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My well used hole oozing cum after getting used all night long by a nasty daddy top

It had been months since id had anything approaching satisfying sex. Id had family staying with me and had been unable to host, and my schedule had kept me so busy I barely had time for work and sleep. With family having left and work suddenly taking a huge pause, I found a weekend with the place to myself and nothing on the schedule. I reinstalled grindr and remade my profile "hosting cumslut" advertising that I was looking to meet as many guys as I could over the weekend. the taps and messages started fast! A saw a profile a mile away, with a pic of a nice BBC in his first message. I sent him the address and kept texting. It only took about 2 minutes for him to arrive, and I answered the door naked. He was tall, surprisingly fit, and I could see his bulge in his shorts. He called me a slut and starting undressing as he walked in. I took a few big hits of my poppers and dropped to my knees, sucking and licking his growing cock in the living room. He had an agressive mushroom tip, and I loved running my tongue along it as he got bigger and bigger. I heard my phone go off a few times with grindr messages, and reached to answer them while still sucking his cock. He laughed and told me I was a special kind of faggot. Faggot is my magic word and I put the phone down to give him my full attention. I swallowed him to the root as he grew to 7, 8, then a rock hard 8.5 inches that strained my throat to handle. He grabbed each of my asscheeks as he began to slowly fuck my throat. After a minute or so he eased out of me and I gasped and choked for air. I took a second to compose myself as he walked behind me and started playing with my ass, sticking a finger in, and slowly pumping it. He told me to grab my phone and get back to it, so I began texting while he eased a second finger into my asshole. I invited another guy over, yet another pic of a bbc on a faceless profile, and I felt something much bigger at my hole. The guy behind me was trying to ease his monster cockhead into my asshole, and it was putting up a fight. I grabbed my poppers and took 2 massive drags in each nostril and told him to make me take it. He obliged, grabbing my hips tight and pushing his cock past all resistance with no mercy. I felt the edge of his flared tip stretch open every last inch of its path through my guts. I grunted and moaned in pain as he took me, squirming and fighting him as he raped the last few inches into my punished hole. I was thankful for his savagery once I felt his hips press hard into my asscheeks. That big head made it feel like an elephant cock was in me as he slowly dragged it back through my insides. I dont know how long he spent working that dick all the way out of and back into me, but we were interrupted by the door. He pulled his cock out suddenly and I gasped, taking a few hits of poppers as he answered my door and invited the next guy in. Much older and much heavier, the second black man casually undressed while my first visitor casually saddled up behind me and sank his fat cock back into me. Thanks to his earlier treatment it now slid in nice and easy. I found myself with an uncut cock presented to me, it looked tiny as I began to suck it, but within seconds I found myself with a meaty 7inch or bigger cock. He was my favorite kind of uncut, where his head is barely contained by the hood when hes fully hard. I struggled with him in my throat as the cock behind me began hard punishing strokes, Digging hard into me and grinding his hips. I felt the familiar warmth deep inside me, making my cock rock hard as my body fulfilled its true purpose. The man behind me withdrew, and immediately our newcomer took his place behind me and slid his raw cock into my now gaped and drooling asshole. I expected the first man to leave, but as I grunted and begged from my fucking he grabbed my phone from the floor and started texting. I was being hate fucked by the older man, his cock effortlessly gliding along my stretched and lubed insides. I begged and begged for his load, and after about 5 minutes I got it, with him breathing like hed run a marathon. When he pulled out I felt an obscene amount of cum drip out onto my asscheecks and the floor. Immediately the man who had just bred me dressed and left, while I found the first holding my phone and jacking off his now hard cock. He pointed to the floor at his feet, and I knew where I needed to be. I sucked his cock as he invited his selections from grindr to my house. I could have been upset, or humiliated, but I wasnt. I was ready. My hole was loose and wet from cum, my throat was filled with the meat of a strangers cock, and there was cock on the way to keep me useful. to be continued

I went to an out-of-the-way park the other day, after work. I walked by a hot big cross fit type guy sitting on the park bench. I went down one of the side trails where it's great to take off my shirt and sit in the sun. I enjoy sitting in the sun after a sweaty dirty work day. A few minutes later that guy from the bench turned up. I unzipped my shorts, he gave me a quick cock suck. I played with his ass while he was bent over. I don't think he was into that so much. I played with his dick a bit and it was pretty hard, so I got him to stand up and I rubbed his cock head in my ass. He got into that pretty quick, so I rubbed some spit on his cock and he got into it. He fucked me pretty deep pretty quick, I had to brace myself and get used to the size. After a few minutes, I could tell he was getting close. I thought he was going to pull out. I told him to keep his cock in deep when he cums, he got the message loud and clear. He doubled down and went deep. He busted his load. He tidied up his clothes and took off, to finish his run I guessed. I sat back down and enjoyed the warm afternoon sun. Another dude walked by, but I was not into him, I was kind of worn out. I went for a walk in the forest for a bit and then went back to the clearing to get some more sun. After sitting in the clearing for 20 minutes, the first dude came back. I stood up and went over and had a play with him. My cock was rock hard. He pulled his shorts down and pulled his shirt up. I got in behind him and rubbed by cock in his ass. He grabbed my dick and rubbed it in his hole. I dropped some spit in there and pushed it in. We went at it for a few minutes, I rubbed my hands up on his pecs those CrossFit types a re well built. I got close and groaned and breathed deeply he knew I was close. I unloaded deep in his ass. It was a good afternoon getting some sun in the park.

Last Friday morning just after I’d pumped my daily load up Drew’s arse he said it’s about time I took his load. It had been a while so I said “ok, sort out something for Sunday” Sunday came and he got his 2 buddies, Dwayne and Ryan over. Drew wanted me in the sling and had it set up. I like wearing my black army boots when I’m in the sling so I got them on and got in the sling. The 3 boys were naked and hard. Dwayne put my ankles in the stirrups and he and Drew pulled my feet up high and my legs wide apart. I was well horny at the sight of 3 hard cocks. Drew kneeled between my legs and spat on my hole - fuck he even licked my hole which I love. I was ready and it was Ryan who was first up. He’s got very hairy over the past couple of years and his cock looks amazing, really thick, about 6 inches, veined and surrounded by thick fur- he stood between my legs and shoved into me balls deep. I grunted as I took his shaft up my arse. He pumped me for about 5 minutes and shot his load in my hole. He pulled out then Drew fucked me - he’s getting to be a good top. He masturbated me while he was fucking my arse - he made me cum and I shot my load just as Drew was fucking his sperm deep in me. Dwayne was next and he has the biggest cock by far - thank fuck I had 2 loads lubing my hole - he slid in easily but I really felt his cock stretching me open wider than before. He took longer to cum - about 20 minutes he fucked me before he seeded me. My hole was open and full of cum but I felt well satisfied.

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.

Tbh as a top it’s the first question I ask , if the bottom doesn’t answer directly ( it’s a simple Yes / No question) I’ll just assume he’s a time waster and more on. just this top’s perspective

Hey guys- staying a few night at Canyon Club and then CCBC for 5 nights staring Mon 10/23. Lets meet up and fuck and share some cum.

I still remember the first time. I was shocked and thrilled. I thought I was going to have a gag reflex, but my hunger took over quickly. The only problem I have sometimes is if they piss astir than I can swallow. It’s never my intent to spill a drop, but I don’t mind feeling that warmth on my body. My enthusiasm to catch up hopefully is a step towards my top’s forgiveness. 😈

I get that we all have our kinks and they're hard to explain sometimes, but honestly, this sounds so very much like fifth grade girls trying to find out if Johnny likes them without asking Johnny if he likes them.

I love sucking cocks, its one of my favorite things to do. But the thick tip of this strangers cock was really straining my jaw. Hed put my phone down a few minutes earlier, and the first of the men hed invited was actively behind me working his cock into my ass. He was latino, his cock was big. I was kept in the lap of my first visitor while the newcomer came in, undressed, and wasted no time getting behind me. He wasnt as big as the cock I was sucking, and slid in without resistance. I felt warm squelches as cum frothed around his dick. The man in my mouth was kind enough to cum, holding my head back and coating my tongue while I got fucked. Another of his invites was arriving, and the latino pushed my face into the floor and fucked me deep while our newest addition was led in. I was pulled up roughly, and a white cock was presented for me to suck. He wasnt big, maybe 6 inches, but he fucked me like my mouth was a pussy. Between these two men I was in heaven, and I caught the first visitor of the night on my couch, filming the whole thing on his phone. Small cock was the first to nut, asking for my ass and the latino beind me was kind enough to give it. He busted fast and I sat back down on the latin cock full of a fresh load. small cock man packed up and went After a minute or two of fucking from both ends, I stood up to catch my breath, and suggested we turn my foldout into a bed to make things easier. During the process another two men joined us, both older white men, in their 50s. Neither was in great shape, but as they undressed they showed cocks that were nice and fat, with one of them packing what grew to easily be 8+ inches. Soon enough I was on the bed, with my first visitors fat black cock parked in my asshole, two white cocks in my hands, and a latin dick exploring the depths of my throat. I got no warning from the man in my throat as he began spurting fat globs of cum directly into my stomach. As he left the black man pulled out from behind me, and one of the older white men took his place. Soon I had these two old men at either end, fucking me nice and slow. I was happy to get some rest, but sadly it was shortlived. The man behind me came in less than 2 minutes, and the other took his place. His cock was the longest of the night, and was hitting depths I hadnt felt yet, but he too came in about 2 minutes. As they dressed I saw that fat black cock still hard, still ready, and straddled him. Cum drooled out of my hole and all over my legs, I felt it squish between us as I eased onto his cock. Cum really ran out of me as his big head pushed its way in, and I rode his wet cock, reveling in the disgusting sounds my cum drenched backside made as I did. I spent maybe 20 minutes riding his fat cock until he finally grabbed my hips and started to grunt. His second load was just as awesome as the first, but unlike the first time he dressed and left. He saw me putting on underwear and told me I wasnt done, and to wait like a good faggot. I put a pillow on the floor and knelt, watching him leave. I pickd up my phone to find out what else was in store to be continued

You'd have been more than welcome 😈

Love to get my nose and tongue round those cunt lips and up that sloppy hole.

Name: JAYBO, PIG, Hole, anything Cell: 864-425-5883 A location: Gaffney, SC 29340 Times you're generally not available: always available Age: 42 Height: 5’11” Weight: 200 Ethnicity: white text me any time, if i can’t host i will meet anywhere, in public, hotel…anywhere…

I am 100000% with you. I've let it consume me and I adore it. I cannot stop. I feel amazing about it every time I do it.

