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I have no shame or guilt about my sex appetites, thank Asmodeus, and I've indulged all over the place, including: mddle of the street at Folsom Street Fair in bars out n he open as well as in back room/play areas men's bathrooms gym saunas and steam rooms out in the open at sex resorts (like CCBC, Inn Leather, Parliament Augusta) in cars at rest stops behind buildings in parks and woods Fuck! Just reading this list conjures up sooo many great memories of sex with soooo many guys and reminds me what a promiscuous sexBeast I truly am.

I bartend. It’s a lot of late nights. The best thing about it is spending my night getting revved up, and then being released out in to the darkness, horned and desperate to be used once my shift is over. Last weekend I was feeling exceptionally horny after my shift, and I decided to stop by a cruisey park after work. It was all the usual game. A dark park, cool breeze, shadows of trees mingling in the park lights as men hurry past each other not knowing if the fellow in the opposite direction is a cop, some dimwit, or the next notch on your belt. I was dressed in fitting jeans and solid black dress shirt unbuttoned down to my stomach that is carrying a little more ponch than I’d like. I’m more dad-bod than former athlete nowadays, but with a thick ass, tight hole, and desperate cum-hunger, I do more than okay. I walked slowly just enjoying the evening. The air was cooled off, and I enjoyed it blowing on my exposed hairy chest. I caught the eye of several men strolling along the paths, as they caught mine. But one fella in particular looked exceptionally sexy to me. He was tall, about 6’3. And thin. But he had a strut that oozed confidence. I hoped he was oozing something else. I made my way off the paved path, into a small clearing that was secluded by several boulders. It was almost as if this area was designed for men to sneak off and fuck. Talk trees blocked lights, and the boulders were the perfect objects to lean on and bend over. As I heard his footsteps get closer I unbuckled my belt to signal that I was not just out for an evening stroll. He approached and I finally got to see how young he was. Tall and lanky, with a beautiful dark complexion. He had a fitted hat on, a loose hoodie, snug jeans, and the latest Jordans. He couldn’t have been more than 25, and was rubbing the front of his jeans. ”Yo. Whatcha looking for?” I squatted down and said “Whatever you’ve got”. He walked over confidently and said “You want everything I got?” He slid down the front of his unbuttoned jeans, and pulled out his long cock. It must have been about 8 inches and thin, but it was perfect to me. I reached out and took it towards my mouth, feeling his soft skin and warmth on my lips as it filled me and I moaned “Mmmmmhmmmmm!” He sighed as I went to work. His cock rapidly thickening in girth as he groaned in approval. “Fuck yeah, bitch! Suck that cock.” I slid up and down as he rubbed my head. I pulled my poppers out, and inhaled slowly in one nostril as I slid down his shaft. Then slowly back up and down his shaft again, as I inhaled on the other nostril. “Fuck yeah, daddy! Sniff that shit. You gon’ need them!” By this point, I had undone my pants and shifted them to my ankles. My ass was exposed, as I prefer to wear a jockstrap (since you never know when someone will need access). I was slowly sucking his beautiful cock, and trying to slobber all over it, as I didn’t bring lube. But dripping drool all over my hand and working it on my hole to prepare myself. One way or another, I was leaving with a load in my ass tonight. He grabbed my head and forced his full manhood into my throat, as he pulled my hips upward. This was all so he could explore my hole. He massaged my cheeks gently, but it was all yo get to hole, already slick with my spit. He rubbed one finger around, and then inside me. That was when I felts his long and sharp nails. The finger inside me was lightly scratching me. I chalked it up to the impatience and inelegance of youth when it came to sex. ”You want my raw hole, baby?” I asked in my poppers induced haze, as drool dripped off his cock. “Fuck yeah bitch. Turn around and show me that pussy.” I complied and turned around placing my hand on the boulder. I took one more long hit of poppers, as I felt his thick cockhead start to probe my hole. He spread my cheeks with one hand, and aimed his cock with the other. My lips stretched around it slowly, and he took his time as he entered me. Every slight thrust forward opened me up a little more as he slid in. I winced in pain as he got to my second ring, but breathed relief as he pushed past it and releases another moan. ”Goddamn your pussy is tight!” “Open me up, baby! Use me to dump your fucking load.” He slid out slowly leaving his head in me, and then back inside me a little quicker. He started to do this rhythmically, as each thrust pushed me up against the boulder. He pulled out and spit on his cock and my hole. As he added this slickness, I took a long hit from my little brown bottle and begged home to fuck me some more. Before I knew it, he was back inside me and working up a quicker pace. His speed kept picking up, and I could feel the orgasm building in my balls. He grabbed my throat as he moved on top of my back, and turning my face towards his, impaled my mouth with his tongue. ”You want these babies?” He breathlessly asked in my ear as he pulled his mouth away from mine. ”Yes!” I exclaimed, “Shoot that seed deep in me! Give me your babies!” He picked up the pace, and I felt like I was getting ripped open, but he was somehow rubbing up against my prostate and the pleasure was too intense. I arched my back even further, and forced my ass as far back onto his cock as I could. He was breathing heavier, and suddenly yelled out, “Take my AIDS babies bitch!!!” My cock exploded in my jockstrap, as he thrusted his meat into my well worked hole. His full body weight was pinning me to the boulder, and his hand was pressing my face into the rock, as he used his other hand to remove his cock from me. I had spent the last several minutes up on my toes, as it was the perfect way to get his tall frame to meld with mine. But at this point I had collapsed on the ground. He stumbled backwards, breathing heavily. Then quickly pulled up his pants (probably worried that someone had just heard that, and cops were coming to shut us down). As I picked myself up, I could feel his warm cum start to slowly drip out of my ass. I quickly worked to catch it on my hand and taste it so it wouldn’t go to waste. ”Baby, that was amazing!” I said. ”Shut the fuck up slut!” He snapped at me, and turned around to jet off as he zipped up. He was gone as I turned around and leaned my back against the boulder. It then dawned on me that he said he had AIDS. But it was too late, and the poz chasing monster inside me was awakened. I was desperate for more. I pulled up my jeans and fixed myself, before I walked out of the clearing. I was on a mission to quench my unbearable poz thirst.

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’m Zac a 28 year old jock – or I was until lads began to call me daddy and I decided to let my chest hair grow a little bit and I started calling myself an otter. I always go to the sauna around 4pm on a Saturday. There’s always a good mix of twinks and jocks at the sauna I go to at this time. I’ve tried going earlier but the first few hours are full of trolls and barebackers. I sometimes go after the pub when the twinks beg for a raw load. I am very happy to give a load to an eager twink – I guess its pretty safe but until recently I haven’t wanted to give the Saturday lunchtime crowd their hole. They bareback so much that anything could happen. Although starting to watch otter and bear porn had made me much more bareback friendly. There is one older guy, around 60, in particular who has boasted about breeding twinks and jocks. He does a while on meds and then a few days off and stays at the sauna all Saturday giving and taking as many loads as he can. Most twinks are wise to him and call him the troll because he’s incredibly skinny and rarely uses a condom but every so often a visitor comes or a twink gets too horny on poppers and takes any load in the darkroom, the sling or even as the day wears on in their cabin. The two things you could say about him was that he was hung like an absolute horse and was positively persistent. He’d brushed against me and asked to use my hole quite a number of times but I’d always said no although I had sucked him off once or twice. There are also otters – transitioning between twink and bear – some of them are more flexible and take a bear raw and still give a twink a load. A lot of these lads are in when I arrive at 4 and who knows what they’ve been up to before. There have probably been a fair few breedings at this sauna with so much spunk and horniness flying around. This week was different. I went out on Friday night and got smashed. I woke up on Saturday so hungover and the hangover horn was real and raging. Normally I’d go to the gym on Saturday lunch to get a pump on for the twinks at the sauna but this week it wasn’t happening. I checked the saunas reviews to see if things had changed but they agreed but in different ways. Half the reviews were twinks complaining they’d woken horny on Saturdays just to find the sauna full of barebackers and bears. The other half were slightly older guys talking about how chilled they found it before the twinks came and how they felt comfortable sharing their seed in each others holes without being judged. These second type made be hornier than ever. The weather was cold and wet too so I thought that I may as well go to the sauna early and see if anyone else felt the same way. It opens at 11 and I arrived at 11.15 – well before the twinks arrive – but I told myself I might meet some otters. The guy at the door said “wow, you’re early today – most folk haven’t arrived yet but it starts to get busy from around 1 although the hardcore barebackers should be in at 12 so careful there – sure it will heat up now you’re here. Tell you what, you can get any bottle of poppers free for being so eager today – even the strong ones”. I laughed and replied “haha yeh, I’ll need them at this time of day”. I stripped off, had my shower and put my towel on. I had a look around. There were a few bears stroking each other in the sauna including two proper muscle bears but they seemed into each other, there were some guys in the bar but everything was pretty quiet. I started to walk down the corridor with the cubicals to the darkroom and saw somebody who looked familiar going into the last cubical. When I passed I head “oioi cocktease” from The Troll who was standing looking out of the cabin. He dropped his towel. His horsehung dick flopped out. I sniffed my poppers deep, dropped my towel and all that horniness came back causing my cock to spring up. I cried “oh daddy, you’ve made me cock grow hard”. He growled and said “it’s the magnetism getting you hard for my poz cock – you feel the pull”. I dropped to my knees in his cabin and said “want me to tease” and he said “go on son”. I sniffed some deep huffs of poppers and then took his soft horse cock in my mouth where it started to grow. I sucked for five mins or so choking a couple of times and then stood up and kissed the troll. I said “I should get some condoms and lube”. The troll said “condoms, you sure?”. The troll said “hmmm you gonna do and runner and leave me blueballed?”. I asked “you definitely toxic?”. The troll replied “oh yes boy, not on meds just now, my balls are raging with the infection – are you going to submit HIV?”. I replied “oh yes daddy, I’ll submit to the bug”. The troll opened the cabin door and I walked out and turned towards the dark room. At the entrance there is sachets of lube and condoms. I picked up some lube, winked at the Troll, sniffed some deep huffs of poppers and walked into the darkroom. I went to the far end and knelt on the bench with my ass in the air, sniffed again and lubed my hole. At that point I heard footsteps and a massive cock rubbing against me. The troll moaned “ready for annon cock, could be healthy or diseased, your taking a massive risk?”. I pushed back and he entered me. He thrust in and out a few times moaning then picked up the speed. After a while I could feel the Troll’s cock swell and he growled “ready for the infection?”. I moaned and said “yes please sir, please poz me up”. He grunted and he shot his load with such force that I could feel his cock pulsing inside me. He growled “that’s it, your pozzed now slut” and walked out of the room.

This story is based on the situation described in phxchub's wonderful story that you can read here: [think before following links] https://breeding.zone/topic/59763-watch-out-for-scorpions-in-the-desert/ I hope he doesn't mind me stealing his ideas and telling the story from another character's view. Watch Out For Scorpions In The Desert 2 There is a place in the desert a ways outside of Phoenix that is sort of Arizona's version of the famed Hampstead Heath. There were hiking trails and one particular spot where there was a wide, low boulder in a clearing surrounded by trees where guys liked to gather at night. One cloudy night while my wide ass was getting pounded I noticed a guy who appeared to be a newbie walk up. Seeing the action he was obviously excited as his basketball shorts were tenting and he pulled the waistband down and started to stroke his dick. It was a busy night at the rock and the sight and sounds of several guys on the boulder with guys fucking them must have been turning him on. You could hear the slap of skin on skin and the moans and groans of the guys. It didn't take long before another guy started to feel him up and I saw him start to return the feel. They obviously both wanted the same thing because before long he moved to the free spot on the boulder next to me and hiked his shorts down to his knees. The other guy wasted no time in getting in behind his chubby ass and starting to slide his long thin dick in the offered up butt crack. I could hear the top guy grunt with pleasure as I knew his dick was starting to make entry into the newcomer's hole. Both of them groaned out into the night as the top guy's dick slid in and he started to push in and out, his hips bouncing on the fat cheeks. Another guy spoke "Fuck that faggot good!" as he was stroking his prick and watching as the two were moaning and groaning with pleasure. The top guy sped up the pace, taking the advice of the watcher, gripping the bottom guy's hips to pull him back into his eager thrusts. All of a sudden I heard a gasp and I felt the dick in my ass swell up and fully hilt itself into me and I felt warm pulses of cum jetting deep inside. He ground his hips on my ass for only a few seconds before pulling out and quickly another top guy took his place, sliding his big dick into my now well lubed hole and making me gasp out "Fuck yeah". The other bottom's top guy, who had seemed to slow down to watch me get the load pumped into my ass picked his pace back up making the bottm let out a little yelp and then a loud moan as he was now getting pounded harder. It didn't take long before the top started to shake convulsively and then fall on the bottom, obviously pumping a big load into the lucky man's ass. As the top pulled his dick out with a pop I saw the guy who had been watching waste no time in moving behind the panting bottom who barely had time to look back as the guy pushed him back down onto the boulder and start slapping his dick on the gaping hole. "Oh fuck, fuck me please" the bottom moaned as he looked back over his shoulder and raised his ass giving the fat uncut dick a good angle to work into the stretched and dripping hole. As the top guy was working his head into the eager hole the clouds started to part and he moonlight shone through the trees surrounding the clearing. It was then that I saw the bottom's eyes pop wide open and I knew that he had seen the tattoo on the top guy. A scorpion surrounded by a red biohazard symbol on his pec. I could see the bottom was now looking around and quickly realized many of the top and bottom guys had their own tattoos displaying their status. Instead of pulling away I heard the bottom moan in response to the groan of the top and I knew the dick was starting slide in and out with long strokes as the top started to fuck harder and faster. I knew that unlike me he probably hadn't come here looking to be filled with poz loads, but I could tell by his moans of pleasure and the look on his face that he was now another cumdump for poz dick and wouldn't be leaving until his hole was dripping with many men's charged seed. Maybe he'd even brought condoms with him, but like my first time at the rock, he'd gotten caught in the moment and forgotten all about them. I had done so too, many months ago but next time I am sure he wouldn't bother to bring them. I could tell he had accepted his fate so after the other guy was done I got up and moved around behind him to share my strain, my own biohazard tramp stamp showing in the moonlight, having been hidden by the hips of the guys who had been fucking me. It didn't take long for my unmedicated load to join the previous two inside his by now well pozzed ass. They say to watch out for scorpions out here, but that is not the only kind of sting you need to worry about.

Also, thank you to @Sturm611 who messaged me months ago asking if Pastor Kline's past love had been Will's dad, a connection I hadn't made but made sense. It's thanks to him that Will's dad can be brought into the fucking madness.

CCBC in Palm Springs, Parliament resort in Augusta (especially on event weekends), as well as Inn Leather in Fort Lauderdale....

A similar fate might fall upon poor Mark. That fat troll in the bathroom won’t be keeping that encounter a secret.

Here is mine. Squeaky clean and ready for one of my favorite law enforcement officers.

While true, that doesn't mean she wasn't "pro LGBT". All it means is that LGBT Community was not under direct threat by some on the other side of the aisle. All it means is, there were other issues that the candidates were taking stances on, because the repressionists weren't coming after us like they are today. Political candidates develop/take positions that don't address the current issues of the day, in the effort to garner more votes than the other candidate(s). Sure, there were those who hated us - there always have been - but Clinton wasn't faced with these issues at the time. She, and other candidates were taking stances on the pressing issues of their election cycles. Both the Clintons had addressed the issue of gay rights, and in an affirmative way previously. As the various issues arise, candidates state their positions when those issues become predominant in the political discourse.

So I've never bottomed much and it's been years since I tried. But I'm recently out of a relationship and was feeling like getting nasty when a Dom top hits me up.i told him I usually top but wanted to expand my horizons. A couple of days later I pull up to a run down trailer in a run down trailer park. Head inside which is worse than outside lol. Took him 4 tries in 3 positions to get his big fat mushroom head in but he did it. Pounder away for about 20 minutes before he dumped his load. He was actually a pretty cool guy so I took him to lunch and we hung out for a while. Planning on a repeat. I'm hoping to bottom a lot more but damn my hole is tight.

