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Letting him sleep after several days of hard work gave me a rare chance to give myself a closer look, and, it did not disappoint. Realizing the boy was 18 made me conscious of the fact that I was bound to see changes in my appearance soon enough, but, not today, death - my skin remain smooth and golden, taught over my big muscles, unfairly developed given my lifestyle (thank you, tren), and being 6'5" meant some of my best attributes would be there till the end. This body - and, yes, this big fucking dick - were more than just something to look at and love, they'd been how I paid the bills for the longest time. But, no more - the boy was the breadwinner now. And, holy fuck was he winning big. I'm not much of an accountant, but I know that he had gotten about $500 worth of t up his hole this week, and that we'd made about 20 times that amount in selling up his hole. By day five, he just didn't want to stay up - disappointing, really, there was more $ to be made. But, I relented in the end, and gave him the break he probably deserved. Karma rewarded me for my kindness, however, as I felt my phone buzz and saw a new, wealthy customer was back in the game. "Is he ready? I hadn't placed much hope in getting follow-through from this guy. He was pretty fucking hot himself, and didn't seem like he'd need to pay for sex. Also, he was more than 1000 miles away, and it seemed more likely he was engaging to get some kind of thrill from simply discussing the details of his interest. And the details - wow, they even made me blush, and I've seen a thing or two. "I want him really fucked up. Loosen him up with T, then overload him with g... I want his eyes closed" It didn't seem an especially practical request - if the boy was too sleepy, it might be hard to get him ready for the next customer. But by a happy coincidence, or reward for my generosity, we'd reached that place organically, and that I could profit from it was now just a bonus. "I'll pay $20k" Fuck! This was turning into a good day. I couldn't believe my luck. So much so, I decided to push it a bit more... "20k for him, $5k for me, it's a package deal. Bring your own favors" "ETA 15 minutes. Send ping" I haven't been intimidated in years, but the man that arrived at our door was something else. He had at least two inches on me - and he was even better looking in person. At the rate he was paying, I would have let basically anyone walk through the door. But this guy wasn't someone who needed to pay for sex - he just needed to pay for this kind of sex, and I was happy to oblige. We walked back to the room, and the boy couldn't have done a better job of presenting himself to advantage. He was fully naked, flat on his belly, one knee pulled to his tight midsection, his perfect ass (probably his only well developed muscle) catching the light and presenting itself with confidence. The man-god smiled, and began to strip. For the first time, I began to think my luck had run out - his penis was so fucking thick, I was worried that the boy would wake up, it was bound to hurt, hurt like fuck, even with the abuse he had taken this past week. Somehow, I didn't think this man would be gentle either. "Woah, dude, great cock, but, you know, it seems a little intense..." "Shut the fuck up. Grab my bag" His 'bag' was an incongruous fanny pack, with the usual suspects, and then - of course - some maximum impact. This guy had either done this before, or planned it out for a long time. He had me spray it on a pair of his underwear till soaked, and I was positioned at my boys head, clearly there to make sure he didn't slip too far into consciousness. Man-god took a rock the size of my finger nail and stuck into his piss slit - HAWT! - before shoving his dick into the boys ass - as expected, this lead to an immediate response. "Ow! Dad what's happening? It hurts?" "Shh... here boy, take a good sniff" The maximum impact helped him relax and drift off again, and I saw the face of our client make its first smile. We continued this rhythm for a good 15 minutes, each time the sensation became too intense, I'd give the boy another sniff and he'd fall back asleep... I could only hope that his hole wasn't taking any permanent damage. "Wet that again, I'm ready for part 2" he said "What is part 2..." "I SAID wet it, again, now" I hadn't been told what to do in years, and fuck it if my ass didn't twitch for a second. I got that thought out of my head quick - the boy was special, he could take it. This guy would land me in the ER if I tried to take his dick. When I had his soaked underwear back at the boys head, I began to realize what part 2 was, and I almost passed out myself. His massive cock was briefly out of the boys hole, though still connected by a thick strand of - cum? he had somehow cum and kept going? It was soon replaced by his fingers, and then, probably the biggest fist I'd ever seen. Still, it was probably only *slightly* larger than the girth of his dick, and the boy didn't react too much more than he had been prior. "Good boy!" the man-god said, his smile now broad and persistent, as he proceeded to punch in and out, in between revealing the most insane gape I had ever seen. "I think you're ready now!" Ready for fucking what? What more could there be? In an instant, he opened his hand inside my boy, and shoved his massive, thick dick right down the middle, jerking himself off in the boys now (irreparably?) wrecked cunt. At this the boy woke up and there was no getting him to calm down with a sniff. Man-god noticed, but seemed prepared. "Loser, bag, again. A small pouch on the side" The small pouch made his intentions obvious, and I didn't wait for instructions. I poured the powder in a neat line on my dick - hey, may as well work for a tip! - and told my boy to sniff. Within a minute, he was in such a deep fucking k hole that even the massive dick being jerked off by a massive fist in his hole receded in the distance, no longer painful, but a diffusely differentiated pleasure, his body pulled into the stars and all sensation amplified yet never closer than arms length. For the next hour, he said nothing, did nothing, and the client pushed the absolute limits of what his body could take. When he was finished, the boy had fallen asleep again, and seemed no worse for wear - although I had few expectations that he'd be walking anytime soon. "You've done well with him. I will be back" And just like that he left, but not before placing a stack of bills on the table. FIFTY THOUSAND DOLLARS. Well, hard to argue he didn't earn it.

**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 - New shop assistant The next morning Sam skipped lectures again and came straight to the shop and put on his uniform - just jockstraps. During the day, he sold fetish clothes, dildos, butt plugs, whips and penis rings to men of different ages. Almost everyone wanted to test their purchases before making a purchase decision in the fitting room, and Sam was eager to help them with that. Already at noon, Sam's hole was already well opened and slippery. When Sam squatted down to take something from the lower shelves, fresh drops of cum oozed from the hole. In the afternoon, Jonas came to the store straight from school. George had promised to consider organizing a private event for 20-year-old Jonas. George had said that he only organizes them for employees, so Jonas would have to work at the store to earn the event. Jonas had promised to work as an unpaid sales trainee. George gave to Jonas the same jockstraps that Sam was wearing. Your most important job is sales promotion and customer service. Your task is to enrich the customer's imagination so that he buys as many different products as possible. "I'm sure a lot of customers want to test products with you, so you better be well prepared. Have you cleaned yourself up inside today," asked George. "Yes I am. My boyfriend fucked me in the morning," said Jonas. "Good, so you already have sperm in your hole, so no artificial lube needed," replied George encouragingly. "No, we used a condom," said Jonas. Between the shelves, Sam showed what can be found on each shelf and how to use different sex tools. Sam also tried to gently hint to Jonas that not all men might want to wear rubber. He didn't dare to say directly that none of the men had ever even mentioned the use of rubber. Soon the boys heard that the store's front door opened, meaning a new customer had entered the store. Sam showed Jonas an example of how to treat customers. Jonas followed silently from the sidelines. Sam greeted the man who had come to find himself some new jocks and lube. Sam first introduced the jocks and then Sam suggested the man a lubricant that mimics real sperm. Sam also suggested other products to the man, such as penis rings and anal spreaders. In the end, the man had chosen the products and said he still wanted to fit Jock straps. Sam led the man into the fitting booth and closed the curtain behind him. Jonas was left alone between the shelves. After maybe 15 minutes, the front door opened again and a muscular and tall man, clearly over 60 years old, entered the shop. He told Jonas that he was looking for a new leather harness. Jonas led the man to the fetish clothing section and started presenting the options. The man quickly found a model that pleased him. The man also wanted to look at leather jockstraps and asked Jonas which model was the hottest from Jonas. Jonas showed jocks with a big zippered pouch on the front. The man said it was the right choice. I'll take those too. Jonas remembered that he also always has to try to sell the customer something else, so he asked if the man would be interested in buying handcuffs as well. The handcuffs were the first thing that caught his eye from the fetish shelf. "Well, I'm really interested," said the man enthusiastically. It was Jonas's turn to lead the man to the fitting room. On the way there, he saw that Sam had led his own customer to the counter to cash out. After about ten minutes, the man who led Jonas to the dressing room came to George and Sam at the sales counter and brought the harness, jock straps and handcuffs to the counter. I'll buy these. You have a really smart new salesman here, said the man to George. When the man had left, Jonas also arrived at the counter. Jonas told George and Sam that the man had handcuffed Jonas to the radiator's water pipe and fucked him roughly with a raw cock. And finally injected the sperm directly into Jonas's guts. The man hadn't asked at all where Jonas wanted the sperm or if he could go in raw. Jonas had thought that in customer service work he could not question the customer's choices. But now he has a stranger's sperm in his ass for the first time in his life and it feels confusing. Sam wanted to correct that it wasn't the first time, because yesterday he had slipped the butt plug first in his own hole, which already had several men's sperm inside it. So yesterday, along with the butt plug, at least small amounts of unknown men's sperm had already moved into Jonas's ass. George wanted to stop the sperm discussion and stated that Jonas had done exactly the right thing. The man had made the most expensive purchase of the day so far. Jonas has proven his own commitment to customer service, so George promoted Jonas from trainee to sales assistant on the very first day.

When Debra, an ex-girlfriend who is a professional photographer, asked me to model for an erotic photography shoot, I agreed without telling my wife. Debra explained it would be a gay scene. I told her I was a little uncomfortable about the whole thing, but she promised my face wouldn’t be shown and the sex would be simulated. Sire, I had often fantasized about doing it with another guy but I was happily married and had enjoyed a completely straight sex life. Besides, the modeling fee was good, and we needed the money since I had just started graduate school. I showed up at Debra’s apartment and met Mark, the other model. She had told me he was openly gay. He was extremely good looking and well built. I noticed he had a very sexy rope tatoo around his thick bicep. When I took off my clothes, I was thinking about how it would feel to have Mark’s strong hands touching me, and I got quite hard. Debra smiled when she saw my erection, saying it would add to the realism. Mark was hard, too, and I saw that his cock was longer and thicker than mine. Debra said she wanted us to wear some props. She gave Mark a leather biker cap and studded leather wrist bands; she gave me a rainbow pride ring and snapped a leather dog collar around my neck. “There, Andy,” she said, “now you really look like a bottom.” I blushed beet red. Then she handed each of us a studded leather cock ring. “This will help you stay hard, sweetie,” she said. I remembered that she used to call me that when we were dating. Mark stood very close to me. Debra instructed us to hold each other’s cock. I had never touched another man’s penis before. His grew even harder in my hand, a sensation I found strangely pleasurable. He closed his eyes and smiled, and I heard him grown softly. He started to stroke my dick, gently but firmly. I felt myself trembling with excitement. I was surprised at how aroused I felt. “OK, guys, let’s get started. Mark, I want some shots of you sucking Andy’s cock. I’ll be behind you.” Mark got on my knees and proceeded to give me an amazing blow job – much better than anything my wife could do. I heard Debra’s camera clicking away. She moved around to the side and came closer. Mark’s face would be clear in these photos, but he didn’t seem to care. “Your turn, Andy.” When she saw me hesitate, she said I should just fake it because she would be behind me. She told me to run my hands up Mark’s well-sculpted abs so she could capture my pride ring. I was just inches from Mark’s hairy crotch. Debra came to the side, holding the camera very close. “Sweetie, do me a favor and just kiss the tip of Mark’s dick, OK?” I don’t know whether it was Mark’s delicious manly aroma or my desire to please Debra, but I did as she said. Then, without her saying a word, I opened my mouth and began to lick the head of his dick. “Oh my god, that’s perfect!” Debra exclaimed, taking more photos. I tasted Mark’s precum and found I really liked it. As Debra encouraged me, I slowly took more of his cock into my mouth until I felt him hit the back of my throat and gagged. “That’s OK, sweetie,” she said. “I used to gag, too. It takes practice. You’ll learn.” I wasn’t sure what she meant. Next we moved from Debra’s living room into her bedroom. At Debra’s direction, Mark and I lay down on her bed, with me on the bottom. As Debra coached us for her photos, I felt Mark’s cock rub against mine. “That’s great,” she said. “Very realistic.” I started to breathe faster. I even moaned a little. Mark said that made it easier for him to stay hard. When he kissed me, I didn’t try to stop him. In fact, I opened my mouth and nobbled on his tongue. Debra kept taking pictures and telling us what a great job we were doing. Next Debra said she wanted some shots of Mark licking my ass. I got on my knees and I felt Mark’s strong hands spread my ass cheeks. His tongue quickly found my puckered hole. He started on the outside, then I felt his tongue probing my opening. I felt little electric charges radiating from my ass through my entire body. Debra leaned in to get close-up shots. I clutched the pillow and moaned with pleasure. Debra told me to lie on my belly and instructed Mark to lie on my back. I spread my legs apart. I felt his cock rubbing between my ass cheeks, and the sticky moisture of his precum. Suddenly the room seemed very warm. I was panting hard now. I thought about my wife and was really glad I hadn’t told her about the whole thing. “Listen, guys,” Debra said. “This just won’t do for the close-ups. It isn’t convincing. I need you to try just a little actual penetration. Please. I really the shot. Mark, here’s some lube.” Then, to me, “Sweetie, just relax a bit and soon I’ll have what I need.” I nodded; my mouth was too dry to speak. I didn’t know what was happening but I knew I wanted to feel Mark inside me. He put some lube on his finger and worked it into my ass. He was very gentle. I felt a warm sensation and my body trembled. Then he put some lube on the head of his cock. He asked Debra if he should use a rubber but she said the photos would sell for a lot more without it. “Andy, is that OK with you?” he asked. “I guess so,” I answered meekly, without thinking. Then Mark placed the tip of his cock against my butt hole. It stung and I tried to pull away. Debra leaned close, put her hand on mine, and said softly but firmly, “You can do this for me, sweetie.” Mark leaned forward and licked my ear, then told me to kiss him. I did as he said, and our tongues danced together. It was intense and suddenly my back passage opened to him. My body seemed to be responding without my will. I heard myself moan loudly. The warmth and fullness were exquisite, unlike anything I had ever felt before during straight sex. “You like this,” Mark said. I nodded. He went deeper, then deeper still until I felt his public hairs against my butt cheeks. High-pitched, girlish “ah!” sounds came from my mouth. Debra kept snapping pictures. Soon Mark was thrusting in and out. He was grunting and calling me obscene names like “cunt” and “faggot.” I loved how excited he was. “I’m taking your manhood, Andy,” he said, a note of triumph in his voice. He pulled my face to the side and kissed me forcefully. I opened my mouth and let his tongue explore mine. I kept kissing him as I felt him explode inside me. “And now I just bred you and made you my bitch,” he grunted in my ear. It sounded so masculine and sexy when he said this. And then I felt an odd orgasm, tingling throughout my body, and a little cum oozed from my cock. My whole body quivered. It wasn’t like a regular male orgasm at all. Debra was delighted. “That was amazing, boys!” she exclaimed. “I never realized how hot two guys together could be.” As we lay there, breathing hard, our bodies covered with sweat, Mark whispered in my ear, “I would love to see you again.” I said yes without hesitation. Then we kissed, more tenderly. Debra looked at me and said, “Sweetie, I think you may be a fag. And now you even have a boyfriend.” I did not reply. I just lay there. I was too confused. I thought I loved my wife, but this was the best sex I’ve ever experienced. Debra may be right. My wife still doesn’t know about the photos.

Sitting in Avatar 2 and get a Grindr message from a 22 year old no pic profile title “I need head”. Asks if I’m in the movies, said he was too. To meet him in the bathroom. He let me in his stall. Totally hot tatted, hairy, cubby, straight looking guy. Already hard as a rock, great cock. Took about two minutes to drain his load down my throat. Back sitting in my movie with a he taste of his cum in my mouth. Was so hot and unexpected.

I love doing this. I started taking loads through pornnbooth gloryholes in high school and quickly graduated to holding my fuckholes up to the hole between loads and waiting for the next cock to use my hole to jerk themselves off. its a good place for us community cumdumpsters to learn what we really are.

