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Bored and horny, I put an add online. “Taking anonymous loads”. Guy responds with a photo of a hard 8” cock and say’s that’s the only time you see it. Me and my mate need to nutt. Where and when?” Gave address. 15mins later I buzz him up lift. I’m waiting in the dark bedroom in jocks and on all fours arse up at end of bed, blind folded. I have my butt plug on the side table ready to slide in after they leave. I hear the two of them laugh and a hand slowly massaging my arse as a guy climbs on the bed in front of me. I can smell his crotch as I hear him undo his jeans and I feel a thick cock hit my face. I know the deal and I am sucking him off. No sooner is his cock in my mouth than I hear him groan in pleasure – he is happy with my work. He says to his mate, “How’s your end?” I feel a finger try to penetrate me and it stops, and I hear him say “needs a little lube”. I hear his jeans go down and I am thinking this is gonna be a rough dry fuck. But no. I feel his tongue dive into my hole and the tell tale feeling of a beard as he eats me like I am his dinner, and he hasn’t eaten in days. This goes on for about 2 minutes – not long. And his mouth is gone. In seconds it is replaced with what must be a 9-inch-thick cock and there is no waiting. He drives in me balls deep in one go. He holds it there for a bit to allow me to adjust and accept his cock. “Fuck man, he took me in one go” he says to his mate. The pain quickly subsides, and I am in heaven as he slowly starts to fuck me. His mate is face fucking me and says, “don’t take too long, this guy is good. I don’t know how long I’ll last”. His mate responds, “I’m close. Hold on.” The guy face fucking me pulls out and is bending down in front of me and I can smell cigarette smoke on his breath and then a tongue is down my throat as he kisses me. He also has a beard, and I am rock hard now. As he does his mate almost yells, “here it comes, oh fuck” and he bottoms out and I can feel the cock swell and pulse as he pumps rope after rope of his seed inside me. His mate kisses me and says, “that’s a 3-day load mate”. His mate pulls out and I feel empty suddenly. They switch places and I am presented with a semi hard cock covered in arse juice and seed to clean. “Now for the 5-day load – it’s gonna be big”. He fucks me hard and fast as I clean off his mate’s cock. I can feel drops of his mates cum dripping down my crack as he fucks me. It is quick and in minutes he is growling as he bottoms out and I feel the tell-tale signs of his load painting my insides. He holds in there for almost a minute. It must be the biggest load I have taken yet. He slowly keeps fucking me and he is not going soft. I can hear the wet sloshing as his and his mate’s cum is being mixed up and leaking out as he fucks me. He then flips me over on to my back without pulling out and I am rock hard dripping pre-cum. His mate starts kissing me like a love sick school girl and jacking me off and I just can’t hold back anymore and I shoot what must be the biggest load I have ever shot all over my chest. This makes me clench my arse muscles and send the guy over the edge and I get a 2nd load off him without him even pulling out. He says to his friend, “pass that plug over. Don’t want to waste any of this” and I feel my butt plug inserted. I can hear him panting now and the guy kissing me steps away too. I hear the tell tale sounds of them pulling their pants up and it sounds like they are about to leave, when I feel a tongue suddenly licking up my cum off my chest and then a slow sensual kiss as I taste my own cum. When the cum is all gone the guy kisses me softly and then moves to my ear and whispers “did you like that?” I respond, “fuck yeah”. “Did you like eating that cum”. I respond, “very much”. “Good, cause it’s the last neg load you will ever shoot”. And they are gone. I take the blind fold off and there is two pieces of paper on the bed next to me. Both blood test results with the names removed. Both showing high viral loads and a message at the bottom of one saying “you know how to find us. Let us know when you join the brotherhood”. I wank again and shoot another load all over me. I fall asleep with the butt plug in and don’t remove it until morning. Nothing comes out – I absorbed it all!

I wrote a reply on the topic Seducing Your Dealer and received pv messages asking me about Troy, and how we met. So I guess I'll tell that little story. Troy was dating a friend of mine who was pretty straight-laced, Let me be blunt, he was boring. Don't get me wrong one of the nicest, honest, and devoted friends you could have. Troy on the other hand would have a drink in hand cracking jokes. His presence was out there, standing at 6 feet with medium dark brown skin, brown hazel eyes, slim well defined cut body, and as I would find out later a beautiful thick 9 1/2 cut dick. When he and I first met we hit it off, we clicked. I had never been with a black guy before, not to my taste, so I didn't think of him in that way. One night we were at my house having drinks and getting ready to head to the clubs. Troy comes up to me and shows me his pipe and asks if I want to party. I tell him if I start I won't want to stop and I won't want to be at a club. I'd rather be home on Bbrt looking to fuck. He puts the pipe away and tells me not to say anything his boyfriend doesn't know and asks What's my profile name, Little Latin Bro. We head to the club and have a great night but all I can think about is Troy's pipe and wanting to PNP. As soon as I get home I clean up, break out my pipe, and jump on BBRT, time to fuck. When I log in I have a message from Tall Back to Breeder, hmm? It's Troy. When the fuck did he have time to jump on Bbrt and look for me? The sneaky fucker is a cheating pnper [banned word]. I open up his profile and mother fuck he's a hot slam pig, watersports, [banned word], verbal and the list is long. He has all kinds of pics, cock in ass, cum on someone's face, cum covered chest, obviously he's a big shooter. Being the good friend I am I unlock my pics and reply to his message. Don't call me a nasty boy with a profile like yours pig man, lol. As I begin to read my messages I hear a knock on my door, MF I'm high, horny as fuck, and who the fuck is banging on my door at 3 in the morning? I open it and it's Troy holding his pipe, he says, Is now a good time? He walks in and sits on the couch, opens his bag pulls out a water bong, fills it with his water bottle, and loads it up. Asks if I have porn, which I tell him in my room, he gets up and walks to my room. He sets the pipe down and undresses to his boxers and tells me to put in a video as he lit up the pipe. He nods his head for me to come over and sit next to him ON MY BED, who put him in charge? Ok, I like him taking charge. He begins to drill me with questions about my experience with incest, how old, who, when, and what we did. With Ms. T running through my head, the porn, the memories, and the huge tent in his boxers I'm getting hornier by the second. He leans over and shotguns me. "So little cousin you like it when your older cousin comes over when your mom and dad aren't home gets you fucked up"? I know where this is going. I nod my head. "Good, first I'm going to teach you to suck my dick, I'm going to play with that tiny little hole of yours until you are begging me to fuck you crazy. Before I steal that cunt I'm going to slam you up. Then I'm going to turn that cunt into a sloppy wet pussy that I'm going to knock up. I'm going to make love to you at least 2 or 3 times before I leave. My babies will be so deep in you, that you'll think you're pregnant." Just then he leans over and begins to kiss me. I don't if it was the Tina or what, but what a fucking kiss. Deep passionate aggressive, I'm fucking jello. Next thing I'm on my back, he's on top of me, we're making out like lovers, and he's in charge. We roll over, his hands push me down. I lick and suck his pecs, nipples, and belly all the way down. I try to take his boxers off, not yet he says, "Suck my dick through them". For the next, I have no idea how many minutes he tells me what to do before he pulls his dick out and I swallow it. I guess it must have been an hour or so of me sucking him and him playing and eating my hole when he gets up and tells me to go wash my face, I look like a slut. He smiles and winks at me. He grabs my hand and leads me to the bathroom, we're both a mess. He stands over the toilet and says "I'm not pissing in you tonight, I'll leave that for next time". We both rinse our mouths and freshen up a bit then head back into the room. He tells me to sit on the bed grabs his black pouch and says, It's time, holding up two rigs. I made these after I read your profile. Ready little Cuz? He slams me and says "Don't worry" After he sees my dick goes soft (fucking tina dick) "That's not what I want. Mine has a little more to make my dick harder and fatter for you" I watch him hit himself and sure enough it goes straight to his dick. I'm spinning, on fire. I want that cock in me. He gets on top of me. We start kissing, he tells me he needs my cunt, he's gotta be in my pussy. He grabs the lube lifts my legs to his shoulders and pushes his fat head into me. Oh my fucking god I keep repeating until he's balls deep. We kiss and stay still until my insides rearrange to his big cock. Once he starts he goes for force at me. Making me plead and beg for more. I have no idea how long we went but he didn't lie. He came in me 3 times before he left. All night he kept telling me his nasty little cousin had the best ass cunt he's had in a long time. We became great PNP buddies.

Double Ass Up 2 So it's Thursday and I just got a text message from the other bottom guy I played with in the previous installment. We're planning on meeting up again tomorrow to both go ass up and take loads again but he just suggested we meet tonight for something different. I told him I was intrigued and he texted me a hotel name and room number and told me to meet him outside in 1/2 hour. When I got there he told me he's getting the urge to top again for the first time in years. I realized that actually sounded pretty good to me too. I also have not topped in an awfully long time. The room number he sent me was not one he had reserved, but some other anonymous guy who wold be ass up and ready in a dark room just like we were. He told me he had been messaging with this guy and it was his first time doing anything and that he was very inexperienced at being a bottom but excited to try this, just like we both had been our first time doing it. And the best part was this guy was neg, not on PrEP and pretty clueless. Hearing that made my little cock spring to attention. Knowing that both my new friend and I were recently pozzed and toxic as hell with that high VL of the recently converted. As we knew it would be the door was kept open by the little metal thing and we both went in. After taking a few seconds for our eyes to adjust to the darkness we spotted the guy in the middle of the bed, ass up just like he is supposed to be. We both wasted no time in dropping trou and with dicks already hard we climbed onto the bed, my friend started feeling up the bottoms ass while I reached under and started to stroke his dick. My friend lubed up from the bottle on the nightstand and inserted a lubed finger into the guy's hole causing him to moan out and then he pulled it out and pushed two fingers in, causing a louder moan. He then got into position and started to slide his dick head up and down in the guys crack until it found the guy's pucker and he started to push in. It took a second but his dick opened the guy's hole up and slid all the way inside until his pubes were brushing the guy's ass and his balls were nestled against his taint. He groaned out in pleasure as the bottom moaned again with pain and pleasure. He sat there for a second and I started slowly stroking the bottom's dick having acquired some lube from the bottle myself. I also held a fresh bottle of poppers under the bottom's nose which he inhaled greedily. As soon as the bottom was ready he pulled back out and then slammed back in. Then he started a jackrabbit rhythm, the air filled with the smell of lube, sweat and man sex and the sounds of skin slapping and moans and groans of pleasure. It wasn't long until I noticed my friend's pumping becoming more erratic and I saw his balls start to pull up so I knew he would be filling the bottom guy's ass with charged cum soon. My friend roared out and then as he pulled his dick out with a pop he whispered in the bottom's ear "you just took my poz load". I could see the bottom all of a sudden tense up, but I was already there and as my friend moved off I mounted the raised ass and shoved my cock into the now well fucked ass before he could escape. I was so excited that I was pounding away as fast as my friend had and also found that unlike normal, I was quickly close to cumming myself. I felt my friend massaging my balls as I was pumping and that pushed me over the edge and my cock started throbbing and I could feel the hot jets of my cum spraying as deep into the guy's ass as I could possibly get. I also realized I had be practically shouting "fuck fuck fuck" as I came. Ooops... hope the motel doesn't get pissed. Then again, this place is seedy as hell so probably not. Like my friend I also whispered in the guy's ear that I just gifted him a high VL poz load. Almost before I could finish I was pulled off by a big black guy who told me that he was next and to get out of the way. By this time the bottom guy was not fighting to get away at all and almost sobbing as he realized what was happening. I watched as the black guy slammed his dick in one stroke causing the bottom to squeal out. This guy's dick was at least twice as big as either my friend or I, not that in my case was saying much, but the black guy had to be at least 9" and thick as a Red Bull can. He quickly started long stroking the bottom and my eyes now well accustomed to the light I noticed a biohazard tattoo on his ass. Yep... 3rd poz load on it's way. It was then I noticed there were at least 7 or 8 other guys stroking their dicks and waiting their turn. My friend was on his knees sucking one guy who just got there to get him hard. I decided to do the same with the next guy through the door. Looking at the guys waiting I noticed that several of them also sported tattoos noting their status. My friend and I stayed until all the guys left and it seemed like nobody else was going to show up. We both took a second turn on the bottom. As we got ready to leave my friend told the guy that he had called all his "regulars" which is why so many had come. And I knew, why so many of them were poz and not on meds. The guy seemed a little shell shocked but my friend told him he'd be OK and to get tested in a week or so and then get back to him. So later that night my friend texted me again about tomorrow night. He told me it would be "Triple Ass Up", because the other bottom guy would be joining us. He figured since it was already guaranteed he was pozzed up he might as well jump in all the way. I like the way he thinks! Continue?

