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**This is Fantasy and fiction. And the purpose of the article is not to encourage unsafe sex. Any resemblance to someone's life is purely coincidental. Nothing in this work should in any way be construed as medical advice or instruction.** ~~~~~~ Chapter 9 - Sam and Jonas's after work After about an hour, Jonas came upstairs. Jonas's cock was standing hard in the pouch of the jockstraps and in the pouch was a big wet patch of precum that had flowed from Jonas's cock. George asked Jonas to show him what Jonas's hole looked like now. Jonas leaned forward and Sam spread his hands over Jonas's buttocks. "Beautiful. A very beautiful young poz cum hole. Just the way a young boy's hole should be, gaping and full of hot cum," continued George. Sam noticed that Jonas was clearly confused and remembered his own confusion after Sunday's toxic gangbang. Would you like to go out for a drink with me today after work, Sam suggested to Jonas. "That could be nice," replied Jonas. In the evening, Jonas and Sam sat at the back table of a nearby gay bar. Sam had beer in front of him and Jonas had white wine. "How are you?" Sam asked Jonas. "Pretty good. I'm a little confused about what's happened this week. I've always been a safe sex guy and now this week I've voluntarily let strangers breed me. Today I'm giving a 10 poz man seed in my ass. I've realized that I enjoy collecting loads. Even today I would have been disappointed if each of the men hadn't squirted inside me," said Jonas sheepishly. "I'm worried about how Archie will take this. I haven't told him anything yet. We've never even talked about other men in our relationship. I guess we've had the basic assumption that our relationship is monogamous. We've used condoms all along, although neither of us have had the a few encounters before dating. And safely too. I'm afraid Archie will be mad when he hears that I've let men I don't know use my unprotected ass. I can't even imagine telling him I've known men to be poz," Jonas continued his monologue. "I've always thought that I'm versatile, but now just the thought of someone cumming me makes me hard. None of the men who fucked me today were interested in my cock at all. They just wanted to empty loads inside me. My cock is rock hard again", continued Jonas. During Jonas's monologue, Sam had been flirting with the boy couple at the next table. Both boys looked to be in their early twenties and Sam encouraged them to join them. The boys moved to Jonas and Sam's table. They introduced themselves to each other. The couple were German tourists on their first night in town. Eric and Peter had come for a week and booked a hotel room in the gay part of town and were curious to hear what kind of nightlife was available. Sam said that there is anything on offer. A lot depends on what Eric and Peter are looking for. In fact, Jonas and he work in the industry, so they know quite a bit about the possibilities. "It all depends on how naughty you like to play," said Sam to the boys. "The naughtier the better," laughed Eric and Peter. Sam told Eric and Peter what they think about the fact that both Sam and Jonas have been inseminated by several men recently today. "Jonas started serving men in the afternoon right after school and he has well over 10 different men's sperm in him right now. About an hour ago, 10 men gangbanged Jonas's unprotected hole raw. Is that naughty enough from Eric and Peter," asked Sam. Both Eric and Peter stared wide eyed at Jonah and Sam. "Really hot, but neither of us are in prep, so we haven't thought about that ourselves," said Eric. "Neither of us are. But I notice that the thought at least turns Peter on," said Jonas, hungrily pointing at the clearly enlarged bulge in Peter's pants. Sam touched Eric's bulge sitting next to him and said that "it looks like we're rock hard here too". Both Germans admitted that Jonas and Sam's sperm holes turned them on a lot. Sam suggested that they and Jonas could continue the evening in the Germans' hotel room if they wanted to. Already in the hotel elevator, Peter stuck his tongue in Sam's mouth and Eric kissed Jonas. In the room in half a minute all four were naked and Sam and Jonas climbed onto the bed on all fours. Eric explored Sam's cum hole and Peter Jonas. The German boys rimmed Sam and Jonas's holes. Finally, they both placed their hot throbbing cocks in the boys' holes and pushed them inside. The Germans changed holes and fucked more. They said about how good it felt to be inside well seeded holes. The pace quickened and both of them emptied their loads, panting in their bottoms holes. Very quickly both Germans got on their backs on the bed, raised their legs towards the ceiling and said it was their turn. Jonas quickly climbed behind Peter and lubed his cock and shoved it into Peter's ass. Sam had never fucked anyone, so it took him a bit longer than Jonas. Soon Sam's cock was also balls deep in Eric's ass. Sam and Jonas fucked a German couple raw. Soon both of them got their first loads of sperm in their lives. Sam and Jonas also climbed on the bed to cuddle together with Eric and Peter. After a little rest, they continued to fuck again and again.

PART FOUR "Congratulations on your first blowbang!" Seth exclaimed. To be honest, I didn't know what to think. I was definitely ashamed of what I'd done but the idea I'd made so many guys cum was certainly a turn-on as well even if it was something I didn't plan on doing again. "There's some stuff on the bench to your right if you want it." Looking over, I saw a bottle of poppers next to a big glass of water. I could still taste cum in my mouth and throat so I thought the best thing to do was to take a big hit of the poppers and take a long swig of water so what was left in my throat didn't worry me so much. The poppers were making me feel much better about what had happened when I heard Seth, "Now I know you've been through a lot today Cody but we sometimes like to add some extra behind the scenes content to our videos. For another $500 would you be OK with the idea of being fucked on camera?" I had to admit the money was too good to refuse & I was feeling pretty horny again so I quickly agreed. "That's the best news. One of the guys in the scene is one of our regular actors and he really took a shine to you. All the guys you sucked are doing their post-scene interviews now, we'll call them back & they can take you back to the shower area where we film the bonus content. Guys...can you escort Cody here to the bonus room?" There was a loud commotion from a nearby room after Seth yelled that out and there was a rush of at least double figure guys came over to me cheering. They hoisted me on their shoulders & carried me to an area towards the back, followed by the crew. It was pretty funny to be treated like that though a few guys were taking the opportunity to get a good feel of my butt. A few of them took the opportunity to roughly finger me as I was being carried which did hurt but I was kinda too swept up in it all to care too much, one of these guys was going to be fucking me soon anyway! I realised I still had the poppers still in my hand as they took me to a room with a running shower where Seth was waiting with the crew. I took a couple of big hits for some dutch courage as the guys put me into the shower, a couple still pawing inside my arse as they did so. "Well here he is...Cody our first time star! How did you enjoy it?" I smiled as I stood under the running water, "Yeah...it was amazing!" "Did you have a lot of fun?" "Oh yeah....a LOT of fun." "You look like you might want even more fun...can you turn around for me so I can see that arse of yours?" I turned around & gave a little wiggle as I could sense someone moving closer. "Now I've got a feeling that arse feels like it's missing out on the fun. Can you bend over for me so I can check?" With the camera so close on my butt I thought now would be a good time to take another couple of big hits of poppers. I could feel my whole body relaxing as Seth asked, "What do you think?" "That's a hungry faggot arse if ever I've seen one," I heard a familiar voice say as I felt two fingers push deep inside me. I hadn't even heard someone come in! "Mmmm it sure is...I can't wait to get inside it!" I turned around to see who my first partner would be, his fingers still probing deep inside my arse. END OF PART FOUR

**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 It was already lunch time and Jeff realized that he was insanely hungry. He got dressed quickly and headed towards the hotel restaurant. The young waiter, about 20 years old, kept winking and smiling at Jeff. When the waiter came to ask Jeff what he wanted to eat, the waiter stood so close to Jeff that Jeff could feel the warmth of the waiter's bulge in his hand. "Actually, I should go to the bathroom. Where's the nearest one," he asked the waiter. The waiter guided Jeff and after a while Jeff was standing in the toilet in front of the urinal. Jeff heard the door behind him open and close. The waiter walked up to Jeff and said he recognized Jeff right away as a Grindr cum hungry slut. He had planned to arrange a meeting after the end of his shift. "But when I saw your pretty face in the restaurant, I realized that I would immediately want to fuck your ass. So show me your candy. Is there any filling now?" demanded the waiter. In a flash, Jeff lowered his pants and revealed his jockstrapped ass to the waiter. "Not here. You're a horny slut.", the waiter said to Jeff and directed Jeff to the booth. At the booth, the waiter bent Jeff over the toilet seat and stuck his tongue in Jeff's hole. "Tasty. How many loads do you have in your hole?" asked the waiter. "Just one from this morning," said Jeff. "Too bad, because I really like sloppy holes," said the waiter. "But I'm sure with that face your hole will never be completely empty" said the waiter thrusting his cock into Jeff's sperm hole. Jeff panted horny. "Fuck my hole and give me your seed. Squirt it deep inside my hole," begged Jeff. Jeff felt the waiter's cock throbbing in his ass. "Come on bitch, take my 3 day seed," growled the waiter. The waiter didn't even slow down and continued pounding Jeff's hole. "I have another load for the pretty slut," whispered the waiter in Jeff's ear. After five minutes of intense fucking, the he squirted another cum load inside Jeff. The waiter pulled up his pants and told Jeff to stay and wait. After five minutes there was a knock on the booth door and Jeff opened the door. Outside stood hotels janitor, a dark-skinned man over 60 years old. The man came into the booth and closed the door behind Jeff. Adam said you let fuck raw. The man started to unbutton his pants and grabbed Jeff's buttocks with one hand. Very quickly the man's thick cock was in Jeff's hole. "Sweet young cum whore's hole," the man moaned. The man fucked Jeff's ass from behind for at least ten minutes and every now and then slapped Jeff's ass hard. "Does your husband know that you're sharing your ass with everyone here at the conference," the man asked, pointing to Jeff's wedding ring. "I'm not gay. I have a wife and three kids," replied Jeff. "You unfaithful married little slut. You let men cum in your unprotected ass and then you go home to your little wife. You slut," the janitor said and roared and emptied his seed into Jeff's ass. Jeff still hadn't eaten anything, but the hunger for cum was greater than the hunger for food.

I was insanely thirsty. I realized I hadn’t drunk anything for hours and the drugs were making my mouth and throat very dry. As the last guy who had shot his load inside me slid out, I managed to say I needed a break to drink. I moved my left hand to pull the blindfold up and started to get myself up but my hand was grabbed right away and I felt another hand pushing me right down on my chest. “Who said you could leave? Stay where you are” I heard from a very authoritative voice. “ I got all you need here” My head was pulled from the back. “Open your mouth” I was ordered as the brim of a glass was pushed to my lips. “Drink, boy” It tasted like juice diluted in water. I was so thirsty I drank it all. I could feel a slightly bitter aftertaste but it was so nice and cold after all those hot hours that I just didn’t pay that much attention. After I had drunk the entire glass, my head was then slowly lowered down to the mattress. “There, just breathe. Rest for a moment”. The drugs were still hitting hard though and I was still rubbing my body continuously, keeping my legs open to show I was still craving cock. “My little whore is still hungry! Let’s give it a few minutes”. ”A few minutes for what?” I thought for a second. But I quickly realized again it was pointless to worry at that point after all the shit I had let him do to me. “The crowd is starting to thin out a bit. I’m gonna fuck a couple more times and have the guys left around here take care of you, then I’ll see what to do with you. You’re not going anywhere for a while anyway.” He was right. I wasn’t even sure where I was half the time. My mind kept going on and off. I was sometimes feeling that my brain was turning itself off for a few minutes and then waking up suddenly. That’s when I realized I was being fucked again. “That sloppy hole of yours is getting me insanely horny boy”. He was thrusting in and out, with cum splashing out and around my hole. He was holding my knees up. I started to feel another rush of heat. I was getting slightly nauseous. I pulled my head back, breathing heavily and moaning loudly. -“I can see the G is starting to work on you. Seems like I can give you anything I want and you won’t even suspect anything or resist.You’re nothing, you’re powerless”. -“Yes, Sir.” His thrusting got more intense, then suddenly stopped. “You almost got me to shoot another load, but I want to save my bullets. I own you tonight boy. And I want to make you mine”.

I just took a load from a grinder hookup. 5"10 5-inch cut fat cock. He came over and started making out with me. We made our way from the door to the bedroom. Once there, he pushed me back on the bed and started sucking my cock before eating my hole. Once he had me nice and wet, he put my legs on his shoulders and slowly slid inside. After giving me a second to get used to his fat cock. He started fucking me. Slow at first, but slowly upped each thrust's speed and force. He clapped my cheeks hard, flipped me over into doggy style, and continued the pounding. Each stroke made me moan. I pushed back on him, feeling his Fat cock fill my hole. He pulled me back hard on his cock and came deep in me. After which, he slapped my ass and had me clean him off. I thanked him for the dick, and he was out the door.

