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Although my story makes a small reference to RJB56’s “Graduation Night”, the latter cannot be associated or be held responsible for what follows, nor that I pretend to write stories as hot as RJB’s. Part 1 I deal drugs. You’re offended? Sue me. I’m also a motherfucker. If I’m horny, I will fuck you up onto next Sunday more ways than your brain can think. Skin, ass, balls, cock, fingers, ears, nose, hair, tongue, they are all leverages for me to bend you over and breed you with my toxic cum. I grew up in a trailer trash park community made of ex-convicts, drug dealers, drug addicts, biker gang members. With a hard ass father (not my real one, but the most steady figure in my life) and multitude of fly-by-night mothers; sex, violence and drugs were the normality. I still live in the same park, but in my own trailer with the previous owner all tied up and gagged, nicely stow away in the narrow cupboard that the trailer offers. The wimpy old man, (he’s 42 and I am 24!) knew better to make any sounds when he is in “his room”. We are at this period of the year where graduation parties pop up 3 or 4 times a week. So yeah, I am busy. My sex and social life almost plummet to none during that period, and to be honest, my roomie was lacking some freshness, and motivation. Hence, the bondage. With nothing else to do while I am away making my deliveries, he was tasked to think his 5 top reasons for me to keep him. I had just dropped off earlier a nice delivery at Jordan and James mansion. They were hosting a graduation night party for a bunch of freshly legal Christian highschoolers, and if possible, to positively convert them to a new religion. I was at the Black Eagle, a friendly chaps and leather bar, nursing a second beer when I got a text from their nephew asking for G&T supplies. With a nod to the bartender, I grabbed my keys and drove back to the mansion. - Don’t tell my uncles. - Not my business to tell, as I collected my money. It’s on my way out that I saw a small frame in the grass near the entry bushes, face down ass up, puking his guts. Normally, I wouldn’t have blink on this scenery, but the clad-ass pants were appealing. As I got nearer, my hope to score almost vanished as I looked at the frail body. Underaged, I thought. - Are you okay? You shouldn’t be here. You are too young for this party. The kid raised his head, unveiling a thin moustache all over his upper lip. - Fuck you asshole! I’m nineteen and… He never finished his sentence as his wretched stomach was still upset and tried to expulse what ever was left. And he never had the chance to raise his head again as I grabbed him by the neck and force his face down to a fraction distance of the vomit. - You little punk! You think you can mouth me off? He tried to wiggle his ass out, but fuck, he was no match. - I will teach you respect and humility. Stick your tongue out! I have to give him credit, he was resisting. I increase the pressure on his neck at each word so he can see I meant business. - STICK. YOUR. TONGUE. OUT! It took only few seconds before seeing the light pink tip of his tongue touch lightly the soiled grass. - LICK IT. Nothing could have described better his position than the soft grizzling coming from his throat. With my other hand, I strongly slapped his ass. And lick he did. - You look like a filthy pig, I laughed. He was heaving deeply. - I suggest that you refrain yourself to puke again, little punk, because if you do, you will have to lick it up all over again. Not sit back on your heels and chin up. His face was covered in slime and smell like it. - Let me clean you up a bit. And with that I start pissing on his face and on his hair. In his drunk state, it took him few seconds to register the warm beer-recycled piss soaking his shirt and preppy pants. Maybe it was a cause-and-effect thing, or maybe just the fact that he to go, nevertheless he started to piss himself! I grabbed a large handful of his black mop. - You’re coming with me, piggy boy. Without any option, he had to follow my hand wherever it went. He was bent at belt level, and despite the piss smell, I kept him close to me. If he looked down, he would see my 11-1/2” size boots; if he looked up, it would see my semi-hard 7” cock trapped in what was coming to be an indecent bulge. My car wasn’t really that far but I took my time, walking slowly. - You’re coming with me. I will fuck you. Hard. A few times. I might beat you. For fun. Make you beg to suck my cock and lick my armpits, or anything else. - I will never suck you. I like guys that has guts. This one has still some fight in him. It would be fun to strip his mind, one step at the time; to ply the straight boy as I wish until he would ask for more. Never say never. - Challenge accepted. I let him rise his head and he got a good look at me. His eyes went down briefly at my crotch and back. I just smile. - Unh uhn. You are not getting in the car with your clothes. He just stood there with a dumbfounded look. - You should think before letting a stranger piss on you. Now, strip. Slowly. He looked around. It was past midnight, and the street was deserted. You were able to hear distant noises from the party. He unbuttoned his shirt, revealing dime-sized virgin nipples. Then he removed what were once new shoes, probably bought for the event. Then came the fancy pants. Size 24. - Underwear. He brought his hands to the waistband, and with a defiant look, he removed the blue and grey stripped fashion-style boxer brief. I pop up the trunk and threw the dirty clothes in after retrieving his wallet. - Get in. - I’m not gay, he said with a shiver in his voice, hands clasp to his crotch. I look with satisfaction at his body. Probably 5-foot, 110 lbs. Average in the cock department. He wasn’t bony or skinny. He was a young man on a small frame with a nice dark olive complexion. - Doesn’t matter. I am. And I closed the trunk.

My boy and I were finally getting back into shape. We were spending an hour at the gym together nearly every day. We ran to the gym every day, and walked home. My boy was always horned up after a workout. We had been known to put on a bit of a show in the lockerroom showers on occasion after working up a sweat. I’m sure one or two guys stuck around when they saw us finishing up to watch our escapades. One day last week, we were fooling around in the showers when we saw a guy across the stalls from us. We’d never seen him before, and he made quite an impression. Over 6’-0” tall with a buzz cut and stubble, bulging wide shoulders and furry chest. As my boy knelt down to blow me, I watched as he started fisting his big cock. I maintained eye contact with him as my boy gobbled my dick. When he had me close, I pulled my boy up and swiveled him around so he could see our new friend. I knelt down and swallowed my boy’s cock. Our new friend blew his load as my boy came in my mouth. We winked at each other as we rinsed off and headed back to the lockers to get dressed. My boy was clearly flirting with this guy as we all got dressed and introduced ourselves. The guy told us his name was Dave, and shook hands with us. We all headed out together and walked in the same direction. Along the way, he asked if we wanted to stop for a beer, so we did. Three or four beers later, my boy and I were lit, but Dave didn’t seem to be feeling a thing. He was getting touchy-feely with us both, and I’m pretty sure he managed to slip his hand down the back of my boy’s shorts at least twice. Small talk led to racy sex talk, and he asked if he could come home with us and fool around. My boy looked at me with puppy dog eyes, silently pleading to let us keep him. It wasn’t difficult for me to agree, and we were on our way. The flirting continued as we approached our building. Once in our elevator, Dave grabbed my boy by the ass and lifted him off the floor as he hardcore shoved his tongue in his mouth. My boy was putty and melted into him. I let Dave carry by boy down the hallway as I unlocked our apartment door and led them in. My boy was in heat as he stripped Dave’s clothes off, and knelt before him, taking his thick cock deep down his throat. “You boys play raw,” he asked me as my boy gobbled his dick. “We do,” I replied as I stripped my own clothes off. I was honest. My boy and I did play raw, together, but we hadn’t screwed around with someone else in quite some time, and when we had, we had played safe. “Where’s the bedroom?,” he asked, as he stood my boy up and scooped him into his arms. My boy was making out with Dave as I led them to the bedroom. Once there, my boy bent over the edge of the mattress, arching his back and sticking his ass out. Dave started munching his hole as I dove into the bedside table looking for lube and condoms. I knew this guy was going to fuck one or both of us. I found some lube, even though my boy and I usually just used spit, but couldn’t find any condoms; after all, it had been a while since we needed them. When my boy yelped, I knew I hadn’t been fast enough. Dave reared back and had shoved his raw cock into my boy’s ass. I gasped with surprise as Dave looked as me and smirked. “What? You said you played raw.” He was right, but I hadn’t meant that we played raw with strangers. My boy moaned with pleasure as he felt Dave’s hairy balls press against his ass, filling him full of raw thick dick. “Don’t make him stop fucking me! It feels SO good to have a big dick in me!” My boy was right; Dave must have been at least two inches longer than me, and much thicker. He kept moaning and whimpering as Dave jackhammered his pussy. Dave motioned to me to shut my boy up, so I got onto the mattress and stuck my dick in his mouth. Just as my boy gagged on my dick, Dave slowed his pistoning and jammed balls deep. I figured it was to let my boy get used to blowing while getting fucked. I realized later that he was breeding my boy. As I held my boy’s head and skull-fucked his mouth, Dave pulled out of his ass. “You want some of this raw dick, boy?” I shuddered when he called me boy. I couldn’t help but pull out of my boy’s mouth and assume the position. Dave had two fingers shoved in my boy’s well-fucked ass as he guided his dick into mine. Nothing to lube me up, just my boy’s ass juices, and what I later realized was Dave’s seed. Dave shoved his cock all the way into me as my boy started kissing me. He was still whimpering from the deep fingering he was taking. I groaned as Dave bottomed out and began to tear up my hole. “This boy is loose, can barely feel a thing” Dave chuckled. I knew I wasn’t that loose, especially taking his thick tool, but he took his sticky fingers out of my boy’s hole and wedged them into mine, alongside his meat. My boy climbed up on the bed and shoved his ass against my mouth. I lapped up a sticky mess leaking out of his ass, and realized that they hadn’t used lube. The taste was intoxicating as I swallowed it down. Dave picked up his fuck-pace and then held tight against me. I felt so opened up as he moved his fingers around his dick inside my hole. “You want a go now,” Dave asked my boy. He squealed with delight as Dave tossed me onto the bed on my side. My boy lay down beside me and slid into my slackened hole. He began to fuck me, and I could tell how much Dave’s dick and fingers had loosened me up. As he found his pace, Dave slid into him again and the three of us rocked back and forth. Dave talked dirty, muttering about what cumsluts we both were and how we deserved whatever came our way. The dirty talk was sending my boy over the moon and he bred me as deeply as he ever had. When he was done, I wiggled away from them and squatted over my boy’s mouth. He ate his seed, and what we later learned was Dave’s, from my ass. Dave made no pretense this time, and wailed, “I’m gonna breed you, cumdump! Gonna fill you with my load!” He fired off as he shuddered at least six times, seeding my boy’s bare hole. He pulled out and had my boy sit on my face. I lapped that cum up and knew it tasted the same as the last time I had lapped my boy’s hole. I was still busy eating my boy’s hole when Dave got off the bed and left the room. We caught our breath and made it back to the living room just as Dave was finishing pulling on his clothes. My boy was in lust with this guy and pleaded, “Will we see you again?” Dave snickered and reached for his wallet. He pulled out a black business card with red writing on it. “You want me, my dick, and my loads again, you know where to find me.” He flicked the card at my boy and left. We read it together. “POZ PIGS FOR POZ PLAY. EVERY FRIDAY. MIDNIGHT UNTIL SUNRISE” followed by and address and a phone number. I was shocked as I realized that Dave was POZ and had seeded us both. My boy on the other hand ran down the hallway after Dave shouting, “But we can’t go. We’re both NEG!” My boy caught up with Dave as the elevator door opened. I heard Dave reply as they stepped in the elevator, “You USED to be NEG…” My boy got in the elevator with him, half-naked and the door closed behind them. I stood still for what seemed like minutes, and collected my thoughts. Then, I wondered where my boy had gone. Nearly twenty minutes later he returned. I asked him where he had gone. “Dave was still horny. He pushed the emergency button and bred me again in the elevator. Want to eat his POZ seed out of me again?” I laid down on the floor as my boy squatted over my face and pushed out Dave’s most-recent load. I guess I knew where we would be headed on Friday nights from now on…

Last night, went to nude day at subway sauna in Melbourne. Really busy and got a lot of raw cock! Not even a minute in the dark room I got my first raw cock ! Decent size daddy mounting me right away , he did took awhile to cum as soon as he bred me, another cock took over , I was non stop taking 5 cock in a row. Then nothing, crowd seems gone after that. Took the time to go toilet, saw a hairy daddy about to take a piss, I asked if I can drink his piss, he said yes so kneel down sucks his cock a bit then piss down my throat:) after that I get his cock hard and he bred me in the toilet:) walk around the sauna a bit , no action, went back to dark room, and positioned my ass up on all4, not long after had another 3 guys fuckng me , the last guy was rough, he flip me on my back , leg up , hand on my throat chocking me spitting on my face , after he bred me, I was pretty much done, 9 guys in less than 2 hours time. I was leaking cums on the way home.

"May I" Ev asked and without asking for permission, he buried his tongue in Will's generous foreskin and lapped up the precum. "Damn, you taste good! I just need some stuff from my pocket." Reaching over, he retrieved two items. First was his toothbrush in a ziploc bag. Second was a travel sized bottle of lube. "The toothbrush is self explanatory, to break a few blood vessels, giving your super strain fertile ground, and the lube is optional!" "You did give this thorough consideration!" Will said with a wicked grin. "Deliciously twisted indeed! If you can get fucked with only spit for lube, that's good with me. That's how I fucked Greg after my diagnosis!" Extracting his toothbrush from the plastic bag, Ev declared, "Spit for lube it is! Ooow!' He winced, roughly shoving it up his ass. Twirling it around his face grimaced. Removing it, he examined it. "Bloody enough!" He said, letting Will see it. Putting it back in the bag, he sealed it inside. "My souvenir." He explained. "Now, let me suck your magnificent cock and lube it with my spit!" To be continued

My partner caught me off guard last night saying he had a 'surprise' for me last night. I was fraught with work and wasn't really in the mood at the time. But he persisted. I decided to fuck work and prepare for this adventure. The next thing I know this guy about half our age shows up at our house in a jock strap and I swear his BBC was at LEAST 7 inches...soft...and it filled up a jock strap all the way down. My bf (a total top) asked him where he even hides that in his pants lol. We then proceed to do all the 3some things and then our partner asks me to ride our friends' cock. Now this got me scared! He was exceptionally thick AND long! It took me about 5 minutes to get him about 70% inside my ass. Once I did, it was PURE heaven! Until...he pressed the last inch or so of his 9.5 rock hard cock to that LAST spot inside! It honestly hurt...I later realized he was hitting my second hole inside. I've never felt that before! But both of them absolutely LOVED watching me struggle! After I felt his ROCK hard cock spasm inside me and shoot his load, I said I have GOT to get back to work! About 10 minutes later, he walked into my office and said...I need to show you something...come back to the bedroom...where he proceeded to fuck the HELL out of me another time! Yet again...I decided work could wait so the 3 of us decided to sleep naked in bed together. In the morning, I thought his ARM was caressing my cheeks but it was his ROCK hard, THICK cock, ready for more! It just so happened that the bf went to the bathroom to pee at this time and then our friend proceeded to press his HUGE cock into my ass again! This took another few minutes of me struggling and then the bf walked in on us with half our friend inside me 😎....he came a 3rd time inside me....and then there was this morning, about 5 hours later. I got up to get ready for the day and, all of the sudden, I control myself and...I swear about a half cup of cum came running down my legs inside my jeans! I have NEVER experiences that sort of opening, cum inside experience ever before but can't WAIT for it to happen again! 😁 What are your stories? 🐖

I have a beach house and I get the chance to be a real cum dump from time to time when I go there. It's difficult to host at home, but I can host at my beach house as I usually go there alone. Its also in a gay area, so sometimes there are guys who are available. It's not as often as I would like but when I do its great fun. I am exploring my "cundump whore" side and it's been fun. During covid I constructed a GH in a doorway in my beach house, I thought it to be a safer way to have sex, but what I found was it was a lot of fun and the guys really love it. This past month I got a sling as I progress in satisfying my sexual fantasies. I feel sometime in my future life, in my my next house I am going to eventually have a sex room with all of the above. It's so hot!! So at the beach house there are a couple of regulars that when they see me online hit me up. I love it. I also try and send them a message via the apps when I know I am going to be in town to make the chance of getting bred that much better. Honestly it's not as easy to get fucked as one would think, it takes a lot of time and patience to be honest. Lots of fakes, flakes and time wasters on the apps. That being said, I still love offering my holes to any willing cock.... I love getting fucked/bred. So, there is this married straight guy, so he says, his name on the apps says he is straight and loves raw holes. All of the previous is true I think. He has the biggest cost I have ever seen and knows how to use it. I wasn't sure I would be able to take it, but it slides right in and he is a great fuck! I will take his cock any time he offers it. Sometimes it's late at night, midnight, 3am, does not matter, I will make myself available. Over the last few years he had bred me many times. Pre-covid I would wait ass up for him to breed me. I have a pair of "back zip" jeans and they are one of my profile pics, one time he asked me to be waiting, ass up blindfolded in the jeans. He came in, unzipped my jeans, bred me, zipped them back up (my ass dripping with cum) and then left, was so hot. How for the reason I am writing this. During covid I used the GH with him almost every time he came to visit. I set things up with candlelight on both side, a dark house, me waiting behind the GH for him to come and put his cock thru the hole. It's so hot waiting there, hearing the door open, footsteps in the dark while on my knees waiting on the other side of the hole. It makes my heart pound in anticipation of it all. I usually take a good hit of poppers when I hear the screen door open. I sit there waiting for that cock to show up. One of the first times we did this at the GH, I sucked his cock, it kept growing and growing and growing. When you are ass up getting fucked, most of the time you don't get a real good look at the cock fucking you. I was in a trance, sucking this HUGE cock, forcing it down my throat as far as I could. OMG, it was so hot. As the emotion took me over, I felt like I was in a porno movie and here I am with this huge cock ramming my throat. All of the sudden this sense of wanting to take his cock in my hole and get fucked. I told him to fuck me, I turned around and I backup up onto his huge hard cock! I was in heaven! I wasted no time pushing his hard cock into me and my hole against the GH! He then took over and started plowing my hole, I thought he was going to come thru the GH, he kept ramming and ramming me, the GH kept bouncing as he pummeled my hole. I was in pigg heaven. He likes a nice deep rough fuck and with a cock like that, it's incredible. I don't think that many could take his pounding, but I actually love it. It was a very memorable fuck as I can say that I remember most of the times he has bred me. They are worth remembering. So now it's spring time, I spend time at the beach house spring and fall. Too crazy in the summer for me. I love the time I spend here. When I say beach house, my place is on the beach and it overlooks the lighthouse! Incredible place to be and add a GH and a sling, what could be better. Last weekend he hit me up at midnight, He requested a GH fuck. I asked him to fuck me in the sling as I am trying to get fucked in the sling and it's new. I of course got on my knees behind the GH and it was a repeat of the fuck I previously described. It's totally amazing and after sucking and throating that HUGE cock something comes over me, I can't help myself and I have to back up onto it. Of course he rams me, fucks hard and long. I do feel like someday he's going to come right thru the wood wall!! Its so hot. So the whole point of my story is this. He gave me the explanation of why he loves the GH so much. I know why I love it, but never saw it from his perspective. here it is!! This is what he said! "There's something really hot about a glory hole. Not having control of what happens to my cock is exciting. Would be up for sling fuck another time if that's cool." Last night he hit me up again, this time he fucked me in the sling!! It was so hot, he is so huge, my ass is pretty tight but have NO PROBLEM taking his cock. He fucked me every way to Sunday in the sling, he bred me DEEP and I mean deep. Love a good rough hot breeding!! So next time he reaches out (hope it's tonight) I will gladly wait behind the GH to give him exactly what he wants, I actually thinks its going to be hotter now that I know, I will help him with his fantasy, it seems to align with mine!! After he leaves I can wait in the sling for someone who wants to fuck a freshly bred hole!! A picture of his cock below!!

