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“Fuck man! You’re poz?” “Yup, poz and very, very toxic.” “Fuck no! And you brought me here to try and fuck me bareback?” “I’m going to fuck you raw and paint your guts with my toxic load.” “Asshole, no you are not. We can fuck alright, in fact that’s what I came for, but you are going to wear a condom.” He laughed; “Bud, I don’t even have a condom in my place. Did you bring one?” Dejected I responded, “No” and began to pull my pants back on. I didn’t even look for my underwear, I just needed out of this place. “Where do you think you are going?” a slight bit of anger in his voice. “Home” “Why?” “Cause there’s not going to be any fucking going on here tonight.” “But why not?” “You are poz and toxic. Did you think I’d let your scorpion sting me? What the fuck?” “But you take two loads every night on stage, and I know you’ve been going back to his place for more. You’ve already taken more than two dozen toxic loads in the last two weeks. Why not take mine?” “What do you mean?” “Did you ever check his ass tattoo. It’s not drawn on there by the makeup department, it’s for real.” The blood froze throughout my body. “But how could you know? You don’t know he’s poz and toxic.” “I fuckin well do, who do you think pozed me about a month ago?” “I don’t believe you. He’s kind, he wouldn’t do that to either of us,” “Don’t be so naïve. Surely you suspected something when at the last moment your production left the legit theatre and relocated to the basement below a sex shop, which itself is below a gay bathhouse. No legit theatre would allow unsimulated sex on their stage, let alone where a known poz porn actor was going to infect a neg bottom. Everybody, all the other actors, the techies, the director …. Everyone is in on this.” “I don’t believe you, I just don’t.” I was pulling on my shirt as he pulled out his cell phone and dialed. “Hey friend. How was your back ally shag? … yeah …. Nice … Did he know you were poz breeding him? … yeah? … did he beg for it? …. Fuckin hot man. … no way! Chaser hun! Fucking twisted! But so was I.… un hun. Look can you swing by here? …. Your co-lead came home with me and is freaked out by my scorpion tattoo” He arrived 20 minutes later. Most of which his friend spent trying to seduce me into his bed. Poor sod couldn’t seem to take ‘NO’. I was livid with my bear co-star, cursing, swearing, crying, calling him every nasty evil name that I could think of. I was desperately hoping he would deny everything his twisted friend was trying to tell me. He admitted that he was indeed poz and highly toxic. He had pozed his friend and about seven other guys. Rather than apologize he told me that I was already infected. How could I not be he reasoned. I’d been taking his loads for two weeks. He’d been scratching my gut walls before breeding me at his apartment. I was livid, cursing, swearing, I found even more vile names to call him and his mother for bringing him into the world. He still insisted I was already HIV positive and should let his friend shag me. In fact he was there now and so why didn’t I let both of them have at my ass. It’s like neither of them were hearing a word I had to say. I finally just left. Hailed a cab and got to my hotel as fast as I could. A cute young dimple cheeked man got on the elevator with me. I tried to avert my eyes from his gaze. I didn’t want him to see I’d been crying, I didn’t want him to know I was upset. But he kept his gaze on me and slowly moved in closer and closer. When my shoulders started to shake and the tears began to flow like a river he just wrapped his arms around me and held me. No words, he just held me. My sobbing stopped as the doors opened for his floor. He gently drew me out of the elevator and backed me up against a wall. He leaned in placing his sweet lips on mine. Suddenly I pulled away and asked the most foolish question since he had already been kissing me; “Can I kiss you?” He grinded, “Yeah” I took his cute dimpled cheeks into my hands, pulled him in and landed a lip lock on his mouth, my tongue darting for his tonsils. “Can I ask you another question?” “Yeah” “Can I fuck you?” “I thought you’d never ask” he answered smiling broadly. He started leading me toward his room, I guess, but I had another idea. “In the stair well, I want to fuck you in the stair well.” “Um, yeah, I guess so.” As soon as the stairwell door closed he dropped his jeans and leaned with his hands against the wall presenting me his ass. Nothing was said about protection or lube so I just spit on my hand a few times lubricating his ass and my raw cock. I held a hand over his mouth as I brutally rammed into his tender ass. When his muffled scream subsided and I remover my hand he told me; “Fuck me, pound me deep, I love your fuckin raw cock up my hole. Give it to me.” I was pounding away; “I don’t’ think I’ll last very long ….” “I don’t care, just breed me, cum in my ass.” My cum canon was blasting before he finished his sentence. When I caught my breath, and my cock slipped out of his hole he said; “That was fucking awesome, thanks. Now come back to my room.” In his room he opened his bar fridge and poured us three shooters each. “First toast is to our mutal animalistic attraction …. Second toast is for the fuckin fantastic breeding you just gave me in the stair well …. Third toast is to anticipate the load I’m going to suck out of your ass before I fuck you silly.” We quickly downed the shooters He proceeded to rip both our clothes off and push me onto the bed on my back. He grabbed my legs and pulled my ass to the edge of the bed. In no time he was sucking my co-star’s cum out of my hole. And the next thing I knew his nice sized cock was buried in me balls deep. He leaned over to kiss me and feed me some of the cum he had just harvested from my ass. It tasted like ambrosia, heavenly, cum and ass juices, who knew? I decided not to say anything and just enjoy the ride. This didn’t keep me from groaning out my intense pleasure. He took this as permission to piston me without mercy and he was soon unloading deep in my ass. After an extremely short breather I noticed his cock was still in me and just as hard, or harder than ever. With a question in my eyes I looked deep into his. He just smiled, and nodded, and resumed the fuck. I couldn’t hold back, “Holy Shit” “Yup, I’ve got about three more in me and we’re not done ‘til they are in you.” It took him about 20 minutes to orgasm the second time, and about an hour for the third. Every load painting my intestinal organs. That’s when we took a break and started talking. Pillow talk. I found myself confessing I might have pozed him in the stairwell. He was none pulsed admitting he knew. He had known I was carrying a load for him to feltch from my ass because he had seen me bred earlier in the evening on stage. He knew the bear as a porn star that couldn’t get work in the porn industry because of his status. He had almost spontaneously cum in his pants he was so turned on seeing the bears biohazard tattoo flex as he unloaded in my ass bareback on stage. He knew who I was and had rushed to get on the elevator alone with me. “You knew who I was and you still agreed to let me fuck and breed you? Are you already poz?” “No sir, but I can’t think of anyone I’d rather have give me the gift.” “Well, I’ve not been tested. We don’t know for sure I’m poz.” I stayed the night and kept being wakened by his manhood pushing at my ass. After three more loads I fell in to such a deep sleep. … to be continued

The last few days had been super hectic. Mike had not had anytime for his pozzing fun. While he had made a ton of money, he still wanted to knock up another hole before he left. He only had today. He worked tonight and flew out in the morning. He jumped on Grindr and found a hot skinny fem boy, Adam, that wanted his dick. He was 19, 6’0, 4.5 in cut dick, and skinny. He was also neg and not on prep. He totally fell for Mike telling him he was ddf on prep. Adam showed up to his room and knocked on the door as Mike was drying off from the shower. Mike answered the door naked and he saw Adams eyes almost bug out of his head. “Get in here boy and suck daddy’s dick” Adam did as he was told and dropped to his knees right inside the door. Taking Mikes’s big fat semi hard dick in this throat. He was choking in no time from the throat fucking Mike was giving him. Josh opened the connecting door to Mike’s room and walked in. “He bro, you have the sheet for tonight? Oh, I see you decide for some fun.” “Yea, I got this little fag here to suck and ride my dick. Come over and he will suck yours too” Adam tried to pull off the dick but Mike held his head on it. He looked down at the boy and said, “I know you’re a slut and want both our dicks” He let Adam off his dick just enough for him to say “Yes daddy” As Josh came over and stripped Mike directed Adam’s throat onto his buddy’s rock hard dick. Mike moved behind Josh and wrapped his arms around his upper body and looked over his shoulder at the fag deep throating him. “I think it’s time you fuck a boy hole buddy” Josh looked at Mike wide eyed, then got the mischievous grin he was know for. “Fuck yes!” “First let me eat your hole as he sucks you before you fuck him” he didnt give Josh any time to object. He was down on his knees using his bigger muscles to hole Josh in place fucking Adam’s throat and while he spread Josh’s cheeks. Josh jumped when Mikes wet tongue hit his hole. But it was followed by a moan. He never had his ass ate by a guy but he loved it! HE continued to face fuck Adam as he felt this new heavenly sensation of his buddy’s warm tongue in his ass! Mike had been planning to break in Josh at some point but hadnt yet. He knew Josh was a pig and figured he be a bottom once he got a dick in him. But the best part was if he could fuck Josh he knew Josh would spread that toxic hiv seed to all the women he fucked and impregnated. So it be a double pregnancy, a baby and hiv. He figured now was the time. Mike directed Adam to lay over the sofa, took some lube and put it on Adam’s hole and then on Josh’s dick. He stood behind Josh as he directed his dick into the raw neg twink hole. He stood behind Josh as he started to pump into the twink hole. His hard dick rubbing Josh’s upper right butt cheek as he kissed on Josh’s neck and ear lobe. Josh moaned with ecstasy. As Josh got his rhythm, Mike put his lube covered fingers into Josh’s crack. Josh slowed for a minute but continued. He leaned into Mikes kisses as he started to pound Adam harder. Mike slipped his lube covered index finger into the spit drenched hole. Josh jumped at first but Mike kept the finger in him and he went back to his rhythm. “Let me put in you man. You will love it bro! Just this once.” Mike whispered to Josh. Josh had thought about taking dick many times. Never tried. Though several girls had rimmed him and fingered him. He nodded yes then whispered back “just pull out” Mike didn’t answer back but instead lined his massive rock hard tool up with his straight buddy’s neg hole. He knew Josh didn’t take prep. He was precumming already! So as to not scare him out of it, Mike went slow, and once he was in held him still so he would not pull off. After about 2 minutes and 4 inches Josh stared to moan again. And then rock on the big raw rock in him as his own dick went into Adams twink hole. Soon Josh was balls deep in Mike’s dick fucking himself on his best friends big fat raw dick as he fucked his first boy ass. He was moaning and in heaven. It took all of 5 minutes for Josh to feel his nut coming on. “Fuck this is going to make me cum” ”impregnate that boy pussy bro!” Mike said as Adam said “Fuck, yes bred me!” Josh unloaded balls deep in the twink hole. He didn’t realize as he was cumming Mike was dumping his second poz load in his ass! He loved being a silent cummer. The first load he put in Josh shortly after he started getting into the man in the middle fuck. They de-coupled as Josh moved around to the font of the sofa and told Adam to suck his dick. Mike slide his still hard poz dick in the boy and continued to fuck him. Going very hard and deep to tear his hole. He knew his third load wouldn’t be as big so he needed to be sure the boy pussy tore. After about 10 mins of him hate fucking Adams boy pussy as he sucked on Josh’s now soft dick Mike moaned and announced he was cumming. Adam begged for the load. After resting from shooting his third charged load, Mike showed Adam out. He came back to a naked Mike on the sofa. ”Man I never knew having a dick in my ass would feel so good! I am glad you didn’t cum in me.” ”I never agreed to that bro, you got 2 of my poz loads in that ass. But hey, just think now you can give chicks a baby and HIV.” ”Yea, true. And now I can give dudes HIV since that twink pussy just now shows me how nice a faggot ass is. I figured you wouldn’t pull out and really kind of glad you didn’t” ”Sweet, let’s shower and then go to work. We both have a busy night and early flight.” “Sure but you think we could shower together?” And that is what they did. Mike put another charged load and some piss in the formally neg hole of his best bud. They both went on shift after the shower and spent the night together in bed before going to the airport the next morning. Mike put another toxic load in that ass in the airport bathroom before Josh went on his flight home. Mikes flight was 30 mins later as they lived in different cities. 2 weeks later Josh called Mike and said he was sick and he had the fuck flu. Mike flew to Josh’s city and spent 4 days nursing him back to health. Which included putting several toxic loads in his ass. On the last day the at home test confirmed Josh’s new status. They celebrated that night by bringing over a couple, guy and girl, to tag. Mike put 3 loads in the guy, Josh put a load in each, and took a load from the guy. After the couple left Josh thanked Mike for the gift and they agreed that future event weekends were going to be a blast as the knock hot guys and girls! The End.

What the fuck now,’ was the panicked thought running through my head. We had gone completely off script and I wasn’t supposed to learn that he had taken the risk of pozing me until I saw the very realistic biohazard tattoo the make-up department had put on the bear’s ass to wiggle at the audience. The other thought, ‘is his biohazard tattoo really a fake’. Both thoughts raced through my mind at lightning speed, but I knew I didn’t have time to dwell on them. I just returned to the script other than bewilderedly asking for confirmation when I did see his tattoo. The script worked perfectly and was all the more powerful with my emotional uncertainty about what had just happened. The bear was far more convincing as well, and the dramatic start didn’t take away from the audience hanging on every word. We argued, we cried, we expressed our overwhelming attraction to each other and we went through the cycle again. Act two began with us at an emergency clinic where I’m administered 'themorningaftertreatment'. Next scene has us back at my apartment and the bear making sexual moves on me. I’m like “Really? You just almost pozed me and you want me to give up my ass so soon?” “Your protected now.” His words once again traveling to my core and causing me to melt. We are soon both naked and the audience is once again seeing his huge bare member disappear up my ass. Lights fade to a black stage. The spot light comes up on a sign held out from the wings, “Four months later.” Stage lights come back up. The bear has me bent over an ottoman and is unloading in my ass once again. Yes, literally breeding me again! He continues pounding me, urging me to jerk off. Okay, we’ve left the script again. I stroke, he pounds, and soon I have one of the biggest longest orgasms of my life. My exhibitionist self is more than happy to receive the cheering. We collapse on the couch and talk about how great we feel we are together. All the fucking hot sex we enjoy together and with others. We marvel at the the fact I’ve been taking his loads all this time, without protection, and I’ve stayed negative. We eventually make our way to bed, and again the stage fades to black. New sign from the wings, “Next morning.” Lights come up, we are still naked in bad. I’m sweating profusely. I’m clearly sick as a dog. Shortest closing scene in theatre history. The ‘opening night after party’ was a blur for me. Everyone was full of praise for the bear and my performance. Especially our director. He kept picking up the tab for our booze and we were soon drunk. I wasn’t thinking clear enough now to even have my questions occur to me. Second night I’m happy and excited to be naked back on stage. Our theatre space is sold out, standing room only. My co-lead doesn’t turn his back to the audience, so again my first move is to actually take his beautiful cock into my mouth for all to see. Cheering from the crowd. When we get to the part where he is to fuck me again we are positioned for the crowd to see every detail. As his mushroom head is seeking to find my hole I stage whisper for only him to hear. “What? Are we doing this again? I thought it was just for opening night.” “See this full theatre? Everyone one of these fags is here to watch me poz breed your neg hole. Do you want to disappoint them now? No longer using stage whisper I call out, “Fuck me with your big raw cock daddy bear!” As he’s pushing in the crowd goes wild with excitement and encouragement. During the intermission the bear brought one of the other cast members and they pulled me aside. The bear was angry and wondered why I hadn’t cleaned out before the show. I didn’t know what he was talking about. The cast member took me off to a bathroom and taught me how to douche. Apparently I had just been lucky the first three times I got fucked By the end of the night I am again hosting two of the bears loads deep in my ass, and I’ve shot off for everyone to see and enjoy. The rest of the weeks performances go well. I’m getting two loads bred into me per show, and more people are cramming in and standing every night. Week two of the run starts once again with a jammed packed enthusiastic crowd. By the end of the night my cohost is so delighted he invites me back to his place for ‘a drink’. I take this invitation literally and am shocked and amazed when the door is hardly closed and he has me bent against the wall, both our pants at our knees and his raw cock pounding away in my well lubricated ass. The second night I knew what I was in for. Any moral compass I used to have about casual sex had completely evaporated. I ended the week having taken the 10 show loads and about 12 after show loads. This bear was insatiable! I didn't have a show the next day so accompanied the bear and a friend of his to a restaurant. During the meal the bear was extremely flirty with our sexy waiter. The waiter was flirting with all of us. While handing his credit card back to the bear the waiter said; "My shift is finished and hubby is home, meet me in the back alley in 5." When the bear left our table his friend asked; “So do you want to order another drink, or come back to my place. I vote for my place.” “What about your friend?” “Oh those two will be a while I can assure you.” “OK I guess it’s drinks at your place.” I knew he had not invited me for drinks. The moment the elevator door closed as we left the restaurant our tongues were down each other’s throats. In the elevator in his building we actually started tearing each other’s clothes off. We were barely decent as we stumbled to his door past an elderly neighbour. She called him by name, gave a knowing wink and wished us both a very good night. As he slipped the rest of the way out of his jeans I saw it. A big scorpion tattoo on the left side of his lower abdomen. I wasn’t sure why it filled me with dread but I remained calm enough to ask him about the tattoo. “My scorpion? You are straight aren’t you?” …. To be continued…