Part 3 I lay in a puddle on the floor, slowly loosing control of my limbs. My breathe hummed as it flowed through my lungs. The low light in the room brightened between a crimson and down to a blood red. Before me stood four men, real men. Not the whimpering plaything that laid on the ground like a sow waiting to be fucked. Doug and Jim smoked their cigarettes, jerked each other and chatted while Jim clicked through a selection of porn on the TV. Doyle was chatting with someone in the doorway while Doyle prepped a rig. My eyelids slowly rose and fell. My mouth agape and drooling while waiting for the next cock to fill it. My eyes adjusted to the stranger in the doorway. That dim red light exploded into a golden hue as we locked eyes. A bald portly man, larger frame with a beer belly about six foot. A fur carpet ran up his tummy and chest and flowed down his back. He sported a long beard, pure silver. What mesmerized me was what was between his legs though. I had given praise to Jim's set but Roger's dwarfed them. Two grapefruits swung low on him. The most massive set I had ever seen in person and I instantly new I needed them and the sweet cum that they contained. His semi erect cock stood at half mast with his foreskin still enveloping his tip with a generous amount still left over. He was only about 4 inches semi-soft but he was almost as thick of my plug I had worn all day. He caught me staring and winked and then focused on Doyle who was about to administer a shot. The porn on the tv played but I could only understand the grunts and groans. Jim and Doug, finished with their conversation and made their way over to me. Cocks at the ready. Doug pressed his curved penis into my already open mouth and my lips wrapped down on it and got to work. Jim bent down and chewed loudly on Doug's nipples. I made sure to be aware enough to swirl my tongue around Doug and massage his nuts. He didn't want to throat fuck me which was pleasant at this moment. Just every second I could focus on sucking his member. Doyle and Roger where still in the corner. Roger lifted his arm above his head and gave a loud cough. His glorious balls tremored. Doug relinquished his control of mouth and offered it to Jim. All these men wanted to use me. Jim seemed like he wanted to hurt me. He lacked the nicety that Doug granted my mouthhole. He slammed his cock in and out of it punching the back of my throat. Had I offended him in one of our last encounters? Or did he simply need to punish this cunt for being the receptacle that it was born to be? "This worthless fucking pig needs a bit more I think. You think that too faggot?" I could only respond with gurgles, spit pouring out in gushes between my lips and his meat. He wasn't wait for a response either way. Doyle and Roger had gathered slower. Doug leaned over and locked lips with Doyle, their hands rubbing up and down their bodies. Roger again locked eyes with me watching Jim fuck my poor mouth. My head was spinning from the tina, the lsd and Jim taking advantage of mouth but my eyes closed in on him like a beam of light. His look before had been one of friendly introduction but now his eyes were wide and his mouth agape with pure lust. Where he once saw a person now lay a plaything for him. He could have anything he ever wanted of me and I would offer it. Jim picked up pace punishing me. My mouth was flooded with spit and precum. Doyle had moved to begin sucking Rogers now fully erect cock. His foreskin still flowing over it like a deflated balloon. A pang of jealously sparked in me. Doug who was clearly enthusiastic for the torment Jim was giving me, grabbed my hair forcing me down further onto his penis. It began hitting the back and my eyes were pouring tears. I gagged and cried but no one wanted to help me. My oxygen was running out and I didn't know how to express my distress. They all knew I was nothing more than a plastic fucktoy this evening. "FUCK. FUCK. FUCK. I'M CUMMING BABY. I'M CUMMING. FUCK YOUUUUU." He erupted into my mouth and between the gathered juices I did not now how big a load he shot. I gulped down the filthy mix and the sweet taste of jism erupted my taste buds. He pulled out and raised his hands to his brow to fling the sweat from it. Some of it fell into mouth and joined the elixir. Without hesitation Roger jumped down to join mouths with me. His tongue slapped around gulping the juices down his throat. He never stopped staring in my eyes. Was this loving gentleman the nasty beast that had heard of earlier? He roughly kissed me as our share of the cum covered both us. "Damn I think it likes you. You want some of its ass?" Barked Jim as he yanked me from the floor and away from my king "Now that I've tasted him I want all of him. Let's drag him over here" said Roger. Were my dreams about to come through as I joined DNA with him? Jim pulled my body over to a sling. My legs were barely working and he had to tug me the full way. I stood up in front of the sling and Jim pushed me into it with such force I was afraid the hooks would be ripped from the ceiling. He definitely had to hurt this whore tonight. They all lined up around me, caressing me and pulling my soft cock. These gods around me were gracious enough to focus on me. A worthless cumslut not worthy of it. My eyes again teared up in gratitude that they would share their seed with me. Roger presented himself at my open asshole. He shimmered in the room and appeared a golden light around him. "Baby boy. Do you want my cock in you? "y-y-y-es. I want your cock in me." "Say it again. You want my raw cock in you." "I want your raw cock in me, Daddy" "That's a good boy. That's a good boy" he repeated as his slowly pushed his beer can into my hungry boybutt. "That's a good boy..." I thanked god that they had taken the mercy to open up my asshole before Roger's monster had entered me. I was dull to the pain but nerves sent sent the message to my brain that something terrible was entering my poor rectum. He slide inch by inch and was fully in not soon after. I could feel his massive nutsack resting against my cheeks. His gentleness continued as he waited for my butt to acclimate to this girth. He leaned down close to my ear and whispered low so that they other men couldn't hear. "It's gonna be ok, baby boy. I'm gonna take care of you. You're gonna be ok with me." He slowly increased his thrusts. My eyes shot into the back of my head and he quickly attached his lips to mine. The taste of Jim's sperm still lingering on our tongues. Doyle and Doug gave me a soft encouraging smile, I assumed to me taking this next step into total whoredom. I weakly returned one. When I turned to Jim I saw nothing but disgust. His eyes told me that I should be ashamed for taking raw cock from strangers high out of my mind. He saw nothing but a depraved useless slut who was only for dumping a load in. I didn't know which side I believed more. Roger's full weight pressed into my chest. He must have been at least 260. His chest hair entangled with mine our nipples rubbed close as his gut sink. Our forms fit perfect. A male in the wild will bite down on a bitch to assure his breeding. Roger clamped down on my earlobe after licking it so gently before. His primal instincts were kicking in and something told him he had to lock me down so I wouldn't run away from his seed. As if I could or would. The thrusting increased. "Man, look at that slut taking that monster. "What a pig" Doug said with encouragement. I was so happy he was proud of me. He spit down into my open mouth to accent his compliment and I swallowed it humbly. I peered over to see Roger had never lost eye contact with me. His pupils flared to the edge and burned sweet lustful desires into my heart. I had always needed this man and now He had me. The passion between us caused Doug to blow his load. A shotglass full of cum blasted over our faces and dripped down Roger into my mouth and eyes. It burned but I couldn't turn my gaze from my daddy and all the love he was giving to my asshole. He began to snarl and grunt as his cock fell in and out of me. Finally his eyes closed shut and the girth of his meat pulsed and radiated through my entire body. "BABY, BABY, BABY, YOU GOT MY LOAD. YOU GOT MY LOAD" as he rested in me. The squirts seemed to go on forever. He leaned back in close with his face an inch from mine. "You happy baby?" "mmmmmm" I released in pleasure. "You like my load?" "I loooove your DNA inside me" "You want more?" "Yes daddy, I want more of you in me" "First one to cum in you tonight. Promise me I'll be the last to come in you. Promise? "I promise daddy. You be the last one to cum in me." We sealed our promise with a soft kiss. Like a promise in a fairy tale. He pulled his meat from my sloppy cunt and stepped to the back. Doyle took his place standing in front of my hole. To be continued...

Ohh yes a cum filled dirty stained gloryhole makes the sex much much more sleazy dirty and horny. The smell of musky ass, smelly unwashed cock, heavy piss scent, dried cum, fresh cum.... knowing that lots of dirty horny cocks and ass have been in contact with that hole makes it for me even more dirty sex. I love it knowing that by sticking my cock through a used hole my cock .. my whole crotch gets in contact and covered with other mens DNA. I love the strong smelly stuff very much. My cock also does always carry a heavy smell and taste... always. It even has smegma. I on occasion I have seen with my eyes (3some, cottaging sex, gangbang) that several cocks (mostly from lorry drivers) present where smelly, unwashed, plain dirty. And they slid bare up an ass.. fucked and unload there smelly cum. And than it was my turn to slide in that very smelly fuckhole. I go mental... fucking ass smelling these heavy smells. Just love this very animal way of having sex. Who likes this also?

Taking in the news that Jack, my son, has gotten into the party scene… It feels like I just slammed again for the very first time. Hearing the rentman in the next room got lit with my boy and fucked him in LA last spring was jolting, like the whoosh of that first point, the sudden drop in your chest and feeling of whoa. Then realizing all the different avenues this opened up for the sex between us... that was like being wrapped in a warm blanket of ecstasy. And now, like any slam rush, I am about to fuck the rentman senseless. But unlike topping after I have slammed, where I shove my cock up the nearest available and consenting hole without even bothering to lube it up, I am approaching rentman’s ass a little more thoughtfully. “Tell me.” I’m standing in the doorway of the bathroom, erection jutting forward. It takes rentman a few seconds to notice, transfixed as he was by the video of my boy getting spitroasted by two gorgeous black daddies he told me he found online, and who had become more than fuck buddies. And this video is transfixing. I almost lose my train of thought recalling the day Anthony told me about these guys. They were his west coast dads. I hadn’t met them yet - and with what rentman just told me, I understand why, these guys definitely like to party. They may have been the ones who got Jack lit the first time. But Jack had told me a lot about them. He had been vague on how they met. But he had been very detailed in other areas. The home cooked meals, and once a month, a trip to Roscoe’s in Hollywood for Chicken and Waffles. When he bought his car - an 84 El Camino he was determined to restore, they helped him find a good mechanic and a better body shop. The older one, Dave, even taught him how to do laundry the proper way, a lesson I had failed to impart despite repeated efforts over 18 years. And of course, they took him to the bathhouses and circuit parties. Judging by the dilated pupils I’m just now noticing Jack has in this, and probably other videos, they took him to plenty of other parties as well. I stare at these two beautiful Black men, each of them drilling my boy’s cunt, my boy screaming out in absolute perverted ecstasy, and my cock is painfully hard. I’m leaking so much precum it looks like I’m low key pissing. Feeling playful, and wanting to get rentman’s attention, I start helicoptering my dick, dousing him, myself, the bed and everything else in the immediate vicinity. He’s surprised at first, but I picked a good little pig to fuck tonight, and he’s on his knees licking it off his arms and my legs. He’s got that lustful look in his eye that you can only get when you’re high, a look that says ‘I’m using you to use me.’ It’s the kind of look I’ve given plenty of men, and plenty more have given me. It’s a look that makes my painfully erect cock bounce uncontrollably. Rentman sees my dick jerking on it’s own accord, and he actually whimpers. Like a puppy. There is nothing in the universe he wants, needs, more right now than to get pounded long and hard. Not oxygen. Not water. Not food or validation or respect. Just my cock. And more crystal. He crawls over on all fours, mirroring the video playing where Jack is crawling to the second Daddy - Derek - after being bred by Dave. Rentman starts sniffing and licking my cock, my balls, my taint, my hole. But I stop him “Tell me,” I repeat. And he’s puzzled for a second. I can see it click in his head. “Oh, you mean the kid in the video? He was so much fun. Insatiable little cum slut. I met him at a bathhouse called Flex. “ Oh I know Flex. Doesn’t surprise me in the least that my boy would like it there; the first time I went I said “this is my kinda trashy.” “Anyway, I was with a client, this doctor I fuck once a month. Dude flies me out there, loves getting fucked by me. Terrible lay though. Doesn’t know how to bottom and since he’s a doctor you can’t tell him anything. So I’m finishing with the Doctor, and I go outside to smoke a cigarette. I see this cute blond twink sucking a bunch of cocks around the hot tub. I sit and watch the show for a minute, but it gets broken up when the staff comes around - you’re not supposed to fuck in the water, apparently. Well, I swoop in immediately and invite him back to my room. One of the big ones with a big bed.” He takes a long hit off the bong, slowly exhales, blows a couple of smoke rings on my dick. “He laid down on the bed and turned the porn on, and then he looked at my reflection in the mirror - I don’t know why but I found that so hot - and asks me where the party’s at. I didn’t think anything of it, everyone gets high there, so I pulled out my bong and torch, told the kid to help himself. I had smoked plenty with the Doctor. The kid took 3 or 4 big rips and was flying. He got on all fours and started shaking his ass, wiggling it and licking his lips, still keeping eye contact through the reflection in the mirror.” He pauses for another rip off the bong. “I’ve never had someone ask me to eat their ass that way but it was such a fuckin turn on. So I fucked him for an hour or two, and then I had to leave to get to my next client. Gave him a couple of rocks and some G tho so I’m sure he stayed turnt that whole night. Where’d you find this video by the way? I love homemade porn, and I bet a bunch of my clients will as well.” Instead of answering his question, I said “show me.” I can hear the slightest trace of annoyance in his voice when he says “show you what? Mind if I take another hit?” The second question he asks as he’s in the process of taking a hit, he’s reached that point of being spun where he cannot begin to care about anything but his own dick and hole. I love a good rentman. “Show me how you fucked the boy in that video. Pretend I’m him. Fuck me just like you fucked him.” Rentman is amused but also turned on, I can see he’s going to comply. “Well, first thing then you’ll have to take a bunch of rips off the bong.” One, two, three, four major clouds later, I’m shaking with anticipation and the drugs. My heart is racing, my dick is bouncing, my asshole puckering, eager to be opened up by this stud and then fucked senseless. Just like I fuck Jack. Rentman stands up, puts his hand on my chest, and pushes me onto the bed. Wordlessly, he grabs my calves and pulls them up, getting me flat on my back. He sees the precum flowing freely from my cock, and dabs a finger on my dick head, drawing back a long strand he takes in his mouth and hungrily devours. He drops to his knees, and I know what’s coming next. I feel his hot breath in my crack, the scruff of his beard causing a little bit of friction that I find pleasurable, and leaving the musk of my asshole all over his face, which is a major turn on for both of us. And then I feel his tongue slowly licking my asshole. Lapping at it, the way a dog laps up some water. The way I lap at Jack’s hole. This goes on for 10 minutes or so, as he keeps feeding me shotguns, trying to get me as spun as humanly possible. After spitting on my hole one last time, He stands up, and repositions me so that the porn is behind him, “so you can watch” and he gestures to his phone. I make a quick decision. “Hold up a second.” I get up, and go to the bathroom. “Let’s do this right.” I open my toiletries case and pull out two syringes that I had preloaded, .5 each. I don’t party that often, and I slam even less, but after giving a great speech at a very lucrative conference and finding out that my boy is just as much of a meth craved cock whore as I am… Well, I knew this would be one of the nights where I go balls to the wall. I walk back out and rentman is taking more hits off the bong. He looks up, sees the syringes, and licks his lips, subconsciously echoing Jack’s invitation to lick his ass. “Can you admin yourself?” Rentman nods. I hand him the syringe, and he starts prepping his forearm with an alcohol wipe. I do the same. We pull the cap off the points simultaneously, but rentman quickly puts his back on, stands up and grabs his jockstrap, jeans and shirt. For a second I think he’s about to leave, but then he sets the phone down to record. Ah, he’s one of those guys I think to myself, and I decide to follow suit, as it were, putting my clothes back on too. Whenever I stumble across a slamming video, I think its so hot the way the guys take all their clothes off and start playing with their dicks almost immediately, no matter whether they are top bottom or side. Clearly rentman enjoys it too, and is one of the guys who gets dressed just so he can slam and get naked again. Thanks to rentman’s roided out body, his veins are huge and easy to hit. Mine are too, although that’s more from a lifetime of clearing the brush on the 2 acre lot my house sits on. Both of us insert our needles at the same time, his registers just a fraction of a second before mine does. We both push the plunger down, and I’m feeling the rush even before I pull the needle out. “Holy shit,” is all rentman says, as he starts coughing and taking off his clothes. “Fuck yeah” is all I say, through an even stronger cough. The warmth of the rush is almost overwhelming, as I rip my clothing off, literally ripping the shirt I had just put back on. “Come here.” Rentman’s voice has changed, lost all it’s playfulness and charm. Only lust and domination remain. I get on all fours and crawl to him, the same way he crawled to me, the same way Jack’s gonna be crawling to the both of us (I’ve already decided). “On your back. Spread those cheeks apart. Let me see that cunt.” I follow his instructions with enthusiasm. My asshole is puckering uncontrollably, begging for his cock, which is hard as steel and thicker than anything I’ve taken in a long, long time. “You want it like that kid? Well here you go.” He shoves his whole dick up my ass in one sudden thrust, and even though it’s painful, I take it in stride. I even look up at him and, feeling my playful side return, say “is it in?” Rentman gets a wicked smile across his face, right before lightly slapping me across the cheek. “Is it in? You tell me.” He starts thrusting wildly, slamming his dick into me over and over. I notice he’s matched the pace of the video, where Dave is once again fucking Jack. I’m in the same position as my boy is in the video, and I’m loving it almost as much as he is. My cock is rock hard and I start jacking it furiously while rentman continues his unrelenting assault on my ass. “Fuck oh yeah fuck me fuck that cunt give it to me fuck yes oh my god fuck me.” I can’t tell if it’s me saying this, Jack saying it in the video, or if I’m even saying it outloud, I’m that fucked up on the crystal. But except for the first night with Jack, this is the most intense sex I’ve had in years. Maybe because I’m pretending to be Jack. I don’t bottom very often, and Jack hasn’t even mentioned the possibility of me topping him - something I’ve been meaning to ask him because he clearly knows how to top, and from the videos and webcams I’ve watched, he enjoys it. “Yeah you like that big fat dick slamming in you? Dirty meth whore. You should fly us out to LA and we can take turn on that kid. I bet he’d love to get DP’d by the two of us.” Sweat is pouring off his forehead and chest, it feels like rain washing over me, and I’m just as thoroughly sweaty. Both of us are close to cumming. Rentman quickens his pace, I can feel his cock somehow get harder and harder in my hole. My own dick is covered in precum, and I’m jerking it in pace with rentmant’s powerful thrusts. “We don’t need to go to LA. He’s only an hour away,” I say, keeping eye contact with rentman as his orgasm continues to build. “Oh yeah, how do you know that?” “Because he’s my son, and you and I are going back to my house to get him high and fuck him senseless.” It’s enough to send rentman over the edge, as he busts a huge nut in my hole, I can feel 10, 12 spurts of his cum hitting inside me. That, in turn, sends me over the edge, and I shoot an equally large load all over his chest, my stomach, my face, a few arcs even hitting the TV, where Jack has just shot his own load all over himself. The two Black daddies in the video are panting just as hard as rentman and me. I point to the screen, ask rentman if he knows either guy - there’s a tiny snippet at the very end where they both show their faces. “Oh shit that’s Derek and Dave. Yeah I know them. They used to be porn actors before starting their own studio. I’ve actually done a couple of scenes for them.” My face breaks out into a smile of unrestrained deviance. “Get them on the phone.”

