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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.

Have a 26yo skinny boy from Germany coming to Charlotte nc in July for no limits fun when I say no limit’s I literally mean no limits as wild as you want to be cruel condom encouraged in his hole and more message me on telegram for more info on this slut nitro383z

Still here, last night tonight. Think I’ve managed to find a Dom who wants to whore me out in either Factory or Construction. Maybe both. Anyone still here, if you see a brown Dom guy ordering around a white guy in a red harness, collar and jock and long socks, that’s us and ask him if you want a go on me 😈 Amazing week and well worth staying on a second week for anyone who can. Some crowd in Factory last night as well. An incredibly piggy and capable bunch of both tops and bottoms just loving it all night.

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Yesssss, totally agree with you!

Love this! The only "Thank You" this pig wants, is a mouthful of hot splooge.

congraTs! Sounds like you enjoyed yourself - I'm sure there must be some gifTers around willing to help you with your goal.

Men in general have active sex drives to later (sometimes significantly so) ages than women, and "approaching 40" (ie still in your 30's) is well within "prime time" for a healthy adult male. That's not to say some men aren't slowing down a bit by then, of course. But it's far from unusual. That said, I expect responses to be all over the map, with some guys around your age having already seen a libido decline and others just as randy as ever. But to really understand you'd need to know where they started; if they had a lower libido than typical when they were 20, they're unlikely to have an elevated one now, for instance.

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.

Versmetropig, just did T for the first time. Wish I had started earlier. now just need pozzed.

Truly an amazing tale. Every chapter had me rock hard. Well done!

Searching a Active Top with a Monster dick. I am very excited to Try new things. Write me me: 37, 187cm, more in to getting fucked 😉

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

When I first sucked of my uncle, he told me it was rude not to swallow, I got hooked ever since.

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.

Gee with a few on here Berlin (more commonly called Barelin) and Amsterdam... check out the fuck parties on their web sites

