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Now Sam turn round and show your little white bubble butt to the camera, nice turn your head and repeat after me, My name is Sam I am an 18 year old anal Virgin and I am giving up my Virginity to Jon’s Poz cock. Excellent Sam now bend over slightly and show us your Virgin rose bud, nice. Leon get the toothbrush and work it into Sam’s hole, the next thing I felt was the Leon pushing the toothbrush into my hole it hurt scratching the insides of my boy pussy, after about 5 minutes Leon pulled it out and showed the blood on the bristles to the camera, Jon I think Sam is ready. Sam you ready for my Poz cock Jon said, yes sir was my response. Okay on all fours Sam, once in position I felt Jon’s tongue eating my hole and loosing me up with his fingers, watch the screen Sam see the moment your Virgin cherry opens up for my Poz cock as I did I could see and Jon’s hard throbbing Poz pre cum leaking cock pushing at my ring Jon told me to push out as I did his head popped past my ring, he held it there for a second before slowing working his hard Poz cock into my pussy, he was about two thirds in and I felt him hit a inner part of me, Sam this is your inner ring as he grabbed my tiny waste he pulled back and then slammed forward as his cock burst through my inner ring, good boy as tears rolled down my face he said, now the fucking can really start and he started long dicking me with powerful strokes he kept me in that position for about 10 minutes and then turned me on my back and said I want you to beg for my toxic load Sam. Yes yes filled me with your toxic cum mark me as yours, that took me over the edge as my ring contract hard around Jon’s cock I started cumming all over my face and chest in an endless stream of jizz, his hard balls hammering my pussy I new he was close, here it cums Sam as I felt his hard cock expanded and start throbbing Jon pushed as deep as he could and shouted fuck yes take my toxic babies I’m cumming I’m cumming Yes Yes Yes. Once he eased down he pulled his toxic cock from my hole showing the cum and blood covered member to the camera, Sam clean my cock as he pushed it down my throat. Your properly done now Sam. Cut Leon said that was so hot Sam as he leaned in and French kissed me say we are brothers now. My new life as a cum whore starts. If you want?

I nearly had a disaster on Thursday, but Breeding Zone saved the day. I turned up at the Vault in London ready for naked night, only to realize that I’d left my portable black bulb douche in the car, which I’d parked miles away in the outskirts of the city. Although I’d already cleaned out at home, I always take my bulb douche with me so that I can ‘touch up’ before I play- it’s often a 2-hour trip door-to-door, and things have a habit of moving in that time. Anyway, I was seriously considering just giving up and leaving rather than risking an ‘accident’- but then I remember reading a post on Breeding Zone where someone said that in an emergency, they just use a regular water bottle (and reading through this thread, I reckon it might well have been @tallslenderguy!) So I bought one from the bar for £3.00, grabbed some lube and went into the bathroom to give it a go. And fucking hell, you know what? It really did work! No special nozzle or anything, I just pressed the open neck against my hole, squeezed the bottle, and voilà! I’m sure there’s no way this would have worked when I first started bottoming- my hole would have been far too tight. But now, that’s not such a problem 🤣 So anyway, thank you for the tip, Breeding Zone- or more specifically, @tallslenderguy!

When I was released, Leon came over and I licked my cum from his face and then I kissed him sharing the sweet nectar. Jon then said to me how are you feeling Sam, horny was my response, what was I saying, excellent came the response from Jon. Let’s get a drink and we head off out of the basement. The three of us started talking about the plans for the afternoon and Jon asked me are you ready to accept your destiny and I said yes but I was a little scared, don’t be Leon said you will be free to fuck and breed and never wrap your cock in a nasty condom. Okay Jon said let’s get some sexy photos of you so our clients can get a preview, we will that our time until you can’t resit the thought of raw cocks breeding your Virgin boy pussy Sam. I think as a first Sam you should breed Leon would you boys like that and I lent in and gave Leon a Kiss, that’s a yes then Boys 😊 After a short break Jon said come on let’s have some fun and we headed back down my cock hard and bouncing with every step, Jon had me doing lots of posses as both he and Leon recorded and took stills, I was so horned up my cock seemed to be constantly leaking pre cum. Once finished, Jon said something missing a cock ring to really pull balls forward and make your cock throb, he got a half inch thick black rubber cock ring and tried to get it over my cock and balls but I was too hard. Leon go get some Ice, soon enough Leon was back with some ice and the cold made my cock deflate as quick as a flash the cock ring was stretched and pulled over once in place, I was instantly so hard I thought my cock would explode. Jon said Leon I don’t think Sam has time for foreplay. Jon told me I would be doing a quick introduction for the clients on camera just answer the questions boys. Okay and Jon started the Camera. Jon, So Sam is this your first time? Sam: Yes, I’m a Virgin Jon: Leon what do you want from Sam? Leon: I’m going to be his first and I want Sam to drain his balls with his fat long raw cock in my Boy pussy, Leon grabbed Sam’s cock and pulled it down hard it flicked straight back up. Jon: Sam, do you want to get fucked as well? Sam: Yes, I’m a little scared but I want to live free of condoms I want to be a Cumdump like Leon taking any cocks and cum on offer. Jon: Sam would you like to lose your cherry to a Positive cock? Sam: Yes, I know it’s my destiny to be seeded by Poz cocks and I want to partner Leon as a duo for Poz men. Jon: Sam, Leon hasn’t tested positive yet so do you want my Poz seed, its un-medicated with a really high Viral load so its sure to convert you? Sam: Yes, I would love that then both Leon and I would have the same DNA. Jon: Awesome let’s make a start boys.

He was definitely staring. Every booth in the arcade was full. Thanks to some stupid state law, likely meant to inhibit sex (ironic, Black's Beach was just south in La Jolla...), there were no doors or curtains and one could see many of the booths and their occupants. My pants were done up, but I was rubbing myself through my shorts...and he was staring. He had a casual look, leaning back in the darkness of the booth, I could catch bits of detail from the flashes of TV light. Short hair, salt and pepper, trimmed in beard and moustache, decently built, he looked like he was in his early fifties. And that stare. For the briefest moment...you know that moment, when the eyes meet yours for the first time and lock. You quickly looked away, didn't you? I did. But just like you did, I looked back a little later, just to see, right, to see if he was actually looking at me, was he? That stare. I was 18, fresh into school at Camp Pendleton, and the porn shop in Oceanside was a natural draw. There were plenty of places to buy skin mags but this was the only video arcade young Marines knew of, otherwise, in the early 90's, you had to get a room at the Miramar or one of the other hotels and suck up the stupid cost of a hotel porn film. No, this place was where you went to see the films and, as a young Midwestern 18 year old, first delved into the reality of your sexuality. It was a straight film I had up but now I could barely concentrate on Tom Byron blowing his load over Tori Wells' tight ass. He was still staring. And his hand was grazing across his crotch, his legs carelessly spread...was that his dick? Was he actually stroking? While he's staring at me? Is this guy gay? He chose that moment to leave his booth; he had to walk right past mine, I tried not to look but his eyes never left me and I could feel it. The state. As he passed by, his left hand 'casually' brushed the framing of my booth and a soft noise indicated he'd smacked the edge with a ring, not enough to be noticed...except by me. The sound of metal on wood caused me to look up. He was still staring at me and when I looked up and our eyes locked again, he motioned toward the store with a nod of his head and was gone. I sat there shocked. Had never experienced anything like this before. But when you know you're being scoped you KNOW, instinct tells you what experience can't and I knew. He wanted me to follow. Would I? I wasn't gay...but THAT wasn't really true either, was it? I'd played with things I could get up my butt as a kid, even a big black dildo, my mother's, from the time I'd hit puberty, certainly long enough to know I liked it. And there was that night in San Diego a few weeks earlier, and the two men who came to my tiny YMCA cubbyhole. But I wasn't gay, I had a girlfriend after all, and you couldn't have a girlfriend and be gay... But I felt I had to follow him, see where this went, so I got up and went for the door. And in the bright, harsh fluorescents, among Marines and others browsing and marvelling at the smut on display, there he was, looking at a dildo. A large one. And as if on cue, he casually looked across the wall in a way that naturally allowed him to see me coming out of the arcade. I stepped into the toy aisle and moved past him a bit. After a few moments I could feel him passing behind me and that was when reality hit. A whisper, barely audible, lost to the background and just for me. ”Outside, white Chevy, just get in," and again, gone. My heart raced. I was right. He was definitely staring at me,he was definitely hitting on me, he was definitely cruising me (though I had no idea of that term or it's meaning)...and I was now definitely walking out the door into the California sun, where, sure enough, he was behind the wheel of a white Chevrolet. Watching. I walked to the car and got in; without a word he pulled out and we were gone. It was that easy. As he pulled into traffic south toward Carlsbad, he rested his hand on my bare thigh and gave my leg a squeeze then left it there, chuckling quietly as he felt me tense up. "First time?" he said. It wasn't a question. He went on, not waiting for me to respond, "My name is Brad, it's nice to meet you..." he trailed off, expecting a response. "Jeff. I'm Jeff." I stuttered in response. It was about all I could say. My mouth was suddenly dry. "Well Jeff,it's nice to meet you. I think we'll have a good time this afternoon, yeah?” He chuckled again and his hand slid a bit further up my leg. "I'm positive. You'll remember this, you never forget your first time." All pretense was gone, the fingers drifted into the leg of my shorts as he drove "I love that I'm your first time. Heh, makes me a virgin killer I guess." 'How could he know?' I thought to myself. We rode the rest of the way making small talk, he danced on and off sexual questions as he got me loosened up, all the time that hand crept up my thigh bit by bit. He'd done this before. That became evident. And his casual questions, what you'd expect, the usual, worked to open me even more. How old I was, where I was from, did I have a girlfriend,had I ever been with a man, what did I like. The typical questions we ask a new partner. The questions that told him I was, in fact, a virgin to what he was offering. "Here we are Jeff, home sweet home.". A nice townhouse in Carlsbad. Where I grew up in one afternoon in 1992. to be continued...

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.

Sam, it’s time for you to learn how to swallow a cock, get down on your knees and hold Leon’s cock feel the hardness and heat from his throbbing member, now feel Leon’s balls notice how they are moving around in his sack, they are charging his sack with a nice load of cum. Now squeeze his cock and stick your tongue out see the precum leaking out now taste the sweet nectar. It was the first time I had tasted pre cum and it was so nice my first experience. Now put the head of Leons cock in your mouth and close your sweet lips around suck it hard, enjoy the precum, now take him further down, I swallowed his thick long black cock until it hit the back of my throat and then went up and down giving my first blow job. Cup his balls again feel how hard they are getting now that means Leon is getting ready to blow his load into your mouth, now open your throat and swallow feel his cock go all the way down your throat, the sensation was incredible I was now going all the way up and down his cock and I could tell he was really close to cumming, then Leon said I going to cum take my cum fuck fuck fuck as he held my head and forced his cock down all the way down my throat and his cock started pulsing salty cum straight down my throat, I came off slightly and more cum collected in my mouth, once Leon and finished Jon said open your mouth show the camera all the cum as I did this, Jon said lay down Leon on your back now and open your sexy mouth, now Sam release the cum into Leon’s mouth and tongue kiss him share the cum boys. Okay take a little break boy’s. I said to Jon that was awesome, Jon said you’re a natural cocksucker you’re doing well, my two sexy twinks, Sam you are going to get and give so much pleasure this is only the start. Jon handed the camera to Leon and said Sam I think your ready to taste a Positive cock what do you thing? Yes, I ready Sir, Jon lined up his Poz cock and I opened my licks and tasted his Positive pre cum it tasted so good, now all the way down, so I deep throated his big Poz cock I was look directly at his biohazard tattoo, wow Sam you are a talented cocksucker as Jon pulled out he said my cum is for your Virgin Boy pussy. Jon took the camera back from Leon and focused in on Leon and I again okay boys let’s talk about what’s next. Jon: Okay let’s have a look to see if anybody online has some nice ideas. Look we have a suggestion from BBPOZFUCKER he would like to see you boys opened up and fucking yourselves on a double ended dildo, what do you think Sam? Are we live? Yes Sam you have an audience of 200+ guys most of them probably positive watching and jerking off to your conversion, to late now and you know you love it besides you’re the star of the show 😊 Leon would you like to fuck each other on a double ended dildo, sure I’d love that, Sam you up for it? Yes, I knew there was no turning back now plus I had blue balls. I said to Jon, I don’t know how long I can hold this load for my balls are hurting. Okay gottcha. You promised Leon your load so lets do that first and then we can get to the dildo after. Leon, get yourself into the sling, Leon quickly took his place as Jon restrained his legs and arms. Leon’s sweet black ring was nicely on show, then Jon said eat his hole Sam and I started licking Leon out, good enough Sam now place your Virgin cock on his ring and squeeze some pre cum out, I did as instructed, now grab his tiny waist and push hard, so I trust forward my cock burst through Leon’s ring and he screamed as I went to stop Jon who was behind me thrust me forward and my hard balls slapped Leon's butt, Leon then said fuck me hard breed me with your Virgin cum and I started power fucking him. Leon was moaning in extasy Oh fuck this is so good, and I could feel my ball contract and the tingling sensation at the head of my cock and I knew I was going to blow my load, Yes, Yes Yes, I cumming as my cock throbbed and cum burst out breeding the sexy black boy hole. As I came down I notice Leon had cummed all over his face and chest, I licked up and swallowed it down, then Jon said Leon push it out and feed it to Sam as he did that I got all my cum in my mouth and then kissed it into Leon, Leon said thanks that was so good, there is only one thing better that a cock breeding you and that’s a positive cock breeding you, Sam I can’t wait until Jon deflowers you, you’ll love it and never look back. The cum the Positive main event.