So we all know that exchanging our sperm - either up the Hole or down the throat - is how most of us need to assuage our Lusts. The Hole gets fucked full, and he's happy. The Cock shoots his load, and he's happy. But sperm - particularly PigSperm - is precious, and should never be wasted. I keep my breeding events limited to 5, maybe 6 men, because that's really all it takes for every guy to get deeply into celebrating his Lusts. Also, I don't want a bunch of guys wandering around my house. There are other venues for big orgies anyway. The following is mostly for the Top, but can be useful for the bottom too. Here's the cool way to insure that sperm never gets waisted: 1. if you don't already have some, pick up a few shot glasses. They should be the kind that are tapered inside, with the line around the upper part that marks the volume of a shot of booze. 2. Put several around the playroom, and tell every guy that the "House Rule" is, if you're gonna shoot your load and you're not inside a guy (Hole or throat), then grab one of the shot glasses and pump your load into it. Sperm on the floor doesn't do any guy any good. 3. If some guy has to use a shot glass, great. Hopefully the sperm goes where it's needed - deep in the gut of a hotassed Hole - but if some guy shoots into a shotglass, better that than wasted. 4. After the event is over, collect any shot glasses with cum in them, and pour the sperm into just one. Don't fill any higher than the "shot-of-booze" line, or frost may form and mess up the plastic wrap - fill one that far and start another if you have to. 5. Cover the sperm-filled shot glass with plastic wrap and pop it in the freezer. Same if there's a partially filled one. A day or three later, take the glass out of the freezer, and have a condom handy. Warm the glass slightly in your hands, juuuuust enough to loosen the frozen sperm, so you can get it out of the glass (thumbnail, small knive, whatever). Transfer it to the condom, smaller end down (where the cumbag is on the condom), so the thicker (in circumference) frozen load is on top. Tie off the condom and return it to the freezer; I like to keep them suspended in some little jar, so it keeps it's "upside down Hershey's spermKiss" shape. Next time you're breeding a Hole sweating for sperm, go get it out of the freezer, tear the condom open and pop the "SpermKiss" in your mouth. Then, when you start sucking the Hole, shove it in with your tongue, making sure the narrower end goes in first. Presto !!! Freshly spermed Hole for you to enjoy, a special treat for the Hole you're gonna breed, and plenty of appropriate lube !!! If the bottom asks who's sperm it is you just tonguefucked up his Hole, just say something like .... oh - lots of guys, what do you care? If there was any unbred sperm in any of the other glasses, keep adding sperm to it until it's reached the "shot-of-booze" marker. Even if you just jack a load out, don't waste the load. It's alll about Cock/Hole/Sperm

To quote Monty Python..."Every sperm is sacred.." Also, you gave the recipe for a Devil's Dick.

Hey Dad. Your football buddies have wrecked my hole. I knew you were gonna pass me around during the Superbowl but I didn't think there would be so many goals scored. Every score made, you'd have one of your buddies fuck me till they came inside me. I'm so sore and puffy, I can't take it anymore. Please just have them eat me out from now or fuck my throat instead of rail me. I'm so sore. I know you said I couldn't complain and to take every load even the poz ones but my belly is so full and my ass is so sore.

Hey there, Son. You made a promise to be the MFB, Most Fuckable Bottom and according to my football buddies you did just that and your wrecked hole is your trophy. Basketball season is just starting, but I'm sure you can handle it. Sore and puffy will heal but I'll always be proud of your achievements. Now, get over here so I can felch and soothe your poz hole.

Part 27: Ryan Loses His Virginity (Chapter 3 of the Demise of Lewis) (Ryan Kline's Perspective Part 2) I’m not sure if it was the shock of the statement or the fact that I was tired, but it took me a considerable amount of time to grasp what he had just said. I sat up and turned on the light, finding him already staring at me. “Really?” He nodded. “You and Becca—” “No,” he said, his voice shaking a bit. I tried to think through all the girls still in high school, matching them up with Lewis, deciding who had been the lucky one to ride him first. “Do I know her?” He shook his head. “You didn’t get her pregnant, did you?” I asked, realizing why he looked so grave. Again, he shook his head. “Lewis,” I urged, my excitement over the revelation increasing my volume. “Just tell me who it was.” “I can’t.” “Lewis, come on.” “I really can’t tell you.” “Just tell me who it was,” I demanded. Lewis stared at me, his face growing pale. “Mr. Flanagan.” It felt as if my brain had glitched. I tried putting the pieces together: Lewis breaking up with Becca, Lewis losing his virginity, Lewis telling me that he lost it to Mr. Flanagan. Every time I tried to say something, my voice would catch. “Ryan,” he said, waving his hand, trying to gain a reaction. “Did you hear me?” I nodded, still unable to say anything. Lewis shifted in the bed before jumping out of it. “This was a mistake. I shouldn’t have said anything. Friend or not, I shouldn’t have told you.” “Wait, Lewis,” I said, finally finding myself. “Don’t go.” “I’ve already been feeling guilty about it all,” he said, “not being able to tell anyone what happened. I didn’t want to say anything, but it just came out.” He started to get dressed, looking for his belongings. “Lewis, would you just stop?” “I’ve got to go,” he said. I jumped out of bed and cornered him, his face looking directly into mine. I’d never been this close to him or any other man. I could smell his cologne along with a musk that was all his own. Our eyes locked for a brief moment before I leaned forward and kissed him, pressing his body against the wall. He tasted amazing, his soft lips opening to me, our tongues meeting. My crotch was pushed against his, both of our dicks starting to get hard the longer we kissed. Our bare chests were pressed together, our heartbeats aligned. I wrapped my arms around his body and pulled him from the wall, throwing him down on my bed. Lewis stared up at me with wide eyes. “Are you…” “Gay?” I finished. “Yeah.” I pulled off my shorts. Though Lewis had just told me that he had lost his virginity to an older man, there was no guarantee that what I was doing would work. It was a risk, but it was one I needed to take. Lewis smiled and started to undress himself, tossing his shorts on the floor too, leaving only his boxers. I knelt next to the bed, lifting his legs so they were resting on my shoulders. Slowly, I kissed his leg, moving up toward his groin, feeling his leg hair against my lips. “Fuck,” Lewis moaned, head tilting back. I grabbed his boxers and pulled them down, freeing his hard cock which was starting to drip. He had a thick cock, and my mouth was drooling for it. I opened as wide as I could and swallowed him down, grabbing hold of his hips so he wouldn’t try to move away. “Fucking shit,” he cried, his hands grabbing my head and forcing more of his dick inside my throat, fingers tangling in my hair. I started to gag, Lewis easing up on me. I stared up at him, both of us smiling. “Good?” I asked. “Incredible,” he told me. “So,” I said, grabbing his dick and starting to pump, “Mr. Flanagan?” Lewis smiled, nodding. “He’s a hot fucking man,” I said. “You have no idea.” “Did Mr. Flanagan fuck you or did you fuck him?” “He fucked me,” Lewis said. “Amazing,” I said, imagining the scene. “You prefer to bottom?” Lewis shrugged. “Don’t know.” I smiled. “Let me decide for you.” I grabbed his legs and lifted them up, revealing his tight hole covered in hair. It was beautiful. I leaned in and kissed it, Lewis shaking from the feeling. I then licked over his hole, doing everything I’d ever seen in porn. “Have you done this before?” Lewis asked. “Never,” I told him. “But, I watch more porn than I read the Bible. I think I’ve learned a thing or two.” “Then go for it,” Lewis said, his hands grabbing his legs and pulling them back, opening himself even more. “Hold on,” I said, running over to Al’s desk. I knew he hid condoms and lube in one of the drawers, and I was praying he hadn’t taken everything with him to the cabin. I found the bottle of lube and brought it back to Lewis, squirting some on his hole. “Fuck, it’s cold,” he said. I massaged it over his hole, covering my fingers, and then slid them inside. Lewis’s body tightened, moving away slightly from my intrusion. I was eager, but I knew I needed to pace myself so I didn’t scare him away. I took my time opening him up, knowing it was a must unless I wanted to cause us both pain. “Feels great,” Lewis said, looking down at me. I slipped my fingers out and pulled my briefs off, revealing my hard dick. I wasn’t as thick as Lewis, but I was longer, something I prided myself in. I lined up my cock to his slicked hole and pressed it against the opening. I looked at him, noticing his smile. Fuck, I thought, looking down at my dick touching his ass. This was it. I pressed against his hole and my dick slipped inside. “Fuck,” Lewis moaned, hands grabbing the sheets and pulling them. “Are you alright?” I asked. Lewis nodded, his face a bit red. I pushed in more, stopping every inch to make sure I wasn’t killing him. After a few inches, it became easier. Before I knew it, my pubic hair was pressed against his ass. “I’m in,” I said, relishing the warmth and tightness of his ass. It felt incredible, far better than anything anyone had alluded to. I waited a while, letting Lewis adjust. “Fuck me,” Lewis said looking deep into my eyes. “Fuck me hard.” “You’ve got it,” I said, pulling out slow, watching as the hair around his hole clung to my shaft. Fuck, it’s beautiful, I thought. I pushed back in, my excitement getting the better of me. Lewis groaned, his hands reaching down and grabbing hold of my legs. “Slower,” he said. “Sorry,” I told him. It took a few tries before I found a rhythm. “How’s that?” “So good,” he said, smiling. “Look at that,” he said. “You aren’t a virgin anymore.” “I couldn’t think of anyone I’d rather give it to,” I said. I leaned forward and kissed him. “Does anyone know?” he asked me. I shook my head. “How about you?” “Mr. Flanagan,” he said. The idea kicked me into a different gear, the thought of Mr. Flanagan fucking the same hole my dick was in sending me into a higher state of pleasure. “How was it?” “Incredible,” Lewis said. “What does he look like?” I asked. “Hairy,” Lewis said, running his hand along my chest where little grew. “A good dick. A ton of cum.” “Really?” “Some condition he has,” Lewis said, his hands grabbing my nipples and pinching them, forcing a moan out of me. “He cums like crazy.” “Sounds hot,” I said, imagining Mr. Flanagan’s dick acting as a geyser. I licked my lips. “He covered my chest,” Lewis said. “He came on your chest?” I asked. Lewis nodded. I continued to fuck him, thinking about what he just told me. Was Lewis expecting me to pull out and cum on his chest? I wanted to shoot inside him, doing exactly what all the men in porn did. I didn’t want to pull out. I wanted to inject my virgin cum deep inside Lewis. “Keep going,” Lewis said, his hand now jerking his own cock. “I’m gonna cum.” “Do it,” I said. “Cover your chest in cum.” “Fuck,” me moaned, eyes closing tight, face twisting from the waves of pleasure filling his body. His back lifted off the bed as ropes of cum shot out, hitting his face, chin, chest, and then stomach. Feeling his hole tighten around my cock sent me into overdrive. I grabbed his hips and started pounding, my breathing quick as my orgasm mounted. “I’m gonna cum, too.” “Do it,” Lewis said. “Give me that cum!” As the moment of no return mounted, I reached out and scooped Lewis’s cum into my hand and licked it up, tasting, for the first time, the cum of another man. “FUCK!” I slammed into his ass and held him close, shooting into his guts my hot cum, filling him as my body became weak. I fell forward, my naked chest and stomach, meeting his, his cum gluing us together. Never had an orgasm felt so good. I looked down at Lewis who was looking up at me, a smile on his face. I leaned down and kissed him. “That was incredible” I told him. “Was it… good for you, too?” He nodded, laughing a bit. “It was incredible,” he said. “I can’t wait to do it again.” “You’ll have to give me some time,” I told him. I pulled out, hearing a suction pop as my dick was freed. I took a step back and reached for a tissue, cleaning off my dick. Lewis eyed it, his smiled falling a bit. “Where’s the condom?” “What?” I asked. “The condom,” he repeated. “Where is it?” “I didn’t use one,” I told him. “Why?” “Mr. Flanagan used one,” he told me. “But he didn’t cum in you,” I said. “Your hole is a bareback virgin, and I’m a virgin. We’re fine. Trust me.” Lewis moved his hand down to his hole and felt around, some of my cum leaking out. He collected some and lifted it to his nose, smelling it. He looked me in the eye as he stuck his tongue out and tasted it. “Fuck,” I said. Who the fuck knew what would happen next. After finding out that Lewis and Mr. Flanagan were gay, who knew who else was. At that point, the idea of Pastor Ryder being gay became a bit more plausible, but I didn’t want to get my hopes up. Instead, I watched Lewis play with his hole, smearing my cum around. I’d never been more happy. _______________________________________________________________________________________________ Sorry, but I had to split it in two. It was 10 pages long.

I hadn't planned to go out this weekend, the weather has been crappy and the only local sauna has closed its doors. I woke up at about midnight having been dozing watching crap repeats and berated myself for not taking myself to bed. Two things were apparent. First I was horny as fuck, second it was much warmer than I was expecting. I went to the door and looked out. Not only was nothing frozen like it has been the last few days but it was positively mild. I did a quick freshen up threw on a jock, some jogging bottoms and a hoody grabbed my handy pocket lube and poppers and headed out. As it was passed 1AM by now I didn't really expect much as I parked up and walked into my local cruising ground. There was one youngish guy leaning against a wall rubbing himself through his trousers. I smiled at him as I walked by a little ways then leaned over the wall presenting myself and I hit my poppers. In a few seconds he was behind me and playing with my cheeks, spreading them and finding I had already applied some lube he wasted no time sliding his cock into me. He grabbed my shoulders and quickly took a jackhammer pace. I pushed myself onto him as best I could bu mostly I held onto the wall and let him pound me. It was only a couple of minutes but he unloaded pressed right up against me making sure I took every drop of his sperm. I guess he was one of those guys who feels guilty right after they cum because he quickly covered up and hurried away not even giving me the chance to say thanks. I stood up, rearranged myself and took a little walk. Headed into the trees and saw I had someone not far behind. I took the opportunity to pause and hit my poppers again. Sighing as I exhaled and thinking,"Bingo" as my follower came up behind me and started groping my arse. I moaned appreciatively and bent forward giving him better access. As he pulled my joggers down and ran his fingers over my hole he found me already wet and open. "Nice" was all he said. He took my hand and put it on his cock and I was glad I was preloaded because he had the fattest head on his dick I've ever experienced, his cock was average length with a full foreskin which I loved rolling back over that astonishing crown to really feel the goods. He pushed me back into position and I steadied myself against a tree while he lined up and shoved in. I mean he went balls deep in one go leaving me breathless. Between the poppers and my already fucked hole it didn't hurt but I was panting like I was giving birth. He grabbed my hips and started moving. He fucked me deep for a few strokes then ground into me as he held me down. His thickness moving inside me meant there was no way I could keep quiet and I was grunting and panting hard with each thrust he made. When he started picking up his pace I knew he was getting close and I begged him to load me up. And reader he delivered. I don't know if it was my hole throbbing from his hard fucking or his cock pulsing as he loaded me up but it felt amazing as he held himself inside me for a full minute before slowly pulling out. This time I was rewarded with his cock in my mouth to clean the remaining spunk before he went on his way. I knelt there for a moment to collect myself before I returned to my car. I didn't see anyone else as I walked back and there were no other parked vehicles as I drove away. Not every time has been successful but I am really glad I took the chance tonight. I wonder if I should risk it again tomorrow?

