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Not much in this first chapter. First time writing anything like this. Feedback greatly welcomed. Sami, 17, 5’8, 62kg, Egyptian Mark, 34, 6’3, 98kg, American I was out with my three older cousins, the first time my parents had let me outside without them. I was their only child and they really babied me. Never letting me out of their sight. I was damn near eighteen. When my cousins had begged my parents to let me go out and play football with them. And with me pleading my case they finally let me go. See, I have a gift. Some say it’s magic. But I can do anything perfectly. And my cousins needed my feet to win a football championship. The only thing I had to do was call in every hour to make sure I was okay. To get to the stadium we had to walk through the markets. The bazaar. And it being high noon in Egypt. The hottest time in the day. We were already sweating. And I was trying to keep up with my cousins when my phone alarm rang. I had to call my parents. As I dialled in the number on my phone. From the corner of my eye I could see something out of place. A white man with a newly placed stall. On it it read ~come learn about medicine. Guess correctly which medicine is which and we’ll give you a full scholarship to our one if a kind university in America~ I was intrigued. At both the opportunity and also the man. He looked different to all the men I’ve seen. Which were not a lot- being sheltered an all. He had a chizzled jaw coated in a matte brown beard. A pronounced Adam’s apple the bulged out of his throat. A bead of sweat gathering at the edge as it dropped I followed it with my eyes. First it passed his muscular chest, his nipples protruded like they must have been deformed, it passed his stomach, the abs showing up defined under his navy blue T-shirt, looked like it was sculpted on him. Leaving sweat stains in the shape of his abs. Until that bead of sweat landed on his other bulge. The one in his pants. My god it was massive. His bulge twitched as if it felt that bead land on it, until I looked up and he was staring at me. I was broken out of this trance by the voice from my phone. Oh shit it was my mum. I’d forgotten I had pressed dial. “Sami, Sami. Answer me now. Or I am coming to get you. Sami.” My mother yelled down the phone. I checked the time and it read 1:46. I was on the phone for nearly 2 minutes. So that means I was checking out that man for that long also. I was embarrassed. “Hi mum. I’m alright. We are just reaching the stadium now.” I have no idea why I lied to her. I never lied to her before. “Alright, phew!” My mum sighed “hope you are safe. Remember to call me every hour.” But before she could hang up I quickly got her attention. “Mum, you know you always said you wanted me to become a doctor.” I said to jog her memory “Yes.” She replied “you will be a doctor.” She said almost too aggressively to which I rolled my eyes. “What if I studied in America?” I said not knowing why. “That’d be great. But you know we can’t afford it. Sorry Sami.” She said meekly. “Ok, by the way mum, the stadium said we have to give in our phones so nothing can be recorded. I don’t think I can call you for the next three hours.” I lied again. Boy was I on a roll. “Ok, stick with your cousins. They’ll keep you safe.” I hung up as I made my way to that white mans stall… My cousins stopped to see where I was going and they called out to me. “Sami, where are you going?” They’d asked as they ran up to me. “I want to try this game to become a doctor.” I replied. They took a look at the stall, their faces turning ugly as they saw the man. “Don’t trust him. He’s not one of us.” They’d said. But I was having none of it. I wanted to become a doctor. Or did I want something else? Once they’d figured they can’t stop me they offered to take the test first to see if it was safe. In turns they’d go up. The man would close the curtain and make them pick. A minute after he would open the curtains and he would announce to everyone that they had failed. He’d go in and replace what was on the table then usher in the next teen. At this point all of my cousins has gone. Every time he came out he’d look at me and smile. It was my turn. From my cousins they were giving me tips. “You have to guess which powder is the medicine. Paracetamol crushed up finely. On the table there is also cinnamon powder, black pepper powder, salt and flour, how did we all fail?” My cousins complained. As I started walking in the direction of the stall, my gaze latched onto the man’s bulge. Getting closer and closer. Until I was at the foot of the three steps to get into his shop. He leaned forward. To where his bulge was nearly touching my face. I inhaled, and I could smell it. I licked my lips which he noticed. And his smile grew wider. “One second. I need to set up.” He’d said as he turned around. His ass looked amazing in those jeans. And I could swear I could see a hole where his hole must have been. He seemed to be sweating from there also. As he unlocked the door, he bent over slightly and I could see a new bead of sweat white in colour drop from that hole in his jeans. From the window in the door I could see him change the plates on the table. He changed all the coloured powders and replaced them all with white powders. Some white crystals. He then came back out and addressed the crowd. “Come in young one. Do you guys think he has the gift of medicine.” He shouted in his bazaar like voice. As I watched as his bulge danced in his pants. Like the others, I went in, he closed the curtains and he put a timer on. For 1 minute. To which he paused at 59 seconds. “What’s your name?” He said “Sami. You?” I replied “I’m Mark. Sniff a powder. If it is the right one, then you can have my gift. And become a doctor in America.” The powders all looked the same to me. I was thinking which to sniff. Paused for a second. “Do you want my gift?” He questioned me as he walked around the table. And I swear I could see that the fly of his jeans were undone. The pubes he had were thick. And at the end of it was a peachy monster. That went further into his jeans. My eyes must be playing tricks on me. I looked back at the plates. The powders and fine crystals. I needed to pick one to sniff. He then grabbed two of the plates and emptied the contents onto the other plate. He then grabbed that plate and emptied it onto the last plate closest to me. “Here! This’ll make it easier for you to choose.” I was confused. But found what he was saying true. It was easier to pick. The only one there. But a mix of everything there. Should I trust him. Go against my cousins advice. I was hesitant. When he started dividing the mound into two. A small line and a big line. He snorted the smaller line. Stepped back and whooped at the air. “See it is safe. Go ahead.” He said as he dropped back onto the couch behind him. As he grabbed at his bulge stroking it through his jeans as he looked at me lustfully. Fuck it I thought. He’s taken it so it must be safe. And I really wanted to go to America to become a doctor. So I inhaled it. Sniffed it all, all in one go. He clapped his hands as he stood up and walked towards me. I went to grab at his bulge. To which he grabbed my hand and shook his finger no. He told me to sit on the couch and wait. This time he never opened the curtain. He done up his fly, buttoned his button and looked himself in the mirror and then opened the door. “And we have a winner.” He anointed to the crowd. “He’ll no go on to the next test to see how much of a scholarship he can get.” He tried to close the door when my cousins came running up. “We always knew he had a gift. But we need to play football.” They whined. “How long is the next test going to take.” They asked mark. “Two hours - three hours max. Depends on how good he performs.” He tried closing the door again. When my eldest cousin put his foot in the door. “Let me see him. I don’t trust you.” He growled at mark. Mark had opened the door, just a little so they couldn’t see me flying on the couch. “You can come in and see… but if you do then he fails as well… no outside help allowed.” He warned. My cousin was walking up the stairs to the door just about to see me when he was pulled back by my other cousin. “I’m not going to let you ruin this for Sami. You know how much he wants it. It’s a sign, the first time he’s allowed out and he passes the test. He has a gift man. Allow him to get his gift man.” He said to which my eldest cousin backed down. “Ok. But we are staying right here outside this door.” “Fine with me.” Mark said and casually closed and locked the door. When he turned around to look at me. He’d already gotten his fly down. He had on a jockstrap. He must of had it pulled down under his balls the last time I saw his pubes and cock. His jockstrap was raunchy and stained. So that’s what I smelt at the foot of the door last time. He looked his fingers into his jeans at the waist before stopping and looking at me. “Do you want my gift?” He asked one more time. I was confused. Did he have a gift like mine also. Could I combine his gift with mine. My mind was going a hundred miles a second when his jock strapped bulge hit my mouth and nose. I took a sniff. And a lick and it was out of this world. He stepped back and asked again. “Do you want…” But before he could finish his question I replied with enthusiasm. “Yes, I want your gift, I want to learn about your medicine. I want to become a doctor.” I said with my voice getting louder with each sentence. “Good boy, test 2 passed. Test 3 is in the back room. But first here suck on my cock and see how it tastes boy.” He said as he freed his monster cock from its filthy jockstrap jail. I took his salty member into my mouth. And cause of my gift (doing everything perfect) I was able to suck him good. Suctioning his big white cock into my Egyptian mouth. Which surprised mark greatly. He leaned forward and reached behind the couch sinking in deeper into my throat until his sweaty balls were on my chin. When he found the handle camouflaged into the back wall and opened the hidden door. He started backing out of my throat. And when his eyes could se my face. He moaned as my eyes were fixed on his in lust. “Come let’s go to the other room.” He climbed over me. His ass just a few inches above my face. When I heard him say “fuck it. Eat my filthy ripe ass” And he squatted and sat on my face. My tongue already outstretched impaled his asshole tasting where that bead of white sweat had come out from.

