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"Fuck! His cumhole is so loose and sloppy! Fuck yeah!" one of the men roared aloud. How did I get to this point? Well for starters, we have to go back to the beginning. For those that know, I have been dating this amazing married couple, Robert and Bill. Two older, black silver daddies and bears with massively endowed big black cocks. They had introduced me to the wonders of being fucked bareback. Since then, we have been fucking exclusively raw. No more condoms. Since we were not mutually exclusive, we fucked other people, both men and women. Occasionally, we would meet up at their place and they would fuck my brains out. It was blissful being pounded by these two, beautiful older back bears. After a year plus of fucking, one night Robert and Bill had a surprise for me. When I arrived that night, I immediately stripped naked after entering their home. Robet and Bill were wearing nothing but fluffy, soft, white robes. They dropped their robes and revealed the new tattoos they had gotten. Robert had a biohazard sign on his stomach, right where his belly button was. Bill had two scorpions on his pelvis, right above his cock. "Do you know what these signs mean?" They asked me. "You're poz," I responded not at all shocked. The two explained how they both came to become poz. Two months ago, they were tagteaming an Asian twink. Double penetration, they whole nine yards. The twink had propositioned them: they could both breed him if he could breed the both of them. Robert and Bill were total tops and usually pulled out when they came, but this was too good of an offer to pass up. They ripped off their condoms and both slammed full force into the twink's guts and came hard. After that, the Asian twink pounded both of them into submission, raw with no lube. Two weeks after they were bred, they got sick. They went to their doctor to get tested and found out they were poz. They didn't know the twink they had fucked was poz either. "We're both highly viral. We'd understand if you don't want to be with us anymore," Bill said to me. It took me less than ten second to decide I wanted to be poz with them and told them. "Excellent!" Robert exclaimed. "I don't just want both of your viral loads. I want more. Do you know of any other silver daddies and older bears who are poz and highly viral?" I asked them. The nodded yes excitedly and started making calls to get them over here now. They got me prepared for what would be my last night neg. They showered me, cleaned me out well. Lubed me up and got my body nice and slick with massage oils. They strapped on a silicone cock ring around the base of my cock, to help keep me hard throughout the night. They walked me to the guest bedroom and had me hoisted into the sling. I say it was a "guest bedroom", in reality, it was a sex playroom. Slings, a fuck bench, a sybian, a few fuck machines, a milker, other sex toys. After I was strapped into the sling, Bill grabbed a sharpie and drew a single short line on my ass. He was going to the first to breed me tonight and make me poz. His cock was raging hard. Throbbing and practically bouncing up and down. He applied a ton of more oil to me and his cock and then it happened. Unlike the first time we fucked raw, he was not gentle. He shoved his massive cock inside me, so hard, I could feel myself tearing up on the inside. I could feel the intense burn from it. Bill wasn't making love to me; he was on a mission. He brutally fucked me., pounding me. Occasionally pulling all the way out, just to slam all the back into me, all the way to the hilt. Robert in between making out with me, encouraged me. Said I looked amazing getting fucked by his husband's poz cock. Ten minutes later and Bill roared. His cock stiffened up and unleashed white hot blasts of poz cum into torn and wrecked hole. Robert wasted no time and slammed his monstrous black cock into me. I gasped and winced at first, but that sent me over the edge. I had blown my load, hands free, all over my chest. Suddenly the doorbell rang. "They're here," Bill said giddily as left the room and walked to the front door. Robert kept fucking me. Without warning, he buried his monstrous cock to the hilt and held it there. Jet after jet of white hot poz cum was being shot into me. He grabbed the marker and drew a tally next to the one Bill drew. Just after he put the cap on, the group of poz daddies had arrived and were already hard and aching for my wrecked, poz cum filled hole. "Fuck his cumhole is loose!" of the men exclaimed. The night was just getting started....

**This is a work of fantasy and fiction. Any similarity to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental. Nothing in this work should be construed as medical advice in any way** Chapter VII: Breaking through the PrEP: Eric and I had just finished a joint pozzing of Travis, a young chaser twink off Twitter…he wanted a combo platter of HIV strain from two guys, and I offered my good friend and poz tattoo specialist Eric, who marked me with my biotat after I turned poz myself. Once we had each taken a turn inside his neg hole, I suggested we double-fuck Travis with our poz weapons, and the kid obligingly sat down on both our engorged pierced poz cocks at the same time. His eyes lit up at the double anal invasion, his cock wildly helicoptering around spontaneously started spewing his last neg load into the air in a graceful arc. It was not long after that that Eric and I both simultaneously impregnated the kid with two big toxic HIV loads to upgrade his hole into the poz brotherhood. He dismounted off us and rolled over in bliss at the pending infection that was already at work, our joint strains infiltrating his bloodstream, marking him forever as pozzed. Eric and I high-fived each other and made our way out of the kid’s apartment, being sure to remind him to text us the good news in a couple of weeks. Eric almost never bothers to wear a shirt, and when I got my biotat, had 2 “X’s” emblazoned around his inked scorpion, meaning he had successfully infected 20+ guys. And while I was doing my best to catch up to him, my relatively meager 6 confirmed pozzings paled next to his, especially now that I saw a 3rd “X” marked on him, marking him as an apex poz predator, converting at least 30 guys into the beautiful poz brotherhood. “Hey, when this twink turns poz, who gets the credit as his pozzer,?” I wondered to Eric as we stepped outside, thinking of my own 1st “X” to get me closer to membership in The Ten. “We both get credit, brother,” he replied, “it’s not a race, I just started way before you. Remember, I’ve been poz-toxic for over 10 years now!” So this twink will be your 7th and my [here he paused to check a note on his phone] my 36th!”, he said proudly. “Maybe the question is will you get your first “X” before I get my fourth one,” he pondered, chuckling at the thought. At that my phone buzzes - another chaser hitting me up, sliding into my DMs asking me to slide my pierced poz smoking gun into his neg unprotected hole. My phone has never had so many text alerts, it was becoming tough to keep the professional career-oriented part of my life separate from the pozzing part of it. “You gotta get some burner phones, dude,” Eric said as we walked to our cars, “I just bought four more for myself, I’ll let you have one,” he said, opening the trunk of his car and pulling out a plastic-wrapped brand new burner phone. “You need this to keep it all separate,” he remarked, “now, I gotta go, I got one more chaser to turn tonight, he’ll be Number 37! ” he said flipping through his own burner phone. Oh, and there’s this one, he’s really cute, and his ass pic is really tempting, but he’s says he’s on PrEP and I don’t waste my seed if it’s not gonna poz the guy.” He showed me the pic of the 20-year old PrEPPED kid’s hole. My cock, despite having just erupted a big load of viral cum into the twitter twink’s hole, stirred once more. “I got no other candidates today,” I said, “I’ll do him, even if he’s PrEPPED…I like a challenge,” and with that Eric sent me the Francisco’s info and I quickly texted him and made arrangements to breed his PrEPPED-up hole later that night. Eric and I shared a deep kiss in front of our cars, and as we did, he whispered in my ear “Never stop pozzing, my brother!” and I reminded him that soon I was flying to Chicago to get into InstaKyle’s hole and hopefully poz him into the club. “Have a good trip and let me know how it goes,” he said, getting into his car and driving off. I went home and finished packing all the essentials - a new toothbrush, still in its packaging, and a 3oz squeeze bottle of saved cum from the freezer that I saved from some j/o sessions I did. No better lube than cum. Even if by the time I use it on someone, it’s probably inert by then – but I’ve got an endless supply of weaponized HIV loads in my balls ready to be unleashed. After a nap and a quick shower, I was back out of the house to drive over to Silver Lake to breed this hot hole referred by Eric…I was really hoping the kid had forgotten his PrEP a few times in the past week, or maybe if somehow I was viral enough to get past his PrEP defenses…after all, my VL was over 1.7 million at the moment, enough again to puzzle the Idealistic Young Gay Doctor into switching my medications, not knowing I wasn’t gonna take them anyway. I pulled up to the kid’s place and walk through the unlocked door as he said it would be. I found him in the back bedroom ass-up and waiting for me. “Thanks for coming, I really need this,” he said, “and can you do some poz talk while you’re in me?” “You still on PrEP, right?” I asked “Yes, but I crave poz cum,” said the kid. “I know I’m on PrEP, but want your bugged-up load inside me.” “I’m really toxic right now, I might just get my strain past your defenses,” I cautioned, not really believing that but willing to play along. Francisco was a hot little bottom twink, his tan skin glistened fresh from the shower, his ample cock would one day make a great pozzing stick, if he weren’t wasting its potential with PrEP. He taunted me a little with his hot hole with the happy trail of hair down his crack and his mocking of my toxicity against his medicated defenses: “You’ll never get through my PrEP, Mister but you can try. But you aren’t gonna poz me,” he taunted, getting onto the bed and on all fours, “in fact, you’re just gonna neg me with your load.” Challenge accepted, I tongue at his hairy hole a bit which is sweet and smooth inside…I do this for a few minutes and then pull out the toothbrush from my pocket. “You want this in your neg hole? If you’re as neg as you say it won’t make a difference, but this is my standard pozzing ritual.” “LOL, dude, sure go for it, but I won’t convert.” “That’s what he thinks,” I say to myself as I launch the brush into his hole, a generous application of my saved cum and some fresh pre-cum applied to it, and proceed to turn it back and forth a few times as he moans in pleasure. I take a few extra minutes scratching up his insides with the brush, giving my viral load every chance to penetrate his PrEP. “Man, that feels so good, I didn’t think it would,” but you’re still not pozzing me even with the brush,” this impudent kid tells me. I just take out the now bright-red pozzing brush and replace it with my hard pierced poz cock which I lubed up with my saved loads, all in one fell swoop and all the way down, balls-deep inside his boyhole. I don’t bother waiting for him to acclimate to it, I just start pile-driving it into him. “Yeah, right in there all the way, take that poz tool,” I command him. “I’m gonna break through those defenses and smash your hole into the poz brotherhood.” “No way, man,” he says breathlessly, taking my fuck and pushing back against me, “you can try, dude, keep pounding me, man. Make me wish you were pozzing me right now!” ‘Oh, you little fucker, I am pozzing you right now!” I thrust deeply in and out of the kid’s cunt. I know we’re role playing a little here, but only just a little, for if there’s a way in hell to get through the PrEP, my viral load swimming with fresh HIV wants to find it. He wants the poz fuck and poz load, just not to turn poz, well “We’ll see about that, kid,” I tell him. “Let’s see in two or three weeks if your PrEP worked,” I add, grinding further into him and preparing to blast my strain inside his toothbrushed hole. “Neg hole gonna stay neg,” he laughed, taunting me more. With that, my cock grew even more inside this bratty kid and as it shot off 8 or 9 injections of my high-viral poz seed into him, I pushed it deeper and deeper inside. I know logically it can’t convert him if he’s on PrEP but it was fun to play around with him like it could. I dismount off him and get dressed to go. “That was fun, man,” he smiles up at me…”I know you wanted to poz me,” but I’m not ready for that yet, maybe someday,” he gets up and kisses me and on my way out, I tell him “Let’s see in a few weeks,” as we both laugh – he because he thinks it’ll never happen and me because I think it just might, against the odds, it just might… It’s three weeks later and Travis, the twink that Eric and I tag-teamed and double-fucked, happily sends us both his results: POZ. “Bingo,” I text back to Erik on his burner phone, “we got him! 7 for me and now 36 for you!” “Make that 38 for me, dude!” “Man, you are a pozzing machine!” A week later, I’m checking Francisco’s twitter feed: “Feel like crap today, called in sick to work, hope it’s not COVID” “Went to Urgent Care,” he tweets a few hours later, “Thankfully NOT COVID.” Two days later: “Saw my doctor, his hot nurse Keith got squeezed me in at last minute.” Two days later: “Guess I’m poz now, thanks PrEP! So many emotions right now!” I quickly take a screen grab of the tweet and forward it off to Eric and Keith: “Got another one, that makes 8 confirmed.” “Congrats, brother! Proud Papa to 8 poz sons, the feeling gets better and better!” Eric messages back. Keith just texts back a pic of his furry stomach and now 2 X’s next to his biotat. He hit 20! I gotta catch up to these guys someday!