First I want to say I'm kind of shy in some ways, not an introvert, but branching out sometimes take my time. Going somewhere new is a little daunting, especially a daddy who wants to be a cum dump. (I am a real Dad by the way with two children) I was trying to build up the courage to go to the sex club in the town I was working in!! It's well known and I have heard about it for some time, wanted to go, needed to have some courage. I need to just man up and go! I have been wanting to go to a sex club for some time, I want to get fucked by a few guys, be a real slut, have them pound my hole, flood it with cum. I don't mind hosting guys in my hotel room, but going to a sex club has been a real stumbling block for me. I don't go in the area of the country that I live in, I have the fear of running into people I know or even my ex. It's just something I don't want to deal with. Everyone has three lives. A public life, a private life and a secret life. Being a cum-dump is my secret life. So I travel sometimes for work. When I do, my days are filled with work, but I do have some time available in the evenings to be a slut. I have wanted to venture out and try a sex club. I want to see what It would be like. I specifically want to get fucked, I want my ass flooded with anon cum. I love being a bottom cum dump. On a Sunday morning I was invited to a guys house that I have had sex with before while in this city, he hit me up! He specifically wanted to fuck me. We had sex in my hotel a year or two before but I was to visit him at his apartment this Sunday morning. I was hoping to get bred. I was prepped and ready, wearing a jock under my jeans, ass lubed, ready for him to breed me. One thing led to another and he was so excited that while deep fucking my face he blew his load down my throat. Don't get me wrong, I like this guy, I will take his load wherever he puts it. I was happy to get his load! While still wanting to get fucked, I left his apartment and it was a nice sunny day. I decided to walk some, not really being familiar with the gay area of town I was in, I suddenly realized I was about two blocks from the sex club I had been longing to go to. While the time of day and week probably wasn't the best time for a big crowd, there was no time like the present to just suck it up and go. I was already lubed and ready!! Why not! So I headed in, no turning back. No time like the present. Be brave! I did it!! I checked in, got a room. I stripped down to my jock and was ass up in my room with the door open, lights low. Not very busy, no luck. I don't know the protocol that well as this was my first time doing this. I suppose if it was busier time of the day/week that might have worked. So I decided to take a walk around. Note to self, next time at the sex club bring a pair of flip flops to walk around in. It was dark, there were some guys there, not too many. Very slow time. About the first room I happened upon had a sling it it. Now that is something I am really interested in trying. I want to be fucked by multiple guys in a sling. I want one after another to use my hole and fill me up. I can certainly take cock and there has not been one I can't handle. I like men of all shapes and sizes and I love it when they breed me. Thats what I like, cum in my ass!! So I hopped up in the sling. Put my legs into the stirrups and took a hit of poppers. I was elated!! The feeling of my ass being exposed just lying there was incredible just on its own. I loved the feeling of being able to give my ass to whomever walked into the room if they so wanted it. I was a free and liberating feeling. I should have brought a blindfold! I laid there, guys poked their head in, some walked thru. Some touched. Being a Daddy, there was not as much interest as if I was an 18 year old. It was still fun, I did it, I was in the sex club ass up in a sling! I felt a milestone had been achieved! A little while later a guy came in. His cock was rock hard. He gave me a taste. He looked for my approval. YES SIR, please Fuck me Sir! I lubed up my hole again and in he went. OMG, the feeling was incredible. Totally different being suspended and having my ass presented as a cum receptacle, it felt so smooth, so wonderful. For some reason he put on a condom, I wasn't complaining but I do prefer raw cock. He fucked me hard and deep, fast, slow, diving in and out. He was a maniac and it was great!! v Then he stopped, then he started, and did it again and again. He was rough, he was gentle, he used my ass. I could feel my ass just taking it all in. It was heaven. Then he pulled out, took off the condom and went at me again!! OMG, I was in total heaven. About 10 minutes later he asked permission and bred me. A nice hot load in my hole.. My hole was wet with cum I loved it. My hole was so wet, it was so soft. I was pure pigg heaven. During the fucking, several guys came in to watch. They must have heard the noise, it was probably me saying, FUCK ME!! Love being watched, loved being touched as I am being fucked, the more the merrier! After he left, I laid there for a while. I had high hopes that someone else would use my cum filled hole but I realize that the time of the day/week that wasn't going to happen. A guy came in to the room, seemed very interested, felt my ass, asked if I was wet and he said he was excited, he aid me was coming back, but never did. DAMN, probably found something else along the way!! I waited, lots of lookers, no takers. Next time, it will be a busy Saturday night, I will try again! All in all, for me I think this was a monumental success. I plan on timing my visit to the sex club the next time for when it's packed. I want to give my ass up in the sling to as many men as want to breed me!! That was SO hot!! Make me a total cum dump. Breed my ass, use my holes!!

I agree cum should never be wasted.

**This is fantasy and fiction. And the purpose of the article is not to encourage unsafe sex. Any resemblance to someone's life is purely coincidental. Nothing in this work should in any way be construed as medical advice or instruction.** ~~~~~~ Chapter 4 The next morning, Jeff woke up late. He had slept well and hadn't woken up once. The first thing he thought about was the night's events in the steam room. He pushed his finger into his hole, which felt swollen. Jeff's finger sank easily into the slippery and open hole. Jeff smelled and tasted his finger, it smelled and tasted intoxicating. Jeff opened his cell phone and took a picture of his swollen hole and sent it on Whats app to Burt. He thanked for yesterday and that they had hinted about the sauna. Burt immediately responded with a gif depicting his surprise. Burt wrote that he was confused as to what naughty beast they had unleashed. Burt also managed that either Jeff has made an account on Grindr. He gets good pictures from the pictures taken yesterday. Jeff had completely forgotten that Burt and Jack had filmed him during yesterday's session. Jeff opened the pictures and was dumbfounded. In the gallery there were dozens of pictures, in which Burt's and Jack's cocks were alternately in Jeff's ass. Jeff's face was clearly visible in most of the pictures and Jeff had a very enjoying face in them. There were pictures of Jeff on the bed on all fours with a cock in his ass, pictures of him on his back with his feet up to the ceiling, his feet on men's shoulders, his legs pressed to his chest. Jeff couldn't even remember in which of all the positions Jack and Burt had fucked him. The last ones were pictures of Jeff's hole, which was filled with sperm. Horny, Jeff downloaded the app and created an account. Logged in and started filling in his information and uploading pictures. As a profile picture, he took a picture of just his face while lying on the bed in the hotel room. About Me: "Nice, lean, athletic runner looking for fun. I'm 100% bottom and want to feel you inside me. No loads refused." Jeff sent the account link to Burt on whats app and took a shower. When Jeff got out of the shower, Burt had sent several messages to Jeff. Burt said that almost everyone doesn't show their own face on the app, so it was a surprise that Jeff had uploaded both a face picture and pictures from last night showing Jeff's face. But he believes it will certainly increase Jeff's market value. Jeff hadn't thought of the whole thing in his heat. It had also been busy in the grinder. Jeff's profile had had a lot of visitors and the men had given a lot of flames and purple devils. Jeff asked Burt what these purple devils means. "Probably they'd like to get in your hole," said Burt. Jeff clicked purple demons back to everyone who clicked him. After that, he started going through the messages he received. All had the same basic idea. "Looks like we are in the same hotel. When would suit you. I can come to your room, put your room number OR my room is XXX come whenever you want." "This can't be that easy," thought Jeff. This non-inhibition puzzled Jeff. The men were willing to fuck without any additional information or dating wishes. The main thing seemed to be to get to the top. Jeff put his own room number in the first messager's message. A couple of seconds later, Jeff received a text saying that the man would be there in a moment. Jeff was not prepared for such a quick reaction, so he in hurry put on the jockstraps he got yesterday and tidied up his bed a bit. After a couple of minutes there was a knock on the door. Jeff opened the door and there stood a man about 30 years old who entered the room and closed the door behind him. The man kissed Jeff on the mouth and rubbed Jeff's ass with his hand. The man pushed Jeff towards the bed and turned Jeff onto his stomach on the bed. The man stuck his tongue in Jeff's ass and at the same time started to untie the belt of his pants. Jeff heard the man drop his pants and get on top of Jeff on the bed. Jeff felt the hot cock on his ass and spread his hands over his buttocks. With a steady thrust, the man's cock began to push inside Jeff. Jeff soon felt the man's pubic hair on his ass. The man started fucking Jeff and praised how good Jeff's ass felt. The man fucked Jeff for at least half an hour. Sometimes louder and sometimes slower. Finally, the man asked where Jeff wants the sperm. "inside," said Jeff and at the same time he felt mans cock throbbing inside him. The man seeded Jeff and collapsed onto Jeff. After a moment the man pulled out of Jeff, got up and pulled his pants back on. "Thanks, this was good. Are you here all week. We could see you another time," said the man and headed for the door. The man was gone. They hadn't even introduced themselves to each other.

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

I get to travel on business from time to time and I am a complete cum slut in the hotel each time I go. I don't get the chance to host at home as I am a gay single Dad with one of my children still at home. I love hotel sex, waiting ass up to be loaded is so fucking hot. I love taking raw loads!! This last week I got to travel to Chicago, I get to go there a few times a year, in the loop, in a hotel, all alone!! I love it. I have been fucked in my hotel there many times, guys who work in the loop using my ass to dump their loads. I try and take as many loads as I can get!! So after I got to my hotel I posted on a couple of the apps. "Ass up in my hotel, taking loads." Its so exciting, preparing, waiting, hoping that someone will come and use my hole and breed me. First up, a guy, a daddy, who wants to breed me. I don't remember much about him except he had a big cock, wanted to pump and dump, says he gives big loads..... Sounds good to me. I actually never saw his face or body, only got his load. I wait in my room, dark no lights and blinds drawn, ass up on the edge of the bed, door propped open, my hole lubed, in a jock. ready for his load. He arrives, I love the sound of the door opening, my heart racing, the sound of the pants dropping, the sound of the underwear being pulled off. Best of all is the sound of the gasp as they see my ass, rub their hand over it. The oooooo or mumble of how hot it is. I can't wait for that cock to enter my hole. Breed me! The guys pumps and thrusts, it's a pure pump and dump, he is there to release his load in my hole!! He pumps for a few minutes, he groans, I can feel his cum in my hole..... so hot. he then gets dressed and leaves with me still ass up on the edge of the bed. Next up, I get a hit on the apps from a guy from Chicago who has fucked me before. A year or two before he fucked me in a different hotel. He of course remembered me and wanted to come and dump his load in me again!! I love repeats. I enjoyed our last fuck, I gladly want him to breed me again. We setup a time, I will be ass up in a dark room ready for him to breed me. God I love it when guys use me again and again!! He arrives, my hole is still wet from the previous breeder. He asks if I have a load in there. I say yes, it's fresh too. He gets very excited, gets down on his knees and eats my hole. He loves eating my hole when it's been bred. That is so hot!! Drives me nuts so see a guy get so excited about my hole. He then fucks me in every direction, ass up, on my back with my legs spread wide open, deep in my hole, his pre-cum making me sloppy as can be!! Love my hole being worked wide open!! He then breeds me, my hole is flooded with cum!! I do have to work some, so I do my work, but I offer my hole every night to guys who need a visiting cum dump. Over the next few days I take a few more loads....... Then one evening I get a message from a younger guy who I took to dinner a year or two ago and afterwards he came to my hotel room and fucked me. I told him I wanted his cock, he replied that he wanted my ass. That was so hot, besides being a real nice guy, he is great in bed...... The next morning I traveled to his apartment to take his load!! Oh, how I love business trips where I can play!! Tomorrow I will write about my first trip to the sex club and the sling!!