This is sort of a tired, well-worn topic (see: dozens of similar threads in this forum alone), so I'll recap what I've said before, short and sweet. 1. Monogamy is hard. That doesn't mean it's not worth the work, for some; it does mean you can't just declare "okay we're monogamous" and expect smooth sailing. 2. Cheating is not something that ONLY occurs in the context of monogamous relationships. Cheating, literally, is "breaking the rules". If an open relationship has rules (not with a mutual friend, not with a coworker, not more than X times with a single individual, not at home in our bed, whatever) and one person breaks the rules, that's cheating even if they're open. 3. As such, cheating is far more about dishonesty to your partner than it is about sexual monogamy. If you can't live up to an agreement with someone when you're in a committed relationship with him, then either it's the wrong guy for a relationship, or you're just not cut out for an adult relationship, because you're untrustworthy. 4. Yes, some guys get off on cheating. To me, that's like saying "I get off on stealing wallets from other guys' gym bags" or "I get off defacing other people's houses at night." It may be a true statement, but it doesn't change the fact that it's a shit thing to do. I simply do not understand why guys so regularly get into relationships while knowing they're completely incapable of living up to the relationship commitments they're making. Just stop. There's no shame in being single and playing the field. There is shame - or certainly ought to be - in shitting on the agreements you willingly made to be in the relationship in the first place.

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.

editor's note. I think this is a weak chapter Pozzed While Cruising 9 I ate some lunch in silence reliving my last week wondering if I was going to poz or not, whether or not I was infecting other guys or not. I sat there in the Union in a booth at the back of the cafe with a full on raging hard on. I knew then my answer was to keep going on. I was having some of the best, sluttiest sex ever in my short 18 years. I was opening myself to a world of any load anytime. I knew I was not going to make it through my last class without getting off, but I hunkered down. I was determined not to cum until I ran into Josh or made it to the last cruise spot of the day. I ran into Josh as I walked to class. I could tell he was a little embarrassed, but we chatted as if nothing happened the night before. It was funny to see girls in class flaunt over him trying to get into his pants, but he seemed to deflect them one by one. He gave me a wry smile and I told him to meet me after class. Class dragged on like you would not believe. The professor droned on and on. He finally wrapped up the class and thank god it was Friday. Josh sat at his desk talking football with one of the guys while he waited for me to make my way to his desk. He brushed off a few bimbo’s. As we made our way out of class. I asked him if he wanted some more of last night's fun, but nearly completely anonymously. He nodded. I said, “follow me!” When we got to the bathroom door where it all began for me. I gave him the lay of the land. I instructed him to take the center stall and if the person next to you taps their foot, that means they want a blowjob. Go from there. I could only hope Jake was already in there or would be here soon. I led Josh into the bathroom and pushed him towards the middle stall. I could see under the last stall that it was Jakes’s shoes under the divider. I had Josh right where I wanted him. I got into my stall and looked underneath and Jake was already tapping his foot and Josh was answering him. Jake was was on his knees in no time with his hung white cock under the divider and Josh was slowly jerking it and getting on his knees to suck him. I was halfway to accomplishing my mission. I had faith in Jake to close the deal. Josh may be the QB stud on the field, but behind closed doors he was just a Jock Twink. Jake had his cock Josh’s mouth, and Josh was really getting into it. He had his pants down around his ankle and was stroking his cock. I heard Jake invite him over to his stall for a more intimate encounter, but Josh hesitated. Jake spoke just above a whisper, “listen QB get your faggot ass in this stall now or else!” Josh did not need to hear anything else. He literally crawled under the divider to be with Jake. I heard some additional slurping from my vantage point. I could see Josh being bent over the toilet and Jake getting behind him. I knew my job was done. I had delivered my first gift to Jake and his crew and I had more planned. I could hear Jake fucking Josh and Josh was loving it. I could hear Jake use the same words on my Josh that he did to me like “gift”, “tainted” and finally “take my poz load QB slut”! Josh took it all. Never once questioning what it all meant. Jake spoke aloud asking if I was still there. I had moved over a stall to watch Josh take Jake’s special gift. He told me to bring QB Slut and be at his apartment within the hour. Josh tried to excuse himself, but a stern look from Jake shut him down. I knew what Josh had in store for him, and for myself I was of course looking forward to it. Jake smacked Josh on the ass, looked at me and left. Josh fingered his hole and licked his fingers clean of Jake’s gifted jizz. I offered to rim him. He nodded and I made my way over to his stall. He sat down on the toilet and lifted his legs. I got down on my knees and licked at his well fucked hole. Jake came a ton and I am sure I was getting a bit of Ty in there as well. Just then we heard the outer door open up and I had just enough time to get between the wall and the toilet so that it looked like only one person was in the stall. Our new visitor must have been a cruiser as well as he took the stall right next to us and within seconds he tapped his foot. I prompted Josh to tap back, but he shook his head no, but I persisted. Josh tapped back. From under the divider snaked a Latin python that was over 9inches long. Josh nearly dove head first onto it. I watched in awe as he tried to deep throat it. I had to have some of that. I joined Josh on his knees, and I heard the mexican guy gasp that there were two sluts sucking his cock. We gobbled his cock for a few minutes before he asked if we could take this little 3way someplace more private. I answered yes. I brought him to Jake’s More to Cum Love the hot chat email me Joey

Pozzed while Cruising 8 But Josh was going to be the starter. I had to get Ty to the apartment to convert him as well. Was he just fucking guys due to the lack of real pussy or was he really bi. Time would tell. Pozzed While Cruising 8 That night, I had one of the best night sleeps I think I have had in a long while. I leaked cum all over my sheets. I woke up the next day a sticky mess, but I loved it. I peeled my self out of my curusty bed thanking the gods of lustful sex my roommate was gone. He would never understand my wanton lust of cock, of poz cock. I trudged off to the shower to wash off the sex from the previous night. I had the shower to myself. So, I was in and out without incident. I got ready in my room. I was hoping to see Josh in class today and introduce him to Jake and some of his friends. I, also, had another guy in mind in another class, but my white whale would be getting Ty to crossover. I sat in my first class and my mind just wondered about my afternoon class. I even chubbed up at my desk as I daydreamed. As soon as class was over I went into the Union where I knew there was a cruisy restroom on the 3rd floor. I thought I would head there for some “lunch”. This spot was on the third floor down a long hall for banquets that anyone rarely used anymore. It felt that to be here you had a reason to be here or were up to something. I thought I was a bit of both. There was someone just ahead of me walking in the same direction. I could not make out anything about the guy but that he was tall and a bit lanky. I was a good 100 feet behind him. So he had plenty of time to get into the bathroom and get comfortable. When I walked in there were 4 stalls, 3 urinals and the first and third stall were taken. So, I did what any good cocksucker would do. I took the one in the middle. The first thing I noticed was the two large gloryholes on each side of the urinal. They were nearly big enough to put my hand through. I dropped my shorts and lightly tugged on my ever-hardening cock. So if they were looking they would get a good view of my cock and know what my intentions were. I sat down on the toilet. I looked to my right through the glorlyhole and there was a guy already on his knees sucking off another guy. So, I immediately panned left and there was a huge black cock poking through the hole just waiting for me. I leaned and started sucking his large cock. He spoke,”yeah, I knew you was a cocksucker the way you followed me in here.” I honestly wasn’t following him, but I sucked his thick dick a little harder to affirm his notion. Meanwhile, in the next stall. I was hearing a bit more shuffling. I could not turn my head to see, but what I heard led me to think the boy that was sucking is now about to get fucked. I pulled off my black monster to ‘catch’ my breath, but I wanted to peak in on the other stall. What I saw was Jake forcing his thick poz cock into a twink of a guy without a condom. I boned up a tad more. I heard the kid, the twink, ask for a condom, but Jake assured the kid that he trusted the kid was clean. He was only going to put the tip in. I chuckled as I leaned back in to serve the bbc before me, but he withdrew his log and knelt down to ask me to join him in his stall. I thought he wanted to fuck me, but instead he just did not want the wall between us anymore. I sat on the toilet and he proceeded to fuck me face for the next 5 minutes. I gagged, choked and coughed as he fusked my throat. He was ruthless with my mouth and throat. He announced he was going to cum. I pushed his cock deeper in my throat as cock pulsed and unloaded in my mouth and throat. Meanwhile, I could hear the twink grunt and take Jake’s hung tainted meat in his ass. I grinned to myself as my throat fucker told me he was here often. He’d like to see me again. I nodded and said anytime. I could hear Jake fuck the twink harder and quicker. From my limited experience with Jake, I could tell he was getting ready to cum. The twink asked him not to cum in him, but I knew that was not going to happen. I moved back over to my stall as my throat fucking bbc left me just istting there with a hard cock. I watched Jake bang away at the twink. He saw me watching from my stall. He flashed me a thumbs up. He gripped the twinks thighs, pushed his cock deep inside and came a huge toxic load. I could see the fear in the twinks face, but at the same time his cock erupted leaving a puddle on the floor beneath him. I sat back and thought about jerking my rock hard cock, but I chose to save it for my last class of the day. I was hoping to run into Josh and maybe Jake or one of the poz crew. “What does that tattoo mean?” I heard the twink ask Jake. “Oh, it is just biohazard tat, it means nothing, I just thought it was cool.’ I heard Jake replay. “But what about the plus sign?” the twink quizzed Jake. Jake just laughed and told the kind, “google it!” And then Jake opened the door and hustled out of the bathroom. The Twink looked at the hole and saw me watching. He put up his hand over the hole and I took that as a hint to leave. When I got outside, Jake was nowhere to be found. I had a good appetizer, but I was still hungry. So I went down to the Union main hall to grab some lunch. More to Come I love your hot feedback Reach out to me if you want to chat or more Joey