I was visiting a college town while away on business last weekend. I had a lull in my day so I hoped on Grindr not expecting much action to come a 39 year old bear’s way. Boy was I wrong! I connected with a black top who was celebrating his birthday at a friends with several other dtf bottoms. I stopped over in the afternoon at the friends house, which was in a very affluent suburban neighborhood. I had a fresh bottle of shitty poppers and a nice new metal cocking in my pocket and a weird nervous feeling in my stomach as I rang the doorbell. An older white guy answered the door looking out of sorts and I said I was there for Demarco. The man at the door replied “We have been waiting for you”. I was lead down the stairs to a nicely furnished basement where two king size mattresses were on the floor at the base of a sectional couch. What I saw rivaled any dark room at the numerous bathhouses I have visited. Five guys were all playing to various degrees with one another. When my greeter announced I was there all eyes turned to me. After a quick hello I stripped naked and got my cock ring in place and immediately I was bombarded with twelve hands caressing me all over. I had told Demarco on Grindr that I had about a half hour to spare and that I was vers. These guys wanted to take full advantage of that. Demarco kissed me and asked me if I wanted to taste his big cock, dropping to my knees to suck him I was stopped and told to sit on the sectional. Once seated Demarco stood on the couch and face fucked me while my nice sized thick cock was fought over by several mouths. This went on for ten minutes before I had a huge load shot in my throat. I swallowed and said who is next. The greeter mounted the couch and let me swallow his average sized cock until I got him to cum. I still hadn’t got off but had to go for work. So I asked if they’d be there later and they said they’d be there all weekend. They had a fuckfest planned and wanted to play as much as possible. In a show of good faith I left my poppers (which ai hadn’t touched somehow) and cock ring there to get later. Flash forward 7 hours. My workmates insisted on going out and we proceeded to get tipsy. When I finally got ready to call an Uber and make my way out of the bar I figured I would see what is going on at the Fuckfest. I messaged Demarco and almost immediately got a response urging me to come back. We conversed back and forth and I told him I wanted to be anon used by as many guys as possible. He said he might be able to make that happen. So I got an Uber ride to the same place as before and walked in and down the steps. If I was excited before this time I was disappointed. The room was empty except for Demarco. He said he had a surprise for me but I had to be ready for it first. He gave me a bottle of poppers that weren’t mine, and a sleep mask and told me he was going to get my hole bred and ready for the surprise. So I got down on all fours with the sleep mask on and hit the poppers hard because I knew Demarco’s cock was going to feel huge in my hole. I don’t know what brand of poppers he gave me, but they hit hard and had me gooning hard when I felt him push into me. Between the copious amounts of booze and poppers I entered a zone where all I wanted was cock. After a while, and time became irrelevant to me at this point, Demarco said he was going to cum. I felt a slick warmth fill my ass as he grunted his satisfaction. When he pulled out and let me clean up his cock he yelled “hole’s ready” and I heard people come down the stairs. I have no way of knowing how many, but I had cock after cock in my mouth and in my ass. I had someone sucking my cock as I was filled. I had my ass eaten after loads were shot and I eventually got worn out and had to lay on my back and put my legs up to be bred. It continued with me never seeing a single guy. I eventually was told it’s over and that I had a special treat when I took my mask off. With my ass wrecked and cum leaking out of me, I stood up and took off my mask to see a gorgeous hairy FTM boy waiting ass up for me to use. I skipped the extra hole and used the cum leaking out of my ass to lube up the hairy ass in front of me so I could impale him quicker. I used that fuck toy like I had been used and eventually I decided to shove my cock directly into the extra hole to cum. It felt so good to know I was totally sexually gratified as I filled this man pussy up with my seed. When I finished I thanked Demarco, who stood and watched stroking his cock, got dressed and ordered a ride home. I sucked Demarco’s cock on the front porch as I waited for the notification that my driver was approaching. I eventually made it back to my hotel at 4:45 in the morning. What a night!

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.

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.

I managed to get off work early and called in at the sauna on the edge of town. It's a bit run down and has seen better days, which means it's frequented mostly by older, sleazy guys which is just how I like it. I parked across the street and went into the anonymous, peeling front door. The bored desk clerk took my money and said "Naked day today,'kay? If you need a towel later for a shower, come and ask." I'd forgotten it was naked day. That was good as the guys were pretty uninhibited. I went into the locker area and stripped. The viagra I'd taken was kicking in, and I felt my cock stiffening nicely as I stood naked as I shut the locker. Downstairs was the hot tub, steam room and showers, but I headed straight up to the play area. There were a few denizens lurking in the dim corridors as I did the rounds, but no action I could see. Off to one side was a small room with a stained leather couch and a TV. I peered round the doorway and saw a chubby, middle-aged guy watching porn. His cock was erect but quite small beneath his flabby belly. I went and sat beside him, playing with my cock and rubbing the prince Albert in the end. He ignored me, but after a while he reached and began to squeeze my cock as he watched the TV. I shoved my hand under his thigh and he shifted his bulk so I could finger his arsehole. It was hot and slippery with lube. I flicked a finger inside his arse but he just took it without reacting. I was thinking maybe he wasn't interested in playing when he got off the couch, turned and knelt on the cushions. He rested his head on his arms and raised his arse in the air. I stood and got behind him. There was a deep cleft between his buttocks and the dark crease was smeared with lube. Since there were no condoms around., I slid into him bare. His arse was slack and soft and I went in easily until my belly was against his cheeks. I started to thrust and enjoy the feel of his warm rectum when I noticed a couple of other guys watching from the doorway, one older and the other maybe in his forties.. I leaned back so they could see my bare cock in his arse and they both grinned at me and began rubbing their cocks. The older one raised an eyebrow and made a + sign with his fingers. I nodded in return and he elbowed the other guy and whispered something in his ear. The other guy's eyes widened in surprise, but he stayed to watch even though he must have been told I was poz. I was getting close, but then the guy suddenly stood up, pulled himself off my dick and wandered out without a word. The guy who'd made the poz sign scurried over, knelt on the couch and offered me his arse which was saggy and flaccid, but the brown hole in the middle was warm and wet as I slid into him. He sighed happily as I began to fuck him and the other guy came hesitantly over and sat next to us on the couch. The guy I was fucking leaned his head sideways and offered his mouth in a kiss. After a moment, the youger man kissed him, gently at first then harder and his cock was stiff as a poker.....

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

Generally true. I lived in DC most of my adult live. I had an ex who was a member of the LCR and was invited to a couple of LCR social events (mostly because the Dean Emeritus of the LCR group in DC suggested to my ex that I be invited). In DC most of members of the local LCR group are self-hating because they are Catholic or ex-Catholic men who are also traditionally religious (so not necessarily deeply religious, although they can be, but especially adhere to old Catholic theology for the most part). Then at some point most of them fell in love with libertarianism vis a vis Ayn Rand, although their libertarianism isn't very social libertarian with respect to themselves (so while they appear to be sexually liberated, they are mentally chained to "sin" for the most part). They can handle conservative economics and conservative society but because of their religious orientation they tend to not accept themselves as sexual individuals. They also are incapable to criticizing the R party at almost any time for almost any reason (LCR's who criticize the R Party have historically been ousted). At one gathering an openly Gay member of the CATO Institute gently pointed out some of these shortcomings.

