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Jackson, 5'11 200 pounds of muscle. Dark brown hair and eyes and porcelain skin. 8 inches cut. Stephen, 6'1 240 pounds of muscle. Bleach blonde hair green eyes with light tan. 9 inches uncut. Jackson was a straight college student stuck at school during winter break. He couldn't afford a trip home, frankly his parents didn't really want him there. It was also the worst snowstorm the area had seen in years. So his part time job closed down. He was getting king of desperate. His friend, Stephen, who was also stuck here had made a huge wad of cash under the table. He kept doing it until he got very sick. He recently recovered so maybe his buddy could hook him up. They had gotten very close these college years, both sophomores, both were work out fanatics. They both spent a lot of free time in the weight room. So Jackson hoped his friend would come through. Knocking on his friends door he heard him coming and he was clearly on the phone. "Yes, it is official. Yes, I am very happy. I was so pissed at first but I am completely converted. Yeah, I am up to doing more and spreading it. Love you man. I got a friend here now so I better go. Talk soon. Bye." Stephen hung up the phone. "Hey Jackson. What's going on?" I told him how desperate I needed cash. I was short for tuition and since I wasn't working I needed work. Badly. "How badly, I can get you in but you have to do what you are told and accept what happens. Don't worry, no laws will be broken and you will not hurt anyone. It is a big commitment though. You will be doing things you aren't into. You need to know this from the start." At first I was about to say no thank you. Then I remember my finances and saw what was about 5,000 dollars on his table. That was from one day. "Okay, I am in." "Your parents will disown you if they find out." "They pretty much have already. When I stopped going to Saturday services and started eating bacon they had enough of me." "You can change your mind when you get there and you can stop when you want." I was told to be there tomorrow at 8 am sharp. The place was a large house just off campus. So the snow wasn't going to be a problem. I arrived at 7:50 and waited. A guy opened the door and asked if I was Jackson? I said yes and was told to get inside. The home was a front for a film studio called GGG films. I was invited into the back where I was introduced to the man who owns everything. Name was Chris. He sat me down and told me that I wad going to be in films. He said they make movies for a specific audience and I would be perfect for them. I was a little confused but went along. I want to show you what you will be doing if you agree. We went to a dark room and looked through a one way mirror. There was a bed in the next room and some cameras. A guy about Jackson's age and build came in wearing nothing but a robe. He spun around for the camera and spoke with an effeminate voice saying, "Today I get my gift. I am so excited." The guy got naked and did some moves for the camera. Soon another man, this one already naked, came in. He was a big black guy with the largest dick Jackson had ever seen. He watched as the first guy, he didn't know his name, he later found out it's Terry, start sucking on that monster pretending to be a dick. It was huge soft but now it looked like it might double in size. When he was ready Monster, he never found out his name and called him that because it seemed to fit, threw Terry hard on the bed an cracked his ass until it was super red. "You ready for the fuck of your life you little bitch? You ready for full conversion you little slut?" Terry nodded his head yes. Terry took a long breath from a brown bottle as Monster started forcing himself into this little victim. Jackson didn't see any lube being applied, he learned later also that it was already there. Terry screamed in pain. He could see tears. Jackson was thinking, what the hell have I gotten into? He though he should leave but he couldn't look away. Terry was screaming as he took all of that cock. It was all the way in him. Jackson watched as Terry went from yelling in pain to shouting in pure ecstasy. "Give me that dirty cum. I want it, please, convert me. Poz me." "You ready bitch because here it comes." With that Terry was getting a load of cum in him. "Take another hit bitch. I ain't done with this hole." Monster kept grinding and Jackson was really starting to enjoy watching this. He felt a hand unbuckle his belt and jeans. Chris took out his dick and gave him a blow job right there. He never had a guy go down on him and he was too caught up in the moment to fight it. Chris was better than anyone else who went down on him. He didn't last long. He came at the same time those two being filmed did. With that Chris stopped. Swallowed all his cum. Then said, "I love the taste of virgin cum. Let's work out the contract." He walked out as he heard Terry thanking everyone for letting his dream come true. Part 2 will happen. If you guys like this.

Jackson could not believe what he just saw and what he just experienced. His ladies man friend Stephen was doing this for money? Well, to be honest it wasn't just for the money. It was for a shit ton of money, (If you know you know.) Jackson just had a great blow job. Okay, he had the best damn bj he thought possible. When they sat in Chris's office Jackson was speechless at first. So Chris did all the talking. "If you agree to do this we will give you a fake name so no one searching your real one will see this. You will not be in a production like you just saw. You will be with someone more your size, in all areas. We will begin with recordings of you doing hard workouts naked. Give the customers a preview of that sexy body you have. Then you jacking off. Get a great shot of your clean load. For that we will pay you $2000. The more you do the more you make. Your friend had made over Ten Thousand. He has just arrived and will be making his first top movie. You can watch if you like." Jackson agreed to this. His mind was spinning about all that was happening. He thought he could never believe his friend did this unless he saw for himself. They went to a different set. Jackson sat down to watch on a monitor and not a one way mirror like before. "This set isn't able to have people not in the movie or making it be able to sit in. The sound is too bad. The monitor works and gets great def. You won't be able to hear this one. Jackson had seen Stephen naked before but now he noticed he had a tattoo. It was a biohazard sign on his chest. Jackson was unable to hear because they didn't want to reveal what was going to happen just yet. For us though we will be able to hear it just fine. Chris:" Well, hello little neg boy. You ready for your first Poz cock inside of you?" This kid, he had to be 18 or 19 at the most was a skinny ginger with a smallish dick. "Yes sir, I was born to be a bottom to Poz Daddies like you." "Let's get started. Suck my cock boy. Make me hard." The lad did as told. He got on his knees and took Stephen's dick deep in his mouth. Fuck, you got a nice mouth. If I wasn't here to do a job I might just let you finish." After a few minutes Stephen pulled the lad's hair to get him to stop. He seemed to enjoy that. "Get on that sling. I am going to look into your eyes as you get your first Poz load in you." The lad did as told. Stephen grabbed a toothbrush and inserted it into the lad's hole. Watching, Jackson was confused about this. Soon Stephen pulled out the toothbrush and said that it was really bloody. He was good and ready for the toxicity coming to him. Stephen lubed him up and then shoved his dick inside this neg slut. He yelled out in lust. "Yes. Yes, yes yes yes. Fuck me. Fuck my boi pussy. Fuck me hard and deep. Please Poz me sir. Poz me! I want your HIV!" It really didn't take that long. When the lad shot what would become his last neg load Stephen started to go faster and harder. "Here it comes boy. Here comes my toxic Poz HIV cum into your bloody and torn up asshole. Get ready it's happening now. Stephen watched as his victim took his cum. He was excited and cheering this. Afterwards he pulled himself out and put a plug in. " No cumming until you test positive. Understand?" He nodded yes. He gave the lad a kiss and left. Jackson has also shot a load while watching. He knee he was in. Only he did not know what that meant just yet.

1st Story on here so hope you lads enjoys. Was chatting to this English lad who lived in Dublin. I was in Belfast but told I can travel up only takes about hour. We were both about 25 at the time so up I went one afternoon found his house easily and knocked on door he opened it Naked took he in and almost straight away took out Glass pipe I never really had done any hard drugs but a couple shotguns and I was up for anything asked me if I would fuck raw which I always love doing then asked if I would do him live on Internet Cam4 of course been so high I was game had him on bed and only lasted about 5 mins before breeding him then held up his legs and rimmed my load out of his ass and feed it to him then we started to suck each other could feel him hold my head and seconds later I felt him start to fill my mouth with his chem piss within seconds I was hooked lots more to come

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……….