Marc and I had fooled around together when we were in college. He had a tight muscular body from being on the wrestling team, and I used to get hard watching his matches. He filled out that singlet well leaving nothing to the imagination. Marc was of French descent, but had some North African blood in him somewhere, so he had a nice tan and dark hair and eyes. He was bi, I guess, and I often jerked off outside of the bedroom door, listening to him plow some pussy. After the girl would leave, I would clean off his cock with my tongue and if he was good for another round, I'd let him fuck me raw and give me his second load. After college, we parted ways and stayed in touch at first, but lost contact after he moved to LA. We exchanged Christmas cards and through them, I followed his life. He got married and had two kids. Then, went through a messy divorce. I had moved to the city and was moving upwards in my business. I had also continued to fuck around with guys, and eventually started dating a really cute guy, Patrick, who was both taller and more limber than I as he he had no body fat and a tight torso. He also had beautiful buzzed blond hair and blue eyes. I met him working out at the gym and we hit it off. He was a romantic at heart and was my first real relationship. After fooling around together and seeing other people on the side for about a year or so, we decided to become monogamous. We had always worn condoms before that, and after being tested, decided to give them up. After a few Christmases together with Patrick, the cards from Marc stopped. By this point, Patrick and I had been together for about five years. We still had a very satisfying sex life and I didn't think either one of us was looking for anything else. Out of the blue, I got a letter from Marc. In it, he explained that his divorce had been terribly painful. His wife had discovered him fucking the brains out of her brother, left him, and took everything. Marc spiraled out of control and had had slept around with a bunch of guys and girls. Someone had given him HIV along the way. In his letter, he gave me a new phone number to call if I wanted to catch up. Of course I called him. He was planning on coming back East to start again and wanted to know if he could crash on our couch until he got his life back together. How could I say no? Patrick and I met Marc at the airport, and I hardly recognized him. Although he still had an amazing chest and abs, otherwise he showed-up looking like a ghost of his former butch self as he had lost a lot of weight. We went out for dinner and drinks and headed home to get him settled in. We were all a bit drunk as we made up the sofa bed and showed him where he could stash his clothes. Our tiny one bedroom apartment meant that we would be seeing a lot of each other, and Marc promised to respect our privacy as much as possible. That night, Patrick crawled up next to me in bed and asked me all about Marc, what our friendship had been like in school and what the sex had been like. He was getting worked up as I told him about taking Marc's loads and other risky things that I would never do any more. Patrick was getting turned on and started fingering his ass. I was getting turned on myself, but reminded Patrick to keep it quiet so we wouldn't disturb or embarrass Marc. Patrick pushed me onto my back and climbed up onto my dick, sitting down on it without lube. At first, he managed to keep his moans low and quiet, but as his rocking got more and more intense, the headboard started banging into the wall. I'm sure Marc knew exactly what was going on. I wondered if Marc was jerking off at the door like I used to do when he was fucking some chick. I gasped, as quietly as I could, filling my lover's ass with my load. Patrick pulled off my dick and lurched forward filling my mouth with his cock, driving it into my throat as he came hard. The next night, Patrick asked me more questions as we were climbing into bed. What was Marc's cock like? How big were his balls? Was his ass hairy? We both got turned on again and it ended about the same way, only this time, Patrick didn't even try to keep his voice down. He did wind up with a cummy hole and I wound up with his load in my stomach. This went on for a few nights, until about a week later, when I noticed that Patrick had not fully closed the bedroom door. I could see the light from the living room through the crack. Our foreplay continued with Patrick asking how hard Marc would fuck. What did his cum taste like? Did his balls slap my ass as he fucked me? From his angle, I knew that Patrick couldn't see the door. Had he left it cracked open on purpose? As I was fucking Patrick, I noticed a shadow in the doorway and I knew it was Marc. I knew he was hearing the filthy questions Patrick was asking about him. 'Did Marc ever rim you? Did he pull on your balls?' Knowing that this POZ stud was listening and may be jerking off to our lovemaking made me so hot. I blew my wad deep into Patrick's hole as he shot all over my chest. The next day at breakfast, I asked how Marc how he slept. He said he had a hard time getting to sleep, but drifted off after watching some great porn. I wondered if the porn he mentioned had been me and Patrick. Marc winked at Patrick, and I saw Patrick shudder. When Patrick got up from the table I could tell that he was hard. It got me hard to know that Patrick was turned on, but my stomach twisted a little thinking that Patrick was playing with fire. Flirting with a POZ stud was one thing, but leaving the door open, practically inviting him to witness our lovemaking was quite another. That night, I made sure the door was closed as we climbed into bed. Patrick climbed up next to me and started nibbling my ear. He then sat up and said that he was thirsty and was going to get a sip of water from the kitchen. He pulled on his robe, leaving it untied in the front, and left the room. I knew he was already naked and that Marc would see his body if he was still awake. I wanted to say something, but it was too late. I waited a few minutes for him and then got out of bed to see what was keeping him. Marc was on the sofa bed, propped up on his shoulders as Patrick was casually talking to him with his robe hanging open. I could tell he was hard as his cock pressed against the folds of open fabric with a bit of his pubes showing. They were whispering. Patrick looked as me and grinned like a kid getting caught with his hand in the cookie jar. I nodded at him and he said good night to Marc, following me into the bedroom. I lay down and realized immediately that Patrick had barely bothered to close the door. He dropped the robe and practically leapt onto me, pawing the sheets away from my body. Patrick bit my nipples hard and jerked my cock as he cupped my balls. He blew me for a few minutes and then mounted my cock. Usually, he faced me as he rode my dick, but this time, he faced away, watching the open doorway as he bounced up and down. It was only a few seconds before Marc's silhouette was visible in the doorway. He grinned at us and walked through the open door. I saw for the first time how much weight Marc had really lost. If anything, it made his uncut thick 7” dick look even bigger. I could not believe this POZ man from my past was standing naked in my bedroom as I fucked my partner. “You like to watch?” Patrick asked him. “Yeah. I like to watch. I like to do other things too...” Marc grunted in reply as he begin jerking his dick. I was about to say something, reminding Patrick that Marc was POZ, but just then, Patrick slid off my cock, swung his hips around so we were in a '69' position, whereupon Patrick shoved his drooling cock in my mouth. I protested as much as I could, but to no avail. From my position, I could only see Patrick's groin. I couldn't see what Marc was doing, but I had a good idea when I heard Marc say “Yeah man. Fuck yeah. Suck that cock!” I managed to pull myself out from under Patrick's body and saw him tongue-bathing Marc's POZ cock. I was so hard watching my allegedly monogamous partner swallowing another man's dick and loving it. Marc pulled his cock out of Patrick's mouth and spun him around so his ass was hanging off of the bed. He crouched down and ate Patrick's sweaty ass. I had been fucking Patrick already, so his hole was loose enough to swallow all of Marc's tongue. I stammered out, “If we're gonna do this guys, we should find some protection.” They continued as if I hadn't said anything. Patrick buried his head in the sheets, muffling his ears from my protests. Marc stood up and worked his drooling POZ cock over my boyfriend's bare, vulnerable hole. I crouched down beside them, trying to push Marc's torso away from Patrick's quivering ass. I placed my hand beside Marc's slippery cock and he placed his hand over mine, wrapping my fingers around the base of his cock. He kept his hand there as he directed the head of his dick into Patrick's winking crack. I watched in horror as the tip of his cock disappeared between Patrick's cheeks. Within seconds, my hand was sandwiched between ass and groin. Marc held my hand there as he gradually picked up his pace until he was really fucking Patrick hard. I looked up at him and saw Marc's eyes glazed over with lust. He jackrabbited away at Patrick's ass as Patrick moaned into the pillows. As their rhythm quickened, Patrick started pushing back onto Marc's dick. “I'm gonna do it man. Gonna shoot my load up your hole. Gonna fill your pussy with my seed.” “Pull out, Marc! Don't cum in him!,” I urged, but Marc released my hand and pushed it aside. He drove in a few more times and held his hips there, shaking all over as he filled my boy's bare hole with his POZ seed. Even though I was mortified, I shot my own load all over myself. As Marc withdrew, a long string of cum stayed attached to his cock, only snapping when Patrick twisted himself onto his back, jerking is own cock until he sprayed his load all over his heaving chest. We all sat there panting. “What the hell just happened?” I asked. “The beginning of something wonderful,” said Patrick. He reached up and pulled Marc's sweaty body down on top of him. “Can he sleep with us tonight?” Patrick asked as he smothered Marc with kisses. What the hell had I gotten us into?

That's one of my favorite scenes. Just someone seeing an exposed hole and taking what they need to get off. And then another... and another... and another...

**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 Jeff went to his room. His head was spinning. Cum dump - is he? He should be faithful to his wife and a good role model for his children. Now he's been letting almost-stranger men fuck his unprotected hole and let the men inject their sperm inside. Despite the shame, the thought excited Jeff. He put on the jockstraps Jack had given him and looked at himself in the hotel room mirror. He liked what he saw. Jeff washed up and went to bed, but the thoughts just kept spinning. It was already half past twelve, but Jeff couldn't sleep.. He tried to push out of his mind what Burt had said about the steam room and half the night. But he didn't succeed. "What if he just went to see if Burt's words were true," Jeff thought. At the same time, Jeff had already taken off his jockstraps and put on a bathrobe and slippers and was already in the corridor on his way to the spa department. Jeff left his bathrobe and slippers in the dressing room closet and wrapped a towel around his waist. At the door of the steam room, he realized that he hadn't even remembered to put on his speedos. Jeff entered the sauna and climbed onto the top bench. Burt had been right. The bench was filled with dark human figures that made room for Jeff. Jeff sat down between the two men. They sat there side by side. Intimacy in a dark sauna felt erotic to Jeff. He noticed that the men on both sides had their towels open, just like Burt had during the day. In fact, both men's cocks were fully erect. Jeff decided to be brave and opened his own towel and revealed his own rock hard cock. In a flash, he felt another man's hand on his cock. The man on the other side put his hand behind Jeff's neck and began guiding Jeff's head towards his crotch and hard cock. The man wanted a blowjob from him. Jeff willingly opened his mouth and let the man's sweaty cock slide deep into his throat. At the same time, he felt the man pushing his hand up his ass and towards Jeff's hole. "Ooh, your hole is already slick," said the man in a loud voice. The man grabbed Jeff's hips with both hands and forced Jeff to get up from the bench. With a very quick and powerful movement, the man moved Jeff onto his lap and sat Jeff directly on his cock. Jeff moaned in both pain and pleasure. The man said to Jeff, "welcome to the saddle and now it's your turn to ride". Jeff supported himself from the bench with his hands and raised his ass in the man's lap. At which point the man pushed Jeff back into the ball deep. This went on for several minutes until the man scrambled to his feet with his cock still in Jeff's ass. The man bent Jeff so that Jeff had to take support from the sauna bench with his hands. Now the man started to fuck Jeff's ass very hard until he sped up more and emptied his seed inside Jeff. The man thanked Jeff and pulled away. Immediately a new cock replaced the cock and started pounding Jeff's ass. Jeff took in the sperm of 9 men in the sauna. He couldn't even see any of their faces properly. He didn't know how old they were or anything about them at all. This anonymity excited Jeff. The facelessness kind of worked as a protective shield. He wouldn't have to look anyone in the eye while offering his ass to men. Then there was no need to feel ashamed either. The men seemed to leave the sauna as soon as they had emptied their balls. Soon Jeff was alone and left himself through the dressing room to his own room. It was twenty five minutes past midnight. The whole trip to the steam room had only lasted 55 minutes. The men had really only been looking for a place to dump their seeds. Jeff went straight to bed feeling completely exhausted and fell asleep immediately.

I had never felt anything like this before. I was completely letting go while also craving more and more sex. If I hadn’t been blindfolded still, I probably would’ve sent lusty looks through absentminded eyes. I would’ve let whoever was handling me and feeding me how much more I wanted. There was still this little voice inside of me saying that I was stupid. That I shouldn’t let a random stranger that I hadn’t even seen just feed me unknown substances. That I had to work the next day, that I was so fucked up, and that I didn’t even know what time it was. Was it 6PM Sunday? 2AM Monday? I was thinking that maybe my time for my room was up and they would kick me out. But I also thought that it was too late to care at that point. I had let him do whatever he wanted to me and that there was no turning back for me. ”Look at you, all fucked up. Look at your book all drenched in sweat. Gonna keep you here all night, boy” I heard while I was still being fucked. The burning sensation had gone. I was just feeling the heat, overwhelming my whole body. I heard a knock on the door, which was probably still wide open as I didn’t hear it getting opened before I heard “Time’s up for your room man!” ”I’ll be right up!” I heard. “Don’t move boy, I’ll be right back.” he added. “You guys can enjoy” as the sound of his steps vanished. I didn’t hear the sound of the door closing, it was still open, a dick took its place inside my sloppy hole, and a moan from a different voice I hadn’t heard before. I was mentally calculating that I had rented the room for 6 hours, which meant that it was 11PM. I realized it was my room, but that my handler was going to pay for the extension to keep me here. The little voice came back. He was going to pay for me to stay. He was going to get more control over me. That thought scared me a bit and I thought I should get out of here. But I was fooling myself. I was so fucked up, I wasn’t going anywhere. I realized I probably couldn’t even have walked two steps without tripping just to go to the bathroom. I realized there was nothing to do besides just letting go and just tighten my hole to show the stranger fucking I wanted his load. He obliged after a few minutes and shot his cum deep inside. “That’s beautiful” I heard. It was the voice of my handler. “I paid for another 12 hours, we have all night.”

**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.

The other day I pulled into my local ABS prepared to submit my mouth to any strangers needing service. I was informed by the clerk that I was banned from the store (and it's sister store). The reason: I was too much of a cumpig. It was grossing people out when I licked cum off the floor or drank the cum from used condoms. Is it just me, or is it odd that people in a setting where virtually unlimited sex acts go on are grossed out when I eat some cum? Almost every person that walks in eats cum or has there cum eaten.

