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It had been a while since I last played so when I woke up feeling horny I did some internal cleansing in the hope that I would get lucky and got on Grindr. It wasn't long before I saw someone that I didn't recognize and browsing through his profile I found an interest. While there wasn't a lot listed, his picture and stats were attractive as well as his tags, which included bondage, kink, roleplay, rough and more notably poz. His status was also listed as poz, undetectable which I found appealing, because while I had often fantasized about poz play, I really didn't want to become poz. I struck up a conversation and found that he was from New York and had recently bought a home here and was in the process of moving. Most of his furniture and items had been delivered several weeks earlier but his final move was then delayed and he had just arrived the night before with the last of his things. With the weather supposed to get nasty in the afternoon, he said that he would like to chat more but needed to get unloaded before it got messy. I made a comment that I would be glad to help if he wanted any and he said he appreciated the offer but didn't want to impose. I told him I would enjoy doing so and it wouldn't impose at all and to my surprise he said that he'd appreciate the help and I soon found myself on my way there. I'm not really sure what I was expecting, particularly since our chat was relatively short and I knew so little about him, but our conversation had seemed warm and even though we didn't get into a lot of detail, I felt a certain degree of attraction toward him. We weren't a far distance from each other and during the short drive I realized that I started out the day looking for someone to hook up with, but instead I was on my way to help someone move. The thought then crossed my mind of the possibility that it could end up being a mix of both but other than cleansing myself earlier, I didn't do anything else such as bring along lube, condoms or such. It was then that I saw him outside with a box in his hands and as he looked up I realized it was too late to think any more so I pulled in and parked. After a quick introduction I found myself busy helping with the unloading and working together we quickly had everything in the house. The previously moved items had been placed somewhat haphazardly with the furniture and moving boxes in various rooms and everything was in a bit of disarray so after moving his remaining items inside, we got busy getting the house together by arranging the furniture and putting the boxes in the rooms they belonged. Once we had things looking good, he offered me something to drink and we had a seat on the couch to take a break. We chatted for a while about mostly vanilla topics and things felt comfortable together with a friendly energy. I commented that the house looked really nice and he said it was a relief to finally be in and that he spent the last few weeks sleeping on a futon in his old place and got in last night and slept last night on the couch and that it would be really nice to be back in a much more cozy bed. I told him that I could sympathize with that and to fix the issue we were soon assembling his bed and setting up his bedroom. We chatted while I helped set things up, mostly about his work and why he moved here and a few other things. I told him more about the area. It had now been a while since we started working and most everything was in its place when we took a step back and looked around. The only thing I could say was "wow". With the king size bed centered against one of the walls with mirrors on the head end and plenty of space on both sides with several mirrors on the walls, tasteful furniture placed around, the large screen tv on the wall at the bottom end of the bed and the room now tastefully decorated, it looked amazing, even more-so when he topped it off by lighting a few candles for the final effect. I told him that I really liked the layout and style and he said to kick off my shoes and kick back so we can enjoy it for a bit and went to grab us a couple drinks. It felt a bit strange laying in his bed but at the same time it felt a combination of comforting as well as a bit erotic. As he came back in the room he closed the door which in combination with the light darkening curtains left the room illuminated solely by the flickering candles, handed me my drink, laid back beside me and told me how much he appreciated my help with everything, raising his glass as a toast to our new friendship. The first sip of my drink told me that it contained some liquor and was not just a simple Coca-Cola and though it was a bit strong, it felt good too, particularly after our work. We finished our drinks somewhat swiftly and he went to grab a couple more, this time returning with larger and notably stronger drinks. In combination with the drinks, our conversation began to loosen up which in turn seemed to loosen us up on a more personal level with several special looks and a few playful touches. With the energies seeming to rise simultaneously he asked if I'd like to watch something and I gladly said "sure, your choice". He picked up the remote and moments later the big screen came to life with an eye-catching video with quite erotic, raw and explicit play between guys of which I became immediately absorbed. "Pretty hot, isn't it?" he asked almost rhetorically, "it's one of my favorites", to which I replied "it's perfect", as I settled back into the pillows beneath my head and engrossed in the scene that was playing. He laid back beside me and said somewhat bluntly "I haven't had sex like that in months". I didn't know how to reply without sounding patronizing but I just replied honestly that it had been even longer for me and with that, he gave a solid look into my eyes, leaned forward and gave me a solid kiss deep into my lips. I was caught somewhat by surprise by his act but I allowed it to happen and joined right in. Kissing hadn't been huge in my list of turn-on's but for some reason this felt different and while much of my previous experience was centered more on my partner and I simply getting off, this felt much more connected, intimate and sincere and I began to return his kiss in a very loving manner. Pulling back from our kiss, he said "thank you, I really needed this", to which I replied "I did too, so much", and I gave him another kiss before we returned to watch the screen, my palm resting on his thigh. I am not sure whether it was by design or just fate in the two of us being together but the moment really felt right and I let my palm slowly slide over and come to rest on his clearly bulging cock. In combination with the scene playing on the screen, I needed something more to happen and with that I leaned over, began opening his pants and brought his cock into play, first touching and fondling, then taking him into my mouth with the hope that I wasn't being too forward. After a while he said "you better be careful baby or you're going to make me shoot", to which I replied, "I might like that, can you cum more than once?", before returning my lips to his cock though at a much more tender and measured pace while looking up into his eyes, not wanting to bring it to a premature end. "Actually I can baby. I can usually go a long time before cumming but it's been quite a while since I've had any play and I'm right on the edge. When the play is hot though, I can cum, stay hard and cum more, particularly depending on the scene and atmosphere." he replied. "I'd love to experience that and more" I said, to which his reply was "take off your clothes", as he began removing his. We resumed our groping and oral play and things began to get more heated with the increasing sexual energy between us, helped in part by the intensity of what was playing on the screen. I had my eyes closed when felt him turn to the side then come back and it was then that I could smell the distinct scent of poppers and looked up to see the bottle alongside his nose. Noticing my glance, he offered the brottle which I accepted and inhaled several times before returning it to him. The poppers combined with the atmosphere and quite possibly whatever had been in my drink had me feeling a high degree of euphoria, causing me to lean down to take his engorged cock even deeper into my throat, multiple times in and out before rising up, leaving his hard wet erection dripping in my spit, then as if on auto-pilot and looking deep into his eyes, I moved over top of him with a leg on each side of his body and moved downward until I came to rest with his hard cock resting between my warm cheeks. The sounds from the video were filling the room and I was able to see the scene playing on the screen thru the reflection in the mirror and with the addition of his hot body touching mine, I was horny beyond belief. My arousal was very much reaching a peak and the comfort I felt along with his undetectable status made me want him to fuck me and I was wanting it to happen bare. My body began to gyrate on top of him and as I did, I felt his hard and electrified cock became centered the quite wanton hole of my ass and when it did I almost instinctively squatted down, looking deep into his eyes and wanting to absorb the moment completely and to see his reaction too. His reaction wasn't what I expected and his hands quickly came to grasp each side of my hips and telling me "stop, not yet" but before the words were completely out of his mouth, I had already sank down and his cock was now impaled in my ass. Having a cock inside my hole was something that I had been needing for a long time, but maybe something I wasn't completely ready for because with the size of his cock, the tightness of my ass, and with only spit for lube, I also found it a good bit painful. I could tell that he had continued talking while this was happening but with my focus on the burning in my ass and the loudness of the video that was playing, I wasn't sure what it was. While I paused to let my body adjust to what was inside me and not knowing what he had just said, I began to wonder and instinctively sought a reassurance that everything was okay and asked. "Are you undetectable?" "I was", he answered, "but I can't say for sure right now. Are you on PrEP?" My eyes opened in a somewhat blank stare toward the mirror in front of me as I tried to contemplate what the words he just said and with the realization that his raw cock was buried inside me, I answered a simple "no" and remained almost frozen. "I've been on meds and undetectable but with the move things have been messed up and I've been separated from my prescription so I haven't been on them for a while so I can't say for sure whether I am or not and I could be either." He said. "As soon as I'm back together with my meds, I will be taking them again, but right now I can't really say that I'm undetectable". I suddenly wasn't sure about anything right then and was a bit scared but we started to talk further in a sincere and realistic manner With his hands on my waist, mine on his chest and his cock still fully inside my ass, we were locked together both physically and in concerted conversation and thought. Neither one of us wanted things to stop but he had been off his meds long enough that his status could easily be either way, and while it wouldn't have an effect on him, I genuinely didn't want to become poz. Neither of us had any condoms and leaving the house to get some would have destroyed the mood, but at the same time, the atmosphere was so totally hot that it was difficult to see it actually end. I think he could tell that I really didn't want to stop, particularly since I hadn't pulled away from his cock, but at the same time I was quite worried which he could likely tell, particularly since I told him that I was negative and not on PrEP or anything. He then said that he had pretty good cum-control and could fuck a lot and other play without shooting his load, and that his pre-cum lately has been quite limited so we might be able to play for a while and then stop, but that it was up to me. He also said that if I was concerned that I could always take some PEP afterward which can keep me safe. He likely sensed that his words were touching somewhere inside me because I gave a soft moan and my body relaxed on top of his with my eyes softly coming to a close. I then opened up to him that I have often had fantasies about having sex with somone that was poz and that it often brings me the most intense orgasms, but... I stopped speaking at 'but' and my hands began tenderly but nervously moving upon his chest, my mind filled with a feeling of freedom in opening up about the fantasy, and a mixed level of excitement and arousal that I was with someone that was possibly poz. A chill in the reality of what was already happening and admittedly a fear about what might come came into focus, which I think he noticed.. "Go on" he encouraged, his hands now moving in a comforting manner on all sides of my body. In a way I felt accepted and that I was with someone that didn't hold any judgement and that I could be safe to confide in. After a small hesitation I continued on, telling him more of my poz fantasizes which led into where my many other fantasies had gone, going into greater and more graphic detail about different scenes such as consensual non-consensual play and how hot it feels to have someone take control and how I would love being violated sexually and otherwise, being forced, and in the process I also told him that I've had fantasies of going all the way, with someone that was poz, but that I was afraid too. At this point his left hand rose and came to rest on my lips with his right palm stopped moving over my now hard beating heart. "I have to tell you that listening to you is making me hot baby, intensely hot" he said as he gave a couple probing moves of his loins into mine to emphasize the point, then continued "It really makes you really hot, doesn't it?" to which I closed my eyes and gave an affirming nod of my head. "We don't have to do anything that you don't want to do" he continue "and I will respect your limits & boundaries, but I would love and be honored to take you to the places you want to go and that includes all of your fantasies - and have no doubt that I am fully capable of making it happen. I've had many fantasies too, many similar to yours and I would love to go there together. We can stop if you want to, or we can fuck if you want and I can fuck and pull out before I cum - if you want me to" he said. I leaned forward & down until we came to rest chest to chest as I contemplated his words and in the arms of his warm embrace, his cock slid partially out of my ass. I gave a small gasp as the dryness of his cock caused some discomfort which he noticed and quickly countered with a turn of his head and another kiss on my lips. It must have been the distraction of the kiss that cause me to miss the move but somehow he now had a handful of Vaseline and was working it around his cock and into my ass. I moaned into our kiss and my ass to begin moving slowly somewhat hesitantly back and forth almost automatically on his cock and in the process his fingers began working more and more Vaseline into our play. Noticing that I wasn't making a move to stop anything, he pulled back a bit and continued some conversation "Does rough play really make you hot?" I answered "yes". "It makes me really hot too." he continued, then as if to keep my attention more "Do you want it to happen, I mean to really happen?" The way he said the words was almost scary but at the same time the thought was admittedly hot too. Again I answered "yes". "Now?" he asked. I hesitated while looking at him, knowing what he was asking and that he was serious but at the same time not really knowing, particularly how far he might actually go - a mixture of fear and arousal now throughout my body. Seeing that I was on the fence, he took my nipple between his finger and thumb and started to squeeze, softly at first, then progressively harder while watching my expression as I began to melt into his advances. Pain has always had an effect on me and in many ways it has been very much like an aphrodisiac when it happens in play. The pain in my nipple was now reaching a point that my focus was nowhere else but completely with him. Since I only grimaced and didn't make an effort to get away, I think he knew that he had me where he wanted me and with a final and firm squeeze, he once again asked me... "Now", this time sounding more like he was giving a statement and not a question and I immediately and quite loudly responded... "Yes, YES!" In a very quick move, I was tossed to the bed at his side with my face buried in a pillow and my ass bare and facing up. A moment later he was on top of me and without saying a word, he buried his cock fully inside my ass. Our play had allowed my ass to stretch some and the Vaseline made everything quite slippery, but it only moderately eased his sudden entry and my ass was alight with some fire. I gasp and audibly gave a muffled yelp into the pillow below and sensing that it may be too much, he stopped with his cock impaled inside my ass and asked if I wanted to stop. I didn't give an immediate answer, mostly because I was in a bit of a shock at everything that was happening and admittedly being in a somewhat confused state about everything, quite possibly enhanced from whatever was in the drink. Not letting the moment come to a complete stop, he continued the lead with his cock pulling back and then moving forward, slowly at first, then a bit faster, time and time again, becoming more forceful and continually stronger with each plunge. The physical sensation was overwhelming with the atmosphere of being where I had truly been wanting to go and only fantasized about before, and yet hurtful enough that the pain in my ass was becoming very real. As I struggled with my mix of feelings, the tight grasp of his arms enveloping my torso, likely growing stronger due to the endorphins that were permeating throughout his body, made me aware that in the strength aspect, he had the definite advantage and I almost felt weak beneath him.. My body gradually began to move beneath him more and more, though due to a combination of trying to find relief from the growing pain inside my ass, and in the wonder if I would even be able to actually become free if I wanted to. I guess that I realized that I could probably say something if I wanted to, but the sensations that I was feeling had me twisted in so many different directions, wanting it to happen but finding it so very difficult too, physically and emotionally - I was in another dimension. My mind began coming back to focus though and the realization that the cock inside me was in no way assuredly safe came directly to the forefront, along with the fear and reality of what was going on. As I began to rise to say something though, I felt his body sink firmly onto mine, his cock fully impaled and then as his body gave spasm after deep spasm I realized that his semen was pumping into my body from his, him holding me tighter and moaning and gasping into my ear with each plunge he gave - it was happening. I don't know if the tear from my eye was from the intense fear that I was feeling, or if it was from the elation of actually experiencing something that I had fantasized of for so long but it was quickly joined by another tear and many more. Sensing something was happening, he began holding me warmly, sharing comforting words and making me feel very much loved - which was in turn causing me to feel a level of love too. It was then that I noticed the clock and how quickly time had passed. My family would soon be home and I needed to be back there before they arrived because there was no way I could have an excuse for not being home. I really didn't want to leave so quickly but he very much understood and as I parted, we were both sure that we wanted to be together again, and that we would be. The afternoon sun was bright in my eyes during the drive home but the feeling of the moistness within my loins of his cum remaining within me was the focus of my attention. I then started making it a point that I needed to get somewhere in the morning to begin the PEP after-fuck treatment to keep from becoming poz, when another brightness came before my eyes. It was Thursday and my family was going to be home for the extended weekend, not giving me the option of being able to get out without them knowing something was up. As I pulled in the driveway I didn't know what I was going to do, then looking at the time it had become, I began to realize what I was going to do - nothing. The risk of what may have just happened was high but knowing what would happen at home if my family would find out what I had just done was certain and it placed me in an impossible position. PEP wasn't going to be an option and whatever was going to come was going to be a matter of fate and I didn't know what it was going to be. I was afraid. Deep inside though I was also aroused, deeply aroused.

I was 21 and lived in an old rundown apartment complex, it had a lot of issues and the landlord wasn’t much help getting things fixed when anyone had an issue. It wasn’t the best place but it was cheap and the neighbors kept to themselves. Well, mostly. There was one neighbor a couple of units across the hall from mine, Mr. Lewis, who was chatty with me every time we passed eachother by. He was an older man in his mid-60s or so. Not in the best of shape, short, balding, round faced and pudgy belly. Always wore a tank top, sweat pants and old worn sandals. The type of guy you would typically see around a place like this. But he was nice enough, always offering to invite me in for some coffee or have a chat. I never took him up on the offer though, he had a bit of that old troll vibe and I had a feeling he had ulterior motives with his invitations. It’s not like I had anything against him, I just get nervous around guys who blatantly flirt with me, I tend to freeze up and ignore their advances. I was always shy like that. Mr. Lewis was no shrinking violet, he was always bold being flirty with me in the hall, casually rubbing his crotch and eyeing me up and down when we chatted. I of course wouldn’t pay much mind to it and keept our conversations brief and continued about our own business. I never considered letting his flirtatious behavior get any further than what it was, for one he wasn’t my type, and secondly one of his previous conversations he casually talked about the difficulties of him hooking up with guys on account of him being poz. I don’t mean to be a prude, but I try to play safe on the rare occasions that I do mess around with anyone at all. It’s been a while for me since I’ve been busy with my college studies. One warm day when I was getting back home from the gym I was particularly tired and sweaty head to toe. I had an intense cardio session and my legs were sore. It didn’t help that I was wearing my bad gym shorts with the broken string, I occasionally had to pull them up from sliding down. It was laundry day as well so I didn’t have any underwear available so I was just free balling it. When I was hobbling back down the hall to my apartment Mr. Lewis came out as I passed his door almost as if he heard me coming. ”Tommy my lad. Have a nice hard workout?” He chuckled while adjusting his underwear. He was wearing sandals a tank top and briefs, not the most appropriate attire for a conversation in the hallways so he stood in his doorway. “Yeah it was a cardio day for me, 10 miles on the treadmill, squats, the usual.” I replied casually, giving a friendly smile trying not to pay attention to the fact that Mr. Lewis was developing a semi hard erection. “It’s good that you take care of your young beautiful body, wish I had more of that commitment.“ He chuckled as he lifted his tank and patted his stomach. “Say, if you have a minute do you think you would like to come in for a bit?“ He smiled while patting his crotch bulge. “Oh, um, I’d like to but I need to shower and I have some stuff I need to take care of.” Even if I wasn’t uncomfortable with his flirtatious behavior it really wasn’t the best time for hanging out. I was a mess from the gym. “Oh well this won’t take too long, I actually need your help with something. My sink pipes seem to be acting weird, can’t seem to get good pressure out of it and there might be a leak underneath, the landlord couldn’t be bothered to do anything about it and figured a young capable man like you might take a look?“ I didn’t really feel like it but he lived alone in that apartment and I felt bad for always blowing off his invitations even though he is fairly brazen with the way he carries himself. Out of the typical social fear of coming off as rude I agreed to step inside for just a little bit. “Sure, I think I can give it a shot” “Wonderful!” He perked up and stepped aside inviting me in. His apartment didn’t have much, simple couch, table and chairs. Some dirty laundry left here or there and a faint smell in the air that might have been body odor perhaps? Maybe something a little tangier? Mr. Lewis guided the two of us towards his living room and we sat on the couch together while he made small talk. “You don’t have to check the sink just yet, sit with me boy, how have you been? Handling them hunky men at the gym all right? You have been walking fairly funny in the hall, ha ha ha.” There he goes again with that blatant attitude of his. “Oh, no it was just tiring for me. I’ve been fine, studying and just trying to keep my school work life balanced, I don’t have time for messing around.“ “Well now, that’s no good. Why at your age I was filling and getting filled by plenty of men at the gym saunas. Back in those days public hook ups were a lot more common, not like all the apps these days.“ he chuckled and patted my thigh as he emphasized his words. Leaving his hand on me long enough to make it awkward but not too for me to feel the need to pull away. “Oh that sounds like a wild time, I don’t think I could do stuff like that. I’m not that bold.“ I readjusted my sitting position and pulled out a dirty sock that I was sitting on. Mr. Lewis grabbed it and tossed it aside. “Pardon the mess, I tend to delay on laundry so these things wind up everywhere. That’s why you usually see me wearing these.” Mr. Lewis put his leg up and rested his foot in my lap showing off his sandals. He reached over and slipped it off showing it to me. The heel of his foot sliding down my leg getting dangerously close to my crotch. “These things are convenient when I need em. And they don’t smell as bad as the socks when you wear them for multiple days in a row, see for yourself“ He pointed the sandal in my face expecting me to take a test smell. I wasn’t willing to smell his dirty sandal and was a bit flabbergasted that he even suggested it but I didn’t want to show it on my face and be rude so i avoided inhaling and replied with any sort of casual dismissive statement that would satisfy him and pull it away. “Uh, yeah, it’s fine. I get it.” He didn’t put the sandal back on instead he put it on the floor and slipped his other sandal off and put both his feet in my lap, this time his right foot resting directly on top of my dick. Mr. Lewis continuing the conversation nonchalantly. “So sunny, how is your sex life? Do you have a boyfriend yet?” I was surprised with how casually he asked that, even more surprising he managed to slip his foot underneath my gym shirt and was rubbing my belly button with his toes. I could clearly see that he had a full-blown erection at this point and there was even a wet spot in the center where it look like he was pre-cuming. He reached in his underwear and started fondling his cock. Just as casually as one would if they were scratching their balls. “No I don’t have the time for that, I just focus on work and school.“ I said nervously, not sure how to respond to his foot action. At this point Mr. Lewis slipped a foot through the leg of my shorts and was rubbing my sweaty thigh, I was getting uneasy with his advances. I knew he was trying to instigate something and I was trying to look for an opportunity to change the subject. “Well you have time to come see me about my plumbing issue.” He said almost mockingly, his foot sliding up further and just as I could feel his toes starting to make contact with my shaft I took that as my opportunity to change the situation. “Oh yes the plumbing!” I got up off the couch and out of Mr. Lewis‘s grasp, trying not to give the situation much acknowledgment. “Yes I should go check out the sink of yours.“ I walked over to his kitchen area and I started fiddling with the handles staring at the sink pressure trying to clear my mind of that awkwardness and do what I came here to do so I could leave. The sink pressure was a little sporadic, but that seemed to be normal, or at least as normal as the same pressure I have had. The building was old and falling apart so I’m not surprised that his plumbing was similar to mine. So I went underneath the sink to check for any leaks. Mr. Lewis came to the kitchen and handed me some tools as I was on my knees bent over looking at the pipes. It was a tight fit so it wasn’t an easy space to work with. I wiggled myself out and asked for a flashlight and a crescent wrench to see if I can loosen or tighten some of the valves and see if that would work. As I looked over to Mr. Lewis, his underwear was off and he had a massive hard veiny and uncut cock pointed at me. “Whoa! Sir your underwear, uh what is-“ “No worries, it’s been hot and the AC doesn’t work so I figured I would slip out of those old things and get more comfortable. You don’t mind. I don’t have anything you haven’t seen before.” It was hot, at least I thought it was hot or maybe that was just the gym talking. Either way I tried not looking at it directly even though it looked to be about 8 or 9 inches long with a fat wide mushroom head. I Took the flashlight and wrench and went back under to focus on the task at hand. I was trying to be slow and gentle since the plumbing looked old and delicate. suddenly I felt something resting on my lower back as I felt Mr. Lewis straddling me. “What are-“ “Don’t mind me I’m just checking to see how the water pressure is doing while you’re down there, I know it’s a tight fit, but you are doing great down there.“ his cock was resting on my ass as he was playing with the sink his legs on either side of me. I said nothing, I didn’t know how to tell them off, and I wasn’t sure if he was really doing anything bad on purpose, he is fairly short after all so if he is checking the sink then naturally he would be standing fairly close. I kept adjusting the pipes below and being on my knees bent over under the sink was feeling awkward so I had to move around a bit, wiggling my hips and repositioning my knees. Unfortunately I was still covered in sweat from the gym and these were my bad shorts and they were starting to slip down, revealing my ass crack. As they slipped down a couple of inches Mr. Lewis’s shaft was now resting on my exposed bare ass. I couldn’t conveniently reach behind and pull them up again so I had to ask him to do it for me. “Um, can you pull my shorts back up for me? My string is broken.“ Mr. Lewis just grabbed my shorts and slipped them all the way down to my knees “You don’t need those, they are just going to distract you. Wow looks like you didn’t feel the need for underwear today either.“ As Mr. Lewis repositioned himself at the sink playing with the faucet again his hips reposition themselves and the tip of his cock was now pointing directly between my sweat covered cheeks, The wide head easily slipping between them due to my sweat and his very slimy cock and making contact with my whole. “Hey! Uh Sir? You’re penis is poking me..” At this point I realized his blatant flirting was starting to get out of hand. “Just a little poke is all. It’s bound to happen in such a small kitchen. Don’t worry about the pre either, your ass sweat is mixing in so I’m sure you can’t tell.” I didn’t like this. My hole was getting lubed up. Mr. Lewis’s fiddling with the sink was causing his hips to wiggle and massage my ass more. I had little room to move around and every time I moved my ass he prodded more forward. “Um it feels like you’re moving around too much. Are you sure you can’t readjust yourself?” “Oh no need to fuss about that, it’s just a little body contact in order to check the problem here, besides it hasn’t even slipped inside you. You’re a strong tight young man. My dirty old poz cock could easily thrust against you several times and your hole will stay closed, watch.” With that Mr. Lewis pulled his cock away from me, grabbed my ass cheeks and spread them apart, aimed his cock directly at my hole and slammed his hips forward into me, his bulbous cock head popping in past my sphincter with a squelching sound and the rest of his shaft burying deep into me with a loud slap as his hips smacked my ass, balls deep. “AAAGH! SHIT!“ I yelled, the pain of his sudden intrusion sending a shockwave throughout my body. Dropping the flashlight and wrench. The tight fit underneath the sink holding me in place unable to pull my ass away. “Oh, well how about that? It went in with one thrust. I guess I had too much lube on my cock when I was edging earlier. Oh well nothing to be done about it now. While I keep checking the sink how about you focus on the leak down there?” Mr. Lewis kept on playing with the sink above me as his cock was firmly lodged in my guts. His low sagging balls pressed against my taint. My insides were on fire as they were being stretched out by what it felt like a steel pipe. “Mr, Lewis! Please pull it out! You’re so big!“ I instinctively tried to move in the only direction that I could in order to remove myself from him but unfortunately the only way I could move was back toward him, causing my ass to thrust back into him causing his cock to slide in me even deeper. The shock making me wiggle my hips back-and-forth. “Now now, you don’t want to do that. Remember I was edging earlier meaning my balls are on a hair trigger. Move more and you’ll cause me to burst days worth of cum up into your ass raw.” He tried to say casually, noticeably hiding a tenseness to his voice as if he really was on the verge of cuming inside of me. “You can’t! It’s dangerous! You’re poz.“ “Then I suggest you hold still, oof, oh! Your ass is so tight and wet. I could go at any second. I- AAH! Ah!… ahh, that was close. I almost shot” I did my best to hold perfectly still with Mr. Lewis‘s cock balls deep inside me. I was focusing on trying to adjust the pipes and fix his leak, all the while I could feel every curve of his cock, the shape of his head flaring inside me, the bulging of the veins on his shaft. I could feel it all through my ass and every subtle twitch and throb was indicating that it really wanted to open the floodgates and unleash a torrent of dirty cum inside of me. I don’t know how I managed it but I managed to get the piping in working order, Mr. Lewis still nonchalantly playing with the sink above, his legs trembling with his large throbbing penis firmly drilled inside of me. “I think it’s done! You can pull out now!“ Mr. Lewis tested the water flow on his sink, which should have been the same since the piping below it just had a small leak and the water pressure was never really out of the ordinary. “What do you know? Everything seems to be in order. You manage well under pressure.” Mr. Lewis playfully gave a light slap on my ass as some sort of congratulations, but he didn’t pull out just yet. Instead he put both hands on my hips and slowly slid his cock out halfway stopped then slid it back in. He started picking up a pace, he was actually fucking me! “What are you doing? I thought you were going to pull out?“ “I will sunny boy. But first I need to thank you for fixing my plumbing. How about a big load of granddaddy’s cum inside your ass? I promise it will be huge.“ His thrusting continued, his assault on my ass pounding me with slap after a slap of his balls knocking into me. The thrusting admittedly started to feel good, stimulating my prostate. “Oh god! Are, are you undetectable?“ I asked, as some sort of bargaining with my own inhibitions. “Nope sorry. Oof, Oh! You’re gonna get a - oh fuck- hi viral load of poz cum.” His pace quickened. I was so overwhelmed by the sensations of a hard fucking that I couldn’t think. I tried to say something. “Don’t-“ “Ooh here it comes! Package is out for delivery!” He squeezed my cheeks and drilled fast and relentless. My head dizzy and cock drunk. “Oh fuck! OH FUCK! AAAGH!” Mr. Lewis slammed five hard times followed by a dozen lesser slams, each a pulsing jet of cum deep inside. I could feel it flowing in me. I could feel the satisfaction in his long exhale of relief. He stopped and slowly fucked in me for another minute, keeping his ball juice plowed up in my intestines then held still. My heart was racing. My ass aching. So many thoughts going through my head. Here I was just trying to be a good neighbor- wait what the fuck is that? Was he cuming again? Mr. Lewis let out a long sigh as he unloaded a massive load, filling me up even more. Too much more. “Mr. Lewis, what is” “Ahhh, just emptying my bladder boy. Your ass makes a fantastic toilet.” Fuck, he’s pissing in me!? The flow kept coming and my guts became bloated and hot. This old man was really more depraved then I could imagine. Soon he finished up and slowly pulled out. Pushing my cheeks together to keep all his fluids in me. I slowly crawled out and got up. My legs on fire, weak and wobbly. I pulled my shorts up that still sagged a bit. “Ah thanks for getting all my pluming sorted out Tommy. Now all that down there won’t leak out. We wouldn’t want that would we?” I didn’t know what to say. I just slowly walked to the door and picked up my gym bag. But before I could leave Mr. Lewis stopped me again. “Just a moment.” He walked over to the couch and came back. “Open your mouth.” Instead of waiting for me to comply he grabbed my jaw and opened it for me then with one of his dirty socks in hand, shoved it in my mouth. Then sent me on my way with a slap on my ass. “Don’t be a stranger, next time I may need a foot massage.” He winked at me and shut the door. I walked to my place and spit out his sock and threw it. I tried cleaning out and showering but I still felt dirty. I was still in shock of what happened. This dirty old man who had been cruising me for so long somehow managed to lure me into his place, fuck me, cum in me and piss in me. I sat on my couch and rubbed my head, trying to make sense of everything. I looked to the side and Mr. Lewis’s sock was on the arm rest. I picked it up to throw it away, but I looked at it for a moment. Then for some reason I decided to stuff it back in my mouth.

