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Not My Story, but it was improved by me Groped and Pozzed I am a 21 year old white bubble butt who is engaged to another 21 year old white guy. We have been dating since we were 19 and have fallen so deeply in love that we got engaged this January. Our relationship has been mostly perfect, however our sex life is bland. I am a submissive bottom, and he is a top, so things usually go smoothly, however he doesn't have as high of a libido as I do, and it makes it hard for me to be fully satisfied. Add this to the fact that I've always secretly considered cheating to be hot and you have a recipe for disaster. Me and my fiance usually go to a gay club every few weeks. Not to hook up with other guys or anything, but to just dance and drink and have fun with other gay couples. I've admittedly stared at some hot guys multiple times before, however my fiance doesn't ever notice. Yesterday we decided to go to the club, and I got ready. I was wearing these tight black gym shorts that were above my knee and showed off my round ass. My fiance liked the view and wore casual clothes. I was feeling risky and decided to go commando without telling him. I wore a t-shirt and that was it. We get to the club and it is going great. Every time I go to the club I get hit on at least once, so it wasn't a surprise when this big older guy started looking at me with a grin, and made suggestive comments. I politely told him off, but only because my fiance was with me. Throughout most of the night nothing happens. We have fun, drink, talk, and dance. Towards the end, we were out on the main floor and were dancing to whatever music was playing, when I felt a big hand squeeze my left cheek tightly. My fiance was several feet away and talking to someone else so he didn't notice. I turn my head to see a fit black guy groping my ass. He's wearing tight jeans and a tank top. I see a bulge form as he rubs his fingers in between my soft asscheeks. He slyly smiled at me and I nodded to let him know he could keep touching me. He moved closer behind me and tightly squeezed both of my cheeks. His grip was so strong that I had to regain my balance. I subtly moved a few feet away from my fiance so that he couldn't see anything happen. Soon enough I felt this guy's hand move to my waist, and I feel him force his hands inside the back of my shorts. I stay still as he cups my bare ass with his hands. He does this for a minute before pulling one of my cheeks to the side, and begins rubbing my asshole with his fingers. This made me grunt quietly, and I whispered to him if he knew anywhere private we could go. He said his car had tinted windows, and that we could go there. I agreed, and he pulled his hands out of my shorts. I walked up to my boyfriend and told him I was going to head to a shop down the street for a few minutes to grab a snack. I said goodbye and walked out front and then went behind the club where there was a parking lot. The guy came out not too far behind me and guided me to his sedan, which had almost black windows. He told me to get in the backseat, and I listened. He joined, before locking the door. He immediately took his shirt off, revealing his abs and 6 pack. He then took his pants off, revealing a huge, fully erect cock. I pulled my shorts off and began jerking him off. He moaned as I moved my hand up and down. I only did this for about 2 minutes, before he told me to lean back on the seat. I did as told and laid completely flat on my back, with my legs up to my shoulder revealing my ass to him. He grinned and began rubbing my asshole with his finger. I moaned and groaned as he rubbed around my hole, even pushing the tip in a few times. Soon though, he couldn't wait. He began lubing my ass up. It was happening. He covered my ass in lube, and asked me if he should wear a condom. I told him no, and he was pleased with that. He pulled my ass to the side a bit to provide himself a better angle from the small corner he was in, before he pulled his hard cock up, and kneeled right next to my asshole. He pressed his tip against my hole a few times, before he couldn't help himself and shoved his entire bare massive cock balls deep inside my tight asshole. We both moaned and groaned as he pushed himself all the way inside me, and squeals of pleasure came out of me as he slowly pulled himself mostly out and then all the way in again. We moaned together as he slowly thrusted in and out of my tight asshole, stretching me out with every push. I held my legs up with my hands, and watched as he pounded me with his thick cock on his knees. It was then that I noticed a small tattoo of a scorpion just above his crotch with a red “plus” sign. I felt like such a slut. We fucked for a good few minutes before he came inside me, filling me up with his warm sperm. I clenched my hole to not make a mess and pulled my pants up, got my shirt on, and left his car. I gave him a smile before I went back to the bar and greeted my fiance, with a stranger's semen deep inside me. He smiled at me and gave me a wink, He handed me his number and told me to let him know when I get his “gift”. I gave him a puzzled look. He then pointed at his tat and smiled. I got home and googled his tattoo, my cock instantly became hard, and for the first time in our relationship. I fucked my fiance. He saw me with a devilish look in my eyes. He never put up a fight. I slid my 5inch cock into his ass with relative ease. Something told me this was not his first time taking a cock ever let alone that day. I gave him 10 hard thrusts and pumped a 5-day load into his fucked ass. We both fell asleep, but he woke me up a little bit later standing naked holding two pieces of paper. He asked me if this guy fucked me? I nodded yes. I asked how he knew…because he fucked me too he said quietly. “You know he pozzed us” he said quietly. I again nodded, “yes”. And with that my fiance’s cock grew to his 7 inch to full mast. He pounced on me and shoved his cock in my already fucked hole. He did not last long flooding me with his still negative load. After he came in me like he had done hundreds of times. “I just called him, he’s on his way here to finish the job for both of us.” my fiance whispered in my ear. In a few moments there was a knock at the door. There may be a part 2. Let me know what you like I love your hot feedback her and in my messages Joey

I've read around on this site for a little while now, wanted to join and share some of my own experiences and how I got into bareback sex. I'm a 32 year old male, I live in the North West UK and I've been with guys since around the age of 22. Had my fair share of sex, with regular fuck buddies and also anonymous 1 off meets, but I'd always been a safe only guy, always using condoms. Last August during the Bank Holiday, I'd decided to give myself a much earned break and booked a hotel in blackpool for 2 nights so I could have some 'me' time in one of the saunas for the weekend. I've been to the sauna in blackpool numerous times and I was hoping it would be nice and busy for the Bank Holiday and I could unwind and get used by some anonymous guys for a couple of days. I arrived on the Saturday and checked into my hotel and hit the sauna straight away and luckily enough I was able to get a weekend pass so I could go as often as I wanted. On the Saturday, I went there over 2 separate spells between 1pm - 3:30pm and then again between 6pm - 8pm and I was glad to see a fair few men there. Lots of variety and plenty of guys looking for fun, I spent my time on the Saturday in the gloryholes giving guys head and swallowing numerous loads, as well as letting a few guys fuck me if they used condoms. I went back to my hotel feeling fully satisfied and I was looking forward to the following day, hoping it would be just as busy! After walking down the sea front for a little while I went back to the sauna again about 12pm on the Sunday and it was a lot busier than the previous day and a fair few of the older daddy type tops were there too which is my absolute favourite. After giving a few guys blow jobs in the gloryholes, I got chatting to a guy whilst in the hot tub and he'd asked about going to one of the booths together so I happily accepted. He was in his mid - late 40's, grayish hair, dad body (oh my god I love proper daddy types lol) and was about 7 inches or so. We went to one of the booths and we kissed for a little bit before he started to eat my arse and finger me for a little while. He was very, very good with his tongue and I wanted to make sure he was enjoying himself so I made sure to sit on his face whilst I was giving him head. His dick wasn't massive, but his pre cum tasted so damn good and he had some very heavy and full balls that he needed to unload. I lay on my back and opened my legs and he started to position himself to enter me, I grabbed a condom and he told me 'I don't like using them, they are a dick killer for me'. I replied I only play safe and he took it quite well and allowed me to put the condom on him and he slid inside me, slowly fucking me whilst we kissed. As he started to fuck me deeper and I moaned louder, he started to get quite verbal himself telling me how good my arse felt, that he'd love to feel me raw and how I should be bred exactly as he intended. I just carried on kissing him and asking him to fuck me harder but hearing him be so verbal about wanting me raw for some reason was really turning me on. I decided to get on all fours and let him fuck me from behind and the booth we were in had a TV monitor on, with a guy also on all four's, but begging for the guy in the video to fill his arse with cum. In the heat of the moment I found myself also really wanting this random man to cum in me, he started to fuck me from behind and he told me again how good my arse felt and after remembering what he said about condoms, I asked him 'would you get even harder if you didn't have that dick killer on?'. He pulled out of me and said 'Too fucking right it would, raw is better and you know you want it', and he then leant down and playfully bit my arse cheek. I was all caught up in just being ridiculously horny and taking a little inspiration from the porn on the TV monitor, I reached between my legs to feel for his dick and I peeled off the condom for him and threw it to the side. I started to shake my arse for him and he let out a 'hmmmm you filthy little boy' and I guided his dick back inside me. In that moment, I was legitimately shocked at how different bareback felt, skin on skin felt so much better and as he pushed himself inside me, asking me if I wanted him to breed me. My inner whore came out and begged for him to fill my arse up with every last drop and he started to pick up the pace and I was throwing my arse back on his dick like my life depended on it. Whilst all this was happening, I was getting hit with thoughts of finally taking bareback dick, whilst also having no clue if he was clean or not and with him continuing to be verbal about breeding me, I found myself craving his cum and giving 0 fucks about the consequence. It didn't take long for him to bury his dick deep in my arse and he moaned so damn loud and I could feel his dick twitching and shooting his cum up my arse. Instinctively, I found myself saying 'breed me daddy, fill my arse with your cum, put it as deep inside of me as you can'. Once he'd come, I wanted to clean his dick off (I'd never done arse to mouth, found out I really like it lol) and he gave me a kiss before leaving the room. I got back to my hotel later that afternoon to take a nap and that was when some of the worries started to settle in, but it didn't last long as I felt so excited about finally getting barebacked and it feels so fucking good. Since then, I've been much more relaxed with condoms, I don't ask guys to use them and unless they bring it up, I take it raw and can honestly say it's been the best decision I've made!

My journey: So my Dad and I had moved across state to a new parish as my father was a minster, it was left evening and I was in my bedroom getting my IT stuff all set up when I looked out of my window and to my shock I could see right into my neighbours bedroom and what a sight, there was a guy naked fucking the life out of a young guy doggie style, I couldn’t take my eyes off as this guy was smashing the young guy’s butt, I immediately sprung a boner as I watched I knew I shouldn’t but I was hooked. Then to my shock the guy fucking turned his head and waved at me, damn I’d been caught quickly dropping to the floor so he couldn’t see me. I pulled the blinds down and then did what any 18 year old had to do I dropped my pants and boxer and knocked one out, one of the most intense ejaculations I had ever had 😊. The next morning, I was eating breakfast with Dad when there was a knock at the door, my Dad answered the door and it was my neighbour shit this was going to be bad I thought. Dad came in and said Son this is Jon he’s a neighbour of ours, Dad offered Jon a coffee they started talking about normal crap then came a moment of panic when Jon asked Dad if I could give him a hand with some furniture moving, Dad said of course, thanks said Jon getting up Dad said come on Sam don’t keep Sam waiting. Once outside Jon said to me did you enjoy the show last night I squirmed and started to apologies, Jon said nothing to worry about I wont tell your Dad it’s our secret if your good!! We made it into his apartment and he was genuine about the furniture moving to my relief, once we had done I was heading out and Jon said hold on I have something for you I think you’ll like handing me a flash drive, I was later to find out it had a Trojan horse on it! I thanked him and left curious as to what was on it as any 18 year old would be. I waited for Dad to go to the church as soon as it was safe, I plugged the flash drive into my laptop and opened the file. Wow it was a video of Jon barebacking a twink I jumped on my bed quickly stripping and started wanking my cock, little did I know that Jon had control of my PC and was recording my every move until my cum erupted from my cock all over my chest and face. Wow that was intense!! Later on that day an email came through and it was Jon, then the penny dropped, as I opened the file it showed me watching him breeding the twink and me cumming all over myself. The email read, this will go nowhere if you do as I say if not its going to your Dad and will be posted to all your friends on social media, simple choice be over at mine at 8pm if your late it will be posted. Jon I had no choice, so I made a lame excuse to Dad and went over to Jon’s butterflies where tying my stomach in knots as I knock on his door. Jon opened in the door dressed in a robe as I entered, he said, pleased you could make it, you made the right choice, don’t worry your only here to watch Sam. As we walked into the main living room, I was greeted with the sight of a young black Twink who introduced himself as Leon. Sam, Leon and I are going to put on a web show tonight and you are our guest to watch live, I had a sense of relief. Come on Leon, Sam lets go and put on a show for our customers, we all made the way to Jon’s bedroom once inside Jon told me where to stand and disrobed damn he was hung and ripped, 200 pounds of pure muscle with a 9 inch fat cock and low hanging balls all hairless with a thick silver cock ring and I noticed a scorpion tattoo just above his cock. Leon quickly shed his clothes and was so petite 110 Lbs wet (not a single ounce of fat on him and completely hairless) in comparison to Jon, Leon’s cock was about the same size as Jon’s but looked bigger on his small frame, I was instantly hard. Jon said to me is all good if you need to knock one out Sam. I said no I’m good thanks. Jon, handed me a camera and said I could help with the filming, he also handed me a mask and told me to put it on to protect my identity, remember anything I say to you is not a request you know what will happen if you don’t I’ll press send and your photos will go viral 😊. With that Jon and Leon faced me and spoke whilst I was filming, Jon said guys this is Leon he’s here to give up his hole to my Poz seed, Leon are you excited, Leon said yes can’t you tell as he flicked his hard black cock for the camera, Jon told me to get close to Leon's cock and see the pre-cum oozing from his slit. Next Leon jumped on the bed and did a series of poses for the camera, my cock had never been so hard and a wet patch was showing through trackies. Leon then got on his knees and swallowed Jon’s cock all the way down his throat as Jon started face fucking him, this was quickly followed by the pair of them 69ing with Leon on top whilst Jon eat his hole slipping one, two then three fingers in and stretching him all the time little Leon was moaning in pleasure, finally saying please fuck me Jon I can’t wait any longer, Jon flipped Leon on his back and swallowed his cock whilst finger fucking his hot hole, soon enough Leon yelled I’m going to cum and I focused in on his cock in Jon’s mouth and could see the pulsing of his shaft as Leon ejaculated into Jon’s mouth. Jon quickly got Leon on his back exposing his twink boy hole and spat Leon’s cum on his hole, there you go cum lube Jon said as he lined up his hard throbbing cock and said tell me you want Daddy’s Poz cock to breed you Leon, YES, YES please fuck me, with that in one hard thrust the whole of Jon’s cock was balls deep and he started power fucking Leon’s hole as he moaned, they switched positions a number of times with Jon saying I’m close Leon tell me again what do you want, Leon said breed me seed me with you Poz cum fucking seed me deep. Jon then positioned Leon on all fours and slammed into his gapping boy hole and trust so hard and then said I cumming take in Boy and he breed Leon deep, almost on cue me cock lost control and I started cumming in my trackies. When Jon finally pulled his cum covered cock from Leon’s hole, he told Leon to push the cum out, the sight was amazing the contrast of white Poz cum against Leon’s black bubble but, Jon then licked up his cum and feed it with a passionate kiss into Leon’s mouth. Leon turned to the camera and said he’s had his first Poz seed and I think he’s hooked. Okay Sam you can switch off now which I did. Leon help clean up Sam he’s had an accident. Sam take the mask off now you don’t need it as Leon pulled down my trackies and licked up all the cum from my cock and legs all the time my cock was hard, he then swallow my cock down his throat the sensation was hard to describe and soon enough I could feel my balls tighten and the tingling sensation at the head of my Virgin cock and soon I started cumming into Leons mouth ropes and ropes of cum, when it finished Leon started kissing me and feeding me my salty pure cum. Excellent boys as I turned I could see Jon had the camera in hand nicely done that great footage. Jon said, see Sam nothing to be scared about and you know you loved it, now go home and I’ll be in contact soon. As soon as I got home I was relieved that Dad was out so I had a shower and logged onto my PC to find another email from Jon titled your journey is just starting, I opened the attached file which showed me in full face framed with my cock cumming in Leons mouth and the passionate kissing at the end, I was horrified but realised choices were no longer mine. My training The next day I woke to my Dad calling me so I rushed downstairs and Dad said there’s a friend of your at the door somebody called Leon, he also said how pleased he was that I had made new friends, I could feel my face redden as little did Dad know that the evening before I had cummed in Leons mouth and filmed him getting breed with Poz seed. Dad said Leon has asked if you could go over to his place while his parents are away and I said yes sure, so go and have fun. I invited Leon in and we went to my room and I asked him what was he thinking and Leon said he was under instructions from Jon now get a small bag to make it look legit we are expected at Jon’s, I did just that and we headed out the door and went round the back of Jon’s once inside Jon come on Sam you have a long day ahead. Jon led me by the hand and I was expecting to go to his bedroom instead he led us down into his basement, well basement it was more of a dungeon. Once inside he said come on boys strip and both Leon and I shed our clothes, I was the complete opposite to Leon so pale and were he said hairless I had a bush of pubic hair and a treasure trail. Okay Sam time to make you look the part, Jon raised my hand cuffed my wrist and attached to some pully’s and then raised me so I was on tip toes, okay you’re not going anywhere and by the looks of your ragging hard on you are just were you want to be Sam. As I hung there Leon set up camera all round and started filming. Okay Jon said we need to get all this nasty hair off your skinny twink body, Leon came over and started covering my pit and pubic hair in shaving foam then Jon started shaving me smooth, soon enough I was being washed down showing my hairless body, the monitors in the room showed every stroke of the razor. Okay lets do his bubble butt, I was lowered slightly then they attached ankle straps and then chains my legs where spread and I was lowered down and my wrist locked to floor hooks, as I looked up at the screen I could clearly see my pink rosebud on display, Jon then shaved any hair from my virgin boy hole, they next got some oil and oiled my slim body all over Leon was paying great attention to my cock and balls milking my cock as he went, at the same time I could feel Jon’s fingers pushing at my ring then slowly a finger went in the sensation was incredible as I was being finger fucked first one then two then three fingers stretching my hole, it was to much and my cock erupted the biggest orgasm of my life all over Leons face. Jon’s finger came out and he said that’s enough for now, and I knew that I wanted to be a bottom boy cum hound.

Chapter 8 Jason and Tyler spend the the remainder of the weekend fucking Jake and filling him with their toxic loads. When Sunday evening arrives they begin to get ready to head back to the city, Jake starts to put on his clothing but is abruptly stopped by his father. “You’ll continue to wear the jock until we instruct you otherwise”, his father says sternly. “Now pack your bags and get in the car”. Jake quickly does as he’s told. Soon after he and his father begins there drive back to the city and Tyler follows behind driving separately. Jake, hungry for his fathers dick, opens up his father’s pants and begins sucking. Jason, wanting to savor the attention his dick is getting, drives slowing on the backroads to avoid attention. However, before long a patrol car comes up behind from behind. ‘Shit, get back in your seat!’ Jake’s dad exclaims as he fumbles to zip his pants. Jason pulls over the the officer soon approaches the car and Jason rolls down his window. “Good evening, sir. I noticed you were swerving a bit back there and now I see why”, the officer says while glancing over at Jake. “Yeah, my son and I are just coming back from a fun weekend at the lake and I just got a bit distracted while driving” Jason says. “Your son, huh?”, the officers says as he assesses the men, observing Jakes in the jockstrap and Jason’s engorged bulge in his pants. “Are you ok son? The officer asks Jake. “Oh yes officer! I was had just been swimming at the lake before we left and didn’t have time to change out of my swimsuit”, Jake explains trying to avoid getting his dad in trouble. “Swimsuit huh? Why don’t you let me inspect that. Come around the car here.” The office instructs. Jake looks at his Dad and Jason gives him a nod. Jake does at the office tells him and get out of the car. The officer tells to put his hand on the side of the car and Jake complies. with Jake’s ass exposed, the officer slips his hand through the band of the jockstrap and slaps it against Jake’s smooth muscle ass. ‘Quite a *swimsuit*’, the officer states. ‘Gonna have to do some further inspection’. With that the officer take out a blue rubber glove and puts it on his hand. He groped at Jake’s ass then spreads his wide as Jake’s dad observes from the rear view mirror. “Oh fuck!”, the officer shouts in a big baritone voice as he opens Jake’s ass and see a river of cum flow out of it. He takes two fingers and inserts the in Jake and Jake moans as they are inserted. The officer pulls his fingers out and the rubber gloves are thickly coated with cum. He raises the finger to his nose and does and deep inhale. He instruct Jake’s dad to out of the car and Jason does as he is told. ‘What does this smell like to you sir’, the officer asks Jake’s dad. “Semen officer”, Jason responds. “That’s what it smells like to me too. You’re son has been a very dirty boy”, the officer says. “I know he has”, Jake’s dad says “How do you know”, the cop inquires “Because that’s my semen”, Jason’s responds with a devilish look. “You sick fuck” the officer almost whispers under his breath then looks back at the half naked young man against the car on the quiet country road. The officer licks his lips and starts playing with his crotch through is uniform. “Looks like your boy here lost a lot of cum during my inspection. I’m thinking he might need a refill. What do you think about that?” The officer ask as a puddle of cum forms of the ground from Jake’s ass. Jason’s eyes get wide. “Yes officer, my boy needs his hole filled” With the the officer undoes his uniform and reveals his huge cock. “Oh damn!” Jake utters as he catches a glimpse of the new dick. “His hole is tender officer. He’s been fucked many times this weekend.” Jason warns “Is that so?” The officer ask and then lines up his fat dick head with the cream filled hole and the slams his dick balls deep in one deep stoke. “FFUUUUCCCKKK!” Jake screams. “Scream all you want boy. No one is gonna hear you out here but your dad and he’s horny as fuck watching his boy get raped, aren’t you?” The officer says as he starts brutally fucking Jakes. Jason pulls out his dick and starts jerking off at the sight of his boy getting fucked. “My boy is hungry officer. He’s taken many loads this weekend”, Jason explains as he gets rock hard. “What’s he hungry for?” The officer ask. “Poz cum! His cunt is filled with it officer. My boy need to be converted”, Jake’s dad states as he furiously jerks his meat. “Oh fuck yeah! I can help out with that! I recently converted and the doctor says my viral load is extremely high”, the officers states as he pounds the lean muscle stud. His cock pistoning in and out of Jake’s hole and coated with cum. “fuck yeah! Knock my boy up! Jake’s dad pleas. “You want my poz load boy?” The officer ask Jake. “Yes please officer, convert my hole” Jake begs sweating profusely from the aggressive fuck. “Here comes my charged load! Aahhhhhgggg! “ the officers cock explodes into Jakes willing hole, overflowing his already flooded fuck chute. The officer pulls out and tells Jason to get in there. Jason does as he’s told. so turned on by the scene that has unfolded he lasts only a few more minutes in his sons slimy hole before his balls have worked up another massive charged load for his boy and then unleashes the venom seed deep in his sons cunt. After both men are done using Jake’s hole. Jake is instructed to clean off theirs dicks and he does so eagerly taking turns on each man’s dick to clean of ever drop of cum. Once done the officer slips his dick back into his pants and lets the men on their way. In the car Jake positions himself to allow has dad access to his hole and his dad proceeds to fingers his sons slimy cum filled cunt the remainder of the way home taking special care to rough up his sons already tend we hole with his fingernails.