Not Entirely My Story. I took a great story and took it the next level with strong POZ overtones. If this is not allowed in this FORUM. Please allow me to delete and carry on. Girlfriend's Brother Pozzes ME While She Is At Work. I had gone over to my girlfriend's house and we were to go to see an afternoon movie and then to dinner. Amy's brother Andy informed me that she was called into work until 4 because her manager was sick. Andy was just about ready to go swimming and he asked me if I'd like to join him. I started to decline as I didn't have a swimsuit and I told him so. He told me that had a few extra swimsuits and we went to his bedroom. All he had were Speedos and I was a little shy about wearing them. He finally talked me into it and while I chose the pair I wanted, and in a flash he was already changing, unashamed, as he undressed before me. He had a great body and I was a little taken aback by the fact that I had noticed such a thing. What really intrigued me was a biohazard tattoo he had right above his long thick cock. Amy had always said he was the black sheep of the family and they always spoke in hushed tones about whenever a non-family member was in earshot. I had no clue what it was other than he was more likely gay, but that did not bother me…all that much. I undressed slowly, hoping he would go on out without me and let me change in private, but he did not. I turned away from him slightly, but I could feel his gay eyes up my straight ass as I stood there naked. I turned briefly to snatch the Speedos from his bed, and I'm sure he got a look at my cock. Strangely, I stiffened at the thought. After dressing, we went to the pool and swam and tanned for about 2 hours. We wrestled a little in the pool and I felt his hand graze my package a few times. Each time letting it linger there a bit longer than the time before. I stiffened, again. "Amy should be home in about another hour," he said. "What do you want to do to kill time?" I told him I didn't know, but I definitely wanted to change first. "Do you need to shower or do you just want to dry off?" he asked. I told him I'd like a shower. This gave me an excuse to change in the bathroom, and maybe take care of this half a boner I had going on. When I got inside I realized I had a slight problem. I had tied the string in the Speedos in a knot, and I could not get it out. I told Andy and he happily agreed to help get the knot out. On his knees, his hands working only inches from my cock, he got the knot out in about 5 minutes. But not without incident, though. His hands occasionally brushed my cock and it reacted to his gentle touching, even if it was by another guy. He saw and felt my hardening cock and said, "Is it wanting Amy?" I just smiled, embarrassed. He got to his feet and asked for the Speedos, as he was headed for the laundry room. "Can I bring them after I take my shower?" I asked. He said, "I don't want to make two trips." I hesitated, and he asked, "Embarrassed by your body? Don't be." He took his Speedos off to show me that there was nothing to i exposing his biohazard tat again. "Well?" I took them off and handed them to him. "Thanks," he said, then kissed me. As he held me I felt his cock stiffen against mine. His cock was getting hard and so was mine. "Does Amy give head? I do," he said, and he stroked my cock my rock hard cock. He stopped, turned, and went to his bedroom. "Joining me?" he asked. I don't know why I did it, but I followed him. I followed him down the hall to Amy’s room. When I walked into the room where I had fucked his sister countless times. He was lying on her bed and I laid down next to him with his hard 8 inch cock pointing straight up. He rolled over and kissed me, then his lips began kissing my neck, chest, nipples, stomach, and then found my crotch. His right hand was between my legs playing with my ass as he licked my balls and cock. I thought I was going to cum before he started sucking me off. Pre-cum appeared at the head of my cock and he carefully licked it off. Then he started to take me down, little by little, until he'd swallowed it all. His sister did give head, but not like this. He was great and the apprehension I had was now gone. I could feel the orgasm coming, my cock ready to explode. His fingers slowly explored my hole with one and two fingers. He knew I was about to cum, too, and he removed his mouth and stroked my cock as my wad shot all over my stomach. I thought he was like his sister, a non-swallower, but he licked all my cum off my body while he slipped a second finger into my ass. Andy laid next to me, and I told him that he gave great head. He held my hand, then led it to his crotch. It felt odd having someone else's cock in my hand. "I want to get a nut, too," he said. "Are you going to blow me or am I going to have to fuck you in the ass?" I decided to go down on him, and I did it directly. No wasting time licking his balls or cock. I didn't really know what I was doing or if it was correct, but Andy was moaning, so I kept it up. He was doing most of the work, his hand on the back of my head, his hips thrusting, much like what I did to his sister. Suddenly, he pulled his cock from my mouth and shot his wad all over my face. He kissed me and licked it off. He got up and got a jar of Vaseline from his dresser. "I thought I made it clear I didn't want to be fucked," I told him. "No," he said. "I want you to fuck me," and he lubed up my cock. He was on all fours, waiting for me to enter him. Even with the lubricant, his ass was tighter than Amy's pussy. It felt so good. It was odd. I could feel my balls occasionally slapping his balls as I pumped, and when I came, I came inside him. "That was great," he said. "Getting fucked is better than fucking because of the stimulating of the prostate. Plus, I got a gift for you!" I looked at him quizzically, but he just ignored me and pushed me on my back. He lifted my legs, fingered and ate my ass. He had me moaning in seconds. I felt myself get close to cumming. He leaned in and kissed me with tongue exploring my mouth. He said that was hot as he leaned down and took my cock into his mouth and sucked me and cleaned me off. I was still horned up when he pushed a finger into my ass. I jumped at the invasion, but it quickly felt good. He looked me in the eye. “We have an hour. I want to give you my gift” he said meekly as he pushed a 2nd finger into my hole. I gasped and begged him for his seed. In a flash, he had his cock lightly lubed and as he slowly withdrew his fingers he pushed his thick cock into me. I felt so full, but it felt so good. I soon felt his trimmed pubes against my balls. He had all of his 8 inch cock in me. He pistoned his meaty cock deep into my ass. I begged for his seed. “Ask for my gift” he insisted. I wondered what he meant, but I begged him for his present. “I want your gift,” I exclaimed as he slapped my ass hard. He jackhammered his raw cock in my ass. I was breathless. I held my legs up from behind my knees. I try to spread them as wide as possible to give him all the access he needed or wanted. “Give me the gift” thinking I was asking for his seed. He jackhammered my hole. I could feel myself wanting to pee. He was hitting the spot in my cunt that I had never felt before. He buried all 8 inches of his poz cock into my hole. He shouted out that he was pozzing my faggot hole. I came all over us. I never came hard in my life. I literally shot cum over my face hitting the headboard of the bed. We both laughed at my eruption. He laughed as he bred me. We were so entrenched in our love making that we did not hear the front door open and in the doorway was Amy with her fingers in her panties watching her brother breed me. I could feel his cock expand, pulse and shoot his tainted load into my virgin ass. I laid there breathless as Andy’s cock retreated from my soon to be pozzed hole. When Andy rolled off he saw his sister fingering herself. “I guess we pozzed another one huh sis” he quipped. I heard two things that made my eyes pop open in a flash. The fact Amy was watching us and he had just pozzed me. I tried to cover myself up, but I realized my clothes were in Andy’s room. I tried to rationalize what just happened and did Andy say “pozzed another one”. I asked him what he meant, and that is when Amy spoke up. “Yeah, we are both poz you see those notches in the bed post” I looked at the notched post there were at least 15 on her bedpost. She said, “there is one for every boy that Andy and I have pozzed in the last 2 years. Ever since, we had a 3sum with our poz daddy and he pozzed us both.” “our goal from that day on has been to poz as many straight acting fag boys like you” she said matter of factly. I slumped my head knowing she was right. I had been secretly craving cock for a while. I just needed a push out the door. I reached over touching Andy’s face and thanked him for his gift. I climbed back on the bed on all fours and asked him to fuck me doggy to make sure it took. Amy grabbed her dildo and sat in her chair and watched her brother breed her soon-to-be ex-boyfriend with another poz load. Wouldn't you know it, he was right. That statement got me curious and I let him fuck me. Afterwards, we showered together, toweled each other off, and then kissed. He grabbed my cock and whispered, "I'll let you know when she works again," and I enjoyed my relationship with him as much as with Amy. Do you think I should do a part two? Let me know what you think. Feedback is greatly appreciated so is hot chat. Joey I am a bareback slut who is surprised he is not poz yet

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.

**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.

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.

I should say though, taking loads like this really shows us cumdumps what we are to guys cause even if we are blindfolded in a bathhouse sling or a fuckbench or a bed or on some strangers apt couch or floor, taking one or two or 10, 20, or 30 or more anonymous strangers bare cocks deep in our fuckholes while they pump load after load of anonymous cum into our guts, they can still see us, and often fuck us cause we are hot, or sexy or maybe cause they know who we are. When we take loads in a gloryhole booth, some whores (like me) often leave the door unlocked or completely unclosed so men can take a peek and A.see what a slut I am, naked in a booth, sucking and being fucked by every single cock that get shoved through the holes (they may even get to see me licking cum off the wall around the hole, or off the video screen, or the seat or even the floor). plus some tops peek through the hole to see if the faggot on the other side is worth fucking or letting suck their cock. but when I just keep my mouth or my used fuckhole pressed up against the hole between loads, waiting for the next anonymous strangers hard, bare cock to slide into my body and unload his cum into my guts, I really become nothing but a fuckhole to guys. they dont like me, they aren’t attracted to me, they dont care what my name is, what I look like, my age, my race, my weight, or my pleasure at all. to guys like this I am a subhuman fuckhole they are using to get themselves off. if anything they likely find people like me disgusting and probably too ashamed about fucking trash like me to ever admit it to anyone. so they are happy I will never have any idea what they look like or who they are. that is what makes this so hot for us true cumdumpsters. knowing that we are so depraved that even depraved men think we’re nasty. I always check the cock with my fingers, just like I do when I’m taking loads blindfolded, or in a darkroom, to make sure they are NOT wearing a condom. if they are I pull it off. (guys love it cause they’re used to sluts making sure they ARE using a condom) thats another one of those things I have done that are so dirty and twisted, that I want my father to watch me doing it. maybe watching on video or from behind a two way glass, watching his naked tranny whore faggot son with my mouth and ass pressed up against two gloryholes on either side of a booth (I have always looked for the booths with 2 holes) with guy after guy, of all ages, shapes and sizes, and races, and looks, sliding their bare cocks through the gloryhole into my slutty body and pumping me full of cum.

I wouldn’t be sure of that. I went to Blackpool regularly for 20 years and each visit I swear I saw the same guys, sitting on the same stools in the same bars, grumbling into their drinks about the same things. They were just a bit greyer each time. Mind you, so was I! But I love Blackpool. It’s common. Vulgar. Blousy. And like a cheap tart bladdered on Aldi Prosecco. What’s not to like?

I think I created a monster. Another night at the truck stop. Met the polite trucker. Not much English but didn't come for the conversation. Broke out the poppers. His first time. SIgnalled that I wanted him to to hog tie me . He had a lot of elastics in his cab. He spit on my hole and started fucking. I think the bondage and/or poppers turned him on because he fucked like a champ. When HE came he untied me and signalled me to lay down. We both fell asleep in the cab (surprisingly roomy). He woke me up an hour or so later with his cock working its way back into my ass. "OK, yes" . Hell yeah! HE shot another load into me. He said "Thak you" as usual while I got dressed. And then... I was half bent over, moving around the drivers seat to get out and he pulled down my sweats and drove his cock in. Two or three strokes and he pulled out , pulled my sweats back up and said "Sexy black boy. Thank you ,good fucking". Didn't know he spoke that much English. Bless him!

Part 2 I was panting like a dog in heat. My eyes were nearly glazing over, my tongue was sticking out. I'm pretty sure I looked like one of those girls in a hentai movie after getting pounded into oblivion. I glanced around the room; there must have been at least a whole nother 15 or 20 men who showed up. The third man of the stepped up and shoved his cock into me to the hilt. I whelped at first as my cum stained hole had tightened up a little but I was moaning loudly as the man brutally fucked me. He was a shorter and paunchier white daddy, whose cock was all that big, but it was thick. Thicker than a beer can. He was overtop of me, pounding my hole. I collapsed onto my belly as he fucked in prone. "Hmm... I love fucking neg holes like yours. My poz load is incredibly potent, I've knocked up many sluts like you. Take it, slut!" he whispered in my ear. At this point, I was already cumming hands free for the second time of the night as he mercilessly fucked me. Two minutes later, he gave one final thrust and unleashed his potent load inside me. He whispered that he hoped it was his load that impregnated me. He grabbed the marker and drew his tally on my ass. That was three. The next man stepped up and flipped me onto my back. It was an Asian daddy who was short and skinny. In fact, he was wasting away, that's how skinny he was. His cock was short and thin, but he made up for it with passionate fucking. He kept his passionate pace, fucking for seemed like an hour and still hadn't cum in me yet. My cock had recovered and was hard again, flopping around, slapping against me as the daddy fucked me. Just as I thought he was about to cum, he pulls out and motions for a whole nother daddy to join him. A fat black grandpa with a raging hard BBC laid down next to me and motioned for me to climb up on top and ride him. I climbed up and eased myself down onto his raging hard cock. He slowly started to pump in and out of my hole, gaping it wider. My cum filled and wrecked hole was full, but within moments, it became fuller. The Asian daddy slim his thin dick back into me. I was being double penetrated. The two expertly alternated piston fucking me. Within five minutes, the Asian daddy didn't last and blasted his potent seed. This in turn set off the black grandpa, who also came inside me. Two loads for the price of one. The both wrote a tally on my ass. I was up to five poz loads now. The three poz daddies who came in me, left. Robert and Bill told me even more were planning on arriving. I looked at the clock on the wall, 11:16 pm. Five loads into an all-night and potentially into the morning pozbang.

