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After a weekend busing my family back home I was starved for sex, and needed a good dicking down. After my husband left for work I got on the apps and started for search for raw cock and cum. There was a sexy business traveler on Grindr, a top that “loves bareback” (his hiv status was blank, my cock stiffened at the thought of extra risk) just my type. I send him an horny message and a picture of my ass; he responds that my pics are hot. then switch over to Sniffies. By all of the business hotels there is a hard cock looks like it is made for my hungry hole. I shoot off a quick message and picture. I get a prompt response “you whore, just chatted with you on Grindr🐷” so I knew he was interested. We do the standard chat back and forth, negotiating time… he says he just got to his hotel room and needs to eat before he fuck, he also prefers sloppy seconds so I get find a load while he is eating. I’m never one to turn down a multiple load day, so I keep stalking the apps. I find a dude that fucked me once before but couldn’t cum. He says he has a big load built up and is ready to bust in my ass. He gives me the address and directions to the hidden key so I can get wait naked inside for me. He asked if I was living room or bedroom, I say living room because it makes me feel sluttier. I get to his apartment and in no time I am on my knees throating his thick Latin cock, feeling it stretch my throat and enjoying the sounds of him moaning as i get stupid on his dick. He’s playing with my hole, and I’m huffing the poppers and I keep sucking. He bends me over in the middle of the living room and dives face first into my ass, after brief rim session he bends me over the back of the couch and plushies in to the hilt in one push. He pounds away while I continue to beg for his load, he has an amazing loud orgasm deep inside me. He pulls out and there is one last pearl of cum on the tip of his dick, “you want this too” he asks. Not one to turn down cum, I drop to my knees and clean it off. With out any other words spoken input on my cloths and walk out the door. I get on my phone “load one in, coming your way” I get to his hotel, thankfully no key cards are required for the elevator, I take a huge hit of poppers before I knock on the door. My sexy bull answers the door in a tshirt and boxer briefs, hard as a rock. We have a quick make out session before I strip down to my jock for the second time in 30 minutes. He gets his phone to take pictures to send back to his friend; showing off his newest hole to conquer. His dick is a little thinner than the first one but MUCH LONGER. And he is fucking my throat deep and holding it there till I gag. Which just promos him to pull it out and force it back in, while taking pictures of the bitch in heat that is is owning. We are both getting into this game of “gag thr fag” me looking up at him with a hunger in my eyes, him looking down on me calling me a worthless slut as he shoves his down down my throat. As I’m looking up at him he spits on my face and I take him down past my tonsils. At this point he has had enough foreplay and is ready my my hole. Before I know it I’m on my back ankles on his shoulders with my nose to the brown bottle preparing myself for the anal assault that is about to happen. Usually I prefer to be bent over to take cock but the dom top wants want the dom too wants. He gives me a good firm fucking. Never shying away from going deeper and fucking hard. I am hitting the poppers like crazy and he takes a bit too. I know this mean to brace myself. He continues to fuck harder and deeper. Than stops stays inside for a second then pulls out. I ask if he want to cum “ I already did” is is response. We have breif small chat as I get dressed to head home. I kept thr load in all night long, never talking my husband about hr double feature brewing I had. When I woke up in the morning to take a piss a huge glob of pink tinged cum plops out of my ass into the tile floor. I wipe it up before my husband wakes up to notice. I asked him later that day about his status and just just gives me a non committal ☠️ so I know his toxic babies were swimming in my guts

I picked up the phone that startled me out of my sleep. Still groggy and only half aware I grunted a hello. "Dad?" The voice on the other end questioned. Took me a minute but I realized it was my younger son Jason on the phone. I was more than surprised since we hadn't spoken in a couple of months. He was still living in England and going to school there. He had turned 18 and with the money he had inherited had bought himself a house in a small village near the lake District in england. "Jason, I just woke up from a nap. It's good to hear from you. What's going on?" I said. We started chatting like we always do just mundane stuff. Weather, what we're doing with our days, his life in England, and that sort of stuff. But as we talked I zoned out a little bit and started fondling my cock. I went back to my thoughts of him watching Kyle and I fuck. Thoughts of Jason wanting his dad to fuck him and breed him and bring him into the poz brotherhood. My cock quickly filled to full mast and precum started dripping from the head. I smeared the pre-cum around the head of my cock and started stroking while listening to my son talking about some kind of school event or problem or something. All I could think of while he was talking was how good my cock felt with my hands sliding up and down the thick veiny shaft and rolling around the tip of my cock. Visualized Jason's furry ass. He always had such a sweet bubble butt covered with fur. While he was talking I had this image in my head of him on his stomach and me between his legs. Me leaning down to that sweet ass pulling those buns apart, bringing my mouth to his hole, licking sucking his ass as he begs for my cock in his ass. I am close to shooting another load when I hear Jason saying my name over and over again. "Oh yeah, sorry son, I think I nodded off again. It's been a hectic couple of days." I said to him as I continued stroking my cock keeping that fantasy of eating his ass warm "So, dad, there's something I need to talk to you about." Jason sounded really serious and vulnerable. "I'm actually in the States right now and I want to come by and stay with you for a while." "Of course, Jason," I said." When will you be here? There's a whole suite for you in the new house. You can come anytime. And stay as long as you want. I would love to have you around for a while." Jason said he would be here in a couple of days. And we said our perfunctory goodbyes. I dropped back on my pillow my hard cock still in my hand, that image of Jason's sweet furry ass still open to my tongue and fingers. I gave myself over to the fantasy and in it I worked his hole with my fingers until I had four fingers pumping in and out of his ass. Then I nailed him and started pounding his body. Shoving my cock deep deep into his hole. Passed his second sphincter. Deep as I could get it into his body. In my fantasy I was HIV positive and toxic. I kept telling him Daddy's going to give him his gift. Daddy wants him to be a part of the family. And as I shot my load deep into Jason's furry body i heard him crying out for my toxic seed. My cock exploded and I shot rope after rope of cum up over my chest and into my mouth. In my fantasy those ropes of toxic, spewing up inside my boy's body. Filling him with virus. Virus that already was penetrating his body , working its way into his bloodstream, making him toxic like his dad. I shuddered and squeezed my cock hard."Fuck," I moaned, "Oh my sweet son, I want to give you what you want. I want to make you poz. I want to give you a strain you can carry back with you wherever you go and spread our family everywhere." As soon as I came down off that high, I knew one thing. I had to go get myself knocked Up so that when Jason stayed with me I would at least have a chance of giving him some charged up family seed I wanted nothing more than to get knocked up and then fuck both of my sons until they come up positive. Together we would manage the family strain, stay healthy, open our toxic kinship to others who want to join in.

It's a little long and poz only at the end the story is leadup. Igot contaced with an old FB and we organised a session for the next week. I'm a married middle-age bttm guy but as we have a family doctor I'm not on prep So only play with those that are. the week roles by with me getting more excited as I don't get to play with Gary as much as I'd like due to situation. the day rolls round and I leave work for a day time hookup. getting to his place he hasn't changed he's a charismatic hot silver fox with a lean hot body and from memory a thick cock. before we get to his room he offers me a drink to help relax and we catchup in what's been happening. during the conversation we talk about status n playing bare and he's still neg on prep while I'm just neg. reaching forward he pulls me into a kiss saying he's going to breed me deep n flood me with cum n more, horny I just kiss back younger searching as we grind against each other. pulling back he skulls his drink and suggest we get started. I finish mine In a couple of gulps and we head to the bedroom where he strip me and pushed me down to suck his cock. 7.5 thick cut and perfect for my ass n mouth, I suck and gag in it like I'll die if I don't have it. it was semi solid when we started and after 5 mins of sucking licking it's rock hard. pulling me up we kiss n grind our naked bodies, cock against cock as he's grabbed my ass cheeks and squeezing, I know he wants to fuck me now. we part and I head for the bed, getting on all fours he grabs my cheeks pulling them apart so my hole is exposed and open to him. leaning in he licks and tounges my hole I groan as shivers go down my spine. he's going deeper with his tounge and I can feel his beard rub against my ass and all I can do is groan and push back. sliding one two three fingers in with spit only he's opening me up asking if I'm ready for his cock. i just say fuck yes I need you in me now. hearing this he slaps his cock against my hole and I'm hot in anticipation. as he applies a little lube and I feel his head slip in. a little pain but once he's past the first hole I'm in heaven and the pounding starts. we fuck in a few positions finally having him with me in my back legs up over his shoulders as he's balls deep pounding me looking in my eyes till hs squirting in me. squeezing my ass to milk him I try and get every drop of cum in my ass. pulling out he goes to the other side of the bed sits and breaths out.i reach for his cock rolling over to him and start to suck him clean. I'm on my belly now so all his load just drains deeper into me and I'm in bliss loaded and sucking cummy cock. looking down he grabs my hair saying what a great ass I have and he'd love to share it with some other friends he plays bare with. we talked about group before so he knows I'm open to it, I just nod and continue sucking his cock. Grabing his phone he organises his friends and says they will be here in 5 so keep sucking. they arrive and let themselves in and the first I know is when two hot 50+ silver daddies are watching me from the door. looking up their introduced as Brad and Dave and I'm told to keep sucking they will make themselves comfortable. continuing to suck and Focus on the cock I have they strip out of eyeshot and Dave comes and sits on the bed next to Gary offering his cock, it's 8 thick and pierced. I just stare and smile as I reach for it. as Brad grabs my ass and start eating me out. I just groan in pleasure as in pig heaven. brad tells gary how much he loves a sloppy hole as he teases my hole with his cock. I feel this cock and push back as I want it in me and beg him to fuck me. Sliding in he says he's not going to last long in a cummy hole like this as he bottoms out. it causes me a little pain but he's hitting places that have never been hit and I just push back with each thrust . I keep sucking Dave and Gary as my ass is slowly ruined. As he get close to cumming Dave can see this and lifts my head and tells me to beg for brads load. I just push back more saying fuck me, breed me,give me that load. this pushes him over the edge and he rams one powerful thrust into me that makes me see stars as I feel him shudder n squirt inside me and he holds it deep in me as I feel warmth flow into me, he slowly continues to fuck me just not as violently but i have to stop sucking as I hang my head to recover as I'm shaking. Dave gets up and in a minute replaces brad as i feel another hard cock slide into me.he tells me if I liked what brad did he'll do just as much and they are both multi cummers. I lookup at Gary I say i love his friends and they can be invited anytime to. it's at this point brad sits down flopping a cummy blood flecked pierced cock in front of me. But what I'm looking at isnt his cock it's the biohazard tattoo above his cock. I'm shocked unable to speak but I must have squeezed my ass muscles as Dave says yeah now he knows... I look at Gary and he just says "that's why I'm on prep". I'm shocked but he continues, "they asked if I knew any pozs cumdumps and I thought of you. we just needed to make one change, and by the look of brads cock that's definitely happed and daves will only added to it " I'm shocked but looking as brads cock I know there no going back, I turn to Dave who still has his cock in me staring into his eyes and tell him to fuck me up and poz my ass. turning back to brad I look him in the eye grabing his cock saying I hope you have more than one load in this and start to such him hard again. ...

Years ago...like probably 7 or 8 years ago... I had finally succumbed to my need for cock and cum. At the time I was in my mid-30's, married with 2 boys, decent looking furry guy, bearish, 5'10" 170# and nice fat 7" bone that blasted big loads. And I was (and still am) a minister in an evangelical mega-church. Not a well-known one and small in comparison to alot of them. My slide into gay sex started like alot of guys like me - checking out dick pics, then porn, then furtive hook ups in parks and tearooms far enough away from home not to be recognized. I loved nothing more than sliding my lips over a fat dripping cock sliding through a hole in a cubicle or toilet stall or porn store booth. I progressed from fucking with condoms to fucking bareback as a top. The first raw fuck I ever had was with a legal high school kid in a public park. He watched me walk into the wooded area behind the toilets and followed. He was about 5' 8, br/br, buzz cut and smooth torso. No six-pac but fit and firm. I stopped about 50 yds into the trees and pulled out my hardening cock. He wasted no time, stripping off his shirt as he approached me and sliding his board shorts off as he stepped in front of me. So young and smooth and oozing sex. I wanted him...bad. We started making out, sucking each others cocks, he started feeding me poppers. When I was flying and moaning like a whore he flipped around and backed his sweet hole onto my bone - all the way to the root in one swift motion. His ass was so firm and round and fuckable. And it was cummy. I didn't realize it at the moment. His hole was just slick and warm and I was so buzzed on poppers I didn't give a fuck about rubbers. I pounded his sweet hole. Pulling almost all the way out and pushing back in. Speeding up and slowing down. Grinding in circle. He was moaning and spewing more filthy talk than I had ever heard. "Breed me. Rape my boyhole. Make me your bitch. Pretend I'm your son and your forcing me to take it." Making it last until I couldn't hold back I blasted cum up in him for what seemed like a full 5 minutes. Cum was dripping out of his hole. I stayed in him and kept fucking til I slipped out. He spun around and cleaned off my cock. He was still hard and dripping. As he cleaned my cock, he started tongue-washing my balls. He turned me around and in my poppers/post orgasm haze I didn't resist. He passed me the poppers and started eating my ass. I hit the brown bottle hard. Fuck. I had never felt so good. His tongue pushed deeper and deeper into my hole. He added a finger then two. I hit the poppers hard again, pretty sure I knew what was coming but I couldn't stop it. He stood and placed his hard cock at my hole just as a wave of poppers rushed over me. He pushed in slow and steady . I moaned, "Fuck me, boy! Fuck me." And he did. He started slow but sped up quickly. His cock banged my prostate hard and my cock popped back up. He pounded for I don't know how long. I was blissed out and could only feel his cock and his hot torso against my back. At some point my cock exploded and I was shooting jizz onto the ground without touching myself. He straightened up, grabbed my hips and moaned, "I'm breeding your hole. Take my load. Take my babies faggot." And he came up my ass pulse after pulse. His cock pushed deep into my body. I was letting him. Begging him for it. Hitting the poppers again. I felt like I was one with some part of myself I had never experienced before. The kid shuddered a few times and his cock slipped out of my ass. Before I could recover enough to turn around he had his shorts up and was heading out of the park. My ass was dripping cum as I watched him moving off and all I could think was, "What did I just do?" and "Fuck, I want more....now." He had left the poppers behind and as I dressed myself and caught my breath, I decided it was time to head to the porno store the next town over. I got back to my car and there was note on the windshield. It read: "Hey dude, great fuck. Loved taking your load. Just so you know, I already had three loads in my hole when you fucked me and I have HIV. And no meds. Enjoy the gift faggit." (more to cum)

This happened a few weeks ago on a evening when I was home alone and bored. So I hit up a guy with who I talked to on snapchat and invited him over. He wasn’t sure if he wanted to come but in the end decided to come to sit on my bed and have a boy to suck him off. He didn’t want to fuck because he was too tired for that. He told me he’d be there in 20 min. In the mean time I used the time to go to the toilet and get everything ready. I didn’t clean completely out, because it would only be a quick blowjob. He arrived and told me he was there, when I opened the door I discovered that he was an turkish man who was short, chubby and smelled like cigarettes. I was horny as fuck and he looked dominant and acted that way. He stepped inside, took off his slippers and told me to show him to the bed. I lead him upstairs and into my room. He took his joggers off and sat on my bed. Since he was going commando I could already see his hardon. He told me to strip to my underwear and get sucking. His dick was a bit below average but a blast to suck. I was sucking him while I laid between his legs to give hime a good view of my ass. He grabbed my head and took control. I was covering his dick in my spit while he was grunting and enjoying my mouth. Suddenly he told me to lay down on my stomach, once I did he spit on my hole and laid on top of me and started dry humping me. When his dick was moving against my hole I realized that I was wearing a jockstrap and apparently he liked that a lot. He was moving his dick harder and harder against my crack and I felt his head catching more and more of my hole. Suddenly he pushed a bit harder and I felt his dick slipping in. It caught me off guard and I let out a moan, it felt really good. He saw that as permission to continue because he put his full weight on top of me, put his arm around my throat and started to force his cock deeper and deeper inside me while adding more pressure to his arm. When he was balls deep he was full on choking me and I was lost in the pleasure of it all. He fucked hard while moaning and breathing in my ear, suddenly he was taking long deep strokes and collapsed on top of me, I felt the warmth of a fresh load seeping into my ass. He laid on top of me for a few minutes while i came back to my senses about what just happened. What would have been a quick blowjob turned out to be a rough bare fuck. When he pulled out I felt the emptiness and knew that he had turned me, since I never fucked bare before. Once he was out he got off the bed, gave my ass a slap and started dressing himself, at that moment I realised that I didn’t know his status and asked if he was clean, his response was “Yeah man” and showed himself out. It took a bit before I was recovered enough to get out of bed. It was a surprisingly good feeling, laying on bed with an ass full of cum.

