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Poz. Pozzed. I had been pozzed. I had taken several loads of HIV positive cum inside me. Shit. Except, no, not shit. The moment I realised what it had all meant had caused the bottom to drop out of my stomach, but at the same time my dick had started to get very, very hard. Fuck, this turned me on. I sat back in the chair and stared at the screen while my brain went a thousand miles a minute. Thoughts started occurring to me. Of course this was going to happen. I willingly bend over for any man when I am on the prowl. On the base I let any soldier breed me, regardless of what he may have been up to with hookers when he was last on leave. I never ask for condoms, and I don't take any other precautions. Of course I am going to get pozzed. I wasn't going to stop doing what I was doing, and who knows how many poz loads I had already taken before tonight. Maybe I was already infected. Realising that started to calm me, and just allowed me to focus on how turned on I now was. But then it hit me. My brother. I had offered him to this group as well, when up until now he had just been getting used by the football team. Yeah, one of those guys could still pick up something and pass it on to him, but it seemed pretty low risk. Taking him along next week, or indeed up to the woods with me some other time, would mean he would be taking poz loads too. I loved my brother, but I didn't think he was all that smart. There was probably no chance he was taking any precautions, if he even knew you could. If he took random loads, some would be poz, and he would eventually get infected. It was basically his destiny. He was bound to start seeking cock outside of the team eventually, with or without my help. If he followed my lead and started going to the woods, eventually those guys would be there one night and the deed would be done. Should I tell him? Or should I just bring him along to the party or the woods and let fate take its course? Testosterone answered that question for me. Thinking about my hunky younger brother unknowingly taking toxic loads made my dick even harder. Fuck, I was twisted. But the decision had been made. Now I just had to get him past his nerves and out into the world to fulfil his destiny...

**This is fantasy and fiction. And the purpose of the article is not to encourage unsafe sex. Any resemblance to someone's life is purely coincidental. Nothing in this work should in any way be construed as medical advice or instruction.** ~~~~~~ Chapter 10 - Thursday Roulette Day In the morning, Sam and Jonas woke up from Peter and Eric's bed. During the night the boys were swapped several loads. Sam said he had to go straight to work because today would be Thursday and roulette day. Sam would have quite a lot of work today and it will be a busy day. Peter was curious and asked what it means that it is roulette day. Sam told how his task is to organize 8 negative chasers and 10 tops, two of which would be viral. Sam told how young unmedicated bottoms are tied to fuck benches and how tops fuck holes raw. And finally seed the bottom they want. Peter and Eric's cocks stood rock hard. "Sounds really hot. It would be great to participate in the roulette," said Eric. "I can take you guys along if you want to participate. But you have to make a decision now," said Sam. Peter and Eric talked for a while and then Peter told Sam that they wanted to attend. Sam worked hard at the store all day. Sam served the customers and took care of the evening's roulette. In the afternoon, Jonas also came to the store after school to help with customers. Peter and Eric toured the city seeing the sights and went to a store to take a quick test which proved they were both negative. In the evening, George stated that Sam and Jonas do well together at roulette, so he can stay for the evening to run the shop. Sam and Jonas arrived at the warehouse in advance and organized all the places before the bottoms and tops arrived. Jonas and Sam agree that Jonas will receive and give instructions for the tops and Sam for the bottoms. Soon men started to arrive and Peter and Eric also arrived. "We thought we'd come here as tops," said Peter to Sam. "I'm sorry, but I misunderstood. I naturally assumed that you wanted to test how many of the tops wanted to squirt their loads in your delicious asses. I thought that the thought of winning the roulette just turned you on. The situation now is that switching sides is no longer possible. You must decide that whatever you want," said Sam. Eric started to take off his clothes and said that he wants to at least try. Soon all the bottoms, including both German boys, were tied to the fucking benches and their bare asses were exposed. On the top side, the men were very satisfied with the reform, where the 20-year-old young Jonas was instead of George preparing the men for the fuck party. Everyone took turns pushing their cocks down Jonas's throat. They kept the Dicks deep in Jonas's throat so that Jonas began to gag. Men's cocks glistened from Jonas' saliva. Sam came to open the door and said it's time to fuck. The tops hurried to choose bottoms for themselves and started fucking. Jonas and Sam suck the cocks of the tops waiting for their turn. Sam pointed at Eric and Peter and told the tops that they were a couple and German tourists who had fucked without a rubber for the first time yesterday. Sam continued to promote Peter and Eric to all the tops in turn. "Yes, thank you, young and fresh meat," said the big-bellied 50+ top. "Awesome to get to pop European young holes. Let's hope the boys get some good souvenirs," said another. By the end of the night, the advertising had clearly worked because Peter had received 5 men's loads and Eric had 6. When the boys were dressed Sam reminded the boys that the sperm is now where it belongs. "Eric and Peter's job is to keep the liquids inside as long as possible". Eric was in heat and asked Sam and Jonas to come with them to the hotel again and rubbed his hand over his clearly hardened bulge. Immediately, both Sam and Jonas agreed.

The older guy pulled off my cock and slid next to the middle aged guy and began to kiss him and fondle his cock. The man groaned and kissed him back. I watched as the older guy produced the bottle, stuck it under the other man's nose, making him breath deep. He gasped and sagged deeper into the cushions. I knelt on the floor and raised his legs to expose his arsehole. The older man handed me a tube of lube then began kissing the other guy again. I squeezed lube on his arsehole and slid a finger up him. He groaned but didn't resist as I finger fucked him. The older man broke off and grinned at me. "Fuck him" He whispered. I took my cock and began pushing the head into the tight, greasy arsehole. The man gasped and said "Have.,.have you got a condom?" I ignored him and continued to slide my cock gently up inside him. The older man gave him more poppers and his hole went slack enabling me to slide fully up him in a delicious slippery rush. I began to fuck him as the older man kissed him and fondled his erection. "Come up him!" He urged. I was getting close and fucked him hard. "You want him to come up you, don't you?" He said The middle-aged man just lay there as the poppers did their work and the cock in his arse slid in and out. The older man leaned and whispered in my ear "Poz him. Then I'll give him a dirty load myself." I gasped with pleasure, my cock throbbed and then I spurted heavily and deeply up his rectum. He groaned and put his hands over his face, but didn't resist as I came in him. When I'd finished, I slid out and a drool of spunk slid out onto the floor. I sat heavily on the couch and watched as the older man knelt and thrust his cock into the cummy hole. He

I was heading home for four weeks of leave. A fellow soldier had loaded me up in the bathroom at the airport, and again while changing planes in Atlanta, but even with all that I was horny when the bus dropped me off in town. My mom was working nights again this month and I didn't think my dopey brother would be sitting around waiting for me, so after I'd smoked a couple of cigarettes I slung by bag up on my shoulder and headed round the bus station into the woods. I was still in my uniform, but actually thought that might help me score. Man how right I was. There were actually quite a few guys hanging around that night, all of them middle aged or downright old, and boy did it turn them on having a real-life soldier drop his pants and present his ass to them. "You looking to get fucked, Soldier?" asked this fat guy with a big beard. "Just here to serve my country, Sir" I replied. Thought I'd play along. That did it, and I soon had a steady supply of cocks going in both ends, until they had all blown in me at least twice. I hadn't planned on taking that much cock tonight, but there were no complaints from me. Once I sensed they were all tuckered out, I fished a tissue from my jacket pocket, cleaned off the worst of the cum lodged between my buttcheeks, pulled up my trousers, and then turned and playfully saluted those members of the group who were still there. I then grabbed my bag off the floor and set off on the walk through town to our house, lighting up a couple of smokes on the way. It being a Friday night, I assumed my brother would be out somewhere. However, when I got to the house it was dark except for his room, so I guessed he must have a girl up there. To avoid any problems, I entered as quietly as possible and made my way to the downstairs toilet to have another wipe of my ass before I went upstairs, just in case he intercepted me before I got to the bathroom. It was when I came out of the downstairs toilet that I realised the faint sex noises I had heard coming from upstairs did not sound like I thought they should. It sounded more like what I had become used to, in that there was definitely two or three different male voices. Maybe he and some football players were gang banging some poor cheerleader. I crept upstairs to avoid making a scene, but then noticed his door was closed over but not actually latched. Curiosity got the better of me, and when I slowly pushed back his door while pressed against the wall outside, I got one hell of a surprise. There were a load of football players in there as I expected, and it was a gang bang happening all right, but it was my brother who was being fucked! There he was, the handsome muscled 18 year old quarterback my mom so adored, on his hands and knees on his own bed while his teammates fucked him mercilessly at both ends. I had started looking in right as one of them climaxed in his ass, and when he pulled out I could see even from the strange angle that he had been fucking my brother bare. Jeez, this clearly ran in the family. Maybe that's why dad wasn't around anymore. Maybe he was off somewhere getting fucked repeatedly. I watched for a bit longer, and then decided just to throw caution to the wind. I walked into the room quite noisily, causing everyone to stop and heads to rapidly turn in my direction. I don't think I've ever seen my brother looking so scared in all his life. "Hey little bro" I said. "Errr...hey" he replied. "You having fun?" I asked. "Er..." he mumbled, not a sound coming from any of the other scared shitless-looking guys in the room. "Looks like it" I said. "They're not forcing you, right?" He stared at me for a moment, and then shook his head. One of his teammates was still lodged in his ass while we had this bizarre conversation. "OK then" I said, before reaching to my pants to pull them down. I pulled each leg off at the same time as the accompanying boot, and then got my tops off too. That left me standing there in front of everyone in just my jockstrap, my tattooed muscled bod on full display. "What are you doing?" my brother squeaked, clearly concerned I was going to fuck him too. He was still in the same position, a cock lodged in his ass. "Well, it looks like you could use some help with these guys" I responded, smiling. I then looked round the other guys. "Y'all want to fuck both of us?" I asked. Without waiting for a response from any of them, I walked over to the bed and got on all fours from the opposite side so that my head was right next to my brother's, and then I turned to face him. "Guess we've both been keeping secrets" I said to him, before a black cock appeared in front of my face. Without even looking up at the guy it was attached to, I just turned towards it, opened my mouth and sucked it in. Shortly after another cock was pushed into my hole in one go, and my brother and I settled into an evening of getting completely turned out. These were young men in their prime, so neither one of us was ever without a hard cock pummelling our ass. It was actually starting to get light when I realised the only guy who was still there and awake was the one fucking my brother, meaning I was going to get a break for a bit. I hauled myself off the bed, threw on my pants and jacket, and then headed downstairs and out to the porch. I lit up a cigarette, and then leaned on the railing looking towards the beginnings of dawn. My brother soon appeared next to me, and helped himself to one of my cigarettes as well. We then just stood smoking in silence, and it wasn't until we'd both lit up another that any words were spoken. "When did you start getting fucked?" my brother asked out of nowhere. "Strip poker gone crazy during base leave in Vegas a couple of years ago" I responded. "Was drunk as hell. Some of my brothers fucked me, and have been taking cock ever since. You?" "Last year" he said. "Carson saw me checking out his cock in the showers, and made me blow him to stop him telling everyone else. Then he fucked me." I exhaled a big load of smoke. "What about when you started being a whore for the whole team?" I asked. "Carson told everyone, even showed them a video" he responded. "Guess I'm lucky they didn't just beat the shit out of me." We were silent again for a while. "Do you like it?" I asked. "I mean, so far it sounds like they could just be blackmailing you." "Yeah" he said. "Bro, I'm gay." "Well yeah, I figured that much from you checking out Carson's cock" I said, "but being gay ain't gotta mean you like getting gang fucked." "S'pose" he sighed. "But I do. I fucking love it." We were quiet again for a bit. "Is it just the team who fucks you?" I asked. "Yeah" he replied. "They're all so fucking horny all the fucking time." "So no other guys then?" I asked. "No. But you do, right?" "Yeah, I do" I said. "Took some loads in the woods before I got home last night." My brother looked a bit wide eyed after I said that, but I noticed his tongue just lightly touching his lip. What I just told him had turned him on, so I decided not to hold back. "Group of old men. Could have been anyone. They all fucked me and bred my ass." "Fuuuuuck" my brother groaned quietly. "Was still full of their cum when your teammate shoved his cock in me" I continued. "Guess that makes me a slut, huh?" My bro just nodded, his face now fully giving away that the thought of me - or maybe of himself - doing that aroused him. We stood in silence for a bit, both lighting up another cigarette. "You wanna come with me next time I go to the woods?" I eventually asked. He paused, then said "isn't it dangerous?" "Probably" I said. He was quiet for a bit longer, before looking at me and silently nodding. I guess he was ready to try something other than the football team. Neither of us was to know what this decision was going to lead to...

