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Approaching the building, Everett rang the 'nighttime service' buzzer. He was buzzed in and walked to the front desk. "Green salad and a smoothie, Lenny" He said passing the food. "Where is he?" "End of the corridor, last door on your left." He replied. "Just be warned, he's in bad shape." The corridor smelled of disinfectant as Everett made his way to his destination. Opening the door, he saw a gaunt figure in bed with a shock of white hair on his head. "I know it's past visiting hours, but would you like some company?" Looking up, the man said, "I haven't had any visitors in the three months I've been here. Yes, the staff will talk to me, but that's their job. Please, step inside and have a seat. To have such an attractive visitor is more than I dared hope for." His accent was definitely European, either Dutch or German. "Please excuse my appearance, I'm hardly looking my best. I'm Will." He held out a bony hand. "My name's Everett, but call me Ev, there's no need to be formal." He said, shaking hands as he sat at Will's bedside. "Given what you're dealing with, I think you look well. Quite handsome, if I might say so. Would you like to tell me about yourself?" Shocked that someone would take an interest in him, Will said. "I come from a small town in Germany, and aside from knowing I was gay at the age of ten, I lived a normal life. Having earned a scholarship, I was eighteen when I moved here. New York was everything I needed to be free and live as a gay man. While I did well in school, I found it wasn't what I wanted. I've always had a talent for music, so I joined a band, kind of a punk, grunge thing. I was the only gay guy in the group, but they didn't care. Our gimmick was our lack of wardrobe. We only wore skimpy briefs and mine left little to the imagination. To be honest, we weren't very good, but we did scrape by. Around this time, I met my man. Greg was sweet and sexy and most importantly, a slut like me, so monogamy wasn't an issue. Both of us were free to fuck and get fucked by others, both separately and as a couple. When the plague hit, we had a serious discussion and we reached a mutual decision to continue fucking and getting fucked bareback, leaving it to the luck of the draw. The draw hit me first and Greg nursed me through it. Big surprise, I was diagnosed with a med resistant strain. Because I loved Greg, I offered to go for safe sex, but he wouldn't have it. He had me fucking him five or six times a day until he got sick and I nursed him through it. We continued fucking around and being honest about our status. Believe it or not there were many like us. Greg wasn't as strong as me and he died in my arms five months ago. I went on a downward spiral and wound up here. Having made peace with myself, I'm ready for what happens next. If Heaven is filled with people who hate me for being gay, I'll gladly go to the other place. Sorry for being a downer, but it feels good to get it off my chest." A thought suddenly occurred to Everett and he said, "While we've only just met, if you've ever posed for gay porn under the name of Wilhelm, then I know who you are!" He hadn't given a thought to that brief part of his life in years. To have this man mention it brought a smile to his face. "Yes, I'm Wilhelm and I just did it for fun. I hope you enjoyed it." "Enjoyed it would be an understatement!" Ev replied. "I probably shot gallons of cum jacking to those pics! Your face is thinner, Wilhelm but you're still a handsome man! Would it be okay if I kissed you?" His smile broadening, Will said, "Trust me, I haven't kissed anyone since I kissed Greg goodbye, so it would be more than okay. I'd be happy to kiss such a handsome man, but you're likely to be disappointed as my mouth is quite dry." "Let me take care of that!" Ev announced, grabbing Will's chin to hold his mouth open. Once, twice, three times, he spit into his mouth. Pulling him closer, he thrust his tongue into Will's mouth. The spit did it's job and they kissed passionately. As they broke the kiss, Will took Ev's hand and squeezed it. "You can't know how much that kiss means to me. The intimate contact of another man has always been important to me. I must also say that you're a wonderful kisser and all this from a photo shoot." "Speaking of the photo shoot, there was a certain caption that distinguished you." Ev said, excitedly, reaching under Will's hospital gown. "There they are! BULL BALLS!!" Hefting them in his hand, he was amazed at how heavy they felt. "And that magnificent cock that goes along with them!" "You do remember!" Will said filled with mixed emotions. "Given a no longer magnificent cock that's only good for pissing, my BULL BALLS are pretty much useless. At least you have your memories." Extracting a yellow cialis tablet from his shirt pocket, Ev suggested, "If you agree, we can both have more than memories! That is if you find me attractive. Would you have fucked me before you got this?" He stood up and briefly pulled down his sweatpants to reveal a firm, hairy ass before sitting down again. His eyes wide, Will declared, "I would've fucked you before and if this pill works, I might fuck you now! But you need to think about what you're getting into. or more importantly what would be getting into you! This is no picnic! Not just AIDS but a meds resistant strain." With a pat on Will's bony knee, Ev reassured him. "Believe me, I've given this thorough consideration and if I had any reservations, I wouldn't be here. If you need any incentives, think of me as your living legacy, a new version of your toxic virus, fucking as your proxy! For me, carrying a piece of Wilhelm is lethal icing on the case." "You make a compelling case!" Will said, snatching the pill from Ev's hand and popping it in his mouth. "I never thought I'd fuck again after Greg's passing and it's like you're offering me a piece of my life back and a bit of immortality. Don't take this the wrong way but this is deliciously twisted!" To be continued

It was my day off and I really didn’t make or thought I will get much on a Monday. I was also busy with a lot of errands and driving around all day. I live like a few blocks from the beach. It’s so convenient to just walk down the street and there you are, a fabulous stretch of Pacific Ocean. On sniffles I see a bbc cruising for ass at the beach bathroom stalls. I quickly clean and agree to meet. It’s really not crowded on a Monday morning when most people are off to work. It’s been awhile since I’ve been fuck in the bathroom and I was looking forward to it. I go to the stall he’s in. He’s 5’10” 165 33yo. Looks like he was up all night and ready to call it a night/morning but needed to bust a nut in somewhere… anywhere… I went into his stall and started sucking his big dick, 8” of black meat. Hoping there’s no last minute condom. I’m throating his thick meat at the end of my throat. Taking the mix of precum (he had a lot) and spit goo, and applying it on my fingers shoving it in my hole to lube it. It’s a loose hungry cunt waiting for a good seeding. Not tight at all. He’s hard as s rock and dripping his baby batter. Its salty. I turn around and guide him in and he slides right in, no lube. I’m spreading my greedy hungry little pussy and he is buried deep. God… throat goo is the best lube. He goes in slow and deep. Not in a rush to cum but slow fucking to get his full use of an easy hole to breed. He’s taking his time to use me well. He grabs my waist with both of his huge big hands and starts gliding in and out as I push back and bang him to milk his seed. My hole is made for black dick to seed in. He softly moans and unload his hot anon seed in me. I turn around and suck his dick clean. He leaves without a word and I shove a finger in my loose man pussy, it’s hot and gooey. I taste his cum and god if tastes good, just makes me wanna get more dick and be used by random guys.

If you were wearing more than a "lone ranger" type eye mask, I'd probably pass on fucking with you, for the simple reason that a lot of my erotic attraction to a man is wired to the face. Faceless bodies just aren't hot to me, and fragmentary body parts even less so. And I get to see so very many of them these days on cruise apps LOL

4. The sun was incredibly hot, and the air felt thick with humidity. I was sheltered under a large umbrella by the pool, laid out in a skimpy speedo reading a mystery book. In the month since Jack and Danny had first fucked me I had steadily become more and more comfortable being naked or nearly naked in public. Really, I was only wearing a speedo because there were other guests at the hotel that weekend. For a week after we had first fucked there had been no one else here, it was just the three of us, and I had grown used to wearing just a jock around the property if anything. We all did. Jack and Danny would walk around naked or just in little shorts all the time. Besides the freedom I felt walking around in a jock it was also just more convenient. Despite the age difference my new daddies were just as horny as I was. In the ensuing month there was not a day that had gone by without my taking at least one of their loads, usually both, and often more than once a day. We had fucked all over the property. Firstly, in the different rooms, and then moving to the more public spaces. The day before the most recent crop of guests had arrived Jack had bred me right here on the pool deck. I loved it. I loved my new life as their boy. They both frequently told me they were proud of me, that they were impressed with how quickly I had taken to being theirs. It was perfect, I had never known I wanted this life until I had it; now it was all I could imagine. I sat up a little straighter in my chair and felt slickness between my cheeks, Danny had fucked me in the little room behind the main office just before I came out to the pool. My ass still felt tender and well used as I tried to concentrate on my book. I reread the page in front of me, and still didn’t ingest much of it. The wet feeling around my hole had distracted me. I had dick on the brain again. I looked back to the page, and with a concerted effort took in Agatha Christie’s weirdly racist character description. I was pulled out of an aristocratic English woman explaining to Poirot how this crime had to be done by a “foreigner” because it “just wasn’t something an Englishman would do” by a warm low voice asking, “is this seat taken?” Standing in front of me was a tall, broad shouldered and handsome man. He was younger than the daddies, probably in his mid-thirties. His hair was cut short and pushed forward in a carefree straight boy sort of way. He had a square handsome face, bright eyes, and dense dark stubble on his cheeks. His burly chest and strong abdomen was covered in dark, dense hair that swirled downward till it disappeared into his low slung shorts. His legs and arms were thick, and strong, he looked like he worked construction or something that required lots of heavy lifting. “Is this seat taken?” He asked again pointing to the other deck chair under my umbrella. I shook my head. “Cool!” He said, and moved over to the chair. He kicked off his flip flops and the unbuttoned his shorts. Under them he had on a pair of small, tight, trunks that left little to the imagination. I tried to make it look like I was just reading my book and not checking out his thick beefy ass stretching the fabric of his trunks taught, or the prominent bulge and obvious outline of his meaty dick. He laid back in the chair, pulled out a book, and tucked one arm behind his head. His exposed pit was as densely hairy as his chest and I cause a whiff of his scent. My cock stiffened a little in my speedo and I shifted one leg up so it wasn’t as obvious. “How long have you been here?” He said after a few minutes. “At the pool or at the hotel,” I replied, trying to sound casual. “Well both I suppose.” “I’ve been out here for about an hour, and staying at the hotel for just over a month.” “A month, damn. That’s a long time.” “I’m here for work, my boss knows the owners, so when she asked me to move down they did her a deal and… anyway I live off on the side of the property where not a lot of people want to book the room.” “That’s still a sweet deal. I’m just in town for the week. Family wedding. Everyone else is staying at my sisters or my parents but I could not spend a week trapped with my family. I need some private time,” he grinned. “So I found this place online, saw that it was queer friendly and booked Bungalow 8. Its over by the beach path.” “Yeah I know it!” “I suppose after a month you must know all the bungalows.” “Well… yeah kinda.” I blushed, he didn’t know how well I knew them all. “I’m Ryan, by the way.” He stuck out his hand. I shook it, his grip was firm, and his palm a little rough. “David.” “So how long are you staying? Or are you almost done after a month?” “All summer. At least that’s how long the job is for. After that I don’t really know,” although I hopped that Jack and Danny would just keep me there forever. “Oh good, so the eye candy will be around the whole time I’m here.” “Eye candy,” I stammered. “You heard me. I guess queer friendly hotel means the pool is stocked with cute boys to look at.” I heard Jack’s voice in my head saying “You know, if there are other hot guys out there you want to get fucked by you should go for it. We would love to eat a stranger cum out of your hole.” In a lower more confident tone I turned to the Ryan and said, “Well you can do more than just look if you want.” “Oh is that so?” “Absolutely.” I was completely hard now, aroused by my own boldness. Ryan shifted so that his crotch was now facing me. He too had become aroused and his little trunks were fighting to contain the swollen mass of his erection. “Think you could handle this?” I leaned over so that I was only a foot away from his face and said, “Why don’t you bend me over and find out.” “Alright boy, follow me.” He got up, and grabbed his things. He didn’t bother to put his shorts on, or cover up; he just walked confidently out of the pool enclosure with his hard cock displayed for anyone who passed by. I followed close behind him, trying to emulate his confidence. He led me down towards the beach path and Bungalow 8. He had left the door unlocked, and pushed me inside as soon as we got there. We both dropped our things by the door and he scooped me up with a strong arm behind my back. He pulled me forward and pressed me into him. His mouth found mine and his tongue worked into my mouth. I welcomed him, and we kissed hungrily. I wrapped my arms around him as his began to explore my body. I held onto his neck with one arm, and toyed with his round sensitive nipple with the other. We were both panting and groaning into the other’s mouth as we kissed. I already felt hot, and his chest was slick with sweat. The scent I had smelled for a moment back at the pool enveloped me. His pheromones were intoxicating and my lust for him grew as I inhaled. I was the one to pull away from our kiss but only so I could dive face first into his pit. I pulled his arm up and shoved my face into the furry depths. He moaned as I licked the salty sweat from his skin. “Fucking pig,” he said, in an appreciative low whisper. I sucked harder. Then I licked my way across his chest to his nipple. I flicked it with my tongue and was rewarded with another groan. I latched onto his chest, pulling at his tit with my teeth and tongue. He growled and held my head there. “Fuck yeah boy. Get on your fucking knees.” I slid down his body, dragging my tongue through the forest of hair till I came to his crotch. I hooked my fingers into his waistband and pulled his little trunks to the ground. What I found there did not disappoint. His dick was long and broad, with a big shining purple head. His balls were big and heavy, hanging low now that they were free. Dense, bushy pubes grew in a mass at the base and faded out into the rest of his body hair. There was basically no break between the hair on his chest, and the hair on his legs. I didn’t need to be told what to do. I opened my mouth and gulped down his cock. A month of being fucked by Jack and Danny had made me a masterful deep throater. I took him down the back of my throat with ease, and held my nose against his pelvis. He moaned loudly, “Oh fuck!” He put both of his hands on the back of my head and fucked my throat. I held onto his legs, keeping myself upright. I felt the powerful muscles in his thighs flex as he used my throat. This guy knew how to fuck. Ryan pulled his dick out of my mouth and slapped it across my face. My cheeks were smeared with spit and precum. He stuffed it back down my willing throat and started fucking even harder. Thick frothy spit formed around his cock and dribbled down my chin. He pounded harder and harder till suddenly he let out a roar and ropes of sweet salty cum flooded my mouth. I swallowed hard, taking his load down my throat. He panted as he climaxed. His hands shook, and he let out a little gasp as his dick feel from my mouth. “Fuck,” I said, “that was hot as fuck.” “Was? We’re not done boy. You promised me a go at that hole.” “You still want to fuck me even though you came?” “Does my cock look soft?” I looked at his still throbbing member. “Not at all.” “Exactly. Now bend over that couch so I can eat your ass.” I scrambled off the floor and did as he instructed. I got on the couch, rested my chest against the back, and presented my ass to him. He got down on his knees, his hands on my ass cheeks and let out a low whistle. “Damn boy, your ass is beautiful.” “Wait till you taste it,” I replied cheekily. He dove in. His tongue flicked across my hole and then easily slid inside. He lapped at my lips, pushing into my ring. Then he paused for a moment, and pushed his tongue in a little deeper. He paused again, then pushed his tongue deeper still. “You’ve already got cum in your cute little ass don’t you?” “Compliments of the management,” I said over my shoulder. “What?” “The owners, they’ve been fucking me at least once a day since I got here a month ago. They… well… they introduced me to getting fucked raw and I loved it so much I couldn’t stop. Danny had just fucked me when I got to the pool today.” “Fuck that’s hot.” “In fact… you’ll be the third guy ever to breed me.” “Fucking hell.” He stood up and bent over me. He kissed the back of my neck, and whispered in my ear, “I’m going to fucking flood your guts boy. Then you can take my load back to the owners.” “I call them my daddies,” I panted. “You like being used by older men boy?” “Yes! And I love being called boy.” “You’re just a horny slutty boy aren’t you?” “YES!” “Good.” I heard him spit and then felt his cock at my hole. He slid in easily. I was used to taking big raw dicks now. My hole didn’t resist at all, it just bloomed around his invading cock. I moaned, and pushed back into his thrust. “Good boy. Such a nice sweet hole. Fuck. You feel so good around my cock.” “Fuck me please!” “Yeah boy.” “Breed me.” “Fuck yes! Take me cock.” He started to thrust deep inside me, pulling out as far as he could and long dicking my hole. I let out a low whimper and gave into the pounding. His hands held my hips and he pulled me back to meet each one of his thrusts. “Oh yes! Use my hole!” I panted as I bucked back onto his cock. Sweat was dripping down from his chest onto my back. I could feel the now familiar slickness of cum being fucked out of my hole as he pounded me. He suddenly knocked me sideways, and with his hands on my hips flipped me onto my back. In one easy motion he threw my legs onto his shoulders and pushed his dick back inside me. He leaned down and kissed me deeply and he started to pummel my hole again. I felt like putty in his hands. I was here for him to use and unload in. I had become so used to the daddy’s dicks that taking a stranger’s cock was a stranger but magical experience. Taking their dicks had become, not second place, but second nature. It felt right and perfect when they slid inside of me. I felt like I had suddenly come home as soon as one of them breached my sphincter each day. Ryan however felt different, he felt like an invader. It felt good to surrender to a new man. He grunted as he bucked his cock deep inside me. His face was scrunched up and I could see the effort not to cum etched in his brow. He lasted a few more minutes, breathing harshly. A big drop of sweat fell from his nose right onto my lip. I lapped up the salty liquid. He grunted again, and then let out a roar. He reared up, pinning my legs to my chest, his back arched, his cock thrust as far into me as it could go. He looked like a Greek god, conquering some enemy for a moment. His orgasm surged through his body, and erupted into me. I felt myself being filled with his seed. It pumped deep inside my guts. I had taken my first load from a man who wasn’t Danny or Jack, and I love it. The wave of slutty euphoria that washed over me was intoxicating. “How long did you say you were here for?” I asked grinning up at him as he wiped the sweat from his face. “Till the end of the week… why… you already thinking about next time?” “Fuck yes is am,” I squeezed his softening cock with my hole making him groan and then chuckle, “That was amazing. You can fuck me whenever you want.” He slowly pulled his cock out of my hole, and we both gasped. He shook his head as if to clear his mind and smiled down at me. “As long as your daddies don’t mind sharing.” “They said they’d be excited to eat someone else’s load out of my hole. “God, they’re turning you into quite the little pig. You’ll be the perfect bottom when they’re done with you. You got your phone on you?” “Yeah!” “Cool, I’ll give you my number and you can text me. I’ll hit you up when I need to get off again.” We exchanged numbers, and I got dressed. “I’m going to enjoy filling your hole up this week.” He said at the door before kissing me one more time. About three hours later I was sitting in Danny and Jack’s flat drinking a beer in nothing but a jockstrap. Danny say across the table from me completely naked. His cock was still glistening after the quick fucking he had just given me. “Well if he texts you you have to go!” He said, after hearing the whole story of how I met Ryan at the pool. “Yeah? You’re ok with me getting fucked by him again?” “We want you to get fucked as often as you can. Ryan won’t be the only horny top this summer either. We’re somewhat of a hot spot for gays guys around here. If you’re up for it you’ll get a lot of use this summer.” “Promise?” “Promise.”

