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**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 4 - Sam's employment benefit At exactly 5pm on Sunday, Sam rang George's doorbell. George answered the door wearing only red worn jockstraps. George ushered Sam in and immediately began to undress Sam. George said they need to get Sam ready before the men arrive. Soon Sam was completely naked in front of George. George led Sam into the bathroom and said he wanted to make sure Sam was completely clean inside, even though Sam had already cleaned himself. George handled Sam's hole with a bit of roughness. Sometimes Sam felt like George's claws were purposely scratching Sam from the inside. Finally George dried Sam off and handed Sam the white Jockstraps. Chubby Sam looked awesome in them. Straps to make more big Sam's fat ass. George led Sam into a large living room with a black leather sling in the middle. Sling was surrounded by black leather couches. George helped Sam climb into the sling and began to secure Sam's arms and legs. At that point, Sami started to realize that he might be the only bottom in this private event. George confirmed Sam's suspicions. Yes, Sam is the only bottom, so it is certain that Sam alone gets the attention of all the tops. Sam thought to himself that then it also means that if there's a poz top in the crowd, he'll probably seed Sam too. Sam was secured in a sling. Georg dug out the blindfolds from somewhere. "In my private events, bottom is always blindfolded. You get much more pleasure when you can't see who's fucking you. Blindfolded and strapped to a sling, you're completely at the mercy of unknown men," continued George, covering Sam's eyes. Sam lay in the sling unable to see anything for about 10 minutes. Until the doorbell rings. Sam heard George open the door and greet the visitors. The sounds of undressing could be heard from the hall. The doorbell rang again and Sam heard more new male voices. After a moment, Sam heard footsteps approaching him. "Beautiful", "Hot", "Nice", "Lovely ass", "So young"... "Yes Sam is my employee and he's only 24" he heard George say. "Are you sure he's not medicated," he heard a strange voice ask. "Yes I am. He's also always used protection for sex up until now. This is his first time raw," Sam heard George say proudly. "Ooh, what a young slut", "greedy bastard", "chaser", "let's do it"… Sam felt the men touch him. He realized he hadn't asked George how many tops were coming. Sam tried to count the different voices, but got confused. Soon Sam felt a hot cock in his asshole starting to push into him. The cock felt huge and almost ripped him apart. "Yeah, give it to him", "let him in", "Take it", "Yeah, fuck it", "convert him"... The fucking went on for hours. The men fucked him for a while and then pulled away. The next cock pushed in as soon as one left. Every now and then someone picked up the pace and emptied their seed roaring into Sam's unprotected ass. "Take my gift", "beed him"... Eventually, Sam lost track of time and place. The fucking had continued for many hours and countless loads had been emptied inside him. Sam's ass was sore. Sam's legs were numb when George finally came to untie Sam and remove the blindfolds. George helped Sam out of the sling and onto the couch. Sam's eyes slowly adjusted to the light and he saw the men sitting on the sofas. Everyone was between 40 and 70 years old and there were 10 men and George. George said that Sam had a total of 23 loads in his ass. The men cheered. Sam noticed that the man sitting next to him had a Scorpion tattoo on his hip, the next one had a biodangerous sign on his chest. Sam's gaze wandered around the men and he began to realize that they were all apparently positive. This wasn't roulette. Every draw was a winning draw. George noticed Sam's confused look. "Yes they are all poz and not medicated. It's impossible to work with you if you're walking around swinging your big horny ass. I wanted to make sure you don't have to chase anymore. And you can focus on doing your work," said George.

I think it depends on the top as well. I am a well used bottom. My cunt is not right at all. Some guys have a hard time breeding me because of that. Some guys get really turned on by it and cum quick. Other factors may be if I have cum already in me, if I am at a sex club vrs one on one or if he has already cum in someone else. At the end of the day I just want to be the receptacle he uses to put his precious gift in.

Chapter 22 There was only two more guys that hadn’t taken the Kid’s ass yet and they were sitting on a couch waiting their turn. The was going to be the Kid’s last fuck of the Night but the Neighbor hadn’t gotten of yet either. The Neighbor walked into the room where the Kid was laying and he waked over and offered his cock to the Kid’s mouth. He asked the Kid is he was thirsty an the Kid panted a weak “ Yes, parched “. He put his cock in the Kid’s mouth and let a little pee slip out to see how the Kid did. He drank it greedily. Unfortunately, that was all the Neighbor had to offer. The Kid started nursing on the guys cock. He pulled back, he wanted to save it for a bit. He let the Kid up and gave him a fresh bottle of Gatorade to drink. The Kid guzzled it down quickly. Thereas a small amount of G in it but he wasn’t sure if it would have any effect on the Kid as high as he was. He walked the Kid up and the two guys moved apart so the Kid could sit between them. The started making out and it was a very hot scene. One of the guys pulled the Kid over and pushed his head down. Until then, with the brain fog the Kid had, he hadn’t noticed that both these guys had thick eight-inch cocks that were rock hard. The Kid thought he would be sucking one while the other fucked him, He welcomed this after the stretching that monster had given him. One of the guys walked over to a narrow bench and laid down on it. his cock was pointing straight up. The Kid walked over and started sucking the guy’s cock. The Neighbor walked up behind the Kid and started fingering him, he felt the Kid’s hole. Even though he had several hours of fucking and stretching his hole was staring to close. He could still open it easily enough but he knew it would be great for the next part or his training. The Neighbor stood the Kid up and helped him straddle the guy and sit on his cock. The cock slid deep whit no real problem thanks to the earlier usage the Kid endured. The Kid was slowly lifted up and then back down. On one of the down strokes the Neighbor pushed down on the Kid’s shoulders, this made the Kid fall down on the pole up his ass. The Kid made a high pitch squeal sound. The then bent the Kid over on the Guy. The Guy wrapped his arms around the Kid and Kissed him, the guy was slowly moving his cock in the Kid’s ass. The Kid stared rocking with the Guy’s movements and the Guy told the Kid to hold still. The Kid felt fingers working around the cock that was n his ass. Then he felt something else there, he suddenly realized the other guy that he was sucking was about to work his cock in his ass with the other one. At the same time “ The Kid stared to say “ NO, I can’t take this “ , but it was to late. The guy was already pushing up the Kid’s ass. There was a blinding pain at first and tears were streaming down the Kid’s face. He knew that his ass had to be getting ripped open. The Kid’s mouth was open, but nothing was coming out. Half the guys cock was already in the Kid’s ass with the other cock. The guy pulled out a little and then pushed back in. The Guy mentioned that he needed a little more lube. The Neighbor pulled the Bowel over that was under the Kid. It had a nasty mix of cum, piss and chems. He poured a little down the Kid’s ass and it ran down his crack. The Guy on top pulled out farther then started working back in, taking some of the nasty mix with his cock. Both guys started moving in and out of the Kid’s ass. Sometimes all in at once and other one in and one out. Either way the pain was gone and the Kid was in heaven. The guys were pumpkin and the Neighbor walked to the Kid’s head and pushed his cock into the Kid’s mouth. He noticed the Bio-hazard tattoo on the Guy’s chest and he had noticed that the guy on top had a scorpion tattoo on his butt cheek with the stinger pointing to the Guys’ crack. The Kid stared sucking on the Neighbor’s cock. He was pushing his cock in the Kid’s mouth to the base. It made the Kid choke but at that point he didn’t care. He felt something underneath him and then realized that the Guy that was on his back was licking his hanging nut sack. With this stimulation it didn’t take long for the Neighbor the cum. He flooded the Kid’s mouth with his cum. He pulled out of the Kid’s mouth and saw the Kid Turn and Give the guy under him an open mouth Kiss. There were sharing the cum. If the Neighbor hadn’t just cum, he probably would have gotten hard. He went over to get the last of the Kid’s ‘ Gifts ‘ ready while the two guy went to work wrecking what was left of the Kid’s asshole. The guy on the Top said he was about to cum, the guy on the bottom said he knew that because he got harder and grew. He also said that he had been holding off until his buggy was ready. The Bother rammed up the Kid’s ass at the same time and shot their toxic loads in the Kid’s torn and loose ass. They were deep enough that not much of the Cum would come out and in a few minutes none would be able to drip out. They pulled from the Kid’s gaping ass. The Kid started to stand up and the Neighbor grabbed him and said he had a parting gift for him. He bent the Kid over a padded bench. The Kid’s ass was pointing up. The Neighbor had put the contents from the Bowel that was under the Kid into an injector. It was probably meant as an enema device but it would work for this. He put the injector into the Kis’ as and noticed it wasn’t very tight. One of the guy’s that had just seeded the Kid pushed the Kid’s ass cheeks together. The Neighbor injected the contents into the bowels of the Kid. The Kid Jerked at the cool intrusion but in that position there wasn’t anything he could do. When all the nasty mix was in the Kid, the Neighbor pulled out the injector and pushed a fat butt plug into the Kid. He delivered a stinging slap to the Kid’s cheeks. The slap made the Kid’s involuntary actions to clamp down on the stem of the plug. He told the Kid to get dressed and head home. It was already very light and the neighbor needed to get to work in a couple hours. The Kid got dressed, it was a bit difficult because when he bent over he thought the plug was going to come out. When he walked up the steps he noticed a slight burning in his butt around the plug but figured it was from the work out he had. It was uncomfortable walking back to his flat. The steps seemed to be the most difficult, he knew as soon as he got home he was going to the bathroom to pull this devil out of his ass. The burning was more intense, and his stomach was cramping. When the Kid got back to his place he walked in the door and found an envelope under the door. On it was written ‘ I know what you did ‘ . It was the same handwriting that was on the note in his office.

**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 3 - Sam's Second Roulette Sam's week went like a dream. He thought about roulette night all the time. Sam forced himself to study, but couldn't concentrate in lectures or on the books he was reading. The thoughts always ended up in the fuck bench and bottoms that got the seeds of unknown men in their asses. Sperm whose status they don't know. Sam also went to work and organized next week's roulette. With each bottom, Sam wondered if he himself could be in his shoes. Everything went as planned, except on Thursday, the roulette day, one bottom announced that he couldn't come. Sam was very excited and went to George to explain the situation. Sam said that one bottom cannot come, but Sam can replace him himself. "Oh no, this again. Why do I always hire bottoms. This always happens," complained George. "It really doesn't work that way. You have to do your job. I've made it clear that in this situation you should call the next negative and unmedicated bottom on the list. You better hurry. We'll talk about this situation tonight after roulette," George continued. Sam freaked out that George was going to fire him. However, the evening went well. All the 8 bottoms and 10 tops arrived and Sam did a good job. He did his best while sucking the cocks of the tops waiting for their turn. He wanted George to see how well he was giving his all at work. When everyone else had left, all were cleaned and Sam and George were two, George asked Sam to sit on the couch with him. George offered Sam some wine. George asked Sam if he is sure that Sam wants to offer his ass to unknown men and is aware of the risks of unprotected sex. "Yes," said Sam quietly and shyly. "Are you sure?" asked George. "Yes I am," said Sam more boldly now. "I thought you only had protected sex," continued George. "Yes, but... Uh, yes... I've actually realized that this is what I've always wanted. I haven't dared admit even to myself that I'm a cumdump. I want my ass filled with cum. That's all I want,” said Sam. "Well, well. But the fact is that you are working here. It is absolutely impossible to think that as an employee you would be on that fuck bench with your ass up. How could you carry out your duties that way. Do you want to continue as an organizer," asked George. "Yes I do. Absolutely I do," said Sam. "Ok. This is agreed then. On the other hand, we also have other opportunities. Sometimes I organize events of the same type at home - private events. As my employee, you could very well participate if you want. Of course, they are not as well organized and there are fewer participants. But if you're interested, this is also possible. In fact, next Sunday I could organize if you're interested," said George. "Yes, I'm interested. I'd love to participate," said Sam greedily. "Agreed. Come to my place on Sunday at 5 p.m. I think it's going to be great," said George.

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^ this. That's exactly why the aural quotient to a Breeding can make it a very special conjoining of the two into One. When a bottom groans with pleasure at the right moment, I know I'm giving him the best fuck I can. I don't particularly like when they lie there like a dead fish. I love the feedback when it's genuine - not so much if it's contrived. Communication generally precedes the ultimate "Connection", and both can be expressed clearly by tuning into the aural sounds of offering submission/accepting Possession. It can be soul-thrilling when it's real.

