naked. He was puffing the pipe, and letting his cock dangling half hard between his legs. His eyes had that wild wired look. Gosh he is so sexy. How could I let him down? “Come here my sweet young man and puff some of this crystal,” he said. I pulled a chair, moved it close to Ted. We sat opposite of each other, face to face. I nearly turned down the pipe. We had to talk with a clear mind. I was working up the courage to tell him. He looked so high and euphoric and horny. Maybe smoking some of the pipe would give me some dutch courage. I smoked the pipe, taking in several deep breaths. Ted watched me in silence with a somewhat far away look. He seemed like he was deep in thought. He allowed me to puff more to catch up to his state of mind and hitting the pipe every now and then. Instead of the usual euphoria, the drugs seemed to have enhanced my current state of mind - feeling low. Not for the first time I wondered if our base state of mind strongly affects our high states. -That really isn’t relevant right now,- I thought. I took a deep breath and said, “We need to talk, Ted.” Best be done with it. Rip the bandaid off. I couldn’t look at Ted and kept staring at the floor, “After you left last Friday night, I was so horny, I met someone online and had sex.” There, it was done. 5.2 Ted POV Jim’s announcement was like a lightning bolt that surged from within my prostate to my cock. Blood rushed into my cock and from its half hard state sprang up to rock hard arousal. If Jim wasn’t staring so intently on the floor, he would have seen my naked arousal. “Did you play safe?” I asked. -Please say they didn’t,- I thought. “No,” he said almost meekly. -Oh you excellent naughty boi, I taught you well- I thought, patting myself on the back as if I could take credit for that. “Did you and him had more chems?” “Yes,” he still refused to look up. -Oh you wicked naughty boy- I thought in utter delight. “How big was he?” “About 7.5 inches,” my cocked ached. A dirty part of my mind thought, -So that top hasn’t totally violated all my property.- Part of me was very glad that a tiny little part of Jim was still mine, yet another part of me wanted Jim to be completely taken by another man’s cock. “Thick?” “Yea” “Thicker than me and Ray?” I brought Ray up hoping to snap him out of his mental state as Ray sometimes featured in our fantasies. “Yea.” “Did he cum in you?” “Yes,” he said in almost a whisper. My cock throbbed. I was so pleased and aroused that my sexy sweet young boyfriend had cheated on me. Here I was worried about telling Jim that I cheated. Not to mention my visit to the sauna earlier to recreate a fantasy Jim and I shared which could either go very well, or disastrous. Ice made me bet on going very well, hopefully, circumstances appear to be heading in that direction too. My cock ached as I eagerly want to fuck his cheater. I hope he will react to my news the way I reacted to his. “Well, Jim, I’ve something to tell you too,” he looked up, finally noticing my rock hard member, a look of surprise on his face. “When I reached my hotel, I invited an old fuck buddy over…” I could tell Jim’s cock sprang into attention in his pants. I smirked. “Why don’t you get naked, and I’ll tell you about it?” 5.3 Jim POV I stripped naked as Ted asked. My eyes were barely able to take off from Ted’s cock. No, Ted’s cheating cock. I hope he fucked his old fuckbuddy bare and loaded his fuckbuddy with his charged load. My eyes burned with hunger. Ted had a wicked pleased grin on his face in response to my expression. “Did that top show you what a booty bump is?” I shook my head. Ted explained, “Well, we will mix some crystals in water and squirt it up our arse. For bottoms, it makes their hole sluttily hungry. For some tops, it makes their cock sluttily hungry. Even more so than smoking the pipe.” I found it hard to believe we could be even hungrier for each other at how wired we currently are. But I craved to feel that intense hunger. He showed me how to administer the booty bum and asked me to do the same for him. I seldom play with Ted hole, focusing more on his cock, but it was very slutty to help him administer a booty bump. “Before I tell you about my old fuck buddy, I want you to tell me more about the guy who fucked you.” I shared with Ted the filthy things I did with Ralph. Normally I would feel quite shy and embarrassed about discussing such things, but the ice and the booty bump seemed to have melt all those concerns away. It made me bold and nonchalant about sexual deviancy. I shared with Ted the things that happened that night: that Ralph fucked me in him and his boyfriend, Zack’s, bed; that I let Ralph fuck me even though I knew his cock had been in some other guy’s hole; how slutty I felt having had two different bare cocks fuck me in one night. I shared with Ted that Ralph also had a fantasy of Zack cheating on him and taking loads from other men, but as far as he knows, Zack only plays it safe. Also that Ralph was turned on by the idea of me taking his strain back to Ted. “Mmm, maybe you can show me Zack’s profile later today so that I message him and see if we can seduce him to take my raw cock and deliver my strain straight into his boyfriend’s hole. Got to get back at Ralph for defiling my boyfriend,” Ted said. The idea of watching Ted fucking another man in front me drove me wild, “I would love to watch you fuck Zack in person.” “Yea?” Ted asked with a devilish delight on face, “are you going to ask me to wrap my cock up before I fuck Zack like a prim and proper boyfriend should? Do you remember when I first met you, you used to think bare sex is something special to be shared between boyfriends.” “No, you should bare fuck him the way you bare fuck your own boyfriend. You’ll fuck him deeper than Ralph ever could.” Ted’s cock gave a sharp twitch, obviously liking that idea. I loved the idea of Ted defiling another man’s boyfriend. Ted continued, “If Zack turns out to be a closet bare bottom, maybe we can organise a couple-swap session. Ralph and I can watch our boys take turns enjoying our different cocks.” Ted and my cock were so hard at this point they were throbbing. Ted grinned in naked delight of the turn of events, continuing, “I see you like the idea of a couple swap. 2 tops casually swapping their boys for fun, not bothering to wear protection. You watch me cheat while I watch you cheat. Knowing our sexual partners are cheating on each other too.” I moaned at the wicked idea planted in my mind. “I love you being such a deviant young man, Jim.” I kissed Ted, holding him tightly. Most of my worry has completely evaporated. However, I still asked, “You aren’t upset that I cheated on you?” “No Jim. It is what I have been fantasizing, and hoped to make reality. I am so glad you were upfront and honest about this. Maybe that was the mistake I made with my previous relationships. I kept it to myself.” A part of me cannot believe how things have unfolded. I cannot believe how Ted seems to desire me even more. I have shared with him what happened to Ralph, I needed to find out about his former fuckbuddy. I really hope Ted had a good filthy fuck to satisfy himself, “So tell me about your former fuckbuddy.” 5.4 Ted POV I told Jim about my sexual history with Adam and how I spent the last weekend ploughing Adam senseless like the good old times. How Adam and I always fucked bare, though we never discussed about our status. He loved hearing that Adam’s hole was filled with loads when I fucked him and I had no issue continuing fucking him even after Adam revealed that to me my sore cock was fucking on all those anon loads. Jim even loved it when I confessed to him that Adam was bouncing up and down my cock as we were talking on the phone. Much to my delight, Jim also confessed that the reason he sounded so distracted was because I called him while Ralph was deep inside his hole. My cock ached at how wicked my boyfriend and I were. We didn’t even have the courtesy to stop our cheating fucks for a couple of minutes to speak to each other over the weekend. Yet, instead of being angry with each other, it appeared to have made us want each other more. “I would have loved you to fuck Adam’s hole juices and those anon cum up my hole with your cock. Pity you were so far away,” Jim said. I grinned at him and said, “I went to the sauna earlier before I came home. I fucked quite a few boys, some even had loads from other guys. If you give my cock a sniff, you will be able to smell their hole juices and dried cum.” Jim looked down at my crotch, noticing for the first time crusty dried cum all over my pubes. He got on his knees and gave my cock a good sniff, obviously liking the sex he smelt. He looked up with a slutty look, I could practically see his mouth drooling, “I need you to fuck me, Ted.” “Yea? Do you need me to wash my cock so that it is safer for you Jim?” “No, please Ted, put it in me, stop teasing me.” I took Jim to the room and put him on his back on the bed. Fucking face to face is Jim’s favourite. He loved being able to watch my expression and being able to kiss me. I used to be more a “fucking a bottom with their face down” kinda guy. But being able to watch Jim’s expressions and watching Jim react to my expressions was so hot. Add on to being able to kiss him while we hold each other like we are the only two people in world made the fucking even more sublime. Connecting with each other physically and watching each other’s reaction and expressions. Taking delight in each other’s delight. I lifted Jim’s arse up so that he is practically balanced on his shoulders and ate his hole, looking down onto his face. I growled, “Eating your cheating hole, Jim. I am your boyfriend but I’m not the last man who fucked you.” Jim loved his arse being eaten before it got fucked. He squirmed and moaned in delight. I wanted my cock in his hole as quickly as possible. My knob has been steadily oozing quite a lot of pre-cum. I lowered Jim’s arse and lifted his legs onto my shoulders staring into his eyes. My knobbed positioned at the entrance of his hole that is twitching in desire as if trying to pull my knob in. This was the same position we first fucked bare over a year ago - the night our two lost souls found each other. “In the week we’ve been apart, it sounds like you may have one or two new strains in you. I have at least one new strain, though I’ve fucked a few anon holes and on several anon loads, it could be a lot more. Our HIV strains are no longer in-sync,” I pushed my knob into his hole, the fourth or was it fifth hole i”ve fucked today, and continued, “I remember the first time we met, you told me that your doctor said that you need to fuck safe to ensure you don’t accidentally get reinfected with new strains. Tell me now, Jim - do you want the new strains your boyfriend has picked up behind your back?” “Yes, please always fuck me bare. I’ll always take your cock bare, I’ll always want you,” he blubbered with lust, need and desire. I pushed my cock into him slowly and gently as we watched each other enjoying the lustful revelling of physical pleasure our bodies are sharing. My cock was all the way in his hole and my hairy crotch pressed firmly onto his smooth arse. I loved how Jim desires me so much. We held each other tightly and leaned in to kiss each other. I wanted to pound Jim, and fuck him hard and senseless. But I also felt really tender towards my boyfriend. The hard fucking can wait. I fucked him gently for some time as we kissed and held each other. I lost track of time. I broke apart our kiss, looking into his eyes and said, “I am yours, Jim. I may fuck other guys, but I will come back to you. I know I previously said that I should change and be monogamous. Sorry it didn’t quite work out.” Jim responded, “Honestly Ted, when we got together, I was willing to try an open relationship because I felt very secure with you. But you suggested we try a close relationship, so I was happy to go with that too. I didn’t do that very well either.” “No we didn’t. It turns me on that we cheated, but I am glad we were honest with each other at the end of the day. It showed me that beneath that sweet meek and mild nature of yours, you have an inner demon like me. But unlike me in my past relationships, you were willing to be honest with me with your missteps, while I used to hide them from my previous boyfriends.” Jim blushed, “You know I love you too, Ted. And I’m glad you’re not upset with me” I grinned, typical Jim, self deprecating, I quipped back, “And I’m glad you’re not upset with me too.” I reached over for the pipe and we had several puffs, keeping our bodies joined together. Our flesh and limbs in a tangled lewd mess. From the tenderness, a wicked evil started burning in both our eyes. I set the pipe aside and announced, “I think we need to punish each other for cheating.” I started fucking Jim hard, pulling out of him completely and ramming my cock back in. “We’re going to fuck each other so hard, my cock and your hole will be too sore to fuck any other guys.” — 5.5 - Ted POV Author’s note: the setting for chapter 5.5 is inspired/based on a scene in Parents Weekend by Bill Drake. A story I loved in my late teens. I cannot remember most of the scenes in that story other than this one particular scene. I have not re-read it in years, but I wouldn’t be surprised if my memory of the setting of the scene is still very close. Obviously the characters and characters’ relationships are different (as you can tell from that story's title). ~2 hours later~ Ted I sat on the chair in our bedroom in the dark, slowly stroking my hard cock while Jim headed to answer the door. I heard the door open and heard Ralph telling Jim, “You must be psychic. This is the second time you messaged me after I had a chem session with a slut bare bottom. So you say we have use of your place for the rest of the night? Your boyfriend is away again? Need a bare cock to scratch that itch in your hole?” I heard Jim respond by without giving too much away, “Yes we have the place for the rest of the night to play if you want. Did you want to hit the pipe?” “I’m pretty tweaked - been smoking a lot in my session and before I came. But happy to do a few more puffs if you are going to get more tweaked with me.” My hungry boyfriend of course would not turn down having more puffs. I took the opportunity while they were still at the front door to light my own pipe to take a few drags before they came into the bedroom. I heard sloppy kissing, and then Ralph saying, “Not here, boy. I took you to my “marriage” bed last time. I rushed here today because you said you were gonna return the favour.” My cock throbbed. No wonder Jim couldn’t keep his legs closed for Ralph. He is a filthy irreverent slut like me. “You’re so bad,” Jim moaned. I chuckled - Jim can be so shy in his responses sometimes when faced with something so evilly deviant. But I knew the idea turned him on so much. I heard clothes being discarded. “Take me to your bedroom,” Ralph said. I watched Jim and Ralph enter the room. I could tell that they were extremely tweaked like I was based on their jerky movements. They both had short hair but they looked pretty dishevelled. I sat in the dark in a corner of the room. I cannot be seen by a person standing at our bedroom door until they entered our bedroom completely, and then turned around. I sat quietly in the dark, wanking slowly in anticipation of a live show. Ralph had a muscular build and older like me. While I tend not to go for guy’s around my age, I can see that he was attractive. Like Jim, his skin looked wet, sticky and oily. He must be smelling of sex. The contrast between the older more muscular Ralph and the younger slim Jim looked so good. Ralph’s torso was not hairy like mine. His legs were slightly hairy. I was more familiar with watching my body contrasting against Jim in the mirror. The slight differences between Ralph’s and my body type served to emphasise Jim’s infidelity. “I haven’t cummed yet,” Ralph said, “I’m looking forward to cumming in your cheating hole again.” “Did you fuck bare in your earlier session?” Jim asked. “Of course. I got the boy all tweaked and high. He didn’t even ask when I pushed my bare cock into his hole.” Ralph lifted Jim’s legs up on his shoulders and fingered Jim’s hole. I have filled it with a huge load earlier so his hole is all moist. Ralph obviously was satisfied with the lubrication and rammed his thicker 7.5” cock into Jim’s hole without any further preparation. He was clearly too tweaked and horny for foreplay and decided to jump straight to the main course. Jim moaned in pleasure as I got to watch Ralph thrusting his thick sex tool in and out of my boyfriend. With only the street lighting lighting up the room, it was rather dim. I itched to flick the light switch on. In the dim lighting I thought I could see my cum dribbled down onto Ralph’s balls as they swung back forth as he thrust. “You’ve been fucked tonight,” Ralph said, “Whose load am I fucking on? Did you find someone else to cheat on your man?” Jim said, “The last time we met, you said you wanted to fuck on my boyfrend’s cum.” Ralph and picked up pace, fucking harder, “This is your boyfriend’s cum lubing our fuck? He had to leave your session early again?” “No, he wanted to watch you take me,” Jim said, looking towards me in the corner of the room. Ralph turned to me and saw me sitting back on the chair lazily beating my longer piece of meat as he fucked my boy. He didn’t even miss a beat to his fucking when he realised I, his fuck’s boyfriend, was in the room as him. I could see his cock swell even harder, casually continuing his lewd thrusts. “He wants to watch me stretch your hole does he? We better give him a better view,” without missing a beat Ralph repositioned himself and Jim so that I had an obstructed view of his cock and balls stretching my boyfriend’s hole, defiling my boyfriend’s hole in our “marriage bed”. I turned on a red tinged lighting that Jim and I loved to use to drink the sight in, lighting their animalistic sex act. It looked like Jim was a whore taking cock. I can see Jim’s arse being stretched wide by Ralph’s thicker girth. “My boy said you had a thicker cock, and that he told me he loves you stretching his hole full. I asked him to invite you over so that I can watch him cheat.” “Fuck, you both are sick fucks,” he growled picking up his pace, “Did he tell you I’m poz as well?” “Oh yea, he did. When you cum, make sure you do it deep in him and give him your strain. Maybe one day I will get to fuck your Zack bare and you can watch me violate him. Fucking him deeper than you ever can,” I told Ralph, knowing from Jim that it was Ralph’s fantasy for Zack to be closet bare cheating slut. That obviously drove Ralph over the edge as he suddenly tensed and slam himself completely into Jim and cum, “Oh yea, I would love you fuck Zack’s hole. Make him cheat on me… ahhhh.” Ralph blew his load deep into Jim. It didn’t look like Jim came. Great, he will be so horny and ready for me. As Ralph caught his breath, I told him, “If you’ll excuse me, I would like to have a turn with my boyfriend.” As Ralph’s cock plopped out, sticky white frothing juice slicking his cock and a line of cum dripped out of Jim’s loose hungry hole. I “scooped” the leaking juice with my cock head and filled Jim’s hole with cock again, heady with lust that Jim had been fucked by another man and filled with the poz seed of another man. My chafed sore cock slushed into Jim’s cummy hole. This wasn’t going to be a loving fuck. I pounded his hole, telling him, “I love how filthy your hole is Jim.” — Chapter 5.6 - Jim POV Ralph had just left. It was just me and Ted. Ted held me gently as we both lay on our sides facing each other, my legs wrapped around his back and my arms around his neck. He slid his cock gently in and out of me, kissing me as he thrust in and out gently. Ted asked me to invite Ralph over earlier tonight - Ted told me he loved the idea of me being fucked by another guy, and he get to fuck sloppy seconds. I thought back to some of the things Ralph and Ted did to me tonight. They had me lying on my stomach for most of the session, both taking turns pounding me. There was no mistake when one top swapped to another. Ted’s longer cock fucked so much deeper. Ralph’s thicker cock made my hole feel so stretched. Ted’s hairiness contrasted with Ralph’s relative smoother one. When one of the top needed a break, the other top took over. At one point, Ralph must have had way too much ice, as his hole got incredibly hungry. Ralph was in the middle of fucking me while I was sucking Ted when he asked Ted to fuck him. To my surprise, Ted didn’t hesitate to prep Ralph’s hole while Ralph was fucking me before Ted mounted Ralph. Ted fucking Ralph from behind, while Ralph fucking me while I’m on my knees. I knew Ralph and Ted were not ordinarily each other’s type. They clearly had a thing for smoother, younger guys. Yet there they were, Ted was holding Ralph from his behind, thrusting his cock in and out of Ralph. They both must have been so high I thought. Still it was a feast for my eyes watching Ted fuck Ralph, even briefly. Of course, my hole was hungry for Ted to fuck me immediately after he fucked Ralph. “Did you have a good time, Jim?” Ted asked, snapping me out of my reverie. “Did? I am having a good time. It feels so good in your arms with your cock in me fucking me gently. It always makes me feel… safe.” Ted grinned, “Safe? We only fuck safe once, Jim.” I looked at him mock-witheringly, “You know what I mean.” Ted kissed me, “I am glad you feel that way Jim. It is going to be Sunday morning soon. We should get a bit to eat and try to rest for the day before we go to work.” I nodded - it was always hard to end a chem session with Ted. We always feel like we can go on forever whenever we are together. “Oh,” Ted said, “but before we rest, show me Zack’s (Ralph’s boyfriend) profile. Maybe it is time we create a profile for me to message him.”

