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Chapter 3 He threw me onto the bed hard. There were still fresh cum and lube stains on his sheets from when he was jacking off. It reeked, but at the same time I kind of liked the smell. The Ambien-vodka cocktail Earl made for me was beginning to kick in, hard. I felt warm all over and my head felt like it was buzzing. All the fear left me instantly, and all that was left was pure, filthy, disgusting lust. I couldn't help but let out a moan when he grabbed my arms and pulled me so that my head was hanging off the bed. "You're the reason this dick is covered in pre, so you're gonna clean it, boy. If I hear the word 'no' come out of your mouth one time, you do not leave this room alive. Understood?" I nodded. "Good boy." He stroked his long, fat cock until it looked hard as a rock. A little string of pre was dripping off the tip and his fat, sweaty balls were bouncing up and down. I was hypnotized. This was the biggest cock I had ever seen, even in porn, and it was going in my throat. I couldn't help but get hard too, but since I was so much smaller than he was he probably didn't even notice. "Open your mouth." I opened it right away. I could smell his cock as soon as I walked in his apartment, but now that his cock was so close the smell was really strong. It smelled like he hadn't taken a shower in a week! He reeked of cum and sweat, and the smell only got stronger when I felt the tip slide past my lips. I could barely even fit the head in my mouth! "You knocked on the wrong door, boy." He wasn't even a little gentle! He leaned forward and started drilling my poor throat with his fat cock. I swear I could feel him in my stomach! I couldn't breathe at all! He tasted like sex, too: if this was just his pre-cum, then how much does he cum? I focused on making him cum as fast as possible so I could get some air. But he was so much bigger than anything I was used to that I just couldn't help it! I felt him graze past my teeth at some point, and he stopped right away. I started coughing violently. I had spit and pre all over my face and dripping out of my mouth. I felt like a whore—no, I felt like a victim and I fucking loved it. "If I feel your teeth again I'll knock them out of your fucking head." "I'm sorry sir, I've never sucked a cock this big before." "I don't give a shit." He leaned all the way forward and grabbed my hips. Being in his big arms made me feel safe (even though I wasn't). He flipped me over and lifted me up off the ground until his mouth was on my ass and I was staring right at his cock. "Clean it." "Yes, sir." I opened my mouth and practically worshipped his cock. I licked it, sucked it (or as much as I could), even made out with the tip. I wanted to feel his cum cover my face. I wanted to watch his balls jump over and over again while he shot ropes on me until I was covered in this disgusting, evil man's seed. "Good boy... Fuck." He was licking my hole with the same ferocity. I'd shaved my hole that morning for my boyfriend as a coincidence. "Haven't had a hairless hole in years. You did want this, didn't you?" I tried to answer him but couldn't bring myself to take my mouth off his perfect cock. I was kissing his tip like I kiss my boyfriend's lips. "Daddy's getting close. Keep doing that. Fuck. Fuck!" I couldn't wait. I wanted to taste his cum so fucking bad. "FUCK!" Just when I thought I was about to get coated in Earl's cum, he threw me back on the bed. I felt his full weight on my body as I felt his cock sink deep into my throat. His dick was so thick, I could feel it throb against the walls of my esophagus. "Take it, boy. Fuck....." He was shooting ropes. I could feel it coating the walls of my throat and slide down into my stomach. After what felt like a minute and a half, he got off and left me in a pool of cum, sweat, and spit. I must've blacked out from the lack of oxygen and the pressure of his body on me, because when I woke up all my clothes were off and my phone was in his hand. "Sir... why am I naked? Did you rape me?" "No. I was waiting for you to wake up. There's something you should see, though." He turned my phone around and showed me texts he'd sent from my phone. "I" had told my family I was staying over at my boyfriend's house for a few days. "I" had texted my boyfriend that I was going on vacation and that I'd be away from my phone. "I" had turned my location off. "Looks like you're mine for a few days, fag boy." He threw the phone against the wall as hard as he could. It broke. Fuck. I didn't tell anybody where I was gonna be, my family and friends think I'm gone, and I'm locked in a literal rapist's apartment. He was already hard again. How was this even possible? I saw him stroking his cock and rubbing his biohazard tattoo with his free hand. He was walking right towards me. Oh, fuck... "You're done for." TBC

So last week we got a new housemate, i was annoyed as first i found out about interviews was a week after them but they said he was nice so will be fine. So he arrived while i was at work so first i met him i was sweaty from a long hot day and i desperately needed a shower, just as i was about to go in the bathroom he walks out in just a towel and fuck was he hot, big pecs with hairy chest down to his abs covered in a light layer of hair and a thickening treasure trail going into his towel, sadly my tour ended there as he said sorry and walked past me. One fail for me. When i got in the shower i found all the hot water gone so fuck was i pissed off at this point so i grab my towel drying my cold body off and stormed off finding him in his room and rant began. Was the next day we interacted again, this was in the evening the others were out partying but i had a shift next day so couldnt go out, so i decided to try grindr and squirt for some fun at least but no nothing so i was again pissed. So went into the kitchen to make a snack and crash when i saw him in the fridge with the same thought but unlike me was fully dressed while i was just wearing a jock not expecting anyone in, i just didnt care at this point and just went in and got my food from the cupboard then i got my first shock as a hand slapped my ass and a "nice ass dude but put it away unless you wanna show it off to everyone" habit made me blush and get no words out. Fail Two. I went to my room and grabbed shorts before going into his room to say i can dress like i want round my home, as i walk in he is laying there wearing just a jock eating and smirking at me as my mouth gives out again, Fail three. He saves me and gets up walking to me and says "two choices mate, get out my room or get on my knob" he just said it so matter of fact and before i even knew it i was face first in his jock pouch mouthing his now growing cock. he helped me out but pulling his jock off letting me see his big bushy pubes surounding his easily 7inch uncut cock, i instantly took it in my mouth trying to go for his cum like a horny teenager. He eventually pushed me off smirking at me "knew you loved cock first moment i saw ya now its my turn" as he lifted me up put me on his bed and pulled my shorts off then lowered my jock and sucked my cock like a pro deep throating me in seconds. I want to say i lasted ages, honestly, i was soo horny i came in about a minute of my cock entering his throat and he swallowed every drop before licking my balls down my taint to my hole his tongue probing my hole hard, this lasted a bit before he got up moving up body before sitting on my face "go on lad eat my ass earn my knob going into that slut hole" and I didnt need to be told as i ate his hairy ass taking in his day scent. After an age he finally pulled away pulled my jock back on and i thought fuck this it but then he flipped me putting me in doggy and reached for his draw pulling a tube of lube and a wrapper, "alright lad Im gonna fuck your brains out last chance to run and you want this on right" he waved the condom wrapper in my face and I shock my head. "Good lad get ready i dont stop and i dont pull out" with the would out he pushed his cock head into my hole hard pushing until he was all the way in he was already lubed i wondered if he would have stealthed me. Then the fucking commenced. He pounded hard gripping my hips as he pistoned into me, true to his word he never slowed or stopped just kept pounding getting harder and faster until finally he grunted and came deep in my ass, i was wimpering a second load emptying into my jock at somepoint i cant remember but i just collapse as he pulls out moving up to my mouth "clean me off then" taking his cock in my mouth to suck clean of his cum before he lays down next to me "gonna love having my own personal cumdump"

I'm going to post some stories about my last sexcation, out of order but for the most part true stories. CumUnion Party at Sanctuary LAX July 2023 The LAX Sanctuary CumUnion parties have always been good to me, and despite being 1000 mile from where I live I make an effort to get to at least 1 or 2 of them every year. Prior to the July 2023 party the very 1st party hosted there was my best CumUnion event ever, and even the worst events I've been to at this venue are far better than the best I've been to in several cities. I had not been able to attend one of these since July of last year, and Sanctuary had moved to a new location since I last attended. I had prepurchased my ticket and headed to the new venue for the 8 pm start, and got in line about 5 minutes before the event I was number 12 in line, which was also my number for the clothes check. I was told told that there were some wooden benches to use for undressing to the left just inside the main room, as it turns out just past a sling, so I stripped to my jock returned my bag of clothes to the clothes check and started to explore the new venue before getting down to fucking. The main room was huge, but other than the sling and benches contained a couple of couches, a stage and some jugs of Gatorade, mostly empty. Off to the left along the wall with the benches were 3 rooms. The 1st room was primarily occupied by one of the long fuck benches guys can get on their knees on that are just the right width to be used from both ends, plus a couple of other padded surfaces to fuck on, but no one is enjoying any of it yet. The 2nd room contains a large bed, a fuck horse, St Andrews cross, and a padded bench long enough for 3 or 4 guys to fuck along one wall (I sucked a couple of cocks and had mine sucked briefly by the bench, but no one seemed to be ready to start the fucking yet). The 3 room contains a sling (almost too high for me to comfortably top and I'm 6'2") a fuck horse, another St Andrews cross and an even smaller padded bench. By this time roughly 15 minutes into the 5 hour event there are probably 35 guys undressed and ready to start the fun, so I headed back to the 1st room and saw that there were 2 men ass up on the bench, and one of them was getting fucked. I got on all fours on the bench and was immediately offered a cock to suck and within 30 seconds had a nice hard cock gently pushing into my ass as well. I stayed on all fours until my 1st fucker pulled out and the guy I had been sucking made his way around and tried the other end. Now primed and ready, I gave the 4 guys now on the bench a few strokes with my big cock before making my way around again. By this point there were probably 50 guys stripped down and ready and almost all of them were actually engaged in either fucking or sucking. I wound up staying the entire 5 hours, and there were never more than a handful of guys that were just there being looky loos at one time, which is extremely unusual even for this event. The crowd skewed a little older and in less than perfect shape than sometimes, but there was very little attitude and the 3 or 4 guys who did give me an attitude over the course of the evening were all older and imperfect shape themselves, none of the twinks or muscle guys in attendance seemed to have an attitude and other than the looky loos I think I fucked with almost all of them. In other words it was the perfect scenario, for some one like me who loves to fuck and get fucked (I didn't encounter a single oral only guy all evening and while this event sometimes attracts enough voyeurs only to spoil the action I've never encountered a cuddler or foreplay only guy in the probably 10 years they have been holding it. About an hour in I was spending some time in the 1st room on and around the large bench fucking, sometimes while getting fucked from behind while fucking, when the guy I pulled out of got up for a break, I jumped up on the bench to take a turn being a fuck hole, I had a cock up my ass as soon as I got in position and had several cocks shoved in my mouth as well. I stayed on the bench until my knees started to ache, and was fucked almost continuously. For the 1st time since my initial exploration the sling by the door was unoccupied (it had already seen a lot of use), so I hopped up in it and discovered my hole was full of cum, based on the amount someone had either saved up few days or I had multiple loads. The next guy to fuck me was a really well built latino who commented on my cum sloppy hole, and then a shorter asian dude who had already fucked me on all 3 benches, the bed and the fuck horse in the 3rd room entered me again, but neither of them bred me. After the asian guy, I got up and let someone else have a turn. By this point it is a little over 2 hours into the event so I stopped for some Gatorade and stepped out onto the smoking patio to cool off (not smoke), and there was a 3 way going on the patio. Once I rested a little I went back to the 1st room intent on sampling the available holes and giving my 1st load to the most talented one. I think I got my dick into 3 of them before the asian guy came up and rammed his dick in me causing me to breed the loose cum sloppy hole I was in, before I had a chance to determine who was the most talented. Before I really had a chance to rest up, I had more guys wanting to fuck me, and being the slut I am happily put aside my need to rest and let them. It didn't take too long until they had fucked my dick hard again, that and even though no one let on I suspect a couple of more loads found there way into my hole. So I resumed fucking as well as getting fucked. Around 11:30 I shot my 2nd load into the latino muscle guy that fucked me in the sling by the door, loose sloppy hole in the tall sling in the 3rd room. The crowd had started to thin out (it was never huge compared to some of the preCOVID parties which often drew several hundred men), I doubt there were ever 100 at one time, but almost everyone there was there either there to fuck, get fucked of both) and was considering trying to get fucked one more time and call it a night. I was sitting on the edge of the bed in the 2nd room which only had one couple fucking on it when I was approached by an older black guy that has fucked me at almost all of the LAX CumUnions I've attended. He took me on the bed, the fuck horse, the bench and on the St Andrews cross before he took a break. The short asian guy wanted to do me again and got me on missionary on the bed, breeding me this time. By this point I couldn't seem to get hard again and even though the crowd that was left was still doing a lot of fucking was going to call it a night, when I was approached by the older black guy again, this time we stayed on the bed and had it mostly to ourselves, he fucked me in every position possible and I finally rode his load out just before the 1 am ending time (he had never actually bred me before). After a brief post fuck kiss and rest he got up to go home, I walked around one more time, and found that they had closed all but the 1st room, which amazingly still had 2 couples fucking on the bench with 2 fully clothed guys standing along the wall watching. I tried for a couple of minutes to get one of the looky loos to fuck me, but either they weren't there to participate or couldn't get it up again (I couldn't so I had not right to be judgemental). So at 1:05 am I finally left, after either having my pole in a hole or a pole in my hole almost continuously since 8:15 pm. I had loaded 2 guys and had at least 3 loads in my hole. Since I had not eaten since noon I went back to my hotel, put on some shorts that were heavy enough to contain any potential cum that might leak out and walked next door to the all night diner for a well deserved meal of pancakes and sausages.

Here's a quickie... Best Western PLUS I was on one of the location based apps and I saw a nice looking dick near me that I hadn't seen before so I clicked on it. Dom top breeder hosting in his hotel near me, a Best Western PLUS. I messaged him "Nice looking dick". He sent me back two even better looking dick pics. I responded "Very nice" and sent him a pic of my spread ass. He said "Come over, I'll eat n fuck your juicy ass". I replied "I just gotta shower and clean out". "OK, eta?" he replied. I sent back "30 mins? You bareback?" His response was "OK, yes, always bb". I replied "Nice. I'm neg but poz friendly, you?". His response instantly made my little cock twitch... "POZ, I'm going to impregnate you when u get here". I replied "I can't wait". He said "Hurry up, I'm super horny". I quickly got in the shower and then cleaned out my hole with multiple bottles of water. When I was done I sent him "I'll be there in 10-15 minutes". His reply "Awesome, room 213". When I got out of the elevator I saw that room was not far down the hall and the door was slightly ajar. He quickly ushered me inside and pointed at the couch. I dropped my sweat pants and took off my shirt. I hadn't bothered to put underwear on. I sat on the couch and he immediately offered up his dick which I took in my mouth "Suck me hard" he said. I complied, giving him my best head work. He really got into it sliding his 7" dick into my throat. After a bit he told me to lay on my back on the couch and he got over me and started really fucking my face until I was gagging and gasping for air between thrusts. "You ready to get your ass fucked?" he asked? "Hell yeah" was my response. He positioned me on the couch telling me to put my knees together and poke my butt out. Then I heard the cap of the lube and the lube squeezing out then felt the tip of his dick sliding in my crack getting it slick. He started to push inside, then pull out, opening my hole up. Once he made entry he pushed in balls deep and groaned out "I'm going to knock up this neg ass". That made me moan out in pleasure and then he really went to town pounding me hard, filling the room with the sound of his balls slapping my taint, his thighs bouncing off my ample backside and our moans and groans of pleasure. After about 10 minutes of pounding he said "I'm coming! Take my charged load!" and I could feel his dick twitch and his poz cum being pumped into me. After he finished he went to the bathroom to clean up and I put my shirt, sweats and shoes back on and found my way out and back home. That was two weeks ago. I'm at the free gay/lesbian clinic right now waiting for my test results. I figured I'd better get checked because I cam down with an unseasonal flu a few days ago. They just called my number and are escorting me to a room. I can tell by the look on the face of the young man that the result is going to be poz and sure enough it is. I don't really listen to a whole lot more, they want me to come back and talk to a counselor and run some more tests so I can get on meds, but I'm not really interested in all that. He hands me a card and tells me to schedule my followups at the desk on my way out but I just put the card in my pocket and head for home. Well, I guess that the Best Western PLUS really lived up to it's name. And I can't be happier!

I know these are fictional characters, and that @jbucktown is exploring how bottoms and tops get treated differently. But tops like Travis get on my nerves. He got Matt to take him raw by lying about not having a condom. He put Matt in a situation where his known sexual predator roommate could fuck him. He participated for a long while in a three way sexual relationship with the two of them. He actively participated in a group sex scene where he encouraged other men to fuck Matt. Then he gets all butthurt about Matt being slutty. Paul may have his faults, but at least he isn’t a hypocrite.

That's how I learned to jack off too. I was also about 11. The vibrating side was flat and it felt fucking amazing. I jacked off hundreds of times with that thing. One day when I was in HS (about 14) I jerked off 15 times in one day while I was home alone, ostensibly sick.

This is a very short story that I came across on a different site. The author is KinkMeKnots and the picture is submitted by Him He hadn't meant to cum like that. He hadn't meant to shoot rope after rope of his pent up wad all over the small body trembling before him. He had EVERY INTENTION of holding back, and holding off from shooting out his jizm despite the generous slam he had been given and being stroked by his Master while having to listen to all the dirty talk that aroused despite himself. He never wanted to betray his sweet scared little 18 yo nephew in that way.. never. But every man has his limits, and after two weeks of being denied (his Master would keep him chemed up and on the edge the entire time he was being fucked), an hour of receiving simulation directly from his Master before his nephew came back from practice early, and the following two hours of watching and listening as his Master enjoyed using the 'special surprise' that had been 'offered' to him for his perverted enjoyment the slave uncle was already near his limit. Having watched his nephew be stripped of his football kit and forced to shotgun cloud after cloud until he was just a rag doll begging to be used. He tried to steel himself against the pleasurable sensation of his Master's hand, and resist the powerful temptation caused by the sight of his nephew's naturally sexy body that had already been used excessively (despite the lad's nearly total lack of experience). But the words comming out of his Master's mouth.. the wonderfully perverse way he spoke about what he had done and still intended to do made resisting the urge a torment all its own. "I'm going to stroke you nonstop for fifteen minutes slave. If you cum on your sweet little 'present' before then, then I'll take that to mean that I'm free to cum IN him.. and you know what that means don't you slave?" Indeed he did, it was not long ago that his Master started cumming in his own ass uninhibited despite having been off his meds for months. He had no care about getting it from the man he worshiped, but wanted at all costs to spare his innocent nephew from being forcibly 'Charged Up'. No matter how much the thought of it made his cock leak his own charged pre. He was so close too, only three minutes to go. But his Master knew his slave too well, and was able to say exactly what to he needed to say to push his slave over the edge. As the last volleys of his tainted incestuous seed rained down on the battered form of his quivering nephew, dooming the youth to his fate, his Master's words rang on in his ears. "Next time we throw a house party, I'm going to invite ALL of our closest friends and introduce them to the boy making sure they know he's your nephew. Their gonna watch as you openly fondle his junkie body while he squirms, make him drink booze and g out of your mouth, and force him to use favors. When our straight laced friends leave because things are getting too weird, you're going to kick things up by REALLY getting handsy with him. When its just the true [banned word] left you're gonna put on a little show for them by bending his sweet ass over the end of the couch, pulling his pants down to show off his cute little ass, and then.. my deliciously perverted slave." Master said with an evil chuckle. "You're going to loudly give your nephew what you've secretly been wanting to give him for a while now by hate fucking him in front of everyone. Those fucking pigs are gonna love seeing you blast his tight little ass full of your seed, egging you on the whole time you 'knock up' your own nephew." Comming down from his orgasm the slave felt deeply ashamed as he watched his Master drag his nephew away in order to aggressively breed him for different times. Ensuring that long before the a room full of horny perverts watched a true incestuous pairing occur, the boy was already marked and claimed by another.

Chapter 28: Piss for All We got back to their cabin, and my friends dad told him to get face down in the sling. He told us he was going to piss fuck his son, and we were welcome to piss on his son, or in his mouth as he filled his pig hole with his piss. Marc was obviously excited and asked my step dad to fill his ass with our toxic piss. We kinda of expected he would ask, so we didn't waste much piss on my friend! We removed Marc's chastity device and my step dad filled him with his piss first, followed by me. While we were pissing in Marc, my friends dad put on a cruel condom and started fucking his son roughly. He told his son could never had too many strains in him, and he hoped to add a few more. He finished quickly and my step dad asked if he could use the cruel condom on Marc. He said sure as even though he couldn't breed Mark, his and his sons blood would be on the condom, perhaps he could spread a strain. He took off the cruel condom and he had fucked his son so hard his cock was bleeding quite a bit too. My step dad slipped the cruel condom on his cock, and fucked Marc as hard or even harder than the other dad had fucked his son. After he shot his load in him, he took off the cruel condom and told Marc and I to clean his bloody cock. My step dad then said it was time for me to drop the fourth toxic load in Marc. I was excited as fuck knowing his ass was totally prepared to receive my toxic load. After I seeded Marc, I asked if they had a toothbrush I could use to be sure our blood and toxic cum worked its way into his body. Of course they delivered and I brushed Marc's hole aggressively before plugging him. My friend said Marc was having all the fun, and said he wanted Marc to breed him. He got in the sling and said breed me bitch. Marc was already rock hard, and entered my friends ass with ease. He was pre lubed by his dad's cum and blood, so Marc entered quite easily. The rest of us got together on the bed, but didn't have any sex. We knew the night was young, and we wanted to save our cum for when it was most important. After Marc seeded my friend, they joined us in bed, creating a pile of sweaty cum and piss full Pigs.

yes, thank you !