Went to the Puerto Vallarta bathhouse on Saturday. Lost count of how many guys fucked me. I bred two hotties. The highlight of the evening was me reconnecting with my friend (porn star) Kevin Slater who gave me 2 loads. Now I’m relaxing at the pool

So my much older friend texted me Friday he has a 20 year old vers for us to play with so get here now!! I rushed to get clean and drove like a mad man to get there. I got there rang the door bell and my friend answered naked. I said you couldn't wait for me? He laughed and said he just stripped him and sucked him a little. He is now watching porn in the bedroom. I walked into the bedroom and saw a great looking muscular kid with a good size cock laying on the bed. He looked young but definitelyin his 20's. Not really my cup of tea but hot to look at. My friend jumped on the bed and grabbed some lube and push the kid down pulled his ass up and started to put the lube on his cock. He pressed his cock in his hole and as it slipped in I heard the boy moan. I was standing there watching as his ass was getting pounded by my friend. I loved to watch this!!! I walked to the boys face and he grabbed my cock quickly and started to suck it! He was good at sucking and experienced. Me and my friend leaned to each other and kissed as he was fucking him. That was so hot. He pulled out without any cum and said not yet. We flipped the boy over and I saw the boy was hard as a rock. Good size for a young boy. I sucked it a little then i got some lube on my hole and told him to fuck me. We pulled the boy off the bed and stood him up as i bent over the bed with my ass up. My friend spread my cheeks and said to him fuck that hole! I felt the boy push his hard cock in and started to thrust in as I looked over I saw my friend watching and stroking his cock. I asked my friend to turn the sound up on the porn it makes me hot. The boy pumping for a while then he made a moaning sound and felt his cock throbbing. Then my friend pulled him off and pushed him next to me got his ass up and ready and I can hear he was friggin hot with his heavy breathing and growling as he shoved his cock in him and pumped wild. I got up and watched and was rubbing the boys ass then crawled to the boys face for him to suck. It was hot feeling some drip on my leg and getting sucked watching the boy getting fuck hard. Then he made a big sound and laid on top of the boy for a bit. I pulled the boy up flat on the bed pulled his ass up to see if there is any dripping. I immediately started to suck the cum out of the boys smooth hole for a while. The boy was moaning loud. My friends cum was tasting good as i had my fingers in his cummy hole to scoop it up. It was turning me hot and hard. I got up and laid on him and my cock slipped in his hole with no problems and i started to thrust hard. I lasted for a while and felt a big rush hit me as i exploded in the boy's hole.. I laid next to him exhausted and felt my friend climbed on me and shoved his cock in me. I was shocked he got hard that fast he laid on top of me as he was pumping and said I wanted to finish in you and 10 minutes later he left a load in me. The 3 of us laid there for a little I sucked my friend clean then laid on him so I can suck the boys cock. Did that for a while and my friend was shoving his finger's in me while i was sucking. The boy got hard again and I sucked harder and fast grabbing his balls and the boy blew a nice load in my mouth and then i kissed my friend to share the load with him. It was a great Friday night!

I almost always collect my cum when I jack off and inject it with a syringe into my fuck hole before I go out to get bred. The though of cum inside my guts always makes me horny even if it is just my own and it is such good lube!

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Long before making the move to Florida, I would come to Ft Lauderdale for at least 3 or the 4 weeks of vacation I had (and Palm Springs for the other week) . I had to bid my vacation in November of the year prior, and this particular year I happened to end up with vacation weeks just 6 weeks apart. The 1st trip was 3 weeks before Hurricane Andrew came thru and flattened huge swaths of Southern Florida and disrupting everyday life. There was a sleazy bar in Miami called The Hole, and it was. Essentially it was 2 narrow storefronts in a semi sketchy area. Entering the left side was the bar, pretty dank and dimly lit with only about 8 bar stools at the bar, and some porn playing on the wall opposite the bar. The other side had a pinball machine and maybe something else,a pool table? But the bar was active- you could leave your shirt and shorts with the bartender, the bathroom was down a dark hall,maybe wide enough for 2 1/2 men abreast. The walls in the hall had peeling paint everywhere, and the toilet was wobbly and I don't think it flushed . And the men were pigs. There was a 3 inch gap to the outside at the bottom of a door near the bathroom- which was often employed to kick loose beer cans and bottles out under as guys shuffled thru the dark area sending them sliding around. No real room to move , once you were in, you were pretty much in position until you just had to get out to less humid and less foul air. Piss play was common the closer to the toilet you landed, fucking went on like it was the 70's, and not the 90's. The worst part was the 30 mile drive back to the hotel in Ft Lauderdale reeking of piss, cum and whatever else you stepped in or on in the back hall. So, the next week of vacation 5 weeks after I got home was after Andrew had torn thru Miami and parts south just 3 weeks earlier. Still, Ft Lauderdale had mostly recovered, so I made my way back to it. A guy I had met the last trip down and I decided to head to Miami and the Hole , which had ads in the gay weeklies saying they were open. We went in separate cars, but got there within minutes of each other. Inside, stripped down to my jock and sneakers, got a beer, and he did the same. After the 1st beer, and watching who was there, we decided to explore the hallway. It was hard to tell if any new damage had happened, the place pretty much seemed the same, tho a bit mustier. The peeling paint was sort of slick, I guess some mold and slime formed without any power. The guy led me back to the toilet and had me sit on it, then began farming guys over to feed me their piss or to piss on me. I realized there were paper towels,soiled ,on the floor behind the toilet. And the floor was all standing water of some type. I think I stayed about an hour longer than he did, and it was very much a white knuckle ride back out of Miami at 2 in the morning with areas without power, people milling around dark streets, but I managed to make it home. The next time I got down to Florida, the Hole was gone. Tho I am certain the sheer volume of DNA that was on the walls and floor of that place, traces of it are still there today, 27 years later. Hell, the black smudge sludge on my knees after a night on them took 2 or 3 scrubbings to remove completely

Part 3 I was tired, sweaty, my ass was sore from being spanked. My cum filled hole, was gaping wide and had every man's cum leaking out of it. I looked at the mirror on the bathroom door and checked the tallies on my asscheeks. 40. I counted 40 men who can came me their poz seed tonight. I checked the clock and it read 3 am. 3 am and I was still getting pounded by poz daddies. There must have been a whole nother 20 or so left in the master room. Bill and Robert from time to time would give me water, wipe the sweat from my head and face, and let me suck on their nips. I didn't notice or really care as I was in my own little sex world. My cum filled hole was being stuffed my two small cocks. The heavyset white daddies they belonged to were earnestly trying their best, but they cum rather quickly. After the fiftieth daddy filled my hole, Bill and Robert announced that the finale was about to begin. All of the remaining ten men where bears like them, all of them a mix of race and various sizes. But they all had one thing in common: massive if not monstrous sized cocks. All of them ranged from 9 inches and thicker than a beer can to over a foot long. I was blissfully unaware, just happy to have more dick in me and more poz cum inside me. The first of the final ten men, was a black chub daddy with a 10 inch monster. He just slid into my abused and cum lubed hole. I gasped at first from feeling his thickness and length, but then moaned in pleasure has started fucking me. He had stamina too. Five minutes became 15, which became half an hour. I had lost track of both time and how many orgasms I had from his dick pounding my hole and prostate. As it turned out, he had cum twice in me and was about to unleash a third load into me. He roared as he deposited his third and final load in me and spanked my left asscheek. The next bear stepped but with a 9 inch cut cock that was almost as thick as a bottle of vodka or so I thought. My hole was already prepared for him, and he just eased into me and rammed right to the base of cock. He didn't care about pleasure or making it last. Ten minutes of passionate and brutal fucking and he pounded his poz load into me. I was mindbroken at this point. I was cumdrunk, cumhigh, whatever you want to call it. An hour later and the final bear was raring to go. His monstrous cock bobbed and bounced on its own with him flexing it, it seemed like. 14 inches of tennis ball tube thick, precum dripping, black meat. He was man number 60. There was no loving entrance, he basically just pounded his way into my hole and into my guts. This black bear, built like an offensive lineman was ruthless. I moaned like a bitch in heat, because in reality, I became one. I wanted his poz load. He would pull all the way out, just to slam back into me all the way to the hilt. A whole nother hour later, he came for the last time. He had cum five or six times over that hour. He gave my ass a slap one final time and left. Robert moved to kiss me while bill moved to eat the cum from my ass. Or so I thought, here he gave my abused, bruised, and cum filled hole a lick and inserted a butt plug. "We have one last surprise for you and they are on their way here to take your last negative loads," Robert said to me. "So in the meantime, rest up," Bill said as he fed me some of the cum from hole. I could taste some blood that had mixed into the cum. I fell asleep between my two black bears, filled with theirs and 58 other men's loads. I dreamed of what their surprise for me could be.

**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 - Improvement of the boys' working facilities In the afternoon, ten repairmen showed up at the shop with a big truck. The men started carrying repair tools and a huge amount of building materials. George told Sami and Jonas that he had planned better working spaces for the boys downstairs. In George's opinion, the fitting booth was too small for the growing business. George told Jonas and Sam to take care of the store and disappeared with the men downstairs. Throughout the evening there was clanking, sawing, drilling and hammering, the sounds of things being dragged and moved from downstairs. From time to time, the renovation workers carried building materials and large boxes through the store to the lower floor. Sam realized that the repairmen were the same toxic men who had been at George's on Sunday and seeded Sam's hole. After five hours of hard work, George came to Sam and Jonas and said that they could now come and see what had been accomplished downstairs. Everything is not quite ready yet, the places still need to be painted and cleaned, so then customers can also be allowed there. It's good, Sam and Jonas will then have a good feeling for the new spaces. George went to lock the shop door and hung a note on the door saying that the shop was temporarily closed. Sam and Jonas were surprised how different it looked downstairs. Most of the sales shelves had been moved to the front part of the lower floor to be clearly more compact than before. A sturdy sling was raised in the back and there were three doors to the cabins behind the sling. The middle booth only had a bench and a flat screen TV, where a porn movie was playing, where the gang took turns fucking a clearly younger man. The booth on the right had a fuck bench in the middle of the floor and the booth on the left had a structure like Sam had seen in the Czech porn movie. There was a hole in the wall, through which the visitor can only see Bottom's lower body. Bottom's legs can be towards the floor or tied up to the loops on the wall. There were also glory holes in the walls between all the booths, so you can easily secretly follow the activities of the neighboring booth or participate anonymously. Jonas and Sam looked around confused. One of the repairmen shoved his sweaty cock through one of the Glory Holes and George told the boys to go and thank the hard worker. Sam and Jonas squatted down by the hole and Sam greedily took the cock between his lips. After sucking for a while, Sam offered the cock to Jonas to suck. Jonas imitated Sam and sucked the cock greedily. George said he thinks the man deserved better than just sucking. Sam urged Jonas to offer the man his hole. Jonas didn't doubt it for a moment. Jonas packed his ass into the hole so that the man's cock sank directly into Jonas's hole. The other repairmen gathered around cheered and started to unbutton their own pants. Jonas looked horny at the men's exposed cocks. Until Jonas's eyes caught the first biohazardous tattoo next to a man's cock. Jonas whispered to Sam that it was what he suspected. Sam nodded and said "yes it is. A tattoo means a man is a poz". At the same time, there was a groaning sounds from behind the wall and the cock in Jonas's ass started throbbing and injecting sperm into Jonas. "Good boy, that was your first poz load today. But probably not your last. Those men are all toxic. I know that because they all cummed on me on Sunday. I think they all want to empty their loads in your unprotected hole today," said Sam to Jonas. Two men grabbed Jonas´s hands and began to carry him towards the new Fuck bench. The men tied the confused boy to the bench and another man started to fuck Jonas's ass. George told Sam they could go and open the shop again. "Jonas can do well alone with these men". Sam looked a little jealous at Jonas tied to the fuck bench. "It may be that there will also be new customers who want to explore the new facilities. You must be ready to guide them," George comforted Sam.

Just got home from taking 3 loads… first was this hot 20-something jock with a nice cock. Opened the door to his apt naked and stroking. Dropped to my knees and started sucking on his cock; which was drooling delicious precum. Less then a min later he had me ass up on the couch and was jack-hammering my cunt and blew a massive load in me. in heat now, I got back on Sniffies and a guy a couple miles away needed a quick pump and dump hole. I get there to find the address is a hotel. He gives me a room number and tells me to come in and get ass up. I do as instructed. Turns out he’s staff and it’s an unbooked room. I suck him to get him hard, then he moved behind me to and takes his turn a breeding my cunt. Of course I’m not satisfied with two loads, so I’m sitting in my vehicle in the parking lot looking for my next sperm doner and the hotel guy ends up messaging me again. He wants to breed again. Same deal. Round two. He fucked a little harder the second time and left it in till he got soft. Not to bad for an impromptu Thursday night slut session.

Chapter 3 I woke the next morning, and had morning glory thinking of the night before. However one thing had changed. I had expected the itch to be scratched, but it wasn’t. In fact , if anything it had gone the other way. I was thinking of Brad’s cock , half replaying in my mind me sucking it and half wondering if it was a dream. I should have learned not to make decisions whilst still horny. I grabbed my phone. ‘Hi’ I pressed send, the text sent to Brad. ‘Youre keen’ came the reply around 5 mins later. I had to make a quick decision. Horny cock brain was engaged. ‘ I want to learn more’ I replied. ’Good Boy, I will teach you all you need to know. 8pm, same place’ The time dragged at work. I was horny most of the day. I needed to cum but didn’t want to spoil the evening, or change my mind. I kept on the boil all day until the time came. I pulled up again outside . I walked up to the door, and like last time, it opened in silence. ‘strip’ came a voice in the dark, as the door closed. This time there were no lights on, just the tv screen again playing bareback porn, two heavily tattooed guys going hard at it. I stripped. My cock hard. ‘I am going to mould you, teach you and you will love the new you in time. I can’t promise you will still be with your girlfriend at the end of it, but you will love cock, cum and everything in between.’ ‘Yes sir’ I instinctively replied. ‘ I need to know you are serious, For you to show your commitment. You will go to Eagle tattoo parlour in town. Ask for Carl and say I sent you. He will give you a small discreet tattoo, he may even pierce you. Do you understand? ‘ ‘Yes sir’ I replied again. I was still hard and cock brain was in full control. ‘Now kneel’ I knelt and felt a blindfold go over my eyes. I felt his cock push against my lips and I opened my mouth to suck his cock once more. ‘Good boy, we are going to move on today. You liked my cum yesterday didn’t you?’ I nodded, still working on Brads cock. He lifted me and led me to what felt like a massage table, and bent me over, so my chest was laid flat, my ass exposed. He opened my legs so my ass naturally opened. He spread my cheeks and I felt His tongue start rimming my ass. Jess had never done this to me, and it felt amazing. I involuntarily pushed my ass towards my teacher. The next thing I was aware of was a bottle on front of my nose. ‘Inhale’ came the order. I sniffed, my head swam. Much later I found out these were poppers. My arse was still swimming in bliss when I felt a cold finger rubbing something round my hole. This was replaced by what I assumed was Brad’s cock. ‘what do u want boy?’ I tried to push back against his cock. ‘ I want it in me’ I whispered. ‘Can’t hear you’ ‘I want it in me please ‘ I said , much louder. ‘ one thing you need to know, if it goes in, it won’t come out until I’ve finished’ Brad stated. ‘ Please, just do it, I want it, your cock in me’ my horny cock brain was in full flow. Brad grabbed my shoulders and pushed in. I gasped, my ass felt full.’ Just relax, you will get to love this boy! ‘ Brad set off slowly but soon picked up pace. I felt my breath being fucked out of my body as he started pounding me. My mind was just blank, all I wanted was this, to feel my ass being fucked. ‘Here it comes boy your first load, I can tell it won’t be your last, ‘ and Brad grunted and pushed one last time as he came in my hole. I was panting as I felt my teacher soften and slide out. I felt empty. ‘Dress. Call me when you want lesson three. But you need marking at the parlour first if you want more,’ I grabbed my clothes, dressed in the darkness as the blindfold was removed, I could feel the cum keeping my ass moist as some started leaking out. I scooted to my car. I wanted to get home, cum myself and finger my hole, feeling my teacher’s load in me. I also had to google that parlour. I knew it wouldn’t finish here…… to be continued……….