I was awakened sometime later by a deep voice and a hand pulling the plug slowly out of my pussy. He told me Jake said I could have a turn and that you would not care. I rolled over onto my back and spread my legs and guided his thick long cock into my dripping cunt. Pozzed while Cruising 5 My new faceless and anonymous fucker easily slid his thick cock into my gaped hole. I thought for a quick moment where did he find all these thick dick friends. I knew I would be a regular in this apartment if they let me. He drilled his large cock back and forth in and out of me picking up his pace as he went along. Soon he was pulling nearly out of me and driving it full force back into me. I tried to slow him down, but he smacked my hand away. I am going to add my tainted load with the rest of them, you little slut. I was hard again at his verbal abuse. I slowly jerked my hard cock as he slammed away at me. I begged him to breed me. “Poz me…” I heard myself whimper. It was the first time I knowingly admitted that I wanted their tainted loads. I begged him to cum in me. I hear the door open and light from the hall streamed in. I could see 3 or 4 guys standing there. My original top told me to repeat myself, but louder. “Poz me” I said just above a whisper. “Louder!” he demanded. “Poz me!” I said with more authority. “Louder! Cum Slut or he’ll pull out and we’ll kick you out” he exclaimed. “POZ ME!!!” I said loud enough to be heard around the block. He flooded my torn up and now obvious pozzed cum filled ass. He collapsed on top of me. I felt his beard scratch my neck. HIs thick dick retreated from my cummy hole and I leaked from my gaping hole. He soon got up and tossed me the plug. I knew full well what to do with it. I dragged my worn and well-fucked body from the stranger’s bed, got dressed and followed some voices out into the living room. I must have been a site with my hair all over the place and my clothes all wrinkled, and they were all chatting like I was not even there. Jake, I assumed, was the guy that first fucked me in the bathroom and then brought me back to the apartment along with 3 other guys which two of them fucked me. I was pretty sure of one of them because he was the one with a beard. He was a black guy and fucking HOT. They finally took notice of me and Jake welcomed me to the club. I asked if they were really poz and did they just poz me. He assured me they were and that I was, but it was going to be OK, and that I would soon get all the cock I ever wanted. He asked if I wanted more. I shook my head yes. He then instructed me to strip and get in the middle of the room. I slowly stripped out my jeans and t-shit down to my boxer briefs and Jake motioned for those to go to. They watched a basketball game on TV while they were spread out on the couch and the recliner. I stood there naked while I slowly got hard again. That is when the guy next to Jake pulled out his cock and nodded for me to come over and suck him. I got down on my knees and swallowed his thick cock and by the taste of his meat. I could tell he had been in my ass or someone’s ass recently that just made me suck him even harder. That is when I felt a tug at my balls and Jake shifted on the couch and someone got behind me, pulled the plug from my abused hole and slid his cock back into me. Then Jake spoke up…”if you ever want this treatment ever again, if you want to be a part of this club, you must come by once a week and bring a new boy with you as often as you can to submit to our and your needs. In a couple of days or a bit more, you are going to get sick, come back here as soon as you can and let us know, but it is essential that you bring new meat with you.” He continued, “ you can find them like I did you in several restrooms on campus, those are the popular ones, but almost anyone is ideal ‘breeding’ ground’ for picking up and converting guys. Most just want to get sucked and this is where your thirst for cum will be helpful, but we need more guys like you to fuck and breed. Do you agree with that? Nod if you do? I mumbled with a fat cock in my mouth and nodded the best I could. He ordered everyone to hurry up and send me on my way because I had work to do. He wanted my first victim in two days. My mind buzzed on how and who I was going to ensnare in my trap and truly wondered what I got myself into. I worked myself and was fucked into another orgasm as my cock erupted shooting my load all over the carpet white the cock in my mouth shot volley after volley into my throat where I had not choice but to swallow it. I was soon rewarded with another ass full of cum. I walked home with a plug shoved deep in my cunt and every boy that I saw becoming a potential target for the “brotherhood”. I got hard…again Hope you guys like this one Love the hot chats and emails from some of you NWiJoey@gmail.com

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.

We had an office in LA, and always made a side-trip to SanFran when there was area staff meeting out there. San Fran was magical - almost too much to take in. There was so much of everything - like a triple smorgasbord of every facet of our queer lives .... I think Gay San Fran just burned itself out from the sexual heat of it all ... sort of like too much of a fantastic thing. Of course, hiv ripped things apart too, and maybe the magic in the air just never recovered .... I don't know .... but I'm damn glad I got to experience some of it.

I usually hit Amsterdam, Hamburg, Berlin, and Barcelona (and maybe some side trips from those cities).

There is deep, anti-black colorism and racism in Latin culture. And this includes Cuba. An quick YouTube or google search will show numerous Afro-Latinos lamenting this. Many of these people bring racist attitudes with them from their countries. In Florida, we see this playing out.

It’s largely dance-oriented, but it does have a large and thriving darkroom once it gets going.

Just be honest. Tell him what you want from the start.

I have a strong desire to drink from the tap, but find this is sort of the "last [banned word]." Even guys who say they are willing to go along or even eager to serve me, seem to be shy about actually delivering. I get that you both have to be in the mood (and the piss top needs the urge to piss) but wondering why this is so hard to make happen? In the meantime I am practicing drinking my own piss, I've lost any gag reflex or disaste and can easily chug a full jar. Anyone else do this to tide you over until you can drain a hot tap?

Hot! Keep going!

I‘m heading to Torremolinos for 4 nights next week just to see what it’s like- I haven’t got great expectations as it’s out of season. But it’s stupidly cheap and it seems that most of the bars and clubs are still open, so I’m hoping to get something at least. Who knows? I might be the only bottom in a sea of horny tops on a day trip from Malaga… one can but dream 😂

I used to be a skinhead a number of years ago. Had a skin mate who used to come round and brutally fuck the ass off me. Just the sort of sex I like. Still got my Docs, bleachers and MA1 jacket. Can't bear to part with them. They were part of a period in my life I can't forget.

I feel spiritual sometimes about my obsession with cock, that sucking cocks is my purpose on earth. Making a man cum is experiencing something that was given to us from a higher power. When he ejaculates, and when you experience his ejaculation, you are both experiencing a moment of the highest pleasure one can feel on earth, a manifestation created by a higher power that designed us and led us to be men in these bodies, with our dicks and our desires. Feeling the weight of it in your hand, holding all of his thick meat, knowing you have so much power over what he's going to feel. Love the musky smell of penis, it's so manly. Cock is such a fun playground of the senses. Licking his hard shaft up and down, wrapping your lips around that smooth but hard mushroom head, flicking your tongue on the sensitive part under it and sticking it into his slit to get that sweet precum out. Polishing that knobhead, all the flavor of your slut saliva mixing with his fleshy meat combined with the smell of being buried inbetween a man's legs is intoxicating. Tickling and licking his sack with his precious cargo in it, taking each of his testicles into my mouth and rolling them around to feel their full size. That's always a moment where I think to myself, "Wow you're crazy man, you have a man's balls in your mouth right now and you love it. You're such a dirty faggot." That's when I'll realize how dirty I truly am because this is still not good enough. My mouth has been all over his cock and balls, but I still need more. I need hot sperm too. I need the sperm from inside these balls rolling around in my mouth right now, I need it to work its way out of there into a hot load of semen. And there's no question that I'm going to taste this semen, in fact I'm going to eat it. To me, this is the biggest advantage of cock compared to any sex with women. Not only do you get to suck on a schlong and enjoy all the texture, tastes, and smell of it, but you actually get something in return for your work. At this moment, I get so turned on by how much of a pervert I am, because I'm doing all of this ultimately for the ending, the treat at the end of every cock sucking session: a load of freshly made hot sperm. And since I'm a true cocksucker deep in my soul, I need to taste it, I need to eat it. I want to swallow his DNA, eat all of that hot jizz full of his sperm made inside his balls. And you know the beauty of it all? You only get to experience this after you've pleasured a man's penis. You only get to taste a load, to feel hot sperm in your mouth, at the very same time that you're making a man feel so incredibly good. Every spasm of his cock, every spurt of semen that hits your faggot tongue, that's your proof that he's in heaven with pleasure. When I think these thoughts while tasting his load at the same time, it makes me shiver in pleasure myself knowing that this thick, salty, warm, one-of-a-kind flavor is all of that pleasure and satisfaction leaving his cock and balls. What a joy it is that I get to actually eat and swallow that energy. Penis and semen are like two sides of one amazing coin. What a genius thing the universe made.

