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We pulled into Wills apartment building. I was still slobbering on his hung 9" thick cock with a huge PA ring. My throat felt raw after he kept forcing my wiling mouth on his huge meat and ring. He pulled me off his gorgeous cock and zipped up. My mouth had spit all over and my face looked all wet. As i started to wipe up all the salaiva off my mouth he slapped my hand away and said leave it on. I want you looking like the whore you are. I smiled at him. "Yeah you are a whore arent you. You love being bottom bitch. You need Daddy Will dont you. Say it", he commanded. "Yes i need Daddy Will. I need his huge cock in me", i moaned. "What else you need whore", he asked "Your whore needs not just your fucking huge cock but your charged seed in me. I want you to make me pregnant again", i begged "Hmmmm...you want to have my baby bitch?", Will said "Yes i do.", i said with loving eyes. I loved my Daddy and was committed to him. But Will knew how to push my buttons and knew how to bring out the slutty whore in me. Also on my way out Daddy whispered in my ear, "Do whatever it takes to please him". Will stepped out of the car and i joined him walking into his building. My hair was messy and i had spit all over my mouth and neck. You could smell the spit and precum on me. As we waited by the elevator a couple also came in. I got the look from both of them and the woman smiled at her date or husband as if she knew what all that spit was from. An elevator came and we all got in. Will and I were in the back and they off the side slightly in front. Will stuck his hand down the back of my scrubs and pushed his finger in my ass. I jumped a bit, i let out a soft moan but tried to remained composed. The couple looked and the woman could see his hand down my back. She smiled and as they got off at their floor, she said " have fun", and laughed as the door closed. Will didnt say anything, he just used my finger to probe my mancunt and had me breathing heavy. He leaned into my ear and said, "Your cunt is wet whore. Its eating up my finger. Ohh we are going to work over that nasty hole over tonight.". He was massaging my prostate and my cock was hard and leaking pre cum. A small stain formed on the front of my scrubs. My eyes were half closed and i leaned forward a held onto the side of the elevator not to stumble forward. The elevator stopped and doors opened. Will pulled me back using his finger in my ass. It was a cute older guy, in his late 40's with tattoos and nose ring. It looked like he just came from the apartment buildings gym. He was wearing tight spandex shorts and a fitting tank top. He could see where Wills hand was and what it was doing to me. He smiled and said, "How are you guys doing tonight? Looks like your hands are full". Will smiled back and said "not my hands just a finger or two". As Will said that he rammed second finger in me and lifted me up a bit and pushed forward. I moaned and also put my hands on the front button panel as to not fall. Will not caring anymore started to twist and use his fingers to push my innards and make me moan. I couldn't help myself. He started using his fingers to fuck my cunt. I was just there letting him have his way with me and didn't care about the other guy in the elevator. "Looks like someone is enjoying it", the other guy said "Yes he is. He's a whore how cant help himself when there is something up his cunt", Will said. "I can see that" said the stranger and walked over and stuck his hands down the front of my scrubs and started wank my cock but it was in my cage. "Hmmm locked up. Nice", the stranger said "Yes his Daddy wants him to remember its nothing of use and that only his ass is worth anything", Will said. The guy stood back and starting rubbing his huge hard cock thru his tight spandex shorts. While Will was rubbing my prostate like crazy as i was half bent over and panting, i looked at this strangers cock with lust. "Ohh yeah he wants some. Look how hungry this whore looks. You want some?", he said taunting me. I was in frenzy with Will massaging my manhole making me so horny and just the energy in the elevator, i need cock bad. What seemed like the longest elevator ride in the world, we finally came to our floor. Will turned to the stranger and said, Kevin would you like to join us?

Chapter 6. Two weeks later, Douglas sent me a message on WhatsApp. I hadn't heard from him in all the time since we left the beach. I had secretly hoped that Douglas had forgotten the whole thing. Douglas informed me that I should be at the Motel across town at 7pm that evening. He told me that I should go to the door of room 107 and knock on it. The room is located in the wing of the building, so the door can be accessed directly from the parking lot. All I need to know at this point is to be there at 7 p.m. In the evening, I told Max that I was going to the gym and drove my car to the motel parking lot. My heart was beating so hard I was afraid it would explode. With unsteady steps I walked to the door of room 107 and knocked on it. The door opened ajar, but I saw no one. I entered and an unknown gruff male voice told me to close the door behind me. The room was completely dark. The voice told me again that there is a blindfold on the table by the door that I should put on. "Are you ready," asked a rough male voice. "Yes," I replied. I noticed through the slits in the blindfolds that the lights were turned on in the room, but I couldn't see anything. I was led to sit on the edge of the bed, and they started asking me questions. What is my name, how old am I, am I in a relationship, what is my husband like, how big a cock does my husband have, do I also let other men fuck me, Does my husband know, do I use protection, do I let men cum in my hole raw... I answered the questions honestly. Finally a male voice said I should take my clothes off. I obeyed again. Finally, I sat on the edge of the bed naked, with only Blindfold on my eyes and socks on my feet. "Well then, get on all fours on the bed and now spread your cheating hole on us," said the rough-voiced man. "For us? Is there anyone else in the room besides the rough-voiced man". I was lying on the bed with my ass up and my head in the sheets. I spread my buttocks with both hands. "You first," said the gruff one. I heard someone spit and must have rubbed his spit on his cock. After that I felt a hot cock in my hole. "Give the cheating husband what he came here for," said the rough-voiced man. I felt the cock sinking into my ass. I shuddered from both pain and ecstasy. The man hammered my ass for a while and the rough-voiced man told me to beg the man to seed me. I kept repeating breed me, breed me... And the man roared and seeded me. As the man pulled out of me, I felt a new cock on my hole. With a strong thrust, the cock sank deep into my already spermed hole. The unknown man began to push and pull at a fast pace. Soon he emptied his load inside me too. After that, the rough-voiced man told me to spread my hole again and thank the unknown seeders. I did as I was told. Very soon I heard the sounds of getting dressed from the room and very soon I heard how the front door of the motel room opened. The room became very quiet. 5 minutes later I guessed there was no one left in the room. I opened the blindfolds and saw that the room was empty. I got dressed quickly and left for my car. When I got home I had received a whatsapp message from Douglas, where he told me to send him a video showing sperm pouring out of my hole. Fortunately, my husband Max was watching his favorite series on netflix, so I quickly sneaked into the bedroom and videoed my hole and pushed out the sperm of unknown men. I fingered my hole at the same time and it felt really good. I sent the video to Douglas and he complimented me on being a nice slut and sent me back a short video clip taken in a hotel room. In the video, I sat in a hotel room with blindfolds on my eyes and answered a rough-voiced man's questions with my own name. Douglas said he has the entire video of my insemination. We could watch it together sometime, Douglas messaged.

A couple of weeks ago, I developed a skin rash, no doubt because I’d been cycling my ass off trying to get in the best shape of my life before the cruise and the swimwear modeling stint. So while I looked good, my skin was in need of a little care and feeding. When oral antibiotics didn’t work, I needed to check in to the hospital just for the night so they could do IV drugs. It was no big deal. They even gave me the celebrity suite all to myself with a huge walk in shower. It might as well be the Four Seasons. I didn’t even bother to get into a hospital gown. Just slipped off my clothes down to my boxers, let them plug me in, and turned on some ball games. I must have dozed off because when I woke up there was someone checking my IVs. Once the haze lifted, I noticed he was stunning. Ridiculously hot. Porn star hot. And underneath those hospital sweats, it looked like he had a body to match. When he realized I was awake, he said, “I’m your night nurse. Just checking to see how it’s going.” Then he proceeded to take my vitals. I was so glad there was a blanket over me so he couldn’t see the tent creeping up in my boxers. He smiled and left and I wished to god my right hand wasn’t stuck with an IV so I could jack off right there. But I tried to settle and get back to the TV. I was about to doze off when the door opened and he walked back in with some juice. “What’s that,” I asked? “Your doctor wanted to boost the meds with this. It’ll make you a little drowsy so don’t be surprised if you nod off.” “No worries” as I gulped it down and he took off. About ten minutes later, things started to get a little wonky. I wasn’t able to see the tv that clearly so I turned it off. I figured this was the “drowsy” part so I just laid back and let it wash over me as I went into this dream-state. Or at least I thought it was a dream. Next thing I know, my nurse is standing at the end of the bed with a big smile on his face. I look around and the curtains were drawn and the door locked. I also noticed that both my hands were tied to the bed. As I glanced back to his face, he said, “if you’re good and quiet, there won’t need to be a gag. Besides, they are used to screams on this floor all night long.” I had no idea what he meant, although I admit I wasn’t sure this was even real so I didn’t say a word. Then I saw him pull up a syringe, walk over and put it into my IV. As he depressed the plunger, he said I should take some deep breaths and just relax. I felt the warm tingle go up my arm and then up into my throat and my tongue started to tingle. I felt short of breath so I let out a cough, which worried me and I got anxious. “That’s completely normal. Here, try some more juice.” As I drank it, I felt that tingle move down my body and my pelvis start to surge up as my asshole began to throb and kagel. I went from dreamy to alert to horned out of my mind. As I lay there, strapped to the bed, I watched him pull the IV out and put a band-aid on. Then he proceeded to pull my covers down and look at my tight, ripped, lean body. He seemed to nod in approval as he muttered, “They are going to love this.” I watched as he picked up my boxer shorts and noticed I was flaccid, which made no sense since all I could think about was pulling my dick and coming. Next thing I know, he’s got another syringe and points it towards my cock. “You might want to look the other way, but I promise, it’ll be painless.” He lied. I felt a sharp prick as I watched, completely shocked and horrified, as he stuck the needle in my penis. It was over in seconds and I could feel more tingling happening there. He cradled my cock in his hand for a second and looked up at me and chuckled. My eyes must have been like saucers. Then I noticed my cock was growing in his hand and growing and growing. He treated it like a newborn pup, just before he put it in his mouth. He took it out and said “mmm, salty pre-cum, then leaned over and put his tongue in my mouth.” I tasted it as well. And my mouth and tongue went crazy for his as my pelvis began thrusting up and down begging for attention. I was about to vibrate out of the bed when there was a slight knock on the door. He turned and smiled and said, “Just wait. You’re gonna be very happy tonight.” He unlocked the door and in walked two more guys in hospital sweats, just as hot as he was. One looked older, grey haired, very masculine…the other was Latino with warm buttery skin and this wry grin on his face. They took one look at me and said to my nurse, “Damn, you hit the jackpot.” At this point, I didn’t know what was going to happen, but I admit every fantasy imaginable ran through my mind. I watched as all three guys wrapped a tourniquet around their arms and pulled out orange pointed syringes like the one that went into my IV. They were so relaxed as they each punctured the skin, drew back this swirling rush of red blood, then proceeded to count down, 3, 2, 1 push. As they each pulled out their needle and ripped off their armbands, I saw my nurse let out a little cough. He smiled and said “I gave myself a little extra…just to make sure tonight is special with this one.” The others laughed and then they turned and looked at me. I felt like carrion in the desert about to be eaten by vultures. What happened next was even harder to describe as they proceeded to take off their sweats, revealing these muscular, perfect bodies…and fully erect large penises. The latin guy’s was hooded, which I love, literally leaking pre-cum. They then walked over, took off my boxers and proceeded to start sucking my cock, fingering my hole, touching my body and kissing me. It felt like an electric current was running through my body. My nurse was the first to climb on the bed, lift my legs, and thrust his cock in me. I assume it was due to all his pre-cum because my ass was already wet. He had no problem getting inside when he moaned in pleasure before starting to build rhythm. The other two were touching each other and playing with their asses and cocks while they watched as my nurse start to build up steam. “What do you say I plant some seed for you guys?” “Hell yeah, let’s load him up.” I watched as his face began to turn flush, his rhythm increased, as he thrust it into me. Then he let out this grunt sound and practically tore my second backdoor open as I could feel him ejaculating into my cavity. I even felt the vein on his cock throbbing, as he kept ejaculating. He lay on top of me for a second, covered in sweat, waiting for his breathing to return to normal. Then he pulled his cock out, jumped off the bed, walked over and fed it to me. It was literally dripping in cum. The other two proceeded to laugh and I heard the word “flip?” I assumed it was to see who would fuck me next but instead, they untied me, put me on all fours horizontally and as one guy shoved his cock down my throat, the other guy mounted me from behind. They were laughing and moaning and I could hear the sloppy sound of cum being churned in and out of my hole. Next thing I hear is “you ready?” “Let’s do it.” They both sped up their motions and, amazingly, I felt a gush of cum down my throat and in my ass simultaneously. I was in heaven. They proceeded to put me in every position possible in the room. They even got me in the shower where I was able to feel their amazing skin and touch their bodies all over. Suddenly they pushed me down. I thought I was supposed to suck them all off but they held my head back as they each began to pee on me. I admit, I was so whacked out, I even opened my mouth and drank some of it. Sounds disgusting now but in the moment, it made me even hornier. Their tee smelled odd, making me think that I must have gotten even higher off of it. Before the sun came up, I had been used in every hole and every position by every guy and then showered off, put back in my boxers and laid back in bed. I was blissed-out with a huge grin on my face as I watched them get their scrubs back on and walk out. My nurse came over, put in a new IV and hooked me up to the machine. He pulled out another needle and put it in my IV fluid and said, “Here, this’ll help you sleep it off until mid-afternoon. Oh, I’ll let your doc know you’re going to need to stay another night to get more IV meds.” All I could do was smile and nod as I watched him walk out of the room and my eyes slowly closed. I woke up with the sun blazing through my window. In walked my day nurse, Leilani, from the day before. She took one look at me and said, “you must have had quite a night. You’ve slept all morning. Didn’t even wake up for your vitals.” Groggily I said, “Oh, I dreamt all night. Lots of tossing and turning. “ She seemed a little confused but just nodded as she walked out. All I could think of was how long before the Night Shift?