The post and discussion about the CDC's rimming warning was interesting. As someone who loves eating ass but hates gastrointestinal problems, I thought I'd share a trick I picked up years ago from straight friends of mine who spent much of the 70s and 80s exploring primitive Third World backwaters. In all their travels neither ever developed traveler's diarrhea, a happy outcome they attributed to daily doses of Pepto-Bismol as a prophylaxis. Since I adopted this as a pre-rimming practice back in the 80s, I've had zero intestinal issues. Turns out the bismuth in P-B is effective at preventing intestinal bugs. I usually also take a dose after any butt munching session. Antimicrobial activity of bismuth subsalicylate on Clostridium difficile, Escherichia coli O157:H7, norovirus, and other common enteric pathogens

Just can’t say no to a dude who explicitly says he “wants to pound me out”. Last night after work went to the place of this hung, charismatically dominant black stud I first met last Dec. and have been craving him since. He started out catching up and having a smoke. When I came back from taking a piss, he had me stand in front of him while he sat on his couch and took time to feel and take in my ass before reaching inward to peel my 3-inch seam shorts down just enough to expose my butt and told me to bend over the couch backrest while he spread my cheeks and dove in to taste me. Then went to the bed where he order me on fours and began pushing into me. His dick is one of the most perfect I’ve ever had the privilege and honor to suck and get put into me. He is thick but “soft” at the same time so it’s a combination of two sensations that I can’t really describe. He’s also like 8.5-9” so I felt him make his way deeper. Soon my head was spinning and could only focus on his manhood owning mine reaching my guts that I eventually got wet enough to cum from my hole. That sent him into a frenzy and began fucking me harder as I became catatonic til he said he was about to nut. I asked him if I earned his nut and said hell yeah you’ve earned it. I felt him become more engorged and I knew he was close to nutting but quickly pulled out to jerk and put more force into swelling his balls then shoved it right back in me and let out a loud deep moan of pleasure as he convulsed and seeded me. I stuck two fingers in my sloppy pussy (as he likes to call it) to taste what he did to me. Then got on my knees to thoroughly suck him clean and please him some more. My guts were hurting from the assault with occasional deep, stabbing pains and I thanked him cuz this is how it’s supposed to feel once a man has used me thoroughly. Said he will always make time to use me. But got a buddy from last weekend joining me at the gym tonight after he’s outa work then you can just imagine what he plans to do to me afterwards and where. Shower. Sauna. Industrial park again? Another day, another load.

It's Two for Tuesday again!!! Chapter 43: Living a Fantasy. The Sirs and their boys headed quickly to Fantasyland and the Sling Set where they continued where they had stopped before. The Sirs made several bets with each other. The first bet was whoever lasted the longest would get to use both boys as he saw fit for the next hour. Both Sirs agreed on that, knowing there was plenty of trouble to get into. The second bet was that both boys were required to stroke their cocks while getting fuckt, and the last to cum got to choose what "attraction " they wanted to experience and with whom they wanted to experience it with. Some of the attractions were free, but many came with an additional cost. Sadly both my dad and I both lost our competitions. The Sirs suggested we head to the snack shop to discuss. We went to the sex shop though and each Sir bought a nice thick stainless butt plug, and each Sir shoved it up the other Sirs boy. The snack shop had quirky type snacks and names for them. The best part of it though was the most drink station. It was a standard soda machine with a sign that said large soda $2.39. Next to it however was a stack of cups and a sign that said Free Lemonaid! Please take a cup and fill it in the restroom just in case your aim is bad! All 4 headed to the bathroom and filled their cups and brought them to the table. Once there, my dad had an idea. He asked someone to come over and mix the cups of piss up so no one knew who's piss they were drinking. The other Sir loved the idea, and told my dad he was a pig just like him. We gulped their drinks down, and went back to the bathroom to fill another cup with their combined piss to give to the guy who mixed the cups up. My dad noticed the guy was wearing a yellow jock, and knew he'd love it which he did. Chapter 44: Let's Party No not THAT kind of party as the campground is a drug free environment and Sir and I don't do illegal drugs of any type. The Sirs gave both of their boys permission to speak, and asked the winning boy what attraction he would like to experience. His boy said there were so many to choose from, and not all of them were open and although the names were suggestive, he wasn't totally sure of what they involved. His Sir said that's fair and said for his bet, he wanted my dad and I to attend his party tonight. Dad said we could stop by, but were having our own party tonight. The other Sir told him he would fit right in as it was his boys conversion party. He added that he noticed that dad had been stung by the scorpion, and asked if he was toxic. Dad lied and said very and he had a drug resistant strain. Dad asked the other Sir if he was toxic. He said he was toxic as fuck, and after tonight his son would start his lifelong journey. Dad asked the other boy why he wanted pozzed. He replied its not a want but a need. He said he and his father have had sex since he turned 18, and was now 22. He said his father has taught him all he knew, and they had long and numerous conversations on getting pozzed. Both the good and bad of it, and he came to the conclusion that the good outweighed the bad. His Sir then planted a big kiss on his son. Dad said we had a similar situation. He said he introduced me to gay sex just after I turned 18. He said that his son had learned quickly and that he too was curious about becoming poz but for now on prep until he decides. Sir said their party tonight was with positive guys that were going to breed his son. Sir neglected to tell them the guys he knew were all on meds and undetectable. The other Sir said he already had 8 positive guys lined up to breed his son. He said adding more would be complicated and their parties had some different intentions. The other Sir dismissed the boys telling them to get into any trouble they could find while the Sirs talked. They ran off in glee! The other Sir said he had an idea in mind. He suggested that we come over and prep both of our boy holes with a toothbrush before the party started. He asked dad if i was serious about being pozzed. My dad said yes, but he had only been having sex with me for less than a month, and he wanted to be sure it wasnt just his cock and ass overruling his brain! The other Sir said fuck, it took my son almost 4 years to make the choice to become poz. Dad said tonight would be a make or break night for me. He said all of his friends were very verbal and rough fucks, something i havent experienced alot of. He suggested that my dad could also brush my hole, to make his decision on pozzing. Dad said he was sure I'd be up for that, and packed a new toothbrush. Just then the boys returned, and dad asked what trouble we found. I said we went to the Penis Arcade, and played suck a cock. I explained that it was like Whack a Mole, but penises popped up and you had to get your lips around them. I said I won a suck a cock coupon, and sucked the other Sirs boy. His boy said the coupon didn't say single use only, and told his Sir to get down on his knees and suck my dads cock, which he gladly did.

"Pozibly. pun intended!" Ev chuckled. "Is there anything I can do to try and help it along? Most men have a spot or spots that drive them wild. Tell me where yours is and what you need me to do." Squeezing the throbbing bulge in Ev's sweatpants, Will said. "You certainly don't need any help! My hole is hard wired to my cock! Use your fingers or your tongue and I'm betting something will develop!" Ev kicked off his flipflops and removed his sweatpants and shirt, laying them on the chair. "Make room on the bed for me!" Will did that and Ev climbed on the bed. "Now, sit on my face!" Again, Will complied, his bony ass above Ev's mouth. Pulling his cheeks apart, Ev gave his crack a few licks and then gave his tongue a thrust. "Fuck, my Wilhelm has a tasty ass!" His butt muscles responding and his butt juices flowing. Rimming was one of Ev's favorite activities and Will inspired him to do his best. "Mmmm! What a hot tongue you have!" Will moaned. "Oooohhh! Don't stop. You're bringing your Wilhelm back to life. The pill did it's job, but it's your mouth that's stiffening my cock! See what you did to me!" He rose from Ev's mouth to reveal his rock hard cock in all it's glory. To be continued

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!

Just a note about the referenced study - the results indicate that while the active ingredients in Pepto-Bismol have significant antimicrobial properties against a range of intestinal pathogens, that protection is not absolute. It significantly reduces, but does not eliminate, the risk. Also, the authors note that their findings were principally made in vitro, i.e., lab-based, and that more in vivo, or actual in-the-body, studies would be needed to confirm the degree of efficacy in actual use. Clearly @Twochipigs has found it so, but just be aware that the pink stuff isn’t actually a tongue condom.

Love gloryholes... I normally try all the available mouths in sexclubs, as everyone can have a go sucking me. Love different mouths with different skills. I leave the doors open while my cock being sucked to attract even more suckers.

I spent some time at a fuck bud's house in Palm Springs. I fucked a load into him. Then I got on all fours he ate my ass for a bit and then started fucking me for a bit. When he got close he said "I am going to knock you up." then bred my ass. I then got him on his belly and fucked another load into his sweet as. Still the hottest thing a person has said to me.

Classic story!

I was out for my morning walk/jog/run and mindlessly on an ap to see if I could line up something for after I was done. I got messaged by a hunky looking mid-20s latino that maybe I'd hooked up with before, but maybe not. I wasn't sure. If I had he didn't seem to remember but I loved his cock pick and he was nearby working on a home renovation and said he was horny and needed release. I told him I was down and he wanted it ASAP. I headed back to my home to drive to were he was, which was close by. He didn't mind that I hadn't showered and would be a little sweaty, he made it pretty clear he wanted to dump his loads in me and didn't care. He made it clear he wasn't going to reciprocate and I was cool with that. I would be heading to campus later and might get action there and if not would head to the gym. I got to the house and the front door was unlocked, but I knocked first because you never know and I don't want to get shot or charged with breaking in. I called out his name (Javi) and said mine and it was clear the place was getting renovated as it was all new sheetrock. I heard Javi call from somewhere down a hallway and so I headed down. The windows were all open and it was a nice cool morning so far. Javi was in jeans and a t-shirt and smiled at me, every bit as handsome as his picture. He reassured me it was cool, no one else was there but us and he took me in like the piece of meat he saw me as. He started undoing his jeans and told me in Spanish to get down and suck it and I obliged, stroking his thick meaty cock as I worked his foreskin back with my mouth and tongue. He was groaning with delight as I sucked his cock, telling me how good I was at it. I loved that I knew nothing about this guy, whether he was gay, straight, bi, married, GF, BF, or what. Right now I was focused on giving him the pleasure he wanted, and which I wanted from him. He was throwing off a nice thick steady stream of precum and tasted tangy and salty. "You ready for this" I heard him say and I stood up saying I was. He bent me over what looked like a bathroom counter top and pulled my shorts down and started spitting on my ass. I could feel his big thick cock head straining my ass open, gasping loudly and letting out loud "oh god"s. He steadily kept forcing more of his cock in me, his girth stretching my ass more and more until finally he was all in me and slowly started stroking. Long slow strokes to get me used to his cock as he asked me how I liked it. I was telling him in Spanish how hot his dick was, how great a fuck he is, how much I wanted his load, and he laughed saying he could tell how bad I wanted it. His stroking had picked up in intensity and I could barely breathe as his fucking was so deep and intense. Its the kind of fucking you fantasize about and once he's done using me I'm pretty much done as nothing can match it. Out of nowhere he lets out a loud groan and I can feel the spasm inside me as he cums, short quick thrusts as he's panting and it feels like my ass is flooding. He stays in me groaning, saying "fuck" and how bad he needed it. He stays in me and collapses down on my back and I can feel his sweat dripping on my back. He dick slowly softens and I can feel it slowly slide out of me, cum slowly dribbling down onto my balls and down my leg. Part of me really wants to get off now, but I know he isn't interested in getting fucked, but this is a guy who really should be a top all the time. He gets off me and quickly pulls his jeans back up and says he really enjoyed it. It's kind of a "I'm through with you and you need to get going" moment, which I'm fine with. I pull my shorts back on and he says he's going to be working on the house for a couple weeks and we could do this again if I want. I say I do and that I'm close by and just to message me when he wants it. He probably has other guys like me he uses as an outlet. I still don't know his story and honestly don't care. If I can hook up with him a few more times its totally worth it. I head back out to my truck and put a cleanup towel on my seat just in case I leak more of his load out as I drive home. As I drive home past the trail I see a familiar car parked there and know its a guy I sometimes hook up with in the mornings out on my run. He's usually sitting in his car shirtless and more often then not playing with his cock looking other guys. He's a white guy, kinda chubby, mid 20s, dark hair, pale, smooth, and a nice thick cock. I've never fucked him, only gone somewhere and blown him or ridden his cock until be busts inside me. I'm hating myself for doing it, but I pull into the parking lot, even though I've already been fucked and probably the best fuck I'm gonna get this week. I pull up next to him and from up where I'm sitting I can see he's jerking his fat cock. I ask him if he wants it and he says he does. I shut off my truck and get in the passenger side of his car. I don't even have to tell him where to go. We've done this often enough that we both know the drill, where to park, do it in the back seat, me bent over, ass out door as he fucks me from behind. He never says much, not that I care. It's just a load. Maybe two if he's really worked up. And today he is. Maybe it's that my ass is already loaded. He never says anything about it but it doesn't seem to bother him either. He adds two loads to my ass and once done smacks me on the ass and says he needs to get going. He drops me back at my truck and off he goes, having got what he wanted. I barely have time for a quick shower when I get home and head off to campus hoping I can find someone there after class. Once class is over I'm off to the cruisy bathroom and already notice a guy hanging outside the one bathroom who follows me in. Hot guy, maybe late teens, early 20s, skinny, about my height, mixed race, not all white, but not all black or latino either. He's at the urinal next to me checking out my cock and I'm stroking it hard now giving him a clear view. He's showing his off too, a nice slender dark cock with a bright pink head once he pulls back his foreskin. "You want it?" I ask him and he silently nods yes and I motion to the stalls, quickly stuffing my cock back in my shorts. He follows and we both go into the big handicap stall and he's quickly fishing my cock back out and stroking it as I do the same with his. He quietly asks if I have condoms and I say I don't, not even asking if he does. "I'm cool without" I add and he says OK and pulls his shorts down, clearly wanting me to fuck him first. I'm frantically spitting on his ass and working my cock in his tight hole, which slowly gives way. As bold as he is I expected he wouldn't be so tight, but enjoy it as his ass is milking my raw cock After taking three loads I'm fully worked up and gonna flood this kid's guts with my seed. I'm not stroking long before I blast inside him and can hear him softly say "dude that's so hot" and "I wanted that so bad". I keep stroking and telling him there's more for him. I love that he easily gave up wanting wrapped to take me raw, never asking my status. He must have really wanted it bad and I'm giving it to him. I'm stroking his cock and he's admitting how getting fucked makes him super horny and how bad he wants to fuck me. I'm tempted to get into nastier talk but don't want to scare him off. I'm hoping maybe we can hook up again. I blast load number two inside him and again he says how fucking hot it feel and that he loves guys cumming in his ass. Yeah...Mr..."do you have any condoms"...any excuse you need to tell yourself. I slide out and I'm ready for his cock, fantasizing about that bright pink cock head forcing my ass open and that dark shaft stroking in me. Those dark balls pumping their seed deep in me. He did the spit and stick and entered me, not like he needed the spit as my ass was giving no resistance. I was hoping he wasn't judging me to be a loose sloppy bottom but its not like he has room to talk after getting drilled raw by a total stranger in a bathroom. After getting fucked by two majorly thick cocks there wasn't much to feel from skinny boy, especially as his cock had no girth to it. He seemed to be enjoying it. I was telling him how hot his cock was and he was asking how bad I wanted it and played into to, saying how bad I wanted his load and not to pull out. He laughed and said "no chance of that". Not long after I could hear him muffle a groan and feel his hips buck and guessed he'd cum inside me. I still delighted that I'd got off inside him getting what I wanted and could hear him say "fuck yeah I needed that" as he slid out telling me to suck him clean. I loved getting a close up look at the beautiful perfect cock of his and gleefully started sucking it while also fingering his ass. I quickly told him I wanted to suck him off and he muttered "keep doing what you're doing" to me. His precum was sweet and tasty and he was moaning even more as I slipped a second and then third finger into his ass as I sucked him. I could only hope it would get him horny and wanting to get fucked by another guy, hopefully taking his seed raw too. He was throwing off more precum now and I could feel his breathing shift as I waited patiently and with expectation for him to pump his seed in my mouth. I wanted to swallow every drop and lick that beautiful cock clean. He had his hands on either side of my head and was now fucking my mouth like a pro. I could barely breathe as he blasted a huge load in my mouth as I eagerly swallowed it, some leaking out the corners of my mouth, dribbling down to my chin and on my chest. I grabbed his ass cheeks to press him to me so none would leak out and loved the taste and volume he pumped. I had to come up for air and once I caught my breath began to lick his cock clean and he looked down at me a softly laughed, apologizing, saying he'd made a bit of a mess. I said it was cool and finished cleaning his cock and standing back up. He leaned in and licked his cum off my chin, neck, and chest, which was super hot that eats his own fuck. He handed me some paper towels and we started to clean up as best we could, awkwardly smiling at each other. He introduced himself as Drew and asked if I had classes on Monday. I said I did and Wednesday as well and he said we should do this again. I said I was down and we switched contact info as we dressed, but then there was more awkward silence. I always suck at this, and so I went out on a limb and suggested we go get some coffee and talk if he wanted. Part of me dreaded it almost immediately, worried he'd ask about what I do sexually and other scary questions. To my surprise he said sure and so we finished dressing and went to go get coffee and talk. To my surprise it was actually nice and Drew seemed like a genuinely nice guy. We talked about ourselves and where we were at university and it was funny as it didn't get awkward at all. He didn't pry too much into my sex life and I avoided his, but we did talk about our lives, likes, and dislikes. I made it a little weird at the end saying we would hook up for sex again on Wednesday and he deflected joking we could do it sooner, but if not then Wednesday. I took it as a hint he likes sex and wants it as much as I do. We left it as Wednesday definitely, maybe sooner and went out seperate ways. I'm not looking to date but maybe this could be a regular thing.

Today I took a load from an extreemly hot Australian guy who is visiting London with an eye to moving here, he is the perfect picture of a beautful hot cub, drop dead handsome, fit as fuck and with a beautful solid cock. After chatting online and swapping whatsapp details he came over and didnt disapoint, we stripped down and I sucked him hard, he then ate my ass and pushed in, he felt amazing and thick and lovely, at one point I could feel him really holding back and I think he did shoot a bit, but carried on fucking until he really blew a full load deep in my ass, then he pushed the cum in further with his fingers until I shot everywhere. Afterwards he told me his name and thanked me for taking 1.5 loads of his cum and we agreed how hot it was fucking anon and raw. He is here for another 7 days so I hope I get some more of him in me, as much as I can.

Recorded I have done and find hot. Distributed, not so much. Would I survive? Of course. But I would prefer given other public facing work I do that my sex play not be public viewing.