A new chapter is here! Hope you enjoy it, I want to read your thoughts! I also attached a pdf of the entire story, completely revised from the beginning, I changed some things. For old and new readers, I recommend reading from the beginning from the pdf. ------- I woke up to the sight of Kate sleeping next to me. She always looked beautiful in her sleep, even when she was exhausted. I didn’t know how she did it, only working nights. A pang of guilt hit me as I stared at her, my beautiful and kind wife who was unaware of my incestuous cheating. I tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, letting my fingertips caress her soft face. She deserved better than me, I thought. Despite my recent deviance, I still loved my wife dearly. She was such a good person, always happy to help those in need. I, on the other hand, was a sick and selfish pervert. Her arms were wrapped around me so I returned her embrace and held her. “You’re going to be late for work,” she mumbled before pressing a kiss to my chest. I had just enough time to get there in time, I realized when I saw the time on the alarm clock. It was Thursday already, it was hard to believe so much had happened in so little time since Brandon came home on Monday. Time flew by, like I had been caught in a time bubble—a sex-filled bubble. As exhausted as I was, I couldn’t go back to sleep now, plagued by so many conflicting thoughts. I gave Kate a kiss, then tucked her in bed properly before I went to the bathroom to get ready. I was still fresh from my shower earlier, so I did a quick face wash and brushed my teeth. I picked some clothes on autopilot and went through my morning routine, which thankfully didn’t require my brain to be fully awake. On my way down to the kitchen, I passed by Brandon’s room and I couldn’t help checking in on him. He was still fast asleep with Josh in his arms. They were gorgeous like this, a tangle of muscled smooth limbs. I wondered whether Kate saw them in bed together when she came home, what she thought of them. Then I remembered she was a zombie after work and most likely went straight to bed. I went to Brandon and ran my hand through his soft brown locks. Looking at his young, innocent, and beautiful face now, my brain couldn’t compute how the little boy I’d raised had become the slutty young jock before me. I watched my son’s eyes flutter open, his long lashes and bright blue eyes mesmerizing me. “Dad?” “Hey, son,” I said, unable to stop smiling at him. “Your mom’s home, you should probably…” I trailed off, gesturing at the tangle of limbs that he and Josh had formed. Brandon took my hand, pressing a soft kiss to my palm while he separated his body from Josh. “Morning, Dad,” Brandon said, as he pulled me over him on the bed, throwing me off with a kiss as his arms came around my back. I returned the kiss, my cock straining in my khakis while Brandon’s legs trapped my hips in a strong hold. I had come so many times in the past couple of days my dick was aching at this point. I could not possibly produce more cum than I had spilled already. Yet Brandon made me hard, painfully so. “I love you, Daddy,” Brandon panted as he thrust his hips, his rock-hard cock rubbing against mine. “Your mom’s in the next room, son,” I replied, my gaze landing on Josh who was still in a deep sleep, now untangled from Brandon who’d left him I was favor of me. I tried to extricate my body from my son’s limbs but Brandon only followed as I stood up, holding onto me like a Koala. “I can be quick,” Brandon said, licking my neck as he kept dry humping me. “I want your load, Daddy.” I had created a monster when I gave in to Brandon, I realized, horrified by the result of my weak will. I didn’t recognize him, it seemed like I’d lost my son to a sex-craved demon. Yet this version of Brandon only made me love him more. I was a monster too. “I can’t come any more than I already have, son,” I said, breathless, as I held Brandon’s shoulders to look him in the eye. “I’m sure you can, you hot stud,” he said with a wink. I walked to Brandon’s bathroom to hide from Kate in case she came in, locking the door behind me. Brandon assaulted my mouth once more, pushing me against the bathroom door while his deft fingers worked my fly open to free my cock from the confines of my pants. He was so talented at handling a cock, it made me oddly proud of him. Brandon mixed our precum with his spit to make our cocks slide against each other easier. “Fuck, Daddy, your cock feels so good,” Brandon whispered. “It’s all yours, baby,” I said as I hugged my son tighter. His huge body would never cease to amaze me, how big and firm he felt in my arms, how intoxicating his scent was. I truly was a goner for my own son, and there was nothing I could do to stop my incestuous urges. He’d won. Brandon lowered his mouth to my neck, his hands caressing my pecs, thumbs stroking my nips slowly, making me moan. I just loved feeling his cock touching mine, I had never experienced such bliss before he came along and showed me. “I made quite the stud,” I muttered as I ran my fingers through Brandon’s soft hair, holding his head down near my nipples. Brandon kept sucking and licking my tits, our cocks now familiar in that frantic dance we were doing. “Daddy, mmhh, your precum taste so good, Daddy,” Brandon said as he licked his finger, which I hadn’t realized he’d collected. It was so obscene, watching my only son get down on his knees, his tongue licking my cock like a lollipop. “Fuck, son,” I said, throwing my head back “Your mouth is magical.” “Love your cock, Daddy,” Brandon replied. “It’s so perfect, so big and thick. A Dad dick, so tasty for the son it made.” “You got quite the filthy mouth on you boy,” I said, chuckling as Brandon smirked around my cock. “You kiss your father with that mouth?” “Mmhh, you know I do,” Brandon replied, moaning so loud I worried his mother might hear him. “And many more filthy things.” Watching Brandon suck me so expertly, listening to his moans and profane words made me cum in a couple of minutes. Brandon held my cock as my thick load spurted from it, landing on his tongue and cheek. He swirled my cum around his lips with a huge smile. “Thank you, Daddy, love your Dad sperm so much,” Brandon said as he swallowed my load loudly, scooping the rest from his face and licking his fingers clean. “You’re going to be the death of me, son,” I said, catching my breath. Brandon stood up, holding out his cupped hand to me, which was filled with his own luscious load. I hadn’t even noticed my son had come. “Don’t forget your breakfast, Dad,” Brandon said as I lapped his cum up. “Most important meal of the day.” “So sweet,” I said, licking my son’s hand clean before I brought his mouth to mine to mix our juices. I tasted my cum on Brandon’s tongue while I stroked his big smooth pecs and I liked it, liked knowing his breath would smell like me all day. “Gotta go to work, baby,” I said as I parted from his sweet lips. “Call in sick,” Brandon suggested, which was tempting, but I couldn’t miss work. I felt the need to get out of the house and take a step back from this sex craze. My life couldn’t stop and be reduced to sex. “I can’t,” I said as I unlocked the bathroom, giving Brandon one last peck before I exited. Josh looked just as innocent as Brandon when he slept, it was hard to imagine this wholesome-looking jock was a nasty cum slut. I went to Josh to drop a kiss on his head and proceeded to go downstairs, Brandon right behind me. My son had at least the decency to put on some shorts, a spring in his step as he followed me around the kitchen. I couldn’t stop smiling, depiste the guilt, the shame, I was happy. Giddy in a way I hadn’t felt for ages, looking at Brandon, my gorgeous son who loved me in a way a son shouldn’t love his father. I made myself some tea to go while Brandon made himself toast and coffee in companiable silence. He stayed close to me, his body heat and masculine scent making my heady. He tried to be subtle with his touches—an innocent graze as he squeezed his body between mine and the kitchen island, his hand holding my shoulder as he reached for a glass in a cabinet—but it was obvious to me he meant so much more with each touch. When I ready, I grabbed my briefcase and keys from the hallway. “Be nice,” I said to Brandon at the door, giving him a hug goodbye. “I’ll miss you, Daddy,” Brandon whispered to my ear with a squeeze to my ass. With my heart warmed and fulfilled, I drove to work, sipping my tea through the light morning traffic to wake my brain. I was glad to see my colleagues once I got to the office, to regain some kind of normalcy in my life. I enjoyed my job as an engineer, things never got boring as my team went through different projects. “You look rough, Nate,” Henry told me when he entered my office. “Did you party last night?” “Thanks,” I said as I scrubbed my face with a yawn. “Too old to party, isn’t that what you told me once?” “That’s right, grandpa,” Henry joked as he grabbed a chair and sat next to me with his laptop. “Come on, I just wanted to show you a couple of things, then I’ll let you slumber.” I tried to focus as Henry walked me through the progress we’d made and what we still needed to do. I wasn’t as efficient as usual but tried my best to be useful. Flora, my fellow office gossip, dropped by my office a couple of times to catch up, which was a nice distraction. Throughout the day at work, I received many texts from Brandon, each one sweeter than the next, with some pics attached. I sent one pic to him, even if I wasn’t entirely comfortable taking selfies at work. We seldom chatted like this before, Brandon would usually just send me some memes or interesting pics from college from time to time. It was nice, getting these messages from him now. I felt like a teenager again with my first crush. The day went by pretty fast, and I was all too happy to leave work. Invigorated by Brandon’s sexy pics, I went straight to the gym from the office. I knew I could sleep in tomorrow, which was my work-from-home day. I hadn’t worked out since Brandon had come—and no, I didn’t consider sex as a proper workout, even if Brandon thought so. The gym was packed with other people like me who got off work, but I didn’t mind that. I put on my headphones and started with weights, losing myself in my music and drowning out the rest of the world. Going to the gym for the past few years was a way for me to work out my sexual frustration and the eye candy was a bonus. I’d been accosted quite a few times, mostly by younger guys. At the time, I had been flattered by those advances, but I’d never thought them serious, never thought young jocks would be into older guys like me. Besides, I never wanted to cheat on Kate then, which made me feel bad now that I thought about it. Part of me was hoping things would go back to normal once Brandon went back to college after break, that I could forget what a shitty husband I’d been. Hoping to move on from the guilt that was creeping back up, I moved to the treadmill. I wanted to overwhelm my brain with the pain of running instead of thinking about my wife. I hated running, but at least I could clear my head when I jogged. I ran until I could feel my lungs and legs couldn’t take the burn anymore, which was a good 30 minutes. I was pretty happy with my workout, until I found myself running into none other Brandon in the locker room, wearing nothing but a pair of tight shorts. “Hey, Brandon,” I said, my heart speeding back up again at the sight of my sweat and muscled son. How had I not seen him before now? “Hey, sexy,” Brandon returned, coming close to me. He still reeked of sex, he probably hadn’t showered since last night and the thought made hard instantly. I started to worry as I could see lots of guys around us in the room, I could not be seen having a hardon for my son in public. I grabbed my things and walked to one secluded corner, where there was fewer people passing through. Brandon was hot my tail, eager to touch me but I couldn’t let other people see us. Brandon pushed me into a wall, with two rows of lockers on either side of us. We weren’t exactly hidden, but it was better than the middle of the room. My breath hitched as his torso touched mine, his warm breath grazing my neck. “You look really hot, right now.” “Brandon, there are people around,” I hissed but couldn’t move as his hands caught my hips in a tight grip. “Don’t you know all guys who go to this gym here are big [banned word]?” Brandon said next to my ear as his hands started to move underneath my soaked under armor shirt, up to my pecs to tease my nips with his thumbs. “I wasn’t the only one checking you out, you know? Bet they’d love watching us.” I couldn’t help but moan, which Brandon took as permission to kiss my neck when I threw my head back. I could see a couple of jocks behind Brandon staring at us with their hands down their briefs. I recognized them as regulars I often saw. Somehow knowing we had an audience made me even hornier, spurring me to kiss Brandon in front of them. “Yes, Daddy, you smell so good,” Brandon said as he lifted my arm to sniff and lick my pit. “I’m making a lot of guys envious right now.” “S—Brandon,” I said, almost letting the word son slip out. It was bad enough we were putting on a show, I didn’t want them to know we were actual father and son. “But you’re all mine, Daddy,” Brandon said, throwing all caution to the wind. Though I understood it was pretty common these days for young guys to have Daddy fetishes, Brandon and I looked very much alike. It wouldn’t be farfetched for people to assume we were related, which made me realize I needed to put a stop to this. “Fuck, that’s so hot,” I heard a guy say, who was now standing just beside us with his cock in hand. I recognized him, Ryan, one of the men I regularly ran into at the gym, who’d come onto me a couple of times in the past and with whom I’d almost cheated with. He was about my height, a buff Asian guy I’d considered a gym buddy. “A father and son, doing the nasty,” another man said to my right, a Latino guy I’d also rejected in the past, who was also stroking his thick cock. They were both ripped and hot, I’d checked these two out plenty of times before. I couldn’t believe what was happening, Brandon was sucking on one of my nipples as his hands were busy fingering my hole and stroking my cock. “We’re not—” I started to protest but was cut off by Brandon’s lips on mine. I felt the two men touching my body, their cocks pressing onto my thighs. “You feel so good, Daddy,” Brandon said between kisses, his tongue still tasting like my load from this morning. I could see from my peripheral vision that other guys were coming to watch our incestuous making out, which was alarming me as much as it was turning me on. “I’ve wanted to fuck you for so long,” the Latino man said to my right. “You’re such a sexy Daddy.” Latino guy rubbed his cock on my hip and tried to kiss my neck but Brandon push him off of me. “You can look but you don’t get to touch him, he’s mine,” Brandon said firmly before he resumed kissing me. Brandon was running the show, I could only follow along. He seemed awfully comfortable letting voyeurs watch him, did he do this often? I couldn’t worry more than that as Brandon turned around and pushed his lubed hole on my cock. Every time that boy worked my cock with his hole, I was putty in his hand. Any trace of worry left my body as I lost control, my hips moving on muscle memory alone as I thrust into my son. I wrapped my arms around Brandon, holding him close as I my hands caressed his smooth and hard body. “Fuck yeah!” “Breed that boy, Daddy!” A couple more men came to watch us, but thankfully the space was narrow enough that Ryan and latino guy were hiding most of us from the others. Still our audience was cheering us on, it was surreal. I never could have imagined so many men were depraved like us. I saw Brandon snatching one guy’s phone. “No filming or we stop,” Brandon admonished the guy. He proceeded to delete what footage was captured before he thrust back on my cock. After that, the men seemed happy to just watch and I didn’t see any phone up. I focused on fucking Brandon slowly, reveling in his warm hole. “Need your load, Daddy,” Brandon said, trying to speed things up. “Fill me, Daddy, fill me with your Dad cum.” “That’s so hot,” Ryan grunted, bringing my attention to him as he shot his load in his cupped hand. Latino guy grabbed Ryan’s hand and slurped the thick load from it, his tongue licking the hand clean. “Give me some,” Brandon told Latino guy, looking up at the latter with his mouth open. Latino guy opened his mouth and dropped Ryan’s cum onto Brandon’s tongue. My son hummed his satisfaction as he swallowed Ryan’s load. “Want more cum, you slut?” An older guy asked Brandon, approaching him with his hard cock in Brandon’s face. I watched my son wait with his tongue out for the older man to give him his cum. I was relieved to see Brandon wasn’t touching the other man’s cock, only accepting to eat his cum. It was incredibly hot, watching the thick white strands of jizz come out of that stranger’s dick, dripping onto my son’s tongue. “Not bad,” Brandon said after he swallowed the man’s cum. “But my Dad’s cum taste the best.” “Here I come, baby boy,” I said, thrusting deep inside Brandon, filling him with my load. “Fuck yeah, Daddy!” Brandon screamed, the other men cheering at the same time. I saw Latino guy shoot his load into his hand, mimicking Ryan as he understood how much Brandon enjoyed eating cum. I was hungry for some cum as well, so I took Latino guy’s hand to lick it clean. Brandon turned around to kiss me, his arms around my neck as our cocks reunited, rubbing furiously together. “I’m going to cum, Daddy,” Brandon mumbled, moaning with each thrust of his hips. I looked down at our cock heads moving in harmony. I watched Brandon’s sperm oozing out of his head, covering our cocks beautifully. Brandon dropped to his knees, winking at me and holding eye contact as he took my cock in his mouth. “Mmhh, you taste so good, Dad,” Brandon said, licking my cock from the base up to the tip, his hand squeezing out one last drop of my cum for him to swallow. I could hear more men shooting their loads behind Brandon, but I couldn’t care less, mesmerized as I was by the sight of my son on his knees. I brought him up for a kiss and held him close, my sexy son who made me do one thing nastier than the other every day. I couldn’t believe what we’d just done, having sex in public with other men encouraging us to indulge in our incestuous affair. I was high on Brandon, and I didn’t know if I could beat this addiction nor if I wanted to. Thank Grindr.pdf

Part 23 ”He was until a week ago!” How did he know? I was confused and was trying to piece things together but the guy behind me was fucking me so brutally and the dick in my mouth was working real hard, I couldn’t think straight. I also thought that it was too late at that point to care, that I wouldn’t have put myself in this situation if I really cared. I was so overwhelmed by the excitement of the moment, I just let go. This revelation seemed to increase the level of madness for the guys surrounding us. I could feel there dicks being jerked against my hips, my back, my chin. Some of them were becoming verbal. “Your boy’s gonna take his poz load?” “Get him pregnant!” “You’re toxic, man?” Guys were having conversations around me, but mostly not addressing me directly. I was nobody, I wasn’t a person. I was just a dump for toxic loads. Those words just encouraged me to show my thirst for cum even more. I was arching my back as much as possible, I was working my mouth around that dick as hard as possible and tightening my hole to ask for that load. “Take it, bitch!” I heard the guy behind me groaning like a beast, his dick buried balls deep and throbbing. “Good boy, but it’s just the beginning” the guy I was with whispered in my ear. The one I was sucking blew his load in my throat, while another guy slid into my ass. I swallowed the cum and received a kiss from my top. “Open your mouth” he ordered. He placed something into my mouth. “Bite and breathe in”. I complied and felt a big rush of heat. “It’s my sock soaked in poppers, boy. You’ll like it”

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 🙂

**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.

Becky arrived to her small studio apartment in five minutes and went up to the second floor and let herself in and sat on her day bed. She was still horny for some reason, she opened the bag she was given and in Red Letters the sheet on top said take on of these pills ever two hours for the next 8 hours. There were four pills, she got up and took one. Her breast and vagina were tingly as she emptied the bag. Blindfold, a ball on a color, some leather cuffs and couple of clamps. The note said make sure these on display when you use your call number. She looked at it again, she dialed and put in her code #43 a recording came on and the voice said. If you are calling for oral therapy press 1, full vaginal therapy press 2. She pressed 1, if you are requesting oral and do not have semen in your vagina press 1, if you have semen in your vagina press 2. She hung up, she dialed back and pressed 2 and the recording said your therapist has been dispatched and once he arrives your phone will ring, you must pick up and press 9 (do not press 9 unless your door is unlocked and all display items are our and you are naked and have a blindfold ready to slip on you have 15 minutes. Becky quickly got undressed and unlocked her door. The pill took made her so horny, molly does that. It was only 12 minutes and the phone rang and she hit 9 and the voice said put your blindfold on and spread your legs your vagina toward the door. She was ready and heard the door open and close and then felt hands on her legs and she shivered and then fingers at her pussy and until now no one has spoken and then she heard nice fucking pussy. He rubbed her clit and she moaned and then he slide one, two and then three fingers in her. You have been a good girl taking cum in your pussy, he pulled them out nd ate her cummy cunt and then slide one two and finally four fingers in her. He finger fucked Becky for five minutes and then pulled them out and slid his long thick cock in her. Becky had been moaning but this made her moan louder, he long fucked her and then stopped and pulled out of her and she asked for more. He came over and told her to open her mouth and he placed the ball gag in her mouth and fastened it on her. Grabbed her hands and put them above her head with the restraints and fastened them together so she could not move them and pushed her legs back and slide in her and fucked her hard and he could hear her muffled screams and after ten minutes he shot deep in her. He pulled out and she thought he would unfasten her but he cleaned up and she could hear him getting dressed and then she heard the door. Her breeder said it is about time you guys got here, she is right over there she is all yours just untie her and leave her blindfolded when you are done. The guy who was leaving was Rick he was 45 6' tall lean white and had a huge dick and the two who entered were Dan and Taylor. Taylor was his nephew and Dan was a buddy of his from work. Tyler was 6'1 180 white blonde and packing 10" and Dan was Egyptian with Dark skin, hair and eyes. He was 5'11 170 with an 8' beer can dick. Taylor pulled off his shorts and t-shirt and Dan dropped a bag and went over to examine the merchandise while Uncle Rick left. Taylor wasted no time and slide in Becky and long dicked her while Dan put the clamps on Becky's tits and he rubbed he clit. She did not last long and she came, Dan went to his bag and brought out a butt plug and some other toys and placed them on the bed and a vibrator the he turned on and used to stimulate her nipples while clamped this must have felt good and hurt all at the same time since she begins to moan and scream depending on how he held it. Taylor has been fucking her for 20 minutes and he shoved deep and howled as he unloaded in her and said fuck that is some fine slut pussy. He pulled out and got cleaned up and said he needed to meet his lady and slipped out the door. Dan grabbed his back and pulled out the rest of his stuff. He lubed up Becky's ass hole and worked the first butt plug in her, The smallest of them and twisted her around and he grabbed his electro shock wand with the other and used it on her nipples and she screamed and tried to turn side ways to get away but he just wen to the other nipple and finally just slapped the nipple clamp off and then the other and git her nipples more with the wand. Becky had no idea what she was in for but Dan was a twisted fucker and he loved white sluts. He played with the butt plug pulled it almost out and then letting it go back in and then he started to pop it out and push it back in. Dan said, good girl you are ready for the next size. Dan pulled out and lubed up the next and pressed it against her ass hole and tried several angles to get her top open up and applied lots of pressure and finally the plug popped in. She stopped the little muffled squeal she had been making. He let her get used to the plug while he took rope and tied off her breast and then sucked her nipples and Dan had been toying with her for more than an hours and knew he had to be somewhere at five so he climbed on her and pressed his rock hard fat dick against her pussy. He pressed and just like the plug had to try different angles and finally started to feel her pussy give way. He spit on her and spoke in Arabic as he stretched her and tore her up inside and finally pressed all the way in and finally said you are such a fucking whore. He fucked her all the while she was squealing until close to the end when she had a huge orgasm and her body shook and Dan slammed his dick all the way into her unloaded his massive load. He left his dick inside her pumping till he lost some erection and then pulled out and cleaned up leaving her there all used.