I'm an evil twink. My latest conquest was a muscled Italian stud with a gold wedding band. Nothing gets me hornier than being a straight married man's side piece. Knowing he has a wife and kids at home sends me over the edge. He has been coming over to my place every week for the past couple months straight from his office. And I wait for him ass up, ready to take a pounding. The problem was that he doesn't trust me enough to fuck raw. I dreamt of his huge thick Italian cock sliding in my pink raw hole. It's all I'd been craving. After he'd leave, every time I'd rummage like a raccoon through the waste basket for his used condom. I have eaten it, tried pouring it into my hole, and even inserted the dirty rubber in my hungry hole. Not the same. Anyone remember Mark Bentson's famous top ten stealthing tips? I loved reading his site iblastinside back in the day. There were two tips for bottoms that I felt tempted to try. "If you control the condom, you control the whole trick. Condom brand selection can be the most difficult but luckily there’s always someone giving some away for free, either at sex clubs or doctor’s offices. Grab a handful. I find the colorful generic Durex brand brings me the most luck. Generally, you can’t find the bulk ones, but I did at Drugstore.com where there’s some variety packs there. My favorite seem to be Durex Rainbow Color. OPTION 1 The season (at least in the Northern Hemisphere) is getting perfect to begin preparation. Put your condoms in your car for a few days, especially if you can sit them on your dashboard. Then bring them inside and put them into your freezer straight from the extreme heat. Then take them back outside to the car. Doing this a few times — extreme heat, extreme cold — really breaks them down but only once or twice helps. OPTION 2 Pinpricks through the wrapper and the condom if you don’t have the time or patience to switch off with the extreme temperature technique is also fine. I recommend getting a very small pin and only poking though the side with the printing on the condom wrapper. If you are careful, this leaves the see-through side intact; tampering there is more likely to be seen." I performed both options on the only pack of condoms I had. Now for the next step. "Yes, bottoms can stealth, as many of them told me. But in many cases, they aren’t in the driver’s seat, so to speak, since they cede control to the top. However, here’s a few things a bottom can do if there’s options to do so. First and foremost, get rid of all condom-safe lubricants but not the bottles they came in (maybe not all… when you do have the barebacker over, you might prefer one). Fill up these “safe for condom use” bottles with oil or petroleum lubricants. Now let’s say you’re going to his place to use his condoms and his lube. After you’re all cleaned out, take a nice glob of petroleum jelly and coat your insides. By the time you’re there, your pussy will be dripping for him (and won’t be a very friendly environment for condoms)." The next time my Italian stud was due to come over, I fingered my hole with a giant glob of Vaseline. My little twink cock stiffed up at the thought of getting his bare dick. I couldn't help but moan while I lubed myself. Naughty boy. My man finally arrived, straight from his work, dressed in his suit and tie. "Come here you sexy fucker." He growled while hastily undressing. I kissed him deeply, cupping his strong jaw and holding him close, as his large hands groped my body, finding my pert ass. "Daddy I missed you." I said between kisses. "I miss your hot mouth, son." He smirked as he pushed my head down to his crotch. "Daddy loves your holes." I moaned as I worked his cock, swallowing his thick girthy cock deep and sucking like a pro. "Good boy," he said as I looked up at him with my mouth wrapped around his dick. He tapped my cheek and signaled me to the bed, while grabbing one of my prepared condoms from the nightstand. I got on all fours with my jockstrapped ass in the air, anxiously looking back to see how he was making out with the tampered condom. He seemed to have put it on without issue and lubed it up. Game time. He slipped his cock in with some effort, but finally he got to pounding my ass doggy. I took a hit of poppers and melted into the bed, my hole eagerly accepting each thrust. My ass clapped as his hips slammed against me, his sweat mixing with the lube. Heaven. I prayed that he wouldn't notice when the condom broke. Not wanting to risk getting caught, I thought maybe cowboy would be a better position. I signaled for him to lay down and I managed to see that his dick was still wrapped up before I sat on him. I wonder why it hasn't broken yet. "Take daddy's dick." He instructed. I began to bounce on his lap, thrusting his cock deep in and out. I kept a good rhythm, making sure to clench my ass on each ascent, in an effort to rip the condom off with my ass. We reached a frenzy when I finally felt a snap inside me as I rode him. I watched his face to see if he could tell what happened. As far as I could tell, he didn't notice, but his eyes rolled back into his head and moaned deeply. He was cumming inside me. He held me down on his cock as he unloaded, grunting as each rope of cum coated my guts. I was in cumdump heaven, finally bred and seeded by this hunk of a man. I got what I deserved. After a moment of rest, I got up, making sure to clench my hole to keep everything inside. "Oh shit I think the condom came off." He said, as his cock slipped out of me bare. "Damn really?" I feigned surprise. Still holding his cum and rubber inside me, I promised him that I was healthy and he had nothing to worry about. I kept up the act until he left. Afterwards, I inserted a butt plug to hold his seed inside me, I needed his babies to soak in me as long as possible. Did I feel a little guilty? Yes. But was it worth it? Hell yes! Please don't judge me.

Of the places I've lived: Denver would have to be my favorite. That is where I spent most of my 30's and started going to bathhouses. In addition to the great orgies at he baths, there were also tearooms, parks and bars were I knew I could duck out to pretty much anytime I had a few minutes and at least get sucked and sucked usually more. I spent my late 20's in Dallas, and have some great memories of hooking up in the parks, tearooms, and ABS there. I got a lot of sex, but can only imagine what it would have been like if I had been more adventurous. I spent my early 20's in various places in Illinois and never seemed to have much trouble hooking up in any of the larger towns or no trouble at all if I made the trek to Chicago., (or St Louis and Indianapolis for that matter) Minneapolis, I've never actually lived there but have worked there for extended periods of time for the last 20 years. Sadly they don't have any bathhouses, but there is plenty of sex to be had in parks and tearooms and hooking up but not fucking at the gay bars. I've also recently discovered there is a "house" party, that is essentially a sex club, 3 nights a week where you can show up pay $20 and fuck your brains out for 3 hours. I've been lucky enough to travel to a lot of places for work and vacations and have had some great sex: LA, at least for CumUnion parties can't be beat. The group pig action I find at the LAX Sanctuary hosted events is exactly what I need to satisfy my inner slut after being stuck blue balling for months on end where I live now. Bathhouse sex (although the CumUnions at 1350 were poor cousins to the ones held at Sanctuary) and warehouse parties are also sure fire bets for me. Palm Springs, even beats Denver for ease of hooking up. I've never struck out at CCBC and have recently discovered that I need to add the Barrack's underwear nights to my Palm Springs itineraries. San Diego, I used to have a lot of fun at the Vulcan bathhouse and still find plenty of fun at a particular beach. Just about any bigger town in the midwest and mountain west US or central Canada (from the Rockies to western Ontario, I can find plenty of like minded men to satisfy my sexual needs.

Thanks for the replies, gents. Just a little info, this is a true story. Troy and I aren't real cousins he was just feeding into my fetish for incest. I might write more about us but I'm thinking of writing about some of my other adventures with incest roleplay. Believe it or not, I've had hotter.

I have great sexual memories from all over the country. I always travel with potential sex play as part of the equation. Here are some highlights from my sexpig life so far. Palm Springs: CCBC, Always stayed for Palm Springs Leather Pride and was immersed in a week of sexual use from waking to sleeping. I could get used til I was exhausted at like 3am, crawl into bed, ass gaped nd leaking, sleep hard and deep for 5 hours, wake up, stumble out of my room and into a sling and continue the public promiscuous play. SF: Folsom St. Far: cock hanging out in public, getting fucked and fisted in public and solid night time sex parties for several days, including a CumUnion party i was so used at the by the last of the 33 guys t use me, i was so gaped, the top jerked off inside my ass. The cum and lube leaked thru my clothing and left a wet spot on the seat of my Uber. I was pig proud Cleveland OH: CLAW: Every year I have attended has been amazing, both in sexual use and the guys I have met. I have also gotten to be the demo bottom for the Fisting Basis class for multiple years (which I do with the same instructor at Pig Week), a demo guy for the sounding class, and given my own seminar on the Power and Philosophy of Promiscuous Living. Being a high use service mare at 2023 Horse Market was a huge highlight for this pig. NYC: Cock Bar: In addition to solid sex play hookups, my most recent visit included getting fisted in front of patrons at the Cock Bar by one of the dancers. I went on to orally service him and another dancer and have sex with multiple patrons in the main bar and the bathrooms.. These are my people Atlanta GA: Home: so many great memories here even before I moved here. One highlight is chronicled on this site by another member who watched the heavy use I endured and indulged in at a CumUnion. At the most recent Atlanta Dominion BDSM party, in addition to being fucked and fisted openly by guys, I was sounded and then cathed by an real life EMT in medical gear, while i was enjoying the pleasure of that, he slid his fist in me and I was in the Pleasure stratosphere. Orlando FL: I lived in Orlando and never wanted for sexual use. My highlights range from heavy use at Club Orlando bathhouse to the point i was late meeting friend for dinner because I couldn't say no to guys still wanting to use me, and I'd been there all day playing to the blow out fisting party my husband arranged on our trip last week to ensure i was fully sexed to the max. Having sex with a housekeeping Cast Member is also a huge highlight. Only happened once but I would welcome it again any time. Fort Lauderdale FL: Grew up here. Always attend the 10-day sex marathon that is Pig Week. So many highlights here...from filming as one of the porn star for the gangBang Lottery, to being kept poppered up at a sex party by one guy while others took turns in me til i just hung open so wide i had to sleep in a diaper that night so much cum an lube was leaking out of me, to being in a public fisting chain at one of the parties to being on my back on a low stage at the psycho circus party, lubed up, poppered up and a throng of guys gathered around watching us power bottoms taking hours of use and waiting turns to play in us so tat my ass was never without a hand or penis in it (sometimes both at once) for more than a few seconds)...

Part 31 Watching Kevin approach the bed with two liquid-filled syringes in his hand I listened as Drew explained to me and my son how this was going to be done. "Okay, Jer," he stated in a husky voice, "we're going to give you your slam first. You already know what to expect and how fucking great the rush feels when it hits you." "Fuck yeah I do!" Jeremy answered eagerly. Still talking to Jeremy but looking in my face Drew continued. "As soon as the waves hit you we're going to give Daddy, I mean your dad, his slam. As soon as it hits him he's going to push his cock inside your spasming ass. That will give your ass a jolt like you can't imagine and your ass is going to suck your dad's cock balls deep in you so you'll both feel hornier than ever together at the same time. Okay?" he asked us both. Jeremy didn't hesitate to let us know he was ready and I nodded excitedly at Drew. I watched Kevin fasten the belt around Jeremy's arm as I'd seen him do not too long ago on the computer. I was so engrossed in watching Kevin and Jeremy I was startled when Ryan took my left arm and began tying it off. He grinned at my astonished look and said, "Want to get you set for your slam stud so we can give it to you as soon as Jeremy feels his." I nodded my understanding and watched him mirror what Kevin was doing to my son. I saw both needles inserted to our respective veins then both syringes filling with our blood and mixing with the contents of the glass tubes. Then Kevin said, "Here it comes boy," as he pushed the plunger all the way down sending more of the liquified drug into Jeremy's system, while Ryan held mine steady until it was time. Just as before I saw Jeremy shudder and arch his back and heard him gasping for air as he was wracked with a series of powerful coughs. Then Jeremy began writhing on the bed, moving his hands all over his muscled torso, and we all heard a primal growl start in his throat and build quickly. At that point I was no longer able to watch the slam's progression on my boy as I heard Kevin say, "Do it," and I stared as Ryan gave me my first slam. Just as I was thinking I wasn't feeling anything, then WHAM! My head snapped backwards, my head and heart were pounding loud and hard, I felt a tightening in my chest and an almost deafening roaring in my ears. My body started shivering and convulsing and I was sure I was having a fatal heart attack. Deep coughs began in tandem with all of these things then it seemed my mind went silent. I was vaguely aware of two things: I could hear Jeremy still coughing as if from a distance, and my whole psyche and being were fixated on the need to have all the hot sweaty raw nasty sex I could. As I felt that need rapidly growing I heard Drew beside me saying what I ached to hear. "Now, Daddy Justin," he whispered even as he took hold of my throbbing cock. "Fuck your son! Slide your dirty cheating incestuous daddy dick inside Jeremy's fucking ass! Fuck him until you breed him stud!" With those words he let loose of my raging shaft as it pressed against Jeremy's burning 19 year-old hole and and was almost sucked into his flexing fuck chute! Jeremy's ass was still convulsing and spasming as I slid deeper and deeper into the warm wet for*idden places no father's cock is ever supposed to enter - my own son's ass! Tighter than any of the other three asses I'd been in today and more satisfying than I could have imagined. And more erotic because of the fact that it WAS my son I now had my bare cock buried in, something society called wrong and evil and despicable. I didn't give a damn what society said - this felt too good. Fucking my jock son Jeremy's cum-filled ass with the cock that had fucked him into existence. My head started to clear and I became aware of Jeremy's hands clawing at my back, his strong legs wrapped tightly around my waist, and his raspy voice crying out, "OH FUCK YESSS! Fuck me dad! Gawd you feel so fucking good in my ass! Pound me! Fuck me! Fill me up with your cum! Fucking do it!!" Bellowing in raw lust-filled carnality, I began fucking in and out of the hole impaled on my dick. We were both spewing profanity and vulgarity as our moans echoed around the room. Too soon, I felt my orgasm ready to explode. Suddenly I knew I wanted to be looking into Jeremy's eyes when I started to breed him with my incestuous cum. I caught Drew's eye and managed to moan out, "The blindfold. Take it off! I want him to see my face when I cum in him! Now! Do it! I'm about to cum!" As I slammed home one final time into my hot son's cum hungry hole and I felt the first eruption of my seed blasting from my piss slit, Drew grabbed the blindfold and yanked it off and I was looking deep into Jeremy's confused horny face as I cried out, "Take your dad's cum, son!" (to be continued)

Double Ass Up So I was on one of those location based phone apps... You know which one. I saw a profile on there which had a nice looking ass with a cream pie dripping out of it. I sent a message complimenting him "Nice creampie, I love taking them too". He replies back "Thanks, you have a nice ass too". I asked him "You on PrEP?". His reply "Nope". Me "Me neiter. You're going to get knocked up!". Him "Probably." Me "Me too". He says "I'm hosting in my motel room, if you can split it with me you can come over and take some loads too". Me "Sounds great, what hotel and room number?" He sends me the number so I take a quick shower, get cleaned out and head over, it's only a couple miles away over along IH35. When I get there he lets me in, the room is dark and we leave the door proped open with the little bar thing. I strip down like he is, just to jock underwear and we both get up on the bed ass up. It doesn't take long before we hear the door open and shadows enter the room. I feel a hand rub my ass and I can see that his is also being checked out. Two tops. Very soon I hear him groan out in pleasure and a grunt from his top guy and I know he's getting it. I also feel fingers checking out my already lubed hole. They pull out then I feel the head of my top guy's dick sliding in my ass crack until it pushes inside causing me to groan out as well and my top guy to give his own grunt. Then all I can hear is moans and groans and flesh slapping. I'm feeling nothing but pleasure as the big dick pounding me is rubbing my prostate just right making my little cock drip into my jock. All of a sudden my top stops and pulls out. "Switch?" he asks the other top. I hear the other top grunt out "OK" and he stops. I feel them moving around behind us and suddenly my hole is stretched wider than it has ever been and the big dick just keeps pushing in until I feel wiry pubes on my cheeks. I can't help but moan out because it burns a little, like a dick hasn't done in me in a long time. Very soon I feel him pull back out and then he pushes in hard and fast so I can feel is massive balls smack my taint and then he really goes to town. Both tops are pounding us like crazy. The room is filled with the sounds and smells of raw man sex. I'm interrupted by my head being pulled up by my hair a dick in my face which I accept into my mouth. More tops have showed up. It's going to be a good night. Soon I feel the huge dick in my ass start to throb and the guy pushes all the way in and holds it there as I feel jet after jet of hot cum being pumped deep inside me. I head the other bottom's top guy growl out "take my poz load you slut!". My top guy whispers in my ear "you just got a 5 day high VL load too". Before I can even process that, the guy that was in my mouth has pulled out and is moving behind me. I have a chance to look around a little and I see there must be a dozen guys standing around stroking themselves and getting ready to use both of us. And they do. One after another until the wee hours of the morning. After the last ones leave both myself and the other bottom guy are left laying together on the bed in puddles of cum, with dried cum spots all over each of us, and our holes gaping and drippng seed. I ask him "how many loads do you think we took?" He says he personally lost count after 14, and he was sure I took as many as he did. That sounded true to me too. We took turns rinsing off and getting dressed and then left, exchanging mobile numbers. A couple weeks later I got a text from him saying "We should do that again soon" I texted back "Hell yes, but I won't need to be worried about being impregnated next time". I'd been to the clinic and got my results. He texted me "Me either, my pregnancy test just came back Pozitive". We made arrangements to do it again... Looking forward to it this Friday.

