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My name is Mark. I’ve been taking classes in the city for a while. At 23 years old I haven’t had much socializing what with focusing on my studies. I check the gay apps, Grindr, Growlr, Recon, all the fun stuff. I mostly window shop. I rarely hookup. There are a few bars near by that I occasionally go by for a drink. But it’s been a while since I’ve had any real sex. I play safe with rubbers like a responsible young guy, but I’ve never needed to go on prep since my sex life is very sparse. I live in a small two bedroom apartment with a roommate. An older guy, Vince. Vince is an odd one. He’s always horny and hooking up. Guys come and go from our place like a fast food restaurant. I don’t mind it though. He pays for more then his fair share of the rent so it’s a good deal for me since city living is harsh enough as is. He’s expressed interest in me too but I always turn him down. He isn’t my type and his “interests” don’t really aline with mine much. The thing is. He’s poz. And I don’t care if a guy is poz undetectable but Vince either vary rarely takes meds or not at all. His poz status is actually full blown AIDS. Very thin and gaunt, bald, in his 70s. But he still gets around no problem with youthful vigor. He’s what they call a ‘gifter’. Someone who’s kink it is to spread the bug to neg guys. He’s told me before and has charged up a lot of guys in his room or in the living room, or any other room in the place. He likes to brag to me about it, and has jokingly talked about pozzing me too but I brush it off as him being weird. Sometimes I’ll find him fucking someone right in the open as I get home and he’ll casually say hi to me. But like I said, I don’t mind it. That’s his prerogative and we keep things civil between us. I definitely could be stuck with worse roommates. Probably the only complaint I do have is his constant masterbating in every room of the flat. He’ll jack off 2 or 3 times a day and he’ll let his cum splatter anywhere. The stuff is usually really thick and voluminous. Sometimes he cleans it up, other times I end up cleaning it up. Especially after stepping in it. Even if we’re watching tv sitting next to each other, if he has the urge, he’ll whip it out and start stroking. It’s obnoxious but I accept it. Oh and if he wasn’t poz and my type, I’d still be very hesitant to mess around with him. It’s his dick. He has a 14 inch cock. Well 36 cm. So a little more then 14. Not very thick but that only emphasizes it’s length. Which explains why so many guys want to give it a try. It’s a monster of a thing and there’s no way I could possibly take that beast. I have trouble with guys who were 7 inches. So Vince’s flag pole would probably impale me before it went balls deep. The thought makes me wince. One day in the morning I went to the kitchen to get some coffee. Vince was there, he had already made a pot. I could smell the fresh brew and went to the cabinet to grab a mug and sure enough *squish* I stepped in a thick pile of cum on the kitchen floor. It squished between my toes. It was thick like slimy tapioca pudding and warm, it had an off white yellowish color to it. “Morning Mark. Sleep well?” He asked me. “Ugh, Vince you got cum on the floor again.” I was leaning against the counter wiping the stuff off my foot with a paper towel. “Oops, guess I forgot that one. I was horny. Ya know I could lick it clean off ya if ya like. I’d be happy to suck your toes.” “No thanks. I got it.” He was a kinky one too. He’d usually offer to do something like that to me. But I had no interest and would casually turn him down. “Thanks for making coffee at least.” I prepared my cup. Vince came up behind me and passed me the cream. When he did his hard on slipped up my leg and went under my boxers, resting on my crack. He likes to find whatever excuse he can to touch my with his cock. It’s usually just a brief jab or slap. I try to ignore it. “Want some cream young man?” “Yeah thanks Vince.” Vince then thrusted forward and his cock head went between my cheeks and hit my hole hard. “Ouch Vince what’s that for?” “You said you wanted me cream. I’m just obliging you.” He kept the pressure up, his cock head pressing firmly against my asshole. He gave another sharp jab and his head started to party my sphincter. “Ouch! Come on man, you know that’s not what I meant.” “Oh well, can’t blame a guy for trying.” Vince pulled his cock away. A trail of pre with it. Great now I have a greased up ass. I fixed my coffee and sat at the table. My ass hurting a bit. I was going through some of my school papers. Vince was next to me with a hand on my shoulder. His other hand stroking his monster cock. It was darker then the rest of his body and very veiny, like a throbbing spiderweb all up and down his shaft. His balls were equally impressive. Low hanging and large like two plums dangling. That explains how he can cum so much. He was shameless and insatiable. “So when are you gonna let me have a go at that unused ass of yours?” “Not today.” I was more focused on my papers then what he was doing. “One of these days I’ll dump a load up in you.” I rolled my eyes at that. “You’re welcome to try.” I say sarcastically. “He he, we’ll see neg boy.” His stroking got faster and he was grunting in my ear. He was about to reach climax. “Can you aim that in a towel or something?” I turned toward him but that’s when he started to cum. “Aaagh! Fuck!” Thick globby ribbons of cum shot out at me. It got on my chin and my chest. Getting all over my tank top. He held my shoulder in place and unloaded all over me. There was so damn much of it and it smelled gross. “Oh jeeze Vince!” I got up covered in his toxic sludge. “It’s your fault for being so cute. Who doesn’t like a cum bath?” “Very funny.” I wandered to the bathroom trying not to let the stuff drip on to the floor. I was going to shower anyway but this was definitely an incentive. I looked at myself in the mirror. My chin and neck had a lot of it and it slowly ran down my chest. I scooped up some of the stuff and looked at it in my hand. ‘How can he cum so much all the time?’ I was a little envious of his virility. For a moment I thought about what it would taste like and brought it up to my mouth, but it’s smell was rancid and I seriously doubt I could handle swallowing any of it. I took off my tank and boxers and showered up. The last of the whitish yellow paste sinking it’s way down the drain. I hoped that stuff wouldn’t clog the pipes. When I got out of the bathroom with a towel around my waist, Vince was sitting on the couch, his feet up on the coffee table and his semi hard dick resting on his stomach. I walked past him to get to my room and change but he grabbed my arm. “Come sit and relax. I brought your mug here.” My coffee mug was between his feet. His toes rubbing against the rim. “I gotta get dressed.” He grabbed my towel and ripped it off. “You can get dressed later, I could use some eye candy. How’s your ass by the way? Hope my thing here didn’t hurt you too bad.” “It’s fine Vince. You didn’t penetrate despite your goofing around.” “Come let me see.” Vince pulled me in front of him and spun me around. Ass facing toward him. “Come on dude. Haven’t you messed with me enough this morning?” He spread my ass revealing my hole. “My that’s a beautiful ass. Milky white with a subtle shade of rosey pink on your pucker.” Then I felt a finger on my hole. He was rubbing it around. “What are-“ “Shush, I’m just inspecting you. Gotta admit it’s getting me hard again.” Vince was usually handsy and forward but this was especially blunt for him. He was definitely up to something. Then he stood up still spreading my ass. “I can inspect you better with this.” That’s when he stuck his cock at my puckering hole. Rubbing his tip at it. He then repositioned his hands holding my hips pulling me towards him. “Oh ha ha. Sure, next thing you’ll want to do an internal inspection. Shove it in me why don’t you?” I mock with sarcasm and snark. “Wouldn’t that be fun? But I teased you enough. Go on go get dressed.” As he said that he squatted back down to sit on the couch his hands still on my hips. The movement threw me off balance and I ended up slipping. I threw my hands back to catch myself on the couch but my ass already went down into Vinces lap. As I went down my ass ended up slamming on Vinces cock, and it forcefully plunged up into my ass. My hands caught part of my fall which stopped me from getting fully skewered on it, but quite a bit of it already went up inside me. “Aaah! Fuck fuck! Shit! That fucking hurts!” The pain of the intrusion made my body lock up. I couldn’t move. “Oooh! Oh my… It’s in you Mark. I wasn’t planning on fucking an ass this early in the morning but this is quite a pleasant surprise. Your insides are so tight and hot. Looks like you got the first 5 inches in there. About 9 more inches left to go. “Fuck Vince! We can’t do this! And you’re way too damn big. Ah it hurts.” “Then maybe we should exercise those guts of yours.“ Vince then started to move his hips up and down, he was starting to fuck me as I was squatting over it. “There we go let’s get a couple more inches in you.” “Ah! No Vince. I need to get it out.“ I started to move my ass up inching his cock out of me. But then Vince put his hands on my thighs and was pulling me back down. “Just for a little bit Mark. You feel so good, just let me blow off one load in you.“ “Come on Vince! Please there’s no way I could handle you, plus you’re poz!“ “Oh fine.“ Vince let go of my thighs and stopped his thrusting. I slowly raised my ass up and got him out of me. “Perhaps I should inspect your ass again? Make sure I didn’t do any damage inside you?“ “Oh you did plenty of ‘inspecting’ as is. I’m getting dressed.“ I sorely hobbled to my room, my ass on fire from Vince’s monster cock. I only had less than half of it’s length in me but just that much was torturous enough as it was. He would normally pull pranks every now and again, but this went way too far. It was the first time I had a cock in me in years. Sitting on a long 14 incher is definitely not some thing you should do when you’ve been out of practice, especially a 14 inch poz cock. When I was in my room I rubbed some ointment on my ass to make it feel better. When the soreness was subsiding a bit I was able to enjoy my fingers on my ass. I stuck a couple in feeling around. Trying to put the fact that it was an old trolls poz cock out of my mind, there was some degree of eroticism of a cock going inside me. Even if the circumstances were far from ideal. I laid on my bed fingering myself while stroking my own 6 inch uncut cock. It wasn’t an impressive length, but it wasn’t small either. It was average but it got the job done. As I was beating my own meat and fingering my ass I was trying to imagine that monster cock going back up inside me omitting who it belonged to. I may be cautious and responsible but I was still a red blooded man. Eventually I managed to reach orgasm and shoot my own load on my chest. Rather than go out for another shower I just scooped it up and licked it off my fingers. Now I could finally get dressed. The rest of the morning went without incident. I went to class and focused on the lectures. My ass still had a dull soreness to it courtesy of Vince. I’ll bet he’s at home jacking off to the events of earlier today. Oh who am I kidding, he’s definitely destroying another recon rando’s ass. Probably leaving cum piles for me to find. I got home in the evening. I had a bunch of assignments I needed to get to work on, but I was tired and didn’t feel like it. They could wait till a little later. When I entered the apartment Vince was seriously fucking a young twink, slamming into him balls deep. The twink was partly moaning, partly screaming with Vince’s hands covering his mouth. Muffling the sounds. It looked like the guy was loving and hating it all at the same time. ‘Damn, bravo taking all that little dude’ I thought. “Welcome home Mark. Don’t mind me just infecting this little bottom slut. If your ass has recovered then get in line. I’ll breed you up after this one.“ “No thanks. It was a long day for me. I just want to fix a drink and relax. You have your fun.” Vince continued demolishing the young guy in the living room while I was going about my business. Got to admit it was a little annoying hearing Vince talk like that about me in front of a stranger. I don’t want a bunch of randos getting the impression that I am taking his loads too. Gossip amongst gays tends to get around. I watched Vince fuck the living daylights out of the guy, watching his huge member go in and out of the slender ass. It was kinda hot in its own way. Vince looked at me and winked. I put together a whisky soda and set my bag in my room. I heard Vince grunt and yell in the other room. Yup he’s dumped another load. When I came out he was sending the limping guy on his way. I enjoyed my drink and he was on the couch dick slumped over his thigh, still wet with juices. “How was your day? Learn anything good?” “It was fine. Just a lot going on. Several essays due soon and I just don’t have the energy for it.” “You need to unwind. Why don’t you sit and watch the news with me?” I chugged half my drink and plopped down on the sofa next to Vince. He was still naked but nothing new. It was still a bit of a shocking sight to see a massive piece of meat on such a thin man. “How’s your ass? Better by now I hope.” “It’s fine. It hurt for a while after but I’m recovered.” “Good. How did you like the first taste of my meat?” “It wasn’t pleasant. It went in too hard too fast.” “Aw that’s a shame. You should try getting more used to it.” “I’m plenty used to seeing it swinging around the place as is. I don’t need it inside me again.” “Your loss. The last boy was able to take it balls deep.” “I’m surprised he’s still alive. You sure you didn’t rupture just guts?” “Oh he was a total slut. His ass was plenty stretched and able to take it. You just need practice.” “We’ll I’m very out of practice.” “Mine is always here for you to take for a ride whenever you want it.” “Thanks. I’ll keep that in mind.” I say with more sarcasm. We sat there for a while. Nothing particularly interesting was on so I was half paying attention to it. Vince had his feet on the coffee table and was leaning back on the sofa. His cock was soft but it was still huge even at rest. I could probably wrap it twice around my wrist. There was a bit of post cum leaking out of it and sticking to his leg. It was chunky like always. I thought to myself, ‘damn that twink boy has and entire sack load of that stuff clogged up in him.’ My drink was empty and I was feeling a little buzzed from it. Nothing crazy though. We exchanged a bit of small talk here and there. The tv played dull programs. At some point Vince started playing with his cock again and started stroking it hard. It was bound to happen. And he’ll most likely blow all over his chest and lick it up. Vince put a hand on my thigh and rubbed it as he stroked his long monster cock. “Hey mark what was the biggest cock you’ve ever taken?” “Um. Maybe a 7 incher? I haven’t had many. Too busy with school. But that should wind down after this semester.” “Hmf, mines much bigger then that. By the time you get more free time you probably want to catch up on all that college dick running around.” “Probably, I don’t know. I haven’t had much time to think about it.” “Well there are plenty of guys out there that are bigger then 7. You may have trouble taking them.” “Yeah, I’m just not used to getting fucked much.” We sat in silence for another minute. “If you want to train your ass to take bigger cock you can sit on mine. It’ll stretch you out nice and deep.” “You really want to fuck me don’t you?” “Naturally! A handsome young man like you drives me wild. It’s your fault I have to jack off all the time.” “And I’m sure you’d love to poz me up too.” “He he. Well that comes with the territory.” “No thanks Vince.” Vince played with his cock for another half hour or so. Not working towards a cumshot but just keeping it hard. Thinking about my lack of sex life and the prospect of being able to throw myself out in the dating pool soon was giving me the urge too. “Looks like someone is getting horny.” Vince was calling attention to the hard on in my pants. He grabbed it and started stroking it through my jeans. “You should get your clothes off and blow a load.” “I’m going to the bathroom.” I got up. Vince’s hand leaving my crotch. I went to the bathroom and shut the door. I was horny and needed to shoot off. I was stroking it with my balls resting on the sink countertop. I started fingering my ass. My hole was tight around my fingers. I thought about getting fucked by some guys in class that I liked. My thoughts went all over the place and at one point they went back to the morning when I fell on Vince’s cock. Since his was the last cock I had inside me recently the memory was more visceral than picturing dudes I’ve never hooked up with. Sure there was no way I wanted to get fucked by him in real life but there was no harm in imagining it. I tried fingering myself as deep as I could. I went all the way up to my knuckles. It felt good and I wanted more. But I couldn’t push in any further. Then there was a knock on the door. “Mark, you done in there? I need to piss.” Shit, I haven’t reached there yet but I guess I could continue this later. “Yeah I’ll be right out.” I opened the door to leave and Vince’s cock slapped me as we passed by. I went to my bedroom and went through my drawers, pulling out my dildo. I got on the bed and slathered it in lube. I pressed it up against my ass trying to slide it in. It took a little bit of finesse but I managed to get it in there. It wasn’t a very big dildo. About 8 inches but by the time I got to the 7 inch mark my insides were struggling to accommodate it. I thrusted the toy in an out of me for a while trying to get myself more accommodated to it. It felt good and I was pumping my cock at the same time. I wanted to feel all of it inside me so I tried pushing it in deeper. It hurt and I was struggling. Eventually I had to give up on it. It was kind of frustrating, but I would definitely need more practice with it. I took it out and cleaned it up with some baby wipes and put it back in my drawer. I threw on Some boxers and return to the living room. Vince was either still in the bathroom or in his room. I stretched out on the couch facedown on a couch pillow watching the TV. It didn’t take long for me to fall asleep. I didn’t dream of anything visual, but I did dream of a strange sensation on my body. It was like something was crawling on me. Whatever it was the crawling sensation centered around my ass and I could feel it going inside of me. The sensation turned into a pumping motion. I felt like my guts were getting churned around like butter. My whole body was shaking. I heard sounds like grunting and gasping as my ass was getting rocked up and down. It felt good. It was becoming one of those erotic dreams. The pumping sensation in my ass felt amazing. Then the rocking motions quickened and my ass was starting to feel pain. Whatever it was it was sinking deeper and deeper into my guts. I started waking up. My eyes opening, the slamming sensation inside of me was still happening and it was much more intense than when I was dreaming. I looked forward and saw my hands were on the armrest of the couch and two pale skeletal hands were gripping my wrists. The raspy voice of an older man was grunting in my ear and my ass was in pain from the sensation of a cock going in an out of me roughly. “What the hell?! Vince?!” Vince was on top of me. My underwear were gone and he was going to town fucking my ass. Vince’s cock was inside me! “Ugh…don’t mind me Mark… uf- ugh- ah! Just gonna -ah fuck yeah- empty my poz balls in you… uf ooh ah oh yeah.” “Ah fuck, Vince no! Ah, ugh…Take it out! Ugh..mmh…This prank is too far!” Vince continued to fuck me for a few more seconds then stopped. I don’t know how much of his cock was inside me. It felt like a lot. His hips were still raised not making contact with me so there must’ve still been plenty of his cock outside of me but it was still more than I could handle. He then slowly pulled it out and let go of my arms. We repositioned on the couch. Vince laying back with his feet up on the table smirking at me. I stood up and stuck my fingers in my ass, it was sore but as far as I could tell I wasn’t torn up. “Can you blame me Mark? Your ass was up in the air like an invitation. It was practically begging for me to go inside. Truth be told I was planning on jacking off and blowing a load all over your crack and see your reaction when you woke up but you were very slick down there. You were pre-lubed and pre-fucked already. I assumed you wanted me to dive in.“ “No Vince! I was just playing with myself earlier. I wasn’t inviting you to sleep fuck me.” “Oh then my mistake. Sorry about that.“ Vince giggled. His massive cock was still rockhard with veins all over. The top part of his cock was shiny from where my ass lube covered it. “You didn’t cum in me did you?“ I was still fingering myself trying to feel for any sign of Vince’s notorious thick dick paste. So far I couldn’t feel anything up there. “Nah, I was about to though. Like I said I thought you were giving me an invitation.“ “… how much of your cock did you get in?” If Vince had gone balls deep in me then there’s no way I’d be able to reach deep enough to feel for any cum up in there. He would’ve shot his rancid cheese curds too deep inside me for me to notice. “About 8 or 9 inches. Your ass did a better job swallowing me this time than last.” Was it really 9 inches inside? That would’ve been the most cock I’ve ever had up inside me. And he still would’ve had 5 more inches to go. But damn. I had never managed to get that much of my dildo inside me. Vince actually managed to stretch my insides a bit? I paced around the room a little bit and then exhaled deeply. I sat down on the couch next to Vince letting my sloppy ass juices stain the cushion. Not that it would matter. There are plenty other stains on it from Vince and his hook ups. “OK man. I know you like to tease me and pull pranks every now and then but that was way too much. I’m sorry if I gave you the impression I wanted to get fucked but that’s not the case. So no more OK?“ “Fine by me. I’ll score your ass another way.“ “Unlikely.“ We sat there together for a moment absorbing the situation. Vince looked smug while playing with his cock. “Your ass felt incredible by the way Mark.“ “Oh uh, thanks I guess.” “Yeah it felt like it belonged in there. I only wish I could’ve sunk deeper in you.“ “Well you did manage to get deeper than I’ve ever experienced.“ Then Vince’s face lit up. Like he had some sort of devilish idea. “When you go to bed tonight I might just sneak into your room and finish the job.“ “Vince no, I would rather you didn’t do that please. Boundaries man.” “OK then how about this. Let’s make a bet. If you win the bet I will stop trying to fuck you. No more dick slapping pranks, no more of my cum on the floor. If I win… well you have to do what I say for a day.“ “What would we be doing?“ I admit this bet sounded very attractive over the prospects of Vince stopping his usual pet peeves around the place. But the ‘do what I say for a day’ part sounded like it would open up a whole can of worms that I wouldn’t be prepared for. “It’s simple. I sit here with my cock pointing straight up in the air. You come on over and squat down on it. If you can fit all of my length up inside you and get your ass to touch my balls you win. If you can’t fit my full length inside you balls deep I win.“ “No way! I’m not letting you fuck me Vince!” “No one said anything about fucking. I’ll sit here still and watch you go to work. I won’t thrust my hips up in you. I’ll sit here patiently while you slide down on it. And once you touch my balls that’s it. You get up and I never hunt for your ass again. I’ll be a perfect gentleman.” Fit all of him up inside me? That’s impossible! I can’t fit all 14 inches of him. I know there are plenty of slutty guys out there who can, but I’m nowhere near that experienced. But it would be nice if I could give my living situation to some sort of normalcy. But if I cant, and in my case it seems more likely towards cant, what would Vince have me do? I know he’s wanted to fuck me for a while. He’s already sampled my ass twice. But if I have to do what he says then that may include accepting raw poz cum loads. I thought about it for a while. Vince could see the gears turning in my head. “Seems like you’re not outright turning it down. That’s a new one for you.” “I’m thinking.” I contemplated the stakes and what I was physically capable of. I looked and Vince’s cock. It’s was hard and long. His plum balls were bulbous but sagged away from his shaft. My ass was still hurting from just 9 inches of it. But a real cock might be a bit more malleable then a dildo. “How much time would I have?” “As long as you like. You can ride it all night if you like.” “What exactly would you have me do if I can’t do it?” “Nothing too crazy. Chores around the flat. Tending to my needs. You’re a strong young man. Your ass should be quite durable.” I thought about it more, but the stakes seemed too high for me, at least for now. “Could I do a trial run? I’m just really not sure I could take it.” “Absolutely! You can ride my cock as many times as you like. You’ll hear no complaints from me.” “Well I’m not really going to ride it. Just see how much I can fit.” “Sure, sure. Whatever you say.” Vince spat on his cock and was stroking it more. It looked aggressive pointing straight up. I walked over to it and stood up on the couch on my knees hovering over him. Even though I was upright his cock could still touch my ass. Holy shit am I really doing this? I grabbed his cock and stuck the tip at my hole then lowered down a bit. It went in with a squishing sound. Vince leaned his head back and sighed. “Ahhh that’s good Mark. Your ass is perfect.” I continued to lower myself. Inch after inch it slid up in me and by the time I got to the halfway point I was starting to struggle. My face winced and I forced it in deeper, one, two more inches. I felt like I was at my limit. Probably the same depth Vince achieved when I was asleep. It felt like a steal pipe inside. It wasn’t giving any sign of relaxing. “What’s wrong Mark? Having trouble?” “I don’t think I can get anymore in.” I strained my words. “Bounce your ass up and down. Work my shaft up in you.” I started to move up and then back down. First slowly then at a more moderate pace. I didn’t want to admit it but it felt damn good to have his cock in me. Vince’s mouth was hanging open with his eyes closed. He was rubbing his nipples. I guess he was enjoying himself too. “Ah yes! Good Mark! Ah fuck. Yeah keep that up. Just like that.” I wasn’t sure how much was in me but it started to feel like I was getting more in. The bouncing was helping. I reached down to grab the base of his cock. There were still quite a lot left but I must have had at least 10 inches up inside me. The more I got in the more I struggled to accommodate his length. I was starting to work up quite the sweat. In all that time I felt like I only got one more inch inside me. My guts where his cock head were located hurt. Sure there was some pleasure out of it but the pain ratio was rising the longer I was at it. “Vince… how far am I?” “You’re doing good. Oof, 10 and a half all up in you.” That was all? My efforts weren’t enough? I already felt like I couldn’t go any further and there were still a few inches left. I kept bouncing my ass up and down his cock but my legs felt weak and my insides hurt. I had to call it. “Vince… I can’t take anymore. I gotta get up.” I raised my hips but then Vince grabbed my waist and held me in place. “Don’t move! Ah fuck, Mark don’t move!” “What’s wrong?” “I’m gonna cum! Fuck if you move anymore even a little it’s gonna blast.” “I need to get off!” “I wouldn’t if I were you! It’s on a hair trigger. My balls are primed and ready. Just wait a bit for me to calm down.” I held still for a moment waiting for Vince’s cock to ease up its deadly orgasm but my legs were having trouble supporting me. I wanted to get up and away but I wasn’t sure if his cock was still on the edge. “Vince, can I move yet? It’s getting hard to keep crouching like this.” Vince was staring at his cock. His hands still gripping my waist. “Not yet. You’re so handsome and I’ve been edging so much it’s hard to keep my balls under control.” “But I can’t stay like this.” “I know what will do the trick. Can you move your leg up and plant your foot on my chest?” “Wouldn’t that be too much movement?” “Do it slowly. Bring your foot up here” He patted just below his neckline. Slowly I got my right knee up. I was carful not to move my ass too much. I balanced best I could as I brought my foot on top of Vince’s chest. “How is this helping?” “It’ll help me plenty.” Vince then grabbed my foot and brought it up to his face. He started licking my sole, running his tongue up and down moaning the whole time. It felt weird having someone lick my foot. I knew Vince was into it but I never tried it. He moved to my toes and was sucking them. It was an odd sight for me. One knee on the couch, ass squatting over his cock, my other foot in his mouth. It was embarrassing but I was getting excited. My cock was getting hard from my toes getting sucked on. I guess that was something I didn’t know I was into. But didn’t want to tell him that. “Oh Mark.” Vince moaned while sucking on my toes. Then his hips started moving. Vince’s other hand pushed down on my kneeling leg forcing my ass down on his cock more. Then he started grunting while licking between my toes “Agh fuck! Cuming! Fuck I’m cuming” “Vince no!” I paniced and tried to get up, but Vince met with my movement and brought his hips up and slammed his cock up in me. “Ah fuck Vince!” “Ah fuck Mark! There it is! Fuck!” Then I felt it. A warm spreading feeling deep inside me. He was cuming, Vince was unloading his thick rancid cum in me. “Oh shit no!” “Oh yeah. Ahhh, that’s good. Such a warm ass…” Once he was done unloading he put his hands behind his head looking at me smug. I was still squatting on his cock, a full bloating feeling inside me that came from him. I was in shock at what he did. Slowly I started to inch my way up his shaft. “That’s it. Take your time.” He watched as his monster cock slowly exited my ass. The head of his dick came out of me with a wet pop. I got on the floor laying on my back. It hurt too much to sit down. I took a moment to process what happened. I took poz cum. Vince actually got me. The bloated feeling in me must have been a giant load of cum, I could feel it working it’s way through me. I fingered my sore hole to see if any of the stuff was there. When I did u small spurt of water got on my hand. I brought it up to my face out of curiosity and I could smell it. It was piss. “Vince did you-“ “Yup I pissed in you. I didn’t actually cum. Had you going for a second.” He was laughing like he pulled off a brilliant prank. I didn’t have poz cum in me? “Oh shit! I’ve never been so relieved to have been pissed in!……… also, ew! Why would you piss in me?” “Would you have preferred it be my cum?” “No!” “Then making you my toilet boy it is. Also good job on my cock. There were only a couple inches left.” I got up to go to the bathroom and evacuate Vince’s ‘golden donation’. My insides ached. I can’t believe I rode his cock. I’m usually so careful, and I may have dodged a bullet this time but still. That whole time he was messing with me. I heard Vince shout a bit and when I got out of the bathroom he was there to meet me holding his hand up. It was filled with his thick globby cum. “Here, you’ve had my piss up your ass. Why don’t you eat my cum?” It smelled strong and there was a lot of it. I just gently moved his hand away from me. “Your loss.” He licked it up himself. Sucking his fingers. I slowly walked to my bedroom. It hurt to even walk. I laid flat on the bed with my ass facing up. I didn’t want to put pressure on it. Even after all that I was surprised that I fit so much of it in me. He said there were only a couple inches left. So I fit 12 inches of cock in me? Damn that’s a lot for me. Regardless, events today went way out of control. I was starting to think Vince might be more of a difficult roommate then I thought.