Get as many cocks and loads inside you as possible. Be adventurous, experience new things, don't be afraid. if you don't, when you get a lot older you'll regret it.

My brother and I grew up in Nebraska where being Gay was a big problem. These right-wing Christian nationals will come after us and want to destroy the LGBTQI community. Please vote in 2024

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

Happy Halloween guys! 😜😈👅🍆💦🎃

Please tell us you have a copy of it. I hope they didn't just live stream it and not record it, but good for you. So many guys enjoy watching or participating in those kinds of activities, was wondering if you used Zoom or another site to do that on.

Bro,,I was blindfolded, slam and whored out and filmed this past weekend at the Leather Pride in Palm Springs where I'm from

Having read your opening thread from the 2nd but before I got to this update from the 4th I done a calculation based upon Feb-Sept then increasing the amount of loads by the time elapsed and time left and I got 452, so 450 sounds like a perfect goal. With 2 months to go I wonder how you are progressing. As next year is a leap year how about leaping your current goals even higher; 2024 in TOTAL: 1,650 1 lone session: 84 (I'd love to be load number 84 -- I love a good fucking sl0sh about) 🐷 In any given month: 333 loads

In the 90's I played with a guy who was 6'3", wore a size 13 shoe and probably had big hands (honestly don't remember). His penis was the size of a Vienna sausage. I guess the growth hormone hit every part of his body except his penis.

My straightish cousin had similar experience when he had his gallbladder out at Myrtle Beach. The nurse on night shift pushed something for pain in his IV, and he said he would do anything for him for another dose. He felt his nipples get hard as he started panting and his cock got erect as he got hornier and hornier. His hole ached with feet as he started touching it and fingering it. He didn't mind at all, he said, when the nurse slipped his cock in. Said it felt like an orgasm that wouldn't stop as the nurse kept pumping his cock in and out. All he could feel was total lust and desire for his hole to be filled over and over again and didn't want to stop. The lust and his cravings made him forget his gf for awhile, as he wanted it to never end. He barely thought anything of it when his mouth was filled with cock, but he wanted his nurse to go back to fucking him. Time flew and most of what he said was, 'fuck me" over and over.

No. Hand size has nothing to do with penis size. Foot size has nothing to do with penis size. Nose length has nothing to do with penis size. Skin color has nothing to do with penis size. Hair color has nothing to do with penis size. I could do this all day. I’ve noticed that athletes in contact sports wearing protective cups over their genitals beneath tight-fitting pants appear to have sizable bulges. Go figure. Most successful athletes don’t have itty-bitty hands, because bigger hands usually are an advantage in, say, grip in wrestling or ball handling in football. So that would mean that all wrestlers and all football players must have big cocks, right? No. Athletic ability has nothing to do with penis size. All day long.

If you’re asking whether they’ll chemically interact to pose a physical risk to your body’s systems and potentially harm or kill you, there’s not a particular known health risk such as there is in mixing poppers with Viagra. But otherwise, of course it isn’t safe. Both alcohol and cannabis can impair your judgment, both alcohol and poppers can cause you to lose consciousness, and any combination of the three is likely to compound the chance that you’ll use too much of them, lose control of yourself and your situation, and thereby put yourself at risk. You want to cumdump - blindfolded - whilst drugged up to the point that you’re falling in and out of consciousness while completely vulnerable to any and every man on the premises who could do anything at all to you? No, it isn’t safe. In fact, if that’s what you’re planning, asking whether the drug combo will make you sick is kind of silly. You’re at worse risk of falling, hitting your head and getting a concussion, asphyxiating on your own vomit, or having your anus torn from having something shoved up it while you’re unconscious.

my cock was smeggy the other day, like to let it get like that every now and then. [think before following links] https://photos.app.goo.gl/xecj6ZeLEzAVwBgQ8

If I find freshly used condoms in a sauna or cruising ground I'll eat the load while guys watch. If they are older (or if they've been mailed to me by pervy followers from twitter) they go in my ass. Sometimes I'll freeze them for a special top to use on me.

I live in a small town with a population of 1200, surrounded by corn fields for 1 1/2 hr drive in either direction. I regularly walk my dogs around town following the river through the parks occasionally passing by the fire station staffed with volunteers on my way to the post office. Yesterday, walking along I noticed one of the guys leaving the station get into his pickup. Nodding hello & smiling at me, I returned the gesture & continued with the dogs. A bit further along as i got to the normally empty big park with baseball diamonds & wooded trail which ended @ my house, I noticed the pickup truck with fire station logo from minutes b4. A brisk walk onward trailing behind my dogs we followed a sent behind the toilets; there he stood pants down around his knees, cock in hand stroking. Early 30's blond, a body built on a farm with a ring glinting on his finger. Transfixed by his cock & abs, I heard him say hey man!, pulling me out of my momentary daze as he continued stroking. Wanna join me? I paused for a moment looking around b4 moving closer, reaching out caressing his abs, my hands moved down towards his cock. The dogs tugged on their leash after a squirrel so i tied them to a tree to continue playing with the hot fireman. Standing in front of him I began to unzip as he dropped to is knees. My semi hard cock flopping out onto his face, he rubbed my cock across his blond stubble & lips b4 slowly sucking on the head of my cock & milking my shaft with his calloused hands. I could hear him moaning as he tasted the first drops of precum. You've done this b4, hungry cocksucker, he looked up with a smile in his eyes, continuing to suck my now fully erect cock. I was loving it, but wanted to taste him, motioning him to stand up he did, but turned around presenting his bubble butt. NO need to ask me twice, I was on my knees, tongue in his ass making him moan, 1 finger in, he was clean & not resisting. Standing up, I spat in my hand then rubbed it on my cock head as he moved back pressing himself into me. Pushing him back up against the wall kicking his legs apart, his hole now exposed and ready for action. He reached behind grabbing my cock positioning it up against his hole. Slowly he backed up taking my head then another inch b4 stopping & exclaiming he was close to cumming. I began working my cock into him telling him he was not just gonna tease me like that, I'm going in all the way b4 you cum. My dry shaft parting his pink hole with each thrust which made him moan & gasp as i bottomed out. Sinking to our knees I began fucking him using longer strokes, this virtually dry fuck had my dick harder than normal. Flipping him onto his back, legs on my shoulders, i dribbled precum on his hole and went balls deep in one stroke. We continued fucking for a few mins b4 he asked, are you close, do you wanted to cum in my ass? I smiled and said im getting there, wanna cum together? A couple long deep thrusts & i was almost there, burying my cock balls deep in his hole i could feel him begin to shoot when i unload in his hole. This little piggy sucked my cock clean and thanked me for my load, said he was gonna keep it in him all day & night when hes having sex with his wife.