Hey Irish, thanks for writing for us! Sorry someone downvoted, but don't let that eat at you. It is hard enough to keep fresh stories coming up on the site, so your submission is very much appreciated. And since I have never written and submitted a story in this section, I do not feel the least bit qualified to suggest what you need to say or how you say it. Just keep on writing and feeding our twisted thoughts! And, Thank You!

My personal definition: It has to be at least five tops there at the same time, taking turns. (Otherwise, it's a threeway or a fourway) Just taking loads over the night is not the same thing (and a lot easier on the ass.) Gangbangs feed off the energies of other tops in the room, not just the energy from the bottom. Once cum starts flowing and we are churning each other's loads, it is a great time.

I was bored. I had had a row with my girlfriend and she hadnt called in 3 days. To make matters worse she was going on a week’s holiday tomorrow with her girlfriends. That meant it would be nearly two weeks before I would fuck again. I was already feeling a bit horny. The row was about something stupid. She knew about my small fetish for watching blow job porn with the guy cumming over the girls face. What she didn’t know was that sometimes I wished I was the girl not the guy. That had been increasing over the last few months though and she had found a couple of porn clips of guys sucking cock in my internet history. I blagged that it was accidental and it had just apppeared on my screen after a straight blow job clip but she wasn’t having any of it, hence the row. ‘ ’I’ll just leave you to your faggot porn then!’ She had shouted as she slammed the door. I knew she would come back but thought it would be before now. However , I was feeling horny. I google searched a chat line as I was playing gently with my cock, and watching the cocksucking porn I had on. I decided to try a gay line, I hadn’t done it before and it was anonymous so who would know? I recorded a brief ‘about me’ message saying I was inexperienced, hoping a daddy type might take interest. After two or three flaky messages that I didn’t return, I heard a deeper voiced ad, that got me going. ‘Daddy here , experienced, looking to teach and pass on his experience to newbies’ He sounded hot. I left a message explaining this was only the third or fourth time I had been on the line and was looking to learn. I didn’t want to sound a complete novice. I had no intention to meet him, it was anonymous wank porn after all. He replied to my message, ‘im happy to teach willing learners who are open minded. Where are you based boy?’ I responded truthfully, his voice just sounded as though I had to tell him everything. ‘ That’s the next town to me, I’m only six miles away ‘ he replied. ‘So do you like sucking cock boy?’ He asked ’Yes ‘ I replied ‘ and swallowing cum’ . Why did I add that ? I wondered. It was probably something to do with the porn I was watching, the girl was taking a good face fucking and getting a mouthful of the guys cum as well. My cock was hard as I was stroking it. My sensible reasoning brain was gone, replaced by horny cock brain. ‘Good boy! ‘ came the reply ‘have you a pen? Take down this number and come off the line. Send me a text. And don’t cum before you do’ . I hung up and scribbled down the number, he could tell I was wanking then. I was horny. Another girl was sucking cock on the iPad I front of me. Without stopping to think I just sent a quick text saying ‘hi’ , then returned to watching the blowjob, stroking my cock slowly. I didn’t want to cum too soon. My phone rang, breaking my concentration on the screen. ‘Hello’ I answered, without concentrating. ‘Hello Neil, this is Brad, we were just speaking on the line’ . I recognised the deep voice. ‘Oh, hi ‘ was all I could stammer. ‘it’s ok, I’m guessing you’re playing with your boner then , Neil? Are you? ‘ ’erm yes’ I stuttered. ‘That’s ok, but I have an idea! Why don’t you come round here, and let me help you with that, I’m sure you’ll like it, and I can start your lessons if you like? You will be able to suck my cock and swallow my cum just like you really want?’ His location pinged on my phone with the address. ‘See you in 20 mins, don’t be late’ and he hung up. Fuck I thought! I was still horny, I hadn’t cum. Should I go or just shoot my load now and forget it. He seemed a decent guy and I had always wanted to try sucking cock. Just as a one off to scratch the itch. I was straight after all, with a girlfriend.He didn’t sound creepy, ‘fuck it’ I thought. I have his address so if he tries weird shit I know where he lived. That meant he was genuine to my horny cock brain. I pulled up my jeans and stuffed my boner away, slipped on my trainers and grabbed my keys. ‘On my way’ I texted as I started the car. I wondered what lay in store as I followed the sat an. At least I would get to finally suck cock …. Though I remembered I did say I swallowed. The thought got me hard again as. I turned into Brad’s Avenue. to be continued ………

As a top, I would like to thank you for the reality check. It is just not for every bottom who dreams of it. Everything you mention is so important for a bottom to consider. It can take a huge toll on the guy. I am certainly one of those tops who expects both holes to be ready and willing. I have also learned I prefer two bottoms working a group in tandem--preferably guys who are very different physical types. When I was very young, I set up a GB with a hot young man I didn't know who was desperate to do it. He lasted ten minutes with the five large cocks I had taken hours to find. (Fortunately, one of the tops had cleaned out 'just in case' and stepped in and we had a blast.)

The liberal religious people I know (or have known) were Dorothy Day Catholic Worker types, Unitarians or Episcopal Church types who had a gay priest in their church. None of them were anti-gay. Who are these supposed liberal anti-gay people? Names, not just generalized. Stop playing the "whataboutism" card. Pretending both sides are the same. They most definitely are not. It's silly, and all of us know it's an absurd position to take.

They do. Gym Jordan, MTG and Cruz are LEADERS of their party, particularly now with Kevin "The Dumbest Man In Congress" McCarthy as Speaker. They want us all dead and they're not shy about saying so. They've been running on anti-gay platforms for decades. In 2004 anti-gay rhetoric helped to get Dubya re-elected President. They are completely captured by the religious right, which has only gotten worse as the decades have gone by. I've been out for 42 years this May and political winds have swung back and forth. But one thing has been constant. The Republican Party has always been anti-gay my entire life, no matter what the Quislings like Log Cabin or idiots like Richard Grennell (or worse that douche Peter Thiel) say. Never, ever forget that the first time AIDS was asked about in the White House Briefing room (when Reagan was President) EVERYONE IN THE ROOM LAUGHED. You can find the video on YouTube. They all (reporters and WH employees) thought it was hilarious that gay men were dying gruesome deaths. Some of them (Jesse Helms for example) said so outright, most just were quiet and ignored us, thinking we were all going to die. Some of us did not die. We fought back. "Quiet" republicans are like "Never Trumpers." Small in number and uninfluential. Liz Cheney? She fucking has a lesbian sister and she still voted anti-gay. She scored a 21 out of 100 from HRC in 2021. That tells you everything you need to know. THEY ARE NOT ON OUR SIDE. The Democratic Party is far from perfect, but it's what we got. And I'd rather have Joe Biden on my side than Gym "Let's just ignore men being raped by the team doctor" Jordan, Marge, Bobo or Cancun Ted.