**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.

PART THREE I could taste pre-cum on the guy's cock when I took it in my mouth. Like most guys, I'd tasted my own pre-cum before but it was my first time tasting someone else's, especially straight from the source so to speak. I'm not sure whether it was coz I was high or how horny I was but it didn't actually taste too bad. I could overhear Seth talking to the guy I was serving, "What's his mouth like man?" "Fuck...he's real good....he's got a great mouth!" I looked up at him and smiled through his dick. He was pretty good-looking so I was kinda thankful my first cock belonged to a hot guy. I was kinda glad to hear that I seemed to be a good cocksucker too. "Your friend's getting a bit jealous over there, I think you'd best let him know what he's like." I felt my head gently taken off his cock, turned to the right and onto a new one. It was funny but I could definitely tell that it was a new cock. He also had a lot more pre-cum on his head, I guess coz I'd been jerking him while I was sucking the other guy. I could hear the first guy say to him, "He's good isn't he?" as I jerked his cock. All the other guy could do was moan his approval which I took as a good sign! "I guess the rest of you guys wanna find out too?" I heard Seth ask, to roars of approval from the other guys. The first two guys stepped away, another guy took his place, putting his hands either side of my head and a cock was pushed into each of my hands. Thankfully, this new guy was a bit overweight because as he was fucking my face, my head kept smashing into his gut, meaning that I didn't get it as badly as maybe as I could have. This guy's cock and the two in my hands did feel a bit smaller which again made me happy, if I was going to be face fucked, at least I was going to be eased into it, well as "eased" as it could be! I thought it'd been faked when girls did the gagging sounds in blowbang videos as they were getting facefucked but I was learning first "hand" now that it wasn't the case. I was starting to get into a rhythm as well where I'd work a guy's cock in my mouth/throat for 20-30 seconds or so while I was jerking 2 off and then move onto the next one. I was a little ashamed to admit it, but I wasn't minding it that much and from the groans the guys were making, they liked it too! I was kinda missing the first couple of guys though, their dicks were a bit bigger and nicer than most of the others. As I was sucking one guy off, I heard him moan, "God you faggots are the best at sucking cock." Typical fucking straight guy, I stopped sucking him and was just about to say "I am NOT gay!" when a beautiful big cock was pushed into my mouth. Its master's voice said "Yeah, but us faggots need to look after each other." I felt the popper bottle against my nose and I took a couple of deep hits, his dick still in my mouth. I looked up to see a sexy, blonde guy, his upper body covered in tatts. "Isnt'that right buddy?" he smiled down at me. I dropped the two cocks out of my hands, I knew my judgement was clouded coz I was fucking high, I still wanted to give this guy the best blowjob of his life. I ran my hands up and down his great dick, taking as much of it in my mouth as I could. I managed to take it all in my mouth & as I did, I winked up at him. It felt so slutty, but so amazing too to do that. He groaned his approval and I think it all became too much for a few of the guys as cum started to rain down on my face & i could hear guys asking for the glass so they could shoot into it. I pulled back to wipe the cum out of my eyes and pushed it into my mouth with the guys' encouragement. I was still flying off the poppers, so it didn't taste too bad for a first try, but I knew the big test would be in front of me soon. I was disappointed that my carer must've disappeared when I cleared my eyes, I guess he'd already cum and so I was left with about half a dozen guys to take care of. I wanted them to finish off so I could swallow the cum while I was still high so I went to work quickly on them. "Damn, this queer boy loves cum. I think I might take him home with me!" one of the guys laughed as two more guys shot on my face. I turned blindly in the direction of the voice and my face was pressed into another fat guy's gut, my mouth covering his dick. Within seconds I could feel what was unmistakeably piss running down my throat. It was only a short dpurt but it was enough for me to start coughing when I was released, the remaining guys just thinking I'd taken too much of his dick and they all came over me or into the glass. Swallowing the guy's piss snapped me out of my popper-trance and the words that I'd been so scared to hear were said, "Well Cody, that's everyone....now it's time for a cocktail!" I turned around as I was kneeling, my cum-smeared face looking for any of the guys with poppers but all that I could see were the film crew and Seth, standing smiling out of shot, with a ¾ full of cum cocktail glass in his hand. Fuck, I was gonna have to do this without them. I knew well the pose that I'd have to be in so I turned side on so that the cameras could get a good view. I knew that if I thought about it too much I'd only make it worse for myself so I opened my mouth wide, let my tongue out & tipped the glass's contents into my mouth and down my throat. I tried really hard not to retch as I felt it enter my mouth & throat & I tried to think of the guys' cheers as my friends cheering me for drinking a big shot at the bar rather than a bunch of guys cheering a slut swallowing their loads. "Make sure you get every drop now!" Seth said as if I didn't know what I had to do. I ran my tongue round the inside of the glass, making sure I got it all. I felt so ashamed having swallowed over a dozen's guys's loads and one guy's piss. Had they cum more than once? I couldn't bare to think as I clapped my lips together & opened my mouth wide, showing everything was gone and working its way down my throat. "Mmmm...there's a good slut....annnnnd CUT!" END OF PART THREE