Part 33: Dom takes Ryan and a Revelation (part 5) (Dom's Perspective) “So, did you load your dad’s ass up?” I asked, my cock still hard after loading Lewis up with my toxic cum. The kid was taking a break before we fucked him again. I knew his ass must have been killing him. Even though Peter’s cock was larger than average, mine could cause even the sluttiest of cumdumps to cry out in pain. “Sure did,” Ryan said, reaching out and grabbing Pastor Kline’s ass as they walked into the living room. “I can feel it leaking out.” “That’s because his toxic body can’t stand having neg cum in it,” I told him. “You’ll learn soon enough.” “I hope so,” Ryan said. “And how about your ass?” I asked, walking forward and grabbing Ryan’s ass, pulling it open and feeling the cum leak out over my fingers. “Let’s see…” I licked the cum off my fingers, letting the taste of his ass and the cum cover my tongue. “I know that cum anywhere. It’s some delicious charged jizz.” “Hopefully it’ll do the job,” Will said, coming to my side and kissing me, his hard cock burning hot against my leg. “How did you and Lewis do?” “He’s loaded up,” I said. “I stretched that ass wide open.” “He sure did,” Lewis said, smiling and then wincing. “I know the feeling,” Will said. “You won’t walk right for days after Dom fucks you.” “It’s a gift,” I said, grabbing my cock and shaking it, a bead of precum dripping down. “What are those tattoos for?” Lewis asked, pointing at my arm. “Tally marks?” “They’re all the men I’ve converted,” I said. “I was number fifty,” Will said. “We’ve been sharing everyone else,” I said. “I see Will as my crowning glory. The ultimate conversion.” “Why?” Lewis asked, trying to sit but having to stand as he winced. Fuck, I ruined his hole. “Look at him,” I said, eyeing Will’s body, his cock dripping. “He’s the picture of masculinity. Fit body. Hairy body. Gorgeous cock… almost as big as mine. Full balls.” I reached out and cradled his scrotum, feeling his testicles dance within my palm. I made these, I think, feeling their weight, feeling their power. “He was raised to be a good Christian man, the picture of a perfect husband, well-behaved, obedient, pure…” I squeezed his balls, causing him to squirm for a moment before he gave into the pain. “Well, not pure anymore.” “Pure toxic,” he said, showing no sign that I was still squeezing his balls. Satisfied, I released them. “It’s incredible seeing two young men like you,” Pastor Kline said, pulling Ryan and Lewis into a hug, “taking control of their lives like this. I wish I had done that when I was your age.” “You’re doing it now,” I said. “What more can a father do beyond taking his son’s cock in his ass and hopefully contributing to his poz conversion?” “Not a thing,” Ryan said. “Jay and Peter still at it?” Will asked. “I think so,” I said. “You know Peter. He can go all night.” “Is he the only one?” Ryan asked, stepping forward and grabbing my cock. “How about you? How long can you go for?” “Not sure,” I told him, my larger frame towering over him, my dominant nature pulling him in. “We can find out.” A phone started ringing, Will turning about. “That’s mine,” he said. “Where is my phone?” “I’d say check your pants, but it’s impossible to tell with so much clothing everywhere,” Pastor Kline said. “Hold on, I think it’s here.” He knelt down, revealing his cum-covered ass. “Yep. Here it is.” He started to turn, but stopped, his eyes glued to the screen. “What’s wrong?” Will asked. “Nothing,” Pastor Kline said, shaking himself out of his daze. “Sorry… I, ugh… got lightheaded for a second.” He handed Will the phone as the call stopped ringing. “It was your dad, I think. It said ‘Dad’ under the, uhm, picture.” “Thanks,” Will said. “I’ll call him back later.” “I still want to meet your father,” I said, taking his phone, eyeing the picture on the screen. “He’s a handsome man. I see where you and Jay get it from.” “I’ve already told you,” Will said, putting his phone to the side, “He’s as far from us as you could get.” “Like you?” I asked, smiling. “Now, I think it’s time I had a chance of exploring Young Mr. Kline.” I stepped forward and wrapped my arm around Ryan’s body, pulling him close. “Would Papa Kline like to join?” “I have to head out,” Pastor Kline said. “What?” Will said. “Already?” “Yeah,” he said. “Sorry.” “But we only got started,” Ryan said. “And I still wanted to be sandwiched between my pastors,” Lewis said. “Maybe another time,” Pastor Kline said, collecting his things. “I’m sorry. It’s been incredible, though.” He looked at Ryan, his eyes tearing up. “I finally got to do what I’ve always dreamed of doing. I’ve had my son fuck my ass.” “It won’t be the last time,” Ryan said. “We should go on a guys trip this summer.” “Absolutely,” Pastor Kline said. “We’ll make that happen.” “Who knows,” I said, my aching cock pressing into Ryan’s ass. “Maybe we’ll all join. I’d like to have my way with multiple generations.” We watched Pastor Kline leave while Lewis and Will went back to the room, Ryan pressing his ass against my cock. “You think you can handle me,” I whispered, lightly biting his ear. “All of me?” I ran my hands along his sides, moving them to his front, feeling the muscles which defined his young body. He felt powerful, like he was at the peak of his youth, of his strength, of his power. I was excited to add to him, to his body, to his life. “What is it that you want?” “I want your cock inside me,” Ryan said, his hands reaching back, grabbing my ass. “And?” “I want your poz cum.” “And?” I pressed. “And I want you to tear my ass to pieces,” he said. I smiled. “Strong words from someone who has only fucked a few times.” “Doesn’t mean I don’t know what I want,” Ryan said. “My dad knew what he wanted. “Will knew what he wanted. So did Peter. Sometimes, we just know.” “Good,” I whispered, watching as my breath sent chills across his warm skin. “Because there is no going back. Just look at Peter who is still clawing for it. Look at Jay, Will, your father.” Ryan tilted his head back, looking me in the eye. “I want it,” he said. “Can’t you feel Will’s cum leaking out of my ass. I want it.” I reached down and could feel it still leaking out. I smiled. “Guess you’re lubed up.” I shoved my dick into his ass, his body jumping as I filled him. “Fuck!” he cried, his hands leaving my ass, one reaching back and wrapping around to my neck, the other reaching out into the air. “Oh, fuck!” “Feel that,” I growled, thrusting hard into his ass, his body shaking from my intrusion. “I’m tearing you up inside. You thought Will was big, you have no idea. Will and I are different.” “How?” he moaned, his breathing short as I held nothing back. “Will makes love,” I told him, jamming my cock harder into his ass with each word. “I fuck… hard.” I pushed his arm away from my neck and wrapped my arms beneath his armpits, trapping him against me. “Fuck me,” Ryan cried, his chest heaving. “Fuck me!” My arms wrapped around his chest, and I could feel his heart beating hard against my arms. His one hand rested on my arm, his fingers touching the tally marks. “Do you want to be one of them?” I whispered. “Do you want to be one of many?” He moaned, his hand trying to grasp the tattoo. I slammed into him again. “Do you,” I continued, “want to be like your father?” Slam. “Like Will?” Slam. “Like,” I said, pressing my mouth to his ear, tasting his sweat, “me?” “Yes,” he groaned, his hole grasping my cock and milking it. “It’s all I want!” “Then it’s yours.” I buried my cock deep, unloading in his ass, hearing him moan as his own cock started pumping out his neg cum. I watched it cover the floor, his body releasing what he no longer wanted, his ass accepting what he needed. “Beautiful,” I said, kissing his neck. (Pastor Kline’s Perspective) I looked down at the screen, watching as the phone continued to ring. I felt dizzy, my legs suddenly weak. “It was your dad, I think,” I said, trying to calm my racing heart. “It said ‘Dad’ under the, uhm, picture.” I didn’t hear much of what everyone said after that. I felt numb, as if I’d run a race. I made an excuse to leave, though I hated to. Seeing my boy naked amongst all those men, the men who saw me and wanted me, made me the hardest I’d ever been. This was the night I had been waiting for, even before I knew Ryan would be there. For weeks I had told Will and Dom that the fuck I wanted the most was with my son. Sure, we'd be able to fuck again, but again with everyone else? I didn't know... I got in my car and drove home, sitting outside, unable to go in. I didn’t want to see my wife. I didn’t want to see anyone. My heart was still racing. I had wanted to stay, to watch Dom take my son’s hole as he had taken mine so many weeks ago. I wanted Ryan to fill me again with the cum which would, under other circumstances, become my grandchildren, but was now meant to become toxic. Yes, the other men would help him along this road, but I wanted to be there for every fuck, for every load. I wanted to see him becoming the man I had wanted to be when I was his age, when I had been young and first in love. I still remembered that man, the man who had captured my heart, who had first helped me realize that I was gay. He had been a senior when I was a freshman, new on that college campus. I sought after him for so long… but it was never to be. I never knew if he even knew that I had wanted him. I never knew if he had given me hints… as I had given him. Ben. I remembered his name. And, I still remembered his face, though tonight was the first time I had seen it in decades. Like me, he had gotten older, and, like me, he went by a new name: Dad. How had I never noticed the similarities before? How had I never realized that the man who I had first fallen in love with, the man who made me realize that I wanted men, was Will’s father? ________________________________________________________________________________________ I'm hoping to shift the story forward within the next section which will be the last from this night. Yes, conversions are coming. Will's father will be arriving soon............

Part 3 It only took me a short moment to regain consciousness. First thing I noticed was my throat was sore and my stomach felt queazy from the multiple huge loads of Vince’s special brand of cum in it. Then I noticed I wasn’t in the living room but I was in Vince’s bed. He must have carried me here when I was out. “Hey you didn’t die! That’s good news for me. I would have had to work hard to dump a load in your ass before you got cold, he he he.” Vince was there playing with my ass. He had a couple fingers in me that he replaced with his tongue. As good as it felt I turned over and faced him, which incidentally landed my legs around his waist and his semi hard cock touch my ass. “How long was I out?” My voice was scratchy as I asked rubbing my throat. “Less then a minute. I figured you’d like to be more comfy.” His arms wrapped around my legs. His hands rubbing my ass. He moved his hips forward and his shaft ground against my crack. “Vince, my ass is sore, my throat is sore. My stomach hurts. I can’t handle anymore messing around.” “You said you’d suck my cock anytime.” “You can’t possibly go another round so soon.” “He he, yeah you’re right. I’ll need a while before I’m ready to go again. A younger version of me would be more energetic and I’d be hips deep in your ass about now.” He continued his humping. Miming out the motions of ass fucking. His dick was only half erect which was impressive enough given his two orgasms earlier. He grabbed his dick and was aiming it towards my hole, trying to push it in. “Vince I thought you weren’t going to fuck me?” “I’m not, I just need to take a piss.” He forced his half hard cock in my ass which gave little resistance. “Again? I don’t want piss up my ass.” “Oh then would you like to drink it?” “Ew no. No water sports.” “I won’t ask for another blow job today if you let me piss in your ass from now on. You’re throat could use a rest.” “Ugh fine make it quick.” I was still horse and rubbing my throat. It hurt to talk and if I could give my mouth a break for a while then I’m fine with taking a little piss where I can’t actually taste it. As soon as I gave to go ahead, I felt a hot spreading sensation in my ass. He was already relieving himself inside me. “Ahhh, that’s a good toilet boy. Oh how I wanted you like this the moment I saw you. Yeah that’s a thirsty ass. Oof drink me up toilet boy.” “That nickname better not stick. God, how much do you have in you?” I was feeling my guts bloat as Vince continued to stream. I hadn’t even noticed that he was all the way inside me. But that didn’t count for much given how he was only half soft. “You’re all they way inside me this time.” “Ah, yeah. It’s easier this way. But you better hope I don’t get a full hard on like this, or it’ll get full on hard at full length. Oh, there we go. All finished. How do you feel?” “Like I’m going to burst. I should go to the bathroom.” Vince kept me glued to his cock. “Not yet. We don’t want to blast it all over the sheets now. Just let it spread deeper in you. Trust me, I’m very experienced with this. The more you wait the more my piss will work it’s way up and you’ll feel a little less bloated.” I laid back and waited for his piss to spread deeper in me. While I waited I considered my situation. This was the fifth time I’ve had his cock in me now? I lost track. But I’m here in his room with it up in me again. Somehow how he keeps getting me to do these things. But to be fair it’s not entirely his fault. My curiosity and minor enjoyment of some of the things he does has also been a factor. At first I thought it was all him but more and more I’m starting to get into more kink myself. I learned I liked having my feet played with. And if I try to think about it with an open mind, sure, a cock pissing in my ass is kinda hot too. Weird, last week I was a totally vanilla guy and now I’m doing raunch with a dirty poz fucker. If any of these kinks stuck I should definitely try them about with other guys. Ouch what’s that? “Ooh seems like I’m getting a little harder, ooh he he he. What will happen to your ass if I get to full mast?” “Ow can you pull out now?” “Why? Let’s see where this goes.” He was now fucking my ass again. This time filled with piss and his hips firmly pressed against my ass. His dick was getting harder and it was bulldozing it’s way in me. It was hurting the more he kept it in. “Ah, no more. I need up, seriously.” “Okay, such a serious boy.” He stopped fucking and slowly pulled his cock out. I managed to clench up but a little piss still got out. “Oops, we’ll I guess that was bound to happen. Oh well it’s only a little.” I slowly got up and left Vince’s room. I got rid of whatever I could from the piss fucking and brushed my teeth. I looked for any pepto but we were out. I could barely recognize my reflection. I was turning into a kinkster wither I wanted to or not. And my roommate was the corrupter. For the rest of the day I managed to go unmolested. Minus a few minor incidences. Vince regained his need to cum and was looking for hookups. I enjoyed my day while he was out. I managed to get a few assignments finished since I didn’t have the distractions. My throat was still a little sore but my stomach not longer hurt. I guess Vince’s cum can do a number on you in more ways then one. Can you get food poisoning from cum? After I felt like I was productive enough I went out myself. I needed time away from the flat and unwind. I went to a local gay bar that was close by. I just wanted a couple drinks, and exchange glances with handsome strangers. I definitely wasn’t in the mood to hook up but the attention would be welcomed. I sat at the bar and ordered a whisky cola. After a few refreshing sips I surveyed the place. A few faces I recognized, some new ones, some creepy ones, some cute ones. There weren’t many there tonight, probably because it was still early. One drink turned into four. I was getting a comfortable buzz on. Not crazy drunk but I was definitely feeling it. I had chatted with a couple guys casually until they had to go meet up with friends. I had an invite to join a group for bar hopping but I had class in the morning and wasn’t up for it. When the semester is over I’ll be able to take a little brake from the crazy scheduling. At some point I needed to take a leak so I wandered to the bathroom. I was wobbling a bit. The booze was probably effecting me a little more then I thought. The bathroom was way in the back and had one of those weird layouts. An L shaped room with urinals around the counter of the stalls. I think it was pretty popular for cruising, not that I’d have any experience with that. I wandered all the way around at the end of the urinals to the only one that looked the least dirty. As I was doing my business someone else came in. He went to the urinal right next to me. Of course he chose that one. Of all the urinals he could have picked he picked the one next to me and we were both at the far end of the room. “Hey there. Nice cock.” Yup, he was cruising. He was a tall 40 something fat guy with greasy messy dark hair and thinning on top. He had baggy worn through clothing and sandals. He had harsh rough facial features and a nasally voice. He wouldn’t classify as a bear, more like a weirdo living in his mothers basement. The type of guy I’d normally avoid. He wasn’t pissing. I glanced down at his dick and he was stroking a fat 5 inch cock with a large cock head, his balls were big but his bush was unkempt. The alcohol was throwing me off guard because I wasn’t subtle enough at the glance. He caught me staring. “You can suck it if you like.” He turned towards me and stepped closer holding his dick up. He had BO. I could tell but the way he talked and carried himself, he wasn’t all there. I said nothing and finished shaking my last few drops. But before I could put my dick away he put a hand on my butt. “You’re Vince’s boy right?” “What? How…” That got my attention. How did this guy know Vince and how did he know we knew eachother? But I wasn’t anyones ‘boy’. The harsh looking guy looked over his shoulder as if to make sure no one was around then went behind me and pulled my pants down. He bent me over the urinal and I was having trouble keeping my balance. Woah what’s happening right now? He’s not actually going to fuck me is he? “I just gotta do this real quick.” He spat on his cock and was jabbing against my hole. His head was digging into me and he put his hands on my hips and slammed forward penetrating me all the way. “Ow what the hell?!” He was fucking me desperately. He was clumsy and rough. I was able to take his length easy enough but the girth was challenging. “Oh yes! Hot ass!” His slamming was relentless. His big belly rested on my ass and it felt like I was getting absorbed into him. My face was almost against the wall. He was too big to get away from and he was enjoying my ass like a starving dog. “Dude pull it out.” I grunted softly. I didn’t want to be too loud because I was terrified of what anyone would think if they saw this. I wasn’t even sure he heard me. “I haven’t fucked a delicious boy like you before. Oh fuck I’m gonna cum! Sorry! I have to cum in you! You don’t mind! You’re a dirty cum pig! ARGHH!” He slammed into me several times as he unloaded into me. His cock throbbed as it gushed. Shit what did he just say? Fuck no, this guy needs to get the hell off me. He kept thrusting in me a few times as he finished up. I wanted him out as soon as possible but he just held me in place. Then I heard him sigh. “Ahhhh…” my ass felt a familiar hot spreading. ‘Damn it, am I getting pissed in again?!’. He was definitely pissing inside me. I could feel it spreading deep but luckily it wasn’t a huge amount. The creep eventually pulled out of me. A small stream of yellow squirted out my ass and dripped on the floor. He let go of me and I fell to the floor. As I looked up at him he stared down at me. “You should come home with me. I have plans for a handsome juicy boy like you.” The sketchy guy took off a sandal and held a foot in front of my face. It was massive and plump like a size 14 and dirty on bottom. ‘Hu? What is he doing?’ He brought it down and smeared his foot sweat on my face. I was grabbing his leg and trying to get him away but i couldn’t stop his large foot. It was moist and rank. This guy was trying to get as much kink mileage as he could. Then he shoved his toes in my mouth. I protested but nothing else I was doing worked so I figured it would be best to do what he wanted so he’d leave. I reluctantly sucked his toes the same way Vince sucked mine. The taste was almost like Vince’s cum, salty and foul, but a bit cheesy. I was hating it, but after a minute of licking his foot clean my dick was starting to get hard. ‘Oh fuck! I’m not getting into this am I?’ I tried to fight back my boner but there was something about the softness of the bottoms of his feet that felt, cushy? Soft? Something like that. I couldn’t really describe it. It was…nice? “Nice, boner there.” He moved his foot from my face down to my cock and rubbed it. He put his hands in the wall to support himself while he was jacking me with his foot. It felt good and I was leaking pre so his foot job was getting slippery. It was so embarrassing. I was getting turned on by it. Not from him but from what he was doing. I couldn’t help but grab it and move my hips so I could hump it in rhythm to his movements. He stopped moving his foot and let me fuck his sole at my own pace. His meaty toes caressing my head. It didn’t take me long to work up to a cum shot. I blasted my load all over his foot and between his toes. My heart was beating fast and the creepy guy kept looking around. He turned around and for a second I thought he was going to leave but he walked backwards towards me and pulled his pants down revealing his fat lumpy pockmarked ass. He spread his cheeks and exposed a dark hairy gaping ass hole. It was large and moist and it was coming right toward me. “I’ve always wanted to do this.” I threw my hands up and pushed them against his huge ass but he buried my face in it regardless. My resisting stopped his slimy pulsing hole from kissing my lips but just ever so slightly. He stank and I didn’t want to rim him. But my arm strength was failing me. He let go of his cheeks which engulfed my head ear to ear. His drooling doughnut hole puckered towards me like a hungry beast ready to devour prey wandering into it’s cave. Oh shit I’m about to eat the ass of this gross basement troll. “Come on, stick that tongue out. Shove it in my hole. Lick me clean.” Luckily someone else came in the bathroom, but straight into a stall by the entrance. That made the chubby stranger jump a bit and remember we weren’t in a perminantly private place. He pulled his ass away and stood up. Thank goodness, I thought I was going to get swallowed whole by that bottomless cavern. “Here, you can have this back.” He handed me my phone. When did he get that? When he fucked me? “Why did you have this?” “I have your number now. I have a bigger apatite then this. I’ll see you around.” He hurried out of there leaving me alone. I looked through my messages. He shot videos of himself fucking me and giving him foot service. It looked like he sent himself the videos too. Also my number and home address were sent to him. Great now I’m gonna get stalked by the living definition of a stalker. I’ll need to get tested soon because that pig shot in me too. I stood up and I was still wobbly. I didn’t bother with getting his piss out of me, I just wanted to leave as soon as possible. So I made my way home. When I got home I struggled with the keys for a bit but managed to get the door open. I wanted a damn shower after what I don’t even want to think about happened. I was tired and dizzy with too much to drink. I leaned up against the couch and stripped my clothes off. I was going to head to the shower but I ended up falling asleep right there.