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!

**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.** ~~~~~~ Third Anniversary - How did it all begin? Today is the third anniversary of our relationship. So we have been together with Kaleb for 1095 days. We started being together when I was 18 years old, an inexperienced and innocent young man. Now I am 21 years old and my name is John. I have a boyish build - slim and short. My hair is blond and my body is hairless except for pubic hair. My daddy is 58 years old Kaleb. He is tall, dark and very hairy. We met each other for the first time in a gay website chat, where for weeks we sent each other horny messages. Kaleb actively asked what I was interested in and what kind of sex I dreamed of. Kaleb really appreciated it when I told him. that I was still a virgin. At first, I had no idea who was chatting with me. Kaleb's nickname is Looking4BBoy. I had read endless different stories about bareback sex and insemination. I had also watched thousands of video clips where holes were seeded with raw cock. I was so excited that Chattaaja wanted to find BBoy for himself. I described countless times in the chat how I would like to get raw cock and seed into my boy hole. I was quickly hooked on chatting with Looking4BBoy. The dirtier I wrote, the more attention and messages I got. At this point, it's probably good to say that during this entire 3-year relationship, Kaleb has never fucked me. Not raw, not with rubber. Not even once. I haven't received a single sperm load from Kaleb. After a good month of chatting, we finally decided to see each other. We arranged a date at a cafe where we met one Wednesday night. We first talked about general information, but soon Kaleb moved the conversation to our sexual messaging. Kaleb asked if I had been serious about the messages I sent. I told him of course I was. In fact, I no longer remembered what I had written to him in the heat of the moment. Actually, the date wasn't even a date. Rather, it was an interview. A bit like I was in a job interview. The most relevant questions seemed to be related to obedience. Was I ready to do whatever was asked of me? Am I ready to give all the power to Kaleb? Do I understand that the commitment is permanent, i.e. I could no longer cancel the permission given once. All I could think about was bare sex with Kaleb, so I nodded my head and just said yes, yes. At this point, I hadn't yet realized that Kaleb's nickname BBoy had meant something different than I had thought. This became clear only later. I was prepared for Kaleb to take me home from his date and I had been daydreaming about getting my first cock, a raw cock that would hammer my virgin ass until it finally squirted my ass full of Kaleb's sweet salty nectar. But no. Kaleb didn't take me to his house. He said it was time for me to decide if I was ready to commit to a relationship. If I want to commit, I would have to take an STD test and bring a written certificate of negative results on Saturday. Kaleb still wants to interview me and, if I answer the questions correctly, then after that we could make our relationship official. It's been three years since that Saturday. The very next morning I went for STD tests, which was funny because Kaleb knew full well that I was a virgin. On Saturday at 3 pm I rang Kaleb's doorbell. Kaleb opened the door and he was wearing very casual jeans and a t-shirt. The man looked hot. I was wearing a sleeveless shirt and very short shorts. I wanted to look as attractive as possible to Kaleb. Kaleb invited me in and led me into the living room to sit in an armchair. A stand with a video camera was set up in front of the armchair. Kaleb asked if I was ready to start. I nodded at Kaleb. First, Kaleb asked me to tell the camera who I am. Kaleb asked me to show the camera an ID card with a photo at the same time. After that I had to show the camera my clean STD certificate. After this, it was the turn of a list of questions: Tell me how old are you? 21 Are you top or bottom? 100% bottom Are you a virgin? Yes Do you believe that Raw is Law? Yes Sperm always belongs inside an unprotected hole? YES Will you always obey Daddy? Yes Are you sure that Daddy always knows best what is best for the boy? Yes Do you promise not to take any medicine without Daddy's permission? Yes "Very good," said Kaleb. "So it's clear, we can make our relationship official. repeat after me," continued Kaleb. "I promise to be obedient, submissive and loyal to my BBoy Daddy. I will do anything my Daddy wants without hesitation. I will be available to Daddy whenever he needs me. I promise to always be Daddy's own Bug boy". John replayed it all on video camera, but WHAT THE HELL IS Bug boy, John thought. Kaleb turned off the video camera and ran a hand through John's blond hair. "Great, now the fun can begin," he told John. "What did you mean by that, I'm your Bug boy," John asked Kaleb. "That's your stage name. We're going to make you a viral superstar. The Bug Boy who lets everyone fuck his unprotected hole. There are hundreds of thousands of horny men in the world who want to watch your live channel where you let everyone cum in your unprotected and unmedicated hole. You won't find anything so dirty or a nasty fucker who wouldn't squirt his hot seed inside you. We're making a vlog showing everything. All the loads and bugs you've collected," said Kaleb. *** Well, how does this John story seem? Is there a reason to continue this? It would be nice to hear your thoughts on what might have happened to John during these three years. You can also DM me your thoughts.

I started barebacking with my first serious boy friend. We started dating and didnt even have sex with each other for weeks. Our first few time we just just sucked each other and gradually moved to fucking but always with condoms. AIDS was still deadly back then and condoms were ubiquitous. Soon we were spending every night together and every night we would fuck, albeit wrapped. Our sex was wonderful, passionate and we were in love, One night we were making out and had been sucking his dick for a while getting it really slick when I got up and sat down on his penis letting it slide in my hole. Once it was all the way in I bent down to kiss him and started riding. We were both moaning, telling each other how good it felt. Before long he tells me he is really close. I respnded with a "fuck yes" and he responded that he wasn't wearing a condom. I told him I didn't care and I wanted his cum. A few seconds later he starts moaning louder and I could feel his penis pulsating as he unloaded. That was the last night we ever used condoms. The next night I had him on his back, legs up, eating his incredible hairy hole, and slid in with out fumbling with a condom. It was so natural, felt so much better and intimate. The routine of pulling out, taking the condom off filled with your semen and tossing has become repugnant. Now I will not have sex with a man who insists on condoms

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”

Something about me -- I'm 26 years old, half British and half Iranian, working in London for the past 5 years. I'm 6'2" and pretty athletic, without being a muscle jock. I have dark hair and eyes. I also have a thick 7 inch cock and I have no trouble hooking up with girls but I've secretly preferred guys for a long time. Given how easy it is to hook up in London I've been a total slut since I downloaded Grindr. Will be posting some of my hottest encounters here. Last year in Nov I was visiting Dubrovnik in Croatia for work. My company booked a room in the business district of the city but I wanted to see the old town part of town so I cancelled it and booked an Airbnb instead. Which turned out to be an amazing decision. When I got to the Airbnb it was locked and there was no one to meet me. I called the Airbnb owner and he didn't answer. After half an hour of sitting on my suitcase and starting to feel pissed, the host called me back and said he was heading over to open the place. When he finally arrived, all my irritation at being made to wait basically evaporated. My host was maybe late 30s/ early 40s, wearing a sleeveless vest, shorts, and flip-flops, despite the slightly chilly weather. He had delicious bulging biceps and calves and close cropped hair over a handsome, cheeky face. I'm normally into twinks rather than daddies but this guy made my cock twitch and start to fill up. Without apologizing for the wait he looked me up and down and gave me a smirk before opening the door. I felt like he had x-rayed me and knew what was going on in my head, and I just smiled back at him. After showing me the apartment and how everything worked, he told me to call him if I needed anything and left. As soon as he left I stripped off my pants and started stroking my semi hard cock, which soon turned into a raging hard-on and leaking pre-cum. I opened Grindr and started browsing profiles, and started chatting with a few cute ones. I wanted to empty my balls into a twink but I couldn't get my host out of my mind. I started wondering what his cock looked like and whether he was into guys, with the smirk he gave me. TBC..

I am in no way condoning but bugchasing, and this may be the wrong forum, but here goes. I know there are a lot of "bugchasers" posting here and on hookup sights that I have to wonder if they are actually having any kind of sex. I'm pretty sure they aren't actually going to bathhouses, fuck clubs, ABS or other places guys cruise and have random sex with multiple partners. I don't personally know anyone who is actually positive, who actually wanted to become positive or caught it any other way. I'm sure there are some but I don't know them. So it seems me that posting about and trying to have sex for a single purpose or fetish is probably not an effective way to actually fulfill a self destructive fantasy. The way to actually catch is not take any precautions and fuck bareback with as many deprived sex addicts as possible, not sit home and jackoff to your fantasy. I don't think you even have to bottom, I was very paranoid about not allowing anyone to cum in my ass, but I shoved my dick into, probably thousand, of cum filled sluts in the 10 years before I found out I was poz. What I'm really saying is, give up the fantasy get out there and enjoy yourself by fucking with as many guys as you can. While I would prefer you take all of the precautions available. I fully realize I am asking you to do as I say, not what I actually did.

Mine are real. I don't load counts just partner counts. With all the events I attend annually (including CLAW, Pig Week, 3 Fist Fests, Palm Springs Leather Pride, 4 Atlanta Dominion parties, trips to the bathhouse, random guys in the bars, hookups off asspig, sniffies, etc.. as well as adult film shoots (I'm JaredEriksonXXX on Twitter) i easily have over 400 sex partners fucking my ass, fisting my ass, sucking and milking my fat dong, feeding me their cock and seed orally every year. My personal best was in 2018 with 903 partners using me. I have a lifetime partner count of over18,200 guys and can't wit til i pass the 20K mark in a few years, My promiscuous exploits can be seen on film and have been written about (CumUnion experiences) by another member on here. I have many sexual highs I've been blessed to experience in my life. Some recent high points have been: *having 33 partners fuck and fist me at a Folsom Weeken CumUnion to the point I was so loose the last guy gave up fucking me and jerked off inside me. Even with added underwear an gym shorts on I still leaked through in the uber and had a huge wet spot on my ass when went in to Denny's after; *taking 2 hands at once for the first time at Fist Fest 2 years ago and having it captured on film; *being tag team fucked and then offered up and passed around while in my pup hood at a pup event called Dog Days at Parliament resort in Augusta GA. *Being on all 4's in my pup hood in the play area of the Heretic bar in Atlanta an getting fisted with guys all around me, *surviving 10 days of heavy use at pig week, which I've pushed myself at more and more every year so that after the heavy fisting use (fucking) I subjected my body to everyday at the 2022 event my ass was trashed and my rectum gaped to the point I had to wear diapers for a few days after the event, *being bred in the steam room at the Sports Barn in Chattanooga multiple nights by a hot red haired guy and his buddy. So, in conclusion, i am a thick cocked, slack ass sexual glutton. I am on PrEP and they know me well at the county heath department due to the need for frequent testing (though this year will be much less there since i can now get home STI kits and just go there for treatment). I can't begin to express how grateful I am to live such a sex heavy promiscuous life and use my body to serve as an Apostle of Lust. Asmodeus has blessed me well. I wish such happiness and Pleasure upon all my fellow males.