No good deed goes unpunished. It was a rough fuckin' night. The streets were being pounded with thick sheets of rain and I'd managed to get soaked through running to cover under the bus stop shelter. It was empty but for a smartly-dressed middle aged guy. As most people do, he initially avoided my eyes when I entered the shelter, so I took a seat on the hard steel bar and looked out at the rain. It didn't look good for me. While the rain might stop, there would likely be a biting chill, and that could spell real trouble for a guy walking the streets soaked with rain. I must have looked as bleak as I felt because the man seated at the other end of the bench looked-up at me and asked "You okay?" I was surprised, and aroused when I met his eyes. He had a square face with large grey eyes spaced perfectly under thick black brows. He had black and grey stubble that I immediately imagined scratching my asshole while he tongued me. My cock was starting to thicken, but I kept my face neutral, approachable even. I smiled at him and replied "I'm good. A little wet, maybe, but what can you do?" "You got anywhere to sleep this evening?" My options were limited. The guy I stayed with on nights like this was out of town. We had a gentleman's agreement for bad nights like this: I'd clear my ass out and take as many loads as he wanted to throw into me. Sadly though, business called and he'd fucked off for a few days. I missed him a little when he left. I'd only fucked pussy before he pozzed me, but it was ruined for me now. Sex for me was dumping my toxic swimmers into a hairy, healthy hole. Unless he was charging me up with his poison wad, that is. There was one other guy I stayed with from time to time. I stayed away whenever I had the choice. True, I got to fuck his hole in exchange for a bed, but the guy was pure fem and always made me wear a condom. He'd made it clear after one 'mishap' that if I ever stealthed him I'd never get the bed again. Or his hole. But who gave a shit? "Looks like this is my hotel for the evening." I said, laughing as I gestured to the filthy shelter around us. "What about the shelter on Park street?" The homeless shelter which had kicked me out after they'd found out who was deliberately spreading the gift around. Not that they had to look around for long. I don't look very healthy, you see. Meds for me were something I wouldn't take even if I could. I got a sick joy from loading up some poor hole with my gift. My gift that could change the recipient's life forever. "Too late in the night. They closed the doors a few hours ago." We sat in awkward silence for a few minutes while he thought something through and I discretely tried to see the shape of cock through his trousers. I could only see the curve of a fat head. "You can't sleep here. You just can't." I moulded my face into an expression of surprise, careful not to let the grin inside show on my face. At least I wouldn't have to call on the fem. The bus ride was quiet enough. And brief. Within twenty minutes we were at the door of an apartment building by which I had often passed. It was one of the nicer spots in the city - all fresh paint and polished windows. Bill, (as he identified himself on the bus ride), the Samaritan, entered a code on the box outside the door and we took an elevator up three floors and walked to the door to his home. As we entered the apartment I was taken aback. The space inside was huge and open plan, the type of apartment I'd thought only existed in TV sitcoms. Before either of us said a word, a loud beeping came from Bill's coat. He pulled an electronic pager from his pocket, glanced at the screen and swore, saying "Fuck. Fuck. Listen, I'll have to go." My heart sank. No way would he let me stay here unsupervised. "Is it bad?" I asked. He shrugged. "They don't call me on my nights off when it's not." "So you're a doctor?" He nodded, distracted before calling out, "Graham!" A young man appeared from a doorway. He was young, maybe 18 or 19. He had the same dark brows as his father but he wore his own black hair longer, shaggy and unkempt. He also had stubble on his face that he looked to be growing into a beard. "Yeah, Dad?" he asked, pausing to look at me, the soaked, skinny and clearly not healthy homeless guy who stood shivering next to his Father. "Graham, this is Don. He'll be staying in the guest room tonight. Show him to the shower and fix him a meal, will you?" The boy looked very confused but nodded. Bill nodded towards another room and they both left to talk in private. Clearly the doctor wasn't happy about leaving me here with his son but it didn't look like he'd let that reverse his act of kindness. I've been told that I give off a good, friendly vibe. It's something I've cultivated over the years. When Bill left, Graham and I stood facing each other in silence. Then, he shyly showed me to the bathroom. It was as nice as the rest of the place, white tiles and soft towels hanging from racks. I took a piss and hopped into the shower. My cock had been tucked into the waistband of my torn jeans and now bobbed in the air as I soaped myself and thought about the young piece of ass I'd been left alone with. The shower was an electric one, the kind that made a humming noise while it was on. I didn't switch it off, and after drying myself I sneaked out of the bathroom to get a better look around without Graham following me. I walked through the huge living room and caught the muffled sound. It was a very familiar sound to me. It was the sound of man-ass getting fucked. I crept closer to the noise and found the room, door slightly ajar. Just under the noise I heard the panting breaths of Graham as he tugged on his prick. I grinned to myself and took advantage. I swung the door inward. "Graham, could you tell me where...." Graham looked shocked. He jumped up from his seat and snapped the laptop shut. The wet sound of fucking carried on for a moment before shutting off. He struggled to find something to say while he zipped up his pants. I stepped close and took his hand, pushing it back down and reopening the zipper. Inside, I saw no underwear but a generous bush of thick hair that made my cock strain against my jeans. "What are you...?" I reached in and grabbed his shaft. It was thick. Not so long but thick and mapped with veins. I felt his heartbeat through the contact and before he could say anything I started to jack him. "Open your laptop" I snapped, and somewhat surprisingly he did. After a second or so the video resumed. The boy was into older men, it seemed, which suited me fine. I had about 20 years on him. Bareback porn too, I noticed. How appropriate. "You ever suck cock?" I asked. He shook his head. I smiled. "Time for a lesson." I grabbed his shoulders and pushed him down. While he stared at my crotch I unzipped and pushed my raging, thick nine-incher to his lips. He let it rest there before looking up at me. He was obviously taking in my face, slightly drawn from the lack of meds over the years and the cold, hungry look in my eyes. "I don't...I mean, I don't even know you." "You don't need to," I said before pushing my cock harder against his lips. He opened his mouth and gave it an experimental lick. I took the opportunity to ram my shaft deep into his gullet. He immediately started to gag hard on the meat. The spasming muscles of his throat worked my meat for a moment before I pulled out, afraid he'd vomit. His face was tear-streaked from his gagging, so I lifted him up and told him to strip me. He was uncertain. "Look", I said. "You're gay." He winced at that, which interested me. "You're gay and you've never had cock. I'm here to change that for you but if you really don't want to play with another dick instead of looking it all up online, we could pretend this didn't happen." He leaned in to kiss me then, but my hand was on his chest, pushing him back, saying "You know exactly where those lips should go." He nodded and got again to his knees. As I pumped into his mouth he was battling against his gag reflex. Spit flowed from his mouth and warmed my swollen balls. I sighed in pleasure. This was not exactly how I thought the night was gonna go, but young ass has always been my favourite kind of ass to infect. "C'mon, deeper." I was testing to see how far he'd push himself to please me. He pushed himself down on my cock. His eyes were wide and bugging with the effort of fighting back the gagging. I pulled out and smiled at my slick, stiff dick, bouncing in the air and trailing saliva from the tip. Wordless, I led him to the bed and fell on my back, legs raised. He looked at my hole with desire, opened a drawer and took out a tube of hand cream. He squeezed some onto his cock. I laughed and asked "The fuck's that for?" He flushed and stammered that the thought I was asking him to fuck me. Again I laughed explaining "Boys like you don't fuck hole, they eat it. Get your face in there." He hesitantly walked over and got to his knees. "I don't think...." I cut him off. "If you watched gay porn. You've seen ass-eating, right?" The edge of impatience in my voice made him swallow his protests. He looked at my asshole with uncertainty before moving so close I could feel his breath against it. I felt the tip of his tongue touch my pink. I grabbed him by the hair and forced his face between the cheeks of my hairy ass. "Lick it!" He did. He licked around my hole while his stubble scratched my skin and sent jolts of pleasure to my painfully hard dick. "Get your fucking tongue in there." He made a noise of disgust but he did it. His tongue speared my opening, pushing it in as deep as he could. I could hear the wet sounds of him jacking his shaft. He worked my hole for a while, long past when he started to complain about a sore jaw and numb tongue. My selective hearing didn't pick it up at the time and he obviously didn't want to hear me speak to him with that mean edge again. I lifted his head from my ass and speared it again on my dick for a few more moments of throat massage. I got up then, still with my cock engulfed before pulling it out and hurling him onto the bed. Behind us, the screen of his laptop showed a fist disappear into the hole of a bottom who roared with the pleasure. Oh, I had much to teach this kid. He lay where I'd thrown him, not daring to move. He looked-up at me, a worried expression on his face. I confirmed his fears (and excitement) when I announced "Yes, I'm going to fuck you, and yes, you're going to let me. You want this cock?" He looked at my dick with a mix of desire and naked fear. He nodded. "Great. On your back, like I was." For his own sake, the hand cream really should have been swapped out for lube. There was some friction between the cream and my hand when I gave myself a few tugs. I decided to be generous and stretch him out a little before I slid my prick home. I covered a few fingers in hand cream and slid them in. It was a tight squeeze, and he winced but I'd imagined he'd be tighter. When my fingers came out clean, I smiled at him. "What did you have up your ass today?" He blushed, and his shame was fucking hot to see. He nodded to a corner of the room where he'd left a butt plug and a douche. They stood on a shelf in his closet. "I really didn't have to bother with these then, did I?" I said, showing him my fingers. "Now, look at me." He looked up into my eyes, his own full of arousal and still that fear. I pushed the head against his opening and worked it through until I felt it pass the sphincter. His moan was mainly that of pain, albeit pain mixed with pleasure and surprise. "Wait! Do you have a rubber on you?" I looked down at him. "Hell, no. Don't be so fuckin' stupid, kid. Of course not!" With that I sunk the remainder of my cock into his ass. It felt like my cock was being strangled by the tightness of his insides. Graham had his eyes closed in concentration, willing himself to take the pain that would hopefully turn into pleasure any time now. When I was fully embedded, I held myself for a moment and took the scene in. The hot young man under me was trying to look unaffected by the pain, but if my dick was sore you can bet his hole was in worse shape. I thrust, though and he closed his eyes and gasped in unmistakable pleasure. It was a gentle, experimental thrust to gauge his limits. He took it well. I pulled my cock out until only the head was inside. I thrust back, hard. This elicited a loud yelp from Graham but I scarcely heard him. I tore my dick loose and rammed it home again. When I fuck, I fuck to cum (obviously), and what makes me come was stabbing at an asshole like a fuckin' maniac until I'm ready to spill my gift into those lucky guts. Graham's yelp had turn into one long moan that lilted with every thrust of my hips. The boy was a natural whore. I looked around the room as I fucked, and saw a picture on a shelf of Graham, wearing a graduation cap and gown, standing between two men. The man beaming on Graham's left was his father, Bill. To the right was a broadly smiling, sandy-haired stranger. "Your Dad's pretty fuckin' hot, isn't he?" Graham said nothing, just kept moaning. "Did you wonder what his hole tasted like when you were eating mine?" He looked up now, confused. "That your teacher in the picture with you? Bet you wanted his load too, you fuckin' slut." "That's...aaah! That's my Dad's ex-boyfriend." My cock went wild at the words. I lowered myself until my face was an inch from his. I was covered in sweat from breaking in the virgin hole. "Your Dad likes cock? Is that what you're telling me?" He nodded, barely able to concentrate on my words. "You think he'd like mine?" Graham squirmed. "I...don't...." "Forget it. Final question: I'm HIV positive and I'm about to cum. You want us to stop fucking?" He made a weird high sound but shook his head "Don't stop", he breathed, adding "Don't fucking stop." "Your call, kid," I commented with the grin of a shark. With a roar I punched my cock into him as hard as I could time after time until I felt my balls draw up and my hot cum fly out and burn a poisonous trail up into his innards. He whimpered as he reached down to pound his own load out. I made sure to keep my dick inside him. I wanted that poz load to stay inside for as long as I could. When I got soft I'd use the plug to keep it where it belonged. "Pretty good for your first time, kid." I said, still deep inside his ass. Graham was a sweating mess, and the lazy smile he threw me froze on his face as his mind registered what he allowed me to do to him. I inserted the butt plug into him and led him into the living room area. He fucked off to make me food, wordlessly and obviously in shock after what had happened. While I waited for dinner, my eyes wandered to a photo on a bookshelf, this time one with only two people. Bill and Graham smiling at the fountain in Rome. "Graham!" I called. "Uh, y-yes" he answered from the kitchen. "Your Dad like to take it up his hole?" "I don't...uh...." "Never mind, just get my fuckin' food. I'll find out for myself." I said the last part low, and decided to have a load ready for when Daddy got back. If I had my way (and I usually did) Dr. Bill would have an ass full of my virus before I left this place. He and his son would have a whole lot more in common, and with my help, he'd find a new fuck-buddy a lot closer to home than he could know.