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Got a message from this guy I have played with before once or twice. He is young 30s and I guess i would describe him as a quiet pig. Didn't meet him on a bb site but on Adam and we started talking and I asked for it bb and he was cool with it. Found out later he actually is really into it and does it all the time and he might even be poz (hasn't been tested in a very long time he says, but he fucks poz guys). Fast forward to today when he says he needs to blow a load and he is at his office which is about 15min from me. I cleaned out quick, rammed a plug in me and rushed over. He let me in his office which is in one of those suburban office complex district with a bunch of businesses all mixed together. He took me up to his floor with a bunch of cubicles. We went into a conference room and closed the blinds. I dropped to my knees and undid his jeans to get to his cock. I only sucked it for a short time because he was rock hard and I wanted fucked! We both got naked that's when he discovered the plug. It turned him on and he fucked me with it for a bit. Then he ripped it out and put me on my back on the conference table then he lubed up with some lube I brought. It was really hot me on my back on a conference table at his office with my legs in the air and him fucking me raw. Shortly after he pulled me off the table and bent me over it to fuck me for a bit. Then I got on my back on the floor and he fucked me like this. It was very short lived as I was screaming to be loaded up and he doesn't last long anyway. He floods my hole with his cum and then stands up. I lay there happy for a minute before getting up to suck the dripping cum off of his cock. I put the plug back in and we got dressed and both left. I just got home and took the plug out. Seems like most of his load absorbed, but a little dripped out. I've never been fucked in an office before and I usually don't like being fucked in public places, but this was hot. Hope there weren't any cameras

Hot piece of writing, I felt like I was experiencing this myself, and am well boned. Great as it is, but well worthy of a follow up……..

Yeah potent alpha nut knocked u up bro

Mmmmm great piece of writing. Chapter 2???

That is good to know, maybe I should call my btms faggot more often.

Dirty fucking pig heaven!

My last few loads where Tuesday and Wednesday of last week. Went to my boyfriend's house on Tuesday and he gave me his load and I gave him my 5 day load while a buddy of our with a beer can cock was deep in my ass. Later on at night I had a latino daddy with a big uncut cock fuck me and while I was riding him he breed me deep. He loves my ass and wants to breed it again. The Wednesday morning had a red hair bear come over and he breed me with his uncut cock while on his way to work. Then later on that day I had another latino daddy with a uncut cock breed me ass. He asked me if I wanted daddy's load and of course I said yes.

If it's an actual matter of size, where his erection is thicker than your jaw's maximum aperture, then you can only do your best. It just doesn't fit, and it's a good thing your cunt has no teeth. It seems unlikely that your mouth is actually that small, though. The only way to know for sure is for him to take control and force it into your skull up to the limits of his comfort. You'll learn what's possible and work towards that goal when you worship.

As a top, I know exactly when the condom breaks or slips off. The difference in sensation is obvious immediately. Whenever it happens, I play dumb. Maybe they meant it to, maybe it was an accident. Either way, I'm going to shoot in there.

Here’s Armond reeling in a big catch.

Hope this isn't going to be too long for people to read but want to share my recent first time and know what others may think about it. I'm married and occasionally suck cock because of experiences many years ago which i have posted here before. As I am married I don't get much opportunity. Back in May on the bank holiday we had for the Kings coronation I had the opportunity to go out on my own. I got on my hookup app and soon had the interest of a mature top couple and after a few messages I was driving to their home to suck them both. When I arrived I was asked if I would be ok being hooded and plugged. I'd never done anything like that before but my sub brain was already kicking in and I said yes without really thinking about it. They were both well built men in their late 50s or early 60s but both quite fit. Once I had agreed they were quite forceful in telling me to undress. Once I was naked I had a rough hood put over my head. It wasn't tight fitting so it wasn't too scary but there was only a large hole for my mouth and i couldnt see anything. I was then told to kneel and get on all fours. I felt a cold slippy feeling around my bum and felt a buttplug being pushed in. I'd never been plugged before but it went in ok and i felt quite excited by it. I was then told to straighten up but remain kneeling and i was aware of a cock in front of my mouth demanding my attention. I went straight to it. Hands and mouth. Taking it deep, sucking hard. I started to hear lots of verbal abuse which motivated me more onto that beautiful large and hard cock and i received a good throatfucking and took his load deep without tasting. I could feel hands caressing my balls from underneath and behind and was aware that i had quite an erection myself. They were talking to each other about me. Calling me a slut and a little whore. They said i wanted fucking. I didn't say no. I just remained quiet and at their service. The plug waa removed and i felt the cocl at my hole. I was extremely nervous and worried about embarassing myself. The cock pushed in a long way helped by the lube left by the plug and i was being fucked for the first time. Bare cock in my ass taking what he wanted. I was his slut and his cock whore and i loved it. To be honest my heart is still thumping nearly 3 months later. I suppose i even may have been filmed, but they seemed like ok guys. I hope they liked what i gave.

anyone collect used condoms from sauna and put the cum in there ass what’s the risk of catching anything

I was in Houston on a family visit and lasted only three days before I knew I needed some dick and I needed it bad. I was staying with my family so getting off was really difficult and I had a 4-day load built up. Finally my opportunity to get out of the house came and I told my mom I was going to visit some friends and would be home late. So, I showered and got all cleaned out and lubed my smooth hungry ass and put on my favorite jock. I love to play with a sparkling clean butt. I like the confidence that there will be no surprises and wanted to be ready for anything. There was only one place that was going to get me where I needed to go; a bookstore - a sleazy, dark, smelly, nasty cum-soaked bookstore. It was just after dusk when I pulled into the parking lot which I noted was full. I got that exhilarating feeling in the pit of my stomach and suddenly became aware of my erect nips. I paid my entrance fee and went immediately to the back rooms. It was totally dark and took my eyes a moment to adjust. After a minute or two, I started making my way through the darkened maze. The smell of cum and poppers were strong. The fuck music was pounding away. The halls were lined with people standing around and checking each other out. I was only there about 5 minutes when I was approached at the end of a dark hallway. As I turned around, I brushed up against a tall guy. Before I could excuse myself we made eye contact and my fucking heart sank. I pegged him at about 26 or 27. He was about 6’3” or so, excellent body and black as night. He didn’t smile. He didn’t wink or anything. He just looked at me, grabbed my hand and started walking back down the hall slowly. He led us into a vacant booth and shut and locked the door. He yanked his T-Shirt up and over his head and behind his neck exposing a beautiful worked out chest. His skin was flawless and his pecs were tight and the color of coffee grounds. He grabbed the back of my head and pulled me to his left nipple which I took to like a baby calf. I started licking all around it. It was shimmering and glistening in the light from the porn playing on the monitor. This turned me on so much I dove in and started chewing. He started moaning and twisting my hair pushing my face harder into his nip. He raised his left arm back and over his head exposing his deep dark pit. The smell was incredible. I licked from his nipple up to his pit and soaked it completely - taking it all in. I was high from it. My cock was raging in my jeans. I had my hands around his waist and felt his taunt hard butt. I rubbed across his crotch. It was warm and had a nice mound. His junk was stuffed tightly up in his jeans and felt impressive. I started unbuttoning his jeans and he helped me. He pulled his jeans and underwear down to his knees in one fell swoop and just stood there. I looked down and saw his ebony colored cut cock sticking up past his belly button. He had a tight black bush which was naturally trim. His cock was fat. I mean really fat. It was cut and had a nice thick head on it. I reached out and wrapped my hand around it. The heat that emitted from it was awesome. I guessed it to be a solid 8”, maybe 9”. It wasn’t so much the link that was impressive but the girth. I felt pressure on my shoulders pushing me down to my knees. I stopped him, for a moment to get out of my jeans as fast as I could, grabbing my poppers from the front pocket. I was down on my knees and smelling black bush in a flash. The smell of his crotch was spellbinding. I kissed his cockhead. I licked his dick and on the sides, underneath and all around to get it wet. I was so fucking horned for this dick that when it was soaking wet with my saliva, I grabbed his rock-hard ass cheeks, took a deep breath and stuffed that fat fucking pole down my throat. As soon as the head got stuck at the back of my throat, I felt his hands on the back of my head and together we stuffed the rest of it in. He let out a guttural moan and I started to gag a little; but immediately got it under control. I was leaking spit onto his balls, but my front teeth were eating his bush. I had this big black obsidian cock buried down my throat. He was moaning and started fucking my throat while I was tugging on his balls and working my jaw and throat muscles like a starving whore. I started jacking my own cock, but let it go for fear of blowing too soon. He pulled out and modeled his cock for me. I think we were both surprised that I was able to take him all the way. He looked down and wiped a puddle of saliva from my chin and smeared it onto his cock and shoved it back into my mouth all the way. I could hear him say little things under his breath like, “Take that bitch.” and “Eat that fucking black dick.” These were the first words I heard him say. After about 5 minutes my jaw was getting tired so I released his cock and dove for his balls. He lifted one leg up so I had better access. I was anxiously trying to stuff both of his smooth balls into my mouth at the same time to do a little tea-bagging, but it was difficult. Finally he reached down, grabbed his left nut and helped me stuff it in. My mouth was full and my cheeks were puffed out. It took a moment to figure out my breathing, but once I found a rhythm, I started bathing his balls with my tongue. My man was moaning and writhing above me. He was dipping down to get more of his nuts into my mouth and pulling up and down to intensify pressure on this nutsack. He had two handfuls of my hair to help him drive his nuts back and forth. His hard shiny black dick was slapping against my forehead leaving a slimy residue on my face. He finally pulled his nuts slowly out of my mouth causing a “plop” sound and then lifted me up. I stared up at him wondering what was coming next. Then I felt his big hands slide down my back to my ass. I arched my back pushing my ass out onto his hands. I wanted there to be no confusion as to what I wanted. He touched my pucker and I began to purr. He turned me around and bent me over. I was immediately nervous that I didn’t have enough lube. As he was rubbing his cock up and down my ass crack, I was loading up on saliva and spreading it on my hole. I reached back between my legs and got his cock really slick and wet appreciating that I had the foresight to pre-lube my hole before I left home. He slid down and stuffed his tongue next to my finger and took over eating my hole. Dude has skills. He stood up and I felt the head of his cock at my hole. Heat was generating off of it. I craved this fat dick, but knew it wasn’t going to be easy. I started pushing back on him while he added pressure. Then I felt the fat head pop through my ring. We both froze for a second. I was expecting the pain to be intense, but there was nothing except the need to get the rest of this dick in me. He sensed that I was fine and together we slid that black rod all the way to his nuts. I was stuffed full of hot black cock. He shuddered and groaned. I could feel the ripple of his body, then traveled though his cock. This boy needed to fuck. He flexed his cock to demonstrate his powers. I pushed back to make sure I had everything he had to give. I heard him say, again under his breath, “That’s it, white boy, give me your pussy.” He took my ass and spread my cheeks completely apart and pulled out to the head and slammed back in. My eyes rolled to the back of my head and I knew our fuck was about to get intense. I was bent over with my legs spread. I grabbed my poppers and took a hit. I lifted one leg up on the bench to give him better access. I heard him say. “Oh fuck yeah.” And then it started. My stud started to fuck me like a porn star. Pulling all the way out and shoving all the way in. I was working it from my angle. I was matching his thrusts lunge by lunge clinching my ass muscles every time he bottomed out inside me. I could feel his fingers tracing his fat cock all around my ass lips. I could tell he loved feeling that ass stretched out around his fat dick. I was in an altered state. I was lowly moaning and working my ass, but I had crossed over into that place where my ass became the center of my universe. I was completely, at this point, self-serving. My boy leaned over and rested on my back while he continued to plow. Then he let go of my ass cheeks and started tweaking my nips. That got me hotter. His face was right next to mine and I could feel his breath. Then he turned and shoved his tongue into my mouth and we started kissing loudly and sloppily. He never missed a fuck-beat. I could feel his moans reverberate through my tongue. It was as if his cock and his tongue were somehow connected and working in unison to penetrate me at every angle. I reached back under my legs and felt his cock piston-fucking my hungry ass. It was hot, gooey and hard as steel and making the filthiest wet fuck sounds that could be heard all the way in the hall. When he pulled out I could tell he was close to blowing. He was totally still and pushed my hand away from his cock. We both froze for a moment. I looked down at his enflamed cock head and could see it throbbing. I expected his load to start spilling out, but nothing. After a few seconds he turned me all the way around and again pushed me down to his cock. I swallowed and licked my own ass juices off his dick. I opened my throat and swallowed him whole. He bent over my back and while holding my head down onto his cock, put three fingers into my ass and started working them all around. Then he added a forth. He lifted me back up and I took my position again and reached back and guided his dick back where it belonged. I knew he was going to go for it because he took my poppers, opened the top took a long hit and then pushed the bottle under my nose. He grabbed on to my waist and started driving. He picked up his pace and his breathing got heavier. I braced myself to take a serious pounding and encouraged him to go for it and not hold back. I told him I needed his black cock in my hole. The intensity increased and I started to feel his inner thighs tremble. My spine started to tingle; I was in a complete state of bliss. He started “huffing” and pile driving me hard, twisting on my tits. I started jacking my cock, which was so close and on the verge of exploding; my eyes were fixed onto the ceiling. The poppers had put me into a complete state of whoredom. My load started boiling up from the center of my being and I let out this guttural groan that was heard all over the bookstore. I started spraying my load all over the floor. While pushing my ass back onto this cock, my hole began to spasm all around his juiced up cock and that pushed him over the edge. I reached between my legs at the precise moment that he shoved his cock balls-deep. I quickly located the main vein where his cock met his balls and I felt it swell and pulse. And then it pulsed again; and then again and again and again and again. I thought damn, this fucker is loading me up good. Finally it stopped and he collapsed on my back with both our hearts racing and his cock stuffed deep inside me. We both struggled to catch our breaths. ”Breathe.” he said, “Just breathe.” Then we began to breathe again. I flexed my ass muscles to let him know I was still alive. He flexed his cock in return. He withdrew very slowly and my ass snapped closed. I turned around and squatted to clean his dick. It was so warm from being in my ass. I licked it and sucked all his juices off and left him perfectly clean. I reached back to feel my battered and overly fucked hole. I had to appreciate what it had just gone through. My ass was actually still warm to the touch. I was very satisfied. My black champion dressed in a matter of seconds. He patted me on the ass and left the booth. I sat down on the bench in a dazed state, trying to recover. I closed my eyes and tried to re-imagine what just happened. I was jarred back to reality when someone quickly opened my door and slipped into the booth. I began to object, looking around for my clothes, but he interrupted me saying, “Man I heard you all the way from out here. That must have been one hot fuck. Is this cool?” I looked up and there stood this youngish Hispanic guy probably early 20s. He had a few tats, a couple piercings and definitely looked streetwise. I said sure and he locked the door and and sat next to me. I started pulling my shirt on and looking around for my pants. I was drenched in sweat. “Fuck man that dude was hot. I wished I had been in here with the two of you.” He started feeling me up and worked quickly towards my ass and started circling around my pucker which was soaked and sticky. This was getting interesting. Then he inserted is middle finger. “Damn, man that dude nutted in you.” He then stood up, unzipped and lowered his pants and squatted between my legs. He lifted my legs up exposing by ass. He looked straight at me and said, “I fucking love eating out a hot black load, man, please feed me.” He dove in and started slurping and sucking my ass. At first, I didn’t know what to actually do, but feeling him chomp and chew was really getting me hot. So, I leaned back and spread my legs even more and started jacking. I thought about my hot black stud blasting his raw load up my cunt and started really getting into the ass eating. My Latin twink looked directly at me and said, “You gonna feed me that load? Come on push it out.” I was a little unsure of myself. I grabbed my poppers and took a snort and really started getting into the groove as my little friend started really sucking on my ass. I pushed out on my pucker which he caught between his teeth and nibbled. Somewhere along the way I decided to relax and was getting into this scene when I could feel something happening. All of a sudden, as I was pushing out, I farted. Shocked, I looked down at my little friend and he looked up with an astonished surprised look on his face. He was absolutely covered in cum. Perfect thick, white pearly dribbles of cum covered his face from the top of his forehead to the base of his chin and dripping down. He smiled and said, “Holy fucking Christ!” He dove back in between my cheeks and started slurping like a mad man. He looked so hot with all that cum on his face. The black dude shot the biggest load I have ever experienced in my life. The Latin stud had every intention of eating it all out. I let him go to work while we both jacked our individual cocks. Finally, after several minutes, and a complete cum bath, he grabbed my cock and jacked me until I shot my load. He collected my load in his hand and crawled up to me and we started making out, passing the black guys load between us. Then he took my load and added it to the mix. We continued making out and I licked cum off his chin and forehead and fed it back to him. He stood up and moaned and jacked his cock and I caught his load spurting and covered his cock with my mouth. Of course, I fed it back to him and we made out like teenagers moaning into each other’s mouths. We calmed down and assessed what had just happened and just broke out into a piggy smile. He looked at me, said through naughty smile, “You are one nasty motherfucker. I think I love you.”