I text Lucas and confirmed he could meet up at 5:30 at my place and shot him the address again. I told him I would be heading home from the gym so if I was not there to let himself in and gave him a one time code for the door. He shot a text below: Lucas - Yea I am still up for meeting you tonight. Me - Dude glad you can still make it! Lucas - Me too, been looking forward to it and hanging out as buds and all. Me - I think you are a cool dude and definitely down to hang out some more. Lucas - See you soon! With that I shot off to the gym and lifted and ran three miles. Running always make me horny as fuck and builds up a huge load. Before I started working out I text Pete to swing by between 5:45 and 6 PM. Hey text back and confirmed he would be there and he knew the code to get in. Then I text my other boys Frankie, Devon and Michael (BBC) I got home right at 5:32 and received a text from Lucas he was there at 5:25 and I told him to go in and turn on the TV. I would be there shortly. I walked in commando in my basketball shorts with my dick flopping around. He said hi and then could not stop looking at my rod, I hang more than five inches soft and he knows what it is like hard. I went to the kitchen and got Lucas his special drink with some G in it to loosen him up before we had some fun. I am sure he would have sucked me but may have bolted when others got here. I had plans for him. I made sure not to give him to much but enough to take the edge off. I came back with his drink and mine, he had a fruit flavored drink with vodka and I had water but he had no idea. I stood in front of him and told him to drink we were in for some fun tonight. He must have been nervous since he gulped it down really fast. I did the same but just stood there in front of him with my dick growing slightly. Hey I need to grab a shower, let me put something on that you can watch while I get ready. I picked a hot scene that that starts out with two guys sharing a chick and turn BI. I looked at the clock and it was 5:50 and I knew Pete would be there soon. I could see the G was working and Luscas was totally relaxed. I text Pete that he was ready, he text back that he was pulling up. I went to the bedroom and turned on the cam so I could see Pete work his magic. Pete must have gotten because he should have been in already, it worked though since Lucas was horny as fuck he pulled out his dick and started jacking off watching the video. He was focus as Pete let himself in. He could see Lucas and he motioned to me that I picked a good one. Then he went over and sat on the sofa. Hey dude I am Pete, Lucas looked put out and put his hand over his dick. Fuck dude this is one hot porno, I may have to rub one out while I am waiting hope you don't mind. Pete pulled down his sweats and out sprang his fat uncut dick. It had to be 8" in circumference and almost 8" long. He was only half hard but he had Lucas's attention. Pete ignored him and started to work his big dick and it kept growing and Lucas kept licking his lips. Pete looked over as the Porn turned BI and said dude what a fucking hot film. Ever done that? I saw Lucas nod his head yes. Pete pushed his dick out and said bet that would feel amazing if you sucked my head. Locus moved a little closer. Pete stroked his uncut dick and then grabbed the back of Lucas's head and guided him to his dick. Lucas sucked Pete's head and licked all over it. The kid loves cum, Pete encouraged him and before long Pete was pushing Lucas's head down on his dick and tell him to open wide boy. Lucas pulled up and gaged and coughed. Pete pulled out some poppers and put them up to Lucas's noise and told him to breath and then the other nostril and then repeated it two more time and then pushed his head back down on that big fuck meat. He must have been spinning, I slipped out and mixed some more juice with G and put it on the stand where Pete was and before long Lucas came up for air. Pete grabbed the drink and gave it to Lucas, boy your mouth is dry you need a drink and Lucas swallowed it down. Then Pete took the glass and put poppers back up to the kid and four more hits. Once again Pete guided him down on his dick and Lucas got more of Pete fuck stick in his throat and Pete grabbed his head and held it and told him to hold in place and not to move and he face fucked him for five minutes and finally got all his dick in pubes on Lucas's face and cum down the boys neck. Pete held there and Lucas must not have been able to breath as he was pushing against Pete to pull off and finally Pete let him off his dick. Lucas tried to breath and gain his composure, Pete bent down and told him to open his mouth. Lucas did and Pete spit three times in his mouth and then slide his fingers in and he must have gone down the kids throat as Lucas started to gag again. Pete pulled out and then kissed the kid once he caught his breath and said boy you better get up before anyone finds us. Lucas complied and sat on the couch and I told him he had a fucking hot mouth and I wanted it again.

Lucas text me an hour after I left and told me that was fucking hot, he wanted to do it again. I text him back and told him I agreed it was hot and the three of us should play soon. He immediately text back when? I text him that I am out of town the next five days but how is Friday. We set a time and I told him I wanted to same set up but this time I wanted him in a jock naked and her naked and blindfolded. When I went over I made Lucas unbuckle my pants and pull them down, pulled his head into my underwear and he started to suck my dick thru the fabric while I fondled her breast and then I let his head loose and he pulled down my underwear and my big dick flopped out and hit him in the face and he stated sucking it and I caught him looking up at me this time. Those sweet brown eyes on that boy he was so hungry for my dick he almost forgot about his girl right beside him. I pulled him off my dick and told him to stand up and grabbed his girls head and pushed it into his jock and she sucked his dick which was already leaking. While she did I rubbed his chest and pecks and pinched his nipple and he moaned. I told her she was doing a great job. I reached down and grabbed the fabric of his jock so his boy could get loose and she started to suck his dick. He looked at me as I went back to rubbing his chest and pec and then I leaned in and he did not move and I kissed him. He did not move, we made out for a few minutes and then I pulled off and he started to moan loaded. I put my other hand on his ass and rubbed it and then slipped my hand down and slide it in between those two fat cakes and when I hit his hole and rubbed it and said omg I am getting so close. She seemed to back off and moved my hand to her head and held her on his dick while I rubbed his hole in a circular motion and then without much more movement he came in her mouth. I told her not to swallow as he came and told her to stand up and kiss and share her prize with Lucas. She did I leaned into Lucas and whispered in his ear good boy. I watched as they kissed and cum spilled on Lucas's face. She shared it with him and as they made out and then I told them both to swallow. She was the first to swallow, I could see Lucas was having trouble so I leaned in and rubbed his chest and said swallow boy, He reluctantly did and I immediately went to his girl and make out and I could taste his cum in her mouth. Then I told her to suck my dick and she got down and started to suck my hard leaking dick and I leaned in and kissed Lucas and made out with him and then pushed him down when I was finished so he could watch her suck the dick I knew he wanted in his mouth. He looked pathetic, she was enjoying sucking my big dick and he was being ignored. I waited another five minutes and then told her to get up and guided her to my side and started kissing her and before my tongue was deep inside her he was sucking my dick and working me like he wanted me to cum. I was not even close yet, after he worked my for three to four minutes I picked her up and ate her pussy while he tried to deep throat my dick. I let him work at it for ten minutes before I took her to the bedroom and he follows and I took her first. He stood beside the bed as I lifted his girls legs and slide into her and she started to moan, He walked behind me and watched me slide deep in his girl and stretch her pussy. I asked him if he liked how that looked and he said fuck yea, I asked him if he watched to lick her pussy and he said yes, hell yea. I then asked him what he was waiting for and he did not hesitate to get down under me and lick my dick and her cunt while I fucked away. I pulled out and he caught my dick and sucked me clean and then I slide back in and we did that five or six time and then I shot deep in her pussy. I told him to clean her up and he went after he pussy and started to eat her deep. I got dressed but before I left I came up behind him and as he ass checks were spread and he was on all fours with his face deep in her pussy I licked his little cunt and ate him for three to four minutes and then slapped his ass and as I headed for the door. Once I got to my car I licked my lips and thought fuck that is one hot little cunt on that boy. Can't wait to split that cunt in two.

