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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.

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 ONE: Saturday When my girlfriend said her brother had got us 4 tickets to see the Sydney Gay & Lesbian Mardi Gras, I wasn't particularly thrilled by the prospect. I'd always been keen to see the Mardi Gras at some stage but the size of the crowd with COVID still around, I was a bit unsure. James' boyfriend David had got us tickets, David was a good 15-20 years older than James and always seemed to be able to get stuff, I didn't really care to know how but Kate was pretty suspicious of him and his motives. All I knew was that we'd all be staying at his luxury apartment afterwards on Sydney Harbour and then we'd make our way home to our little flat the next day. I could tell the atmosphere was tense between them as we met, David kept saying about how he wanted them to go a special party afterwards and that it'd bring them closer together but James said it was too big a step and would rather spend time with his sister. I just did my best to keep out of it. Once the parade finished, we went to a bar nearby & had a few drinks. I ended up spending most of my time talking to David because Kate & James kept looking daggers at him. He seemed a good enough guy and I didn't really see what their problem was. After a few drinks though, I'd decided I'd had enough and wanted to head back to the apartment. David asked if I wanted to join him instead but I said that it wouldn't be my place & I didn't want to offend anyone. "You're a good boy, I'll catch you later on" he said as he rustled my hair and gave me the passcode so I could get in. I looked around for Kate & James to say goodbye but they were nowhere to be found. I'd been crashed out in the spare bedroom for a few hours when my briefs were slowly pulled down & removed. Kate always got horny when she was drunk & it was one of her favourite ways to wake me up, and of course, it was one of mine too! I just lay back with my hands behind my head, loving the sensation when a finger was slipped inside my arse. I opened my eyes with a shock and could see in the darkness an unmistakeably male figure at the end of the bed. I think the movement shocked us both as he roughly & quickly pulled his finger out. "David....is that you?!" "Yeah mate...I'm sorry.....I just came home so horny and seeing you laid out on the bed like that, it was too good an opportunity to pass up." "Yeah...but I'm straight...I've never wanted to do anything with a guy before." "You don't have to....just let me suck your dick...no obligations.....and I won't tell anyone if you won't" With an offer like that, I was hardly gonna refuse was I? "OK sure." and I let him go back to sucking me. He slipped his finger inside my arse again & once again, it hurt so much that I was squirming on his finger, trying to get it out. "I can get some of my lube if you want? It'll make it a lot easier and it's such a great sensation." I quickly agreed and he came back a couple of minutes later, with a small plastic syringe that he put just inside my arsehole and then I felt a cool sensation from the lube. "There's a good boy..." I could hear him mumble under his breath and soon after, my dick was back in his mouth and his finger pushed into my arse a lot easier. He was jerking my cock with one hand as he sucked and he slowly started to work a second finger inside my hole. He'd been fingerfucking me for a couple of minutes and it felt amazing but it wasn't intense enough for me and I could feel my arse crying out for more. "David....can I ask you for something, but you mustn't tell anyone." He took his mouth off my dick, "Sure my boy, what is it?" "I want you to fuck me...I need it so bad. It's like my arse is on fire." "Well, I'd better give it what it needs then. Only thing is though, because I've been seeing James I don't have any condoms...is that OK?" "Yeah...I don't care, I just want you inside me." Through the dim light, I could see him smile down at me as he removed his shirt, exposing his manly hairy chest. I could also make out some tattoos on his arms which made him look even sexier. On removing his jeans, I could see that he'd gone commando for the night and a hard cock of what must've been about 8 or 9 inches stood out from his hard body. He pulled something out of his jeans pocket and put it next to my legs as he moved between them, opening them even more. I did the best I could to try to shuffle down to his dick and he pushed his two fingers deep inside me, fucking me again as he gave me instructions. "You're a very impatient one! You've definitely never been with a guy before?" I shook my head. "So what I want you to do, is take 2 deep sniffs in each nostril from this bottle I'm gonna give you after I have a go OK. It's your first time so it's going to hurt, but between this & the lube it'll make it a lot easier." It was an empty feeling as he pulled his fingers out of my arse and it hurt again but I could hear him take 4 sniffs from the bottle and he pressed it to my hand. I could feel his cockhead against my arsehole as I took my hits from the bottle, trying to do it roughly the same length of time as David. It was a mixture of nervousness & excitement as I took the hits, I couldn't wait to have his cock in me, but how much was it going to hurt? I'd only just screwed the lid back on the bottle when I found out as he pushed his cock deep in my arse. I felt like screaming, whether it was for joy or pain I couldn't tell you, but it was such an incredible feeling to have that need in my arse being sated. Even if I wanted to scream I couldn't though, as David & myself were making out like we'd been lovers all our lives. Apart from silly pecks on the lips with friends, I'd never kissed a guy before and the feeling of his beard against my mouth was incredible. That. combined with his cock driving hard up my arse had me feeling better than I ever had before. It was like something had been unlocked, I had no inhibitions and I was made to have cocks up me. I had my legs wrapped round David and was pulling him as close to me as I could. I think any closer he'd be the other side of me but I just wanted his dick as deep in me as possible. "I knew you'd be perfect for me the moment I laid my eyes on you. Did you want me to make you my boy forever?" he grunted in my ear. I groaned that I did. "I don't want you to do that, I want you to tell me, tell me that you want your daddy's load and that you wanna be converted." Was he crazy? There was nothing that I wanted more than to have a cock inside my arse at all times. I knew now what my arse was made for. "Please convert me Daddy, I want your load so much!!!" I screamed out. He grabbed both my cheeks with one hand and said "Welcome to the club" and he kissed me hard & deep as I could feel his cock flood my arse with cum. "God there's nothing like converting a straight guy," he said smiling at me as we kissed. I'd never felt so good before, I wasn't sure whether I was in love with David, but I was definitely in love with having dick up my arse so I guess I was truly converted! It was such an empty feeling when his cock softened and fell out of me. He moved to the side and gently pinning me as we kissed deeply, slowly worked three fingers inside me. It made me feel right again. "I just wanna make sure it takes," he whispered to me. I wanted it to take too so I could have this sexy man's cum inside me forever. I was squirming hard on his fingers, too hard as it turned out as I felt a sharp pain inside and I let out a short gasp. "Shhh...that's OK" he whispered. "It always hurts after the first time, but don't worry....there'll be plenty more times tonight for practice. There's my good boy..." I pulled him down into a kiss, letting him know that I was so glad there'd be more. My arse needed it & I needed it. END OF PART ONE