You mean that the Supreme Court of Canada is holding that you can't legally fuck someone while intentionally violating the terms of the consent they gave? Shocking. Good for them.

I was bored. I had had a row with my girlfriend and she hadnt called in 3 days. To make matters worse she was going on a week’s holiday tomorrow with her girlfriends. That meant it would be nearly two weeks before I would fuck again. I was already feeling a bit horny. The row was about something stupid. She knew about my small fetish for watching blow job porn with the guy cumming over the girls face. What she didn’t know was that sometimes I wished I was the girl not the guy. That had been increasing over the last few months though and she had found a couple of porn clips of guys sucking cock in my internet history. I blagged that it was accidental and it had just apppeared on my screen after a straight blow job clip but she wasn’t having any of it, hence the row. ‘ ’I’ll just leave you to your faggot porn then!’ She had shouted as she slammed the door. I knew she would come back but thought it would be before now. However , I was feeling horny. I google searched a chat line as I was playing gently with my cock, and watching the cocksucking porn I had on. I decided to try a gay line, I hadn’t done it before and it was anonymous so who would know? I recorded a brief ‘about me’ message saying I was inexperienced, hoping a daddy type might take interest. After two or three flaky messages that I didn’t return, I heard a deeper voiced ad, that got me going. ‘Daddy here , experienced, looking to teach and pass on his experience to newbies’ He sounded hot. I left a message explaining this was only the third or fourth time I had been on the line and was looking to learn. I didn’t want to sound a complete novice. I had no intention to meet him, it was anonymous wank porn after all. He replied to my message, ‘im happy to teach willing learners who are open minded. Where are you based boy?’ I responded truthfully, his voice just sounded as though I had to tell him everything. ‘ That’s the next town to me, I’m only six miles away ‘ he replied. ‘So do you like sucking cock boy?’ He asked ’Yes ‘ I replied ‘ and swallowing cum’ . Why did I add that ? I wondered. It was probably something to do with the porn I was watching, the girl was taking a good face fucking and getting a mouthful of the guys cum as well. My cock was hard as I was stroking it. My sensible reasoning brain was gone, replaced by horny cock brain. ‘Good boy! ‘ came the reply ‘have you a pen? Take down this number and come off the line. Send me a text. And don’t cum before you do’ . I hung up and scribbled down the number, he could tell I was wanking then. I was horny. Another girl was sucking cock on the iPad I front of me. Without stopping to think I just sent a quick text saying ‘hi’ , then returned to watching the blowjob, stroking my cock slowly. I didn’t want to cum too soon. My phone rang, breaking my concentration on the screen. ‘Hello’ I answered, without concentrating. ‘Hello Neil, this is Brad, we were just speaking on the line’ . I recognised the deep voice. ‘Oh, hi ‘ was all I could stammer. ‘it’s ok, I’m guessing you’re playing with your boner then , Neil? Are you? ‘ ’erm yes’ I stuttered. ‘That’s ok, but I have an idea! Why don’t you come round here, and let me help you with that, I’m sure you’ll like it, and I can start your lessons if you like? You will be able to suck my cock and swallow my cum just like you really want?’ His location pinged on my phone with the address. ‘See you in 20 mins, don’t be late’ and he hung up. Fuck I thought! I was still horny, I hadn’t cum. Should I go or just shoot my load now and forget it. He seemed a decent guy and I had always wanted to try sucking cock. Just as a one off to scratch the itch. I was straight after all, with a girlfriend.He didn’t sound creepy, ‘fuck it’ I thought. I have his address so if he tries weird shit I know where he lived. That meant he was genuine to my horny cock brain. I pulled up my jeans and stuffed my boner away, slipped on my trainers and grabbed my keys. ‘On my way’ I texted as I started the car. I wondered what lay in store as I followed the sat an. At least I would get to finally suck cock …. Though I remembered I did say I swallowed. The thought got me hard again as. I turned into Brad’s Avenue. to be continued ………

My 31 yo Vietnamese-born pigson came over because he wanted to release his 3-day load in my daddy ass. Having douched thoroughly, I was ready for sex with him. It's damn cold here in Toronto. I met him at the door of my place in a hoodie and joggers. I also had been recently professional trimmed and shaved -- really smooth. It didn't take long to get our clothes off. He began to rim my smooth ass and turned me over and placed 1, then more fingers up my ass. He took my hard cock in his mouth and kept thrusting fingers in me. It didn't take long for me to cum in his mouth. He swallowed my load of a few days. His fingers up my ass prepared for his cock to fuck me in different positions. We ended up with me on my back and legs in the air, then resting on his shoulders, with him thrusting his cock up my hole. I squeezed his cock with my ass muscles, then relax. A few more times of squeeze and relax, and he told me he was ready to shoot. His 3-day load I could feel squirting in my ass. Afterwards, we went out to a favourite Vietnamese restaurant for some great food! We both do get hungry for food after some hot sex!! I do look forward to his visits!

…that might “complicate” stealthing. As if stealthing were in any way something that ought to be easy? By all means let’s complicate the fuck out of it. Literally.

Just getting back home after a surprising and intense small group. I logged off work tonight at about 1830, created a quick bullchat profile and figured I wait to see if anything interesting came in while I made some dinner. Got a message from a guy whose profile essentially said he was still partying from the weekend and hungry for more cock. I shot a reply and asked for a pic and when. He sent a picture of his face and another of his ass...he said "right now and all night till I pass out". Then he sent me his address. I was feeling adventurous and his face pic looked way to sweet and innocent to be real so I figured I would check it out, he was only a 10 minute drive away. I checked the google street view of his place and was pretty surprised that it would be a kid in his mid-20s hosting there. It was a nice villa in a good location. I was even more intrigued. I showed up at the address and there were three cars in the driveway and in front of the house and you could see that the lights were on inside. So I walked up to the front door, there was a sign that said essentially it's open and come upstairs. I opened the door, and I could hear the sound of music and definitely some moaning sounds and the house smelled of alcohol and smoke. I went upstairs and into the room where the sound was coming from. Who knew that I would walk in on a super athletic, lean, hot mid-twenty year old on his back in a sling with a cock in his mouth and another fucking his ass while three other guys stood watching and waiting their turn. Jackpot. I stripped down and stroked myself to get rock hard...this boy was hungry for cock. It was clear he was getting fucked bare, the guy that was fucking him had just pulled out and his hole was gaping and dripping cum. I stayed and got into the group, a couple guys left and some more kept coming. So, about 2 hours after playing in this group I asked the kid who was inviting everyone cus clearly he'd been on his back in the sling getting fucked...He mumbled something like his boyfriend was inviting guys for him. Damn, that was hot. I fucked my third load of the night into his throat and then left after 3 hours of watching a continuous stream of men of all shapes and sizes cum and go fucking and filling the boy. He must have taken 20 loads while I was there. Amazing what you can unexpectedly find when you are totally not looking for it! Emptied balls and now ready for bed.

Had piss fun this weekend.. My older daddy filled me this weekend. Loved it when he was pumping and feel it splattered out on my leggs and ass as he pumped when i was full of piss..

Would love to suck that poz load outta your beautiful ass !

My perception about Florida, and it's just my perspective from a distance: I think there are several factors at play in Florida's tilt to the right. 1. For a long time, Florida's retirement population was (stereotypically, but somewhat accurately) New Yorkers, with a substantial Jewish contingent among them. They came from predominantly liberal areas and settled down in the Gold Coast area - Palm Beach, Broward, and Dade (now Miami-Dade) counties. Those people required support - health care workers, live-in care in some cases, lots of hospitality workers for those who wanted to avoid cooking, and so forth. Lots of gays and lesbians among them. So the residents, at one time (and this was the most populous part of the state) were weighted heavily towards progressive/liberal sorts. 2. There were a lot of snowbirds who would come down for the winter, and many of them were conservative, but they primarily lived, and usually voted, back home in their spring/summer/fall residences. Palm Beach even had a recognized "season" among the well-to-do, where it was kind of outre to show up at one's winter place before late November, often after Thanksgiving (because a proper Thanksgiving required the rest of the family, and chilly weather, and all that). The "season" was over by shortly after Easter, with some stragglers who otherwise lived in the northernmost parts of the country remaining into May. The less affluent snowbirds - especially those living in RV's and mobile homes - weren't tied to the social schedule but they also had no reason to stick around for the heat of spring and summer, which arrives early in south Florida. So they, too, tended to vote back home, where they considered they still "lived". They might have been more conservative voters, but they voted back home in Illinois or Iowa or wherever they spent the summer. So what's changed? 3. The Villages, most famously, but other retirement developments as well, changed a lot of that. Florida retirement became more widely open to red-state conservatives, who appreciated the lack of an income tax, and by establishing these developments in formerly rural counties that were already more conservative than the Gold Coast, they created new population centers away from the liberal cities. The expansion of the Villages came at a time when vast areas of formerly agricultural land were being bought up cheaply and converted for residential use, in part (though not entirely) because much of our country's food production was being shifted out of the country. (In 2004, friends of mine bought a portion of a former citrus farm that had gone out of business for that very reason.) 4. Back in the late 1980's and into the 1990's, after the end of the Cold War, the U.S. notably phased out quite a few military bases in the country (remember the Base Closing Commission, anyone?). While the number of bases and installations shrunk, their duties and (and many of their personnel) were shifted to other bases. Florida was one of the "winner" states; it still has a substantial military presence (56 bases, third behind California and Texas), primarily on the Gulf Coast, and those tend to be at least somewhat conservative voters. 5. The growth in the Cuban-American population. Not all Cubans are Republicans, of course, but among the various Hispanic groups with substantial numbers in the US, they are among the more conservative across the board. Their trend toward conservatism grew with Ronald Reagan's staunch anti-communism and was accelerated by Bill Clinton's return of Elian Gonzales to his father in Cuba. Barack Obama's loosening of restrictions on travel to Cuba and some of the embargo in place tilted even more Cuban Americans (especially older ones) against the Democratic party. Donald Trump made reversing almost every policy of Obama's a campaign promise and freezing relations, then rolling back some of his predecessor's actions made him popular with a lot of Cuban-Americans (again, especially older ones). In 2000, there were 853,000 Cuban-born people in this country (heavily concentrated in Florida, but of course in other places as well). By 2017, there were 1.28 million Cuban-born people here, or more than 400,000 Cuban-born residents in the U.S. That's not counting descendants of Cuban-born people (e.g. Marco Rubio), who number an additional 1 million - meaning that more people of Cuban descent in this country were born in Cuba than were born here. Those Cuban-born people tend to despise Castro, and because of the GOP's push to keep sanctions in place and hamper relations, the Republican party enjoys a lot more support among Cuban-Americans than among most other Hispanics. 6. The dying-off of the earlier retirees. A population of retirees is constantly dying off, human nature being what it is, and it's constantly getting an influx of new retirees that offsets some of those deaths (or exceeds them, if retirement developments are growing). As noted in the Villages discussion, newer retirees to Florida are trending much redder, while the older populations were much more true-blue. As they die off, they're not being replaced by an equal number of liberal retirees from the northeast, in part because the populations of many such places is also declining, or at least not growing very fast. New York has gone from having 45 members of Congress in the mid-1950's to just 26 members today. As recently as 1983 New Jersey had 15 representatives, now down to 12. And so on. As the population shrinks (or fails to grow), that population will send fewer retirees wherever they're going (if they leave). Put all of this together, and it's not a complete surprise that Florida is tilting red (and getting redder).