Part 2: The Return Trip A week had passed. A week during which I had experienced a roller coaster of emotions. Worry that I might be pause turned to not caring, then excitement at the thought, then back again. I had always known that I was likely to get pozzed at some point, and the fact that it was on the dirty floor of a sketchy storage room was the perfect place for it to have happened to a pig like me. So by the time I got the message on BBRT, I had settled into the thought that I no longer had to wonder. "Headed home tomorrow," it read. "Up for Round 2?" "Fuck yeah," was my reply. I didn't hear from him the rest of the evening, so I spent my time with my new plug, stretching and playing with my cum catcher to open it up for that massive cock again. My brown bottle made frequent trips to my nose, heightening the sensation and also my excitement. I'm not sure how, but I eventually drifted off to sleep. I awoke the next morning to a message: "On my way. I should be there around 10." I checked the clock and saw that it was 8:30. Plenty of time to get ready. I saw that he had messaged only a few minutes before, so I responded. "I'll be ready. Just like last time." "Perfect," came the reply. I hadn't eaten since breakfast the previous day in anticipation of my visitor. (Side note: A lot of tops don't seem to appreciate the things we bottoms do to make sure our holes are clean and ready for them. I appreciate the ones that do!) So a few light douches to make sure I was clean, and I broke out the lube, plug, and little brown bottle again. By the time 9:50 rolled around, I was able to slide the plug in and out of my normally tight hole with ease. I pulled on shorts and a t-shirt and grabbed my keys, lube, and little brown bottle. Just for good measure I stuffed the plug into one of the front pockets of my shorts. I laughed as I caught my reflection in the mirror by the door. If the old woman who lived next door to me saw me with a huge bulge in my pants, she'd probably drop dead of a heart attack! In a matter of moments I was inside the storage room and naked once again. I slicked up my hole once more, then lay on the cold concrete to wait. Fuck! I had forgotten my phone! What if he tried to message me? I got up to get dressed for a quick run to my apartment when I heard footsteps outside in the hall. Instinctively, I spun back around and resumed my position on the floor. I heard the click of the door latch as he entered, and the two clicks of the latch and deadbolt that reassured me I would be bred without being interrupted by a nosy neighbor. My heart beat faster and my pulse began to race as I once again heard the telltale rustle of clothes being removed. Once again he was on me in a flash, but this time the soft kisses on my neck and back were absent. I heard him grunt as he positioned himself over me, then the click of the lube bottle. Seconds later I felt an unrelenting pressure as the head of his cock slipped into my well-greased hole. He did not stop. In no time he was balls-deep inside me, rearranging my guts with that giant cock. Giant poz cock. I felt a slight shiver run down my spine as that thought ran through my mind. I reached for the brown bottle and took two mighty hits as he began his assault. He was more forceful this time, taking what he felt he was owed. I was only too happy to oblige. As he did last time, he placed his hands on the back of my shoulders, pressing me to the floor. But his thrusts were more urgent this time, more animalistic, each burying his shaft to the hilt. I felt his balls slapping me. I felt beads of sweat dripping from his forehead and landing on my back. I was in heaven! And then, with a deep groan that was almost a growl, he unleashed his toxic seed inside me once more. His hips held still as I felt the throbbing of his shaft, pulsing that load so deep it might never come out. Spent, he stood up and waited for me to clean him off as I had last time. I spun around and got up on my knees; this time I saw the biohazard tattoo, and wondered how I could have missed it last time! It was a good 4 inches across. I felt another shiver run down my spine. I took that massive member in my mouth and sucked it clean. There was more blood this time, I could taste it. But mixed with the cum and ass juices it made for an amazing flavor, sweet and musky and metallic all at once, and I savored it as long as I could. At last he turned away, grabbed his clothes, and dressed. I stayed on my knees on the floor, breathless and a little woozy from the fucking I had just taken. I was just regainng my bearings when I heard him say, "If it didn't take the first time, it sure as hell did this time." And then he was gone. I got up and dressed, collected my things and walked back to my apartment. It was a short walk but with every step I felt his cum seeping out of me, and I hurried to get to my plug. Once inside, I grabbed it and slid it into my ass through my shorts leg. It was a snug fit, but I didn't want to risk bending over to take them off and losing more of that toxic load. It was 10:30 am, and I was spent. I crawled back into bed and spent the day resting, allowing his poz cum to work its magic. I hope he has another road trip planned soon. If he does, I'll be ready.

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

I was perusing BBRT one day recently when a new message popped up. It was from a guy more than 200 miles away from me. Normally I ignore messages from guys as close as 25-30 miles away, as the distance can often be an insurmountable challenge. In my part of the Northeast, a simple 30 mile drive can take an hour or more when you factor in traffic, and considering how often guys flake on me, it just hasn't been worth my time or effort to try. This one was different, though. His profile pic was of a beautiful and massive piece of manmeat, and the moment I saw it my hole twitched involuntarily. Looking through the rest of his profile, I saw that his "intos" included anonymous, gang bangs, raunch, and chubs. He was all top, answering "No" to both "take loads orally" and "take loads anally." And, he was undetectable. I lie on my profile and say that I'm on PrEP, but undetectable guys don't scare me. In fact, it's a turn-on taking undetectable loads from strangers. Turned out, this top guy was REALLY into chubs, and traveling through my area in a couple of days, and he expressed just how eager he was to meet me. Now, I'm attached and can't host, but I have discovered during the pandemic that my building is full of storage rooms - empty spaces between apartments that had cages added for people to rent when they need extra storage. And most of these rooms are empty and unlocked. The perfect place to play, as long as one doesn't mind standing or laying on the concrete floor. The nastier the better for me, so I'm good with either! After trading messages, we agreed to meet as he drove through to his destination. I found myself hoping that if all went well, he would want round 2 on his way back home. On the appointed day, I spent some time prepping my hole. I also lined up a couple of local top friends who fuck me regularly. I don't (yet) own a large plug, and figured it would be best if I were opened and pre-lubed when he arrived. He and I had been messaging back and forth, so I knew when he would arrive. I gave him directions to find my spot, and told him I would be waiting ass up for him. My friends arrived about a half-hour before he did. We went in order of ascending size, with the smaller 6.5" hung guy opening up my hole first. The second guy supported me as I stood bent-over for this first assault on my hole. These cocks always feel amazing sliding in and out of me, and they appreciate how my velvet hole squeezes them to milk out their loads. At last I felt the pulses of his cock as my first friend pumped his load deep inside me. He stood still for a moment to catch his breath, then I felt him slowly withdraw. Never one to miss an opportunity to taste cum and ass together, I spun around to clean him off with my mouth. As I did so, my other friend slid his 8 inches balls-deep in me in one motion. It was my first friend's turn to support me as the second cock thrust in and out of my well-greased hole. It must have felt good, because within just a few minutes I felt his cock pulsing as it shot his load even deeper in my guts than the first. I took the time to clean my second friend off, and the two of them dressed and left, leaving the door unlocked behind them. As I checked my phone, I got the message - "I'm here." Excitedly, I responded that I was ready and waiting. This time, I lay down on the cold concrete floor, my head pointed away from the door so I couldn't see him as he entered. Within a few minutes, I heard the door open, then the deadbolt click. I heard the rustle of clothes as he undressed, and in no time he was on top of me. He kissed the back of my neck and then worked down to my ass, and I heard him gasp - hopefully in delight - when he found me already dripping cum. I felt his fingers, first one, then a second, probe my used hole. Then I felt his tongue and knew he was OK with what he saw. The light flicks of his tongue were a huge tease, and I ached for him to slide his giant cock into me. I didn't have to wait very long. After tasting the cum in my ass, he slid his body along mine until I felt a familiar pressure on my hole. Slowly, he worked on me, alternating pressure until I felt the tip slip inside me. With that, he continued to push steadily, and before long my asshole was as full as it had ever been! I was very glad I'd had my friends open me up for this monster. I might not have been able to take it otherwise. He got into a rhythm, stroking in and out of my hole. He raised himself up, placing his hands on my shoulders and pressing me into the floor as his pace quickened. I had never been fucked like this before, and I was in heaven! My hole twitched and spasmed as he continued his assault, and a few times I heard his balls slap my ass cheeks as he drive that missile deeper and deeper. At last, he tensed up, and once again I felt the spasming of a cock as it released its jizz into my guts. But this load was different. It was poz and undetectable, which made the sensation even hotter for me. I relished the thought of his load mixing with the others already inside me, and vowed to hold it in as long as I could. He collapsed on top of me, breathing hard. I felt the wetness of his sweat mixing with mine. It had been the perfect anonymous fuck. Ever so slowly, he withdrew and stood up. I quickly spun around and got up on my knees, taking that massive member in my mouth to clean him off for the rest of his trip. His cock tasted amazing, with the sweetness of cum, the slight funk of my ass juices, and yes, even a little blood mixed in this time. No surprise, I thought. Something this big pounding me that hard was bound to draw a little blood. In a matter of moments, he was dressed and gone, off to his ultimate destination. I stayed a little longer, luxuriating in the feeling of complete satisfaction. I checked my phone again, and saw a note from him. He thanked me and expressed hope that we could do the same thing on his return trip. I responded quickly that I would be happy to accommodate him. Before I signed off BBRT and got dressed, I took one more look at his profile, admiring the enormous cock that had just bred me so thoroughly. As my eyes scanned down the screen, I noticed that something had changed. Where his status used to read "Undetectable" it now read "Positive." And he had unlocked the one locked photo on his profile - a pic of a biohazard tattoo on his hip, just to the left of his gorgeous cock. Had he stealthed me? I sent him a message and asked, and the only reply I received said, "Loved your hole. Can't wait to use it again on my way home!" My reaction caught even me off-guard. I would have thought I would be outraged, worried sick, disgusted. But instead, I felt the exact opposite, like this was always supposed to happen. I had a poz load swimming around in my guts. I looked back at my phone, and at the last message he had sent. "Me, too!" I replied. "I need more of your cum inside me ASAP!" With that, I dressed and left the storage room. But I didn't go back to my apartment. Instead, I went out to my car and drove to the nearest bookstore to buy a plug. I was determined to keep my vow to hold his load inside me as long as I could.

True Story of my first slam! About 10 years ago, I was excited to connect with a hot ff buddy of mine -- talk black guy with a really hungry hole. I've been a ff top for a long time. I was able to leave work early and head downtown and check into a nice sleazy hotel. I had had done a little T recently and had a little bit left so decided to smoke some before the festivities began. A little bit later he showed up. We kissed and started to make out, but something was "off". He admitted he was not feeling great but wanted me to fist him deep, but admitted he felt we should reschedule. I agreed and was naturally a little disappointed. My hot 6'3" black ff bottom when home to bed. So what did I do? Well, signed on the BBRTS naturally. Ended up chatting with a couple of people, but nothing was clicking. The little bit of T I did was still in effect and I was horny as hell. Finally, after about a hour, this guy I had chatted with on and off before hit me up. Like I said, we had chatted but were never quite on the same page or could not make it work. Tonight was different. As we chatted I finally asked him "what are you up for tonight"? "I want to slam and fuck" he replied. Slam and fuck. Normally I would have probably not taken him up on the offer, but tonight was different. The little bit of T I had done early was in charge of my thinking. So my response? "Sound great, come on over". We chatted and determined neither of us had product. I had only purchased it once at a bathhouse, so had no contacts. I told him I had $$ if he had a contact. He said he did but wanted some of the $$ up front. He stopped by. OMG - hot Latin guy. Deep black eyes. And sexy as hell. We chatted about how much, and I suggested --- well, let's get enough so we don't run out if we want more. I gave him the $$ and off he went. Part of me thought -- hummm, that was a scam and I would probably not see him again. Anyway, I was back on BBRTS in case I needed plan B. About 30 minutes later there was a knock at the door. It was my hot Latin guy. About 34, 5'8" dark eyes and a great mischievous smile. He came in, I locked the door and we began kissing passionately. Kissing is a must and a major turn on for me, and he was a GREAT kisser. He then showed me the T and asked if I was ready. "Of course". Now, I had not told him I had never slammed before. I was trying to play it cool and appear relaxed. As he started weighing the product he asked me how much. I had NO idea. So my reply was "what ever you normally do". Again, I did not want to appear to be novice. "Ok, let's do a 3.0". He prepped the points and said they were ready. That's when I told him well, this is my first time, so you will have to do me. He had a little concern, but said, that since I was a big bear, I would be ok. He put the tourniquet on, looked me in the eyes and asked if I was ready. "YES" "Now tell me if it burns at all". I was transfixed. Not afraid at all and watched intently. He was slow and gentle. The point registered and said "here goes". I watched carefully as it entered the crook of my arm. When finished, he released the tourniquet. And my life changed. The rush was fucking amazing. I went a foggy, had a little ringing in my ears, but no cough. The world seemed to be in a great foggy spin. He asked if I was ok. "Hell yes", and I dropped to my knees and started sucking on his 8" uncut cock. I could not get enough of it. Out of the corner of my eye I watched him slam himself. He looked deep into my eyes and said "I want to fuck you" And I immediately got up on the bed and he began fucking my hungry hungry hole. He was inside me for what seemed like hours. His cock was the perfect fit. It seemed to expand in my ass, filling me completely and happily. We had HOURS of hot sweaty sex. And a 2nd slam a few hours later. More on that later.