Had off on a beautiful Friday so tried the local cruising park. Unexpectedly slow but decided to hang and see. Did the usual naked from the waist down in my truck on the dead end street. A few fly bys but nothing good. Finally a slow cruiser goes by and waves. He turns around, comes back up the street so my door goes open with my hard dick showing. He stops and has his hard black dick out. He says haven't seen you in a long time....I said ditto to him. We talk and then head into the woods. Bare ass naked and swappin charged loads follows. We lay on the sheet for a bit when he asked if I wanted to go to his friends house with him who has a huge dick. HELL YES. About 15 min drive we arrive. We go in and there is a curtain glory hole at the door. As soon as the door closes a beautiful black dick comes through the hole....every bit of 10". Into my mouth it goes as my bud straps. Then he sucks as I strip. Into the room we go the host hugs and kisses both of us, goes down and sucks us both. Over on the sofa 2 other black guys are fuckin. I feel a finger probing my hot hole and the host says he wants my white cakes. Over to the sofa, bent over with a tongue working my hole till I feel that big dick head rubbing on it. Didn't take long till he was balls deep in me. A good pounding and my 2nd load of the day. One of the guys that was fuckin follows right behind him...bang load 3. I turn to sit and the other fucker sits on my dick and rides till I nut in him. It all goes for several hours during which I breed the host and get a 4th load. HELLO SPRING!!

This story is a work of fiction derived from my imagination and is for entertainment purposes. All characters are of legal age and all acts are consensual. I had just turned 30 when I got my test results that I was HIV+. I understood the risks of my slutty lifestyle, so when I found out I had HIV, it really didn’t faze me much; I figured my luck would eventually run out. My main concern now, besides my health, was if this was going to hinder my ability to get laid as often. Turned out, not at all. Sure I wrestled with the moral dilemma of dropping my toxic seeds in an hole, but I figured any cum whore understands the risks and if they are willing, who am I to judge. The day after the doctor told me I was positive, I was itching to get back on the horse as they say. I logged online and browsed some profiles. One particular add coughs my eye. He was young and cute. He posted he was 22yo, athletic, and he was a bottom cum slut. He also posted he was a “big chaser” and taking toxic loads was a major bonus for him as a cum slut. Needless to say I responded to his post with this: “Greetings cum whore. I noticed your add searching for toxic loads to impregnate your boi pussy. My fat cock has a “gift” meant just for you. I just tested positive and not on med’s yet so I am fertile. If you want to be my first willing recipient, let me know. My balls are full and ready to deliver!” I received his reply: “Fuck yah! I am so ready to incubate your babies inside me. Your dick looks amazing. You are so thick I’m sure you will tear up my pussy to ensure successful delivery of your toxic seed. When can you breed this hungry whore?” My reply: “The sooner the better! I have five days of biohazard backing up inside me right now. I definitely want to use you as my toxic waste dump now.” His response: “extremely excited to be used as a toxic waste dump Sir. Let me call in sick. I’m not really sick. At least not physically! Send me your address and I will be there soon so you can give me what I desire. It would be great if you could make multiple deposits into my mobil sperm bank Sir.” I sent him my address and he arrived within an hour. As he walked in, he told me he has been craving this for some time now. I told him my name was Tim and he told me he was Josh. I instructed Josh to strip and get on his knees on the sofa. He quickly complained with my demands. I told him for this to work better, I needed to be a little rough. He replied “yes Sir.” I dropped my shorts and used very little spit as lube; just enough to get the head of my cock into his cum craving ass. I was not gentle as I pushed deep inside him. I basically dry fucked for a moment or two, until his ass started providing a little natural lube. The only sounds he made was a mixture of moans and whimpering. When I felt myself getting close, I asked him “ are you ready for your first toxic load boi ?” “Yes Sir” was his response. As I began to fill his ass with my cum, I pulled my cock out so only the head of my dick was in him. I wanted my load next to where our skin was abrasively rubbing together. After I finished and pulled out of him and grabbed a butt plug I had set on the coffee table. We needed as much of my infectious spunk to stay inside as long as possible. I told him to get comfortable and we would repeat the process shortly. We chatted for a bit, giving my testicles time to reload. Although he was just 22 years old, I found him quite interesting. Typically, I never related well to younger people. After some time had passed, I told him I was ready to go again. I informed him I had to piss first, so I went to my bathroom. When I returned, Josh was already on his knees on the sofa. I stood behind him and told him this might be a little uncomfortable, but will definitely help the process. I had grabbed my soft bristled toothbrush from the bathroom. I popped the plug from his ass first. Some of my cum dropped out of his hole. I pushed what I could back inside him with my finger, than inserted my toothbrush inside his ass. I gently twisted it around inside him. I could tell he found this uncomfortable, but he never protested. There was some com and a little blood on the toothbrush when I pulled it from his ass. I pushed myself deep inside without any added lube. I pounded his boi hole fast and hard until I spilled my second load in him. Like before, I reinserted the butt plug and told him we would go again later. As I took a seat next to Josh on the sofa, he bent over and sucked my cock clean. WOW, I thought to myself. “What a filthy little whore!” We hung out at my place the entire day giving Josh as much cum as I could produce. Eventually he left to go home and I showered and got ready for bed. He texted me when he got home to say he made it. He also attached a photo of a piece of toilet paper with cum and some blood on it. He texted “I have a good feeling about us. I want to keep seeing you, if that’s ok Sir?” I replied “ of course. I would love a familiar hole to use on a frequent basis. Text me tomorrow and let me know what time you can come by for your daily toxic load injection.” I was at work when Josh texted me he would be at my place around 7pm. I got home and made dinner. When Josh got to my place, see immediately got down to the business of getting him “knocked” up. Than we enjoyed a nice meal together. I was actually growing quite fond of him. This scenario went on daily for several weeks. Josh texted me at work to say he was bringing over take out for dinner so I didn’t need to cook. He arrived about 7pm. When he came in he told me to take a seat at the table because he was going to serve me. He said he was starving and wanted to eat before we got down to the business of breeding. No problem I told him. When he came in with the food, he was was stripped down to just his white Calvin Klein underwear. What a sexy little fucker I thought to myself; well fuckee actually. After dinner, Josh told me to go to the living room and get comfortable. I herd him tell me from the other room for me to close my eyes; he had a surprise for me. I did as he requested and soon I felt him sit down next to me. Than he said I could open my eyes. He had placed a bottle of champagne and two glasses on the table. I asked him what was up he looked into my eyes and told me he found out today that he was “pregnant”. He looked so happy, and than he hissed me. We popped the champagne and celebrated! He then wanted to know if I’d be his boyfriend. I answered yes, I’d love to be his partner. I thought back to when I found out I was positive, wondering if I still have hot steady sex. I never imagined I’d have a hot lover so soon. He mentioned it was ok if I wanted to knock up other guys. He admitted he thought it was really hot thinking about me being with others who wanted my toxic cum. I got so excited thinking of us having raw sex with other chasers that I took him right then and there. I came twice in his beautiful hole. Later, we logged online to see who we could find to help join the club!

Today a 24 year old guy was local and said he liked bears and described himself as a domtop. I am not especially into verbal or roleplaly but I do like a skinny young guy who likes to top older hairy guys so I invited him over and over he came, he was quite verbal, but also very enthusiastic and an energetic fucker, after he blew a load in my ass, I asked him if he wanted me to cum, he said I could only cum after his second load, which he then gave me, he then worked his two loads deeper into my ass with his fingers to get me to blow all over myself. Then he said thanks, showered and left. Working from home has its benefits!

This will be a couple parts, maybe more. "I'm your little slut, give it to me baby." Says my wife as she's climaxing. I quicken my pace and hurriedly pull out before blowing my own load. We have a quick cuddle before Jane is rolling out of bed for work. She has just enough time for a piece of toast, a kiss, and an I love you before heading out. I'm lucky to have a couple days at home to work ever since the pandemic. What my wife doesn't know is I'm not entirely straight, and 5 years later all I get are these off days to jerk off to some gay porn to keep my own fantasies at bay. We met out of high school, so I never had the chance to experiment with any guy. I mean, I enjoy being with her, but it just never feels complete when I orgasm. Our phones announce when we're home on the Alexa, but just to be safe, I chilled in front of the tv with a few beers. After an hour I grab my phone and start searching pornhub when my cock twinges I something in the corner of the website… an ad for a popular gay dating app. Feeling hornier than usual, maybe I'll take a few pictures and see if anybody even thinks I'm fuckable. A somewhat drunk few minutes later and I had a profile with pictures of my naked 5' 6" inch, 115 lb round ass. Within a few minutes I had quite a few dudes chatting me up. These men wanted me, and I was getting harder by the second. I blew my load to one dude who wanted to hold his seed inside me till it kept whatever that meant. I clean myself up and start making some lunch when I hear a knock at the door. Confused, I open it to see my apartment manager Brad. He smiles say "Hi Dylan" and hands me an envelope. As I'm opening it, I say "By the way, our dishwasher sometimes stops if y'all…" Oh my God. Oh fuck. In this envelope are my pictures I just posted on the app. "By the way, those apps are location based, and you plastered your hole all over for 'us' to see". "Us?" I question, panicked. "Surely you don't think your the only one who likes to fuck dudes here right? They all know. In fact I only rented to you because because we wanted your ass. Have you never noticed your neighbors poor boy? Almost all fucking dudes you idiot, we all live and fuck here. I was starting to think you might be straight after all, and then I see your face pop up on there." "P-Please don't tell my wife" I stammered "Just delete the pictures and pretend this never happened." "Did you not hear me faggot, if I want your hole it's mine and I'll show your wife if you disobey. Who's your daddy now cunt?" Brad said forcefully while starting to unbutton his pants in my living room. What could I do but say "You are" as a massive, still growing cock flopped out in front of me. "Suck it before I tell your wife what a bitch you are." As he presented his cock to me. I was a little shocked and couldn't move until he started to pull out his phone. Scared, I grabbed it his shaft, opened my mouth, and tasted my first cock. Somewhat salty, but not unpleasant. I began to work my mouth up and down, wrapping my tongue around him. "Boy was born to suck cock, my god, I'm gonna love filling this toy. Is that what you are? A fuck toy?" "Mmhhmmmm" I try to mumble around his cock. "I didn't fucking hear you" Brad says. "Yes, Daddy" I quickly say. Why did I say that so easily, oh my god. "Good boy, now strip and let me see that round ass of yours." I strip my shorts and shirt, suddenly feeling more vulnerable than ever. Brad tells me to bend over the couch as he pulls a bottle of lube from his pocket. Bent over, I can't see but I can feel his hand slowly touch my ass with cold wetness. He presses on my asshole with his finger and my cock twitches. "Did you like that slut?" He says. "Yes S-Sir" I reply, as his finger enters me. Fuck it actually feels amazing. He stretched me slowly with one then two fingers before pulling out. There was nothing for a moment and then I felt something largely slowly rest against my open hole. "This is my cock boy. It's raw, don't bother asking for a condom. I know you need it, I can see your cock hungry desperation.". Brad laughs deviously before saying "I'm gonna make you mine in more ways than one" as the massive head at my hole begins to stretch it painfully. I feel the head pop in and Brad slides in deeper and then deeper. Pain starts to disappears into ecstasy as my ass relaxes around his girth. He begins to fuck me slowly, making sure to fill me completely. "Fuck, I can feel you thrusting back, you like this don't you? Is this what you wanted, to be fucked like a little bitch? Feels good doesn't it to please a real man?" As his thrusts turn into a rhythmic pounding of pleasure in my hole. "mhm" I whimper, "fill and use my little hole". I feel two hands reach from behind and wrap their fingers around my throat and brad's face get close to my ear to whisper "I'm going to fill your tight little pussy with my seed boy, you're going to be mine forever. My seed is going to breed inside of you. Is that what you want you filthy little faggot? To be bred? He's fucking me senseless and I'm struggling to even think of words to say. Before I can speak, I feel one of his hands loosen from my throat as he turns my face towards him and slaps my face hard. I see his face and gone is the friendly smile at the door, replaced with a hungry, desired grin like I'm not even human anymore. Just a fuck toy, his fucktoy. He raises his hand again and says "I asked you a question cunt". "Fill your little cumdumpster daddy, leave it all inside me". I shamefully whimpered. Brad thrusts become slow and powerful and finally stop balls deep in my ass as I feel his entire cock twitches and pump his seed deep into me. I felt the last of him drain … as he slowly started to work with my ass again. His cock working his cum deeper and all around my ass was too much, my cock can't contain the torrent of seed that spills from me. Brad pulls out and pink cum begins to drip. I felt used and abused, but the cum dripping out of my ass and my still shuddering body make me want more. "Fuck, that was the tightest ass I've had in while and it's mine forever. My seed is already mixing with your blood, it's too late for you. We're gonna breed you around the complex boy." It sets in, this man just fucked me with a raw cock, and now I'm seeping with his juices. Panicked I think to myself, is he infected with something. Am I now? Brad as if he read the panic on my face says "Now do you know understand me when I say you're mine forever cunt? My cock is filled with poz HIV cum. No matter who you fuck now, it's my seed you are spreading. Before you clean that filthy hole, let me take a few pictures for your profile. I want to see every load you take on this app too, got it?" He says while dressing. "I understand, just please don't tell my wife." "Continue to serve me well, and we'll see. You've got a few hours alone to think about what you've done and what you are before sweet little Jane gets home." Brad says as he turns to leave. He closes the door and I'm alone with my shame. Brad was wrong about one thing, I had a few hours to consider my depravity but not alone. Shortly, I heard a sound I'd be hearing a lot from now on, *Knock knock*. My next master is here to service, and I want to please. Continue?