Happens to me always, the first time I noticed was in Berlin, was at the my first Fickstutenmarkt and after I got royally used and loaded I was buzzing for more (well, my hole was) so headed to Boiler Sauna, there the fun continued and I got fucked till the early morning, while having multiple anal orgasms and cumming handsfree. point is, when I was at the showers cleaning up from the sweat and all the cum that was on me (still leaving the cum in my hole, oink) I ran through my head the nights event and got a raging hardon, it lasted till I got to my hotel room where I had to sit on my large dildo balls deep and cum 2 more times before I was fully exhausted. woke up with a sore hole, dripping cum and a yet my cock was rock solid I had to hop on Grindr and have the closest guy at the hotel (Axel) to come and fuck my brains out again to start the day

I ambled up towards the Heath, not totally sure where I needed to aim for but knowing there would likely be someone there who could satisfy my need for a hard pounding. I hadn't planned on this so had no condoms and of course wasn't on PrEP anymore, but those thoughts barely made a dent in my determination to get fucked. I instead focused on trying to find where the action usually took place, and eventually I got lucky. In a secluded spot out of view of where others may be walking their dogs or jogging at this time of night, I found what I was looking for. A group of guys were standing around, some with their trousers down and all of them feeling or rubbing their crotches. I took a deep breath, and then approached. "Evening" said one of the guys. I just nodded in response. "What you here for?" asked another. I looked around them, took another deep breath, and then made my way over to a large log nearby. I undid my trousers, pushed them down, and then bent over the log with my arse facing the men. Within seconds I felt the first hand on my backside, gently fondling my buttcheeks through the fabric of my CK briefs. The wandering fingers then encountered the base of the plug, which I felt jiggle. "Got ourselves a live one here" said the man who was doing the touching. I didn't even glance back to see what he looked like, but instead reached into my jacket pocket and pulled out my cigarettes and lighter. I plopped them on the log, fished one out and lit it. "You want fucked boy?" the man asked. "Yes" I replied, exhaling a cloud of smoke, trying to calm my beating heart. "Well alright then" he said, before gripping my underpants and pulling them down. He then pressed the plug into me a couple of times, causing me to groan, before gripping its base and pulling it out. "Guess we don't need to warm you up" he said, before I heard him shuffle his own trousers and pants down. The first touch of his cock on my ring elicited another moan of pleasure from me, before he pressed in and filled me to the hilt in one go. It felt so fucking good. "Oh yeah, nice arse" he grunted, before starting to slide in and out of me. His pace picked up quickly, and I was soon being slammed pretty hard just how I like it. God I had missed this. The fact I was smoking a cigarette while getting fucked for the first time in my life was also doing something to me, and a state of utter bliss took over my whole being. Added on to this was a bottle of poppers that was repeatedly pushed under my nose, and then eventually left on the log for me to use as I needed. In no time I was flying. The first guy had some stamina, but eventually I could feel and hear that he was approaching orgasm. His thrusts became more urgent, his breathing got faster, and then he slammed into me and spewed. "Take my fucking nut you cunt!" he shouted, as he unloaded into my satisfied hole. "Yeah, knock him up!" I heard one of the others say. I didn't know what that meant, and didn't get much time to consider it before my fucker pulled out and was replaced by one of the other men. His dick was thinner but longer, resulting in a fresh round of groans from me as he probed me deep. In time he too shot off, and someone else stepped up and took over. So it went on, as I descended into a complete haze as I was fucked over and over again by an increasingly large group of men. The nicotine from the cigarettes and the pungent aroma of the poppers really added to the effect. After some time in that position, I felt something new in my rectum as a guy slid in. Kind of painful, but also pretty exhilarating. I figured it was probably some kind of piercing, which was confirmed to me after he shot off, pulled out and then waddled round to the other side of the log to present his dick to me. As I said before, sucking cock was not really what I was about, but I had accepted that sometimes it was a means to an end if I wanted to get fucked. On this occasion, as a new guy who had slid into my arse got into a rhythm, I was kind of intrigued by the glinting of a big metal hoop through the end of the cock in front of my face, and therefore opened my mouth and allowed him to slip in for me to clean him off. A meaty cock, coated in cum, with a real metallic tang that seemed to be partly coming from the piercing but also from elsewhere. I realised it must be blood, probably mine. These guys were really doing a number on me. I don't know how long I was bent over leaning against that log, but by the time the group thinned out and there weren't any fresh takers for my rear end, the sky was starting to get lighter. I ached in places as I slowly stood up straight, and when I bent back over to pull up my trousers I found they were soaked in cum and possibly some piss. I had started to sober up a bit and realised that getting all the way back to Clapham in this state was not going to be pretty. "You got far to travel son?" asked the guy with the Prince Albert, who I now saw to be a middle-aged tattooed bear of a man wearing a leather harness and ripped jeans. He had stuck around all evening, with his cock either up my arse giving me several loads, or in my mouth and eventually down my throat. "Clapham" I replied. "Yikes" he said, "you'll get arrested getting on the tube like that." "Yeah" I sighed, wondering if I could find a way to get cleaned up a bit in the swimming ponds further down the heath. "Listen" he said, "me and my man here live just over there. Why don't you come back to ours and we'll get you cleaned up?" He gestured towards another guy who was dressed similarly, who nodded at me. "OK" I said, after a moment of looking between each of them. "That would be great."

One of the few local poz pig guys messaged me, ‘cunt free?’ I asked him what he needed. He replied, ‘need that easy cunt of yours to blow my load into, I need a Discrete and anon poz breed as boyfriend at work. He continued bluntly, ‘you up for taking it now? This guy has dropped his poz load into my neg hole when his fella ain’t looking and he knows I love taking a discrete poz breed off him. I replied, ‘yeah cunt free for that hot load of yours, cum breed me! I got a quick response, ‘Good slut, I’m 5 minutes away, leave the door open and be ass up and hooded as before, oh and I’ll need to use your mouth when I arrive! I was on the bed in a used spunky jock and hooded with my harness and leash on and my cumdump socks. I heard him open the door and make his way upstairs. There was some rustling and then I felt his boner against my ass as he spoke, ‘you know, you really are a total faggot! You’re a poz cum whore! Right let’s get that cunt opened up! He pressed his dick against my hole and fed me his poz precum. I moaned with pleasure so he stuffed it fully inside me. He spoke again, ‘Good boi, take it like my bitch’. I told him I fucking loved him requesting my cunt as an easy place to drop a load. He moaned in agreement and pleasure as he banged my hole. I was then ordered to my knees, ‘let’s see you deepthroat my poz dick, you whore! I was hungry as fuck for his boner so I gave him my throat as he skull fucked me. He made me take him deep and his cock ring hit my lips, he was in! Some gentle thrusts from him ensured I tasted his hot poz precum. He pulled back into my mouth. He spoke again as he grabbed my pup mask, ‘Right pig, if you want my load your gunna have to sort my piss hard on’. He continued, ‘I’m gunna take a slow piss and you are going to drink and swallow every drop’. Before I had time to respond he filled my mouth with his warm piss and I gulped it back. He didn’t give me time to refuse, as soon as he filled my mouth, he paused and I swallowed. He continued making me drink from the poz tap. He spoke again to abuse me, ‘You filthy piss drinking faggot’. I found myself agreeing aa I slurped and downed his warm and horny piss. He told me that even his fella won’t drink his piss and he wasn’t giving me a taste, he was making me take a full piss load. When he reached the end he was just stood there with his dick in my mouth as he parted with the last few drops. I heard praise, ‘you filthy piggy cunt’. Only fair to reward a good pig, now let’s get some seed in that cunt of yours. I was ordered back to all fours on the bed. He pushed the head of his wet dick against my hole, it slipped inside me so I was just taking the tip of his dick. He was wanking the rest of his dick and my hole was gagging to be filled. I flexed my ass in a bid to get him to fuck inside me. He replied, ‘Patience piggy, I’m just feeding your cunt some of my oozing poz precum. He teased my man pussy with his wanking action, sometimes pushing deeper than pulling back. It is felt horny as fuck. I was told to keep my ass dead still. I could feel him making my hole Proper wet with precum. I was told, ‘Piggy prepare to be bred’, just as he wanked himself off, inserting his cum inside me with just the head of his dick inside my cunt, a real skill and demonstration of self control. I pleaded for him to dump every last poz drop inside me. As he drained his cum I heard him say, ‘I fucking needed to dump that in a cumdump. Now you’re gunna be fucked pig! He repositioned himself ready to attack my cummy hole. Despite just dumping his load his tool was rock solid still as he started to cream his own poz load. He spoke again, ‘I’m going to fuck my cum out of you pig, let’s destroy your cunt’. Every thrust was hard and deep and I loved hearing the slurp of his hot spunk being pounded out of me. His cum load was pouring out of my cunt, over my balls to my jock and my jock was soaked. I encouraged him on with, ‘fuck me harder, so he did. I took a right hard pounding. He even treated me to plenty of horny verbal abuse, offering to ‘knock me up’ behind his fellas back. He told me he really gets off using neg holes and I told him, not as much as I get off taking a hot risky load. He had grabbed the pen and left some tags on me as proof of use. With that, he rewarded my cunt again. This time a few short but hard thrusts ensured I took his seed deep in my cunt. He pulled out and I was ordered to my knees again. I could feel my hole dripping and the cold spunk of my soaked jock. ‘Clean me up pig! I didn’t need telling twice. I got my lips round his cummy dick and tasted and licked the creamed cum off his cock and balls. I was on my knees as he got dressed and left, I had been totally used! And when I saw his tags he had been brutal, a very horny fukka who is welcome to visit any time his fella ain’t around!

I noticed when I posted in the Fort Lauderdale region forum that it seemed sorta "inappropriate" as outside of vacationers, it's mostly locals. A lot of these vacation posts are left unanswered probably cause it's the same questions every time by a new person. So maybe there should be a section for travelling, gay-cations, how to make a Sexcapade etc,

Part 4 I put on the singlet I was handed. I was lucky if this thing went 3 inches down my thigh and it's tight enough you can see the contours of my cage in it.... the cage in it, it's not mine I'm going to do what it takes to get it back to the one that owns it. I look at the rest of myself now and again it's really tight so it shows off my body you can see the muscles I already have. Nothing too special but with the neck line going down pass my pecs and arm holes are big enough that if I had decent lats they would would shoot out perfectly. But for now it's just slightly toned and pretty boxy looking. I start putting my shoes and socks on when Sir Nate walks up and stops me. "I think you look better bare for don't you agree?" I nod "I'm sorry I didn't quite hear that" I look up at him. He is wearing a dark green singlet with a similar cut to mine the big difference is his size. You can see cleavage his pecs are so big and the neck line is so low you can see part of his bio hazard tattoo. His bulge definitely goes lower than the legs and his lats are so massive if he didn't have such big arm holes he'd probably tear the shirt. "Sorry Sir. Yes Sir" "Yes what?" "Yes my feet look better bare Sir" "So bare is better?" "Yes Sir. Bare is better Sir" he got a wicked grin at that response. "Are you sure we won't get in trouble Sir" "No no no. I know the owner I helped him out in the past and he let's me wear what I want at the gym. As long as it's early enough in the morning." We walk out of the change room I assumed no one would be there because of the time of day, but boy was I wrong. I walk out and there is about 20 bodybuilders working out doing various work outs around the gym. "This is body builder hour it started half an hour ago. I like to show up late so all the guys check me out." We walked over to some machines not in use and everyone stops and checks us out. Sir Nate gets some head nods of approval while I get glares at best. I don't think they are hostile towards me I'm just intruding on their time. We work out pretty hard for an hour and a half. Which is longer than I'm used to so my singlet is drenched and I'm sore all over. Sir Nate leads me to the change room and as I'm about to take the singlet off he recommends I wear it to fag school. I wanted to protest but the smell he gives off is to much for me and just throw my jeans and t-shirt on over top. "You did a really good job today boy. I think even after your done fag school you'll be joining me for work outs." He said to me as I left the change room. His compliment made my face grow flush. Why did this guys opinion matter to me so much. I get to Jackson's house and he let's me in right away. "Before we begin fag school. I figured you would be hungry let's cook breakfast." I follow him into the kitchen and he gives me a more hands on lesson on how he does breakfast. I remember some of what he told me from the first time and I even pick up on some basic food stuff. We eat rather quickly (he was right i was starving) and we go to his bed room for our 'lesson'. "So I want to explain the set up for what's going on here. I'm pretty sure you've had at least one rule so far that refered to a master. If you want the rest of the rules until that cage is off I will be acting as your master." I nodded not wanting to speak with out permission. " you follow the rules and when you learn them all I take the cage off. Does that make sense?" "Yes" I said quickly. "Good so what was rule 2 again" fuck I was actually going to have to learn these wasn't I. "I don't remember." He looked at me disappointed. "I will give you a pass this one time but moving forward rule 2 is in effect at all times do I make myself clear?" "Yes" "Good. Rule 2: if you ever dare ask for something you must offer something grater in return." OH great if I want a rule I have to offer something greater in return. "Do you have anything to offer?" "My cock Sir?" "I'm glad you offered me you cock. The conditions for it this time is I get to tie you down" oh great I guess he thinks I'm gonna run for it. He was right of course but still. I think for a moment. "Fine" I said it's been too long since I've cum. I'm a twice a day kind of a guy at lease. Now having 0 a day is brutal. I lay on his bed and he ties my wrists to his head board and my feet to the bottom of his bed. I'm spread eagle in the singlet. He pulls my dick through the leg hoel so he can get access to it. He doesnt unlock my... his cage right away because he doesnt care about it yet, he had one goal. He goes to work right away kissing smelling licking just enjoying my state after the workout. "I love a good himbo. When you get the size you'll be a perfect little tool. It feels really good and it relaxes me to the point I almost fall asleep but that's when he unlocks me and I get hard instantly. It strains so much it almost hurts that how desperate I am to cum. And then he starts sucking. My God it felt like he went for 5 hours on me but after seeing the clock it was only 3 min. When I erupted it was like a volcano. His mouth clamped down on me but I could feel that I shot the biggest load of my life. The climax makes me a but dizzy and I start to drift off. I feel him putting the cage back on and I'm out like a light. I wake up half an hour later. When I wake up I was untied and it a thong similar time what body builders wear during competitions. It does wonders for my ass, even I would want to fuck the furry thing. But it does nothing for Mt cock. I pull down the underwear and see he had changed caged again. I realize I woke up not from being rested but from discomfort. He has locked me in a nub an inch at most maybe even half an inch. Fuck. I go down stairs and he's gone already there a note on the table. *I hope you didn't sleep too long you have to go home to your wife to make sure she doesn't get suspicious it is Sunday after all. Here are some ground rules as well if you fail any of them I won't tell you any new rules for a full week. 1 you will only wear jockstrap and thongs until the cage is off and I will require photo proof of this. 2 you will only wear what ever Sir Nate tells you to at the gym and when at the gym you must treat him as your master in my place. 3 you will keep coming to my place and the gym every day until the cage is off. I'm sure Nate has already informed you of some of them but I wanted you to know nothing he says is optional. I also give you a key to my house so that you can lock up or come in when I need you to and I'm not there. Talk soon, Master Jackson* He was right Sundays are usually my day with my wife, we watch TV shows together. She might get concerned if I'm not home soon but she also can't see me in a bright yellow thong. I take it off and throw on some boxer briefs and head home. We were a few hours into our shows when I got a text message. *10 min face and thong together* It was from Jackson. He wasn't serious was he? I left the thong at his place so the earliest I could do a photo would have been 30 min so I chose to ignore it. 11 min later I got another message *have it your way*

I was somewhere between 10 and 12. Neighborhood boys would hang around in an old shed turned into a makeshift clubhouse of sorts. One of the older boys took me in the alley behind the shed and talked me into (well, didn't take much convincing) sucking his dick - he said we'd suck each other but he didn't pony up once I was done. I didn't mind. I knew by then I was destined to suck dick anyway. I also had messed around with another friend on sleepovers, mostly showing off, but it evolved into mutual cock sucking. Pretty much ended by high school and he stopped wanting to experiment with boys. Many of us stick with it for a lifetime. Some of us turn into huge cock whores. 😉

More of a well used gash or gape of my mancunt The morning after taking lots a bb cock and multiple loads and still twitching and feeling greedy😜

Getting tested regularly is a really good idea. HIV is lethal (if untreated), but your chances of actually getting it these days, especially if you are mostly a top, are really rather low. That is not the case for other STDs. Syphilis, specifically, is rather easy to catch, not uncommon in anon encounters (I'm fairly certain I got it at a video store glory hole at least once), and the symptoms are easy to miss, and easy to mistake for other things. Even doctors often miss the diagnosis (an ex of mine once had syphilis that was misdiagnosed as a vitamin C deficiency). Syphilis is also lethal (if untreated), and while it is curable, if it gets to the advanced stage it can do a LOT of damage before it gets cured, and at the advanced stage is rather difficult to cure (we're talking a month solid of big penicillin shots in your ass, or IV antibiotics).