I had a pretty ideal childhood. It was perfect in my memory up until the age of 11 -- when I started to notice there was was something 'funny' about me. My friend Pete told me I acted like a girl sometimes. And talked like one. I knew it was true and I also noticed that I noticed the hairy lifeguard at the pool more than I noticed the bobbing boobs in the water. This was bad. I shut down because I needed time to figure this out. I never talked if possible. I avoided Pete and my other friends. I also avoided my parents. They were concerned that I spent all my time alone I needed time to think. My dad suddenly got very attentive, and he wanted to do stuff together with me. I really couldn't refuse or they'd send me to a doctor or something. We played catch, we went to the arcade and I did my best to make him think I was enjoying it. But I remained quiet and never talked. The dark circles formed under my eyes. They got darker and darker. There was a song on the radio that I'd heard about a 'lonesome loser'. That was my persona; theme sing. So many songs spoke directly to me once after I turned twelve. It's something that doesn't happen once you're older. So I mainly stayed alone in my room and listened to the radio. The 80's were at their cheesiest back then. I was obsessed with about five different songs. I wasn't allowed to lock my door back then, and my parents could barge in any time they wanted. My mom burst in once during that Summer and insisted I go outdoors. "It's so beautiful outside. Your father is in the backyard doing some work and you should go help him. You've had enough radio for one day." sigh I found my dad digging or planting or something. Weeding, maybe. I stood next to him wordlessly until he noticed me. "Oh hi! It's nice to see you. You need some sun, William. Go rinse of this spade off and then I've got a surprise for you." I carried the implement over to the faucet and cleaned it. I realize now that the smell of water coming from an outdoor spigot in the Summer is delicious. It's warm at first and then gets colder. I can still smell it now. Well, my 'surprise' was a whole bunch of fresh plywood he'd just bought from the hardware store. He had decided we were going to build a tree house together. ?? Huh? I was going to be a teenager in less than a year. Did he really think I was going to hang out in a damn tree house? He was so excited that I didn't have the heart to tell him that I didn't really want to do this. He was a kind man and only wanted me to be with him more. I was a little jerk, a lonesome loser, but I couldn't hurt his feelings. There was a trace of human left inside of me somehow. He had decided the giant hickory tree would be the best place to build it. It was an old tree that, looking back, seemed to just beg for a tree house. It had a low wide trunk and the branches spread out in such a way as to allow space for something to be built in there. So we built a tree house over the course of two days. Possibly three. When I say "we" I mostly mean "he". I fetched nails and things from the garage when he needed them, but Dad did all the work. Even our retired neighbor -- a widower named Hal came over and did more work than I did. "Almost done. We'll get shingles for the roof eventually. Maybe your mom will give us a rug and a chair for the inside. It's big enough for you to even bring your sleeping bag in there....not that we'll let you do that without some discussion. You know your mother." Suddenly I liked the idea of my own separate place away from them. I now embraced the concept of a tree house. After he waterproofed it and made double sure it was securely stable, I could go in it. Sweet! I made it into my second room...a second place to hide. I ultimately had a table and chair there...along with a rug and some old pillows. It was a perfect space for me to escape. Of course I brought out my radio. My aunt had bought me a "boom box" for my birthday. It was so huge and ate up D batteries like crazy, but the sound was good. I would wake up early in the morning and go to my escape place to spend the whole day listening to music and daydreaming. I guess my parents thought that I'd be having a bunch of friends over to play pirates or something. I only went inside to go to the bathroom or refill my plastic jug with Pepsi. Then one day, a few weeks before school started, I had a visitor to my private tree space, It was my old friend Pete, "Hi, Will. Your mom invited me to "come play". As if we even "play" anymore." Pete had gotten taller and seemed more adult. I was just a kid and everybody around me was growing up. "Yeah, She's lame. I know. Do you like this station?" There was a Duran Duran song on. "104.1? No way. I like real music. Only girls listen to that shit. I like 99.8. Speaking of girls, look what I have..." He pulled out a porno magazine from the back of his shirt, It must have been uncomfortable to walk with that jammed into the waistband of his Lee jeans. I didn't change the station because my favorite Cyndi Lauper song was playing. I really liked her. Porn? Pete? It didn't match. But he'd changed so much. He almost had facial hair. "My dad has tons of these in the house. He must really like to beat his meat." "Do what?" "He jerks off. It's called a bunch of things. You've never done it?" "Do WHAT??" "You rub your dick up and down until the stuff comes out. My bother does it too." "How do you do it?" "Well, I can show you. It's not gay if I just show you." Pete found the centerfold. The model was obviously an adult woman, but she was dressed like a little girl. She also slightly resembled a girl at our school that every guy had a crush on. She got boobs in the fifth grade and was extremely athletic. She played all the sports and taught tennis during the Summer. He unzipped right there in front of me and started to fondle his private parts. I couldn't believe it. I tried to make sense out of what he was doing, but it was all just too bizarre to comprehend. He kept going and before long, he stopped and some milky stuff came flying out of his little wiener. He quickly sipped back up and suddenly looked a little embarrassed. He told me to try it and I was horrified at the idea. Interested but still horrified. I had a million thoughts and a million things to say, but right about then my mom came out to ask if we wanted ice cream sandwiches. We declined and waited until she went back to the house. "I gotta go. Want me to leave you this.? My dad will never know it's missing." "Nah. Maybe. No." "OK. I'll bring another one next time." He climbed down and I was alone again. Alone with all these crazy new thoughts. That night at dinner, I could barely eat and didn't say a word. Parents exchanged glances. "It nice to see Pete again. He's grown so much. Well, you both have. Did you two have fun?", she asked. "Yeah." "I can take you guys to the pool tomorrow. Or you could rife your bikes. You haven't ridden that bike in forever." She needed something. My silent dad did too. They wanted a normal son and I wanted them to not want that. "Maybe. Thanks." That was enough. No way could I go back to the pool. Knowing what I did about my body and seeing that hot lifeguard would just be way too overwhelming. I went back to my tree house and listened to the radio until almost midnight. I went to bed and made a few attempts to 'beat my meat'. It wasn't happening. All I could picture was that she-girl and Pete's little dick. I was not inspired. Horny. but not enough for this. I somehow fell asleep and dreamed about the lifeguard screwing some woman who was dressed as a little girl. The long Summer days rolled along and the only thing I did was listen to the radio. Pete came by about once a week. He always brought a new nudie magazine and I always pretended to like the pictures. Vaginas were just gross. God only knows what was up in those things. Pete never masturbated in front of me again. He told me about this 7th grade girl that had let him feel her boobs. And then one day he brought over a new magazine called "Club". There men in it. Sure, they were always soft and there was always a naked woman there too, but at last I got to see a penis!! There was one series of pics about a trucker picking up a hitchhiking woman and they made out in his truck. He had a huge hairy dick and big red balls. That's when I felt something. I wanted the trucker. "This is good one. Can I keep it?" "Why? What is it about this one? You never wanted to keep any of the other magazines?" "I--I just like this one." "Yeah. I'll let you keep it. But you have to tell me why first. Is it because there are dudes in it? You like dicks, right? I guessed that a long time ago." "What? No! I just...." "You're just a gay. Everybody knows it. I'm not a gay, but my brother might be one. It's okay. I'll bring over some of my dad's "Hustler"s. There's always guys in that." "Uh..." "I'll come by tomorrow and give you some magazines with dicks. But then I'm not going to visit anymore. I like you, but I don't want to be around you so much. It feels weird. No offense." I closed my eyes and nodded. I knew what I was and so did the whole world, apparently. I sat there and listened to David Bowie sing about his little China girl. It was the middle of Summer. I'd never be the same after today. Never. I successfully ejaculated that night and every night after that. But during the day, I just sat in the tree house, listened to music and wondered what the hell was next. Once school started, I'd say 'hi' to Pete. but he was always out of it. He'd somehow fallen into the stoner crowd. Just like his older brother. He smoked now and would sometimes give off booze fumes. I had no friends left in the whole world. It stayed that way in high school. I just kept beating off. listening to the peak of new wave pop. And getting stoned. Weed was surprisingly easy to get in my little town. Pete gave me my first joint when he dropped off a load of mags and then never visited again. At school. we were just polite classmates now. Fine. I was too weird anyway. I was a committed loner and childhood friendships didn't mean a thing anymore. I spent long days and nights in the tree house. Hair bands had taken over the radio...pretend rockers with identical looks. I heard the music change and the playlists mutate while I blissed-out on an herbal cloud. By the time I got to college, grunge had entered with "Smells Like Teen Spirit". I bought the cassette and played it endlessly. It was music meant for ME. I even liked the copycat bands. My dorm roommate moved out when I wouldn't talk to him and blared my music. I had the place to myself which was good because I hadn't learned how to be social or considerate yet. It's everyone else with a problem...not me. I was just doing my thing. My adviser suggested I be an English major and I simply shrugged and went with that. I read so many books and wrote so many papers. I was acing all the classes and even some electives like "History of Photography". I was a deep thinker (or so I told myself) and none of the homework interfered with my isolated stoner life. And then reality rudely moved in. Mom was sick. Dad called me and said my mom collapsed in a store. Turns out her kidneys were failing. And she had crippling back pain. "Can you come back home, William? She would appreciate it so much. She's on dialysis twice a week. Just get your finals over with and come home.Please." By the time I got through exams and made it back to my Nowhere town, Mom was way worse. Christmas was a week away and that woman loved Christmas. But the house looked like every other day. No tree, or stockings or anything. Turns out it was bone cancer and she'd never get better. She got smaller and thinner and then died in her sleep. But at least I got to kiss her cheek and hold her hand one last time. Poor lady. She deserved a better son than me. My dad couldn't handle it all and moved in with his brother - who lived in a town in the next county. I was on my own., alone in a silent house. I guess Dad had recovered enough to make all the arrangements. The funeral would be in three days. We got our first snow and it was cold out, but I went to the tree house to get super stoned. My radio was still there, but I didn't turn it on because the batteries were probably dead. Like Mom. I'd cried enough on the drive home, and now my eyes were dry. I had a Walkman back at the house, but before I could go grab it, I had a visitor. Pete. Never thought I'd see him again. "Hi. You okay? I heard about your mom." "Yeah. I'm okay. My dad split... I guess he'll come home before Saturday. He's a mess." "Yeah. I bet. Are you here alone? Damn. I'm so sorry." "I'm fine by myself." "Want some of this?", he said reaching into his pocket for a little bag of white powder. I knew what it was and what it looked like from TV. Cocaine. Sure. Whatever. We both snorted some, and my heart sped up. I also wanted to start talking....which I did. I told him about my isolation and cloaked gayness. I talked on and on and didn't stop. "I'm sorry for leaving you all alone back then. Those days were different. I got married. Did you know that? And then I got divorced. In four months. She was more of a coke-head than I am." "Wow." I didn't give a shit. really. I had my own issues to deal with and suddenly didn't feel like talking about it. We did a few more lines and I needed to stop because my heart was beating way too fast. Pete straightened himself up a little. "I was going to wait to tell you this, but...." "What?" "My older brother. He went to college like you did....but dropped out after a year. Drugs and stuff. He's living at home now. And he looks sick. Anyway -- I showed him your photo in the yearbook and told him...about.... some things. He wants to meet you. He might be your type. What do you think?" I motioned for his bag of coke. We did more and then split the remainder of my fat joint. "Is he home tonight? Tell him to come over." "Are you sure, Will? Your mom just died. He's gay for sure, but he's kinda sick. You do know there's a gay AIDS out there. He might have it." "No worries. I want to see him again." "OK." "Tell him to bring some 'D' batteries too. My boom box is dead. Tell him I need charging." Looking back, I can't believe I said that. But I did. There are no take-backs in life. I'd learn that soon. Not long after Pete left, I decided to take a nap. I had on a ski jacket and long pants. I slept for maybe a few minutes, imagining I heard the radio playing. No. I DID hear it. There was someone there with a flashlight. It was Pete's brother, Brice. The light hurt my eyes and I told him to shut it off. "Oh, Sorry. I didn't have any 'D' batteries, but I brought over my own boom box. Let your eyes adjust. It gives a nice glow in the dark." He was right. Once the flashlight was off, I felt better and could see more. His radio gave off a nice green glow that reminded me of something, but I couldn't think what it was. Something I'd seen on TV? "Brice? What time is it?" "It's a fine time. Mild Winter nights make me horny as hell. God, you've barely changed....you look like a kid still. Sorry about your mom, man." "Thanks. Pete said you're back at home, now. How's that?" I was waking completely and sitting up a little. "It's fine. Not like I got a choice. Pete said you home alone. Is that true? Let's go inside where it's warmer." "Sure. Bring your radio." I liked that green glow for some reason. We crunched our way through the dead leaves and frozen air. The house was a tomb. I turned up the heat and led Brice up to my room. He was a tall guy, much taller than the rest of his family. In the light, he looked thin and a little sick. Very pale. I knew what was coming next. "You got a night light or something? It's too bright in here." "I used to. Just turn on your boom box -- that'll give enough glow." He did. Donna Summer's song about her love flying across the sky was on. I liked that song. I made myself not lip-synch it as our eyes adjusted to the darker room. Brice was undressing....and I figured I should do the same. It was getting warmer. Or maybe just I was. He got under the covers with me, and I realized he'd taken off everything. I'd left my underwear and socks on. I took them off in the green glow. "You're my brother's age, right? You're 19?" Well, yeah.... "Yes. Why?" "I just don't need anything else on my record. We're going to fuck. Ready?" "Yes. I want that." "In about an hour...some friends of mine are coming over. They know who you are and want to plow your little ass. I left the door open. I hope that's okay because it's already done. Not like you have a choice." He was on top of me...in the bed I'd slept in as a teen and done my homework on top of. Brice was wild and maybe insane a little...it seemed like he was trying to devour me, or kill me. I felt his hard dick against my stomach. It was my first kiss, my first everything. I felt his hard dick on my stomach and really wanted to look at it. As if he'd read my mind, he scooted up and let it tower over my face, The greenish glow and the shadows made it look huge. This was way better than seeing soft members in magazines. Way, way better. The head of it looked wet...or maybe it was just the light. "I'm leaking pre-cum like a motherfucker...that almost never happens. Want a taste?" I didn't even have time to answer before he was poking that glistening head between my lips. The taste was new but as old as time. I loved it. He took my moans of satisfaction as his cue to push it further into my mouth. I loved it. I'd been imagining this act for so long. He pushed farther until I gagged a little. Then we found an agreeable place he could thrust in and out of. I sometimes wish I could turn off my brain and just go with the things my body was feeling. Pete said he was "sick" and I tried to get that thought out of my head. This was so nice. He stopped and pulled the dick away. "I don't want to cum just now. Ever eaten ass before?" "No. I've never done anything." "I'm clean, well -- clean-ish. If you don't like it, we can stop. I didn't like doing it myself. Not at first." He sat his bare ass right on my ass. I didn't know how I was supposed to 'eat' it, so I just kissed his cheeks and slid my tongue up and down between the crack. Without anything in my head except horniness, I pushed my tongue into his butt hole. He moaned and spread his buttocks apart more. My tongue and mouth overruled my brain and just went on pleasing him while I forgot all about breathing. "Goddamn -- you're a natural little bo --- ssshhh. I think the other guys are here. You don't mind if they watch, do you? I can make them stay out in the hall." "No...I don't mind." "Be right back." He got up and left my room, and then called to the strangers from the top of the stairs. They all filed in. Four or five of them maybe. Six? I couldn't tell. Janet Jackson was singing. All of my senses were turned up to the max. "You fellas get to see me take this kid's virginity. Good timing." Maybe he wanted to show off or something, but he got super demanding and he made his voice sound lower. He commanded me to put a pillow under my butt and spread my legs. I did as told. My brain told me this is how the gays were getting that disease, but I was beyond caring. He held my legs even farther apart, and tried to poke that beautiful cock into my ass. It was unbearable. "STOP!" I couldn't handle this. "Did anybody bring lube? He is so fucking tight." "Yeah. I brought a tube of KY. Mostly full." That voice was familiar somehow. Another guy said "Brice, you said he was a virgin. Why the hell didn't you bring some yourself? I brought some booze, but you owe me the next turn at his ass." "Deal." He worked the oil or whatever it was onto his erection and the poured some right onto my exposed hole. His big fingers were pushing it inside of me. That hurt too, but I muted my protests somehow. And then he pushed the head of his dick into me. I screamed again. One of the dudes turned up the radio and Paula Abdul was singing loudly as Brice held his hand over my mouth. He went slow, but never pulled out...just kept going. I'd agreed to this I guess. But DAMN -- it didn't feel sexy. He was all the way to his balls and stayed there for a few seconds. I adjusted and tried to enjoy it...I'd only ever wanted this. He started thrusting back and forth. This was fucking! I was fucking! He found a good rhythm we could both enjoy. The guys were murmuring among themselves. One of them said "You got two more lesions on your back, Brice." "Shut the fuck up, Andy. I'm about to knock him up...right....NOW! AH FUCK!" He must have cum. I wish I could say I felt it, but the pain and the pleasure and feel of his body were just so intense. I was no longer a virgin and probably not healthy anymore. Brice stayed still for a bit and panted. He got up and was soon replaced by Andy,the booze-bringer. He was shorter than Brice, but just as endowed. He'd been beating off and drinking. He offered me a sip from his bottle and I was glad for it. I have no idea what it was, but it made me cough. They all laughed. "Take one more sip. It gets better." He was right. He didn't bother with my mouth at all. Just fucked me with no attention paid to me as a person, It was so much easier this time around -- maybe because of all the sperm already in my hole or maybe I had just learned to handle it better. He was fast and didn't even tell me he was shooting his load inside of me. He just stood up and said "Done". I had a few more drinks from the bottle, which made me feel warm inside and out. I was a slut now. Maybe Andy was sick as well....he'd just swam in Brice's juices after all. "My turn." I knew that voice was familiar. It was the lifeguard from the pool...the guy I'd fantasized about all those years. He was as hairy as I remembered. Maybe not as muscular, but still beautiful. His dick was a bit smaller than the other two, but I honestly didn't care. He was my dream and he was going to fuck me. I completely enjoyed the sex this time. For one thing, he talked to me. He also kissed me and it felt like 'making love'. The sensation of his penis inside of me made me shudder as if I was cold. The world went away and it was just the two of us. "You never went off the high dive. Too scared? I saw you grow up and now I'm seeing you as a man. Ready for that final dive? I'm gonna cum. You'll never be afraid of anything now....uhhh. YEAH! I just took you to the deep end." He kissed me passionately. There were still guys there who wanted their turn. I obliged. Brice went at me again and so did the lifeguard (Tom). I woke up in his arms that next morning. He and I had a long-distance relationship after the funeral and after I went back to school. I made it home more often and we made all kinds of plans together. We were both poz and I really want to believe it was his strain that I carried inside of me. My lifeguard and I in the same club. We're both still alive and living in my old house with Dad. He's the one who keeps track of our medications and doctor's appointments. We're a family. My ideal childhood turned into an ideal life.