The director was very effusive about my engagement and hot sexiness in the next days blocking of sex scenes with the bear. I had no trouble kissing him passionately. Furthermore, I had to remind myself not to retrieve the bears substantial cock from his skin toned jock and take it in my mouth. He had sprung a boner which was so huge it almost spilled from the skimpy material. I couldn’t help but wonder how different it would taste from last nights escort. In a flash we were at opening night. The director called the cast into a huddle for our pre-show pep talk. He explained that he had a tradition of ‘changing up’ one part of the show for opening night. We had already changed venue a week before the show start. I couldn’t imagine what else he might have in mind. “I want my two leads to get rid of their jockstraps. The play starts with the two of you being attracted to each other and going right into bareback sex with the bear breeding his bottom. The show will be far more powerful if the audience doesn’t have to use their imaginations to get rid of the clothing. They need to see your cocks.” “But what if we get hard?” I protested. “You better fuckin get hard” the director answered back. “We want this to look believable.” The bear looked at me, slipped out of his jock and smiled. “The show must go on. Besides, I’ve been dying to see your cock other than in the pics from your last show.”, he said. Shortly the curtain opened and we made our way onto the stage from opposite sides dressed only in the birthday suites we were born in. There were already a half dozen other men on stage fondling, sucking and fucking each other. I was too distracted by my co-leads huge hard on standing at attention and pointing right at me to notice if the other’s were simulating or really having sex. As we had blocked the scene in rehearsals the bear and my eyes met. We moved toward each other as if there were powerfully attracted magnets in our bodies. When we met up centre stage the bear turned is hairy bum to the audience and I dropped to my knees in front of him. I’m tempted to say I forgot where I was, but truth is, rather than simulating a blow job I took his powerful erection deep into my throat. He decided, game on, grabbed my hair and lit into a relentless face fuck. By now the audience had caught on and they were cheering. The bear shifted his feet to half turn so the audience got a side on view of my oral ministrations. They roared encouragement and nearly ‘raise the roof’ off the theatre. My next move was to stand and passionately kiss the bear co-lead. Whistles and cheers, the audience was wild with animalistic passion. The bear moved into my ear and his words reverberated down my spine to the tip of my toes and made my exposed hard cock twitch. “You started this, we’re going to have to finish this with the same commitment to realness and excellence.” Words only I could hear. Suddenly, he pushed me down with my back resting on an ottoman , my legs in the air and my hairy ass exposed. This is where he deviated from the preshow blocking. He moved me and the ottoman side ways to give the audience a better view of our impending intercourse. His face soon met my hole and he was giving me a better rim job than the escort the night before. The audience was whistling and cheering and my exhibitionist was in full control, accept for one irksome detail , my brain was screaming ‘condom’. I irrationally asked him with a stage whisper loud enough for only him to hear over the crowd; “Do you have a condom?” “I’m starkers here man, of course I don’t have a condom.” “Then turn me back so we can fake it to get through this scene.” He snarled. “No fuckin, way man.” Spit on his hand and lubed my hole. Spit again and lubed his massive cock. With his raw nob at my vulnerable hole, again in stage whisper, he asked. “So are you going to stop this show, or must the show go on?” His eyes melted from angry to an irresistible warmth. “The show must go on, fuckin breed my ass.” Slowly but steadily his massive cock started to disappear into my ass. I was afraid the audience was ready to riot they were making so much noise, standing, jumping and cheering. When I was afraid I couldn’t handle more of his length and girth I told him he had to stop. He did for a moment as one of the other men handed me an open bottle of poppers. I filled both nostrils twice with long deep inhales. My head spun, my ass relaxed, and sucked the rest of him in balls deep. Nothing could stop my exhibitionist now. I shouted out my lines ad lib. I didn’t care what the script said, what he thought. “Damn right, you know what I need, fuck me raw” “Only way I play” he ad libed back. “Yah, daddy bear, fill my ass with your big bare cock.” “Oh yeah, you like my risky daddy bear pistol up your ass don’t you slut.” “Love your cock daddy, need your cum.” “You want daddy to breed you?” “Fuck yah, breed my ass daddy. Seed me up!” “Are you positive” “Yes, I’m positive, breed me now” “So you are positive, that’s HIV positive?” “... What? fuck no, I’m not poz … wait ….what … are you?” “A bit late now with my toxic dick and precum already deep inside you.” Suddenly it seemed I wasn’t in a play anymore, but in real life and overcome with fear. The audience was silent now, you could have heard a pin drop. “Fuck, no, then you better pull out …. Pull out now!” He didn’t. He leaned in and gave me the most passionate deep tongue kiss. I melted and forgot what we had just been talking about, forgot that we were in front of an audience. I moaned deeply and my hands instinctively grabbed his hairy ass and pulled his cock in even deeper. His voice reverberating through me again like a spartan sword claiming, demanding me to give over my life, my all. “I’m very close. Where am I going to cum?” “In me. Breed me. I need all your beautiful cum.” The words rushed from my lips, and this was no stage whisper. The bear bellowed and roared as his entire body tensed and I held him deep inside my ass. To be continued ….

The first time we connected, we agreed to meet in a park where we made our transaction. Several times after that, he would meet me at my house, an hour late, or two hours late, or he wouldn’t show up at all. It drove me crazy, but dealers are hard to come by, and I knew that if I pissed him off, I’d probably have a tough time finding another connection. After we’d met up maybe half a dozen times, I guess he decided that he could trust me, and he started having me meet him at his apartment. That worked out great, no more having to wait around, hour after hour, for him to show up. He would answer the door, we’d make the transaction, and I was on my way. One Saturday afternoon, after the usual frustration of trying to connect with my dealer, I finally got him to answer his phone, and he told me to meet him at his apartment. Fine. At least I wouldn’t waste an entire afternoon waiting for him to show up at my house. No matter how many times I met up with my dealer, I was always extremely nervous, so I got in the habit of taking a couple of big hits on my bubbler, before I left the house. That always made the tension and nervousness roll right off of me. I pulled on a pair of 501’s, my boots, and my black leather motorcycle jacket (no shirt), and headed out. Traffic was good, and parking was easy, so it didn’t take me more than 15 minutes to get to his apartment. Apparently the leather motorcycle jacket look gave him the idea that I was in the mood for some action, because, for the first time, he invited me in. As soon as I was inside, he offered me his pipe, and, of course, I accepted. I took a good hit, then handed it back to him. After we each had taken a few hits, he asked me if I did G. I said, “Sure,” so he went out into the kitchen to mix it up with some Gatorade. He handed it to me, and I drank it right down, as usual. But, man, this was some strong assed stuff ! It made me feel extremely dizzy, and just before I passed out, my eyes closed, and I could feel him unzipping my jacket and tearing open my 501’s. The last thing I remember, I was sitting on the couch, feeling his mouth on my cock. When I came to, I was all put back together, but I was still feeling kind of dizzy. I couldn’t help but notice that, now, there were 2 more men in the apartment. It turned out that one guy was another customer, and the other guy was my dealer’s supplier. The customer was a hot young guy who looked like he was barely of age, if that. He and my dealer were passing the pipe back and forth, and my dealer asked him what he liked. He said that he liked sucking big dicks. My dealer said, “I’ve got a pretty big dick,” and he proceeded to haul it out. He wasn’t kidding. It must have been about 8” long, and quite thick, and cut, with a big helmet head on it. The kid wasted no time dropping to his knees, enthusiastically sucking my dealer’s hard cock. Soon, the kid stripped down, and he resumed sucking. I asked the kid if he wanted to have his cock sucked, too, and he said, “Yeh !” So, I went right to work on him. I’m one of those guys who gets Tina-dick, as soon as I start partying. Not these guys. I was surprised that, even though they’d both been hitting the pipe, over and over, their cocks stayed rock hard. While I happily sucked the entire length of the kid’s cock in and out of my mouth, my dealer placed his hands on the back of the kid’s head, and repeatedly forced his down into the kid’s throat, and held it there until he had to come up for air. It was fuckin’ hot to watch, and I wished that it was my throat that was getting fucked. Several times, the 4th guy in the apartment (my dealer’s supplier) mentioned that he needed a ride back to his house. After a while, the kid had to take off, so I volunteered to drive the supplier back to his house. Every time I think of that afternoon, I could kick myself for not hanging around. Maybe I could have had a nice long session partying with my dealer and sucking and riding his big cock. It was about a 30 minute drive to the supplier’s house, and we exchanged small talk, then he suddenly blurted out, “Have you ever thought about becoming a dealer ?” I admitted that I hadn’t, and he proceeded to give me kind of a soft sell proposition. “You want some real quality shit, not that stuff he’s dealing you, that’s been cut so many times that you can hardly raise a decent cloud.” Well, he was certainly right about that. I told him I’d give it some serious thought, and I’d let him know. When we got to his house, he said, “Come on in. I’ll show you some real quality shit.” No way was I going to refuse THAT offer. I parked the car, and we went inside. Having never been in a supplier’s house, I didn’t know what to expect, but it looked pretty much like any other average house. He quickly gave me the ten-cent-tour, casually mentioning the sling that was hanging from a couple of beams in the ceiling of one of the bedrooms. Of course, my eyes lit up when I saw that. Back in the living room, he told me to have a seat, while he went out to the kitchen to get a couple bottles of water. When he returned, he also had what I was pretty sure was his “stash” kit. Smart guy, I thought. Being a supplier, he must have had a fairly large quantity of Tina, well hidden, somewhere in the house, and he kept a small “stash kit,” just for regular use. “Have you ever done hot rails,” he asked me ? I said that I had done, a couple times. “Wait’ll you try this shit,” he said. “This shit will knock you on your ass ! But, in a good way.” And, he laughed. I was surprised that the only thing in his “stash kit” was one small baggie, about half filled with very finely crushed Tina. Again, he was being smart, not keeping everything in one place. From one room, and then another, he retrieved a large mirror, a long glass rod, and a lighter. After placing the mirror on the coffee table, in front of me, he layed out a couple of fat lines of the Tina, then he proceeded to move a steady blue flame up and down the tip of the glass rod. When he determined that the glass rod was blistering hot, he handed it to me, and said, “There you go. Do that one,” pointing to one of the lines on the mirror. I put the glass rod to my nose, and very quickly sucked up the entire line of finely crushed Tina, holding the smoke in my lungs for a second, before blowing out a huge white cloud. “You feel that,” he asked ? He already knew the answer. He could see my bulging eyes and dilating pupils,as the rush intensified and i gasped for breath, my head and chest feeling hot, and my heart beating a mile a minute. Again, he laughed. Suddenly, I felt an urgent need to get out of my clothes, which I did. I could feel my hole twitching, and I couldn’t keep my hands off my cock as I watched him reheating the glass rod. Then, he handed the rod to me, and told me to continue heating it. “I’ll be right back,” he said. When he returned, he was minus all of his clothes, and wearing nothing but a steel cock ring and a pair of black leather chaps, with his big black cock hanging down, very thick and heavy. Showing a big grin, all I could say was, “Whoa !” “I thought you might like that,” he said, as he took the glass rod from me, and heated it a little more, before he bent down and snorted the second line. Immediately, he grabbed the back of my head, and pressed his lips to mine, and shotgunned the cloud into me, completely filling my lungs. Now, I really was reeling. “Chug down that bottle of water, then follow me,” he said. I was more than happy to do as I was told. He handed me a black jock strap, and said, “Here; try this on.” I pulled it on, glad to cover my ever shrinking Tina-dick, and turned back and forth to see if he approved. He smiled and nodded. “Go ahead and hop in the sling,” he told me, which I was more than happy to do.

I knew the moment he asked me to strip naked for the entire audition that I wanted the part. My exhibitionist self desperately needed the part. On the walk back to my hotel my shacky self-esteem kicked in and my thoughts were full a dreadful foreboding. I drank alone from the bar fridge and got fall down black out drunk. I was awakened about 11 a.m. by a call from the director’s assistant. “We think you would be great for the part. Will you take it?” “Um … yeah. Yes, sure, I would be delighted to take it.” When I got through my disbelief I assured myself I could do this as I would be performing so far away from home. I flew back to Toronto and met my co-lead at the read through. We were given joke straps to wear. He was a handsome 6’4” bear of a man with a deep resonant voice that reverberated all down my spinal column as he performed his lines. Flesh coloured Jock straps became our apparel for every rehearsal. They took great care to find tones that matched both our different skin tones. My inner exhibitionist was already having a great time! At the end of the day we blocked out our first simulated sexual encounter the director drew me aside as everyone else was sent home. He began by gently asking me how I felt about taking part in the sex scene. I confessed I felt awkward, especially when it came to kissing my co-lead bear. The director didn’t say anything he just leaned into me and planted a kiss on my lips. I was a bit taken aback, but he just kept looking into my eyes and did it again. This time his tongue slipped into my mouth and the kiss lasted longer. I was surprised that I was beginning to relax and maybe even enjoy this kiss from a man. After all, he was a good kisser and the unique feel of his whiskers scratching my face was strangely erotic. Sensing my shift he asked if he could make me an offer. “I want to hire you a gay escort so you can get more comfortable with man on man intimacy. I won’t tell you what to do with him, just stay open to the experience and only do what you are comfortable doing. Well stretch your comfort level a little. Would that be OK?” “Um … I don’t know. Maybe? As long as you don’t have expectations.” “I don’t.” “OK, sure, anything for the show.” That night a stunning tall slim black man knocked at my hotel room door. Thankfully I had already downed a few double scotch on the rocks. I invited him in and he immediately kicked off his expensive loafers and pulled off his socks before sitting on the couch. When I turned from preparing him a drink he had opened his shirt to reveal a beautiful hairless muscled chest and eight pack abbs. As we sipped our drinks he opened his trousers and out popped a huge flaccid cock. He was clearly commando for this gig. He asked me to stand, stood himself, and stepped naked toward me. He proceeded to strip off my clothes in the most sensual provocative experience I had ever had. When I was totally nude he asked me to touch his cock. When I demurred, he dropped to his knees shallowed my penis to the hilt and was lapping at my hairy balls with his tongue. My cock was growing hard fast. He worked my hips so that I was face fucking him. I was loving this, no woman had ever taken me so completely with her mouth. I told him when I felt close to cumming and he pulled off, stood and pushed me down to my knees. I tentatively touched his semi-erection and thought; ‘yeah I really do want to pull off this play, I need this experience.’ I took as much of him into my mouth as I could manage. His manhood just kept growing! Soon I realized we were on the bed 69ing. I was loving the feel of his mouth on my cock, and his cock stretching my jaw. Soon I was about ready to shoot and warned him. He pulled off my hard cock, rolled me on my back and had his ass impaled on my raw member before I had time to think. He looked at me with his warm eyes and asked if I was ok with this. My cock twitched in his hole which he took as permission and started riding me like a horse at full gallop. I was soon pressing up into him as much as he was pushing down onto me. I didn’t have time to warn him and blasted my load deep in his guts. He just held me in his warm gaze and smile. I had never orgasmed so powerfully and it took me a while to regain my senses. When he saw I had he proclaimed; “Your turn.” I was initially struck dumb, let myself get fucked by this man? No way!” Then I remembered my part, I would bottom in the play, I needed to know what this was like to play the part convincingly. I heard the director's voice in my head 'stretch yourself a bit beyond your comfort zone. ' or something like that. “Fuck man, yeah, you’re right. … But at least wear a condom.” “Do you have any?” “Fuck! No! You?” “Never use them.” “Even with clients.” He held his hard cock pointing to it with his eyes and smiling. “They always want this raw man. Beside you just fucked and bred me; ‘what’s good for the goose’ and all” “FUCK MAN?” “Yeah that’s exactly what you need, a good raw fuck and breeding.” And as if he was reading my mind; “You know this is part of your research for this play, you’re the receptive bottom, right?” “Yeah, but that will be simulated.” “You know you need it raw with me to get it right in the play?” “Right, but you’ll go slow, you are massive and my ass is a virgin.” “Sure man.” “And you’ll pull out before you cum?” “But you get bred in the play, and you just bred me.” My turn to be bold; “But you want to put that raw cock in my ass? Right?” “Fuck yeah!” “Then I’ll agree, for my training, but, only if you promise to pull out before you cum.” “Let’s see what you say when I’m close.” I should have noticed this was not a question. I laid back on the bed, ass near the edge, and he lifted my legs toward my chest. I couldn't believe I was letting this stranger do this to me. His head moved in and he began to rim my ass. I couldn’t hold back my moans of pleasure. Soon his tongue was fucking me, quickly followed by one, two and then three fingers. A bottle of poppers was held to my nose and I instinctively took a deep wiff. Bottle moved to my other nostril and I breathed in deeply. My head was spinning and my ass fully relaxed. Well almost fully, he plunged his raw dick into me. I screamed and he covered my mouth with his to muffle me. He held for a moment until my pain transformed to pleasure. “Fuck me with that big tool man.” “With pleasure” He needed no more encouragement. He soon pounded in and out of me like a jack hammer. I was mesmerized as I watched his big black cock disappearing into my hairy hole. I didn’t want his assault to end. “Give it to me big boy. Raw fuck my no longer virgin ass.” “It’s still a virgin to cum.” He rasped as he breathing became more laboured. “Don’t cum yet. I need you to fuck me longer before you pull out.” “Fuck man, I’m so close.” “Hold off for a little longer ….” “Man … please…. I … can’t” “Oh fuck, just breed me then, cum in my ass” He was already unloading. Volley after volley painted my guts. To be continued