"Let me slip it in, just a little. You've got such a cute ass, I need to feel your hole grab the head of my dick. Don't worry, I won't fuck you, I won't cum in you, just let me slip the head of my dick in a little." That's what Tom said right before he fucked me for the first time and filled my HIV negative guts full of his virus laden semen. He'd moved across the hall from me a few months before and I'd introduced myself and asked him over for a beer. He accepted and promised to reciprocate when he was settled. It was obvious he was gay, a big, butch black man given to wearing leather with tight white tshirts and equally tight, carefully worn 501s. I'd never been interested in men in the slightest, but I found myself attracted to him. He was ruggedly handsome, very fit and moved like an athlete. I couldn't help but notice the very large bulge in his crotch. Was it true what they said about black men? One night a week or so after he moved in I came in late and drunk from the bars and took a while unlocking my door. I could hear what was clearly the sound of Tom having sex through his door. His deep voice was growling urgently, another male voice whined and begged. I couldn't make out what they were saying, but hearing them made my dick hard. My bedroom was next to Tom's so I opened the window and collapsed on the bed, pants down, my hand slowly stroking my cock. I could hear better and made out occasional words and phrases, like 'fuck me' and 'breed you' and something that might have been 'knock', something or other. I listened intently, stroking my dick, imagining Tom was fucking me, and also wondering what would it be like to have sex with a man. With Tom? I shot my load as I heard Tom bellow, obviously cumming in the guy he was fucking. I licked up my load, wishing it was Tom's cum I was eating. The next morning I remembered what I'd done and tried to feel disgusted at being aroused by a man. Why did my dick stiffen when I thought of Tom's cock filling a man's ass with cum, filling my ass with cum? In any event, a couple of days later I answered a knock on my door and found Tom standing there. He was wearing a wife beater and cutoff 501s. His nipples had large rings in them and the bulge in the shorts was very large. My dick started to swell. "Come over for a beer, a new batch of homebrew is ready." I followed him in to his place and took a beer, he waved to the living room with the invitation "Have a seat." I did my best to sit so my excitement was not obvious, but Tom noticed. We made small talk and the beer went fast, it was good. He stood up and smiled at me, then slipped off his shirt, saying "It's hot in here. Do you mind?" I shook my head dumbly as he dropped his shorts and stepped out of them, then went to the kitchen saying "Time for more beer. Strip if you like, Mike. It's too hot for clothing." As he walked into the kitchen I couldn't help looking at his body, thinking to myself that he looked good. My dick stirred: I was more than a little aroused. I never been at all interested in men, but...he looked good. Tom came back with two bottles and towel. I looked at him and couldn't help staring at his cock. He was huge, completely flaccid he was longer and thicker than me hard, it swung back and forth heavily as he walked. His balls were equally large and hung low. There was a tattoo of the universal symbol for biohazard on his abdomen just to left of his cock. My dick stirred more, I was getting an erection. I blushed, Tom couldn't help notice it through my thin shorts. He looked at my crotch and smiled suggesting "Lose the shorts, Mike. You'll be more comfortable." I was startled to realize it was command, not a suggestion. My dick was fully erect. I slipped off the shorts. Tom smiled broadly as he saw my hard dick, which was oozing precum. I looked at his cock: it was stirring, growing. Thinking this encounter was going in a direction that made me uneasy, I considered leaving, but I didn't want to leave. I wasn't sure what I wanted to do, but I was more excited than I had been in a long time. Tom smiled sat me and moved in his chair, I saw his cock stirring, thickening, the pink head just peeking through the foreskin was wet with precum. I couldn't help it, my mouth watered and I licked my lips. Tom beckoned to me, pointing at his cock, commanding "Come over here, Mike. I know you want to." I went and sat beside him, mesmerized by his rapidly growing dick, wondering what would it be like to touch it. As if he read my mind, Tom said "You can touch it if you like, Mike, it won't bite. Go ahead. I can see you want to." The truth was, I did want to touch his cock. It was fascinating. Only partially erect, his long thick, very dark black cock was much was larger than my hard cock. His foreskin hung long over the tip, precum oozed out. My mouth watered as I wondered what would it be like to suck it. Tom reached down and took my dick in his hand, stroking slowly. I moaned and almost shot my load. He laughed softly. He was seducing me. He twirled his finger around the head, smearing precum over it, and then removed his hand. My cock was hard and throbbing. Tom's hand had felt so good stroking it, and I had come very close to shooting my load, but he had stopped and in so doing, had frustrated me. I wished he hadn't. I wanted him to make me cum. I would return the favor: I wouldn't stop. I reached down and took his dick in my hand, marveling at my first feel of another man's penis. I felt him stiffen and stir in my hand, growing. The pink head peeked through the foreskin more, precum flowing. I stroked the head and loved the slippery feel of precum. Tom slipped his fingers in my mouth, I licked and tasted my precum. I wanted to taste his, I wanted him to cum in my mouth. I slid my hand up his hardening shaft, then down, pulling the foreskin back from the head. The head of Tom's cock was large, pink, wet. My mouth watered. I lowered my head for a better look. Tom sighed and whispered to me "Go ahead, Mike, you know you want to, you know you will. Suck my cock. Mike, suck me and make me cum in your mouth. Suck me off." My heart pounded as I looked as the fully erect cock. He was fully erect, had to be almost ten inches long, I hadn't known real cocks got that big, and he was thick. Tom took my head in his hands and pushed my mouth down to his cock, rubbing the head on my lips. My heart threatened to burst out of my chest as Tom whispered "Suck it, Mike, suck my dick!" I opened my mouth and he pushed in, sliding past my lips, rubbing the roof of my mouth, butting the back of my mouth. Tom grunted and pushed harder, the head of his cock slid down my throat. I couldn't believe I had a dick in my mouth. I loved it. He stopped with almost five inches of thick, hard cock in my throat. I was very surprised there was no gag reflex, Tom told me later that if a cock is long enough to put at least a couple of inches in the throat, it bypassed the reflex. "That's good, bitch, that's good. I knew you were a queer when I first laid eyes on you, knew I was going to fuck your pretty mouth and make you my bitch. Take it, white boy. Suck my black dick, white boy!" Tom fucked his cock in and out of my throat, using me like a fuck toy. I loved it, loved a larger, older black man using me, making me his bitch. Was he going to want to fuck my ass? I wouldn't do that, it was too risky. I wanted to. My dick exploded, squirting cum all over Toms' leg. He moaned and pulled his dick out of my throat and rubbed the head on the roof of my mouth. I felt spurt after spurt of creamy, tangy, sour semen jet out, filling my mouth and leaking out my lips. I gulped eagerly, loving that a black man had fucked my mouth and was cumming in me. I wanted him to cum in my ass. I sucked and swallowed, moaning, nursing all the cum out of his cock I could get. Tom fondled the back of my head while I sucked him and sighed "That was very good, Mike. You're a good cocksucker. I'm going to teach you the ways of man on man sex, I'll show you a world you never really knew existed, you'll love it. "Don't worry about being queer, lots of men like women and have sex with men. You will too." Tom shooed me away after a few minutes, saying he had a trick coming, that we'd do this again. That excited me, I knew I was his trick now, I hoped he wanted me soon. I was a cocksucker now and I loved it. Tom had me suck him off several times a week, sometimes there would be other guys there and Tom would tell me to service them. I did so gladly, eager to feel men cum in my mouth. One night after sucking Tom off I thought about the biohazard tattoo, I knew it meant something, but I couldn't remember what. I googled it and gaped at the results. Tom was HIV positive! I had been swallowing poz cum for weeks and he hadn't told me. It didn't take much research to find out it was almost impossible to get infected by sucking poz dick, even if the bottom swallowed cum. I also found that if Tom was on meds and his viral load was undetectable he couldn't infect anyone. I was pissed that Tom hadn't told me he was poz before he had sex with me. Then I became aware of something else: I was seriously aroused knowing I'd had a poz cock and cum in my mouth. I looked at pics of guys with the tattoos and stroked my dick imagining they were fucking me, that I was getting poz cocks and poz cum in my ass. Then I found breedingzone.com. I was amazed to find men that eagerly sought out HIV infection and others who looked for men to infect. It was obviously sick, but my dick was rigid and throbbing as I looked at the site. I especially liked the section for bugchasing 'fiction', especially stories where a neg bottom got infected, intentionally or other wise. I read several stories about poz tops 'stealth pozzing' neg bottoms, intentionally infecting unsuspecting bottoms. Is that what Tom was doing with me, grooming me as his bitch to take his infection? I wondered if he was on meds and what his viral load was. If it was undetectable he couldn't infect me, but if his VL was high....? I stroked my dick as I looked at a hot pic of a black top with a biohazard tattoo fucking a white man, bareback of course, and wished it was me. I wanted Tom to fill my neg ass with his poz cum, I wanted him to poz me. My dick exploded as I said to myself, 'poz me, knock me up, infect me with HIV!' Did I really want Tom to infect me? I decided not to say anything to Tom about him being poz, I would take whatever he wanted to give me. A week later I was hanging out at Tom's, we were drinking beer, both of us were naked and I had an idea that things were going to go further. I'd sucked him off when I first came over, he'd jerked me off and fed me my cum. I was idly playing with his cock, I loved the feel of it and hoped he'd let me blow him again. He was hard and oozing slightly, I lowered my head and opened my mouth. But Tom had another idea. He rolled me over on my side and snuggled up to me, pressing his body against mine. His cock moved slightly in the crack of my ass, I knew what was coming and moaned as the head of his dick nuzzled my ass and smeared precum on my hole. Now that the time was here I was scared. I wanted him to fuck me, but I didn't want to get infected. He pushed in slightly, I pushed back, shook myself and pulled away. "Don't fuck me raw, use a condom, please!" "Don't use rubbers. Don't worry, it'll be okay. Just let me slip in a little, I want to feel your tight hole around the head of my cock, just a little." "No, please, no, you'll fuck me and cum in me. I don't want to get infected." "I know you want it, you'll love my big nigger dick in you, you'll beg for it. "You're my bitch, Mike, just let me slip it in a little, you'll love it, you'll beg for all of it." I moaned and squirmed, pushing my hole into his cock, I wanted him to fuck me, but I was afraid. Getting his poz cum in my mouth was one thing, in my ass was too risky. I didn't know if he was on meds or not. "Just a little, I won't cum in you." He pushed in a couple of inches and pulled out, then in again, deeper. I moaned helplessly, needing to get fucked. It felt better than I could have imagined. Tom stroked in and out deeper and deeper, until the head of his dick pushed against my first internal sphincter. I whimpered, it felt so good, why didn't he just fuck me, just take me and fuck me? "Please, please fuck me, fuck me, cum in me, breed me, knock me up, please knock me up!" That was the first time I'd admitted to myself I wanted poz cum in me. I'd been having fantasies of getting pozzed since I'd found the bugchasing underground. He chuckled and started stroking in and out slowly, fucking me deeper and deeper, he hit the sphincter, paused and pushed slowly, I whined as ten inches of black dick went where nothing but shit had ever been before. Tom was going to fuck me, I was going to get semen from an HIV positive man in my ass, I was going to get HIV virus in my ass! If he was undetectable, it would be okay. It was hot thinking there was a chance he was infecting me. I wanted it. That woke me up, an HIV positive cock was fucking me and was about to cum in my ass! I didn't want to get infected, getting fucked felt good, but wasn't worth infection. I struggled and tried to get away. Tom growled in my ear and stroked his cock deep into me. It felt like the head of his cock was about to enter my throat, from the bottom. "Too late, bitch! Too late, you're getting what you want, Here it comes, bitch, cumming in your ass, breeding you, bitch, knocking you up, bitch, take my bug, yeah, fuck, bitch, take my fucking bug, gonna infect you good, infecting you good!" I felt his cock swell and pulse and a warm feeling filled my guts and jet after jet of virus laden semen erupted from his cock and filled me. Tom moaned and moved in me, fucking virus deeper and deeper in me. My dick erupted, pushed over the cliff by knowing I getting virus in my ass, that I could get infected. Tom had to have ripped me open a little when he fucked me with that huge cock and that HIV virus could already be in my blood. Had Tom had just infected me with HIV? He kissed me on the neck as he slowly pulled his softening dick out of me. I whimpered at the empty feeling, getting fucked had felt so good. "Don't worry about getting infected, Mike, it's only a matter of time before a pussyboy like you gets the bug, it might as well be now. I'm going to keep fucking my virus into you until I do infect you. When you're poz you'll be free, you'll thank me." I was Tom's bitch, I would do anything he told me to do.