By this time I was incredibly horny and willing to take some risks. The bathroom had a toilet hose (which is pretty rare in Europe) and I used it to clean my ass thoroughly and then trimmed my ass carefully with my trimmer. I wanted an excuse to call the host so I turned off the hot water faucet on the geyser and called him to complain about no hot water. I then stripped completely and wrapped a towel around my waist and waited for him, with my heart beating like crazy. After 20 mins he opened the door and found me sitting on the sofa chair in my towel, with one leg exposed and the towel barely covering my boner. He paused and gave me that cheeky smirk again, which I returned. Just seeing him made my cock jump in the towel and I'm sure he noticed. Then he walked to the bathroom and turned on the faucet. When he came out I had one hand inside the towel and I smiled at him and he was obviously staring at me. He said to me in his thick accent "you look good" and my heart jumped, and I knew for sure then. I told him "You're hot" while stroking my cock inside my towel. He just walked over and pulled me up and and kissed me on the lips. For almost 5 mins we just kissed, with our hands exploring each others' bodies and our tongues wrestling. I felt his big biceps and his tight pecs while he squeezed and fondled my ass. I broke off the kiss and pushed him down on the sofa chair and started kissing his smooth legs and slowly moved up to his crotch, biting and licking through the fabric. Then I pulled down his shorts to reveal his beautiful cock which was still flaccid but at least 5 inches even soft. I got on my knees and devoured his cock with my mouth, covering it with my spit and alternating between his balls and the shaft. I felt his cock grow quickly in my mouth till it was at least 7 inches and fucking thick! It was the perfect cock, with thick veins and tight, full balls that I couldn't get enough of. As I was bouncing my head on his magnificent cock, he reached back and tugged off the towel to make me completely naked as I became his cocksucking slut. He licked one finger and started tapping and prodding my hole with his finger which drove me crazy.

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”.

==== Cum Courier ==== A few days ago, I hooked-up with this guy online. His picture was amazing; massively muscled chest and shoulders and a great-looking bulge. He didn't send me any pics of his cock but said that I wouldn't be disappointed. I was feeling really horny as I had been visiting family for a week so hadn't even had a wank, let alone got off with someone and it was only 11am. His name was Gareth and he invited me over for a drink and a shag. I said yes straight away; I'm a slim guy and don't usually get muscle-men interested in me, especially one as big as he seemed to be, so I showered and dressed in a jockstrap, tight jeans and a white T-shirt and then caught the bus over to his place which was about half an hour away. The day was boiling hot and I was already feeling horny just from the heat. Arriving at his door, I rang the bell and waited nervously for him to answer. The door opened and there he stood; his pics hadn't done him justice. He was huge! He was wearing a very tight muscle-shirt and tiny cotton shorts, which barely contained a hugely thick cock with massive, heavy balls. His chest was massive with really big nipples showing through the thin cotton of his shirt. Blue eyes and a great smile made him look like a god. "Hey Paul" he said extending one massive fist to shake my hand. "Come on in. Fancy a beer?" We went into his lounge where a screen was showing a video from Treasure Island. He told me to have a seat whilst he went into the kitchen to get the beers. Returning, he handed me a can of Red Stripe and sat next to me. "Look, before we do anything, there's something you should know" he said, taking a swig of the beer. "I only do bareback and I'm very verbal. I'm going to breed my hot seed deep inside your ass and I want you to know it." He put a hand on my leg and looked at me. "Any problems?" "No" I said. "But I want to take your cock in a particlar way." "Hmm. OK. How?" he smiled. "I want to be on my back with my legs around your huge bod and I want to chew your tits when you shoot." As I said this, I noticed his cock hardening in the shorts. "I think we're going to get on just fine!" he said, flashing a smile at me. He took my hand and guided it to his rapidly swelling bulge. I rubbed it hard and he groaned, the material was stretched thin across his cock and I could feel that it was a real monster. He stood up and shucked the shorts off, exposing the most massive piece of meat I'd ever seen. It was so thick that I couldn't get my hand around it at all, and so long that I gasped. He picked a tape-measure off the table where he'd put his beer. "Want to measure it?" he said, grinning wickedly. I took the tape measure and placed the end against his body, rolling it out to the end of his cock. "Oh my god!" I exclaimed. "Fourteen inches... Wow!" He took the tape out of my hand and wrapped it around his girth. It was nine inches around. I looked up at him, face flushing with desire and before I could stop myself, dropped to me knees and tried to fit as much of his beautiful cock into my mouth as I could. "Fuck, you're enormous" I whispered as his big hands steadied my head against his meat. He let me suck him for a bit then swiftly spun me around, threw me to my knees and mounted me. The pain was incredible; I hadn't been fucked for ages and he was massive, but after a hit on my poppers, I started to enjoy taking his massive cock. "I'm really gonna seed that hole" he said, moving deep inside me. "I'm gonna blow my three-day load up inside you and I cum a LOT!" As he said this, I could feel his excitement build and his cock started to spasm inside me. "Tell me you want it, you cum whore!" he shouted. "I do, I do. I want your enormous load shot deep inside me, give me your cum, breed my sloppy cunt..." He started to breathe more heavily and remembering what really turned me on, picked me up still impaled on his cock and lay me on my back. He lowered his massive chest to my face and I sucked one of his bullet-nipples into my mouth. "Oh yeah!" he cried, forcing more of his cock into my hole and more of his nipple into my mouth. "Suck on those big tits!" I tightened my ass around his hole. "Oh, fuck, I don't believe it! I'm gonna cum" he said. My mouth went for his other nipple and sucked as much of the nipple and the muscular pec into my mouth as I could manage. "You fucking little cum whore!" he shouted. "You're gonna get my huge load bareback. I'm not wearing a rubber, I'm gonna breed your hole, I'm gonna pump my massive load deep inside you. My DNA's gonna mix with yours. I'm fucking knocking you up!" As he shouted this, I felt his cock pump what seemed like half a pint of very hot spunk into me. I sucked harder on his tits and felt another six or seven spurts of his cum flood my ass. I went to touch my own cock but he pushed my hand away and reversing our positions, pulled me on top of him, his amazing cock still buried inside me. We lay there a few moments then he got to his feet and smiled at me. "Wow! That was one hot fuck. Give me a few minutes and I can go again." "Really?" I asked. He nodded. "Yeah, but I'm really thirsty and out of beers. Can you just go down to the corner shop whilst I take a breather?" "Sure, I'll just get cleaned up a bit." I replied, gently fingering my hole which was beginning to leak cum. "Don't" he said, picking me up so I was standing. He handed me my jeans and helped me pull them on. "But your load was so big!" I argued. "Don't worry, the shop's just down the street. You'll be OK." I put the rest of my clothes on and started to leave. "Hey" he called. "Ask for St Pierre. It's my favourite beer." With that, he handed me a tenner and let me out, pointing in the direction of the store. A few minutes later I was in the local shop, scanning the beers in the fridge and on the shelves. I'd never heard of St Pierre so asked the tall, blonde Polish guy behind the counter. "Sure I've got that but we don't get much call for it so it's in the store-room." He started towards the door at the back. "You'd better give me a hand" he said. As I followed him into the back, I admired his tight-fitting jeans and the back of his wide neck. As soon as we got inside the store-room, he pulled the door shut. "St Pierre" he said, nodding. "The only person I know who asks for that is Gareth down the road." "Yeah, it's for him" I answered. He put his hand on his crotch and squeezed. "So, has he knocked you up? Has he pumped his load up inside you? I bet he has, hasn't he. You're probably full of his cum right now!" He pushed me up against the wall and began to unbutton my jeans. "God, I love it when he sends over one of his shags, filled with his spunk for me to swallow." He pulled my jeans down, lay down on the floor and pulled my ass down onto his face. "Relax" he said, tongueing my hole. "Give up that load and you can have mine in return!" I relaxed a little and felt the cum load begin to dribble out of my ass. His slurping tongue was really turning me on, and the knowledge that he wanted to shoot inside me, to mix his cum with Gareth's was making me hard. I loosened up a bit more a a ******* of warm seed ran out of my hole directly into his mouth. He pushed me away and got up, then unzipping his jeans, took out his extremely hard cock. It wasn't as big as Gareth's but it was still pretty big. I dropped my jeans and turned around, presenting him with my sloppy hole. He rubbed it into the spunk still dripping from my ass and then began to push it into me. I relaxed and he gasped as my hole suddenly sucked him in deep. "Fucking hell! You're hole's so sloppy and wet, I'm gonna cum really quickly!" he breathed, pressing his swollen head deep into me. "You want my cum?" he asked, sweat dripping from his face as he pounded my hole. "Oh yeah, I want your big load. Breed my cunt with that big meat, fucking shoot that spunk load deep inside me. Breed my hole. Seed me!" I cried, and with a yell, he unloaded inside me. I thought Gareth had a big load, but this guy's just didn't seem to stop! He fucked my raw hole for ages, spurting fresh spunk into my already well-used hole. Just as I thought he'd finished, he gave another yell and I could feel more spunk spurt into me. He finished, and stood dazed for a moment, then reached up to a shelf and with one quick move, pulled out his cock and replaced it with a butt plug. "That'll keep the spunk up there for a bit" he said. giving it a final push into my swollen hole. "Wow! You really know how to drain a guy!" He smiled at me and pulled on his clothes. I did the same and he reached up for a six-pack of beer. "Here you go. No charge!" "Thanks" I said, stroking his smooth abs. "That was an amazing fuck!" "Yeah, well I like sloppy seconds." he replied. "Now, if you're really getting into this, perhaps you should drop by at number twenty-six. It's a few doors before Gareth's place, on the way back from here. My boyfriend's there and feeling really horny. You like older guys?" I nodded. "He's fifty-three, really built with a beard and the biggest siliconed balls you've ever seen. Sound good?" "Yes" I said, already looking forward to it. "Ring the bell, tell him that Marek sent you and that you need another few loads to take back to Gareth. He's got some friends around at the moment so if you want to be gang-fucked, you probably will." He unlocked the door and let me out. As I walked through the shop, my head was reeling and my heart beating really fast. I'd just been fucked by two guys, was about to get gang-banged and had't even shot a load of my own yet. As I walked down the street, I could feel the base of the butt plug pressing against my jeans and it was keeping me rock hard. At number twenty-six, I rang the bell and waited for it to be answered. After a few minutes I rang again, leaning harder on the buzzer. I heard a door opening inside and through the glass saw someone approaching the door. As the door opened, I felt the blood rise to my face. The guy was a real muscle-bear; beard, huge shoulders and a sexy smile and all he was wearing was a pair of shorts showing a bulge that was about the size of a melon. "Hey Paul" he said. "Hey!" I replied, wondering how he knew my name. "Come into the bedroom. I've a few friends around and they're getting really horned up." Before I could help myself, I grabbed his huge balls with my hands and dropped to my knees, inhaling his scent through the thin cotton. "Not in the doorway!" he said, hauling me me to my feet. I apologised, but couldn't take my eyes of his bulge. He led the way into the house, and in the bedroom I saw three other, older but really good looking, very hung men standing around a sling. I dropped my jeans, shrugged off the T-shirt and jumped into the sling. Immediately, the first guy pushed his hand between my ass cheeks, pulled out the butt-plug and replaced it with his cock. After only three strokes, he yelled and began to pump spunk into me. I relaxed and let him breed me. He didn't last for long, but as soon as he pulled out, another guy was ready and pushed his hard meat into me. This guy had a short cock but it was nice and heavy. "I can feel that spunk sliding over my dick" he grunted. "You fucking little cum-whore, you're a fucking little spunk hole just waiting to be bred!" As he talked, his cock got harder and I squeezed my hole around his cock. "Fucking little cock-jockey" he grunted. "Can't wait to get cock inside you, can't wait to get bred by big guys shooting their loads into your ass!" As he said this, he too gave a yell and unloaded into me. The third guy had been watching and stroking himself, and without a word, pushed his cock into me and shot his load, then the guy with the silicone balls approached. His cock was also siliconed and I knew he'd waited until last so that I was stretched enough to take it. As the other guys stepped back, he pushed his meat into me with both hands, ensuring no spunk dribbled out. He wrapped his hand around the base of his cock and began to wank himself into me, not saying a word. My hands reached for his balls and I squeezed their hugeness as he began to moan. I could tell that the first guy was fucking him from behind as he suddenly leant forward, pushed his huge hairy chest into my face and commanded me to chew his nipples. The moment my tongue touched the first one, he began to spasm into my hole, filling it to overflowing with his big sperm-load. After a few more spurts, he pulled his massive cock out slowly and quickly replaced the butt-plug in my hole. "OK" he grinned. "Now you can take those loads back to Gareth!" I got out of the sling shakily, I was so horny but I knew where I wanted to blow my load. I pulled on my clothes and the muscle-bear showed me to the door. "See you around!" he said. I walked back up the road until I reached Gareth's house. As soon as I approached the door, he opened it and pulled me inside, leading me straight into the bedroom. "So, where's the beer?" he asked. "Crap! I must have left it at..." "Number twenty-six?" he finished for me. "Excellent!" He led me to the bed and unbuttoned my jeans. Producing a funnel and a pint glass, he had me squat over it. "C'mon" he urged. "You must be full to bursting. How many loads have you got up inside you right now? Four? Five? Let's see!" I carefully pulled out the butt-plug and a ******* of hot sperm shot out of my ass and into the glass. He carefully massaged my hole and a new load spurted out. "You got any more up there?" he asked, stroking my shoulder. "I don't think so" I said, just as another powerful surge squirted out. When I had emptied most of it, he held up the glass. It was half full of mixed spunk. Handing it to me, Gareth dropped onto the bed on all fours and rammed the funnel into his ass. "Now, give it to me!" he said. I began to pour the white liquid into the funnel and his ass sucked it inside him. In a few minutes the glass was empty and he was full... almost. My cock felt like it was going to burst, I was so turned-on by what had happened to me that morning. Using the last few drops of spunk from the glass, I lubed my cock and pushed it into Gareth's filled hole. The feeling of that amount of cum on my cock was mind-blowing. I grabbed his beefy thighs and began to stroke my cock into his hot hole. Within a few minutes I literally could not hold back, and with a roar, I dumped my load in with the rest. I seemed to shoot for ages, and when I stopped, I could hardly stand. Gareth pulled me down onto the bed and wrapped his arms around me. As I stroked his muscular chest, he whispered into my ear "You like being a cum courier? Delivering all that hot sperm to me?" I nodded. "Good" he said. "Because that's just the first assignment I have for you. I'm gonna send you all over the city picking up loads for me and bringing them back so that we can share them. OK?" I smiled and replied "Fuck yes!" ****** THE END *******

