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Shawn was getting ready to head to the orgy he had been looking forward to for weeks. The organizer was a hot otter guy. There would be 5 other guys there. All either Vers or bottoms. He was strictly a top. He was 28, 6’1, 185 lbs of muscle with olive skin he got from his Italian heritage. He had a fat 8.5 in uncut dick. He never had a problem finding a hole to seed. But his true passion was pozzing neg hole. Especially stealth pozzing. That is why he was looking forward to this orgy so much. He knew 2 of the guys were not on prep. And the rest he wasn’t sure but hoped they were not. All participants had to send negative tests within a week of the party. Shawn worked in a lab and had fake documents to share no problem. When he got to the party the otter, Steve - 23 Vers bottom, welcomed him and lead him to the room where he could strip and then told him to join them in the living room across the hall. Shawn stripped and walked across the hall already half chubbed. He was then introduced to the rest of the guys. Max - 21, bottom, no prep, twink Luke - 23, Vers, twunk Sumner - 29, Vers, no prep, jock Jason - 25, bottom, cub Shawn knew sumner and Max were not on prep as he had talked to both before the party and they confirmed it. The other 2 he had not talked to before tonight. And Steve did not say when they talked. With the introductions out of the way Steve worked on making drinks for everyone after he pointed out the lube and poppers on the coffee table. Shawn zeroed in on Sumner and started to chat him up and kiss him. He lead him to an over-stuffed chair in the corner. They proceeded to more deep kissing and making out. Then he pushed the jock to his knees to start to suck on his big fat poz dick. He loved seeing the big muscle jock suck his meat. After a few minutes Shawn pulled Sumner up and bent him over the back of the chair and started to eat his hairy hole. Sumner moaned from the tongue assaulting his hole. He reached for the pooper bottle next to him and started ti inhale. Shawn stood and bent over Sumner to make out with him as he was still bent over the chair. His big fat uncut dick leaking poz precum in Summer's neg ass cracker and hole. Summer moaned as the leaky head and spit allowed Shawn’s dick to enter this hole. Shawn could tell sumner took a lot of dick with how easy it went in. He was tight, but that’s just because of how big his dick was. To an average dick the hole would have felt looser. He was amazed his was still neg. But he wouldn’t be for long. He continued to work Summer's jock hole open as he fucked deeper and deeper. Then started to pick up speed. The moan coming form Sumner was so hot! The fucking continued, with ocassional stops to switch positions or east his ass. Making sure to use his finger nails to scratched his hole as he ate it and fingered it in between fucks. Finally Shawn decided it was time to impregnate his first hole. He started to make out deep with Sumner as he pounded hard into his hole. Finally shooting a huge load of poisonous cum balls deep in the neg hole. All while the jock begged for his cum! As they rested and recovered Sumer said, “Fuck that was hot! Thanks so much, I have been craving a load. i am so glad we did tests before this, I love raw dick but never take it. I can get anything cause I have a girlfriend. I am so glad I know taking your load was safe. I can’t wait to get more from the other guys!” “No problem man! I am glad I got to fill your hole. Maybe do a another round later tonight!” With that Shawn got up and moved to the bar to get his drink and rest a little as he watch the other guys go at it around the living room. More to follow.

******2****** A few weeks have past. I have no signs or symptoms to suggest his seed has impregnated me. I'm convinced the bug hasn't taken. I'm disappointed as I was sure he was massively toxic. He told me he felt he didn't have long left and wanted me to carry his dna and pass on his seed. I'm very busy at work and have had no time for any sex. I'm gagging for some intimacy, cock and a fuck. My usual sauna, in Brick Lane, is always busy on Friday nights. Loads of guys who want to start the weekend off with a bang! It's summer and the building is crammed with guys and it's hot. There's a strong smell of sweaty testosterone and cum. I leave my clothes in the locker and put the towel round my waist. There are a few guys sucking cock in the cinema and in the jacuzzi. All but one of the dark rooms have their doors closed. In the one remaining room there's a young guy lying on the padded bed face down with his towel covering his head. From his firm arse I deduce he's in his mid twenties. I enter and run my hand over his firm buttocks. There's a light covering of fair almost blonde fur on his arse cheeks. He groans a little as I pull his firm cheeks apart and look at his hole. It's beautiful and his starfish is pink. My cock is already creating a tent in my towel. Thoughts are racing through my head. If I was fertile with poz seed now and bred him I would have been able to keep the promise I made to my, wannabe, gifter. I lick the middle finger of my left hand and gently probe his hole. He moves his legs apart intuitively and I insert my finger in past his sphincter. He moans a little. He's very tight. Fertile or not, I'm going to fuck him. I take one of the sachets of lube from the bowl in the corner of the room and drip it onto his gorgeous opening. The cold fluid makes him flinch and draw breath. I'm pushing two fingers into him now. His hole feels like it's trying to suck them inside. Even if I'm not poz I can fantasise what it would be like to seed him with my toxic sperm. I pull the towel from me and throw it to the bottom of the bed. More lube in his hole and I get on the bed and lay ontop of him. He hasn't mentioned using a condom so, I mount him, sliding my cock into his tight hole. It feels so good. He sighs as I begin to fuck him slowly. The hot, wet walls of his arse are caressing my penis. He feels like a virgin. I'm laying right on top of his body, my arms underneath his arms and my hands on each side of his head. We haven't seen each others faces so, have no idea what each of us looks like. Sweat is dripping off my body onto his. I plough his are for five minutes then lift myself onto my arms so I can see my cock sliding in and out of his cunt. I do not believe in god, ghosts, or the supernatural, although I do know a few fairies but, none of them have wings. However I can actually hear a voice telling me to breed him, impregnate him, ejaculate my gifters dna into him. It's as clear a sound as I've ever heard. I must be hallucinating. I don't care. I'm in automatic fucking mode now, losing all control. My only focus, purpose in life is to fuck this young guy full of my seed, to empty as much of my seamen into him as I can. The pressure is building up. I'm fucking him as hard as I can and he's moaning, squirming, breathing hard. I have an overwhelming feeling that I'm really going to knock him up, impregnate him. The pressure is just too much. My ejaculation feels magnificent. Easily the best orgasm I ever had. My balls have been drawn up to my body and my cock is continuously pumping my sperm into him. I'm in ecstacy. My testicles must be empty by now but my cock is still pumping. Slowly, very slowly my body begins to relax. I roll onto my side, completely spent. The receptacle of my seed casually gets up and without looking at me thanks me and leaves the room. I need to recover and have just enough energy to stand and bolt the door. I crash on the bed for, I don't know how long. I'm aware that the attendant guy is banging on the door telling me the sauna is closing up and whoever is in there needs to get dressed and get out. I know the place closes at 4am on Saturday morning. That would mean I'd been asleep for at least five hours. It's now three months since my attempted conversion and a good few weeks since I fucked the young guy in the sauna. Sitting here in the clinic waiting for my test results I'm bored. It's just my regular six monthly check up. I'm not expecting anything out of the ordinary. The Dr is standing at his office door asking me to come in. This isn't unusual. He usually gives me the safe sex talk, some condoms, lube and a card with prep info on it. "I'm afraid you've tested positive for HIV" He continues talking but I can't really hear what he's saying. It's muffled and completely unintelligible. My mind is going back a few weeks, to the young man I fucked in the dark room at the sauna and the voice in my ear.

I’m a late 50s top , whilst perpetually horny don’t fuck more than a couple of times a week. I have a group of 4-5 regulars 28-38 who love Daddy dick and loads - I always make sure that if we’re meeting up I haven’t cum for a day or 2 so that I’ll be able to perform. This also has the advantage that they get a bigger load . unfortunately my days for fucking and cumming a couple of times a day just isn’t happening anymore

Well, I'm in my 60s now and I'm still horny every day. Doesn't mean I get cock every day but still.... Surprises me too 😉

I would love a regular piss fun play mate! 31/m/Wiltshire UK @hotundilad on telegram Feel free to PM too

I can feel the warmth of his boney body. The downy hair of his legs and chest and course pubic hair against me. His boney hands holding my head. My hands are around his skinny waisted torso feeling his warm skin and the hair on his back. The weight of him pressing me into the soft bed. We're urgently pressing our lips together and his soft wet tongue is in my mouth exploring everything within reach. He tastes and smells of mint from the toothpaste he's used before my arrival. His cock is hard and laying between our stomachs. It's feels hot and there's a slightly wet feeling of his pre-cum on my belly. My own penis is soft and laying downward, his testicles resting on it. His right hand moves slowly and gently down the left side of my body. He has hard calluses on his boney fingers and hands. The hands of a manual worker. He reaches my left buttock and intuitively I lift my leg so he can slide his hand and probing fingers underneath me and find my hole. My breath quickens as he finds it and rubs a finger over the around the rim. He pulls his tongue from my mouth and lifts his head slightly to look into my eyes. He has dark brown eyes, almost black. They are smiling and gazing into mine. I feel a finger probing inside me. I am totally his. I move my left leg a little further to my left and away from my body, a signal that I want him to explore further inside me. He understands this and slowly inserts a digit as deep as he can. I'm incredibly aroused. My mind blank, except for the here and now. He lifts himself off me and I open my legs, bend my knees and pull my feet up towards me. He takes hold of his member and I feel the head at the entrance to my body. Precum is leaking heavily from it and he rubs it around the rim. He's still looking into my eyes as he says gently "Your sure" I'm unable to speak. The want, need, excitement and trepidation has made me unable to reply so I nod my head. He pushes himself slowly inside me. My sphincter is still tight and causes me pain as he pushes past it and further inside me. He's big. I'm not used to anything this big. It's stretching the walls of my arse. He pushes it all the way inside me and holds it there, leaning forward to kiss me. The passion in me reaches a new high. I'm breathing deeply, I feel hot, my body craves him, my mind is totally captivated. I want his sperm inside me, to fertilise me, make me pregnant. I know that this can only happen once between two men and its going to happen now. He begins to move inside me. All the way out then all way inside. There is no lubricant other than his precum which has little effect on the friction between his cock and the soft walled tissue inside me. The friction is good. It was cause abrasions that will allow us to procreate more easily. Allow his seed to enter my body. He picks up speed. Fucking me, breeding me as it should be done. My arse feels wonderful sore and full. We're both sweating. He's working hard at his task, ploughing into me, the need to plant his seed is his only purpose in life. He knows it maybe his last chance to pass on his dna. He's is very thin, boney and his face is gaunt. Physically he doesn't look capable of the fucking he's giving me. It's obvious all the energy he has left is being used and its pure determination to reproduce is all that's driving him on. He fucks me for at least ten minutes then his eyes widen and he looks into mine. I can't tell if he's smiling or crying as he cries out and thrusts his cock as deep as he can and ejaculates a huge wad of thick creamy hiv infected sperm into my guts. He collapses onto me and we frantically hold onto each other tightly. I'm overwhelmed by the feelings I have and ejaculate my negative sperm between us coating our stomachs. We kiss passionately and lay still recovering from our orgasms. We lay like this for a time reflecting on what we've done. We have both achieved our goal. Rest is what we need. We both fall asleep.

I was in a monogamous relationship for the best part of 25 years, so didn’t embrace my cumdump self until my late 40’s. I’ve been trying to make up for all those lost years ever since, and haven’t noticed my sex drive tailing off so far. In some ways I hope it does- there are other things in life I’d like to devote a little more time to. But while guys still find me fuckable, I’m going to continue taking as much cock as I can.

I'm in my middle 50's and still have a very high sex drive. At this point I don't anticipate it diminishing any time soon.

