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My name is Dennis now I am 35 years old still muscular and well supplied in pants and a proud poz seed whore. Back in the day when I was in my twenties I was a real woman magnet and devourer. A man women turned around for and hoped I had noticed them. Whenever a handsome one walked by I had always spotted them and usually it didn't take long for them to be pounded open by my cock, after they were filled with my seed they always wanted more and tried to trap me in a relationship but relationships were nothing to me. I didn't want to commit and always wanted other and more. Ideally I wanted to fuck them in the ass but none of them wanted this and so I was left hungry. I wanted to know how it felt to feel a tight and exciting hole sliding over my cock. One evening I was on a chat site looking for a new conquest. My bio said: Dennis 24 years 1 m 85 cm 87 kg muscles and a cock of 22 cm and 6 thick, looking for an ass to be filled. After some disappointing chats I got a message from Sam, 32 j athletic and looking for a solid man for solid sex. the conversation started short and to the point as I liked it. What to find for, what do you fall for, ... The answers I got back were very promising. Ass fucking was no problem, we could meet right away and I was allowed to bare fuck. My pictures excited her but I didn't get any myself because there were no pictures on the PC at work. I thought that was the least of it, the fact that I could finally fuck an ass was enough and Sam had asked if I could wait naked in on my bed, blindfolded and strapped to the bed. She would suck my cock hard and then stick it in her ass. So should she still be ugly as night I still had a blindfold on. 2 h later I got a message that Sam was at my door downstairs. I opened the door set the door to my apartment ajar and, naked and with blindfold on, lay down on my bed and fastened my hands to the headboard. Nerves began to rise a little. Imagine that I was going to be robbed by some gang, I was lying there naked, blindfolded and tied to my bed, I could untie myself but I couldn't do that now either in 1 2 3. But it was too late to back out The door to my apartment closed and I heard Sam enter the room and clothes come off. I felt a tongue licking at my limp pole and nerves immediately gave way to horniness. The idea of a stranger I couldn't see making my rod stiffened me immensely. I felt two hands push my legs open to make room for me to get between them. The next thing was that my foreskin was pulled back and my glans was exposed. I felt two wet lips and a tongue slide over my glans and then my semi-hard pole slid into a warm moist mouth. My mouth fell open because never before had I received such a blow job. That flaccid cock was hard in no time and was throat deep, I heard no gag reflex and even felt attempts to get my cock even deeper down her throat. I wanted to be able to put my hands on her head and thrust but because I was tied up I couldn't. It only made me even hornier. Who was this and this person knew how to give a blowjob. I moaned with pleasure but still I had not heard a sound from the person who was giving me pleasure. This could take forever, this was by far the best blowjob I had ever received but e moist and warm mouth left my now hard and firm cock. I felt Sam shift on the bed. I felt two gentle hands pushing on my legs and a sphincter pushing on my glans. The time had come at last I would fuck an ass. It was just too bad I didn't get to see that moment ass. I felt Sam lower himself down and without effort my glans drilled an opening in the ass and made its way inside. The sphincter opened up nicely and clamped around my inward going cock. I let out a deep moan but to my surprise I heard nothing from Sam. What a woman I thought to myself, she can suck like the best and get a monster of a cock in her ass without screaming to stop. My cock was completely inside her hole, a heavenly feeling. It was a warm and narrow hole and my pole begged to be ridden. I felt the ass resting on my legs and getting used to my monster. Getting used to it didn't take long and slowly Sam began to ride my cock. This was heavenly, the sphincter tightened completely around my pole and slid smoothly over my fat cock. I wanted to grab hold of Sam and be able to thrust my cock hard into her hole but I couldn't. So I began to encourage her to go harder. Ride slut, ride your hole hard on my fat stick. Show how much you like being fucked in the ass by a real guy. Still I heard no moans from Sam. I couldn't hold myself back and went all the way. The encouragement did help as she started riding my fat monster harder and harder. It wouldn't be long before I would squirt and I still want to see her riding my pole. I want to be you riding my pole I called out to Sam and I heard a groaning laugh and an ok. This was the first sound I heard and I was surprised that it didn't sound very feminine. As Sam continued riding my cock I untied my hands and with one hand I grabbed her hip and with my other I pulled off my blindfold. My eyes had to get used to the light for a moment. My other hand gripped the other side of the hip and I began to set the pace. I could see Sam's back and it didn't look very feminine either, sporting broad shoulders and also saw that Sam had short hair. It didn't bother me that she looked masculine from behind because the moment was there to fill the ass up and felt my muscles contract to take the first shot. Here it comes slut I cried out and I felt the first string of seed squirt out of my monster into Sam's hole. The second and the third immediately followed and I felt the hole being filled with my seed. My cock went limp in Sam's hole and Sam straightened up causing my cock to come out of Sam's hole. Sam turned and wanted my cock , but my mouth fell open. My eyes now saw for the first time that Sam was not a woman but a man, not a female type but actually a solid tough man . Sam took my cock in his mouth and wanted to lick it clean . My head was still processing it but my hands pushed him away from me anyway. What are you doing, get off me. Didn't you like it said Sam, judging by your reaction just now, I didn't hear you complaining anyway. I didn't know what to say because he was right I had never had such a blowjob and orgasm. But still, I liked women, also only fucked women and didn't feel good about the idea that I had just fucked a man even though it was, the best I had ever experienced. Sam stood up a put his clothes on while I was still completely out of it from what had just happened. When he was dressed he put his cell number on the dresser. Just in case you feel like it and want to find out what you are missing. I said nothing but thought hell no. Sam went outside and I heard front door of the apartment open and close again. I stayed in my bed for a while longer and tried to grasp it all. The days that followed were an intoxication for me. My thoughts were in knots. On the one hand it was the best sex ever and on the other hand it was with a man. The days went by and by the end of the 2 week I didn't know what to do with my hotness anymore. My head had had enough. It was the best sex and it was with a man. I had enjoyed it until the moment I knew it was a man and my monster wanted more. Even though I wasn't fully convinced yet I took Sam's number which was still on the closet and sent him a message with the much telling the words HI, Dennis here. How are you. Sam sent back almost immediately. S :Here all good, actually expected you earlier.D: Don't actually know what I'm doing, but I want to see you again. S: Lol. What are your plans this weekend. 😧 not much have no plans until I have to go back to work Monday. S: if you want you can feel free to come with me, I'm going to my cottage this weekend 😧 uh, I don't know. I was actually just thinking of fucking you blindfolded again. S: well if you want to fuck me this weekend you will have to come with me. S: you should know I don't oblige you to anything but you certainly wouldn't regret it. S: I am leaving in 2 hours. I can come and pick you up. I will park in front of your door and then I will see if you wait in front of your door or not. If you come with me you don't have to pack much, just some fresh clothes and toothbrush will do. 😧 I'll think about it. 1 hour later 😧 Send me the address then I can drive myself and if I don't feel comfortable I can always leave and you can continue your weekend and you don't have to bring me back. S: You have a point there. I'll send you the address later. Sam sent Dennis the address and what time he was expected. Dennis looked at the message and grew more nervous by the minute. Would he leave, he didn't know the guy and was he sure he wanted to go through with this. But like any guy not he decides not with his mind but with his dick. He took his things put them in a sports bag and left in the direction of Sam's vacation home. It was a 2 hour drive and the whole ride he was nervous, tangling with himself. When he got there he even hesitated for a moment whether he wouldn't just turn back right around, but he didn't have the chance because Sam had seen him drive up and come out. To his surprise, it was not a small house but a large villa he was parked in front of. He stepped out. I'm glad to see you he said, I really didn't think you would come. Yes I am surprised at myself for being here said Dennis. Come let's go inside so you can settle in. With knees buckling and still doubting Dennis stepped inside. Want something to drink asked Sam, you must be thirsty after that long drive. Yes is fine said Dennis. Sam went to the kitchen and came out with 2 filled glasses of Getorade. It's not fresh yet he said because I've only been here an hour myself. No problem said Dennis and because of the nerves drank the whole glass in 1 go. The taste was not as he had expected it but the drink was not cold so it must be because of that he thought. Let me show you your room said Sam with a grin. They went upstairs and Sam opened the door to the room, this is where you sleep. Unless you want to sleep with me he said with a grin. Dennis felt his heart pounding in his throat and grinned back shamefully. We'll see how it goes he said. He stepped into the room and Sam left Dennis alone for a moment so he could unpack his things. When you are ready you should just come downstairs and we can talk for a while he said. Sam put himself on the king-size bed and wondered what he was doing, but he opened his gym bag and took out his things and put his things on a closet. He spun around the room a few more times and gathered all his courage and went back downstairs. While Dennis was upstairs Sam laid out only necessary gear so he could initiate his new prey into the wonderful world of Tina, Xtc, G, seed, hard fucking and total submission. That stupid fucker didn't know what he was getting into but there was no turning back as he had already taken his first dose of G and within minutes would become very willing to give himself completely to his new life as a cum dump. Did it work out said Sam. Yeah thanks said Dennis. What convinced you to come asked Sam. The nerves began to ebb away from Dennis and he began to get more at ease. Well yeah I actually don't know, I guess, I don't know why I came. Aren't you just curious about whether you really love fucking a man said Sam. Yes I think it must be something like that said Dennis. He really just wanted to put his cock back in that ass to experience that blissful feeling again and preferably with a blindfold on so he didn't have to see he was fucking a man. Sam sat down next to him in the seat. I will introduce myself first he said. I am Sam 32 j gay and am both top and bottom but more top than bottom actually. Dennis asked why he hadn't actually said he was a man on the chat. Well you just didn't ask said Sam, should you have asked I wouldn't have lied about it. I am often on the chat looking for men who are bi or men who don't know yet that they are bi or gay. Even though I knew you are straight I wanted to take my chance because I think you will be able to enjoy this. I have been following you for a while and have chatted with you a few times without knowing and you had become a goal for me and look I have been proven right after all. Dennis didn't know whether to feel flattered or angry. But his body began to feel weird, he slowly began to lose control. Do you do this often asked Dennis. Oh once in a while I do try to seduce a straight guy rarely with success, but I hope I've got a bite now said Sam convincingly. Dennis struggled to respond and just nodded. Do you come here often on weekends he tried to keep the conversation somewhat normal. I try to come here twice a month anyway, but this weekend I am meeting up with 7 more friends to celebrate a birthday. Tomorrow the others will come and we will have a party. If you are still here you are certainly welcome to join the celebration. Dennis didn't know what to do anymore. Should he try to walk away now or stay because what this he did not expect there would be 7 other men and what would they think he was here for. He would immediately be considered gay and he wasn't. Sam saw that Dennis was getting harder to focus and saw that the G was starting to do its job. Enough chatting, what do you want to do now that you are here he said. I don't know said Sam, just put on a blindfold and let you do your thing like last time. No more blindfold this time said Sam, that was good for the first time. Now if you still want to fuck my pussy you will have to do something for it. What then? I'm not your disposable object hey said Sam I have my needs too. I don't know if I can and want to do anything with you said Dennis. Let me help you said Sam, let's take away some tension and see how it goes. Ok, said Dennis. Sam got up and went to a cabinet and took out a crystal filled pipe. What is this asked Dennis who was already starting to get a little more into a trance. Well I will melt those crystals later and then you have to inhale the smoke, hold it and then blow out a big white cloud. That will help you get a little calmer and a little looser. You will see if you do this you will be a little less restrained and everything will go by itself and you will see how far you get. Because we're not going to do anything you don't want to do. I don't know said Dennis. I've never done drugs before. Just try it you will see you will be more at ease. Sam lit the lighter and held it under the filled ball of crystals. The crystals began to melt and Sam pushed the pipe to Dennis' mouth which no longer gave resistance. And now inhale deeply and hold it like Sam said. Dennis hesitated for a moment looked into Sam's eyes and breathed in deeply and felt the tina flow into his body and when he couldn't hold it anymore he blew a big white cloud. Good boy said Sam and now again. Dennis obeyed and sucked in the smoke. He felt better and deep inside a horniness welling up. After the 4th puff his eyes were already turning in his head and his hands began to fondle his body. Sam took the pipe back and asked how he felt. I feel horny, dirty and like I could take on the whole world. Good, Sam said exactly what I want to hear. Now I will take a puff myself and then will blow the smoke into your mouth, is that good for you. At this point all was well for Dennis for he was already almost completely off the map. Sam melted the crystals, sucked the smoke, put his hands on Dennis' head and pulled him to his mouth. Placed his lips on Dennis's and blew the smoke into Dennis's mouth. When Sam pulled back, he kissed the lips of Dennis who was enjoying the attention he was receiving with his eyes closed. When Dennis blew out the cloud Sam sucked smoke again and placed his lips back on Dennis' mouth but this time with a little more indulgence again blew the smoke into his mouth and while pushing his tongue in with it. Dennis who was startled by the new sensation he experienced in his mouth tried to pull his head back but couldn't because Sam had a firm grip on him. It was not long before he surrendered to his horniness and he too stuck his tongue in Sam's mouth. The two were now kissing fiercely and Sam pushed Dennis down into the seat and lay on top of him. He kissed him on his neck and with his tongue he went wild. Dennis moaned with pleasure and without realizing it himself his hands were sliding over Sam's body. S: Do you like it D : Hmmmm yes S: Do you want more D : Yes S: then take off your shirt Dennis looked at Sam with longing eyes and took off his shirt and also took off Sam's shirt. Deep inside he was amazed at what he was doing but his body reacted on autopilot, the chems and the horniness. Again they began to kiss fiercely. S: lick my nipples, and show me you want more. The chems were now working at full speed because without the G and the Tina, Dennis probably never would have done or dared to do this. But like a man possessed he began to lick Sam's nipples S: good, show me you want this. Show me that I make you horny. Dennis growled and licked at Sam's nipples and with his hands he went over Sam's back to his ass and took a firm hold of him. S: let yourself completely go, let your true self come out. Dennis shocked himself never thought he could get so horny from kissing a man, let alone licking and sucking his nipples. Sam reached back for the pipe and melted back the remaining crystals. S: take another hit so you are completely free He pushed the pipe into Dennis' mouth and he eagerly sucked the Tina in and after a few moments blew a big white cloud into the room. Sam pulled Dennis straight and kissed him again as they stood up. S: how are you feeling honey Dennis bit his lip and his hands felt his whole body, he slid his hand down his pants and took his limp monster in his hand and began to jerk himself. His other hand went over Sam's chest. D : I don't know what's wrong with me but I feel extremely turned on and can't wait to fuck you. S: you are not ready yet darling, to fuck my pussy you will have to prove yourself first. He kissed Dennis again. D : what do I have to do to prove myself S: take another hit of the pipe first. Dennis did what was asked of him and took another solid hit of pipe filled with Tina. D : this stuff is fantastic, what is it actually S: This stuff is Tina, and it makes you the horniest guy ever. It makes your true self come out. D : it does indeed make me extremely horny and never thought I would do all of this. S: if you want to fuck my pussy get on your knees. Dennis did what was asked of him and got down on his knees. Dennis pulled on his own limp dick with one hand, his other on Sam's hard cock and sucked as hard and as well as he could. He felt a rush rising in Sam's cock. S: here it comes slut, here comes my seed, swallow it if you want to fuck me S: ah yes, yes yes yes Dennis felt his mouth being filled with hot seed and stopped sucking but kept the squirting cock in his mouth. Sam squirted so much he couldn't keep it all in his mouth and the seed ran down the corners of his mouth. S: swallow, Swallow my seed you filthy bitch Without really thinking about it anymore, he swallowed Sam's seed. Pulled his mouth from limp cock and wiped away the seed running down his cheeks. Sam shook some more and then sat down in the couch. S: that wasn't bad for your first time honey Dennis who now came to sit next to him still turned on and high but realizing what he had done. D : thanks S: that didn't sound very convincing Dennis' mind shot in all directions, it was the first time he had sucked a cock and tasted cum. It tasted different than he had thought. It tasted sweet and startled at the thought of wanting more of this. Sam got up and went to the kitchen and came back with a filled glass of Getorade with G in it S: here take a sip to pass it all through Dennis accepted the glass and drank it all the way down. D : may I fuck you now S: just be patient honey, you will get your reward but let me get my strength up for a moment And the new dose of G work he thought to himself. Sam put on a porn movie to stay in the mood, to keep Dennis relaxed it was straight porn. After fifteen minutes Sam saw that the new dose of G was starting to do its work on Dennis and he fondled his leg. Dennis moaned lightly and Sam licked his nipples. Dennis closed his eyes and enjoyed the attention he was getting. Sam came with his mouth on Dennis' mouth, he opened his mouth and they began to tongue kiss firmly again. S: follow me (he whispered). Sam and Dennis stood up, Dennis felt that he was unsteady on his feet from all the chems that had flowed into his body. S: before we go upstairs take a few firm hits first then we can continue for a while. Dennis who had completely lost control did as he was told and took a few more firm puffs of the pipe. Sam took Dennis' hand and led him into the basement. Sam turned on the light and Dennis saw a dark room lit in neon with a large bed, chains hanging from the ceiling, all kinds of stuff lying in a glass case a weird couch a wooden cross and a cloth held up by 4 chains. Dennis's head spun and tried to take in the room D : what is all this S: this is my play and transformation room. D : transformation room? S: you will see, but don't think too much about it now and get on the bed. Dennis waddled over to the bed and lay on his back and looked at the ceiling which was completely spinning due to the chems. Sam took 2 wrist and 2 ankle straps and put them on Dennis. D : what are you doing S: I will let you enjoy yourself but I only want to do that when you are tied up Dennis didn't feel like resisting and let Sam have his way and the wrist straps around his wrist were latched to the head of the bed. His legs were pulled open and each attached to side of bed. Sam looked at his prey with a gray. He doesn't know it yet but soon not he will be fucking but he will be fucked. S: all good baby Dennis was in a trance for a moment and could only utter hmmmm yes. S: Shall I make your limp cock stiff so you can fuck my pussy? D : My monster is already stiff Sam looked at Dennis with a grin S: take a good look at your cock I think it needs some attention to get it stiff. Dennis looked at his limp and lame cock 😧 all along I thought it was stiff. How can this be, I have never felt as horny as I do now S: I'll help you baby. Sam knew he could suck as much as he wanted on Dennis' limp cock, he wouldn't get any life in it because Dennis already had so much Tina in his body that he had a Tina dick. Sam took the limp cock in his mouth and began to lick and suck it. Dennis moaned at feeling the warm mouth around his soft cock. But as expected it did not come hard. S: don't you like it baby 😧 yes I do S: your monster apparently doesn't Dennis looked at his cock and saw that it was still limp. He was embarrassed. D : sorry I find it really delicious, I've never had this before. S: no big deal, don't worry about it. I will try to spoil you in another way. D : how then S: leave that to me and just surrender to me completely. Sam took Dennis' balls in his mouth and sucked on them for a while. Dennis curled his toes in pleasure and fell deeper into a trance. But this was not the end station for Sam, he took a pillow and pushed it under Dennis's ass so his pussy was easier to reach. He pushed Dennis' ass open and licked his way to his virgin cunt. D : what are you doing S: just enjoy it I'll give you something better than a blow job. Sam began to lick Dennis' pussy and he became completely ecstatic with the new experience. Sam played with Dennis' hole for a moment and then abruptly stopped. D : don't stop this is way too good. S: I want to lick you further but then I will have to clean you first darling. I'm not playing with a dirty hole. D : I washed before I left. S: that may be good but all that hair sticks in my mouth and you're not clean inside. S: I will clean you up and then you can continue to enjoy yourself. Sam took hair removal cream smeared it all over Dennis' ass, pussy cock and balls. He went to glass case took a bedpan, 2 balloons filled with liquid and a towel D : what are you doing to me S: quiet baby I am getting you ready so you can continue to enjoy yourself. I will rinse you and that cream I smeared is to remove your hair. Dennis let Sam proceed as the G had him completely in his power. He felt the pillow taken from under him and a cold metal thing was put in its place. He felt a narrow tube being pushed into his sphincter. S: I will inject liquid directly into your ass. You keep this in until I say you can unload. D : what, I don't want that S: now surrender completely you will thank me afterwards. Dennis had no choice and he felt his ass being filled with the liquid from one of the balloons. S: hold on baby. After a minute or 2 S: let it come out Dennis let the liquid come out and Sam saw that chempiss he just put in his future slut's pussy was clear and clean. S: good baby we only have to do it once because you are clean He squirted away the cream with the other balloon and dried the hairless cock and cunt. He pulled the bedpan from under Dennis and put the pillow back under it. Dennis began to feel the effect of the chempiss. He got hotter and began to fly even more. D : oh man I'm horny, please lick me, I want you to lick my hole. S: do you really want that. Do you really want me to play with your ass. D : yes pleas give it to me. S: what will I get in return. D : I will suck your cock, kiss you anything you want. S: well baby I'll think about how to thank me. The stupid fuck didn't know what he had just promised. Sam took a shard in his hands and sat back between Dennis' legs and licked back at the virgin pussy. Dennis mouth fell open and gasped and moaned heavily. Sam stuck his tongue into Dennis' hole and noticed that the sphincter had already become less tense. He took the shard Tina had in his hand and as he licked he pushed deep into Dennis' hole with tip of his finger. Dennis was still in ecstasy and had not noticed the finger in his ass. What he did notice was his hole was starting to get very warm. D : what did you do, I am burning inside. S: I haven't done anything, you are just letting your true self come out. D : oh oh oh oh I am so hot. Hmmmm Sam licked firmly on and knew his work was almost done. For the sphincter was now completely loose and beginning to open. He stopped licking and came to sit up and he looked at Dennis who was now flying so high. Dennis did not know what to do with his horniness and he got a longing feeling from his ass. A feeling of emptiness and the need to be filled. D : what is happening to me he moaned D : my hole, my hole S : what is happening to your hole D : it feels so empty S : empty do you want me to put something in it D : I don't know D : yes put something in it so it doesn't feel empty anymore. S : are you sure? Because if I put something in it I don't know if I'll be able to stop. D : yes I don't care, put something in it. S : what do you want me to put in, my finger? D : yes anything is good Sam inserted 2 fingers into Dennis' pussy and began to lightly finger him. Dennis heaved a deep sigh at feeling the fingers in his asshole and enjoyed the feeling. But the empty feeling remained. S : is it good like this baby D : more it has to be more. Sam grinned. S : shall I take a dildo for you D : yes do it Sam took a slim dildo put some lube mixed with Tina on it and gently pushed it into Dennis' hole. Dennis cave welcomed the dildo by opening even more. Little by little the dildo went deeper and deeper. Dennis moaned and again felt that burning sensation. D : oh yes, more, deeper, harder. I'm so hot, fuck Sam enjoyed this, the moment they ask for more. The moment they let their pussy be used for the first time and enjoy it. S: you see baby I was going to let you enjoy it. Let your true self come out, let yourself completely free Sam gently fucked him with the dildo and Dennis moaned heavily, but the dildo was still not enough to take away the empty feeling 😧 more I need to be filled more. A big grin came on Sam's face, this is what he had been waiting for. S: if you want to be filled more I will have to fuck you I'm afraid because I don't have anything thicker anymore Which was a big lie, but of course Dennis didn't know that. Dennis didn't care how or with what but he needed to be filled and lay shaking with desire on the bed. S: if you want that will have to get me hard first then. Dennis opened his mouth and Sam removed the dildo from the slightly gaping pussy. Dennis immediately felt the empty feeling return and mused no leave that one in place. S: if you want to be filled you will have to suck me first slut. And let his limp cock hang in front of Dennis' mouth. Dennis's desire to be filled was so great that he raised his head and sucked the cock inside and began to suck the cock like a real meth whore. He felt his mouth being filled back with the stiffening pole and couldn't wait for that cock to be in his pussy. S: just stop sucking baby or I'll fill your mouth again. I will reward your cunt with my fat cock. He quickly shoved the bottle of poppers under Dennis' nose and let him do a few more deep pulls. Sam untied his legs from the bed and placed them on his shoulders. He placed the tip of his glans against the yearning sphincter S: are you ready slut, are you ready to be fucked by a real man. D : yes please fill my hole, I can't take the emptiness anymore. Sam pushed his glans through the sphincter and felt the warmth of the virgin cunt. Dennis moaned heavily and felt like his sphincter was going to rip. D : That hurts. It hurts. Stop S: now I can't stop baby And he pushed his shaft deeper inside. Dennis felt his hole being pulled open even more and more pain, but the empty feeling was gone. Sam was almost balls deep and stopped for a moment so Dennis' hole could get used to the intruder. Dennis felt the pain begin to fade away and in its place he got another wave of horniness. He got the poppers shoved under his nose once more and sniffed it heavily through each nostril. Sam felt the sphincter relax and that was the signal to start thrusting. He started softly and saw Dennis breathing heavily with his mouth open. D : oh my god, fuck , oh my god D : harder, fuck me harder S: do you want me to fuck harder, do you want me to fuck you like a real slut, a whore, a cum dump. S: tell me you're a slut a whore and you have a cunt to be filled D : yes fuck me D : fuck me, I'm a slut, a whore and have a cunt to be filled Sam needed to hear no more and he began to fuck more firmly. Dennis began to moan more heavily D : oh fuck yeah, fuck, oh my god, fuck me fuck my hole S: Now your cunt is still straining so nicely slut, but by the time I am done with you you will have a real open cock asking slut hole. I'll make a true cum asking whore out of you. You'll never want to fuck a woman's cunt again. S: do you want that slut, for me to fully train you into a real whore D : yes, yes make a whore out of me. Sam was ramming heavily into the tight cunt and Dennis cried out in pleasure. S: open your mouth slut because I'm going to spray your'e mouth full with my cum. Dennis eagerly opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue S: Here it comes bitch Sam pulled his cock out of Dennis' pussy leaving a gaping empty hole, and as fast as he could he stuck his monster in the open mouth and began to squirt. Dennis eagerly drank the offered cum and did not have to be encouraged to swallow this time. It was also the first time he tasted his own pussy and it tasted for more. He licked the slackening dick clean and enjoyed his first fuck for a moment. But that empty feeling and the moaning of his now gaping cunt to be filled came back. D : fill me, fill me again, I can't do without it. S: look at you, you're becoming a real whore. Never enough. But I'll fill you up slut, I'll keep your cunt nice and open for later on Sam took a big butt plug put some extra special lube on it and pushed it to the gaping hole. The sphincter opened without a problem and let the plug in. Dennis let out a heavy moan as the plug reached its thickest point and let out a deep groan as it sucked into place. Again he felt that burning sensation as the Tina began to work into his gut wall and again got very hot. S: try to get some rest first slut. You are nice and broken in now but when the others are here later you should be able to serve them too because you are my birthday present for the party. Dennis who hadn't had a sober moment since stepping through the door a few hours ago could only nod as the new load of Tina shot through his body. The feel of the butt plug was blissful as it took away the seeing sensation of his pussy. Dennis looked at Sam with horny and flying eyes and bit his lower lip groaning S: did you like your first fuck slut, do you want to be hammered more by real cunts D : oh yes that was delicious, I never thought I would say this but getting fucked is heaven. I more I want to feel you inside me every day. I love you. He felt like every cunt that he himself had fucked before and who wanted more after they had been fucked by him. He hoped Sam would tell him he loved him and would fuck him every day. Sam grinned and looked proudly at his new creation. S: I will fuck you again slut and will turn your cunt into a gaping seed-demanding hole. Soon when my friends are here we will include you in our brotherhood and we will be bonded forever. He came closer and placed his lips a few inches from Dennis'. Dennis put his head forward and kissed him passionately. S: Get some rest I'll be back later to get you ready for the party.