How my brother got through football training the next day I did not know, but I did the sensible thing and just passed out and slept once I had said hello to my mom when she got back from her night shift. By the time I got up again she had gone back out to work again, which I thought sucked for a Saturday night but I guess she had to make ends meet. My brother messaged me to say he was staying at a friend's that night, so I decided just to go out and see about some fun of my own. I drank a few beers first, then went back to the woods behind the bus terminal to see what was going on. Thankfully there were some guys hanging around, so I didn't waste any time in getting my pants off before I bent over against a tree. It didn't take long before the first of a number of cocks was inside me. Things were a bit different tonight though. These guys were all pretty skinny, even slightly unhealthy looking from what I could see in the dim light, and they kept saying words like "toxic" and "gift" as they were fucking and breeding me. I didn't know what they meant, but enjoyed the fucks anyway. When the last of them had finished in me, I stood up straight and looked around to see whether they were just resting or if that was it for tonight. "You wanting some more loads?" one of them asked. "Yeah, I guess" I replied, taking out a cigarette and lighting it. "Well" he continued, "I'm hosting a party next weekend, but I think the bottom is about to flake out. You wanna take his place?" "A party?" I asked. "Yeah" he said, "a group of tops ready to drink and fuck all night." "Sounds like my kind of party" I said. "Is it local?" "Yeah" he said, "other side of town." "Cool" I replied. "I'm in. Just one thing though..." "Yeah?" "If my brother is interested, can I bring him too?" I asked. "Your brother?" "Yeah, he turned 18 a few months ago" I said. "Quarterback in high school." That got them going. "You both get bred?" he asked. "Yeah" I replied. "I've been getting fucked by my platoon for years, and found out yesterday he's been taking it from the rest of the football team." More excited murmurs from the rest of them. "A soldier and a high school quarterback" the man said, looking around the other guys. "This could be the best party yet." "I don't know if he will come" I said, "but I'll be there. Just let me know the details." The guy gave me his address and let me know it was on the Friday night, and by then they all seemed to have got excited again so I ended up on all fours on the ground taking a fresh load from each of them. I still didn't understand some of the words they were using while they fucked me, but made a mental note to do some research later. Once they were all done and had said their goodbyes to me, I lit another cigarette and then wandered off into the woods. I only managed to take two more cocks that night as there didn't seem to be many guys around, but figured I'd done pretty well when I gave up and went home. I had a shower to clean up, then decided to browse the net for a bit to see if I could find out what all the verbal stuff from the guys who had been fucking me was about. It didn't take long...

Truth be told, I had lusted after guys since I was a teenager. Enjoyed girls too, and got my fair share of them in high school, but I never acted on the other feelings I was having. That all changed one night when me and some of the boys from my battalion where holed up in a cheap hotel in Vegas on a short leave break from the base. Despite every single one of us being under-age, everyone had managed to score some booze so we were all pretty drunk. Everyone was broke too though, and after hitting some casinos that afternoon we had nothing left for anything later on. So, armed with only the illicit liquor we had got hold of and some decks of cards, we made our own fun crammed into the family room we had booked. Things got pretty crazy, and once strip poker had left most of us naked, the ante was upped. Things progressed through licking of each other's armpits when we lost a hand, to a couple of guys having to give hand jobs. Eventually things reached their peak with me getting on all fours and having my cherry popped by a guy we called Duke. I think we all had condoms with us, but Duke's impressive cock went in my hole raw. It hurt like a motherfucker, but by the time he busted his nut inside me I was groaning in pure pleasure. This didn't go unnoticed by the others, and with everyone getting seriously horny despite the absence of any women, eventually all six of them fucked and bred me. Duke even took me a second time. I was a changed man after that. Nearly every bit of leave from base we got involved me getting willingly fucked somewhere, even on one occasion in the bathroom at the airport before we boarded flights home for Thanksgiving. Soon that wasn't enough, and after a bit of heart-stopping trial-and-error, a secluded - almost forgotten - storeroom on the base was found to be the perfect spot for any of the guys who needed a release to use me without being seen by the commanders. Some wrapped up in condoms, but most didn't so I ended up stashing tissues in the storeroom to catch all the cum from my ass before I went back to barracks. I happily took whatever they had to throw at me, fully accepting that I was a bottom (a term I had heard to describe men like me). Fortunately none of this affected how we were as a military unit. A bit of a turning point came during a trip home, when I found myself seriously needing to get fucked after I'd spent the evening with some school friends. I didn't dare use any apps or anything, so instead just decided to investigate the rumours we'd all heard as teenagers about what went on in the woods behind the bus station at night. I wound up on my hands and knees getting spit roasted by two old guys, taking one load up my arse and another down my throat. I felt dirty as hell the next morning, but also kinda excited. I went back for more every night I was home on that trip. After that experience, while I didn't do it often, I would occasionally seek out some fun when I was able to get off base and there wasn't any military grade cock on offer. Fortunately I found a middle-aged chubby guy in the local town who was always happy to fuck me, and if I gave him enough warning he could usually get a friend or two to join in. The truck stop on the edge of town was always another option too, particularly once word got out in the teamster community that there was sometimes an active duty soldier bent over in the bathroom taking whatever came at him. Things sure did change on one trip home though...

You... We met late in the night a few years back. You messaged me on grindr, a blank profile, looking for something. I know when a guy messages me, a profile with no picture and profile, that they are desperate. Horny. Craving for something that can't find in someone they know. Too much shame. You messaged me with a simple, "Hey... looking?" The conversation started out innocently enough, but I pushed your boundaries. Your profile, also blank with just an age. 27. You send a picture and I notice that you look familiar. I realize you have a more open profile with a photo and that I follow you on Instagram, where you pretend to be anything but what you are. A slut. On this profile, you are no one. I can tell. I tell you I am looking to fuck a bottom. You are less than a 5 minute drive away, but it is 3 am. I don't want to waste time just to ghosted. I push again. "What is your address? Into anon?" Maybe that was too far. You don't respond for a while. I start chatting with other guys, but it is late and this isn't a big town. There are only so many options. I am stroking my cock, soaked with precum, thinking about planting it in a hot hole. I usually like to breed, but sometimes bottoms are too demanding and expect it to be safe. I respect that, but I want more. I am guessing you do too, because you respond a few minutes later. You send me a location pin and a picture of you ass up in a jockstrap, with nice furry and full asscheeks. My cock bounces. You are in a decent area in a nice little cul-de-sac of townhouses. You tell me you are on the bottom floor of the town house, in the bedroom right off the main entrance. You tell me you are nervous but horny. You watch a lot of anon porn, but you worry. Then you mention you are stoned and hitting poppers. "I can be there in 5 minutes. You ready?" No response. Im so hard, so horny. I really need to cum. There are a couple of other guys I am chatting with. One, a guy I fucked before, but it is getting late and he can't host. Another, a top. A guy from out of town who is up before heading out for a flight. But I am also a top. I tell him I am chatting with you, joking about how hot it would be to tag team you, we could both fill you up. I figure I should shoot my shot and see what happens. "Im headed towards you." I hop in my car and head over to that area. When I arrive I pull up your Instagram profile. You are a handsome guy. Everything about your on your other grindr profile and social media profiles shows you as an innocent, even vanilla guy. Your pictures and posts are all positive things. Raising money for a charity, sharing important news about another issue in the local community, and other content that suggests your virtues and values are strong, positive, and just. Such a good boy. You do so much community work, so many positive things. I wonder, do people know you are up at 3am, craving anonymous dick from strangers while you sniff poppers and smoke weed? I doubt it. Your shame holds you back but invites me in. Maybe this is just another form of service for you. "Im on your street." I don't know which house you are in, but I figure if I end up even closer and on your street you will have to say yes. It doesn't take me long until I am on your street. A quiet little street. I get a message. It is from the other top. He agrees, tag teaming would be hot. I send him the pictures you sent me, and a location pin. "Im on his street, waiting for him to invite me in." You are not aware of the scenario I am dreaming up for you. Maybe you do. Maybe this is your dream. He sends me a pic of his cock. Uncut, long, big swooping mushroom head. I don't bottom, but I see the appeal. I'd love to watch it disappear into your little good boy hole. You message. "Fuck. Okay. You play safe? Im really nervous." I don't want to play safe. I want to breed your hole. I want to fill you up as you contract your hole around my cock as it creams you deep. Just thinking about it makes me ooze. "I didnt bring any condoms. Prefer to fuck raw." You take a few moments to respond, meanwhile, the other top responds. "I gotta head out to catch a flight soon. I could swing by if you want, we could fuck him together." I am intrigued. But I am not even invited in. I decide to get pushy. Test your limits, for the first time, but not the last. "Look, I am not into playing games. You wanna get used or not? Im in a car with a dripping hard on and I am going to have to get off soon. I can fuck you, it can be quick. I am safe and I get tested, but I don't have condoms on me. You want me to fuck you or not? I can be in there in 1 minute. Im outside in the green Jetta." I figure this is it. He either wants it or he doesn't. But I suspect he wants it. I suspect he wants more than he knows. I message the other top. "If he doesn't want to fuck, we could meet up and jerk off outside together?" He agrees and he is dressed and ready to leave. I tell him to meet me on the street and we can decide what do after that, but then you message. "Okay. Im face down and ass up. You have to be quiet and quick. Come in and fuck me, and leave. Im in number 13. Cool?" You, the good boy, are about to get raw dogged by a total stranger. Maybe two? I reply, "Cool. Get ready." I tuck my hard dick into the waistband of my sweats. It is 7 inches and uncut. I have not trimmed in ages and honestly, I am not the fittest or most attractive guy, but it is my dick and my load that matters to you. You want that. Not me. I message the other top. "I am going to fuck him. He is in number 13. When I am done fucking him Ill message you and let you know if he is into it." The other top likes this. "Fill that fag up". I will. I will fill you, the fag. The slut. The goodboy who has a dirty little secret. I enter the house and see the door slightly ajar to a room off the main hall way. I walk in and there you are. Ass up and face down. As the door creaks open, I hear you moan, followed by deep inhalations of poppers. Your ass is caught in the little bit of light available in the dark room. You are thick, thick and a faggot. I drop my clothes and climb on the bed. I place a hand and roughly push on top of your back as I straddle you. I want you to know I am in charge. "You want this?" You whimper. There is no hope for you. I slap my dick against your hole. I dont see condoms or lube, just your hole and my wet dick. Globs of precum oozing out of the slit. I rub it up and down your crack, teasing your hole. Preparing it for what it wants. Im so charged up I feel like I could cum at any moment. I spit a huge wad down your crack, rub it in with my dick. You didnt get fingered, you don't have any lube, and I am about to slide into you whether you are ready or not. Something tells me you have never been more ready. I start to ease in. I feel zero resistance. Just warmth and pleasure. I moan and you hit the poppers. I start to notice your movements. I suspect you are more than just stoned and poppered up, maybe more shame and secrets, but right now all I care about is getting off and maybe getting you tag teamed. I feel my phone vibrate. I put some weight behind my push and I slip more inside you, not all the way, but enough to start finding some rhythm. You keep hitting those poppers. "Yeah fag." I ease those words out, breathy and slow. This seems to ignite something in you. Perhaps it triggers that delicious shame you feel. That dirty side of you that you are so afraid to let out. It is dark and a strangers dick is easing its way inside you and you are stoned and getting high off fumes. You have no fucking choice but to be exactly who you are. This little faggy slut who is going to get my load. You want it. The other top is on the street. I snap a dark blurry pic of my dick in your hole. You dont even notice, but I send it to the top. Time to push more limits. I start moving in and out a bit more, building up rhythm and power. I feel the pull of your insides as they drag along my dick as I pull out and push in. I bottom out on each thrust and feel your round ass cushioning my hips. My balls slap your taint. This feels electric and I can tell you like it too. You have been huffing poppers since I have arrived. Push those limits. "Fuck dude, this is hot. You take a lot of dick?" Whimpers and moans. No clear responses. Hearing you moan like a pathetic little bitch makes me feel primal. I want to destroy you. You want it too. I know it. "You are such a faggot. You like this?" I hear you groan out a slow and low, "yeah". "Yeah? you like that? You love dick dont you fag?" You are muttering, not totally coherent. The poppers have you flying. "You got anyone else lined up?" The directness seems to startle you a bit. You tense up a bit and just you do, I give you two big slams with my cock and body. You whimper again. Tension disappears. You plead. "No, just you. Fuck." Push those limits. "Yeh? You ever get tag teamed? I wanna watch you take a dick" You tense up again. I feel my phone vibrate. I slam into you again, but this time lay my body on top of yours and put my mouth next to your ear as I start to plow away. I wrap my arms around you as my dick fills you up, takes away your control, and I own you. "Fuck yeh fag. You love that don't you. Being a whore for strangers. Yeh, you like that?" You can't breathe much. I have you wrapped so tightly. "Keep hitting those poppers faggot. I know you want this. You are going to take my dick and my load, I am going to fill you up. Is that what you want?" I know it is working. I have seen sluts like you many times, taking my dick, the dick of others, hungry for it and just needing the permission to let go. Let me give you permission. I am sliding in and out when I feel the phone vibrate again. I sit up a bit, planting my dick deep in your hole, all the way, with force, causing you to pull away. I am causing you some discomfort, but I pull you back. You are not in control. I am. "Keep poppering up. Come on. Gooooood boy." You like it when I call you good boy. I can tell. Your ass loosens just at the words alone. "You gonna be a good boy for me? Do what I say? Do anything I ask?" Whimpers. Moans. It is almost pathetically predictable. You only exist for me in this moment. "I have another top nearby. He wants to fuck you too. Im gonna invite him over and he will fuck you when I am done. Ill line it up for you." You have let go. You have not said yes, you have not said no. You just let me drive it into you. "He is on his way over. Last chance dude." You try to get some words out, but I keep laying my pipe down hard. My thrusts disrupt your speaking. "I... (thrust)... I don't... (thrust)... fuck... I can't (thrust)" I don't let up. Push those limits. "You do what I want. You take this cock. You love it dont you? Im close, but you wont be finished. You need more. Hit those poppers fag. Goodboy. Daddy's little slut." You do as you are told. You hit those poppers. Your limits are blown. You are going to get fucked. I message the guy on the street. "Come in. I am almost done. His hole is ready for you." Minutes later I hear the door open. I think you do too. You hit the poppers harder and harder. You are trying to inhale away the shame, the lust, and the desire. I am thrusting it back into you. The room is dark and I can only just make out the other top as he comes in. When he comes into view he is already half naked, with a hard cock sticking out from under a polo shirt. A daddy on business. Hot. He lines his dick up with your mouth and grabs your hair and shoves it in. You just take it. The sight is almost too much. I start to pick up the rhythm and move closer, laying on top of you again. I am right next to your head as you get facefucked by this other stranger. I know nothing about him, you know even less. I pick up speed and drive deeper. You are being shoved back and forth with my movement. My thrusts are pushing you forward, impaling you on this strangers cock. I whisper in your ear. "I am going to breed you now boy, then he is going to breed you. You are going to get filled up with cum from strangers. You are such a faggot." I keep whispering. Telling you what you already know turns me on. It drives me wild. You know these truths, but saying them outloud, in this room drenched in desire and pathetic attempts and hiding your true nature, I am seeing who you really are. Nothing but someone to please other people. Maybe that is what is true across these two identities. You just exist to be here for others, including me. This cock. Inside you. Coating your asshole in precum, lubing you up for the next guy. My whispers light up the shame inside you. You seem ravenous. You want to be ravished, consumed. Now you just grunt as you drool around his cock and take mine. Im so close. I have not cum in days. Your hole and this scene, your desperation, they take me to the edge. I tighten my grip around you, one arm around your neck, the other pulling your hips and ass closer into me. You can't escape, you need to feel all of me in and outside of you. You start to try and speak, but both cocks, mine and his, make it hard. "Plleee.... ohhh... plea... fuck... oh fuck... plea" I worry you are getting second thoughts. This angle has prevented you from taking poppers. I keep fucking deep. Just as I do, the other top grabs your poppers, takes a hit, and then puts them under your nose, you have no choice but to breath. My arm and his cock have you trapped. You take deep hits. "Unnhh, unnnhhh, unnnhhhh" You become nothing. Just a hole. I lose control. "Fuck (thrust) here it (thrust) comes (thrust)" I spasm. Pumping deep for a few pushes, then I sit there as I spasm, deep inside your hole. I feel you tightening around my cock. You are going completely limp as I fill you up. The other top has a hold on your poppers and your jaw. I feel like my entire being enters you and finds it way deep inside. I keep pulsing, shooting, offering up my body to your shame. I sit there for a few moments when I feel the other top tap my shoulder as I shudder out a few more drops into your ass. "My turn" he says. His turn to own you. Are you ready? You are gooned out of your mind. He pulls out of your mouth and all you can do is drool and leave your tongue hanging. I slide out, stumble back away from the bed slightly. The other top moves around. You start to push up a bit, out of it, but trying to regain some control. He doesn't let you. Before you can re-adjust, he is in you. You are ready. I have made you ready. I stand there and watch while my dick drips long strings of jizz onto the carpeted floor behind your bed. I feel my phone vibrate as I watch the other top slide his dick inside you, making your head board rattle against the wall. My head is light while I witness your fists grip the pillows and sheets. If you thought I was rough, you might be longing for my tenderness now. He is abusing you. What a good boy. ----- maybe to be continued