1. Aiden I first saw Jay on a Friday night, early October. I was out at a club, standing by the side of the dance floor, watching the endless parade of bright young things. Tonight, it seemed a little more college boys, a little less desperate twenty-something actors. I didn't really care that much about the crowd. It was a mixed night, and I was already too busy defending myself against horny drunk girls, much less trying to separate the gay boys from the straight men. But first, I should probably back up and introduce myself. I'm Aiden. I'm fifty years old, and I've been in that other industry since I was twenty. We never call it anything other than "The Industry," if we even call it anything at all. Activists might call it "sex work" in an effort to give it legitimacy or make it seem more glamorous than it really is. But there is nothing glamorous about the life of a boy selling his body. In order to survive, you must become someone not quite human. You must become a creature who just enacts the core human emotions like empathy, love, and care. You can't survive with real emotions. I was one of the lucky ones. I grew up and graduated. I'm no longer one of the boys. I'm a pimp, and now I get to own the boys. It's not an accident that we call it owning; it's about as close to slavery as it gets these days. It sounds cruel, but I believe it is better this way. It's easier on the boys in the long run if they understand that they are possessions, things to be bought and sold, passed around and shared. The entire process is easier for a bottom, of course. They already understand that they are just vessels for another man's pleasure. Yeah, I said man there. It's a straight boy's fantasy to be paid by women for sex. It. Does. Not. Happen. For men, the Industry is only about man on man, and the sooner a so-called straight boy figures that out, the better for him. In the Industry, we call that process "breaking a boy." The best of us pimps can do it in our sleep. Once you get the hang of it, it's easy, and for me, it came naturally. Of course, it's never easy for the boy. It is always a struggle for a boy to accept his position in the Industry. Back to the night at hand. I had a vodka and cranberry in my hand; I had been nursing it slowly enough that the ice had melted, leaving it weak and watery. I was waiting for the boys to start to approach me. It might take a second or third drink, but they always did. They might claim to be straight, but it didn't matter. Straight boys don't approach fifty year old men in a club. Only gay boys do, and those are only the ones with serious daddy issues. Jay approached me right as I was thinking about ditching my drink and getting another one. The first thing I noticed was his glasses. It was unusual to see a guy out at the club with glasses, much less the striking blue frames he had on. The second thing I noticed was that he was holding a drink. I wondered how he had gotten the drink; he barely looked old enough to fuck, much less to be able to get a drink. No doubt he had a fake ID. Before I got him naked, I'd have to see his real ID. "Hi," he said. "Hi," I replied. I smiled, letting him see my teeth. "Having a good night?" "Yeah," he said. "First time here. It's great." "Cool. I'm Aiden," I said. "Jay," he replied. He held out his hand, and I shook it. His skin was soft and warm. He had an easy life and hadn't gained the rough skin and calluses of manual labor. "You here alone? Or are you with friends?" "I was here with friends. But I seem to have lost them." He looked around again, in a feeble effort to find them amidst the crowd. "I was talking to a girl, and I guess they moved on." I tried not to laugh. He may have been talking to a girl, but that wasn't what he really needed. "Cool. What happened to her? She still around?" "Somewhere," he said, looking around the club again. He focused on the dance floor, and pointed someone out. "There she is. The Asian chick." I followed his finger the best I could. There was a cute Asian girl; dressed in a way that screamed money. I looked Jay over again. She wasn't completely out of his league. At about 6'1", he was a few inches taller than me and his tight graphic t-shirt showed off his muscular body well. But, even from the few words we had exchanged, I could tell he was still young, naive and unfamiliar with talking to girls. "She's cute," I said. "You like Asian girls?" "I dunno," he said. "It all depends on the girl." "What do you like?" "Oh. You know. A little shorter than me. Not too big. Not really a breast man." Or, I thought, he likes his girls boyish. It was already clear that he liked his men to be daddies. "I need another drink," I said. "You want one?" "Yeah, that would be great." "This way," I said. He followed me to the bar. "How long have you been in LA?" I asked as we got in line. "A little over a month," he said. "I'm a freshman at USC." I wasn't surprised. He had the good looks of someone who had spent his entire life never worrying about money. He anticipated my next question. "I grew up outside of Denver." He also had the rugged build of someone for whom the outdoors was easy to get to. "What about you?" "Been here for too long," I said. "Moved here when I was eighteen. Grew up in rural Missouri." I didn't want to give too many details. It was my job to know everything about his life; it was just as important that I remain an enigma to Jay. "What do you do?" "I work in the industry." He didn't need to know which industry it was; I knew he would assume it was the entertainment industry. That was not too far from the truth. "Oh cool. I want to be a producer." "A lot of my good friends do that." Despite changes in social mores, Hollywood was still surprisingly old-fashioned. At least once a week, a producer would call me needing a "new friend" for some celebrity needing some play time without the tabloids finding out. Or they wanted something more reliable than what they could find themselves. The line was moving quicker than I expected. It wasn't long before we were nearly there. "What are you drinking?" I asked. "Are you even old enough to be drinking?" "Well. My ID says I am. And it's a vodka and soda." "Good answer," I said. "For both." I'd really have to see his ID before anything happened. I didn't worry about alcohol. No one would prosecute for just giving an under-age kid a drink. But sex, well, that was a totally different story. "Two Grey Goose and soda." "Nice," Jay said. "Been drinking well tonight." This was almost like shooting fish in a barrel. I would show him a little bit of the good life, and get him used to it. "I'm here on a scholarship," he continued. He had pulled it off well. But then I looked him over again. The subtle flaws that I had missed when I had first examined him were obvious now that I knew to look for them. The shirt, although fashionable, had the awkward drape I associated with a knock-off. His glasses were the same: the color wasn't perfect, and there were some hard edges to the design that I associated with a cheap chain store. Call it Lenscrafters chic. The barrel just got smaller, and the fish bigger. It would be easier than I expected. I handed him his drink. "Cheers," I said. He didn't flinch from my gaze as we clinked glasses. "To success," I said, not specifying what success constituted. I was already running through a list of old friends of mine who would want to have first crack at the young man's ass. "Success," he replied. He was smiling; I wondered what success meant for him tonight. In the end, it didn't really matter what he wanted. So much of what I was going to do with him was going to be about teaching him what he wanted. Yeah, there would always be that initial spark of desire from him; he had shown it in spades. But there was a lot I was going to get to teach him, and in turn, mold it into a core part of not just his sexuality, but also his own identity. We took a sip of our drink, and scanned the crowd. It was a busy night, and on the dance floor, beautiful members of both sexes were out having a good time. As the night wore on, more of the boys were shirtless. Not only that, more of them no longer cared who they were grinding against. It could have been a girl, it could have been a boy. "Fun night," Jay continued. I nodded in agreement. My pocket buzzed. The vibration was just enough to set off my dick. I had been keeping my thoughts high and abstract. But the sudden stimulation jerked me back to the present, and I wondered what his green eyes would look like, staring up at me as his lips were wrapped around my cock. "One second," I said, and pulled out my phone. "Crystal ParTy tonight," it began. It was from my friend ****, who was just as his messages. "One am. Intercontinental, Rm 1902. Bring yourself. Bring a good boy. Bring a friend." "Looking forward. I've got both." I texted back. "$ounds good. eVeryThing covered here." My dick throbbed again. Jay was going to get quite the introduction tonight. I turned to the young man, even if it meant looking up at him. "Friend is having a party. Wanna come with me?" "Where?" he asked, but even in the dim light, his pupils dilated enough to be noticed. "Downtown. I'll get us an Uber." "Awesome," he said. He moved a little closer to me and his lips pursed slightly at the end, like he was waiting for a kiss. Unfortunately, the moment passed. I knew what I needed to do. "Follow me," I said, drinking down the rest of my drink quickly. He followed, gulping down the stiff drink. If I had timed it right, we'd be in the car when the alcohol hit him. "First, text your friends where you're going. Party at the intercontinental hotel." I pulled out the phone again, and held it in front of us. "Quick selfie. My friend wants to see you." I'd also use it to run a fast auction of first breeding rights. The first one turned out perfect, and then Jay wanted one as well. He took a few before the deciding on the best one. "Memories of a fun night," he said. "Hopefully, it is just beginning, I said. "You should send it to your friend as well, so they know I'm not a psycho creeper." I could see him blush, but again, he also moved closer to me. He quickly texted someone. I was close enough I could read the text. "New friend I met. Invited me to a party downtown. See you tomorrow." "Thanks," Jay said, as he hit send. "For thinking of me. I wouldn't have even thought about it." I wondered what his friends would think of the picture. A young man and a much older man. My beard, although still thick, was more silver than brown now, and the wrinkles on my face were becoming more prominent. But perhaps they had already figured out what Jay was just discovering. "It's fine," I said. I didn't tell him how this was an important part of the process. He needed to trust me, to think that I put him first and looked out for his best interests. But I only looked out for my interests. "It's fun to party and meet new people. But remember, not everyone is on the up and up. Not everyone has your best interests at heart." Just like me, I thought. I didn't have to worry about his friends knowing I had taken him somewhere. By the time things got really dangerous, he'd be begging me for it. The best times, they begged me to drug them, to breed them, to infect them. "One second," I said, as I sent a quick text attached to the picture of the two of us. "Fresh meat. Tonight only. Bidding starts at two." I sent it to three of my old friends, Rod, Steven, and Alex. Each of them had a fondness for younger boys, and each of them absolutely loved the idea of deflowering a freshly-minted man. "200," Rod texted back. A few seconds later, Steven replied. "250." "Wanna head out?" I asked Jay. "We can get a cab there." "Sure," he said. I walked towards the exit. I made it a point not to turn around for the first few steps. I knew he would follow me, and he did. He kept close enough to me that I could feel his body heat. I turned around at the steps down off the dance floor. "Need some help," I asked and offered him my hand. He nodded, and I helped him down on to the sticky concrete floor. I thought I detected just the hint of a stagger; the alcohol was just beginning to hit. Hopefully the full rush wouldn't be far off. I had taken the side exit, right by the exit no one knew about. It was just a few steps before we were out in the warm night. "I'll get a uber," I said, and pulled out my phone again. I called for a car, then check the many messages I had received. The bidding was going nicely. "300," then "350", and then "400", quickly followed by "500." In just a few messages, it jumped to 750, and it now was at 90. That one had come in just a few minutes ago. As I unlocked the phone a new message came in. It was from Rod. "1300, with pozzing privileges." There were two things Rod loved more than anything. The first was deflowering young men. The second was infecting them with HIV. "Pozzing is on the table? 1500." Steven also loved spreading his virus. "Hell yeah. 1750," Alex sent me. Alex also enjoyed sharing his virus. My old friends were twisted, nasty men. "2000," Steven replied. "2500," Rod answered back. Jay was going to make me a lot of money, and it wasn't even his first official day on the job. "I'm out," Alex texted the four of us. "Me too. Rod's a lucky pervert," Steven wrote back. "You win," I texted Rod. "I'll swing by and pick you up." "Sounds good to me." I checked the app. The car was still about five minutes away. "Five minutes," I said to Jay. We had stepped out onto a side street and it was dark and quiet. Despite being right in the middle of the busy section, we felt quite alone. I reached into my pocket and pulled out my keys and wallet. From my wallet, I extracted a small bag of white powder. "You ever had a skiing trip?" I asked, indicating the bag. "Skiing?" Jay replied, his face showing his confusion. "You know. Cocaine. Coke." I put the wallet away, and used the key to my front door to scoop up a little mound of the white powder. I snorted it quickly. "Fuck, that feels good." I rubbed my nose quickly. "You want to try?" "I...I...I dunno. Never done it before." He hesitated, but kept on watching me. He was interested, I could tell. "I mean. What's it like?" "You smoked pot?" He nodded. "Anything else?" I asked. "Yeah, molly sometimes." "That's good. It's like molly. Only you're stronger. You're fearless." "I just," he started, but never completed the thought. "Just one hit," I said. "See if you like it. Don't worry. You won't get addicted from one little bump." "You sure?" he asked. I nodded. I also stuck the key back in the bag and pulled out another bump. It was smaller than the one I had done, but for a beginner, it was still plenty large enough. "I mean, I can just..." "Try it?" I said, finishing his sentence. He nodded. "Yeah. You should." I held out the key with its white payload. "Just snort it up." Jay leaned in, pushed a finger against one nostril, and snorted. He snorted a bit longer than necessary. "Damn," he said, right after. "That burns." He trailed off just as an uncontrollable smile of bliss emerged on his face. "But, fuck." He trailed off again, lost in his little private world of pleasure as the cocaine got absorbed by his blood, and delivered to his brain. "It's nice. Just relax. Cab is almost here. If you want, you can do another bump when we're on our way." "Yeah," Jay said. "That's a good idea. This is nice." Another euphoric moan of contentment. "Thanks. Really nice." "Enjoy it," I said. I pulled out my phone. "The boy need any vitamin G?" Rod had texted me. "Why the fuck not?" I wrote back quickly. I turned my attention back to Jay. "A friend of mine wants to join us. Gonna swing by his place, if that's cool." "Oh, yeah, that's cool." Jay was still spinning a bit from the cocaine. My dick twitched, watching Jay ride the first waves of the high. The ease of convincing him to use cocaine meant that all the next steps would be easy. It would not be long before Rod's thick, infected dick was deep inside of him, dripping toxic pre-cum. A white Prius pulled up. I checked the plates; not that I needed to, it was the epitome of Uber-ness. "Here's our ride," I said. I opened the door for Jay. He got in, but I still had to help him. I crawled in after him, as he scooted over to the far side. "9255 Doheny. The tall one." Rod was only about fifteen minutes away. "Good night?" I asked, as we pulled away and into the warm California night. "Yeah," he said. "Pretty busy." I pulled out the baggie, and Jay scooted a bit closer to me. "You mind?" I asked. "Nah. Have fun." "You want?" I asked. "Damn, I wish. I but I gotta drive." I scooped out a big mound. Jay's naiveté was once more working in my favor. He had no idea about doses, much less what his dose should be. The mound was big, perhaps a little bigger than even I would want to start with. It would be just right for Jay. "For you," I said. "Fuck," Jay said, eyeing the mound. He knew it was larger than his last bump, but he had no measure for how it would affect him. "Yeah," he grunted as he leaned in and snorted the mound. "OH. FUCK," he said out, filling the interior of the small cars with his grunts of pleasure. "Newbie?" the driver asked. "Yeah," I said. I scraped another bump, not quite as big as Jay's, and did it. I took a look at Jay; his eyes were wide, and I knew he was flying. I was just nicely buzzed; I would wait for the party before I got properly high. Besides, Rod had promised a bit of G, and I had to be the responsible adult, taking care of Jay. "Doing ok there, Jay?" I asked him. "Oh yeah," he said. "Feels so good," he said. I smiled, and put my hand on his thigh. He was fidgeting a bit, and I held his leg in place. "Just relax. Enjoy it. Don't worry, I'll make sure it's good." "I know," Jay said. His leg stopped shaking, but I could feel the tension still in his body. "It's just hard," he started. "To let go?" I asked, anticipating his next words. "Yeah," he said. I just nodded in agreement. My own bump was kicking in, and I was floating on waves of pleasure. I wanted to see Jay naked. I wanted to see cock sliding into his hole. I wanted to see him bred. But all that needed to wait. It just needed to wait a few agonizing minutes. The traffic was surprisingly light and we were doing good time towards Rod's place. It gave me an excuse; I pulled out my phone and called him. "Yeah. Almost there. Less than 5 away. We'll be downstairs," I said. "I've got the Vitamin G. Mixed it in some Gatorade," Rod said. That was what Jay couldn't hear. "Yeah, bring that. We need something to drink," I said. That was the part that Jay could hear. "See you soon." "That your friend?" Jay asked. "What's he like? What's his name again?" "Rod. Rod Eisenman," I said. I flicked through my phone, trying to find a picture of Rod suitable to show the young man. Most of them were him fucking some hot young boy's mouth or ass. "He's cool. I think you'll like him." I finally found one, him shirtless at some street fair, a pair of thin black suspenders holding up his pants. Whether it was intentional or not, I noticed the top button of his pants was undone. "He looks like a cool dad. The one you can't quite believe is actually a dad." "Yeah, that's a good way to describe him." We were pulling up to Rod's place. "Just pull in under the awning." There was no one else, so I figured we would wait. I rolled down the window to see out better. It was less than a minute before Rod walked out of the front door, a small backpack slung over his shoulder. In addition to the G-laced Gatorade, it would have some lube, a cockring or two, plus a pipe and a stash of tina. Rod was prepared for everything, except for safer sex. He walked around, and got in on Jay's side of the car. Jay got the middle seat. "Hi," Rod said. "I'm Rod. You must be Jay." Rod put the backpack on the floor in front of him. "Yeah, I'm Jay. Nice to meet you." "Good to meet you too. Aiden's been telling me a bit about you." "All set?" I asked Rod and Jay. They both nodded. "W hotel. On the boulevard," I told the driver. "Right on," he said. Rod reached down into the bag, and pulled out a bottle of Gatorade. "Ready for your Vitamin G?" "I'm definitely ready," I said. "And I'm sure Jay will want some. How much is in there?" "I put in three doses." "Perfect," I said. I reached over Jay, and took the bottle of Gatorade from Rod. I opened it and began to drink the sweet liquid. I could just barely taste the bitterness of the GHB. "Vitamin G? Doses?" Jay asked. The alcohol was wearing off, but the cocaine was still making his head spin. "What's that." "Oh," Rod said. "Just some G in the Gatorade. You done it before?" Jay shook his head no. It was one more new thing for Jay to explore this weekend. "You'll love it. Makes you feel warm and happy. Takes the edge off of the cocaine." I drank about a third of the bottle and then I passed it back to Rod. He quickly drank his third, before handing it to Jay. "Your turn. Just drink up," Rod said. The young man hesitated for a moment. Like I had earlier, Rod put his hand on Jay's leg. "Come on. We are all in this together. We'll look out for you." It was as much the tone as the content of Rod's words that got Jay to put the bottle back to his lips and gulp down. "Nice," Rod said. I noticed he hadn't taken his hand off of Jay's thigh. I didn't mind. Rod was paying over two thousand dollars for the pleasure of deflowering Jay. It was bad service to deny him the implicit pleasures of holding the boy's hand. Besides, as soon as Jay was done with the bottle he put his hand on top of Rod's. "How are you feeling?" Rod asked Jay. There was a kindness in his voice, one that I recognized well. It was the tone he used when he was trying to convince a boy to do things. Things like have bareback sex with him or to blast his seed into the boy's body. "Good," Jay said. "Really good." "That's what we want to hear," Rod said. "How do you know Aiden?" he asked, making small chat as the car took us to the night's next destination. "Just tonight," Jay said. "But he's been really awesome." "Of course. He's a cool guy. You're lucky to have met him." Jay's hand was still on top of Rod's. "How old are you?" Rod asked. "18," Jay said. "I'm a freshman." "How has the adjustment been?" Rod asked. "Good?" "Yeah. Still trying to meet people." "Aiden's a good one for meeting people. He'll introduce you to a lot of new friends." I smiled. "Friends" was our code for clients. Rod was a "new friend" for Jay. "I know. He's already introduced me to you." "You feeling it yet? The G?" Rod asked. "I think so," Jay said. "How are you feeling?" "Warm," Jay started. We rounded a corner fast than I expected, and not being belted in, Jay was pushed up against Rod. "Horny," I heard him whisper. Rod smiled. Jay leaned in, and their lips met. It was a short kiss, but it was a kiss. It wasn't an accident or the bumpy road. It was a real kiss, two men pressing their lips against each other. But it wasn't a long kiss. As soon as Jay realized what he had started, he pulled back. "Oh god, I'm sorry," he said.

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

What, no joke about concealing a dangerous weapon on an aircraft?

Bet your ass it’s required. If you’re gonna stick your dick in me, or I’m gonna stick my dick in you and you’re fine with that, excited, even, but you’re too squeamish to take a little tongue? That’s a sure sign that you’ve got too many hangups and insecurities to be worth more than a quick fuck and then say goodbye. In my opinion.

4.5 hrs into a day at club columbus and I've gotten 2 oral loads and 4 in my ass! 1 was in the dark room glory hole booth and I legit thought he stuck his arm through the hole! Another was a self proclaimed bottom with fat 7" and a 2 gauge PA! My hole is loose and dripping!

Successful weekend . Friday afternoon Daddy 1 fucked me like a champ , I should have used more lube...dumped a huge load in me. I Left his pretty quickly and headed to daddy 2 house, slightly later than arranged . Got there and apologised for being late ..within minutes daddy2 was unwittingly pushing daddy1 load back in and adding to it .. Daddy2 lives nearby so it's easy to pop over for quick meets now that daddy1 is unavailable.