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Just another old story I found, not sure who wrote, but wish there was more. ========================================================= Keith stopped dead in his tracks. Two of the beefiest, sexiest bears were ambling down the street and they were causing his lust glands to go into overdrive. Big balls rolled lazily around in their crotches as they strolled along, their jeans snug enough to outline fat sausages, both pointing left. It was the summer of 2005 and a young and innocent Keith was visiting Palm Springs for the first time during Pride. Needless to say, the place was awash in Horny men of all types and ages. And of corse most of them had HIV. Kieth tried not to be so obvious but he was totally overcome with lust and desire, and he just had to see their butts. He was not disappointed. Both were full and firm and plump, like rock hard half moons covered in a layer of butter fat. He watched the up and down jiggle and daydreamed about man muff diving. Would they be hairy or smooth, pale or tanned? He was so lost in his day dream he hardly noticed the bears turn back. Keith snapped out of his daydream when one of the big bears wrapped a meaty paw around the hard on that was stretching Keith's trousers and gave it a squeeze. 'What have we here?' the big bear asked. 'S--So--Sorry.' Keith stammered. He looked around nervously to see if anyone could see what was happening, but the street was empty. 'You've got nothing to be sorry for.' the other bear said. 'That's one mighty fine piece of meat you got there.' Keith smiled and relaxed. 'You think so?' he asked. 'Absolutely.' the guy who had squeezed his cock replied. 'Want to come back to our place and fuck?' The bluntness of the Question floored the teenaged Keith as his cock throbed and leaked some precum. All too soon, Keith skipped along after the two hot studs. The one with the blue eyes was named Max, while the one with the sexy brown eyes went by the name of Cameron. He was now free to drink in the delicious sight of their big, beefy asses bouncing along as they walked in front of him, happy in the knowledge that soon he would be exploring those hot cracks. But Keith got a bit of a shock. As soon as they arrived home the bears led Keith into the garden and gave him a beer. He was sitting there, enjoying his beer, when suddenly they both whipped out their fat cocks and started hosing him down with their steaming piss. His clothes were soaked and he was about to protest when the feelings this new sensations caused started to get to him. The musk of the piss and the heat invaded his mind as he relaxed. He dimly heard Max grunt. “Fuck that’s a lot of hot POZ Piss on him, it looks good. Keith’s cock grew instantly hard when he heard that. He was about to ask if he had heard correctly when another stream of Piss started from the two bears. Like a stag in the rutting season, he lost himself in it and soon He whipped out his own cock and let their warm piss rain down on it as he pulled the heavy foreskin covered hood back. The warmth trickled over his sensitive cock and balls, driving him absolutely wild. Cameron finished first. His fat cock was still hanging out as he started to remove Keith's shoes and socks. Keith helped him get rid of his jeans and sat back down to catch the last of Max's flow. Both the men started to get hard now and Max pulled Keith to his feet and devoured his cock. In one swift movement it was buried to the root. Once more unable to say anything, Keith heard Max grunt. “Theres a good boy, feed your negative boy cock to my husband and your going to make him very happy.” He said as Cameron's fingers now probed Keith's crack, working some lube into his asshole. It was all happening too fast, and yet Keith felt powerless to stop it. He knew that both of them must be POZ now, he had read stories online and had jacked off thinking about it, but it was always just a fantasy. Now with two hot beefy bears next to him, he faced the reality of hot hot a cock infected with HIV was. Part of him wanted to explore they’re big, beautiful, hairy bodies. To sensually and slowly pleasure and be pleasured by them. But another part just wanted to be used by the big guys, wanted to give his body to their Infected dicks and become their toy. Cameron's flared mushroom cap of a cock rubbed against Keith's lubed up pucker and sent a shiver down the horny twink's spine. This was what it was all about, that first feel of an HIV infected cock on his assring. No matter how good dildos and vibrators were, nothing could beat a real live twitching, precum spitting bulging cock. Cameron took his time, rubbing his poison cock against Keith's pulsing asshole, slowly leaking slimy TOXIC discharge for a good five minutes before he began to slide in. Keith cried out in delight and lost his first load down Max's throat. “Theres a good boy, pump out your negative load and get read to take Daddies Pozitive Dick.” Max came off him with a smile. “Mmm yeah, negative cum always tastes so sweet and pure!” He said and licked his lips and watched his lover plow into Keith's sexy bubble butt. Cameron bent the younger man over one of the garden chairs and began to plow the boy much harder. “It is sweet, but he’s not going to be negative too much longer.” He grunted as his hand reached down to Keith's cock and found it was soon hard again so he started to stroke it. “Looks like our boy here is ok with that seeing how hard he is. That making your dick hard? Having an infected dick up your ass?” He said as Keith looked around for Max, hoping for another blow. Instead he saw the other bronze muscle bear lubing his ass. Max then spread a blanket on the picnic table and came and whispered in Cameron's ear. “How about we milk out his last negative load together, lets milk him together, my TOXIC ass and your TOXIC dick.” Max said with an evil grunt. Cameron licked his lips. “Fuck yeah, lets POZ him up together.” Cameron pulled out of Keith's ass and lay down on the table. Keith was at first disappointed to see Max go sit on Cameron's cock. But then Max lay down with his back to Cameron's stomach. 'Come over here neg boy stick your cock in my hole.’ Max told the boy. Keith, able to talk for the first time, was trying to wrap his head around everything that had happened. ‘You guys are both really Positive aren’t you? You both have HIV?’ He said, staring at the hole of Max as if hypnotized. ‘Fuck yeah we are.’ Cameron said slowly sliding in and out of his partner in crime. ‘I got infected ten years ago, and then made sure Max joined me. We both been sharing our strain ever since then.’ He said as he grunted. Max, his ass up and enjoying the fuck gave a moan and spoke up as well. ‘Best thing that ever happen to us boy, no more fear or doubt or worries. So come over here and stick your dick in my POZ ass next to his POZ Dick, and lets see if you can join us as a POZ son!” He said as Keith watched, stroking his dick, a tiny voice told him this was a bad idea, that doing something os risky and dangerous was wrong, but before he could stop himself, his cock made the choice for him. Keith approached and gingerly started to slide his cock in alongside Cameron's fat sausage. How the hell could one asshole handle two cocks, Keith wondered. But then the blissful sensation of rubbing up along the length of Cameron's cock while enveloped by Max's hot ass overwhelmed him. His brain shut down. There was no time for idle thoughts now; all he wanted to do was fuck. It was like having a mutual jerk off, blowjob and fuck all at the same time. Keith closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and stroked. Each stroke took him closer and closer to the edge. He tried to focus on his strokes, counting them in a desperate attempt not to shoot. The two bears could see him fighting back the well of cum and orgasm building in his balls and in his brains. Suddenly Keith let out a moan and started shivering and he knew it was all over. He bit his lip and emptied his balls while his whole body seemed to convulse in orgasmic ecstasy as Max squeezed his ass. ‘Yeah boy! Empty your load into Daddy Max! Give me all that sweet untainted negative seed and let me milk you of every drop!” The bear grunted and squeezed more. Keith’s cock went limp but it was wedged in place by Cameron's cock. He tried to pull out, but Cameron wrapped an arm around him. ‘Oh no you don’t boy, time for this Daddy Bear to bath your dick in his infected juices!” He said and lunged forward. Keith’s whimpered and squirmed as his tender dick was now squeezed both by the axe and the throbbing cock mashed tightly against his own. Cameron grunted and snorted like a pig in heat as he pumped out surge after surge of his tainted DNA. Keith felt the seed squirting and mixing with his own, feeling as if he would pass out from the sensation. Eventually Camerons orgasm faded as he slowly churned his load up against Keiths. ‘WOO YAH! Nice big load of my INFECTED seed in your guts Max, nice tainted cum to baptist our new boys dick in some fresh POZ Spooge!’ He said as max kept his hole tight, not letting a drop leak out. ‘Fuck yeah, but you both shot your loads, it’s time for me to blast my INFECTED seed, and there’s only one place I wanna feel it go.” He said as he slowly began to get up. As he did, Cameron knowing what his partner had in mind, gently pulled Keith down on the towel, sliding his dripping dick out, but trying to make sure Keith still kept his in side. Soon Max was onto of Keith and looked down at the boy like a Predator ready to devour its Prey. ‘How do you feel boy? Your dick is in a POZ hole, marinating in POZ seed, most guys would be scared and running away, but your dick is already starting to get hard again” Max said, squeezing his ass around the cock still inside him. Keith whimpered and looked up at the bear dominating over him, smelling his stink of sweat and loving it. ‘I, I feel good, I should be scared, but, oh fuck, I want more.’ He said as he laid back on the towel, feeling the grass under it and the warm Pal Spring sun. ‘Thats what I want to hear boy’ Max said as he finally got up, letting the kids dick slid out. As he did, he pushed out a hefty load of the cum inside, letting it cover Keiths cock. Before Keith could think about it, Cameron came up and started stroking it, rubbing all the mixed seed around his cock and balls. Keith knew that half of the seed would be POZ and infected, but he was feeling too good to stop it and Cameron continued to stroke him rubbing the cum around, sliding his finger around Keiths mushroom head to make sure some got inside. As he did so, Max hefted the kids Legs up. ‘Here we go, POZ seed on you dick, and soon POZ seed up your guts boy. This is what you need now and we are going to give it to you!” He said as Max’s fat plump vein covered bear dick began to slowly slide over Keiths ass hole. Max moaned trying to resist the urge to slam in all at once. But he wanted Keith to enjoy and to make sure he felt pleasure from getting POZ dick and POZ cum. Cameron began to help by moving his hands to Keiths nipples and begin to slowly stroke and pull them. A moan quickly followed as the two Muscle bears grinned. ‘Looks like our new boy has his tits wired right to his dick. Going to be fun making him twitch as he takes his new Daddies cock.’ Cameron said, still cum on his hands that he used it on Keith nipples, swirling his fingers around the boys tits. ‘Fuck yeah, work those tits and I’ll work this ass’ Max said as he started to push in. He had spent close to five minutes gently anointing Keiths hole with his TOXIC discharge and had relaxed enough to finally gain entry. The fat tip of his cock pushed in first, Keith whimpered and tried to pull back for an instant as Cameron held him down. The pain passed quickly and soon Keith was moaning as the fat infected cock of the Muscle Bear Max was pushing deeper into his guts. ‘Feeling good boy?’ Said Max as he fucked slowly. ‘Oh fuck yes, ugh, yes Sir.’ ‘Call me Daddy Max’ ‘Yes Daddy Max, it feels so good inside me.’ ‘Yeah boy? You like having infected POZ dick up your boy hole?’ Max said, flexing his dick to make it throb, knowing it was nestled up against the boys prostate. Keith moaned instantly. ‘OH! Yes Daddy Max, I love it! Please fuck me!’ With the words said, Max pushed forward and soon punched his infected bear dick deep into the hunger hole of the now moaning Twink. The hole blossomed open, ready to accept it’s new role as a taker of infected seed. As Max worked his HIV Positive dick into the boys hole. Cameron had moved around and was stroking his own POZ cock back to hardness, slowly pushing it into Keiths face. The boy instinctively began trying to lick and suck on the tip as Cameron continued to pull on Keiths nipples, making him buck and moan. Soon Max was pushing harder inside and with a sudden shiver and gone all the way. ‘There we are, Balls deep, I can’t wait to fill his hole up. I think he has the makings of a beautiful new POZ Son for us. What do you Say Cameron?’ ‘I say I agree, He already has my INFECTED seed swimming down into his dick. Before the day is done I think we really will be making him pregnant. I have wanted a new POZ Son, make a family all joined by my Strain.” Cameron said as Keith let out a huge grunting moan. ‘What do you say boy? Ready to become our new POZ Son?’ Max said, his big hands caressing the trembling teenager. ‘Fuck I Feel so good, I want this, I want to get pozzed!’ Keith shouted as pushed back as far as he could on Max’s big positive cock. The two bears looked at each other and knew the time was right. Max started to fuck faster and wrapped his beefy arms around the boy in a massive tight hug. ‘Thats it boy, relax and let your new Daddies POZ you up, Welcome to the Family.’

I'm an ex-smoker. But I love a top with a cigar! Cigarettes are still a turn on for me too. Especially if it's with some tattooed piece of white trash. (I have a weakness for that😈) It's double hot if they're smoking while I suck or get fucked by them.

Preliminary remarks: This story is pure fiction! Similarities to real people are purely coincidental, and not intended! Please do not understand this story as a call to share STDs, or to cause other physical and / or mental harm, and also not as a promotion to drug and alcohol consumption! All characters in this story are at least 18 years old (of age according to German law)! Since I have problems writing stories in the English/American language (grammar deficit), I write this story in German, and have it translated by deepl.com! Chapter 2: I can not believe what, how happened So, where were we? Oh, that's right, the nightly bathroom encounter. Well, Karel grabbed Sven by the arm, and pulled him under the shower. Sven immediately got down on his knees, and without prompting, took Karel`s cock into his hungry mouth. Karel was so perplexed, because he had thought otherwise, but within seconds he shot a huge load into Sven`s greedy gullet. After my brother swallowed my best friend's cum load he stood up saying, "Thank you, that was very tasty, I hope there is more of it." Karel was still standing stiff with amazement under the running shower and wasn't really able to answer, or rather, he didn't get time for it, because Sven already shot out with a perverted question, " Is your commercial just fake, or are you really toxic?" Karel was still trying to sort out his thoughts, but he was also desperate to answer so as not to be rude. "Um, yeah, I mean no, the commercial is not fake, I'm really toxic, I don't take medication. And yes, there would be more of it." Sven's answer came like a shot, "Horny, my hungry boy cunt has been waiting for real poz sperm for a long time." and he winked mischievously at Karel while showing him his rear end, spreading his ass cheeks. "I don't know if this is such a good idea, I'm viral." spoke Karel as he was interrupted by my brother Sven. "I know it's just the thing for my cunt. I've been fucked by my classmate for 2 years, at first even against my will. Now I let the guys do it, but with the option for me that I may also, if I ever feel like it, slide over them. And that's where it would be really awesome if I was POZ, and could impregnate all those straight asses." Karel looked at Sven with wide eyes, just shook his head, finally saying, "You're just as much of a perverted, twisted fucker as I am. But I must confess to you, I had planned something different this weekend. Chris has been wiggling his straight ass around in front of my face for ages, and I wanted to crack him now. I abstained from any sexual activity for 2 weeks especially for this." Sven pouted. Karel continued speaking, " You already stole one load from me, the next 3-4 loads have to go into your brother Chris's ass, I have to implement this plan. But I promise you, you will get my babies in the night from Sunday to Monday." Sven looked sad as he asked, "Will I really get your presents then?" "Yes." was Karel's short and curt reply as he crept naked and wet downstairs to Chris' bedroom. To be continued soon.

After my last encounter getting used blindfolded, I've started to form a mentor/sub type of relationship with him. We still haven't met face to face outside of a sexual context, but we've been texting a lot, especially about my training to become a better faggot. Our next encounter was to also be anonymous, but this time I wasn't told in advance what was going to happen. I was to show up at his place again, strip, blindfold myself, and then await instructions. But this time, he added that I should keep my shoes on. I wasn't sure what to make of that, but I was about to find out. This time, we met much later in the evening - 2am. I showed up, stripped, kept my shoes on, blindfolded myself, and called out that I was ready. I heard footsteps, and was told to stand up and bend over, and a vibrating plug was inserted in my ass. My mentor then led me to a car and buckled me in. I nervously asked where we were going, but all he said was, "Trust me, faggot". I admit that this complete surrender of power was an intensely erotic experience for me. I was placing myself in an incredibly vulnerable position, giving up full control, with no clothing, cellphone, or wallet, and being driven in a car to who knows where. After maybe 10-15 minutes, the car stopped, and he got me out of the car. We got out of the car and walked a short distance. It was pretty cold out, maybe 40 degrees, but I was so nervous and horny that I wasn't cold. I was ordered down on my hands and knees, and told to "smile for the camera, faggot". Then the plug was pulled out of my ass and replaced with cock. I felt a building pressure in my prostate - the thrill of being naked outdoors, totally vulnerable and in a compromised position, combined with my mentor's cock slamming into my prostate was enough to send me over the edge and shoot hands free. He laughed when I came, my hole spasming around his cock - "You even cum like a faggot." He came in me pretty soon afterwards, and put the plug back in me to keep his cum inside me "so my fag body could absorb it". He kissed me on the lips and told me I was a good faggot. He put me back in the car and we drove back, still blindfolded. After getting back to his garage, he bent me over, took the plug out of my ass, and felched his load out of my ass. He then snowballed it into my mouth and we made out with his load before I swallowed it. This made me hard again - the smell/taste of cum drives me wild even if I've already cum. He just chuckled and sent me on my way. Since then, we've chatted via text about about next steps in my training. He definitely said I needed deep throat training (my gag reflex is pretty bad), and also talked about making me a free-use faggot. We discussed other mutual interests, including power exchange and degradation - especially in the context of age difference. Turns out we both really like the idea of a younger guy being 'corrupted' by older men. We'd also work on multiple daily breedings (especially figuring out the logistics aspect, since I have roommates and can't host), watersports, and going to bathouses/cruising spots. We also discussed a number of things I hadn't thought about but was intrigued by and would be willing to try, including impact play. I'm very much looking forward to what he has planned for me.