It was Saturday and I was in need of a haircut. I knew of a barber shop close by that I never tried before, so I thought I'd give it a try. I drove over there and walked in, finding it was empty. I was the only customer. The barber, not surprisingly, said "Come on it." Seeing how I'm gay I have pretty good gaydar, I suspected the barber was gay which I thought would make for interesting conversation. I'm a small framed guy and was wearing a pair of shorts and a T shirt. I was also wearing a pair of blue, very small undies made for gay men. The barber, in contrast, was a big man with a crew cut, and had a deep voice but still had a slight lisp, which is probably why my gaydar went off. I hopped up in the chair and he put that big cloth thing over me putting it tight around my neck. "How do you want your hair cut today?" he asked. I said I wanted a crew cut like his. "Okay, great. That's easy enough." And, as he began cutting my hair he made small talk about the Rangers and local sports. As he eased over to my right side he leaned into my right arm which was at the height of his cock and it felt like his cock was up against my arm. I stayed still as he moved ever so slightly moving his cock across the side of my arm as he continued to cut my hair . His cock leaning on me started making me hard. I knew he was seducing me. He moved away and turned around to grab another cutter, and ands were under the drop cloth, I undid my shorts real quick, sliding both my undies and shorts down far enough to let my cock stand up. By the time the barber turned back to me, even a casual viewer could see the outline of my hard cock under the cloth. He now positioned himself to my left side, lowering the chair a little bit, so his cock was now at face height. My cock started to twitch under the cloth. I'm sure he saw it. It was obvious. He was cutting away when he directed my head towards him. His hands were rubbing my head more than a usual barber would do. I could see his big cock through his pants. It was that obvious. But he kept cutting. I started rubbing my cock cock under the cloth, and then he finally acknowledged me, saying "I like that." I looked up and he was looking at me rubbing my cock under the cloth. I started staring at his hard cock in his pants. He responded to my gaze, asking "You like that, don't you boy?" "Yes, sir." He moved extremely close to me, all the while rubbing my head, and then directed my face towards his big cock, in fact he slowly pulled my face up against his crotch, and held me there as he got a big hard on. Then he paused and went to lock the front door, hanging the 'Out to Lunch' sign in the window. My cock was stiff and throbbing, and when he had me stand up out of the chair, my shorts fell to the floor. He got behind me and undid the cloth. I was standing there with my little undies down , my cock still hard with a t shirt on that he quickly pulled up off of me. He massaged my shoulders looking me over. "Follow me," he said. He opened a back door which led to a small room that contained a bed, three video cameras and a television. The barber instructed me to sit on the edge of the bed, which I did. He pulled his pants off reveling a really big hard cut cock. He turned on the tv and the camera. He stood in front of me and I naturally reached out and grabbed it his big cock. It was really warm. His cock had a really big head, and he was oozing pre-cum. He offered me his cock, and without hesitation, I kissed it and licked the head, swirling my tongue over it. From the position where I was situated, I could see the TV screen, and in the monitor I could see myself enjoying his cock. He grabbed my head and started fucking my mouth, talking dirty, making me submit to his big cock. "You love sucking my big cock, don't you, boy? You just love taking it in your mouth, don't you?" I looked-up as he stroked my mouth, his verbal seduction of me was clearly a turn-on for both of us. Each of us knew his role. He kept it up, asking "You need that big cock, don't you?" and "You need my big cock up your boy pussy, too, don't you, boy?" "Yes, sir," I replied. He then lay back on on the bed, his big cock standing straight-up, and hard as a rock. I positioned myself between his legs and resumed sucking his big cock, up and down the shaft and over the head, and then rubbing my tongue down the shaft to his balls. I used my hands to pull down on the cock and tell him to push out his pre-cum. I watched as the pre-cum would drool out of his cock head. Then I would lick it clean. The taste of pre-cum was becoming heavy, and when he told me to straddle his cock, I did. We started by pinching each other's nipples, his cock lodged under my balls. Leaning back, I rubbed our cocks together, and when he pulled me up, I knew what he wanted. He fished some KY from the drawer of an adjoining night table, I willingly lubed his cock down with it, and no less willingly applied a generous amount on my hole. We were fixin to bareback. There was no mention of poz status. I was too hot for cock to care about it at that point. I grabbed his big cock and slowly worked the head in. The camera was rolling and positioned to see his big cock head penetrate my boy hole. It took some time, but finally I got the head in. He grabbed my hips and held me steady as he started pumping me slow and steadily, working his cock in a little more with each stroke. I moaned with pleasure as I slowly loosened up taking all that big cock deep. My cock was rock hard and dripping pre-cum on his stomach. He went in balls-deep and held it there, only taking short strokes. I massaged his balls and I could tell his pre-cum was making me slick. He said "I'm gonna breed you," and with that we flipped positions and he fucked me from behind. I felt like I was gonna cum. He was fixin to fuck a load out of me without even touching my cock. It felt so good. He was hitting the right spot. I said "Don't ever stop!" as I got closer and closer to shooting my load. "Oh, yeah, boy. You like Daddy's big poz cock don't you? Makes you wanna cum, don't it?" Clearly I didn't know he was poz, but it was too late and next thing I knew I came all over the place. I moaned like crazy as my sperm kept flowing out every time he pushed in deep against my prostate. Daddy said "Tell me you need my hot poz load deep, say it, boy." I gave in and responded "I need your poz load deep!" Daddy pulled on my hips while I was still cumming and I could feel his big cock shooting his poz load deep in my ass. He grunted with each spurt of his hot poz semen, saying "Take that load, boy! " "Tell me you need Daddy's big poz cock , say it!" I was into it and several times grunted "I need your big poz cock. So fuckin' good!" He held his cock in deep and my cock stayed hard. He kept pulling on my hips slowly fucking me deep, saying "Smile for the camera." He had three cameras from various angles, all positioned to film our fuck session. He had me on film begging for his poz cock. He pulled out, remarking he needed to open the business back up. My hole felt stretched out and was dripping allot of cum. I put my undies back on and left. We exchanged email addresses, and on the way out he said "You'll be back for more of Daddy's big poz cock." The next day I received an email with a video attachment from the barber. I knew what it was. It was a recording of me shooting my load as I begged for his big poz cock. Instantly my cock was hard - as I watched myself cum all over begging for his big poz cock just before his shot his hot poz load inside my ass. Oh, and he was right. After a couple of days I went back for more of Daddy's poz cock.