Surprised at the preference for looser holes. Fuck I love wicked tight boys. Feels amazing on my cock and love to slowly work their holes open and keep them on the edge of struggle until they finally loosen up enough to take me to the hilt well. Feels, sounds, and looks soooo hot 😉 happy to open tight holes up for tops that need/want looser 😉

LINCOLN PARK FUCK It was a rare day with no fog, and temperatures in the high 70’s, a perfect day to work on my tan, and maybe get laid. My favorite place to go is Lincoln Park, a small park that has a very secluded clearing that only gay men seem to know about. On a warm sunny day, you see only the briefest attire: small, tight Speedos, tiny thongs, and more than a few men tanning completely naked, even though that isn’t legal. Before I left the house, I was feeling full of confidence, having shot a good strong booty bump deep in my ass, followed by a butt plug to be sure that the booty bump stayed put and got completely absorbed. Next, I hit the glass pipe maybe half a dozen times. Lastly, I pulled on my favorite silicone cock ring. Wearing it always makes my ball sack swell to at least triple its normal size. Besides, it feels great ! After packing everything into a size small Speedo, I grabbed my beach bag which I always kept ready to go, containing sun screen, a couple bottles of water, poppers, a glass pipe, a lighter, lube, and a large beach towel. When I got to the park, I hiked up the short distance to the clearing. At 11:00 there were already 7 or 8 men there in various stages of undress, including one couple that had stripped down completely. After spreading out my beach towel, I pulled off my shorts and tee shirt. As the latest guy to arrive, all the other guys were checking me out. I laid down on my beach towel then rummaged around in my beach bag until I found my lighter and my glass pipe. From previous experience, I knew that there were always a lot of men smoking weed. The booty bump I had administered before I left the house gave me the courage to hit the glass pipe right out there in the open. After 6 or 8 good hits on the glass pipe, I pulled off my small, tight Speedo. The butt plug I was wearing was a clear sign that I was definitely a bottom. By now, I was feeling pretty well spun, and I couldn’t keep my hands off my limp Tina dick, then alternating between stroking my dick and playing with the butt plug, fucking it in and out of my hungry hole. Gradually, more and more men showed up and staked out acceptable places with a good view of all the other men. Soon, an older middle age man entered the clearing. He was wearing a tank top and shorts. I couldn’t help but notice that he was staring at the butt plug I had jammed in my ass. He spread out his beach towel maybe 4 feet from me, and I watched him undress. I didn’t care that he knew I was watching him. It’s all a game, anyway. When he dropped his shorts, it was obvious that he was sporting a very impressive bulge in his Speedo. I knew that it was very common for gay men to “pack” their Speedos to make it look like they were a lot bigger than they actually were. But that wasn’t the case with this guy. Although he was wearing a chrome cock ring to keep him semi hard and showing a good sized bulge, the rest was all him, flopping around as he tugged his Speedo down. All the while, I let him see me working my butt plug in and out of my ass. From the looks of his dick growing longer and thicker, I could see that he was definitely interested. For a while, continued playing with my butt plug, then I pulled it all the way out and threw it into my beach bag. I took a couple hits of poppers, then offered them to him. While he was huffing the poppers, I spread my cheeks with both hands, again and again, showing off my slightly gaping hole. Now I was face down, and he got on top of me. I loved the feeling of his weight on top of me, and I especially liked feeling his big cock head tickling my butt hole. Both of us were moaning, it felt so hot. Suddenly, he pulled back, spread my cheeks, and buried his face in my ass, and tongue fucked my hole. That was driving me wild, and I was practically begging to have his big donkey dick inside of me. I didn’t have to wait long. He fucked his cock up and down my crack a few times before his rock hard cock found my hole. I gasped as he shoved hard and forced his way into me, balls deep. He hit the poppers then handed them to me. I took continuous hits as he pounded my ass. Feeling his huge cock stretching my hole felt incredible. I was glad I was spun as fuck, so that I could take it. When he was ready to unload, he locked his hands around my throat and he slowly pulled his cock back then rammed it into me, again and again. When he was completely spent, he let go of my throat and rolled off of me, letting me gasp for air. I happened to glance around the clearing and saw that almost every guy there had his camera phone up and had been recording video of the entire scene.

I have since then. Usually he messages me at night once his BF has gone to bed. Meet up in the garage to swap loads. It’s hot as he has his BFs load in him already and I’m churning it deeper into his ass along with mine. He loves it because his BF will have no idea another guy has added his load to him. He’ll breed me too and make me lick his cock clean after. Sunday night he was hanging out in the garage as I was leaving as he had another coming over to breed him so clearly he’s getting a lot of action in the garage.

Chapter 17: Riding Jimmy Our nap was interrupted by Jimmy knocking on the door. Marc opened the door and Jimmy's gym shorts were already tented from his huge cock. As Marc turned around he noticed Marc's plugged ass, and asked how many loads in. I said two and he said let's make it three! Marc backed up and rubbed his ass against Jimmy's raging cock. He could tell that he didn't have his PA in, and simply said breed me. Jimmy dropped his shorts, and bent Marc over the desk. He handed Marc the poppers and said you'll need these bitch. Jimmy knocked the bottle of lube from the desk saving he hoped I had shot huge loads as Marc was gonna need lots of lube to take him. I told him the first was deep in his second ring, but the second was pretty big, and his ass was bleeding some from a rough fuck. I was a bit concerned about Marc taking Jimmy's charged seed, especially as his ass was torn. I wasn't worried that much though as Jimmy said he just recently went on his med break. As such, the meds should likely still be effective and he was U+. Jimmy pulled the plug from Marcs ass and my slightly pink cum oozed from his ass. Jimmy ate his ass, savoring the flavor of my bloodied seed. He then put the head of his cock to Marc's hole and said ready.or not, here it comes. I got my phone out and started to video as I knew Marc would love too see Jimmys cock stretching his hole. Not only was Jimmy ten plus inches, he was truly beer can thick. Fortunately Jimmy took it easy on him, easing just the head in. Marc was wincing in pain, but still managed to tell Jimmy to breed him. Marc got about 8 inches of Jimmy in him when Jimmy said ride my cock like the fucking slut you are. Marc immediately hopped on his cock, and much to my suprise took him to the base. He wasted no time in bouncing up and down furiously on his cock. He slowed down only when he shot a hands free load, which hit not only my phone, but my face. I ended the video by licking his cum from the camera lens, and then focusing on my cum covered face.

Got messaged by this skinny kinda trashy pale redheaded dude in his late 20s this morning seeing if I wanted to hook up. I love trashy guys like him and wanted to be chill and not tip my hand at how into him I am. He was pushing really hard for me to host, but I made it clear I couldn't but was cool for car play. He wasn't and finally asked me if doing it in a garage was OK. I asked for details and he admitted he had a partner but didn't feel comfortable having me in the house to fuck, but they have a separate garage and an alley door where I could come in and we could do it in there. It wasn't air conditioned and honestly, with the heat and humidity it sounded like fucking hell. He wanted to give and receive raw and against my better judgement I said, what the fuck. I had to wait until after his BF went to work and did as told, parking my truck on the street and wandering down the alley to the garage that was marked as he described. He was already in there waiting for me and we both stripped down and started kissing. He was exactly as described and he admitted he was so worked up that he wanted to fuck me first then have me fuck him. I was jerking him pretty hard and he had to keep telling me to slow my roll as he was getting close to cumming. Eventually he told me to bend over the hood of a car parked in there. I could feel lube hitting my ass and soon his cock head forcing his way in me, slowly at first, then more aggressively. He'd barely been stroking in me long before he let out a loud groan and I could feel him explode inside my ass. He was apologizing profusely, saying he didn't do this often and got too excited, but I noticed he was still stroking inside me. I said it was OK and he reassured me he had more and kept stroking. I was now more verbal, saying how hot his dick felt in me, how bad I wanted his cum and begging him not to pull out of me. He seemed to really enjoy that and went with it, telling me to beg for his load. I fed into that and soon enough he pumped another load balls deep in me, collapsing on top of me panting. I laughed saying I guessed he needed it and he said what he really needed was for me to fuck him the same way. He slid out of me and bent over the hood and I did a spit and stick as he didn't offer me lube. He let out a massively loud groan and started eagerly telling me to fuck him hard. He was telling me how bad he wanted it, how good my cock felt and not to pull out, telling me to use him. I started calling him a slut and a whore and he was agreeing, telling me he was a cheating whore. I love nothing more than hearing guys are cheating on their BFs, GFs, wives, husbands, or whatever and I went with it, telling him that he probably got bred by lots of guys. He said he did and I said how hot it was that he let random guys breed his ass. He admitted he did and how bad he wanted my load and I pumped it balls deep inside him without stopping my strokes. He begged me not to pull out and said how bad he wanted my seed. I said there was more where that came from and kept stroking. I was wondering how much was true and how much was just talk, but if I was here breeding him raw in a garage and totally random I could only guess he's taken more than a few loads this way. That he hadn't asked my status told me this guy was a pig and just wanted to breed and get bred and so I pumped a second load in him calling him a slut and a whore which he loudly agreed he was. It was my turn to collapse on him and mark him with my sweat as well, licking the sweat off his body and telling him how hot he was. I slid out of him and he dropped to his knees to suck me clean, showing me what a pig he truly is. Once he was satisfied he stood up and again we were kissing deeply and intensely. He thanked me for being understanding about having to do it out in the garage and I admitted it kind of made it hotter and he agreed. I could tell he'd done it before and was tempted to ask, but thought the better of it. I told the truth and said the garage setting made it hotter and he admitted to doing it before in the garage and liked having random guys fucking him that way. And I had my answer. He was a dirty slutty cum pig who liked getting rawdogged by random guys like me. We swapped numbers and he asked if I could come by to fuck in the garage late nights as sometimes he did that too. I said that was cool and was kind of hard again knowing he was slipping out of his home and his BF and letting random dudes breed him raw in the garage. We kissed some more and I got him hard again and he joked I should stop before I got him hard again. I told him to text me again and hoped he would.

i just went from penis to toys and when the pandemic ended I was back in the baths and sex events nd sex resorts with a vengeance getting my fat cock milked and my slack ass stuffed to the max. If anything, the sexual deprivation of the pandemic made me even hungrier when everything did resume.