Chapter 1: Finally It all started a couple of years ago when I was 16. My parents started fighting all the time. Up until then it seemed like they had the perfect marriage. But unfortunately my mom caught my dad cheating. I'm not sure with whom but I was definitely disappointed. My dad had completely changed. Now mind you we didn't have a perfect relationship but it wasn't bad either. But now he was distant even with me and I couldn't figure out why. The fighting got so bad that after school I would go to the park and do my homework and just relax to get away from all the yelling. At night when I got home I would go to my room and put my headphones on and just listen to music. The next two years were miserable. My mom became an alcoholic and my dad did whatever he wanted to do and basically just flat out ignored me. I had some money in my savings account and decided when I graduated I was getting out of there as fast as possible. I started searching for a room to rent when I spotted a listing that caught my eye. $200 a month in a 2 story house over looking a lake. I called the number and Frank answered right away. I told him I was interested in the room and we agreed upon a time for me to stop by and check it out. Thankfully I didn't have to wait but a couple of days to meet him and check out the property. It was a 45 minute drive out to the house which flew by because I was enjoying the peace and quiet. As I drove up I was in shock. The house was gorgeous. 2 story brick with a wrap around porch. Huge yard in front with a descent size lake in the back. As I stopped the car Frank came outside to meet me. Up until now I really didn't think about my sexuality because the only thing on my mind was getting away from my parents. Frank looked to be over 6 feet tall and although he wasn't fit per say he definitely wasn't fat either. Me on the other hand I'm maybe 5'5" and weigh about 130 pounds. I thought he was a good looking guy but at this point he didn't turn me on. I just realized Frank was definitely a man's man. We chatted a little outside and walked the property. I did notice that there were no other houses in sight and it didn't bother me at all. As we talked Frank found out why I was looking to get away and he completely understood. After about 20 minutes outside we made our way inside and I just absolutely fell in love with the inside. There were beautiful rugs on the floor and some wonderful paintings throughout the house. The living room had a huge sofa in front of a 75 inch television. Upstairs were 3 bedrooms and 3 bathrooms. This place was perfect. I was stunned at how beautiful the whole place was. Frank asked me if I was interested in moving in and I didn't hesitate. Frank said "Wonderful. But you need to know two things about me first. Once you hear them you might change your mind. Number one I'm gay and number 2 I like to walk around nude." Honestly I didn't care about either one. It was his house after all. I looked at him and said "That's not a problem. May I still move in and would you like me to walk around nude as well?" Frank's eyes lit up and said "Yes you may move in and absolutely I'd love to see you nude." After a handshake we went outside and got my bags from my car. Frank helped me get the bags into the room. Frank said "I'll meet you downstairs when you're finished putting your things away and if you don't mind will you come downstairs nude." I said" I don't mind at all. Just give me a few minutes and I'll be right down." I put my stuff away fairly quickly because I didn't have much. I got undressed and made my way downstairs. Frank was in the kitchen fixing us something to drink. He had the refrigerator open so I couldn't see anything as I walked up. Once I got to him I spotted his cock. His cock dwarfed mine. He had to be 5 inches soft and thick. Very little hair around his cock and balls. I felt myself getting dry mouthed and was unaware that staring at his cock was causing me to get hard as well. I was mesmerized. It was absolutely beautiful. Frank set the drinks down on the counter. Without thinking I asked Frank if I could touch his cock. Without knowing it my whole life was about to change.

I'm a freshman in college and have been pretty DL but also wanting to try a dick for the longest time. I got on the sniffies app & found this guy with a really thick dick who wanted to fuck me. I live with roommates int he dorms so I couldn't host, but he suggested that we could meet anonymously in a nearby college building in the basement, which had a bathroom that people rarely went to. He said he only fucked bareback and wanted to breed me which made me pretty nervous because I've never done that before, but I was really horny and really wanted to try it, so I agreed. He told me to meet him in the stall next to the back stall and tap my feet to let him know it was me. He stuck his fat cock under the stall and I grabbed it and put it in my mouth. Then he said he really wanted to blow his load in my hole. We didn't have lube so he just spit on his dick and stuck it in. To be honest it hurt pretty bad at first, but after 30 seconds of pumping I started to enjoy it. We heard someone walking towards the bathroom so we knew we had to wrap it up quick. He grabbed my hips and thrusted hard and deep into my virgin hole and shot a load deep inside me. I went back to my dorm with his cum still sitting in my hole. I hadn't cum in the bathroom because he just used my hole and left, so I started fingering myself using his cum as lube. It felt incredible and before I knew it I shot my load. I think this won't be the last raw load I take. I'm already thinking about the next load I can get. Something tells me I might turn into a cum dump... I also filmed a bit of it if you guys are interested: [think before following links] [think before following links] https://www.xvideos.com/video74530109/18_yo_bareback_cruising_in_college_bathroom

He had big tits with huge nipples, and a big stomach. Normally this is not my kind of guy. Anyhow, I decided to go along with the scene and holy shit am I ever glad I did. After we got spun up he took off his pants and crawled up on the bed doggy style. I was astonished. He had a beautiful meaty ass and legs. His skin was as smooth and cool as a dolphin's. I was not expecting that in a million years. He had what I call "Grade A Ass", two big beefy glutes split by a deep straight crack. I fell to my knees, stuck my tongue in his crack and started digging my way to his hole. It was buried nose-deep inside the thick bubble cheeks. I gave the hole a few quick licks and then came up for air. I knew it would be rimming and bareback all night long. My fuckbud stayed in doggy position for 10 solid hours, giving me unrestricted access to his hole. He never sucked my cock and I didn't need him to. I occasionally rolled him flat on his side to get deeper penetration or better access to his tits. But it was raw doggy 99.9% of the time. I was in absolute heaven. I did have a moment of tina dick. I tried using my hands to get hard but no luck. So I crawled back up on that meaty ass and started dragging my soft junk along his taint. He began twerking his taint slowly against my junk and after a while my cock got partially hard. I put my cockhead inside him- "just the tip, baby". Suddenly, he clamped his hole tight, locking my cockhead, and began to twerk his ass extra hard. My cock then became stiff enough to slide the rest of the way inside him and we got into a deep hard fuck. I squirted cum inside him twice. The first time caught me by complete surprise and and was a lot more cum than I usually squirt. It dripped out of his hole. I was constantly rimming him all throughout the fuck session. Since he was always in doggie position, I could just pull his smooth meaty ass directly onto my face whenever I needed to get some licks in -- while reaching forward to squeeze his big tits. At one point I kept rimming him even though his hole was filled with lube and booty bump juice. I also realized I must have felched my own cum for the first time ever. We created a magical rimming routine while spun. Still in doggy position, he would gently swing his ass back towards my face, and let me lick his hole once from bottom to top. Then he'd swing away and we'd repeat it. Over and over. I closed my eyes and it felt like angel pussy rubbing on my tongue. Without a doubt, this was the most incredible rimming experience I have ever had.

Paul is a bearded mature top, somewhat hairy and with a noticeable covid-19 belly. He is a natural hunter and can be insatiable when the sexual needs call. No sex in weeks had him feeling very frisky and he decided to hit the sauna. It does not visit it often but when he does, he likes to take his time, arouse by its sleazy atmosphere. He likes to walk around watching other men engaging in public hot action and finds pleasure observing the different chase and flirting dynamics that happen in there. The smells, the dark corners, the glory holes,... It was Thursday evening and it was not busy yet at the sauna. Paul was walking around, exploring before choosing his first prey. On one of this walks through a corridor, he finally saw something that caught his attention. A sexy stud, around 22 years old, coming his way. Muscular smooth body, friendly face, beautiful smile... "Wow! Look at this candy right here" thinks Paul. "He looks like a soldier or a fireman". The young man walked confidently passing by his side without even giving him a look. But that was not a deterrent for Paul's libido, that was already beginning to take control of him. He just came from that direction and knew that the corridor ended in a dark room with a sling in it, The room was empty at the moment though, so he stayed put waiting for him to return through the corridor. But after a couple of minutes waiting, it was clear that this hot fella was confortable waiting alone in the dark room so Paul decided to come in as well. It took a few moments for his eyes to adjust to the darker space but he found the young man exactly where he was wishing to find him. Lying on the sling with his legs up. He was delighted observing the view. It was a well rounded ass with some blondish bush of hair around the hole. "Uffff" - "Hi, good evening" said Paul friendly, approaching him slowly while the boy lifted his head to check on his visitor. - "Hey,.. good evening..... all good?" answered back. - "Oh sure, very good right now. I have not seen you here before but you look gorgeous. What's your name?" asked Paul. He was already standing close to his offering ass. - "Well, thank you. I'm Johnny. I' rarely come here, actually." The young man smile but his tone of voice was cold. - "Then I'm lucky that you decided to come today!". Paul then removed his towel letting his cock free. It was not hard yet but even then his size was considerable. He moved closer to him, getting his penis touching his buttchecks. - "Mmmm.... no... sorry" said Johnny rejecting his approach. - "No? why not? You don't want to get fucked?" asked Paul, not stepping back and now actively rubbing his penis around his hole teasing him. - "I don't.... you are not... I look for something else." he struggled to answer. - "Something else.... In what way?" - "Well, I'm sorry but I like younger men..... and I'm not much attracted to beards either to be honest. And certainly not like this, no unsafe sex with a stranger". - "Okay, okay. Clearly not a match. Message received. I won't bother you any longer" said Paul while leaving the room with certain disappointment. He continued with his search and found 2 other men that gave him proper blowjobs. But he did not manage to cum. He wanted a long fuck session that night and a blowjob would just not do it. He was also still thinking of Johnny and his lustful body, so 40 minutes after his first visit, he decided to check the sling room again. Johny was still laying on the sling. A few guys had entered the room in the meantime but already left and none had fucked him yet so he started to feel frustrated. - "How is it going?". It took a moment for Johny to link the voice to his owner. - "Oh... you. hey. Well... It's not my night, it seems. And this place seems less busy than before. But it's okay, I will be leaving soon" - "Yes, it is sort of empty. But it gets quite busy around 00:00 at night, when the bars start closing. And tomorrow is free day for most people, so I'm sure you can get then lots of attention." Answered Paul. He then started approaching him again. He wanted to see that body much closer. - "Oh, did not know that. I start working in a couple of hours, so I can never stay that late." - "I see. Are you sure then that you don't want me to please you with this so you don't leave empty handed" said the bear while grabbing his cock, that was getting thicker by the chat. - "Look. I'm trying to be polite here. Yes, I'll admit you have a nice cock but still I dont think that we play in the same league. I rather go home "empty handed" than having sex with you. Not a chance". His words were harsh but his tone was now complete different. Sarcastic. Playful. Paul noticed a possible opening. - "Well, you are a bit cocky but It's undeniable that you are incredibly atrractive. You play indeed in another league and I'm sure you are very popular among men. I must say though that I have many more years of experience and I have been rejected many times before. What the time has taught me is that it only takes a certain amount of subtances to make horny bottoms like you change their mind." - Subtances? You mean alcohol or weed? I've done stupid things while drunk but I really doubt I would give in even then. I'd let you try it though." said Johnny while laughing loudly. He was much more relaxed with Paul's presence by now. - "Okay! Let me try it then. But I was not thinking of alcohol. It's a horny powder called Tina. I have some in my locker and I could put a bit in your ass, if you like." - "Tina? It does not ring a bell. It's like extasy? I've heard from friends that it can get you quite horny." - "Yes... well.... it's actually different but still quite hot." - "Mmmmmn.... I don't know... I've been always curious to try stuff but not like this... I wouldn't give you sex in exchange." - I offer it to you without any compromise. Try it and if you still don't want me, I'll be the one leaving the place. Deal? Or are you scared of falling for me?" teased Paul sarcastically. - "Im not scared of anything! Just bring the damn thing and let's see. It seems there is not much else to do in this quiet place anyway." - "Great!! Please, lube your ass a bit while I pick it up". He then left the room but came back within a minute, carrying a little plastic bag, filled up with crystal shards. - "Okay. I'll put a bit of it in you. It may sting a bit, alright?" warned Paul. He then licked his finger and shoved it deep in the bag. It came out with crystals attached to it. It was way more quantity than he expected to use but he shove the finger in his lubed hole anyway. "It's a young strong boy, it will be fine". The finger slid in the hole with easiness. He then rubbed it through his inside wall. Then took it out and rubbed it also around the anus. Paul's cock was fully hard by now and sleazy thoughts started to rush in: "You are mine now, boy. This is is gonna be a very horny night" (To be continued)

I had found out I had elevated liver enzymes after a routine blood test back in 2015, on my doctor's advice, I cut back on fried/fatty foods and drinking for a month, and the levels returned closer to normal. Was a bit of a scare at the time tbh, but I was smashing back Domino's Triple Cheese base Meatlovers Pizzas at least 2-3 times a week beforehand, lol..... those things were freaking decadent

One of my regular black alpha studs texted me this morning saying he "need to fuck my ass". After he completed his 10-hour sweaty blue-collar shift. I love worshiping his rock-hard body and his 8.5 cock. Needless to say, but he used my mouth and ass for his pleasure and mine. I'm sure the new neighbors in the apartment beside mine know the man next door is gay as the walls are thin and the passion of our man-on-man action was loud & clear with my bed frame rattling and squeaking. And my moaning and his baritone voice piercing through the walls. I know people are embarrassed knowing others can hear their sexual escapades but I'm not.

Taking his first UK load A 30 yr old Afghanistan lad asked if I wanted his black cock and load. He had only been in the country a week. His English wasn’t great but he wanted a hole to dump into and hadn’t shot a load sine he arrived. I offered him my cunt as a welcoming present. He was keen to drop a load into a white trashy hole. It was Snowing when I arrived at his flat wearing just shorts and hoody with a spunk stained Nike jock and harness on underneath. His flat had no furniture so he showed to a sleeping bag layed out on the floor. I had already stripped off. He was tenting in his jogging bottoms so I dropped to my knees and was offered his growing semi. His black cock was soon hard and he clearly loved me sucking him. He held my head and skull fucked me hard. When he was ready he turned me over onto all fours and pointed to the sleeping bag. I just dropped to all fours and as soon as I was down he rammed his black dick into my cum hungry hole. He pounded my cunt real hard. It was clear he hadn’t used a cumdump for a while and he wanted to show how to treat a Brit slut. He fucked me so hard my head was now in the corner of the room. He had hard fucked me across the floor. He showed by no signs of slowing down, he wanted to loose his nutt ASAP. I moaned in all the right places and encouraged him with regular ‘fuck me’ pleads. Sure enough, with some proper hard deep thrusts he dumped his load inside me. I gathered my composure on all fours and pushed my ass back to take every drop of his cum. When done he pulled out and his spunk was dripping from my hole. My jock soaked up his cum as I stood up to get drsssed. My mouth paused at the site of his cummy cock so my tongue cleaned him up. It will be interesting to see if he becomes a regular cumdump donator but was honoured to take his first UK load!

Have you ever had so much hot sex that you want to take some time off to recover and thank the Lord? That’s me right now. I had a LOT of sex on Thursday, but the last time was yesterday with 3 regular top fwb’s 1-1. (1) Craig & I have been fucking since 2011. He asked if I could stop by a little later as he was running late. I replied yes while getting on the subway. I was thinking of killing time at a coffee shop and scrolling through my phone for other Harlem FWB’s. It turned out fwb Jason was looking a few blocks away. So I went to Jason’s place first. Jason is a multiracial runner, salt and pepper hair, nice cock and great bedroom talent. We hadn’t fucked in a couple of months so we eagerly made out and rolled around in bed together. Since my hole was probably still loose from Thurs, it took him a little while longer to cum. But I got my prize as he bred me deep. (2) I visit Craig and we fucked to P!nk’s new album (while is really good). Despite fucking for 10+ years, it felt as if he cock got thicker. Thank goodness for P!nk drowning out my loud moaning. (3) Then I went to visit family in NJ. Of course, I contact my Jersey fwb’s ahead of time to see who is available. M is a Peruvian muscle hunk. We haven’t fucked in over a year so we also were eager to rip each other’s clothes off. M is one of the sweetest guys I’ve ever met, but also very rough and raunchy in the bedroom. He sucked me off (cumming tends to make my hole tighter) and completely wrecked my hole afterwards. It was so good he offered to let me stay overnight sometime :slight_smile: After he left, I took a 2.5 hour nap with 3 fresh amazing loads inside of me.

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Late one night I was PNP with my slut buddy Rod, at his place. We were both way horned up after smoking and edging for hours, and we went outside by his car, dressed only in boots, harnesses and cock rings. His house was right across the street from a leather bar and store, and it was closing time. We started taking turns fucking each other, when we noticed a car drive into the lot across the street. The driver got out, as though to piss, and Rod whistled to him, motioning him to join us. He looked around, then hurried over to our somewhat sheltered parking spot, and stood there watching me fuck Rod. Rod told him to start pissing on us, then he told me to pull out so the new guy could fuck him. After a couple of minutes we switched back, so I was fucking Rod again, and dude started pissing on us again. Then Rod told dude to fuck me while I fucked Rod, which dude did happily. Both Rod and I were fit, muscled 40-something pigs, and people always liked to watch us fuck. So, dude shoved his dick up my ass, and I rode back and forth, from Rod's ass back onto dude's hard cock. Soon dude started fucking me harder and faster, and Rod told him to "breed that slut", and then I felt his cock pulse again and again as he shot a huge load up my ass. Rod then told him not to pull out yet, but to finish taking his piss up my ass. I could feel the hot piss start filling my ass as I fucked harder into Rod, and I finally started shooting a huge load into Rod's slutty hole. He immediately pulled off my cock, turned me around, and quickly pumped his Poz load up my cum and piss filled hole. Dude thanked us for the great fuck and left us alone, covered and filled with piss and cum. Oh, and while we were hard at it, a police car slowly drove down the street, but fortunately the cop didn't see our hot slutty action.

Part 4 The inevitable happened. The hostage got royally fucked by Cuntbuster. Before Caio move onto the bed, someone injected some chemicals at the base of his cock. And soon enough, Cuntbuster went rigid like a steel pipe. It was a massive weapon, thick and vicious with a glistening PA sitting like a crown on the cockhead. The hostage went frantic when Caio came into his view. No gag would have silenced such screams. Chains were rattling like a melody. - Honestly, he should get an award for his acting. I said out loud. Leo was next to me and gave me a weird look. Caio shoved all his cock deep in the guy ass in his first assault. Cuntbuster had defeated his adversary in one single plunge. Any resistance was futile. Game was over. - Like an oven down there and soon you will bake Cuntbuster poz babies. The hostage was now bouncing on the mattress, impaling himself back, at each thrust. In normal circumstance, I would have worried at the scene before me and felt sorry for the guy, but the not-so diluted tranquilizer in Leo’s homemade iced tea was still blurring my reality. - You sweat. Hope you didn’t catch a bug you don’t want. Here, drink some iced tea, it might help. The scene went along for few more minutes. Caio came in his victim ass with a victory roar, pulled out, leaving a ruined body behind him. Another guy, pretty hung (of course), took his place and started fucking. In two steps, Caio was in front of me. - Mind and pupils relaxed. Can’t be more ready than this. Leo pried my mouth open, inserting a Viagra and an aspirin. - Here take these and drink this I was given a glass of an infect beverage, except this iced tea was warmer and had a different taste. I pushed back the glass. - I'm out of iced tea. This is all I got. So drink. If I’d knew better, I would say it was piss. I looked at a grinning Leo suspiciously. As soon as the thought crossed my mind it vanished immediately. Nah, he’s way too nice of a man, he wouldn’t do that kind of prank. - Let’s take a break, you and me, I’ll teach you a thing or two. Caio hooked his hand inside the waistband of my jeans and dragged me to the nearest bed available. *** I was still very calm, and I was able to focus. My span of attention was getting better. I was hard and horny now. In a malleable mind-state. A great condition to get fucked even if you don’t want to. Caio was cuddling me and marking me with a lot of hickeys. Cuntbuster was nudging my balls between my legs. One hand was mauling a nipple while with the other one he was lazily giving me a five-knuckle-shuffle on my cock. - Sshhh, pretty boy, I know you are reluctant to have Cuntbuster shoved up your virgin ass… I just nodded. No, it’s a lie. I wasn’t just nodding. I was also voluntary rocking my ass lightly against Caio’s lower abs. The warmth of his body was soothing, and I needed to cum. - Feel this, boy. Feel how it’s smooth, how smooth it will feel when I slide it home. Tell me how bad you want it, how bad you want me to share my toxic load with you. Cuntbuster was pulsing like it had a life of his own. I looked down to both cocks and was mesmerized by the sight. Caio’s cock was definitely bigger than mine, but I had nothing to be ashamed. - Raise your leg Two fingers found their way to my hole. Even in my straight-guy mind, I knew that I would never let a girl dry fuck me with her fingers or objects, although no girl I shagged would have come willingly near my ass. It was hard enough to convince them to get a blow job, except Prissy at the bar. Caio’s fingers were insisting - Lube… please… - Since you're asking so nicely He collected some precum from both cocks and smeared it over my hole. He repeated the process a couple of time. I took over masturbating our cocks, one against the other. - This is the yin and the yang of the cocks. The good and the bad. The pure and the evil. The neg and the poz. Like a mantra, Caio's was whispering a lot of things, interrupted here and there by tongue foraging my ear. The hand was back at my bruised nipple. Caio had stretched it to a pencil eraser size. Now he was back at it, torturing it between his fingers which was sending weird feelings down my spine, but mostly to my cock. The precum-wet fingers were crawling in my ass. - It hurts - A finger or two in your in ass is not pain. You must know that when Cuntbuster is going to fuck you up the first ten or twelve times, then you will know what pain is. - Ten times? - Only if you are a poor fuck. If you are good, pretty boy, I will fuck you so much that your ass will never remember being virgin. - I’m not gay. I want a girlfriend, and... - Not anymore, no more girlfriends for you, no more pussies. - But… - Sshhh, pretty boy, gay or not, Cuntbuster doesn’t care, so why would you? - Because it’s my ass? - You’re wrong again my naïve boy. It is not just your ass. It is a sheltered home for all Cuntbuster poz babies and his toxic friends. The intimacy created by Caio felt good, despite the fact he was a guy. I can’t blame Dad if this how he felt? I was scared and not totally committing to gay sex, and even less to have unprotected sex with a poz guy. - I need to piss - Now? - Too much iced tea… Caio jump out the bed and tilted his head for me to come along. We cross the décor set back to the dungeon where a black guy was fucking the hostage in a pretzel position. - Make Room Caio took hold of my hard on - Put it in I obeyed. - Well, what are you waiting for? Piss! That was insane, but I really need to go. - Sorry, I said to the hostage which cause a genuine laugh amongst the porn actors.