Denial is a powerful thing. Denial can blind you to facts and make it easier to lie to yourself. Denial can protect you from harm. Denial can make you stronger… and weaker. And denial can hone desire. The first time I saw Kurt it was Tuesday, April 25th and he was fucking a guy at the bar. I remember the date because of “Miss Congeniality”. I also remember it because I had agreed to meet there for a first date with a guy I met on Grindr. Naturally he never showed up. Go figure. Technically Kurt wasn’t fucking the guy “at the bar” but in the bathroom. At the trough urinal to be precise. After drinking three beers while waiting for Mr. No-Show, I needed to relieve myself… and there he was. Nailing some twink while they were standing at one side of the trough. The twink was braced up against the wall and Kurt had his hands on his hips and was drilling away. The remaining open area of the trough was occupied by another guy who was ostensibly pissing, but mainly watching the show. And then there was me. Standing there. Utterly frozen. Now, I wouldn’t say I’m a prude, sexually. I’d definitely had my fair share of sexual experiences. But my sex to date had been fairly straightforward and shall we say, tame. Definitely not of the “fucking in a bar bathroom” variety. Sure, I’d jacked off to porn like this- but I’d never encountered it in real life. So I think I was kind of stunned to have stumbled into such a scene at my local gay bar. Stunned—yet titillated at the same time. Instantly I had that nervous excitement about it in my guts. Like “this is wrong, but why does it excite me”? Looking back, I’m not sure what it was about Kurt that attracted me so completely and so quickly. I mean, I didn’t usually make a habit of lusting after guys who go around fucking in public toilets. But I was instantly mesmerized by him. Perhaps it was me attaching the sight of him the heady aroma of stale piss, ripe pits, naphtha, and pheromones. Or maybe it was my body tuning into the pulsing waves of sexual confidence radiating from him. Or maybe it was because I was horny and he was just a fucking ridiculously handsome man. Kurt was one of those empirically hot men- the kind you see in Colt magazines or 80’s porn. He was tall. Like a good head taller than me. Swarthy. Muscular. Broad chest and back. Short black hair and a thick beard so dense you could just make out a slash of a mouth in there. A jaw and nose like they’d been sculpted by an LA cosmetic surgeon. A dark pelt of fur covered his substantial chest and taut stomach. Thighs like a Greco Roman wrestler. Was he Italian? Greek? Lebanese? Whatever it was, he was fiercely handsome and built like a fuck tank. That night he was in biker boots, jeans and a leather harness with metal arm bands accentuating his ample biceps. He also had leather wrist cuffs on- like a modern day sex gladiator. As he pummeled the twink, I just stood and stared at him. It was like seeing a unicorn—the kind of guy that never really seemed to exist in real life. The guy pissing eventually left and freed up the trough, but I couldn’t move even though I really had to go. Kurt seemed to sense my presence. Without missing a thrust he called back over his shoulder in a deep voice, “You wanna use him next? I’m just about through.” This sort of snapped me out of it. I kind of stammered a bit and said no, thank you and that I just needed to pee. I moved to the free area next to them, as far to the side as I could manage in order to give them space. I was just freeing my dick from my pants when Kurt looked over. And I made the mistake of looking back. Time seemed to stop as we locked eyes. He stopped thrusting and just stared at me. And I stared back. He was just so beautiful that I felt I should look away. That I wasn’t worth being scrutinized by him. But I couldn’t look away. I was completely immobilized. After what felt like an eternity he spoke. “Don’t piss yet,” he commanded as he continued to stare into my soul. I merely swallowed and nodded my acceptance. Kurt started thrusting again and picked up his tempo, never taking his eyes off mine. Have you ever had a guy look you in the eye while he’s fucking someone else? All that naked lust projected at you. It’s animal. Almost feral. And even though you aren’t being physically penetrated, all of that Alpha energy has a choke-hold on your most primal core. His unblinking stare is daring you to look away from the stolen intimacy. But you won’t look away. You can’t. You are utterly frozen- powerless- waiting until the release of his seed releases his hold over you. Let me tell you. It’s intoxicating. Like nothing I’d ever felt before. It felt like we were in our own time bubble until suddenly he grunts loudly and I know he’s emptying himself into the blissed out twink. He slowly pulls out, gaze unwavering. I finally broke eye contact to look down at the meat that was slowly exiting the twink’s ass. Damn… it was long pullout. A thick, long, glistening cock with a fat, ruddy head eventually popped free of the hole. An enormous PA glinted in the half-light as his cock swung free of its anal confines. I swear Kurt wagged it a bit knowing that I was watching it. I could feel myself blushing. “Now you can piss,” Kurt commanded in a low voice. “Inside him.” My eyes snapped back to him. “Whu- whu- what?” I managed to squeak out. Kurt’s eyes glittered darkly. “Piss. Up his ass. He’s a worthless fuckin’ urinal and I wanna watch you use him as such.” I hesitated. I’d never done anything remotely like this before, and to be honest the whole scene felt like a fever dream. It was all so surreal. Things like this just didn’t happen to me and my brain was shutting down. My skin was hot and felt like it was vibrating. I found myself highly aroused, which disturbed me. It’s like he tapped into some dark sexual side of me that I didn’t know existed but longed to be released. And much like a dream, I felt like I was just being swept along in the story. “Do it. I wanna watch you piss my cum deep into his guts.” I still hadn’t really moved from my side of the trough, my fly undone and my dick out and really needing to piss at this point. Normally I’m pretty pee shy (and also shy about guys seeing my erect dick), but Kurt exerting control was overcoming my shyness and making my cock stiffen regardless. I saw Kurt’s eyes flick down to my groin and then a tug of a grin at the corner of his mouth. “Yeah, you Clark Kent preppy-types. You look like good boys, but there’s always a Superpig hiding just below the surface. All you need is that phone booth.” In a daze I slowly took position behind the twink, and slid my steel-hard dick inside his slick, well-opened chute. I could feel the wet heat of his ass engulf me, but my cock and body was dissociated from my brain. It was like I was watching myself do all of this from beyond myself- aware of it all, but also a bystander. “Fuck him,” Kurt growled. I’m embarrassed to say that I lasted all of perhaps 30 seconds. Kurt, the scene, the fact that this was so beyond the pale for me fairly short circuited my brain. My orgasm caught me by surprise and sort of startled me back to reality. “Oh my god. I just came in him. Without a condom,” I said in a confused whisper. Kurt looked at me with hooded eyes. “Good boy. Now relax that bladder. Fill this urinal up.” Was I really going to do this? I’d just cum inside a random guy at the bar and now I was being asked to piss his ass? All this in the bathroom at the bar on a dead Tuesday night? I could feel myself relaxing into the idea, but also warring against it. The urge to piss was strong and my erection waning, but I was still clenched. Kurt leaned in to whisper. “You’re gonna piss in him… for me. Because I’m giving you permission to give in to your desires. And because you know it will please me.” His hot breath on my neck made me shiver. Or was it merely a pee shiver? Or was it a shiver of my naked desire to please this fucking Alpha sex god? Whatever it was, the last of my inhibitions with the scene fell away and my bladder started emptying into the twink. Something I feel I should mention- I have a big bladder. I’m one of those guys at the movie theater who after the movie lets out, I’m at the urinal for a solid 3 minutes of pissing. Like, the urinals on either side of me will change over at least twice while I’m standing there. I get really self-conscious about it because I always think I might look like a [banned word] or something hanging out in a bathroom. So I always aim for the water so guys can audibly hear that I’m actually going still and not wanking it. (Yeah, I’ve had lots of time to analyze this). After a minute or so, Kurt asks the twink, “He pissing in you?” “Oh god damn yes sir! So much piss sir! I’m getting so full sir!” Kurt looks at me again with a smirk- his glittering, dark eyes raking my very soul. “Good boys.” I eventually finish, and slowly pull out of the urinal kid. “Now clean off his dick,” Kurt tells him. The twink rapidly drops and takes my dick in his mouth and starts sucking me. While this is happening, Kurt is tucking his flaccid equipment back into his jeans and buttoning up. Kurt has washed up and is walking out of the bathroom before I snap out of this weird sex trance. I quickly pull my dick from the twink’s mouth and zipped up. The twink silently resumed his standing post at the trough, awaiting others while I headed for the sink. As I was washing up, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. I didn’t even recognize the guy on the other side. What the fuck just happened? I don’t fuck random guys. And I certainly didn’t engage in water sports. Who WAS this person? Had I been drugged? I kind of felt a bit sick to my stomach. But I felt something else too… satisfaction? I splashed water on my face and toweled off before leaving the bathroom. When I made it back to the bar, Kurt was nowhere to be seen. I felt like I needed some answers so I quickly flag the bartender over. “Excuse me, but have you seen a big, burly, dark haired guy who was in a harness and…”. The bartender cuts me off with a harsh, appraising look. “Kurt just left,” he interrupts. “Don’t tell me he’s dickmatized another one?” Another one meaning me. “Oh… no. I just, um, wanted to… talk…to him. Maybe?” The bartender snorted. “Good luck, kid,” he said as he shook his head. “You’re gonna need it.” * * So his name was Kurt, that much I’d learned from the bartender. But where had he come from? Why hadn’t I ever seen him out before? Granted I almost never went to the bars, but still. Someone like him I figure I would have noticed at some point. Or heard about. Or seen online. Or something. Needless to say, I became obsessed with him. Like all-consuming, can’t-focus-at-work obsessed. Every waking moment I was replaying the bathroom scene in my head. My dick was getting raw from jacking off to it. I looked for him on the apps. I looked for him when I was shopping at the grocery store. I started rotating to other gyms in my network to see if I could catch a glimpse of him because he obviously worked out. All to no avail. I also started going to the bar more frequently in the hopes of running into him again. I started to go every Tuesday at the same time as before. But since that wasn’t yielding any results, I started peppering in other nights of the week. And Friday happy hours. I even started asking Charlie (the bartender) about him. As I was becoming a regular, I’d gotten on a first name basis with him. This particular night I plaintively asked, “You seen him recently?” I didn’t even have to give a name anymore as Charlie knew exactly who I was talking about. Normally he’d just roll his eyes at me and shake his head. “Actually, he was in two nights ago,” Charlie told me. Rats! I’d missed him! “And…?” I asked like the needy bitch I was becoming. Charlie looked uncomfortable. “Um, well. He picked up some out of towner, and they left together.” I was crestfallen and Charlie noticed. “Look kiddo. You need to set your sights on a different guy. Kurt is… well, I don’t think he’s a good match for you. I mean, he’s off-the-charts sexy, and you know the fuck would be epic. He’d probably split a little guy like you in half! But he has… issues. And I don’t think he’s exactly your scene. You’d just find yourself used and discarded like a teenage boy’s tube sock. That’s it. “Look. You are cute as hell with a bangin’ little bod on you. And you seem like you got it together, with a good head on your shoulders- at least when it hasn’t been turned by Kurt. You need to put yourself out there and find a nice guy, like yourself. Or even a not so nice guy if you just want sex. You honestly can get yourself any man you want at the drop of a hat!” “I’m not *that* nice,” I replied sullenly. “And evidently I can’t get *any* man.” Charlie just sadly shook his head. It wasn’t until a couple months later that I was at the bar (also on a Tuesday, as it was becoming my regular night) when I saw Kurt again. I almost didn’t recognize him at first. His hair was a bit longer and he was completely clean-shaven. He was also wearing rimless glasses that went with his business-casual drag for the evening. But it was him. It was definitely him. He was leaning up against the bar, beer in hand, in a tight, navy blue polo that looked like it was straining to contain him. He was also chatting with another guy who had his back to me. Kurt was smiling and laughing a little at what the other guy was saying and I felt jealously uncoil in my guts. I positioned myself in Kurt’s line of sight, and tried my best not to stare. It wasn’t working. Kurt wasn’t looking- he only apparently had eyes for this other guy. I drank down my whole beer this way… waiting for Kurt to notice me. Or at least to acknowledge my presence. It didn’t happen. When the other guy finally excused himself to the restroom, I decided it was time to make my move. I walked up to where Kurt was standing and leaned on the bar next to him. “Hey Kurt,” was my opening line. Smooth. He slowly turned to me and then casually tipped his chin down to regard me. His eyes were amber. I wasn’t expecting that. Seconds passed as he stared blankly at me. “Do I know you?” he finally said in a somewhat bored voice. “Um… no. Not exactly… But, um… there was this one time that we….” My voice died on my lips as Kurt’s friend returned. Kurt flicked a dismissive look in my direction and immediately turned away from me and started talking with his friend again. They spoke as if I were invisible. “So—friend of yours?” the guy asked. “Nope. Some rando… He just came up and started talking to me. It was really awkward. So, you wanna get out of here?” “Fuck yeah, daddy, I want my gift! Let’s go!” And then without another look in my direction, Kurt and his “plus one” left for the evening. My eyes stung as I stood at the bar. It was taking a massive effort not to cry right then and there; not like it would have mattered in the mostly dead bar. But still, public bawling over a guy was not high on my to do list. Maybe it was my jealousy, but all I kept thinking was ‘why did he leave with that guy’? I mean, I didn’t think he was all that cute. He was some average, mid-30’s, banker type with a receding hairline and a paunch. Was *that* Kurt’s type? What did he see in him? It was like a gut-punch to the old self-esteem. Eventually Charlie sauntered over, a concerned look on his face. “You ok, kid?” “Charlie, he looked at me like I was something he scraped off his shoe. I haven’t been made to feel like that since high school,” I said. “I mean, what’s that other guy got that I don’t got?” “A death wish,” Charlie mumbled. “What was that?” I asked, curious about his choice of words. “Nothin’ kid. I’m sorry you’re still hung up on him and I know it hurts a bit, but it’s for the best. Hell, they’re called ‘crushes’ for a reason.” He poured me a bourbon and set it in front of me. “Maker’s Mark… for affairs of the heart.” And then he took his leave, so I could nurse the drink, and my wounds, in private. * * After that, I became a bit less of a bar fly and a bit less stalkerish. Kurt still crossed my mind, but now instead of horny, it made me angry. Although I will admit that I found his facebook profile during one of my weaker moments. It was fairly private, so I couldn’t learn much. And it didn’t look like he had posted much in a few years. All I could see were a few pics of him with a guy named Bo who looked like he could be my older brother. However, I had so far managed to resist the urge to request friendship, which I saw as a definite win. I was slowly weaning myself off of Kurt, and getting back to somewhat of a focused life. And it felt good. So a month later when I saw Kurt again, it sort of caught me off guard. Although it really shouldn’t have- as it was at a sex party. Now, let me be clear. Sex parties are not my forte. I’ve only been to like 3 of them, like, ever. And while they are kind of exciting, I think perhaps I give off the wrong sort of vibe or something? Maybe I look too goody two-shoes? Or like I won’t participate? Or I look like I’m nervous (because I am). Whatever it is, I never seem to get laid at them. Maybe a little sucky sucky, but that’s kind of it. Which can be a bit depressing when you see others having loads of fun, so to speak. Anyway, my waning crush on Kurt had left me in a bit of a randy mood- considering I had been so focused on him that I hadn’t had sex in months. So I hit up a friend of a friend of mine whom I knew to have semi-regular sex parties at their fairly large (and sluttily equipped) home. As luck would have it, they were hosting one that coming Saturday evening as a July 4th “Bang Bash” and yes, I was welcome to “cum”. I received an email with directions and timing and rules (along with their strict no drugs policy). And by the time Saturday rolled around, I was fairly well vibrating I was so damn horny. Not wanting to seem too eager, I waited until 45 minutes after the party start time in order to arrive. I didn’t think I could take arriving early and being scrutinized by other party guests. It would make me even more self-conscious than I already am. When I arrived, I was shown where to put my clothes. As I disrobed, I was informed there were about 50 or so guys already there, the basement was in full swing, and that I should head on down. So I quickly got down to my jock, sneakers, and backward Cubs cap. One final check in the mirror convinced me I looked cute enough for this and I made my way downstairs. My glasses fogged briefly as I entered the humidity from the sweaty bodies. You could smell sex and poppers in the air. The basement area was illuminated by red bulbs, some rainbow LEDs and occasional bursts of laser lighting. House music throbbed to provide an ambient noise level to mask some of the fuck noises and lower inhibitions. It was a very heady combo, I’ll admit. I wandered around as I seem to do at such events, never quite sure of where to look or what to do with my hands. I saw several guys standing and/or kneeling as blow jobs were underway all over the place. A couple of guys were fucking in a darkened corner—the slap of flesh keeping time with the music. I watched them fuck for a little while. They were oblivious to my presence. As I wandered more I saw guys making out in groups of 3, 4 and more. There were guys on a couch and bent over chairs. It was a smorgasbord of sex. And then I saw him. His profile was unmistakable as he stood in a small knot of guys surrounding a sling. My stomach clenched and I nearly turned around to go back upstairs. But something made me hold my ground. I could tell that there was a guy in the sling, and that he was being fucked. I was hesitant to go watch- even though I wanted to- because of him. Suddenly a small voice inside me said, “Fuck him! You were invited here. It isn’t his party. You have every right to watch too.” So I made my way over to the sling. And thereby to Kurt. I stepped up to the side of the sling across from Kurt, keeping my eyes glued to the guy fucking the hot, furry, muscle cub who was currently getting his ass well and truly used. I had to will myself not to look over at him, but damnit if I wasn’t going to do my best to ignore that fucker the way he’d ignored me. It wasn’t going to be easy though, because in my peripheral vision I could tell Kurt was staring at me. Hard. Muscle cub by this time had found my cock and fished it out of my jock. He was jacking me and I was quickly wickedly hard. I shifted myself up toward his head so he could suck me while he was getting fucked. I shifted my gaze to the muscle cub’s face as he worked my cock. Anything to hold my attention and to keep me from looking at Kurt. Muscle cub was cute. Blonde. Stocky. Shoulders and arms for days. Nice pecs on him. And seeing him in such a vulnerable position on his back with his legs in the stirrups made my loins stir. I didn’t know if I wanted to do him… or be him. Probably a bit of column A and a bit of column B. Again, it was like I entered a sex trance and I was disconnected from my cock and this activity—I was aware of it but it was like I was dissociated from it all. Plus, I mean, again who *was* this guy who was actually participating at an orgy? Normally I couldn’t even get hard if there was more than one other guy in the room as I was too embarrassed and self-conscious. But tonight it was different. Because he was here. Dimly acknowledged in the back of my brain burned this solitary idea. I wanted to strike back at Kurt. I wanted him to see what I was doing. I wanted him to watch me fucking this guy’s mouth. I wanted to show him I could take pleasure without his permission and without even acknowledging him. In a misguided way, I was trying to wound him like he had wounded me at the bar. Although I honestly had no idea why I believed this would even phase him or where this idea had germinated. All I knew was that fucker was going to notice me and remember me this time. The guy fucking the muscle cub came suddenly—and very demonstrably. The cub pulled off my cock to moan in delight and say “Oh fuck yeah! Breed me!” As my eyes swept to the man emptying himself inside the cub, I stumbled. In a weak moment, I glanced over at him- I swear it was involuntary! And just as if he were medusa, my breath caught in my chest and I was immediately petrified under his gaze. He’d buzzed his hair down to fuzz, and his beard was at that heavier than 5 o’clock shadow stage. He was naked except for his harness. And tonight he wore a steel cock ring which matched the PA. This was the first time I’d seen the full expanse of his body, and my god he was beautiful. Like, everything was just perfectly proportioned. Everything except his fairly enormous cock. As we stared at each other? Waves. My god, the pulsing waves of pure, unadulterated sex that bombarded me from this man were unlike anything I’d ever felt! I could feel the thrum in my skin. Again, I blame the stench of man-sex and poppers and the July heat of the room and the music and pheromones. I didn’t even feel the cub’s mouth on my dick anymore (he’d evidently gone back to sucking me at some point- I honestly hadn’t noticed). I was lost in Kurt’s stare which was a grappling hook in my heart. With a small head gesture from him, I pulled my dick from the cub’s mouth and walked down to the now vacant end of the sling. Still locked into his eyes, Kurt reached out and placed a hand on my shoulder and added a slight pressure downward. I knew what he wanted, and even though I’d never rimmed a guy before, I obeyed. I slowly sank down, and started tonguing the cub’s furry pucker. The heat of his butthole and the tang of semen hit my tongue like a one-two punch, and it shocked me. A fuse blew, and I just started to eat his ass with abandon. The cub was moaning and begging for more, and I could feel him pushing out some of the cum for me. Tasting what he’d collected from these other men in this way drove me into a frenzy. In a hazy way, could tell my brain wanted to analyze what the fuck was going on with me, but I was too busy being swept along in the sexual current of the moment. I felt Kurt’s hand under my chin, gently lifting me upward. Again, he didn’t have to tell me what he wanted. I just knew. I absentmindedly reached for a condom, opened it and rolled it on. I spit on my hand and lubed up, although I didn’t need much. The cub was already well lubricated from several others. While continuing to be held by Kurt’s stare, I slid into the cub and started fucking him. Slowly, I let the sling rock back and forth, feeling the cub’s hot, hairy little hole slide up and down my shaft. Through my stare I was trying to telepathically communicate to Kurt that this is what *I* wanted. I wanted to be in the sling, him to be sheathed inside me— my hole working his shaft. Me giving him my body and giving him pleasure, and taking pleasure in return. During the fuck, Kurt moved closer. I felt his thumb and forefinger encircle my cock at the base as I fucked the cub. I was keenly aware that this was the first time he’d touched me, and I shuddered. On the outstroke, I could feel Kurt using his hand to work the condom up my shaft. Then he lined me up and I thrust back in. Then on the outstroke again, Kurt’s hand working the condom up. By the 4th stroke or so, it was just now at my head. He deftly pulled it off. Without missing a beat, he lined me up again and I slid back inside the cub. Kurt was again directing me as he wanted and I was his slave. He then leaned in close to me again and gruffly whispered, “Now breed him. He’s a cumdump and I wanna watch you give him what he wants.” I obeyed. I grabbed the chains of the sling and looked down at the muscle cub I was using as directed. He really was a cute guy, the kind of “aw shucks” guy it looks like you’d want to date and take home to your parents. At least until you found out he was a dirty, fucking slut. Which right now made my dick that much harder. His hole felt like wet silk on my raw dick. As I was building tempo, Kurt moved up to the head of the sling and tucked his prodigious unit in the cub’s mouth. Only about 1/3 of it fit and the cub was gagging on it. Kurt made eye contact with me again and held it as he grabbed the boy’s head and fucked his mouth. I smirked because I could tell that was doing this for me. He *knew* I would like seeing the cub struggle with his meat. He spoke to the cub next, in a deep voice that seemed to cut through the noise in the room. “Beg for his load, slut. I wanna hear you beg for his cum like the filthy cunt you are.” The cub stopped sucking long enough to start up a litany of entreaties for my seed. “Please breed me! Please cum in me! I wanna feel you load me! I need it! Please! No loads refused! I’m a fucking cum whore and I live to be filled! I want your DNA to be part of me! Knock me up, man!” Hearing the hot stud begging for me to cum was the final push to get the load to boil out of my balls. I buried myself in him and let go. Volley after volley of my pent up seed and frustration throbbed into his guts. “Oh fuck! I feel him cumming! I actually FEEL it!! Fuck that’s a lot! Oh FUUUUUCK!” the cub whimpered. And through all of this, my eyes never left Kurt’s. Even though I had just cum so much that it felt like my balls turned inside out, I was still in a sex trance. I was empty, but now I needed to get filled. I pulled out of the cub and made my way over to Kurt. I figured it was going to be now. This was going to happen. Kurt was still rock hard from our scene and I aimed to be on the recipient end of it. As I approached there was a brief look of confusion which flickered across his face. When I was in front of him, I reached out and grabbed his massive tool. He flinched at the contact, and pushed my hand away. Not to be deterred, I dropped to my knees in front of him and moved to take him in my mouth. He instantly jumped back away from me and barked out, “No.” It was like a hypnotist snapped his fingers and I suddenly found myself naked on a stage in front of strangers. One of the party rules was “consent”. If someone said No or wanted to stop- you stopped. That was the rule. And if you didn’t stop, you were asked to leave or escorted out. So there I was, as it were. Just a boy. Kneeling in front of a boy. Asking him to fuck me. And being patently rejected. It was so “mixed message” after everything that had just transpired that I actually started to laugh. I had so many emotions roiling about that I didn’t know what to do or how to react. Seeing how Kurt looked at me, I was instantly filled with hot shame. Which was then rapidly replaced by seething anger. I stood up slowly and gave Kurt my best “what the everloving fuck” look. He just looked back at me with pinched brows and shook his head. So I walked over to the nearest fuck bench, bent over with dramatic flair, and proceeded to make a show of lubing up my ass. And I aimed to get filled one way or another. And if Kurt wouldn’t do it, anyone else would do. Any and all of them. And that fucker was going to watch them do it. One guy immediately walked up and stuffed his dick in my mouth. I asked for some poppers, took a hit, and went to town servicing him. I was on a mission. During this, I felt a couple different guys walk by and caress my ass. One even fingered my hole a little… but then they would walk away. Nobody seemed to want to fuck me. I kept wriggling my ass and trying to tempt guys, all to no avail. Why was nobody fucking me? Even the guy feeding me his cock didn’t cum and he wandered off. I was prepped. I was ready. I had a muscular, round ass from hours of squats and miles of biking. And I was a pretty darn good bottom from what I’d been told. But tonight I was on a fuck bench island—alone. I was starting to feel pretty despondent, when suddenly I feel a guy’s cock start to nudge around my ass. Finally! I hear the lube bottle open and feel him slick up his dick behind me. A lubed digit briefly slipped in my ass to open me up. And just as the head starts to slip inside me, it stops and pulls out. “What’s your deal, man? I was gonna breed that fine little ass!” “It’s off limits for you. Go fuck the cumdump in the sling.” It was Kurt’s voice. Why the fuck was Kurt was cock blocking? This made absolutely no sense. “Fuck you, man. You don’t own this hole. And this little fucker is begging for a load!” said my would be fucker. “Seriously man, just walk away. He doesn’t want your toxic seed.” Toxic seed? Was the guy poz and was he going to fuck me without a condom? I stood up from the bench. “Dude, are you poz and were you going to fuck me without a condom?” I asked the guy. He looked at me with disdain. “Whatever, dude. It’s a bareback sex party.” And he stalked off. Kurt was standing there with his arms folded over his chest. “Are YOU the reason nobody’s been wanting to fuck me? Have you been cock blocking me this entire time??” I asked him incredulously. “I just saved your ass. Literally and figuratively. You’re in a sex haze and not thinking clearly. Did you really want his dirty dick to load you up with poz cum?” Kurt asked flatly. “Well… maybe I DID!” I retorted like a child. Kurt stared me down until I looked away. “I didn’t think so,” he answered smugly. And this pissed me off. “You know what? I’m out. Thanks for ruining what was turning into a good night. Let’s not keep meeting like this, shall we?” I spat as I walked away from him. I stormed upstairs, got dressed, and left the party. I drove home angry. Hurt. Sad. And … relieved? Relieved that I’d dodged a poz load in my ass all because of Kurt and his apparent conscience. I was more confused than ever about who the fuck this man was. * * I didn’t see Kurt again until the end of summer. And other than occasional angry thoughts about him, I didn’t much think of him during the time after the sex party. The only time he seriously entered my thoughts was during the one hookup I had in the month of August. Looking back, it was painfully obvious I was trying to find a clone of Kurt. The guy was big and dark and muscular—but the connection just wasn’t there. The sex was perfunctory and unfulfilling and left me fantasizing about Kurt while I jacked myself off on the guy. I ate my weight in ice cream afterwards, because feelings. Anyway, I really felt I had turned a corner when Labor Day rolled around. It was time for Tom and Hal’s end of summer pool party. I was in a mood and pretty down on myself, so I almost didn’t go. If Tom wasn’t such a good friend, I’d probably have begged off, coming up with some lame excuse. As it was, I sucked it up, put on the pink speedo that showed off my assets, and headed over. When I arrived, Tom met me at the door- a big shit eating grin on his face. “About time! And man have I got a surprise for you!” and he started singing “Matchmaker” from Fiddler on the Roof. “Oh no. Don’t you remember the last time you tried to set me up? I thought we’d learned our lesson, because *that* went so fucking well,” I admonished. “Look honey. How was I supposed to know he was still married?” he shrugged. “And a sub bottom with a diaper fetish,” I reminded him. “Everyone has little kinks, darling,” he laughed. “Exactly what part of ‘change me! Baby make boom-boom’ did you think I would find endearing?” I asked with a raised eyebrow. Tom waved me off. “This one is different. You are 100% his type, and he is SO yours. I mean, this guy is so EVERYONE’S type. Trust me. This time, this yenta is onto something big. And from what I hear, I do mean BIG!” I sighed and resigned myself to the fact that I had to just go with it. It was just who Tom was. I’d humor him, meet the guy, it wouldn’t work (like all the others because it was seriously like Tom didn’t know me at all or what I liked), and I’d go on my merry way until next time. Tom left me in the kitchen and scurried off to go find Mr. Match, so I made myself a drink. I heard him coming back with someone in tow (Tom was loud) just as I was completing my margarita. I turned around and… yeah. Him. Tom smiles huge and says, “I’d like to introduce you to…” “Kurt,” I finished, my disdain apparent. Tom’s smile falters. “Oh, have you two met?” he enquires. “Oh yeah. On a few separate occasions, isn’t that right Kurt?” Kurt just stood there, looking like he wanted to be anywhere else at the moment. For once he wouldn’t meet my eyes. I took the opportunity to add an extra shot of patron to my marg. “By the way, Tom? You’re wrong about me being his type,” I said in the shittiest voice I could muster. “He actually finds me quite repulsive—that is when he can even be bothered to remember who the fuck I am. So if you’ll excuse me, imma go find your husband and drink. Heavily.” And with that I left them standing in the kitchen. Several drinks and an hour of avoidance later, I was on an air mattress in the pool, trying to relax and soak up the last of the summer sun. I felt the waves gently rock me as someone slid into the pool. A few moments later, a shadow covered me as someone stood next to my float. “Hey,” he said. Because of course it was Kurt. I tilted my head over and opened my eyes. God he was even more beautiful wet. And today he was sporting hair that was a bit longer and just starting to wave a bit, and a full mustache with heavy beard stubble. He was a wet, sexier Tom Selleck. Or Pete Kuzak. It was his best look and it physically hurt me to look at him, so I closed my eyes. “What is it, Kurt?” I sighed. “You’ve successfully managed to suck almost all the joy in my life for the past few months. What are you going to do for an encore? Anally rape my mother while pouring sugar in my gas tank?” He chuckled. “That line is from the movie Clerks. And No. No encore. More like a truce.” I looked at him again. “I was a jerk and I’m sorry,” he said with a shrug. “And I think that for today, on this last day of summer, we should just hang out and… be. Maybe get to know each other in a different space. What do you say?” I thought about it for a good minute. I mean, really thought about it. Do I continue to be butthurt? Or do I just say fuck it and let him off the hook? Even though his eyes held mine again, there wasn’t the heat. Instead they were saying “please”. Which broke me. I relented. “Fetch me another drink, Farm Boy, and we’ll see,” I said. “Fetch it yourself,” he says and then proceeded to dump me off my air mattress into the pool. I sputtered as I came up and he was laughing like a kid and smiling. Smiling AT me. I’d never seen him smile before, not like this. Not directed at me. Being on the receiving end of it was absolutely blinding. Like a million photographer flash bulbs going off. And he had dimples, because of course he did. Fuck me sideways. The next couple of hours in the pool drifted by lazily. We talked about everything and nothing. The Clerks quote had opened things up and we chatted about favorite movies and art and just hung out. Other guys at the party desperately wanted Kurt’s attention, but whenever they would swim up to chat, he would shift over to me. Feeling his bulk casually brush up against my side, or his furry leg touch mine set flame to my skin. One time he even draped his arm across my shoulders possessively and my insides melted. Seriously turned to goo. I slowly reciprocated and put my arm around his expansive back to his waist. This time he didn’t smack it away. It was the first time I was actually touching him after all these months—the heat of his tan flesh under my hand made my heart stutter. I’d had more than a few cocktails at this point, so I was feeling giddy and buzzy, but in a really warm and delightful way. I was also punch drunk from the attention Kurt was paying me. Feeling cocky, I popped back onto a pool float and lay back with my hands beneath my head. “Push me around the pool,” I jokingly command him. “As you wish,” he replied. Fuck me. He did know the Princess Bride after all. I felt his hand move from the float to my side and I felt sure that I was in for another dunking. If that happened, I’d make him pay. But no. We were in the shallows of the pool and he was gently pushing me around- his large hand on my upper rib cage. Then his hand shifted a bit, and I felt his finger on my nipple. At first it just rested there, but instantly the entire focus of my being was concentrated on that little nub of flesh. Then his finger lightly circled it and brushed it. I shivered, and my cock sprang to life in my speedo. “Looks like someone is having a good time,” said Tom cheekily, and I quickly dumped myself off the mattress and into the cool water. I was immediately self-conscious again of being sexual in public and separated myself to the far side of the pool to get my drink. I hear Kurt haul himself out of the water and excuse himself to the restroom. Meanwhile my mind is racing with a million thoughts. What was happening? Was Kurt flirting? Did he actually want me? Did I WANT him to want me? What would we do? Would we finally have sex? My boner would NOT go down as my mind raced down alley after alley of all the things I wanted to do to Kurt’s body. Eventually I was able to quell my visible desire and decided that I too could use a bathroom break. I figured it was also a good time for a drink refresher too. When I looked for Kurt to see if he wanted something from the bar, he wasn’t around. Meh, I figured I’d just surprise him with something and I headed up to the house. When I opened the bathroom door, I’m the one who got the surprise. Kurt was there, leaning against the sink with his dick halfway down Tom’s throat. I think I said something like, “Oops! Sorry” before stumbling blindly away, tears burning my eyes. It was like my heart had been ripped from my chest and crumpled like a ball of foil. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t form coherent thoughts. I had to get out of there and away. Just… away. The next thing I remember was sitting in my car and bawling my eyes out. I’d been duped again and let my guard down. I was smarter than this. And How DARE he have this much power over me! But the truth was he did have that power and it sucked. He’d hurt me again. And the really fucked up thing was, I would probably continue to let him because I was just that pathetic. I felt the passenger side open up and someone crawl in. I figured it was Tom, come to apologize. “You know, Tom? Bathroom doors come with locks for a reason. Mainly so your EX-best friend doesn’t stumble in on you sucking off the love of his life,” I said with as much venom as I could muster. “It’s not Tom… it’s me.” Because of course it was him. And suddenly a switch flipped and I was furious. “Get. The fuck. Out of my car,” I said dangerously. “Seriously. Get out. Get OUT! Fuck you, fucking dick! Did you come to gloat? To Rub it in? Fuck you and your mixed messages. Fuck you for messing with me. Is this a fucking game to you? Is this FUN? Tormenting me? Teasing me and then gutting me to the core? Is THAT what gets you off you sadistic FUCK!” “No, this isn’t a game. And this isn’t what gets me off,” he said quietly. “Then what is it? What the FUCK is going on between us? Why would you come at me with your ‘lets just be’ B.S.? Then proceed to tease me all day? You aren’t blind or stupid—you KNOW what you do to me! You KNOW how I feel about you. You toyed with me deliberately only to go off and fuck Tom’s mouth!” “I didn’t do it deliberately, I honestly just wanted to try to befriend you today,” he mumbled. “And I didn’t go off to fuck Tom’s mouth. He busted in on me jacking off in the bathroom and he just dropped and started sucking. I… I wasn’t thinking clearly at that point…I should’ve stopped him, but….” “But?? BUT WHAT?? Any hole will do, is that it? Anyone’s but MINE?” I shot back. “I… I just really needed… I needed to get off, ok?” “You needed to get off. AT the pool party. Because it couldn’t wait until you got home?” I said incredulously. “Seriously. It couldn’t wait?” “No, it couldn’t wait!” Kurt was becoming visibly agitated and upset now. “Why the fuck not? Seriously, who just jacks off randomly at a party?” “I was doing it to protect you!” he said, his voice escalating in volume. “Protecting me? From whom? Tom?? You thought you’d protect me from Tom’s mouth by FUCKING IT?!?” I shouted back. “I WAS PROTECTING YOU FROM ME, GODDAMNIT!” All the air seemed to go out of the car, and Kurt was shaking. My anger dissipated quickly and my intuition was telling me something important was happening. I turned to Kurt and just looked at him— patiently waiting for some sort of explanation. Kurt wouldn’t look back. He just looked at his hands as he gripped the dashboard. He took a deep, shuddering breath and began. “I was protecting you from me. Being near you today? I thought I could handle it. I saw the way you looked at me at the sex party. How hurt you were and it gutted me. I told myself never again. So when you showed up today, I thought to myself, Kurt? Here’s your opportunity. Here’s your chance to make amends and maybe not be such an asshole. I really thought the best protection for you might be if I were a buddy, you know? Just a buddy who could look out for you and protect you. I thought I could handle it. But christ. Being near you today? Seeing your body? Joking around and hearing you laugh? Touching you? It made me fucking crazy- like I wanted to jump right out of my skin. I tried to tamp it down, God I tried. To just be a normal guy and not… not think with my prick. But you look so goddamn much like him and I couldn’t control myself and my dark thoughts started spinning out of control and I had to stop them. Stop myself. So I went to the bathroom to jack off. To relieve the sexual pressure so that I could maybe go back to just being a nice guy and maybe a friend. If I could just cum it might be enough to get through being near you the rest of the afternoon. But I didn’t lock the fucking door and Tom came in and he just… started sucking… and I just really needed the release or else I was going to do something I would regret so I just let him keep sucking even though I should have stopped him. I know I should have stopped him! It wasn’t his mouth I wanted. But when my demons are released it’s like trying to stop a freight train and then you walked in and everything went to fucking hell ….” Kurt still hadn’t looked at me. And he still hadn’t answered the big question. “Kurt,” I said gently. “Why do you feel you need to protect me from yourself? I’m a big boy- maybe not in stature- but I can make my own decisions. I’ve wanted you to fuck me for a long time.” “Oh you can’t say that! PLEASE don’t say that!” he cried. And tears started to flow from his eyes. “Why not? It’s the truth. I want you like I’ve never wanted any other man before. You electrify me in a way that nobody ever has,” I said as I reached out to touch his leg. He flinched and looked up at me, stricken. “Electrify? As in Charge?? HA!” He laughed mirthlessly as his body was wracked with sobs. “I’m HIV positive,” he finally whispered. “But it’s more than that. Much more. I’m sick. Not HIV sick, but sick in my very soul. I have a darkness in me. A twisted desire to infect other guys with HIV. You asked what gets me off? THAT gets me off. The thought of infecting guys makes my dick hard! Christ! I’m getting hard right now just talking about it and I’m fucking bawling while I bare by soul to you! How fucked up is that?” There was a pregnant pause as he took a deep breath. “And how sick is it that I want to infect you so you’ll be mine forever?” It was barely audible, but I heard it. “Kurt…” I started. “His name was Bo. Love of my life. I was fairly newly poz when we met, and he wasn’t. But we were determined to make it work. I loved him and He knew me, REALLY knew me. Knew my darkness. Knew my fetishes and kinks. My demons. And he loved me anyway. He loved me so much that he begged for me to knock him up. To infect him so we would always be together. I railed against the idea for a long time, and we were always so careful. SO careful! I needed him healthy and whole. But he wore me down. He said he was ready. He PROMISED me he was. That he could handle it and he wanted it and he wanted it from ME. He even told me that he would go get pozzed up from someone else, just to be done with it all. So finally I relented. I let the demons out and I did it. I fucking did it. It took on the first try too, because I’m fertile. And I gotta tell you, man was it hot. It was so goddamn hot doing it. I loved every fucking second and being the one to make him poz. Fuck, it blew my mind. When I bred him that night it was like all my love emptied into him too. Only he lied to me. He wasn’t ready for it. His family found out and they disowned him. Some of his friends turned on him and called him a fool for not being safe and stupid for being with me. They abandoned him. His conservative job found out and canned him. He lost health insurance. It was all so messed up. But I thought we were working through it all ok. We had each other and I loved him and that was enough right? But he got depressed. Really depressed. I came home one day… I came home…and… I’m the one who found him.” Kurt had tears just streaming down his face now- cathartically releasing all the pent up emotions that must have been eating away at him. “Bo is dead because of me. The love of my life died because I can’t control my sick desires. I was weak and he is dead. And I vowed never again. Not with someone that I care about. And then you walk into a bar bathroom, the spitting image…” “But Kurt, we can still do stuff. Be intimate. All this doesn’t make me want you less, if anything I want you more now. We can be safe….” I offered. “Safe? With me there IS no ‘safe’. You’ve seen me in action, when I’m amped up. I’m a fucking pig with a big cock and a bigger sex drive. Once the demons are loose, there’s no stopping them. You say “safe” but you don’t understand. You don’t KNOW. I’m telling you even now sitting here, after all this, I still want to infect you. I see you and I am overcome with desire. I want you so badly that I can’t focus. You are so beautiful and sexy and I want nothing more than to tear up that meaty little ass of yours. I want to fuck you so hard you bleed. I want to fuck you until your spine cracks and your spleen is bruised. I want you whimpering as I cum so deep inside that it will never come out. And then I want to do it again and again and again until you convert. Then we’ll be a matched pair and I’ll own you for life. You say ‘safe’. How do you think you’ll be safe with me? I’m way bigger than you. You don’t stand a chance. Don’t ask me to pull out, because I won’t. You think you’ll be safe if I use a condom? Don’t you think that at some point my dark side will win and I’ll sabotage the rubber so my seed leaks into you? Or I sneak it off and stealth you? Or drug you and then rape my poz load into your ass? God, my cock is hard right now just talking about it! With me there IS no such thing as safe, don’t you see? That’s why I’m telling you all this. That’s why I let Tom suck me. That’s why I pushed you away at the sex party. That’s why I pretended not to know you at the bar even though I wanted nothing more than to ditch that other guy and take you back to my place to destroy you. That’s why I sprinted home that first time at the bar. It’s me… protecting you… from me. Before I can’t control myself and it’s too late.” We sat quietly in my car, the only sound an occasional sniffle from him as we sat amid the enormity of everything he just unloaded. My mind was reeling from his revelations and his stark honesty. There was so much conflict going on inside me. My feelings for him. My attraction. His status. His dark fetish. His struggle. But above it all, just being in the car with him had me vibrating. My guts were a knot and… And suddenly, I was calm. In a moment of clarity, I knew what I was going to do. Kurt spoke again, dejectedly. “I know this was… a lot. And I’m sorry. I truly am sorry. Please understand that I think you are so… so beautiful. But you deserved to know. And now maybe you’ll understand I can’t see you again.” His hand moved to the door handle. Before he could make another move, I launched myself at him, grabbed his face, and kissed him. I wish I could say it was one of those beautiful, perfect moviestar kisses—it wasn’t. He’d been crying. I’d been crying. There were residual tears and snot. I came in too hot and our teeth sort of clacked together. It wasn’t pretty. But it was also fucking hot as hell. It started off with me ramming against him and him sort of yelping as I startled him. His body was tensed like a clock spring. I kept our lips pressed together unmoving- waiting to see what he was going to do. Suddenly the fight seemed to go out of him and he relaxed. Then our kiss morphed into a gentle “I see you, Jake Sully” kiss. And then it deepened, and turned more urgent until we were two horny teenagers making out in a car. And I gotta say—the stache and stubble combo? Holy fuck. Feeling his stubble rake across my jaw lit me on fire. Kissing Kurt in this moment was the most intimate, most sexual thing I think I’d ever done with another man in my life. It also felt I was kissing a brewing storm… and I never wanted to stop. As my hands wandered down to his straining groin, he suddenly stopped and pushed me away. “Fuck, this is what I was afraid of! I am barely hanging on, here. We have to stop.” “Have you heard of PReP,” I asked him breathlessly. “Sure,” he nods. “Well, I’m on it. And I triple dog dare you to try to get me pregnant, Kurt.” He closed his eyes then. “Drive,” he commanded as he fastened his seat belt. * * We drove to his condo in a blur. I drove fast, but not so fast as to get a speeding ticket (or DUI). He wanted to fuck me at his place because it was set up with everything that we would need. I honestly don’t remember getting from the parking garage to his unit. Once parked we were on each other again with reckless abandon. We managed to get out of the car, but he pushed me up against it- his hands all over my body. He ended up going down on me as I leaned against the car- my synapses shorting out as I felt his mouth take me inside. Then I tried to return the favor, but the 0 gauge PA kept clattering against my teeth which really bothered me. We stopped so he could unscrew a ball and take it out for me. I sucked his dick briefly in the elevator- I didn’t care if there were security cameras. Let them fucking watch me service this god’s dick! I just needed to feel him in my mouth. His dick is fucking enormous. Two and a half hands worth and my fingers didn’t touch around it. Big fucking head like a pit viper. He probably was going to fuck me in half with it, and I was beyond ready to surrender to it. Eventually we got to his condo and he had me go prep using his shower shot while he got the place ready for me. I did as I was told and made sure to spend a little extra time, as I knew he would be going extra deep. I stepped out of the bathroom into a dimly lit scene. “Come here,” I heard him say in his deep, sex voice. My feet were instantly compelled forward to the bedroom. He had a blood red light bulb in the bedside lamp, to set the mood. He had a sling set up, suspended in one corner from eye bolts in the ceiling. One of the walls had a large mirror there so you would be able to watch yourself during, were you so inclined. And the wall opposite the foot of the king sized bed had a 60” TV mounted on an articulating arm, so porn could be watched at any time. And he had filthy porn playing—lots of biohazard symbols everywhere. As I stepped into his den of iniquity, our eyes met and he said, “Last chance, bud. Or abandon all hope.” I walked up to him, staring deeply into his eyes. I feel that familiar sex trance coming on and this time I welcomed it fully. With that all my inhibitions fell away and I felt free. I knew Kurt wouldn’t judge me and anything was on the table. I chose my next words deliberately. “So, that guy that you were talking with that night at the bar when you pretended not to know me? Did you poz him?” I saw Kurt’s nostrils flare as his eyes glittered in the red light. “Yes. Yes I did.” “Tell me,” I say. “What’s to tell? He was a dumb fucking bug chaser. I found him on BBRT and told him I could help him out. He met me at the bar after work. I brought him here and gave him what he wanted.” “And what he wanted was your toxic seed. Did it take?” I asked. I knew my questions were goading Kurt on and getting his demons going. “Oh yeah. I told you—I’m fertile. He called me two weeks later to tell me he got the fuck flu. He was so happy.” “And was it a good fuck? Did you enjoy breeding him? Did it satisfy you?” I asked. “It was ok. He’d been chasing for awhile but everyone’s pretty well controlled these days so infections are rare. And he really wanted it so it didn’t feel like much of a challenge. It’s sort of hotter when the guy doesn’t want it, or doesn’t know he wants it.” Kurt’s cock was so hard at this. That’s when I noticed he’d changed his PA. The one in now was a curved barbell of sorts, but there were conical spikes screwed onto the ends. Kind of like what you’d see on a dog’s collar. I reached down and fingered it lightly. His cock jumped at my touch. “Is this your weapon of choice for my guts tonight?” I asked. “You triple dog dared me to get you pregnant. I aim to keep my record intact,” he growled. “So, about a month before I ran into you at the bar, Charlie told me he’d seen you with some random guy from out of town and that you’d left with him. You get him pregnant, too?” Kurt chuckled. “You keeping tabs on me?” he asked. “Just some light stalking. You know I’m obsessed with you.” Kurt reaches up and starts lightly stroking my nipples. My nipples are hard wired and with his touch, bolts of electricity coursed through me and made my dick jump. “I honestly don’t know if I got him pregnant or not- it’s definitely possible since I gave him a double dose. I may get a two-fer if his wife pops poz too.” “Fuck, really?” I asked. Even though I had started out as just playing a role to turn Kurt on, hearing him talk this way was getting me very turned on. Was I a secret chaser? Or was I just some sex pig that had finally found someone to help me realize my true self?” “Yeah. The guy was in town on a business trip. Married. To a woman. He was at the bar because he was bi-curious, the stupid fucker. Had cheated on his wife a few times with guys but only bottomed twice before. Such an easy pickup! He took me back to his hotel room so I could be his third time. Man, he was definitely not prepared for my cock. He cried while I fucked him.” “And you got him to risk it and go bareback?” I asked, definitely curious at this point. “Not at first. He insisted on a condom because he was ‘married’. But I deliberately didn’t use enough lube. I wanted to rough him up a bit and also possibly have the condom pop. That happens sometimes due to my size and my… vigor. Whoops.” He grinned and I had to laugh at the way he said it. “Unfortunately, the condom held, but he was really crying and it was tearing up his ass something fierce because fuck he was tight, so I told him it would feel better skin to skin. I had him take a hit of poppers, stripped off the condom, lubed up, and slid right back in. “I stealthed him quick before he came to his senses. And then kept going to make sure I massaged that load into him. As I was working up load 2 he did ask me not to cum in him. I said ‘Why change things now?’ and shot a second load deep. That’s when he kind of freaked out a bit and kicked me out of his hotel room.” “Was this a good fuck?” I asked, as I moved behind him and knelt to tongue his butthole. As soon as I made contact in his furry crack, I went into overdrive. He moaned. “Fuck yeah! There’s nothing better than breeding a married “straight” guy. I love it when the guy struggles to take my cock. I like it when they cry too- feels more like rape, even though they never ask me to stop. And I love sending them on their way with my little gift. Their cheating asses are getting what they deserve. Plus it’s hot thinking that they might pass it on to their wives or to some other guys along their path of sexual discovery.” “I have a question for you,” I say, pausing in my rimming. “At the sex party, why didn’t you just let that guy fuck me and breed me? Maybe I would have popped poz and all this conflict would have gone away.” Then I dove back into his perfect ass. “I thought I already answered that. I needed to be the one to do it so that you’re mine forever. I couldn’t let some other guy have that honor. Not with you. Especially when I could stop it. Do you know how many poz guys I chased away from your hole that night? At least 5. The last guy was definitely toxic, although you would have liked his dick.” I stopped rimming him and stood up. I stood on tip toes and whispered into his ear. “I think it’s time for you to impregnate me. Give me my first dirty dick.” Kurt kissed me fiercely then. It wasn’t like the first one in the car, or even the parking garage—this WAS a Hollywood kiss. Longing and long-denied desire pouring out in a flood between us. I’ve never been kissed like that by anyone before—or since. All I knew was that my mind was fried and I was complete his now and forever and all I could think was “dick dick dick… in in in…. now now now… “. He picked me up deftly, and placed me into the sling. My feet were placed in the stirrups and cinched in snugly. He looked down on me with unbridled lust, and I’m sure I looked back with equal amounts. He bared his teeth and chuckled menacingly. “You stupid fucker. Your ass is mine now. I’m gonna give you my AIDS.” “Stop talking and fucking do it already,” I goaded. He let out a fierce growl and lubed up his dick. Then he lubed up my hole, making sure to roughly finger the lube into me. Then I felt his cock head and the sharp PA resting against my pucker. I sucked in a sharp breath in anticipation. He tossed me some spray poppers and a cloth. “Here, you might want to try these. I’ll do you a solid and wait until you’re flying.” “I want you to know something,” I said as I uncapped the spray can. “I’m not going to be like that businessman. I’m not going to cry. I’m not going to beg for you not to cum in me. I’m not as innocent as I seem and I don’t need your mercy. I’m tough. And I’m a greedy fucking bottom who lusts for big cock. I need this. I need YOU. I think I’ve needed you my whole life. And my body is yours to destroy as you see fit.” I hit the spray poppers and soon my head fuzzed and everything got warm and tingly. I felt a sharp pinch as he entered me, and then discomfort as his girth slowly slid inside. I figured Kurt was just going to fucking pound me until I passed out, but no. He slow fucked me. He worked his enormous tool back and forth inside me, stopping when it started nudging my second ring and then sliding languorously back out. A couple times he pulled all the way out with a sharp plop (which I admit stung a bit) before pushing slowly back inside. I’m not gonna lie, what he was doing was feeling fucking incredible. So much cock was in me and I felt so stretched! But there was also the added sensation of the metal dragging in my guts. And then there was his gaze. I could almost taste his lust. “I thought you were going to fuck me,” I growled. “Patience, young padawan,” he said. “I’m just tilling the soil for my seed. There’s a method to my madness, you’ll see. I can’t just ram you with this particular PA in. It’s kind of uncomfortable for me and the cones tend to come loose. One time I lost the whole thing inside a dude’s shitter- now that was interesting breeding session. Also, I’ve been cautioned by the piercer that with my size, this type could get caught deep in your colon and hook us together in a rather compromising position. And that wouldn’t be very much fun now, would it?” I shook my head. “Plus we can’t risk damaging that beautiful baby-maker you got,” I agreed. “You like it?” he says cockily as he flexed it inside me causing me to gasp. “It’s the biggest dick I’ve ever taken and its going to ruin me forever for all other cock,” I told him quite sincerely. “Oh, its’ going to ruin you all right.” He grinned wickedly. He popped out again, and started removing the PA. “You should be good and scraped up now. Plenty of places for my seed to latch,” he said matter of factly. “And now the real fucking begins.” He relubed and I hit the spray poppers again, just in time to get fuzzy before his onslaught. I know everyone is now expecting a merciless rape of the sabine women scene, but it wasn’t like that. He was definitely all about taking his pleasure, but not at the expense of mine. He re-entered me fairly slowly and when his dick came to my second ring, he patiently worked me open until he could get all the way inside. Then he short stroked himself deep in there in order to make sure I was good and open for his dick before he started giving it all to me with force. And for me? Nobody had ever fucked me this deep before. And definitely nobody that I was so in tune with. I literally don’t remember some of the fuck once he got going, because I was riding wave after blissful wave. I was having anal/full body orgasms left and right from the way his cock was hitting inside me. I’m pretty sure I was making loud, guttural noises and probably scaring his neighbors. I honestly don’t know how long he had been fucking me before I regained my voice. 20 minutes? 2 hours? It was all a blur. But he was buried in me and grinding when I decided to ask for more. “Kurt? Will you put in the big PA for me? The 0 gauge that you had in the night we met? I’ve never been fucked by one and I need to feel it.” “You sure? Because it will probably bruise your sigmoid colon a bit,” he said with a touch of concern. “Yeah, I’m sure. I wanna be able to feel you inside me for days after this fuck.” He pulled out slowly and went to his dresser. This was a captive bead PA and he had bought the special tool for popping the ball in and out. With an audible snap, I knew it was in and that I’d soon be feeling it. “This is more than I could have hoped for,” he said during the lull in our fucking. “You’re taking me like a champ, and I’ve already been leaking tons of precum into your cunt. This is the hottest sex I’ve ever had and you’re helping me edge up one massive load. You’re so getting infected. I don’t care if you are on Prep—it’s not going to be able to save you after this.” “Promises, Promises,” I joked. “Now, play with my nipples as you enter me and get ready to see stars.” It took a bit to get the 0 gauge in me, but in me it went. All the way in me. And yeah, I felt it. The heavy weight of it moving inside me as he thrust into me. The pleasure pain as he drove that ring and ball repeatedly into my second ring. He did work my nipples as he fucked me now, and my hole went crazy on his dick. This set up a steady litany of accolades from him, where extolling my virtues as a professional bottom cock pig. I could tell we were nearing the finale at this point, and truthfully I wasn’t exactly sure how much more my guts could take. Poppers were failing to dull the pain he was punching into me now. “Look at me Kurt,” I commanded. And our eyes locked one last time. “I… I’m pretty sure I love you,” I stammered while staring intently at him. “It was love at first sight. From that first moment our eyes met in the bathroom, I knew. I just… knew.” Kurt was fucking me hard now. “It was inevitable. We were always going to end up here, right here. With you trying to knock me up. Because this connection of ours would not be denied.” His hands were fiercely gripping my hips and he was literally throwing my ass onto his dick. His groin slamming into me with abandon with smacks echoing off the concrete walls in his condo. “You know how much I love you, Kurt?” I grunted out between thrusts. “No. Tell me,” he ground out. “You know how I told you I was on PrEP?” I said, through gritted teeth. “I lied.” He came in me then. With a guttural moan that was somewhere between triumph and anguish, he came. Deeply. And hard. He was planted all the way up inside me when he launched volley after volley after volley of his charged semen into me. And I felt it. Not just the throbbing of his cock up inside me where no man had ever been, but I felt his cum. I felt the shots hit inside. The wet heat. All of it. And somewhere during his orgasm I had my own. My own prodigious load shot everywhere. I felt it hit my face, but it painted me from chin to navel. When he finally stopped cumming (like 2 minutes later, his cock still up in my second ring), he looked down at me with something that looked like sadness in his face. “Is it true?” He asked. “Is it true that I love you?” I said, playing dumb. “Absolutely. I’ve been head over heels for you for months. Since I first saw you.” “No, I mean… the PrEP thing. Is it… true?” I looked at him and shrugged. “Yeah, it’s true. I’m not on it. Never was.” Kurt started breathing rapidly and he started to shake a bit. “Oh god. You LIED to me! No no no! Fuck! This is going to be Bo all over again! I can’t handle that. Fuck, what have I done? Oh god, I never should have…” “Hey!” I snapped, and Kurt stopped. “You didn’t do this. I did. I chose. I decided that I wanted you to own me forever, so I let this happen. No. I MADE this happen. And if I had changed my mind, I would have stopped it. It *is* possible to stop Mr. Ferris Buehler, you know.” This elicited a small smile from him. “I’m sorry I lied to you. I won’t do it again. Ever. I promise.” I looked deeply at him so he could see my earnestness. “Ever. And although I look like him, I’m not him. You gotta trust me on this.” He nodded. I was still on my back in the sling and he was still in me at this point, and my load was starting to run everywhere. So, I scooped up what I could from by chest and belly and held it out to him. “If your fertileness is to be believed, this is my last neg load. Take it,” I said. “It’s always the Clark Kent types,” he said with a snort. And without breaking eye contact, he lowered his head to my hand and lapped up my cum. Then he held my hand while he slowly sucked each of my fingers clean. “How’s it taste, big guy?” The corners of his mouth twitched a bit before answering. “Positively delicious.” “OH MY GOD YOU DID NOT!” I guffawed. “What?” he shrugged. “If you can quote cheesy movie lines to me, then I’m gonna make puns so bad they’ll give you AIDS.” And then he smiled at me. And it was blinding. * * After our breeding session, he carefully removed my feet from the stirrups and I wrapped my legs around him tightly. Determined to keep him planted inside me forever. He lifted me out of the sling (with my help) and we maneuvered to his bed. With much shuffling and grunting, we managed to scooch all the way up, until I had a pillow under my head, and he was laying with most of his weight on top of me. We kissed slowly and deeply like this for a long time. As we were resting (he was STILL in me, although my hips were starting to cramp at this point), I started thinking about a positional change. “Hey, when do I get to fuck you?” I asked. “I don’t get fucked, I fuck.” He stated. “Although if I were to get fucked, it would be you. You seem to know what you’re doing.” “And you seemed to enjoy watching me fuck those guys,” I said. “I enjoyed MAKING you fuck those guys. There’s a difference. Although I’m sure they liked it. A hot fucker like you dicking them down? Plus you got a pretty good dick on ya for a little guy. Not as good as mine but….” I smacked him and he playfully said “ow”. He chuckled while I made my hole dance on his dick a few times. I grabbed his face and looked at him. “You know, I think I’ve always been a pig. Or more accurately a pig-in-waiting. I was just so focused on being the good boy that everyone wanted me to be. Always so tentative. Afraid to cut loose. I guess I was in some pretty deep denial. Until you. Then it was all ‘Suuuuper Piiiiig’. I guess that makes you my phone booth.” “What’s a ‘phone booth’?” he asked in mock seriousness. It was right after this that I was brought up short by a sudden and paralyzing thought. Once again, my insecurities were rearing their ugly head, and my mind started running unchecked down dark alleys. “Kurt… if you do manage to seroconvert me, is that it then? Party’s over? You move on to another hole and we just become buddies that wave to each other at the clinic or…” my voice trailed off, suddenly fearful. He looked at me like I was an idiot and shook his head. “God I love pozzing up stupid guys! Mwa-ha-ha-ha!” a said with a fakey, evil laugh. Then his face got serious. “Weren’t you listening, silly? I said I wanted to poz you so that I would own you forever. Forever doesn’t mean for the two weeks of daily breeding until you get the fuck flu.” This time it was my turn to nod that I understood. “Daily breeding, you say?” I said, slowly cocking an eyebrow. “With an ass like yours? At least,” he growled as he snuggled into my neck. “Oh! I just had another thought,” I said cheerfully. “Oh god. Is *this* how it’s going to be with you? You ‘thinking’ all the time, asking dumb questions and interrupting snuggies?” he smirked. “Oh, I think you’ll like this one. So, once I pop poz and before I go on meds, how would you like to watch me knock up some guys? I’m thinking maybe like a nice, dumb 18 year old high school jock. Get him good and pregnant before his college career?” “Am I answering your question?” he asked, as his cock rapidly started swelling in my soon to be destroyed (again) ass. And then we kissed. And five very positive years later, we’re still kissing.