I met Jack a couple of years ago when many of the lockdown restrictions were still in place and we started chatting on one of the Apps. He was a very fit looking 19 year old ginger lad and he told me was a student coming towards the end of his first year at university. Because of the pandemic, he had to stay at home with his parents and study online instead of going away to university. He told me how much he had been looking forward to getting away from home and going to university and how disappointed he was at having to spend another year at home. He told me he wasn't very experienced and also told me he was into older guys and then our chat became a bit more personal and then a bit more explicit. We had swapped a few pictures and he told me how much he loved my hairy chest and how much he wanted to feel it against his body. He also told me that he really liked the pictures of my cock and how much he wanted to feel it up his arse. He had sent me a few pictures of his arse and one of him pulling his cheeks apart to expose his ginger hole and I told him how much I would love to fuck him. Later on that night he messaged me and told me he was having a wank and fingering his arse as he imagined my big daddy cock fucking him. We chatted a number of times over the next few weeks and our chats became more and more explicit and then, when some of the restrictions were lifted, he asked if we could meet up. He said it was difficult for him to get away from home, but Saturday mornings were good for him and we arranged to meet up the following week. When he arrived he was even better looking than his pictures suggested. He had a really nice smile and a compact, chunky body with a fantastic arse and I couldn't wait to see him out of his clothes. Almost as soon as he was in the door he pulled me towards him and kissed me and before long we were in the bedroom both stripping off our clothes . His body was really smooth, with just a few hairs on his chest, neatly trimmed ginger pubes and a thick cock and I wasted no time in going down on him. He groaned as I took his cock into my mouth and began to suck him. I sucked him for a while and then he stopped me and said he was getting too close. "My turn!" he said with a grin and bent forward to take my cock into his mouth. He started sucking me and soon I was enjoying one of the best blow jobs I had ever had. He may have been inexperienced, but he certainly knew what he was doing as he sucked my cock in a way that very few other guys had - I can't tell you how good it felt and I could tell he was really into sucking me. He sucked me for a while and then I pulled my cock out of his mouth and went back down on him. I sucked him for a while and then I motioned to him to turn round. He knelt up on the bed, arse in the air, and I pulled his cheeks apart. He had just a few ginger hairs round his hole and I pushed my tongue into his arse and began to lick him. He looked over his shoulder "Is it alright?" he asked anxiously. I told him it was absolutely fine and he relaxed as I pushed my tongue right into his hole. I licked him for a while and then he asked to suck me again and I pushed my cock back into his mouth. I was really close now and told him so. He kept sucking me and a few minutes later I shot my load into his mouth. He swallowed it all and then grinned at me. I could tell he was ready to cum now and I took his cock in my mouth and began to suck him again. His breathing was getting heavier and he told me he was going to cum. "Can I cum on your chest?" he asked. I nodded and seconds later he pulled his cock out of my mouth and shot a massive load of cum all down my chest. "Oh fuck!" he moaned as I took his cock back into my mouth and sucked him again. "That was awesome!" We arranged to meet again the following week and he told me that this time he wanted me to fuck him. He had already told me that he wanted to take me bare and I had asked him if he was on Prep. He said he wasn't - he had enquired about it before the pandemic but then lockdown had happened and he hadn't followed it up. We met again the following week and before long we were naked in the bedroom, kissing, licking and sucking each other. This time he pushed his tongue up my arse and licked me enthusiastically and then sat on my face and leant forward to suck my cock as I rimmed him. After a while he asked me to fuck him. I asked if he was sure he wanted to take me bare and he nodded. He knelt up on the bed and pulled his cheeks apart. "Fuck me!" he moaned. I lubed up his hole and then pushed my cock against his arsehole. He moaned as the head of my cock penetrated him and I stopped for a moment to let him get used to it before slowly but surely pushing my cock right up his hole. He groaned and I waited a moment or two and then I began to fuck him very slowly. His hole was incredibly tight and it was all I could do not to shoot my load right up him. I began to fuck him and he moaned again. I asked if he was alright and he grinned at me over his shoulder. "Oh yes, oh fuck yes!" I began to fuck him a bit harder and he moaned "Oh yes, oh fuck yes!" I was getting close now and I told him I was about to cum. "Oh, yes, please," he moaned "Cum in me!" A few minutes later I squirted what felt like one of the biggest loads of my life right up his tight ginger hole. When I pulled out of his arse he rolled over on his back, a blissed out look on his face, and grinned at me. "Suck my cock!" he said. I took his cock in my mouth and a few minutes later I was rewarded with a big mouthful of cum. He messaged me later and told me how much he had enjoyed me fucking him and how he couldn't wait to do it again. He also told me that some of my cum had slid out into his underpants on the train home and it had turned him on so much he had had a wank when he got home and had shot another load. We met regularly after that and fucked in every position imaginable - with him kneeling up on the bed, on his back, bent over with his pants and trousers pulled down below his arse, and with me on my back and him riding my cock until I shot my load up him - one of his favourite positions. After I had fucked him and cum in him, I would suck his cock, and sometimes he would cum in my mouth and sometimes he would pull out and cum on my chest - it was all very horny! At the end of the summer, it was time for him to go back to university in the north of England and this time, much to his delight, he was able to attend in person. Before he left, we met and fucked and it was then he told me rather shyly that I was the first guy he had ever been with. I knew he was inexperienced, but I can honestly say I would never have guessed that he was a virgin. I was really turned on to know that I was the first guy to suck him and swallow his cum, the first guy to lick his arse and the first guy to fuck and breed him! He went off to university and we messaged each other now and then. He didn't come home in the breaks, so I didn't see him until the following summer. I wasn't sure if he would want to meet up but he was really keen. We went out for a meal and then went home and fucked. He stayed the night and in the morning I fucked him again. He was having a really good time and university - not only had he aced his second year, he had been making up for lost time and told me he had taken over thirty different guys up his arse. As far as I know, he's still not on Prep.