Part 3 the Breeding. What was I to do, nothing to be done really my fait was sealed, I could either cry or embrace my new life as a cumdump to be used and filled by every POZ cock presented, so fuck it. I looked at Joel and said please fuck me and make me part of your brotherhood. Joel looked at me and smiled saying Tim has accepted his new life my brothers time to properly welcome him 😊 Joel released my arms and feet from the stocks and I was placed face down on a breeding bench, he could have secured me down but didn’t as a sign of trust I think, as I looked around all the guys where fully naked sporting ragging hard-ons most of them glistening with toxic pre-cum. Then I heard Joel say as is tradition brothers as the leader I will be busting Tim’s cherry and giving him his first experience of be fucked, breed and seeded with fresh Positive cum, then the seniors through to the new twinks in our ranks will all deliver their own strains into Tim, as I said earlier Brothers all Poz cum and strains must be delivered into his cumdump, Tim is now a vessel for our pleasure 😊 (one thing I had noticed, all of these guys were hairless which made their junk look so much bigger and hotter) Joel who was now naked sporting the biggest cock and balls I had ever seen moved to my mouth and I instinctively open up as wide as I could as he pushed his fat long hard cock down my throat, chocking me in the process, he didn’t take long and pulled out, soon enough he was behind me and pulled out the small butt plug which and been making sure John’s final gift of 10 toxic loads was infecting my bloodstream. I felt the huge angry head of Joels cock push against my Cherry ring and I instinctively pushed back to which Joel said look Tim really wants it as he pushed forward the angry head of his cock ripped my ring open and pushed in, his hard cock made its way slowly inching its way deeper, he was being gentle as this huge member stopped against my inner ring, this is going to hurt for a minute Tim as he pulled back grabbed hold of my waist and then slammed back in braking through me inner ring until I felt his huge balls on my butt, the gentle man was no more as he was piston fucking me for what seemed like a life time until he pulled out and flipped me on my back, shit as he hammered back into me I swear it was even deeper I could tell he was getting close as his ball sack was no longer slapping my butt it was hard, a short while later Joel shouted out here it comes, Breed me, Breed me, I want your toxic cum Joel I shouted at the same time as I was felling his enormous cock swell to an even bigger size he balls contracted and cum started pushing to escape me slit and as Joel shouted Fuck, Fuck, Fuck take my Poz babies Tim, one more deep thrust past my inner ring and he held still as I felt is cock throbbing and cum flooding my bowels, my cock was spraying my face and chest with the largest orgasm I had ever experienced, Tim stayed deep inside me and I was loving the radiating warmth of his long fat cock. Joel, said to me, Tim you are awesome I am going to enjoy your hotness for years to come, welcome to our brotherhood I am sure your Poz status will be confirmed in the next couple of weeks, but for now you have a task in hand to drain all your brother toxic cum from their sacks so time to get to it as he pulled his cock from my flooded bowels. Part 4: I can’t take anymore, if you want?

I was picking up a friend from Birmingham Airport and had a day to spare, so I visited the Sauna at Darleston. It was Wednesday so a naked day and busy. As usual lots of guys wandering around. I wasn't getting much fun so I went down stairs to the dark room. I lubed up my hole and waited. It was a while but eventually I heard someone behind me. I felt him rubbing his cock against my hole, gently pushing against me. After a short while his cock just slid into me and filled me up. I gasped as he was pretty big. He held me down and began fucking steadily, his cock going deep inside. He kept this up for about 10 mins then said "I want to cum!" to which I replied "Go on then!". He started to fuck me harder with long deep thrusts, then with a moan and a very hard finally thrust I could feel his cock pulsating as he came inside me. After he pulled out, I felt another cock pushing against me.........

I used to be with a man that wanted me to be vocal while getting bred. It actually comes natural for me so it’s not a problem. I can control it though and bring it down to a slight whimper when needed. I let the man dictate how much volume comes out of me though. In the past when we would visit my parents my man would breed me and want me to be loud. I was uncomfortable with that because I didn’t want my family hearing. He did. He wanted everyone to know my pussy belonged to him. It made breakfasts with the family awkward.

Part 4: I can’t take anymore, if you want? Joel got back to working the camera and the first granddad lined up his positive cock and pushed in hard in one quick thrust he was like a jack rabbit hammering as if this was the last fuck he would ever have, this is fine boipussy brothers he said, then as he started to tense up my cock erupted yet again covering me in yet more cum as I went to wipe it Joel grabbed my hand and said no leave it show the camara and our viewers what a dirty little fag whore you have become. Our viewers yes Tim you are the star of a live feed 😊so just think of all the cum our viewers are ejaculating whilst watching you…Brother breed me seed my boipussy with your toxic cum, now now now I want it at which time he shouted fuck, fuck, take it as his old man cock thrust and pulsed ropes and ropes of cum into my already flooded boipussy. As the breeding session was coming to an end the last of my new brother took his place, he couldn’t have been much older than me a proper twink with a great ram rod of a cock which he planted straight into to my diseased flooded hole and piston fucked me until I felt his cock throb and put even more toxic seed in me. Once he pulled out my brothers started applauding and Joel shoved a large butt plug into my ruined pussy. Okay he said get the offering bowl, the bowl was placed under me cunt and the plug removed and toxic cum flowed out filling the bowl, when it stop the butt plug was pushed back in. Each one of my brothers took a sip from the bowl and then deposited it down into my mouth French kissing me in the process, causing me to swallow all the toxic cum. Joel said brothers Tim’s right of passage into our brotherhood is complete Tim has accepted his coming of age birthday gifts in his boipussy and bowels and now has all your toxic seed in his stomach. His baptism has been completed to which my bothers applauded again. I was raised again by my arms and cuffed to the chains as Joel circled with the camera in hand took the marker pen out and crossed through the word VIRGIN and said look at this fine blemish free twink cumdump, he wont be negative for long so if you want to rent him out for a Poz breeding party call for the costs…CUT Part 5 my new life if you want?

EPILOGUE My life pretty much exploded after that fateful night. Obviously it was over with Sarah, and I moved out as soon as I could. She completely ghosted me, which I don't blame her for after what she definitely saw come through on her phone/ I was damn near disowned by my family, although after a few months my sister-in-law reached out and met up with me. I was told to be patient, that they would come to terms with it, and that they still loved me. A year on and that hasn't come to pass, but at least she messages me every month or so to check in so it feels like there's some connection. I haven't seen any of the guys since it happened, and can only assume that I won't again. I had caught a few of their horrified messages on the journey home from the club before my phone went on silent, and by the time I turned it back on the next day I had been kicked out of the WhatsApp group. I suppose I could have tried directly calling or texting one or two of them, but I doubted that would get me very far. I'm also off the football team, although one of the gay guys who plays now comes round regularly to breed me, often bringing a mate or two. I'm thinking of joining a gay men's team if they'll have me. I did manage to avoid getting fired, largely because the only person in the office who found out about it was one of the managers in the finance team. He seemed so straight-laced and proper that it was a bit of a surprise to find myself being essentially blackmailed into taking his loads - and those of whoever else he felt should have a go with me - on a regular basis. Underneath the grey suits and general ledgers was a toxic pig, it transpired. The pierced guy, who I now know as Brian, took me in once I had moved out of the flat I shared with Sarah. "He's gone" was the only thing he was willing to say about his partner's absence, and I didn't probe it any further. Perhaps what had been done to me was a wake-up call for Brian, but I didn't think that could be it alone. Either way, I moved into the basement garden flat and started paying some rent, although it is pretty cheap and I earn my keep in other ways. Rarely a day goes by when he doesn't breed me in some part of the house. I know what you're wondering, and yes, I did of course come down with the fuck flu. It wasn't too bad, and a quick visit to a clinic once I was better confirmed the diagnosis. I've gone on meds, on the basis that I may as well stay healthy seeing as I'm just a receptacle rather than a potential gifter. I now bear a large stylised biohazard tattoo on my upper back - annoyingly meaning I have to wear thick shirts at work even on hot days - and took a lot of inspiration from Ace Era when I elected to get the words "BREED" and "ME" imprinted on each of my buttcheeks. Free of Sarah's disapproval, I'm still thinking about other tattoos to get, but these seemed like the most important ones. For now, I have something of a life. I have made a couple of new friends to give me some sense of normality, and I have a large and ever expanding list of guys who like to use me regularly. I also frequently just take my chances on the heath or other cruising locations, eager to satisfy a need that has only grown stronger over time. Brian sometimes takes me back to the club, although I've never experienced anything quite like my first night there. My only regret is the way things worked out with my friends and family, but I suppose I've made peace with it. I'm not sure where things will go as I get older, but I'm keeping any potential loss of appeal at bay with a robust gym regime. It doesn't hurt that most workouts end up with a recharging or two in the toilets from the toxic doms who run the place. To this day I still don't get turned on by men, other than by the prospect of being reamed out. I continue to find women attractive, and on the rare occasions when I have some alone time of that nature, it is straight porn that I watch. I don't know that I will ever understand why I'm wired up so wrong, but that's OK. I have accepted who I am. My name is Christian Berg. I'm straight. I'm poz. I'm a cumdump for any man that wants to use me. And this was my story. THE END