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

I recently moved away from my super conservative family for college, and it has been an incredibly liberating experience. I've been (and still am) closeted, and I'm just now feeling comfortable enough to start exploring some of my desires. I've started playing with toys, and have also started hooking up using apps. But this past weekend, I took my first understall load - it took me a while (and drink or two) to muster up the courage to do this, but I got on sniffies and went to a known bathroom cruising spot and managed to make it happen. When I got to the place, the sniffies app said there was already someone there, and when I went in, there was indeed someone already in a stall. I went into the stall next to them, and took my pants off and started slowly jerking myself. After a minute or so, the guy got down on his knees and slid his dick under the stall. It was a good size, good length and not too thick, with a nice upward curve. My heart was pounding at this point - was this really happening? I got down on my knees and put it in my mouth - slightly musky, but in a good way. I started sucking, getting his dick nice and slick, and after a bit of sucking, I was ready. I turned around, and guided his cock into my hole. The guy didn't last long - he probably fucked me for all of a minute before he came. But as he was cumming, he whispered "yeah take my load you fucking faggot" and that did things to me - I felt a tingle deep inside me (and I don't mean his cum flooding my hole 😂) and an incredible rush. I had never been called a faggot in this context before, and it felt electric. I'd never felt so alive before. It also just felt 'right' to me. I drove home rock hard and when I got home I jerked myself off to the most intense orgasm I'd ever had. Ever since then, I haven't been able to get that man's words out of my brain. I'm a fucking faggot, and I want men to cum in me. It's the only thing I think of now when I jerk off. Definitely going to be exploring these feelings more going forward

I met this beautiful 20-something Adonis at a bar Tuesday night. After telling him how beautiful he was, I asked if he wanted to cum over my place where we could get more intimate. “Yes,” his eyes sparkled with unmitigated lust. He followed me 3 car-lengths behind. No sooner were we in the apartment, than I cornered him against a wall, kissing him deeply, and grinding my hips into his crotch. I licked and bit and caressed his warm lips, felt the fullness of his cock growing against mine, sensed his youthful unsullied beauty blindly crying for defilement. Yes, I promised. It would be accomplished. I guided him to the bedroom, fumbling with his shirt as we went. I sat him down on the bed and continued to undress him, licking his tits and belly, slipped off his shoes and socks and jeans. Quickly, before he could dissent, his briefs came off, too. The sweaty, spermy scent of uninfected manhood wafted to my nostrils. I buried my face in his delectable crotch, mouthing his balls and inhaling his delicious masculine aroma. I licked relentlessly, eliciting louder and louder moans from his throat. I knew I was going to bareback him, even if he didn't, yet. I buried my face in his balls, then beneath them, inching further and further down, teasing my tongue into the lush crevice between his buns. "What are you doing?" he gasped! Young guys often have no idea of the power of rimming. I knew that he was on the verge of such sexual ecstasy that he would be unable to resist as I pumped hot poz jizz deep into his youthful gut. I pulled out all the stops, and thrust my tongue deep into his succulent hole, regarding it as a precious delicacy to be savored until all the flavor had been extracted. He moaned and thrust his ass into the air with abandon. I knew it was time. "I don't use condoms," I announced, as he ground his hips into my face. He went limp for a moment, contemplating the risks and rewards. When he moaned again, I knew I had his assent. I lubed up quickly and mounted him, raising his legs to my shoulders, a diseased ribbon of precum pointing the way to his prized, neg hole. Gently I entered him, thrusting in and out, each time penetrating him deeper, till at last my pubic hair brushed his ass cheeks. As I looked in his eyes, I suspected this was his first bareback fuck, and that my poz load would likely impregnate him. I fucked slowly and passionately, the way men are meant to ride boys, raw and deep, then faster and faster, plunging harder and vigorously, getting closer and closer to exploding my poison jizz deep within this beautiful man’s gut. My cock plugged him relentlessly, prepared to fertilize his virgin cunt with a potent load of poison man-sperm. I started to cum. I plugged his succulent ass so heartily that the bed squawked in protest. The boy’s head slammed against the headboard, but he was oblivious. He had a heated, vigorous stallion inside him, and all he wanted was cock. My raw jizz exploded, impregnating the innermost recesses of his gut, infiltrating his bloodstream, melding into every vital organ. I rammed him again and again, making sure he got every drop of poison I had to offer. His tight, puckered asshole devoured it greedily, not wasting a drop, wanting more and more. So I dry-fucked him twice more—each time his lacerated mancunt more receptive to my virus-laden spunk.

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.

Haven’t posted in awhile but been getting some good ass. Last week a bottom boy (40 yo) who likes to call me dad invited me over for some dad/son time. when I got there he was in a towel and we hugged and started kissing. Nice deep kisses. Got us both hard. I undressed and we got on the bed naked. Rubbing our cocks and bodies together we were kissing and so horny. He turned and was sucking my cock and moaning as he tasted my pre cum. I was playing with his cock and ass licking his balls and hole. I told him to get into doggie and he was ass against me in a second! I slid inside that warm hole. He was squeezing and pushing back. I grabbed his shoulders and shoved deep. I started to cum and went as deep as possible. He started to spasm too. We were cumming together. It felt fantastic. We were catching our breath and there was a knock on the door. “I invited another dad over to join us.” He said. Dad # 2 lay on the bed and put his Dick in the boys mouth. The boy was sprawled out on the bed sucking cock up and down with his ass up laying on his stomach. I started playing with it and mounting him again rubbed my cock hard between his cheeks. I got harder and entered him. nice and wet from my big load. Boy is sucking cock and getting fucked. I’m shoving my cock inside and pushing him into the cock he is sucking. Dad #2 doesn’t last long and is soon shooting a load in the boys mouth! That gets me harder inside him as I watch him swallow that load. I feel my balls tingle and I’m working on another load. He squeezes his hole and it gets me cumming. Nice load #2 deep inside his hole. I stay inside till I get soft. We kiss again and we get dressed. Can’t wait to see him again! Such a good son!

I have been in relationships where my man breeds others and has others breed me. It’s not all about sex. I think at the end of the day if your man cums home to you it’s all that matters.

Below is a hot story that was posted on the old bugshare site. I remember shooting a few loads to it. It's about a poz man in his late 20's who rents a room from a family. This story has everything taboo from poz/neg, stealthing, bug-chasing, gift-giving, incest play. I just love it. ....................... I still live at home with my parents and my little sister. I’m David, I’m 21, Gay, with a 16cm cock. About a year ago, we rented out the extra room in our house to a guy in his late 20s, Michael. I'm not sure what he does, but he's hot, keeps himself very fit, works out at the gym a lot. He has his own room with a separate entrance via the balcony and as well as a bathroom for his use so we don't disturb him in his privacy. In spite of these precautions, after a few weeks Michael didn't feel so much like an intruder or tenant, but more like a buddy or some like a member of the family. He ate with us, hung out with us in the evenings We all got along very well. Since he was that close, he was off limits for me to hit on. That is, until a week this winter. In one of my regular horny bouts I went cruising some of the clubs for guys. Already quite hammered at one point I noticed Michael dancing on the dance floor openly making out with a hot young guy. They were all over each other. I never knew Michael was gay! But here he was, grabbing ass, kissing deeply to loud music. In my drunken state for some reason I did not keep quiet but slurred at Michael what he was doing there and why he was making out with some random kid when he could have had the kid down the hall, at which I cheekily pointed both thumbs my way. He didn't seem very surprised to see me there, but trying to talk to me seemed to bore the hell out of his companion. The boy left and Michael had me sit down somewhere quiet. Damn, he was hot. A bit sweaty already, his abs glistening, the light fuss on his chest looking very inviting through the wife beater he was wearing. I could see part of a tattoo on his shoulder, but not what it was. Damn, I love tattoos. Looking back, I think he was waiting for my buzz to go down, keeping me off drinks, sensing me more conscious, he finally made his move. Did I mean what I told him on the dance floor? Hell, did I?!? I didn't even answer but moved closer to kiss him. Without any hesitation he kissed me back, pushing his strong tongue against my lips to open up to him, pulling my head to his with his hands behind my back. I moved my hands to his chest, first massaging, then pinching his nipples. As I dropped one hand to his lap, he pulled me up and towards the exit. No word was spoken. Hand in hand we left. We practically ran for the car and left for home. Never mind my family might notice. They were asleep by then, anyway. As Michael had his own entrance via his balcony in the backyard, we thought it wise to enter there. In his room he almost ripped the clothes off my body. There I was, in the same house as my parents, naked in front of the man we shared our house with. I was hard, naturally. Michael kissed me again, touched my body everywhere, pinched my nipples, which I love, and without a warning went down on my dick. Again, no words were spoken. We were just too horny to form any sensible words anymore. And we knew what we wanted. Leaving my hard dick Michael pushed me down in front of him. Intuitively, I knew what he wanted me to do. I did. His jeans were opened and fell down his muscular legs and I was face to face with his hard, veiny cock. No pants, that's nice! It was a real beauty, about 18cm, the head glowing purple and glistening from pre-cum. Not wasting any time kissing, I took it deep into my mouth in one go. Delicious! The salty fragrance filled my mouth, my nose pushed against the trim bush of his pubes, his hands on my head setting a quick rhythm. I did not resist, why should I? I wanted the very same thing. I must have sucked his dick for about 15 minutes, coating it with my saliva, making it slick. Michael stepped out of his jeans completely and gestured me to get onto the bed. I lay down on my back as the strong man crawled closer. Still, no words were exchanged, no word of status nor condoms. He just kissed me deeply once more and put his hard cock to my waiting hole. Damn, he was teasing me with it, moving it around my manhole, putting it to the opening, but never quite pushing in. I couldn't take it anymore and as he moved to the opening again, I pushed down a bit against the tip of his cock, The head slowly pushing my love-channel open. I moaned. Right then, he knew I was in and that's when he pushed forward. Slowly, sensually, he pushed his whole cock into my excited body, getting into a slow but steady rhythm, making sure we both got a lot out of this. This was more than a quick fuck, it was intimate and intense. I kept touching his body, my hands under the front of his wife beater, feeling up his muscular chest. Damn, this man was one hot piece of work. My legs in the air, me on top of him, him fucking me from behind. I could feel my stretched hole and his hard cock moving in and out, fucking me deeply, steadily, skin on skin. At one point when I was on my back again, he started a quicker beat, and I pushed back in time to show him I was along for the same end. He grabbed onto my shoulders pushing me down on the length of his dick, ever deeper. The silence was broken: "David, I will cum inside of you." I could only moan, completely unable to express anything in a sensible sentence. "Take my cum, David, you hot little slut boy." He moaned, I loved the intense expressions on his face as he released in my hole. I swear I could feel the cum flowing out. His hand moving closer to my own hard cock was enough to send me off, cum sprayed all over my belly and chest, he scooped it up and let it drip into my mouth slowly, his cock still in me. Only after five minutes did he roll off me. I snuggled into him and we slowly fell asleep. The next morning at some time between five and six, I woke up, remembering I should probably better go to my room. It was already light outside and a little light fell in through the shut windows. Michaels wife beater was all ruffled, baring the tattoo beneath: biohazard. That night I hardly slept at all. We must have returned home at some point between 2 and 3 in the morning, I couldn't have slept for more than an hour in his bed. Having seen his tattoo and knowing what it might mean, I was unable to fall asleep anymore. After throwing myself around in bed for quite some time, I switched on the TV to keep my mind from working at high speed. Did the tattoo mean what I thought it meant? Would he do that to me? It couldn't, he wouldn't. He probably just liked the design, or maybe he liked that horrible metal band. But then again, he is gay, he fucked me bare. What if he does that with anyone? How do I know that he doesn't slut around? How do I know that what we did was an exception? But, hell, it was really fantastic, wasn't it? Thinking back, condoms would have definitely destroyed the mood. Had I ever thought of them. I mean, we should have used them, they all tell us we should. But there is no way we would have. We were just too horny. But would I do it again? In my room a took my laptop to the bed, surfing for biohazard tattoos. Could Michael really be positive? Why didn't he tell me? Unconsciously, the pictures I clicked became skimpier and skimpier, and more and more of erotic matter. Damn, they do look hot, don't they? How many of these half naked, or rather: half erect, men are HIV positive? They sure did not look sick. Quite the opposite. They were hot. I'd them. Would I? Thinking about it, I realized in a way I already did. And Michael could keep up with the best of them. No, he didn't appear sick, either. He was positively healthy. If he managed to look like that, how much risk could I have taken? Even if he actually was positive, he seemed to get along alright. Over time I calmed down more and more, my hand on my dick having quite a part in my relaxation. Horny as I was, I knew I'd do him again. Any way he wanted. There was no way I'd turn down such a hot fucker literally down the hall. So there I was, horny, Fuck, I needed to get some. And I know where to get it. Just five minutes later I lightly knocked at Michael's door... It only took Michael 3 seconds to get to the door and open it. The door wasn't even opened by the time I had my tongue in Michaels mouth. I pushed myself into the room, Michael in front of me having to walk backwards, shutting the door with my foot. Michael didn't put up any resistance, at a quick glance I could tell he was in the mood. There was porn on the TV and lube on his nightstand. Seems he expected a solo night and got something better. I didn't need long to have my hands down his pants and slowly stroke his beautiful dick. It was already hard to begin with, so all I did was taking over the jerking. Stopping kissing for a moment I looked down to see a drop of pre cum forming on the head, looking delicious. So I slowly kissed down Michaels body, taking off his wife beater in the process, pulling down his pants, to eventually land my tongue on the ever-growing drop on his dick head. It tasted fantastic. I knew right then that I wouldn't stop before I got a whole lot more of his tasty dick secretions. Like a starving man I took his cock into my mouth, twirling my tongue around his shaft, licking his balls, worshiping his manhood. All this time Michael was completely silent. First surprised by my sudden appearance, then taken aback by my attack on his body, then fascinated by my horniness and will to pleasure him. But then he broke the silence, "I knew you'd come back, you slut!" I could only answer by trying to get more of his manhood down my throat. He helped me by putting his hands onto my head and pushing me down on himself, forcing more and more of his dick into me, choking me. I loved it. I loved the taste in my mouth, the steady stream of pre cum from his slit. I loved his forceful side taking over. I loved being on my knees in front of the man who shared the house with me and my family. I loved the little bit of doubt in the back of my head, the thoughts and fears of the morning pushed back into the furthest alleys of my conscience by reckless horniness. At that very moment I was all horniness, but there was this feeling of taboo, of crossing a line as well. Tears were forming in my eyes from being choked. Michael must have known my slight discomfort, as he forcefully pulled me of his cock and towards the bed. I was still fully dressed, so Michael almost ripped my jacket and shirt of me. As he started pulling on my shoes I quickly loosened my pants, allowing Michael to quickly tear them down my legs. In no time he was on top of me, kissing me deeply, our tongues wrestling, our cocks rubbing against each other. His hand found my dick with a soft tickle. The tickling concentrated on my balls, moving upward toward the head, then turned into jerking. I was hard as a rock and my hips started a rhythm pushing my dick into his fist. He hardly had to even move his hand. Separating our lips, Michael slowly kissed down my body. Starting with soft, sensual kisses on my neck, toward my chest, sucking on my hardening nipples. There he remained for some time, enjoying the feel of my nipples on his tongue and teeth, me enjoying his tongue and teeth on my nipples. At the same time, he kept his hand at my cock, my hips still moving in their ancient evolutionary rhythm. Eventually he kissed further down, taking some time at my belly button, then kissing inward in my hips, first left, then right, teasing me. Slow kisses from the sides toward my cock, never quite arriving. He took one hand to my ass, first slapping it in a harsh contrast to the soft touches of his lips in the front. Then he put a finger to my hole. Just as he slipped it in, his mouth found my cock. As his lips touched my dick head, a finger slid into me from behind. I was ecstatic, I moaned, I didn't know which way my hips should move: forward into his mouth or backward into his finger. Instinct knew what to do: both. I pushed my ass back unto his fingers then jerked forward into his mouth. The same rhythm I was in before, only more intense by being penetrated and penetrating. Michael slipped his fingers out of me to get some lube on them. His face was still on my cock, and has his hands reached for the lube I knew what he wanted to do and handed it to him. His mouth didn't even need to leave my cock and he didn't need to speak a word. Horny minds think alike. His lubed fingers got even deeper into my hole, opening it, more fingers sliding in, two, three. In the front, Michael was chewing on my balls by now, licking of the pre cum from my dick head once in a while. Then he pulled his fingers out of me turned around and put his cock to my mouth, never lifting his mouth from my crotch. I loved it. The feeling of my cock in his mouth while having his in mine. But Michael quickly tired of 69ing, threw himself around and pulled me on top of him. His hands pushed my down on his body until my ass was hovering above his hard dick. Even without his demanding hands I would have backed up onto his dick. The moment when the wet head slowly pushed my hole open was intense. I moaned out loud (in the back of my mind a voice tried to remind me of my parents down the hall and to keep the noise down). As he entered me ever deeper, Michael pulled my lips to his. The kiss went on until all of his dick was embedded into my hole. I started to move up and down on it and enjoyed the feeling of fullness and fulfillment. But Michael stopped me mid-movement. He held me up in the air, then pushing his crotch upward and fucking into me from below. Even working against gravity Michaels was fucking me with intense force, pushing all of his cock into me each time. He kept it up for an impressive time, but eventually he pushed me onto my hands and knees and fucked me from behind. From this position I could see myself in a mirror on the wall. And more importantly I could see Michael fucking me, his face contorted in lust. He noticed too and looked deeply into my eyes while giving me the fuck of my life. I moved my hand to my cock, but he slapped my hand away. He wouldn't have it. So he had me get on my back, with my head hanging down the edge of the bed, toward the mirror. His hand found my cock, his cock found my hole and he fucked and jerked us closer and closer to climax. "Do you want it?", he asked. "Yeah", I grunted. "I will fuck my load into you, are you close?" "Ugh", I felt my orgasm approaching. My body must have jerked, as Michael senses I was cumming. He sped up his fucking and just as cum started squirting from my dick I could see his face get red and through his clenched teeth he grunted: "Here comes Johnny!" There we lay in the afterglow. The passion and lust turning from aggressiveness to more tender hugs. With the worst of my horniness gone, the fog of lust gone, a question found its way from the back of my mind to my mouth: "Michael, you are positive, aren't you?" Kissing my brow, Michael breathed a shallow: "Yes." So there I was, poz cum in my hole, the second load in two days. Michael kissed me and hugged me tight, so any thoughts of getting to the bathroom and cleaning it out quickly vanished. And I had taken another one without getting it out again anyway. It seemed the deed was done. Thing was, I wasn't all that bothered. Right there, at that moment in Michaels arms it felt right. His body was warm, hot even, and out kisses started gaining passion again. "So, do you mind?" Michael asked. All I could answer was "I'm not sure. Yet." His hand found my cock at full attention again. "I know at least part of you doesn't." His hand moved up and down on my betraying dick. In a sudden, his mouth was around it. I know what being hungry for cock feels like, but I was still surprised at the vigor of this blow job. His fingers crawled to my hole while his mouth was filled with my dick. They found my slick hole ready for entry. In no time two fingers entered me and pushed in and out, opening my hole once again. He used both hands to pull at my hole, stretching it, then putt three fingers in and rubbed my insides raw. He had me. "Up for another go?" He didn't even wait for my answer. Nor did he need to. I fell forward into a nice doggy position, my ass up in the air, ready for the taking. Michael was already halfway inside of me when I said "Go for it!" Was I fucking crazy? He had just told me he had HIV and I welcomed him into again, bareback no less? The passion and lust of that moment is hard to explain. I guess part of me figured that the deed was done and one more load wouldn't matter. The other half was either giving a damn or getting off on the doubts and risk. Not that I really could think clearly with Michael in me. The more he got into me, the less I cared and the hornier I got. I caught myself moaning, then noticing that it wasn't really moaning, it was rhythmic chant, a mantra, if you will, "Fuck. Me. Fuck. Me. Fuck. Me." and so on. Michael did. Slow deep strokes. Hard strokes. Then half a minute of really fast hard fucking. Slapping my butt. Then repeat. It drove me wild with lust. He hard dick hit my prostate again and again, bringing me close to cumming. Michael sensed and slowed down, stretching out our lovemaking (was it lovemaking?). Eventually, Michael was at the point where he wanted us to cum. So he worked my prostate again with hard strokes, fucking the cum out of it. Just as I was in the process of cumming, Michael moaned: "Are you ready to get some more of my poz cum?" "Ugh" "Are you ready to get pozzed?" "Fuck me." "Are you?" "Yes! Fuck me! Poz me! Fuck me! YES!" It was the passion speaking, I was far gone. The orgasm was mine, though. It was intense. In the mirror I could once again see Michael tense up, and as he grabbed my butt and plowed deep into me, cumming he shouted "Take my poz cum, David!". I hoped my parents hadn't heard. I woke up several hours later, with two poz loads still in my hole. Michael was beside me on sleeping face down. The biohazard tattoo was now in clear view. It was beautiful, deep black with a blood red lining. I traced its lines as I thought about its meaning. Michael must have felt, as he started moaning softly. I couldn't see whether his eyes were open but I didn't stop touching his beautiful back. First I gave him a light massage, but moved my head closer to get his sexy fragrance. I was close to his tattoo when I sensed him definitely waking up. So I started kissing his back, more specifically, the tattoo. Just as I had retraced the lines with my fingers I now retraced it with kisses and my tongue. It was like acknowledging what we had done and that I loved it. He knew and asked: "You like my tattoo, don't you?" "It's really well done - and it's hot." "One of these days you may want one of your own. You definitely deserve one." I had to let those words sink in. "You know that I'm neg right?" "I wouldn't be too sure about that now. And the way you're picking up guys and taking them raw..." "Did you know my status?" "I guessed it from your reaction yesterday, but who am I to ask? If someone is up for fucking, that's that. Don't ask, don't tell. But I'm glad you came back." He was right. I made choices, once drunk, Twice super-horny. But nevertheless I chose every time to have sex with him. And the last two times could not be excused with ignorance. I knew it and I chose it. It was still quite a shock to admit to it. My mouth was still on his tattoo. I couldn't stop adoring it. "When did you get it, Michael?" "The tattoo or the bug?" "Both, I guess" "The tattoo about two years ago, the bug about 4." "How did you get HIV?" "Like this, from sex. I knew what I was doing, knew the risk and knew the pleasure. So I was okay with the diagnosis." "Do you know who gave it to you?" "No. See, I fucked around a lot back then, and still do. I was at gang bangs every other weekend and gave my ass up for everyone who was there quite a few times. Not mentioning all the poz or pozcum-filled asses I've fucked myself." "You if you hadn't hooked up with me, you'd have taken that boy home?" "Him, some other one, there is always someone for a versatile guy" "You mean for a hot versatile guy as you are." "Thanks, David. But you see, you proved my point. And you enjoyed it, judging from your coming back." "I did. So do you still go to gang bangs?" "Once in a while. You meet interesting people there." I didn't understand then what he meant. "All bare?" "Sure enough. I'd hate wasting all that cum. You're quite intrigued by it, aren't you? Have you ever been in a gang bang?" "No. I once made out with two guys, kissing, groping, but nothing more. It was hot though." He turned around and stroked my half-erect cock. "So, would you like to change that and actually have a threesome?" "Only with people I could trust....but I might know a guy up for it." I knew James thought Michael was hot. I knew James would be horny enough to be up for it (as long as he didn't cum). But James didn't know about Michael's status, I had never told him. Should I? Would he mind? Michael had his mouth on my cock again by then. His saliva was all over it. Suddenly he asked me to lie down on my back. My dick was rock hard and was sticking up. Michael gave it a few more sucks and spat on it. Then he sat down on it. To see the guy who lived with my family moving his hole down my raw hard cock, to see his passionate expressions as he did was super hot. He loved getting fucked just as much as fucking. My hands were on his tight ass in no time, his mouth and mine locked in a kiss. He did all the work, taking my dick as deep as it got, moving in a heavy rhythm. I knew the difference between safe and bare fucking, having done both, but at that moment I understood why people would do nothing else then raw, natural sex. At that moment I knew why people took so much risk just for feeling skin on skin. And I understood it even better just a few seconds later, when I filled Michael with a load of cum. The next afternoon I didn't have much to do, so I walked over to James' house. I was both horny and nervous. James sensed something was up right away. I guess it was the sex, he has this eery sex-detector going. So I told him. I told him about spending another night with Michael, about switching positions and how much I enjoyed being with him, how hot he makes me and how uninhibited I tend to be with him. And I told him about being found out by my sister. That really got his attention. He'd always had the hots for her and he made me tell him everything about the conversation. I wanted to leave things out, but he kind of managed to fill the blank spots. He was intrigued. He wouldn't let go of the topic, and in an attempt at changing it I spurted out "Michael asked me about threesomes." "What?" "He asked me whether I ever had one or ever thought about having one?" "So...did you?" "Nope, but I kinda like the idea." "Well, I did and it's hust as hot as you think." "You did? Why did you never tell me? I never thought there was a guy open to that, let alone two." "Sure I did. It's intense! You can suck one and fuck one. Or you are in someone and someone's in you. You should try it, nudge, nudge." "Are you saying this to get to fuck Michael?" "Ha. You really know me, dude." "Jackass!" I liked the idea, though. I know both of them, I've had sex with both of them. There probably is no better way of starting with group fun than this. I know Michael'd be game, James is already up for it, but there were still doubts in my mind. Me fucking Michael is alright, but would I be ok with James doing it as well? On the other hand: Michael already told me he was fucking with lots of guys. So why was I even jealous? But there was another thing: would I tell James about the risks? I didn't. I thought about it, but felt it's not ok to expose Michael without him knowing. And at that point it wasn't as if it was really about to happen. Unfortunately, nothing happened for a few days. No sex with Michael and no sex with James. On friday, I told my family (and Michael) I was going to stay at James'. Michael knew that I was considering James as the third guy. At James' we were set up with booze, video games and porn, to be consumed in that order. The booze seriously hampered our success at the games, but we reveled in the chance of safe drunk-driving at GTA. It got boring soon, though, and we dropped our clothes and put in some nice bisexual porn, bareback of course. Commenting on the girl's tits, the guys' cocks and jacking our dicks furiously, we got extra-horny. Just as I was about to go down on James the doorbell rang. James threw on some pants and returned with Michael just a minute later. I couldn't even stop the porn on the screen. There was a big on James' face. I knew what he was thinking. And Michael was catching up fast. "So that's what you boys have been up to..." He said. "Would you mind if I joined?" James stared at me, looking for a sign of approval and he found it when my mouth twitched, forming a smile. Wasting no time, he span around to Michael and dropped to his knees, hands on Michael's crotch. Michael: "My, you are a needy one, aren't you?" Then he looked right at me and grinned as James started massaging his dick through his jeans. You could see the outlines of his fleshy tool through the clothing. Even more, when James began kissing the hardness from root to head, leaving trails of saliva all over the crotch of Michael's jeans. He slowly pulled down the zipper and unbuttoned the jeans. Michael's dick sprang from the dropping pants, no underwear, nothing left between a hard cock and James' hungry mouth. At this point I lost all interest in the porn on the TV, all my attention was focussed on my best friend giving my lover (?) a blow job. And I knew how good James' blow jobs can be if he's really into it. He loves his tongue swirling around a hard cock, licking it from bottom to top and down again, slowly tracing the dick-head, or chewing on the balls. But what he really craves is pre cum and cum. He is crazy for it, the taste makes his blow jobs more and more intense and aggressive, when in the end he is switching between deep throating and sloppy licking all over the recipient's dick. So after James worked some pre cum out of Michael's cock, his cycle started: deeper and deeper the cock went in his mouth, more and more saliva was thickly coating it, and his tongue was licking out saliva and pre cum, making him ever hornier. Michael loved it. He didn't even bother to move his hands to James head, he just stood there, legs wide apart, and enjoyed. The sight got me horny, my hand found its way to my dick, but it wasn't enough. I stood up to stand next to Michael, leaning in for a kiss. While Michael and I were kissing deeply, James moved over to my cock, licking up the pre cum already glistening on its head. For a few minutes he switched back and forth, sucking Michael and sucking me, but it wasn't enough. He wanted us both. So he pulled at both our cocks so they were touching and slowly slid his lips over both our dick heads. I've never felt such a thing, Michael's cock next to mine in the confines of James' mouth while his tongue swirled around all the time. I loved it! Michael's hands were all over me by then and we were still kissing deeply. I knew this night was going to be good and would more than make up for the last few days. But I didn't want to cum yet. I pushed Michael down on the couch and pulled off his jeans. Now both James and I were sucking on Michaels cock and kissed each other around it. Then I turned to James' rear and pulled his pants down as well. My hands touched his already hard dick while I started rimming his fuck hole. It was twitching already, a clear sign James was super horny. I pushed my tongue deeper into him, and put a finger in as well. I was opening him up. But Michael had a different idea. He stood up, his white t-shirt still on, and left James head on the couch without anything to suck on, and stood behind me. Without much ado, Michael put his cock to my ass and pushed it in, the only lubricant being James' saliva. It hurt at first, but he knew how to make the pain really pleasurable. Soon, his whole shaft was inside of me, then pulled out all the way and rammed back in. I could only moan into James' ass. Apparently he appreciated the vibration of my moans, as he pushed back on my face. I wanted more. Like a dog I slowly crawled onto James, Michael following me, never missing a beat, and slowly pushed into James' saliva-lubricated hole. I was sandwiched between two hot bodies, one fucking me deeply, one being fucked by me. Fuck, it was good! Michael grabbed onto James hips and enforced a rhythm on all of us, pushing me even deeper into James' willing fuck hole. Michael's dick head hit my prostate from behind, driving me ever closer to orgasm, with no way of slowing down, he kept pushing me back onto him by pushing James onto my cock. I felt the cum boiling up in my balls, let out a moan and came deep into James. For a while, Michael continued the action, but I needed a break. So we broke it off, James quickly turned around to clean my cock and get some of the cum still leaking from it and Michael pulled out of me, his cock still hard. James was already looking at it hungrily. "Do you want it?" Michael asked him. James I sat down on the couch to catch my breath, ames jumped forward, swallowing Michael's dick whole. Coated with my ass juices and now my saliva, Michael's poz fuck stick disappeared into my friends face. This time Michael was more active and aggressive. He grabbed James' head and held him down on his cock, choking him - James didn't mind. Then Michael just held James in place and really fucked his face in the same rhythm in which he fucked my ass just a minute before. James cock was still hard, he enjoyed being used this way. After fucking his face for a while, Michael pulled out and slapped James' face with his dick, saliva and his poz pre cum leaving traces on it. When Michael forced him to turn around, pushed his head into my crotch and his own tongue up James' butt hole, James gave up all control and just let the pleasure happen. My dick was still soft, but James knew what he had to do. While Michael was sucking his man cunt, he began licking at my balls, then my shaft. I knew it would take a little longer, but the blow job would eventually get me hard again. Meanwhile, Michael pushed two fingers up James hole, fingering out some of the cum I deposited in there. He looked at the both of us and put his cum coated fingers to James' mouth. James licked them clean immediately, sucking the fingers in deeper. Michael wanked his cock with his other hand, smearing his pre cum all over it. I knew where this was heading and I didn't stop it. It was just too hot, too enticing. It was like a hot porno played out by two friends right in front of your face. Only, you could take part in it. I looked at James, who was visibly preparing for penetration and then looked at Michael. He looked me deep in the eyes as he slowly put his poz-precum covered dick to James' hole. It was twitching, waiting for its well-deserved cock. Michael grinned evilly as his dick head entered the well-fucked hole. James moaned as the poz cock filled his hungry body. He pushed back onto Michael, wanting him all inside of him. His eyes were closed, but Michael's eyes were staring at me like he was saying: "See what I'm doing? I'm poz-fucking your best friend. Bareback!" By this time I was hard again. Whether it was the hot sex going on in front of me, the secret I still kept from my best friend, or his hungry mouths action on my cock - I don't know. All I know that I was fucking horny and took initiative. Just as Michael had done, I slapped my cock on James' face or rubbed it all over it. More trails of pre cum were left on his face, so I leaned forward and licked his face all over. James meanwhile was moaning, completely oblivious to what I was doing. Michael was fucking into him hard, pulling all the way out and fucking it all the way in again, straining James' sphincter and fuck chute. Only when I kissed James on his mouth, he snapped out of it, opened his eyes and kissed me back instantly. His hand flashed to my dick and began wanking it. I could see the ecstasy in his eyes. When he felt pre cum leaking from my slit, James immediately put his mouth on it to get the taste. This left me laying back on the couch, looking at Michael's rhythmic fucking. His eyes were closed by now as he concentrated on the pleasure of his sloppy second on James' hole. At times, he was stopping deep in James, not moving a bit, so he wouldn't cum, holding out as long as he could. As that happened I thought I could see some slight movement of his shaft, as if he was so close to orgasm that more pre cum or even bits of cum were flowing through it. The thought of how James' insides by now were coated with my cum and Michael's pre cum was driving me wild, though I cannot tell whether in a good or a bad way (or whether the two were actually the same). Remembering how hot the sandwich fuck was, moved behind Michael and started licking his hole. He surprised me by pulling out of James all the way and pushing into my mouth. I licked of my own cum, the ass juiced and Michael's pre cum, covering it in turn with my saliva, so he could push it back into James. As he did that I fingered his hole and spread it. When I knew he was ready I lined up my dick and slowly slid in. Michael held still for a moment. When I was in all the way, I held onto James' hips the way Michael did before and fucked them both. Michael twitched up and down my cock and at the same time fucked deep into James. And I controlled it all. When I felt Michael getting close, though, I'd stop moving, not rushing things, of not wanting to actually have him cum in James. I still felt Michael's body contracting, though, which was very hot. I kissed Michael's neck and whispered words of appreciation into his ear. I really liked the guy and I enjoyed even sharing him. My jealousy was gone and its place was taken over by a stronger feeling of closeness. Fucking like this for a while brought us all closer and closer to orgasm. I tried to gauge James' pleasure and not let him cum to early, knowing that that would effectively end the night. But I also needed to concentrate on Michael. When I eventually sensed James getting to close, I had us stop. Michael had to slowly pull out, as I pulled out of him. James was still extremely horny and immediately began sucking on my dick, licking off the taste of Michael's poz hole. He wanked Michael at the same time and then sucked us in turns. He was like a bitch in heat, like a dirty whore. I spat into his face and told him to sit down on my dick. So I sat on the couch as James' ass hovered above me. Facing me, he slowly took all of my shaft in. Michael soon had his cock between both our mouths again. So while I was fucking James, or rather James was fucking himself on my cock, both of us licked and sucked Michael. He slapped his dick in both our faces and let some salive drop onto us once in a while. There appeared a grin on his face, he took a step back and stood behind James. Then I felt his fingers on my cock. Rather: I felt them along my cock in James' hole. He was fingering James while I was fucking him! Then I felt his tongue on my balls, licking up to James' cunt, applying more and more saliva, pushing it in with his fingers. James was going crazy. Suddenly, I felt neither Michael's tongue nor his fingers, but soon after I felt something big against my dick, and pushing into James alongside of me. Fuck, Michael wants to double-fuck James! It didn't quite work, though, James was tightening up and Michael couldn't get in. Michael left the room for a second and returned with a bottle in hand. He held it to James' nose and said "Inhale deeply, bitch!". As James did just that, I felt him relax. At that moment, Michael pushed his cock against James ass again. This time he managed to get it in. I felt him slowly sliding up against me, the already tight ass accommodating both our cocks. We were packed tight! It was amazing! I looked at James, who's eyes were glassy, part tears, part ecstasy. Michael kept feeding him poppers, which, as I kissed James, also effected me a bit. All I could think about was fucking the tight hole being fucked by Michael. I could hear Michael moaning out "Take it, you dirty little bitch! Do you like that? Do you like getting double fucked? Do you like our bare cocks in your overpacked tight hole?" James could only moan his approval. Michael kept going on "You will get it. You will get both our cum deep inside that nasty hole of yours." James was twitching around us: he wanted it. The tightness, the twitching, the talk got us ever closer to climax. I sensed the signs of it in James and this time I wouldn't stop, even if I could. Michael sensed it, too, and fucked him with even more fervor. His cock rubbing against mine and James' motion on my cock pulled me with them. Michael spat out once more: "Take it, James, take my cum." As I felt Michael cum right next to me, covering my cock and James' insides with his poz cum, James and I couldn't hold back. I came inside of him as well, mixing my cum with Michael's poz load. James was fucked out. He could hardly talk and quickly fell asleep. Michael and I relaxed watching porn, also not talking for a while. Soon Michael's hand was on his cock, which got hard immediately. I quickly followed suit so were both stroking out cocks watching three guys doing it bare. Two of the men had biohazard tattoos and they were topping a young looking twink. James was still passed out, but Michael and I were looking at each other hungrily. Soon my head was between Michael's thighs and I was giving him a sloppy blow job. I could still taste cum on it, but also something else. A tinny flavor. Blood. We must have ripped James pretty good, looking at his hole, I could see the cum leaking out was slightly pink. For some reason this made me even hotter for Michael's cock. I deep throated him, sucked on his balls, spat on the shaft until the taste was completely gone. Then he drew me in for a deep kiss. Our tongues were all over each other, our hands on each others cocks and asses. Michael nibbled on my ear and then whispered: "Did you enjoy stealthing your best friend? 'Cause I sure did." Stealthing? So that's what we did? Michael continued whispering: "I'm sure it's going to take, we tore him up good." His cock got even harder as he spoke his dirty mind. Small pangs of bad conscience troubled me, but every time I thought about how I probably helped infecting my best friend with a deadly disease, Michael's hand and mouth made me feel so very good. It didn't take long for the guilt to be associated with the pleasure. The wrongness suddenly seemed so hot, so right. Thinking about how both our cocks had stretched James and opened him up for Michael's charged load made me even hornier. Michael noticed: "I see you did enjoy it. Once you yourself have the gift, you will know how hot it really is." For a moment I thought what a dirty fuck Michael was. First he picked me up at a club and even though he was practically family fucked me bareback with his infected dick. Then he made me accomplice in infecting my best friend. And now he was putting these thoughts into my brain. I should have been appalled, I should have been angry. But I was really just bloody horny. Soon I was turned over on the couch, Michael above me fucking his cock into my hole. This naughty, fucked-up man was playing me like a fiddle. While pushing all the right buttons, Michael kept whispering and moaning about stealthing and gifting and how I was a good apprentice. He really rammed into me as he panted "Do you think it will take? Do you think we pozzed him yet? Want to make sure?" He pulled out, walked over to James and stuck his dick in. "I'm going to make sure he gets it." This was so fucked up. This was so hot! I should have stopped him. I should have woken James up. Instead I leaned back, stroked myself and enjoyed the show. James was way out of it. Michael was giving him a good treatment, fucking in all the way, pushing in fast and forceful, trying hard to rip him up even more. But James did not wake up. At one point I wanted in as well, pushed Michael to the side and stuck my dick in. I emulated Michael's moves, fucking James just as hard and aggressively. Here I was getting sloppy seconds to Michael and myself, our mixed cum as lubricant around my hard dick. I could already see some specks of blood on it. I blew. Michael immediately took my place. His muscles flexing, he fucked and fucked him, pushing out cum deeper and deeper into James's channel. "Fuck, he so going to get it. We made sure of that. You made sure of that, David!" He worked up his lust, worked himself to another orgasm. I noticed the tell-tale signs of it approaching, and we looked into each others eyes as another load of his charged cum spewed into James torn up body. "Does James have any toys?" Michael panted a little out of breath. I picked his dildos and his butt-plug and handed them to Michael without a word. I only thought "Was is he going to do now?" The answer was following quickly as Michael stuck James' biggest dildo in. "We going to make sure it's in there deep and stays in there for some time. We don't want leakage." When he was done pushing the cum in deeper, he took the butt-plug and sealed James' hole. I wondered how James could sleep through all of this.