[PART 2] Johny's first reaction to the booty bump did not take long: - "What the fuck, man? It burns! it's burning my hole!" - "Relax. It does burn a bit, true. But only for a short time. Believe me." Paul tried to calm him down. - "I hope so, cause this is not cool. Also, I do not feel hornier at all." - "Well, it is not like poppers. It will take a while to run into your body. I'll go have a drink at the bar and will come back in 15 minutes". - "As far as I am aware, you can as well not come back at all". Answered Johny in a nasty tone. Paul walked to the lockers. He grabbed a Kamagra pill and head to the bar. It was not everyday that he managed to get such a hot man and he was willing to dedicate him his whole night. There was a huge football match happening in town and a 3 day weekend was ahead, so he knew the sauna would be quite busy, meaning things could get really raunchy. Just what he needed that night. After having a beer, he headed back one more time to the sling room. He found Johnny already in a very different mood. He was playing with his cock while pinching one of his nipples. - "So, how are you feeling". Asked Paul, while he approached the sling. - "I.... I don't know...". - "You don't know? It seems to me like you are already having a good time". Answered Paul, while he started pinching his other nipple. - "My head is buzzing... i'm having horny ideas... and I feel heat in..." - "In here?" interrupted Paul, and he started fingering the boy's ass. It was still lubed and indeed quite warm. - "Hmmmmm." moaned Johny. "ufff.... i love that. It feels nice". - "It does. Isn't it?" smiled Paul. Seeing that boy giving in to the Tina was giving him a total hardon. His cock was now much thicker and shone with precum. Johny had already noticed and could not take his eyes off of that dick. - "Do you still want me to leave, boy?" - "No. No, no.... please. Stay. You were right.. this stuff does work... put a condon on and fuck me. I really want it." He surprised himself when he realized what he just said. - "Not yet, boy. You've played hard to get and now it's my turn to play too. I'll tease your hole." Paul took out his finger and instead he started rubbing his leaking cock around the boy's hole. With some small pushes testing its resistance. "I don't need to ask you if you like this. Your cock is giving you away". Said Paul with a devilish smile. Johnny knew it was undeniable. He was totally hard, so there was no room for bluffing. Every minute that passed he was feeling more defenseless, and that cock was driving him crazy with that rythmic movement.... until he felt it trying to enter inside him. - "Hey! Do not put it in. I told you to..." - "I did not push it in. It's your ass that is getting looser. It is opening to receive my cock" Johhny quickly realized it was true. Every time he would shortly lower his guard and stop tightening his anus, the cock would go a bit deeper. Paul had no rush, he knew the time was on his side. And In a slow but unstopable process, Johny could only accept inch by inch that bare cock going all the way in. - "Hmmmm that's it baby. Your hole feels amazing!" said Paul when he noticed that his cock was fully in. The haunter was satisfied. The prey was caugth and It was time to devour it. - "I still think we should do it safe..." said Johnny with very low conviction at this point. - "I'm afraid that boat has already sailed. I do not use condoms anyway. Men are meant to fuck raw. Don't tell me it does not feel better, slut?" - "Slut?" That name caught him off guard, but he did not react on it. He could only confess his feelings at this point: - "Yes.... I fucking love it. Don't stop". The thick cock from Paul was finally settled in and he started fucking him at a slow rythm. "We have all night" thought for himself. The hole was feeling tight and did not want to spoil the fun so quickly by cumming accidentally. Johnny started moaning loudly out of pure pleasure. He was not even touching his cock anymore but mainly playing with his nipples. His thoughts were running wild "It's true... Im feeling so slutty! I did not expect this at all. And yet it feels so good. It feels so right. God, I'm losing myself! What am I doing? " (To be continued)

there are many reasons for elevated liver proteins. much depends on what they are and the ratios of one to the other. you should have been given blood test results and it doesn't take a medical degree to interpret these. hepatitis is one cause ( of any form) but so is fatty liver. this is endemic in the USA. it can just be too rich a diet and the liver laying down down fat . it can also be alcohol related and again the ratios can indicate if its one or the other. In my case I needed to take a tablet and the standard doctor did not want to prescribe because I was slightly outside the norm. the consultant made comments about doctors not knowing anything and told me if I lost 10% of my body weight in a 3 month period he was almost certain my liver tests would return to normal. I did and it did. Another thing to consider is ultrasound of the liver surface to check for lesions which are more indicative of issues. my advice.. dont fret about what doctor says ...they seldom know it all. get further liver tests inc hepatitis. and remember it could be many things including being slightly overweight.... good luck

As I lie here browsing Breeding Zone, it occurred to me that I probably don't have that long left. With that in mind, why don't I tell my story? It all began 6 years ago in earnest, but the situation I find myself in has probably been set in stone for the entirety of my life. 6 years ago, this was me: I was 23, I worked hard on my body, and made sure I looked good. I was training to be a nurse, had a boyfriend, house, car, the lot. Life was going well, and the sex with my boyfriend was fantastic. However, there was a part of me that he could never fulfill. It wasn't a part of me that I ever thought would be fulfilled. I used to fantasize about being pozzed. The thought of it drove me wild. Only ever a small thing at first, a thought that would drift into my head on occasion if I was jacking off, but later it became all I could think about. The thought of toxic death being pumped into my hole - heavenly. The fantasies grew, and I used to jack off thinking about getting knocked up and then pozzing my boyfriend. Obviously I could never tell him this, and as much as I loved him he had a real bias against guys with HIV. I knew that this was a secret I had to keep to myself, but as I fucked his ass at night I used to pretend I was putting him to death as I cummed. Things changed when I got into work one cold, January morning. I was on assignment in a dermatology ward. Mostly spotty teenagers and old women with psoriasis. I was bored, and I'd told my boss at the time that I wanted a new challenge. "Good news, we're moving you", she said. I could tell she was delighted - she hated me, and the feeling was mutual. "Where am I going?" A smirk crossed her face - "There's a hospice downtown that needs a new nurse". Bitch. Hospice duty was notorious for being an awful assignment. Death all around, people at the lowest ebb of their lives. You were told as a junior nurse to try and avoid it at all costs. How ironic that that's where I now find myself... Anyway, off I went to the hospice. It was in a fairly run down part of town. I sent my boyfriend a picture that morning: And he sent one back: Fuck he was hot - I made a mental note to not even say hello when I got home that night - I'd push him into the wall and fuck his tight hole until I exploded. I messaged back, 'Make sure you're lubed by 6pm x' and put my phone away. I could smell death as I headed into the hospice, and my inappropriate horniness soon died away. It upset me, the poor souls in here at the end of their lives, but I tried to put on a brave face. My new boss was a mousy little woman, and you could tell that the stress of working in this place for years had got to her. She perked up a little bit when she saw me though. I could see her, looking at me in my tight uniform. 'You're barking up the wrong tree dear' I thought. We did the rounds, checking in on each patient. It was mostly older patients, and mostly women. I did my introductions and we checked vitals. "Now," the boss said. "This next patient - I want to warn you, this is a sad case. He is in the advanced stages of AIDS". I felt my cock jump, I couldn't help it. "This particular strain is a nasty one. No medications have worked for this patient. He was diagnosed as HIV+ 10 years ago. His condition has deteriorated at a phenomenal rate". Why oh why did I have such tight pants on? My cock was rock hard and I was praying she wouldn't notice. I moved the clipboard in front of my crotch. "He has no family or friends it seems," she whispered. "He looks awful, I'll warn you. You must take extreme caution around this patient. Gloves to be worn at all times please. He has a number of other STIs, but we can't treat them as we don't think his body could cope with the medication at this stage. He's very near the end". We walked in to see the patient. He looked awful. Skeleton thin, lesions all over him. He coughed, a long, raspy rattle that made it sound like his lungs were trying to escape through his throat. He looked over at me and his eyes lit up. He smiled a toothless grin. He was 50 but didn't look a day under 90. "Hello," he whispered. "Good Morning Mr. Pearce," the boss said as she pulled on some gloves. She nodded towards to glove box and I started to put on a pair. "Please..." he rasped. "Call me David". We did his vitals, which weren't great, and as I made notes I could see him staring at me. Mentally undressing me. My cock was aching, trying its best to force its way out of the fabric of my pants. What was I thinking? This man had a fast-acting strain of HIV. He was dying of AIDS. But my cock didn't care. It wanted him. I decided to be daring, and I moved the clipboard. I could tell he noticed my straining cock straight away. He licked his lips greedily. I put the clipboard back. "Who is your friend?" he said to the boss. "This is Nurse Bateman, he just started with us today". She had a way of talking down to patients that was starting to annoy me. "Good Morning David, nice to meet you". He flashed me a wicked smile. "The pleasure is all mine". We finished his checks and the boss gave him a little something to help him sleep. Before I knew it it was lunchtime. I hurried to the toilet and locked the cubicle door. My pants were down in seconds and I was milking my cock, thinking of David, imagining riding his toxic cock. I cummed hard, just as my phone buzzed in my pocket. It was the boyfriend. "How's the job going?" Just then, a wicked plan began to form in my mind.

“Where am I?” This was the first coherent thought to form in my addled brain. My head felt three times too large for my body and like it was stuffed with cotton. I also couldn’t really move my limbs or make my body work at all. Forming thoughts was like trying to swim through mud. I was aware that things were not normal, but what had happened remained a mystery. I was desperately trying to remember what had happened to me, but details were slippery and elusive. Eventually, with much willpower, I was able to open my eyes. It seemed to take forever for them to focus and resolve any image of my surroundings. It was dim, wherever I was. And the light was red and inconsistent. Flickering. Again, with effort, I was able to move my head a little and look around. The walls were dark and rough and seemed to be made of stone. I couldn’t see a ceiling above me- only blackness. I did note that there were chains extending upward at the four corners of by body, and that my wrists and ankles were apparently bound to them, immobilizing me. I was splayed out spread-eagle like the Vitruvian man, and I was laying on a cold, smooth surface. Lifting my head was next to impossible, but I managed it just long enough to confirm that I was indeed naked. My head crashed back down to the hard surface with a conk making me see stars. I shivered then, partly from the chill and partly from fear Long moments passed, but gradually I regained more and more of my senses. Whatever chamber I was entombed in was large- I could tell my the occasional small sounds and how they echoed and bounced around the space, only to be eventually swallowed up by the darkness above. The light was coming from a small number of torches (torches!) set into the walls. It was like something out of a medieval fever dream. When I regained some strength, I tried tugging my arms free- but to no avail. The thick chains barely moved and only clinked a couple times. I was now awake enough to start panicking. Wherever I was, it wasn’t good. This was a seriously fucked up situation and I was clearly in danger. My heart started to pound. I tried to call for help, but my mouth was dry and my tongue was thick in my mouth. The adrenaline shot to my system cleared my brain of the remaining fog. Pieces of the previous night started to assemble like a puzzle in my brain. I had been out celebrating my 18th birthday. Since all my friends had gone off to college, I was by myself and feeling fairly blue about it. I remember I went to the local dance club, just so I could be around people. A handsome, older guy started talking to me… what was his name? Something unusual. He saw my underage wristband, and I remember telling him it was my birthday. He offered to sneak me a birthday shot and I remember declining because I didn’t really drink because it was illegal… but he brought me one anyway. He brought a shot for himself too, and he coerced me into having it. “A man only turns 18 once—you need to celebrate!” he had said. The shot was called… “Devil’s Blood”? Or something like it. I think it was fireball and grenadine and who knows what else. I remember it was sweet, and hot. He then asked me out on the dancefloor. I remember thinking that he was really hot, but way too old for me. But hey. Nobody else was asking me to dance so why not? The music pulsed and the lights were hypnotic and I remember feeling my insides getting all warm and gooey. I vaguely remember him hitting on me, and me demurring because I wasn’t looking for that. I was waiting to find a boyfriend or a girlfriend- I wasn’t sure which yet. I think I told him that I was just looking to be around people and to cut loose a little. And that’s about all I remember. Until now. So here I was- naked on some sort of slab. In a real life fucking dungeon. Chained up. The reality of my situation had taken root— I was probably going to die. My mind started working on next steps, but was coming up empty. Ice formed in the pit of my stomach and I got really scared. I’m not ashamed to admit that I pissed myself in that moment. It was then that I heard it. Footsteps. I could hear the uneven cadence and scrape/crunch of several pairs of feet walking slowly out of the shadows. Above the footsteps was a low hum of male voices. Musical. Like a slow chant. Out of the shadows then emerged 5 men in long, dark robes. At least I think they were men. They all had on masks that obscured their faces. The masks were those of skulls—animalistic in nature. Four of the masks were jet black. Glossy. Horned. The fifth was gold. The four in black masks carried what appeared to be small, handheld drums. The one wearing the gold mask carried an old, leatherbound book the color of oxblood in one hand. In the other he carried a stilleto. My heart raced with fear, as my mind jumped to all sorts of terrifying outcomes. The four took up positions at my feet and hands and when they were in place the humming stopped. The one in the gold mask walked to the figure at my left hand. The figure held out his right hand and the stiletto made a quick slash to his thumb. The figure made a gladiator “thumbs down” gesture and I watched the blood trickle off his hand to the floor. This ritual was repeated at the other three figures. Then the fifth stood at my head, out of my view. I watched in sick fascination as The Four slowly raised some sort of bone-shaped drumstick. And then as one, they struck their drums. BOOM. BOOM. BOOM. A slow, steady beat began. The one in gold at my head started chanting in a language I could not identify. His words snaked and wove through the beats of the drums. The Four took up the chant as well. Slowly the tempo increased and the chanting got louder. As this was happening, the torchlight seemed to increase with the flames leaping higher of their own accord. This brought the figures into sharp relief. I could see that the Four were drumming on crude drums with rough skin like parchment, and with what appeared to be actual bones- like the knobby leg bone of an animal. Or human. The chant had now crescendoed to a fever pitch and the drummers were beating like my racing heart. Then suddenly, without warning, everything stopped. The drummers dropped to their knees as one, and from above my head I heard the One in gold whisper something— guttural and wicked. Then there was a bright, blinding flash like a camera strobe. My nose caught the strong smell of sulfur. When my eyes readjusted, there was a dim red glow in the room- like a photography dark room. I looked over at the torches on the wall, and they flames all appeared to be frozen—low and unwavering in their iron holders. The Five men in robes were also caught mid-motion. And the room was eerily quiet—like being in a sound proof recording studio. It was as if time itself had stopped- except for me. And the demonic thing now standing in my presence. I stared, completely unsure of what I was looking at. At the end of the slab where I lay stood a… thing. A beast? Man? Both? It had a general human form… but it was different. Distorted. Much more Sinister. I could tell it was big. Like 7 feet tall and broad across the chest and shoulders. The head was large and bald, and atop were two great, black, curling horns, like those of a ram. Instead of eyes, there were empty voids- like deepest, darkest space. The mouth, a lipless slash, crowded with sharp, pointy teeth. The flesh appeared scalded and shiny—like scarred skin-- tight across the body. Muscles stood out in sinewy relief, as if they were barely covered in flesh. The arms were muscular and disproportionately long, terminating in hands with too many fingers, each with a talon instead of a nail. And did I see the hint of dark wings behind? It appeared to be regarding me, with its unwavering dark gaze, and I was utterly petrified. My mind wanted to believe that I was drugged. Hallucinating this terrible image. But somewhere in the deep recesses of my animal brain, I knew this was real. Real And beyond my rational beliefs. “Wh… wh… who…?” I managed to croak out, before the sound died on my lips. The creature continued to stare at me with those empty voids in its face. The longer I stared into them, the more I began to see things swimming in their depths. Terrible things. I looked away, shivering uncontrollably. “Who or what I am does not matter, human,” it said in a rusty, scrapey, deep voice. “They have summoned me, and I have come. The fools! Even now, they have no inkling of the true nature of the forces with which they play. If they did they would have fled from this place in terror. But no. To them this was a mere game; they did not truly believe. I do not brook the follies of man and there will be repercussions. And yet… they deliver unto me such tasty flesh to defile…” “P-p-p-please don’t kill me! Oh God protect me! Oh Jesus please save me!” I prayed. The creature laughed then- a sound like glass inside a garbage disposal. “Those empty words have never held power or sway! There is no mercy here! You of virgin flesh are bound to me in this moment outside of time, as I am bound in this earthly space. But I will grant you this knowledge, human. Death is not immediately forthcoming. You have been chosen as the Vessel.” I struggled mightily against the chains, but to no avail. I twisted and pulled and screamed, but my binds would not yield. The creature watched me placidly as I expended my energy. When the fight finally left me, I sagged back onto the slab. “A Vessel for what,” I whispered, defeated. “You have heard of AIDS, yes?” it asked. I nodded, horrified. “The first virus was passed to a Vessel through a union much like this. We needed a fertile male host—one that would pass on his demon seed to many others, eventually casting them all down in sin. That Vessel performed… admirably.” “Are you telling me you unleashed HIV on the world and infected millions of men on purpose?” I sobbed. “Yes.” “You monster!” I spat. The creature grinned. “I believe Incubus would be more accurate, although we do not concern ourselves with human labels.” “Well, we have pre and post exposure protocols now. And drugs to combat your virus so humans can live long, productive lives. So even if you infect me…” I began bravely. “Hence the need for a new Vessel,” the Incubus interrupted. “The time has come for a new virus. One that will not be so easily tamed. One that will again spread through humanity’s sinners. The Fornicators. The drug users. The adulterers. Hastening their demise and bringing them more quickly to my Master’s fold.” “No…” I pleaded. “Now we begin,” the Incubus stated. His mouth of teeth opened menacingly, and a long, black tongue snaked out of the orifice. Longer than my brain could comprehend… 3 feet? 4 feet? And it undulated and rippled like an earthworm. I watched as the demon slowly sank down between my legs, and then I felt it. His tongue was teasing and lapping against my asshole. It was hot- almost to the point of uncomfortably so, but not quite. “Ah, it has been too long since I have tasted the sweetness of man,” it said. And then the tongue started slowly inching its way inside me. Feeling the heat of it penetrate inside me was intense. The creature was right about me being a virgin. I’d never done anything with anyone ever before, as I had grown up in a fairly strict household. All I had time for was school, swimming, my after-school job, church… and masturbation. I’d never even kissed a girl… or a boy. As I thought about this, I had the faint memory of telling the man at the bar that I was “eighteen and never been kissed”. With that one statement, I’d probably sealed my fate and landed myself as a human sacrifice. At first I was horrified and frightened and revolted by the invasion into my body. Even in all my masturbation and self-exploration, I’d never come anywhere near my butthole. The sensation was completely foreign—but not unwelcome. The thick, hot tongue continued pulsing and snaking its way inside. Deeper and deeper. At the prostate it seemed to pause and explore and… caress making me shiver with nervous adrenaline. And I found it increasingly difficult not to get aroused. I felt sick. I was being violated by this sex demon from what I could only guess was hell (or some hellish plane of existence) and yet here I was, strangely turned on by it. Overwhelmingly so. I railed against it. Reprimanding myself with my internal monologue for feeling this way. Telling myself to resist—that I should be disgusted. That I was being raped for god’s sake! But the waves of pleasure were too much to ignore. My dick was soon teenage steel and straining toward the ceiling. It was almost painful and I couldn’t touch it at all to relieve it. And still the tongue explored my insides- pushing deeper. I felt it’s heat as it teased some deep barrier inside me, where I was sure it would stop. But it tickled and twirled at this place and my breath quickened. Soon it worked up past it and beyond and the wave of pleasure created made my body start to shake. I felt my body open and relax as my head lolled to one side. The creature chuckled at this- that horrible glass grinding sound again. I don’t know how long that tongue violated my guts as I lost all sense of the flow of time. Hours? Days? Years? All I know is that I could feel that tongue snaking all the way up into me. When I would occasionally lift my head, I could see the creature’s head moving subltly between my legs and I could see the tongue move and writhe beneath the taut flesh of my stomach. It reminded me of that one time I saw a baby move beneath the skin of a pregnant woman and was creeped out. Slowly the tongue withdrew from me, and I found myself missing the hot presence inside my intestines. Almost craving to be filled again… and I hated myself for feeling this way. Then the beast stood up slowly, my eyes tracking his movement. As he brought himself to his full height, I saw it. A massive phallus arcing up and away from his body, glossy and deep red. The wedge-shaped ruddy head reached up to the middle of his chest. It was definitely not human-proportioned- not even porn proportioned. I had never seen anything so massive… not even on the horses on our farm. My eyes got large as the slow realization of what was coming next became apparent. “No… please! I can’t. IT can’t! It’s not possible. You said I wouldn’t die, but that will kill me.” I begged him. But it fell on deaf ears. “Human males are preferable virgin sacrifices, although harder to find. They can endure and their anatomy is more… compliant. Human females, while accommodating in their own way, have limited depth and tend to… rupture… thus rendering them disposable,” it graveled out. At this point I started crying in earnest. I could see what was coming and it scared the shit out of me. I had no choice. No control. This wasn’t what I wanted… or was it? But after the tongue exploration, there was a teeny-tiny part of my brain that was, dare I say, titillated? And that knowledge scared me even more. I watched as it gripped its massive prong in one taloned fist, and then pushed it downward to align with my asshole. I was sobbing and shaking my head, but I knew my situation was hopeless. I was basically pinned like a butterfly on this stone slab, about to be split in half. I felt the hot, triangular head pushing insistently against my asshole and I thought there was no way it would be able to enter—not without considerable pain and irreparable damage. But… … it was weird. I could feel it start to slide in. The heat pulsing off that huge member was intense as it pushed past by sphincter. But it didn’t hurt for some reason. I could feel immense pressure, and an uncomfortably full feeling pervading my guts, but no pain. For some reason, due to some magic or demon novocaine, the entry wasn’t accompanied by the mind-shattering agony I was prepared for. Rather, it was- dare I say- pleasurable? It was a similar sensation to the tongue that had come before. I could feel it inside me. The heat. The fullness. The inexorable penetration. But where the tongue slithered and snaked around inside, this sensation was just of firm flesh invading my deepest recesses. Again, I felt the beast appendage impact somewhere deep inside me at meet resistance, and again I figured this was the extent of how far he would be able to go without tearing me internally. But there was some additional pressure, a slight stab of pain, and then… oh, and then! Goddamn. I could feel a slight ‘pop’ and the massive meat had pushed past beyond my barrier and was now invading deeper into me. Where the tongue had gone. The waves of pleasure as it continued into me were intense and almost more than I could bear. my sobs and tears had stopped and I believe I cried out in ecstasy, but I can’t be sure because my mind was blown at this point. After what felt like an eternity, I felt the creature’s hot groin pressed against my ass, and I knew that he was all the way inside and I had somehow survived. I don’t know where all that dick went, but every breath was a struggle it felt like it was lodged below my sternum, somewhere up near my heart. Then, the cock started a slow withdrawal from my body. Every inch that it retreated left me feeling hollow and empty. Eventually, the Incubus only had the head remaining inside me. Then he started to push inside again, only a tiny bit faster. This process repeated many times- so many that I lost count. The only thing I was aware of was the core of heat inside my body when he was inside me, and the feeling of fullness and pleasure. Again, all this was completely happening outside of time itself, so I don’t have any perspective of how long this back and forth went inside my guts. It felt like years were passing with each thrust. As the fuck continued, my body eventually completely gave itself over to lust and desire. I had relaxed to the point where my insides were fully accepting his demon dick. All thoughts of impropriety had long since fled and I was feeling nothing but dizzying pleasure at being impaled on his massive shaft. I found that I couldn’t get enough. I wanted this demon’s dick in me for eternity. I wanted him to never stop. I know I was moaning and screaming and making noises of ultimate pleasure every time he bottomed out inside me and I was actively trying to throw myself further into him. “Yessssssssssss,” the Incubus hissed. It sounded like nails on a chalkboard. “Submit unto me! Accept your fate!” He was staying further inside me now. Rarely pulling out beyond half before thrusting inside again. And the thrusts were harder. His groin bruising my ass. I found myself staring into the voids that were its eyes as the fucking continued. It felt like I was falling into a bottomless well of lust and desire, that sensation of falling without hitting bottom. Mixed with the sensation of his giant cock deliciously rearranging my insides. As his tempo slowly increased further, his tongue slowly snaked out of his mouth and found it’s way to mine. I felt the hot, black, roughness enter my mouth and start to push down my throat into my esophagus. Normally I would have started gagging uncontrollably at this, but again. As if by demon magic, I was just able to accept his tongue down my throat. The heat signature slowly crept downward into my belly—and beyond. I was taking sustaining breaths through my nostrils now, as the demon pounded me furiously while tongue-fucking my throat and stomach. I think his cock and tongue made connection and completed the circuit inside me. My body was vibrating from his double penetration, pleasure beyond all reason and measure crashing into me, through me, over me. It felt like I had been edged up to the point of an orgasm for a lifetime without release and my body was going crazy with desire. His tempo was frenzied now, and he was growling. A horrifying sound that seemed to rend the air. I could feel the triangular spear shaped tip of his cock start to swell up inside me. Taking up more and more room within. It grew to where it felt like it was half the width of my torso, yet my willing body took it. Craved it. Needed it. I could barely breathe as it was affecting my diaphragm and lungs. The red light in the room had grown steadily with the demon’s passion. It morphed with the fuck, moving into orange, then yellow, then white, then brilliant incandescence. My eyes closed tight to shield them from the intensity. “IT IS TIME!” the Incubus bellowed. “WITH THIS SEED YOU BECOME THE VESSEL!” And with that, the demon cock erupted inside me. Scalding hot semen pulsed from that massive head, flooding into me. It burned with a pleasure-pain that caused my body to buck and shake uncontrollably. I contorted and writhed with full body orgasms as volumes of poisonous demon seed poured into me, filling me- searing my viscera. I could feel his molten jism actually rising like gorge in my throat. The salty, sulfurous, metallic taste making me gag. It was like I was burning alive from the inside, but without pain. It felt like a fever, but a fever of 451°F. I couldn’t breathe or move and it felt like I might burst apart into flame. But slowly… ever so slowly… this feeling diminished. With every throb of my pulse, the heat within grew less and less, like I was ejecting my corona into space like a dying star. Eventually, I felt like I could breathe again, and I could feel the cool, wetness of the stone under my back. I slowly opened my eyes. Smoke hung thick in the air which again smelled of sulfur. In the haze the Incubus was nowhere to be seen. I noticed that I was no longer bound by the chains—they just hung impotently around me. I pushed myself into a seated position for the first time in what felt like a millennia and swayed a little unsteadily. I was woozy and felt severely dehydrated and also… different. Slowly I began to take inventory of my body. I looked down and noted that I was covered by crusty, black soot from head to toe, like I’d been in a fire. Also my chest and belly were coated in semen (which I somehow knew was mine) making the soot on my torso streaky and sticky. The demon had fucked what appeared to be a week’s worth of cum out of me. Speaking of my body… I found it had changed markedly. I was more muscular than I had been before. My shoulders and chest much broader. My arms bulging. My legs thick and strong. I felt longer of limb and that when I stood I would be taller. I was leaner, too, with deep muscular definition. And lo! I had chest hair! I had been a hairless, skinny, twink before— but now? But without a doubt the biggest change was to my dick. The flesh now hanging between my legs was certainly NOT what I had before. Before I was just a guy with an unremarkable cock. Average. Nothing that stood out or was noticed in the swim locker room or gym class by any means. But now? Flaccid it was hanging to just north of mid thigh. I could fell the meaty weight of it, and I instinctively knew it would expand to become a real cuntwrecker. As these changes sank in, I slowly started to realize that I felt different inside as well. I felt confident… no, cocky. Strong. Sure of myself. Brave. Sexy. Fearless. And dangerous. When I looked for the Five men in Robes, I noticed them laying on the floor in disarray at the five points where they had been. Eventually they stirred faintly and moaned a bit as they came to. I heard one of them mutter, “Dude, what the fuck just happened?” When they had revived enough and saw me seated and unshackled, they were visibly shaken. The one in the gold mask looked at me and said, “Who are you?” “I was the virgin manchild you brought here as a sacrifice, but no longer. Now I am the Vessel. Now I am Gift of Death.” They all turned and ran. Just as the Incubus had said, they were fools. They meddled with dark forces and in turn have released Me unto the world. The new Vessel. They would soon come to rue their choices, of that I was sure. And then eventually to Him. I would start with the man in the gold mask. The seducer from the club. The “high priest” as it were. I followed them at a leisurely pace, their cries echoing through the rough hewn chamber, leading me on to the exit. Thoughts of my future formed as I walked. I could not go home now—the 18 year old that entered this chamber was dead. As the Vessel, I needed to sow my seed far and wide. Perhaps I should become a hitchhiker? A truck driver? A male prostitute? “No,” I said with a smile. “I will become a flight attendant.”