I took a deep inhale of my third cigarette in a row, while continuing to stare dumbfounded at my phone. Facebook, Instagram, WhatsApp groups - all had been used to communicate to my nearest and dearest what I had become. It must have been so early on in the night that he had managed to unlock it by pointing it at my face without me knowing, given how long the pictures had been up. I had deleted them of course, but the damage was done. The vitriol in the messages and comments made it clear that people had seen it, and they were not amused. No more need to break up with Sarah, she was well aware of what I now was. Probably no need to get involved with the normally complicated planning of the family Christmas gathering, as I doubt any of them would want me there around my nieces and nephews. Unlikely to be many more drinks with the guys. Doubtful I would play football with that particular club again. Even if not everyone I was connected to had seen the graphic images, they would certainly hear about them. At least, for now, nothing related to my job seemed to have been affected. "I can't believe you did this to me" I quietly said to the pierced guy and his partner, before taking another deep draw on my cigarette. "Yeah, well, now you won't have any distractions getting in the way of servicing the many men who will want a piece of you" said the pierced guy, although I detected a slight hesitance in his voice. I was not convinced he had known his partner was going to do this. "You've destroyed my life" I said, a bit more firmly. "Your old life" the partner said. "That's not who you are anymore." "Fuck you" I replied. "That was for me to decide, not you." "Oh, he's finally growing a pair" replied the partner, sneering at me. "Bit late now though. If you'd shown you had a spine before now I might have reconsidered." Man, I had misjudged these two. Or at least the partner. I knew they were pushing me into things fast, but I never detected any malice before now. "Come on" said the pierced guy, quite gently. "We'll take you home. I think you've had enough for tonight." I was now convinced he hadn't played a part in what his partner had done. I looked at him, and then nodded. "Just you though" I said. "I'm done with your friend here." His partner sneered at me, but the pierced guy looked at him and nodded. The partner looked between the two of us, and then went back inside in a bit of a huff. "I'm sorry" said the pierced guy. "I didn't know he was going to do that." "Yeah, I figured" I replied. "I'm ruined." "You're not ruined" he said. "If your friends and family love you, they'll come around." "After I've apparently sent them graphic photos and videos of me getting gangbanged?" I responded. "Yeah" he sighed, "perhaps not." We stood looking at one another for a moment, and then he put his hand on my shoulder and encouraged me back inside. I got out of the restraints, and put my clothes and bling back on. From the sounds of it there was still plenty going on downstairs, but we slipped back outside and walked back to the car. "Where's home?" he asked. "Clapham" I replied. "But you can drop me off at a station or something." "No, that's OK" he said. "I think I owe you at least a chauffeur-driven ride home." The drive back was near silent. I mostly just stared out the window, losing myself in an increasingly panicked cycle of thoughts about what had happened and what was to follow. Sensing my deteriorating state of mind, shortly after setting out the pierced guy had pulled over, taken my phone out of my hands, put it on night mode and then handed it back, all without speaking. Thereafter I just watched the world go by, lost in my thoughts. Eventually we got back to the quiet street where Sarah and I rented an upstairs flat in a terraced house. Rather than just stopping and letting me out, he parked the car in a rare space and then sat for a moment. "Do you want to come in?" I eventually asked. Strangely, now that we were here, I felt like I needed company to stave off the panic. "Is that what you want?" he responded. "Yes" I stated. "Your partner is a cunt for what he has done to me, but you didn't know about that. Right now I don't think I want to be alone." "OK" he said, before opening the car door and climbing out. I did the same, lighting up a cigarette once I was on the pavement. We waited for a couple of minutes for me to quickly finish it, then I stubbed it out and plonked the butt into our wheelie bin. I then let us in, and we went upstairs. How things had changed since I was last there. I looked around at almost a living museum of the life I had led before the weekend. It wasn't really who I was, I knew that even while going along with it, but it was definitely a thing of the past now. I figured I would have to start the process of moving out the next day, although to go where I had no idea. I doubted I would have many offers of a spare room or sofa. "Would you like a drink?" I asked him, putting those thoughts aside for now.. "Are we here to drink?" he replied, after a pause. "I guess not" I said. Without any further words, I turned off the lights I had just switched on, and headed into the bedroom. He followed me in, and within a few minutes I was face down on the bed with his pierced cock once again buried deep up my hole. Sunday would be hell. Sunday would be the fallout. Sunday would be the first day of whatever life I was now going to be leading. But for now, I closed my eyes and just accepted my fate.

To me, verbal, or any sounds that come out of me, are a response to the Man i am with, not the other way around. i sucked a Mans cock about a week ago, and He was incessant with verbal. i have experienced incessant verbal with a Top before, and it was one of the most profound connections i have ever had, but with this Guy, it was interfering with the connection. The difference? The Man i connected with was real, all His verbal was a real expression of what He was feeling and experiencing, the one who disconnected was trying to hard, he was doing what he thought would be hot, effective, but it was contrived vs a real expression of where he was at, what he was feeling. i think verbal or sounds that we make, are tools to communicate, not to imitate some porn scene or some imagined event we want vs the one we are currently experiencing. As an aside, sometimes the words that come out are nonsensical, especially if the sex connection is really good, brain gets overloaded and what comes out of the mouth is word salad lol. i think imitation begging from a bottom, or imitation instruction from a Top, are both obnoxious and counter productive. But when they are expressions of what One/one is truly feeling and experiencing at the time, i think it is part of the fuck and connection and i'm glad when it's expressed.

Part 2: There I was hanging, hairless with my shaved cock and balls hard and dripping pre-cum, guys let’s put a cock ring on him, okay Tim’s is hanging on the edge look at his tight balls, let’s get that negative cum out of him hands free, that’s when I felt a tongue licking my virgin ring and it was enough as I felt the tingling at the head of my cock, then a finger pushed straight pass my ring and the cum worked up my throbbing cock and exploded in ropes and ropes of cum, it was the heaviest orgasm of my life, the six guys where like frenzied animals lapping up all my cum. Once they had lapped up all my cum they tilted my head back and dribbled all my cum down my throat, someone then said enjoy the taste it’s your last negative cum of your life. Soon enough the attention was back on my junk and one of the guys got a heavy wide stainless steel cock ring and pulled my balls and cock through (damn it was tight) instantly my cock was hard blood engorged and throbbing. Okay guys the camera man said remove the mouth spreader and put a hood on him, as soon as I could speak I said please don’t kill me, do what you want but let me live, which they found funny and started laughing, don’t worry you will have a good few years and loads of infected cum before that happens. With that a hood was put over my head and zipped up, okay let’s get Tim though to the stage all the members of are brotherhood are waiting and I was led through to another area. I could here applause as I was led in, once on the stage I was secured by my wrists again and somebody removed my hood, the stage was a full circle with a padded bench and stocks. As I was hanging there, I notice what must be 20 guys of all ages in a circle around the stage with cameras and tv monitors everywhere. The mixed race guy whose name was Joel quieten everyone down and said lets do the introductions before the conversion party starts. Joel said “This is the Brotherhood of the Unmedicated Positive and we welcome Tim who has willing signed a legally binding contract to be the property of the members of the brotherhood, for our pleasure. It is Tim’s 18th Birthday today, so we honour him with our gifts, multiple strains and DNA. As is tradition our last fallen member John has left the gift of his toxic cum to ensure his strain lives on in Tim, as he said this the screen showed this waste guy cumming in a jar. John, before he died collect his last 10 loads and here it is ready in this syringe as the supreme birthday present for Tim. Okay, its time and remember my brothers only one rule fill Tim and welcome him to his new life and the brotherhood. Soon I was release laid down on my back bent over double with my arms and legs secured in the stocks, on the screen over me I could be my pink rose on full display. Joel then spat on my hole and said it’s time taking a bottle brush he inserted it through my ring and slow pushed it in deep and deeper until it hit the wall of my inner ring, then one push and it was past, Joel started fucking and twisting the brush as it tore me up internal after a couple of minutes of extreme pain he pulled the brush out and showed the brotherhood the blood coated bristles. Tim is ready and John’s strains will live on 😊 Joel said. Then there was a show of the toxic cum filled syringe with a Biohazard label for a while before Joel took the syringe and pushed it through my ring with the camera showing Joel pushing the plunger in and coating my insides with 10 loads of toxic cum. Okay Tim is still technically a Virgin as he shoved a butt plug in my boy pussy. As is tradition we wait for 5 minutes to ensure that John’s gift of his unmedicated strains get into Tim’s blood stream and start his conversion and acceptance into our brotherhood. Part 3 the Breeding if you want?

God knows what time of the night - or morning - it was now. I was up on a small stage in a rather dingy basement club, currently squatting down with two enormous cocks in my hole. By this point I was so used and stretched out that, while feeling pretty stuffed, I wasn't in any pain from the double penetration. The pierced guy was next to me holding on to my big silver chain, which they had attached to a hoop on a big wide leather collar they had put me in. My wrists were back in the restraints from earlier in the day, only this time they had been clasped closely together in front of me using my chunky bracelet as a connecting double chain. I was otherwise just wearing a black leather jockstrap the guys had given me, and my own Timberland boots. Prior to being in this position, but after having been taken doggy style on a fuckbench by a whole succession of men, I had been lying in a sling and looking up at the boots worrying about the numerous cum stains possibly ruining them. Strange to be focusing on an issue like that while load after load of toxic splooge was being ejaculated into me by a horde of bears. They weren't completely ruthless, allowing me regular gulps of water, and even taking me upstairs a couple of times for a cigarette break. During these breaks some fellow smokers among them chatted to me in a casual, friendly way that seemed at odds with the role I was playing tonight. The role I guess I would be playing a lot more from now on. I just went with the flow, deciding that I would properly go home on Sunday and start to deal with all of this then. I guess I would have to start by finding a new place to live. Maybe some new clothing. How the mind wanders once the sex has been going on for a while. The double-fucking was a new experience to me, but after the initial pain of the first go, I was actually pretty into it. In a life that was clearly now going to be driven by a need for cock, getting two of them at once was actually a pretty efficient way forward and one I would be repeating for sure. I would have to buy some bigger toys to keep me in shape. As the two guys in me sped up to a faster rhythm in anticipation of gifting me again, something caused me to turn my head a bit. There I could see the pierced guy's partner holding up a phone and filming me, but rather than be as horrified as I had been earlier on today, this time I just looked straight at the lens as I bounced up and down. "Yes lad" said the pierced guy from next to me. "Show all those hungry fuckers at home what they're missing." I started bouncing a bit hard, then decided to properly go for broke. "No-one needs to miss out on anything" I said, loud enough that I thought it would be picked up over the noise in the room. "My arse is open to any guy that wants it." "Yeah?" said the pierced guy, playing along. "Yes" I almost growled, really starting to hammer myself up and down. "No load refused." "Old, young, fat, thin, clean, diseased" the pierced guy reeled off. "You'll take them all, right?" "I'll take them all" I shouted, slamming myself down onto the cocks in my hole, pushing their bearers over the edge. I panted heavily while staring at the phone. "My name is Christian Berg, I'm straight, my arse is full of poz cum, and I will take any load." A round of applause went up from the rest of the guys in the room, and after filming for a moment or two longer, the pierced guy's partner lowered the phone. "Good lad" whispered the pierced guy, having bent forward so he was next to my ear. "That's the way to end a live stream." I bowed my head, continuing to pant as I felt the cocks in me slowly begin to soften. There was still a lot of energy in the room, so I didn't expect this to be ending anytime soon. However, it did feel like something else had just ended. I had not attempted to hide my face. I had used my real name. I was going to get found out, and it was not going to be pretty. Still, I would surely have some time to prepare for that. It was only then, as his partner approached us and got into the better light over the stage, that I recognised the distinctive blue/white stripes and yellow lion insignia on the case of the phone he had been using to film. IFK Gothenburg official merchandise. Just like the case my grandfather had bought last time I'd gone over to visit. Oh fuck, that was my phone...