Met this guy while roller-blading in the park a while ago. He was cute, about 22 years old, newly gay, only been fucked once. We just started hanging out as friends and doing stuff. I wasn't looking for a relationship, and he was. He had those eyes for me that followed me everywhere I went, and watched my body move any chance he got. He was a really sweet kid, and we had a lot of fun, but nothing ever happened. We'd been hanging out for about 6 months, and he knew I was poz, and we'd discussed sex a lot. He knew I was into barebacking strictly, and all about my past. He wanted me anyway. He wanted me to be his boyfriend, but as I said, I wasn't looking for any sort of commitment, and I knew if I had sex with him, he'd only get more emotionally involved. I'd been experimenting with bondage, mostly being tied up for a few months, and had chatted with this guy online for a while about getting together. After taking all the safety measures of getting to know him, and trust him, we finally agreed to meet. We'd been talking for about 3 months online so far. He had someone he said who wanted to watch the scene we would do, but not be involved in it. He said the guy was young, cute, and curious to try it himself, and wanted to see how things went. I have never minded doing stuff in public or being watched, so I agreed. I got to the guy's house that Saturday night, and he immediately stripped and blindfolded me He then led me naked down to his basement, where he had a dungeon setup. I was already hard, and dripping as I was going down the stairs. He tied me to a St. Andrews cross, fully spread eagle, naked, tied at the wrists, ankles, and waist by soft nylon ropes. He did his things to me then, since this isn't really a bondage group, I won't get into all the details, but suffice it to say, my cock was tied, teased, and my body was in exquisite pain/pleasure for about 2 hours. I was begging to be allowed to cum at this point, and he knew it. He told me the guy had been watching the whole scene, and it made my already hard dick throb even more (there was a huge wet puddle of my pre-cum under me), and ooze out another thick glob of juice, as I felt it slowly drool out of my dick and slide down to the floor. He removed the blindfold then, and it took me about a minute for my eyes to readjust to seeing after 2 1/2 hours of being totally in the dark. There before me stood my bondage top, and a little behind him and against the wall, was "the kid." This was the kid I'd mentioned earlier, my little buddy. He'd been watching me the whole time. I was confused, and surprised, but not angry. The kid told me he had worked out a deal for the top guy, and had him talk to me online, so he could see me having fun finally. I laughed, and didn't really mind. He'd probably be even more focused on me now, but we hadn't had sex, and it was alright. They both kind of looked at each other, and the top said that I didn't realize the full extent of the deal. I was confused. The top stripped the kid naked before me, and began tying him up as well, only he was being tied face down, reverse hogtied, with his body bent over a padded structure, his legs open and spread and tied to the legs. Wow, I thought, I get to watch and get off too. That wasn't what the "deal" was though. All the time the kid was being tied, the top continued to keep me hard and on edge, so I was still bursting at the balls. Finally the kid was tied up, and spread open. The top then moved the kid and his structure directly in front of me, so that the kids ass lined up a few inches in front of my dick. Again, I was confused. The top explained that the deal was that the kid got to get fucked by me, which I would never agree to, and the top got to watch this beautiful, young kid, get fucked bare, and take a poz load in his neg ass. I almost lost my hardon. Now I was mad, and felt betrayed. I thought to myself, the kid doesn't realize what he's doing! He knew I was poz, and knew he shouldn't be doing this. At the same time, I was still hard, and the thought of fucking his beautiful, sweet ass, and blowing a charged load into him, changing him forever, made another huge glob of precum ooze out of my dick. I was then gagged, so I couldn't say anything or complain. I could hardly even move, I was tied so tight. Slowly the top moved the kid backwards towards my aching dick. My dickhead brushed across his tight little hold, and it became wet with more of the precum I was now almost flowing out of my dick. The kid had a lot more mobility than I did in movement, and he slowly started to back himself onto my throbbing dick. I tried to move or resist, but it was useless. The head popped in, without any lube other than my precum, and my head swam in confusion of fear for the kid, and the pleasure finally being supplied to my dick that had been denied through teasing for hours. The kid continued to back himself onto me, until he had about half of my dick in him, and stopped. Obviously it hurt him (remember, I was only the 2nd guy to be inside him). He kinda lost his nerve a bit from the pain I think, and just held still. The top seeing this grabbed for his balls, and pulled, causing the kid to back away from him and fully impale himself onto my entire dick. He kinda squealed in pain, because my dick at the base was pretty dry, and I kinda tore into him as he suddenly backed onto me. My dick was harder than it has ever been, as the top pushed the structure under the kid more towards me, pinning the kid against me and the table, so that he couldn't pull himself off my dick. There we were locked together, me inside him, neither of us able to move. At that moment, I was still so hard, and wanted to fuck, I just couldn't help myself. With what little mobility I had, I slowly started to fuck his ass, it felt so good and warm. I looked down at my dick, and there was a little blood on it, the kid had torn his ass being impaled on me. I knew we wouldn't be released until we were done, and strangely a part of me was incredibly turned on by the fact that I would probably be pozzing this kid. I thrust more, and felt more precum flowing out of my shaft and into him, lubing his ass more, and making it feel more wet. The top started to play with my balls, and nips again, and my thrusting grew more insistent. The kid was being really quiet, I wasn't sure if he was in pain, or scared, or what, but then I realized I didn't care. I wanted to fuck, I needed to cum, and I was turned on by blowing my cum into his little neg ass. I lost restraint, and let go, slowly pumping back and forth into him. Within two minutes, I couldn't hold back, since I had been on the edge for two hours, the top squeezed on my balls, and my dick grew even bigger, as I shuddered and started cumming into him. The thoughts going through my mind were of a savage sexual aggression, I wanted to fuck him, to cum in him and to blow poz cum into his neg ass, I was so turned on, as my dick spasmed and contracted, and I shot what felt like 10-12 thick spurts of cum into his ass. We held still for a while, and then were both untied. We left together, and didn't say a word at all. I drove the kid to my house, and we both went in, still not talking. Wordlessly, I took his hand and took him to the bedroom, and undressed us both. I began kissing him, licking him all over and bent him back onto the bed. I licked his hairless, smooth, tight little body, as he writhed around and moaned. I sucked his nips, licked his balls, and slowly took his dick into my mouth, and sucked slowly. He came almost instantly, and I let it flow from his dick into my mouth, and held it there. When he finished, I climbed up to him, and kissed him, sharing his sperm between our two mouths, kissing and licking his lips. He ate his own cum greedily, as I spread his legs open, and moved between them. Still wordlessly, I mounted his ass, and slid bare inside him. He moaned, and opened his legs more, his eyes filled with lust and passion. I slowly fucked him this time for a while, thinking the whole time, how I needed to breed his ass more, make sure the poz cum took hold of his body, and blew another load into him. He said he could feel as my dick was contracting in his ass, and then a really warm, wet feeling as my cum went into him. I fucked him all the rest of the weekend, continually inseminating his ass over and over. I couldn't get enough of it, and was more than turned on by pozzing a neg guy. It was a feeling that lasted, and I wanted to repeat with him and others more and more. The kid converted a few weeks later after getting sick. After a few difficult weeks of resorting out our relationship, we both settled comfortably into becoming fuck buddies, and started working together to tag other neg guys, but that's another story.

Been meaning to write this story a long time ago. Hope y'all enjoy it, I might continue it ~~~~~~ With the recent rains the night air was cool and refreshing as I walked along the wet sand path in the middle of the night in the dark desert. With only the nearly full moon above with the occasional obscuring cloud and the little blacklight flashlight for spotting scorpions to give me light it might be unnerving to other people but I loved the desert at night. Especially now with the rains the night seemed truly alive with animal and insect noises abundant. Thankfully the wildlife kept to themselves with no glowing scorpions appearing in my path. This patch of desert was about fifteen minutes out of town in a hiking park and not the first time I'd come this far at night. I knew I wasn't alone from how many cars I'd seen at the parking lot at the head of the trail and by the footprints in the wet sand I was following. I could feel my cock start to throb and swell in the basketball shorts I wore with nothing underneath as I thought about the fun I had the last time I had been here late at night. Suddenly I could hear voices ahead of me and I could feel my dick twitch with excitement. With the moon out for the moment I spotted a group of shadows moving under a cluster of mesquite trees around some low boulders. Getting closer I suddenly heard a gasping moan and the slap of flesh against flesh and I knew I had found what I was looking for. Stepping up I clicked off the flashlight and into the darkness of the trees. It took a few moments for my eyes to adjust to the shadows but the sight was enough to make me glad I'd taken the time to come all the way out here. A small group of men were crowded around a wide, low boulder with several bent over it or laying on it with men either behind them or between their legs thrusting away. I could hear the moans of the bottoms and the grunting of the men fucking them and I couldn't wait to join them as my shorts tented fully in front of me by the time I joined them. A few of the guys gathered nodded at my approach and moved aside to make room for me to get a better look. I watched for a few minutes as another somewhat chubby guy was bent over the boulder with is wide ass being pounded by a fat dick as my eyes got further adjusted to the darkness. My cock was tenting my shorts and starting to leak so I tugged the hem down beneath my balls and started to stroke myself as I looked around at the group. No one was talking beyond grunting and moaning out small words of excitement as they fucked in the darkness of the desert. I was wondering what to do next when I felt a hand brush across my chubby ass before reaching over to give my cock a few strokes then back to give a cheek a squeeze. Looking I couldn't really tell what the man looked like but reaching out I felt a somewhat thin but long cock that leaked across my fingers as I started to stroke it in return. Feeling him groping my ass I knew what he wanted and it just happened to be exactly what I wanted too. Moving over to a free spot on the boulder next to the other man I bent over against the cool stone and pushed my shorts down around my knees. The man was right there behind me, his hands groping and kneading my ass and I soon felt the leaking tip of his cock sliding up and down my hole. He grunts in happiness as his dick catches my already lubed hole, my ass prepared from the plug I had worn on my ride out here. We both groan out into the night air as he presses in, my hole loosening enough to let his wide head slip inside as well as a few inches. I reached under me and started to slowly squeeze and stroke my cock as the nameless man fucked his pole deeper into my hole until his hips were eventually bouncing off my cheeks. His grunts were music to my ears as I moaned in reply like a good bottom, squeezing around the cock as it rakes against my prostate making me drip with each throb of my own dick. "Yeah, fuck that faggot good" I heard a voice to my side and realize it came from a man standing close stroking his prick watching me get fucked. My current fucker took the encouragement and started to speed up the pace, his hips starting to clap against my ass with increasing tempo while groaning out as I clenched down around him. His fingers gripped my hips, pulling me back into his thrusts with his eagerness. As I was getting fucked harder and loving every moment of it I heard a gasping moan and looked to my fellow bottom and saw his fucker hilt himself fully into him, the tops ass clenching visibly as he must've been pumping a load into the lucky man. The man fucking me seemed to slow down a moment to watch as the pair grind against each other for a few second before the top slides his cock out of the sloppy hole. There was hardly any time for the bottom to rest before another man takes the tops hole and slides in without any resistance, the bottom gasping out a low "Fuck yeah," as he was filled again as his top starts to fuck him hard right from the bat using the previous mans cum as extra lube. My attention on the others was broken as my fucker suddenly picked up the pace again making me yep with surprise then groan with enjoyment as he pounded my hole. His fingers dug into my hips suddenly and I felt his motions get shaky before he suddenly fell on top of me and hilted himself pinning me against the boulder. I could feel his cock swell before a warmth began to fill me, my voice moaning out as I feel this stranger dump his load into me while growling out in my ear, telling me to take his load. He didn't wait long before he pushed himself up and slowly pulled his softening prick free from my asshole with a pop. Panting softly I barely lifted my head to look back in time to see the man that had been stroking his cock watching me get fucked step up behind me and put his hand on my back. Pushing me down again he slaps his cock against my hole, suddenly realizing it was much larger than it had looked in the darkness. "Oh fuck, fuck me please," I moaned out as my cockhungry side really started to take hold. I had just taken some strangers load in my ass in the middle of the desert at night, completely forgetting the condoms I had in my pocket but once again I couldn't help myself and allowed him to fuck me. And now I was lifting my chubby ass towards another faceless man like some wanton whore while looking over my shoulder. It was by chance that the clouds shifted away from the moon as I felt him start working his fat, uncut head into my already stretched and dripping hole. Already used to the darkness the bit of light that shone through the branches was enough for me to see some of the man's torso. At first the shadows hid it but then as I felt his hips press against my ass, his fingers pulling my cheeks apart in order to hilt his fat dick in my hungry hole, did I finally see it. Across his pec was the unmistakable shape of a tattoo of a scorpion within in a bright red biohazard symbol. My asshole clenches around the cock I now realized was toxic and dripping it's own venom into my unprotected insides. He groans as he flexes his cock inside me, drawing out a moan from me as he started to pull out then slide back in with long, deep strokes that make my own dick throb and drip with excitement as this toxic stranger started to fuck me harder and faster. Glancing around the increased moonlight let me see that several of the other tops fucking their own moaning cumdumps had their own tattoos proudly displaying their POZ status. I had not come here seeking poz loads but as that heavenly toxic cock plowed my eager hole I knew I wasn't leaving without more. I'd always been told to watch out for scorpions in the desert but I had never stopped to consider this kind!