thankfully, I virtually never have that problem. In my experience, tops are thrilled to have pig bottoms like me around they can spill seed in the way nature intended males for sport sex.

Not hardcore here, but I just want guys to let me fuck them with my 0g pierced cock and take it up their kunts like a man...

A twink I know wanted to suck me. I repliedthat I can’t really be bothered with the return trip for just oral but eventually agreed. Once there he was on his knees gagging himself on my thick 9”. I offered a helping hand by forcing his mouth back down when he tried to come up for air. I told him I really wanted to fuck him but he was adamant he couldn’t so I left it and enjoyed his throat. I couldnt help moaning as he got my cock and balls soaking with the thick drool you only get from invading a throat. He came up for breath and asked if I wanted to taste his freshly shaved smooth pussy, to which I replied absolutely because I’m not insane 🙂 Bending over on a couch he presented his tight little hole and I proceeded to feast on it, worming my tongue deep inside. He moaned and squirmed like in heat so I asked him if he wanted just the head of my thick cock to which he replied ‘yes daddy’. That was all the encouragement I needed to put my slick cock against his wet pussy and slowly work the head in. Keeping a firm grip on his hips I then proceeded to guide inch after inch up his guts as he moaned and yelped before screaming as I started to assault his back wall. He pulled off and sat me back on the couch before straddling me and sinking down me, telling me how badly he wanted my load as deep as possible. I duly accepted by holding his hips and thrusting up into him. I could have gone like that for maybe an hour but he shot up my chest and I realised he wouldn’t be able to take much more so I did my best to cum asap, shooting my ropes deep up inside him. I’ll be breeding him again soon

I suppose if the voice of a guy you fancy is annoying, you can always gag him… Seriously, I agree with most of what has been said already. It’s particularly disappointing when the audio output doesn’t match the visuals. Although, as someone has already said, the flip side is that a guy’s voice can also be a real turn on. Myself, as a Brit, I’m a sucker (in every sense) for an American accent.

Chapter 7 The men lay in a sex daze for some time on the bed before Jason instructs his son to get up. “Son I’m so proud of your acceptance of your new role and the intense changes that are taking place. Now It is time for the next stage. Although, your lean muscular body advertises you as a submissive jock slut, I think we need to emphasize it by shaving you body from the neck down. Tyler and I will take you into he bathroom shave you. Your hairlessness will emphasize you as my submissive jock son, contrasted by my dominant hairy muscular frame.” Jason explained. “Oh dad that’s so hot”, Jake said earnestly. The men proceeded to the large walk-in shower. Tyler and Jason massaged shaving lotion all over Jake’s body and shaved every hair from his dick, balls, ass, legs and chest. They both took special attention on Jake’s hole shaving closely to his jockpussy lips and grazing the tender skin causing a few small cuts to form. As they did this they fingered his now smooth hole massaging the fresh poz load in his hole into the small newly formed abrasions. This aroused all three men. After the shave was completed they all washed themselves with in the hot steamy shower. Then all three went to the small sauna adjacent the cabin. There Jason and Tyler relaxed in the sauna as Jake knelt in front of the hairy, imposing men, Taking turning sucking on each man’s cock while they laid back tweaking their nipples, encouraging the obedient muscle jock to earn his ‘breakfast’. As the men reached climax the now smooth teen guzzled down their dirty loads demonstrating his new role as their new submissive cum hungry jock slut.

Sunday night I was eager and ready to go after the activity that I had seen on Saturday at Hampstead Heath. While prepping, I have been playing on BBRT and was messaging in English Top that was interested in using me prior to Hampstead Heath. He told me he was on the way and would be happy to be the first. Turned out to be a super nice guy. We chatted and had a beer for a bit. after making out, he pulled out a decent 7 inch cock and told me to suck it. Enjoyed pulling my head closer in, causing me to choke on his dick as he got it deeper down my throat. He told me that I was bringing out his aggressive side as he spanked my ass pretty hard. We moved into the bedroom where I get started his dick some more Until he told me to ride his dick. He grabbed my throat while I was riding him sliding his pole up and down me. Then he flipped me over and took me from behind while slapping my ass and pulling my hair. He started to tell me how much he loved sluts and how he was going to load me up before I went to a Hampstead Heath. Soon he got me on my back and rammed it in holding onto my throat. I knew he was getting close as he pushed my legs further back and leaned deeper into me. He roared and rabbit thrust into me rapidly squeezing out every drop of cum from his balls. I cleaned him off savoring the taste of his cum and my ass. I thanked him for his load and continued on my journey. Within minutes of arrival at the fuck tree, I had a heavyset black guy grunting away while he used my hole. Then came a stretch that was the best part of the evening. After the black guy was done, A young, white, attractive, and athletic guy started to finger my ass. Another guy on the other side was jerking on my dick and also trying to finger me. I wanted to be sure that the attractive guy knew that I was interested in him so I pushed the other guys hand away. He had a nice solid 7+ inches of dick. It wasn’t the biggest or thickest dick that I’ve taken but it was rock hard. I sucked on it and deep throated him while he fingered me more. The bloke took out a condom and started to wrap his dick. I was disappointed but I thought “oh well let’s just go for it. My job IS to service men”. Slid into my cummy hole and fucked like young guys do; Rough with little finesse and wanting to drain their balls. After a while he stopped and pulled out and tapped me on the ass. I wasn’t sure if he had cum. So I squatted down and started to suck his dick. I still didn’t think that he had come yet. He remained hard. I got up, took his dick and slid it right back in my hole raw. He didn’t object. That young buck fucked harder and deeper with abandon while raw until he shot in me. He seemed to go crazy feeling the smooth slickness of my loaded ass. He shot gallons and cum started running down my leg when he pulled out. The guy that had been watching jumped on me and his semi-flaccid cock came rather quickly. I decided to take a break and walk around. Shortly afterwards, I ran into another young attractive athletic guy that had clearly just arrived. I checked him out and he checked me out and I walked over to another clearing in the park with a fallen down tree and pulled down my sweats. He didn’t waste any time. He pulled out his boner. I went to suck it but he pushed me over the tree. As I leaned over I heard the crackle of a wrapper being ripped and I thought “Damn, what is with the British and their condoms???“. Crazily enough, the same pattern happened. He fucked me for a while and then said he was going to take a break. However he didn’t leave and stood there looking at me. I got down and swallowed his nice hard 7 inches. I then turned around and did the same maneuver that worked on the other guy. Just shoved his cock into my wet and juicy ass. No resistance. Balls slapping my ass hard till he blew his load deep into my ass. Oh to be young and full of cum! After I cleaned him off, another guy that had been watching came over and started to eat the cum out of my ass. He alternated between munching on my hole and fucking me as he came and added to the DNA in my hole. We had also had an audience. An Indian or Pakistani guy had been watching us and entered me as soon as the other top was done. He didn’t last for a long time and came rather quickly with his small slender dick. After that, I got a little more action. One with a older gentleman that seriously looked like a leprechaun. When I squatted to suck his dick cum poured out of my hole. He had me on my knees in the dirt because he was so short. Nothing was as fun as the earlier fucks so I left. I had to get back to the hotel to shower and get my luggage for my early morning flight. Needless to say I got no sleep that night but it was absolutely worth it!

Oh it absolutely can. Happened to me recently. Hooked up with a guy on Grindr. Attractive guy, a top. He comes over- attractive like in his pics… then he opens his mouth… Just picture this- Fran Drescher but in a man’s voice. I still let him fuck me and of course, he had to be a vocal top. The fuck would have been good if I didn’t have to hear his voice. I have never been in a situation before that where I’ve so badly wanted to say “could you please just stop talking and just fuck me?” Needless to say, we never met again.