Work of fiction, none of this is true. As a 33 year old, slim, fem and albeit hairy white man with a cute and bouncy ass, I have been the desire of many an older man. While I am bi, I have been mostly attracted to older men. In fact, I have always been attracted to older bears and chubs. I love getting on all fours, feeling their bare cock slide into my tight hole, and then feeling them drop their belly on my ass as they thrust all the way to the hilt. There is something hot and exciting about getting fucked roughly by someone who has a weight differential of almost two hundred pounds. That makes me moan like a slut in heat taking her first BBC creampie. Tonight, I had an itch that needed to be scratched. After years of taking bare cock in my ass and breeding old pussy, I wanted more. What I wanted was a big black cock to impregnate me. To give me his babies. To poz me. For the last two years I have been chasing have that impregnation with no luck. That is until I found the one. I had been browsing the various silver daddy personal sites and BBRT and received a message from a potential suitor. "Hey there, I love seeing those pictures of your tight ass. It would love good gripping my 12" raw BBC. Here's my contact info, call me. - Rex." Attached to his PM was a picture of a massive black cock. My mouth was watering. I had to finger my hole I was that excited. I quickly called him with the number he left me. "Hello, is this Rex? This is Andy." "Hey there, Andy, it is. How is my sexy white son doing today?" "Horny, Rex." "I can tell baby. Want to come over and get that horniness under control? You can come over now, I'll send you, my address." "On my way, Rex. See you soon." I ended the call and seconds later I received a text from Rex with his address. Tuns out he was only a few blocks away from me. I grabbed my keys and wallet and headed out of my apartment. I walked the short distance to his apartment and pressed the buzzer for his place. I heard the door click unlock after I announced I was here. I took the elevator to his floor and walked to his door and knocked. "It's open!" I heard from within the apartment. I walked in, closed the door behind me, and was immediately greeted by a massive human being. A six foot eight-inch tall, massive bear of a black man with a massive cock just dangling between his legs. No sooner did I see Rex did I walk up and start stroking his cock and sucking on his tits. That was about all I could do to greet him at my height (5'8"). "mmmmm hello, Andy. You are even more sexy in person. Why don't you strip down and have a seat on the couch next to me so we can talk." Without saying a word, I stripped out of my clothes with exception of my fem high knee/low thigh socks. The older men I fucked loved me wearing them as they plowed my slutty hole. I sat down next to him, and we started making out and stroking each other's cocks. Compared to his massive BBC, my 7" and thick cock looked tiny. We broke off the kiss but continued to slowly stroke each other. We talked about how old we were, weight, etc. The usual stuff. Now picture the size differential. I am 5'8", 135 pounds fem, hairy, and slim. Rex was 6'8", 315 lbs, with a slight belly. He was built more like a linebacker who had retired and gained more weight. "So Andy, are you a bottom?" "Versatile" "Maybe if you are lucky you will be tonight, but for the most part, you're bottoming tonight." I nodded in agreement. I mean that is why I was there. "Do you take cock bare or covered?" "Bareback. Bare. Raw. No condoms are allowed near my cock or my holes." "Mmmm excellent, baby. Daddy Rex loves that. It's got me at full mast, baby." I moaned as he gave a couple quick strokes to my cock. "How do you take loads?" "In my ass. If you are cumming in my mouth, you are wasting your load and my time." "Fuck yes, baby, I love that. Now then, what is your status?" "Negative, not on PREP." "Ooooooh baby, yes. One final question: are you okay with being fucked by a POZ guy who has a high viral count?" "I wouldn't be here if I wasn't okay with it." He moaned loudly as he lifted me up effortlessly and carried me to his bedroom. We made out along the way. We arrived at his bed in his room, he was still carrying me, my hole being poked and prodded by his massive rock-hard cock. I could feel the head of his cock enter my unlubricated hole. He pinned me up against wall with the cock head inside my hole. I was moaning loudly. Suddenly, I felt something warm in my hole. He was pissing in my hole. My rectum and colon was now filled with his piss. I wantonly wrapped my legs around his midsection as his stream inside me stopped and he started to move my ass up and down on his cock. "Glad you liked the lube. That's all you're getting that isn't my cum, baby." I could do nothing but moan like a slut. (To be continued)

Just got back from vacation with some buddies of mine...all straight but, known them since grade school. This trip had been planned for a while and it definitely geared up to be one hell of a trip! Cancun baby! We arrive and like douche bags my bros are already drinking and chasing pussy, even though two are married and two have GFs. I'm the only single bro and more of wingman for them being more into dick then pussy! So it's about 2am and we're leaving this bar, drunk, and acting like real self entitled assholes. The married guys are the worst and harras anyone in a skirt. As we are walking back we pass a massage shop with a bunch of really cute girls hanging outside and like a flies to a flame the guys start chatting with them and be real pricks ...turns out the girls work there and told the boys they could treat them to rub and a little "extra" if they behave. Well like idiots they all said sure and I asked they guys if they really wanted to do this? They all said fuck yeah and we went inside...now I wasn't gonna pertake but when we entered the room, I noticed the boys would all be in the same room for the massages. So, I thought there is no way my friends are gonna do this now but, if they do, I'm down for it too...they may be assholes but each one was a stud and I wanted to see this! Well the guys bitched but the girls flirted and told them that after they were on the tables that they'd cover their faces with hot towels so they wouldn't see each other getting"massaged "...that sealed the deal. So each got undressed and horseplayed for moment then the girls lead their fishbelly white butts and deep tanned bodies to the tables...I popped a boner immediately of course and noticed that the youngest one in our group was already pointing to the ceiling! Well as we settled in the guys started yanking my chain about being gay and the only thing exciting was seeing them naked. I teased them abit but we all got quiet as the massages began....couple of minutes in to the girls massaging our feet and shoulders I look up and every stud is hard as a rock! I laid back and watched as the girls proceeded to put the towls on my bros faces. As my therapist reached me she patted me and put her finger to her lips to tell me to be quiet and pointed to a chair. Not sure what was going on but, I thought well she knows I'm gay so she's gonna have me sit here to watch...then suddenly in walks these very large men..not attractive at all and I knew immediately what was gonna happen..my Dad had told me about how places like this that would lure in drunk Americans and trick them and have the bouncers jerk them off! The girls leave and the bouncers start jerking off the morons and I am sitting there in a moral delimma with a hard on that could cut glass! I decide to get up and go over to Shad,who had gotten the trip together, and tell him that it's not a petite hot woman with big tits jerking him off but, a very bored bouncer with only goal of getting a good commission from the girls! As I stumbled over(remember we had been drinking) Shad hears me moves the towel see me standing there and then notices the guy flapping his johnson. He's shocked and I whisper I was about to tell him! He looks a me and then the bouncer who has stopped jerking but still hold Shad's cock. Shad lays his head back down and whispers to me "not a fucking word to the boys or anyone" and puts the towel back over his face! I whisper back in his ear that he's in good hands and move the bouncer outta the way and I proceed to blow him and jerk off my very engorged dick! When you could sense the other guys were about to cum,the bouncer I moved a side went to get the girls. Shad proceeded to cum in my mouth and I came on the floor! Shad laid contently and whispered to me that I gave good head! I quickly got dressed as I watched each of my friends cum and the girls come back in and the bouncers leave. I walked out with one of the girls,as the guys got dressed high fiving each other and acting like kings of the world, and I told her my Dad told me of places like this..we should have known better...she told me the girls only do a switch on assholes and didn't want to play dirty to me because they thought I was cute and didn't like how they teased me for being gay..I told her they're my assholes though and they really did accepted me..but thank you! As we all left down the street and the bros had bragged how they had gotten hand jobs and acted like they all had massive dicks, Shad put his arm around my shoulder, winked, and said this trip will be one we talk about when we're old and grey! I whispered aren't you,at least, pissed that those girls tricked yall...he pointed ahead at the guys and said laughing, "Hell no! We are really a bunch of assholes!"

I can't remember the last time I wore a condom. I did have a guy insist on a condom to fuck me about 5 years ago. He was a very attractive black college student who I met on Grindr. He was a black guy, 20 yo, 6'-0", extremely lean at about 150lbs. He was very cute and nice. When he arrived we went into my bedroom and as he dropped his pants I was presented with the biggest flaccid dick I'd ever seen. At least 8". I got on my knees and sucked him and soon it grew to 10". All the more impressive sprouting from his skinny body. His body was so hot. Totally smooth from the waist up but a thick bush and a hairy ass, not just his hole. I asked him to fuck me and he pulled out a magnum. I told him I preferred bareback but he said he only played safe. I told him i was clean but he insisted. I got on my back, legs up, took some hits of poppers as he lubed his wrapped cock. He started entering slowly as my hole opened. He was patient enough and soon he was 1/2 in. As he started to fuck the condom kept bunching up. He'd pull out, reasdjust and try again. After a few minutes I told him to try it without a condom. He was so horny and frustrated that he obliged and soon re entered me. I said. "See how much better". He smiled broadly and said he never fucked without a condom. His strokes got deeper and I took more poppers as he entered my second hole. Within a few minutes his breathing got heavier, his thrusts deeper as I felt his already huge dick expand and pulsate. He stayed in me as he softened and finally pulled out. His cum was so deep none ever came out. My body must have absorbed it. as he left he told me how great it felt but asked me if I was sure I was clean. We ended up meeting a few more times. He even let me breed him.

One of my favorite experiences was in the woods at a gay campground. I had been checking out the gay play area. There was only one guy but I wasn't really turned on by him. A mid-twenties cub was about to enter the play area but turned to go down another path off into the woods. I thought, 'what the fuck, what have I got to loose?' I followed him. When he looked back and saw me he stopped and leaned against a tree. I walked right to him and we began to kiss. His hands began to explore my ass. I wasted no time dropping my shorts, bending against the tree and presenting my ass. He ate it out for a minute before pushing his nice sized cock in. Not too big, not too small. He pounded me well and didn't take very long to cum. 65 anonymously bred by 25, so fuckin hot 🔥

FWIW: I do not believe it is possible for the GOP to return to "classic" Republicanism, because I do not believe the base will stand for it. Nor do I think the GOP base can be salvaged from the train wreck that is Trumpism. And personally I see no Republican on the national stage - including Christie - who stands a chance of unifying the various wings of the Republican Party. The House Speaker's race is shaping up to be a fight between a white supremacist and an enabler of pedophiles, both from the crazy wing of the GOP in the House. Separately, I'd also disagree that there are any notable crazies in the Democratic Party in Congress. There are some who are more liberal than others, certainly. But crazy? I can't think of any. Even Bernie Sanders, who I consider a doddering idealist with unrealistic goals, isn't crazy - not in the sense that Gosar, Greene, Boebert, Gaetz, Good, Perry, Luna, etc. are.

Okay, so what constitutes "older"? 40? 50? 60? I find these kinds of threads incredibly entertaining because at one point in my life 30 was considered "over the hill". You were done, the party was over. Boy was I wrong. I don't get irritated, I laugh, when I read some posts or overhear guys saying "oh, I would never hook up with him, he's in his 40s". It's not as prevalent here on BZ, but other hook up sites and apps guys make up these kind of remarks all the time. I just sit back and say to myself "Just you wait......". Because time marches on and before you know it there is a face staring you back in the mirror that isn't 25 anymore, and that person still wants to have sex, for MANY years to come. Time marches on gentleman, never say never!

My eyes were bulging, not just from the potent hot rail I had just snorted, but also from staring at this guy’s super thick cock, and wondering if I’d be able to handle that monster fucking my hole. He must have noticed that I was checking out his big cock because he said, “Wait’ll you see it fully hard.” I just said, “Oh, my god !” And, he laughed. “Don’t worry. In a few minutes you’ll be begging for it. By the way,” he said, “My name’s Trex, you know, like, ’T-Rex ?” “Glad to meet you. I’m Daniel.” Trex walked over to the closet, and unlocked two padlocks, then slid open the door. Inside, there were a couple of steel filing cabinets that were placed side by side, both of them padlocked, as well. After unlocking one of them, he slid open the top drawer and took out a bubbler, a torch, and a very large baggie. Damn ! Was that two 8-balls, or three, or more ! He carefully loaded the pipe, then handed the torch, a lighter, and the pipe to me, telling me, “Here. Work on this for a minute while I get some other things ready. We need to get your hole stretched out a little before I go in there.” I flicked the lighter and lit the torch, then placed the lighter on one of the shelves that was conveniently built into the wall, within easy reach from the sling. As I applied the torch to the bowl, I watched the shards quickly melt into a puddle. Then, I pulled the torch away, and rolled the bowl back and forth, letting the liquid Tina coat most of the inside surface of the bowl. All the while, I tried to keep one eye on Trex, curious to see what was going to happen next. I moved the torch under the bowl, and watched the Tina quickly start to swirl as I continuously rolled the bowl back and forth and moved the torch away, then back under it again, while slowly sucking the clouds down into the bong water, then up the short glass rod, and deep into my lungs, before cutting off the torch and blowing out a huge white cloud. Holy fuck ! I could easily tell that there was a world of difference between this high powered Tina and the stuff I was used to doing. Just this one hit (along with the hot rail I had done) had my heart pounding, and I felt like I was ready for anything. While I leaned over and placed the bubbler and the torch onto the shelf, Trex was unlocking another file cabinet drawer. He rummaged around for a minute, then pulled out what looked like an average size black dildo. He also had a bottle of poppers and a bottle of lube. “Let’s get you opened up a little before I fuck you,” he said. Man, that sounded good to me, considering the girth of that BBC that was slapping against his leather chaps with each step he took. What I thought was a dildo, turned out to be an inflatable butt plug, in its deflated state. As Trex gave the rubber bulb numerous squeezes, he informed me that the butt plug was 8” long by 6” around, and that it would inflate to a maximum of 9” long and 10” around. He must have seen the doubtful look on my face as I stared at the butt plug, which was now fully inflated. “Calm down,” he said. “We won’t be going that big………….unless you want to.” With that, he hit the release valve, and the butt plug quickly returned to its original size. “Okay, Danny boy; let’s try this out,” Trex said. “But, first, let’s get you flying a little higher.” He fired up the torch and handed it to me, along with the bubbler. In just a few seconds, Trex had the butt plug lubed up, and he was working two, then three, lubed fingers in and out of my hole. When he nodded his head, I started sucking the potent clouds into my lungs, as the bong bubbled wildly. At the exact same moment that I blew out a huge cloud, Trex steadily shoved the 8 by 6 butt plug all the way into my hole. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” was all I could say, as the Tina rushed into my brain, and my hole spasmed, from the incredible sensation of the butt plug that Trex had just jammed into me. “Just go with it,” he told me. I closed my eyes, and repeatedly let my head loll over to one side, then back again. When I opened my eyes, Trex had a big grin on his face. “Good boy,” he said. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I kept moaning, as I flew ever higher. Handing the bottle of poppers to me, Trex told me to take a couple of big hits. After the first hit, I could hear a whoosh, whooshing sound, and realized that he had started squeezing the rubber bulb, inflating the butt plug that was already filling my hole. In my ears, I could feel my heart beating even more rapidly , and my chest and head flushed, feeling the hit of poppers making my head swim. “Again,” he said. “Take another hit. That’s it. Good boy.” Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh…

Hello to everybody, as I was telling you some months ago, I developed the desire to be a cumdump, after moving to NYC. I have managed to find a Master who is training me into turning myself into a toy for tops, and this really makes me always crazy horny. I have found to be a very resilient power bottom also. I cannot describe you how much I love the smell, the feeling of that sloshing, and of that cock pumping a big loads inside of you. So far my loads count since February 2023 is 198 loads. Master wanted me to have a slow progression at the beginning to test and train me with smaller and controlled sessions. Now I'm officially ready and Master will create a yearly goal to keep improving myself. I wanna get used as much as possible I will never refuse a load. Master agreed to my request, to make this social, so he will set as goal the most common (values) suggested in this topic. So given the fact that I am at 198, we still have 3 months and that now I'll finally start to get used without any limitation; what do you think has to be the 2023 and 2024 goals for this 21yo cumdump?