Me and my partner are successful, friendly, and I think sexy guys in San Diego, and we always like making new friends 🙂 I am a sub bottom so tops are always welcome, but, sexy botToms are fun too and he is a vers top with a nice, thick dick. Send a PM - love all kinds of guys, just ask that you be in decent shape and friendly.

Last Friday I decided I needed to have my holes filled in all the ways possible, so I decided I needed to go to club Orlando. I finished work. Got my hole completely cleaned out and drove right over. I got there around 9:30 or 10 PM and I also made sure to get a video room. There are quite a few guys there a lot more older men, but I love older men I first put on my jock and then slipped my bottle of poppers into the front, I walked around looking at all of the delicious treats . Lots of guys are looking also but everyone seem to be walking towards the dark rooms. . Lots of guys are looking also but everyone seem to be walking towards the dark rooms. I got to the dark rooms myself and my eyes took a while to adjust. I could hear the faint sounds off skin on skin and low groans on slurping sounds. I was immediately hard I stepped into the room and started feeling around. I got to a corner and took a couple hits of poppers. The warm rush felt amazing as an instant horniness came over me I started looking for an empty hole and teased my cock with sloppy and wet hole, the bottom instantly arched his back and tried to suck my cock in, I pushed in and teased them one at a time. Then, I pulled out and slammed back in really hard. He yelped with pain and hold onto his shoulders as he bucked forward by the poppers on his very hot hole, I fucked him really hard he was begging me to slow down, but I said no I kept on fucking really hard. This dump knew his place. I quickly got tired, so I pulled out of him and then I immediately dove my cock into another waiting bottom for like five minutes and then pulled out the same two other waiting bottoms. None of which got my cum. I made a very fat troll, then suck my cock to clean up all of the bareback , raw ass juice, lube and other men’s cum off my cock. This was one of the sleaziest things I’ve done. I repeated this process several times overnight every time I was taking a break from having my own hole fucked by random men wanting a piece of my ass. I left the dark room and went over to the common areas where other guys were giving each other hand jobs and I got my knees, I would then suck any cock that came my way. One particularly memorable cock was this young, but large black guy. he had a very thick cock, and I asked if he was looking to top, he said yes he then push me against a wall, and held the poppers to my nose as he slowly pushed into me. Once he was inside, I realized how filled I was, and as he began me, I began to piss all over myself on floor, he fucked me like an animal. Tell me how nasty of a slut I was. I kept hitting the, and soon enough he was begging me to come. I pushed my hole out even more he roared as he held my shoulders. I shot his deep inside me. He kept saying what a slut I was. I kept hitting the poppers and soon enough he was begging me to come. I pushed my hole out even more he roared as he held my shoulders and shot his load deep inside me. I immediately spun around and sucked him clean while another guy mounted me and began his assault. I could feel the cum dripping out of my ass and on my legs, this guy only fucked me for a couple minutes and then beyond shooting inside me Also, I started begging him to give me his load, and he happily obliged. I moved out of that area and went back to the room, as I walked in I started feeling the Cocks of any man who would let me. if they were hard, I would immediately turn around and back right up onto their dick with no questions ever being asked. I was in full slut mode and needed to be used and abused. I did this successfully with around five men to witch, held onto me and fuck me like no tomorrow bending me over and ensuring that I was able to take their cock and everyone else’s. I saw an old black man with a big cock and a very distended stomach. I Motioned him to come right over and he slipped right into my wet hole, he bent me over, held my arms behind my back and jackhammered my hole. my legs would shake from the involuntary orgasms I was having as he pounded me I begged for more.I hear him starting to growl, and then I felt his warm come pushed beyond my second hole. He pulled out at me and walked away. I hear him starting to growl, and then I felt his warm come pushed beyond my second hole. He pulled out at me and walked away. Then decided I needed more. So, I walked away into the next part of the building, where there was another dark room, there was some man being fucked, and a few others, sucking each other‘s dicks. But I was really horny and needed some more cock. So I would stand along the wall and jerk my cock, while other men walked by.a few of them stopped and gave me very good blowjobs and then I would waive them off as I wanted a dick inside of me. I met this short, hairy man with a nice cock, I proceeded to play with him. He bent me and slipped inside of me. He made me lay down on the table. He fucked me hard until he shot his load deep into my ass. I finally decided I had enough and I needed to cum soon. I made my way back to the first dark room and proceeded to find a bottom, I tested them out with each other, their juices on my cock and then I found one you had a very wet and sloppy hole. I fucked him for about eight minutes and then I jerked off and then pushed it all into his hole and continue to fucking him until I went soft. It was a very, very fun night.

My sex drive (at 73) is almost totally non-existent. I read and watch a lot of porn, but it doesn't do anything for me (ED is also an issue, although I recently got a viagra prescription which helps some. I still enjoy the occasional hook-up, and the feeling of a guy pump my ass and ultimately unloading in it. But most of my sexual activity these days involves masturbating every day or two, more to keep the prostate in shape and make it easier to piss, than for the erotic sensation. In other activities I'm still going strong -- cycling, walking (in the winter) -- may get a new set of snow shoes this year).

Worse ??? Some of us would call it better !!! To the original post though, I think that when a pattern of behavior has been established earlier in life, it stands a better chance of remaining an important part of our lives later in life. If we've been sexually active early on, that pattern will most likely continue until for whatever reason it's no longer viable. That may be applicable to the hets too - but fortunately I wouldn't know about that ... I agree 100%. ^ This ... perfectly said. I may be mistaken, but I've often heard that it's the mother that passes the "gay" gene to her offspring; the father's Sperm has nothing to do with that particularly lovely gift. Anyone know better?

My sex drive went into overdrive after joining the brotherhood. For a good while I was making up for lost time. However it does become a little more of an effort to get in the mood to go out to places like I once did. I'll happily be the cumdump, but as for my load, it has to be worth it

My sex drive was very strong through my 50s. During my 60s it slowed down a lot. Now in my early 70s it has slowed to the point where if I don't get some it is really no big deal, but I do think of it constantly. Being married to a younger lady pussy is always available but that, while enjoyable, falls more into the category of a duty. Gay sex, which is what I'm really all about, has fallen to the point of one or two times per month. My advice to you young bucks is to pig out on all the sex you can get. I guarantee you that your only regrets upon reaching old age will be for the sex you passed up. Get all the dick, or ass, that you can. Ideally you will impregnate a lady or two so your gay genes will continue into the next generation and then spend your life either taking or giving loads with members or the same sex. Ahh, the game, the glorious game, y'all know what I'm talking about.

62 here and as horny as ever. Very active both as a top and bottom and no decrease in libido. Late 30's is still young.

So today it was announced he's pleading guilty to a felony - "assaulting, resisting, or impeding certain law enforcement officers." His sentencing is set for early February, which is typical - the government will conduct additional investigation, assess his cooperation (if any) with the Dept. of Justice in other, related cases, and then a pre-sentence report (PSR) will be produced. That last is a straightforward but complex calculation that accounts for the level of the offense, criminal history, acceptance of responsibility, and so forth. That will produce a suggested guidelines range of X to Y months in prison. That may be revised by additional factors like cooperation with the Dept. of Justice in other cases or enhancements to the sentence based on aggravating circumstances beyond the sentencing guidelines. Generally speaking, federal judges have broad discretion in sentencing - they can go higher than the guidelines if they feel the circumstances warrant, but they have to explain their rationale or they're likely to have the sentence overturned on appeal and returned to them for resentencing. They can also go below the guidelines if, for instance, the judge is convinced the defendant is truly remorseful and has actively helped DOJ with related cases. One thing judges will often take into account is letters of support from the community, particularly well-respected people (officeholders who know him, businessmen who worked with him, etc.) who voice support for the defendant and vouch for his remorse. Somehow, though, I don't really think Miles is going to have a lot of that kind of support pouring out, and to the extent that it does, I'm not sure how much the judge is going to credit porn industry people's vouching for his character.

This - this is why I say it's a myth that "all HIV is today is one pill a day and everything's hunky-dory". Yeah, it works out like that for most guys - almost all of them, in fact. Until it doesn't. And it's worse when they have to account for interactions of other medications you may end up on. For instance, I was pre-diabetic when I was HIV-diagnosed. The first HIV med I was placed on (Genvoya) did a fantastic job of rendering me undetectable, but it was also starting to slightly affect my kidney function - enough that they monitored it closely. When my blood sugar situation got a little worse, I was put on a daily medication for that, too - but it and the Genvoya both started doing a number on my kidneys, and it was clear one or both had to be changed, ASAP. They opted for both to change, and for now, my kidney function on Biktarvy is pretty stable - but it's not improving much from the damage rendered already. My other conditions are likewise "under control" - blood pressure, cholesterol, etc. - but there's no telling when one of those might need a stronger medication than I have now. And there's no way to know, at this point, if such a med will combine with Biktarvy to start doing a number on my kidneys again, the way it was for ErosWired. Basically, there's a whole host of conditions that many - if not most - of us will face as we get older, any of which may complicate HIV treatment enormously. We don't hear about a lot of these cases, but they're out there, and not as uncommon as one might think.