Chapter 4 - Ted POV I caught my flight after my short session with Jim. I was still very wired when I boarded the plane. It was going to be a short 4 to 5 hours flight. I took some sleeping pills and tranquillisers, and somehow managed a rather strange sleep on the flight. In between sleep, I tried my best not to be too obvious [banned word] at any guy on the plane that was even the slightest bit attractive. It is no surprise being high on drugs lead me to less than optimal decisions sometimes. I snuck a small packet of crystals and my spare pipe for my trip. Foolish, even for a domestic flight. However, it had been such a long time since I had a puff, I wanted to enjoy it before I had to start any work. When I arrived at my destination, I got a text message from my client saying that their flight has been cancelled and they have been rescheduled for Tuesday. Damn it, I need not have left Jim and myself high and dry. I still had not cum. I now had more time to kill. When Jim and I got together, I told him that I would like to make a change in my life. After cheating on all my previous boyfriends, I would like an effort to be faithful. And I had been successful so far. Definitely the longest period I’ve ever been faithful to any boyfriend. Unfortunately, crystal has now awakened my evil self. It did not care about faithfulness to Jim even though I remember how much I loved him and how I felt so lucky to have met him. I had a need to find a raw hole to fuck and satisfy the itch on my cock since Jim wasn’t here. The dark side of me revelling in my sleaziness and willingness to cheat. Since I was in my old city where I used to live with Ben, I thought I might messaged an old fuck buddy to see if they are interested in hooking up. I scrolled to Adam’s number. Adam would be around 33 or 34 now. He had olive skin, mostly smooth with a dusting of hair on his legs and navel. He had dark hair, toned about a head shorter than me - easy to man-handle physically. Adam and I met when I was still with Ben. We were on and off fuckbuddies for about two years. He shared the same kink as me about cheating. Some guys, when they cheat, they try their best not to think of it. If you remind them of it, it would just become a mood killer. Killjoys.. Not Adam. Like me, we love reminding each other about our infidelity especially when we blew clouds. He also had no qualms fucking bare with me. On our first meeting, we fucked bare without any discussion and only discussed it after we finished our session. Of course with we both claimed that we only fucked bare with our boyfriends and this was a “spur of the moment” thing, otherwise we also wrap up when we cheated. I had long learned that it was a dance barebackers played back in the mid 2000s - it was as if it was the “right” thing to say if you barebacked. As if the momentary spur of the moment bareback was a valid mitigating factor. “Oh this is the only time I got caught up.” Yet, if there was one momentary spur of the moment, there could easily be many. It sits in the back of their minds, yet they dole out and accept each other's false reassurances like it was an unspoken etiquette. Needless to say, we still fucked bare the second, the third and every other time after that. Egging each other on to complete our infidelity in the worst and best possible way. While we never disclosed or discussed having sex bareback with other people who were not our partners, I think we both knew we did not play safe with other people contrary to our claims. And just like that dance, the easier thing was to not acknowledge this conclusion lest you ruin your opportunity to play without a condom. He was supposed to be in a monogamous relationship with a man a few years older than me. In my case, I was not supposed to only play separately from Ben. We had many quick sessions and the occasional long session (where opportunity arose) to fuck our brains out behind our boyfriends back. We lost touch not long after things ended with me and Ben. I suspect he may have lost interest because I was no longer “cheating”. I never told Adam that Ben and I had tested positive after we split. Who knows if I had given Adam HIV? Or if my suspicions were true, Adam played the field bare and he may have been the one to give me HIV. Or we had been mixing strains without each other's knowledge. I typed a quick text to Adam, hoping that he kept the same number. Me (Ted): Hey Adam, long time no speak. I’m in town away from my new boyfriend for a few days, up to anything today? Adam: Hey Ted, I’ve been good. Away from your boyfriend huh? :) I see someone hasn’t changed. My boyfriend has to do some work. But that means I have the whole day to meet you. Shouldn’t you be glued to a new boyfriend at least? He is unable to satisfy you? Me (Ted): BF and I had a short session last night, but I’m still completely tweaked. Need to find a willing bare hole. Even better still if it is a cheating one like yours. I brought some crystals and my pipe with me to my hotel. Adam: Send me your hotel address, I’ll cum right over. I answered the door in my jocks. Adam was in a t-shirt and shorts. He looked as I remember him, slightly older, slightly less lean, but still very sexy. I could feel my cock stirring. “Hello sexy,” Adam sauntered into my room, putting his arms around my neck as he tiptoed. I pulled him close to kiss him. I love how short Adam is. Jim and Ben were both around my height, which made it harder to man-handle them as they are heavier and a high centre of gravity to work with. “Oh, you smell of sex, Ted. Did you not even shower before you got on the plane?” “Nope, didn’t have time to shower. Fucked Jim as long as I could and left everything to the last minute, ” I handed him the pipe, “I think you should start so that we get into the same head space.” Adam grinned and started smoking on the pipe. Taking deep breaths and shotgunning me. Horniess flooded into me and I felt my inner demon burning with the familiar wicked desire. “So, tell me more about your new boyfriend. Jim?” “Jim is sexy, sweet and horny - but a romantic at heart. We’re supposed to be exclusive sexually.” A wicked smile appeared on Adam’s face, “Exclusive the way I am supposed to be exclusive?” “That’s right,” an equally wicked grin appeared on my face. He knelt onto the ground and pulled my jocks down onto my feet. My hard cock springing free from the tight fabric “It’s as big as I remembered,” Adam whispered with lust. “2 inches bigger than you boyfriend’s, if I remember right,” I said lustfully, “Looking forward to me fucking 2 inches past your boyfriend’s property? Scratch that itch that your boyfriend cannot reach?” Adam responded by hungrily taking my cock into his mouth and looking up towards me like the slut he was. His mouth felt great on my sore knob. Again, I wondered if Adam was neg or poz. I would love to add dirty poz talk with Adam in our play. Adam pulled his shorts and underwear down and started wanking his cock as he sucked me. I gestured for him to take his clothes off and handed him the pipe for us to puff some more to get even more tweaked. We puffed till we are nice and high, but I still want to be completely wasted. I’ve not had a booty bump in a long time. I love the rush of pleasure and sensitivity to my crotch in booty bumps. When I get back home, Jim and I are going to give each other booty bumps and fuck like animals. “I think we should have a booty bump each,” I told Adam. “Mmm, you know how slutty a booty bump makes me. I remember how slutty you become when you get your booty bum. Your cock gets all sensitive and hungry for a hole the way my hole get hungry for cock.” We prepared the booty bum and helped each other deliver the payload. Then we did a 69 where Adam sucked my cock while I rimmed his hole while we waited for the quick rush of horniness and the sharpening of focus on my mind on the sensation of my cock and sex. A pity the hotel did not have a mirror placed in the right location. I would have loved looking at our tangled mess. “Lie on your stomach,” I told Adam the moment I felt the drug fuelled rush to my cock and mind. My cock could no longer wait to dip into a hole. Adam lay flat on the bed, and arched his arse up like the experienced bottom slut he was to entice me. No doubt he had done that to entice many a top behind his unsuspecting partner’s back. I pushed his legs apart - thinking evilly that this was what Jim liked me to do to him. My cock was supposed to belong to Jim, but I’m going to use it to fuck Adam to get my rocks off. I’m not even going to wear protection to at least protect Jim. “When did your boyfriend last fucked you, Adam?” “This morning, before you text me,” he moaned as my knob, leaking pre-cum tease the entrance. “Did he cum inside you?” “Yes he did.” “So good of your clueless boyfriend has provided me some lube for me to fuck you,” I growled, pulling his cheeks apart and spat a good amount of spit onto his hole. I was eager to feel cum soaking onto my shaft. I sank my cock into his hole and Adam moaned with delight as my cock slid easily into his hole completely. His warm hole was wet with his boyfriend’s cum, my cock having sloppy seconds behind both our boyfriends back. Adam’s hole was loose and really wet. I did not recall his boyfriend being a huge cummer. Adam said, “Your cock feels so good. It’s been so long since I had a good size cock in me. Being fucked by a top cheating on his bottom boyfriend.” With how loose his hole was, I did not believe for an instant that mine was the only recent “good sized” cock. He probably had far larger. But it still turned me on, I growled, “Yea, cheating properly without a condom.” “So filthy, sharing our body fluids that we should only share with our boyfriends,” Adam moaned as my cock pounded his hole. His boyfriend’s cum churned and frothed on my shaft as the cum splashed onto my hairy pubes. Not for the first time, I thought, it seemed like a lot of cum in his hole for it to come from one person. “Yea? Been fucked by any other guy without a condom recently, Adam?” I whispered into his ear. “No, I rarely fuck without a condom. Only my boyfriend. Last guy before that was too long ago,” Adam claimed easily. “Yea, that is what you told me in the past too. You remember when I was with Ben I told you I only fuck you and Ben raw, and rarely fucked anyone else bare? That I only fuck bare and never wrapped up with you so that we could enjoy cheating properly? Well, I lied, Adam. I fucked bare as often as I could. Most of the times Ben and I ended up fucking guys we invited over without a condom either. I am not a safe person to be fucking you, Adam. Do you still want my cock?” I asked, never slowing down my pounding. Adam arched his arse up even further into my crotch moaning, “Yes. Ohhh… it is so risky.” “So I am going to ask you again, Adam, have you been fucked by any other guy without a condom recently?” “The truth is, my boyfriend fucked me last night. I was just leaving the beat this morning before you text and took a few loads. I lost count of how many loads there are in me.” “I thought so,” I said huskily, “You dirty slut. Letting me fuck my raw, chafed cock into all those men’s cum. So filthy and dangerous, risking me,” I continued, still fucking Adam without any intention of stopping because of some risk. “Dangerous and risky,” Adam moaned, “Taking risks because of pleasure.” “Taking risks to ourselves and our boyfriends without their knowledge,” I held Adam tight. My chest and stomach against his back. My fingers interlaced with his. My legs pressing down on his as I fuck him by pulling my cock out completely and filling him. As I had told Jim many times, the forbidden fruit is the sweetest. “Yes, yes,” Adam mumbled unintelligibly. “You don’t care about the consequences, don’t you Adam?” I asked, ramming my cock in and out of his hole. “No, I don’t care about the risks and consequences to enhance any sexual pleasure,” he cried. I started to feel incredibly bold with the booty bump. I leaned to his ear and whispered, “If you aren’t poz, Adam, I am going to poz you. If you are poz Adam, I’m going to fuck Jim’s and my strain into you. Jim and I are not on meds and my load is definitely toxic” Adam reacted by thrusting his hips upwards to meet my downwards thrust and confessed, “I’m poz too, Ted and I’m not on meds. Mix our strains together Ted.” I growled into his ear, “That’s what I like about you Adam, you’re a filthy slut like me. What about your boyfriend?” “I don’t know, we have never spoken about it.” “You probably pozzed your boyfriend and he still doesn’t know anything about it. You really are sick.” I fucked Adam for what seemed like minutes, but I realised several hours have passed. It was nearly one where Jim was. Adam and I took a break, still puffing on and off before I told Adam, “I better give Jim a call. I need you to be quiet.” I sat back on the chair with my legs spread apart, my cock dangling at the edge. Adam said, “I’ll keep quiet hun, it is you who better keep quiet.” He got on his knees and put my cummy cock into his mouth and sucked gently. He was very familiar that when my cock is sore, gentle sucking worked my cock up hard quicker. I let out a moan, enjoying the attention he is giving to my cock. This wouldn’t be the first time either Adam or I called our boyfriends while still having sex with each other. With how high I was, I had no qualms calling Jim while being serviced by Adam. I should be ashamed, instead, I was very aroused. Jim picked up the phone, his voice sounded a little strained. -Poor young man is probably still too horny and unable to rest properly,- I thought Me (Ted): Hey babe, managed to get some sleep. Jim: Hey babe, no. Haven’t slept. Been so horny. Adam started tickling my balls in addition to sucking it gently. The sudden surge of pleasure from my balls mixed with his sucking took my mind away from my conversation. When I realised I’ve been quiet for a bit longer than normal and I quickly refocused on my conversation with my boyfriend. Me (Ted): Yea, me too. I should have skipped the flight. Turns out my client’s flight was cancelled and rescheduled for Tuesday. I wouldn’t be able to leave till Friday morning and will be back in the evening just before you get back from work. Now I’ve to stay in the hotel all horn– As I was talking to Jim, Adam climbed onto the chair. He spread his cheeks apart, and sat onto my cock. I thought I mostly stifled my gasp in pleasure and had to bite down a moan. It felt so good. Because of how short Adam was, even him sitting on my cock, we were at the same eye level. He looked at me lustfully. I cupped my free hand on one of his arse cheeks and thought - I need to end this conversation to keep fucking.- Out loud, I said to Jim, “Sorry babe, wanking and edging. Nearly cum.” “Is ok,” Jim suddenly seemed to gasp. “You ok babe,” I asked, staring into Adam’s lustful eyes as his sexy body bounced up and down on my cheating hard cock as thrust my hips upwards to match his beat. Not caring that I was still talking to my boyfriend. “Yea, just horny and wanking.” “I can’t wait to go home and fuck you, Jim. We still have quite a bit of ice at home. When I get home Friday, I can’t wait for us to smoke some more to play.” I said that, punctuating each sentence with a hard thrust upwards into Adam’s hole. I could see Adam tried his best resisting moaning. “Me too, Ted. Looking forward to seeing you.” “I better try to catch a bit of shut eye. Love you, Jim.” “Love you too, Ted.” I put down the phone and cupped both hands around Adam’s bouncing arse. “That’s what I like about you, Ted. Morally and ethically bankrupt when it comes to sex. You can always stay rock hard fucking another man while you are talking to your boyfriend.” “Yea? You are one to talk. I seem to remember stuffing my cock into your hole a few times while you were talking to your boyfriend. We fucked each other bare without telling each other we are poz with high viral loads either. I think we are both equally morally and ethically bankrupt when it comes to getting our rocks off. That’s why we are so good together having sex,” I said to Adam who responded with excitement by bouncing up and down harder on my cock. “You know I can never tell my boyfriend about my sexcapades. He will never accept it. How do you think your new boyfriend would react to you cheating and fucking another cheating slut?” Adam asked. “I don’t know. When we talk about wicked fantasies, he loved the idea of me fucking other raw holes and then fucking his hole with my uncleaned cock filthy with those boy’s hole juices.” Adam moaned, “You’re lucky. He has the makings of a slut, you just need to corrupt him more. Take the easy way, feed him with more drugs and lead him astray.” I love the idea of corrupting Jim. I loved being the first man to have casual bare fuck with Jim. Making Jim give into his lust and let me take him raw the first time we met. To think he used to save his bare hole for his boyfriend. The idea of sweet Jim giving into his lust and letting another man, besides myself, take his bare hole really turned me on. I said to Adam, “I hope Jim is ok. He sounded quite distracted. It is his first time taking ice. I should have been more careful and not have that short session.” Adam slowed bouncing up and down for a bit and looked at me and asked, “He sounded distracted? Maybe you got him all horned up with ice and he brought a guy home to fuck him silly and dump his dirty load into him in your own bed. That would be karma” No, it wouldn’t just be karma. That would be a horny blessing. The idea turned me on so much, my cock throbbed in Adam’s hole. He said with a grin, “Oh? You like the idea of Jim cheating on you too. You don’t even have a problem with him taking a dirty load from a total stranger. You really are filthy..” “I would love that so so much. My sweet young Jim being so horny and high he offers his arse up to some guy to fuck him to satisfy him without telling me. Letting some other man violate his hole and cum deep inside him,” I said, revving myself up. It didn’t seem likely though. Jim didn’t even want an open relationship when he was with Ray. Once again, it would be me who is the cheater and the disappointment in the relationship. The half that cannot control his horniness. But I’m beyond caring in my drugged fucked state. “What if the guy that fucks Jim has a bigger and thicker cock than you? Does that worry you?” Adam asked. I considered Adam’s question. The largest and thickest cock Jim ever had was mine and Ray’s. Apparently we were the same size. Would it worry me? Imagining Jim in ecstasy taking a larger cock made my cock throbbed in arousal. “No,” I responded to Jim, “I find that incredibly hot and horny. I would love him to tell me how much he enjoys all those different cocks, even if they are bigger or thicker than mine. I want to eat that guy’s cum out of his hole and fuck his loose hole. The idea that my boyfriend has taken a cock bigger than me where my cock can never reach is just as wicked.” The idea made me so horny, I picked the smaller frame Adam up from the chair, cock never leaving his hole, as I carried him to the table. I placed his arse on the table with his hole and my cock just hanging over the edge of the table. His arms wrapped around my neck so that he is propped up, and I started fucking him hard. Face to face with Adam and I said, “Jim gets turned on by wicked men. I should get him so high, he will let me find a cheating poz top with a big cock to fuck him in front of me.” The idea turned me on so much, I felt my cum building up. I kept my pace fucking him and felt my load exploded deep inside Adam. My spunk mixing with all those other anon loads in him. Adam came almost immediately after he felt my cock pulsing inside his hole. “That was amazing,” I told Adam, panting, “We have always been so compatible sexually.” Adam and I spent the weekend fucking our brains out. His boyfriend messaged him a few times to ask where he was, but Adam was too high to care. I thought about things between Jim and myself. I loved Jim more than I’ve ever loved any other previous boyfriend. He was sweet and yet, in him an evil side lurked. I wondered if I could bring his darker side out more. Corrupt him further. Jim always got so turned on by the idea of my cock covered in the hole juices of other men, penetrating him. Those were always fantasies. How would he react if I did the real thing? I looked to Adam and asked, “Hey, you wouldn’t happen to of any saunas or darkroom in my city?” I still have some crystal left. I made plans to go to a sauna in my home city to find some hole or holes to fuck before my session with Jim. Part of my mind realised that the proper thing to do was to talk Jim rather than spring this on him. Just because it was a fantasy we both shared, it didn’t mean Jim wanted it to be reality. However, the dark side in me thought that I should ply Jim full of ice, maybe even a booty bump, before I tell him.