Brock's heart was racing. He hadn't even gotten out of the car and he could feel his pulse in his temples. Brock was just starting his senior year of high school and the closest he had gotten to sex was mutual masturbation with friends during their much more curious years. Before it got weird. Those days were long past. He had chatted with countless guys online about the 'Block. On websites he hadn't technically been old enough to access. But hey, thats growing up gay in small town America. What else was there to do? None of that mattered now, though. It was his 18th birthday and here he was in the parking lot of this local legend. Brock's dick stirred in his jeans a bit. It was now or never, and he knew it. He pulled a ball cap on and headed for the door. There were a couple other cars in the parking lot, he noted. He opened the door - no window, which struck him as odd - and stepped in. The place was seedy on a level Brock could not have imagined. The locals in the chat rooms did not do this place justice. The floor was sticky and the air smelled like an ashtray filled with cum. The entire space was poorly lit. The walls were lined with case displays full of DVDs and VHS tapes. Most of the displays were sticky, too. The center section of the store was cramped with shelves packed full of magazines and small books of erotica. There was a small section of Polaroids lined up in a box like trading cards as well as packets of pictures like you get when you develop film. The products only filled half of the overall space. The other section looked empty as far as Brock could tell. The single register was manned by a guy who had to be in his 60s. Bald on top with some coarse white hair left on the back and sides. He sported an unkempt beard. He was dressed in tattered camo pants and a beat up leather vest. No shirt. His entire torso was a canvas of tattoos of wildly differing quality. He was smoking a cigarette inside despite the city wide ordinance prohibiting smoking indoors. Brock's dick stirred again. The cashier gave Brock a glance over. Brock had been able to buy his mom's cigarettes without getting carded since he was 15. He'd always been big for his age, but his last growth spurt had put him just over 6'6" tall and switching out of general PE into the athletic conditioning class had put about 215 pounds of muscle on that frame. Coupled with his beard, which had stopped being patchy last year and now looked really good if he kept it trimmed, everyone assumed he was older than he was. The cashier included, evidently, because he turned his attention back to a small TV on the counter as Brock was reaching for his wallet to pull out his license. Brock quickly found a display of DVDs to pretend he was perusing. He noted that besides himself and the cashier, the place was empty. He again noted that his pulse was racing. He began to legitimately browse the shelves, hoping the distraction would calm him down. Brock had a fair amount of exposure to porn at this point - again, what else was a gay boy supposed to do in the midwest - but he noted he had never heard of any of the studios or performers he saw on the cases. In fact, one display very near the register was full of cases that just had plain paper inserts with things like "010120 'Chuck' 48" written in sharpie. Brock scanned the case. "082805 'Carl' 62," he read. He heard the bell on the door chime and nearly jumped out of his skin. He very unsubtly turned to see who was walking in through that windowless door. The man walking in was a little shorter than average and overweight. Probably in his early 50s. He had beady, dark eyes and stringy brown hair. If the cashier looked unkempt, this man looked disheveled. Stained gray sweatpants and an A shirt that probably was white at some point. The man didn't even acknowledge Brock on his way to the counter. He threw a pack of cigarettes at the cashier, who disinterestedly put a stack of coins on the counter. The man quickly snatched up the coins and shuffled off past the desk to the empty section of the store. Brock stared after him just a little too long. "There's preview booths in the back if you see something you want to try before you buy," he said. Brock jumped again. "Uh...thanks," he stammered. The cashier went back to his little TV. Brock could feel himself losing his nerve as his pulse crept up again and his breathing became irregular. He felt like he might throw up or pass out. Probably both. He spotted a hallway lit by a single orange bulb in the back area and took off that direction, hoping it led to the bathroom. As Brock drew closer to the hallway, his nerves settled a bit. Which was good because the hallway wasn't really a hallway. It was an exit to the outside that appeared to be welded shut and a staircase, presumably to a basement. Brock realized that his 18 year old dick was rock hard in the wake of everything he had seen so far. It struck him as odd that this area would just be left open and the cashier wasn't making any effort to stop him, so he started down into the dark of the basement.