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

Only a few chapters to this. Seems darl but there’s twists. I didn’t see you coming as I walked home from the bar in Boston on a mild fall night. Airpods were in and I was still buzzing from A fun night with my friends. Couldn’t hear you approach. A sudden yank as you pulled me by the neck of my shirt into an alley. Before I knew what was happening I was being tied. It felt like tentacles surrounding me. My airpods were ripped out. “You shouldn’t be out here walking alone, pretty boy. You never know who’s out there” the gruff voice said, gagging me with piss soaked underwear. I wanted to wretch, but I was also starting to get hard. He then push my pants and underwear down in one fell swoop before shoving two fingers up my hole roughly. Tears pooled and then streamed down my face. And then… a blow to the head and all went dark end of part 1

It's also more than a quantity. A gangbang, to me at least, is a destination as opposed to a coincidence, it's an intention to focus all attention on the one designee. To your point, it's an energy that feeds. And tops can come and go (or cum and go), but the energy keeps up and the motivation remains clear. There aren't other bottoms next door, there's no sauna or bar or lounge, no maze, it's just sheer, unadulterated piggery. I realize that's beyond the question, but wanted to make sure it was said *oink*

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This is why I generally prefer to get gangbanged in a cruise bar or a sauna, rather than in a private setting. As a bottom, there is a lot less pressure: if something goes wrong or you’ve simply had enough, you can stop for a break at any time, and the tops won’t be disappointed: there are always plenty of other holes around to fuck. Of course, the trade-off is that a younger, fitter, hotter cumdump might set up shop right next to you and end up stealing all the loads… at least in a private setting, you can pretty much guarantee that every drop of sperm is going to end up inside you one way or another.

wish for you both a pleasing life together.....

Mayor Pete

That is completely not true…

Well said. If some of us hold the belief (with exceptions here and there, of course), that people who endorse and uphold repressive behavior against "the other" - which we certainly are - it comes from substantial experience, sometimes beginning before we even knew we were gay. I don't "hate" Republicans - I pity them. They're trapped in a cycle of reaffirming their own personal worth by belittling others unlike them. These people are cultural cyphers - there's nothing there. As far as these folks looking down their long, narrow noses at me, I don't think rats have asses tiny enough to measure how much I couldn't care less.

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I have been with my bf/fiancé for about 18 months. He just turned 23, and I am 59. He's not very experienced, but he has a big dick and is eager to please. We have had a great sex life so far.

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Apparently, these days, they are ashamed of Lincoln.

On BZ, there's room for all kinds of discussions. and this particular thread is entitled LGBT Politics. The comprehensive inclusion of all kinds of subject matter is a big reason a lot of us enjoy it, in that exchanging viewpoints is always a good thing. There are plenty of threads I don't follow or read at all, since they don't interest me. Maybe you could "follow" the threads you enjoy, and "unfollow" those you don't. Problem solved !!

Clinton's only sin was bad taste in women! He should've gone with a QUEER man...we swallow and don't tell!

So it has been a couple weeks since the last amazing sex with the 81-year-old man that lives in the senior apartment complex where my mother lives. [think before following links] https://breeding.zone/topic/77860-great-sex-with-an-81-year-old-man/ Yesterday I woke up feeling really horny so I decided to call my new friend and see if he wanted me to come over again. I called him up and as expected he was extremely excited to have me over and I almost couldn’t get him off the phone as he was talking about how much he enjoyed fucking my ass last time we met. So I got out of bed, showered and cleaned out and made my way to my friends apartment. The whole drive over my cock was thick and throbbing thinking about the last time we met. I parked my car and walked in the building. The whole walk as I made my way to his apartment I had butterflies in my stomach like a little kid, which is strange, because I have bottomed for so many men but for some reason this one excited me more than most. I knocked on his door and it swung open almost immediately. There was my new friend wearing the same robe he wore last time but this time his cock was swollen, and his robe was hanging open. I stepped in and he immediately shut the door. I turned to him and held his cock in my left hand and rubbed his thick gray chest hair with my right. He leaned in and gave me a kiss as he proceeded to reach around me and squeeze both my ass cheeks. His cock was rock hard, so I assume he took his little blue pill in preparation for my holes. I slid down to my knees and hands that were just grasping my ass cheeks were now resting on the back of my head as I slipped his cock into my mouth. I immediately tasted the tremendous flow of pre-cum that was now leaking on my tongue. He forced his cock in and out of my mouth while holding the back of my head much rougher than the first time we fucked but it was definitely a welcome change. he fucked my face right there in the doorway for several minutes before he instructed me to stand up, undress, go lay on the bed and spread my legs. I eagerly moved to his bed, laid down in the middle and held my legs back. My legs were almost behind my head to offer him my well used hole. He wasn’t far behind me, and slid off his robe as he walked to his nightstand to grab his large glass container of Vaseline. He slowly and carefully climbed on the bed, while holding the jar and knelt right in front of my hungry hole. He scoop some Vaseline out of the jar and pressed it in and on my hole before sliding in two fingers. He looked like he was in some sort of happy trance as he worked his two fingers in and out of my ass. He couldn’t contain his smile as he effortlessly slipped in a third and then a fourth finger. He was basically fisting me, but his thumb still was out. He slid his hand in and out, in and out, over and over and it felt truly amazing as he massaged my prostate. I felt like I could cum if he kept it up a while longer as a drips of semen that he had been milking out of me were starting to make a nice mess in my pubic hair. To my dismay, he stopped, and proceeded to lube his cock. He slid it in my ass and then leaned forward laying his weight on me face-to-face. He started slowly thrusting. I could feel my cum covered pubes rubbing into the beautiful grey hair that led from his muff to his bellybutton. The feeling of his cock sliding in and out slowly, but firmly started to push me over the edge. I was moaning loudly, and I could tell he like this when all of a sudden I started to ejaculate on his belly as it was pressed against mine. It was an extremely powerful orgasm, and he moaned as my hole tightened with each pump of cum I shot between us as he fucked me. It must have been at least a dozen squirts of cum because I could feel how slick our bodies now were and I could feel the cold tickle as it ran down my side down to the mattress. I was quivering with each thrust and squealing with pleasure this made him speed up his thrusting. You could’ve never guessed it was an 80-year-old man fucking me so hard and rhythmically. I wrapped my legs around his back and was pushing his cock in me deeper with my legs with each thrust. He’s he began to moan and I knew he was about to seed me. After about another minute or two, he let out extremely loud groan, and I could feel his cock throbbing as he deposited his DNA deep in my belly. He started doing short, extremely hard thrust as he pumped in me while letting out a loud groan with each pump culminating in him, resting all his weight on me with his head buried next to mine. I could still feel slight twitches from his cock that was still in me. He lifted his head up some and we started kissing, which we did for several minutes before he pulled out of me and rolled over next to me. To my surprise with a stern voice, he instructed me to clean him up so I reached for tissue and he stopped me and said “use your mouth boy”. Hearing that was hot as fuck, and I immediately started licking the cum and any traces of me off his shaft. I licked his pubes and his belly, which were completely covered in my cum while he watched with his hands behind his head smiling in approval. He then instructed me to do something I didn’t expect, and that was to straddle him with my anus right up to his face as he was propped up in bed. He instructed me to suck his cock gently to which, without hesitation I did. I could kind of see that he was staring at my anus, and then he started working his fingers slowly in and out of my cum filled hole. He started asking me lots of questions about how I started fucking and who took my virginity, things of that nature. I explained to him how I started bottoming when I was a very young child. He was fascinated by this and asked me so many questions about the men that used to fuck me. I don’t mind talking about this stuff, but it was a little awkward, because I was trying to suck his cock, and answer his questions in great detail. He continued to finger my ass as he inquired about my many different sexual experiences, mostly when I was young. I didn’t mind going into detail about my experiences because they are very erotic stories and once he realized it didn’t upset me I think he was genuinely interested in hearing them. As I told them about the first load I ever received in my ass his cock firmed back up from its semi flaccid state. Once this happened, I concentrated on sucking him which was paying off because again he was leaking pre-cum. As he gently fingered and caressed my whole, I worked his cock really vigorously and almost without warning he started to ejaculate in my mouth. It was a surprising amount for a guy that just an hour ago I came in me. I swallowed every drop and thank him before sliding up and laying next to him. He was so gracious and appreciative of the sex we just had. He told me that sex with me made him feel like a teenager again, this really made me feel good. I told him I had to get going and before I got out of bed, he told me to wait a second. So I laid there as he crawled out of bed into the bathroom. I heard the water run for a minute or so and then he reemerged holding a warm, wet hand towel. He sat on the edge of the bed and instructed me to stand in front of him which I did. He started to clean my cock and stomach that has been covered in my jizz. He had me turn around and he gently cleaned my anus. It literally was one of the sweetest gestures I had experienced in a long time. I got dressed, and we said our goodbyes and I left to continue on with my day.