“How’s it going?” Nick called up the drive. Luke looked up startled from the journal. He grinned. “There are just so many people here, truly I don’t know what to do!” Nick laughed. The sun had started to go down, and long shadows scraped across the driveway. “You ready to shut this thing down?” “You have no idea.” Luke dropped the journal back into his bag and stood up. His shorts were straining to contain his erection. Nick laughed again. “Good thing no actual customers came by. You’d have scared them off with that thing.” “Who says no one came by?” Nick closed the distance between them and grabbed Luke ass. “You got a hole full of cum for me to enjoy?” “Sadly no. But I did swallow a nice big load from this jock down the street.” Nick shook his head slightly incredulously. “Technically he wasn’t a customer, I found him on Grindr and then blew him behind the garage.” “Slut.” “Thank you.” They both smiled. The sexual tension defused for a moment in their comfortable jocularity. “Let’s get this lot in the garage. I’m ready to go. I’m starving.” Between the two of them they hauled the tables scattered with unwanted garage sale wares back into the garage. They turned off the lights, and pulled down the door. Nick stood for a long moment looking at the garage and the house. With the garage sale done the house was one step closer to being sold. It had never occurred to him that he would feel anything when the time came. He’d been so separate from the family for so long that when he’d come here for the summer it had just felt like a business trip, something that had to be done. Now, however, seeing the house with all the lights off, cold and empty, he felt the weight of all the years he’d missed slowly settling on him. He didn’t really notice as Luke slipped his hand inside his and intertwined their fingers. The younger man didn’t say anything as he watched Nick take it in. He just stood there, his body pressed close to Nick’s, and waited. Very slowly Nick took in a long breath, feeling the air come in little fits, as he pushed the tears back down inside himself. His life was different now. When he’d last left this house he had been leaving his biological family behind, frightened that he would never make a new one. Now, he had a family; he had Brett and all their friends, he had his brother back, and he had Luke whatever it was that they had become. “You alright?” Luke said quietly. “Yeah. Yeah, I’m fine. I just… It sucks. I lost so much time with them. The world is so different now. People are so different. I never imagined that your dad would be so fine with me being gay, would welcome me back. I certainly couldn’t have seen him being excited to hear about my life, and Brett. I wish I’d gotten some of that with my dad. You’re just… you’re really lucky. The world is a little bit better place now. I know you’re bummed you missed the sexual freedom, but there was so much hate back then. Hate that we put on ourselves. Fear of being found out… even once you were out. I don’t know. I guess I pushed away all those thoughts about what I had lost in giving up this family for a long time, and now, looking at the house totally empty… I feel it.” Luke gave Nick’s hand a little squeeze. “It doesn’t have to be that now though. You can’t get back that time, but now you have the opportunity for new memories.” “I know.” “So, there’s some silver lining I guess.” “Yes, there is,” Nick took a deep steadying breath, “And I got your sweet hole out of it too.” Luke laughed, “I’m just a hole to you I knew it.” “Oh, shut up.” Nick gave Luke a playful shove and then pulled him into a tight hug. “Come on. Lets go get some dinner and have a beer.” “I need to shower first, I feel so sweaty.” “But you smell fucking amazing.” “Well then why don’t we go have a little fun, and then go have dinner.” “Sounds like a plan.” Three hours later they were back in the hotel room having fucked quickly when they got back and then gone out for dinner with Nick’s load simmering in Luke’s well fucked hole. Luke was laying sprawled on the bed in only a jock. He’d finally had a shower and his hair fell in wet strands on his forehead, his chest hair still slightly matted down with moisture. He had one leg propped up and was scrolling on his phone. Nick was bare chested, wearing a pair of running shorts so short that when he shifted the head of his cock peaked out from the leg. He sat at the small table in the room bent over a new note book writing in the same clear hand he’d filled the journal with all those years ago. His thoughts came quickly, with less narrative than they had in that first journal. He wrote about his dad, and the pain of leaving his family. He wrote about the joy of building his own family, his love for Brett. He wrote about the confusion of sleeping with his nephew, and the lust that had overtaken then. Slowly his thoughts turned to the future wondering what would happen with him and Luke. Would there still be something when the spell of the summer was broken? When he was back in San Francisco with Brett and Luke was back at school what would that mean for them? Would this become a thing that happened at thanksgiving? Was there more? Was his nephew a new important part of his life? How would Brett feel about him. The words tumbled onto the page with an easy he had not felt in a long time. Maybe Luke was right, and he should turn all of this into a book. God, what a shocking book that would be. The decades long story of one man’s whoring that culminates in fucking his own brother’s kid. Maybe that part was too much. They were both lost in their own activates when there was a knock on the door. Nick looked at Luke who just shrugged and shook his head. They paused for a moment. Luke grabbed his shorts from the floor and shimmied them on, and Nick grabbed a shirt. Nick walked over to the door, and peered through the peep hole. He wasn’t sure who he was expecting on the other side but it certainly wasn’t who he saw. His heart rate went from a panicked pounding as he imagined Nick’s father waiting in the hall, to a joyful patter at the sight of the grinning face of his husband. Nick flung the door open and kissed Brett hard on the mouth without saying a word. Luke stood frozen, he’d moved just out of sight of the door in case he needed to duck for cover in the bathroom if the visitor had been someone who shouldn’t see him here. He held his breath, until he heard the happy little sound Nick made followed by what he thought was kissing. He peered around the corner. Nick had his arms wrapped around a tall hulking man with short cropped blonde and gray hair, their mouths pressed tight together. After a moment they broke apart and Luke’s heart skipped a beat. It was Brett. He’d seen enough photos to recognize him instantly. If it was possible he was hotter in person. Luke’s cock throbbed in his jock and his hole twitched. “Luke come here,” Nick said, ushering Brett into the room and closing the door behind him, “This is Brett.” Luke walked over to Brett, his heart pounding, and held out his hand. Brett laughed, and grabbed Luke pulling him into a big warm hug. Luke melted into Brett’s big arms, feeling the weight of their muscle press into him. They hugged for a few moments longer than would have been normal for meeting your Uncle’s partner, and then stepped back. Brett held Luke loosely still, not quite letting the boy go. Finally, they broke apart. Luke was bright red, and completely hard. Brett had a big smile on his face, and a growing bulge of his own pressing forward. “What the hell are you doing here?” Nick asked. “Well I knew it would be hard finally selling your dad’s place, and…” a long pause, and a mischievous glance at Luke, “after all the videos you sent of you breeding this boy I couldn’t pass up the opportunity.” “I love you,” Nick said kissing Brett again. “I love you too.” They hugged tightly. Luke felt something like envy without the negativity. His heart swelled seeing their love, it was palpable in how they touched, even in how they looked at each other. He wanted to feel that. Lust was good; but that love, that real life long connection that had grown through years of triumphs and pains was perfect. He just stood smiling as his uncles embraced, and then kissed again. A big hand stretched out to Luke, and Brett pulled him into their arms. The two older men held him tightly. He felt their warm bodies against his. Then hands started to drift. Brett’s hand slid slowly from Luke’s back to his pert ass. He grabbed at the meat here. Luke let out a little groan and turned his face to Nick, silently asking permission. He gave Luke a little nod, and then watched as Luke grabbed the back of Brett’s head and pulled him into a hungry kiss. Nick stepped away, letting the two of them have their moment. He loved watching Brett fuck other guys, especially ones like Luke. Brett’s big hands moved all over Luke’s naked torso, but always returned to his round cheeks. After a few moments of making out he slid one hand easily under the waistband of the shorts. Nick watched Brett’s fingers slide down Luke’s crack and find his hole. The boy gave a whimper and leaned more into Brett’s big chest. “Your hole feels slick Luke. Did you already get bred today?” “Yes,” Luke sounded breathless, Nick guessed Brett was pressing one of his thick fingers into Luke’s hole. “Did my husband fill you up good?” “Yes!” “Do you like taking your uncle’s cock?” “God yes!” “Do you like taking his loads?” “More than anything!” “Do you want to take mine.” “Yes… please fuck me.” “All in due time.” Brett pulled away from Luke, taking his hand out of Luke’s shorts. He stepped back and pulled his shirt off over his head. Luke stared hungrily at Brett’s broad chest, his thick blonde and gray hair that swirled over his pecs and stomach. Brett kicked his shoes off and tossed his socks aside. Luke stood still as a statue as Brett undid his belt and the dropped his jeans too. The Adonis that monopolized his erotic memory for weeks now was here in front of him. Luke’s dream of experiencing what Nick had experienced that night during the blackout was about to come true. The cock that had started Nick’s sexual awakening was now hidden only by the thin fabric of a jockstraps. It strained and pressed against the fabric, the thickness of its head already apparent. Nick stepped up behind Luke. He rested one hand in the small of Luke’s back, and leaned into his ear. “Get on your knees boy. Show Brett what you can do.” Nick had never talked to Luke like that. They were horny and piggy but there was a dominant edge to his voice. It made Luke feel even more horny. It touched some other part of his erotic imagination. What else could these two men awaken in him Luke wondered. Before falling to his knees Luke dropped the basketball shorts he’s pulled on when Brett knocked. Now only in the old jock