I was eighteen, short for my age at just five foot and very slim. Often people thought I was younger, but my Id proved them wronged. While I generally enjoyed school, I hated sports and took every opportunity to avoid them. When, however, I could not get out of sports, I usually tended to go for cross country runs, probably because they involved no physical contact. Looking back now, however, I see one of those cross country runs set me on a path for life. Our runs took us for miles, through urban areas and also through woodland and parks. On such runs naturally the urge to urinate would eventually arise, but my rule of thumb was to hold-out as long as I could, even if the act of running was exacerbating the necessity. One one particular run I found myself increasingly desperate, so when, as I entered a woodland, I spotted a sign for some public toilets, I immediately padded down the path through the bushes and trees and came to a secluded toilet. Entering, it took a bit before my eyes adjusted to the relative darkness compared to the bright sunlight outside. A sort of twilight, lit purely from whatever daylight managed to filter through the small and dirty windows at a high level on one wall. I stepped over to the urinals and, fishing my penis out from the leg of my shorts, let go a long stream of piss from my bursting bladder. As I finished I realised that a tall man was also standing at the end urinal and seemed to be watching me intently. Somewhat innocently I turned as I rearranged my shorts and our eyes met. Then he glanced down and my eyes automatically followed. He turned slightly and I saw this huge erection jutting from his trousers with two heavy balls hanging below. I stared fascinated. It was the first mans cock I had ever seen, and it was enormously erect with a big swollen purple head that glistened moistly. His hand was wrapped around the shaft and he slowly eased it back and forth, the foreskin rolling over the head as he did so. A big drop of fluid emerged from the end and hung there obscenely, glistening in the dim light. "Come here", he said authoritatively. As if hypnotized, my legs propelled me in his direction, stopping a foot or so in front of him, only for him to reach over, grab my hair with one hand, as his other hand covered my mouth. The shock brought me to my senses, but too late. His fingers were woven into my hair and he forced my head down relentlessly until my face was level with his swollen member. A small biohazard symbol was tattooed to the upper left of his cock. Two fingers of his left hand were being forced into my mouth and he pried my teeth apart until my mouth gaped open. He then slid the swollen moist head of his cock between my lips commanding "Don't try to shout or scream boy. Just enjoy it. Oh, and don't bite me or I'll hurt you," he admonished, removing his fingers so that my lips clamped around the head. I was disgusted but his grip of my hair prevented me from moving my head. He slowly eased his cock further into my mouth until the head hit the back of my mouth at the top of my throat. He moaned and then started thrusting slowly back and forth. He had about four inches in my mouth and transferred his hands to hold my ears while he settled into a rhythm, my saliva and his precum lubricating the thrusts. As he raped my mouth I adjusted to the feel of his cock sliding over my tongue. It seemed like ages but was probably only about five minutes. But he was not satisfied with this and his bell end increasingly bashed against the back of my mouth. Then he held me firmly by the ears as he pushed the head into my throat. "Stop teasing me boy and take it right down your throat. You know you want it.," he said. I gagged and resisted and my arms flailed about as I struggled to resist. But then I heard one of the cubicle doors creak open and realised we had been watched by another man. He came over and grabbed both of my arms pulling them together behind me. At this the first man forced his cock into my throat, ignoring my gagging, and started a brutal throat rape. His cock stretched my throat open and his cock rammed a couple of inches into my gullet. "That's it, throat-rape the little slut," I heard a new voice, as the second man encouraged the first man. I was now held firmly by the ears and wrists and couldn't struggle. "Hang on a minute, let's strip him," , he added and he grasped both my wrists in one hand, and using the other to pull my tee shirt over my head. He then proceeded to tie my wrists together behind my back using my own tee shirt. The first man resumed his rape of my throat, slamming his swollen cock into my gullet and into my throat. The second man then pulled my shorts down to my ankles and raised one of my feet to free the shorts completely. This unbalanced me and I fell forward, impaling myself fully on the tool reaming my throat. Pubic hair was ground into my face as my throat accepted the full length. "Yes, take it!", I heard the first man say and he started long dicking my throat to the hilt. I gasped for air and my breathing rasped noisily as I struggled to breathe around the thick shaft. At the same time I felt my buttocks being parted and a finger pushing into my virgin boyhole. It was withdrawn and the second man spat onto my hole, reinserting the finger to the knuckle. Then a second finger was thrust in alongside stretching my hole open. The man worked my hole loosening it up. Then he pulled out his fingers, kicked my legs apart and I felt his cock head against my spittle wet hole. He held my hips and pushed the head inside. The pain was excruciating, but my groans were muted by the cock raping my throat and my efforts to complain just opened my throat more. The second man pushed and slowly forced his cock further and further in, deeper than I thought possible. Eventually, with one savage thrust his cock was in to the hilt, his pubic hair scratching against my virgin buttocks. "God his cunt is tight", he said. "I think he's a virgin", responded the first,"lets break him in as a pussy boy, I need to dump this toxic load". The second man started thrusting in and out, long smooth strokes that pulled my hole inside out on each exit stroke. Together they long-dicked me both ends synchronizing their strokes so that both ends were filled at the same time. I realised my only hope of surviving was to cooperate and try to relax both my throat and boy hole. "He's starting to enjoy it", one of them said and they settled in for a long session. A whistle announced the arrival of another man. "Hey John, who's your new fuckboy then?" "He's letting you do him bareback. He obviously doesn't know you," I heard. It seemed the new arrival already knew at least one of the first two. "Didn't give him a choice, but he wants it now, Just see how he's taking it and he's gonna get my spunk soon." "You wanna bit of him too?" "Damn right, I'll just get my mate from the van and we'll do him after you." With that he briefly left, returning after a couple of minutes with his mate who asked "Fuck, he's a cute young pussy boy. What's his cunt like?" "Fucking tight. I'm gonna cum in a minute," the first man added. At the same time the rate of his thrusts increased, his shaft swelled even thicker and harder as he pulled my ears tightly, thrusting fully into my throat. His cock pulsated as a stream of hot thick cum poured into my throat. Withdrawing his cock so his head alone remained in my mouth, his balls continued pumping volley after volley into my mouth. "Swallow boy, get used to it," he ordered. I complied, the thick spunk sliding downing my throat as I urgently sought to swallow it all. It tasted funny, sort of salty. I can't say I was sorry when the spurts of cum slowed down, not because I didn't enjoy swallowing his load, but rather if only to catch my breath, only to have him withdraw completely, wiping his cock head on my lips as he muttered "Fuck, that was amazing." "I'm gonna cum too, take my poz load.", the second man said. Shit it made sense. The biohazard and toxic talk. They had HIV and they were cumming in me. I struggled but to no avail. I felt his cock swell and pulse and I felt his hot spunk shooting into my guts, holding it fully in as he filled my boyhole, the hot spunk searing the tenderised insides. Then he too pulled out and a rush of cool air replaced his cock in my ravaged hole. The muscles contracted, closing my ring and preventing the big load of spunk from sliding out. I could feel it sliming about inside. I felt relieved that was over, but I hadn't counted on the two new arrivals. As I looked up the two arrivals, both black men were stripping off. I stared fascinated, one had a long thick erection about 10 inches with a massive cock head while the other had a slightly shorter 9 inches but really thick. They both started to wank their shafts, and I watched, fascinated, as the one in front of me rolled his thick foreskin back over the bell shaped head and it became rock hard with a large drop of precum glistening obscenely at the tip. I started to panic but the first quickly grabbed my head and thrust the head of his cock into my mouth. My lipsstretched to accommodate it all as he slid in along my tongue and into mythroat. At the same time his mate lined his cock up to my open boyhole and thrust in all the way, his massive tool like a bottle stretching the tender walls of my boyhole. I felt spunk running down my legs as the savage battering forced it out. The savage rape of my holes was now taken over by these two black men with huge cocks. "Hold him steady will you", one of them said and the first two men took up a position on each side of me pulling my arms and holding me tightly and rigid. Sweat was pouring down my face and dripped to the floor and my breath rasped noisily as I stuggled to inhale. My throat had become an open channel to the massive invader long dicking me at each thrust. His mate was synchronizing his thrusts so that both were embedded to the hilt together. Fortunately the thick load of spunk lining my boyhole made the anal rape less painful and I focussed on just staying conscious. Suddenly both men stopped, as if by some signal and dragged me into a cubicle. One sat down on the toilet and pulled me back to sit on him, impaled on his engorged cock. It slid fully inside to the hilt. The second black guy grabbed my ankles and drew my legs up to his shoulders, my white socks and trainers each side of his head. His cockhead brushed against my stuffed boyhole. Then slowly he pushed forward and against all resistance forced his cockhead in also. He held a hand over my mouth and suppressed my screams as he pushed further and further into my hole. I must have passed out because after a bit I came to with both cocks fully embedded in my cunt. I felt stretched beyond what was possible. The sitting guy raised me by the hips until both massive cocks were almost out – just the big heads inside my newly formed boy pussy. Then he slammed me back down and the two massive black cocks mashed together expanding my cunt to its limits. Againand again, faster and faster, and gradually the wilder the doublefuck became the more I began to enjoy the invasion and ignore the pain. Slamming in and out, sliding against each other, their two dicks fought, tearing through the last remains of my sweet boyhood. And the tender walls of my newly formed cunt fitted the double fuckpoles like a glove. Then suddenly my head was pulled down to one side as a third guy forced his cock into my mouth and started raping my throat. My boyhole was stretched beyond its limits to take the savage double fuck that was happening and my lips were numb and my throat raw into its brutal rape. I managed to slip my wrists from the tee shirt and clung on to the thighs of the guy under me. Suddenly the door swung open. From the corner of one eye I could see 2 new guys had arrived and were enjoying the spectacle. Here I was, an 18 year old slutboy, naked and being gangraped brutally and at the same time enjoying my conversion into a hollow fucktube. They opened their trouser flys and started pounding their big cocks. It seemed to continue for ages. Eventually I could feel the two cocks in my boy hole speed up further and I felt them expand. One guy and then the other started shooting a huge double load deep into my guts. Then the third guy rammed his cock deep into my throat to the hilt and held it there. I felt it pulsing and throb as jet after jet of thick cum was unloaded deep in my throat. After a minute he pulled his still semi erect cock from my throat, pulled up his jeans and just left without saying anything. I slumped forward against the standing black guy. "Wassup boi?" he asked. But I was too exhausted to reply. He stepped back and the guy under me pushed me forward. I slumped forward onto the floor, naked and sweating, with cum seeping from my cunt and a dribble trailing from my swollen mouth and lips. "You've now got a pussy both ends boi", the first black guy said, pushing a thick finger into my swollen pussy, and the both laughed obscenely. I just lay on the dirty stinking piss covered floor as they dressed, too shattered to move. "We've got some mates who wud love to use you boi, so if you want you can be out new white pussyboi. Just be here next Friday at 5.30 after work". Then they turned and left laughing. The two guys who had been watching now pulled me onto all fours and one stuffed his swollen cock deep into my throat while the other rammed his cock into my tender raped cunthole. They rammed in and out to the hilt until they too unloaded their spunk into me. Then they simply let me slump back to the ground and left laughing. I lay there for a while gathering my senses, then crawled around and found my shorts and tee shirt. I pulled them back on and managed to stagger from the toilet into the sunlight outside. Bow legged with cum seeping from my ravaged hole I slowly headed back to school and decided to tell them I had got lost and beaten up by some youths. But I wondered if my throat and new pussy would be sufficiently recovered for next Friday and wondered how many mates they had and how much I could take. It wouldn't be long before I found out...

I want to do that with fisting as well as breeding. THAT is my idea of a European vacation. Nothing but daily sexual use by multiple guys in group use settings.

The whole point of piss drinking is not to have it dribble back out of your mouth but to swallow it. It's another part of the bottom's role of accepting everything the top presents him with.

Berlin Paris

The closest I've cum to experiencing this is sucking off men with loads that equal 3 or 4 regular loads. There have been about 4 of these guys in my career. There may have been others that I wasn't aware of because of my swallowing. The ones I know gave this 🐷 a facial. So hot feeling all those ropes hitting it's face.

Get on prep and have fun. It's very hot to think that a man is fucking you skin on skin and giving you his seed inaide your guts.

here it is [think before following links] https://thisvid.com/videos/breed-bathhouse/