Let me know if I should continue my sexcation exploits here or if I should take it to the blog section. Playing with Cornholes and Getting Creamed at the Bar So last Wednesday night I crossed fucking in a bar off my bucket list. I'm not really a drinker and don't smoke, so bars aren't high on my list of sex venues to go to. I had previously been sucked and sucked a little cock at the bars, in fact once in Denver I was being sucked by the guy next to me while sitting at the bar when a bartender bent over the bar and grabbed a tasted my dick a couple of times as he walked by, so I wasn't a total innocent. Back to the present, I went to underwear night the Barracks Bar in Palm Springs with every intention of completely losing my barroom virginity. I wasn't really sure what to do, and didn't get things exactly right I'm sure. I bought a beer and stripped down to my jock as soon as I arrived, wishing I had known to bring a lock since they had lockers available if you brought your own lock. Eventually more guys started trickling in and I started to see some activity as well as getting fondled and taking advantage of packages being offered for me to fondle several times. Out on the patio and in the bar itself most men were either in their underwear, a jock and a few just had a sock over their cocks. I think I had only seen one brief suck when a young cub came appeared on the patio and we started ogling each other. He came over and started kissing and fondling me, he wasn't huge by any means, but was nice and hard producing lots of precum, so I pulled him out and licked it up for him. Unfortunately he wasn't in to doing it quite so openly so he pulled me off kissed me and said he would find me later. At this point I was at a bit of a loss how things were supposed to work, but by this point there were a few guys starting to fuck so I was reasonably certain I could figure it out. I approached several guys who were obviously into not doing anything except teasing and cock blocking when I witness a group break up after some fucking and there were several empty seats along the wall next to the guy who had topped. I sat down, a little too far away from him when a fully clothed guy plopped down between us and started talking to me about he didn't know what to do, and started wondering out loud about the potential for police raids and the consequences for both the men and the establishment, which could have been a total boner and scene killer if he had been here in Portland (if I could even get things started in the 1st place). After just a few minutes another guy around my age came up and offered both of us his dick, which immediately found its way into my mouth. After just a bit of sucking I noticed the guy I had been planning to make a move on had stood up and was giving his hole to someone, so I spun around and was rewarded by getting the cock I had been sucking up my hole for at least 5 minutes. Meanwhile boner killer guy just continues to sit there looking uncomfortable. After it broke up I turned to boner killer and stated "I don't know about you, but I know what to do now," and walked off. Ten or 15 minutes later another guy approached me and guided me to the opposite side of the guy I wanted who was still sitting next to boner killer. We sucked each other and the guy I was originally trying to hook up with and ended up both fucking and getting fucked by my original target, all with boner killer still sitting there looking increasingly nervous. I really didn't notice any obvious breeding, but did have my dick in couple more guys over the course of the evening. A little after midnight the cute cub found me again and wanted to fuck me in the bathroom, so I followed him to a lockable washroom with a single toilet and a stopped up sink, I immediately dunked my shorts that I had been carrying in the stopped up sink when he pushed me down to suck him before he gave me a long hard fuck that ended with my getting bred, after which he let me suck his dick clean and lick the fucksweat off of his ball, which was worth having to drive back to the hotel in wet shorts. I found out his name and that he was 20 years younger than I am. By this point the crowd had started to thin, and it was mostly fully clothed attention whores left, after 10 or 15 minutes of no sex happening around me, I decided it was time to head back to the hotel, which may have been a mistake because one of the bartenders was flirting hard with me despite the fact I had only had 3 drinks (the last of which didn't even contain alcohol) over the course of the evening. Since I hadn't cum yet I went on back down to the river, and found a handful of guys there, but none of them seemed to be interested in me. There was a tall black guy I would have gladly bred or let breed me, but he ignored me and let a short latino guy fuck him in way to public of a spot for my taste. Since I wasn't getting in action at the river I went back to my hotel and went on Sniffies and found an older "cum dump" staying in the same hotel who obviously had not been bred yet that night, lubed him with some of the 34 year old cub cum from my hole and dropped my load before going to bed. All in all a very good night.

THIS RIGHT HERE!! My cock throbs SO HARD for a wet hairy red fuck hole. My cock leaks cum from my balls being so fall and my shaft throbbing so hard and eager its best described as vibrating. A perfect hole like that I know I would bust sliding in by the time I got balls deep. Ugh, to be able to mount that mancunt balls deep every day and just pump my seed in his guts... would be incredibly satisfying. [think before following links] https://m.tnaflix.com/gay-porn/Two-Cocks-One-Hairy-Asshole-and-a-Whole-Lot-of-Cum/video5780629

Would love to know what happened to Trevor

Really sorry to hear the news i had a nasty case back in my youth- and not having insurance to pay for surgery I had to do out patient- which as it was a nasty case took about 2-1/2 years - every other week to have them burned off- (strangely though I think they saved my life as I got them just at the beginning of AIDS - and by the time I was “all clear” condoms were being used (so I didn’t get AIDs until after the cocktail had been discovered) So my advice is make sure you have a dr that a) you know, trust, and can be completely honest with b) is experienced and knows what they are talking about and what treatments would be best for you c) once you are all clear - ask about how often you should get a Pap smear…. Yes guys should get them too if tge have had warts as they are a great detector of potential cancer And don’t beat yourself up over this—- it happens hope it is not too bad a case and that you are up and about soon good luck and yes - for everyone else… if you are lucky enough not to have had anything yet - talk to your dr about what vaccines you might be eligible for (as most drs - unless asked- stop offering them to patients once they are out of their teens

its sad you even have to tell them, they should instantly know, raw is the law and bottom is getting bred

Yours is the right attitude, and really, the only way the situation will ever get turned around - if we collectively stop refusing to let it pass. Unfortunately, I think it requires a critical mass of people to change social behavior, and I don’t think we’re headed in the right direction. The sad thing is that this is the age of the ‘influencer’, and if some of those influencers would influence people to be civilized instead of promote hyper-consumption, vanity, and twerking, we might be a little better off.

II, lying on my parent's bed dry-humping my dad's pillow while my aunt & uncle (who were babysitting) were downstairs. That's also the day I learnt how to clean cum off pillows!

Love dropping my seed into a married guys ass

Paul's Continuing Seduction, Matt at the Bar Matt is out for a run. It’s a hot day. He’s wearing running shorts and his sneakers. He is running past one of the gay bars when he hears his name. It’s Travis roommate, Paul, calling him. Matt slows down and leans in the window of the bar to say hi. The roommate invites him in. Matt demurs – no ID, just wearing shorts, etc. Roommate says he looks fuckable. Matt laughs and says thanks. They chat another minute before Matt takes off to finish his run. During his run, Matt remembers how good Paul’s long dick feels fucking his ass, how Paul likes to see Matt take his load after Paul has been fucking other guys, and Paul likes to watch Matt get fucked by other guys. It’s been just over two weeks since Matt took 6 loads from four guys in Travis and Paul’s apartment. Travis asked Matt to get tested after that night because Matt’s been getting barebacked a lot. Matt went to the clinic with Travis the next day and then both got tested. After they got tested, on the sidewalk outside the clinic, Travis also told Matt he wanted to take a break from seeing each other. Matt has been in a funk since Travis broke it off. Matt got his results a yesterday – negative. He hasn’t been fucked since he got tested because he and Travis had broken off and Matt knows, like all young guys raised in this era, not to put other guys at risk by fucking around before getting the results back. Thinking of Paul’s cock got Matt hard during his run which was difficult. He stopped to stretch and think of other things. He stretched his calves and hamstrings, and when his dick softened, Matt took off again for home. Matt decided to head out to the bar and meet up with Paul. He quickened his pace on the journey home. Matt showered and cleaned out. Matt was definitely hoping to get fucked tonight, so he didn’t eat at the house – probably get some fries at the bar. Matt slipped on clean running shorts, jock strap, and a tight tee shirt. He looked in the mirror and decided to do one last thing – he pulled open the side seem of the old running shorts so they showed more skin. Matt looked again – not obviously slutty, but just enough skin at the seem so anyone paying close attention could see almost all of Matt’s bare leg up to the waistband. Matt smiled – I’m definitely getting fucked tonight. He grabbed his ID, some cash, and his keys – which barely fit in the pocket of these shorts – and headed out. As Matt arrived at the bar where he saw the roommate earlier, he saw the gay men’s health clinic folks were set up inside handing out condoms, lube, safe sex info, and getting folks to sign up for appointments. Matt saw the guys he had interacted with on his trips to the clinic. He blushed. They said hi and gave Matt a packet of condoms and lube. When Matt showed his ID, he got a wristband and noticed other guys had black X’s on their hands. Matt asked a bouncer he knows what was up – bouncer said it is an 18+ night because there is a drag show and the health clinic thing tonight. Black X means no alcohol. Wristband means your old enough. Matt joked and said, “Old enough to what?” The bouncer smiled and said, “To get the ass fucked off you” and he swatted Matt’s pert ass. The bouncer says, “Seriously though, everyone in here is over 18 tonight. No jailbait in here. We card hard tonight for this event. The clinic is a great resource, but on night’s like this it can make our jobs harder.” He hugs Matt and says, “You do look fuckable tonight. When was your last test? I know you aren’t perfect about condom usage.” Matt laughs remembering the night the bouncer and his friend bred Matt after the bar closed. Matt says, “This week. Negative.” Bouncer kisses Matt on the check and moves on to checking the next ID. The bar is crowded. Matt got the special - a long island iced tea, hoping to catch up to Paul who had been drinking for two hours already, and looked around for Paul. Paul bumped into Matt on his way to the bar, pointed to the table and asked Matt if he wanted another. Matt said yes. Matt went to the table. He introduced himself and realized that all the other guys had black X on their hands. Being 22, almost 23 now, he did feel older than these guys but not by much. Paul comes back with drinks. They are all laughing and joking. Matt feels the guys flirting with him and he flirts back. The conversation turns to the gay men’s health clinic – has everyone signed up to be tested, been before, been tested, etc. The guys are all talking about their experiences, etc. All the guys have their safe sex packets of condoms and lube on the table. The drag show starts and guys turn their attention to the show. Matt is drinking his second drink when he feels a hand rubbing his side. He sees Paul negotiating the open seem on Matt’s shorts. He slides his hand up and inside. He whispers, “A jockstrap. Nice. You looking to get fucked tonight?” Matt leans in and says, “Are we going to use one of the condoms in these packets?" Paul smiles at Matt. Matt stands off his stool and positions himself so he is between Paul’s legs. Paul slips both hands inside Matt’s shorts. Paul starts rubbing Matt’s ass and hole under his shorts. Matt moans slightly. The other guys at the table notice. They can see Paul’s hands under Matt’s shorts. Matt reaches for a safety packet on the table, fumbles but gets the lube packet out successfully. He hands it to Paul. Paul takes it from Matt. Matt spreads his legs some and leans on the table as if he is watching the drag show. Carefully so not to be seen by the entire bar, Paul puts some on his fingers and rubs it on Matt’s hole. Paul slides a finger into Matt’s hole. Matt pushes back taking most of Paul’s finger in the first push. Paul fingers Matt while the performers sing. The MC comes on and says, “Taking a short break. Back in 10 minutes.” Then laughs, grabs the mic again and says, “More like 20 minutes. Beauty takes time sluts.” The undergrads at the table with Paul are no longer watching the stage and are watching Matt get fingered in the bar by Paul. Paul now has two fingers in Matt and he asks Matt, “Who is the biggest slut at this table?” Matt looks back at Paul and says, “You.” Paul rubs a third finger on the outside of Matt’s hole, two other fingers in his hole rubbing the inside of his ass and Paul asks again, “I have two fingers in your ass in the middle of the bar. Who is the bigger slut?” Matt says, “I’m the bigger slut.” Paul says, “How long has it been since you got fucked?” Matt says, “Couple weeks.” Paul says, “When my roommate and I and three college boys fucked you silly?” Matt feels Paul’s fingers rubbing the inside of his ass slowly and it feels so good. Matt doesn’t want Paul to stop. Matt says, “Only two of those college guys fucked me. You and Travis turned out the other one.” Paul chuckles, “Your right Matt; you only got fucked by 4 guys that night.” One of the under 21 guys at the table says, “Wow. You got fucked by 4 guys in one night. You are a slut.” He laughs, so do the other guys Matt just met. Matt says, “Don’t knock it til you try it.” They all laugh, even Paul. Paul now pulls his fingers out of Matt’s ass. He says, “Gotta go get cleaned up. Another round?” Matt agrees to a third long island. While Paul is gone, one of the under 21s face lit up and said, “Wait a second. Are you the guy that slept with Tyler, Jason and Dave?” Matt honestly doesn’t know. He blushes a bit and looks at the guy who asked and says, “I don’t remember their names.” The guys all laugh good natured laughs. The guy who asked says, “Tyler is a blonde guy, thin, good looking, about 5’9”, a twink. I guess Dave looks almost the same. Jason has black hair, a nice ass, and has more muscle than Tyler and Dave.” Matt, hoping to end the interrogation before it gets too detailed, says, “That sounds right. That’s probably them. Nice guys. It was a fun night.” The guy questioning persists, “Tyler says they walked in on you riding Paul’s roommate’s dick and watching him cum inside you. Tyler says he thought you and the other guy were dating until Paul fucked you in front of them in the kitchen. Then it kind of turned into an orgy.” Matt blushes deeply hearing the story told to him by someone who wasn't there. Before he can answer, the MC is back on and Paul is back with the third long island. Matt finishes the second drink and switches to the third. Paul leans in and softly says, “Sorry. Your ass feels great. My fingers were starting to get messy with the lube and your wet ass. I hope you kept the guys entertained.” Matt leans back against Paul’s chest and whispers in his ear, “They know the guys who we fucked around with last week.” Paul rubs Matts back and says, “Don’t worry Matt. You were a slut before they knew you. You’d already let me finger you in the bar in front of them tonight. I think they thought you were slutty before they put two and two together. Paul puts his arm around Matt's shoulders, leans in to his ear and says, "And I like you slutty.” Matt is quiet, somewhat watching the drag show, but also absorbing what Paul said. Matt is clearly upset at the situation. He excuses himself for a bit and goes to the bathroom. There is a small line. While in line, Matt is thinking about his life and the sex he’s been having. In the last 7 months, he’s been fucked bareback by 40-50 guys, most of whom he hasn’t seen more than once. Matt loves the sex. He feels that he’s starting to be judged for barebacking though – Alexander and his friends avoid Matt and call him a slut; he’s been caught getting fucked bareback by his friends; Chris (the law student) isn’t returning calls; he’s been scolded in his city’s AOL m4m chatroom for taking it bareback; and at least three groups of guys have watched him get fucked bareback. Matt drinks his drink. This is not a very big city. Matt thinks he must be getting a reputation as a bareback bottom. Matt is worried. He knows that bareback bottoms get treated like sluts. Tops are considered studs; but, the “bottoms are too slutty to know better.” That’s what guys think. Matt really wants a boyfriend and he’s worried that no one wants to date the guy that everyone has cum in. He doesn’t want to be known as a cum dumpster. Matt drinks some more. The sex is fantastic. Matt loves getting fucked bare. It makes him hard thinking about it. He is dressed to get fucked tonight and wasn't imagining using a condom when we got fucked tonight. He is struggling because he wants someone to breed him tonight, but he also wants someone to want to date him. Matt is confused. Amidst the mental confusion, Matt hears a voice behind him say, “You’ve got a great ass.” Matt turns around. It’s John, the guy with the 9”cock that Matt took home from the bar last year - Geek chic’s best friend. Matt giving it up bare to “Geek chic” started this slide into sluttiness. Matt says hi and looks past him to see if John’s boyfriend or “Geek chic” are with him. Matt says, “Alone tonight?” John says, “Yes. Came out after I got drinks with work friends.” John reaches out to touch Matt’s bare arm and says, “You look good.” Matt says, “Thanks. I was just thinking about you.” John puts both hands on Matt’s waist and says, “Oh yeah. What about?” Matt looks around to see if anyone can hear them, leans into John and says in his ear the truth, “How I gave it up bareback so easily when you fucked me. How slutty that was of me. But also how good it felt.” Matt looks into John’s face searching for a recognition of the internal conflict Matt feels. John smiles at Matt and says, “Oh yeah. I remember that too. Also remember you telling me how much better it felt taking cock raw.” As John says this, his fingers find the split seem in Matt’s shorts. John’s hands slide inside his shorts onto his bare ass. John says, “Jockstrap. That’s hot.” Matt allows himself to lean into John. John kisses him. John’s hands play with Matt’s ass and find his hole as they kiss. The bathroom door opens. Matt is next in line. John guides Matt into the bathroom, closes the door, and says, “I am going to fuck you. Get your clothes off.” Matt drops his tank top on the sink, lowers his shorts and jock to the floor and bends over the sink. John pulls out his cock and rubs it on Matt’s hole. He says, “You have lube on your ass.” Matt smiles at John through the mirror’s reflection and says, “Long story. Did you get one of those safe sex packets tonight?” John says, “Yeah. Why? Are you going to ask me to put on a condom this time?” Matt says, “No. Just use more lube. You have a big dick. I’m going to need it.” John says, “Fuck yeah.” John opens the lube packet and rubs some on his dick. Matt feels the big head push at his hole. He moans remembering how good John’s dick felt in him last time. Matt groans and says, “Fuck me. We need to be quick.” John puts one hand over Matt’s mouth and his other hand guides his bare cock into Matt’s pre-lubed ass. Matt groans loudly into John’s hand as his cock slides almost all the way inside his ass. Matt moves John’s hand and says, “Give me a second to adjust. You are so big.” Matt puts John’s hand back over his mouth. Less than a minute later, Matt slides back on John’s cock until he can feel balls on his ass. Matt feels impaled on John’s cock. John starts to rock back and forth into Matt’s unprotected ass. The rocking becomes slow short strokes, then slow long strokes. Matt’s ass accommodates the invading cock and Matt moans appreciatively. John starts to pull his cock almost all the way out and jam it back in. He does this a few times. John says, “My raw cock looks so good fucking your ass. It’s so hot.” Matt looks in the mirror at the reflection of John fucking him. John’s clothes are mostly still on. Matt is naked except for his shoes and is bent over the sink. Matt hasn’t seen John in months but John’s bare cock is in Matt’s hole. Matt moans and strokes his cock as he watches this hot image in the mirror. John is fucking him faster now. Matt is moaning into John’s hand. John says, “Fuck you have such a great ass. If my boyfriend had an ass like this, I wouldn’t be balls deep in you right now.” Matt pushes his ass back to meet John’s thrusts now. Matt turns his head and says, “Are you going to cum in my ass?” John says, “Fuck yes slut. You want my load deep in your sweet boy cunt don’t you?” John says, “Breed me please. I want it.” John is looking down at this hot 22 year old twink with a runner’s body and an amazing ass. Matt is naked for him, bent over the sink in a bar bathroom, taking his raw cock. This twink’s ass opened for John’s cock so easily but the ass is still so tight. John wants to roar as he breeds his slutty boy. He wants the world to know he’s marking territory. John remembers that he is in a bar bathroom. Instead of screaming as he cums in Matt, John bends over his back and bites down on Matt’s shoulder, grabs Matt’s hips, jams his cock in a few more times and cums in Matt’s ass. Matt is cumming on the floor as John cums in his ass and bites his shoulder. John is still bent over Matt and Matt is still full of John’s large cock. John’s hand no longer covering Matt’s mouth, Matt’s groan as John removes his cock from Matt’s ass is loud. As John’s cock comes free, cum slides out of Matt’s ass with it. John cleans the lube, cum and ass off his cock. Matt cleans his ass, but leaves the rest of the cum inside. John asks for Matt’s jockstrap. Matt says, “A trophy?” John says, “Payment for services rendered.” Matt laughs out loud, remembering John works in finance. Matt hands him the jockstrap and pulls on his shorts and tank top. The whole fuck took less than 5 minutes from Matt bending over the sink to taking John’s load. They leave the bathroom. Guys in line look annoyed. Matt blushes a bit. John isn’t phased. Matt says, “Now I can’t sit down.” John says, “Yeah I have a big dick.” Matt chuckles and says, “Yeah, but I meant I can’t sit down in these shorts while I’m going commando. Everyone will see my goods.” John says, “Isn’t that the point of this sexy outfit. To get guys to notice you and fuck you. Sit on a bar stool and let everyone see.” John kisses Matt, thanks him for the fuck and heads out. Matt goes back to Paul’s table and sits on a bar stool.