I woke up during the late afternoon, and hauled myself off the bed. I padded through to the bathroom, took off the leather restraints and got into the shower for the second time that day, this time to clean up the remnants of the latest set of guys to use me. Once finished and towel-dried, I stood in front of the mirror looking at myself for a while. There I was, still the same guy on the outside, but now changed in so many other ways. No longer a straight guy who liked to have some fun with other men between relationships. Probably on my way to having HIV. Happy. Yes, happy. A man who is attracted to women should not be pleased about resigning himself to a life of being used by other men, but I could not deny that the decisions I had taken over the last few hours had calmed something inside me. Maybe, I wondered, this was a sign that I wasn't so straight after all, if I ever was. But yet, even in that moment of staring at whoever it was I had become, I could not deny that it was women who got me aroused. I chuckled to myself as I thought of what a psychoanalyst would do with someone whose wiring was so clearly messed up. Then there was the virus. I don't know how many of the loads I had taken on the heath had been toxic, but every single one that had gone inside me in that bedroom this morning had been. My hole had been roughed up by all those piercings, and I could not see how I was headed for anything except conversion. I had heard about some sort of drug that you could take, a bit like a morning after pill, but it did not seem to register that this was an option for me. I was going to become poz, and that's all there was to it. This was all a bit too much to think about, so I shook my head and then looked around the bathroom. I was pleased, perhaps a bit surprised, to see my watch, chains, wallet and other bits still sitting on the countertop where I had dumped it all while my clothes were put into the machine, so I re-blinged and then carried the rest back out into the bedroom. It was then that I noticed my clothes neatly folded on a chair, so clearly one of the hosts had slipped in while I was passed out. That was sweet, I thought. I got myself dressed, and then decided to open up the doors into the garden so I could have a cigarette. I wasn't sure where my hosts were, but a bit of nicotine was needed before I headed upstairs to investigate. I should probably go home too, I decided. I enjoyed the smoke in the warm afternoon sun, so lit another shortly after. Once that was done, I went back through the bedroom and upstairs. Just as I reached the hallway, the pierced guy emerged from what I could see was a big kitchen. "Ah, there's our juicy cumdump" he said, smirking at me. "Hi" I said. "How are you feeling?" he asked. "Not sure" I replied. "A bit sore." "Well, not too sore I hope" he said, his expression now taking on a bit of a leer. "We have plans for you." "You do?" I asked, rather hesitantly. "Hell yes" he said. "The video from this morning are already very popular, so you're much in demand." "Video?" I croaked. "Oh yes" he said, grinning. "Every moment was captured and live-streamed, and the recording has got very popular in even just a few hours." I gulped. OK, it was one thing to have submitted myself to that gangbang, but another for it to be out there in full public view. "You...you filmed it?" I asked. "Can...can you see my face?" "Of course" he replied, as though it was nothing. "Pozzing videos are always more popular when you can see the bottom accepting their fate." At this point I mentally shut down. Somewhere, out there, was a video showing me willingly taking toxic load after toxic load. Whatever hazy plans I may have had about keeping my new life from my friends and family, there was now a good chance that my cover was going to be blown. My cousin, my sister's brother-in-law, even one of the two gay guys on my football team. Any of them could be into this stuff. "What's more" the pierced guy continued, "we've had an offer in from an acquaintance of ours who rather enjoyed having something to watch with his lunch." "What kind of offer?" I asked, glancing back up at him after staring at the floor for quite a while. "Well, he's got a load of guys assembling at his club tonight for a bit of fun together, and he thinks you will be the perfect star attraction." He paused, perhaps waiting for me to say something. "You know, sort of a live-action sequel to this morning." "Oh god" I sighed, looking back down. "You said you were free all weekend" he suggested. "No real reason to leave those guys unsatisfied, is there?" "I was going to go home" I mumbled. He walked over to me, and put his hand on my shoulder. "Son" he said, causing me to look up at him. "You bent over a log on the heath and took what was coming to you for hours last night. You didn't fight when we suggested you lie down on the bed and take on another group of men this morning. This is who you are. Just embrace it." "I'm straight" I croaked out. "Yeah, well, boo for you" he said, smiling warmly at me. "You're a cumdump, soon to be a poz cumdump. Anything else is just a distraction." I stared into his eyes for a moment, then nodded and looked back down to the floor. "Good lad" he said, patting my shoulder a couple of times. "Now, seeing as you're not going anywhere, why don't I make you a drink or two before we get you ready for tonight." "I'm hungry" I said, still looking at the floor. "For food" I added, feeling I needed to clarify what I meant. "OK" he said, "but we can't be filling you up, not with what you've got ahead of you." He turned and went back into the kitchen, and I paused for a moment before following him in to see his partner sitting at a big glass dining table reading a newspaper. "We on?" he asked, looking up at the pierced guy. "We're on" he replied, grinning at his partner. "Good lad" said the other, turning to looking at me. Good boy. Good lad. I was starting to feel like a pet dog to these two. But hey, I guess that's what I was sort of becoming...

FYI if you object to interracial role play this is not for you... Got the roughest bbc I've ever had yesterday. This dude hit me up on sniffies...was about 6'1, lean, 23yo, and said he was hung. I was cleaned out and looking for dick so I had him come over. He ended up having one of the longest dicks I've ever encountered...not the thickest but super long and nearly 11 hard... He gave me some rough deepthroat for a while but when I told him he should start fucking me he got serious for a moment and told me clearly that he fucks rough and that it takes him a while to cum. Said specifically he likes to go hard on white guys and told me if I wanted to back out he wouldn't be pissed cuz he didn't want to stop midway through. I almost laughed and said I'd have no problem...which I soon found out was misplaced confidence. Ended up power fucking me nearly nonstop for a bit over an hour...after about 20 minutes I started to have some trouble taking it, and at nearly 40 it almost became unbearable given how deep he was getting. At that point I started to nearly fall off the bed but he held me down and proceeded to fuck even harder, which only ended up making me piss the bed. That was pretty much the only break I got cuz he then ripped off my jock, which was soaked in piss, and shoved it in my mouth to muffle me. For the next 20 minutes or so I tried my best not to pass out several times till he eventually shot in me. Ultimately maybe the most intense fuck I've ever had. One of the first in recent memory where it actually lacked pleasure for me but where I kept going out of a need to please such a young dominant alpha. Plus the feeling of being rearranged inside, while uncomfortable, gave me an intense satisfaction.

**This is Fantasy and fiction. And the purpose of the article is not to encourage unsafe sex. Any resemblance to someone's life is purely coincidental. Nothing in this work should in any way be construed as medical advice or instruction.** ~~~~~~ Chapter 1 Jeff arrived at the big congress hotel already on Sunday afternoon, even though the actual meeting doesn't start until Monday morning. The congress hotel was huge, because more than a thousand participants from all over the world were expected for the congress. The congress was the first for 26-year-old Jeff and everything seemed really big. Jeff works as a product manager in a technology company, and the conference deals with technology news. Jeff is still young, but he has already been married for 6 years and has 3 children with his wife. Jeff comes from a very religious family, so getting married young and having many children was a natural way of life. Jeff is handsome. Jeff has a long, muscular runner's body. Whenever possible, Jeff puts on minimalist running shorts and a sleeveless running shirt and heads for a run. Jeff secretly thinks he's a pretty sexy sight in his running clothes. Now, however, Jeff had arrived alone at the big conference hotel for the first time. He would have all Sunday evening and all next week to be alone without his wife and children. First time in many years. Jeff went to his room and took off everything except his briefs. Jeff admired himself and his fleshy buttocks from the large mirror in the hotel room. Jeff dug out the tiny speedos from his bag and decided to check out the spa department of the conference hotel before dinner. Sunday night in the spa department seemed to be very peaceful. Jeff got to relax his muscles in the hot tub all by himself, after which he went to the steam room. Before entering the sauna, Jeff took off his speedo on a hook outside the sauna and wrapped a towel around his waist. The steam room had warm and thick steam. Jeff climbed to the top level and sat down. He found himself alone in the sauna. In the warm steam, Jeff massaged his muscles and sometimes also his slightly stiffened cock through the towel. Suddenly the sauna door opened and someone entered. Someone also got up to the top level and sat quite close to Jeff. Not too close, but surprisingly close in an empty sauna. A well-built man in his 60s greeted Jeff. Jeff greeted back. After a while, Jeff saw with his side eye how the man opened the towel and was now sitting completely naked next to Jeff. The man said the warm steam was good for the muscles and massaged his chest and thighs. Jeff tried to answer casually, but his voice caught in his throat. Jeff was clearly nervous and he couldn't take his eyes off the man's thick flaccid cock. Sometimes the man stroked his own cock lightly and moaned with pleasure. Jeff's towel went up like a tent as he greedily eyed the older man's thick cock. Just then, the man turned to Jeff and reached out to shake Jeff's hand. "Im Burt. Are you here for next week's technology conference?" "Yes, im Jeff," answered Jeff confused. "Do you already have company for dinner? If not, you're welcome to join," said Burt. "That could be nice," said Jeff. "Good, see you in half an hour in room 1139 for aperitifs," said Burt. Burt wrapped a towel around himself and got up and left. 30 minutes later, Jeff stood at the door of room 1139 in black pants and a white collared shirt. “Knock knock”. After a while, Burt opened the door in his bathrobe. "Sorry, I haven't had time to get dressed yet, but come in". "Here's my husband Jack and here's Jeff. Jeff's coming to dinner with us. What would you like to drink Jeff, is whiskey alright?" Burt continued. "Yes whiskey will do" said Jeff shyly. Jack wasn't dressed for dinner yet either. Jack, who is the same age as Burt, was wearing tight shorts and a sleeveless shirt. Jack had a body as muscular as Burt's. Burt handed Jeff a glass full of whiskey and directed Jeff to sit in an armchair in the hotel room. Jeff had never been in a hotel room with any other man before. Especially with two muscular gay men clearly older than he. Because of his religious background, Jeff had almost never drunk alcohol. The whiskey burned his mouth, but Jeff couldn't really do anything but drink. Both Burt and Jack kept up small talk. They talked about the weather and the upcoming conference. At some point Jack got up and began to dress for dinner. First he took off his shirt and shorts in front of Jeff. Jack was wearing only jockstraps with a REALLY big bulge. Jeff sipped his drink and stared at Jack's bulge until Jack pulled his pants up and put his shirt on. Jeff had to keep his other hand in his lap, which he covered his own hard cock. Next, Burt got up and started to get dressed as well. First he took off his bathrobe and stood naked in the middle of the room. Jeff stared at Burt's thick cock again. Now he could see it even better than in the steam room. It was really big and thick. Burt took the jockstraps out of the bag and calmly pulled them on. Jeff even suspected that Burt wanted to tease Jeff. Next, Burt picked up a bottle of whiskey and walked over to Jeff to fill Jeff's glass. Burt's massive bulge was right in front of Jeff's gaze. Jeff just stared at the awesome bulge of the jockstraps. "Do you want to touch it," asked Burt? "Just try it, it won't bite" encouraged Burt. Timidly Jeff stroked Burt's bulge. It felt really hot. After a while, Jack also stood in front of Jeff with only his Jockstraps on. "You can try this too," said Jack. For the first time in his life, Jeff had heavy cocks in both hands. Jeff weighed the men's cocks in his hands. Very heavy. Jeff could feel the men's very heavy balls in the jockstrap pouches. Men's cocks started to harden and jockstraps started to feel way too tight. The men revealed their semi-hard cocks to Jeff, but they were already much bigger than Jeff's when fully hard. Jeff lightly stroked both bare cocks. Hot hardening cocks. "You can taste very well. No one is watching." encouraged Jack. Jeff would first lick the top of Jack's helmet and then Burt. Salty. Jack thrust his own cock into Jeff's open mouth and fucked gently. Then Burt did the same. The men lifted Jeff to his feet and began to remove Jeff's clothes. Soon Jeff was standing completely naked in front of two clearly older men. The men guided Jeff onto all fours on the bed. Burt started to lick Jeff's ass while Jack shoved his cock back in Jeff's mouth. Soon Jeff's ass was wet with Burt's saliva and Jeff felt Burt switch his tongue to his cock. Jeff felt Burt's hot cock in his hole and how it slowly started to push inside Jeff. It hurt terribly, but Jack's cock filled Jeff's mouth and throat, so there was no way he could protest. Jeff was like a pig on a barbecue skewer. Stronger older men fucked Jeff from both ends. Soon Jeff's ass gave way and the pain began to subside. After a few faster thrusts, Burt roared and emptied his sperm into Jeff's ass. Very quickly Jack pulled out of Jeff's mouth and replaced Burt in Jeff's ass. Burt went under Jeff and took Jeff's rock hard cock in his mouth. Jack piston fucked Jeff and with a roar also emptied his seed into Jeff's guts. At the same time, Jeff emptied his seed into Burt's mouth, who eagerly swallowed the young man's seed. "Now after the aperitifs, dinner will surely taste good too. Why don't we get dressed and go eat," said Burt.