Imagine at night in a alley, breeding and getting breeded by strangers and maybe some homeless guys

THE CORRUPTION CONTINUES CHAPTER ONE After the scene at the bistro, Pat’s relationship with his bitch wife was officially over. In an effort to end things quickly, he actually convinced the cunt to take the house (including the majority of the contents) and her shiny sports car as her settlement. No alimony to hold over his head for years to come, just a clean break. And trust me, she’s the kind of parasite who would milk him for alimony until the day he died. Pat continued to stay at the cheap motel he’d been checked into the night he came to me, even though we spent most of our free time together now. He blocked out all of his buddies who tried calling him to ask him, “What the fuck?” when they heard about his divorce. Not to mention the fact that his skank ex-wife felt no shame in spreading the word that he was a faggot now. Little did she know how bad that made her look. She could have had the sexiest man in town all her own, but she couldn’t keep him happy. In fact, I made sure that word spread that she practically pushed him into my arms. And bed. It took so little effort to let everyone know that she was a shrill, frigid, caustic shrew who knew less about pleasing a man than the butchest of diesel dykes. The other reason Pat insisted on keeping the motel room long-term is because he liked the seedy nature of it. We fucked there often, making sure that people walking past or in nearby rooms could hear two guys fucking like animals. He had gone from ‘so naive’ to ‘such a pig’, it made my head spin. And my heart flutter. Despite the motel room, he basically lived with me. All of his clothes were at my place. That’s really all he took away from his marriage. That and his truck. And all of his tools. He was a man who works with his hands and needs his tools to work. He didn’t want anything else from the house. His clothes, his truck, his tools, and his dignity. What more does a horny single hunk need? With no bickering, his divorce was final after a month. After that everything changed. Pat had really gotten to love having a pig at his disposal. I literally sucked his dick anywhere he wanted, and bent over for a fuck anywhere he needed. Basically any time we were in his truck, I was leaning over and sucking him off or slathering his balls. We fucked beside his truck in a packed parking lot, and only one guy walked past us and grunted, “Faggots” at us. He was smiling, though, so he wasn’t going to cause us any problems. He fucked me in public bathrooms, clothing store change rooms, adult book stores and bath houses, cruising parks. Anywhere and everywhere. I was a slut in HEAVEN. But with the finalization of his divorce, Pat took a turn for the darker. He had started paying more attention to the guys around us while we were pigging out. Mostly at the bath houses and book stores, he started to notice some of the men who he hadn’t seen fuck me yet. Well, actually, we’d been fucking so much that he hadn’t told me to take any other cocks since those first couple of meetings. Since we were more ‘together’ it’s just been us. Until he started looking around at other guys who seemed to want in on the action. The sick looking guys. Skinny, wasting, gaunt, with KS lesions. He started asking me questions about them one night as we lay in bed after a particularly satisfying fuck session. “They have AIDS, don’t they?” he asked me, his arms around me, holding me tight to his body while we spooned. “I’m sure some of them do,” I sighed. “Does it ever worry you? You’ve let me encourage you to take loads from a few strangers and I never once thought about what it could be doing to you.” We had already discussed we were both negative shortly after our first fuck session, so he had an idea of what we might be getting into. Although his concern was seriously sweet, it was also getting me royally horny again, and I couldn’t help but shove my ass back towards his cock, which I found, had begun to fill out once again while we talked. “I lived too much of my life worried about the consequences. And I never had any fun,” I told him. “That’s why I started going to the book stores and being a slut. I know enough to know that it isn’t a death sentence, and the guys I know who are infected fuck like you wouldn’t believe. I always felt like I was missing out.” “But those guys who are sick . . . they could die, right? So it still could be a death sentence,” he pointed out. “Yeah, but some men who have full-blown AIDS have let themselves get to that point. They love having the virus so powerful in their systems. It’s a high for a lot of guys.” I continued to rub my ass on his now-hard cock, hoping he’d take the hint. Pat reached around and grabbed hold of my own rock-hard throbbing dick, and he laughed. “Fuck, feels like you might love it, too. Are you seriously this turned on because we’re talking about AIDS?” “I guess I am,” I replied, reaching back and lining him up with my already-cum-sloppy hole until he started to sink back into me. I was surprised to feel Pat get even bigger and harder inside of me, and he growled sexily in my ear as he began to ram me harder from behind. Normally getting fucked on my side wasn’t my favorite position, but this was feeling damn good to me. Intimate. “Uh! It -feels like -uh! like you -uh! enjoy it too!” I managed to grunt out between his urgent thrusts. Pat’s grip around me got much tighter, as if he was trying to possess me, get as deep as he could into my greedy pig hole. “Fucking right,” he grunted. “Let’s do it.” “Do what?” I asked. I knew the answer, but I really wanted to hear him say the words. “Get AIDS. Ah, fuck, I’m gonna cum!” he roared, squeezing me to him as his balls drained their payload into me. After we came back down and got our breathing under control, I rolled over so we were face to face, kissed him, and then just stared into his beautiful eyes. Pat reached up and caressed the side of my face and smiled at me. “You don’t have to if you don’t want to.” “Get infected, you mean?” I asked, to which he nodded. “I always expected it to happen sooner or later, so I’m fine with it. I just wasn’t sure if it was something you would be okay with.” “It scares the fuck out of me, I’m not gonna lie. But....” He stopped and looked down towards his crotch and then back up at me and grinned. “I think that says it all.” I glanced down. His cock as throbbing hard once again. Clearly he liked the idea as much as I. “Okay, then. Looks like we have a consensus,” I laughed.

Super hot story! His boy's going to lead him into a poz conversion for sure.

I'm a B3 as a top, I try to keep moving slowly so that at least a couple of my spurts spray directly on the prostate, I learned early what a great feeling that is as a bottom and want other men to experience it too. I've had comments from guys about how much I cum, for both my 1st and 2nd loads, and know when I used condoms that the reservoirs are inadequate and when I fuck a women always try to pull out before the cum starts leaking out around the base of the condom. As a bottom I find A2 is the most typical, although I love having a guy continue thrusting when he cums for the reasons stated above.

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Been a while since I last posted, living in Birmingham, UK now. My last post was in page 1163 for those following my story Work sent me away for a night and put me in a hotel, nothing special, just a travel lodge type thing in Manchester, I had been off grindr for a while so I redownloaded it and made a new profile, couple of pics and stating that I was looking to be used as a cum dump, I was sat on the hotel bar at the time and drinking a vodka, it's been about 4 months since I was last fucked after moving back from Cyprus in the new year (my previous stories are all about my time there) I got a message from a guy, mid 40s asking where I was located, I told him the hotel name and he was not far away, he told me he was finishing work and going home to his gf soon but could be swing by and fuck me? He was going to walk into the room and find me on the bed ass up, he told me he wanted to use condoms so I (dissapointed) say that's fine but I don't have any, he had one he said and said he would be in touch shortly, unsurprisingly I didn't hear from him again and continued my chats with other guys, one message that caught my eye was from a guy who was very close by, his message was simply a hard cock pic and he said "safe or bareback?" so I replied saying that it was up to him, he replied saying "mmmm bareback, have you been fucked yet?" "not today I haven't, not for a few months actually" he told me he could be at the hotel in fifteen minutes, and I still hadn't heard from the first guy so I agreed to meet him, gave him my room number and got upstairs, laying out lube and taking a hit of my fresh poppers, the guy messaged me saying he was on reception on his way up, he wanted me to suck him first then he was gonna plow my hole (his words) I waited awkwardly in the room but really knowing where to be, on the bed? On my knees? Eventually after what seemed like an age he knocked the door and I let him in, he was older than I expected, grey hair and beard but a decent build, probably about 50,well dressed too. He didn't say much just looked at me for a second then undid his trousers, stood in the middle of the room with his semi hard cock out he motioned for me to get on my knees, which I did, I quickly took his cock into my mouth, slowly sucking him, teasing his head and feeling him get stiffer in my mouth, he didn't make much sound just stood there and let me do my work, gently stroking my hair, eventually holding my head and started to push forward a bit, fucking my mouth. "you really not been fucked in months lad?" he asked, I nodded and replied "uh huh" (cock still in my mouth) then I stopped to suggest that he uses plenty of lube, he laughed and said not to worry about that, then he pulled be from my knees and told me to bend over the bed and spread my ass. I did as instructed and he dived in to lick my hole with his tongue, spitting onto my hole to get it nice and wet before roughly pushing a finger up inside me, i meanwhile was taking deep hits of poppers and releshing the feeling of my ass being invaded for the first time in ages, my guy worked a second finger up my hole and fingered me for a few minutes, commented on how tight I was and asked if I'm definitely going to let him breed me? I replied yes if course I am and with that he pulled his fingers out, I could hear him squirting lube onto his cock, then felt the coldness of him dripping some into my already horny hole, then for the first time in ages I felt that pressure as he lined guys cock head up with my hole, then he pushed in, gently, slowly, but pretty much the full length in one push, he held there for a while letting me get used to his length, then started to pull out, and push back in, slightly faster this time and gradually increasing until he was now fucking me with deep purposeful strokes, my ass was on fire as I held postition to let him use me, he was holding my hips and thrusting into me now with a little vigour, calling me a good little sub for taking his bareback cock so well, this continues for perhaps ten minutes when he tells me he's nearly finished, "tell me to cum in you!" he shouts as his thrusts become harder and harder. "fill my ass up, please use me and cum in me" I say. He moans his appreciation and with a final twitch I feel him erupt, I can't feel him actually Cumming, but my ass feels wet, warm and he's moaning loudly and shaking so I know he's definitely just emptied a big load up me, he eventually pulls out and gets dressed, asking me to stay in touch if I'm back in the area, then letting himself out. I put a finger in my ass and it's sticky and full of his jizz, I lay down and relax, having another drink and poppers, checking my phone I realised the first guy has been in touch, ten miss ago he messaged saying he was in the hotel bar, he's sent 3 messages, asking if I'm still meeting him? Am I ignoring him? By now in feeling a bit tipsy and so I reply saying actually no I just got fucked and the guy has literally left, he asks what guy but I refuse to disclose that info, all I say is he was older and he emptied his balls into my ass, no condoms, the first guy says he's really short on time now as I 'kept him waiting' but that he's still up for fucking me if I let him use condom, I was tempted to just block him but I'm the end I agree, give him my room number and get on all fours ready, I hear him push the door open and undress, keeping my face down in the pillow i hear him fumbling with a condom and quickly feel his (covered) cock slide into my slick hole, he's not as long as the first guy but definitely thicker and even after just being fucked I can feel him stretching me, he fucks be frantically for a minute or so then pulls out, I hear him messing about then he announces that the condom had snapped, I tell him I don't have a spare but I will suck him off and he says no, he does not want me to see his face, there's an awkward few seconds then without saying a word, he pushes back into my hole, he doesn't say anything but I can feel the torn condom wrapped round the base of his shaft, he's not covered anymore, he pounds and pounds for probably less than 5 minutes then tells me he's gonna cum and then he's getting dressed, and not to get up into he's closed the door, I agree and he immediately cums into my hole, grunting as he emptied his balls bareback into me, then without a word he pulls out, I hear him getting dressed and then he says bye and slams the door behind him. Looking forward to my next trip to Manchester, got a trip to Woking in may too so who knows what might happen down there!

Friday late night I am just about to go to bed when I get an email. Looking at it I realise it is a thread from a Craigslist Personal (RIP) I had posted from 2016. Looking back I kinda remembered the guy, an American who had been over here on business for a few weeks, he had rented an apartment not that far from me. I recollected that he liked to be rimmed and was quiet an agressive face fucker, I also remembered that we had come close to fucking. The top of the email was saying he would be in London this week and was this email still valid. I replied yes and confirmed that it was who I thought it was and yes I wanted to meet him. He has in the air flying into Heathrow and using the plane WiFi, so the emails were coming thick and fast. We arrange next night, I say I am on Prep, so is he and yes he wants to fuck, oh and he has started using a pump. Next evening I prepare and head over to his hotel, get there, door open and he is naked. Soon go down in him to find a very fat, well pumped cock. He face fucks me, sits on my face, plays with my hole and lubes me up and asks if I am ready. Flips me on my back and enters me. Christ he is a good fuck. Change possitions a few times, just starting to get a bit sore when he says he is going to cum and dumps his load in me. We chat for a bit. We both agreed that if we had met again 7 years ago, he would have fucked me and it would be raw. It was a great fuck, he got in deep, took about 15 hours before what was left of his nut came out. He is still here, hope to hear from him again, if not , he will be In touch, just hope it is before 2030.

HOT START!

Submissive, sleazy greedy BB and FF pig in Berlin in early May. Seeking tops and vers for play. Open minded, sleazy greedy and neg. All loads taken.

I’m negative. I’ve been negative for quite a long time. I’m also on Prep., and Prep has freed me up to fuck bareback with anyone I want.

Glory hikes are my absolute favorite way to have sex. At stand up slurp holes I always take my towel off and I’ll be sucking a cock while someone puts their cock inside me. Never fails. I luv to top or bottom at a gloryhole but usually bottom so I can get load after load. Bath houses at least here in Los Angeles seem to be disappearing faster after Covid. So sad.