Part 1 Goosebumps spread all over my smooth legs as Tony rubbed his ice-cold, calloused hands over my thighs. I bounced gently in his lap, teasing him with my oiled-up, smooth cunt. He groaned as he licked my nipple, a stiff finger sliding between my cheeks, massaging my taint and rubbing my hole. I was spending the cloudy Thursday afternoon with Tony, a 56 year-old chem dealer with his own basement apartment in seedy Detroit. I’m a 19 year-old 5’6” year-old Chinese boy living with my husband, Ben, a 48 year-old 6’2” pilot who is a self-professed lover of smooth Asian boys. I had met him on Grindr when he flew into my hometown of LA shortly after I had turned 18, and my parents still think I had moved across the country in college to study business. In reality, I boarded a plane to Detroit to live with Ben, who had proposed to me after a weekend of breeding me at his hotel. Ben’s money and lifestyle on the road made it all too easy for me to meet Daddy Tony and get hooked on T. I know the looks I get from being seen with a middle-aged man, always dressed like a slut. My friends and family in LA would never understand, and I see the looks of disgust that get thrown our way when Ben takes me out on the town, but I love older men. Especially horny, filthy, sleazy older men like Daddy Tony, who stood 5’8” and had a hairy, ripe body. A carpet of unkempt gray hair lined his pale torso. He wore a tattered gray wife-beater stained with sweat and who knows what else and a pair of sweaty black socks crusty from stepping around in filth. He fondled me in his dark basement studio with only slivers of the afternoon sun that made it through his blinds. Conversations, car horns, and footsteps buzzed at street level. Ah, the sound of people coming home from work and school, unaware of the dirty sin just a few feet away. “That jockstrap makes me so horny, baby,” Daddy Tony whispered as he slurped my nipple, his thick mustache and beard tickling me. “Yeah, Daddy? You make me so horny too,” I cooed softly, looking deeply into his fiendish, hungry eyes. His eyes were black and dilated, his smile wicked. He twirled his finger around my tight, greasy oily jockstrap, snapping it. We shifted a little bit on his mattress, which was trashed. The sheet was soaked and crumpled into one corner, revealing the yellowing mattress underneath, which was covered in glass pipes resting on dirty paper towels, at least a half-dozen bottles of poppers, torches, dildos, cock rings, half-empty or spilled bottles of lube, baby oil, and grease. “I know something that’ll make you even hornier for daddy,” he whispered, grinning. I looked at his crooked yellow teeth and took in his rank breath. It was a familiar stench, always reminding me of guys who’ve been partying for so long. “Would you like that?” My skin jumped at the thought of getting even more spun. He picked up a used pipe and held it to my lips. I savored the rough chemical taste and watched as clouds slowly curled up and started tumbling in the bowl of the glass pipe as Daddy Tony held the torch to the pipe. Daddy Tony watched closely as I slowly started sucking in as the clouds started twirling hard in the bulb, wisps of vapor peeking out. “Yeahh, nice big hit, boy,” he whispered. I pulled away, coughing out a thick stream of white that never seemed to end. I coughed and gagged at the chemical taste as I felt the heat course through my body and FUCK I felt good. And horny. And filthy. “Fuck yeahh,” Daddy Tony groaned. “Daddy likes his boys tweaked up. Is that what you want, baby? Dirty little slut boy?” “Fuck yeah, Daddy,” I groaned, leaning over to kiss Daddy Tony. His breath tasted like cigarettes and chemicals. He slurped back hungrily, thick tendrils of spit coating my face as he licked me. “I want you to be mine, baby boy.” I knew what that meant. That’s what Ben said while he bred me too, before he even knew my name. In fact, I don’t remember ever telling Daddy Tony my name. He just knows me as baby boy. “I’m sorry, Daddy,” I said as he strummed my jockstrap. “You know I’m married.” “Daddy will take care of you better,” he groaned before roughly coating his fingers with a foamy glob of yellowish spit. “Get on your back, baby boy.” “Yes, Daddy.” I brushed back some pipes and popper bottles and laid back on the rough piss-stained sheet. I spread my thin, smooth legs and flexed by feet. Although I have beautiful feet that men love. I aimed my perfectly hairless pussy at Daddy Tony, trying to open my slender, perfectly smooth legs as wide as possible. He turned on his phone’s flashlight and pointed it at my hole. My oily cheeks reflected the light, greasy from the baby oil. I whimpered and moaned as Daddy Tony slid a finger into my hole, still coated with wads of spit. I looked right in his eyes, which were full of lust as they fixated on the sight of his meaty finger popping into my tight pussy. He groaned as he felt the warmth around his finger and felt my moans. “Your husband know you’re here with me, baby boy?” he whispered as he slipped his finger in and out of my hole. I grinned devilishly, knowing I had just kissed Ben goodbye before he left for the airport that morning. I had been on Grindr chatting with Daddy Tony even while he was packing his suitcase. “Of course not, Daddy,” I purred. “He’d kill me if I knew I was with you, daddy.” The sound of that made Daddy Tony light up and start shredding my hole with his finger like a pogo stick. “Little slut,” he groaned before spitting on my face. He pulled his fingers out, leaned over and grabbed a small tub of white greasy lube. “You know what this is, baby?” “What is it, Daddy?” “Chem lube,” he said with a sinister grin. He fished for one of the little baggies on the bed that still had maybe a gram or two of T in it. He dumped the whole thing in the lube then stuffed the baggie in my mouth. “Lick it clean, slut.” It tasted bitter and so good. I felt my whole body get hot and twitchy immediately while his fingers re-entered me and I felt a burn in my body. While Daddy Tony massaged the booty bump in my hole, I grabbed a bottle of poppers and hit it hard. Back and forth, one nostril after another while I watched him finger me. I looked into Daddy Tony’s eyes, my eyes cross-eyed and bugged out. My body felt so warm and the whole room was spinning. I couldn’t even speak as a bit of spittle dripped out of my mouth, all the drugs hitting me at once. “Daddy…Daddy I’m so horny. I need Daddy’s raw cock.” “Yeah, baby?” Daddy Tony groaned, staring excitedly into my eyes. “You’re so fucked up, baby. I love a tweaked boy. But let’s make sure you get more fucked up.” His eyes looked predatory as he grinned, spraying maximum impact on a dirty towel and shoving it on my face. I moaned, my eyes rolling back into my head. I was in heaven. “Fuck me…Furk me daddy, please,” I slurred. Daddy Tony leaned forward, his rancid sweat dripping from his leathery face onto my body as I felt the mushroom head of his 6” dick stretch my hole and push inside. I could tell his dick would normally hurt, but all the drugs had loosened my pussy enough that it eagerly gave into his dick. Daddy Tony’s dick was incredibly hard and warm. “Ohhh, FUCK!” he groaned as he pushed all the way to his balls, and I moaned softly as he started to thrust. “Daddy…” “Dirty fucking slut,” he groaned, his mouth dropping open in pleasure as his dilated pupils glared fiendishly at me with lust. I moaned weakly as he pushed his warm, wet cock into my hole in and out, slowly at first. He wrapped one rough hand around my left ankle and pressed his other hand down on my mouth. He balled up a thick wad of spit, foaming through his piss yellow teeth, and spat it roughly only my face before grinning. “Such a bad boy,” he whispered, pumping harder. My eyes rolled back into my head as I felt his thick cock rip through my cunt, pressing the slight burn of the chem lube into the walls of my hole. He pulled out completely, his cock dripping with grease, and he strapped on a tight cock ring before sloppily sprinkling some crystals on the head of his dick. “Take the poppers, boy,” he ordered. I eagerly grabbed the oily bottle of poppers, fumbling to screw the top open before pressing the bottle against one nostril while holding the other. I took several deep inhales before moving to the other nostril while Daddy Tony fingered my hole, watching hungrily. He smiled with pleasure as he could see my eyes getting even more unfocused, my face contorting as my head spun. I heard a faint buzz, my vision blurring as I tried to focus on Daddy Tony’s leathery face in the dark. “Yeahhh,” he growled, pushing his dick in. I yelped as I felt a sharp burn, every crystal searing into my pussy as he kept moving in. The poppers loosened up my hole and let him in, but I still bucked as he thrust in, not giving a fuck about how much the booty bump burned my hole. He pressed down on me, splitting my legs as open as he can. “Hold your fucking legs, boy,” he commanded. I did as he told, clumsily trying to keep my legs open as wide as I could while the world spun around me, desperate to keep his cock deep inside me. He buried all the way in, both of us groaning loudly as his dick ground into my soft wet pussy, wrecking it. Once he was in and was satisfied, he grinned before spitting on my face again. Then, he grabbed my throat with one hand while he raised his hand and slapped me in the face with full force as he begin to fuck roughly. “Fuuu…Ng, FUCK,” I slurred. “Shut the fuck up you nasty cheating whore!” he barked, slapping me again as I squealed. The bed creaked as he rammed me, his dick sloshing in and out of my loosening cunt. “FUCK yeah, that cunt feels so fucking good. That’s what you’re good for, right slut? Making daddy feel good?” “Yes, daddy!” I moaned. “Fuck yeah!” he spat on me again as he rough fucked me. “Your husband know his boy is a junkie who likes getting used like a fucking faggot?” “No,” I managed between pumps, earning a wad of spit that coated my eye. It burned, but I couldn’t care, in ecstasy from Daddy Tony’s cock ripping into me. Slosh, slosh, slosh. “Yeah? Fucking trashy slut,” he growled, pausing to remove my left hand from my leg. He took the silver wedding band off my ring finger and tossed it aside. It landed somewhere in the pile of food packaging and empty water bottles somewhere on the floor. I got even more turned on remembering my handsome husband taking me to a pawn shop near the courthouse in Vegas to buy the rings last minute, him dressed in his pilot uniform, me dressed in a skimpy crop top and booty shorts. We got married moments later, with even the Vegas officiant looking wary. “You’re mine now, baby,” he had said, and that night we made love at the motel all night. “I love my Asian pussy boy.” “I love you too, Daddy!” I smirked at the memory as Daddy Tony grabbed my neck again, barking, “Your husband should fucking throw you out onto the streets or sell you, you fucking whore! A bad boy like should just be whored out like a cheap piece of trash!” “Yes, Daddy! Whore me out, daddy!” I moaned. Fap, fap, fap. I felt Daddy Tony speed up as he got excited. “Oh, I’ll fucking you whore you out all week, you dirty slut,” he said. “I’m gonna pump that drugged up cunt with my seed and rent you out to as many nasty fuckers as I can.” “Fuck yeah, Daddy!” SMACK! “Shut the fuck up, faggot,” he grunted, his face close to mine. He quickened his pace again, tightening his grip on my throat as I gagged. My feet bounced and flailed as he shredded as hard as he could, his cock now as hard as a rock pole. “Take my fucking load, you bitch!” With that, he thrust into me hard, sending shockwaves through my body. He roared, and I felt his dick pulse in my hole as he unloaded inside me. “FUCK!” Daddy Tony pulled out and wiped himself off as I laid there, still fingering my whole like a zombie. He buzzed around, drinking water and wiping himself off, staring as his phone. His face still looked angry, and as he unwinded, I took another hit of the pipe. He laid down and joined me after a few puffs, freshening up his high himself. His post-nut clarity seemed to hit him for a minute, as he didn’t look in my direction or shotgun his hits, just mindlessly rubbing my smooth slim body. After about an hour or three of almost total silence, smoking, and cruising on grindr, BBRT, and Adam4Adam, he moved over and lubed up my hole with some spit. “I got some guys who wanna fuck you,” he said. “I want you to get really fucked up. You want G?” “Fuck yeah, daddy,” I moaned, still wired and sticky from sweat and tons of spit on my face. “Good boy.” He got up and poured 2 small cups of coke and measured some G. “Just giving you a little boy. I want you to feel these cocks destroy that little cunt.” He moved back to the bed and offered me my portion. We clinked our glasses and downed the G, and I instantly felt heat rush through my body once again as I felt incredibly nauseous for a minute. I gagged a little, but Daddy Tony put his mouth against mine and kissed me softly, his tongue perversely slurping the inside of my mouth. I immediately forgot my nausea as I leaned into Daddy Tony. I felt a finger and the familiar burn at my hole.

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

Authors note on fiction and the nature of memories… I'm writing this long ass forward because I recognize that in these forums, there is a blending of fantasy and reality and I wanted to draw a personal line in the sand for myself and what I post. This isn’t a fictional story of sex, but rather, my best recollection of two pretty memorable events where I have at times, augmented with additional details I think fit the spirit of what happened. It would be disingenuous for me to call this “non-fiction” because it's based on my memories alone and related artifacts that support my memories. The dialog in some cases is either exactly what I remember being said and in other cases I’ve used words to match the intent of that moment. Because I can’t validate these things or fact check them, I’m calling this fiction. I have 250GB and 41,837 photos and videos covering the last 15+ years stored in the cloud alone and have always been the photo taker among my family and friends. For this reason, my sister called me a few days ago and asked for an old photo and while searching for it, I came across a substantial number of photos and videos that involved my sexual experiences, mostly concentrated from 2009-2015. It turns out I used to take a lot of sex pictures - something I haven't really done in the past 10 years. Seeing these pictures brought back a rush of memories and then details, and in the case of the story of Alex, reminded me of something I had forgotten about entirely. Pictures are worth a thousand words, they say, and in this case, I spent about 48 hours after finding these two photos focusing on recalling details of that night. That’s written below. Curiously, as part of this process, I discovered that the story of Alex is connected to another sexual experience that occurred a few weeks prior – I was able to ascertain this because of a series of photos that I took over three weeks which clearly connect the two things. As I wrote this and recalled details, I also searched for artifacts that might exist to support my recollection and because I’m a judicious record keeper, I was able to unearth them – video clips of the sex party, numbers recorded in my phone, pictures connecting the two experiences you’ll read about, and of course the two of the night with Alex. (Several are included along the way in this post) “Part 1 – The unexpected sex party” and “Part 2 – Whoring out Alex” were intense, enhanced, erotic and many would say "filthy" and even dangerous sexual experiences in my life - for which I have zero regret. I’ve included details about the sex, but have not gone in to so much detail as to make this a “sex story.” It’s more my memories written in narrative form with a strong component of sex. You may get off reading this, you may find this to I read both paths after finishing it and thought – wow – this is kindof bland. This is partly because I can’t recall each moment of the sex as I can when its fresh in my mind and in other posts. But it’s my real memory so trust me, if I were making it up, I would have made it a lot sexier and jucier. There are many more pictures I uncovered in my drive that also have associated memories I haven’t spent time journaling about or detailing. I think I’ll choose one at a time and do the same exercise, and maybe one day publish a book of these stories. Who knows. Enjoy…or not. I did this for me! (One more note: when I started this, I remembered no names. As I explored the memory, I recalled that I was 90% confidant Alex was Alex, but it could be Andy or Adam – it was an A name and short. I didn’t recall two of the sex party participant names until I remembered I had programmed them in my phone – Jordan and Kevin. The rest of the people I don’t recall or never knew their name.) Part 1 – that time I hosted a sex party… I have to start the story of Alex with a specific sex party, because after uncovering the photos of him we’ll talk about later, I realized that it was at this sex party that I met Alex. It was late April 2014 and I was living in a large, brand new, modern apartment in a central and desired part of the city. At this time, I was perhaps at my sexual peak – I was single, slept with multiple people a week and sometimes a night, was partying infrequently and generally only during extended sex sessions, etc. I had amassed a network of fuck buddies I maintained contact with, unlike many of the guys I slept with which were anon and never spoken to again. Notably, I was 100% BB and no-loads refused at this point, but not yet Positive. I wouldn't be for many more months. It was Friday, I had no weekend plans, and I had just completed our quarterly business review gauntlet at work, so I was in the mood to party and fuck. I had a FB I had known for about a year I had hooked up with about 4-5 times over the course of the last year and I texted him to see what he was up to. He was a fairly aggressive poz top, a great fuck, and definitely kinkier than most. He had the body of a relatively fit bear but also had a youthful, cheery face and a was one of those guys with a perpetually amazing 5-o’clock shadow – which came in handy during his awesome rim jobs. His face definitely made him look a helluva lot more innocent than he was. (A maybe interesting note: Record keeper that I am, I’ve always recorded contacts I’ve met online in a very specific way, example: First name Field: (First Name – if I know it) (Screen Name) (Site/Where Met) Last Name Field: (Poz/Neg) (Top/Bottom/Vers) (Other Details) And for this reason, I have a ton of people in my phone with these bizarre names. I scrolled through all my contacts just now to if I could remember who the FB was from the list – it’s Steve, and he’s listed in my phone as Steve RawPozTopSea BBRT Poz Top PNP) I didn’t hear back from Steve immediately, so I hopped online, posted a quick connect add on BBRT and the same content on the (so sad its gone and much beloved) Craigslist which said what it typically did – “Bottom looking for anon pump and dump. Blindfolded ass up. Cap Hill” along with my stats and a pic of my ass. I was relatively new living in this exact neighborhood, so was having great success so far and hadn’t burned through the tops in the immediate area. In pretty quick succession, three guys came one after the other and I had four loads in me before I got up to check messages. I had a message back from Steve at this point who was totally on board to come over and party/fuck and asked if it was okay if he brought a friend of his along. Steve had done this before, had a friend in tow, and they were always easy to hang around with so I said of course, but even so Steve closed with his signature line I remember him saying which was “you won’t be sorry!” I started to get really excited because Steve was definitely a great fuck and notable about Steve is, he got off on poztalk during sex and was the first person I'd ever been with who said things like this - it wasn't nearly as commonplace then. He also had a very particular way that he liked to cum – he would fuck you in multiple position and then when he wanted to cum he would push you down flat on your stomach, climb on top of you, and fuck you while poz talking in your ear until he bred you. I still remember the first time we fucked when he started poztalking and it was so completely [banned word] at the time and I had never heard something say those things, I remember not knowing how to respond. Thinking back, none of the other poz guys I had slept with ever said those things - but at least this time, I was prepared for what was coming. Steve arrives with his friend about an hour later. Steve’s Friend was tall and practically hairless and very trim – not emaciated, but fit. I learned after the fact he was also positive. He was an attractive ginger dude and had a 70s porn star look and haircut, which isn’t really thing but he seems fun and at this point I was miles deep in the no loads refused game. (Note: there's no mention of "undetectable" here because it wasn't really discussed that way in 2014 - the science around UD = not transmittable didn't exist yet). We started partying, Steve slammed me, then they both slammed while I was dry humping my mattress and begging for dick, and things took off from there. They both fucked me, alternating and taking breaks every few minutes because Steve would get so hot and sweaty, he'd have to pause. I was incredibly turned on because I had two dicks in and out of me and sweat all over. Whatever slam we did began to level off and at this point Steve and his friend decided to ramp things up. I don't know if this had been in their back pocket as an idea, or whether it was spur of the moment. (Pictures - these are stills from the short and low-quality video where the dialog below occurred. I'm on the bed in the jock, Steve's friend is in the other. I couldn't post the video.) Steve’s Friend: You need to get your ass over here, we've got this hot slut taking loads. Steve from across room: Fucking get here, he's worth it! I think I briefly realized he said "you guys" meaning more than 1 but I was not really thinking of that at the time. Phone Guy: Fuck! Sounds good, where? He tells them the location and then says to me, Steve: “Hey pig how many loads you got in you already?” Me: "Four. Come fuck my hole. Come fuck my hole." I moaned in a kind of sketchy shaky voice you have when partying and are freshly fucked. Watching this video back it occurred to me that at no point had I told either guy I had already been fucked, so their next responses of “fuck yeah” and grunting noises make sense. Steve’s Friend walked out of the room and continued to talk to the guy on the phone, presumably finalizing plans, and I laid on the bed watching porn on my laptop. I’m not sure how much time passed - we were messing around on the bed, there was some toy action and plenty of sucking dick - but I do remember Steve snapping me out of my haze so we could shift from sex to preparation. I was still high as fuck, but I got out of bed as asked, and we all put on clothes which I remember thinking was REALLY WEIRD given we were in the middle of a party fuck session. For the next 45 minutes, we did a bunch of things necessary to turn my large living room in to a sex party room. I still cannot actually believe that this all happened, but we; · Covered my couch with a bunch of sheets to keep it from getting lubed and moved it to another location to maximize the space; · Removed and stored my coffee table in the hallway closet; which sounds trivial, but my coffee table then was solid poured concrete and weighed a million pounds; · Moved my heavy ass mattress from my bedroom to the living room, put on the floor, covered with sheets and made a big fuck bed; · Repositioned my entertainment center and TV for optimal viewing and connected two external drives of porn; · Separately rinsed off in the shower and at least for me, cleaned up my hole just a bit to be sure I was ready for whatever was to come. This was now officially the weirdest hookup I’d ever had in my life. I’m sure I’d moved furniture for some reason while hooking up in the past, but this was a full on redecoration - fucking weird! I was the last to shower of the three of us and when I came out of the bathroom, Steve and his friend were on the couch, shorts pulled down, jerking off and my first thought was "fuck, I want some dick in me right now" and I moved quickly towards them with the intent of swallowing both of their dicks. As obsessed with their dicks as I was, as I walked across the room the TV caught my attention. It was the first time I’d seen one of my now favorite Treasure Island scenes of all time. The scene is from Bone Deep and it’s the gang bang scene where GoGo Eddie, with his giant biohaz tat across his torso and massive PA, is getting spit roasted and gang banged by a bunch of poz tops. For the next 10-15 minutes I was on the floor in front of them sucking their dicks, both of them reaching around to my hole and fingering me. That scene still makes me cum super fast. Steve’s phone rang at some point and scared the shit out of all of us as we were so deeply in the zone of what was happening. Guy on the Phone: “How do we get in?" (Sidenote: I lived the equivalent of the Fort Knox of access controlled buildings, and there were cameras everywhere. I don’t think I thought about this until after I moved out, and realized how many people I buzzed in at different times of night that were there for 10-20 minutes and then left…all caught on camera. During Christmas one year we had a late night package theft and I'm almost certain it was one of my tricks who stole the stuff. Whoops!) Steve gave him my last name, my phone rang, and I buzzed the guy in. I already knew it was going to be more than one person. Less than a minute later, there's a knock on the door. I don't know why, but I know it startled me a bit and I looked at Steve with a face that must have communicated "you answer it, I'm not moving" and Steve gets up and walks around the corner to the front door. "Hey, what's up!" Instantly, it goes from the three of us on the couch to seven of us. I don't know who Steve’s Friend had called, but he had brought three friends and the only thing I remember about the group was that the Friend was white, good looking and dressed very preppy (jeans, polo shirt, cropped haircut) and he had three Latino guys in tow - one older scruffy and handsome, and the other two early 20s, attractive, borderline twink. I've been in groups this size before, but I remember being surprised with how quickly everyone got naked upon arrival - like, 30 seconds from the time they entered - it was not their first rodeo. Separately, I'd never had this type of group at my home and while I needed to let go and enjoy myself and I was, on the other hand, this was on my turf, so I had this sense of responsibility. I gave up worrying about the latter. The White Friend asked me if it was okay if they got high and after I said yes, they split in to the bedroom and bathroom to do their thing, emerging a few minutes later ready to fuck. From that point on, every combination of dick, hole, and mouth were exchanged from person to person and it was fucking amazing. It was especially amazing because other than the White dude briefly fucking the Older Latino, I was the only one getting fucked in my ass so I was loving every single minute of getting all these guys dicks fucked in to me and then replaced by another. I was literally center stage, in the middle of my living room in the middle of my own mattress, living most cumdumps dreams - several dicks fucking you and keeping you filled. And what made it even more hot was that for some period of time (maybe two hours), everyone was engaged and getting some type of action while I was on the mattress getting fucked. Various pairings would reshuffle, and the room was this sort of undulating mass of man sex and the heat, power and energy was tangible - I can still remember it. It also wasn't quiet - everyone was moaning, breathing heavy, fuck talking, and making the sounds that are made when dicks go in to different holes. The room was getting warm from all the activity, everyone was sweaty, and I think prior to the next phase, three of the guys had cum in me. (Note: So, this is an apartment in a city, well built, but still side by side and above and below connected to other apartments. At one point the windows had been opened to cool the place off. It is shocking that up to this point and again further in the evening, that the sound of the porn on the TV + a bunch of men having non-quiet sex didn’t at all cause neighbors to complain. Or maybe it’s because they all really liked me. Who knows!) Once again, everyone in the room was startled when my phone rang. I knew instantly it was the front door of the building because I had a special ring tone that was especially loud and piercing so I wouldn’t doze off and sleep through it. I looked at Steve, as I didn't know there was another arrival expected. Steve: “It’s just a couple more friends. You won’t be sorry!” This time I answer the door in nothing but a jock strap and in the hallway are three more guys. Me: “Holy Shit, come on in!” (probably not what I should have said because I think I sounded freaked out they were there) Guy 1: “Are you sure? Steve’s here right?” Me: “Yeah, for sure. Come on in!” Guy 1 was mid-30s, semi-attractive white guy with full sleeve tattoos on both arms. Guy 2 was a lean but muscular black guy with a bald head and the epitome of nerdy looking glasses. Guy 3 was Alex. Alex stood out because he looked a bit more disheveled than anyone else. He was in shape and about 5’10”, well-groomed facial hair, but wearing a shirt with a noticeably misshapen collar that was probably a 3XL when he belonged in a medium. His jeans also had dirt stains all over them as though he had come from a construction site. But most striking was the immediate impression I got of Alex –he seemed almost in a confused state like the world was just happening around him and he was trying to understand what he was seeing. It wasn't a bad thing, but I remember that impression. The three newcomers greet everyone while simultaneously taking off their clothes and excuse themselves to the bathroom to get high and Steve takes me to the bedroom to do the same. If having 7 people before amped up, naked, writhing bodies, humid warm air, mixed with the sounds of men groaning and fucking and sucking wasn’t intense enough, we’ve just added three more guys who were clearly there to have a good time. My living room was large and we still had plenty of space, but the addition of three more people made the space somehow feel smaller and connected ( in a good way). I’ve been in group scenarios before where there are cliques, or people left out, and monopolizes and invariably it kills the vibe. This was NOT that at all and in fact, it has somewhat spoiled me for larger groups like this because the chemistry was on point. Sometimes when partiers get together they either have ADHD or super laser focus. In this case, it seemed like everyone was making sure everyone else was having a good time, while enjoying themselves. What this Steve’s magic? I didn’t know, because I honestly didn’t know what the connection was between any of these people. Within about 45 minutes, I had another two loads in me and I remember that I was enjoying all of the fucking so much but also looking around and just seeing different blurry groups of guys touching, sucking, kissing each other in every direction. I remember looking straight forward at the floor to glass windows ahead of me and seeing this reflected back. It was amazing. I remember distinctly that Steve fucked me and made a point of announcing that this wasn’t the first time. Looking back was this his way of emphasizing that I already had taken his poz load? There certainly had not been ANY discussion of status with anyone at this party that I knew of. Like always, he fucked me in two or three different positions, moving my body easily from one to the other. What I wasn’t prepared for which seemed to be welcome by everyone, however, was Steve's louder-than-usual and more forceful poztalk. Again, this still felt very [banned word] so the fact that all of these guys weren’t freaked out by it was a new thing to me. Steve pushed my stomach flat on the mattress and mounted me again, continued his verbal fucking, and shot his load in me. The remaining guys all fucked me one last time and all but one guy came in me. That guy had cum on someone in the room because I heard it while getting fucked, but I'm not sure who. I think some of the guys who had previously cum in me came another time because I heard those noises, but again, I didn't see. (Note: Alex fucked and came in me at some point during this time but honestly, I don’t know when. I honestly don’t entirely know who was fucking me at any point.) During all of this fucking, the people who had cum had jumped in the shower to rinse off and wind down and when the last guy came in me, there was just a deep breath moment where we recognized what had happened. Folks kicked around for a while longer, checked their phones, jerked their dicks, watched the porn, drank some water. But the main event had concluded, and everyone was working to collect themselves. The White Guy and the Black Nerd left first and there was a brief discussion with Alex as to him coming with them, but Alex said he would catch up with them later. They pulled me aside briefly prior to this and asked to exchange numbers and we did and this is how I know that White Guy is named Jordan and from North Carolina and Black Nerd’s name is Kevin, and he lived in Olympia. (Note: I texted both of their numbers in the last 24 hours which are still in my phone. The number for Jordan is no longer him, and the guy who responded was super cool and we exchanged a few texts. Kevin has yet to respond.) Steve’s Friend left next alone (I assumed they had come together). The Latino guys and the Guy on the Phone left next and it was me, Alex, and Steve left. Shortly after, Steve got a call (it was somewhere between 3-5A) and very kindly said he had to go. I still didn’t know how anyone knew each other, but in my brain they were all connected, so I assumed Alex would leave with Steve. He did not, leaving me and Alex together alone. I started to make conversation with Alex while getting us some water and everything that happened next reinforced that Alex needed a bit more time than most to process things. What I found out, however, was that Alex didn’t know Jordan and Kevin prior to this evening. According to Alex, he had gone to Club Z at some point Friday and gotten a room and Jordan and Kevin showed up a few hours later. They all played together and were hanging out when, according to Alex, “some guy called and invited them to a sex party.” They invited Alex, and now here he was, in my living room, last man standing. At some point, I didn’t know what to do. I wasn’t dying to be alone, but I didn’t really want to go to bed if Alex hadn’t left so I tried to initiate things – “do you need to be somewhere” “can I get you an uber?” Alex looked at me and said, “do you mind if I just hang out here?” I agreed, and Alex helped me put the living room and bedroom back together. At one point out of the blue he looked at me and said “it was really hot seeing you get fucked by those guys.” He went on to tell me how he frequently was a top and enjoyed it, but sometimes really wanted to do what I had done. I asked him to clarify, and he said, “get fucked by a bunch of guys.” Sometime later, I was ready to lay in bed and turn off the porn. I asked Alex if he had driven, he said no. "Do you want me to call you an Uber?" "Nah, I don't have anywhere to go until later." I didn't really question that and assumed he meant he didn't have plans, so offered to let him stay and we moved to the bedroom. We woke up hours later, he showered. He asked me to take him to Club Z which in my mind I assumed meant his car was parked nearby. I didn't question it, said "give me call sometime" and never expected to hear from him again. That turned out not to be the case... Part 2 coming next as soon as I'm able to post (~24 hours). It is already written and some editing...