Continuing the story…. We followed Rob out into the shared area of the complex. There were rooms around the central area, that had a pool and hot tubs. He took us to a corner of the complex where there was an outdoor dungeon. In the center was a sling. There were four guys there sucking each other in different corners. It was dark outside with only dim lighting. Rob lifted me into the swing and began fucking me. With gymnast skill, Gino jumped up on top of me and lifted my legs so they could double fuck me. I was spinning and so relaxed and my hole and been fucked by both of them for hours so I was as loose as I’d ever been, but I didn’t think I could take these two at the same time. Rob slid in first. He felt so good and I moaned as he warmed me back up. Then Gino put his head at the entrance and firmly forced the tip in. They had obviously had lots of practice together. I didn’t think I could take getting double fucked again, but I was so high I could have taken an elephant, I thought. They both came again, one shortly after the other. While I was catching my breath, Rob was talking to the guys. One by one they came over and fucked me. None of them came but the nastiness of having four strangers stick their dicks in my slag hole was hot. Rob and Gino pretty much carried me back to the room. They smoked some more and Gino blew some more smoke in my face. I didn’t fight it but didn’t try to inhale it either. Rob said he was going for a walk and left for awhile. Gino and I talked for a bit and then he stuck his still hard cock in me again. He felt soooo good inside and I told him. I knew it was the drugs but I felt like I was falling in love with him. He was so handsome and nice and sexually in tune with me. Then he said, “You ready?” ”For what?” I asked, wondering what else they hadn’t already done. Gino slid three fingers inside me along side his cock. It felt fantastic. Then he added a forth and got his hand in up to his knuckles and held it there while he fucked me hard. It was better than being double fucked. I screamed as I tried to cum but the T was keeping me limp and unable to com. After a few minutes, he slid out, backed down and told me to just relax my body and my hole. He petted the outside and softly massaged the inside. It felt good. I felt a burning. I’m not sure to this day if he added more T but I wouldn’t be surprised. Then he inserted all four fingers up to his knuckles. I knew what he was doing now. “I’ve only been fisted once by a guy with small hands years ago and that was for like ten seconds.” I said. ”Just relax.” He replied. He coached me to breathe and push out and before long his whole big fist was in me. Fireworks blew in my brain and my entire body started to shudder. “Oh fuck, Gino. Oh fuck!” Then Gino started to turn it gently one direction and the other. I couldn’t believe the ecstasy that was wracking my entire body. Like every nerve was on fire. I moaned so loudly I thought someone would complain from another room. He continued by pulling almost all the way out and then back in. Finally I asked him to pull out. My nervous system was overloaded and I could not take any more. To be continued.

This afternoon for lunch I got on Adam4adam and saw a 69 year old offering free a massage no sex. I texted him and told him I'm interested and he asked can I come over now. I said I have an hour or a little more. He sent his address. I got there he was a bit older looking but in good shape. He walked me to a room that had a massage table and tables with candles burning and stuff on them. He said there is a towel on table strip get on it put the towel over you. So I did. I laid there and he came in wearing shorts and a muscle shirt. I put my face down in the hole and felt hot oil get poured on my back as he started to rub my shoulders and neck. It was feeling good he had strong hands. Then rubbing my back hard and shoulders. He moved to rub my back harder . Then moved the towel to rub my ass and leggs. Nothing sexual. It was feeling great and so far had to be close to an hour. I tried to talk but he kept shushing me. He work my leggs and thighs hard. I actually fell asleep a few times it was so soothing. He stated to run his hands from my thighs and bumping to my balls. That got me up. I could hear him breathing harder. He rubbed my inner thighs harder and adding more very hot oil. Then heard him said for the 1st time how do you feel? I answered I feel so relaxed and he said good. He then started to rub my ass lightly and all of a sudden felt a finger hit my hole. He rub it for a quick second I bet to see my reaction and I moaned. He ask was that ok? I moaned yea. Heard his heavy breathing say good. He then scooped up all the oil on my back and ass and dragged it to my crack. I felt so much oil drip down my crack to my balls dripping. He then started to rub my hole and pulled my cock from under me and rubbed both. Its was more relaxing than sexual then a finger went in slowly as the other hand rubbed my ass. I was surprised I said I thought this was non sexual he said want me to stop? I said no please. Then he shushed me. He went back putting in a couple fingers slowly then deep I said I didn't think were going to play I didnt prepare for this and he shushed me again. He worked his fingers gently in and out and i was feeling good. I was getting hard and had to move so my cock can go back under. He pushed me to my side and stroked my cock for a bit then put me back on my stomach. He pulled out and heard some noise then felt something get pushed slowly in my hole. It was kinda big felt more oild dripping on my hole then it was pushed in deeper. Then he push and pulled the toy for a bit then pushed in deep and left it there. He climbed on the table as he rubbed my back and moved to rubbing my neck. I felt he was naked i could feel his hard cock laying on my ass crack. He rubbed my neck hard almost like choking me it was intense. He must have reached back and pulled the toy out of me and then felt him move around and his cock slid in. Heard him breathing heavy as i was moaning. He laid on me as his mouth was by my ear and whispered im going to fuck you. I think i just blew a load hearing that and started to thrust harder. He pumped me for some time. He felt great with all the oil on us. He pumping then pulled out got off and told me to get on my back. As i did he grabbed my leggs pulled them almost past my head and fucked me hard. He pumped my hole for at least 15 minutes and he moaned loud. Let my leggs go and pulled out. He stood next to me and stroked my cock and shoved a few fingers in me and must have hit my prostate and rubbed it. I exploded a d my whole body twitched. He pulled out and said you can shower up now. I did got to the shower and I guess had a little mess and got all cleaned. I got out and saw everything was cleaned up. He said he needs to clean and said call me again. I said definitely and got dressed and left.

It was just after 11 when Mike found his the trophy for the night. He was 5’8 or so. Had a small build. He purposely IDed him to see his age and name. Rory age 22. He flirted with Mike from the minute he got to the bar. As he walked away, his tight short-shorts showed his juicy ass! Mike’s dick swelled with anticipation. Rory would make appearances all night. Making some small talk. Lean closer each time. Mike loved the smell he gave off. Around 1:15 am as the night was winding down he saw Rory’s friends leave the bar. The crowd was sparse. He ask the other bartender to cover for him for a bit. Josh gave him a grin and said sure, hit that boy pussy. They covered for each other often when one wanted a quick fuck on a job. Mike approached Rory and started to talk to him then convinced the hot boy to follow him to a back storage area and o be able to “talk” easier away from the music. As they entered the room, Rory was on Mike, kissing and rubbing him all over. Mike loved how easy it was to get these boys to be in heat for him. The kissing lead to Mike telling Rory to get on his knees. He pulled out his massive dick which made Rory’s eyes go wide. “I have never seen a dick that big” ”Good, then your hole will be tight when it fucks you! But first open your mouth baby boy!” Before Rory could say anything else Mike stuck his dick down his throat. Face fucking him and making him choke on his big fat poz dick. “Its time I fuck that ass boy” he said as he pulled this dick from his mouth and pulled the smaller man up and bent him over the table. “Give me that big dick daddy! Do you have a condom? I ran out of prpe a month ago and haven’t been able to get a refill” Mike almost came just from hearing the boys hole was fertile and unprotected. “We are good raw. I am on prep. You can relax and really enjoy this dick baby boy” “Ok, but will you pull out before you cum?” ”if you want baby” he told another lie. His toxic cum was going in this neg boy hole! He used spit and his fingers to get him open. Then covering his boys mouth slammed his big dick balls deep. Plenty of tearing happening to let the precum infect his hole. The boy whined and tried to get away but Mike used his superior body to hold him in place while the hole stretched. “This is the quickest and easiest way to get you open for me boy. You want me to continue?” ”Yes, but go slow daddy, please.” Moke smiled as he knew this boy was his next poz son. Even though he didn’t know it yet. He was slow at first. But hit different angel and even used his fingers when he pulled out to search the boys hole. He saw blood on his fingers and dick, which made him shove his dick balls deep and put load one of his highly toxic cum in the boy. Hr continue to fuck the boy and came a second time even deeper. And still continued fucking. One of his gifts was yo stay hard after cumming. Finally he pulled out and shoot his third load in the blue butt checks. “There my load boy” ”Fuck that was hot! You fuck my load out of me without me touching myself! You have a great dick. Wish I wasn’t going hole tomorrow!” “Yea, but it’s a fuck to remember for you baby. Now I got to go back to the bar. Thanks for the fuck!” He went back to the bar and Josh asked him in a hushed tone “How was that ass?” ”Tight and warm! Prefect for my load” “Nice, I am taking that chick over there to my room. Going to impregnate her married pussy. Let her husband raise my kid!” Mike smiled, his buddy loved leaving behind legacies as much as him. “Go ahead and take off and knock her up.” Josh thanked Mike and left him to clean up. When he got back to his room Mike jerked in bed to the video of he secretly recorded in the storage room of his pozzing of Rory. It only took 30 mins to change that boys life, One neg hole down, 5 more nights to get more! Part 3 coming soon.

It sounded like a great 30th birthday present from my partner Bill—a professional massage followed by some hot love making. I was down with that! Bill and I ate an early supper out at our favorite neighborhood dive and I had time for a relaxing shower before the masseuse arrived at 8. I took the liberty of getting clean and ready for some deep dicking by Bill after I was all relaxed from my massage. Jon advertized in the local GLBT rag with at least a few dozen competitors. Bill chose him because he listed his qualifications and training and didn’t feature a scantily dressed photo. I laughed at this and said what if I wanted a DEEP massage and Bill promised he would take care of that afterwards. I’ll admit it—I was horny! Jon showed up on time and set up his table in the back study of our house. Bill said he was going to watch some TV upstairs and he kissed me and told me to enjoy my birthday present. Jon said he could massage me naked or with underwear on—what ever my comfort level was. I hadn’t had a professional massage and told him I wanted the works. He smirked and winked while he said, “but, of course!” As my upper thighs were sore from working out at the gym, I asked if I could start on my back. Certainly he said as he turned on a CD with soft music on his little boom box and adjusted the lights low so I could be totally relaxed. Jon was good! He covered my naughty bits with a towel when he was working elsewhere and he quickly had me relaxed and very pliable. I guess massage can be hard work because I noticed he slipped out of his sweat pants to gym shorts and took off his short sleeve shirt to reveal a wife beater and an amazing chest—heck, the whole package was mighty nice! I tried to not pay attention to him as I turned over to my stomach. He worked my back over very well and I got so relaxed my right arm slide off the table. He changed position and stood on my right side—my arm was lightly in contact with his sizzling body. My head was within the opening in the table so it could remain lined up and not turned one way or the other. All I could see was the floor but my awareness seemed to spike. There was something in that simple connection between his body and my arm and his strong hands kneading me that made me feel very alive. He started working the small of my back and pressed against my arm a little closer. I was aware that my dick was reacting to this and a sigh slipped out. He reached down to grab my hand and place it back on the table. I missed the contact immediately, but his hands started working my ass and that caught my attention. I love my ass massaged by Bill, but Jon was like a bread maker working stiff dough. Whether it was right or not, I spread the legs to give him easier access. I was so in tune with this feeling of bliss. I could hear Jon’s steady breathing over the soft music. My own breathing was deep and I was in heaven. A soft moan slipped out of my mouth as he made me more pliant than I had ever been. He worked one leg and then the other—my ass still exposed and legs spread. When he worked the point where my legs connected with my ass, I could feel precum dripping out of me and I sighed and spread my legs a bit more. Jon’s slick oiled hands worked me like no one had before. It wasn’t exactly sexual, but I was harder than a rock and was started to pant a bit. He poured a bit more oil in his hands and was now working between my cheeks. When his fingers finally strayed against my hole I gasped out loud. Was this a massage or a seduction? I was monogamous with Bill, but I was so fucking turned on and relaxed that I couldn’t make a move to stop whatever Jon wanted. It was pretty obvious that I was enjoying this special attention. My ass clenched and relaxed in time with Jon’s ministrations. Jon said he was getting rather warm and I could hear him pulling off his shirt and perhaps slipping his shorts off. I wasn’t sure. All I knew is that I was so turned on! Jon’s next move surprised me. I felt his 5 o’clock scruff against my right ass cheek. He was just rubbing up and down my cheeks and I instinctively flexed my free hand against him. He was naked! He grabbed my hand and led it to what felt like a log between his legs. I groaned as I squeezed it and he now started licking my crack. I thrust against him and started milking his mighty tool as he started eating my hole. I was now moaning and was disappointed when he broke the connection. That disappointment quickly faded as I felt him climb on the table and he grabbed my ass cheeks hard and started tongue fucking and finger fucking me. My ass was as spread as it could be and I was scooting up a bit with my ass to give him better access. He moved up further and I could feel his dick against my ass. I was a bit nervous now. I hadn’t cheated on Bill before and taking an unknown man’s dick bare was not safe! As he slid his drooling shaft up and down my crack, he reached under and pinched my nipples. I moaned anew and he started nibbling and talking in my ear. He told me that he wanted to give me the ultimate birthday present. I didn’t say a word, just felt him pressing against my slightly open hole. He kept talking and said that Bill thought a deep massage would spice up his and my sex life. I finally told him I didn’t want to get caught and this wasn’t very safe. He laughed and said he wouldn’t fall off the table and hurt himself. He then said he only topped and I had nothing to worry about. He asked if I was poz and I said no pretty sharply. He said “perfect” and started pulling me up into the doggy position. I was shaking my head no even as he was lining up to penetrate me. I moaned no as he started pressing in earnest. It felt SO good to feel that thick head pop through my first ring. He stopped and continued to tweak my nipples and talk dirty to me. He told me he knew I wanted this and he was going to take me and give me what I really needed for my birthday. I groan and pushed back against him—together we worked to achieve total penetration. I liked hearing Jon’s gruff voice as he quietly spoke and got my even more turned on by his dirty talk. He asked me who was bigger—him or Bill. “You are.” I admitted. Who did I want fucking me? “You, Jon” “When we are done, I want you to shower and then fuck Bill with your hot hole—make sure he eats your ass first. I am going to make your hole really slick for Bill to enjoy—that will spice up your sex life and make me really happy that you shared this fuck with your partner.” Jon instructed. “Your ass is going to be so open and slippery from my fuck and my seed deep in you, boy! You want that, don’t you? You want to be a hole for me to breed? A receptacle for sperm? I moaned and admitted that I did. The pounding started going in overdrive! He was quietly cursing and tell me that he was going to own my ass and mark it as his own. I hadn’t read anything about pozzing talk at this point in my life so it was just a super turn on to hear that he wanted me so bad. I didn’t know what I was asking for when he started telling me what he wanted to hear from me. I was so hard as he pounded me that I begged for his seed, for him to breed my ass and make it his. “This is so hot, boy! Your partner paid to have you massaged but you are getting bred as well! 2 for 1, boy! All, right, fag boy, here comes your birthday gift—I am breeding you…now!!!” Jon rammed in as deep as he could and I could feel him jerking and spurting within me. The feeling made me shoot then and there. “Nothing finer than a boy shooting his load when he is finally bred right!” Jon sighed. He stayed in me sliding in and out as he worked his load into my receptive hole. Jon told me to keep his load in my ass so it would feel amazing for Bill later. I complied. Bill and I had great sex that night. He ate my ass and told me how relaxed and silky it was after my massage. I was hard from thinking about what he was doing and whose load he was tasting. Jon was right, Bill liked fucking my hole after Jon had bred it. A few months later I got sicker than a dog. A sense of dread filled me and later I tested poz. I couldn't find Jon's ad anymore and I had no way to contact him. I knew exactly what Jon had meant by his words! I had been bred for my birthday!

