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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.

Does this statement ring true for anyone? If it wasn’t for my wife, I would be sucking cock night and day.

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.

I am trying to wrap it all up

Bookmarking this - very useful insight for future travel plans...

Crazy but true story: Recently took 10 loads at a bathhouse...then took an uber home (was only wearing a jock underneath my jeans). The driver then out of nowhere starts asking me what the "club" is like and I realize he's talking about the bathhouse. I kinda was embarrassed at first but then figured just to be bold, so I told him it's a great place to get fucked. He smirks and just goes like "ha cool man" and we both start laughing. Right around then I started having the feeling of desperation that I couldn't hold all the cum in and needed to fart it out. Was super embarrassing so I told the driver I had to piss and asked if he wouldn't mind pulling over so I could run into an alley way. He was a younger latino guy - early 20s, lean muscle, kinda had this player/thug vibe that was hot - and responds by laughing saying he also has to take a piss and that he'd go with me. Started panicking a bit cuz I was obviously lying, but he pulls into an alley on a side street and parks next to a dumpster. We both jumped out of the car..at this point I'm squirming hard trying to hold it in...but he whips his dick out right away (he was hung and uncut with thick pubes) and starts pissing against the dumpster...he sees me hesitating and just laughs and says "it's cool dude." I then ran around to the other side of the dumpster, dropped my jeans and squatted down and let out one of the biggest cum farts I've ever had. I walk back to the car and get in and the driver goes like "feel better?" and just laughs. I laugh too and tell him I'm good to go. Rest of the way home was sadly uneventful.

There's also the aspect of who else is in the sauna. I've had multiple experiences where no one is playing and I start something with a guy and EVERYONE in the room gets around us and start touching us to the point where me and the other guy can't do anything. I'm a cock/cum hungry pig so for the most part I don't mind the extra attention but when it interferes with play I can't stand it! Recently its gotten so bad that no matter how much I tell a guy no (I've literally have come close to blows) that they keep going at it that I don't approach a guy or try to start anything if the "area" looks like is full of guys that don't want to do anything but won't let you play in peace either.

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

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

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

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

Was 9 or 10.

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

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

Still working on editing it today. It's about as long as this is, which was probably about 50$ longer than it finally ended up being above. Working quickly, had to pause really quickly for two anon pump and dumps at my front door 🙂

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.

I totally agree castration is the best way

When was it ever. For actors I mean. At most 5k a scene in the 80s, and then 1000s of guys joined up, meaning that if you don't do it for 200$ there s a hundred guys who will The porn millionaire were the first to create onlineporn stores. Now these clever morherfukers made a killing

Damn this is good. I hope Matt discovers gloryholes and bathhouses

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

Here’s mine, just about to go up the arse of a fit 19 year old.

Im so proud of my veiny uncut cock. I would take any opportunity to show off my cheating raw meat to ANY ONE no matter what type of guys or girls especially trans girls, who couldn't resist their temptations to get down on their knees to wrap their lips around my big cock or willingly spread their pussies and assholes wide open to give me the right to use their fucking holes and beg me to dump my seeds deep inside their cunts after a long fucking session.

Prefer poz guys myself

Chapter 6 Jake fell asleep in between the two men on the large bed. All three fell into a deep sleep after the long fuck session. The next day as the sun rose across the lake, Jake slowly awoke with the feeling of his dad’s dick snaking into his used hole. He slowly rotates his hips backing up closer to his father to guide his dick in. Jake still sloppy hole allows easy access to Jason’s hardening dick. As his father’s cock slide into Jake’s hole. He thinks back to how long he has longed for his dad…. Catching glimpses of his dick, seeing him dressing and undressing, staring at his huge bulge in his swim trunks. Every time resisting his sexual desire for his father. Now all that has fallen away as he backs deeper and deeper onto his dad’s dick. Jason slowly wakes up to his sons hole wrapped around his huge dick and begins to thrust inward. His son moans. The sounds wakes up Travis and he sees the Jake being fucked from behind. He begins kissing Jake as he’s getting fucked then moves down and begins kissing, licking and biting Jakes muscle nips making Jake rock hard. Tyler realizing his morning wood needed attention, repositioned himself to allow Jake to suck his dick. Jake immediately opened his mouth to accept the large member and could taste stale cum on his dick from the fuck session the night before. Jakes milks his dad’s dick with his muscle hole as he sucks on Tyler’s dick getting him fully hard. He can taste the silky pre cum leaking from Tyler’s massive dick. The two dicks fill the lean muscle jock and he is in ecstasy. Jake pulls Tyler’s cock out of his mouth and moans, “mmmmmm daddy!” The moans from his son electrifies Jason, his dick growing even harder in his son’s cunt. He repositions his son with is ass up and slams his dick balls deep. His sons screams are muffled by Tyler’s large dick face fucking him. Jake strokes his dick while taking it on both ends. Jason’s brutal assault in on his sons hole allows Tyler’s dick to get even deeper into Jake’s wiling throat. The sight is Jake taking his dad’s poz dick draws him closer to climax. His heavy balls fill up. “You ready for you first poz load of the day fag!” Tyler asks as he face fucks the submissive jock. All Jake can do is offers a muffled acceptance. “TAKE MY LOAD FAGGOT!!!! “ Tyler screams as he begins to blast his poz cum deep down the jocks throat. Tyler guzzles down as much as he can but chokes and gurgles on the massive cummy load in his mouth but eventually takes it all in. The taste of his neighbors toxic load in his mouth send Jake over the edge and as he stokes his teen cock he begins shooting on the bedsheets below. Jason’s balls begin to tense up as His son’s muscle ass clamps down on his dick while he shoots his load. His begins piston fucking his son at a furious pace. His son’s wet man pussy lubricating his shaft. “I’m gonna breed you son with the dick that made you!” Jason’s breath grows short. “Please give me that load daddy” Jake begs. The sounds of this son pleading for his cum sending him over the edge and Jason begin flooding his sons hole with toxic cum. He pounds it deeper and deeper into his sons wrecked hole. Cum oozing out around his cock and balls. As his orgasm subsides he pulls out his still hard dick from his son’s used hole, he fingers his hole with his rough finger nails to make his seed take. Jakes flinches at first but with the feeling of his dads strong hand on his muscle back his knows there is no other way and obliges.