I know this probably goes without saying, but there's a slew of other factors to consider for retirement housing, and for gay men they're sometimes not the same as for straight people. For instance: some gay men have children from a previous straight marriage (and some adopt or go through surrogacy), but the vast majority of us don't have kids, and we're not having to think about leaving the next generation "set up" for the future. So an area where housing prices are rising faster than average, or faster than inflation, isn't as big a deal if you're not worried about your kids getting to split the profits from expensive real estate. For another: geography and climate, and I don't just mean climate change. Some people want to be near the beach or ocean, and some people can't stand the sand for more than a day or so. Some of us love mountain vistas, while others want the flatlands and anything more than a slight rise is too much. Some of us can't stand the heat, and some of us can't stand snow and ice. And whatever our preferences are now, those may change by the time we're, say, 75 or more. That's not to downplay factors like politics for the region or the number of potential sex partners. But those aren't the be-all, end-all, do-all of retirement life, either.

i sucked my first cock at 18 shortly before graduating high school (a 21 year old). a few months later i got fucked by a 27 year old teaching assistant at university. both were BIG men who did not know it was my first time and gave it to me pretty hard. without any discussion before, during or after, i naturally gravitated toward a submissive bottom role and reciprocation was not even considered. i wasn't expecting sex to be so physically demanding but i immediately knew on some level that i'd found my place and had better get comfortable in it. the rest of the year did not go as smoothly. instead of embracing my instinctive attraction to older, dominant, masculine tops who sensed our compatibility, i kept going home from the bars with guys my own age who lacked the equipment and assertiveness to make anything sexual happen between us. I felt guilty about being more attracted to men who weren't out as gay for political reasons and was generally confused about who to be friends with and who to fuck, not having any experiences with gay people. I did manage to get fucked twice by guys who were handsome but clearly more vers-bottom oriented so there weren't fireworks. by the end of the year, my new best friend, a tall 23 year old musclejock who seemed (to me) too masculine to possibly be completely uninterested in topping, finally succeeded in convincing me that it wouldn't work out between two total bottoms and to let him be my wingman instead. i turned 19 and returned to my suburban hometown where i'd be commuting one hour into the city for an undemanding job at my uncle's office filling in for a receptionist on maternity leave. i was expecting the summer to be a dud but decided to take my friend up on his suggestion to check out the nude beach, the adult movie theatre and the personals on squirt and craigslist. My body count went from 4 to "lost track" within my first week on the job, I kid you not. Every day for 4 months I spent my hourlong lunch break on my hands and knees on the dirty floor of a $6 porn theatre sucking off every dick i could get my hands on, a nice mix of 30-60 year old guys of all racial backgrounds looking to unload before heading back to work. Some were in suits, some in scrubs, some in UPS uniforms, construction vests. If they had hair on their chest and a thick slab of meat I'd be bobbing in no time in front of the whole theatre. I realized there was nothing stopping me from moving on to the next cock even if the first guy had cum and gone, and nothing stopping strangers from playing with my tits and sliding their cock into my ass from behind while i was being held down on a stranger's dick and couldn't turn around to look at who was joining in. I was introduced to poppers and what they allowed me to do for the daddies. i quickly got over my shyness about age differences, public and group sex and being called "daddy's pussyboy" by men who were evenly divided between those who never touched my limp leaking dick at all and those who got off on our size contrast even when they stroked me to full 4" erection. many in both camps had wedding rings on. i started wearing red or black Calvin Klein thongs and hanging out in the "bi/straight" theatre instead of the one showing gay porn and realized i had even better luck there. the only days i didn't punch in for my shift as the financial district's resident shameless twink lunch hour bottom were when i called in sick to suck cock at the nude beach instead. i must have averaged 3 or 4 men every weekday for 4 months plus the occasional craigslist hookup or roadhead on the weekend which works out to 300-400 blowjobs in a summer. i probably only got penetrated about 50 times because there wasn't enough time to take any more. needless to say, my second year of college was very different than the first. i still went to bars and clubs with my friends but would slip away before last call to the local leather bar where i was usually the youngest person by a mile and men would pick me up by putting my hand down their pants or fingering me on the dancefloor. no ambiguity. i was usually blowing them before the taxi even got us home. if they fell asleep after fucking me i'd slip out and head to the bathhouse to get a $5 student discounted locker and station myself in a dark room in time for the 3am rush. if my hookup had taken viagra, i wouldn't be released from cocksucking duty until much later but it was still impossible to resist stopping by the bathhouse on my way home just to see who was around. By 5 or 6am the better looking guys were few and far between but there was never a shortage of hard dicks and nasty daddies very surprised and happy to see me pop up out of nowhere and start feeling them up under their towel. Sunday afternoons were also great sauna days, there's nothing better for a hangover than getting spitroasted in a steamroom. Weekdays after work were also prime time for commuter daddies cheating on their way to the train station. All that to say, things escalated quickly. It was 4 and suddenly it was more than 50 and suddenly it was a shockingly high ballpark estimate that I knew I should keep to myself in polite company. I've never been much of a counter - most nights at the sauna the dicks would sometimes blend together if I never got a good look at their face to begin with, and it might have been 4 guys or possibly 7, with usually about half of them fucking my ass. I've slowed down lately but I've probably averaged sex with at least 2 or 3 different men per week over the last 15 years. That puts me around 2500-2750 overall, although I have a lot more repeat customers these days which is fine by me!