I met this guy on sniffles Hr said he was a top but never would bareback Only condom . He had a nice big dick so I thought why not. he came over and his dick was even better in person. We made out and then he opened the condom getting ready to fuck me he rubbed his bare dick on my ass and I could hear the condom open he we not in my ass and it just felt funny. I looked and saw the condom on the bed He was in me raw. He fucked me for a while till I heard he groan He then shot his load in my ass i asked him what happened He said he just do excited that he ditched the condom worked for me

Part 4 I didn’t get good sleep. I woke up sometime later in the night. I was face down on the couch with my knees on the floor. I was groggy and my ass was still sore, thanks to the bathroom guy. Ah shit speaking of which, I was still filled with his piss and cum. “Look who’s awake. Have a fun time out?” Vince was on the couch next to me, he had a hand on my back rubbing me. “It was fine. I think I had too much to drink.” Vince got up and started playing with my ass. Sticking his fingers in me. “I’ll bet you did. A little birdie told me you had some interesting fun at the urinals.” He was slowly finger fucking me. I was too tired to resist and I was still a bit intoxicated from earlier. “You know about that? Did you tell that guy about me?” He pulled his fingers out and sucked on them, then shoved them back in. “I tell all my friends about the boys I fuck. Gotta admit, I was shocked when Harold told me about what all you did. No one hooks up with Harold. He’s definitely an acquired taste and a bit touched in the head. I didn’t know you were so turned on by his type. Shame on you Mark. You let him breed you before me? That’s not fair.” Vince pulled his fingers out and replaced them with his cock. He slid two thirds of the length in me and started pumping his meat in my ass. “Mmm… that guy wasn’t my type. He forced himself on me.” “He said you grabbed his dick at the urinals and forced it in your ass. I heard you moaned and begged for his cum. He said you also insisted on licking his feet. Dirty boy. You must be a secret kink whore when I’m not around. You didn’t have to force him though. You’re exactly his type.” He was picking up the pace. His fucking was more intense as he was getting into it. What the hell was that Harold guy saying about me? That’s not what happened! He crawled all over me! Oh god Vince’s cock was feeling really good. But it was still worn out from earlier. “Vince, my ass has already been fucked today, can you.. oh… can you please give me a break?” Vince was fucking me faster. His breathing was heavy. “Oof! Once I shoot this load off I’ll let you rest. Oh yeah! You need to take me cum. You owe me.” “Uh, no Vince, you can’t cum in me.” “Just a moment. I’ll pull out in a moment.” His cock was drilling deep. I don’t think all of it was inside me but it felt like most of it was. It was driving me crazy and it was feeling good. I gritted my teeth and endured his assault, waiting for him to take it out of me. “Oh fuck! Oh fuck mark!” Vince’s thrusting was slamming into me with such force it felt like I was splitting in two and I couldn’t think straight. My poor guts were being terrorized by his fleshy broom handle. *slam slam slam slam “AAAAGH!!!” Vince’s hips slammed forward and I felt his hips smack up against my ass. ‘Oh fuck he’s fully inside me!’ My insides felts like they were on the brink of being ruptured. In that moments I could feel every thing. The pulsing of his cock, the jet streams of his thick gelatinous cum blasting out and crawling it’s way up in my intestines. His balls pressing up against me were twitching too and I could feel the all the motions of his -Mmm- the cum leaving his balls, traveling down his long shaft and firing into my tenderized guts like a water jet. “Ugh.. no…” is all I could say as Vince collapsed on top of me. His cock slowly, periodically fucking it’s load deeper. “Woo, about time I filled you with my poz cum. It was only a matter of time.” “Vince, why would you do that?“ He came in me! Vince actually came in me! Oh god no, I need to get it out. I need to do something. I can’t let this stuff set in. He got up and pulled his long dick out of me. It was coated in a yellow white cum gloss. “You were nude on display. You were asking for it. Besides you let Harold fuck you. He may not be poz but it certainly takes a deep depravity to let him anywhere near you.” He slapped my ass and stood up. “Okay who wants next?” Next? Who was he talking too? Then I felt a new pair of hands on my ass. Vince was on the other side of the couch, watching. Someone else was here? I looked over my shoulder and saw some middle aged guy with a pot belly behind me as he slammed his cock in my ass. “Ow shit! Vince what’s going on?” “I brought a couple friends over for a group fuck but when we got here you were all naked and ready to go. So everyone thought it was best to make you the center of attention.” The middle aged guy was all ready getting to work on my ass. Fucking me sloppy. He was big but not freakishly big like Vince so it was actually enjoyable to a degree. “Ah, I need to leave. I…” I could barely speak. My ass felt good from the smaller dick going to town, plowing away. “Not yet boy. You’re gonna take my cum. Your ass is so used and messed up, but I’m fine with it.” The guy liked to talk while he fucked me. “Yeah, how much dick have you taken today? You’re a dirty slut and you love it.” I didn’t like the talk but I did like his technique. He was hitting all the right spots. But as much as I was liking it, I still needed to find a way to clean my self out. It’s not too late to- “AAH fuck! Yeah” The guy reached his finish line and I felt him shoot his load up in me as well. Fuck, another anonymous load in me. “Now can I go?” “Not yet. You have one more guest to take care of.” Vince pointed to a bear walking towards me. “Mr. Lopez?!” What the actual fuck?! It was my English teacher! What the fuck was he doing here?! “Hi there Mark, I knew Vince since before you started class. I always kept my distance but I guess there’s no point in that now. This should be fun. And no, I’m not excusing your paper if it comes in late.” Mr. Lopez got behind me and grabbed my legs. He flipped me over so I was facing him. He stuck his cock in my face which was nice and thick and around 6 or 7 inches. He was slapping my face with it. “You’re going to be a good student and suck your teachers cock.” I can’t believe this was happening. How has Vince managed to infiltrate so many aspects of my life? I can’t go to the bars or school without running into someone within his circle. Mr. Lopez’s cock was pointed at my mouth. The other guys were standing around me. I felt like I had no choice. I opened my mouth and let my teacher fuck my face. “That’s a good student. A for effort.” I worked my mouth on him while he slid it in and out. Vince had my phone and was filming me. “This will make a nice home video.” I continued to suck my teachers cock. It taste salty and I liked it. I was crossing so many lines today, but at this point I felt too far gone. I threw out my reservations and just enjoyed the cock in my mouth. Mr. Lopez had a bearish belly but he was decently muscular too. I never thought of him sexually before but in this situation he was kinda hot. He fucked my mouth faster and he seemed to get pretty close. “Why don’t you shoot it up his ass? Add to the collection.” The middle aged guy suggested. “Nah, he has Vince’s nasty load up there. I don’t want that in my dick. I don’t plan on catching the bug. This kid is damaged goods now so I’ll shoot my last load in his mouth this time.” This time? What did he mean by that? “Oops, looks like Mr. Lopez spoiled the surprise. Yeah Mark, we couldn’t wait for you to wake up when we got here so we all took turns fucking your ass. Some of us went twice.” Vince laughed like it was some big joke to him. How many loads were in me? I can’t keep track anymore. Fuck it, I don’t care. I put my hands on Mr. Lopez’s ass and rubbed it as I sucked him. “Ooh yeah, the kid is getting into it. It’ll be interesting keeping him after class. Oh fuck here it comes.” He fucked my mouth and hit the back of my throat as he grunted and came in me. I swallowed in sync with his jets. “Ahh nice. Yeah I’m spent now.” Mr. Lopez seemed satisfied, and with the last of them finishing off inside me perhaps I could find and opportunity to get away. “ -This made me think of you dad.- aaaand send.” Vince was doing something with my phone. “There we go Mark, just sent a video of you sucking off your teacher to your father. That will make for an interesting dinner table discussion.” He what?! Vince put my phone on the kitchen counter away from the main action. Immediately I could hear the vibration of an incoming call. There was no way I was going to answer that. What the hell would I say? ‘Sorry dad a guy from a gay party sent that as a joke?’ Oh… Well yeah, I guess I could say that. But still that’s going to make for one hell of an awkward conversation. The phone call stopped and a flurry of texts vibrated in. Oh boy. I don’t want to deal with that. “Well this was fun Vince but I’m exausted.” One of the guys said. “Yeah, the kid is too gross at this point for me to have anymore interest.” Another said. “Alright boys, thanks for stopping by. I’ll make sure Mark gets properly ruined through the night.” Vince and the others got dressed and headed out. He sent them on their way and I was once again left alone with him. Vince got down to my level and grabbed my chin. “So Mark, how’s it feel to be a used poz slut?” He looked at me with a devilish grin. He seemed proud of himself. “I need to go to the bathroom.” I moved his hand away and sorely walked to the bathroom and shut the door. My heart was beating fast and I felt a wave of anxiety over me. Oh god, why did things have to end up like this? I tried my best to evacuate everything the men put in me. The cum, the piss. There was so much of it. Nothing else in my guts contained anything else but white and yellow. This is my life now? Being a dirty kink slut? Sure, some of it I do like. Hell a lot of it was actually really hot. But I didn’t think I would downfall so far so fast. After I finally got a shower in and some heavy douching, I spent a long time in the bathroom. Not because I had anything left to do there. But because I was lost in thought. I figured I might do pep tomorrow but wouldn’t Vince just fuck the hell out of me again and again till it stuck? I didn’t know what to do. What I did want was to go to bed. I got out of the bathroom and was heading to my bedroom in the nude when Vince got my attention. “Oh Mark finally. Your boyfriend is here. He’s waiting in your room.” “Boyfriend?” I don’t have a boyfriend. What was he talking about? I walked to my bedroom door and slowly opened it. “Have fun you two. Don’t worry, I’m pretty much done with you now Mark. I’ll let you to have plenty of quality time together, he he.” In the bedroom. Laying in my bed was the creepy guy from the bar, Harold. He was naked and playing with his cock. “Mmm nice to see you again. Come here.” “Dude what are you doing here?!” He actually came to my place? Oh jeeze I can’t handle this right now. I walked over to grab his arm and guide him out but as soon as I got close he grabbed me and pulled me on the bed, and rolled on top of me. “Mmm sweet boy.” He grabbed my face and kissed me deep, shoving his tongue in my mouth. His saliva taste like cock or balls or something salty and musky. His lips were thick, sucking my face. Fuck his tongue was freakishly huge and slimy! He was reaching it all the way in my mouth. It danced around like a swirling eel. I pushed against him but he was sweaty and too heavy to moved. He broke the kiss and let me up for air. Spit stringing between our mouths. I coughed as I gasped. “I don’t know what you told Vince but this isn’t okay. You can’t just show up here.” He was shifting his weight on me. He moved up to sit on my chest. It was hard to breath. “We need to finish what we started.” Harold stood out on the bead and turned around. I saw the familiar sight of his big ass being spread open as he brought it down on me. “Dude wait!” I put my hands up like last time but it was harder to hold him back. My face went in his ass again and his sweaty moist pucker was reaching for my mouth. It was getting closer and I could feel his juices drip down on my lips. “Mmm don’t fight it. Kiss it. Let it know you love it.” My arms were getting weak fast. I couldn’t get out from under him and he was determined to plant his asshole on my mouth. I was tired and broken from the events of today. There was no escaping it. So I decided to give in. I let go of his ass and let him have his way. I figured I might as well rim him since I’ve already been sullied by so many others in so many ways. His hole pressed against mine and it felt like it was making out with me. I opened up and stuck my tongue inside him. His ass taste salty and sweaty, it was a strong taste but I managed to handle it. I swirled my tongue in him and his hole opened and closed with a strong suction as if it was trying to suck my tongue inside him. “Awww, that’s where you belong. Lick me deep. Enjoy your dinner.” I got used to the taste of his ass after a while. I was able to notice his asshole was fairly juicy and smooth. After the initial shock it turned out to not be that bad. He moved around a bit so I could breathe through my nose here and there but he kept his ass planted on my mouth, grinding down and moaning as I worked my way inside him. I must have licked his ass for long time. My jaw was tired and my tongue was worn out. I had to think of something to give my mouth a rest so I reached between his legs and jacked his cock. It was hard and covered in pre. He got the hint and got up off of me. But he got between my legs and leaned over to lick my mouth and face. He wanted to taste himself on me. He stuck his tongue back in my mouth and made out with me more. I didn’t know what to do with my hands so I put them on his shoulders. He put his hands on my hips and pulled me tighter against him. He grabbed my legs and spread them. I could tell he was going to try and fuck me again so I rolled over off the bed and went to the door and opened it. “Okay that’s it. Time to go.” I told him. He was on his back laying in bed looking at me. “Don’t you want these?” “Want what?” He wiggled his toes and I noticed the bottoms of his feet pointing at me. Big, plump, slightly dirty. I wanted him gone but as soon as I saw his feet I had a carnal urge welling up that my head I was fighting against. My cock got hard. My mouth salivated. I didn’t know why I was so transfixed on them. I looked back at the door and back at his feet, struggling with what to do. Fuck it. I dropped to my knees and buried my face between his huge stompers. They covered my whole face and were hot and sweaty with a strong smell. So many people were having their way with me that I wanted to have my way with something. And apparently this has rapid fire become a huge kink for me. I would never say this out loud but this was heaven. The large soft soles, the round toes, the taste, the smell, the subjugation, I fucking loved it. Damn it, I’m a foot sub, I can accept that. I just want to feel them, taste them, rub them on my face. I ran my tongue up and down his soles, savoring their flavor and kissing the heels. I work my way all over the area before moving up to the toes and kissed them then sucked on each one. I tried to shove his foot in my mouth as deep as I could. His other foot caressed my face while I worked it in. I could feel my cock licking pre as I was getting lost in the moment of the foot worship. It was the most erotic thing I’ve ever done. At least to me it was. I was rock hard and throbbing but I still held the feet to my face pressing them in. I felt like I was smothering myself in them. I could feel myself building up. As I licked and rubbed all over them, I was turned on to level I never had been before. Just when I felt like it couldn’t get anymore hot. My cock shot it’s wad hard. I came hands free for the first time and it was all because of the huge erotic feet in my face. I came up from them and looked at them. They were clean and glistening from my slobber all over them. The guy they belong to looked pleased with my work. I was a little lightheaded. I must have really gone into it hard. I looked at my clock. I was at it for 45 minutes? Wow that’s longer then I thought. Harold sat up and his cock was pointing straight at me. I guess he wanted me to suck it. I might as well. It wouldn’t be the worst thing I’ve done with him. I opened my mouth and he shoved it in. It had a strong flavor but his ass and feet were stronger so this wasn’t so bad. I worked my mouth up and down on his shaft for a moment but Harold put his hands on the back of my head and pressed me into him. “Time to drink my piss.” He’s going to piss in my mouth?! As soon as he said that his cock erupted a hot flow of tangy piss in my mouth. I wasn’t ready for it and it burst out from my lips and rand down my chin a little. I didn’t want him pissing all over my room so I clamped my lips around his shaft and gulped down as fast as I could. It was my first time drinking piss from a guy, and I was struggling to swallow it all. My stomach was getting full and I needed air. His stream slowed and I was finally getting to the end of it. I sucked out the last few drops and pulled away to catch my breath. “Fuck I can’t believe I did that.” “I knew you’d love my piss. You’ll love everything I have to give you. Get on the bed and spread you ass for me. I wanna fuck.” He grabbed me and pulled me on the bed. I was on my back and Harold spread my legs and got between them. His cock was pointed at my ass and he was getting ready to shove it in. The large cock head pressed against my hole and his arms held my legs apart. “Not this again. Haven’t you had enough?” He jammed it in me and started fucking me like how he did in the bar. Rough and ravenous. It wasn’t the best form but the girth of his cock still stretched my ass wide and I was struggling to manage it even though I had been used by so many guys tonight as is. He was thicker then the rest. He let his body down and fucked me missionary. Wrapping his arms around my torso and shoving his huge tongue in my mouth as he fucked me. He was so big, my body felt like it was disappearing under him. Then I heard the door open. Vince came in the room. He was hard again and was doing something I couldn’t see. “Aw what a lovely couple. Don’t mind me love birds I was just bringing in some things.” Harold looked over to him, his thrusting in my ass never stopped. “Shove that cock in my ass. I want to shit your cum out in this boys mouth.” “No thanks Harold. I may have no standards. But even I wouldn’t go anywhere near your ass.” “He loved eating it earlier. Slurped me all up like a good boy.” “Ew really? Wow I really misjudged you Mark. You’re a braver man then I.” I couldn’t speak to defend myself. Harold’s fucking was so hard that I couldn’t form words. The two of them were having a casual conversation while I was getting jackhammered by Harold’s short fat cock. At some point Harold convinced Vince to let him suck his cock. He was sucking Vince while he fucked me. Vince got on the bed and his balls were slapping me in the face while he fucked Harold’s mouth. This was a threesome I never thought I would be a part of. But admittedly Harold’s fucking was feeling pretty good once my ass was used to his girthy cock. I tried to make the most out of the situation and I opened my mouth to suck on his balls. I got one of his massive plumb balls in my mouth and was gently sucking it. That did it for him. I felt his balls tremble in my mouth as Vince let out a grunt. He shot what I am sure was a huge load of thick cum in Harold’s mouth. He finished up and got up off the bed. His cock dribbling post cum on my forehead. Harold looked at me with his lips closed and his cheeks puffed. He hadn’t swallowed the cum and his mouth was full. He brought his face down on me again and pressed his thick juicy lips against mine and spat Vince’s cum in my mouth. He used his big tongue to push it all to the back of my throat, forcing me to swallow it all. Vince stood in the corner of the room watching Harold on top of me drilling away. Casually playing with his cock. He had my phone in his hand filming us. “Oh yeah. Here it comes. Im gonna shoot my sperm in you!” “Woo, shoot it Harold. Seed that slut.” Vince cheered. Harold kept holding me tight as his face contorted, working up to his orgasm. I didn’t bother with stopping him. His cock felt good and I figured I was already damaged goods so what was one more load? “Aargh!! Ahh!” Harold slammed into me and unloaded his balls. I felt him pulse several times. My sore tenderized ass could feel every spurt inject into me. He awkwardly looked me in the eye with every burst of cum. He wanted to see the look on my face as he emptied himself in my ass. When he was done he laid on top of me, his cock slipped out and I could feel his cum licking out of me. We laid there for a while covered in sweat and sex fluids. Despite it being Harold, the molesting creep from the bathroom, I managed to enjoy it. “Everything look in order Harold?” “Yeah that’s all of it. Thanks.“ I looked over and I saw two large suitcases in my room. What were those for? When did they get here? Harold got up and unzipped one of them. He pulled out some clothes and was arranging them in my dresser. “What are you doing?“ “Oh did I forget to mention Mark? Harold here is so smitten with you that I decided to let him move in with us. He will be sleeping with you in your room naturally.“ I got out of bed but I was too sore to stand up. I was on my hands and knees. “What? He can’t sleep in my room.“ Harold walked over to me and stepped on me. Pinning me to the ground. He moved his foot up to my face and was rubbing me with it. An erotic wave of carnal desire for his big beautiful foot washed over me again and I immediately got hard. “Be honest boy. Do you love my feet?” I didn’t want to answer but the horny side of my brain took over. “Yes.“ “Do you want to taste these feet every day?“ “Yes.“ “Then I will be staying here with you from now on. Hey Vince. Do you want one last go at his ass? He’s my property now but I will let you blow one last load in him.“ “Eh, fine. Might as well…” Vince got behind me and pointed his cock at my ass. He pushed in with little resistance and slid all the way down to the base. He got every inch in me in one go. It didn’t hurt so bad, I was getting used to it. I was getting used to a lot of things. He kept himself firmly planted in me as he watched me lick Harold’s feet. I was moaning as I stuck my tongue between his toes. “Mmmh, go ahead Vince. Fuck me. I don’t care. Demolish me with your fantastic horse cock.“ Instead of fucking me. Vince pulled his cock out. “Uh, nah. I’m good. I already shot plenty in him today. He’s clearly your toy now Harold. He’s no fun anymore.” I was only half paying attention to what he was saying. The foot domination was blanking out my mind. In that state I didn’t care about anything. All I wanted to do was be beneath them. And if Harold was going to live with me then so be it. If he wanted to tell people I was his boyfriend, fine whatever. I’ll lick his feet every day. I’ll let him fuck me, piss inside me, drink his piss, eat his ass. Anything he wants. I just want to be a foot slut for him. I will do anything for these feet.