Got chatting to a 22 Yr old tonight online... He live about 700 yards from me, cute with 8 inches.... Said he was curious to fuck a guy but only uses condoms.... After 50 messages back n forth he decides he's horny and coming to mine to squirt his BB load up me, anon, darkroom...... 10 mins later he's pounding me very hard and dumps his load up me after 3 mins.... I licked his beautiful balls n cock clean and he was ready for load no 2....dumped it up me n left...... Few messages afterwards from him to say thankyou for letting him cum up me..... Lovely twink.

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Ok all you nasty sick fags, got inspired for another chapter. Hope to keep it going sooner! Enjoy and please leave your comments! And for the record, yes, I cannot wait to make this story a reality! DIRTY LOVE Bliss takes over and I feel myself slide down to the dirty wet floor, falling in front of the toxic top that just came in me. Instinctually I suck the dick clean. Kneeling next to Nic as he does the same. Breathing heavy, I kind of lose track of my bearings for a minute, but Nic snaps me back to reality when his hand touches my shoulder. Pulling me to my feet. He looks at me with a serious face. Not frowning. Not smiling. Just serious. Nic – Follow me. Nic turns and heads back toward the bathroom. I follow him closely. Nic walks to the back of the bathroom and pushes into the stall. I step inside with him. Nic – I need to talk to you. I nod. Nic – I really like you, but you need to know a few things. Me – I like you too. Nic – Yah, but do you know what we both just did? I nod. Nic – I like you, but I don’t care about your sexual wellbeing or health. I just want to have fun. Me – Okay? Nic – Braden, I will never stop someone from fucking you, no matter what. I will never judge you for anything you do, but I basically think that any guy has the right to fuck and use both of us. I love seeing nasty, sick, dirty, fucked up bastards fuck you. It like really makes me hard! I just start to smile. Both of us standing close, face to face. I kiss Nic, hard. Our lips lock. I pull off for a minute. Me – You like seeing me get fucked up, used, and pumped full of nasty, dirty, toxic cum? Nic – Mmmmm fucking god yes! Nic kisses me hard, biting my lip. I moan into his mouth, pressing in, not pulling away as he bites down. I grab his body and slam him hard into the wall. Animalistic lust taking over. His hands scratching down my body as he shoves two fingers into my cummy hole. Nic breaks the kiss and shoves me down on the ground. He spits in my face. Nic – You’re fucking trash, Braden! Just a couple holes to use! I moan and nod at him as he kneels down on the dirty wet floor. Toilet paper, beer bottles, a needle, and trash all over. Piss staining the toilet, right next to my head. Nic – This is the only way I could ever make love to someone. Me – You’re so fucked up! We grin….I lift my legs as Nic pulls them onto his shoulders. His cock pulled out of his jock. Me – Make love to me, Nic! I want you inside my, please. Slide your raw dick into my guts! Nic grins at me as he pushes his cock head just into my hole. It easily enters. We lock eyes as we both let out a beautiful moan, welcoming each other together without any barriers or secrets. Nic – I wanna be poz with you babe! Me – I know… I do too! Nic – Fuck yes! Me – No meds ever! Nic – Ohhhhh you fucking filthy pig! God damn I love you! Nic starts to pump my ass. His cock churning the toxic dirty cum that was just pumped into my ass, along with so many other loads. His cock is coated in cum as our bodies glue together next to the dirty toilet. I pull him down closer to me as we look into each other’s eyes, sweat dripping from Nic’s face onto mine. Nic – My god your ass feels amazing! Me – Your cock is fucking heaven! I want you fucking me for the rest of my life! Nic – As long as I’m not the only one using your ass! Be the fucking little bitch faggot you were born to be! Me – Live fast. Nic – Die young. Me – Yeah, fuck me you sick fucker!!! Nic speeds up. Nic – FUCKKKK YES! Braden, take my fucking dirty load you beautiful sick fuck! We both moan out as Nic’s body jerks and convulses. His cock is throbbing deep in my ass. I feel him like I’ve never felt anyone cum in me before. My legs slide down to the side and Nic collapses on top of me. Holding each other on the floor together. Nic – Thank you, Braden. I’ve been looking all over for you. Me – You found me.

Chapter 6 Jake fell asleep in between the two men on the large bed. All three fell into a deep sleep after the long fuck session. The next day as the sun rose across the lake, Jake slowly awoke with the feeling of his dad’s dick snaking into his used hole. He slowly rotates his hips backing up closer to his father to guide his dick in. Jake still sloppy hole allows easy access to Jason’s hardening dick. As his father’s cock slide into Jake’s hole. He thinks back to how long he has longed for his dad…. Catching glimpses of his dick, seeing him dressing and undressing, staring at his huge bulge in his swim trunks. Every time resisting his sexual desire for his father. Now all that has fallen away as he backs deeper and deeper onto his dad’s dick. Jason slowly wakes up to his sons hole wrapped around his huge dick and begins to thrust inward. His son moans. The sounds wakes up Travis and he sees the Jake being fucked from behind. He begins kissing Jake as he’s getting fucked then moves down and begins kissing, licking and biting Jakes muscle nips making Jake rock hard. Tyler realizing his morning wood needed attention, repositioned himself to allow Jake to suck his dick. Jake immediately opened his mouth to accept the large member and could taste stale cum on his dick from the fuck session the night before. Jakes milks his dad’s dick with his muscle hole as he sucks on Tyler’s dick getting him fully hard. He can taste the silky pre cum leaking from Tyler’s massive dick. The two dicks fill the lean muscle jock and he is in ecstasy. Jake pulls Tyler’s cock out of his mouth and moans, “mmmmmm daddy!” The moans from his son electrifies Jason, his dick growing even harder in his son’s cunt. He repositions his son with is ass up and slams his dick balls deep. His sons screams are muffled by Tyler’s large dick face fucking him. Jake strokes his dick while taking it on both ends. Jason’s brutal assault in on his sons hole allows Tyler’s dick to get even deeper into Jake’s wiling throat. The sight is Jake taking his dad’s poz dick draws him closer to climax. His heavy balls fill up. “You ready for you first poz load of the day fag!” Tyler asks as he face fucks the submissive jock. All Jake can do is offers a muffled acceptance. “TAKE MY LOAD FAGGOT!!!! “ Tyler screams as he begins to blast his poz cum deep down the jocks throat. Tyler guzzles down as much as he can but chokes and gurgles on the massive cummy load in his mouth but eventually takes it all in. The taste of his neighbors toxic load in his mouth send Jake over the edge and as he stokes his teen cock he begins shooting on the bedsheets below. Jason’s balls begin to tense up as His son’s muscle ass clamps down on his dick while he shoots his load. His begins piston fucking his son at a furious pace. His son’s wet man pussy lubricating his shaft. “I’m gonna breed you son with the dick that made you!” Jason’s breath grows short. “Please give me that load daddy” Jake begs. The sounds of this son pleading for his cum sending him over the edge and Jason begin flooding his sons hole with toxic cum. He pounds it deeper and deeper into his sons wrecked hole. Cum oozing out around his cock and balls. As his orgasm subsides he pulls out his still hard dick from his son’s used hole, he fingers his hole with his rough finger nails to make his seed take. Jakes flinches at first but with the feeling of his dads strong hand on his muscle back his knows there is no other way and obliges.