February 20th, 2007, my birthday. I’d been chatting with my gifter for a while. I knew that I wanted it, but I was also afraid. I had thought about it often, but always backed out. He was into chems, fisting, and was poz (REALLY POZ). We had talked on the phone for a while, sharing thoughts, ideas, crazy things that might happen or did happen in our lives, how he had been pozzed, etc. I was a good intelligent man, who just happened to love taking cock. We talked about how he felt when he was fucking, and how much I’d love it, when he seeded my hole. I can see now that he was seducing me to the idea of taking his poz loads and I was eating it up. Taking advantage my weakness, my willingness, but it was ok. I think in my mind it was just a fantasy and the things we talked about weren’t really going to happen, even though I was sort of hoping it would. I wasn’t really going to submit my body to the ravages of HIV; it was just talk, right? So I booked the hotel and the flight to Portland. I arrived that morning, it was raining, but there he was waiting by the baggage claim. He looked more real that I had imagined him to be. Funny how I thought he would have horns, or a dark shadow clinging to him. We got on the tram together and headed to his house. He said it was close. I was nervous now, but he calmed me and told me everything was going to be ok. He’d watch out for me and to trust him. We took the short walk to the house, and he showed me the shower and told me to clean out. I took my time and did a good job, preparing myself for him. When I came back to the kitchen, he had the meth out and was measuring it, mixing it, putting part of it into a needled syringe and part into a syringe that didn’t have needle. I watched fascinated almost hypnotized. I had never seen anything like this before in real life, only on the television. He then looked at me and asked if I was ready. I was scared, but somehow thought it would still turn out to be just a fantasy and that he’d shoot himself up and that would be that. After all, I don’t do drugs. I put on my underwear and followed him out the back door, to a garden shed in the back yard, my soon to be birth chamber. Inside the small shed was a portable heater on the floor, a roll of paper towels, some shelves with dildos and lube, and a sling. I had never been fucked in a sling before, so that was going to be a first for me. The first of many firsts, which would happen to me on that day. He helped me slide into the sling, and adjusted me, so my ass was at the edge and easy access for his use. My feet were pushed through the straps, making certain I wasn’t able to pull myself out of the sling. My head was slightly lower than my ass, but I didn’t think anything of it at the time. Guess, he didn’t want anything to leak out. My cock was hard and standing up, ready for action. He made certain that I was well situated in the sling, and was comfortable since I was going to be there a while. He reached over and got the syringe that didn’t have the needle in it. My hole was still a bit loose from the douching out, so I didn’t struggle much when He inserted into my ass. He pushed down on the plunger saying “This might burn for a bit.” He then walked around to my head and adjusted the straps that went around my wrists on the chains by my head, to make certain I was secured in place. I pulled on the straps experimentally, I was pretty comfortable and my cock was hard, thinking about getting fucked in his sling. I leaned my head back in the sling and tried to relax. I closed my eyes and felt the “burn” he was talking about, but it felt very good. He told me “You’ve just had your first booty bump.” I tried to concentrate on the feeling of my heart beating and the burn in my ass. The temperature seemed to jump and my heart was racing, when I realized that he had slipped his cock into me. It felt so good that I laid back and willed my hole to open to take more of him into me. The fact that he was fucking me bare and was poz only made it hotter somehow. It didn’t seem real; like it was happening to someone I was watching on a porn film. I don’t remember his first load into me, but my body did. All of a sudden, my hole started clenching and pulling, milking his cock with every muscle in my being. I was being impregnated by His seed, and all my body knew was how much it wanted it. It just felt so good to feel his cock inside of me, breeding me, making me his boy, my body instinctively pulling it deeper inside of me to grow. I have no idea how long he fucked me or how many loads he gave me, when he pulled out and fingered me a bit. He moaned at how sloppy my hole was and how open it was. He then walked around to the side of the sling; He tied the sling wrist straps down securely. I was still out of it some, my body screaming for His cock. The fact that I was naked in a garden shed, with a small heater, in February, didn’t matter, I felt hot and flushed and oh so very horny. My head was rolling from side to side and my eyes were closed, but I could hear him moving around. We had talked earlier on the phone about a fantasy of mine. He pulled out a red bandana from somewhere, put it between my teeth and tied it around my head. “Look at me,” he said. I opened my eyes, and watched as he tied His arm with a rubber tube, then took the meth loaded syringe, found a vein and stuck it into his right arm. He pushed the plunger down about halfway, I watched fascinated as the semi-clear liquid went into His arm. He held it there for a few seconds, breathing deep, and then pulled the plunger out, and I saw the red tint of His blood start to mix with the remaining meth to fill the syringe. He pulled off the rubber tube with his teeth. I looked at His face, it wasn’t an expression, I recognized, and his eyes glittered like they were made of black glass. He reached over, tied the rubber tube around my arm, making my veins stand up, and started examining my arm, looking for a good vein. I remember, trying to say “No, no”, but the bandana was muffling my voice. He found the vein and said, “Here”. I remember tightening up a bit, but He had a firm grip on my arm. “Don’t move!” He commanded and for some reason that I still don’t understand, I obeyed him. My eyes widened as I saw him put the needle into my vein and I remember shaking my head from side to side. I started to breathe hard, fast shallow breaths through my nose. This is real! It is going to really happen! I was staring at the blood/meth filled syringe when he said “Look at me.” I looked in his eyes and felt him push the plunger down. He pulled out the needle, massaged the vein for a moment and then untied my gag. I looked at my arm, where I had been injected, and started to freak out. “Oh God, what have I done? What have I done? Help me! Jesus, help me!” I was crying out. I was panting in my terror. He looked at my face and pulled off the rubber tube, allowing the meth and his toxic blood to flow throughout my body. His bugs already starting their deadly work as they barebacked on the meth. He didn’t say a word as the drug took hold of my mind and body. He just walked down to my spread legs, shoved his hard cock into my hole, wrapped his arms around the chains of the sling, started pinching his nipples and began fucking me with full deep strokes. I looked deep into his glittering eyes. I’m sure he saw the horror in my eyes quickly turning into lust as he smiled and said the words I’ll never forget, “It’s too late. It’s too late” At that point, I realized he was right, it was too late. I wasn’t going to escape; I was going to be poz from this day forward. As, my mind tried to cope with that reality, he was delivering another load of seed into my body, and my ass was pulling and flexing, milking every drop into me. The drugs were hitting me hard and only one thing mattered; that was taking every drop of cum from my Father’s balls into me. “Please, please take my last neg load. I give it to you; I want you to have it. Help me give it to you.” I had to cum for him. Right then, the cum leaked out of my soft cock, He saw it, scooped some it up with his two fingers and put them into my mouth to suck clean. “This is the last neg load you’ll ever have.” And then he scooped some up, put the fingers into his mouth, and licked it clean, taking it into his body. My second load came just moments after my last neg load. He repeated the process, only this time; I was shaking, moaning, and begging for his cock. “Is this my first poz cum?” He looked down at me still fucking and said “The first of many, to spread to others.” Which wasn’t true, but in my fucked up mind, I swear that I could feel the bug swimming in my cum. “Yes Father, yes, I want to spread you to others. You’ll live forever in those I breed, just like all those who came before you live in you. Just like you’ll live in me. As I cum in them, part of my seed will be yours.” There was more talk, some of it I remember, some of it only comes to me in my dreams. The drug filled haze of my body and mind, made me into a cum whore. All I wanted was his cock and to be filled over and over with his seed.

Fuck son, you got the most beautiful ass - and it looks so fucking hot with that big load pouring out your hole. I got a bi daddy load I'd love to pump deep up your willing hole

Let me preface this with a statement that I'm not endorsing any of these potential reasons. They are, instead, quick recaps of things that people have said and posted online here (and elsewhere). 1. Some people believe in the fantasy of a "brotherhood" - that sharing a disease connects you to other guys who have the same disease, creating some sort of bond. It's horsecrap, of course, but some people really do have this fantasy idea of a sort of toxic Elks Club, where getting pozzed is your initiation into increased levels of debauchery. It's true there are a handful of sex parties, etc. that are only open to positive men - but it's not like there is a shortage of events to have sex at for guys in general. (Shortage of participants you're interested in and who are interested back, maybe.) 2. At one time, some sexually active guys who hated condoms figured it was going to happen to them sooner or later, and they wanted it sooner because then they could stop worrying about each sexual encounter. I think this attitude picked up considerably once highly effective treatments debuted about 15 or 20 years ago, and then has waned somewhat with the advent and widespread use of PrEP. 3. Some guys viewed it as an element in a domination/submission world - where some guys submit enough to a dominant guy that he infects them as part of his demonstrating his dominance. As any number of people will attest here, the idea that it's no big deal because you just take one pill a day for the rest of your life and you'll be fine is bullshit. There are all sorts of increased health risks and things you have to monitor if you're poz (unless you have a death wish, that is). Which I suppose would be #4: people who just want to get life over with, fast. There's a lot of discussion about the appeal of being poz and chasing getting pozzed in the Backroom area. This, however, is the health forum. The site allows some discussion about personal experiences regarding the upsides of being poz here - something I have mixed feelings about, myself - but any discussions encouraging people to get pozzed belong in the Backroom area, not here.

