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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 6 - Jonas's Too Tight Hole The next day, Sam skipped the lectures completely and Sam worked all day in the sex shop on the store side. George had given Sam the new jockstraps first thing in the morning and told Sam to put them on. George thought jockstraps were a suitable uniform for Sam in the store. A bit stocky Sam in just jockstraps was a sure attraction in the shop. When there were no customers, Sam took care of the roulette business. During the day, Sam had time to take care of a whole bunch of men in the fitting room. Sam did realize what his job in the store was. It was so obvious. If a man buys a porn movie on DVD, he doesn't need a fitting room. Regardless, one man after another led Sam into the booth and loaded Sam's hole. George stated in the afternoon that Sam's transfer to the sales job has clearly increased sales. Sam suspected that George had been doing some marketing because there were clearly more men in the shop than usual. During the day, well over 10 different men seeded Sam. In the afternoon, a young boy came to the store, looking for a suitable butt plug, which he could use to make his own hole bigger. Sam mentored a young boy named Jonas. Jonas was only 20 years old, super skinny and of average height. A very beautiful boy. Jonas said that he is dating another boy of the same age. Jonas said that his hole is too tight and he would like to loosen it. Sam asked Jonas if he needed guidance on how to use the butt plug and at the same time led Jonas to the fitting booth. Sam pushed Jonas' chosen plug into his own hole. Sam moved the plug back and forth a few times in his ass until it was slimy with the cum. "Now it's your turn. Lower your pants and show me your hole," said Sam to Jonas. At the same time, Sam pushed the sperm-coated plug straight into Jonas's hole. Jonas howled in pain, but the look told that he was satisfied. Jonas pulled up his pants and Sam led Jonas to George and introduced them to each other. Sam told George that Jonas came to buy a butt plug, which is now already in Jonas' ass. "Jonas has a boyfriend, but the problem is that Jonas's hole is too tight. Would it be possible that Jonas could also go to a private event to make Jonas's hole a little looser?", Sam asked George.

**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 5 - Dilemma between studies and work On Monday morning, Sam headed to lectures at the university, but his thoughts didn't stay in focus. He thought about yesterday, which still felt unreal. Blindfolded, he had taken ten unknown men's poz sperm into his hole. It felt exciting at the same time, but on the other hand, he thought George should have told Sam. After the first lecture, Sam headed to the bathroom in the basement of the university library, where he had heard that there were gays hanging out there. The toilet was empty, and Sam went into one of the stalls. After a few minutes, the door opened and someone entered the booth next to Sam. After a moment, the man's foot tapped next to the wall. Sam did the same. There was movement from the next booth, and after a while, a good-sized man's cock pushed through the gap between the wall and the floor to Sam's side. Sam went to his knees on the floor and took the cock in his mouth and started sucking it. It wasn't long before the man pulled the cock out of Sam's mouth and said he wanted to fuck. In a flash, Sam took off his sweatpants and got on the floor on his back and thrust his ass into the man's side. Sam heard the man spit and felt the big cock's helmet hole. The man didn't take much time and started fucking Sam's hole. The violent fucking hurt at first, but soon lust won over Sam's pain. Again the unknown man was raw in Sam's hole. And Sam was in full heat. It was then that Sam realized what George had done to him. George had released him. George had realized that Sam was just a cumdump and would enjoy it. Now Sam could offer his unprotected hole to anyone, anywhere. Sam skipped the next lectures and spent the rest of the day in the bathroom. A total of 6 different men emptied their seeds into Sam's hole. From college, Sam went straight to work organizing this week's roulette. George was as if nothing had happened. George took care of the business and Sam contacted the bottoms and tops of Thursday's roulette in the back room. At one point, George called out to Sam if he could come over and help out on the shop side. An older, tall man was standing at the counter. George said that the man was looking for a suitable steel penis ring, so Sam could help him choose the right ring. Sam obeyed George but gave him a strange look. There was no question of any such thing when George had hired him. Sam led the man downstairs to the shelf where the penis rings were. The man said that he had a 23 cm long and quite thick cock, so the metal ring should also be quite strong. He would like the bottom to feel the ring on his ass when he is inside the balls deep. He also hoped that the ring would raise his balls so that they would squeeze better between the bottom and him, making sure that all the sperm would come out. Sam suggested one design that pleased the customer. It was no longer necessary to know the right size. The man unbuttoned his pants and lowered his briefs to his knees and told Sam he was free to measure. Sam stared at the man's cock and at the same time dug out a tape measure from the drawer under the shelf. Sam measured the base of the man's cock and found a suitable size ring on the shelf. Sam weighed the man's heavy balls with his hand and asked if he had ever thought of using ball stretchers. Sam said that they could also bring pleasure to the bottom as the balls bounced heavier on the bottom's ass. A penis ring and ball stretchers would also make a man's bulge bigger and more impressive. The idea seemed good to the man. Sam suggested some silicone ball stretchers, from which the man chose the ones he liked. Then Sam also suggested that they could look at some suitable jockstraps for the man. Sam suggested that he could bring him some bulge enhancers into the fitting booth for him to fit. When Sam came to the fitting room, the man was already completely naked except for his socks. Sam went into the same room with the man and opened the package of penis ring and ball stretchers. Sam threaded the rings into place and praised the man for showing up. The man looked at his hardening cock in the fitting room mirror. Sam helped the man put on the biker style jockstraps and told the man that he looked really hot. The man pushed his hand inside the collar of Sam's sweatpants directly into Sam's hole. He rubbed his finger into Sam's hole, where the finger easily inserted. The man pulled his finger away and smelled it and put the finger in his mouth. "Sperm! The naughty boy has already taken a raw dick today. How many?", asked the man. "Six," Sam confessed. "Ohh, slut," growled the man. The man tore Sam's sweatpants to the ankles and rammed his hard cock straight balls deep into Sam's ass. Sam moaned in pleasure as the man began to thrust inside Sam. The man's stretched balls pounded against Sam's balls. The man asked if Sam could feel the steel ring in his hole. Sam panted hotly “yes, yes”. "Seed me," Sam begged. And the old man roared and squirted his sperm into the hole. The man got dressed, collected his things and thanked Sam. At the checkout, the man also thanked George separately that the customer service has improved tremendously. When Sam got to George, the man had already left. George praised Sam. The man had made a clearly larger than average purchase. George patted Sam on the ass and said that Sam should be more involved in the sales job since he seems to be so natural at it. There was a wet patch on the back of Sam's sweatpants.

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

It’s been a while since I’ve posted but my husband and I have recently moved. New location , new dick. I have my fair share of regulars here and get cum when I want but we’ve made some friends and play together with one of them. It’s supposed to be exclusive but still… now I have my husband and our buddy to cheat on. The other night I was home alone. Prime opportunity to cheat. The first guy was a bust. Lied on his Grindr profile and wasn’t my type. I went over to his place to swallow his cum but had to leave. I hopped right back on Grindr and found a married guy who happened to be in the area. He needed to hookup quick since he was headed home. I quickly made it back to my place and got ready for him. Unlocked the door and waited naked on my knees, sniffing poppers. His profile didn’t do him justice. He was a little chubby but hot af. I quickly undressed him and started sucking his cock. Now, he know I was cheating on my husband but I didn’t know he was a cheater until we were talking. He told me to get up and show him my ass so I did. He asked what my husband would think if he knew we were having sex and I told him he’d be pissed. He said his wife would be too. My dick got harder instantly, I almost came right there. He started to pound my hole raw and I asked how often he cheats. He replied, “as much as I can” and then asked me to which I said the same thing. Unfortunately, I wasn’t as cleaned out as I thought since I had to rush to get ready. He pulled out and cleaned off his dick but still wanted us both to cum. I ended up sucking him off and was so turned on I bust my nut while blowing him. As soon as he saw that he was super excited. He wanted me to keep sucking and jerking him and when he was about to cum he asked to cum on my dick and in my pubes to which I said fuck yes. He came all over my cock and mixed it with my load. I scooped some up and tasted it while he went to clean up and take a piss (I just wish I coulda tasted his piss). We chatted while he got dressed and damn was he sexy. One of the best hookups I’ve had in a long time. So glad I got to cheat on my husband and our buddy. I hope it happens again real soon.

When I was in college the most common way to hook up was in the various men;s rooms on campus. Before long I discovered all of the cruisy toilet rooms. I remember sitting in a stall, tapping my foot and before long the guy in the next stall would be on his knees exposing his hard dick for me to suck. There was a very obscure men's room in the basement of an older administration building. The men's room was at the bottom of the stairs. It was old and had a sink, a urinal, a toilet stall and a shower stall that looked like it wasn't used in decades. There was a peep hole drilled into the stall that separated the toilet from the urinal, There was little reason to go here unless you were cruising for sex. I was horny one afternoon and thought I would check it out. I was pleasantly surprised to see someone in the stall. I went to the urinal and started to stroke my dick and noticed the peep hole get darker signaling the guy in the stall was peering through it. I continued to stroke until I was rock hard and then decided to make the move to the front of the stall..I stood at the stall, displaying my hard dick when soon the door swung open and I was greeted by a gorgeous hispanic male sitting on the toilet with his legs spread. He was about 20 and his shirt was off displaying a hot hairy chest. He had a two day old beard and his hair was pulled back in a bun. But the most impressive thing was his thick uncut dick. It was 8', dark with a thick bush. He motioned for me to come closer and took my dick into his mouth. OMG it felt so great. He deepthrotead me, then licked my balls and even fingered my hole. I reached down and pulled out my poppers, took a few hits and handed them to him. This just made his blow job more intense. I didnt want to cum yet so i pulled out of his mouth, pulled him up and started kissing him. He was an awesome kisser and was really into it. I loved his full lips and how our tongues were intwined. He whispered in my ear that he wanted to fuck me, I hadnt been fucked much but he turned me on so much I really wanted it. I asked if he had any condoms. He didnt but he said he would not cum inside me. I agreed and then went down on his cock to get it as wet as possible As I sucked him I realized how fat his dick was but I was in love and wanted it. I stood up, bent over, spit on my fingers to wet my ass, took a huge hit of poppers and waited for his dick to enter. He slowly pushed in my tight hole, but quickly I pulled forward as there was too much resistance in my dry hole. I put his dick in my mouth again slobbering as much saliva as possibe and bent over again, He slid in my wet hole and began fucking. My ass juices started flowing and the ride got smoother, but my god he was big. I felt like such a slut bent over in a sleazy mens room getting fucked bareback, We shared poppers some more as continued to fuck and telling me how great my hole felt. This went on for another few minutes when he all of a sudden stopped and pulled out. He said he had a "dry orgasm" and didn't cum. andI didn;t feel anything. He kissed me, git dressed and left. I took my time getting dressed and then started climbing the stairs, When I got to the top My shorts felt really wet. I went back into the mens room, dropped my pants and notices my boxers were soaked and there was than unmistaken scent of cum. I was so turned on and never asked for a condom again