Matt and Roger I’m Matt, 27, 6’3”, 230, white, coarse dark brown hair, buzz cut, furry chest, legs, trimmed beard, brown eyes, 7.5 thick cut dick, TT, gym rat, and workaholic. Roger, my boyfriend of six years, is 5’11” 185, 3/4 white 1/4 blatino, eight inches, thick uncut dick, vers, with really light olive skin with sporadic dark curly hair. He's also gym rat. We’ve been monogamous for all six years and have lived together for four in the upper east side of Manhattan. We have in a nice daily routine, which consists of waking up, my fucking a load into him, going to work, lifting at the Equinox from six to seven PM, taking a steam, and heading home to stuff our faces with protein. Sometimes we fuck again at night but usually we save it for the morning session. Monday. This morning Roger had to go out of town for work until Friday, so he left for the airport at 6:00 AM. I missed fucking him, but I didn't jack off because I knew I would have his hole when he got back. I slept in until the last minute and headed to work where I found my balls unusually heavy, and when walking to the break room to get coffee my dick had scarcely rubbed against my boxers when it got somewhat fluffy. Then, when my straight Dominican 45 year old 6’1” 200 lb masculine beefy co-worker came into the break room and began chatting with me about expense reports, my gaze drifted back and forth between his soft wet dark pink lips and the dick bulge visible even through his suit pants. Involuntarily I licked my lips thinking about the taste of his surely uncut, musky dick and ass. By now my dick was pumped full of blood. I definitely needed to stop looking at him. One day of cum backing-up and I was already turning into an animal. Heading back to my desk I popped an Adderral and before I knew it, 5:00 PM arrived, so I headed to the gym. Although my dick was a half staff, I managed to bust out my lift, pop by Chipotle, and get to bed early. Tuesday I was even more horny, and my dick involuntary got hard throughout work. After I was done I headed to the gym, only to find the locker room was busier than normal, with probably twenty or so guys, half of whom were getting dressed, and half of whom were milling around wearing only a towel, en route to the steam room or showers. My senses were heightened. I could smell and practically taste the odor of man. My eyes discretely explored the various bodies as I passed through the locker corridors. In the second such corridor I found a muscled body, fully naked, bent over as he was putting his underwear on. His hairy hole was fully exposed for the second I could observe him. My dick jumped. If it was socially acceptable I would have spit fucked him right there, right then. Instead I went into the last corridor to my usual locker, only to discover two furry bearded muscle daddies, about 50 years old, one 5’9 175, the other 6’ 200, both wearing briefs and pulling on their workout clothing. I can’t help but visually explore their tight furry, veiny, leathery bodies, including the top of a scorpion tattoo which was visible on the waist of the taller man. My eyes made their way down to his hefty bulge visible through his white briefs. His dick was clearly a giant. I could almost see veins running down through the fabric. His balls were so heavy his briefs were sagging somewhat, and his whole crotch was obviously bushy with dark hair. He was definitely a piggy poz daddy. I wanted to bury my face against his crotch. The blood, meanwhile, was surging into my dick, and my entire body temperature was rising. Although only a few seconds had passed since I rounded the corner, both men noticed I was looking. They paused in their chat, which led me to realize my mouth was gaping open, and I was all but drooling. Blushing, I quickly started changing, thinking to myself 'Fuck, you're an idiot. I love Roger'. I also thought 'You're definitely going to have to jack off tonight, if only to get some release'. The two daddies, however, were like lions stalking weak prey. The taller one initiated conversation with me remarking "I hope the gym isn’t as busy as this shit show locker room.” “Hah, agreed,” I replied. "What are you lifting today?” he persisted. "Chest and probably some shoulders. You?” "Nice. I'm working chest and tri’s. Dave here is doing cardio. If it’s nuts out there and you want any machine I’m on, don’t hesitate to let me know.” “Thanks, man. Same to you.” With that the three of us walked upstairs to the workout floor where it truly was a shit show. Nearly every machine and weight was occupied. I got lucky and spot a bench which was about to be vacated, and started loading up the 45's. The six foot daddy approached remarking “Hey, lucky guy, you mind if I join you?” "Not at all. Matt here. What's your name?” “Frank. Nice to meet you. Guess you're up first, youngin'.” Laying back on the bench I could feel Frank's eyes undressing me, and to be honest it was reciprocal, because when I looked up I found myself staring at his bulge and black furry armpits. I also found myself thinking he must be middle-eastern decent, or his ancestors came from somewhere in that part of the world. His arms were huge and quite veiny. He was wearing a black tank top and grey basketball shorts which complemented his build. As I lay there I inhaled a few times to pump up for my set. The smell of dick musk was palpable and intoxicating, so naturally blood pumped into my dick. “Hey Matt, you going to do this or just pass out from breathing too much?" Frank joked, his voice extremely deep and sexy. I busted out my set, and then, now spotting him, my bulge was huge, as I was half hard. I try to adjust my dick in my boxers to minimize its appearance, but Frank, already laying down and looking from a position where he could see up the leg of my shorts, chuckled and suggested “Move a bit forward so I can look up your shorts and see what’s causing this distracting view." Blushing, I smiled and awkwardly didn't make a reply. Frank kept up the banter throughout his entire set, and ended-up working with me for the rest of my routine. After every lift he either patted my back, butt, or briefly massaged my neck in a very bro style. He knew exactly how to seduce me, and as we walked towards the locker room Frank made his move “Dave is going to be doing cardio for a bit longer. We almost meet here after work, but he usually leaves after I do. How about grabbing Chipotle? I’m starving.” I was also, and without hesitation replied “Sure, I’m game.” We quickly changed into our street clothing and headed out. Just as we hit the street he briefly massaged the back of my neck as he asked “Hey, do you mind if we pop into my place really fast so I can get a heartburn pill? I love hot sauce but it kills me. My apartment is on the way to Chipotle.” It felt wrong but I couldn't think fast enough to get out of it. “Sure no problem.” His place was on the next block up. Walking in, he pulled off his shirt, kicked off his shoes, and dropped his pants and underwear as he moved deeper into the apartment. His body was so strong, and showed quite a bit of fur on his upper back and above his ass. His ass and legs were, in fact, completely covered in thick black hair. My heart was about to explode out of my chest and my dick was pumping full of blood. I wanted to lick him all over. “Sorry, man, I'm gonna throw on some dry clothing, real quick.” As he paraded into his bedroom I could see his dick sway between his legs. I had to regain my composure, so I asked to use his bathroom. "Sure, use the one through here, though, attached to my bedroom. The guest bathroom is being renovated." No sooner had I entered his bedroom he than he turned to me, his monstrous, poisonous, uncut dick thick and half hard. His scorpion tattoo also caught my eye, especially because it was much bigger than I had realized, stretching from his waist to his balls, buried in black hair. Stepping forward, Frank grabbed my face and growled "Come here." He had me under his spell. When he jammed his tongue into my mouth I was surprised how soft his lips felt, surrounded by his thick beard. Pulling back slightly, he ordered "Open your mouth.” I complied without a thought and he spat deep into my mouth, actually hitting the back of my throat. Again his mouth engulfed mine, his tongue wresting with mine. I felt virtually weak kneed with lust as my dick throbbed with arousal, my precum seeping into my underwear. He completely dominated me, and it seemed only correct that as his tongue explored my mouth and throat, he should pull my pants down and my shirt off over my head. My mind flashed ever so briefly to Roger, and a wave of guilt hits me, but the combination of Frank and my throbbing dick overcame my sense of guilt. There was no question: at least at this moment, Frank and my throbbing dick were in control. As we kissed, Frank's hand made its way to my furry muscular ass, squeezing first one, then the other cheek, hard, grunting into my mouth as he did so. Then he found my asshole and starts to scratch into it. Fuck, no one had done that to me in so long. It felt amazing. Even though I was completely dry, he forced his middle finger in knuckle deep, digging away. It seemed as if electricity was shooting from my hole to my dick. I could probably could have cum from that play alone, but instead he pulled closer against his chest, in so doing trapping his rock hard monster cock between our bodies. I'm not exaggerating when I say it stretched all the way up to my chest. And fuck, he was poz. His massive dick was leaking toxic precum onto my chest. I thought 'Well, I can’t get poz from spit, right? So as long as we just jack off I'm good', but Frank apparently had a different idea 'cause he took me into his arms, picked me up, and deposited me on the bed as he joined me there, the entire move without having let go of me. At this point his rock hard monster nine inch, thick uncut dick was oozing precum onto my stomach. Positioning himself between my legs, Frank ground his dick against mine as we continued making out. It had been so long since I've been with a guy other than Roger that everything felt new, and it was new in another sense. I had never before been dominated. Breaking our kiss, Frank stood up, and, standing over my body, jacked his huge furry dick while twisting his nipple. Then he crouched over my face, presenting his massive balls for me to admire. I was in sensory overload. They were so ripe. Taking ragged, deep breaths, I was all but getting high off of Frank's man smell. I wanted all of his sweat in my mouth. Frank, however, had his own agenda, and he placed his dickhead onto my forehead, which allowed me to lean my head all the way back so I can finally taste his dick, which was apparently his objective, as he slowly guided his dick head towards my mouth, pulling back his foreskin, and squeezing himself in the process. Silky poz cum oozed out of his head, flowing into my mouth. Although at one level I knew it was pure poison I unhesitatingly swallowed it. Frank then sank his dick into my mouth, and I opened as widely as I could. Nevertheless his cock head could barely fit into my mouth. Not to be deterred, Frank grabbed my jaw and forced his dick down my throat. I couldn't breath or move. He was virtually impaling me from the top down. My dick seemed to be getting harder the deeper he went into my throat, and finally his balls were resting on my nose. He remained stationary, balls deep, for several seconds as I struggled not to choke and cough, but eventually I had to at least try to push his weight off of my face. Still he was in charge as he thrust in a few times, grunting with pleasure. My throat involuntarily kept trying to swallow his massive piece of meat, even as my eyes streamed with tears from the effort of accommodating him. After what seemed to be about 20 seconds he finally pulled out. I gasped for air, my spit thick and stringy. "Good boy,” he whispered. Then he leaned forward, dangling his dickhead at my mouth and swallowed my seven and a half inch dick with ease. My balls tighten and tingled, and involuntarily I moaned, grunting "Oh fuck, I'm close.” Pulling off immediately, Frank growled "We can't have that yet.” I reached down to jack myself off, but he grabbed my hand, stopping me. My dick was so hard it seemed permanently flexed, and was almost hurting. I was so close to cumming to use the words 'blue balls' doesn't give the experience credit. Frank, meanwhile, picked-up with his agenda, and climbed over and behind me, pulling my legs up and initially onto his muscular hairy shoulders, then, as he propped my torso back on my shoulder blades, so my hole was facing the ceiling, my knees were now flung forward, resting on the mattress, one leg flanking each side of my head. With one hand he grabbed under both of my knees so he could examine my hole. I was completely exposed, and he was so strong. Spitting directly into my hole, he fingered it in, massaging my ass lips. My dick had never been so hard. More spit, and more massaging. I knew what he had in mind, and I didn't care. He was hitting my prostate; I felt him working the cum out of my balls with each prod. I was a human fuck toy to him. Then he pulled my legs back down to his shoulders, leaned forward, and gave me a deep kiss. His huge uncut dickhead likewise kissed my open hole. This was so dangerous. I knew it was, and I suspected he was leaking precum into my hole. Giving one last effort to be rational, I gave a half-hearted effort to push him off and to break off the kiss, trying to explain "Noo.. no way I’m bottoming.. I have a bo....” Frank didn't care about my protestations. He leaned over me again, jamming his tongue back into my mouth, his dick head now firmly lodged against my hole. Rocking our bodies a few times, I senses his slick foreskin unrolling on my hole, revealing the poisonous leaking raw helmet out of which his precum freely oozed. In fact I could feel his excess spit and his precum dripping down my ass crack, onto my back. My hole was slicker with each of his thrusts, and my head spun in excitement as Frank broke through my sphincter, opening me up with small thrusts, pushing ever harder to sink ever further in. Then, when he was about three inches in, he stopped. My hole was wrapped so tightly around his giant dick, I found myself involuntarily flexing my ass muscles, not knowing what to do otherwise with the foreign object lodged there. Moaning like a lion Frank muttered "Fuckk.. too tight,” his dick flexing and throbbing as he bred me with his poz cum. My dick spasmed without any manual touch, stimulated by his flexing dick which flooded my hole with his seed as he sank further into my ass. “You’re mine now,” he murmured, repeatedly kissing me. With this he pushed me over the edge. I moaned into his mouth as my balls erupted, volley after volley of my cum flowing onto my chest and neck. My hole was in unknown ecstasy. Frank's huge hairy balls were now on my ass as he had bottomed out and was not moving, but his cock continued flexing, doubtless oozing more and more poz cum into my ass. We made out for several more minutes, our tongues intertwined, but eventually Frank slowly withdrew his snake from the depths of my ass and then collapsed on the bed to my right, pulling me under his arm. We lay there breathing heavily, taking in the experience. I found myself thinking 'What the fuck have I just done?' My asshole was still gaping, and I could surely feel Frank's poz jizz leaking on to my ass cheeks and the bed. Taking a deep breath, Frank propped himself up on his elbow and wryly asked, "So, was that the first poz load you've taken, youngin'?” a smile in his eyes and on his lips.