In this day of age, so many bottoms are on prep that they never experienced safe sex. I think it’s good that we can compare the sex and cherish the moment when we turned into cumdump piggies. The euphoria I felt when I first took cock raw will always be seared into my memory.

I was invited to be a bottom at a cumdump party - open door in a hotel sort of thing. It was my first experience of a meet organised by someone else and I was hella excited. I got to the room about 2pm, central London gig so it was easy enough to get to. As it was already open by one of the other guys, I walked straight in. I stripped and douched. Got on my fours and my arse in the air. Twitching with excitement, I chatted about the weather with my bottom partner. A while later, a gent walks in and unzips. Mounts me from behind and teases my arse with his dick. I push into him, moaning for him to insert it into my barely lubed arse. He slides in and grabs my hips tightly. Not a big dick but something nice to get the party started. About 30 seconds later, he left his load in me in total silence. I don’t look back as he leaves, as another lad is about to dump his load in me. Well, for about 6 hours the rest was history…. I did a lot of firsts that night - piss, totally unknown loads, Tina and of course finding myself. I never knew that night who had fucked me or what had fucked me and that is fucking hot as fuck. Definitely my best encounter since bottoming and I can’t wait for the next time.

**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 interpreted as medical advice or instructions.** ~~~~~~ Chapter 12 - Peter and Eric getting souvenirs In the morning, all four young men woke up from the bed in Peter and Eric's hotel room. There seemed to be dried sperm everywhere. Sam asked the Germans how they felt now. "Last night was the hottest I've ever lived. It was mind-blowing to see my boyfriend begging strangers to cum in his hole. I never realized how similar we are. We're a cumdump couple. I think collecting loads will be a joint task for both of us. We can encourage each other to be better holes for anyone who wants to. I realized at night that I love Peter more and more," confessed Eric. Peter and Eric kissed passionately and at the same time Eric rubbed Jonas' testicles and cock with his hand. Jonas's cock stood hard again and Eric guided it into his boyfriend's asshole. "So horny slut, beg for cum again. Last night I heard you begging. You know how to do it. You begged big, unknown, dirty cocks to squirt their seed deep into your hole. I didn't know what a submissive slut you are Peter," Eric said to his boyfriend. "Jonas, fuck me. Empty your balls into my hole. Seed me with fresh cum. Please," begged Peter. Jonas started fucking Peter in the missionary and Eric pushed his hard cock into Sam from behind. Again, the sounds of fucking and panting filled the hotel room. Every now and then Peter begged Jonas to inseminate him. After fucking, Sam went to work at the store, Jonas to school, and Peter and Eric to explore the city. During breakfast, Eric had found out where the cruising park Sam had mentioned the day before was located. The cruising area was located at the back of the park near the brick toilet building. Eric had read that gays also met each other in and behind the toilet. Eric led his boyfriend straight to the bathroom. There was a man standing on the urinal in the toilet, who looked untidy. Eric went to stand next to the man and dug his own cock out of his pants and flashed the man's organ at the same time. The man didn't piss but he gently stroked his cock and Eric did the same to his own cock. An approving sound came from the man's mouth and he turned more in Eric's direction. Eric grabbed the man's cock with his hand and jerked it a couple of times. The man's cock was also clearly unwashed. Eric smelled the strong odor coming from under the man's foreskin. Eric looked the man in the eyes and asked if he wanted to fuck. "Oh yes, I love young sluts," said the man. Eric beckoned Peter over and told him to drop his pants and show him his ass. Peter obeyed and bent forward revealing his Jock strapped young ass to the untidy man. Eric guided the man's cock towards Peter's hole. "Can I go unprotected," asked the man and licked his lips. "Beg," Eric ordered Peter. "Sir, fuck me with your bare cock. Seed me," begged Peter. The man immediately pushed himself balls deep into Peter's hole. "I love uninhibited bug boys. Where are you from?", the man asked Eric as he thrust his cock into Peter's hole again and again. "Well, from Germany, nice! Did you come here for some exciting souvenirs," continued, grinning at Eric. "Actually, I can offer you several," said the man, pulling away from Peter's ass. The man shoved his cock into his dirty briefs and pulled the zipper of his pants closed. He started for the door and told Eric and Peter that they should follow. The man walked through the park to the side of the soccer field. On the other side of the field was an area that looked like an abandoned industrial area. The man walked towards a building in very poor condition, the windows were broken and the walls were covered in graffiti. The man led the boys into the building and up the stairs to the basement floor. The building was dark and smelled bad. Finally they came to a larger room where a group of men were sitting on mattresses. The men were listening to the radio, smoking cigarettes and drinking something from a plastic canister. One of the men looked towards the door and asked who Jared had with him. "Here are two German young dumb bug collectors I found at the bus station cruise. The boys want to take home some really good souvenirs," laughed Jared. There was a roar among the men and the men began to jerk Peter and Eric in every direction. Very quickly, both boys were standing in the basement of an abandoned warehouse wearing nothing but socks and jockstraps. One of the men lifted a dirty and smelly mattress in the middle of the circle and the boys were pushed onto the mattress to lie on their stomachs. The boys could hear the men complimenting Jared on the catch. They say Jared always finds the best chasers. But never before have there been two so young, fresh and uncorrupted. Jared climbed on Peter's back and another man climbed on Eric's back. For the next few hours, the men took turns pumping the boys' holes. The men's animality and dirtiness was intoxicating to the boys. Both boys chanted continuously "Breed me", "make me pregnant", "fuck me", "seed me". Men yell "take my load slut", "innocent slut", "bug boy", " toxic load", " take my bug"... In the end, all the men's balls were completely drained. Both of the Germans had countless dirty loads inside them. The men lay lazily on the mattresses and praised the boys' asses as the boys got dressed. Someone shouted that the boys are welcome again if they want to secure their souvenirs. When the boys got out again, they were surprised that it was only midday. There hadn't been any daylight in the basement, so the passage of time had gone completely wrong for them.