he wore most days now, he got on his knees in front of Brett and slid his hands up Brett’s thick hairy legs. Brett put one hand on the back of Luke’s head, holding him in place, and with the other pulled the pouch of his jock to the side. Brett’s cock was exactly as Luke had described in the journal; big and thick, with a long vein running along the top. His balls hung low below the shaft, and a forest of dense pubes surrounded the base. The head glistened with precum. “Open your mouth,” Brett said. Luke obeyed and tilted his head back, looking up at Brett. Without warning Brett spat into Luke’s mouth. Luke blinked, a little surprised, swallowed, and then opened his mouth for more. Brett slapped his cock head on Luke’s tongue, a thin line of spit clung to the tip as he pulled away. Then he pressed forward, pushing his head into Luke’s mouth. Luke almost immediately closed his lips around the invading member. His tongue ran over the head, he tasted precum and something else. It took him a moment to place it. “You taste the twink I bread at the airport don’t you?” “You bread a twink at the airport?” Nick said in a teasing voice, “Typical.” “Like you haven’t been here seeding this boy’s hole every day for weeks?” “Touché.” The whole time they had been bantering Luke had been hungrily slurping on Brett’s cock head, trying to draw more of the thick shaft into his mouth. “Plus, I think he likes tasting that twink’s ass on my cock. Don’t you Luke.” Luke nodded, not letting Brett’s dick out of his mouth. “Do you like knowing you’re not the first boy I’ve used today?” More nodding. “Good boy.” Brett dominance was turning Luke and Nick on. Nick stripped naked, and started to stroke his own cock. There were some boy’s that just brought this out in Brett and it always turned Nick on to see it. Brett put his hands on either side of Luke’s head and held him still. Slowly he rocked his hips forward pushing his cock further and further into Luke’s mouth. Luke squirmed as his nose was shoved into Brett pubes, and he chocked a little. When Brett pulled out, Luke was red and spluttering, but a big wet spot was forming in the pouch of his jock. Brett did it again, this time Luke was more prepared and deep throated Brett for a moment before gasping again. Over and over Brett worked his cock to the root in Luke’s throat, till Luke’s chin was covered in thick trails of spit and tears streamed from his eyes. Luke had only been used like this once before by a daddy at college. He hadn’t loved it then, but now with Brett he was loving every second of it. “Get on the bed, on your hands and knees,” Brett instructed, releasing Luke’s head. Luke jumped onto the bed. “Turn around, show me that ass.” Luke spun, and shook his furry cheeks at Brett. Brett gave a nod to Nick who got on the bed in front of Luke, his cock sticking straight forwards. “Get Nick’s cock down your throat boy, show him how much you’ve appreciated all the loads he’s given you.” Fuck, Luke thought, he’d never liked taking orders from someone before, but with Brett it was such a turn on. There was something about Brett’s confidence that just made him want to do what he said. Luke opened his mouth and greedily gobbled down Luke’s cock. It slid easily down his throat, at this point his body was used to Nick’s member and accommodated its length and girth with ease. He gasped when he felt a wet tongue slip across his hole, and jumped forward a little pushing Nick deeper down his throat. Brett pushed his tongue deeper between Luke’s cheeks. He swirled the hair that grew around the boy’s hole, getting his whole crack slick with spit. It didn’t take much pressure to open Luke’s pucker. One little push and Brett’s tongue was welcomed into the warm depths. He tasted the unmistakable salty tang of cum. Nick must have given him a big load, some of the delicious liquid was still present just inside Luke’s ring. Luke was quickly devolving into a whimpering mess. Nick was slowly fucking his face, and Brett’s tongue was ravishing his hole. He felt his arms start to shake, the pleasure these two men were giving him was almost too great. He felt overwhelmed and hot. Sweat was springing up on his back, and he felt a bead run from his pit down his arm. Brett lapped a big wad of cum out of Luke ass, and holding it in his mouth lent over the boy’s back to kiss his husband. Nick swallowed his own load down and forced his dick deeper into Luke’s mouth. Luke for his part was trapped between the two older men. His mouth was stuffed so full of Nick’s cock he could only breath through his nose, and Brett had his body pressed forward against Nick so there was nowhere for him to go. He felt the absolutely unmistakable pressure of a dick head being pressed into his pucker. Luke tilted his hip up, willing his hole to open up. Brett pushed forward, the big blunt head of his cock, still shining with Luke’s spit, pushed against the boy’s hole. It was a beautiful sight. With all the fucking Luke had been taking recently his hole was pink, and a puffy. It wasn’t the tight little hole of your typical college boy, it was experienced and accommodating. Brett rocked his hips forward and Luke’s lips parted easily. He slid inside the boy’s hole and sighed. The velvety wall of Luke’s guts gripped his cock just tight enough to send a wave of pleasure up Brett’s body. It took a lot of restraint to not slam the rest of his length inside Luke right then. He held Luke’s slim hips and pulled him back onto his pulsating member. Luke groaned around Nick’s cock. His eyes were closed, his face a picture of bliss. This was everything he had imagined it would be; possibly better. He had imagined that being fucked by Brett would be hot, but he hadn’t imagined Brett would be so dominant and take him like this. An image floated through Luke’s mind of him doing this all the time, of being Brett and Nick’s play thing to use whenever they wanted. It made his cock throb. Brett pushed slowly forward and he pulled Luke back, and little by little his cock disappeared into Luke’s warm wet hole. “Fuck, Nicky, no wonder you’ve been fucking him so often,” Brett said in a drawn-out sigh, “His hole is fucking amazing.” “I know, right!” “Hot fucking slutty college boy hole…” “Remember when that was us.” They were talking about him as if he wasn’t there, and Luke loved it. He was their toy right now, an object for their lust. In that moment he wanted nothing more than to make these two men feel good. He slurped harder on Nick’s cock and a moment later slammed his ass back onto the rest of Brett’s cock. Brett gasped, shocked at Luke’s sudden movement, but then growled in appreciation. “Is that you telling me you’re ready to get fucked boy?” Luke nodded while still sucking on Nick’s cock. “Just like your uncle, once you’ve got a cock in your ass you're just desperate to get pounded.” Brett held tight to Luke’s hips and pulled out almost the full length of his cock. He paused there, making sure Luke would be unprepared before he slammed back in. The force of Brett’s cock ramming back inside him forced a yep out of Luke’s mouth, the sound muffled by Nick’s cock. Brett did it again, and again, hammering his cock brutally and deep into Luke’s perfect hole. He watched the hair around the boy’s ring cling to the side of his cock and he pulled out. “He’s slutty like his uncle too,” Nick said, “I came back the other day and he was getting bred by the bartender for the gay bar next door.” “Good boy. You like being full of men’s cum don’t you.” More furious nodding from Luke. “I’m going to fill you up, we’ve got two days before Nick and I go back to San Francisco… you’re gonna be leaking cum by the time we leave.” Luke said something that sounded like, “Please breed me,” around Nick’s cock and pressed his ass back on Brett’s crotch. Brett growled and leaned forward. With his cock buried inside the cute college boy’s ass, he kissed Nick again. They held onto each other, their mouths firmly locked together, as Brett rutted in and out of Luke. All three of them were sweating profusely now, the room stunk of man, and sex. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh reverberated around them, and they were all moaning. Brett was merciless. After hearing about Luke’s amazing hole all this time he was determined to show the boy what he could do. He bucked in and out, changing up his rhythm to keep Luke on his toes. Luke was panting, he’d given up trying to properly suck Nick’s cock and was letting Nick just fuck his open mouth slowly. He was too lost in the pleasure of Brett’s cock to do much else. Had Nick’s dick not been forced down his throat his mouth would have been hanging open, his face slack, and his eyes rolled back. There was nothing he could do but open his hole and let this man use him. Cock Lust Nick had called it in the journal. That was exactly what Luke felt now. He felt drunk on cock. His whole mind was given over to the pleasure of being fucked. It felt so good that it was completely overwhelming. He wasn’t even thinking about his own dick right now, though it was hard as a rock and his jock was completely soaked through with precum. “Oh fuck babe,” Nick said through clenched teeth. “You ready to cum?” “Yeah!” “Do it, feed him your load. I’m about to breed this perfect ass.” Luke grunted out his approval. Nick grabbed both sides of Luke’s head and held his pulsing cock just inside Luke’s mouth. After a couple powerful thrusts Nick’s cock gave a massive throb and thick cum flooded Luke’s mouth. He swallowed as fast as he could but some still escaped his mouth and dribbled down his chin. Nick held his cock there till his orgasm had subsided and his cock softened a little. When he pulled his dick out of Luke’s mouth he appreciated what a hot slutty mess Luke had become in the last hour. His hair was matted down to his forehead, he was covered in sweat and now cum was dripping down his chin. More than that, he had a look of absolute fucked out bliss on his face. Luke licked his hips and smiled at Nick. “Thank you,” he mouthed, and Brett continued to fuck him. “Get ready boy. Here it comes,” Brett was panting now. Trickles of sweat sparkled in his chest hair. He reared his head back and arched his body forward. With his hands still on Luke’s hips he held him in places as he bucked forward. Luke felt Brett’s big balls slap against his taint as his cock started to pulse. Thick ropes of cum pumped out of Brett’s swollen dick into Luke’s abused guts. That was it for Luke too, his cock spasmed and he filled his jock with his own load. He was shaking, and his breath was ragged when Brett slowly pulled his dick out and slapped it on his hole a few times. “Fucking beautiful,” Brett said admiring Luke’s winking cum filled hole. “Fucking perfect.” Luke collapsed forward into Nick’s arms, and Brett lay down behind him, all three of them were spent.