Becky was a young girl without insurance, she grew up poor and had not seen the doctor much, She worked in a convenience store and over heard a women talk about the free clinic down the street. Becky waited till her day off and went to check it out. Becky wanted to see if she could get BC as she was always afraid to have sex and several of the guys she went out with over time wanted to fuck her bare but she would never let them and always worried condoms would break. When she walked in there were several women all older then she was and several of them were pregnant. Becky took a number and filled out a form. The form asked when her last appointment was, if she was or had ever been pregnant, if she had insurance and have you ever had sexual intercourse. Becky quickly filled it out and the Nurse, Javier read the answers and handed her another form. He told her to fill it out and bring it back. This one had a lot more questions. The questions below: When was the last time you had sexual intercourse, was it vaginal or anal? Ever been with more than one partner at a time, three way or more? Ever let a guy cum inside you? If so Anally or Vaginally? Ever been with another women? Would you consider multiple partners? Ever been on Birth Control? Do you want to be a mother? What are the fantasies you have, let the doctor know so you can make the most out of your visit. Why did you come for a visit today? Becky froze for a few minutes and thought I can not answer all these and then she mustered up the courage. She just wanted birth control and if this is what she had to do she would do just that. She answered the questions as follows: I had sex two weeks ago, we used condoms. No I have never been with more than one partner but have thought about it, movies and stuff. No, I am not attracted to women. I am not sure I would consider it but have cum with my vibrator thinking about it. Someday I want to be a mother but I am too young. I would never but the ides of being the center of a gang bang or group is really hot, I think porn girls are so lucky. I want birth control. Becky took the sheet up to Javier and he smiled at her and winked. She thought he was really cute and she took her seat and waited for them to call her number, it was 7. Ten minutes later she was called and Javier placed her in room 3, handed her a gown and she was told to get naked and to put her clothes in the bin, he pointed to the corner. She did as she was told and sat on the table. Javier came back and pulled out the stirrups and had Becky put her feet in them and then pulled out a thermometer and lifted her gown exposing her vagina and lubed up the thermometer and slide it into her, It was the largest thermometer she had ever seen. It was almost as thick as the dick the guy who fucked her last had. Javier loved it around in her and she started to get uncomfortable and wet inside and let up a little moan. Javier said we are almost done but you have to hold still. Javier moved the thermometer around some more and she moaned and then he said I found the spot, we are almost done and he slowly moved it back and fourth for three minutes and pulled it out and wrote down several things down in her chart. He pulled her gown down and told her Doctor Marin would be right in. Javier was cute 5'10 muscled and 25 years old or so black hair and brown eyes. Doctor Martin walked in and he was 6'3 muscled but in a lean way and red hair and blue eyes. He was really good looking and Becky was horny after Javier had gotten her all aroused. Hi Becky Doctor Marin said and she said Hi back. I see her you are looking to get on birth control is that correct? Yes Becky echoed. Well Becky, you can leave today with Birth Control but over the next several visits and some homework we can not only figure out what birth control is right for you but get you on it. He grabbed the chart and said, looks like you are running a little warm. I think we may need to take that again, it does not seem right. Let me examine you and I will send Javier back in her. Dr Martin lifted up the gown and used both hands and pulled her labia apart exposing her wet pussy. He rubbed them and slide his fingers up to her clit and rubbed it and she moaned. Looks like this is all functioning property, I am going to do an ultrasound on your vagina now. He turned his back and pulled out a wand and lubed it up and told Becky that this would take pictures for him to review and that sometimes women have an orgasm while the want is inside. It is normal and nothing to be ashamed about. OMG Becky thought, she had only seen something like that in the movies. Doctor Martin held in his left hand and started to finger her with his right. one slowly in and then two. The third was tight but he slowly messaged her clit and she opened up. You are ready now, you will feel a small vibration as it is taking images, He pressed the want against her open vagina and slowly slit it in and she had an orgasm almost immediately as he rested it against her clit. He reassured her that was normal and then twice more before he finished. Okay Becky, Javier will be back in to take your temp again but may need to use a different thermometer since the one he used may not be working. Javier came back in with a larger thermometer and lubed it up and it easily slide in. Javier said you are really wet, it does not want to hold in place. He kept moving it back and fourth and deeper and deeper inside her and before long she came a fourth time as he had it pressed all the way inside her as his thumb messaged her clit. I got it, I am not sure was wrong with the other thermometer but this reading is normal. He handed her some towels to clean up and told her to go ahead and get dressed and meet him out front and he would set her next appointment and give her some homework.

So, I need to talk about this in a safe space. I wonder if others of you have started to feel this way recently, and are willing to share your thoughts. (Even if you don't feel this way, I'd love to hear from your as well!) So, since all the COVID and MPX nonsense of the last few years, I'd become very skittish around the idea of just hooking up indiscriminately like I used to. Felt like no one was really worth the risk of either of those diseases - yes, I know that sounds somewhat disingenuous from someone who is HIV+ and an avowed member of the "raw is law" crowd. Initially, I thought after all of the lockdowns were behind us in a few weeks or months, I'd be back in the saddles (or slings) and back to my old cum-loving self... But things didn't really spring back to normal, and we weren't really able to (safely) meet up for this type of stuff for longer than expected. I'll admit that I wound up getting a far bigger porn addiction than anything I'd had previously...it was really my main sexual outlet, outside of the posts and reads on here. Turns out to not be the healthiest addiction out there, and has been a hard one to kick. Over time, though, a funny thing happened... After a while, I found myself spending way too much time on the various tube sites (before some were shut down, or had their content massively purged). As time went on, I found my interests devolving more and more into the more intense aspects of sex and kink videos....got really into watching spanking/CP vids, "home intruder" role plays, etc. My own personal thoughts shifting toward those as well....but unfortunately not being in any position to act on any of this. Eventually, though, things started to shift to a sense of normality...and I managed to indulge in some man-to-man action on occasion. It was, well... ...mediocre, to say the least. Without going into too many specifics, I had a mix of top encounters and bottom ones. Nothing particularly bad; just "meh..." Not to say that the guys were of poor quality; I just felt like I wasn't able to really connect and get into the moment as easily as I used to. I did the first thing many of us would do in those situations and immediately thought that it was something wrong with me. I wasn't good enough, my body wasn't good enough, my technique was no longer good enough - all of those negative emotions that come far too easily. After a few lacklustre experiences, I threw in the towel. I decided against meeting up for any play for a few months until I was able to get into a better mental space. That turned out to be a Pandora's box of emotions, though. All of that negativity came washing back, and created this constant feedback loop that didn't serve to make me feel any better about myself. Eventually, though, that started to turn. While, yes, I do still have those remnants of negativity swashing around my brain, a funny thing happened. I realised that all the time away from mindless action made me think about what it really is that I wanted from my sexual encounters....a deep connection. I'm not saying that I have to fall in love with the man on top of me (or beneath me), but have that kind of intimate, non-verbal desire that is present from that initial moment and building all the way through to the intense climax. Nowadays, when a guy messages me to tell me how many loads he has and if I want to contribute more - I just don't engage. Same goes for guys messaging me to bottom for them, but demand I be blindfolded and pre-loaded - just not my thing any longer. If it's not eye-to-eye, mouth-to-mouth, body-to-body action, it just doesn't stir any desire within me. As a result, the volume of responses I get on the various sites and apps has dropped considerably. While that may sound disheartening, it doesn't really bother me much in reality. Basically, I'd rather wait for a good experience, rather than just the next one. So, yeah...I feel that the seeming trend of cumdumping, gangbanging, and H-n-H sessions just isn't my scene and that I've become a bit of a minority among the bareback brotherhood. There are times where I wonder if I'm alone in this, though I know that's likely not the case. Looking forward to hearing others thoughts and stories here. Bit of a long post from me, but I know through my years on this community that this has been a safe space for me to talk about these sorts of things.

If you fancy stopping by Manchester on the wayI'd love to taste that beautiful dick

Went to Copenhagen to see some friends and of course had to get fucked as well. I was wrecked from visiting the city but couldn't say no to this beautiful cock that filled my hole with thick, creamy cum. It was a lot! (Damn, Danish people have big dicks)

Fuck, this story is still one of my favorites, and it only gets better with each new chapter!

Just now. 2nd load of the day. BIG thick 8 inch dick. Even after being fucked earlier I was still tight. But once he got it in damn it felt sooo fucking good

I still can't wrap my head around the concept of a man being "disappointed" that his partner was taking charge of his own health. Or rather, I can't wrap my head around the idea of a *sane intelligent non-controlling* man being disappointed etc. It's your life, your health - take charge of it, or not, at your peril.

It’s best to get on their mailing list, so you get a heads up (as it were).

Much of the CDA was struck down as unconstitutional and was supported by both parties (you're likely too young to remember this, I was in my early 30s). The case was Reno v ACLU, 1997. The name refers to Janet Reno, who was the Attorney General then and was defending the law (as was her job). Congress was trying to regulate something very new and different using frameworks from the previous decades that didn't really work for online content, even in its 1990s infancy. They didn't really know what they were doing. They mostly still don't. So the answer to "who was the culprit" was EVERYONE. Quite literally all of the people running the country. It was passed with bipartisan majorities in both houses of Congress. It's simplistic and absurd to blame one party or the other. A discussion of Reno: [think before following links] https://mtsu.edu/first-amendment/article/531/reno-v-american-civil-liberties-union But I don't know how you can support Republicans who literally want us all dead. Good luck with that. I have a rule that I don't ever sleep with Republicans. I would urge everyone else here to do the same. No one is hot enough for that.

I mostly get topped by much older guys. I just love how they can be experimental and be very creative with the play. The young ones felt like i was just a cum dump. No real play just a fuck and go. Although it could have just been rhe boys I been with.

You misunderstand me. Yes, in the US, the injustice has been perpetrated because white people have been the majority in power, and thus the ones to react in such a way toward those who are “other” because their skin color, national origin, religion, you name it, was not that of the dominant white culture. But my point is that it’s not something about having white skin or Western European ancestry that has caused them to behave this way, it’s because they’re human, and that’s the way humans in power treat those who aren’t. That’s why we see such treatment repeated in different ways across the globe not just by whites, but by empowered majorities in lots of places, including places where there are no Caucasians. If it were limited to Caucasians, then these other places would be free of it - they’re not. Therefore the behavior must be inherent in human nature.

Asking is always good Or if you are looking to swallow, and you like being blindfolded, you could always post a sign - either on the wall in your cubicle or just write across your chest “urinal” or “urinal and cum dump”

I'll be in Blackpool this weekend, planning to spemd most of Saturday afternoon at W3 sauna but may try this place afterwards if they let non guests in. I'd love you to fill my hole 😈

**This is Fantasy and fiction. And the purpose of the article is not to encourage unsafe sex. Any resemblance to someone's life is purely coincidental. Nothing in this work should in any way be construed as medical advice or instruction.** ~~~~~~ Chapter 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.

I'm on prep, neg never refuse any load. Majority of the time drug free. Have had coke in the ass a few times, first time was with a group of Arabs that fucked me silly the coke turned me into a total cum drunk cock whore. After that have done with those guys only.

I haven’t had any scares but I get loads pretty often from guys I never even see. One after another. Lots of anon. I am on daily prep. Hopefully it’s enough to keep me neg and keep taking loads. I’m really putting prep to the test

Neg here. Love getting loaded. Whether it’s by one or two guys or a gang bang. I take on demand but am due for a test soon. I don’t consider myself a bug chaser either, I consider myself a load chaser. After enough scares I’ve already accepted that it’s possible I’ll get pozzed eventually. I’m kind of numb to it at this point

As we enjoyed our early morning swim the cub asked me about Joe. You could see the wheels turning in his head as I described seeing the end of his first man on man blowjob with Claude, and then Joe’s report of the day be fore’s encounter. I’m going to let the cub and Joe share their accounts of what happened later that afternoon. Cub There were no winds, so the three guys stayed rafted to our boat through the next day. I always like a sexual challenge so began scheming in my head as I listened to Joe’s limited man on man sex experience as we swam early on the second day. I found every opportunity to be as close to Joe throughout the morning as I could manage without looking obvious. Our conversations were easy, comfortable and engaging. I liked him and got the sense that he liked me to. In the middle of the afternoon he excused himself begging off to have a nap on their boat. Since none of the other guys were around at that moment I asked if he would mind if I joined him. He hesitated before responding but ended up saying, “Why not.” He left his shorts on as he climbed into the v-birth, I climbed in naked spooning behind him. We soon drifted off into a deep short sleep. I awoke with my boner pushed against the back of his shorts and an arm around his bare chest. He slowly woke, rolled on his back, smiled at me and said, “Thanks, that was very nice.” With one hand still on his chest I reached and stroked my waking woody. I caught his eye and moved mine to look at my erection as an invitation. He smiled while climbing out of the bed saying, “Thanks, but no thanks.” He went to the fridge and pulled out a couple of beer. “Come join me in the cockpit.” I didn’t bother with my swim suite and cuddled close beside him as we nursed our beers and continued our comfortable conversation. One beer led to two, led to five. I was feeling pretty tipsy already when Joe offered me a shoot of vodka. One shot led to three. I leaned into kiss and Joe enthusiastically engaged with me. I reached into his shorts, and he was hard as a rock. In my drunken stupor I didn’t over think it and asked him to fuck me. “Why not?” he said as he tottered out of his shorts. I bent over the bench and felt him kiss my neck. “I don’t think we have any condoms on board, sorry.” “Fuck man, this ass has never seen a condom. Why would I start now?” I was afraid this might end the adventure, but he was spitting onto his cock. He drunkenly drove deep into my hole, and I screamed in pain. “Fuck, fuck man, I’m so sorry” and he tried to pull out. I grabbed his butt pulling him back in deep. “Not to worry dude, I love this exquisite pain! Beside it's already receding and being replaced by pure pleasure.” He slowly and gently began to fuck my ass. I was afraid he would change his mind, so I rolled over onto my back to keep eye contact. He tentatively slid back in as my feet rested on his shoulder’s. Again, he slowly fucked me like I was a piece of delicate China. His face was creased with concern. “I’m not a fragile doll stud, I need you to pound my hole.” His power and rate increased a little and I cried “Harder stud, fuck me harder.” He gritted his teeth and slammed into me, “Like this?” “Just like that, or harder still straight daddy.” Something snapped in him, and he brutally assaulted my hole. I knew I now had him and acted like I was afraid; this just brought the animal instincts out in him more so and he grabbed hold of my chest twisting my muscular breasts and tearing at my cub hair. Everyone one of his thrusts were now striking my prostate causing and incredibly satisfying pain. I’d freed this straight man to use and abuse me, I just wanted him to take and claim all of me. His breathing became very erratic, I milked his big cock with my ass muscles, and he was soon firing bullet after bullet of straight cum deep into my inner sanctum. He collapsed panting on top of me as I heard cheering from the crowd that had gathered to watch from the deck of our bigger boat. …… Joe I must have drifted into a deeper sleep for my nap than normal. It took me a moment to remember the warm hand on my bare chest must belong to the cub that had spooned me. Speaking of spooning I then realized his hard on was pushing at the ass of my shorts. Thank God I had left them on. I turned over and was delighted to hear myself saying, “Thanks, that was very nice.” He must have thought my words were an invitation, he rolled on his back, grabbed his erection and with his eyes invited me to go down on him. “Thanks, but no thanks.” I was out of there grabbing beer to try and calm my nerves. I handed one to him and was a bit uncomfortable that he snuggled his naked body up close to mine in the cockpit out for anyone who wanted to look to see. As we finished each bottle of beer, he would make his way to the fridge for new ones. I think we were at five, I was a bit drunk, but decided let’s keep this party rolling. I grabbed the vodka and one shot led to three. The cub leaned in to kiss me and I stuck my tongue deep down his throat. He responded eagerly as our tongues danced and slid around inside each other. He eventually pulled away and bluntly commanded “Fuck me daddy.” “Why not.” Crossed my drunken lips before I even gave it a thought. I quickly slipped out of my shorts, spit on my hard cock and went to plunged it deep into his waiting hole. That’s when even in my drunken state I somehow remembered we should be using condoms and confessed I didn’t think there were any on the boat. “Fuck man, this ass has never seen a condom. Why would I start now?” I spit on my cock and plunged deep into his hole. I was immediately sorry hearing his scream. He assured me this was a pain he loved all the while pulling me back into him with his hands on my ass cheeks. I cautiously began to slide in and out of him. He was clearly amused and assured me once again, this time that he wasn’t fragile. I upped my game, but he just kept asking for it harder and faster. I really was concerned I might hurt him. cried “Harder stud, fuck me harder.” He cried. I gritted my teeth and slammed into him with all my weight. “Like this?” “Just like that, or harder still straight daddy.” This flicked a nasty switch deep in me that I’d never experienced before. I felt raunchier and hornier and more domineering than ever. I lost track of him, and an animal rutting energy took over. I saw the fear in his eyes, and this just drove me more and more out of control. This sweet cub had turned me into a nasty pig only interested in my own pleasure. It was like he was begging me to own and abuse his body. So, claim it I did as I climaxed deep inside with volley after volley erupting from my liberated balls. I collapsed on top of him and suddenly felt that it was indeed him who had claimed and dominated me. And I loved that feeling. That is until I heard a crowd from the other boat cheer. ‘How much of this had they seen and heard?’ To be continued ...

The thing is, it's not "just sucking a cock", like in a backroom or fuckjoint. In those places, it's nothing but a Cock. You don't have any connection to the other guy other than shared Lust. With a family member, t would be sucking a cock whose owner is closely connected to you. Every bit of emotional baggage would come right along with the load. Faced with being forced to make that choice, I'd stop having sex altogether. For me, it's abjectly inconceivable. There is, however, one possible exception: Imagine two biological brothers, a couple of years apart in age, both of which are born gay. As they grow up, they form a bond, they defend each other, they support each other, they take care of each other emotionally. They can form a bond that grows into something so special, becomes so close they confirm that specialness sexually. That I can comprehend, having known 2 sets of gay brothers through the years. Obviously, the brotherly connection is paramount - the sexual connection merely reinforces the primacy of the emotional ties. In that case, it's everything but "just a cock".