[Moderator's Note: This story was edited so it uses the words HIV and AIDS correctly.] Note: This story is FICTION. It DID NOT HAPPEN. Enjoy ************************************************************************************************************************************ "I want to give you my HIV, now." The email was from, AIDSGftr, a new guy on BBRT. He had appeared just a couple of weeks earlier, and I noticed geo locator showed him to be just 300 feet from my place. I'd never emailed him, but thought he was hot: he was obviously sick, wasted, an AIDS belly, a few Kaposi's lesions. Looking at his pics made my asshole ache for his deadly cum. His profile said he had never been on meds, was recently diagnosed with AIDS and he got off on infecting neg bottoms. I was still neg, even after taking several loads I knew were high viral load, and, of course, having taken numerous anonymous loads. This guy looked to be my chance to take an AIDS load, to get the infection I craved. I knew there was a 1 in 70 chance of infection with each fuck from a regular high viral load poz top, and I wondered if taking a load from a guy who had been diagnosed as actually having AIDS would mean certain infection. I hammered out a reply and hit send. "Yes. Where?" "The big apartment building half a block east of you. Ground floor, corner unit, will be waiting in patio. Hurry." "On the way. Five minutes." I pulled on a coat and shoes, grabbed my keys and was out the door in less than a minute, cock rigid, oozing and about to blow. Was I really, at long last, about to take an AIDS load? It was 206 steps from my door to his patio. I made it in three minutes. He was waiting in the open door to his place, naked, hard cock jutting out, sipping on a beer. I walked up to him, he turned stepped aside and motioned me in. I stood looking as he smiled at me and stroked his cock. It was beautiful, long, thick, hard, perfectly formed - the perfect weapon to fill me with death cum and infect me with AIDS. He pointed at the back of a couch and set the beer down. "Bend over, pants down. You still neg?" I nodded and obeyed, my heart about to explode, and reached back to spread my cheeks. He looked disgusting, obviously very sick, but I needed his disease bad. To my shame I whimpered as I felt his cock smear precum on my hole. I getting HIV virus in me! "You want my HIV, my disease, you want that?" "Yes, god, yes, give it to me, give me your HIV!" "Oh, yeah bitch, gonna give it to you, gonna pump a load of my death cum in your guts, right now. I've infected three men that I know off, you'll be number four. You want that? You want my HIV?" "Yes, fuck yes. Please, give it to me, infect me now. Please infect me, give your HIV!" "Okey dokey, one more infected bugchaser, coming right up." He grunted and shoved hard, I squealed as his diseased cock slammed deep into my ass and he pumped away frantically. Four pumps and he shoved in hard and grunted into my ear "Fuck, bitch, fuck! Pozzing you, bitch, cumming in your ass, bitch, knocking you up, infecting you good! You gonna be one HIV infected dick sucker!" A warm flood filled my guts as he ejaculated. I convulsed with the hardest orgasm of my life. He humped into me spasmodically, gasping as he pumped his HIV-laden cum into my ass. My cock kept jerking and squirting and I wondered if I had been infected. Had he ripped me open when he shoved in without lube? I could feel my ass burning. Was I bleeding? If I was, his virus had a direct route into my bloodstream. Was this the time? Would I convert? I hoped so. We slid to the floor and lay flat, breathing hard. I wiped my ass with my hand and sniffed, then licked. Cum and ass juice, no red streaks. Was there a slight coppery taste? If I was bleeding there was no way he hadn't infected me. I bent over his crotch and swallowed his still hard cock. More cum, some ass juice. No taste of blood. He was ready very quickly. He flipped me over and spread my legs, dove in and licked and sucked my ass. I moaned as his tongue wormed up my newly pozzed hole, knowing he was about to mount me and pump another load of death deep in my guts. As he mounted me again, I groaned with pleasure, and this time he slid in with no trace of burn. My neg ass was well lubed by his poison cum. He pumped me slowly, pulling out and plunging in repeatedly, stroking deeply, not quite long enough to bump my sphincter but plenty thick enough to feel incredible. I moaned and fucked him back, eager for infection. "Fuck my neg ass, yeah, fuck, infect my neg ass, yeah, give me your HIV, infect me good. Do it, fuck me, pump me full of death cum! Give me HIV!" He slammed in hard, humping me deep and moaned "Fuck yeah, bitch, gonna poz you good you bugchasing bitch, gonna infect you good! Mmm, yeah, fuck yeah, bitch, gonna fuck you full of my HIV juice!" He slammed in hard and fast and held it deep. His cock pulsed and hot semen squirted into my guts. More toxic cum, more HIV pumped deep into me. "Fuck, bitch, yeah, you're getting it now, giving you my bug, bitch, giving you my HIV, bitch, you're one infected faggot now, giving you my HIV!" I lay back breathing hard, my asshole pleasantly sore, feeling his toxic semen ooze out of me. No more doubts. I wanted more. I wanted him to infect with HIV. I leaned over and swallowed his cock again, savoring the taste of semen and ass juice. Two poz loads in my guts - so far. I hoped he was up for more. Would I be infected with HIV before I left? He moaned and pushed me off his cock. I lay back and smiled, feeling his cum run out of my ass. Had he already infected me, or was that wishful thinking? "Damn, that was good, you're a hot piece of ass. I never fucked a man who begged for my death cum like you. That was hot, knowing you want to get infected from that fuck." "I do, I wanted poz cum in my butt, I want HIV in me, as much as I can get." "Well, you got some. I've been full blown for a while. My doctor warned me that if I had unprotected sex with a guy, I would likely infect him. Hope you're really okay with that." I was. There was no question what I wanted. "Yes, I am. I want your bug, I want you to infect me with HIV." "That's good, I'm gonna give it to you. You up for another fuck?" "Hell, yes! Let's make sure you infect me. Plus, that big dick of yours feels incredible in my ass." "Give me a minute, I'll breed you again. Mmm, do me a favor?" "Sure." "Don't fuck anybody but me until you test poz?" "Sure thing, as long as you keep pumping my guts full of your HIV, I'm your bitch. Anytime you want my ass, you got it." He fucked me twice more that night. I finally waddled home about 4:00 AM, my asshole raw, bleeding and leaking semen. In the next two weeks he screwed me at least once a day. My ass stayed raw, my shorts spotted with blood until I came down with the flu. When I was able he gave me a ride to the clinic. I was poz. Another dicksucker successfully infected with HIV.

It was a not so typical end of the year party on a Friday night. Christopher had just graduated high school. He was your typical straight laced, high school jock, popular with the girls, but had yet to get laid. He had the occasional beer and maybe a joint, but never thought of doing hard drugs ever. Christopher was 5' 10”, 145 pounds of lean muscle with blond hair and blue eyes. He was invited to a party at the near by college he was to attend in the fall ans was hoping to get himself laid by some college chick. When he arrived there weren't many girls at the party so he grabbed a beer and walked around. After finishing a few brews he started to talk to some of the other people at the party. He hit it off with this one guy, his name was Reese. Reese was had just finished his second year at the college and was very out going, the total opposite of Christopher's shyness. They talked about the lack of pussy at the party when Reese said he could introduce him to a couple hotties name Gina and Tina. Christopher was excited at the possibilities and the 2 left for Reese's apartment. After arriving at Reese's, Reese offered Christopher another beer. Christopher drank it down as Reese told him he was going to get Tina. Christopher was a little confused why he never said he was going to get Gina when he started to feel very warm and groggy. When Reese came back he helped Christopher into his bedroom and Christopher stretched out on his back on the bed. It was at that point that Reese asked Christopher if he liked Gina. Christopher looked at him a little puzzled. Reese explain, Gina was in the beer that he drank. Christopher was a little out of it, but was feeling good and started to feel a little horny. It was at that point that Reese climbed on Christoper, sitting on his chest and pinning his arms under his legs. He was sitting so heavily on Christopher's arms the blood flow was stopped. Then Reese pulled out a syringe and said it was time to meet Tina, and with that he stuck the needle into Christopher's arm giving him is first taste of crystal meth via a slam. Christoper felt the warmth in his arm and as Reese let up on his arm the meth hit is system and he couched out. Reese gave him some water to drink and Christopher was flying. Reese then hit himself with a nice slam en joined Christopher in the sexual high. Reese then leaned in and kissed him. Christopher was unable to prevent Reese's tongue to begin probing into his mouth. As Miss Tina took it's hold of him he began to get very horny. He gave in to the advancements of Reese and the pleasure he was experiencing. Reese began to undress Christopher as they kissed and soon Christopher was only in a pair of blue boxer briefs. Reese then began to undress himself and then he straddled Christopher chest as he did when he forced slammed the teen. Reese then eased his hard, dripping 8a: cut cock into his victims mouth with some resistance, but with the G in Christopher's system along with the T, he was no match fir the hunk sitting on his chest. Christopher was getting his first taste of cock and he began to enjoy it. In no time he was a willing cock sucker and soon Reese was off his chest and sitting with Christopher between his legs willingly sucking his cock. To this point, Christoper had only taken half of Reese's cock into his eager mouth, but soon enough Reese took charge placing a hand behind the chemed up boy's head and little by little forced more of his tool into his mouth. When it hit the back of his throat, Reese told Christopher to take a deep breath and then Reese forced his dick into his cock sucker's throat. After e few seconds he with drew and then repeated his move placing his dick back into the throat of his cock sucker. This went on for a few minutes when Reese pulled all the way out and had Christoper get on his back. It was Reese's turn to show Christopher what it was like to have a real blow job from a real man. Reese easily deep throated Christopher's 7” cut cock and bobbed up and down for what seemed like an eternity. With the G and T in Christopher's system he was not going to cum any time soon, but the boy was moaning from the blow job he was receiving. Reese was enjoying working on the boy semi hard cock, but that wasn't his objective. He licked the shaft a few times, sucked and licked Christopher's balls as he worked his was to the prize he was after, Christopher's virgin hole. When his tongue began licking the prize her wanted, Christoper began to moan louder then he did when he was getting blown. As Reese licked the hole, lubing it up for his eventual penetration he also began to probe the soon to be willing hole with his fingers. As he slid in on finger he was sure to add a little meth to it to give Christopher a booty bump. Reese knew this would make his ass more hungry and willing to accept his cock. Between the slam and the booty bump Reese was opening up Christoper's virgin hole, 2, 3, 4 fingers deep. Reese thought that he might be able to fist this boy soon, but he held off on that idea. He knew what he wanted, to seed this virgin hole with his toxic seed, get him addicted to T and his cock so that when he returned Christoper returned next fall he would have a boy to use and abuse. Reese pulled his fingers out. Christopher let out a moan of disappointment. Christopher was feeling empty inside. He looked up at Reese and asked him to put his fingers back in side his hole. Reese looked down and with his eyes locked on Christopher's said that he was going to replace it with something more substantial. As that was being said, Reese slowly slid is raw cock into Christoper's ass prompting Christopher to reach down and feel what was going inside him. When he realized it was Reese's dick, he looked up and asked Reese if he should have a condom on. Reese just looked him dead in the eye and kept on sliding into the boys formerly virgin hole. As the last of his cock slid into the ass of his new bottom boy he grinded it in getting a moan out of the boy's mouth. Reese knew what he was doing, he slowly moved his dick, teasing Christopher with mini thrusts. Reese could see in Christoper's eyes that he was giving in and at that point Reese set about fucking him with a growing intensity. Reese knew that if his seed was too take hold he'd need to do some damage and since the boy was a virgin he knew it wouldn't take much to seed him. Along with the fingering Reese did some scratching inside. He knew that this would work since it was the same way he had be brought into the fold. Soon Christoper was moaning and begging to be fucked. The booty bump was really working now and Reese wasted no time in pounding the boy's hole. As Reese was abusing his new toys ass, he was ready to deliver his first load and did so without Christopher knowing. Reese could deposit a couple loads this way and did just that. As Reese was read to cum for the third time he looked down at Christopher, leaned in and as he was getting ready to cum he told Christopher that he was going to spend the weekend with him and that they were going to keep fucking until Reese was sure that his toxic seed was going to take hole. Reese then started to pant and moan and whispered into Christopher's ear that he was shooting his third poz load into his ass and with three loads in him deep there was no turning back. He was soon to get the fuck flu and be as poz as Reese was. Reese now owned his ass and he would do with it as he pleased. Christopher sat there in shock. He was so tweaked, he didn't know what to feel or what to do. All he knew was that he wanted more Tina and that he wanted of Reese's cock.

I am hornier now at 46, than when I was 16

I'm 30 with the sex drive of a teen. I'm very thirsty and can cum multiple times a day. I stay in shape so I can remain this way as long as possible.

HoT Damn. Always boned from a good seduction/corruption/whoring out story like this! 🐷 ☁️

As I move into late middle age my libido remains good and strong. I would love to to bred and fisted as many times a week as possible. I would love to be able to produce gallons of cum. I would love to have horny young studs queuing up to seed me, but it is becoming physically impossible; my body won't allow it. And, I have to admit, there have been times when my cock has refused to harden. The spirit is willing but the flesh is weak.

Yesssss, totally agree with you!