Here's my 1st slam. It was with my dear, sweet friend with benefits. From the day we met, B just oozed sex. At 6', 170 lbs, milk chocolate complexion, short afro, 9.5" uncut with what he called obscene overhang, he was LUST personified. We clicked instantly and our 1st kiss lasted 10 minutes. After our 1st time, we got together regularly as we grew closer. One night, B told me he'd smoked some T and asked if I wanted to try it. Naturally, I agreed. Taking out a glass cock and a bag of shards, we shotgunned clouds back and forth. FUCK, what a rush! A few weeks later, B confessed to slamming and before he could ask, I said, "I want you to slam me!" Knowing I'd be agreeable, he took out 2 preloaded rigs, alcohol preps and a tourniquet. Finding a vein, he wiped it clean and tied it off, as I stared into his deep brown eyes. I looked down, watching him hit the vein and got the flash. As he pressed the plunger, filling my vein with the T, I got lost in his eyes once again. Pulling the rig out, he released the tourniquet as he raised my arm. I coughed as the rush hit me. In a bit more than a minute, B had slammed himself and was ready when I demanded, "FUCK ME!"

I love eating and fucking swollen ass lips. Absolutely love getting my tongue in there before I fuck, during a fuck and after a fuck. I also have a couple of buddies who love ass play, stretching a hole and loading it up. I am a HUGE fan of swollen lips

Part 8 Jamal turned to Sir and asked him, “You wanna tell him? Or you want me to tell him? Dad.” Even in my spun out mind, I was completely shocked my what was just said. Dad? Lamont looked to Jamal, smiled, and then smacked him across the face. “On your knees.” Jamal’s attitude changed as he said, “Yes, Sir,” and got on his knees next to Lamont. Master and Daddy were on either side of me while Lamont sat in the chair. “Guys, this is my nephew, Jamal. I know, shocking right? Why do you think I’ve never had you guys over?” Immediately interrupting their reactions. “He’s lived with me for the last four years since his mother died.” I looked at Jamal, who was still on his knees. There was no reaction from him. “Jamal’s a great kid, well man, and usually follows my rules. Makes it an easy situation.” “However, there were only two major rules I expected him to follow. Tell them what the rules are, Jamal.” “No sex in the house. No drugs in the house.” “Did you follow those rules, Jamal?” “No I did not.” “I found evidence of him having someone over, but decided to not confront him.” Looking down at Jamal, Lamont put a hand on his muscular shoulder and said, “No. I decided to test his honesty.” “About four months ago, I told him I was going to be out all night and would see him the next day. You guys remember the night I cancelled on you?” They nodded their heads. “So, I came back a couple hours after leaving, and entered the house quietly. I immediately saw his spliff stub on a table and then the sounds. Boy was laying some serious pipe on some loud little bitch.” “I followed the noise, expecting it to be coming from his room. Where were you at?” “I was in your room, Sir. In your bed.” “This little shit not only broke the only two rules I had, but was also fucking some nasty skank, in My. Fucking. Bed.” Each of the last three words were matched with smacks to the back of Jamal’s head. He flinched, but did not move. “I watched for a minute, impressed with his ass flexing every time he pounded inward. The boy was brutal, I could see a bit of his hand wrapped around a throat. Another looked like it was over the mouth.” Lamont looked at me, smiled, “You got a bit of that.” “Suddenly, a thought came into my mind.” I yelled out, “What in the fuck is going on in here Jamal?” “I’ve never seen a guy move so fast. He pulled out and I heard another yelp of pain.” ”Jamal flipped over on his back, his dick sticking straight up and still leaking cum. He’d apparently just started nutting when i interrupted.” ”I didn’t even look at what or who he was fucking, staring directly into Jamal’s eyes, which were quickly spreading wide open, a mix of shock and then fear.” I pointed in the direction of the other person, and said, “Get the fuck out of my house.” In under 30 seconds, the front door slammed shut. “Unc…” “Shut the fuck up, Jamal.” i continued staring at Jamal and saw him try and grab the sheet to cover himself. I moved so fast, i think he thought I was going to attack him. I grabbed the sheet and yanked it away. His dick was now soft, most likely fear induced. “What the fuck did you think you were doing?” “I…” “Shut your mouth.” Jamal went silent, never having heard his uncle even so much as raise his voice. “You ungrateful little shit. I bring you into my home, give you everything you could need and only expect you to follow two rules. And you spit in my face by breaking both of them, and doing one of them in my bed?” “I could actually see tears in Jamal’s eyes as I was berating him. I knew I had him” Jamal looked up at Lamont again, tears in his eyes as the story was being told. “You have no respect for me or the home I brought you into? Then get the fuck out. You got 10 minutes to get dressed, grab whatever clothes you can and get out.” Jamal began the tears when I said this. “Please, uncle Lamont. I got nowhere else. I got nobody else.” “Go stay with the skank. Trade your big dick for a bed.” “I can’t…” “Well then what are you going to do then boy? I can’t trust you here. You’d have to re-earn my trust.” “Please uncle, I’ll do what ever you want. What ever it takes. You’re all I have.” A smile spread across my face, knowing I had him. “Yeah, boy? Your gonna do what ever I want. Yes, you are. Get the fuck off my bed and on your knees on the floor.” Jamal appeared confused and didn’t move. “NOW!” He jumped out of the bed and got on the floor on his knees. “Crawl. Crawl to your punishment, boy.” “Jamal?” Jamal took over. “I began crying, fearing what was coming. I crawled to Uncle Lamont, until I was inches from him. I never thought I’d be naked, on my knees in front of a guy, let alone my uncle.” “I looked up at my uncle, tears still coming out. I was scared, humiliated and had no idea what was coming.” ”Before I even registered movement, Uncle Lamont slapped me so hard across the face, I fell on my side.” ”After the shock, the pain hit and it was the worst I’d ever felt.” “He quietly said, ‘Get back on your fucking knees.’” ”In spite of the pain, I did as he said. I was beginning to think I was going to get a major beating. I wasn’t to far off. As soon as I was back up, another slap, to the other side of my face came and I fell over again.” ” In the coldest voice I’ve ever heard, he simply said, ‘Get back up. I’m not done.” ”He slapped me twice more, but this time I was ready for them and did not fall.” ”No he didn’t. There was a mix of pride and frustration that he was able to withstand the last two slaps,” Lamont said as resumed the narrative. ”I reached down and wiped the tears from his face and told him to open his mouth. I smeared his tears on his lips and tongue, which only led to more tears.” ”Knock that crying off boy. The night is still young, you’re going to be crying, a lot harder, very soon.” ”His eyes widened in, what did you say later Jamal? Terror?” Jamal only nodded. “Lower your head and look straight ahead.” “Wen he was able to do so, I heard him sharply breathe in” As he was saying this I noticed that his dick was standing at full attention, hard as ever. ”Tell them what you saw.” Jamal continued, “When I looked down, I was staring directly at my uncles crotch. The bulge in his pants was scary big. The zipper appeared to be pushed out to its maximum and there was a huge bulge running down the left side of his pants.” “The cold voice returned, ‘Open my pants, boy. Let it out.” “I was to scared to move, the thought of unbuttoning and unzipping another guys pants was, well, disgusting. At the time at least.” I snapped into motion when Uncle Lamont started to raise his hand. I heard the voice, still intimidating, but not as cold, “Damn. You learned too quickly.” ”My hand were shaking badly and my arms felt like they were made of solid lead. It took me several attempts to just get the button open, my fear and disgust at what was doing, plus the bulge, making it hard to open.” Lamont and Daddy both laughed at the pun. ”The zipper was also a challenge as I was warned to be careful. Uncle wasn’t wearing underwear, so I had to make sure not to catch his dick in the zipper.” ”He ordered me to take them all the way off, but not to move away from his crotch. As I completed the task, I caught whiff of his crotch. The musk of a real man who works out and takes care of himself. I’ve smelled it on me and he saw the look on my face change, ever so briefly, as I heard him say, “You like that smell don’t you boy.” “I’d seen guys naked at the gym, but never been that close to another guy naked, especially not when their dick was hard.” “He made me stare at it, and tell me what I thought of it. How it compares to mine. He was trying to humiliate me; and it worked.” “I had always prided myself as being big dicked, especially against other guys. But uncle Lamont was huge, and thick. I told him I was envious.” Lamont laughed as this was said. “I hoped that was all he was going to do, but I was wrong.” He told me, “You like the look of that monster right in front of you? You wanna touch it don’t you? See what a real man dick feels like? Do it. NOW!” “I tried to resist but I couldn’t. I took it in my hand. I was shocked when I felt how hard it was and that I couldn’t wrap my hand around it.” “Open your mouth Jamal. Let me feel that tongue lick the piss slit. I’ll give you a little taste.” “I tried to beg, but as soon as I opened my mouth, he pushed the head in. I was held there, and made to watch, as Uncle squeezed his cock until a huge drop of his precum dropped out onto my tongue.” “He pulled out and made me swallow. I wanted to spit it out, but didn’t dare risk it. I swallowed and fought off a response.” “Uncle Lamont, please…” “Please? Please what?” “Please don’t make me do that. Please don’t make me suck you.” “He smiled down at me, cupped my cheek in his hand and said, ‘I’m not going to make you suck my dick. What kind of person do you think I am?” “I was relieved and relaxed when he said this.” “Then I saw a change in his face, in his eyes. ‘No, little boy. I’m not much into blow jobs since my dick is too big, even for the best whores. What I am gonna do? I’m gonna fuck that hot muscle ass of yours, and dump my cum deep in you, make you my personal bitch. Maybe then you will learn not to fuck up in my house.” “No. Please, uncle, I’m not a…” “Be VERY careful what you say next.” “I… I’m not like that. I’m sorry, uncle. Please…” “You had your chance Jamal. You begged to let me let you stay. Weren’t your own words you’d do what ever? Now, it’s what ever time.” I began crying harder, pleading. “Turn around, and put your hands on the ground in front of you. Let me see that muscle butt I’m going to deflower.” “I tried to resist, but Uncle slapped me across the face. I knew there was no other choice. I reluctantly turned around on my knees and bent forward, showing him my ass. I never ever imagined being in this position, especially not in front of my uncle.” Lamont took over. “I have fucked hundred of sluts, boys and girls. But at that moment, I’d never been more fucking turned on. I never thought I’d be staring at, or gettin ready to fuck, my nephew, but damn. That ass is mighty nice. Show it off to these men, Jamal.” “Yes, Uncle.” Jamal, still naked, turned around, got on his hands and knees, then dropped his chest down, pushing that ass up. Even as a bottom, I got to admit, that was a fucking hot ass. Daddy and Sir each whistled and Daddy asked, “Share?” Lamont smiled and said, “We’ll see. Knees.” Jamal returned to his original position as Lamont continued. “As beautiful as the sight was, he wasn’t perfectly placed for his breaking in. I made him learn the position he was just in. This stirred another plea in him, but he quickly learned, through a kick to those big beautiful nuts, that there was no leniency coming.” “I told him to look forward, into the floor length mirror, and look at what he was becoming. The view was gorgeous, his chin on the floor and his ass in the air. I made sure he saw the camera as I took his picture.” “Oh, damn that’s a fine sight there. Big, tough and strait black man. Got that muscle ass up in the air, ready for me to fuck you aren’t you? Tell your uncle what you want. It’ll just be between us, our dirty little secret.” “I didn’t punish you for staying silent did I little buddy?” Jamal looked up at Lamont, “No, uncle. Not at first…” strangely, they each smiled at this. “Now Jamal, there’s just one more thing I need from you. Do you want to know what that is?” He remained silent, and I moved my foot toward his balls. Without needing the reminder, Jamal asked, broken, “What uncle?” “I want you to reach those big muscular arms back and use those big black hands. I want you to spread those hot muscular ass cheeks apart so that I can see that hole I’m about to fuck” “I have to admit, I was really enjoying breaking him down. Much like you did to me Jake. Perhaps I learned that from you?” Daddy grinned, “You appeared to learn well. Though I think it was already there.” “Jamal glared at me from the mirror, but did as ordered. That hole was something of glory. Tight and small, between a beautiful light brown crack. There’s just a little fur around it.” “Show them Jamal.” “Yes, Uncle.” Jamal immediately assumed the position, chest on the ground, ass in the air. He reached back and spread his cheeks. It was almost as Lamont described, but the hole was not as small as he described. Jamal resumed his position next to Lamont. I was still in awe of this whole thing. “Just stay there boy, I’ll be right back. I have a little something that will make your first fuck memorable. And remember, this your fault.”