I woke up the next morning early. I had to go to work and then run errands. I work at a coffee shop as the manager and it was a busy day especially as one of my employees didn't show for work. So i was working both cashier and barista. Near closing at a tall guy around 50's with some tats and a younger kid looked no more than 20 walked in together. They were the only customers in the place. As it was closing time i went to go and lock the door and walked back to take their order. As i was walking back i noticed the older guy had his hand on the younger guys butt grabbing it with his arm around his waist. The older guy saw me glance at his hand on the other guys ass. I got back behind the counter and said, "Hi can i take your order.". The older guy ordered a latte and so did the kid. Then the older guy said, " Are you sure that's a good idea? You know what it does to your stomach and your pussy?". My eyes looked wide open as i couldn't believe what i just heard. The younger one said, "You are right Daddy. I'll have a veggie juice smoothie please.". The older gentleman looked at me and said "Change the second latte to a veggie juice.". I was just staring in a daze at the older gentleman both in what i just heard and in a bit of curiosity and excitement. He was hot. He was 6'2" medium build, he had a tight bike racing shirt and huge nipples and looked like a ring in each of them and tight spandex biker shorts. As I looked down i could see a huge bulge. He grinned and saw me checking him out. "Hello? You okay man?", he said slowly looking at me with his piercing eyes and as he was talking he reached down and grabbed his cock and shifted it up as it looked like it was getting harder. I watched him intently grab his thick meat. The door tried to be opened . It was was the post office delivery lady dropped of our mail. She just stuck it instead thru the mail slot. I said thank you and looked back at the two guys. The younger guy was now in front of me with the older guy behind him holding him. The Daddy, had one arm around his waste in a cuddling like way and his other hand running up and down his boy from his nips to his cock. He also looked like he had nipple rings and a nice but not large cock like his Daddy. The younger guy said, "Did you hear my order?". I said, "Uhhh ok. Sorry, yes.....I will get that for you right away.". The younger guy gave me his card to pay and i processed all the while looking at them but trying not to stare. The Daddy started snuggling more and kiss his boy from the back and playing with him, even sticking his hand down his shorts. The younger guy said, "Daddy stop you know how that makes my pussy so wet. We don't want this guy to call the cops or worst shoot his load.", he said and laughed. While the boy said one thing, he clearly push his tight ass back into his Daddy's crotch and opened up more of his neck. I turned away and worked on their drinks. The younger guy, asked for the code to the bathroom. I said, "It's 6969". They laughed and he went in. I turned around after finishing the drinks and the older guy was gone too. I heard some rustling coming from the bathroom. It was a single person bathroom. As i got closer i realized they were both in their. I leaned in and heard slapping, and moaning. "Uggh, uggh, uggh" in a bit of a fem high pitched tone. Then i heard the older guy say, "Ohhh yeah give me your wet tight cunt". "Yes Daddy its your wet cunt....you made me so horny fuck me Daddy breed me now with your seed please." . " Here is comes boy gonna make you pregnant. AAAHHHHHHH". By now my cock was super hard and i was so entranced i leaned in closer to the door and it wasn't closed tightly so the door opened right up. The younger guy was bent over the sink with his Daddy leaning over him fucking him from behind. They both looked at me and smiled, while his Daddy stopped and said, "Took you long enough to get in here. You want some bitch?"."Uhhh no i just heard noises and wanted to make sure things were ok.", I said. The boy said, "You sure, your cock says otherwise.". With that the boy started pushing back and fucking his Daddy. "Oh my boy still wants Daddys cock. You want another load boy?", Daddy said. "Fuck yes " in a whining panting moaning sound. Daddy gripped his boys waist and started pounding. I was just staring at that. A few moments later the Daddy said," Squeeze bitch", and i saw the boy wince his face and then the Daddy said, "Ahh here it comes another charged load boy". I moved closer and the Daddy pulled out and his cock was all covered in cum and ass juice. I just dropped to my knees and licked him clean. "Good boy. You like Daddy cock don't you.", i looked up and didn't know what to say other than keep sucking his cock. He then ordered me to clean up his boy. I hesitated and he grabbed my head and shoved it in his boys ass. The biker shorts had a back zipper for easy access. I stuck my face in and tongue and lapped him up. The boy pushed his back further back and he said, "Ohhhhhhhh eat me but don't suck it all out, i want Daddy's seed in me." The boy stood up, zipped up and turned around and pulled down his shorts. His cock was wet with precum and i swallowed him hole. All the while i didn't realize his Daddy was now behind me pulling down my pants....

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I turned 18 a few weeks ago. Graduated high school and now I was trying to occupy my summer with what to do until college started in the spring. My dad figured I needed community service work to help my résumé. So he suggested that I give some assistance to Mr. Wilson, the man who lives on our block. Apparently he was living with late stage AIDS and was having a hard time taking care of things around the house. I was planning on studying to become a nurse so it sounded like good practice. Mr. Wilson didn’t require anything too crazy. Just some general clean up around the house. When I arrived he greeted me at the door “Welcome Nick. Thanks for coming by. Come in.” He was in his late 60s early 70s. Pale, bald, thin and gaunt in the face, thin arms and legs, with a potbelly. He guided me in to his living room. His house was a bit of a mess. A lot of laundry magazines and dishes everywhere. It looked like it would take a little bit more effort to clean up than I thought. But it didn’t seem very bad. “So what would you like me to start with first Mr. Wilson?“ “Oh just anywhere you like. I’ve let the place go quite a bit. I haven’t had much energy these days understandably.“ I understood. I figured he was having a hard time what was his condition. So I started picking up dishes left about. And washed them. I cleaned up the kitchen and went to pick up the clothes laying about. Some of his underwear and socks had a distinctive smell coming from them like a mix of body odor and something slightly fishy? I was in the laundry room sorting his clothes. Separating the colors and the whites. When I held his underwear in my hand I felt around the crotch area and it felt strangely hard. I reached on the inside of them and felt something dry on the inside of the crotch area. It took me a second but then I realized what it was and quickly put them in the washer. “So what do you plan on doing after the summer?“ Mr. Wilson was watching me sort the clothes. “Oh I plan on going to school and studying to be a nurse.“ “Fantastic, I could possibly hire you to take care of me full-time. That is if I last that long.“ “You seem healthy enough sir I’m sure you’ll be fine.“ “Oh that’s kind of you to say. But the disease has took its toll on me quite a bit. It’s running rampant in me, more so than it seems on the surface.“ “Well I would be happy to help you with whatever you need. It would be good training for me.“ Mr. Wilson smiled. “Becoming the nurse is serious stuff. You have to do all sorts of things. Manage medication‘s, IVs, sponge baths for those who can’t manage.” “Oh it will be no trouble for me at all sir. I like to help people, and taking care of the sick and elderly seems like a good calling.“ “Yes it is very noble. i’m glad I can give you experience. Say young lad, since you’ll need the training anyway, would you mind helping me with a sponge bath? It gets difficult for me moving around.“ I was taken aback by that request a little bit. It’s not what I was expected to do to help him with. But he was right, I will need to do these sorts of things if I am going to become a nurse. “Oh um sure. I’ll just finish up with the clothes and I’ll see you, where?” “In my bedroom. It’ll be easier if I am laying down in bed.“ Yeah I guess that made sense. Where else would you do it? I finished with the laundry and gathered what I needed for cleaning up Mr. Wilson. Bucket of hot soapy water, a couple of rags. I met him in his room, and he was naked on the bed. I had to admit it was a little shocking being alone in a room with a naked man. As I got to work on Mr. Wilson. I was running the rag up and down his legs trying to be a diligent caregiver. I ran my rag up his thigh and got close to his crotch area. I wasn’t sure what to do once I got there. “You should clean that area as well Nick. It’s all part of normal nurse work.“ I put the rag on his penis and started wiping it clean. Going around his balls and underneath his shaft. As I was cleaning him he was getting an erection. It was large, very large “Oh it looks like you’ve awoken some thing. Never mind that. It happens when it receives any stimulation. I am human after all. So I do have urges.“ “Right. I understand.” I wiped his erect penis up-and-down a couple of times. Mr. Wilson was looking at me. “I’ve never seen one that big before.” “11.5 inches my boy. Trust me I have satisfied many men in my days, and unfortunately perforated a few.“ That made me blush. That type of talk seemed a little bit too lewd for this situation. “You should clean underneath the foreskin as well.“ “How do I do that?“ “Well young man.“ Mr. Wilson sat upright. “You should hold the shaft and peel the foreskin back. You can clean me more efficiently that way. It’s important to clean under there you know. Here, I’ll make it easier for you.“ Mr. Wilson stood up and put his hands on my shoulders pushing me down to my knees. His erect cock was now staring directly at me, The head of his dick peering through the forskin. “Now young lad. Take your hand and grab my penis.“ So I brought my hand up and gripped his dick. “Now take your other hand and wrap it around my cock head and pull back on it.“ I reached my other hand and did as instructed. I pulled back his foreskin and his mushroom head cock was staring at me fully exposed. Even with both my hands gripping his shaft there was still plenty my hands couldn’t cover. The thought occurred to me that I was now on my knees gripping onto Mr. Wilson’s penis with both hands. I was getting nervous and for a moment I forgot what to do. “Well? Are you forgetting something?“ “Oh right! The rag.” The rag was on the floor by Mr. Wilson’s feet. I let go of his penis and bent down to pick it up. Mr. Wilson squatting down at the same time. “Let me help you with that.” Both our hands met as we reached for the rag. In the awkwardness of it I grabbed the rag and we both got up. But in both of our maneuvers Mr. Wilson’s penis slapped my forehead and slid down my face as I motioned my head up. “Oh no I’m so sorry!“ I pulled my head away completely embarrassed. “Don’t be sorry it was just a little bump. It’s just a penis, it won’t hurt you.“ I brushed off the incident and I wrapped the rag around his penis and started stroking it to get it clean. “Oh yeah, that’s a good technique. You’ll get it nice and clean that way.“ I only stroked it a few times. I wasn’t trying to stimulate him, but this seemed like the only way to properly wash him. Once I was done I instructed him to lay back down on the bed and I continued to give him a bath. Cleaning the rest of him. It went without further incident. I continued to clean his bedroom. Mr. Wilson watching me and helping me organize some of his things. He didn’t put his clothes back on, he remained naked and his large penis still rockhard. “You don’t mind me walking around all naturale do you? I find it more comfortable this way.” I didn’t want to be rude. After all I am training to be a caregiver so I had to put his needs first. “Of course. It’s your house you can do whatever you like.“ I assured him with a smile. Deep down I was uncomfortable with it. I was picking up things here and there. I came across a box of magazines, they were porno magazines. “Oh don’t mind those. Just something to get me off when I need to. Here let me show you my favorite one.“ He took out a particular magazine and flipped to a page. He revealed photos of an older man who looked similar to him bareback fucking a young 18 or 19 year old who looked similar to me. I didn’t want to be rude, but I also didn’t want to look at his porn. “Oh that looks pretty wild.“ “Indeed. This sort of thing really gets me boned up.“ He was now stroking his cock next to me. He was looking at me a little sad. “Hey Nick, do you think you could do me a big favor?“ “What is it?“ “Do you think you could help me get off? It’s been so long since I’ve been in the presence of such a handsome young man like you. I would really appreciate it.“ “I don’t think I can do that. It wouldn’t be appropriate.“ “Relax my boy. You’re just helping out an old man like you were meant to you when you came here, isn’t that right? Please I assure you you will be totally fine I just want to see your ass while I rub one out.“ I wasn’t sure what to do in the situation. I wanted to be helpful, I wanted to help him with his needs. But I didn’t think that I could do something like that. But he was such a lonely man. I figured it might be OK as long as he’s just jacking off and nothing more comes of it. “Do you promise not to tell anyone?” “Absolutely. I will take it to the grave with me.” “Uh, okay, as long as we are safe. What do you need me to do?“ “Splendid! Well first takeoff all your clothes and lay face down on my bed. I want to see that beautiful body of yours.“ I slowly strip down and climbed onto his bed laying down like he asked. Mr. Wilson climbed on the bed and got on top of me straddling my thighs, his dick slapping my ass crack. “Hey! What are-“ “Relax Nick. I’m just getting a good look at your ass. Now just lay there and let this old man enjoy the sight of you.” This felt like a very compromising position, but I assumed that it would all be over fairly soon. Mr. Wilson was stroking his cock with one hand while rubbing my butt cheeks with the other. “Yeah, that is such a beautiful ass of yours, I would so love to dig my cock in there.“ “Please don’t joke like that sir. You have aids remember?“ “Of course, how can I forget? I have a very high viral load. And I haven’t gotten off in quite a few days. And theoretically if I did fuck that beautiful tight ass of yours, you would definitely get what I have he he.” That type of verbal treatment was very unsettling. But he was a lonely old man, I figured I would let him say what he wanted and blow a load out. He slapped his cock against my ass few times. My God it was so big. But while he rubbed his cock against my ass cheeks, he wasn’t stroking it. It seemed like he was dragging it out. “Hey there Nick I’m having a hard time getting off. Do you think you could let me grind my tip against your hole a little bit? I won’t penetrate, I just want to hump a little. It would definitely help me shoot.“ “Isn’t that pushing things little too far? What if it goes inside?“ “Nonsense. We don’t have any lube and you’re so young and tight there’s no way it will go in. You’ll be perfectly safe. Please?“ I was very hesitant. Things were escalating a little. But theoretically what he said seemed completely safe. As long as it didn’t actually go inside me then there wasn’t any risk. “O-okay. But just humping on the outside OK?“ “Of course! Now get on your hands and knees doggy style for me.“ We repositioned and I got on my knees. Mr. Wilson spread my cheeks and start slapping his cock against my ass hole. He swirled his tip around it and then positioned it right at the center of my ring. He put his hands on my hips and started rocking his hips back-and-forth. “Ah yes this feels much better, you’re smooth little pucker is doing the trick.“ his humping wasn’t too hard. He was staying outside of me like he assured me. I was able to relax and let him have his fun. He was rubbing my ass cheeks and feeling up my back as his hips rocks into me. I could feel my asshole being pushed with each thrust. It felt kind of good. Especially with such a monstrously huge cock. Then I felt something. My asshole was getting wet. Mr. Wilson was leaking pre out of his dick. His thrusting was still relatively tame so it didn’t seem like it was all that bad but I was getting a little worried about my hole getting lubed up. “Oh yeah thats better. I can feel myself leaking.” His humping started getting harder. I felt my ass hole getting hit roughly by his dick. I kept myself clenched but Mr. Wilson was getting more enthusiastic. As his movements became stronger and his cock leaked more I could feel his tip starting to part my ass. It felt like it was slowly digging into me. “Mr. Wilson you should be careful. I think you’re starting to go in.“ “Nonsense boy. I’m still completely outside of you. My wet cock head is just kissing you. Don’t be afraid to have your hole kiss it back.“ “Are you getting close yet?” “I’m building up to it. Why? Do you want it to end now? Doesn’t my cock feel good?” “It feels great sir. You have a wonderful cock. You just need to careful is all.” The more he humped my hole the more the tip started digging in. At this point his tip was halfway into my ring. His hands were exploring my body as his hips kept grinding forward. “Ow, that’s starting to go a little too far. You should ease up“ “it’s fine. Just enjoy my cock. Young men like you should be lucky to have experienced old men like me show you how good you can feel with your ass. Besides, I can tell your ass is very inexperienced. It’s gonna take a lot more than what I’m doing to penetrate you. For example if I were to jam forward like this!” As Mr. Wilson’s tip was halfway in my ring, he jammed his hips forward and his head popped inside of me. He then quickly pulled out and continued his humping, not easing up on the force though. “OUCH! That went in!” It hurt when he popped inside of me. It was true that I’ve had very little experience with sex. So the pain of his initial entry shot through me. “Well so it did. Oops, it’s all right I will try to stay out of you.” My ass felt vulnerable after that initial plunge. I was having a really hard time keeping him out of me. His thrusting unrelenting. Then I felt his cock head pop into me again and then right back out. “Oof. That feels good.“ “Sir you shouldn’t do that!“ his thrusting continued. With the way my hole was getting wet from his cock. It felt like every fifth or sixth thrust his cock head entered me again. Then every second or third thrust it entered. Then Mr. Lewis picked up a piece of ramming his cock head in and out of my hole constantly. “Don’t worry about all this Nick. It’s just popping in to say hello. Your ass is really inviting.“ The feeling of his cock head going in and out of my ring was horrifying yet felt good at the same time. But still I wanted him to stop and continue with grinding my hole just from the outside. “Sir please it’s going inside me!” “That’s not going inside of you, this is going inside of you.“ Mr. Wilson then thrust into his cock in my ass, sliding in what felt like 5 or 6 inches and then pulled out and continued with the tip of his cock going in and out. “Ow! That was too deep!” “See that was going inside of you. This is just the entrance. Now just focus on how good my cock is.. I’m getting close.” “Oh God, you’ll cum outside right?“ “Sure, sure. let me Focus on your beautiful ass.” Mr. Wilson was now wrapping his arms around my torso. I felt his cock starting to dig in deeper. He wasn’t just fucking me with the tip anymore. He was sliding at least half his cock in me, like previously. “Oh fuck this is so much better, the inside of your colon is definitely working my cock up to an eruption!” “Sir please pull out! That’s too far!“ The cock going up my ass is starting to drive me crazy. I couldn’t deny that it was probably the best fucking I have ever felt in my life. But I knew exactly what kind of cock was inside of me. A poz cock, and not just a poz cock, a full-blown AIDS cock. “Just a moment kid. I’m so close! Please just focus on squeezing that ass on this dirty cock. Work this load out of me!” Suddenly he started slamming his cock all the way in and out. I felt the full length of his 11 1/2 inch dick pulverizing my insides. Every time he went balls deep it felt like I was getting stabbed on the inside causing pleasure as he passed over my prostate and pain as he slid far past that. “Sir! What are you doing!? This is too much! Ouch! It hurts!” The ball slapping fucks were relentless. His pace started to quicken rapidly. His body trembling. “Just hold out a little longer Nick! You’re such a good boy! I’m going to reward my good boy by shooting AIDS poison in you! Fuck! I’m about to create a partner in hospice in just few more-“ he now let his body collapse onto me. His cock furiously slamming down into me. “AAAAAGH FUCK!” His cock started violently spasming deep inside. I could feel blast after blast of his toxic cum shooting into me. And it had a bit of a sting to it to due to have roughly he fucked me on the inside, almost like acid. “Ahhhhh. That was good Nick. Such a wonderful ass.” I was in shock. I couldn’t speak. Mr. Wilson slowly got up. His long cock pulling out. “Oops, little bit of blood on my cock. Guess I tore you up in there. It happens to almost all they guys I fuck.” My ass hurt. I could barely get up. I slowly got my close on while Mr. Wilson stayed nude. “Well then. Now that I was able to get off, you can continue your work.” I looked at him as if he was crazy. How could I work after what he did? But there’s no way I could leave, if I did I’d be terrified of him telling anyone what happened. So I swallowed my pride and got back to cleaning his house.