As I said, "cheating" and "monogamy" are not necessarily related. Cheating means breaking the rules. There can be rules in open relationships, and breaking those rules is also cheating. And look - I don't give a shit if someone says "I can't be monogamous" or "Monogamy is a stupid social construct we should abandon" or whatever. Fine - abandon it. Just don't PRETEND to recognize it, and then shit all over it. Be honest and say "I will not be exclusive with you" and let the chips fall where they may. Compromise - for ADULTS - means you actually work out a compromise. It does not mean "I promise to do X, but I'm going to do Y instead." And the guys who brag about getting turned on by cheating? That's not compromise. Compromise is about working out a solution when two people want different things. Bragging about how much cheating turns you on isn't compromise - it's sociopathy.

This latest is great. I love the way we know intuitively what's happening, even before we hear from the doctor.

Similar to @atlfukbud @Konrad @MuscledHorse. I've been in my open, respectful and loving relationship for 23 years. We encourage each other to enjoy sexual pleasure however we find it. We had both experienced mates who insisted on absolute monogamy; we eventually discovered were anything but.

Just one time i had this chance, forced by my former master in a bdsm scenario. Was ugly but i was extremly horny and wet.

Having just stumbled upon this story, I join the crowd asking for the next insTallment.

Here's a thought: maybe some people are misrepresenting themselves by using older pics or having some (to put it mildly) artistic license with their stats. That's likely why a lot of people ghost - because they would otherwise be found out to be different from what they claimed. It seems a common behaviour - so I ask what motivates that? My answer is that advertising, porn, and gay culture shows us images that are not a reflection of how many of us really are Do people then try to live up to these images and expectations by exaggerating aspects of their profiles? This further perpetuates that 'image' and it becomes a vicious circle. Images are beginning to change but I think it's an 80/20 thing where 80% of us aren't like the images we see in the gay media. And yet 80% of gay media is pushing that image. It's not healthy and I think what we see with people's behaviour in the apps is just a symptom of that.

Berlin.

Caught you, slut!!!

After being a cumdump- no load refused whore for two months….. do you think your wife has still no idea that her husband has a cunt now?

I love everybody but you can't help the hunger you and your cunt have for BBC.

Need another Whore,,😛😛🍆🍆🐷🐷

Chapter 4 - Ted POV I caught my flight after my short session with Jim. I was still very wired when I boarded the plane. It was going to be a short 4 to 5 hours flight. I took some sleeping pills and tranquillisers, and somehow managed a rather strange sleep on the flight. In between sleep, I tried my best not to be too obvious [banned word] at any guy on the plane that was even the slightest bit attractive. It is no surprise being high on drugs lead me to less than optimal decisions sometimes. I snuck a small packet of crystals and my spare pipe for my trip. Foolish, even for a domestic flight. However, it had been such a long time since I had a puff, I wanted to enjoy it before I had to start any work. When I arrived at my destination, I got a text message from my client saying that their flight has been cancelled and they have been rescheduled for Tuesday. Damn it, I need not have left Jim and myself high and dry. I still had not cum. I now had more time to kill. When Jim and I got together, I told him that I would like to make a change in my life. After cheating on all my previous boyfriends, I would like an effort to be faithful. And I had been successful so far. Definitely the longest period I’ve ever been faithful to any boyfriend. Unfortunately, crystal has now awakened my evil self. It did not care about faithfulness to Jim even though I remember how much I loved him and how I felt so lucky to have met him. I had a need to find a raw hole to fuck and satisfy the itch on my cock since Jim wasn’t here. The dark side of me revelling in my sleaziness and willingness to cheat. Since I was in my old city where I used to live with Ben, I thought I might messaged an old fuck buddy to see if they are interested in hooking up. I scrolled to Adam’s number. Adam would be around 33 or 34 now. He had olive skin, mostly smooth with a dusting of hair on his legs and navel. He had dark hair, toned about a head shorter than me - easy to man-handle physically. Adam and I met when I was still with Ben. We were on and off fuckbuddies for about two years. He shared the same kink as me about cheating. Some guys, when they cheat, they try their best not to think of it. If you remind them of it, it would just become a mood killer. Killjoys.. Not Adam. Like me, we love reminding each other about our infidelity especially when we blew clouds. He also had no qualms fucking bare with me. On our first meeting, we fucked bare without any discussion and only discussed it after we finished our session. Of course with we both claimed that we only fucked bare with our boyfriends and this was a “spur of the moment” thing, otherwise we also wrap up when we cheated. I had long learned that it was a dance barebackers played back in the mid 2000s - it was as if it was the “right” thing to say if you barebacked. As if the momentary spur of the moment bareback was a valid mitigating factor. “Oh this is the only time I got caught up.” Yet, if there was one momentary spur of the moment, there could easily be many. It sits in the back of their minds, yet they dole out and accept each other's false reassurances like it was an unspoken etiquette. Needless to say, we still fucked bare the second, the third and every other time after that. Egging each other on to complete our infidelity in the worst and best possible way. While we never disclosed or discussed having sex bareback with other people who were not our partners, I think we both knew we did not play safe with other people contrary to our claims. And just like that dance, the easier thing was to not acknowledge this conclusion lest you ruin your opportunity to play without a condom. He was supposed to be in a monogamous relationship with a man a few years older than me. In my case, I was not supposed to only play separately from Ben. We had many quick sessions and the occasional long session (where opportunity arose) to fuck our brains out behind our boyfriends back. We lost touch not long after things ended with me and Ben. I suspect he may have lost interest because I was no longer “cheating”. I never told Adam that Ben and I had tested positive after we split. Who knows if I had given Adam HIV? Or if my suspicions were true, Adam played the field bare and he may have been the one to give me HIV. Or we had been mixing strains without each other's knowledge. I typed a quick text to Adam, hoping that he kept the same number. Me (Ted): Hey Adam, long time no speak. I’m in town away from my new boyfriend for a few days, up to anything today? Adam: Hey Ted, I’ve been good. Away from your boyfriend huh? :) I see someone hasn’t changed. My boyfriend has to do some work. But that means I have the whole day to meet you. Shouldn’t you be glued to a new boyfriend at least? He is unable to satisfy you? Me (Ted): BF and I had a short session last night, but I’m still completely tweaked. Need to find a willing bare hole. Even better still if it is a cheating one like yours. I brought some crystals and my pipe with me to my hotel. Adam: Send me your hotel address, I’ll cum right over. I answered the door in my jocks. Adam was in a t-shirt and shorts. He looked as I remember him, slightly older, slightly less lean, but still very sexy. I could feel my cock stirring. “Hello sexy,” Adam sauntered into my room, putting his arms around my neck as he tiptoed. I pulled him close to kiss him. I love how short Adam is. Jim and Ben were both around my height, which made it harder to man-handle them as they are heavier and a high centre of gravity to work with. “Oh, you smell of sex, Ted. Did you not even shower before you got on the plane?” “Nope, didn’t have time to shower. Fucked Jim as long as I could and left everything to the last minute, ” I handed him the pipe, “I think you should start so that we get into the same head space.” Adam grinned and started smoking on the pipe. Taking deep breaths and shotgunning me. Horniess flooded into me and I felt my inner demon burning with the familiar wicked desire. “So, tell me more about your new boyfriend. Jim?” “Jim is sexy, sweet and horny - but a romantic at heart. We’re supposed to be exclusive sexually.” A wicked smile appeared on Adam’s face, “Exclusive the way I am supposed to be exclusive?” “That’s right,” an equally wicked grin appeared on my face. He knelt onto the ground and pulled my jocks down onto my feet. My hard cock springing free from the tight fabric “It’s as big as I remembered,” Adam whispered with lust. “2 inches bigger than you boyfriend’s, if I remember right,” I said lustfully, “Looking forward to me fucking 2 inches past your boyfriend’s property? Scratch that itch that your boyfriend cannot reach?” Adam responded by hungrily taking my cock into his mouth and looking up towards me like the slut he was. His mouth felt great on my sore knob. Again, I wondered if Adam was neg or poz. I would love to add dirty poz talk with Adam in our play. Adam pulled his shorts and underwear down and started wanking his cock as he sucked me. I gestured for him to take his clothes off and handed him the pipe for us to puff some more to get even more tweaked. We puffed till we are nice and high, but I still want to be completely wasted. I’ve not had a booty bump in a long time. I love the rush of pleasure and sensitivity to my crotch in booty bumps. When I get back home, Jim and I are going to give each other booty bumps and fuck like animals. “I think we should have a booty bump each,” I told Adam. “Mmm, you know how slutty a booty bump makes me. I remember how slutty you become when you get your booty bum. Your cock gets all sensitive and hungry for a hole the way my hole get hungry for cock.” We prepared the booty bum and helped each other deliver the payload. Then we did a 69 where Adam sucked my cock while I rimmed his hole while we waited for the quick rush of horniness and the sharpening of focus on my mind on the sensation of my cock and sex. A pity the hotel did not have a mirror placed in the right location. I would have loved looking at our tangled mess. “Lie on your stomach,” I told Adam the moment I felt the drug fuelled rush to my cock and mind. My cock could no longer wait to dip into a hole. Adam lay flat on the bed, and arched his arse up like the experienced bottom slut he was to entice me. No doubt he had done that to entice many a top behind his unsuspecting partner’s back. I pushed his legs apart - thinking evilly that this was what Jim liked me to do to him. My cock was supposed to belong to Jim, but I’m going to use it to fuck Adam to get my rocks off. I’m not even going to wear protection to at least protect Jim. “When did your boyfriend last fucked you, Adam?” “This morning, before you text me,” he moaned as my knob, leaking pre-cum tease the entrance. “Did he cum inside you?” “Yes he did.” “So good of your clueless boyfriend has provided me some lube for me to fuck you,” I growled, pulling his cheeks apart and spat a good amount of spit onto his hole. I was eager to feel cum soaking onto my shaft. I sank my cock into his hole and Adam moaned with delight as my cock slid easily into his hole completely. His warm hole was wet with his boyfriend’s cum, my cock