The better kisser the bottom is, the better top I am..... Guy I hooked up with last weekend for the first time told me afterward that I made him love kissing again. And he was a good enough kisser that I gave him two loads in fairly rapid succession. And even though he's a bottom who prefers his dick be ignored by the top, I did note (and he commented later) that he was precumming when I was making love to him and kissing him.

I would love to be dr*gged and r@ped for all I'm worth. Used and abused, coming in and out of consciousness. Then when fully aware, shown video proof of what was done and it starts all over again.

Chapter 41: Happy Trails The two of us started walking towards the trails with our cocks and balls swinging between our legs. Dad was correct in applying the bug spray, but not on our cocks. If it wasn't for them swinging, our cocks would have been sucked by many mosquitoes already. We arrived to the head of the three trails. The first was called Fantasy Lane. The sign described it as an approximate 1 mile trail leading to the World Famous Fantasy land. It continued by saying there are play stations along the trail, and most are free to use first cum first served. It did say one spot was free unless rented out with a private rigger there. It indicated that riggers had the right to ask you to leave that play station. In big bold letters the sign said all acts on this trail are to be consual by ALL involved in any sexual activities. The sign then said keep our trails clean, and use cans provided for condoms. Of course someone wrote, " Who uses condoms here?" The other 2 trails were just numbered Trail 1 and 2. The sign said these trails were intended for naturists, and sex was prohibited from dusk to dawn. The sign said trail 1 was approximately 1.5 miles, and went through densely wooded areas with some sections being a boardwalk. Trail 2 was approximately 2 miles and went through highly wooded and swamp areas, with boardwalks and bridges over small streams. Both trails would end at the beautifull lake named Cuminme.

About two days ago I met a super sexy younger guy at the gym sauna. He came in wearing just some black boxer briefs and this dick was like outlined like full HD detail. My eyes darted to it and I got caught up staring. He sat across from me. After a min he was like yo you play football or something I was like nah. Played some sports in HS and then been working out. I asked him same question he said football and basketball and hitting the gym. His body was shredded slim and ripped small waist. Told him his body is legit goals he said I look good too told him yeah he’s just better. He laughed. Asked him if he gets a lot of pussy . He said mostly ass but definitely pussy too. Asked him what he meant he said he’s Bi. Told him me too. Asked him how big he is cause he looks massive. He said 10.5 I was like holy fuck man you winning the genetic lotto. Face body and dick like 10/10. I said I’d be crazy not to ask if he down to fuckaround. He said hed be down. He said let’s go over to his place no one should be home. So we got dressed went to his place . I pushed him on the couch and we started making out. I reached in his shorts and grabbed his dick. Started jerking him off and stripping him. Pushed him back leaned over and started swallowing his dick. He reached down and started teasing my hole. After a few min I straddled him and placed his dick on my hole and started pushing down on his head. He grabbed me by the waist. He asked me if I want it raw? I just pushed his dick inside me and slowly took it down to the base. I moaned out and so did he. Started riding him slowly getting faster and faster pulling out about half way then pushing back down. His dick was huge felt it so deep in me. We were both moaning. He said let’s go to the bedroom. I pulled his dick out and went to his room he pushed me on my back and put his legs on his shoulders and pushed in me started giving me those full length deep strokes. Started really pounding me. Told me to get on my stomach and lift my ass up. I flipped over and he started pounding me from the back. I pushed him back and spun around in his dick and started riding him again. My dick smacking and grinding against his abs. He started breathing heavy. He said he was gonna cum ! I buckled down and I started riding him hard and deep. He said bruh I’m gonna fucking breed you. I grabbed my shoulders pulled me down and started fucking me hard meeting my thrusts. Soon he let out a moan and started filling my hole. He shot multiple times inside me. My dick was solid so I asked him if his little ass could handle me as I slid his dick out of me. He pointed at the line on his night stand and said let’s see how it feels inside him. I got my dick lubed and his legs spread. I pushed against his hole and slowly pushed up inside him while he moaned. After few position changes he was begging for my cum so I pinned him down and filled his ass up. We chilled for a bit to catch our breath. Told him I’m gonna head out before his roommate showed up. I was just about to get off the bed when he pulled me back said he want my hole one more time. Lubed his dick and got back inside me. Fucked me I rode him. His roommate came home and knocked on his door. He said I’m busy and we kept fucking. This time he pinned me on my back pushed his dick in me and told me to take his cum. We got dressed and he walked me to the door after which I left.

I was pleasantly surprised when I got a message from a guy on Kik named Brody seeing if I was interested in a hookup. It had a body shot that was pretty not, smooth hairless blonde guy with a nice defined body, long thin uncut cock, said he was 26 and needed release. No face pic as he said his friends didn't know he hooked up with guys and didn't want that to get out. He said he could host but that we had to be done before his roommate got home after 5. He said he usually uses condoms with hookups until he knows or trusts a guy, but was cool for fucking me raw if I wanted it that way, admitting he prefers raw and that he was pretty country and white trash. I didn't want to ask what he was doing at home on a workday but really didn't care. I just wanted the loads. When I asked how he wanted my load he said "we'll see" so I was hoping at least he'd jack me off or suck me off. I got his address and headed over glad he was close by so in case it was fake I didn't have a lot of travel invested. But white trash is what I like so I as willing to take my chances. The apartments Brody lives in are pretty sketchy and I was kind of wondering what I'd got myself into, hoping I wasn't gonna get rolled. I knocked on his door and soon enough he answered and I was shocked at how much taller he was, probably 6'4" or so and a really good looking guy with longer blonde hair and a deep stoner country sounding voice. I went in and sure enough could smell weed and saw a lot of empty beer bottles and cans around in the living room. I don't mind that in a guy, it certainly makes them less inhibited. He introduced himself and awkwardly shook my hand asking if I wanted a beer or some weed first. He went to the fridge to get beers and said for me to get comfortable and I was tempted to take off my t-shirt but decided against it before finally taking it off since he was shirtless and just wearing a pair of nylon shorts. As he came back to me I could see his cock tenting in his shorts and was glad he was as horny as I was. As he went to sit down on the couch he pulled his shorts down and I could see his massive semihard cock. As he sat he smiled over at me and handed my beer saying he might as well get comfortable. I was SO tempted to reach over and start stroking it or sucking it but wanted to play it cool. "So you do this often" he asked, which always makes me squirm as there's no good answer really. I jokingly said not as much as I want, which is true, and he chuckled softly at that saying he felt the same way, admitting he'd like to get a lot more release than he's getting and I noticed he was stroking his cock. For some idiotic reason I asked if he kissed and he laughed a kind of sarcastic laugh and asked if I wanted that and I said I did. And he pulled me in to kiss him and I could feel him move my hand to his cock. I could feel his breath quicken as I started stroking his cock. I worked him for a bit that way and he suggested we move to the bedroom and I followed him in. Seeing his living room and bedroom I could only guess Brody was straight or bi as his bedroom was a mess with various dirty clothes here and there and strew with dirty dishes, cups, and other stuff and a big bottle of lube on his nightstand. His bed was rumpled and it was pretty clear there were cum stains on the sheets, so either he was fucking guys pretty regularly, getting fucked regularly, or maybe a bit of both. I didn't care honestly. I lay down on the bed and to my surprise he swung his cock up to me and moved down to suck my cock, starting out with us 69ing each other. I had no idea he wanted to suck my cock and was doing everything I could not to cum too quickly. He was trying hard not to fuck my mouth too hard and honestly, he had a lot of cock to suck and was precumming like crazy. I know I was precumming like crazy and could hear him moaning with delight saying how good I tasted. All I could think about was how bad I wanted to cum in his mouth so he could taste more. His cum was a little nasty and funky tasting so I was glad I agreed to get fucked rather than suck him off. Without warning he swung his legs off me turning around to face me, asking if I was ready to get fucked. I said I was and he asked if I had any condoms and I said I didn't and a little confused as I said I was cool for raw. I told him I was cool for raw and that he could cum inside me and he reaffirmed saying he was cool with that if that's what I wanted as he pumped some lube in his hand and started greasing up his cock and fingered it into my ass. I a kind of cocky way he reminded me his dick was pretty big and to let him know if it started hurting. I said I would and could feel him slowly and steadily forcing his raw cock in me and honestly, felt like I was going to lose consciousness as more and more of him entered me. He was telling me how hot and tight my ass was and how bad he wanted to cum in me and was asking if I liked his cock and wanted his load. I could barely breathe but was telling him how much I loved his cock, how big it was, and how bad I wanted his load with an enthusiasm that lit his face up. I hadn't even asked his status and I was so driven by desire to take his loads I honestly didn't care. He had my legs over his shoulders as he was pounding his cock in me and I was mesmerized by how his hair moved as he was pounding me and intense thrusts of his cock deep inside me. I found myself begging for him not to pull out and cum inside me, which made his face light up with an amazing smile as he murmered "not a chance I'm gonna pull out". His eyes were rolling up and I could feel a shift in his breathing and I figured he was close to cumming, which got me into overdriving telling him not to pull out and to cum inside me, telling him how bad I wanted his load. I heard a loud groan from him and could feel the blast inside me as he let loose his load balls deep inside. I was yelling "fuck yeah" "don't pull out" and "cum inside" frantically as he did. I loved that this trashy boy had just planted his seed deep inside me and wanted him to use me all the time if he needed release. He leaned down to kiss me as he finished stroking and I told him any time he needed release I would take it, and told him how hot a fuck he was. He smiled and thanked me and leaned back up, saying how hot a fuck I was and he was now stroking my cock saying it would be hot if we could be a regular thing. He'd been inside me still but now slid out and and was stroking me more, pumping some lube in his right hand and switching hands to make it easier to jerk me. To my suprirse I saw his right hand move to his ass and he shifted his pelvis so now he was closer to my belly button and I could feel him guiding my cock head to his hole. I could feel my cock enter him and see the look of delight on his face as it did. He'd been cagey about me fucking him but now it was clear he not only wanted to get fucked but wanted it raw. I wasn't about to disappoint. Maybe he was planning to get off my cock as I was close to cumming, but I had no idea. I was tempted to ask him to beg for my cum but was worried I might scare him. I was going to let him take the lead but know I was down for an "accident" if need be. But he soon dispelled that by yelling out "fuck yeah, cum in me, give me your load!" with an enthusiasm that shocked me, followed by him telling me how good my cock felt in his ass. I loved that this stud has asked me nothing about my status and even after talking about condoms was just taking me raw and loving it. I decided to push my luck and for him to beg for my load. To my surprise he did and with an intensity that made me believe it. Looking at the stains on his sheets I was guessing more than a few guys had bred his ass raw and loaded him. Like me he probably lied about how slutty he is just so a guy would breed him and his hole. I'm guessing as soon as I was done breeding him he'd have another guy over to breed him raw too. And if he was so eager to let me breed him raw he was probably taking raw off countless guys. I'd turned myself on so much thinking of this that I blew what had to be a massive load in his ass and saw his face light up as I did, begging me to stay inside him and every drop pulsed inside him. He was still riding me and frantically jerking his cock and soon sprayed a massive load that covered by face, hair, and chest. It had been a long time since I'd seen a guy cum that much as he absolutely showered me with his jizz. He laughed and collapsed on me apologizing for how worked up he'd gotten, smearing his cum between us. He told me to eat his cum and I did as told, wiping up his cum off my body and eagerly eating it, fingering some into his mouth which he also ate. He slid off my cock and was soon licking his cum off my body and snowballing it in my mouth to my delight. We were enjoying that and I could hear his phone go off with some kind of alert. Sadly, he told me I needed to get going and I was pretty bummed as I wanted to load his ass again. I asked if I could quickly shower and got a firm 'no' saying he needed to shower and again saying I needed to go. I was a little skeezed out as I was pretty much still covered in cum on my face and hair but knew I had a cleanup towel to wipe most of it off. Brody pretty quickly ushered me to the door and I grabbed what was left of my beer and quickly pulled on my shorts and t-shirt to leave. Furtively I asked Brody if we could do this again and he said "sure, yeah" as he shoved me out the door without a kiss. I felt like I was too needy but also hoped I'd hear from him again. That he'd taken me raw too let me know he wasn't all top or bi or straight as he'd let on and much hunch is I'll hear from him again.Why did US ship commanders shave their head before battle during the Spanish-American War?

@versmetropig - this gives a whole new meaning (and altoGeTher kinKier and hoTTer) to crucifixion ...

HIV positive here since 17 years old not sure what my viral load currently is although it was over 3million when I first was diagnosed as Hiv positive with AIDS like illness. I was not surprised at all, actually i thought it would have been easier to get Hiv since I was constantly receiving Hiv positive loads for years from thousands of casual men looking to breed anonymously. I was always happy to be used and except that Hiv is just a part of being a submissive homosexual teen rentboys reality.

Taking loads on naked day. Sling, gloryholes, anywhere there’s raw cock for my slutty boy hole.