Brad is totally my type: tall, lean, and having a basketball player's build, has reddish-brown hair and the most sexy light brown eyes. He's 6' 6", 190 pounds and 26 years old. He is simply one of the sexiest guys I've ever known, he has a gorgeous eight inch cock and a great set of balls. I was very happy with him, and had been with him for six months when he found out that he was poz. I was negative, and during those six months when we had sex, Brad had never cum in me ... although I asked for him to. I thought it was quirky at first that he wouldn't shoot inside me, but just let it go, although I knew ex had done IV drugs and they had plenty of bareback sex.) When he told me he was poz, he said he would understand if I broke it off with him, feeling I deserved a less-challenging relationship. I wouldn't hear of it. Three months later we moved in together into a West Hollywood apartment and had sex all the time - always bareback. Brad's doctor suggested he attend a gay men's poz support group where he could talk about being poz with guys who could understand. That's where he met Justin, who was also in a poz-neg relationship. Justin and I are surprisingly similar in build, 6 foot tall, 185 pounds, 28 years old and light brown hair. They both had the same HIV doctor and had met once before in the doctor's office, although just in passing. Since the beach is a long drive, Brad and I regularly went to a bathhouse, North Hollywood Spa that has an outdoor sun deck. We'd lay out to get some sun and then go inside to have some fun, always together. It worked for us in our new relationship, so why not? Being around other hot naked guys just got us even more horny for each other. Shortly after Brad joined the poz support group, we ran into Justin on Santa Monica Blvd, and he told me he thought it was cool that I was OK with Brad being poz ... and that his neg partner wouldn't touch him at all because of it. I said "You're a hottie! I can't imagine any man not wanting to be naked with you!" OK, so sometimes my 'edit mode' doesn't work well, and I guess the cat was out of the bag. Justin was hot and now he and Brad knew I thought as much. Justin wanted to know how Brad fucked my neg ass without him pozzing me, so Brad explained he would pull out of my ass right when he was starting to cum and then shoot on my abs. That way we were able to avoid condoms and also avoid having me seroconvert. Then Brad apparently had a brain storm 'cause he said "Rob and I are going to lay out naked at the tubs on Saturday," adding "would you like to join us?" Justin was up for it as his boyfriend was out of town for work, so we arranged for Justin to meet at our place and then we'd head out together. Justin had never been to a bathhouse before, so we got him checked in and inside. I got a big room for us to throw our stuff into, with the thought we'd strip down and then head to the sun deck. That's when Brad and I first saw Justin's cock. Holy Fuck, it was huge and he was sporting a Prince Albert. His nipples were also pierced, which I also found hot. I definitely wanted his cock in a big way. While I knew the poz support group’s rules said Brad and Justin were not supposed to play around with each other, I had the distinct feeling that rule would be broken before we went home that day. Brad and I chose to lay naked, and Justin wore a Speedo as he wanted a tan line. Brad and Justin lay next to each other, and my lounge chair was in front of their's, which, as long as I was on my stomach, made it really convenient for me to stare at Justin's basket. The Speedo barely contained his pierced poz cock. I wanted it. So did Brad. I had a spritz bottle, so after a little bit, I misted water on me to cool off. I then to be a dickhead, adjusted the stream to a jet and squirted Brad directly in the balls. That got his attention! His cock started getting hard, so I continued doing it. Justin laughed at what I was doing, so I squirted his Speedo as well, then worked the stream up to his nips. My cock was hard. Brad's cock was hard, and Justin's cock was filling out his Speedo even more. "Let's take a break inside and cool off," I suggested, wanting to be naked with these two studs. The three of us showered off downstairs and then headed to the room, "Just for a couple minutes." But no sooner had the door behind us, than we lost our towels, and we were three guys in heat, making out and feeling each other up, our cocks drooling precum like crazy. We were horny and needed to get off. In no time, the three of us were on the bed and ravaging each other. I was on my back with Brad sucking my cock, while Justin sucked Brad's cock. It wasn't too long before it was time to switch-up. "I gotta get a taste of my first pierced cock," Brad said. I said "Don't get him off, because I want some too." Justin wasn't used to three-ways, and this was his first since he converted to being poz, and he certainly wasn't used to a neg guy being so hot for his poz cock. Brad switched places and laid on his back and Justin crawled up to straddle Brad and fed him his cock. This was a great opportunity for me to get Brad's cock up my hole and to feel up Justin while he got his cock sucked by Brad. Justin blocked Brad's view, so Brad was surprised when I lubed up his bare cock and lowered myself onto him. I moaned at how hot Brad's cock felt up my ass ... and what a hot view I had of Justin's butt and hot body. He turned around to see what I was up to behind him, and was surprised I was taking Brad's cock right there. It was erotic as hell to watch Brad suck on another poz cock, and I certainly enjoyed having his cock up my ass. Unfortunately, Brad's gag reflex had a problem with the ring in Justin's cock, so he had to back off it and just suck on the tip. Seeing what was going on, I said, "Let's switch positions ... I'll be able to take his big dick with no problem." Brad and Justin just looked at me and laughed as Brad remarked "My boyfriend the slut! Give the man what he wants." Justin took Brad's place on his back, I bent over to suck Justin's cock and Brad fucked me doggy style. Everyone was happy until Brad pulled out saying, "I'm getting too close. I don't want to cum yet." Justin said, "Yeah, I want to have a turn with Rob too." I moved off his cock and stood next to Justin who then reached over to my loose lubed butt and gave it a grab. I turned a little to give him easier access to my hole and he slid a finger up inside me. Brad and Justin got a little quiet and for a couple moments Brad and Justin looked at each other's eyes, and gave each other a slight nod. Brad said, "Yeah, Justin ... it's Rob's turn." Brad slid back on the bed to give us some space and watched while Justin worked my already-lubed hole with one finger, and then two fingers, and as he did so, Justin turned to Brad saying "Rob's ass feels amazing. No wonder you told me you love fucking him." Brad said, "Go ahead and give him a couple more fingers, he loosens right up." At that point I was bent over the bed just enjoying the amazing treatment Justin was giving my asshole. I was totally relaxed having him do what he wanted and Brad was playing with his cock watching Justin. Justin slid his four fingers out of my ass and slid his pierced poz cock inside me. Wow, he felt great. I love my boyfriend's eight inch cock but Justin's seven inch, fat cock was a whole different kind of great. "Yeah, fuck me," I urged Justin. Brad meanwhile was jacking his cock, taking in the scene, his cock rock hard. Clearly he was totally into watching me be get plowed by his poz friend. Justin bent over and whispered in my ear, "You get off on my hot poz cock, don't you?" Brad didn't notice Justin's question, but it had me rock hard. I didn't say anything at first, so Justin asked more loudly "You want that, huh?" Brad looked up at both of us and smiled when I answered "Yeah, fuck me ... give it to me! But first let me change positions!" We all started laughing and they both made room for me to get on my back with my legs in the air. Justin said, "Let me take a couple minutes ... Brad, you get back inside him." Justin pulled out of me and noticed a little redness on his cock. He realized his Prince Albert piercing was rubbing my asshole raw from the friction. We looked at each other and he was about to say something about it. I gazed into his eyes and slowly shook my head and whispered, "Don't say anything." Once his cock was inside me, Brad said, "Oh yeah, Rob has such a hot hole. God I love fucking his ass." "Yeah, I want this ... fuck me, Brad," I urged. As Brad fucked me, Justin kissed me, quietly saying "Rob, I'm going to help you get what you want." Brad looked at Justin saying "We're probably okay fucking him, since we're both undetectable." A strange look crossed Justin's face, which led Brad to ask "What's that look for?" In a slightly dull tone Justin answered "My doctor didn't like my blood panels, so he took me off my HIV meds two weeks ago. I thought I told you." Justin continued, "But don't worry about me. Fuck Rob's hot hole and shoot inside him!" There wasn't much room behind Brad and the wall, and Justin had a plan. He got off the bed and stood next to Brad, lightly tweaking his nipples. That drove Brad crazy and filled him with lust. Justin then moved behind Brad as he was fucking me and tweaked his nipples. Brad muttered "Oh, fuck, I'm getting close!" I grabbed Brad’s hips to pull his cock into my ass, and Justin lodged himself against the wall so that Brad couldn’t back away as Brad yelled, "Shit! I'm cumming ... fuck, I'm shooting." I was also shooting, but unlike Brad's load, my cum load blew all over my chest. It was likely the biggest load I've ever had. Fuck that was hot. After all this time with Brad, I finally got him to cum inside me - and I wanted it really bad. Poz cum just made it hotter. Brad's cum had nowhere to go, but inside my ravaged hole. And he was freaking out softly saying, almost to himself, "Oh my god, I came in you! Fuck! I don't want to poz you." "Hang on, honey, it'll be okay. A lot of guys don't get pozzed the first time they're bred! Come here...." Brad's cock was still in my hole and I pulled him towards me and kissed him many times, murmuring "Don't worry." He moved off me and laid down on the bed and Justin was there with a slight smirk. We both knew what he did for me, and I was grateful. "Can I get a hand here?" Justin asked. In the excitement, Brad and I hadn't helped Justin get off, and his cock needed to blow a load. "Yeah, I think I can help you out," I replied, turning to Brad and asking "Okay with you? I think it's Justin's turn." Brad looked at both of us and slowly nodded yes. I pulled Justin down to make out with him, and I could feel his poz cock grazing my thighs and balls. I reached down and aimed his cock inside my hole, easing his pierced poz cock inside me, my boyfriend's poz load the only lube. I announced with genuine excitement "Fuck, this is amazingly hot." Justin grinned as he slid in and out of my wrecked hole and asked "You really like this. Fuck, man, I never thought I'd ever get inside your hole." "Hell, yeah, man, this is amazing." In a slightly louder tone Justin asked "You want me to cum in you?" Mischievously I replied "Ask Brad if you can." Justin replied in a voice loud enough for the guys in the adjoining rooms could hear "It's not Brad's hole I'm breeding. Do you want my poz cum?" There was only one possible reply for me: "Fuck yeah, dude. Shoot your hot poz load into my ass!” Just then every muscle in Justin's body tensed up as a prelude to his hot load. He pounded my hole even harder, as if to force his virus into my body. Justin yelled, "You're such a cum slut, take my poz load." I could feel his cock unloading in my guts. The spasms triggered another orgasm for me. I was in heaven, as was Justin who collapsed on top of me, with his cock still lodged inside my hole. We hugged and kissed. Brad looked a little shell-shocked at what just took place. We all stretched out on the bed and wrapped our arms around each other just to hold on. I wasn't sure what was going through Brad's head, so when everyone caught their breath, I said, "That was amazing. I've wanted that for a long time. Thank you." Brad looked at me with a puzzled look. He said, "I had no idea ... you never talked to me about it or asked me for it." I asked, "Would you have bred me if I asked you to?" Just then, I felt Brad's cock start to get hard against my thigh. Brad said, "Justin and I hoped you would be okay with us just fucking you, but now, you'll have a lot more of our cum from now on." The three of us smiled, relieved about how the afternoon turned out. Brad got off the bed, his big poz hard on, pointing in my direction. I got up on all fours, and pointed my ass in his direction and my mouth on Justin's cock. Justin's cock was slightly funky, but I didn't care. It was my turn, and I got what I wanted.