My tight pink hole which needs to be broken in

Sigh. Clinton didn't propose it, and only acquiesced in it because he knew there weren't enough votes to sustain his veto in Congress, particularly in an election year when the Republicans were making "ehrmahgawd the porn" an election issue. Had Clinton vetoed the bill and somehow the minority of Democrats in Congress managed to keep Congress from overriding it, the result would have been more Democratic losses in the House (instead, we gained a few seats), and it's possible (although unlikely) that Clinton himself might have lost key states. If some of the states that have since gone red - Florida, Tennessee, Missouri, Iowa, Florida, etc. - had flipped earlier instead of under Bush the Inferior, Clinton might well have lost the election. If you're going to blame someone, maybe don't just point at a president from a party you clearly don't like and assume he must have supported the legislation. That's the sign of a really simplistic, uneducated approach to politics.

**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!

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.

Love getting pissed in had 3 guys piss in a funnel shoved up my ass

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 …….

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!

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*

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

This weekend i was with my older daddy friend. I was on his bench in the garage and as he blew his load after 30 minutes of pumping he stopped moving I felt him go deep and stopped moving for a minute then I felt a warm feeling. He said your my piss stut. Then started to pump me.more and I felt the hot piss splattered on my leggs as he pumped.. it was so fucking hot!

When I was a freshman in high school I was bottoming for a much older guy than lived and worked at the batting cages I used to frequent. I was on my belly and he had me mounted from behind straddling me. He had just pumped his load in me and was just letting it soak with his cock still in my ass. Almost right away I started feeling a cramping, distended feeling so I kinda freaked a little and asked what he was doing to me. He replied that he just “pissed in a little piggy”. I struggled out from under him and ran his bathroom, sat down, and pushed out a huge amount of cum and piss. That was the first time I had experience piss in my ass.

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."