Just left... my Sweet Latino Fuck Buddy. Damn, He's built, One of those Guys you see at the gym Who has muscle everywhere. It had been awhile, He got a second job so works more, He just got off work and wanted to breed before He had to go to His second job. Fucked me really hard, mauled my ass, spanked it, spat in my hole. Fuck, i love Him, i'm so fortunate to get repeatedly bred by Him... i'm definitely His addicted whore, i go through withdrawals when He doesn't dose me regularly. He's always more than perfect. i've got that wonderful almost came feeling, was so close coming hands free a couple of times. Almost like a 'ruined orgasm,' which i love when a Man gives me that, nothing makes me happier than a Mans Orgasm and Seed inside of me.... my own orgasms just disappoint me, i love that edgy feeling of contented hunger, it makes me continue to feel connected.

Awesome, buddy! More please!!!

PART 1 Anyone who has been to Man’s Country in Chicago knows the setting. It’s one of if not the last of the old bath houses. There have been some modest upgrades in recent years. What I’m telling about happened several years ago when the place was sleazy and full of men who barebacked. Not that it isn’t that way today; it’s just different now in some ways. At the time, I was early 40’s. Good looking to most but not deluded into thinking I was “special” by any means. I stand 5 feet 10 inches, weigh 185, blue eyes, shaved head, one tat and two piercings, moderately hairy, and a bottom as well as a wicked sub for those wanting such. I’m fastidious in cleaning. No surprises for any top and definitely nothing that will turn off one because of lack of taking the time to properly prepare myself. Although a towel is what most men wore, I preferred and still wear my biker boots, chaps, black jock, harness, and a smile. So, I got settled into my room and decided to make my first trip through to see who was there and to be seen. Before heading out, I slammed and let that settle in on me. Then, I did my booty bump with a rig that had the needle removed. I pushed it all the way in my ass as far as possible before plunging that booty bump mixture into my ass. What a feeling. My last prep for my walk was to lube up my ass good (just in case) with a nice mix of warm Elbo Grease and Crisco, pick up my poppers, and head out. (The warmth of the Elbo Grease combined with the booty bump made my ass super hot and horny.) My usual routine is to do a slow walk through all three floors and then do it again. Sometimes I went back by rooms for second looks at particular men of course. Sometimes I even stopped off in a room for some fun. This night though it’s back to my room where I lightly re-lubed my ass, left my door open all the way, and climbed up on the bed face down head away from the door. Let no man pass my room and have any doubt what I’m after. It doesn’t take long before I get men passing by more than once. Yes, the chaps and harness deter some. Those that are bold enough to come in the room get well received. It’s usually I sense someone first and then feel a cautious hand on my ass. I respond by crooking my leg or raising my hips slightly to make my ass hole more easily available. He continues on with exploring me by rubbing my ass and other places. I feel a finger sliding around finding some lube and finally a full investigation that leaves no doubt that my ass is fully lubed and ready for fucking. This is a full thrust in my hole with one or more fingers. These are the men I need. I spend my time mostly in my room getting fucked. This trip is just like all my trips there. One man after another comes in and each with his own style eventually finds his cock sliding into my ass where he pistons his cock in and out using the cum from previous men to lube his cock to fuck me. I take load after load of cum in my ass resting after each is delivered by lying on my stomach so that gravity will pull that load of cum deeper into my gut where it will be absorbed eventually. I’m an addict for cum. This night I had taken around 10 loads of cum. Not too shabby but not my best. I’ve got 2 hours left of my 8 hours. I thought I’d take one more walk through before settling in for the rest of my time. I did the first floor where my room was and went upstairs making two rounds before heading to The Pit (basement). That was where I walked past a room that had an occupant and what an occupant he was. I had seen him about most of the night, but he didn’t seem interested in me. I had seen him on my walks and from my room. Now, I was looking at him in his room. He was about my height, shaved head, towel draped discretely, sitting upright with his back against the wall, muscled but not overly so, legs stretched out and crossed at the ankles, clean shaven, light dimmed but providing very good lighting. And, what attracted me most was a very well put together black man. As I said, he had not indicated any interest when we met walking or when I was in my room. However, my passing his room and my looking in was rewarded with that nod of hello. I wasn’t sure I had seen correctly, so, I went around the hallways in The Pit and came back to his room slowing my pace. As I passed again, he nodded and put his right foot on the floor. I stopped and said hello. Of course, I went inside and was told to close the door which I did. He picked up his towel and laid it on the stand while lifting his leg back onto the bed and spreading his legs. I climbed onto the bed between his legs and immediately moved forward bending over so that I poised momentarily over his cock. Gently lifting it up I put the head of his black cock into my mouth as I settled down onto my stomach bending my legs upward so that we both could fit on the bed. I began nursing his black cock in my mouth moving my tongue from side to side on the bottom while alternately going all the way down the shaft until his pubes scratched my nose and pulling back off until only the head was safely held in my mouth. The taste was delicious. I continued to stimulate his cock in this manner and in no time his cock began responding by growing ever bigger in length and girth. It didn’t take him long to fill out completely. My guess is that I was in the presence of a black cock that would measure somewhere about 8 solid inches with a gentle curve downward making it easy to slide way back in my mouth. I could tell that if he ever fucked my mouth hard I’d get my tonsils punched quite hard. I should be so lucky. He let me suck his cock for a bit and then said he wanted to really have some room to use my mouth and began to lift me off his cock. He stood up beside the bed and told me to sit on the bed and lean back. From there, he stood on the bed straddling me and came at me with his now blood-engorged black cock. I opened my mouth and accepted him as best I could only this time I was able only to get my mouth open wide enough for his cock to fill my mouth completely. He began to gently fuck my mouth with full thrusts going deeper with each thrust. I knew he was an expert at mouth fucking and let him set the pace. I was hoping he was equally interested in doing the same to my ass. For now, though, he took great pleasure as did I in shoving his now fat black cock into and out of my mouth giving himself pleasure of a warm moist opening. Gag I did at that piece of meat and even lost the ability to breathe when he would shove his cock all the way in and hold it there. I never yanked my head away but he knew when he had to pull out. He was an expert. Usually, I suck cock for a quick shot in my mouth of cum but mostly suck just to get a cock hard so that I can get fucked. This black man was delicious, and I wanted as much of him in my mouth as I could get. He could fuck my mouth and I would suck his cock as long as he wanted and probably then some if he insisted. Still, I did keep thinking of getting that beautiful cock in my ass. When he had enough, he pulled his glistening black cock out of my mouth and stepped down off the bed. Up my legs went while being pulled forward to the edge of the bed. He knelt down on the floor pushing my legs to my chest and drove his tongue deep into my ass. I grabbed the back of my knees and pulled them to me so that he could use his hands to pull my cheeks as wide as possible. His tongue was as talented as his cock was in my mouth. He licked and probed my hole for what seemed like hours but I’m sure was only a matter of minutes. With my hole lubed with his spit, he finally pulled away and began probing my ass with his fingers. He would gently insert them bend the finger making a hook and withdraw it. It finally dawned on me he was cum hunting. He must have figured I had cum in my ass, and he was going to get some. He then stopped totally and said that his room was just too small for what he wanted to do to me. I invited him to my room which had a double bed. He told me to go ahead and he would be along shortly. Well, that tells me I’ve been dismissed. It was delicious while it lasted though limited fun as it was. END PART 1 PART 2 Back in my room, I again lightly re-lubed my ass massaging it in my hole remembering what it had just felt. I climbed on the bed after opening the door wide. Soon enough I feel a presence and then a hand exploring my ass. I spread my legs and a finger found its mark. I heard a deep husky voice ask if I wanted to be bred and I responded definitely. He closed the door and told me to suck him. I got off the bed and knelt on the floor as he hung his towel on a hook. His black cock was already semi hard as I lifted it with my hand and held it at my mouth. I gently licked the head and finally swallowed it whole. Immediately his cock swelled filling my mouth. He put his hands on either side of my head and began a gentle but steady pumping in and out. He was in no hurry and was enjoying himself as I heard him groaning slightly with almost each entry. He pulled his blood engorged cock out of my mouth and pulled me up, turned me around facing the bed, and told me to bend over the edge. I did as I was told. He was about 6’ 4”, thick bodied, hairy, and bearded. A very handsome man. I felt his rough girthy finger enter my hole where he began to pummel the inside and soon felt him scraping with his nail. I was going to get a very good breeding by this man. He continued scraping a few times more. He withdrew his finger, and I heard him spit. He pulled my cheeks open and told me to hold them. He then positioned the head of his cock at my hole and said, “Hope you really want this and are ready.” I never got to reply. He rammed his cock the full length into my ass causing me to release the hold on my cheeks and attempt to rise up off the bed. He was an expert and knew what he was doing as I’m sure he had done this many, many times before. As soon as he had impaled me onto the full length of his cock he leaned all the way forward on me wrapping one hand over my mouth which was now open ready to begin a howl of pain only to be muffled. What a stunning painfully pleasureable entry. His weight held me down on the bed and his hand kept my screams in my throat. Just as I thought the pain was going to pass, he began fucking my hole hard. It seemed like days before the pain subsided even with all the cocks I had had in me that night but in reality the pain lasted only a minute or two. His hand was released from my mouth; he rose up off me but put one hand on my back, and began pumping in and out of my hole with the entire length of his fat black cock. This man was going to tear my ass up good before he made his deposit breeding me fully. I knew that he was going to load me up with his infected DNA, and I loved the idea more and more with each full length shove he made into my ass. Soon, though, I began to push back onto his cock and clamping my ass muscles tight around his beautiful fat black cock when he would withdraw it from my gut. He moved his hand from my back. I pushed back as hard onto his cock as he was driving into my hole. We fucked hard for a good long time when I finally heard him beginning to growl and pick up the pace even more. I stopped pushing back onto his cock and braced myself while clamping down on his cock as hard as I could. He began telling me he was going to breed my ass real good and to poz me up with his poison load because he was seeing some blood on his cock. I clamped down determined to milk out of his black cock all of his contaminated DNA as possible. About a dozen more pumps and with the deepest growl yet, he shoved his cock as far into my ass as he could as he pulled my cheeks wide open. His cock spasmed in my hole filling me with his gooey white breeding liquid. When he finished, he pulled out slowly. He was sweating as was I. I swiftly knelt down taking his cock into my mouth to suckle it and lick it clean. He departed, and I wiped off my sweat, fanned myself with a towel to cool down, opened the door, and climbed back up on the bed to wait for the next man. I was still settling myself when I saw a shadow. I glanced over my shoulder at the door where another black man who was very thin and short standing. He said he had heard me while he was walking by. I had thought my previous encounter had been unnoticed. I was mistaken obviously. So, this new black guy asked if I liked getting fucked. I told him I did. He asked if he could fuck me. I told him sure. He came in and shut the door. He hung his towel up and climbed up on the bed kneeling between my legs. I got up on my knees and felt his left hand on my cheek as his cock poked around trying to line up with my hole. Finally positioned, he placed his right hand on my cheek and began a slow push forward into my hole. His cock was maybe 6 to 7 inches and stuck straight out from his body. His entry was totally different than the one previous. He did push himself all the way in me but it was done with great ease. I was savoring it nonetheless as I knew this black cock was going to deliver another load of cum in my hole. He was not going to dally, and I calculated must have been either a bottom or a top primed to fire. I say this as he didn’t fuck me very long before he was pounding my hole and shooting his load as he kept telling me to take it and he was giving it to me. He pumped my ass the entire time he was unloading. When he finished, he slowly withdrew and hopped down off the bed, draped his towel and was out the door before I could get to clean off his cock. Well, his choice of service. I settled back down onto the bed looking at the time. I had about 45 minutes left of my 8 hours. It had been an interesting night. Of course being the cum pig that I am, I was never satisfied. A cum pig always wants more cum. END PART 2

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.

"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

Just sitting in my car after a really hot Grindr meetup. He’s about the same age as me, tall, hot, and hung. We went straight to the bedroom and stripped down. I straddled him and started with kissing him for a bit, and grinding against him, then I moved on to sucking his cock. I slobbered all over him and devoured him as he got harder and harder, but I kept sucking, deep and wet and sloppy. Eventually I felt him reaching to pull me up and I came up his body and took his wet cock straight into my ass, holding him there balls deep and grinding. Pure fucking bliss. We kept going like that for a bit but then switched to missionary with my head hanging over the edge of the bed and my legs against his shoulders. And then he really fucked me. Not just hard, but fucking hot. I was begging him to fill me with his cum. “Give to me give it to me” … and he did. I tingled with excitement as he tensed up inside me and I knew he was shooting inside me. Mmmm so good.

It's not studied and therefore not recommended, but doctors can still prescribe it. You would have to convince one that you understand the official recommendations and you think you might still benefit, assuming the protection does not instantly vanish at age 45. It can also cost a lot. I'm not saying it's easy, but I've seen people's faces hacked apart due to oral cancer. And I don't understand how the medical establishment can be so hesitant to administer this vaccine in the face of an increasing incidence of such cancers and the well-known promiscuity of the average cocksucker. Certainly, all virgin faggots should be jabbed the moment they become known to a provider.

This story is for entertainment purposes. This fictitious story is derived from my imagination. All characters are of legal age and all acts are consensual. I just laid on the bed with what had just happened spinning in my mind. I had never done anything like this before, but it felt so natural and right. Than I began to think of what I had missed out on all these years. That’s when TJ told Cindy we should go to the shower and get cleaned up. She grabbed my hand and told me to come with here. She led me to the master bathroom. The walk in shower was huge. There was probably enough room for at least a half dozen people. She turned on the water and water shot out from the three sides and the top. We stepped in together and she started washing me. After I was clean, I returned the favor and washed her up good. Once we were clean, Cindy said we have one more thing to get cleaned. That’s when she pulled a tubular wand from its holder. She instructed me to lean forward with my hand’s against the shower wall. That’s when she inserted the tip of the wand into my ass and flooded my intestines with water. She told me to hold it all in and go sit on the toilet and empty myself. I had never had an enema before. Before today, the only thing I dad ever had in my ass was a tongue. I did as instructed and returned to the shower. I rinsed off and she made me do it again. She said I had to keep going until what I expelled twice was completely clear. I got in for a final rinse off after the second clear enema. Cindy said I should do it one more time, just to be sure, so I did. She told me since it was clean, I didn’t need to get out of the shower this time to empty myself. She had me stay leaning against the wall after she removed the wand. Than she said she was ready. I felt her hands on my legs behind my knees. I looked back and Cindy was on her knees with her head directly behind my ass with her mouth open wide. As I started pushing the water out, I covered her head with the water. Some of it went into her mouth. I found that so fucking hot. After I finished, I rinsed off. Than she had me get out and get dried off while she cleaned herself out. I went into the bedroom to find TJ playing with himself. When he saw me, he told me to get into bed and give him a hand. I got next to him and started playing with his huge cock. He told me I felt good than he grabbed my head and brought my head to his dick. He asked me to open my mouth wide than he put the tip of his cock in my mouth. I had never sucked a cock before and he barely fit. He slowly started humping my head while he held my head still. He was slowly get a little more in me. After some time he was filling my mouth with his monster cock. Although I only got part of him inside me, he told me I felt great and I was doing a great job. Cindy eventually came out of the bathroom and stood there watching us. Than she got on the bed and started sucking on my cock. We continue this for a while. Cindy finally got up and told me she would show me how it’s done. She laid on her back with her head off the end of the bed. TJ got up and stood over her. He gently pushed his cock into her mouth. I could see her throat bulge as he slid deeper into her throat. He managed to get most of his cock inside her. He fucked her throat a few more times than he told me to try. I laid on the bed like she did. As he pushed deeper into my mouth, I started to gag. He said I did a good job for being my first time. Than he had Cindy kneel on the end. He applied some lube to his fingers and greased the inside of her ass. Than he coated his dick with the lube and entered her. He went slow but managed to make his cock disappear inside her ass quickly. He gave her ass some time to adjust, than he started fucking her. He would almost pull completely out than thrust back in her all the way. After several thrusts, he pulled out of her and told me it was my turn. I was scared as hell, but I got into position and he inserted his lubed finger. After I relaxed a bit, he added a second finger. The pain was tremendous, but I wanted to please my friends. Cindy grabbed a bottle from the night stand and took the top off. She placed it under my nose and told me to inhale deeply through my nose. I did and a rush of heat flashed through my body. Than I felt TJ’s cock open up my ass. I can’t lie, it hurt like hell but Cindy kept the bottle under my nose the entire time. I inhaled every time the pain got too intense. The bottle definitely helped. I felt my ass adjusting to the massive pressure of his huge cock. Than TJ told me he was completely inside me. He didn’t move for a while. I don’t know what came over me, but I blurted out “fuck me like a bitch TJ.” Than he slowly started pumping his meat in and out of my virgin ass. It was such a strange sensation. Definitely a mixture of pleasure and pain. I would inhale through my nose when the pain overcame the pleasure. Than TJ handed Cindy his phone. She showed me the screen and it was a short clip of his entire dick sliding in and out of my ass. I was so turned on. My cock was hard and dripping . Cindy kept reaching between my legs and catching my cum with her finger and than she ate my cum. TJ said he was getting close and he grabbed my hips and frantically started pounding my ass. I felt his cock get thicker and than it felt his massive warm load flood my intestines. He unloaded deep inside of me and I felt so special. When TJ finally pulled himself out of my stretched hole, I heard his camera take a photo. He showed me the photo of my ass. It was just a big gapping hole with a little cum dripping out. Cindy quickly placed his cock in her mouth to suck what cum she could off it and sucking to get the last drop of his sperm from his piss hole. She was definitely an amazing nympho! To be continued….

Anyone in Houston, looking?

Chapter 17: Becoming Like Sir I was actually quite eager to breed my Sir. Although I had never topped before, I felt i had learned enough from Sir. Sir got into the sling, and i spit on his hole. Sir told him to take it slow and steady as it was likely I'd cum quickly having my cock up someone's ass for the first time. And Sir was right. In a little over 5 minutes, I thrust myb cock in Sir, and flooded his hole deeply. Sir was mostly a top, but loved that I filled his hole with my hot cum. It was a quick load, and although i shot it deep inside Sir, my seed was dripping from Sirs ass. I licked any cum that escaped, and Sir told me to grab a plug and plug him. I asked Sir to make love to me, and Sir said he would later. He suggested we get in bed together, and see if I had anyone cruise me on BBRTS. We opened up the ap and 7 guys viewed my profile. Two of them sent me a message that they would love to hook up, and particularly with his Sir there. Sir told me to check out other profiles while he checked the 2 profiles out. Sir liked their profiles, which met his requirements of the party ad, which his boy didn't know he placed. After Sir cruised the two profiles, he kissed his boy, and asked him if i was ready for some fun with a third, and added that it would be pure raw sex, and not making love. I said that although I enjoyed making love, I knew in my heart that i would also enjoy pure raw sex, and was up for it. Sir then introduced me to the party ad section to show me the ad he had posted. I was somewhat shocked, but told Sir that I was excited about it. My cock was now as hard as a rock, as was Sirs. Sir suggested we take a shower and deep clean for our first group experience. Sir said he would invite the two, who had both responded to his party ad. I then asked Sir if we could limit the party to one at a time. Sir said that was a good idea as to not overwhelm me the first time. Sir indicated he would suggest that to the two invitees. Sir told me he was so proud of me so far, and although he was eventually going to introduce me to pure M2M sex, he decided I was ready for it now. I agreed. I then thanked Sir once again for helping me discover my gay side. Sir asked if my friend had discovered his gay side yet, and I said I believe he had. Sir suggested that I should find out for sure, and if I enjoyed the 3 way experience perhaps we could have one with him. Sir cautioned me not to mention this to my friend though. Next Chapter: Let's Get the Party Started

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Diapers 24/7: comfy and even handy when you're a bottom! :) Handy to wear a buttplug, being lubed in advance and after being well fucked and the day after to protect you from little accidents... Also sleeping every night in a diaper I had frequently that my top simply in the morning pulled down the back of my diaper and fucked me right away with his morningboner. Then simply pulled my diaper up again and I could prepare the breakfest for both of us without having to clean up. Then while being busy in the kitchen or while eating breakfast feeling his cum leaking in my diaper and smelling it makes me also very horny and wanting more! Safe and easy, I love it!