That's how I look at it. As much as I was born to be a bottom, I was born to be a bareback bottom. And I wouldn't have it any other way

I was 17 and he as 28. When he first rimmed me, I knew I wanted his 7" cock in me! He was gentle, patient and it was more discomfort than pain during the initial penetration. Once he was balls deep, it was pure pleasure and the man knew how to fuck, long and slow with plenty of kissing. I felt his cock swell before he came. Perfection doesn't exist but he came DAMN close. I fucked his ass and declared myself versatile.

Drink piss and cum as much as possible 💋

Last night. There were two bottom best-friends, side by side in the darkroom @ Slammer. One I had Bred 2,3, weeks ago, and he was a fantastic fuck. Fair-haired, smooth, seemingly a really nice guy with a tight Hole that took a while to even get my tongue into. The first time a couple weeks ago, I told him what a fantastic Hole he had, but he had to take a few Cocks first before I could get in there, and said I'd be back in a while. Rutted down the lineup of Holes on the fuckbench, then out to the orgy room for a while, rutted in some more Holes, and maybe 45 minutes later stopped back to the darkroom. He was in the same place, I knelt down and ate his now well-fucked & Bred Hole, and got in easily. Leaned over onto his back and told him what a hot Hole he has, he seemed delighted, fucked him full of my load, and left. Last night he was there with his buddy - dark complected - thick curly black hair, hairy Hole, and also a seemingly nice guy. His Hole was very tasty, and he'd taken a couple of loads already. When blondie told me this was his friend, and they went load-hunting together, I thought I'd move the action to a booth, and I knew which one I wanted. There are booths w/gh's in the corridor guys have to use to get to and from the orgy room, and I said we're going over to a different room. They followed ... In that booth, there are gh's on both side-walls, so I positioned them, ass up, each with his Hole against a gh. Somehow the door never got closed either (!), so there was a constant flow of guys walking to/from the orgy room. As I was rutting in one, the other was either sucking a Cock through the gh or bent over taking it up the gut. It was a little bit tight in that booth, but other guys managed to squeeze in the open door and join in. When I was getting close, I put the 2 Breed boys side by side, and rutted a last few times in each - a thrust for one, then a thrust for the other, and each got some of my load. I thanked them, told them what a hot pair they were, but they couldn't answer around the other Cocks they were sucking off. Hope I run into those two again; they were fun !!!

Chapter 11: The Threat When all the planning discussion had ended, they all sat back, looking a bit exhausted – not from hearing the voice, but from the sheer amount of information that their brains had just processed. As Dean said later, it was like taking an all-nighter of final exam cramming for a course where you’d skipped four-fifths of the classes, and then squeezing it all into a quarter of an hour. What had become clear to all of them was that they had been overruled. For months, they (or most of them) had demurred from the possibility of contacting other members of the Nora Ludlow bloodline. Now, it had become plain that the duty imposed on them by the voice truly forced them to do this with the results of all their research as a first step. Several of them took part in the work of locating and booking a venue for their planned event. A great deal of anxious thought went into writing the mass email they planned to send out. Each of them took a turn at playing the skeptical recipient, wondering why somebody had sent them an email invitation to a reunion of descendants of someone they’d never even heard of. Thanks to her extensive theatre background, Dayna did this better than anyone – although the eternally-sardonic and ironic Deidra ran her a close second. Jaysen, too, proved to be surprisingly good at picking holes in their communal efforts. In the end, they’d come up with a letter which had withstood the most determined efforts to knock it apart, a letter which (they hoped) combined the qualities of enticement and open-eyed innocence in equal quantities. By common consent, it had been created as a joint missive from Dean and Dayna. Since both of them had careers where they could be easily researched by suspicious readers, it was hoped that there names would serve as a guarantee of sincerity. ******************** Dear __________: We’re writing to you today to send you an exciting invitation to our extended family reunion. We are planning to bring together as many as possible of the nearly one thousand known living descendants of Nora Ludlow, who was born in Chicago in 1890 and passed away in that city in 1939. To give you a reference point, we are 31-year-old twins, and Nora Ludlow was our three-times-great-grandmother. It’s time for all of us to be seen and heard! Our own family has proven to be full of people with unusual skills and interests, and we’re sure the same will be true of all of you as well. We’ll be looking forward to sharing these unique skills and interests with each other. At this reunion, we will have some striking family-related news to communicate to all of you. The reunion is planned for Chicago, in order to make attendance as easy as possible, especially for those coming from outside the country. We’re looking forward to getting to meet in person as many of you as can make it. The big reunion will be held on the weekend of October 3-5, 2025, at the Riverview Grande Hotel, 290 N Clark St, Chicago, IL 60654, with the main event at 3:00 pm on Saturday, October 4. At this event, there will be hors d’oeuvres and a free bar, with dinner to follow. PLEASE REPLY to this email invitation by September 19, 2025, to indicate whether you will be “coming”, “not coming”, or “possible but not yet sure.” If coming [1] Indicate any dietary concerns which we will do our best to accommodate. [2] Transfer $35 for dinner to the reunion email address given below. For any more detailed questions or concerns, email us at: [think before following links] https://ludlowclanreunion.org/admins/ Note: Due to the size of the group being invited, we can only accommodate at this event those people who are direct bloodline descendants of Nora Ludlow. For hotel reservations, at the special reunion rate of $119/night, send email with “Ludlow Clan Reunion” in the subject line to: [think before following links] https://riverviewgrandechiil.com/ Yours truly, Dean Coultridge and Dayna Coultridge, Reunion Organizing Co-Chairs, San Diego CA ******************** Jaysen was the first to volunteer to underwrite part of the cost to keep the prices reasonable. Others in the group volunteered what they could afford. Jaysen also gave them some invaluable help in organizing and setting up a whole series of blind email addresses so they could send the messages out from multiple accounts without getting snagged by anti-spamming regulations, since every message was to be personally addressed. Then, they divided the entire list of email addresses – well over 900 of them – into seven equal lists, and everybody took a share of the letter-addressing responsibility. All the emails were set to go out at 2:00 am Pacific time on Thursday, May 1. And all of the seven crossed their fingers and waited with bated breath as that date drew near. On the previous Saturday, Dean and Joey were having dinner at the club with Dayna and Wade, laughing in the most carefree way at Dean’s stories of the antics of passengers on a business flight he’d been on earlier in the week, when a shadow fell across the table. “Good evening.” They looked up at the sound of the unfamiliar, deep-toned voice and met a pair of dark, staring eyes. “My name is Alek Wolter, and I am here in the interest of the family of one Nora Ludlow. I’ve been reliably informed that you have been displaying a great deal of interest in her, and in all of her descendants, lately.” Dayna cast her eyes down. It was plain that the dark-suited, dark-eyed Mr. Wolter was giving her a severe case of “the creeps.” Wade slid a little closer and put his arm around her. Dean was also getting a serious bad vibe, but he answered civilly. “Is it strange that we should show an interest in our ancestors and our relatives?” “Perhaps not strange, no. Perhaps ‘uncomfortable’ might be closer to the truth.” “Uncomfortable for whom?” Joey wasn’t being quite so civil in tone as Dean, and Wolter turned a cold gaze on him. “While it would perhaps make my… ‘clients’… uncomfortable, it will almost certainly become uncomfortable for all of you, and the others.” As he said those words, Joey felt a distinct chill, as if a gust of cold air had blown over him – but the air wasn’t moving. At the same time, he noticed something else. Through the material of Wolter’s crisply-ironed white shirt, he could just make out a tiny red light flashing over the breastbone. Dean took up the thread again. “What do you want with us?” Wolter laughed. He actually laughed, and all four of them felt their flesh creeping. “With you? I want nothing with you. You are of no interest to me. I am here to protect the interests of the people I represent. And it is in their interest that you should stop your investigations, at once.” Dayna spoke in that icy, challenging tone which had served her so well with numerous obnoxious men through the years who refused to take no for an answer. “And if we don’t?” Wolter paused for a moment and Joey saw the light flashing again before he spoke. “There will be certain… repercussions.” Dean resumed his politest tone. “Thank you for stopping by to speak to us. We’ll take into account everything you’ve said as we decide how to proceed.” Wolter gave a slight bow, with a mocking grin on his face, then turned and left them. Joey immediately sent out a thought message to all of them: Talk about something else. Let’s not discuss this until we’re in private. Their agreeing thoughts came in one by one. The remainder of dinner was accompanied by some amusing theatre stories from Dayna, and by Dean discreetly prodding Wade to find out a bit about his earlier life and family background. As they rose from the table, Dayna invited them all to her condo for a nightcap. Once they were all seated in Dayna’s living room, the debriefing began, with Joey the first one to speak. “He’s bad news, no question about it, but I think he has nothing to do with any relatives of Nora Ludlow. Did anyone else notice the flashing red light?” They shook their heads. “Just a small light, right here…” and he thumped his breastbone, just by the heart, “…but I could see it through his shirt front. There were a couple of times when he paused in speaking to us while that light flashed two or three times – and then he went on. It was like he was listening to some kind of instructions.” “Like orders from above.” “Right, Wade. So he’s a representative, an emissary, of some kind.” “The question is, for whom?” Wolter is dangerous. You should avoid him as much as possible. He and his kind can ruin the entire experiment. Do not let him physically touch you, ever. There was the voice again. And Dean took up the challenge. “I know that you said we shouldn’t ask you but ask ourselves and we have done that. But is there any more you can tell us about Alek Wolter and the danger he represents to the experiment?” Yes. It is time that you should know. We represent the great overarching collective intelligence which grows out of and guides all of the universes. It is our particular mission to guard and guide this universe and guide the growth of intelligence wherever we find it within these confines. Our experiment with you and your world is to foster the development of those positive powers and qualities of mind in your race, always mingled with and tempered by the essential, fundamental spirit of compassion. You correctly described Wolter as an emissary. He was sent by the rebellious malicious intelligence which seeks always to undermine our quest. In parting company with the positive force, this negative or evil intelligence, which we can call the “Undermind,” severely limited its ability to influence the course of evolution, although it also gained significant powers which we do not share. Since the Undermind cannot itself directly intervene in the growth and development of the universes, it must send out emissaries in the shape of an inhabitant race of a specific world. Wolter, and the others like him who have been sent into your world, are these emissaries. They have been sent here because the Undermind has become aware of this experiment, and of how near it has come to achieving the breakthrough which is our objective. The emissaries have great physical strength and endurance but, unlike yourselves with your shifting and thinking abilities, they possess no powers which are not shared by the entire human race. This limitation on them is your best and surest defence in dealing with them. The flashing red light which you have seen comes from a tiny implant which is their communication channel to the power of the Undermind which sent them. Since they have only limited abilities to think for themselves, the emissaries’ need to pause for instructions from their sender will always give you a slight time advantage in dealing with them. It is critically important that you do not allow them to physically touch you. If they do, they can instantly remove your shifting and thinking abilities, thereby deleting you from the experiment. The deletion cannot be reversed by us. The other way in which such a deletion can occur is if you personally cause any physical harm to one of the emissaries, or to any of your fellow human beings. In such a case, deletion will follow because you have abandoned the core principle of compassion. Now that these emissaries have come, you must proceed with your work will all possible speed, to lead your people towards the breakthrough which will help them transcend the current limits of their physical life within this world. The four of them sat and stared at each other after the voice fell silent. At last, Dean spoke. “We need to get together with the other three as fast as possible.” He lapsed into thought-speech. Mom? Jaysen? Peter? One after another, their replies came in. Did you pick up that long speech from the voice? Again, they all agreed. Let’s get together right now. We’re at Dayna’s place in town. You all know where it is. Mom, are you at home? I can come and get you. Within moments, Jaysen and Peter appeared in the room, just as Deidra’s affirmative response came through. Dean vanished, and reappeared ten seconds later, holding Deidra close to him. Now, the seven were all assembled. They had plenty to discuss.