Sounds like he popped a Viagra.

Friday night Club STL 🐷had "Red Zone" party. I chanted to my dark lord, Asmodeus 👿, all day for the biggest dick in the place to find me, fuck me in the sling, & breed me. It found me, fucked me with a crowd of usual watchers, and breed me like 5X in the sling and the fuck bench too. A few regular friends were there too and gave me a few loads too. Then, the #redzone party started. It's a room with really low light, and a round bed, and a fuckbench. Lots of men not too interested in me. I gotta try more chanting. Thanks

Absolutely beautiful ! Would love to bury my face and poz cock in that sweet hole !

Might as well... 😉

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....

Author's note: This is my first attempt at writing a story as a project for myself. I have always enjoyed reading erotic stories, yet I've never tried to write one. All I can say is - damn it isn't easy. I found it quite a struggle. My hat off to the many gifted writers. English is my first language, but I am terrible at spotting grammatical errors and I didn't want to spend too much time proof reading. For the grammatically gifted, I am sorry if I hurt your eyes. Chapter 1 and 2 turned out a lot longer than I expected and I am not sure how to reduce it. Chapter 3 onwards are the more "raunchier" sections (I hope that's how they turn out anyway) Trigger warnings: Cheating (reconcilation), drug use (ecstasy and ice), older/younger, pozz play This story is set around the mid 2000s. Chapter 1 - Jim POV “Jim, I’m sorry to tell you that your results have come back positive for HIV,” the doctor said. The result was not a surprise. It has been a month since I broke up with Ray and returned to my home town. We had been together for 2 years. Ray, who was poz, and had introduced me to the pleasure and joy of bareback and chemsex (ecstasy). I had known Ray was positive when we first met. We had always played it safe up until the first time we fucked bare when we were high on ecstasy. Ray had already stretched my hole a few times with his thick 8.5” cock while wearing a condom. My hole was nicely stretched and loose from all the fucking he had given. The third pill of the night was coming on. I remembered my skin and hole feeling so sensitive. I knew Ray’s cock and knob gets especially sensitive too as he got higher. We were face to face kissing with his sensed-enhanced knob pressing gently against my sensitive hole without penetrating (something we always love doing before wrapping up). We’re moaning as we were kissing when his knob slipped into my stretched hole. We both froze as we looked into each other's eyes. Ray kissed me, his tongue invading my mouth and he gently slipped only his cockhead in and out. It felt amazing, completely different to his wrapped cock. I could always feel the cold clammy condom, but when I was high, the heightened sensation highlighted the restriction even more. This time, it was warm naked flesh. It felt so good. A part of me was terrified, but at the same time I never felt so close to Ray, the beginnings of a perfect physical joining. We moaned into each other’s mouth, not daring to say a word to break the spell. From just his knob sliding in and out, he pushed until half his 8.5” cock was sliding in and out. My arms went from around his neck to his thrusting arse and pulled him closer and he slid completely into me. His hairy crotch and balls pressing against my smooth arse. We kissed for a bit more as we revel in the physical and chemmed up connection. Then Ray pushed himself up and repositioned himself and gave me a pounding all the while looking at my face. While my favourite is him fucking me face to face so that we can watch each other’s horned up expressions, I also loved him fucking me lying facedown on my stomach. Feeling his muscular older, weathered hairy legs lewdly pressing against my slimmer smooth thighs, pushing my thighs opened so that his slick bare cock was able to slide completely in and out of my hole. Our entire bodies naked skin, down to our cock and hole just pressing against each other in the animalistic act that is supposed to be also love making. We tried to go back to condoms a few times, but the moment the ecstasy hit, we both only wanted it bare. Ray made sure never to come in me, but with all the hours of fucking, I could feel his cock becoming slick with pre-cum. I kept trying to convince myself it would be alright. Bare sex was a special thing boyfriends shared. Unfortunately, things ended between us as Ray wanted an open relationship, while I wanted us to be exclusive. I did give open-relationship a go. Our rules were that we played it safe when playing with other guys as we viewed that fucking bare was something special between boyfriends. The few times I played with another guy, when his wrapped dick penetrated me, it was very uncomfortable with the cold clammy rubbery feel of the condom. It simply paled into insignificance compared to Ray’s bare cock. The news from the doctor was not unexpected, but certainly what I dread. -Positive, I can’t have bareback sex with my boyfriend in future - well, maybe they are poz as well,- I thought to myself, my mind barely registering the doctor’s spiel. I refocused on what the doctor was saying, “... you must ensure to have safe sex even if you have sex with other positive guys. Otherwise you may get re-infected by a different strain of HIV, not to mention the risk of other STDs that you want to prevent with your compromised immune system.” -Or maybe no more bareback sex forever… ugh… how depressing. I can’t even be totally intimate with a boyfriend without risk of harming them even if they are positive. Maybe I should give up sex entirely. 25 and having to give up sex - your life is going “great”, Jim,- I barely contained my bitterness in my mind. The sense of loss weighing greatly on me. This was in late 2004. I felt extremely isolated and I did not feel I could talk to my family or friends about this. Being quite an introvert in the first place, I do not have many friends. Most of my friends seem to be extroverts who have taken an interest in me. Part of my mind was aware that if I lost my friends and family because of this, they probably weren’t really friends or family. But there was a fear of losing what limited social connections I had. I do not know how to proceed with dates from now on. Will I ever find a partner? I’ve been in the gay scene long enough to be pretty jaded about relationships and yet I cannot deny it is something I crave. I threw myself into a recently released MMO for a while to satisfy social contact. Digital strangers that I do not have to meet and where I have nothing to lose. Eventually, I reconciled with myself that I didn’t have to tell any one-night stands about my status. However, I should always play it safe and be responsible so as not to infect the other party. Once I came to that decision, I created a profile on gaydar, added some pics from my digital camera and scrolled through the personnels. A profile caught my eye - a 52 years old hairy muscular daddy going by Hairy50. His profile listed himself as a top and stated drug use as “recreational” and safe sex “always”. He is 10 years older than Ray and similarly built (probably more muscular and a little beefier) and equally hairy. Totally my type - argh and I need to stop thinking about Ray. I thought Hairy50 might find me too young though, so I didn’t message him and continued scrolling. My friends never understood my preference for older men. They expressed that they feel grossed out when older guys hit on them. Unlike them, I always liked older men, especially if they have the heady combination of being perverse yet nurturing and affectionate. I can never quite reconcile the strange dichotomy in traits. How can I want a man who wants to use me for his pleasure and yet be loving/affectionate? I’ll have better luck finding a unicorn. As I continued scrolling, a message came. Hairy50: Sexy pics - I love slim smooth guys, I see you live in nearby. Horny? 😉 Me (Jim): Haha, thanks. Your pics are sexy too. I wasn’t sure if I was your type. Yea, I’m horny. Been awhile since I had fun. What do you have in mind? Hairy50: Oh? Cute thing like you not had a fun in a while? I find that hard to believe. I see you are a bottom on your profile. Well, as my profile says, I am a top 😉 Me (Jim): It is going to sound pitiful, but I broke up recently, so I have been trying finding my feet. Haha, yes am a bottom Hairy50: Ah I see… do/have you done chems? Me (Jim): I have done ecstasy with my ex before… Hairy50: I have ecstasy 😉 Why don’t you come over, and we’ll take some ecstasy together and chill out, and see where this leads? 😉 My name is Ted Me (Jim): I’m Jim - alright. I play safe only Ted/Hairy50: Me too. —- Ted was dressed in a singlet and shorts when he opened the door. His singlet exposed his toned, muscular arms and hairy forearms. He was wearing glasses, unlike his pictures, which framed his amber eyes. It made him look very distinguished and sexy. Ted was about 5’9, maybe a finger width shorter than me but broader and more powerful. Definitely broader than Ray, though Ray was slightly taller and slightly leaner. Ted had some beef to his muscular frame which made it all the more sexier. He had short cropped greying hair that matched the colour of the hair on his forearms, legs and sported a five o’clock shadow. Ted’s shorts were tight and accentuated his thick muscular hairy thighs, the shorts clearly outlining Ted’s cock. Ted having a similar body to Ray, made my mind think back to how much pleasure it was feeling Ray’s hairy legs pressing my smooth legs apart as his juicy rock hard cock ploughed into my hole. The power of feeling a mature virile older man pinning me down with his body and having his way with me. I wondered if I would feel that tonight… but with a condom of course. -Well, that’s a downer,- I thought. “Hi Jim, nice to meet you. Come on in.” “Thanks,” I snapped out of my reverie, “you look great too.” “Well come on in, have a seat and I’ll get us drinks.” I sat on the couch as Ted brought out some drinks and with the pills. “So, shall we take a pill each? I have had them before, they are pretty good. You will like them.” I nodded, partly with nerves and partly with excitement. I mentally steeled myself to make sure I play safe. With only Ray as my only previous experience for high sex, I knew I turned into a bare slut for Ray’s cock - but he was my boyfriend at the time. I need to be better now that I am poz and I can’t be taking a stranger's cock bare. We took a pill each and started chatting while waiting for the drugs to come on. Ted also took a blue pill and gave me one as well. Ted explained that he moved to my town for work about a month or so ago. He wanted a change and left his city. He was fortunate that one of his hook ups after he moved here was able to give him the contact for his dealer. I could feel the ecstasy slowly coming on when Ted said, “As I told you online, I like slim, lean and toned smooth guys like yourself. You look nerdier in person, which I mean in a good way. I love the nerdy look. What kind of guys do you like?” “Well,” my face turned slightly red with embarrassment, I was still feeling quite shy and reserved as the ecstasy hadn't fully come on, “guys like yourself.” “Oh? And what kind of guy is that?” Ted asked playfully. “Well, older… masculine… beefy, muscular… hairy… but you know, they don't always have to have all those characteristics,” I responded, trying not to choke with embarrassment. “So is your ex similar to me?” His question took me by surprise, but I responded “yes…” “Sorry, I didn’t mean to pry. I was just trying to find out what kind of guy you go for and the drugs are making me speak before I think.” “No it is alright,” I could feel more of the drug coming on, “well Ray is very similar to you. Hairy and built like you. He is 50–” “He is a bit older than you then, around my age but slightly younger,” he said with a smile. He placed his hands on one of my exposed slim and toned thighs, stroking it, “mmm, I really like your smooth thighs.” The drugs enhanced my sense of touch as his hands rubbed against my thighs and I started feeling my cock grow. The effects of the drugs came on stronger and I got bolder, reaching out and rubbing his hairy beefy legs, my hand inches away from his hardening member, “well I like your hairy legs, more than my smooth thighs.” “Let’s get comfortable naked,” he said. We stripped naked. I started feeling really relaxed, yet horny. I admired his naked hairy muscular and beefy body, imagining him pressing me down taking me properly the way Ray did. -Snap out of it, you have to be responsible and play safe. Bare sex is meant to be special between boyfriends/partners/husbands. Showing that you give yourselves to each other completely and trust each other. Not casual sex with a stranger- Ted’s eyes burned with heat as he took in my naked form, my cock rock hard as this stage. I have always felt self conscious about being slim and not being able to put on muscle easily. I am also naturally smooth and quite fair (I avoid the sun). I keep my black hair short. But the way he stared at me lustfully made me feel sexy. Ted’s cock was rock hard. -It looks almost like Ray’s cock,- my traitorous mind thought back to my ex.-8.5”, thick and uncut cock-. The swollen knobs with the foreskin pulled back looked the same, the length and thickness and the shape of the shaft looked the same. Even their low hanging, full and hairy balls look the same. If he were to only look at their crotches, I would not be able to tell the difference between Ted and Ray. Unlike Ray’s cock, Ted’s cock already started oozing pre-cum in the early stages of arousal. Ray usually ooze pre-cum after more stimulation. The similarities made me crave for my sensed enhanced hole to feel the bare skin to skin penetration with that full cock. Ted looked into my eyes, pulled me into his arms and kissed me. His tongue ravishing my mouth. His 8.5” hard cock pressed dominantly against my 6” cock. “I’m glad you came over,” he said in between kisses. I could only mumble unintelligible responses as my hands held onto his strong back and caressed them. He pulled us apart and said, “Do you mind if I put on some dance music? I love it while having sex on ecstasy.” “Oh I love that too when I’m on ecstasy,” I responded. “Excellent,” Ted responded, putting on a eurotrash playlist. He swapped lighting for a red tinted lighting turning the room to look like some sleazy room. Ted sat back against the head of the bed,his thick hairy legs spread wide apart with his hard cock sticking lewdly out of his hairy crotch, “Come over here and suck me.” I lay stomach down in-between his legs, my mouth salivating all over his virile member. I licked the shaft gently, teasing him. He moaned with pleasure when I took his entire cock into my mouth and sucked it - I could taste the salty pre-cum leaking out of his cock. It seemed to leak quite continuously which was so incredibly hot. “Yea, suck that cock,” he moaned, “look at the mirror as you suck my cock.” There was a full length mirror on the built-in wardrobe beside the bed. In the red tinged lighting, I see myself,a younger slim man, in between a man old enough to be my dad, me servicing him. He looked into my eyes through the mirror with a lewd gaze before his gaze moved onto my ass. “Mmm, you should bring your ass to my mouth to let me lick your hole while you suck me,” he said. Ted slid down the bed so that he was lying flat. I brought my arse to his mouth as he licked it. I gasped and said, “I miss how sensitive my hole becomes when I’m high.” “Yea? Well, my cock becomes super sensitive too when I get high. Keep sucking my cock while I lick your hole.” We revelled in the pleasure and enhanced sensitivity servicing each other and being able to watch ourselves performing our lewd act in the mirror. We sucked and licked each other to the beat of the music. It was like a half dance, half sex reverie. Ted stopped at one point and said, “I got to fuck your hole.” He moved to lay me on my back with my legs up in the air. He reached to the side of his bed to get a box of condoms and lube. A part of me felt disappointed I would not be reliving high bare sex like I had experienced with my ex. Another part of me was relieved I didn’t have to battle my self control to ensure I remained responsible and not harm Ted. He wrapped the condom over his thick hard leaking cock and poured a generous amount of lube. He pressed his palms on the back of my thighs, angling my arse upwards. He lined his cock against my hole and gently pressed slowly to penetrate. The cold, rubbery condom was a bit of a shock to my sensitive hole. The contrast of our totally naked bodies pressing against each other and yet feeling Ted’s sheathed cock was stark and jarring. I willed my mind not to focus on it and to focus on this sexy older man taking me. I managed to enjoy being filled and fucked as best as I could. Ted was a sexy man after all We fucked for several songs, and when we took a break, my mind wondered that if I had still been negative, I might be able to ask him to fuck me raw. -No, you only met the guy. Gosh, the drugs make you such a slut. We only let our significant other fuck ys raw. Get your act together, this is probably a one-off and if you tell him about your status, he may not want to see you again- The final thought made me feel very alone and low before I shrugged the train of thought off. We laid back on the bed to catch our breath (well, more Ted since he did the fucking). My eyes drank in Ted’s form leaning back lazily. Ted said, “I like the way you look at me.” “I like the way you look at me, too,” I responded, smiling in a serotonin addled manner. “So, keen to have another half?” Ted asked, smiling wickedly. “Yea, why not.” We downed another half a pill each. We chatted a bit. We jumped from topic to topic. Ted mentioned that he moved into town recently. I told him I only just returned to my hometown a few months back after things ended with Ray.The conversation flowed really easily, as we talked about any topic we might jump on. It was a nice easy connection, I wondered if it was normal on ecstasy. Afterall, I’ve only experienced it with Ray before and no one else. At one point, Ted suddenly had a far away look as if he were debating something. “Everything alright?” I asked. Ted looked at me, as if resolving something and said, “I really like you, and would like to meet up again. But I want to be upfront with you about something now rather than later.” Ted took a deep breath and said, “I’m HIV positive, and I’ll always play safe with you to keep you safe - that is if you still want to play. If you don’t, I understand as well.” I was dumbfounded, I think my jaw dropped at that moment. The shock must have been quite evident on my drugged fucked face. Ted must have read my expression wrongly and said, “I’m sorry to have shocked you. But as I said, if you don’t want to play and have to go, I understand.” “I still want to play with you. It doesn’t upset me. I mean my ex, Ray, was positive too. It didn’t bother me then. Well, I am positive now as well. Only found out a month ago. Still trying to get my head around it.” “You became poz because of your ex?” I nodded in response. “Did you guys not play it safe?” I sheepishly responded, “in the beginning we did. I remember thinking when we first started seeing each other that it is a pity we could not share the ultimate intimacy of fucking without a condom like other boyfriends. But after he introduced me to ecstasy, we couldn’t resist fucking without a condom. It felt so intensely intimate and close to each other with nothing between us. We managed to resist him cumming in me, though, with how raw his cock and raw my hole was with all the fucking and pre-cum, it probably mattered not.” “Have you fucked bare with anyone else before you met, Ray?” Ted asked as he ran his hairy arms against smooth chest and stomach, looking at me intensely. “With Pete, my ex before Ray, that’s all. And before you ask, yes, Pete cummed in me” He smiled at me teasingly, “You’re a sweet bottom, aren’t you. Saving your raw hole only for your boyfriends. So how old was Pete.” “Pete? Hm, he would be 45 now. Well, not that it matters I “save” my hole any more. The doctor said that I’m always to have safe sex even with other poz guys to ensure that we don’t accidentally reinfect each other with a different strain,” I stroked his strong hairy forearms. The drugs clearly made both of us very tactile. “Yeah, that is what my doctor said too. Did your doctor prescribe you meds, Jim?” “He did suggest it as the viral load is high, but I have not decided. I am worried about side effects. You?” “Same,” Ted responded, staring into the ceiling, then turned to me, “How-about we take another half?” “What, so soon, I feel the first half is just coming on.” He smirked, “Let’s celebrate getting completely shitfaced and wasted.” “What are we celebrating?” “That we have both somehow found a poz friend in this tiny town.” “Alright, why not.” We downed a second half pill. He sat up and leaned back on the bed again, legs spreading apart and looked lustfully at my naked body. Thrusting his hips and flopping his growing member, he said, “I can feel the first half is coming on, and I think my cock needs some attention.” I grinned as I crawled between his legs again taking his cock into my mouth. His cock grew rock hard in my mouth as I moved my mouth up and down his hard shaft. He looked at me with his lewd smashed face in the mirror and asked, “So how big is Ray?” I released his cock from my mouth and with one hand slowly stroked his hard member, running my other hand through his hairy chest that was both soft with a bit of beef but hard with muscle underneath. His hands caressed my arms and head, “Funny you ask. When I first saw your hard cock,” I gave the cock a good squeeze and it throbbed in response, “I thought it looked very similar in size and shape as Ray. Same as your balls and hairiness. I mean, if I just look at your crotch area, it looks exactly like how I remember Ray’s crotch.” Ted moaned at me squeezing his member and said softly, “So I’ll be fucking you as deep as he had ever been.” “You’re wicked, I like a wicked top” I said to him with my smashed grin and took his cock in my mouth and sucked it some more. “Mmm, get on your back, Jim. Lift your legs and spread your cheeks. I want to eat that hole of yours good.” Ted got onto his knees and lifted my arse up in the air to his mouth. As he ate my hole, he stared into my eyes. We both looked completely drugged fucked and I felt completely smashed, and amazing. My skin all over felt incredibly sensitive and I loved the feel of his naked hairy skin pressing against my smooth skin. Where our bodies pressed against each other, I could feel our sticky sweat slicking against each other. His tongue probed as deep into my hole as he could. His 5 o’clock shadow scraped against the entrance of my hole and cheeks, roughing the entrance to my hole. His tongue teasing my hole made it feel incredibly hungry and needed to be filled, “please fuck me,” i begged, not caring I was begging like a slut, completely to different to how I would normally behave. The red tinged light made the room seem like a whore room. He lowered my arse to the bed and pushed my legs back against my torso. He looked down towards his rock hard cock and lined it against my hole. I gasped when his bare leaking knob pressed against the entrance of my hole wet with his spit. He looked at me with a wicked look, gyrating the knob against the entrance of my hole without pushing it in. I moaned as it felt so good. I tried to remind him to wear a condom, but I couldn’t find the words.He gave a low moan, almost like a growl, and said, “My knob is so sensitive. This feels so good.” The second half pill we took started to come on and it made my hole even hungrier for Ted’s bare cock. I thought back to how tactile and how amazing it felt to be completely wasted and fucked by a bare cock. My hole twitched in memory and anticipation against Ted’s knob as if trying to draw it in. I hoped Ted would just plunge his dick into me Ted kept his cock from going in, rubbing his precum and wetting the entrance to my hole. He asked, “So, Jim, you’ve always been a sweet bottom saving bare hole for your boyfriends… maybe you should let me teach you how to be a bad boy and enjoy letting a stranger fuck you bare.” I almost said yes immediately. I was holding onto Ted’s arse and had to resist pulling him forward so that his cock would slip into my willing hole. Though I resisted, I secretly hoped Ted just pushed his cock forward anyway, taking me completely. I lamely responded, “Didn’t you say you earlier want to keep me safe? O…our doctors said that we shouldn’t fuck bare with other guys with HIV too as we might end up passing each other our strains.” A reminder of the danger of swapping strains did not act as a wet blanket to both of us to remind ourselves to be wary. Instead, I felt my cock becoming so hard it ached. Ted cock throbbed and jerked at the reminder. -Oh god, why am I turned on about our strains mixing. He is turned on by the idea too. God, he looks so high. I feel so high. This is so horny and amazing,- I thought. Ted leaned over and kissed me surprisingly gently and slowly. It was probably the drugs talking but it felt incredibly intimate even though it was with someone I met for the first time. Breaking the kiss, he whispered to me, “I did say I would keep you safe, didn’t I? But that was only because I thought you were neg and I wanted to protect you from HIV. Since you are already poz, it seems such a waste not to take the opportunity to get maximum pleasure out of each other’s bodies.” Ted kissed me gently again before pulling our mouths apart looking deeply into my eyes, “We’ve been dealt with shit cards in getting HIV. How often do you think we may end up meeting another guy with HIV in this little town? Do you never want to ever experience the pleasure of high bare sex? To enjoy sex the way it should be - Without any restrictions in the most intimate and pleasurable manner. Unlike you with Ray, only you were the only one taking risks. This time, you and I will take risks together. We’re sharing it.” My resistance broke, I remembered how wonderful my body felt when I was being taken by Ray’s 8.5” cock. Feeling his hairy body against me. Watching sheer pleasure in his eyes as my hole pleasured his bare throbbing cock. I wanted Ted’s body and cock to give me pleasure the same way Ray did. I wanted to give Ted pleasure with my body the way I did with Ray. I shouldn’t, but in this drug haze, the forbidden fruit was so sweet. To give each other pleasure and to put each other at risk for the sake of hedonistic pleasure. I wrapped my legs around Ted and my hands reached for his arse to pull it forward a little. He gave me a lewd look as his knob penetrated into my hole slowly. How I missed this - a warm hard raw cock filling me up. As his cock slid in slowly, deliberately, I said, “You’re a wicked old man. Corrupting me.” His eyes shined with evil delight, “Yes, corrupting a sweet young man like you. Teaching you the pleasure of having bare risky sex with a stranger.” As he bottomed up, I felt his hairy crotch and balls pressed against my smooth arse cheeks. There is now a congruent feeling of naked skin, naked cock and naked hole. Ted growled into my mouth as we kissed gently like we were lovers, “your hole feels so good on my cock. It is made for my cock. When I said I would be fucking you as deep as Ray did, this is what I was thinking of. My bare cock going into your hole as deep as his bare cock ever did. Leaking pre-cum deep into you as Ray ever did. What would Ray think, his sweet ex boyfriend being corrupted by an even older man and letting him fuck bare even though they’ve met for the first time.” “Oh, you’re such a dirty old man, Ted… I love it,” I responded into his mouth in between kisses. I could see the smirk in his eyes as we were staring into each other’s eyes, kissing gently as he thrusted in and out of me to the beat of the music as our minds felt like our bodies had melted into each other. Occasionally, we looked at the mirror on the wardrobe watching ourselves in our sex act. The contrast between our body types could be clearly seen, his thick muscular frame, pressing on my slim frame. His hairy body pressed against my smooth pale body. This sexy older weathered man against my younger self. “Yea, you like being taken by a dirty old man that is even older than your ex and old enough to be your father? I am not just taking your bare hole tonight, Jim. I am going to cum in your hole. All those times Ray fucked you and you never got to have a dirty old man flood your guts with his cum properly. I’m going to have something Ray never did and it is only the first time we met. We’re going to have a really long session so that by the time we end, your hole will be so raw and sore, you will be knocked up with my strain of HIV alongside Ray’s.” I was not a bug chaser when I was with Ray. Ted’s words should have shocked me, but instead the thought of being knocked up by Ted’s strain turned me on so much. Like it was incredibly intimate. “At the end of our session, I want my cock to be so raw, sore and chafed, you will infect me with Ray’s strain too. You and me, complete fluid bonding. That is what the second half of the pill is for Jim. What I wanted to celebrate, I just had to take the opportunity for us to have sex the right way, bare and raw. I don’t know Ray, but I’m sure that is why he introduced you to drugs. He wanted to have sex with you the proper way,” Ted continued with an evil lewd look on his face as he kept thrusting his cock in and out of me. A small part of my mind feels like I should be terrified of mixing our strains. However, my drugged addled mind craved the ultimate physical intimacy and fluid bonding with Ted, even if it is the first time we have just met. “That is so wicked, Ted. We really shouldn’t be fucking bare, but your bare cock feels so amazing, too amazing to resist,” I blabbered. “It makes it more exciting that we shouldn’t be doing this, isn’t it Jim? Being so irresponsible? Taking risks for pure pleasure? Knowing that your sexual partner is risking harming you for his pure pleasure and you are doing the same? Letting a stranger, an older man take you completely? I love my body violating a younger man, especially with my bare cock. The forbidden fruit makes sex so much sweeter” He punctuated each sentence pulling out completely with a sloppy ‘plop’ sound and ramming and breaching my hole. His thrust became more frantic and the drugged fuel intimacy gave way to drugged fuelled animalistic pounding. My hole was getting slick and slimy with his pre-cum as he fucked my hole. His bare cock hitting my prostate and I could feel myself building up. “I’m going to cum if you keep fucking me like this,” I told Ted. “Cum for me, Jim. I’m going to cum too.” I felt my orgasm exploding from my prostate to my cock. The sensation of cumming magnified by Ted’s cocking ramming against my prostate. Ted gasped and he thrust himself deep into me and stayed there. His body tensed as he shuddered. As if he wanted to make sure he delivered his poz cum deep into me. -I let him cum in me, I let someone I met for the first time cum into me- I thought Ted gave me a quick kiss and he pulled out of my sore used hole. He moved down onto my stomach and licked my cum off of my stomach. I giggled as it was rather ticklish. When he finished, he lay back onto the bed panting saying, “That was amazing. I got to catch my breath. We’re not done yet young man.” In my mind, I thought I should be disgusted with myself for letting myself be taken so irresponsibly. Yet, instead I felt extremely content and satisfied. Thinking back to when I received my diagnosis, I still remembered feeling a great sense of loss thinking that I would never be able to experience high bare sex after only ever experiencing it with Ray. And yet, tonight, I got to relive that experience with Ted, who was wicked. It was amazingly satisfying. “Well, tonight was unexpected,” I said. Ted moved his hands to hold onto my hands, “It was. I’m really happy to have met you, Jim. I really hope we can do this again. More often. But before that, we are still not done for the night, maybe the weekend.”