Part 2 Seeing that the shot glass was already in Patrick’s hand, there wasn’t much point in turning back, but to only move forward, as the night was just getting started. The three knocked back their glasses and all squeamed at the bitter acrid flavor. Passing the Gatorade bottle around they each rinsed the flavor out and took a pause to adjust to the beverage they consumed. Ben grabbed a few pieces of candy and popped some in Mike’s mouth, handing Patrick a couple as well. “That stuff is terrible, hope you’re right and it's worth it. What happens now?” “We should start seeing it take into effect. It’s gonna make us feel more relaxed and give us a euphoric feel. But it’s not immediate, it takes 20 minutes” Mike reassured. “Ok, cool. Never thought I’d try something like that but let’s see how it goes” Patrick reiterated. “Yeah you’re gonna start to swirl, you’ll tell” Ben followed, smiling with a sense of self awareness and familiarity. Patrick dismounted Mike to change positions and give his calves a break. Ben, who was sitting back, legs up, and rubbing his pink hole, hand gestured to Patrick to come forward and top him. Ben’s chest showed beads of sweat pooling in between his furry pecs. Patrick crawled forward to Ben as Patrick began bathing Ben like a lioness cleaning her cub. Ben’s chest was salty, while his mouth was sweet from the gummy bears and the citric acid he had snacked on. Their tongues once again furrociously attacked each other. Their grunts were animalistic, as Ben’s legs were lifted over Patrick’s shoulders. It was a great position for Patrick to begin eating Ben’s male pussy and lick his sack. Patrick’s tongue managed to reach pretty far up his pink cunt, feeling his soft insides. “Fuuuuuuuuuckk ughhh keep it coming kiddo” Ben gasped. Ben’s man juices were sweet and insatiable. Leaving Ben’s hole slick with saliva and pushing back against his thighs, Patrick licked upwards across Ben’s tense bulbospongiosus muscle between his ass and his dick, making Ben moan even louder. Seeing Ben’s reaction he went back from sucking on Ben’s testicles back down to his pelvic muscles and reapplied pressure with his tongue and nose. Feeling Mike’s hands from behind, Patrick was getting his ass tuned up for another round of getting eaten out. Mike was excellent at rimming, he knew to not go too fast and he used the entire flat top of his tongue on Patrick. Mike and Patrick had their mouths stuffed, and could hear Ben groan the loudest as he watched his guest and his partner lined up in front of him. Amidst the action, Ben watched the porn play an orgy scene, set in the basement of a bar, and a group of pigs were filming each other using only the flashlights from their phones. These were some of the sweatiest pigs, quietly passing the bottom around with their black eyes. For Patrick, blowjobs were not really his top preference, but feeling the sexual tension he was willing to get as much cock as he could. Patrick stuffed his mouth with Ben’s meat nice and easily, realizing that his gag reflex was not interfering in any way. He could almost go all the way down to the base before coming up for air. “Dude you’re taking that dick so fucking good, don’t stop Patrick. You feeling the high kicking in? It’s fucking hitting me right now pfffff—ughhhh fuckkk”. “Yeah I’m starting to fucking swirl back here too hun, I’m gonna need that lube back here, can you pass me it Patrick?” Without a moment waiting, Patrick grabbed the lube on the edge of the bed and shoved it in Mike’s hand fast. He needed his dick back in him, he needed this raunchy spit roast to happen. Patrick could feel the horniness increase, feeling his heart pulse his blood rapidly, his body temperature begin to heat up, and could see his sweat creating drip marks on the sheets. He wanted these men to completely devour his body, enter his holes. Patrick lowered his hips for Mike while he pressed his hands into Ben’s inner thighs. It turns out that Ben is a grower, and boy he grew in girth and another inch of length, pulling his foreskin fully back, revealing a wide piss slit for Patrick to tongue. Patrick continued making love to Ben’s meat, without any sign of slowing down. “Guys I’m definitely feeling the high, oh my god my body feels so light and electric. Fuck me Mike, fuck me so deep.” Patrick growled back over his shoulder. “Boss you wanna feel me pump your ass with my semen? You’d like that huh? I’m gonna ask you return the favor to Ben and we can make a fuck train.” Mike growled back, smiling and showing his teeth. SLAP - Mike gripped Patrick’s ass with full strength, giving this ass another long lick over Patrick’s pucker. Mike inched himself on his knees closer behind Patrick’s lowered rear and rubbed his dick up and down this boys class crack in front of him. The lube was rubbing off and onto Patrick’s ass requiring that Mike apply a few more squirts of lube to fully slick up their bodies. Slapping his dick on Patrick’s hole, Mike could see Patrick’s ass clit pulsing and winking at him, signaling he needed raw cock. “Ughhh fuck, I need bareback sex. Fuck me raw” Patrick begged. Mike obliged, pressing his tip back inside the boys ass, gliding effortlessly passed the boy’s lips, and passed through his first ring. Using his teeth, Ben tore at the plastic of a different brand new bottle of poppers from the dresser and discarded the plastic to the floor. He opened the cap and assisted Patrick in feeding him long huffs of poppers. FUCK these were equally strong, taking over Patrick’s entire body. “Woahhhhooough you gotta try these you guys.” Patrick breathed. Patrick passed on the bottle to Mikes hands, as their motion paused for Mike to inhale. Mike took in his huff for 10 seconds on the left, and on the right, passing the open bottle for Ben to take some. Now that everyone was ready to go, their rhythm had begun. Ben was breathing loudly, taking himself into overdrive, while Patrick and Mike were panting in sync. Everyone’s bodies were hot and to the touch and their skin was slick with beads of sweat. The extra lube, everybody’s sweat, along with the poppers made for easy pounding pounding. Mike rammed in fast, pulled out slowly, giving his cock a flex inside Patrick. “I’m swirling, I’m fucking high fffffff-ughhh I wanna get fucked so hard by you kiddo, you wanna fuck me like you’re getting fucked right now?” Ben groaned. “Yeah let me be in the middle of you guys, that would be fucking hot.” Ben quickly took a pillow, folded it and positioned himself right in front of Patrick’s dripping cock. Ben’s ass was pointing straight at him, inviting them both to come closer. Ben’s meaty ass had tufts of sweaty public hair circling his ass, clumping in the sweat and saliva. Mike and Patrick, still penetrated, carefully kneeled up close to Ben to get the three of them fucking. Patrick lubed Ben’s naked cock up, as Ben mouthed his lips to Patrick and with wide eyes, “you fucking beautiful boy, youre so fucking sexy.” Patrick lined up, pressing into Ben’s cave, and could see his veiny cock slip into Ben’s soft and warm tunnel. “Haaaaawwwww yessssss big boy, your big dick feels incredible” Patrick closed his eyes in ecstasy, as his fists supported his torso on both sides of Ben’s hips. This gave Patrick support to easily back into Mike and forward into Ben. His fuck hole and his cock were getting worked together. Mike changed positions slightly, getting on his hind legs and gripping Patrick’s harness, managing himself to thrust more upwards. In unison, their trio bareback was tapping into their animalistic grunting, heaving, thrusting and moaning. Ben and Patrick reentered their deep kissing, tongue fucking and licking more aggressively. “ I’m so fucking high, holy shit you guys this stuff is so fucking good, what is this stuff again?” “It’s the G, this is a fucking good batch. We love it when we have groups over” Mike panted with his eyes shut. “Ugh I wanna do more in a bit, we should maybe do our regular dose, this was a bit less to get you started kiddo” Ben said Patrick saw the digital clock and saw that it was 3am. The night was flying. Patrick could understand one thing, and that was that he wanted to go deeper, he wanted more cock and more sweat to keep their juices flowing. As their bodies were slamming into each other, Patrick leaned back upright, rubbed his hands all over his own chest, pushing back his slick greasy hair. His armpit hair showing off, pits stinking, and feeling like the sex trophy he always wanted to be. Hands from Mike and Ben enveloped him as they breathed heavily, squeezing his flexed muscles. Mike could not go any deeper into Patrick as his thighs pressed into Patrick’s ass as far as he could reach, throwing his whole body into him. Mike was getting tenser and louder, his grip firmly squeezing Patrick’s shoulders. “Ughhh ughhh ugghhh I’m cumming a bit, oooohh fuck I’m squirting inside you” “Knock me up you fucking pig, feed me your jizz, I want your raunchy juices inside where it belongs” Patrick yelled. The pounding was getting wetter and stickier, and Patrick’s ass was loaded with Mike's natural lubricant. The bed was convulsing and rocking loudly. “Wwwooffwwofwoofwoofwoof ohh fuck yeah you like that kiddo?” Ben said. “Oh man I’m fucking exploding, your ass is so wet, I’m still cumming!” Mike was making a complete mess of Patrick, wrecking his cunt and taking complete ownership of him. Patrick could feel some of the cum splashing between his ass and Mike's crotch. “Aahhhhh!! Rrrrrrrrrr fuckkk!” Mike clenched his pelvis and ass muscles into Patrick’s caverness ass. Letting his load shoot 4 more pulses, Mike waited for his muscles to recover as his body was weakened from the intense eruption. As Mike’s energy stabilized, he pulled out his junk from Patrick’s loaded cunt, seeing his prick covered in his frothy cream. Patrick was spilling Mike’s load all over the sheets as his ass lips adjusted to the absence of Mike’s prick. Patrick paused for a moment to acknowledge Mike’s satisfied grin. Ben grabbed the back of Patrick’s sweaty neck and licked the inside of his ears and whispered “ “You fucking beautiful boy you fuck me with your big donkey dick, huh? ffffffffff-ugghhh you like that baby? You like being high in my ass?” Patrick’s body weight was completely on top of Ben, embracing him, dripping sweat and grunting in their missionary position. “Huh huh huh huh huh ooooohh fuckkk yeah, this sex is so fucking hot. Wanna do another round of that drink?” Wiping himself dry with a bath towel from the corner of the room, Mike said “Well I don’t know if you’d be down, but we could potentially expand our session a bit and see who else is out there. Don’t get me wrong I think what we’ve got going on is hot and we don’t need to do anything that we aren’t already enjoying. But how are you feeling about exploring some more?” “Like a foursome?” “Like anything we want to do honestly, we love group fucking whenever we can, and I think you’re kinda piggish like us” Ben answered with encouragement, smiling from the notion that appeared groundbreaking to Patrick. “I’m so down, there’s so many guys in this neighborhood, but the only thing is that it's pretty late to start a hookup, right? Its going on 4am.” Scrolling through his phone, Mike said “We’ve got a friend our age we’ve known for a long time, we were chatting earlier and he hosts. Super sweet guy. Check out this guy’s profile, what do you think?” Passing over the phone, Patrick was amazed to find the same guy that he was looking at just days ago. Going through the public photos, Patrick completely recognized this profile with the emojis. “I’ve never messaged him but he looks hot, what is he into?” “He’s very verse, great kisser, and loves to have his ass fisted depending on the night”. Give me your BBRT profile name and I’ll tell him to unlock for you. Is that cool?” Mike asked. “Yeah if you could that would be awesome” “He’ll send more pics in a sec. I’m messaging him now, his name’s Christopher. He does live in midtown but has a fantastic apartment on the west side, high in the clouds.” Patrick was getting super excited about continuing with Ben and Mike and getting to try yet another flavor tonight. Patrick couldn’t even think about going home yet being so horned up. “Check your messages, he says hi to you” “Opening his phone, he saw about a half a dozen unread messages, but the last 2 were unlocked pics from Christopher and a note with “hey ;) “ in the subject line. Upon opening his unlocked account, Christopher appeared to actually have a really handsome appearance. He had a beard and a good mixture of self pics and pics from his own conquests. He wasn’t handsome, he was hot with a good set of shoulders and arms, and a big swaying set of balls dangling nice and low. “Fuck he’s hot you guys” “Yeah we think so too, he’s also very generous with his supplies and likes getting his boys fucked up. I think you’d hit it off” said Ben. “He’s saying we’re still welcome to come over and he wants to meet you Patrick.” Patrick was responding back to his private message from Christopher to make an introduction. He wrote… “I’m Patrick, how’s your night? Been having a good time hanging out with Ben and Mike up here in Harlem” Pressing send, Patrick looked up to Mike and Ben who were looking at him for clarity on next steps. “I’d be down to go to his place, but its up to you two what you guys wanna do. I wanna see where our night takes us and keep exploring with you guys.” “You’re gonna like Christopher, he’s a good guy to party with” said Mike. “That also means that you’d Mike and I would be going a bit deeper with the Christopher, that’s just how the three of us have vibed for the last decade. We’d all let you figure out how much farther you wanna keep trying new things, we don’t wanna scare ya, you know?” said Ben. “I see, no I really appreciate you looking out for me. I think I’ll see once I’m there but if he has more G than I can definitely do some of that, and just see how it goes, if that’s not too weird?” “We’ll bring some supplies to contribute, don’t you worry kiddo, you’re gonna have a good time no matter what” said Mike Pulling some clothes together, Ben said “Let’s get ready to leave for Christopher’s, the car is gonna get here in about 7 minutes”.

How it Happened Ch. 3 I caught the bus back to campus without any trouble. The whole time with Michael seemed like a terrifying sexy dream. My well-fucked ass and the slowly leaking jizz seeping from my “boy pussy” told me I had not imagined my time with Michael. Fortunately, my roommate was still gone when I returned to my dorm room. I stripped and took another shower, so when I woke in the morning I wouldn’t wake to a puddle of cum in my bed. I told myself, even though I promised to let Michael fuck me raw anytime he wanted, this was only a one-time occurrence. When we met again, I would explain I preferred to engage in only safe-sex. I was sure he would understand, and we could move forward without any repeat of our wild and reckless night. Now having told myself this, I had to admit the sex had been amazing. The warm, throbbing cock pumping in and out of me had treated me to what had to be without a doubt some of the best sex in my life. I found myself getting hard as I remembered the hot, pulsing shots of his thick semen filling me up, as he continued pounding me like a porn star whore. I understood now why guys loved fucking raw, and I almost regretted depriving that lacrosse of the opportunity to breed me as Michael had done. Still it was better to be safe, than sorry. Michael and I could get tested together, and once our tests came back negative, we could skip rubbers and fuck like the night before. I took a couple of Aleve PM, so I could get some rest, and hopefully ease the pain of my well-fucked ass. As I drifted off to sleep, I heard my roomie return, but I was too far gone to care. When I woke up, I first thought it was dawn, but, I had slept through the entire day. Fortunately, I had only two classes, but I had never missed a class in my life. I contacted friends from those classes to catch up on my missed work, as well as checked over my work for the next day’s class-work. My friends from the night I met Michael had texted me to make sure I was doing okay. They apologized for abandoning me at after-hours club. I texted back it was all cool and had met a great guy, who was interested in seeing me again. Bed-time, Michael texted me. I found myself boning up at once as soon as I saw a message from him. I didn’t remember giving him my number, but at this point I couldn’t care less how he got my number. He told me how much he enjoyed our time together and was definitely looking forward to seeing me again Friday night. I responded telling him how much fun I had as well, and I was looking forward to seeing him again. I soon found my cock leaking like crazy as he told me how much he enjoyed being inside me, and the way my “boy pussy” just seemed to keep milking his cock for more jizz. Even though his graphic texts turned me on something awful, I told him I really needed to talk about being safe in the future. I felt relieved when he responded that was something we could talk about Friday. I had been afraid he would want to not see me again, but that seemed not to be the case. He told me his friends were excited to meet me this coming weekend. His last text of the night included a picture of his cock buried in my ass, with some of his loads leaking out, with the comment, “Something to dream about until we see one another again. I barely made it to our bathroom, before I blew my load all over myself. I wanted him to fuck me again in the worse way. The rest of the week seemed to drag along at a snail’s pace, until Friday afternoon and my classes were over for the week. I made sure to try and get ahead of my school work, so I wouldn’t have anything to do Sunday night. It didn’t help Michael sexted me every night. I was a quivering messy of teen hormones by the time I caught the bus to Michael’s apartment Friday evening. The second night we had texted, he made me promise not to fap for the rest of the week. He wanted me loaded with jizz, so he could empty me out completely by the end of the weekend. The thought of someone making me climax until I couldn’t shoot anymore strangely turned me on more than I wanted to admit. I honestly don’t think I’ve ever been as hard as I was when I climbed on the bus from Hopkins to downtown. I packed my toiletries, as well a couple changes of clothes, since I had no idea what he had planned for us to do over the weekend. I made sure I packed a box of condoms, just in case Michael didn’t have any on hand. I wanted to be prepared like the Eagle Scout I was. My heart was pounding, and there was a nice sized wet spot on my jeans, by the time I arrived at Michael’s apartment. I was seriously regretting following his instructions I free-ball. My tight jeans rubbed me in ways I wasn’t used to while wearing underwear. Every step made me harder and ooze even more precum. The outer door-grate was unlocked and opened easily when I pulled on it. I took a deep breathe before I hesitantly knocked on the door. I could hear voices and music playing, so I knocked a little bit harder a couple more times before I heard the door unlock and open. “Babe,” Michael smiled at me stepping aside to let me enter. I thought I’d blow my wad right there in the door way when I saw him. The only thing he had on was pair of black skin-tight jeans with the top button unbuttoned. His thick, hard cock bulged and strained against the zipper which seemed barely able to restrain his desire for me. “We’ve all been waiting for you to get here, so the fun can begin,” he told me, pulling me into a passionate kiss. His kiss threw me completely off kilter, everything I had planned to say to him went out of my mind. As we kissed, he began getting me out of my clothes, I almost felt as if I were in a porn flick, everything seemed to be happening so quickly. Once I was naked, Michael handed me the glass pipe we had smoked last time I was there. I started to say I didn’t want to get started that quick this time, but as soon as I opened my mouth the pipe was inserted. “Inhale babe, just keep inhaling like a good lil’ chem piggy,” he chuckled, as he continued moving his lighter back and forth as he started stroking my cock. God, what a surreal and amazing feelings he was created in me. Occasionally, he would take a hit himself, but soon I found it back in my mouth. I lost track of time as I stood in the doorway getting wasted and jerked off by him. My lust for Michael was equal to the previous time I had been at his place on Saturday night. I wanted his dick bad and he knew it. He pushed me down to my knees, before feeding me his beautiful, thick, uncut cock. I worshiped it, as he had taught me to the first time I sucked him. I swear I got even harder, when he grabbed a fistful of my hair and began to seriously face-fuck me like the slut he called me. I gagged somewhat, but soon was able to take his cock to his shaved groin. If being his slut got me his dick, I was more than willing to become one for him. I was in love with him and wanted to please him. I began to love it when he forced himself deep down my throat cutting off my air and holding it there until I was almost ready to pass out, Slobber and precum coated his cock when he finally withdrew it long enough to let me breath, before shoving it in deep. He could do anything he wanted, I was his to use, so long as he fucked me. I began to believe and accept his dirty talk about being his slut, bitch-boy. I was his whore/cumslut. I wanted, no correct that, NEEDED, to please him anyway I could so he would slide his magnificent fuck-stick inside my boy-cunt. Safe-sex was the furthest thing from my mind. I NEEDED to feel him deep inside me and flooding my insides with his cum. He pulled me off his throbbing, dripping cock, smiling down at me. “Oh yeah slut, we’re going to have a fun time this weekend,” he told me yanking me to my feet by my hair, before French kissing the hell out of me. “Come on bitch, time for some more fuck smoke and some fuck vitamins, then you can get back to work showing me how much you want my fuck stick and dirty loads up your cunt.” I didn’t even think to argue, I just followed him down to the living-room. All thoughts of safe-sex had vanished into thin air like the clouds of white smoke he began to feed me once I swallowed another smiley-face pill and a blue diamond-shaped pill. Once again, he encouraged me to drink more Gatorade. Once I had finished the Gatorade, he fed me even more of the amazing fuck-smoke, which made me even horny than I thought possible. I didn’t even wait to be asked, I finished the pipe off and dropped to my knees and returned to worshiping my new owner. If I had been sober, I would have taken serious offense to being referred to as his property, now rather than his boyfriend. If it meant I would soon be fucked by him, I was more than willing to be his bitch, slut. I had no intention of debated his claim of knocking me up, as being proof I was now his to do or to use however he wanted. My sole focus was bringing pleasure to him, so he would bring me pleasure. I moaned in pleasure, as he continued to forcefully use my mouth and throat. I enjoyed the feel of his hands on my ass, spreading my cheeks wide and slipping something small and hard in my hole. A moment later I felt a warm, burning feeling suddenly shot into my hole, before the hard, small cylinder slide from my hole. As time began to stand still, my hole began to hunger to be filled with his hard cock. I was about to try and pull off his cock to beg him to fuck me, when suddenly my hole stretched wider than it had ever been stretched before as an enormous cock-head punched through it’s opening, thrusting several massively, thick inches deep inside me. “Sorry Mikey, we just couldn’t wait any longer to join the party,” a deep, masculine voice said from behind me. “Is he as good as cock-sucker as he looks?” Another voice off to the side asked. “It looks like he knows how to deep through you, but can he do me? A third voice asked. “Well there is only one way to find out, you’ll just have to take him for a test spin. He’s yours for the weekend, but don’t break him please I still want to keep him for a while longer to expand his horizons,” I heard Michael chuckle as he pulled me off his cock and slide out from under me and off the couch. I gasped for breath as I felt the rest of my mysterious fucker’s raw dick sink all the way inside me as his bushy pubes settled against my ass cheeks. My head dropped all the way down on the sofa cushion as I moaned in pleasure at the mysterious cock now buried balls deep inside me. I was torn between feeling betrayed by my new boyfriend, and the incredible pleasure of the thick piece of fuck-meat now buried inside me. I didn’t even know what the guy even looked like, but I was beginning to not even care, because as he began rocking in and out of me slowly at first building momentum, I found myself moaning in pleasure. I didn’t want this amazing thick cock to stop. I my moans of pleasure soon matched both the speed and depth of his fucking. “Hey Mikey, I think he likes it,” chuckled the voice behind me, which prompted laughs from the others. I never had any doubt he would,” laughed Michael. “Have fun with him. I’ll be back later, I have a “date” with a hot lil’ Calvert Hall senior. I may bring him back to join the fun,” chuckled my “boyfriend”. “The kid loves raw cock and cum, I met him at Bush River,” he laughed. Michael grabbed a fistful of my hair, pulling my head up to face him. “You are going to take good care of my friends while I’m gone aren’t you cumdump?” He asked me with a look that told me I had better behave or else. “Yes…Sir,” I answered submissively, fearing what might happen if I dared to refuse. Besides, I was really beginning to enjoy the fuck I was getting for this mysterious man. “That’s a good lil’ bitch slut,” he smirked at me. “I’m just helping you become the lil’ faggot slut you’ve always dreamed of being,” he laughed, before leaning down to kiss the hell of me. “I’ll be back in a couple hours gents, enjoy,” he said before letting go of my hair and leaving the room. “Here blow some clouds boy,” commanded a deep voice holding the glass pipe to my mouth. I heard the click of the lighter and saw the flame begin to move along the bottom of the glass bubble. Each time I inhaled deeply, the cock fucking me paused, only to resume its relentless pounding of my ass. Once I finished off the white rock, I found myself presented with two cocks to service. One black and one caramel-colored, both were larger and thicker than I had seen before in my limited sexual explorations. Normally, I would have resisted, but instead I began to worship those beautiful cocks being presented to me. I was in heaven licking and sucking on them, while another cock continued to fuck me relentlessly. “Damn, this cunt is amazing,” grunted the voice behind me. “He’s a horny lil’ fucker,” he groaned, before slapping my ass hard, which in turned made me moan around one of the cocks stuffing my throat. “I think Mikey found a good one here, he’s a nasty lil’ pussy boy,” chuckled one of the voices busy feeding me cock. “Get…ready…to…swap,” panted my fucker. “SHIT! YES! FUCK!” Howled the man long dicking me like there was no tomorrow. “TAKE…MY…DIRTY…LOAD!” I pushed back against the unknown man fucking me as I felt his dick begin to swell and fill me with his jizz. I wanted his load in the worse way. “Damn! That was a good fuck, can’t wait until he’s really broken in properly,” chuckled the man as I felt his cock begin to withdraw from me. I tried to close my ass to keep his load inside, but I couldn’t. The next thing I knew another cock was sliding inside me, while I was presented with a cum-covered cock to clean. I didn’t hesitate in opening my mouth to clean and worship the cock that had just fucked me so wonderfully.