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

"Deliciously twisted." Ev repeated. "To hear these words from Wilhelm, my porn god and idol is high praise indeed. Normal is boring and nasty is much more fun! Why not be twisted when I'm far from straight?" With a chuckle, Will said, "Fuck, it feels good to laugh again. Before all this, I described myself as deliciously twisted and it pleases me to see you taking my place. Unfortunately, Wilhelm is a mere shadow of your porn god and idol. Look under this garment and you'll see an emaciated shell of a man. Maybe it's karma for my ancestors disgusting history during the Holocaust, but I look like an Auschwitz survivor." Lifting Will's shoulders, Ev untied the laces in the back of the hospital gown and removed it, letting it fall onto the floor. As expected, Will was emaciated, but instead of being repulsed, he found it quite a turnon. "There's a new phrase that's come into vogue, AIDS SEXY and that describes you perfectly." Without asking for permission, Ev stood up and with both hands, he caressed Will's body starting at his feet. "Your waste, your KS lesions, they're not ugly in the least. I think of them as medals earned in your viral battle. As far as I'm concerned, you're still my Wilhelm, just the new and improved AIDS version!" To prove his point, he bent down and kissed the KS lesions on Will's stomach and chest. "Ev, you're a wonderful man and your hands are as talented as your mouth! Aside from twice weekly sponge baths which are done with gloves, nobody had laid a hand on me since I've been here," Will sighed. "Whether or not that pill works, you've made me feel more like a man than I have in months. Tell me about yourself." Clearing his throat, Ev said, "I also knew I was QUEER, but in my case, I was five years old. You notice I identify as QUEER and that's because it's bold and in your face, like me. One morning, when I was seventeen, I woke up and knew it was time to find my first man and since I didn't have fake 'id' I went to the local QUEER, nude beach where I found him. He was everything I wanted in a man and more. We had a three month fling and on the night of my eighteenth birthday, he told me it was time to try my wings and suggested I go to a local bathhouse. Ten minutes after I got there, my slut gene kicked in and I knew monogamy wasn't for me. I've never had a condom on or in me and like you, when the plague hit. my attitude was 'if I get it, I get it'. A few years later, I met my ex on the same beach. He shared my slutty ways and my barebacking attitude and eventually, we moved in together. Things were good at first, but eventually, I embraced my kinky, twisted side while he remained vanilla. Ultimately, he broke my trust and that betrayal could never be forgiven, so I kicked him out. Four months later he calls to tell me he has shingles and tested poz. I went to the local Health Department and used a fake name for my test. Of course, I wasn't just poz but full blown AIDS and my counts made me highly toxic. Funny, but I never got that flu or if I did, it was too mild to notice. Secretly, I hope I was the one who knocked up my ex, just because it would be my revenge on him. I never did take meds or seek medical attention. Would you mind telling me how Wilhelm came to be?" "Since he's so important to you, I'd be happy to." Will said. "The band was playing a venue in Greenwich Village and naturally, the crowd was a mixture of gays and straights. After our set was over, this guy approached me, saying he did freelance photography for gay magazines. 'If you look half as hot out of those briefs as you do in them, you can make some money' was what he said. He gave me his business card in case I was interested. I called the next day and I went to his studio where he took a few test shots, all very professional. A week later, he calls to let me know that someone's interested in hiring me for a photo shoot. At the office, there was talk about my classic Aryan features and would I mind being called Wilhelm, rather than Will? Wilhelm is my given name, but I've been Will since childhood. I don't need to tell you my photos were published. Looking back, it was fun. Of course, if I'd been on the cover, I might've had a career, but it is what it is and I have you as proof that Wilhelm was indeed sexy. Now, do you have a favorite of those photos and if so, why?" Licking his lips, Ev said, "I most definitely have a favorite of your pics! The one where you're on that long metal table. You're crouched down like a panther, about to pounce! What makes it my favorite is putting myself in that picture. On my back, arms wrapped around my knees, showing you my hairy hole for you to fuck as I stare into your gorgeous ocean blue eyes. If there's one thing I like most about your magnificent cock, is when you're fully hard, your amazing foreskin all but covers your cockhead, begging my tongue to get inside and lap up the precum! Also, your classic Aryan features made my cock throb!" "That's the look the photographer was going for when he posed me like that." Will said. "Funny but that was Greg's favorite photo, too! He'd never known about that part of my life until someone called me Wilhelm at a bar. Until then, he never was into porn. When we got home that night, I showed him the magazine and after that, he'd shout Wilhelm when he wanted to get fucked. I showed him the photo of my pink pucker and I called myself Wilhelm when I wanted him to fuck me. Our own secret code." "I must confess to being a bit envious of Greg." Ev sighed. "No malice intended, but he was your lover and he got to be a part of your life. Would you tell me about him, if it's not too painful? How did you meet?" Will took a deep breath and said, "Greg was a cub and slightly heavier than you, but you do resemble him slightly and I get a similar feeling from you. We met on the Fire Island ferry where we both planned on spending the day, From the moment I looked into his deep brown eyes, I knew he was the man for me. As soon as we arrived, we went to the dunes and fucked. He moved in with me a month later. Somehow I feel like he sent you here. Look at my cock twitching! Do you think it's a sign?" To be continued

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Meanwhile, Billy was now naked and leaning over the back of our black leather lounge chair while his big black invader was eating his ass. Jamal must have thought that was a good idea. He and the other guy I was sucking both already naked and rock hard. They pulled me over to the end of the couch… Groped and Pozzed 4 Jamal laid me out on the couch with my head on the armrest and he just sat on my face with his sweet chocolate hole right in my mouth. “I immediately began to lap away at his sweet was while at the other end my legs and ass were being lifted and supported by some pillows. I then felt a very large and stiff cock at my entrance. I could hear muffled sounds of Billy being fucked on the other end of the couch while my fucker was slowly jamming his cock into me. For the second day in a row we were being used as black man’s toys. Over the next 3 hours, each fit black god bred us at least twice, all over our home. Jamal was by far the cruelest reminding us that we are taking his poz load and that BBilly was being turned into a bottom boy slut like me because of me. At the end of the poz fuckfest, Jamal and his crew of young hung black swordsmen led Billy and I on our hands and knees to the shower and one-by-one they each emptied their bladders on us. Making us drink, getting it into our eyes and noses. They left us there in the shower as they left to get some food. Jamal told us to shower and clean up in case they come back for me. Billy looked at me like this was all my fault, but he finally admitted he saw Jamal flirting with me at the club and he wanted to test my loyalty. He paid Jamal to take me out to the car and see how far I would go. He did not know I would fold so easily. He, also, did not know that Jamal and his crew were all poz until Jamal fucked me in the car. He watched Jamal break me down so easily and then caught a glimpse of his tattoo and knew right away that Jamal was going to poz me. Even though, I had cheated and was willing to bring up the “bug” to our bed he still loved me. So after i went back into the club, Billy convinced Jamal and his friend to come over later that night to fuck him and me again as much as he wanted to until we were both pozzed. I asked how he did that. He assured me that car got quite the workout that night, and was fucked quite well long before Jamal came over later that night. As Billy told me this story of or share treachery. I got rock hard. I pushed Billies face down into the couch. I shoved my 6inch cock into his well-fucked and soon to be pozzed ass. I fucked him as hard as I could. My cock actually felt larger pumping in and out of Billy’s cunted hole. I began to giggle. Billy looked over his shoulder at me. As I pumped my load into Billy’s pozzed hole. I told him I had been cheating on him for months, and had been taking prep to keep us safe. I had known that Jamal was poz, but I was safe. While I was an ass for cheating on him. I was not bringing anything home…unlike him. By the time Jamal got back to the house, I was gone. Leaving Billy to come to terms that he had pozzed himself in an act of love/revenge, and to deal with Jamal and his crew of big black angry poz cocks. I peeked inside the window as I snuck away from the house. He was like a white speck awash in a sea of blackness. For a moment, I was jealous of him, but I knew I could find another pipe-swinger like Jamal at the club again. And no Billy to weigh me down. Maybe, i will drop PReP and take my chances I hope you all liked this ending. I wanted to close it out because I know I have several open stories Joey Hit me up I love hot chat, cam and/or phone v

Chapter Two I left the bar in a bit of a panic, but also turned on at what might happen, and headed back to our hotel room. It felt like hours but it must have only been 45 minutes before my phone beeped again. “Sorry about that had company” was all that was sent, then a picture came through of what I could tell instantly was my other half on all fours naked. The familier “typing” dots were rolling for sometime and through came a long message. “Yer so this guy turned up and fuck it was hot. Really got a few things out of my system or should that be into his. He came over and I could tell he was not going to be up for raw action so I had to go slow. We started just kissing and getting undressed, and as soon as I saw that body, I had to get inside him. We were both getting hot and heavy so moved onto the bed and was all over each other. I was still testing where this was going to go so reached over and opened the bedside draw and asked him to “grab some lube and stuff” to see what he came back with, sadly he came back with a condom and lube but at least we get to fuck.” I rush of relief came over me knowing things were going to be safer, but sounds like they had a hot time. Mark continued, “so I roll him over and pour a lot of lube over my cock and his arse, then start to kiss up his back as I reach up to the cabinet to get the condom. As I rub off his arse it’s so slick I just line up and rub between his arse cheeks. Rubbing away between his cheeks raw and making the most of it before I have to cover up. It felt so could and he was really moaning as well, so we just carried on sliding off each other. Knowing im toxic as fuck and this guys neg was the best part. Just lube between us, and neither of us on meds, all natural. The amount of pre cum alone was running down his crack and off his cock and ball.” This had got me rock hard. I mean I can picture Mark rubbing off his arse raw and knew it was a small risk, but how sexy that must have felt. Mark must have been waiting to see what I thought as the messages stopped, till I told him I was hard and wanking, as I was now. “I started longer strokes off his arse, really working him into the mattress and going from the back of his balls right up his crack, lubing him with my pre cum. Then I just had to slow down or I would have cum all over this crack. I slowed down and pulled right back to ease myself off of bit, then he pushed back. I mean it could not have been timed better. I was right on his hole and he arched his back and slowly push his way down my cock till I was all the way inside him. Fuck it felt hot inside him and even better knowing I was now invading his neg body with my toxic cock leaking pre-cum. He went fucking wild, I mean from 0-100 in seconds fucking me so hard back till he was on all fours with me inside him doggy style, fucking him like a bitch. He was getting loser now so I could pull all the way out, see him gaping, and push back into his hole. I knew it was coming so I just let go, I pushed deep inside this neg hole and unloaded deep, and I mean deep. I was spent so after a few minutes working that cum into him, I slowly pulled and not a drip left him. He had that whole 4 day load inside him, and it was heavy! Anyway, he had to leave so we cut some small talk, dressed him and packed him off to his boyfriend. Lucky fuck!”. I could not believe it, my boyfriend was out there somewhere with a full blown toxic load working its way into him, and he had no idea. His phone was still off, so not like I could even tell him. Then I hear the hotel door, he’s back. “Hey, im shattered. Played with a guy, but just want another bit of fun…. Sooo..... Fancy fucking my hole” he said with a grin as he slowly lowered his shorts, climbing onto the bottom of the bed… TBC

Chapter 39: Knock Knock As we lay together in bed, we hear someone at the door. Of course the motel had no other security devices besides the door lock. The door opened, and there was dad. He smiled and said well look at my boys, all naked and sweaty. I didn't quite know what dad meant by my boys, but it didn't really bother me as I knew the three of us would soon be having sex. Dad asked if he could join us in bed, and immediately stripped, and got in bed between us, instructing us both to get our lips on his cock and drain him. His ass was plugged holding in the motels owner which he received by watching the two of us. We both put our lips on his cock, running our lips and tongues up and down his engorged cock. We stopped a few times to kiss each other. We took turns throating his cock. Just before dad was to cum, he told us to get side by side on our backs and he would share his load with us, as we both did an amazing job pleasing him. Dad shot on both of our faces, rubbing his cum on our faces then into our mouths. Dad then told us to kiss each other. Dad then kissed each of us individually and then said he never thought he'd have both of his sons in bed together with him. We both looked at each other and said what!? Dad had called us his boys before, mouth this time he said his sons! Dad told me that the trick was his first biological son, and told the trick I was his new step son. We were both obviously shocked at the revelation, yet somehow excited at the same time. Dad explained that his first wife divorced him when she found the two of them in bed, and thats why we had to be super careful around his new wife. Dad apologized for not telling us this beforehand and asked what we thought. I had mixed feelings about it. Was this planned by dad? Did his real son know that dad was going to show up? Why didn't his real son say anything when dad first came in? Dads real son interrupted my thoughts by saying he wanted to fuck me and welcome me to the family. After he unloaded in me, we held each other and talked. He told me our dad was a very loving man, but did have a piggy side to him also. He admitted that they had discussed about pozzing him, and he had agreed to it, but then the divorce got in the way, and it never happened. He asked if dad had discussed pozzing me, and I said i was still on the fence about it. I told him that I just started prep, and dad was planning on having a gang bang with his undetectable friends. He said dads parties are always fun, and dad set one up for him, but it was with truly toxic guys and they ended up pozzing him. He did say he's on meds now, and would ask dad if he could join the gang bang. I said I'd love that. With that, we kissed and my step brother went on his way. What a wild week it had been for me while mom was away! We made love in my parents bed every night. I met my dad's real son and we both fucked each other. I started on prep anxiously awaiting dads friends to breed me soon. What else could I ask for? After we left the motel, dad and I made love one last time before mom came home. It was extra special as it would be our last time that week in my parents bed. Dad made it extra special by adding candles and having champagne for us. Dad told me he was so proud of me and happy how far they had come in a short time. Dad then asked me if i was still up for letting his undetectable friends breed me in a few weeks. I quickly said yes. Dad asked me why, and I said it had intrigued me. I told dad that through him, that I understood that having HIV, or AIDS is no longer a death sentence, and that I would never consider getting Aids. Dad told me that he would be certain that I was not to develop Aids. Dad explained that once someone was pozzed, they became part of a Brotherhood. He continued by saying the Brotherhood was strong, much like the relationship they have developed between them. I then dropped a bombshell question asking dqd if he would poz me IF I decided I wanted that. Dad said that was a tough question, but was happy I asked him. Dad said he had asked himself what he would do if I asked, and felt I would eventually ask him that. After much thought, Dad said he would, as it was the ultimate bond between us, Just like he created his son though love, he could have another "child " by pozzing him. Dad continued that now was not the time though. He explained that all things new were usually exciting, including gay sex. Dad said that becoming poz had both ups and downs, and he wanted him to experience both before the two of us came to agreement on pozzing. We had the most romantic sex that night. We both seeded each other several times before falling asleep in each others arms. Mom returned home the next afternoon which gave us time to wash the sheets, and still had time to make love in the my bed. Mom returned, and asked us how the week was. Dad told mom that it was a normal week but they were jealous that she had more time away than they had. Luckily his wife said maybe you two should do another weekend camping trip, as you seemed so happy after your Iast one. It was just what we wanted to hear. It would be perfect for my undetectable breeding experience. Dad told me he would line up his friends, and had a suprise for the weekend. Dad didn't tell me, but he actually planned to take me to a gay campground. He knew his friends woukd provide plenty of sex for him, but I would get even more!

Chapter 38: No Tell Motel Although it would be 2 weeks for my prep to be effective dad felt it was safe enough to let me get seeded by the twink trick. who suggested the motel. Dad told me to set it up, and he would be sure he had an adjoining room in case things went bad. Dad said he knew the owner, and said he would go to the room before and set up a discreet cam to watch just in case. Dad got to the motel an hour before, and told the owner his intentions. The owner just laughed and said you don't think I already have cameras in the room? He said he had provided him with the hottest videos when he was last there! The motel owner told Sir he would love to join him in watching the two boys fuck in the adjoining room, and have some hot sex of their own. Sir just said you dirty pig, and agreed to it. The trick arrived on time wearing gym shorts which were already tented. He wasted no time to strip and move to the bed, dropping to his knees and sucking my cock. It wasn't long before he begged me to breed him. I put 2 fingers in him to see if he'd loosened up some, and he had. He got on all fours, and I passed the poppers to him. While he was sniffing, I lubed up my cock and his hole. I slowly pushed into him, letting his ass get use to my cock. He was in heaven when I penetated his second hole. After motionless for a few minutes, he blurted out fuck me hard. Little did he know what he was asking for! I pounded him hard, completely pulling my cock out of his hole, then thrusting deeply again and again until I flooded his ass. I then plugged his ass, as we lay side by side until he tells me he wants to breed me. I gladly accepted. For someone who claims to not have fucked a guy before, he was a good fuck. After he shot his load in me, we cuddled together. What happened next was TOTALLY unexpected!

Stories where the gifter becomes his chaser's partner, are my favourite! The bond and intimacy are unbreakable; and they're ready to go on with second generation, then third... Till they poz the world.