{sorry for the delay guys - here's the next chaper} I retreated back upstairs for a rest after the short session bent over the barrel, and even managed to sleep for a bit longer. Once I was awake again I decided to take a shower, and then got myself dried and dressed initially in just a pair of shorts and a T-shirt. I went downstairs to see if I could find Peter to get a bit more of a steer on what I should be wearing, but he suggested I just go with whatever was comfortable as they would be stripping me naked anyway. I therefore headed back upstairs, stripped myself naked and then put on a jockstrap. After a bit of deliberation, I opted for what I’d already worn that morning for the coffee run, swapping out the T-shirt for a tight vest and clasping my big chain round my neck. I headed outside for a quick smoke, and then went back downstairs to see what was happening. Peter was by that point loading up his truck with some coolboxes, and without needing to be asked I just got on with giving him a hand to bring them all out from the bar area. On his final trip outside he was carrying a large hamper, and winked at me as he went past. “Party supplies” he said, smirking. I guessed this didn’t mean balloons and streamers. Once everything was loaded up, he gestured for me to get in the passenger side of the cab before he got into the driver’s side, and then we set off. We chatted amiably as he drove us out of town and into the hills, before eventually arriving at a rudimentary car park down a rather overgrown lane. There were a few other cars there, all with guys sitting in them, and as soon as Peter and I got out of the truck they all followed suit. Clearly these were the men who would be using me today, some of whom looked familiar from the night before but others were definitely new. “Gentlemen” said Peter, “I’m glad you could make it.” “You know we love a good picnic” replied one of them, grinning in my direction. “As do I” said Peter. “Anyway, if you’ll all give me a hand, we’ve got several coolers of drinks and snacks and a hamper of goodies.” Everyone set about helping to unload the truck, also getting various things out of their own cars, and then we walked off as a group along a path into the trees. At a certain point, the group veered off the path into the undergrowth, following a route that they seemed to know but which would not have been obvious to anyone else. I supposed that this was the point. Eventually we arrived at a sort of clearing, which didn’t have much sunlight on it, but was free of any plants growing on the forest floor meaning there was plenty of space to spread out. Once everyone was in the clearing it became obvious that it was very well shielded from view, and by the confident marching to this very location that the group had done, you could tell that it was a place they gathered regularly. Everyone got on with unrolling blankets and unfolding a few camping chairs, and then some beers were opened and handed round along with various sandwiches and snacks. I ate a little and drank a couple of beers, chatting to a few of the guys who seemed just as enjoyable to spend time with as the men who had gangbanged me the night before. Eventually the mood changed a bit, and a couple of the guys seemed to be getting things ready for what we had all gone there for. The hamper was opened to reveal bottles of lube, various bits of leather kit, and quite a stash of poppers. I took the hint, and got myself undressed down to my jockstrap, although I put my trainers back on to protect my feet. One of the guys then hauled out some of the leather before approaching me, and I stood there and allowed him to attach a thick collar, wrist cuffs and a chunky harness. I then walked over to the tatty blanket that seemed to be where things were going to happen, and got down on all fours. In no time someone was licking, fingering and occasionally nicking my hole, while I gently sucked on the cock of one of the other men while noting the small scorpion tattoo just above his balls. Shortly after I was being spitroasted, and that is how I spent most of the rest of the afternoon. I was moved onto my back to give my hands and knees a rest every so often, but these guys definitely had a preference for giving it to me doggy style so I was usually on all fours. They weren’t particularly verbal, with only the occasional comment about the nature of the semen being pumped into my rear end, but it was still exhilarating to be getting railed over and over again in what was technically a public outdoor space. I almost wanted some unlucky walkers to happen upon us and see me getting used this way, but to my knowledge that never happened. As the light began to fade, proceedings wrapped up with a final couple of double-fucks of my now very loosened hole, which I enjoyed despite how full having two dicks inside me made me feel. Once the men were truly done with me we all walked back through the undergrowth to the car park, and everyone got in their vehicles and headed off. With a bit of a wipe down of my rear end and the insertion of a large plug, Peter gestured for me to get back in the truck without getting dressed again, the tatty blanket being put on the seat first to protect the fabric. I had assumed he just wanted the thrill of me being near-naked for the drive back to the warehouse, but then he started to take a different route. We were eventually on a motorway for a very brief period, before he pulled off at a service station and then followed the route parked for lorries rather than cars. This took us to a large parking area filled with HGVs, at the end of which was a small toilet block away from the main service station facilities. He parked up next to it, and then gestured for me to get out and go inside while he remained seated in the truck. I did as he wanted, feeling very exposed even in the dim light, given the number of truckers that were around, and I hurried into the toilet block. It stank to high heaven and there was no-one else in there, but that soon changed as a couple of guys came in after me. Where meetings in public toilets will usually be a careful series of hints and signs to check that both parties want the same thing, none of that was needed here. One of the guys instead just pushed me into a cubicle, bent me forward over the toilet, pulled out the plug from my arse, and then slammed his raw cock into me. He fucked me hard and rough for just a few minutes before breeding me, and then the other man took over. Then another, and another, and another, and so on. I was called a whore and a slut by several of them, but only one of them indicated he was spewing anything toxic into me. Maybe by this point Peter had just decided to get me fucked, and perhaps see if the questionable contents of my rear end might take down a couple of these truckers too. I was in the toilets for a very long time, to the point that I was starting to wonder if Peter had just left me there, but eventually he came in and managed to wind things down so that I could leave. This time he had brought my clothes, which I did my best to put on without them touching the filthy floor tiles, and then we went back outside and got in the truck. “Well, that was quite a day for you then” he said once we were back on the motorway. “Uh-huh” I replied. “Not one I’m going to forget in a hurry.” “Hopefully ever” he said. “But just to make sure, when we get back I’m going to brush out your insides and then spent the night buried in there.” I had been fucked to kingdom come, but I still got hard at what he was saying. “Yes please” I croaked out. “Good lad” he said. “And tomorrow we’ve got a few of the regulars coming back to have a final go with you before lunch. Then you’ll be on your way.” Then I’ll be on my way. A choice of words I liked: I would be both leaving for home, and also hopefully heading into a new life as a pozzed-up pig. True to his word, once we were back at the warehouse and had got into the bedroom I was using, Peter really gave my insides quite a gruelling brush and happily showed me just how red the bristles were. He also indeed stayed buried in me all night, only pulling out when he had to piss or just wanted to stick the brush in there some more. The next morning, as promised, I was taken back downstairs and some of the men from Friday night pumped a few more loads into me as I lay in the sling and happily accepted all of their toxic goodness. Eventually it was just Peter left, and he fucked one more load into me in the sling before helping me up so I could back upstairs to shower and change for the drive home. “Thank you so much” I said to him as I got back downstairs a while later, my bags packed and ready for the road. “This has just been awesome.” “No thanks needed” he said. “Hopefully you got what you came for, but if not then you know where to find me. Indeed, even if we have succeeded, you’re always welcome to visit if you’re back up this way.” “Thank you” I said, knowing that I would now have to find a way to take a detour here whenever I was doing my fatherly duty at the start or end of term time. “Let us know how it goes” he said. “Want to see if we can officially add another one to our tally.” “I will do” I replied. “You got any more chasers lined up?” “Just one” he said. “Nice piece of young meat who’s just started at Nottingham uni. Been messaging me for a while from London, and still seems keen.” “Oh really” I said, smirking. “Yeah” he said. “Got a gay dad too apparently.” Oh. Oh. Oh. My. God… [to be continued]

its happening in most big cities, Seattle is a shit hole now I don't bother going there any more. I place alot of the blame on the price of rents going through the roof, when I moved to the area in 96 you could find a decent apt in seattle for under $1000 now those places are $2500+. Wages havent gone up enough to cover that kind of increase. Also the price of commercial space has driven out all the fun little places to go and hang out or shop. I live in Tacoma, I bought my house 20 years ago for $115k now they say my house is worth almost $400k with hardly any upgrades on my part, thats bullshit my house is nothing special and needs tons of work. This is all unsustainable its all going to crash sooner rather then later.

Yes, did not know, had not been tested in a while, guess I knew I was poz, just did not want it to be official. Guys would ask, id say probably an they still wanted to have bareback sex, was awesome an turn on for me. When I finally tested an was poz, they did the blood work, full blown AIDS. Never felt any different or anything. Had to go on meds pretty quick, like within the month after seeing a few doctors. They all said I had probably been poz for 5 plus years, maybe even 10 to be at the AIDS level i was at. The was 14 yrs ago, just see the doctor once a year now, everything is good!

EPILOGUE: It was only two days later that Parker sent me the first of many bootie call texts. That kicked off a summer of me having to report to all sorts of locations, including the park, a truck stop out of town, some public toilets, and even the football field at school, all to bend myself over to get fucked and bred. Usually it was just Parker, occasionally there would be someone else there, and a couple of times it was at a motel where we would both service some paying client (not that I got any of the proceeds). I came down with the fuck flu fairly quickly after the night on the farm, and once that was over I got myself tested at a clinic in the city (having held off my mother's attempts to summon a doctor while I was enduring the worst of it). Fortunately I had not picked up anything other than the virus I had actively sought, and after going on meds for my viral count started to go down. I was now what I had wanted to be, and despite how that night on the farm had gone, everything had ultimately worked out. However, the same could not be said for everyone. One night I got a message from Parker asking if he could come over, which was sufficiently strange that I did not hesitate to respond quickly to say it was fine. He appeared just a few minutes later, and after meeting him at the door and briefly introducing him as 'a teammate' to my parents, I took him upstairs to my room wondering what he was there for. It was only when he took off his varsity jacket that I saw the bruises on his arms, and when he noticed that I had seen them, he just looked me in the eyes as he slowly pulled off his T-shirt. His torso was even more bruised and had some fairly significant cuts as well, and then when he turned round I could see welts all over his back. "Fucking hell" I said. "What happened?" "Those guys" he whispered, turning back to face me with tears in his eyes. "My uncles asked me to come over to help with some jobs on the farm, but then after I got there they told me they were tired of me, that I was a worthless slut, and then they tied me up and left me with those guys." "Fuck" I said, now whispering too. "What did they do?" "What they did to you, and a bit more" he replied. "I don't really want to talk about it." "Oh Parker" I said, surprised by the pity that I was feeling for him. "They took photos" he said, before a long pause. "They... they anonymously dropped them off in my dad's mailbox, along with a copy of my HIV test results." I just stood looking at him, dumbfounded and appalled by how broken he looked as he tried to tell me what had happened. "He didn't even speak to me" he continued. "I got home earlier, and he just walked up to me and punched me in the gut, then threw me out the front door with the packet of photos. I... I didn't know where else to go." Despite the things he had done to me, and his pimping out of my body over the previous weeks, I could not help but reach out and put my hand on his shoulder to try to comfort him. This prompted him to lean into me, bury his head against my neck, and let go. He cried openly, loudly, and the noise drew my mother's attention from downstairs. She appeared at the door with a concerned look on her face, which turned to horror as she must have seen Parker's welted back. I just mouthed "it's OK" to her when she finally looked up to make eye contact with me, and she nodded and hesitantly went away. However, I knew she would actually be hovering at the top of the stairs out of view. Parker eventually calmed down, and pulled away from me. I grabbed a box of tissues from beside my bed and handed them to him, and he got himself cleaned up a bit. I let him get himself back on an even keel before speaking. "Parker, I think we need to go and speak to my parents" I said, causing him to go wide-eyed at me in alarm. "My mum just came to the door and must have seen your back. We need to tell them what your uncles and father did to you." I gave him a look as I mentioned his uncles and father, and was relieved when he seemed to get what I was doing. My mother was bound to still be in earshot, and there was no way the truth of his ordeal could be told to anyone else. The rest of the evening passed with us, mostly me, telling my parents a slightly made-up story about the physical abuse Parker had endured from the older men in his family, resulting in them offering to allow him to stay for a while so he could get himself together. The camping bed was put up in my room so he could sleep there, but all we ever did was make it look like it had been used. Parker instead slept in my bed, initially because he needed comforting but of course sex was soon part of the equation again. We kept it as quiet as we could, and while I was usually the one getting fucked, Parker became the first guy that I topped. For the remaining weeks of the summer we were basically in a very quiet, not entirely functional, relationship with each other. The pimping out was no longer part of our dynamic, and his alpha male side only came on display when he was in public and trying to maintain an image. At his lowest point he'd let me see his vulnerable side, and it seemed like that was actually a relief to him and he didn't want go go back. I guess we weren't as quiet as we thought though, as one day shortly before I went to college we were lying in bed together naked when my dad suddenly walked in looking for a working cellphone charger. He did not bat an eyelid at the sight of the two of us cuddled up in the bed together, and only inquired if we were ever going to get up for breakfast as he walked out. After getting over the shock we did indeed get dressed and go down for breakfast, both nervous as hell while my parents just carried on as normal. When we went back upstairs, the camping bed was gone, something my father must have done after he had 'gone to the bathroom' earlier. Given how unfazed my parents were, for the final few days before I left, Parker and I were openly affectionate with each other around the house, and my parents were not ruffled or even curious at all. Of course, had they known what we had both been up to or what we were both carrying in our bloodstreams, that might have got more of a reaction. They let Parker stay for a bit longer after I went to college, but he was eventually encouraged to start sorting out his life and in due course moved away to the city to start working in construction. We kept in touch, but whatever it was that we had found between us during the late summer sort of fizzled out. I wasn't cut up about it, just happy that I had been there for him at a low time in his life, and I guess also thankful that his presence had engineered my coming out to my parents without a lot of drama. Being free and single I soon re-found my love of being a pig, and spent my time at college offering my hole to every hunky guy who wanted it. I had no shortage of takers amongst my fellow students, and also got some attention from some of the faculty. I supported myself by working nights at a gay bar near the campus, which gave me the added benefit of access to a basement dark room where I could take anonymous loads during breaks and after my shifts, happily accepting plenty of recharge gifts and also sometimes playing the innocent to let guys think they were pozzing a neg stud. Eventually some time online resulted in me meeting Sam, a stud on the lacrosse team who had become interested in chasing but was also a top. For him, I went off meds and then became his regular fuckbud, a relationship that gradually morphed into more. It took a long time, but he finally came down with flu one day and tested poz a short while later. I went back on meds, he started taking them for the first time, and it only seemed to be once that milestone had been reached that we realised that we had fallen in love with one another. It's now ten years later, and we're still together. We agreed that we were both sufficiently slutty that a completely monogamous relationship would not suit us, but we mostly play together except for when one of us is away on business or visiting family. Funnily enough, Sam has started to bottom occasionally, despite not wanting to when he was trying to get pozzed, so we sometimes either switch it up or get some guys over to use us both side by side. I love my life, and I have never regretted doing what I did that night on the farm. I just knew I was meant to be poz, and through being infected, I eventually found the man I want to spend the rest of my life with. I've never told friends or family about my status, but they may have cottoned on thanks to the scorpion tattoo I decided to get across my back. Sam and I have helped a few more guys find what they were looking for, occasionally coming off meds to then work together to infect a chaser or two, but we have otherwise done our best to stay healthy while keeping up an ambitious gym regime. I'm also glad that I, along with my awesome parents, got to help Parker find his way out of a situation that could probably have got a lot worse if he had stayed around our town. We do still keep in touch a bit, and he's now living in Los Angeles. He runs a small construction business, and is living with a twinky guy who seems to make him happy. Indeed, my mum met them both when she'd gone on a business trip to LA, something that really surprised me when she told me as I hadn't realised that Parker had stayed more in touch with my parents than he actually had with me. He and I only once talked about what had happened to him on the farm, when he told me that his uncles had been arrested and were both in jail. He was a bit sketchy on the details, but it seemed like they had been caught doing bad things at a truck stop, and then some drugs had been found by the police. "I hope they get what's coming to them" Parker had said, which I think meant more than just an appropriate sentence from a judge. However, I never did hear any more about them. So, there we have it. One summer day I graduated from school, and also graduated into manhood. Corruption of a quarterback, pozzing of a prom king, or however you want to look at it: this was my story. Tell me yours... [THE END]

To everyone else - I spent almost 18 years as a moderator and administrator of a mental health peer-support discussion forum dealing with persons who came in like this looking for help in just this sort of way. Unless you know what the fuck you’re doing, it’s better if you don’t try to offer up your advice. So far, everyone who’s answered has said at least one thing that you should not say to a person dealing with a mental health crisis. Even the most well-meaning attempts at support can backfire badly if you don’t know what you’re doing, so if you don’t, don’t. The best advice anyone offered here was saying that this is the wrong place to ask, and to see a doctor. If a person makes a desperate plea for help because they’re thinking of harming themselves so seriously the’ll end up in the hospital, you do not call them a troll. That’s like finding someone clinging to the edge of a cliff by their fingernails and then walking up and stomping on their fingers. It doesn’t matter if you think the person’s a troll - you don’t take chances in these situations. You don’t fuck around when people’s health and well-being is at stake - you assume it’s legit. No, a person suffering from Major Depressive Disorder, or Bipolar Depression, or Dysthymia, or any of the other things that could be at play here is not “going to get over it”, not without serious professional intervention, and may never entirely be free of it. It’s a serious illness, potentially chronic, potentially treatment-resistant, and advice like that is about as useful as telling someone to let a smile be their umbrella in a downpour. It’s natural for a good-hearted person to want to offer support to someone asking for help, but sometimes saying the wrong thing can be worse than saying nothing.

Love the dick and PA

Part 4 Richard awoke in the early hours, still on the rug next to the Molly he'd been about to have his way with, before he fell into his drunken comatose state. The pub was freezing. Ice had formed on the inside of the small panels of glass in the leaded windows. The fire had long expired. He went up stairs in search of a warm bed and possibly a warm hole. In one room we're a couple of old queens that had been in the bar the previous night. Both were semi dressed in female clothing. Definitely not to his taste. The door to the next room was closed. He opened it as quietly as he could. Lying on his side facing the opposite wall was his friend James and on the side nearest Richard was the young ifemiminate boy James had been talking to the previous night. They were both under several layers of blankets. Richard made his way over to the bed, stripping off his clothes off as he walked. Gently he lifted the blankets and crawled into bed beside the boy. The bed and the boy were warm. He lay on his side behind the young man and his fingers began to feel his hips then down to his peach of and arse. The boy groaned slightly, becoming aroused. Richard slipped a hand between the boys arse cheeks a noticed that they were slightly stuck together. He knew that was where his friends seed from the boys arse had dribbled out of his hole and dried. He prised the cheeks apart felt for the hole. He inserted a finger and could feel that he was still lubricated. Richards cock was now fully erect. This wouldn't be the first hole he'd fucked after James. He loved the sensation of a his friends seed on his cock as he fucked a man. Richard eased the tip of his cock inside the boy. His hole felt very warm and still contained a fair amount of his friends ejaculated seamen. It was only then than Sean opened his eyes and realised the man inside him wasn't James, as James was infront of him. Sean was instantly awake. He glanced over his shoulder and recognised James friend and relaxed a little. If he was a friend of James Sean felt sure James wouldn't object to this union. Richard inserted himself further inside Sean. Sean's body excepted Richard inside it readily. James turned over to face them, awakened by movement from the two bodies behind him. Still a little groggy from being woken, he smiled at Richard and Sean reaching forward for the boys hard cock which he began to gently massage back and forth. Richard, having eased his manhood as deep as he could began to slowly fuck Sean. James kissed first Sean and then Richard, then moved his head down to the boys crutch and took his cock in his mouth. Richard began to increase speed and thrust harder. The movement forced Sean's cock into James waiting mouth. Sean hadn't cum previously that night and he feel the pressure building in his loins. Sean's arse felt wonderful on Richards cock, the pressure in himself building with each stroke. The glans of his penis were experiencing the perfect amount of pressure and friction from the boys tight hole. He reached orgasm, shooting copious amounts of his seed deep into Sean as Sean excreted his own sperm into James waiting mouth. James savoured the sweet, salty, hot ejaculate and was surprised and how much volume the young man produced. James kept the fluid in his mouth and moved up to Richard. They began to kiss, James sharing the nectar he had extracted from the boy. Their tongues swirling it around each others mouths before swallowing. James was hard. He needed a fuck. He looked at Sean and told him to get on his knees. Sean obliged already longing for more cock and sperm inside him. James eagerly mounted him pushing his cock deep inside the hot wet mess that was Sean's fuck hole. Richard got infront of Sean and shoved his cock, already hard again, into his mouth. Sean was amazed that the taste of Richards seed and his own arse tasted so good. The three of them would appear to anyone watching like a well oiled machine. The three moving in perfect breeding harmony. James fucked Sean for at fifteen minutes before he filled the boys hole with even more man seed. Richard on seeing James ejaculating into the boys arse shot his load into Sean's mouth, his orgasm stronger than when he'd fucked him. They lay together for some time, recovering from their activities. To be continued.

you need a good psychiatrist rather than a sex-related web community - always assuming that you're not a troll no one should hate themselves! And if so, Breeding Zone is not the place and hopefully no one here is so ASSHOLE to use a mentally sick person for his own pleasure. Cops? Hopefully moderators here can get rid of this troll if it's such, and if necessary, take appropriate steps. Let me say that in this community it's quite ordinary to find people fantasizing. Good-intentioned roleplaying, anonymous flirting, even catfishing, and in worst cases people looking for real meets then ghosting each other. But depression, anxiety and generally mental disorders are not something we have to play with. I might be too "sensitive" for certain topics, but something makes me feel this person is a victim of a strong transphobia by people around, so she thinks hating herself is the solution. You're what you are, why self-punishing?

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.