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”.

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 Later that afternoon Jake cuddles up next to Tyler as he enjoys a few beers. Both enjoying the view of the lake from the cabin. Tyler is still in his cum stained jock and Tyler still completely nude. Later, Tyler gets up from his seat and exclaims, “ it’s time for your next lesson boy. Get on your knees.” Jake, confused, gets on his knees and says, “But I’ve already know how to suck your dick” Tyler laughs and say , “ Yes you do but the beers has filled me up and now I’ve got to piss and I haven’t taught you how to take my piss. Now open up”. As Jake waves he dick at Tyler Jake does as he’s told. Tyler’s heavy dick rests on jakes lower lip and the flow of piss begins slowly. ‘Don’t loose a drop’ Tyler insists as Jakes mouth fills up and he struggles to swallow it all. Jakes guzzles down the warm golden liquid until the steams stops. Tyler rings out his dick allowing Jake to enjoy the last drops. “That’s my good boy”, Tyler says with a grin and meets him with a kiss tasting the piss on the boys breath. He tells Jake to go clean up and prepare for the night ahead. Tyler has invited a friend over to enjoy his new boy.

~Thanks for all your kind words, men, I'm glad so many of you liked Chapter I. Here now is Chapter II: The Ten: Chapter II by @Vancrawman **This is a work of fantasy and fiction. Any similarity to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental. Nothing in this work should be construed as medical advice in any way** Chapter II: First Quarry I woke up that morning still super excited and with my cock straining for attention, my mutual recharge fuckfest with Keith did nothing to dampen my horniness. I had heard that once infected, the virus demands to replicate so you get super horned up all the time, but still I resolved to hold off until I got my bio tat later that day at Eric’s studio. I checked my phone and saw several text messages. Apparently, my late night tweet announcing my level-up to POZ status was making the rounds of poz twitter and got back to several of my friends who knew of my quest: “Hey, buddy, great job, congrats! You gonna spread it around now?” “OMG, welcome to the Class of 2022, brother! Go forth and propagate!” “Super excited for you, man! It’s what you wanted and you went out and got it – and had a lot of fun along the way! So PROUD of you!” I also checked twitter and there were a lot of DMs from supposed chasers, but most of them I knew from previous interactions to be kind of flaky. Let’s see, I thought, if my change in status would get some of them to commit. Finally, another text came through – it was from a young twitter bud Caleb who was also on the chase for the upgrade to poz. We sexted back and forth a few times over the years. His profile says he’s 22 and from his pics, he’s got a great ass that has been after toxic loads for a year with no positive result: “I will fly over to you from Miami to get that toxic seed of yours, brother, just say when!” I sent some thank you texts and to Caleb, I got especially hot thinking about bugging up his sweet hole: “You make your plans, boy, and I’ll be glad to get you into the brotherhood if I can. I’m pretty toxic right now, so get on that plane!” Finally, I got out of bed, and got on with my day, not thinking more about Caleb’s text. Chasers make a lot of plans they never go through with…I know, I was a chaser myself. On this day, I planned on only working a half-day and it was all I could do to concentrate even a little on work, but eventually the time came to stop work and get marked as the toxic breeder I now was. I settled into Eric’s chair for the tattoo I had been dreaming of for years, but which I didn’t want to get until it really meant what it represented: A biohazard symbol, stylized a bit with some curves at the end of the tendrils and some shading and coloring in it, and a little blood red drop in the middle – marking me as a poz man ready to share the gift. Eric had greeted me with a warm kiss and long hug. “Congrats, brother!” How do you feel about the upgrade to poz?” “I’m so happy to finally get there, Eric, and you were a big part of breaking down that initial resistance, mate! When I came in here on that hot August day two years ago, and you were stripped down to the waist with that beautiful scorpion pointing downward to your sweet poz stick, it really help me decide to begin the chase! So you’re a big part of why I’m here today, my friend, even if it wasn’t your strain that got me over the line!” “Hey, not for lack of trying, buddy, but now we can recharge each other!” “Looking forward to that, stud” I said, “grabbing my cock in my pants which was by then fully hard. But first, mark me, man, I need to get branded now as a poz gifter!” “Let me get comfortable,” and with that, Eric strips off his shirt to reveal his well-tattooed chest with the beautiful Scorpion pointing down to his thick cock bulging in his jeans. Next to it was “XX,” meaning he was well ahead of me on this particular pozzing path. Ever since I consulted him about tattoo design two years ago, Eric has been telling me about The Ten, as they called themselves, I was desperate to poz up and join their special brotherhood. Each member must be poz-toxic and they each pledge to convert at least 10 willing chasers. Therefore, each X represents 10 guys he’s pozzed. Every time they get 10 confirmed hits, they get another X inked next to their biohazard or scorpion tat. When I first met Eric, he had only one X to mark his progress. “Eric, every time I look at that tat and the XX, I get so fucking turned on!” What must it feel like to have knocked up 20 guys?” I’m so fucking jealous and pissed that I started this so late!” “Hey man, don’t be that way, everyone gets there in their own time. I spent years on meds after I got pozzed, and even then I was so afraid of it I barely had any sex for years, until I got finally realized my destiny. We chasers and gifters all take different paths to the same place…what matters is that we get there.” “And that’s only 20 that I know about! And by the way, I’m nearer to my third X so soon there’ll be an addition right here, “ he says, pointing to an empty spot next to the two XXs. Got a couple of chasers I’ve been exclusively bugging up from the last month waiting on their fuck flu and for positive results, and then I’ll hit 30 if they come out right!” “Now sit back and relax and let’s get this tat on you to mark you for the poz predator you are!” As he worked on the biohazard tattoo now forming on my abdominals, we reminisced about how Eric bred me several times aiming to poz me, and although it ultimately wasn’t his strain that infected me, Eric and I sure had a good time trying; he pozbred me a few times, and when Eric went out of town for awhile, he recommended the hot nurse Keith to try and infect me. I gave him exclusive pozzing rights to my hole and Keith started his gifting sessions, and after some hot fucks over several weeks, some toothbrushing, and lots of toxic Keith seed, I knew it had finally happened 3 weeks later when the fuck flu hit – hard. Coming out of my reverie, I looked down at the progress and I was stunned to see so much of it filled in already, I was only barely aware of the needle inking me, marking me for life as a member of the poz club. He was about 90% done with the tat now…I had been there for 3 hours without realizing how the time was flying. “How was your fuck flu, brother?” Eric inquired. “It was rough for a few days but I was so excited and turned on by it, I knew it was finally happening, I couldn’t stop jerking off. Keith toothbrushed me hard then threw some powerful pozfucks into my hole, so I was so happy and relieved when the fuck flu hit. It’s our Rite of Passage!” “Fuck yeah,” Eric agreed. “Last night, after I left the doctor’s office, I saw some little twink of about 20 years old in the parking lot and all I wanted was to pin him down breed him with my bugs! Every guy I see is a target, my first quarry to join the poz brotherhood. I ended up with Keith doing some mutual recharging, after we had some champagne to toast my upgrade.” “You definitely see the world and the men in it in a different light, my friend,” Eric was finishing up, wiping the bloody area on my abs that now marked me for life and covering it with some moisturizer and clingy plastic film. He took a drop of my blood with his index finger and brought it up to my mouth to taste, then deeply kissed me. “OK, you know the drill with new tats, Randy,” keep it clean and dry and I can touch it up in a couple of weeks. Now get over here and breed my hole with that fresh poz seed!” With that, Eric pulled down his pants, bent over the tattoo chair and exposed his hot hairy hole to me. I knelt down to taste the passage before breeding it,and found some cum in there already. “Yeah, stopped off at the glory holes for a couple of loads this morning. Don’t know if they were toxic or not. I bred a couple holes, too, gave them both a little gift! – they don’t ask, I don’t tell!” At that, I stood up and plunged my hard poz weapon right into Eric’s bugged-up hole. “Yeah, fuck that fresh HIV into my fuckin hole, stud,” Eric encouraged. From all the poz chat while he was branding me as a POZ gifter with his needle, and now fucking Eric’s sweet pre-loaded hole, it didn’t take long for another load of fresh poz seed to burst forth down Eric’s passage. “Recharge me with that poison, stud!” he egged me on as I made my toxic deposit up my friend’s hole. All I could think was how my toxic cum was infiltrating his system, charging him up with my fresh strain, mixing with the bugs already in him to create a new, ever so different version of itself. We stayed like that for a few minutes, making sure every dirty drop of poz was delivered into Eric’s gaping manhole. Finally, we had collected ourselves and got dressed, Eric popped in a small Lucite buttplug to ensure absorption of the prize. It was then that Eric proposed a first victim for my new gifts. “Hey, Randy, I’ve got a guy coming in a few minutes for a tat, he wants just a simple Celtic thing, not any poz tattoo – at least not yet. I think he’d be perfect for conversion, I know from following his twitter that poz turns him on, but I don’t know for sure if he’s a real chaser or if he’s on PrEP…I was gonna try to knock him up but I’ll let you have this one if you want to wait around now for him, take a look at him, and let me know, I can introduce him to you.” And with that perfect timing, the potential first neg hole to get my infectious gift walked through the front door. “Hey, Eric,” he waved over to the tattoo artist. “Justin, meet my buddy Randy…He just got this new tat,” Eric replied, pointing to the wrapped up, but still visible, biohazard tattoo on my stomach. “Wow, I love it! Does that mean what I think it means?” Justin peered inquisitively at my new ink with its blood red center droplet. “Damn right. You want it? It could change your life” “Fuck yeah, I want it, man!” Justin brushed his hand gently over the biohazard. “You on PrEP? Cuz I don’t want to waste the gift if your PrEPPED up,” I cautioned. Justin, who looks about 25, sandy hair and a tight little body in his tank top and shorts, just looks up at me and says “Nope, I stopped PrEP about a month ago, I’m ready to accept my fate. Just tell me when and where, stud, I’ll take what you’ve got.” And with that, my first poz-gifting session was set up for the next night. I stopped at the drugstore on the way home and bought some new toothbrushes.