^^ditto this.^^ (though i'd trade out use for "select." It's another step forward in prevention. Here's a link to cost info for Apretude (brand name of the injection). "Federal law requires that insurance plans cover certain items and services associated with PrEP. Call your insurance company to see how this may impact you." [think before following links] https://apretude.com/apretude-cost/?utm_source=google&utm_medium=cpc&utm_term=what+is+apretude+used+for&gclid=CjwKCAjwgZCoBhBnEiwAz35RwsO1sEy4QdtL8UHWiYDarkfIuqsa1Az54MRvoFnp7QaixZQUqNQ1cBoCDkIQAvD_BwE&gclsrc=aw.ds

Very HOT, looking forward to the 3rd evening... Please do continue!!!

[think before following links] https://barebackbastards.com/63016/slutty-cumholes-2/

Nice!

Admit defeat - seriously. And try to please your man other than orally.

Washington DC - Half and O Street LA - bathhouses (mostly closed now) Chicago - Man's Country, Man's World and the Bijou

Jeremy would need more than his dads cock after a good slam.

There was a homeless guy I would see walk around with his pants down so low you could see his pubic hair and the root of his cock. One day it was raining really badly & as I left my public storage I saw him standing across the street by another building. I walk over & chat with him a bit. He asked me for money & I said I'd give him $20 if he let me suck his cock. He agreed reluctantly. Thanks to the huge thunderstorm no one was outside to see anything. His dick was small, but that just means I can lick his balls with all of it in my mouth. He wasn't the cleanest person, but I was so turned on that I was sucking his cock. Was it the morally right thing to do what I did? Absolutely not. Do I care? My cock says no & it's not like he's the first homeless guy I had sex with. Some of the cruising spots I've been to have had more willing homeless guys that didn't require money. I treated them like any other guy. Just another load to swallow or get shot up my ass. I remember this one young homeless guy who was obese, but still cute because he was rather young. He was a total whore & was down for any & everything. We would suck each other understall whenever we ran into each other. He would lay on his back while sucking me & I would see him jacking himself off through the divide. Watching him cum was so hot & I fed him a huge load that day. Other days I would swallow his load. Another homeless guy was this tiny Hispanic guy who would let me suck him dry. Why we were playing around another guy who cruised walked in, and recognized my shoes, so I opened the door to my stall, got on my knees & sucked off the older gentleman that walked in. My homeless friend just slid under the stall on his back & started sucking me off. He was a good cocksucker & definitely got a huge load while I swallowed my own load from the cock I was sucking. I definitely had a homeless guy breed me at a campus restroom once too, but it wasn't the best fuck in the world. However I'll take whatever cock is put in front of me.

I'll never forget the thrill I got when I backed my ass up to glory hole to try and entice the hung top who had let me suck his cock but didn't want to feed me. I got his load, and I felt like I'd won the lottery.

Well that’s what. I tell my big Dick bud practice. He a a great cock sucker and. Too

It's so sad CL is gone. Like you mentioned, if they said they would meet up - they did. No one cancelled, no one just blew you off. These guys were on a mission, their time was important, and it created a lot of regulars. If there was a down side, the fact it was so anonymous made it difficult to track down some of the guys once CL dropped the personal ads. Some found me again on Doublelist, but some I doubt I will ever find again.

If you want to fix them, report your post and attach the updated copy. Someone will replace the post with what you send.

Part 36: (A Medical Procedure) I slicked the dildo up with a fair amount of lube, watching as Doctor Wade pumped Peter’s cock, causing the sick man’s body to shiver. “Are you enjoying yourself, Mr. Flanagan?” Doctor Wade asked, his thumb running over the glands in a circular motion. “Please be honest. It’s important to be honest with your doctor.” “Yes, doctor,” Peter moaned, his hands reaching up and pinching his nipples, fingers moving through his sweat-drenched chest hair. “I believe my patient is in need of a special procedure,” Doctor Wade said, his hand moving down to the base and squeezing. His other hand cradled his balls, moving them in his palm. “Yes, I believe you may have a powerful buildup of potent, toxic cum trapped in your manly balls. I’m afraid we just can’t have this if you’re to get better.” “What can you do, doctor?” Peter asked. “I think my assistant,” Doctor Wade said, looking back at me, “can assist us in extracting the precious cum we’ve all been waiting for.” “I’m ready,” I said, winking at him. “Shall we begin?” I crawled onto the bed and moved with Doctor Wade, him lifting one leg while I lifted the other. “Are you ready, Mr. Flanagan?” “Yes, doctor,” Peter said, looking at both of us with an expression that proved how much he wanted this transformation. He finally achieved what he had wanted for so long. Not only was he now poz, but he was starting out on a new journey, discovering what he wanted. I could see in his eyes the images of all the men he wanted to fuck, all the men he wanted to be fucked by, and all the men swimming in the sea of poz cum he would now drown the world in. I knew I would be one of those men, and I was thankful. I moved the dildo to his hole, a hole I was familiar with, a hole I loved fucking, and pressed gently, watching as the blue head slid inside him, opening him up. “Fuck,” Peter moaned, his hands running over his body, his mouth open in a silent cry as he welcomed this new object into his body. “More,” he finally said, his ass grinding against the dildo. “Fill me. Fill me. Fuck me. FUCK ME!” “If that’s what the patient needs,” I said, pushing the dildo further into his hole, the base reaching his hairy hole and causing his back to arch. His pelvis started thrusting into the air, fucking Doctor Wade’s hand. “Fuck,” Peter cried, his hands grabbing the sheets, his dick kicking in Doctor Wade’s grasp, pre-cum dripping out in a flood. “I think the patient is accepting the procedure well,” Doctor Wade said, smiling at me. “We should take a sample to study.” He leaned forward and licked up Peter’s shaft, collecting the pre-cum on his tongue. “What a delicious sample.” He let go of Peter’s cock, his hand covered, and moved it to me. “Taste.” I opened my mouth and he slowly stuck his finger into my mouth, running it over my tongue. I could taste Peter along with Doctor Wade. My cock was throbbing, unable to believe the scene I found myself in. “It’s incredible.” “It’s all yours,” Peter said. “I’m all yours.” “Make sure you’re really grinding the head against the prostate,” Doctor Wade told me, squeezing out more of Peter’s pre-cum on his hand, using it to slick up his dick. “You do leak a lot of cum.” He moved his cum-covered hand to his naked body and rubbed it over his own chest, covering him with Peter’s essence. “We need to make sure we can extract that cum as soon as possible and as many times as possible.” “Absolutely.” I tilted the dildo, knowing where Peter’s prostate was having fucked against it so many times before. Just as with Dom, I knew Peter’s body well, and I knew how to control his body and fill every part of him with waves of pleasure. I slowly pulled the dildo out, watching it slide out of his hole, the hairs surrounding his hole clinging to the dildo, his legs shaking from the pressure I provided. “You like that?” “I fucking love it,” Peter said, his chest heaving, sweat pouring from his body. I leaned forward and kissed the leg I held, holding it close to my face, watching as I caused his body to writhe. “This is what you’ve wanted?” Doctor Wade asked. “This is what you needed?” “It’s… everything,” Peter said. “I can feel it,” he moaned. “I can feel it. I can feel the poz cum. It’s filling me.” “We need to get it out of you,” Doctor Wade told him, jerking his cock faster, Peter’s balls bouncing, slowly pulling into his body. “If you want to feel better, if you want to be a true poz man, you need to blow your first poz load.” “Yes,” he said, looking at us both. “Please. It’s all I want. It’s what I need.” I jerked the dildo into his ass, moving it against Peter’s prostate, milking him. Pre-cum continued leaking out of his cock, dripping over Doctor Wade’s hand and Peter’s balls, creating more lube for the dildo, pushing poz pre-cum into his body. “You’re filling your own body with poz cum,” I said, manipulating the dildo to send chills throughout his body. “Fuck,” Peter cried, his body shaking, our grip on his legs tightening. “I’m cumming. I’m fucking cumming!” “Do it,” Doctor Wade shouted, his grip tightening, his pumping faster, centralized on the head which was a dark purple. “Blow you first poz load you fucking slut.” “FUCK!” Peter’s body lifted off the bed as cum shot out of his dick, sprayed high in the air, splattering over his poz body, mixing into his sweat and hair. “Fuck,” Doctor Wade shouted, watching with wide eyes as Peter continued to cum, pooling over Peter’s stomach, covering Doctor Wade’s hand. A few shots splattered his body, Doctor Wade looking at me with wonder. “He’s incredible.” “He’s a god,” I told him, leaning forward and taking Peter’s dick in my mouth, tasting the cum I’d loved before, knowing it was now toxic. It was still flowing out of him, filling my mouth. “How’s it taste?” Doctor Wade asked. “Potent,” I said, licking my lips. “Very potent.” Doctor Wade smiled and leaned forward, grabbing my chin and bringing his lips to mine. We kissed, Peter’s poz cum moving between us as we tasted each other and the sweet nectar. “I’d forgotten how incredibly hot you are,” Doctor Wade told me, grinning as I leaned forward, following after his lips. “You too,” I said. I pulled the dildo out of Peter’s hole, admiring the ass juice covering the blue silicone. Doctor Wade took the dildo out of my hand and admired it. “Mr. Flanagan, you were a good boy today. Your doctor is proud. How about a lollipop?” Peter’s hand reached out and took the dildo, his orgasm and poz-confused brain unaware of what he was holding when he brought it to his mouth and licked the blue shaft. “That’s a good patient,” Doctor Wade said. “That buildup of poz cum won’t bother you anymore.” “I wouldn’t be so sure,” I told him, reaching over and grabbing Peter’s already hardening cock. “I think the patient could go again.” “Then we should get to work,” Doctor Wade said. “This time, let’s take a more ‘invasive’ angle to the treatment.” Doctor Wade climbed off the bed, and I followed, Peter still admiring the dildo. “Pull his ass to the edge of the bed.” I did as he said, Peter moaning as he filled his mouth with the dildo. “Are you ready for another procedure?” Doctor Wade asked Peter. Peter nodded, smiling. “Please, sir.” “Then let’s get started,” Doctor Wade said, reaching down and scooping up the large puddle of cum collected on Peter’s stomach. “A doctor must be properly prepped.” He smeared the cum over his own ass, pushing deep into his hole, making sure his hungry ass was ready. “I believe you have a history of fucking this patient’s brains out.” I smiled, nodding. “Then let’s see how long it takes you to fuck his cum deep into my guts.” Doctor Wade crawled onto the bed and mounted Peter who was attempting to deepthroat the dildo. “Now, Mr. Flanagan, I believe a healthy dosage of sodomy should do the trick.” He grabbed Peter’s hard cock and slipped it between his cum-covered ass cheeks. “And I think a nice injection should help your body as it transforms.” He looked back at me and winked, Peter’s cock disappearing as it entered Doctor Wade’s hole. Peter moaned around the dildo as he entered Doctor Wade’s body. I collected some of the cum which had splattered on Peter’s legs and balls and slicked up my cock, There was still residual lube from the dildo and the cum which had dripped down to his ass, making his hole ready for the fucking. “Are you ready?” I asked, lining my cock up with Peter’s hole, my head pressing into his puckered opening. “Ready to begin,” Doctor Wade said. I forced myself into Peter’s hole, finding him to be prepped and ready for me. While my cock was bigger than the dildo, I still found no resistance, his body loose and open. “Fuck,” Peter and I shouted at the same time, my hands reaching forward and grabbing Doctor Wade’s shoulders, forcing him all the way down onto Peter’s cock. “Fuck,” they both shouted, Peter now thrown into a wave of confusion as his hole was filled, his prostate was hit, and his cock was enveloped in a warm embrace that welcomed him. “The patient is accepting the procedure well,” Doctor Wade moaned, bouncing on Peter’s cock, his own hands playing with his nipples while Peter continued to suck on the dildo while his free hand pumped Doctor Wade’s stiff cock. “He’s doing very well.” I gripped tight on Doctor Wade’s shoulders, Peter’s legs wrapping around my waist, pulling me deeper into his body. Fuck, I had missed this hole. Fuck, I had missed Doctor Wade. Maybe Peter had the right idea. Maybe leaving all the secrecy behind so he could go out and live without fear of being discovered was the right way to go. It sure as fuck felt right as I fucked his ass, my mind spinning with the possibilities. “I can feel it,” Doctor Wade said, a hand resting on his stomach. “I can feel you filling me with pre-cum. I can feel it. Oh fuck. Oh fuck, it’s incredible.” “Don’t stop,” Peter told us, his conversion unleashing the pervert slut within him rather than weakening his strength. “Fuck me. Fucking take my hole.” “We already have,” I told him, my fingers digging into Doctor Wade’s shoulders, my knuckles white as I fucked harder, my own orgasm on the horizon. These two men were incredible, their bodies pouring sweat as they gave into their animalistic passions, seeking out the only thing they knew would make them feel satisfied: poz cum. “Oh, fuck, I’m gonna cum,” I said, slamming into Peter’s ass harder, breathing in the stench of sex. “Oh, fuck. Fuck.” “Do it,” Doctor Wade said, his head jostled around as he rode toward his own orgasm. “Complete the injection.” “FUCK!” I shouted, slamming one last time into Peter’s hole, grinding against his prostate and starting the chain reaction. As I came, shooting my toxic cum into Peter’s guts, Peter’s toxic cock shot out his second load of poz cum deep into Doctor Wade’s hole, filling him full. As Peter’s toxic cum shot out of Doctor Wade’s packed hole, hitting his prostate, Doctor Wade’s cock erupted in Peter’s grasp, shooting cum all over Peter’s face and the blue dildo in his mouth. “Fuck me!” Doctor Wade cried, his body shaking, Peter’s body struggling under his weight. Doctor Wade held his place over Peter’s body for a moment before Peter’s legs bucked him forward out of my grip. I tried to hold on, but my fingers lost their grip, creating scratches down Doctor Wade’s back. “Oh shit!” Doctor Wade fell forward onto Peter, their sweaty, cum-covered bodies writing together in the heat they created. “What the fuck was that?” “I’m sorry,” I said, eyeing the cuts down his muscled back. “Don’t be sorry,” Doctor Wade said, looking back at me. “That was incredible.” He looked down at Peter who was still filling the doctor’s hole with cum, his eyes almost rolling into the back of his head from the intensified orgasm coursing throughout his body. “You’re amazing.” He leaned forward, pushing the blue dildo out of the way, and kissed Peter, Doctor Wade’s own cum covering their faces. I scooped up some of Peter’s cum which was dripping out of Doctor Wade’s hole and drank it down, savoring the flavor which I knew to be male lust. “Looks like I missed a good time,” Dom said, entering the room. “It was nothing,” I told him, smiling, cum covering my face. “It was just a simple medical procedure.” ___________________________________________________________________________________________ I couldn't help myself with the medical lingo and scenario. I love medical porn, and I couldn't resist.

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.