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I've grown disenchanted lately with apps like Grindr. We all know how many fakes and flakes are out there. But after a hiatus I decided to reinstall it and see if there was anyone new around my area. Being 'new' on the app, I garnered 100+ views in my first couple of days back, and after only 5 days I'm at nearly 200. One guy who reached out lived - literally - less than 1000 feet from me, which I knew meant that he lived in the large apartment complex next door. Our first day chatting he was crazy horny but his roommate was due home before I finished working for the day. That was Friday. We messaged a bit over the weekend, until this morning I learned that his roommate was working until 8:00. During my period of hookup disillusionment, I threw away much of my paraphernalia like my lube and - critically - my douche. I had been meaning to pick up another but hadn't gotten around to it when he invited me over after work today. We agreed that it would be oral only, but I cleaned up as best I could just in case. I'm a stickler for hygiene but he had already made it clear that un-douched wasn't a deal breaker. I walked over to his place and knocked on the door. He was slender, nearly my height and about half my age. He seemed nervous as he led me to the bedroom, and at first I thought we might get stuck in some friendly conversation that went nowhere until finally he sat down on his bed. As he lay back he slid off his shorts and underwear, revealing a small, flaccid cock. I had seen a pic of it at full hardness, and assumed he must be a grower instead of a shower. Boy, was I right. After less than 30 seconds in my mouth it was standing at full attention, slipping ever so slightly down the back of my throat as I worked my mouth up and down. He had warned me that it takes him a while to cum, so I was a bit nervous as I'm not used to performing prolonged oral - everyone wants my ass sooner or later. And he, thankfully, proved to be no exception! It actually sounded like I had him kind of close. I felt him spurting precum in my mouth and savored the sweet flavor. Then, he stopped moaning and looked down at me. "Do you think you're mostly clean?" I stopped sucking for a moment and tongued the underside of his dick head. "Yeah, shouldn't be too bad," I replied. He obviously wanted my ass and I was NOT going to refuse. I hoped desperately that I was right. I climbed on the bed and on his instructions lay on my stomach with my legs together. He climbed on top of me and spit on my hole. His cock was already slick and glistening from my oral attention, so he positioned himself and slid easily into my ass. It had been a while since I got fucked so I was surprised at the way it opened up to accommodate him. He slid all the way in as he lay down on top of me and looped his arms under my armpits, holding me in place. To my surprise he immediately began pounding me like a jackhammer! There was no rhythm, no finesse to the movements of his hips; there was only a sense of desperation in the quick, hard pounding he was giving me. I normally hate that kind of fuck. In fact, I've kicked a guy out of my regular blindfolded cum dump sessions because all he has to do is get on top of me and I know it's him. But this guy was a little different. His cock actually felt good inside me where the other guy's felt like I was being stabbed repeatedly with a twig. So, I settled in and let him do his thing. He'd slip out and ram it back in, each time asking, "Is it in?" He hammered away for what must have been 20 minutes, panting heavily in my ear as he tried to work the cum from his balls. The one positive was that he was able to confirm that I was, in fact, clean and not making a mess on his bed. At last he announced that he was going to cum, and just as he said the words I felt him slip out of my hole again. He kept going until he said he was done, then immediately asked, "Want to do that again sometime?" Hmmmmm. He got up and dressed as I went to the bathroom to clean up. I found no cum anywhere - in or on my hole, or between my legs. It was then that I realized he hadn't cum yet. But, he seemed to be done, and quite truthfully so was I. We shook hands as I left, and agreed to meet up again 'soon'. Part of me isn't sure I want to, but the other part tells me that he needs my tutelage to become the top he could be. Why bother, you might ask? Because from the moment we started chatting on Friday until I left his place today, not once did he say anything about using a condom. We need more tops like him. Hopefully, all it will take to help him reach his full potential is a bit of guidance and encouragement.

I can't speak for the site or for RawTop (ie on the policy) but I can speak a bit towards the legal issues. While the exact definition of prostitution varies from state to state, ie what the basic elements of the crime are, that must be proven for a conviction, as a general rule it's agreeing to accept something of value in exchange for a sexual act. "Something of value" could be cash, jewelry, drugs, or whatever; "sexual act" could be anything from a handjob to full-on intercourse. The tricky part is "in exchange for" - ie, would the parties have agreed to engage in the sex act but for the something of value? So any request for assistance, support, etc. that comes AFTER the act becomes pretty problematic in terms of proving prostitution - it's not like the purported sex worker can "take back" the sex if the other person doesn't tip. That doesn't mean waiting to pay until you're done with sex puts you in the clear - the key is whether the agreement for the payment happened before the sex act happened. Stating that you're seeking "generous" guys, but accepting a monetary thank-you after the fact, is probably walking right up to the line but not crossing it. (See negotiations, below, for more on this.) For things of value that exchange before the act - the more attenuated the circumstances the better, legally speaking. So, for instance, taking someone to a nice dinner, and then going back for fucking afterward, might technically be prostitution if the agreement was explicit - feed me and I'll fuck you - but that so rarely happens. The non-sex-worker, in such a case, has a pretty good case that he was simply taking out someone he fancied, and was hoping that the fancying went both directions. Transportation is almost certainly in the clear: the implication is that you were going to have sex, regardless, and paying for his transport to get to you was simply a logistical issue, not a commercial transaction. If there's any negotiation - discussing what $25 vs $150 might get you - it's pretty much a slam dunk case.

I have been dealing with this situation since mid-2020 and have been told that my warts are "pre-cancerous" and have been removed through surgery. Initially I had a fissure and twice they did "botox" injections into that area, but the warts keep coming back. I am seeing a reputable anal and rectal cancer specialist in my area, despite being told the warts are not cancerous. However, the situation remains and it has screwed up my sex life incredibly. It's too late for a vaccine for me. It looks like this August I will have my FIFTH out patient procedure since the time period I mentioned earlier and I can tell you not only is it humiliating but the recovery process is just awful. Sure, they initially give me a minimal amount of pain killers but after that the fear of either spreading it to someone or having another "tear" due to constipation, or fucking, is really unnerving. Right now I am using a compound written by the doctor but this is only a temporary fix till they do the next procedure. I would suggest to any guy who has not been vaccinated for HPV to do yourself a favor and talk to your doctor about getting the jab. I wish I has known because I have overcome a lot physically over the years and thought I was invincible. Apparently, I was wrong. I would not wish this situation on anyone, it really is life changing if you are used to being sexually active.

Was 9 or 10.

9 years old, playing with myself in the tub. Scared the shit out of me...but oh how great it felt!!

A) Men looking for sex are incredibly fickle. B) As noted by others above, it defies explanation that what sometimes seems like a majority of men would rather talk about fucking than actually do it. C) It’s not you. However you might look or act, even if someone doesn’t find it appealing, someone else will. The only way to be disappointed is to assume that you’re going to be universally attractive. That’s never going to happen. D) Do not confuse chemistry with alchemy. Fucking at a bathhouse requires some mysterious mixture of the latter. Case in point: Yesterday evening at the bathhouse I stopped by the room with the fuck bench in it. There were three guys on the couch doing oral but nobody on the bench. The light was off. I got on the bench. Within five minutes, I was banged by all three of the couch guys, plus two more who came in to check it out. Two hours later I returned. The room was vacant, light was on dim. I got into position. Guys passed, looked in, kept going. Two came in, turned off the light, and mounted up for full-on fucking on the couch, which drew viewers. They lasted a couple of minutes. Then, everybody cleared out. Nobody even groped my ass. It’s a crap shoot. @PigBoyDallas is correct - it’s about numbers. As long as you’re there and making yourself available to the men passing through, some will eventually choose you. The less picky you are, the better your luck will be.