I recently started a new job, and had to go to a hotel in Orlando for it. Random hotel fucks are one of my favorites, so of course I arrived early and cruised the aps! Saw a guy on BBRTS who never in my wildest dreams woukd breed me, so didn't even attempt to message him. During a break, I checked BBRTS again and he messaged me. He was still online when I read his message, and replied I was on break for a little bit longer if he wanted to meet first. He was a muscled stud with a good 8 inches. Mid 30s and best of all a ginger! Said he loved breeding big guys like me. He immediately said he'd be right down. We didn't have much time, and he said he had to piss and said I could help. We rushed to the restroom where we went ti urinal and he said to pull his cock out. Was quite simple as he was free balling. Once his cock was released by me, I made sure some of his piss got on my fingers, then I licked them. He smiled and just said he loved piss pigs and I'd get more after training. He gave me his room number, and made a beeline to his room as training ended. He fed me his pisd and fucked the hell outta me. He already had plans for later, but the next day my training didn't start until noon. Got to the hotel early the next morning and had the most amazing sex. After he dropped several loads in me, he plugged my ass, and said enjoy my training. After sitting plugged in class, went back to his room for some more piss and cum!

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I'm neg and drug-free, no prep, but want to become a cumdump.

I rest my case.

You know the old saying, "There are 3 kinds of lies, lies, damned lies and statistics!"

The Log Cabin Republicans are selfhating gays!

Negative (amazingly) and on PrEP here. I am a hypersexual group use cock and fist bottom and I don't use anything harder than poppers. I am not seeking to become poz, but like broken bones or concussions in football, STIs are a hazard of the sport that is male sex. Frankly, I am far more concerned with gonorrhea, which is far more dangerous an STI than HIV is at this point.

Whether the op was looking to stoke anger, he's about to get it! To quote Margo Channing, "Fasten your seatbelts! It's going to be a bumpy night!" Rant continued. Obviously, you identify as a Republican. There must be something seriously WRONG with you! Why be part of a party that despises your very existence? Do you value being fiscally conservative above being gay? In your case, I use gay because you haven't earned the right to be QUEER! You could be libertarian or independent. More than just a Democrat, I'm a radical Leftist, a QUEER Abbie Hoffman would be a good description. At the age of 10, I was too young for Stonewall, but well aware of it's significance. Could we be headed for another Stonewall? Maybe, but this time we MUST not become complacent. Once again to the op, if you're not part of the solution, you're part of the problem! Shall I continue?

About 10 minutes ago. i'm going to call Him "Fat Cock." because when ever He contacts me He tells me He wants to "feed me His Fat Cock." He loves to be sucked first as a prelude, and i am happy to suck Him. i am a cock sucker after all, and i enjoy how much pleasure He gets, just brings out more of the cock sucker in me, so i don't ever get bored or anxious to get fucked, i like following His lead of pleasure. After awhile of Cock sucking, He says: "let me have you." He is really wanting to ope and stretch my hole, He works its with HIs fingers every time, but He is really intuitive and doesn't push, which opens me further. He fucked me with the intent of opening and gaping me at first, He likes pulling out and seeing His work. Then He pounded deep and hard for awhile, and i made a lot of involuntary noise, which He seemed to like even more. He is really apparent when He cums, plunges deep and holds His Cock in deep, planting His Seed deep, which just opens me more to receive. Fuck, i needed that. He was awesome, and i'm grateful.