Part 6: I sat there, covered in the stench of cum, sex, and what my tweaked out mind considered the stench and glory of a pig. I was starting to not be so high, starting to fade, and I passed out on a public bathroom floor. Naked. Left alone. I awoke to my dad and Master putting me in dads car. Just seeing them both grinning. I now even smelled of piss. “Looks like the faggot is waking up” Master said. “Indeed it is. It was a star, wasn’t it?!?!” I noticed dad kept calling me it…I didn’t mind. I was loving my new life. “Where are we going? And I wreak of piss!” I said noticing the aromas starting to really wake me. “Well of course fag, we walked in and told anyone that walked in to piss all over you, especially your face! Nothing better then my son being trash for anyone to use.” Master laughed and nodded. I started smiling. A week ago I would have cried. Now I’m a new fucked up person. Can life get any better? But suddenly I also noticed feeling run down. Not just come down from all the T, but like sick. I felt incredibly hot, sweaty, smelly, and starting to ache. Before I could say anything Master blurted “your converting, that’s what’s happening my slave.” I looked dumbfounded for a second. But I just couldn’t believe it. I’m becoming poz. Am I poz already? Who did it? ”We are so proud of our work, of your taking, and what we are about to do to you” dad said. “What am I gonna do dad? I’m willing as long as I can get something to eat.” then master barked “you will earn food when you have accomplished what we demand you stupid cunt!” I was taken back…but loved being degraded like this. We stopped and I saw my house. Didn’t seem like anything special. Dad got out and went inside. Master looked behind right at me and said “no matter what happens, you do as command. Got it?” ”Yes master!” Master got out, opened my door, and pushed me towards the front door. Something was going on. That’s when I started hearing multiple muffles, moans, spanking, someone was being used. And good. Master then said, “you slave will join us and fuck the person on the other side. No questions. No Bull shit. Just give your newly bugged HIV positive dirty load as many times as we command. Now say yes Master.” ”Yes Master.” He opened the door and my heart stopped. It was my boyfriend Johnny. Naked, tweeked, bruised, sticky, and being gang hanged by Father O’Brian, our high school math teacher (that was new and shocked me), the 711 manager, Sir and the cop from the public restop, all of them were circled around with my dad leading the gang fuck beating his dick so hard down his throat he almost vomited. Johnny for sure was fucked up. Before I could react, cry, scream, anything, Master just pushed me further. I had no clothes on, reaking of piss and cum, and no idea what to do. That’s when I felt a different kind of pinch in my dick. Father O’Brian looked like he did the smallest slam ever. But it didn’t get me high. It got me hard. Dad looked at Johnny and told him “tell your boyfriend. Tell him what you love. What turns you on.” Johnny still being fucked by our math teacher Mr. Brooks who was hung and high as fuck too, just looked me in the eyes and said “I love cheating on you. And I’m not sorry babe.” I started crying. He kept smiling. ”just like You I was corrupted. Our dads wanted this. And it became a joy every time your father Carl came over and fucked me, slapped me, chocked me, slammed me, pissed down my throat…and I won’t stop.” I was starting to tremble while Mr. Brooks didn’t give a fuck and kept pounding. Father O’Brian was videotaping and jacking off. The 711 manager was twisting his right nipple while the cop was twisting the left. And Sir was waiting patiently to switch with someone. Johnny looked at me and said “I’m still your boyfriend whether you like it or not, because I’m also our fathers slave. Just like you. But we will never be faithful. Come on, tell me you haven’t enjoyed being fucked and drugged by anyone who wants your body, and your a liar.” it’s true. Every word. He kept smiling. And I was so confused. That’s when master spoke “so your pathetic cheating boyfriend loves to hurt you? Hurt him back then.” Mr. Brooks took that as a cue and stopped fucking Johnny. I was rock hard. I went behind Johnny with Master instructing me “This is what he loves doing to you? And he’s been like you for a good few months now. Your father came up with this idea. Getting you later, tormenting you, and braking you into a complete slave for drugs and raw cock. So go on, give my son your dirty fucking AIDS load you slut.” With everything happening, feeling how I felt, smelling how I smelled, seeing everyone’s malicious and almost evil grins…I gave in. If this is what makes me happy, then might as well not hide it. This is who I am. I am a dirty poz incest whore. I grabbed johnnys ass and WHAM! I spanked him as hard as I could. But with no flinch. Johnny looked back, smiled. I smacked as hard as I could again. He loved it. “By the way son, your cheating boyfriend is a pain pig. Let’s see what you can do!” I just kept spanking. Hitting, and wanting him to hurt. But he loved it…it started making me smile. I was fucked up without being on drugs. Still feeling winded after a few smacks and being converted, I grabbed his cheeks with my nails and scrapped. Little bit of blood. “Do it to his hole.” Master said. I didn’t think and just dug my dirty piss nails into his asshole. Made him red a little. And just jammed my cock inside of Johnnys opened ass. It felt like I was fucking a hallway. So sticky, wet, and filled of different liquids. I just looked straight into his now red hole and jammed my cock inside hard.closing my eyes to feel every inch. Wanted him to feel my rage. But I knew he loved it. Everyone did. And I kept fucking, sweating, got dizzy a few times, but didn’t stop. I then felt something new. I felt another cock. I opened my eyes to see my dad below us putting his dick in at the same time. “This is what I’ve wanted us to do my son. I’ve wanted us to become dirty poz pigs as father and son. And this will only strengthen our bond.” I fucked Jonny’s hole with dads cock gliding side by side. Dad looked Johnny and me and said “I’m getting close, bows the time my boy.” With the command my dad cummed all inside while I was still fucking. “Now slave, cum!” Master commanded. I couldn’t resist. I came deep. Felt the mixtures of loads and some blood. And knew this was probably in store for me soon too. If not, I will beg. That’s when I collapsed on top of Johnny. Master looked at us both and said “you two will still be boyfriends to the world whether or not you really are. But you will always fuck or be fucked whenever we say. Got it.” “of course master” Johnny said. they all looked at me. “Yes. Yes master. Yes Dad.”

My sump pump went out last night so I had to go to the hardware store this morning to purchase a new one. I was feeling really horny to get my lips around a nice hot cock so I pulled up Sniffies on my phone and headed to the hardware store. I sat in the parking lot and check the app but there wasn’t anyone super close to me, so I figured I’d go inside and shop some. As soon as I got inside, I decided to go straight back to the restroom and wait there. The bathroom is very cruisy and there’s definitely quite a bit of action that happens there so I patiently waited in my stall waiting for someone to come in and give me the sign. I wasn’t sitting there long when I saw a top on the Sniffies map, so I sent him a DM to see if he wanted sucked off. He replied in broken English but it was pretty clear he wanted to fuck. I told him exactly where I was and he was there in minutes. I heard the door open and he walked in and went directly to the stall next to me. Before he even sat down he said, “Sniffies?“ In a very heavy Mexican accent. I responded yes and right away I could hear him taking one leg of his pants off and almost instantly his two knees and his hard cock slid underneath the stall wall. His cock was a beautiful piece of meat, not super long maybe 5” but he had incredible girth and was uncut. His girth was easily double that of your average cock. His skin was a beautiful shade of brown, with large, pronounced veins, wrapping all the way around leading back to his muff of jet black pubic hair. I was wearing track pants so I easily took one leg out to expose myself. I got down on my knees and slid his fat cock in my mouth and started sucking him. He was already hard and ready to go so he stopped me after maybe 30 seconds and said that he wanted to fuck now. So I took his cock out of my mouth and tore open my little packet of Astro glide and laid on my back. I rolled my legs back and slid forward, presenting my lubed hole well under the stall wall. Within seconds I could feel the pressure on my hungry hole as he pushed it a few times to lube his cock. He popped in with one hard push and I could instantly feel his girth. he started thrusting away, and it felt fucking amazing! His fat cock was hitting my P spot absolutely perfectly with each stroke. He had been fucking me for a minute maybe a little longer and I started to shoot my load which got all over my T-shirt but I didn’t care. He must’ve felt me tighten up and heard my quiet moans because he started thrusting vigorously. Moments later, with a few hard slams, he emptied his load deep in my guts. He pulled out rather quickly, and I could feel him touching my whole fingers. He must’ve put a couple fingers in me. I’m not sure how many but more than one and I heard him start taking pictures. He said Gracias amigo, and with that he put the one leg of his pants back on because I could hear his belt jingling, and what seemed like seconds later, I heard the stall door open, and he left. I slid out from under the stall wall, and sat down on the toilet and debated if I wanted to push out his load or keep his DNA in me until I got home. I decided to keep it so I cleaned up and went on with my morning. I appreciate that you guys take the time to read about my experiences. I really do like sharing them.

Met with a buddy today that I knew from school. He moved back into town last week and hit me up on Grindr, we had been planning to meet up the last several days and we both finally had some time this morning. His big black cock destroyed my ass on his couch, he shot a huge load and you can see it was a little messy 😄. Hopefully we continue to meet on a regular schedule now that he’s back. Theres nothing like getting loaded up with a black cock.

I haven't had that issue in a hell of a long time. I don't think I remember a top requiring to use one. Once he knows I'm okay with raw, that's what I get. If he insisted on used a rubber I wouldn't turn the fuck don't but would grab that used thing and swallow that load down. I agree with other, fucking is meant to be raw and cum needs to go up the ass.

[think before following links] https://newtumbl.com/x_luP0vKu5nMbm This top was on a mission to breed!

I haven't yet been put off by the way someone speaks but close to it. Once I was involved in a threeway and I was keeping my mouth busy on my mate while he was being fucked. The Top doing the fucking was getting close and literally started howling. I couldn't help it and just burst out laughing. Definite mood killer. Things hastily wrapped up after that.

Volume can also be an issue. I played with a very cute Irish guy a couple of years back. But as he’s very deaf, he was loud. Very loud. Window shattering/floorboard vibrating loud. And that was before he reached his climax. I recall being a tad distracted, fearing what the neighbours must be thinking. But he was so lovely and well-endowed that I thought “fuck it, let them listen”.

In the situation where a top appeared to want to wrap up to fuck I would coyly make the move to position myself so I could gently grind my ass on his raw cock before they reached for a condom. Always as just matter of foreplay, right. Eventually it would just happen their raw cock would slide into my horny hole and I would then just keep grinding until they were deep in me. After that nothing would be said or asked, they always would fuck with wild abandon and release in me.

honey, let him cum in you! Give in, you know you want it. Anyway, good morning chaser!

As a 50+ bottom I'm getting an awful lot of tops 25-30 years younger than myself wanting to breed me.... Of course I never refuse.... 1 has been coming back almost weekly for 2 years and another weekly for 6 months.... Some days I get 2 or 3 loads from all different young tops.

This is anecdote not data, but I had more STIs before I went on PrEP than after. The big counteractor is that so many people are now on PrEP and getting regular STI testing. I think that helps keep numbers down.

Something really odd happened today. I decided to get whore out and take anon loads at a motel. As I was getting bred in my room, someone was knocking on the door. I didn't answer because it wasn't the housekeeper and I was not expecting anyone. A moment later, someone was knocking again. I asked who was there but got no answer. I took a quick peek through the window. I could not believe who I saw. The same neighbor who has bred me!! I could not believe it so I looked again. It was him just like the morning when I saw him. I saw him waiting at the door and checking his phone. I am sure he was there hooking up with someone and perhpas the host gave him the wrong room number. After second knock, he disappeared. As soon as the hot twink bred me and left, I peeked through the window and saw my neighbor's car. I could confirm it was him. Apparently he found someone online who was hosting at a motel. I tried to find out who was hosting at the motel. Based on the distance on Grindr, a CD could be hosting as Grindr showed she was 1 foot away from me. However, I have never seen my neighbor cruising on Grindr or Sniffie. Same with Scruff and Squirt. What app could he be using to cruise, perhaps for CDs? Maybe he responded to DL. Geez...the places where I get loads have his footprints all over. I do wonder if he knew my car was parked outside of the room which he knocked. LOL. It would have been really awkward if I had answered and opened the door without first seeing who was knocking. He didn't stay long. Perhaps 20 mins and I saw him driving away. I continued to take my anon loads. 😈 I did wish one of the loads was his.

Also into grandpa porn - nothing better than being fucked by a 60, 70 or 80 year old!!!!

Use him rough, ride him hard! [think before following links] https://xhamster.com/videos/rfc-demotion-day-xhFVcH0

It doesn't put me off enough to not fuck him. What bugs me more is when a guy gets verbal and sounds like an outtake from a bad porn film. When i hear things like, "Please butter my bread" or "Yeah, I want daddy to make a milk delivery" - I wish I had a ball gag handy.

Chapter 4 I had googled the Tattoo parlour, and was about to walk in. I had thought about having a tattoo for ages but hadn’t had the courage to go through with it. But something here was propelling me on. All I could think of was doing as I was told to get more of Brad’s cock. In fact all I could think of was Brad’s cock! I pushed the door open before I could change my mind. A guy stood in front of me. ‘Hi is Carl here?’ I asked. ‘You’re speaking to him ‘ the guy replied. ‘Ah , um erm my friend has recommended that I come to see you’ I said, a little nervously. ‘I see, would that be Brad?’ Carl asked . ‘Er yes’ .. ‘OK he sends a few newbies here from time to time, they always come back for more once they’ve broken the ice so to speak’ he said. ‘I’m fully booked today but Lara can do you if you want. She’s especially good with newbies. We wouldn’t want you backing out would we?’ ‘Er no’ I mumbled , as Lara smiled and waved me through to the back. She had dark hair, and two sleeve tattoos, it looked kind of sexy on her. ‘Right, you’re one of Brad’s are you?’ She asked. I wondered how many Brad sent. ‘We call him The Teacher , he turns guys, converts them , making them totally into cock when he’s finished with them’ she said nonchalantly. It was kind of hot her talking like this. ‘Take your t shirt off’ she ordered. ‘ I know just what guys like you need, trust me you will like it’ she added. I sat in the chair and she cleaned my nipple. I hadn’t expected this. She kept talking so I couldn’t interrupt to ask wht she was doing. ‘So I’m guessing you have a girlfriend? ‘ Er yes’ ‘ and she doesn’t know you like cock as well, or is this new?’ ‘It’s new’ I replied as I winced as a needle went through my nipple. ‘ Close your eyes a moment’ she ordered. ‘I’ll say when to open them. She started on my other nipple and I winced again as I felt the needle again. I just shut my eyes as she carried on talking. ‘So you’ve met Brad, and I’m guessing that you’ve sucked his cock and that he’s probably fucked you? Am I right? ‘ ‘Er yes’ I mumbled ‘And you liked it? ‘ I nodded. ‘Can’t blame you, I love cock and cum, but I’m a girl, I should do. You’re a guy. Which makes you gay in my book. Are you gay? ‘ ‘Er no, I think I’m bi, I still like girls’ ‘ok, you can fool yourself. All Brad’s pupils do. And they all convert into full time homo’s pretty quickly’ she said matter of factly. ‘There’ she said. ‘Open your eyes. ‘ I looked down and saw two nipple rings in my nipples. They looked kind of good but I worried they were a bit obviously gay. What would my girlfriend say.? ‘Just so you know, you can’t take them out, I’ve soldered the ends. Embrace that. I’ll now give you a small tattoo. It is this snake here.’ She showed me a picture of a snake with an open mouth , showing fangs. That looked a bit more masculine. ‘Turn ‘ she said. It is going on your hip so you can hide it if needs be. She set to work. A while later she was finished. The snake looked good, but it was super imposed over an apple , ‘That is the snake and the forbidden fruit - in your case cock’ Lara said. I’ve left the apple uncoloured, for a reason. Guys of Brad’s come back and ask for it to be coloured with ‘Pride’ rainbow colours when they accept their destiny’ she said ‘well I don’t think I’ll be having that ‘I said. ‘We’ll see… ‘ Lara smirked. Just come back to me when you want more’ I left and my phone pinged. ‘Good boy’ it was Brad. He gave me directions to a shop down a side street. ‘You need to train that ass of yours. This shop is discreet. You will buy a butt plug and some lube. Hide it at home, and use it. Train your ass. I felt as though I was losing control of myself, but did as I was told. My girlfriend was still away for three more days so I could use it and get rid of it before she returned. I could give the excuse of my tattoo and piercings as something I did on a whim, but I needed that butt plug. I was getting hard at the thought of that. I hadn’t yet realised I wasn’t getting hard at the thought of my girlfriend. where was this journey taking me? I bought the butt plug Brad recommended and sone lube, to the obvious amusement of the girl serving. ‘Didn’t have you down as a fag when you walked in’ she said ‘ but I guess it takes all sorts’ I mumbled something and left as quickly as I could. The truth was I wanted to get home and use it. I wanted to feel it sliding in my ass. ‘I’ll meet you tomorrow, same place , 8pm. Good boy!’ The text came in from Brad. I had pleased him and it felt good. I wondered what the next lesson would be. to be continued…….