Chapter 2 I arrived home and opened the door to find a manila envelope had been slid under with a note stuck on it "Leif- You were a hit! The internet loves you." I opened the envelope and pulled out the papers. "Hey, reddit! I'm Leif Erikssen (u/nonotthat1), creative mind behind 'Role for Initiative', where A-list meets D&D. AMA." I scanned through the transcript of the forum with notes and highlights from my PR lead, Brenda. I skipped ahead to the section about our Role for Education" charity work. Brenda had scribbled some notes about positive engagement. The very last section was all of the personal questions. I felt like I had done a fairly graceful job fielding the declarations of love and marriage proposals that so commonly pepper the comments. Brenda's had some notes about not alienating potential viewers scrawled next to an answer about being gay. I tossed the packet on my desk and stripped out of my jeans and flannel shirt and headed for the shower. The pouch of my jock was plastered to my matted pubes - must not have quite been done cumming after all. I peeled the jock off and hopped in the shower. A quick scrub and I dried off and went to bed. I dreamed that I was back in Joel's high school bedroom. His furniture stopped being a comfortable fit for me when i was 16 and 6 inches shorter. This was just comical, but that's dreams for you. We were watching a movie. I glanced over at him. From up close, he was quite the sight to behold. His shaggy black hair and beard were immaculately kept. His joggers and t shirt fit him perfectly, despite the casual look. I was in joggers and a muscle shirt. He caught me looking and I turned my attention back to the movie. He nudged my leg to draw my attention to a joke or something in the movie. The contact sent a pulse straight to my dick. I went from zero to 60% hard nearly instantly - god this really was like being back in high school. I tried to adjust my joggers in order to hide the bulge, but that just drew attention to the situation brewing in my lap. Without a word, he squeezed my thigh. He leaned in to kiss me, his other hand finding its way to my face to stroke my beard. In unison, our mouths parted and our tongues met and another electric thrill coursed through my body to my cock, now rock hard. I maneuvered myself off the futon to lean - though with my size and the comically small futon it was more like loom - over him. I leaned him back gently, continuing to savor his mouth. I broke our kiss only to pull Joel's t shirt off and appreciate the bare-chested otter stud laid out before me. God the years had been good to him. I resumed kissing him, making my way to his ear, where I nibbled briefly on his earlobe before working my way down his neck to his chest and abs. Through ragged breaths, he stopped me at the waistband of his joggers and sat up. He ran his hands over several of my tattoos: Norse runes down my left arm, a complex sleeve on my right arm designed to look like armor. His hands found their way to the hem of my muscle shirt and his kissing became more insistent. He tugged at my shirt and I helped him the rest of the way, exposing my fur-coveres pecs, abs, and a few more tattoos including my biohazard sign. By this point I had a substantial wet spot in the front of my joggers and he hadn't even touched my dick. His hands continued exploring my body, tracing my tattoos to distract from their intended destination: my throbbing erection. Just before he grabbed the sticky, wet bulge in my joggers, I pushed him back down onto the sofa and held him there. I pointed to my biohazard tattoo. "Do you know what this tattoo means?" I interrogayed him with some amount of urgency. He nodded, his light brown eyes sparkling. "And?" I demanded. He smirked a little and reached for the waistband of my joggers again. I pinned both hands over his head with one hand while my other hand pinned his chest. From his position, he couldn't move mucb, but the struggle was adorable. "Joel, I have HIV. If we continue, there is a chance I could infect you." "I know you're poz. I've known since, like, 8th grade." He mustered as much strength as he could in his awkward position and knocked me off balance backward. He got his legs under him faster than I expected and before I knew it, I was on my back, he was straddling my legs, and my pants were half off. I reoriented myself and realized that he was staring - transfixed maybe - at my dick. "Holy. Shit." He punctuated. "What?" I asked. "Your dick is..." he trailed off. "I mean, I knew you were hung in high school. But not this hung." "Dude, I'm 6'8". My dick is normal size for someone my height," I defended. He didn't respond. Instead he got up and took his own joggers off, revealing his own substantial member. I admired the sight. He had thicker body hair on his lower body. Jet black like the rest of his hair, coarser. He, too, kept his pubes natural. There was a drop of precum glistening on the end of his uncut dick. My mouth watered. "I am 7" - 7.5", which is above average." He wrapped his hand around his dick. It looked sizeable in his hand, for sure. He came back to the futon and put his dick and his hand next to mine. The difference was evident immediately. "Okay. So I'm hung, I guess?" I said. "Beyond hung." He said, taking my pants down the rest of the way and moving his mouth toward my dick. My dick was coated in precum. I have always been a heavy precummer. I used to keep extra underwear at school in the event of an errant boredom woody soaking through my underwear. I started to protest, but he already had my head in his mouth, any thoughts of protest evaporated as I laced my fingers into his shaggy hair and offered some gentle encouragement. He was struggling with the first few inches and I didn't want to push too far. He enthusiastically tried to take more of my dick, initially stopping when he gagged. Eventually he pushed past his gag reflex and got the head of my dick into his throat proper. He was a quick study. He continued trying to throat my whole dick for a bit. When he stopped to let his jaw, throat, and lungs catch up, he experimented with working my shaft with his hand, playing with rolling my foreskin back over my head. Watching him play with my foreskin, I was struck by how different our dicks were. Like the rest of me, my cock was pale. Two very prominent veins bulged, winding their way along the length of my shaft. When soft, my foreskin covered about 40% of my mushroom head. When fully hard, my foreskin pulled back off the head completely. Guys who didn't see me soft often didn't realize I was uncut. In contrast, Joel's foreskin covered most most of his head - about 60%, even fully hard. He also had some prominent veins - more than me, in fact. But they were smaller and a bit more subtle. His dick was certifiably perfect. My mouth continued to water. He continued stroking me while he buried his face between my thighs, seeking my nuts. He nuzzled against them at first with his beard providing extra waves of stimulation. My contented grunts signaled it was time for exploring them with his tongue, then his mouth. I could feel the cum starting to churn deep in my balls. I reached down and pulled him back up to kiss me, pulling him close to me. He fell right into the trap. I grappled him and rolled him off of me onto the floor, then dropped down onto my hands and knees over him. While he was still reeling from the sudden reversal of position, I kissed my way down his fuzzy body once more to his beautiful dick. I took his dick - god a swear that dick was straight out of a dirty magazine; you couldnt airbrush a better looking dick - down my throat with practiced ease and delighted in his gasp as I did. He began to buck his hips and I let him fuck my throat like that, pulling off of him when I needed air. I moved to go back down on him. "If you do that again, I will cum," he said with a tone of lust in his voice. "Probably immediately." "I mean, that is the goal here, right?" I asked. "Not yet," he said, pulling his legs up between us, exposing his hole. Needing no further instructions, I buried my face in his hole. My beard provided extra stimulation, but my tongue was doing the heavy lifting. I devoured his hole. I started with thorough exploration of his ass, gently licking every inch of his hairy, tanned skin from his balls to his hole. I could feel his body becoming restless with all this stimulation of his hole and shifted gears. Slow licks were replaced with quicker flicks of my tongue that whipped him into more of a frenzy. He was making sounds somewhere between a grunt and a moan. He became increasingly excited as I started working a finger in. He was tight, but enthusiastic and I tried to match my efforts to stretch him to his natural efforts to adjust to being penetrated. Whenever I withdrew my finger, I immediately replaced it with my probing tongue, which I drilled into him. We worked our way up to 2 fingers. By this point he was precumming pretty heavily. I used some to add additional lubrication while our work continued to prepare his hole. With 3 fingers sliding comfortably in and out of him, I repositioned and placed the head of my dick at his hole. "You're sure you want this? You know the risk." It was a statement more than a question. "I want you," he replied. "All of you." He ran his hands through my chest hair, sending tingles through my whole body. I shivered a little in anticipation. And with that, I pressed into him. I gave him some time to adjust to just my cockhead. Even taking three fingers, it was a substantial leap to taking my dick. He screamed out in some blend of pleasure and pain and I tried to pull back but he pulled me into a kiss. "Just go slow," he said between soft, quick kisses. I could feel his sphincter fighting against my dick, every muscle in his rectum trying to push me back out. But I held steady and little by little the spasms stopped. Now the real challenge started. I dont think I've ever fucked someone that slowly. At least not since I hit my 30s and sex became more of a lustful thing I sought when i was horny rather than anything related to genuine desire. My overproduction of precum helped keep things slick and allowed very slow progress of the first 4 inches of my dick. After what felt like hours, the head of my dick had found his second sphincter and he was starting to enjoy feeling me inside him. I started to gently make love to his hole. Long, slow strokes with plenty of added spit and my own precum. He was in pure ecstacy. After several strokes against his second hole, I pushed through it and stopped again, savoring the look of exquisite agony on his face. He recovered more quickly this time, as he was getting a feel for how to relax his hole. "I want you to pound me, Leif." He said. I picked up the pace and realization of his judgemental error crashed over him. I backed off a bit, and he looked disappointed. "I want to make you cum," he insisted. I smirked a little. "I could cum whenever I want. I dont need to pound your hole to get off. I just want to make sure you get your fill." He spit in his hand, grabbed his prick and started stroking which I took as permission to resume fucking him. I matched my thrusts into his hole with his strokes of his cock "Together, then?" I said. His building moans provided his assent. A couple minutes later, he locked eyes with me. The message was clear though he didnt say a word: it was time. His moans as he began oozing bright white, pearly cum were primal and animal. He wasn't a shooter, that's for sure. But he did have a good sized load. God, even his cum looked good. As his hole spasmed around me, my member swelled up as I began blasting ropes of cum into him. I lost count at 18 spurts. I leaned down to kiss him, trying to keep my dick in his hole so my cum wouldn't leak everywhere. And then I woke up. Why was I exhausted? Why did I smell cum. I threw the comforter back and surveyed my sheets. It looked like a murder scene, but the splatter was white instead of red. The details of the dream were fading quickly but one detail wasn't going anywhere: he had said he had known I was poz since the 8th grade. That was factually correct. I had been born poz. But he shouldn't have known that. I chalked it up to wibbly wobbly dreamy weamy bullshit and tried to shake the sleep haze off. I pulled the sheets off the bed and put them in the laundry. And made a mental note to buy sheets that weren't navy blue.

Not my last fuck but a hot one. 18 year old Zach who went off to UT at Austin was back for Easter and is 19 now and he and I have been chatting on text as he's having a lot more sexual experiences in Austin. He was going to be back in town for Easter and was worried about it being boring and had heard about the group thing I sometimes do on Fridays and wanted to see if that was still happening and if I could take him there. Back when Zach lived in the area he was always kind of scared as it was pretty much all Latino guys, all bareback, and pretty raunchy, just mattresses on the floor in two rooms of the house of a guy who also deals drugs. It can be a rough crowd, but its an outlet for neighborhood guys who don't have a place to have sex. I've done it when the mood strikes but I couldn't imagine an Anglo just showing up out of the blue. I told him we could meet up and I'd take him there. We met up and I took him there and the look on the guy running the door was pricelessly funny as this shaggy haired Anglo kid showed up wanting to come in. I explained he was with me and the guy at the door asked if he knew what he was getting into, and I said he did. Once in Zach and I stripped down, putting our clothes into a garbage bag and I explained to him the drill, all while he was distracted by hot Latino boys walking by learing at him naked. Pretty quick Zach was surrounded by Latino guys groping his cock, letting Zach grope their cocks, and kissing on him. A couple guys were already playing with my dick and fingering my ass, and I suggested to Zach we move back to where the bedrooms were and the gaggle of Latino boys followed with. We were barely inside the one bedroom before Zach was down on the mattress with several Latino guys grinding on him. I tried to keep my eye on him but was soon enough into it with a hot Latino boy myself, only occaisionally catching glimpses of Zach getting drilled raw by a hot Latino boy, knowing he'd be taking their loads and many other guys as well. I had no idea how long I'd been there, but after taking it from three guys I needed a breather and got up to get some water and see what all was going on. There was pretty much a circle around Zach with him sucking cock and getting fucked. His face and hair had quite a bit of cum on them. He was truly every bit as piggy as he'd been indicating and while part of me was satisfied and ready to leave I was a little scared to just leave him there as I'd driven him there and knew he was gonna need to clean up afterwards. And I'd completely forgotten to have towels to clean up afterwards and know that even if you showered you would need something to dry off with. I felt really out of practice. I went out to the living room and smoked a couple bowls with a guy I know from the gym that I've hooked up a couple of times and we chatted and wound up fucking on the couch while some guys watched. By now I was in chill mode and went out on the back patio to hang out with guys and drink some beers. Its always hot to be naked in the dark talking with other guys while watching guys in parts of the yard fuck and hearing the sounds of guys inside fucking. One of the guys I chatted with is a regular fuckbud from the trails who kind of knows me and we had some good laughs and honestly, he's in the same weird place I am in life. It was weird still as I had no idea of what time it was and if Zach was ready to leave or not and so wandered back into the bedroom again and found he was still surrounded by guys and being drilled just like he was earlier. I can't even imagine how many loads he's taken by now. As much as I hated to ditch him I figured I'd text him saying to hit me back when he was ready to leave and I'd pick him up. We'd got there around 10pm and now it was a bit before midnight. I had my cellphone on so that I'd hear it go off and had messaged I had towels if Zach needed to shower. I got a text around 2:40am from Zach saying to come and get him and bring the towels. I was there about ten minutes later and the guy running the door jokingly asked if I was back for more. I laughed and said I'd see and went in. There were still guys inside but the mood had shifted. It smelled more of liquor than weed and so it was probably guys coming from the bars and clubs looking to play. So many of the guys close to my age and that I knew had left and now it was more guys in their 20s and 30s looking to get their loads off doing their thing. I was looking around and could see Zach riding a dude's cock on the couch around a group of guys watching. I joined and was enjoying the scene hearing Zach begging for the guy's cock and load. As soon as the guy blew his load in Zach I could hear Zach beg for no more, but as soon as the top slid out another guy was right inside him. There was no way this was going to end for Zach short of him ordering it and clearly he liked getting fucked too much to say no. I managed to work my way around to Zach's head and let him know I was there and had a towel. He was at least aware enough to ask what time it was and I let him know it was after 3 and that I had a towel and he said to let the guy in him finish and then he'd go. Zach was a mess, his hair still wet from showering but also cum here and there where guys had jacked off on him or he'd sucked them and they came on him. The guy drilling his ass finally came and as he slid out another guy quickly took his turn to slide inside him, and rather than protesting Zach softly moaned and let him enter him. I told the guys in Spanish that Zach was done and it was time for him to go but the guy inside him was refusing to pull out, saying to me that Zach was his bitch and he was going to get release inside him. He looked pretty street and I wasn't going to argue with him and said for him to finish and watched, kind of in awe as Zach let this thug bareback him and breed his ass raw. Zach had probably taken a lot of raw loads from pretty thuggy and nasty Latino boys tonight and maybe thats what he wanted. Once the guy finished off Zach got up and I shepherded him to grab his bag and grabbed him a beer as well. Zach downed the beer pretty quickly as he dressed and I gave him the beer I snagged for myself and handed it too him. We grabbed two more and headed back to my truck fully dressed. Once to my truck I asked Zach if he was OK and he said he was and smiled at me. He said tonight was a lot of fun and that he wished he'd done it sooner, which kind of shocked me. He admitted he'd been so uptight and restrained in high school when he should have been having sex and said he regretted it, admitting he was embarassed to admit he wanted to come here when he was younger. I hardly knew what to say and stupidly asked how many guys he'd been with and he seemed to be honest when he said probably 8 but it was more as he lost count, admitting he'd gotten high and wasn't paying attention. As we drove he admitted I was right about how much I'd like Austin and that there was no shortage of guys who would want to hook up with him and that he dreaded coming back to Dallas. I asked him about the kind of guys he hooked up with in Austin and he admitted he didn't really have a type, he just wanted a guy who was hot and close to his age that would fuck him and let him fuck him. We parked and finished our beers and he admitted he enjoyed getting fucked that much more than he imagined and asked if he would be safe to go back. I told him it was probably not safe to be there alone and that it was getting too late anyhow and that most of the guys would be leaving soon anyhow, admitting he was probably the main attraction. Zach smiled at that but admitted he wanted more. I said that was his call but I needed to drop him off and reminded him Jesse was next door to may and maybe still up, horny and looking. He got out of my truck looking sad, but thanked me for my time and stumbled off to his car texting. I went home and to my bedroom to keep watching Zach to see what was happening and soon enough saw my neighbor Jesse come out and start talking to Zach. I knew the two were friends and had fucked and soon enough the two wandered back to Jesse's place and I can connect the dots.

Lord would love to attend one.