All of the characters in this story are fictional and of legal age to participate in any and all sexual acts depicted within. If drugs, gay sex or straight guys getting bred offends you, then go away and knit or something. Chapter one Wanting, Taking, Having Almost one hundred and thirty years ago, Oscar Wilde wrote ‘I can resist anything except temptation,’ so chances are he wasn’t referring to me specifically. Still, I often wonder if somehow he knew, or at least had some inkling about the temptations that guys like me deal with daily. God knows I try to be good but I haven’t been able to say no since the first time I tried tina. Unlike a lot of guys I know, I am not what you’d call a meth whore. My habits tend more toward pot and booze, but every few months I will engage in a rare weekend of puffing, playing and eventually pounding ass like it’s my last night on earth. This wouldn’t be quite so surprising if I wasn’t so clean cut and innocent looking. Truth is my unsuspecting demeanor and outer appearance are a product of my genetics and small town upbringing, while my perverted party-loving personality was a more recent development caused by a mix of curiosity, help from a friend and…temptation. During my late teens, I discovered parTying when I was hanging with a dude I’d met at a very cruisy public bathroom near my house. The whispers around the lockerroom filled my head with ideas as guys shared stories of forbidden sex acts in the dark stalls after dark, stories they attributed to buddies and older brothers, but likely came from personal experience. Each rumored blow job or hand job made my imagination run wild, and when my latest girl friend refused to go further than some groping through my shorts, I gave in and took a detour through the park to find out just how true these rumors were. Part of me expected to walk through the rusting metal doors and find nothing more than a stinky, poorly-maintained park restroom, and I wasn’t disappointed. Both stinky and poorly-maintained were the perfect descriptors for the small concrete block building, they just failed to describe the contents of the building: horny, sweaty men engaged in all sorts of depraved sex acts. Dim light from the one working light near the sink was more than enough to show me a collection of hot cocks filling palms and mouths at every doorless cubicle. Nervous and unsure of myself, I walked to the closest urinal and whipped out my dick, trying to piss with a full blown hard on. I willed my cock to go soft before anyone noticed, but no such luck as an older man stepped up to the urinal next to me and unzipped Glancing over, I tried to act nonchalant while memorizing the sight of the large uncut meat the man was stroking. My gaze floated up to his face and I realized he wasn’t even trying to look away, staring hard at my teen meat while licking his lips. Dropping to his knees, he grabbed my cock and swallowed it whole before I could stop him…not that I was going to, of course. Sensations shot from my penis up my spine and into my brain, eliciting a moan and a scream before I unloaded down his gullet in under a minute flat. Smiling, the man stood up, produced a business card, shoved it in my pocket and told me to let him know the next time I needed more service. Outside on a bench, I retrieved the card and squinted to read it by the lamplight overhead. All it had was the man’s first name “Dave,” with a phone number and email address. Balling it up, I almost threw it away when I heard another groan from the bathroom, and decided to pocket it instead. It took Dave some time and a few very dirty chat sessions to convince me to finally meet him at his house. Up ‘til then I had only been back to the bathroom twice, but I gave in when he showed me some photos of a few of the guys he’d invited to join us. It was still almost five months later before Dave tried to convince me to smoke tina. I’d seen him smoke it with some of the other guys and he’d made it clear I could join in if I wanted to, but I was still young and innocent and thought that all drugs were bad (thanks, school propaganda). One night, a few months later, he had me and another guy over to play, and after plying me with weed and some strong drinks, Dave offered again. Even though I’d declined numerous times before, he was always polite enough to offer. As usual I started to say no, but before I could, the third guy stopped me and insisted I try it. Turns out he was not just there to play, he was also Dave’s dealer, and he was touting how amazing this stuff was, swearing that I’d “never find anything better for your first REAL high.” I am not sure if my response surprised me or Dave more, but for some reason, I said okay. Nervous and scared, I listened as the dealer, Aaron, explained what to do with the pipe. Watching him fill the bowl with white crystals, my mind was spinning wondering what the hell I was getting myself into and not hearing a single word Aaron was saying. I tried to watch what he did and imitate him, but after it took three or four tries to light the torch, I was too eager and didn’t wait for the crystals to melt and ended up getting nothing. “Here, lemme do it bro,” Aaron took the torch and pipe and held them in front of me, showing me exactly what to do. “Okay Rhett, hit it…now.” While I inhaled the clean white smoke, my mind began comparing it to pot, noting how much cleaner it tasted and wondering how much I should take. As I exhaled, all of that disappeared, along with any other thoughts in my head, replaced with just one idea: must smoke more! Within seconds I knew I’d be hitting it as much and as deep as I could that night. The only thing I knew I wanted more than the tina was cock… and lots of it. By the time the party ended, almost 24 hours had passed and I’d fucked both guys twice and sucked them off a couple times. My parents were furious that I’d disappeared so long, but I told them some lame story about my car breaking down way out in the boonies where I had no cell service, and spending the night on the backseat waiting for someone to stop and help me. Their anger became concern and I ended up with a new phone from the deal. It freaked me out how much I liked partying. So much so that I stayed away from Dave and any and all drugs for three months before getting a text including a picture of Aaron and Dave shirtless while the back of some guy’s head sat at their feet, groping their bulges. Once again, temptation got the best of me and I was headed back to his house. Just a few hits and I found myself pounding Dave’s ass while Aaron screwed some twink I recognized from my school’s drama club. Before tina, I would never have let a guy I knew see me like that, but now I could care less.

I breathed out deeply once I had closed the car door. It was done. My strapping younger son was safely delivered to the halls of residence, his first year at university about to begin, and I was done. Sure, fatherhood was lifelong, but this stage of it was over. Justin was starting out on his road to independence, his brother Jacob had already done so two years earlier, and I was now something of a free man. The boys were my pride and joy. Smart, athletic, good looking, popular, a perennial hit with the ladies - they were everything the right wing nut jobs would tell you they that never could have been with a single gay dad. But those things they were, and I was damn proud of it. Since their mother had thrown in the towel on parenting and marriage six months after Justin was born, they had been my entire focus. I had done a good job all things considered. My wife’s departure was obviously difficult, but it at least made me vow to never go down that road again. I have no regrets given the amazing two sons I have out of the whole debacle, but I knew I was gay before I even got married and it was tougher with each day to keep that side of me bottled up. I never made that mistake again, instead choosing to be honest with myself and those around me. Jacob and Justin grew up only knowing me as a gay man. Raising two sons by yourself does not leave much time for other pursuits, and I was basically celibate for fifteen years. Sure, I had many offers from my sister and parents for babysitting, but to be honest whenever I took them up on it and got out of the house, all I wanted to do was check into a hotel and sleep. However, once the boys were old enough that they could be left at home for a few hours with Jacob in charge, I finally started to re-explore the world of men, something that I had only done a little at university before meeting Simone. Well, it turned out that there was something of a pig in me who was finally being let out of the pen. At first I tried just generic - almost vanilla - hookups, but after I’d had my first visit to a gay sauna I realised my true nature lay on the sleazier side of things. I was initially versatile, and went on PrEP so I could safely engage in bareback sex with any man who fancied a session. In time I found I was really more of a bottom, although perfectly willing to top when the moment called for it. My preference, however, was to just be bred over and over, and I cared not by whom. But then I got bored. Maybe it was that age old problem of the excitement of something eventually wearing off, to the point that you start to look for the next thing to tickle you. I didn’t want that to be chems or other drugs, so I guess I started looking for it in the sex. Despite being on PrEP, I found there to be something exciting in hooking up with poz guys and having them shoot their toxic seed in me. I actively started seeking it out, engaging in a growing fantasy of being pozzed, and not always being honest with the tops that I was in fact on PrEP. I guess it was something of an epiphany that led to me realising that I didn’t just want the fantasy anymore. I wanted the real thing. I mentally flip-flopped on it for a long time, convincing myself in the comedown from a sex high that it was just a fantasy that I used to get turned on, but eventually it became impossible to convince myself that this was the case. It was obvious: I wanted to convert. However, I wanted to have some control over it, rather than just going off PrEP and randomly finding out some day that I had been pozzed. It was a turn-on for me, but also a transition to a new stage of life, and I wanted to choose when it was going to happen and be ‘in the moment’ with it all. As such, I joined the ranks of chasers online, seeking an actual unmedicated (and willing) top through the sea of undetectables. Many a hope was dashed along the way, finding myself being repeatedly ghosted once whichever guy I was talking to had presumably got his rocks off wanking about the fantasy. It was all quite disheartening, but then I seemed to strike gold. The guy - who went by the username PozMids - was a little older than me, and lived in a former mining town in the north Midlands. He ran what he described as a ‘social club’ for older poz guys, utilising the premises of his old family business in a warehouse on an industrial estate. He told me it was a relatively closed circle, but members were allowed to bring in some entertainment every now and then with the agreement of everyone else. He was proposing that I be that entertainment, after what he said had been a ‘stealthy vetting process’. It eventually transpired that some of the guys who had flaked out on me had actually been testing me to make sure I fit whatever they considered to be the requirements. Well, wouldn’t you know it, but Justin had been accepted to the University of Nottingham, meaning I was going to be driving him up to the Midlands. It wasn’t too far to get to where this club was going to be meeting, and PozMids had told me that that I was welcome to stay for a long weekend as he had built a couple of bedrooms with basic facilities into the former offices of the warehouse. I just had to bring what food and drink I might want for any downtime I had, and otherwise my needs would be catered for by the group. This all sounded too good to be true, and I fully expected another flake-out. However, after dropping Justin off at his halls of residence, I messaged PozMids again and got an immediate reply containing the full address that I needed to go to. It was going to happen! I set off in the car, but had to pull over after a few minutes and compose myself. I was seriously excited, but I think I also needed to check that my racing heart was not a sign of impending doubt. Was this taking a fantasy too far? Did I really want to deliberately convert? I got out of the car and lit a cigarette. Bad habit, not one I really had in my day-to-day life, but was a good nerve calmer when I was letting my inner pig out. It did the trick. Yes, this is what I wanted, and I was just pumped up as I was excited about it, with a possible mild tinge of wondering if I was unwittingly going round to a serial killer’s place of business. I chuckled to myself when I realised that was exactly what I was doing, from a certain point of view. Cigarette smoked, I got myself together and then set off again, putting on some music to accompany the drive. When I eventually found my way through the industrial estate to where my satnav was sending me, I parked up and got out of the car. There were a few warehouses around and it was far from obvious which one I was actually supposed to be heading for, so I got my phone out and messaged that I had arrived. While waiting for a response I then got my bags out of the car, dumped them on the pavement and lit another cigarette. Bags. Yes, plural. You see, aside from wanting the normal provisions you need for a weekend away, I had also brought my stash of kinks. Various bits of leather, some toys, a blindfold, a marker pen, and of course my douching equipment, lube and poppers. I was well ready for whatever these guys might be into, or of course for what I was into myself if I was given that choice. I had a vision of how I wanted at least part of this weekend to go, so thought I better come prepared. As I was approaching the end of my cigarette, I heard a door open behind me. Upon turning around, I saw a man emerge and immediately recognised him as PozMids. “Glad you could make it” he said, smiling as he walked towards me. “It’s always fifty-fifty.” “The odds are worse than that from my experience” I replied, also smiling. “True, true” he replied, reaching out to shake my hand as he got to me. “Anyway, I’m Peter, and welcome to my little place.” “Not so little” I said, looking back at the warehouse. “But I’m very pleased to be here. I’m Brad” “Good to meet you Brad” he said. “Now let’s get you inside and settled before everyone else arrives.” I picked up my bags and followed him inside, going up some stairs as soon as we walked through the door to reach a set of rooms. He directed me into one of them, where I found a single bed with a small set of drawers beside them, and then he showed me where the admittedly clean bathroom and kitchen were. I had honestly expected it to be a bit of a state, but he seemed to keep the place in good order. He also showed me the small balcony area at the side of the building, I guess having realised I might want somewhere to go and smoke. He left me to get unpacked, showered and cleaned out, and suggested I get dressed in whatever I was most comfortable in for the evening before coming back downstairs for a drink. I thus got on with all that, having a shower and then a bit of a douche to finish off a job I had quietly started before dawn at home while Justin was still sleeping. Once cleaned and dried, and with lube and a plug inserted in my rear end, I stepped outside wrapped in a towel to have a cigarette. I had another straight after, such were my nerves. Finally I felt ready to go all in on my outfit. First up a leather jockstrap, then some nice sturdy chaps and my Fuck Me Boots. I then got myself into a harness, my big thick padded wrist cuffs, and my muir cap. I then fished out and put on my 1.5 kilo silver chain, something I had bought on a whim and occasionally regretted given I was a bit too meek to wear it in my daily life, but which just seemed perfect for tonight. Finally, and with a bit of slow and careful effort, I used the marker and the convenient full-length mirror in the bathroom to write “POZ ME” on my buttcheeks. I had another cigarette outside to help me gather my nerves, and then went downstairs. There did not seem to be any other obvious rooms downstairs, so I went through the door into the main warehouse space. It was huge and thus looked pretty empty, but as I glanced around I saw there was actually quite a lot in there. Various mattresses, couches and chairs were dotted around, as were an array of big wooden boxes, upturned oil drums, a couple of slings, a St Andrew’s cross, and a padded leather fuck bench in the centre of the room. It was quite clear what this room was for, and I got an immediate hard-on. Over to the side was a bar area, and that’s where I saw Peter (aka PozMids) sitting on a stool with his back to me, looking at his phone. I coughed to make it clear I was in the room, and he swivelled round. “Well, you don’t beat about the bush” he said, smiling at me as I walked over. “Dressed like that, I think you’re not going to get much of a warm-up this evening. The guys will be all over you the minute they walk in.” “That’s what I was hoping” I said, smiling back at him. He offered me a drink, and I gladly took a large whisky. He also fished out an ashtray and slid it across the bar at me, letting me know I was fine to smoke in the warehouse. I happily lit up a cigarette as we sat on the stools having a drink. “So, you’re here to get pozzed” he said. “Are you sure?” “Absolutely” I replied. “Been wanting it for ages now.” “Fair enough” he said. “There’s a couple of guys coming tonight who are on meds, but most aren’t. One guy you won’t be able to miss has full-on AIDS.” “Great” I said, “hopefully tonight will be the night.” “I’m sure it will” he said. “I can get an old toothbrush out and make sure if you want.” “Actually” I replied, after hesitating, “I kind of want it to be natural.” “OK” he said, “although I have a big PA as do some of the other guys, so you’re going to get pretty worn out back there anyway.” “Cool” I said, smiling. “I like the sound of that.” “Any other limits?” he asked. “No” I replied, “I don’t think so.” “Well OK then. If you need a break just say, we’re not here to hold you hostage or force you to do things you don’t want to.” “Great” I said. “I’ve got quite a bit of stamina so hopefully I’ll be fine.” He necked the last of his drink, and then put the empty glass down on the bar. “Shall we get started?” [to be continued]

All of California is becoming that way. I used to have a beautiful condo a few blocks from the beach in what used to be a great and prestigious neighborhood and then over the years it became unsafe to be out. I used to be able to walk the streets to the bars and restaurants and not care about what time I wandered home. Then it became I had to be home by 10pm, then 8pm, and then anytime it was dark. My condo balcony also gained a "homeless" view. I had decided I had enough and left. I grew up in California, it used to be a great place to live, but now it's a great place to flee.

Oh Amy I have felt your anguish for years too. Depression is a very serious illness --- it is the equivalent of a elephant sitting on you and time feels like it is slowing to a crawl. You must seek out immediately medical help! This will not resolve by it self. I wish that my truthful words would heal your mind and heart , but know from experience they will not. You are beautiful and young with many year ahead to experience a great happy life. Ending it or doing yourself harm will not help. Two thoughts that have sustained me to continue on are 1) I never want my very last thought to be " I could have......" 2) I have a beautiful - smart grand daughter And I would never want her to think in a moment of dispare. " my poppa killed himself so it must be ok to do that". Please write if you like-- and know that I do care.

Hmmmmm...really good question!! i'm pretty in touch with my mind and body...i'm not sure that my submissive mind would allow me to get an erection hard enough to be able to Top! If i was fed some Viagra, got an erection and was ordered by my Master, then, yes i would have to. i would prefer to break out some dildos and then i could do Him!! i LOVE that question...thanks!!