Been a while, but this is the last installment...and a little long. enjoy! Laying out with Steve Part 4 Finally I collapsed on the bed with Steve's cock still in me, he was grinding his hips into me, getting the last of his cum drained out of his balls. It was then that we heard the sound from the door. I looked back in surprise, as did Steve, and we saw the older gentlemen from the pool, that was getting his cock sucked, fucking the same younger guy at the doorway..and in that moment all four of us connected with our stares and the older man started to cum in his guy. Steve leaned his head to my ear, "Tim, our fucking is so hot, everyone wants to see. I love fucking you boy". it was music to my ears...I was so happy, and fulfilled, taking this man's cum in me...hoping he would truly knock me up. After Steve had softened, and slipped out of my wet ass, he knelt on the bed, patted my ass, and said "come on babe, let's get back to the party". I felt him get off the bed. I wished we could lay there the entire afternoon, but there was still hosting duties to be had. I got up and glanced at the open door, the older man and his friend were gone. I walked over and kissed Steve, cum starting to leak down my leg, "I will see you out there, need to clean up a little first". I turned and headed into the bathroom. In the past I might have sat on the toilet and tried to push the poz seed out of me, in a panic and while cursing myself, but there was nothing of the sort this time. I wanted Steve's cum to stay in me. After washing my body, I exited the bathroom. No need to get dressed again, we were way passed that at this party. As I neared the living room I could hear the sounds of some great sex happening. Sure enough, on the couch lay a bottom, legs spread being pounded by one of the guests while he was swallowing another man. A third man stood off to the side and stroked his cock watching the action. All of this action was extremely hot but I resisted the temptation to stop and stare, I wanted to find my man and be close to him. I found Steve outdoors, sitting on some of the patio furniture with some other naked men, drinking and enjoying the early evening calmness. There happened to be a seat next to Steve which I quickly sat down in. Other people in the conversation were Chad and Bruce, another older man that I didn't recognize, but he was very handsome and pleasurable, I later found out his name was Bill. "Welcome to the group Tim", Bill said. "It really is great having you here helping Steve with the party, thank you by the way. Today was a great day for a lot of us. I don't think I was as lucky as some of you, but the company was great." Bill had his legs drawn up, feet on table, so I couldn't see his cock and body to clearly, but he was squeezing his legs often so I figured he might have been semi aroused with the conversation. He had a shaved head, long beard that was a mix of black and grey, and some speckled chest hair. I responded in kind, "thank you Bill. I really loved helping out and yeah, it was a fucking great day!". Everyone laughed! Steve put his hand on my leg and squeezed a little. "Yes..a great fucking day", as we all laughed. Steve said, "I have to piss, be right back". Steve jumped up and headed into the house. Chad and Bruce were sitting together on the couch next to us, and I was across from Bill. Chad spoke up, "again, thank you for earlier Tim, you are amazing. It appears Steve finally was able to 'settle down' this afternoon, again your doing!", he smiled. Bill said, "We were just talking about your first day here enjoying our swim party. I think it is great you had fun today and I know Steve loved having you here, you can tell. not to mention Chad and Bruce, apparently." I saw Bruce smile at Chad. Chad looked at me, smiled, and answered, "fuck yes, damn. Both of us needed to fuck so bad and Tim was so helpful". Chad moaned a little and squeezed his semi hard cock. Bruce spoke up, "he can really take a cock, trust me on that, and I have the pictures to prove it" and laughed. Bill added, "nice son" and squeezed his legs tight one last time. Steve joined us again, sitting next to me. Bill jumped up, "My turn". It was now I could see Bill's in the full...and yes, a scorpion tattoo on his waist. His cock was definitely more than semi hard and swinging nicely as he moved off to the bathroom. "What did I miss?", Steve asked. Chad said, "we were just reminiscing about our time with Tim earlier. I think it had a great affect on Bill", we all laughed. "We will send you those pics tomorrow Steve, pretty good". Bruce spoke up, "Hey, next weekend we are having Bill and our boy over for game night if you two want to join us, you are more than welcome to." I looked at Steve, "can we?" "Of course baby", Steve confirmed. "We wouldn't miss it". "Great!", Bruce said, and Bill added "awesome, another great weekend to look forward to", as he sat back down. Nothing else happened that evening outside of some sexy talk and memories from throughout the day. As everyone had slowly departed, and we said goodbye to Bill, Chad and Bruce were the last to leave. They were packing up in the living room as Steve and I strolled in. both were still naked, but pulling on loose fitting shorts for the walk to the car. Of course I had to stand and take in the scene of these sexy men, tucking their fat soft cocks into their shorts. After zipping up and donning t-shirts, the pair was ready to leave. Before grabbing their bags, they came in for hugs. Bruce hugged me first, holding me tight telling me it was wonderful to meet me, and 'have' me! We both smiled on that comment. Chad pulling me in tight, as I was still naked, his hands went immediately to my ass, letting his finger trace through my crack. "Thank you for today Tim, it was really great to meet you". Chad leaned in close to my ear and whispered, "I loved fucking your ass boy giving you my poz seed, fuck you are hot. Really, if you need to talk about anything, please email me. I left my email on the counter under the coffee mug". I hugged me tighter, squeezed my ass cheek. He backed up and said, "we hope to see both of you next weekend for game night.". I looked down and he was semi hard again. I looked up and said "can't wait." After Chad and Bruce left, it was just Steve and I. We started the long task of cleaning up and by the time we were finished we were both so tired that it was lights out and quick to sleep. I woke up to my man fully hard and ready to go. I rode Steve while whispering about all that had taken place the night before. It was so sexy and lust driven. Steve took his time to really fuck me full and hard before cumming in me again. Game Night The week was long, with both work and day dreaming of 'game night' with Chad and Bruce. Steve and I talked each night on the phone, reminiscing of the past weekend and talking about the upcoming weekend at our friends' house. I had also emailed Chad a few times throughout the week and ended up chatting with him on the phone. I was very curious as to his thoughts on poz/neg sex and his conversion. Chad was more than willing to share some of his experiences, and how he became poz. He mentioned he had pozzed Bruce after they met, as their connection was so intense and it was what Bruce wanted, to be 'connected' to Chad. So, this eventually led to our encounter the other night at Steve's house, and how they and Steve and wanted it to happen. I asked why, and Chad said that Steve mentioned the sex we had, and how I felt about it, Steve said he thought I would love to have two other poz men in me. Well, Steve was right, and I told Chad it was amazing! Chad finally said that he hoped it happened again sometime as he had thought about it often this week. The plan was for me to go to Steve's first Saturday, of course packing an overnight bag, and then we would go on to Chad and Bruce's house for game night. Steve was waiting for me, dressed in cargo shorts, tee, and flip flops. I was pretty much the same. I had cleaned out, chosen my black jock, and then shorts over that It felt good to have my cock covered, but loved the free feeling of my ass under my shorts. We headed out in Steve's truck. For most of the trip we made small talk, but all the while I had the chance to stroke Steve's big cock under his shorts. I could feel the big metal cock ring he was wearing and couldn't wait to see it up close! We arrived at the house, and I was impressed with the immaculate landscaping and overall appearance of the house. There were a few cars out front, which hopefully meant a closer, more intimate group. Bruce opened the door for us and invited us in. I knew the hosts, obviously, and Bill was there from last weekend. The only other person there was a more twink type of guy, his name was Ben, effeminate with a tight set of pink shorts on, framing his ass for all to see. We shook hands, well actually then hugged. I said hello to Bill and he offered to hug. I could tell Bill enjoyed our hug as when we separated he was showing his outline in his shorts. After partaking in small talk and some drinks, we were invited into the game area, which seemed to be a family room setting with a game table. The interesting part was that the television in the room was playing porn without the sound. Seemed to be pure bareback porn in different settings. Ok, hard to peel myself away from that, but I chose a seat at the table, with Bill and Steve on either side of me. We started with an easy game of Two Truths and a Lie, and since most of these topics were pretty close together, the 'lies' were much harder! We had a lot of fun. Next we played 'Never Have I Ever', which got to some pretty fun things and we learned a lot about each other. One of the statements was 'I have never knowingly taken a poz load anally'. Everyone at the table dropped a finger then, and I immediately felt Bill turn to me and smile. Then I felt his hand on my leg rubbing my bare thighs. Then he took my hand and led it to his lap and placed it on his rock hard cock, through his thin shorts it was like nothing was there. Bill moaned quietly as I stroked his cock, while while not huge was leaking like a faucet. That round was over and Chad asked if anyone wanted a refill, we all said yes. Steve got up and said he was going to help Chad, and kissed me. My hand was still on Bill's cock, but he didn't seem to mind. Bruce and Ben got up to watch the porn, which left Bill and I sitting at the table. "Tim, I didn't know you and Steve have fucked raw, I thought you two will still playing safe", Bill said. "Lucky fucker". "yes Bill, we had been friends for a long time, no sex, and then it happened. At first I was like 'what the fuck', but I can't get enough now". "damn, very hot Tim, thank you for sharing. Do you mind if I take off my shorts?" Bill asked. I looked over at Bruce and Ben. Ben's pink shorts were gone and Bruce was roughly rubbing Ben's exposed ass. I turned back to Bill, "apparently that is a think, please do". Bill stood up and unzipped his shorts, letting them fall. Bill's cock was hard as a rock, about six inches, big balls, cock ring, and like I mentioned before, leaking like a faucet. And there was that scorpion tatoo I saw last weekend, as bold as it could be. I touched and rubbed my fingers over it before Bill sat back down, "I apologize for my mess, but I leak like crazy when turned on". I immediately put my hand back on Bill's hard cock and stroked it using his precum for lube. "No worries at all Bill, I fucking love precum". "Well Tim, I hope one day Steve shares you with some others" Bill said. "Oh, he already has" said Chad from the doorway, while holding our drinks. I turned my head and removed my wet hand from Bill's crotch. "hey now, no cumming and telling sir", I said with a smile. Bill said, "well no fair Steve, where have I been and here I thought we were buddies". Everyone laughed. Bruce and Ben were now naked and came back over to the table. Ben's ass had hand marks all over it and Bruce's cock was not fully hard, but definitely not semi hard. "I guess we should all just undress now and skip the next game", Chad said as he set the drinks down and pulled off his shorts and tee. I just stared at that big cock that I remembered. But immediately to my left was my man, and his cock was getting hard as he rubbed Ben's red ass. "Tim, do you have a sec to help me with the other drinks?". Chad asked me, nodding his head towards the kitchen. "of course", I got up, shrugged off my clothes, pointing my ass towards Bill while taking off my shorts. I felt a soft touch on my smooth balls from Bill. I moved to the side of Steve and gripped his cock, squeezed out a drop of precum, scooped the liquid with my finger and rubbed it through Ben's crack. I wanted to let Steve know I was as open as he was and wanted my man to enjoy himself. I moved on into the kitchen where Chad stood with a drink in his hand. "Thanks Tim. I wanted to let you know the scene tonight in case you thought something else was going on." Chad's hand went to his hardening cock and slowly played with his meat. "Ben is our new bottom boy. We have played a few times with him, he is still neg but he wants to change that. So, we are having game night where I hope we can have help giving Ben what he wants." "Ben wants to be poz?". I asked quietly. "oh yes, he contacted us a few months ago and after a lot of thoughtful conversations, before sex, we are sure that is his intention" Chad let go of his cock as he was fully hard now. I asked him, "then should I be here? I mean I don't mind Steve helping seed Ben, that is hot, but I am unknown status and prefer to be fucked." Chad laughed, placed his hand on my chest, and said "Ah Tim you are great, but the answer is yes...we all wanted you here. You are part of Steve now, and he thought maybe you might enjoy just watching us load Ben up." I guess he could see the softness of my face, that 'ahhh' feeling, because he leaned in and kissed me and said, "you are too sweet baby boy". Chad's cock touched my hip and slipped right passed with his precum sticking to me. I immediately reached for his cock and squeezed hard. I remembered Chad's girth and heat right away. "fuck Tim, I have to save this load for Ben, but soon I hope...if you want." "I do Chad, I do want you to fuck me again, bad, but I realize Ben needs that cum" "Thank you Tim, and I really can't wait to do that again". Chad let go of my arm, grabbed his drink and another and nodded for me to follow. What I saw when I went back into the game room was amazing. Ben was on his back on the table, head turned to the side. Bruce was slowly fucking Ben as Steve fed him that gorgeous cock. I don't know how I didn't hear that, but it was a very nice surprise. Chad set the drinks down and went over to Bruce to see the action. Chad's cock was still hard and seemed to be getting harder as he held Bruce and encouraged him to breed their new boy. Bruce increased his pace of fucking while picking up the sexy talk. "You want my cum boy? Do you want daddy's poz seed deep in you?" Bruce would ask. Ben pulled his mouth off Steve's wet cock and said "yes please sir, give me your hot cum, breed me deep". Bruce was fucking hard now, you could hear the wetness from Bruce's precum and his balls were slapping against Ben's ass. Chad encouraged his man even more, "fuck him deep baby, give him your poz seed. I want to use your big load for lube baby. make him our boy". That is all the encouragement Bruce needed. Bruce slid in deep and yelled "take it boy". I could almost see the pumping of cum into Ben's ass by that gorgeous big cock. With one hand on Steve's wet dick Ben was moaning so loud, "knock me up" he kept repeating! This scene was so fucking hot, I was rock hard and hadn't noticed Bill standing next to me stroking his leaking cock while rubbing my ass with his other hand. I noticed now of course. Finally Bruce slowly slid out of Ben, letting the last beads of his love fall to the table underneath Ben's ass. As soon as Bruce moved aside, Chad lined his hard cock and slid into Ben, the scene was so hot. While Ben continued sucking Steve's cock, Chad was plowing their boy with long strokes. I could see poor Ben's cock twitching and leaking like crazy. Without taking my eyes off the action I reached out and gripped Bill's hard cock and started stroking it for him. Bill removed his hand from my ass and took a finger to the end of his cock....wiping up all the precum he could, then that hand found my ass again, but this time that wet finger went right to my hole and it entered me. It felt so good....to be fingered by Bill while watching Bruce prepare to give Ben his second load of the night. Bill slowly moved behind me and I let my wet hand find his hip. Bill pushed his hard leaking cock down to rest in my crack then place his hands on my hips. Bill leaned in "that is so fucking hot, right? I love watching them fuck their new boy. I heard their boy is still neg..mmmmm...I would love to do that with a boy. I was basically pushing back against Bill's cock, sliding on his wetness. "tell me if I make you too wet Tim, I can stop". Bill said. "please, please don't stop Bill. I love your cock resting there and yes I am soaked now, but love it." Bill's precum was actually dripping off of my balls I was so wet! Chad continued fucking Ben with long strokes, talking dirty the whole time. Ben couldn't keep his mouth closed, with all of his panting and moaning, so Steve stepped over to me, with Bill behind me. I reached out and slowly stroked Steve's big cock, wet from Ben's mouth. I knew Steve was ready to fuck this boy and breed him with his hot seed. Chad picked up his pace, Ben's legs were over Chad's shoulders. "you want my cum baby boy?". Chad asked. I know I did and would so no surprise when Ben said "yes daddy, breed your boy with your poz cum". That set Chad off and soon he shoved deep into Ben and unloaded in him, letting his fat cock rest in his boy as the semen flowed deep into Ben. As soon as Chad pulled out..leaving Ben oozing precum and dripping his new load, my man kissed me and said "my turn" and waked off to take Chad's place between Ben's legs, but before he walked off, Steve looked at Bill and said "please enjoy". That was all the invitation Bill needed. I felt his hands leave my hip and he must have grabbed his cock because I know felt that familiar pressure on my ass ring. As much lube as Bill had oozed into my crack, I know it would take a little nudge to bend over and his cock would pop in me. That is exactly what happened. I felt Bill enter me...and then his hands were back on my hips. while he slowly penetrated me further, I placed my hand behind me on his hip pulling him into me. Once he was fully in me...he leaned in and whispered "I hope you like cum in you Tim, because I have a huge load for you, but first I am going to slowly fuck you while we watch Ben take another cock and load". My cock was now harder and leaking precum, which usually happens when I get fucked. Bill had a way about him and the way he fucked. His cock wasn't as large as some of the other men here, which have fucked me, but his constant grinding and leaking so incredible to feel. Soon Bill's hands were running my up chest to my nipples, slightly pinching them...it seemed I oozed with each pinch. Bill and I continued watching Steve fuck Ben, I know Steve wanted to make it last. Steve kept telling Ben how wet his pussy was, very fucking hot! without warning Bill pulled his cock all the way from me and whispered, "follow me to the guest room, I want you on your back". Bill turned and took my hand, leading me through the house to the guest room. When we were in the room, Bill started kissing me, reaching behind me and filling up my ass and fingering my ass. "Get on the bed baby" and he gently guided me to the bed, on my back. I scooted back and spread my legs for him. Bill followed me on the bed...got in between my legs, lifted my legs over his should, and eased his still rock hard cock into me...all the way. "fuck yes boy, now I can really fuck you good", Bill said. "fuck me Bill, please fuck me good...I want you and your cum in me!" I responded. "oh you are going to get all I have Tim. I have been thinking about fucking you and breeding you since we met." Bill said as he started fucking me with longer strokes and more intensity. Bill was a hot fucker, sometimes stroking my now hard cock or kissing my legs..or puling his cock out all the way for me to see it leaking before shoving it back in me. I loved it when Bill pulled out and showed me his leaking cock...fuck it is so hot! "I fucking love your tattoo Bill and want you to breed me with your poz babies". That is all Bill needed to hear. "fuck yes boy, take my cock...I am going to knock you up for sure". He was now slamming his hard cock into my cunt...and I know I would seen get what I was promised, his huge load! Bill was sweating, which I find sexy. I put my hand around his bare cock going in and out of me and touched his tattoo....then I heard him "take it boy" and he sank deep to unload in me. This was by far the most I have ever felt a man cum in me, his cock pulsing and I know I felt his cum splashing inside of me. It was insane!!! My cock just start shooting my cum, I couldn't control it! After about 5 minutes of heavy breathing and shuddering, Bill finally slipped from my soaking ass and looked at his work. "Damn Tim, you are a mess....but it is so sexy. do you want to clean up or leave it?". Bill asked, with kindness. "I will go into the bathroom and clean up a little, thank you sir." I started to get up and when I was standing knew I had to cup my ass with my hand to catch Bill's load. I bent over and kissed Bill again, "thank you sir". I sat on the toilet and pushed some of Bills cum out of me, just too much to walk around with. I wiped good with a wet wipe and then washed my hands. When I opened the door Chad was in the hall waiting for me. His cock was semi hard as he lightly played with it. "did you have fun with Bill? He is great, and I hear he cums a lot" Chad asked. "mmm...yes, I had a great time with Bill. and yes, I can confirm, he cums a lot!!!" we both laughed. Chad added, "Steve just got done breeding Ben. We are all out on the patio relaxing if you care to join. I had to pee quick, but realized you were in the bathroom." "ah, great yes I will head out there now". I said as I moved in front of Chad to pass him in the hall. I stopped in front of Chad, reached down and held his cock in my hand. leaning in to Chad, I kissed him and said "fuck me please". Chad's cock started to get hard in my hand. I was stroking him fully hard now, and kissing him wet and lusty. "tell me you want it Tim". "please fuck me with your big cock Chad, please". Chad quickly spun me around..pushed me into the wall, and placed his hot hard cockhead against my used wet ass. "take all of it boy" and Chad slid into me, not letting me adjust, just burying him in me. I tried to rise a little on my toes to slow down the assault, but Chad held my shoulders down roughly and told me to get on his cock. we were panting hard in the hallway, Chad slamming his cock into me. All at once he pulled all the way out and said, "suck my cock clean boy". I turned and dropped to my knees. I took that massive cock in my mouth and cleaned off his precum, my ass juices, and Bill's cum. I looked up at Chad, "don't you want to cum in me Chad?". "oh yes, and I will, just not yet". now get outside to your man. I will get you soon enough baby boy. "yes sir" I said as I got up. before leaving, Chad kissed me hard again. He ended our kiss, I turned to go and Chad smacked me good on the ass. Well, that was going to leave a mark, but I loved it. When I joined everyone on the patio, the top men were all there, but Ben wasn't anywhere. I went and stood next to Steve, who was sitting with all the other men. Steve's hand went to my ass immediately...rubbing my cheeks and letting his fingers run through my crack, no hiding my dampness that way. ha. I asked, "what happened to Ben?". "once he was full, he wanted to head out. I guess he got what he wanted from this night", Bruce said smiling. Steve looked up at me, kind of pulling me down to sit on his lap, "why don't you sit on my lap babe". He didn't haven't to beg, I was sitting on his lap in no time, everyone still naked from before. Steve said, "Bill said you kept him busy while we had fun with Ben, is that right?" I looked at Bill really quick. Bill said, "oh yeah, Tim was very gracious with his time, and ass Steve. You better not let that one go, I know he was full when we last parted and I passed Chad in the hallway." he said laughing. "No wonder you are so wet boy, Bill cums a lot". Steve said. I could feel him starting to grow under my ass so I said back a little so his big cock could go between my legs. "did you like that? so much cum?". Now I was getting hard. "mmmm...yes baby, I did." I told Steve. Steve pulled my legs up on the table...leaned me back so my ass was exposed, and laid his thick hard cock next to my balls. "well, lets show everyone how wet baby". Steve rubbed his wet cock head around my hole, and slowly started to enter me! Right there in front of everyone, ass open and my lover's cock sliding in. Steve was holding my legs up and wide, sliding in and out of me, showing the entire table our love making. My head was back and I was moaning out loud, never noticing Chad's return to the group. When I opened my eyes, Chad was standing next to me, cock hard and stroking, it seems automatic to turn my head and open my mouth for him. The taste of his salty precum was so good, and the size of his cock definitely filled my mouth. I moaned on Chad's cock as Steve encouraged me, "suck that cock baby boy, get him nice and wet to fuck you". I moaned again and Steve's pace quickened. "I need to seed your pussy again boy, as soon as your man is done I am going to fuck you full again", Chad said. Steve added, "yes baby, he is going to use my load as his lube because I am going to cum". With that Steve shoved in as deep as he could in this position and shot his load into me, I felt him pulsing around my ass ring, tight on his thick cock. Chad's cock popped out of my mouth as he took in the scene. I yelled, "yes baby, cum in me again. give me your load daddy". Steve remained in me until he softened and popped out, cum oozing from me. "Thank you baby boy", Steve said. Chad grabbed my hard cock once and told me to get on the table, "I want to fuck you in front of everyone and let them see me breed you". I got up and Steve helped me onto the table, on my back. my legs were spread and my ass ready for Chad's assault, and an assault it was. Chad was rock hard, lining up his cock, just putting the tip in he said, "take my cock you slut", and slid his entire length in one stroke. I gasped out loud, and tried to hold his thighs back, to ease his entry. I wanted him to slow down, but my cock thought differently as I oozed with every new thrust from Chad. "take my big cock boy, your ring is so tight on me. I need to seed you again, bad", Chad said. The others around the table were encouraging him with short comments; "breed that boy", "knock him up Chad", or "give your poz seed". All were welcomed by Chad as he continued fucking my ass hard and fast. Even though my ass was starting to feel the burn of his fast fucking, the feeling so was incredible I knew we both were going to cum soon. "Do you want my load Tim? do you want my poz babies in you forever?". Chad asked. "fuck yes sir, knock me up, PLEASE" I yelled. "please cum deep in me...give me all of your cum". That was the final straw, Chad fucked me even faster and harder, "take my cum boy...I...am...cumming". Chad shoved deep in me and held his cock deep. my cock then exploded another load from my balls all over my pubes and stomach. After starting to slowly slide in and out...slowing down, Chad leaned down on to my body. "thank you Tim, you are incredible". I was so fulfilled and happy, knowing my man was there and encouraging his sexy friend to fuck me full of poz cum! Steve then bent down to kiss me, "welcome to our club, son".

i am going to have to follow this. the story is getting hotter.