Chapter 20: Breeding Dean After the cleanup, we all just laid back pouring several drinks and talking. The sex was fun, but we told Dean we still had questions if he didn't mind. He said sure. First up was a doozy, asking him why he wanted to become a man. He said it was a somewhat long and complicated story. He started by saying he wasn't always fit as now and was a bit chunky and had large breasts. They were so large, his female classmates made fun of them. The guys loved fucking her breasts, but as he was a bit chunky usually didn't fuck her pussy. He said for awhile he was fine with that, as he loved cum, and guys loved to titty fuck. They also enjoyed watching her use a dildo. Oddly enough, they also seemed to enjoy eating her pussy though. Dean said as she got in shape, more guys became interested in fucking her, including her dad. Apparently her dad wasn't getting much from mom. He said her dad would often tease her in ways like accidently dropping his towel so she could see his massive cock. He said his cock was similar in size to Jimmys. He said he would often spy on his dad while he was in the shower, and go back to his room and finger his pussy. He said he was pretty sure his dad knew he was watching, but they didn't have sex until he was of legal age. Dean continued by saying she was the first to initiate sex on his birthday. He said his dad was in the shower, playing with his cock, when she joined him in the shower, proclaiming its my birthday, and I know you want me. I then asked if dad fucked pussy or ass, and Dean said mostly ass, but if pussy would be protected as he didn't want her to become pregnant. Marc then asked if he could still get pregnant, and Dean said yes, however he was now on prep. Jimmy then asked if he liked big cocks like his, and he said she'd hadn't had a real one in her for quite some time. I got up and restarted the video of Jimmy breeding me. Dean started fingering himself, and Jimmy and I started stroking each other's cocks. I then suggested I open up Dean's ass, breed it and then let Jimmy seed it. Dean got on all fours and said breed my ass. I rubbed my cock on Dean's pussy to use his juices as lube. His ass was opened up by the dildo, and no lube was needed. It was quite an interesting fuck, as every ass I've fucked before was not nearly as tight as Dean's. Dean also had amazing muscles in his ass. His ass clamped around my cock several times. The best was when my cock started pulsing its load in him. He squeezed every last drop of my toxic cum from my cock.

My heart raced when I saw the parking lot full of mostly beater cars with license tags from every county in a 50 mile radius. After paying the $20 entry fee to the cute counterboy who shot me a shit-eating grin, I made my way through the club,wishing my eyes would adjust faster so I could see if where I was going. It did not take long before a multitudeof hands were rubbing my cock hard in the semi-darkness. One of thehands unzipped my jeans and pulled out my cock which was immediately engulfed in some guy's warm deep mouth. I ran my fingers through his crunchy hair while I fucked his throat until he gagged. Not wanting to cum yet I pulled out of him and started making my way to look for some more action. In a corner I saw a hot blonde making-out with a brown haired boy and approached. Locking eyes with the blonde as I pressed my body into the back of the brown haired boy he was kissing. The brown haired boy responded by feeling up my body and then undid his pants and pushed them down a bit while he kept kissing the blonde. I spat on my cock and started to stroke. The brown haired boy turned his head toward me with his tongue out and we started kissing as I pressed into his back. Now that I could see his face I found him shockingly handsome and devoured his mouth which tasted like an ashtray yet I devoured him. He rubbed his hot ass harder against my cock. I figured I would see how far I could get raw and I spat on my hand and smeared his ass then started to press into him with a steady force. With his back still to me he started kissing the blonde again as I went in deeper. I could hear him moaning into the blonde's mouth then the blonde bent down to feel my cock pumping in his friend. Then I picked up the pace and brown haired boy separated a bit from the blonde so he could bend over and thrust his ass out to meet my thrusts in. The blonde leaned forward and put his tongue in my mouth. After touching tongues with him for a while hestarted whispering to me about how hot it was to watch me fuck his boyfriend. He said that his boyfriend was a slut to let a stranger fuck him bareback. He asked if I was poz to pull out before cumming and I smiled and whispered back that his boyfriend should pull off my cock soon if he doesn't want my charged load. The blonde whispered something to his boyfriend, who by that time I felt up enough to know was one of the hottest guys I had ever fucked. I was totally boned to feel two pierced nipples under his shirt and he moaned when I tweaked his bars. Whatever the blonde said made the brown haired boy turn his head to kiss me again. Through the kiss I said "I'm getting close to breeding you" which made him milk my cock harder. By this time a small crowd had gathered, attracted by the moaning and the sound of my hips rebounding off his hot ass. All of us were getting felt-up, including the blonde who was staring into my eyes again as I started to shoot-off deep in his boyfriend's hot hole. Half way though my spurtingthe brown haired by grabbed his hot cock which up until had been ignored by all, and beat off furiously. He came in five strokes, his ass spasming while I was still spurting in him. Some guy caught the brown haired boy's cum and fed some to me. The blonde leaned forward again and licked some of his boyfriend's cum off my lips as he beat off and whispered "I'm next."

My ass has had a break since my winter vacation in February. A number of factors, some illness, spring allergies, very busy. I arrived in Toronto for the week last night to take a course. It just happens to be PRIDE week. I got off to a good start with a 30 year old Chinese lad. Very fit and big framed. When we got to my bed it wasn't long 'til his nice average size raw cock was in my ass. He laid on a good fuck at times drumming my butt with a steady slap. There wasn't much warning when I realized he was pumping his load deep into me. This went on for a pleasantly long time. Then he moved beside me stroking my cock. Said he wanted to help me get off. I had him slide my 6" dildo in my ass and it wasn't long 'til I was blasting away. It was his turn to be surprised as my first blast hit him in the face. He had never seen 'an old guy' shoot so far. I had a good laugh. PRIDE week off to a good start.

That depends, in large measure, how you define "weren't pro LGBT". For instance, when Hillary Clinton ran for president in 2008, she wholeheartedly endorsed civil unions for LGBT people with all of the rights and privileges of same-sex marriage. That was only four years after the massive push by Republicans (in 2004) to get states to enact state-level DOMA laws, barring recognition of same-sex marriages from states where it was already legal. Sure, you can that civil unions (even ones legally equivalent to marriage) aren't enough, but that was still light years beyond what the Republicans were doing at the time. Remember, too, that from 2009 to 2013 she was Secretary of State, during which time she had to be circumspect about getting out in front of the president she served on domestic policy issues; she came out fully in favor of same-sex marriage shortly after she stepped down from the State Department. Her husband is largely remembered for signing DOMA and Don't Ask/Don't Tell into law, But DOMA passed both chambers of Congress by a wide, veto-proof majority, and as an incumbent up for re-election, vetoing the bill would have not only been swiftly overridden, but it would have handed the Republicans another issue to beat up Democrats across the board with. As for DADT, remember that was what Clinton was able to negotiate out of Congress from the Republicans' preferred position, which was codifying the outright ban on gay servicemen and women that had been effect as a policy (rather than by law). DADT was progress - slow progress, not enough progress, but better than the regression that threatened LGBT people at the time. Clinton had gone into office intending to simply lift that policy ban, but the threat from Congress to codify it into law led to the compromise of DADT. And which president ended DADT? Another Democratic president, Barack Obama. Bill Clinton was also the first presidential nominee to have an openly gay speaker at his convention, the first to say “gay” in an acceptance speech, and the first to appear at a fundraiser expressly targeted at cultivating support from sexual minorities. And he got ENDA - the Employment Non-Discrimination Act - within one vote of passage in the Senate, despite having nowhere near a majority in the Senate. Let's contrast that with what recent Republican presidents have done. Ronald Reagan famously did next to nothing for gay people as HIV began to ravage our community - despite his wife's close friendship with any number of openly and closeted gay celebrities. GHW Bush refused direct requests to remove the ban on gay people having security clearances or the ban on gay servicemembers, both of which Bill Clinton addressed. (In fairness, I should note that much, much later in life, he served as witness at the wedding of two female friends of his family, in Maine, and around the time of the Obergefell decision he said that gay couples have "a right to be happy".) GW Bush, aka Shrub, not only pushed states across the country to constitutionally bar same-sex marriage, but announced support for a federal constitutional amendment to bar it nationwide (even in states that wanted to legalize it). As for Mango Mussolini, he opposed the Equality Act (barring discrimination against LGBT people in employment, housing, public accommodations, etc.); his administration filed amicus briefs in the Supreme Court defending employers' rights to discriminate against LGBT people; he banned transgender people from serving in the military; instituted a policy to remove all HIV+ persons from the military; he proposed cutting nearly 1/3 of US spending on HIV/AIDS abroad; and a long, long, LONG list of other steps, all targeted at making an unwelcoming and/or unsafe environment for LGBT people. His famous claim to be the "most pro-gay president ever" stems from a single instance of appointing a right-wing gay proto-fascist, Richard Grenell, to a series of high-level positions for which he was utterly unqualified, solely because he was a solid Trumpanzee and gave Trump's hard-core fascist crew, like Santa Monica Goebels, "cover". Are all Democrats pro-gay? Of course not. Are those who are, perfect across the board in their support? Of course not. But are Democrats - at all levels - as a group far, far more supportive of us than Republicans? It isn't even close.