This all started around the end of 2018 when Patrick started PrEP. As someone who’s a bit shy around sex Patrick felt that PrEP could reduce his anxiety around condomless sex and turn him more into the pig he always desired to be. You see, he had a darker sexual idea of intimacy for years but never fully embraced it. For a long time he’d been a member of bareback forums and a member of BBRT even since he was a first year undergrad in college. While Patrick fantasized bareback sex and getting roughed up in the bathhouses of the big city, these desires only stayed a fantasy and never were a reality. Patrick had a deep desire for hairy men, group sex, flip fucking, exchanging seed and swapping loads, pummeling each other and using loads as lubricant, in dark, dimly lit spaces. To Patrick, PrEP could be the key he needed to unlock his promiscuity. The time he first started taking PrEP was also around the same time Patrick accepted a new job at a startup in the Flatiron neighborhood. Things were looking up for him now as he had entered his late 20s; he was more assured with the direction his career was heading. Additionally, a new workout routine had finally started to kick into a higher gear as he began focusing more on weight training, pushing less reps and heavier weights, and feeling more confident with the barbell. A few months prior Patrick was an average weight-height ratio, a true mesomorph, with a little extra love around his chest and hips, but since he began hitting the gym and eating leaner, he was losing weight and seeing more definition in his arms, back, and shoulders. Walking around nude around the locker room was also different, as his shyness was becoming less and less obvious from his early and mid 20s. His chest hair was also starting to grow more dark and curly; he was becoming more manly and less boyish. If he had time after his workout, he’d even stick around in his towel and begin to use the dry sauna, hoping to catch sight of someone joining him or to hook eyes with another gym rat. On an early November morning Patrick had planned his PrEP appointment at the Chelsea health clinic not far from the office. Showing up early he was amongst a bunch of other gay men waiting outside for the doors to open. Patrick was a bit nervous as he wasn’t sure how much time he’d need or how seamless the process would be with the doctor. In no time the doors had opened, and the queue had begun filling in their clipboards with personal information. Finally after nearly an hour and a half, his number was called and was presented to the doctor who’d exchange all the information he needed to begin building up his immunity. Upon finishing up his appointment and heading to his office for the day, he had already begun his daily regimen of the blue pill to become the primal bareback sex fucker he’d been pining for. All Patrick needed to do now was wait for 2 weeks and the games would begin. He kept track every morning how many days left until he’d let his body be consumed by all the new fuck buddies he’d soon be making. Motivated and completely horned by all this activity and excitement about being used, Patrick decided to walk back after work to the west side of town to Chelsea and head to his go-to sex shop, the one with a long blue awning outside and awkward mannequins in the window display. His current bottle of poppers were drying up and needed to refill, but some other purchases could possibly inspire him that day at the store. While he typically didn’t buy much more than a bottle of poppers and silicone lube, Patrick decide to go for his first jockstrap with a thick black waist band and a big pouch to hold all his junk in. Feeling a bit out of place and unsure what he actually wanted, he kept flipping the jocks across the clothing rack rather quickly as if he knew what he wanted, but clearly didn’t come PrEPared. Upon finding something medium size, and simple in design, Patrick brought his selected black jockstrap to the cash register to this cute guy who he recognized before from prior shop visits. This man in his late thirties has a good looking face but not particularly conversational. Patrick gestured to this cashier that he needed a minute to grab some poppers on the shelf behind the line, but instead of grabbing 1 bottle he grabbed 3. 1 bottle he picked up he recognized and 2 were new he hadn’t tried. He felt it was worth investigating further so he asked the cashier “would you recommend these 3?” The cashier took a look at the selection and without hesitation returned “I’d go for the white English one missing the logo, guys say it’s pretty strong”. Looking at the price it was more expensive and in a larger bottle than the others. The value made sense to Patrick so he quickly exchanged one of the 2 new ones for the white bottle and was ready to commit. To Patrick, the stronger the fumes, the better the fucking. “sounds like you’re gonna have one hell of a night”, the cashier said softly as he winked and smiled. Patrick blushed, “well I’m hoping to branch out a bit from the same ones I always get”, proving just how shy Patrick is. He could feel his palms sweat, as the cashier handed him the small stapled paper bag with the poppers and jock. “Have a nice night!” as Patrick scurried out. “You too man!” he could hear from behind. Once home in Harlem Patrick started messaging some guys on BBRT, invigorated by his new purchases and with the renewed sense of certainty that he was getting closer to uninhibited group sex he always desired. One of the guys messaged Patrick, giving him a jolt of horniness and excitement. The message was super basic as you can imagine. “Hey what’s up” this stud wrote. Intrigued by the prospect, Patrick went to his profile to see a guy who was well built, and listing many hot keywords: kissing, sucking, verse, group fun, rimming, 69, undetectable. This guys preferences were practically singing to Patrick as he began envisioning the two of them entwining their bodies together, exchanging their fluids, exchanging saliva and cum, licking each others sweat, huffing and huffing poppers all night. Patrick also saw a coupl emojis: eggplants as usual, but also a mountain and some clouds blowing, which he thought seemed a bit out of context. Without much thought Patrick began edging carefully as he contemplated messaging him back. Patrick thought that this might be someone he could meet up with in the coming days, as his plan was to wait until Friday night after work and see what kind of trouble he could get himself in to. Restraining himself from cumming, Patrick decided to prioritize browsing guys and getting comfortable with what hot profiles his neighborhood could offer. He did not recognize anyone from any prior hookup but potentially there could have been prior messages Patrick had regrettably ghosted in the past. Not this time he thought. Friday finally came, and Patrick felt like a kid waking to a white Christmas morning. Now that he completed his immunization, Patrick would later that night go hunting on BBRT across the entire city, searching for verse and hairy guys who wanted to ram their cocks into cum filled holes. Getting through the day, Patrick hit the NYSC by Park Ave around lunchtime, focusing on his arms and chest. Patrick spent a solid hour and 10 minutes working his body, feeling his testosterone lighten the stress a bit. Looking in the mirror of the locker room Patrick could clearly see the results of today’s routine, recognizing his arms and chest all pink and swollen from the pump of his workout; his face was flushed pink as well. Everyone else in the locker room during the lunch rush minded their business as if it were a normal Friday. After Patrick had returned back to the office, he pursued his remaining tasks before the weekend started. Patrick’s last meeting finished up, and by 6 it was time to leave, catch the D train home to 145th St. and start PrEParing for the night. Patrick was completely spent from the long draining day at work and feeling the exhaustion from his workout, he was feeling more focused on his need for a nap once he got home. Speed walking from the station and from the dark and cold air, Patrick made it home, walked up his quiet and empty apartment, and slipped into bed, setting his alarm for 9:30. Hearing the gentle chimes, Patrick recognized that it was well into his Friday evening and he needed to get a move on. Luckily, Patrick slept solidly and was ready to focus on getting some dinner ready and start cleaning his ass. Patrick had a basic meal ready in no time, accompanied by a few shots of rum. It was strong but would help him relax even further into the night. It was time to hit the shower, taking with him his douche, his new poppers, and his music playlist. The playlist that Patrick had curated was dedicated to deep and seductive beats, a very low energy but could easily put you in a sexual trans. While he didn’t want to take too long cleaning himself, Patrick took the liberty of opening one of his fresh poppers and inhaling the fumes through one of his nostrils, letting the warmth make his body glow. His heart was pounding in his ears as his ass lips were pulsing. Patrick slipped 2 fingers up his ass, feeling the pleasure of something entering his ass and rubbing the walls inside. His cock was full of pulsing blood, making him erect at 8 inches. Fuck. Tonight was going to be a ride. By nearly 10:30 Patrick was fully prepped, and feeling the intensity of his continued use of poppers mixed with the alcohol coursing through his bloodstream. Patrick could feel the worked muscles from his workout and confident with his looks. Dried off and laying in bed, Patrick opened up BBRT and began exploring all online profiles within a 5 mile radius. The profiles were just incredible; it was a buffet of furry raunchy pigs. It seemed that every block in the city showed somebody online wanting to bareback. Patrick was sweating and he could see clear precum begin to ooze from his erect cut shaft dribble down his mushroom head. Patrick was determined he was going to hit up multiple guys and take each of their loads, allowing them to churn the last pigs shot into him like making butter, slicking his ass with any load he could get. While there were some messages sent from blank profiles, Patrick kept on, sending a handful of messages of his own indicating that he was interested in what the other guys were up to. He soon checked out a profile of a couple in their 40s who lived close to his Harlem apartment. The pictures from their side looked hot!, (although who could know for sure if they were up to date). Some of the photos had them together and some separate. One of the guys a bit tall and somewhat thinner but broad shoulders, while the other guy was a bit more beefy and a chest full of hair. Their account showed active and online, and that they can host, fantastic! Patrick sent a message and waited a bit, and in very little time he got a reply from the couple. For Patrick, this couple would be his priority if they could host and could host NOW. After some quick back and forth, the conversation did not waste any time getting to the matter of position, likes, timing, and phone numbers. Moving to text, the couple sent the address and let Patrick head on over. Slipping on the new jockstrap, warm clothes and a shoulder bag with his new sex supplies, Patrick would show up on their brownstone doorstep within 15 minutes. After being buzzed in and walking up to the third floor, Patrick could hear their apartment front door open with a low voice call him in to greet him. Seeing the guys head peek out, the taller partner welcomed Patrick with a warm tone to his voice, covering his mostly naked body with the front door. “I’m Mike, great to see you Patrick” Mike closed the door behind Patrick and were facing each other, with Mike only wearing short briefs. Looking at his face Patrick recognized him from the photos very clearly and was relieved to see that his photos were accurate. Entering their apartment, Patrick was met with the smell of burning incense and low lit colorful lighting, and a warm air temperature. Patrick scanned the room trying to gauge the layout and if the partner was around. “You look incredibly fucking hot, this is going to be a lot of fun” Mike closed in on Patrick. Given that everything was meeting Patrick’s immediate expectations he was relaxed to give Mike a smile and a brief embrace. “Thanks for having me over so quickly you look hot yourself” Patrick returned. Mike continued to gaze into Patrick’s eyes. At this point, a sound from the kitchen could be heard as the partner, wearing a tank and briefs, came around the corner holding what appeared to be Gatorades. “Hey there kiddo I’m Ben” the shorter partner said. Mike looked at Ben with a devilish grin as Ben came up to Patrick, giving him an amicable hug to gesture his welcome. “So how long have you lived in Harlem? I don’t think I’ve seen you much online or at anybody else’s house before” Ben said “Yeah I’ve been in this area four years actually, I just don’t log on too often” Patrick replied, taking off his coat and placing the bag to the floor. “Well we’re looking forward to getting to know you better” Said Mike, smiling Small chat continued briefly about the apartment, helping Patrick ease into the environment, and the hosts were gracious to help him get comfortable. “Water?” Ben asked, heading back to the kitchen “Yes that would be great thank you. By the way I picked up some fresh poppers I hope that’s something we could try if you’re interested” “Thanks for bringing them! We can’t get enough of them. We have some new ones too so we should be in good company” said Ben Mike ushered Patrick, “come follow me Patrick. And hey, Ben? Can you also grab the other supplies?” Mike led Patrick thru the living room down their hallway, opening the door a bit further to Mike and Ben’s bedroom, more dimly lit and curtains sealing the windows. A projector was also showing incredible porn with the volume at a decent level. There was also a laptop in the middle of the bed and several cups on their dresser right near the bed. Patrick was excited but nervous, recognizing that things were gonna start heating up. “This is our room, now don’t be shy you can have a seat in the bed let me grab some candy we picked up from the deli” Patrick removed his shoes and socks, took a spot on the bed and watched as Ben came in with the Gatorade and gummy bears from the kitchen. Mike came over to Patrick and proceeded to deeply kiss him from the edge of the bed. “Let’s take this off shall we” Mike said looking into Patrick’s eyes and running his fingers across his waist. Before long, Patrick had pulled his long sleeve shirt over his head and revealed his chest. Ben had now reappeared in the doorway, focusing on their new guest as Mike took Patrick’s shirt and laid it on a side chair. Patrick’s heart was racing but was more excited than nervous. “Oh let me grab my bag in the living room” Patrick got up and headed down the hall. Grabbing his bag, Patrick returned down the hall half naked and reentered the bedroom. Ben had taken to the bed having removed his short as Mike was going through the drawers looking for something. Ben gestured to Patrick to come meet him in bed, and Patrick responded by unbuttoning his pants and exposing his black jockstrap and his hairy legs. “WOOF you’re gonna make us wild tonight, bring that ass over here!” Mike called. Climbing into the bed, Patrick dove straight into Ben and began making out aggressively, tongue locked and feeling their bodies press against each other. They could feel each others muscles and firm and warm bodies comfortably come together as they started to suck each others necks. “ would you like to try on any of our gear? We have tube socks and a harness if you’d like, I’m gonna put mine on” Mike said. Patrick chimed “ I’d love to sure “ returning to Ben, as Ben licked his pecks. Patrick’s set of gear was handed to him and he quickly figured out how the back pieces crossed and how his arms would feed through. Patrick could hear the poppers open as Ben inhaled long in each nostril. Ben looked like he entered Pleasure Island as he sat back against the headboard, took a pause to let the warmth run through his body. Patrick climbed back to Ben, facing him with his ass facing Mike. In moments, Patrick could feel the third person join the bed and began rimming his ass. Mike cradled Patrick’s dick as Mike licked upwards to the base, back toward his hole. Mike's tongue circled and circled, while he stroked Patrick’s dick slowly and tenderly. And then SLAP - against Patrick’s ass. Ben and Patrick continued licking each others tongues and exchanging saliva. Their hands cupping around each others ears to stabilize each other and holding each other firmly. Mike was now sucking on Patrick’s ass hole as the inner ass muscles were relaxed. Ben grabbed the bottle of poppers and held it to Patrick’s nostrils. “Five seconds each kiddo, we’re gonna all take a turn and get flying” Ben said. Patrick complied, letting each nostril fill with the amyl fumes, reaching his blood vessels and through his body. It was ecstasy, and Patrick took a third hit before passing the bottle to Mike. Mike inhaled twice in each nostril before capping the bottle and throwing the poppers on to the bed. “Want a cock ring? Might be fun if you haven’t used one” Ben asked me. “Yeah I’ve never used one but I’ll take one if you’ve got an extra” Patrick replied. Ben scurried off the bed and went to the dresser. Sitting back against the pillows, Patrick and Mike faced each other before colliding into each others arms and started licking each others chest. Patrick could taste Mike's salty body, letting his lips suck at Mike's treasure trail, down into his crotch. Patrick proved more dominant and pushed Mike back to expose Mike's mast. Immediately Patrick began feasting on his meat, roughly 7 inches long but pretty fat. Each of them slipped on their elastic and colorful rings. Patrick felt like it wasn’t completely necessary for his already hard dick but felt comfortable with the pressure on his balls. Before continuing Patrick grabbed some water and rehydrated. Ben, applied lube to Mike's cock and said, “wanna ride him first? And I face fuck you?” Without hesitation Patrick swung his legs on both sides of Mike to straddle him as he lined up Mike's dick right up to his loose fuck hole. Letting Patrick control the dick invasion, the slick cock pushed through Patrick’s ass lips and began to slide slowly through, letting out a low and deep moan. Ben already had the poppers ready for Patrick, as Patrick took a longer huff in each nostril. Once Patrick was sitting at the root of Mike’s throbbing dick, he let Mike's meat adjust in his warm soft cunt and settle in its new home, until he slowly begun riding back and forth like a jockey, rocking and milking themselves; Patrick pinning down Mike's elbows, and their rhythm maintaining a good pace. Ben climbed over Mike's face, giving his partner access to his sweet furry cunt, and Patrick access to his swollen uncut rod. Ben could now lean forward and grip Patrick’s hips, massaging his back muscles and lightly dig his fingernails up and down. It left red marks but not in a painful way. Patrick was quietly working Ben’s growing hard-on as Mike sucked his partners hairy ball sack. The moaning of all three of them continued as the porn from the projector continued through the queue of scenes. Now you could hear the bed beginning to squeak just a bit but ultimately the bed contained these pigs pretty well. Their heat was warming up the room and Patrick was in the center of the action. Their sweat had made his skin slick, and occasionally requiring he push back his bangs. “Hey wanna try something stronger? We wanna see if you’d like to try something that’s similar to poppers but lasts more than just a couple minutes. It’s definitely stronger and we have a bunch we wanna share with ya” Patrick’s eyes lit up. Hearing that it was similar to poppers was what Patrick was hoping to hear and this couple was fulfilling his needs. Continuing to ride Mike, Patrick agreed “fuck yeah I want you to take me beyond the limit” “Trust us you’re gonna love it. It’s gonna be a good time” Ben said in an enthusiastic way, emphasizing the last sentence. Mike looked to Ben and Ben got to the bedside table and got three big shot glasses already pre poured with what looked like a red Gatorade cocktail. “What’s in that?” Patrick asked. “Some really good shit. You’re gonna feel incredibly cock hungry and you’ll want more. Start with this dosage and see how you feel after 30 minutes.” Ben said. Stopping for a moment for Mike to pull over and sit upright, Mike grabbed a shot glass and handed one to Patrick and Ben grabbed Mike a glass and one for himself. “See ya on the other side kiddo”

What a fucked up week! It started out pretty much normal with the exception of my partner Brian being on a rare business trip. I am self-employed so my schedule is pretty flexible. I usually go to the downtown YMCA late afternoons but on Wednesday I went mid morning so I could do some chores as well. The Y was pretty empty so I relaxed in the sauna after my workout. I could see from the sauna door a muscular stud prowling from the shower who put on a bit of a show toweling himself off before entering the steam room. I am not a prude so I followed him. Two guys were in there when I entered. It was extremely steamy inside and I could barely make them out until I was quite close. I sat across from them so I could see what they were doing and if perhaps there might be a little action going on. While I am “monogomish” with Brian, I certainly feel free to jack off with others if it is discreet and occasionally will suck a bit as well. One of them ducked out pretty fast and that left the muscular stud alone with me. “How’s Brian?” he asked. That got my attention! “Ummmm, he is fine, thanks” was my reply. “You don’t know who I am, do you?” Well, it WAS steamy and I didn’t have my glasses on. He scooted closer. “I’m Vince.” he explained. He offered me his hand and held mine a bit longer than necessary while I told him that my name is Mike. “We met once at a party” Vince continued. After a pause, he gave me the key I needed. “I used to date Brian.” “Oh! That Vince!” I winced as that was supposed to be my private reaction. Vince chucked “Yes, I suppose you could say that. Has Brian said much about me?” I replied "Not really" and that was the truth. I was under the impression it was just a short-term thing and I had never pressed Brian about it. Vince confirmed they hadn’t dated too long, but after a moment he said that Brian had a fabulous ass. I wasn’t jealous, exactly, as I stammered "Why, yes he does." Vince had turned towards me and I couldn’t help to see his ample junk flopping in plain view. “I really enjoyed using his hole and I was sorry that there wasn’t the chemistry to make it work as a relationship.” This seemed like an honest declaration; although my ears and dick perked up at his way of saying he had fucked Brian. “I was the first man to fuck Brian with a PA” Vince not so discreetly grabbed his crotch as he continued. “Brian was really tight and I had to use a lot of lube on his hole as I stretched him with my fingers and also used lots of lube on my rubbers.” Vince was clearly getting hard and between seeing his sizable tool and hearing his talk, I was rock hard very quickly. I could see the thick gauged PA accenting his big head and it looked hot as hell. “Brian sucked well, although he had a hard time deep throating me.” Vince pointed his very erect dick at me and pondered “I wonder how you would do?” I was really horny as I had not cum in a few days, but I wasn’t sure I wanted to play with Vince due to his previous relationship with Brian. That didn’t seem particularly discreet. Vince seemed to pick up on my discomfort. “Look, it was many years ago when I had Brian and I never kiss and tell. Just grab and feel it.” Damn was it meaty and big! What the fuck—grabbing it couldn’t get me in trouble. Grabbing it, however, proved to be insufficient. Vince was pinching my nips (a hot spot for me) and feeling me up all over. “Come on, just taste it…try it, you’ll like it.” We both laughed at that so I figured what the hell. I got it about half way down before it became a challenge. Vince with over 8” long—and I mean REAL inches and way thicker than most. “Are you a better cock sucker than Brian? Show me how you suck, Mike!” He grabbed my head and started to face-fuck me. Someone came in at that point so I quickly sat down next to Vince. As the mystery guy was obscured in the steam, Vince kept touching me. As he rubbed my ass cheek I couldn’t help raising my hip to give him access to my hole. It was exciting to play while another man was nearby but unaware. When we were alone again Vince had me face away from him and then he knelt down and latched his mouth on my sweaty hole. FUCK that is a turn on for me! He stood up and rubbed his dick against my hole as he reached around to my nips and chewed on my neck and ear. “I wanna fuck your hole” he growled. I literally had chills run down my spine. I wasn’t going to take him raw so I turned around and said it wasn’t private here and I didn’t have any rubbers with me. “Brian always made me wear a rubber, too” Vince admitted. “I have some special ones in my gym bag and lube, too” he offered. I asked how they were special and he said that they were extra large and fit his big dick the way rubbers should fit a man. “Brian always loved how I fucked him and you will, too!” My resistance was low and my libido was high. Vince was pushing to seal the deal. He didn’t have a place available, but he was open to suggestions. I admitted Brian was out of town, but I had never brought anyone home with me. Vince was pawing me and playing me to the point of surrender. “Come on” he sighed “You are going to love it!” I did want it, but I told him that only Brian had fucked me for the last 6 years. This seemed to make his eyes gleam. “Look, here is the truth: I am moving out of state this weekend and this is the only time I’ll ever be able to be with you. I want my last memory of here to be with you.” He kissed me and his tongue plunged in. After a few minutes of serious tongue dueling and his hands possessing me I told him to meet me in the locker room and I’d give him my address. I just about chickened out while throwing my clothes on, but Vince showed up with his towel wrapped around his waist with an almost obscene bulge erasing my doubts: I gave him my address and said give me 20 minutes to get ready at home as I wanted to be prepped and squeaky clean for the fuck-session. Vince was prompt and started deep kissing as soon as he entered the door. He appreciated my jock strap and said it was perfect. I suggested the couch but he just said “uh uh. I want you on you and Brian’s bed.” In for a penny in for a pound flashed through my head as I led the way. “I can’t wait to fuck you like I fucked Brian so long ago!” Brian and I fucked protected for six months before we got our second negative HIV test and went to bare sex. As much as I prefer getting fucked ‘skin to skin’, I wasn’t going to take any chances with Vince even though he said he only tops. I am versatile, but if I am honest, I get off on fantasies of being fucked by a stud like Vince. I was glad that Vince brought his special condoms so I could get fucked just like Brian did. I could imagine that smaller condoms would be way too restrictive. Vince didn’t just ‘slide and ride’. He made me suck him hard and wet, lick his nuts and when I saw his hairy ass my tongue couldn’t resist. “Awwwwwww! Yeah, fucking worship me and you will get the fuck of your lifetime!” He promised. He also encouraged me by saying the more turned on he was, the harder he fucked and the bigger load he shot. What could be better? Still, after a good 20 minutes of foreplay I was getting crazy to get filled. Vince started his prep with eating my hole and rather harshly finger fucking me. It sort of hurt, but I was so damned horny I just moaned and relaxed to give him better access. The sooner I was open, the sooner he could breed my hole he promised. He told me he was good for two loads so if I was only good for one, I should wait until he was giving me load number two. “Fuck yes” I agreed. He wanted me on all fours for the first fuck. I saw him open the package and slide the rubber on, pinching the tip to make sure there would be room for his load. I assumed the position as he added his lube that he said looked and felt just like cum. I had heard of it, but had never tried it. The push in was slow but constant. The PA felt awesome rubbing against my prostate and I moaned as he filled me up. It was my first time being fucked with a PA, just like Vince was Brian’s first. Vince started out slow and told me how much he liked to see his dick slide in and out. After a few minutes I was relaxed enough for him to pull out and shove back in. “If only you could see what my dick looks like now” he groaned. I wanted to know a few things. “You like my ass? How does it feel for you? How do I compare to Brian?” Hey, a little praise goes a long way for me! “Needy, aren’t you!” Vince chuckled. “Mmmmmmm your ass is fine. It is tight, warm and you have great muscle control. I love how it is hungry for what I am giving you. I’d say I am happier being inside your hole than Brian’s. It fucking turns me on that you are cheating on him and giving me your hole to use just like I used him. My load will be your reward!” This talk was going to both of my heads. I get off on dirty talk. “Fuck me, Vince! I want it bad!” His thick dick was pleasing me and hurting me at the same time. The combination was making me groan and beg please. Vince started to pound harder and my response was instant. I squirmed and groaned while he started his end run. “Fuck yes, Mike! I am so loving this! I am going to fucking own your ass and claim it as mine. You want that, don’t you? You want me to do that? You want my dick?” “Please Vince!” I cried. “You want me to use your hole just like I used Brian’s, right?” YES “You don’t care that you are cheating on your partner?” Just use me, Vince, please! “That is exactly what I am doing. I am going to reward you for your bad behavior…damn, I am so close!” Fuck me Vince! Use me! Make my ass yours! Despite the condom, I swore I could feel the heat of his load pulsing inside me as he screamed and shoved his dick as far as it could go. “There! I am giving you what you deserve, Mike! Arrrrrr! I fucking own your cheating ass!" The stimulation was just too much! I exploded on the sheets and cried out. “That’s it! Cum on my dick and milk every drop out! Vince hissed. His weight pushed me flat on my stomach and I enjoyed the afterglow of his still hard dick twitching as my ass rhythmically clenched and relaxed. Brian always says that turns him on and Vince seemed quite content to let me keep working on him. About five minutes later, after we had each recovered our breath, Vince pulled out, while still pressing me down into the mattress and pulled his condom off to toss in his open gym bag. “It’s my souvenir” he snickered as he nibbled my ear. Vince turned me over and got in a 69 position with his semi-hard dick pointing at my mouth. “Clean me up!” he commanded. I gladly sucked his dick as he sucked on my sensitive dick and nuts. After a while he grabbed my thighs and exposed my ass to his probing fingers, sighing at the same time, “Damn does your ass look fine." His dick gradually went from spongy to rock hard. He re-positioned himself between my legs and reached over to grab another condom. He told me I was lubed inside and out from his first fuck as he suited up. He told me to grab his dick and place it where I needed it. His eyes closed in pleasure and he just said “ahhhhhhhh” as he pushed deep into me. “The first fuck was just a warm up. I want you to watch me, hold on to me with your hands and totally experience what I am doing to you. You are going to always remember this fuck.” I was putty in his hands and I just whimpered a little as my hands wrapped around his strong back. “That’s it. Give yourself to me. After today you’ll always associated getting fucked with what I am doing right now.” Usually doggy is my favorite position for being fucked, but Vince was right—this was a special experience. I couldn’t remember feeling so possessed by another man. Vince locked his hands on my body throughout the fuck: either on my legs, my nipples or holding on to my shoulders. His eyes rarely left mine and while it didn’t feel romantic, there was something so primal about this fuck. I told Vince that and he said “That’s right. I am fucking you the way a man should fuck another man.” I confessed that the only thing that would be better would be to have him fuck me raw, but I quickly added that I couldn’t do that. Vince smiled and said condom or not, I was being fucked the way it should be. I was surprised how hard I was. Vince knew how to keep me stimulated from within and without. Nevertheless, after about 30 minutes I was getting rather sore from the relentless fucking and PA clad head rubbing inside me. Vince said there was no need to stop and add lube as he was getting close again. “Fuck yes” I moaned. “I want it bad.” “What do you want?” Vince asked. “What do you want from me, Mike? You want me to use you like I used Brian? You want to be claimed as mine?” I was moaning yes and please almost like a chant. “You want this connection? You want to be bred by me? By now I was almost babbling as Vince was going in for the kill. I kept begging for him to have his way with me, to use me, to breed me. Despite his condom I could pretend that he was going to breed my torn up ass with his seed. “Yes, fucker! Here comes the breeding you have always wanted. The fuck you will always remember; I…FUCKING…OWN…YOU!!!” Each word was accentuated with full penetration. He went still on the last word and flexed and throbbed like crazy. “You’ve got it…you are fucking bred…ahhhhhhh…” A few quick strokes with my hand and I was shooting clear on my chest. I was way louder than I usually am. There was something so satisfying about that fuck. We were both sweating as we came off our fuck-high. “You have no idea how much I enjoyed fucking you, Mike.” It was almost tender. “I’ll always remember fucking you.” He added. It wasn’t lip service when I told him that the pleasure had been mine. Vince slowly pulled out and tossed his second condom in his bag. We both took a short shower together with Vince massaged my hole saying “Just so I'll always remember your ass.” I laughed and was in a great mood. Vince kissed me deeply and told me that he really enjoyed fucking me…just like he had fucked Brian he added. I confessed I couldn’t believe Brian was willing to let go of his fuck tool. “Well, I am just glad I could have you today…in a way, I feel like I fucked Brian as well by fucking you.” Later that afternoon I emptied a huge amount of lube out of my ass. Fingering my hole and smelling the goo I had to agree that Vince’s lube was the closest thing to cum that I had ever had. Brian got back late Friday and we fucked like bunnies. I enjoyed fucking him bare and pretended that Vince was me. I mentioned I had seen Vince at the Y in conversation late Saturday and that he was moving out of state. Brian seemed to be in a pensive mood and I asked what he was thinking about. Brian explained that even though Vince was hot sex, he was glad he was with me. I smiled at that and asked why he hadn’t stayed with Vince. “Well, we weren’t dating too long and I guess I was a bit naive.” I asked what about. “I always seemed to be full of lube after Vince fucked me and I checked and saw that his stash of rubbers were all carefully slit at the tip and put back in the package.” My heart lurched. “It’s just as well he is moving, I guess. I heard he is poz now and I’d hate to think that anyone I know might get bred like I was…”