I took a minute to straighten my harness, adjust my armbands and slide the leather strap of my jock back in the crack of my ass. I also, loosened the laces on the executioner's hood and slid it off my head. Then I walked out of the jail cell and over to the two tweakers standing in the doorway. The taller one was wearing a black swimmer's jock, and the shorter (but beefier) one was in a pair of black, cotton/spandex shorts. "Hey guys," I broke the silence. "What's up?" I added, not even trying to hide the fact that I was checking them out. My right hand reached out and found the eraser nipple of the shorter guy. He drew a sharp intake of air, followed by a moan and threw his head back against his boyfriend's shoulder. "You guys been here long?" I continued (already knowing the answer to my question). "Uh, yeah," the taller one answered. "Um, we got here last night," he finished. "Party?" I asked. "Yeah," the taller one answered, starting to relax. The shorter one was enjoying my manhandling of his nipples, and one of his free hands was massaging my leather codpiece. "That was fuckin' hot over there, man," the taller one said, tilting his head in the direction of the jail cell. "Diddee cum in you?" he asked. "Yeah," I grinned. "Big fuckin' load - - - an' a big ol' dick, too!" I added, letting my left hand drift down to the boyfriend's cotton jock pouch. Even though it was soft, it was still nicely packed! "Sorry - - - too much partyin'," he grinned, sheepishly. "Hey - I understand," I said, reaching down and unsnapping my codpiece, and revealing my shrunken fuckmeat. That didn't stop the shorter one. He reached in and gave a firm squeeze to my cock and balls. It felt good to feel a stranger's firm grip on my cock. "Wicked PA, man!" he said, sliding the heavy chrome ring back and forth through my piss slit. "I been tryin' to get Brian to get one - - - bet it'd feel great in my ass," he smiled, leaning back and kissing his lover. "So, you're Brian," I jumped in at the opportunity for introductions. "I'm Jim," I added. "Oh, and I'm Rob," the shorter guy answered. "Hey - - - uh - - you don't have any - uh - favors we could buy - - do ya?" Brian asked. I wasn't surprised at the request. God knows, I've been there plenty of times. Havin' a great time - - - an' then somehow you're out of 'supplies.' "I'm runnin' kinda low," I lied. "But I got three slams in me." I waited, before saying, "So, if you want some chempiss?" Rob looked up at Brian, seemingly looking for approval. "Sure - - - I'm up for it," Brian gave his ascent. Rob gave him a quick kiss, as if to say 'thank you' to his lover. Rob dropped to his knees in front of me, undoing two more snaps on my codpiece to give him full access to my limp cock. I felt his warm mouth slide onto my cock, but without the frantic sucking that usually accompanied someone trying to get me hard. I tried to think of his mouth as a human urinal, simply there for me to empty my bladder. I leaned forward, placing my hands on the black, plywood wall, imagining that I was standing in front of an open latrine at The Eagle. The piss started out slow, but as I relaxed, the flow increased. Under normal circumstances, the feeling of Rob's throat swallowing would have given me an instant hard-on. But thanks to Miss Tina, that wasn't gonna happen. Just when I was trying to figure out how to split my piss between the two, Ryan walked in. I motioned for him to come closer. "Hey man," I whispered in his ear. "You got any piss in ya?" He just nodded. "Brian over here could use some, if ya know what I mean," I winked. Ryan placed his hands on Brian's shoulders, pushing him down so that he was on his knees next to Rob. I saw Ryan close his eyes, trying to relax himself enough to start the flow of piss. I knew it was working when I heard Brian cough a little and spray some piss out of his nose. But once he got the hang of swallowing, he didn't lose a drop! When I was done, I pulled my semi-limp cock out of Rob's velvety mouth, and pulled him to his feet. "Wait here," I whispered to him. "I'll be right back." I went next door to my room and shut the door. I felt a little guilty about making them drink piss, when I had plenty of Tina in my stash. (But just a little guilty - 'cause it was hot watchin' those two fucked up tweakers do whatever they could to get high!) I grabbed the glass pipe and loaded two rocks in it, and grabbed the torch. And just for good measure, I popped a half tab of "X" and another Levitra. Then headed back next door, just as Ryan was starting to run dry. Fortunately, it was still just the four of us in the dungeon room, so I closed the door to the hallway. "Look what I found!" I said, holding up the glass pipe for Rob and Brian to see. "Don't have anything to sell, but I'll share if you want some," I said, walking over to the mattress on the floor and propping myself up against the wall. Rob, Brian and Ryan joined me on the bed and I let Rob be the first to smoke while I held the torch. The pipe got passed around twice, while we all took deep drags of the thick, white smoke. "Fuckin' A, man!" Rob grinned, rubbing his hand along my thigh. "This is fuckin' great!" "Yeah - thanks, man!" Brian added. "We were just about to give up and go home." "As long as you're a nasty fuckpig, you're welcome to stay!" I said, waving the glass pipe in the air. "Hell yeah!!" the other three yelled in unison. "You guys mind bein' watched?" I asked. "Bri's a little shy," Rob answered, "but I love it!" I was starting to get the impression that Rob was my kinda chemwhore! We passed the pipe around one more time, and then I got up and opened the door to the hall. When I turned around, Rob had already hopped up in the sling, and was adjusting his legs against the chains. Ryan was casually playing with Brian's hole that was exposed by the jockstrap. I sat down on the bed and lit a cigarette. Brian inched his way over to me, and whispered, "If I can get you hard, will you fuck Rob? He wants that ring so bad!" he said referring to my PA. "Go for it, man," I told him. I really didn't think he'd have much luck, but I wasn't gonna turn down a blowjob from a sexy tweaker. He took his time, at first just warming my cock with his hot mouth. I could feel the warm spit running down my balls and into the crack of my ass - - - and then Brian found my weak spot - my hole. Without letting my cock out of his mouth, he slowly worked two fingers into my horny hole. I felt my body relax, as I gave myself over to his attentions. His long, middle finger found my prostate, and gently started massaging. My legs spread to give him more room to work. I heard the chains on the sling jangle, and looked over to see Poz Daddy dipping his fat cock into Rob's Tina-fueled hole. He was still wearing the yellow jockstrap from before, but had added a leather vest and biker's cap. He'd also brought a friend back with him - - - a big, black stud - also in a leather vest, and leather armbands around his biceps. He was stroking his leather, cockringed meat, while he watched Rob's hole get opened by his buddy. I was torn between wanting that black cock up my ass, and wanting to fuck Rob's muscular ass with my growing hardon. (Tina makes you want it ALL!!!) Brian grunting loudly, as he slobbered over my thickening meat. He had switched position, and was now on his knees - Ryan sitting cross-legged behind his ass, feeding the Ken Ryker dildo in and out of his tweaked hole. Brian's free hand (the one not up my ass), encircled the leather ballstretcher around my balls and exerted a firm, steady tug. I don't know what it was (maybe the earlier Levitra?), but all of a sudden, I was rock hard! Brian noticed it too, and stopped his frantic sucking. "Fuck! That's hot!" he said, staring with the unblinking stare of a methhead. "Please fuck 'im!" he said, still staring. "Fuck 'im with that big, pierced dick!" Afraid of losing my hardon, I quickly got up and moved toward the sling. Poz Daddy took one look, and slid his wet cock out of Rob's gaping hole. "Fuck, yeah!" he grinned. "We got us a flip fucker!!!" I stepped into position at the edge of the sling and slammed my cock into Rob's open hole. "Fuck!!!" he yelled, with a twisted grin on his face. His hole felt like a tube of warm pudding, happy to be filled by a man's thick cock. "Fuck yeah, man!" Poz Daddy growled in my ear. "Fuck the pig's hole!" I felt my cock expand even more, as it got used to the sensation of the warm muscleboytweakerhole. I grabbed hold of the chains supporting the sling, and started moving my hips back and forth, watching my lubeslick tool slide in and out of the stretched pucker. The black guy moved in behind me, reaching around and playing with my pierced tits, and sliding his thick meat up and down my sweaty buttcrack. "That's right... fuck 'im...fuck his hole... fuck 'im with that big, pierced dick!" he quietly hissed in my ear. (I found out later that his name was James, and Poz Daddy (aka Brent) had texted him, and told him about the partypigs at the bathhouse. Suggested he come over an' fuck some ass.) James' right hand disappeared from my chest, only to help him position his cock against my sphincter. I stopped fucking Rob long enough to focus on my asshole, and felt the huge cock slide in me! "Mmmmmmmmmmmmm!" I moaned in approval, melting against the heat of James' big body, and letting him push me deeper into Rob. I was sandwiched between two hot guys, fucking and getting fucked at the same time!!! James took over now, grinding his muscular pelvis against me, and forcing me to fuck Rob harder and harder. The mixed smell of his sweat and the leather vest was like another drug for my chemmed-up mind, and I happily gave myself over to this fucking machine!

But as a pure submissive, would you Top to please your Top if he "demanded" it from you?

I had a very narrow range of "likes" in my 20's. Then met a few people in my 30's that helped me push my limits. Many were not my usual "type" and I soon discovered that if you look "outside the box" you'll find a lot of things that you're missing. Since then, I don't have a "type". As long as we're having good sex and enjoy each other, then that's my type.

It was a long day at the office, patient after patient, with very little time to eat let alone time to go to the bathroom. Before heading home, I sat at my computer and posted on Craigslist, I need the release tonight. Masc top – 45 Masculine top here HWP in search of a bubble butt bottom into kissing, getting rimmed and fucked. DDF tested at the beginning of the month. Prefer 20-30yrs hwp as well. I take care of myself you should too. Then I submitted a picture of my 7.5 inch uncut thick Latin cock. I could really use the release, business has been booming and that’s great but I want to travel, and meet guys. I drove home, and forgot about the post so I wouldn’t be disappointed by a lack of interest in the post. My roommate was gone for a couple weeks on business I could go home and spend my night naked, watch porn on the big screen and cook myself a good meal without any interference. No matter what it will be a good night. A few hours later I hear my phone go off with the email sound, my cock twitched in excitement. When I opened the email, there was a picture of an athletic, tone, young bubble butt bottom. He wrote his stats, 6’2 185lb with a 6.5 inch cut cock. He knew he was clean and double checked my stats because he has a girlfriend that doesn’t know and it need to stay that way. I couldn’t believe it, I would get to fuck a “straight” sexy bottom tonight. My cock was instantly rock hard, “the code is 002 I’m on the second floor of the building, door will be unlocked. I can’t wait to have some fun! I can show you my last results, we can play safe though if you want. See you at 8pm!” I wrote in reply. I took a nice hot shower and laid in bed, still rock hard with anticipation of fucking this hopefully great ass. It felt like forever, but I heard my apartment door open and shut, and the shadow of my hookup entering my room. Dressed in a plain white undershirt and sweat pants, the picture he sent didn’t do him justice. He didn’t waste any time either, while walking over to the bed he took off his shirt and slid down his sweatpants, the dim lights showed off every line, and curve of his athletic body. He got in bed crawling up to meet me, I grabbed him and pulled him in for a kiss. He was an amazing kisser for being “straight” I didn’t think he’d be as into it as he was. My hands roamed his body, his ass was firm, strong and big for a white boy. My fingers played with his puckered hole, “I want to eat your ass”, I said pulling his hips up towards my face, “suck my cock.” He did as he was told, this is where his straightness showed, his mouth was warm and soft but he wasn’t the greatest cocksucker. His ass though, his ass was smooth, tasted so delicious. He cleaned up well, not even a lingering taste of soap. His ass began to open up for my tongue, I pushed my spit deeper with my finger as he deep throated my cock as best he could. I turned him around and sat him down on my wet cock, sliding it between his beautiful ass cheeks. We continued to make out, tongues darting back and forth, when he surprised me by grabbing my cock and lining it up to his tight hole, pushing down onto it slowly. With spit as lube the entry was slow, he pulled up and I licked my hand to put more lube on my cock. He sat down and this time, I slid most of the way in and it felt incredible. He sat up, slowly lifting and dropping down onto my cock eyes closed head up towards the ceiling, he was enjoying it a lot. I ran my hands up his sexy abs to his shoulders and pulled him back down for his delicious mouth. I couldn’t take it much longer, I fucked his ass while kissing him for probably a minute or two longer before pushing him down all the way on my cock and cumming deep into his amazing ass. “Oh my God, you have the perfect ass” I said to him as he slowly rocked his hips back and forth drunk on the cum deep in his ass. “Thank you” he said shyly as he got up, my still rock hard cock leaving his ass with a *pop*. He was clearly nervous as he crept back towards his clothes and left. I wanted his ass again, I want his mouth again. Why do the hot ones have to be straight? I thought to myself as I jacked off to the thought of him. I sent him an email the next mornin, “Thank you for last night, but you left me still hard and wanting your ass, let me know when you can come back for more!” Surprisingly I got a reply within the hour, “Sorry I left in such a hurry, I’m still pretty new to all of this, it felt great though, I think your cum is still inside my ass. Kind of makes me horny all over again.” “that’s hot, keep it in there as long as you can or come back for more. How’s tonight?” My cock now rock hard at the office. I day dreamed all day of what I wanted to do with him. Bringing him to the office and fucking him over one of the dental cleaning chairs, meeting him at his house and fucking him in his bed, and taking him on a vacation away from his girlfriend. I couldn’t get him out of my mind. By the end of the day I had not heard back, I hope I didn’t scare him off. I got home, and while in the shower heard my phone go off. I left the shower running, and went to my phone I hope it says “on my way over”. It didn’t but I enjoyed this email even more. “I cant come over tonight, and weekends are tough, that’s when I see my girlfriend. Next week I’m watching a family friends house, and she can’t stay over if you want to come by a couple times. Maybe play some fantasies I’ve had but never tried.” I replied, “Yes, tell me them.” Hours later he sent me the most exciting email I’ve ever received. “Ok I’m super nervous about a lot of this but… One fantasy is to have my drink drugged and be used all night, with or without video. But to wake up knowing someone used me as their cumrag, sore and full of cum. Btw I’m game to try anything at least once. I want my hole opened up, I love the idea of someone pissing into it, either as an enema or just to fill me up. I have never cum from someone fucking me but I know its possible, I’ve told myself when I’ve been really horny that if I were to accomplish that, that I would consider it a sign I’m truly meant to be gay, to take cocks. Lastly, I like the idea of there being some secret thing I wear, have on my body that claims me as theirs. Other than these I love the idea of gangbangs, 3somes, exhibition, chastity, CBT, golden showers from groups, being abused and dominated, sometimes at my horniest even outed, and scat. I emailed him back “We will have some fun next week, I will come over every night that you can have me. One of those nights you will be drugged and I will use you all night, I will try to fist you, you will drink my piss when I ask, and who knows maybe I’ll call a friend or two. You have the most perfect ass, and I think its meant to take cocks, I will make you gay” “Yes Sir” “Address, phone number, and your work schedule please. I will text you before I come over each night.” I immediately started preparing for the next week, I went to a sex shop and bought restraints, cock rings, poppers and toys in different sizes. I want him to wear a jock strap, I picked up a Diesel, Andrew Christian and Addicted brand straps. I called in and got myself some Xanax from the pharmacy, and some other things for a good cocktail in case. I really do think I could make him gay, and I hope that he becomes mine when he realizes it. Monday took forever to come but I text him at 7pm, “can I come over?” “Yes, I need to clean up though” “See you within the hour”, I said, my cock already pressing into my jeans. I walked up to the house and knocked on the door, I didn’t want to walk into the wrong one. The boy opened the door, he was wearing shorts, and a t-shirt. “Here, go put this on and come to the door to let me in the proper way.” I said handing him one of the jockstraps. I shut the door, and he went off to change. I knocked again, he answered the door in just the jockstrap, but didn’t open the door all the way. He looked so hot, this boy will be mine. I pushed the door wide open, “Aren’t you going to kiss your gay lover hello?” He sheepishly stepped forward, and I grabbed him by the waist and pulled him in for a deep kiss which he gratefully returned. I spun us around so his ass faced the street, it wasn’t a busy neighborhood but I knew it would scare him and drive him wild. I broke the kiss, “my bag is in my car in the driveway, go get it.” And I shut the door, making sure to lock the deadbolt loudly so he knows there’s only one way back in. I went to the kitchen and started to make us a drink, and he was back at the door knocking. I walked slowly back to the door, and asked who it was as I looked through the hole in the door. “Its Trevor!” he said nervously. “Not remembering, how do I know you?” egging him on. “Sir can you let me in?” he said desperately. I opened the door a crack, “You got the wrong bag, and you will answer, ‘I’m your gay bottom’ if you want to be let back in when you get back. I went back to make him a special drink, piss, gin and tonic with a little treat for him. *Knock, Knock, Knock* But I had to finish making the drinks. It was hard to stop the flow of piss, but I wanted him to have the rest from the tap. *Knock, Knock, Knock* “Who is it?” I yelled from the kitchen this time. He hesitated, and I heard something softly said through the door, “who is it?” I repeated. “It’s your gay bottom!” he rushed and said just loud enough. I walked back to the door, he had the correct bag this time. “Good boy, thanks for grabbing my bag. I made us a drink, lets go chat. Yours is a piss gin and tonic. I’m drinking beer.” He seemed to like that, and I followed his perfect ass into the kitchen. We talked for 45 minutes, and I learned a lot about my future boy. “you need another drink, follow me” I said. I grabbed his hand and we walked to the bathroom, “On your knees, urinal.” He quickly got onto his knees, his hard cock stretching the jock strap. I whipped out my cock and put it in his face, “put your lips around my cock, but no tongue, you will swallow everything I give you tonight” His soft lips surrounded the head of my cock, and I let my stream go, I could hear him gulping. It took every ounce of focus I had to not get hard and stop my flow of piss. He swallowed the last of my piss, I grabbed his face, kissed him deep, and spit into his mouth. “Good boy, lets head to the bedroom.” He got up and stumbled, the Xanax must be kicking in finally I thought. We go into the room and I pushed him onto the bed, “on your elbows and knees, I’m going to eat your ass” I said. He was quiet but by his squirming I knew he was enjoying my tongue, I would stop every once in a while and suck his cock a little to keep him on edge. “What do you want?” I asked. “Your cock” “where do you want my cock?” “I want you to fuck my ass” “I will fuck you good tonight, slut” “Thank you Sir”, he answered as I sprayed a towel with Maximum Impact and pushed it to his face. “Deep breaths slut, these are called poppers, you’re going to like these.” I commanded. Sure enough his hole started to visibly loosen up, and this scared “straight” boy was now ready for the fucking of his life. He moaned as my cock entered his ass, I fucked him deep and slow, he took every inch of it. His ass was meant for cock, I’d make him realize it. He was moaning up a storm as I flipped him back and forth from his stomach to his back fucking him fast and rough, I would slow down and whisper things in his ear, knowing he wouldn’t respond much but hopefully it sticks in his mind. “You will be my boyfriend, we will travel and I’ll fuck you every day while we are gone, you take cock so well, you probably take cock better than you give it, your cock is mine, your hole is mine, I wish I could make your pregnant”. I repeated over and over. He answered at last, “fuck me until I’m pregnant.” That’s when it struck me, I knew how to make him mine forever.

I would fuck him too.

And that's not even mentioning all the benefits to society as a result. Less male frustration, less hate, less rape and harassment of women and so on.

100% pure bottom. i have never Topped and have never even thought about Topping. The submissive in me wants to please and one of the best ways is to let a Top use me in whatever way he wants...

SF was fuckin awesome pre pandemic. Contrary to what people are implying here that things died "because of apps" years ago, I was getting tons to great action at parties and events all the way up to 2019. Loads of seedy parties going on, especially Atlas ran ones like Truck, and parties at the old 442 location. I remember going to a random Truck Tuesday, nothing even special going on during that week and there were at least 50 guys there actively participating. The truck they ran during folsom was SHOULDER TO SHOULDER, even just walking down the hall was easy to slip in. I remember going to a dore party from someone who was just running their own thing and lived close to the action and there were at least 100+ guys going hard. Cumunions actually had people there and fucking. It was easy to 10-20+ loads in a night, and it didn't have to be a big special event. Then covid happened, and ALL the parties shut down, none of them came back. Horsemarket started up but it's a very specific vibe and its incredibly overpriced for what it is (but its the kind of price they can afford to charge during folsom... outside of folsom? LOL good luck). There's Pighaus but their parties only run maybe 1-2x a year since they're mostly based out of NYC and they too are incredibly overpriced for what it is. I agree with other comments. I think what happened was for some reason, the cost of these events just shot way, way up. So you can't really go to them often, which means you only ever bother going to them when you *know* they are going to be populated like for Folsom, otherwise it just isn't worth dropping $30 cash to do a Cumunion party at 1040 transform where most people just watch and there's not that many people there. On top of this, I think a lot of people just left SF when remote work started - its one of the biggest exodus regions in the US during covid. It really sucks, because now I'm actually quite close to SF so it easier than ever to casually go to these kinds of parties now but it just isn't worth the crazy cost and there just aren't that many of them any more. At least we still have Folsom/Dore, but its a bit disappointing to feel that everyone just "saves their load" for those two times in the year when it wasn't like this in 2017-2019. One slightly good thing though is some of the circuit parties have taken up the slack. I get lots of action at parties that Fog City Pack throw. The last one I went to (beta) actually had a proper fuck area that people were more than happy to use.