So unsurprisingly I came almost instantly on Saturday night while restrained. The dom who was using me almost had a devilish laugh when it happened knowing full well what was coming next. But I did manage to not ask or beg for him to stop. I still really struggled taking it as it felt like I tightened up and he took what seemed like ages to cum. But progress at least in being a better bottom I hope

open relationship, which shows a complete lack of jealousy and support of each other's sexual promiscuity. The latter two are vastly hurtful to one half of the relationship and shows a complete cowardice towards being sexually honest with each other.

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I would initially the idea to at least catch it in my mouth was porn, but the joy/obligation to swallow it every time unless a feeder/top just wanted to give me facial came from one, when in high school topping someone off in school made getting rid of the evidence and clean up easier. Initially I wasn't in luv with eating cum but grew to luv it. Was also a hook I had, I would swallow while their girlfriends wouldn't. Two, a good btm if he ain't gettin bred he should be swallowing babies. I never really other than the first few times of giving head in hs give myself time to like or hate eating cum. It was either I swallow or they was shooting on me, luckily i was curious enough about swallowing back then and just seeing how dudes even up to today luv getting their babies drank which turns me on makes me swallow every time. Would consider myself a natural cum eater, and yes have dealt with sum awful tasting nut that almost made me vomit. I eventually got in the habit which is hard of not trying to actually taste the nut after almost throwing up one time. Been sucking and swallowing nut since 15.

For me it was my big brother. He was 13 and I was 7. We shared a room and as he hit puberty he was a musky horny guy, I'd watch him change and after a shower we would stay naked and it wasn't long before he was jerking off in front of me. Touch me all about cum and puberty and a lot more fun stuff.

Everyone’s experience is different. No one is right or wrong on this question. Speaking for myself, I largely ignore it. I take my pills each morning and then forget about it. It’s just part of who I am. I suffer from severe hayfever, too. And I take medication for that daily in the season. Of the two, I find the hayfever the more troublesome. And that’s not me being flippant. HIV doesn’t impact on me financially because here in the UK I don’t pay for my meds. As someone who’s always tried to turn a negative into a positive (although in this case it’s more a positive into a positive) I resolved on diagnosis to exercise regularly and eat as well as I can. The result is that, ironically, I’m fitter than I’ve ever been in my life.

I love to tie two fuck boys together. Making sure the boy on the bottom has the other boy's cock resting on his tight hole. Then slowly work my hard cock in the boy's hole and drill him long and deep. Making his cock leak and slowly work its way into the other boy's hole. All the while it leaks precum and sooner or later the hard cock is balls deep as it blows hot cum into the other boy.

I prefer open relationships... too much drama dealing with cheating....and the thought of someone getting hurt isn't my cup of tea

I've fallen asleep with my cock still inside a bottom and then woken up with my cock hard and already fucking them before they're totally awake.

I really hope @Gymguy8 comes back to finish this fantastic story. By FAR one of my favorites on this site.

Last Sunday in a Munich park I got fucked in front of a crowd. Some of the guys where offering me their cocks, which I gladly took, sucked all of the cocks available. The fuck was hot, the guy was switching his tongue and his cock in my ass, what drives me crazy.. I was distracted between my poppers bottle and all the cocks available to suck. Heaven. Is like a big orgy open air, the sun and the warmth seems to attract lots of horny men together, I spent the whole day fucking, sucking, being sucked... going back tomorrow, can't wait.

Part 2 For the next few days things went mostly normal. My ass hurt most of the day after riding Vince. He had offered for me to ride it again but I wasn’t up to it nor did I really want to. Perhaps eventually I might want to try it again but my rational brain was telling me not to risk it. He had been getting a bit more familiar with me since then. Putting his hands in places where they shouldn’t go. Touching me with his dick whenever he got the chance. Poking my hole hear and there. The sort of stuff he used to do previously but now it happened with more frequency. I guess I really shouldn’t be too surprised about it. I sat on his cock, let him suck my toes and took a load of his piss up inside me. That sort of kink play would make his usual teasing seem fairly tame by comparison. Despite his previous statements he never actually went into my room while I was asleep and “finished the job“. He may be a kinky fucker who pushes boundaries, but he’s not a rapist. I wouldn’t continue to be his roommate if things got that out of hand. This morning I was still in bed sleeping. My alarm wasn’t set and I was hoping to sleep in. I felt something on my feet. Warm and wet. I slowly woke up and saw Vince was in my room at the foot of my bed, licking my feet. “Vince what are you doing?” I said half awake. It wasn’t like him to just come in here. “Good morning! Figured you’d enjoy a nice wake up call.” He continued to suck my toes. “Stop messing around. I’m not into that. I was hoping to sleep in.” Admittedly the feeling of a mouth on my toes felt good. So good I was starting to get hard. “Don’t be modest Mark, I saw your cocks reaction when I sucked your toes the first time. And I’m getting the same reaction now.” I forgot that I was sleeping in the nude. My hard on was on full display. Vince looked at it as he licked my feet. “Come on enough of that. I wanna get some more sleep.” I pulled my feet away from him and rolled to the side. Vince crawled on the bed and laid down behind me. I was wondering what he was up to then I felt his cock slide between my cheeks and press up against my hole. It was wet and slick. “Vince why’s your cock wet?” “That’s just lube, it’ll help slide up in you.” Vince rocked his hips, humping my ass. “You already had my ass three times.” “Those were just samples. Plus your ass should be fully recovered by now. Don’t you want to try and fit the rest of me in you?” He then gave jab forward and his head popped inside me. “Ugh, not right now man.” I was still groggy and tried moving away but he moved with me sliding in deeper. He started pumping it in back and forth. The lubed shaft sliding in easily. “Then just let me feel you for a bit.” I wasn’t in the mood to argue and it was feeling good. “Fine just for a bit.” Vince pushed in further and fucked my ass happily. “Yeah that’s good neg boy. Taking this old man’s dirty cock.” I didn’t appreciate the kink talk but I I figured it would be fine to let him has his fun for a little while. I’d need to get him out before he got too into it. Then Vince pulled my hips toward him and he leaned in more. He was sinking a lot more of his huge cock in me. “Ow that’s hurting. How deep are you going?” “10 inches and counting. You’re ass is doing a good job at taking me this time.” That much already? Wow I guess he really did a number on me when I sat on it. Vince reached around and grabbed my morning wood and stroked me. His hips didn’t stop humping my hole. I was fully awake now and enjoying my dick being rubbed. The cock up my ass was definitely helping. It was plunging away inside me and I could feel my insides getting bashed around. Vince was moaning and pushing in deeper. It hurt but it was manageable. I could feel it reaching quite a ways in then I felt Vince’s balls hit my ass. “Ah shit did you get all of it in?” “Not all. You’re round ass is lovely but it’s cushioning me from get those last few inches in.” His hips were now slapping my ass as he fucked. I was gritting my teeth as his length was stabbing away inside. “Can you fit the rest?” I asked not because I wanted Vince to fuck me but because I was genuinely curious if I could handle it. “Lift your leg.” He grabbed my leg and pointed it up in the air. Then he sat up and repositioned us where I was on my back and both my legs went up in the air then my knees were pushed towards my head. My ass spread and Vince was now fucking down into me. His cock continuing it’s assault. This position was very different. I didn’t have the cushion of my ass cheeks like before nor the control of sitting on it days ago. This was a more intense fucking. Vince’s monster cock dove down and up and back down. Every thrust felt like it was digging into my insides further and it was driving me crazy. His balls repeatedly slapped my ass as he came down on me. He must have been sinking most if not all of it in. His balls do sag low so that’s not the typical example of going balls deep for him. Then he started to speed up. I could tell he was getting close and wanted to shoot soon. “Ah! Vince you should pull out. That’s enough.” “You sure? I haven’t cum today yet. I was saving it for you.” “I don’t want your poz cum. Come on take it out.” I put my hand on his stomach and moved him away from my ass, his cock popped out with a moist sound. “It’s gotta shoot somewhere.” He then got on top of me and pointed his cock towards my face. He was furiously stroking it. “Here it comes. Open your mouth. I want you to swallow it.” “Get a towel or something.” He moved forward and jammed his head in my mouth. It went in deep and hit the back of my throat. “Aaagh! Fuck!” Is dick throbbed in my mouth and it blasted torrents of thick chunky cum. The flavor was intense, salty sour and meaty. It nearly made me gag. I had no choice but to swallow each blast in sync with his ribbons shooting almost like toothpaste squeezing out of a tube. I didn’t want it to get all over my bed. Vince put a hand on my head as he kept pumping his cock in my mouth. It felt like he was trying to force it down my throat, feeding his sick jizz directly into my stomach. I tried my best to swallow as much of it as I could. It seemed like it was never ending. It was making my stomach turn. But eventually it did calm down and he finally finished blasting down my throat. “Ooh fuck that was nice. Great job swallowing it. I almost thought you were gonna puke.” Once his dick was out of my mouth I coughed and caught my breath. I felt a little nauseous with my new impromptu breakfast stewing away in my gut. Vince’s cock was still semi hard and resting against my face. “Damnit Vince. Did you have to feed me it? Your cum is fucking potent as hell.” He kept sitting on my chest, rubbing my face with his leaking cock. “It was fun though. And you seem to enjoy it based on your hard on.” He each behind him and stroked my cock more. Yeah I was still hard but that was a given with the morning and all the stimulation I received. But I was still recovering from swallowing his load so I wasn’t in the mood for anymore of his mischief. I got up from underneath him and went to the kitchen since I was wide awake now. I was going to have some of the coffee left over from earlier but when I poured a mug I all of a sudden didn’t feel like it. It was my current stomach content that was spoiling my appetite. ‘I can’t believe I swallowed all that. I should have just let him spray my pillow. I can still taste it.’ I changed over to a glass of water instead. I think I was getting a stomach ache. Whatever was in Vince’s balls it was definitely not agreeing with me. I laid down on the couch to relax for a bit. My mind was going over all the things I had done with my poz roommate these past few days. I’ve taken his cock in my ass four times, once in the mouth, swallowed his cum, taken his piss, had my feet played with. This was getting out of control. We shouldn’t be doing these things. But it would be foolish to say I didn’t enjoy it a little. Sure Vince was a depraved wasting old guy but feeling that python jackhammer away was an experience I’d probably not find easily. And now I’m currently digesting a gut full of yellow cottage cheese he calls his cum. His ejaculate just isn’t normal. For a moment I thought it might have been better for him to shoot it up my ass, that way I wouldn’t have to taste it. But that would really fuck me over. Maybe if I offer to suck him off, he won’t try for my ass as much. Vince came out of my room and started rubbing my feet on the armrest. “You’ve come a long way Mark. I’m proud of you. How did my cum taste? Good right?” “Yeah it was good.” I lied. I wasn’t in the mood to argue but the foot rub did feel nice. “Glad to hear it. But I still want to breed your ass eventually.” He was now sucking my toes again. The feeling was nice and was arousing me a little. Then I said something without really thinking. “Vince I’ll suck you as much as you want. Maybe that will keep you away from my ass.” Vince stopped licking my feet and perked up. “Really? No taking this back now.” Before I could see what he was doing Vince was already slapping my face with his semi hard cock. “Suck it now since I all of a sudden have free range of your mouth.” I was already regretting what I said. I sat up and Vince pointed his dick towards my lips. I could see it getting bigger. He wanted to go again? “Come on open up.” “Now? But you already came earlier.” “I won’t waste an opportunity to make you my cock sucking slut. You don’t have to make me cum but I want you to get used to the taste of it.” Well shit. I said I would so I had to keep my word. I opened my mouth and Vince stuck it in. I sucked the head of his dick and worked some of it in. He looked at me approvingly. Previously I only had it in my mouth for a moment before he shot his load but now I was slowly nursing on it. His hips rocked back-and-forth with my head bobbing. I hope he wasn’t planning on getting all of it in. My ass was one thing. But I couldn’t fit 14 inches down my throat. His hip movements worked quite a bit of it in my mouth but he wasn’t trying to go too far. “That’s good Mark. Suck on that poz cock. Oof that’s nice. You were always so resistant to take my diseased dick. What would your father think he saw you sucking on a dirty old cock that could belong to your grandfather?” There he goes again with that kind of talk. But I knew Vince was a raunchy fucker. He was enjoying this. He was enjoying being able to bring me down several notches. Despite his dirty talk, I was able to enjoy sucking his dick. It was the biggest dick I had ever sucked or even seen so I would be a fool not to like it a little. I worked on his cock for like 10 or 15 minutes. Keeping my pace, matching with Vince’s face fucking. But now he was getting more energetic with it. I could taste his pre in my mouth. It seemed like he was building up to another orgasm. I said I would suck his cock but I wasn’t sure if I could handle another load of his tart thick cum. I could still feel his previous load in my stomach. “Oh yeah Mark. I’m going to shoot again. Be a good boy and swallow your breakfast.” He grabbed my head and fucked my face more furiously. I was starting to gag on it and having a hard time keeping my composure. Vince was grunting and I could tell he was about to blow. I really didn’t want to taste it again. “Fuck yeah! Fuck, aaah!” As Vince reached another ejaculation he slammed his hips towards my head as hard as he could and I felt his cock punch down my throat and enter my esophagus. The throat penetration hurt like hell and I couldn’t breath but his shaft kept sliding in. I could feel his cock pulsing rapidly and repeatedly as he was depositing directly into my gut. I was trying to struggle against him. Putting my hands on his hips and pushing away. But Vince was determined to get every inch of his length down my throat. He quickly got in all the way down to the base. Every inch of him was inside. My throat was on fire, I was suffocating. And his cock was still injecting it’s gross load into me. There was a pain at the top of my stomach once my face met with his hips. For all I know, the head of his dick might have punched into my stomach. His hands were on the back of my head pulling my hair into him and he was shouting with every spurt into me. I was getting lightheaded and felt like I was about to pass out. Vinces cock still throbbing in my throat. A dozen ribbons? Two dozen? I couldn’t tell. By the time it felt like his ejaculation was calming down to a stop and his cock sliding out of me my vision went black and I passed out. Probably not the Best position to be passed out. My bare ass lubed and stretched out exposed to a perpetually horny poz fucker who’s made it his goal to impregnate me one way or another.