**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.

**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.

**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.

Thanks for the comments so far. Im glad people are enjoying it. ______________________________________Part 5 *have it your way* The text keeps flashing through my mind even hours later when my wife and I went to bed. What is he going to do? His note just said no rules for a while but I just keep getting the feeling it's going to be more. I get almost no sleep that night the cage and the daunting feeling keeping me awake most of the night. I go to the gym bright and early and join Sir Nate in the locker room. "Good morning Sir" I say his smell hits me right away. It seems stronger somehow. It makes me want to be naked with him. I'm not gay. I'm just doing this to get my cage off. "Good morning boi" he replied. "I heard someone got in trouble." His tone made me feel really bad. "I'm sorry Sir I made a mistake. It won't happen again" he pulls out my work out clothes from his bag. "Good Boi. If you didn't fail you'd have the next rule right now" He's walkig towards me his smell getting stronger my head starting to go fuzzy. "Here's your workout uniform today" there was no jockstrap. I want to ask for one but can't seem to form words. All I see is him in his singlet and his chest hair. I kind of want to smell his chest imagining this fuzzy feeling becoming permanent just a bit of fuzzy and euforia. No wait I have a wife, I can't do this to here. I quickly strip with Sir Nate right beside be. While I'm completely naked he feels up my body a little bit keeping what little distance is between us. After he drops his hand I put on the new singlet which is the same cut as last time but this one is dark green while wearing it you can clearly see my cage sinch I have no underwear to hide it. We headed out into the gym. We do various work outs and I notice that Sir gets a lot closer during them. Usually he is on the machine beside me or something along those lines but this time he uped my weights by a lot and says he needs to spot me. I feel his cock rubbing against me the entire session. None of the body builders seem to notice, or they don't mind. When we are doing bench press his cock is pretty much pressed against my face. I should be disgusted but I feel like I'm about to break my cage my dick is trying so hard to grow. I just want to lick his cock. I could if I wanted to, I would just need to stick out my tongue. No. wife. Straight. me. "Your almost there I think your master will be pleased with your progress." His voice snaps me out of my train of though" "What?" He slaps me hard across my ass. I'm doing squats now. I don't even remember moving. We are alone I the gym now and our singlets are around our waste. He back behind me spotting me again and I can feel his cock pressing against my ass through the layers of spandex. "What Sir" "Sorry Sir, what did you mean Sir" "Better, I think Jackson will be impressed with your body, it's not much now but you can see it will be the way he likes it." "Thank you Sir" We finish up our work out and back in the changeroom he gives me a jock strap to wear. I take off the singlet which he takes from me and I start looking for my clothes. "Sir do you know where my clothes are?" I ask "Yes I do" as I see him add my singlet to a bag of my clothes. He zips it up "you are expected at Master Jacksons in an hour. Good luck" he takes my clothes and leaves. How am I going to get to my car in nothing but a jockstrap? I trun to grab my keys from the locker remembering I keep them in my pants. I don't need to get to my car I need to get to Jackson's house. Fuck me. I find a towel in the locker room but no clothes any where. I guess I will have to use this. I wrap it around my waist tight and start walking. Sir Nate told me I had an hour Jackson's house is is a 55min walk so I have to get moving. I know of some hiking trails so I get most of thebway there just seeing confused hikers. But when I have to go back on the main streets the worse thing happens. I almost got hit by a car. I get up about to tear this guy a new one when Sean gets out of the car. "What the fuck are you doing" he yells "why are you naked." "I'm not naked and can you drive me somewhere." I get in his car before he responds" "What happened" I relayed the info as he drives and he just shakes his head at me. "I need you to divorce my mom she doesn't need this kind of shit again." "I told you I'm not gay. I'm not enjoying this. Do you think I have a choice in the mater." "I do think you're enjoying this. If you didn't want to run around in a jockstrap you would have asked the front desk of the gym to borrow their phone and called your wife." I'm silent the idea didn't cross my mind. "Exactly, you keep saying you don't want this but from where I'm standing it seems like every decision you've made is to encourage it." "I made one mistake you can't say every decision" "You say the letter said no more rules for a week if you failed to provide photo evidence of wearing thongs and jockstrap. Then why did you not wear the thong. You could have worn your boxers over or just taken the thong with you but I think you wanted the extra week." He parked and pretty much pushed me out of his car "fucking fags they are the worst at thinking" he drives off. I didn't want the extra week. I didn't want the extra week. Why do I need to convince myself of this. I go inside and Jackson orders me to start cooking right away. I cook everything. We eat in silence. When he starts fag school he asks "how are you going to make me happy and forget your blatant disregard for my rules?" "All I can off you is my dick Sir" if I don't get a rule at least I'll get to cum. "OK I think I have something in mind" fuck yes. It's better than nothing. We go to the bed room and I'm about to take my jockstrap off when he stops me. "Not yet" he puts chains on my ankles. "This way you can't take the jock strap off unless I let you" He teases me going down my body as he unlocks me and the moment the cage is loose. I'm like a rock, full mast, ready to be blown. He walks over to the other side of the bed and grabs something from his bed side table. Coming back I realise it's a condom. He puts it on me and kneels on the bed doggy style. "Umm. Aren't you going to blow me?" "I think you know what you have to do to let me forgive your error" Fuck

I know I'm in the minority, but I prefer the hole as hairy or smooth as genetics intended. So, if one is naturally smooth, that's fine. But if one is naturally hairy, the hole should be hairy.

I tend to think about how it feels to the bottom, how great it is that he's come to his self-realization, how much I love rutting/Breeding in Holes, how it tasted, how thrilling it is to mate with my pigbros. BUT !!! Sometimes, selfish behavior can alter it. For instance, last night I was rutting in one perfectly fine Hole in the darkroom, but lusting after the young man taking loads next to me. Courtesy would require that I wait for the Cock currently in that boy to pump it's Sperm up his gut, and then take my turn. But no. First, understand that the darkroom at Slammer is quite narrow. There's enough room for a bottom taking Cocks to kneel on the Breeding crib, for the Top that's fucking him, and juuuuust enough room for other guys to squeeze by behind the Top. So. This enormous guy decided to stand right behind the lovely young man, doing nothing but standing there, and take up all the room for a Top with his enormous belly. No one could get by him, or in place to fuck the young man. It was as though since he had never put down the fork in his life, that entitled him to "CockBlock" that sweet boy. I only managed to kneel down, get around a ham-sized thigh, and eat the boy's Hole briefly. Point? Manners count. Courtesy counts. A sense of Brotherhood counts. If it's something you wouldn't want done to you, then for chrissake, don't do it to others. 😠

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

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...

Anyone know if Trades Hotel is open and still has its 'Room to Roam' policy? I fancy spending a weekend somewhere I don't have to get dressed or go far to find holes to unload in.

Been in Europe since Thursday, and was in Paris on Friday. It was my only night to play and I wanted to make the most of it. I ditched my colleagues as soon as our last meeting ended, skipped dinner, douched and started cruising. After a few hours without luck, I just decided to explore a bar I had never been before, the Full Metal. It was only a short 15 minutes walk away from my studio and I was there around midnight. I checked my jacket and only kept my sweatpants, t-shirt and shoes. I headed to the basement. The place wasn’t crowded, just a few groups of guys chatting and drinking. I wasted no time stopping at the bar and just made my way directly to what I could identify as the dark area. I did as I usually do and just plant myself in a corner waiting for guys to come. The area was small with panels in the middle. There were probably around 10 guys. I almost immediately got on my knees to suck on a guy who was just wearing a jock and sneakers. It wasn’t long before my pants were being pulled down and a tongue licked my hole. A dick was thrust into it after just a few minutes. I got my first load quickly, and another guy took the place right after. The guy I was sucking was holding my ass cheeks open. I got fucked by probably 6 guys and 3 loads. The crowd had thinned after that and I decided to head to the Secteur X, the bar across the street. I immediately headed to the basement again, and I was immediately handled by a 6’7 gigantic bearded guy. He was seated in the middle of the room and I just started sucking on his dick. He was motioning guys to come and fuck me and he made sure I got fucked by another 6 or 7 guys, with 4 more loads. Going back there in 2 weeks!

As we all slowly get older, it’s gotten more and more difficult for me to pick up cock in places like saunas. Traveling around the world, some sites have been gold mines, others not so. My last proper breeding (and also the most loads I’ve ever taken at once) was in a place that always works for me. There is a small city, actually a university town, in the middle to north of Germany that I have to frequently visit on business. The first time I was there I updated my profile on Romeo (previous gayromeo) to state that I was staying in a hotel, and I was looking for guys to use my hole and pound me silly. Turns out that most o the older guys there all know each other, and next thing you know I’ve got 3 guys in my hotel room, all drinking beers and getting to know me. Eventually I get down on my knees and start pulling cocks out of trousers. One is an average 6”, but with a lovely shape. One is about the same length, but much thicker with a huge mushroom head. The final cock is a decent 8” with a lovely upward curve. I was in a red jock strap and eventually, after bringing all the assorted cocks to life, it was time for me to get on the bed with my arse up and face down. One of them starts rimming me, getting my hole ready. I feel him spreading lube over my hole before he starts slipping first 1, then 2 and finally 3 fingers inside me. Then I heard the opening of the condom packet. We’d all had the sti discussion online, but they had asked for condoms. I’d organized some from the local sex shop when I’d bought my poppers, but using a very sharp needle, all of them had been sabotaged. The first guy with the average cock is overly keen as he started slow at first, but soon was really hammering away. At some point he paused and I’m guessing that this is when he noticed the condom had broken. A moments hesitation later he then doubled his pace and was ramming it home. Suddenly I felt the tell tale shudder and he slammed it in as deep as he could. Then he slowly pulled it out before saying in German (oh shit, the condom broke). Knowing that I’d had a deep clean out, it would have been rude not to turn around and inspect it myself, and as he held it up to show everyone in the room, I took his cock in my mouth and cleaned the cum off of it whilst looking into his eyes. This seemed to set something off, and the next guy (mushroom head) put his beer down and started to walk towards me. He turned me around and sank his tongue into my arse, slurping up his friends cum. He then stood up, placed another condom on his cock and eased into me. This guy was much thicker, and he was hitting my prostate with every stroke. This time I have no idea when the condom broke, as he didn’t hesitate once. Lo and behold, after about 15 minutes of non-stop pounding he announced that he was about to shoot his load into me. This one I felt, despite the overstimulation my prostate had received, I actually felt everything just get wetter and he flooded my guts. Again the condom is removed and observations are made that his too had broken. I said that I’d gotten them all at the same time in the sex shop, and that it might be a bad batch. Then I took his cock in my mouth too, savouring the taste of cum. The third guy more or less assumed what I had done, as he winked at me whilst I was sucking the other cock. He stood up and remarked that if that was the case it was good that we were all tested, and that he wasn’t missing the chance to blow in me like his friends had. Back in doggy again, his dick despite being the biggest one so far was slipped into me using only cum as lube. After the hammering I’d already taken meant that I was soon squirting from my own cock, as the prostate orgasms just kept rolling over me. Eventually he blew his load in me, and once again I was cleaning his cock. After that we all opened another beer and just started chatting for about an hour or so. After that we started again, but this time nobody reached for a rubber at all. Hopefully going back there soon 🙂

One of my regular Tops stopped by for drinks last night. We had wine while relaxing in the hot tub before finding one another's dicks. Since my house is in the countryside, we ended up with me crossways in my hammock while he fingerfucked me with his precum. His cockhead is very mushroom-shaped and always does a great job opening me up. We were both grunting and screaming by the time he decided to coat my insides with his load. He stayed in place until he softened and dropped out. He gave me a pat on the ass and strolled back to the hot tub. I felt his load running down my thighs while I staggered towards the hot tub to join him. Several hours later he used the cum he'd sucked from my cock to lube his dick for another ride. He was kind enough to deliver his 2nd load inside my mouth.

**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 2 At the dinner table, Jeff told Burt and Jack about his own life. About religious background, getting married young, wife and three children. Jeff also told the men that he had never had sex with men before. Burt and Jack said they were thankful they got to fuck Jeff's virgin ass. Jeff had never talked openly about sex before and it turned him on. The men took turns teasing verbally Jeff so that Jeff's cock was throbbing all the time in his black pants. Jack made Jeff confused when he told him that going straight for raw is the right choice. Condoms are only for sissy's. Real men always fuck raw. Jeff hadn't really had time to think the whole thing through. Jeff had actually let two men cum on his ass with bare cocks. However, he has a wife and family, he cannot get any disease. "How did a raw cock feel? And how does sperm in the ass feel?", asked Jack. "Awesome. That moment felt amazing when you both cum inside me," said Jeff blushing. "Wow, I noticed that you yourself squirted a huge load of sperm into my mouth almost untouched. You seem like a natural sperm bucket that hasn't gotten around to fulfilling you yet," said Burt. "But this conference is perfect for you. We have many years of experience here. 95 percent of the attendees are men. Many want to empty their aching balls during the week. Many every day. There are a lot of men here who want to take out their frustrations by fucking. I can promise you that you arrived in cumdump heaven,” continued Jack. Jeff listened with a sigh to what Jack and Burt were saying. Jeff's cock also leaked precum, which formed a wet patch on the front of his pants. Fortunately, the pants were black, so it wasn't very visible. “But I have to use protection if I'm going to let someone fuck me again,” Jeff thought to himself. Burt said that the same steam room where they met gets quite a buzz at midnights. Everyone who hasn't emptied the bags yet, and doesn't want to use only their own hands, comes to the steam room. It's usually so busy there that everyone can't even sit down, even if they sit right next to each other. Hands and mouths are used there and usually there are also a few cum hungry bottoms like you offering their ass to be fucked. Jack continued that Grindr is also a easy and popular application that Jeff should also install. With it, you can make an appointment at any time of the day. In such a big event, there is always someone looking for a hole to empty the seeds into. "The less you set demands on a fucker, the more sure and more seeds you get. You should put good marketing pictures of yourself on your profile and by putting: "no loads refused" on your profile tells men that they will get what they need from you," continued Jack. Jeff was in full heat. The cock was rock hard and the wet stain on the pants just kept growing. Jeff stared at the bulges in the pants of all the men passing by. Burt and Jack recognized Jeff's heat and suggested that if they went back to their hotel room. In the room, Burt and Jack undressed themselves and Jeff again. The men led Jeff into the bathroom and taught Jeff how to clean himself from the inside. "You should keep yourself clean all week so you can offer your hole whenever you want," instructed Jack. Burt dried Jeff, lubed Jeff's hole and led him back to the bed. This time Jeff was on his back with his long runner's legs towards the ceiling. Burt asked Jeff what he wanted. Jeff said he wants them both to fuck him. "You have to beg. You have to beg us to fuck you and beg to seed you. You have to show men that you value their seed. You can't just lay there passively. You have to show that you are worthy of men's sperm," said Jack. Jeff obeyed. "Please, give me dick. Both of you fuck me. Take turns fucking and cum in my married ass. Make me your cum whore. Please!" Jeff yelled. Jack and Burt took turns on Jeff's hole. At one point, Burt had dug Jeff's cell phone out of Jeff's pants pocket and asked Jeff to unlock it. The men filmed Jeff in many positions taking cock inside him. Finally, both men once again cummed Jeff's hole. The men complimented Jeff "You're like a born cum dump". Jack dug out the jock straps and a large bottle of lube from his bag and handed them to Jeff. "These may give you pleasure during the coming week," said Jack.