The following story is a true recollection of events which actually happened 2 weeks ago. If I’m honest, it’s taken a couple of weeks to sort everything out in my head. It was an epic session and it pushed me way beyond what limits I thought I had. To set the scene, it was 2 days after my 44th birthday. I’m a slightly chubby(ish) middle aged bottom, with dreams of being used as a cumdump. I live in a sleepy little town somewhere on continental Europe, where there is no action for miles and miles around me. I’m in a long term relationship with a woman, but we stopped having sex 4 years ago when she hit the menopause. I’m on prep, but given that I’m in a dead bedroom, there’s zero chance of passing anything on to her. I’ve always been bi, and have always found getting fucked by guys way more fun that sex with women. I was visiting friends in London, and a fuck bud hit me up. He knows about my situation, knew it was my birthday, and wanted to know if I fancied a birthday gangbang. Who was I to say no? He’s also the only guy I’ve ever done chems with, having been the first guy to ever offer me G&T. As long as I pulled out my phone every now and again to check MS Teams, work would think I’m online but in meetings, so the next day (Friday), I rocked up to his around lunchtime. He welcomed me into his place, and we went through to the living room to have a drink and a chill before everything started. As I entered the room I was greeted by the site of another slim, hairless guy in just his pants (we’ll call him A) but with a massive bulge in his pants. I could immediately tell that this was going to be a strenuous day for me. A was on the phone arranging some business, but we waved at me to say hi as my friend took me out to the balcony for a smoke. Turns out that A was a dealer and had brought a crap ton of party supplies for us. My mate and I sparked up some cigarettes, and he apologised to me, that somethings had come up, and whilst there would be a procession of guys to dump loads in me, some of them couldn’t get out of work at the same time, so it would be a staggered experience. I was just grateful that my friend had managed to put together anything at all. A finished his call and we went to the sofa. I stripped down to my jock strap and we all sat on the sofa. We all had a shot of G, and then the pipe came out. We started blowing clouds and catching up/got to know each other. I told A that this only my 3rd time on chems, and to be honest whilst it was fun, I never really the experiences that I’ve read about on here. Yeah I was relaxed, and there was a strong desire to get fucked, but it had always been less than I’d expected. My friend hates needles, and had asked that we don’t slam in his flat, but everything else was fair game. A asked if I’d ever had a booty bump, and I said yes, but as my friend is top, and only really smokes it, we didn’t really know what we were doing, and we’re probably far more conservative with the stuff that necessary. A’s eyes lit up and he started smiling. He said that he had to pop out for an hour, but when he got back he’d mix some bumps for me that I should appreciate. A headed out and my friend and I went to the bedroom. He put some porn on and I devoured his 8 inch cock. Turns out he was the smallest cock of the day. We alternated between blowing clouds and then sucking his dick. Eventually he laid me on my back with my legs in the air. I braced myself for the initial pain/discomfort that normally comes when the first dick goes in, only this time he just slipped in. The G&T clearly helped. Over the next hour my mate had me in multiple positions. He really went to town on me and I was loving just being his fuckhole. In the distance I heard the front door open and A calling out that he was back, then my friend asked me if I was ready for my first load of the day. I was on my knees and started squeezing was what left of my anal muscles on his cock as unleashed the contents of his balls into me. We laid back on the bed recovering for a moment, then he handed me the pipe and said he was going to see what A was up to. I just laid on the bed for a while, toking on the pipe and watching porn whilst feeling then cum slowly drip out of me. My mate reappeared carrying a small tray with 3 syringes filled with liquid. The booty bumps had finally appeared. He administered the first one and asked me if I was ready for round 2. We went into the living room to see A back in his pants, and that he’d brought another guy with him (who we shall call B, because I’m imaginative). B was naked and stroking a massive cock which at half mast was already getting on for 9 inches. As it was the only exposed cock, I quickly got on my knees in from of B and started giving him a friendly “hello” blowjob. As his cock grew in my mouth I began to really hope that the chems would kick in soon, as otherwise I was in serious trouble. I sat up on the sofa as we did another round of hellos. It was over an hour since the last G so we did another shot with B. A asked me if I was having fun before pulling his own cock out. It was a thick beast, and I couldn’t help myself. I got on my knees and started sucking it for a good 5 minutes. They then told me to get on my knees on the corner of the L shaped sofa. A and B started pushing their fingers inside me, commenting on how wet I was and that my friend must have shot a huge load in me. A leans over the sofa and puts the pipe in my mouth. B is standing behind me, slapping his dick over my hole. Then he slides himself in. I thought he was going to be gentle after the first couple of strokes, but he then started testing if I could take a pounding of not, alternating between hard and fast, deep strokes, and slower stokes going the full length of his cock. For anybody keeping count of time, it’s about 20/25 minutes since the booty bump. My first proper booty bump with what I later found out was 0.2g of T. A wave just washed over me. A rush that I’d never had before. Concentration on anything other than the cock inside me was impossible. I also began sweating like I was in a sauna. Getting words out was impossible. A and B knew exactly what was going on, as they were watching the physical change in me. I then started pushing my arse back into B’s cock. The harder he fucked, the more I slammed myself into him. I started clenching my ring around his cock, trying to milk it for that creamy goodness. A offered me the pipe, but I was so damn high I began to worry about having had too much. I just buried my head into the cushions and let whatever was going to happen to me take place. B pulled out and A slammed his cock into me. This wasn’t just a forceful entry, this was a full on slam fuck. He was brutal. No mercy, just slamming into my hole as hard and as fast as he could. It didn’t hurt. The small part of my brain that wasn’t high and was just watching me with curiosity was amazed that whilst I was moaning, groaning and begging for more cock, my body was registering the feeling as just an extreme fuck, but it was not painful at all. Or at least, the sensations were not registering the feelings as pain. I do not know how long he was fucking me for. Time was an abstract concept. I do remember that A called out he was going to cum. He pulled out for moments and then slammed it in to the hilt. I just laid there panting and being a generally sloppy mess. He slapped me on my arse and said “don’t worry, I can cum several times”. A pulled out, and was immediately replaced by B who wasn’t going to be outdone by A. This next slam fuck actually left me with a slightly bruised arse. It was insane what he was doing. This isn’t hyperbole, I’ve seen the video they made. I honestly can’t believe that not only was I taking it in my stride, but I was asking for more. Again, after an unknown amount of time B let out a roar and thrust all the way into me. He then pulled out and flopped down on the sofa next to me, still stroking his cock. I just laid there for a moment, panting and trying to make sense of what just happened, but then I leaned over to my left and sucked B clean. I too then flopped down on the sofa (after asking for a towel to catch the cum dripping out of me). A was laughing his head off, asking me how my first “proper” booty bump was. We then all had a bit of a hydration break, smoking cigarettes and chatting. All of a sudden my friend gets a message on his phone. The last 2 guys are on their way. He then showed me a picture of a huge black cock. This was one of the guys on their way. A told me to lift my legs in the air and after fingering my cummy hole for a bit, he pushed the next syringe in and emptied it. I’ll be honest, I was terrified about how I would react to it, but I was also horned up, it passed very quickly. Suddenly, my friend bends me over a stool he has and A quickly slides in. He’s not pounding as hard as before (seeing as it’s been at least an hour now since my last pounding), but it doesn’t take him long to get up to speed. This fuck is just another warm up apparently, and he blows another load inside me working 10 or so minutes (4th load of the day if anybody is counting). B then is right back there again, and he’s still in punishment fuck mode. The T hits hard again, and B blows his load once more. Making good on his promise, A calls out “me again” and dives in. I’m moaning like a bitch, and I’m sweating so much the fabric cover on the stool is soaked. Despite my focus on the cock inside me, I look up at some point to see 2 mountains of black men, naked and both stroking cocks that would normally scare the crap out of me. A blows a load again and the black guys start feeling the cum in my hole as I clean A’s cock. My friend asks if we should move to the bedroom. At this point I’m so spun I just do as I’m told. A and B both say goodbye as they have to go. And I’m then just roughly thrown on the bed and told to get on my knees. At this point, things are becoming a bit of a blur. I couldn’t tell you exactly what order things happened in, but I do know that the next hour or 2 included DP, several loads and one more booty bump. I was asked to put on a mask at one point, and it turns out that half of the fuck with the two bbcs was streamed on a Zoom room (hence the mask). At the end of it, I remember that we all went into the living room and had some food delivered. I was still coming down but I was at least making sense by then. It was remarked upon just how much of a cummy mess I was. All in all, I apparently got 11 loads that evening. I left around midnight, and got an Uber back to where I was staying. The next day was spent with the Godson and his family, trying my very best to hide just how hard the cum down was. Around lunchtime, I got a text from my friend, asking if I would potentially be up for it again that evening. I was….. however that will be another story

Part 2B: I am definitely not a bottom Giving Samir his first breeding was satisfying. Vincent felt like he was back in the game. He had his regular fill of hookups from the gym and bar and he was content. At least till he has that itch to break in another boy. Samir had been asking for his load ever since and he gladly gave it. It is not that he is getting bored with him. Samir is a handsome boy and definitely a keeper, but Vincent just need a bit more "challenge". "Hey pretty cocksucker. Miss you babe." His phone rang as a text message from Rahim comes in. "Ah, my Arab stallion fuckboy is back in town." Vincent grinds. Vincent met Rahim a two years ago and they had been hooking up ever since. Rahim travels between the west and east coast for work so sometimes they don't meet for months. Rahim is an Egyptian descendant. In contrast with the light skin boyish look of Samir, Rahim has that North African Arab exotic tan and a chiseled square jawline that he adorn with a short chin curtain. He has a buzz cut and an athletic body since he is a professional kickboxer. Vincent was instantly hooked when Rahim first messaged him. Rahim had tried hard to fuck Vincent since the first time, but to no avail, so he settled for the next best thing, Vincent's throat. And Vincent happily complied with it every time. He loved the feeling when Rahim grabbed a handful of his hair and pumped his throat with that thick cut cock. He leaks like a faucet and Vincent always had a mouthful of precum before he was rewarded with the cream at the end. The first time he was on all fours taking the throat pounding so hard tears were streaming down his face and saliva coated his chin and pecs. Rahim just finished practice that night and Vincent was drunk on musky ball sweat and he loves every second of it till this day. Rahim grew more comfortable over time also. The first time they met he barely talked. He just needed to unload and Vincent's throat was there. He would have railed that asian boy hard if Vincent wasn't so recalcitrant. He immediately blocked Vincent after their hookup and convinced himself that he was not gay, but that boy's throat was better than any chicks he had. A few months later, he was so drunk and horny after a failed attempts to hook up with a few chicks at the club. He just won a big game and he wanted to celebrate. Then he remembered someone who worshipped his cock like it was godsent. The asian boy was worth the trouble. His throat milked Rahim well, and he even cradled and licked his sweaty nutsacks like it was the sweetest candy he ever tasted. "Maybe I ll keep this fag as a backup plan." Rahim thought. And so it went on the third and fourth time. Whenever Rahim couldn't get a chick, he knew there is always a fleshlight to dump his load in. There was period that he didn't even bother to find a girl since they are too demanding. Why waste time and drinks if he can just go out with his buddies to celebrate and then use a fag later. What he did not expect was two months ago when during a throat fucking session, Vincent asked for a favour. "Hey. Can I lick your ass?" Vincent spoke when he took a brief break from deep throating. Rahim had to blink twice and looked down at the cocksucker still working his pole. He always keep his ass squeaky clean, but also he just came from practice and he knows it was sweaty. "You wanna do what now?" Rahim raised his eyebrow. "Just wanna make you feel good. We have hooked up more than a dozen times already. I know you always keep it clean down there. And you are not the hairiest Arab I met. It really turns me on." Vincent spoke in between each throating. "And I think you'll like it too." Rahim entertained the idea. He knew this fag worship every inch of his body, but he didn't expect him to ask such a thing. He chuckled to himself. "Alright, but don't you dare try anything else." "Nah. I m here to make you feel good only." Vincent said as he raised Rahim's leg and dove in. Rahim didn't like it. He loved it. It was tickling at first, then became more enjoyable, especially when Vincent tongue went deep. Soon he was leaking precum more than usual and it ran everywhere on his stomach as Vincent stroked his cock while eating him out. They tried many positions where Rahim squatted on Vincent's face, or when they were both on all fours and Rahim grabbed Vincent's hair and shoved his face into his ass. He finally unloaded inside Vincent's mouth as usual, but this time with Vincent's finger rubbing on his hole to mimic the tonguing feeling. It was wild and he could not get it out of his mind for days. He had to travel a month for another fight and it drove him nuts. All the girls he met would laugh at the idea or get angry at him for even suggesting it. And so he could not wait to see his personal fag again. The time finally came. Rahim just got back after a night of partying hard with his boys. He drank a bit more than usual and also quite high. It is gonna be great to end the night on a high note with that handsome fag serving him. Vincent came in and immediately got down to business. Five minutes into the cocksucking and Rahim already asked. "You are gonna eat my ass again?" "Fuck yeah, stud. Glad I pleased you last time." Vincent grinned and got to work. Rahim grunted deeply as the tonguing went on for ten minutes. "Go deeper slut." He demanded. "Sorry, bro. That's the deepest I can reach... Unless you want me to try a finger." He said gingerly. Rahim pondered the thought. "This is gay as fuck, but this bitch seems to know what he is doing." He nodded. Vincent asked for some lube and carefully slid in his finger, just a bit of the knuckle. He saw Rahim winces and quickly goes to work on his cock. It gives enough distraction as he can feel the flow of precum returns. Rahim relaxes his hole eventually and bit by bit Vincent went deeper, until he found the prostate and pressed lightly on it. Rahim's eye opens wide with a surge of pleasure and his dick responses with a big drop of precum that Vincent laps up happily. "Fuuuck. What are you doing? It feels good." Rahim said hoarsely. "Pleasing you, stud. Told ya bro. Your pleasure is my priority." He quickly answered and resumed the sucking and prostate massaging. The alcohol and weed are working wonder with the prostate stimulation while Vincent tease out Rahim with a slow blowjob, bringing him on the edge but never near enough to release. "Fuck dude. I want more." Rahim asks when Vincent pulled out his finger. "How can I help? What you want me to do?" Vincent asks innocently. "I don't know. Something more with that spot that you were rubbing. You are gay. Don't you know some way?" "Well. I do. But it s quite intimate. So you gotta trust me then." Vincent places Rahim's legs on his shoulders and lean in close to his face. "I don't care. Make me feel good." Rahim said in a slurred voice. Vincent was waiting for that and lines his cock to the loosen hole. He presses forward ever so gently. His small size allows him to not freak the Arab stud out. The last thing he wants is to get a punch from this champion. Rahim's cock is more than 20 cm long and with some flexibility, Vincent was able to suck the tip as he entering Rahim. "Arggh. What the fuck are you doing fag? Take it out of me." Rahim managed to utter in his intoxicated state. "Argh, uhmm." His thought was disrupted by the cocksucking that turns him on again. Vincent let it go on for two minutes before he stops to speak. He can also feel Rahim's hole opens enough for his cock to reach the prostate. "I am sorry. Am I hurting you? I just wanna make you feel good." With that he pushes in past the prostate and angled it to make sure it gets a good pressure on the spot. Rahim was speechless with the pleasure. "I should stop?" Vincent asks with a concerning voice as he grinds a few time against the spot. "FUCK NO. It... I just... I don't know." Rahim could not think straight. "Ok. Then two minutes if you don't like it I ll stop." Vincent said as he starts to slide in and out. And Rahim could not protest much but moaning and leaking precum. "So I'll stop?" He asks again and was answered with a pleading moan and Rahim's hands grabbing his hips, motioning him to rock back and forth. That was all the clue he needs. Vincent pounded away and Rahim just lays there and moans and grunts. When he was close, Vincent bends down and bring his face closes to Rahim. Their lips briefly touch to Rahim's surprise and Vincent pounded hard to unload deep in Rahim. It causes the Arab stud to spill his own load. He screams as his first anal orgasm as the cum shoots everywhere onto both of their abs. Vincent could see a drop of tear from Rahim. He held the stud tight as they came down from the orgasm. Vincent's dick eventually softens and dislodges, leaving the freshly broken hole oozing with cum. "What... What the fuck did we do man?" Rahim croaked. "We fucked, stud. I fucked you."

My first black dick was the most influential: it was my father’s business manager who, one day while just talking normally, we realized we both like men. I was pretty sure he wanted my ass. I visited the business one summer night cuz I knew he would be the last one out being the one to lock up for the night. He locked up. Lights off. In the back hall on the floor in front the main office, he fucked me and though it was painful at first, I was no longer the same man after that. I was about 22 and he was 44-45 maybe. 9.5-10” and good thickness. To this day, I think about Ty from time to time because he was the first among who sparked my transformation into a conquered man unable to resist the advances of superior Black Men who wish to use my holes and body for their needs and pleasure. I am writing this with two creamy wads deep up in my ass from my new Black breeder who turned me out in the locker room stall after we finished up at my gym. He’s almost half my age but it doesn’t matter cuz he owns me.

I want to absolutely ruined by Bo Sinn. Just wrecked beyond recognition.

Here’s me

In 2001 it was between 1 and 2 million, I remember I initially was told I had 52 T cells. When my doctor filled out the disability paperwork my T cells were at 12 on the last lab he submitted to social security. My Dad took me into the Social Security office I believe the last Friday in June of that year, and I had my first full check on August 3 with partial payments for June and July (For the life of me I can't figure out how why they would give me partial payments but I took them). To be honest, I felt fine. But the KS lesions is what helped me qualify so quickly, I was referred to an oncologist immediately and that was the beginning of the journey.

Chapter 36: Here Kitty Kitty The twink sent me daily pictures and messages telling me how he loved my cock up his ass, and he couldn't wait to feel my cock up his ass again. He also sent pictures of him fucking a girl. The twink asked if he could bring the girl over, and I said yes, but would only fuck him and let her watch. She could finger herself, or he could fuck her after I fucked him. The twink said he woukd ask her. Within an hour, the twink texted back and said she's fine with that. He included a pictures of her shaved pussy, his cock in her and his cum leaking from her pussy. I relented and said I'd fuck her, but only with a condom as i didn't want any possibility of getting her pregnant. I invited them over the next day. Before then, I showed dad our conversations. Dad kissed me and said i had made a wise choice. Dad said he wanted me to have sex with a girl, but didn't want me to knock one up. He told me that he didn't want me knocked up either but said if the twink wanted to breed me, he was OK with it. The next day they both showed up on time. The girl was very sexy, and had large tits, something I admired. We immediately went to the bedroom where there was a porn with two guys and a girl ready to be played. They immediately got naked, and the girl immediately started sucking the twinks cock. She seemed to be good at it, and I said suck my cock bitch. Once I was fully hard, I told the girl I wanted to fuck her tits. She agreed, and while I did, she fingered herself until dripping. I rubbed hlmy cock on her wet pussy to use it as lube on the twinks ass. I fucked him good, but the girl begged me to fuck her. I then put on a condom before fucking the girl. I said she should ride my cock so she could take it at her speed, and the twink could get his cock sucked at the same time. The twink came in her mouth before I came in the condom. I took the condom off and shared the contents with both of them. I was happy that I was able to try pussy, but there's nothing better than a hungry tight ass!

I think I found the photograph that this might be based on...

For me at the top of my list would be Danny D/Matt Hughes- though I'm pretty sure he's only gay for pay. I've always been attracted to him ever since I first discovered porn. I'd love to be pinned to the ground and have my hole destroyed & bred by that monster cock.