Finding guys to fuck on Grindr wasn´t difficult for Miles. He was only 20, slim, with a few muscles here and there and generally attractive. On the outside he was a nice young man, always smiling and being friendly to others. But on the inside he had a secret desire that nobody knew about... It was a hook up like any other for Chris. Small talk on Grindr, exchanging pictures and then meeting up to fuck. And he got lucky this time with a cute twinkish kid who almost looked too innocent to fuck. Though being rather muscular and big in stature he did have some trouble finding partners because of his poz status. Medication was not an option for him personally and condoms were a big nuisance for. Still he used them because most guys insist on using them and he didn´t want to spread what he had. They were in a heavy make out session, Miles on top of Chris, both only in boxers, shirts and pants long abandond. The 20 year old had planed for this day a long time and so far everything was going according to plan. While french kissing he moved his hand down over his abs bit-by-bit, ever slowly rubbing his ass over the big bulge beneath him, causing Chris to moan into the kiss and grabing his tight ass harder. Teasing guys always came easy for the twink. After a few minutes he brought both of his hands up and grabed the tops wrists and within seconds restraint him to the bed in with his handcuffs, which were conveniently placed under the pillow. "Hey, what ar-" Chris tried to protest, but was almost immediately silenced by another kiss. Miles had a plan every intention on going through with it. This was not something Chris agreed to, but he had to admit that he liked the aggressive bottom. He soon calmed down and Miles pulled back. "Hope you don´t mind, I thought maybe it would add a certain thrill to it" the kid said. Before he could answer the twink began to crawl lower, kissing and licking on his way to the already leaking bulge in the tops boxers. For Chris it felt like hours until the twink finally got to his dick. The piece of cloth hiding his poz stick got pulled down and it sprang free, almost hitting Miles in the face. With no time to lose he began to decent down the tops dick, sucking and slurping as best as he could while Chris was just a moaning mess. He wasn´t used to be restraint, being unable to do anything, completely exposed. Like a river the pre cum flowed into the willing and eager mouth of the bottom. With the top handcuffed and at his mercy, Miles sucked that big dick infron of him like there was no tomorrow but he had to be carefully not to bring the top too close to the edge, or worse, over it. He knew that Chris wouldn´t last long if he would keep this up, so after a short period of time he looked up, straight into the eyes of the man bound to his bed, and pulled hos own boxers down. The look in Miles eyes was one of hunger as he crawled up and began kissing Chris again. "We need a condom cutie..." Chris panted, pulling back from the hungry bottom. "Why´s that, raw feels way better, doesn´t it?" the kid said with an evil grin. He knew about his status, afterall this was the whole reason why he even did all this. "I´m poz dude, we really shouldn´t be doing it raw!" Chris said, however his eyes betrayed his true desire. "What was your viral load again...?" the bottom asked while shifting a bit lower and grabbing the poz dick again. The handcuffed man had trouble thinking clearly. Being restraint, dominated and the opportunity to fuck a cute twink raw made him almost dizzy. "600000, that´s really toxic. It´s extremly dangerouse!" he tried to explain. "Extremly dangerouse you say? So I shouldn´t be doing this...?" Miles said while collecting a large amount of toxic pre cum and slowly inserting it deep into his tight hole, looking into Chris eyes the entire time.

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 2 I was panting like a dog in heat. My eyes were nearly glazing over, my tongue was sticking out. I'm pretty sure I looked like one of those girls in a hentai movie after getting pounded into oblivion. I glanced around the room; there must have been at least a whole nother 15 or 20 men who showed up. The third man of the stepped up and shoved his cock into me to the hilt. I whelped at first as my cum stained hole had tightened up a little but I was moaning loudly as the man brutally fucked me. He was a shorter and paunchier white daddy, whose cock was all that big, but it was thick. Thicker than a beer can. He was overtop of me, pounding my hole. I collapsed onto my belly as he fucked in prone. "Hmm... I love fucking neg holes like yours. My poz load is incredibly potent, I've knocked up many sluts like you. Take it, slut!" he whispered in my ear. At this point, I was already cumming hands free for the second time of the night as he mercilessly fucked me. Two minutes later, he gave one final thrust and unleashed his potent load inside me. He whispered that he hoped it was his load that impregnated me. He grabbed the marker and drew his tally on my ass. That was three. The next man stepped up and flipped me onto my back. It was an Asian daddy who was short and skinny. In fact, he was wasting away, that's how skinny he was. His cock was short and thin, but he made up for it with passionate fucking. He kept his passionate pace, fucking for seemed like an hour and still hadn't cum in me yet. My cock had recovered and was hard again, flopping around, slapping against me as the daddy fucked me. Just as I thought he was about to cum, he pulls out and motions for a whole nother daddy to join him. A fat black grandpa with a raging hard BBC laid down next to me and motioned for me to climb up on top and ride him. I climbed up and eased myself down onto his raging hard cock. He slowly started to pump in and out of my hole, gaping it wider. My cum filled and wrecked hole was full, but within moments, it became fuller. The Asian daddy slim his thin dick back into me. I was being double penetrated. The two expertly alternated piston fucking me. Within five minutes, the Asian daddy didn't last and blasted his potent seed. This in turn set off the black grandpa, who also came inside me. Two loads for the price of one. The both wrote a tally on my ass. I was up to five poz loads now. The three poz daddies who came in me, left. Robert and Bill told me even more were planning on arriving. I looked at the clock on the wall, 11:16 pm. Five loads into an all-night and potentially into the morning pozbang.