Got a hit on Grindr this morning, not 10 minutes after I logged on. He sent me his location (an apartment building about 20 minutes from my place) even before he sent me a video of his dick. He was nice and thick and uncut, and my mouth started watering immediately at the thought of having that thick piece of meat pounding my hole. I sent him a sampling of my pics, including one of my hole dripping a couple of loads - his profile was tagged with both 'anon' and 'bb', my favorite - and he was only too eager to have me stop by. We agreed to meet in an hour. I got douched and messaged him as I hit the road. To my relief, he stayed in touch throughout my drive, which boosted my confidence that he was serious - though I've had guys block me when I was within 5 minutes of the address they gave me. His building was not far from where some friends of mine live - friends who have no idea that I hook up anonymously with strangers and take their loads. It was so close, in fact, that it was possible that I could walk out of his building and run into them as they walked their dog. If they ever asked, I'd be hard-pressed to tell them why I was in their town, since any time I go there it's to see them! Often that risk is enough to make me re-think my plans, but today I wanted it so bad that I didn't care. I messaged him from the parking lot and waited for him to disappear. Instead, he sent me a message that made me even hornier as it made me a little nervous: "My friend wants to watch, is that cool?" Too late to back out now! I was on autopilot. I needed cock, and I don't mind an audience. "Sure," I replied. He instructed me to go to the front door of his building, and he would meet me there. When he arrived in the lobby he was a younger guy, mid-20s, slender and Hispanic. He opened the door and led me to an apartment on the second floor. There were few lights on, but I heard some porn playing in what I assumed was the bedroom. There were curtains across the doorway; he separated them and stepped into the bedroom, revealing another, very similar-looking Hispanic guy sitting cross-legged on the bed. He had his cock out and was jerking it slowly as he watched the video on the TV that was hung on the bedroom wall. The room was a cornucopia of pleasures. A fuck machine sat on the floor at the foot of the bed. The bed-side table drawer was open, revealing a number of variously-sized toys, lube, and little brown bottles. Still more toys sat beside him on the bed. The guy who I was there to see stripped and motioned for me to do the same. His cock was about seven inches and it was thick. Seeing me looking at it, his friend on the bed laughed and said, "Good luck, I can only take half of that." Anyone who has read my material knows that I've taken as many as 15 cocks in an afternoon, so I was confident that with a little lube and a bit of help from a little brown bottle, I'd be just fine. The top ordered me onto the bed on my hands and knees. First he fed me his cock, fucking my face and making me gag as it grew in my mouth. His friend grabbed my man-tits and squeezed them in admiration. When he was ready, the top stepped around the bed behind me, lubed me up and slid inside. It was amazing! My hole had not been that full for a while so I hit the brown bottle regularly. It didn't take me long to get into the groove. His friend on the bed was rock-hard. He complimented my body and told me how hot it was watching me getting fucked. Almost unconsciously I looked at his cock and asked, "Are you sure you don't want me to suck that?" "I don't usually get sucked," he replied, but after a moment's thought he slid himself around in front of me and before I knew it I was sucking on his rock-hard cock while his partner plowed my hole. All too quickly the cock in my hole began to spasm as the top guy dumped his load deep in my guts. "Okay, I'm done, thanks," was all he said, indicating that it was time for me to leave. I got up and dressed as his partner continued to chat with me. I made it known that I've done multi-top cum dump scenes and am open to pretty much any scene; he told me that the next time I go, he wants to watch me experience his fuck machine. Whether that happens remains to be seen. As often happens they've been offline on Grindr since I left, and have not acknowledged the message I sent thanking them for a hot time. We'll see if it happens again. But in the meantime, I have a giant load in my ass to remember them by.

Honey! You seem to read my mind going backwards. Reverse-stealthing a chaser was one of my first fantasies as soon as I embraced my poz gifting kink during that hot summer of 2019. Reverse-stealthing I mean, I'm poz, undetectable, and fuck a chaser telling him I'm gifting him. Then if he says he's still neg... That's not my issue, it just didn't take! It's his genes not my HIV! But then I never transferred it to real; it's better, much better, saying to be roleplaying, from the beginning. For me at least, my relationship with my real partner and Internet sext buddies, is much much better. Honesty pays.

Went out to the club last night and ran into this hot, lightly furry guy. He was short and compact, wearing a nice jockstrap, cock limp. May have been on something like ecstasy, not sure. This older, muscular guy started slamming into him, while I watched with another guy. When he took a break, he sided up next to me, and I gave him a few, then took him to the back again and pushed him against the wall and took him. His pussy was nice and wet and had been loosened up by some other tops. I traded him back and forth with the older top who had started whoring him out, and he made sure we both had some poppers to keep feeling good. This kind (couldn't have been older than 30) might not have been a seasoned whore before, but we made sure he was that night. All three of us traded him back and forth and made sure he had something in his mouth and that his ass was being forced open to keep it receptive for cock. Bitch took three loads up his hole. And there was a line waiting for him after we were done.

Yesterday I decided to go back to club Orlando got there about 4 rented the room and waited in 15 min this 25 year old stud comes in He tells me he is married but likes to ass fuck He also says he does not like rubbers he asks would I be fucked bareback by a married guy Sure He lubed his dick and wanted me on my stomach He went right in and bucked me hard for 10 min till he came. He stayed in and got hard again He dropped a second load in me He pulled out and said thanks Never saw him again

So, I’ve been off of prep for a good 2 months. In fairness, I’ve been busy with work and a new business I’m building so I thought my hookup days would be non existent for a few months. I was lucky enough to have a business meeting near a local cruise lounge. So I thought, fuck it. I’d swing past and see what happens. I cleaned myself up just to be safe. I finished my meeting at about 9 and drove to the cruise lounge, The Den. I wandered in and bought some fresh poppers on the way in. I had a look around quickly, it was a busy night. About 15 guys in there, all sitting around doing nothing. Not a promising start. I headed into the suckatorium and there was nobody to suck! So I went over to the Gloryholes. I headed into a corner cubicle, they’ve got 2 holes to play with. I stripped down and got on my knees with my poppers in hand. after a matter of seconds, the cubicle next to me was occupied. I peeked through the hole but hadn’t adjusted to the darkness yet, I couldn’t see anything. I heard the distinct sound of a fly being undone and pants being removed. I took a big whiff of my poppers, in anticipation of a nice cock to suck. Just as the rush went to my head, a nice thick cock came through the hole. I could barely see it, but I wanted to taste it. I took this strangers cut cock in my mouth and to my surprise, he was pierced. I’ve never played with a pierced cock before. It was a thick bar, hanging from his frenulum. I loved working over it with my tongue. I felt his cock grow fuller as I worked his shaft with my mouth. He would’ve been about 7 inches and a nice thickness. I choked on this Beautiful cut cock for about 5-10 minutes before he pulled out of the hole. I took a big hit of poppers, and put my mouth right over the hole, to give him the opportunity to fuck my throat if he wanted. He put his head to his side of the hole and told me to bend over…I was rushing from my last hit of poppers and wasn’t thinking straight at all. Poppers where what made me first get barebacked. As I pulled my head away from the hole, I finally got a glimpse into his side. That’s when I saw it, a small little scorpion tattoo, just below his belt line. I saw it as I saw him lubing up his cock. I was a little nervous at the sight of the scorpion, but I just pushed it to the back of my mind, for all I know, this guy just likes scorpions, right? I took another hit of my poppers and backed my hole right up against the gloryhole, I feel the warmth of his head resting against my hole, slightly pushing itself into me. This top clearly knows how to work his way into a tight hole. After a few seconds of just the head, I had a bit of pain, as his pierced frenulum slid raw inside me. It hurt, but in a really hot, dirty way. Once he was past the piercing, he just fed my hole the rest of his cock. I felt every inch of this strangers cock, raw inside me. He thrust in and out of me, each time pulling almost all the way out. I would feel his head nearly leave my hole, before slowly filling me up again. I was in heaven. I was huffing my poppers with one hand, while leaning against the wall with the other. I could feel myself getting closer and closer to Cumming. After a few more deep strokes, I had a total hands free orgasm, my cock oozing cum all down my legs. I don’t think I’ve ever had such a great fuck. I felt this top pick up his pace. He was using my hole relentlessly. Shoving his thick cock deep inside me. I felt him spasm as he pushed deep inside me. I felt bud pulsing cock, filling me with his hot Cum. He kept his cock in me, until he went soft again. When he pulled out, he laughed, thanked me and went on his was. I was done. I grabbed some paper towel to wipe the cum off my legs And the lube from my hole. I wasn’t letting his cum go though, I earned that man’s load. When I wiped, I noticed a bit of blood… I think that piercing may have been there for a reason, he did seem to pull it past my hole a number of times. I’m hoping I’m still negative, but also really love the idea of being a poz whore…