I jumped in the car and immediately noticed a wall with a door behind the front seats covering up the back, “where you headed to faggot?” What did he just call me? Wasn’t he calling me cute earlier? “Umm. Just a few blocks up is my house” I replied He started driving and after a couple minutes he asked if I could hand him a water bottle from the back of the van through the door behind the seats “Just go to the back of the van and get me a water bitch it’s the least you could do for me driving you home” My head responded with “Yes sir” before I could even process a different response, I opened the door and stepped through the back half of the van, it was almost pitch black because it had no windows, upon walking through I felt something come up behind me and grab me by my neck, but the van kept going, I tried to see what was choking me and pinning me down and i saw another man around the same age as sam except much bigger in both height and weight, im 5’4 and this second man was around a whole foot taller than me so me fighting back probably wasn’t the best idea but I still did it. SMACK “dumb little bitch really think you can get me off you?” he was on top of me at this point strangling me and slapping me. I was on the edge of tears, “Sam pull the van over so we can use this whore” “yeah yeah yeah I’m pulling into the alley now” As soon as the van stopped the man in the back grabbed me by my hair and shoved his cock down my throat, I have a really bad gag reflex and this sudden violence in my throat made me vomit on my abusers cock “What a fucking bitch, you’re dressed like that and can’t even throat a cock?” SMACK My eyes were full of tears, my throat was being raped, there was vomit on my cute shirt, and now Sam came into the back. They ordered me on all fours and Sam got behind me, the man who’s name I didn’t know but was abusing my throat went on for another 5 minutes while Sam was touching, slapping, and licking my ass, finally my rapist took his cock out of his mouth and lifted up his shirt to show me a tattoo on his chest “Do you know what this tattoo is bitch?” I responded “a scorpion? Um.. It’s your favorite animal?” He laughed at me when I said this SMACK ”do you really not know you stupid slut? it means I’m POZ, both Sam and I are poz breeders” before I could respond Sam shoved his dick in me, the only lube being his spit from when he was rimming me, it hurt so bad and I’m not used to having anything other than fingers in me “Wait…. fuck…. Ouch… stop…. doesn’t poz mean….. owwwww fuck… doesn’t that mean you have… hiv…” Sam grabbed my hair and pulled it closer to him as he was fucking me “That’s right bitch. And you’re gonna take both our fucking loads” To be continued

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

Pozzed while Cruising 6 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 #6 I got back to my dorm and it was only about 8pm on a Wednesday night. I had some homework to do, but I thought I should shower while no one was in the gang shower we all shared. I got undressed in my room and thankfully my roommate was not in the room. I pulled the plug from my ass and pink cum ran down my legs. I tred my best to clench up and hold it in, but I was so full of cum from 3 or 4 guys. I really lost count. What kind of slut loses count of how many cocks fucks him in a night. I guess this one. I lost count of guys, but I had at least 5 loads in my ass and two in my belly. I was not hungry for food, but I could suck another cock or four. I wrapped my towel around my waist and with my ass clenched tight but I could still feel cum seeping out of my ass. I hung my towel up, adjusted the water temp and let the water cascade over my body. I then let it all flow. I emptied my bowels as I let piss flow from my cock and I unclenched and pushed out what cum would flow. I watched as my piss and cum circled the drain in the open shower of the dorm. I felt a bit of relief as the warm wanted cascaded down my abused body. I was not out in the dorm. I was not out to anyone really, but soon out of nowhere I started sporting some wood. It did not help matters that the starting freshman linebacker came in to shower after his workout. I tried to hide my hardon, but alas he did see it. He laughed and asked me if I was liking what I was setting. I nodded in the affirmative. “All you white boys are the same. Alright come over and suck my cock” he demanded. “I don’t want to go out with a loaded gun” he quipped. Like a zombie almost, I absentmindedly stepped and bent at the waist to suck his thick powerful cock. He ran his hand down my back and started to play with my hole. His hand jerked away. I knew he had discovered just how well fucked my hole was and that I was still leaking cum. He just did not know it was mostly likely poz cum. “You like getting fucked white boy” he dropped out. I moaned an agreement. He pulled out of my mouth and pushed me around so that he could have access to my well fucked ass. He spit on his cock, not like he needed as I still had a fair amount of cum still deep in me. HE roughly fingered me for a moment and then slid his 8 inch black cock in me. I held onto the wall as he pounded my ass. “I think I could stay in all night and breed this hole, “ I moaned, “you like that idea bitch” He continued. “My roommate would like some of this too. I am tired of his mouth. Maybe you can teach him to give up his ass too”. His roommate was the new all-star freshman QB that was being groomed to take over next year. I got a little harder at the thought of getting the two stud football players into my poz circle. He slammed his cock in me about 20 more times before he filled me with his seed. I could see his cock covered in his and the other guys sperm. He forced his half hard cock in my mouth to clean him off. I could see traces of blood and shit mixed within the jizz coating his cock. 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. I was at his room in 19 minutes…

It was about 6 PM, I saw that guy's Cadillac parked out front when walked up. I snuck around the corner, and I saw him talking to the manager. He was looking at our old apartment, I still had stuff in there. What the fuck. I over him asking when the stuff would be out. The guys said, 20 days. Then fresh paint and it is yours. Nice! I could see a pair of my dirty underwear in his left hand when he came out, the manager walked off and he lifted it to his nose and sniffed. Then he put it in his pocket and walked out of the pool area. That is sick. I worked the next couple hour packing up my things in boxes even though I not yet have a place to go and brough my directly clothes over to Bryce’s place. I got a text just before I was going to the hotel for round two. The guys said, I found your number in your apartment, looks like you need a new place to live. I am renting it, if you do not have anywhere to go, you can stay with me till you find a place. This guy kind of made my skin crawl. He was creepy. I went back to the hotel and Brian was already there. I emailed the straight guy and he said he was ready. Same as last time. I looked at Brian and said, he was everything the same. I looked down and Brian was tenting. He had not worn any underwear so he could get his shorts down easier. We went to the elevator, I said, nice dick. Brian said, thanks it is almost eight and kind of thick. He said, I cannot wait to get inside that straight guy ass. From what I can tell he has a hot body and is good looking. Buddy of mine works at the hotel and snapped a picture of him in the hotel gym locker room. The guy had his shirt off, great chest and abs, good looking face. He was in just his underwear with that killer budge of his and a nice thick bubble ass we already knew about. I looked at it and I too was boned hard. Brian said, hot that a bottom is fucking a straight guy. I must admit as he winked at me. We entered same as last time, we both hot up and ate his ass. I got down and sucked his cock first this time and Brian brought some lube this time and he lubed up his dick. It popped in; the guy moaned loudly. He fucked him nice and slow and then picked up the pace and shot his load inside the straight guy 15 minutes later. I took his place, licked the guy's hole, there was cum on it. I slide in and fucked him but could only last five minutes. Brian got up again. The guy was about to move but he put his hand on his ass near his hip as he came around. He lubed up again and pressed his thick dick on the guy's hole and fucked him another ten minutes and shot his nut in the guy and pulled out and off the bed. I continued to suck the guy until he flooded my mouth with his cum. Then the guy got up not saying a word and went into the bathroom and Brian and I left. Neither of us said a word but when we got downstairs, we both went into the bathroom, and I pulled Brian’s shorts down and sucked his thick cock clean. It was still hard, and he shot yet another load in my mouth. I headed back to the Bryce’s place. I checked squirt, the guy emailed and said, I need both throats at 7 AM, let me know tonight. I text Brian, he said fuck yea. This is seriously hot. I confirmed and we both had our throats fuck and he ended up with three more loads, two from Brian and one from me. I sucked his cock clean and swallowed his load, after taking the straight guys upstairs and we sat in the lobby with a cup of coffee and waited for the straight guy to come out of the elevator, pulling his league, across the lobby for the uber waiting. The guy was hot! What was even hotter, he had our loads still in him. Brian was so excited he leaned in and kissed me. You need to include me anytime anything like this happening fuck this was so hot. I agree and we went our separate ways. When I got back, I thought maybe I should not have done it but fuck, my dick was so hard I had to go jack off. I blew a huge load all over my stomach. I looked down at it, my load looked the same as before. Nothing seemed to change, the color, texture and smell. I tasted it; it still tasted the same. Maybe the test results were wrong after all. I got a text from Brian, all it said was Hot!!!!! I dozed off knowing that I had an appointment tomorrow at 6 PM again at that weird clinic. I woke up in the middle of the night imagining that the nurse had me in a barn and my ass was up and a pony was fucking my hole. I woke up terrified, my heart was racing but my dick was rock hard. I jacked off again and feel back asleep. When I woke, I was hugely worried about my living situation. I refused to entertain that weird guy offer. No one had responded, I sent one last email. The ad read, need a house attendant, you must me very responsible, no guest allowed, be quiet, younger guys preferred but open, this position offers, housing and some financial benefits. Send your emails to ESTwatchers@gmail.com Please include a picture of yourself, this host often has guest by the pool. Please take a selfie by the pool in a speedo front and back and a face shot for consideration. No nude or pornographic pictures. His is a professional position and we are on the up and up. I put on my best speedo and went to the pool and snapped two shots and a face shot and sent the mail. I got an auto response that my email had been received and would be reviewed. It went on to say, if you do not hear right away. There may not be a position for you, you will be contacted once one opens to see if you are available. I really hoped something would come of this. I signed back on squirt; the straight guy emailed. Hey fag, that was hot fucking two fag boys' throats. I will be back in two nights, let me know if both of you are available. I need some more throat service. My dick was rock hard, I text Brian a copy of the message and he text back. Fuck yea. I text the straight guy back and said, yes, we are both available for you to fuck our throats. His response was good fags! I chuckled that he kept talking like that when the three of now knew how much he loved taking dick. I bet Wes would love to get his dick inside that Straight guy hole. The thought of that made me rock hard. I jacked off picturing it. I wanted to see if Wes would be into it. I was not even sure how to even ask him, but I text him. The exchange is below: Me: He Wes, what’s up? Wes: Hey little fag, you need my POZ cum in your ass. Me: I have been thinking about you, yea I think I may have to come over sometime. I am trying to hold off since I am still on Prep (not sure why, but I am I thought) Wes: Let me know if you change your mind, you know I really want to get inside your neg ass. Me: Well, that is what I am texting you about sort of. I started sucking off this straight guy who was coming to town. Huge dick, totally anonymous where he would fuck my throat and eventually shoot his load down it. Long story short he loves his ass eaten too and a couple trips ago I fucked his hole and shot inside it. He loved it. I brough a buddy, another bottom. The same thing happened but we both ended up fucking him and Cumming inside him. Me: If the guy were into it and no promises, would you eat his hole and fuck him? Oh, and I forgot, once we go in the room there is no talking, and the lights are off. He is hot, bubble butt on the guy about 30 years old. Wes: Fucking Yes, I do not do the throat fucking thing, but I would eat his hot hole and breed the fuck out of him. I would not even have to make him beg me for my poz load. Me: Okay, he is here Thursday. What is your schedule? I will see if I can make it happen. When the other guy fucked him with a bigger dick than mine, he moaned so loud. He would love your dick. I thought I would wait to bring it up, Wes texts back he would make time for something like this. I said, let me make it happen then. I went back to some schoolwork and killing time before my meeting at the clinic. I got a lot of my schoolwork done and projects caught up. All that time with Bryce put me behind, I was failing almost all my classes. It was 5PM. I decided to go for a coffee but went to a coffee shop closer to the clinic and waited there till it was 10 minutes till 6 PM. I got there at 6:05 and the receptionist was just about to lock the door. She let me in and told me the nurse would be with me shortly. Out came the hot nurse and he let me back. He took me to a shower and told me to clean out and he took my clothes and left me a gown on top of a towel. I did, I was dried off and waiting for him when he came back. He took me back to the room with the stirrups and got me positioned. He came over, took some blood, he said Doctor Ryan has called in another doctor for a consultation. Doctor Vince will pop his head in, he will say hi in a minute and then I more questions for you. He left and Doctor Vince came in. He said, Cody how are you today? I said fine. He said, good. Doctor Ryan wanted a second opinion on you and your case. Mind if a do a little pre-exam? No, go right ahead. Doctor Vince was hot, he stood 6’5 210 pounds of pure muscle great face and big arms, he also had big hands realized with he started examining me. He lifted my gown to my neck. He felt my chest, rubbing over my nipples. He was making them rock hard, and I started to moan. He pulled out a recorder, make not his left nipple is connected. He did the same to the right, then another note that my right nipple is connected. He worked his hand down my little body and then came to my dick. It was rock hard now and leaking. He lifted it, rubbed it putting it down. He lifted my balls and felt them and felt them, then let them go. He stated his recorder. Balls and penis unremarkable, alert and active. His hand went to my taint and down to my hole, he rubbed my hole without his glove for a minute making me horny. Then he put on a glove and lubed up his fingers and put one, two then three inside me. He worked them around and then slide another in making that four. His fingers were so thick. He felt like the other fist I had inside me already. He pulled out, degloved saying. Hole is remarkable, well used and ready. He left my gown like that and said the nurse will be in shortly to continue. On the way out, he hit the recorder and said, patient is very good looking, in great shape, blow average dick, above average hole and appears to be a bottom who loves his hole stretched. I was hot and demoralized all at the same time. He talked about me like, I was not there. I loved that, he called my dick unremarkable, but he liked my hole is what I got out of that. The nurse came in and said, Cody, I need to ask you some questions. Have you been taking your PEP? I said yes! How many loads have you taken since the last visit? I think 17, all in your ass. No, 8 orally and 9 in my ass. Anyone fists you, no, no one fisted me. Any of the loads Positive? I do not think so, you do not know he said. No, I didn’t ask. He smiled; he had not had any expression previously. He then lubed up my hole, slide the lube gun inside me filled me with lube. He washed his hands and left the room turning the light off like last time. Twenty minutes later the door opened and closed. Then I felt hands on my leg then my hole and heard a zipper, felt fingers at and then in my hole. They twisted around and then that fat head again on my hole. Again, poppers were put on my chest, they were cold, I grabbed then and hoofed four each side and then the huge dick slide inside me inching in slowly. I think it was the same guy who did this before. He was louder this time, under his breath he said, it fits better. Then nice fucking hole, then nothing for five minutes as I moaned and whimpered, his breathing hot heavy, he grunted and started to shake as he unloaded in me. He left it inside me till he softened, and he dick slowly inched, at the external ring he had to pull his head out. He seemed to clean up, then he left. Then the door opened and closed, another guy was at my hole, he was rock hard already. I hit the poppers again as he pressed against my hole. He slid inside me with some easy and fucked me hard and steady. I was moaning just before he shot his load, I came all over my chest as I said fucking A, I am Cumming. He pulled out, under his breath I heard better than before. He left, leaving me in the dark with cum on my stomach. The door opened and closed, then a hand hit my stomach and took the cum from my stomach to lube his cock. I hit the poppers, this must be Doc Vince, that hand felt huge. He pressed his dick on my hole, it was stuck, he lubed my hole and his dick more and tried again. He pressed, nothing then he pulled away and slide his hand inside me, four finger and twisted them around and pressed hard so they got all the way to his knuckles and withdrew them quickly and shoved his dick against my hole and I pushed my hole out and it grabbed his head and sucked on it. He said, nice. He was not talking under his breath. He said do that again, I did as he inched his dick inside me. This went on for ten minutes Once inside me he wiggled it around and used his body to pull it slowly out, then again, I had to suck him back in, but it only took a few minutes and finally he was able to slide in and out of me. I kept hitting the poppers till he was fucking me. Five minutes later I was involuntarily Cumming again as his dick unloaded inside me. He pulled out, the Nurse came back in and said, that is it for tonight, your next visit will be Saturday. He took me back to the shower and I cleaned off and got dressed, the Nurse led me to the yellow exit door, and I went home with an appointment card. I went home, rubbed my sore open hole and fell asleep. I woke up at 4 am and had to jack off. Then dozed back off to sleep wondering how it was going to go at the studio and knowing I could now rent a hotel room if I needed to Monday when I had to leave Bryce's place.

That is all he said, I text him a couple more times and I only got back an auto message" Bryce cannot talk right now. He will text you when he can." I was numb. What the fuck now. I sat in the living room and wondered who, how was it, Wes? Someone else. I looked up how long it takes, and it said two weeks or more. It was not Wes or the two random Poz guys. I shut my phone off and sat in the dark for the next three hours. I cried and took several walks after and even took a dip in the pool which I had not done in a long time. I signed on to Squirt later and I got a message from the straight guy I had fucked. He said he would be back tomorrow. He wanted to use my throat again. I decided that was harmless. I asked what time and he said be here at 7PM. Once I check in, I will send you my room number. I anticipated a call from the Doctor’s office, telling me that, I was positive. I just was not ready to have that talk. I mean, yea, I knew, Bryce knew, now the studio knew. Fuck, the phone rang. I hesitantly answered it thinking it was the doctor. The women on the line said, the director would like to have you in to do another interview. It is a paid interview, you will receive between $500.00 to $3,500.00 depending on how long it goes, how long you stay. I would like to schedule you for Friday. Will what work? I needed money I thought, yes, that will work. I started looking for rooms to rent, text Geo, John and Wes the same message below: Hey babe, been thinking of you. I am a little jammed up and need to find a room for rent. My lease ends at the end of the month, my roomie moved out already. I cannot afford the rent here. If you know if anything, please let me know. I half thought one of them would offer to let me move in. I received three messages all saying about the same thing. That sucks, if I hear of anything I will let you know. The only exception to the texts back, Geo said. So, you are going to be at the Studio on Friday. We have all been called back for an interview. Thanks babe, I needed the money. I thought, fuck so we are all getting paid for the interview. Weird. I did some homework, kept checking Squirt, there were new messages but nothing that interesting. It was 1 PM. I decided to go to the Glory hole, I text Red hoping he was free. He texts back, no boy, I am out of town. I text the older guy and he said he was free. I was excited. I got to the glory hole and there was a new old guy lingering around, he kept going into booth seven leaving the door ajar. He did it three times before the gray fox walked in. I had seen some guys in movies that were older and really good looking, this guy could be in movies. He walked straight into the last booth, The guy in booth seven came out and tried to go around me into the center booth but I got there first. I locked the door, and he went into the booth to the right bent down and said, fucking young whore. I have wanted him for months. I ignored him, he then said. I hope you get AIDS and stormed out of his booth and slammed the door. I swallowed hard, thinking to myself, I already do. I bent down, the guy had already dropped his pants and boxers and he fed his cock through. I sucked and licked it till he was nice and hard. He was really leaking, then he pulled out and turned around, put his ass up against the hole and spread his cheeks. I licked and tongued him long and hard. He loved it, he finally sloke in a gravelly voice. Eat my hole boy as he moaned. Fifteen minutes, the guy turned around and shoved his cock back in and I sucked him for three minutes, he groaned finally speaking again, swallow my load boy. He shot rope after rope on tongue till my mouth was full. I head his cock while I sucked it and then cleaned him off. He said beyond that point, he walked out after pulled his pants up and tucking his junk away in his boxers. He was so hot, is all could think, then he walked out without a word. I decided to go get a drink, the guy at the counter said. You, come over here. He was an average looking guy, 6’ not attractive but he seemed nice enough when I got change. He said, we had a complaint about you. A guy said you are having sex in the back. I need you to know that is not allowed here. I already knew, I heard some guys bragging. If you do not want me to ban you from here, do you? I said no, he gave me an address and told me to be there at 3:30. I asked him what the place was. I am not here to answer your questions, just know that if you do not show up, I will post your picture here and tell the staff that you are not allowed in the building. Okay, I thought and headed out. Fuck him, I said under my breath. I went back and watched some TV and checked squirt as I watched the clock. I googled the address; it was a warehouse. I decided I would check it out. I changed the credit card on my uber account, I had to use my debit card. I called the uber, it arrived ten minutes later. I arrived at this old warehouse; the man was standing outside. He motioned me in, I followed him. We have parties here, he showed me around and it looked like one of those euro films. Where guys pay to come in and use a guy's ass, mouth or fist him anonymously. He said, what do you think? I did not know what to think. He showed me a video on his phone and a said. I have a deal for you, I will let you keep coming to the bookstore if you agree to be at my monthly party each month. You will need to give up your ass, I have no trouble getting guys to suck cock. You can choose to get fucked or fisted. All guys will be bareback, you will not see any of them. I said, I guess I could. Then I stop, when is the next party? You missed the last one, it will be in 25 days. I decided I would agree, and I could always change my mind. I said, sure. I can do that. He then said, in the meantime you will suck my cock off whenever I want it. May even breed your ass several times before them. Today, you will service my cock, he unzipped and pulled his cock out and I squatted down and began to suck his dick. His dick grew to be nine inches, it was not particularly hot, it only got half hard but after five minutes he shot, saying swallow it boy. I did, then he said. Let me give you a ride home. I got in his car, a Cadillac, very nice and we drove off after he locked up. He dropped me off, he said. Good to know where you live. When to Bryce’s door there was a next day air letter. I opened it, it was very official, the letter head was from Bryce Long Agency. I read it and it said, they were terminating my representation contract immediately but all residual payments for films, online streaming, future releases of previously videotaped material, Bryce Long Agency would still own and have full rights to as previously agreed We are sorry that it has come to this, but we do not represent any talent that has tested positive for HIV. This was in bold. The letter pissed me off. I tossed it on the counter. A text came in, Bryce said. I am sure you have received your termination. This is a formality for insurance purposes. I am glad you are doing the interview on Friday. You will receive 100% of that interview and any further engagements. After you interview, they will home with a letter, explaining our time together and what it meant tome. For now, your portion of revenue generated in your first month. Your contract provided for 10% of all revenue. The money will be zelled to you over the next three days. Just then I received a notification that I just received $10,000. You will receive the additional $14,000 over the next two days. I was completely excited and knew I would be okay. I sent my brother his money he loaned me back. I was sitting there waiting to hear from the hotel guy when it dawned on me that if I received $24,000, Bryce received $216,000.00. Seriously I thought. I went to the coffee shot; John was not there. There was although a cute barista who was getting off work. We got talking and he said that John and he had dated for a little less than a month. Oh really? Have you met Wes? Yes, Wes is a hot guy, he loves to get young guys to take is bare Poz unmedicated cock. I looked pale, he said. Me too. I said, so are a bottom too? I am versatile bottom. Nice, we exchanged stories. I told hm about the hotel guy and he said that sounded hot. I even told him how last time I fucked him and how crazy hot that was. He agreed and said, ask him if he wanted two mouths, he admitted that he loved to suck cock too. I said, you must be able to deep throat his huge cock. Can you do that. He said, yep. I have no gag reflex. We never really talked about status, I was not ready to tell anyone, and he did not volunteer his. We exchanged numbers and I headed to the apartment. When I arrived, there was a message from the hotel guy. It read; I am in early, ready for your throat. I emailed him back to say, I can be there in 40 minutes. Let me know if you are ever in the mood for two throats. Have a buddy, 25 5’8 130 dark hair, he has a deep throat too. The response shocked me, he emailed. Find out if he is free in 40 minutes or at 10 PM tonight or both. I emailed back, okay. I text my new friend Brian, he said he was, and it would hot. We both arrived in 30 minutes. I admitted that last time while I was eating his hole, the guy loves that I said, I slipped my finger and eventually he let me fuck him. I shot inside him. No promised but wanted you to know that may happen. Brian said, fuck that is so hot, this guy is straight right. I told him yea, he said no gay stuff the first time and the second time he let me fuck him. Fuck yea! I told Brian, let him lead. He will tell us what to do. Brian said, I will bro. I emailed and he sent me his room number 413. One or two? I emailed back two. Come up. The room will be dark. No talking. I turned to Brian and said, yea forgot to tell you no talking all, to him or each other. Brian winked as we entered the elevator. We got to room 413 and I knocked. The door was open, and we went in. It was pitch black. We both heard him say, on your knees. No hands, when I put my hand on your head open your mouth and throat. He walked over, I was closer, so I went first, He put his hand on my head, I opened my mouth, he slid all the way in and fucked my throat. Brian reached out and held my hand. This went on for five minutes. Then he went to Brian, soon Brian was having his throat fucked and the guy went back and forth, four rounds each. Then he said, time to eat my hole you fags. He crawled up on the bed like last time and I began to eat his hole. Brian watched and then Brian at it. He moaned, I want back to tongue fucking him as Brian got under him and sucked on the straight guy's cock. It made him moan. I slide my finger in like last time and he pushed back. Then two and he pushed back harder. I pulled down my shorts, spit on my cock, lined it up, pressed in and fucked him for five minutes until shot my load inside him. Brian got up and we traded places. I immediately started to suck on the guy’s head, lick all over his cock. Brian ate his hole with my load inside. Tongue fucked him and the guy moaned, he pulled down his shorts and pressed it on the guys wet cum filled hole. Brian tried twice and then on the third time the guy's hole opened to accept his dick. Brian fucked him slowly at first and then started to speed up. The straight guy was moaning really load. Brain stood up on the bed as he pounded the straight guy's ass, they were both moaning, Brian came fist and shot in the guy’s ass. I sucked harder and deeper, and the straight guy filled my mouth with his cum and I swallowed. Brian backed off the bed, I slipped out from under him. The guy got up, said, I am heading into the bathroom. When I get out of here, you better be gone. We both went out into the hall, Brian pinned me against the wall and kissed me. When he broke, he said he just had to taste that guys cum. We went downstairs and parted way and agreed to be back at 10 PM.