We all know that feeling. It’s the end of the weekend and hornyness is kicking in big time. I’m usually a big fan of grindr and these apps but sometimes you got to do what you got to do. I was horny and needed a load. So I reactivated my old account “discreet btm now” and looked. Literally two minutes after I went online, I had a message from profile that was 200m away. Blank profile. “top now”. Asking me what I was up to, and if I had any pictures. After sending some pictures of me, getting fucked and sucking dick he asked me to come over. It should be simple: suck, get bred, leave. I didn’t need to see any pictures. Once I’m that horny, I will let anyone breed me. So I was walking over there, he left the door open and was waiting on the couch, stroking his dick. I immediately undressed and got to sucked his dick. I love sucking dick and I’m not exaggerating when I’m saying that I do that with a true passion and once I taste precum i’m in a trance. After some time, I felt some hands on my ass. Some fingers making their way to my hole. And before I knew it, I heard someone spit on his hand, followed by a big mushroom head being pushed in my hole. He didn’t ease into it and started pounding me hard. I was loving this, and since I’m especially turned on by taking cock anonymously i was in heaven. Took him about five minutes to say “i’m gonna cum”, which were the only words I heard anyone say the whole time. He pulled out, smeared whatever cum he had left on his cock on my ass and left. Once loaded the other guy got up and rammed his throbbing cock in in one go. as the guy before, he didn’t go easy and started to really pound my ass. Another two minutes later, I felt he was getting close. I was in doggy leaning on the couch and I reached between my legs to grab his balls. That sent over the edge and he unloaded in a furiously, intense orgasm. As soon as he pulled out, I turned around and cleaned that cock as thorough as I could before quickly getting dressed and leaving the apartment. And now I’m sitting on my couch with two fingers of my hole licking the cum from my fingers and writing the story.

And we love hearing every detail of your tortured slide toward full cum dump . We keep reading waiting to hear of the next load you take up the ass ... and then the next ... and next . I took three at a gay campground over the weekend and they are great, yet never enough.