I don't think the size of a man's hands or feet have any correlation to the size of his penis. My BFF has size 15 feet and a hand that could literally crush my face, but his dick is very average. He laughs about how many times guys have approached him after seeing how large his feet were, only to be disappointed when he took off his pants. It works in reverse as well, I have been with guys that were maybe 5 feet 3, 5 foot 4 if they were lucky. One was hispanic the other was from Romania. Both of them appeared to have a "third leg", their cocks were long and thick. I stopped looking at feet and hands years ago because I really don't think there is a connection.

Hot story! I’d love to be blindfolded, slam and whored out all while being filmed!

No correlation between the two. I've had tall guys with big hands and small dicks, and I've had short guys with small hands and big dicks. Had sex with this guy who was 6'7", hot as fuck to look at, but dick was only about 4". One of the biggest dicks I've ever seen was on a short 5'4" latino, who was packing a thick 10" dick. I'm surprised the weight of his dick didn't cause him to fall over.

Isn't prep just as expensive? I am not advocating for chasing but either way if you are out here fucking raw you are going to have to take meds either way whether it's for prevention or treatment.

I've just caught up. Thanks for such an amazing story! So hot 🔥 I'll be waiting for more 🤤

Also Ruslan Angelo whose eyes don't water with some monster dicks up his ass

I wish I was his cellmate

A knocking on the front door awakened me and as my folks were gone on a cruise for three weeks I had to answer the door wearing only a blanket wrapped around me.Mr wilson stood there holding my cellphone and as I openned the door he held it out to me."you forgot this at my place,its been ringing quite a bit"Taking the phone and looking at the screen I could see several calls from my parents listed.Just then it rang again,and as I answered Mr Wilson came into the foyer and shut the door."Oh hi Mom....no just got up,going to make breakfast then do yard work.How's the cruise"I said,as mr Wilson pulled the blanket off and I felt an erection beginning to develop."Oh you boys and your cocks in the morning...."He said as I talked with my mother his tongue licked my cockhead,then his lips slid over it and down my erection as it throbbed at the attention.As I talked with mom the aids infected man from down the street sucked on her son's cock and my heart began to pound.

{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]

I would fuck him too.

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

For some guys, a "kink" implies some particular act (or set of acts) that they find satisfying (B/d, S/m, piss, on and on). I don't think the sense of wanting to become poz is a "kink", I think it's the result of a behavioral urges, i.e. a guy wanting to feel "free" to have as much sex as he wants/needs, and not think any further than that. What a lot of guys seem to do is focus on their being drawn to pigsex, without doing the intellectual work beforehand. It's not like PrEP is such a big bother, a pill a day isn't all that tough to manage, for the protection it affords against serious illness, and a sense of freedom to fuck any guy, any time, any place - whether they actually do that or not. PrEP allows a guy to minimize his chances of paying a costly price and live out his most wanton sexual desires. Why a guy wouldn't do that is beyond me.

I shoot regular loads but I can precum a lot, especially if it’s been a few days between blowing loads. Is hyperprecumia a thing? lol Some guys love it, some guys don’t though, but it makes barebacking so much better. I love rimming a guy while I finger him with my precum - and nothing is better then eating ass after a fuck and not tasting lube, just his body and my fluids.

Love to be bred by this beast!