I curled up on the bed, then I decided I needed to go to the bookstore and work this out. I cleaned out and headed over. I text the older guy with the PA. asking if he and his friend would be there. He texts me back, when are heading over. Now, I text. Let me text a few buds and see if anyone is available. I started walking, a text came back. See you in 15 minutes. I came in just as two hot guys were leaving. They had been in booth seven, could only imagine how that started. I waited five minutes and in walked the PA guy and two buds followed. The blind guy was there and new guy. He looked military, 28, had tats and a crew cut. The military guy looked me up and down. I started to go into the booth and PA guy came in with me. He tapped the booth to the right and Military guy slide through a long thick dick. It was a surprise that he was uncut. I leaned down and sucked his dick for a couple minutes and then PA tapped the other glory hole and the blond guy slide his cock through. Long thick and cut. I licked and sucked his dick. Then he told me, both seven is waiting for you. These two guys are going to fuck you. I opened the booth we were in and walked to seven. The blond guy came out first and then Military. The blond guy came in and kissed me, when military tapped on the door the blond guy unlatched it. We were making out when there was pounding on the door telling us to put money in. The blond guys said, come over to my place and we can have some fun. I agreed and once the attendant had left, we slipped out and four of us walked to the Blond's apartment. When we arrived, the blond told me to undress. The lights were off the three guys also undressed and PA had me suck his dick while the two guys went into the bedroom. PA brought me in, and the blond was on the bed. He lubed up my ass and slide his fingers in me and said, go ride that big dick. You loved his dick last time. I got up on the bed, grabbed his dick and slide it into my hole and lowered myself on him. He pulled me forward and fucked me for a couple minutes, Military guy was fucking my mouth while the blond used my hole. He pulled out and PA fed me his cock and PA went around and pressed his dick against my hole and forced his way inside me and they both fucked me for ten minutes and military shot his load inside me. He pulled out, came around and fed me his cock to clean off. PA was next to push in, he went in easier, and he fucked me and soon came inside me, and he took Militaries place, I sucked his dick. He had taken out his PA to DP me. That is why he went in so easy. I heard the front door, military was gone, then PA left. The blond told me to ride his dick while he texts a couple buds. Five minutes later I heard the door, a guy got on the bed and pushed me forward, pressing his cock against my hole and he finally popped in. He said, fucking tight hole he fucked me, it hurt. I heard the door, and another guy came in and he fed me his cock. Nice thick uncut dick. Soon the blond shot inside me. The new uncut guy took the blonds place on the bottom, and he told me to slide on him. I did and the guy in back shoved his dick in me and pounded my hole till he shot inside me and pulled out and left. The blonde was in the shower, The guy inside me still pushed me to the side and told me to spread my legs and he fucked me till he came inside me. He grabbed me and took me to the living room and said, better get dressed, Mike never likes the bottom to still be here when he gets out of the shower. I rushed to get my clothes on, shut the door and walked home to my empty apartment. I text Bryce to see if I could crash at his place. He said, sure but only for a few days. I went over, the key was where he said it would be and I went in, I was able to watch TV and I poured myself a couple shot to take this dull pain away. I spent the night chilling; I did not answer any texts or calls. I feel asleep with the TV on in the living room. I woke up and checked my voicemail, there was a call from the social worked to call her back. It came in last night and she said my drugs were approved and are ready for pick up. I got around and rushed to the bus station and an hour later I was at the clinic. I picked up the pills and took my first dose. I felt better already. I got back on the bus and headed back. I got call from the clinic and they said, the Doctor Ryan has an opening at the clinic on your side of town tonight at 6 PM. He usually never books that time but for you he has agreed. I told him I would be there, they said they would email the address. I got home and it was already 1 PM, I got text from John asking to see me. He said he had a late lunch but needed to see me. I went over at 3PM, he welcomed me and took me into the back room. We made out and he pushed down my shorts, ate my hole and then lubed up his cock and fucked me for ten minutes till he came. He turned me around and said, can you spend the night with me tonight. I told him yes, He said come over tonight at 10 PM I have a long day today. By the time I got back to Bryce’s place it was 4 PM, I grabbed a bite, used my laptop to do some homework till 5:30 and headed to the clinic. I headed to the clinic, I waited in the lobby and the receptionist left. It left the male nurse and the Doctor. Cody, the nurse said, come back to room four. I followed him to room four, he handed me a gown telling me to get undressed completely and Doctor Ryan would be in. I was sitting there naked, the nurse came back in and said, change of plans. He wants you in room one. Leave your clothes here, you will come back here when you are finished. The nurse placed me on a table with my legs out in stirrups, my gown pulled up. Doctor Ryan told me to restrict your ability to have an orgasm. I understand that when he examined you earlier you had one. He would like to be able to complete the exam without you having another orgasm. He placed my balls clasped in metal sleeves keep my balls from moving. He then caged my dick. Finally, he put gloves on and lubed my hole and slide a metal piece inside me and lubed up my insides. Okay, Cody, the doctor wanted to know a few things. You said you only took one Poz load and the guy lied about it, is that right? I hesitated but said Yes. Since then, have you jacked off at all about poz guys or cum? Again, I hesitated and said No. Cody, it is important that you are honest here. This is a safe space. Okay, the guy did not lie, he told me he was positive, and we agreed he would not cum inside me, but he did. Oh, so you let the positive guy fuck you bare. Yes, I love bare cock. I told him we should wait but he slid inside anyway. I see, so you have difficulty saying no when you are horny. Is that correct? Yes, that is very correct. This one is always hard for bottoms to answer. How many individual loads have you taken, not tops but the actual loads? Doc thinks it is best to give you multiple choice. Less than 10, less than 20, less than 40 or less then 50 and finally more than 50. I hesitated, Cody, there is no judgement. More than 50 I said quickly. Orally and anally. Okay so you really do love cum. What is the biggest dick you have taken? 11.5 and several beer can, thick dicks. Ever been fisted? Yes! Do you like being fisted? Yes, If you could be fisted or fucked with a huge cock and the guy cums inside you which, would you rather. The guy who cums inside me. I am going to leave the light off, it will help you relax for the examination. I heard the door and then felt a hand on my stomach, then he felt my dick and balls. Moved to my hole, a finger slipped in, then another. Soon he had four inside me and then he pulled out. Then he pressed what felt like a baseball club inside me. It did not want to go inside me. He pulled away. The fingers entered again, this time he pressed harder, and his thumb went inside me. Soon he had his fist inside, and I was moaning. Then his big dick pressed up against my hole. I remember that I should push out and I started to push out and soon his dick was inside me. My hole was still tight around his elephant dick. I heard spray and impact was put on a rag and put in my mouth. I opened some and he started to slowly fuck me and soon he was fucking me at a nice rhythm. Then I heard him grunt as he shoved inside me, he stayed there till he dick softened, and it slide out. I could not believe what had just happened. Five minutes later the doctor came in and said, Hi Cody, sorry for making you wait. I see you met Travis the nurse. He asked you lots of questions and I am looking over your answers. I am a bit concerned that you take so much raw cum inside you not being on PreP. Once your results are back, we really need to start that. I am going to put my glove on now and see if the abrasion in your hole has changed any. This may be uncomfortable. You and use these if you need to. He tossed me poppers. He sat down, I could not see him, but I felt his fingers in my loosened-up hole. It had to have cum from whoever fucked me. He slid two, three and then four. He twisted back and forth I all I could do I moan much like ai did when the guy was fucking me. He slides his thumb beside his fingers and worked my hole and his fist went inside me. He worked my hole and soon he was up the forearm. That is good Cody, you are doing great. I had been hitting the poppers to help. He slowly pulled out and said, it is the same. That’s good Cody. Now, it is important to let that hole relax. I am going to turn the lights off. Rest! Again, someone came in, this time they went straight for my hole. A baseball bat sized cock pushed against my hole. It seemed different and slowly slide inside me. This time whoever it had fucked me hard and long for ten minutes and show his load inside me. I heard him say hot hole. Then he pulled out and disappeared out of the room. From the table I could not see the door open and close just the light and darkness. I thought fuck, this is a doctor's office. When the nurse came back in and cleaned up my hole he said. All finished. I have made you another appointment for Wednesday at the same time. He unleased my penis along with my balls and helped me down and walked me back to my clothes and said, I will leave you in here to get dressed. You may leave through the yellow door when you are finished. I left, in a daze, this was entirely fucked up. I rushed back to Bryce’s and jacked off. I did some homework and answered some texts from my mother and family. I had reached out form some money and I had already received $3,000.00 to help me get stabilized. I also started looking for a place to rent. Just a room to rent for now. I send out several emails but nothing yet. I was killing time; a text came in from Wes. When can have that hot neg hole again? Not until I am on PreP. Sorry, just started PEP and need to finish that and then start PreP. He said, okay I get it. How about you come by tomorrow and we can just suck each other. We can do that till you are on PreP right? Make out? Let me eat your hole. Let me think about, hit me up tomorrow. I had two loads deep inside me and I was heading over to John's place. I needed to focus. Around 9:30 I headed over to Wes’s place. He kissed me and even had a present for me. I opened it and it was a cock ring. He asked me to put it on. I did, it was bright blue, Wes said it looked great on me. He helped me take the rest of my clothes off and then led me to the bedroom. I got up on the bed as he undressed, his dick rock hard. He got on top of me and kissed me, then slowly lifted my legs up and pressed his now lubed dick against my hole and it slipped inside. He fucked me for twenty minutes and shot inside, he then turned me to my side and kissed my neck and soon he was hard again, and he slide inside me and fucked for thirty minutes and shoved deep grunting loudly as he shot. When I woke up, he fucked me one more time this time making me cum all over my chest. We showed and again, toast and fruit. Then I was off my way, later that day I took my HIV test that Bryce sent. I thought nothing of it I went to the store and came back. It said, I was positive. That cannot be. I took another one, this time I watched it and this one came back positive also. I took the third test; it was fucking positive. I reached out to Bryce, he asked if I took my test the studio was asking. I snapped a picture and sent it to him. He said, nothing but what is your Zelle, I received a notification that $5,000 was deposited in my account from a corporation. I asked him what that was. He said, it was part of the deal. You held up your end, this was the final payment. He said, I will send you a video explain it all to you. By the way, the movers will be there this coming Monday to get my stuff. You will need to find a place by then. That is all he said, I text him a couple more times and I only got, Bryce cannot talk right now. He will text you when he can. I was numb. What the fuck now. I sat in the living room and wondered who, how? Was it Wes? Someone else? I looked up how long it takes, and it said two weeks or more. It was not Wes then or the two random guys. I shut my phone off and sat in the dark for the next three hours. I cried and took several walks after and even took a dip in the pool which I had not done in a long time. I signed on to Squirt later and I got a message from the straight guy I had fucked. He said he would be back tomorrow. He wanted to use my throat again. I decided that was harmless. I asked what time and he said be here at 7PM. Once I check in, I will send you my room number.

Since COVID hit i have met three men in my neighbourhood, all three are married and had never been with a guy...after a few chats online they all have folded and dropped by for a blowie...3 very stunned and impressed men. one has now ventured into fucking me, and last week he thought he was sneaky by ripping off the rubber and blowing in my hole...the other wants to see if I’m full of shit when I say I’ll drink his piss straight from the cock without any spillage...believe it or not both guys came up with these ideas without my help 😉 I must be alright at blowin dudes then?

I had no idea about this couple except glancing knowing them - in a small bar - drinking - went back to their place - having fun / drinking - the husband falls asleep . his was so Beautiful - set of tits would not quit - she mentioned be back - she came back in a kniighty - see through gown - pussy really hairy - she came on to me - taking my clothes off -oh fucking HOT ! Pounding her pussy really Good - Big Huge Load dripping out ! Next thing I knew she went down - licking me - sucking me off - pounding her mouth - then in a shock - looking down - it was her husband taking me . She crawled up - kissing me lightly - spread her legs over my face - eating her cunt out - then realizing her husband tried fucking me - I allowed him shoot his load up in me - they now have a friend for future good times !

I think that fuck benches should be reserved for slutty take all-loads bottoms and not for bottoms with conditions, either age or safe-sex only. Not cool because that picky bottom can free the spot for another bottom willing to be the slut that other guys in the dark-room expect. I was at Steamworks-Toronto a few years ago and when I walked into the dark-room there was a hot bottom on the bench. I said, "That's great" so I approached him and noticed that he was asking for condoms. He was a hot young bottom and next to me there was a guy with a huge hard-on, probably on Viagra, letting me know that he wanted to fuck bare and breed that hole. He then pulls out a condom and bites the tip of it, puts on the condom and pokes the bottoms hole. The bottom checked and felt the condom so he let this guy fuck him. I knew what was going on but I wasn't going to get involved, plus the whole thing was turning me on, so I just encouraged this guy to keep fucking him. When he let out a loud moan, he pumped for a few more seconds, pulled out and disappeared into the darkness. It was so hot to feel his sloppy hole, then someone immediately, with a condom started to fuck him but I knew he was churning a nice load. Not sure if he realized what had happened, but it was hot. If he discovered later that he had been stealth maybe now he jerks-off thinking about this incident.

The next few days were a lot for me to take in. I had to wrap my head around the fact that in a moment of passion I allowed myself to be infected and changed the course of my life up to that point. Eddie was a stinky ,dirty old man with a big cock I could not get enough of. I still can't understand how he has been able to keep such control over me. The fear of not knowing how to deal with my wife and family, I was devastated.. But at the same time anytime he demanded sex in any way I complied. Any kinky sick request I gave in to happily, he turned me into trash. I lost count how many times I sucked him off and he fucked me over the next couple days. My ass was destroyed just like he said and resembled a loose pussy more than my previous tight hole. Just when I thought I had sunk as low as I would go he told me to put my panties back on and we had to make a run. He needed beer so we walked down to the 7-11. It was just starting to get dark and when we got there a homeless guy from the neighborhood was hanging out back. Eddie knew him and called him Tom, and introduced me as his new bitch. Tom said I didn't fit the mold but Eddie assured him that he would see for himself just how well I would do. Tom said traffic was light that day.. I guess it was known in the area that for a few bucks for beer money these guys would suck or fuck, and there were actually guys willing to take them up on it.. Desperate times I guess. After sitting there for about an hour a guy in a delivery truck pulled up and asked Eddie if he wanted a beer. He said he sure did, but that the new meat would be doing the honors. Eddie told me the guy was a regular and I better suck him good and be sure to swallow every drop. He said if I swallowed the load We would earn a six pack of pabst , but if I didn't swallow the guy would get pissed and probably slap me around a bit and only give me a buck.. I got into his truck and he already had his cock out. I did as told and started sucking him for all I was worth. His cock was probably about 6 inches and uncut. that was a first for me but it made it even more exciting.. As he got more excited he started pushing my head down on his cock faster. He then asked what Eddie meant about me being new meat. He pulled my head up and I caught my breath and answered I had just recently started fucking Eddie. He then said just Eddie? I said yes. He then said he had to get some fresh meat for himself, and told me to get out of my pants.. I said sorry just the blow job, he said if I knew what was good for me I would be out of my pants quick and on his cock. I was not moving fast enough so he gave me a slap across my face. It shocked me so I moved faster, he laughed at my panties and called me a slut. I climbed up onto his lap and he thrust me down and impaled me balls deep. I started riding his cock the best I could and he was a bigger guy so he helped push me up and down to increase the pace, he was in control.. Thank goodness I had been fucking Eddies huge dick repeatedly because that and his earlier loads helped ease what would have been a brutal rough fucking.. After 5 or 10 minutes he grunted and started filling me with a huge hot load. Thankfully he was filling my ass, not sure if I could have swallowed it all.. When he was done he made me get off his cock and lick it clean.. He told me to get out of the truck and threw a five dollar bill to Eddie and drove off. Sucking and getting rough fucked for only five bucks made me feel even lower than I already did, Eddie took the money in and bought the beer.. Eddie said good job bitch, but don't get comfortable , you are just getting started.......