First Dirty Fuck from a Nasty Cowboy Top: (True story but CAUTION – part way through includes scene with forced dirty/grimey/SCAT fuck and CAUTION CAUTION is noted in the text to alert any readers who do not wish to see that part of the story) I was in Houston for a few weeks doing some work and staying at a motel just off the freeway and south of downtown on the 59 Freeway. There was an adult video store in a strip mall near the intersection of Bellaire and Hillcrest that had some booths in the back. No glory holes, but the doors locked and I had heard it might be a good place to find some action. My first night in town I had some beer and was feeling good and buzzed and horny as hell and decided to go see what trouble I could get into at the video store. I had only recently started barebacking and a buddy of mine had told me that the video stores were a good place to find guys who would fuck raw. It was fairly quiet, not much was going on, and I was about ready to go when I saw this older guy who was in his 40s from what I could tell, who had on jeans, cowboy boots, a big buckled belt, cowboy hat, medium cropped beard and mustache, and a thick wad of tobacco under his lip – total country redneck look. He was about 6’1 and over 200, and as I liked tops bigger than me I started to follow him around. The cowboy did not seem all that interested in me or anything else going on for that matter, so I went back to a booth and watched some movies. I had decided to give up and leave when the door opened and the cowboy guy looked in, looked around the hall, then stepped in my booth and locked the door. He didn’t say anything, just stood there watching the video and started rubbing his crotch. I went over, kneeled in front of him, and started licking his dick through his jeans and soon had a nice wet spot going. He took off his belt, laid it on the bench, opened up his jeans and slid them down. He was not wearing underwear and out popped this big old, uncut dick, which was not even fully hard yet. My head was full of the odor of unwashed dick, piss, and sweat, mixed in with the smell of cigarettes, weed, and beer that was coming off him. He just kept staring at the video so I rolled the skin back on his dick and started to lick around the head. The head was HUGE! Most guys their head is smaller and their dick tapers and gats fatter closer to the shaft. Not him, it was big and blunt at the end and just as fat as the rest of his dick and I could barely get my mouth around it. When I tried sucking I gagged a little, which turned him on as he grabbed my head and started pumping my throat, making me gag even more as he got fully hard, about 9 inches and wicked thick. Spit was running out of my mouth, my throat hurt as he hit the back with every thrust, my eyes were burning, and me knees were sore. I managed to pull of his hard dick and stood up to catch my breath and wipe my face off. The cowboy just kept watching the video, but then after a minute turned me to face the screen, reached around and unbuttoned my denim shorts, pushed my shorts down, and pushed me to bend over. I wiggled the bottle of poppers out of my pocket and started to hit them thinking he was just going to jerk off on my back as that seemed to be all he was doing. But, then I heard him spit, felt of a wad of juice in my ass crack, and he slid his fingers up and down my ass then shoved two in my hole. I jumped a little, but pushed back and then realized he meant to fuck and did not think there was anyway I could take that huge head. I stood up to turn around to tell him so and he just pushed me back over with his right hand as his left kept working his fingers in my ass, all the while I could feel his hard dick against my hips and right ass cheek. That went on for a while and I figured that was all he was planning to do. The cowboy spit a few more times and I realized it must be tobacco spit as I remembered the wad he had in his mouth. He then yanked his fingers out, pushed me forward a little more, lined his raw dick head up with my ass and started to push – hard. I started to pull away because it hurt and he grabbed my hips and kept pushing. My hole could not take his head, it was just too big, but he did not say a word, just kept pushing, so I did a big hit of poppers. Suddenly his head popped through my asshole and fuck – the shock took my breath away! Once it was in he started to fuck balls deep at a steady rhythm and would spit his tobacco juice on my ass crack every few strokes until it got nice and wet and started making slopping noises. Being bent over all I could see was his cowboy boots and jeans around his ankle, so I braced myself, hit the poppers, and grunted as he fucked me raw with his nasty tobacco spit. Being new to barebacking I was still somewhat surprised he never even brought up condoms and the sub-pig in me loved the fact that he didn’t and just took raw like he wanted. The cowboy bareback fucked me at a steady pace for what seemed like forever and my ass was getting more and more sore and my legs were cramping. I tried to stand up, but he just stepped forward a few steps pushing me ahead of him so my head was now at the wall right under the video screen. He did not stop fucking and barely made a sound. I was breathing hard trying to take it and thinking I was going to pass out when he started to fuck me faster and grabbed the sides of my ass hard, his fingers digging into my flesh. I felt his cock swell and twitch as he unloaded his cum in my ass. Fuck that felt good!! He yanked his dick out of me with a PLOP, turned me around and stuck his dick in my face. I tried to shy away, but he held the side of my head and pushed his dick into my mouth. I could taste cum, ass juice, and tobacco spit and started to really gag. He just stuck his cock back in my mouth, worked it around a little, then pulled it out and hauled up his jeans. “Got a pen?” Those were the first words he had said the entire and I said, “Yeah”, reached in my backpack, took out a pen and paper and handed it to him. He wrote the name down of a motel out by the highway just up from where I was staying and a room number and the name Chris. “I’ll be there about 8:00 PM, drive a blue truck, bring some Corona.” He then put his belt back on and walked out of the booth and left me standing there with his hot load in my ass. I sat in the booth for a while recovering and no one else seemed to be around, still too early I guess, and I wiped off and went back to my motel. I was still debating what to do as my ass was fucking sore, but also aching to be filled, so I went to the store, bought a case of corona and some lime juice and drove to the motel he had written down. I got there about 10 minutes to 8:00 and there were a few cars on that side of the motel, and the only trucks were a couple big ones they use for roadwork off to the back of the lot. He had said about 8:00, so I sat in the car, opened a beer, and waited. I had just finished my second beer when a blue pickup pulled in beside me. It was pretty beat up, had tool boxes and stuff in the back, and I could not tell if he was driving or not as it was so close to my driver’s door. I heard someone get out, then saw him as he walked around the front. He just looked at me, unlocked the door to his room and stepped in leaving the door a little open. I figured that was my invite, so got out, grabbed the beer, went in, and closed the door behind me. It had been only a few hours since the fuck in the video booth and I still had his load in my ass and as soon as the door was closed he grabbed me and started kissing me hard like he could smell his own DNA on me. He reeked even more of beer and cigarettes and must be drunk I thought. The cowboy threw his hat onto the bed closest to the door, sat down, and said, “Pull these off.” I knelt and pulled his cowboy boots off, and worked his jeans off as he laid back on the bed. I tried to take his socks off and he pulled his foot away. Once his jeans were off he stood up, took his shirt off and just had a wife-beater t-shirt on. He smelled thick of sweat and as there was no air conditioning on in the room, could see him starting to sweat even more. My cowboy breeder turned the TV on, switched to a channel playing porn, grabbed one of the beers and slammed it. He grabbed another and sat on the edge of the other bed. I was still standing by the other bed with his boots and jeans and not sure what to do or what was going on, so I grabbed a beer too and sat down on the edge of the bed closest to the door. I was nervous and drinking as fast as I could and had to piss, so asked if I could use the bathroom. He pointed to his left. I was just finishing up when the door to the toilet opened and he was there. I was between him and the tub with nowhere to go and tried to back up. The cowboy pushed on my shoulder making me go my knees and stuck his limp dick in my mouth. I started to lick it and he said, “No, hold still.” I had recently experienced my first time with water sports (see story), so had an idea what was coming. His dick lay on my tongue sort of quivering and then I felt the hot piss. Fuck that tasted horrible! I wanted to gag, but kept swallowing as some of it started to spill out the sides of my mouth and down my chin onto my shirt. He pulled out of my mouth, shook his dick a little, then went back out into the room. After a couple more beers and not a word said, he stood up between the beds just in front of the nightstand that was between them. He set his beer on the nightstand and lit a cigarette, looked at the TV and started stroking his dick, which was now getting hard again. I knelt in front of him and started sucking it and this time he let me. However, it was the same as before and as I sucked him he did not say anything, just would pick the beer up occasionally with one hand, his cigarette with the other, and watched the porn. I was getting tired and my teeth scraped his dick. My cheek stung from the slap he gave me with his right hand for that transgression, but still he did not say anything. My jaw ached and I switched up and started to lick him – damn he was hard and throbbing! I finally couldn’t take it anymore and stood up, sat down on the bed, and grabbed my beer so I could catch my breath. He just stood where he was watching the video with his hard dick sticking out while I slammed a beer. I finished my beer and set the empty bottle on the floor. He spit on his dick a couple times and looked at me, I stood in front of him facing the TV, hit the poppers, and bent over. I heard him squirt out some lotion from a bottle that was sitting by the bed, felt some squirt on my ass, then felt his cock push against my hole. While it did not go right in, it was easier then the first time, but still made me gasp a little when that giant head popped through. He fucked steady and methodical without saying a word, but he would slap my ass with his right hand every few thrusts, each one getting a little harder. I just grunted and tried to take it. I soon started to feel like I had to piss or shit or something, and tried to stand up. He pushed me back down so I asked, “Can we stop a second?” as I thought I had to use the bathroom. This was a surprise for me as my buddy used to laugh about how I had the cleanest hole and could get fucked anytime, anywhere, and never worry. CAUTION CAUTION CAUTION CAUTION CAUTION CAUTION “What do you need to do?” the cowboy asked, while keeping his dick buried balls deep in my raw ass. I blushed in shame and sort of whispered, “I think I have to shit.” His response was not what I expected as he said, “Really? Hmmm – get on your back.” I tried to object, but he pushed me onto my back onto the bed by the door, lifted my legs and slammed his cock in. I cried out and tried to push away with no luck. “OH YEAH, HOT PUSSY, HOT PUSSY,” he exclaimed. He had my legs pushed back and all his weight thrusting in my ass. I was trying to squirm, but he pinned me with his arms on my shoulder and my legs wrapped inside his arms, making sure I had no leverage. He then leaned all the way over, kissing me hard, and kept saying “Oh yeah, hot pussy, hot pussy.” Back and forth - he would kiss me hard for a while, then put his head to the side of mine whispering, “Oh yeah, hot pussy, hot pussy,” over and over. The heat of the room and his body caused his sweat to dripp into my face, burning my eyes. Every thrust he went balls deeps and with the pain I pretty much kept my eyes closed, but soon I was mumbling, “PLEASE FUCK ME, PLEASE FUCK ME.” I was not used to taking long fucks and before long the pain started to become unbearable. I then started to smell something – fuck – my ass WAS messy! What do I do? What can I do? Will he be mad? He must smell it too, why isn’t he stopping? I tried pushing against him, but was so cramped from having my legs back by my shoulders that I had could barely move. I could now feel it running down my ass and the smell was much worse, but the cowboy just kept thrusting and saying, “Oh yeah, hot pussy, hot pussy,” and kissing me like a fucking broken record. After a while he started fucking faster with big, long, slamming strokes. His kisses became even rougher with his tongue going down my throat and his spit running out the sides of my mouth. He was pulling all the way out now and slamming back in while he kissed me and I could barely breathe with him on top and the pain in my guts. Finally, he tensed and started grunting and moved his arms around my neck pulling him up to his chest while shoving deeper as he unloaded in my dirty ass. He was breathing hard now, but with one movement he pushed off me and yanked his cock out with a big squishing sound. I still had my eyes closed, but suddenly felt his hand on my head, he turned it to the side and pushed his cock against my mouth and into my throat. I gagged from the horrible taste and realized he had stuck his shitty dick in my mouth! He was fucking my mouth and I was gagging and trying to pull away and sit up. I finally managed to wiggle off it just as I felt everything coming up and leaned over the bed to the side by the door and puked. Oh fuck! I then rolled back over, my my hand trying to wipe the tears from eyes and the mess from my face and he told me, “Sit up.” I sat up and he said, “Now you’re cleared out, clean it off good.” The nasty cowboy stuck his dick back in my mouth and I could barely lick it still feeling sick from what just happened. He pulled his cock out, grabbed some towels, threw them at me, so I cleaned up the puke and went to the sink to wash off. He came up behind me and said, “No”, as he stopped me from washing my ass off, told me to sit back down on the bed and drink this, as he handed me a beer and a towel to sit on. I guzzled that one and grabbed another. I had never had a dirty fuck like that and only played when I knew I was clean. I was queasy, but my dick was still hard, so I did not know what was going on. He just sat on the other bed drinking his beer and watching the TV. After a few minutes I tried to apologize and said, “I’m sorry” and tried to explain that nothing like that had ever happened and he just got up and walked into the bathroom. “Come here,” was his response. I went in and he was standing by the toilet. I knelt in front of him and took his piss and this time he pulled out before he was done and wet a good part of my shirt and then he want back into the room. I went and sat back down on the bed smelling like his piss, tasting his piss, the smell of his sweat and cigarettes and kisses still filled my nose, feeling my dirty ass ache. We sat like that for a while without him saying a word again and so I figured I better go. I got up and grabbed my shorts and he said, “No, stay here, I’ll be right back.” He got dressed and left the room and about 5 minutes later he came back, got undressed again, and pulled out a joint. “Guys upstairs had it. Smoked all of mine up. They’re part of my road crew working on the freeway project. Smoke with me?” I told him, “Thanks, but no, I don’t smoke and should go.” He said, “No, just drink some more beer, weed makes me fucking horny and I still want to cum some more.” Fuck – if he was not horny before, I did not think I could take it again and felt sick and told him so. He had lit up the joint and just looked at me and smiled and took another hit knowing I would not be able to resists his raw dick. I spent the next several hours alternately drinking his piss, and him pinning me on my back to fuck my grimey ass. Each time as soon as he got inside he started saying, “Oh yeah, hot pussy, hot pussy,” and kissing me rough and hard. My lips felt raw. Each time it was messier, smellier, and took him longer to cum. By the time we were done I was totally drunk and could barely stand from all the fucking. He told me he was in town for a couple of months and wanted my number. I told him I was just in town for a few weeks, but gave him my motel info. Two days later he called about 6:00 p.m. and ordered, “Bring some beer.” I swing by the store, slammed two beers in the car and another just after I parked, and when I got into his room he was naked and watching a video and was rock hard, so I got undressed and just bent over the other bed waiting for him to ram fuck my hole. The cowboy moved around so he was facing the TV, grabbed the lotion and slammed me. Once again, his dick busting my ass ring open hurt like hell as I was still sore from the last time and the huge, thick dick head just tore through my tender hole. He didn’t care about me in the last and fucked to get his nutt, which blew pretty quickly that time. After a quick rest he asked, “You got hot pussy for me?” It took me a minute to figure out what he was talking about – or at least what I thought he was talking about – and I asked, “Do you mean dirty?” He did not say anything, just rubbed his dick, and I said, “No, sorry, didn’t think so.” Once had been enough for me, thank you very much. I started to get dressed and he said, “Call me when you do, bring the beer, and I’ll leave that ass sore for days.” Fuck he knew how to push my buttons! I told him usually early morning was best for ‘that’ if that’s what he wanted, and he said he would call me as he would be up early and out with the road crew. The next morning the phone rang about 5:30 am, it was him asking if I had some hot pussy for him. I confirmed I thought I did and he said, “I’ll be there in a few minutes, so leave the door ajar to your room and lay on the bed on your back with the lights off.” I was not sure about leaving the door ajar, but was able to unlatch it and open it just past the catch so it was ajar, but not really open and lay on my back and waited. Soon the door opened. I heard him get out of his pants, he climbed onto the bed, lifted my legs up, spit in his hand a few times, and pushed his head in raw, rough, and deep. Thankfully I had hit the poppers before he got there and put lube up my ass as every stroke burned. Even this early in the morning he reeked of sweat, cigarettes, beer, and weed and I loved that foul mix of smells! He started kissing me and saying, “Oh yeah, hot pussy, hot pussy.” Like usual it took him a while to cum and once he did he just got up without saying a word, got dressed and left. We repeated this routine every morning for the next few weeks. The dirty cowboy would call and then come by between 5:00 and 6:00 a.m.. A few times he would feed me his piss first while he smoked his joint, but usually just got down to fucking me – as is – no questions asked. He called me almost every night when he got off work from the road crew too with his standard order of, "Bring some beer." I would show up, beer in hand, and he would then fill my ass and guts with raw dick, cum, and piss topped off by his tobacco and weed spit. I had to go back home to San Antonio, but made it back to Houston for a couple more weekends before he left town. He never talked about himself or said more then he did those first few times, and each time that he fucked and it was not totally clean I was disgusted, sick to my stomach, but left with a hard and drooling dick and my ass ached for his big headed dick to fuck me more.