When I was about 5 or 6 my dad to me to his club. They had a pool and they were giving swimming lessons while my dad golfed. When finished we showered in the locker room. While drying off and getting dressed a man walked by with red hair and a huge cock. I just stared. My dad looked at me and chuckled and said. That’s big right? I shook my head yes. I didn’t feel it was wrong or unnatural. It wasn’t until much later that I was made to feel that my thoughts were different. I am thankful my dad embraced the moment and didn’t scold me for looking.

You asked this of @Shotsfired but if you'll allow another perspective: I'd look at what he wrote regarding saying what you're looking for up front, in your profile. If you only get onto an app or site to find a hookup that afternoon or evening, say that! If you don't want to engage in conversations that aren't going to lead to a hookup (now OR later), then say that too. After that, it's on the other guy to read and comprehend, and if he doesn't, there's no reason you can't be blunt: "My profile says I'm looking for now/today/tonight. If that's not you, thanks, but I really don't want to get into a long discussion." Polite, to the point, but firm. If you do already have that restriction in your profile, I would ask by about the third question he asks: "Not that I mind answering questions about myself, but let's be clear: I'm looking for [name activity] [timeframe: now/today/tonight]. If you're interested in that, great; if not, get back with me when you're ready."

Hey all. Been taking longer than expected working on the next chapter, mostly I keep adding stuff to it, and can't always find them time. that said Getting closer to having something to post, and offering up a teaser of the start of the next chapter... As always look forward to feed back and plenty of Oinks from those enjoying it. ================================= Coming up to a small enclosed patio, they stopped as a huge black bear of a man sitting by the door stood up. “Keith, i’d like you to meet the owner and host of this sex fest, Sigmund.” Cameron said as the enormous ebony man looked down at the three. He wasn’t wearing much, just a black leather biker jacket and a pair of jeans that were mostly unzipped and could barely contain what had to be an enormous black baby maker. Sigmund looked at the three and made a show of grabbing his crotch. “Yeah thats me, but everyone around here calls me ‘Big Sig’ and with good reason.” He said, fishing out a massive foreskin covered phallus and waving it around just long enough to get a gasp from Keith before stuffing it back into his pants. “Good to see you two here again, Max, Cameron, looks like you brought along some fresh meat for the fun. He Poz?” Sig asked as his gaze bore down into Keith. “Not yet, but thats probably going to change by tonight.” Max said, and Big Sig chuckled. “It will if I have anything to say about it. I’m watching the door for the next hour and after that, well, keep an eye out for me.” He said, fishing out his massive member again, the foreskin so wrinkled that even looking half hard, it seemed there was still an inch or so of skin covering the tip. Less than a foot away form it, Keith could catch a heavy musky scent coming from the hooded cock. He watched it hypnotically before Max and Cameron began to push him towards the door. Just before the went to open it, Sig reached out again. “Hey you guys hold up, I know you two won’t care much, but I should still let you know, Angel is at the party tonight, visiting from San Fran.” He said and Max turned around. “Angels here? Shit, I thought he died last year.” Max said, and Sig grinned. “Well, if you see him, jury is out on wether that might be true or not. Either way, if the kid is on the fence about getting knocked up, meeting Angel might be, educational for the pup.” He said as he turned back around. For Keith, who was about to ask what the deal was, the question was lost as the door opened and the three entered inside.

I read a lot of profiles on many different personals sites. As someone who has a marketing background, I have had some recurring thoughts about the pitfalls I see people make all the time. Hell. I've made some of these errors myself. In job interviews, the most important person you need to be pleasant to is the assistant or secretary to the interviewer. And in theatre you are always auditioning, meaning as long as you are in the theatre be nice and don't talk shit. Something similar occurs on personals sites. I don't know how many times I've been someone's type, but the way they abruptly, rudely, or insensitively dismiss whole groups of people turned me off. When I get that ping or message, I politely decline. This is for three reasons, two of which are red flags. 1. Cruelty isn't sexy. 2. (RF 1) Are they going to be dismissive like that to my friends/family? 3. (RF 2) This person lacks empathy and will probably turn on me at some point. Its a good practice to talk about what you are seeking and let people read between the lines about what you aren't seeking. For example.No fats. No fems. No old dudes. Instead say: I'm really atttacted to guys around my age give or take 5 years who are active with a swimmers physiqu, extra points if he's a tough guy with a great sense of humor. In the example above I am clearly stating what I desire in a way that doesn't spotlight certain groups. Everyone should feel welcome to seek love, a fuck, a friend, or to fuck a friend. I have been pleasantly surprised in my life to have found someone attractive in every male category. The problem with absolutes is that they will fuck you every time. "Between the ages of 20-30 only." And the next profile is the hottest 45- year- old you have ever seen. Don't be a Debbie Downer. Most sites have problems. Men looking for sex can be flaky. And yes, there are a ton of dick pic seekers and bots. However, you will never gain points by complaining about a site or its members. At best, it looks like sour grapea, and other users may take offense, think your a pessimist, or want sympathy. And you don't want the guys who pray on the sympathy profiles. You have 15 seconds to grab someone's attention. Use an attention grabbing headline. Be clear about what you are looking for, and tell the viewer about your positive qualities, and don't be afraid to say your attractive, sexy, experienced, or that you can out maneuver a Dyson vacuum. Don't put yourself down, say that you'll never find anyone, or highlight your age, weight or other attributes as undesirable. In job interviews, it's amazing how many people will do the interviewers job for them. Let the person viewing your profile decide for themselves whether you are "too something." Because, truth be told, everyone is has a range of people they are attracted to and those they are not attracted to. And that's okay. People are not always gonna find us attractive. Its okay. We don't find everyone attractive either. But to some people we are their idea of hot sexy cuddly fuckableness. When we look at personal ads, we need to know 1. are they attractive to me, 2. are we sexually compatible. 3. are they a crazy person who is going to disrupt my life. It should go without saying, but avoid terrifying profile images like clowns, serial killers, etc. Your profile picture should be clear and it should be you looking presentable. Clean clothes, not drunk, or asleep. Also if you write a novel at best people will think you're eccentric and quirky. Mostly it gives off the impression that you might be high maintenence, self centered, writing a manifesto, paranoid or trying too hard. Its not a resume. It's a snap shot about who you are as a potential date, fuck, or fwb. Last but not least, even though you should be recognizable from profile to profile, know your demographic and audience. Like on social. Pretty pictures go on Instagram, puppy pics go on Facebook, irate rants go on Twitter. Grindr is a meat market with a lot of closet cases, marrieds, etc. Its best to keep it meat and potatoes. Leave the punch fishing for asspig, relationship stuff to Scruff, bareback to BBRT, and heavy kink to Recon or NKP. Just some thoughts. Take as you will.

Yeah, I have a step dad too, he's the one I call dad. First man I felt safe with, never had anything sexual but he made me understand to embrace my attraction for men without any shame

I had the opportunity recently to reconnect with an old friend that had moved away. He is married and I have also known his husband for many years. I have never done anything with either of them sexually but as a whore bottom I wouldn’t say no. When we started talking we got into a long conversation about relationship do’s and don’t’s. My friend chuck whom I have the long relationship is a dom and his husband is very sub. He told me that when they first got married his sub was always cheating behind his back because he was not getting what he needed at home. They came to an agreement that they could each do whatever they needed to keep their sexual needs met. Over time they grew tired of random hook ups and started cuck play. They enjoy it much better. Of course this is all a lead in to my dom friend breeding me while his husband watched. It was hot for me. My friend surprised me was a big girthy cock and treated me like the cum dump I am. It was a win win for everyone.