**This is a work of fantasy and fiction. Any similarity to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental. Nothing in this work should be construed as medical advice in any way** CHAPTER IV: SETTING A TRAP: BENNY, MARCUS and the INSTAGAY: I was so pumped up from Justin's successful pozzing, that same surge of electricity that I felt whenever I loaded him up with my toxins, coursed through me all over again. I was flying high, with a powerful feeling of invincibility. Pozzing hole was a fucking fantastic feeling! Justin had a bad fuck flu for several days during which he told me, despite his fever, he was so horned up he couldn't keep from jerking off at every opportunity. On the fifth day, he felt a little better, got out of bed due to sheer raging horniness and went to a glory hole where took 4 more loads of unknown toxicity and gave a couple of known toxic ones to some face-down “no-questions-asked” cumdumps. “Good boy, keep spreading our strain,” I texted to him, “make me some poz grandsons!” My strain would live on in Justin, it was a bond so natural and beautiful, made all the more special because he was my first conquest. I was so proud of him for overcoming his initial reluctance, which in the end made it more prized to me, that I was able to work over his mind to get his body ready for infecting. I heard from Eric that Justin got inked with a biotat not long after his test results, and of course they took the opportunity to recharge each other with their own viral loads. And Keith got into the act as well, setting Justin up with an appointment with Idealistic Young Gay Doctor and when Doctor wasn't looking, Justin and Keith exchanged bugs as well, Keith completing the circle of poz when his toxic load recharged his new poz grandson. As for me, now that I had a taste of it, one pozzing was never gonna be enough, and certainly not if I wanted to get into The Ten or approach Eric or Keith's numbers...Eric had since blown past 30 confirmed pozzings , earning his third X for his scorpion tat, and Keith told me he was currently at 14, with a few still pending the fuck flu. I had to make up time on those two. And luckily my proven pozzing potential unleashed a torrent of messages and emails. It was practically a full-time job sorting through the unserious ones but a few did emerge. One, in particular, got me really determined to help a chaser brother out. Benny was in his late fifties, and as I read his first message, it was clear that he was very different from Justin: “Hello Sir,” he began (the “Sir”is always a good sign 🙂 “congrats on pozzing that hot young guy. You ever want to poz someone not in such good shape or a little older? Or both? I've been trying to level-up to poz for years but it just hasn't happened. Not so many guys want to fuck a guy like me.” After a few coaxing messages from me, Benny enclosed a pic of his hairy hole and he was definitely older than my usual chaser candidates, and as was clear from his pic, had about 80 extra pounds on him. “My aim is to poz” I replied one night to him “I don't discriminate, and this is not a romantic or boyfriend situation,” so if you want it, I am psyched to give it to you.” Since I had had so many unserious requests, I started to compile some personal ground rules that I would abide by and I would expect my poz progeny to abide by as well. I went on to lay out my rules to Benny: “You exclusively take loads from me until you're poz or until you decide not to continue chasing.” It's important for me to know that I will be the one to get you there, and with my HVL, I will succeed.” “You let me brush up your hole before and after every fuck and I always fuck with my 0g P.A. “Whenever I fuck you, I will do so to completion, I will not pull out.” “After I poz you, you post a pic of the test on your twitter so others know I'm carrying potent seed. I will also post it on twitter and BZ to announce the arrival of a new poz son.” “If you agree to these rules, and you want me to poz you for real, write back and let me know” I hadn't heard from him for over two weeks and figured he wasn't serious or didn't want to abide by my rules for Pozzing Season, but then one day, late at night, an email arrived: “Sir, I agree to your terms, and will accept your toxic cum as you see fit to gift it to me. I don't know why I need to be poz, I just know I won't be happy until I am, and I really want you do be the one to do it.” I quickly set up the first Pozzing Session with Benny. He would've had to drive about 3 hours each way, so instead I suggested a discount hotel chain about halfway between our residences. As it happens, I had been to that place a few times in the last couple of months. On the agreed-upon day, I arrived at the motel first: “Welcome back, Sir,” greeted my favorite cute desk clerk, Marcus, “good to see you here again, still traveling a lot for work are we?” “Hi Marcus, yes, another work trip,” I lied. (Would he feel differently if he knew I used his hotel to infect chasers with my HIV strain)? “I have your preferred room, around the back of the hotel away from the freeway lights,” he helpfully informed me. Of course, I had already been here before meeting a couple of other chasers already on my roster, hoping they would turn up poz any day now...This budget hotel was a great assignation spot. And in the cute Marcus at the desk, I had identified a potential next target for my poz seed, not that he knew it yet. We had been chatting at the desk a couple of times, late at night, after I had brushed and bred a chaser or two, and Marcus told me a little about himself. He's putting himself through med school, his mother came from the Philippines and his dad was a Navy man. Marcus now lived near the motel with his sister and her husband and kids...all small talk designed to eventually get this kid into bed and get him pozzed. Anyway, Benny arrived at the designated time, well, I say “arrived,” but what I mean is that he pulled up to space infront of the door, and then I could see him just sitting in his car; after about 10 minutes, I texted him: “You ready?” “I'm ready, I was just getting up the courage. My pics weren't so current. I'm worried you won't be able to cum in a guy like me.” “Just get in here now. Don't you want this toxic upgrade? ,” I texted back. I wasn't worried, not every guy was Justin, a young and buff type or a little twink like Marcus, and I certainly wasn't, either....plenty of guys passed over my pics online or responded to my inquiries with a curt “no thanks.” But now my main currency and my not-so-secret weapon was my viral load; pozzing was my main goal and whether a guy looked like a model or not wasn't my priority. After a couple more minutes, he simply texted “OK,” and I heard the car door shut and he walked up and knocked. I answered as usual, naked and hard, my P.A glistening in the little shaft of light from the bathroom. “I've never done this before,” Benny told me. “Don't worry, I'll take you through it, but if you have any doubts, this is the time to tell me.” “I've waited a long time for this, I don't want to wait any longer,” he sighed. Behind his soft green eyes was a fearful expression. “C'mon over here,” I guided him to the bed, and quickly got him in prime pozzing position – on all fours with his hole ready to receive the brush. I opened a new toothbrush – every victim of my toxins gets their own brush. (I keep them and look at them sometimes.) “Now, first I'm going to use this,” I instructed, showing him the new toothbrush, it's hard bristles bright white and ready to scratch up his hole, “then I will take it out and replace it with this,” pointing to my pierced cock standing at attention. I held him closely from behind for a few minutes, just fingering his hole to get him to relax a bit. Next I worked my tongue down into his hole and instantly I felt his body unclench. A few minutes of rimming was just what he needed to relax a bit. “Here we go Benny,” I warned him the brush was next, “And I'm not gonna stop until you get my poz load.” “Do it!,” he begged, “poz my hole!” As usual, I was already pre-cumming, so I squeezed out a couple of drops onto my finger and brought it up to Benny's lips. “This seed is your destiny, taste the poz before I impregnate you with it, it's time now,” I directed. “Just one drop of my toxic precum can change your whole fucking life!” I squeezed out a couple more drops of my ever-flowing poz pre-cum onto the brush and into Benny's hole it went. His instant reflex was to come off it, but I tightened my arm around his chest so he couldn't get off it, and I pushed the brush in further, scraping the sides of his manhole to get it nice and scratched up “Your hole is mine now, pig.” After a couple of minutes, I looked down to ensure the brush had done it's intended job and then in went my hard poz weapon. I fucked him quickly and soon filled his hole with my poison load, there was about 8 shots of pure toxicity in all, and with each release of my pure virus into his brushed-up hole, raw electric power surged through me and into him. His hole had bled moderately from the brushing and my poz seed, once it was deposited into him to begin its job, mixed with his bright red blood for a pinkish mix of perfect pozzing potion. I plugged up his hole, and as we waited for my cock to rebound for Round 2, he held onto me close, deeply sighing with a mix of pain from the brush and astonishment that he made it happen. “I can't believe I really went through with it, do you think it will work?” “It may take a few times, but I'm a HVL unmedicated top with a great conversion rate, I said proudly, so yeah, I know it will work,” I said, smiling back at him. He was talking a bit about his life, how his long-term husband has been medicated and undetectable for years and wouldn't go off meds – Benny wants to be poz to match his husband. He works remotely for a production company that produces, among other things, the KyleStyle Insta page, run by Kyle Wilson, a strapping blond Midwestern gay who gardens, cooks, chops wood and decorates his Minnesota farmhouse. Kyle's following seems to consist solely of gay men and women, most of whom who are oblivious to his gayness, somehow his lack of wife and his adeptness at domestic abilities would make it apparent to them, but I guess not... As we talked, I imagined in my head that this Instagay was there taking my fuck, this got me going again and Benny leaned over and started sucking me; Benny's doing a great job on me with his mouth - he certainly knows how I was loving it, but since the game here is to fuck, breed, poz...and repeat, I turned Benny over again, took out the plug and sank my precumming tool into his wet hole once more. “Good fucking pigboy, Benny! You gonna get pozzed up for me, pig? Yeah you are. I'm pozzing you now, accept the fate, feel that toxic strain inside you, worming its way into your system. No turning back now, you fucking cumdump!” Soon enough a new batch of my fresh HIV babies was flooding into Benny's hole and I quickly replugged him, reminded him not to get bred by anyone else so I can take sole credit for his poz upgrade. He got dressed for his long drive, and as he was leaving, he turned and hugged me tightly, “Thank you, Sir, thank you for pozzing me,” and then he was out the door and on his drive home. I know it was only the 1 session, but I now felt certain my second conversion had just happened. One more rung to my first X to go beside my biohazard tattoo, one step closer to my branding as the poz predator I was becoming. I texted Eric and Keith: "Just got another one, guys!" ☣️ Elated, I fell asleep dreaming of Kyle, then Marcus, and then positioning their holes side-by-side and fucking both back and forth until they both get loaded up with my strain. This was a good day – two poz loads for Benny, my continuing long-range goal of taking the neg out of an unsuspecting Marcus, and now another new target emerged: “Minnesota nice” Instagay Kyle. I woke up from dreaming with a start and a envisioned it: Somehow, I didn't know how just yet – I was gonna poz Insta Kyle. Yeah, this was a good day.