Part 9 I walked to the other side of the bed, and grabbed lube, poppers and my bag of shards from the drawer. Walking back, I whistled again, “Nice view nephew. You enjoying yourself?” He remained silent as I moved behind him and got on my knees. I opened the poppers and handed them to him. “You ever used these?” When he shook his head, I told him, “Watch.” I showed him how to hit, holding each nostril closed while I hit the other.” I tossed the bottle next to him and told him, “Wait until I tell you. Understand?” He nodded and then added, “Yes, Uncle.” I grabbed the lube and poured some down his spread crack. I lubed up my finger and pressed it to his hole. I saw the grimace and smiled. “You’re going to want to open for my finger. You’re gonna need it.” I kept the pressure up until I breached the hole and slid all the way in. There was a squeal of pain and I asked, “Am I your first?” He glared and grunted, “Yes, uncle.” I smiled and said, “I’m touched that you’ve waited to give me your cherry. You ready for me to take it?” He didn’t answer and I didn’t punish him. “I’ll take that as a no. I’m glad.” I started sliding the finger in and out, his hole loosening a little. I pulled out, applied more lube and held up two fingers. “Gotta spread that hole some more. Bet you’re never this kind to the girls are you? Big dicked straight boy, bet you just pound into them.” I placed my two fingers at his hole and said, “Like this,” and drove them in as hard as I could. This time he couldn’t hold back. He screamed in pain, and tears flew. “No, please. Fuck you.” He immediately saw my face change, the anger come across me. He tried to start a useless apology but I glared at him, pulling my fingers out of his hole. Instead of punishing him through his hole, I saw a better option, two of them in fact. I grabbed his nutsack and squeezed his balls as far down in the sack as they’d go, before pulling it back between his legs. He was already grimacing in pain, probably never having his sack or balls manhandled like that. “Watch your mouth, you’ll regret saying stuff like that. Look at me, boy. Remember you brought this all on yourself. LOOK. AT. ME.” With each word, I gave his sack another tug. I could see several things flash across his face and through his eyes, including pain and anger. “To teach him respect and obedience, without injuring him, I took my other hand and slapped his nuts. It wasn’t as hard as the slaps, but enough to make him cry out in pain. I said nothing as I let go of his sack and kept my eyes locked on his.” At this point, Lamont looked to Jamal, who nodded his head. “I learned, quickly, not to mouth off.” I grabbed my baggie, pulled out a big shard, told him, “I’m going to give you something that will help you take your punishment a little easier. It will hurt going in and then it’s going to burn like a mother fucker. Do or say whatever you want; it ain’t going to help.” I then relubed his hole and my fingers. I placed the shard at his hole, scratched it around as I watched his pain. “Take a deep breath from the bottle, one at each nostril, and hold it.” He did and was able to hold it for 10 seconds. “Release.” As he did, I rammed the shard in deep. I smiled at his reaction as the pain registered and he screamed again at the scrape of the shard entering him. When the burn started, he began crying, begging me to take it out. “This is your fault Jamal. If you had just followed the rules, I wouldn’t have to do this to you. You know what T is?” Through the burn he shook his head. “T? No, please. Meth? Oh go…ohhhh” “There it is. You know what’s up there now don’t you?” All he could do was moan in pleasure. I slid my fingers out. I stayed there watching his hole quiver. I watched as the meth took over his mind. Most shocking? I watched as his cock went from soft to hard, rock hard, in a matter of seconds. “Interesting.” I lightly touched my fingers to his hole and is face immediately snapped up, his eyes a dark shade as he began to whimper. “What’s going on boy? Tell Uncle what’s going on?” He fought the thoughts and feelings coursing through his body. I continued the light rubbing of his hole, watching it opening and closing at my touch. “Noooo…. Please no more…. Oh fuck,” he was now trying to fight. I picked up the bag and grabbed another shard, this one bigger, and showed it to him. “You can have more if you want. You seem to like it. Do you want more, Jamal?” He struggled, trying to fight the need. He began to shake his head and say, “Nooo…” I took hold of his cock. “Doesn’t that feel good, your dick so fucking hard? Your dick likes it. Your hole,” resuming the tickling, “likes it too.” Lamont looked to Jamal, who said, “I had no idea what was going on, other than my dick had never been harder than at that moment. My hole was responding to uncle’s fingers, but I didn’t want anything there. All my nerve endings seemed to be on fire.” “My mind broke, completely, then. I nodded my head.” “What’s that little boy? I couldn’t hear you.” He looked at me and begged, “Please.” “Please? Please what?” “Please, give me more.” “More what? Where?” “Fuuuuuck. Please uncle, give me more meth. Please….” ”Where, boy? Where do you want it? Where do you need it?” ”I watched in wicked glee as his last vestiges of macho pride disintegrated. His face and eyes had betrayed him before the words did.” ”Up… my… a.. ass. I need it up my ass, please.” I smiled and said, “I think you’re ready. Slide back. You want it, you take it.” He never broke eye contact as he slid back. His eyes squinted in pain as the shard scraped as it breached his hole. He slid backwards all the way down my fingers. His eyes flew open as this burn, more intense then the first, started. i found his prostate and shoved the shard right up against, making him fly harder. He tried making sounds, words, but nothing could process. I pulled my fingers out and lubed up my dick. “Keep your eyes on me boy. Watch me turn you out.” I moved into place, the head of my dick at his spasming hole. I took both his hips in my hands, centered him, and began pulling him back as I pushed forward. His eyes spread even wider as, even with the meth, the pain began to register in his brain. He started whimpering, like a good virgin, begging me to stop. “You ever stop when you’re on top? Those girls begging you not to break them open? DO YOU?” He looked at me and just shook his head. I think he fully realized at that moment, there was no stopping me. I was going to break him: his pride, his hole, his manhood. “To his credit, he never relented, never gave in. But he was broken none the less.” He groaned as the big head breached his hole. I looked down, amazed at his virgin hole spread open around my dark cock. He began blubbering incoherent words. I grabbed my phone and took a picture. I reached forward and showed him his hole, spread open by my dick. “Oh god…please.” “Ready boy? I’m going to rearrange those guts.” With that, I began my assault on his hole. I kept a steady push inward, enjoying the pain and fear in his face and eyes as I pushed forward constantly. When I felt I was in as deep as he could take on his virgin tour, I pulled back and pressed in. “Look at me baby boy. I’m going to go easy on you this first time, but know this. This is just the beginning. That hole is mine, when I want it and where I want it. Understood?” He nodded and, without needing to be told, said, “Yes, uncle.” I slid in and out, resisting the urge to really pound him, until I felt my climax coming. “I’m going to shoot my load baby boy. You want it don’t you? Up that tight ass. Tell me what you want.” “Noooo, please, don’t shoot in me.” “Too. Fucking. Bad,” I bellowed, blowing my first load in him. “Over the next few hours, I pumped four more loads in him. By the end, he begged for it. Didn’t you, baby boy.” Still looking up at Lamont, “Yes I did uncle.”

The first time I got all the way, Balls Deep and wrecked the shape of my Dick up in my FuckBuddy's Sweet Man Hole I thought, "God-Damn. I've paid cash folding money for Prime, Grade A Hollywood Street Hustler Pussy that won't even half as good as this." Fortunately I refrained from saying that out loud.

I went to my favorite bathhouse again and got a room. Hooked up with a big stocky Hispanic bear in the steam room and he invited me back to his room so he could fuck me. I was sucking his fat cock when he said let’s open the door so I can watch you get fucked, didn’t take long as I had climbed up and sank my ass onto his big piece of meat and a young guy came in to watch. The young guy was stroking his cock and getting hard so I got off the stocky bear and presented my ass to him, he got on the bed and shoved his hard cock straight in and began plowing me, he came pretty quickly and left. My stocky bear said get on your belly so I can breed you now that your ass is sloppy, he shoved his thick cock up my man pussy and fucked me deep, love that feeling. He gave one last shove and buried his seed deep in my ass, I could feel it twitching and leaking. Went back to my room with 2 loads leaking out my ass, felt slutty and loved it.

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?

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

Brings back memories of The Fort's sling by the bar though lighting was a lot dimmer!

I was feeling a tongue exploring my body, a bearded mouth in my sweaty pits. “Let’s give it a bit more time” I heard. I didn’t know really what was wanted from me, but I was willing to take whatever would be given to me. Someone sat by my side of the mattress while I was still lying on my back, my legs kept open by a hand. I felt legs placing themselves between my thighs, a cock rubbing my hole. “Look at that, told you that slut was already full” someone said. “Go for it, man. Don’t think he’s gonna give a lot of resistance”. A dick was thrust deep inside. It wasn’t even painful, I was relaxed already, my hole could take anything. I couldn’t tell if that dick was thick or not. It just slid right in, with the help of the loads I had previously been given. “This feels great, loose and sloppy, man!” It wasn’t long before I got another load. I heard whispering that I couldn’t understand and some shuffling I couldn’t figure out what it was. “Next” I heard from the guy sitting by my side. “Do you want some?” The question was not addressed to me. Following his lead, guys were taking turns. I don’t know how long it had been, how many guys had shot in me, maybe 2, maybe 10, but the second pill started to kick in. Another rush of heat, another rush of intense sweating. I was feeling insanely dizzy this time, a little nauseous too but I had eaten nothing in hours. My legs were hurting but they were still being maintained firmly open to whoever wanted to shoot their cum in my ass. The dizziness was so intense, I was falling in and out of consciousness, without passing out. I was hearing discussions, but no one was addressing me. I had definitely become just a hole. I was in no way capable of understanding fully what was being done to me, let alone resist.