When friends would make jokes at me about always playing safe etc they used to hype up bareback and part of me used to think 'yeah whatever I bet it's not all that different'. However, I was obviously incredibly wrong and I'm annoyed at how long it took me to switch to bareback lol! I'm just glad he was verbal and persistent about wanting to fuck me raw, I definitely won't forget the first time I had a guy cum inside me! 😁

Also took me ages to graduate to raw fucking like it is meant to be. Tried it once and was hooked 😁

Real men wear condoms. There is nothing wrong with wearing a condom as long as what you are wearing is THE right kind of condom. There are many kinds of condom. The rubber kind do not work for a lot of men. These are the wrong kind to use. These kind of condoms are use and dispose. The kind of condoms real men need are the ones which are be reusable. The kind of condom I am speaking of, the best fitting condom for real men, has been in use for centuries. Let me reintroduce you to Bottoms for Men. A Bottom is not only skin tight, it is also reusable. Sharing a Bottom with other men couldn't be easier. You can slip your dick out of a Bottom and pass it to a buddy very easily. This sharing can happen as few or as many times as you desire. This could not happen with a rubber condom. Bottoms for Men are also washable. You could never do this with a rubber condom. Pictured is a man preparing to slip his hard dick into a Bottom. It is really easy to use a Bottom. See how easy it is. Try it yourself. Bottoms for Men come in many sizes, shapes and colours. You can use Bottoms for Men anywhere you please. There is nothing like a good Bottom to satisfy the sexual needs of men. It doesn't matter what the size of the Bottoms for Men condom is that you are using, your dick will fit inside it. Remember some Bottoms are tighter than others. You might have to give your dick a good hard thrust to get it in. The best method to use is to hold Bottom firmly and slam your dick inside it. What could be easier? All bars, bathhouses, bookstores, sex clubs, parks and recreation areas stock Bottoms for Men. Everywhere, regardless of whether the management wants to admit it or not, stocks Bottoms for Men. Remember Bottoms for Men come in two types: NEG and POZZED. Use Hard. Use frequently. Only dispose of a Bottom for Men when it is completely used up and totally unusable.

I plan on being a major piG.

I went to Club Philly a few times and wow! NOW I know why Philly is the city of brotherly love! Very loving! Hehe

We're in tandem, atlfuckbud .... it's an amazing way to "enter" the bottom, but I always do a "sniff-test" first. Not that it's an infallible test - it isn't. But it does offer an indication of who's serious and who isn't. There's an amazing "connection" - "bonding" experience available while your mouth is exploring a raw Hole. If other Cocks have been rutting/Breeding it already, so much the better.

This ^ is worthy of a bit of a deeper dive. As a man who lived in Northern Illinois for most of my life, now living in FL these past dozen+ years, I would hazard that in the South, the racism is far more blunt, obvious, and in-your-face. However, racism runs deeply and silently in the North as well. Quietly - as on cat's paws - subtly - like a deep, underground river that all drink from in one way or another. The shame is so deeply buried that most don't recognize that they're as racist as anyone else. Northerners would not hesitate to deny their racism, which makes it all the more insidious. But it's there. Here in South Florida, it's easy to make a foul face and turn away as a ratty old pickup with the Stars and Bars flying freely rattles by. That kind of bold hatred doesn't exist in the North, but the subtle, quiet acceptance of White Privilege surely does. Thanks for your reply, JimInWisc,

Oh I agree totally! I took a lot of time to progress to bareback, but now that I've done it, i always prefer raw unless the top specifically wants to use condoms. You're so right about intimacy with the top as well!

Just gave my load to a hot Malaysian guy with a beautiful ass. Arrived in Malaysia a few hours ago and luckily the dating apps still work as good here as I remember from my last time. He turned quite into a cum pig as soon as be got his lips on my dick. I was rock hard when he sucked me and got my dick as deep as possible before I rimmed and then banged his hot hole. I ended it with blasting my load deep into his cumdump hole. Great way to be welcomed back.

It’s a progression. I went from only going bare with long term partners, then in 2013 to guys I new were neg or undetectable, then after a few years to bare only but with guys who answered the status question right and eventually a few years ago to not asking status at all. Raw feels way better and there is a sense of more intimacy with the top.

Part 28: Worlds Cumming Together (Chapter 4 of the Demise of Lewis and Ryan) (Peter Flanagan's POV) My heart nearly stopped as I opened the door and saw that Lewis wasn’t alone. “Ryan,” I said, trying to compose myself, hiding the fear I was feeling in this sudden shift of events. “How are you?” “I’m good, Mr. Flanagan,” Ryan said, smiling at me and then Lewis. I stood there staring, my mind struggling to understand what was happening. “Can we come inside?” Lewis asked. “Of course,” I told him, moving to the side. I followed them into the living room where Domonic was sitting, my eyes latching onto his, watching his reaction. He sat up straighter, eyes darting between the two young men. He then looked at me, eyes slightly wide. “Mr. Moore,” Lewis said, stopping and looking back at me. I could tell he too was confused. Neither he nor I expected each other to bring someone else to what was expected to be hours of fucking. “How are you, Lewis?” Domonic said. He settled his eyes on Ryan and smiled. “And this is?” “Ryan Kline, sir,” Ryan said, reaching out a hand which Domonic shook. Domonic’s smile grew wider, and I could tell his mind was overflowing with a multitude of twisted and depraved ideas of what he wanted to do with and to these two young men. Yes, I knew Lewis was up to getting fucked, and my cock desperately wanted to feel both his mouth and his hole wrapped around it, but there was no way to know if Ryan knew why I had invited Lewis over. For all I knew, he thought it was an actual church meeting. I hadn’t expected this to turn sideways so quickly. “Ryan,” I started, “why don’t you take a seat, talk with Domonic for a second, while Lewis helps me grab a few things.” “Yes, Ryan,” Domonic said, leaning back, getting comfortable. “Let’s talk.” I shot Domonic a look that said, “Don’t fuck him until we know he wants to get fucked and fucked up.” Lewis followed me into the kitchen and jumped backward when I spun around, wide-eyed. “What the fuck?” “What?” Lewis asked. “Why is he here?” “Ryan?” “Yes, Ryan!” I hissed. “Why did you bring the pastor’s son here on the night we were going to…” I stopped, unable to complete the thought as my mind felt as if it was overloading. “…to fuck?” Lewis finished. I nodded. “I thought it would be alright,” Lewis said. “I didn’t think you’d be mad if I brought someone else over for fucking.” Lewis’s words were moving through my mind at a slow speed. “For fucking?” I asked. Lewis smiled and nodded. “Are you serious?” “Sure am,” Lewis said. “And does he know…?” “…that you fucked me? He does. He fucked me a few weeks ago.” “He fucked you?” “Not as good as you did,” Lewis said, stepping forward and placing his hands on my shoulders, running his fingers down my arms, squeezing my muscles. “After we fucked, I was losing it a bit. You didn’t speak to me right after, so I panicked. I thought I did something wrong.” I’d forgotten how insecure teenagers were, even though I taught them almost every single day. I should have known that Lewis would have been freaked out and needed to talk. “I stayed with Ryan for a weekend in his dorm and told him everything,” Lewis continued. “You do realize he could have outed you and me, right? I could lose my job.” “I’m eighteen,” he said. “Doesn’t matter,” I said. “You’re still a student. I’m still a teacher. They don’t like it when we fuck the students, even if they are legal.” I backed away from him, his fingers which had moved down to my hips, fingers stretching back to my ass, trying to keep me close. “We barely dodged a bullet.” “He’s not going to tell anyone,” Lewis said. “He kissed me,” Lewis stepped forward, arms wrapping over my shoulders and pulling me close, our faces inches apart. He leaned in and we kissed, soft at first and then deeply until I let out a loud moan. “Everything alright in there?” Domonic called. “We’re fine,” I said. I looked at Lewis who smiled, his face flushed. Fuck, I wanted to kiss him again, to tear off his clothing, to fuck him harder than I’ve ever fucked anyone before. “So,” I said, regaining composure, “he kissed you…” “And then he fucked me,” Lewis said. “Turns out, he’s been jerking off to men for a while.” “Really? Ryan?” Lewis nodded. “He says he’s fantasized about you.” “Me?” I asked, my dick growing hard, creating an outline in my pants. “What did you tell him?” “That you’re big,” he said, running his hand along my bulge, sending chills throughout my body, knees weak. “That I almost drowned in your cum.” “Big expectations,” I said. “I also found out that he’s got a thing for Pastor Ryder,” he said. “Pastor Ryder?” I asked, worried about how much he knew. “When you messaged me,” Lewis said, “I thought I’d bring him too. He’s desperate for someone to fuck his ass, and he wants to fuck someone else’s ass, too.” “Busy guy.” Lewis craned his neck, looking back out into the living room. “Is Mr. Moore gay?” I nodded. “That’s awesome,” Lewis said. “I want you to fuck me again, but I would be lying if I said I wasn’t getting hard thinking of him pounding me.” “I’m glad you feel that way,” I said, noticing movement behind Lewis. “What the…” Lewis turned. “Pastor Kline?” Pastor Kline stood just outside the kitchen doorway, his focus set on the living room where I heard the conversation stop. What the FUCK is he doing? I moved past Lewis and reached out for Pastor Kline, but he pulled away, moving into the living room. “Why is he here?” Lewis asked. I looked at Lewis, a guilty grin acting as my answer. Lewis’s eyes opened wide as his mouth dropped open. “No. Fucking. Way.” “Ryan,” Pastor Kline said, Lewis and I following after him. “What are you doing here?” “Dad?” Ryan exclaimed, jumping up. Pastor Kline turned to me. “What’s going on?” “Well…” I started, realizing I had no way of clearly explaining the mess. I also realized that my bulge was noticeable, my abundant pre-cum already creating a large wet mark on my pants. “Isn’t it obvious?” Domonic asked, the only man looking relaxed as if he was enjoying himself. “Ryan is gay and so is his dad, but neither knew about the other’s need for dick.” Ryan and Pastor Kline stared at each other, the room unnaturally silent. “Is that true?” Pastor Kline asked. “Are you gay?” Ryan looked back at me and Lewis, both of us nodding. “I am,” he said. “And you are, too?” Pastor Kline nodded. “Why are you here?” Ryan asked. “Lewis said it was just going to be us and Mr. Flanagan.” “It’s a bit of a complex explanation,” Will said, appearing behind us with Jay close behind. “What the fuck is happening?” Lewis asked. “Now this is a fucking church meeting,” Domonic said. “Everyone come into the living room,” I told them. We were all sitting, the tension in the room at a high. Still, something about it was keeping me hard, especially seeing Ryan and Pastor Kline so close together. Pastor Kline being a bottom made sense, his need for dick almost plastered on his face. Ryan held a dominant quality about him, a quality I was sure turned Pastor Kline on and fueled many masturbatory nights. Had Ryan really fucked Lewis? Did he really have a thing for me and Pastor Ryder? I watched as his eyes focused on Will and me, a lusting appearing along with his unease. “As you’ve probably guessed,” Will started, “everyone in this room is gay.” “What the fuck is going on at your church?” Domonic said, smiling, his hand rubbing his crotch. “Obviously, Lewis,” Will said, “you didn’t know when you were coming here tonight that we’d be here. We didn’t know anything about Ryan.” “Why is everyone here?” Lewis asked, looking at me. “After we fucked,” I told him, “I went and spoke to Pastor Kline and Pastor Ryder. I thought I was going to confess to them. Instead, they got me off.” “You told them?” Lewis asked. “You were pissed that I told Ryan.” “They got you off?” Ryan added, looking at his dad. “I had a feeling he was gay,” Pastor Kline said. “Then they brought Peter to me,” Domonic said. “He needed some breaking in.” “And who are you?” Ryan asked. “Beyond being Mr. Moore.” “I’m the one who started this fuckfest,” Domonic said. “You see, I seduced Will and fucked him several times. Practically broke his hole, but the good Lord gave him a dick that almost rivals mine.” “Really?” Ryan asked, eyes now glued to Will’s crotch, his own crotch starting to tent. “Then,” Domonic continued, “he went to visit his family, and he fucked his brother. Say ‘Hi,’ Jay.” Jay raised his hand. Lewis and Ryan looked at each other, their bulges growing fast. “Will came back, found out Pastor Kline had thrown himself at me, so I had him waiting on my bed. We both fucked him.” “They fucked you?” Ryan asked his dad. “Several times,” Domonic said. “Even more than that.” “I’m sorry, son,” Pastor Kline said. “I can’t help it. I need cock. I need someone fucking my ass or my throat. I love the taste of cum and the smell of sweaty men. I even drink their piss when they’re ready to burst. I need dominant men taking control and using me like a cumdump.” “Fuck, you’re making me hard,” Jay said, his hand rubbing his dick through his pants. “After my confession,” I said, picking up the story, “I went, and Domonic fucked me the first time. After that, I’ve been fucked several times and have fucked several times.” “We’ve witnessed the miracle that is his unlimited jizz supply,” Domonic said. Couldn’t believe it till I saw it with my own eyes. I’m sure Lewis can attest to it.” Lewis nodded. “And when we knew Lewis would be wanting more dick in his ass,” Domonic said, eyeing Lewis, “We knew we had to take a chance.” “You’re all here to fuck me?” Lewis asked. He smiled. “Fucking hot.” He stood up and pulled off his shirt and started unbuttoning his pants. “Who wants to go first?” “It’s not that simple,” Will said. “Why not?” Lewis asked. We all looked at each other, the moment we had been dreading finally here. “Something you don’t know about us,” Will started, “is that we aren’t just a group of gay men fucking. You see, Domonic is poz. He’s HIV+, something he thought I knew when he fucked me.” “We only fuck bare,” Domonic said. “No condoms allowed.” “Isn’t that dangerous?” Lewis asked. “Dangerous if you don’t want it,” Domonic told him. “Exciting if you’re looking to fuck the way men are meant to fuck, to fuck with freedom and no limits. You see everyone is burdened by this fear of sexual depravity and perversion. When you’re poz, that fear disappears because you embrace the depravity and perversion for what they truly are: mind-blowing passion.” “Are you all…” Ryan asked, looking around the room. “I’m not,” I said. “Though, I am trying.” Ryan looked at his dad. “Are you?” Pastor Kline nodded. “Does mom know?” “Absolutely not,” he said. “I don’t plan on her ever knowing or ever pozzing her. It’s my choice. Ryan, it’s the best sex I’ve ever had. I’ve never felt this free before. I know this is a shock, but it’s something I’ve wanted for so long. Even in college I wanted this. I couldn’t say no.” “That’s why you didn’t know about us being here,” Will said. “We only want to come out if you were alright with fucking bareback, knowing you’ll probably be pozzed.” Lewis looked at me. “You’re trying to get infected?” I nodded. “What’s it like?” “Incredible,” I told him. “It’s the best experience I’ve ever had.” Lewis looked at Ryan, a discussion taking place between them in silence. “I’ve come this far,” Lewis said. “And the thought of never having Mr. Flanagan’s dick in my hole again, even after he is pozzed, is something I don’t want to think about.” My cock got as hard as it had ever been. “I get your ass first,” Domonic told Lewis. “It’s only right.” “Sounds good to me,” Lewis said, walking over to Domonic, flaunting his almost naked body in front of him. Domonic reached out and pulled Lewis closer, his hands running along the young man’s slender frame. “Fuck, Peter,” he said, looking at me, pulling Lewis don’t onto his lap, “anymore students you want to fuck?” “None like him,” I said. “And what about you, Ryan?” Pastor Kline asked, staring at his son. “I guess I’ve got only two questions,” Ryan said, looking at Will. “Pastor Ryder, will you fuck my virgin ass?” Will smiled. “I’d love to.” Ryan smiled. “And Dad?” “Yes, son?” “Can I fuck your ass right after?” Pastor Kline smiled. “Ryan, you don’t know how long I’ve waited to hear you say that.” “Enough talking,” Jay said, his clothing already off, his dick hard. “Let’s fuck these young men up.” ____________________________________________________________________________________________________ I didn't realize just how much discussion would be needed to bring everything together. Sorry for the lack of sex, but the next chapter or two or three will be all sex. I tried to make it as hot as I could without everyone shoving their dicks into whatever hole was open. Stopping Domonic from jumping on Ryan and Lewis the second they walked in was hard. Don't worry, he'll have them soon enough. I have an idea for another character to be introduced, one that a reader suggested to me, and I like it. It'll take some thinking, but we'll see what happens. I don't want to drag this story out for no reason. It does need an end. Also, I can't believe this story has almost 100,000 views (right now it's at 94.4 k). Thanks for reading.

Thank you for the tips ! I’m going to SLAMMERS this coming Wednesday night during CUMUNION so I’m sure it’ll be fun. W O O F !!!

chapter three it must have been less than 5 minutes with him lay there, exposed and hole starting to drip that toxic load out of him onto the cold club floor, but must have felt an eternity for my guy. I briefly looked up to see who was around and just as I did so someone came out of the dark and moved between my leaking partners legs. He was over six feet tall, had broad shoulders, and dressed head to toe in black leather. He stood out in the club as he clearly enjoyed the gym, but had just hit that sweet spot of toned, muscular but not overbuilt. He was wearing black boots, leather jeans and a black biker jacket open with nothing under it. I could see his amazing body and then there was that face, just a bit of stubble on his dark tanned skin and blue eyes that stood out in the dark. He was stunning, I could see that, but my man had no idea who was stood rubbing between his legs. I could tell the leather guy was shy, almost a bit of a newbie to the scene by the way he did not just help himself, but looked to me for approval. I moved down to stand behind him and leaned him a little closer in so he could kiss my boy. I must have unleashed an animal as the leather guy just started kissing and spitting into my guy's mouth. I started to rub his cock through his leathers and that's when I found it. He must have been at least 8 inches and was not even fully hard. I unzipped and lowered his jeans so his cock could rest against my boys lubed up cock and balls. He stood back up straight and leaned back to me asking “is this guy poz?”, “not sure now, he took a poz load earlier” was all I could whisper back. The idea of my guy being poz made me so hard. The leatherman carried on “that's cool then, was checking as I’m strictly poz for poz fucks”. That answered my question before I even asked it. He stepped back a bit and then just pushed slowly into his hole to the root. He was not going to hold off or take his time, he knew what he wanted, as my other half groaned deeply. He started to fuck his hole using the last guy's load as lube, the sling moved back and forth so he could push in and rock back and forth along with his cock. I stood back and watched, letting him just use my guy, who had not asked questioned or even checked i was still there. The leather guy was building speed and starting to talk dirty right in my guys blind folded face. “you like that raw dick in you? you want my cum? you REALLY want it? you want me to breed you? Tell me how badly you want it!” he said it “breed you” but would my other half work out what he meant? would he pull back in shock? The all I heard was his voice in the dark, “breed my fucking filthy loaded hole with your seed!”, what the fuck! This was so hot it pushed the leather man over the edge and he just pushed in deep, grunting slightly and his hips jolting as he shot stream after stream of poz cum into my guy. He stood there inside him for a few minutes to catch his breath, and then leaned forward to tell him “your one sloppy slut back there, and so fucking hot. If you want to see who just shot in you, just look for the leather man with the wet dick. I might need to get you in leather soon as it would suit your look if your up for it.” the only reply he got back was “ANYTHING you want to do to this body you can. You breed it, you own it”. With that, he kissed him deeply again, pulled his softening cock out of my guys hole, and vanished back off into the dark of the club.

That's the blessing about being a man ...we can separate our feelings and sex. It can take time for some men but usally can see the difference in sex with their lover and sex as a recreational sport.