This sounds a lot like me. Plugged in my phone to recharge and went to kitchen to get a snack. Wife came home from work (I hadn't paid attention to time) and headed into other room. I finished getting snack and we t to other room to find my wife looking through my gallery. I'd plugged phone in but forgot to shut it off and she doesn't know my code to open it, ugh, so dumb. I had pics showing me cross dressed, playing with an assortment of dildos and vibrators, locked in a chastity device (don't have it anymore as someone stole it), a video of me getting fucked from slow to fastest setting by my fuck machine which has an 11" very fat black dong. To say the least, she was pissed. Till then she'd only suspected such things but now she saw proof. Basically her own fault mostly. It's been over 23 years since we last had sex. She'd got her 'change of life --menopause somewhat earlier than avg and we went from 6, 8, 12, 20 times per week of sex to zero in less than 2 months. Was difficult for me at first but although I loved sex, I thought I could handle it. I actually did do very good for between 5-6 years. I'd been completely straight my entire life to this point, not even a thought of me ever doing anything gay. Then a trip into Des Moines for business that I'd figured would take most of the day but actually only took a little over an hour. This left me with a lot of time on my hands. I decided I didn't want to rush home and thought I'd drive around town to see what changes had been done. I'd went to school in Des Moines for electronics almost 40 years before and though I'd been back to town a few times since had not really had time to look around. Huge amount of changes. Old YMCA downtown had been taken down and new one built elsewhere. About 7 or 8 of us had stayed there while in school. Very cheap back then at only $15 dollars per week. That got you a small room, with single bed, a desk, two chairs and small closet, but you could not have a hot plate or anything else to fix food but no problem as cafe in Y and several others within a couple of blocks, but added feature was no extra charge to use any of the Y's facilities if not in use by some group, which meant, to me anyway, I got to use gym to shoot baskets and sometimes even got in games when enough guys there, not a big swimmer but sometimes that's fun, weight room and whatever else was open (never tried handball courts as although I know how to play many different sports that's one I'd never learned even to today). Found many other changes, when going to school, there had been 5 or 6 drive-in theaters in Des Moines, now zero. Then upon turning a corner, about half way in that block, I just happened to look at a sign on a building, the name of an adult store & arcade. That kicked in my damn curiosity, as I'd heard of them but never been in one. I drove around the block and slowing down saw a sign pointing up alley saying parking for that place in rear, so I turned in and parked. Absolutely no idea what to expect inside. Entered and didnt take long to be amazed at how many 'sex' toys there seemed to be. I was actually quite naive and only barely knew anything except I knew about dildos and vibrators but had no idea of how many different ones there were plus had to read packages to find out what many things actually were. Walked around just basically in discovery mode trying to figure out many items I had no idea of plus in separate room found rack after rack of videos (back then and only about 12-14 years ago almost all were VHS tapes lol). In a previous job and many years before and married to my first wife (my present wife is my third one) my boss and I had been invited to a stag party in another small town about 7 miles away being held by a customer. Invite had stated, only men invited-stag only, there will be several XXX movies to be shown (these were all 8mm on reels-way old huh?), bring your own beer but he'll have lots of chips and dips. All movies shown were straight sex but kind of interesting. I've drank quite a bit of beer when younger, but even then preferred my Bacardi 151 Rum and Coke (no damn ice please as I'm not a polar bear lol) but invite said beer, so I took a twelve pack of Budweiser in a cooler and my boss brought an entire case of Bud (largest selling beer in the world at that time and main plant in St Louis, Missouri and still the only beer I drink and reg Bud as I detest light beers). Lots of joking and other odds and ends of talk before and during the movies. I drank, I think, either 8 or 9 of my beers and boss probably one or two more than me. We watched approx 12 or so movies by then, and since we had to work the next day and they still had probably 25-30 more movies, (that guy had one of the largest collections of 8mm porn I have ever seen) we left and headed for home but not straight home as we stopped at this bar deciding g to have just one more before going home. It was just about midnight then and entered and took seats at bar and boss ordered himself a beer but I'd had enough of that, I thought, and they had no 151 Run, so settled for reg Bacardi Rum and Coke. Was almost done with my drink, when for first time looked around the bar and almost fell off stool when, clear at back table I saw four of my closest friends. My boss said he was going to have another beer and asked if I wanted another drink which I declined telling him I was going back to talk to my friends. He nodded saying take your time I'll drink slow. Went back to table and friends were surprised as hell. Told me to sit down and join them. They were just ordering again when I got there and one was my best friend (a year younger and we'd met when he entered 7th grade and I'd entered 8tb grade and we're still best friends even today, which makes it 61 years of friendship) and he told waitress to bring me one too. Apparently they were all drinking same thing and when it was brought to table I found out that they were all drinking pitchers of Budweiser, no glasses lol, everyone had their own pitcher and we're drinking right from the pitchers. Not what I'd expected but not polite to refuse a friend's offer so I started drinking my pitcher and talking and joking with them with gusto as it had been a while since I'd been able to party with any of them as out of the 5 of us, I was the only one married at the time. Didn't pay attention to time as having such a great time with old friends (oh and as of now, only my best friend and I are the only ones still alive). Before I knew it, I'd drank 3 of those pitchers, and was getting pretty doggone wasted when my boss tapped me on the shoulder saying we'd better head out as it was now 2 AM and closing time for bar. Boss had drank more beer than me at stag party and then at bar while I was downing pitchers he'd had another 9 or 10 beers, and was about as wasted as Mr and he was driving. Had to drop me off at my home, on SW side of town and then drive to his home clear across town on the NE side of town. I had to open business in morning meaning we opened at 8 AM but I had to be there to get things organized by 7:30 AM and I hadn't drank that much in several years so guess what, I was bent over the porcelain stool for almost 3 hours after getting home so almost 5 AM before I fell asleep. Ugh approx 2 hours of sleep hung over terribly with wife just laughing but 7:30 I was entering shop. 8 AM unlocked door and OMG was I happy it started out a very slow morning. Delivery guy showed up on time but no sign of boss. Delivery guy as also stocked inventory we'd had delivered from main office the afternoon before. I was only 24 then and he was 60 something and slow as hell. I'd put away stuff when he was on vacation and was a large shipment and even answering phone and filling orders had it all in proper places on shelves before end of day, but that old guy almost always had half the things left to put away the next morning. Finally boss showed up and hour late looking about as bad as I felt. He told me he was going to make me a deal, let me go back home to get some sleep, keeping me on the clock but I had to come back no later than 1:30 PM and relieve him and then he'd go home to rest. Then next morning we'd both be ok to go. Great deal and that little extra sleep did me wonders but was last good thing that boss ever did. Loved my wife but she just could not keep her legs together. I told 5 different guys that they would find better health in a different town and I had a rep as nobody to fuck with so all 5 packed up and left, 4 of them, not close friends, but supposed to be friends. Thought that had ended it but then found out boss had been fucking her too as she'd taken on job of babysitting his kids and I stead of him doing his rounds tosmall towns around us plus businesses in town, he was taking off home to fuck my wife. Then he quit job and went to work for a client just as I found out about them so I demanded that she quit babysitting and actually found her another job as a waitress, more money, right next door to where my dad worked. It was an old time style family oriented bar and restaurant and one of the cooks was my aunt, my dad's sister so I figured no way could she cheat anymore lol, was I wrong. She soon was fucking the guy that delivered their bread, again a supposed friend of mine. I bowled on Tuesday nights, two back to back leagues. He bowled only the first one, different team but we almost always had talks. Then found out while I was bowling zecond league he would head to our place and fuck my wife in our bed. By this time I'd had enough, had let old boss off with just a warning (a few years later I'd wished I'd have kicked his ass as on 3rd wife and our kids were in 6th and 3rd grade and he had become a custodian there, plus another of my dad's sisters was a cook there, I had parent-, teacher conference and when done headed to cafeteria to say a quick hello to aunt and ran into old boss sweeping floor (hadn't seen him in about 10 or 12 years so no idea he was there) and just as I got to him he looked up and both of us were surprised. I was just about to be nice and just say hi how have you been but before I could open my mouth he, in a nasty tone of voice, asked what the hell was I doing there. Tone kind of shocked me a bit but I just said, I've got two kids in school there and just had conferences with teachers and now I was going to cafeteria to say hi to my aunt before heading back to work. Decided to hell with being nice and asking how he'd been doing and started to walk away. Asshole then, again in nasty tone, basically stopped me short saying, that I'd better not be causing any trouble in 'his' school or I'd answer to him. That stopped me for sure and I turned back to him and said, I'll answer to you? That's a good joke, what are you doing to do, yell at me and then run to get help, cause I have no intention to cause any trouble but if I did, you sure as hell aren't the one I'd have to answer to and if you did come at me, which I very much doubt, I'd kick your ass to the moon like I should have done way back when I found out you'd been fucking my first wife. You were actually the 6th guy she cheated with but the first one I let off. And if you don't like what I just said, why wait for any trouble elsewhere when it's readily available right here and now if you want to try your luck. He didnt say another word just started sweeping floor again. Well, I got way off track didn't I? Anyway, after looking at about everything in that adult store I'd noticed a sign with an arrow pointing down a hallway saying arcade this way and underneath that it said booths only take quarters and $1,25 minimum. Well I'd looked over everything else so I thought why not take a look. Had to go to counter though to get quarters. Had only 1 one dollar bill no fives so had to get out a ten dollar bill. $1.25 mini.um but I figured I'd probably spend $2-3 dollars so that was what I was after. Attendent was busy at first so I just placed 10 on counter to wait. He finished with other customer and coming by me and before I could say anything, he'd grabbed my ten and plopped a whole roll of quarters down and was already talking to next person. Ten dollars worth of quarters, oh well didn't want to wait and haggle and besides I could always use change for pop machines, so just headed to arcade. No idea what to expect. Entry was actually just a walk around end of wall and there was one long hallway with booths on each side. Hmm interesting and I walked to end of hall checking out each booth. They were all numbered, on my right from 1 to 8 and on left from 9 to 14. No idea so I just took lucky number 7 lol. Opened door and entered, omg, dark as hell and couldn't see where to put quarters. Had to open door to see box on far wall with slot for money and two knobs, one marked turn to pick out vid and other marked volume. Closed door and felt for slot and dropped in $3 dollars worth and screen lit up with a vid playing. I grabbed vid knob and turned it all the way left to number 1, then slowly turned it right checking out each vid as I went. If I remember right, there were only a dozen vids possible with 9 of them gay sex, 1 was tranny sex, 1 was bisex and 1 was straight sex. That's where I stopped to watch but only about 30 to 40 seconds as both the man and woman were not at all good looking plus guy's dick looked smaller than mine plus their acting stunk to hell. Ugh, what to do? I then decided to try the bisex one, had two guys and one woman. Again a short stay as woman was def ugly and the two guys were making out like crazy while she was sucking one of them. So, next, oh hell, might as well check out the tranny one. Short time again, as tranny was uglier than last woman and was being sucked by a man. Not going good at all. What to do? Decided what the hell, I'll just go to first vid and just see a little of whatever gay guys do. Ugh. Had just got to number 1 and OMG both guys were stroking each other's çock and WOW, looked like two pretty big cocks. Had just noticed that but was going to change vids when I heard what sounded like another of the booths doors open and close so just stopped to listen, oh and I'd turned down volume all the way. Heard coins dropping and it sounded like right in next booth. Then all at once I saw a light coming from beside me from a hole in wall I hadn't noticed before, wtf. I turned and bent down to see what the light was and looking back at me from other booth was a guy whispering something o couldn't hear. I knelt down and whispered back, what did you say I couldn't hear you. He leaned closer and whispered again, can I suck your cock? WTF, I stood up almost on shock as hadn't expected that. Then my damn curiosity kicked in, plus it had been over 5 years since wife cut off our sex life and I was kind of tired of.y own hand and was horny as all get out, and I wondered what the difference was between a woman and a man sucking me, so I undid my pants dropped them and being horny and now a bit excited about difference my cock was already starting up and leaned a bit closer to hole. All at once that guy's hand came through hole, grabbed my cock and pulled it and of course me towards him so my cock was through the hole and before I could react I felt the very warm wet inside of his mouth around me. Felt pretty darn good too but I had been without too long so I'd bet it was only 2 or 3 minutes at most before my cum spurted in his mouth. He sucked till he was sure he had it all let go of me said thanks in a hurry and door opened and closed and he was gone. My thought was there was almost no difference between man or woman BJ. This was the very first time in my life I'd done or even thought about anything gay. This became starting point of what became a several years journey towards me making the decision to only identify myself as gay only and m2m sex only but it came a step at a time with several years in between steps. Only got a BJ about twice per year when in Des Moines, then one trip as I got in booth before I could get my cock out, guy's cock in next booth was already hard and he'd stuck it through hole I guessed for me to suck. Should I or not I thought, then that big C kicked in again as I wondered just what a cock tasted like. So I knelt down with no idea how but tried to do to him what I thought had been done to me. Must have done alright as in about 5 or 6 minutes with hardly any warning, just felt wall jerk as he shoved his cock one last hard thrust and I heard him gasp and whoosh I had my first mouthful of cum, for some dumb reason I hadn't expected that lol. He quickly pulled out of my mouth and I heard his zipper then door and he was gone. I stood up with my mouth full of cum wondering what to do with it. Thought only a few seconds and thought what the hell some had already seeped down my throat while he was cumming and taste wasn't so bad at all. So I swallowed it and have never since done anything else but swallow. So again a couple times per year that was it get or give a BJ. Then next progression came about as got in booth and knelt down to see if guy wanted a BJ or to give one. Surprise, I was looking at a guy's bare ass and he was pulling his cheeks apart showing me his hole which looked slicker than hell with lube and he was asking me to please fuck him. Hmm, again I asked myself should I and again my damn curiosity kicked in as I wondered about difference in a woman's pussy compared to a man's ass. So I dropped my pants and grabbed my already almost hard cock and as he backed up against hole I slid my cock in him and fucked my first guy ever. It was another few years before I let a guy talk me into letting him take my 'anal Cherry' lol. Even then it took him over an hour of haggling with me and I finally gave in when he made me an offer I couldn't refuse because I thought I had a 95% or better chance to win offer. But he was way too good and experienced and like his promise took it very slow and easy and huge amount of lube, starting with just lubing and caressing my crack to more lube as he eased one finger in me, then shortly after easing in and out and around and around with that finger added more lube and second finger and shortly more lube and third finger and finally more lube and fourth finger. Never felt anything like that before. Then he whispered he thought it was time and as he pulled those four fingers out of me he was adding more lube and pushed his huge cock against my hole so it didn't have a chance to hardly close any. He very slow and gently would push at my hole then ease up add more lube then push again and shortly I felt something give and the head of his cock slid in OMG huge but not hardly any pain at all like a shot just very quick Jab and gone. Held still a few seconds then pushed in then eased back adding more lube each time back and each push in apparently a little deeper until all at once I felt his stomach against my ass and lower back and his balls bumped mine and he whispered wow I'm all in you now. What? I didn't believe him. No way in hell for my first time ever could all of his huge cock be all in. That's the reason we'd haggled so long as I already saw his hard cock and it was the biggest one I'd ever seen except in a porno. He was 10 1/2" long and as big around as my wrist no way could I take that as my first. I tried looking between our legs but not much light but it did look like all in so I reached a hand back there to feel and OMG he did feel like it was all in me except for maybe a quarter inch at most. Wow then he started a slow pull back out poured on more lube and back in oh so slow and gentle and each time out added more lube and then every few minutes I could feel him speed up just a little then more time passed and he sped up a little more. Every few minutes on backstroke he'd add more lube and speed up more till, not sure as it was feeling so damn good, but I'd say it had been a good half hour and he was now fucking the hell out of me faster and harder than all get out and OMG again it was driving me crazy with desire as he was so big that every in or out stroke just rubbed the hell out of my prostate. From first time the head of his cock entered me till he finally rammed me really really hard almost spastically and one final giant push in saying here it comes and he filled me up with his cum had been just over an hour. Wow fantastic. Then when he finally stopped squirming and pulled out of me it hit me as all that rubbing against my prostate set me off as my cum flowed out of my dick. Fantastic again. Only bad thing about it, was I was so out of it from the fucking and then me cumming too, that I neglected to get that wonderful guy's name and number and never seen him again since. But that was my journey but it was a good 2 more years before I declared myself totally gay and m2m sex only. Wife had suspected but until she snooped in my phone had no proof of any kind. She was pissed but unlike your story she didn't want to see or have me do anything. Just screamed and hollered at me calling me names then hardly said a word to me for a couple of weeks but little by little she's given in and then one of the women she works with, who is partially handicapped and has a daughter living with her but no damn help, lost electricity in her bathroom plus a plug in in another room that TV was plugged into threw Sparks and wife asked if I'd go with her there as she was going to help clean up that back room and rearrange the furniture while I tried to fix electrical problems. I still have most of my electrical testers, I had learned two diplomas at same time for electrical mechanics and also advanced electrical mechanics. Then at age 50 went back to school to learn about computers, not programming, but workings of them and how to connect many different configurations of networking them. Oldest one I'm class by quite a bit but when courses were over I had the highest point avg based on tests at 99.8% and had only missed out on 1p0% by missing a total over all tests of just two wrong answers but actually knew correct answers but they were multiple choice and had an answer sheet where you filled in the dot of correct answer and I'd got in a hurry and just filled in two dots that were next to correct ones by accident, oof. So fixing a household electrical problems was easy. If I'd been an electrical contractor I'd have had to pay a damn fee plus take some stupid test to get a license to begin to be an apprentice but my schooling was way above that so I passed on that and off and on again for thirty years I worked on TVs, radios, stereos, etc. You'd be surprised at how many, so-called electricians over the years I've asked if they knew what i times r equals E is and they didn't know. That to me means they are not qualified electricians at all as that equation is the most fundamental electrical equation and is called Ohm's Law. i is measured in amperes or shortened to amps, r stands for the resistance in a circuit measured in ohms and has a small omega symbol standing for ohms and E stands for the voltage in circuit measured in volts. Know any two of those figures means you can find the third one. Very very very basic and about the most commonly known eletrical formula so electrician that doesn't know it, there's no way in hell I'd hire him. So now wife knows at least partially about my gay side but hasn't mentioned it now in a good while. Sorry I got long winded. A bad habit of mine sometimes, probably having to do with all the writing I've done over many years.