I had been drinking way too much the night I met Michael. I recently moved to Baltimore to attend college and be free of the small town I had grown up in and begin to explore my hidden gay side. There was a gay group on campus, which I started attending to meet others like myself. Chris, one of the older students, quickly became a mentor to me. He even managed to help me get a fake ID which allowed me to get into the local gay dance clubs and to buy booze at liquor stores near the University. Chris and I never engaged in sex though, since we were neither one another’s type, I am a twink and he’s more a bear, but that was all cool. He showed me where I could go on campus for some anonymous male on male action. Which consisted mainly of blow jobs, since I was trying to be safe. He also introduced me to the Hippo dance club. The Hippo club was the main gay dance club in Baltimore, and the place to be seen in the community. I tried to date a few people I’d met there, but it never seemed to go very far. I did finally surrender my virginity to a young jock-like guy I met at the Hippo, who worked as a waiter at the gay bar/restaurant across from the club, but I made sure he used protection. We lasted all of a month, before he moved on to another conquest. I hurt at first, but Chris explained here in the big city twinks were a dime a dozen and I should just have fun, until I finally met Mr. Right. So as a result, I followed my mentor’s advice and began just hooking up with guys I had met at Central Station or from the Hippo. Being young, 5’4” and barely a hundred and ten pounds soaking wet, and naturally smooth with a shaggy head of light mousey-brown hair, I found myself popular. I allowed myself to experiment with diverse types of guys, jocks, twinks, professionals, and a couple of daddies, always making sure we used protection. Only once, did I almost have unprotected sex, a lacrosse player from my school started to push in me, when I asked if he was wearing a rubber. He told me no, it was better without one. I made him stop and wrap up, I could tell he wasn’t happy about it, but he did put one on. He made sure to pound the hell out of me, to let me know how unhappy he was wearing one. Afterwards he pushed me naked into the hall of the dorm and tossed my clothes to me telling when I wanted to fuck like a real man to come back and he would breed me like a proper slut. Needless to say, I crossed him off my list of sex partners. One night in October, while I was hanging out with some of my new gay friends at the Hippo, I overheard them debating about going to 1722 after the Hippo. I had overheard a few people talking about 1722 during the couple of months I had been coming to the Hippo, but didn’t know what it was. They informed me 1722 was an afterhours club for people who didn’t want to stop partying after the clubs and bars closed. Discovering I had never been to the club, they decided to take me. 1722 was a BYOB, but they told me if I tipped the bartender I shouldn’t have a problem getting something to drink. Once the Hippo closed for the night, we stopped by Matt’s, a friend from the Hippo who I had slept with once, to get some vodka from his apartment before walking to the club. Since it was an unusually hot fall night I took off my sweaty long-sleeved shirt as we headed towards the club. We shared the liquor, taking swings from bottle in the brown bag. I certainly wasn’t feeling any pain by the time we arrived at the club. A huge bear of man took our cover-charge and let us in. The place looked like a complete dive, but had an amazing sound-system. The dance floor was the first thing you saw, all sorts of people were there. Straights, gays, bisexuals, and trannies all having fun making out and dancing, not a care in the world. My friends led me to the back to drop off their booze and get some mixed drinks. Once we got our drinks we head down to the dance floor. In no time, we’re all dancing up a storm and having a blast. As time went by my friends began to slowly disappear, until I was all alone on the dancefloor having fun. I excused myself from the hot older couple I was dancing with to use the bathroom and get another drink. Dancing is hard, hot work. After pissing, I headed to get another drink. I was standing in line a cute, tall, thin blond smiled at me, before walking over to me and handing me a shot of something dark. I smiled back and tossed the nasty tasting stuff back like the practiced drinker I was becoming. I stepped out of line to thank him when he leaned in asking, “Top or bottom?” “Bottom,” I answered back blushing a little at his direct approach. “Good, let’s go,” he smiled back at me taking my hand and pulling me out the back of the club. Outside I got my first good look at him in the street light of the back-parking lot. He was blond, good-looking, wraith-like, and tall like I like. His skin-tight tee-shirt which didn’t even reach the top of his low-hanging tight jeans, said SPIT ON IT. The long thick bulge snaking down his pants leg told me how much he wanted me. “I have friends back there in the club, they’ll be worried about me,” I said looking back at the back entrance once we were outside and heading around to the front of the building. “I need to let them know where I am. They are my ride back to school.” “The last one left about a half an hour ago with a big daddy type,” he smirked at me, before pushing me against the building and kissing the shit out of me. It was such a hot kiss I didn’t even mind the feel of the hard, gritty, brick wall against my bare, sweaty back. Pulling back from the kiss he said, “I’ve been watching you most of the evening, you’re one sexy lil’ fucker,” he said reaching out to twist, then pinch my nipples. He quickly discovered my sensitive nipples were hard-wired to my six-and-half-inch dick. “Yeah, we’re going to have a lot of fun,” he smirked pulling me away from the brick wall and popped my jeans button open before sliding one of his hands down the back of my jeans and past my underwear to tap my tight hole with one of his long fingers, causing me to moan loudly. He pulled his hand out and smelled his finger. “Oh, we’re definitely gonna have a lot of fun,” he smiled back at me. In my drunken state, I had surrendered myself to this unknown dominate man, who couldn’t be too much older than I was. He pulled out a pack of Marlboro Reds, extracting a fat rolled up cigarette along with a lighter. As we walked towards his apartment in Mt. Vernon, he lit the strange cigarette inhaling deeply before holding it and exhaling. “Here have, a toke, its good-stuff, I don’t do ragweed,” he said smiling at me. “I don’t smoke cigarettes,” I said starting to hand it back to him, which prompted a laugh. “Baby, it’s not a cigarette,” leaning in he whispered, “It’s WEED,” he continued wrapping his arm around my sweaty, shirtless frame. “I don’t, well I’ve never smoked pot before,” I admitted to the handsome blond leading me to his apartment. “Oh baby, I’ve got so much to show and teach you,” he smiled using the one hand wrapped around me to pinch my nipple. “Go on babe, just inhale and try to hold it in your lungs as long as you can, it’s okay if you cough,” he informed me putting the joint to my lips. I inhaled my first toke of weed ever on St. Paul street in full view of anyone who wanted to see, but in the early still dark dawn hours there was no one about to see. I coughed like all first timers, but my new friend pulled out a small rectangular green bottle from his back pocket, and had me take another shot of something called Jägermeister, before taking several more hits as we reached a tight alley way between a row of townhouses. He guided me down the dark alley to a basement entrance. First unlocking the outer gate and then door, before pushing me in and down a couple steps to a small living room and kitchen area. A small torch lamp dimly lit the room. On the coffee table, there was a large glass bong and a tray of more weed, along with a long glass pipe with a small bowl and a large bubble behind it and a long-curved stem. “Have a seat and get comfortable, while I grab us a couple of Gatorades,” he said pulling off his tee shirt and tossing it on a chair across the room, and kicking off his shoes. I sat down on the couch and tried to focus on what was going on. I had never been this fucked up in my life and I was enjoying it. My host returned holding a couple of open bottles of Gatorade with the rest of his clothes tossed over his arm. He set the bottles down before tossing all his clothes on the chair with his shirt. “I said you should make yourself comfortable he said handing me my drink. I couldn’t take my eyes off his thick, uncut, hard, dripping eight-plus inch cock hanging right in front of me from his shaved crotch. He definitely would be the biggest I had ever taken. Next thing I knew he had dropped down to his knees between my legs and was unzipping my jeans. “up,” was all he said pulling first my jeans along with my underwear and socks off. He gathered up my clothes and shoes tossing them over with his clothes. “You won’t be needing those for a while,” he smirked at me. “Very nice,” he said sitting down and grabbing the long-curved pipe. He opened a small box and selected a small white rock. “Watch how it’s done,” he smiled at me. I watched as he passed the heavy lighter slowly back and forth until the small bulb began to fill with thick white smoke. He inhaled deeply, holding it for what seemed like ages before exhaling. He turned to me and began to build up more smoke in the chamber, before telling me to start inhaling until he either told me to stop or I couldn’t take anymore. I cleared the chamber twice before he set the pipe down and handed me a blue-diamond shaped pill followed by a green smiley-faced one. I didn’t even think to ask what they were until I swallowed them. “Those are fuck vitamins,” he chuckled, refilling the pipe, then handing it to me. “This is fuck smoke,” he smiled at me, before keeping me smoking it until the white rock was gone. I never felt more alive and energized, and horny. I stared openly at his magnificent, leaking uncut cock. “See it’s already working,” he chuckled, using a thumb to force down his cock. “Suck it, baby, I know you want to, so give it some love,” he said reaching out and pulling me down between his spread legs. “Show me how much you want my stinger up your sweet boy cunt, Then, maybe I’ll give you what you need,” he grinned, grabbing a handful of my hair, and pulling me to his waiting cock. I’d never been dominated or controlled in my short sex life, and I’d never been more turned on than I could have ever imagined. Anything he wanted me to do I would hasten to obey, wanting his approval and his cock. I stuck out my tongue and began to worship his dripping cock. Slowly licking and slurping the large plum-like gland that was beginning to stick out from its hood. I used my tongue all over and under his cock trying to show him how much I wanted his cock. After a while he grabbed my hair yanking hard enough to force me to open my mouth, at which point he shoved his dick in my mouth. “Now suck it properly,” he said beginning to face fuck me, forcing more and more of his cock in my throat. In no time, he was trying to force it down my throat. “Just breath through your nose and just relax your throat babe, you’re making me feel really good, and soon I’ll be ready to make you feel even better with my fuck-stick,” he grinned at me as I looked up at him. I started to pull off to say something when I noticed he was filming me with his smartphone. “Don’t worry babe, it’s all good, everyone isn’t gonna see you being a proper lil’ slut boy, just me and maybe a couple of friends,” he chuckled forcing his cock all the way down my throat to his musky, sweaty, shaved crotch. “Show my nuts some lov’n babe,” he commanded me yanking me by my hair off his cock and down on his shaved, smooth balls. I did, as commanded, I showed those cum-filled balls all the love I had shown his cock, and he loved it, sliding down on the coach so to expose his hole to me. All he did was point with his chin and I began to work my way down to his hole. I’ve enjoyed getting rimmed, but I never really cared to perform it, but here I now was doing it because I was told to and I couldn’t get enough of his hole. The sweaty, musky, manly odor drove me insane. By the sounds he was making I was doing a wonderful job, which made me proud I could please him like that with my mouth. “Break time babe,” he panted at me, yanking my head out of his ass. “Yeah, you like that don’t you baby?” He asked me, I licked my lips and nodded yes. “Fuck smoke break, babe,” he smiled at me. “Yeah, you’re just a lil’ chem, fuck boy, cumslut aren’t you babe.” Again, without thinking nodded yes, he had me and knew it. “Is this your first time being a lil’ chem piggy?” I didn’t know what to say, but yes. I had never felt this good or had this much fun during sex. “Oh sweetie, you’re going to have the best time today,” he smiled at me handing the glass pipe again and big lighter. “Blow some clouds babe, you need to get nice and tweaked for our play time.” In the meantime, he got up and went over to his laptop and fooled around with it before turning on his TV. Suddenly porn began playing on the TV from the laptop. “I thought you might like something to get you into the mood,” he chuckled taking the pipe from me and taking a big hit, before returning it to me. I was really flying by this time, and hornier than I have been in my life. There was a growing itch in my hole, and the amateur porn we were now watching wasn’t helping things. Some twink, who looked barely eighteen, was taking a pounding like a well-practiced whore in someone’s bedroom. “Time babe to get you ready for a ride,” he smirked at me, twisting me around so he had access to my ass, while I could keep watching the porn playing on his TV. I dropped my head to the couch cushion and started to moan, as his talented tongue first began licking and then began probing my insides making me moan. One or two of the guys I’d been with previously had rimmed me, but nothing like this. He certainly knew what he was doing and I had no complaints. Before I knew it, he had switched from rimming me to fingering my hole. The warming lube he used to finger me seemed a little warmer than I was used to, because it burned at first, before morphing into the most incredible pleasure. I can’t remember when I ever felt that desperate to get fucked before, but between my moaning I began to beg for his cock. “One more thing I need to do to prime your lil’ boy puss before we get started,” he chuckled. Next thing I felt was a rough, small object pushed in my ass and a burning sensation. “SHIT THAT HURTS,” I gasped, feeling him rub it all around my colon. A brief time later, the pain began to morph as the warming lube had done before, leaving me with an itch, which became a desire, which became a need. I soon found myself pushing back to get more of his finger, no fingers inside me. I moaned and begged for more. “Yeah babe, you’ve got a nice hungry cunt now,” he chuckled smacking my ass hard, which caused me to moan. “Yeah babe, you want it, now don’t you?” He asked as he scooted up on the couch closer to my ass and began to tease me with his large dripping gland. He would push slightly against it, just hard enough to make me push back against it in an attempt to get him to fuck me. I wanted his dick in the worse way. “Please fuck me, I NEED IT!” I begged him, as I began to lose my mind, needing his dick in the worse way. “You sure you want it?” he asked teasingly, knowing I was his to do as he wanted. “YES! PLEASE! OH GOD! PLEASE FUCK ME!” I begged this man, who I realized I had never even gotten his name, to fuck me. I didn’t care what his name even was, so long as he fucked me with his beautiful cock. He slid two fingers back into my hungry hole, as he leaned down to my ear and whispered, “I’m going to fuck you so good.” He continued teasing my ear, and leaving me panting with need and lust, “Then I’m going to pump my first load in a week, inside your hot pussy and breed you like the bitch you are,” he said tweaking me sensitive, hard nipples, making me buck back against him. “But…but…I…only…use…rubbers, I’m…clean,” I panted as he continued revving me up beyond anything I been before in my life. “Not anymore,” he chuckled, thrusting forward hard, impaling me on half his raw cock. I had barely begun to process what he said to me when, he pulled out to the ridge of his gland, before thrusting forward and burying his cock completely in my ass. “OH GOD!” I moaned in pleasure, having never experienced anything like what was now happening to me. His cock seemed to slide effortlessly in and out of me as he began to long dick me from the start. Fucking had never felt like this with rubbers. “See babe, I knew you would like it raw,” he chuckled pulling completely out before slapping my ass cheeks hard, and then slamming all the way back in and then repeated his action several more times. I couldn’t form any words, drool flowed from my mouth as he pounded me like a porn star slut. All that mattered to me was he continued to fuck me. My mind knew I wasn’t having safe sex, but I couldn’t care, this felt better than anything I had ever felt before. I now understood why the lax player had been pissed at me. I could feel every inch and bump and vein on his cock and it was amazing. “Yeah slut, you like it raw, now don’t you?” All I could do was nod, only grunts and moans were all I could make. Suddenly he pulled completely out, before grabbing my legs and flipping me on my back. I looked up into his grinning face, and whimpered in need to have his cock inside me again. Pushing my legs back towards my ears, he mounted me again causing me to moan as I resumed my place as his fuck toy. “Shit babe, I love turning you college boys into sluts for raw cock and cum,” he smirked, as sweat glistened on both of us. I loved the feeling and sounds of his shaved balls slapping against my hairless ass. He leaned down and bit first one then the other of my hard nipples, driving me to even greater heights of lust and pleasure. “FU…CK…ME…YE…S…HAR…D…ER!” I managed to finally force out of my throat. He began to thrash fuck me, pulling completely out before slamming balls deep back inside me. “TAKE…MY…DIRTY…SEED!” He panted repeatedly rabbit fucking me. “SHIT! YES!!! TAKE…IT…ALL!!!!” He shouted as I felt him swell, and begin to pulse, as he ground against me. I could feel each and every shot of his jizz, coat my insides. “You’re…mine…forever,” he panted leaning down to kiss me for the first time. “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. Note- I hope you like this new story, I kind of lost my motivation for first story on here.