The Barber had me psychologically hooked. He pressed all the right buttons. Some how it was a turn on taking the chance of getting fucked with a big poz cock. He wrote a note saying he was undetectable and there was only a slim chance of getting pozzed , but still a chance seeing how he breeded me deep in my ass.. he said he wanted to fill me up with his big poz cock again. The risky sex had me turned on . I had just taken my first poz load. I figured there was no turning back now. Especially now that I was hungry for his big poz cock. Just thinking about his big poz cock and the way he would talk to me , making me admit I needed his big poz cock would make my cock hard as a rock. I emailed the barber saying I needed another breeding soon..He wrote back saying he was ready.. I wrote back " cum over after work and fuck me on my bed ".. He writes back " I'll be over 8 sharp , leave your door unlocked and be on your bed , ass up and waiting." I did as the barber said , 8 o'clock sharp and I hear the door open. I call out to cum back to the bedroom. I'm naked on my stomach with ass up as ordered. He comes in and takes his clothes off. His big poz cock is raging hard. He says " you need it don't you boy." I said "yes , I need it" He say's " Tell daddy you want my big poz cock deep." I said " I need your big poz cock deep !" He gets up behind me on the bed and starts rimming my ass with passion . He had my hard cock bent back behind me and stroked it as he rimmed my ass.. It felt so damn good , I was totally ready to get fucked in the ass.. He tells me to flip over and he straddles my chest. He grabs his cock and rubs it back and forth across my lips. He commands " beg for it !" I said " please let me suck your big poz cock sir." Just what he wanted to hear me say.. He puts the head up to my mouth as I eagerly wrap my lips over his cock head. I was hungry for his big cock . He slowly starts fucking my mouth. The familiar taste of his precum was on my tongue as I swirled my tongue around the head and down across the underside of his big cock. He pulls away after a couple minutes. He didn't want to cum too quickly.. He soon lies on his back and tells me to mount his big poz cock.. Being smooth I loved the feel of his hairy body as I straddled over his big poz cock that was so fucking hard across his stomach. My hands rubbing his hairy chest.. He guides his cockhead up to my hole and rubs it back and forth. I stayed still enjoying the feel of his cock head on my sphincter. I could feel his precum making it slick. Soon his precum made it slick enough to for the head to go in. His cock head is so fucking big it takes a few minutes. It hurts a little but soon I'm relaxed and the head is in. He pushes his cock inside me with little strokes. Slowly but surely working his big poz cock up my ass.. He say's " tell me you love my big poz cock up your ass!" I said it " I love your big poz cock up my ass!" Soon it was all the way in balls deep. My cock was throbbing hard and leaking precum. My precum had started running down my cock .. As I pulled up off his cock but still leaving the head in , I used my own precum on his shaft before sitting back down on his cock. I started to ride it and massage his balls at the same time to help build up a big load of seed .. Soon I had loosened up and we were fucking .. The barber massaged my ass as his big poz cock kept pumping my ass. I leaned back sitting on it , taking all of it in , as deep as it would go.. .. Soon we switched positions as he wanted to fuck me from behind to shoot his poz load.. I laid on my stomach and he laid on my back driving his big poz cock as deep as he could get it and he kept it in deep , fucking me good . I could feel his shaved balls rubbing my ass with each stroke as his cock . He plowed my insides , banging and massaging my prostate with his big cock head .. The Barber say's " you know if you keep taking my loads deep , it's probably inevitable you'll get pozzed." I said " I know." He took that as a green light to be my gifter and says " it might as well be me that pozzes that ass." He picks up the pace. He starts to breath heavy. I knew he was ready to shoot his poz seed . Barber says " you ready for daddy's poz load !" I said " yes ,shoot it deep!" Soon I could feel his cock pulsating streams of cum deep in my ass.. With each spurt of cum he would grunt and shake , jerking his body as his cock twitched with each spurt of poz cum. He whispers in my ear " good boy , take daddy's poz load" I couldn't help but moan and squeeze his cock as he shot his poz load.. His cock stayed hard and he kept fucking my ass non stop.. Barber say's " I'm so fucking horned up I'm gonna pump another poz load in you." My ass was now really slick from the first load. He starts talking dirty again and say's "absorb my dna , I'm making sure your prostate is absorbing my poz seed ." I took his ass fucking like a true bottom boy.. soon I was close , he was pounding the spot.. Then it was my turn , as he plowed me streams of cum shot from my cock. I moaned and moaned as I shot off a huge load .. He knew I was cumming and kept plowing my ass. I moaned and twitched each time his cock went deep. With each spurt my ass involuntarily clamped down on his cock. He was soon ready to shoot another poz load deep in my ass. He rubbed my back , his back arched as he shot his next load as deep as he could by keeping his big poz cock as deep as he could get it.. I could feel his cock pulsating another orgasm in my ass.. He laid on my back keeping his cock inside me as he caught his breath. He kissed my neck and held me down for 10 minutes before he pulled out , making sure I absorbed his poz seed. My ass was good and fucked and felt wide open from his big cock , cum was running down my balls.. I got up and douched while he washed his cock off. He put his clothes on and left saying he would be back to poz my ass again.. I felt owned and there was no turning back..

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

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

My ass is in the sling( Czech style)hanging out of my room at Steamworks in Seattle! Two loads in and I didn't even see who bred me! Come breed my ass! You'll know it's me as I'm the only one with a room like this!

Brock stepped off the last concrete step into a short, narrow hallway. In the room beyond, he could see there were mismatched sofas ranging from floral paisley that looked like it had been lifted directly out of his grandmother's family room to a broken down leather La-Z-Boy that appeared to have lived a short, hard life in a frat house. Brock crept to the door and surveyed the very dim room in front of him. There were 10 sofas in total facing one of the unfinished concrete walls like theater seating. That appeared to be the goal, as there was a porno flick playing on the unfinished wall from a beat up projector. That was the only source of light in the room. Four men were scattered amongst the sofas. A mid 40s, average build business man in a Grey suit sat on the paisley sofa nearest the door with a very obvious erection under his suit pants, idly rubbing himself through the fabric. A muscular guy in designer label clothes sat in the far back corner, an obscene bulge quite evident in his joggers but he didn't seem to be giving much attention to it or the flick. A slight, nebbish man who wore a plaid button up and khakis sat transfixed on the film, the film reflecting off his glasses contrasting with how still he sat. The last guy was dressed much like Brock. He was seated in the front row, so Brock couldn't tell much about him other than he wore a ball cap, a plain shirt, and jeans. Of the four on the sofas, he was the only one who appeared to notice Brock, turning his head slightly toward the door. The porno on the wall appeared to be something very low budget. In fact, it looked like a home movie that had been recorded on a Handycam or something. The timestamp in the corner read 07/03/2005, which was two months ago, and the title was "Zeke." A younger guy - probably in his early 20s - with long blond hair was sitting in his boxers on a cheap metal futon being interviewed by someone out of frame. "So what brought you here tonight, Zeke?" The guy out of frame asked. Brock turned his attention away as Zeke was starting to answer. Behind the sofas, the projector sat on top of a half wall. A fifth guy stood behind the wall. His pants and briefs were around his ankles and he was stroking himself hard. He was a stocky guy and from the look of his stiffer-by-the-second dick, he had a short, beer can thick dick. Brock was a bit taken aback that someone was just openly jerking off, but he was immediately reminded how horny he was as his teenage dick strained against the tight denim of his jeans. The man saw Brock, then he used some spit to slick his cock up a little and continued wanking while staring openly at Brock for a few seconds before turning back to the film. Set into the walls on the left half of the room were four small alcoves. Small amounts of light from the central room barely made it into them and they were pitch black otherwise. Still more curious than anything, Brock started toward the nearest. Inside, there was another guy jerking off. He had tied twine around his dick and scrotum in some kind of home made Oxballs style cockring. His average sized dick was engorged and purple under the constraint of his knot work. He idly played with his dick, leaking some precum which he was enthusiastically licking from his fingers. He nodded to Brock, which may have been an invitation. Brock was oblivious, though, as he continued to the next alcove. Inside, he found a very roughly constructed plywood "table" at about the right height for fucking. An orange light bulb cast an eerie glow on the table. No one was in that alcove currently. The last two alcoves were two entrances into the same small, dark room. Inside were two construction workers. They still wore their vests. Each of them had his pants undone and around his thighs. Both appeared to have above average dicks. Kneeling in front of them was a man who had to be in his 60s. He wore nothing but a jockstrap. He was alternating sucking each of the dicks in front of him. "I'm gonna cum," one of the construction guys announced casually. The older man took his dick all the way down his throat and swallowed every drop of the man's seven inch uncut dick before turning his attention to the other dick. The guy who'd cum stuffed his dick back in his pants, buttoned up, and walked out of the alcove past Brock. Brock turned back to the film. Zeke had been joined on camera by a second man, Dale. The new guy was middle age. Dark hair and eyes. A bit taller than Zeke, but Zeke didn't look particularly tall. Dale looked like the "best friend's hot dad" in every teen sex comedy movie. Neatly trimmed beard, just a little bit of gray starting to come through, obviously knew his way around the gym. USDA Grade A Certified DILF. Zeke was now standing naked with his hands clasped in front of his groin. He looked a bit more uncomfortable now. Dale was walking around him groping him and pointing out tattoos and other details about him. Everywhere he would touch, the cameraman would get a closeup. "Alright, now we need some closeups of your dick and your ass, and then we can start the next part of the interview," Dale said as casually as if he were asking him to make some copies or fetch a coffee. Zeke seemed reluctant, but he eventually unclasped his hands. He had a decent size dick, even totally soft. "Oh yeah, this is going to work great, Zeke," Dale said enthusiastically. He unbuckled his pants and pulled out his semi-hard dick. Commando. Brock had watched a lot of porn. I mean, A LOT of porn. But he had rarely seen anything this...rough. There was no editing to speak of, just one continuous shot from the single camcorder. Everything about it felt so amateur and real. Brock's dick pulsed it's approval. Dale had one of the largest dicks Brock had ever seen. "Might be as big as mine," he thought. The only word he could think of to describe it was "photogenic." Thick with a couple prominent veins. Large head, but proportionate with the rest of the shaft. "Show me what you can do," Dale said, gesturing to his cock. Zeke got down on his knees and took the head of the man's dick in his mouth. Brock found his way over to an empty couch in the back and his left hand went straight for the steel pipe in his own jeans. He realized he hadn't touched his own dick since he'd gotten here. Even through his jeans he felt like he could explode instantly. In the flick, Dale was groaning as Zeke worked his head and the first bit of the shaft. He placed his hand on the back of Zeke's head and was less than gently coaxing Zeke further down his shaft. Zeke seemed to be much more comfortable with Dale's meaty head against his tonsils than the had been minutes ago. Zeke was also quite talented from the look of it. Before long, Dale's entire dick was sliding effortlessly in and out of his throat, skullfucking Zeke. A mixture of fluids dripped off Zeke's face as he accepted the massive length and girth of Dale's dick into his throat. A hunger burned behind his eyes. "Please fuck me, sir," Zeke coughed out during a quick break when Dale had pulled completely out to show the camera his dick layed across Zeke's face. "You sure you're ready, kid?" Dale chided. Zeke responded by scooping up a handful of the fluids still on his face and smearing between his cheeks. Then he laid back on the futon and presented his hole to Dale. Dale took off his shirt. Between his navel and his pelvis, on his muscular lower abdominals, he had a single tattoo: an orange scorpion. It wasn't a complicated tattoo, but it was exquisitely done. On screen, Zeke asked if the tattoo meant what he thought it meant. Dale didn't answer, he just shucked his pants and began smearing precum on Zeke's waiting hole directly from the head of his massive dick. "Does that mean what I think it means!?!" Zeke said more urgently this time. He looked genuinely terrified. He began to squirm, but Dale had him in a bad position and 40 extra pounds of leverage. Brock found himself confused, but undeniably aroused by the scene on the screen. Why had Zeke been so terrified of a tattoo? What did the tattoo mean? "This is gonna hurt," Dale said as he plunged his massive member into Zeke's hole. He had slicked Zeke's hole and his own cock with a generous amount of precum, but even that was not enough to prepare Zeke. Zeke screamed. He writhed. The pain was evident in every fiber of Zeke's body. Dale was clearly enjoying it, but he held back for the benefit kd the camera. The cameraman got a close up of Dale's cock impaling Zeke's hole. You could see Zeke's hole spasm, trying desperately to eject the sudden intrusion. Dale didn't move much until Zeke had calmed down a bit. As Zeke's hole adjusted, Dale began short, slow strokes in his hole. "Yes, the scorpion tattoo means what you think it means," he said matter of factly. "You told me you were serious about becoming a member," he added. "The club...," Zeke sputtered. "I wanted to join the fuck club, not get POZZED!" "They are one and the same," Dale replied. "Trust me, the benefits are worth it." The pleasure of the fuck was beginning to set in for Zeke. His cries and sharp breathing were quickly turning into moans and panting for more. Dale pulled his dick out of Zeke. The coating of juices on his dick had streaks of red through it. He flipped Zeke over face down on the futon. He plunged his cock back into Zeke's battered hole with the full weight of his muscular body behind it. Zeke was rocking his hips on every thrust to let more of Dale penetrate him. Dale shoved Zeke's head into the mattress of the futon as he slammed his dick into Zeke's puffy hole. The cameraman got a closeup of Zeke's angry red pucker as Dale hammered his length into him. The camera panned back out to a wider shot and Dale wrapped his muscular arm around Zeke's neck. "I'm going to poz you up, kid. And then sex will never be complicated again. You want fucked. You take cum. Someone wants to fuck you. You take cum." Dale said, mere centimeters from Zeke's ear. Dale slowed down his strokes. "Do you want it, Zeke? Do you want to fuck freely? Do you want more sex than you can possibly imagine?" "I want it," Zeke mumbled. "Say it like you mean it, kid." Dale had pulled Zeke up against his chest by his hair, his dick still dripping red tinged fluids. It was poised just outside the wreckage that used to be a sphincter, looking very much like a stinger ready to inject a lethal dose of venom. "I WANT IT! I WANT YOU TO POZ ME" Zeke shouted. Dale threw him back down on the bed, inserted his dick firmly into Zeke's hole, and, as if on cue, began emptying his toxic payload into Zeke's guts. The camera captured every flex and spasm of Dale's dick. In agonizing detail. Every spurt of cum was clear as Dale's venom painted the inside of Zeke's guts. "Welcome to the nest, initiate." Dale said as he pulled out and disappeared out of frame. Zeke stayed face down on the futon as the camera got some closeups of his ruined hole. The cameraman's arm appeared from out of frame and threw a business card onto Zeke's back. It was black with a scorpion embossed in an amber orange color on the side facing the camera. "Instructions." The cameraman said and then the camera was put down on a tripod or something, still recording Zeke. Zeke sat back down on the futon. For the second time, Brock noticed Zeke's cock, but now it was rock hard. It was fairly long. Probably around 7 inches. And average thickness. Zeke slicked his hand with some of the juices seeping out of his hole and jerked himself off without ceremony. Zeke was dressing himself on screen when suddenly Brock felt a hand grab his shoulder. He yelped and sprang up from the couch. He whipped around to see the cashier from upstairs with a stern look on his face. "This area is for members only," he droned, grabbing Brock's shoulder again and pushing him toward the door to the stairs. "I...uh...I was looking for. Uh. Bathroom? I thought the bathroom was down here." As the older man escorted him to the stairs, he stopped to take the disc out of the player hooked up to the projector and put a new one in. He put the disc in one of those plain sleeve cases labeled "070305 'Zeke' 22."