PART 2 – Whoring out Alex (Note: there are a variety of moments that occur over the next few days/weeks where, looking back, I want to smack myself for being naïve, unaware, or just insane in my decision making. It’s not to say that I’m not still all of those things, but definitely see my growth from these days in 2015.) Thursday after the sex party, I got a text from Alex and honestly, I wasn’t expecting one. My general experience with each group participant was that generally, things were amicable but that folks back-burnered each other for future PNP scenarios – less typical was becoming non-PNP friends. I’m not saying this doesn’t happen, but this topic is better left for another post. The text started simply and casually with greetings, and the how-are-yous, and the what-are-you-up tos and I was doing things around my apartment so not really responding quickly to each round of texts. Eventually , Alex asked point black “hey, can I come over and hang out?” It was a few days post party and those that have PNPd before may affirm, your critical thinking and impulse control remains suppressed for several days after. Typically, I address this by knowing this is the case and then forcing myself to evaluate every decision or choice to be sure I’m not making decisions I wouldn’t otherwise. I didn’t really want him to and told him I was planning to go to bed early, about to tell him ‘nah, I’ll pass.” Alex: “Aaaaah, bummer. I’m outside of your building in the back.” WHAT THE FUCK? I started to cross the room to the glass wall with the window which faced the alley. Was he just in the area or had he come here to ambush me with his presence? The neighborhood where I lived was a bunch of multimillion dollar old-money homes and pretty randomly, this brand new 15 unit apartment building. It seemed unlikely that disheveled slow-on-the-uptake Alex would just be over in this part of the area. I look out the window and sure as shit, there is Alex, typing on his phone. Me: “What the hell are you doing here?” and ignoring my question entirely he responded, Alex: “Can I come up?” Had I not remembered the color of Alex’s shirt from the other night, I might have thought he was wearing the same thing, except for this time this mishappen green instead of red but just as massive as the last shirt had been. His jeans looked indentical, not just in style but also the dirt stains. He had a Jansport backpack with him that seemed to be full. As he enters my apartment, I ask him a few questions to try to figure out why he had just barnstormed my apartment and my solitary evening. In my mind I’m thinking how I had just pulled out the Hello Fresh kit for that evening and if I had to share it with him that would mean I wouldn’t have lunch for tomorrow, and this annoyed me so I’m sure my tone was a little aggressive. As before, Alex didn’t seem to process the questions and his responses very narrowly spoke to why he was here but largely meandered in to other topics. I don’t even recall what those were, other than I remember saying something along the lines of “well, that doesn’t really explain things, but let’s move on.” I didn’t want to stand over in the kitchen trying to make small talk with Alex while cooking so I quickly abandoned that and ordered a pizza. Now what? Conversation wouldn’t even fill the next 10 minutes, it was only 530P so there wasn’t really anything to put on for background radiation, and I honestly wasn’t really feeling like hooking up and putting on porn, and I didn’t really want him to stay, so I didn’t want to start a movie. In the middle of some basic bitch question about his week, I remember visibly seeing a light switch in Alex and he went from dopey dude sitting on my couch, to amped up animal ready to fuck. You could see it in his face, and you could just feel it sitting next to him. I’d never see something like this before nor have I since in terms of such a n instantaneous change. Whatever sexual voodoo Alex had mastered, it flipped my switch too. I had been massively horny since the party, had hooked up with several guys since but was still experiencing that hunger for more that cumdumps like me generally feel but which is especially palpable when you’ve had nine dicks fucking you for an extended period and filling you with cum. One or two dicks a night was not going to fill the emptiness so fuck yeah, let’s fucking go! We made out for the first time – we hadn’t during the party at all that I recall. Alex was a good kisser and his mouth and breath tasted clean and like mint gum. I think this sticks out to me because the rest of him was kind of a dirty mess, so the fact his mouth tasted pristine was odd to me. He was a really good kisser and had a style, but adapted well to me and me to him. He ‘d occasionally go really deep with his mouth and tongue and probe the back of my mouth which I love. This went on for about 20 minutes and during this time we had taken off our jeans and shirts – I had briefs on which Alex quickly got underneath to stroke my dick and occasionally reach between my legs and pretty much with no hesitation, start fingering my hole. He was aggressive and very much determined to do what he wanted to do and I was really fucking loving it. His dick had popped out the hole in the front of his boxer briefs and I swallowed his whole dick all the way down to his balls. Again, I don’t think I had actually touched or really played with his dick up to this point during the party, so it was the first time I realized his dick was really nice. Like a specific – shape and direction, thickness, length, the shape and size of the head. I really wish I had a picture of it but I didn’t find one. I was raging with testosterone and lust for his dick at this point both because I was horny already, but also because of the contract between Dopey “doesn’t seem to know what’s going on” Alex and the Perfect Dicked “I know what I want and I’m going to take it” Alex. We were temporarily interrupted when UPS knocked on the door to deliver a package and when I got back to the couch he said “wanna get high?” Ahhhh fuck! Here we go. It was a school night was about as far as I got trying to come up with excuses not to when I just said “yes.” We kept going on the couch for a while when Alex pulled away, and again, in a tone and manner of speaking notably different than Dopey Alex laughed and said, “So are you just a bottom?” I had topped several times, but it wasn’t my preference and certainly not when there were any drugs involved. He accepted this and didn’t push me but did start talking about the times he had bottomed which had mostly been at bathhouses, how he didn’t understand why people assumed he was a top but that he sort of just went with the flow and finally, how he had jerked off thinking about how much he loved watching me get fucked during the party. I remember feeling like he was sincerely complementing and feeling good. He was also saying clearly in his words amplified by the longing tone he had talking about it, “I really want to do that too.” Conversational break was over and Alex stood up and pulled me up by the arm with him. He rounded the corner to my bedroom and came back with the lube, and moved the small side table on the side of the couch across the room. Again, the confident way he was moving was just different. He bent me over the arm of the couch and got on his knees behind me. This was the first time he had rimmed me. I know he didn’t during the sex party because no one really did and I definitely would have felt his facial hair. I most certainly felt his facial hair now, which for those that love to be rimmed, is fucking wonderful. It amplifies to me everything that’s happening and makes me squirm and shake and makes me even hornier for dick as it continues. He applies plenty of lube to my hole and his dick. As sometimes is the case after you have long sessions or lots of dick, my hole was still a bit tighter than it typically was and Alex’s dick wasn’t massively thick, but thick enough it wasn’t something I could just slide in. He pushed in in a way that was neither gentle nor unforgiving – he went in one smooth stroke all the way down to the base all at once and I remember moaning very loud because it happened all at once and my hole was suddenly spread completely around the base of his dick. He kept his dick there for what felt like minutes and moved his hips around, but keeping his dick buried all the way in. The feeling was so powerful that I almost felt I couldn’t take a breath and I loved it. His time spent there was clearly meant to open me up further, as he kept pushing my hole open with his deck, up, down, left, right , in a circle…whoa. He was a hole master! We fucked for about 15 or 20 minutes and it was really good. Some tops just pump in and out, some spend a lot of time doing acrobatics to the point where you don’t have any clue what’s going moment to moment. Alex combined both. He’d pump for stretches of time in and out and pound my hole, and occasionally would stop to work my hole differently, either balls deep and stretching, or with the head of his dick. I do recall at a couple different moments turning my head back to look at him and every time, he was transfixed on the porn that had been put on, which was odd because it was fully occupying his attention and yet, he was delivering anything but a pre-programmed fuck. I don’t know that I could have fully transfixed on porn while doing what he was doing to me. I think it peeved me a little bit but then he kept fucking me and eventually, picked up pace and shot his load in me. I don’t always feel the spray of cum inside of my ass - I don’t know why, but I remember moaning that I could and did feel every single spurt of cum in my hole. It felt great. We both cleaned up a little bit, I put on shorts and came out to the living room where Alex was sitting in his boxer shorts, staring a little blankly at the porn. Master of Hole Alex has seemingly vanished as fast as he had appeared, and Dopey Alex. It was insane. I asked of he wanted a glass of water and with a brief pause responded along the lines of “What, oh yeah. Sure” Again, what the fuck? I turned off the porn and put something on TV. It was around 1030P, I was tired and sleepy and it wasn’t sure what the hell was going on. Alex was starting blankly at the TV screen, there wasn’t really any conversation happening, and I asked something like “so what do you have going on for the rest of the night” to which his response was “can I stay the night?” I resigned to him staying, he jumped in the shower and we got in to bed and went to sleep. 6A. I got out of bed and made sure Alex was awake and grabbed him a clean shirt before getting in the shower. I got out of the bathroom about 10 minutes later and Alex was still in bed, and somewhat frustrated said, “hey, you need to get the fuck up. I have to leave soon which means you’re leaving soon.” He slowly and reluctantly got out of bed at a speed that I could never achieve even if I were frozen solid. We made it out of the house, Alex said he didn’t have a car but also didn’t need a ride, and down the street he strolled while I went off to my day. Over the next two weeks, Alex texted a few times and each time asked if I wanted to hang out. Based on the previous two experiences and his recurring pattern of lingering a bit too long, each time I made excuses why I couldn’t. They weren’t always lies but I was definitely doing my best to avoid him. The sex was good, but it was one-off and I really didn’t know if it was just drug fueled or something he could repeat, but I didn’t need a live-in non-boyfriend. At the end of the third week, I get another text from Alex. It was later on a Friday night and I had definitely come from some happy hour with friends and was more than a little tipsy when the message arrived. I had made it home and was horny, and was probably frustrated with the lack of ready to go tops on BBRT. Oh, if I were better at navigating these moments of weakness. He showed up a while later looking like he would, slightly disheveled with another ugly shirt on. He cut almost immediately through the chit chat and asked if he could see my toy bag. (Note: at some point during the sex party, I failed to mentioned that I had gone to my closet and grabbed my duffle bag full of sex stuff – dildos, plugs, a variety of restraints, collars, cockrings, etc. There was little use of any of this during the sex party, but it had clearly caught Alex’s attention). I set it down on the couch in front of him and watched he just sort of looked at the bag. There was no touching or foreplay occurring so I wasn’t entirely sure what was going to happen next – was he going to grab things out and use them on me or on himself? It turns out he was curious. He unzipped the bag and began picking up individual items one by one and asking questions like “you’ve had this in our hole” holding up my largest dildo, or “damn, doesn’t this hurt” holding up one of the buttplugs you use only when getting to the heavier types of ass play. There were a few things he couldn’t identify like a leather cockring that had straps which separated your balls, and a metal ass grommet. He grabbed one of my leather collars and went to wrap it around his arm and I laughed a little and told him it was a collar and helped him put it on. It felt out of nowhere when he said, Alex: “Have you ever been to ClubZ?” I briefly share with him a few lightweight stories of ClubZ and emphasized some of the key differences between Z and Steamworks, namely that ClubZ had much more obvious drug use obvious in the behavior of the patrons and that Steamworks generally had a greater “safe-sex” contingent where as at ClubZ you might struggle to find a condom even if you wanted one. Alex: “I have had fun there but the rooms are so small and cramped.” I had only ever rented the Sling TV room (room 408) which was the biggest and largest of their rooms. I had been the next two tiers of rooms which were equivalent to your normal room at bathhouse. Twin sized cot, a room about double the width of that. I did not realize until Alex described the rooms he had been that there were three classes of rooms below the top three which were truly like capsules. The room was the size of the mattress with nowhere to really stand on the ground, there were no TVs and because they had fit these rooms in to odd places, often had unusually low ceilings. Some you actually had to crawl through a large cubby hole versus a door to get in to. By comparison room 408 was a palace. It was their largest room equipped with a King Size mattress, a sling that could be used over the mattress or raised, ample floor space, a cross, and a TV. I didn’t know where anything was headed at this point, but buzzed and horny, I shifted my energy quickly towards taking control over what would happen next that evening. Alex kept looking at me for more details of what I had done at ClubZ, what were the guys like, how long I had stayed, etc. and while I was fine telling him about these things I didn’t want to sit on the couch telling stories all night. As he had before, I asked him if he wanted to get high and as before we did. Whether because of that, or because I had determine my role for the evening, I grabbed the remote and turned on the porn again, and looked at him and directly and with no tone of doubt I was serious said to Alex, Me: “Alex, take your fucking clothes off.” I went to the bathroom and grabbed two jock straps and began undressing with Alex. I threw the jock at him and told him to put it on. I started asking him if he had been to the dark room or the fuck bench to bottom. I told him that with his looks and body it would be easy to get fucked by a bunch of guys. Not only had he never ventured in to these areas, but he said he had hangups if they weren’t attractive white guys in the range of 20-40’ish. He couldn’t really articulate why – it wasn’t really a racial thing, and he had found guys older than his age range attractive but still wouldn’t mess around with them. The no loads refused cumdump in me with my slightly impaired thinking saw this as a condition that needed a cure and my mind went instantly to figuring out ways to make him relinquish himself fully and without qualification. I told him as I had learned from others that if you’re a good bondage dom that when you were exposing your sub to new experiences, you needed to communicate to them what was happening – not in a way that communicated choice in the matter but at its core, set expectations for what was next. I explained that I was going to restrain him to help him get used to what it felt like and at each step explained what I was doing. I asked him to think of a safe word. As a sub, my expectation was that he would only beg for things he really wanted, thank me and others for thinks that had been done to him, be verbal during sex, ask for water or a break, or, if whatever was happening or he needed to remove himself from the situation for any reason, he could use a safe word. I don’t remember what it was, but he chose one and seemed relaxed. His ankles were cuffed and chained to each other, as were his wrists, leaving his hole somewhat open based on the way he was sitting. He had the jock on. I asked him how he felt about taking pictures and he expressed no real concern other than he’d like to have his face more covered. I retrieved a Nasty Pig baseball l cap and red bandana from my room. The hate went on backwards and the bandana was made in to a blindfolded in in no time, he was restrained, blindfolded, and looking like he was relaxed while confined. It was time to start work on his hole. I stood on the couch/ in front of him at first and stuck my dick in his mouth. At first I let him move his head on my dick and then pushed him back and began to fuck his face, slowly and shallow at first before deepening and eventually shoving my whole dick in and all the way to the back of his throat, causing him to cough. He did not want to stop though and tried to raise his hands to grab my hips and I think at that point realized he had limited mobility. The next hour was spent working on Alex’s hole – and admittedly, I was not as slow or gentle as I could have been. There were a few moments where Alex moaned or said ‘slow day” and I would briefly pause and then continue. The smallest dildo turned in to the medium one, and then I tried one of the largest. This large one had a fat head and was thick and though Alex initially pushed back and struggled to open, the tip finally went in and I was able to get it two-thirds of the way in. His words and his voice indicated he was enjoying it but as with most experiences like this, it was overwhelming. I pulled out the dildo a little while later, pulled down his jock, and put the shoved the lubed up Fleshjack down on his dick. I’m surprised given the giant moan he made and the way he arched his back that he didn’t shoot his load right then. After the dildos, I played around with a few buttplugs and as many do, once it was inside, he didn’t want it to ever leave, and he struggled as I pulled both out of him. It was so hot to watch. I had stopped using the Fleshjack and was instead slapping his dick and balls gently while playing with the buttplugs. Each time I would remove everything completely from his hole, he would whimper and tell me he wanted more. In honest review, he really did do a great job – he went from struggling against a tiny dildo at first to being able to open his hole for a medium-effort buttplug in a short amount off time. He had one of those very adaptable holes. We got high again and I removed Alex’s blindfold so he could watch the “Aaron’s Pozzing Gang Bang” TIM scene where Aaron’s only dream is to be blindfolded and bred by a group of poz men so he could be pozzed. Alex was very turned on by this and said “it would be really hot to be him” We paused and got high again, and I removed his blindfold while the TIM "Aaron pozzing gang bang" started, with the text that read how Aaron always wanted to be pozzed by a group of men. Some time around midnight , near the end of the scene, fueled by what I know call my “alpha energy” and other things, I told Alex to get up and get dressed. “You wanna go to ClubZ?” His answer was very clear. I told Alex to rinse off quickly but not worry about his hole. I did the same. Alex told me he wanted to bring a few things from the toy bag, so I grabbed those things and made a go bag with some fresh clothes, a few snack bars, lube and poppers . I grabbed one of the permanent markers I kept in my nightstand. We skated through the simulated bag check at ClubZ and I requested the Sling Room. By luck, they were cleaning it right then from the previous guests. I bought one of the douche kits and moments later we were in the room getting organized and ready for the evening. After heading to the shower area, it was only about 30 minutes before we were in the sling room. I adjusted the sling height slightly and then asked Alex to get up in the sling. He had bene in one before but I told him we were going to make it similar to what we had done on the couch back at my place. I chained his wrist restraints slightly behind him to the chains of the sling, and did similar to his ankles. Obviously, this left him with no ability to resist. All the time I left his blindfold off so he could see what was happening. I grabbed the permanent market and carefully wrote ‘CUM DUMP’ across his chest with an arrow pointing downward to his hole. His collar was finally restrained back loosely and the baseball cap was put back on. The last thing was to blindfold him, a small action that seemed to make thins very real for Alex all at once. He softly jerked from side to side to see how much he could move. Realizing he couldn’t he said, he asked to have a moment to adjust, and after a moment I told him we were ready. I reassured him I would not be leaving the room at any point, and I would be there 100% of the time to make sure was safe. He kept moving and squirming trying to find some movement in the restraints. He asked for more T and I gave him some and did some myself. He continued to say “almost ready” and then ask for a few more minutes and after about ten minutes, he finally stopped moving. Me: “Are you ready?” Alex: “Yes. Yes. I hope so! Yes!” Anyone that goes to ClubZ draws a certain amount of attention upon arrival, especially if they are particularly in shape and not daily regulars. This described Alex and I and I noticed as we walked up the stairs when we got there people scoping us out. Notably, I had made Alex wear the collar from the apartment so I’m sure many of the guys were already pegging him as the bottom. When I finally opened the door to the room, there were a few people lingering on the landing and a few seemed ready to fuck – they had probably been wondering for the entire time whether we were just there to play with each other or were eventually going to engage with others. The goal here with Alex and his goal was to get fucked by a bunch of guys. I had learned my lesson over the years that when in a bathhouse, you strike when the irons hot. If someone is willing to engage, engage them. Don’t back-burner them while you look for something else. This is why no-loads-refused bottoms had the most fun and if you weren’t quite there in your head, why a blindfold could help. The first guy to walk to the door happened to be a tall black guy. He walked up, stated more than asked “can I come in” and entered the room. I had seen him there before. He walked in and makes some comments about Alex looking hot in the sling and Alex started to try and engage in conversation, “what’s your name?” was all he got out before we told Alex not to worry about it. A black guy was definitely not what Alex was wanting, but thankfully for Alex, this guy didn’t not have a massive dick to start the night. The black guy lubed up and began to fuck Alex who like before, whimpered with each stroke of the guys dick. Alex was definitely enjoying himself so I walked to the door to see what other trade was within earshot. There was a group of three guys that seemed to be there together who wanted to go after the black guy finished. I waved them in to the room while the black guy continued to fuck Alex. These three were much more Alex’s desired types. I think two guys were good looking white guys and the thirds was more olive complected but not Latino – maybe Italian? I couldn’t tell. The four of us made out and sucked each other in various combinations. The non-white White guy was verbal which is always a turn-on for me and while I was down sucking one of the dicks kept on with “suck that fucking dick” and “choke that fag” and a variety of other really hot encouragements -which continued for about 5 more minutes when we heard the black guy say something along the lines of "I'm gonna cum" at which point he pumped a load in to Alex who was still whimpering just the same as he had been. The guy pulled out and Alex said something “holy fucking shit man.” The black dude vanished. I don’t even recall seeing him get off the bed. And the Verbal Guy quickly got up on the bed and one of the other guys got up as well and approached Alex’s face. Getting fucked in the face and his ass at the same time was definitely a level-up for Alex and initially he struggled to figure out how to turn his head but eventually settled in to a rhythm with two dicks in him simultaneously. Alex continued his whimpers though now muffled from the dick in his mouth. Thrupple 1 got louder with his words and kept talking about breeding Alex’s slut hole and asking him how he liked to have his pussy creamed. I remember him using the word pussy a lot, which I sometimes use, but not as often as this guy. Thrupple 1 continued to pump in and out as he came, and then gave Alex one final balls deep blast and pulled out rather quickly. “Fuck him” he said to Thrupple 2 who did exactly that. He was slightly slower in motion I think because he was already close to coming and sure enough, after a little over than a minute, Thrupple 2 came in Alex. All the while, Thrupple 3 was standing in the corner jerking off and I sort of motioned to him that he was next, but he shook his head and told me he had just cum. Thrupple 1 had come up behind me and started pawing my chest from behind and I could feel that his dick was still fully. He pushed my back forward just a little but and pushed his dick in with pretty much expert aim and I was a little shocked he managed it. “Now you have some of that nut inside his hole’ and pulled out. The Thrupple was done and said “ catch ya later” and made their way to the door which had four guys blocking it standing shoulder to shoulder. The moved aside for the Thrupple and I asked the guys who wanted to go next. At this point I realized that I’d never really engaged this much at a bathhouse ever. I was most often in Alex’s position, or taking dick from someone random behind me, never really making conversation. No here I was walking around and engagement people, encouraging them to take their turn on the cumdump Alex. The next couple of guys came in, fucked Alex, and came in his hole followed by another after that. At this point, I don't think Alex knew what dick or who was in him - he certainly didn't after a few more because he said something like "are your friend still here?" to the guy fucking him, presumably talking about the Thrupple earlier. He hadn't realized there had been several other people in there since then. Several guys would walk in and watch, some would fuck his face while he was getting fucked, I would suck or make out with some of them. Some of the guys came and some of them just fucked him for a while without cumming. During this time I kept Alex hydrated and let his legs down a few times so he could stretch his legs. Each time I asked him if he wanted to keep going and he said he did. I broke out of the sex has of it all when at some point, the guy come over the loud speaker to say that rooms X, Y Z were nearing checkout and I walked over to the lock box closet to grab my phone and see what time it was. I think we were meant for checkout around 8-9A and we still had several hours left. Alex was in the sling and not getting fucked so I told him I was going to the bathroom and would lock the door and would be right back. On the way back, I saw two people I had seen at ClubZ before and after some chit chat asked them if it was worth sticking around so late/early on Saturday morning, because there was definitely less activity than there was during the first few hours and I didn't want to stay there and be bored. They unanimously agreed that it WAS worthwhile to stay and said there have been quite a few times where surprisingly a new rush of guys shows up in the early morning hours. Maybe it's the pre-weekend shift trade crowd? I took them for their word and headed back to Alex. Alex was surprisingly energetic given he had just been fucked a ton. He was still bound to the sling and seemed comfortable like he was watching a movie in a recliner. I raised the blindfold and detached his wrists and told him to relax for a little bit. He was not clear about what had happened prior to this and though he knew there were other guys fucking him, he had this impression that the Thrupple had been there the whole time. I remember similar sensory things happening when I was in his position. He indicated he wanted to stay a while longer but also told me to keep asking if he wanted to go because he wasn't sure if how long he could go. I think at this point there were maybe 2 or 3 more guys that came by and fucked him, and I think only one of them came. The crowd at this point was definitely high and the "early morning" crowd did appear but I think were completely sober so maybe a bit overwhelmed by the scene in our room and were probably looking for something less elaborate than a guy in a sling. I eventually unbound Alex from the sling and told him to relax and take his time getting down and just chill for a bit. I locked the door and went a grabbed two waters from the vending machine and brough them back Alex drank his plus half of mine. "Holy shit!" he kept saying again alternating with "Fuck!" sitting up on the bed and looking dazed. The "CUM DUMP" on his chest was still there. I packed up, we both got dressed and I prepped Alex for leaving reminding him we were going to be walking out and it was at least somewhat light at this point and that we were going to be hopping in an Uber. I know the feeling of leaving in the daylight, having just been blindfolded for hours in an altered state and I didn't want him to have any anxious feelings, especially because we clearly looked like we had been partying and probably smelled like sex and would be around a stranger. We made it to my place and Alex jumped in the shower and I did afterwards. When I came out Alex was semi jerking himself with no porn or anything at all, and looked like he was starting to feel the impacts of what he had done. I didn't bother asking if he wanted to stay given the previous two times, and he said he just wanted to sit on the couch for a while and watch porn. He was cold so I grabbed some blankets and we both sat there just a little dazed. He'd occasionally say "holy shit" or "fuck" and then start asking a question like, "so what did they..." and "who was the guy that said..." and I tried to answer as much as I could. I could tell he wanted to ask me whether or not all of the guys had been “attractive white guys” in his age range but I think he knew at that point they hadn’t been. He did at one point play with his hole a little bit and I don’t think he’d ever felt it feel that way before. He would occasionally look over at me and smile a little and seemed pretty content. “Thanks for doing that with me” he said and then asked if I had fun. I told him I had a great time, and was happy that he felt good about the experience. It was sunny as fuck that morning and we never really fell asleep, maybe dozed for a bit. At some point I realized I was hungry as hell, so was Alex, and he was willing to go out to breakfast. We got dressed, I gave him a pair of cheap sunglasses and we went to one of my spots I went to when I didn’t really want to be seen. We were both obviously in a haze and Alex wasn't much of a conversationalist anyway so we ate rather quickly and walked back to my apartment a few blocks away. I asked where his car was and he said he hadn't driven here. I asked if he needed me to drive him somewhere, and he said he would just walk. I gave him a bottle of water for the walk, asked him again if he needed a ride, then told him to stay hydrated. He grabbed his backpack and walked out. That was the last time I ever saw Alex. Some random that just three weeks earlier had shown up at my house for an unplanned sex party where I was the cumdump. The guy who told me he had fantasized about doing what he had seen me doing. And who allowed me - a guy who up to that point largely was only a cumdump and often submissive - to dominate him. I texted him a few times over the next week just to check in and see if he was okay and he responded with his typically short answers. Yes, he was okay. He also made comments alluding to how he had enjoyed that night and had thought about it since. I remember feeling like he had walked away feeling like he had fulfilled a fantasy and had fun. The conversation just sort of fizzled out and I never received another text from him asking if I wanted to hang out. And at this point, I had moved on. He wasn't ever going to be someone I would pursue for a relationship or any kind, I wasn't very curious about knowing more about him, so eventually he just sort of faded in to the background. And it wasn't until seeing these pictures that I even remembered he existed, or that this night had occurred, or that it was connected to this wild sex party I inadvertently hosted. Only because I've always been that guy who takes a shit ton of pictures and stores them in the cloud was I able to piece this back together, via a series of photos before during and after the sexy party and before during and after the Club Z night with Alex. They say a picture is worth 1000 words – in this case two pictures have generated quite a few more. As I said at the beginning of this, I’ve unearthed a lot more pictures that bring back memories that I’ve long since forgotten. I look forward to unpacking each of them slowly but surely and working to remember what I can and writing about them – it was both interesting and therapeutic for me. And as for the sex party and the night with Alex, what a fucking memory! -------------------------------------------- (POST NOTE: Also featured in pictures was a night at my apartment with one of my best friends a few weeks after the night with Alex. I made dinner, we wore pajamas, and drank and watched movies talking about our lives. He's one who I share everything with, and I remember telling him about this guy Alex and the wild night and mentioned casually that he kept staying over. My friend perked up and asked me what I meant, and I explained. My friend looked me dead in the face and said, "Dude, do you think he might be homeless. XXXX (our mutual friend) had the same thing happen with this guy for a few weeks and eventually the guy said he was homeless." I don't know if that is the case, but it makes a lot of sense and honestly, if I had known this, I would have expressed compassion in a different way, it just didn't occur to me that he might be. )

A lot of guys are all talk and no action.. lol.

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Don’t despair. I got anal warts when I was about 22 years old. I had an operation and a surgeon removed them. It was a very painful recovery, and they came back, but I saw a doctor that treated them and within about a year they stopped coming back. Yes, I still have the virus in me, but I don’t have any visible warts. It’s important you work with your doctor. I am now 67 years old and I have not had another wart appear since they were removed in my 20’s. Get treated. You can still have a good sex life.