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

Repair Job by Hozzel February 2023 Dan Harmon paused at the street level entrance to the innocuous Down Below Club. Despite glaring afternoon sunlight, the bottom of the stairs pooled silent in mysterious subterranean darkness. He had heard stories about this place, wicked stories of easy sex, carnal delights and shameless perversions, the sweet froth of lurid imagination and guilty self-pleasures. He suspected it was all fictionalized hype to attract customers. But the idea of a gay sex club intrigued him anyway. He reached the dim landing and rapped on the heavy blood-red door. After there was no answer he turned the handle and the door silently swung away. "Hello?" Summer scorch surrendered to cool air-conditioned bliss. Darkness gradually succumbed as Dan's irises slowly opened. Through a wide arch, he spied a large room with a disco motif: banks of dark speakers towered either side of a parquet dance floor, unlit screens covered walls, laser and light projectors waited, a mist generator slept. White round tables and pillowed benches dotted the perimeter. Other arches and open doorways lead to mysterious passages, ramps, and stairs. Arrowed signs pointed to other bars, a place called The Red Roomz, something called the Voyeur's Lounge, and another The Pit, and a sauna, and a beer garden. The rumored den of iniquity seemed more like a fancy disco pub than a sleazy pick-up palace for gay men. "Anyone here? I'm Dan Harmon from D-Tec Computer Support. Someone called me about a problem with a database?" He passed through a wide arch and approached a shiny black-topped bar. Silver and glass glistened the wall. Bottles paraded like crystalline soldiers. Behind the bar, a dark woman bent over an open cooler. The ultra-short hem of her tight, black mini-dress barely covered graceful curves. Midnight colored leg flesh flowed into knee-high black boots. What would a woman be doing in a gay sex club? Maybe she worked the bar and could take him to the club's manager. "Hello?" he said faintly. She snapped the cooler shut, raised her head, and paused when she saw his reflection. A sly grin crossed her round face. She slowly straightened then carefully turned. His gaze locked onto the clinging dress's evocative plunging décolletage. Without thinking he stared at the exposed inner slopes of nice large firm breasts. She stood still for longer than a moment, hand on hip, gaging his face before she smirked. "You can close your mouth now, hun." Low toned dulcet voice flowed like golden silk. Dan blinked and shook himself out of erotic subspace. "I, uh, I..." "They're called boobs, hun. Some say staring is rude, but I take outright gawking as a compliment. Have a good look." "Oh, sorry. I ... I don't usually do that." "You don't check out tits? But you look straight." "No. I mean..." He turned his face away, embarrassed. "I don't look at... I'm sorry. I mean no disrespect." She smiled impishly, shook her head, crossed bare arms. "Well, that's nice to know." Pursing his dry lips, Dan quickly gazed up through the pronounced valley of her midnight colored chest, along her delicate neck, round chin, thick lips, and finally at a beautiful face. Her space-black hair was cropped close but not quite bald. Night-rimmed brown gaze speared deep into his turbulent soul. A mischievous smile emerged again, enhanced by lovely twin dimples. Height, beauty and implied sexual power mixed a potent combination that sent Dan's lurid imagination swirling and his heart pounding. He had not felt this way in years, since his long fling with Kurt, a serious cross-dresser. He sorely missed their shared emotional connection, Kurt's stunning outfits and wigs, and his evocative alter-ego, Nordic-looking Samantha. All that vigorous frequent sex in all those risky places. Sam could be sexually aggressive and demanding, and loving and fun, in contrast to Kurt's gentle passiveness. "You're the programmer," the dark woman said. Dan snapped out of memoryspace and nodded a fraction before reluctantly tearing his rude stare away. "I can tell by the casual look, the longer hair, the faint stubble, pen in the pocket, no tie, the tablet -" she leaned over the bar, gazed down, "- and that big flash drive in your pants." She stretched further over the bar, scanned down his body, smiled for a moment, then raised her head. Centimeters before his flushed face, her piercing dark eyes raked his. Warm breath caressed his parted lips. A faint tang of cinnamon quaffed. "Your clothes and shoes are quality but you've been putting off a hair cut. You would rather not care how you appear to others, given a completely free choice. Other things are more important to you than appearance but you acknowledge the need for good presentation when necessary. You have a kind face but those tan eyes are inquisitive and hide secret mischief. You're nervous as hell and way out of your comfort zone." Her thick lips paused a few centimeters from his. Warm breath kissed his stunned mouth. "You're a geek with a very naughty secret side that you have hidden from the world for a long time. But I can't tell if you are gay or not." She pulled back, stood, and crossed her bare arms. Amusement flashed. "You haven't run so you might be." It felt as if a hammer had smashed through his body. Somehow, this intriguing woman had seen straight into his soul. She oozed intoxicating sexual strength. Without thinking he blurted, "I'm gay but... but... Mistress, what can I do for you?" then cursed himself for being rude again. Instead of showing offense, the midnight woman smirked again. "I bet your mind is swimming with all kinds of naughty ideas about that. Gay works well for me, especially in this place, but, hey, I've been known to dabble on the other side of the track from time to time. Mistress, that's a laugh, but I like it. You can call me Evan. Now, how may you help your new mistress?" Embarrassed further, Dan looked down then left, desperately trying to avoid staring at her luscious half exposed breasts. Something about her had already grabbed his loins. Maybe she was his kryptonite, too, just as Kurt had been. It wasn't right. Men were his attraction, not women. At the train station he checked out men, not women or girls. He very much preferred throbbing cocks although he could appreciate a good-looking girl's graceful curves, full breasts and displayed cleavage. Thumbing the edge of his tablet, his knotted stomach tightened. He forced his eyes to concentrate on Evan's surprisingly soft, smooth face. "I'm here to see the manager about a problem with a database." Evan stood straight, hand on curved hip. "That thing has right royally screwed itself. Even I couldn't fuck it back into shape, and, trust me, hun, I can fuck anything into any shape I want." She paused, smiled, turned. "Come with me. Perhaps you can work a miracle." As he followed her around the bar, Dan realized the stunning mature black woman was almost half a head taller than his own 175 centimeters. She had the solid body of a strong amazon warrior, muscular biceps and stomach of a workout fanatic. Buckle encrusted spike-heeled knee-high boots further elevated her to nearly two meters. Strong bare arms sensuously swaying, she lead him through a dark arch, beneath The Red Romz sign, to a dim hall bordered by unmarked variously colored doors. Adorning the walls, artful shadowy photos depicted men engaged in graceful erotic activity. Just past the arch they turned and climbed narrow stairs. (From behind and below, he slyly admired her long tight legs as they flowed from the tops of her enticing boots into the hidden recesses of her body-hugging, ultra-short dress.) At the landing they walked down a wide hallway before pausing at the first door on the left. A simple black-etched silver sign read Manager, and beneath that a white sign displayed a friendly panting bulldog. Enter at own risk. Grinning, she twisted a worn brass knob. The solid wooden door eeked open to reveal a large private office. A clean wooden desk held a single computer screen. Wall mounted surveillance monitors displayed half a dozen dark rooms, the entrance and the bar. Pastel lavender walls flowed into a rich aubergine carpet, svelte as fresh snow. On the far wall a sign said simply, "You are in my domain now. Life is different here. Carnality is mandatory. Stay calm and let's fuck." "This is my private office." She pointed at the monitor. "There's the naughty boy." As Evan followed Dan around the desk, her hand lightly brushed his shoulders. She stood close to him and pointed at the screen. "Here, have a look." Dan forced himself to relax, hunkered over the desk, and took hold of the mouse control. Her right palm slid down his back. Obsidian nails gently raked until she held the left cheek of his bum. Shocked and nervous, Dan tried to ignore her erotic exploration. His paranoid voice asked What The Hell? In his experience, it usually took time to get to know the other person first. Anon sex was not his thing. He did not wish to appear rude, nor offend, so he let her fingers explore and grip and squeeze while he examined the screen. He found an icon simply labeled "My Database", checked its properties, then opened the program. Next to his ear, she said, "Click on Edit, bring up a record and try to save it." Sure enough, a malformed database error message appeared. "What's the database engine?" "SQLite embedded in the software." "I know it. Who wrote this?" "I did." Dan sucked a surprised breath, glanced back at the grinning woman. Mature, beautiful, very sexy, and she knew how to code. Why was his body responding to her obvious interest? It felt right but also wrong, an intoxicating mixture, just like Kurt. Kryptonite. "Are you the manager?" he said. Evan smirked. "That, too, hun. I own this den of iniquity. It's all mine, every spot, every lick, every stain, every suck, every hole." Oh, Dan thought. Oops. He said, "I can see the program is on a server. Is that ever turned off or rebooted?" "Always turned on. Just like me." Dan grinned. "Doesn't hurt to reboot occasionally. Clears out all the cobwebs. Is there a backup power supply?" "Yes, for the whole place. Mine is permanently charged." Her hand squeezed his bum, and her casual reply felt remarkably good. "Does the server handle anything other than the database?" "Oh, yes. The server holds the database, documents, letters, images, some porn and music. Mostly video surveillance. The tills are run on a separate network." He felt her other gentle hand on his shoulder. A finger rubbed his neck sending shivers throughout his body. "Handling hard things is something I enjoy. I especially like to make them spend." Trying desperately not to respond, he clicked an icon. "Three ten-terabyte hard drives. That's a whopping lot of storage capacity for a small database. You wrote the program?" "Just me and these." She waggled long fingers. Tongue touched pearl teeth. Pert dimples deepened. He said, "I think it may be a broken index or b-tree link. It can happen if the anti-virus system scans the file when writing or even at random. Need to exclude that folder from scanning. I should be able to put it back into shape easily. I'll just plug my tablet in." He took out a short cable from his pocket and clicked it in place. "I love playing with plug-ins." He felt her fingers return to his bare neck and her other hand squeeze his butt cheek. Her tall supple body slipped against his. Dan sucked a shuddered breath. With difficult concentration, he worked through the steps to export the data from the database file, create a new file then re-import the data and rebuild indexes. When he was almost finished, he stood up and said, "You seem to have cams everywhere." Evan said, "Not here in my office. Here, I am completely helpless to your amorous advances. No one will ever know except us." He felt her step back. "Nothing like privacy," he said. "Do you keep the recordings?" "Only a few. All the dirty movies are right there on the server. There's a few I can share. Would you like to see some? Bend over the desk and click on that icon." "What?" "Bend over the desk and open that folder," Evan ordered. Her voice had suddenly become deeper, stern and instantly commanding. Without thinking, Dan leaned over the desk again and clicked on a yellow folder icon. A huge list of video files appeared. "That folder, the one labeled Special." He opened the subfolder Evan had indicated then double-clicked on a random video file. A pane opened revealing a clear view of a small group of nude men involved in what appeared to be a gangbang. On her hands and knees a dark naked woman with big swaying breasts and red fishnets was being fucked from behind by one short man while another hammered into her sucking mouth. Next to her another young woman with red hair and pale skin was also taking on two men at the same time. She looked vaguely familiar. In fact, she looked...wait... he could see the tip of a hard cock bobbing between her thighs. Then he looked at the dark woman and saw her stiff cock, too. Her swaying hair was long, thick and jet black, and her skin almost as dark as Evan's. In fact... "Yeah, that's me. Have a good look. I'll be right back." He couldn't take his eyes off the video. The dark trans-sexual's body rapidly jerked in time with the two men she was simultaneous pleasuring. Others crowded around, getting ready for their turns. He could hear her loud moaning and shrieks of muffled laughter. Behind him there was a rustling sound then a quick sharp snap. Suddenly, without warning, he felt his pants yanked down then his briefs. His balls and semi-hard penis flopped free. Cool air stung. Long fingers grasped his hips and something slick and wet probed against the crack. His cock instantly swelled hard. "Hey! What are you doing?" Evan roughly pushed him down onto the desk. "You're in the Down Below Club, hun. Don't you know what people come here to do? They come here to suck and fuck and have fun. Everyone gets laid here, no exceptions. We frown on the word 'no'. That's the big rule. There's also this edict: we seal the deal with sex. Besides, you're cute and your pretty ass is tight and round and oh so fuckable. Now, prepare to seal our deal." Dan could not believe his luck. Evan was not just a woman, she was that very special type of woman he always dreamed of getting to know intimately, the type his brother, Ben, had married. Dan had only met the ravishing Kelly Ravane once but it had been enough to cause lurid wet fantasies and severe envy. He held his breath as he felt that familiar thick thing push between his ass cheeks and against his rear pucker. He had not been fucked in a long time but instinctively his rosebud dilated. "What have we here? A willing hole for my eager shecock, as I call it. Here it comes, hun." He sharply inhaled as that full feeling of sudden bareback penetration swept through his shaking body. Before he could begin to relish the deep plunging act, he felt hips bump against his rear cheeks and her cock press against something in his guts. He gasped and blew out explosive air as she sunk very deep. It had all happened in a moment, mere seconds. It felt huge. He felt stuffed full. And it felt fantastic. He moaned. Evan reached around - "Let's get rid of this" - pulled his body up, and unbuttoned his shirt. She pushed it up and off over his arms before she roughly shoved him onto the desk and leaned over his back. He felt the weight of her heavy body and her big tits press against him. Her hard cock felt massive. He let out a shaky breath, tried to relax and get used to it. "That's right, hun," she said with a warm breathy voice in his ear. "As you can see right there in that old recording, I like to bottom for a group, but today I'm going to fuck your tight ass. I don't know what the fuck it is about you but ever since I laid eyes on you all I want to do is stick my hard bare cock into you and bang you senseless. Your round ass looks so good on my spear. You feel nice and tight, but you're clearly not a virgin. Without thinking your hole let me slide right in so you're obviously experienced. Hold still while I see if I can make you cum!" "Me? What about you?" Dan huffed. He was already panting. "Oh, I'm going to load you up plenty, hun. Don't you worry about that. I can feel it boiling in my heavy balls already." She raised herself to a full, tall standing position, grabbed his hips, yanked him up and backward and, with a serious laugh, plunged deep into his asshole. Dan stood on his toes and let out a low moan. It felt good to be fucked again, very good indeed. He had missed it more than he realized. Evan fucked roughly. Her fingers clamped hard onto his butt as she frantically thrust her solid rod deep and hard. He groaned. He felt her cock rub inside as it pumped in and out, in and out. Felt it stimulate his sensitive prostate. Felt those old, cherished feelings of physical pleasure mount. She knew exactly what to do, how to make him feel everything, and how to force his body to respond to her desire. She worked her cock and worked his body with savage expertise and consummate skill. In moments he began to quiver then shake as he felt a building orgasm. Sensations ran rampant. "Fuck, you feel good. I am going to blast a big load inside you," Evan laughed, "then you can cum for me." Dan moaned and grunted as she pummeled. "Whatever you want," he blurted while his body was fiercely jerked back and forth. "Oh, yes!" she purred. "Oh, fuck! Won't take long, hun! You feel so fucking tight and good!" She shoved hard and Dan yelped. His jiggling butt clenched tight around her entire spearing cock's full length. He could feel her deep panting breaths blanketing his back. The strength of her pounding felt amazing. As Evan slammed, she laughed off and on, clearing enjoying herself and the pleasure she took from him. She lunged over and over, faster and faster, harder and harder until his whole body jerked to her savage, relentless tune. "Almost there already! I'm going to cum right now. You feel so fuckin' good! I love it!" She rammed her hips against his ass again. Dan yelled and thrashed. In response, she lunged even harder. "Ooo! Ahhh! Ohh!! Ahhh! Fuck! Oh, fuck!" he yelled. "Yeah! Fuck, yeah! Take it, slut!" She leaned over him. He felt her large tits jerk against his back as she drove her cock deep into his squeezing tight hole again and again and again. Wham! wham! wham! And then, suddenly, with a loud animal roar, he felt her body slam against his and her cock exploded. He gasped as he felt her shoot pulse after pulse. Her cock thickened to the point of momentary pain. After several strong shots, winded, he felt her firm breasts press against his back as she slipped down for a moment. Her hands slid up the sides of his body and along his arms until she held him outstretched and firm. He was not going anywhere soon. "You're a good piggy slut," she said, then pushed herself back up and pulled out. She ordered, "Turn over." He let out a sigh and relaxed. "Okay. Okay. I'll do what you want. Anything. Anytime. Anywhere. I'm yours. You got me." "Excellent! A new willing sex slave on call. I knew you were special the moment I laid eyes on you." He awkwardly rolled over until he lay on his back on the desk. His knees hooked around her hips, feet pressing on her round buttocks. Her long cock had barely wilted. He looked up and saw Evan was completely naked except for her sexy boots. Her ripped stomach tightened. Tiny hard nipples on her huge breasts swung over his chest. Her tall, muscular black body glistened with shiny perspiration. She looked simply powerful and magnificent and utterly desirable. She stared down at him with a lecherous grin, reached down and fondled his hard cock. "Well, well, well, hun. What do I feel here? You must really be liking this. I like a man who knows how to properly show his appreciation. I expect you to keep this up." "You're still hard, too." "Oh, I'm not finished yet. But..." She hesitated. Her close cropped head tipped and she regarded him quizzically. "What did you say your name was?" "Dan Harmon." Her eyebrows raised and a big grin cross her round face. "Do you know Kelly Ravane?" "My sister in law," Dan croaked. "Well, what do you know! I am fucking Ben Harmon's little brother. Kelly and I were once very close. That's her next to me in that video, maybe ten years ago. She's such a horny fucker she makes me look almost tame. Haven't seen her since she married your bro. I was her best man at the wedding. Do you know she's trans?" Dan nodded. "Yeah, but I didn't know you were at first." "Fools everyone. You like these big tits? They're all natural. Not a spec of silicone. I just grew 'em when I turned 13. I have the cool body shape of a beautiful woman and a ceaseless sex drive of a man. I change gender depending on how I feel. Sometimes I'm a hot woman, sometimes a raunchy man. Sometimes I like to top, like now, but other times I like to bottom. Mostly I like mixing 'em up, like today. But, hey, why am I revealing all this to you? I am not finished yet." With a sudden thrust, Evan jammed her cock back into Dan's hole. "I feel like cumming again." He felt her swell a renewed erection as she resumed fucking him deep and hard, this time with a more solid determination instead of frantic lust. He breathed a low moan, a mix of pleasure and amazement. After several minutes, he pushed himself off the desk, held his yielding body up with his elbows and felt her brutally slam her seemingly huge cock in and out of his yielding ass. With each stroke, she huffed like an engine when her strong hips slapped his prone cheeks. She fucked him viscously for several more minutes. He felt her huge cock invade and retreat through the clinging walls of his wanting rear, and he loved it. Loved every lunge, every pump, every tight grip of her strong hands, every huff of her panting lungs. "I can feel another load comin' on quick. I'm so turned on...almost ... there ... again! Gunna... gunna... Yes! Yes! Yes!" She thrust hard and yelled "Fuuuuuck!" so loud it hurt his ears. Her muscular dark body jerked with strong orgasmic spsams as if all her strength poured directly into her pulsing cock. She pushed and squirted several more strong shots of warm cum deep into his clenching gut. Her entire body shook. As she came she looked right into his amazed eyes. Her huge smile told him everything. When she finally jerked a last shot, she grinned and said, "Gunna make you cum now, hun. Gunna force you to cum. You like that? You like being made to cum?" He nodded. "Oh, yeah! Do it! Make me! Oh fuck!" he suddenly yelled as she moved again. She had hit that magic spot inside his ass, the spot Kurt once used relentlessly to drive him wild. "Oh, fuck. Fuck! Fuck!" Dan started thrashing, wanting to pull away because the pleasure instantly became too intense, but Evan held his hips firm while continuing to laugh and viciously plunge into his yielding ass over and over. His body shook. He felt his cock and balls and ass pulsing in unison with her movements. In this position, her cock rubbed even harder against his prostate. She knew exactly how to move to get her desired effect. Spasms of pleasure rocketed through his body. His dick shot up in size. His entire body cringed and he panted heavily. As she drilled, the pressure and pleasure inside intensified to searing white. Dan thrashed harder. He tried to push away. "No! I can't take any more!" "Yes you will, hun." Evan leaned over his body, firmly press his wrists to the desk, and continued to savagely pump into him so hard her hips slapped his butt like a drum beat. "You like being held down and pounded deep into your ass by me. You like being made cum, don't you. Do you want me to cum into you again? Do you want me to make you cum? You're a greedy pig, Dan. You love having your hole stuffed with cum and you love to have your dick made to squirt without anyone touching it. Greedy, slutty pig. You love it and I love it." Teeth clenched, somehow Evan rammed her renewed cock into him even faster and with more strong force. Dan felt himself lose control. He felt his balls boil. His back and neck arched and his muscles contracted and quivered in overpowering pleasure. "Oh, God!" "Cum for me, now. Let me see it spout!" "Oh, yeah!" He yelled. "Fuck. Fuck. Ah, fuck!" As she plundered his guts, Dan felt a wave of pleasure that snapped through him like a bright spark. He felt his body jump and convulse and his balls tighten and contract. She slammed into him hard over and over, making him respond, forcing him to endure a massive building orgasm. After three more powerful lunges, electric feelings exploded. With an enormous roar, his entire being let go. His body spasmed. His cock squirted load after load onto her breasts and all over his chest. His legs clenched Evan's body tight. The power of his own body's pleasure nearly made him pass out. He had never felt anything even approaching such radiance. He felt her own cock jerk and throb. She leaned over him, her body locked still and shaking. The relief swamped his senses while his cock blasted a few final drips. She let go of his wrists and levered herself up. She stood before him, a tall black naked goddess, his mistress, her cock still embedded in his slowly relaxing body. "Wow," he heard. "That load almost hurt when I came. But, wow, three times in a row! Who the hell are you? You may be a cum-greedy pig but you're not worthless." Dan tried to push himself up onto his elbows but Evan lay her heavy body down on him. His thighs squeezed her hips. Her long fingers held the sides of his head. Her smiling round face hovered above his. A faint cinnamon odor drifted. She descended and pushed her thick tongue between his lips and rubbed his own tongue. Then her lips were all over his and his hands roamed her back while they connected emotionally. Eventually they broke and gazed at each other. Evan started laughing. He joined her until they kissed again. "Hun, you're not going anywhere until I am well and truly fucked out. That might take the rest of the afternoon and maybe even tonight." "Yes, Mistress," he replied, "whatever pleases you," as he felt her hips and cock move again. ###

Yesterday was my 18 birthday and my father is taking me for a ride and I’m scared to death. This is the first time I have been in a car as we live out in the woods and since my mother died it’s been only my father and me. I have not seen other people and we don’t have a TV , radio or phone and father home schooled me. Before puberty my father said I need to take these pills to help me later in life and to change my body. My father never had sex with me and always treated very well the HRT witch I found out later did change me in many ways. We pull up to this big old house and at the door we are met by this girl in a tight skirt & blouse who looks gorgeous with blond hair down to her waist. We enter this room where this man comes up to my father and says this is it, father says yes and how do you like her? That question got me as I thought I was a boy and then they ask me to take off my dress that father always had me ware. I have never been naked in front of any one before but my father. I take off the dress and he introduce him self to me as John and wants to see me naked as he wants to see how I develop, the girl has a note pad as I get out of my cloths and my father takes them away and says you will not be needing them any more. John ask me to raise my hands over my head and takes a measuring tape around my breast and says 34 B cup , waist 23 , hips 34 , dick soft 4 then tells me to get hard and I have this blank look on my face that you want me to do what, the girl drops right to her knees and takes my dick right into he mouth and in a few minutes I’m hard even with the HRT I’m taking dick hard 8 inches long and thick. John says to my father not much work needed to be done here just hair removal around the Gentile area as he squeeze my breast and says nice soft real ones with a nice shape.John hands my father a brief case and leaves I was to see him years later as John girl who name is jane leads me to my room and it is really nice and tells me my new cloths are in the closet I’m to ware , they are the same that Jane wares. The shoes have 6 inch heals and I have never worn heals before and all the make up that they have there is strange as I never put make up on before. John tell me the next day the meds I have been taken will increase in dosage as my feminization will be accelerating over the next few months and Jane will help with the makeup I’m to ware. What ever body hair I have below the neck is being removed by laser so it will be permanent removed and my body will be smooth of no hair , I’m taken to a plastic surgeon who did a lot of work on my face and when the bandages come off at first it’s a little scary but in the coming days my own father would recognize me. John has me watch a lot of videos of girls like me having sex with people like me boys that look like girls but with dicks. As I watch these videos I get a hard on and I guess John has the rook I live in monitored is I’m put into a chastity cage and John says I’m not to touch my boy clit at all. John tells me Jane will start my trans woman education on how to be a real woman and how to use my boy cunt. In the basement jane takes me and undress and just like me has a dick, but Jane is not in chastity and Jane tells me to get on my knees and to do to Jane did as I was seeing in the videos as I’m doing this Jane is say what I’m doing right wrong and to do everything I can to not to use my teeth.