Well I’m starting off 2023 strong took 223 loads in SF New Year’s Eve and also just got dun with a gangbnage in sac for the night for another 48 loads 271 not bad for it only being 8 days into the new year

Moderator: Forking this thread to its own discussion in the Politics forum. As someone who lives in CA I would say consider staying in Florida. CA is beautiful but our taxes and cost of living is like a runaway freight train that is out of control. People cannot afford housing, crime is out of control and in LA alone we have over 25 % of the counties homelessness and the drug addiction is heartbreaking. I see all of it daily as a Social Worker. Also as a person of Judaism faith that lost MULTIPLE family members in our family history because of their religious affiliation I would respectfully request that you understand what the word Nazi really means and represents. I don’t pay attention to politics or your Gov but I’m sure he’s not a “Nazi”

Finally had a day off while partner went to work. Sex life has been a bit stale and he hasn't been letting me live my cum slut fantasies. As such, I have been saving up loads (frozen) the past few weeks maybe 30 or so, thawed them off and cleaned out. Was feeling super horny so got on Sniffies and started chatting with a few dudes. Right off the bat had 2 guys I was tryingto set things up with - one 25yo with hot pics, def looked younger; another anon profile with just a cock pic. I ended up injecting myself with all the loads and fucked myself with a dildo so they'd be nice a deep. First guy finally responds he can host and he's maybe 3miles away, so head over while awaiting second dude to send me his address. Walk in and lights are dimmed - he's cuter than his pic, medium build - wearing a jock and cock ring. I get to work sucking him and we start messing around before he flips me over. He goes to town eating my ass and I feel the cum starting to leak out. "fuuucckkk you have a load in here?" he asked. "Just one or two..." Before long he's shoving his raw cock inside me - I take a hit of poppers and he thrusts no more than 3min before he's pulsating hot gobs of cum inside. He stays inside and we makeout until he's soft - I can taste my loads on his tongue. He must have had a few days load because he cums for awhile. When he pulls out I make sure none of the cum leaks before putting my clothes on and checking my phone. Dude number 2 just sent his address. Immediately get to dude number 2 - he's older than he said, but still has a nice build and a gorgeous cock. He said he's vers and wants to flip but I tell him I'm looking to get fucked. We start making out right away and I'm rock hard again. He goes down on me - I've never been big into getting sucked, but he def gets me close to blowing my load. We flip and I'm sucking him, before swapping into 69 position; I angle my ass over his mouth and he starts eating my ass - again, I can tell he tastes the load because he goes ravenous. He doesn't ask to confirm - I know he knows I'm full of leaking cum; so he flips me around and shoves his cock hard into me - using the cum as lube. He fucks me for awhile, its not long before he's unloading inside me in missionary while kissing me deep. When he pulls out, I go down on his cock to clean off the cum. By this point, I'm still rock hard - so I ask if he still wants to be fucked. He ended up riding my cock and I last no more than 5min before I'm shooting my load deep inside him. Afterwards, my cum is leaking out of his hole and I felch it up before making out some more. Who knew frozen loads made the best cum....first of many times to come.