having sloppy seconds behind both our boyfriends back. Adam’s hole was loose and really wet. I did not recall his boyfriend being a huge cummer. Adam said, “Your cock feels so good. It’s been so long since I had a good size cock in me. Being fucked by a top cheating on his bottom boyfriend.” With how loose his hole was, I did not believe for an instant that mine was the only recent “good sized” cock. He probably had far larger. But it still turned me on, I growled, “Yea, cheating properly without a condom.” “So filthy, sharing our body fluids that we should only share with our boyfriends,” Adam moaned as my cock pounded his hole. His boyfriend’s cum churned and frothed on my shaft as the cum splashed onto my hairy pubes. Not for the first time, I thought, it seemed like a lot of cum in his hole for it to come from one person. “Yea? Been fucked by any other guy without a condom recently, Adam?” I whispered into his ear. “No, I rarely fuck without a condom. Only my boyfriend. Last guy before that was too long ago,” Adam claimed easily. “Yea, that is what you told me in the past too. You remember when I was with Ben I told you I only fuck you and Ben raw, and rarely fucked anyone else bare? That I only fuck bare and never wrapped up with you so that we could enjoy cheating properly? Well, I lied, Adam. I fucked bare as often as I could. Most of the times Ben and I ended up fucking guys we invited over without a condom either. I am not a safe person to be fucking you, Adam. Do you still want my cock?” I asked, never slowing down my pounding. Adam arched his arse up even further into my crotch moaning, “Yes. Ohhh… it is so risky.” “So I am going to ask you again, Adam, have you been fucked by any other guy without a condom recently?” “The truth is, my boyfriend fucked me last night. I was just leaving the beat this morning before you text and took a few loads. I lost count of how many loads there are in me.” “I thought so,” I said huskily, “You dirty slut. Letting me fuck my raw, chafed cock into all those men’s cum. So filthy and dangerous, risking me,” I continued, still fucking Adam without any intention of stopping because of some risk. “Dangerous and risky,” Adam moaned, “Taking risks because of pleasure.” “Taking risks to ourselves and our boyfriends without their knowledge,” I held Adam tight. My chest and stomach against his back. My fingers interlaced with his. My legs pressing down on his as I fuck him by pulling my cock out completely and filling him. As I had told Jim many times, the forbidden fruit is the sweetest. “Yes, yes,” Adam mumbled unintelligibly. “You don’t care about the consequences, don’t you Adam?” I asked, ramming my cock in and out of his hole. “No, I don’t care about the risks and consequences to enhance any sexual pleasure,” he cried. I started to feel incredibly bold with the booty bump. I leaned to his ear and whispered, “If you aren’t poz, Adam, I am going to poz you. If you are poz Adam, I’m going to fuck Jim’s and my strain into you. Jim and I are not on meds and my load is definitely toxic” Adam reacted by thrusting his hips upwards to meet my downwards thrust and confessed, “I’m poz too, Ted and I’m not on meds. Mix our strains together Ted.” I growled into his ear, “That’s what I like about you Adam, you’re a filthy slut like me. What about your boyfriend?” “I don’t know, we have never spoken about it.” “You probably pozzed your boyfriend and he still doesn’t know anything about it. You really are sick.” I fucked Adam for what seemed like minutes, but I realised several hours have passed. It was nearly one where Jim was. Adam and I took a break, still puffing on and off before I told Adam, “I better give Jim a call. I need you to be quiet.” I sat back on the chair with my legs spread apart, my cock dangling at the edge. Adam said, “I’ll keep quiet hun, it is you who better keep quiet.” He got on his knees and put my cummy cock into his mouth and sucked gently. He was very familiar that when my cock is sore, gentle sucking worked my cock up hard quicker. I let out a moan, enjoying the attention he is giving to my cock. This wouldn’t be the first time either Adam or I called our boyfriends while still having sex with each other. With how high I was, I had no qualms calling Jim while being serviced by Adam. I should be ashamed, instead, I was very aroused. Jim picked up the phone, his voice sounded a little strained. -Poor young man is probably still too horny and unable to rest properly,- I thought Me (Ted): Hey babe, managed to get some sleep. Jim: Hey babe, no. Haven’t slept. Been so horny. Adam started tickling my balls in addition to sucking it gently. The sudden surge of pleasure from my balls mixed with his sucking took my mind away from my conversation. When I realised I’ve been quiet for a bit longer than normal and I quickly refocused on my conversation with my boyfriend. Me (Ted): Yea, me too. I should have skipped the flight. Turns out my client’s flight was cancelled and rescheduled for Tuesday. I wouldn’t be able to leave till Friday morning and will be back in the evening just before you get back from work. Now I’ve to stay in the hotel all horn– As I was talking to Jim, Adam climbed onto the chair. He spread his cheeks apart, and sat onto my cock. I thought I mostly stifled my gasp in pleasure and had to bite down a moan. It felt so good. Because of how short Adam was, even him sitting on my cock, we were at the same eye level. He looked at me lustfully. I cupped my free hand on one of his arse cheeks and thought - I need to end this conversation to keep fucking.- Out loud, I said to Jim, “Sorry babe, wanking and edging. Nearly cum.” “Is ok,” Jim suddenly seemed to gasp. “You ok babe,” I asked, staring into Adam’s lustful eyes as his sexy body bounced up and down on my cheating hard cock as thrust my hips upwards to match his beat. Not caring that I was still talking to my boyfriend. “Yea, just horny and wanking.” “I can’t wait to go home and fuck you, Jim. We still have quite a bit of ice at home. When I get home Friday, I can’t wait for us to smoke some more to play.” I said that, punctuating each sentence with a hard thrust upwards into Adam’s hole. I could see Adam tried his best resisting moaning. “Me too, Ted. Looking forward to seeing you.” “I better try to catch a bit of shut eye. Love you, Jim.” “Love you too, Ted.” I put down the phone and cupped both hands around Adam’s bouncing arse. “That’s what I like about you, Ted. Morally and ethically bankrupt when it comes to sex. You can always stay rock hard fucking another man while you are talking to your boyfriend.” “Yea? You are one to talk. I seem to remember stuffing my cock into your hole a few times while you were talking to your boyfriend. We fucked each other bare without telling each other we are poz with high viral loads either. I think we are both equally morally and ethically bankrupt when it comes to getting our rocks off. That’s why we are so good together having sex,” I said to Adam who responded with excitement by bouncing up and down harder on my cock. “You know I can never tell my boyfriend about my sexcapades. He will never accept it. How do you think your new boyfriend would react to you cheating and fucking another cheating slut?” Adam asked. “I don’t know. When we talk about wicked fantasies, he loved the idea of me fucking other raw holes and then fucking his hole with my uncleaned cock filthy with those boy’s hole juices.” Adam moaned, “You’re lucky. He has the makings of a slut, you just need to corrupt him more. Take the easy way, feed him with more drugs and lead him astray.” I love the idea of corrupting Jim. I loved being the first man to have casual bare fuck with Jim. Making Jim give into his lust and let me take him raw the first time we met. To think he used to save his bare hole for his boyfriend. The idea of sweet Jim giving into his lust and letting another man, besides myself, take his bare hole really turned me on. I said to Adam, “I hope Jim is ok. He sounded quite distracted. It is his first time taking ice. I should have been more careful and not have that short session.” Adam slowed bouncing up and down for a bit and looked at me and asked, “He sounded distracted? Maybe you got him all horned up with ice and he brought a guy home to fuck him silly and dump his dirty load into him in your own bed. That would be karma” No, it wouldn’t just be karma. That would be a horny blessing. The idea turned me on so much, my cock throbbed in Adam’s hole. He said with a grin, “Oh? You like the idea of Jim cheating on you too. You don’t even have a problem with him taking a dirty load from a total stranger. You really are filthy..” “I would love that so so much. My sweet young Jim being so horny and high he offers his arse up to some guy to fuck him to satisfy him without telling me. Letting some other man violate his hole and cum deep inside him,” I said, revving myself up. It didn’t seem likely though. Jim didn’t even want an open relationship when he was with Ray. Once again, it would be me who is the cheater and the disappointment in the relationship. The half that cannot control his horniness. But I’m beyond caring in my drugged fucked state. “What if the guy that fucks Jim has a bigger and thicker cock than you? Does that worry you?” Adam asked. I considered Adam’s question. The largest and thickest cock Jim ever had was mine and Ray’s. Apparently we were the same size. Would it worry me? Imagining Jim in ecstasy taking a larger cock made my cock throbbed in arousal. “No,” I responded to Jim, “I find that incredibly hot and horny. I would love him to tell me how much he enjoys all those different cocks, even if they are bigger or thicker than mine. I want to eat that guy’s cum out of his hole and fuck his loose hole. The idea that my boyfriend has taken a cock bigger than me where my cock can never reach is just as wicked.” The idea made me so horny, I picked the smaller frame Adam up from the chair, cock never leaving his hole, as I carried him to the table. I placed his arse on the table with his hole and my cock just hanging over the edge of the table. His arms wrapped around my neck so that he is propped up, and I started fucking him hard. Face to face with Adam and I said, “Jim gets turned on by wicked men. I should get him so high, he will let me find a cheating poz top with a big cock to fuck him in front of me.” The idea turned me on so much, I felt my cum building up. I kept my pace fucking him and felt my load exploded deep inside Adam. My spunk mixing with all those other anon loads in him. Adam came almost immediately after he felt my cock pulsing inside his hole. “That was amazing,” I told Adam, panting, “We have always been so compatible sexually.” Adam and I spent the weekend fucking our brains out. His boyfriend messaged him a few times to ask where he was, but Adam was too high to care. I thought about things between Jim and myself. I loved Jim more than I’ve ever loved any other previous boyfriend. He was sweet and yet, in him an evil side lurked. I wondered if I could bring his darker side out more. Corrupt him further. Jim always got so turned on by the idea of my cock covered in the hole juices of other men, penetrating him. Those were always fantasies. How would he react if I did the real thing? I looked to Adam and asked, “Hey, you wouldn’t happen to of any saunas or darkroom in my city?” I still have some crystal left. I made plans to go to a sauna in my home city to find some hole or holes to fuck before my session with Jim. Part of my mind realised that the proper thing to do was to talk Jim rather than spring this on him. Just because it was a fantasy we both shared, it didn’t mean Jim wanted it to be reality. However, the dark side in me thought that I should ply Jim full of ice, maybe even a booty bump, before I tell him.