I used to use condoms but always hated the sensation...turns out I'm allergic to latex...but I also always had trouble finding a decent size (being 7x7) so I started barebacking with the bf I had at the time...after I caught him lying and cheating I started barebacking a twink prostitute friend of mine, and never looked back.

lol....uhmm....Secret cum exchange telegram group anyone??? haha 😈 I used to save loads from hot guys that came by for some gloryhole service, especially the ones that insisted on just oral. I'd even label the tubes with their stats and info just so I'd have a better memory of the guy as I booty bumped their cum haha. The easiest way I found to keep the loads well preserved and non-gummy is to first put the tube (transparent) of cum in a UV light box for 5min before immediately popping it in the freezer. The UV doesnt affect the sperm but 5min kills 99.99% of bacteria, including the ones that ferment the sugars in the semen and cause it to smell sour (...yes, you could technically make wine with cum), and it takes about that long for the guy to zip up and get out the door anyways. Also, might sound weird, but I'd put a tiny drop of Pond's moisturizer - the one that contains only glycerin and vitamin e - in the tube beforehand to mix with the cum. The glycerin acts as a cryoprotectant, like bubblewrap to keep the sperm cells from lysing during freezing, and the vitamin e acts an antioxidant to sop up any free radicals released from lysed cells that'd cause the proteins to aggregate and look gummy.

It IS fun ... and one way to make sure there are always DD's around is to never ever waste a load. Keep a couple of pony glasses around in any room you're likely to have sex in, or wherever you like to jack out a load. Tell your fb's to save their loads too. Sperm is precious - it should never be wasted. Some of us have discussed this in detail in an earlier thread: how to store it, keep it fresh, use it when the time cums, etc.

When I first started having sex it was with condoms. Across from my university residence was a well known cruising area. I went down and met this sexy hairy daddy who invited me back to his place. In the car was another guy he had also picked up. We went back to his. I was in the middle kneeling and sucking the other guy with the daddy playing with my hole. The other guy was holding my arse open and the daddy pushed in. I was too turned on to check if he had a condom on but I soon realised he was raw in me and it did not bother me at all after he shot his load they swapped places and the 2nd guy fucked me raw and shot a load in me. I did feel a bit guilty doing it BB but the next time I went cruising I could only imagine being fucked raw… it’s been BB ever since.

After a bit of a medically-necessary hiatus, I got the welcum news that I'm good to go. I was kinda wondering why I'd get applause just walking down the street .... apparently they all knew something I didn't - until the doc's office called. So, went over to Ramrod for a beer last night, before heading over to Slammer. It was door-nail dead. Drove over to Slammer, and I'd never seen the West parking lot so empty. If I get over there later than 10:15/10:30, usually the parking lots are full. Of course I immediately suspected the worst - but once I got inside it was fantastic all over again. It wasn't jammed - but it seemed like every single guy there was a qualified, degreed graduate of Pig U. I always hit the darkroom first, but it was so jammed I couldn't even get in. So, I wandered around for a while. The orgy room was even darker than before - which only poured gas on the burning Lusts of the men packed in there; couldn't get into the orgy room either. The elevated blowjob platform was pretty full, so I went up there, and fed it to what is certainly one of the very best Cocksuckers I've experienced in recent memory; apparently his mouth cavity is naturally large and deep, and I could have easily Bred his magnificent throat, but that's not my main focus. The kid begged, so I told him that sure - I'd catch him a little later - and tried the darkroom again. This time I was able to get in there ... just. The same bottom that's always there was in his same place, taking a load. I happen to like hands, mouths - adding the tactile component to the blackness - not seen, only felt, and I like to return the favor. Finally the Cock in my usual "first-of-the-night" bottom pumped him full, and withdrew, so I had my chance, got down and started mouthing that well-fucked Hole. He'd obviously been taking loads for a while, and it was far, far better than poppers ever dreamed of being. Stood up, unbuttoned the jeans and started getting my Cock into his Hole. He turned his head and said "where have you been?". It's nice to be remembered. The darkroom was jammed, guys squeezing in behind me, and I was focused on doing what I must - and I didn't notice that someone had reached around and unbuckled my belt. The 501's aren't terribly tight, but they're not loose either, and suddenly I felt a hand slipped down my jeans, feeling up my ass. That was a surprise, but it felt good too - and I continued rutting in that lovely Hole. Now. I don't think any guy would look twice at my ass, which is fine with me, but in that pitch-blackness, the visual sense is removed, leaving only the aural, olfactory, and physical touching to communicate/share our Lusts. Never-the-less, I felt a Cock against my ass as I was rutting in my favorite BreedHole, and to my complete surprise, it felt kinda good. This, while other guy's hands were feeling my/other guys chests, arms, bellies, Cocks, back, and I was feeling up theirs - guys whispering Breedtalk in my ear ... it was more fun than it usually is. No, he didn't fuck me - but some other guy had bent down and was licking his Cock, my ass, and combined with all the other tactile pleasures, I couldn't hold back - pumped that bottoms Hole full. I couldn't see, but I think it was two guys that then started eating the bottom's Hole, but there were arms, mouths, heads, Cocks everywhere. It was one of the best times in quite a while. Point: The number of guys there don't really matter - what matters is the Pig Quotient of the guys that are.

I was started on Atripla - which was a royal pain in the ass because you have to time your meals around it - then Triumeq, which had lackluster performance for me, then Genvoya for a while, then Biktarvy for over three years until this failed attempt at Juluca. Now back to Biktarvy. I had no sign of diabetes before I started HIV meds. The only person in my family who ever had it was a great-grandmother. I’m not obese. I eat a reasonable diet, don’t drink, don’t smoke, don’t use drugs. There’s no reason I should have diabetes. I firmly believe I’m experiencing it as a side effect. So, the price I have to pay for keeping this chronic, incurable disease in check…is another chronic disease that has to be kept in check because it’s potentially lethal. Want to know what’s funny? The medicine I’m prescribed to keep the diabetes in check is known to possibly interact with the components of Biktarvy to cause damage to the kidneys. Hilarious. All you dudes out there saying how much you just can’t wait to get pozzed, realize that, potentially, pozzed=diabetes. Pozzed=kidney damage. Pozzed=daily doses of harsh medication. Now, taking that equivalence, apply it to the sentence “I can’t wait to get pozzed.” ”I can’t wait to get diabetes.” ”I can’t wait to get kidney damage.” ”I can’t wait to get to take a dose of harsh medication every day.” Is that what you’re saying? Because that’s what you’re saying.

Yes, I agree. But who says your Lusts simply must be kept a secret? Here's the deal: When you no longer want to be single, you should definitely tell the man you're considering (for a deeper, longer-term relationship) the magnificent truth, and before any commitments are made. Tell him that you anticipate having sex with other men (maybe not how many), and that you don't see that as incompatible with your ability to love and cherish him alone. Sex and love go hand-in ..... (well, more like Cock in Hole for our kind), with human relationships of any depths, and I suggest if you settle down, it's with a man with a similar sexual drive. It worked for me for over 30 years; Honesty can work for every other guy too. Pretending that "outside" sex is able to be covered up is simply silly. They always figure it out, so far better to settle down with a guy that's just as big a raw sexpig as you are. That way each of you gets enough of what you both need, plus you can even share tricks, go out for sex together, if that suits. You won't have the burden of trying to remember what excuse you used, when you used it, on and on. Honesty enriches the soul: dishonesty rots it. By all means get into a long-term relationship with a man that shares your sexual wantonness. But please do it being completely upfront about your sexual needs. It'll be all the hotter for both of you.

I'm horny and impulsive, and there's a lot of hot guys in the world, and some of them think the same about me. Sooner or later we find each other. The more I try to be good and monogamous the more horny I get and the more I'm checking out guys. And you know where it's mutual. It's not that I have any turn on for cheating, it just happens, and the release after being so horny for something with another guy is intense. I rationalise it to myself later, because it was just 100% a fun release with another guy who needed it too, that it's ok because we're both guys and nobody is going to get pregnant or expect it to turn in to some kind of romance, but it's still cheating. But temptation happens. Imagine you've been monogamous for 6 months and then a really hot guy is cruising you, he's exactly your type. I don't feel like I'm choosing, it just happens. We kiss, we stroke each others dicks, things happen. It's best to have a partner who understands, but society isn't accepting about guys who like doing it with other men. Loads of us out there, but nobody really talks about it. There's a lot of great guys who would be an awesome bf or husband to someone, but they aren't good with monogamy. One of the guys I know is an amazing bf to his partner, he loves her and takes great care of her (she's very ill), but he has hookups with guys sometimes. Currently I'm single and that's a good thing at the moment, but I'd like to be in a relationship one day that accepts monogamy isn't suitable for me. I'm not sure that will happen though.

******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.

The biggest HARD monster cock I have seen belonged to the late Joel Taylor of TV show "Storm Chasers". He passed away from a Ecstasy overdose while partying on a gay cruise ship. He was in the closet but liked to "show the beef" on places like Scruff. Guys with a monster should know or learn to open up their partners hole GENTLY with finger massage. One finger, two fingers, until four fingers side by side fit easily, gently massaging the inner opening with lube. The biggest ones will go in easily. I'm sure guys like Joel had to go easy on their partner to avoid damage.