I am a whore, but wouldnt put my face anywhere near somebodys ass that doesnt take care of it lol

I just love getting fucked bare. I have never had a guy fuck me yet with a condom on. Feeling that warm cum in my ass is the best. I`m not on prep either.

We've been falling behind most developed countries in those areas for more than 40 years - my entire adult life. When I was a teenager the mantra was that the Japanese, particularly, were studying so much harder than our students do that they were going to run the world in short order. Didn't work out that way. But in any event, one of the reasons we've (on average) been so behind other societies in our educational achievements is the appalling history of segregated (and, for the minority kids, grossly inferior) education in this country. And while "legal" segregation - forcing students into separate schools by race - was struck down, "de facto" segregation has continued apace, aided and abetted by governments that have consciously maintained disparate educational systems, mostly in the name of "local control". What that usually means is that each locality - rich or poor - is expected to pick up most of the cost of educating the students of that locality, and so of course areas with lots of richer (and usually whiter) people can provide much better education for their kids than the poorer (and usually browner/blacker) cities or counties. The state officials can simply say "But we're not discriminating against black students - we're just letting the locals decide how much they want to spend on education." If you want an example of Critical Race Theory and how it works in reality, in fact, you'd be hard pressed to find a better one than how we've maintained racial disparities in education despite ostensibly making such discrimination illegal.

I am not a local but I lived in Sopron and fucked in Vienna on the weekends the summer of 2018. Römersauna during that summer was consistently sort of slow Saturday -> Sunday except for this relatively small group of bottoms getting very publicly fucked by a single tireless top (who fucked me deliciously for a long time in the sling one day when he wasn't in one of his bottoms holes). The dark room in Kaiserbründl always held promise. I never saw it packed though. Glad to hear that New Years was the day to go. March in Vienna will be cold and possibly rainy. However Western and Central Europe is experiencing a heat wave relative to historic temperatures. It's 4 C right now at 1243 hrs - not as cold as it should be but not summer shorts weather either.

The actual bathhouses in New York are lame, but the city has good semi-private parties. If you want a proper bathhouse experience with steam rooms, etc., I think Philly is better.

none, anyone wanna be my first? @Love17UwU on twitter

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

Dark rooms are great. Especially if there are a few guys there!! Ive been in a dark room once a few years ago when craigslist was around. The ad was called a dark party. The main room was were you undress and parTy if you want. You get told to prelube in here. So I did with a few fingers in me to lube my hole up. But the playing was in a room of total darkness absolutely no lights. There was a double door you walk in close the door behind you the walk a little to the dark room door. You open it walk in its like you are wearing a blindfold it was so dark. Immediately you hear morning and sucking sounds. You feel around and you definitely will touch someone. Someone touched me then another felt his way to my cock and pulled me till i almost fell and the floor and he grabbed me pulled me to a mattress. There had to be a few mattresses on the floor. I felt other guys on it moving around. Then felt a hand feeling around me and I rolled on my chest and pushed my ass up for him to touch. I reached out and was touching one or more guys feeling around for their cock. I pulled up and felt this cock he was doing something but his cock seemed not in use so i started to suck it.. my ass was still getting rubbed then felt a cock hitting around, then it found my hole and glad i lubed up before, he pushed it in fast and deep. Then felt him thrusting.. it was great i was sucking while getting fucked and i was feeling other guys moving around me. When he blew a load I turned over on someone I felt a hand slide to my cock as he sucked me till i loaded his mouth. I then stuck my ass up and pushed into someone and he grabbed my ass and he started to fuck me. I had a few loads in me that night but without seeing what was going on and not seeing who you were touching or being touched by was amazing. It heighten my sense of touch and hearing! So wish i could find that again!

I had to do a job a few hours from home in a large coastal town, and thought it would be a great opportunity to have some fun while away alone. I'd been chatting with a few guys from the area on grindr in the week leading up. Finished what I was doing, went to the local adult store and purchased a new jock strap and some lube. Went back to motel and cleaned up and organised for first gent to arrive. I reclined on bed with knees up as my new fb entered the room and immediately stripped off. Average dad bod with a nice 7' uncut cock that was thrust to my face. Sucked him like that for a bit before instructing him to lay down. Tasted nice and i took my time sucking his cock, balls and licking the tip of his knob, cleaning up precum as his cock grew rock hard, danced and twitched around. I then straddled his cock with my pre lubed hole and rode him hard, forwards and reverse. He wanted to fuck me from behind, so i put a couple of pillows under my belly to prop my ass up. He then pounded my wet hole full throttle for a good 20mins. I was in heaven at this point before he start to grunt and unleaded a flood of his man gravy deep inside me. I sucked his cock clean before he showered and left. Went to a local pub for some dinner before returning to room. Soon enough i had number two arriving. He had warned me that he would cum quick, but lasted long enough. He had about 6-7', but was quite girthy. Another uncut cock. Again i sucked him until rock hard while squeezing his balls tightly as per his request. Straddling his cock I could certainly feel this one enter me even though I had been thrashed beforehand. He threw me off after a few minutes, fucked me on my back for a few more, before pulling out, sitting on me, dry humping my cock and unleashing a very impressive series of thick and creamy cum spurts all over my chest, neck, face and even the pillow behind my head. I got my mouth to his cock in time to get the last couple of solid dribbles of cum, before cleaning the rest of my juices off him. He left, I showered and then slept. I'm lying here now after fb number one has just left after coming back for another helping before work and dumping another big load in me this morning. I'm going to be leaking cum from my ass all day now.

**This is fantasy and fiction. And the purpose of the article is not to encourage unsafe sex. Any resemblance to someone's life is purely coincidental. Nothing in this work should in any way be construed as medical advice or instruction.** ~~~~~~ Chapter 3 - Sam's Second Roulette Sam's week went like a dream. He thought about roulette night all the time. Sam forced himself to study, but couldn't concentrate in lectures or on the books he was reading. The thoughts always ended up in the fuck bench and bottoms that got the seeds of unknown men in their asses. Sperm whose status they don't know. Sam also went to work and organized next week's roulette. With each bottom, Sam wondered if he himself could be in his shoes. Everything went as planned, except on Thursday, the roulette day, one bottom announced that he couldn't come. Sam was very excited and went to George to explain the situation. Sam said that one bottom cannot come, but Sam can replace him himself. "Oh no, this again. Why do I always hire bottoms. This always happens," complained George. "It really doesn't work that way. You have to do your job. I've made it clear that in this situation you should call the next negative and unmedicated bottom on the list. You better hurry. We'll talk about this situation tonight after roulette," George continued. Sam freaked out that George was going to fire him. However, the evening went well. All the 8 bottoms and 10 tops arrived and Sam did a good job. He did his best while sucking the cocks of the tops waiting for their turn. He wanted George to see how well he was giving his all at work. When everyone else had left, all were cleaned and Sam and George were two, George asked Sam to sit on the couch with him. George offered Sam some wine. George asked Sam if he is sure that Sam wants to offer his ass to unknown men and is aware of the risks of unprotected sex. "Yes," said Sam quietly and shyly. "Are you sure?" asked George. "Yes I am," said Sam more boldly now. "I thought you only had protected sex," continued George. "Yes, but... Uh, yes... I've actually realized that this is what I've always wanted. I haven't dared admit even to myself that I'm a cumdump. I want my ass filled with cum. That's all I want,” said Sam. "Well, well. But the fact is that you are working here. It is absolutely impossible to think that as an employee you would be on that fuck bench with your ass up. How could you carry out your duties that way. Do you want to continue as an organizer," asked George. "Yes I do. Absolutely I do," said Sam. "Ok. This is agreed then. On the other hand, we also have other opportunities. Sometimes I organize events of the same type at home - private events. As my employee, you could very well participate if you want. Of course, they are not as well organized and there are fewer participants. But if you're interested, this is also possible. In fact, next Sunday I could organize if you're interested," said George. "Yes, I'm interested. I'd love to participate," said Sam greedily. "Agreed. Come to my place on Sunday at 5 p.m. I think it's going to be great," said George.

Chapter four I had needed to get a drink for a while so with my guy catching his breath in the sling,I went to the bar. I must have been gone less than ten minutes but when I returned he was looking so different. The blindfold was off, and he had climbed out the sling, he was now on all fours on a small bench in the corner. I assume that the guy now eating the cum out his wet hole must have helped him to get there. He must have been in his thirties, average body, but really looked like he knew how to eat a butt out. I felt like I should have been the one swallowing them loads, but it looked like I would not have to wait long. The rubbermen had been circling earlier but I thought it was have been way to much for my guy. I mean yer he was in nice chaps and a harness, but these were not hiding anything they were into. A couple had “pig” on the front of the suit in big letters, and one who stood out to me had a yellow biohazard logo on one side of his chest, and a all round zip round his crotch. The idea of him playing with them was hot but I ruled it out. I know his limits, or so I thought. He had flipped himself onto his back and was taking the room in a bit, maybe his eyes were still adjusting since the blindfold was taken off, but then he did it. He sat up in front of the biohazard rubber guy, pulled him close by the hips and then very wet kissed and licked that warning logo. He saw it, he liked it and he was grinning at it. He was almost worshipping it with every lick and kiss. He clearly had not spotted me yet as he normally smiles at least to me to check I’m ok. Instead I saw him unzipping biohazard crotch zipper and getting a nice long but not to wide cock out. The rubber man was semi hard, and inches from my guys face. “He’s going to knowingly take a poz cock in his mouth while he’s not on prep!” I thought. But he didn’t. My guy just lay back holding that toxic cock in his hand between his legs, in his hand. Slowly he was guiding it straight into his wet hole with the cum left from the other guys. He must have known what this could mean. He inched more and more of that wet cock into his cummy hole till he bottomed out inside him. He just lay there groaning as the hazard guy just helped himself and fucked him how he wanted. It did not take long for them to get verbal with each other. “You like this cock in you? You want it’s seed? You know it’s going to knock you up? Bet your loving this you cum dump!”, and all he said back was “just fucking load me with that dirty poison!”. No sooner had he shouted it for most of the dark room to hear than the deep moans stopped from the rubbermen, and he just held my guys hips tight against him, clearly filling him with just what he asked for. This time no nice “thanks” or chat, my guy just pulled off that poison prick, sucked it clean, and left him standing as he left to go to another room. No attempt at covering what he did, not shame or worries, just carrying that load in him to enjoy in another spot in the club

The other day I was feeling horny and wanted cock and cum in my hole in a bad way. I didn't have a lot of time so I decided to not go to the bathhouse. Instead I drove into Philly and went to the Adonis theater at lunchtime. I planned ahead and brought a backpack for my clothes. I went in and headed for the basement. The basement is totally dark. The crowd can be old guys, middle aged, college kids from one of the nearby universities. Guys can be straight, gay, neg, poz, toxic, I didn't care, I wanted cock and cum. So I got naked except a jock, got on all 4s, lubed my hole and put on a black blindfold so guys knew I would take any and all cocks. At times I was tempted to take off the blindfold but I left it on and I couldn't see a thing, only hear movement and feel cocks at my ass. Over the next hour and a half I had 4 guys fuck me and I begged them for their seed. One asked, are you sure? (Which is sometimes a signal that they are poz and likely toxic). And I said yes, I take all loads. They all came in me. I never saw any of them. Cum was running down my legs as I got dressed since I needed to leave. When I got home I squatted over a mirror and watched the cum pour out of my ass. A huge puddle of it, which I then licked off the mirror and swallowed. It was a hot time and I am planning my next trip to get loaded again.

To my fans: Sorry I haven't added more to my stories in so long. Had planned on starting to write more again quite some time ago, but seems like every time I get ready something crazy comes up and my time just disappears. UGH! I do have plans to add more to this and a few other stories of mine, it's just been complete hell around here ( so bad that it's now been well over a year since the last time I got fucked and WOW, do I need to be bred and hopefully not very much longer). Please stay tuned and I am really hoping to get back into the swing of things soon. Thank you all for your very kind words.

Matt met me beside the car in the lot and just smiled at me, I walked over to him and planted a big kiss on his lips and unlocked his door and opened it for him. I went around to the driver’s side and got in , we drove home in silence but managed a long make out session in the residents hall parking lot before saying goodnight and going to our respective dorms. I wanted Matt so badly but my roommate would be asleep and I didn’t want to wake him. My roommate knew I was gay and he was ok with it and a couple times had me blow him when he was drunk but that was as far as I was willing to take out relationship, didn’t want to spoil the friendship. I got back to my room and sure enough Pete was asleep after all it was 3 in the morning and we had class in 4 hours. I was still keyed up with the evening’s event so I stripped down to my shorts and lay back on my bunk. I must have been more tired than I thought because then next thing I knew Pete was shaking me awake saying we had Physics Lab in half an hour. I jumped out of my bed and rushed down the hall to get a quick shower in before class, I must have stunk of man sex. I turned on the water and hung up my towel then removed my boxers when I noticed a stain on the back a mixture of blood and dried up cum, I reached back and realized the butt plug was still wedged up inside my hole doing its job of holding in the numerous loads from the night before. I hung up my shorts so that no one could see the stain and stepped into the shower, I reached back and began to remove the plug, it was really stuck in my hole and hurt like hell, I didn’t have time to try to remove it and it was pretty secure so I just quickly soaped up the rest of my body and rinsed off the man scents of last night. I wrapped the towel around my naked body and rushed back to my room and pulled on my jeans and a tee shirt, grabbed my book bag and headed out to class. It was hard not to squirm while sitting on the hard metal stools in class and doing the assigned labs, Pete came over near the end to see my progress and to ask me a few questions about my interpretation of the assignment. After class we parted and Pete asked me to meet him for lunch in an hour and a half, I agreed and went to my acting class, something was bugging Pete and I could tell, My stage direction class was intense and exhausting , as if I wasn’t tired enough as it was. I meet Pete at the Commons for lunch and after getting our food we found a table in a quiet corner, Pete asked about my evening and about Matt and if I was serious about Him. I told him I wasn’t sure about Matt, we were getting to close friends and all, Pete said he thought Matt was falling for me and that he had heard rumors about the “survey we were taking part in”. I asked him what rumors he had heard and he told me that he heard it was just some perverted grad student wanting to make porno videos of guys having a gang bang. I laughed at him and said “what you want to take part” he just looked at me and replied “Maybe”, I looked at Pete Dumbstruck just as Matt came over to sit with us. Matt came up to the table set down his food and hugged me from behind. The rest of our lunch was spent in silence, no one wanting to mention either last night or the bomb of what Pete had just implied. As we finished I got an Idea and asked Pete and Matt to join me in our dorm room. We walked back to the room just exchanging small talk and a few buddy slaps along the way. Upon entering the room I asked Pete to lock the door. He did and as he turned around he saw Matt and I passionately kissing and caressing each other. I broke off the embrace and said “ok guys here’s the scoop, I need your help with a little problem”, with that I unbuttoned my jeans and let them drop to my thighs my ridged cock poking straight up. Matts mouth began to water and Pete’s eyes were glued to my cock “ oh not that” As I turned around and bent over to reveal the base of the butt plug tight against my ass crack. Pete started to laugh and Matt said maybe we should go down to the Handicap rest room and work this problem out. Pete chuckled at the pun and I pulled up my pants again as Matt reached into my night side table and removed a couple items. We walked down the hall and Matt looked down the halls in all directions. Pete opened the door and slipped in with me and Matt close behind. Pete locked the door and asked me to strip. I kicked off my pants as Matt helped me remove my shirt. I suddenly stopped them and asked why I had to remove my shirt Pete just tweaked my nipples and said “easy access” after which he started sucking on my nipple. Matt helped me remove my shoes and socks before starting to undress himself. Pete pulled off my nipple and followed suit, I asked why they were getting undressed and they said this could be messy business. Mat explained he removed his but plug this morning and it was a bit dirty and I had mine in 4 or more hours longer so who knows what is behind the plug. The Handicap rest room also doubled as a shower and changing room so Matt neatly folded our clothes and placed them on the shelf in the room then had me kneel on the bench in the shower where he started a warm stream to gently start spraying from the hand held nozzle. Pete walked around me and presented his rock hard cock to my lips and I began sucking on his shaft. He whispered he wasn’t drunk this time, as Matt ran a stream of water over my hole and began working his fingers around the base of the plug. He tried moving it but the pain was intense and a whimpered for him to stop. He walked over to the shelf and removed something’s from his pants. He came over and gave me a large huff from the little brown bottle; the intoxicating vapor soon had me relaxing as he squirted something on his fingers, he then began massaging in the lube between the base of the plug and my tender ass muscles. Pete gave me another hit from the poppers and I went reeling off again as my ass began to loosen up Matt was able to begin extracting the plug from its confines. He just started to remove it when my ass sucked it back in I had Pete’s cock buried in my throat and the plug deep in my hole I was a happy little slut. Mat started working the plug in and out as Pete kept feeding me hits of the poppers I was flying low and in total lust. Last night had released a beast, Finally Mat pulled out the plug and a stream of cum and Blood and shit plopped on the floor my hole was free from the device but now felt empty gaping to be filled again. Matt took the shower nozzle off and pointed the naked hose directly at my gaping hole and shot water into my rectum filling me with a warm stream of water, rinsing out the remnants of last night he hosed down the tile and rinsed down the muck into the drain. Pete pulled his cock from my mouth and stepped behind me and shoved his cock in and began fucking my ass with the douche still inside to splash around his cock he pumped about 5 minutes then held his cock deep in my bowels, he wasn’t Cuming but I felt a new sensation as he let his bladder empty into my well soaked guts I could feel him fill up my inner ring with piss then he began pushing in and out again as his cock increased in size once more fucking my pissy hole and filling me with more cum he shot deep inside me then gently pulled out as I was about to explode Matt then entered me for a quick fuck and shot his load in as well. They both held onto me as the helped me to the toilet and sat me down. The feed me their cocks to clean off and they tasted like ass and cum and a new taste to me piss. They both took a communal shower as I expelled the douche and piss and cum from my well used hole. I then showered to wash the funk off of me and we all got dressed. Matt unlocked the door and exited the restroom; he then knocked three times to let us know it was safe to come out. We walked back to our room and Pete started asking questions about last night. Once in the room Matt and I explained to him that we signed a confidentiality agreement and couldn’t tell him more, he would have to apply himself to the survey to become a participant. Pete rushed over to his computer and pulled up CL and responded to the most recent ad for participants. There had been maybe 50 to 75 guys at the last “party” and I had taken about 2 dozen loads, I was starting to regret having gone when a new E-mail showed up in my box. It thanked me for my participation and suggested 3 different party dates in the near future and asked if I would like to continue with my participation. It then listed a couple of people who had already said yes and on which dates they would be participating, I noticed that one of the guys who had left me their e-mail on their band was attending two of the three parties and I was like hell yeah I’m going to those parties. They were all about a week or two away so I put them on my calendar and thought I’d email a couple of the guys in the meantime. The cute twink responded quickly and said he was having a little get together that weekend and wanted to know if I had any other gifted friends I would like to bring along. I responded back that I would love to cum to his party and bring my roommate and a couple of his friends. After sitting down and talking to Pete found out I wasn’t the only one who had been giving him head but had a small group of buddies who he regularly fooled around with. So I thought he could invite them as well. Classes were long and boring for the most part as I was looking forward to the party this weekend and my mind was just going through the paces until then. Friday arrived and Matt, Pete and I along with five of Pete’s friends headed over to a house just off campus on the fringe as the locals would say, as it was just outside of campus security jurisdiction. It was a ample sized house with an extra-large backyard complete with pool. Our host greeted us at the door and gave us all a huge kiss and thanked us for coming, he explained that this was a sleep over party and once we entered we would be there till about noon the next day, I had nothing planned so I was fine with that and so were my companions. He said that to make ourselves feel at home and lead us into an inner hallway where there were lockers provided for anything we might want to put in them as the evening progressed. He then left us to navigate around ourselves. Matt and I wandered around and found guys in all states of Undress from just having their shirts off to full out nude and making whoopee. We were offered many forms of drink and smoke and within 20 minutes of arriving found ourselves feeling pretty good and rather horny. The night went on as we managed to make our way back to the inner hallway we each found a locker and shucked all our clothes and placed them inside then took the keys and slid the elastic bands on our arms. We mingled and got fondled and sucked and found quite a few guys willing to fuck. Being a pretty much college party the average age was about 22 with quite a few twinks to satisfy my taste and a few daddies sprinkled in to fuel my appetite. Our host it turned out was just 18 and my friends found him most accommodating especially when he slipped into the sling for a center stage gang fuck he was taking all cummers and was covered in spunk by the time he let someone else take his place. I found Pete and he had started to explore his sexual side with vigor and spunk. He said he was going to be next in the sling. I had gotten so used to bare backing that it took me until the next morning that there was no condoms anywhere not even used ones and that everyone was fucking bare. I had about 12 loads oozing out of my hole and had planted at least 5 by the time the sun rose I was drunk on cum and poppers and my cock was beginning to take more time to recover, when I came across a hot guy 20 and built like a god , although I had just dumped a load in another twink I was in lust as he sauntered up to me took me in his arms and plied me with kisses I was instantly hard his long cock snaking between my thighs found its target as he lifted first my right leg up his cock slid into my awaiting hole as I slid down he lifted my left leg up and around his torso, my entire weight supported by his cock and my arms around his neck. He bounced me up and down his shaft as he plunged into depth that I had never known he was fully in me and we were kissing as I felt the warm flow of liquid above my second ring, he continued to piss into my intestines for what seemed like an eternity as I felt his stiff cock soften in my ass he began to pump me again thus making him full hard again and he fucked my hole my sphincter grasping fast on his shaft as it went in and out of my hole he laid me back on a lounge chair and preceded to pummel my ass from above. I looked up at his smiling eyes and my hard dick pointing down at my face as he had me on my shouldered bent over almost enough to suck my own cock he reached down and stretched my cock down as I tasted my sweet precum dripping from my cock I stuck out my tongue and licked the head. I felt like I had to both cum and piss at the same time someone placed a bottle of poppers under my nose and I bent my head up a bit and took my cock in my own mouth and began sucking then I pissed into my own mouth locking my lips around the head I didn’t spill a drop I drank my own piss and it was acrid but sweet on my tongue. My pissing must have sent shock waves through my ass and began milking the cum from this Adonis as he began shooting his load deep inside my full cavity. HE left me feeling spent and energized my hole dripping cum and piss. Matt found me slumped over the lounge chair and smiled he said Pete had just taken on this really hot stud while in the sling and that the stud had pissed all over Pete. Morning had appeared and Breakfast had magically appeared in the dining room as the guest began filling up on pastries and juice refueling for a hot day of sex and swimming and more sex. I managed four more loads into various twinks and a daddy or two. I was ready to have a relaxing lay by the pool when Pete showed up and plopped down on the lounge beside me. Just looked at me for a second then planted a deep kiss on my lips I could taste the cum and piss and ass on his tongue “thank you for bringing me out and teaching me that gay sex isn’t dirty but it’s hot and exciting” I smiled and laughed. He then told me he got a invite to the survey and would be going later in the week I told him have a good time. The party ended shortly after noon and we walked back to the residents halls and all collapsed in Pete and my room I fell asleep wedged between Matt and one of Pete’s friends and Pete had two on his bunk as well and the rest were crashed in a heap on the floor between us. In all it was a good Saturday so far. To be continued -return trip to the survey