Had a day off that was sunny and went to T-107 in Seattle. I usually go at lunch and can almost never go in the evening, but I got the chance on a Friday night and took it. I took a lot actually. About five minutes after I arrived, a guy on the trails let me suck him and he asked where I wanted his cum. I told him in my hole and he jammed it in long enough to breed me. Good start! He went on his way and I began the hunt again. Next guy was okay. Thick dick and I needed poppers but realized fast he was partying and was not going to be able to cum. While he was fucking me, an Asian guy came up and started fucking my mouth. After the first guy got soft, I asked the Asian guy if he wanted to fuck me. He asked if I was clean and I said yes (I don't know why guys ask. I'm taking loads in a park and while I do get tested every three months, that's a lot of cum). He plunged in and bred me. I got on Grindr and saw a faceless profile close by that said he was an Asian top in the park. I asked, "Are you the Asian top that just bred me?" He said no and I asked, "Um, would you like to be?" It took a little bit to find each other, but we went to the trails and I got out his gorgeous slim cock and sucked until he was ready to fuck. He asked if I wanted him to cum inside me and I said yes. He blasted in me and it was a big load. It was a perfect combination, small cock, big load, public, and fast. I wandered a bit more and sucked a couple guys who weren't ready to cum yet. Then as I was sucking a daddy with a beautiful small cock, a guy slid into me and started fucking hard. He took a long time and we drew a crowd. A cock sucker in a kilt helped service the crowd while I got bred. I turned my cummy hole on the daddy and started grinding and he shot in less than a minute. I walked over to the cock sucker and jerked off into his hand. He rubbed my cum into his dick as a guy blasted in his mouth. At that point, it was getting late and the mosquitoes were pretty bad and I decided it was a good night. I got in my car, let the loads out and felt my underwear get soaked. I went home and slept in it. Felt amazing.

Watching Guys Fuck In The Theater I went to the theater again. Unfortunately today it didn't look very busy but I had some time so I stopped anyway. After chatting up the busty blonde lady who works the counter a lot I paid for theater entry and walked back, listening to the sound of the video as I went down the long hallway. When I got there and my eyes adjusted I noticed there was only one guy, sitting on one of the back couches. He looked really tweaked out and he was taking hits off a glass pipe. I sat down on the couch next to his and pulled off my shoes and pants and started watching the movie. Nothing too exciting, straight porn, but at least it was an anal video and the guys had nice big dicks. As I was stroking the door opened and another guy came in, he was a gaunt, muscular guy with buzz cut hair and just a hint of a belly. He walked right over and sat down next to the guy who was still hitting his pipe. Obviously they knew each other because they started talking and soon the pipe was replaced in the guys mouth by the big fat dick of the other guy. Once the dick was fully hard he turned the guy around on the couch and pulled a bottle of lube and opened a new bottle of popper from his pocket and a took a few big sniffs and then lubed up his dick and slid one, then two fingers into the guy who's ass was raised. He sank his dick in easily, despite it's large size until his belly was on the guys back then he started to saw in and out. He would stop every now and then to take another hit of poppers and the guy being fucked got his lighter and pipe and was taking hits as he was getting pounded. I just watched, jealous of the dicking that the bottom guy was getting. Feeling emboldened by their display I also turned around on the couch with my ass raised, hoping that the top might want to try my hole out. I wasn't sure they had even noticed I was watching, but it wasn't long before the top pulled out and came over and started feeling up my ass. He applied more lube to his fingers and then slid two into my hole. Finding it already lubed and stretched before I got here, he must have been pleased because I felt him swing a knee over me to one side the couch and then the other knee to the other side, lining his dick up with my crack. He slid into me and started pumping with the same vigor he had been giving the other bottom. Shortly after that the other bottom got up and walked out. I figured he was done for the day, maybe he ran out of crystals for his pipe. The top was really pounding me good, causing me to moan out in time with his grunting. Then the other bottom came back in, with several other guys, he must have gone up to the arcade and brought them back. My little cock was tingling with excitement and I could feel my little balls start to pull up. Without me even touching myself I felt cum start to dribble from my not even fully hard dicklette. My ass was clenching and spasming, and it set off the top. He groaned out "Take my hot load you dirty slut!" as I felt his dick throb and jets of his cum being pumped deep inside. He paused for only a few seconds, then slapped my ass and told me "I hope you enjoy that gift!". The other guys that were lined up then took their turns, each one of them seeding me as they told me things like "Take my charged seed you faggot!" "Yessss, yessss" was about all I could get out between my moans. The first guy that fucked me went around behind the couch and presented me with his dick to clean. I noticed he had a biohazard tattoo on his belly. After I returned him to hardness he went back around behing me, all the other men having taken their turn and this time he slowly fucked me, telling me in my ear how he was going to knock up my ass and how I needed to keep coming back to get more charged loads. I chatted the lady up again on my way out. She gave me the usual smile and told me I looked like I had a good time. She said she wished she could have come back to watch but they were short staffed and she would have to catch the show next time. I knew that wouldn't be long from now.

I can't speak to statistics, but a good buddy (and occasional FB) of mine definitely qualifies as a dominant bottom. He strongly prefers being penetrated (dick or fist) but is definitely a dom silver daddy bear in the BDSM sense.

Yep it's two for Tuesday! Chapter 18: Seeding Dean We all laid back on the bed and simulcast the video of the breeding to the TV. Marc was stunned seeing the bucking bronco he was riding Jimmy's cock. He was especially thrilled when I did an extreme close up of his gaping hole when Jimmy pulled his cock out of his ass. We hadn't finished the video yet, when there was a knock at the door. Marc answered it, and it was Dean. He was dressed in a white wife beater and gym shorts. If you saw him walking down the street, there was no way you would think he had a pussy. Dean was openly carrying a bottle of Jack, which was half gone. It was apparent that he had recently drank it. Dean quickly saw the other two on the bed stroking each other's cocks. Dean said it looks like a party and asked if he could join. He said he had another bottle in his room. We said sure, and he went back to his room and came back with not just Jack, but a trick bag. Dean sat down between Jimmy and I and immediately took off his wife beater and grabbed both of our cocks, gently stroking both of us. I started to pre cum a bit, and Dean started sucking my cock. Im not sure where Dean learned his cocksucking skills, but he sucked just as good, or even better than many guys. Dean then stuck his hand down his shorts, starting to finger himself. Jimmy said let me see your pussy, and Dean pulled off his shorts revealing a jock strap. No lacy girly panties, but a jock like any male would wear. Dean told us that he was overjoyed that we had accepted him for who he was. We all agreed that we had no issues with him, and looked forward to having sex with him. He said others have accepted him, but never knew he had a pussy between his legs. He said that most other gay guys back out of having sex when they first see it. He said there were a few that would however let him fuck them with a strap on, and although he would take a cock up his pussy, he preferred it up his ass as a man should. Dean started fingering himself furiously. You could see the lust in his eyes. Dean then pulled his jock down and asked who wanted to suck his cock? Now I haven't seen much female pussy before, and often head a clit referred to as the little man in a boat. Although I'd never heard a clit considered a cock, it was pretty big, and glistened in his juices. To my suprise, Jimmy got up and sucked his cock intensly, before pulling his jock completely down, and darting his tongue inside his pussy, and gently nibbling on his pussy lips. Dean played with his cock as Jimmy worked his pussy with his tongue. Dean blurted out that he needed his ass filled with cum. Marc had been sniffing Dean's soaked jock and smiled and said like my ass? Dean smiled and said give my ass your seed Marc! Dean laid back and spread his legs wide exposing his pink pucker. Dean reached down and started didling his cock, making his pussy even wetter. Marc slapped his rock hard ass cheeks a few times, and teased his hole with his cock. Dean was very verbal. He repeatedly said fill my ass with your man seed. His pussy juices were flowing like a river, which Jimmy noticed, and got several towels to lay out. He could only imagine what it woukd be like once Marc seeded him. Both his ass and pussy dripping. Once Marc seeded him, he started eating his soaked pussy and rimming his loaded ass. He said it was an odd combination of his cum and pussy juice, but it didn't taste bad. Dean pulled out a rather large plug from his trick bag and shoved it up his pussy. I grabbed one of my plugs and shoved it up his ass. Although it was huge, it slid in quite easily. He poured us all a drink, and we started drinking and talking.

Just a brief update. Work has me swamped. But I managed to see my younger Vietnamese vers boy after work yesterday. Sometimes douching can be done fairly quickly, but yesterday it took forever. With douching and a quick shower over with, I heard the doorbell. He had wide grin and so did I. We needed each other's cum badly! Clothes were off in a matter of seconds. I got his hard cock into my mouth, wanting to taste it. And he wanted my ass to taste it as well (hehe). He wanted me on my tummy, and his cock went right in with absolutely no pain. Then he flipped me over on my back with the legs near his ears. He tried new angles, and I squeezed his cock with my ass muscles. It didn't take him long to squirt a 4-day load into my ass. I cleaned off his cock to thank him, He wanted to taste my cummy ass and offered me a taste too. HOT! He knows that I like a cock or a few fingers in my ass. After his cock exploded in my ass, time for me to cum. A few of his fingers in my ass gets me instantly hard. I told him I was close to cumming. My breath was getting shorter as I was feeling the load rise. I thought he'd wrap his lips around my cock. As I was about to cum, he sat on my cock right down to the base. It felt AWESOME to cum in him! Happy Pride, sexpigs!

An update to this lol. The next day I took 4 loads. Went to my bfs after and then he fucked me. He made a comment again about how we dont need to use lube because my hole opened up no problem for him. Whenever he says this, i get so fucking horny. Just thinking "dude, its because i was already fucked by 4 guys and their loads are the lube". A lot of times while fucking he likes to slap my ass and tell me how my ass belongs to him 😈

I'vc never been in a theater like this and thought them a thing of the past. They sound like hot fun. But the first bottom should have shared his pipe.

Using my annul attendance at the Pig Week event in Fort Lauderdale, which is ten days of sex parties, as a yardstick, I have found fisting has increased--a lot. Just i the last 5 years I have gone from a fist or two a day to more fists than cocks in me on a daily basis. At the event's big Wednesday night party just between the 2021 and 2022 events, I saw a marked increase. At that party, I spent a good deal of the night on a low stage on my back, legs up and spread, poppers flowing, while the dance music and light show filled the air as the throng of guys gathered around all of us in that position ( I was not alone on that stage) and used us. I was fisted almost exclusively in 2022 compared to the previous year when it was about half cock half fist. More and more I encounter guys that want to fist me, even if they are breeding me, though some it comes from their reaction to feeling my hole and discovering it's a loose gash; some have just jerked off inside me--best of both worlds, plus I get bred. For me, an ideal session lasts as long as I can go, which can be a pretty long time since i go to a lot of multi-day events, including the 3 times a year Fist Fest in Augusta, GA. Yes there have been changes in my gut, but that's because i fill my hole nearly everyday with my big toys as I train to stretch out more and more and take it deeper and deeper (goal is full arm but only about halfway there with mall to medium hand guys). One of those physical changes besides being so stretched out constantly my anus is a gash instead of a little hole is that I have started to prolapse. For us pig bottoms, getting a prolapse is an "achievement unlocked" type of event. I am working on lengthening mine. Many fisters don't go that far and don't stuff themselves nearly everyday so hey do retain better control when it comes to tightening up. AS for me, I want to be one of the side show freak fist pigs with a footlong prolapse and the ability to take a full arm like it's a 5 inch penis and the ability to take two hands to mid forearm (Currently I can just take 2 to the wrist) with the ease of a single fist. I can get a hand in me in under 60 seconds, which I'm really proud of. Yes it has an emotional impact. Having a guy's hand (and arm) in your guts as as intimate as it gets. When a guy is buried in my hole and leans over to kiss me deep, while I feel his hands working my fuck guts is a huge emotional and physical high for me. We are so connected at that point. To head off the next question, do I worry about incontinence? I don't care about it. I already have to sleep on a towel at multi-day events and I stay pretty gaped at them and for several day after. I am sure that some of my fisting idols who have very long prolapses or the ability to easily take a full arm or even three (yes, three) hands in their hole have to wear diapers part of the time or are like me and hose out everyday. The Pleasure (and bragging right on size nd depth skills) makes the ruin totally worth it.

Not a long story, I was in Hawaii (I dont live there) and found this guy in my hotel on Grindr. I'm pretty sure he was Chinese but he was a foot shorter and 100lbs lighter than me with a 4" cock but I had so much fun just letting him try to destroy me. I slobbered all over it and took it with just spit for lube and it felt really good in missionary while this cute guy made out with me. He asked if he could cum in me in broken english and I just wrapped my legs around him and he had this huge orgasm inside me. 10/10 would do again.

The “straight guy” just hit me up for a “belated daddy’s day fuck! I’m learning to throat that huge cock and when its nice and wet i press my hole to the GH and he plows and breeds me! no holding back! So fucking hot!!

Just took a load from this hot guy on Grindr I’ve been chatting with for awhile, schedules finally lined up. It was well worth the wait. His cock felt amazing, just slid right into multiple hungry cunt. He knew how to use it too. Finally, I got him to cum and felt every surge and spurt as he blew his load inside me.