As I wait for my next 'client', I think about how I ended up here: waiting on a bed in a 20 dollar hotel for whatever guy to whom he’s sold my cunt. I can see his sadistic grin in my head when he told me “Tomorrow’s client is a gonna be a doozy. Get some rest.” I guess you could say that this is all my fault. If I just hadn’t been so uppity. I guess I should go back to the first time. I had just turned 18, just graduated high school. I’m a blue-eyed, brown haired jock with a baseball player’s body that is naturally smooth. About 5’10” and 160 pounds of shredded muscle, thick legs, meaty pecs and arms, and an eight pack. I had been hitting the gym since middle school and still do because I really like sports. I was really excited about going to college in the fall; the only downside being that I would be away from my girlfriend. My girlfriend was hot! Captain of the cheerleading squad, tiny little waist, and 36Cs - just perfect. Anyway, I had lived with my Dad since I was about 8. My mom and he divorced and she had issues, so my Dad got me. We had always gotten along until my senior year in high school. We always fought about one thing or the other, and there was also something odd in his attitude toward me. I couldn’t figure it out. Well, until that day. My Dad and I had just had a fight a week earlier where I went off on this whole tirade about how I was 18 now and I was a man and he needed to treat as such. We went round and round, but I always came back to that same phrase – “I’m a man now! Just like you!” Boy, I wish I hadn’t said that. Well, the next Saturday, my Dad asked me if I would drop off a letter and duffel bag to one of his friends on my way to the gym. “All you have to do is take this over to his house, and he’ll give you something in return to bring back,” my Dad said. I told him I would, and as he handed me the duffel bag and letter, he had the sadistic grin I’ve learned to distrust, and he said, “Thanks, son, I really appreciate it.” I had no idea what I was heading into as I found the address on the envelop and typed it into my iPhone. Dressed in gym shorts and a tank top, I headed out the door and drove to my Dad's friend's house, which I found easily enough. Grabbing the duffel bag, I headed up to the door, rang the bell and a guy about my Dad’s age answered the door a few seconds later. He was about 6’ tall, salt and pepper hair, and green eyes. He was thick - not fat, but definitely not skinny, and not a muscle guy. Just thick and masculine. He wore some sweat pants and a sleeveless shirt that hung open, showing his hairy torso. He had clearly been doing some lawn work. I introduced myself saying “Hi, I’m Gary’s son. He told me to drop this off to you, and that you would have something for me.” The guy looked somewhat puzzled, repeating my line "“He said I would have something for you?” With that, he accepted the duffel bag and envelope, and opened up the letter and began scanning it, saying at the same time, “He told me he was sending you over to drop off some money he owed me, but he didn’t say anything about a—“ He abruptly stopped talking, clearly taken off guard by something he read in the letter. I just stood in the doorway and watched him, not exactly sure what was going on. He went over to the duffel bag that he had left on the counter and unzipped it, looked inside, and then looked back at me with a grin not unlike my father’s. He kind of sauntered over to me, nodding his head, and sizing me up. He clicked his tongue a few times as he closed the door behind me. I looked up at him, “Is everything alright? I need to get to the gym. You have something for my Dad or what?” “You’re not going to the gym today.” “What do you mean? Yes, I am!” I snapped back. “Do me a favor,” he baited. “Go look in that duffel bag.” I was confused, but wanted to put an end to this cryptic behavior. I walked over to the duffel bag, putting my Dad’s friend between myself and the door. I lifted the flap and almost pissed myself when I saw a bunch of sex toys of varying sizes and shapes. I was so stunned that I didn’t even notice my father’s buddy had come up behind me. His beefy arms hugged me forcefully from behind and I felt his scruff run like sandpaper over my ear as he whispered, “Those are going inside of you, boy.” Within one or two seconds of struggling, I knew that this guy had easily overpowered me, and so all I could muster was, “What the fuck are you talking about?” “I’m talking about you being my cock socket for the afternoon,” he said and then licked up the side of my neck. It disgusted me, but it felt good, and I was even more confused. “Your Dad owes me money, and he’s paying with your holes.” And with that, one of his calloused hands went under my tank top and took my right nipple between its index finger and thumb and began rolling it around. I had never had my nips played with like that before, and I was overwhelmed by how good it felt. My cock started to stir, and I didn’t know what to do. “Just like a bitch to like her nips pinched,” he said and he tossed me toward the back of the couch. “Dude, I don’t know what’s going on, but I can’t do this, I’m straight,” I pleaded, perhaps just to remind myself. “Somehow, I doubt that,” he laughed. I started to get pissed, “I have a girlfriend!” “Oh, I’ve heard about your girlfriend, and that doesn’t prove shit. Listen, I’m owed a debt and I plan on collecting.” “Listen, if my Dad owes you money, he’ll pay you. This is just a misunderstanding, you don’t have to take it out on me.” The guy just laughed at me as he approached me with the letter that I had brought over. “There’s no misunderstanding. I’m not taking anything out on you. This is your father’s idea.” I couldn’t believe what he said. “You’re lying! My father would never do that!” “Oh really?” He grabbed me hard, tossing the letter on the couch. There was nothing he would do to me that I could fight. He was just too big, too aggressive, too manly. He spun me around, locking one hand around my throat and thrusting the other hand down the back of my shorts. He was obviously pleased that I was wearing a jock strap (I WAS planning on going to the gym), and explored my hairless cheeks and hole, not pushing in yet. Once again, my dick jumped. Without warning he forcefully bent me over the back of the couch so my face was in the cushions and pulled my shorts down to my ankles. “Read the fucking letter bitch boy while I eat your cunt.” And with that, he cupped a butt cheek in each of his hands, spreading my ass, and for the first time (but not the last) I felt a mouth lick, suck, and slurp at my smooth pink asshole. I had to get my bearings before I could read the letter. I mean, all these feelings were washing over my body. His mouth felt sensational but I was repulsed by the thought of being with another man, but it felt like the natural order of things to be submitting to this bigger, more manly guy. His tongue plunged into my ass and at first, my pucker would tighten around his tongue, not use to this slimy invasion. But soon, I was pushing out, trying to wrap more of my insides around his talented tongue. All of a sudden, he spit on my right ass cheek, rubbed it around, and open palm smacked my ass, “I said read the fucking letter, faggot!” Fuck, my ass stung! I howled out and whimpered, but what started as a stirring with my nipples getting tweaked turned instantly into a full-fledged boner. I forced myself to focus on the letter in front of my face. It read: Hey Buddy, I know I owe you $20 from that pool game the other night, but frankly, I just don’t feel like paying it. But I do want to make good on my debt so I’m giving you my son for the afternoon. I know how you lean, and I want you to teach him a lesson. He’s gotten pretty fucking lippy with me going on and on about how he’s a man now and wants to be treated like such. He’s a little priss-ass queer and you’re the guy to treat him the way a little faggot boy needs to be treated. Put him in his place. You can start by letting him read this letter…it’s time he learn some things. First of all, I want you to use the toys in this gym bag on him. I want his hole stretched and stretched good. I have more plans for using this little bitch. Feel free to spit on him, slap him, piss on him or in him, humiliate him…and yes, fuck him anyway you want. Fuck him raw and send him home with at least one big load of cum in him. I’m aware of what that means, and yes, I’m sure. Make sure he keeps it in his ass because when he gets home, I’m going to scoop it out and feed it to him. He can consider that the final exam to this lesson. Make sure you keep him there until at least 5 since I’ll be fucking his girlfriend at our house until about 4:30. She’s a hot piece of ass, and I’ve been fucking her for almost a year now. That’s how I found out what a little pencil-dicked bitch he is. I felt guilty when I started fucking her a year ago until I found out what a lame fuck my son was. He’s never once gotten her off and he won’t even eat her out. That reminds me, make sure you make him eat your ass so he gets over that hang up. The point is, I knew he had to be a faggot if he couldn’t fuck this hot little cheerleader good…so disappointed in him. So I stepped in and took care of her. You and I will have to tag team her sometime, but I’ll make you use a condom on her. Or who knows, maybe not. Maybe we can both get her pregnant. Okay, so have fun, man! Use his mouth and ass as if they were pussies that needed your babies. Return him to me broken in and with no doubt in his mind that his purpose in life is to be dominated by real men. Put him in his place, and I’ll be sure to keep him there. Oh, and if he resists at all, remind him that he either submits to you or he can kiss college goodbye, and he’ll be slinging fries at a McDonald’s for the rest of his life. See you at the pool table, Gary As I finished reading, I was torn between the tears streaming down my face and the saliva running down my balls. This stranger’s mouth and tongue were making my ass feel better than it’s ever felt, but the information that I had just been bombarded with tore my heart out. Images of my girlfriend screaming in orgasm on my father’s cock flooded my brain and I wanted to bawl, but then the tongue behind me would push through my outer ring again and I would moan uncontrollably. Suddenly, he stopped and stood up. I looked back over my shoulder at him, my eyes red from crying. He smirked, “I see you finished reading it.” I nodded. “You know what’s next, right?” he asked. I shook my head no. “I break you in. And break you, I will.” Part II coming soon.

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

We’ll see. I don’t want to lose the gym membership. I’ll just a bit more aware when visiting that location

Like most other good bottoms here, I fantasize about having a huge group of guys (25? 50?) jerk off into a bowl and then I drink it all down at one. All those men mixed together. Heaven!

Awesome video love the hairy ass on both the bottom and the top but the hottest was when the third guy cleaned off the tops cock after it had been in the bottoms ass....I so love ass to mouth

I'm glad it isn't just me that worries about things moving south while travelling to play, and great to see there are lots of helpful suggestions to help us keep taking loads 😈😈

Can say yes to this… Also, in a pinch I’ve removed the shower head from the hand held shower types and inserted the hose if one was available… just make sure you look at the end of the hose for any hazards.

I agree with you that most men are "wired" to fuck as many "partners" as they can. I believe it is a primal instinct to ensure that their DNA is passed on.

Hope you continue doing this and sharing your experience

I was 17 almost 18 and he was 36. We were taking a walk on a trail at night and he felt very horny. We hide behind a wooden fence and I gave my first bj. I tried to swallow and throat down his big thick white daddy cock, but I kept gagging and choking. All the sudden he lifted me up, turned me around, leaned me against the fence doggy style, and pulled down my pants and boxer briefs. I was excited to finally get fucked because of all the porn I watched as a child. He went down on me and ate, licked, and tongue fucked my hairy virgin hole. He stood up and pressed his fat head of his white man cock against my tiny pussy. He whisper, “you want this man cock to be your first?” Of course I begged him to fucked me, but he knew I was naïve. At that moment, I never felt so much pain! His raw unlubed cock forced its way into me and I kid you not, I collapsed on the floor to get away from his dick. He did a few more thrust to teach me a lesson for trusting a complete stranger over grindr. He pulled out and turned me around to kiss me and gave me this warning, “don’t go bareback with anyone or they might give you aids.” However, after a few more years, that same clueless bottom would turn into a willingly bug chaser and beg for a top to give his neg hole multiple poz loads.

Nice story.

Just trying to figure it in my mind, the youngest crying after getting pozzed and accusing the oldest to have stealthed him and the other showing a big smile "well, I just told you I'm positive. From the beginning. I warned you, but you've been so fucking naive"... I clearly wouldn't approve such behaviour in reality, especially talking about those times, where condom -and FORTUNE- where the only means of prevention we had. Now with Prep and meds around, and many sources for education, being this naive would be quite embarrassing

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! 😁

A piss party. When I lived in Cali I had a playroom with a small kiddie pool that I kept piss in and a couple aquarium heaters to keep it warm. It took about 6 months to fill it. I’d have parties and require attendees to fill the pool. Usually somebody was in it too. My new fantasy is to get about a dozen buckets full of piss, tie my boi face up to the fuck bench and water (piss) board it while it’s being fucked.

I had a guy hit me up. He said he was totally straight. He just wanted to see my ass in person. Since he was very close I said okay He came over and looked. Before I knew it his dick was out and rubbing on my ass Then he just shoved it in and started fucking In. Few minute shot his load deep in my ass after he said he was 100% straight but got carried away Right I said you may be bi but you like fucking guys

usually the better nights as less rammed and can fuck away.

[think before following links] https://newtumbl.com/x_m1wc3vt4eTSV this looks like fun

Chapter Four: Ronald and Nate He got his car keys which I heard jingle when he came back, and led me to the car, helping me into the passenger seat. I am STILL blindfolded. I did not know what the man looked like. For all I knew he could be driving me to my demise. But I knew that was not the case. What trick(s) did he have up his perverted sleeve? We drove for about 20 minutes, and he parked at our destination. Without saying a word he got me out of the car, locked up, and led me to somewhere where I had been many times, and was friends with some of the staff. I was led inside to a reception area. I recognised the smell immediately of where we were ... The sauna! I heard my friend Josh who worked at the reception speak... - Hey Bill, how's it going man, and who do you have here with you? Looking at that nose and chin it looks like my friend Matty, but it can't be, as he has a lovely head of hair. With that, Sir, who I now knew his name took off the black silk cape. - Fuck, it is Matty, I recognise that gorgeous tight and compact, small framed gym trained body anywhere. What have you done with your hair Matty? - He doesn't need his hair now. Just read what is written on his body. - ''Sir is going to... Sir turned me around so Josh could finish the sentence - Poz me''. FUCK, I thought that had been laid to rest. FUUUUCK! Sir paid our fares, led me to the locker area where my trainers and red rubber jockstrap were removed, and they with both of our towels and Sir's Leathers were put into the lockers. I was wearing my clothes pegs on my now very sore tits, the steel chastity cage, and the leather collar and leash. Sir was wearing his knee length police boots, and executioner hood. And off we went. I could tell we had reached the shower area as I could hear water cascading onto the sauna floor. Sir had me stood feet hip width apart, with my hands clasped behind my back. Sir's good friend Ronald, a 62 year old retired nurse Skinhead came walking in our direction, wearing nothing but his 20 hole boots with red laces. They got chatting including about me. Sir said I was a chaser and he was willing to gift me, but he was going to make me really work for it. - Heeeeeey Bill, fancy seeing you here. And who is this sexy pig? - Hey Ronald mate. Great to see you too. They got chatting and both ended up behind me. Ronald grabbed a hold of my ass cheeks, spreading and squeezing them. - Fuck, now I would love to have a go on this sexy pig. Would you look at that ass, I have never seen ass cheeks so high up into the lower back, and so round and perfect. Damn. As he groped and mauled my rump, the sides to my torso, and shoulders, my Sir spoke... - How is the Viral Load now Ronald. I know about a year ago it leapt from just under a million to just under three million. - Oh fuck me Bill mate, I have gotten into my blood slamming big time, you know, you have been with me at plenty of parTies where I have been recharged by some highly t☣️xic studs. Well, it is triple that of a year ago, not to mention I have picked up a few extra strains including that all exclusive aggressive strain that no one in our circles has, that we have only heard about, well, now I have IT! - Not the ... CRF... Before Sir had a chance to finish Ronald interrupted. - Fuck YES, that one! Probably why my Viral Load has gone nuts this year. - What is it now? - Eight MILLION and seven hundred and seventy three thousand. - FUCK, you are now more than double of what I am. Shit. You can have a play with him now, but no knocking him up, so keep your dangerous death Dick where I can see it. Sir lifted my blindfold so it now rested on my forehead, and for the first time in hours I could see once again. But, I could not see Sir or Ronald as they were both behind me. A man suddenly walked right past me into my view and walked over to the opposite wall that I was facing, and through his executioner hood which framed his face via a heavy bushy beard and thick moustache he stared deep into my eyes. I could not miss him, his stare was so captivating, and I stared back, in a trance as Ronald played with my ass, and cunt. Such as my hypnotic trance I did not notice Sir was wearing his knee length police boots and was stroking his 12" by 5" girth serpent tatted fuck weapon. In fact, I did not even realise it was him. As he stroked Ronald played, and I soon felt a finger with a sharp unkempt nail tear against the wet, warm and velvet soft walls to my tight NEG cunt. - If it wasn't for my pal Bill I'd be already fucking you, tearing your cunt up with my t☣️xic piece of fuck meat that is pierced with a circular 10mm barbell PA with sharp spiked balls, I'd be the one to be knocking you up, and I would make sure it would fucking take. I can tell you are the kind of nasty pig that would fucking love it. I couldn't hear what he was saying precisely as I was in a Sir trance. Sir slightly nodded down towards his 🐍 serpent-tatted-toxic-Dick, gesturing me to look down, and so I did. And as I did he let go of his t☣️xic-serpent and let it bounce and throb as it pointed to the sauna ceiling. As soon as I layed eyes on it, it was now that I realised I was looking at Sir as I recognised his in the flesh beautiful serpent-Dick from photos I had seen of it. I instinctively pushed back onto Ronald's finger that was fingering around inside my cunt with that unkempt sharp nail of his nicking on my soft and warm neg cunt flesh. Not only had I not been hearing Ronald I had not even been feeling him fingering and groping me such was the serpent trance I was in. The three of us were locked in this chain of rhythm for a good while, and it took a 26 year old neg twink called Nate to break it. Nate was walking towards my direction wearing a towel around his waist, and as he got close enough he read what was written on the front of my body; ''Sir' is going to'', this was met with a smile. He passed me then read what was written on my back; ''poz me.'' Apparently he beamed from ear to ear with his; ''You lucky Bastard, I've been actively chasing for 4 years, and still nothing'' smile. He came to the front of me again, looked at me, then his eyes motioned towards Ronald; ... - So, is this Sir? - No. Just a friend of his. - I like you, putting it about for the alpha Daddies like the true cum pigs we are. The next thing I knew Sir had walked over and was eyeing Nate up and down, and up, and down. HIs gruffly voice commanded our attention; - So who is this cute young pig I see before me? - This is Sir *I replied* Without missing a beat Nate stared right into Sir's eyes and spoke, he truly knew what he wanted and was going after it. - Fuck, he has a super potent look about him too. I wish it was my veins that he was going to be flowing around for eternity. - Not another chaser? - Yes Sir. I have been super pro active in chasing for 4 years, the last 6 months of it in this city since I moved here. - C'mon, follow me, let's see what you have on offer.