How did I slide so far. My 18th birthday finally arrived and I packed a rack sack and fucked off out of the door away from my homophobic arsehole parents. I had an offer from a small company to do some modelling once I turned 18 today 😊 being blond 5ft 5 and 120 pounds I was slight with perfect modelling features once I turned 18 today 😊, so I give them a quick call and they email me a train ticket. I was really excited when I arrived at the reception as it looked so professional, soon enough I was greeted by a mixed-race stunning guy who said he that we have a lot of paperwork to read through, understand and only sign if I was happy. First thing I had to do was prove my age so he made me pull out my ID hold it up and he took a picture of me holding it, okay he brought out the paperwork it was massive with a lot of detail, do I really have to read all of this or can I just sign, he said sure and asked me to initial each page and sign the back, which I duly did “mistake” once done he said great lets get you into wardrobe. He showed me into another room took hold of my wrist and put a cuff on and repeated the process, don’t worry this all part of the look we are going to give you. He raised my arms and attached the hooks to clamps hanging from the ceiling, now I was worried and asked him to let me down, no chance you should have signed the contract it’s legally binding. To which he opened another door and said to he’s ready. In came 6 old guys all really old thin and wasted. There were cameras set up as the guys circled me, one of them fitted a mouth stretcher at which point they stop and lined up 3 either side and camera man side okay action. The Mixed-race guy came into shot and said, this is Tim its his 18th Birthday and these guys are going to give him a POSITIVE birthday present, as I swung the guys stripped their clothes. Remember this is all about Tim and setting him on his new journey as cumdump he is a Virgin and has signed away all his rights so make sure this has a Positive ending. Once all the guys were naked one of them said we are a HIV fellowship and its out honour to be welcoming you Tim to the brotherhood, you will be going home with one of us and we will be sharing you with our friends and fellow brothers. Each one of these guys had Biohazard tattoo’s above their shaved cocks. They started circling me at this point and one of the guys removed my belt as he was fondling my junk, why was I getting hard, with that I was raised totally off the floor and my jeans and socks pulled off, my tee shirt was ripped off and I was left in my boxers, soon enough I have 6 pairs of hands fondling my body, one guy worked his hand under my boxers and started pulling my balls and cock, I also felt a set of hands on my peachy bubble butt, in a flash my boxers were ripped off and my hard cock sprung up to a large cheer from the guys. One of the guys said get the clippers and lets get Tim shaved, Cumdump’s don’t have hair and they started shaving my head, then armpits and pub’s, I thought that was it when the camera man said cut. When he said Action they covered my head, cock, balls, armpits with shaving foam and took razors and shaved me smooth, once I was shaved there was a shout of cut from the Camera man and they washed me down. Action and the filming started and the guys spun me around showing off my hairless body, once they had stopped I felt a marker pen writing on the small of my back just above my butt later I would find out it read VIRGIN POZ CUM ONLY INSERT HERE To be continued if you want?????

Top here for me I like some moaning and groaning. Some dirty talk is fine. Asking for my load is fine. But when a guy begs for my load too much (like when I first start fucking) it’s a turn off. I’m going shoot when I’m ready, not when he wants it! And if he is lucky I’ll shoot a couple 3 inside before I’m done!

i drove over to a couple's house that i met on a different sight. i walked in, we all introduced ourselves and sat down with some wine. They were both smoking pot and were well into feeling the effects. i wasn't there more than 15 minutes when one of the guys said that we should get naked. They were both in just robes, so that was easy for them. i was dressed in shoes, socks, shorts and a button-up shirt. After dropping their robes, both guys came over and started helping me undress. Once undressed, one guy forced me to my knees and stuck his cock towards my mouth. Being a good submissive (and horny as Hell!), i started sucking it, as the other guy started to lube up my ass, first using one finger, then two, then three. i found myself moaning on that cock in my mouth. After a few minutes of this, the guy took his cock out of my mouth and put me over the back of the couch, ass-up. His partner reached over to take my belt from my shorts, balled up on the floor. He handed the belt to his partner, who by this time had slid his cock deep into my ass in one single push. i felt the belt crack on my ass, not once, but twice, and i loved the pain and the sting. Each time the belt struck my ass, my mancunt would tighten from the pain...this just made him fuck harder and deeper...i was in ecstasy...getting my mancunt pounded AND being whipped by a belt...at the same time! Then the whipping stopped and i felt the belt being placed around my throat and pulled tight, the buckle digging into my neck. Every time he would slam his cock into me, he'd pull back on the belt, restricting my breathing even more. i started to feel light-headed and was gasping for air. He then slammed his cock into me and started to pump his man juices deep into my ass, and as he did, the belt loosened around my throat. i could breathe again!! It was my 1st time being chocked. i fucking loved it!!!! Later that night, i also took my 1st (and only) chem-piss fuck, but that's a story for another time and forum!@

I was being fucked mindlessly, with deep thrusts in and out of my hole, making sloppy noises from the cum filling my guts and leaking out. The dick was feeling thicker than most of the dicks I had taken earlier that day, and despite my ass being looser than usual because of all the previous fucking, I could definitely feel every thrust. “Good little whore” and other encouraging words were being whispered in my ear as the cum was being churned deeper into my ass. My hole was aching, it was burning, probably from getting fucked for hours without lube I thought. I was feeling a bit uncomfortable, I started squirming around, trying to move my ass away from that dick, but my hands were still held firmly above my head and the body on top of me prevented me from escaping. “Nope, you’re not going anywhere, my dick will stay in your hole” I heard. “I feel weird, it burns” I finally managed to say. “It will feel great quickly boy, I just pushed a little something extra into your hole with my dick”. He was right, and after just a few seconds after he said that, I felt another rush of heat, a different one I had felt so far. I was so wet from sweat it was feeling like I had just gotten out of the shower. I probably showed a smirk as I heard “There, see.” while he was slowly fucking me. The pace picked up. “Now with serious things.”

When it's contrived, fuck sounds are off-putting. When they're elicited by the "connection", the mating, the conjoining of men that need what the other offers, 1) merely the Cock rutting in the Hole, or 2) a deeper "mating" of two men of awareness, the bottom's "music" can rival Mozart himself. In the backrooms/fuckjoints, there are always grunts, groans of pure, Lustful pleasure, and (depending on the Top's skills), some bottoms can almost start speaking in tongues - but definitely not in the babbling usually associated with that ridiculous contrivance. So, hell yeah ... adding the aural component to a hot Breeding is always welcome, as long as it's genuine. We more experienced Tops can always tell if it's real or a phony contrivance.

I was fucking my bud and we got a bit carried away. People started banging on the walls of the hotel room. “We can hear you” we heard from the people next door. After we finished we snuck out and down the back stairs. Lol

oh fuck! The virus of this guy resisting PrEP... It's similar to the virus character I'm slowly creating for next story, HIV-R3 -Resistant, Resilient, Radioactive-. ☣️🦠☢️

I let the top dictate whether or not verbal is okay...I won't start it off for sure; find that it does put some guys off. Verbal is one of those things that's very tenuous...say one wrong thing, and it just kills the whole mood; I'd say it's better to not get into that until the session reaches a certain level of intensity first. I also don't like to do (or say) anything to put my top under any pressure to "perform". In my younger days, if I was begging for my tops load before it was obvious he was close, I'd notice that suddenly it's the one thing they think about...any top can tell you that thinking too much about cumming is one of the easiest ways to not cum. Been a while since I've been to the sauna, but when I would go regularly, if I'd see my top thinking too much about it, I actually encourage him to relax and say how good the fuck is - take his mind off of it, and just let him enjoy the ride.

Chapter 2 I pulled up outside Brad’s flat. There was a dim light on that I could see through the blinds. I locked the car and walked up to the door. As I was about to knock the door swung open. He must have been watching me approach, though I hadn’t seen him at the window. I walked in, the door closing behind me. Brad was there in a dark coloured bathrobe. ‘Follow me ‘ he calmly said in his deep voice, barely more than a whisper. I felt compelled to do as I was told , almost as though it was an order. He made his way into the lounge area. There was low mood lighting, and the brightest light came from the large flat screen tv on the wall. It showed a smooth sexy twink being barebacked by a hunk of an older guy. My cock rose to semi hardness straight away. Brad opened his robe and I could see a large cock, probably 7 ins long at least and thick. I had not seen a cock like it outside of a porn flick. He had a furry chest and there was a glint of metal at one of his nipples. I could see tattoos as well, a tribal design around the upper part of his chest. ‘ Strip to your boxers’ he growled. I quickly complied before he turned me round and viewed what he saw. I was sporting a boner now. His hand went down the back of my boxers and he slid a finger down the crack of my cheeks, seeking out my hole. ‘come here … on your knees’ I knew what he wanted. I wanted it too. I sank to my knees and took his cock. I licked the shaft before swallowing the end. I had only ever given a couple of blow jobs before , and never to completion , a few years previously when just fooling around with a guy. Nothing like this. I started playing with my cock as I sucked Brads thick member. ‘suck my balls’ Brad whispered . I came off the shaft and sucked one of his balls into my mouth. It was just a natural reaction. I was loving it. I looked up and saw more tattoos in his shaved pubic area. There was a star at one side and a scorpion at the other, again in a tribal design. They looked in keeping with the rest of his body ink and I thought nothing more of it. ‘im going to teach you all you will need to know. Have you a girlfriend?’ I nodded as Brads cock was back in my mouth. ‘Does she know you suck cock?’ I shook my head. ‘Good! Let’s keep it that way for the time being. In time you will want to tell her you are a cock sucking faggot , but for now we will keep that under wraps’ . I carried on wanking the cock in front of me. ‘this is lesson one, you will be swallowing my cum shortly. You will then leave quietly and message me when you want lesson two. I know that will be soon, you’re a natural.’ I was still rubbing my own cock but I wanted to taste my first cum load, so I went to town on Brads cock. I was so fucking horny I couldn’t explain it. ‘ Here it comes boy, don’t spill a drop’ Brads cum hit the back of my throat and I desperately tried to swallow it all. He must have been saving up a few days worth as I nearly gagged as I swallowed. I licked his shaft clean and wiped his cock on my face as I had seen it the porn flicks. ‘Dress and go ‘ Brad ordered, the sound on the porn flick now filling the room as the twink was getting a pounding. ‘thank you’ I mumbled as I dressed, and slipped out of the flat. My cock was still hard, I hadn’t cum. I got quietly in the car and drove off into the night, desperate to replay the events in my head . I got home, stripped and played with my cock until I could came , imagining lesson two. I was hooked. I needed to learn more! to be continued …….