Well guys I hope you enjoy this.... How it happened - part 2 “Not bad, for round one,” he chuckled pulling out of me with a wet pop. I lay on the couch panting hard, as I felt some of his semen began to leak out of me. I had not yet climaxed, but precum from my dick coated my stomach and chest. I couldn’t help but grin at the man who had just bred me for the first time in my life. “You look so fuck’n hot babe,” he smirked at me. “Nothing hotter than a sexy fucking twink freshly bred and waiting to be bred again and again,” he smiled at me taking a couple of pictures with his smartphone. “I think you’re going to be very popular,” he chuckled at me, when he saw me slip my hand down between my legs and start to play with my cum-covered hole. “Time for some more fuck smoke, wish you could meet my friend Mr. T, but we’ll save that for next time when I know you are going to be stay a whole weekend,” he smirked at me. I hesitantly asked, “You want to see me again,” I needed that big cock back inside me the worst way. I seriously don’t know what I would have done if he hadn’t wanted to fuck, I mean see me again. I should have been concerned, I had just taken my first raw cock and load, but instead of jumping up to expel his jizz, I pulled my gaping hole wide open to show him. I wanted him back inside me NOW, and this was the best way I could think of asking him to pump another load deep inside my ass. “Oh, don’t worry babe, I’ve got plenty more for your hot lil’ boy pussy,” he smirked slipping two thick fingers inside, just long enough to start me moaning and humping back against his hand. “We’re going fuck for a long-time boy,” he chuckled pulling out his fingers and sucking them clean. “It’s fuck smoke break time, then back to using my cumdump’s boy pussy. You’re my lil’ cumslut fuck toy boy aren’t you babe?” All I could do was smile and nod back to the sweat-covered man who had just introduced me to the pleasures of raw cock. There wasn’t anything about him I didn’t like. He handed me the glass pipe again, as well as the lighter. I flicked the lighter and began to inhale, as I rocked the pipe slowly. I started to hand the pipe back to him, but he shook his head no and told me to finish the rock, while he went to the bedroom to do something. I forgot he was even gone, while I smoked the white rock. By the time he returned I had finished the rock. I never wanted fucked as much as I did at that moment. I NEEDED him inside me now, even more than the first time he sunk his beautiful 8-plus inch cock inside me. “Oh, ya boy, you’re tweaked out of you fuckin’ mind now,” he laughed stroking his hard cock. A thick black ring now encased the base of his cock, while another even thicker one encircled his ball-sack above his balls. His cock looked like a truly potent weapon now and I wanted it inside me in the worse way. He grabbed me by the cock and led me up a couple of steps into his bedroom. There were two camcorders on tripods pointed at the king-sized four-posted bed, one pointing down from the head of the bed, and the other aimed from a bottom corner of the bed. I was puzzled to see only a black plastic sheet on the bed, with several pillows also covered with black plastic. In an alcove, there was a leather swing-like device. “Up bitch, and assume the position,’ he commanded me, slapping the bed with his hand. I normally would have turned and grabbed my clothes and left, if anyone before had ever thought to speak to me like that, but I found myself hopping up on his bed and positioned my ass towards him. All I could think of was his incredible cock fucking me again. I wanted him to fill me with another load of his jizz. I knew intellectually I shouldn’t, but the feel of his raw cock fucking and then exploding deep inside me was the most incredible sex I’d ever had in my life. I NEEDED him to do it again and again and again. I couldn’t believe how horny I was for his dick and jizz. “You’re a good lil’ cumslut boy, aren’t you?” he chuckled turning me slightly so my coming fuck would be captured for posterity. “You’re going to show everyone what a good lil’ bitch slut you are, right babe?” He asked me right before slapping my ass hard, and making me moan in pleasure, as he climbed up on the bed. He spent the next several minutes teasing my hole with his amazing cock, but never pushed all the way back in. Only just far enough to let me know how much my ass missed him inside me. I was begging before the first minute even passed. I begged and promised to do anything, so long as he fucked me again. He encouraged me to talk dirty and nasty, while begging for his dick. He teased me asking if I would let him knock my ass up again if he fucked me. I was so desperate for his cock, I promised he could always knock up my boy cunt anytime he fucked me. I would never have him wrap up when he wanted inside my boy pussy. At this point I would have promised anything to get him to fuck me again. I’d never in my life imagined being this horny. Once my promises had been secured he slammed in balls deep in a single thrust. I moaned loudly, as my eyes rolled back in pleasure. He began to long dick me repeatedly, more often, than not pulling completely out before ramming back in so hard our balls smacked together loudly. Sweat poured from both of us, as he used me all over the bed. We did every imageable position possible. Many I had only seen in hardcore, slutty sex. Honestly, I don’t think I could even remember the total number of times I jizzed. I think maybe four times, I know he came at least five times total, before I finally could not fuck anymore. He pulled a sheet over me, but not both taking a bunch of pictures and used one of the camcorders to do a close-up of my heaving, sweat-drenched, cum-covered body and my gaping, leaking cum-filled hole. “You look so fuckin’ hot babe,” he smiled leaning down to kiss me passionately. “Get some rest, I have a few things to do before I join you there for a rest,” he smiled at me. As he walked away from the bed and back down the stairs to the living room I heard “Welcome to the Jungle” start playing, followed by him answering his cell phone as I started to doze off. “HEY! I take it you liked round one’s live stream,” he chuckled. I wanted to hear more of his conversation since it seemed to be about me, but I was too exhausted. I did hear him continue talking as I slipped into sand land. “Oh, fuck ya, he is, wait ‘til you see the vid after I have it edited for the site. He’s a natural, plus he promised to take on all of my friends raw, if I promised to keep knocking his ass up,” he laughed, loudly. “Nah, he not local, he’s a fresh piece of Hopkins ass.” When I woke up, I found myself still horny, but still tired from all the sex. It then hit me everything I had done the night before. I had gone home with a guy I barely knew and let him fuck me raw. In fact, I had begged him to fuck me and give me his loads. What had I done? I had seriously fucked up bigtime. I would make sure I never let that happen again. I couldn’t let myself be so careless. Suddenly I felt strong arms pulling me close to a warm, naked body. “Afternoon babe,” a familiar voice whispered in my ear as I felt a hard, thick cock make contact with my still slightly sore hole. Before I could say anything, he pushed steadily forward burying his raw cock back inside me. My body shuddered as it accepted readily the thick, hard cock sliding inside my still cum-slicked hole. I couldn’t help myself as I began to massage his incredible cock with my muscles. I helped his entry by pushing back to take even more of the cock, which had taught me the joys of bareback sex. No matter how wrong it was I couldn’t deprive myself or him of the pleasures we enjoyed. “Fuck your ass feels so good on my cock,” he purred into my ear. My only response was to moan and grind against his smooth groin. “Yeah, you missed this didn’t you?” He asked me as he began to long-dick me. “Yes,” I moaned softly, not believing I was letting him fuck me bareback yet again. He just felt so good inside me, I wanted him to just keep fucking me. “Yeah, I knew the first time I saw you on the dancefloor you were a nasty lil’ cumslut,” he whispered in my ear as he licked it, making moan and squirm. “We’re going to have so much fun together, babe,” he hissed in my ear, rabbit fucking me hard. “I’m going to teach and show you so much my lil’ cumslut boy,” he said rolling me on to my hands and knees and continued his assault on my ass. He grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled my face up, “Look! How hot you look getting fucked, you were meant to be used like this babe,” he grunted to me as I looked at myself in the mirror above the headboard. I did look hot, though I seriously looked like a slut as he continued to long dick me. He knew how to dominate me and turn me on like no one else I’d ever been with. I was indeed his to use as he wanted for as long as he wanted. I was so conflicted about what was happening to me, but my hidden kinky, slutty side seamed totally in control. I wanted his load inside me. “Br…bre…breed me,” I finally panted out, knowing how wrong it was, but knowing how good it felt. I wanted to feel his big, thick cock pulse inside me again. I would deal with the consequences later, now I just needed his jizz and badly. He smiled toothily at me in the mirror, as he smacked my ass and began long-dicking me completely pulling all the way out before slam back in hard. His sweat-drenched balls smacked hard against my own, which just made the sex even better if that was possible. I was ready to climax again as he thrust back in hitting my prostrate. I saw stars as I fired my load on the black plastic sheet beneath me. “FUCK! SHIT! YES!” he shouted as he thrust inside one last time and flooded my insides. I could feel his load begin to leak out my hole as he slowly withdrew, before slamming back in. He repeated this several times, which in turn made me leak more cum out of my own semi-hard penis. He finally pulled out and drove his mouth into my freshly fucked my ass. I couldn’t take it anymore and collapsed on my freshly shot load. All I could do was moan and take his incredible rimming. When he finally seemed satisfied, he forcefully flipped me over and moved up to kiss me. As I opened my mouth he opened his and released the loads he had eaten out of me into my mouth. Before I could do anything about it he grabbed my head with his hands, beginning passionately kissing me sharing his jizz with me until after what seemed an eternity I had eaten and swallowed everything he had fucked into me over the night. “Well babe,” he said smiling down at me, “I guess we better get you cleaned up so you can get a little rest before classes in the morning. I hope you didn’t have any unfinished homework,” he chuckled. “What time is it?” I asked not knowing how long we’d been at this. “It’s about eight Sunday night,” he chuckled. We’ve had a lot of fun all day.” “WHAT! It’s that late, shit my friends will be wondering what happened,” I said sitting up with a panicked look. “Shhhh…Babe it’s okay, you can catch a bus back to school a couple blocks from here and will be back in no time.” He smiled reassuringly at me. Hop in the shower and get cleaned up,” he said ushering me into the bedroom behind his bedroom. “I’d join you in the shower, but then you might not get home ‘til Wednesday,” he smirked giving me a kiss. I climbed in the hot shower and enjoyed the feel of the water pounding against me. I don’t know how long I was in there, but I felt completely refreshed though still tired after my experiences of sex with this man I still didn’t know his name. I had spent almost a complete day with this guy and still didn’t know his name. The black plastic sheet was no longer on the bed, instead a blood red set of sheets were exposed. My clothes lay on the bed, and I could hear him down in the living room/ kitchen area doing something. I realized as I dressed my underwear was missing. I got dressed anyway, because I really did need to get back to Hopkins. I walked down the steps to the living area to get my shoes, he was coming out of the kitchen area with a bottle of Gatorade. I couldn’t believe how sex he looked standing there in skin-tight black jeans, and nothing else but a slouchie beanie. He shot me a big grin. “There’s my babe,” he said pulling me into a tight hug and then a kiss. I couldn’t help but smile back at him. “Hey, did you see my underwear down here somewhere?” I asked looking around. He laughed, “Yeah I kept it as a souvenir of our first date, besides I like my boys to freeball,” he smiled back at me. “You want to see me again?” I asked suddenly excited someone wanted to date me. “Fuck ya babe, I want to see a whole lot more of you,” he said leaning down and kissing me hard, as he gripped my ass. “I have so much I want to experience with you,” he whispered into my ear. I boned up instantly in his arms, and I could tell he was boned as well. I was excited at the thought of finally having a boyfriend, and a sexy one at that. “It’s finally gotten colder, and I know you weren’t wearing a coat, so you can borrow one of mine until you come down this coming Friday. I’m having a small get together with some close friends and I’d love you to meet them. Bring whatever you need for the weekend and you can go back Sunday. How does that sound?” He said opening a closet door and pulling out an expensive looking black leather jacket with a gold embroidered scorpion on the upper left side. “You can wear this and bring it back on Friday,” he said with a smirk. “Thanks,” I started to say, but stopped and looked sheepishly at him. “I’m sorry I forgot your name,” I said softly, waiting for his reaction. He didn’t get angry, but rather started laughing. “You didn’t forget it,” he said grinning. “You were too horny to even care, which made things more fun,” pulling me into another kiss. “I’m Michael,” he paused briefly looking at me before leaning done to my ear and whispering, “And you’re Ian, my lil’ cumslut boy.” He opened the door and unlocked the door grate to let me leave. It certainly way colder than it had been the night before. I was glad Michael had loaned me his jacket. I couldn’t wait to see him again. My new boyfriend, as I walked towards the bus stop to take me back to Hopkins. I was on cloud nine.