Man smell is better than poppers, well almost!

Love sweaty ripe man musk after a long day. Balls n pits. As long as a guy showers that morning, no deodorant that day, perfect man stink. Not into several days stank, except for a sweaty jockstrap that smells like balls.

Before we became obsessed with hygiene, our musk was primarily a signal to attract mates. For me, that still rings true.

I love everything natural about sex, so no condoms, no deodorant and absolutely no perfume. Love ripe pits and cock and a musky hole. Scrub up for work and social occasions of course, but like to work up a good natural man scent otherwise and love it on others.

Part 4 My whore just lay there on the dirty matress barely moving after his brutal poz fuck. I sat there looking at him while I smoked a cig. "Roll over and show me your cunt!" I ordered. Cory immediately did as told, grabbing his ankles, spreading his legs apart, showing us his red, oozing, fuckhole. We just laughed at the slut. "He minds well." commented Andre. "Yea," I said, "he already knows there's no use in disobeying me." Standing up, I spit on his face, followed by the other two men. "You wanna sell him today man?" Asked Andre. I know a few guys who would pay for some nice teen pussy." "Hell yea I do! No since wasting time. But I wanna film it. They can wear masks, but I wanna get his whole birthday on film to sell. Any poz guys?" "Yea, a couple. How much you selling him for?" "Since he's fresh, even though his pussy is already sloppy, we'll go with $50, but they can be as brutal as they want." "Aight, I'll get the word out now, shouldn't take long." And it didn't. His first official john showed up within an hour. I made sure Cory got another big slam before I turned the guy loose on him. I had the camera set up to catch the action so I wouldn't be in the room to impede the festivities. We just handed the guy a ski mask and let him in the bedroom. We sat in the living room, smoking a fresh pipe. Soon we heard Cory getting beat, his screams making my own cock stir in my jeans. Not too long later the guy came out of the room, handed me $50 bucks and left. I could hear Cory sobbing into the matress. "That's some fucked up shit man." laughed Andre. "Yea I know, but it's hot." I replied. The scene repeated itself many times over the next few hours. The fourth guy used his belt to blister my whore's ass real good. We could hear every time the leather was laid into him, followed by a loud scream from my son. After each john left I would inspect my property to make sure he wasn't seriously injured. But other than welts and bruises, he was alright. By the end of the night, I had $700 bucks in my hand. I gave $300 to Andre, since he was basically acting as a pimp that day. So I figured $400 for sitting on my ass and smoking was pretty good. We went into the bedroom where Cory just lay face down on the matress. His body covered in the marks of his abuse. His ass had severe welts on it, as did other parts of his body. Bruises covered his arms and legs, his face a dark red from repeated slappings, and the beginning of a black eye. He looked like a real roughed up prison bitch. But we weren't finished with him yet. We stripped off our clothes, my cock rock hard looking down at my fucked up son. I laid down on the matress and grabbed Cory, pulling his body on top of mine. With no effort, I rammed my cock up his cunt, it was so loose and wet. He just moaned as I entered him. Andre moved in on top of his back, and lined his cock up to Cory's hole, and forced it in next to mine. Cory just threw his head back and squealed at this new intrusion on his already ripped and sore hole. Andre just powered in, burying himself to the hilt, then started power fucking my son. I just laid there and let him do the work. "You like that boy?" I spoke into Cory's ear. "Tell me son. Tell me you love it. Tell me you are Daddy's whore. Thank me for your birthday presents." "Thank you Daddy," Cory panted, his mind and body too fucked up to resist anything. "Thank you for my birthday. I love you Daddy. Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me." He just repeated that over and over. I knew I totally owned him. Andre must have fucked him for 20 minutes before he blasted another load in my son. As soon as he pulled out, Jamal took his place. Cory's hole offered no resistance, accepting the log right up his trashed out hole. Cory just moaned and begged to be fucked more. I grabbed his head and planted my lips on his neck, sucking as hard as I could. Soon I left a dark red mark, and moved to a new spot. I bit down, breaking the skin and tasted blood. This sent me over the edge and I started fucking his pussy hard with Jamal. Soon we were both dumping two more loads in my sons wrecked mancunt. 22. That's at least how many loads my whore took that day. Watching later what I had taped was so hot, watching anonymous men beat and fuck my son, I couldn't wait to get it edited and online for sale. I knew plenty of sick fucks would pay well for it.

What to do Next I was stunned at all I heard. I went home and looked up the term 'bug chasing' to discover its meaning. I now understood why I only had the flu for 3 days, I had the 'fuck flu'. I sat in my dorm room figuring out what to do next. Then I remembered the tattoo I was given and figured out its true meaning. Thank god our firm showers are singles. I couldn't imagine how I'd explain that to my dorm mates (let alone my roommate). All through the week I tried to put it out of my mind. I did my best to avoid being naked or shirtless around my roommate. As the weekend drew closer I find myself wishing that the drug trial was still going on, I could use a hit of what they were giving me. Then I thought, 'was it really a sex drug or something else. I then thought about the two roommates I meet and exchanged numbers with a couple weeks back. I asked if I could meet up and talk with them this weekend. They gave me their address (just off campus). I headed over to their place, the walk only took 10 minutes. They welcomed me with a hug and a kiss. I was really glad to see these guys and hoped they could help me figure out what to do next. They were shocked that I was duped. They asked how I was doing with the thought of being poz. I was honest that it was a big shock but what could I do know, there was no going back. They reach shared that their pozing was just as much of a shock as mine was, but they learned to embrace it and were now able to fuck bareback all the time and with meds they were very healthy. As we sat there they asked me what my plans were for the night. I was honest when I told then that deep down I wish that the drug trial was still going on, I'd really like a hit of what I was getting during that time. They smiled and let me in on a little secret, they were hoping I might party with then that night, possibly spend the weekend with them high as fuck and fucking high. They knew by my smile that that was a yes. As they pulled out supplies they gave me a Viagra (to offset the effects of the Tina). I watched intently as they prepared the needles and explained the entire process. After the points were prepared they began to undress, so I followed their lead. Once we were all naked I followed them to the bedroom. One of then put porn on as the other one told me to lay back on the bed. It was explained to me how to administer a slam. I was so eager to have that 'shot' I was so ready, ready to get high, ready to fuck. We began to mange kiss, lick and suck as we waited for the Viagra to take effect. As we worked ourselves up one of the guys slipped a cock ring on me which increased the intensity of my throbbing cock. I was told to lay back as the black roommate began to get between my legs. They told me that he loves to be inside a nice ass when he is slammed. He eased his cock inside my ass while the white roommate prepared my arm while continuing to explain the process. He fixed a piece of rubber very tightly on my arm, then wiped a prominent vein with alcohol and with nice skill he slipped the point into my arm. He explained the flash of blood I was familiar with from the 'dug trial' indicating he was I the vein, then pushed the plunger down emptying the Tina into my vein. While I was getting my skin the black guy did his own and as soon as the point was out of my arm he began to slowly fuck me. I was made to wait a couple minutes as I began to feel my arm 'go to sleep' due to the cut of blood flow. He was ready to start pounding away at my hole as the tourniquet was pulled off and my arm raised over my head. I felt the temperature jump as the other roommate did his slam before giving me his cock to suck. I could feel cum leaking from his cock as he stroked my hard cock. We switched positions over the weekend and I got my first time to top Tina. We did a few more slams and by mid day Sunday we were all spent. They had gone through their entire stash and let them know that next time I could help pay for supplies.

Hey, pigs -- I'm working on the next part of the story. In the meantime, I figured you might appreciate this little series of photos I shot last night...