Ssshhh...🤫 Yesterday was my lucky day because my neighbor bred me again through GH at the same ABS. As soon as I arrived the parking lot at the ABS, I saw his car and knew he was inside. As I entered the arcade, I was really nervous and deliberately put on my face mask so I was less recognizable in the pretty dark arcade. I carefully made my way into the arcade and went straight to the back where my neighbor usually occupied. As I had predicted, I saw through the door crack my neighbor getting sucked. I quickly went to the other side of the booth and patiently waited for them to finish and to make sure that I saw my neighbor finish his business and left the store. It must have been some time when finally the guy playing with my neighbor came out of the booth. I quickly went into the booth. As in my first post, the booth I was in was dark because the video system was not working. While in the booth, my neighbor was stroking his meaty cock and soon one older guy came in to suck him. Man..my neighbor really is not selective at all. I watched the guy performed his oral service - sucking cock and licking balls. He was not good at all. I could see my neighbor's cock was not even rock hard. The older guy couldn't suck very long and he started jerking my neighbor looking for his reward. It went on for a while until my neighbor started pulling up his pants. No cum. I knew they were done and I quickly motioned my fingers through the hole. To my surprise, my neighbor put his hand on the hole and signaled for something but I didn't follow. They both left the booth but I stayed put. I knew my neighbor had not left the arcade because the store had a door alarm. When people come and leave, the alarm would make a sound. I didn't hear any chime so I knew he was still in the arcade. As I was still in the dark booth, two guys came in separately and wanted to get sucked. These were the regulars. I told them that I was not interested and they quickly left. Then, the guy who was sucking my neighbor earlier came back to the booth. He motioned and wanted to play but I was not interested and hoping that he would quickly vacate the booth so my neighbor may return. And no, he was persistent. He motioned with his hand, put his ass against the hole and his dick through the hole and he even put this hand through the hole trying to grab me. I really dislike when people don't take a hint. I even said to him that I was sorry and not interested. Finally, I blocked the hole with paper towel and he still didn't leave. I am not a booth hog and normally I would have left the booth already if I am not interested. I didn't because I was afraid to run into my neighor. The whole ordeal went on for some time. It must have been like 20 mins but felt like a long time. I kept checking the time on my phone and decided to leave the booth at certain time when I thought my neighbor probably had done and I could safely leave the booth and cruise freely. Finally, the guy on the other side decided to pull up his pants and leave. Thank goodness. A moment later, my neighbor came in. My patience had paid off and I hit the jackpot. He unbuckled his belt, unzipped and pulled down his pants revealing his semi hard cock which I have remembered so well. He started stroking with one hand and used the other switching the porn channels (I notice that he doesn't watch gay porns). As soon as I saw his cock, I motioned. He took a quick peek through the hole but could not see anything anyway and stuck his cock through the hole. As usual, I started with a few gentle strokes and kisses before stuffing his meaty cock in my mouth and started sucking it. For some reasons, his cock was not rock hard. Perhaps he had cum before. I didn't suck long and he started fucking my mouth. I knew that he wanted to fuck. Because my hole was tight, I knew he wouldn't be able to slide his cock in my hole and I kept sucking and tried to get him hard enough to fuck me. Shortly, he withdrew his cock and started stroking his cock, probably trying to get harder. I put my ass against the hole and he used his finger to tickle my hole. Then, I sucked him on and off until finally he was hard enough to slide his raw cock into my ass. It just felt amazing. At one point, he extended his hand through the hole, fingering my hole and slapped my ass. He even stroked my rock hard cock. I knew how much he liked my hairless ass. By then, my hole was so wet and his cock was hard enough to glide in and out. I tried to push my hole open so he could fuck deep. When he started jackhammering my hole, I knew he was about to cum. I felt his cock pulsating just like my first experience. He bred me again and he didn't know it was me. After we were done, he cleaned himself up, pulled up his pants and left the booth. I knew he was leaving the store like he always did after he cum. I stayed in the booth and literally counted the seconds until I heard the chime from the door alarm. He had left. I was chatting with him in the morning in my neighborhood and a few hours later, he was breeding me at the ABS. The exciting part is that he didn't know that it was me. Well.. this is the round #2. Thanks for reading.

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

The tabletennis plates at Tiergarten in Berlin are well visited - almost 100% bareback. The actions starts in the evening, when it's dark - ususally later than 10pm. What3words: ///section.dinner.eyelid

Obviously a good holiday @daddybear54 - that was a hot chapter!!!

I started my career young, so I. An retire young. My mother was born in Italy so I'm applying for an Italian/EU passport so I can live in Europe if I want to for the next phase of my life.

This just keeps getting hotter and hotter ☣️

And on the opposite side of things, you can also talk to someone over the phone with a beautiful voice, and then you meet them in person and the looks just don't match the image you've built of them, based on their voice... That can be even more disappointing.

One of the best fucks I ever had was also with one of my students. And also he ended his studies 5 years before we met. We met each other on a gay dating site and were quite surprised to encounter each other. Both of us are pulically/socially not known as being gay. So the surprise was even bigger. We ended up dating and it was a very interesting puwerexchange. Me being a submissive bottom and he wanting to top. It was amazing that he was fucking his teacher and filling me with his semen and for me also it was amazing of being fucked and bred by one of my former students. We had our powerdynamic upside down and it was fantastic!

I decided to host a pump’n’dump this morning. After having a friend visit for a week, keeping me from being filled, I was dying for as much cock as possible in my guts. Posted an ad on Sniffies (with my address made public so guys could come through without having to even message) and Doublelist and got ready. First top to come through was in his 30s, fit, with a decent 7” cock that was thick as fuck. He hit me up on Sniffies, said he was 5 minutes away, and I told him to come over. I waited on my belly, my back arched with my ass up and lubed. After 5 minutes, I heard the door open and buried my head in my blanket so as to not even see him. I heard him come into my room and remove his clothes. Then felt him as he climbed onto the bed behind me and used his knees to spread my legs further apart. The head of his cock pressed against my hole, making me moan. And then, with one hand putting pressure on my spine to keep me in place, he rammed it inside me in one thrust until his balls were against my taint. I wasn’t ready for that and yelped, but he held me in place and began to fuck me with no mercy. It hurt, but also felt so amazing having him take his pleasure with no care for my comfort. He continued like this for about 5 minutes before slamming in as deep as he could go to cum. I felt his cock throbbing and the warmth of his cum filling me. After what felt like minutes of unloading, he finally pulled out, dressed and left without saying a word. I hadn’t gotten any other messages, but just a few minutes later heard the door open again. Guess someone took advantage of the address being public. Resumed the same position: ass up, back arched, belly on bed and legs spread, head in my blanket so as to not even see. I heard him walk in, climb over me and slam his cock home again without a word. He felt far smaller than the previous guy, but I let him do his thing and after a few minutes he moaned that he was cumming and unloaded in my guts. Didn’t feel his cum. He dressed and left, and a fwb had messaged me. He’s not super hung, but knows how to fuck. Claims to be undetectable but loves poz and other dirty talk. I told him to come over. He arrived 20 minutes later and had me get on all 4s before slamming into me. At first he was mostly quiet, occasionally commenting on how he could feel the other men’s cum in me. As he picked up his pace, he got more verbal, saying every nasty thing on the books until he slammed as deep as he could go and I felt his cock twitch as he unloaded in me. He then pulled out, slapped my ass, and left. So here I am now, 3 anon loads up my guts, and hoping to hit double digits today. Will post with updates if anyone else shows up.

Never had a curve like that gotta get it once in my life

How did it work out for you.... hiv ?