Rentman dutifully complies, dialing the number for Dave and Derek. I haven’t really thought about what my play is here - I’m half distracted by the fact that rentman has put his dick back in me, slow fucking me while watching a different video of Jack and what appears to be half the starting line up of the Bruins football team. Jack is getting railed, and rentman picks up the pace to match the video, but he stops when a voice comes over the other end of the phone. “What’s up dude?” I can hear the deep bass of his voice, as rentman starts to pull out of me - I clench my ass to keep him in place. Rentman looks at me with a suddenly confused look on his face - I haven’t told him what to say. I mouth the words “tell him why you’re calling” and rentman looks relieved. “So I’m playing with this daddy and we’re watching a video you and derek shot with this kid, looks like a blond twink I fucked last spring when I was out there. “ I can hear Derek or Dave - not sure which one he’s talking too - sort of half snort half chuckle on the phone. “Oh i know exactly what boy you’re talking about. Cute thing named Jack. Insatiable. Whoever taught him how to fuck should get a fuckin nobel prize.” I smile, taking pride in a job well done. “Do you happen to have his number?” I don’t know why rentman is going this route, and I clench my ass again to get his attention. “Tell him who you’re with” I silently mouth to him, while feeding him a shotgun. “Never mind the number, so actually, you’re probably not going to believe this, but I’m with the guys dad right now.” “Hold up dude what the fuck are you talking about ?” I can hear the defensiveness in Dave’s voice, wondering if this is some kind of setup. It is, but not the kind he thinks it is. I finally pipe up, saying “Hey, is this Dave? Or do you prefer David? My name is Anthony, I’m pleased to make your acquaintance. And I wanna thank you for the way you’ve been taking care of my Jack while he’s on the coast. I’m thoroughly relieved to know he has a couple of guys he can count on when I’m 1,000 miles away.” Still suspecting a trap or a setup of some kind, Dave is neutral in his response. “He’s a good kid.” Rentman breaks the tension when he suggests we move the conversation over to facetime. A moment later, I’m staring at two gorgeous Black daddies, Dave and Derek, both of who are clad in their jocks and holding nice, clearly custom made pipes. I notice a needlecap in the foreground, hiding in front of the laptop they’re talking to me on, and it gets my dick so hard thinking about these two guys pointing and pounding the shit of Jack. I take a long rip off the bong to get the conversation flowing. I had rentman position the phone so that my fully visible in the mirror behind us, dick getting harder by the second. Seeing my cock getting harder, and the three or four big rips I take off the pipe, reassures the two daddies and they take a few hits themselves. Dave takes his dick out, Derek starts absentmindedly fingering himself. “So I do have a question to ask… How long has Jack been partying?” Derek answers the question with another question, “How long has he been getting fucked by his daddy?” He asks it to no one in particular, but obviously meant for me. I totally understand their reluctance, this is a weird fucking situation by any objective standard, and being black men in America, there are any number of ways this could end up hurting them whereas there’s almost no scenario where I get in any real trouble, other than being a social pariah in a my part of Texas. “To answer your question, I’ve been fucking him since he turned 18, or roughly five minutes after he turned 18.” “He really gets into the dad son stuff, now I can see why,” Dave seems more open and loose with me, and shows it by answering my original inquiry. “We met your boy a few weeks after he got out to LA. One of his classmates had gotten him high and he found us on BBRT.” That explains it. These guys didn’t give me off the vibe that they were into corrupting anyone. “We invited him over, fucked for a couple of hours, and then broke it down to him, not to do this shit too much, make sure he stays hydrated, eats something decent besides snickers and cheetos,” at that, I can’t help but snort. That’s been his diet forever, even despite the rigors of being a football player in a Texas high school. “We had him sleep it off so he wouldn’t be going into day three, and when he woke up, cocky little fucker that he is, asked if we had anything to eat.” “He’s told me a lot about your cooking.” I’m a tiny bit jealous; I considering myself a gourmet level cook and it’s been ages since Jack raved about anything that came out of my kitchen. Work these issues out the right way man… on your boy’s ass. I think Derek, taking a break from fucking the kid they had over - Jack’s not their only twink - senses what I’m feeling and says “he raves about his daddy’s cooking.” I appreciate him saying that. “Come to think about it, he raves about his daddy’s cock too. I just thought it was all that pervy incest shit guys jerkin off too.” As he says this, an idea that’s been slowly working it’s way through my brain turns into lighting. “How much do you think you could make off filming me fucking my son?” Derek laughs a little. Dave just whistles. I think both these men understand the look of seriousness in my eyes. Only rentman thinks I’m joking. “How would you see this going down?” Dave asks? “Well, I think it starts with Junior and I having a little sesh by ourselves. I’ll give him his first slam. He has just kept to smoking, right?” Both Dave and Derek nod yes, an invitation to continue. “After I point him and put the first of many loads up his cunt, I’d have rentman join the party while I sit back and pretend to get other guys. That’s when you guys show up and take turns dicking him down.” “With you so far,” Derek says, the hard dick in his hand saying the exact same thing. “Last, I’d have this deputy sheriff I know - he’s fucked Jack before - Come in and give him one last load before I come in and finish the job.” Derek shakes his head,” It’s gotta end with a gangbang or an orgy. After you nut in your son” his dick oozes a big drop of precum as it involuntarily jerks at the notion -- all of us come back and we turn the boy out. Maybe fuck his daddy side by side with him.” Derek flashes a wicked grin at me; I know whose dick I’d be taking in that scenario. “How much do you think we could clear. And when could you be in Texas?” “Well, could be in Texas day after tomorrow. Assuming you can provide all the supplies,” at this, I turn to Rentman,who now not only thinks the plan is real, but is seemingly on the verge of cumming the whole time we’re talking about it. I keep watching him edge himself, and I’m amazed he hasn’t cum yet. One more thing for me to take care of tonight, I think to myself though in no way do I consider this a chore. I’m a little sore from the earlier dickdown he gave me, but I’m determined to have him cum in me just like he came in Jack. Rentman nodds, he’s already texting his guy about getting a QP. He also assures me that we’ll have all the points, bongs, dick pills, everything we could possibly need. That leaves one last detail: getting my son’s consent. Dave and Derek, doing their due diligence, ask me one last time if I’m truly serious about this.”You know all the blowback you will get. Run out of your church, probably run out of your county. Might have to move out of state. Your business will suffer. Your names might be in the paper, on TV, on TMZ. You really up for that? Is junior really up for that?” I know I am. I’m tired of the tech life, I have more money than I could possibly know what to do with - besides spend a lot of meth and hookers - and I’ve always wanted to be in front of the camera. But I can’t make that decision for Jack. He has to make it on his own. I got the privilege of bringing him into this world, I got the honor of being the first man to give him the dick he deserves, but I can’t be the man who decides his future. That’s his job. My boy's a man, I think to myself. “That’s what he and I are going to discuss tonight.” Derek and Dave nod, and wordlessly disconnect the facetime feed, no doubt going back to the twink waving his ass in the air begging to get fucked. “Let’s pack up. You down to come back to my house with me?” This time, It’s rentman who lets the the lusty, deviant smile across his face answer for him * * * The drive to my house would ordinarily take a little over an hour. Tonight, tho, it takes nearly four hours because rentman and I stop and play a couple of times. Turns out, he’s always wanted to film a slamming video in a truck stop restroom. Being the good son of Texas that I am, how could I not oblige him? We pull into the truck stop alongside a couple of big rigs. Younger guys driving the trucks, and by the look of em, they know how to fuck. We both eye them lustily, I even lower my sunglasses to make sure they see me ogling them. One of them flashes a grin, the other nods more discreetly as he adjusts his bulge. Definitely seem like our kind of boys. Rentman has me rent a deluxe shower - he has so much cum and crystal dried onto his skin, we’re getting looks from the families we pass on the way into the shower area. I get my key and open up the shower, and it is deluxe. There’s a mini steam room, bamboo cabinets for our clothes, top flight toiletries you usually only find in high end hotels. Truckers like their comforts. Rentman - curiously,I still haven’t asked him his name, nor has he proffered one - slowly peels off his clothes, showering while I put together the sluttiest ensemble I can from the bag he brought. I settle on pink mesh tank top, black levi cut offs that I cut even shorter, a pair of chuck taylors and a gold rimmed smokey sun glasses, the last because I love watching a guy’s pupils dilate when they point. We set up our little stage, and using my phone for lighting (and a portable blacklight he brought with him which turned the hot pink mesh into a neon pink), we’re ready. I click record, and come in close to where he’s prepping his arm. My erection is already jutting, and with one fluid motion, I swipe my shorts off and free my aching cock. Rentman pulls out his rig, sticks it and once again registers quickly. I’m leaking precum like a faucet, my dick involuntarily jerking to the spurts of crimson that fill the barrel of the needle. Rentman lets out the sexiest fuckin cough I’ve ever heard, and strips his clothes off in front of the camera. He eyes my rock hard dick with a desire that borders on pyschosis, and immediately swallows the entire thing. He gags himself on it, refusing to pull off until the rush subsides. When he does open his mouth, my cock is glistening with his saliva, his tears, and probably a little cum - I pointed myself while he was sucking my dick, and I almsot aways nut a little when that happens. The shower is covering a lot of the noise, but I do hear something that perks my ears right up… two nearly identical coughs coming from the next shower over. Brazenly, I open the door and walk right over to the neighbors, knocking politely. I slipped my cowboy boots on,as well as a cheap hat rentman had with him, so the younger, lustier trucker opens the door to see me… Cock hard, ass puckering, a little blood still on my arm, with nothing but cowboy boots and a cowboy hat on. “Excuse me. Sorry to bother you.I wanted to save a horse…” The trucker gets my humor, and opens his door wider. “Then good thing you found yourself a cowboy to ride” is all he says, once again flashing me that million watt smile I saw in the parking lot. In no time, he has me bent over, licking my asshole and putting one, two, three fingers. “Dude. Just fuck me already.” He grunts a little, and mugging for the camera - rentman followed me back into the younger guys shower suite. He’s beating off ashe records, but he’s got his cock nice and slick --looks like he already claimed someone’s nut, maybe the other trucker -- so he’s holding the camera fairly steady, despite the long,caressing strokes he’s giving to his cock. I have to admit,I do love his dick. It’s long and thick - obviously - and veiny without being all about the veins. But what I love the most is that even though he’s uncut, his cock is too big for his foreskin and hishead sticks halfway out. The soft, almost bubblegum like pink of the crown, contrasted with the caramel tan he has over his whole body. I love sucking on his cock, and once we’ve got the slam footage, we quickly forget the cameras, shuck the remainder of our clothes, and go to town on each other’s cocks. I have the middle dick, after rentman.His is abouut an inch longer,mine about a half inch thicker. Younger trucker can’t figure out which one he wants first, so he takes turns licking and sucking the length of our shafts. Precum is freely flowing from my cock, enough to where I feel confident younger trucker is going to be able to take my dick with no lube. I have rentman go to town on his ass --he really has a passion for eating ass, and I nearly cum thinking about what it will be like to watch him hungrily devour my boy’s cunt. And that reminds me… I need to get Jack in the right headspace. So I prop my phone up against one of the bamboo trays, and I begin facetime him. I can see from the corner of my eye that he’s answered the phone, and it getting it good and hard from… the Sheriff? Perfect, I think. Although that may be a little complicated by the fact that I’m bringing a quarter pound of product home with me. That’s tonight’s problem, I tell myself. Right now the challenge before me is to get Jack fired up. Clearly, it’s not going to be a big deal. “Hey sport. I’m heading home shortly. I brought a present for you. He’s balls deep in the trucker whose face I’m sitting on. Oh, hey Andy.” I wave to the SHeriff’s deputy, who doesn’t break his rhythm at all thrusting into my boy, blowing me a kiss. “Hey Andy, can you give me a call when you’re back at the station? I got a ticket needs fixin.” Andy nods emphatically. He doesn’t look too fucked up, but I can see Jack has been partaking. I decide to tease the night a little, taking a big rip off a pipe off camera, and blow the smoke into the field of view. Steam? Vapor? Smoke? If Jack notices, I’m sure he’ll play it cool. But he’ll be wondering, especially in his twacked out state. Once more, my boy catches me by surprise. “Nice clouds old man. Maybe I should teach you how to blow a smoke ring on that beautiful cock of yours. Now get home and get that fuckin dick in my ass right now.” I’ve said it before, I’ll say it again. My son is one cocky motherfucker. And it gets me so fucking hard. In a moment, I figure out that Dave or Derek must have let the cat out of the bag. I’m tempted to call them and find but decide that Jack is my son but not my child. If he can consent to his daddy dicking him down long and hard and over and over, he can sure as fuck consent to what chemicals are going into his body. I suddenly want to get home very, very badly. I want to feel my cock sliding into my boy’s cunt. I want to hear him moaning “thank you daddy”over and over, I want to feel his whole body shudder and cum when I unload in his ass. I want to see the lust in his eyes when he ostentatiously bends over to lick every square millimeter of my cock clean after pouding him senselss. I want to see him with my cum streaking all over his face, and his cum blasting all over the both of us. But after slamming, I don’t feel entirely confident to drive. And I sure as fuck aint gonna sk rentman. Young trucker can see the look of concern on my face and shoots me a silent “you okay?” “I’m too fucked up to drive, I want to keep playing, but I also want to get home and fuck my son.” Young Trucker doesn’t even blanch. “Bro, have I got the solution for you.” 10 minutes later, he’s driving my truck onto his flatbed. Turns out he’s on the return leg of a drop off, and I was so fixated on his smile and his bulge I didn’t even see that he’s not hauling anything. 10 minutes after that, I’m naked in his bunk with rentman, and young trucker. His older buddy was driving the return leg, and let his younger friend in the back have some fun. Turns out young trucker and I are pretty sympatico, judging from the videos he played of him fucking his step son, his nephew, and both his own sons. As I watched the first of many, many cumshots young trucker gave to his eldest son - he loves a good facial - I knew I was making a friend for life. I also knew that when I made it out to Austin I’d be fucking his sons, just like he’s about to fuck mine. * * * The rest of the drive went by in a flash.I nutted twice, and so did rentman. Young trucker bested us all with four loads. “I’ve been pent up cause I aint got my boys around.” A dirtbag after my own heart. My house is set far enough back to where we could simply hop out of the camper rig still naked, still covered in cum. I can hear Jacck in the house - the boy likes to hear porn sounds as loud as possible. I think it’s one of the first videos we made together, me fucking him in the shower. I check the time on my phone; Derek and Dave won’t be in for another couple of hours. Assuming Jack hasn’t been lit all weekend, things should be blasting off right on schedule. I walk in through the garage, and there’s Jack bent over the dinner table, lazily eating a piece of pizza. He’s a brazen bottom, I think as I give his beautiful, carefully sculpted ass a firm smack before bending over and licking his hole, kissing it like it just came back from war. Jack shudders in delight,a soft moan escpaing from his mouth. I give his ass a much harder smack, and this time he yelps. He’s definitely not used to the rough treatment from me. “Get your ass upstairs, we have a few things to talk about.” Jack obeys, wagging his perfect ass up every step, making sure that in my horned up state, I can’t stare at anything else. He’s surely heard the other voices in the garage, but he doesn’t ask, doesn’t even acknowledge. My boy is not only beautiful, he’s brilliant, and he’s figured out that I’ve figured out he parties. Even money he’ll be smoking when I get upstairs. And if I had taken that bet, I would have lost. Not that he didn’t have stuff or the implements to smoke it with. “I wanted to wait for you. I’m sorry daddy, I know I should have told you I started doing thiis. I didn’t want you to be disappointed in me” He looks up at me with puppy dog eyes he knows I can’t resist. Yes, I’m being manipulated here, but I’m being manipulated into doing something I’ve lusted after. I’m going to get high on meth with my son, make him suck my cock like he’s done a thousand times before, bend him over, shove my aching prick up his pristine, beautiful, velvety ass, and fuck him until I cum and he begs me for every last drop of my load. And I’m doing it on film, with two of the porn industries brightest talents supervising the lighting, the sound, the angles, even the jockstrap my boy wears and the pair of sunglasses they decide to have me wear. Some cheap ray ban knock offs - I can never resist a good 10 dollar pair of gas station sunglasses. Jack still has no idea they’re here, or at least I think he doesn’t. “Ok boy, we are going to get high. I’m going to fuck you like an animal. You’re going to have my cum dripping out of your hole when the next guys have their turn.” I can see the excitement and anticipation in his eyes, but also the slightest bit of concern. “Don’t worry, you know them. Or all but one of them.” I begin casting my phone to the tv in our bedroom, it’s me fucking rentman. I’m in the shower at the truck stop, and from the pace of my thrusting, I’m pretty obviously fucked up. Jack sees it and starts to ask a question, but I cut him off. “Your asshole isn’t going to wash itself. Go clean out. We don’t want any accidents on camera, particularly with the professionals waiting downstairs to fuck you after I’ve had my way with you.” “Yes daddy. But wait to smoke with me when I get out? I want to get high with you tonight.” he says as he saunters into the shower. So here I am, packing the bowl and taking a few rips. I know he asked me to hold off, but I’ve been lit since yesterday afternoon and I need to keep my energy levels up. And I also need to prepare for what’s about to happen. I’m about to get my son fucked up by shooting him up on meth. Then I’m going to fuck him, hard, long, and in as many positions as I can think of, all in front of a camera that will broadcast my - our - depravity to the whole world. In a few days, I won’t be remembered for the tech I’ve developed, the charities I’ve donated to, the young women and men of color I’ve helped launch into an industry that refuses to get any less stale male or pale. No. I’ll be forever remembered as the dad who had the fucking balls to fuck his boy on camera, make a couple of million off the tapes, and retire to a life of debauchery and drugs and dicking down my only son. And who knows? Maybe we’ll find him a nice Russian bride, someone who won’t ask too many questions, and we can take turns fucking her until she’s pregnant. My cock is like a steel beam, and solid mass of granite, as I think about what it would be like watching my boy sink his cock into his son, feeling my grandson lick my dick clean after fucking him nice and gentle. I am so fucking hard. I picture what his cum face will look like, and I actually shoot my load right then and there. Just as Jack opens the bathroom door. “Hi daddy. I’m ready.” He’s one step ahead of me, as per usual. He’s got two syringes and a tourniquet in his hand. I fucking love my son.