Thank you for the follow. Hot profile mate. Cheers.

That's how it should be; it seals the contract.

I think a smile, a nod and even eye contact can along way in sauna/bathhouse situation. Guys who may not be 100 percent perfect, but have a welcoming, nice attitude are generally someone I would be attracted to and pursue. That's just me.....

Very late starter, about 14. Had been having dry cums from about 11 and started to think it might never happen. Made up for it since though 😁😁

I go to a local bathhouse. Mostly bottom. I`m not on prep. Neg as of last test. I would never ask a guy to pull out to cum. To me that is the whole point of fucking. Getting the cum as deep in my ass as the top can get it. I don`t ask about status either.

Sex with dealers is fucKinG hoT.

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

Cheating is hot AF from either direction

Years ago, Warts and HPV was just normal side of having sex. There were no vaccines etc. I got a wart when I was in my 20's. Dr. treated it with cream and it went away. Its in my system but I have never had another outbreak ever. Just like Bitbucket, after treatment it didn't stop me from having sex.

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.

Get ready for your gift as here it comes.

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

Parks, beaches, gay campground, gay resort, washrooms of all sorts, college classrooms, behind buildings, quiet corners of libraries, suburban driveways at night, in a church sanctuary in the middle of the night (with a girl when I was in college), bathhouses, ABS out in the open, adult theaters, and probably quite a few more that I can't remember. As long as it isn't an almost certainty that I would get caught and arrested I either have tried it or will try it. One that I haven't done yet that is on my bucket list, is fucking or getting fucked (I've only been sucked) out in the open at a bar. If anyone wants to help me cross this off my list, I'll be in Palm Springs next week and I understand The Barracks is probably a good opportunity.