That is Great

Just recently discovered I definitely flagged yellow. Had never thought about it before. First time was asked to piss on a friend, didn't think much of it. Sort of thought back it was kind of hot. Tried tasting my own, didn't like it actually. When I was a little behind tipsy I asked an open minded fb later to piss on me and I got a tiny taste and liked it. Next time we did anything WS I got swallowed a little. That taste was so damn good, the next time we did I went all for it and drank from the tap and damn I'm hooked. The flavor of right from the tap is awesome!!! Totally unexpected, three months ago i would've said no way...just have to try some things to find out!

Please someone do this to me!

I've literally never done anything else with my loads, literally just because it's the easiest way to clean up.

I have a FB who likes to breed me, I am his on call cum-dump. I love it, it's no nonsense breeding. He calls, I come over, I strip in the living room, I get ass up on his bed, he uses my hole, dumps his load in me and then I am up and on my way. It's a great arrangement for us both. He is a great fuck, we fit together great. Love when he breeds me. He has been wanting to share my hole with another top, I'm game. He arranged to have another top come over, but the top wanted it totally anon, me ass up blindfolded. I think thats great. I love an anon blindfolded fuck. I am told they are going to tag team me. SO fucking hot! So I lube up before I leave my house, I'm ready. I arrive at his apartment before the other top. I strip, wearing a jock strap, a harness and high socks (at the request of my fuck bud). I get in position. I start sucking my FB while we wait for the other top to arrive. I read on the top's profile he likes to also suck cock and my FB says be patient as the other top wants to suck him some first. It might happen in the living room before they come in to fuck me. I wait there blindfolded, the tension builds, I am loving it, I take a hit of poppers as I listen for clues. I hear belts being un-buckled, I hear pants dropping to the floor. Its so hot I wait with anticipation. They enter the room and I feel hands touching my ass as I am ass up waiting. I feel a nice slap on the ass and groans of delight!! I love getting my ass slapped (I have a nice fuckable ass). Now that I am blindfolded, I can't really see who or what's going on. I can only guess. I feel a cock pushing at my hole. I back up onto it. No need to go easy, I love it when a guy DIVES IN and enters me! I can take it. I think it's the other top at this point. Every one has their fuck style. Now I think the other top is standing over me and the top whose cock is in me is sucking my fuck buds cock. Not sure, but thats what I think is going on. I am getting fucked, loving it, The top pulls out, the other cock enters me, they repeat this several times. Each taking their turn fucking my hole. I hear groans of delight, my FB telling the other top how I take his cock whenever he asks, that he always breeds me raw! Then I hear my fuck bud say, Let me in, I am going to breed him. My fuck bud breeds my hole with a nice wet load...... Oh, GOD does that feel good. He pulls out and the second top enters me. There is nothing like the great feeling of a the second cock entering a nicely cum lubed hole. I absolutely love that feeling of a nice cock using the first guys cum as lube!! The second top pounds my hole, then pulls out to jerk himself to climax and then dives into my hole spewing his load inside!! SO hot!! He pulls out, he's done!! My FB enters me to just feel the slippery cum filled hole. The second top heads out to get dressed and leave. My FB escorts him out as I lay there in pig heaven thinking about the anon cum inside me!! So fucking hot. I lay there until my FB comes back!! Then I get up and get dressed and I head home with two nice wet loads in my hole. My FB says he is talking with other tops as he wants to do this again!! I can't wait!!

Your experiences and mine - and those of most people I know - are different. Even something so innocuous as a teacher having a picture of his/her family on her desk is an announcement about his or her family structure. Beyond that, the principal made a public announcement one year that a (female) teacher's husband had been killed in a car accident and asked for a moment of silence in his honor. I had (hetero) teachers who were married to each other, and everyone knew that Mr. Smith was married to Mrs. Smith. Even more telling, Mrs. Smith got pregnant one year, so it was abundantly clear to everyone that Mrs. Smith was sexually active. More than one female teacher I knew got married during the school year or between school years, and took her husband's name at marriage, so it was patently clear what their "orientation" was. As I said: heterosexuality is so pervasive that you don't even notice it, or think of it as "sexual orientation". But it's always there and right in front of you. It's only noticeable when it's something other than heterosexuality. But the bigots can't come out and say "straight good, gay bad" - so they say we can't talk about it at all. Except, as noted, we do, all the time, for straights. I think most men favor heterosexual intimacy because that's how they're wired. If you think straightness in culture is because women take care of kids, you seriously, seriously need to do some research. So basically you want to teach them the mechanics of gay sex but nothing about actually being attracted to someone, romantically, of the same sex. That's about as fucked up as I can imagine - it reduces gay people (and in your formulation, gay men especially) into purely sexual beings, ones who fuck men because it's convenient and feels good, not because that's how they're wired. That's... fucked up. Seriously.

[think before following links] https://newtumbl.com/x_k7e9fiwLBCVG wow i need a top like this!

I was really horned up last week for a anon brredind session so I traveled about 14 miles from my house to check out a Ramada Inn that was recommended. I got there around 830 AM and the receptionist greeted me promptly. I was horny as he'll and I think she could sense based of my reaction to not being able to get a room until after 11AM. I drove around a few hours, went to a quick Dr apt and showed right back up at 11. I was checked and ready to until I realized I was given required key card access through a secondary door, back to lobby I go and get an outside access room. All while waiting for the two hours to pass I was on all the usual websites lining up tops. The first guy was around my age and build and showed me a Pic of a nice thick 7" upward curved cock. What excited me most is that he stated had had not cum in 3 weeks and I going to get my hole flooded. He shows up within 20 minutes after I told him I was there, door was cracked ajar, my lubed asswas waving in the air when he walked. Anon is always my favorite and the removing off clothes and anticipation always gets my heart pounding. I reach back and stroke and feel the cock and it is Def what was spoken. Usually during ass up anon it is exactly what it is expected, but this guy grabbed my cock and pulled it back so he could start sucking it all while rimming my hole also, HUGE BONUS. This went on for a few minutes and the poppers had kicked in and I was wanting that cock. My friend eased up behind and slid in with resistance due to girth, but one good hit of poppers relaxed my hole and he was balls deep. He pounded me for a good 5-7minutes and then tensed up heavily to what felt like a shower shot blast of hot seed in me. He spammed a few more ropes and I made sure that I milked out every bit my clicking up. Finally he pulled and the smell of cum was filling the air, we spoke a few words and agreed to meet again. After he left I reached backand fingered my hole andcum was everywhere, down my leg,down my balls and all my hole. I Def got 3weeks worth. The second guy was hitting me up within minutes and he was BBC that I spoke with the night before. He said he was7 and thick also, but the Pic looked more like 9. Now I am not a power btm, but I do know what I can take and rarely tap out. He arrives in the parking lot and tell him which room and Crack the door ajar. I am ass up again I let him know that I was already preloaded with seed. He walks in quickly gets undressed, I reach back thinking about 7 and to my surprise it was what I thought 9" cut and perfect thickness, I stroke him hard and then he positions himself to enter, he slides in my wet mancunt with ease and immediately goes in the full 9", he changes position to where one leg is on the floor and other is on the bed and I can tell I am getting it balls deep because they are slapping off mine, the perfect time goes by and he grabs my ass cheek firmly and I feel rope after rope shooting in me, I reach back and grab his cock to feel it spasm each time a rope is shot. He pulls out and the amount he shot into feels just like first guy. He departs and once again I finger my hole to see it is, I stand up to take a pee and cum is everywhere. The next guy is from Sniffies in his early 50's with a cock just like mine, we talk up a bit and he sends a video and pics of cock and says he is also a big shooter. Now for me to get 3 back to back big shooters in a row is pretty much unheard of. He arrives and the same scenario plays out with exception of me being bent over edge of bed vs ass up on the bed. He is aware if loads in me andstaed the mire the merrier he would be. I am still hitting my poppers hard and the smell of both cum and poppers fills the air in the room. He eases and begins with nice smooth and long strokes and within minutes he shifts to jack hammer, the wetness can be felt all over both of us from my leaky hole and he unexpectedly pulls out and leaves me hanging, I feel two fingers go In and a third to follow. He fingers my cunt for a few seconds and then puts his cock right back in and starts pouring away. All the sudden he tenses and let out a lion type roarasheis unloading, he is shaking and quivering while continuing to unload his balls, he reaches and and I get a unexpected 3 fingers of cum that he fingered from my ass THIS WAS A FIRST for me. He gets dressed and leaves and I finished with 6 loads in less 4 hours when all done and said for. For a day and half after this I could still smell cum when going to bathroom. Lots of swimmers in my mancunt.

4.5 hrs into a day at club columbus and I've gotten 2 oral loads and 4 in my ass! 1 was in the dark room glory hole booth and I legit thought he stuck his arm through the hole! Another was a self proclaimed bottom with fat 7" and a 2 gauge PA! My hole is loose and dripping!

Brings back my memories of college in the 80's. No internet, no sex apps. As a novice I had my first sex in the various university men's rooms, I soon learned which ones were cruisy. I remember one just like you described in the basement of the old student union. The best stall was the corner handicap stall which was big enough for two people. The first time I took raw dick was in the basement of a little used building on campus, The guy didn't have a condom so I asked him not to cum in me. He fucked me for a while, pulled out and said he had to leave. After he left, I got dressed amd as I was walking up the stairs I could feel something rubbing down my leg. I stopped in another mens room, removed my pants and saw and smelled the cum he shot

While Paul's thick cock was thrusting into his hole, Johhny was going through an existential crisis. He held the safe sex rule for years as a dogma, that he only broke for a boyfriend he had at highscool. And in a few minutes this nasty guy has shattered it to pieces. The tingling sensation was travelling his whole body by now, making him feeling ecstatic and horny beyond anything he had experienced before. "This motherfucker drugged me to take advantage of me. He knew this would happen! But if I am aware of it... why am I not stopping it? why does it feel so right?" All his moaning did not go unnoticed. After a while being fucked, Johnny opened his eyes and he saw another figure in the room. "How long has he been there?". It was a young blond guy that came lure by the noises.. Athletic but not too tall, with a tatoo on his chest. He has snorting poppers and playing with his cock while watching the scene from a certain distance. Since that moment, Johnny could not take his eyes of him. He had experienced the pleasure of being watched while being fucked at the sling in the past, but this time it was hitting in a different way. He was feeling really sleazy and was dying to suck that cock. The intense staring apparently worked as the newcomer decided to move closer to them. He started pinching his nipple, freeing Johnny's hand that went directly to take care of the new cock. "Niiiice" he said looking a Paul and taking another hit of poppers. Both smiled at each other. Paul was in heaven fucking that hole. So nice that he was struggling to maintain a rythm that would not make him cum so rapidly. No, he has decided that he would dedicate that boy the whole night. There was plenty of time ahead and the Kamagra would ensure him hours of enjoyment for his hard cock. And things were only getting better for him. Yes, he loved inducing drugs on young men to have it his way, but what he loved the most was seeing them used by other men. So having an extra guest was more than welcome. The three of them continued at it for a while. Johnny had unsuccesfully tried to suck his cock a few times because the sling was too high. His mouth was filled instead with the visitor's tongue that he willingly received. From there, the young mouth slowly travelled to his nipples, abs, and finally his erected cock. He had neglected his cock till that very moment and felt an electric shock when he felt those lips wrapping around it. His cock sensitivy was completely enhanced and the blowjob was driving him crazy. Both the feeling of the bare cock fucking his hole and that mouth going up and down on his shaft quickly became too much to handle. "oh fuck! i'm going to cum. I'm cumming" he moaned. The 3 paused for a moment . A big cum load came out like a fountain over his chest, neck and face. - "wow, that is some load, man". The 3 of them laughed. - "Now, it's my turn" said the tatooed boy. His attention went then to Johnny's ass where he moved his hand only to find Paul's cock still deep buried in it. Feeling that cock going in and out was getting him completely horned up. He was touching Paul's dick checking for a possible condom rim. As if Paul had guessed his intentions, he took his cock out to allow a full inspection. "Hmmmmm. raw" said after confirming it. Both tops smiled; nothing more needed to be discussed. Paul took the poppers and moved away, giving him access to the slut, who was still recovering from the orgasm. The young man rapidly placed his bare cock on Johnny's hole. But he did not found it welcoming as he expected but really tight instead. Having shot his load, Johnny's horniness had decreased and he was experiencing a temporary spike of common sense and dignity. Not giving up, the young man went on his knees to rim Johnny's ass in an attempt to getting him compliant again. Johnny looked at Paul almost as if he was asking for help to get out of that situation. The sheep begging to the wolf. Paul leaned over Johnny's head and whispered on his ear: - "Relax boy... You are doing it very well. Don't spoil the fun now" -"But..." - "sshhhh" Paul silenced him. "No buts. Don't fight your desires. You know you want it. You know it feels good. Just let it happen, my slut". The tone was calm but dominant. That was the very moment where Johnny finally gave up. The little control he had regained was gone. The sleaziness engulfed him completely and he let his ass loose again feeling a tongue rushing in inmediately. - "Take some of this. It will help you take the right decision." concluded Paul placing the poppers bottle under his nose. 4 hits of poppers later he was ready for more bare cock, that entered him without any resistance. The hard fuck continued rythmically for a little while. Paul was having a great time encouraging him: "That's it fucking whore! Let that anon raw cock fuck you. You know you love it!". Those words were fuel in Johnny's head. It was true. He was loving every bit of it. Not long after, the top's breathing started changing. "Are you coming already?" asked Paul amused by it. "Fuck, yes! This ass feels so nice. I cannot hold it". - "Don't. Just inside him. Breed it." And so he did. He shot a big load inside Johnny's ass. He pulled his cock out after a minute. Gave him a pat on the buttocks, "thank you" and left the room. Paul looked at Jonny with a smirky smile: "So?" - "So?? Oh my god. What have you done to me? I have let him cum inside me" answered Johnny. - "That is where a macho's cum belongs. Don't deny now that you were dying to get it." - "I... I was. It's true. I dont know why. Im filled with sleazy thoughts. Those drugs you gave me are messing me up" - "Yes, they do. But they only work when they bind to your real desires" - "what do you mean?" - "If you did not have those ideas, the drug does would not have the same effect. Have you even fantasized being used by strangers?" - "Of course, all the time! But it just a fantasy." -"Well, not anymore. Tonight you going to make it real. Being available to anon cocks. - "Tonight? what time is it?" - "Its already 23.15" - "what? fuck! I am already late for work!. I lost track of time. How long does this effect last?" "No, no. You can forget about work tonight. You are on this ride for at least the next 4-5 hours" Panic rushed in "I cannot miss work like this. Ill get in big trouble. I should at least call..." "shhhhh" silenced him again. "Quiet boy. It's all good" said to calm him. "It's too late to change that now. Relax. Focus on the now. Look at yourself, your ass is oozing cum from who knows who. Soon this place will be packed. What then?" - "I cannot move. Still feeling very horny." -"Yes, you will be craving cocks all night. I'll see you totally perverted " said fingering his asshole. - "Ohhh..." moaned Johnny. "Please...." Paul grinned. "Do you like the idea of being used and bred by everybody. Please... what?" - "Please, sir... " repeated Johnny grabbing Paul's cock and bringing it back close to his ass. - "oh, that is what you want." grinned again. He loved seeing him so desperate. "I want to hear you saying it slut." - "Please, I want cocks inside me". He started feeling a tremendous urge. - "Are you my bare slut?" he started rubbing his cock slightly in. - "Yes, sir! " - "Say it!" - "I'm your bareback slut! Please, fuck me. Make me a complete whore!" - "That's what I like to hear." said as he rammed his cock in one more time [To be continued]

Thanks everybody, I went and they checked for everything including hepatitis tests and ultrasounds and also a second blood test of the liver enzymes. Everything was negative/normal. My liver enzymes were normal for the second time so all is good fortunatly. I have decided to do a hapatitis B booster vaccine and get vaccinated against hepatitis A also after all of this. They will check everything again next year so thats it for now. And thanks for all the feedback.

The following story is fiction, but the premise is based on real life experiences. Needless to say, 2020 was off to a terrible start. Even without a global pandemic, life had become abysmally bad. My name is Mark. I had just turned 25. I grew up in New England. Small high school, team sports, honors and AP classes, etc. I went to a state school, did pretty well there majoring in a Pre-Med field but never took the step to follow through with medical school. After graduating I took a job at a prestigious R&D facility. The only problem was that it was located in my hometown. With 150 kids in my graduating class, you can imagine the gay scene left a lot to be desired, to say the least. I applied for months to other jobs, but finally after lots of interviews and being edged-out by someone else, I got one. So right after I turned 25 around Christmas I packed up and moved in with some old college friends in Boston with a spare room. The first few days were great. But things quickly went down hill. I bounced my car off a couple guardrails and got a DWI (being a straight edge kid from a rural town, I had never even gotten so much as a speeding ticket). My childhood friend committed suicide. The guy I had been dating for six months in Boston before the move decided to go back to his ex. And some of my friends decided that I was damaged goods after the DWI and never spoke to me again. I'd be lying if I said I didn't consider jumping into the harbor and ending it. Pre-social distancing, I was pretty active sexually. I'd have one or two hookups a week. I'm a bottom. I'm pretty average looking, brown hair, brown eyes, beard. I'm not fit but I'm not fat either. I've been told I'm actually very charismatic, which probably explains why I've managed to hook up and date guys way out of my league. But during this time I didn't really care about looks or anything else. Just their dicks. Most of them were one time things. I took them all and never used a condom. If I'm being honest I hadn't used condoms since I was 21. The youngest was an 18 year old hockey player at Harvard. The oldest was some grandpa in an alley near Methadone Mile. And everything in between. Blowjobs in club bathrooms, shady hotel sex, etc. I'm still amazed that I didn't catch anything. Looking back on it, I think I was channeling my depression into other outlets, mainly sex. By early February it was all finally too much. I was walking back to my apartment. A married guy had messaged me to come over from, he bred me then kicked me out saying his wife and kid were on their way home. It was pretty early and not very far, but it had turned windy and cold, so I ordered an Uber. Only instead of going home, I went downtown to a bar I liked. It was small, nothing special but that was why I liked it. I had a beer, then started walking along the water. I stopped and looked out over the black water for what seemed like forever before jumping over the railing that separated the sidewalk from the water. I closed my eyes and fell forward, the shock of the water sending knives of cold through my skin. I felt a strange sensation of moving back towards shore instead of farther out, and suddenly felt myself on dry land. "Are you okay? Stay with me, don't fall asleep", a low but warm voice said. That's when I turned my head and saw Michael, the man that would change my life in more ways than one in the coming weeks. ........................................ This is my first time writing. Kind of a long preamble but setting the stage for later. Feedback appreciated.