I drink my own piss and cum all the time. I too don't like it to be wasted, and as a total bottom who pretty much never puts his dick into another guy, I nearly always cum in my hand and lick it up and swallow it, but sometime when I jerk off, I will pee into a glass, and then cum into it, and just drink the cocktail. And of course if I see cum leaking out of a guy's asshole, I have to lick it off. Must not waste it. And I've always loved the taste of sperm and piss. And I admit, the visual of the guy's cock in my mouth or ass. And the feeling of that cock in my mouth or ass. Both very important.

re: Commando in 501's One obvious and potentially important note: When the situation arises wherein Breeding in silence might be important, you can yank down the buttons in total silence. Yes, you can also slooowwlly ease down a zipper in silence, but the effect of a quick yank and presto - there's your hard Cock ready to Breed is hot - especially when you're ripping off a quickie on the sly.

tested back in march this yr and poz . going to sex partys in the city and some one got me good

Part Four We settled in and smoked it up. I kept watching Sammy carefully, after a a couple of minutes I could see the goofy grin on his face. I put my joint down and moved over to the couch he was on, “You ok?” He looked at me with unfocused eyes and nodded. I took the joint from his hand and put it down, “It's hot in here isn't it?” “Yeah kinda...” he slurred. “Let's get this shirt off them.” He sat there as I took his shirt off and tossed it to the floor. God there was that chest again. This boy had no idea how hot he was. I reached down and tweaked one of his nipples and he instantly responded. “Yeah you like that don't you Sammy?” He nodded and I leaned in to nibble at the other one. “Oh fuck...” he moaned as I alternated between the two of them, driving the kid nuts. When I stopped his face was flushed and he stared at me with naked lust. I leaned in and kissed him hard and was instantly met with his tongue. He was into this, big time. I moved to his neck and he just threw his head back, giving me full access. He was grinding under me as I assaulted him with my mouth in every possible. After he was worked up I moved back “Take off your shorts.” It was important that he did this himself. He was here voluntary but I needed him to fully commit to this. I need him to do this of his own free will, so next time we didn't need the pretense of the joint. His hands fumbled at his waist for a few seconds and then he pulled them down, boxers and all in one go. His cock was already hard, jutting out looking like a fucking baseball bat. “Jesus fuck,” Josh exclaimed, “That's massive.” “Yeah, all the Parkers have a big dick, don't they Sammy?” He nodded with a smile, “We are blessed...” “How big are your brothers?” Josh asked with a hunger. “John is way bigger...” he said with a dreamy tone in his voice, “Eli isn't as big as me,” and he covered his mouth as he laughed. “Move,” Josh said dropping to his knees as he began to worship Sammy's monster cock. “Oh fuck yeah...” Sammy exclaimed, grabbing the sides of Josh's head, guiding him down. I heard Josh gag a little and the grin on Sammy's face told me he was used to that. I shucked my sweats off and climbed on tot he couch. My dick was now eye level with Sammy and he looked over at it blankly. “Open up.” He didn't move and I grabbed his head and moved it towards his face, “Suck my fucking cock.” My cockhead pressed against his lips and for a few seconds nothing happened. And then I felt his tongue swirl around the head and finally I entered his mouth. It wasn't anything great, it was obvious the boy had never had a dick in his mouth before. “Cover your teeth,” I demanded, smacking the top of his head, “Use your tongue more.” With every order he responded until our little high school jock was sucking dick like a pro. I guided his head like he had done to Josh and I could tell he was getting into it by the way his tongue kept doing laps around my shaft. Josh on the other hand was in hog heaven with the kid's fuckpole. He held the bottom with one hand and licked the top half like an ice cream cone. “Josh, start rimming him,” I said. Josh looked up at me and his pupils were huge, he was way into this kid's cock for sure. “Start prepping him.” John nodded and raised Sammy's leg up a little to get access to his ass. As soon as Josh penetrated him I could tell from the was Sammy moaned around my cock. I stood over Sammy's chest, my cock still in his mouth. His head was all the way back as he choked on my cock as he was getting rimmed. There was something primal about two college guys just using this high school jock for our own pleasure. On the surface Sammy looked like the perfect all American boy, but here he was with a cock in his mouth and a tongue up his ass. It was more than just debasing the kid, it was like I was fucking the entire neighborhood at once. “Relax your throat,” I told him as I stopped pistoning and slowly pressed my cock down his throat. He began to gag and I said, “Breathe through your nose, just relax your throat like you're going to swallow.” He stopped struggling and I could feel my head touch the back of his throat. Slowly I shoved my cock down, feeling this baseball boy deep throat his first cock. I pulled it back and could see the tears in his eyes from effort and I smiled, “Good boy, so good.” I cupped his face and leaned down to kiss him, which he responded to instantly. We made out for a good while as Josh kept loosening his ass up for the main attraction. I pulled back and looked at him, “You ready to get fucked?” His looked half eager and half terrified but he nodded slowly. I climbed down off the couch and tapped Josh on the head, “We're ready.” He came up for air, huge smile on his face, “This kid is fucking hot!” “Tell me about it,” I pulled Sammy to his feet and then took his place on the couch. “Come on champ, you know what you want.” Sammy moved to sit on me, expecting me to do the work. “Grab my cock, line it up.” I ordered, again making this his decision, not mine. I felt his hand grab my dick and then move it into place. I felt that tight, little hole and looked him dead in the eyes. “You know what you want.” Slowly he began to lower himself onto my cock, his eyes closing and a small whimper escaping his mouth. Inch by inch my cock sank into him, all of it done by him as I didn't move a muscle. Finally I felt his ass settle on my lap which meant he took my whole cock willingly. “Good boy,” I said kindly, stroking his hair, “You ok?” He nodded, and I kissed him again. Like any puppy it was important to give positive reinforcement for good behavior. He kissed me back and I could feel his ass squirm against me. “You ready?” He nodded. “Go for it.” He pulled himself up and I felt my dick move in that impossibly tight ass. As he slid back down he let out a hearty moan and threw his head back in delight. Again he lifted himself and then slammed down harder. By the fifth he was really going for it. On the sixth I pushed my hips up when he came down. The effect was instant as he let out a loud, “Fuck!!” and his cock let out a hefty spurt of precum. I grabbed his waist and started moving this kid around like a fucking sock puppet on my dick. He was wild, head thrashing from side to side as he called out, begging me to fuck him harder. This kid may have been straight last week but since then he had discovered he had a hungry pussy that needed to be fed all of that didn't matter anymore. Josh had his phone out and was capturing the moment in all it's glory I smiled and gave a thumbs up to the camera and Josh panned around to show Sammy's face. “You like that Sammy? You like getting fucked?” “Oh yeah, oh yeah....harder....fuck me harder....: he panted. Josh gave a thumbs up saying he had caught it and I knew Sammy was ours for life now. “You like that cock?” I asked and Sammy nodded, sweat flying off his matted hair. “You like getting fucked don't you kiddo?” “Yeah....love it....harder...more....” I looked over his shoulder to Josh, “You heard the boy, he wants more.” It took Josh a moment to figure it out and once he did the gin on his face was pure evil. “Hand me his joint,” I asked. I took the joint as Josh lit it and put it in Sammy's mouth, “Big drag buddy, come on, hit it like a real man.” Sammy took a four second drag and then swallowed it, coughing a few times after. The effect was instantaneous, he let out a strained, “Whoa...” and he became wobbly on top of me. I handed the joint back to Josh and gestured for him to get behind Sammy. “Ok, you good? You like that?” He nodded blankly, his eyes focused on nothing. “Do it man,” I said to Josh. I felt Josh's cock press next to mine and then slowly push into our little baseball boy. “Wha...” Sammy exclaimed slurring his words, “Wha you guys....nooooooo!” Josh cock pushed into the already tight hole and Sammy didn't know how to process it. “Wai...wait....” he panted, “No not...oh fuck...not this....” Josh's cock next to mine felt incredible as he pushed all the way into Sammy. We both stayed still as the jock's ass fluttered around our cocks, trying desperately to adjust. “Come on Sammy...” I said cooing, “You wanted more.” I pulled him up and he let out a plaintive moan all the way, “No....tooo much....: I let him go and he slowly slid down our cocks, “Fffuuucccckkk.....” he hissed as he bottomed out again. I raised him a few inches and let him go again and the noises began to change. “Yeah, see....you know what you need,” I said pulling him up again, “You need your pussy filled.” This time I slammed down and his eyes flew open as he tried to steady himself on my shoulder, “FUCK!” he screamed, “Oh fuck, oh fuck...” he exclaimed as I began to bounce him up and down a few inches faster. Josh was nibbling on the back of his neck as he both fucked him, trying to overwhelm the boy with as much pleasure as we could. I kept pulling him up farther each time until he was moving up and down nearly the entire length of our dicks. “Oh yeah...yeah....oh god...” he huffed, giving up the fight, his head slumping down onto mine. Now we really went at it. We both forced our way up into him as hard we he could and each time he would whimper and moan as he took it. His ass was adjusting to the girth and the pain must have lessened be cause I could feel Sammy pushing back slightly after about two minutes. “Oh you like that Sammy?” He didn't answer or raise his head, but he was pushing back all the same. “Yeah Sammy likes his pussy smashed doesn't he?” As I talked to him his pushes became harder. “Come on Sammy, tell me you want more...beg for me.” He didn't say anything so I stopped moving him. “Forget it Josh, he doesn't want it.” Josh began to pull out and Sammy's head came flying up, “No! NO I like it...please...” He was pushing back, trying to push Josh's cock back into him. Josh responded by slamming into him and Sammy let out a low growl. “You want us to fuck your pussy?” “Yeah...fuck me...fuck me...” he begged. “Fuck your pussy?” He hesitated. “I ain't a fag Sammy, I only fuck pussy....don't you have a pussy?” He looked confused and I looked at Josh, “Fuck it, let's roll.” Josh pulled out again and Sammy started to panic. “Yes, I have a pussy! Fuck my pussy...hard....come on please....fuck me!!” I smiled and said, “Good boy, “ and kissed him again as Josh thrust into him. Now Sammy was riding our cocks willingly, his hands on my shoulders and using his strength to pull himself up and then meeting our hips as he trust into him. Watching the muscles in his torso work as he desperately fucked himself was so fucking erotic. “Yeah Sammy likes this...” I said taking a hole of that monster between his legs, “Why did god give you such a big dick...” I pulled him down hard making his scream, “When you have such a fuckable pussy!” “Fuck my pussy...harder...yeah harder...faster...” he demanded as I stroked his cock. “What would your brothers do if they caught you riding our cocks Sammy?” He let out a moan and I could feel his cock throb in my hand from the thought. “You think your brothers have hungry pussys too? You think the Parker brothers want to get fucked?” He didn't say anything but his moves became more frantic as he got off on the image. “You wanna see us fuck your brothers Sammy? You want that?” He looked up with a hunger in his eyes and said, “Yeah...fuck them...fuck them hard....” I felt his cock jerk and knew he was about to blow. “You wanna fuck your brothers Sammy?” He let out a “FUCK!!” that must have been heard across the neighborhood as he unloaded on my chest. Wave after wave of cum exploded out of his monster dick, his ass clenching bring me and Josh to the edge. “I'm gonna cum,” Josh said panting. “ME too.....so close...” We began fucking him harder and Sammy squealed like a pig as he assaulted his already sensitive prostate. “Yeah gonna fuck your brother Sammy....gonna slam them hard....” He was just speaking gibberish now as his cock kept trying to shoot. “Fucking breed this kid,” I roared as I let loose into his guts. Josh was right behind me and we filled this little high school jock with enough cum to impregnate a dozen girls. We both stayed still as we shot load after load into him, the whole time Sammy begging for something... Josh let out a sigh and pulled out of the now wrecked ass. Sammy was on my chest, like a tired puppy from a long day of play. “You like that Sammy?” I asked him, pulling his face up for a kiss. He gave me a smile and then kissed me passionately. Yeah, this was going to be fun.

The initiators I returned a good month after my first initiation. There was only two of us left. The other guy introduced himself as Ray. We had undergone further testing upstairs and now were waiting the arrival of the owner of the fuck club to inform us what further was required before we could become fully fledged members. He entered as before dressed in leathers but without the batons. Ray ill-advisedly interrupted him by expressing concern of how ill he had been over the last couple of weeks. Maybe the lack of batons encouraged him to speak up? “Don't be so negative”, he replied, we've got the results of the tests, they are all excellent, otherwise we wouldn't invite you to take part in this the second and last part of your introduction to our exclusive club. The tests are all very positive, you have nothing to worry about.” “Let me be frank with you. I didn't reveal to you the entirety of the second rule of the club. For these next two weeks, it doesn't matter whether you are largely or a complete bottom, you are going to do nothing but top the new initiates. I want you to act in the same way as those who initiated you into our club. Succeed in this and you will be formally welcomed into the club.” The owner proceeded to show us to our cells so we could begin our roles as initiators. We were shown how the lighting system worked and the summons button to inform staff we were ready or finished with our initiate. We were warned not to fraternise with the members who were attending and on no account to do anything other than breed the new entrants. I was given the same cell to use as the one Adam had violated me for two weeks. “I've got a treat in store for you. The first person you are going to initiate is a bareback virgin. Have fun! Remember have no mercy on him, do not use lube or any other kind of lubricant or poppers to facilitate his inauguration. He must feel it raw! And of course never forget to say to them when you have come 'Welcome to the club!'” I stripped naked, prepared the lights and heard the buzz of excitement from the onlookers, more than when I'd been initiated, I think the word had got out about this newbie. I then pushed the bell to summon this initiate into my cell. Quite a young man was brought in by two of the leather-clad heavies. They chained his wrists to the manacles and positioned him so that I would have easy access to him. Then it was all over to me, my first time as initiator. I forced my semi-erect penis into his mouth and ordered him to suck it hard, He duly obliged. When I was rock hard I went over to his exposed hole and pushed my erect dick straight up his unprotected hole. He screamed in agony as I pushed my cock into him, begging me to stop. But I had my orders and pushed all my cock firmly into his arse. He screamed and writhed as I plunged into him, he was clearly in a lot of pain. I then realised that I was starting to get lubrication in my strokes because he was obviously bleeding from my onslaught. He continued to yell in pain as I thrust in and out, but I remorselessly continued to take him. The effect of fucking a bareback virgin and the feelings from doing this for the first time became too much for me and my cock started to pulse as I pumped loads of sperm inside his virgin hole. As I withdrew saying “Welcome to the club!”, I noticed the somewhat initially dry conditions had had an impact on my own cock, the area around the foreskin had torn, I too was bleeding after this first fuck. I turned on the lights to reveal the hungry hordes ready to take their turns in filling him with further loads and I signified that I'd finished my task for that evening with a push of the summons bell that brought his heavies to escort me back to the owner. He seemed very pleased with my first shot at being an initiator and wandered if I continued this well whether I would end up one of his favoured initiators. I continued my assault on his man pussy night after night for the first week before Ray and I had to swap partners for the second week of my stint as initiator. I thought I'd have the same success with this other guy, much older than the other. But he wasn't as sensitive as the first guy and didn't respond to my forceful thrusts. Indeed he started to mock me for my efforts, this really put me off my stride. In the end I found myself going limp and failing to seed him as I should. I knew I was in trouble. Two heavies practically dragged me into the office. “And to think I thought you could be one of the best! You are pathetic! I'm giving you an ultimatum if you can't convince me this evening that you're up to it, you're out! You may use any of the implements on the table to facilitate you fucking me hard and if I don't feel you're doing so to the level we expect at the fuck club then you're out tonight! Now I going to have you thrashed as punishment for your failure!” The two heavies got out their cat-o-nine tails from the table. I gazed upon it, seeing what seemed to be an array of horrendous medieval torture implements: chains, paddles, whips, and an assortment of dildos with knobs and metal studs. All inspired fear rather than pleasure in me, I felt my future membership with the fuck club was about to be terminated. It was then I saw the opportunity to turn my fate around as I spotted something on the chair next to this array of vicious looking items. I saw an opportunity to take revenge on the owner who had cruelly treated me on my first meeting with him. I shouted out in the most authoritarian voice I could muster to the two heavies “Stop! Put down your whips, I'm the initiator here, you are to follow my instructions, not his. I'm to fuck him raw, he's to do exactly what I tell him and you are going to help me achieve this.” “First, you are to tie his wrists and ankles to the manacles and then chain his collar up too!” They did so. “Now you are to thrash him until he stops speaking unless instructed to do so by me.” They both violently swatted his arse with their whips. He managed to avoid crying out with pain. Whilst they did so I grabbed the item on the chair that had inspired my renewed confidence. It was his baton he had used on me that first day of my initiation. As they ceased his flogging, I took over. I took his baton and swung it between his wide open legs giving him the same treatment I'd received. His cock and balls would hurt for some time to come. Now for the moment that I believed would secure my future in the club. The baton was about three feet long and tapered at one end. I took this baton and inserted the tapered end right up his arse, then I pushed and pushed and pushed it inside him. Not just 5-6 inches, but as far as I could manage until at least a foot of baton was firmly rammed up. Then I firmly pushed this baton in and out of his hole, ravishing him with the cruel instrument of torture he used on us before. He was going to suffer as we had and this was going to make him admit to my continued membership of the club! I was impressed by how little he complained or cried out, but I could see the tears welling in his eyes that it was having the effect on him I'd hoped for. My cock had grown fully erect and I thrust my swollen member into his now raw hole. I pushed in hard to maintain the pressure on his violated arse. Again and again I forced my cock right up him. I noticed he was flinching with pain from these thrusts. This became too much for me and I felt my balls pulse as wave after wave of jizz spunked inside his wrecked hole. “I knew you had it in you!” he finally spoke. “Do the same with the other novice tomorrow and for the rest of this week and you're in. Maybe if you continue in this vain, I might be able to convince you to become one of our regular initiators?” The next evening I took charge in my cell. I got the heavies to chain the guy up properly and let him gaze upon the tray of frightening implements. I then said to him “You are never to mock me again! By the end of this initiation you are going to scream more loudly than you heard from the other novice last week. First you are going to be thrashed for your insolence yesterday!” I took one of the paddles and struck him repeatedly until red weals showed up on his bum. Then I took the same baton as I'd used yesterday on the boss to inflict similar damage on this reprobate novice. This time, however, I didn't stop with just one foot of baton inside him, but persisted in ramming it as hard as I could until almost half the baton was inside. He screamed in agony at this point. I had succeeded in my aim. I ordered him to suck me hard and then I proceeded to fuck him up his painfully stretched arse. With every stroke I could see him agonize over my thrusting. I just continued ramming myself harder and harder into him until the first stirrings of ejaculation into his sorely violated guts. I pulled out towards the end to spray my last jets of spunk over his badly thrashed buttocks! This continued for the rest of the week until he. like I had been a month before, was in a state of exhausted weakness, feeling somewhat unwell. I felt confident my time as an initiator would confirm my place in the fuck club. Indeed that last evening Ray and I were invited into the office. “Well done!”, he said, “You have both done well and have succeeded in your passing your initiation. You are now able to attend the club any night of the week without further restrictions. The first two weeks of the month are for members only, the last half of the month are for initiating new recruits. You are welcome to attend these sessions, but again there are no further requirements for you to do so.” “But you said there were three rules to the fuck club and we've only been told two of them.” He clearly still remembered his beating when he made an incorrect statement about the third rule previously. “Right, you are!” said the club owner. The third rule is this: “Only people who are HIV negative are allowed to apply to become initiates to the club. That's why everyone is tested before they can be admitted. “That's sensible!” Ray replied. “But everyone who becomes a full member of the club is able to freely bareback one another because they must all be HIV positive. Welcome to the club!”