Goal for u - post a story of when the ugliest troll top has seeded ur beautiful ass. Would love you to describe how u were not sure to let the ugly top come over and Cum inside u. Tell us how ugly he was. How nasty u felt! beaides this - thank you for posting the pics of your leaking boy pussy. I’m versatile and got 8”. I’d love to slide into to and feel ur hole wrapped around my curved cock. kisses 😘

Part 36: (A Medical Procedure) I slicked the dildo up with a fair amount of lube, watching as Doctor Wade pumped Peter’s cock, causing the sick man’s body to shiver. “Are you enjoying yourself, Mr. Flanagan?” Doctor Wade asked, his thumb running over the glands in a circular motion. “Please be honest. It’s important to be honest with your doctor.” “Yes, doctor,” Peter moaned, his hands reaching up and pinching his nipples, fingers moving through his sweat-drenched chest hair. “I believe my patient is in need of a special procedure,” Doctor Wade said, his hand moving down to the base and squeezing. His other hand cradled his balls, moving them in his palm. “Yes, I believe you may have a powerful buildup of potent, toxic cum trapped in your manly balls. I’m afraid we just can’t have this if you’re to get better.” “What can you do, doctor?” Peter asked. “I think my assistant,” Doctor Wade said, looking back at me, “can assist us in extracting the precious cum we’ve all been waiting for.” “I’m ready,” I said, winking at him. “Shall we begin?” I crawled onto the bed and moved with Doctor Wade, him lifting one leg while I lifted the other. “Are you ready, Mr. Flanagan?” “Yes, doctor,” Peter said, looking at both of us with an expression that proved how much he wanted this transformation. He finally achieved what he had wanted for so long. Not only was he now poz, but he was starting out on a new journey, discovering what he wanted. I could see in his eyes the images of all the men he wanted to fuck, all the men he wanted to be fucked by, and all the men swimming in the sea of poz cum he would now drown the world in. I knew I would be one of those men, and I was thankful. I moved the dildo to his hole, a hole I was familiar with, a hole I loved fucking, and pressed gently, watching as the blue head slid inside him, opening him up. “Fuck,” Peter moaned, his hands running over his body, his mouth open in a silent cry as he welcomed this new object into his body. “More,” he finally said, his ass grinding against the dildo. “Fill me. Fill me. Fuck me. FUCK ME!” “If that’s what the patient needs,” I said, pushing the dildo further into his hole, the base reaching his hairy hole and causing his back to arch. His pelvis started thrusting into the air, fucking Doctor Wade’s hand. “Fuck,” Peter cried, his hands grabbing the sheets, his dick kicking in Doctor Wade’s grasp, pre-cum dripping out in a flood. “I think the patient is accepting the procedure well,” Doctor Wade said, smiling at me. “We should take a sample to study.” He leaned forward and licked up Peter’s shaft, collecting the pre-cum on his tongue. “What a delicious sample.” He let go of Peter’s cock, his hand covered, and moved it to me. “Taste.” I opened my mouth and he slowly stuck his finger into my mouth, running it over my tongue. I could taste Peter along with Doctor Wade. My cock was throbbing, unable to believe the scene I found myself in. “It’s incredible.” “It’s all yours,” Peter said. “I’m all yours.” “Make sure you’re really grinding the head against the prostate,” Doctor Wade told me, squeezing out more of Peter’s pre-cum on his hand, using it to slick up his dick. “You do leak a lot of cum.” He moved his cum-covered hand to his naked body and rubbed it over his own chest, covering him with Peter’s essence. “We need to make sure we can extract that cum as soon as possible and as many times as possible.” “Absolutely.” I tilted the dildo, knowing where Peter’s prostate was having fucked against it so many times before. Just as with Dom, I knew Peter’s body well, and I knew how to control his body and fill every part of him with waves of pleasure. I slowly pulled the dildo out, watching it slide out of his hole, the hairs surrounding his hole clinging to the dildo, his legs shaking from the pressure I provided. “You like that?” “I fucking love it,” Peter said, his chest heaving, sweat pouring from his body. I leaned forward and kissed the leg I held, holding it close to my face, watching as I caused his body to writhe. “This is what you’ve wanted?” Doctor Wade asked. “This is what you needed?” “It’s… everything,” Peter said. “I can feel it,” he moaned. “I can feel it. I can feel the poz cum. It’s filling me.” “We need to get it out of you,” Doctor Wade told him, jerking his cock faster, Peter’s balls bouncing, slowly pulling into his body. “If you want to feel better, if you want to be a true poz man, you need to blow your first poz load.” “Yes,” he said, looking at us both. “Please. It’s all I want. It’s what I need.” I jerked the dildo into his ass, moving it against Peter’s prostate, milking him. Pre-cum continued leaking out of his cock, dripping over Doctor Wade’s hand and Peter’s balls, creating more lube for the dildo, pushing poz pre-cum into his body. “You’re filling your own body with poz cum,” I said, manipulating the dildo to send chills throughout his body. “Fuck,” Peter cried, his body shaking, our grip on his legs tightening. “I’m cumming. I’m fucking cumming!” “Do it,” Doctor Wade shouted, his grip tightening, his pumping faster, centralized on the head which was a dark purple. “Blow you first poz load you fucking slut.” “FUCK!” Peter’s body lifted off the bed as cum shot out of his dick, sprayed high in the air, splattering over his poz body, mixing into his sweat and hair. “Fuck,” Doctor Wade shouted, watching with wide eyes as Peter continued to cum, pooling over Peter’s stomach, covering Doctor Wade’s hand. A few shots splattered his body, Doctor Wade looking at me with wonder. “He’s incredible.” “He’s a god,” I told him, leaning forward and taking Peter’s dick in my mouth, tasting the cum I’d loved before, knowing it was now toxic. It was still flowing out of him, filling my mouth. “How’s it taste?” Doctor Wade asked. “Potent,” I said, licking my lips. “Very potent.” Doctor Wade smiled and leaned forward, grabbing my chin and bringing his lips to mine. We kissed, Peter’s poz cum moving between us as we tasted each other and the sweet nectar. “I’d forgotten how incredibly hot you are,” Doctor Wade told me, grinning as I leaned forward, following after his lips. “You too,” I said. I pulled the dildo out of Peter’s hole, admiring the ass juice covering the blue silicone. Doctor Wade took the dildo out of my hand and admired it. “Mr. Flanagan, you were a good boy today. Your doctor is proud. How about a lollipop?” Peter’s hand reached out and took the dildo, his orgasm and poz-confused brain unaware of what he was holding when he brought it to his mouth and licked the blue shaft. “That’s a good patient,” Doctor Wade said. “That buildup of poz cum won’t bother you anymore.” “I wouldn’t be so sure,” I told him, reaching over and grabbing Peter’s already hardening cock. “I think the patient could go again.” “Then we should get to work,” Doctor Wade said. “This time, let’s take a more ‘invasive’ angle to the treatment.” Doctor Wade climbed off the bed, and I followed, Peter still admiring the dildo. “Pull his ass to the edge of the bed.” I did as he said, Peter moaning as he filled his mouth with the dildo. “Are you ready for another procedure?” Doctor Wade asked Peter. Peter nodded, smiling. “Please, sir.” “Then let’s get started,” Doctor Wade said, reaching down and scooping up the large puddle of cum collected on Peter’s stomach. “A doctor must be properly prepped.” He smeared the cum over his own ass, pushing deep into his hole, making sure his hungry ass was ready. “I believe you have a history of fucking this patient’s brains out.” I smiled, nodding. “Then let’s see how long it takes you to fuck his cum deep into my guts.” Doctor Wade crawled onto the bed and mounted Peter who was attempting to deepthroat the dildo. “Now, Mr. Flanagan, I believe a healthy dosage of sodomy should do the trick.” He grabbed Peter’s hard cock and slipped it between his cum-covered ass cheeks. “And I think a nice injection should help your body as it transforms.” He looked back at me and winked, Peter’s cock disappearing as it entered Doctor Wade’s hole. Peter moaned around the dildo as he entered Doctor Wade’s body. I collected some of the cum which had splattered on Peter’s legs and balls and slicked up my cock, There was still residual lube from the dildo and the cum which had dripped down to his ass, making his hole ready for the fucking. “Are you ready?” I asked, lining my cock up with Peter’s hole, my head pressing into his puckered opening. “Ready to begin,” Doctor Wade said. I forced myself into Peter’s hole, finding him to be prepped and ready for me. While my cock was bigger than the dildo, I still found no resistance, his body loose and open. “Fuck,” Peter and I shouted at the same time, my hands reaching forward and grabbing Doctor Wade’s shoulders, forcing him all the way down onto Peter’s cock. “Fuck,” they both shouted, Peter now thrown into a wave of confusion as his hole was filled, his prostate was hit, and his cock was enveloped in a warm embrace that welcomed him. “The patient is accepting the procedure well,” Doctor Wade moaned, bouncing on Peter’s cock, his own hands playing with his nipples while Peter continued to suck on the dildo while his free hand pumped Doctor Wade’s stiff cock. “He’s doing very well.” I gripped tight on Doctor Wade’s shoulders, Peter’s legs wrapping around my waist, pulling me deeper into his body. Fuck, I had missed this hole. Fuck, I had missed Doctor Wade. Maybe Peter had the right idea. Maybe leaving all the secrecy behind so he could go out and live without fear of being discovered was the right way to go. It sure as fuck felt right as I fucked his ass, my mind spinning with the possibilities. “I can feel it,” Doctor Wade said, a hand resting on his stomach. “I can feel you filling me with pre-cum. I can feel it. Oh fuck. Oh fuck, it’s incredible.” “Don’t stop,” Peter told us, his conversion unleashing the pervert slut within him rather than weakening his strength. “Fuck me. Fucking take my hole.” “We already have,” I told him, my fingers digging into Doctor Wade’s shoulders, my knuckles white as I fucked harder, my own orgasm on the horizon. These two men were incredible, their bodies pouring sweat as they gave into their animalistic passions, seeking out the only thing they knew would make them feel satisfied: poz cum. “Oh, fuck, I’m gonna cum,” I said, slamming into Peter’s ass harder, breathing in the stench of sex. “Oh, fuck. Fuck.” “Do it,” Doctor Wade said, his head jostled around as he rode toward his own orgasm. “Complete the injection.” “FUCK!” I shouted, slamming one last time into Peter’s hole, grinding against his prostate and starting the chain reaction. As I came, shooting my toxic cum into Peter’s guts, Peter’s toxic cock shot out his second load of poz cum deep into Doctor Wade’s hole, filling him full. As Peter’s toxic cum shot out of Doctor Wade’s packed hole, hitting his prostate, Doctor Wade’s cock erupted in Peter’s grasp, shooting cum all over Peter’s face and the blue dildo in his mouth. “Fuck me!” Doctor Wade cried, his body shaking, Peter’s body struggling under his weight. Doctor Wade held his place over Peter’s body for a moment before Peter’s legs bucked him forward out of my grip. I tried to hold on, but my fingers lost their grip, creating scratches down Doctor Wade’s back. “Oh shit!” Doctor Wade fell forward onto Peter, their sweaty, cum-covered bodies writing together in the heat they created. “What the fuck was that?” “I’m sorry,” I said, eyeing the cuts down his muscled back. “Don’t be sorry,” Doctor Wade said, looking back at me. “That was incredible.” He looked down at Peter who was still filling the doctor’s hole with cum, his eyes almost rolling into the back of his head from the intensified orgasm coursing throughout his body. “You’re amazing.” He leaned forward, pushing the blue dildo out of the way, and kissed Peter, Doctor Wade’s own cum covering their faces. I scooped up some of Peter’s cum which was dripping out of Doctor Wade’s hole and drank it down, savoring the flavor which I knew to be male lust. “Looks like I missed a good time,” Dom said, entering the room. “It was nothing,” I told him, smiling, cum covering my face. “It was just a simple medical procedure.” ___________________________________________________________________________________________ I couldn't help myself with the medical lingo and scenario. I love medical porn, and I couldn't resist.