You’re over reacting luv

Chapter 3 - Jim POV 1 year later. Ted and I started seeing each other exclusively 2 months after we met. We moved to a different city to start our new life - a spur of the moment decision, a leap of faith. Ted described us as two lost souls who found each other. He had been honest to me about his past infidelities. I thought he would have wanted an open relationship, but he was the one who suggested exclusivity. To be honest, I would have been willing to try an open relationship with Ted. I think unlike my previous relationship with Ray, I feel secure with Ted even if we were in an open relationship. He said that he should learn how to do things differently from his previous relationships and learn to be faithful. As I generally favour a closed relationship, I thought we would give it a go. He still shared his filthy fantasies with me when we played, which I really enjoy. We had chem sex and chem lovemaking every fortnight. It was fortunate that we found a new dealer in this new city who had been able to stock ecstasy regularly. This weekend, Ted had a client meeting back in his old city at his office headquarters. His office had booked him a 11.50 pm flight on Friday night. It was also the same weekend as our fortnightly chem sessions. I suggested we postpone our session to the following weekend seeing we only had the Friday evening (our sessions usually lasted Friday evening to saturday evening, sometimes even Sunday morning). A 11.50 pm flight would leave us very little time to play and then we had to come down separately away from each other. Ted instead, gave me an evil look and suggested, “We can make it a short chem session this weekend, and then have a proper one the following weekend.” Who was I to disagree. On the Friday morning before Ted’s flight, Ted called, “My dealer is out of ecstasy. He has quite a lot of ice in stock though. I know you’ve never tried Ice before. Interested in trying ice?” Ted had told me that he and Ben (his ex) did a lot of ice and ecstasy. Ice was far better in making the people they had invited to “forget” about condoms. The thought of Ted having sex with more than 1 person bare at the same time always got my cock hard. It was filthy and risky. I was a bit hesitant, but I was already looking forward to a good chem session with Ted tonight, so I agreed. That night, when I got home, Ted had his old pipe ready with a glass shard in it. He explained how to smoke the pipe and demonstrated for me. Heating the glass shard, he drew in a deep breath as the clouds rushed into his lungs. As he held his breath, he gestured for me to come forward to take a breath from the pipe. As I took a breath, the metallic chemical taste caught me by surprise and I coughed. His eyes crinkled with amusement as he gestured for me to come close to him, and then he kissed me and blew the clouds from his lungs into mine. Then he asked me to blow it back. We shotgunned a few times, him sucking from the pipe before blowing into me, and me returning to him. After I got used to the taste, he made me consume from the pipe directly. I felt a rush of horniess and my skin tingle. My hole felt a hunger for cock like I never felt before. Where ecstasy seemed to highlight sex, ice was a pinprick focus on sex and only sex. Normally, Ted and I would start our chem session with kissing. But Ted’s eyes burned with an animalistic lust that looked incredibly sexy. “I think you should suck me,” he said, his cock growing. I got on my knees, my face below his large cock and balls. I stared into his eyes, as I ran my tongue along his shaft and tickled his balls. He moaned with pleasure, keeping his eyes locked with mine and watching me. “I need to fuck you. Let me eat your hole, and you should wet my shaft, Prep ourselves for fucking,” a part of my mind registered that we seem to be moving through foreplay a lot faster than normal. However, my hole felt incredibly hungry and was eager for cock. After our first meeting, Ted and I had never used lube. Always just spit and his copious pre-cum. This meant we got sore faster too. While we were not into pain, the soreness reminds us of the risk and the pleasure that we had with each other. Ted had told me that the chafe raw feeling on his cock turns him on so much because it reminds him of us swapping strains that it often gets his cock achingly hard. I sat on Ted’s hungry mouth as he licked my hole roughly and pushed his tongue in to stretch the opening of my hole. It wasn’t the same as a bare knob, but it was the next best thing to it. I in turn took Ted’s cock into my mouth and swallowed it whole, letting my saliva dribble all down his shaft as I sucked his cock. He stopped tonguing my hole, spat on it a few times and told me to get on my back. As I laid back, I admired his rock hard cock sticking out of his hairy crotch, his big balls hanging low. He lifted my legs over his shoulders and pressed his knob against my hole. The slimy mix of spit and pre-cum made my hole give way as his cock penetrated my hole. Like ecstasy, I realised ice made my hole more sensitive and I relished in the feeling of a bare cock sliding into me. I asked, “Is your cock sensitive like when you’re on ecstasy?” “Yeah, it is. That’s why I hate fucking with condom when I’m high. What is the point of heightening the sensitivity but then to dampen it with a condom. Taking risks for this heightened pleasure is worth it. And I love fucking young men who take the risk to enjoy the pleasure - young men like you, Jim.” It turned me on that my hole is pleasuring my mature lover and boyfriend who is old enough to be my father. Society frowns on such intergenerational pairings and yet, here we were fucking in the most lustful and risky manner. We stared into each other’s hungry animalistic eyes as Ted pounded me in various positions. Where ecstasy had elements of raunchiness and affection, ice seemed to bring out raunchiness. Fucking seemed to be our main focus. My hole seemed perpetually hungry to be filled with a bare cock. His cock seemed perpetually hungry to penetrate my bare hole. Everytime we recover from our rest, his cock finds my hole quickly. Like with ecstasy, time moved on a different scale. Before we knew it, it was close to 9:50 pm and Ted needed to prepare to go. “I am so tempted to skip this client meeting, but it is a really important meeting. Sorry Jim. I should have listened and just waited till next weekend to play. I had fun though. I’ll be back on Monday.” “It is ok, Ted. You better get going.” Ted didn’t leave himself much time. He dressed quickly without showering and left. After Ted left, I tried my best to relax, but I felt incredibly wired and horny. I was unable to sleep and watching porn just made me think of getting my hole filled with Ted’s cock. A dark train of thought crossed my mind, “Maybe I should see who is online. I can just [banned word] and not do anything.” I had previously deleted my gaydar profile after I started seeing Ted so I had to re-create a new one. As I was flicking through profiles, I came across a profile, Hifun. The guy was 49 years old, about the same height as me, lean muscular built. He had quite dark skin, and did not look as hairy as Ted or Ray. Reading his profile, it said drug use “recreational” and safe sex as “always”. I noticed that his profile was linked to his boyfriend, so I clicked onto his boyfriend’s profile. HIs boyfriend was offline. HIs boyfriend was 23, 5’7, and quite slim. Hifun must like slim guys. I found some pics on my computer and uploaded them onto a 3rd party photo sharing site. I messaged him with a link to the photos. Me (Jim): Nice pics you got. Here is a link to my pics. What are you up to tonight? Hifun: Nothing much. Boyfriend is visiting family. Had someone over earlier this evening and he just left. I still haven’t cum though, smoking too much ice and still horny. Howabout you 😉 Me (Jim): I had some ice earlier this evening with my boyfriend. He had to catch a flight. Am still horny so I jumped online to have a look around. Hifun: I still have some more ice if you want to come and play 😉 Me (Jim): Do you fuck guys bare? I froze after I sent the message. I was only supposed to be [banned word] online. Hifun: Yes - I hate fucking with condoms especially when I’m high. I put safe on my profile because my partner and I agreed that we should only play safe with other people. But he wouldn’t be here when you and I play, he wouldn’t know 😉 My cock sprang up. The thought that Hifun was cheating on his boyfriend turned me on. The idea of me cheating of Ted and finding another man’s cock to satisfy me tonight made me so horny, even though somewhere deep in the back of my mind, I am appalled by my reaction. I need to shut this down. Instead of just dropping it and leaving, I wrote to Hifun a response. Me (Jim): I love fucking raw while high. Unfortunately, I’m poz. Also, I have a bf, I really shouldn’t. -There,- I thought, -that should end this.- Hifun: Well, aren’t you an honest boy. I’m poz too. No reason we cannot still fuck. You should come over. Casual sex partners who have boyfriends are the best. No complications and just purely sex. It will be our dirty secret that we keep from our boyfriends. Let’s scratch each other’s itch since our bfs are away. My cock instantly became rock hard that it ached. I tried to focus on how much I loved Ted and how I felt blessed to have met him at my lowest point. Instead my drugged fuelled horniess made my hole so hungry for cock. If I cannot have Ted’s bare cock, then a cheating poz top would be a perfect substitute . There was an added sense of comfort and sleaziness that I wouldn’t be the only person cheating in this casual encounter. Me (Jim): Ok, I can shower and come over. Hifun: No, don’t shower. I want you filthy with sex with your boyfriend. I haven’t showered after my sex session too. I want us to be filthy. My cock ached at the idea. Hifun didn’t live far from me. He told me his name is Ralph and I took a cab over. He answered the door with only boxers on. His chest was well built and smooth. His forearms and legs had some hair. He wasn’t as wide as Ted, but still powerful. He smelt of sweat and sex like me. My cock grew in my pants, but I was still quite nervous. He invited me in and took me into the living room where we took a seat facing each other. He passed me the pipe, “Have some. I’ll have some more after you. I’ve been blowing clouds while waiting for you to get here. It will put you in the right mood.” I blew clouds and it eased my nerves and soon, horniness seemed to overpower everything. I handed the pipe back to him and he shook his head and said, “Have some more.” I had more and was spinning, yet I felt so good. When he was satisfied I was spinning as high as he was, he took the pipe from me and took more ice. “Do you mind if I take my boxers off?” he asked. I shook my head and he continued, “You should take your clothes off too.” I stripped naked and we sat opposite each other admiring each other’s body. His half hard cock hanging lewdly between his toned legs. We passed the pipe between us and he asked, “You’re a naughty boy asking about bare sex with a stranger online.” “You’re a naughty man, willing to have bare sex without disclosing your status,” I teased back. Our cocks hardening at the talk. “Touche. Is your boyfriend poz?” “Yes, yours?” “Yes. Are you guys on meds?” “No, not yet. We’ve been thinking about it as our viral load is high but have not made any decision. You guys?” “Same. So how come your bf left you unsatisfied for the night?” “Well, we thought we would try a short session before his flight. But he ended up leaving me pretty wired and still horny after he left.” “Mmm, what would he think if he finds out you’re about to be a cheating slut?” he teased. My cloud-addled brain could only think of the wicked fantasies Ted and I had, and concluded, “I think he’ll love it.” At the back of my mind, I was deeply aware that I was not giving this proper consideration and all focus was on horniness, and I totally knew my sober mind would not agree with this assessment. Ralph continued, “Yea, I would love finding out my boyfriend cheated on me too and let some top he met for the first time fuck him raw and cum in him. I always fantasize fucking into his hole and discovering a huge load or loads in him. Howabout you? What if you find out your boyfriend cheated on you after his plane lands because he is still so horned up with ice?” That thought brought an unbelievable level of arousal that it shocked me. I should be outraged at the idea of Ted cheating on me. I had wanted a monogamous relationship when I was with Ray. Yet, the idea that Ted would prioritize his cock and pleasure over our commitment flooded me with arousal making my hole even hungrier. Ralph grinned at my obvious arousal. His cock was already rock hard between his legs. It was thicker than Ted’s and Ray’s cock. But shorter by probably an inch. There would be no mistaking Ralph’s smoother body, thicker and shorter cock, for Ted or Ray when he has his naked body pressing me down and his cock up my hole. “How many times have you cheated on your boyfriend? And only instances where you fucked bare. Condom fucks aren’t real cheating,” Ralph asked, stroking his hard, thick cock. “You’re the first.” Ralph whistled in surprise, “sexy thing like you, how come this is the first time? “I’m very high and horny right now. Normally Ted would be fucking me all night and all day till we come down and are exhausted. I didn’t intend to meet anyone tonight. I was just [banned word] online but when I spoke to you, discovered you are poz and willing to fuck bare, and that you’re a serial cheater, it tipped it over.” Ralph grinned, “You needed a cheating top to show you how to enjoy filthy cheating sex? Mmm you’re willing to take the bare cock of a man you just met tonight. What would your boyfriend think?” “Ted seduced me and showed me how to enjoy bare sex with a stranger when we first met.” Ralph pushed his cock down lewdly and released. It sprang up, “I’ll be happy to teach you cheating sex since your boyfriend cannot. We should take it to the bed. I want to fuck you on the bed that I share with my boyfriend.” We entered Ralph’s bedroom. It had photos of him and his boyfriend in the bedroom. Ralph led me into their sanctity to desecrate it, Ralph said pointing to a photo “That’s my boyfriend, Zack. What I would give to convince him that we can play bare. I would love to have him watch me take you without a condom before I take him. I guess I’ll settle for his photo watching us.” Ralph lay on the bed, got me to sit on his face and offered hiscock for me to suck. His tongue probed my hole, sore from Ted’s pounding. I couldn’t believe I was going to get fuck by a different man not long after being fucked by Ted. I brought my face down to his cock, noticing that his knob is looked sore and red - probably sore from his previous session’s fuck. HIs cock looked totally clean but had unmistakable light sweet musky smell of hole juices, wicked evidence that he had been fucking his previous session without a condom. I didn’t want to clean the hole juices off of his cock. So instead I dribbled as much spit as I could onto his cock. “Your hole has been well fucked,” Ralph said in between tonguing, “Don’t you want to suck me?” “I was saving your previous session hole juices on your cock for you to fuck it up my hole.” Ralph plunged his tongue as deep as he could into me, pushing past the stretched barrier of the hole and then pulled back, “ I guess we better not waste any time then.” Ralph placed me on my back and lined his knob against my hole. My sore entrance twitched in excitement on his red knob. He dribbled spit down onto his cock and leaned forward a little, pressing his knob against the entrance of my hole, but with not enough weight so as to penetrate. “Last chance, Jim, once I fuck you, your hole will always be a cheating hole. You’ll be a dirty cheater like me. You’ll never be the pure boyfriend of Ted’s” -I should stop this- I thought, -This is not what I want. I want to be faithful to Ted- Instead I said, “Take me, please. So horny that we shouldn’t be doing this but I can’t stop. I want your cheating cock to take my cheating” “Yea Jim, we should be faithful to our boyfriends, or at the very least we should wear protection to reduce risk to ourselves and protect our boyfriends, we shouldn’t be having drugged fuel bare sex,” Ralph said as his cheating knob penetrated into my cheating hole, “I love fucking tweaked cheating sluts behind my boyfriend’s back.” Ralph’s thicker cock stretched my hole. It felt so full and I moaned. When his entire thick cock penetrated into me, he said, “There you go Jim, you’re officially a cheating slut. I’m going to fuck you good tonight so that when you go back to Ted, you’ll be carrying my viral strain in you.” Ralph leaned over and kissed me, his tongue invading my mouth as if he was determined to sully every part of my body. His flesh pressed against my flesh as we held each other tightly. I was extremely aware of how different his body felt compared to Ted and Ray. Our skin was sticky with sweat and flesh rubbed against flesh. “Fucking that itch in your hole because Ted didn’t satisfy you properly tonight,” he pounded, “you scratching that itch on my cock because Zack’s hole isn’t enough to satisfy me.” “Your cock is so thick. I never felt my hole so stretched before,” I moaned. “Yea, my cock is thicker than Ted’s?” “Yes….” “Whose is longer?” “Ted’s is. He is about 8.5” long.” Ralph growled, as he thrust deep into me, “About an inch longer than me. A shame I wouldn’t be able to violate his property entirely. But you are violating Zack’s property completely.” He fucked me hard for a few strokes before continuing, “I may not be able to go as deep as Ted, but he will never be able to stretch you as much as me.” Without removing his cock from my hole, he took the pipe over so that we could blow more clouds. It was close to 1pm when Ted called. Ralph was fucking me on my stomach at that time. “Is that your boyfriend calling? Answer the call,” he said, making no effort to get off me, but slowing his thrust to a more gentle pace. Ted: Hey babe, managed to get some sleep. Me (Jim): Hey babe, no. Haven’t slept. Been so horny. There was a longer pause from Ted than I expected. It was so hard to focus feeling Ralph’s naked sweaty body on top of me and his thick cock stretching my hole. I loved how different his body felt compared to Ted’s and Ray’s. Ted: Yea, me too. I should have skipped the flight. Turns out my client’s flight was cancelled and rescheduled for Tuesday. I wouldn’t be able to leave till Friday morning and will be back in the evening when you get back from work. Now I’ve to stay in the hotel all horn– Ted gasped suddenly and said, “Sorry babe, wanking and edging. Nearly cum.” “Is ok,” I responded and Ralph suddenly pushing himself into me harder than expected hitting my prostate with greater force than expected. I let out a stifled gasp. “You ok babe?” Ted asked, though I thought he sounded distracted. “Yea, just horny and wanking.” “I can’t wait to go home and fuck you, Jim. We still have quite a bit of ice at home. When I get home Friday, I can’t wait for us to smoke some more to play.” “Me too, Ted. Looking forward to seeing you.” “I better try to catch a bit of shut eye. Love you, Jim.” “Love you too, Ted.” When I put down the phone, Ralph started pounding me again, “You are a slut. Telling your boyfriend you love him while you have Zack’s boyfriend’s cock stretching your hole the way Ted’s cock never can. Everything ok with your boyfriend?” “Yea, he is just checking up on me. He sounded a bit distracted though, probably still high.” “Distracted, eh? Imagine he is distracted because has a slut bottom servicing him while he is talking to you because he is still high and horny, and you aren’t there to satisfy him.” That idea pushed all the right buttons and got me over the edge. I could feel my orgasm building up as Ralph pounded me. “Going to breed you, Jim. You’re going to take my strain back to Ted. I’m going to fuck your strain up into Zack’s hole when he comes home from his family visit.” As Ralph came into me, I felt my cock explode with one of the most intense orgasms I ever had. I cummed into Ralph’s and Zack’s marriage bed. My cum, one of the many other guys that Ralph had brought over to have soiled their sheets. “That was amazing,” Ralph said catching his breath, “One day, you must come over after Ted cumed inside you.” Ralph and I fucked the rest of saturday into Sunday morning.