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I hope you guys enjoy the story. i just started the third chapter i hope to finish it by the end of the week. Part 2 the birthday boy Dennis had had some time to regain his strength and felt that the chems were beginning to wear off. He still was flying but could already think more clearly. His hands were untied and so he could reach his pussy with his hands and feel the plug sitting there. He pulled on it briefly to see if it would come out easily but it didn't and the plug sucked itself back into place. The plug gave back a delicious pressure on his prostate he gave a deep sigh of pleasure and his limp cock woke up and started to get hard. On the second attempt to get it out he bit his teeth a little and the plug came out of his hole. Dennis breathed a deep groan and felt at his sphincter which was now pretty much wide open. Without effort and resistance from his sphincter he got 3 fingers inside his hole. He was startled by the blissful feeling that came over him from feeling the fingers in his hole and without thinking he started fingering his pussy. Sam entered the room and watched the scene before him for a moment. S: You are awake I see. S: I see you are already exploring yourself. S: no regrets about the decisions you made just now. Dennis was startled to see Sam standing in the room, he was ashamed of what he was doing and pulled his fingers back from his hole and sat up straight. S : you shouldn't stop you know, it's horny to see you playing with your pussy. D : I euh, I don't know it just felt good to be in my ass. S : I know friend, but you don't have an ass you have a pussy or pussy and you shouldn't be ashamed. You should be proud that you have a cunt to be filled. Dennis turned red in his face D : I have no regrets no, but do find it strange that I agreed to everything so easily. This is not me, I would never normally do this. It's definitely because of that Tina, because I'm not gay S: Oh but this is you. That Tina releases the beast in you, your true self but it's not gay making drugs . Dennis was trying to process what Sam just told him. It's true what he says though he thought. The drugs will remove the inhibition but will not transform you from straight to gay. It must have always been there. S : is it OK honey, are you putting it all together D : uh yeah, it's a lot to take in. I think it will take me a while to get it all posted. S : just stay the weekend and I will help you embrace your true self and accept what you are. D : yes what am I really S: a slut you are a real slut lol Dennis looked confused at Sam D : no I'm not a slut that was the drugs Sam threw a jockstrap on the bed S: here put these on and come upstairs so you can eat and drink something Dennis looked at the jockstrap and thought to himself I should put this on. But he took it and put it on and went upstairs with Sam. S: Here drink up because in half an hour my friends will be here for the party. Dennis took the glass and drank the glass in 2 gulps. The taste was already familiar to him and still hadn't realized there was G in the Getorade. D : I do not know if I want to show myself to your friends like this and if I want to be there. I don't know them and I already think what has already happened is extreme enough. D : I think it is better that I leave later. S: as you like buddy, I told you, I won't oblige you to anything. But otherwise take a shower before you leave D : yes ok, I will take a shower first. After the shower that stupid fucker is already flying all over the place and forget he was going home. Thought Sam. S : I'll show you where the shower is follow me. Dennis followed Sam. Dennis took off his jockstrap and Sam turned on the shower turned around and took Dennis firmly and came with his face right in front of Dennis'. S: are you sure you want to leave later. You are more than welcome. You certainly wouldn't regret it. I could make you enjoy yourself again like just now. Dennis's limp cock got hard and jumped up. Sam looked down and saw what was happening. S: From the way your dick looks, he's in the mood for that. Dennis looked into Sam's eyes and Sam pressed his lips to Dennis'. Dennis opened his mouth without thinking about it and started kissing him with tongue. S : stay baby, let me spoil you. D : I don't know, I don't feel good about it. S : take you shower first and then come back to the kitchen ok. D : ok They broke the kiss and Dennis stepped into the shower. The hot water ran over his body and the warmth accelerated the action of the G. Little by little he became lighter in his head again. He turned off the water and dried himself off. Took the jockstrap and put it back on. He walked back to the kitchen where Sam was still quickly sending a message. He put his cell phone on the counter S: did the shower do any good? D : yes but I think the drugs haven't completely worn off yet because I'm still lightheaded I like hearing that thought Sam, the G is already starting to work again. S: ow ok then, then you better stay a while. I won't let you drive the car for 2 hours to cause an accident. D : I think that's for the best. S: otherwise sit down in the seat for a while. They both sat down next to each other in the seat and Sam ran some of his fingers through Dennis' hair. Dennis closed his eyes and was enjoying the feeling. Dennis felt the horniness come back to the surface and bit his lower lip and searched with his hand for his half hard pole in the jockstrap. Sam stepped up a gear and turned the TV back on, turned down the sound and started a horny movie. Still rubbing through Dennis' hair, he now began rubbing his chest and playing with his nipples as well. Dennis began to moan softly and bit his lower lip even more. S : is it going a little better baby D : hmmm yes this feels so good. Sam watched smirking and went to Dennis' nipples with his mouth, took them in his mouth and started playing with them more. He felt Dennis body enjoying himself and he licked his way up and kissed him. Dennis opened his mouth and greeted Sam's lips with his tongue. They kissed each other very fiercely for a moment when Sam stood back up from the seat and took the pipe. S: I feel like smoking for a moment honey Dennis opened his eyes and watched as Sam began to melt the filled ball of crystals and saw the smoke forming. Sam sucked in the smoke and blew a white cloud into the room. Dennis's body was craving for the Tina and was already not thinking about going home. Sam saw how longingly Dennis looked at the pipe. S: do you want a puff honey. If you want you can Dennis did not answer as the G began to do its job very well and kept looking longingly at the pipe. Sam knew he had Dennis where he wanted him. He pushed the pipe against Dennis' lips lit the lighter and smoke formed in the bulb. He looked Dennis in his eyes, took his half hard pole in his hands and began to jerk him. S: suck it baby you will feel so much better immediately. Then before you leave we can enjoy each other for a while. Dennis sucked in the smoke as long as he could, feeling his lungs and his mind being filled with horny and dirty thoughts. Sam watched amused. S: good baby, just suck yourself completely full of Tina, you'll soon be back to your old self. S: just take another hit darling Dennis took a second and a third hit. Then Sam took another hit, placed his mouth on Dennis' and blew it into his lungs. Dennis was already tripping heavily again and didn't think more at home, but thought only of Sam. He kissed Sam fiercely and pushed him down in the seat and searched for Sam's cock with his mouth. Sam let him and went through Dennis' hair with his hands. S: Yeah baby, good boy just find the horny stick you want so badly. Let your true nature come out. S: just show me that you are a real cock sucker and that you want nothing more than to please me. Instead of the words scaring Dennis off, they only made him hornier and made him desire Sam's cock even more. His mouth came to Sam's jockstrap and he kissed the fabric. He felt the semi-hard cock sitting on it and pulled down the strap's stretcher. Sam's dick jumped up free and Dennis opened his mouth and like a hungry wolf, he took the dick in his mouth and began to suck on it heavily. The taste of morning piss and pre cum entered his mouth and excited him even more. His thoughts now were only about sex, sex with men, sucking a fat cock and getting his pussy filled. As he sucked on the getting harder Sam's rod, one hand searched his cunt and began to play with his hole. Sam watched approvingly. He took a dildo and a bag of Tina dust he had placed ready from under the seat sat up straight while Dennis eagerly continued to suck. He took some lube opened the bag and put some Tina dust over it, he pushed Dennis' hand away and placed the dildo against his pussy. S: I have something better than your finger baby. This is what you need. Do you want it? D : pleas yes And he pushed careful the dildo inside. Dennis' cunt was already not as tense as the night before and willingly let the dildo in. Dennis felt the his cunt being filled and became ecstatic. He again felt the burning sensation, began to sweat and glow. Sam's rod was now fully hard and while what one hand was working Dennis' hole he pushed on his head with his other hand to push his pole deeper into Dennis' throat. Dennis couldn't handle this yet and had a gag reflex. Sam released his grip a little so Dennis could catch his breath, but his hard cock remained in the slut's mouth. But Dennis didn't get much time to catch his breath because again Sam pushed him down and was already able to push Dennis a little deeper. S: good slut, just take my monster completely in your throat, show me that you want nothing more than to spoil him. The door of the living room opened and there stood Sam's friends, watching their friend being spoiled by a horny slut. They watched approvingly as Dennis was deepthroating. Sam winked at his friends who entered without saying anything. Sam encouraged Dennis who hadn't noticed anything yet S: Good slut, suck my monster. Jack one of Sam's friends took over the dildo and pushed it inside Dennis a little more firmly. Sam now put both his hands on Dennis's head. Even though Dennis was violently flying he realized that 2 hands felt on his head and that the dildo was rammed into his pussy and he stopped sucking and looked up. He was startled at being 5 more guests in the room. From where did they suddenly come and he felt embarrassed exposed for what he was just doing. He pushed the dildo out of his ass and straightened up, looked with terror at Sam who was sitting with a smile on his mouth. S: What's the matter honey, you were doing so well. You shouldn't be scared though. These are my friends and they are coming for the same thing we were just doing. D : euh, I euh, I don't know he said in a flying and tripping mental state Dennis' den felt empty and longing to be filled again and he shifted back and forth uncomfortably in the seat because of that feeling. The others couldn't hide their smiles because by his reaction they knew he had gotten a booty bump. J : you shouldn't be scared honey, we didn't come here to hurt you. We came here to celebrate a birthday and Sam had already let us know that he had arranged for a special gift. I have to agree with him that he found a wonderful one. Jack ran his hands over Dennis' chest, which was now completely tense. Jack grabbed Dennis' limp pole and jerked it. J : You won't need this one much tonight, but if you want you can feel free to suck on mine. He reached for his bulge in his pants, took hold of his pole so Dennis could see the size of it. The other laughed for a moment and Dennis looked shyly at Jack's marked-off dick. S : where are Michael and Rob J : The party animal and Rob are coming later they had to get some party stuff first Jack winked at Sam and he knew what he meant. Dennis wanted to stand up to leave but Jack and Sam pushed him back into the seat. S: Don't be scared honey, this is Jack, Tony, Ed, Andy and Nick Dennis looked at the others with shock in his eyes and nodded ashamed. T: Let him calm down guys, you can see he is uncomfortable. Dennis began to breathe more calmly and the initial nerves began to subside. He felt himself getting calmer and as a result, another wave of the G and T arrived. He tried to stop it but his eyes began to turn back in his head and bit back on his lower lip. Ed saw his chance and he came to stand in front of Dennis and placed his lips on Dennis' who was startled and wanted to pull away but Sam whispered in his ear. S: kiss him baby, do it for me. Let yourself be completely free and enjoy this moment. We will spoil you and take you to new heights. Even though he was still scared and embarrassed, the chems took over and he could not suppress his desire and he kissed Ed. S: Good baby let yourself go completely. The others watched eagerly and reached for their hardening dicks. Andy opened his pants and pulled out his cock and started pulling on it. He nodded to Ed, who broke the kiss and made way for Andy. He now came to stand in front of Dennis with his hard slim but big cock. A : show me what you can do slut. Suck my big stick! Dennis who was now flying more heavily again had already become much calmer looked longingly at Andy's cock and then looked longingly at Sam S: yes baby let Andy enjoy with your mouth, make me proud. Dennis opened his mouth and timidly licked at Andy's glans. This was the 2 penis he would suck, he looked around and saw the others looking at him hornily and pulling on their own pole. It turned him on and made him even more at ease and he took the tip of the glans in his mouth and sucked the rest of the pole into his mouth. The taste of the sweat, pre-cum and piss came into his mouth, they made him fall back deeper into G e Tina's trip and he let all the fright and fears fall away. Jack who was still behind him pushed his head forward so he got Andy's big cock deep in his throat and started gagging. A : Yes slut take that pole all the way down your throat. Hmmmm. The gagging caused tears to spring into Dennis' eyes. Jack released his grip and pushed him out of the seat. J : Get down on your knees Dennis got down on his knees and began to eagerly suck Andy's cock again. Tony now came to stand next to it as well. He took hold of Dennis' hand and put it on his own pole. Dennis was now surrounded by 6 men. For the others too were now standing around him. In both his hands he was holding a cock, and in his mouth was a dick. S: yes baby let the others enjoy your warm and blissful mouth. Just suck the seed out of their pricks. Dennis was completely in a trance and heard some seed and he now thought only of getting seed and sucked more heavily on Andy's hard pole. Tony pulled his mouth away from Andy's pole and pushed his own hard sharft into Dennis' mouth. Dennis who had completely loosened up and was thinking of nothing but cock and seed eagerly sucked Tony's penis. Nick who stood behind him gave him a firm pat on the ass and pushed his head deeper on Tony's cock so that Tony's short but very thick dick was completely inside Dennis' wide open mouth. Dennis let it all happen and got more slaps on his ass from the others. It only wound him up even more and encouraged him even more. Tony growled loudly and spit in Dennis' face. T: c'mon blow me slut, show you are real whore and let me enjoy. Nick the only black one of the party also had the biggest and the thickest cock took the bag of Tina substance. He wet his finger put it in the bag and at once pushed his finger as deep as he could into Dennis' hole. Dennis moaned loudly and gasped. Tony immediately pushed him back onto his cock and held his head so he couldn't get away. Nick pushed the dust against the wall of Dennis's hole and withdrew his finger. Dennis felt his hole getting hot again and started moaning and twisting his ass. His sphincter opened and closed, looking for something to clasp around and suck inside. Nick gave him a few more pats on his ass and took the dildo lying in the seat and placed it against Dennis' sphincter which was still opening and closing. N : if you want to be filled, you will have to ride the dildo slut. Dennis panted heavily and violently and pushed his ass back to get the dildo inside so that the demanding feeling in his cunt would be fed. N : if you want it you will have to try harder slut, come on push it into your cunt. Dennis pushed back his ass hard and the dildo drilled its way in. Nick laughed N: yes slut come on suck and ride it. So with renewed strength Dennis sucked hard on Tony's fat pole and at the same time was riding the dildo that was now completely inside his pussy. He felt complete. But not for long because Nick pulled the dildo out of his hole and threw it in the seat. Dennis moaned at the dildo that left a void in his pussy. Now it was Jack's turn and he offered his pole. Dennis traded Tony's fat cock for Jack's big and but not so fat dick. At that moment the door opened. Michael saw his friends standing naked in a circle and someone on his knees. But couldn't see who it was. The others were ecstatic when they saw Michael and Rob and they started singing happy birthday and laughing. Michael walked into the room while laughing and put the bag of party stuff on the floor and greeted his friends. M: Could you guys not wait to get the party started. He looked down and saw a slut sitting on the floor but always couldn't see his face. Dennis stopped sucking and looked up with eyes as big as saucers straight into Michael's face. Michael's mouth fell open and looked at Sam who was grinning widely at Michael. M : You can't be serious. You're kidding me S : no buddy, this is your birthday present from me to you. Michael looked at Dennis with big eyes and an even bigger smile on his mouth. Dennis who was flying so high did not yet realize who was in front of him and tried to focus. When he got his eyes under control he saw someone very familiar looking at him. Again shock and fear came over him. D : Oh fuck Michael Dennis tried to say something but the chems were gripping him so hard he couldn't get much out. The feeling of shame and being caught came over him. Because his older brother looked him straight in the eye. D : oh fuck Michael, this is not what he looks like Tried to stammer Dennis. The other laughed loudly. J : It is what it seems slut. You who are a real cock sucker are a true whore. M : This is the best present ever Sam. Sam laughed loudly and winked at Michael. S : It took me a fair amount of time but I he will soon be all yours to enlist in the fraternity. Michael couldn't believe his eyes. His little brother was sitting there naked on his knees with eyes as big as saucers sucking on his friends' dicks. Dennis didn't know what was happening and looked at Sam, confused, he felt used and betrayed. For a moment he had a brighter moment again. The others looked at Michael with questioning eyes for they did not yet know that this was Michael's brother. J : Tell me Michael, who is this slut to you M : This is my little brother. Since my transformation last year I could think of nothing but being able to fuck him. The others looked at both Michael and Dennis in astonishment with open mouths and smiles on their mouths. Rob: Wow man this is the hottest present ever, Wow Sam you seriously outdid yourself this time. Michael who still couldn't believe his eyes looked at his brother with longing eyes D : please don't tell mom and dad about this. Pleas Michael I will do anything. M : no need to worry little brother, I won't tell anything and you will be welcome to do anything I ever dreamed of. Dennis' lucid moment was gone again and his eyes turned back in his head and his head dropped down towards Jack's cock. The smell of it made him crave it again and his mouth opened. Jack took hold of Dennis' head and pushed his pole back inside. Dennis wanted to struggle at first because now his brother would see that he was a real cock sucker, but the desire was too great and took the cock in his mouth. Michael watched wide-eyed as his little brother sucked Jack's cock. He gave a high five to Sam and he gave him a hug and whispered in his ear. M : I'll never forget this buddy. You make my wildest dream come true. S : you're welcome buddy. I did break him in yesterday, hope you don't mind. M : no did you transform him then too S: no just squirted in his mouth. The transformation is my present for your birthday. Michael kissed Sam, Dennis saw this in the corner of his eye and his mind went completely wild. Seeing his brother kissing Sam was not only weird but also strange because he didn't know at all that Michael was into men, what was his brother not supposed to think of him and it wasn't his birthday at all anyway. What were they talking about anyway. Jack pulled Dennis off his pole and straightened him up. J: Enough sucking slut. Give the birthday boy a kiss. Jack pushed Dennis who was not at all firm on his feet into Michael's arms. Michael took his brother firmly and pressed his lips to Dennis'. Who tried to pry him loose but because of the chems and his brother's firm arms he couldn't. Michael pushed his tongue into Dennis' mouth and the latter paralyzed at first but closed his eyes and kissed Michael back. The others cheered and Sam took hold of both of their heads and pushed them Dennis and Michael firmly together. S: let the party begin. While whispering, Sam said to Michael S: and your brother's transformation.

This writing is entirely a product of imagination. Nothing is true and this does not encourage risky sexual behavior. Chapter 5 - Muscledude's Unprotected Hole Robert and David have been together for 6 years and of that time 4 years poz. Both Robert and David are both really muscular and spend a lot of time in the gym. Robert is 45 years old and David is 24 years old. David and Robert started dating when David was only 18 years old. Two years later, they got married and had a memorable and hot honeymoon in Brazil. Robert and David love sex and love showing off their muscular bodies. During their two-week honeymoon in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil, they had sex with countless new men every day. Robert and David toured Rio's gay saunas and cruising areas for two weeks. Although both men are more tops, especially David's hole was tender and swollen after a two-week honeymoon. Brazilian men were hot for a muscular 20 year old all white guy. Both grooms had given and received countless loads during the two weeks. All bare. Two weeks after the trip, first Robert developed a fever and then David. They both received HIV as a gift from their honeymoon. Every year on their wedding day, Robert and David take a trip and reminisce about their honeymoon. They have already visited Berlin, Tokyo, Cairo and most recently Mexico City. At each location, local men happily accept Robert and David's sperm and seed their holes. For two months now, Robert and David have been fucking Roy, a 30-year-old muscular dude they met at the gym. Roy often works out at the gym with his husband. But Robert and David noticed some time ago how Roy always winked in their direction. One time Roy's husband was nowhere to be seen, so David went to talk to Roy. David made sure Roy could see the cock bulging under his shorts. After a while, Robert and David went to the locker room and the gym's sauna to relax after training. It didn't take more than a moment when they heard the sound of the shower and right after that Roy was standing at the door of the sauna with a towel on his hip. Robert and David had sat so that the only place for Roy was between the men. Roy climbed onto the top bench and sat between the men. Robert rubbed his muscles and hummed with pleasure. Robert opened his towel on his hip so that Robert's thick cock was exposed. Robert also rubbed his cock and moaned some more. David also opened his towel and revealed his luscious cock to Roy. Robert grabbed Roy's hand and led it to his own cock. Roy didn't resist and grabbed Robert's hard cock. David put his hand behind Roy's neck and guided Roy's face towards his crotch. Willingly, Roy opened his mouth and let David's cock slide deep into his throat. Robert had already put his hand on Roy's ass and slid his finger towards Roy's hole. "Please stop, I can't", said Roy startled. It turns out that Roy and the husband had a monogamous relationship, so Roy shouldn't be in this situation. Between two juicy cocks. "Okay, we're going home to fuck. It's nice if you come along. But that's entirely up to you. You're welcome!” said Robert and went to take a shower. David followed Robert. David and Robert were already dressed when Roy came out of the shower. "Wait, I'll go with you". On the way, Roy said that he had never cheated on his husband, even though he has a constant desire to have a stranger's cock in his ass. Once there, David and Robert undressed Roy right away. Robert offered his own cock for Roy to suck. David bent down to eat Roy's married hole. When Roy's hole was wet enough, David began to rub his cock on the hole. Roy demanded a condom for David. The men explained to Roy that they were just fucking bare, but it's completely safe because both men's viruses are undetectable. Roy was shocked to hear that both men are poz. David resolutely stated that it's bare or not at all. And pulling out is not an option, because if you fuck, the juices are always injected deep into the hole. Cheating muscle dude Roy was too horny. He couldn't refuse anymore. He could only say to David "Breed me". Both men fucked the cheater Roy in every possible position. Both cummed in Roy's hole twice. Every week, Roy would cheat on his husband once or twice at David and Robert's. Sometimes the men also quickly fucked Roy in the gym's sauna. Only in the weeks when David and Robert had a Thursday club meeting did they not fucked Roy. Because they were of meds. They did tell Roy what it was about. Roy listened in amazement that some willingly take poisonous sperm in their holes. Roy's own cock stood stone-faced when David told how they had gangbanged and inseminated 25-year-old Eric at John and Michael's and most recently a 35-year-old blindfolded parish priest at William and James's. Roy stared horny at the video of Max's gangbang, where Max begged for poz loads while blindfolded. The video caused Roy to shoot sperm with no hands.

Photographer Wanted Part II I couldn't believe I was shouting this to a poz man, but I wanted Ed's load deep in me, changing me! That is when I felt Ed swell and finally shove deep in me and start shooting. my cock erupted underneath me. His girth and depth was all it took for us to orgasm together! After grunting and shooting, Ed finally collapsed on my back...kissing my shoulders. He said, "thank you Tim, that was so fucking hot. I love fucking you." As he slowly fell out of my sore ass, I said to him, "I want more Ed" As Ed got up I fell down on my stomach with my head turned towards him. He stood next to me and I was able to take in that gorgeous cock that was swinging and dripping the last bit of his cum. Ed reached down and stroked out some more drops of cum. "Tim that was so hot. Your ass felt incredible and you wanting...", Ed paused, "...wanting my poz cum was one of the hottest things I have experienced. Why did you want that?" I turned to my side and propped my head up on my hand. "There is no way you haven't fucked a neg guy before, especially with all of those clients and pictures". Ed sat next to me and tried explaining. "I am sure I have fucked a neg guy before Tim, but the subject has never come up. I haven't been asked and it has happened, but not like you. You wanted me to fuck you full of my poz cum, and by the way that is a huge turn on. I have fantasized about men begging for it, but it has never happened that way before. Why did you want it?" I thought about that for a minute. "I don't really know. It was all so natural feeling and I wanted you to fuck me so bad. I didn't want any barriers between us. I was so turned on by you and our session. I just felt like doing it and taking you in me." Being on my side I could feel my cock start to react to our conversation. I couldn't see Ed's cock as he was sitting near me, but his waist was below me. Ed said, "Fuck, it was very hot. Do you really want more Tim?". "yes please. will you fuck me again like that? bareback?" Ed started to rise and now I could see his cock was more than semi hard, but not fully hard. He reached out to my waste, squeezed my cock, and then pulled me over so I was on my stomach again. His fingers soon found my puffy ass ring and one of his fingers slid into me. I was still staring at his cock...which was fully hard now. "Yes Tim, I will fuck you again and you will take my poz load". I closed my eyes and started to feel the scene. Ed was climbing in behind me and I could now feel his hard wet cock at my ass. I wanted this man in me so bad. I reached behind me and pulled my ass cheeks apart. "Fuck me now...please...fuck me", I pleaded with Ed. Ed moaned and pressed his thick cock into me, "take my cock boy". One long slide and Ed had penetrated my guts again. He stayed just like that for a few seconds, I could feel him shaking a little bit and my ass was being assaulted again, but I loved it. "I just want to stay like this, buried in your ass!" Ed said as he ground his cock into me. I somehow was able to reach around behind me and try and pull Ed even further into me. "Fuck me full baby, please" I begged. "Give me your hot load in my cunt, I want it baby". Ed leaned in to whisper to me, "you are going to get all of my cum boy. tell me you need my poz seed" "oh fuck Ed, give me your poz load, please baby, fuck me now" Ed grunted and raised up...pulling his big cock almost all the way out and sliding back in, but not resting this time. Ed continued full strokes, in and out...giving me all of his cock and girth. I was moaning loudly by this point, I was getting all that I asked for..and more. "Tell me you love my cock Tim" Ed said while moaning. "Fuck I love your cock Ed, please give it all to me, every day over and over!" "oh yes boy, I want you to have it, you are going to get my cum" "fuck daddy, please cum in me, give me your hot load" Ed pushed in deep one final time and yelled "take my cum Tim, I want to knock your pussy up" and I could then feel him swell as he started shooting in me. My cock was so hard under me all it took was that final push, that final statement and I started cumming again underneath me! Ed was now laying on me, grinding his hips into my ass....feeling him breath heavy on my neck was another thrill. Knowing this hot man had just used my ass twice, with his amazing cock and poz load, made me shiver slightly. I felt Ed's cock slowly slip from my ass and I could feel his cum drip down over my nut sack. "Fuck that was amazing Tim, thank you". Ed said "I should be thanking you Ed, your cock is amazing. I know you have heard that before, but wow". Ed pushed up with his arms, "Tim, sure I have heard that, but really, you do things to my cock that I haven't felt before". That made me smile. That night I stayed with Ed and after a quick drink break, we headed to bed where Ed gave me his third load of the night. I awoke to Ed getting out of bed saying he had to pee. While I heard him start to pee in the bathroom, I started reflecting on last night and what I had done, what we had done. Here I was naked in this man's bed, my ass was still sore and wet from all of his cum. POZ CUM! What was I thinking? I hadn't come here to get fucked, let alone get bred by this gorgeous poz man, three times. I heard the toilet flush. I propped my head up on my elbow and watched as Ed entered the bedroom. His cock was gorgeous, and semi hard. I couldn't stop staring as I felt my cock start to grow under the sheet. "Good morning sex", Ed said to me. "How are you feeling this morning? I see by your look you are still very interested in...parts of me", he said while laughing. Ed started to get dressed, pulling on some loose shorts and a tshirt. I quickly refocused on Ed's eyes. "Yes, ummm....last night was fantastic Ed, it really was. I didn't intend for you to fuck me, but so happy you did." Ed cut in, "even though I am poz"? "Well, I was just thinking about that. I love you fucking me, really I do, but I am still neg and you came in me three times last night, and deep to be honest. Can I ask you something?" Ed sat on the end of the bed and looked at me in a concerning way, "of course you can" and he rubbed my leg. "Are you really not on meds? You mentioned it last night, but thought maybe it was part of the fantasy." I asked "Tim, I was being very honest with you. I don't really look to fuck my clients or neg men and I am really not on meds. I have been very careful with who I fuck and what goes in my body, so my health is very important. Yes, I have a viral load, but it is low. Now, can I ask you something?" I nodded my head and said, "please ask anything". "Last night you knew I was poz and you still wanted me to fuck you, why?" Ed asked. Flashing back to that moment of me on all fours, begging for Ed to fuck me,and then him telling me he was poz and not on meds. Right now, I knew then, and feel it now, I needed his cock in me bare. I responded after a second of my thoughts, "I knew then there was a connected between us Ed, something, and I needed that cock in me...to feel you in me." Ed asked, "any regrets this morning?" I didn't even have to think, "no regrets at all. I was wondering about it all this morning when I woke." "Great Tim, me either". Ed stood up and his cock was definitely hard in his shorts. "Just thinking about it get me hard, so I can thank you for this ache I have now" Ed said while smiling. I pulled back the sheet to reveal my nakedness, and hard on. Spreading my legs I lightly fingered my wet and sore hole, showing Ed. "and this is what you did to me, sore, but still aching". Ed stood there...stroking his big cock through his shorts. Slowly Ed lowered his shorts releasing that massive cock. As he slid his shorts off he asked, "Tim, do you want this big poz cock in you again?" I just looked into Ed's eyes, while both of my hands were trying to pull my ass apart, inviting Ed into me. "Yes baby, please fuck your poz cock and cum deep into me". Ed got some lube from a drawer and squeezed out a line of lube down his shaft. I watched, memorized, as he massaged his big cock and got it wet with lube. Ed moved onto the bed, between my legs, taking my legs in each hand. His hard, now wet with lube, bounced above me. Ed moved in closer, "good boy. I have more cum for you". He placed his cock head right on my sore, exposed, ass ring. With a little push I felt his cock head expand my hole and then close a little with a tight grip on his cock. "Ready boy?". I reached down and felt his hard shaft, his cock head already in me. Looking into his eyes I said, "yes! please fuck me deep and give me your poz load!" Ed just moaned and pushed his cock the entire length into me, holding his pulsing man meat inside of me. I moaned loudly while watching his face. He was in complete ecstasy, head back, as he slid into me. Finally his eyes opened and focused on mine. His hands had my legs apart and he pulled out slowly, then pushed right back in. This pace continued for a few minutes, all the while Ed was looking at me. His eyes were burning and I just kept moaning with each long stroke. "baby boy, you are doing to carry my DNA in you forever. Is that ok"? "Ed, please fuck me, please fuck me and knock me up. I want to have your baby". That is all it took...Ed picked up the pace and we both were moaning with every thrust of his magic cock! "here it comes Tim" Ed said as he pulled out and left just the tip of his cock in me hole...both of us panting, and then I felt it. A stream of hot liquid being shot into my man cunt, then another stream, and another. Finally Ed pushed back in all the way and continued cumming in me. Ed reached down and grabbed my cock. within a few strokes I was cumming all over my stomach. It was incredible! I was shaking after my intense orgasm and as I calmed down Ed pulled his shrinking cock out of me and laid down next to me, resting that big wet dick on my leg. I turned my head towards Ed, he smiled and kissed me gently. "Tim, if you keep this up, I will own your ass". He leaned in and kissed me harder as his fingers started playing in m open wet hole.