Part 3 (Austin) “What the fuck is wrong with you, Austin?” My dad yelled for the millionth time. “How did you fuck this up so royally?” “I’m sorry, Dad.” “Oh, you’ll be sorry. I’m sure of that.” We sat in my dad’s SVU, all my stuff from my dorm room in the trunk. Since the time my dad arrived early that morning to chew me out as we loaded up the trunk, I hadn’t been able to look at him. It wasn’t because I felt ashamed, though I knew this was what he thought. What he didn’t know was that there was an entirely different reason why I couldn’t look at him. I did it for his own good. Three hours had passed, most of it in silence, but he was now freaking out, unable to believe that I had somehow tanked all my grades, losing all my scholarships. I knew it was happening as it happened, but something stopped me from caring. There was only one thing I could think about… and I feared it and what it wanted me to do. “I knew you shouldn’t had gone on with your friends on spring break,” he continued to shout. “I’ve never liked them. They’re all bad influences on you.” “They had nothing to do with this,” I told him. “So what? You just decided the moment you got back to school to flunk all your classes. I’m not paying for you to fuck around and stop caring.” “That’s not what happened, Dad.” “Then what the fuck happened, Austin? Explain it to me.” I almost looked at him, but I resisted. Something inside me wanted to look at him, imploring me to do so, but something else convinced me not to. Somehow, I knew if I did he wouldn’t be safe. I was unsafe. The problem was that I couldn’t remember why. Dad was right about one thing, I hadn’t been the same since spring break. I just didn’t know why. I didn’t know what happened to me. All I knew was that I’d changed. I was a different person. I had trouble remembering what happened. I remembered going to a club and drinking. I vaguely remember talking to this guy, this older guy who, if my blurry memory served me right, was the hottest guy I’d ever seen. He was muscular, hairy, dominant. He was a god. Did we fuck? I couldn’t remember anything clearly. I think he took me back to his place. Didn’t he? Did we kiss? Did he have me pull his jock down with my mouth? Did I suck his huge cock, tasting him and his sweat? Did he… did he fuck my ass? Did he fuck me bare? Did he… did he… “You aren’t going back until you straighten up,” he said. I knew my dad meant this to work on multiple levels. He knew I was gay, but he tried to ignore the truth. It was as if my sexuality, whatever it was, didn’t exist. I’m sure that’s what he meant when he said my friends were a bad influence. He wanted me to be normal, but, in his eyes, I wasn’t. I never felt that way… until now. There was something about me now that wasn’t normal. I just couldn’t tell what it was. We stopped talking eventually. Once we got home, he left me to move my stuff back inside the house on my own. My mom was away, leaving just us to fill the house with silence. I got my stuff into my room and fell on my bed, tired. My hand moved down to my crotch, cupping my growing bulge. Fuck, I was horny. I hadn’t fucked anyone since we got back, though I found myself attracted to every guy I saw. I felt like I wanted to jump them, pull their pants down, and shove my cock as hard as I could into his ass, ripping him open and fulfilling my purpose. Purpose? What did that mean? That's why I ended up failing all my classes. All I could think about was fucking every guy's ass, tearing him open and injecting him with my potent seed. Potent? My cum wasn't potent... right? I removed my pants and underwear, my sizeable cock sticking straight up, a considerable amount of pre-cum dripping down my shaft. Since spring break, I was also leaking pre-cum almost constantly. My dirty underwear was full of it. Some days when I missed class, I spend my time in my room, my dirty underwear pressed to my nose, the need to inhale his pre-cum the only thing I cared about. His pre-cum? My pre-cum. What was I thinking? My finger touched the tip and pulled away a string of pre-cum. I rubbed it between my fingers, feeling it, sensing something different. I wasn’t unfamiliar with my own cum. I’d eaten it before. I liked the taste well enough. I brought the pre-cum to my mouth and tasted it, feeling a relief. Something was different. It didn’t taste the same. It didn’t feel the same. It was better. It was almost as if an energy existed within it. What am I thinking? I sat up and looked back down at my testicles, the one area of my body that my mind was being drawn to repeatedly. These were different. I couldn’t understand how, but I knew these weren’t my balls. They belonged to someone else. My balls had been taken, changed, evolved, and transformed into something better, something more… dangerous. They looked larger and felt heavier, their weight increasing every day since spring break. I reached down and held them, rolling them under my thumb. I squeezed slightly, relishing the sting. I was no longer in my bedroom. I was in a dark room, on my hands and knees, cum leaking out of my dick, my ass split open, body shaking. “Who do you belong to?” a voice cried out. “You,” I shouted, my mind controlled, my voice now someone else’s. “Who does your dick belong to?” “You.” “And whose toxic cum is churning now inside your balls?” “Your cum.” I said. “And whose life am I taking in replace of gifting you with my cum?” My head tilted down and my eyes met the eyes of a dominant man in the mirror, ferocious but beautiful. He was my god. “My life,” I said. “Then give it to me.” My body had been in agonizing pain. My balls felt as if they had exploded and then reformed into something different… into something better. As quickly as I had entered his memory, I found myself back in my bedroom, my dick in my hand, my other hand collecting the pre-cum which was pouring out and filling my hand. I stared into the pre-cum and somehow knew it wasn’t mine. It came from me, but it didn’t belong to me. I also knew it was something dangerous. While I knew this should have scared me, I found a smile on my face, an energy filling my body. I brought the pre-cum to my mouth and drank it down, a strength coursing through every limb. In that moment, I knew what I needed to do. I looked through a pile of clothing I’d left unwashed while I was here over Christmas break and found a used jockstrap I had forgotten to wash. It was stiff and covered in stains. It was beautiful. I checked on my dad and saw that he had fallen asleep. I took his wallet and stole sixty dollars. Fuck him for not understanding that I was no longer the young man he tried to ignore. I was more now. I checked my phone for the closest bathhouse or gloryhole spot. I just needed somewhere to go to fuck this toxic cum out off me to continue Hunter’s line. That was my reason for living now. Nohing else mattered. The Uber dropped me off at an adult bookstore several miles outside of town. It looked dirty, but this only made me hornier. There were several cars outside already, and I was ready to see which of the drivers I would be going home with before the night ended. I walked inside and saw a skinny, bald man behind the counter who glanced up at me and winked. The voice inside me, the voice which had started urging me to fuck every man in reach, told me wrap a belt around his throat and fuck his ass hard, using the belt to keep him where I wanted him. I'd pull tight, creating bruises on his skin. I imagined a biohazard tattoo appearing on the top of his bald head as I made his ass bleed. He'd cry out as I pozzed him, or he would try, the belt restricting him. As quickly as it came, the idea vanished, but a deep pain filled my balls. I needed to unload. I walked to the back where several booths waited along with a small open area in which a few men were sitting together, passing a joint amongst them. They eyed me, all smiling. These men weren't the type of guys I'd have gone for before Hunter had found me. Now, however, it only mattered if they had holes and cum producing balls ready to churn out poz seed for our god. The voice told me to line them up, fucking one and passing on Hunter’s poison through a long chain. I'd watch as the biohazard tattoo was passed from one man to another. This too came and went. The voice directed me toward an empty booth where I sat and turned to the gloryhole carved into the next booth. A shadow passed, alerting me that someone was inside. This is the one, the voice told me. “Yes, Master,” I said, feeling Hunter within me. I had to claim more lives in his name. An average size cock popped through the gloryhole, pre-cum already dripping down the head. I got down on my knees and stuck my tongue out, tasting the juice. The old Austin would have loved the taste, but the new Austin found it repulsive as it wasn’t the toxic cum Hunter demanded to be spread. Still, I knew what I had to do. I slowly played with the cock, my tongue licking along the shaft, dancing across the glands, feeling the man squirm. “Fuck, dude,” the man moaned. “Just do it already.” “You got it,” I said. I slurped his dick into my mouth and started sucking. Whatever had transformed my balls had also transformed my throat, allowing me take his cock down my throat without any problem. “Fuck,” the man cried, his hips bucking into the wall between us. I was no longer at the gloryhole. I was on my knees in front of Hunter, his enormous cock, the giver of a new life, down my throat. It was inching toward my heart, ensnaring me, making me his. It was then inching up to my brain, rewriting me, making me a new creation. “Poz this man,” Hunter told me. “Make his body my own. Transform him. Turn his body into nothing more than a piece of meat producing me toxic seed.” My mouth clamped around the man’s cock, my mind returning to the gloryhole. “I’m cumming,” the man moaned. “Fuck, I’m cumming!” I swallowed quickly as he shot down my throat, his nug cum disappearing inside me, unable to exist within the inhospitable toxic body that was mine. He pulled his cock back through the hole, and I could hear him struggling to breathe. I pressed my face against the wall and looked through, eyeing the man I would soon claim for Hunter. I felt my heart jump as I saw the man’s face. I pulled myself together and exited the booth, going around to the door of the man’s booth as it opened. His eyes saw me and grew wide. “Hello, Mr. Fey,” I said to my old high school math teacher. "How's your wife?"

This is just a one off. Nick definitely got pozzed and Mr. Wilson probably used him a few more times before leaving

Yes, I would recommend Northwich sauna. I’ve only been a couple of times, and not to a Cumunion there, but it’s a good sauna. It’s vast, biggest sauna by far in the UK- so it has all kinds of facilities. But the downside of that is that even if there are a lot of guys in there, it can feel kind of empty as everyone is so spread out. Wandering the endless corridors sometimes feels a bit like being stuck in the Poseidon Adventure to me. As far as I understand, Cumunion is generally well-attended there, better than other UK saunas, at least (it’s generally not a big thing in the UK, since the London edition closed). Are you going for Manchester Pride? If so, it will certainly be busy. It is stuck in the middle of nowhere, though. Most guys drive, but you can take a train to Northwich station and a taxi (or longish walk) from there. If you’re considering hiring a car, Birmingham is quite close to Manchester (at least by Australian standards), and there is another good sauna there called the Greenhouse at Darlaston. Also, check out what parties are going on in Brum at the time: Boltz hosts great nights like XXL from time to time, and Birmingham Pride at the end of Eptwmber is also good.

*AUTHOR NOTE*: inspiration comes from a real event but the development is pure fantasy; it's a one-time story, no second episodes are planned. *AUTHOR NOTE 2*: yeah, I fantasize about pozzing some of those sermonizers, but I'll never do it - first of all because they do not deserve any attention both from me and HIV! My virus is too smart to accept such an offense; but at least I can write a story about this... If someone feels insulted, well, I consider it a coming out as keyboard warrior and they already know my answer. --- He appeared showing a lion as avatar and I considered him an Internet user like any other; his name was a series of letters and numbers with apparently no meaning, nothing that could wake up my interest in knowing him further. Till he mentioned me in a forum post I replied to; I explained how gifting turns me on, despite I would never do it for real: "Let me ask", he quoted me. "If you really don't approve spreading HIV intentionally, why are you turned on by stories about it?" Maybe he felt disturbed by my profile, where I openly talk about my gifting fantasies; he didn't give a damn about the fact I was undetectable and could harm no one, even poz talking with complete strangers. He was too concentrated in sermonizing me and continued like that for the following week, with no answer from me. My plan was to exclude him with the "block/ignore" feature but it suddenly changed as soon as he came up with a private message: "You're a keyboard warrior! As far as I can guess, you're not poz! I don't believe it! Prove it to me!" That was an offense to my pride: me, a keyboard warrior? I could immediately send him my HIV test results in real time buying a self-test and recording it on video. "I won't descend to your level", I told myself and let it go without even looking at his profile. "Prove your poz status", the guy insisted every time he saw me on line; "any way you want!" ANY WAY? Fuck, I was getting hard just at the idea of having him on his back, feet over my shoulder, with my raw poz dick buried in him; without even knowing how he looked like or how his voice was. Just the challenging tone of his written words made me think it was time to teach him a lesson! HIV does not care about a person's physical appearance, why should I? But curiosity hit me: his profile was actually interesting! He claimed to be submissive, loved to be used and abused, in several profile parts he specified to be STD free and looking for "safe" people to be fucked by. Sexting welcome. I used the same approach I have for other contacts I sext with, reading his oldest posts I had quite a perfect idea of what buttons to push to turn him on; in a few days of messaging back and forth, he was virtually mine! I skipped on purpose the poz matter as my plan was taking shape: I had to conquest him during a meds holiday! I took my time, easy and daily sexting till I felt his complete submission. "Next week I'll be there", I announced surprising him. "You challenged me and I accepted it!" "Don't know what you're talking about", was his reply; a further demonstration of his inclination: he was a keyboard warrior! A sex hungry one though, as he gave me his address even without knowing how I looked like too. The week passed and I had scheduled an entire week-end out of town. We exchanged numbers but I did never get a call from him, just texts! I also had some doubts in the meantime: what if he texts because he can't talk or hear, if he's deaf and I poz him without knowledge? He could also be on PrEP, we purposely avoided such topics in plenty of time, sex was the only thing that mattered. "Door unlocked", I texted; "I'm there in 30 minutes. Get ready, naked and clean! Surprise 4 u!" "waiting 4 u, clean OK" he messaged me back. Damn, it was really hard to find a parking place near by, but a short walk was worth it; 20 minutes instead of 10, then finally I found an unlocked door as he described. The house seemed empty so, without knowing his name, I shouted: "where's my lion? Poz talk author is here!" No voice came from anywhere but in the end I reached a small bedroom... with actually a young guy sitting naked on a chair. Headphone over his head, a joystick in hands and a war game on the screen in front of him. What the fuck, which trouble was I getting into! My temptation was to turn around and leave, but rationality hit me: if I accuse this guy to be a keyboard warrior I can't behave as such! His appearance though, was not the experienced, sexually active man he claimed to be in messages! "Sir", I heard his shy voice as soon as I gently touched his arm to get his attention. "Is it... is it you? I did not expect you to show up for real!" I positioned my hands on his naked shoulders and tried to massage him; seduction takes time and this one needs patience and trust from me. "You said 30 minutes, it took an hour! I thought you were a..." "Keyboard warrior?" I interrupted him and gestured him towards the bed: "get your ass in there, I have no time for videogame addicted!" He obeyed and was laying on the bed, on his back; I sat next to him with a bag in my hands, staying there without taking my clothes off. He nodded when I asked if he was 18, "will turn 19 in a couple weeks", he smiled proudly. In time for the gift, I thought to myself but didn't say a word. "Finger fuck me", he was begging. His dick becoming hard while looking at me and my bag. "What do you have in there, sir?" Without answering I sucked and rimmed him for a while, his hole relaxing every time my tongue went in deeper. Damn, he was moaning like a bitch in heat! "Fuck... fuck me", he moaned softly. "Please sir, fuck me..." My smile became soon a mischievous grin: "first day we met you asked me a question. To show you my HIV status. Here I am! Now, if you want me to fuck you, we'll perform these HIV tests together and fuck while waiting for the result. Are you game?" His voice didn't speak, but I saw his body sweating and his dick starting to leak precum; it was obvious what he wanted! We set a timer on my phone and left our waiting tests on his nightstand, it was matter of some minutes. I unzipped my pants and, without even wasting time to strip, I inserted my raw dick in him. "OUCH", he whimpered, but without even caring I was slowly and firmly thrusting into him; fuck, he was tight! I felt his tender insides tearing, his blood and my poz precum acting as lube for his probably virgin hole. "Almost there", I grinned pounding him hard, till I was balls deep. Meanwhile the timer was continuing going down and as soon as it showed one minute, I picked up my rhythm. "Almost there", I repeated staring at the tests. "Look at these results and tell me what you want!" Finally the timer rang; one, two, three times, I wanted to breed him instantly but the sound disturbed this moment so I stopped it; responses were now visible, with two and one line! "Oh, no", he started to cry; "You're really poz and I'm not on PrEP... Please pull out!" "Undetectable", I whispered in his ear, looking into his eyes. "You wanted a safe guy, and here I am! Ready for load number two?" He panicked, but I kept him in place with my strong hands; my phone still on its stand, pointing directly to his face. "Tell me what you want, fucking keyboard warrior! Look into my eyes and tell me you want me to stop!" I enjoyed his warm ass walls around my shaft, knowing I could not last longer; my virus happy to have finally found a worthy host. "Please, I want your load... sir, please..." "Better", I commanded. "You can do better!" "Breed me, seed me, impregnate me..." I squeezed his balls with one hand: "which kind of load do you want? Tell me!" "Your positive load, I want... I want your HIV!" His face turning red, embarrassed and pleased at the same time while I flooded his guts with my second load; "take it, fucking keyboard warrior! Take your birthday gift!" I collapsed on him, completely spent. Our sweaty bodies entwined into an unexpected embrace. "Hold it in", I whispered; "I want you to keep all my poz seed in you." "It's not fair", he told me after a while. "You claim to be poz, fantasize about gifting and then can't transmit." "Time will tell", I replied; a last hug, a kiss on his forehead then I left his house. "Want 2 keep in touch", he texted the following day. "maybe a repeat?" "You MUST keep in touch" was my answer. "Let me know if there are any news." No text came from him for a couple weeks, till his birthday arrived and I sent him a message: "u received my gift?" and he answered "Will check in a while, in bed sick now." "On my way", I typed back; "happy birthday, my poz son!"