My First Time at the Sauna It is the 3rd time this month that I found myself at this place. Fidgeting across the street of the black door that leads to the town's gay sauna. Mark is with me again and brotherly laughing at me. - 22 and still a virgin I would told him to shut up, but he’s telling the truth. I am still a virgin. At 22. If being a compulsory masturbator and a porn addict would be considered, then I would have graduated a long time ago. Mark has been teasing me a lot about this for a while lately. - like you’re getting more pussy He just laughed, a hand squeezing his junk playfully. He knows that I look, but it doesn't bother him. He is straight. - if you don't go in this time. I might have to fuck you myself, so you don't die innocent. - you wish I know that he is right again. I was resolved to fix this problem once, and it must be tonight. A month ago, the first time I walked to this place of perversion, I not only never got in, but I also never stopped, never looked either. - Wuss Mark had whispered the word so close to my ear, that I was able to feel the warmth of his breath. He kissed me on the cheek. - See you later He crossed the street without hesitation, and just walked in the place I wanted to go. Instead, I just walked by (across the street of course), eyes on the sidewalk and went back home, ashamed of such behavior from my part. Mark had told me that I was to go through the 3 W's steps before I can assume my sexuality and become who I meant to be, or I would die a virgin. When I questioned him what he meant by the 3W. He just smiled. - you will see Back then, it was all bullshit. I thought. - Wuss He had said. The word haunted me the entire following week. I've known Mark for... Well, I don't remember when Mark and I became friends, but he’s been a fixture in my life for a long time. Mom and Dad thought he was a good one out of the crowd I hang with. When I think about it, Mark crashes a lot at my house, like his folks didn't really care or trust him completely. And I like it a lot. Mark would encourage me to "pose" naked. I would stand in front of the mirror, mostly after I showered and before going to bed. I had a big cock. I thought I was blessed. - you should shave As always, his suggestion would make its way. I shaved. When I was 18, while I was on the "filtered" Internet (I know, living with religious straight minded parents at 18 doesn't have only perks…), I came across a link - the devious link - that showed me my first porn video. It was an amateur one, but what a revelation it was. So that afternoon, before I came across with the porn video, Mark got me naked shaved and erected. It didn't take a genius to figure that I would jerk off my big cock in front of the mirror. My cock was harder than ever. That's when I started noticing Mark in his boxer, a few feet from me. - You can look, I don't mind. I'm not gay. Insinuating I was. I knew nothing about sex. Even less about being straight, gay or in any spectrum of the gender identity. Mark had nice bulge, growing on size as I can only imagine. Mark and I are similar in height and weight, so I assume he was big as I was down there. For years, we had sleepovers, Mark always sleeping over, I never seem him naked. Not once. That afternoon, I jerked my cock in front of the mirror. In front of my straight friend who is not bothered to walk in a sauna and get sucked by other men. - it's only sex. Now, shoot your load for me. That brought me over the edge. My cock fully-erected, standing hard as a nail at the same size of my index finger which after less than a minute stimulation shot the biggest load ever. A full load. A load that would be able to fill one of those fancy Italian expresso spoons. Well, I don’t really shoot, in fact the warm fluid just dribble out, leaving a slick snail trail across my clit down to my marble-size balls. - way to go, fucker I was hardly breathing. My knees were shaking. - sit down That's when me and Mark went on internet and found this video that would change my life for ever. First, it was a straight amateur porn video. My first time I ever saw a girl naked which would be burned in my brain for months. It was fascinating. The absence of a cock. That wasn't the only thing. The guy, not much older than me, had an unimaginable cock. It was easily 5", with a skin over the cockhead. Twice the size of my big cock! I thought I was big with my 2-1/2" inches hard cock. This guy was almost twice the size that I was. I mean, he was huge! - you like this Mark was standing behind me, jerking his cock hidden in his boxer. For some reason, I got aroused. He is my friend, and I shouldn't lust for him. But him, being dressed, openly masturbating before me, got me hard again. - go ahead, come for me He slept over that night and made me jerked 8 times while watching the video on a loop. - Look how bigger he is than you. - you mean bigger than us - I never said that He was still in his boxer. I think he was playing me, because whatever was making his boxer tented had nothing to do with my cock, or the one from the video. - Admit it. You want to see it. But the real question is, once I show it to you, are you willing to become my bitch? I nodded. He make me beg for his cock. Again. Over and over, telling me it wasn't good enough, that I wasn't really sincere, that I wasn't ready to be a bitch. It became a game. For weeks I beg on my knees, perform erotic dances, made me tell how I would degrade myself and serve men like him. - stick two fingers in your ass. I knew what he meant. Since that first video, I managed to find many more. I stopped watching straight porn after I saw this gay threesome where two black guys with 10 inches cock (advertised) skewered a young white man, whiter than milk. And so much cum! One of the guy had produced more precum than the biggest load my peanut balls had ever produced. - Real men fuck bitch like you. That night he slept next to me and told me about the 3W. - bitch like you are easy to figure out. You will go through the 3 W's steps, or you would die virgin. - then fuck me He didn't and told me that it would change our relationship forever. Your choice. I mean, he was sleeping next to me (every night for weeks now). I didn't want to be too be greedy. That night, I think he slept naked. I didn't move or look, too afraid to lose my best friend. When I woke up, he was gone. I needed to get fucked. I was now at three fingers probing my ass. - fingers aren't the same as a cock, he had said After some research, bathhouses seems a good place to start. Hence my two first unsuccessful trips . The second time. I stayed. - what do you mean, you stayed? You went in? - no. Just what I said. Mark knew all this already. I stayed across the street for a long time, then went back home. I watched guys going in and out of the place. My nervousness must have been evident because a thin guy stopped by, ignoring Mark, and offer to go with me - I can show you around, and more if you like I shook my head. I looked at Mark. If only he would offer to go with me. - Whimp I stayed few more minutes. Enough to see Mark following the guy inside the bathhouse. It was two weeks since my second trip, and it was torture. No matter how much porn I watched, how much I played with my cock. - your clit How much I played with my clit, I wasn't able to get hard long enough to reach an orgasm. Mark had forbidden me to cum. Whimps and wusses don't decide when they cum, only when they are told to. He even stopped sleeping over. It was fucking Hell. - we go back tonight I was almost delirious with excitement. I showered, twice. I made sure my pussy was clean. I shaved my crotch, my armpits and the little hair I had on my chest like Mark told me. The though part was my ass. I turned around to ask Mark for help, but he was nowhere to be seen. He was waiting for me in my room, looking at me as I got dressed. - no underwear A quick glance at Mark told me he meant business. - no socks either I was finally ready to go. I was horny. I was eyeing Mark strangely as one of his hands was caressing his abs, up to his nipples. He was hot AF. Going commando had made my clit hard. - don't worry, your little worm doesn't show So, here I am, fidgeting. I mean guys come and go, and no one coming out screaming murder or on a stretcher. What worse can happen to me? - you, taking toxic loads Oh, what now! Mark was trying to scare me. His usual smile had disappeared. I wouldn't whimped this time. I think he secretly wanted me to stay virgin. It has been over 3 years since I've known about sex. 3 years of porn and constant masturbation, and that's without all Mark's teasing, showing off his body only clad in sexy underwear, the countless sleepless night knowing he was there next to me, leaving to my imagination the magnificent cock he was hiding from me. I was decided. - go ahead, I'll join you later So, I walked in. - 24$ for a room - I have to pay to get fucked!? The guy stared at me for few seconds and started laughing. - Getting fucked is free. You pay for the premises and the privilege to meet real man. I only had 20$, so I got a locker. Wrap in my towel, I did a tour. A mixed age crowded in various states of nakedness. I found myself back at the entry not knowing what to do. - Hmm… I am quite lonely here. Why don't you get on your knees to warm me up? I sucked my first cock, but the guy didn't cum. Then one of his friends took me to the glory holes and explain that if I wanted to be fucked, I had to get the guys excited until I get invited. So, I suck my second cock. I didn't count but did my best. The counter guy, my first suck, walked in the booth and watched me sucking another anonymous cock. He tugged on my towel. - It's my break time and I need to fuck. And you are the lucky winner. Well, I got fucked. He dragged me to the sling and resume his fuck. - Jack, your break is over - Cover for me. I can't and won't stop until I breed this one. He was frantically fucking me. I have to thank Mark for insisting that I finger myself as often as possible. My hole was still tight according to the counter guy. His hard cock was causing some pain and I had a strange feeling that my pussy would remember it tomorrow. - Guys form a line if you want to get sloppy second. You know how it works, smaller in girth first the biggest last. We don't want to waste our precious virgin here. Everyone will deflower a virgin tonight. Jack pulling the sling forward each time he was slamming his cock in, drilling me a new hole. - I'm coming bitch. I hope you are ready to take your first free charged load, because you are getting it now. I never had a chance to thank him. He just pulled out, stuffed his deflated cock back in his black denim and he was gone. Not that I had time to matter because another anonymous cock, about the same size as Jack, slipped in my wet hole. - Fuck, so warm. My ass was on fire from the first fuck. This new guy was fucking me with short stabs, his hairy belly resting over my junk, stimulating my little clit to a full erection. - urrghh, the fat man exclaimed. Another load. My hole was pulsing achily as it tried to close. Cum was now leaking. I scooped the cum with my fingers and tried to put it back without success apparently. - oh shit, look at all the nice cum you're wasting. Let me push it all back in. Another cock. The guy left without cumming, I think. Two men helped me out the sling, to a bench. The ceiling mirror was showing my skinny body and my little clit still hard as a bone. I couldn’t help but jerk my quite small dick while looking at myself. My piss-slit had ejected a little spurt of precum. One of the men shove his larger cock without warning, prompting a full discomfort. -Unnh, I breathed away, abruptly cut short by a big cockhead The other one decided to tag along by stuffing his cock down my throat. It hurt like hell. I tried to dislodge him, but he slapped my hands away and started right away seesawing my cum-lubed pussy. Mark was standing next to me, wrapped in a towel. - Whore I looked at him. He was gorgeous. I wanted him to fuck me but was only able to muffle weird sounds as the guy was face-fucking me at his pace, not too hurry to come. - by the way, it's not a dick, not even a small dick. It's a clit. You have a pussy and a clit. And you are a whore. I didn't realize that the guy had spewed his load with the previous ones until the other guy, pulled out of my mouth, and aligned his fairly large dick with my ass. - Yeah, look at you, the guy taunted, all spread out like a cheap whore on a crusty old mattress, all naked for any men to fuck you. - I am not a whore - if you say so, but I will still fuck you. Mark was rubbing his growing bulge which was becoming way much larger than I thought. The towel was still hiding the prize but there was no mistake. Mark's endowment was real. - A whore is someone providing sexual services in exchange of money. Except, you don’t get the money! - Will you fuck after? Mark grinned at me and started giving a me reasons why he wouldn’t. I got distracted by my fucker grunts and the fact that he was now on top of me, pushing my knees way past my ears, slamming in me. 'Unghhhhh…!' I whimpered… Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! -Oh yeah, I'm coming bitch. And then he was gone. And Mark as well. I was too weak to stand up so I just laid there. I wished I could say that other men came by and fucked me relentlessly. I welcomed the rest, and kind of dozed off. - Nghh! I woke up with a start and a dull pain radiating from my small balls. Jack, the clerk who claimed my cherry earlier tonight was snapping my balls with his fingers, and frigging my clit loosely. Snap! - Ouch! It hurts. I tried to cover them, but Jack pushed my hand away. His hand stayed on my nuts, gripping and pulling them away from my groin. He unceremoniously shoved to fingers from his other hand in my pussy, scooping cum. I went to protest, but he inserted the two dirty fingers in my mouth. - Now that I got your attention! I sucked the fingers like they were a pacifier, make eye contact with Jack. - My shift is over, and your locker time is overdue by an hour. Time to go. - I am with a friend. Thinking about Mark. - Which friend? - The one I came in with - Unh? You were alone when you checked in. I don’t see any friend of yours here. Jack helped me getting dressed. I looked around, and Mark was nowhere to be seen. - Your coming home with me. I need to unload my poz babies in that sweet ass of yours again and as much as I can. I will your new friend and you will be my cumdump slut. Let’s go. That night I became the slut I meant to be and I never saw Mark again.

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.

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.

Having been to both a number of times, I can honestly unequivocally say that Berlin is the hottest fucktown I've ever been to.

1. Young twink in Amsterdam after I pissed on him: „Thank you sir“. 2. Cute blond young man after I fucked the brain out of him: „My girlfriend is waiting for me, I must go now“.

Chapter III. I excused myself to take a piss, knowing that Adam’s POZ cock was about to get much closer to my boy’s raw hole. I made my way to the door and looked back. Of course my boy’s head was turned to Adam, staring at his cockhead peeking out of his jeans. He never saw me open and close the door, then hide behind a stack of boxes. Within seconds, my boy spun around and dove onto that POZ cock. He tugged at Adam’s jeans, popping buttons all the way down, and freeing that big beautiful uncut dick. Adam’s cock was so long that it reach up to his navel before his jeans were unbuttoned, and now stuck out at least 10” from his body. My boy swallowed every inch down to the root. Adam still had has camera in hand and was clicking away. "Better pull off that thing," he smirked, adding "Spin back around so your man doesn’t see you in this position, at least not unless he wants to." He looked up and over towards the stack of boxes. I suspected he knew I was still in the room! I reached for the door and opened it just as my boy swung back around. Adam’s cock was still hanging out, dangling right over my boy’s hole. I approached slowly, transfixed, as I watched a pearl of precum slowly leak out of Adam’s POZ cock and drip ever-so-slowly down and land right on my boy’s asshole. I knelt in front of my boy as he slurped my dick down to the root. I leaned forward and spread my boy’s cheeks. Adam snapped away as I worked that pearl of POZ precum into my boy’s ass. I fingered his ass as my boy moaned on my dick. Adam’s oozing cock was inches away from my boy’s ass as I kneaded his cheeks and worked my fingers in and out, getting him prime, loose and ready to take this stud’s raw POZ cock. I was on the verge of blowing my load down my boy’s throat as I reached out and wrapped my hand around Adam’s manhood. Every moment was captured by the camera as I guided that raw toxic cock into my boy’s hole. Adam thrust slowly forward as his foreskin pulled back. Every inch disappearing into my boy’s ass was rewarded with moans of pleasure from the three of us, and clicks of the camera. My boy gagged on my dick and pulled off to catch his breath. He smiled up at me, ‘I’m finally doing it. Taking POZ cock raw!’ I smiled and nodded to him. Adam began rocking back and forth driving his cock deeper and deeper into my boy with each thrust. He pulled away from the camera and handed it to me, nodding as he did so. I couldn’t believe that I was allowing this to happen, encouraging it even. I took the camera and started shooting. I moved around the sofa as Adam began pile-driving my boy’s ass. Adam’s pace quickened as his breath got more shallow. I knew he was close, and I leaned in as he bottomed out inside my boy, firing off, shooting his toxic load deep into my boy’s gut. I could see his balls clenching again and again, breeding my boy. Adam slowly pulled out, leaving my boy’s ass wide open. I could see white globs of POZ cum start to ooze out. Adam smeared the seed onto his hand and then onto my dick, leading me forward. He took the camera and began shooting as I entered my boy’s slack cummy silky hole. I knew I was working that POZ seed deeper into my boy’s hole, and that sent me over the edge in mere moments. It felt like I came a gallon, relishing the feeling of Adam’s POZ cum slipping over my raw cock, flowing deeper and deeper into my boy’s ass. I caught my breath as I realized that the camera had stopped clicking and the sound had been replaced by clapping. My boy and I heaved as Danny and Sam approached, both naked and hard. Adam patted us both on the back as he leaned forward to kiss Danny and Sam. "You boys finished, or do you want to keep this party going?" My boy grinned and smiled at me as he said, ‘I knew their plan would work!’ Only then did I realize that they had planned the whole thing. Danny started to arrange me on my knees beside my boy, both of us leaning on the back of the sofa with our asses prone. Sam slid up behind me as Danny eased up behind my boy. ‘You fuckers ready to take some more POZ cock!?!’ My boy leaned over and kissed me hard as Danny and Sam fingered our holes. When we pulled apart, we both answered with a breathless ‘Fuck yeah!’