Tonight at Hawks in Las Vegas: I was first to get there before the rush. I got the sling room. It's nice but I rarely get that much action from it. So I head to the darkroom after wandering around. It's empty so I climb in the sling and put on my blindfold. Soon, a guy feels my lubed hole and slides it. Not long: JACKPOT! Load #1. I climb out and head back to my room and put the sling away and lay down. In under 5 minutes, the next guy is climbing on to pound in another load. Load #2. My poor bung is getting sore, but a regular stud comes by for some action! I can't say no, and soon his big cock is stretching me wide and deep! We fucked for like 30 mins, several positions then he grips me tight as he fills me deep with a HUGE load! My hole is wrecked, but i slide my fat vibrator in my hole and jack out my load, licking my hand clean. I got dressed and left. Fun time! Can't wait to go back next week!

Poz freindly ,neg on prep but considering stopping prep ....

I think you're asking a very complex question in a way that may be a bit oversimplified, especially when phrased as an "A or B" choice. Gay rights are human rights, as the phrase goes. And as such, they're universal. By "universal" I mean that we believe that every human being should be free from persecution or discrimination on the basis of sexual orientation; it's not merely a political choice that the U.S. seems (largely) to be making, but instead a recognition of a fundamental truth. They aren't *recognized* universally, of course; plenty of nations criminalize, some even with the death penalty, gay sexual activity. But the key, I think, is that in countries where we're free to express our opinion on the topic, we tend to think this a human right that ought to be recognized by every governmental body. It's true that the U.S. (or parts of it), for all its other faults, has actually been fairly close to the forefront of the gay rights recognition movement. But it's also true that it gets a lot of attention here partly because we have a free press and freedom of assembly, which can report on gay rights demonstrations and quote participants without fear that the news outlet will be seized and shut down, or that the interviewees will be arrested and charged with a crime. It may well be, for instance, that an equal percentage of people in the United States and North Korea are gay. But in only one of those nations are people free to publicly acknowledge it. And in only one of those nations are people free to express how they actually feel about the rights of those people. That doesn't mean that the sentiments aren't universal, only that we can't see what the average person in many places thinks. And it's true that culturally (as opposed to legally), the U.S. is more accepting in general of gay people than, say, Indonesia or Pakistan or even some "western" countries like Hungary. But that, too, may be a product of the freedom issue. Sixty years ago, because it wasn't discussed, most people had a very negative view of gays and gay rights; but as more and more people came out, as more and more media coverage showed us to be not that different, attitudes began to change. And that encouraged more people to come out, which begat more families of those people changing their opinions, and so forth. That shift has been dramatic in the United States. For instance, 1996 was the first year in which Gallup asked Americans if they approved of same-sex marriage. Just 27% did, that year. By 2021 - 25 years later - that percentage was at 70%. Mind you, that was only six years after the Supreme Court struck down the nation's remaining laws against same-sex marriage. As a contrast, in 1958 Gallup first asked about approval of interracial marriage. Only 4% approved then. Just 20% approved a year after the Supreme Court struck down such bans. We didn't reach a point where a majority approved of interracial marriages until 1996, and we didn't hit 70% until 2002 - 35 years after the Court's action (again, compared with hitting the same point 6 years after the gay marriage decision). And a big reason that public opinion shifted so quickly is that press freedom and freedom of assembly made it possible for people to see gays as we are, not as some demonized tiny minority to be feared. You just aren't as likely to see that kind of shift, certainly not that fast, in places that lack those basic freedoms.

Like @Webster9 I’ve been gangbanged in a bathhouse sling. The number of times I’ve been gangbanged is up for debate. I agree with @NWUSHorny and @FelchingPisser, a gangbang implies more than a lot of dicks. It’s the many versus one. A group of guys teaming up to throughly use a hole. A consistent line of guys is a train. A few guys fuckin back and forth is a tag team. A group of dudes tagging in and out churning nut in the hole and using the BTM for the group enjoyment is a gangbang. I’ve only been the BTM for this type of gangbang twice in the bathhouse sling. Once it was with a guy who wanted to whore me out for the night. He got a couple guys to join in and then other dudes came and went. The other time I ran into a couple of my regular fuckbuds at the bathhouse and they were tag teaming me for a bit. Other guys showed up and it was a solid gangbang for about an hr.

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!

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.

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 …….

While watching porn, pull out and cum in a gaping cunthole, then push all that tasty cum back into the hole...deep!! When getting my cunthole fucked...the deeper the better. If he's long enough, cum past my 2nd ring, so i know that his seed will be staying inside me!!