Part 13 Chris and Hunter told Greg about Tyler in their post fuck post-pozzing haze. Hunter had all brought them glasses of water to hydrate and they were sitting around the room, Chris out of the sling and on the floor, Greg at the foot of the bed, and Hunter in the chair nearby. "You should reach out to him. Sounds like we could show him some things." What intrigued Greg the most was that Tyler was as new to all of this as Chris was and more importantly hadnt been pozzed yet. "I could. I dont know if he would be into seeing me again. He seemed pretty freaked out about the first time." As Chris was coming down from the high he was beginning to realize what it meant that he had been pozzed by these two men. He realized how guilty he would feel bringing Tyler into this situation. At the same time the thought of watching them fuck and poz him started to get him hard again. Hunters voice shook him out of that scene in his head. "No pressure. The three of us can have fun any time." Hunter didnt want Chris to think they were coming on too strong and wasnt sure if his silence was from any pressure Gregs question seemed to put on the boy. Chris was a keeper and Hunter wanted to be sure that they kept him coming back with or without Tyler. Chris just nodded. "You ok bud?" "Yeah. I just realized I should probably get back and get some studying done before tomorrow." Chris began to get up. Greg turned to Hunter and made a gesture that said "Lets keep him here." Hunter just shook his head. After Chris left, Hunter told Greg it would just be a matter of time. Be patient. "How long did he wait to message you after the first time?" Greg asked Hunter. "About a week. It'll probably be something like that again. I wont keep that from you. He liked you. I could tell. He'll want you to be here." Greg liked the sound of that. "You dont think we just scared him off forever? Swore that Christian boy off sex forever now that hes been pozzed?" "No way. He wont tell anyone. Only we know and hes going to want to get off soon enough. Boys can't help it. Trust me. When he gets bored of his hand again he'll let me know." ********** Tyler and Casey spent the couple weeks after that first fuck sneaking into each others rooms trying to find times when they wouldnt be interrupted--during the day when most everyone was at class or early enough in the morning when most of the guys were still asleep. They would text each other and one would make a quick and quiet run over to the other. On one occasion Casey got bold and just walked into Tylers room figuring even if other guys were around they wouldnt think anything of it. They would fuck like animals, cum, and then quickly clean up before going on with their days or nights. Tyler still couldnt shake that feeling of guilt that he always had after a hook up and now there was an additional element of feeling like he was betraying Chris. But it never became so overwhelming that he felt he couldnt see Casey again. They were developing more chemistry and Tyler was becoming a true total bottom. It wasnt until the end of those two weeks that they first laid together after they both got off. Casey was in Tylers room and instead of getting up right away, he just spooned Tyler as they lay in bed. "You know we never talked about that first time." "What about it?" Tyler turned his head to look at Casey. "You had just been fucked before I fucked you right?" "Umm yeah..." Tyler started to get nervous about where this was going. He still wasnt comfortable talking about sex. "So who was that guy? Just a random guy who fucked you?" "No it was just this guy who I was hooking up with I guess. It was our first time fucking but we havent talked or anything since." "Why not? Was it bad?" "No...I dont know. I guess maybe he didnt like it. I havent heard from him at all and you and me started hanging out so I havent messaged him either." Tyler realized he hadnt really thought much about why the two of them hadnt been in contact at all since that day at Hunters house. Tyler had gone onto Grindr since the last time they hung out only to see if Chris was on. Why he never messaged was a combination of not knowing whether Chris was too upset about the time at Hunters and having Casey just down the hall. "Hanging out?" Casey chuckled. "You know what I mean." "Do you wanna see him again?" "You trying to get rid of me?" Casey laughed and hugged Tyler tighter. "No way bro. Fucking you is too much fun. I'm just asking. Besides even if you and that guy fucked again it doesnt mean we cant." Tyler hadnt thought about that. Was Casey fucking other guys at the same time? He didnt want to ask and come off as jealous. They werent together or anything and Tyler definitely wasnt ready for anything like that. "Yeah I guess" was all Tyler could say in response. "Actually it would be kinda hot to watch him fuck you or maybe have him watch us fuck." Tyler couldnt believe he was hearing this. His ultimate fantasy. He thought he got lucky that Chris was into it but Casey was the one initiating it this time. Tyler felt himself getting hard at the thought but he didnt want to seem too eager. "Maybe." Doing that would be hot but it would mean telling Chris that he was fucking someone else and so soon after they fucked that first time. "No pressure Ty. Just thinking out loud. It could be fun." "Yeah. I guess it could be one way to get back in touch with him." ********** Tyler walked out of his intro to chemistry lecture and went straight to the library. It was convenient having a fuck buddy down the hall but it was hard to get work done when he was in the dorm too distracted knowing there was a cock and load of cum ready for him at any moment. He went to the large room in the law library. He hadnt been there yet but guys in his hall were talking about how quiet it was there. He walked in the large room filled with rows of long tables. They were right. It was incredibly quiet and relatively empty. He walked as far from the main doors as possible and found a spot at the far end of a row. He pulled a couple books out of his bag and his laptop to check on the work he needed to get done. History first then chemistry then Spanish. Tyler got to work. Tyler got in a solid two hours of productive work in before he put his head down and fell asleep. He decided a short nap would get him energized for the rest that he had to do. It was a tap and shake of his shoulder that woke him. He looked up and saw it was Chris. "Hey sorry to wake you. I just saw you and wanted to say hi." "Oh hey yeah its ok. I need to get this done anyway." Tyler had never seen Chris on campus unless they had made plans to meet. He was a little frazzled by the sight of him. "I've never seen you here." "Yeah this is my first time at this library. I heard its quieter." "Yeah I always come here if I dont wanna just hang out with people." Chris came over wanting to say hello and make sure that Tyler was ok. He just didnt know how to get past this initial hello. "Did you wanna sit here?" Tyler picked his bag off the seat next to him. "Uh sure." Chris sat down and set his stuff up. For the next hour they didnt speak. Tyler felt that sense of accomplishment that came with seeing a list with every item crossed off. He began to gather his things and pack his bookbag. Chris looked over at Tyler. "You headed out?" "Yeah. I think I'm pretty much done so I'm gonna go back to my room." "If you give me a couple minutes to finish this problem I'll walk out with you." Chris said it more like a question than a firm statement. He wasnt sure how this would go. Tyler just shrugged. "Sure. I can wait." As they walked out of the library and through campus, they were both thinking about the last time they had seen each other. Should they bring it up or move past it like it had never happened? Neither knew if the other would want to talk about it or if they could see past the guilt of what they did. But neither did they know what the other had been up to since they last hooked up. Chris, whose experiences with Hunter and Greg had made him feel bolder lately, broke the silence. "So are we...good? You know...after what happened last time?" Tyler kept looking straight ahead as they walked and didnt answer immediately. Chris almost thought he didnt hear or was pretending he hadnt heard. "Yeah I guess. It freaked me out a little and then I wasnt sure if you were mad at me for getting us into that situation." "What do you mean? We both decided to go to his place. You didnt force me." Tyler nodded. "I know. But I was the one that said it would be fun if someone watched us. I didnt think it would go that far." "Is that what freaked you out? That we went that far?" Tyler was silent for a beat or two again before responding. He wasnt sure how to say what he was thinking. "No I dont think so. I think it freaked me out that..." Here again Tyler paused. Now he knew what to say, he just didnt know if he could say it out loud. "...that....uh....that I liked it that much." Chris wanted to hear those words but didnt think he would. He could feel himself getting hard. "Yeah I get that. I feel the same way. Would you wanna do it again sometime?" Tylers head immediately went to Casey suggesting that Chris could join them. The thought of going back to Hunters house did not even cross his mind. "That could be fun." The two went silent as Chris began to think through a plan to message Hunter and invite Tyler, while Tyler thought about how to tell Chris about Casey before inviting him over for a 3 way. Chris broke the silence again just as the two were about to part ways to go to their respective dorms. "Ok nice. Ill text you or you text me." Tyler nodded finally turning to look Chris in the eyes. "Ok sure." ********** The two boys could not get back to their dorms fast enough. Tyler got to his hall and went straight for Caseys room. He knocked on the door and walked in without waiting for a response. Casey was sitting at his desk studying wearing sweatpants and no top. He looked up at Tyler and saw something like urgency in his face. "Hey whats up?" Tyler realized in that moment that he was blowing things out of proportion. The hot guy down the hall from him was really all he needed. Why complicate things by adding Chris back into the mix? Maybe he would hold off on the part about hooking up again. "Nothing much. Just got a bunch of work done at the library." "Nice bro. Did you wanna hang out?" "Nah its ok. Youre working. We can hang out later." Tyler couldnt hold it back. He had to tell Casey at least something about what had just happened. "Uh I did see that guy I was telling you about at the library." "Which guy?" "Uh...the guy I was with before..." "Oh that guy. Did you talk?" "A little bit." "About the last time you fucked?" Casey could see Tyler squirming talking about this and he found it endearing. To Casey there was something adorable in Tylers innocence more so because he knew that underneath it was a hungry bottom who loved getting bred. "Kind of I guess. He liked it so maybe I was overreacting since we both had fun." "So maybe you should see if he wants to play with us." "Maybe..." ********** Chris messaged Hunter just about the moment he walked into his room. C - I just bumped into Tyler H: Oh yeah? You guys fuck? C - No we saw each other at the library. H: So? That would be even hotter! LOL C - He said he liked what we did the last time. He said he would be up for hanging out again. H: Great when are you boys going to come over? C - I dont know. We didnt work that out. But I could ask. H: Just say the word. I can tell Greg to come over too. He might try to keep you all to himself though. C - Haha ok I'll let you know when we figure it out. What held Chris back was knowing that bringing him to Hunters place meant that Tyler would leave with what he now had. He couldnt even think the words in his head let alone say them aloud. Unless he was high. But the reason Chris couldnt just decide not to make it happen was that he wanted to watch as Tyler got fucked the way he got fucked. The way he was made higher and higher and more and more twisted. Thats what he wanted to see them do to Tyler. The two forces pulled at each other and left him paralyzed when it came to setting things up. But a week after they saw each other at the library, it was Tyler who texted Chris. T: Hey C - Hey whats up T: So theres this guy who lives down the hall from me C - Ok T: He would be into hanging out Chris wasnt sure what this meant. This entire time he had thought that they were talking about going back to Hunters. Was Tyler inviting someone else to come along or was he not thinking about Hunter at all? C - Oh T: Not into it? C - No I am. I thought we were talking about going to hang out with Hunter. Or did you want this guy to come to Hunters place too? He has more space haha T: Thats true. And I guess more privacy too. I could ask if he would wanna do that. C - Ok. I can message Hunter and see if hes into it T: Ok ********** Greg was just out of the gym shower after his workout when he got a message from Hunter. H: You wont believe what amazing fuck fantasy has just fallen into our laps G: Oh really? H: What if I told you that our college boy Chris was coming back to play with us with not one but two other college boys? G: Neg? H: What do you think? Do you even need to ask? Greg was suddenly reminded that his towel wasnt around his waist but around his neck. Reading Hunters texts got him fully hard. G: Count me in.

Suppose it’s hard because each person has something different they want to get from it. One guy wanted me to put on women’s underwear and lie in a sling while he try’s and gets guys to come over and record it all. At the time I backed out, one of my biggest regrets because if I had gone over and had a couple of drinks and if he asked I know I would have thought with my cock and been all up for it, it would have been pretty humiliating for me because I am very private and straight acting. Also some doms know how to get you so horny before hand you loose some inhibition and do stuff you normally won’t, one guy got me so horned up he beat my balls hard, until my cock was limp and the cum literally dripped out from hard paddling and punching, normally I could never take such a painful experience but he got me in a place where I wanted my balls ruining. The doms who get in your head really make you do humiliating/nasty things that you would never do normally and make you look back and think damn was I really begging to get my balls beat so hard they won’t work.....

Just for today, just for the holiday: It's not hard, he thinks, seducing these neg only safe-sex only clean cut types. Just lie to them. Tell them what they want to hear, say, "Yes, I'm clean and disease free" (Technically HIV is not a disease, it's a virus). Smile in your pictures a little mysteriously and nod at all the right moments, "Yes, I always practice safe-sex" (What does that mean anyway...like if we don't end up knifed to death...that's safe sex right...?). Start in quick but subtle with the ever tried and true, "So what kind of porn do you like? I love XXX and ZZZ" (bareback only studios that are poz-friendly). "Yeah, they're awesome..." "Yeah, bareback is the best." "Yeah..." They're mine...all the time. It's so easy to invite them over and have them look and stare and think, "He's so nice," and smile broad and say, "Come inside, the bedroom is this way," Leading them easily over and over again, into the bedroom, "Make yourself comfortable and take off your clothes." Casually do the same, and look at the monitors playing porn then say, "So what kind of guys do you like." Do the my type and your type game for a bit and then just nod slightly and kick back in bed and led the clumsy foreplay begin. Let them trip over themselves over and over again as they try to impress you and just keep glancing back and forth to the screens of porn and then chuckle aloud and say, "I've got something for you to try." Reach to the side of your bed and pull out that glass pipe and a micro torch and smile as you heat the pipe just so and then hit it just right, watch their eyes grow big and they never say anything contrary. Exhale a perfect white cloud of that fucking fantastic smoke and then pass them the pipe and say, "Here, hold it in your mouth like this," as you position the pipe in their mouth, and finally say, "I'll light it for you, just inhale when I say so." They barely nod but you can sense their excitement bleeding into the air. Heat the pipe again and then when that white smoke starts to rise to the top, say, "Hit it." Always "hit it" because that sets them up to fall so far down they won't ever hit the ground. And then ya just let the white smoke do its magic. Pretty soon Mr. I'm Safe Sex Only guy is on his back with his eyes dilated with fuck-lust saying, "Fuck my pussy! Fuck my pussy!" And it's hot because he's so straight-arrow clean-cut nicely dressed jock guy...with an ass so wet you can stick your raw cock in it at any moment. So you do while you hit the pipe and let him watch you in awe as you take the hit and slide into him and fuck him hit after hit. You fuck him doggy and sitting so that he can take some hits as well...you are after all, generous to a fault. It's so natural to just ask him, "You want me to knock you up? You want me to poz you?" It's so natural for him to say, "Yes. Breed me. Please breed me." So you do, and you smile as his pupils dilate and he smiles feeling your toxic seed spraying inside him and you both gasp and then you smile when he reaches for the pipe and asks you to help light the pipe. "Of course," you say. What else would an incubus do?