Chapter 4: Life’s a Beach Shooting continued for the next few days, but with plenty of downtime for everyone in the company to relax and enjoy the sun, the pool, and the sand. Early afternoon was the chosen time to film the scenes, and both Paulo’s pairing with the tiny Irish lad, Ryan, and Laszlo’s sizzling scene with Rod Rammer passed Daniel’s personal hotness-meter test. Ryan turned out to be the kind of bottom who squirmed around, twisting every which way as a top drove into him, and it gave the scene an extra erotic charge as the viewer could easily imagine Paulo’s hard cock bouncing off every side and angle of Ryan’s tunnel in turn. In the scene with Rod and Laszlo, it was a difficult task (Daniel called it a “hard” one) to sort out which of the two successive ass breedings was the hotter one. Rod may have managed to hold off longer, but Laszlo certainly gave full value for money. From the moment when Laszlo went for the big shot inside Rod’s ass until the end of the scene with Rod pumping his load into Laszlo was a good solid 25 minutes of video, and Daniel was sure that the entire action could be used without any cutting of the time sequence. As for Daniel, he’d had a great old time getting to breed Eddie in a hot little mini-scene which Will filmed for them, as well as saving up a couple more huge loads for the big orgy scene. Before they went for that grand finale, the entire crew relaxed for two full days of downtime, with any sex once again forbidden. The boss wanted the biggest collection of giant cumshots ever for the orgy scene, and he’d made his expectations very clear. Every top was to shoot several times inside the hole and then pull out and squirt some more over the backs of their respective bottoms. There was some grumbling from a couple of the novices who’d never worked with Daniel before, but Will and Eddie explained patiently to them that Daniel’s methods, although they might sound a bit savage with so many hot men around, got the results he wanted in no uncertain terms. So everyone spent the two quiet days on lounge chairs or on beach towels, swimming in the pool or the ocean, soaking up the hot Spanish sun, and cracking an endless stream of sexual puns to try to let out their frustration. One thing everyone couldn’t help noticing was that Johannis and Miguel walked out of the hotel practically glued to each other. They pulled two lounge chairs by the pool extra close together, and there they lay, looking at each other, stroking each other periodically, and conversing quietly together as they stared – as far as you could tell through the mirrored sunglasses – deep into each other’s eyes. Daniel was particularly intrigued. He realized that he’d had a sense of something special between the two during the casting meetings, but he had to admit that he’d never expected it to go this far, this quickly. He also noticed that Laszlo was looking, if not jealous, at least a bit put out as he studied them. Daniel wondered idly which of the two might be causing his Hungarian beauty’s case of the hots below the belt and under the collar. Not that the boss was completely idle during this downtime. When preparing an orgy scene, he always wanted to figure out the first pairings ahead of time and arrange a signal for when the camera men should call “time” and have everyone switch. After that, he was content to let the guys wander where they would and play with whom they wished. Now, though, he realized that he was probably going to have to read the riot act to Johannis and Miguel, just so they wouldn’t simply gravitate back to each other and drop out of the larger scene. For now, though, he just wanted to relax. He had his scene plan all worked out in his head, and that was, after all, only a starting point, a kind of first play of the game. He was quite content to lie here in the sun, on a lounge chair, and enjoy the scenery. But that was a problem in itself, since the scenery was itself very distracting. True, he’d seen all these guys naked before, at one time or another, but Daniel still enjoyed the thrill of the chase, and he still found a minimally-clothed man more fascinating than a nude one. All the guys in the company had dressed down into either tiny, short shorts or some form of bikinis or thongs. Miguel’s lovely ass was best shown off by a bright orange thong which allowed his curvy brown buns to pop right out. Paulo’s flame-red speedo had the kind of built-in front pouch which thrusts the hardware forward and up. Laszlo’s tight blue briefs used a back seam to accentuate the crack of his ass, while the front didn’t neglect his perfectly respectable cock. Johannis was wearing blue and white shorts, with the white lying in a slightly curved vertical stripe right up the middle. Ryan’s blazing red hair and pale skin was set off by a shamrock-green brief with side clips, and his hand kept wandering down there to fiddle with the clips suggestively. Steve and Jim had on matching pride-patterned speedos. Daniel glanced down complacently at his own shorts, now bulging enticingly. He taken a pair of standard Hawaiian-patterned board shorts and had them cut down to crotch length, then fitted with angled hems so the bottom edges pointed in a vee right at his package. The tool there was making a decided lump in the front of his shorts, not surprising after he’d been taking such a detailed inventory of his troupe of models. He stood up and dived into the pool, urgently needing to cool himself off a bit. After that swim, Daniel laid back flat on his lounge and let himself drift off into dreamland. He was woken by a hand shaking him, and a voice calling his name. He came back into waking life to find Laszlo leaning over him, one hand on his shoulder, and the crotch of his speedo bulging. Daniel guessed that Laszlo had been staring at him for a few minutes, and perhaps rubbing himself, before he’d finally acted to wake up the boss. “Daniel. Hey, Daniel.” “Umm?” “Sun’s going down and we’re all heading inside to get ready for dinner. Join us?” “Yeah.” He swung his legs around, planted his feet on the ground, and looked up to see all these prime slabs of muscle from his company staring him in the face. Shaking himself fully awake, he stood up, slapped a high five with two or three of his cast, and they headed back into the hotel. Dinner was a friendly, funny meal, with people teasing each other over things that had happened during the last week, both at the awards party and during the filming sessions. As always, for the night before a shoot, Daniel kept himself down to just one glass of wine, and then ran on Perrier for the rest of the evening. Steve and Jim sat with him and got him laughing with Jim’s story of how Steve, as Rod Rammer, had first gotten to know him -- Perrier played a role in that tale too. On Friday, the entire crew and cast assembled in the filming suite. The guys helped each other with little last minute details. No showers were taken. Daniel knew that with this many men, the showers would take up most of the filming day, so everyone had been given strict instructions to shower in their own suites before coming up to the penthouse. Once the men were all in position, Will and Eddie turned on the lights and cameras, and Eddie then called “action.” Johannis and Ryan were quickly locked in a passionate embrace. Paulo was already pushing Miguel’s face downwards towards his bulge. Rod was holding Laszlo close in his arms while he slid his hands downwards to cup those enticing cheeks. Daniel was standing over against the wall, watching Paulo and Miguel and squeezing his own bulge as he watched. The scene heated up rapidly. Johannis quickly pushed Ryan down onto his back on some cushions, coming down on top of him and stroking and licking his body all over. Ryan, in his typical fashion, was already twisting around like a snake under the Icelandic stud and moaning up a storm. Eddie had moved in a circle around Rod and Laszlo, letting his camera watch the two of them playing with each other’s asses. For the viewer, it would be anyone’s guess which of the two was going to fuck and which one would get fucked. There was no guesswork involved in the third pairing. Paulo had both hands clamped onto the back of Miguel’s head and was steadily pumping his erect cock in and out of Miguel’s mouth. It was easy to see that Miguel was finding Paulo’s tool a challenge, but he kept on giving his best shot at deep-throating the Brazilian stud. Now Daniel worked around and got down on the floor, starting to eat at Miguel’s ass while Miguel was busy at the other end. Meanwhile, Johannis had begun eating out Ryan’s ass, and that left Ryan’s mouth free to take a first go at Daniel’s tool, the famous Hawaiian Nine, since he found it conveniently close to his eager mouth. Ryan had gotten that cock entirely into his mouth when Johannis planted his cock against Ryan’s hole and began to push. The cute Irish twink opened up and let him in. Now there were five guys locked together in a chain of fucking, sucking, and ass eating. Soon enough, Paulo got Miguel to turn around and bend over, and Paulo changed places with Daniel, letting Daniel have the cock while he worked his erect tool into Miguel’s tight hole. The scene kept evolving and changing, with almost as many changes of partners as a country square dance. After another half an hour of steady fucking and sucking and rimming, Paulo had moved on to have a go at Laszlo, while Daniel had found Miguel’s cute little ass close at hand and well opened up, so he slid right in and began to pound. Johannis had shifted over to Rod and took a first turn at his ass, while Rod himself had begun fucking Ryan. All of the guys had already cum once and were still rock-hard and winding up to another epic blast-off. This time, Rod was the first one to gasp that he was going to cum. Johannis started to pull out, but Rod reached back and pulled him in deeper, yelling, “No! Pound me, stud!” Johannis responded with a will and that was all that was needed to send Rod Rammer over the edge, his legendary eleven-incher quivering and pulsating as he delivered a healthy blast of his jizz inside Ryan’s fuck tunnel. As soon as Rod’s hole began spasming from the cum shots, Johannis drove harder and faster and fired off inside the famous porn stud. Both men pulled out while they were still cumming, and added several spurts across Ryan’s ass cheeks, which looked good enough to lick. The noisy soundtrack of their orgasms gave Paulo the impetus to drive deeper and harder into Laszlo, who quivered, yelled, “Oh, fuck,” and shot six huge squirts of cum onto his face, chest, and abs as Paulo fired off inside his ass, before pulling out and adding a cream garnish across Laszlo’s sexy body. That left Daniel, who was driving Miguel into a quivering mass of bottom joy, thrusting his thick cock all the way down into the Mexican’s spasming butt over and over. Suddenly, Miguel forced his ass up, and blasted bolts of cum onto the floor under him before collapsing flat on his face. Daniel followed him down, slamming harder and harder until his cock began to jerk. He yanked out, shot some cream across Miguel’s milk-chocolate coloured ass, drove back in and pumped some more cum inside that beautiful hole, and then pulled out again and shot two more jets across his ass before letting the rest slowly drizzle out as he wiped his dick across those brown cheeks. After a few more seconds, Will announced, “Cameras off,” and all seven of them sprawled out on the floor, gasping for air. The action had certainly been intense. Eddie walked over to where Paulo and Laszlo were lying side by side, grinned down at them, and said, “See what I mean about the time out, guys?” Paulo, too tired even to speak, only nodded. Laszlo gasped, “I’ve never cum like that before. Yeah, it’s intense, but it’s still fucking unfair!” Across the room, Daniel chuckled. After taking a quick look at some of the footage, Daniel was thrilled and knew that he had another epic, award-winning film on his hands. That night, he treated the whole company to dinner in a gourmet restaurant along the street from the hotel. With the limits off, it was a rowdy, raucous party. The next day, the gang all enjoyed a last day of sun at the pool and beach, while Daniel sat inside with Will and Eddie, going through all the footage to make sure there weren’t any bad spots they would need to patch up before flying back to L.A. When they finally appeared on the beach at 4:45, they endured a lot of ribbing from the others about what they had really been doing all day. Before that, the teasing had all centred on Johannis and Miguel who were now behaving exactly like a married couple. Daniel just smiled and waved the teasing off. Truth be told, though, he had fucked both of the camera guys by way of a breather during the afternoon, before dumping yet another load inside Will’s compliant ass. On Sunday morning, during the flight back home, most of the guys were dozing or outright sleeping in their individual bed-cubicles. Daniel blessed his good fortune in having attracted a backer who was both well-stocked with money and intensely turned on by the thought of being fucked by famous porn tops. The bonus of this multi-millionaire buying first-class tickets for everyone wasn’t lost on Daniel, or on any of the rest of the cast. Several of them had never flown first class before, let alone actually flying at all. The spectacle of all these prime slabs of man flesh lying back and sleeping all over the cabin was also causing a bit of a stir among the flight attendants, two of whom were plainly attracted to the bigger guys present. One of them all but rubbed his firm chest across Daniel’s face when leaning across “to refill your coffee.” A couple of the members of the team, though, were watching Daniel carefully. Lianne was one of them. She’d handled the business end of Daniel’s venture ever since he’d set it up, and she knew his mind and moods probably better than anyone else there. She flagged down Laszlo as he walked by towards the washroom, then beckoned him to lean down for a second. “Laszlo, you notice anything about Daniel today?” Laszlo glanced at him for a moment. “Yeah,” he murmured back. “He looks kind of antsy.” “That’s what I thought. Antsy, and a bit worried with it. And that makes me worried. Can you maybe talk to him, see if you can find out what’s eating at him?” “Me? Why me, Lianne?” “Because this is personal. I can’t ask, he’ll just think I want to talk contracts and video rights. And I’m asking you because he seems more comfortable with you than with some of the others, more laid back and less defensive. I think you might be able to get him to talk.” Laszlo sighed. “Well, I can try.” His effort didn’t go very far. Daniel did, however, unbend enough to say, “It’s not something I can really talk about here. But there’s something else, something I’d like to discuss with you in some detail. Can you swing by my office on Wednesday at, let’s say, 3:30 in the afternoon?" “No problem,” Laszlo replied. He was a bit chagrined, but he hadn’t been shut down outright and maybe he could get under the surface of Daniel’s nerves at that time. Daniel and Laszlo both entered the appointment in their phones, and Laszlo went back to his seat. He’d report to Lianne later, during the long stopover at New York JFK, but for now he just wanted to sleep.

We have the same thinking. LOL. I saved my pennies and bought a portable massage table, a FT rim chair and I installed a sling in my basement (125 year old house.. nice effect with the heavy beams in the basement). I'm happy to travel for a fun, open minded kinky session, but I have some interesting 'toys' here to lure friends in for a night of piggy debauchery. The angle(s) you can get with a sling can be endless. Higher, lower for the top is quick and easy and he gets to stand flat on the ground. I have found this puts me in a comfortable stance, no pressure, just able to concentrate on sliding my cock into that ass in front of me. When I bottom in the sling, I make sure my ass is hanging off the edge of the sling. I find it really spreads my lets wider, thus my hole gapes more. It is still comfortable for me because my weight is on my back and legs are supported in the stirrups. For added fun I found a thick nylon dog leash at the "Dollarama" store and was able to use two carabineers to clip the nylon leash from chain-to-chain about 2 feet above the bottom's head. When 'digging-in-deeper' with the bottom, I plant my feet solid, grab the nylon leash and start to pull it towards me... Result is the entire sling starts to come back ONTO my cock and impales the bottom slowly and deeply. Can also be used for a hard fuck it the both parties are into that. The other nice addition to a sling fuck is a leather harness on the bottom. If he is sitting correctly in the sling, and uses his hands on the chains beside his ass, the top can put the leather harness to work and pull the hole towards him while at the same time pushing his cock up hard into the bottom. I have a top buddy who likes to start out slow and work up to a rough pounding fuck with some good ass slapping. I know he is getting ready to really throw a hard fuck into me and dump his load when he takes hole of the harness. He uses the sling, the harness, his stance and my opening hole to drive a hot load in there. He LOVES fucking in the sling (so do I !!!). I like the ideas I am reading here on changing chains. A buddy of mine is in a condo with a portable sling and he bought the nylon 'ties' that are used to tie down loads. They are pretty quick and easy to adjust and can handle a big load of weight. VERY quiet as well. I might try those out for variety. The rim chair is always a fun topic for guys into rimming (obviously) and ass play. I have a very flexible vers buddy who loves to eat my hole from under the rim chair and work it with his tongue and fingers. Because he is flexible, I lean forward and put a pillow under his lower back, then fold his legs towards me. He has a nice big, thick uncut cock and I am able to suck his cock while I sit on his face on the rim chair. If you get a chance... try one out!! I made my first rim chair from a toilet seat and 4 strong table legs. Drilled the chair (be sure to countersink the bolt-heads or you will get pinched and it hurts!!). Pre-drilled the table legs, and screwed in the bolts from the top of the chair. VERY rudimentary, but only cost me about $30. Not very adjustable... but after a few sessions, it confirmed that I wanted a good steel rim chair. So, I spent the bucks. EVERYONE who has been on EITHER side of the rim chair has loved it. Your hole really opens up nicely when you are adjusted to the right height. Not much to say about the massage table, other than it is quickly adjustable for height. So, 45 seconds later, same comfortable footing as the sling. The bottom can lie flat and take it doggy, or lie doggy on the corners (a great position IMHO) or classic, on the back with the ass on the edge of the table and top walks up and fucks a hot load. Thanks for the great ideas guys!!

Because they are the inheritors of an active fascist culture historically which is based on a particular religious and social interpretation and which was explicitly racist and homophobic, resulting in a social hierarchy that supported those interpretations. The conservative/R flag-bearers are actually fully Nazi at least on LGBTQ positions. This active fascist culture *HAS* been changing slowly over time, mostly after the 1950's (wrt racism) and after around 1983 wrt LGBTQ issues. The active fascist culture is in conflict with the highest ideals of the US and often with it's laws (which was why racism could be legally confronted and to a lesser extent why LGBTQ issues could also be confronted over time) and is in conflict with at least 1/3 of the population which harbors somewhat or actual progressive positions.

Feels like there is a middle ground. I mean if the guy I’m fucking is clearly struggling like hell and he asked to stop, of course. It’s a a shame but sometimes it doesn’t work for whatever reason. Some anatomies just don’t suit my straight rock hard bone well, and maybe that day I was a bit too horny. It happens. If the bottom, though, has a death grip on his cock and clearly is trying to get off and I tell him to wait, and he cums anyway. Well then I’m keeping on fucking him whether he likes it or not (within reason, but it’s never been a problem). Ya it can be less fun after you cum to have your guts pounded and rearranged, sorry bite down and cope for a bit. I’ll do my best to fill ya up soon enough. 😉

Cumunion Philly, 17 June Got to Club Philly around 11 pm. I was almost immediately surrounded by several older men, sucked their dicks, one of them fucked me three or more times over the next two hours. But not much more action. I was a bit bummed at one point and once I got a room stayed there for a while. However as soon as I left the room I was fucked at least three times. So while slow, I did get fucked at least six times Sat-Sunday. In the end I was ass up in my room - a 6'3 Black guy who was leaving came in , I starting sucking his thick dick, 7.5-8". He got me ass up on all fours and started pounding me with me rocking my ass back to meet his strokes. That was a hot fuck. He came in my ass and I sucked his dick after he came in me. Later in the dungeon a guy tried to mount me on the fuck bench but he couldn't get his dick in (my hole is very tight). He asked me if I had a room, we went back to it and he was able to get his dick up my ass in a kind of pretzel position. His dick was shorter and I couldn't move my ass much to meet his dick. This was also a nice fuck and he also came in my ass. So two definite loads in my ass.

Finally got to host the oft delayed orgy I have been planning for months. Always seemed to have something come up, or too many guys couldn't make it. Started at 9PM on Friday, but most people started arriving earlier which was fine. Gave everyone a chance to mess around a little and be ready to go when it started. It ended up being a total of 17 guys, 9 college bois, 2 guys mid/late 20s, 5 daddies, and me. This was the first orgy for my 19yo twink fuck buddy to fully participate in and I had him come over early because I wanted to make sure he knew he was going to be very popular and probably get fuck by just about everyone at some point. He just laughed that is why he came. I'm so proud he has turned into a total bareback slut. I took at least 7 loads and probably a few more. The twink got fucked by everyone at least once, but me and one college guy who only tops daddies. (No idea why, just his thing I guess.) A couple of guy tried to DP him, but he had to call it off. I think if they had been a little smaller they probably could have done it, but both guys were very big. The orgy lasted until around 5AM when everyone but the twink left. Both of us had our assholes very loaded and still horned up and since I hadn't fucked him yet, we had to go at it. We spent the next hour making love before getting some sleep. I'm glad his girlfriend is away for the summer so he is all mine until then. I'll go into more details on another thread.