This is fantastic, lucky bottom! I have a range of ages. The younger ones usually don't want to cum when the older ones are cuming.

They are fucking hot. Love how that Top seeded that bottom's hole deep. Just the way I'd like it.

I’m going to la Feb 23-25 and looking to get my hole whored out have a room so I can host just need loads

i have had a similar analogy as hntnhole for several years, i.e., i find random hook up sex to be like fast-food. I.e., it's quick, easy, fills the void, and full of fat, sugar and other additives lol. it's never been my ideal, but i think "ideal" may be an illusion? i'm the annoying guy on hook-up sites with the too long profile. i'm the one who tries to engage in what has been often termed "endless messages." i understand many who do that are not looking to ever get together, just jack off... but some of us (waves hand) have a purpose."Endless messages" are my attempts at communication and "connection." i will have fast food sex if that's all i can get, or if just don't want to do the work of preparing a seven course meal... But, i want connection a lot more than i want quick and easy. And that requires some unpacking, because i don't think most of us "connect" in the standard heteronormative ways. i have to get ready for work, so more later... but thanks for starting this thread LetsPozBreed. I think it's a great topic, and i appreciate all the thoughtful responses.

Here's a perfectly valid correlation: How many guys like to kiss with a sheet of plastic wrap inbetween the mouths of the guys? How many guys like to suck off a Cock encased in a condom? There's virtually no "connection" available when there's a barrier of some sort. For many, it's that "connection" that allows us to be a part of each other when we Breed each other - raw - bareback - unencumbered by actual (and emotional) barriers. So protect yourself, get on PReP, all the other vaccinations, and share yourself deeply with your brothers, as they share themselves with you,

I moved to Chicago in the early 2000’s for school. I had a friend that I played with from time to time. He was a popular porn actor. I unfortunately do not watch porn so i cannot remember his stage name. I also almost made a film with Cutlerx. He was just starting his porn studio and wanted me to work with him. I turned it down.

The gay porn one.

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.

**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 was bred in an abandoned building one time. Looked like there was cum and lube on the dirty floor

**This is Fantasy and fiction. And the purpose of the article is not to encourage unsafe sex. Any resemblance to someone's life is purely coincidental. Nothing in this work should in any way be construed as medical advice or instruction.** ~~~~~~ Chapter 4 - Sam's employment benefit At exactly 5pm on Sunday, Sam rang George's doorbell. George answered the door wearing only red worn jockstraps. George ushered Sam in and immediately began to undress Sam. George said they need to get Sam ready before the men arrive. Soon Sam was completely naked in front of George. George led Sam into the bathroom and said he wanted to make sure Sam was completely clean inside, even though Sam had already cleaned himself. George handled Sam's hole with a bit of roughness. Sometimes Sam felt like George's claws were purposely scratching Sam from the inside. Finally George dried Sam off and handed Sam the white Jockstraps. Chubby Sam looked awesome in them. Straps to make more big Sam's fat ass. George led Sam into a large living room with a black leather sling in the middle. Sling was surrounded by black leather couches. George helped Sam climb into the sling and began to secure Sam's arms and legs. At that point, Sami started to realize that he might be the only bottom in this private event. George confirmed Sam's suspicions. Yes, Sam is the only bottom, so it is certain that Sam alone gets the attention of all the tops. Sam thought to himself that then it also means that if there's a poz top in the crowd, he'll probably seed Sam too. Sam was secured in a sling. Georg dug out the blindfolds from somewhere. "In my private events, bottom is always blindfolded. You get much more pleasure when you can't see who's fucking you. Blindfolded and strapped to a sling, you're completely at the mercy of unknown men," continued George, covering Sam's eyes. Sam lay in the sling unable to see anything for about 10 minutes. Until the doorbell rings. Sam heard George open the door and greet the visitors. The sounds of undressing could be heard from the hall. The doorbell rang again and Sam heard more new male voices. After a moment, Sam heard footsteps approaching him. "Beautiful", "Hot", "Nice", "Lovely ass", "So young"... "Yes Sam is my employee and he's only 24" he heard George say. "Are you sure he's not medicated," he heard a strange voice ask. "Yes I am. He's also always used protection for sex up until now. This is his first time raw," Sam heard George say proudly. "Ooh, what a young slut", "greedy bastard", "chaser", "let's do it"… Sam felt the men touch him. He realized he hadn't asked George how many tops were coming. Sam tried to count the different voices, but got confused. Soon Sam felt a hot cock in his asshole starting to push into him. The cock felt huge and almost ripped him apart. "Yeah, give it to him", "let him in", "Take it", "Yeah, fuck it", "convert him"... The fucking went on for hours. The men fucked him for a while and then pulled away. The next cock pushed in as soon as one left. Every now and then someone picked up the pace and emptied their seed roaring into Sam's unprotected ass. "Take my gift", "beed him"... Eventually, Sam lost track of time and place. The fucking had continued for many hours and countless loads had been emptied inside him. Sam's ass was sore. Sam's legs were numb when George finally came to untie Sam and remove the blindfolds. George helped Sam out of the sling and onto the couch. Sam's eyes slowly adjusted to the light and he saw the men sitting on the sofas. Everyone was between 40 and 70 years old and there were 10 men and George. George said that Sam had a total of 23 loads in his ass. The men cheered. Sam noticed that the man sitting next to him had a Scorpion tattoo on his hip, the next one had a biodangerous sign on his chest. Sam's gaze wandered around the men and he began to realize that they were all apparently positive. This wasn't roulette. Every draw was a winning draw. George noticed Sam's confused look. "Yes they are all poz and not medicated. It's impossible to work with you if you're walking around swinging your big horny ass. I wanted to make sure you don't have to chase anymore. And you can focus on doing your work," said George.

Going to the local bathhouse early yesterday morning around 7:00 a.m. and catching the guys who would be leaving soon. I got my regular room next to the maze...after a walk through I was ass up on my bed with the door open and the hall lighting shining on my white ass. After 10 or 15 minutes I felt a hand on my ass and I glanced back and saw a average height thin black guy just before he shut the door..a second later he was working his obviously huge cock into my hole, I grabbed the lube and gave it to him and grabbed the poppers for myself - 10 seconds later he was balls deep pounding my hole, while uncomfortable I knew this was my role and have been here many times for many years. I go into my - Yeah, baby fuck that hole, Gimme that load baby...3 minutes later I hear him faintly whisper, I'm cumming in you !!!..we're both breathing hard when he pulls his cock out and I go to the edge of the bed to suck his cock clean, that's when I put my hand around his monster cock - at least 10 inches with the diameter of a baseball bat. I finished cleaning his beautiful cock and smiled up thanking him. He thanked me and said, Now he can go home...After he leaves I flip on the light and grabbed my towel to go piss and that's when I saw a five inch smeared area of blood on the sheet. I kinda smiled a little and thought that would explain the intense pressure I felt when he jammed his mammoth cock in my hole but being a good cumdump this is what I love...and was only load number one...

I'm sort of local to Madrid and I've done most of these sites you mention many times over The best places without any kind of doubt to get loads are: * Dark room of Sauna Octopus. Afternoons 4-8pm. Just grab a hard cock, suck it and in seconds man is playing with your ass and breeding you. It's dark, but works. Avg 4-5 loads for me/evening. * Firewood on sundays. Just a the best cruise bar on sundays to everything else by a long long long shot. Great play spaces and people fucking bare everywhere. A few condom pullers but easy to ignore. People are not picky and are there to play. Special mentions: Hot - Hot IS a fantastic bar. but as of a few weeks ago dark room downstairs was closed. Sauna Paraiso - really younger crowd. bears usually get nothing. place gets raided by police all the time. don't bring poppers. Attack Club - Very hit or miss. Barely anyone fucks. Younger drugged up crowd. Cage - cage is fun, you just have to get into it. I totally recommend naked days if that's an option. Check busiest times on google as it's pretty dead most of the time but fun when not. Strong - Strong is fun. you do have to work quite a bit to get loads but they happen. can swap between the dance space and cruise area. Avoid: The Ring Private - This place is now absolutely pathetic. Filled with picky queens walking around for eternity and no one does anything. Everyone looking for the blue prince for a fuck. It was fun pre-pandemic but most of the interesting clientele hasn't come back. Friday's was their day. Meat Rack - same as Ring Private. Tons of young picky dudes walking around. Hot action is very very far and between. Boyberry - Really boring for me. typical dressed cruise bar, people very picky. Sauna Center - mostly empty Centerbeash sauna - Really dead town most of the time. Principe is closed forever sadly. was fun. Don't have much info on the other places you mentioned.