Chapter 2 - Ted POV I admired Jim’s relaxed naked body after we both came. He was probably a finger taller than me, but had a slender toned smooth body. He was totally my type. It felt amazing to be able to cum in Jim’s hole. I normally do not tell guys that I am poz - and certainly do not expect to be able to cum into their hole immediately after telling them I am poz. Jim is sweet and naughty. The perfect combination to get juices going literally. I actually enjoyed our chats in between our play time. Most guys I hook up with don't seem to want to even have a chat much even with the ecstasy - most are more focused about the sex or getting their hole filled, and the chats normally seemed polite and superficial. I felt an easy connection chatting with Jim and in a spur of a moment, I turned into a softie and changed my initial plan to ply Jim full of drugs so that he would let me fuck him with my bare poz cock without any question. But wanting the opportunity to meet Jim again, I decided to tell him about my HIV status, even if it meant ending my session. The wicked darker side of me nearly kicked me the moment I told Jim. -Foolish,- my dark side told me, -you nearly wasted a perfect opportunity to fuck a bare hole.- It was fortunate things worked out in the end for me to satisfy my desire for bare raw sex. Nothing was worse than having to have sex and anaesthetising my cock that has been made extra sensitive by the drugs. Nothing can beat the feeling of a warm moist hole wrapping and twitching around my throbbing cock. When Jim told me he was positive, all my promises I spoke to him about “protecting him” from my viral load went out the window. The plan to ply him with more drugs so that I can ravish him with my bare cock was immediately back on. No doubt, that was the same plan his ex, Ray used. A pity I had not met Jim when he was still going out with Ray. Just as Jim and I had spoken earlier, the forbidden fruit gets my juices going. I’ve cheated on all of my previous boyfriends/partners. I loved fucking cheating bottoms, especially if I get to fuck them bare the way their boyfriends/husbands fuck them. Violating the sanctity of their (and mine) “marriage”. Especially if my sexual partner for that evening and I were attached with someone else. Still, the thought that my bare cock is sliding into the same passage Ray’s bare cock has been into was very titillating and an immense turn on for me. We basked in the afterglow of our first orgasm. Jim asked, “So do you fuck bare… regularly?” I almost told him what I tell most of my other hookups. “No, I rarely fuck bare. Just tonight.” Unusually, I wanted to be honest with this young man. Perhaps because I feel like we have the beginnings of a connection. Or maybe I have taken 2 whole pills too quickly. “Whenever I can,” I said truthfully. “Are they poz guys too?” he asked. “Honestly, Jim I don’t always know. I only told you about my status because I wanted to see you again. I do not usually ask guys. Sometimes I know they are poz. Most of the time, we never discuss safe sex. Especially if I get the bottoms so high they just want my bare cock,” my cock started stirring as I said this. I loved getting bottoms so high, they would just give in to their lust and pleasure and accept my bare cock without any question. I noticed Jim’s cock stirring as well, and I said, “I’m terrible aren’t I? And I think your cock likes me terrible.” Jim remained silent for a bit before continuing, “On the hand, I feel like I should be appalled. But I find the idea of an evil mature man having his way with a bottom without caring for the bottom’s safety quite a turn on. The mind is a strange thing.” “Is that why you gave yourself to Ray? That there is an element of him prioritising his pleasure instead of your safety?” Jim shrugged, “Subliminally, maybe. I tried not to think about it at that time other than it felt so good.” “So what happened to you and Ray? Why did things end?” “Well, he wanted an open relationship and I wanted a close relationship. We tried for a year being in an open relationship, but you know, the contrast with the other guys fucking with condom just pale into significance really cannot compare to bare fucking with Ray.” -Damn,- I thought, -so much for my fantasy of meeting him in the past and having my wicked way with him. Though, he has a naughty side, maybe we just need more drugs to bring out- “Ray played safe with others?” “I suppose - those were the rules of our relationship.” -It may be your rules, but I somehow doubt Ray would limit himself, Jim- I thought to myself, thinking it was best not to share that train of thought. “So when did you find out you were poz, Ted?” “5 years ago. I was in a relationship at that time.” “You got it from your partner too?” Jim asked. “Well, it isn’t as straightforward as that. Ben left me for another man. When he left me, I found out that he had been cheating on me the 5 years we were together. I got a test just after that and found it.However, I will be honest with you Jim, I wasn’t a good partner either. Ben and I had an agreement that we only played together with someone else. But I was also cheating on him the entire time, playing on my own with other guys. I have cheated on most of my previous partners as well, in some cases where we had agreed to be monogamous. Some have cheated on me too, not that it made what I did right. I definitely wasn’t playing it safe all the time and fucked bare every opportunity I could. I know Ben wouldnt have as well as 90% of the time, when we invited someone over, we end up fucking bare unless the person insist on condom. As you said earlier, fucking bare with your partner and then having to wear condom with other guys? Stifling. So back to your question - maybe I got HIV from Ben, or maybe I got HIV from someone else,” I told Jim. In my mind I wondered why am I sharing so much with Jim. I don’t want to scare him away. “Were you surprised by your diagnosis?” “I was in shock, even though it was not something unexpected. I suspect you might be able to relate with that, Jim,” I said and I noticed Jim nodding. “You mentioned before that you moved here recently. What brought you into this town? Most people try to get out of this town.” “I made a lot of dumb decisions in my life, Jim. I used to make good money. When I was with Ben, we lived beyond our means. The people that used to hang around us were either from money or trying to leech money from us. When my business failed, Ben left me for another guy. That stung more than him cheating on me. Not that I’ve any right to be upset about him cheating on me. There are too many memories where I came from. I moved here to get a fresh start. Howabout you, Jim? Why did you come back to your hometown if it is so terrible?” “Well, most of the friends Ray and I had were Ray’s friends. I don’t really make friends easily, I’ve always been an introvert. I moved back here to be close to friends and family, but I think I’m realising I’ve grown apart from my friends. And I can’t tell my family about my HIV, so I’ve been avoiding them. Gosh, verbal diarrhoea” I chuckled. There was a comfortable silence as we slowly and gently felt each other's body. Noticing Jim’s cock growing, I asked, “So what is getting your cock excited?” Smashed as he was, Jim still had a slight look of embarrassment as he responded, “Er nothing.” “It’s not nothing, Jim. Come on, don’t be shy, share with me. No judgement here. If you can’t share while you’re smashed, you’ll never be able to share it.” Jim squirmed a little and said, “I was thinking about you telling that you fucked a lot of guys bare. It really turns me on that your cock has fucked so many guys raw. Silly isn’t it?” “No, it isn’t silly, Jim. It is horny. Mmm, I like that you are a naughty young man. So, after hearing that I’ve had my cock into all these other men, do you still want it in your hole, bare?” my cock was so hard, it ached. “Yes,” Jim responded and my cock throbbed. “It is risky, Jim - exposing yourself to a stranger you know is a slut.” “Yes, it is so bad, yet I want it.” I stood and brought my cock to his mouth. Jim got onto his knees and sucked my cock, his hands holding onto my thighs before running his hands through the hair on my thighs. I loved how he is into my hairiness the way I am into his smooth skin. I angled us in such a manner that Jim was kneeling with his back facing the mirrored wardrobe. I watched the sweet young man sucking my cock in the mirror while I tried to perve on the crack of his slim small arse. I wetted my finger with my spit and bent over, trying to reach for his twitching hole while keeping his mouth on my cock. It was a bit of an awkward position but I was able to reach his twitching hole and tease it with a light touch of my finger. Jim moaned with his mouth stuffed full with my cock. It all looked so hot in the mirror, I had to eat his hole, “Lie on your stomach, Jim.” Jim released my cock and laid flat on the bed, face down. I watched him and stroked my sore cock gently. The soreness added to my arousal. “Lift your arse up a little, Jim. Spread your cheeks and show me your hole.” Like a good boy, Jim did as instructed, moaning. His smooth pink hole, now a little red, exposed to the air. I felt my mouth salivating as I watched this nerdy, slim, sweet young man in such a slutty pose, offering himself up to me. A part of me felt protective and paternal towards this young man who I seemed to have an easy connection with. Another part of me, the monster inside of me, wants to violate and corrupt him completely. Infect him with my strain. I knelt between his legs and ate his hole. My tongue probed as deep as I could into his now stretched hole. At least most of the lube seemed to be gone. I hate lube. I don’t really have a choice when we were using a condom, but for raw fucking, just spit, pre-cum and if I’m lucky, another man’s cum - especially if the bottom is filled with his boyfriend’s cum when he is sneaking off to meet me. Jim moaned in delight as his hole twitched against my tongue. Deciding to share my wicked fantasies with him, I stopped licking his hole for the time being and said, “So you like wicked older men huh. Imagine if you were still with Ray, and he decided to blindfold you and invited me to take turns fucking you while you were lying on your stomach. We are both similarly hairy and built, with the same size cocks. You wouldn’t even know I was fucking you would you?” Jim moaned at me sharing my filthy fantasy. “Did you like Ray fucking you on your stomach?” “Yes,” he moaned in response, “I liked how I can feel his hairy legs pushed open my thighs and fuck me. Normally when I am not high, I find it hard for tops to pull their cocks out completely and push it back in. But when I was high with Ray, he was able to pull out completely and ram it back in. It feels so slutty and good.” “Mm , you wouldn’t be able to tell whose hairy legs were pushing your legs open if you were blind folded,” I put my thighs between his and gave it a hard push to push his legs apart. “You’ll feel a familiar sized bare knob pressing onto your hole. You will think it is Ray’s but he had invited me to enjoy you without you knowing,” I plunged into his hole in a single stroke just the way he said he liked Ray fucking him. I pulled my cock out completely with a slutty plop sound and plunged all the way till my balls slapped against his cheeks. I whispered into his ear, “Can you tell the difference between Ray and I?” “No,” he moaned, “you’re so bad.” “I know,” I slowed my fucking into a slower and gentle pace. Jim tilted his head back towards me and I kissed him, not stopping my thrusts. “You told me that the idea of my cock being in another hole turns you on. Well, I also like the idea of another cock being in your hole. Imagine if we met when you were with Ray and I was still with Ben? And we met for a bareback couple swap? You and I will watch Ray fuck Ben, while they will watch us fuck each other? Both Ray and I agree to share our boys without a condom. I know Ray would love to fuck Ben - he is slim and smooth like you - only he doesn’t look as nerdy.” “That is so bad,” Jim moaned, “Bare fucking between boyfriends is supposed to be sacred and special. You’re perverting it.” “That’s right, Jim. That’s what turns me on. Sex acts that are considered [banned word]. Casual bare fucks. Desecrating another man’s boy while I watch my boy get desecrated by him. Ray and I will take turns swapping between you and Ben without cleaning our cocks or your holes. I will fuck you knowing that Ray’s cock has just been in you. Fucking on his pre-cuum and cum. Or maybe we’ll bring you boys loaded with our cums first before we swap. I’ll churn his cum in your hole with my sore cock, while he churns my cum in Ben’s hole with his sore cock. We’ll have each other’s cum frothing all over our shafts and caking our hairy pubes. You’ll let me fuck you knowing that Ben’s hole juices are all over my shaft. Four of us swapping strains against our doctor’s orders.” We fucked and sharing our filthy fantasy. This nerdy young man turned on by the filthy scene painted in our minds, my cock deep inside him, leaking my pre-cum. I slowed my fucking and Jim immediately turned his head back to kiss me. “You want us to fuck face to face don’t you, Jim?” I couldn’t help smiling as I kissed him, sensing he craved affection. “Yes, I do love being fucked while kissing.” I got off of Jim and flipped him over. Lifting his legs onto my shoulders I pushed my cock back into his hole. There was a slight sting on my knob as it was pretty chafed. That added to the pleasure and excitement. We looked into each other’s eyes, feasting on our smashed, euphoric and pleasured expressions as I slowly slid my cock slowly and gently into Jim. As I bottomed out, I leaned forward and kissed Jim gently. The feel of our tongues dancing against each other, mixing our spit. Even though it was a bit crossed-eye, we both kept our eyes open, looking into each other as we kissed as I thrust in and out really gently and we held onto each other tightly like we would never let go. We broke our kiss and I held myself as deep Jim as I could go. Jim said, “That fantasy is so horny. It is so filthy and bad. It really turned me on, and I loved how it turned you on, and yes, I probably would have loved how decadent and perverse it all is if it had happened. However, I am glad that isn’t how we met, Ted. I am glad tonight is the night we met. And that I met you after I was diagnosed with HIV. I know you said that you would like to meet me again, but even if we were only just meeting tonight, it really made my day. The best I can describe is that our meeting gave me some hope after all that I’ve dealt with recently.” I felt a tremor in my heart. It really touched me that Jim felt that way. He may be a wicked young man, but he is a sweet young man. Here we were, two men somewhat lost and alone seeking comfort and connection in casual sex. It isn’t everyday you meet someone that you feel like they would touch you. I kissed him on his lips gently and said, “I am glad we met tonight too, Jim. I really hope we’ll see each other again. I would like us to get to know each other and become friends, but definitely friends that keep fucking.” “And you’ll keep wanting to pass your new friend your strain?” Jim asked in a teasing manner, “Quite an irresponsible friend.” My cock throbbed and pulsed at that thought inside Jim’s hole. Jim’s hole twitched in response to my throb, I pushed myself up, and angled myself better. On the one hand, I feel really protective over this lost young man and fuck him gently with my cock. On the other hand, I had the urge to mark him, fuck him hard, use him, breed him and infect him with my strain. The contradiction of protection and harm caused my cock to ache. I had a gut feeling that JIm was experiencing the same contradiction. He wants me to be nurturing and protective. Yet, he also wants me to use him for my own pleasure. “I’m not just going to pass you my strain, Jim. We’re going to mix our strains and mark each other. I want us to enjoy the pleasure of bare sex with enjoyment notwithstanding the risk to each other” With that I gave Jim another pounding before I blasted my second load deep into him.