My m8 at the Sauna I was feeling horny as fuck so decided to visit for an anon cumdump session. I usually go in a jock, harness and pup walk and wearing my well worn CUM DUMP socks. Along with my FUCK ME tattoo it gives a clear messsge that I’m just a hole to fuck n breed. I’m usually found on all fours in a dark corner. I love how guys slide straight in to my cummy hole then move on to another hole then return. I had already taken 4 or 5 anon loads and my knees were killing me so I moved to the sling. It wasn’t long before my cummy hole attracted attention with guys keen to try a sloppy cunt. I was being fucked hard and it attracted a group watching. I moaned and groaned in my pup hood as I was bred in front of the group. I fucking loved it and as the guy stepped away I took a popper hit ready for the next cock. There was a guy with his face in my socks sniffing hard. I could feel he was wanking against my cummy hole ready to take a turn. It felt hot as I took poppers and he teased into my cummy cunt. He pushed his dick fully inside me and continued sniffing and licking my stinky socks. I certainly felt his generous cock slip inside me, balls deep and being encouraged by the small crowd watching. I glanced through the mask at the guy now pounding my cunt. It was only now I realised it was a m8 of mine. I always considered him a bit of a twat and very cocky, my first reaction was to stop and run. But, his fucking was good, and he clearly had no idea who he was balls deep in. I was kinda turned on he had no idea whose cunt he was creaming. He was pretty vocal too and told me that my my loaded cunt felt amazing with strangers loads oozing out. I decided it was kind of horny to let him carry on as he had no clue who he was balls deep pounding. I grunted n groaned enough to keep him interested. I keep thinking that of all the times I had known him I always considered him a twat. I had no idea he was packing such a good and slutty dick. I thought he was loosing interest and I thought I could escape as he urged guys watching to take over. There was a guy wanking heavily who offered to take a turn. My m8 pulled out and stood to one side, someone was straight on their knees to suck his cock. Good I thought, that’s him sorted. The guy taking over shoved his dick in me and was ready to breed me in front of the guys watching. I was hoping my m8 would wonder off but the guy now in my cunt was pretty vocal so attracted more attention. After some loud verbal, when I was told I was a filthy faggot, the guy pounded his cum into my hole for all to see. My m8 was still getting his dick sucked when the guy inside me pulled out. I had cum flowing from my cunt like an open invitation. Sure enough a much older guy stood in front of me. My cunt was open to all and I was turned on by my m8 just now watching me, the old guy teased my hole then plowed straight into my cummy hole. A quick few hard thrusts and he too was ready to dump another anon load in me. My m8 was clearly a sleazy fukka. He liked what he saw. He moved back between my legs and dropped to his knees. He was tonguing my used cunt and was sucking cum out of me. I had no idea he was so talented. I had taken his dick and his tongue and he had no idea. He stood back up and pushed his dick back inside me. I was really worried he’d recognise me so I tried to hide inside my pup mask. His was a slow purposeful fuck he was clearly enjoying my well loaded sloppy cunt. The horny fukka then spoke so everyone could hear… I think it’s about time I gave you my seed. You have the most amazing cummy hole. I kept thinking how horny it was that he was now going to dump a load in my used cunt but had no idea who I was. He had his face in my worn CUM DUMP socks and was sniffing hard on them. He was pounding be good and hard and using the swing to help get a harder thrust. Then I felt his cock unload inside me and he let out a groan of delight. I let him finish dumping his load and he took his time too. When he was done he wondered off. When he was gone i quickly climbed out of the sling before anyone else could take a turn. I now wanted to get out of the sauna for some air to recover. I was gone for about an hour. I figured that was Plenty of time for him to fuck off now he’d used and unloaded in me in front of a crowd. I had his load and several others oozing from my cunt so I decided to see if I could find someone to cream it. I changed back into my harness and cummy jock and put the pup mask back on. I went back to the sling to offer my sloppy cunt. I waited patently. One guy slipped his dick in for a quick go in me then moved on. Then he was back! My m8 was back at my hole wanking. Before I had time to think he slipped back inside me. He told me he loved watching me take the old guys dick and load as it was a turn on seeing a proper cumdump being used. I groaned and grunted in all the right places as I thought about my m8 having no clue who I was or the fact i was his slutty breeding hole. He told me it takes him ages to cum the second time round so he hoped my hole could take it. I led back n the sling as he sniffed my socks while gliding in and out of my cunt. He was creaming strangers loads non stop for about 10 mins until another guy showed interest and he offered him my cunt, whist he was still using it. He told him to feel free if he fancied breeding it. He stepped aside and the guy took over pounding the cum out of me. My m8 was now pimping my hole out, He was egging the guy on to breed me. Sure enough my cunt was filled with another strangers load and my m8 was straight back in after. This fresh load had given him extra inspiration and a few minutes later he bred my hole for the second time in a sea of strangers cum. I have to admit I fucking loved it. He gave my ass one hard slap and wondered off. My cunt was full and dripping and I was knackered. I changed and left and to this day my m8 has no idea I own that cunt!

In the heat of the moment is completely my kind of sex. Spontaneous, unplanned, that's what turns me on. I'd miss out on that excitement and some hot guys if I didn't go for it when the chance happens. The sexy cable installer wasn't a local and he said he might never come back this way again. I figured when I was teasing his hole with my dick it was the one chance I'd get at topping him. So why live with regrets :) Going for it paid off, he's a very sexy guy with a great butt. We do want to meet again now which is cool, but maybe we wouldn't if I'd not been inside him that time. I've had experiences that range from horny to unique with different guys because I just go for it given the chance. Had a lot of inexperienced, sometimes virgin, bi curious guys too. They just want to get fucked and adding things for them to do in advance isn't going to work with them. They're nervous and need to be caught when they're really horny, that's the only way to get in them. But I get it, it's not for everyone. I don't have much problems though. No major incidents so far. The guys are sober and not been with other guys earlier in the day so they should be alright. As for me bottoming, as long as I feel comfortable and empty I've always been fine as I am. I guess the lifelong wholefood vegan diet helps me out there.

Up the gut everytime!

I believe the rationale on the restriction is the idea that HPV is so widespread in the population that anyone sexually active has already been exposed to it by the time they’re 45. It’s believed that something like 90% of sexually active men, and 80% of sexually active women, have already encountered it, and therefore the injection would be a waste of time and resources. The focus is on the young, in the teens-20s age range, where half of new STI infections occur. A person who has suffered a significant immune collapse due to HIV, however, could have essentially lost any resistance gained through exposure, and become immune-naïve again, and thus be in the same bracket as a young adult with less history of exposure. That would be the argument I would make, anyway. I know what it’s like for the body to forget it once had a defense against something.

It is not fair, only photos from the before and from the during but nothing from the after Nice anyway, thanks 👿

I was just fucked last night by a hot young construction worker who is about half my age. He’s a regular. 😜 I also in turn got to fuck him.

Interesting article in my news feed this morning about same-sex sexual behaviors in (non-human) mammals, with some hypotheses about why it (repeatedly) evolves. https://www.nature.com/articles/s41467-023-41290-x TL;DR - One of the hypotheses (excerpt below) focuses on mediating lethal conflicts by substituting sexual behavior in the establishment of dominance hierarchies, particularly among males. Gee, doesn't that sound an awful lot like the whole "alpha" dynamic that we talk about here? Hmmm.... interesting!

I'm very vers, both can be great experiences in their own way :) To be honest, if I'm really in to a guy who hasn't had a chance to prepare I'll still do it. The guys I'm getting are often cruisy 'straight' types, either at the cruising places near the industrial area or found on grindr where I look for uniform and work gear profile pics. Workmen with a 45 minute break, that type of guy. Recently had a landscape gardener who'd just finished a job and was sneaking in a meet on the way home to his girlfriend. These aren't generally freshly prepped guys, and even if I did catch them on a day off work most of them would be pretty clueless about prepping anyway. Mostly they're wanking or blowing each other and not highly experienced guys. A lot need to be told you've gotta use lube for a fuck. But they're often up for trying it, so that's cool. So yeah, I top their unprepared butts. Not got any fetish for it, but if you want that kind of guy that's how they mostly come. It's almost always ok, no accidents. What does get me hard is unplanned sex and workmen, so when their pants come off and I'm looking at their warm, sexy hole, that's all I care about. I had a hot cub with a great beard one time who was some kind of cable internet installer come to my house in his work gear. His butt looked great in the work pants, proper stocky and nice, and it looked even better with them pulled down a bit and him on the bed with his legs up. A great hairy, stocky arse and thighs with a nice furry crack. I could feel the heat of his entrance on my foreskin and his soft crack hair around my dick as I teased him. Then he tells me he hasn't been able to prepare so we can't fuck! I don't care, I've got totally focused on the goal at that point. My dick is touching the entrance to the most amazing feeling thing and I'm one push of my thighs away from feeling it. It was like mate, I've got to have this arse. Some guys can be convinced it's ok, others you can't. Thankfully he was cool with it and we had a great time.

Mike and Josh meet up the next morning around 10 in the hotel gym. They exchanged stories of their conquests the night before. Josh put 3 loads in the married chicks pussy just the same number of poz loads Mike put in that neg hole. Josh knew Mike was a gifter and thought it was hot he liked knocking up men as much as Josh liked impregnating women. Josh even played wing man for him a time or two. As the went up to the locker room and change they notice a hot latin twunk type guy in the steam room. They both stripped naked and went into the steam room. With their meat hanging out and a towel over their shoulder. They had tagged a few guys before. Josh always unloading in the lucky bottoms throat while Mike bred their ass. Josh was straight and only fucked pussy, but had the view a throat was a throat. Plus men have better head. They purposely sat so the twunk could see their meat. Josh had a solid 7.5 inch and thick dick. Soft it was about 3.5 in and thick. Mikes monster was also prominent. As they talked Mike could tell the twunk was watching their dicks. He purposely started adjusting with his balls which fluffed his dick to about half hard. The twink eyes were glued the hole time. Finally after about 5 minutes, Mike said to the twunk “if your going to stare at it get on your knees and suck it boy!” True twunk was in his knees in a flash licking Mikes balls and shaft. Then sucking it his piz dick deep. The twunk was amazing deep throating Mike massive schlong. Josh stroked himself hard as he watch the twunk choke on his friends meat. “Suck his dick boy while I eat your bussy.” Mike instructed the twunk. He had Josh’s thick meat in his throat and ass in the air in seconds. Mike ate that tight brown lightly hoary hole as he heard the twunk moan around Josh’s dick. After getting the hole wet enough to get his poz dick in he nodded at Josh to indicate it was fucking time. In a rapid move Mike stood up and forced his massive toxic dick balls deep in the raw brown twunk boy pussy in one push. Josh held the twunk head down on his cock as he tried to pull away while Mike held him still, impaled on his poz dick. Within a few seconds the twunk calmed and started to moan again on Josh’s dick as he started to move his hips on Mikes cock. Mike started to meet the twunks movement thrust for thrust. The sound of the trunk moaning in the dick, the thwapping of the thrusts, and the dirty talk of Josh telling the boy to take that raw dick all were music to Mike’s ears. After about 7-8 mins of fucking the twunk’s hole tightened and his cum sprayed on the steam room floor. Mike moaned and blew his toxic cum in the twunk’s now gaped hole. “Fuck yes boy take my babies! I am knocking you up!” He moaned as he flooded the twunk with his high virals load. Josh moaned hard and filled the twunks throat with his cum. Mike and Josh removed their dicks from the twunk, picked up their towels, and headed to the shower. Not saying a word the the twunk now on the bench breathing heavy from being worked over by two hung studs. They showered and got dressed not seeing the twunk again as they walked out of the locker room. As they went back to their rooms they high-fived at the door and Josh congratulated Mike in another poz son. They agreed to change and go see the sights for a bit before their shift that night. Day 2 and second hole seed with his toxic cum!

From a porn perspective, I love watching young guys fuck older men. It's like watching a son fuck his father. The age gap makes it hot.

I love being mounted and bred by guys young enough to be my son or grandson. Studs who wouldn't have given me a second look when I was their age are lining up to tap this daddy ass and I'm loving it. They recover so fast too - multiple loads for me! The ones that aren't into fucking me want me to breed them and I'm happy to oblige. It's the best thing about getting older, so I advise all you young sportfuckers to maintain your health and stay in shape, the best is yet to cum.

Trex slowly pulled the half inflated butt plug out of me, leaving my hole gaping. Then, he walked over to the shelf, and picked up the baggie of Tina, and sorted through it until he found a shard about the size of his fingernail. Handing it to Dantrell, he said, “Here. Push this big shard just a little way into your piss slit, then shove your lubed up cock into Danny’s hole. That’s it. Keep going until you can feel the head of your dick up against his inner ring.” Dantrell followed Trex’s instructions, then said, “Okay.” Trey said, “You’re there, up against his inner ring ?” Dantrell said, “Yeh, I can feel it.” Then, Trex handed the bottle of poppers to me, and told me to take several hits. When he saw my face becoming really flushed, he told Dantrell to gradually push his cock head against my inner ring. “Whoa,” Dantrell said, as I let out a yelp, and Trex knew that Dantrell’s cock head had popped through. Continuing his instructions, Trex told Dantrell to push out a small stream of chem piss. When he did, he felt the big Tina shard shoot out of his piss slit, deep into my guts. Trex said, “Perfect. Now, let’s wait a few minutes for that to dissolve. In the mean time, go ahead and fuck him, but not too deep, yet. Oh, and hand the bubbler pipe to him, and make him take a couple of hits.” Then, Trex took the red plastic cups from the shelf and headed back into the kitchen. When he returned, he was juggling 3 cups, handing one to me, one to Dantrell, and saving one for himself. Dantrell said, “G ?” And, Trex replied, “You know it,” as all 3 of us drained the cups down our throats. Next, Trex told me to take several more hits of poppers, and he told Dantrell to push his cock deep inside my hole, again. “Push right through that inner ring,” Trex said. “Yeh, man, give him the entire length of your BBC. That’s what he needs.” At first, Dantrell kept his cock deep inside my hole, fucking in and out of my inner ring. Then, he switched to pulling his cock back farther, then punching it all the way back through my inner ring, with every thrust. “How does that feel,” Trex asked me ? “Fuck ME,” was my reply ! “That’s fucking incredible !” For more than a half hour, Trex kicked back, occasionally hitting the bubbler pipe, and watching Dantrell’s big long cock giving my hole a good workout. The Tina and the G had me flying high. I was obviously tweaked, and loving the intense fucking that my hole was getting. Soon, Trex blew out a huge white cloud and stood up. “Time for the big one,” he announced ! “Here, I know you’re going to need these,” he said as he handed the bottle of poppers to me. At the same time, he motioned for Dantrell to pull his cock out of my hole, which he did, very gradually, revealing inch after inch of his BBC, until it finally fell out of my gaping hole, and flopped around. I was lying back, my ass a few inches off the end of the sling, my feet in the stirrups, and my legs spread wide, an open invitation for Trex’s BBC. I watched Trex lubing up his thick monster cock, and as he approached my hole, I started snorting the poppers, moving the bottle back and forth, from one nostril to the other, each time taking a big hit, and holding my breath as long as I could, feeling my heart slam and my head pound, until I felt the head of Trex’s cock pushing into me. That was the easy part because his cock head was nowhere near the huge girth of his shaft. Even though my head was spun from all the Tina and G and poppers, I still let out a loud gasp when Trex started forcing his shaft inside of my hole. “Come on ! You want this BBC ? Push back against it ! Come on ! Take it ! Take it ! Trex continually coached me while taking a few steps forward, pushing me and the sling backwards, and increasing the pressure of his cock against my hole until the huge shaft suddenly broke through and the thighs of Trex’s black leather chaps made a loud slap against my ass. Sweat rolled down the sides of my face, and I could see thatTrex was sweating, too. Right now, he knew enough to stay very still, his monster thick cock completely buried in my hole, letting me relax and get used to it’s size. “Holy FUCK,” I yelled out ! “I wasn’t sure I could do it.” Trex told Dantrell to hand him a couple of paper towels. He handed one to me, and we both wiped the sweat from our faces. “Good job, Danny boy ! We need to celebrate.” He told Dantrell to reload the bubbler pipe. Then, he told him to hand the torch and the pipe to me, and ordered me to take several big hits. Next, while Trex was hitting the pipe, he could feel me moving my ass in the sling, fucking myself up and back an inch or two on Trex’s massive cock. Trex blew a huge cloud down toward my hole, then he grinned, knowing that his BBC was in charge, and that my hole wanted it, wanted it fucking me. Handing the bubbler pipe and the torch back to Dantrell, Trex told me to hit the poppers, again, and, as I did, Trex pulled his cock back about half way, then slowly shoved it all the way back in, again. I moaned loudly, and pushed my hips forward, signaling to Trex how fucking good it felt. Trex responded by pulling back most of the way, then slamming back in, in one quick motion. My entire body shuddered, and I yelled out, “OH, FUCK, YEH !” For the next 10 or 15 minutes, Trex kept pounding his BBC in and out of my hole, only occasionally stopping for a few seconds to let me hit the poppers. When, he felt like taking a break, he let Dantrell have a turn, marveling at how my ass was able to take Dantrell’s big long cock punch fucking my inner ring. Dantrell and Trex kept taking turns pounding the hell out of my insatiable ass, and pumping load after load of cum into me, only stopping long enough to fuck more shards deep inside my ass, to make me hit the pipe, and down a few more doses of G. The session ended up lasting about 36 hours, with all 3 of us feeling pretty well warn out. I had received 5 big loads of cum blasted deep inside my ass. Before I left, Trex shoved a large butt plug up my hole, and told me to keep it in for at least 24 hours, to be sure that I had completely absorbed all those chemmed up loads of cum.