Hey everybody, I'm glad you guys are digging the story. I've got plenty more where this came from with this storyline if you're into it. Hope you enjoy part 2! So, a few weeks passed after Mr. James fucked me silly in the back of my grandmother’s office. Things returned to normal for the most part, but every time my cock would get hard, I’d think about Mr. James and what he did. Late at night, I would lay in my bunk bed and fantasize about going to the bathhouse with him. I thought about rolling with him and how good it would feel. That always got my hole to twitch. And then there was my hole. Mr. James had called it a pussy, and I’d never really thought of it that way. When he did at first, I was kind of grossed out, but the more I would rub my fingers around it, the hungrier it got to have his cock again, and I thought that maybe he knew more than I did about this. Maybe I did have a pussy after all. But most of all, I thought about his cum. For the whole rest of the day that he’d fucked me, I’d felt it inside all wet and sticky trying to ooze out my battered hole. And when I got home I found my favorite makeshift dildo and went to town smearing his nut as deep inside me as I could get it. I’d always used condoms before, and I was such a stickler about not wanting to catch anything, but during those late night moments in bed, I knew I needed more of his cum shooting inside me. It was just a matter of time. Finally, I worked up the courage to use the number I kept in my wallet. I bit down my nerves, and gave him a call. My heart was pounding, and I sat with my legs crossed to squeeze down my hardon as the phone rang. The other line picked up and a gruff male voice answered. “Uh, Mr. James?” “Oh, hiya, kiddo! How’s the day treating ya?” he said, immediately switching to that oversized cartoon voice he always used with me. “I’m good,” I said, and that seemed to be the extent of the words that would come out of my mouth at that point. “Oh, good, good. Have you been thinking about what we talked about last time I saw you?” “Yessir.” “Ah, well, then I’m glad you worked up the balls to say something. I’ve always said you can do amazing things if you put your mind to it, little buddy.” A shiver went through me when he said this, like some kind of horny premonition. I chuckled softly, but the silence came right back. “Well tell you what, why don’t we make this easy. What are you doing Friday night?” “Nothing.” It was two days away, and my dick ached at the thought of having to wait that long. Mr. James knew what he was doing, though, so I needed to follow his lead. “Good. Why don’t you swing by my place around 7. We’ll get ready and get a little relaxed and see where things go from there, how does that sound?” “Great,” I said, my voice cracking with a bit of relief. I cleared my throat and thanked him. He gave me his address, and we got off the phone. My whole body was flushed with horniness. I’d done it. I was about to do it, try something I’d never thought I would. It was going to be a long wait until Friday. The day finally came, and I made sure I was showered up and as ready for anything as I could have possibly been. I put on a black t-shirt, my tightest white briefs, and my baggiest jeans, and drove to his house. The drive took over an hour, and I was scared shitless the whole way, but there wasn’t much in the world that could keep me from having an adventure with Mr. James that night. I managed to pull up in front of his big stone-worked house right at 7. My legs shook when I got out of the car, and my hands were trembling uncontrollably. I could have called it all off right then, but I took a deep breath and rang the doorbell. Mr. James answered almost right away wearing nothing but a musty looking red jock and black motorcycle boots. I guess I should have realized this before, but he was one hairy guy. His entire 6’1 frame was covered in dark hair, and the jock sagged with the heaviness of his bulge. Right above the waistline on his jock was a tattoo of a biohazard symbol like you’d see in a doctor’s office. It looked so cool! “Hiya, little buddy. Your evening awaits,” he said with a little mock bow ushering me inside. I chuckled and stepped through the door. He had a big living room to the right with several comfy looking sofas and a big coffee table with a weird looking glass pipe on top of it. “Come on, get comfortable. No need to be shy here, kiddo.” He took a hold of my hand and drew me in for a gentle kiss. I melted into him as he unbuckled my pants. I was losing myself in his kiss while he was working my shirt up toward my head. He laughed a bit and pushed be back. “Hold on, partner. Let’s get you undressed and then we can get to business. We’ve got all night.” I pulled my shirt off and stepped out of my jeans and Mr. James let out a gasp. “White briefs? My beautiful boy, how did you know they were my favorite? Let’s just keep those on you. Now where were we?” He pulled me in again, and I opened my mouth ready to take in his big man-sized tongue. He came in close but stopped short of actually kissing me, holding my head in his hand and reaching up to cup one of my boy boobs in the other. I grunted a bit, sensitive about my doughy body. “Mmmm, such a beautiful boy. I love your body,” he said, as he made little circles around my nipple with his thumb. I couldn’t help but blush. No one had ever said that to me before, and I knew I’d do anything I could to make Mr. James happy. At first the nipple play felt just like touching any other part of me, but soon I felt this pulsing building in my nipple and moving straight down to my ass. The more he tweaked and massaged, the more on fire I became. He gave it a good pinch, and I let out a little whimper looking into his eyes that had become like steel. Then he kissed me deep and hard before I could protest, and I felt myself give over to him. After a few minutes, he pulled away. The front of his jock was tented and wet. He took a finger and dabbed at the precum oozing through fabric and brought it to his lips with a smack. “Tell you what, why don’t we go relax a bit and plan out the night.” I followed him over to the living room, where we plopped on couches opposite one another. “Do you smoke?” he asked. “Cigarettes?” I asked, worried about a lecture coming on. Mr. James just laughed his funny cartoon laugh. “No, silly boy. I’m not talking about cigarettes. Have you ever heard of Tina?” I shook my head no. “What does it do?” I asked nervously. I’d smoked pot a time or two, but never anything harder than that “Well, that’s a good question, kiddo. You see it makes everything a little brighter, a little better. You feel a bit like a superhero to be honest, and it makes sex the best thing you’ll ever experience in your life.” “Oh. Oh wow.” “Yes, wow. And what I happen to have here in this very pipe is grade A Tina just for us, little buddy. Tell me, do you want to unlock the pig boy I saw inside you the other day?” I nodded slowly. “Yes. Please, Mr. James. I want you to show me how.” “Ok, kiddo, let me show you how it goes,” he said with his characteristic goofy flair. “This here is a pipe. Now I assume you’ve smoked before, but not quite like this, am I right?” I nodded. “That’s my boy! See you’re already halfway there. Now this is how it’s done. I’m going to light this torch here, and when the crystals start to melt it’s going to get all smoky inside, and that’s where those pretty little bow lips come in.” I couldn’t help but let out a giggle. I couldn’t believe I actually giggled. “Once that smoke gets going I want you to suck in light and steady until I tell you to stop. You got it? Can you do that? I knew you could. Ok, let’s get started.” Just like he said, he lit the torch and the crystals melted. Whispy smoke filled the bowl, and he offered me the pipe. I wrapped my lips around the end and started sucking slowly. I kept going for what seemed like forever, until I was about to burst, when he told me I could stop. I let out a huge cough a giant cloud of smoke. That stuff tasted just awful, but immediately I felt as if I’d found a power up in a video game. I felt stronger, the light seemed brighter, and it seemed like my whole body was humming, particularly my pink little hole. He gave me some encouragement, and we passed the bowl back and forth a few times until I was flying high. He set the pipe down on the coffee table with one of his little chuckles, raised his arms above his head and flopped down into the cushions of the sofa. Both boots were flat on the floor so his bulge was thrust up obscenely, and I had no trouble seeing that he was rock hard. “So, little buddy, how you feeling? Isn’t this stuff great?” He looked at me with what seemed like love and mischief. The Mr. James I’d always known, but so much more. “Oooooh yeaaaaaaaah.” We both laughed, and he adjusted his leaking bulge. “So, you liked it when I opened up your pussy the other day, huh?” My expression changed, and he took notice. “Aw, you don’t like your pretty little hole getting called a pussy? You don’t like your little boy butt getting called a pussy, is that it?” He said playfully, reaching over to my couch to tickle me. “Mr. Jaaaames!” I laughed. “Well that’s what it is, kiddo, a pussy,” he said, leaning back into the super chilled out position he was in before. “A bright beautiful pussy, and I’m going to do everything I can to convince you. Ok?” “Ok, I guess.” “You guess? Do you trust me, buddy?” “Yes,” I said, without a second thought. “Are you willing to do anything I ask? All we want to do tonight is make each other feel good.” He had this intensity that I’d never seen before. His eyes were gleaming. I felt like I was about to sell my soul or something. I thought for a bit. Everything I wanted was just a word away. My senses were reeling. It all felt too vivid to be real, but it was. “Yessir, I’m ready.” “That’s all I needed to hear. I knew you would be just a perfect boy for me, little buddy. I’ve always known since the first day I laid eyes on you when you were a little thing. All you need to do is let go, little buddy. Enjoy the ride, and I promise we’ll have an amazing adventure together." With that, packed us another bowl and laid back on his couch in the reclining position, thrusting out his crotch. “Why don’t you come here and sit on my lap, kiddo,” he said patting his leg. Wordlessly, my ears thumping in my head and my skin all tingly from the Tina, I went over to him and straddled his pelvis. He let his cock loose from his jock, and I felt it thwack against my underwear clad butt. Feeling his dick touch me brought be back to my senses with a shock, and I moaned. I couldn’t wait to get that monster back inside me, stretching me, filling every little bit of me up with cock. “That’s it, kiddo, just let go.” He rubbed his hands all over my body, resting on my ass. Without a pause, he ripped them open, leaving a gaping hole in the back. I moaned and scooted my ass back to get his cock closer to my hole. Mr. James spread apart my lily white cheeks, propped his cock up against my hole and grabbed the pipe next to him. “I don’t think you’re quite ready for my cock just yet,” he said as he lit the torch. “I wanna see you positively fucked up, kiddo,” he said with a wink. I took in a deep hit and felt my hole loosening around his cock, bit by bit. His thick head made an indentation in my sphincter. The smoke lit me up inside, and suddenly all I could focus on was the tightness slipping from my hole and how much I wanted his cock buried deep inside me. “That’s it,” he said. “Good boy. Let the smoke take you over. Let it let you give me that pussy, little buddy. Yeah, open up for Mr. James. Open up real wide.” His head popped in me with a jolt, and we both gasped. He got me to take another big hit, and my head was spinning like crazy. I started to sink down on his cock and he took one of my nipples into his mouth and started slurping. My mouth hung open and I moaned loudly, catching myself, but burying my hole on his 7 inch cock right down to the root. “Yeah, baby boy, that’s it. Let yourself go. Make any kind of noise you want while you take my cock,” he said. My hole was feeling really jittery, and it seemed like Mr. James’s cock was the only thing that could make it go away. I slid up on his shaft so just the head was left inside me and made little swirls with my hips. Mr. James bit down on my tit and I slid all the way down on his shaft. He reach up a hand and began tweaking my other nipple as he sucked, and my hole twitched along with him. My head thrashed around wildly. Out of control. That connection between my nipples and my hole was like a full blown electric current now. I was in a frenzy for cock. For cum. He touched my face with one hand and moved me back to make eye contact. I could barely focus on him, but I saw his big goofy smile and all seemed well again. “Hey, kiddo, look at me. Look at me. There you go. That’s my boy. I think you’re ready now. Show me how much you want me to take over that pussy, kiddo. Ride my cock and show me.” I took in a deep, shuddering breath. Mr. James was right, I did feel like a super hero. A super hero built for fucking. I grabbed at his cock with my hole and rotated my hips. I felt his precum oozing into me, and all I wanted was more. So I raised myself up, sank all the way down and began milking his cock for all I was worth. Root to tip and back again. Mr. James let out a low, unrestrained grunt. “That’s good, baby boy. Show me how much you want my cock.” He wrapped his arms around my waist, and I leaned back into his cock. It stretched me from a whole new angle and for a second I thought I would burst. I felt a sharp pain, but nothing was too good for Mr. James, so I bit my lip and ground into him until all I felt was his cock filling me up. I bounced myself on him, increasing my pace. The more I bounced, the better it felt, and soon I was jackrabbiting myself on his steel hard cock, and he started playing with my titties. “Tell me how much you love your pussy, kiddo. Tell me.” “I love it Mr. James. I love my pussy, and I looooove your cock. Please. Please. Please. Oh, fuck I love my pussy. Thank you for making me feel good. Thank you for—“ He crushed his mouth against mine, and took control. He held me against him and pounded into me so hard I thought my pussy would rip open. I tried to tighten up to protect myself, the ferocity he fucked me with ripped away any control I might have had. Panting there against his chest, I felt a spot deep in my pussy Mr. James was hitting. pleasure radiated from that spot to my whole body, and I felt myself start to shake. Mr. James kept fucking me hard and deep and relentless. “Give it to me. Give me that pussy, baby boy. Give it up.” And I did. The pleasure took me over. My muscles twisted up in knots as our bodies slapped together ratcheting up the tension in my pussy more and more with each thrust until everything holding me back seemed to burst open and I let out a primal yell like I’d never imaged I could make. I held onto Mr. James for dear life as wave after wave of pleasure shot through me. I shook uncontrollably. “Ilovemypussyilovemypussyilovemypussy…” was all I could say. “Let that pussy cum, baby. Just let it happen. This is why you give your pussy to men, because they can make it cum for you. As the waves subsided I felt him flex his cock inside me over and over. What I imagined as a river of precum was flowing right into my pussy, and I couldn’t be happier. I collapsed onto Mr. James’s chest a sweaty mess, and he wrapped me up in is arms, kissing the top of my head. The front of my ripped white briefs were soaked, but it didn’t feel like cum. I reached down to touch myself. It definitely wasn’t cum. “Don’t worry about your boy-clit right now, baby boy. Your clitty hasn’t cum yet. That’s just a fuckload of precum.” I was still catching my breath, and Mr. James held me tight against his chest while I did, making big circles against my skin with one hand. And he never stopped grinding his fat dick into my new pussy, painting my insides with his fuck juice while he made cooing shooshy noises at me. “How did that feel, little buddy, did it feel good?” he said in a low, comforting voice. “Mmmmore please,” was all I could get out since my head was still buzzing so fast. Mr. James laughed really loud and I felt his cock flex inside me. That made me giggle. “Well that was really hot to watch, kiddo. You done good. Just thinking about is making me leak like a faucet in your little pussy right now.” He tickled me a bit, and I giggled some more and flexed my hole around his cock. “I know, I can feel it. It feels soooooo gooooood, Mr. James.” “It does, does it?” “Yeah. Wanna feel you cum in me.” “Oh-ho! Do you now? Well why don’t you lean back, baby boy. Let’s talk for a bit. Here, why don’t you suck on this pipe for a little bit.” “Oh, Mr. James, I don’t think I should. I’m real fuckeded up.” “Ha! I know you are, baby boy. But nearly high enough for Mr. James. You don’t want to disappoint me now, do you?” Of course I didn’t, so I settled all the way down on his cock, brought the pipe to my lips and sucked while he held up the torch. “Do you see this tattoo here, kiddo?” he said, pointing to the biohazard tattoo just above his jock line. “Do you know what it means?” “Biohazard,” I said, and he smiled his big goofy smile. “Biohazard, that’s right. And do you know what it means when a man has a biohazard tattoo, little buddy?” I shook my head no. “Well, it means that he’s HIV positive,” he said in this very school teacher kind of way. I tensed up immediately and let out a big cloud of smoke. It couldn’t be true! This couldn’t be real. I started feeling afraid, so I clenched my pussy around Mr. James’s cock and ground myself against him to make myself feel better. Mr. James just nodded and lit the pipe again. “Now I know that’s a bit of a shock, isn’t it.” “Yeah…” “But you trust me, don’t you?” he said, taking the pipe away. “Of course I do, Mr James. Always.” He took a wrist in each hand and brought my arms down against my sides. “Well then I’m going to tell you a little secret, ok? Ok? Tonight, baby boy, I’m going to give you HIV. Hush! No, no, no, you’re not going anywhere now, kiddo.” He said and held me tight. I couldn’t get away if I tried. “Hey, hey, kiddo, you want my cock don’t you?” I nodded yes. “And you want my cum, don’t you? Again, I nodded. “But you don’t want my HIV, do you?” I shook my head no, tears gathering in my eyes. “Well, they’re a package deal, kid. Do you want my cock?” He used my arms as leverage to impale me even deeper on his thick fuck stick. “Yeeeesss!” I cried out. “Do you want me to pull out? Do you want me to stop?” “No, please no!” “I could if you want, little buddy.” “Don’t do it Mr. James. I need your cock in my pussy!” “Well, ok. If that’s what you want, buddy, I’ll keep my cock in you. But if I do you this favor, then I’m gonna have to coat the inside of that little pussy of yours with my toxic cum, ok? It’s only fair.” I huffed a bit, but in that moment, I needed his cock more than anything else on earth. “It’s only fair, kiddo.” He said in a matter-of-fact tone. “Ok.” I said quietly. “That’s settled then. Now let’s get you into position. Here, get your hands on the floor, but keep your little but propped up on the couch.” I did as he asked. Withdrawing his cock from my ass took a bit of coaxing, but I got into position, ass pointed toward the ceiling and hanging a bit off the couch, while I propped myself up on the floor. I rested my head on the carpet. Mr. James got on either side of my ass and squatted, pointing his dick right at the entrance to my pussy, but just holding it there. “Alright, kiddo. Get that pussy ready to get pounded.” With that, he shoved his entire dick inside me and I let out an animal howl into the carpet. “Yeah, you like my fat poz cock, don’t you?” He said as he mercilessly pounded my pussy. All I could do was let out a long moan that vibrated with the impacts of his thrusts. “You like my cock. It’s better than any cock you’ve ever had in your life, boy, and do you know why?” he said, pushing my lower back to grind my face in the carpet. “Because this is a poz cock, and they always feel better. Don’t they?” I moaned my ascent. “Don’t they,” he said. I twisted my neck around to look at him. “Yes. Yesssss.” “Good, now tell me what you want.” “Your big. Poz. Cock. Mr. Jaaaaaaaaaaggghhhhhhhhh—“ he really started pounding and it co “And that poz cum?” “Gimme your poz cummmmmnnnnnnnn” “Here it cums, baby boy.” He thrust himself into me so hard my face skidded on the carpet. His cock swelled to twice its normal thickness stretching my pussy to the limit. He let out a deep yell and I felt every jet he sprayed my insides with rope after rope after rope of thick cum. I squeeze down to milk every drop. With his cock still embedded in me he pushed me off the couch like a plow and laid himself down on my back. I could feel his cum oozing deeper inside me, and it was the best feeling in the world. “You’re going to be my poz baby boy, aren’t you?” I honestly didn’t know what he was talking about, but as long as I had his cock in my hole, any cock, I would be just fine. “Now what do you think about that bathhouse?” I let out a tired, but excited yay, punching the air with a weary fist. Mr. James laughed. “Great, but first we need to rid of all this nasty hair. You’re too pretty to be that hairy.” I agreed, and my hole twitched in anticipation.

Coming from a bottom: Being clean is the best advice anyone can give you! Also, you probably are not ready to receive cum in your ass, so try using a condom first. you still get that throbbing feeling! After awhile you will or will not hate condoms! Before fucking bare be sure you are ready for consequences. Im still Neg , I think, getting tested today! with that being said the feeling of a cock cumming inside you is unbelievable, at least it is to me!