I had a Daddy one time, slender, short, a stylish Black Daddy with a cock bigger than a soda can. There was no chance of using rubbers. When he mounted me, I turned into his whore instantly. One of the thousands of times I wished I could get my girlfriend to toss me, so I could spend the rest of my sex life on my belly, ass up making Men happy. This reminded me of him for some reason. Either he WAS Neg or the two loads he gave me didn't take.

I heard clearly will the winner make his way down; my heart was racing. I have been fucked a lot lately, for some reason I was nervous. Sam seemed to sense it and he fed me some poppers. It seemed like it took forever. The guy finally got to me, I heard he pants drop, then he felt my ass. He finally spoke, fuck, I have wanted this ass since the first time I saw you in your pre-audition video. I was puzzled, I made a pre-audition video. He spread my checks, saying fuck that hole is beautiful and then he crotched down and began to eat my hole. I did not find him overly attractive but after seeing his bulge he was hotter than when he was at his desk. He was good at eating ass; he would come up for air and rub my hole and tell me how good I tasted. Then dive back in and he did three rounds of this, until he finally slid a finger inside and said, so fucking smooth. Then another, finally he put three inside me and finger fucked me, and I moaned. Sam fed me poppers again and told me I was doing a great job, you look amazing. All I could do is moan; the director slapped his big dick on my ass and rubbed it on my hole crack. Sam got down and kissed me and told me his dick is huge. Babe, I am going to popper you up and then go back and watch him fuck you. I want to see your hole open and wrap around the fucking huge dick. I was getting nervous again, he rubbed my back and told me it was going to be okay. It is a beautiful thing, what every boy should be doing and tonight you get to do it at least 30 times. I was not sure I understood at the time. I do know. I just thought it was about the fucking. The director pressed his huge dick against my hole, my hole resisted. Same spread my checks so allow my hole to pull apart a little and after three attempts his dick finally slides in. There was a microphone same placed near my head and every moan, grunt and whimper was being broadcast and recorded. I began to hear my every sound over the speaker. When I was in pain and tried to work through it, Sam quickly came and gave me poppers telling me I was doing such a good job. I had taken huge dicks before but this one seemed different. It hurt some, not all the time but some. I thought maybe it was just his dick was bigger than Lincolns. That must be what it is. I said Sam, fuck this is too much. Sam rubbed my chest and told me it will be okay, and it will be over soon. I ended up wising his words were true, the fucking went on for another 30 minutes and he shot inside me. The crowd cheered loudly. He held it there, he slow fucked me after he came and shot a second load and then pulled out. Fuck, it even hurt some on the way out. The crowed was still cheering. He brought the dick over to me and took off his cock ring. That thing was thicker than his cock and is what stretched me out even more. He fed me his cock and had me clean it and I sucked as much as I could while the Announcer called for the runner up when the crowd died down. Please come on down. The director said, nice you get to take a porn start tonight. I have cast him a few times with another studio, he loves white boy pussy. He stayed and waited for the guy, a black guy I soon found out with a huge dick but not was thick came down to breed me. He felt my hole and said fuck yea, you did a nice job Steve, I guess the directors name is Steve. Steve was starting to go soft, he pulled out and crotched down and lifted my head and kissed me. A hard kiss while the black guy pulled out his fingers and forcefully slammed into me. It hurt little fuck and sent pain wives through my body. I had to break the kiss I was in so much pain. I asked Steve to make him stop, announced in audio. The crowd booed; Steve consoled me by telling this guy does not last long, just hang in there. He grabbed some impact and sprayed a rag and put it in my mouth and inhaled. I lost consciousness for a few minutes, when I came to the crowd was cheering again and the BBC was pulling out of me. The guy came around and Steve lifted that BBC and had me suck him clean. It tasted funny, I later found out it was cum and blood. I sucked him cleaned and prayed that the next guy was not huge. The announcer called for the next guy, he made his way down and slide inside me and fucked me for ten minutes and shot inside me. He had to be eight inches and moderately thick. He fed me cock and I could suck him all the way with little effort. The fourth guys the was announced and came down, was an older guy I could tell from his voice. He said nice cunt and slapped his big dick on my ass. He slow fucked me for twenty minutes, all the time calling me names, dirty little slut, dirty whore, I am going to breed your dirty pussy. With this guy everything was dirty. He finally shot inside me and pulled out and said fuck that was fun and fed me his cock to suck clean. Steve had left and Sam rubbed my back while I sucked him. The announcer called for number five to come down. The old guy said, boy you are one lucky faggot. Then walked away. The guy up to my hole and slide two, then three and finally four fingers into my hole. He pressed them deep as Sam feed me poppers. The guy was stretching my hole. Then he pulled out and pressed the thickest fucking dick inside me. It was not very long but fucking huge. Sam gave me another round of impact, spraying a rag and coaching me through his entry. I zoned out again and he slowly force is way inside me. He was seven inches long and eight inches around. The guy said, fuck I like tight holes, but this is fucking ridiculous. He slowly pulled out; pain subsided. I fucking paid for this pussy, and you will take my dick boy. He lubed up some more and press again and it slide in and a little farther while I winced and whimpered. He pulled out again and then another forced stuffing and I was in so much pain the guys in the crowd were saying of fuck and holy fuck. On the eight forced entry he finally got inside me. It still hurt but the poppers helped if he did not move. He started to pull out and move around and I thought I was going to split in two. Then he motioned Sam, suddenly Sam had his hand over my mouth muffling as he put is weight into it and slammed his dick inside me. I sounded like a pig squealing, this happened three I heard clearly will the winner make his way down; my heart was racing. I have been fucked a lot lately, for some reason I was nervous. Sam seemed to sense it and he fed me some poppers. It seemed like it took forever. The guy finally got to me, I heard he pants drop, then he felt my ass. He finally spoke, fuck, I have wanted this ass since the first time I saw you in your pre-audition video. I was puzzled, I made a pre-audition video. He spread my checks, saying fuck that hole is beautiful and then he crotched down and began to eat my hole. I did not find him overly attractive but after seeing his bulge he was hotter than when he was at his desk. He was good at eating ass; he would come up for air and rub my hole and tell me how good I tasted. Then dive back in and he did three rounds of this, until he finally slid a finger inside and said, so fucking smooth. Then another, finally he put three inside me and finger fucked me, and I moaned. Sam fed me poppers again and told me I was doing a great job, you look amazing. All I could do is moan; the director slapped his big dick on my ass and rubbed it on my hole crack. Sam got down and kissed me and told me his dick is huge. Babe, I am going to popper you up and then go back and watch him fuck you. I want to see your hole open and wrap around the fucking huge dick. I was getting nervous again, he rubbed my back and told me it was going to be okay. It is a beautiful thing, what every boy should be doing and tonight you get to do it at least 30 times. I was not sure I understood at the time. I do know. I just thought it was about the fucking. The director pressed his huge dick against my hole, my hole resisted. Same spread my checks so allow my hole to pull apart a little and after three attempts his dick finally slides in. There was a microphone same placed near my head and every moan, grunt and whimper was being broadcast and recorded. I began to hear my every sound over the speaker. When I was in pain and tried to work through it, Sam quickly came and gave me poppers telling me I was doing such a good job. I had taken huge dicks before but this one seemed different. It hurt some, not all the time but some. I thought maybe it was just his dick was bigger than Lincolns. That must be what it is. I said Sam, fuck this is too much. Sam rubbed my chest and told me it will be okay, and it will be over soon. You have wanted my dick for a couple years and have been working your way up to it. You made me work so hard to get inside you I am going to take my time. He slow fucked me for twenty minutes, I started saying oh my god, I love t times and then he started to fuck me nice and slow. He had broken my ring open and now he could enjoy my ass. Sam fed me popper and I soon began to moan with enjoyment, the guy said that’s its slut. You have wanted my dick for a couple years and have been working your way up to it. You made me work so hard to get inside you I am going to take my time. He slow fucked me for twenty minutes, I started saying oh my cock, I love that cock. I felt like my hole quivered on his huge dick, Like I was Cumming from the inside. He said, this fucking slut’s pussy just came. He lasted for five more minutes and then he shot his load. He held there and then slowly pulled out and said look at the fucking gap on the boy. His hole is fucking beautiful. I will fuck it anytime. The guy came around and Sam unfasted my right wrist and let me hole or try to wrap my hand around it. I couldn’t but I was able to suck the head and lick it clean. Fuck you are a good boy. Sam went next and he would fuck me and pull out and jack and fuck me and twenty minutes later he shot. Jacking his cock into my open hole. They had the guys leave for intermission and gave me a drink and let me get up and stretch. I really thought I was done but Sam convinced me to finish. The rest of the guys are nothing. Thirty minutes later I was on the bed with my legs up and guys were feeding me their cock in my mouth and ass. The rest of the dicks were mostly small in comparison, I took twenty-five on my back in my ass and mouth. I thought I was done. They moved me to the sling and gave the first five an opportunity to fuck me again. Two of them had left, it left the director, the fat dicked guy and the black guy. The Black guy passed, he does not that cummy of a hole. The director said he wanted to go last so the fat dicked guy came over and fucked my ass making moan and beg for his cum. He kept making me say that I loved his big dick in my hole and then I wanted him to cum inside him. He said, tell me you are a whore. I am a whore, Sir. Tell me you are a dirty little pussy wanting a dirty top guy to breed you. I am a dirty pussy wanting a dirty top guy to breed me. He could not hold out after that and shot his load inside me. The director stepped up and told me he was glad he was the first and last cock inside me. He fucked me deep and long, telling me what a beautiful little boy I was. He told me if I ever wanted a daddy, he could give me a great life. He was swinging me back and forth on his big dick and all I could say is please fuck me daddy. Please, I need that huge cock and load. Please! With that he pounded my hole as cum continued to come out all over his dick and shoved deep and shot the last load of the night inside me. Sam stepped up and slide a but plug inside me. The crowd left and once they were all gone Sam helped me up and took me to the shower and helped me get dressed. Once I was dressed and Sam’s number in his pocket, he walked me out to Bryce. When we arrive, Sam held me as the director and Bryce were settling up payment for the night. I was worn out! Even in my state I heard the director say that is $12,000 for appearing and $18,000 for the first five guys. Here is $30,000. Here are three numbers they have agreed to purchase him for a night next week after his hole closes. They will pay 10,000.00 but only before, not after and he winked. Sam helped me to the car and Bryce got in and put his hand on my leg and told me what an amazing bottom I was. He brough me home and tucked me into bed and I feel asleep. I woke up around 7 PM and Jeff was not around. It is a good thing I needed to shower. I showered and got dressed and went out to the pool, Jeff was not there. I l knocked on Bryce’s door and nothing. I called Jeff’s number; it went to voicemail. I waited by the pool and an hour later Jeff and Bryce come in from grabbing a beer, laughing and joking and he said babe you are awake. Bryce said you were not feeling well and needed some sleep. Let me tuck you back in and you can get some more sleep. We headed back inside, he tucked me in, and I feel asleep. I was out for the rest of the night, I thought I heard the front door at 4 Am, then the bathroom and Jeff crawled into bed. I asked him if he was getting in, and he said no, just had to use the restroom. I kissed him and his teeth were brushed, and he was freshly showered. I could not help but thing he and Bryce hooked up. I tossed and turned and tried to convince myself that that was not the case. I looked for his clothes from last night, but I could not find them. He went to work, and I tried not to focus on it, but it kept flashing through my mind.

Pure Bliss... All should try it at least once..

I remember being neg and my partner was also neg. When I would travel I would hook up with as many guys as I could, raw of course. Loved being a whore for cum. I think i was pozzed by a couple of guys in richmond, va. Ended up with the fuck flu and poz. Was a bit hard to explain to my partner. Could not admit to him at the time that i was chasing... fucking turned me on and still does

My favourite bit is the AIDS whore dying just at the end of the story... I'm chasing AIDS because I want to die with AIDS, and a man who can kill a whore with his AIDS is the horniest thing possible for me...

I have been actively contemplating a return to meds. Intellectually, I know I should, but emotionally it doesn't feel authentic. When I read a story like this, fiction or not, I am reminded why I stopped meds in the first place. It's important to have reminders like this story that keep me on course to what's really important. Thanks for posting this story.