I’m back at Steamworks, Toronto. Taken two loads so far. I have another six hours. The first one was an older guy who shot his load in my hole and left right away without saying thanks. But his load felt nice. The second one was a hot black young guy who told me he got horny when he saw the sign “CUMDUMP” on the wall of my room. Waiting for more loads.

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

Awesome story. Super creative. Can’t wait to read more. Thank you for contributing.

The first time a guy whispered in my ear when he was blasting his load in me "oh did I tell you I'm poz? Got me hooked forever. The excitement of the thrill, the fear, self hatred after as well as swearing I would never do it again has kept me going back for more. Its like the first incredible high when you bang dope or T you keep going back wanting to relive or top the feeling.

I've never gone into a hookup knowing a guy was poz/not undetectable (I've had exactly one person tell me they were undetectable up front before they even came over.) But there's definitely been at least two where I can't figure out if it was fetish/coincidence, or just something they left unsaid. The first was a hotel room hookup that went just like any other hotel hookup (albeit in a pretty nice room.) His profile said he was neg. But right as the guy was about to blow, he put all his weight on me and whispered in my ear "You like taking loads from poz guys?" But then never actually said if he himself was poz or just turned on by fetishizing it. Granted, I also didn't ask. The second was a Grindr hookup where, again, no discussion of status was made, but his profile indicated negative. And again, as we got really close to the finale, I wrapped my legs around his waist and said those magic words: "Cum inside me." He sort of paused, looked conflicted for a minute and said "Inside you?" He then proceeded to fill me up almost immediately afterwards. What made me a bit sus after was I noticed the scorpion tattoo on the back of his leg as we were getting dressed. Again, I didn't inquire, and I've tested neg ever since, so...

Interesting. Piss has phermones that make it sexual, but it is sterile and cannot transmit HIV. It should be more common.