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

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

Part 2 “Beautiful pussy,” he groaned. “Daddy’s gotta piss and it would be nice to see how fucked up you get if I filled you with my chem piss. Would you like that boy?” “Yes, please,” I said, still leaning forward for another kiss, but he pulled away and grabbed my face. He spit on my face and licked me roughly as I moaned, his other hand rubbing the shards into my hole as my body twitched from the burn. I loved how he fingered my pussy. “I didn’t tell the guys coming over you’re gonna be full of piss, but I want you to hold it in as long as you can for Daddy, alright, slut?” “Yes, Daddy.” “Good boy.” And right there on the bed, he grabbed a small funnel still greasy and stained from the last time he used it. “Lift your legs up.” With my ass completely over my body, he greased the funnel in chem lube before driving it down. He stood above me, holding the funnel in place as, slowly but surely, a dark yellow liquid trickled out of his sweaty dick and into the funnel. He pissed more than my ass could hold in at once, so a bunch of piss splashed onto my body, mixing with the oils and getting onto his bed. He didn’t care. He stopped himself and continued several times to make sure as much piss went into my hole as possible. After he was done, he held me like that there for a minute. “Hold it in, boy. Hold it in.” I clenched my ass, letting the piss drain into me and waiting for the chem piss to eventually hit me. Daddy Tony used heavily, so I knew there was tons of T in my hole right now, mixed with his dirty piss and cum. When he was sure, he slipped the funnel out and put his finger back in. He started fucking it roughly, piss splashing out even as I tried to hold it in. I moaned, my insides already feeling so full and rocked even harder by the pressure of his finger, which viciously jabbed into me like a pogo stick. His eyes were glued to my hole, pleased at the sight of his thick, wrinkled finger jamming into my perfectly smooth cunt, piss splashing out every time he suddenly ripped it out. We heard a knock on the door. Daddy Tony withdrew his finger and went to get the door. They exchanged a brief “hey” as the man walked into view, a rugged looking Latino man in maybe his 50s or 60s with a tan, leathery face. Even in the dark, I could tell he had a deep tan. He was around 6’ tall and was dressed in a polo, dark wash jeans, and loafers. He had frizzy gray hair with a busy goatee. He had a slender build overall, but I could see the veins and muscles on his arms. He took off his shades as he looked at me, unzipping his pants. I saw on his wrist what looked like an expensive watch and, unmistakenly, a wedding band. He signaled for me to turn around, and I got on all fours, aiming my leaking hole towards him. Daddy Tony crawled onto the bed, cradling my face against his drenched wife-beater, looking straight at the guest. “You party?” he asked. “No, but you guys can,” he said in a deep, unemotional voice. “He already fucked up?” “Yeah.” “Used?” “Yeah, just filled him myself,” Daddy Tony said matter-of-factly. Sometimes you don’t know how men would react, especially married guys who don’t want to be covered in filth and dipping their dicks into cum-filled holes, but the guy just licked his lips and said, “Fuck, that’s hot.” The married man kicked off his jeans and loafers and pulled off his polo. He had just a layer of white fuzz on his chest framed by a gold chain. His legs were sculpted and insanely muscular, his calves jutting out like solid rocks. I was getting so turned on; I would’ve fucked anyone Daddy Tony invited, but this john happened to be everything I loved in a man: strong, older, seedy, and married. He crawled on the bed like a predator, wincing at the cold wetness. “Why the fuck is it wet?” he asked, a little annoyed. “I pissed on the boy and inside him,” Daddy Tony said. “Hah! So he’s still got piss inside him?” “Yeah. My chem piss,” Daddy Tony said proudly. During the entire exchange, Daddy Tony never looked at me, only at the guest, whose name we never found out but we’ll refer to him as John. “Fuck, those pictures didn’t lie,” John said excitedly. “Really nasty fucking whore like you said.” He ran his cold, leathery hands over my body, his fingers thinner but more firm. “Hell, yeah. You got the cash?” “Yeah. You got change?” John reached into his jeans pocket and pulled out a $20 bill from his wallet. “Only got a couple singles lying around,” Daddy Tony responded, to which John just shrugged. “You guys got anything other than T then? I’ll toss an extra 40 if you got any rock.” “I actually do,” Daddy Tony grinned. He looked down at me. I had my neck craned, just looking at John #1, who returned my eye contact and grinned. He massaged my oily sweaty body with his hands. Before Daddy Tony went to fetch the drugs, he grabbed my chin to face him, his face contorted with a sadistic anger as he spit on me roughly and licked my cheeks and nose all over. “Your only job is to please him,” he commanded. “You got that, slut?” “Yes, sir.” “Good boy.” He fetched a blackened crack pipe and filled it with rock and a lighter as I was left alone on the bed with John #1. I had yet to feel the heat of the man’s body, as he still fondled and groped me from a distance, just sliding his rough hands around my body as he sighed. “Fucking nasty boy,” John #1 whispered with pleasure. At this point, the chem piss and the G had hit me with full force, and the whole room felt distorted once again. I felt this intense heat and lust, as his hands gave me goosebumps all over. His hands felt so good, and I could feel the cold sting of his wedding band as he massaged me. Unbelievably spun, I lightly writhed as he tweaked my nipples and ran his hands down my sides and massaged my pelvis. He inched closer and pressed his body against my back, his warm dry body, rough skin, and solid muscles feeling so good against my smooth, slippery skin. I could smell his musk behind a small hint of cologne, which may have been overwhelmed by the stink of piss, sweat, and whatever else. He took a break from massaging me as Daddy Tony handed him the pipe and got back on the bed. He then grabbed the tina pipe that still had quite a bit left, pressed it to my lips, and flicked his lighter. We both watched again as the clouds slowly began to swirl, and Daddy Tony rolled the pipe as I started to inhale. He kept it up, making sure I took a massive hit. High out of my mind, I was mesmerized by the swirling clouds and focused just on getting as much as possible. When he removed the pipe, Daddy Tony leaned in for a shotgun, and thick swirls of vapor encircled us as we kissed. I could smell the distinct sour smell of the crack as John #1 blew wisps of smoke on my face. “Oh, fuckkk man,” he groaned out of pleasure. “Been a fucking while since I’ve smoked rock.” He hit the pipe again, and this time shotgun it to me as Daddy Tony took a hit of T himself. John #1 kissed passionately and had a more bony feel, his tongue more pointed than Daddy Tony’s. Just as he saw the crack smoke escape my mouth, Daddy Tony grabbed my head and shotgunned a massive hit that I struggled to take in. It was so heavy that clouds overflowed between our mouths, and I coughed out thick white puffs. “Ohhh yeah, little tweaker slut!” John #1 grinned. “Fuck, such a dirty little boy. I love a nasty little slut boy.” “I love horny daddies, especially married ones,” I whispered back. Daddy Tony grinned as John #1 chuckled and leaned in for a kiss again. He kissed me softly this time, lovingly. I could feel the white hairs of his beard and light mustache tickling me as we slurped. He ran his hands all over me, and I could feel Daddy Tony tweaking my nipples. Sandwiched between the two men, I was in heaven, with John #1’s warm naked body against mine while I rested my on Daddy Tony’s stomach. I could feel Daddy Tony’s socks rub against my legs as my small, dirty feet brushed against John’s much bigger feet. I could feel his long toenails and the bony tops of his feet. “What do you like about married men, boy?” John asked. “The boy’s married too,” Daddy Tony said with a chuckle. “Wow. How old are you?” “19,” I answered. “I married at 18.” “No fucking way,” John said in disbelief. “And does the lucky man know you’re here?” “Nope,” I said with a mischievous smirk. John licked his lips and leaned in for another kiss. I groaned, feeling an intense intimacy with the man. He kissed me the way my husband did after we got hitched. “One second,” Daddy Tony said, presumably feeling slighted at the sight. I looked over and he grabbed my face. “Open up,” he ordered. I did as told and he spat roughly into my mouth….then again, and a third time. “Fuck, that’s hot,” I heard John whisper behind me he reached into my jockstrap and fondled my balls. His other hand tweaked my nipples as he watched Daddy Tony fill my mouth with his spit. “Now kiss him, faggot,” Daddy Tony demanded. I arched my neck back to John, who eagerly planted his lips onto mine, a combination of all of our spit speckling his mustache and dripping down our chins. “Babyyy,” the older man groaned. “You have no idea how long I’ve waited for a young slut like you… and to know you’re married to another man. Is he an older guy?” “Yeah,” I responded. “White daddies are my favorite.” “Yeah?” he echoed with perverse sweetness as his hand slipped past my balls to my hole, one finger circling my pussy lips. “Fuck…so sloppy and smooth. A thousand times better than my wife’s pussy.” “And you can fucking wreck him and use him in ways I bet you can’t with your wife,” Daddy Tony said, and the two men shared a fraternal smile. “You can fuck him however you want. Degrade him and hurt him.” I looked at Daddy Tony hungrily as he said that, and he smiled back at me before grabbing me and shoving me on his soft dick. It was completely limp, especially after one nut and all the drugs, but it was so wet and sticky from sweat and cum. I basked in the stench of his pubes, pulling back to spit on his cock before putting his cock in my mouth and slurping again. I relished his intoxicating manstink as I slurped his dick affectionately. “Fuck, that’s hot,” I heard John say behind me as he inserted a finger into my hole. A good amount of chem piss came out with his finger, continuing to drip down my leg, staining the sheets below. The strong smell of stale chem piss wafted through his room, mixing with all the other odors. The piss startled him, but he re-inserted his finger, moving it around as he felt all the warm liquid inside. “He’s got my piss, cum, chem lube, and a couple booty bumps up there,” Daddy Tony said proudly. “You sure you’re not worried about your wife smelling you at home?” “Hah! Fuck that bitch,” John spat, suddenly fingering me more aggressively. “She spends my money and isn’t even worth a fuck anymore. Our sons are already in their 30s and I crash there if I need to.” Daddy Tony’s dick slipped out of my mouth in surprise. “Wow, older than me,” I said. “Oh yeah, boy,” John laughed as he licked his lips at the piss splashing out of my hole as he jammed a second finger in and started roughly fucking me. I began moaning loudly at the sudden intrusion, unable to hold onto the chem piss. “Shut the FUCK up,” Daddy Tony snarled, grabbing my hair and shoving my face back onto his dick. “Suck my dick, you stupid fucking slut!” “Bet the fucking faggot would wanna fuck my boys too,” John laughed. “You see how excited he looked? Fuck, I’d disown my boys if they were little tweaker faggots like him. Fucking filled with piss and taking raw cock from men my age? I bet your parents would do the same, if they haven’t already, huh boy?” As he spoke, I felt his dick line up against my hole. “Fuck, yeah,” Daddy purred, putting the poppers underneath my nose again. “Look at me, bitch!” I gazed up at him, his cock still in my dick as he squeezed the bottle of poppers under my nose and didn’t remove it even after 3-4 inhales from one nostril. My whole body loosened, and I was hit with an insatiable need for cock. I wasn’t done, though. Daddy Tony moved to the other nostril and made me huff until I