Ok, you might also check out Heretic bar. They have a darkroom that gets a lot of action on Wednesday, Friday and Saturday nights! Also, Southern Nights down the road from Heretic. It’s a store with video booths and darkroom. I also get fucked a lot at those places as well.

I agree, he's an adult now and know's what he's doing.

Stealthing without consent should never be done. Sucks that the courts aren't repealing the popper Ban despite UBCs paper tying that ban directly to the increase in substance use to fill the void of Poppers 👀 It'd be nice to order jungle juice when it's made in BC

A great story/beginning as I would like to know more about the firefighter from his perspective..

Why didn't you ask him? Or ask if he needed help with it?

I was going to say this. Aside from chem, nothing gets me looser and more cock hungry than having a dude fuck me. Getting lubed up with some other dudes nut makes my hole swallow every dick in sight.

Regular fuck buddy came over to mine last night. No hellos just came in and dropped his pants and I went to work on his big dick. He then fucked 2 loads into me and left my ass in a bit of a sloppy mess as you can see from the pic.

Chapter 2 - Ted POV I admired Jim’s relaxed naked body after we both came. He was probably a finger taller than me, but had a slender toned smooth body. He was totally my type. It felt amazing to be able to cum in Jim’s hole. I normally do not tell guys that I am poz - and certainly do not expect to be able to cum into their hole immediately after telling them I am poz. Jim is sweet and naughty. The perfect combination to get juices going literally. I actually enjoyed our chats in between our play time. Most guys I hook up with don't seem to want to even have a chat much even with the ecstasy - most are more focused about the sex or getting their hole filled, and the chats normally seemed polite and superficial. I felt an easy connection chatting with Jim and in a spur of a moment, I turned into a softie and changed my initial plan to ply Jim full of drugs so that he would let me fuck him with my bare poz cock without any question. But wanting the opportunity to meet Jim again, I decided to tell him about my HIV status, even if it meant ending my session. The wicked darker side of me nearly kicked me the moment I told Jim. -Foolish,- my dark side told me, -you nearly wasted a perfect opportunity to fuck a bare hole.- It was fortunate things worked out in the end for me to satisfy my desire for bare raw sex. Nothing was worse than having to have sex and anaesthetising my cock that has been made extra sensitive by the drugs. Nothing can beat the feeling of a warm moist hole wrapping and twitching around my throbbing cock. When Jim told me he was positive, all my promises I spoke to him about “protecting him” from my viral load went out the window. The plan to ply him with more drugs so that I can ravish him with my bare cock was immediately back on. No doubt, that was the same plan his ex, Ray used. A pity I had not met Jim when he was still going out with Ray. Just as Jim and I had spoken earlier, the forbidden fruit gets my juices going. I’ve cheated on all of my previous boyfriends/partners. I loved fucking cheating bottoms, especially if I get to fuck them bare the way their boyfriends/husbands fuck them. Violating the sanctity of their (and mine) “marriage”. Especially if my sexual partner for that evening and I were attached with someone else. Still, the thought that my bare cock is sliding into the same passage Ray’s bare cock has been into was very titillating and an immense turn on for me. We basked in the afterglow of our first orgasm. Jim asked, “So do you fuck bare… regularly?” I almost told him what I tell most of my other hookups. “No, I rarely fuck bare. Just tonight.” Unusually, I wanted to be honest with this young man. Perhaps because I feel like we have the beginnings of a connection. Or maybe I have taken 2 whole pills too quickly. “Whenever I can,” I said truthfully. “Are they poz guys too?” he asked. “Honestly, Jim I don’t always know. I only told you about my status because I wanted to see you again. I do not usually ask guys. Sometimes I know they are poz. Most of the time, we never discuss safe sex. Especially if I get the bottoms so high they just want my bare cock,” my cock started stirring as I said this. I loved getting bottoms so high, they would just give in to their lust and pleasure and accept my bare cock without any question. I noticed Jim’s cock stirring as well, and I said, “I’m terrible aren’t I? And I think your cock likes me terrible.” Jim remained silent for a bit before continuing, “On the hand, I feel like I should be appalled. But I find the idea of an evil mature man having his way with a bottom without caring for the bottom’s safety quite a turn on. The mind is a strange thing.” “Is that why you gave yourself to Ray? That there is an element of him prioritising his pleasure instead of your safety?” Jim shrugged, “Subliminally, maybe. I tried not to think about it at that time other than it felt so good.” “So what happened to you and Ray? Why did things end?” “Well, he wanted an open relationship and I wanted a close relationship. We tried for a year being in an open relationship, but you know, the contrast with the other guys fucking with condom just pale into significance really cannot compare to bare fucking with Ray.” -Damn,- I thought, -so much for my fantasy of meeting him in the past and having my wicked way with him. Though, he has a naughty side, maybe we just need more drugs to bring out- “Ray played safe with others?” “I suppose - those were the rules of our relationship.” -It may be your rules, but I somehow doubt Ray would limit himself, Jim- I thought to myself, thinking it was best not to share that train of thought. “So when did you find out you were poz, Ted?” “5 years ago. I was in a relationship at that time.” “You got it from your partner too?” Jim asked. “Well, it isn’t as straightforward as that. Ben left me for another man. When he left me, I found out that he had been cheating on me the 5 years we were together. I got a test just after that and found it.However, I will be honest with you Jim, I wasn’t a good partner either. Ben and I had an agreement that we only played together with someone else. But I was also cheating on him the entire time, playing on my own with other guys. I have cheated on most of my previous partners as well, in some cases where we had agreed to be monogamous. Some have cheated on me too, not that it made what I did right. I definitely wasn’t playing it safe all the time and fucked bare every opportunity I could. I know Ben wouldnt have as well as 90% of the time, when we invited someone over, we end up fucking bare unless the person insist on condom. As you said earlier, fucking bare with your partner and then having to wear condom with other guys? Stifling. So back to your question - maybe I got HIV from Ben, or maybe I got HIV from someone else,” I told Jim. In my mind I wondered why am I sharing so much with Jim. I don’t want to scare him away. “Were you surprised by your diagnosis?” “I was in shock, even though it was not something unexpected. I suspect you might be able to relate with that, Jim,” I said and I noticed Jim nodding. “You mentioned before that you moved here recently. What brought you into this town? Most people try to get out of this town.” “I made a lot of dumb decisions in my life, Jim. I used to make good money. When I was with Ben, we lived beyond our means. The people that used to hang around us were either from money or trying to leech money from us. When my business failed, Ben left me for another guy. That stung more than him cheating on me. Not that I’ve any right to be upset about him cheating on me. There are too many memories where I came from. I moved here to get a fresh start. Howabout you, Jim? Why did you come back to your hometown if it is so terrible?” “Well, most of the friends Ray and I had were Ray’s friends. I don’t really make friends easily, I’ve always been an introvert. I moved back here to be close to friends and family, but I think I’m realising I’ve grown apart from my friends. And I can’t tell my family about my HIV, so I’ve been avoiding them. Gosh, verbal diarrhoea” I chuckled. There was a comfortable silence as we slowly and gently felt each other's body. Noticing Jim’s cock growing, I asked, “So what is getting your cock excited?” Smashed as he was, Jim still had a slight look of embarrassment as he responded, “Er nothing.” “It’s not nothing, Jim. Come on, don’t be shy, share with me. No judgement here. If you can’t share while you’re smashed, you’ll never be able to share it.” Jim squirmed a little and said, “I was thinking about you telling that you fucked a lot of guys bare. It really turns me on that your cock has fucked so many guys raw. Silly isn’t it?” “No, it isn’t silly, Jim. It is horny. Mmm, I like that you are a naughty young man. So, after hearing that I’ve had my cock into all these other men, do you still want it in your hole, bare?” my cock was so hard, it ached. “Yes,” Jim responded and my cock throbbed. “It is risky, Jim - exposing yourself to a stranger you know is a slut.” “Yes, it is so bad, yet I want it.” I stood and brought my cock to his mouth. Jim got onto his knees and sucked my cock, his hands holding onto my thighs before running his hands through the hair on my thighs. I loved how he is into my hairiness the way I am into his smooth skin. I angled us in such a manner that Jim was kneeling with his back facing the mirrored wardrobe. I watched the sweet young man sucking my cock in the mirror while I tried to perve on the crack of his slim small arse. I wetted my finger with my spit and bent over, trying to reach for his twitching hole while keeping his mouth on my cock. It was a bit of an awkward position but I was able to reach his twitching hole and tease it with a light touch of my finger. Jim moaned with his mouth stuffed full with my cock. It all looked so hot in the mirror, I had to eat his hole, “Lie on your stomach, Jim.” Jim released my cock and laid flat on the bed, face down. I watched him and stroked my sore cock gently. The soreness added to my arousal. “Lift your arse up a little, Jim. Spread your cheeks and show me your hole.” Like a good boy, Jim did as instructed, moaning. His smooth pink hole, now a little red, exposed to the air. I felt my mouth salivating as I watched this nerdy, slim, sweet young man in such a slutty pose, offering himself up to me. A part of me felt protective and paternal towards this young man who I seemed to have an easy connection with. Another part of me, the monster inside of me, wants to violate and corrupt him completely. Infect him with my strain. I knelt between his legs and ate his hole. My tongue probed as deep as I could into his now stretched hole. At least most of the lube seemed to be gone. I hate lube. I don’t really have a choice when we were using a condom, but for raw fucking, just spit, pre-cum and if I’m lucky, another man’s cum - especially if the bottom is filled with his boyfriend’s cum when he is sneaking off to meet me. Jim moaned in delight as his hole twitched against my tongue. Deciding to share my wicked fantasies with him, I stopped licking his hole for the time being and said, “So you like wicked older men huh. Imagine if you were still with Ray, and he decided to blindfold you and invited me to take turns fucking you while you were lying on your stomach. We are both similarly hairy and built, with the same size cocks. You wouldn’t even know I was fucking you would you?” Jim moaned at me sharing my filthy fantasy. “Did you like Ray fucking you on your stomach?” “Yes,” he moaned in response, “I liked how I can feel his hairy legs pushed open my thighs and fuck me. Normally when I am not high, I find it hard for tops to pull their cocks out completely and push it back in. But when I was high with Ray, he was able to pull out completely and ram it back in. It feels so slutty and good.” “Mm , you wouldn’t be able to tell whose hairy legs were pushing your legs open if you were blind folded,” I put my thighs between his and gave it a hard push to push his legs apart. “You’ll feel a familiar sized bare knob pressing onto your hole. You will think it is Ray’s but he had invited me to enjoy you without you knowing,” I plunged into his hole in a single stroke just the way he said he liked Ray fucking him. I pulled my cock out completely with a slutty plop sound and plunged all the way till my balls slapped against his cheeks. I whispered into his ear, “Can you tell the difference between Ray and I?” “No,” he moaned, “you’re so bad.” “I know,” I slowed my fucking into a slower and gentle pace. Jim tilted his head back towards me and I kissed him, not stopping my thrusts. “You told me that the idea of my cock being in another hole turns you on. Well, I also like the idea of another cock being in your hole. Imagine if we met when you were with Ray and I was still with Ben? And we met for a bareback couple swap? You and I will watch Ray fuck Ben, while they will watch us fuck each other? Both Ray and I agree to share our boys without a condom. I know Ray would love to fuck Ben - he is slim and smooth like you - only he doesn’t look as nerdy.” “That is so bad,” Jim moaned, “Bare fucking between boyfriends is supposed to be sacred and special. You’re perverting it.” “That’s right, Jim. That’s what turns me on. Sex acts that are considered [banned word]. Casual bare fucks. Desecrating another man’s boy while I watch my boy get desecrated by him. Ray and I will take turns swapping between you and Ben without cleaning our cocks or your holes. I will fuck you knowing that Ray’s cock has just been in you. Fucking on his pre-cuum and cum. Or maybe we’ll bring you boys loaded with our cums first before we swap. I’ll churn his cum in your hole with my sore cock, while he churns my cum in Ben’s hole with his sore cock. We’ll have each other’s cum frothing all over our shafts and caking our hairy pubes. You’ll let me fuck you knowing that Ben’s hole juices are all over my shaft. Four of us swapping strains against our doctor’s orders.” We fucked and sharing our filthy fantasy. This nerdy young man turned on by the filthy scene painted in our minds, my cock deep inside him, leaking my pre-cum. I slowed my fucking and Jim immediately turned his head back to kiss me. “You want us to fuck face to face don’t you, Jim?” I couldn’t help smiling as I kissed him, sensing he craved affection. “Yes, I do love being fucked while kissing.” I got off of Jim and flipped him over. Lifting his legs onto my shoulders I pushed my cock back into his hole. There was a slight sting on my knob as it was pretty chafed. That added to the pleasure and excitement. We looked into each other’s eyes, feasting on our smashed, euphoric and pleasured expressions as I slowly slid my cock slowly and gently into Jim. As I bottomed out, I leaned forward and kissed Jim gently. The feel of our tongues dancing against each other, mixing our spit. Even though it was a bit crossed-eye, we both kept our eyes open, looking into each other as we kissed as I thrust in and out really gently and we held onto each other tightly like we would never let go. We broke our kiss and I held myself as deep Jim as I could go. Jim said, “That fantasy is so horny. It is so filthy and bad. It really turned me on, and I loved how it turned you on, and yes, I probably would have loved how decadent and perverse it all is if it had happened. However, I am glad that isn’t how we met, Ted. I am glad tonight is the night we met. And that I met you after I was diagnosed with HIV. I know you said that you would like to meet me again, but even if we were only just meeting tonight, it really made my day. The best I can describe is that our meeting gave me some hope after all that I’ve dealt with recently.” I felt a tremor in my heart. It really touched me that Jim felt that way. He may be a wicked young man, but he is a sweet young man. Here we were, two men somewhat lost and alone seeking comfort and connection in casual sex. It isn’t everyday you meet someone that you feel like they would touch you. I kissed him on his lips gently and said, “I am glad we met tonight too, Jim. I really hope we’ll see each other again. I would like us to get to know each other and become friends, but definitely friends that keep fucking.” “And you’ll keep wanting to pass your new friend your strain?” Jim asked in a teasing manner, “Quite an irresponsible friend.” My cock throbbed and pulsed at that thought inside Jim’s hole. Jim’s hole twitched in response to my throb, I pushed myself up, and angled myself better. On the one hand, I feel really protective over this lost young man and fuck him gently with my cock. On the other hand, I had the urge to mark him, fuck him hard, use him, breed him and infect him with my strain. The contradiction of protection and harm caused my cock to ache. I had a gut feeling that JIm was experiencing the same contradiction. He wants me to be nurturing and protective. Yet, he also wants me to use him for my own pleasure. “I’m not just going to pass you my strain, Jim. We’re going to mix our strains and mark each other. I want us to enjoy the pleasure of bare sex with enjoyment notwithstanding the risk to each other” With that I gave Jim another pounding before I blasted my second load deep into him.