As would I. I concur with BootmanLA, in that unless we a) are educated about the past, and b) determined never to repeat the horror foisted upon the German People, there is a decent chance that history will repeat itself. How the German people - the very flower of culture - art, literature, music, engineering, on and on -were so thoroughly brainwashed is an example to the rest of the world. If it happened there, it can happen here too. The National Socialist German Worker's Party is the original name, shortened to "nazi" in colloquial German. We are now 10 months away from the 100th anniversary of that so-called "beer hall putsch" in Munich (a rather conservative city in a very conservative German State) and the parallels to events here in the US are simply stunning when we open our eyes and look. The aforementioned eventual Chancellor of that nation purposefully catered to the sense of being unfairly treated after Versailles. He manufactured lies like kids eat candy, and pried up the rocks under which ancient divisions in that populace had laid in wait, like a festering cancer that wouldn't die. He was the author of countless lies, deceits, manipulations, and managed to completely corrupt the former Weimar Republic. Does that sound like anything that's happened here in the US in the recent past? A demagogue, attempting to be elected by any means necessary, spewing every untruth he can come up with, whoremonger, draft dodger, author of filth known and still yet to be discovered, finally actually making it happen, blushing at nothing to seize power? Subsequent to the war that defeated the aggressors, the term "nazi" came into common use to describe anti-everything politicians spewing every kind of lie they could come up with, pouring gasoline on the simmering hatreds of a population. Sound familiar yet? Mr. DeSantis is now copying his political ancestor by banning books in schools that teach *real* history, at which the existing domestic public education system has failed spectacularly. He has already hosted a pseudo "torchlight parade" by a group of openly, shamelessly blunt Caucasian racists; a particularly sordid and ridiculously-effected stain upon our nation - and you think that the term "nazi" it too tough for him? I feel terrible about what happened to your family, and the millions of others of your Faith Tradition. It's the most horrific event in recent centuries, and we - the people of the world - can never allow that to happen again. The way we can prevent it however, is to recognize anti-human filth for what it is, reject it, and bend our efforts to improving the lives of everyone, as opposed to singling out certain ethnicities, faith-traditions, or any other potentially divisive groups to point the rotted finger of guilt at. Every one of us must open our eyes to what's afoot here in the US, and together we can defeat the filth - maybe even without a war. Thank you, Want my 1st cock, for your response.

Before PrEP, I used to make a point of discussing it, fairly briefly and casually, but only if anal sex appeared to be in the cards. Typically I'd do so whether or not we intended to use a condom. After PrEP, I seldom bring it up, though I'm happy to have the conversation if people want to (which isn't often lately). The exception is when I think one or both of us is up for a fetish scene, in which case I may bring up the topic obliquely in a way that invites that possibility. And then of course there are the times when I really want sex, or sex with that particular person, so urgently that all that just goes out the window. Oink.

When we got to his place it was around 9pm. He invited me in and asked if i was hungry. I was and he heated up some leftover pizza and we sat down and ate dinner and drank some beers. We talked about our history. He knew he was gay from an early age. He had a few partners but has been single since he became poz about 2 years ago. I told him that i was bi and not out about it and did most of my exploring with gay masseurs. Also mentioned i had gotten into fisting. "What do you like about being fisted" he asked "I like feeling a mans hand in me and having that full and deep feeling and having my limits stretched. But its more than physical. Being fisted to me is the ultimate in offering myself to the man that i am with. To spread my legs and offer myself to him and allow him to take me, own me from deep inside. Having him deep in my controlling me is amazing." i said "You like giving yourself to your man", he asked looking at me deeply with his eyes "Yes i do. If the connection is right. I want to give myself totally to him", i said softly looking at him He leaned in and kissed my so softly. I leaned forward kissing him back our mouths opening and caressing each other's tongues. He picked up my hand and led me to his bedroom. We started to make out and take off our clothes. As we got naked he pushed me back on his bed. I pushed myself up to the top and lay there opening my legs for him. He lay on me and we made incredible passionate love or at least it felt like it. His kissing was so intense, assertive yet passionate. He was raping my mouth with his tongue and i didnt want him to stop. I opened my legs more as his cock was pushing at my hole. He then kissed me all over sucking on my nipples then going down on me briefly taking my hard cock in his mouth and then lifting my ass off the bed and he started eating my hole. I lifted up my ass to meet his mouth and held my legs back. "Ohhhh Brian eat me please", i moaned He kept eating me out and and moaned and writhed all over the bed. Then he got up on his knees, put my legs on his shoulders and put the head of his fat cock at my hole. He spat on his cock and pressed his head in. "Uggghhhh", i winced as his cock was so fat. He kissed and played with my tits and pushed in. It hurt like hell but also felt sooo good. Finally he was balls deep in me. He didn't wait this time to start fucking me. He started with short strokes then to long strokes and started pounding me. "Ohhhh your pussy is so tight. Its like a tight glove around my cock", he moaned and breathed hard as he picked up his pace His cock was stretching and pounding my hole. It hurt but also felt so good and he was banging my prostate. I started to moan in a whining bitch in heat sound and said" Uhhhh fuck me please. Fuck me hard, take me own me please". I tried to raise my ass higher off the bed to get more of him in me. I wanted all of him in me. "Ohh bitch you are mine aren't you. You want me to stop and pull out. Maybe put on a condom or you like it bare?", he said picking up his pace "Bare please and please don't sto fucking me please. Fuck me, take me and make me yours please", i begged "You want my seed in you?", he yelled "Yes i do please mark me, make me yours please", i blathered out I was in total ecstasy. I was high on the pain and pleasure. I had never felt this way before and my eyes rolled back and my ass uncontrollably started to spasm. I grabbed his hips and i didnt know what was happening to my body and i started to shoot spurt after spurt of cum all over his chest and mine. "Ahhhhhhh", he yelled as my ass was squeezing his cock hard "Here is comes bitch", he yelled I felt his thick cock expand and i felt his hot juice spurt in me and my hole suddenly felt all wet and warm. My ass squeezed even harder and i felt like i was having a continued orgasm. His fucking slowed down but he kept pounding me and grinding in me. He leaned in and kissed me deeply are lips locked. He leg go of my legs off his shoulder and i let them slide on his side and i wrapped them tight around his waist crossing them at the bottom of his back and wrapped my arms around his back. "Please stay in me please", i asked softly. "I need you in me", i said. He kissed me back deeply and said "Don't worry i wont", he said In our embrace he slowly kept grinding expanding my whole with his thick meat and massaging my prostate. It felt so amazing to have him in me and to feel his seed in me and my legs and arms wrapped around him. I drifted off with him in me. I was in heaven. I woke up to use the bathroom. It was about 2am. As i climbed back in bed i looked at him. He was so hot. He lay there on his back with his legs partly spread. His penis was soft but still meaty. I couldn't resist, climbed on the bottom part of the bed and started to lick him and softly suck on him as not to wake him up. After several minutes of licking him, teasing his head with my fingers and sucking lightly on him, his cock was at full mast. It was glorious. I dribbled more salaiva on it and then climbed on. I winced as its still a thick piece of meat but squatted down until half of his huge cock was in me and slowly kept sliding on it when finally i had all of him in me. I started riding him, putting my hands on his chest. "Hmmm someone needs Daddy's cock", he whispered "Yes Daddy I needed to have you back in me again", i moaned as a rode his meat He grabbed my waist and started to pick me up with his strength and pull me back down on his cock. I moaned like a total whore and threw my head back. He then got up and pushed me on my back while still keeping his cock in me. He lifted my ass off the bed and then piledrived into me. "OHHHH Shit", i cried "You wanted it you are going to get it", he moaned He fucked my hard like that only the top of my back on the bed and my neck bent looking up at this god who was fucking the shit out of me. He fucked me like that for what seemed like for ever then turned me over flat on my stomach, spread my legs and entered me from behind pushing down on my back. "OOHHHHH your hurting me", i yelled. It felt like he was tearing my hole. I grabbed the sheets and bit down on them. He essentially sat on me and pounded me mercilessly. "Bitch i am going make you pregnant.", he said in my ear as he grabbed my hair lifted my head towards him and gave me a wet sloppy tongue lock. He rode me like and then i could feel him tense up and his cock expand in me, "Here is comes boy....ughhhhhhhhhh", he grunted and felt spurts in me. "Ahhhh yes, breed me please", i cried out lifting my ass to meet his cock. He pushed my ass back down grinding his cock in me then lying on me kissing the back of my neck. "You're mine", he said as he breathed and kissed my neck "I know", i leaned back and said He rolled off of me after all his cock softened and all his cum went into me. I moved back to the top of the bed and put my head on his chest and fell asleep.' I woke up and looked over and i was in the bed alone. It was 9am. I put my head back down on the pillow. My ass was sore and wet. I started to think about last night and everything that happened. It hit me that i had fucked bareback and taken cum from someone who was poz. I started to worry about it. Would i get HIV? Would i get AIDS? What would i tell my family? "Good morning sleepy head. You were out last night.", he said. He walked over to the bed and sat next to me sitting up. "Good morning" i said quitely "You ok", he said "I am worried about last night", i told him "You mean about getting fucked bareback by someone with HIV?, he said "Yes. I am scared and worried and don't know what to do? Should i go see my doctor or go to a clinic?", i said worryingly. I started to tear. He sat next to me on the bed and i sat up next to him. As i did a bunch of cum plopped out and my butt made a little noise. I took my fingers and wiped some of it up and he leaned over and licked off my fingers and then kissed me deeply. I kissed back and opened my mouth to accept the cum juice. "That is how we taste together", he said. It then clicked what that meant. My pussy juice and his cum....this is how we tasted together. Pulling back, he said "It's up to you what you want to do" "That's the problem, i am confused", i said He put his around my should and i leaned in on him, his hand on my thigh. "I don't know what i want to do, i mean i took your poz cock and cum", i sobbed and looked up at him "I know i shouldn't have but i did", i said "Did you enjoy it", he asked "Yes a lot", i responded "Then what are you afraid of", he asked "Getting pozzed. I am angry at myself for letting this happen", i said tearing His hand was rubbing my thigh and now brushed against my hard cock. "Maybe you are angry cause you know you liked it. In fact you wanted it", he leaned in and started to kiss my ear "No i don't want to get hiv", i said "Are you sure cause your cock is telling me something else right now", he said as his hand was now rubbing my hard cock and i let out a soft moan "I can't be. I don't want to be pozzed", i uttered "You sure cause again your cock is telling me another thing", he said as his hand was now stroking me I just moaned back in a daze and conflicted "You wanted to give yourself to me, to let me breed you and make you a poz slut", he said in my ear "No i dont want to be pozzed please, i don't know whats going on", i said yielding to his maniplulations. My hand found his mammoth cock and started to stroke it. "You want it, you want me to poz you again", he said pushing me back "Don't worry i will take care of you. You will be mine", he said kissing my neck "Yes" i moaned "Yes please Daddy own me, breed me, poz me and make me yours I opened my legs once again and offered myself to him taking him in me. We fucked like this and doggy for the next hour. "Tell me what you want", he said fucking me "I want you to poz me please Daddy, please poz me", i cried out "Here you go baby. Take my load", ugghhhh and he unloaded another poz load in me. After several minutes in my arms grinding in my whole and while kissing and pulled back from the kiss. "Daddy how long will it take for me to be poz", i asked "I don't know but i will make sure of it", he said back and kissed me deeply. I thought I am his now and I love it.