I'm giving up on the BareBackBastards site for a while. Broken images everywhere, and can't get any videos to play. Tried 3 different devices: a desktop computer, my main phone, and a backup phone. No matter which browser I used, no matter how much "clearing history/cookies/cache/etc." I did, no matter how many times I rebooted my devices--nothing seemed to work. So it's not you, it's them. Still, it's fucking frustrating when a go-to video that helps you nut quickly is having technical problems...lol.

Neither Kirsten Sinema nor Joe Manchin are "crazy". Neither are loyal, down-the-line Democrats, either. Manchin is reflecting the needs of his constituency first (big coal), and the nation secondly. It's so noticeable because the of the narrow margin in the Senate. Sinema seems to have at least semi-cogent answers to why she votes the way she does, which doesn't make her crazy. What does make her somewhat questionable though, is her taste in clothing. Maybe one of her commercial sponsors is Ringling Bros/Barnum & Bailey .....

The first photo is just heavenly sexy 😈

I think that in the backrooms/fuckjoints, guys are more driven by their Lusts than anything else (oh - for instance, "I wonder how/ if I should this or that ?" A lot of Tops think all they have to do is show up and rut - but this is an example of the numerous details that Tops should be aware of, and take steps to make it a hot group scene as it can be for all the guys.

I concur. The level of action varies tremendously, depending on where one lives, and therefore the risks of picking up the lesser bugs. The risk is always there, of course, but mitigating them in favor of Breeding Holes seems manageable. Having lived in areas with a heavy concentration of the gay community (meaning, the "pig" quotient) all my adult life, I'm surprised how seldom I pick up a bug, but the risk is always there, which is why I got on PrEP as soon as it became available, and get tested monthly rather than every 3 months. The sooner detected, the sooner it's treated, and it happens a couple of times a year. Then, I just have to take the meds and wait it out. The way I see it, it's merely the price to be paid for fucking raw Holes in the backrooms, fuckjoints, any time my Cock takes a notion to do it. To me, that's a very cheap price indeed for the sense that I've taken every step possible to protect my health, and still maintain, exercise, deepen my Lusts for wet, raw Hole.

DELIVERING HIS FANTASY FUCK I had a Grindr message from a 27 yr lad asking if I needed fucking. When I told him I did he offered to head over and fuck his poppered up anon load in. He also asked if he could bring his own lube to use. That wasn’t a problem, saved using mine. I was hooded and ass up in my jock and CUM DUMP socks when he arrived. He just whipped his shorts off and stood there in his white T-shirt, white Nike socks and AF-1 trainers. He was already semi and slapping his 8inches aginst my hole. He continued to popper up. He pressed his precum oozing head against my hungry hole and I moaned with pleasure. I thought It odd when he said he couldn’t wait to use this lube on me. I felt the cold liquid as he poured it over my hole and down my crack. He teased my hole open with it. He poppered up some more. He was clearly lubing his dick some more with his lube. Then he pushed his raw dick inside me. He started pounding away, giving me a good hard fucking. I loved how he occasionally gave me a verbal reminder he was in charge. I got called a cum whore, faggot and a worthless cunt. I loved it. He pulled back to just leave the head of his throbbing dick in me as he took another popper hit. He asked if I wanted the rest of this load and I wasn’t sure what he meant. When I asked He told me that he’d been out cruising at some toilets and watched a hot guy get fucked by a fucking ugly but well endowed top. The guy used a rubber and shot a huge load while fucking the guy. When they were done the used and filled rubber was thrown to the floor. My guy apparently stepped in to rescue the discarded strangers load with the intention to use as lube on a willing cumdump, as it had been a longtime fantasy of his. My hole was twitching with excitement knowing this guys cum was already lubing my cunt! He was pouring the last drops of this anon strangers cruising load into his dick. He took another popper hit and slid back in. We were both well lubed and completely turned on by it. I loved that I’d agreed to not knowingly taken this sleazy cum load. He was rock solid inside when he asked, ‘I’ve one more fantasy request, can I fuck this used rubber into your hole? Fuck that’s slutty I thought. It’s not the first time it’s been done either. So I agreed and begged him to cream my hole and fuck that sleazy rubber into my slutty cunt. He wasted no time, he pulled out and placed the rubber over my hole then slowly pushed his dick back inside me taking the rubber with it. Once it was inside me he had his fantasy and he fucked away hard and fast. It wasn’t long before he was ready to dump his load and by then I was begging him to breed my slutty cunt. He did just that and shot his hot load deep inside me with the rubber too! When twisted horny fukka!

I don't know him but I think his dick weighs more than the rest of his entire body. If I had crossed paths with him his name would still be in my contacts list on my iPhone. Unfortunately it's not but if I do come across him I'll take a pic and forward it to you....😜

It's got to be natural and it's got to be hairy. Don't ever, ever shave your ass around your fuckhole.

I absolutely refuse, why should I get tested regularly and take PrEP every day just for someone to turn down my tight, warm, smooth fuck hole? I also hate the growing stigma on hookup apps and sites that prep user= slut or disease ridden non-discerning whore. I'm on a bisexual hookup app and all the closeted married men who don't publicly advertise that they're looking for men always say they want safe, as if I'm going to give them something nasty. Truth is I know more about my sexual health than they or their partners most likely. They'd probably jump at the chance to fuck a woman from there raw, what's the difference? I note they don't expect the woman to profess that they're squeaky clean of all STIs either. I bet many of them swap chlamydia with each other at their swingers nights without even knowing. It's rank hypocrisy. I also conversely note a trend of many profiles just saying 'neg on prep' as if those three magic words mean you're definitely getting BB.

Part 26 Jeremy was alternating between moaning, purring and begging as Ryan see-sawed his fat raw cock (his raw HIV-positive cock!) in and out of Jeremy's ass as Drew and I watched and listened in horny lust to everything being displayed on the screen before us. Drew was feeding me more smoke from the pipe as he worked to seal my capitulation with his lewd talk. “It's totally hotter than hell watching your son getting fucked with raw dick and hearing him beg for those poz loads isn't it Daddy Justin?” Watching the screen in earnest I reached between Drew's legs and took his rigid shaft in my fist and started slowly jacking him. “Hell yeah it is!” I answered him. “Watching him getting fucked with the same poz dicks that fucked me earlier. And hearing him say how much he wants it! Oh gawd!!” Drew pinched one of my sensitive nips causing a ripple of more pleasure to run through my body. “Do you want it too, Daddy Justin? Do you want more poz cum in your hole and to fuck your cock into more poz ass?” he asked in a soft whisper dripping with seduction and temptation. A temptation I realized I was powerless to resist. “Fuck yes I do!” I said with undisguised need and hunger in my own voice. He smiled that same beautiful smile he'd shown me that first day we met (had it been just a week ago?!) and said, “You will. Don't worry. Let's watch a little more first,” and we turned our attention back to the scene of what was happening just a few feet down the hall from us. As I watched I saw Kevin turn from the dining room table and saw that he was holding what appeared to be some syringes and a belt. I looked briefly at Drew with questioning eyes and he grinned and told me to watch and listen. He said things were about to heat up. I quickly looked back just as I heard my son's voice saying in a ragged breath, “What's that stuff for Daddy Kevin?” Kevin stood next to Jeremy's prone body on the couch and ran his empty hand across Jeremy's sweat-drenched abs and chest as Ryan slowed his fuck-pace. “Do you remember the last time you were here and we watched a video where a couple of the guys took an injection from a syringe like these?” Jeremy seemed to pause as he felt another deep thrust of Ryan's cock. “Yes. You called it a..a...”, he trailed off. “A slam, son,” Kevin said evenly. “It's a needle full of the T we've been smoking diluted in water. Goes right into your system and makes everything we've been doing so much better than you can imagine. I think you said you might like to try it, right?” There was a moment's hesitation before Jeremy said, “Yeah, maybe. Will it hurt? Is it safe?” “No it won't hurt, just a quick pinch of the needle, then you'll feel better than you ever have. And yeah, it's just as safe as smoking it from the pipe,” Kevin answered in a soothing voice. “And it's so frigging good to get slammed when you have a cock fucking your ass!” Ryan added. I saw Jeremy lick his lips then eagerly say, “Yeah! Let's do it then. Slam me Daddy Kevin!” I heard Drew beside me whisper, “Fucking A!” and heard Kevin instructing Jeremy what to do and telling him what was going to happen. Ryan stopped his thrusting and held his cock still inside Jeremy as Kevin took Jeremy's outstretched arm and wrapped the belt around it. He told Jeremy he was looking for a prominent vein and immediately said he'd found one and rubbed it with an alcohol wipe. I watched mesmerized as Kevin slowly inserted the needle into my son's pulsing vein and seconds later the syringe was turning red as Jeremy's blood entered it, mixing with the diluted meth. I heard Kevin ask, “Are you ready?” but he was looking into the camera and I knew he was asking me as well as Jeremy. Jeremy nodded and Kevin pushed the plunger, slowly emptying the contents into my boy's blood and body. Drew and I moaned together as Jeremy and Ryan moaned too on the screen. Kevin quickly removed the belt from Jeremy's arm and told him to hold it up in the air and to “get ready” and “ride it out, son.” In just a few seconds Jeremy's body shuddered, he began gasping and started coughing deep and hard. I turned a paniced look to Drew but he said not to worry and keep watching. Jeremy's coughing fit stopped, he shuddered one more time then opened his eyes and I could see a transformation on his face. He looked wildly at Kevin then at Ryan and back at Kevin. “Oh my gawd!” he exclaimed. “Oh fuck, Daddy Kevin! Oh fuckkkk!” Kevin laughed. “Feels good doesn't it son?” he asked. “Oh yes, yes, yes! So fucking good!” Then Jeremy turned his eyes on Ryan who was grinning widely. “Your hole just got 10 degrees hotter around my cock dude! How're you feeling?” Jeremy started pulling on his nips as he wrapped his legs tighter around Ryan's waist. “It feels so fucking fantastic bro! Fuck me man! Fucking drill my hole and fucking give me your poz cum! Please fucker!” my son practically screamed. “You got it pig!” Ryan growled as he pulled back then slammed forward into the depths of Jeremy's ass. I watched in fascination as Ryan fucked my son with an even greater intensity than he had fucked me in the park and I had no doubt Jeremy was enjoying that dick just as much as his father had not too long ago. I heard Kevin say he was going to go get Drew but I'm not sure Jeremy even heard him through all the grunting and groaning he and Ryan were doing. A moment later the bedroom door opened and I glanced up to see Kevin entering with a huge smile on his face and his huge dick as hard as it'd been all day. Though I wanted to watch my son with these men on the computer screen, my hunger won out as Kevin wordlessly walked over to me and slid his cock between my lips. I started sucking feverishly on the cock that had just fucked my own son full of poz cum as the sound of Jeremy getting fucked by Ryan was the perfect background noise. I was remotely aware that Drew and Kevin were making out while I worked to deepthroat Kevin's length and at the same time heard Ryan on the screen and through the now-open bedroom door telling Jeremy how good his ass felt and how close he was to cumming in him. I moaned around my mouthful of cock as I heard Jeremy again urge Ryan to shoot his poz cum in him, to mix it with Kevin's. Kevin slid his meat from my mouth and leaned down to kiss me. Pulling his lips from mine he grinned at me in total wantonness and asked, “So you liked watching me shoot my poz cum in your boy?” he asked. “Oh fuck yes!” I answered without reservation. “And hearing him beg for it?” Kevin continued. “Even hotter,” I confessed. His grin widened. “And how about you buddy? Do you want more of my poz cum in your ass too? In your tweaked up cheating married daddy ass?” I wrapped my hand around Kevin's cock and licked the precum-covered head. Looking up at him I said, “Oh gawd yes! I want more of your poz cum man! The same poz cum you gave my son just now!”, then I slid my lips back down his cock. Kevin let me suck him a few moments longer before taking his cock back out and I heard the all-familiar “click” then parted my lips for the glass cock Drew was offering me. I sucked in two huge lungfuls of the sweet magic fuck smoke and was ready to hear what these two studs had in mind next for tonight for all of us, including Jeremy. Blowing out my second cloud I looked at Drew and saw him watching me. He said, “We came here tonight so you could have sex with your son.” He paused as I felt my heart flip hearing his words. “Are you ready for that Daddy Justin?” he asked. “Are you ready for some no-restrained wickedly hot ta*oo incest with your own son?” “More than you know!” I replied feeling the dark decadent smile on my lips. Drew returned my smile and said, “Well, then, let's get this party charged up!” He and Kevin laughed at the double meaning which was lost on me. Drew turned to Kevin and said, “Stay here with Daddy Justin. I'm going to go get Ryan and Jeremy and we're going to move the fun here to the bedroom.” Giving me a quick kiss he said, “Watch the screen, you hot married pig! And get ready. I'm going to bring you your son's ass so you can incest fuck him!”, and with that he walked out closing the door behind him. A moment later I saw Drew walk up to Jeremy in the living room just as he was finishing up sucking Ryan's cock clean after Ryan had bred him and pulled out of his teen hole. “Hey, Jer,” Drew said to Jeremy drawing my son's attention to him and his nakedness and hardness. Jeremy grinned seeing Drew and said, “Hey, man! I was wondering where you was. Glad to see you!” Drew bent down and kissed Jeremy briefly then pulling back said, “Yeah, I was in the bedroom with Daddy Kevin's friend having a little fun.” He grinned at Jeremy and said “How about we all move to the bedroom and have some fun together?” Jeremy sat up on the couch and said, “I'm ready! Is he hot?” “Oh man,” Drew answered, “he is so fucking sexy and hot! We heard part of the fun you were having in here and he is wanting to fuck you like crazy!” I groaned hearing Drew setting the stage for me and my son to fuck. Kevin lit the bowl again and I inhaled more fuck smoke, watching and listening to the scene in the living room. Kevin had me get on my hands and knees facing the screen and a minute later I felt the wetness of his tongue kissing and licking and sucking my aching but hungry hole. I forced myself to concentrate on what was going on on the computer screen. Jeremy was sitting on the couch with Ryan and Drew on either side of him passing a smoke-filled pipe back and forth. Drew was talking to Jeremy. “Daddy Kevin's friend is married and he told us he has a son your age that he really wants to fuck.” “Fuck man that's hot!” I heard Jeremy say at the same time I felt Kevin slip a finger inside me. I quickly felt the flash of burn and knew he was giving me a booty bump. He wasn't making it easy to follow what was happening in the living room but I tried. “Yeah it's hot and he wants you to do some roleplay with him and let him know how much you want to have incest with your dad. And since you do want that for real I figured you'd be cool with getting into it with him, right?” Drew asked watching Jeremy exhale more smoke. “Oh fuck yeah man! I'm definitely down for that.” I was shaking in lust realizing how close I was to getting to fuck my own son. Just as I was thinking that I felt the bed move and then felt the blunt head of Kevin's dick pressing against my twitching hole. I knew it was likely just a matter of minutes before I was going to be pressing my own dad-cock against my own son's cum-filled hole but my need to have my own ass filled again was overwhelming and I pushed back meeting Kevin's forward push and we moaned in unison as once again he moved his entire length inside me. (more to come)

The terms have been mixed up a bit in recent years. We do have a living language. For example, in the past the word 'gay' was not connected at all with 'homosexual men'. The word 'gay' in its original meaning means 'cheerful' or 'happy'. Like the word 'gay', the word 'faggot' has also changed meaning in recent years. I think you're using the word "faggot" in its old sense, as "gay man?" Because sucking cock and getting your ass fucked doesn't make you a fagot in the new sense. Then you are a gay man. You are a 'faggot' in the new sense if you aim to satisfy men without getting sexual satisfaction yourself. His pleasure is a faggots goal. A 'faggot' is a service point. A piece of fuck meat. What men use to empty their balls into. Being 'gay' and being 'a faggot' is something totally different these days.