couldn’t even say my name, barely even noticing as John’s long dick, already erect, poked at my sloppy, dripping, piss-stained cunt. His dick was much longer, maybe over 9” but thinner and solid like a straight rod. He slid in, his head popping in with barely any resistance. It felt amazing; it had been hours since I had Daddy Tony’s cock, and I had been desperate for this feeling. Meanwhile, Daddy Tony’s cock started growing in my mouth as he looked hungrily at the sight of John pushing into me. John pressed my head down on Tony’s dick as he shoved in with one swift motion, eliciting a muffled yelp. “Careful with the fucking teeth, faggot!” Daddy Tony barked, spitting on my face. I tried my best to gape my throat and to stay still while John’s long pole slammed in to the hilt, hitting so deep that I felt an intense ache, especially with the pressure of all the cum and piss already inside me. “FUCKING GOOD pussy,” John roared. “I could get addicted to that ass!” I continued to moan through Daddy Tony’s dick as he began fucking me viciously. I felt it even in my belly button, and I could feel even more piss flooding out of my hole as he rammed in without abandon, his balls slapping loudly against my ass cheeks. The bread creaked so hard it felt like it might break underneath us. I was in heaven, spun out of my mind and swimming in Daddy Tony’s musk as his dick hardened and started hitting the back of my throat while John rammed me from behind savagely. “You like that, whore? Suck my fucking dick!” Daddy Tony yelled. “Nasty little homewrecker. Feels so fucking good watching you suck my cock while you make me money with that filthy used up cunt.” I looked at him helplessly as he pulled me off his cock and slapped me with as much force as he could. “Fuck, yeah!” John grunted excitedly from behind. He grabbed me by the hair, tilting my head back while he spanked me as hard as he could. “Smack the fucking whore again. Harder this time!” Daddy Tony grinned at the sight of my face, dripping with sweat that began mixing with all the spit, held in place by John just waiting to be slapped. He raised his hand and smacked me as hard as he could, almost sending my head flying out of John’s hand. Totally disoriented, I could see stars, but before I could recover, Daddy Tony slapped me again with just as much force, followed by a quick one. Almost immediately John grabbed me by the throat with his other hand, choking me while Daddy Tony spat in my mouth before standing up and shoving his dick into my throat. He jammed his now hard dick into my throat until I gagged, completely out of breath, snot and spittle flying everywhere. He pulled out, giving me a second to breathe before jamming it back in. The harder I gagged, the harder John pounded, now sliding back in and ramming back in as hard as he can. At this point, there was another knock on the door. Daddy Tony pulled out of my mouth and went to open the door. I couldn’t see who was behind me, but a gruff voice said, “Hey. Here.” There was the exchange of cash and I could hear clothes falling to the floor. “Fucking hot, man,” the guy groaned, rubbing his dick as he watched from the corner of the room. I turned around to see a 6’5” heavy-set man who looked to be in his late 30s with wild curly hair under a black beanie and a disheveled light beard. He was dressed in a plain black T and had a sleeve down his right arm and a tattoo of a cross on his right temple. He wore faded baggy jeans that he unzipped to reveal a 7” uncut cock. He wore no underwear underneath. He kicked off his shoes and stood there in his dirty white socks. John only briefly looked to acknowledge his presence without stopping his onslaught. Walking into the sight of me getting rammed as hard as possible on a filthy piss-stained bed and immediately being exposed to the loud sound of moans and brutal fucking seemed to turn the man on even more. Once again, we never learned his name, so we’ll refer to him as David. “Fuck that slut,” David encouraged from the side of the room as Daddy Tony walked around to the bed and repacked drugs for the group. At this point, John had roped me into a sloppy kiss as he pounded me, whispering to me in between breaths. “Do you love me, baby?” he whispered between breaths. “I love you too, Daddy,” I moaned softly, now fully in the rhythm of John’s rampant thrusts. At this point, David moved over to tweak my nipples while Daddy Tony sat in a seat at his desk filling the pipe, completely unmoved by the fucking. Perhaps motivated by the voyeur, John grabbed my throat, spit on my nose and mouth, and licked it off. Then, for the first time, he raised his left hand, the one still wearing his wedding ring, and slapped me hard across the face while he pulled all the way out and slammed back in. I yelped as the other men cheered in encouragement. “Yeah, baby? You still love me, baby?” John whispered. “Yes, Daddy,” I moaned through his fingers. “Yeah? Fucking faggot. Daddy loves violating your worthless cunt. I love cheating on my wife with young pussy but young hot babes won’t put out for an older married man like me. But a nasty little faggot like you is just what I need.” With that, he spanked me hard and looked up at the trucker. "You want him to suck your dick?” “Yeah. Get me hard,” David grunted, sliding his soft filthy dick in my mouth. I felt Daddy Tony loom over me, pulling me off David’s dick after a minute or so just to feed me another big shotgun. Then, poppers again and a dose of maximum impact before being shoved back onto David’s thick uncut cock. The men wasted no time while I was freshly fucked up, with David, who was already getting hard fast, fucking my face mercilessly right away. I gagged loudly as he did, my face leaking from how hard he was using my throat. Only when I almost threw up did he pull me off, with Daddy Tony ready to feed me another big hit. “Fuck, that’s hot,” David groaned. “Look at him all fucked up. How’s that tina taste, boy?” Before I could respond, he rammed his cock down my throat again. Vapor still leaked out of my mouth as he rammed into my mouth, and Daddy Tony laughed. “I gotta piss again. Can I borrow his mouth?” he asked. “Fuck yeah, you gonna piss down his throat?” David asked, excited. “Fucking nasty.” He pulled his dick out and John held my head back as Daddy Tony leaned over, put his now soft dick in my mouth, and unloaded. I guzzled as fast as I could, with piss still dripping down my chin and over the bed as he flooded my mouth faster than I could swallow. His piss was unbelievably bitter and had the distinct metallic tang of chem piss. My stomach churned as he pumped his piss into me, but I got turned on as fuck knowing that it would get me even more high. “Fucking NASTY!” David repeated with excitement. After Daddy Tony was done pissing, I started slurping his dick, and he groaned with pleasure. At this point, the whole bed was soaked with puddles upon puddles of piss. “Disgusting fucking whore,” John grunted. “I’m getting close. I’m gonna fill that cunt with my 4-day load. You want that cum, baby?” I gurgled in response, still slurping Daddy Tony’s dick as John mounted me even higher, ripping me as hard as he can as I felt his dick get even harder, which I hadn’t thought was possible. He rammed me at a different angle, and I had to drop Daddy Tony’s dick out of my mouth to yelp. “TAKE MY FUCKING SEED, STUPID WHORE!” he roared as he busted in me, and I felt the slightest tinge of warm liquid inside. My whole was completely warm and slippery from his cum when he pulled out, a few drops leaking out. I could tell it was an enormous load. After heaving a few heavy sights from exhaustion, John kissed me deeply while the other two watched on and his dick softened and slipped out. “Thanks for the pussy. Such a good boy,” he whispered affectionately before pushing himself off. “If I had the energy and the time, I’d fuck you again.” “Please… please don’t leave, daddy,” I moaned, earning another kiss from John. “Daddy’s gotta go home to his wife, but he’ll think about destroying your pussy all night, baby.” And with that, he pulled on his clothes and left without even rinsing himself off. As he did, Daddy Tony grabbed me by the hair and pulled me off the bed, enraged. “The fuck was that, boy? You tell another man you love him while I’m right there? Did you forget I’m the one renting you out and giving you drugs, boy?” “I’m sorry, Daddy!” I yelped. “Fuck you, slut,” he snarled, spitting on my again before dragging me into the bathroom and throwing me on the floor. His bathroom was small and cramped and was a wreck, with debris everywhere and yellow and brown bathtub. The place looked like a gas station bathroom with a shower. He slapped a towel on the cold linoleum and dragged me on top. David lingered by the door, and Daddy Tony encouraged him to come in. The three of us were cramped in the little dingy bathroom, but it was enough to fuck. “Lay on your back,” he ordered. “Spread your legs and show him your sloppy hole.” I did as ordered, spreading my legs as wide as I can as I laid on the floor. As I did so, Daddy Tony stepped on my face, forcing his piss-soaked dirty black sock in my nose and mouth. I moaned helplessly as he pulled my legs even further apart. David jerked at the doorway, staring at the scene with straight lust. I could only see Daddy Tony’s legs tower over me and a glimpse of his maddened look, his gray beard coated with drying globs of his spit. “You’re just a breeding hole for men,” He said, rubbing his foot into my face. “The only love you’re gonna get from a real man is being used, abused, and degraded for our pleasure, and your job is to love and worship me and any man I rent you out to. But you also deserve to be punished for it, you got me, whore?” “Look at him,” David sneered. “Fucking whore dripping on the bathroom floor. This is what I fucking need.” He crawled in between my legs, and I felt him spit on his cock before sliding his cock in my hole. It was much thicker than John’s, about 7”. I moaned in ecstasy, my hole feeling so empty after the last fuck. “Mmmph!” I tried to scream as David rammed into me without mercy. I could feel his denim rubbing against my hips as cock tore through me, reminding me of how wet and cummy my hole was. He fucked me rough while he choked me, making me cough and gag as I struggled for air. Daddy Tony removed his foot and squatted down shoving his ass into my mouth. “Lick it, whore,” he demanded, and I slurped his rank, hairy ass as hard as I could while trying to ignore the pressure around my neck. “Oh fuck, that feels good.” “Yeah, lick that ass, whore. That’s all you’re good for,” David said excitedly, pumping into me hard. He rammed into me, excited by the sight of me suffocating on Tony’s ass and his unbridled enjoyment of it. Finally, Tony shifted back, moving my head onto his lap, propping me up by my shoulders so I could face David clearly while he perused grindr. Before he was even situated, David eagerly shoved 3 fingers down my throat, gagging me as he impaled me. “I’m gonna hurt you, bitch,” he growled as I looked at him with bulging eyes and dilated pupils, my face covered like a post-bukkake scene from all the spit that dripped everywhere as I licked Daddy Tony’s ass. With that, both of them spit on me at the same time. Right as the spit landed, I felt David’s other hand slap me roughly as he shoved his cock in me. “Fucking pussy’s so wet. Feels so fucking good,” he growled, slapping me again. “And even after all that, it’s tighter than I thought. Fuck! I’m about to cum!” He turned me over on my side, raising my leg as he drilled into me. Unceremoniously, he busted inside me. Breathing heavily, he looked at me, exhausted. He slapped me one more time gently before getting up, zipping his pants, and leaving without a word. “Leave the door unlocked!” Daddy Tony called. “There’s a guy in the lobby waiting to come up.” It was unusual for Daddy Tony to leave the door unlocked, but I'd soon find out why. Now with 3 loads in my hole, Daddy Tony pulled me over him and slid his hard dick, smaller than the others, easily into my used hole. Before long, we heard a knock, and Daddy Tony yelled, “Come into the bathroom!”