You guys spouting off all the bugchasing noise - this isn’t the Backroom. This is the HIV & Sexual Health part of the forum. Unless and until this thread gets moved there, you’re risking infractions posting that.

It definitely seems more married guys are going for it. I personally love to plant my charged loads in a married guys ass. If they ask I tell em, if not fuck away. Love getting their loads too. I still fuck with 3 married guys I pozzed.

the earlier you start, the better you get at it

PART EIGHT I woke up again with an incredibly sore head and an even worse pain in the arse with an awful lot of cum on the sheets and a little bit of blood too. Worse still, I had no idea what I'd been up to the night before - I guess David must've fucked me again. Something in my head was saying that another guy had been around too but that can't have been coz we were in isolation. I staggered out of the bedroom, it must've been around lunchtime coz the sun was well & truly out. David was making himself a coffee and turned around & smiled, "Well, how's my favourite little faggot going today? Nice of you to finally get up!" His sunny disposition was cute, but it only made me feel worse. "I feel terrible, like a truck hit me from all sides.." I groaned. "Did we have a big session last night or something?" "LAST night?!?!" he laughed, "Sleeping beauty, you've been asleep for over a day! I just checked into make sure you were alright but you were dead to the world. You really don't know what happened before you passed out?" He asked with a smirk. Fucking hell, what happened?!?! I barely even knew what day it was. I had to get in touch with Kate to let her know I was OK. "David, do you know where my phone is?" "Haven't the foggiest, it wasn't in your pants was it? It'll be around somewhere, anyway I've got an important Zoom meeting in 5 minutes that I've got to go to the study for. See you in a bit." Fuck, just what I needed. Actually what I needed was a coffee, but David's machine was one that I had no hope in hell of operating. I opened the fridge hoping there'd me a Coke or similar to drink but it didn't look like David had any time for that. I did see a jug of that tea from the other day, which even though it tasted & smelled terrible did make me feel good so I grabbed the jug & a glass and made my way to the balcony. Although it tasted terrible, by about halfway through my first glass I started feeling good again, between that & the sun on my naked body, it was an instant pick me up! Looking at myself, I did look like I'd lost a bit of weight but I was really tanned, and tanned all over. I couldn't really remember having eaten anything the past couple of days, but I did feel great & that's what counted. It was funny, I was starting to feel really horny again, like REALLY horny. I'm not sure what it was about staying at David's place but I could barely contain myself. It was then a naughty idea came into my head, what if I gave David a distraction during his meeting? I could hear his sexy voice coming from the study and leaving the jug & glass at the door, walked in bare-arse naked. David's laptop faced away from the door so there was no danger of me being seen, but I was so horny I didn't really care. David's eyes bugged out of his head when he saw me come in so I knew he must've been excited. Invisible to the camera and the others in the meeting, I slid under his desk and slowly unbuckled his pants, pulling them & his briefs down. I'd just taken his cock in my mouth when I heard him say, "Look everyone, I've just got to use the bathroom...back in 5." "5 minutes?!?! I'd thought we'd take longer...." "What the fuck are you doing? These are very important people...it's a work day!!" "But I thought..." "You're too fucking dumb to think! Here, if you're so horny take this tablet & go to the bedroom & watch Pornhub or something..." I was a bit surprised to hear him take that tone, and walked out of the room disappointed & still so horny. I crashed on the bed and thought it was probably best to watch some Pornhub & jack off, hopefully it'd make me feel better. As I put my glass & jug down, I could see a bottle of poppers on the bedside table and tried to find some good videos with poppers in them. The search bar automatically filled out "poppers trainer" and I found a bunch of hot vids, clicking on one with gangbangs. I was so high & horny after watching half a dozen or so, I needed to find something to put in my arse. My fingers weren't doing the trick. Rummaging through the side table, I found the mother lode. It was a massive dildo with some lube as well! As I was getting my arse & the dildo ready, a little Skype icon popped up for a video call. Some guy called Jerome was wanting to talk to David. "Hello?" I answered, trying to seem as composed as possible. "Who's that I'm speaking to, that's not David. I know his chest anywhere!" I lifted the tablet to my face, "No no...he's in a meeting I think..." "Ah..you're his new friend!" I guess word must've gotten out about me. "I also know that look....were you in the middle of something?" "Yeah...kinda" if I had any inhibitions now I'd have blushed. "Well don't let me keep you, please continue. Show me what you were getting up to!" There was something about his voice that was so reassuring & familiar, plus I was so horny I wanted to give him a real show! Laying on the edge of the bed, I spread my legs wide, aiming my hole directly at the tablet. ("Mmmmm...what a divine pussy") and I slowly started to ease the massive dildo in. ("I bet you won't be able to take all of it...") I wanted to show this guy what a good slut I was & before long I was totally filled. ("What a pleasant surprise....I've asked some friends to join the call....I hope you don't mind") "The more the merrier!" I moaned and started fucking myself hard with the dildo. I could hear the "dings" as other people joined the call, they all sounded roughly the same age as the first guy but I loved hearing them moan as I fucked myself. I started showing them different angles too as I worked it in & out of me. ("He'll be just perfect...." "Best we'll have had for a long time...") Guys kept joining & then dropping out after they came, I didn't really care, I was in my own heaven anyway moaning "Yes" to anything they said! I lost track of how long we'd been doing it for but it just ended up just Jerome & me. I was close & when he whispered, "What a beautiful whore you'll make" that was enough for me & I shot all over myself. I think that made him cum too coz he let out a huge groan & hung up shortly after. I passed out pretty much straight away, my cum over my chest & the dildo deep in my arse. END OF PART EIGHT

PART SIX I'd been sucking them for about 10 or so minutes, and it was a weird thing to say, but my arse was so hungry. It needed to be fucked. "Can one of you fuck me please? My arse needs it so bad...." I pleaded. The two of them shared a knowing smile "Damn you're right, it is good stuff. You want a piece of this beautiful arse Jerome?" David asked, as I was sucking the pair of them. "Of course I do, but I wanna make sure you tear it up first," he replied. I wasn't sure what he meant but God, I needed it so much, it felt like my arse was on fire. The two of them both moved behind me and I could soon feel the metal from David's PA pressing against my hole. I moved back towards him eagerly and I could feel his cock slowly opening me up. "Mmmmm...not much I love seeing more than a bumped-up arse wanting a cock in it..." (Bumped-up? I wondered to myself) "Now do what that cock does best David." Jerome said. Within seconds, David started fucking my arse harder than he had before. It was such a mix of pleasure & pain as he was fucking me I wasn't sure if I was enjoying it...no, who am I kidding...I was being fucked, of course I was loving it! All I could do was moan as he worked my arse over, David pushing my cheeks wide as he fucked me. It felt incredible to be used in this way, I knew I was being used but I didn't mind, it was what I was made for. "That should be plenty" Jerome said, and David pulled out of me. David kept hold of my cheeks wide, and I could feel the air going into the gape of my arse. "Oh, looks like our little poof had his cherry popped again...let me get that" and Jerome scooped something (I guess David's precum?) that'd trickled out of my arse. I was gaping so much, it was probably bound to happen! "Now clean yourself up and take a seat, while I take this pussy." Jerome said to David. David grabbed a beer and started drinking and looking at his phone as he sat next to us. I was a bit surprised that he didn't seem to really care that his new boyfriend was about to be fucked by someone else but oh well. "Wow, what a beautiful gape" Jerome said and he started fucking me with some (three maybe?) fingers. "Nothing better than feeling a nice fresh hole before it's totally wrecked." His fingers did feel amazing but it wasn't what I needed. "Jerome, can you please fuck me?" I begged. My hole was feeling a bit sore & stretched but I wanted him in me anyway. "Of course my boy, I was just getting you & myself nice and ready." he replied, God his voice was so soothing. "You really love Daddy cock don't you boy?" I guessed I did, I hadn't really put it together but the thought of cocks of older guys older inside me was much more of a turnon. While I was thinking about that, Jerome pushed his cock deep inside me and it felt so good. "Oh yesssss...what a beautiful pussy you have" he groaned as he entered me. My groans matched his, it felt incredible. "Pussy......don't you mean arse?" I replied. "Sorry my boy, I forgot you're so new to this!" He laughed as he slowly began thrusting. "Poofs like us sometimes refer to our arseholes as our pussies, it's the only way we'll get knocked up after all!" I'd never thought of it that way, and the thought of getting knocked up by guys was such an appealing one. It was like he read my mind because shortly after he said, "In fact there's a few friends of mine that would love using a pussy like yours..." That sounded amazing! But I wanted to keep my cool, "Um...yeah...I'd love that....I can give you my number if you want to pass onto them if you want..." "Well, you can meet them all at once if you'd like. We're having a survivors party at my place later next week & you could be the guest of honour if you wanted. David's got my details anyway so he can let you know....." I looked over at my new boyfriend for his approval but he was still checking his phone & drinking what must've been his third beer while Jerome was fucking me. Time flies while you're having fun! "I'll do it!" I said, "It sounds like it'll be a blast." "If it all goes well, there'll be a few blasts!" Jerome laughed, .."And if all goes well, all of them knocking up that beautiful pussy of yours. Did you hear that David? Are you OK if my young friend here comes to my survivors party?" David looked up from his phone, "Not at all, I'm positive. And with any luck..." and the two of them started laughing. "Anyway, I gotta go & take a piss." "Don't be silly," Jerome replied. "If our guest of honour here's coming to my party, he'll need a taste of what he'll be getting up to. Why use a toilet when there's a perfectly good mouth here to piss into?" David smiled and moved over towards me. I was feeling a bit nervous having never tasted piss before (aside from the head of cocks when I was about to suck them) so I was worried how it'd go. "Don't you spill a drop mate," David said. "The dry-cleaning at Jerome's place is a bitch for the carpets so you'll be needing to swallow the lot." He rested his cock between my lips & within seconds, my mouth started to fill with warm piss. It was pretty watery thankfully after the beer and I was surprised to find it tasted kinda familiar. I've no idea how though. "Oh fuck, I love watching young piss sluts" Jerome moaned behind me as I was swallowing. He started pounding me harder and pushed against my arse as he came hard. I kept licking David's cock as Jerome pushed a couple of fingers into my arse, muttering something about "making sure it takes". I was hoping it took too, the idea of carrying part of Jerome inside me sounded great. Looking around, it was dark now! "Time's gotten away from us!" Jerome laughed, "Guess I'd better head home." "Nah, stay in the spare bedroom with Josh, he won't mind." "Only if it's OK with him," Jerome replied, rubbing my belly that'd been filled with cum from one end and piss from the other. I leant back, searching for his mouth with mine. I found it & started making out with this old guy, giving him his answer. END OF PART SIX

14. Joining the Club "Your hole. So fucking used." Jon kissed me again. "You got some poz cum, huh?" I nodded. "Yeah," I said. He stood up, and pulled me to my feet. "Did it feel good?" he asked me. He kept one arm around me, and motioned into the living room. "So fucking good. When he was in me," I said. I had been scared a few moments earlier, but standing next to Jon put me at ease. Dressed in the harness and motorcycle boots, he was scary-looking, but also quite sexy. "How did you feel about getting the unmedicated cum?" "Colby?" I asked. "It was intense. It burnt. Really intense." "Yeah?" Jon said. "I thought you'd like him." I realized that Jon had sent Colby to me. "Now. I think it's time for me to drop a load in your hole. You want that?" I nodded enthusiastically. I had wanted Jon's load from the very beginning; all the other men had been merely necessary inconveniences before the main event. "Fuck yeah," I moaned. One arm drifted down to my ass, and his hand pushed my ass apart. My wet hole tightened at the sudden sensation of cool air. "Please," I moaned. "Fuck me." "Oh yeah," Jon said. His fingers brushed against my hole. It was soft, tender, and wet; even the very slight force that Jon was using was more than enough for his dick to slide into me. "Fucking hungry hole," he whispered into my ear. "Ready for every dick, huh?" "Yeah," I moaned. "But I want yours." "I know. It's ok. You're going to get it." He turned his attention away; James was standing next to us. He was empty-handed, which disappointed me. I was high, but I knew I could get higher. Between Colby and the man I knew only as Sir, I had learned that the only thing that mattered was pleasure. They also taught me that drugs were an important part of true pleasure. "I think we both need a refill. And I think he needs some more vitamins." "Right on. Here?" "I think we'll be in the Devil's bedroom." My hole throbbed. Sir hadn't been joking about his religion, nor was he the only one at the orgy who was a follower. "You ready for this?" Jon asked, his attention now focused on me. His dick was sandwiched between us. It was hard and hot, and pulsing with his heart. I knew he was poz, but it didn't matter. I had already taken far too much sperm. One more load wouldn't make a difference. I nodded. "Yeah," I said, trying to tamp down on my rising excitement. "I am." "Good." He turned back to James. "What you think is best for us," he said, smiling. "Oh yeah," James said. "I know what he will need." His eyes met mine. He had a slightly lop-sided smile. It was cute. But he had an unmistakable expression of sadness as well. "It'll get you through," he said, this time clear to me. "Don't let him get you scared," Jon said, as James walked away, disappearing into the dim light. "This is something I've been looking forward to all night." "Me too." "You know Colby's load. Unmedicated." "Yeah," I said. I remembered how it had burnt when Colby fucked it into me. The memory was no longer painful. It had hurt, but it had felt good. It was what I needed. "Felt so hot in me. Burnt me." "Devil's burn," Jon said. "It's intense." I nodded. I remembered how it had burnt, but I was still smiling. "You like it?" "It is intense. But it's supposed to, right?" Jon kissed me slowly. He let his tongue explore my mouth. I pressed my slim, smooth body against his. He was muscular, and it was covered in dark, masculine fur. I wanted to please him. "Yeah. Did someone tell you what it is?" Jon said. I nodded. "It's..." I started. His dick needed to be inside me. I wanted his load. I knew it was infected. I hoped he was unmedicated. I wanted his cum to burn like Colby's had. "It's the virus. Trying to infect me." "Yeah," Jon said. "That's it. I want you to feel it again." He was asking if he could infect me. "Yes," I said, before I could even think. It was my body making a decision for me. I knew it was dangerous. But it was so hot. "Please." "Good. Here." He handed me a pipe. I could barely wonder where he had kept it before the torch had gotten it smoking. "I want both of us full of His spirit." I nodded, and started to inhale. The smoke was familiar and wonderful, and I let it fill my lungs. Any last inhibitions melted away as I got a fresh dose of the drugs. "Mmmm," I moaned, still keeping my lips wrapped around the pipe. "Fuck, that's hot. I love seeing a boy like you take a nice big hit." He smiled at me. I nodded; my lungs were full. Where Sir might have made me inhale more, Jon just took the pipe. "Hold it," he said, as he stuck the stem in his mouth, and took a long hit. He leaned in and kissed me. We swapped our clouds back and forth before finally exhaling. "Another?" he asked me. "Please," I said. We repeated the process, this time taking more time to make out. His cock was stiff between us, a thick masculine rod that I wanted to feel inside me. My own cock was semi-hard, but it was nothing compared to his. I reached down and grabbed it. It was almost too big for just my hand. "Please," I repeated. "I want it." "One more," Jon said, and put the pipe in my mouth. "You've taken Colby's load," he said. "But mine." I watched his face, staring into his hazel green eyes. "Mine is special," he said, before taking the pipe from me. He did a long hit, avoiding saying just what made his load special. Sir had told me about the Deacon, and how he had bred a special virus, one that was resistant to prep. I watched Jon suck down thick crystal clouds, and wondered what kind of virus Jon had. He looked so fit and healthy, it was hard to imagine him as anything but undetectable. "Now, Kenta," he said. We both exhaled, then leaned in and kissed. "Special?" I finally asked. His dick was pressed between our bodies; it needed to be inside me. "Yeah," he said. He put the pipe to his mouth one last time. Any last constraint he might have had was dissolved in the thick white cloud. "I'm not on meds," he said. He paused for a moment. "Actually, I'm full-blown." "Full-blown?" I asked. "AIDS," he said. "I had a bad reaction to some drugs. I needed to take a break. And the virus came roaring back." My cock twitched. Here was one more dirty temptation. "But, Prep," I said. "Yeah. I'm resistant to one of the meds," Jon said. "But if you take your pills like you're supposed to..." He trailed off, and filled the silence with another long kiss. I realized that I still wanted him inside me. "I don't care," I finally said. "I know your cock is going to feel great. Even if it burns." "I want it to burn," he said. Before I could say anything, James appeared, carrying three plastic cups. "Just what I was hoping for," Jon said to James. He turned to me, leaned in, and whispered in my ear. "I want you to feel what I can do." The drugs were hitting me hard. It was hard to follow a chain of thought, yet I was acutely aware of how my ass was itching. "Here you go," James said, handing me a glass. It had 1.6 in marker on the side. He gave one to Jon, and kept one for himself. "Cheers," he said. All three of us gulped down the drug-laden orange juice. "Anything else for me," Jon asked. "Yeah," James said. He handed Jon a folded up piece of paper. "Half a gram." "Just what he needs, I think," Jon said. "Right?" he asked me. I nodded. My head was foggy from the drugs, and I really needed to get fucked. "Feels so good," I said. "Doesn't it?" James said. "Jon will get you what you need." He leaned in and kissed me. I thought it was just going to be a peck, but it turned into his tongue exploring my mouth for much longer than I expected. Finally he broke it off. "So hot, seeing you like this," he said. James disappeared back into the dark orgy, leaving Jon and I alone. "Let's go somewhere a little more private," he said. "Some things don't need a big audience." I nodded. I knew what was going to happen. Jon was going to put his cock in me. My hole was raw and tender; with no condom, there was no way I could avoid his infected semen. It wasn't scary anymore. Instead, my dick was dripping at the thought. "Please," I moaned. I pressed my body against his, feeling his cock slide between my legs. "You'll get it," he said. "Don't worry. By the morning, you'll be a member of the club." He leaned in and kissed me. "Initiation is amazing," he said. He kissed me again. I shivered in anticipation. He was going to infect me, and it was the hottest thing I could imagine. A hairy, masculine, older man like Jon, forcing his cock into me. Already it was dripping his AIDS-infested sperm, and I was rubbing it against the tender skin of my anus. "Please," I moaned. "Give it to me." "Come on," he said, stepping away from me. "Follow me. I want to show you something." I followed him. Once outside the dim circle of light, it took me a moment for my eyes to adjust. Even then, I mostly followed his white outline, as he led me down a dark hall. "Here," he said, and opened the door. I stepped in. The room was painted black, with dim lights recessed into the ceiling. Most were blood red, except for one white one, illuminating what I could only describe as an altar. On the top was a queen-sized mattress, covered in a dark black sheet. Inscribed in white was a thick pentagram. "I want you to be a part of our club," Jon said. "Give your life over to pleasure." "Please," I moaned. He was going to fuck me on an altar to Sarah Palin himself. I looked again. The room wasn't entirely bare. There was a small table next to the altar. There was a bottle of lube, some poppers, and a glass pipe already set out. "Please," I repeated. My entire body was buzzing. All I could think about was getting fucked. "That's my boy," he said. "Come on." He stepped to the table, and produced the folded white paper that James had given him. He quickly opened it, and tapped out a mound of white powder. "More special K for you," he said, as he marked out several thick lines. "Here." He handed me a straw. "Start with two," he said. "I've never..." I started. I didn't want to admit how naive I was; before tonight, my drug experience had been almost only marijuana. I wasn't even sure how to snort. "It's cool," Jon said. "Here." He took the straw from me, and held it up to the light. "Like this." He put the straw in one nostril, then with his finger, he held the other one closed. He snorted down the line; the white powder disappeared as he ran the straw down the length of the line. "Oh fuck," he said, suddenly standing up again, and inhaling deeply. "Burns a bit, just so you know." He handed me the straw. "Your turn. It's going to be great," he said. "Trust me." He reached down and grabbed his dick. It was still hard, and the pre-cum was dripping. "Ok," I said, and followed Jon's lead. I snorted down one of the lines. "Oh fuck," I grunted. My nose was burning, and I could already feel the drugs dissolving into my body. "Fuck," I repeated. I was a bit light headed, but was also incredibly aroused. "That's intense." "Do one more," Jon said. "Do it now." I leaned back over the table; there were two more fat lines. "Both?" I asked. I wanted everything. It was going to feel amazing, no matter what it was. "Just one," he said. "But I like the spirit. You're still new to this. We want you to remember your initiation." I snorted down the second line, before I could second guess myself. Once more, the white powder burnt my nose, but the pain quickly disappeared, and the burning was just a pleasant reminder of what I had gotten myself into. "Initiation into what club?" I asked. "Both of them," Jon said. "Sarah Palin," he said, and nodded to the pentagram-covered mattress on the altar. "And HIV," he continued, stroking his cock. "What do you think?" "I want it. Especially from you," I said. "Your cum. Inside me." "It's going to feel so good," he said. He pushed me onto the mattress. I landed right in the center of the pentagram. "Pleasure," he said, as he climbed on the altar to join me. He pushed my legs up in the air, and spread them apart. It exposed my hole, and I could feel the cool air against the sperm-coasted wetness. "So hot. Your hole. So used." "Please," I said. "Infect me." "Of course. But there's no need to rush this." He pushed my legs back, forcing my ass up in the air. "This is a special gift from my Dark Lord. And I want to give thanks properly." He leaned in and pressed his lips against my hole. I had barely been rimmed before, and certainly not by someone as good as Jon. "Oh fuck," I moaned. He pushed his tongue a bit further. He moaned, and the vibrations went straight to my prostate. "Oh damn, that's good." "So fucking used," he said. "Just the way I like my holes. Ready for my sperm." "Your virus," I managed to say, between moans of pleasure. "You're going to infect me." "I know," he said. "I fucking love it." "Is it going to hurt?" I asked. He paused for a moment, then looked down at me, over my soft cock, and smooth body. "You know. When I convert?" "It's going to feel amazing tonight," he said. "And that's all that matters." He went back to rimming my hole, lapping out a few more drops of semen. "Want you cleaned up for my load. Make it easy for your hole to accept my very special gift." "Please," I moaned. I was squirming with each stroke of his tongue. I could feel how empty my hole was now. He had sucked out all the loads I had collected. "Fill me up." "Of course, boy," Jon said. "You're going to be initiated. You want it?" He pushed his tongue into my hole one more, then pulled his head back. "Infect me," I moaned. "Please. Make me part of the club." I looked around; I had sunk down in the mattress just enough to see the pentagram surrounding us. Above me was a hairy, horny devil-man, ready to fuck me raw. The devil was carrying HIV. The devil even had AIDS. "Both clubs tonight," Jon said. "It's going to be about pleasure." He lined his cock up with my hole. I was wet from his rimming, and his dick was wet with pre-cum. "Pleasure," I moaned. He pressed his cock against my hole; the head popped in. "Pleasure," he repeated. "And freedom," he said. His cock slid right into my hungry hole.