The Private Party 2 So I've been going to a private sex party for a few months. I wrote about it back in October. It's been a lot of fun. Every time I go I clean myself inside and out with lotion and fully lubed up. Then I lock myself in a chastity cock cage and when I get there I am stripped and locked into a spreader bar that holds my hands and ankles together, forcing me face down and ass up, my hole exposed and helpless for anyone to use until I'm set free. I wear nothing but a jock that allows full access to my hole. All the regulars know me and take turns using my hole and shooting load after load of risky cum deep inside me while they grunt away their pleasure and cause me to moan out mine. I know some, maybe even most of the loads I've been taking are charged and it is pretty much inevitable that sooner or later my ass will be knocked up. Some of the guys have even told me they are high VL and a few even that their loads were med resistant so even if I am on PrEP (which I'm not, so my ass is very fertile) I will still get charged up by their strain. Well, I'm going to the January party tomorrow, but this time I know I don't have to worry about getting pozzed. Last week I wasn't feeling well so I went to the free sex clinic and got tested... Sure enough. Poz. The doctors want to put me on meds, but I think I will hold off until something happens. Well, I'm still looking forward to continuing to attend the parties... Maybe one of these times I will go to the party and be looking for bottoms instead of taking more loads...

"Wait, Daddy." He said as we started to exit the master bathroom. I feared he was having second thoughts about our consummation. Maybe I pushed it too far with the shaving. "This may sound strange but could we make love on my parents' bed?" He wanted to started his sex life in the place where his parents had created him years before. How perfect. I smiled and picked him up in my strong arms, carrying him to the bed and laying him down on the made sheets. He thanked me by kissing passionately. Any fear or doubt in his mind was long gone. This was going to happen. As I stood before him on the edge of the bed, he started pulling at my clothes. Soon I found myself naked as well, violently throwing my clothing around his parents' perfectly made bedroom. He took his small but mighty hand and reached for my cock. His eyes widened when he realized how big and thick it was. "Can I taste him?" the boy begged. I nodded and rearranged so my crotch lined up to his face. Without hesitation, he opened wide and began sucking my cock. You would never guess this was his first. I could tell he loved it. He'd thought about this moment for a long time, even showing me on cam how he'd practice sucking on objects around the house. He swallowed inch by inch until my balls rested against his face. He looked up at me and I could tell he was smiling under there. My big hairy balls full of cum rested gently on his smooth boy face. I started to gently fuck his mouth. He loved every second of it. I wasn't sure if the water coming from his eyes were tears of joy or from trying not to gag. Finally, I pulled my cock out of his eager mouth and instructed him to play with my balls. He loved them just as much. After a few minutes of ball work, I asked him if he wanted to taste my hole. He looked surprised, as we'd never discussed this possibility before, but nodded and smiled like the good boy he was. I turned around a slowly lowered my spread ass cheeks onto his face, while instructing him to lick like I was a popsicle. His boy tongue lapping at my hole felt fucking amazing. Had I not been spreading my cheeks, it would have been very hard not to jack a load out right then and there. Needless to say, my cock was throbbing at this point. I raised my ass off the boy so he could get some air. I was thrilled to see he still had that eager smile on his pretty face. I leaned in to kiss him. This time instead of toothpaste, he tasted like a man.

Several months ago, I posted a thread in the General Discussion section in which I shared some of the internal tension that I had been experiencing. On the one hand, I had (and still do have) a strong desire to go to graduate school and pursue academics. On the other hand, I am extremely slutty, and the riskier the sex, the more that I enjoyed it. There were some very thoughtful responses, contributions, and input from many of you, and as a consequence I decided to begin PrEP. This post is an update... I started taking PrEP, and all was going well for the first month or two. I was having sex as usual and getting bred as much as I could. The more that time went by though, the more dissatisfied with the sex I became. The sex just didn't seem to excite me in the same way that it had used to (even though I was more or less having the same amount of sex as I had been before). It just seems as though there is something about very risky sex that energizes me in a way that I can't really explain (and maybe don't really understand either). I had been feeling that way for the past several months, thinking that the feeling may just go away - but it didn't. Basically, I've decided to stop taking my PrEP now (in reality I stopped taking it a few days ago). The sex that I had since stopping was fantastic, and I just feel amazing after. I know that what I am doing is extremely risky, but it is beginning to look like I need that sort of risk to feel fulfilled and satisfied. While it will probably sound silly, I do a substantial amount of demanding work which can be quite stressful; the risky sex that I have been engaged in has always been a source of release for all that tension and stress, and I was not able to find an outlet for it while on PrEP. Essentially, I think part of the secret to my success academically has actually been my risky, slutty sex life - and I think I need to embrace it. So, again, I've stopped taking my PrEP now and honestly I have to admit I'm a lot happier because of it. I guess, part of me still wants to know what you all think though: am I being ridiculous, or selfish? Can any of you think of any alternative explanations, or maybe other outlets? I'd honestly appreciate your input again, as I really appreciated it earlier when I was struggling with all this.

The next week I walked into the club and saw Tom sitting watching a bear with a big cock use a twink in the sling raw. I went across and stood next to him saying “careful lad, don’t start dreaming about barebacking men otherwise you’ll get pozzed in no time”. Tom laughed and said “don’t think it matters – no-one rides my tiny cock – starting to think my place is taking real men’s cocks like those pups”. I replied “yes, they are good boys, appreciated by the alphas – not blueballed at all because they know where they fit in – filled with proper alpha seed. So what have you been thinking about all week with your cock locked up? Show me”. I flexed and Tom nervously kissed my bicep. I handed him some poppers – “sniff these”. He inhaled a few times and then started kissing all over my pecs, abs and biceps, I pulled by trackies down letting my thick 8 inch cock spring out. He knelt down and kissed it. I said “go on – suck it”. I gave him a few more sniffs of poppers and then he hungrily got to work sucking me deep. I asked him if he liked it and he groaned and mumbled “yes sir” though his mouthful of cock. He kept sucking but then he stopped and I asked why. He asked “is this the time to learn by place and take your cock in my ass – I don’t care if you’re poz, its where I belong”. I said “I think your learning Tom, a lesser man would breed you like a cumdump now – today I’m going to let you taste it and think about whether this is the right thing – taking my poz load would be a big commitment – now get back to sucking”. He sucked more and then my cock throbbed and I shot a massive load into his mouth. He slurped it down and then stood up and we kissed. I could taste my cum in his mouth. We embraced for a while and then I said “what a good boy”. He replied “thank u daddy”. I said – you know “I hope you’ve noticed your cock is the same size as all the other pups in here, you’re smaller than an alpha like me but no longer an incel now you’ve tasted your first cumload”. He smiled a cheeky cute smile and I told him to wait a second. I came back with the key. “Time to unlock that cock for a few moments”. We lay down on one of the mats – me on top of him and kissed passionately. His cock was rock solid. “Pretty big now ain’t it sub”. He whispered “yes sir, when your with me”. And I wanked his cock while we kissed. Having been locked for a week he shot a massive load in my hand in about one minute. I told him to lick his cum off my hand rather than waste it and he did greedily. Then we showered and I let him feel all my muscles then I sent him off locked again to think about whether he’s really an incel or my good pup.

Hi there. Just telling my story about getting pozzed. My fuck friend invited me to join him on his trip to a party for members who are already poz. Six times a year they have their parties, and each time approximately a hundred guys get together and have fun with each other, all walking around the room, fucking bare or getting fucked bare, no questions asked. I got the gift there, just laying in a sling in a darkroom waiting until the next man came into the room. That night I received ten loads in my ass. The act of being fucked so much, and knowing poz guys were breeding me, made me fucking horny Have fun guys. xxxx

Great story I hope it continues. Be great if the teacher is poz or he is poz and undetectable and he talks it over with his boy and he stops taking his meds.

Part 7 I was so happy that he wanted to spend more time with me. I didn't want to leave this bed with him inside me. "I like that idea I said...uh...my phone is in my pants." He laughed. "Ok. We have to do this slow. Just raise yourself up slowly." He held my hips and helped guide me off his still hard cock. I looked down as I lifted myself up and could see his cum leaking from my hole. I had never seen anything so hot before. Finally his head popped out and what looked like a flood of cum came out with it. "Woah I knew you must have shot a huge load but you could have drowned me with that." "That's what you did to me son." I couldn't help but feel proud. Which got me hornier. Whenever I came before this time I was relieved and would need at least half an hour or so before I felt like I wanted to cum again. This time even though I came a ton I didnt lose any of that feeling. I grabbed my sweatpants and pulled out my phone. I sent a message in the group chat between me and my parents and was set. I never needed their permission really. They just always wanted to know where I was. "Ok, we're set" I said and crawled back to Mr. Kelly, my teacher, my dad, my first. "How are you feeling son? You ok with what we did? How it happened?" "Yeah that was amazing. I wanna do that all the time. Like...now?" He laughed. "Someone's feeling less shy." I blushed. He was right and I wasn't sure if it was a good thing. I suddenly worried that I would lose control. "I love it. I want you to keep sharing what you want and I want to keep teaching you those things and more." "Well...we've pretty much covered everything and more so everything else would be amazing." "I've got some ideas. If you think of anything else tell me and we can make it happen. It's best to explore new things with someone you trust. You trust me right son?" I nodded. I did. "Dad you just took my virginity and shot a huge load into me. I better trust you." We both laughed. "That's true son. The reality is that a lot of guys don't have their first times with someone they really trust so I'm glad you feel that way with me. So how about we shower and then we can turn on another movie and see what happens?" "Ok. Do you want to go first or should I?" "Oh uh ok why don't you go first. I'll get you a towel. Follow me and I'll show you where the bathroom is." We walked to the bathroom and he handed me a towel. "Oh I love those showers. I was at a hotel that had one once." "Yeah I had that rainfall showerhead put in just a couple weeks ago. It's amazing. I'll just be back in bed when you get out." He kissed my forehead and then walked out. My shower relaxed me again as I washed the cum and sweat off me. I was getting worked up again thinking about how I was getting clean for this man so he could fuck me again and get me dirty all over again. My hole was a little raw and it did feel a little sore when I ran my fingers and soap over it. But that didn't make me want it any less. When I came back to his room, he was sitting on his bed with shorts on and his laptop on his lap. I jumped up and sat with him with just the towel around me. "You smell good son. I'll take my turn now. Why don't you pick a movie this time?" "Ok. What site should I go to?" "You can go to any site you want but I do have a whole collection of stuff here in this folder. Up to you. Just know that I only have a certain type of video. I only have videos with bareback fucking and where the top cums inside the bottom. It's such a turn off for me if the top is wearing a condom or if the top pulls out and cums outside of the bottoms hole. What a waste." I never thought of it that way but I knew that after that day I would only watch bareback porn with the top cumming in the bottom. No wasted cum. He left to go take his shower while I looked around his folder. He had his folder divided into studio porn and amateur porn. He was so organized which made me laugh. I guess he really is a teacher. I looked to see if I recognized any of the studio porn that he had and turned a couple on. I was still in the habit of fast forwarding to the fucking and for these videos the part where the top came inside the bottom. He was right. It was really hot. I kept going back to the folder every couple minutes and then ended up in the amateur folder. There were a lot more videos in this folder and some folders inside it. I noticed that all of the folders in the amateur category had names on them. I randomly clicked on one called Justin. There were a few videos in the folder and I clicked on one. As it started I immediately recognized the room. It was Mr. Kelly's bedroom. Where I was sitting at that moment. There was another guy maybe a little older than me sitting right where I was. Right on the bed in shorts and a tshirt. And then I heard the familiar click. Mr. Kelly came into view with pipe in hand and brought it to the boy's mouth. He took a hit and blew a big cloud. I was fascinated and didn't hear Mr. Kelly walk in wearing just a towel. "I thought you might find one of my personal videos."

Thanks for the feedback. - - - - - Chapter 3: Messages with the German bear I'd sort of forgotten about the German guy that had messaged me. Well, I never forgot that cock (and nor did my photos app, having obviously saved it). But after that initial interaction we did keep up messaging. And then in March on the Easter weekend he sent me another message out of the blue, "Hi, it's Alex, so when are you coming back to Germany?". Just after Christmas I'd deleted all the apps, thinking that if I got rid of them, then the temptation to bareback might go. About a week before Easter I succumbed to my urges and re-installed Scruff, his profile pic was just a thumbnail. A thumbnail of that rather magnificently hairy, beefy chest of his. So until I realised we still had our private galleries unlocked for each other I was racking my brain thinking who on earth this Alex guy could be. "Hi, I'm might be back in June. How have you been?" I replied. He replied almost immediately, "Great. The summer is wonderful here. You must go to the lake, it is very beautiful"... "Thanks for the tip, I'll try. I'm only over for a weekend though. Visiting a friend." ... "A sex friend?" ... "Haha, no, we don't have sex" ... "Oh, that is a shame, German guys can be very good sex friends". Our conversation then descended into an exchange of more explicit pics that weren't in our private galleries, and some general chat about how hot we found each other. But it was late, and my eyelids were heavy, so I made my apologies and wished him goodbye. A few weeks later, he messaged again. This time I was on my way home from some late drinks with colleagues. "Hi cub. How are you?" he asked... "A bit drunk. Just on my way home" I replied... "Going home alone?" ... "Yes" ... "That's a shame. Sexy cub like you shouldn't be alone"... "I wouldn't be if you were here"... "No. That is true. I wouldn't let you go home alone. Especially if you are drunk. You need looking after"... "I think I need something else" I replied... "Oh really? And what would that be?"... "Your cock"... "Yes?" ... "Yeah, I love it. I love how thick and veiny it is. I want to feel it" ... "You can do that when you visit"... "I want to feel it now" ... "But we are so far apart cub" ... "I know :("... "But if I was there, you could definitely feel it". I got distracted by some other notification and exited Scruff. After a few minutes he messaged again, "Where do you want to feel it cub? Where do you want to feel my cock?"... "You know" I replied"... "Tell me"... "My ass" ... "Yeah cub. I knew you wanted it"... "So badly"... "You want my cock in you cub?"... "Yes"... "Tell me cub"... "I want your cock inside me"... "Like this?" he said, following it up with a picture of his thick, veiny, raw cock entering a guy's furry ass. "YES" I replied... "You want it exactly like this?" he asked. "Yes" I replied. "You like it raw then cub?". Despite my predilection for barebacking, I'd never actively solicited it through the apps before. It was always something that happened when I was drunk, or once I was at a guy's place. It happening in the spur of the moment was a way of excusing it, I was just a guy that barebacked rather than being a barebacker. That yes I had bareback sex, but I wasn't someone that actively chose to bareback. "So cub, do you like getting fucked raw?" he asked again. He wanted to know. He wanted me to admit it. I would have to commit it to writing. "Yes" I eventually replied. "Yes, what?" he asked. "Yes, I like getting fucked raw" I typed, my dick getting harder than it ever had before. "Good" he replied. "Will you let me fuck you raw when you visit in June?"... "Yes"... "Dirty cub". So there it was technically, I'd committed in writing for the first time to let someone I'd never met before fuck me raw. I never replied to his message, having just got through the door as it arrived. I got into bed, and wanked off to his private gallery, thinking about how wonderful his cock was. How amazing it would feel to have it inside me. A few more weeks passed until he messaged again. "Not long now cub". It was mid-May, and he was right, it was only 4 and a bit weeks till I'd be back. We flirted back and forth, him telling me how much he wanted my ass, me saying how much I wanted his cock. But ultimately, I knew it was unlikely. Jake had said that one of his German friend's parents had a cabin in a forest about an hour's train journey. Knowing I loved hiking and the countryside he said he'd thought it would be great to do, we could head out Friday after I arrived, do a hike on the Saturday, and then head back on Sunday via the lake. I flirted with the hot German bear, it was some harmless fun and we'd not specifically committed to anything. Part of me felt a bit bad for leading him on, but at the same time I thought that maybe the next time I visit Jake, perhaps I'd bump into him at the bear bar.