So I guess we went on a less busy weekend but I thought it was great. Walked through the “cruising area” greens a few times in the daylight and it was completely empty, but the people who stay there regularly said that was more about the quiet weekend than a normal thing. Spent the day mostly hanging out at the pool and walking through the camping areas—the people in what they call “perms” were super friendly and welcoming, but those who were new or there for a weekend were a little more standoffish. At night there’s a huge campfire and that’s where the sex happened—as a dance party and drinking is going on in the front, there’s a bunch of fucking and sucking in the back where gloryholes and benches are set up. That part was awesome—there was a line of six people waiting to fuck my partner while a crowd watched; I was busy fucking another bottom lying right next to him.

I’m a piercer at a tattoo shop and I have hooked up with few of my clients while they were in my chair. Yesterday being one of those days. I was the only one there and right as I was closing this black guy and his Spanish friend came in to get their nipples pierced. I pierced them while riding their dicks and got fucked some more after 🙂

Hi Fellas, what you are about to read is a honest true story. I normally wouldn't tell it because the other person involved is a private person and a family member, but after he read some of the other stories here he gave me permission to tell it so we can see what other readers would think. I hope you enjoy. I've known Jim since i was about 11, he and my older brother are ex-gang members from the same gang. He was always around my house and was like another member of the family. Both him and my brother went to prison for a crime they committed together, while they were locked up they both vowed to change their lives and when they got out they got their shit together. My brother went to school and now works in the medical field and Jim (whose nickname is Joker) also went to school and is now the property manager for the apartment complex he lives in. While in prison my step-sister started to write him and when he got out they got married and he stepped up to help her raise her two kids she had with another man. That was about 10 years ago, and he still looks the same to this day. 6'1 240 all lean and very defined muscle, he looks like a featherweight ufc fighter. He's mixed black & white and is very light skinned and covered with tattoos. Him and I are close like brothers, we joke around and respect one another, he knows A LOT about me and looks after me like a good older brother should (lol). When I came out to my family as a teenager, he was the only one of my brother's gang friends who didn't give me hell over it, he treated me as if it didn't matter. Him and I started having sex together last year right before my 29th birthday. It was 11 am, the kids were at school and my sister was working a double. He called me and asked if I could go get him some weed from the medical dispensary since I have a prescription and he doesn't. I told him that I just went and he could come get what I have and I'll go get more later. As a rule I never wear clothes in my home ever, and as another rule I make anyone who comes to my home strip as soon as they pass the door...no matter what and I have my reasons. There are a few people who are an exception to the rule and Jim is one of them but dont hide my own nudity from no one not even family, so he wasnt surprised when I opened the door buck-naked with a half hard cock. I gave him the weed and brought him a beer and we chatted a bit. He asked what I was up to and I told him that a friend was coming over to eat me out and fuck me because he had the day off. He grinned at me but didnt say anything, then out of no where he asked if I have enough "favors" to have good time. I stared at him wide-eyed in shock, im very open and honest about my sex life with him and other members of my family but I keep my usage of drugs very VERY private from family. He saw the shock on my face and read my mind, he told me that he was dealing on the side, and had a really good feeling that I partied and then said if I kept his secret from the family that he would keep mine. Finally coming out of shock I told him mum was the word. He pulled out his stash asked for my pipe, he loaded it and we started smoking. We blew fat clouds and talked as the time passed unnoticed when I finally got a text saying that my fuck buddy was here, normally in booty call situations Jim would leave right before but this time he made no move to leave. I'm far from shy and get off by fucking in front of others so I told him he could stay if he wanted and that I would play in the living room and he could hide out in the bedroom if he wanted, all he said was "cool" and put the pipe to his lips. My fuck buddy stripped naked as soon as he stepped in and closed the door, he knows the rules. We walked in the living and he was surprised and a little nervous to see Jim sitting on the couch, I understood his nervousness because Jim comes off very intimidating to those who dont know him. I introduced them to each other and Jim passed him the pipe as we sat down and got comfortable. My buddy asked how we knew each other and Jim who is normally quite in front of people he's just met spoke before I did and told him that he was my brother-in-law and married to my sister, he then told my buddy to smoke up so he could catch up to where we were at. Still a bit shocked but very turned on about where this might go, I did what I normally do so I turned on my big screen tv and pressed play on the bareback porn I was watching earlier, I then opened my laptop and put porn on there as well. Jim loaded the pipe again as I went down on and started sucking my fuck buddy. I sucked and slurped on his dick while him and Jim passed the pipe back and forth. My fuck buddy got into the scene and flipped me over and shoved his tongue in my ass and tongue fucked my hole like he never had before, Jim picked up my laptop and said he wanted to watch straight porn, I barely even heard him because I was moaning so loud. I totally zoned out and forgot Jim was there as my buddy lifted my legs and slid his cock in my ass. Me being a black guy, I love getting fucked my white raw cock, most of the time its the black guy fucking the white bottom so its a surprise when white guys see a masculine black man who wants to be fucked by them, they really get into it. He pounded my hole for about 20 minutes before he dumped his hot load far up my ass. I sucked my juices off his dick before I took another hit of the pipe and sat up to catch my breath. I finally came back from the post sex haze and remembered my brother-in-law was still in the room, I looked over and saw him with his hands in his shorts slowly stroking a pretty large hard on, he kept glancing between us and the girl getting pounded on the laptop. My fuck buddy got dressed, said by to Jim and I walked him to the door, when I came back into the living room Jim was taking a really big hit of the pipe, I had to admit to myself that his tina was really good. I laid back on the couch with a happy-high grin on my face and played with my cummy hole and watched the porn on the tv. Jim passed me the pipe with a grin on his face and asked if I had fun, I laughed and said "hell yeah, he filled me up good". he looked down at me playing with my hole and said that he was surprised that he didnt use a condom, I told him that I would never get fucked with a condom because there was no better feeling in the world then the feeling of someone dumping a load in you. He chatted some more, me still playing with my hole and him still stroking his dick in his shorts. We started talking about this different sexual things we like to do, when I told him that I have an obsession with sucking dick and would dare anyone to find someone who could do it better, he admitted to me that he let a couple guys suck his dick while he was prison and just recently got into swinging. I asked him if prison was the only he let a guy blow him and he said yes. I've seduced my share of straight guys so I decided to take the lead and see where it got me only hoping it would be weird after. It was starting to get hot but I decided not to turn on the air conditioner, I told him to stop being shy and get more comfortable before he started to sweat all over my furniture. He pulled off his shoes and shorts then took off his shirt only leaving on his ankle socks and boxers, I joked with him that his bulge was huge and that he must make my sister happy with it and he joked that his dick was the only reason she married him. I finally pushed away my last bit of nerve and asked him if I could see it, he grinned at me and pulled his boxers off. When I seen it my mouth instantly started to water and my ass hole twitched...he was 9 inches cut, nicely thick with a mushroom head and a heavy set of balls, I couldn't stop staring at it all I could do was say "wow", he laughed and took another hit of the pipe. The meth in my system was starting to peak and my already low inhibitions were completely lost, as he was still hitting the pipe I leaned over and took his dick into my mouth without caring about the consequences. I sucked on the head then slid it down until it was in my throat and back up again. I felt his legs relax and tasted his pre-cum starting to leak, grabbed and squeezed the base of his massive dick and swirled my tongue back up to the tip, he moaned and whispered "fuuucckk". I sat back on the couch and wiped the spit from my lips, i looked at him and said "sorry, I just couldn't help it". He laughed and admitted that after watching me and my fuck buddy go at it, he was wondering if it suck him too, I told him that I would suck his dick day or night and he could fuck me too if he wanted. He pulled out his stash and asked if I had the stuff to do hot-rails, I did and handed it to him, he made out four long fat lines and did the first two and sat back glassy eyed. I did my two lines and laid back as the tina worked its way through me, when it reached my asshole I spread my legs and started to finger my hole again. Jim said that my hole looked juicy, I said that it was and cum was the perfect lube. I felt him start to rub his fingers around my hole, I moaned and started stroking my cock. He slowly pushed two fingers inside me and said it was hot, I told him he could add another finger so he did. I was really getting into it and my hole was relaxing, I told him to add another finger, he looked at me surprised and said "wont that hurt", I told him ive had bigger and longer in me before and just to go slow at first. He stared with jaw hanging open and my hole swallowed his for fingers, after a few moments i told him to "please put your dick in me", he pulled his hand out my ass and it was covered with my fuck buddies cum deposit. His instincts took over, he smeared my cummy ass juice all over his dick and slide it all the way in until he was balls deep. We both swore in pleasure as he began to work my hole over. I have a filthy pig mouth when im spun high and a raw dick is in my ass, its like my mouth has a mind of its own. I kept chanting to give me his dick and that it was hot being fucked his dick knowing that it was the same one that fucks my sister, he must of liked hearing that because flipped me on my stomach, mounted me and started to pound me through the couch. Again my dirty mouth took over and I told him not to stop until he emptied his nuts inside me and that since we were family he was meant to give me his dick and hot load. With that he screamed "fuck yeah" and slammed one final thrust into me and emptied the contents of his balls into me. When we came down from our sex haze I got up and turned the air conditioner on and got us both something to drink, I was a little nervous that he was going to freak out and leave, but when I walked back in the living room he was laid back with his feet up on the coffee table stroking his half hard cock. He said that was the craziest this he has done and I told him I had done crazier, that I was a cum-crazed maniac that likes to get it from anyone, anywhere and that I didn't mind supplying chems and other goodies if it meant I could have a good naked time. He asked me to tell him about some of the stuff i like to get into, his dick got hard again as I told him how slept with truckers at cruise spots, how ive picked up guys who wanted to party and told him if they bring a friend and the chems will be free on me. I also told him how my favorite was to pick up homeless guys or sketchy tweakers, offer to bring them home so they can shower and clean up and have a beer or something to eat, and offer to get them high if they get naked and have a bit of fun. There was nothing funnier and entertaining then meeting a guy and his girl friend, smoking them up and helping them out, and later on when the guy is broke again and jonesing for T real back they come back to me behind their girlfriend's back and offer to do whatever if I got them high and of course I oblige. I'm not a dealer but im a heavy user and i like to get other people spun with me, but its not for nothing, I gotta get something out of it and nudity, hard cock and cum is perfect trade. Jim was rock fucking hard and said that he meets all types of people that he sells to that would fuck around but he never got into it because he didnt know them enough, he said it all sounds sketchy and very hot and that we should be partners in crime. The good thing about tina sometimes is that it blocks your inhibitions and allows you to say out loud the things you are thinking sometimes without realizing you are saying them, so when he said he wanted join me sometimes on my sexcipades I knew it was really on his mind. We fucked two more times before he had to go home and sober up a bit before the kids got home from school. I was naked and walking funny when I walked him to the door, he laughed at me but asked if I was ok, I told him I was perfect and that it was one of the best fucks ive had. I joked that I needed to be careful because im already becoming addicted to his body, he said that since he usually stops by multiple times a week to hang out, that I can expect dick from him from now on. After he left I took a shower and relived the passed two hours, I couldnt get over how in a matter of a short time how things with my brother-in-law had changed, I then mentally kicked myself that I didnt think to switch on the web cams that I have secretly well hidden to capture the family fuck session. end of pt 1 ( a lot more to cum ) (Notes: As I was writing this Jim was sitting next to me and getting his dick sucked by one of his regular customers; a str8 skater guy who has his girlfriend drive him over and wait in the car while he picks up their sack of T)

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I got divorced during pandemic. As soon as I could I started to put my dick and fist in every willing hole I could find. Most of them were well stretched.

I work in a prison/jail system lots of guys go gay for the stay then straight at the gate!😂

Every time you make a comment you just prove how ignorant you are. THERE IS NO LGB WITHOUT THE T!! NO ONE said you had to date or have sex with a trans person. And claiming that giving trans kids gender affirming care is not irreversible is a debunked falsehood. Hormone/Puberty blockers are completely reversible ALL YOU DO IS STOP TAKING THEM and BAM puberty hits. these have been used for decades and is nothing new. You call yourself an "independent" but all that is is code for republican. And you MADAM are definitely a MAGAt at best. Which is the worst of humanity, there is no place in America or the LGBTQ+ community for your kind

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I love grandpa porn. But only if the old guy is fucking someone younger. Takes me back to my youth when I was constantly going home with old guys. Loved them! Still do! Not into porn where young guys fuck old guys though. To each their own. 😁

Chapter 16: Breed Me Hard! After Marc pulled out, I cleaned his cock, and he ate his load from my ass, snowballing it with me. We continued our conversation which was Inturpted by his need to breed. I explained to Marc that my step dad was very caring, and that he was open in letting me decide if I wanted him to poz me. It was a true connection between us. Both romantic and piggy at times. Marc said he loved that connection. I told him deep down, I knew my step dad wanted to poz me, and later learned that my real dad also had that desire. Marc told me he'd be honored to have me his gifter, just like I was honored to have my step dad be my gifter. I told Marc it was simply his choice. I didn't tell him that I had hoped for him to be my first son. As I thought about it, I f Marc decided he didn't want to become poz, id still breed him if he was on Prep. Deep down I however saw the fire in his eyes knowing he would let me gift him. It could be sooner, it could be later. Marc then looked at me and said breed me again. He said he didn't want it to be romantic as he wanted to see the piggy side of me. And he got it! I picked him off of the bed, slapped his face and then spit on his face. I noticed a necktie hanging in his closet, and grabbed it, tying his hands together, and throwing him ass up of the bed. I grabbed a bottle of poppers, taking several deep hits before sticking my finger up his ass, making sure that my fingernails were scratching the inside of his ass. Marc had never verbally committed to me pozzing him, but his actions said yes to me. I looked around to see if there was a visible toothbrush, however I didn't see one. Probably a good thing as at that point I would have brushed him hard. I thrust my dry cock in him in one strong thrust, making him yelp out in pain. The only lube was a small amount of blood from me fingering him. I didn't let him adjust to my cock. He got long hard strokes, with me pulling completely out on each one. I made him repeatedly tell me that he wanted my toxic seed. There was no hesitation in his voice. The more often he said it, the harder I pounded his negative ass. I fucked him for a good 15-20 minutes before I felt my nutsack pulling up, and then my cock starting to pulse inside his eager ass. This time the load went in shallow so that my poison could seep into his torn ass lining. I pulled a butt plug from the desk, and jammed it up his hole so my seed could simmer inside of him. Marc just laid there like a limp doll, with me on top of him. Our session was one of the most intense I've ever had with anyone. I untied Marc's hands, and we cuddled each other until our sweaty bodies simply fell asleep. No words were spoken. They didn't need to be, as the smiles on our face simply said it all.