My popper fogged mind tried to process his words as he drove the dildo in and out of my second sphincter a while longer. Feeling tender as he withdrew it from my body I felt a decided pop of air as it left my body. My hole was more than certainly stretched as wide as it had probably ever been in recent memory. His hands caressed my ass and I felt the warm wetness and scruff of his beard as he began to rim my gaping pup kunt. One hand left me, then another. After a moment, his mouth left my ass and I find myself suddenly craving his attention again. Anything, a toy, his touched, his hot mouth, anything. Another sound off unzipping came from behind my body, and I felt his presence return between my legs. “Inhale boy. Let your senses fly.” I responded with a deep woof and took a double hit. My paws had barely closed the bottle of poppers when I felt it a shift on the bed as he came behind me. My restraints were undone, and I came around to face my handsome master, moaning as I saw him in his glory. Cap still on his head, he’d lit a cigar as he’s come to bed, and resting semi erect against his torso was easily the largest uncut cock I’d ever had face to face in my life. Still growing, it was already 8 inches and continuing, and his girth was swelling to the size of my forearm. Large, egg sized nuts sat hanging low in his sack against the bed, a thick red cock ring at the base of his manhood standing out sharply against his black fur. I longed to embrace him, to worship him, but I knew my place here. Had it spanked into my ass and myself caged to remind me of that place. He was my superior here, and frankly, I found myself wanting that on more than just a kink level as he sat there slowly puffing. His obscene cock continuing to engorge with blood, foreskin slowly rolling back as he neared the apex of his erection. An easily ten inch, thick, veiny uncut slab of cock lay against the man before me. His foreskin had rolled back to reveal a beautifully swollen purple head, leaking his precious precum. “If you come forward, and take this cock into your mouth, I expect you to worship it boy. This is the most superior cock you will have ever taken inside you. Worship it well and I will fuck pup, I will cum inside you, and you will be mine. Forever.” He puffed his cigar, his words hanging in the silence. “Unlike the other master’s here boy, my seed is special, potent, and toxic. Do you understand me?” I sat there on all fours, numbed momentarily. This god of a man before me had HIV, and he wanted to fuck it into my body and infect me. No warning bells sounded; no voice of alarm echoed through my head. He’s paddled that out of me and tease my hole open beyond the point of concern. He was truly my superior, in every way, and I needed him to become part of me, whatever the cost. I just looked at him in the eyes and nodded, and affirmative woof leaving my lips. Reaching a hand to the back of my head, he pulled my face towards his cock and ordered me to begin. My lips were greeted by the wet sweetness of his precum and I ribbed them against his cock head. My hand reach forward to grasp his fat shaft, causing more of his clear nectar to ooze forth as I opened my mouth to seal my fate. My other hand reach to the base of his shaft as his head entered my mouth and I began to rub my tongue sexually against it. Every fiber of my being was electrified in this moment, suffused with a need to worship this man, though any means necessary, and make him feel good. A low growl escaped his lips as I dedicated my life to please him in this moment, my hand alternating strokes up and down his thick meat while my head bobbed up and down upon it’s tip. Slowly, my jaw managed to relax more and more and he began to work himself into my throat, which struggled to contain his presence. I could feel his girth making my throat tender after several minutes spend sucking and choking as he growled and voice his approval, one hand always on the back of my head, in control. After several more minutes of this, his hand withdrew and I stopped immediately, looking up at him as his cock withdrew from my mouth, precum and spit coating my beard beneath my hood. “Are you ready to become mine pup, to have part of me inside you forever, and be owned by me the rest of your life?” I squeaked out an affirmative woof off key, his cock in my through had done a number on my ability to speak, but earned a beaming grin from him nonetheless. He stirred, pulling me up and pushed his lips against mine under the snout of my hood. The smell of his muck and smoke hit my nose, as my tongue danced against his and my heart began to beat even faster, the last vestiges of the human me fading fast as he picked me up and carried me back over to the sling. Depositing me, my legs were again restrained, but arms free, and I rubbed his beautiful coat of fur as he pulled out lube from the side table and began to finger fuck me. As he touched me inside with his hand, fingers probing to the second knuckle deep, borderline trying to fist my ass, I felt my cock once again begin to stir, and I whimpered apologetically as it continued to rise, eventually filling it’s confines, somewhat painfully. He withdrew his hands and began to lube the upper part of his shaft, rubbing the fat mushroom head of his cock against my hole, teasing it again and again. “Time to be fucked forever boy. I own your life as of now.” Before I could take liberties with poppers or he could order it, he pushed the head of his cock in with a firm thrust and I saw stars. Even with my prior stretching, there was a definitive stretch as the thick heat of his member entered my body, eliciting a and unintelligible and loud moan I’m sure could be heard from the street. I felt my hole tense up and legs shake, my eyes rolled back with the pain and pleasure his entry caused me. Looking down, he stood between my legs, the towering mass of his cock outstretched between us, connected to my body with his fat head resting within my loins. He nodded down at me with a smile, telling me what a good boy I was, reaching forward with a hand to rub my fur and grasp the bottle of poppers around my neck. A firm yank broke the slender chain and he uncapped the bottle, drinking in it’s fumes over several hit before ordering me to hit hard. As the nigh drunken rush of poppers hit me I saw his head roll back in the air towards the ceiling in the firelight, and he began to push inside of me further. The next several minutes were spent with me steadily huffing on command as more and more of his massive cock pushed inside of me until I felt him push against my second ring. I looked up at him with concern in my eyes through my hood, knowing he still had another few inches to go at least. Both of his hands began to rub my chest and tease my nipples, relaxing my body as he gave another order to inhale deep. And again. And again. “I’m sorry my boy, but this is necessary, and you will thank me later.” He thrust, hard. I felt something inside myself give as he rushed past my second sphincter and I felt the hair of his thick bush resting against my hole. His hand took mine and guided it down to my belly, where I felt the bulge of his cock making itself known to my touch. “ I’m part of you forever now baby, no other man will be enough to satisfy you.” He pulled back, dragging part of my insides with his fat cock head as he withdrew, my eyes rolling back in my skull as this sensation took over my body. I felt warm heat being replaced my heartless vacuum, emptiness as he withdrew his cock to the tip, pulling my hole outward slightly as he did so, and then began to push back inside again. A strong ache as he pushed past my second sphincter again and into me, the bulge reappearing under our hands. Another withdrawl and insertion. After a minute of the slow, rhythmic pace I felt my body relax, every last nerve either too frayed by the pain or to numb with pleasure to continue resisting. He began to slowly increase his pace as I find myself floating along on the tides of his lovemaking and the high of the poppers we began to share together. This man, this HIV-positive, charged up, toxic bull of a man was fucking me, wanted to be my Master, and own me. And it felt to right, so proper to think that as I lay there with my legs suspended, his manhood sawing my body in half at a steady pace. His balls began to slap my firm ass at a steady rate as the wet slurping sound of my gaping pup kunt stretched around his shaft filled the room, my moans and his grunts playing back and forth through the space between us. His breathing began to grow heavier and heavier, as his cock unbelievably began to swell further with his pending orgasm, the thrust becoming less tender and more forceful as he approached his climax. “You are my pup. My owned boy. You serve me.” His thrusting became painful inside, my insides bruising under his assault, my hand feeling the impact as he bottomed out again and again inside me. “You are my pup. My beautiful, furry, POZ pup.” He yelled loudly, grasping both my legs and bottoming out inside me. I felt his member throbbing inside me and beneath my hand, the wet string of his seed flooding my bruised fuck chute as he spent himself, and to my surprise I felt the wet splash of my own seed rocketing from my cock in it’s cage, coating my fur in what was likely my last negative load. Master stayed inside me until his cock grew limp, fall out heavily from my destroyed hole with an unceremonious plop. I could feel a wet trickle of seed and most likely given everything, blood, dripping from my hole as his sweaty from took a step backwards and he reached towards the table to grab a massive tail plug, pushing it inside me. No additional lube was needed- between his load and my internal juices leaking, it fit with only minimal resistance. He helped my weak form out of the sling and over to the bed, laying beside and spooning me, one arm possessively wrapped around me. “You are Pup Maximus now boy. You gave it your all, and I will make sure you always have it.” It’s been 3 years since that day, and true to his word, we are married and I am a happily owned and proud POZ pup, serving my Master daily as his daily pup to fuck and on occasion when I’m a good boy, filling other pups under his supervision with my masters seed from my balls.

I found this gem at spermpig.tumblr.com. It sure got my dick leaking. How about yours? Happy World AIDS Day, Faggot! I had a “play date” a couple weekends ago on Sunday– as it so happens it was world AIDS day. And it was a very naughty play session indeed. The fuckbuddy that hit me up has a particular kink. He really gets off on dirty talk. Not just run of the mill dirty talk either– he gets off on poz talk. You know, talk about knocking up a bottom with his toxic jizz. That sort of thing. And let’s just say that I don’t mind this talk– mainly because he has a beercan fat 7 inch dick on him. I can “get into” a lot of things if it’s attached to a cock like that! He hit me up on a non-hookup oriented social media site and was looking to get his dick wet. I was horny as hell so I said, “Sure, cum on over!” He was very particular about what he wanted during our session. I was to be pre-lubed and waiting on all fours, blindfolded. And wearing a jock or something suitable to display my ass. He would walk in and have his way with me and leave. And he was gonna “talk” during our session. I got ready and put on a pair of assless shorts for him. I also had my blindfold at the ready (as well as the poppers and lube). He called from downstairs and I buzzed him up, donned the blindfold and assumed the position. I heard him enter and lock the door. “So, faggot. Your ass ready to take my deathbabies?” he asked. “I really want to feel that big raw cock in me, but please pull out before you cum? I don’t wanna get sick,” I tell him, just like he wants to hear. “Dude, you know the drill. I fuck and I don’t like to pull out. If you want this dick, you’re gonna take it til I’m done with your hole.” “Please pull out? You can shoot in my mouth instead… if you want,” I suggest. “I’ll think about it. Now suck my cock and get me ready!” So, I opened my mouth and let him feed me his dick. His thickness stretches my jaw and I know it’s going to do the same to my ass when the time comes. He had one hand on the back of my head while he’s thrusting into me. I can taste his precum already as he’s obviously been thinking about our impending fuck. “Turn around, faggot. I’m gonna use that ass now.” I do as I’m told, and I hear him lubing up his thick fuckstick. I fish around for the poppers on the bed and take a good hit. “Oh yeah, baby show me that hole! You ready for my poison penis? You want it?” All I can do is nod in my popper induced haze. He pops his thick mushroom head inside me, and pushes in to the hilt in one swift motion. There is a stab of pain as he bottoms out inside me. But also pleasure. He doesn’t wait to let me get used to his dick- he just immediately starts fucking me with it at a medium pace. I’m on all fours and he’s drilling into me from behind, hands roughly gripping my hips. “Fuck yeah, bitch! Take my toxic cock. You like taking poz dick, don’t you? You get off on having AIDS just one squirt away!” “No!” I tell him. “I just like feeling your fat cock in me without a condom. Please pull out before you cum! Don’t make me HIV+!” “What’s the point of pulling out, you stupid cunt? I’m already leaking my sickness inside you! Can’t you feel all my dirty precum slicking up your insides? Every thrust I’m massaging my tainted DNA deeper and deeper into your guts. And you’re taking it, you bug chanson’ bitch!” He reaches around to stroke my rock hard cock while continuing to thrust his dick inside me. “See? You get off on this, you sick fucker! Your cock is rock hard! And I bet you’ll blow your last neg load as soon as I start knocking you up!” He speeds up his thrusting and really started ramming my hole. He was doing a full pull out and ram back in and I had to do poppers like mad just to be able to take it. The whole time he keeps up his litany of poz talk– talking about his dirty DNA and getting me to “join the club”. He wants to be my gifter and be the one to convert me. His dirty talk just pours out of him like his precum. Eventually he is ready to do the deed. “Oh fuck, faggot! I’m getting close! It isn’t gonna be long now and your neg days will be over!” “Just pull out! Please pull out! Cum in my mouth– I’ll swallow! I promise!” I beg. “You fucking filthy cum pig bottom! I’m gonna give you EXACTLY what you want… and deserve!” He thrusts hard a few more times, then parks his cock deep while holding onto my hips with an iron grip. Then I feel it. His cock spasming deep inside me– spitting out jet after jet of his semen. His big mushroom head throbs and swells with each spurt. My own orgasm is seconds behind, and I’m shooting my load in thick streams all over my sheets; my asshole involuntarily milking every drop from his dick. After his orgasm subsides, he slow pumps me a few times, then RAMS his dick home to the bottom causing me to cry out in pain. While slowly pulling out of me, he leaned in close to my ear and whispered “Happy AIDS Day, faggot.”

Part 11 The idea of AIDS cum had me in its grip and I needed more. My ass was full already but I wanted it overflowing. This absolutely crazy and crazed feeling in me to be converted and now I had crossed the line and it had started. All I could think was it was nuts but I needed it. My ass was on fire and tingling with the need for more highly toxic cum to infiltrate my entire being Chris came back in the room and he had 3 other guys with him. They were all already naked and the front two looked as badly wasted as Chris if not more so. I could not see the one in the rear as Crhis and 2 of his buddies were blocking the view too much but I just knew the back on had to look like the others. They all were stroking their cocks to hardness getting ready to fuck my sore hole and give me more of their AIDS cum and I could only smile and lick my lips in anticipation of more disease. I knew it was going to be a long afternoon and into the night of me being fucked over and over again. Chis grinned at me and said, "are you ready for more? These guys are ready and can hardly wait to destroy your hole more." I nodded eagerly and spread my legs. One the guys climbed on my chest and stuck his cock in my mouth and a second one raised my legs up and drove his cock home in one stoke. I groaned in my experience and start to suck hard on the cock in my mouth while thrusting my ass back hard on every instroke of the guy fucking my ass. I was getting what I needed and how. Both guys went from 0 to faster than lightning in no time and were not just fucking my mouth and ass, but pounding them mercilessly. My mind just went blank from the overload of sex. In about 15 minutes the guy in my ass started to jackhammer even harder, if that was possible, and was almost yelling that he was cumming and giving me his highly toxic gift. He groaned and growled and I could feel his cock pumping a lot of cum into me. As he finished, the guy I was sucking slid down, pulling his cock from my mouth and dropping between my legs and then rammed his cock deep into me. I was ready to scream it was so hot. In another 10 minutes he leaned down and planted a kiss on my lips and then almost whispered, "Yeah, here it comes, take my AIDS load NOW." He yelled the last word as he slammed his cock home and unloaded his cum in me as deep as he could. He kept on grinding and pulsing for a good minute or two before collapsing on me with a contented sigh. As he was resting a moment, I was trying to see by him as it sounded like someone else was being fucked behind him. How weird I thought.

Part 17, Can I ask you something? I had not ever been in Mr. C's bedroom. Uncle Terry was still holding my hand as we entered it was dark except the glow of the fireplace. Uncle Terry lead me over to the bed and patted on it to show I should sit down. The room got brighter as Mr. C was lighting some candles. With each candle flickering I could see a little better. Like the rest of his house, it was super cool. Great abstract and modern art on the walls, this really tall high four post bed. Uncle Terry was then pulling back the covers and rearranging the pillows a little bit. As I sat on the bed, I sunk it, this was the most amazingly soft bed I have ever felt. The duvet was bright white, so soft, pure and clean. The sheets on the bed were really dark blue. I was so comfortable and happy, I just sat there just watching the two of them. It seemed Uncle Terry was pretty familiar with Mr. C's room as he moved around with ease and knowing where everything was. Mr. C went into his bathroom and by the flicker of light emerging, I could tell was lighting some candles in there too. Having pulled back the covers, Uncle Terry walked back around the bed toward me. As he did so, he unbuttoned his shirt. I hadnt noticed until now, but it was beautifully pressed. The bright white of it showed off his dark features well. The carpet of fur that started to be visible with each button had my complete attention. Similar to Mr. C, his body was super sexy. He put his shirt over the back of a chair by the fireplace and came over and knelt down on one knee if front of me. The bed was so tall, my feet didnt reach the floor. I felt his left hand pick up my foot and place it on his thigh. He started to unlace my shoes. I dont know why, I could have helped, but I just sat there watching him. Once my shoe was off, he rubbed my foot for a minute and then peeled my sock off very slowly while he looked up at me and said 'lets get you ready for bed pup.' He then moved over to my other foot and repeated the process. It seemed he took a little extra time rubbing my foot. It felt so nice, I closed my eyes for a minute. Mr. C startled me when i felt his hands on both sides of my t-shirt.... slowly raising it over my head. After taking it off, he folded it nicely and put it on the chair next to Uncle Terry's shirt. Mr. C took his shirt off and folded it and put it in the chair as well. Uncle Terry stood up, took both of my shoes and socks and put them next to the chair too. I chuckled to myself and thought, boy, they are very neat. They sure would have a field day seeing my room. But, this must be the way adults take care of their things. I loved how thoughtful, confident and gentle minded they were. I sat there just absorbing the light from the candles and looking into the fireplace. I then realized, they had taken their sock and pants off and like everything else was neatly folded and put into the chair. They were not wearing underwear, but both had on Under Armour jock straps. It was cool they were such good friends that they didn't seem uncomfortable around each other in just their jocks. Both of them had bodies you would see in Men's Health. So handsome and so well built. True men for sure. I stood up and started to remove my pants. My legs still felt like rubber and I stumbled a little while bending over to pull them off my ankles. Mr. C. was there and caught me. Man, he is so strong. He braced me and stood behind me close while I finished taking my pants off. Understanding the pattern, I folded them and put them in the chair under my t-shirt. Mr. C, took my hand and guided me into the bathroom where Uncle Terry was already brushing his teeth. Mr. C opened the packaging of a new toothbrush, put a good strip of paste on the top and handed it over to me. When he did, I got a really big smile on my face. He cocked his head a little and said, 'whats so funny pup'? I glanced over at Uncle Terry grinning into the mirror while brushing his teeth to make sure he was doing a good job and I looked back at Mr. C and said..'Oh, nothing really. It would probably make me sound stupid.' 'Hey, what did I tell you about calling yourself that?' 'This is just really fun for me. I just haven't had a sleep over with my friends in years. Once I started to grow up, my dad prohibited me from staying with my friends thinking we might try and sneak some girls in. And this is really fun. Well, and I haven't had anyone to remind me to brush my teeth in years.' As Uncle Terry spit, he said, 'Well let's hope this is the beginning of many sleep overs we have. Also, Lukas, I know you probably miss him, but Tony and I would love to be your father figures whenever you need anything.' We all finished out teeth and laughed and joked to make sure we all were minty fresh. It was also quite obvious that my cock again had gotten really hard and my butt stung like it was on fire. I looked down and noticed Uncle Terry's cock head was so hard and big it was sticking out of the top of his waist band. All of a sudden, I panicked, I thought, oh man, how am I going to jack off. If I am going to sleep, I have shoot my load. But, there is no way without them knowing what I am doing. So I told myself to focus and I hoped it would just go down. As we walked back into the bedroom Uncle Terry went around the far side of the bed and slipped in. His super dark features really made a sharp contrast against the white duvet. Mr. C. patted on the side of the bed we were on and motioned for me to climb in. I got in and moved to the middle of the bed. I again couldnt believe this bed, it was like crawling on a cloud. Uncle Terry had lifted the covers over him and nestled me in as Mr. C climbed in on the other side of me. We all three laid on our backs staring at the ceiling. I could feel Mr. C's right leg touching my left leg. Then I felt Uncle Terry's hairy leg brush up against my right leg and my cock got ROCK hard. Like harder than it ever had been. This is so strange, why would that make me so hard? Every time either of them moved even a tiny bit my cock would jump and leak. I then realized I was also letting out a little moan or maybe it was more of a whimper. Mr. C broke the silence and said, 'is everything ok Lukas?' I froze, I didn't know what to say. Shit, what was I going to do. I was like the Oreo filling between these two, I couldn't get out of bed and take care of my dick, but I could tell it was starting to leak. Oh shit, what if I got my pre-cum on his sheets or duvet. I am sure these sheets were not cheap. What do I do? Mr. C, said it again, 'Lukas, are you ok? You seem to be in some discomfort, is the bed not comfortable? Do you need another pillow? What's wrong, please tell me.' 'Well Mr. C. I have a confession. I normally jack off before bed and I am afraid my penis is not wanting to let me go to sleep yet. I am sorry, this is so embarrassing'. Uncle Terry laughed out loud and said, 'oh shit, is that all? Get it out pup, you can shake one out, it isn't going to bother me. Fuck, when I was your age I was jacking off all the time, I didn't care if I was alone, or my buddies were around or my brothers for that matter...' 'Really? you would jack off with your buddies? Like a circle jerk?' Mr. C then laughed and said, 'how do you know about circle jerks Lukas?' 'A couple of my friends at school were telling me about it after hockey practice and said they were going to one and invited me. I asked them what it was and they told me that some guys drop their pants, get hard, jack off and then shoot their loads.' Uncle Terry turned on his side toward me. He was just a few inches from my face and said....'did you go?' 'Oh heavens no. I told them that I ain't gay, but I also heard my dad in my head saying, that touching or pleasuring yourself prior to marriage is a sin and I would burn in eternal hell fire.' 'Your dad sure thinks a lot of hell', Mr. C said. But then he added, 'Lukas, doing a circle jerk does not make you gay. Gay is something you will feel in your soul. Just jacking off with your buddies is just that....jerking off with your buddies. Gay would be something you feel inside you. Like when you see a handsome man you get butterflies in your stomach or your cock twitches. Or maybe like when he touches you, you want him to keep going. You want him to kiss you, you want his hands on you. It is like you cant get this guy out of your mind, you wonder what he looks like naked. You want to see him naked and you want him to touch you. To hold you. But it is not just to jack off. That is just a mechanical need men have.' All the while he was doing that, Uncle Terry was slowly moving his hairy leg against my smooth skin. He was also tracing his finger down my side, he was starting by my armpit and moving down my side to my waste band and then back up again. He was going so slow, I couldn't even see his hand moving above the covers and I was hoping Mr. C couldn't see it. But, holy fuck, my cock was leaking like crazy. It was silent for a minute but Mr. C then turns on his side toward me also. As I laid there on my back, I thought I was about to burst. So I finally said. 'Can I ask a personal question?' They both said in unison. 'YES' 'Would you guys. Well, would you guys mind. Or well, would you guys ever.' Uncle Terry said, 'spit it out pup.' 'Ok, could we maybe do a circle jerk now?' I then felt Mr. C put his hand on my pre-cum soaked underwear and rub my cock. Uncle Terry moved his hand up to my chest and started to circle my right nipple. I again let out a whimper. He kept touching and circling them and I moaned a little louder. Mr. C hooked his thumb around my waist band and pulled each side down little by little. He sat up and pulled them off my ankles. I laid there totally naked and rock hard between these two incredibly hot men. Mr. C shed his jock and I got to see his huge cock. I looked over and could tell that Uncle Terry was shedding his jock as well. Holy fuck, they were naked and laying with me. I felt so at peace. I felt so excited. I was so appreciative they didnt tease or make fun of me. It is just jacking off. It's not gay without all those other things. But I thought to myself about what Mr C said. I wanted them to touch me, I wanted to see them naked, I wanted to feel their hairy chests and legs against my legs. I wondered what their cocks smelled like. I loved how Uncle Terry smelled my neck, and how when he cupped my ass earlier, my cock jumped. Wait Lukas, focus.... you need to focus. This is just a circle jerk. They are just helping you get off. That is all this is. My dad's face popped into my head and said....'Stop thinking those sinful things, you little pervert'. Well, that it did. I shook my head and was back present with Mr. C and Uncle Terry. I was focused again. My cock was being touched. It felt incredible. My mind was reeling. What Uncle Terry was doing to my nipples was incredible. Both of them were totally focused on me. I so wanted to see them work their big cocks but they didn't even touch them. Wow, what self control they have I thought to myself. I finally asked, 'do you guys want to jack off too? I don't think I will last long' Uncle Terry said, 'we both shot a couple loads earlier and might later on...but we are good pup. This is about you. Just two buddies helping our little buddy out right now.' Mr. C said, 'Lukas, would you like to feel something really amazing?' As Uncle Terry applied more pressure to my nipples, all I could do was moan and say....'Yes, yes please Sir.' With that, he took his free hand down to my hole, he was circling around my butt. My butt felt so funny. It felt like he was turning something inside me. But what could it be? But it couldn't be...it didn't really hurt, if felt awesome. The sensation was crazy. It felt so surreal. But yes... it felt like something was inside me? Wow, my mind is just going crazy with these new feelings. Uncle Terry continued to work my nipples from slow circles to little pinches. He was kissing my neck, smelling me again. Oh fuck he is sniffing my neck again. He doesn't know what that is doing to me. Uncle Terry was holding and slowly stroking my cock with one hand and playing with my ass with the other. 'Lukas, you like the way your butt feels?' Again, Uncle Terry's perfectly timed tugs on my tits were driving me crazy. All I could get out was a whimper and a very quiet 'ya, ya, ya'. Uncle Terry was right at my ear and said 'yes Tony, he said he would love his butt to feel better'. Uncle Terry kept whispering to me. 'let go pup, let him play with that hole.' Mr. C was pulling on the plug that was in my hole and pulling on it a little bit and pushing it in, he was sort of fucking my hole without me having any idea the size of this plug inside me. The plug that was keeping all that sperm in me from the woodshed. Making sure that cum was working its way into my system. My moaning and panting and whimpers were picking up. I couldn't keep quiet any longer, I was feeling comfortable with Uncle Terry talking dirty in my ear and Mr. C was driving me crazy between my ass and stroking my cock. I knew I was about to shoot. I was grabbing the sheets on either side of me. I could feel my nuts churning. Mr. C knew it too. He could feel my cock pulsing in his hand. He was timing his stroking of my cock with the movements in my ass. He was in perfect unison. Uncle Terry was no stranger of what was going on in my body and he knew I was reaching climax. My ass was grinding into the bed, my legs kept instinctively opening wider and wider and spasming back closed again. My legs kicking like a horse every once in a while. Mr. C was rocking my cock and the plug, back and forth and Uncle Terry was really working those tits and talking into my ear about being a good boy for them. 'Oh, oh, oh my. Oh fuck. Oh god. Please? Oh fuck yes, please. Please let me cum. Please. Please, I need to cum. Oh shit....' and with that I opened my eyes and saw cum shoot a good three feet into the air. At that exact moment of my first volley of cum shooting out, Mr. C pulled that plug out of my hole. I convulsed not understanding what my ass was going through. I could feel my asslips open wide and blossoming open wide and then closing tightly shut. Trapping those loads in me. Volley after volley of cum shot out. The first three shots were all straight up in the air and 2 to 3 feet. They splatted back on me and Mr. C's hand as they landed. Eventually my cock stopped convulsing and I was panting heavy. Uncle Terry was kissing my head and my ear and my neck and just saying. 'it's ok, I got you, we got you, it's ok, just relax, just breath, we got you pup. He was now just rubbing my belly and settled in next to me. Mr C took his place back laying next to me. Both of them were running their fingers all over me. My chest, my stomach, up to my chin, through my hair. Just planting gentle kisses onto me. My breathing returns to normal and I was just smiling. The more I thought about it, the bigger my smile got. 'What are you thinking Lukas'. 'I am just so happy Mr. C, this has been the best day ever.' 'And how do you feel? How does your cock feel? How does your ass feel?' 'My dick has never felt so good. No one has ever touched it before. Heck, no one has ever touched me before. My butt feels so funny. It is all tingly, warm, wet and stings a little, but it also feels very empty.' Uncle Terry kissed my cheek and said 'lets get some sleep, we can see if it still feels empty in the morning and see what we can do about that then if you like.'