13. Doing the Devil's Work "You're a Devil worshipper?" I asked. It was hard to believe; Sir seemed so clean and fit. "I mean, you follow the devil?" "Yeah," Sir said. "I am a Devil worshipper." I stared at him. The light had changed; it wasn't the pure white of earlier. It had darkened and grown red. His skin glistened with sweat, and drops formed on the hair covering his muscular chest. "You mean," I started. I had to ask. His cock was buried in my hole, and the thought of a dark satanic orgy seemed really hot. "I mean. You're evil?" Sir still, not moving nor saying anything. I was terrified I had said the wrong thing, but then he smiled. 'No. Not evil. Don't worry." I relaxed. "He's never been about evil. He's about pleasure." Sir pushed his cock into me, his dickhead rubbing up against my prostate. I groaned in pleasure, and my dick continued to dribble pre-cum. "About fun," Sir continued, as he pushed his thick cock into my hole. I had never felt so full of cock before. "He's about this," he said, nodding to my hole. "Definitely about this." He pulled out again, and rubbed my p-spot some more. "Feels sooo good," I moaned. "Doesn't it?" Sir asked me. I nodded. "This is what Sarah Palin is really about. Pleasure. It's the puritanical Christians that fucked society." He was smiling; for a moment his eyes were glowing. Sir continued. "The ones that can’t take yes for an answer. This is our way of fucking back." He turned his head, the glow disappeared. It was just my head playing tricks on me. "I fucking love pleasure," Sir continued. The lights were definitely dimmer now, and the music was definitely louder. The room had filled up with even more men, and the room had the salty, musky odor of mansex mixed with the chemical scent of the crystal they were smoking. Sir pushed his cock deep into my hole. "Pure. fucking. pleasure," he said. I didn't think Sir had cum, and yet his dick burnt worse than any devil's dick could. My head was foggy. He hurt like a devil and had just told me he was a devil worshipper. He said it wasn't evil. It was all for pleasure. "Pleasure," he suddenly whispered in my ear. I moaned. He kissed me, and pistoned his cock in and out of me. "Please," I begged. I was still playing with my soft cock; I was surprised at how much pre-cum I was dripping. I wanted to cum so badly, only my dick wasn't cooperating with me. "Pleasure." "That's it. Embrace the fun. Sex and Drugs," he said. He paused, and nodded up to the music. There was a thumping deep house bass. "And pleasure." "Pleasure," I repeated. "Nothing but pleasure." "No fears. Just do what feels good, right?" He kissed me again, pressing his body against mine. He was hot and sweaty. Even with his hair, our bodies slid against each other. "Fuck yeah," I moaned. "Please. Give me your cock. Give me your load." Even though I had gotten bred barely twenty minutes ago, I needed another one. Sir was already in me. "Breed me." "I love to share my gift," he said. "A lot of guys here like to share their seed." "I want all of them," I said. I didn't care what kind of slut that made me. I was so fucking high and so fucking horny. I wanted every single guy in the room to unload in me. Besides, it was all fine. "Take every load." "Every fucking load that you can," Sir said. He was smiling at me, still fucking me. Only a few minutes ago, it had been painful and sore and hot and intense. But now, I had found the pleasure, and that pain had disappeared. Now it was relaxed, hot, dirty fun. "Show us how slutty you can be." "Make me drip with sperm," I grunted. The only thing I could focus on was the cock in my hole, and even then, my mind would race off to so many other thoughts. For a moment, I stared at his pentagram. It was coated with my pre-cum, from when Sir had pressed his body against mine. It looked so fucking hot in the now deep red light. There was nothing that should have held me back. I didn't have to worry about a disease. Everything was going to be fine. "Cum in me," I said. I wanted to feel his devil sperm inside me. "Cum in me. I'm on Prep." "I know," Sir said. "But you know. It's not perfect. You have to be careful sometimes. And really know what you want." He pushed the full length of his cock back inside me. I shivered in pleasure. "Please," I moaned. "Breed me." I knew what I wanted. I wanted his cock. I wanted his sperm. But most of all, as his dick dripped pre-cum into me, I wanted to be part of this orgiastic brotherhood. But the way Sir had spoken. I wondered. "Careful?" I asked. "Well. There's some Prep-resistant strains out there." He nodded towards the darkness and the city lights beyond. I had known about viral resistance. It had always been so very abstract, but now, it felt so close. The idea of getting infected had been scary just a few hours ago. But with so many hot poz cocks already in me, HIV didn't seem all that scary. It almost seemed kinda hot. The freedom to not worry any more. My dick was still dripping pre-cum. Even as dark as the idea of getting purposefully infected had an allure. It seemed so sexy, especially with a man like Sir. Or Colby. Or Jon. I wanted sperm inside me. I didn't care what would happen. But I tried to play it cool. "What?" I asked. "Yeah. Sometimes the drugs don't work against the virus. It can happen a lot with long-term survivors." He paused. "Although some guys seek it out." "Seek it out?" I asked. It sounded so hot. Prep didn't matter. Prep was the problem, not the solution. There were men that could infect me. The drugs were messing with my mind, but I couldn't help it. I wanted poz cum in my hole. "Yeah. Like the deacon of our Coven," Sir said. He nodded again to the mass of naked men around us, fucking. "He's got full-blown AIDS now. And he's resistant to Prep." I thought about how the Deacon's dick would feel barebacking my vulnerable hole. He would cum inside me, and his sperm would burn when it hit my rectal walls. Colby's sperm had only burnt for a few minutes. The Deacon's sperm would burn much longer. I wondered how long Sir's sperm would burn. Or Jon's. "But how?" I asked. In my hand, my dick was starting to grow. "Did it just happen?" "He bred it himself. Skipped doses of medicines. Let unmedicated guys fuck him. Used every drug he was offered. He was a total sleaze hound. And that's why he's the Deacon." The Deacon was poz, and my medications were defenseless against his strain. He could infect me. Infected. The word was a turn-on. "That's so," I started. I was playing with my dick and it was suddenly hard. "Hot?" Sir asked. He had noticed that my dick had grown. Compared to Sir's massive tool, it was small. But when I got hard, it was like steel. I arched my back, letting it stick straight up. "It's hard not to notice your dick," he said. I nodded. Sir leaned over me, and whispered in my ear. "Tell you what," he started. "Find me later tonight. If you haven't gotten what you need. I'll introduce you to him." He gave me a quick kiss. "If you still want it, of course." "Poz me," I said. I shivered when I said it. I shivered again when I realized that I meant it. I needed to be like all these men. I needed their freedom. They had stared down Death, and come out better for it. I wouldn't be satisfied until I got the Deacon's sperm. "Careful what you wish for," Sir whispered in my ear. "You may just get it." "Please. Fuck me. Breed Me. Poz Me." My dick was hard now. I couldn't believe how turned on I was, thinking about strange men fucking me raw. I didn't care about prep any longer. All that mattered was raw, unprotected, infected dick. "Poz me," I grunted again. "Poz me?" a new voice said. I opened my eyes, and saw Jon standing above me. He had lost the dark red codpiece, and his fat cock was hanging in front of him. He still had the motorcycle boots and the harness on, and he still looked like the devil. "I take it things are going well here," he said to Sir. "Right on schedule," Sir said. "He's an eager, hungry boy." "That's what I thought. You bred him yet?" "Not yet," Sir said. "Almost there." "You going to take his load?" Jon asked me. "You know, he's poz." "I know," I said. "It's hot." "I want to see you take his load," Jon said. He was smiling, and starting to play with his dick. "He's a hard fucker." "You should know," Sir said. "You're pretty damn evil yourself." I realized that these two older studs had fucked each other. Neither of them had been half-hearted fucking me; I wondered what it would be like when they got together. The fact that they had both bottomed only made them seem even more powerful. They had a choice, and they had decided to take dick. "Evil and toxic," Jon said. His dick was now hard. He leaned over the couch, placing his dick directly in front of my mouth. I started to lick it; I could taste cum and lube and spit. It tasted like he had put his dick up several more boys since he had fucked me. "Take it," Jon said, gently pressing his dick into my mouth. I gulped down on Jon's shaft. He was dripping pre-cum, and I lapped up every drop. "That's right," Sir said to me. "Get him hard." He turned his attention to Jon. "Want to fuck him after I'm done?" "You gonna give him your gift?" Jon asked. "Hell yeah," Sir said. "He was getting Colby's dick when I came over. So he's got experience." "I'm sure he does," Jon said. His cock was pressed against the back of my throat. I was glad he wasn't trying to push it any deeper; I was right at the edge of gagging. "He was pretty damn thirsty when we last met." I remembered when Jon had shoved his cock inside my hole. The fuck seemed like it had taken place years ago. "Leeease," I managed to grunt. It was hard to say anything with Jon's cock still filling my mouth. "Oz eee." Jon had fucked me barely a few hours ago. But despite how hard his cock was inside me, he didn't cum earlier. He owed me a load. "Fuck yeah," Sir said. His cock was a thick, solid shaft plunging in and out of my hole. I knew it had to hurt. I knew I was in agony from the fuck. But they were just facts. They didn't capture the full erotic intensity of what Sir was doing to me. The pain was all happening to someone else though. Instead, all I could feel was the pleasure, and the pleasure was almost overwhelming. "FUCK YEAH," he grunted again. "Breed him," Jon said. His cock was just as hard as Sir's dick, and even harder than I remembered it was earlier in the evening. "Give him your seed." "Leease," I repeated, still barely tolerating Jon's cock. "Ucking Oz Eee," I moaned. I needed Sir's cum. I didn't care if he was poz, neg, or had no idea. I just wanted sperm inside me. "FUCK," Sir moaned, and slammed his dick into me. He held himself deep, making sure that his dickhead was buried in my soft, vulnerable rectal walls. His cock throbbed, and pulsed, and the familiar warmth of semen filled my guts. "OH FUCK," Sir grunted again, and there was another spurt of his thick cream into my guts. "Give it to him." Jon was encouraging him, leaning in and kissing him on the lips. The two were abusing me; there was a familiar warmth starting to spread outward from my guts. From what Sir had told me, that meant he was filling me with an infected load. I moaned again. My ass was just warm, almost hot. But this time it wasn't a painful burning. This was just a persistent heat, and it slowly spread out from my stomach. "Feel that toxic load?" Jon asked. He was leaning over, looking down at me. "OOOOOHHH," I moaned. "FUUUCK," Sir responded, blasting another load of his toxic spunk into my guts. I had never even barebacked a day ago. Now I was hard as a rock, having high-viral load HIV sperm pumped into my body. I was having the time of my life. "TAKE. IT." Each word was more cum in my hole. "By the end of the night, Ke-" Jon started to say something, then saw Sir's glance. "Boy," he corrected himself. "You're going to be knocked up." He pulled his cock out of my mouth, finally giving me the chance to speak. "Fucking breed me," I moaned. "Poz me up." "Fuck YEAH," Sir yelped, and his cock pulsed one last time. Even after that last pulse, there was still a stream of cock-juice dripping into my hole. I could feel how hot it was, but the painful burn had still not returned. "That's it," Jon said. "Beg for it. That's what we want to hear from an eager boy like you." "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck," I moaned. Sir's dick was still dripping cum into me. I milked his cock, trying to get every last drop out. I couldn't stop thinking about how he had just filled me with poz sperm. Or that he was a self-professed Devil worshipper. I had been warned about this lifestyle, but now that I was part of it, I never wanted to leave. "You fucking came in me." "I did, boy. And you loved it. Look at your dick." My cock was hard and dripping, despite all the drugs I had done. I felt so good. Sir's cock felt great and his infected cum was soaking into my body. "Now. Take care of that load for me. Let it soak in." "Thank you, Sir," I said. The phrase felt right; I had never had the urge to call another man Sir, but today, it seemed natural. "I'll keep it as long as I can." "That's the right attitude," Sir said. He turned to Jon. "Had some K about thirty minutes ago and blew some clouds with me." Sir looked me over. "I think he can do more." "I'm sure he will," Jon said. Sir leaned in and kissed me. "Find me if you still need it," he whispered in my ear. Before I could say anything, he had gotten back up, and was sliding his dick out of my hole. "Damn, that's sloppy," Sir said. I felt like my guts were being pulled out with his cock, despite all the cum lubricating us. He left me empty; there was only a gentle warmth remaining. I was glad it wasn't the same burn I had with Colby; I may have begged for poz sperm just a few moments ago, but my head was finally starting to clear. "He'll get more," Jon said. Sir had pulled out the last of his cock, leaving me completely empty. "Right on," Sir said, and slapped my ass. My skin burnt where his hand hit me. "I'm sure you're going to get plenty more." He stood up from the sofa, walked into the cloudy darkness, and left me alone with Jon. Jon pulled me up so I was facing him, then wrapped his arms around me and kissed me. "Your hole," he said, and kissed me again. "So fucking used."

I’m hotel hosting tonight and the first guy who fucked me didn’t close the door to the hotel room when he came in, and I didn’t notice it hanging wide open. After 15 minutes or so of vigorous railing - in which neither of us was quiet, but I was loud - he took a short break and then casually asked if I wanted the door closed. I told him it didn’t matter to me, so he left it open “so other people can see and maybe join in.” Nobody joined in, and I have no idea whether anybody passing along the outer corridor saw me getting my hole plundered, but they so easily could have...

Soooooo many times on a picnic table in the woods at camp, with spectators. Same, except chained to a tree nearby. A guy once took me to a bar in Louisville and jacked me off slowly for an audience of about a dozen men. Scores upon scores of bathhouse fucks, many with onlookers. Really, I’m at my best being fucked with a crowd of men watching.

At this point of the day, all three of us were bred with poz cum, and all was right with the world. I finally was bred by my hot boyfriend, by his poz support group buddy, and by another charged guy in the bathhouse. We left the dark room and headed downstairs for a shower and a Jacuzzi. It was good to take a break with Brad and Justin for a couple minutes. Brad said, "Rik, you still have all those poz loads in you?" "Yeah," I replied, "Gonna try and hold them in for a while." Brad asked, "Are you gonna be OK if you convert to being poz?" Justin joked, "I know of a good support group, if you need it!" I laughed, "We might need to call them up and have them stop by to breed me!" Brad and Justin looked at each other and smiled. Justin said with a wink, "We need to convert your boy. I'll start calling the support group guys and get them over here!" With that, they high-fived each other. Brad leaned over and gave me a kiss and said, "I want to help you get pozzed so we can cum in each other from now on. We'll get some newly converted guys to breed you." I said, "Yeah, I want that. I want two boyfriends so we can breed each other all the time." Justin said, "I need you guys too. We need to swap strains forever!" Brad and Justin looked behind me and both smiled. Brad said quietly, "Here we go..." My back was towards the Jacuzzi steps, so I didn't see who was getting in with us, but I caught his backside as he passed by to take a seat. He was tall like Brad, probably 6'5", lean, dark hairy legs and not much of a butt (which is fine with me). He sat across from me and took my breath away. He had a sexy hairy chest and had some scruff on his face. He looked me in the eyes and said, "I hear you're neg and want to get pozzed, is that right?" He didn't make any attempt to keep it quiet, and in fact said it loud enough for the other guys in the area to hear. My face went three shades of red. This was another defining moment for me. Either I'm in or I'm out. "Yeah" I said softly. Tall, dark and handsome said, "I didn't hear what you said, say it again." "Yes." "Yes, what?" It was time to own what I want. "I'm neg and I'm taking poz cum today. I want to be pozzed." I said it loud enough for him and most of the first floor to hear. My heart was pounding like a motherfucker. Tall, dark and handsome just smiled back at me. "I like that. Have you taken any loads yet?" "A couple," I said. "I pointed to Brad and Justin.”They bred me a couple hours ago." Tall, dark and handsome said, "That's hot. I have a high viral load, so if you want some of this, I'm in 215." The then stood up and showed me his rock hard uncut 9" cock that was pointing up to one of the sexiest biohazard tattoos I've never seen. He reached over to tweak my nipples and I grabbed his poz cock and felt his low-hangers. All I could say was "Oh yeah, I need that!" With that, he walked out of the Jacuzzi, dried off and left. Justin said "Well, that was hot!" "Oh my god," said Brad. "He's smokin' hot ... And it sounds like he'll help get the job done." I said, "Let's dry off and take a walk." We dried off and got new towels again. Well, Brad and Justin got towels. They said I needed to be naked for the rest of the day. And I was OK with that. At the front desk, I noticed a magic marker laying on a clipboard. I had an idea. I asked the attendant, "Can I write something down real quick? I'll give it right back." He handed it under the window and went back to checking in people. Both Brad and Justin looked at me wondering what the fuck I was up to. I grabbed Justin and gave him a big sloppy kiss, and did the same to Justin. I presented the marker and said, "Write on me. Let guys see what we're doing." It was like instant Viagra. All three of us were rock hard at the idea. Brad turned me around and drew an arrow from my mid-back pointing down to my asshole. He handed the marker to Justin. "That's all you got? That's lame" said Justin. I felt Justin writing stuff all over my backside. I had no idea what he was doing, but my precum was oozing all over. "There, that's how you do it." Justin said, handing it back to Brad. Brad said, "Turn around" and started writing on me. They both had big smiles and were really getting into this. He wrote on my pecs, abs, down to my pubes and cock. He stood up to admire his work and Justin nodded his head in approval. They high-fived each other and then Justin gave the marker back to the attendant. Justin said, "Let's go back upstairs, we can get other guys to write oh him more if we need to." My balls were aching at this point, I really needed to blow my load, but it wasn't time yet. I don't think there was anyone in the building that didn't know my story earlier, but they sure do now. As we walked the halls, guys would give me a look and then give me a nod. There were two black guys in the hallway talking as we walked up. One of them looked at me and said, "Rik - the Neg bugchaser?" Brad answered for me and said, "Yeah, we're filling him up with charged loads ... Rik, bend over and show him your hole!" Right there in front of anyone walking by, I bent over and spread my asscheeks. Both black guys rubbed their hands over my ass. One of them slid a finger inside my hole and said to his friend, "he's loose already." He went from one finger to two fingers to four fingers very quickly. I moaned, "OH fuck yeah, that feels great! Feel my cunt!" My cock was drooling precum at both the humiliation and how slutty I was becoming. Justin said, "We're in 213 if you want more of this slut." The guy slowly pulled his fingers out of my ass, and I felt cum ooze out and run down my legs. We continued our walk, making sure guys saw us walking around with hard-ons and my freshly inked advertising written on me. When Brad saw someone in a room, or when we would pass someone in the hallway, he said "213," making sure guys knew our room number. We turned the corner and coming our direction was Dave and Bruce, two guys from 24 Hour Fitness. Brad and I have known them from the gym for a long time. I didn't plan on seeing anyone I know here today. They both stopped and stared at me, while reading what was written on my body. Dave said, "What's up with this? What are you guys doing?" Justin said, "Isn't it apparent? We're pozzing him up!" Brad reached behind me and slipped a couple fingers up my hole. My eyes rolled into the back of my head and how hot it was. I looked at them and said, "I need a charged load up my hole." Dave and Bruce just replied, "Oh!" and kept on walking. I'm not sure whose world was rocked more, theirs or mine. I suppose those gossip queens will be talking this up on Monday at the gym, since they know everyone in town. We got back to the room and I finally got a look at what my poz boyfriends wrote on me. Reading backwards I could read "poz me" "cumslut" "neg4poz" and I had no idea what Justin did on my backside. Didn't care - just glad that the two most important guys in my life are getting me gifted. I laid on the mattress on my back as we got settled. Brad left the door open and then turned to me. "Let's get you some poisoned cum" he said. Justin straddled my head and lowered his cock into my mouth. Brad raised my legs up and handed them to Justin. Brad then slid his poz cock up my cummy hole. He worked in and out slowly, not trying to cum, but trying to attract breeders. I heard Justin say, "You want to breed our boyfriend? Leave the door open and fuck him." I felt some hands feeling up my body, tweaking my nipples, feeling my abs and my cock and balls. Brad said, "He needs poz cum. Can you help him out?" "Yeah, I can charge him up" was all I heard before I felt a huge cock slam up my hole. Justin pulled out of my mouth so I could see my new breeder. He was one of the black guys we saw in the hallway, and clearly I missed seeing his huge cock when me met earlier. My new breeder said, "My buddy won't let me fuck him ... and the way your hole felt, I knew I had to poz you." Just then his buddy walked in and asked, "Can I watch?" Justin asked, "Do you want to fuck his face while your buddy breeds this cumdump?" With no hesitation, he climbed up and fed me his uncut cock. Justin took this opportunity to feel up the guy in my mouth, as I knew Brad was feeling up the guy who was in my asshole. I could hear the other guys in the room jacking their lubed cocks as they watched me get bred. It was hot knowing everyone there knew what I'm chasing. I heard the guy fucking my mouth say to Justin, "Yeah, rub your cock on my asshole ... I'm close." Justin said, "If you don't blow your load down his throat, I'm going to breed you!" Brad took Justin's cue and said to the guy fucking me, "Feel my cock against your hole? My precum is getting you all wet. I might have to breed you too!" "Breed him, Justin" "Yeah, you breed yours "Brad" Neither of my poz boyfriends had a chance to slide inside, because the nasty poz chat had the black guys all worked up. The guy fucking me yelled, "Here I go, bitch! I'm cumming up your hole!" The guy in my mouth said "Fuck! Here I go too!" Simultaneously, I got huge loads that must have been saved up for days. The guy still in my ass said, "I haven't fucked a neg guy since I converted. I love that." These hot guys creamed both of my holes. I swallowed up as much as I could, but some escaped onto my face. My asshole was leaking like crazy, but it felt amazing. Both guys pulled out and gave me a couple pats on my ass, and then they walked out. Brad and Justin sat on the bed next to me and said, "That was hot, but he needs more poz cum." They both bent down to give me a three-way kiss so the three of us could make out. I couldn't love these two more than I did right then. While we were making out, I felt a new hand rub my ass. I moaned softly and opened my legs to our new guest without looking. Brad and Justin silently checked the guy out and then returned to making out. The guy playing with my ass had three fingers up my hole and was working up to four. "Fuck that feels good" I said to Justin and Brad. "He's making my hole feel great." The boys whispered words of encouragement to relax my hole, that I need to open it up. I felt his fingers work in and out of my hole, and felt him tuck his thumb in with his other four fingers. "Yeah, open up for me," our new guest said. "I’m here to give you the fuck-flu!" It was Tall, Dark and Handsome.