First bareback fuck was my first proper fuck. I'd recently got my driver's licence and used to "borrow" mum's car to go for "practice drives" but was often going to meet up with guys from the personal ads in the local newspaper (we're talking 1979 here! 🤷‍♂️). I was naked with guy I'd met a couple times, sixty nining and such like. He was sucking me and rimming me. I was just eyes closed, legs in the air and blissed out when he stuck his hard cock in me and started fucking. It was the *most* amazing feeling I'd ever had up to that point and blew my mind so much I've been addicted to being fucked ever since. Even though I'm fairly hung myself. Anyway, it didn't take too long for my tight virgin arse to milk his cock to explosion. 💦💦💦 Leaving me with a wet pool of love inside my love tunnel which was absolutely on fire with feeling and incredible lust. 🤪 I only ever got fucked raw for the next few years until about 1984. Then condoms only until about six years ago when I started taking PrEP. Haven't had a condom since then. TBH I didn't really notice any difference in feeling with condoms as a bottom. I certainly do feel the difference when I top, which is making that experience more enjoyable lately. But that's pretty rare, and usually only in group situations where I feel I have to contribute to the overall experience. There's so many bottoms in this world! 😃 So, the question of whether to bareback or not simply didn't come up my first few times. It just wasn't an issue you considered back then. The reason I wanted to return to it and absolutely love it now is *cum* 💦💦💦 and the more holistic experience of having it everywhere - inside me, on me, down my throat and rubbing it all over my arse, face, pits, chest. Especially when soaked all over in sweat from sex in hot weather. 🤪 Love it!

Why I started barebacking? Wel I didn't started it.... it happen to me when I was young and I had my first real sex encounter, experience and lost my (cock) virginity at a local public toilet with gloryhole and it was bareback. My cherry got popped by an much older/senior 65+ years red headed gay guy. At that time when the encounter happend I did not even think about.... I HAVE TO USE A CONDOM OR HAVE CONDOMS WITH ME.... I was bursting with hormones extremely horny every day and wanted to experience my first sex and shoot my load. After that I kept on visiting that toilet and found out that it was a cruising/hunting place for gay men. I visited that place almost every day and every day I got my orgasms (1 or 2) mostly by fucking ass or get sucked and never ever did my cock get a condom pulled over. On all these anonymus gloryhole encounters the person on the other side wanted to have my cum stayed up the mouth or ass. And I enjoyed that very much. I was not interested in age, looks, weight, hygiene of the person on the other side of the gloryhole, I was just interested in what pleasure, enjoyment, horny stuf that person would do to my cock to let me shoot my load in whatever hole you was using. So I still never ever carry condoms with me so if the other person wants me to use a condom.... that person has to provide it and has to put it on my cock. At that time he will notice that my cock goes completely flat.... I will have and will not get an erection because I just don't like condoms. The person can than decide to have it bareback or just walk away. My cock will find another bareback hole for sure.

It's not easy to explain, but there are occasions when I'll allow a guy to fuck me. The prerequisites though, are what I call a serious "connection" to the man, which happens rather scarcely. I don't like getting fucked, but if the guy really wants to, and the ineffable "connection" is there, well .... ok, and don't dawdle. I can't imagine any guy wanting to Breed in my ass anyway - there are millions of far-better asses out there than mine. It's entirely dependent on the "connection".