Part 2: Hey, wanna get aids? I've had a hard time trying to explain this next part. It's all kinda messed up in my head, still. It's so irrational. But, I'll try to make it make some sense. I took up Sean on his invitation to his place. Honestly, I almost turned around a few times. I was kinda shocked that I ended up there. We made some small talk, and Sean offered me a drink. That helped calm me down some. And then he just told me I should go to his bedroom and undress and lie down on my stomach. I don't know why, but it all seemed so normal. I couldn't get his warning out of my head .. he was going to give me aids. Yet, somehow I walked back to his bedroom and was surprised that I already had a hard-on. As I lied down on his bed, the satin sheets felt amazing against my cock. For a moment, I worried I might get pre-cum on his sheets then kinda laughed to myself that I would worry about such a thing in this situation. I didn't hear him come in. I just felt a hand on the back of my thigh. When I turned my head to get a look, there was his body looking even better than his pictures. His cock seemed even bigger somehow as it bent upward. It was shiny and you could say radiant. Before I knew it, he was on top of me, and I quickly found his dick probing around my hole. I felt unexpectedly wet. Then, I realized he must have already lubed himself while I waited for him. He leaned into my ear and asked, "Why are you here?" And for some reason, I drew a blank. I didn't know what to say right away. He was prodding around my hole, and it was very distracting and arousing. And, then, I remembered why. I softly answered, "I wanna get aids." Say it again, he said and then licked the inside of my ear. "I wanna get aids" I said a little louder. That's when I felt him start to make entry. I'm a decent bottom, but he felt much thicker than I imagined. It burned for a moment, then he pulled out, and gently pushed in the tip, this time having acquired more lube. My mind raced. What was I doing?! When he spoke, I felt more at ease, oddly enough. "You're gonne get aids," he said as he dipped his thick head deeper into me. I gasped for breath. The shock of my willingness and the quick entry both startled me. I squirmed a little bit as my ass was slowly stretched and I felt his length pry into me. "Say it," Sean prompted me. I didn't hesitate this time and managed to say more loudly, "I wanna get aids." He retracted his cock a bit, and slid it in a bit deeper. "Say it again," he said. The feeling was indescribable. I was terrified and turned on at the same time. I never felt so conflicted, but never so horny either. This time, I blurted it out "I wanna get aids!" Another tongue into my ear. His tongue violated my ear just as aggressively as his cock was violating my ass. I didn't need his prompt this time. "I wanna get aids!" I announced even louder to hear it over the slurping noise in my ear. Suddenly, his gentle thrusting picked up into a steady fucking. And it felt wonderful! And .. just full. I was full of cock! When I didn't think I could feel any better, he whispered into my ear, "I'm giving you aids." The feeling was too intense. I had to close my eyes. I almost thought I would shoot cum out my eyes if I didn't. I never been more turned on. "Oh Shit!" I started yelling when he picked up his pace. I was starting to lose control. My sanity disappeared altogether. All I knew how was that I wanted Sean to give me aids. And I couldn't stop asking for it. I don't know how many times I begged for it. "I want aids!! Give me aids!!!!" At this point, it all seemed perfectly normal. He was fucking me furiously. That's not the right word. He wasn't just fucking me, he was violently attacking my hole faster and harder than I had ever felt. He was grunting as he continue to pound me and assured me "yeah .. you're getting my fucking aids in you. You love my aids cock fucking your hole don't you?" he asked at some point. I remember screaming, "fuck yes! fuck yes! give me aids! please give me aids !!!" And then I felt it. The pumping, the balls deep thrusts that hit places inside me I never know I had. "Here it comes!" he exclaimed. And then I felt the wetness, the spasms of his cock inside me. I involuntarily started to cum into the satin sheets beneath me too. As I began to orgasm, a flash of reality hit me. Mid-orgasm, I realized "I'm getting aids ..." I felt a wave of panic overcome me. He kept pounding me deeply and my ass felt squishy. I don't know how it happened, but the terror I felt was folded into my orgasm and I ended up howling "Fuck yes! want aids!!!" And then I must have cum buckets. The satin sheets underneath me felt entirely drenched. I still felt Sean inside me with occasional pumping sensations. And I didn't want him to pull out. To this day, I still don't know why I did that.

Sorry for the delay in posting the next and final chapter... Here you go. Can't wait to hear your thoughts... I stood there watching as my boyfriend bounced up and down on Jean's huge hard cock. He was grunting with pleasure as he lowered himself hard against Jean's crotch and pulled himself off, again and again. Jean was guiding him by tweaking hard on my boy's nipples. They were moaning back and forth in French, and I couldn't understand a word. My boy threw his head back and rode Jean's cock and then raised himself up and pulled off. He opened his eyes and saw me standing there dumbstruck. He walked over to me as his hard cock bounced up and down. He wrapped his arms around me and stuck his tongue in my mouth. “Please. I want this. I NEED this!” His hands worked down to my pants, and he unzipped, allowing my now-hard cock to plop out. “We NEED this.” He drew me to where Jean was laying, milking his hard slimy raw dick. It wasn't until my boy pushed my face down into Jean's crotch and I smelled my boy's ass juices that I even realized they had been fucking bare. There was a bit of foamy cum puddled at the base of his cock; It must have been my morning's load having worked its way out with Jean's fucking. I knew it was totally wrong, and maybe a bit dangerous to be playing with this guy who had just lost his lover to AIDS. But it felt so good to be sharing this incredible experience with my boyfriend that I decided to just go with it. My boy wriggled my pants down and Jean pulled my shirt over my head, forcing my tongue to bathe his huge sweaty balls. I ran my hands all over his burly furry chest until my fingers came in contact with his over-sized nipples. He must have been into clamps or something they were so big. My boy pushed me forward until I could chew on Jean's nipples. “Plus sévère! Harder!,” Jean shouted as he forced my face into his chest. My boy was spreading my cheeks. I was always a top with him, and he never paid any attention to my ass at all. It felt great as he pulled my cheeks apart and dove his tongue into my hole. When Jean had had enough of my nipple play, he shoved my face down to his crotch. I swallowed his stick uncut member as deeply as I could, lapping my own cum off his pubes. My boy inserted a finger or two and started loosening my ass up just the way I usually loosened his. I was groaning as Jean held my face down on his dick. He pulled me up again and yanked my legs so that they were alongside him and my ass was an inch over his drooling cock. Jean shouted something in French to my boy that must have been “Put it in his hole!” My boy eased my ass lower until Jean's cock was right at my asshole. My boy was egging me on, encouraging me to take this stranger's bare cock in my ass. “You gonna take his dick? Gonna take his raw load? Gonna milk that cock until he cums?” My head spun, and I saw stars as Jean lurched forward until the head of his cock was splitting me in two. My boy lowered his face to my ass so that he could drool on and lick Jean's cock as it disappeared into my gut. Jean fucked me hard for a few minutes until my legs started to give out. I leaned forward and Jean grabbed my head, forcing his tongue into my mouth. I could feel my face burning as his stubble ground into my sensitive skin. I heard my boy's phone snap as he must have been taking photos of my ass full of raw French cock. He kept snapping as he came up behind me and eased his dick up against my hole. I realized he meant to fuck me alongside Jean! I knew there was no was to protest but I let out a muffled groan into Jean's mouth as my boy speared my ass. They double-fucked me until I was crying in pain. My boy came first, jamming his dick as far into me as it would go. The extra wetness in my ass helped the pain and he then plopped out as Jean jack-hammered into me until he too lost his load, breeding me deep. I pulled off of Jean and collapsed onto the rug. My boy snapped a few pics of their cum running out of my ass and onto the priceless rug. Jean scooped me up, naked in his arms as he kissed my boy hard. “So glad you two were able to make it today. I was afraid you might, how do you say, chicken out.” I figured out that my boyfriend had planned the whole thing. He had wanted me to take this guy's load and had planned the whole weekend just so it would seem like chance. As their loads leaked out of my slack hole, Jean carried me up the stairs and through a gallery into a bedroom. I heard the sound of machines clicking and beeping. There, in a huge canopy bed, hooked up to machines, was a shadow of a man close to death. I knew at once that this must be Jean's lover. I had thought that he was dead, but I realized that Jean had never actually said so, only that his lover had AIDS. Jean laid me down next to his sleeping lover and crawled on top of me. My boyfriend climbed into the bed on the other side and removed the man's oxygen mask and kissed him gently. The man woke up and Jean caressed him and unbuttoned his pyjamas. Together, they pulled down the sheets and Jean swallowed the man's cock. It felt tender and beautiful to be so close to such an intimate moment between lovers running out of time. My boy kissed gently down the man's gaunt frame and joined Jean lapping at his lover's hardening dick. He was at death's door but had no problem getting hard. It was one thing to get double-fucked by this dying man's lover and my boyfriend, but I felt really strange, and very horny, watching these two tongue-bathe a diseased AIDS cock. When the man was fully hard and oozing precum, my boy lapped up a pearl of clear juice and crawled over to me, feeding it to me. I realized that I had toxic precum in my mouth and nearly fainted. I was reeling as my boy swiped some of the man's juice and began rubbing it into his own ass. Jean helped my boy straddle the dying man's body and aimed his lover's bare cock into my boyfriend's quivering ass. It was the third dick my boyfriend had taken that day, and it slipped in easily. My boy lowered himself all the way onto his dick and moaned with pleasure. I heard the machines beeping faster and faster as the old man's heartbeat quickened. My boyfriend leaned forward to kiss the dying man, now gulping for breath without his oxygen. Jean crawled up behind my boyfriends's ass and licked up and down his crack. Jean fisted his cock to full hardness and slipped in into my boyfriend's ass. My boyfriend whimpered as he took those two cocks. I was mesmerized knowing he had an old man's POZ cock bare in his hole. Jean was crying out as he fucked my boy harder and harder, pumping his hips into my boy's body. He went in balls deep and let his load go, filling my boy's ass with his seed. The old man gasped as he too lost his POZ load. They were a sweaty pile of arms and legs, tangled in the sheets. They separated as I came to my senses. I had just watched my boy knowingly take a POZ load. Jean spoke in French as my boy replaced the man's mask and the machines whirred back to normal. My boy nodded. Jean turned to me and said, “Thank you for allowing that to happen. Both of you two will carry on our line for years to come.” I didn't fully comprehend until later that Jean was also POZ. He had also been fucked by the rent boys who had been fucking his lover. I wound up taking his load again once after I had figured it out what had happened and why we were really there. After all, my boy had two POZ loads simmering in his hole and I wanted to even the score. Driving back to our hotel that night, we both had toxic loads leaking out of our asses. My boy explained to me that Jean and his lover were actually his clients, and that taking their loads meant a great deal of money for his firm and for us as well. My boy explained to me that Jean was on meds and I was likely not going to catch anything from him. My boy had not wanted to expose me to any real risk of becoming POZ. He had taken that role for himself as the old man likely had a very high viral load. He asked if we should go on PEP medication, and we decided against it. We would let nature run its course, just as it had for Jean and his lover.

Thanks, Flexbtm. Glad you found it. I've copied it here. This isn't quite the version I remember, but it's very, very close. There are probably many versions out there. _____________________________________________________________ When I was 18 I was invited to a frat Halloween party with a bunch of other mostly gay (some were bi) white freshmen. The party was hosted by a black gay frat. I guess it was hard for them to attract new recruits until it later in most college kids, let alone black guys. I went as a lifeguard complete with red trunks and sandals and in the midwest in late October. Lets just say, I was dedicated to the arts. I was pretty tan and I just about had washboard abs stacked with a nice body. I could sense the eyes of everyone when we walked through the door. There was a wide range of guys there all over the house. There was a Roman gladiator. There was a priest. Prehaps, the best costume was this tall black muscle guy who as a werewolf. He was built like a god with huge pecs showing through his torn shirt with tuffs of hair. He had a shaved head and white fangs. I noticed him following me with his eyes. They were dark grey. My cock stirred, but then a drink was thrust into my hand and I was momentarily distracted. I danced with my friends for a longest time. We drank a ton and was starting to get quite horny. In fact, the whole room was getting horny. We all did some tequila shots and we starting to feel it. I was noticing the room was starting to making out. The whole room was going and people started disappearing. I went to find the bathroom as I had to piss and down the hall. I found the first fucking. A boy from my bio class, who was dressed like a school boy and some hot dark haired guy who I had seen around school was fucking him. He was dressed up as a mechanic complete with overalls that were open down the front to expose his huge dark dick. I stopped and stared in awe as his dark dick banged away at my friends white ass. The guy was not wearing a condom. I was shocked but was so turned on. I started to get a hard on. I moved onto the bathroom door. Someone was in the bathroom so I got stuck waiting. The kid from bio was moaning real loud. The guy behind him was fucking him so hard you could hear his hips slapping hard against his ass. My friend reached out and jerked me through my shorts as we looked at each other. Completely amazed at what was going on. The mechanic guy fucking the boy started grunting and moaning "I'm going to fucking cum" My buddy tried to pull off but the mechanic dude held his shoulders in place and unloaded dark seed deep inside him. My buddy looked panicked, as the guy pulled out, smiled and walked out to piss out the side door. I was just about to follow when the bathroom door opened. "Can I push it out?" my friend asked. I told him sure. I was jealous, but glad all at the same that I wasn't him. We went into the bathroom together to discover another kid from our school getting barebacked hard in the shower. I knew what bareback was, but I never done it before. I was way too hard to piss so I left my buddy alone to try to push out the cum and deal with whatever he had to deal with by himself. I walked through the house as it slowly evolved into a full on orgy. The kid dressed as a priest was getting fucked by black guy dressed as a doctor in the kitchen by the booze. A fairy, a real stretch I know, with a real great ass that I has fucked before was being barebacked by the a construction worker on the floor by the 'fridge. In the dining room, Peter Pan from my dorm was on his back on the table with the gladiator's huge bare black dick up in his tight white ass. I watched as a quiet guy from my english class, who was dressed up like a ghost was pushed to his knees by a black dude dressed like a cop. I was starting to feel kind of left out and headed back to the living room. People were, at least, still dancing there, though it was way more sexual than before. The hot werewolf dude was still there, and he continued to follow me with his eyes. I could tell he was mentally making me his. He walked confidently to me and said hi. I said hi. The dark skin and tuffs of hair looked so so real. I asked if I could touch it. "Sure" he said. His chest was hard. His abs were firm. His arms were huge and muscular. Next I knew he was kissing me. His lips were powerful. His tongue took control of my mouth. His strong hand enclosed mine and pulled me behind him away from the living room. There was no point in resisting. And I really did not want to. In the dining room, the gladiator came with a roar of victory into Peter Pan's ass and my shy ghost buddy was taking the bare dick of the cop like a champ. The scene back in the kitchen revealed a new set of men fucking each other. The bathroom door was half open and my buddy from bio class was bent over taking more bare cock. I heard him ask for a load from the 'sailor' who was running his bare dick int him. The sailor grunted and seemed to be unloading as my werewolf-hunk shoved me hard against a wall and started making out with me again. Soon my dick was in his mouth and I glanced over to see my buddy getting yet another bare dick up his hole. His third that night. While the beautiful werewolf man ate my dick, I saw him release his dick from the torn short pants he was wearing. He unbuttoned them and they fell to the ground. His dick was probably 8 inches uncut and was as dark as the rest of him. I leaned agaist the wall and moaned as it felt so fucking good. Then before long I felt his manly fingers probe my ass. I knew where this was headed. I was going to be his boy. He was going to fuck me. I opened my ass to his fingers. He turned me around and pulled my red shorts the rest of the way off of me. I was completely naked. He ate out my hole while another kid from our school unloaded in my buddy's ass. I didn't feel bad for him anymore. I wanted to be him. I wanted to feel that black cum in me. Suddenly the werewolf behind me picked me up in his thick dark arms. He laid me on the center island in the kitchen. I looked into his grey eyes as He positioned my feet on his shoulders. I thought of asking for a condom. But I already knew there were no condoms at this party. And, I really didn't want him to put one. I wanted his seed deep in my ass. He spit on the palm of his hand and lubed up his cock. I felt the head pressing in. It hurt like a mother fucker. I had been fucked before, but he was larger than anyone else. I tried to relax and coax him in. He slowly kept pushing until he bottomed out his dark black cock deep in my white midwest ass. "Fuck yeah" he said. "You like my dark nigger cock, don't you boy?" "Fuck yeah" I said. "Give it to me." I cried. "Oh I will" he said with a deep laugh. As he started fucking me. His dick felt hot. His muscle flesh strained to get it all in me, deep in me. My buddy took a break from the orgy to come watch me get barebacked for the first time. "Fuck that's hot" I heard him say as the eight inches ramrodded in and out of me. I just threw my head back and let the wolf stud take over. His raw dick plowed me and his strong hands held me down, pulling at my flesh. He was owning me. "You're mine" he hissed. "Fuck yeah" I said. "Take me." He picked up the pace and started grunting. I thought that meant he was going to cum and I started squirming. I wasn't really ready. "Cum in his ass!" someone said. It was my buddy. I looked at him. He was jerking off and the mechanic from earlier was behind him about to enter him again. "Fuck yeah" the muscular werewolf said. "Here it cums." I panicked but was so very turned on and started panting "yes" over and over. The beautiful muscular wolf man growled and then let out an animal roar as he fucked into me. I could feel his cock growing and pulsing as he shot inside me. He shot for a long time like he hadn't cum in a long time. "Fuck yeah" he said. "Take my wolf seed faggot! You like that? Ung!" He slowly pulled out and I saw the tuffs of hair come off of his body and his cock was coated with cum. I hadn't cum yet and stood erect leaking precum. "Hot" said the man dressed like a werewolf. "No turning back now, cumslut. Go get some more." And he left. Egged on by my buddy I took the mechanic's third load of the night right there on the kitchen floor, and then my buddy unloaded in me. Finally, I found the shy kid in the dining room again. The wolf stud was finishing up inside him. "No, don't cum in-" he didn't get it out when that animal roar happened again. I quickly took my place there and didnt last three strokes before I dumped a white hot load deep into his paniced guts. When it was starting to wind down and my friends were pairing off or calling taxis, the wolf stud found me again. "Youre mine tonight" he said. I looked into those dark greyeyes. "Youre getting more" he said. I willingly held out my hand and felt his strong hand wrap around mine again. That was how it started.