Chapter II. Adam proposed that the five of us go back to his studio and get some photos taken. Danny and Sam were all up for it, especially since it seemed likely that they’d get to play with Adam. Three POZ cocks and the two of us seemed risky, but I knew and trusted Danny and Sam. After all, they could have stealthed us the last time we had all played together, and they knew Adam; I wondered how well they really knew him, since they didn’t seem to know that he was also POZ. My boy looked at me as if to say, ‘let’s do this now! I’m horny!’ I nodded assent, and we got the check. Adam had had less to drink, so he volunteered to drive Danny’s car. I sat in the front, with my boy tightly sandwiched between Danny and Sam. Of course, the three of them were making out as soon as Adam pulled out of the parking lot. By the time we had reached Adam’s studio, Danny and Sam were taking turns swallowing my boy’s cock. My boy didn’t even bother to pull his pants all the way up as they stumbled into the studio. Adam led us to a velvet couch in the middle of a big room. The four of us sat there as he switched on lights and got his equipment and camera together. ‘You four want to play as a group or as two couples?’ Sam suggested we do both. My boy and I made out as Adam snapped away. The sound of the camera’s shutter clicking was totally turning me on as I helped my boy slip out of his clothes. Danny and Sam stood over by Adam suggesting poses and camera angles. By the time my boy and I were naked, hard, and dripping, Danny and Sam were ready to switch places. My boy and I got off the sofa and the other guys took our place. They made out as they tore each others clothes off. They were 69ing on the cushions when Adam suggested we join in. My boy and I knelt in front of the sofa as Danny guided my mouth to his cock, and Sam guided my boy to his. We blew them for a few minutes and then Danny and Sam went down on us. God, those POZ fuckers both gave great head. Just then, Sam’s phone started ringing. I was shocked when he popped up off my cock and walked across to his pile of clothes and answered. From the look and sound of things, it was a work call. He needed to go help his boss out of a sticky situation at some country club. Danny looked annoyed, but agreed to head over there with him as Sam was still pretty drunk. They got dressed and headed out. I walked them to the car thanking them for a good time, and for agreeing to still play with me and my boy on safer terms. They both gave me a big hug then hopped in the car, planning to come back and pick us up to drive us back to our car as soon as they were finished. When I got back inside, Adam was standing next to the couch, his shirt now untucked, more or less hiding his crotch. I had noticed before that he must have been getting hard as he photographed the four of us fooling around. My boy was grinning as he posed leaned over the couch, fingering his ass, which was already shiny with lube or something. Adam had me take my clothes off again and stand beside the couch so my boy could blow me. After a few minutes, I really had to piss so I backed away and left the studio, heading down the hall as Adam directed. When I came back a few minutes later, Adam was sitting on the sofa next to my boy’s upturned ass, which seemed totally wet. My boy was pulling his cheeks apart exposing his hole as Adam took some closeups of his winking pucker. It dawned on me that his ass would have only gotten that wet if Adam had been eating him out. I figured that was fine with me. We both knew he was POZ, which meant that if it came to fucking, he’d have to bag up. Adam smiled at me and excused himself to go to the bathroom too. He shirt was still untucked, but I could see a dark spot that must have been precum. I figured he must have been turned on to soak through his pants and his shirt! Alone with my boy, I asked if Adam had been playing with his ass. He confessed, kind of guilty. I told him it was totally fine, and reminded him how much it turned me on to watch him give himself to other guys. ‘Adam doesn’t play safe,’ was all he said. I figured, whatever, then I’ll be the only guy fucking my boy today, but it dawned on me that they must have talked about fucking when I was out of the room. I wondered how much farther my boy would let things go if I found an excuse to leave the room. Adam came back but this time had lost his shirt. Fuck, he had a hot body. Spreading across his massive right pec was a biohazard tattoo. My boy and I both knew what that meant, and I could see my boy drool. Adam picked up his camera again and had me get on my knees. My boy spun around, ass upturned. Adam got on the sofa behind him as he shot my boy deep throating me. Adam nudged himself closer and closer to my boy’s prone ass. I could see he was hard as he pressed against my boy’s ass. My boy clearly liked it as he pushed back. Adam kept dry-humping him as my boy slobbered all over my dick. I looked up to see the tip of Adam’s glistening cock peeking out over the waist of his jeans. A nice uncut helmet oozing POZ precum. I thought that might be the moment to excuse myself, wanting to see how badly my boy wanted this POZ hunk to fuck him. I so desperately wanted to see his hole leaking cum again that it was starting to not bother me if it was POZ cum or not! To be continued…

Honestly, whilst I'm not explicit about wanting BB, it's not clear to me how "cumming inside you doggy" could mean anything but. Not to mention the other things in my profile on Grindr (e.g. about not sharing face pics). I swear I could: Give the winning lotto numbers (if I were some deity who could predict that) and maybe only 1 out of 1,000,000 viewers might actually win the lotto GRRR.

I am reminded of a hookup in a filthy store-front type porn theatre on Wells St in Chicago called the Bijou Theatre. Rumor was it was owned/operated by the Cincy mob, and the owner would up being shot to death in a parking lot a few doors south, but I digress. In the johns, most of the fucking took place (several years later, it was expanded to include the second floor, but this took place before that expansion) in the two very small johns in back. There was a smallish cruising area between the theatre and the johns, and I was sniffing around a guy, he me, and we went back to one of the johns to fuck. After that, we chatted a bit, and he seemed to be a decent guy. I was done and so was he, so we left together. Outside, we continued to talk, and it turned out he was a Lutheran pastor. Being raised in that particular institution myself, I was curious to know how he was able to juggle what the church taught about gay folk, gay sex, etc, and how he has just taken my load up his gut. The guy was an honest joe - he told me how he struggled trying to get some small measure of comfort between the juggernaut of the soul-crushing Lutheran position, and his gayness. He tried and tried to come up with something meaningful to say, and I felt badly that he simply couldn't. Here was a very good man, so inclined to doing good, in fact, that he took the pastoral collar. I felt so sorry for him, as he was caught between to immovable objects. It seemed that a wonderful man was being completely wasted by trying to make the world a better place, and the profession he chose simply wouldn't have it. We parted, and as I turned around to wave bye, he was just standing there watching me walk towards my car. I felt so sorry for him, for the choices he'd made, for the angst he felt each time he got his Truth fucked up his gut. The fuck was great - the guy was great - but the resulting angst (for him) was heartbreaking. While I'm sure it's happened any number of times since in the fuckjoints, I wouldn't knowingly fuck a cleric again. Too painful.

Hey y'all. I decided to continue this story. I've had pieces of it written for awhile, but couldn't figure out Matt's journey. Here is the next chapter: Paul's Continuing Seduction, part 1 Travis is right – Paul and his cock are seductive. Paul, that’s his roommate’s name. Matt learned Paul’s name after taking his bare cock and load that evening. Matt and Travis have been hanging out more in the last few weeks. Whenever Paul is home, he tries to get Matt to take his cock again. Mostly, Travis and Matt just hang together and fuck together; but a couple times Travis will invite Paul to do another threesome with them. Those times Matt is the bottom taking both cocks again and loves it when the guys cum inside him – usually begging them for their loads. One morning, Matt wakes up before Travis and goes to turn on the coffeemaker. Paul arrives home. Matt says, “Late night?” Paul smiles and says, “Fun night with a couple boys from the bar.” Matt laughs and calls Paul a slut. Matt asks a couple questions as Paul goes to his room. They are speaking softly because Travis is asleep, but still friendly. Paul starts getting undressed in his room. Matt is leaning on the doorframe. Paul drops his jeans, looks at Matt, pushes off his boxers, his cock getting hard and says, “Travis load still in you?” Matt says yes. Without thinking about it, Matt pushes his briefs off and bends over Paul’s bed. Paul feels Matt’s ass and pushes his large cock inside. Matt grunts. Paul says, “You’re such a hot slut.” Paul is a verbal fuck. He likes to talk when he fucks. Matt is turned on by it. Paul says, “You’re always walking around here in your underwear just begging to be fucked. Just leave them off so I can slip inside you. You love my cock. Just do it. Walk around naked, we’ve both had your ass. You love getting fucked.” Matt moans and pushes his ass back on Paul’s cock. Paul says, “You are the third ass I had in the last few hours. Yours is the best though. So firm and tight.” Matt says, “And I let you fuck me bare.” Paul says, “Oh those guys took it bare too. Your ass is the third one I got bare.” Matt is a little concerned about taking Paul’s bare cock so soon after it’s been in other guys he doesn’t know. He knows he shouldn’t be doing this. Paul is fucking faster now. Matt reaches back and grabs Paul’s ass. Paul says, “Worried I’ll pull out? Fuck that I know you like taking the loads you get fucked into you. Beg me. I’m close.” Matt says, “Cum in my ass. I want your load in me.” Both grunting as Paul speeds up. Matt cums on the bed as Paul cums in his ass. Paul says, “Thanks slut” as he pulls out of Matt’s ass. Matt gets up, grabs his underwear but doesn’t put it on, Paul closes the door and Matt gets the coffee for himself and Travis. Matt stops wearing clothes in Travis and Paul’s place. Paul smiles the first time he sees Matt naked walking around the house. When Travis asks why Matt is naked, Matt says, “You’ve both fucked me and cum inside me a few times now, what’s the point of wearing clothes.” Travis laughs. Paul has a code phrase for Matt now when he wants to fuck – “Travis load still in you?” Within minutes Matt is usually bent over something or against a wall taking Paul’s bare cock and then his load.

Here's the thing, though. We can say "Not all Republicans..." until we're blue in the face, but that doesn't change the fact that (a) a lot of Republicans are, in fact, whatever negative characteristic we're trying to absolve the rest from (pick one or more: racist, religiously bigoted, anti-immigrant, whatever), and (b) that batch of (racist, bigoted, anti-immigrant, whatever) Republicans are not only the base of the party, but its heart and soul. They write the party platform, which - to this day - still opposes same-sex marriage. Despite decades of proof that abstinence programs result in more unplanned pregnancies, more sexually transmitted infections, and more abortions (until the Dobbs decision), they are stalwartly in favor of eliminating any form of sex education that actually teaches kids things like contraception and disease prevention. We can say "Not all Republicans..." until we're blue in the face, but the party governance is in the grip of extremists, especially on the notion of Christian dominance. Even their would-be leaders whose family origins clearly mark them as "those people" feel compelled to Americanize their names to appeal to a bigoted primary electorate - hence we don't have former governors known as Nimarata Haley and Piyush Jindal, we have "Nikki" and "Bobby". We can say "Not all Republicans..." but the man who is essentially its leader - a twice-impeached, twice-indicted grifter - brooks no dissent and despite ample evidence of his criminality is the frontrunner for his party's nomination. No one else is even close in any poll. If "not all Republicans" meant anything, he wouldn't have 76% favorable ratings among Republicans. And that's despite virtually every single one of his former top people - cabinet secretaries, chiefs of staff, whomever - coming forward to confirm that yes, he's just as ignorant and ill-informed as everyone says. Sure, there are individual Republicans out there who don't want Trump in office again, who aren't anti-gay bigots, who aren't racist, who aren't anti-immigrants. The question I have is, "Why?" There was once a principled economic reason possible, that Republicans were better stewards of the economy, but since half our total debt was run up in just two Republican administrations, since the Republicans proved under both Shrub and Hair Furor that they had no principles other than spend the fuck out of the Treasury, that reasoning rings hollow. What, exactly, does the Republican party stand for today - not some faded tintype image from 1952, but today - that any self-respecting, non-racist gay person could support?

Chapter 14: The Seed is Planted We finished our wings and headed quickly back to the dorm where we immediately got naked. I adked Marc if he was ready for this, and he said definitely. We embraced, kissing each other, and Marc mentioned how far we've come from skinny dipping and jacking to not just fucking him but attempting to gift him. He said he knew our session would be unlike his with the doctor who just wanted to plant his toxic seed into any willing hole. I told Marc I wasn't going to fuck him, but rather make love to him. He simply smiled and said let's do it! We started off being very romantic. Kissing, cuddling and caressing each other's bodies. I quickly put Marc in position on his back, with his legs over my shoulders so I could see his face as we made love. There was a look of fear, yet excitement in his eyes. He started off by begging me to breed him. I just lubed his tight hole up, and stuck the head of my cock in him asking if he truly wanted my toxic seed in him. He hesitated and finally said yes. I had the feeling that he just wanted my load, and he would deal with any consequences after. Before I started breeding him, I told him tonight could change his life forever, and asked if he was prepared for that. Again there was an awkward moment of silence before he said he was ready. I slowly slid my cock in him until it was fully in him. I let him get use to it before starting to gently thrust in him. The look of fear was going away, and now was just pleasure. He told me he had waited so long for this night to happen. I replied that so did I. Little did he know that I didn't just want to breed him, but for him to be my first conversion. I wasn't sure that would happen tonight, as he had mentioned having the PEP which his doctor made him take after each time he made was seeded by him. I did find his bottle of PEP which the label said a quantity of 10, and there were only 6 pills in the bottle. I'm guessing that the doctor had seeded him 4 times. Before I left for the weekend, I would take a second count to see if he took one. Our session seemed to last forever. I felt myself wanting to nut in him several times, but was able to control myself. It was odd for me. I guess it was because I wanted him to be my first conversion, yet I wasn't sure he was ready for that. I knew in my heart it would eventually happen, and honestly tonight was more than I expected would happen. Marc started to beg me to fill him with my poison cum as he called it. I picked up my pace and shot a huge load deep into his second ring as i asked Marc if he was ready and willing. Afterwards he rolled on his stomach and told me to eat his ass. I started kissing and licking his back from the neck down until i got to his ass and stuck two fingers inside him. Although there was some cum in there, the majority apparently was deep in him. I then buried my face in his hairy hole pluging his hole and presenting my fingers to his mouth and he greedily sucked on them.

My first load was the first time I had gotten fucked. I was a lot younger and this older guy had been playing with me for about 6 months. He'd talked me into running around naked at his place (among other things) and had been groping me, and had started fingering me. That day he had me stripped nude and bent over the kitchen table. He had worked 3 fingers into me (using vaseline, it was pre-AIDS) and was sawing them in and out. He bent over me and whispered into my ear "Hold on, I'm going to try something else." Then he slid his (admittedly average) cock right into me. He held it there for a bit then said to me "Welcome to your first cunting. Do you know what that is? A boy is cunted when they learn to use their hole as a cunt and please older daddies. I promise this won't be your last but it'll always be your first." He then started working his cock in and out of me, then slamming it in and out. Didn't take him long before he buried it in me and dumped his cum into me. After catching his breath he pulled out but held me in place with his hand on the small of my back saying "Stay right there for a bit". He then stood back and watched his cum start to run out of my smooth, open, freshly fucked hole. He then started to finger me again, which made me moan, and said "Yes, isn't that nice?" He was right and he fucked me many times after that. All told I played with him for around 3 1/2 years. He shared me with his friends, first one at a time, then a few times all of us together. And he was right, I did get fucked a lot but always remembered my first.

pretty much constantly, but that just goes with being community cumdumps like we are. also funny when they ask if you know the names of the men who have fucked me recently. I feel like telling them “I dont even know what most of them look like” lol

Liking that vids can be longer now. This guy is posting some hot ones. [think before following links] https://twitter.com/brauktylur/status/1645176259163611136

that's my dream to have a son of mine doing that every morning

The short answer for my part is yes, I actually like being poz. But then again I have never experienced any problems and I live in a country (Denmark) where everything health related is paid for by the government through our taxes meaning I don’t have to worry about costs for meds, check-ups, blood tests etc. For me becoming poz was liberating. I know there are other nasty STDs out there but for me the big bad wolf was always HIV and once that bridge was burned it seemed like the sky was the limit for me sexually. I remember when I came out of the HIV clinic for the second time 1 month after my initial diagnosis and knew that all was shipshape and Bristol fashion I went straight to the biggest bathhouse in Copenhagen (Amigo), cleaned out my ass real good and then went for it. It was the summer of 2008 and the city was full of tourists - also inside the bath house. So I got fucked and fucked and fucked until I could barely stand on my feet and after 8 hours!! in there I went home with a sore and very loose ass still dripping cum despite my efforts to clean it out before I left. To this day I have no idea how many guys fucked me and how many loads I took - after the first hours where I counted 11 loads everything became a bit of a blurr but boy was it great!! And the biggest miracle was that I didn’t catch any other STDs after that little party. Would I reverse what happened if I could? No - certainly not. If I should have lived a live safe from HIV it would mean suppressing a great part of my life - my sexuality - and that just wouldn’t be a life worth living in my opinion.