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 ………

[This is my adaptation of a hot story I read here] Seduced into Poz I decided to write a story for my magazine about bug chasing – gay men who deliberately choose to get infected with HIV. Even though I thought of myself as a straight male and I was married to a beautiful woman, I found this subject fascinating. For some reason, I decided not to tell my wife about the project. When she went out of town on business, I started to interview gay men online to learn about why they wanted to get pozzed. I have to admit I found myself getting aroused by their stories, and I even watched porn clips and films about it. Then I connected online with a guy who said he pozzed other men for money – a “poztitute”. I was intrigued and asked him if we could meet so he could tell me his story. The next night I went to the gay bar he recommended and waited for him. It was my first time in one, and I was nervous. In walked the most beautiful man I had ever seen. He was incredibly handsome. His tight jeans and t-shirt showed off his rippling muscles. I was surprised when he walked right up to me and said, “You must be Andy. I’m Eric.” He shook my hand and held it for what seemed like a long time. We started to talk. Eric told me about his sex work and why he enjoyed it – liberating men from their fears and letting them enjoy man sex in all its fullness. He went on to share erotic tales of his experiences that set my heart pounding and caused me to get an erection. I don’t know why I was so turned on. I realized he was coming on to me, and I found that exciting. As Eric continued, his stories took on a somewhat dark hue, as he stated he could infect anyone, anytime through a combination of technique and what he called his “massive viral load”. As he talked, he drummed his fingertips on the bar. I immediately noted that he had filed them down to sharp points. He told me they “helped prime a bottom’s plumbing,” which meant nothing to me at the time. Then he rested his hand on mine and left it there, stroking mine gently, sexually. No man had ever done that before and I felt a strange excitement. He told me he was pozzing a guy the next night at his apartment, and he invited me to watch, saying he was sure I would learn a great deal for my article. He told me the guy would be willing and able to provide information on the whole experience. My cock was rock hard at the thought of watching Eric have sex, and my sense of caution went out the window. It probably didn’t hurt that Eric’s hand brushed my crotch and that he realized he had turned me on. When he stood up to leave, he was jostled by a guy climbing onto his bar stool so his crotch chanced to press against my thigh. I realized he was hard. I was strangely excited to know that he desired me, too. The next evening, at 8:00 P.M., heart pounding, I found myself ringing his doorbell. Eric answered the door buck naked. I was totally caught off guard by this and had a hard time regaining my composure. I was absolutely overwhelmed by his physical presence, his manly aroma. Although I struggled to keep my eyes off his cock, it was a losing battle. He had a thick bush, low hanging, veiny balls, a long, thick cock that never hung quite down but arched out from his body. Man, I thought, this is unfucking real. My cock started to throb in my jeans. Explaining he had just gotten out of the shower, he told me to make myself comfortable while he completed preparing for the “fuck-fest,” to use his words. He disappeared back into his bedroom. I sat down in front of the TV, which was showing a gay porn film in which a series of incredibly muscular guys had bareback sex and boasted about giving their bottoms their charged loads. I was surprised by how erotic I found this. Within a few minutes Eric came out in a short robe and sat next to me to watch the video. Out of the corner of my eye I saw his cock push out of his robe as it grew to 10 thick inches. I spent the next half hour with one eye on the TV and the other on Eric’s dick. What had I gotten myself into? I thought about making an excuse to leave but every time I started to speak I couldn’t. My mouth was too dry. Eric and I had a couple of drinks while we waited. Finally, he said that it looked like his friend wasn’t going to show. He said I could do a better story if I role-played a bug chaser. I said OK. He told me to undress, which I did. He saw my erection and smirked. “You’re a good actor, Andy.” I turned red but didn’t say anything. “I like my chaser to feel feminine, because he is going to welcome my seed into his cunt,” Eric said. He handed me a pretty women’s wristwatch and slipped a very feminine diamond engagement ring on my finger. It glistened in the light. I felt a chill go up my spine. Next Eric fastened a black leather dog collar around my neck. “And this symbolizes the chaser’s acceptance of his submission to my will.” I felt myself trembling. Finally, he gave me a studded black cock ring to wrap around by swollen dick and balls. I’m not that big – maybe 5 inches – but I felt huge. “Andy, you really need to let yourself feel what the chaser feels.” He told me to stand close to him; I obeyed. He placed his hands on my waist. I felt our cocks rub together and gasped at the sensation. I placed my hands on his powerful arms and noticed how dainty and feminine they looked with the watch and ring. Eric leaned forward and kissed me on my mouth. It was the first time I had kissed another man. I was surprised how natural it felt. He gazed into my eyes and smiled. “Now suck my cock,” he ordered, quietly but firmly. I started to say I was straight, but he put his hand on the back of my head. I can't say he forced my head down because I offered no resistance. A few seconds later I was sucking and licking his cock. I couldn't seem to stop myself. The smell, taste, texture and intimacy of the experience was wild beyond anything I had before experienced. “Put your mind in the chaser’s space,” Eric said. “You’re about to take my seed, my pozz juice. You will forever be joined to me. Look at the ring. Just like your wife felt when you gave her a ring like this. She knew yours would be the only cock she would let inside her. My chasers are bound to me the same way.” I looked at the ring out of the corner of my eye and felt the thrill of knowing Eric and I could be forever tied if I went through with it. I heard Eric moan as I pleasured him with my lips and my tongue and even my throat. After a few minutes he told me we were going in the bedroom. I just let him lead me in there, holding hands like two gay lovers. I lay naked, on my back, on his bed. Facing my crotch, he straddled my face. I eagerly continued my work on his magnificent cock and balls, and even found myself sliding my tongue in his ass crack. He was clearly enjoying the attention: drops of pre-cum oozed out of his cock head. I loved the taste of his pre-cum -- slick, salty, and sweet at the same time. He started touching me all over and then, leaning forward, began loading my asshole with lube, using hard, sharp, sometimes painful thrusts. I could feel myself being opened up. I knew what Eric intended. He said the best way for me to understand what a chaser felt was to let him slip his cock inside me. I resisted, but each time I said “No” it was with less conviction, and he knew it. His persistence and my rising lust won out. When he assured me he’d pull out if I asked him to, I acquiesced. I still declared I wasn’t going to let him shoot his load in me. He just kind of smiled as he positioned me on my hands and knees. He pushed some more lube inside my hole, and, generously lubing his cock, coaxed his way inside. It hurt like hell at first, a sharp burning and stinging sensation. But after a few minutes of superficial penetration, my ass opened up, and I guess my ass juices began flowing. Pain morphed into pleasure, and pleasure morphed into ecstasy as somewhere in there he began to hit my prostate. I found myself begging for more. The experience was like nothing I had ever experienced: I now understood why so many gay men love anal sex. Eric mostly kept up a nice slow pace while he slid his rod in and out of my hole, alternately teasing my asslips and torturing my prostate when he slid all the way in. He whispered in my ear, telling me how cute I was, how I was natural bottom, how wonderful my “boi-cunt” felt. I loved his words – they made me feel so desired. I tried to listen for any moans or changes in his breathing that would signal an approaching orgasm, but I didn’t hear (or maybe didn’t want to hear) any tell-tale signs. His hands were all over me, a few times reaching around to pinch my tits really hard when he sped-up his pounding, but then letting up as he slowed down. I didn't really want him to stop but was prepared to tell him “no mas” at the first sign he was going to cum in me. Encased by the leather ring, my balls and cock swelled deliciously. While all this was happening, my mind was racing. I felt that I was experiencing all the terror, emotions, and pleasure that someone taking his first positive load could conceivably experience. I tried to make mental notes of everything, but I must admit my brain was quite befuddled by the overwhelming impact of the turn of events, and, of course, Eric's cock sliding in and out of me. After a really long time (my pretty, feminine watch said forty-five minutes), Eric paused his thrusts and said he had some things to tell me. “I can stay hard and fuck for an hour or more. And I can cum and not make a sound.” Then he told me something I was really not ready to hear. “I already came twice inside you, Andy.” Before I could say anything or pull away, he grunted, “Here cums the third load!” Eric's strong hands moved to my shoulders and he pushed me face down into the mattress. His full weight was on top of me, pinning me to the bed. Then he rammed me hard a couple of times and moaned very loud. I felt his cock spasm and then felt the hot liquid fly into me. I guessed that having my nipples pinched had masked the first two loads. However, there was no mistaking what he had done this time. He pulled my face to the side and kissed me deeply. I opened my mouth and did not resist his tongue. Then I was overwhelmed with terror. How could he do this to me? Eric’s still-hard cock plugged my ass, keeping his cum in me. I asked him why he had pozzed me. He told me he knew I really wanted it, that no straight male would let himself be talked into sucking cock and then getting fucked. He told me he had cut me up inside with his fingernails, and there was no doubt his bugs were already in my blood. He told me he liked me and said I could stay the night so he could fuck me some more. I locked myself in the bathroom for a long time. I cried as I tried to force his cum out of me somehow, but very little dripped out, and what did was mixed with my blood. Then I sat for a while, processing what had happened. I looked again at the engagement ring and the pretty watch and realized I had never experienced anything close to what Eric and I had done. Finally, I looked in the mirror, and said aloud, “I’m a gay man. I’m a faggot. And now I can enjoy sex the way I was meant to.” When I came out of the bathroom, I saw that Eric had fallen asleep. I slipped into bed with him. He felt me and rolled me onto my back. Then he kissed me passionately and I eagerly responded. I felt his cock harden again. I pulled him on top of me and murmured, “I need you inside me.” He just smiled. I pulled my legs up and apart, and invited him to penetrate me as my wife had so often invited me. As he fucked me, I saw the light reflect off the diamond ring again and realized Eric and I would always be linked by the gift he had given me. My body was soon wracked by an orgasm that started in my toes and went on and on. Eric said I had just had my first “sissygasm”, which proved I was a true faggot. Soon he erupted inside me yet again. He would fuck me twice more during the night, cumming inside me each time. Early the next morning, we agreed we would march together in the upcoming gay pride parade. “Promise me you’ll wear the watch and ring in the parade while we hold hands,” He said. I kissed him passionately and said, “Of course!” I dressed and went home. Later I saw that my underwear was stained with his cum and my blood. When my wife got back to town, I told her that I was gay. What I subsequently learned was the fuck flu hit me about a month and a half after my night with Eric. My subsequent HIV blood test was positive. I never wrote the article, but soon became an AIDS activist. From time to time, Eric and I get together to make love, and I always wear the special jewelry he gave me.

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

[think before following links] https://newtumbl.com/x_mj1NxKtt0DTW Back in the cage boy! I would love to be tagged teamed like this!

Thanks for this, @SomewhereonNeptune. All those places that you mention sound vaguely familiar- I used to live in Hoboken and work in Secaucus- but it’s amazing how 30 years dull the memory. It would be fun to reacquaint myself with the area while trying to set up a cumdump session, something I wish I’d done back then in my early 20’s… it’s so true what they say, youth really is wasted on the young!

I have been megahorny lately and GF wasn't cutting it. Yesterday was great. Started out the day by pumping a big load of jizz into my regular bottom, can't even count how many loads i have put into his tight ass over the last year. He's reliable and tight. Then some shopping, and got a hit on Grindr as i was having lunch. This was a guy i had fucked once in the past, lived close to the mall where i was and wanted to give me a BJ. Sent to his place, he's a total sub so i faced fucked him until he drained my nuts, load #2. Got home and a couple hours later got a hit on sniffies by a married guy looking to suck cock before he went home. Told me he was a bear and an outdoor type. He came over and wow, softest mouth I have felt in some time. Didn't take me long to pump my jizz down his throat and he was on his way. I don't have many 3 load horny days like that...but yesterday was a great one.

Visiting Sydney for Mardi Gras and World Pride. Decided to take a hike along the coast ending up at Little Congwong Beach for a swim after a few hours walking. This is an unofficial nude beach so I stripped off and cooled off in the water. Afterwards, I headed along the rocks and around a headland to the gay cruising area in the bushes up a slope. I noticed a guy heading up there too. We got in the bushes and he signalled to go further out of sight up the slope. In a flash we were both naked. He was in his 50s, short, dark and quite fit with the look of a strong guy who works outside. He was covered with quite attractive tattoos including surrounding but not on his cock. Disappointingly he did not allow me to photograph his cock and tatts as a souvenir to jerk off to. His cock was rock hard and pretty thick so I quickly told him I had sachets of lube - I wanted to take that cock! I sucked his cock, it was salty so he’d probably been swimming too. He rimmed me a little then pushed his cock into my hole. After only about ten thrusts he came in me and spilled some onto my ass and back. He was apologetic but explained that he’d seen me go naked for a swim and was impressed, his words were ‘I have to get myself some of that’. Although I hadn’t noticed on the 10 minute walk around the rocks he said he had followed me and that watching me walk up the slope and get undressed had got him over-excited in anticipation. It’s nice to have that effect on guys sometimes.

Poz, no meds at the moment

I think there is so, so much wrong with this entire post that I could write a book detailing it, but I'll spare everyone that horror. Underlying the entire post is an outlook akin to misogyny - that the receptive partner (ie the bottom, which for heteros is the female role) is inferior to the insertive partner (aka the top, or the "real man"), and as such must defer to the insertive partner's desires/wants. Because of course the top is a "real" man. Bullshit. Bullshit. Bullshit. Insertive partners need to remember that if there weren't any receptive ones, they'd be fucking their hands to get off. Normally I'd go into great detail about consent and how it must be obtained - and can be withdrawn at any time - but that's already been at least briefly addressed. What the OP is describing is someone who wants the right to rape without consequence. Now - as the script for a "pretend" scene, willingly entered into by a bottom, sure - overall, I'm sure many (if not all) bottoms would be turned on by the idea of submitting this completely for sex to someone else's control. But it's a scene, not a way of life. Anyone who confuses those two probably isn't mature enough for actual sex.