**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 - Sam's New Job Sam's money was gone and he definitely needed a job. His latest rent was still unpaid, so now any place had to be accepted. Sam's daily route passed the window of a sex shop, where Sam had already seen an advertisement a couple of weeks ago. The advertisement was looking for an organizer for a part-time employment relationship. Sam decided to go and ask if the position was still open and what skills would be needed. Sam was a 24-year-old, slightly overweight and medium-sized young man. Sam studied mathematics at university and he had only had sex with a few of his boyfriends. Always safely. The last relationship had already broken up half a year ago, so no one had been inside Sam for more than half a year. Sam is 100% bottom. Sam arrived at the sex shop and nervously went in to ask what was expected of the organizer. George, the owner of the sex shop, studied Sam and asked a few questions. In the end, George concluded that the role of organizer is a good fit for Sam. The task requires precision, so Sami, as a university student, will definitely succeed in it. George said that the task of the organizer is to participate in the organization of the weekly Thursday Roulettes. Sam already had time to think that perhaps studying mathematics is also useful in the roulettes organized. George asked Sam if he could start right away. Today is Tuesday, so Sam has plenty of time to join this week's Thursday roulette arrangements. George showed Sam the back room where the computer is used to manage the arrangements. The registrations will be sent to the email, which Sam should follow up. The registration period ends every week on Wednesday at 12 noon. Sam must always list the registered people in two different columns, one for bottoms and the other for tops. Sam must contact all the registered people personally and confirm their HIV status and make sure they are not using prep. The age of the bottoms must also be recorded in the list of registered participants. All HIV positive and using prep bottoms should be rejected. Sami must also confirm the HIV status from the top and those who are positive must be asked if they are taking medication. For positive unmedicated patients, Sam should record in the list what their viral load count is. At this stage, no top is rejected, but the accompanying information must be accurately recorded in the list. Next, George said that after the registration period ends, 8 bottoms will be selected from the list in order of age, meaning that the 8 youngest can always join. The next two are notified that they are on reserve. Choosing tops is a bit more complicated, but 10 are always chosen. First, 8 negative ones are chosen, but if the number is not full, then more tops are chosen that are medicated. Finally, the two tops with the two highest viral load counts are selected. When all the choices have been made, Sam should inform all the chosen ones that they have to come here to take an HIV rapid test on Thursday between 10 am and 2 pm. Sam should ensure that only the two selected positive tops show positive test results. If the test result of someone selected is incorrect, then Sam must look at the alternate person on the list and ask him to come and be tested immediately. When all the tests are done and show the right result, it's Sam's job to make sure that everyone knows to come to the right place, at the right time. Thursday roulettes are organized on the outskirts of the city in an industrial area, where a small industrial hall is rented. Thursday roulettes always start at exactly 18:00, when everyone must be there and ready. There are two doors in the hall, of which the bottoms use the one with the big 0 and the tops use the door with the 1. Sam's job is to receive the bottoms. Bottoms must take off their clothes completely. No more than socks and jockstraps can be left on. There are 8 fucking benches in a row in the room. Sam's job is to tie the bottoms to each one of the benches. The order of the bottoms does not matter. Meanwhile, the tops come off in another room. Naturally, the tops get to choose what to wear. But if someone has any tattoos or other marks that reveal their HIV status, they must be hidden. The idea is precisely that all tops look equal. When the clock strikes 18, the tops are let into the room where the bottoms are waiting. After that, all the tops can freely fuck the asshole that is free and that they want to fuck. There are only two absolute rules: 1. no rubbers. 2. the sperm must always go into the bottoms asshole. Roulette continues as long as even one top can fuck. It is desirable that each top inseminates at least two different holes, but that is up to the tops themselves. Sam stared at George with wide eyes. "But doesn't that run the risk of the virus from the viral tops moving on and infecting an innocent bottom?", Sam asked George. "What innocent bottom? They're all chasers," said George.

This is another continuation of one of my earlier stories... Best Western 3 So last time I posted I had just got a message from the twink guy that he was pregnant. So today I called and got a reservation at the same Best Western in Round Rock. I messaged him back to let him know I'd send him the room number when I got checked in. I also sent a message to the POZ top to let him know I was carrying on the work of spreading his strain. I wasn't expecting to hear back from the POZ top because I figured it would be unlikely that he would be back in Austin again so soon, but surprisingly I got a message back from him in less than an hour saying "I'm still in town because of business. Message me the room number when you are ready". I didn't let the twink know that the POZ top would also be there because I wanted it to be a surprise. Anyway, I was very excited as I drove to the Best Western and checked in. The lady behind the desk gave me a wink and said "Welcome back". She knew from my driver's license that I lived only a few miles away so I am sure she guessed why I was here. I said "Thanks, I really enjoyed my last stay here". Her reply was a big smirk and "Yeah, I bet it wasn't because of our fabulous complementary breakfast. We got some comments from the neighboring rooms so I went and listened myself. Wish I could have watched." I told her that I wouldn't mind because I love being watched, but I'd have to ask my guests. She said "Let me know, I'm off in 10 minutes". I went to the room and got set up and cleaned myself out. I heard a knock on the door and the POZ top was there so I let him in. I asked him about the desk lady and he said "she can watch as long as she stays in the bathroom and doesn't make any noise. I called the front desk and relayed the message. She said she would be there in a few minutes. It wasn't long until there was another knock. It was the desk lady. I let her in and she went to the bathroom to wait. While we were waiting for the twink and his friend to show up I got on my knees and started sucking the POZ top hard. I could hear the lady in the bathroom giggle as I took the big dick in my mouth. The POZ top said "Hey, you gotta do better than that!". She said "Sorry, I'll try". I figured that pretty soon the only sounds people would hear would be raw man sex so it wouldn't matter. About 15 minutes later another knock so the POZ top pulled his dick out of my hungry mouth and answered the door. The twink was there with his friend, also a thin twinky guy. He said he was pleasantly surprised to see the POZ top was there. I knew he would be. What surprised me was that the twink's friend dropped to his knees and took my little cock in his mouth. I'm not used to getting that kind of treatment but the twink told me his friend liked older guys like myself and the POZ top too. He then got on his knees as well and they started taking turns on me as the POZ top was inspecting their tight asses with a lubed finger. Pretty soon he pulled the new twink off my cock and forced him down on all fours, ramming his dick into the tight hole causing the bottom to yelp which he quickly stifled. The POZ top started really pounding him then. Following my mentor's example I also turned around the first twink and slid my cock into his already lubed hole and started giving him all he was worth. The two bottoms were facing each other with looks of pleasure on their faces and they started making out. Man was that a hot sight to see. I could tell the POZ top enjoyed it also because his thrusting started to increase in pace and I could tell by the look on his face he was about to blow a huge charged load deep into the tight hole his dick was working. Sure enough in about a minute he hilted himself and started to groan out. The sight and sound of that pushed me over the edge and I also pumped my tainted seed into the already pregnant twink. As both myself and the POZ top pulled our dripping cocks out I could smell the raw sex... and I heard muffled moans and the sound of busy fingers from the bathroom. Well... she was trying to be quiet. Anyway, nobody but me seemed to notice, or at least they didn't say anything. It wasn't long until the first twink, who had been continuing to make out with his friend, flipped him on his back on the bed and took his legs over his shoulders and slid his cock into the hole that had been well used by the POZ top. He started working on depositing his newly charged seed as well. Before I knew it, the POZ top also pushed me down over the edge of the bed and started working on his second hot load to shoot into my ass. I was in a state of bliss as my hole was worked good and hard by the POZ top making me grunt softly with each thrust. Both the POZ top and the first twink came at the same time, groaning with pleasure as their dicks pulsed. As the POZ top and the two twinks got dressed to leave, the new twink said how much he enjoyed having his cherry taken. Both myself and the POZ top were surprised, and the POZ top asked "You mean your POZ load cherry?". The new twink looked surprised and said "No, I'd never been fucked before". The first twink laughed and said "I didn't tell you that this was a Conversion Party!". The new twink's jaw dropped and he turned white... but as he recovered he said. "Well, I guess that shouldn't have surprised me". I want to do it again soon. The POZ top thanked the first twink for helping spread his strain. The twink replied "My pleasure". That made me smile. After the other guys had left, the desk lady came out of the bathroom, obviously a little discheveled. "WOW! That was HOT! You didn't tell me that this was a Conversion Party either!" I love watching gay porn and pozzing porn is the hottest! That really surprised me, but it turned me on to know. As she also left she said "I can't wait for you guys to come back again". I couldn't either.

I've had guys last so long my legs started to cramp and I've had a guy slide his dick in, moan and shoot his load without even thrusting. But on average I'd say tops last about 10-15 minutes inside me, which is nice as long as it's a passionate fuck. My boyfriend can go up to an hour or more, especially if he's eaten a couple Blue Chews.

okay, this is wild, do dreams count? This one did for me, i woke up from it about an hour ago and it is still with me, so i thought i'd share it with all of You/you. i was in a restroom stall of sorts, the stall was large, like one of those handicapped stalls and the door was open, so it was in anyones view. i was kneeling and just finishing sucking a Mans Cock and a Man who was with a woman walk in and head into the stall and we were all standing the two Men near me and the woman was sort of in the background. my sense in the dream was that during the momentary standing around 'pecking order' was being determined. The Man Who had just arrived with the woman came over to me (we were still all standing) and turned me around, pulled my jeans down to just above my knees and came up behind me and slid His Cock into me. And that is what woke me up, i could feel His Cock as it went in and i was close to having an orgasm (literally, i would have had a wet dream had i not woken up). The mind is so amazing, i teach patients all the time that "pain is all in the brain," and i thought of that as i woke this morning, how the sensations of fucking are also in the brain. Dreams can be so revealing, they can reveal things like what we deeply want, or are worried about, or_________, but they often reveal our root needs/desires. This one was so mind funky for me, very exposing of my sub side. The thing that i was feeling so keenly in the dream was my position in the order (these words sound way to clinical, it felt incredible and is a big part of what was bringing me to orgasm). The Alpha Man was breeding me in front of the Man Who's cock i'd just sucked (and somehow i knew the new Man knew this) and was taking full possession of me in front of both the other Man and the woman. I've never had or experienced a thought about a Man breeding me in front of a woman... not something i would consciously want at all, but in the dream, it was as if they were all there to demonstrate my position in the order of things, and as i felt that, i almost came. Wow, that was profound.

Yesterday, probably around 5 minutes each. Two of them fucked for a bit longer and dumped massive loads in me, with a third slipping in right after the other and fucking me for a few minutes before adding his own.

I wouldn't mind fresh from the cob- but the few times I froze some of my own cum and then broke it out of the freezer and tasted it, it always seemed to have taken on a freezer burn type of flavor. And the thawed cum seemed to have separated out some, with a watery layer, some thicker fluid, and a base in the bottom. Now, who do I have to blow to get 10 to 20 guys all willing to feed me their loads in rapid succession?

well, they are likely hungry bottoms, and you list as a TOP, so the mere chance of a true top at the tubs or ABS would be the motivation to get off the apps and go, tho if you are already there, they know they have lost the chance, since hosing out and getting " ready" ( now, which chi- chi jock should I wear, etc) will mean you will have been swarmed by all the bottoms, gotten off, and will be gone before they can get there. Or, the other option might be they want you to stop doing what you went there for ( real, human interpersonal sweaty sex and cruising) and provide them with a detailed run down of who is there, how is the energy, is it worth going, or the kicker- if you are at the tubs- do you want to leave and come to my place for a few minutes? Oy!

I know, right. It makes me wanna top.

Back to the sauna today and fortunately the first fuck happened quite quickly. Although I started on my knees, with my arse out as usual, I realised there was a bit of activity going on behind me. I stood up and saw (as much as you can see in a darkroom) a few guys wanking. I grabbed one guy's cock, which was large ands thick. Fucking perfect. I whispered into his ear to tell him I wanted to sit on it. He instantly gave me the go ahead, so I lubed it up and backed onto it. Being the first fuck of the day and the size of it, it hurt a little at first, but once it was all the way up me I opened up and away he went. It was a really hot fuck, with me bent over in the middle of the room. I managed to find a hard surface to grab with one hand, so I didn't fall over, while I reached behind me and held him close to me. After a good while, his breathing fastened and he let loose with a lovely hot jet of cum inside me. A bit later on (longer than I had hoped), a fairly similar situation occurred. Again, I was in the darkroom and I got hold of the guy's cock (even longer and thicker than the earlier guy) and whispered in his ear. Next thing I was again bent over in the middle of the room (just managing to balance myself on a bit of the wall that was jutting out) being fucked senseless. I'd been thinking of the poll I recently created, about verbal. All of the noises were natural and I felt the mood was right to ask him to load me. After a pretty decent time pounding me, he murmured that was was close to cumming, so I said "please cum inside me". Thankfully he did just that, with it dripping down my leg as he pulled out. THEN, something that has never happened occurred. There was another guy next to us, during the fucking, obviously watching. I managed to wank him a few times. Again, lovely cock, although not as big as the guy in me. Much to my surprise but definitely my pleasure, as soon as the monster cock guy pulled out, this other guy grabbed my hips and slid his cock inside me. I realised he must have been wanking for a while and wanted a hoke to load, because it was only a few minutes before I heard and felt him loading me too. After he pulled out and walked away, I steadied myself then felt underneath to check out the cum in my arse. I was fucking dripping and very happy!