I dragged my teeth along his cock. He slapped me and told me to watch my teeth. I cleaned him off. He told me to give him 20 minutes and then come to his room. I finished my shower, dried off, went to my room, pulled on a jock, some workout shorts and a T. Pozzed While Cruising 7 I was at his room in 19 minutes… I lightly knocked on the door. Someone from inside yelled that it was open, so I slowly opened the door to see the up-and-coming jock freshman QB on his knees sucking off the starting stud freshman linebacker in their dorm room. He ordered me to lock the door, stripped down and eat some QB ass. Josh, the QB, looked back at me with a weary eye and that is when Ty the linebacker assured him that I was cool and that he just fucked me in the shower. I was going to eat his ass as he was going to finally learn to take it up the ass whenever TY wanted it. I could tell Josh tried to object, but when he opened his mouth Ty stuffed with his huge black cock. He had just bred me about 30 minutes ago, but he was again rock hard and ready to fuck again. I was hoping he would fill me again, but I am sure Josh was in his sites tonight. I still had some poz loads buried deep in my hole. I am sure one of them would fuck out of me. I thought how could I get one or both or these guys back to the apartment and convert them. I could not believe I was thinking like this just yesterday I was damn a condom nazi. Now, I had loads from 7 or 8 guys in me and some of them I did not know their names. I tossed my T-shirt and shorts back by the door and knelt behind Josh and licked his ass. He moaned a loud whore-ish moan. I thought anyone walking by the door would hear. Ty urged me to continue. I got in there. I was tonguing his hole and slipping a finger here and there into him. All at the urging of Ty to add another finger and to eat his ass, spit on it. I had nearly 3 fingers in him when Ty asked him, “What do you want me to do QB1?” Josh looked up at him never taking his cock out of his mouth and mumbled, “fuck me” “What do you want me to do?” Ty repeated. Josh pulling Ty’s huge cock out of his mouth and said, “I want you to fuck me with your big lineback cock and breed me!” Ty ordered me to get on the bed and Josh to straddle me with his 7 inch white cock dangling in my mouth. Josh almost immediately went to fish out my cock, but TY told him no and that I was there for guys like them to use. Ty got to use Josh and me and Josh got to use me. I was disappointed but I understood. Ty got behind Josh and ran his cock up and down his ass and plopped it in my mouth to get his wet. I did my best. I was ordered to suck Josh and Josh was allowed to finger and eat my ass. Ty slowly pushed his cock into Josh while Josh began to beg him to stop. Ty reminded him that he did ask for it and that Ty needed the QB to be the D’d bitch. This was going to happen no matter what he did it was all just a matter of time. Little did they both know what I had in store for them. Josh’s ass finally opened up and Ty’s hog of a cock slid into the freshman QB. Josh let out another moan of a man in heat. Just as Ty hit bottom Josh filled my mouth with his negative. He thought I brought him off, but I know it was that huge dick of Ty’s that did it. I was already working on a plan to get Josh alone with one of the guys from the group. I had Josh in one of my classes near where I had met Jake. I was thinking how I could get the two together and maybe poz the whole football team. Ty brutally pounded his thick hard cock into Josh. I could see some pink forming around his hole. I ran my tongue along the underside of Ty’s cock. Josh fingered my hole. I could actually feel him get hard again. Ty pumped a thick load into Josh for just having dumped one into me less than an hour before. I sucked on Josh’s cock and cleaned Ty’s prick and Josh joined me. In the last few days, I had turned into a wanton cocksucker, craving bareback assumingly poz cum and was willing to lure other guys into it as well. Josh asked Ty if I could suck him or if he could fuck me. Ty pondered for a moment and allowed Josh to mount me for his entertainment. I was about to get the 7 or 8th load of the day in my slutty pussy. I know I still had some poz cum deep in me. I knew though that if Josh fucked me he would meet in the bathroom after class. My plan was being set without me having to really work it. But Josh was going to be the start. I had to get Ty to the apartment to convert him as well. Was he just fucking guys due to the lack of real pussy or was he really bi. Time would tell. More to CUM I hope you guys are liking this story I am always up for hot chat and/or phone/skype and meeting locally Hit me up Joey

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“Sit right there boy,” he growled, “I’m going to go change and I’ll come back for you in a minute.” He left me sitting on the bench as he went to another row of lockers, my heart was pounding and my hands were shaking, somewhere in the back of my mind a little alarm bell was going off but I my lust silenced it. I needed him inside of me. My hole twitched at the thought and my cock was straining against my cumy underwear. He came back a few minutes later with a wifebeater t-shirt on and a pair of dark blue sweatpants, that didn’t quite manage to hide his bulging cock. “Follow me boy and I’ll take you home, I’ve got the whole day off and I’m going to take my sweet time wrecking your hole for anyone else.” My legs shook as I stood and I followed him on unsteady legs out of the gym. We left in silence, once on the pavement we turned the opposite direction from my house heading north up the street. He walked fast and I trotted along, trying to keep my ass clenched, not allowing a drop of cum to escape from my hole somehow knowing that would please him. His apartment was only a block away from the gym and he soon ushered me past an uninterested doorman and into an elevator. His apartment was the last one at the end of the hall, and once we were both inside the door he practically slammed it shut behind up. We stood there for a long moment, just far enough apart to not be able to touch one another. He pulled his shirt off over his head, revealing the powerful toned muscles, the pale flesh, the dark red fur, and the jet-black tattoo. My heart pounded even harder feeling as if it would burst right through my rib cage. He smiled at me and having already kicked off his shoes pushed his sweat pants to the ground. Feeling the need to mirror him, I shucked my shirt and pants standing just in my wet assed boxer briefs looking at him in all his glory his obviously erect cock fighting against the tight fabric of his white briefs. “Chuck,” he said. “What?” “My name.” “Oh, Allen.” “How many men have bred you Allen?” “Four, that’s all? Well you are more of a natural pig then I thought if you’ve only been fucked by four guys and already you’re here about to start begging for my cock,” he paused, and took a small step closer to me, “How many loads do you have in you right now?” “Four from this morning, and a few from last night. The couple that I spent the night with bred me quite a few times each,” I said, letting my naughty secrets start to spill out of me. He took another step closer, closing the gap even more, “So you’re hole is well lubed with cum, ready to take my cock.” He rubbed his crotch. “Yes,” I said breathlessly, “I want you to fuck me, I need your cock, I’ve been dreaming of your cock.” “Do you know what this means?” He pointed to his tattoo. I nodded. “What does it mean then?” “It means that you’re POZ.” “That’s right boy, are you ready to take my POZ load.” The little voice in the back of my head screamed, “RUN” a little louder but I answered, “Yes.” “Yes what?” “Yes I’m ready to take your POZ load. I need to feel you unload your POZ cum inside my hole. I need to feel your heat filling my body. I need your cock, please fuck me.” “I told you you would be begging for my cock in a minute,” he smiled wickedly, “Take your shorts off, and then get on your knees.” I pushed my underpants down and kicked them off, falling to my knees in front of him. “Now slowly get my dick out,” I reached out and slowly pulled his briefs down till his cock strung free of the waistband. I had imagined what his cock would look like a lot, especially over the past twenty-four hours but nothing I had imagined was a glorious as the real thing. Thick and heavily veined with a thick mushroom head and a long shaft, it burst from a thicket of dark red pubes, and below which hung a pair of large cum laden balls just begging to be drained. He kicked off his briefs and said, “Well don’t just sit there and look at it get the damn thing in your mouth boy.” I opened wide and swallowed his cock as I was told. My jaw stretched wide I bobbed forward and back his cock head slipping in and out of my throat. Two large hands came to rest on the back of my head, drawing me forward slowly forcing me to keep more and more of his cock in my mouth. “Get it good and slick boy, that and the cum in your hole is all the lube you’re gonna get from me.” My hole twitched and I started bobbing faster wetting his cock with my sit. Eventually he tore his cock from my mouth and pulled me to my feet. He led me to the bedroom and tossed me onto the bed. Grabbing my ankles he forced my knees into my chest, leaving my hole exposed to him. His cock brushed against my well-fucked pucker, warm and hard and teasing. “Look into my eyes boy and don’t look away I wanna see the moment you first feel my POZ cock enter you register in your eyes.” I looked up at him, losing myself in his brilliant green eyes as he rubbed his spit slick cock up and down my furry crack. After just a few moments of teasing I felt the pressure zero in on my hole, becoming a focused coming to bear of strength he started to press his cock head against my hole. My ass offered little resistance and his cock head quickly began to press into my sphincter stretching it open across its bulbous top. Chuck kept his gaze locked with mine as I struggled to keep my eyes from rolling into the back of my head. His cock slid steadily, its way made slick by the large amount of cum that still lined my guts, inside of me. I felt as though I could feel every vein, every lump and contour of his fat cock sliding deeper and deeper into my hole. Finally all eight and a half inched had sunk into me and his ginger pubes rested against my own pale furry cheeks. “You feel that boy? Feel how easily my POZ cock slid into your hole? If you weren’t made for taking loads you would never have been able to take this fat meat so easily.” He flexed his cock inside of me, “You like having my POZ cock inside you boy?” “Yes.” “You want me to fuck you now?” “Yes.” “Breed you?” “Yes” “Yes what?” “I want you to fuck and breed me with your POZ cock.” “As you wish.” He pulled his cock from my hole in the same slow deliberate manor that he had pressed it in, allowing the head to pop out too and then with the same inescapable pressure slid back inside. The veins of his cock tickled and pulled at my hole sending electric wave up my body. I started groaning, begging him to fuck me in earnest. Chuck just smiled and kept slow fucking me for another minute before all of a sudden he slammed the full length of his cock into me with the entire force of his body behind it. I practically screamed. Then it was on, Chuck closed his eyes lost in the pleasure he got from plowing my hole, as he kept his promise of wrecking my hole for anyone else. I had never been fucked like that, I had never felt so connected to someone who was fucking my, I had never wanted someone as much as I wanted him in that moments. The room became hot and the smell of cum and sex filled the air, I felt beads of sweat drip from Chuck’s bucking body onto mine but neither of us cared. The sound of slapping flesh combined with we sloppy squish of my hole was the only sound in the room same my occasional whimper as his cock forced its way past my second sphincter. Chuck was a beast, he hammered away full force at my hole for nearly twenty minutes never missing a beat before he said, “I’m about to change your life kid. I’m going to flood your guts with the first of many POZ loads.” “Yeah give me your POZ load,” I pleaded. “Here it come slut.” Chuck bottomed out in me, the head of his flexing cock bursting past my second sphincter, his load firing deep into my guys. I felt the same heat as before but this time it was like the pleasant burn of whiskey going down your throat. Chuck’s load filled me like I had never been filled before, all of those loads before were somehow less powerful, less fulfilling. Chuck growled as he finished and ground his cock into me, working his load into my hole. “Oh my god,” I panted, “That felt amazing. “Don’t worry boy, there’s plenty more where that came from,” he flexed his still hard cock inside me, “We’ll get a half dozen or so of my loads pumped into your guts and then I’ll see about getting a few other POZ tops over here to make sure it takes.” Slowly, his cock never going down or leaving my hole, he began to fuck me again.