I’m Warren from spring Texas 77386 age 68 looking to become a true cumdump text me at 713-419-5840. Twitter is WhyNotTx52

Part 6 I walked down the block, leaving my car in the fenced parking lot. It was a rainy night, but even this much rain couldn’t wash away the grime in this neighborhood. I huddled into my jacket, uncertain if I was going the right direction. My feet were already soaked with the cold rain. Just go home. I stopped at the end of a long stretch of fences. This was it. The small building standing alone. The open door was spitting out blue, pink and purple light. There weren’t any lit signs, but Grant had told me there would’t be. I saw a couple people go inside. They didn’t look nervous, just walked right in. And I was a little relieved that I couldn’t see their faces. No one would seè me going in. Not that I expected to know friends from school or my family to be around here. I went in. Grant was standing to the side of a small counter. “Hello, pig boy. You made it this time.” He’d been calling me ‘pig boy’ on the phone for the past two weeks. “Yeah,” I said, feeling embarrassed. I was supposed to come last weekend, but had talked myself out of it and gave Grant some lame excuses the next morning. “Don’t disappoint me again or we’re done here,” he’d told me. I knew tonight was make or break. Grant looked at the attendant standing next to him at the counter. “I’ve got him covered.” “Sure, boss.” Grant lead me through a doorway covered in black plastic fringe. It was like walk-in through a magic mirror. Inside was an open space with bands of colored light that created a patchwork of brightly lit and darkly shadowed spaces. But what blew me away was the small crowd of naked men milling around. Grant steered me to the right, into a locker room. He opened a locker and had me put everything into it before he locked it up. I was left wearing the blue jockstrap he’d told me to buy, and my favorite blue sneakers. “You’re even hotter in the light,” he said admiringly, running one rough hand across my smooth chest. I felt an odd mix of embarrassment and elation. I wasn’t used to guys admiring me like this. Sure I’d been told I looked good, but Grant said it in. a different way that made me feel really sexy. I felt more at ease standing here mostly naked. A cute ginger came around the corner of a row of lockers. He was wearing a red jockstrap and red sneakers. He was probably around my age, fresh faced with a big grin, but stockier than me. His skin was pale, but he had muscles like a young football player. He wasn’t as defined as me, but. He looked like a powerhouse. “Hey, Grant.” “Hello, Wil.” He introduced us. “Follow Wil onto the floor. He knows the lay of the land here. I gotta check on the sound system — it doesn’t sound right.” “Sure.” Grant was gone, and I suddenly felt uncertain what to do. Wil was standing there with a big grin on his face, hands casually on his hips in a power stance. He looked really hot, and it was good to finally have someone my age around for ….. well, whatever this was gonna become. No one at the bookstore had been my age, and I expected the same here at the club. But here was Wil, which was making me feel less anxious. “So this is your first time here?” He asked in a friendly tone. I nodded. “Grant bring you in?” I nodded again. Why am I so nervous? I must seem like a standoffish dick. “How long you been coming here?” I asked. “Hmmmmm.. About eight months. I started going to nursing school here, and found out about this place through a guy I dated.” I learned that Wil was just a year older than me, and had moved here from Boston. We got talking about school for awhile, and I felt myself relaxing. Wil was really normal and friendly. He was an EMT at school, and we chatted about sports games. I told him about playing soccer, and we traded stories about cute guys we had crushes on at school. “I saw you’re part of the jockstrap contingent, too.” I wasn’t sure what he meant. “You’re wearing a jockstrap. That’s a signal that you’re a bottom. Let’s the other guys know.” “Oh.” The implications of that started to settle in, and I was having mixed feelings. At first I felt kinda panicked. Am I a bottom? Did anyone I know see me? What would they tell others? “Are you into older?” “I dunno. I dated guys at school. But…” “I hear ya. I thought I was supposed to meet someone at school, fall in love, and get married. Then I found out I like daddies. And they like me. And the sex is sooooo much better!! They know what they’re doing, and they appreciate a young ass.” He looked at me sitting there. “You’re smoking hot. They’ll be all over you tonight.” I didn’t know what to say. Grant kept telling me I was hot. The guys in the bookstore had each said it. Am I? “You’re cool with poz?” I asked him. “Very. Things are different now than they were.” I nodded. “If you’re here with Grant, I’m guessing he’s already bred you.” I half nodded and smiled, kinda surprised at my own reaction. “A couple weeks ago.” “His dick is amazing. I don’t know how he does it, but he knows exactly what you need, and how to give it to you.” I nodded again. “Yeah he does.” “I’m getting horny,” he said. “Let’s do a lap in our jockstraps, then we can pick a spot to start. It pays to advertise.” Wil lead me around the main floor. There was a set of bathroom stalls and a shower area. The eerie greenish lighting was an alcove with three slings that seemed to just float in the air. I’d never seen a sling, only heard guys joke about them. The heavy chains suspended them in the air were nearly black. ‘What do you think?” “Kinda intimidating,” I admitted. I was glad they were empty; I don’t think I could handle more than that right now. “At first. It took me a couple visits before I tried them out. But they’re amazing. Now its my favorite spot to finish the night.” He looked back into the main room. “One more thing to show you before we go up. He led me over to a wide doorway covered in more of the plastic fringe. He stepped through; I followed. I expected more colored lights, but was met with darkness. I stood there trying to let my eyes adjust, and reached out to where I thought Wil might be, but only caught air. “Welcome to the maze.” After a moment I started to see shapes. The space was narrow and seemed to wind in a couple different directions. There were a bunch of thin walls at different angles. Wil walked me through, and I saw the walls had cutouts in them. “This can be a fun spot when you just want cock.” There were a few black lights overhead, and I noticed my jockstrap glowing in the light. “Ready to see upstairs?” “Sure.” He lead me out of the maze and up the stairs near the slings. It was a loft space with a few big, black plastic mattresses and mirrors on most of the walls to the right. On the left were padded benches that I couldn’t quite figure out — you couldn’t really sit on them. There was also a wooden table against the mirrored wall in the back corner. There were a couple guys up here, but they seemed to be standing around. One was younger like Wil and I, wearing a gold jockstrap. I said hi, but he didn’t seem interested in talking to us. “That’s Justin. He’s only friendly if you’re fucking him.” Wil lead me back down the stairs. “This place gets pretty busy on weekends. Guys come and go pretty fast, though. At least the tops do. Have to get back to their wives.” We were walking past the slings when we came across Grant. “Looks like the lil’ piggies are bonding,” he grinned and put a hand on each of our asses. “I like seeing you two together.” It hadn’t occurred to me until now that he had probably done to Wil what he did to me in the bookstore. That made my cock twitch. “Let’s go see Buzz.” Buzz was the bartender at a tiny station tucked in the front corner — I hadn’t even noticed it earlier. Grant ordered two drinks for us “to take the edge off.” He looked at me. We hung out watching the crowd start to roll in. There had to be about 40 guys in the club now, mostly naked or in a jockstrap. “Not a lot of jockstraps tonight,” Grant said. “You boys could have a really good night ahead of you.” “Hopefully you’ll be taking care of both of us later,” Wil said. I was impressed by how bold Wil was. I didn’t think I could be that way. Grant pulled us both against his body, one on either side of him; he moved his hands lower and used a finger to probe each of our young holes. I didn’t realize how much I wanted my hole touched until that moment. I groaned, and nuzzled closer to him as jolts of pleasure zipped through my body. Wil made a similar sound; I looked at him, our eyes meeting each others, and I felt a new bond between us. “Good little pig boys,”Grant said, his finger gently massaging the tight muscles around my hole. “You’re both gonna get a lot of dick tonight. But you don’t get mine until you each have a load inside you. You want it that way, don’t you, pig boys?” “Fuck yeah,” Wil responded. “Good little pig boy.” Grant looked me in the eye. “And you?” He slapped my ass. Another load in me? I shouldn’t be doing that here. There was a lot of risk.But my hole was saying something different, and Grant massaging my prostrate unleashed something in me. I nodded to him. “Yeah” “Good, boy. I have a special plan for you later, too. A little initiation rite.” He looked down at both of us nuzzled against his body. “You two go and collect some loads. I’ll find you when you’ve each got a few in you.” He looked directly at Wil. “Go see Buzz. He’s got a couple drinks for you two.” Wil and I stood there together, still feeling the horniness that Grant’s fingers had unleashed. Wil grinned at me. “We have work to do!” Wil suggested we start in the maze. I needed to hit the bathroom first, and he said to find him. I had to wait about 10 minutes because there were only two urinals, but it gave me a chance to check out the guys. I was surprised there were so many guys in their 20s and 30s. I still thought Wil and I were among the youngest, but it was a different crowd than the bookstore. There were some older guys, a mix of athletic and bear builds. But I found it all very hot and sexy. All these men walking around naked, comfortable with their bodies. I missed the looks I was getting from a lot of the guys, still feeling overwhelmed by the whole scene. The guy ahead of me was much taller than me, probably 6’2”, with an athletic build, a light coating of hair across his pecs and abs. He smiled at me a couple times, and finally introduced himself just before we got to the urinals. “David,” he said. I introduced myself, but suddenly felt very shy. “He gave my ass a tweak as he finished and started to walk away. “I’ll be looking for you,” he said. I found the maze again, feeling worried that Wil may be pissed I took so long. I had to let my eyes adjust again. This space was darker than the bookstore, and the walls were all painted black. I slowly started making my way around. There were guys back here now, quite a few of them. There were steps along the sides of the room to elevated platforms, and interlocking cubicles down below. I wondered if maybe Wil had gotten tired of waiting for me and left, but then saw him — his pale skin and red jockstrap standing out. He was in a middle cubicle, bent over, with his ass against one wall and hands against the other in front of him. I saw guys in the cubicles on either side of him. I left the higher platform and walked over toward him. The cubicles were built so you walked into them from alternating sides of the row, never able to see who was in the adjacent cubicle. That struck me as really hot. Wil was moaning, cocks stuffed in his ass and mouth. It was hot to watch and my dick got really hard really fast. Wil reached over and put a hand on my abs to say hello without ever leaving either cock. The thumping of body against wood sounded hot. And it was getting faster; Wil started getting louder too, despite the dick in his mouth. “Mhhhffff! Mfffff! MMMFFFFF!” The wall behind him was rattling with the banging, and then suddenly stopped as an anonymous groan emerged from the other side. A hand came through the opening behind Wil and slapped his ass. Wil stood up, a massive grin on his face, and he was breathing hard. “That was hot,” he breathed. He put both hands on my shoulders as he steadied himself, looking like maybe he was lightheaded. Then he kissed me. He kissed me with a long, deep kiss that made my heart start to pound. A couple guys scuttled through the narrow hallway as we kissed, having to brush against Wil’s exposed backside to get by. When we finally broke the kiss he said, “You’re next.” He ushered me into the cubicle he’d vacated. He rubbed some lube into my hole, seeming to enjoy himself as he teased my hole with his fingers. He stuck his tongue in there and. I groaned softly as he opened me up. “I thought you were a bottom,” I said. “You’re inspiring me,” he said. “Fuck you are gorgeous.” He stood up and rubbed my back as I. just stood there, half bent over, with my ass hanging in the air in front of the opening in the wall. “I don’t think there’s anyone there.” “Be patient. There will be,” he assured me. I looked through the cutout in front of me and saw someone standing there, stroking his cock. Was it the same guy Wil had blown? “Take a good hit of poppers“ Wil instructed me, putting a bottle under my nose. I felt the rush of desire flooding me, Wil still massaging my hole with his fingers, when the cock in front of me came through the cutout. I didn’t hesitate, going down on it. It felt so smooth in my mouth, with a long shaft. I rested my weight on my hands against the wall and rocked back and forth a little, letting Wil’s fingers deeper in.. Suddenly his fingers were gone, and I felt him rubbing my back. I could see his sneakers on the floor standing beside me. “Here it comes,” he said excitedly. I felt a hard pressure against my hole and gasped. I had no idea who, but someone was pushing their cock through the cutout behind me. “Push your ass back onto his cock. Let him inside you,” Wil whispered into my ear. The cock behind me popped right through my sphincter and slide deep inside. “Ahhhhhhh,” I sighed as he impaled me. Wil’s finger and tongue massage had loosened up my ass, and whoever was behind me had an easy time opening me fully. Was it one of the guys who had brushed past us a few minutes ago? He. Didn’t waste any time getting into a full fuck, his dick driving deep. Any other time I’d been fucked, they’d had their hands on my body while they did it. This time, no one was touching me because the walls blocked us — all I could feel was each each buried in either end of me. “How’s it feel?” Wil whispered in my ear. I lifted my head, “Fucking amazing!!” Then went back to sucking one cock while another fucked me. The guy behind me was pounding away, and I felt the vibration of the wall as he thumped hard, pushing deep into my hungry hole. His hardness filled me, and I felt him quite as he left his cock in me, just letting it rest there for a moment. What was he doing? The guy in front of me was still fucking my face when the other guy slipped out of my hole and patted my ass. Wil’s fingers rubbed my hole next. “Congrats on your firs load of the night.” I stood up, stretching my leg muscles, breathing hard from the exertion. Wil came close, putting his face next to time and kissed me again. “Now turn around and offer your hot ass to the other guy. Let’s see what he does.” Without thinking I turned around, Wil still standing so close. I could feel the heat of his body. I offered my ass toward the cutout I’d been sucking cock through. What the fuck am I doing? But the logical voice in my head was overwhelmed by desire. I’d never felt this horny before. What was happening to me? My thoughts were shattered by the feeling of hard pressure against my waiting hole. That long, slender, smooth cock I’d been sucking was now sliding inside my ass. Without the cock in my mouth I just started moaning. This fuck was longer and deeper than the first. I started to pull off the cock, but Wil stopped me. “Take it. Just let him fuck you. That’s it. Give him your ass. He won’t last long in there.” I was moaning, probably louder than I realized. I was braced against the wall, a mix of pain and pleasure as that long cock effortlessly fucked me deep. As Wil predicted, it wasn’t long before I felt him shoot a hot load up inside my gut. He pulled out quickly and patted my ass. “That was hot,” Wil said, nuzzling against me as he helped me stand. up. “You’re so fucking hot to watch get used.” My head was honestly spinning. I had a cute guy being sweet to me, which seemed weird in this place, and had just been fucked by two guys through cutouts in a wall without ever seeing them. I shouldn’t be good with this. This isn’t who I’m supposed to be. Is it? “It was hot seeing you in there, too,” I admitted softly. “Good. Because we’re just getting started.”