The stud looked down at me, “Take a hold of it.” My hand hesitated as I reached for his humungous cock, totally engorged with blood at this point. I swear it had grown another inch at least from when I measured it. I wrapped my hand around it, but my fingers just barely touched, and definitely not comfortably. It was so thick and juicy. “Stroke it,” he condescended. I began running my hand up and down the length of his cock, moist from the hot day and his yard work. “That’s how a cock is supposed to feel in your hand. Meaty, big, like mine. You enjoying that?” I couldn’t tell him. I didn’t know. All of this was so new. I knew that I didn’t want it to be happening. I was terrified of what was coming, and I was humiliated to know that I would never be able to satisfy another person as a man. There was a feeling in my stomach though, a fluttery feeling. An uncontrollable excitement at being completely robbed of my power of choice, of submitting totally to another man. There was a freedom in it, an empowerment in being able to shed the pressure and worry of measuring up. I didn’t measure up, but I could offer my holes without feeling the need to compete or prove myself. I figured that I must enjoy stroking his cock because I was still doing it and he wasn’t egging me on. With a small cursory nod I answered his question and then tried to quickly change the subject by asking, “What does the tattoo mean?” The black and red emblem that I had seen in doctors' offices and biology labs for years was right at eye level, staring me in the face. It seemed to be warning me…but of what? “I’ll tell you what,” the beast licked his lips. “When you’ve given your ass over to all of my cock; when your pussy rings have stretched and open enough so that your smooth little bubble butt is pressed up against that tattoo, I’ll tell you what it means.” I had been looking at him while he spoke, my eyes crinkling more and more with concern as he talked about the intention of putting that entire part of his anatomy into my tight pink asshole. His eyes rolled back in his head and grabbed his cock away from me, jerking it at the speed of light and growling, “Uhhhh, those little looks of fear you give me, get me so fucking hard and horny.” And with that, he squeezed his thumb down the entire ten-plus inches of his shaft and a bead of sticky fluid peaked out of the hole at the end of his penis. It formed a full pearl of pre-cum, hanging onto the opening of his cock and had soon created a drip about a half inch long dangling from the slit. “Take a taste.” “What?” I stammered, not ready for this. “Stick out your tongue and lick that juice from the end of this hole wrecker.” I just froze. “I swear to God, if you waste that drip of pre-cum and let it fall to the floor, not only will I shove your face down there to lap it up so fast and so hard that you’ll have a bloody lip, but I will stick my entire fuck stick into you dry and fuck a hole into your colon. Get licking.” And I could tell he was serious about hurting me so I stuck my tongue out and leaned forward on my knees. I pushed my tongue against the end of his bulbous head and transferred the sticky substance from his hole onto my tongue. His taste filled my mouth immediately, this sweet and salty nectar that immediately got my tiny dick harder and made me inadvertently open my thighs a bit to allow anything and anyone easier access to my back door, but also made me feel trashier and used, nothing but a worthless receptacle for a real man’s bodily fluids. But I didn’t mind feeling that way. His taste lingered in my mouth but was too weak to incite the feelings again. I reached out for his dick, trying to squeeze another dollop onto my tongue, and managed a smaller, equally delicious drop. I released his pole and moved my tongue around my mouth trying to expose my taste buds to as much of the stuff as I could. With a small laugh, my attention was brought back to the man that owned me for the afternoon just to settle a $20 pool debt. His enjoyment of my desire for the shit coming out of his dick was apparent and he smiled that smile at me. “Go ahead and suck it. Give it a good taste. Worship a real man by taking his cock where ever he wants to put it.” “I don’t know how to suck cock.” I didn’t. I was being honest. I had never done it, and he was so big. I wouldn’t do it well, I knew I wouldn’t. And I was scared about what it meant if I did. He simply said, “So you’ll learn. And you’ll learn fast. The better you are at it, the longer it is before I violate your other hole.” My ass clenched at the mention of being torn open by his oversized tool and my stomach fluttered at having it be called my “other hole.” I accepted what he said by nodding as I approached his 10 incher, slowly opening my mouth. “Open bigger than that, boy.” I stretched my mouth wider, and felt the soft velvety skin of his mushroom head push through my lips. Again, he tasted of sweat and work. Not dirty, but clean fresh sweat (Again, I would find out the difference later with some of my other clients that tasted of dirty sweat.) This man’s taste consumed me, especially when his helmet was against my soft pallet and my tongue was rubbed against by the spongy, damp skin of the steel-like shaft. “That’s a good rookie cocksucker,” he coached. “Now suck on it a bit. Pretend you wanna’ suck something from my balls through my dick like a straw.” I began giving the portion of his cock I had in my mouth some suction, doing exactly what he said by pretending that I was sucking on a straw. The taste of his pre-cum flooded my mouth again, this time more than the first drip. I felt like a whore and sucked harder. “That’s a good hole. Now bob your head a bit. Be sure to keep those teeth out of the way. Good faggot boy, pretend your mouth is a pussy and fuck yourself with my meat.” I bobbed my head just like he said, trying to take more of it, but not really getting that much of his endowment in my mouth. “Now this is important,” he schooled. “Don’t be all neat and prissy about your blow jobs. Let them get messy. Let the saliva flow, let it run out onto the cock, over your face, never swallow that shit back down. The only thing you swallow is puke if you should gag that much on it. Don’t ever fucking throw up on my dick. You train your fucking throat better than that.” I continued to bob and suck, letting the saliva building up in my mouth go where it wanted. There wasn’t enough room in my mouth for his gigantic piece and all that saliva so it began to run down the top of the 6 inches of his cock not yet in my mouth hole and all over my chin, dripping and falling down onto my sore red boy tits and my eight pack. I felt his hand run through my hair, and then his fingers entangled themselves in my tresses, reclaiming the power and control of how much cock each of my orifices would be consuming. My eyes shot up to look at him, immediately tearing and pleading with him to have mercy. Slight pain in my hair straining against my scalp signaled me to meet his pelvic thrusts with my mouth. His throbbing pole began hitting the back of my throat causing me to gag and choke. I remembered what he said so I focused on not letting myself puke. My hands reached forward to brace myself against his thighs, muscled and defined from sports and work…and I’m sure, from fucking every hole attached to a hot person. Spit was running like a waterfall down my chin and over my torso. My eyes were watering so tears were streaming down my face and snot was dripping from my nose uncontrollably. Bubbles were forming and popping all around the entrance of my mouth where his cock picked up speed in its invasion of my face. I continued to look up at him, embarrassed of all of these things, embarrassed to be emitting so many unattractive fluids all over my face, my mouth distorted by another man’s horse cock. But he would have none of that. “Forget about it, cunt, let it go. You look like such a slut. Ashamed that you have tears, snot, and spit all over your face. And all because of my cock. Just think, your girlfriend never looked like this because your dick can’t do this. She coulda’ flossed with your pathetic dick, but this is what a man can do. Reduce a pussy boy to a choking, gagging whore with red teary eyes, a runny nose, and a mouth stretched beyond recognition. So just accept it. Fucking relish the freedom of letting those juices flow, of being covered with spit and semen and piss and snot just to please another man, a real man. Come on, let it go. Let it go.” My mind was racing, but I figured that this was happening one way or the other, so I might as well listen to him. He had far more experience in this than I did. He sounded like he was trying to help me make it easier on myself, albeit a bit cruelly. So I tried. I stretched my increasingly tiring mouth even wider, tried to think of yawning in order to open my throat, and stopped trying to blink away the tears or sniffle up the snot. He immediately felt my mouth and throat give in, “That’a boy…” He really began skull fucking me, the helmet of his tool plungering in and out of my virgin throat. Everything was flowing…tears poured out of my eyes, mucus bubbled, dripped, and dried as I fought to breath through my nose, and saliva just gushed, splattered, and spilled in long strings from my chin and his cock onto my body and the floor. As I gagged, I prevented myself from throwing up, but I would cough up bile from deeper inside of me that inevitably would spill out over my chin and down my torso. I could hear the sounds of wet suction in my mouth and throat as I took him farther into my gagging orifice until suddenly, I felt his low hangers slapping against my chin. I couldn’t believe it. There was enough of his ten and half inches in my little mouth so that his balls could swing and hit my chin. “That’s a good little whore. Let me skull fuck you, you stupid little slut. You fucking cock socket.” And he just kept pushing into my mouth, invading my throat, his balls hitting my wet chin in rhythm and sending small showers of spit into the air, spraying my face and his hips. The friction and the repeated stabbing into my throat was wearing me down so in retaliation, I reached my hands around to the back of his thighs and his ass, and I don’t know what I was thinking but I pulled him into me, rooting his cock deep in my throat. I dug the fingers of my right hand into his chiseled ass and grasped his right hamstring with a wanton need, not letting him move, just keeping almost 5 inches of his dick in my esophagus. Somehow it occurred to me that I could pulse my aching throat around his cock and so I squeezed his snake with my throat to keep him satisfied with the lack of movement. I kept re-emphasizing my need to have him lodged in my gullet by forcefully caressing and kneading his leg and ass. I was being reduced to a 20 dollar whore. “Holy fuck, you are a cock lover. Look at you using your throat like a pussy trying to milk a baby out of me. You are such a dumb little fuck toy. You just love that dick, don’t you?” He waited. I couldn’t believe he wanted me to answer. I was engulfed on his cock! His hands held firm on my head and I was starting to feel a bit suffocated. “Come on, faggot, answer the question. You just love that dick, don’t you?” I pushed back on his hand, but he didn’t budge. “Ah ah ah, answer me with that cock in your throat. You can do it.” I was starting to get that panicky feeling because my limited air supply was becoming uncomfortable. I struggled and whimpered a little bit. “No you don’t. You don’t come up from that cock until you answer me and I can understand what you said. You just love that dick, don’t you?” I quickly tried to say, “Yes, Sir,” but it was completely unintelligible. I didn’t even understand it and I was the one saying it. “I couldn’t understand that,” he taunted. “Be a lot more articulate than that.” I was starting to get scared that he would never let me breathe. I mustered all my energy and said as clearly as I could, “Yes, Sir.” He released my head as he said, “That’s what I thought, bitch.” I sputtered and choked as I sucked big breaths of air in. Stroking his glistening shaft with long, smooth gestures, he circled me like a shark, collecting the slime from his tool in his hand. He grabbed my hair again and yanked my head back, my mouth instinctively flying open as the ceiling became my focal point. I felt his other hand scoop up the spit that had pooled on my body, adding to the collection from his dick. He then moved up to my face and scooped up all of the stringy saliva, bile, and snot from my cheeks and chin. Leaning over my still gaping mouth, he force fed me the goo in his hand, and then added to the cocktail by hawking up a loogey and expertly spitting it in my mouth. “Swallow it, slut.” I brought my lips together and gulped down the disgusting mixture. It certainly didn’t taste good, but my dick jumped and my ass twitched so I knew it was something that I craved. My tongue lashed out and looped around my mouth in search of any extra saliva, precum, or dried snot that I could ingest. My captor was obviously please with my submission and released my hair, continuing to circle me. Finally, he placed his forearms on the back of the couch and bent over. Somehow, even in this typically vulnerable position, he looked masculine and powerful. His hairy legs bulged and tensed as he bent his knees so that his sculpted ass was more exposed. Both of his cheeks quivered slightly, the muscles flexing in waves as he maneuvered into a comfortable position that he would be able to maintain for a while. The hair on his ass looked soft and silky, the skin beneath glistening with the same sweat that I had encountered everywhere else on this bull. A deep crevice cut through the rounded globes of his ass leading to his asshole. An asshole not like mine, not meant to have things in it. Not meant to be used by other men in lieu of jerking off. Not meant to be used as an alternative to a urinal. That’s what my pretty pink asshole was for, not his. His brown pucker stared straight at me, expectantly. It was a tight, manly starfish of an asshole lightly circled with wispy brown hair. “Don’t just look at it, faggot. Eat it.” “You haven’t showered though.” “I’m gonna’ fuckin’ beat your ass, you stupid whore. A fuck hole that I own for the afternoon shouldn’t give a shit whether I showered or not.” His mention of shit made my mind spin. What if he had pooped before I got there. I definitely didn’t want to taste THAT! He interrupted my thoughts, “You need to get your whore-ass tongue out of your slutty mouth and into my butt or I swear to God I will put things up your ass that you’ll have to go to an emergency room to get out. Don’t think I’m kidding. I once kicked a bottom out that door because I had forced him to take a baseball up his ass and he couldn’t push it out. I told him to come back when he strengthened his cunt muscles and sent him on his way.” I knew he wasn’t joking so I just mustered up my courage and smooshed my face into his ass. Fuck, was he musky. No shit smell at all, but the pungent fragrance of a truly masculine man. The way his sweat meshed with his body’s chemistry turned what could have been B.O. into something aromatic, earthy, and truly delicious. My mouth literally watered and I knew I needed to taste it as well as smell it. I inhaled deeply to have the smell strong and fresh in my nostrils as I spread his muscular cheeks with my hands, planting my open mouth on his waiting anus. “Yeah, lick it like a full service bottom should,” he encouraged. Feeling the need to enjoy as much of his musk as possible, I slobbered over his hole, crack, and glutes. I gently bit his ass, running my tongue back and forth, and then pressing it into his hole, feeling his tender unfucked insides against my exploratory tongue. Legs shaking, he growled and beat his meat as his rented property slurped and sucked his ass. I must have done this for five or ten minutes and would have been content to keep going, although the muskiness was starting to dissipate much to my disappointment. However, he had other plans. He looked back over his shoulder at me munching away on his shitter like a kid eating his favorite meal and said matter-of-factly, “Okay, now it’s time to split open your tight little cunt.” I looked up from his ass, my face slick with my own saliva that now tasted and smelled like his ass musk, scared and helpless. He just grinned.