Married Man at the Gloryholes: Part 3 I woke with a raging hard on to the alarm clock ringing. David was still spooning me with his body tightly against mine and arm around my chest. His cock was hard and pressed against my ass between my cheeks, just where it should be. It felt so good lying naked in his arms, but I had a busy day at work ahead of me. I slipped out of bed and into the bathroom. I sat on the toilet and jizz leaked from my ass. My ass was a little sore, but I wasn’t complaining. The thought of his toxic cum dripping from my ass only made my cock harder. When I stood up I noticed his cum in the toilet along with red streaks of blood. The site only turned me on more. I jumped into the shower. My bladder was full, but I had no problem pissing with a hard on. I never did. I let out a full stream of piss emptying my bladder. As I washed off the sweat and cum from last night’s play, I lathered up my balls and stroked my hard shaft. Thoughts of David giving me all his poz cum flashed through my mind and only made my cock harder. I stroked my cock a few more times, then quickly rinsed off, and got out of the shower. It was time to face my day at work. David still lay in bed sleeping. The sheet draped across him covered his perfect hairy body from the waist down. As I dressed I continued to look at this stud in my bed. My eyes made their way down and back up his body to his bearded face. He stirred in bed, and opened his eyes, “Good morning, handsome.” “Morning. I have to head to work,” as I finished tying my tie. “Stay as long as you like, ok?” “Ok. Last night was amazing, you know.” “Yes it was. It was incredible. I should be done working around 5 if you’re free tonight. I’d love to see you again.” He said, “I should be done working around the same time. Want to meet me at that corner bar again for a drink after work?” “Absolutely. Look forward to it.” He crawled out of bed. He stood in front of me naked. His morning wood stood at attention. His cock was thick and veiny. The head barely stuck out past his foreskin. His pubic hair was thick leading to a gentle wispy treasure trail leading up his abdomen. Hair spread out covering his chest. His beard was about 6 inches long and thick. His arms were fairly muscular and veiny. He was beautiful. The site of him alone made my heart beat faster. Why did it take me so long to realize this was more than curiosity? I longed to touch him, taste him all over, feel him inside me, take his DNA in me. I wanted every part of this man, and wanted to poz from him. Being gay felt so incredible, so natural, so right. Something I never felt with any woman. He walked toward me and took me in his arms. His grip felt masculine, rugged, but gentle. He pressed his body to mine and hugged and kissed me. I could feel his hard shaft pressed against me, and my cock again began to bone up. “Fuck, look what you’re doing to me already?” My cock throbbed clearly outlining my hard shaft through my pants. David reached down and stroked my cock through my pants. “Glad I have that effect on you.” He again kissed me and my cock pressed against his naked body, sending chills through my body. “Fuck, you turn me on so much, David. If we keep this up we’ll both be naked in bed and late for work.” “That’s not such a bad idea.” We continued to kiss in each other’s arms. My cock throbbed as he reached down and rubbed my hard shaft. He undid my tie and unbuttoned my shirt. My pants dropped to the floor, and my cock stood at attention. I was naked in front of David. He slowly caressed my body, and my cock danced and throbbed as I stood naked before him. He ran his fingers across my mustache and lips before burying his tongue deep into my mouth. I could still taste the sweat on his stache from our play the night before. David pushed me onto the bed on my back, and crawled on top of me. “I think we have time for a quick breeding of your ass.” “Fuck, I want more of your seed in me.” He wasted no time, grabbing me by the ankles, lifting my legs to his shoulders, then lubing his cock with his spit. He aimed his cock at my hole and forcefully opened me up. The head of his tool slipped inside, and he immediately thrust into me all the way. Fuck, it burned so much. I grimaced with pain. My body tensed up tightening my hole around his shaft. That only made him moan with pleasure. “Keep that up and you’ll be filled with more poz cum before you know it.” He kept his cock buried balls deep inside me. “Feel my cock all the way in you? I have you opened up wide. ” The pain began to subside, and my hole relaxed around his cock. “That’s it. Take my poz cock,” and he started to slide his dick all the way in and out of me. Each time he slammed his cock back into my ass, my hole tightly gripped every inch of his shaft. “Fuck, man, you feel incredible.” He pulled his cock all the way out my ass. “Damn, look at that, you hot fucker. “ His cock head was covered with precum, and it was clearly leaking from his piss hole and dripping from off his shaft. “You have me leaking a ton of precum.” He slid back in me, “My virus is definitely in you. You’re going to poz, man….you want that?” “Fuck, yes. Poz me up. Give me your toxic load.” “You got it.” He kept pumping his cock deep inside me. “Are you ready for another load?” “Yes, give it to me.” “Here is comes. Take my poz seed.” His cock again pulsed. I felt it shooting gobs of poz cum into my gut. As my ass tightened around his shaft, my cock again pulsed, emptying my balls of their sweet cum all over my chest. David’s body jerked and he moaned with pleasure as my ass milked every drop of his toxic man juice inside me. “Fuck, man, I love filling you with my poz cum.” “I love taking your toxic seed too. You’re incredible. You make me shoot my load without even touching my cock.” David pulled his cock from my ass. He leaned over me and licked up every drop of cum from my chest. He French kissed me, sharing my sweet load of cum with me. We lay in each other’s arms on the bed for a moment. Then I got up and started to dress again for work. I didn’t shower again. I was a little late, and besides, I wanted to keep the scent of him on me all day. “I’m off to work, sexy. See you tonight, ok?” “Ok, I’m going to shower up and get to work. See you tonight.” The entire day I found my mind drifting. I enjoyed the smell on my mustache. It was like sweat mixed with cum. It was the smell of sex. It made my cock twitch every time I got a whiff. It was hard to focus on work. I now took 4 loads of poz cum from David, and I wanted more. I knew there was no turning back now. I didn’t want to either. I went from being a “straight” man, so I thought, to a bareback, cock sucking, poz cum chasing, gay man. Fuck!!!! I knew I wanted to poz from David, and I also knew I wanted more. I wanted to date him. Maybe try to build a relationship with him if he was interested in that. Time would tell as I got to know him better. This was going to be difficult. I didn’t want to hurt my wife, but I also knew I could no longer be with her. I hoped she could somehow forgive me, understand, maybe even remain good friends through it all, but maybe that was just wishful thinking on my part; a way for me to feel better about it all. Either way I had to be honest with her, and end our marriage. I wasn’t going to be the married man sleeping around with men on the side. That wasn’t for me. I wanted to be out, proud, and poz. I guess people would think I’m crazy to want to be poz, but even the thought of the word, POZ, was erotic to me. I didn’t try to understand why I wanted to poz; why I found it to be such a turn on. I just knew it felt right and so did David. I guess I was rediscovering the real me. Five o’clock rolled around; the close to a busy day at work. I looked forward to the evening to unwind and spend some time with David. I went back to my hotel room, changed into something more comfortable, and walked to the corner bar. I arrived before David, so I grabbed a beer, sat at the bar and chatted with the bartender a bit while waiting. He was a flirtatious, sexy, little number with tattoos; a handsome guy with gorgeous eyes, a nice ass and even hotter basket. He clearly was free-balling it. The outline of his cock showed prominently down his right pants leg. After about 30 minutes of small talk with the bartender, David walked in and took a seat at the bar next to me. “I see you’ve met the bartender, John. Handsome little devil isn’t he?” “Hey, David, How’s your week going?” “It’s a great week so far. You look well.” “I’m doing just fine,” as John grabbed David a beer. “Your usual?” “Yes.”​ “There you go….it’s on the house.” “Thank you, John,” as David leaned over and gave John a kiss. “John’s a great guy. Have you checked out his ink?” “Some, not all of ‘em. Had a hard time taking my eyes off that hot ass and package.” “Hey, John. Show Ben your ink, if you don’t mind.” John had a full sleeve with a detailed, colorful dragon twisting down his arm. It was amazing work. “Awesome tattoo, I love it.” “I’m sure Ben would also love to see the tattoo on your abdomen, John. If you know what I mean.” John grinned and lifted his shirt. He had a nice hairy abdomen, and on his left hip he had a black biohazard tattoo with the letters “P, O, Z” in each circle of the symbol. I felt my cock getting hard, “Nice!! Hot ink!!” “So does that turns you on too?” I nodded, “It’s erotic.” “Are you poz?” “No, but…..”​ David chimed in, “Not yet,” then he winked at John. With a grin on his face John put his elbows on the bar and leaned over toward me, “In that case you’ll be joining the club in no time. Only took a few weeks for him to charge me up.” By now my cock was rock hard. David ran his hand up my leg and felt my hard cock through my jeans. “I knew that would turn you on.” “That is hot. “ “You know it’s kind of well-known in the gay community if you have a biohazard tattoo it means you have HIV?” “It does? So why don’t you have one?” “I’m toying with it. It is erotic. Think you would want one after you poz?” “Oh………. yes!!!” “Cool!! Maybe I’ll get mine with you. You know, I see how much that boned you up seeing John’s tattoo and your little chat. I could invite him to join us to make you a poz cum dump if you like. I was just being a little selfish with your ass. I want to be the one to charge you up.” “I’m sure it would be hot taking both your poz loads, but I would prefer you be the one to poz me too. I want that connection with you.” David and I tipped a few more beers. “So….you know, I’m here for the rest of this week. Then I’m heading home for a few weeks.” “Well, then we should make the most of our time together this week, if you can,” and David clicked his beer bottle with mine, “Cheers.” We took a swig of beer, “Absolutely. I’d like that.” “And what about after this week?” “That’s up to you I guess. Where would you like this to go?“ “I’d like to see you when I return. Spend time with you.” “Then we will. Have you thought about your wife at all?” “Yeah, I don’t know how I’m going to tell her yet. I know I can’t stay with her.” “You could live a double life.” “No, I cannot do that. It wouldn’t be fair to Cindy. I’m not the same person. I’m gay. I realize that now and want to be with a man. You know, it all makes sense to me now. Why I didn’t want kids. Why I would check out guys all the time. Why sex never felt quite right with my wife, but this feels so right with another man. I’m also most likely going to be poz.” “You could still go to a doctor yet and get treated. You have 72 hours.” “No, I don’t want to do that.” I looked at David, “I know what I want.” “And what’s that?” “You, or at least see where this would go between us, if you’re interested.” David smiled at me, “Yeah, I’m interested.” We flirted with John a bit and finished our beers. He was one sexy man. Maybe after I poz I’d be up for a 3-some with David and him. “Want to go grab a bite to eat? I thought maybe you could spend the night at my place tonight. It’s not far from your hotel.” I looked at David with a silly grin, “Are you trying to have your way with me again with your alluring charm?” He stared into my eyes with an evil smirk, “Absolutely. I think you need another charging tonight too.” “Well in that case how can I resist?” David said, “Hey John, see you later. We’re heading out.” “See you bud. Take care.” John put out his hand to shake mine, and he pulled me toward the bar and gave me a hug and a kiss. “Enjoy taking that charged seed, sexy.” “I am, big time. You’re a hot guy, you know. Great meeting you.” “Thanks. Awesome meeting you, Ben. Don’t be a stranger.” We had a quick bite to eat then went to David’s condo, and he showed me around. He had a black and white cat named Sylvester. Friendly little guy that kept rubbing against my legs. David poured me a glass of wine, and offered to let me shower if I wanted. I finished my wine, then stripped naked and headed for the bathroom. It didn’t take me long to get boned up thinking about the probable play ahead. I was stroking my cock while soaping myself up when David slipped in the shower behind me. His cock was rock hard and I quickly got on my knees to suck his rod. As I was about to slip the head of his cock into my mouth he put his hand on my shoulder and held me still. His cock pulsed a few times in front of me and then a golden stream of piss sprayed out from his cock, drenching my face and body. My cock immediately stood straight up. My God, it was so erotic!!! I watched his stream shoot from his piss hole, then opened my mouth and let him fill me up with piss. It was pretty watered down from the beer, but tasted amazing. My cock was begging for attention, and I began to stroke my hard shaft while drinking piss from his poz cock. “That’s it, drink my piss you hot pig. Take every drop.” David emptied every drop of piss from his bladder down my throat and all over my body. “Fuck that was so hot.” “Glad you love piss too. You’re becoming quite a hot little pig. Now suck my cock.” I slid my tongue down the shaft of his rod and sucked his balls. Then I engulfed the full length of his cock into my mouth to the back of my throat. He grasped the top of my head with one hand and slowly thrust the full length of his all the way in and out of my mouth. The deep penetration made me gag, as he continued to pound at the back of my throat. He moaned with pleasure as the water continued to hit our bodies. “Ready for your charging pig?” David pulled his cock from my throat and pulled me to my feet. He turned me around, bent me over, and with one deep thrust of his wet cock, shoved deep into my ass. I braced myself against the shower wall with my hands, and my ass tightened in pain. David held his cock all the way inside me again, “Relax, pig, I’ll have you loosened up in no time.” The pain quickly subsided and pressed harder against his massive meat. “Fuck me with your poz cock.” David began to thrust in and out of my ass, and I pushed firmly onto his rod with each plunge inside me. “Damn, your ass feels so good. Won’t take me long to dump another toxic load in you if you keep that up.” We moaned, and gyrated our bodies in sync, and he fucked my ass hard and rough. I stroked my hard cock, knowing I was closer and closer to shooting my load with each penetration against my prostate. “I want to feel your cock filling me with your DNA.” “Yeah?? You ready for it? Cause it’s comin’,” as he spanked my ass. “Give it to me.” “Here it comes, Baby.” He plunged into me one more time. As I felt the full thickness of every inch of David’s thick shaft, we both unloaded our cocks. I felt every throb of his rod inside me, filling my guts again with his poz seed. My body jerked as my cock finished draining my balls of their thick creamy load. “I love you cumming in me.” “I love it too. Your sweet ass is mine.” David’s cock slowly slipped from my ass. We finished lathering our bodies, rinsed, and made our way to the bedroom. We curled up in each other’s arms naked and exhausted and drifted off to sleep. The rest of the week flew by. We spent the time getting to know each other better, and David planted his seed me in me 3 more times. I hated to leave him, because I knew I was starting to develop stronger feelings for him, but he gave me a hot Saturday morning departing gift. He planted his poz cum in me one more time before I hit the road to head home for a few weeks. I frequently found my cock boning up while driving and thinking about David and incredible week we spent together. Now was going to be the difficult part. How was I going to break the news to my wife? I arrived home late Friday night. My wife greeted me with a hug and kiss. She had dinner in the refrigerator waiting for me. The longer I waited, the more difficult this would become. I sensed she knew something was bothering me, but I decided to wait until the Sunday to talk to her. This could be my last weekend with her. I dreaded the conversation and Sunday rolled around quickly. I woke up Sunday morning and stayed in bed for an hour. I was quiet at breakfast, and my wife grew concerned. “What’s bothering you, Ben? You’ve been quiet all morning.” “I don’t know how to talk to you about this, so I’ll just say it.” “What is it?” “I……, I……, I realize that I’ve always felt different. I know why now. I’m…., I’m gay.” I could see the disbelief in her eyes. She chuckled awkwardly, “Nice joke, honey.” “It’s no joke, Cindy. I’m gay.” Her eyes became glassy and the tears ran down her cheeks. “What do you mean you’re gay?!!!” “I’m attracted to men. I can’t deny it, now that I realize. It’s not fair to you or me.” “Well, what about us? Do you want a divorce?” I nodded my head, “I don’t see any other way.” “You’re having an affair, aren’t you?” “I’m sorry!! I don’t mean to hurt you, but I can’t live a lie.” “So that’s what this is to you? All these years together?......a lie?” Tears rolled down her cheeks, and tears ran from my eyes. “I’m sorry. I can’t change who I am.” She slapped me across the face, “You bastard!!!! Just get out!!” “I’m sorry!! I didn’t mean to hurt you.” I cried. This hurt me badly, but not as much as I hurt her. “Just leave!!! Get out!!!!!” I walked to our bedroom and packed a suitcase. The tears ran down my face, but I knew it had to be this way. I returned to my wife with my bag in hand. She stood at the fireplace with her back to me. I could tell she was in tears. “I’ll get the rest of my things later.” “Just go!!” I walked toward the front door, turned the doorknob, open it, and walked out. The door closed behind me, and I heard my wife burst into tears. I sat in my car for several minutes crying. My heart ached. I felt terrible. I broke my wife’s heart, but it had to be this way. I started my car, backed out of the driveway and drove to a nearby hotel. I felt empty and lonely. It was a strange feeling. I hoped my wife and I would eventually be able to be friends, but I understood if that was not possible. The next two weeks I went through the motions. I simply went to work and back to my hotel. I returned to the house when I knew my wife would be gone, gathered the rest of my things, and wrote my wife a note. It read, “I stopped by to gather the rest of my things. When you’re ready to talk call me. I’m sorry I hurt you, Ben.” I needed to get out of this hotel. As much as I hurt inside it was time for me to be myself. The company I worked was flexible, and I knew they would allow me to work from pretty much any office. So I talked to my boss, and starting the following Monday I transferred to the Chicago office. David was happy to hear that I was returning to Chicago for good, and he graciously invited me to stay with him until I found a place of my own. He said, “Besides, this way you’ll be getting all the poz seed I can give you. Now get your sweet ass back here and get in my bed with me.” I could tell David was excited that I’d be there full-time. The decision felt right to me as well. It would be exciting to be around my hot, poz stud daily. Over the next few weeks, David planted his toxic load in my ass every night. It was so hot the way he made me beg for his poz cum. As he shot his loads deep in my gut, he would tell me how his virus was definitely in me, and that he was going to poz my ass up. I loved feeling his cock shooting inside me. Together we looked for apartments for me on the weekends. A few weeks later, I found the perfect place. It was close to the gay district, and close to David. It was a two bedroom apartment, just what I was hoping to find. Moving day approached quickly. It was a Friday afternoon, and David took off work to help me settle in to my new place. We were sweaty from moving my things all afternoon. David said, “Are you ready to break this place in?” He grabbed my arm and pulled me to him. His hand flipped the buckle to my jeans open and before I knew I was standing in front of him naked from the waist down with a hard on. David grasped my ass cheeks and my hard cock rubbed against his as he buried his tongue in my throat. He quickly turned me around and bent me over on the kitchen counter. With just a little spit for lube he rammed his cock deep into my ass. I felt like he was tearing my insides open as he repeatedly pounded his shaft all the way inside me. “You’re going to poz tonight, pig.” He fucked me deep and hard, and moaned and groaned with pleasure. I could feel my ass was being torn up inside, and with each pounding against my prostate, my cock hardened and my balls grew closer and closer to shooting their thick, white jizz. “Fuck, you turn me on. Here it comes, bitch. The first of my toxic loads tonight.” David buried his cock deep inside me, and I felt his cock shooting over and over. “Yes, give me your poz cum.” “Fuck yes…..you’re mine, baby. Take my DNA.” With every shot of his seed inside me, my ass tightened around his shaft, as my cock pulsed over and over, splashing cum against the cupboard and down my legs. David collapsed on top of my back; our bodies hot and sweaty against one another. “Are you ready for another seeding, bitch?” Before David’s cock slipped from my ass, I felt it growing harder inside me. His massive cock opened me up wide, and my insides were wrapped tightly around his shaft. He began to pump my ass, this time slowly, pulling all the way out between thrusts. Each time he pulled his cock from my ass, cum dripped from my hole. “Fuck yeah, baby, I tore you up good inside.” I reached between my balls with my fingers and felt the full length of his cock sliding in and out of my wrecked hole. My fingers were covered with cum mixed with blood, and I buried them in my mouth, licking them clean with my tongue. David continued to plunge deep into my ass with his cock, and I stroked my hard rod. “Fuck, yes, tear me up. Open me up for your seed.” Cum continued to run down my legs, and David again, prepared to unload his poz cum deep inside me. “I’m getting close, baby. Are you ready for more poz seed?” “Fuck yes. Fill me up. Charge me up.” Those words always drove me over the edge, and I again tightened my ass on his shaft as I shot my cum. David’s cock began to pulse in my ass, “Fuck…..yes!! I love filling you with my cum. Take my poz load.” His cock shot inside me over and over again. My guts were full of seed. As his cock slid from my hole, cum dripped and ran down my legs. I buried my fingers into my cum-filled hole, and worked his seed inside me. More red tinged cum dripped from my ass. I pulled my fingers from my hole and licked the blood and cum from them. It was hot knowing I was lapping up highly toxic seed. The blood only turned me on even more, knowing my hole was torn up letting David’s virus into my bloodstream. We unpacked my things over the weekend, and David kept my ass flooded with his poz juice. By Sunday I was unpacked, and we were exhausted. In the evening we ordered out for dinner and enjoyed a glass of wine before curling up naked in bed together. Around 2 a.m. I woke drenched in sweat. By morning I was running a fever, nauseous, and vomiting. I had a strange rash on my abdomen, and my body ached. I called in sick to work, and David stayed with me, and took care of me. “You’re seroconverting, babe. My virus is coursing through your veins. You’re pozzing. Welcome to the club.” As sick as I was knowing David’s HIV was racing through my body, and I was now poz, only turned me on. My cock was fully erect in a flash. David leaned over and kissed my forehead, “Glad that bones you up, because it has the same effect on me,” and he showed me his fully erect meat already leaking more poz precum. “This was the perfect house warming gift.” David crawled into bed with me and spooned me in his arms. His cock rested between my ass cheeks, lubing my crack with his toxic precum. I rubbed my ass against his shaft, and he wasted no time sliding his cock into my hole and slowly working another load of his DNA into my guts. David whispered in my ear, “Now I want your toxic load in me.” I crawled to my knees, pulled his ankles over my shoulders, and lined my hard shaft up with his hole. A little spit on my cock, and with a forceful thrust the head of my cock slipped inside David. “Yes, fuck me, Ben. Give me your poz cum.” My cock stiffened and pulsed hearing those words. I plunged my cock all the way balls deep into his ass, and began to pound my cock in and out of his hungry hole. This was my first time fucking another man, and the sensations were incredible. My body was feverishly hot, and sweat was dripping from my forehead and torso. I leaned over and kissed David deeply and passionately while I continued to plow his ass. “Fuck…..I’m close to seeding you.” “Yes, give me that poz load.” I plunged deep inside David, and filled his guts with spirt after spirt of my first poz load. I collapsed on top of David in a pool of sweat, panting with exhaustion. He held me in his arms, and kissed my forehead. “The cycle is complete. We are now swapping toxic loads together.” A week later my body adjusted to the conversion, and my symptoms subsided. I was now a poz, gay man. David and I returned to the bar, and tipped a few beers while sharing the news with John. “Congrats, man!! Here’s a shot to celebrate.” “Thanks, John. Feels amazing.” John lifted his shirt showing us his biohazard tattoo, “Now any chance you two are joining me and getting one of these too?” We both looked at one another, and at the same time said, “Definitely.” That weekend David and I made our way to the local tattoo shop and both marked ourselves as poz and proud with a brazen, biohazard tattoo on our right hips. David and I continued to date, and eventually moved in together. We are now partners in an all-out BB, open, pig relationship. We love swapping our poz seed, chasing new strains, and tag teaming neg chasers looking to join the club. We also attend local BB and piss parties together. Two years after our divorce I received a letter from my ex-wife. We have since built a friendship through it all, and she came to Chicago to visit and meet David. She is now engaged to be married, and our friendship only grows stronger. ​