About 10 minutes ago. i feel like a rag doll. my ongoing Sweet FB. He is so fucking built, like every muscle in His body stands out, His arms are almost the size of my legs and the definition on them is so detailed? All that to say, He's an incredible force of nature and i don't know where He gets His marathon stamina. After sucking Him for about 15 minutes, He relentlessly pounded my hole for about 30 minutes. "Pounding" is an inadequate word. i feel so opened and sloppy, i feel like i just took five Cocks with five massive loads. i literally (involuntarily) whimpered half the time and couldn't keep from blurting how much i love Him (jesus, i wonder what He must think?). He obviously likes His power and effect on me, especially while He is fucking me... He verbally expresses affection and pleasure more and more while fucking me, and i wonder if He is maybe a little embarrassed after? idk, but the more He fucks me, the more often He calls and wants more it seems. He's not a talker... but actions speak louder than words in His case. Damn, i have a concrete slab to pour today, not sure i should go to Home Depot in this condition lol, gotta get myself together. i'm a fortunate and grateful guy.

I certainly have taken loads from guys who were Undetectable, and I am still negative. The problem with having sex with U+ guys is not the science - Undetectable = Untrasmittable. The problem is taking someone's word for their status. Trusting someone who tells you they are Undetectable is only better than trusting someone who tells you they are Negative because a person can actually be sexually active and know they are Undetectable. If you are Undetectable for six months the chances that you somehow became infectious since your last test is vanishingly small, but the Negative guy could easily have become infected and not yet know it. If you want to take loads and stay neg, you need to get on PrEP. Nothing else is even close to as effective as that.

When I or he determines that we are not a fit or that the timing doesn't work, I close the conversation with "Good hunting to you" to show there's no hard feelings. Its always surprising to me how much negative vs. positive content is in profiles on hook up sites. To @BootmanLA's point, on one site I kept getting guys wanting to stroke and suck my dick and do nothing else. To deal with that I added "Getting fucked is important for me, so if it's not high on your agenda we're not a match." Neutral, truthful, and helpful. I get less contacts, but the ones I do get are from horny tops who want a bottom who loves getting fucked. In marketing and sales terms it's about getting well qualified leads.

Right now I have another project going on in my Play Space, so my exam table is on the riverside of my property. Two nights ago my friend fisted me in pretty clear view of any passers by. Thank goodness is was a dark night.

Sorry about that. I had a great childhood. My step dad was able to make all of my fantasies come true and then some.

Fuuuck yeah that dumb jockbro getn broken in for raw cocks he’s gonna be turned out a cumdump for alpha nut Can’t wait til the parTy starts

Oh fuck totally agree, perfect position on my back on the medical exam table, legs spread wide in stirrups, a point to make sure my hole is instantly greedy 😜🐷. Same top or bottom too.

Oh fuck … that’s one of my favs, top or btm! A dart - and we are off!

"i fuck you more often then i fuck my wife"

9. The twink grinned and said, “Do you wanna know my name first?” “Nope,” I replied closing the distance between us, “I just want to see what you’re packing. I should warn you though. You’re not getting sloppy seconds.” “He didn’t cum in you?” “Oh he did, but sloppy seconds implies he was the first one to fuck me today.” “And he wasn’t” “I had two big loads of cum in me before I picked up your uncle at the pool.” “Fuck! Maybe being into pigs is hereditary.” He pulled his shirt off over his head and closed the last of the distance between up. He grabbed me around the middle and kissed me deeply. His tongue pressing into my mouth as his hands explored my naked body. He wasn’t as hairless as I had guessed he would be. When he’d pulled his shirt off I’d caught a flash of dense light brown hair bursting out of his pits. He had a wide treasure trail shooting up from his shorts and covering most of his lower abdomen. In the middle of his chest grew a small oval of dense hair, and there was a swirl around each of his pink nipples. I ran my hands down his body towards my quarry, the straining bulge in the front of his running shorts. I grabbed at his crotch through the fabric just as I had done not an hour ago with this guy’s uncle. Jesus, was every guy in this family blessed with a big fucking dick? The twink’s cock was only a little narrower than Chris had been, but it was several inches longer. Along with that I felt big full balls desperate to be drained swinging beneath. He let go of my ass cheeks and pushed his shorts to the ground. “So, you like what you see?” “How can I say no to a beautiful cock like this,” and it was beautiful, erupting out from a wild tangle of unkempt light brown pubes, his shaft was long and straight with a heavy pair of veins snaking their way up each side. The head was wide and flat, the shaft a consistent meaty girth the full length. Truly, there was no way I could have said no once I’d seen that cock. I wanted it inside of me so bad. “How does it compare?” “To your uncle?” “Yeah?” “Big cocks must be genetic. His is fatter but yours is longer.” I was stroking him now, sliding my hand slowly along the length. I dropped to my knees and opened my mouth. The twink put his hands on the back of my head and guided his dick into my throat instinctively. I swallowed him down getting half the length down my throat in a single go. We both moaned. He twisted his fingers into my hair and I grabbed him by the hips. I slowly began to build up a rhythm using my hands to pull him deeper into my throat. Each time a pulled his crotch towards me and his dick head slid past my tonsils he groaned. His head was tossed back and his eyes closed. He wasn’t a daddy by any stretch but he did look fucking sexy with his face contorted in bliss and I sucked him. He grunted and said, “Fuck. I don’t wanna blow down your throat. Where’s your bed.” I pulled back and let his cock drop from my mouth. My chin was covered in spit, and my eyes were watering a little. I took a few deep breaths. “Follow me.” I got up off the floor and led him into the bedroom. Walking close behind me, he pushed me onto the bed as soon as we were in the room. I fell forward onto the mattress and immediately put my chest down and stuck my ass up. “Damn. That’s a pretty fucking hole. So puffy and used. There’s even a little cum dripping out of it. Fuck…” his hands were on my cheeks again. Then I felt his tongue. He buried his smooth face between my cheeks and thrust his tongue into my welcoming hole. I moaned into the bedsheets. It felt so good to have my used ass eaten out like that. It took a few seconds for me to register that this guy was eating his uncle’s load out of my hole. That thought made my cock and hole twitch. “That feel good?” “Fuck yes! You like eating your uncle’s cum out of my used ass.” “God yes. Its so fucking hot. It’s the piggiest thing I’ve ever done.” “Being fucked by two members of the same family back to back might be the piggiest thing I’ve ever done.” “And my dick’s not even inside you yet.” “What are you waiting for then?” “You want my dick now?” “Fuck yes pig. Stick that big raw dick in me. Fuck me with your uncle’s load.” “Fuck!” He leapt up and practically slammed his cock into me. In one move he had two thirds of the long straight shaft buried in my quivering hole. I practically screamed in shock and pleasure. Grabbing me by the hips in another move wildly reminiscent of his uncle, he pressed the rest of his cock inside me. We both let out a satisfied sigh as his narrow hips came to rest against my ass. Then he pulled back and started to fuck. The twink was obviously worked up and this wasn’t going to be some long passionate fuck. The act of finally fulfilling his fantasty had him at the edge from the start. He quickly started to pant and then suddenly pulled out. “Flip over,” he commanded. I rolled onto my back and pulled my knees up. Leaning over me he sunk his dick back into my guts. We both growned and then he started hammering again. Sweat glistened on his face and a single bead ran down his chest to get lost in the little patch of hair between his pecs. Looking up at his face as he fucked me felt odd. He was so different even than Alex that it seemed almost unreal. Yet his cock was sending bolts of electricity through me. In that moment a though crystalized in my mind: I was into daddies, I loved bears, there was nothing in the world more attractive in the world than a hairy man with a little meat on his bones; but when it came down to it I was just a cum pig and a big dick was a big dick. It felt good to let go of that block, to understand I would always go for the bear, the daddy, the furry guy first, but I would never be able to turn down a big raw cock. I felt bliss washing over me. It was like an out of body experience. It felt similar to the first time I had let Danny inside me, and when I had taken Daniel’s dick at Alex’s that first time. It was a wall breaking, a new level being reached. I felt at peace with myself and my sexuality. It felt good. The twink was ramping up again. “Fuck, fuck! I’m gonna cum!” “Yeah! Breed me!” “Oh fuck yes… shit… fucking take…” He closed his eyes tight, and his face scrunched up and he rammed his cock home one more time. I felt the pulse travel up his shaft as the first wave of his cum erupted into my well bred ass. For what seemed like a solid minute he gasped and squirmed as his dick throbbed inside me. Wave after wave of semen pumped out of his engorged cock head. It was magical. It took several minutes after his orgasm ended for his breathing to return to normal and his eyes to open again. He blinked at me as if he was coming out of a daze. Then he smiled. “Fuck, that was amazing. Your ass… and my uncle’s load… fuck… it just felt.” “How did it feel to fulfill your fantasy?” His dick was still slowly deflating in my hole. “Amazing. Are you… are you gonna see him again?” “Chris?” “Yeah.” “Possibly. If I give you my number…” “You want me to text you if he fucks me again so you can enjoy using his load as lube?” “Fuck yes!” “Hell yeah, let me get my phone.”