Lucky Jeff!

This is hot

I didn’t realize there was an apartment attached to the Gulch. I was there one night, and the clerk on duty was a 26 or 28 year old skater punk. He invited me back when he went off shift. Instead of earning a full salary, he also had use of the apartment there. We spend the next 10 or 12 hours doing very inappropriate things.

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

You guys sound like perfect couple! Hope many years of load taking for the two of you together! Cheers!

PART 5: John I honestly didn't know what to think. In a very short order I had met an incredible man, huge cock and poz, then taken two of his loads deep in me. Now I was about to venture into what had only been a fantasy until this moment. My man's good friend John was heading over put his bare poz cock in me while my man takes pictures. I was ecstatic. After cleaning up a little Robert and I settled down on the couch and watched some porn. We both had our robes on still but my legs were spread apart, with one leg over Roberts leg. Robert's hand was down past my balls with a finger slowly touching my hole. this kept me slowly moving my hips. We were both fully engrossed in the fuck scene we were watching when the knock on the door came. "That must be John", Robert said as he rose to get the door. I could see his cock sticking out of the front of the robe. No doubt John will notice as well. John and Robert hugged briefly then John pulled back and pulled Robert's robe apart showing his big cock. "Been having fun while I was on my way?" as he laughed. "Not really, just watching some porn while we waited. Want to join us and would you like a glass of wine?". Robert asked. "Yes to both". I stood up and extended my hand to John. "fuck that Tim, come on in" is all John said as he pulled me in for a close hug, his hand went immediately to my robe hem line and cupped my ass cheek. I quickly looked at Robert. Robert just smiled and headed off to the kitchen. John and I finally parted and I stepped back to allow John to get by me and sit on the couch. As I moved back I saw John entirely. He was wearing a tshirt and loose fitting gym shorts. I could see his cock getting hard in his shorts and a clear wet spot of precum. John sat down on the couch, near end and I sat in my middle cushion where I was with Robert. "Thank you for the pictures Tim, incredible ass you have", John said all the while there were fuck scenes playing in front of us. It seems our attention was drawn to John's cock in his shorts. "you are welcome" is all I could say. Robert returned with John's glass of wine and said, "I see you two are getting acquainted", while looking at John's shorts. John thanked Robert for the wine and adjusted his hardening cock in his shorts. "Thank you so much for inviting me over. I was just telling Tim how hot I think his ass is, you are one lucky fucker Robert". Robert was back sitting by me on the couch and I had opened my robe and put my leg over his leg again, and once more Robert's finger found my aching hole. "oh I know for sure John, but thank you" John asked how we met and asked we not leave any details out. Both Robert and I elaborated on the day, our view points on what happened. Some times there were very intimate details shared, almost enough to make me blush. By the end of our story I was staring at Robert while he talked to John. my hand had his big cock out and Roberts finger was in me. John then asked the obvious, "Tim are you poz?" I turned to John now, and suddenly noticed his big cock was out, hard, and leaking profusely as we talked. His hand was slowly stroking his cock so my focus went immediately there. without even looking John in the eyes, but rather staring at his cock and precum, "No, I am still neg John". John continued, "I hope you don't mind me asking, but did you let Robert cum in you today?" "yes, twice so far". at this point John had to stop stroking his cock and he let go as I watched it just jerk all by itself, so fucking hot. "again, you lucky fucker Robert". John wrapped his hand around his cock again and slowly milked out a flow of precum. I looked at Robert, "can I baby". Robert just smiled and said yes. I swung my leg off of Robert and bent down towards John's big cock. I had to start sucking on that cock immediately to catch his flowing precum. While I put my mouth on his swollen cock, my other hand reached down to hold his full big balls. I took my mouth off of his cock, "are your balls full John." "yes Tim, very fucking full of my hot cum" I went back down on John immediately hearing that. Soon I felt something cool being applied to my ass and hold, more lube. Robert was behind me naked now and guiding his hard black cock towards my hole. As Robert's thick cock penetrated me again I moaned while swallowing John's cock. I took my mouth off of John's cock so I could moan out loud and tell my man what I needed! "oh fuck baby, I love your cock, please fuck me.". I reached back and pulled my ass open more so Robert could get further in me! John got up and undressed completely and leaned over to help me spread my ass open further. "You can really take Robert's cock, can't you boy?" I looked John in the eye, "I love it so much". Robert slowly pulled all the way out of me and I could once again fell that open sensation only he can give me. "get on all fours for John baby, give him your pussy, for me". I quickly got on all fours for John, very close to where I was before when Robert fucked me and used my ass. "Tim, do you want a condom with me?" "no, please fuck me raw, please now" "good boy" is what John said as he moved in close and guided his hard cock towards my wet hole. John slid his cock head past my ring and unlike Robert, kept on going until he was balls deep in me! Here I was in my fantasy position. John had his hands on my hips, cock buried all the way in me and my man was pulling my ass apart and sharing every detail about my ass taking John's cock. It was so fucking amazing. John continued to slide in and out of me, not fucking me hard, but not slowing. Robert spoke up, "fucking amazing Tim, John's cock is covered in precum and my load. I can't wait to slide in after John is done using your ass." I just moaned in response. "Fuck Robert, your boy's ass feels so good. I really need to fuck tonight and this is more than I needed, so fucking good" John said as his big balls were slapping my balls. "I need to cum Tim, are you ready for my big load?" "yes sir, please give me your hot cum, I need it deep in me" "that's it boy, take my big cock. I need to go deep and give you my poz seed, are you ready? mmmmm...here it comes." John pushed as deep as he could and I felt jet after jet, after jet, of his hot cum explode in me. Normally while being fucked 'feeling' cum for a man is something you imagine, as it rarely happens, but with these two gorgeous top men I have felt every load in me, especially John. John kept pumping in me.I reached under me and held his big balls as he came. So hot. He was actually shaking while emptying his balls in to to me. "ready to get in here Robert?". John slowly pulled his deflating cock out of my cunt. I felt them shifting around as Robert got behind me for one more fuck. "Tim, I can see John's load in you, I am going to fuck it in deeper" as Robert slid in just as John did, one long slow stroke. Robert's big cock automatically got my cock leaking...which is just amazing! John moved around towards my head on the couch. I looked up and saw his soft cock, which was still leaking, and I looked into John's eyes and opened my mouth. John understand and bend to slowly feed his cock to my mouth. I loved the taste of his cum, Robert's cum, and my ass juices. I slowly kissed and licked him clean. "Thank you Tim, fuck you are hot". Robert continued to slide in and out of my worn ass, big cock plunging in deeper and deeper. I could hear the wetness now over my moans and Robert's heavy breathing! John asked, "Robert can I take pictures of you fucking him?". "fuck yes" is all Robert could say John got his phone really quick and started capturing Robert making love to his white ass! mmmm my head was turned and I just stared at John's swinging soft cock. amazing. Both of these men were so amazing and my ultimate fantasy in men. "damn I got some good ones Robert, you should cum in him and pull out so I can capture that", John said "fuck yes Tim, I need to cum again". Robert started really fucking me hard now, long strokes with his massive cock. I felt ass though my second ring was being spread open over and over. Robert moaned loudly, drove his cock in deep and came again. Instead of leaving his draining cock in me, Robert pulled out all the way leaving my hole open for John to take pictures of. "fuck that is hot" as John took pictures and pictures. After a few more pictures, John patted my ass and thanked me for allowing him to watch that. I was still panting from my fucking, but managed to get out "of course John, thank you for taking them for us, I can't wait to look at them" We sat around and had more conversation. Talking about what just happened and how we felt about it, turns out everything was perfect and these fine gentlemen knew exactly what they wanted and completed respected each other. I loved that. Soon it was time for John to go, as he got up and got dressed. I had to watch that swinging cock once again as he got dressed, all the while leaning into Robert feeling his heat against me. "Well you two, I will let you be, but I want to thank you very much, first to you Robert for sharing Tim with me". John reached down and squeezed his now semi hard cock. "and Tim, you have such a hot ass, I hope we can do this again one day". I stood, still naked, and hugged John tightly, feeling his growing cock against my leg. "Thank you John, for coming over and sharing yourself with me, I know we both loved it". I felt Robert's fingers tracing through my still wet ass. John patted my ass cheek and smiled. That night I stayed with Robert and we actually slept very hard that night. My ass was a mess after taking Robert three times and John once. Four loads of poz cum in me, something serious to contemplate.

as im just a toy for dom top men if he wants to use me ill let him use me as a cock sleeve

The Cab Driver Takes His Fare in Trade The heat in the old, beat up taxicab hit me like a hammer, as did the smell of smoke, sweat, and man funk. The back seat sunk a bit as I climbed in and the front seat was pushed so far back I had to struggle to get my feet in. The cab was filthy. The front seat was covered with a ton of papers and there was trash on the floor in back. Damn! It was 4:30 a.m., and I had been waiting for a taxi for almost 40 minutes and was already pissed off as I was having to head home after a weekend full of bare dick and lots of cum. I was also a little wet as the weather had turned cold, and there was a light mist coming down. It had been a while since I had seen Derrick the first time as told in the story “Fun at the seedy motel.” (https://breeding.zone/threads/12672-Fun-at-the-Seedy-Motel?highlight=seedy+motel) Derrick was back in town and staying at the same seedy motel off New York Ave. and he had just spent the weekend sharing my ass with several other big raw dicks. That’s a story for later, for now, as the driver put the cab in gear and headed out of the parking lot, I could only regret that I had to leave and get back home to get ready for work. As the street lights showed through the car windows, and the cum in my ass continued to work itself in, my thoughts were interrupted when the cab driver asked, “Do you mind if I smoke?” “I don’t care, go ahead,” I said. I took a look at the cabbie now. He was about 40, jet black hair, looked like he may be Indian, or Pakistani, nice beard, and a thick accent. Smoke filled the cab as he exhaled and said, “So you been partying tonight? Going home now? You know that motel is a pretty bad place?” I was in no mood for playing 21 questions and rudely replied, “Yeah, I know it’s bad, that’s why I was there. I was there partying and taking as much big raw dick as I could find and now I have to head home, but am still horny as fuck!” The cabbie looked in the rearview mirror at me and did not reply, and I just stared out the window feeling frustrated. I was not really paying attention when the cab stopped at a corner, turned, and then immediately went through a chain linked fence gate into a large parking lot. I sat up, wondering where we were and said, “Hey man, is this a short cut or something?” The cabbie did not answer as we drove past a bunch of commuter buses, a line of taxicabs and some other vehicles. He turned left and stopped at the end of a row of buses and turned the cab off. The cabbie opened his door, got out, shut his door, then opened the driver’s side back seat door and climbed in back with me. The cabbie immediately unzipped his pants, pulled them down his hips a little bit and said, “Come on, suck me.” Awesome! I was so dick hungry and wasted no time as I gobbled his dick up and started sucking him good. His dick was nice and meaty, long foreskin, and really hairy with hair coming half way up the shaft. I had to keep stopping and pulling hair out of my teeth and finally said fuck it, and just focused on sucking him. The cabbie leaned back, placed his right hand on the back of my head and began bucking his hips to feed me his dick. I was massaging his big hairy balls, which were now pulled up tight and I knew he was getting ready to cum. I wanted his cum in my ass, but any load was better than none, so I opened wide and swallowed his nutt deep. He moaned loudly as I milked his dick, forcing his balls to give me more. When I was satisfied he was done cumming, I started to pull off his dick, but he pushed my head back down and said, “No, get me hard. I can go again.” No problem there, I made myself a little more comfortable and got back to work, enjoying the cabbie’s nice uncut raw dick. By now the windows of the cab were totally fogged up, but I was not concerned at all about being caught. The place seemed quiet and who cared anyways, all I could think about was more dick. In a few minutes he was fully hard again and I focused on working my tongue around his dick head, which seemed really sensitive. As I was flicking my tongue in his piss slit, he pushed my head away, hiked up his pants and said, “Come on.” I crawled out of the back seat of the cab, closed the door, and followed the cabbie around the front of the taxi, to the side of the last bus in the row. He stepped between the bus and chain linked fence, had me step around him, and then he pulled open the bus door, which was already slightly ajar. By the time I got into the bus, the cabbie was already dropping his pants and his big uncut dick was ready and waiting. I started to get on my knees when the cabbie said, “No.” I stopped, not sure what he wanted or meant, but took a chance, dropped my pants, and presented him ass. My white ass shown like the moon in the pale light inside the bus, and I put my hands on the back of the seats on other side of the aisle and bent over as far as I could. “Do you still have cum up there?” the cabbie asked, “Tell me how they fucked you. Tell me how you were bad. Tell me about their cum.” “I have so much cum in my ass,” I told the cabbie, “They fucked me over and over just to lube me up for you. Want to feel their cum? Want to fuck me? Want to shoot your cum up there too?” The cabbie answered by pulling my cheeks apart and rubbing his dick around my wet hole. He reached down and I turned and saw him fishing around in his pants pocket as he pulled out a condom and stood up and began tearing it open. “No man,” I said. “No condom, just fuck me raw, I want to feel you push their cum deeper and then I want yours too, PLEASE – then I will suck you again, I promise, I will lick you clean.” The cabbie hesitated, so I said, “Think how good it will feel to just fuck it. I bet it has been a long time since you felt a nice hot hole milk your dick, hasn’t it. Just try it. Stick it in and if you don’t like then we can stop and you can put that on.” I bent back over, pulled my cheeks apart, and waited as the cabbie thought about what I said. What was he thinking about? His wife? The risk? I didn’t care, I just wanted it bareback and started moving my ass around a bit as my hunger heated up. I reached back, found his still raw dick. He did not stop me. I lined his now very hard dick up with my wet hole. He did not stop me. I slid my hand away and backed up on his raw dick, hearing it plop into my wet ass. He did not stop me. Now I began to work my hole and ride his dick. The cabbie grabbed the seats as I rode his dick bareback. His moaning and groaning told me he would not be stopping so I focused on flexing my hole and giving him some ass to remember. I thought he would last a while since I had swallowed a huge load already, but he didn’t, and soon his breathing and moaning picked up its pace. “Give me your cum, that’s it, that’s it, add your load to my ass, come on, give it to me, give it to me!” The cabbie tensed and without saying a word his dick swelled and he gave me a hot sticky load up my ass, so I flexed my ass and rode him, making his breaths came out in little bursts of air. I pulled my dripping ass off his dick, knelt down, and took his whole dick in my mouth to lick him clean. He was still grabbing the back of the bus seats when I finished and stood up. The cabbie let out a big sigh, and I smiled and said, “See, I told you you would enjoy that.” We climbed out of the bus and got back in the taxi. The cabbie lit up a cigarette and was enjoying the afterglow, but I was still horned up and asked, “Can you fuck again? I want some more man.” He shook his head no, but a minute later put his cigarette out, dialed his phone, and started speaking to someone in a language I did not know. The cabbie hung up, lit another cigarette, and by now I was just getting aggravated and wanted to go home. I started to say something when the cabbie interrupted me, “Do you want some more?” Of course I did, I already told him that, but said, “Yeah man, love being fucked and taking cum and would love some more.” He nodded, lit up another cigarette, and when he was about half way though the inside of the taxi was lit up as a set of headlights started coming towards us down the parking lot aisle. The cabbie looked in his rearview mirror, got out of the cab, and when the other car stopped he walked around to the driver’s side. The other car was a taxi too and as they were talking a third taxi pulled up behind the second one and a guy got out to join my cabbie and the other driver. I was not sure what was going on but soon my cabbie came back, opened the back door and said, “My friends, they want to have fun too, “and then in a lower voice, “They want to cum too, no condom. I told them you would ask them wear one, but they should pretend to, and then when you bend over to do it without. OK?” I smiled wide and said, “FUCK YEAH! I can play that.” I climbed back into the bus, pulled my pants off, and bent over. My ass was nice and wet and was about to get some more raw dick from a couple of horny cab drivers. Guess my weekend was going to end pretty well after all and the cabbie better not charge me a fare when he drops me off at home, although I think I will give him a nice tip.