PART FOUR "Congratulations on your first blowbang!" Seth exclaimed. To be honest, I didn't know what to think. I was definitely ashamed of what I'd done but the idea I'd made so many guys cum was certainly a turn-on as well even if it was something I didn't plan on doing again. "There's some stuff on the bench to your right if you want it." Looking over, I saw a bottle of poppers next to a big glass of water. I could still taste cum in my mouth and throat so I thought the best thing to do was to take a big hit of the poppers and take a long swig of water so what was left in my throat didn't worry me so much. The poppers were making me feel much better about what had happened when I heard Seth, "Now I know you've been through a lot today Cody but we sometimes like to add some extra behind the scenes content to our videos. For another $500 would you be OK with the idea of being fucked on camera?" I had to admit the money was too good to refuse & I was feeling pretty horny again so I quickly agreed. "That's the best news. One of the guys in the scene is one of our regular actors and he really took a shine to you. All the guys you sucked are doing their post-scene interviews now, we'll call them back & they can take you back to the shower area where we film the bonus content. Guys...can you escort Cody here to the bonus room?" There was a loud commotion from a nearby room after Seth yelled that out and there was a rush of at least double figure guys came over to me cheering. They hoisted me on their shoulders & carried me to an area towards the back, followed by the crew. It was pretty funny to be treated like that though a few guys were taking the opportunity to get a good feel of my butt. A few of them took the opportunity to roughly finger me as I was being carried which did hurt but I was kinda too swept up in it all to care too much, one of these guys was going to be fucking me soon anyway! I realised I still had the poppers still in my hand as they took me to a room with a running shower where Seth was waiting with the crew. I took a couple of big hits for some dutch courage as the guys put me into the shower, a couple still pawing inside my arse as they did so. "Well here he is...Cody our first time star! How did you enjoy it?" I smiled as I stood under the running water, "Yeah...it was amazing!" "Did you have a lot of fun?" "Oh yeah....a LOT of fun." "You look like you might want even more fun...can you turn around for me so I can see that arse of yours?" I turned around & gave a little wiggle as I could sense someone moving closer. "Now I've got a feeling that arse feels like it's missing out on the fun. Can you bend over for me so I can check?" With the camera so close on my butt I thought now would be a good time to take another couple of big hits of poppers. I could feel my whole body relaxing as Seth asked, "What do you think?" "That's a hungry faggot arse if ever I've seen one," I heard a familiar voice say as I felt two fingers push deep inside me. I hadn't even heard someone come in! "Mmmm it sure is...I can't wait to get inside it!" I turned around to see who my first partner would be, his fingers still probing deep inside my arse. END OF PART FOUR

the earlier you start, the better you get at it

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."

last time I was at Nud I barebacked at least 15 different bums, maybe more - you know what the dark areas are like, you move from bum to bum and then you find yourself fucking a hole and not sure if you're already been inside it, only thing to do, fuck it more

For me, there is nothing hotter than taking an anon load from someone at the bathhouse, park, or at my private gloryhole. The best is being at the sauna in my room, a guy comes in, plays with my hole, he fucks me for a while, he dumps his load and leaves without saying a word. And all I'm left is with his load leaking out of my hole. Those are my best fucks.

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

Im feelin this thread. It seems like all the rape porn out there is way to staged, and way to whitewashed for me. I want brutal, hardcore, fuck him so hard he truly is crying. I want a real masochist to be brutally raped to the point you might think about dropping him off at the hospital. None of this let me put condom on and lightly hit you across the face. I know that their are guys out their that are true sadist and their masochist followers.