I picked up an old medical exam table with stirrups and I love being fisted on my back on that.

When I was younger there was a rough trade top I liked playing with at the State Park near my house. He drove a red Pontiac and always wore jeans and a retro t shirt. He looked like one of the guys you see in gay vintage films and magazines. He had longer hair and a mustache plus a deep rumbling voice. The first time I met him, his partner and he, raped me in the pump house. But that's another story. Chris was his name, and he loved risky sex with young bottoms. He thought nothing of pulling me down on his cock on one of many cruisng / hiking trails around the park. One day he had me riding his 10 inch cock, and a young family passed us on the upper trail. He just turned me on my side and reamed me harder. It was all I could do to keep from yelling. One time he fucked me in his car up at the old gravel pit. He was rough because no one could hear me yell when he pummeled me, pulled my, hair, and held my arm behind my back after throwing me to the ground and long dicking me. Another time we fucked at the old abandoned house down the road from my place on the rivers edge. He was waiting on an old mattress wearing a white t shirt, jeans and aviators. I was wearing cut offs and a Union Pacific t shirt, which didn't matter as he quickly tore my clothes off. He forced his cock down my throat. And then he pinned me down and told me he was gonna rape my hole. I was scared of him, but turned on by his masculinity from his dark furry chest to his treasure tail leading to his giant chock. His legs where powerful and furry as well. After he was hard he grabbed me flipped me around on the mattress, and he threw my barley legal legs over my head, and told me he was going to rape my hole and it was gonna hurt. He plunged in with one stroke, and I cried out. He then shoved my under wear in my mouth and slapped me. He fucked me so hard I could not breathe. And he kept punching my chest, slapping my face, and toward the end when he was getting close he squeezed my nuts hard to make me clench my hole on his dick. He came in me raw every time. He and his partner where known for raping young men around the valley. I was no different. I was hooked on rough sex. I always fantasized about the day they took me in the pump house, but I always worried about playing raw. But the sex was good. The man was scary. It was a thrilling ride evertime. One time, riding his cock like a slut in the front of his car, he asked me to come stay with him and his partner. He said they liked tieing guys up, flogging them, and making guys wear rubber. He wanted me to be their slave for a few days. I told him I would think about it. My favorite session with him at the park was in the men's room. It was known for cruising, and he met me in the last stall. I gagged on his dick for a while, and then he turned me around and placed me on his dick tip. He was sitting on the toilet, and he started slowly forcing me down on his 10 inches of thick dom top cock until I felt his pubes grind my smooth ass. He then started picking me up and slamming me down on his cock. About 15 strokes in and we hear gravel crunching outside. We pause with his dick still inside of me. Into the rest room come two police officers. Chris just used his legs to kick mine up to either side of our stall door, put his hand over my mouth and starts fucking me again with the police just feet away. I swear if possible he was harder. I was scared, but turned on. I came hands free, spraying the stall door and the floor. Luckily the cops didn't notice my cum spatter the linoleum. As Chris kept fucking my spasming hole, one of the cops took a piss while the other left. Then the second officer paused to listen, and left as well Chris took his hand off my mouth, and I felt his dick and balls tighten before he coated my innards with his cum, so much it overflowed my hole and ran down my leg. He pinched my nipples hard and gruffly said, " Good job. Boy." I'm not sure what happened to Chris or his partner in crime. But I sure wish I had taken him up to be his slave boy.

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.

Prologue You’d never be able to tell by the way that I look that the cute little twink next door with the perfect boyfriend was a deviant cock whore that craved nothing more then to be filled with cum as much as possible. My cum lust was going to be my downfall. Here I was freshly 19 chained to a sling getting my tight hole pounded by a hung daddy. “Yeah boy take my cock you slutty little faggot” said the daddy. Behind him there was a line of men forming all waiting for a chance to get in my hole and fill me with cum. “Oh god daddy, please fuck me. I’m yours, make me yours please.” I said. “Oh yeah baby keep begging like that and I’m gonna cum.” Growled Daddy. “Please Daddy give me your cum.” I begged. “Mmm. Fuck baby I love your hole I’ve been waiting for this for weeks. What kind of cum am I gonna give you?” Asked Daddy. “Poz cum daddy.” I replied. “Oh you’re gonna get it boy. I’m about to Poz your stupid neg faggot ass. Are you ready for it boy?” Questioned Daddy. “Yes. Please daddy Poz me. Make yours forever, ruin me. Knock my faggot ass up daddy.” I responded.

Pig at home

U=U (as many others have said). HIV is really pretty hard to catch in the Western world today if you're not actively trying to do so. But. There are a lot of other nasties out there, and they are much easier to catch. In your shoes, I'd worry a lot more about bringing those home to your wife. Imagine her reaction to finding crabs "down there" if you didn't happen to notice them in time...

Earlier this year I caught gono (throat) and didn't have any sex from when I got tested to seven days after treatment. Since my positive test and treatment were all handled through online services, my local county health department contacted me and asked for me to come in to retest to make sure it had been cured. I did and it was. I informed all of my regular partners when I found out and they all got tested and were negative for it.

I meant to say this on day one of page one…. I AM A HUGE FAN! I love the stories you have posted and now your art work is great at helping visualize the story. Very talented dude! Everyday when i check BZ I look forward to seeing if you updated your story with the next chapter, thank you for sharing your piggy hot content lol.

"Oh fuck" as they slide into my hole. That means they're gonna bust in three pumps, but it REALLY strokes my ego that my hole is that velvety smooth and hot!

Even if someone did provide a test, there's a delay in receiving results. A "clear" (NOT "clean", as some people say) result doesn't mean they haven't had sex and contracted something since testing.

I was in love with Danny Pintauro (had his picture from my sister’s teen magazine over my bed) and around the same time, I was also crushing over David Mendenhall, the sun of Sly Stallone’s “Hawk” in “Over The Top.” I didn’t see anything in Sly then (or now) even though he was in peak muscle form then. I ALSO had huge crushes on several boys I was friends with. In truth, I’ve always been a hopeless homo.

Will have my cumdump slut ass available for all cocks and loads at Cumunion sex party on Wednesday, 6/28 at Toyko Valentino from 8:30pm-til. Will also be in the Heretic darkroom after for more cocks and loads in my ass. Will be wearing either a jock or singlet, thigh highs and arm sleeves. Cum fuck and breed my hungry slut hole!!

This writing is entirely a product of imagination. Nothing is true and this does not encourage risky sexual behavior. Chapter 4 - Eric's Progress It's now 6 weeks since Eric's Thursday club meeting. For the first couple of days, Eric was a bit shocked by what had happened. Eight poz men had injected 17 hot loads deep into Eric's hole. After a couple of days, the strong desire had won and Eric had headed to the famous gay cruise park in the evening. Behind the park toilet, Eric had lowered his gray joggers to his ankles and offered his hole to the first person willing. The dirty old man had gladly fucked the 25-year-old young hole raw and seeded the bottom deep. After that, Eric started going around places every day, where it was possible to meet unknown, lustful seeders. Eric didn't ask about status or condoms. Eric had become an uninhibited cumdump. Once, he also met William from the Thursday club in the park. Three weeks after the gangbang at the Thursday club, Eric went to the clinic to get tested for STDs. Eric had Chlamydia in his anus. The doctor at the clinic gave Eric antibiotics to treat the disease. The disease did not show any symptoms, so Eric thought that there was no rush to take the medicine. Eric has also met John and Michael from the neighboring house a couple of times a week. Normal procedure was for Eric to go to John and Michael for insemination. One night, John and Michael took Eric to a sleaze bathhouse. Eric had never been in anything like this before. The bathhouse was a dark, dirty basement where naked and half-clothed men roamed the corners. John and Michael took Eric to a room with a leather sling hanging from the ceiling. John motioned for Eric to get on his back in the sling. Eric's hands and feet were tied to the stirrups of the sling. Michael blindfolded Eric and John applied lube with strong movements to Eric's hole. Soon Eric felt the first cock in his hole, which immediately went balls deep. Eric realized from the man's voice that the fucker wasn't John or Michael, but some random guy from the bathhouse. For the second time in his life, Eric got enough cock. As one man injected Eric and pulled out of Eric's hole, the next man replaced him, and the next, and the next. Now, six weeks after the Tortais club, Eric was sitting at the doctor's office. Eric had undergone STD tests a couple of days ago and had been invited to the doctor's office to hear the test results. The 45-year-old male doctor said that Eric now has not only chlamydia but also HIV. He is now HIV positive. The doctor wanted Eric to tell him how Eric now also has HIV and how he also has chlamydia again. Eric told the Doctor that he had not taken the antibiotics that the doctor had prescribed him the previous time. The doctor said that he had guessed from the first time that Eric must be a horny chaser. He was sure of it when he recognized Eric from the video. Eric had no idea what video the doctor was talking about. The doctor showed a video shared on a sex video service from his computer, where Eric was lying in a sling, blindfolded. The video clearly showed how Eric begged the men in the bathhouse to inject sperm deep into Eric's hole. Now Eric saw for the first time that among the men who were screwing him were old men whose muscles had sagged. Men with biohazard tattoos and scorpions. For everyone, Eric just hokey Breed me, breed me. John and Michael had secretly videoed Eric's visit to the bathhouse and uploaded the video to a sex video server. The title and description of the video stated that "Eric on no loads refuse bug Chaser bottom". The doctor stood up and unbuttoned his pants. Eric stared at the doctor's rock hard cock and the biohazard tattoo next to it. Come on bitch, make it slippery, because it's about to slide into your greedy bug hole.

An open relationship can be very hot/sexy. I’ve been the other man a few times before, and I’m pretty sure I’ve been cheated on. Not a big fan of either.

Cheating is fun and hot as fuck. Showing up to my bfs place with him not knowing ive been bred by a bunch of guys before him. However, i kinda wish he was into me taking loads and being used by other guys. Either way, im having fun being a cumdump.

I have a weakness for alpha law enforcement men. They are the ones I want to receive quality seed from into my body. I'll share pictures of men in the media including ones I know personally. Please share your favorites. My first picture is of a deputy from the Bergen County New Jersey Sheriff's Office. He posed for a cops calendar and I've been trying to find his name for a long time. Please let me know if you might have this calendar and it lists names. I'd love to ride his bone during a long weekend!