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 ………

Hi, so this just happened to me. I’m in Vegas for vacation. First time and really exploring everything/everywhere. im on Grindr and sniffies, just trying to connect with someone to explore places, drinks etc. looking for company basically. So many flakes and ghosting - frustrating. Suddenly yesterday, I get a message from a top on sniffies, he asks if I’m looking and a sick pic (first pic below). Profile says hung, fit, masculine, no age. and it’s nice and big (fyi I’m not a size queen at all). I send my pics, ask if he hosts (I can’t bc I’m with friends) he’s down. Im bored and based on the profile and pic, it won’t be too bad. (I always share my face pic, and always ask for a face pic. I want to see who it is - not into anon).Asks if I want to get bred and tag teamed ( I love threesomes) then asks “Suck me ass up as I get u hung anon dump n go losds. Keep them coming ” to which I surprisingly said yes!! 👀 I just went with it, didn’t expect much but then he pinned my conversation. Said he’d be ready in an hour. Okay whatever… I’m not prepped, I wash up but don’t have anything to douche well. He messages and insists I go over, I tell him it might not be best to get fucked. He insists and says it’ll be okay. I decided to walk over and see how it goes. im there heading up and he says to push the door open when I get there, the top is there. I have no pics except his cock pic below. I go in, two guys on the bed, stroking. One is completely naked. I immediately go in to suck him (I thought it was him - turned out it was the other one I was messaging) anyway, the top has a big cock , 8.5. I’m sucking him, deepthroat ring and is enjoying it. The sniffies guy then directs me to undress. I make out with the top but sniffies guy makes me suck him. Top gets behind me and starts putting it in. I’m happy I have lube!! I’m scared bc I’m not cleaned out completely, haven’t fucked in weeks and it’s huge! But he’s sexy so I go with it. I’m surprised I was able to take it well, not much pain. And nice guy, kissed me and held me as I got spit roasted. Finally dumps his load and leaves - 1st of the night. okay, cool. I asses the damage if any. Not bad, I clean and sniffies guy props the door for another top. He’s on Grindr getting guys to come over. He picks them. I didn’t really get to see who. Next guy is an older guy. Not my type - wouldn’t msg him. Top fucks as I suck sniffies guy and dumps his load - 2nd load in. Okay, I’m there thinking - what am I doing. I try to convince the guy that I think I’m done but he insists I stay for one more. Fine I say. Third guy is over - young guy, Latino, goth looking a bit. Hung. Every time a top was coming to the room, door was propped open and I would be sucking the guys cock and too would come in, undress and start fucking me. The third guy was sensual (which I usually like - kissing a lot) so there was some of that. As I’m getting spit roasted, the top announces he’s going to cum and the guy tells him to breed me. As he breeds me, the guy cums in my mouth. It turns him on to see a top breed me. So that’s load 3 and 4. I’m surprised I did this. I’ve never done anything like that at all. In between tops/fucks, the guy and I would make out. He would call me his cumdump and wanted to get me filled. Really nice guy, I enjoyed talking after. And asked if I would be down to do it again. I say maybe I can. so all day, im trying to find someone to meet - at some point it’s whatever im annoyed so I stop. Late afternoon and I open it, the guy is wanting to do it again and to get ready. I make it known I don’t have my douche to clean out and I don’t think I can bottom tonight. He wants me over. I say agree. Would be nice to suck him off again. As I get there, he is looking for tops. Short story - I ended up with 4 loads (3 tops and the guys load swallowed). The last two tops came together. Took turns. One of them was very hot! And the cock was 9 and thick. I struggled but got it in. Glad I had some Maximum Impact spray with me. Took a hit, and told him to pound me. Sucked him off a bit. What turned me on was that he would eat my ass every now and then. Sexy fucker!! i honestly didn’t expect to do this. I read about couples doing this: one whoring out the other. It’s fucking hot!! So basically I got whored out 2 nights. Got fucked by 6 tops, 6 loads up the ass and swallowed 2 loads from the new friend who I now have on snap and wants to do it again. If I do, I’m gonna come better prepared. I’m always iffy about cleaning out and subconscious about it. I don’t like to cause a mess. anyway, I’m processing the events. I feel like a slut. Having the tops touch me as they fuck me and breeding me. It was hot in the moment. i need to go check myself when I get back though

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.

I wanted to push my limits as a boy and try more kinky stuff, so i met a daddy online with loads of chems and a play room to push my limits. He was late 50s tall with a 9 inch cock, we start talking and arrange a meet, i knock his door really nervous i step inside and daddy grabs me and pins me down then slams me with a 1g needle of t, im instantly rushing tingling all over, he drags me to his playroom shuts the door then forcefully strips me naked then makes me snort 3 huge lines of c, then pulls his cock out and facefucks me till its hard. His cock is huge and so hard he pulls out my mouth then ties me up and says. " im gonna fuck ur hole now boy " " im a virgin your cocks to big i mumble" he laugh and pulls out another. 1g needle of t then injects it straight into my hole, im so high and helpless i can barely move, daddy gets on top of me and lines his cock up against my hole and says " boy im poz im gonna fill u withh my toxic load and make u my slave" Dontf i mumble please dont. He rams his cock deep inside me and starts thrusting me hard im moaning so loud he keeps fucking me harder and deeper, he keeps going presses his face against mine " boy im gonna abuse u take my toxic load " then shoots his load deep and floods my hole he pulls his cock out and watchs my hole drip his poz load. " good boy ur daddies boy now how are the chems " " i slurr there good im so high " Part 1

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So happy to have you back and continuing this!

hard to say but a few candidates are in class, on the floor, beside a bed his older sister was sleeping in, ballsdeep in another guys sister while he fucked me, in a hospice by several of the patients, and a couple guys who literally fucked me IN a trash dumpster, filled with dirty stinky trash in an alley downtown.

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?

I had a similar experience. This guy was 11" and thick. He pounded me for 30 minutes until he shot in me balls deep. Definitely a BBC. I took every bit of it as he told me how good my hole felt. Met up with him a few times.

This was a few years ago, hope you enjoy. I was chatting with a really hot guy on Grindr, muscular, hairy, with a big hung dick and an ass I hoped he'd give up and we were talking about meeting at the local nudist beach. I thought about it and I decided to go for two reasons: meet him in person and fuck on the beach. Such a turn on. It's a big beach, a good 7 kilometers away from the town, back then there were no beach bars and umbrellas, so there was more sex going on at the gay side and that was what I craved. I'm walking towards a beach umbrella and then I look at the sea and this Greek Poseidon comes out, even hotter than his photos, tanned and naked and fucking hot and all I can do is gape. We got into the talking, all random shit, but hell all I wanted to do was suck the monster and after a few minutes, I was granted that wish. "I see you staring, come get it" he said and I couldn't be happier, my own 19cm dick in full mast. I sucked his cock all the way down to his balls, it was salty as fuck from his swim. He was moaning and I knew I was doing a great job. "You'll make me cum..." he told me between moaning so I slowed down and then the surprise - he showed off his asshole for me to rim! I gladly dove into that delicious hole and I could swear his moaning got louder. After what felt like an hour of rimming his ass in all fours, I got closer to his ear and whispered: "do you want this big dick in your tight hole ?" "yeah, but we don't have any condoms." Fuck that C word. "Then I guess I have no choice but to breed your ass" I whispered, then rubbed my raw dick on his hole, my mind gone crazy by the hot hunk I was about to plant my seed into. "Say you want this cock raw up that ass!" my voice went a bit louder. "Fuck, dude, you're making me feel like a slut. Stick that dick in me." "Raw?" "Fucking raw." No reassurance needed. I pushed in his sweet pucker, slow at first while his moaning was a mix of pleasure and pain and then he reached behind my ass to push me even further! So much for the condoms I thought. I started slamming deeper into him, enjoying the warm hole wrapped around my fuckstick while holding his sides. Fuck I never wanted to cum. "FUCK ME" as I was going to town behind him. After trying to hold on to dear life not to explode in him, I turned him around so I could fuck and kiss (my absolute favourite). His hole was already gaping a bit, however I applied a generous amount of saliva on his hole and on my hole and reentered. There was a sharp intake of breath and then moaning once again. He was looking at me like I was his first love. First lust more like. I reached my lips into his and then started hammering away, deeper and faster. He went fucking nuts, moaning in my mouth (another turn on). He tried to slow my pace but i was holding him down and kept fucking him hard and then it happened; I felt a wet sensation between our bellies, which I thought was cum, because I must have reached his prostate but nope - dude pissed himself. It was weird, but the thought of dominating this hunk of a man made me explode in him! "FUUUUUCK" I yelled while slamming my cock deeper "Keep going I'm close too" I couldn't say no, so his hole endured some more abuse. "Fucking... Aaah. Keep..fucking..." he was at a loss for words while his cock erupted. As a good top I reached down and swallowed as much as I could, guy was like a fountain. We caught our breaths after that and realised we did not know each other's names! He said his name was George and I replied I'm Alex. We swam a bit to cool down and I reached his ass to assess the damage. A slight twinge was all I needed to see. We did meet later that night with a less intense version of fucking and then a few days later before he left for a quickie at an abandoned building in which we almost got caught. He was a great summer fuck.

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

[think before following links] https://newtumbl.com/x_n6TZj3vticEp Matt Muck is the man! Breaking in a newbe.... only wish he would have finished inside his hole!

i posted on this early on, just re-read the entire thread, love the posts and energy. i love the idea behind piss fucking as much as the actual act. For me, the act and attitude can be deeply intimate while having a very sharp mind fuck, D/s edge. The psych factor of a Man using another man as a toilet to relieve Himself adds a layer of bonding to me that gets into the deeper aspects of "bondage." i've experienced a Man pissing in me on several occasions where there was no discussion about it prior, where He just assumed He could do it, that that was part of the dynamic. Don't misunderstand, i'm not one who gets into force or bullying, meanness shuts me down and is opposite of the connection i look for with a Man. This is different, sort of risky on His part because He doesn't know for sure, not having my consent, but apparently feels enough of a connection to take the risk. There's also the aspect of His need and driving lust that turns me on and elicits a sort of adoring sub response in me. i love experiencing that intuitive connection where He seems to realize i want His lust as much as He wants to express it in this way.

I love taking cum and piss both in my mouth and in my ass! Also love pissing in a guys hole then having him squat over my open mouth and give it back to me 🐷

Part 8 I didn’t know what to think. I guessed those guys must have been undetectable. I thought about all those moments I freaked out after that night in Paris. I thought that I was a fucking moron to take so much risk and swore to myself a hundred times that I would never again be this stupid. It was one thing to just fuck around mindlessly or even fantasizing over text messages with a poz top, but actively and knowingly taking poz loads was a whole other business. I was still insanely turned on thinking about my night at Le Next, but was completely disgusted and scared at the same time. How in the world did I get away with it for so long and never catch anything? I had gone for that routine check up, fully expecting to find out I was poz, but when all my results came back negative, I felt a huge sense of relief. My doctor wrote me a new prescription for PrEp, after almost four years off. I took the prescription, folded it and tucked it into my pants’ back pocket. I made my way directly to the pharmacy to pick up my little blue pills, and on my way home though, I felt a bit strange. I had dropped PrEp for a while. I was fully conscious of the risk I was running but I had never had such a close call, at least that I knew of. My mind was spinning constantly around the idea of chasing but I dismissed it almost immediately. Actively looking for poz loads was a step too far when it comes to where I was willing to go. At least I thought so at the time. That evening, I took my first blue pill in almost four years. I then stayed pretty quiet for a few weeks, with just the occasional hook up here and there. I had not logged in on neither BBRT nor BZ for a while, probably scared I would be lured away from my resolution to not fall deeper into it. I was holding well on my resolution to stay away from trouble, until that one Saturday evening. I was preparing for a quiet night at home. It was March, almost the end of the winter, but it was definitely still super cold and I was in no mood to bury myself into a pile of clothes in order to dig my way through the snow. I had made myself comfortable on my couch, wearing some old grey sweatpants, my favourite soccer jersey and some socks. I had been lying around the house all day and was a bit bored. It was probably about 9pm when my phone vibrated. It was a WhatsApp notification from my sexting buddy on the West Coast. We hadn’t been in touch for about two months. I had tried to not contact him because I knew it would encourage me back into my old ways. I opened the message and it was just a link to a video. [think before following links] https://barebackbastards.com/48132/hot-pozzing/ I instantly became hypnotized by the video. I had stayed away from porn too and the few hook ups I had recently had not really been satisfying. The video just lit me up in a matter of seconds. My dick got hard almost immediately and I started rubbing it frantically over my sweatpants. I watched it maybe ten or fifteen times, digging my poppers out my drawer where they had been left untouched for two months. The rush of the poppers, the images, I knew from this moment it was too late. My phone vibrated again. -“Hey boy! It’s been a long time! Have you been avoiding me?”.

This is one of my favorite stories - I've lost track of how many loads I've shot when reading this story - it's so damn fuckin hot - the seduction, the corruption, the scene where Conrad sees his boy in a sling getting slammed and fucked by a hot muscle daddy - that's usually as far as I can go before I have to shoot my built up cum load..

Part 2 Oslo On my first morning in Oslo i had a walking tour scheduled at 10 00. Woke up at 9 00, rly horny. Checked out grindr, there was a cute latino nearby, who was interested in a quickie. I told him to w8 in jocks only. When i arrived we started making out, him naked, me dressed. I didnt rly had time to get undress was in a rush, so i bent him over in the bathroom and after some rimming, i penetrated his hole. After some fucking he pulled away and turned me around. To my suprise he sucked on my cock ( cleaned his ass juices) and then started rimming me. He was fucking my ass without lube soon. He breeded my ass in a few minutes. Since i didnt cum yet, I spun him around and pounded his ass until i gave him my load. He cleaned my cock with his mouth afterwards. More to cum soon...