I had a blast at the one I went to in June of 2019. I stayed there for several days and enjoyed sexual use throughout the day as well as blindfolded use during the events itself. Just be aware of this before you go (and I say this as a guy who grew up in South Florida): You are going to Vermont and it's going to be cold. Even in early June when I was there it was cold at night. The owner is very hospitable (he and an other guy and I went out to eat at a Vietnamese restaurant in a nearby town the first night i was there) and the B&B where it all takes place is very nice and the grounds are beautiful (at least in June--can't vouch for what winter looks like). It's a very different vibe from a horsemarket though as you are out in the countryside with a bunch of guys. As long as they are hypersexual like I am, you'll be fine. I think my favorite highlight of my stay that wasn't the Roundup itself, was doing a large toy demo for some of the guys with a fellow bottom who was super loose like me. They were fascinated we could so easily take such large stuff. Later that night when hands and penises were inside us, they understood. 😉

Thanks for the comments so far I hope this one is as well received as the first. ______________________________________ Part 2 Waking up was an experience. The hangover should not have been so bad but I guess I can't take alcohol like I used to. I stumbled out of Jackson's bed and made my way to the bathroom for a quick piss. I'm standing over the toilet when I realize my cock is encased in plastic. I start grabbing at it trying to pull it off but every way I tug at it it hurts too much to keep pulling. There's a knock at the door. "How's my favorite cock doing?" Jackson asked. "WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO ME?" "You asked what it meant me being a fag so I'm teaching you. Rule 1 you don't get to decide when you cum, if you cum at all" "I wanted you to tell me not force my cock in to a hunk of plastic" "I didn't have to do any forcing it slid right in after you came" "After what??" "OH I blew you and you went soft right away it was easy" I'm staring at the cage it's about 2 inches long which surprises me since my cock is usually about 4 inches soft and 8 inches long (I know everyone says 8 but I measured it myself it's 😎 "Just take it off" "How about no?" "Dude I'm not gay and I have a wife and you know her history with gay men, just take it off" "Well if you don't want her thinking your gay make sure she doesn't notice, I'll cook breakfast" He goes down stairs while I throw clothes on. I'm down stairs about 5 min later and he's just standing in the kitchen like he was waiting for me. When I sit by his island he starts cooking showing me how he usually does things. It's kind of neat learning from. A professional chef but I'm still annoyed about how things are going. I can't hurt him since we need him on the team but man I want to punch his face. We eat and I head home not wanting my wife to worry about me taking too long. I get home and Linda is doing some gardening. Her son Sean is fixing the back porch. Linda is 55 (what I like them old) and about 23 years ago after giving birth to her son, her husband left her for another man. She doesn't have any thing against gays but I can't imagine what she would do if she found out about the cage. Sean is around my age so we try to treat eachother like friends but I know he hates the idea of his mom being married to me so it's tense at best there. I walk in the back yard and kiss Linda hello. "What did you guys get up to last night" she asked. "I awkwardly stood at the bar and he blew a guy in the bathroom I think. I'm kind of hungover still so I'm going to go inside and hydrate, you two want anything" "Man you're the straightest man I've ever met, I'm so surprised you even went to the bar, I'll take a bottle of water thank you honey" she said "Beer for me please" Sean shouted. I grab a beer and 2 bottles of water. I hand one to my wife and I hand Sean his beer he pauses looks me up and down then smirks. How does he know, he can't know. I open my bottle and down it. "What did you two do" Linda looks at Sean "Yeah you can tell him" he says "Sean came out to me" she said hesitantly. "Congradulations, I'm glad you can be happy" I replied. "I am too, I get to do things I've always wanted to do" he said with a wink. "I'm gonna head up stairs for a bit, tey to sleep this off a bit" I said after a slight silence. Going up stairs I take a nap and try to figure out how I'm going to hide th cage. I manage the next few days with out her noticing anything but Wednesday comes and I head to my foot ball game. I get there early so I can change with out any of the guys noticing but when I get there Jackson is there too. "What the fuck do you want" "To see how you're doing" "I'm pissed off all the time and horny like you wouldn't believe so I'm doing shitty. Luckily Linda hasn't noticed but I think Sean knows which is fucking great because apparently he's a fag now too." He perked up to that last piece of info. "That interesting, I can help you out with some of that at least" he pulls out a small key. "Give it to me" "Ah ah ah. You have more lessons to learn." "And what would that be" "Lesson 2 a fag has to give something greater than what he is asking for if he ever dares ask for anything" "I'll give you anything just please unlock me" "Let me blow you again" "Fine just do it now" I strip naked faster than you can imagine and he unlocks me. " Thank god" He pushes me on the bench in the locker room and his mouth is on my cock before I can react. "Wow man I just said that so you would let me..." I trailed off. This is the best fcuking blow job of my life. He's licking my shaft sucking in way I've never experienced before and in a matter of seconds I cum "Wow that was embarrassing" I'm a but dizzy from the quick blood flow. "Thanks man that was actually great" I was celebrating too soon because he has the cage back on me again I look at in in horror as I also realize this one is smaller maybe 1.5 inches."What the fuck man you said you would unlock me" "Rule 3 the cock should be as small as possible. And I didn't unlock to leave you that way. A blow job is only worth more than your climax not you actually being unlocked." He forces me to my feet as he tells me "And for clarification it's only worth a climax because you learning the rules and I'm a fag. Otherwise that wouldn't have happened." He pushes me to the bathroom. I'm not a small man but I'm a twink compared to him so my resistance is pointless. "What are you doing?" I'm now naked in a stall. "You'll figure it out" he replies as I hear the team start to enter the change room. How will I get to my clothes with out any one seeing my cock like this? FUCK

I acknowledge this is anecdote and not data. I was on prep for several years. During that time, I routinely hooked up with guys from apps and Craigslist without discussing status. I visited bathhouses in Dallas and backrooms in New Orleans taking every load I was offered multiple times. I did not seek out toxic tops, but I am sure I must have taken some toxic loads. I am still negative.

Another consideration is that once a Top is in a rhythm I find it somewhat risky to attempt to change it up lest I throw him off his groove, especially if he’s found a rutting position that’s really working for him. I would ten times rather endure an uncomfortable position for fifteen minutes than spoil a Top’s fuck. I’ve had Tops position me ~just so~ in order to achieve a particular angle, or to go for maximum depth (there are some who are very expert at deep penetration), and they apparently assume I’m an Olympic gymnast with what they do with my legs or my back. There are, however, and very uncommonly, Tops who seem to want to try everything on the menu. I’ve had Tops flip me around like a rag doll to get me in a variety of positions. Those are some of my favorite Tops to service.

Chapter 4 As evening approaches Jake holes has already taken several loads of Tyler’s poz cum and eagerly waits for what is to come next. “I’ve got a treat for you tonight. A surprise visitor. I figured your hole is too good to keep all to myself so I’ve decided to share you with friend.” Tyler explains “He a very special friend so you’re to do exactly as you’re told. To ensure your obedience you’ll start out tied to the bed and blindfolded” Tyler continues. “Do you understand”, Tyler asks. “Yes sir”, Jake responds “That’s my good boy” Tyler says and proceed to guide him to the bed. Jake lays down and Tyler ties one wrist then the other to the bed post. Tyler puts on the blindfold and then steps back to admire the sight. Jake is still in the stained jockstrap . His smooth muscle chest moves up and down with his breath. He adjusts Jakes lightly hairy legs apart slightly and as he does this he finds Jake’s wet hole. As he lightly messages the hole Jake lets out a soft moan. Tyler slowly pulls his finger out and brings it to his lips and tastes it. Perfect he thinks to himself. Jake waits quietly on the bed. He thinks he is alone in the room but is unable to be certain because of the blindfold. He hears a voice or voices coming from the inside the cabin and waits. Shortly after he hears footsteps and the feeling of someone getting on the bed. There is a feeling of breath on this body and strong inhale around his jockstrap. Then gentle kissing and licking. His body is filled with excitement. The feeling is intensified by the kissing and biting of his erect nipples. The stranger sniffs and licks his jockstrap pouch and the releases Jake’s erect dick and begins licking and sucking it until he is rock hard. He takes off the jockstrap and the stranger works he’s way down to Jakes balls and taint and the finally lifts Jakes ass up with and inhales deeply at Jake’s wet cum sloppy hole. “Somebody has been a very bad boy”, the man says. The voice is strangely familiar. “And there is only one way to punish a boy who has been as bad as you.” The man continues. The stranger proceed so finger the cummy hole and Jake lets out a moan. “Damn that hole is flooded in poz cum. how many loads do you have in you boy?” The stranger asks Jake thinks quickly, “five, sir” he responds “Such a slutty boy” the stranger says sternly. “And now you are gonna get even more” With that Jake begins to feel the massive mushroom head try to enter his sloppy hole. His sore hole struggles to take it. His whimpers turned to screams as the invading dick inches its way in. Then he hears Tyler’s voice “It a big one but you can do it, take a deep inhale” Jakes smells a strange chemical smell and inhales. His whole body feels warm. The invading dick gets deeper and deeper. “I’m almost half way in”, the stranger states Shocked that the dick is only half way in, Jake exclaimed , “please no, I can’t take anymore” “Wrong response” the stranger states sternly as he pushing more of his dick inside “Inhale again” Tyler says and Jakes complies. His hole loosens but the strangers cock only seems to get bigger and fuck him harder until he can’t take anymore. “Please stop” Jake screams “Inhale again” Tyler says and Jakes complies again “Shove that jock in his mouth and shut this faggot up!” the man yells and he continues to pound his massive member in. Finally the combination of popper and brute force gives way and with one finally thrust the strangers huge dicks sinks balls deep into Jake’s cum filled hole. Jake muffled screams turned into ecstasy as he feels the strangers dick bottom out in his hole. His hairy bush tickling his taint. Jake feels light headed and his eyes roll to the back of his head. Jakes dick is now hard again and leaking. “Now he likes it” the stranger says and the spits in his hand and the begins stroking Jake’s dick as he fucks him. “That’s it, show me what a little faggot you are, I want to see you cum with my dick deep inside you and your hole flooded with cum.” the stranger said. The Man fucks him harder and harder as Jake’s dick and balls swell. The man’s massive dick is pounding his p spot pushes him and closer to the edge. “Give me that load boy”, the stranger demands pounding him even deeper. This send Jake over the edge and him dick begins shooting ropes of cum. The first hitting his face then his smooth muscular chest and defined abs . “That’s my boy!” The stranger exclaims. He then scoops the cum from Jake’s body, pulls his dick completely out, lubes his dick with the cum and then slams the dick back in balls deep. “Now it’s my turn!” The man growls and again starts pounding Jakes hole furiously “You’re gonna beg for my charged load fag!” The man states. “Yes sir, please give me your poz Load sir” Jake responds. “I’m getting close boy! You want me to covert that neg hole? The man asks. “Yes please, flood my jock hole with your poz cum and convert me!” Jake replies. Tyler interject, “Get ready for the reveal”. Jake feels Tyler’s hand by his blindfold and begins to anticipate the identity of stranger. “BEG FOR MY TOXIC LOAD CUNT!!!” the stranger demands as his breath get heavier and heavier. “Please sir shot your toxic cum in my muscle ass!” Jake replies and with that Tyler quickly removes the blindfold and reveal the stranger to be non other than Jake father! “TAKE MY POISONOUS LOAD SON!!!” Jake’s father yells as he begins to shoot Jets of cum into Jake’s stretched hole. “FUUUUUUUCCCCCKKKK!!!!” Jake’s father continues and the cum sloshes inside him and oozes out Jakes hole. Jake complete shocked by the revelation that his poz father is fucking him forgets that he’s restrained and struggles to get free. This effort cause his body to tense up tightening the muscles around this hole cause his father even greater ecstasy extending his orgasm longer and shooting even more toxic cum into his son’s hole. As Jake’s father comes down off of the greatest orgasm he’s ever had. He gently take the used Jockstrap out Jake’s mouth goes in to Kiss Jake. “That’s my good boy. I’ve wanted that jock hole for a long time. I’m so proud of you. You took daddy’s dick like a champ”. The shock of moment fades for Jake with his father’s tender words and he begins to kiss his father back. His dad’s semi hard dick slips out of Jake’s hole and his father fingers his flooded hole. Cum leaks Jake’s hole. His father scoops it up and feeds it to his hungry boy in between kisses. Tyler unties Jake and positions himself between Jakes legs. “Now it’s my turn” he says simply.

I can see where you might think it was a set up. I guess it has the potential of being a set up. One could say maybe he was uncomfortable meeting at your place where you would have the advantage of a set up situation for him. I'm sure he likes to meet in a semi public place to make himself feel a little more safe. I know as for myself I absolutely hate the very first meet with someone. The stress of all the unknowns can be overwhelming. One time I had set up a meet with a guy at his house. When I showed up and was walking up his driveway he exited his house and led me over to the garage which had a loft apartment over the top of it. We walked down a narrow walkway between the garage and a fence to the side door to gain access to the loft apartment and when he opened the door there were many things like a ladder and other items blocking the doorway. It was obvious the loft hadn't been used in a while and being really nervous to begin with the thoughts that went through my head freaked me out. I pictured things like you see in the movies (LOL). So I told the guy "no thanks" and headed back to my car and got the hell out of there. It was almost a year later and we chatted again and ended up hooking up and had a great time. I did mention to him what I felt the time before and he understood why I acted the way I did and we had a good laugh about it. We both had a good time together a few times after that then craigslist changed and made it difficult to hook up. So whether it was a set up or just a cautious first meet there is nothing wrong with going with your gut feeling. It's listening to those gut feelings that keeps a person safe.

This happened last year, I was 21, but was the one time I realized how much of a cumdump I am. I was invited to my first orgy and decided to wear a jockstrap. I got there, there were around 11 people chatting and drinking and I meet everyone. I start talking to a guy, we kiss and I started undressing. It was the starting point. Everyone started kissing and undressing. Another guy joined us and soon I was on my knees sucking their cocks. As soon as I take my shorts off, I just see everyone turns their heads to take a look at my ass. First guy started fucking me (with a condom), then passed me to another guy (around 40 years old). He put it in me bare and started pouding me. Then he moved, got in front of me and I started sucking his cock while another guy started to fuck me. I took turns sucking other guy’s cock while getting fucked. Shortly after I took a little break. It was short. While I was coming back from the kitchen to get some water, two guys (one around 22, the other around 28) stopped me. The older one hold me while the younger penetrated me. He had a perfect cock (no condom). It was one of the best fuck sessions ever. Everyone wanted to fuck me, a good part of them bred my hole. I got around 5 loads. They were anonymous to me as I had no idea who would. I got some of their numbers and still have contact and fuck sessions with some of them. It was that night I realized I would never have a condom in my ass again.

I love to smoke when balls deep breeding, Ashing on the faggots back.

I go to Fist Fest often, thogh I will miss the April one this year as I will be at CLAW. The event brings together a wide range of pigs with varying skill levels. You will find some gret and experienced tops there to help open you and stretch you further. Myself, I m a huge pig bottom and I train nearly everyday by taking my oversize toys (all Land XL Bad-Dragon and TwisedBeast) in me. If you are still training to takes fists I highly recommend getting an XL inflatable butt plug from Mr. S Leather. Prep: invest in a shower shot. Mr. S also sells portable ones for travel. They are a must for a good deep cleaning, which takes over an hour usually. I have a couple of my big toys to ride while I am cleaning to make sure I am fully clean. Mt diet while I am there consists of soft food (think cake donuts or the like) and lots of Ensure. I take an Immodium the morning of the first day of the event and occasionally take a second one before bed on the second night and that takes care of the full 4 days of play. You have to learn how your body response to clean out and Immodium to know how to dose it. (my other half takes one the afternoon of and an hour before the first play and he is good for the weekend). Immodium should be reserved for major play stuff like a Fist fest and not a daily or weekly thing. The more your ass is used to sodomy the easier it is to last without getting super sore. My fisting aftercare includes: hosing my slopped hole with warm water using my shower shot, applying CBD lube, taking an Aleve/Mortin/Advil. After really heavy use I will often use diclofenac topical, in my hole. Just note that if you do the diclofenac, it will burn for about half a minute and then settle in and work directly on any rectal muscle inflammation. As for play itself, poppers are your friend. They are serious about the no drugs (G K T) at this event. I can take two hands with just poppers so I know the hard drugs are not necessary. As you get further into it, a little aspercreme (lidocaine) in my hole can be used as well. I reserve this for really huge stuff or when I am will into play and starting to get sore. Hope this helps! Maybe I'll see you at the July Fist Fest.

It’s all about the cum for me! Cock size is not an issue.