Chapter 7: Fast Forward. My birthday was several weeks ago, however my birthday camping trip was delayed several weeks due to weather. The trip was going to be either amazing, or terrifying. That morning mom gave me another present and step dad packed up the SUV. Mom said have fun, and said she'd wished she could come, but not into camping. She asked her husband about his gift, and he said he'd give it to him later. Little did either know what that meant. They got into the SUV, but instead of to a campground, a rather sleazy motel. I was confused, and questioned my step dad. He told me he had something to discuss, and besides he hated camping. I then asked about the tent in back. My step dad just laughed and said it was Something more exciting than a tent. They got into the room, quite the roach motel. My step dad lit up a cigarette and offered one to me. At first i declined saying i didn't smoke. My step dad laughed and said the rules were no lies, only truths. My step dad said i needed to be aware of my surroundings when smoking both cigarettes and my friends cock. He then reminded me of the poolside cam, and that i should be happy he saw and deleted them before mom did. They got on the bed together and his step dad immediately asked me if i was gay. I said i was questioning and asked if he was. My step dad said bi, but more gay. He continued by telling me that he considered me gay. I asked why, and he said he's seen me watching him in shower, and admitted he'd watched me shower and play with my cock also. I told my step dad that my friend and I have discussed the same and that we had come to the mutal decision that we were both gay, but inexperienced besides watching his gay porns! My step dad laughed and said, yes I was thinking some were out of place! He then asked me if I wanted some real life experience. I said yes Sir, but your my dad. He replied my step dad, not my flesh and blood. My step Dad said good boy. He said he would address him as boy, and not son, and he was to address him as Sir, and not dad. I totally agreed. My step dad said he was hoping id be open to real experiences, and to get naked under the covers while he went to the SUV to get the tent. Before leaving the room he put in a gay porn, but told me to keep my hands off of my cock. He returned and then put the "tent" on the floor, looking at his step son under the covers creating his own tent! My step dad said this weekend would be one of discovery and learning for both of them. He reminded me that i had to be open to new experiences but if i felt uncomfortable just say, and he'd stop. He also reminded me that if he wanted to do something specific to just ask. With that my step dad stripped and got into bed with me. I told my step dad i wanted to experience my first blow job from an experienced cock sucker. He looked suprised saying he thought me and my friend and had already experienced oral. Isaid yes Sir, but neither of us were experienced at it. My step dad pulled back the covers, putting my pre cumming cock in his mouth, and started to worship my cock more than it had ever been worshipped before. To be Continued in next Chapter under part 2.

The software that drives this site isn't capable of integrating with age verification services. Changing that would be cost prohibitive. Even if it could handle AV, the reoccurring costs would be more than Breeding Zone makes Even if the cost were affordable - it would block search engine spiders like Google (since allowing Googlebot/Bingbot through based on their user agent strings probably violates the law). Those search engines are the primary source of new members That will result in the slow death of the site - which is exactly why these laws are being passed - they want us to go out of business. I've said this pretty loudly on the main adult industry forum - there is a completely different solution which won't put us out of business. They're called Private Access Tokens (aka PATs). Apple has already started to use PATs to replace CAPTCHA, and Google is working on implementing them as well. The idea is that your device knows more about you than anyone else. Apple and Google are using them to confirm that the user is human. They could also be used to confirm whether adult content blocks are in place on the device. Then the parent only has to do a minimal amount of parenting to turn on the adult content block. (And adults who don't want to see adult content can turn on the block as well). Then PATs can be used to confirm that adult content block is not turned on. It's quick, cheap and efficient. And PATs are completely privacy-protecting. There's no 3rd party who knows you're accessing adult content. There's no additional database that can be hacked since it happens in the moment with no logging. Thing is, it's not age verification. It's verification of a lack of an adult content block. But it achieves the same goal. Actually, PATs would be more effective since the current laws don't apply to the major social media sites since the laws only apply to sites with >33% "harmful" content, and PATs are so quick, cheap and easy that even social media sites could be required to use them. At the end of the day these laws are being written by religious conservatives with the goal of putting sites like this out of business. Our silence is allowing them to determine how children are protected. They are not the best people to be writing these laws - their goal is to put us out of business. If the tech industry worked with the adult industry we could do a better job at protecting kids and not put us out of business. The laws in LA & VA want more than that. Yet those age verification pop-ups do help. It's pretty widely accepted that you'll never stop a kid who's determined to see porn. They will find a way to get around anything you implement. The thing absolutely no one wants and which needs to be addressed is kids accidentally seeing porn. The age verification pop-ups do help, but they're not perfect. Having to enter a birth date is even better. But the real problem is social media sites - and they're not covered by these laws - because the laws were written by people who want to put us out of business - "protecting children" is just a ruse.

Finished a session my partner orginized, spent about 5 hours tied to the fuckbench in our playroom, I was blindfolded so I have no idea how many men came by, but I was pretty much fucked non stop, alternating between my holes, good thing they marked me each time so my partner could keep track. Total loads in my hole was 27. I need more.

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**This is Fantasy and fiction. And the purpose of the article is not to encourage unsafe sex. Any resemblance to someone's life is purely coincidental. Nothing in this work should in any way be construed as medical advice or instruction.** ~~~~~~~ Chapter 21. Peter directed Dan to get up on the couch and squat on the oldest man's lap. Peter guided the man's throbbing cock straight into Dan's hole. All the men encouraged Dan to squat down more and open his virgin hole for the first cock. This sperm stick would change Dan's life forever. Dan squat some more and the hole entrance started to give way. Dan's eyes were wide open and a muffled moan came out of his mouth. After a while, Tom pushed Dan down hard so that Dan sank completely on mans lap and his cock sank deep into Dan's unprotected virgin ass. "Take it deep inside you. Big brother, you've been waiting for this moment for years. Now, finally, your unprotected virgin ass will get it all," said Tom with lust in his eyes. Tom himself climbed into the lap of the man next to Dans stallion and squatted so that he buried the man's cock inside him with one strong thrust. Now both young men's asses were full of hard cocks. The men all around looked at the brothers with lust and jerked their rock hard cocks. Both brothers side by side started riding hard cocks. Both men moaned happily as the young brothers' tight asses rubbed the men's dicks. The video cameras accurately recorded the sinking of the cocks into the young meat, as well as the faces of the toxic Tops and the brothers. Dan's stallion began to breathe more heavily. Peter asked Dan if he was ready for the first insemination of his life. Dan shyly said yes. Peter asked, making Dan aware that this load would likely change the rest of Dan's life. Yes, whispered Dan. Peter told Dan that he needs to say what he wants out loud. "I want to fill my ass with cum. Breed me," shouted Dan. The man under Dan grunted loudly and pumped his sperm into the young virgin's ass. "Take my poisonous seed you greedy little slut," said Dan's first stallion. For the next two hours, Dan and Tom greedily squatted on the men's laps, taking more and more men's sperm up their asses. Load after load. All the men filled the brothers' holes with their fluids. Tom was a little jealous when he noticed that the men were more interested in Dan's virgin ass than Tom's. Dan clearly got more sperm than Tom. However, Mark comforted Tom and said there was nothing to be jealous about. He is sure that both holes will receive enough loads today.

Part 1: The Legend An old Scottish legend, echoed in the mythologies of several other proud and ancient lands, tells of a woman who is enticed away from home,husband, family, and everything of value to her by a demon who appears to her, taking the form of her dead sailor lover. Hamish McAlpine read the description in a respected online reference source and snorted indignantly. It was so completely wrong, on so many levels, that he couldn’t believe they’d actually had the nerve to publish such trash. For starters, he wasn’t a demon. Not even close. He was immortal, true, but that wasn’t how he’d been born, nor was it by his own choice. Some people might think he’d enticed Alan, although he could have sworn it was totally 50-50 -- so who enticed whom? He had certainly not appeared as a dead sailor – what a ridiculous notion! Hamish could and did get seasick crossing a river. In fact, he had absolutely no power to shift his shape. All he could do was change his clothes and his hairstyle. He’d appeared as he always did – as himself, forever aged 32 “and a bit.” Most outrageous of all, the supposed “victim” wasn’t even a woman. Alan was a man – all man, the most sexy and magnetic man Hamish had ever met in his 988 years of life. And it wasn’t as if Hamish had ever lacked for interested men. He’d planted multiple loads of his immortal seed deep in the tight assholes of more than a few kings, ranging from Richard the Lionheart to Frederick the Great, with a little fling with James VI of Scotland thrown in along the way. He’d fucked, or been fucked by, dozens of men named in the history books, from the great through the not-so-great and all the way to the downright-dirty ones, down through the centuries. There’d also been a few missteps, a few intimate exchanges which ended badly with the party of the second part swearing vengeance, and demanding satisfaction. The results in these duels were predictable: Hamish would let himself be killed, then he would promptly resurrect, and the other man would either run screaming in terror or just blink and berate himself that his aim was so far off. Hamish had been immortal for so long that he scarcely recalled what his life had been like before it got extended indefinitely. He had vague memories of living in the servants’ quarters of a Scottish baronial castle, of acting as a footman, opening doors, bowing, delivering food from the kitchens to the Great Hall. His memory was a bit better when it came to his spare-time activities. Start with Neil, an apprentice armourer. Hamish had walked into the armoury one rainy afternoon, expecting to pick up a spear that was being rebalanced for the Baron. Instead, he found Neil bent over with the blacksmith’s spear embedded in his rear gate. Hamish had gotten down on his knees to suck on Neil’s cock, and soon pulled the sperm up and out as the blacksmith filled the young guy’s ass with his load. The blacksmith pulled out and went back to his forge but Hamish stayed when Neil invited him to fuck him some more. Hamish had driven his cock right into Neil’s butt, still full of the blacksmith’s seed, and the sensation soon drew his own cum up and out, filling Neil up to the point where the combined loads of sperm gushed and squirted out as Hamish kept pounding into his hole. But Neil was by this time getting hard again, and he pulled away, turned around, bent Hamish over, stripped away his clothes, and swiped a handful of the cum from his ass as lube. This was Hamish’s first time getting fucked, and it hurt like hell. He could hear the blacksmith laughing in the distance as the cries of pain were ripped out of Hamish’s throat. But the cries slowly evolved into moans of satisfaction as it became apparent that, in this area at least, the apprentice had definitely mastered some skills. Neil proved to be a first-rate top as well as a pliant bottom, and that combination of gifts kept both of them happy for the next year or so. But then Neil left, to take up a position as blacksmith and master armourer at another castle. More memorable still was Ian, fellow footman with a slim, firm body, blazing red hair, and an equally roving eye. It didn’t take any time at all, after Ian was recruited onto the castle staff, for Hamish to recruit Ian for after-hours extra work. Ian was the kind of man who would bend over any time for any man who asked and Hamish asked – early and often. They started with quickies snatched on the fly in the storage cellars, on the back stairway, or after hours in the kitchen. Hamish would walk up behind Ian, rub his hand across the seat of Ian’s breeches, and the younger man would turn to putty. Hamish would yank Ian’s breeches down, bend him over, release his own hard cock from his clothes, and proceed to plow that lovely Scottish ass with its light coat of flaming red hair. Even after Hamish had fucked him dozens of times, Ian’s hole remained delightfully tight, and it took very little time – sometimes as little as two minutes – before the tightness, and Ian’s quiet moans, pulled Hamish right up to the brink. Then he would pound ass, as fast as he could go, until his cum exploded in a frantic burst of energy inside Ian’s hole. Later on, Hamish reached a senior footman position and got a room of his own. It was cold, drafty, and dark, and the straw pallet was all he had in the way of a bed but still… it was private. Ian and Hamish enjoyed many hours of their off time, romping on that pallet. It gave them much more latitude to explore a whole variety of positions for sex. Since Ian’s cock was both shapely and not too thick, Hamish always enjoyed sucking him off. Ian particularly like the nights when Hamish would take him through their entire repertoire of positions, fucking him up, down, and sideways for several hours and planting several loads of seed deep in the redhead’s ass. In time, Hamish got hold of a bigger pallet and they were actually able to sleep together. Ian just loved cuddling up to Hamish after a good, hard fucking, and falling asleep with Hamish’s arms wrapped around him. There was no real love on Hamish’s side of the relationship. To him, Ian was a damn good fuck with a firm body who was always ready, able, and willing – but that was it. Ian understood that, and didn’t resent it, being grateful to always have hot sex there whenever he wanted it (and that was often). Life got a bit more tiring when the Baron’s second son, Robert, took to summoning Hamish in the evenings to help him relax for sleep. That started after Robert caught Hamish and Ian one night, enjoying a quickie for old times’ sake on the back stairs. Robert’s favourite form of relaxation was to slide his far-from-tiny cock deep inside Hamish’s firm ass when Hamish was on his hands and knees on the bed. Robert would then drive inside that hole deep and hard, sometimes keeping going for as long as an hour, and cumming inside Hamish as many as three times in a single extended fuck. He also demanded that Hamish prove his “loyalty” by cumming too. Robert was far too fastidious and dignified to let the lowly Hamish fuck him or suck him, or even shoot on him, so Hamish had to make do with his hand, with his back turned to Robert (who was actually quite a pleasant sight when undressed), and with Robert’s cock slamming into him at top speed. It all made for exhausting sex as well as a fierce ache in the nether regions, and left Hamish sometimes too tired to do the honours for Ian. Life underwent a dramatic change when the Baron decided to revive his struggling treasury by selling the services of his “private army,” as he called it, to the English King, Harold Godwinson, for a generous fee. The “army” actually consisted of a ragtag group of peasants and shepherds, “organized” (to use a slightly misleading term) under the direction of the castle’s senior servants. The Baron and his sons were nowhere to be seen – sensibly, as things turned out. During the trip south to England, Ian died in a bizarre freak accident. He lost his balance while fording a river, cracked his head wide open on a rock, and that was that. Hamish didn’t mourn overmuch. It wasn’t as if he had fallen in love with Ian, so what he mainly was conscious of was that he’d lost his favourite outlet for his most significant talent. In any event, this journey ended when they joined up with the English army at the beginning of October 1066. The King and his forces were marching to meet the invasion of Duke William of Normandy. The clash was due to happen near Hastings. William, of course, was destined to win immortality and a throne by winning the battle, which altered the entire course of English history. Hamish, though, was destined to win immortality of another kind altogether. That was the one part of his story that was due to demonic interference. One of the Norman knights lined up to participate in the invasion of England had fallen prey to his fears the night before the Norman army sailed for England. He’d called on a local sorcerer who had conducted a black mass to lay a spell of invulnerability and invincibility upon his sword. It had worked – in the sense that the dark power had undoubtedly invaded and possessed the blade. The unforeseen consequence was that the power of the sorcerer’s black arts leaped into the 32-year old Hamish when the knight stabbed him to the heart, as the Scottish mercenary defended the English right flank. Hamish died – but then promptly resurrected in immortal form. Meanwhile, the unfortunate knight got killed seconds later by one of the English knights. The real pity of it all was that he was a definite looker, as Hamish saw when the dead man’s armour was removed. He’d have been happy to have enjoyed a week or three – or more -- of mutual fucking with a man as well-built and well-hung as that one. Oh, the ironies of fate. Hamish got more out of the knight’s meddling with the black mass than just immortality. He also got sent back to earthly life in perfected form. His face, formerly pleasant enough, became devastatingly handsome. His shoulders broadened; his waist tightened. His originally short cock lengthened to a seriously challenging, eight-inch-long, uncommonly thick, weapon of choice for his favourite kind of duelling. Add on a newfound, intimidating level of bedroom stamina and Hamish McAlpine had become a major challenge for all of the man-loving men who would cross his path for the next millennium or so.