Part 14. Mr. Ali and Ahmed. I heard some commotion over by the door as Mr. Ali touched my ankle and ran his hand from my foot up my leg toward my crotch. His touch was so gentle. He stopped and grabbed the underside of my calf and again on my quad. He was examining my leg like a doctor would be looking for abnormalities. Slowly and intensely he moved over to my other leg and then my chest. He was looking at me like you would a specimen under a microscope. I was a little concerned and asked, 'is everything ok Mr. Ali?' 'Oh oh oh yes my little princess, perfect even. Not a mark, not a hair, not a blemish, smoother than silk and not one sign of use. Flawless skin and muscle tone. You are a perfect specimen.' Specimen, how funny, I havent heard of that since biology class when we had to dissect a frog. He picked up and stared at each arm, he had me roll a little on each side. It again tickled as he rolled me around on the mink blanket but when done, he tucked me back in like a mother would her baby. Lastly he sat on a stool between my legs and I could feel him pick up each testicle and my cock shaft and look, sniff, and pull slightly on the skin. Wow, what is this guy looking for? I thought to myself. I thought he wanted to play with my pussy, not just look at touch me and I snickered. I then saw him look toward my daddy and said...'Tony, he is perfect. Absolutely perfect.... museum quality. This is by far the finest one yet. You have come close a couple times, but maybe a blemish or a mole or a scar or some hair, but seriously, nothing. Once I send the notice out, there is going to be a bidding war. Do you have a number in mind? Please let me be the broker. I will only take 10%, please, that will be plenty.' 'I was thinking a million? Maybe 1.5? The recession is over and with the oil market doing so well, I think that's totally fair.' 'No, no, no, my friend, you don't get it. I said it's absolutely PERFECT. This is a one of kind quality we have to be prepared. I am think 10, 15, maybe close to 20 million, fuck, I can think of a few guys who have been waiting for theirs.... maybe more. You have no idea the rarity of a blond of this quality in my circle. This will be a different market than anything you have seen my friend. This is not something you ADD to your harem, this is something you REPLACE all of them for'. Mr. C had a shocked look on his face. I wished I knew what they were talking about, I could try and help. I am not great, but I am not that bad at math. 'Well, enough about that. My boys dick is getting soft and I might just keep him to myself, he is growing on me.' as he looked at me, winked and rustled my hair like he often does. 'Don't fucking tell me you are falling for him?...... Tony,...... don't be stupid, I have seen some of the things you have settled for, you don't need something like this. This is rare, this is special.' 'No, no, no, Omar, you dont get it, ..... he is mine, really, i mean he is MINE .' Daddy looked at me and said, 'right son?'. He picked up the bottle of poppers off my chest and I got a big cheesy grin and said, 'Thank you Daddy, Sir, thank you Sir.' As daddy unscrewed the top of the brown bottle, he said, 'now show my boy how good that pussy of his can feel.' Just then, there was a second man standing there next to Mr. Ali. 'Lukas, this is my little brother Ahmed. He is looking for a princess too. You going to be a good girl for both of us?' I chuckled to myself and then said, 'Mr Ali, I am boy, not a princess, or a good girl.' He said, 'please please please, no. In my culture anything with a pussy can be a princess. You have seen in the movies, how much we love a princess. She can be a female of course, but what they dont show in the movies is.... a boy with a pussy is also our princess. Understand? As I exhaled the hit of medicine my daddy gave me, I felt a warm glow, but also a sense of peace and looked at my daddy. Daddy nodded and winked. I looked back at Mr. Ali and glanced over at his brother and said, 'yes Sir, would you and your brother Ahmed please use my pussy and make me your princess? With that said, both in almost unison let their robes fall off the back of their shoulders. Ahmed moved over to the side of the sling and Mr. Ali moved up between my legs. My daddy was finishing my third hit of medicine and Ahmed pulled my left ear toward him and my lips came in contact with the head of his cock. It was huge and wet and covered in a thick layer of skin. He pulled the head of his foreskin back a little bit and slowly exposed the head of his cock. It was entirely glistening with precum. He pulled the hood back over his head and then exposed it again, it was less than 3 inches from my eyes and almost touching my lips. i could feel the heat coming off of it. I could smell it. I felt my daddy touch my left nipple. I let out a little moan and a slight whimper and my tongue went out and tried to touch the tip of his cock. He pulled his hips back and the cock was gone. It was a good 7 to 10 inches away now. I whimpered out, 'sorry Sir, I just wanted to taste it.' I heard Ahmed speak for the first time, he had a very deep voice and spoke little English through a very sexy accent. He gently put his hand on my forehead and said, 'you will be my princess,.. but I am in charge. I am always in charge. Now don't you move your head. Just do what I tell you to do. Understand?' As I nodded yes, Ahmed pushed my forehead back a couple inches and rested my head back on the fur. Daddy was right there with another hit of medicine. I slowly exhaled and felt Ahmed's cock getting closer to my face again. This time, I kept my tongue in my mouth. My head was slightly tilted in his direction and he started on the top side of my lips and laid his fat drooling man-cock right on my upper lip. He very slowly squeezed his cock as he painted his cock down my upper lip. He was squeezing and moving it down my lip and a long very think stream of precum was dispensed out of his cock and being dispensed down my lip. Once he got to the bottom of my upper lip, he moved that big thick hood back over the top of his shaft again, then pulled it back and traced and painted his way up my lower lip. Similar to redipping his brush into a can of paint to make sure he had complete coverage. It felt like he was putting lip gloss on me. I felt Mr. Ali, pushing his big cock at my hole. He was also uncut and super thick. He got down and started to lick my hole. I heard him say. 'Fuck Tony, I can tell by the smell he already has a big load of you inside him. I can tell the smell of your cum from anywhere. I felt his nose and beard rutting around my hole like a dog trying to dig his treat out from under a chair. I was lost in the trace as Ahmed circled my lips a couple times, slowly, gently, it almost tickled my lips, if felt awesome. I was so tempted to let my tongue sneak out for just a minute, but I didnt dare upset him again. As Mr. Ali stood up, it was like a sign to my daddy that I needed more medicine. I saw out of the corner of my eye Mr. Terry had gotten a fresh bottle out of the cooler bag and took the cap off. He tossed it to my daddy. As daddy open, it let out a small gasp of air like a champagne bottle opening. Daddy stood on the right side of me and started to administer more medication. Ahmed, on my left, was still busy tracing his cock over my lips and under my nose. My whole face felt wet with his precum. His right hand was slowly petting me hair and saying 'shhhhh, good princess, good princess, shhhhhh.' He moved his cock away to allow daddy to give me the medication properly. I felt his left hand go under my chin and rest on my throat. My daddy looked into my eyes, winked and said, trust me sweetie and let these men show your pussy a good time. As I exhaled after the fourth hit of medicine, I felt Mr. Ali pushing into my cum soaked hole. I felt my daddy put the poppers on my chest and both hands on my nipples. Lastly, I felt Ahmed squeezing harder on my throat. I kept my mouth shut like he said, but he squeezed harder and harder until I couldnt breath very well and I let out a gasp for air. As I opened my mouth for air....he shoved his cock into my mouth. Well, into my mouth and down my throat. My upper lip was buried into his pubes and my nose was being crushed into his lower abdomen. He held there and held there and held there. I felt him cup his hand around his cock as it was buried deep in my throat. He kept putting more and more pressure on my throat. I couldn't breath. I heard daddy say, 'go slow on my boy.' Daddy kept playing with my nipples, alternating from tender and mild to pretty hard and rough and it was sending wave after wave of pleasure through me. Ahmed said something to Mr. Ali in Arabic I assume and Mr. Ali, said, 'yes I have never seen such a sweet princess with no gag reflex. See how deep she can take it.' And with that, Ahmed pushed deep into my throat again, this time he kind of went in deep and pulled out, in deep and pulled out repeatedly. Then he went in wayyyyy deep. My daddy reached down and grabbed my throat. Daddy said, 'fuck, look how hot that is, yeah, push that adam's apple down Ahmed, oh fuck, sweet, yeah do it again, fuck yes, god that is hot Ahmed, you can see you pushing his adam's apple down further with each thrust.' In addition to my throat taking a good pounding, my hole was thoroughly being enjoyed and used by Mr. Ali. He had both hands up on the chains of the hammock and was lunging forward and pulling back. He would go from rocking his cock back and forth, to every once in a while, really slamming it in deep and hard. He kept muttering to himself in Arabic and English. I couldn't understand the Arabic parts of course but I could make out his comments like 'play with her titties Tony,.... look at those pussy lips swallow my gifted shaft,.... and its a beautiful flower opening up for me, it is ready to be fertilized,.... nurse my princesses tits,..... and going to seed that little princess pussy with my demon seed,.... Shaitan will thank me for giving this princess my gift,..... look how swollen those pussy lips are getting.' I thought boy I can see how women might not like that kind of offensive language, but my cock had never been so hard. 'This is going to be hard to hold out much longer my brother' I heard Ahmed say to Mr. Ali. 'I am right there with you little brother. Lets bring our little girl home. I am going to get her pregnant here in a second.' Mr. Ali panted in between strong long strokes into my boy hole. 'Oh fuck, oh fuck, fuck, fuck, fuuccckkkkkkkk' was all Ahmed said and I found myself just swallowing and swallowing. His load was already well down my gullet but it was just instinctual for my throat to constrict like a snake trying to swallow a mouse. He now more than stopped yelling when Mr Ali. just stopped. I looked down at him and he was clenching on the chains like he was holding on for his dear life. He was flexing so hard and the candle light really gleamed off his sweaty shoulders. But he just stood there, convulsing a little bit while flexing, not moving, so I asked. 'Is everything ok Mr. Ali.?' It took several seconds before he responded, but he let out a really deep breath and opened his eyes. He looked at me and said....'Oh yes my sweet sweet princess, actually, I am not sure if I have ever been this ok.' Daddy was still playing with my nipples, but more slowly and tenderly now. But he looked at me as I looked at him. He winked and said, 'you are a good boy and a good girl'. I smiled.

Part 13. My calling from God. I laid there in a heavenly state. Mr. Terry stepped away and said to my daddy, 'Now that we exchanged our gifts for and got our cherry, I will go figure out the order and a plan for the rest of them. You get him ready.' Daddy pulled up a stool next to me, i felt him arranging the fur blanket so I was tucked and nested in. After making sure i was comfortable he sat down on the stool and leaned in to kiss me on my leather hooded forehead. He used his finger to slowly and lovingly move my chin and the rest of my head toward him. I looked into his eyes and felt I belonged. For the first time, I felt loved, full and had purpose. He traced his fingers over my smooth chest and paid extra attention as he circled around my nipples. Stopping slowly to pinch, flick or just twist them very gingerly. He was staring deep into my eyes and me deep into his... as he said, 'Son, do you still feel the medicine or do you need more?' I still had my mouth covered with the hose. He reached under my head and started to unlace and unzip the hood as he commented, 'lets get this off of you for a little bit'. As he pulled the hood off my head, my ears and skin felt so connected to the room and space rather than distant. My head felt all sweaty as it came exposed to the cool air of the woodshed. As he petted my head and combed my hair with his fingernails, he looked back into my eyes and said, 'I am so proud of you, you took our horse cocks like a champ. Do you understand the importance and meaning of that?' I moved my head left to right telling him no. He took the brown bottle and held to my nose and continued to look inside of me. I started to inhale deeply and looked back. He knew when my lungs were full and without saying a word, closed my other nostril and moved the bottle to the other side. We just stared at each other without a word. He did this a third time and start to talk by saying....'I suspected when you told me earlier about how when you touch your nipples it tingles in your asshole. Do you remember telling me that pup?' i nodded. 'Well I guessed then that it meant that you are a very .... and I mean VERY special child of god.' Although i kept staring, my eyes got big and my head tilted as I was confused and I said, 'really? do you think? my father said I was a bastard and that god made me as a mistake'. He held the brown bottle to my nose again and said, 'Your father was wrong about a lot of things, this is the most important. God put you on this earth with a purpose, a very special and rare purpose. You see, almost all pussies are on women like you learned in school. And you remember what we know about women and their pussies? 'Yes, they harbor disease that will make men weak and sick and lure us to the eternal hell fire,' I said with confidence. He smiled, move the bottle to my other nostril and said 'exactly. Their cunts are dirty, poison and evil. However, every once in a while, every very rare once in a while,... very very rare. God will give a boy a pussy.' He put the cap on the bottle and laid it on my chest nestled between my two well defined pecs. He started to pet my head nice and slow putting my short blond hair back into place. He then nodded and allowed me to release the vapors from my lungs. He said, 'Lukas, I cant believe it, but you are one of those special children of God that has a boy pussy.' I smiled and he nodded and smiled even bigger and said. 'Yes, can you believe how lucky you are? Do you understand the importance and significance of that?' I must have had a puzzled look on my face of curiosity because he kissed the tip of my nose like a puppy and said. 'Yes, glory be to God, you have a boy pussy.' This is the greatest gift you can be offered from God. He paused and said, well second greatest gift, but I bet you have the first greatest also, it is just too early to know yet.' 'Wow, i feel so blessed, thank you for figuring that out for me, I did always feel different than my friends and siblings. Mr. C, this birthday is just getting better and better.' 'Oh son, this is just the beginning. Do you have any idea how having a boy pussy will change your life?' I became very puzzled by the question and said....'well....no, not really.' He picked up the bottle off my chest and gave me two big hits. I held on the second as he screwed the cap back on and returned it to my chest. Once he nodded I exhaled and although totally flying, I somehow still hinged on every word he said. 'Lukas, this means that you can help men. Any and all men that need relief for their cocks, some of us several times a day.' I felt my cock jump and he smiled again and said 'see.... Men will be so happy as they learn about your boy pussy. It means you can pleasure them with your boy cunt. Your beautifully bald smooth pussy can give their cocks great happiness, just like you just gave me and Mr. Terry.' He put his index finger on my hole and was rubbing circles around it while his other hand played with my titties. I looked down and saw my cock was leaking another big pool of precum all over my belly. As he continued to finger my hole and tweak my tits, he continued and said, 'Yes, men will come from all around, every man is going to want a piece of that pussy and you were put here to help them. It will be like the wise men and everyone coming to the stable to see the new savior. To help them ejaculate their cocks into you so they dont have to tempt fate but seeking the pleasure from those dirty cunts on their wives or girlfriends or other whores.' 'Oh like those places down on Front street?' I asked. 'Exactly, those and others, there is such a huge need for boy pussy. Lukas, do you remember Mr. Ali and all those men up in the house?' I nodded, 'oh yeah, I remember. Do you think even them could use some boy pussy.' 'Oh, heavens yes Son, many of them told me that personally, they have been waiting a long time to try and find some boy pussy.' 'Do you think any of them would be interested in mine? I mean, it is new and probably not all that good since I dont really know how to use it well yet and it currently feels very wet or messy and sticky.... but we could ask them if you think I could help any of them? He picked the brown medicine bottle up and started to prepare me for more hits. As I took my first breath in, he said. 'You know Lukas, the more you use your pussy and the more you share your pussy with others, the smarter it will become. In fact, it will begin to know what cocks need and want and it will learn to please them greatly. You know what else Lukas?' 'What daddy'. As he moved to the other nostril. 'It is even ok once you have had your medicine to ask a man if he would like to use your pussy. Some men will just take it, but others would find it so sweet of you to not only have a boy pussy but to offer it to them on your own. You dont have to wait for them to ask you. Understand? 'Yeah, I think so. But for now, I will look to you. If you wink at me, then I will know I should ask them....ok? He recapped the medicine bottle and returned it to the cleft in my chest. 'He slowly moved his hand up behind my ear and petted me again, and said, 'Yes, that is a great idea. Yes son, please look at me, and I will give you permission. That way they will know you are my boy and I give your pussy to them for enjoyment.' There was a knock at the door and Mr. C said, 'yes, enter.' 'Awesome, thanks Mr. C, I mean, thanks daddy.' 'Son, you remember our host, Mr. Ali?' I looked at Mr. Ali. He was standing there with his robe partially open, exposing that dark black carpet of fur. I looked at daddy and he winked. Even in my fog from the medicine I knew why he did that. Actually I knew and felt it as I looked at my own cock hard as a rock and staying warm in my puddle of precum on my belly. Therefore, I looked back at Mr. Ali and said. 'Mr. Ali, I have a boy pussy. Maybe you would help me and play with my pussy? I never knew I had it until today, but if you need some pussy, you are welcome to have mine.' He glanced quickly over at daddy and then quickly stepped between my legs still suspended to chains and said, 'I would enjoy nothing more pup'.