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.

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 ………

I am 33 and had never taking any cock bare before... before tonight that is. Every man that had fucked my hairy versatile ass, used condoms. They all blew they loads either inside the rubber or on me somewhere. Even the transwomen and crossdressers who fucked me wore condoms. That sets us up for tonight's main event, me taking cock bareback for the first time and getting bred. I had been getting fucked since college, mostly by older bears, silver daddies, and fat/chubby daddies who loved my slim body and bouncy ass. This is where the two main actors of tonight's show enter, Robert and Bill. I had met Robert and Bill while visiting my local bathhouses. Robert and Bill were a married couple who loved cruising the local bathhouses for young, slim bi men like me. Robert was definitely the bigger of the two, in all aspects. The 61-year-old was 6'4" and 300 pounds of big black hairy bear. He had a true big black cock: thicker than beer can and almost as long as a ruler at full mast. It took my tight white hole almost a full year to be fully able to take his cock. Bill on the other hand was smaller. The 70-year-old was 5'11" and 250 pounds. His big black cock was smaller, but still huge. 9.5" when fully erect, though not really all that thick. I could take his cocker easier than I could Robert's. They had tag teamed my ass one afternoon at the bathhouse in their room and they gave me their numbers. It was instant chemistry. From there, we met up once a month. That turned into every other week, which in turn, turned into every week. Soon we were fucking twice, three times or more a week. After a year of fucking using condoms, we decided that tonight was the night to go raw. Robert and Bill, both versatile tops, fucked bare in their relationship, but stayed safe with me. The three of us arranged a time for me to arrive at their house. Before arriving at their house, I cleaned myself out thoroughly and liberally lubed my hole inside and out. I arrived at the house of Robert and Bill around 9 pm and parked in the driveway. Robert greeted me the same way he always greeted me as reached the front door: a sloppy kiss where he would jab his tongue in my mouth and swirl it around mine and sliding a free hand down the back of pants and tracing his finger around my hole. His semi-hard BBC twitched and bounced as he moved. He always loved seeing and feeling how tight my hole was, even after fucking it. I loved seeing this 61-year-old man get horny just feeling me up. Robert was already naked, so I wasted no time stripping naked and joining him. Robert led me to his and Bill's bedroom and directed me to lay on my back. Robert explained that Bill was finishing up in the shower and that he was going to shower before joining in on the fun. My 7" cock was rock hard watching Robert's massive BBC swing and sway as he walked into the master bathroom. I laid down on my back on the bed and watched Bill and Robert trade places. Bill's BBC was full hard. He walked over to me and laid on top of me, his full weight pressing me down as we made out. As we were making out, I spread my legs wide as he rubbed his body against mine. I could feel his hard, throbbing cock aching to be inside me. The two of us said nothing as we started kissing. My moved my wide splayed legs to lock around Bill's torso as we continued to make out. There was no need for me to suck on Bill for that matter, as his monster cock was at ful mast and seemingly bobbing up and down. Bill whispered into my ear, before getting up, "I hope you're ready for the fucking of your life... because there is no going back to using condoms after tonight." Like the greedy and hungry slut I was, I propped myself up on all fours. Bill had grabbed a bottle of lube and began to pour its slippery contents over my ass, down my ass crack, and fingered the lube into my hole. My tight hole started to gape slightly as his large fingers worked the lube inside my hole. My entire ass now glistened with a slick sheen. One finger became two, then three, then four. I could feel the burn of his fingers sliding past my sphincter, but that burn turned to pleasure as Bill slid them all the way into my hole and slid all the way out of me. He repeated it until my hole was slightly gaping and puckering, then gave it one last good thrust in and out. I was ready. At this point, Bill added more oil on my ass and hole. Then it was time. I could feel his thick and bulbous head poking, prodding, and pushing against my hole. I could feel the pressure and pleasure as his thick cockhead pushed its way inside me. With a wet “shlick!” popping sound, his cockhead was inside my hole. I could feel even more lube being poured into my hole and on his cock. The instant burning sensation of pain gave way to pleasure as he slid all the way to the hilt. He held it there for a second or two and then started fucking me slow. The wet slapping and my moaning were echoing throughout the room as Robert who had finished showering was cheering me on. The rhythmic pace changed. I could feel his balls slapping against me as he fucked me with reckless abandon. He pounded me senseless as he poured more lube on his cock and my hole. My cock was leaking precum as it twirled and flopped around as I was being fucked. My moans had turned whorish, and my eyes had turned back inside my head. I was in heaven as this black bear pounded my hole. Robert walked out of the bathroom and watched his partner pound me, stroking his monster cock. Bill and I were dripping with sweat as he flipped me on my back and rammed his cock back into me. Five minutes, turned to ten, then ten turned into thirty as Bill kept changing up his pace, almost teasing me and denying me the load I wanted. Robert was also fully erect and laid down next to me, stroking his cock, watching his husband pound me. He encouraged me, as his husband kept pound my hole into submission. At this point Bill and I were sweating, as he flipped me onto my back. He laid on top of me and kept the same pounding pace. The slapping almost echoing throughout the room. A few more minutes and Bill's pace became harder and even faster, more erratic. I could feel his throbbing cock tense up. "I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum!" Bill cried out. "Breed him, Robert," Robert ordered. I moaned like a whore in heat, "Breed me, daddy! Impregnate me with your black babies!" Bill gave one final thrust and buried his cock to the hilt inside me. Bill was orgasming hard. His big black cock was pumping rope after rope, jet after jet, of white hot cum inside me. We laid together as Bill's softening cock left my cum filled hole. My hole was gaping wide. Robert bent down and lubed me up even more. His massive black cock entered me to the hilt with ease. Robert wasted no time fucking me and churning Bill's cum inside me. Robert pounded me for what seemed like an hour. I had cum multiple times hands free. my chest was covered in my own cum. Robert just kept going, fucking me like a slut. I was pretty sure I was mind broken at this point having came multiple times and having had multiple orgasm after multiple orgasm. Finally, after an hour, Robert's massive cock stiffened as he bottomed out in me. "Take my babies! I'm going to make you pregnant!" he roared in my ear. "Take his load!" Bill responded. All I could do was give a whorish moan as Robert's cock released torrent after torrent of white hot cum inside me. After Robert pulled out, the three of us laid together, sharing a sloppy make out session. I could feel both of their loads dribbling out of my now wide open hole. I was cream filled for the first time. As we were making out, I saw Bill was rock hard again. Round two was about to begin.

If I could reinstate it, then it wouldn't really be deleted, would it? When people ask for their accounts to be deleted they expect it to be in a manner where it's actually deleted. The laws on this topic also expect that. And to be clear - the only time I delete accounts is when someone goes into Settings and requests account deletion. Which means either someone had access to your account and requested it without your knowledge. Or you were high/drunk when you requested it and forgot you had requested it. Accounts aren't deleted until at least 60 days after the request - so there's plenty of time in there where you could have forgotten if you were impared at the time you did the request. I can't help any of those scenarios. It's up to you to 1) secure your account, and 2) take responsibility for what you do - even if you're drunk or high when you do it.

As a 50/50 vers, I find verbal is good for both parties.

Verbal! Always! And I let you guess how!!!

Doesn't it feel good to get fucked after a dry spell? I haven't had sex in 4 weeks, it is as if all the guys had dropped of the face of the planet. Anyway my dry spell is over got bred today by a friend who called me up as he was feeling horny and his wife is interstate for work. He hasn't had sex in like 5 days since his wife had to go interstate. The amount of cum he had was slot when he came inside me. I even got a second load when I sucked his cock back to a hard-on and finished him off swallowing his seed.

This 22 yr old (I'm 51) text on Grindr saying he's straight but he just really needed to blow in someone. He asked if I could get blindfolded cos he'd never fucked a guy before let alone bred one. Tbh it's not something I've ever tried but I thought if it gets me some cock and cum. So I waited with door unlocked and he text as he arrived asking for me to put the blindfold on. He hardly spoke just to ask where more lube was and to say he was going to cum. He only lasted about a minute so he was right how much he needed to blow. And he had a fat cock which filled me perfectly plus his big hairy balls felt amazing as he went balls deep. Then he left. I put my plug in and headed off to the gym and could tell he'd really flooded me. He text later thanking me saying how much he really needed that which was a nice touch. I could walk past him in the street and I'd have no idea who he was. And that definitely adds to how hot it was.

I flagged "keep it at 18" because, yes, times have changed, young people can know more about sex, and early. But together with the twisted 47-years-old guy enjoying dirty chats on bz and of course nasty sex, I'm also a computer professional who knows the danger of unsafe sexting -and sex-... At 12, 13 but even 16, a person still has to understand themselves, especially younger age they might know everything about sex but not having enough parameters to "select" people to trust or not; true, love affection and trust are feelings that are difficult to be learnt even when grown up; but when you are an adult you have more ways to defend yourself. Not in all countries of the world we have proper sex -and digital- education, so, at least age of consent may give a protection apparently. Call me fanatic, or fearful, or something worse, but having seen in person -at work- how an adult can manipulate a minor, well, I'd not agree with a possibility to decrease consent age; if it were up to me, I'd start strict digital education, and sex education, from 10 years old to 20. It's normal to be naive when young, but why should a teen hit the wall if they can prevent it? Sorry, maybe I'm upset after having watched "web of lies" tv show; call me the boring man, I'll accept it LOL. Even at 47, almost 48, I don't send sex-explicit pics on the net, it's my choice and no one has the right to judge me about it; let alone a teen! Teens are confident even without knowing who's on the other side! Then bullying, blackmailing, and even something worse - NO!!! And, notice: I'm the one to get excited reading stories where an older poz guy helps a 18 or 20-years-old naive boy through sexuality thanks to experience. But I hate when those plots lead to forceful acts, stealthing, drugs... Awareness. Always.

I almost exclusively play with older daddies. 60+. They just always know how to work a hole better than anyone else. there was a guy in his 80s I used to play with on the east side of Columbus. He wasn’t able to get hard but man, he would turn my hole into mush with a dildo while I laid across him and sucked on his soft cock. Was also totally into covering me with his piss before I left our play sessions.

I arrange for my boi to be fucked by two hung black brothers 9.5 and 11 and thick about once a month or so. I love watching his face it tells the story of how it hurts.