I had today off so decided to take as many anon loads as I could find starting at around 3 this afternoon. I'm definitely a no loads refused anon cumdumpster type, so headed to Sniffies and BBRT to find whatever I could find. Never saw any of them. My setup is right inside my front door, towel on the ground, hand towel beside that with lube and poppers on it. I ask the guys to give me a five minute warning as their approaching and then get on the towel, face down, ass up and put my blind fold on. The guys walk in, find me there in the mostly dark hallway, and either completely take off their pants/clothes or just unzip their pants/shorts enough to fuck me. Some spit and shove, others use a bit of love. Some of them notice that I've already got loads in there so just shove in dry. Today, in 6 hours, I took 11 anon loads at home. Never saw a single guy, only saw a few pictures of the dicks online before they were breeding me. Like I said, no loads refused so as long as they were willing to show up, I took their load. Just by feeling I could tell I had some olders and younger dudes, some fit dudes, some unift dudes. Fucking loved every one. I've done this a few times now (though not 11 loads, more like 4-6) and I've figured out how to time it between guys if you happen to have two that want to come at the same time. It takes a max of 10 minutes for dudes to show up, get their dicks out, and shoot their loads and often times it's under 5 minutes. I fucking love it when dudes barely pull down their pants and dump their load super fast - makes me feel like more of a cumdump, Great day

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Chapter 13: Poz Me! We spent the remainder of the afternoon cuddling in bed, and sobering up. We fell asleep in each other's arms feeling much better. Although Marc's cock was hard, and against my ass as we awoke, we didn't fuck. He suggested we go grab some wings for dinner. Once again the restaurant was pretty bare, but we grabbed a table away from others so we could talk if Marc wanted to. I had decided not to start any conversations and let Marc be the one to start them. He started off with a doozy asking if i would breed him tonight. I reminded him that my seed was potent, and I wasn't there to infect him. I hated lying to him, as my ultimate goal was for him to be my first conversion. I knew i would ultimately get him to agree to it, but never thought he would be willing so soon. Marc told me that since he knew his roomie was leaving, he saw a doctor and just started Prep. He said it had only been like a week, so not effective yet, but his doctor had told him about PEP. He then said that in fact he had used PEP before and still had some. He then shyly said that his doctor was not only gay, but poz and he had the most amazing anal exam from him. I was shocked and said I thought he had never taken a raw load up his ass, and he wanted me to be the first. He apologized saying that he was in his sexual awakening, and that i was right, once you go bare, you don't go back. I told Marc I had no hard feelings, and that I too had sex with my doctor, and although I had been fucked on various types of fuck benches and in slings, there's nothing quite like being fucked on an exam table with your legs in the stirrups! Marc looked around to see if it was safe, and planted a big kiss on me. By now we were both hard, and Marc said he wished he could bend over the table and get fucked right now. I suggested we head to the bathroom and relieve our tensions. Marc said he was afraid to fuck in a stall, but he'd love to be a urinal for me. What a pig he had become! I figured we'd go into a stall and I'd feed him my piss, but Marc grabbed me by the hand, and kneeled in front of a urinal instead. We quickly finished our dinner. Both of our cocks were rock hard the entire time knowing shortly I would be seeding Marc with my toxic seed. We were seated next to each other as Marc started rubbing my cock, and told me how much he wanted my seed in him. I told Marc I felt the same, but conversion is not always that easy. He said he wanted me to keep breeding him until I gifted him.

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It's an extra special feeling getting bred by someone with a wedding band on. One of my favourite "moves" is to deliberately take a married guys hand and suck down his finger so the ring goes into my mouth. It's like, yeah, I know you're cheating and it makes me want your raw cock inside me even more.

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Chapter 4b: Eduardo, Cont’d Before I know it, Eduardo is back. And he’s carrying a mason jar full of something. My face scrunches up in confusion because that’s about the last thing I expected to see today. But I look closer and notice the cloudy white complexion of the jar’s contents. My eyes bulge. I nearly start hyperventilating. I look from the jar to Eduardo’s face and back again several times as I increase the pace of my self-fisting. I start making whimpering sounds, hoping I’m right about what’s about to happen. “You look like you recognize what’s in here,” Eduardo says. “Do you know what this is?” I’m so blitzed-out and excited that I have to look back and forth between him and the jar a couple more times before my brain reconnects with words. “Cum? Is that full of cum?” Eduardo smiles from ear to ear. “I knew you’d know, you fucking slut. Yeah, this jar is full of my cum. I’ve been saving it for you.” I moan, pleadingly. My legs spread and contract as I push my fist deeper into me. I gasp and moan again. Eduardo keeps talking. “Fuck, you’re so hot like this. I can’t believe how desperate you are. Anyway,” Eduardo says. “This is about a month’s worth of loads from me. Any time I wasn’t fucking some other guy, my cum went in this jar, and it’s all for you.” I whimper again. This is the most desperate craving I have ever felt. Never before has someone held a collection of his own cum in front of me and teased me with it, hinting it was about to go inside me. I can’t contain my excitement, wiggling around looking frantic and trying to figure out what to do next. All I know is that I want that cum deep inside my hole. All of it. To my relief, Eduardo helps me out. “God damn, look how desperate you are. You want this inside you, don’t you, you fucking slut?” I say yes amid some more moans and whimpers. “You want it inside your ass, don’t you?” More noises. Another yes. “And then what?” he asks. When he doesn’t get an answer—I don’t know what he expects me to say—he continues. “What should I put inside you after I pour all this cum into your hole?” I whimper again at the thought. “You want me to use my fist to push it deeper inside you?” My whimpering turns to a growl. “You want my hand, coated in a month’s worth of cum, to slide so far into you that I fill your second hole with my collected spunk?” At that point, I’m basically squirming out of my own skin. I’m so worked up, my body can’t keep control of its energy. I’m twisting and writhing, looking for a clue as to what I need to do to make my dreams into a reality. My brain short-circuits, and I go back to whimpering. I know what I want, but I don’t know how to get there. I look back at Eduardo, a helpless pleading crossing on my face. “Please?” is the only thing I can think of to say. Eduardo takes control and gives me clear instructions. “Go find your biggest Pig Hole toy and bring it to me. Then get in the sling. Okay? Pig Hole, then sling. Go.” He knows how to keep his instructions simple for my spun-out brain. I start repeating “pig hole, then sling” over and over. I don’t know if it’s just in my head, if I’m mouthing the words, too, or if I’m saying them out loud each time. I don’t care. I know what I need, and I need his cum inside me. All of it. After a minute of mindless walking about, I find the Pig Hole. I bring it out to the sling, where Eduardo stands ready to help. I hand him the toy, which he takes from me. I climb into the sling and make sure my ass hangs over the edge. “Here,” he says. “Put your poppers beside you. But take a hit first, you slut. I want you totally open for my cum to pour into you.” I fumble with the bottle, almost racing to take the hit, knowing it will bring me closer to my goal more quickly. I replace the cap on the bottle and set it in the sling beside me. I’m ready. I’m ready for the abuse. I’m ready for the rush. I’m ready for the fisting. More than anything, though, I’m ready to be filled up with that jar of cum. I exhale and start to relax and calm down. “Good,” Eduardo says. “Now here’s your Pig Hole. I put lube on it, so it’ll go in nice and easy. I’ll let you put it in cuz I wanna watch that, and I’ll record the video for you.” He pauses for a second while his attention focuses on the phone in his hands. “Okay, go ahead. Stuff that toy inside your hole and open it up for me.” He doesn’t have to tell me twice. I grab the base of the Pig Hole with one hand and use the other to fold up the hollow part so it’s easier to slide inside. I relax my ass, line up the toy, and start to push it in. I surprise myself with how easily it goes inside—I’ve never been this loose before. The base of the toy snaps into place as the widest part slips easily past my sphincter. After a small gasp and grunt, I reach down and stick my fingers into my new silicone-lined chute. I press outward on a couple of spots still folded in, and the entire length of the Pig Hole pops open, gaping open my ass all the way in. “Oh, fuck,” Eduardo says, still recording video. “Look at that hole.” He moves closer and lines up the head of his cock with the opening of my hole. He pushes in a bit but stops once he feels resistance. His cock is too thick to just slide right in to my gaping hole. “I guess I’ll need some lube,” he says. “What do you think?” “Use the cum,” I say. “Please. Use your cum as lube for your cock.” “You’re such a nasty fucker,” Eduardo says. “I love it. That’s exactly what I was thinking. Okay,” he says, grabbing the jar. “Here’s a month’s worth of my cum. It’s about ready to go inside your stretched-out gaping hole. You ready, slut?” “Fuck yeah,” I say. “Pour your loads into me. Please.” I watch as he dribbles a little onto the head of his cock, which drip down from there into my hole because I feel the cool wetness of the spreading semen a few moments later. The delay between what I see and what I feel fascinates me, but only for a second. Because then I realize that my ass is literally being flooded with another man’s sperm, and I start to go nuts. My moaning and grunting blend together into what can only be described as a sound of primal desperation. I grab my butt cheeks with my hands and pull them apart, as though that will somehow help open me up even more. My eyes go wild as I watch more and more creamy liquid pour out of the jar and I feel a growing fullness and heaviness inside my cavernous hole. Eduardo tips the jar upside down and shakes it a bit, ensuring that every last drop has been poured into my greedy hole. When he’s satisfied the jar is empty, he goes to set it aside. I whimper again and reach out my hand to take it from him. “But it’s empty,” he says. “Nuh-uh,” I utter. He gives me the jar, and I reach in with a finger, running it along the inside of the jar, feeling a film of cum transferring to my hand. “Now it’s empty, I say, handing the wiped-clean glass back to him. “Oh fuck, that’s hot,” Eduardo says as he watches and records me licking my finger clean of the residual jizz. “Fuck yeah,” he says. My finger still in my mouth, I close my eyes and moan. “Your cum tastes amazing. I’m so glad it’s all inside me now.” “So now what should I put inside you, you hungry pig?” “Your fist,” I say immediately. “Fist all those loads deeper into me. Please.” “Okay,” he says. “In a second. One more surprise first.” He leans over and picks something up off the nearby table. It’s a small clear baggy. Oh, fuck yes, I think. More. Eduardo smiles at me when he sees my face light up when I realize what he’s doing. “You’ve been such a good bottom that I want to reward you with more than just a month’s worth of my cum. I know that’s all you really need, but I want to see you do more. So I’m going to take this shard here”—he holds up a sizeable chunk of crystal—“and toss it in with my sperm.” Without any more warning or waiting for any confirmation from me, he literally tosses the shard down my gaping hole. Maybe I’m imagining things, but I swear I hear a little splash when it hits the puddle. “That will dissolve in a couple minutes, and when you feel the rush hit, you’ll know you’ve started to absorb all my semen. You’ll know that your next high comes from my cum.” “Oh fuck yes,” I say. I reach down and play with what’s left of my tiny little dicklet, unable to stop myself from trying to at least pretend to jerk off. What he said has turned me on so much. He’s given me a way to feel the spread of his sperm through my body. I’m going to have his cum on my brain when I get even higher in a few minutes. Eduardo stops recording video and sets my phone down. “This might take an extra hand and some concentration. Alright,” he says. “I think we’re done with this Pig Hole. Your natural pig hole will be good enough on its own for what’s coming next.” “Your fist,” I say. “Please.” “Good boy,” Eduardo says. “You’ve been taking notes.” He grabs the Pig Hole with one hand places his other hand on my butt, and begins to slowly pry the toy out of my hole. “Stay open,” he says. “Don’t push any of that cum out. I don’t want you to waste it. Keep your hole wide open and gaping. Stay right like you are. There you go. Good boy. Hold that cum inside you. Just like that. Good. Keep it right there.” And at that, I feel the last of the Pig Hole slide past my ass’s lips. A month of Eduardo’s cum is now churning in a cesspool inside my hole, a drug shard slowly dissolving in its midst. I feel so trashy and so used, almost discarded and tossed aside like the chemicals he tossed into my hole. And that alone is enough to turn me on. I’m in absolute pig heaven. After a moment, my eyes try to focus on reality again. I see Eduardo standing at the bottom of the sling. His hand and forearm are glistening with a fresh coating of lube. And with his other hand, he’s picked up my phone again. It looks like he’s already started recording. I’m about to have him fist a puddle of cum into my guts. I suddenly think of my poppers, and I’m sure my face looks panicked. Eduardo looks a little worried for a second, but once he sees the bottle in my hand and the determined look on my face, he calms down. “That’s right, boy,” he says. “Huff on those poppers and get ready to open wide for my arm.” I want to open up, but I don’t want to zone out, so I take two decent sniffs from the bottle before sealing it and setting it aside. I lean back and exhale. “Do it, man. Shove your fist in my hole. Soak your hand in the puddle of your cum. Push your loads deeper into my hole and watch me swallow your arm with my hole. Come on, man. Give it to me. I need it.” Without another word, Eduardo reaches down and presses his fingertips against my entrance. I offer no resistance, and they slide right past. Within seconds, his entire fist has entered my hole, almost without effort. “Holy fuck,” he says. “That is one hungry hole.” He pushes in a couple inches past his wrist. Then he stops as his face lights up in amazement. “Oh my god,” he says. “I feel it. I can splash around in a puddle of my own cum. Oh my god.” I feel him moving his hand around inside me, and I’d swear I hear gurgling sounds from my gut, almost like indigestion. Then it dawns on me: I’m hearing the sound of cum splashing around inside my body. “Oh holy fuck,” I say. “I can hear you splashing it around. Oh my god, that’s amazing.” We continue like this for a few minutes, both of us lost in wonder, until he brings me back to earth with a question. “Ready for me to go deeper?” he asks. “I don’t feel the shard anywhere, so I think it’s fully dissolved. I think it’s time we spread this cum around and coat your insides with it.” “Fuck yeah, man,” I say. “Push it in.” “But first, I wanna see my cum coating my hand. I’m gonna pull out for just a second, but then I get right back to where I am.” I whimper a bit. “And then go deeper?” “Goddamn, you dirty pig,” he says. “Yeah, after I see my cum-covered hand, I’ll see how deep you can take me.” With that, he starts to pull his hand out of my hole. I feel him rubbing it all along the insides of my hole, not just pulling straight out. I smile. “Uh-huh. You see what I’m doing,” he says. “I’m making sure to coat your insides with my chem-laced cum on my way out of your hole. You’re welcome, you filthy fucking pig.” My only response is a moan. And right as my moan fades, his hand crosses my threshold on the way out of my hole. I grunt, mostly from the sudden feeling of emptiness. Then I look up and see Eduardo moving his fingers together and apart, putting on a show for the camera. The runny, stringy goo drips and oozes around his hand, leaving a webwork of threads between his fingers when he spreads them. It’s almost mesmerizing to watch. “Fuck, that’s gorgeous,” he says. “But I don’t want this dripping anywhere, so let’s see how gorgeous this looks sliding right back inside your hole.” He doesn’t even try to be slow or gentle this time, knowing I’m already stretched pretty far open. He dives right in, going a couple inches deeper than his wrist in a single push. I make a small grunt but that’s it. I’m just glad to get something back inside me. “Deeper,” I say, reminding him of my goal and letting him know I’m ready. “Give me more.” He chuckles. “Oh, okay, I guess,” he says. “But only because you asked so politely, you pig.” Eduardo applies more pressure and continues sliding deeper into my hole. I think he probably expected to get halfway up his forearm because once another two inches past there had disappeared inside me, he starts looking a little worried. “You doing okay?” he asks. “How’s that feel, pig?” “More,” I say, not even looking at him, just concentrating on my breathing and on opening up. He gets a little further, and I feel his upper arm bump against my butt. I’ve made it to the crease in his elbow, but I still feel open and a little empty. I still want more. I grab my bottle of poppers again. I take my time with it, taking four long, slow huffs out of the bottle. I keep my eyes closed, reseal the bottle, set it beside me, reach my hands overhead, and exhale deeply several times. I think I hear Eduardo say “wow” or something. He probably feels my insides relaxing. I exhale one more time, then I open my eyes, stare right into his, and say simply, “More.” I begin to bear down as he realizes I’m serious and begins to apply pressure again. With a grunt and a bit of a yelp, I absorb his entire elbow into my hole. It feels incredible, and with his latest bump starting to kick in as I absorb all the semen being spread through my insides, I feel like I can do anything. “Keep going,” I say. “More.” I lean back and continue to work on my breathing. It’s tough because of the added high, but I’m trying to keep myself physically relaxed and fairly still. My arms move around a bit, trying to find the best way to get leverage, but the rest of me cooperates with my need for calm. I feel him moving further in. This is uncharted territory for both of us, and we treat it rather solemnly—we’re both silent, focused more on the feelings than on being verbal. That, I figure, could come later. For now, my only job is to open up. And that’s exactly what I do. Eduardo’s arm slides a couple more inches into me, so my stretched-out sphincter is wrapped around the middle of his meaty bicep. I’m glad he’s not super-built, but he’s got enough mass there that I felt the extra stretch as his toned muscle slides past the threshold. He holds still at this point, and I think we both feel he’s reached a block. He presses a button on the phone’s screen and sets it aside. “I think this is as far as you’re going to let me in today,” he says, sounding surprisingly serious for all the dirty talk we were doing before. I guess he wants me to know he’s not playing. I return the favor and reply as soberly as I’m capable, considering the unreal conditions. “Yeah, I think so, too. Feels like you hit a wall.” I take a couple breaths. “Honestly, I’m good with that because oh my god.” “Yeah,” Eduardo says. “This is intense. I’ll just stay right here. You take your time and let me know when you’re ready for something to change.” Taking his advice, I lie back and relax, trying to wrap my brain around what’s going on. I can’t, of course, so I just lie there in amazement at how good my whole body feels. Then I get an idea, and a naughty smile crosses my face. Eduardo sees it. “What now? You look like you’re up to something. What are you thinking? Nothing good, I’ll bet.” “We’ll see,” I say. “Can you try something for me? Are you able to flex your bicep without bending your arm? Like, can you flex the muscle by just tensing your arm?” He thinks for a quick second, then smirks back at me. He extends his free arm up so I can see it. “Like this?” he asks. Then I watch as what looks like a beautifully shaped human arm suddenly transforms into a beautifully shaped stone carving. Then just as suddenly, it looks soft and supple again. “Oh my god,” I say. “Your body is gorgeous. Yes, like that. I wonder what that…” But I didn’t get to finish the sentence. I gasp and lift my head to face his, shock running across my features. “Holy fuck!” I say as I see an evil chuckle run across his face. “Oh my god,” I say again, as the sensation fades. “That’s all you did?” And suddenly, I gasp and look shocked once more. “Oh my god, that’s amazing. Holy fuck. It’s like my entire body is a great big prosta—fuck, dude!” The feeling of having a man’s arm buried up to his bicep overwhelmed me enough. Having that large of an intrusion go from soft to solid and back again—and having the girth of his hard muscles expand so suddenly—blew my mind. I couldn’t process anything beyond feeling completely and totally overwhelmed, completely and totally under his control and at his mercy. He can do whatever he wants to me, and I’ll keep begging for more. I start to smile in some kind of hazy bliss, and he flexes one more time, changing my spreading smile to a quick gasp and back again as he releases the tension. “Okay, okay,” I say. “Hold on. Just stay still.” To my relief, Eduardo looks serious. I don’t think he’ll shock me with another flex now. “I’m astonished you made it this far. Alright. Tell me what you need. Out? Hold? What’s best?” Taking stock of my sensations, I make a suggestion. “Just hang on for a second. Lemme get used to you.” After a few moments and many unsuccessful attempts at calming breaths, I continue. “Maybe back out, slowly, to your elbow? Then hold and check again.” “Sounds good. You ready?” I nod. “Or do you need more time?” I shake my head. “Okay,” he says. “Your only job right now is to breathe. Nice and slow, okay?” I nod. And with that, I feel the enormous mass of an entire arm start to move toward the exit of my body. I have to fight the urge to hyperventilate or panic. He gets his elbow out with a grunt from me. He freezes, unsure how I’m managing. Hell, I don’t know how I’m doing, either. I’m basically writhing all over, trying to understand the impossible sensations I’m experiencing. Eventually I get used to this new level of fullness, and with a quick nod from me, we resume the gradual retreat of his arm. I have him pause again at the wrist for just a second, and after a bit, he’s completely out. I feel utterly, completely, hopelessly empty. I almost break down in tears. I have a worried look on my face as my eyes dart around the room in search of a solution. I’m desperate for a solution. Anything I can shove up my hole to satisfy my need. But I can’t come up with any ideas. Seeing nothing and without thinking, I slide one of my own fists back into my hole. I’m amazed by how loose and sloppy it is—I’ve never been this destroyed before, and it feels unbelievable. Eduardo sees my behavior and laughs. “Okay, mister power bottom. Let’s fill you up with an enormous butt plug then spend a few minutes getting me cleaned up and you rehydrated. Sound good?” I continue exploring my hole with my own fist, nodding absently that I half-heard his suggestions. Before I realize what’s happened, Eduardo returns, toweling himself off. He shakes his head with a laugh. “Right where I left you. At least you’re predictable. Okay, come on. Let’s get this plug inside you.” He picks up the huge plug I had in me before, which he has somehow fit inside my Pig Hole toy to add even more girth. “I hope it’s big enough to make a difference,” I say. “Yeah, me too,” he says. “Let’s give it a shot.” He waits for me to remove my hand, then he immediately slides the tip of the plug into my blown-out hole. It slides all the way in easily, right up to the big bump on the Pig Hole, where he pauses for a second. “Breathe,” he says. I do my best to breathe deeply and slowly, and I open up my hole as best I can. I grunt a bit, and I feel the plug lock into place. And I mean lock. I can immediately tell it’s not going anywhere for a while. That thing can’t budge. “You good?” Eduardo asks. “Mmm-hmm,” I reply. I look around mindlessly, pretty much anywhere but at him. I also start grinding my hips, distracted by the changing sensations of the massive plug pressing into different parts of my insides. Eduardo chuckles and shakes his head. “Man, you are blasted. Here, lemme help you down.” He reaches his hands to either side of me, and I lean forward, happy to have the physical contact and the chance to feel him up a bit. He chuckled again. “Goddamn, you’re horny. Okay, here’s your sports drink. Take a seat and drink. I’ll get you another bottle for when you finish that one off.” I take the half-empty bottle he hands me, and I vaguely remember that I started drinking it what now seems like forever ago. I grab a spare puppy training pad and put it on the couch because I don’t know leaky my hole will be, and I collapse into the seat, totally spent. As soon as I’m down, though, my eyes lock on the porn still playing on the screen, and my hands again lock onto my crotch. I resume playing with myself. A moment later, Eduardo comes back, carrying two more bottles of sports drink. “One for you,” he says, handing it to me. “And one for me,” he says, plopping down on the seat beside me. He exhales completely and, for the first time, looks completely spent. “Oh my god, that was incredible. Your hole is amazing.” “Your arm is fucking incredible,” I say, squeezing what’s left of my dick, never taking my eyes off the screen. We spend a long time just sitting there, calming down, and cooling off, with even Eduardo’s attention returning to the porn that’s been playing this whole time. We had been totally ignoring it for the longest time. The stuff going on inside my own body was way hotter than what we saw on the screen. But there’s enough going on right now to hold my attention and keep my eyes occupied while my hands apply pressure to my nub of a penis and the sensitive spot on my perineum. My entire body and all my needs have been reduced to those two spots. The only thing that would be better is to get another person inside my hole again, but catching my breath for a minute does feel good. After a while, Eduardo’s phone lights up with an incoming text. He checks it and grins. “Looks like your friend Joey is looking for some play. Want me to take you over there?” “Yes, please,” I say. Joey is a hot little fucker who enjoys pushing boundaries and encouraging naughty behavior in me. He’ll help me go as far as I want, and he always respects my boundaries. Not that I have any in my current state, but he’s certainly earned a lot of my trust over the years. “Okay,” Eduardo says. “Let’s get you ready. We’re gonna keep that butt plug in you, but you need to be street-legal to get to their place. I need you to go get your favorite jock strap. Make sure it’s clean. Look at me. Get a fresh jockstrap. Go.” I head to my bedroom, rummage through my dresser, and find my favorite one. It’s small and simple and keeps the attention where I want it: on my hole. It also has an elastic cock ring built in, so I’ll be less likely to play with myself, since the jock will take care of the squeezing. Satisfied, I go back to Eduardo. “Oh, perfect. I like you in that one. Okay, put that on.” He helps me balance as I struggle to focus on getting my legs through the straps, and it takes a second to get my balls through the cock ring, but then I’m all set. “And here are the basketball shorts and tank top that were in a pile on the floor. I’m assuming they’re yours.” I stare at them blankly, trying to remember. Were those mine? Had I worn them recently? “And I’m assuming,” Eduardo continues, “that it’s been a while since you’ve seen them.” He chuckles. “Just put them on.” With his help, I finish getting dressed. “And your shoes are over there. Go on.” Once those are on my feet, we’re ready. I grab my werewolf sheath, thinking it might come in handy in a little while. Eduardo turns off the porn and most of the lights, then walks to the front door. At that, we head out.