Way back in 14', there is a guy i used to fuck on the regular. He was around 28 and quite good looking. Met him off Craigslist, he lived quite near, and we would meet up Sunday afternoons, that's when he could sneak away from his GF. He had a fairly big cock, around 7-8 inches and good girth. First time we hooked up, it lasted about 30 mins. After the customary foreplay (kissing, sucking), i fucked him in the usual 3 positions - missionary, riding and doggy. He came 3 times from each position, in such a short space of time, and i'm talking about significant loads here. By the time i came he didnt want me touching his cock (in fact he really didnt from the start but i just did) because he knew he would blow another load. As our sessions became regular, i tried in vain to make him eat his own cum. But he refused. But i did manage to use his load as lube and fuck it deep in him several times. Loved fucking him, and i didnt even have to tell him to cum before. 5 mins into fucking i knew that if i just touched his cock he would explode. Never knew his name too (not that it matters...lol). Just saved his contact as "Cumming bottom"

According to these numbers I'm a lite weight at about 75 loads from 58 different guys. Yes I am a nerd that keeps a count. They are never enough and I passionately look forward to each new load, and every new guy. Thanks Breeding Zone for giving me a community that understands the cravings of my hungry ass and gut.

My last load was quite...let me say.....an eye-opener. For those reading my posts here I always post my experiences as a top guy. I love fucking nice cute asses. Since I started prep almost 1 year ago I also wanted to have some experience as a bottom boy. Yesterday morning I made a new account on Grindr (as a bottom) and placed an add that I was looking for a top guy to unload inside me bare in a full anon setting. As I have little experience as a bottom so I cleaned out and got ready. At a certain moment I got a message of a 32 year old profile, asking me where he could find me. He sent me some body and dick pics and he was stunning. He was incredible handsome but from a top-model class. He indicated he was bisexual and needed to fuck. Het had 30 minutes when he was doing groceries. As he was so handsome my f(l)ake alarm went off. I sent him my address and on grindr I saw the geolocalisation decreasing. So far so good. When he was at 50meters he messaged me to say he had parked the car and was on his way. I gave him the instructions, front door was ajar and told him where to find me inside. He replied with following message: ‘It’s too late to say now, but you do realize I am gonna totally wreck your ass, do you’??. Panic came over me. I am not an experienced cumdump!!I did’nt know what to reply because half a minute later I heard my front door close. He came in and in the light of a candle I saw his face and body: truely a God. Sixpack, hairy legs and a nicely trimmend beard. His pics were real. He didn’t want to be sucked as he wanted me face down ass up. I felt and he was rock but rock rock hard. He smashed his dick against my ass and started with saying that I was a total whore. I prelubed my ass before his Arriva and took some lube to lube his dick but he refused. He wanted to fuck with condom. He covered his dick with a condom and then......without saying anything he pushed in in one thrust balls deep. I am not a trained bottom!!! I have never ever experienced so much pain in my life. Het started fucking direct at 100%, like an animal, without even thinking about me. I started sniffing poppers to stand the pain a little. He swithched positions various time. I begged inside to make him cum as soon as possible so this would be over. After a while repeating that I was a whore now, his dirty fuckwhore. I hoped he would come soon but this was not the case. He kept on fucking like animal. I said ‘stop’ and he said ‘no’.he was so brutal. I enjoyed it........his verbal humiliating behaviour, his big big dick. Not the biggest in length but the girth....🤤. After 20 minutes I told him to stop again. He was totally covered in sweat. He said no and after 30 seconde he took his condom off and said ‘turn around and swallow my load’. I was too late changing positions as he came all over my face. After this he said ‘that was a Good start of the day, wasn’t it slut’ and started cleaning his sweaty chest and ass. He got clothed, said ‘bye’ and left. I had so many pain but also enjoyed it. But it was so rough for a first time. I almost never bottomed and got this as a first experience. As soon as he was out I checked my grindr and I already had another message on grindr: ‘I know where you live now, whe are 4 kms apart in distance. As soon as I have some spare minutes and have my wife out of sight I Will message you. Always wait for me in this way. Face down ass up. You are a dirty whore but you are MY hore now’. It was a strange experience....we are now 1 day later and I haven’t stopped checking my grindr..............

I was wondering if my sperm would be alive for a long time inside the ass of the man who carries them inside absorbing, and they are. They stay alive for about 8 hours.

I love swallowing a younger dudes loads. My husband is 25 our bfs are from 22-32. So I get plenty