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My roommate had recorded us while he was fucking me doggie style. I was surprised that he had. I didn’t know until over a year later.

I just had an incredible three day run of fucking. My ex is an escort and invites me to join if the client is interested. He had 5 in a row that wanted a couples / 3-way experience. Each was unique unto itself. The most “exciting” was probably a leather master that wanted to film us fucking in his gear (woof! Sign me up) for his personal collection. He had three buds come join… all were in leather from boots to caps without any skin showing except faces until we peeled their layers off. After hours of breeding, one took my number (usually not allowed) and I got a call from his nephew. We met up yesterday and played all day. He has a lot to learn and his uncle could tell I was chill but fun enough to teach him some things. He’s 19 & I wanted to fuck him in public but I knew the bars would be out so I took him leather shopping. The clerks at a certain shop were so smitten they watched me fuck him first in the fitting rooms but then out in the open in the downstairs of the shop. One joined in at my invitation. I wish BZ allowed for greater sized video and pics.

PART TWO Kate & James never ended up getting back to David's place after the Mardi Gras. That was probably for the best though as David & myself were up until the early hours fucking, or to be more precise, he was fucking me until the early hours. His stamina was incredible as within minutes of cumming inside my arse, he was ready to go again and we were in a different position each time. I did feel a bit of shame in that my favourite position was face down into the pillow, arse high up in the air so he could really pound me. Waking up, I did feel a bit embarrassed and guilty that I'd been so slutty and taken such advantage of David. The bedroom and sheets reeked of sex and cum and I also noticed some specks of blood too on my arse as I started to get dressed & head out to face the music with him. He was in the kitchen eating as I came out of the bedroom. "Hey, there he is!" he said with a smile. "How've you pulled up after last night?" I blushed, "Pretty sore head to be honest with you." "And the rest of you?" "Yeah the rest of me's pretty sore too. I'm really sorry about last night, I got you to do some things that you probably didn't want to do. If you could keep it between us though, it'd be greatly appreciated." "Don't be mate, I had a great time, and you seemed to too. I just hope you gained some appreciation on how the other half live!" "I did yeah, did you need a hand with the sheets or anything before I leave?" "Well that's the thing...I woke up today feeling a little off and took a Rapid Antigen Test and it looks like I've tested positive for COVID. You'll be staying here for the next week I'm afraid." My heart sank, what I did with David was embarrassing enough but having to stay with him for an extra week? After last night there was a good chance I'd end up with it too. Then there was all of the clothes stuff, we were only going to stay the night so I had nothing with me & he was much taller than I was. "Did you want a shower? I can put your clothes in the washing & they can get dry today so you'll be OK there. It's such a beautiful day I was just gonna take it easy and do some sunbaking today, you can join me if you want. As you know I don't have much in the way in underwear but I can sort something out for you. I'll grab you something to drink that'll help clear the cobwebs too." "I'd really appreciate that David, I guess just leave it in the spare room where I'll leave my clothes?" "Done!" he said smiling, and grabbed me a towel. As I showered, I gingerly felt my arsehole and inspecting my fingers, could see there was some more blood there which I guess was a result of David taking my virginity. After I did so, I let out a fart and could feel something running down the back of my leg, scooping some up it was quite obviously cum. I finished showering and dried myself off and went back to the spare bedroom to put some clothes on. All I could see was a yellow thong and a glass next to a jug full of something that smelled terrible. I thought it best to call Kate & let her know that I'd be in quarantine with David for the week but all I got was her Messagebank. I left a message and coming out of the bathroom I heard a voice say "All done? I'm out here!" and followed the voice to the balcony. Walking out there, I saw two banana lounges and on one of them, David completely naked aside from a pair of sunglasses and a massive piercing on the end of his dick, his body glistening with oil. "Nothing like a bit of sunshine to improve your mood!" he said smiling. I think he could tell how shocked I was he was naked, "It's OK mate no-one can see. That thong looks great on you too!" "Oh...um...thanks." I blushed as I stepped over his banana lounge to lie down on the one laid out for me. "Now that stuff might taste terrible but trust me, a couple of glasses of that & you'll be flying in no time!" as he half-filled the glass "But what you need to do is drink it in one big gulp, alright?" It smelled horrible as I raised it to my lips and I knew it wouldn't taste much better. I downed it as quickly as I could, and he laughed when he saw my reaction. "Don't worry mate, you'll get the hang of it. There's a glass of water there to use a chaser too, but another full glass worth should do the trick." He said as he filled the glass. "Did you need some?" I asked him as I quickly downed the glass of water to get the taste out of my mouth. "No need mate, give it a few minutes to settle and then drink that next glass as quick as you can." We were making idle chat about how beautiful the weather was when he nodded over to the glass. "Medicine time boy!" I wasn't looking forward to it but could see the smile on his face as I drank it all. "Good boy!" he said as I quickly downed more of the water to take out the taste. There was no question I was feeling much better, but all that drinking meant I had to use the toilet, and fast. I must've got up too quick as my head was spinning as I went to & from the bathroom, it was such a weird feeling, I couldn't help but giggle as I went to return to my lounge. My balance failed me though as I went to step over David and tripped and landed right on his lap. "Well, this is unfortunate." he said smiling up at me, I could feel his cock hardening under me, I could feel the metal against his bare skin. "I never knew you had a piercing there!" I replied, I was feeling so good, my whole body was warm and not from the sunshine. "You never asked and by the way, you've got a girlfriend remember?" I started rubbing my arse up and down on his dick, only the thong's thin layer of fabric between his dick and my hole. "And you've got a boyfriend remember?" "And you're straight remember?" he replied, and with that, pulled my face down to meet his and we started kissing hot & hard like we had last night. It was just as good as I could (sorta) remember. Kissing this guy just felt right to me and he knew how to push all of my buttons and we laid side by side, rubbing each other and kissing for what must've been a couple of hours. END OF PART TWO

Completely unplanned. He wasn't the sort of guy you could say 'no' to. He just pushed me against the wall, pulled down my pants, unzipped, rammed his hard dick up my hole and dumped a load inside me. That was the first of three loads that afternoon. After that I never looked back.

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."