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

5. Rod "Let's enjoy how good this can feel," I said. My balls were pressed against Jay's asshole, and my dickhead was buried deep in his guts. It was already dripping a steady stream of pre-cum into him. The boy had been hungry to get fucked, signaling it by grinding his fuzzy ass against my face, desperate for every bit of my tongue. I was happy that he had not mentioned pulling out, much less a condom. The only trick now was to get at least one load inside of him before he started to think about the implications of unsafe sex with a strange man. Or, perhaps he was one of the beautiful, naive boys that had become so wonderfully common over the past few years. Raised on a steady diet of bareback porn and little to no guidance on safer sex, they hardly even knew to ask about my status or for a condom. "Oh fuck," Jay groaned again, as my cock pushed a little deeper. Every inch of him was still virgin territory, a landscape of pleasure that I was going to get to explore, enjoy, and ultimately poison with my toxic loads. "You feel so good inside of me," he said. "Come here, boy." I wrapped my arms around his torso, and pulled him down. Up close, I could see his green eyes, framed by the black glasses he wore. He hadn't taken them off when we had gotten undressed; and it helped him seem a little older than the just-barely-eighteen that I feared he was. I didn't bother to take them off. Jay naturally sought out my mouth, and we enjoyed a deep intimate kiss. I allowed his tongue into my mouth and felt him explore it. "This feels so good," I said, in between our making out. "I'm so glad I can do this with you." It was shameless, but it didn't matter. I had paid dearly for the pleasure of his hole and there had been a premium for the privilege of pozzing him up. The last thing I wanted was for him to feel anything less than treasured by me. For the rest of the night, I would constantly remind him of the pleasure he was getting. Hopefully, he would remember this visceral, animal enjoyment of sex. Tomorrow, there would be an intellectual fear, of the risks he had taken, but by then, it would be too late. "Fuck, Rod. Your cock. Inside me," Jay said, as he pushed himself back up to ride my dick like an experienced slut. I needn't have worried about the G. He was flying on the G. It would further reduce the chances that Jay would ask about a condom. Of course, they were remote in the first place. Even I couldn't turn down the feeling of a thick raw cock in my hole, and I was mostly top. Jay on the other hand had all the makings of a true bottom. The lure of raw cock and fertile seed would be too hard for him to resist even sober, much less with the GHB further fueling his depraved needs. Any second thoughts I might have had about dosing Jay were quickly dissipating as he thrust his hole against my body, pushing my cock deeper into his body. He was riding me hard and fucking himself deep all at the same time. He was smiling, his eyes closed in the pleasure of having another man's cock deep in his hole. Of course, his dick was also betraying his base emotions. It was sticking straight up, hard with the slightest hint of pre-cum at the tip. I wanted Jay to have fun tonight. Not so much that I would pull out of him, but I wanted him to always associate tonight with pleasure. Of course, this was not entirely altruism on my part. I wanted Jay to associate pleasure with bareback sex. I wanted him to equate partying with gratification. I must have been staring at him, because when he finally opened his eyes again, he paused for a moment. "This is cool, right?" he asked. His voice quivered a bit; he was afraid the answer would be a no, and his moment of happiness would be shattered. "Hell yeah," I said, pushing my cock back inside of him. He gasped, his dick throbbed, and he clenched his muscles around my shaft. I could feel how much he needed a cock inside of him. "Feels so good to be inside you. To feel you like I really wanted to." "You wanted me?" he asked. He was at that age where every man was beautiful, but so few of them knew it. His innocence was charming and made my balls ache for the possibility to defile him. In between the waves of pleasure radiating out from my shaft, I remembered that I needed to cum inside of him. It was important that I did it before he began to wonder about getting fucked raw. The GHB I did would make it harder to cum, but this was a challenge that I relished. "Yeah," I said. "Fucking hot young man." "Thanks," he said. He blushed. "It's just..." "Your first time, right?" I asked. I already knew the answer; even if he had never said it out right, he had hinted at it. "Yeah," he said. "And?" I asked. "Do you like it? Getting fucked?" I reached out and grabbed his cock. It was shorter than me, maybe only six or seven inches, but it was still thick enough to have some weight. Plus, it was filled with blood. It was stiff, hard, and masculine. "Your dick says you like it." "Yeah," he said. "I do." He pushed his body against my hips, forcing my cock deeper into him. "It feels amazing. Like..." He trailed off, his eyes closing, as he got lost in the sensation of my dick sliding in and out of his ass. He didn't know it, but he had already lost everything that would be precious to him: his innocence and virginity, his health, and his sobriety. In addition to my cock deep in his hole and my toxic pre-cum leaking into him, the drugs were also coursing through his blood. Of course, this was just the beginning for Jay. There would be plenty more of everything for him later. He'd get more dick, more infected cum, and plenty more drugs to ease his transition from good boy to dirty whore. Just thinking about Jay getting used and degraded got my dick pulsing. There was the familiar tingle at the tip as my dirty fantasies and Jay's eager fucking pushed me closer and closer to the edge of orgasm. "You're enjoying it too, I think," Jay said. I smiled. "I am. It feels good to be inside you. I'm glad you are letting me share this experience with you." I pushed my cock deeper into Jay, eliciting a groan of pleasure from him. It was a low, deep, intense groan, enough for me to feel it in the center of my dick. I tried my best, but it was too much for me. My balls had already clenched up and were ready to unload. "Ohhhhh, fuuuuuuuuuck," he groaned again. It was another deep-shaft massage for me, and I stopped holding back. "Oh fuck, yes," I grunted. A volley of sperm coursed down the length of my shaft, and erupted into Jay. "Fuuuuuuuck," he continued, at the exact same moment my toxic sperm shot into his ass. He wouldn't be able to feel my orgasm, unless I let him know. But, it wasn't time to tell him I was cumming in him. At least not yet. It would come, hopefully after I had a chance to give him a second or even third load. "You feel so fucking good," I said, through clenched teeth, trying not to reveal my body-shaking orgasm. I was happy, because the young boy's hole had been anointed with another man's cum. Jay was just extraordinarily unlucky that my cum happened to be unmedicated, high-viral-load, dirty pozjuice. I slammed my cock back into Jay, shooting another jet of warm cream into his hole. "Oh fuck," Jay finally said. It was the same word, but a different tone of voice. He was back in control of himself, no longer giving himself over to the sexual beast that we had unleashed. "That is so fucking hot. Your cock. So hard. In my hole." "So hot and wet," I said, completing his sentence. "It's hard not to want to go all the way." "I know. I want to feel you cum inside me." I smiled, and nodded. He continued. "But I want to enjoy this ride a long, long time." "Don't worry boy," I said. "I'm good for several loads." "It just..." He stammered a bit, the sex demon was re-asserting itself. "so fucking hot to feel you inside me." He leaned down. A bit of my shaft pulled out of him, and my dickhead rubbed some of my sperm into his ass. "So...right," he said. "I know." My cock was throbbing as we talked and gently working my load into the boy. He had leaned all the way down, his face now only a few inches from mine. Even in the low light of the patio, I saw the familiar glazed look on his face. He was G'ed out, and every sensation would have dark, sexual overtones for him. It was a seductive sensation; he would spend the rest of his life chasing after this feeling. It was the feeling of being a little high and a lot horny, the horniness giving him permission to chase after pure pleasure. "I just...I just....want you." He bit his lip, trying to deny himself the pleasure he was feeling. "I want you in me. Just like this." I risked going a little further. "You like my pre-cum in you?" "Oh fuck yeah," Jay said. He pushed and forced more of my shaft back into his hole. "Oh yeah," he moaned, his eyes closing in pleasure. I stopped worrying. I had gotten the all-important first load into him. It counted for bragging rights; the next load and the ones that followed would just be practice, re-enforcing Jay's very first fuck. "You inside me. Your pre-cum dripping into me." I smiled. Aiden would be pleased at how Jay was turning out. He might have been a bit shy at first and uncertain about the possibilities of two males having fun together. But he was learning quickly and getting used to how good a dick up his ass could feel. He was fucking himself hard on my cock. "Fuck me, please, Rod. Fuck me hard. Fuck me deep. Just fucking fuck me," he grunted. I slammed my cock into him. If he kept this up, between the dirty talk and the tight fuzzy hole on my dick, I was going to cum a second time. "Please man. Give it to me. Give me that hard cock," Jay murmured. He was still pressed against me, his lips right against my ear. He was just whispering, but he was close enough for me to hear every desperate syllable. "Oh fuck, Rod. Don't take it out of me. Your fucking dick, Rod, it's inside me." He reached down between his legs and found the margin between us, where my cock stretched open his hole and entered his body. I felt his finger press against my shaft. He only succeeded in making me drip even more of my pre-cum into his hole. "Oh fuck Rod," he whispered. Jay's body was pressed against mine. He was shaking, but whether from fear, excitement, pleasure or a mixture of all three, I couldn't tell. I pulled him closer to me and his warm skin pressed against mine. He was clenching his hole tight around my cock as hard as he could, not wanting a single millimeter of my cock to slide out of him. "Relax boy. This can go on as long as you need it to," I whispered into his ear. His torso relaxed a bit, but his hole was just needy as before. "Please, Rod. Give it to me. Give me all of it." It was easy to convince myself that he wasn't talking just about my cock, but about everything that my cock stood for: the drugs I indulged in, the forbidden fantasies that I enacted, the money I traded for sex, and the virus that I transmitted with every load of cum. I gave him a long kiss. "I'll give you everything you've ever dreamt of." Of course, nightmares were also dreams. It wasn't my business to know Jay's nightmares; it was my business to act out my fantasies. "But just for now. For me." "Yes?" Jay asked, anticipating a request from me. "Just enjoy yourself. Just focus on the pleasure." "I want to you focus on the pleasure too, Rod. I want to make you happy." "Don't worry," I replied. "You're doing a fine job. A damn fine job making me happy." Something clicked for me at that moment. I remembered that I was paying for this. There was no obligation for me to do anything but enjoy myself. It was my time to be a selfish, greedy fucker, and to use Jay as the partied-up fucktoy that he was. "Oh fuck," I grunted, and pushed my dick further into Jay. I felt the spooge already up there slide past my dickhead. "Oh fuck, Rod. Keep it in me." Did he not know how hard it was not to understand his sex-crazed demands as anything other than begging to be pozzed up? "Give it to me." "Of course, Jay," I said. My cock went back into the depths of his hole. My engorged dickhead and thick shaft pressed my first gift deeper into Jay. Jay deserved it. He was still young and he would have many years of spreading the virus before he would succumb to the ravages of drugs and illness. I wanted my seed to spread, and Jay was the latest in a long line of vessels by which I would infect my entire world. "Fuck, that feels amazing," Jay groaned. "Fucking amazing." "You want more of it?" I said. Jay just nodded; he was gasping for breath in perfect synchrony with my strokes. "Come on," I continued. "Sit on it." I gently pushed him back up, where his body weight and gravity conspired to force even more of my shaft into his body. It was also very clear just how turned-on Jay was. His dick was sticking straight up, just as hard as my cock was. And, just like my cock, there was a bead of pre-cum at the tip. I ran my finger across it, then licked my finger. It tasted clean and fresh; there was no hint of the virus that contaminated my semen. At least, there was no hint yet. "Oh fuck," Jay moaned, as he settled down onto my cock. "So fucking big. So deep in me." "Just relax," I said. "Just enjoy the feeling of getting fucked. Of my cock deep inside of you." Jay closed his eyes, threw his head back, and grunted in pure pleasure. I wanted to spend all night fucking the boy. I wanted to massage my load into him, make sure that my seed found fertile soil to colonize and grow. But, Aiden would be out shortly to check on us, and he would more plans for Jay. It was a much higher fee to have exclusive use of a boy's hole, and I had yet to meet the boy that wasn't improved with the seed of several men soaking into him. I reached down and played with Jay's dick. The boy had a nice dick, a good length plus a thick, meaty shaft. He was still hard and was still dripping pre-cum. It made my own cock throb to think how turned-on Jay was, and how much he deserved several more loads in him. I would have to cum soon if I wanted one of those to be a second one from me. "Oh fuck Jay," I grunted, as he started to ride my cock, practically milking me for every drop of pre-cum I could give him. "Fucking ride that goddamn cock." "Oh fuck," Jay groaned again. Out of the corner of my eye, I thought I saw the patio door slide open. But I didn't care; Edward threw these parties specifically for us to bareback whoever we wanted and get to breed their holes. Nailing an innocent neg boy on the balcony was not just tolerated, it was expected. "Oh hell yes," he grunted. He had either not seen what I had, or had ignored it. I pushed my dick against his hips, forcing myself deep into him. I held it there, just long enough to feel the familiar, wonderful tingle of an impending orgasm. Jay instinctively knew what to do, and began to rock to and fro on my dick, massaging me to the very edge of orgasm. "Oh god," I moaned. "This is fucking amazing." I stopped trying to hold back any longer. He was practically begging me to cum into him. He didn't care that I was poz. Or, rather, I knew he wouldn't care. He was high on G and his ass would be hungry like never before. The GHB had activated pathways of pleasure that had never been triggered before, and Jay was reveling in the infinitely familiar yet profoundly new sensations. He moaned, "Oh fuck. Give it to me please!" "Oh hell yeah," I grunted. "Oh Hell YEAH!" I turned my head to one side for a second, and I saw Aiden standing just behind Jay, where the young man couldn't see. He smiled at me and gave me a two-thumbs-up sign. Any lingering doubt about permission was erased; Jay's pimp had just given me clearance to seed the young man's hole. Now, all that mattered was getting off and filling Jay with my toxic seed. "Come on, Rod," Jay grunted, "Come on. Give me all of it." The tingle of orgasm had grown, and I was only seconds away from exploding in his ass for the second time tonight. In the quest to infect a boy, depth of seeding was important, as was the virulence and potency of the seed. But nothing really made up for sheer quantity. The more toxic seed I pumped into the whore-boy, the better his chances of getting infected. I pushed my dick as deep as I could and let my animal instincts take over. My balls pulled up, tightened, and a spurt of semen started to barrel down the length of my shaft. "OH HELL YEAH," I grunted, almost loud enough to penetrate the windows of the rooms around me. I didn't care. I was breeding a hot young stud, filling him with my pozcum, and there was nothing between us to protect him. "OH HELL YEAH," I repeated. A second spurt of cum shot down the length of my dick, and deep into Jay's hungry hole. "Oh god," Jay mumbled. "It feels so good." He was having trouble processing all the sensations that were colliding: his first time on GHB, the first night with another man, and certainly the first time getting fucked using cum as a lube. I wasn't surprised that he wasn't able to say much. It didn't matter. My dick was still dribbling my virulent seed into the boy, which was only making the feelings more intense. "I don't want to stop. "Oh yeah," I said. The initial intensity of the orgasm had been expended in launching my seed deep into Jay's ass. The furious urgency had been dealt with, and it was time to focus on my dick. I was rubbing my shaft against every inch of Jay's ass, and working my slime into the boy. "Oh fuck, this is nice," I said. "Hell yeah," Jay said. "It's so warm. So comfortable inside me." "It feels so good. How hot your hole is. How wet you are." "It's fucking hot." Jay relaxed his legs a bit, which only pushed my dick a bit further into him. "So hard." "And so deep," I said. "Nice show men," a voice suddenly said. "A very nice show." It was a new voice, one that had not been with us before. I turned to the side, and there was Aiden, less than an arm's breadth from us. Jay also turned to the sound of Aiden's voice. He turned so fast that my dick nearly fell out of him; only me holding onto his waist avoided that fate. "Oh fuck," he said, the tone was one of fear and uncertainty. "I'm sorry, man. I'm so fucking sorry." "What are you sorry for, Jay?" Aiden asked. He was now just wearing a pair of boxers, the light blue fabric was nearly a perfect match to his eyes. "I mean. Me. Your friend. This," Jay stammered. His asshole was clenched tight around my shaft; he might have been embarrassed by being discovered mid-fuck, but he wasn't going to give up my pole. "This is exactly how I had hoped it would turn out. You men enjoying each other. Each other's bodies." He turned to me. "How's it for you?" he asked. "Fucking amazing," I said. "That's what I like to hear," Aiden said. "Seems like you boys are getting along just fine. But you may want to join the party soon. Our friend Tina just showed up, and I'm sure Jay would enjoy meeting her." "I'm sure he would," I said. "Nor would I mind hanging out with her a bit." Jay looked confused, but I didn't care. I'd explain a bit later what Tina was, and show him just how good it could make him feel. "I'll leave you boys alone. Seems like you don't need much help having fun." "See you in a bit," I said. Jay was still clenched around my dick, not yet ready to give it up. I'd have to ease him into the idea of going back to the party. The one carrot I could dangle for him was the promise that he'd be fucked some more. "You want to take a break?" I asked. "See what the party's like?" "I just," he stammered. "I just like this so much." "I know," I said. "And there's plenty more time for this. Time to do it with me, if you want." He nodded. "I guess." He rocked back and forth on my shaft. I could feel the two loads squish back and forth. "Do you need to get off? I mean, do you want to cum?" I reached down and played with his cock. He was still hard and there was more pre-cum at the tip. I licked the pre-cum off my finger, savoring the sweet, innocent flavor. It was going to be one of the last times Jay could claim "innocent" as a description. The gathered guests would be hungry for a fresh piece of ass like Jay. "I already came," I said. "Twice." "Fuck," Jay said. He was quiet, but his ass stayed wrapped around my dick. "Fuck," he repeated. "I've never even cum in a girl's mouth." "And now you've got two loads from me in your ass." "I know," he said. He was still rocking back and forth on my cock. "Two loads. Inside me." His dick was hard in my hand. He was still trying to fathom what I had just told him, and what it meant for his future. "Fuck man." "You ok?" I asked. "Yeah," he grunted, almost more an animal sound than a human voice. "I am," he said. He was still rocking back and forth on my shaft, stimulating my dick and almost daring me to cum a third time. "Really good." "Let's go inside," I said. "I think you're going to enjoy this party. I think you're going to enjoy it a lot." "This is already been amazing," he said. I gently lifted him off my shaft. It came out clean and glossy, slicked down by my cum. "It's just," "Not what you expected?" I asked. He was a stranger in a very strange land indeed now, and I had to remember that. Jay was learning the norms of how men had sex, and it would be a many more nights like this before he had the same instincts as I did. "Yeah," Jay said. He leaned in and kissed me. "But, so hot. You inside me." "My load in you." "Two of your loads in me."

After deep seeding a guy's pussy, I like taking him out to a bar for a few beers knowing he is having some leakage that is keeping his hole wet. It just makes him want to be re-seeded over and over. And when other guys in the bar know he is sperm lubed it makes it easier to arrange a group breeding.