The next day at work, I got a phone call from Dr. Woods. I answered the call and he said, "Hey Rik, how are you doing?" "I'm good. What's up?" I responded. "I know yesterday was a surprise and wasn't want you planned. Are you on board with the treatment plan we discussed?" He must have been at the hospital seeing patients, as I could hear the overhead announcements in the background. That explains the formality of his tone. "Yeah, I am actually. I guess this is something I've wanted for a while, but didn't have the balls to go for it." He replied, "Excellent. I was hoping you would be open to this. Dr. Grant and I took a look at your lab work yesterday after you left your first treatment and your immune system is really strong and can take a beating, if you know what I mean. Are you still interested in the FasTrack blood donation program, or are you going old-school?" Luckily, I have an office at work, because my cock starting getting hard over this conversation in which I was discussing willingly seroconverting, and setting a course for the rest of my life. "Yes, Dr. Woods, I think the FasTrack process makes sense for me. I'm excited to get started and earn my own biohazard tattoo." He replied, "That's great. I was hoping you would say that. I'm going to cancel Friday night, and we'll push that back a week. You will get a Club e-mail inviting you to an event the next Saturday. Three days before that, stop by the office at your convenience and see Teddy. He will give you something to suppress your immune system. It's a safe medication and it will help with the FasTrack process. How's that sound?" "That sound perfect," I replied, adding "I look forward to receiving the e-mail. Thank you, sir." "Thank you, Rik." Later that day, I received the following e-mail: Conversion Club Members - Please accept this invitation to our home next Saturday at 4:00 PM for some light refreshments and some Conversion Club business. We will have the pool warmed up for those who wish to enjoy it. (Leave the bathing suit at home. We'll have the usual clothing check for you.) Conversion Club business starts at 6:00 PM, opening with congratulations to the most recent convertees. In addition we will have three inductees to welcome, one of whom is a FasTrack participant. Justin and I look forward to seeing next Saturday. Brad Woods I left work early that next Wednesday and stopped at the office of Dr. Woods, telling the receptionist Teddy was going to give me an injection. Sure enough, in short order, Teddy called me to the back and had me follow him into his work area where he often draws blood. In a growing medical practice where private rooms are at a premium, he has an open alcove area. He pulled me close and gave me a kiss. His moustache brushed against my lips and felt really hot as, in hushed tones he asked "You're coming on Saturday, right?" "Yeah, I wouldn't miss this for the world!" "You're going to have an amazing time. I can't wait to help you with your treatment plan." I looked down at the growing bulge in his pants. "I can see your willingness to help right now." He looked in my eyes whispered, "I've wanted to poz you for a very long time. When I converted I was going to call you, but I made the decision to wait until my viral load was high enough to make a difference. Giving you my poz load and my blood is an honor." Both of us were hard, but this wasn't the place to do anything about it. He said, "Let's get your shot before I cum in my pants. Here's your Decadron shot. This will knock down your immune system response for the next week. We'll also give you a flu shot today. You might be a little achy. This will keep your immune system preoccupied so Saturday will be a success." "Sounds great. Let's do it." In the following days, I spent some extra time at the gym to make sure my body made a good impression. I cut even more fat out of my diet and went to extra spin classes to lean out further. Saturday around noon, I put my 24" colon snake, my big dildo, and some lube in the shower. I first used the douche hose to make sure my hole was totally cleaned out. I worked the colon snake up inside to confirm everything was out. Then I lubed up the dildo and rode that bad boy for a while, doing my best not to bust a load of cum. Keeping an eye on the time, I pulled out the dildo to see only a little mucus and just a trace of blood. That's perfect. Before getting out of the shower, I put some lube on my hand and worked my fingers up my hole. I've had my fist up my hole several times, and the feeling is awesome. The dildo stretched me out already, and it was fairly short order before my fist made its way inside. After a couple punches and turns, I pushed my hand out. My rosebud was pushed out nicely. Getting dressed, I looked in the mirror and got a look at what my diet and exercise plan achieved. I now have surface veins popping where they were buried before, my arms were veiny before, but you can see them all the way up my arm. My leg veins were showing and my lower abdomen veins were out for the first time. With the temperatures in the 90’s, I drove to the event with the convertible top down in just shorts and flip-flops. The sun felt good and I liked the cruising I got from guys. I arrived at Brad and Justin's place around 4:15. There were about 10 people, all of whom were already fully naked. With a kiss, Brad welcomed me to his home and showed me to the clothing check. Depositing my shorts and flip-flops in a bag, I headed to get a drink, passing Mateo, who looked sexy as fuck. Justin welcomed me with a hug and a kiss, "I'm glad you're here. You're going to have a great time. Hold the sex for after 6:00 PM. Let's get you a drink and introduce you to the Club members." This was a diverse group of guys, anywhere from 19 years old (Mateo) on up. We made our way to the bar area where three other guys were chatting, one of them was Blake. Justin said, "Guys, I want you to meet our FasTrack inductee, Rik. This is Bob, Tracy and Blake." I shook the hands of Bob and Tracy, with a "nice to meet you," and then gave a kiss and a hug to Blake, explaining to the other men "Blake and I have already met." Bob smiled and said, "Define met." Blake smiled and said, "He meant bred." Justin turned to me and asked, "So, what would you like?" "AIDS." "You'll get that in a little bit. What do you want to drink?" I looked at Blake and asked, "What are you having?" "You!" he replied. Giving a light laugh I replied "You'll get that in a little bit. What are you drinking?" "I suggest you can have a beer or bottled water. It’s important to stay hydrated," Blake commented. I was smart enough to take his hint, replying "A water sounds perfect." Blake and I made our way around the place, heading outside to the pool area where the rest of the guys were. Being the new meat, I got the once over from everyone, which I expected. There were cocks of every description ... some big, some smaller, some cut, some uncut, and some pierced. Most of the guys either buzzed or shaved their pubes. Strangely enough, I felt naked not having a biohazard tattoo. Everyone there had one above their cock, and most had one additional one. Some new arrivals were greeted by Brad, and one of them was my college roommate Mike. Holy shit ... when we roomed together, he was one of the biggest condom freaks on campus. He's a beautiful man, tall, dark and handsome. Other than his condom thing, he was a freak sexually. So fucking fun. I excused myself from Blake and went to say hello once he ditched his clothes. He was facing the bar when I approached, so I grabbed his ass and said, "Fancy meeting you at a place like this!" Mike turned around with a smile, "Rik! Great to see you." We hugged briefly and both pulled back to check for tattoos. He didn't have one yet. He was also an inductee. While Mike didn't have a tattoo, his cock was pierced and his nipples were huge ... like bigger than silver dollars and unusually puffy. So fucking sexy. "So looks like we're getting pozzed together. It'll be cool to do this with you!" I remarked. "Yeah, are you the old-school or FasTrack?" One of the biohazard tattoo guys standing around said, "You're the FasTrack one, huh?" I replied "I need to earn my biohazard bad. Hopefully I'll get the fuck flu soon." The biohazard guy smiled in reply, commenting "I'll do my best to help!" I turned back to Mike and said, "I love what your body mods. Your cock looks amazing with a PA ring. So sexy." Brushing my fingers against his puffy nips I added "And these are amazing. Holy fuck they're hot ... dude, how do I get those?" He smiled and said, "Yeah, I love them ... they're so much more sensitive right now, I can cum just by having a guy suck on them. Dr. Woods has me on a couple things to help grow them." "Wow. They're so fucking sexy. I'll talk to Dr. Woods about doing that as well." "Dr. Woods can make your dreams come true," Mike replied with a chuckle, then, changing the subject he asked "How are your parents?" "Good. How about yours?" "They're doing great. I spoke at Stanford and saw your younger brother Tom last week. He fucks like you do!" "Um ... Tommy's straight...." "Only his big uncut cock is arrow-straight, and he fucked me good. He loves my nipples ... great sex. You gotta try him." At this point my brain was racing, but had the common sense to conclude this was not a conversation to entertain at this moment, which was a good call as only a minute or two later the Conversion Club meeting apparently commenced when Teddy came through the group with a bowl of blue pills and yellow pills. "Anyone want a Viagra or Cialis? We also have TriMix injections available if you want one." "Have you ever done TriMix?" Mike asked. "No, I haven't. In fact I've never heard of it," I replied. "The TriMix makes me rock hard for hours," Mike explained. That was an easy call for me: "I'm open to everything today." "Great, let's do it," Mike responded as he gestured to Teddy saying "Rik and I will do the TriMix, Teddy." "We'll do those out by the pool," he explained, calling out to the group, "How many for TriMix?"