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 love it when a guy cum deep in me.

Thanks PissGuzzlerLA, for that interesting response. I guess this is one of the aspects I enjoy most about BZ; guys have differing viewpoints, and we get to share them with our peers, read their responses, and there's everything to the better with that.

[think before following links] https://newtumbl.com/x_kUXLmwsPWk0E they used him good!

I’ve had two recent breedings with truckers. Fortunately for me they were the same day. One in his can, one in a sleazy motel. First guy, married, blond, hairy, 225#, 7 inches, met me naked in the sleeping cab of his truck. I got naked and face down in the bunk, he mounted me and ducked for over an hour. Got two loads out of him. Second met me at a Motel . He’s older, muscular, bearded, about 6 inches. We had a rough fuck session that ended with me taking load #3. Held all in most of the night.

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 messaged yesterday by a young guy on grinder He was very close and asked if he could come over 15 minutes later he was here Young Indian guy who just wanted to fuck. He fucked me on stomach on back doggie style he fucked me for 20 minutes till I heard him moan loudly Then he shot a huge load in me he gave me his cell number and I gave him mine he wanted to text me when he was horny so we could fuck. He never mentioned condoms all raw

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

Fortunately Megaplex in RI has shower rooms, I just kneel in the shower and everyone knows why I’m there

My diagnosis is AIDS not on meds been positive since

Which makes you an excellent candidate for PrEP. Anyone who is sexually active (but especially men who have sex with men) and who engages in bareback sex is a good candidate. I won't say "should" be on PrEP because I don't think "should" is particularly useful in most contexts like these, but if you're serious about wanting to remain negative under those circumstances, that's the best way to ensure it.

This is why it's more important to consider the availability of pigsex in the area, not just a few existing fuckjoints. Tubs open, tubs close. Bars open, bars close. It's what goes on in a given area that counts - not the venue. If, as in the case of Ft. L., there is a long-standing acceptance of the area as accommodating to men fucking each other, there will likely be places to do that into the future. In places that are repressive, and always have been, it's doubtful that a thunderbolt of enlightenment will suddenly fall from the heavens. There are a number of facets to consider, many of which are outlined above. If, however, one of you guys figures out where on Earth a potential Garden of Edenesque delights for rawmen happens to be, a lot of us will be there in short order. I still think we should get some island somewhere, and turn it into a distillation of every sexual perversion, every lovely depravity, all the things we love to do with each other - and make it ours !!!

Deep, Deep, Deep Inside 🐷

I rather have my partner shoot deep in my ass.

I have loved this story at the time I read it, and, let me come out... I have long fantasized of my own doctor to be like the characters of this. Especially when I took my current man there, who at that time had his ass still unfucked. He was afraid of AIDS, he had the tendence of considering HIV a death sentence, despite he has known me first neg, then poz. Yes, I've fantasized of my doctor asking me to stop meds for a while with an excuse then us both breeding my man. Well, beyond personal fantasies, I love these stories where a guy -or group of guys- invite another to join a special club where the virus is the bond for them all. Stories of this kind are turning me on both sexually and emotionally.

Thankfully most guys are always looking to dump inside me. I wrap my legs around the guys who try pulling out. Real men cum inside

I’ve been a chub chaser since I was at least 16. Didn’t really realise it at the time, took me till 20 to realise I had a preference, and was spending more time on BiggerCity and GROWLr than Grindr. I love worshipping chubby bodies, especially their ass. I usually lick every inch and have them sit on my face, before a pin them down and breed their cunts. I also think a chubby ass turned me from a bottom to top/versatile. I don’t think I strictly fetishise a body type, as I’ve been with thinner/twinks and chubs who’ve wanted to loose wait, which I try to support. P.S. love every picture in this thread, you guys are super sexy.

Definitely hot, can’t wait for the next one

This is not so different from my first time. I was fift.een and met this 47 yo online. A few days later I went to his house that was near my school. He said we would just kiss and have fun. 5 minutes later I had his cock down my throat. Then he put me on the bed, laying on my back, and he started rubbing his dick on my hole. I asked for a condom and he used one. But he broke the condom and I only realized it when I felt his cum inside me. I was really scared and never had sex with him again. Now I'm a chaser and I know I lost a huge opportunity. Now I'm 30 and I found him again, but he is in a serious relationship.

We got to the house, the same one that I had been to two weeks earlier. All three of us got out of the car, my sister stating that she wanted to see what reception I got and so we walked into the house, I was very nervous, yes I had been here before, but I was so off my face then, I only had fleeting memories of what happened, tonight would I was sure, be different, although I may be allowed some relief through chems, I doubted I would be so far spun this time. We walked into the house, Peter first, me in the middle, my sister behind me, I was very conscious that I was wearing a micro mini dress and that it kept riding up a little as I walked and so I tried to pull the hem down a little, only to have my sister behind me slap my hands away telling me to leave it. As we entered the house, it was obvious some guys had started early, some were fully clothed, some half naked and some completely naked, some chatting, some stroking themselves, some making out and at least one blow job going down, there was thumping music playing and porn on the big screen TV, as we walked through the downstairs, I was getting quite a few looks and even some comments, “Hey fuck bunny, I want a piece of your ass” “Hey bitch, looking forward to you” And other such comments, I tried to smile but I was just so nervous, holding my clutch bag in front of me and following wherever Peter led. We were offered drinks, I took one as did Peter, and it didn’t taste that nice but after a few nervous gulps I began to get a buzz going on, by now Peter had led us through to the back of the house where a bed had been set up on a patio area, Peter indicated to the bed and said, “Get on there and relax, and do whatever they want, you know what is expected of you” Peter held my drink whilst I got on the bed, I had gone to take my shoes off but he told me to leave them on and I lay on my front and he handed my drink back and told me to drink it all down. Meanwhile my sister had a got what she called a “rig” from her bag, Peter took my empty cup from me and held my wrist pulling my arm straight, My sister tightened a strap around my upper arm then tapped the inside of my elbow area as soon as she was happy she took the syringe and inserted it into my vein. By this time I noticed several guys had gathered round to watch and as I felt the chems slide into my body, the sudden rush, my fears dissipated and the wanton lust kicked in. I heard my sister say ok, so who wants to go first, I heard at least one guy say, “Nah, I want to wait till some other guys have lubed that sissy pussy first” I heard another guy shout for us to wait a second before disappearing, he came back a moment later with a tooth brush, I didn’t understand, I was rolled over onto my front and then dragged backward onto my knees, my arse in the air, my face down, my dress pushed up, my G-string pulled from the crack of my arse, my butt plug removed and thrown on the bed next to my face and I felt something at my hole, I knew it was the brush and as it went in, the guy behind me leaned over to say, “We gonna make you bleed tonight bitch” There was lots of laughter and I felt the brush at work inside me, I was as high as a kite but scared at his words, the emotions sweeping over me, a mixture of fear and lust and even as I lay prone, crying, I still reached back to spread my arse cheeks for the men that were about to use and abuse me, the toothbrush was removed and held up for all to see, some little bits of skin appeared to be on it and the bristles where red, the guy then told me to open my mouth and he put the toothbrush in and I closed my mouth and could taste the coppery blood on it, Immediately I felt someone get onto the bed behind me, I felt someone spit on my arse and fingers rub it into the entrance to my hole and then pushing deep in me only to be withdrawn almost straight away and then I felt the first of many cocks that would violate me that night. The pressure of the first mans cock head against my hole was not much as I was already opened by the plug, but it felt intense he held onto my hips and pushed slowly then more and more until I felt his pubic hair against the cheeks of my arse, then he seemed to withdraw and I wanted to tell him to leave it in me to leave me filled and all of a sudden he rammed into me again, and again and again, another guy was nearer my head, he had a rag in his hand, he told me to open my mouth he took away the toothbrush and placed the rag in my mouth, I could almost taste the vapours coming off it as I went light headed. I felt the guy behind me tense, he pulled me into him and although I didn’t feel it I know he was painting my guts with his poison fuckslop, then, movement behind me as he got off the bed and another guy took his place, a hand on my hip, his cock pushing my boi cunt, then he is in and his other hand on my other hip as he starts to pound me. The first guy moves toward my head and climbs on the bed there, I have to assume it was the first guy to fuck me as he simply says, “Clean your ass slime off my cock bitch” He takes the rag from my mouth and I envelope his cock with my lips, no easy task when I am getting pounded from behind, but I do my duty, I perform my task, I suck and lick his cock and balls clean he turns spreads his arse cheeks and I clean him there too, tonguing, licking, sucking probing with my tongue until a second load is deposited in my guts and my second customer comes to the head of the bed to have his member cleaned by my willing mouth as I am mounted from behind again. I can’t tell you how long this went on for but I lost count somewhere after 12, and at some point I passed out, I woke to someone holding poppers under my nose, my dress had been removed completely, I was still in my stockings and suspender belt, I was still face down on the bed, only now there where far fewer men in the room, I think there may have been some watching from behind as someone worked something huge into my by now gaping faggot pussy, I felt the ring go pop, but no pain this time as I looked back, from the position the man behind me was in a muscular mid to late fifties guy, from his position I knew it was his fist he had inside me, not just some plastic horse cock but his actual fist and he started to punch inside my guts. It terrified me, the very thought that someone’s hand was inside my body and that he was treating me with such callous disregard, surely he must be doing some damage in there and then I felt a slight prick in my arm a warmth, then a rush as a band was released from my bicep, a band I hadn’t even notice being put on, but all of a sudden I didn’t care and I wanted my hole wrecked and I heard someone say, “Careful, don’t kill him”, “Nah, he will be okay, I have done this before, just loosening him up a little………you getting this on video?” “Oh Yeah, this time tomorrow, all over the net, what a fucking faggot slut, hell I bet you could get him to do anything at all right now” And I knew he was right, I would have done absolutely anything I had been told too. I awoke again sometime later I was being fucked again although I don’t know how much pleasure the stranger fucking me could get, he surely couldn’t touch the sides of my gaped open arse, faggot cunt, boi pussy whatever you want to call it, but even without the pleasure of the friction from my now broken sphincter on his cock, he still managed to dump more splooge in me and after a few seconds rolled off and lay on his back on the bed. Only one stupid thought went through my mind now, one crazy ridicules thought, I bet I could take Georges cock now, no problem. I awoke again to more poppers being waved under my nose and I was now on my back with my head supported by someone behind me, I felt something in my arse, most likely a finger or two, by now, I was so open and broken down there it could have been any number, and then I felt warmth/burning inside me and then my legs were lifted and held by whoever was at my head and again something was entering my body, another cock, I had lost count, was this a different one? Was it someone who had had me before? This was the scene for the next few hours. It was late on Sunday afternoon when Tracy collected us, by this time I could hardly walk and I felt the pressure on my arsehole when I sat down, my buttplug was in my clutchbag as it no longer stayed in place in my wrecked hole and simply fell out. Also, I had had to have two showers, Peter insisted I have a shower before my sister collected us and he was right to do so, I stank of sweat and cum, precum and piss and ass juice, so yes I stripped off my stockings and suspender belt climbed into the shower and washed everywhere and everything, even my hair as it was stuck together in clumps where guys had wiped there cocks clean of cum. I had just finished showering, got out of the tub when a guy walked in, told me to get back in the tub and on my knees and to open my mouth, then he pissed in me telling me to swallow and so I needed another shower when he finished, I got out, got dried put on my dress but without stockings or suspender belt, I put on my shoes and grabbed my knickers and waited with peter for my sister, as we sat there, Peter showed a couple of the guys who were sitting drinking coffee, some video footage of the previous few hours and he also showed me, I saw myself in so many positions, doing so many degrading things and the lust on my face was obvious, my desire was clear to anyone, it went without saying that the dirty faggot whore on the screen knew no limits and I felt ashamed of myself whilst at the same time elated that so many people wanted me, I was the centre of attraction, I was needed, I was wanted, I was the star.