Chapter 11 The Kid walked back to his place and when he got to the top of his steps, the guy that had bent him over last Friday meet him. He walked into the Kid’s flat behind him and grabbed the Kid’s ass as they passed through the threshold. He gave the Kid a bottle of Gatorade and told the Kid “ Get cleaned up and come over to my place, you have a date in my basement. Be a good boy and drink all of this one your way over “. He knew the guy meant business and if he didn’t show up, he had no idea who all he would tell about the night in the park. He was thirsty so he drank about half of the Gatorade, it tasted funny, but he didn’t care, it was wet. He cleaned himself out with his douche nozzle and cleaned himself out. He also touched himself up with a razor, he had shaved enough that it looked like he was naturally hairless between the legs. It made him look even younger that before. As he was getting out of the shower, he felt hot and a little uneasy on his feet. He didn’t think he had the temperature on the water turned up that high. He dried off and put on shorts and a tee shirt and slid into his sandals. He was camo because he lost his underwear at one place and figured he didn’t want to lose more. He felt flush, relaxed and horny at the same time. He started out the door when he remembered the Gatorade, he still had just over half of it left to drink, He downed it down quickly and walked dover to the neighbor’s place He knocked on the door at the neighbors. He answered and told the Kid “ Just in time, follow me “. He noticed the Kid was a bit tipsy and knew he was feeling the ’special’ mix in the Gatorade. He took the Kid downstairs to the basement. He watched the kid, he didn’t want hm falling. When he got down there the Kid noticed four other guys. One was naked smoking a glass pipe. The neighbor said he had something special for him to try. The drugs in the Gatorade was hitting him and he was feeling horny as hell. One of the guys walked over to the Kid and yanked his cloths off. He stepped back and looked at the hairless body and asked “ You sure he is legal age “? The Kid looked a lot younger than his actual age. The neighbor said “Yeah, I’m sure. He is in his twenties “ . The pulled the Kid over to a table and sat him down. Next to him on the table was some white powder in lines, he had never seen this before. The asked the Kid if he ever did lines before, the Kid answered “ no sire “. One of the guys walked over and said let me show you how to do it. He took a straw and put the end of it in his nose and then stared inhaling the line of white powder, The guy snorted and said that was great. His voice seemed to have changed. The guy told the Kid, like poppers, you need to block the other part of your nose when you inhale. The Kid though that this would be easy, he liked poppers and figured this was the same. the Neighbor pointed to the longest line and said “ I have been saving this one for you, see how much you can inhale “. The Kid took this as a challenge and got into position like the other guy did and started snorting the line he almost got it all in when an unbelievable intense burning hit his nose. It was a deep burn that seemed to go into his brain. He never felt anything like this. His eyes were watering n the guys started laughing. One of them said “ I guess he wasn’t lying, this was the first for coke “. The Kid’s head was spinning and he had a sense of total euphoria he never felt before. While all this was going on three other guys walked in. One was a younger guy that had what looked like a dog collar in, One of the other guys was leading him around. They came over and stood the Kid up and started feeling him all over. One of them commented on the Kid’s cock and how nicely hard it was. The were feeling his body, pinching his nipples and playing with his ass. Up to now the Kid hadn’t noticed how horny he had gotten. They were checking his butt and commenting on it. It was as if he was noting more than a side of beef they way they talked. The Guy that was leading the one with a collar told the guy to get down and suck out this Kid’s ass. The bent the kid over and the slave came over and started eating his ass. It really felt great, the Kid thought this was going to be fun. The slave was sucking hard on the Kid’s hole, he could actually feel his insides being sucked. The Neighbor bent down and asked the Kid “ You like this, don’t you “? The Kid was panting and said “ Yes”. The neighbor said “ Tis is only the beginning. I am hosting a small get together and you’re one of the main attractions “

Poz. Currently not on meds.

Visited Basement sauna in Manchester on Friday night. It was absolutely dead with only a few guys wandering around. It was early doors though so I didn't give up hope. I spotted a guy with a muscular physique much like my own. I'm not usually into muscle but he had a lovely hard, shaved cock with a steel cock ring thatade his cock swollen and the veins pronounced. I love sucking on the blood engorged head and then sinking myself down his shaft. I vaguely remembered him from a previous visit and I think he's bottom...and one that doesn't douche. He was sat back on a bed against the wall so I span round and lowered myself onto his dick. He didn't protest so I rode him for a short while until he bust his load in me and left. I made my way back into the dark room. It seems all the guys in the place were packed into the small room. Soon had my hands on cocks and hands on mine... And my arse. I was sucking a cock and he went to sit on the bench. I bent over to suck him and shortly after felt fingers at my hole, then a tongue and a few moments later a cock head. It was a very all cock and whoever it belonged to had trouble staying inside. I've got a bubble butt from years of squats and you need some length haha. That said I love a small cock early in the night as it leaves the cum load shallow which means the following fucks are sloppy and I love sloppy! He busted inside me and I carried on sucking but unfortunately didn't get the load and he left. I then sucked the cock of a geared guy with a big 8" thick and curved cock with large mushroom head. I badly wanted him to fuck me but he seemed really cagey and just kind of drifted from guy to guy just getting sucked but not fucking. I'd end up sucking him a few more times throughout the night. Back in the darkroom and I started playing with the cocks of two guys stood in the shadows. One was cut and hung so I bent over to suck the other guy hoping he'd fuck me and that exactly what he did. The guy I was sucking sat on the bench so I could rest myself between his legs and the other guy fucked md hard and came loudly a few moments later. I went downstairs to my locker and a hung older daddy with a huge PA started to cruise me. I smiled and made my way back to the cruising area and he followed. I walked straight to the sling..for sone reason I thought he'd be into it and I wasn't wrong! The sling room was in darkness as the lights didn't work and there wasn't any porn on the screen. Another guy slipped inside before he shut the door. We played with each other a bit before I jumped in the sling and he pushed that huge lump of metal into my hole. It hurt as it passed through my sphincter but then felt incredible as he started to fuck his full length into my hole. The other guy stuck his cut cock into my mouth and I lapped at it greedily. Hung daddy pulled out abd encouraged the other guy to slip inside my arse which he readily did, lasting moments before busting his load. He left and daddy shoved that dick in, much easier this time witb the fresh load to lube its way. Then the fire alarm went off! He kept fucking but then we realised it wasn't a drill so I hopped out got dressed and was out into the cold night. I took the opportunity to grab a Jay from my car and powder my nose. Hung daddy assured me we'd be let back in and he wasn't finished with me. He wanted to breed me but after I'd took another 2 loads. We eventually got let back in and we returned to the sling, this time leaving the door open. He shoved poppers under my nose frequently and went to town on my cum hole, pushing me forward on sling so I almost came off his cock but then sinking back down his full length with my full bodyweight behind it as it swung back down. He alternated between fucking my and trying to fist me. We had a lot of watchers and although he encouraged others to fuck we didn't have any taker other than the odd guy wanting me to suck them. The guy with the big cock I'd wanted to fuck all night eventually got coaxed to come in and he lined up to slide in, I was really surprised! He didn't sink his cock all the way in though, then he fucked me really erratically never actually sinking his dick home thrn pulled out after maybe 30 seconds and busted over my hole. Kinda hot but also a big disappointment in terms of the fuck. A piggy guy who'd been watching but had a stub cock dropped to his knees to lick up the load which myself and the hung daddy thought was horny. I told daddy I had to set of home soon and that I wanted his load. He reiterated that he wanted two more loads in there. I didn't think it was going to happen but then two guys walked in both going with side of my whole hung daddy fucked away. He pulled out and one of them quickly replaced him busting a quick load then leaving. The other guy was a young twink with a gorgeous big cock and hanging balls. He nervously swapped places and after a few missed attempts at penetrating my his cock eventually lined up and he sank into the cum filled gooeyness! He fucked me really good and shouted loudly as he filled me up. Pulling out after his cock had softened I felt some cum escape my hole but then saw hung daddy with a focused look in his eye push to get to my hole. He sank his dick inside and I jumped in pain as his piercing passed my now sore opening. He pounded me hard and grunted and growled as he bust inside me. I wanked my cock furiously and blew a big load over my chest to finish the night. Pushed the loads out when I got home and got it on film. I've posted on my twitter. Are we allowed to link twitter here?

That is awesome Lust brother Just remember it is only depravity to the Bible/Koran/BoM wavers. To us males who have embraced our Natural Lust and live by our penis and ass, it is normal male behavior as Nature intended.

one of those: to be rented as a slave to kinky bar by loser BF, there is fuck house where slaves are bent in doggy into a hole in the wall, and their holes are used to service by tickets. every day an 8 hours fucking by completely strangers bare back or swallowing on the other side or both. slaves who fail to complete the 8 hours are taken to the lower floor where a hose coming of the wall is connected to their holes, both sides. they have to serve 1 hr as a punishment, the other side of the hose is connected to the urinal basin that is used by customers who finish their fucking up and want to piss before leaving, no flushing of course.

Let me clear up the ending! Typos and such. Mark and I have been together for two years now. He is so sweet, loving and we have great sex. Every now and then he has one of his actors come and join us. Always a top to share me with. I wanted to start a new life; I did not want to look back at all the guys who fucked me over especially Bryce. I am trying not to hate him, but I am not doing a very good job with that. I did although want the payments coming into my account from Bryce, Mark my new boyfriend got me an attorney and the two fisting guys paid up. I soon had over $100,000 in my account. I ended up doing three more shoots those two guys at a higher split, I was now getting 50%. They had no problem once I was on meds and my viral load was undetectable. Both Mark and I are undetectable, he got me to a real doctor. (I Mark lead me to believe he was undatable already, that I was now going on meds) I have not seen the full videos from the studio, I never desired to see them. One day, I may but up till now I have not the desire to see them. Yes, I although get some snickering at parties, snide remarks about me being positive and how I got there but I have decided to look forward not back. So, I ignore them and focus on being happy with Mark in our new life. The end, till Cody views his most defining roll in a film as the innocent, unprotected hole for toxic tops to breed. He is bound to find out sooner or later. Mark has never told him and his life may again be ruined once he realizes he is living a new lie and Mark was part of his poz diagnosis. Until them, thanks for reading.

POSITIVE +

poz all the way, it's the best

Part 41 　 I headed over to a chair and sat down to watch. I was wondering if any of the neg guys there were conflicted as I was or not. I thought, probably not, as they had knowingly come to get pozzed. It was still very new to me and I was still completely confused by my feelings. On the one hand, I found it to be the best sex I had ever had or even imagined, but on the other hand, I was 'straight?' or maybe, I guess not totally anymore for sure, but was I now gay or not? My mind was in total turmoil. I decided to just sit back and enjoy the show for awhile. It looked like all three tops were getting close now. The bottoms all moaning and telling them to hurry and fill them up. The tops, Tom, Randy and Hank all telling them they were going to be knocked up good and soon. There was a knock on the door and since everyone else was busy, I got up to check it out. I opened the door just a crack, as everyone was naked as hell there. There were two guys standing on the porch and both looked hot as hell. Both of them had no shirt on and only thing I could see them wearing were shorts and smiles. They asked if this was Hank's place and I told them it was. They then asked to come in and join the party. I opened the door and told them to come on in. They took one look and both at once, dropped their shorts and kicked them off and were nude like everyone else. They both then just went to sit down and watch the show. I sat down too and soon found out they were a couple. One of them was poz hvl and the other neg and they had come to the party to see if the neg one could take a good pounding and join the brotherhood. They wanted to know if I was poz or not and I told them I had no idea as I had just had my first gay sex barely over a week ago. That surprised them a lot and the poz guy immediately seemed to get turned on by it. His cock was hard almost in a blink and he was staring at me constantly then. I was a little uncomfortable with it, but also turned on as he had a damn nice looking cock I noticed. About this time the guys fucking all seemed to be cumming almost at the same time with a lot of moaning and groaning. We almost laughed the way they were ending. Then the other two, apparently .neg bottoms, that had been watching jumped down on the floor on their backs and were almost begging for cock. Soon the one poz guy I didn't now had his still hard cock in one of them and pounding away and Tom and Randy had grabbed the other one and before the poor guy knew what hit him, they had DPed his hole hard and he was being pummeled mercilessly and couldn't even scream. Hank had got up and come over to us, to greet the new comers and stopped long enough to grab me and give me a big sloppy hot kiss. Then he reached out and took the new neg guy and pulled him up and over to the couch, bent him over the arm and rammed his cock home in one giant thrust. The poor guy almost came unglued and like the poor guy getting DPed he couldn't even form a scream as Hank pounded his hole about as hard as it was possible to do. As I was distracted by the scenes unfolding in front of us the new poz guy had slid closer to me. I finally noticed it when his had all at once caressed my thigh and was up to the top of it and reaching under me to my extremely sore and sensitive hole. I almost jumped out of my skin and as I lifted up momentarily his hand went beneath me and as I was coming down I felt a couple of his fingers already entering my ass. I groaned and before I knew what I was doing had leaned back and he slid anothe finger into me. The sensation of three of his fingers in me caused me to gasp and I knew I was going to let him fuck me. I couldn't help it as the sensations running rampant through me made me collapse onto my back. He was soon over me and kissing me deeply and I was off in sex heaven again.

I really get off on being watched while I'm getting fucked and sucking cock. It started when I was young and just able to go into bars. I went into a leather bar on a very hot night, so I went in shirtless and sat at the bar. It wasn't long before a beer appeared before me. I looked across the bar and two rough looking guys in chaps and harnesses nodded at me and raised their beers. I smiled back at them and drank the beer they had sent over. I had gone in there with every intention of getting my ass fucked so I was happy when these guys came over and sat on each side of me. After I said hi and thanked them for the beer,we talked and before I knew it they had another two beers down me. I was feeling pretty good and both had their hands all over me. One slid his hand down my back, under my jeans and was feeling my ass crack eventually working his way to my hungry hole, I didn't resist and worked my ass back on the stool so he could finger my hole, which he quickly did. He looked at me and said "we were hoping you were a bottom" which I confirmed. I expected them to ask me to go home with them, but instead they asked me to come with them. I went with them downstairs where there was another dimly lit bar area. There were lots of guys down there, some were naked, I saw some guys were getting sucked, which got me excited. The two guys that took me down there smiled at me and one started kissing me while the other was taking off my shoes and my jeans so i was completely naked. I didn't resist and my cock got immediately erect. The guys both took out their cocks and I got on my knees and sucked on both of them. They got real hard, lifted me up, bent me over and took turns fucking my ass raw in front of everyone. Because I was new, it attracted a bunch of the guys down there to come over and watch. I thought it would be awkward, but instead it really turned me on and I loved having all those guys watch me taking both of their loads. I ended up sucking a lot more cocks down there that night and took a few more loads in my ass before the place close. Ever since that night I have been a real exhibitionist bare backer.

Total dream of mine to be at Steamworks...watching guys getting fucked BB. Then have a hot guy come-up behind me, finger my hole and talk me into bending over a rail and taking his hard, bare cock up my pussy. He'd be fucking my tight hole and saying (out load), how good his cock felt, and how he was going to seed my hot hole. By then there would be several guys watching me take this stranger's bare cock...and all too soon, his hot, thick load of sperm. Then, while some guys hold me down by my sholders, this hot Top would walk around and shove his cum covered cock in my mouth. I'd be sucking his tasty cock when I'd feel another raw cock slid into my wet ass. Finally my fantsay cum true. Getting spit fucked. A cum covered cock in my mouth and another hot dick up my cum lubed ass. HEAVEN!

Agreed! Love showing off and getting more cocks involved. Recently being exhibitionist at the bathhouse helped get double penetrated twice and swapped between a few tops gang-bang style, so, I can't complain haha