12. Feel the Burn "Here's hoping you get fertilized," Colby said. "You've got a lot of cum up there." His dickhead popped out of my hole. I could feel how wet my guts were, and every drop was like a hot iron spark. It burnt, and I needed a break. Colby turned to the stranger. "Want a turn?" he asked. "Hell yeah," the stranger said. "Other kid tapped out," he continued. "He's gonna be a lucky boy." "Kenta is his name," Colby said. It felt good that he had remembered my name. "Doesn't really matter, does it?" the stranger said. He pulled his dick out of my mouth. "At least he got me half hard," he said. Colby got up from the sofa where he had been kneeling between my legs. "Take care of my friend here," he said. "I'm sure I'll see you later in the night." I nodded. "I think I need a break," I said. Colby didn't say anything in response, and just disappeared into the foggy darkness around the sofa. The stranger quickly took his place between my legs. "Maybe a break?" I said to him. "Yeah," the stranger said. He turned to his left, into the darkness. The muscles rippled across his body, and drew my gaze down to his flat, ribbed stomach. There was the familiar shape of an inverted pentagram. There was a biohazard tattoo inside it, just above his belly button. I felt like I was the only HIV-negative man in the room. He made a motion into the darkness. He must have been able to see better than I did, because James appeared before his hand was even down. The stranger turned to the hairy young man. "I think my friend needs some Vitamin K," he said. "Of course," James said. Like Colby, he also disappeared out of the circle of light. The stranger turned back to me. "You can call me Sir," he said. I started to speak, but he stopped me. "Names have power. Not tonight." His dick automatically sought out my hole. He was more than hard enough to fuck me. "Did that burn?" Sir asked me. "Yeah," I said. "A lot." "Still?" "Yeah." He kissed me. I hadn't expected that from him. It was an unexpected bit of tenderness. His cock was pressed up against my hole, but he hadn't penetrated me yet. My hole was empty and the white-hot pain had settled down to a gentle, almost arousing throb. I needed another man to fuck me. "You're on prep?" "Yeah. Why?" "Just be sure to take your pills tomorrow." "I try my best. Why?" "The burning. They call it the Devil's burn." "Devil's Burn?" It was scary. But it was also sexy. The throbbing in my hole had some meaning. "Yeah. It means you've got infected sperm in your hole." I froze. I had let HIV+ men cum in me. But I was on Prep, and they were on meds. Then I remembered that I had let a man with unmedicated HIV ejaculate in me. "But it doesn't hurt as much now," I said. The heat had faded. It was now just a dull throb. It almost felt good. A memory of the men that had been inside me. Sir smiled at me. "That's good. It means your body fought it off. Like a little fever. It's when it doesn't stop," he said. "That's when you need to be worried." "But, Prep?" I asked, half rhetorical, half utterly unsure. On some level, it didn't matter. What I had done, I had done, and I loved the feeling of poz daddy dicks fucking me and breeding me with their thick, risky cum. I was in complete sexual bliss, and although I voice reminded me how sore my asshole was, I was going to let Sir fuck it as soon as he wanted. "Prep can help, for sure," Sir said. He had a deep, masculine voice. It was commanding, but caring. I closed my eyes, and listened to him. "But sometimes there's a limit. That's the Devil's Burn," Sir said. "He's got the Devil's Burn?" a new voice said. I opened my eyes, and saw James standing by me. He was holding two more plastic cups, half-filled with orange juice. "This will help it." "I'm sure it will help him power through," Sir said. "That for me?" he asked. "Yeah," James said. James handed me a glass of orange juice, and a pill. "Take this," he said. "It makes the pain feel so much better." "Cheers," I said, tapping the edge of Sir's cup, before putting the nondescript white pill in my mouth. I washed it down with the GHB-infused juice. It tasted just as bad as before. "That's hot," James said. He leaned in and kissed me. His lips were soft and full. I could feel how young he was, compared to the other men, even Seth. He was practically my age. "Seeing you take those drugs. All those dicks." "You'll get your turn, boy," Sir said, pulling James off my lips. Sir didn't mean anything by it, since he grabbed the hairy young man and started to kiss him. "He's gonna join the club tonight." "I'll be back in a bit to make sure he's good," James said. He leaned in and kissed me once more. "Devil's Burn," he whispered. "I'm so fucking jealous. All that poz cum." As soon as James pulled off, Sir leaned in and kissed me. His lips were rougher, but his motions were more practiced. He had years of practice to get to this point, and I couldn't resist him. "Please." I moaned. "Fuck me." My hole was throbbing now, but right now, it wasn't the deadly Devil's Burn. It was just my insatiable sexual hunger. It had been bottled up for so long, and the men, drugs, and freedom had unleashed it. "Yeah, boy," the older man said. "Give yourself over to the pleasure. It feels good, doesn't it?" "Pleasure," I muttered. It had been the same word that Colby had used. It felt amazing, Sir's body against mine and his hard cock pressing against my hole. "Fucking pleasure." "Feels so good, doesn't it?" Sir said. He had a glass pipe in his hand. "Ready for it?" he asked. He lit the torch and did a long draw from the pipe. "Pleasure," he said, letting only a tiny bit of the cloud escape from his lips. "Pleasure," I said. He put the pipe in my mouth. I was already far too high. But I couldn't resist another hit from the pipe. I had already started inhaling., but then Sir spoke. "Do it," he said, and exhaled his hit. His command made it essential that I make it a proper hit. "Fucking pleasure," he said, as I continued to suck down the thick cloud. "Now, hold it for me," he said. I just nodded. He did another long hit. His dick was right against my hole. The slightest move by either of it would force it into my hole. It had been very well used over the course of the night and there was no way I could resist his intrusion. "Please?" I said. "Thought you would never ask," he said. He leaned in and kissed me, forcing the rest of the cloud into my lungs. "Nothing better than fucking a hot boy like you. Fucking pleasure." He reached down with one hand, and grabbed on his dick. "Please," I moaned. He held his mouth against mine, keeping me from exhaling the hit. He guided his dick into my ass. I forced myself to relax, and to accept his man's cock into my hole. It was easy; he was hairy and masculine and hot, the perfect comparison to my smooth, boyish body. His cock was just as masculine as the rest of his body. The fat head pressed into my hole, and I struggled not to scream. His cock felt like a white-hot rod, intent on reaming out my ass once and for all. Even with the full weight of his body pressing down on my, I struggled against the traumatic penetration. "Please," I begged him. "Relax," he said. "Just one thing." I forced myself to nod in agreement. I wanted him out of me. It hurt, and I was scared. But his cock was so hard, and I wanted to know what he was capable of doing to me. "Uh," I started. I knew I had to tell him to start. My asshole was burning, and I wasn't going to be able to take another insistent cock. Especially one as thick and as hard as Sir's. "Uh," I said again, unable to even mouth the words. "Just get used to it," Sir said, and sunk another three inches of his dick into me. "You're going to love it." He kissed me again, and the last of his shaft disappeared into my hole. My body tensed up. The pain was intense and almost unbearable. "You can find the pleasure," he said. "Pleasure," he said. "Please," I said. His dick was all the way inside me, and he was huge. "I need a minute." I had never felt so utterly penetrated by a man. "Please," I grunted, struggling to keep from screaming in pain. "Relax," he said. "You love getting fucked. You're going to love this," he said. "Just focus on pleasure," he said. "Focus on the pleasure. Just the pleasure." "Pleasure," I said. I closed my eyes again, trying to concentrate. His dick was sliding in and out of me. It was wet and slippery from all the fluids inside me. "Please," I groaned. I felt so vulnerable. He was fucking me, almost raping me, and as much as I tried to stop it, I couldn't bring myself to deny him the pleasure. "Pleasure," I grunted. I kept my eyes closed and focused. Sir's cock was hard, pushing its way into me. It didn't hurt as much either. Over the next several minutes, he continued to fuck me, and each stroke felt better than the one before. "Please," I finally moaned. "It feels so damn good. Fuck me. Breed me." "That's it, boy," he said. "That's the Vitamin K kicking in." He pushed his dick into me. I knew that this was hurting me, but it didn't bother me. All I could focus on was the pleasure. I might regret it in the morning, but this was perfect. "Now we can really have fun." I ran my hands over his taut, muscular torso. He worked out, but he wasn't overly muscular. It was a compact, powerful body, covered in lovely, thick fur. His nipples were fat and hard, and he moaned as I played with them. I wanted his seed so badly. "Keep it up, boy," he said, as I continued to play with his nips. "Keep it up, and you're gonna get a hot poz load." My hole ached, and it needed another load of sperm. I had taken a pill earlier in the morning, and it meant I didn't care that Sir was infected. "Feels so good." "That's right," he said. "Just pleasure." He had the pipe out again. "Drug-fueled, all-man pleasure." He heated the bowl, and inhaled. I loved watching him smoke. The white flecks of crystal in the pipe matched the grey in his beard, and the powerful drug would loosen the last of our inhibitions. "Fuck," he moaned, exhaling a cloud of crystal. He took another hit. I ran my hands over his chest, feeling it puff out with the drugs. He could suck in massive hits, and I loved his tolerance and endurance. I let my hands drift down, across his flat stomach. I traced out the rays of the pentagram. Colby had one as well. They looked good on the older men. "What's this?" I asked. "Mark of the church," Sir said. Colby had said it was a fraternity. Sir's answer suggested far darker and depraved explanations. "What?" I asked. "Church?" At first, all I thought about was Devil worshippers. I remembered a scene I had read in some barely believable, barely edited piece of fan porn, a group of devil worshippers in an all-night orgy. My hole twitched and my dick throbbed. "Yeah. Learned long ago that this is the path I needed to follow," Sir said. His dick was throbbing, dripping a steady stream of pre-cum into me. "He's been there for me, in ways Jesus never was." I reached down and grabbed my dick. It was still small and soft, but it was dripping pre-cum. I was really high, and everything was a turn-on. Even the idea of a church of darkness and evil was a turn-on, and it was made even worse by the deep-dicking I was getting from a follower. "You mean, you..." I stuttered. I couldn't believe I was about to utter what I was about to ask. Even worse, my dick was dripping pre-cum at the merest thought of it. "You're a Devil Worshipper?"