I want to share with You situation which took place few weeks ago. For Your knowledge, I am totally submissive an I love being cumdump. I received a message from one of my fuck buddies who knows very well what kinks I like, asking me if I'm up to have fun during the weekend. Of course I agreed, and he only answered me that there will be suprise for me. I went to his place when it was the time and it began quite normally we had some fun together and he came in my ass, but after that he said that it's time for suprise. He roped me and covered my eyes that I couldn't see anything. I was lying on the bed when I heard that someone else is entering the flat. After few moments I felt cold hands on my ass as I heard unzipping the pants. It didn't take much time, when I felt cook in my ass. That was the moment when I realized that one of my dreams is coming true. I don't know how much time did it take, but I heard only new people entering the room,fucking my ass and my throat. It didn't take long time when I felt cum dripping from my hole. After some time I think after 10 or more guys fucked me my ass was totally destroyed and then I my friend changed my position, that he could slip under me and push his dick in my sloppy ass. Then I felt second dick emerging my hole. It was so wonderful feeling when this two guys were fucking me. After one came in my ass I thought that there was no one else in room, but I was wrong. There were still few guys waiting to dubble penetrate me. Whole action took two hours. When everyone went out I was allowed to take off my blindfold, and what I saw was amazing. There was cum everywhere. I couldn't resist, but I grabbed some cum from my legs and tasted it. It was really delicious. When I talked to my friend he told me that there were 15 different guys, but some of them came few times (he himself came in me 3 times) so I am sure that I received at least 20 shots in my ass. That was the best gift that I ever received. And I want more of it!

Chapter 20 There was still a thumping over by the Kid while a guy was trying to see how much of his cock he could get in the Kid. He was only average so he could not get the Kid to respond like he had hoped. In fact the Kid had cocks much bigger in him so an average cock, while it felt good, would not make the Kid scream. The Neighbor looked over to the Kid. He wasn’t sure how many guys had taken their pleasure in his ass. He saw one guy sucking and pumping the Kids erect cock, the Kid was whimpering, he needed to get off but try as he might, he couldn’t get off. Most of this as due to the drugs that were injected into his cock earlier, that plus the generous amount of Tina was given would keep him on the edge for some time. It would also make sure he had an erection which would add to the frustration. He though to himself that when his cute little girlfriend gets back he will be wanting to do her all week long, he only hopped that she would be up to the task. The Neighbor went into the room and asked the Kid if he was having fun. The Kid said “ Oh yes. I have needed this for a while “. The Neighbor opened his pants and let then drop and started stroking his cock in front of the Kid. He asked the Kid if he had an idea as to where he could put this and the Kid said to bring it over to him. He put his cock on the Kid’s mouth and he immediately started licking the underside of the shaft. The Neighbor was enjoying this when the Kid stopped and his eyes opened up and the Kid said “ That burns, it is to big. I think I an being ripped in two “. The Neighbor walked over to the door to see an old friend. It was a cop friend that had a massive cock. One that most women he knew that would run screaming from it when they saw the size of it. He didn’t know that after the Vid of the Kid in the park was over this was the massive cock that that about destroyed the Kid’s pussy and that he actually got balls deep in him. It wasn’t that the cock was long, it was that the thickness was something that no one could handle, the only reward a victim would get was the huge loads that were shot from this cock. The Cop said “ I know this cunt, I was in him at the park a while ago, he took me to the root like a real slut “. He was steadily working his cock into the Kid. The Nighbor made sure that the cameras were on and recording the action. He had a couple cameras over the Kid’s spread legs but he also had on that was right over the Kid’s head so he could record the facial expressions. He knew that when he was done mixing the vids he was going to have an epic Vid that he might be able to make some money on, guys would love to see the Kid’s facial expression and that monster split open his hole. The Look of surprise and pain mixed was going to be great. Later when he looked at the Vids he would also see that someone pushed a couple shards up the Kid’s ass right before the Cop was going to wreck the Kid’s ass. The Cop started pushing in and out of the Kid’s ass. He was only getting about half of his cock in the Kid’s now stretched spun hole but the Cop would change that soon enough. The Neighbor looked around and noticed other guys either getting sucked or sucking cocks, or, one guy was bent over a table and was getting his ass plowed. There was a thick cloud hanging in the air. You almost didn’t need to hit a pipe to get some in your lungs, it was that thick in spots. It was defiantly a good party. Everyone was going to be feeling this tomorrow. He looked over that the Kid and the Cop had all but the thick root lodged in the Kid. The Kid was moaning more than he had heard before an the Cop pulled back and then grabbed the raised legs of the Kid and shoved forward. His cock wend balls deep n the Kid and you could her the Kid whining like a littler girl. His ass was now stuffed to the brink. The Cop started pumping in and out of the Kid’s ass. He was moving side to side to try and stretch the hole a bit more and at the same time to hear the Kid moan more. The Kid’s voice had changed to a high pitch with all the excitement. He truly sounded like a girl now. The Neighbor knew it was getting late an the Sun would be coming up soon and he would have to call it quits but the Kid had one more surprise before the end of the night.

I didn’t know how long I had been there for. I had lost count of the number of guys who had fucked and bred me. It might have been a lot or maybe just a few. I was exhausted, I was still sweating profusely, feeling hot as fuck. The sheet covering the mattress was drenched in sweat and cum. A bottle of poppers which had not been closed tightly enough was soaking the pillow, diffusing the strong scent across the small room. The place was reeking of man sweat, and I finally noticed the smell was coming from me. My ass had been empty for maybe a few minutes and I thought it was over. I was still blindfolded and couldn’t see if my room was empty or not. My senses were all messed up. My mouth was dry. I needed some air and water. I moved to get up with difficulty, but I was immediately pushed back down by a firm hand on my chest. “I’m not done with you, boy. It’s my turn” a deep voice said. I was out of breath, with my head buzzing, and couldn’t even form a sentence to answer. “I gave your ass to all those guys, you don’t think I deserve a go?”. “Yes” I managed to say. Fingers were inside my hole. “Look at this, you’re dripping cum” as cummy fingers were being pushed into my mouth. “Lick” I was ordered. As I was obeying, I felt a dick entering my ass again. “So good! No need for lube, sliding right in”. I could feel a breath in my neck, some chest fur rubbing on my body. I was feeling a heavy body weighing on mine, fit but not muscular. My hands were held firmly above my head by a strong grip. The breathing was now close to my ear. “I loved watching you taking loads after loads, like the good slut you are” was whispered in my ear. “I love stupid boys like you. You took whatever I gave you, you took all the loads I told you to take, no questions”. “Now you’ll have to face the consequences.”

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 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."

Thank you everyone for the great comments....continuing on! PART 3: The after Robert got a warm damp towel and proceeded to clean my sore hole, which felt great. I then felt him softly lick my ass and hole, which felt fantastic. I knew his tongue had been in me when he raised up and kissed me deep, letting me taste his tongue. We finally broke our kiss and he stood up fully, letting me take in his now softening cock. It was beautiful. still gently dripping his cum, it just looked so good. "please milk your cock into my mouth Robert, don't waste that delicious cum:. He grabbed his cock and walked over to my mouth and slowly jacked out every last drop into my mouth. "Thank you sir", I said. "Join me for another glass of wine Tim? Robert asked "I can think of nothing better", but I honestly could! We were now naked in Robert's living room, both sitting at opposite ends of the couch. This way we could take each other in and still converse about our day. I knew the question was coming. "Tim, I fucking loved cumming in you, trust me on that, but why did you want that to happen? You know I can poz you, right?" "Yes baby, I know." it took me a few minutes to gather my thoughts on this, then I tried to elaborate. "Robert, I truly never sought you, or a poz man out, to become poz. Of course I have thought about it, and I know me and how much I would want raw cock if I were to get fucked again. When I saw you today, and saw your tattoo, which I love by the way, I just knew I wanted you to fuck me and never thought about the 'how' or 'what would happen'. I just knew I needed your cock in me." Robert was staring at me intently. "Then when I saw you put the condom on and knew it wasn't natural for you I couldn't follow through with that. I wanted you to enjoy as much pleasure as I was, plus your bare cock was what I wanted in the first place, so I just did it. I am so glad I took your condom off Robert, thank you for not denying me that. I knew it was the right choice when I told you to go deep in me and cum, I think we both knew". Robert's cock started to get hard the moment I talked about him fucking me and cumming in me, and now his cock was lifting off his thigh. "Fucking amazing Tim, thank you.". I watched Robert's eye lose focus and he was daydreaming and his hand went to his cock automatically, slightly stroking his hardness. I knew he was remembering the same things we both experienced today Soon Robert snapped out of it and let out a deep breath. "Well, I can't wait for you to need another massage, or I just might sabotage my computer for you". We both laughed. I placed my finger on my hole, feeling the slight soreness there. "You definitely gave me something to remember, maybe even longer than tonight. my ass is still sore from that fucking gorgeous cock of yours". Robert drank the rest of his wine and said, "you can have my cock anytime you want Tim", and winked at me. "would you like some more wine and maybe some porn?". Robert got up, cock fully hard again and reached for my glass. "my collection is in a binder in that box behind the books. please feel free to pick anything out. I will be right back". He left the room, cock bouncing the entire time. I was hard again just seeing him, but it all just seemed so natural now. I went to get the binder. I started thumbing through the DVD's. a lot of bareback videos, most I was familiar with. some interracial titles I wasn't familiar with, but seemed interesting. Robert came back with our now full glasses, "find anything you like?". His cock was semi hard now. I picked out one from Treasure Island that I loved and he went to put it in. I picked the binder up and purposely made an effort to be on my hands and knees, forcing my ass up for his view. "fuck" I heard him breath. I looked back at him and saw his big cock start to rise again. "just seeing you on all fours like that Tim, damn, I want you like that one day". "Anytime Robert, anytime". Robert just stood there, stroking his now hard cock, not slightly, I mean full on masturbating. I was mesmerized by the sight of it. After a few minutes I saw the video started playing, more raw fucking, and I knew I needed him again. I got on the couch, face down and ass up. "do you have any lube baby, please fuck me now". "Yes baby" Robert said as he opened a drawer next to him and took out some lube. Robert's bouncing cock let me know he was so excited to be inside of me again, and thankfully no questions of condoms or pulling out were to be had. Robert dripped a lot of lube on my sore ring and started working it around my ass and hole, insert a wet finger into me to help me open up. I then heard him squirt some out and then felt him stroking his big cock with lube. Robert moved closer to my ass and laid his hard leaking cock and my hole...and started pushing. no words were to be had, we both knew what needed to happen. I reached behind me and started spreading my hole open for Robert, just in time as he was starting to slide into me past my sore tight ring! Fuck! His cock felt so great! His big cock was less intrusive after our earlier fuck but his girth and length could not be ignored. The pressure I was feeling was making my cock leak again, and I loved that about how he fucked me before. now I felt his two hands on my hips as he pulled my ass onto his cock...inch by inch until he was fully inside of me! I was in pure bliss, taking Robert's cock is so amazing, it almost makes me a part of him! "thats my boy" Robert says to me while pulling his cock out again, before sliding it back in...picking up his pace! "fuck Tim, I am not going to be able to last, not fucking you like this. oh fuck! watching my big black cock slide in and out of your hot white pussy, fuck I love it Tim." I couldn't even respond, I had no breath, he was fucking it out of me!!! I knew my sexy black man was getting closer, his moaning was becoming louder, his already thick cock was getting thicker, and his precum was making a mess of my ass "baby, I am going to cum on your couch...I don't want to make a mess" I said to him. "fuck it baby, cum all you want because I am" and he groaned loudly. "take my hot load Tim, I want to knock you up" and he sank deep in me exploding his hot cum all over my insides! my cum shot all over his cushion and the arm of his couch! I was starting to really love this man fucking me and cumming in me!!! Robert was almost laying on my back, cock fully inside of me still. He reached his arms around my chest and pulled me up to him, hugging me from behind, without his big cock falling out. I looked down and saw my cum load on the cushion of his couch, I felt bad...for about a second. Robert leaned to my ear, "Tim I absolutely love fucking you. My cock is still pulsing, I don't know what is happening, I love it so much". I clenched my ass a little in response and he immediately said, "please don't push me out...I want to stay inside of you for a while". I reached behind me and rubbed where I thought his scorpion tattoo might be, it was his hip, but still it was hot to think about. I reached my other hand around and pulled his ass into me, "baby, please don't stop fucking me or cumming in me, I want everything you have". "Tim, I am going to poz you eventually, you know that right?". "Yes Robert, I know that and realized earlier, I am very ok with that, with you". Robert turned my head to look at me, "will you please stay with me tonight?". "Yes sir, I would love to". He kissed me deep and then slowly eased me off his cock, his poor couch got another huge pool of cum, his this time though.