Part 11, I heard my daddy say to Mr. Terry, ‘Maybe should we bring him back out now from Dr. Brad’s spell?’ Mr. Terry replied, ‘fuck if you should, you have guys up there waiting for the word to come down, fuck you have me waiting.... and I need to hit that and tear it open wide as fuck’. I laid there in a heavenly bliss wondering but not really understanding what they were referring too. I was still flying on the magical brown bottle but more important to me, I wondered why my daddy stopped. It felt great with daddy laying on me and I it was hard to tell through my hood, but I felt him give me what I think were gentle kisses on my forehead and cheek and occasionally darting his big wet tongue deep down my throat. I felt his hand unsnap the leather cover over my eyes and when he pulled the leather piece back and over to the side, his eyes were staring right into me. The room was aglow with the candles flickering. I decided to ask ‘why did you stop daddy? That hurt a little but that felt amazing.’ He got a huge smile on face and brought his tender hand up to cup my cheek really gently through the hood and said, ‘you don’t know?’ I shook my head and looked deeply into his eyes seeking an answer. His smile got even wider and he said, ‘I am now even more part of you pup, my semen is sticking to the inside walls of your boy pussy. Soaking into the lining of your flesh and becoming part of you all over again. That seed that made you is now also reinvading your womb. You are mine now.’ I was puzzled by the response, was it the poppers or why is this not making sense to me? He bluntly said, ‘Lukas, I fucked my load deep into your guts. I shot my cum into you. I knocked you up. I breed you with my fucking sperm.’ With each comment he smiled brighter and gave me a kiss and rubbed his hand hood, trying to tossle my hair like he so often does. Understanding it a little better, I said, ‘Well what about a condom’? ‘Oh fuck no, there was no condom’ Mr. Terry replied. As I looked over at him, my daddy pulled my head back to look at him as he said, ‘there will be no condoms with you my sweet Lukas. Boys, well you in particular are meant to take sperm, raw, unfiltered, undiluted semen straight from a man bull nuts directly into your smooth perfect little snatch.’ ‘Oh daddy, they have these new things now that I learned about in health class called sexual transportation diseases or something like that and men are to use these rubbery things called condom and women are to use a pill. Then you won’t get pregnant or get kooties’. As he continued to lay on me, the poppers were wearing off and I could feel his fur on my smooth chest, his fur tickling my sore titties was making my cock leak like a faucet onto his furry belly and mine. I could feel the warmth of the puddle squishing between the two of us as he moved. He was still looking at me and had his finger gently tracing repeatedly down my nose and over my lips as said ‘Well Yes, I did hear about that on the news myself, but my sweet boy, do you remember me telling you about how warm and wet women’s pussies are and that they harbor diseases in their moist cunts?’ I felt my cock jump at that mental image and I nodded. He said, ‘well son, you have what we call a boy cunt and it was virgin until 30 minutes ago and their are no eggs in their getting fertilized so a condom isn’t needed now is it? I am trusting you are a virgin and don’t have any of those sexual diseases to give daddy right?’ ‘Oh gosh no daddy. I am not allowed to have sex with those women. My dad said, women and their pussies are the work of the devil and sent here to corrupt us.’ ’See you understand it, that medicine just made you confused probably, it can do that to boys sometimes. But I am glad we had this talk, but I know you trust me right?’ I nodded in agreement and a smile. ‘and I trust you realize that I am probably better at making the decisions for you, right?’ I nodded again. ‘And you said that although that hurt a little, it felt good too?’ I nodded. ‘Well then let’s get you some more medicine into you and maybe you could show Mr. Terry how your boy pussy can open up for his big Canadian cock?’ I nodded and saw Mr. Terry reach into the cooler bag and hand daddy a brand new magical brown bottle. Daddy stood up and started to undo the wrapper as he and Mr. Terry were starting to change places. Mr. Terry said to my daddy, ‘your phone has been vibrating like crazy over there on the table. Why don’t you go tend to that.....I got this over here just fine. Daddy put the freezing cold bottle on my chest between my nipples and said, ‘yeah I better send an update’. Mr. Terry picked up the bottle, opened it, and said.... ‘you ready pup for your medicine? Mr. Terry needs you to be a good boy for him and do exactly as told, ok?’ Looking at the pelt of dark fur on his broad massive chest I nodded and I reached up without thinking and ran my fingers through the carpet of fur, watching my fingers disappear as I raked my hand through the fur around his leather harness. I slipped both of my pinkies into the piercings in his nipples and knew to tug on them like he had mine. I was so preoccupied with his fur, I barely noticed as he pushed my left nostril shut and held the brown bottle to my right hostile, my nose knew what to do and I took a slow steady long inhale as my own chest expanded while I lay there on my furry blanket nestled into the sling. Over to my right I saw my daddy standing there, naked with his Dick still mostly hard. I smiled, felt a warm chill through me as the fur ticked my back and I closed my eyes and focused on taking my medicine from Mr. Terry. ‘

Part 9, There was a flicker of light and a candle was lit, then another and another. I was starting to see around the room, strangely, there were no stacks of wood, but instead there were cabinets with locks on them, a whole wall of pegs with strange looking things hanging on them. On the other side of me there were several strange looking wooden benches with padding, in the corner was black cross with handles on it way at the top and at the bottom. Behind me was another matching leather hammock, a bed, a big table, and several TV’s all of the place. On another table I saw the pie and wondered why they weren’t eating it yet, but then I saw the cooler I packed at Mr. C’s house with the bottles and cans and the paper bag that Mr. Ali had given me to bring to Mr. Terry. When I turned back around quickly I lost my balance a little bit again, I was so light headed but, I saw Mr. C holding some strange mask that looked like it would be used for going scuba diving. It was soft black leather with a long hose coming out of it. The eyes were covered with a black leather patch and it laces up the backside of it. It had two pointed ears on the top of it, almost like what a German Shepard dog would have. The inside was covered with black fur. As he started to raise it up and over my head he looked into my eyes and said, ‘are you ready for the best night of your life pup?’ I said, ‘yes daddy I am. This has already been the best day of my life, I don’t ever want this day to end’. ‘This is a new life you started today son, we will make all your days filled with as much love as you want to be filled with. There is no end to the loads of fun you will enjoy’. I got a big cheesy grin on my face and he said, ‘Son, do you trust your daddy?’ As I nodded yes, he slipped the hood over my head. I couldn’t hear very well and things went very dark again. He was pulling on the cords to tighten it. I muffled through the leather, ‘daddy that is getting really tight.’ He said, ‘Son, you need to relax, just take normal deep breaths and trust me.’ ‘Thank you Sir’ He said, ‘Son, when you call me Sir, it is to be said. Sir, thank you Sir or thank you daddy is fine too. Ok pup?’ I nodded and felt both of his hands cover my ears and rub my head, if felt so strange through the leather and he sounded far away because of the muffled sounds of the hood. I then felt myself being pulled by the leash a few feet and then felt a hand on my chest, to symbolize I was to stop. I had gotten use to breathing deeply into the tube when I felt the tube bend and this very strange smell started to occur. I felt someone put their hand on my head and pull me toward them, I heard my daddy’s voice say, ‘do you smell the medicine son?’ I nodded affirmative. ‘When you smell the medicine, you are to take a deep breath and hold it until I tug on the hose. When you feel me tug, you exhale slowly. I will repeat and give you more medicine when I feel you need it, you are to do the same with each one. Breath in very deep, fill every square inch of your lungs, you are to hold until you feel the tug, and then release very slowly but completely, exhale every little bit of air out, and I will repeat as needed. Now, I know you cant talk, but nod if you understand me, ok son?’ I nodded to the affirmative. I felt the tug so I exhaled completely and as I breathed in, I could tell I was getting more medicine so I breathed in very deep. It was several seconds this time until I felt the tug, I exhaled slowly and completely. Oh man, I thought I felt funny from the drink, that was nothing, I had never felt more light, like I was floating, and I got all tingly inside and felt warm in my face and chest. Wow, it was an amazing feeling, I felt like superman with great powers. As I started to inhale again, I could smell more medicine, so I repeated another deep breath inward. I was so confused, my head was flying, I wasn’t sure if I was standing or laying or floating over the room, it was like I was having an out of body experience, but I felt electric, I felt so alive, every part of me tingled and I felt not only my cock harden, but my butt was tingly and almost felt like it was on fire. I felt this strange feeling that I just wanted to be touched, touched all over me. A tug on the hose brought me back to reality a little bit and I exhaled slowly. I felt a cold metal thing against my skin and I felt a draft on my chest and then my back, I realized my shirt had been cut off. Then I felt like I was floating, oh wait, no I was being picked up and carried, wait my shoes and socks were being removed and now my pants were being pulled off of me while I was being carried. I felt a draft all over me, I think I was naked now? Wow, what a crazy feeling, I was still flying. This must just all be a dream or my mind playing tricks on me. Then I heard the chains of the hammock being rattled, similar to when I bumped into it in daddies rec room and the one by the pool. I was being lowered into it…. I think. But instead of cold leather, I felt a warm pelt of fur. It rocked like it was the hammock but they must have lined it with a fur blanket. It felt amazing touching my naked flesh, so warm. I was still so warm and the medicine was still giving me this rush of sensations that made every nerve ending of mine tingle. I felt the blanket being wrapped around my naked body like a cocoon. I thought to myself, that must be quite a site, my perfectly smooth hairless pale body against the black fur of a mink blanket. God I felt amazing. I just sort of burrowed into it until I felt my left leg being lifted up in the air. I then felt a super soft fur band being tightened around my ankle. My leg was lifted up and spread out wider as I heard a bucket snap it into place. I felt him pick up my right leg and felt it also being wrapped tight in fur and secured up and out of the way with a snap. I felt like I was just flying, but dangling there, but still wrapped in my cocoon. Things were still for a minute and then I felt the hose being moved again. Instinctively I exhaled completely and started to take a deep breath, sure enough, my hunch was right, the medicine was flowing again through the hose, I realized I remember that smell, it was from the brown bottle at Dr. Brad’s house. I didn’t realize it was medicine until now, but of course, he is a doctor, that must be why it had to be keep cold, I know my grandpas insulin was like that. I few second later I felt the tug and I slowly exhaled. The next breath was more medicine and he waited quite a while before I felt the tug. Man, I was out of my mind again with excitement, laying on the fur and feeling every nerve ending in my body firing was intense. I could feel my cock dripping precum onto my belly button. I felt my cock getting harder and bigger than it ever had. The feeling was intensified by the feeling of the fur blanket on the underside of my cock’s shaft as my dick lay on my stomach. Expecting a third round of medicine I breathed in deep. But it wasn’t medicine, it was cigar smoke, wait, I don’t smoke. I immediately start to cough and gag. I was so confused, and tried to utter to stop, but I had to breath. On my next breath in, it was more medicine and it helped me relax. It was a long time before the tug came. I exhaled and started to breath, there was a four dose of medicine but a pretty quick tug so I exhaled. As I exhaled, I heard daddy say ‘Be a good boy and take my breath into you son’. There was suddenly warm moist air that came into my lungs, he must be blowing his air into the tube and into my lungs from his lungs. Instead of a tug on the hose I felt a tug on my leash and I slowly exhaled. Then I heard daddy say, ‘you make me proud, now take my cigar’ and I felt my lungs fill with cigar smoke. I fought coughing like crazy and he quickly tugged on my leash and I exhaled. I heard him say, ‘Terry, did you see that, my boy is so fucked up he just took my smoke. It is time we have that pie.’ He is right, I was flying high as a kite and I again felt the tickle of the fur on my cock. I smiled inside my hood knowing I made my daddy proud. I then felt cooler on my chest and then stomach and then crotch as the fur blanket was slowly being pulled off my chest and off my cock. I felt very exposed and tingly.

***Let me preface this part of my journey by saying that yes I do hook up with a woman in this part of a story. But it really does tie into what happens later in the evening and I think its worth powering through it. **** Over the course of the next year Bob and I would continue to get together not as frequently but when the timing would work for us. It was also during this time that I would be going through a divorce (suprisingly having nothing to do with my Bi lifestyle) and moving out on my own. Living the life of a divorced father, kids one day a week and on the weekends. I would spend most of my evenings hanging out with friends for happy hour and dating on and off. I found myself home one Friday evening, not really in the mood for the bar scene laying on the couch watching a movie and drinking a few beers. Just relaxing and enjoying a quiet evening. The problem with that though is you tend to think about things and my mind was thinking that I needed a little action and the little head was agreeing. The problem was I wasn't sure for what though. My laptop was open on the coffee table, reaching over to grab it as I sit up on the couch opening the Internet browser it brings up my last few pages I was on. My email, Craigslist, and MH. I log on to MH and see a few emails, I check them and see one from Bob asking how I am doing and hoping to get together soon. I see that his icon is lit up so he is online. I click on reply but sit there staring at the screen, not really sure if that is what I am wanting tonight. I close it out and bring up the CL tab and see its still open on the W4M section, looking I see all the normal fake ads knowing that answering any of them will just fill my inbox with spam. I get out of there and open the M4M and start cruising the posts, but nothing is sparking my interest. So at this point I am starting to realize I am definitely in the mood for some female companionship. I open the M4W posts and see what the guys are posting and getting an idea of what I might put in an ad. (honestly never having posted one in the M4W before). I see they are not much different than the M4M ads guys with their junk hanging out looking for women. Clicking on the post an ad link I start to type what I am looking for. Now I have my preferences and they run towards a thicker woman so my post generally commented on looking for that. I clicked post and that was that. I honestly didn't expect to see anything from it and just figured I would be breaking out the lotion later to get myself off. I put my laptop down and went back to the movie and opened a fresh beer. About 30 minutes go by and I look over at my laptop and see my email is loaded up picking it up figuring I should delete all the spam I have waiting for me I start to click on the emails without even opening them and just trashing them, as I am going down the list I see one that catches my eye. "Are you really looking for a BBW" as the subject. Opening this one I start to read. If you are really looking I am too. Let me know. Clicking reply I start to type. Yes I really do like a bigger woman, Skinny girls just are not my thing. Very interested here, let me know. Clicking send I go back to deleting all the other spam in my inbox. After trashing them and my inbox refreshes I see a reply back from her. Yes I am a bigger girl so hope that is okay. I'm not fat but definitely not skinny either. I am really only looking to get my pussy ate tonight. not really wanting to get fucked. If you are up for that let me know, if not its cool too. IF you are interested can you send a pic? Clicking reply I start to type. Well was hoping for a little more, but I would love to help you out. I do love to go down on a woman, and I like to think I am good at it too . Here is a pic of me, can I get one in return? A few minutes go by and I get a reply back. Very handsome and I hope you are good at it, I am very horny and really needing a good licking. Here is a pic of me. If you like and want to do it, send me your address and I will come over. I open the attachment with her pic and my cock immediately gets hard. One she is just HOT! but the kicker is she is hispanic. I have a major weakness for hispanic women. I click reply, WOW you are very beautiful and yes I am very interested, adding my address I click send. Another minute goes by and I get her reply I am pretty close to you now and am familiar with your Apt complex. Will be there in about 5 minutes. My heart is racing with what has just happened. I honestly never thought I would get a real response to my ad and really just expected to end up stroking one off tonight. But then shes only wanting me to give her oral so odds are I will be anyway. I jump up off the couch and start looking around making sure my place isn't too messy, running back to the bedroom and looking in there I see all is normal. Bed made nothing on the floor. (Remembering I have OCD when it comes to these things) I start to relax a little. I hear a knock on the door and my heart starts pounding again, I can hear it in my ears. My palms immediately start to sweat as I walk over to the door my mind racing. What if I just told some Physcho to come over and I'm gonna get a bullet in the head when I open the door. (I seriously had never done anything like this from CL before). Looking through the peep hole I see her standing outside my door. My hands shaking as I unlock the dead bolt and door handle, I open the door and shes standing there smiling at me. "Well" she says "Good to see you match the picture you sent" Standing back I invite her in. She walks in and heads down the little hallway to my living room turning to look back at me she smiles again. "You're a shy one huh?" "Ye Yeah" I stammer. She laughs "And nervous too huh?" Laughing a little "Yeah just a little bit". Shutting the door and moving into the living room also. Getting a good look at her. She is pretty short 5'2" at the most and a little on the chunkier side but she has the most beautiful face and eyes. I can't keep myself from staring at her. Looking at me she says. "Well I will admint I am nervous too, I don't normally do this kind of thing, but I am really horny and really wanting to have a guy lick my pussy. I probably should have asked this sooner, but you are disease free right?" "Yes" I reply. "I am disease free and to be honest this is the first time I have ever posted on craigslist. I didn't really expect to get an answer to my ad." Smiling she says "Well I was nervous answering your ad, but my horniness took over. And sorry for my attire, I just left the gym otherwise I would be a little more dressed up. I did shower at the gym though." "No problem I say, as you can see I am in shorts and a T-SHirt and wasn't really expecting company." "Well I am really horny, you ready to eat some pussy?" smiling up at me as she says it. "Absolutely" I say in return. She turns and starts to walk down the hall towards my bedroom turning to go in. Me following, I say to her "You're pretty familiar with where my bedroom is." I hear her laugh. "I have a friend who lives in the complex same layout as yours." Turning into my room I reach over to turn on the light, but she stops me. "No leave it off please, I know you said you like bigger women but I am a little self conscience of my body." pulling my hand away from the switch and looking at her. "I was very honest with you about my preference, and I truly love the looks of a woman that has curves on her, but lights off is okay with me. I want you to be comfortable. Besides my eyes are adjusting anyway." "Okay" She says. hooking her hands in her waistline she starts to pull her pants down. "I hope you are going to get undressed too, I know I said no intercourse, but would love to see you without your clothes on too." "Sure" I say, "I have no problem with that." starting to remove my own clothes my eyes never leaving her as she finishes undressing. Pulling my shirt over my head I look back at her and see her there standing next to the bed. Her beautiful olive skin showing in the light that is filtering thorugh the blinds on the window. I finish removing my shorts and underwear standning before her, my cock sticking straight out. I see her staring at me, looking me up and down. "I will be honest with you, I have never been with a white guy before. And I have to say you are very handsome and I am very impressed. Maybe if things go well tonight I will get a chance to feel that in me." "I really hope so" I say. "You ave very beautiful and I have to be honest. I have always been attracted to hispanic women." Smiling at me she replies "Oh you like the latinas huh? you been with many?" "No" I reply, "I actually haven't. I just know I have always been attracted to them." With that she climbs up on the bed and lays back on my pillows, spreading her legs open. I stand there (with my mouth open I think) looking at her beauty. Full breasts moving down over her slightly plump belly further down to her shaved smooth pussy. I can see it glissening with wetness already. She crooks her finger at me and says "Get over here and eat me baby, I really need to cum bad. Come taste this latina pussy!"

So over the course of the next year and a half Bob (as I learned his name to be) and I would get together on a pretty regular basis. At least once every other week if not every week. It was usually pretty much the same set up. One of us would send an email asking if the other was available and then I would go to his place, undress in the living room and walk back to his bedroom. (I found out he liked to watch my ass as I walked in front of him). Then him telling me to get on the bed and point my ass in the air. With the exception of a couple of times it was always ass up and him standing at the end of the bed pounding my hole until I would either get too sore, or he would shoot his load all over my back and ass. The two exceptions were after fucking for a while he wanted me to flip over to fuck on my back. Now I have to say that both of those times were pretty hot, watching him with my legs in his hands as he pounded my hole mercilessly. Both of those times he pulled out and shot his load on my cock and balls. As I said earlier most of the time he would pull out and shoot on my back, but there were times he would be fucking me for 30 – 40 min and he would have to pull out because my hole was just too sore from his girth. This happened during three back to back sessions and I was starting to think I wasn't doing it for him anymore so after about 30 min I asked him to pull out. I turned around and asked him. “Am I doing something wrong? Seems like I can't get you off anymore. If you need me to do anything, please let me know.” He looked at me and started laughing. “No No. I don't think I will ever get enough of that sweet ass you have. Here's the deal. I always like to blow a load before I go to work, now I would prefer to be fucking your ass when I do, but if I don't hear from you or see you online by a certain time, I will go out to the patio and stroke one off. It just happens that the last few times you hit me up I had just shot one. Now I am never gonna turn down a chance to fuck you. You are always welcome here.” “Oh I said. Well that makes me feel better, was starting to wonder if my ass was too loose now or something. I mean you have definitely stretched it out.” Laughing. “I am surprised how quickly you can get hard if you had just came.” “Boy” he says “Just thinking about fucking your ass makes me hard” I will always fuck it when you are wanting it.” Putting his hand on my shoulder he said. “Tell you what, I know I can get another load out if I stroke it, how about we go out on the patio and stroke our cocks together, both of us shoot a good load in the nice weather we're having.” “Sure” I said, “sounds good to me.” Following him out of the bedroom down the hall and into the kitchen area. He points me to the basement stairs and says “After you.” I head down the stairs and into the basement. Looking around I see the couch and entertainment center, looking back I said. “I remember that spot” He laughs and says “Yep, gave you your first lesson in taking a thick bare cock right there.” Walking over to the back patio door he opens it and I walk outside with him following. “Such a nice day out. Perfect for stroking outside huh?” “Yeah I reply. Love this weather and glad the winter is over.” He walks to the middle of the patio and grabs his still hard cock and starts to stroke. Walking over next to him I grab my own cock and start to stroke watching him the whole time. Working his cock with his right hand his hips thrusting forward, head thrown back, eyes closed. “Yeah” he says. “Won't take me long to get one out. Won't be much to it since I came already but will definitely be some” His hips thrusting faster as he strokes that thick piece of meat. “Oh yeah I am getting close” he says. His hips going back an forth like hes still fucking my ass. “Fuck yeah its coming.” Then without even thinking I drop to my knees in front of him and stretch my mouth around his cock. “Fuck yeah!” he says as I slide my mouth down him taking as much as I can. Tasting my ass on his cock. Then without warning I feel the first spurt of cum shooting in my mouth hitting the back of my throat and gagging me a little. Sliding my mouth back I lift my tongue a little and catch the remaining shots in my mouth. “Damn that feels so good” I hear him saying as I swallow the load that is still in my mouth. Slowly moving up and down his length. Putting his hand on the back of my head he looks down at me and says. “Fuck wish I knew you like to swallow sooner. Wouldn't have wasted so many loads on your back.” Taking my mouth off of him, “Well to be honest it never even crossed my mind until you were getting ready to cum.” Just had the overwhelming urge to see what it tasted like.” Laughing he says “Well never be shy, you can always swallow my cum, just let me know before I shoot it on you.”

Turning around I kneel on the floor with my head and chest on the couch, I hear him stroking his cock with the lube, then him saying "no that's not right, grab a pillow and put it on the floor, then put you face in it. Need your ass up higher for the right angle. Doing as he says I grab a pillow and put it on the floor, backing up I get down on my elbows and put my head on the pillow. "Perfect!" He says as he kneels behind me. I feel his thumb stroke my hole and I jump forward banging my head on the couch. "Easy" I hear him say "Just relax, you are really tense. This is not going to work if you don't relax. Take a few deep breaths, I'm gonna lube your hole." With that I feel his thumb stroke my hole again then pressure and I feel it pop in me. I let out a little groan as he slides it in and out a few times, he takes his thumb out and a few seconds later I feel the cold of more lube on my exposed hole and his thumb goes in again. "See boy, nice and easy. Keep relaxing, we are both going to love this." I feel myself start to move with his thumb as he pushes it in and out of me. Then without warning he pulls his thumb from my relaxing hole and I hear him wiping his hand on something. "Point that ass higher boy" he commands me. I arch my back down feeling my hole getting exposed more. "That's it, just like that, you have a sweet looking ass and I know I am going to enjoy fucking it." My head is swimming with thoughts about what is going to happen, how can I take that cock? My only experience so far has been a 5" cock and even thinner than and what I would consider average thickness. I feel myself start to tense up again, my back arches up. I feel his hands on the small of my back pushing it down. "Point that ass up!" He commands again. Gone is the gentle guy from earlier. He is in command now and I am here to take his cock. I agreed to it. I again arch my back down my hole again exposed to the air. Then I feel the head of that cock just below my hole. He grabs onto my hips and I feel him start to push. I try to reach back and guide him up but as I do I feel the head move up on its own, and catch on my hole. All the while he has kept steady pressure so his head immediately pops in me. I let out a small yelp as I feel the thickness stretch me like I have never been before. My back immediately goes up and I try to pull away. I feel his hand pushing on my lower back again. "Put that ass up boy! Open that hole for me!. Just relax it!" He's applying enough pressure that my back goes down again. I can feel him relentlessly pushing on my hole. My inner ring is resisting the girth of him, but he does not let up. He takes one hand from my back and smacks my ass. The sudden sting takes my mind off the onslaught of his cock on my ass and I feel myself open for him. His cock is suddenly buried in me. "That's it boy, you got all of me now, I told you it would fit." Through the haze of pain and burning that is concentrated in my ass I hear his praise. He tells me to breath deep and get used to him inside if me. He's not gonna move until my breathing calms down. With all my concentration being on the club that just got shoved into me I didn't realize I was almost hyperventilating. I hear him say "sorry I know that was sudden, but it's like ripping a band aid, better to get it over with quick." As my breathing starts to calm, I feel him moving his hips side to side, trying to open me more for him. Telling me how sweet my ass is and how tight I am. "You have a great ass for fucking" he praises me. "Yeah you are starting open up now, can you feel it?" And he's right, the pain and burning are going away and I can feel his cock in me, feel the head in me twitching. "I'm gonna start fucking you now." And with that I feel his cock move in me. Slowly pulling out then back in. The pain I had felt moments ago slowly going away, my hole opening itself to his movements. He keeps up the slow pace telling me how good my ass feels and he really is enjoying it. It's at this moment that I realize he's fucking me bareback, and it's a completely different feeling from what I have had before, yes his cock is much thicker, but I can truly feel his cock. Feel the ridge of his head as it moves in me. I also realize that even though I felt the burning when he went in, it's now gone. I always felt a little burning when I was fucked with a condom from begging to finish. He starts to pick up the pace and get a nice steady rhythm going. I find myself moving with him, truly enjoying the feel of his bare cock inside of me. "You have such a sweet hole he exclaims again. Can you see why fucking bare is so much better now?" Yes I hear myself saying. "This feels so much better, I never realized the difference." Yeah he says "this is how true men fuck." And with that he smacks my ass again and picks up the pace to start giving me a good pounding. He keeps up this steady pace for a while, but I start to feel pain at this point and my back arches up. He notices and asks "starting to hurt?" I turn back to look at him and say "yeah it is now" and with that he stops and pulls out of me with an audible pop. I can feel the cooler air in the room inside of me and know I must be gaping a little. He looks down at me and says "worked your hole open pretty good, I hope you enjoyed it a little at least." I roll over to sit and feel how tender my hole is as I sit on it. Looking up at him I tell him "yes I really did, I honestly thought it wasn't going to work, but once the pain went away, I loved the feeling of you in me. Thank you for stopping when I got sore too." " I told you I would stop if said you to or if you got sore, I could tell so I stopped. I want to do this again." Looking him in the eye. "So do I"