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

Vinny's place was a large loft that had been under rent control for ages. In the middle of the main room lay a sling surrounded by chaise sofas. We gathered on the sectionals right after we got the delivery. Pure unbroken rocks with minimal shards & dust. I took the liberty to prepare our special supper. 4 glasses of vodka topped with G. I added 3 times the amount in one. From the drawers, 2 bottles of poppers, a sachet of K and an oral syringe. I turned the oven on to concoct Rowan's dessert. He was tongue tied to Vinny now while slowly getting undressed by Jonas. I returned to interrupt them with tonight's treats. The same metal tray we've used countless of times sparked Rowan's curiosity. None of us elaborated further on what they were. Vinny called it an illicit charcuterie board. Jonas withdrew some pipes and torch after we downed the drinks to start the night. Rowan, now topless, kept his gaze on me. In his drunken state, he had no qualms taking the smoke from Jonas when they made out again. Vinny and I went to the other side of the room to gather our tools. A few whips, ropes & toys for his first round. We came back to see Rowan getting eaten by Jonas, nude and submissible. Childs play, Vinny and I taught. He was hornier now, impatient to get off. It was still early and we knew how important it was to take our time. It was hard to see Rowan sit still. We all still had our clothes on but he was sweating the most. It gave me flashbacks. More clouds were blown and we started to watch some porn Vinny put up on the projector. Vinny always had something to say so the conversations never waned. Rowan tried to keep up with us but we could tell he was eyeing the sling. "So Mark-Mason....you don't find Rowan here cute? Look at him, he wants a bit of you too" Jonas almost slipped. Thankfully it flew over Rowan. "Nah, not really, not my type" "What is your type?" Rowan's eyes were glossy and dilated when he spoke up. He shot a different look at me now. "The submissive kind - the kind to hate themselves but can't deny that they're a hungry hole. A fag." Vinny had his hand by Rowan's neck, questioning him if he was one. "I don't know.. what do you think?" "It's not what I think but how you see yourself. We're not going to coerce you to do anything you don't want to. You're free to explore with us.." I agreed with Vinny and kept my gaze on Rowan more now. Jonas then told him that he has a couple of ideas while fondling him. Vinny revealed the gears and made Rowan wore a leather jock and harness. An excitement elicited from him when he saw his reflection. I passed the syringe to Jonas who easily led him to douche. When they returned to the room, Vinny and I had already cleared the furniture to make space for the sling. "How bout it? You've been looking at it for a while now.." He said no more words. Only lust in his eyes as he approached it. Jonas carried him to mount himself in the straps. I brought the locks to secure his limbs tight. He gave in with no resistance. . We let him get comfortable in it while we hit another round of clouds. We also put a gas mask on him to connect a tube for the smoke. Jonas was the first to undress. He came up to the sling and I heard Rowan muffling bout his tattoos. Did he know what the biohazard on Jonas' navel meant? Rowan was starting to spin now from how heavy he was breathing. It was futile for more smoke was being fed through the mask. Jonas took out 5 different sizes of dildos. "Let's do this slow and steady. It's your first time doing this no? Don't nod, we want you to say it" "Yes, it's my f-f-first time.." "And you're going to leave this place as a hole aren't you?" "Yes..." Jonas gave him a light slap to correct him. Everything that had transpired between them from the bar had dissipated. "Yes what?" "Yes...Sir?" "Good...and not just a hole but a fuh? A fuh what?" "A fag" "Good boy, good boy." He screeched at the first 2 dildos entering him. By the 4th, his hole had started to loosen up. Vinny and I stood by both of his sides with Jonas right in front. I held his head and took the mask off to look at him once more. A look that verified everything. "You're not wrong, Rowan. We have met. Remember me? The fag?" Rowan started to struggle. He had no response. Jonas had to revert to how he was to calm Rowan down. "Hey hey don't worry we're friends now aren't we..? We've been getting along so well..." I chuckled and continued to hold his head. "Yeah Rowan. What are old pals for? Don't think too much, you're in a safe space. I'll be back..." Vinny too held his head to assure him that we meant no harm. "Just enjoy the moment. Mark doesn't have to be here. You're not his type. It can be just us two..." "But..but I want him. I need him. Please." Clearly, he was spinning. Just as expected. "If you say so.." The 3 of us exchanged the familiar unspoken look. It conveyed that the plan was going accordingly. Either way, I left momentarily to browse BBRT, hoping to find some last minute tops looking to drop their loads in the area.

I have been twice this week. First evening I didn't see any condom around and guys were fucking and certainly breeding... Second evening it was 75/25. Some young boys insisted on condom so I just walked away. Some guys asked to pull out before cumming so that was a no go as well. But some were total cum sluts and begging for it. At one moment were three white guys lining up for a young cum dump to take turns milking our cocks and taking our babies. If you want bb you definitely will find it there!

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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