“So?” said Curt, “Are you going to be a good little fag boy?” Jamie nodded and replied “I’ll be a good little cocksucker”, licking his lips. Curt slapped him hard across the face and said “You’re going to do a lot more than that” and dragged him over to one of the new guys. The new guy, bigger and meaner looking than Curt and Todd, spat in Jamie’s face and said “Get to work slut.” PART TWO Big Ed enjoyed the view of the kid’s jaw stretched out around his beer can of a dick, and enjoyed even more the look of fear in his eyes when Ed pushed down into his throat, cutting off his air supply. But truth be told, Jamie wasn’t his type: too cute, too innocent looking. He liked boys with more of an edge, who looked like they had been around the block and were used to trading their throats and asses for a carton of cigs or a dime bag. Now, this boy had agreed to fuck with two complete strangers for money and then consented to take on three more, so he probably was the kind of twank Ed liked. But he didn’t look it and the look really turned his crank. Beggars can’t be choosers, though, and he wasn’t picking up the tab tonight. Not for the room, nor the favors, nor the entertainment kneeling in front of him. This was Curt and Todd’s set up and they still liked them like they did in college and Jamie fit that bill. The others has stopped messing with fag boys after they got married and their taste in guys was frozen in time. Ed, though, never stopped and his taste had evolved somewhat. But Jamie was trying and that earned him a little respect and a reward. Big Ed pulled out of the kid’s mouth and gave him two slaps with his heavy cock, then pulled him over to sit on the bed. ”Bring the pipe over here Mick” he called to the fourth guy in the room, a wiry guy who looked like he could do some serious damage in a bar fight. Mick came over with a glass pipe that Ed lit up and told the kid to smoke from. Jamie asked what it was and when he was told it was crystal meth, refused, saying he doesn’t do that. An enraged Curt stormed over and grabbed him by the balls, squeezing hard, instantly deflating Jamie’s hard on. “Bitch! Who said you have any say in what goes in you tonight?!” he bellowed. “Besides, you already smoked some in the joint AND took some G in the beer. So don’t go around pretending you’re gonna stay straight ‘cause that ship has sailed. Now do as you’re told!” He squeezed again for emphasis. Shaking in pain and fear, Jamie took a deep rip and held it like Big Ed told him. Again, Ed said and again and again four more times. He didn’t know what to expect and was exhilarated by the rush and the wave of horniness that washed over him. Without being told, he dove back down on Ed’s huge cock the second Mick took the pipe back. “Looks like the bitch is ready” Mick laughed. “I don’t think he’s going to put up any more resistance tonight.” “We’ll see about that. Get him on all fours” Todd said. Big Ed positioned Jamie on the bed on his hands and knees as Todd told the boy to guzzle down the rest of the spiked beer. As soon as he was done, Ed replaced the bottle at his mouth with his cock and Todd began poking around Jamie’s asshole. He hocked a gob of spit right onto his sphincter and pushed firmly in. If his mouth wasn’t full of Ed, Jamie would have been begging for Todd’s cock, such was the desire that had welled up inside of him from the drugs and the degrading treatment he was receiving. As it was, all he could do was grunt happily as Todd split him open. ”You guys are going to love this puss” Todd exclaimed. “I was worried this used up hooker was going to have a loose cunt but it’s tight as shit. It won’t be when we’re done, though!” He long dicked Jamie, pulling all the way out before slamming back in. He varied the angle of attack, hoping to hurt the boy, but Jamie, in the state he was in, was loving every second of it. Whimpering as Todd’s cock pulled out, moaning as it reentered and grunting as it bottomed out. At the other end, Ed was having a great time, too. He didn’t have to do any work, as Jamie’s body rocked back and forth in rhythm with Todd’s fucking, forcing the boy’s head forward and driving Ed’s thick member through Jamie’s lips. “I’m not going to last long” Ed said, “this punk’s throat is milking me for all its worth.” ”Go ahead and feed the kid” Curt said as he circled around the bed with the camera, jerking off at the sight of the boy getting spit roasted. “We have all night. You can unload in him two, three times, assuming you’ve still got the stamina, old man.” ”Fuck you Curt!” Big Ed took control of the cadence, jackhammering the kid’s face. He couldn’t breathe and he was genuinely scared but he was even more horned up than before, his mysteriously flaccid dick leaking like a sieve. “Here it comes kid” Ed roared. He pulled back so that only the first third was in Jamie and began shooting volley after volley of cum. “Don’t swallow until I tell you” he ordered as the boy’s mouth filled up with the huge load. When he was done, he lifted Jamie’s face up by the chin and told him to open up and show him. The kid did as he was told and Curt got a good close up on video of his cum filled mouth. Ed, Curt and Mick each took a turn spitting into Jamie’s mouth and Ed said “Now swallow bitch.” Watching all this pushed Todd to the edge and he hunched over the boy’s back and rabbit fucked him, fast and hard. “Here’s the first load of many, faggot” he panted. Jamie, his mouth now free for the first time since he started getting fucked replied “Yeah, breed my hole man, flood my guts with your sperm. I’m just your cumbucket.” With a yell, Todd spasmed and unloaded in the ass he had paid for. He pumped a few more times and then yanked it out unceremoniously and walked over to shove his cummy dick into Jamie’s mouth. “Clean up your mess bitch.” Ed and Todd sat down on the sofa and lit up the pipe again, a pipe that Mick had been steadily hitting as he watched the show and fondled himself. Curt circled Jamie with the camera, zooming in on the drenched pouch of his jockstrap and on his now slightly gaping hole. He narrated his video with degrading talk about the wrecked young escort. He then shoved three fingers into the boy’s hole pulling them out covered in cum and feeding it back to him. All on camera, of course. Todd stood up and made his way to the bathroom. For the first time, the fifth guy spoke up. He had been silently watching from the doorway the whole time, contemplatively taking drags from a hand rolled cigarette as he took in the view. He said “Where you going bro?” “Gotta take a leak. What’s your name again? And why are you still here?” Todd replied contemptuously. Guy number five was different than the rest, no more than ten years older than Jamie, probably late twenties. While the other four screamed “square, suburban dad”, #5 had a gym toned body(the kind optimized for aesthetics, probably never played a sport in his life), a stylish haircut and several tattoos along with pierced cock. “I’m Travis” he said cooly, “Remember? I’m the guy who supplied you with your party favors. Without which your boy might not be so compliant. And without which you would all have tina dick. So mind your manners.” Chastened, Todd mumbled an apology and turned back toward the bathroom. Travis called out “Hey man, why waste it? You’ve got a perfectly good urinal right there” pointing at Jamie fruitlessly fiddling with his soft cock on the bed. Curt smiled wickedly and led Jamie to the bathroom, followed by the others.

RAW POZ COCK ready for bottom Cubs Chubs with hot ass!

PART 3 Now if my heart wasn’t already beating 1000 miles an hour, what Tom just said made it go even faster. Everything I had heard and seen had said 'Always use a condom'. I mean, I knew like in the 70s and stuff guys didn’t, but with AIDS, I didn’t think anyone didn’t use condoms. But I guess some people didn’t, because guys still kept getting infected with HIV. All this went thru my brain in a split second. And the whole time I was staring at Tom and, in particular, his gorgeous cock. It was so hard now. Finally, I responded, “I... I guess I just never thought about that. Everyone says it’s so important to practice safe sex and the guys always had condoms. I didn’t plan on getting fucked even, it just kind of happened.” He continued to slowly tug on his giant cock replying “I guess a lot of people say that. A lot of guys just aren’t satisfied with sex using condoms. It just doesn’t feel right for them. Maybe for some guys condoms are great. But even you said, for you it made it not so great. Probably not horrible, but not as great as you thought if could be? And let me guess, these guys were hot guys probably huh? And you lost control a little and they wanted your hole and so you just gave it to them? Something like that?” His gentle smile suggested he knew what had happened and had been there in the bookstore when I was getting fucked. “Yeah, both times I thought the guys were really hot and I sucked them but they wanted to do more and I wanted to get them off. And so I let them,” I said. I couldn’t believe this conversation and this situation I was in. I would float in and out of losing myself in the moment and snapping back to being a very nervous 18 year old. And then I added, “And yeah, you are right I guess. It was okay, but somehow something was missing or not right. But I don’t know, it was so rushed and stuffy in the booth.” Tom quietly said “Chris, I have all night. I have tons of hot porn to keep on the screen. I think it is great that you felt so open to share with me. I want you to know, look at me, anything you want to try or anything you want to do. I would love to share my experience with you and expose you to everything I have. Right now Chris. What do you want to try first?” I was already sliding to my knees when I blurted “I want to suck it. I want to suck it so badly.” His legs parted open to welcome my wet lips as I greedily took his cock head into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it, lashing upwards to taste the first of what would be a good steady stream of precum. Intoxicating precum. “Yeah Chris, that’s so good. Feels so good. You suck it just like you wanted to, like you needed to. You look so sexy with your lips wrapped around my cock like that,” Tom whispered. I struggled as I took more and more in mouth and gagged as it hit my throat. I didn’t know exactly what I wanted, but I knew I wanted more. And what was that about licking a guy's hole? That sounded like two might feel really good, I thought to myself as I slurped and sucked and tried to please him with my young mouth. Glancing up at him, I noticed a wide smile on his face. I had a feeling Tom would teach me much that I didn't know. In fact Tom seemed to know everything - at least about sex. Not to mention he was so fucking hot. And his cock, the precum. I was totally losing myself in cock lust.

I LOVE this vid - wish that was me on the table!

Too often...most American guys don't like man stink...like feet, sneaks ans sox, it seems more like a European fetish...I'mdoing my best to promote in in the U.S....snif, lick, suck...Nirvana!! Where are U located?🍑🧦👣👟🥾😈🐷😋

Took several days for my hole to feel back to normal, but I also loved the constant reminder of how rough he was...

The transition from the Chemsex forum back to the Bi/Straight forum should happen this weekend

I have been an educator for almost 40 years although I teach at the college level. You have done absolutely nothing wrong. Whatever connection you had to this person was over long ago.

I don’t get asked much anymore if I am clean. It is annoying. If you met me online my profile clearly states poz undetectable. If I am meeting you in a bathhouse or arcade you should assume everyone is poz and take whatever precautions you need. In the past couple of years if a guy asks me if I am clean (Usually while he is balls deep btw) I tell them yes. I am clean. I will suck you clean after you nut in me that’s how convenient I am. Lol.

Probably The Bull Bar in Berlin. Famous for being open 24/7 and having one of the most active darkrooms. Close second would be The Underground Club at Central Station London for SOP.