Your first name : chris Your cell number : 492-427-0410 (text only) [deleted]: Need2submit BBRTS: Need2submit location Omaha NE, 68154 Times you're generally not available: only available Thursdays and Fridays during the day. Age: 52 Height: 6’3" Weight: 210 Ethnicity: white It can be hard for me to get away, so when I do, I want to go ALL OUT.

First name: Jack cell: 8168663168 location: Kansas City Available anytime age 30 weight 170lbs height 5”8 Need loads! Will take any load. Please if your in Kansas City and toxic hit me up! If you wanna poz chat hit me up as well.

There was no doubt anymore, im gay. They all 3 pumped loads in my ass n mouth, but i got loads eaten out of my ass n fed to me in deep passionate kisses. They called me a dirty lil cock craving cumslut faggot n i loved it.

VII We follow suit and get fully naked. I can’t help but watch Tom take off each article. His built body complimented with furry pits, chest, arms, crotch, and legs. He’s admiring my body also. My imagination floods with visions of thick dicks pumping poisonous seed into his ass. Once naked we grab each other and kiss. Even his spit tastes sweet and innocent. Our hands rub all over each others bodies. I lightly squeeze all over his back, feeling his tight rippling body. With my left hand i pull his cheek to the side. My right hand fingers feel his hairy, warm, and moist hole. i cant wait to taste and smell it. I begin to work my dry middle finger into it. He moans into my mouth. Our dicks are both hard as rocks grinding into each others abs. I pull him into me harder with both hands, jamming my finger deeper into his hole. I grind on him hard. I work my finger out of his hole. We break lips and I stick my right hands fingers in his mouth. He sucks on them. He gets them nice a wet. I also spit on them. I kiss him again and reach down to loosen his hole more. He’s already becoming submissive to me. Unexpectedly a warm body presses up against Toms back. the guy starts to kiss the back of his neck. I feel the guys uncut dick press against the back of my hand as he also gyrates his body against Toms. I stroke his dick a bit. It’s about 6’, medium thickness, hard as a rock, and slick. My guess is he just got done fucking someone else. I guide mystery guys dickhead to Toms hole and rub it up and down it a few times so it can find the entrance and angle. The guy leans in. My fingers feel his uncut dick start to breach Toms tight virgin hole. The guy gently rocks back and forth. His slick dickhead fully enters. It’s turning me on even more to imagine this guys dick more than likely has multiple other guys ass juices and cum on it and it’s all working into Tom. Tom comes to and seemingly realizing the risk. He pulls away from my mouth and squirms. I bite his shoulder and spread his cheeks more. I feel with my fingertips the tops dirty slick dick slide further in. Tom groans.. then comes to again and squirms harder and with his deep voice lightly says “whoaaa.. not quite ready for that yet..” he breaks fully free. He continues “I’m sorry, a bit too fast for me… I mean, i might get there but not quite yet.” i reply “no problem my man… that was so fucking hot though.” the other guys stands behind tom and jerks. I reach down and grab his dick to jerk it a bit also. His dick is very slick with precum. Tom says “hey lets go over here for a bit, just the two of us..” “sure, let me grab my lube.” I grab my virus laden lube. Who knows how many bugs and strains are in it. My dick throbs thinking about filling his ass with them. We find a love seat with a couple on one side of it, fucking passionately. They're facing each other and the bottom is straddling, bouncing slowly. I sit down and spread my legs. My dick is rock hard pointed straight up my stomach with my heavy balls hanging low. I squeeze a bit of my cum lube onto my dickhead and let it dribble a bit before stroking a few times. Tom gets down on all fours. He starts to lick my thick left thigh, making his way up to my nuts. His warm mouth, tongue, and spit feels amazing. I want his spit everywhere on my body. He finally gets to the head of my dick. He’s slow to start sucking down the thick shaft. I grab the sides of his head and help him find some rhythm. I bottom out at the back of his head because of the angle. I lean forward to point my dick down his throat. I grab his head more firmly and slowly slide further in until i bottom out. He struggles a bit. I want him to choke and know he’s my bitch. I thrust a few times. My balls slap against his chin. I pull out as he gasps for air and spits on my glistening meat. I repeat the same thing but this time, to my surprise, he grabs my lower back to fuck his own throat. He swallows like a champ. I grab my lube and lean forward even more. I dribble some on the top of his ass. I tell him “i’m going to loosen you up a bit for me..” The poz cum lube slowly drips down into his breathing hole. I take my right hands index and middle finger and work it all in. It’s so hot knowing a 60 year old’s full blown aids, three other 45 year old guys poz loads, and countless other dirty hot loads were being jammed into his soft innocent innards. I feel my balls tighten.. fuck i’m about to cum. I lean back and pull him off me. He breaths heavy. His whole face is wet with his thick spit. My dick throbs while precum dribbles out of it. He reaches for my dick but luckily I grab his hand to stop the overwhelming sensation to cum. I tell him “no no no.. this load is definitely for your ass..” He leans back on his knees to jerk himself a bit. I can see his dick is also rock hard. He’s loving this. “Come up here.” I pat on my lap.. I want to breed him. He climbs on me. We kiss hard. I apply more lube on my dick and start guiding hit to his hole. I feel my head sink in. He groans into my mouth. I squeeze his furry ass cheeks pulling him down on it more. I slide in slowly. He’s so tight and warm. My dick cant stop flexing. I’m so close. His body shakes and he groans even more “i can’t help it.. i’m cumming..” he whispers to me. I feel wave after wave of his hot load on my chest. His sphincter flexing sets me over the edge. I pull him down and then up, hard onto my shaft. “Me too.. load #1” my dick begins to pump and flex. It feels like my balls are working as hard as they ever have to breed him with my bug. I pull him one final time down onto my balls. I throb more as we kiss. My dick will not be getting soft anytime soon.. but now that he’s wet it’s time to get my load fucked deeper by other dudes…