Becky took ten minutes to collect herself and she came out to the front desk and Javier said Doc wants to see you in a week, she said good I have Thursdays off so that work anytime. Javier said we have a 3 PM and am going to put you down for that. Doc also wrote two scripts for you, Becky said I don't have insurance and Javier piped up and said there is no charge for these if you take them to the address on the Pamphlet attached to the scripts. Javier then whispered, Doc is a little worried about you and he thinks you should go right away so I made you an appointment for 2 PM today. I have sent over the script and Doc will make sure they have all the information they need to help you. Becky left worries, what was wrong with her. Would she have to wait till the next session in order to find out. It was now 11 and she would only have time to get back to her place and grab a bite and then head over to the center. It was about ten blocks from her apartment. Becky got home to her studio apartment and for the first time she walked in and did not feel alone. She had a glow about her, she did not put two and two together but cumming in the doctors office gave her a warm feeling inside out. Becky quickly had some soup, brushed her teeth and put on some panties that were not wet and headed to the center. She did not want to be late since she had to walk. She arrived at ten till one and entered and handed the script to gentleman at the front. Young guy about 22 Becky thought, tall but not very good looking. His name was Marty and Marty said Doctor Bryan has been expecting you. Please have a seat and I will call you shortly. Marty called Becky and lead her into the back and an office not an exam room. In walked Dr Bryan while Marty was still in the room. Becky could not help but notice that Marty had a big bulge in his pants and having been so aroused this morning she wanted sex in the worst way and Marty was right there. Becky thought to herself maybe Marty would fuck her after work but he would need to bring his own condom because it looked like an average sized condom would not fit him. Dr Bryan told Marty he would call him when he needed him and to shut the door on the way out. He sat down and jumped right into it, Becky do you know why you have been sent here, Becky said no not really. Doc Bryan said, you are not functioning properly from the test you have taken and Doctor Martin has processed your labs and you are allergic to condoms. It has done a number on you and he sent you here to help you while you are waiting for your body to heal and to go on birth control. Becky thought she was going to cry, how would she have sex and although she was so horny to have Marty fuck her she would not do it without a condom. Doc Bryan said, there are three things you are here for. The first is we need to monitor your vaginal progress and this can be done with this, he led up a little pill and told Becky it had a camera in it,, it would be able to send back pictures inside her vagina so Doc Martin could see her progress. No more condoms by the way. It is very serious what you have. In order to heal you need to stay moist and have orgasms every day. Fortunately you are not the only one who has ever had this and we have had great success in treating it. All can recover as long as they follow all instructions and we have had great success with the exception of two. One refused to give up condoms and she had to have surgery and the other had to have a hysterectomy. I hope you will be one of the success stories. Let me pour you something so you can take this and we can go to the exam room after we talk about your treatment plan. Doc Bryan handed her some fruit punch and two pills. She took them and then Doc started to tell her about the two groups set up to help and the call line. Becky there are two groups, one is set up to pleasure you and stimulate you orally. Have you ever been eaten out to orgasm? Becky said no not really, well this group is set up and you can arrange for that her or with home visits. The second group is a fixed group, they have all been fixed and pose no risk of pregnancy. You will be encouraged to have vaginal sex but can not use condoms so this group will help you. It is all clinical and physical and some women (most) use a blindfold I will give you so they can enjoy themselves without any uncomfortable emotions just pleasure but the most important thing is that you keep your vagina most so it can heal and having cum in it helps. I know this may be overwhelming but you are in good hands. Becky started to feel woozy but hornier then she had all day. Lets get you to an exam room, Marty can you come in her. Marty entered and Doc said show Becky to exam room three. They entered and there was a low large bed sofa and a towel was placed on it. Marty handed her a gown and said he would be back in in five minutes and right on time he was. Lay on the two for Doc and place this on. He wants you to practice. What Becky did not know was she was tape the entire time, Becky as tingly all over and feeling like she was going to pass out. Becky wanted to get off so bad as she laying there with her blindfold on. The door opened and Becky could tell someone was there but did not move and then her gown was pulled off of her and she was naked now. Normally she would feel self conscious but in her partied up state she just felt horny and wanted someone to touch her. Slowly a hand began to touch her lightly, her breast and then traced down her abs to her legs and with one hand pulled her left leg up and then to her right and some movement on the bed and a warm tongue on her vagina and it felt so good and whoever it was brought Becky to orgasm in ten minutes and then slowly kissed his way p her abs and sucked her nipples, she felt pressure on her clit and as he worked up to kiss her neck she realized it was a dick a really big one. She wanted it inside her, all of it. The guy slowly rubbed her clit with his leaking prick and then slide down so his slow movements and a new angle would allow him to slide into her wet cunt and fuck her senseless. Becky thought he is too big, I can not take him. as he stretched her pussy but after four minutes of slow and steady pressure he was all the way inside her. The guy fucked Becky for twenty minutes making her cum twice before he blew his load inside her. Withdrew and left, Becky remained spent but the door opened and she thought maybe he wanted more. The guy on top of her felt different and his dick was even thicker but not as long and he slide slowly in her and fucked her for ten minutes and shot his load in her. Marty did come back in and fuck her with his big long dick and so did Doc Bryan. Four loads now in her, She dozed off for an hour and then woke and Marty entered and told her first physical therapy was finished and to get dressed and to met him out front. While Becky got dressed she was still horny, she wanted party to fuck her so bad or had he already fucked her? She came to the desk and said what happened in there, for that you will have to ask Doc Bryan. He wanted me to give you this, says you are to orgasm at the very least twice a day, having the guys from the sterile and fixed group cum inside you is also suggested to shorten your recovery time. I have called you an uber, here is my number in case you need anything. Becky smiled, Marty gave her his number.

Blake was the next to fuck me. He easily slid his cock inside me and said, "I love fucking your cummy hole ... you feel amazing." I said, "You feel great too, stud. Your cock is rock hard ... Please poz my hole!" I didn't have to ask twice. He fucked me hard, the whole time looking in my eyes, saying I'm going to be the one to convert you." I said, "Yeah, be the one that does it." After a little more time, he announced he was coming inside me, giving me what I want. We kissed as he came down off his orgasm, but his cock was still hard. "He winked and said, "I'll be back for round two." After my second fuck from Blake, it was a blur. I remember Mark with the HIV+ tattoo fucking me and I was licking his tat. I think the three inductees got eight loads each from guys before they went for second rounds with the inductees or split off to recharge the other poz guys. During a brief lull, Teddy came by and suggested Andrew, Mike and I stand up and stretch our legs and get some water. He gave each of us two bottles and said, “Drink up.” We stood up to get our bearing, drank a bottle then went into a three-way make out session with each other. It made sense for us Mike and I to get to know Andrew, since he's going on the same journey as us. Mike’s nipples were calling to me, so I latched on to one of them while reaching between Andrew’s legs to play with his ass. I must have been doing something right, as Mike was moaning like crazy, almost as much as Andrew was. These guys are fun. Blake tapped me on the shoulder and said, “We never talked about it, do you drink piss?” I said, “Yeah, I love piss, you got some for me?” He said, “Yeah, I got a lot.” I said, “I’ll drink you if you drink me!” He said, “Happy to drink your piss.” Mike told Andrew, “I want your piss, you got some for me?” Andrew said, “Hell yeah, and I want yours.” I knelt down and took Blakes cock into my mouth. Looking up, I see this incredibly sexy black man with a great cock and biohazard tattoo. I placed my hand on his tattoo and stroked it lightly waiting for Blake’s piss. He said, “You look good down there waiting for my poz piss with my cock in your mouth.” Just then a dribble started and my focus was on getting everything he had. He finished and it was my turn for Blake to drain me. I grabbed Blake and gave him a kiss, giving him a taste of his piss. Andrew drained Mike’s cock and they switched up too. My cock was in Blake’s mouth and I was trying to get a flow started. Looking over, Andrew spread his lips apart with his fingers, but Mike said, “Relax, I got this.” Mike used both hands to spread Andrew open, lightly licked him up and down, and then put his lips over Andrew’s piss hole. I said, “Here you go,” and my piss started flowing. I caressed Blake’s neck and felt him swallow my load. He didn’t miss a drop. Neither did Mike. I said, “Let’s go inside and see what’s going on there.” Some guys were talking in groups, mostly sexual related, some sucking cocks and some breeding. This was wild. I passed a group of four really hot guys that were talking. One of them smiled and said, “Here’s one of the neg guys!” I stopped and said, “Here’s the sexy poz studs” with a wink. One of them grabbed my cock and said, “This is beautiful … I gotta feel it.” With that he turned around to let me slide inside him. He said, “Fuck, this is a great cock.” One of the other guys said, “I bet his hole feels just as good” and he fed his cock into me. And … I’m the meat in a three way. It was empowering to enjoy being a piece of meat. Nobody knows what car I drive or what I do for a living, or if I’m homeless. I’m just a cock and a cunt for everyone to enjoy. Kevin was getting his cock sucked. I went over to watch for a minute. His KS lesions were beautiful … I had never seen them before. I reached over to stroke one of them, and Kevin said, “You know you want to lick it, go ahead.” I bent over to suckled one of the bigger ones beneath his pecs. The imagery of this physical manifestation of his disease was so erotic. As I was worshipping Kevin’s lesions, I felt a cock slide up my hole. “I said, “Oh fuck this is hot!” Kevin said, “Yeah, Mateo is sharing his med resistant strain with you, enjoy the ride.” I was content to continue this all night. Teddy came back over and asked me if I was ready for my blood slam. I said, "Hell yeah!" He asked me to follow him to another room in the house. As we walked, I could see a lot of guys had Band-Aids on the inside of their elbows. Pretty cool to see so many guys want to speed up my conversion. Teddy put a tourniquet on my bicep, just to make it easier for the IV catheter to slide in my vein without a lot of blood leaking out. He slid the catheter in and taped it down. I asked, "Is it okay to mix blood types?" Teddy said, "Here's our secret: I have the invite list and I know everyone's blood-type. I pulled blood from fifteen guys, and was sure to keep the compatible ones separated. You're getting seven toxic loads that won't cause a problem... other than AIDS. And don't leave before I fuck you. " I asked," Am I getting your blood? " Yes, we're compatible. Blake? Yes Justin? No Brad? No Mateo? Yes Kevin? Yes... and four other guys. Nobody but you and I know who they are. Oh, Andrew and Mike are compatible." We got back to the group and Brad said, "It's blood slam time guys. We have three syringes, who wants to do the first injection? A group of guys were standing around me with a couple of them feeling me up. My cock has been rock hard the whole time ... And not going down soon. Blake grabbed a syringe and Teddy helped attach it to the IV catheter. Teddy said, "Not too fast." Blake started the slow blood slam at the same time I feel a huge cock slide up my hole. An arm wrapped around me, and I saw the KS lesions. I'm getting Kevin's blood and toxic cum. Talk about sensory overload! Blake finished the first blood slam, and Mateo started the second syringe. Blake said, "This is so fucking hot... I wish they could have done it for me. You're going to be toxic in no time. I can't wait to get your strain." Mateo finished the second syringe, and Mike said, "Rik is my college roommate, and I'm not officially poz, but I would love to inject this slam!" Teddy hooked up the last toxic syringe and said, "Nice and slow... Mike, don't you wish you had done a slam too?" Mike nodded his head and said "Yeah, big time." Once Mike finished the blood slam, Teddy said, "Let's go back to the pool area and I'll get this IV out of you, and give you my personal donation." We walked back outside and Andrew was getting fucked by Mark with the HIV+ tattoo, which was so hot to see. I laid down on the cushion and Teddy pulled the IV catheter out. He put a Band-Aid on my arm and said," It's time you get my poisonous load, stud." I lifted my legs and said, "Please infect me." He didn't need to be asked twice. His big dick slid easily into my gaping cunt. He was in heaven. "I love sloppy 2nds... and even tenths. You're so wet... You feel amazing. I’ve wanted you to convert for so long … you’ll be a great gifter." As always, Teddy gave a great fuck. It was even hotter knowing his infected load was going to contribute to my disease. He sped up his fuck strokes and I knew he was getting closer to blowing his load inside me. I said, “Give me the fuck flu, stud.” And with that he shot a big load deep in my guts. Teddy pulled out of my messy hole and said, “To be continued.” Still lying out on the deck, Andrew brought over waters for Blake, Mike and I. We were talking about hot amazing this night has been. Brad and Justin walked over and said, “Anyone thirsty?” Mike and Blake said, “Sure,” and the four of them headed to the deep end. Andrew came over next to me and gave me a kiss. We made out for a little bit then he sat on my abs to play with my nipples. I said, “You have such a hot furry body. So goddamn sexy.” He said, “I love your veins, they pop almost as much as long-term wasted guys. You could be poz already … I find that incredibly hot.” He started grinding against my cock which was amazing. I could feel his wetness ooze from his crotch. Andrew said, “I’ve only been fucked in the ass tonight, but I want your uncut cock up my cunt.” He reached down and slid my cock up his cunt. Holy fuck he felt great. I rubbed his clit while he rode my cock. It wasn’t long before we came at the same time. Andrew climbed off me and said, “Let me know when you convert, I want your next load in me to be poz.” To be continued

Five of us raised our hands: two of us neg guys and three biohazard guys, including Blake. Teddy said, "I'll get them prepared, you guys go in for the meeting." Turning to Blake I asked "You've done this before?" "No, but I want to you to get as much cum of mine as I can." I gave him a kiss and said, "Please do your best to poz me." Having over heard our conversation while passing by, Mike commented with a smile "Save some poz cum for me too!” A couple of nearby guys added "Don’t worry, we’ll help!” The Conversion Club was apparently the perfect place to ask for what you want from guys who could give it to one. The Conversion Club assembled and Brad and Justin addressed the 20 guys in attendance. Brad opened saying "I've greeted you already, but again, thank you for being here. As you can see our club is growing, and we have you guys to thank for that. What we're doing is pretty amazing, and I'm thrilled you're on the journey with us. Congratulations to Mark and Nate. Their conversion is complete. Nate didn't get the fuck flu ... " (The crowd boo'd and then laughed "...and we just about lost Mark, but the Conversion Club took care of him here, and with some IV fluids and some meds. Now he's here ready to breed and seed. They returned a couple weeks ago from their visit with Zak in Chicago, who did his typical great work on their tattoos. Because Mark rolls a little different, in addition to the standard biohazard tattoo above the cock, he has one that says "HIV+" on his chest. Hopefully we'll get the next group out to see Zak in the next couple of weeks. We have these tattoos because we appreciate being poz and have pride in our shared disease. We are all stronger together because of them." There was a door knock, and Brad left the room to take care of that. Justin stepped up and continued saying "We have two of the three inductees here. Hopefully the third will be here soon. We also have a special guest here. Kevin, can you come out?" A massive 6'6" guy, came out to join the group. Tall and lean, he must be a long-term survivor, as he has the sexy sunken cheeks, veiny arms and legs and wasted ass. So sexy. He had is biohazard tattoo over his cock, like most everyone else except me and Mike, but also had one on his arm. But the most erotic feature of Kevin was his KS lesions, scattered over his body. "If you've not met Kevin, he pozzed Brad and me. This kinky stud throws a great fuck and you're going to love him if he's not fucked you before." Kevin's presence kicked up the erotic energy in the room, bringing several of the guys fully erect ... me as well. The thought of having him in me was too hot and got my cock stirring even more than it had been. Brad returned to the room with the third inductee a twenty-something brown-haired cutie, with sexy scruff and a hairy, athletic body. Other than his good looks, his defining feature was the lack of a penis ... a sexy FTM transguy. Brad said, "And everyone is here. This is Andrew, everyone. Like a lot of you, he's been craving poz cum for quite a while, and needs the help of our group to get it done. He'll get his first poz load ever here with us, and he's lucky to have one more fuckhole than the rest of us. Over here is Mike who is also taking his first poz load. If you're nice, he'll let you suck on his budding nipples while you fuck him with your hot load. If you want your nips like that, let me know. And our third inductee is Rik. Justin and Mateo were lucky enough to breed him a couple weeks ago, and I understand Blake has given him a load. He's on the FasTrack program, so if you want to share your DNA, let Teddy know and he'll draw it up. Hopefully we'll have several syringes to inject him within an hour or so. For the new folks, I hope you take the opportunity to try out as many cocks and holes as you can. You’ll see, everyone here is open to getting a cock inside them, even for a quickie. Our inductees will be bred on the pool deck, and Teddy has set up chaise lounges for everyone's comfort. He also has the TriMix available for those who want it. Given a choice, please elect to breed a neg hole over a poz hole. Also, it's hot out so drink lots of water. We recommend one bottled water for every two loads. If you’re not pee shy, guys that usually hang around the deep end of the pool will drink your piss and not spill a drop. Again, thanks again for being here. Have fun, guys!" Everyone got the message that this was the time for sexual activity. We didn't even get out to the pool before everyone was feeling everyone else up. Nobody was left out. If I was being kissed, someone was feeling my cock, balls or asshole. Many a man was fully boned, his cock either hard against his abs or slightly pointing out. This was going to be a fuck fest for the ages, and a life-changing one for me. Seeing Mike and me, Teddy approached suggesting "Let's get the TriMix injections done first so we can get started. " Mike and I didn't need the TriMix, but we didn't need AIDS either. We wanted it. Teddy injected Mike's cock first and then mine. Fuck it stung, but I felt the blood flowing into my cock already. My uncut cock was almost fully hard and my foreskin was hanging on trying not to roll down. Teddy gave us a gauze square in case of bleeding, he said "Hold that for a sec while you take your lounge." Andrew, Mike and I laid down on our chaise lounges and were given a small lube container by Brad. Simultaneously, each of us had someone to rub some lube our holes, to work some fingers inside us. The poz guys wanting TriMix got their injections next, including Kevin. The difference was Teddy let the blood ooze a little bit from their cocks. That's a sexy way of getting the ball rolling. Being the hosts of the event, Brad and Justin always got to breed first. Brad chose me and Justin chose Andrew. Kevin (and his bloody cock) chose Mike for his first fuck. It was the first time that Brad had been inside my ass, and he was a superb fuck. Such a great cock and a sexy body. Getting fucked my him and seeing the other two guys getting bred at the same time was beyond erotic. Add to that, the other guys were sucking each other or having their asses played with. It wasn't long before Justin's orgasm moans triggered Brad and Kevin's as well. All the tops were letting the us know their charged loads were being delivered, and us bottoms were begging for their loads.