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 earliest memory is when I was around 5yo. My parents signed me up for swimming lessons at the club. For some reason they sent us into the bathroom two at a time to change. I remember seeing the other kid naked and was intrigued. I was chunky kid and he was very thin/fit. I remember staring at his white butt most of the time. About that same time, my older brother ( he’s four years older than me) would get me to play with his hard dock. I remember one time he had me start playing with him and than had my neighbor friend take over. I was probably ten or eleven the first time I actually had another guy play with mine. We had made a fort in a vacant lot. He was about four grades ahead of me in school. It started as showing each other and touching each other. Than without warning, he started sucking me. I couldn’t cum yet, but felt amazing. He continued sucking me until I was in HS. I remember the first time I was able to cum, he was sucking me and I told him to stop. I thought I was going to pee. He wouldn’t stop and I came in his mouth. I was hooked. I was 20yo the first time I fucked; without a condom. I knew than my purpose in life was to share my cock and seed with as many people as possible.

I was always hella shy and kept to myself. One time after swimming in gym class this other guy walked up to me and was like “you looking at me?” (I probably wasn’t) “You think I’m hot?” (I didn’t know what to think; mumbled). I got hard (or was already hard; idk). Pointing at my cock he was like “why’s it like that?” I didn’t know and shrugged. He asked if he could touch it. I said sure and gently kicked my shaft a couple times with his foot. There were 10-20 guys from our class in the locker room watching all this. By this point they were all looking at us. Some were laughing and others cheering him on. I was the youngest in my class and I imagine several understood why I was hard but I was oblivious. From then on, I started fantasizing about meeting guys in locker rooms all the time. Fast forward 6 years and we’re both seniors taking our last gym class together. Neither of us had said a word to each other since 6th grade. I walk up to a urinal to pee and this guy is about 6 feet away adjusting his hair. He starts backing toward me slowly and bumps into me when I have my dick out. He acts like it was an accident then turns to check out my cock and is like “dayumm”. I’d fantasized about this guy so many times over the years but in that moment I was frozen. I zipped up my jeans and left the locker room. Never talked to the dude again. Later that year I started hooking up with guys. I’ve always wished I had a chance with this dude. I don’t know if he awakened my sexuality all those years ago (pretty sure I was jacking off before that) but nothing was the same from then on. It’s my first memory of sexual attraction. I knew I was into guys.

Yes. In a way, the pozzed out punch card at the local health center is like a driver's license given only to gay men. Not that one needs much motive in the heat of the moment, but being Poz is an unspoken permission to indulge, take what you will and enjoy it to the fullest. It's A taste of freedom - however fucked the cost. And Poz men are sexy as hell.

Several things... When I was 8 I found a copy of a Playgirl mag at a bookstore, just the cover. It had a shirtless man, hairy chest, jeans slightly undone. It totally stirred something in me. No longer interested in those Playboy mags my friends would look at! At about 10 I would find myself heading directly to department store mens rooms at the mall, checking out each one. Nothing ever happened, never really saw anything, but I was totally intrigued. How did I know?? Baseball cards - I was a big baseball fan, but I also would sort out the cards to guys I thought were especially handsome and imagine each one naked in the locker room. 7th grade showers...suddenly opened up to a whole new world of naked boys, had never seen other naked boys or men. I would jack off every day before school hoping I wouldn't get hard in the showers. And yes, I remember every boy and every detail about each of them all these years later:)

Under sober circumstances, I'm not much into rimming. But a few clouds or bumps later... rimming is so fucking hot!!! BeTTer living through chemistry!

Part 8 Paul dumped a second load into the trashy whore. That made 4 already, and I decided TJ wasn't finished. I had several friends who were always happy when I had a cumdump around. They never had to worry about condoms, and they never had to pull out. Some of them were poz, a couple weren't, but they all loved a trashed out bottom. As TJ layed there, covered in sweat and breathing hard, he played with his shriveled up little dick. His eyes were closed and he didn't notice me snapping some pictures of him. Not that it would have mattered. I would have taken pictures regardless. I chained his wrists apart again, and he didn't even try to resist as he floated on the highs of both the drugs and the sex. I picked up a buttplug and lubed it up, adding a very fine layer of Tina dust all over it. I had Paul grab TJ's ankles, raise them up, and spread them apart. I smiled as I looked at his asshole. It was red and puffy and a little cum seeped out of it. If only his friends could see him now. If only they could see TJ as the dick taking drug whore I was turning him into. I snapped a couple more pics of his "straight" boyhole then I pushed the plug into him. It was a fairly thick plug, thicker than my cock. It met some resistance as it reached the fattest part, but I just kept pushing, enjoying the site of his pussy closing around the base as it filled his insides. "Oh no!" TJ whined. "Oh fuck it's burning! Oh god, take it out, PLEASE!" I knew the powder made is hole burn like it was on fire. I'm sure that I had ripped him a little bit, and the plug stretched his tender flesh even further. "It'll pass." I said coldly. After I had secured his legs again, I put a leather hood over his head, blinding him. I snapped a couple more pics of my captive whore, then started texting my buddies to let them know there was fresh, straight boy pussy to breed. I got responses from 4 of my friends. Three were poz, one wasn't. It only took half an hour before the first one showed up. Greg was an older buddy, 56ish, bald and hairy with nice 8 inch cock. Oh, and a big biohazard tattoo on his chest. We didn't really talk when he got here, cause he was only here for one reason. And I didn't want TJ to hear any voices. I wanted him to not realize that a new person was fucking him until their dick was buried deep inside him, just to fuck with his head. Greg helped me position TJ's legs so they were attached to the headboard, raising up his ass and exposing his hairy cunt to the world. I grabbed the plug and pulled it out of TJ's hole, causing the boy to groan in pain as his hole was over stretched again. Then I grabbed a nice shard and pushed it into his wet cavern as Greg reached for the lube. I just shook my head no and Greg smiled a big smile. Then he climbed on the bed and lined up his cock. He started pressing forward and I watched as TJ's hole stretched and swallowed up his head. Greg just slowly sunk himself into the teenage trash hole until his pubes were smashing TJ's asshole hair. TJ let out a long, low groan as another cock penetrated his recently straight virgin hole. Greg then started fucking the whore with long slow strokes. "Oh, it's so wet and smooth." He whispered. "You got a nice bitch here." For now, I thought to myself, until I use him up and get tired of him. Greg fucked my bitch for ten minutes during which my friend Zack arrived. He was 40, also poz and had a fat 6" cock. Fatter than even mine. We watched as Greg pumped his load into the newly minted cumdump. As soon as he pulled out, Zack took his place. He pushed down on TJ's thighs and slammed his dick in. TJ cried out loudly as his hole was stretched again. Then Zack pulled his cock all the way out and slammed it back in. TJ whimpered as Zack did this over and over, busting him wide open. He continued his assault for a good 15 minutes during which my next 2 friends both arrived. We all watched as Zack buried himself balls deep and threw back his head, moaning as he deposited his dirty sperm into the teen boy beneath him. My next buddy, Andy, climbed up and took his place at TJ's open for business hole. He was a hot 24 year old gym bunny. Blond hair, deep tan and a nice 7" dick. He was neg and only topped, not that I haven't tried to get into his nice, round, muscled ass. He slid right into TJ's loose and wet straight skater boy butt and just started fucking. He pounded the ass beneath him for a solid 10 minutes. TJ's hole made squishy sounds as Andy pounded all that dirty cum deep inside him. He groaned as he added his spunk to the sloppy cumhole. Tyrell was my last buddy to take his place at TJ's exposed and helpless hole. He was a 35 year old black guy with a wicked 9 inch cock. It was wicked not only because it was pierced, but also because it had a real big curve to it. I loved watching his black snake disappear into TJ's lily white ass. TJ moaned as Tyrell's cock punched the magic spot inside him. Tyrell pounded the whore's spot over and over as TJ grunted and moaned. Soon, TJ's moaning turned into gasps as his soft cock let loose with a big, watery load of boy cum. Tyrell didn't stop his assault on TJ's prostate, and TJ's gasps of pleasure turned to grunts of pain. It wasn't until TJ's grunts turned to muffled pleads to stop that Tyrell added his cumload to the worn out boy. After Tyrell finished and pulled out, I stuck the plug back in and released TJ's legs and tied them back to the baseboard. Then we all gathered in the living room to smoke and chat a bit. After a while, I went and retrieved TJ, and led him on his hands and knees into the livingroom. He was so fucked in the head, (as well as his ass) that he obeyed without a question. I had him sit on the floor and I removed his hood. He squinted his eyes as they adjusted to the light. Eventually he focused and looked around the room and saw for the first time the 5 naked men. He looked down in shame. "TJ." I said. "Do you know who these men are?" "No." He quietly replied. "I've never seen them before. Well, except for him." He said gesturing toward Paul. "You are correct, whore." I said. "You've never seen them, but you've taken their cocks in your ass, haven't you." "Yes, Sir." He quietly said. "And you've taken each of their cum loads in your trashy little whore ass, haven't you." "Yes, Sir." He replied meekly. "So, whore, do you think you earned this?" I asked as I held up a rig. His eyes lit up when he looked at it. "Yes, Sir." "Come here then and stand before me." He stood up and walked over to me. "Now, turn around and bend over." I instructed him. He did so and I grabbed the plug and yanked it out of his hole. Cum ran out and stuck to the hair on his ass and legs. "Now," I said holding my hard cock, "turn around and sit on my cock and you will get your reward." TJ did exactly as he was told. Like the meth whore he was becoming, he was only focused on getting another fix, no matter what he had to do. He squatted over me as cum dripped out of his cunt onto my cock. Then he placed the head against his opening, and slowly slid down on it, groaning as he took all 11 inches deep inside himself. Then I held the rig in front of his face. "Now, one more thing. I want you to turn to the men and say, "I want each of you to please fuck me again."" He hung his head and closed his eyes. "Come on whore." I prodded as I ran the needle lightly up and down his arm. "Say, I want each of you to fuck me again." I said more forcefully as I flexed my dick inside him. The lure of the high was too much for him and he turned to the men and said, in a clear voice, "I want each of you to fuck me again." "Good boy." I said as I tied off his arm. "Now say, "I want all your cum inside me."" "I want all your cum inside me." He said without hesitating. I smiled as I further broke TJ down. "Now say, "I'm a dirty little meth whore. Please use me."" As I swabbed his arm. He hesitated for just a moment before saying, "I'm a dirty little meth whore, Please use me." "That's a good little whore." I said as I stuck the needle in his arm. "You're nothing but a cumdump." I said as I got the red flash. "You're a dirty little cumdump meth whore." I said as I pushed the plunger. I released the band, and as the rush hit his body I grabbed his head and kissed him deep as I bucked my hips upward. "Now whore, turn around and ride my cock!" TJ stood up and turned around, sitting back on my cock. He started riding it as he faced the men. I grabbed his pierced nipples as he rode me and he threw his head back as he groaned in pleasure. "That's right whore. Ride that cock. Show the men what you're good for. Show the men what your holes are for slut! Show them what a cock hungry cumdump meth whore you are!" He rode me for a couple of minutes before I pushed him off me and onto the carpet. The men immediately grabbed him and he quickly had a cock in both his holes. He was passed around and around getting fucked in every position. He had dirty cum and ass covered cocks shoved into his mouth. He was spit on, slapped, and generally abused. He was introduced to nipple clamps and his little pierced tits were tortured. Each man came at least once more, some of them a third time. When everyone was finished, TJ was left on the carpet looking like a bikers whore with cum on his face and dripping out of his ass. Fresh bruises covered his body. After the men had all left, I gave TJ a powerful sedative, and soon he was passed out on my bed. I spread his cheeks to look at his hole. It was very red and puffy, just like I like it.I pushed my cock into him as he slept. His hole was so loose and wet. I fucked him slowly, relishing in the feel of his sloppy, cum filled, straight boy pussy around my cock. I pumped one final load for the night into his guts before I stuck a plug in him to keep all that cum he had earned inside him. Not bad for his first night with me.