Tropical La Zona is another adult men only clothing/optional bungalow resort similar to Basement Studios but has a much nicer layout/feel and is about a 7 min walk to the Yumbo Centre. It has a very calm/relaxing feel to it as it's gated off from prying outside eyes looking in. They do have a sort of maze/cruise area up the back of the resort but it's never really that busy as the patrons staying there have their own bungalows if they want to shag (although on previous trips, I've seen a couple fuck in the hot tub, had a guest give me blowjob until I exploded in full view of everyone around the pool area, and I remember one guy had is balcony door and curtains open and was ass up on the table waiting for someone to come and load him up). I have seen and participated in action in the maze area though but I guess it's mainly there for those visiting the resort (non-guests can visit and pay 5€ to sunbathe by the pool during the day but must leave once the bar closes). Also, at night after the bars have closed, it's not uncommon to see some guests walking around the resort nude looking for action. My last trip there I ended up fucking the guy that was staying in the bungalow next to me by walking around the resort nude that night (my partner never knew I snuck out that night 😈). The people that run it are super nice and there is a little bar by the pool that serves alcohol and a light food menu and manned until the early evening. People who stay are there are very friendly and I've made a few friends staying there in the past. I'll be in GC in early July this year and staying there again, but this time with a friend. A proper lads weekend! This will be my first trip to GC without my partner. While we're open, it'll be nice to be able to truly explore the cruiser side of GC without feeling self-conscious of my partner being right there if you know what I mean. I've experience Strong Construction before and it was a blast so I'm really looking forward to going solo and raw fucking as many guys as I want.

Everyone of us cum hungry bottoms dreams for a dom to subject us to this. So fuckin hot 🔥

My personal views is (and I’m 56 so take it as my taste) centre ville : older and not great oasis : younger and a hit or miss gi joe: mixed age, piggy, lots of fun

I never really had a preference, but I’ve encountered a number of Cubans in the bathhouse, and they’ve never disappointed.

sound a lot like me but i had a lot older and man was 7 and i dont really know if sodomized since was more training me to suck him good as i should and had very big so wasnt easy and had to force it down throat a lot and he loved strangle me while pounding my ass.. but wasnt easy the times he fucked to walk proper after he was done even if mostly he letted me stay lying exhausted but then i had to suck him or others he had there and they would fuck me making the soaring much worse that i finally stop going out meeting friends to play since har time to run or walk proper.. being fucked more didnt need walking or running so i went there and told mom i was at friends place and had aching legs from playing too much not that i got pounded and hatefucked brutally by huge mans cock

The next morning, I couldn’t focus on work, clients even noticed. I would go back to my office and jump on my phone, searching nearby craigslist (back when it was available) for guys that were POZ and willing to give it. There were no shortage of gay guys around, and by the looks of it plenty of POZ guys as well. I typed out some replies and sent them, inquiring if they were willing to infect me with HIV. I would race back to my phone between clients waiting for replies. I got some, most of them telling me it’s not a joke and it would “ruin my life as I know it”. But that was quite the opposite, if my bottom became infected he’d break up with his girlfriend and be with men, or ME. That certainly would not ruin my life, yes I’d have to go on meds, but research has come so far that I don’t have to worry so much, or can even be cured. But one thing is for sure, he would have my DNA inside him forever, he’d have the strain of HIV that came out of my cock, and he’d be mine. I text my bottom, “how are you feeling today?” he answered quite quick. “Good except I just leaked cum into my shorts at work.” “Does that excite you slut?” “Yes Sir”, he wrote. He’s becoming more obedient I like it. Tonight, will be rough on him, but who knows, when I put poppers under his nose he becomes a dick taking machine. “Still horny? I have some fun planned for tonight” “Yes Sir I can’t wait” I went home and cleaned out my ass this time along with my shower, tonight he was going to worship my ass and cock, and we will see what that will lead to. I grabbed a collection of training butt plugs and added to my bag. If I’m going to be getting fucked by POZ guys, I need to prepare a little it has been a long time since I’ve had anything of considerable size in my ass. I pulled up to the house and was delighted to see Trevor already walking out to my car in his jock strap, came to my side and gave me a kiss before going to the back to grab my bag. He followed me into the house, and put the bag into the bedroom. On the kitchen counter was a typed out paper with his home address, work address, what gym he goes to, and his girlfriend’s full name and address. It brought a huge smile across my face that he went above what I was expecting of him. I placed an envelope on the table already sealed with the second of the two chastity keys inside, and started to make us drinks. “What’s that?” Trevor said walking up to the counter. “I’m really happy with what you gave me, in the envelope is the other key, you are going to mail the key to your girlfriend with no explanation until she asks about either the key or your locked-up cock.” I said. “Oh, ok, what do I tell her?” He looked worried. “I imagined you would tell her you were getting too distracted with masturbation and that you locked up your cock so you could focus on work and that you mailed the key so you wouldn’t be tempted to unlock yourself until you saw her next.” “I can do that, makes sense” he replied “Good I thought you’d like it, now for the plans for tonight; I will be cumming in your ass at some point, but tonight you will be focusing on worshiping my cock and hole instead. I will be instructing you on what to do and when.” “Yes sir, how should we start?” I downed my drink and walked toward the bedroom, took my clothes off and laid on the bed. “First, you’ll suck my cock until its nice and hard and wet, then you’ll lick and suck my hole until its nice and wet,” I instructed. He went to work sucking my cock, he has really improved since we first started. At moments, I had to change my train of thought so I wouldn’t cum down his throat. “Ok, now my ass” I lifted up my legs, and he dove right in. He was really good with his tongue, I remembered him saying he loved going down on his girlfriend, it transitioned well. “Make sure you press your tongue inside slut.” I slowly stroked my cock for a while and enjoyed his work on my hole, “Ok, stop, go to my bag and grab the 3 plugs that look the same and the lube.” He licked his lips as he lifted up his head from my ass. He went and grabbed the plugs and came back awaiting instruction. “Lube up the big one, and shove it up your ass,” I said. “Yes sir,” and he got to work, it didn’t take more than 10 seconds to pop that big plug in his ass and again, he sat there waiting for my word. “Lube up the small one and slowly… slowly insert it back and forth in my ass for a while.” It wasn’t so bad, I took the small plug back and forth for a minute or two before I asked for the medium plug. That one took a little longer but Trevor was good about not pushing too hard and using enough lube. “Hold on, push it in and sit down on the bed,” he slid it all the way in and sat next to me, I got up and went to my bag and grabbed the my key to his cock. “Come here, that’s coming off.” I unlocked his cock and it almost instantly became fully hard. “OK, take my plug out and you’re going to fuck me, slowly.” “sir?” “You heard me slut, your cock is hard, my ass will be better than your girlfriend’s cunt” I got on my hands and knees on the bed, waiting for him to lube up and enter me. He got behind me and pulled the plug out slowly, and I felt the soft head of his cock on the entrance to my hole. He slowly pressed against it, the work he did with the plug did wonders, his cock slid in and I heard him gasp. “Wow,” Trevor said from behind me, slowly going in and out to the head, deep long strokes into my ass. “Don’t get used to this Trevor, but keep going. If you cum, you might lose your horniness like you said, but that won’t stop me from cumming in your ass tonight.” He moaned and kept a steady pace, “Faster”, I demanded. He picked it up, bouncing off my ass with his hips and really pumping his cock. “Are you getting close slut?” I asked. “Yes, Sir” he moaned. “STOP!” I said falling forward onto the bed, his cock leaving my ass with a pop. “Good, boy, you fucked your first male ass, how did it feel?” “it felt great” he said almost looking like I gave him poppers, he was still rock hard. “Your turn, on your back on the bed, take that plug out.” He didn’t even look sad about it, he laid on the bed and that plug was out in seconds, his hole gaping and waiting for me. I didn’t skip a beat, and I was in his hole to the balls in one thrust. He moaned, still hard, I grabbed hold of his cock and stroked him while I fucked him in fast deep thrusts. I kept stroking him and slowed down my thrusts, letting him really enjoy the feeling of each thrust, I have been able to piss while hard before, and his hole is loosened up enough not to constrict it further. I pushed in deep, and let it flow, he didn’t realize what was going on at first, until he started feeling fuller. It didn’t last long despite my drinking a lot throughout the day, But his ass was full of my piss. “Sir did you-“ “Yes boy, I did and you’re going to be a good boy and lay upside down against the bed for a while and let it go further in got it?” I interupted. “I feel so full” he said. “Good, I like you full. Now, clench down as I exit so nothing comes out.” I instructed. He squeezed down on my cock, he will release my piss later after we drink some more. I got up and saw the light blinking on my phone, and grabbed it as Trevor spun around and let himself half fall off the bed, ass and legs in the air. I saw that I had an email reply to one of the craigslist posts I answered. I instantly felt nervous and excited. The email read: I’m not far from you and I love pozzing neg ass. Come over tonight for your first toxic load, bring your tooth brush. (listed the address) _______________ You’ll be poz after tonight. I was hard thinking about it, I’m usually a top through and through, but the idea of me giving this boy the HIV that my body has started making my own, was well… intoxicating. I walked out to the kitchen and grabbed a large glass, and brought it back to Trevor. “release some of that piss in here and drink it if its clean, let the rest out in the toilet. Come here so I can lock your cock back up.” I said. He walked over and I locked him up, gave him a big kiss, told him to watch some NEG to POZ porn tonight while sitting on his largest dildo in the living room blinds open. I grabbed his toothbrush and looked up the address to this POZ top’s house, jumped in my car and headed over to his place to change my life forever.

extreme anything is bad. Im definitely right leaning and most repubs i know dont give a damn about gay people.