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After I got another load from Brad, we were soaking wet and funky. Justin suggested we go get showered off, which was exactly what we needed. Although I was holding on two the three poz loads that had just been pumped into me, and I wasn't going to lose them. A good shower was exactly what the three of us needed after such a ground-breaking afternoon. We dried off and went to get new towels, throwing them in the bin and then asking for new towels. Brad got one for himself and one for Justin. When I asked for mine, Brad told the attendant that I didn't need one, and he steered me back upstairs towards the room. I asked, "What's going on?" Brad replied "Since you broke your poz cherry today, we should see if you can get some more charged loads up your hole - and we can't advertise it if you're wearing a towel." At this remark all three of us started to sprout wood. This was definitely going to be interesting. We went up to the second floor where Brad and Justin walked me around the hallways. As we passed the water fountain I paused to get a quick drink. Three guys were standing in the immediate vicinity. Justin separated my ass-cheeks inviting the guys to "Get a look at this, guys. Freshly bred butt-hole," finishing-up with a sharp slap to my ass. I was, of course, startled as hell, and in the process began to loose some of the cum I had been consciously holding back. 'Fuck', I thought, 'here I am with cum running down my legs'. Two of the guys just smiled and walked on, but the third, a guy in his 30's started stroking his cock under his towel. Brad completed the invitation saying "If you want a piece of that, stop by Room 213 and ask for Rik!" I was being pimped out by the two guys that bred me! How humiliating ... but also kinda hot! We were all still sprouting wood, so we were all getting off on this. And I still had nothing covering me. Brad said, "Come on, let's walk around." The three of us went to the multi-level video room next. Once our eyes adjusted to the dim lighting, there were around six guys watching the porn. But my two pimps were going to change their focus. Justin looked at Brad and said, "I think we need to show our slut off!" Brad smiled and said, "Great idea." "What do you guys have in mind?" I asked. Justin stepped up to me and gave me a big, French kiss saying "Let's have some fun!" With that he led me to one of the risers and had me get on my hands and knees, so my asshole was at a perfect level for his cock. Justin didn't ask Brad at this point, he just worked his pierced cock up my hole again - in front of the other guys. Brad was working his cock under his towel, enjoying Justin's perverted exhibitionism. Justin, meanwhile, was slowly fucking my ass. Clearly he wasn't looking to get off, but publicize ownership of my fuckhole - if only for the afternoon. A couple guys moved closer towards us to get a better view, which was, of course, exactly what Justin was planning. In a completely audible voice he remarked "Brad, this slut still feels good after we pozzed his hole. Stick your cock up his ass and feel for yourself." As he withdrew he asked me "Hey, Rik, how’s your hole now?" But before I could think of a clever reply Justin had fully withdrawn, stepped away, and, giving me a sharp slap, held my cheeks apart as Brad stepped forward, draped his towel over my head, and slid his poz cock up my ass. "Yeah, you'll like this freshly pozzed hole," Justin grunted. Brad fucked away for several minutes, and while so doing, Justin asked "Doesn't he feel good?" (I can only assume Justin was playing poz whore master for the audience.) "Yeah, I should have pozzed him back when I converted. This slut would have loved it," Brad commented. Crap! Did Brad really mean that? I started out that morning with my boyfriend and his friend, and now I'm their freshly pozzed towel rack and cumdump. If this wasn't humiliating enough, I started feeling several hands feeling my body. Looking down, I could see five pair of feet around me. Guys were feeling my chest, cock, ass and Brad's cock as it slowly worked my hole. I heard Brad ask "You want to fuck my slut? You've gotta big dick. He'll love it." Brad pulled out and I felt two fingers slide into my asshole. I certainly didn't know whose fingers they were - I was not in a position to explore who-was-who. Nor, to be honest, did I want or care to find out. I watched Brad's feet step away as another guy got into position. I waited to feel a new cock ... and then saw a condom wrapper fall to the floor. Justin intervened saying "Dude, this slut is deathly allergic to condoms. He can only be fucked bare." I kinda laughed at Justin's quick thinking. Nicely played, Justin. I saw the guy step back, remarking "I only fuck with condoms ... sorry." Brad replied "No problem," and with that the guy walked away. Another guy said, "I'll fuck your slut!" Brad said, "Have at it!" The new guy threw his towel over my head as well and got in position behind my hole. Justin said, "We're looking for charged loads for our slut here, you got one?" The new guy said, "Yeah, I've been poz for a while, and I'm happy to share my strain with your slut!" Brad said, "Excellent, give him your load!" The new guy slammed his cock inside my ass and I just about lost my breath. Holy shit he was big! The new guy commented "Damn, his hole is full of cum. I love messy sluts!" And with that by way of introduction he fucked my ass, surrounded by a whole group of guys, giving the impression I was the last available piece of ass on the planet. I couldn't see much of anything, especially since now a couple of smelly towels were draped over my head, but suddenly Brad slid beneath the towels, wiggling close so he could kiss me while I was getting fucked. Then I felt his legs stretch out next to my right torso. He let out a soft moan of pleasure. "Are you getting fucked?" I asked. "Yeah, Justin still hasn't had a chance to breed me with his toxic cum yet and I want it really bad. Do you feel like a bugchasing cum dump whore now?" I managed to say "Fuck yeah, and oh God, I love you!" Then he pulled my head down and started making out with me again. We were both getting bred by poz guys, and I had no idea how toxic the fuck was going to be - and didn't care. "I'm gonna cum now!" announced the guy fucking my ass. I didn't know what he looked like, and was fairly sure he hadn't actually gotten any sight of me, but it didn't matter: at that very moment he was sperming my asshole. "Fuck, you just get bred!" was his parting comment as he slowly withdrew from my ass, giving me an appreciative tap on the ass. At this point poz cum was running out of my gaping asshole and various guys in the video room were sliding their fingers in and out of my battered hole. It didn't matter how much is in my bank account or what kind of car I drove. To the men I was a piece of meat, just for their pleasure. I could tell that Justin's fuck strokes were getting harder, as Brad's body was bouncing back and forth from the fucking. Justin was going to cum soon, and Brad was going to share the virus strain that had just gone into my body. I was stroking Brad's nipples, and telling him how hot he must look getting fucked in the middle of all these guys. Justin started grunting and breathing hard and then announced "I'm cumming up your ass, dude! Here it comes!" Brad's eyes rolled in the back of his head in ecstasy. Justin was totally turned on by finally getting the sex that his neg boyfriend wasn't giving him, and he got to breed his first neg hole and the poz hole of his support group buddy. And for Brad and me, well, we had taken poz loads side-by-side from two different poz guys. And we couldn't have been happier.