After the massage he offered his shower. I picked my clothes and phone and went in and it had more erotic painting of men on his bathroom wall. I looked at them and they got me a little aroused. They were very sensual pics of nude men with thick cocks. I went in and started to take a nice hot shower when he came in and opened the door to the shower and asked if he could come in too. He said he had a lot of cum to wash off. Before he could step in, I leaned forward and licked all the cum off his stomach, he then pushed me on my knees and pushed his now semihard cock in my mouth. I gladly opened my mouth and suck on his thick cock. I managed to get most of it in my mouth and in my throat. He moaned and said, "Oh good boy, suck it.". I sucked more and got some precum running out. He grabbed the back of my head and pushed his cock all the way in and it hit the back of my throat and i gagged. He said softly," Relax and take it in". I went back down and relaxed my mouth and let it hit the back of my throat and took it all in. "Ohhhh thats its your mouth is like a tight pussy", he moaned. That was music to my ears. I wanted to more of his cock in my throat, i wanted it all including his balls. I sucked and swallowed it all. He in turn started doing a slow rhythmic pump in my throat. I opened my throat and took it in and learned to breathe to keep letting him fuck my mouth and then stuck my tongue out to lick his balls as they banged against my chin. Then he suddenly stopped pulled his hard thick cock out of my mouth with a huge glob of spit connecting with my mouth. He stood me up as if i was a rag doll then pushed my up against the shower wall pressed his body against my back and put his cock at my hole. I yelled, " No not without a condom please.". He pushed in and the head of his cock slipped in and with his left hand he grabbed my nipples and worked them over and his right hand grabbed my cock and started stroking it all the while nibbling at my neck. I couldn't help myself i just leaned back. In doing so 2 things happened. One is i slid further back on his hard pole and let out a moan, two is he got more access to my neck and started kissing and chewing on it and just melted. I turned my head we kissed and out tongues where widly doing a dance. All the while he kept pumping me. "Ohhhhh fuck yeah it feels so good. I never thought it could feel this good.", I said. "Oh yeah you like a bare cock in you don't you, you little whore.", he said. He kept pumping in me. It felt amazing to really feel his cock in me, pulsing, fucking me. Yet in the back of my mind i couldn't help worry about getting fucked bare. BZZZZZZ BZZZZZZ BZZZZZ. What the hell.....oh my clock alarm on my phone went off. It was to remind me to pick up my friend from work. The alarm kept going off and it was loud and irritating. As so i pushed back and he stopped fucking me. I got out of the shower, grabbed a towel and turned off the alarm. Having my head clear I told him that i have to go and pick up my friend. He was there stroking his hard cock, "You sure you dont want to jump back on and finish the ride?", he said. He could see the lust in my eyes. I said, "Yes i need to go". I can't tell you how difficult that was. I so wanted to be bent over and fucked hard, as my own cock was hard, but needed to go. I got dressed, left the money and told him thank you.

I laid there glowing and my ass feeling empty. He took off the condom placed in a trash can near the massage table. I couldn't stop staring at his cock. He moved closer to my face and grabbed the back of my head very gently and pushed it towards his cock. Up until this point i have never sucked off another guy before. I had only had sex with women and watched some gay porn. I opened my mouth and took his head in and licked it and sucked it. He still had lots of cum on his cock and it was still oozing out. It tasted better than i thought and had that viscous creamy texture. I started to suck more and licked up and down his shaft. My teeth scraped him and he said to be careful. I nodded but kept sucking and licking him wanting more of his cum. He put his head back and moaned and grabbed my head more forcefully trying to push his cock deeper in my mouth. I gagged as i had never had anything like this in my mouth before let alone this size. He pulled back giving me time to regroup but i wanted to suck his cock. I leaned in and sucked it like i needed it and wanted to coaxed and suck as much cum that was left in his cock out. I saw his expression of pleasure and moaning as i sucked it and he was clearly enjoying it and i realized i enjoyed pleasing him. Then i felt his fingers on my ass entering my hole. He teased my hole rubbing the outside and using his fingernail to drive me crazy. I pushed my ass back down on his finger and it slipped in. He then stuck in 1, 2 then 3 fingers swirling them in me and massaging my prostate which drove me crazy he started to used his fingers to fuck me. I moaned and went on sucking his thick tool determined to eat his cum. This went on for about 10 minutes sucking his cock and balls and then he shot a huge load in my mouth. He started to tense up and i he held my head and pushed into my mouth and throat holding it there while gagged and i pulled back a little and about 5 spurts came out and swallowed the first but kept the rest in my mouth cause i really wanted to taste him. I went back down on him as far as i could sucking on him. i swirled his cream in my mouth, reveled in the feel and taste and looked up at him and swallowed it. He kept on playing my hole working it and then he grabbed my cock and went down on me. OHHHH, i said in a loud moan. At that moment he then stuck a fourth finger in my hole. I yelled, OOOOOOWWWWW. It hurt like hell to have his fourth finger in me but he started to do that twirling motion and massaging my prostate and the pain suddenly turned into immense pleasure. I couldn't last long like this, his hot mouth on my cock and his hand in my man pussy making me feel things i have never felt before. Then his left hand went to my nipples and that was it, i let out a loud groan and shot load after load into his mouth. He swallowed my load and kept sucking on me. He kept up working my hole and nipples sending me into an overboard ecstasy of pleasure. I stopped sucking him and just laid letting him work me over. I pushed his mouth off of me as my head was super sensitive. He took that as a sign to stop all playing and stop working my hole but i pushed down on his hand. He smiled and started again working it slowly. I just laid there moaning in pleasure. After a few minutes he finally pulled out his hand sucked his fingers clean then leaned down and gave me a passionate kiss stuck his tongue in my mouth, i opened up and accepted and kissed him back sucking and tasting his tongue. It was my first kiss with a man and it felt right. He pulled back and said, "That is how your pussy tastes.", I looked at him in his deep eyes and leaned in for another kiss and our tongues intertwined with each other playing a lovely dance and i sucked on his tongue to taste more of myself. "One day you will taste both of us together", he said. I didn't know what that mean but just smiled and enjoyed the moment. I went back down on him to suck out more as much as i could get. Finally he pushed back as his cock was so sensitive too. We were both spent.

I woke up half startled, with Trevor sucking my semi hard dick. He was fully nude, ass sticking up in the air. I grabbed his hair and kept guiding him up and down my dick. His hands ran up my thighs, body and his hand grabbed my other arm, bringing my other hand to his head, then using my hands he pressed his own head all the way down on my cock, lightly gagging. "Oh Fuck" I let out, as I continued to force his head up and down my shaft. I almost felt him loosen up his body giving me complete control. I held him down as far as he would go, after 10-15 seconds I could feel him struggling so I lifted his head all the way off my cock and up towards me. His eyes were watering, mouth open taking in air again. I spit into his mouth and playfully slapped his face. "I want to cum in your ass again" "Yes Sir" he said, straddling my cock and pointing my wet cock against his hole, gently sitting down onto my cock. He sighed as his ass reached the base of my cock. As he usually does, his magical hole squeezes my cock as he goes up the shaft and loosens as he sits down. He is looking toward the sky, slowly working my cock. "Your ass needs to be filled doesn't it" I said reaching for his soft cock. "Yes it does" "What's the use of this tiny cock?" I asked moving it around. "How ever you want to use it Sir" "I don't see a use for it slut, you won't be cumming today" "That's ok Sir, I want to see how many times you can cum." "Good boy, come here." I grabbed his head and brought him to my mouth, kissing him and taking over the job of fucking his ass. Our tongues played deep, our body's pressed together. I sped up my pace and our body's slapping together was loud and I could feel his balls and soft cock getting crushed on my hips with each thrust. I moved my hands from his head to his hips and thrust as deep as I could go, cumming into his ass a 4th time. "I love your ass" "It loves your cock" He got off my cock and my cock slapped against my body. my cum dripping down onto my thigh. "Hey don't waste that, and my cock needs cleaning" He immediately licked up the cum on my leg and moved up to my still hard cock. licking my balls on the way up the shaft. "I think from now on my cum needs to stay in your ass as long as possible" He popped his head off my cock "I like that idea, it's like your cum will be absorbed into my body" "Right, my cum will absorb into your body. Trevor... do you know what the symbol above my dick means?" "Yep!" he said and got up off the lounge chair, grabbed my drink and ran inside, his amazing ass bouncing with each step. "what the..." I thought to myself. He knows what it means but he still wants my load in him? Is this not just a kinky fantasy? Is he really willing to give it all up for me? For us? So this isn't just him playing a role? My mind raced. He came back with my drink and another empty glass and handed me both. "What am I doing with this empty glass?" I think I knew the answer. "Are you going to make me a drink?" "Sure I can, where-Oh you dirty little slut, you want to drink my piss!" "Yes sir, if that's ok." "Of course it is, hold the glass and hold my cock." He got on his knees and sat on his heels, his soft hands holding my cock near the glass. I lifted my head and let loose, my stream filling the glass rather quickly. I could hear the glass getting close to over flowing, and then I felt his mouth wrap around the tip of my cock. I looked down and he was not only drinking from the tap skillfully, he was making eye contact. I placed my hand on his head and finished the last few drops. Man I could get used to this. So far I haven't gotten sick. But I must any day now right? He didn't feel any piss coming out so he took his mouth off my cock, gave the tip a kiss and took his drink to the edge of the pool and got in. I sat down on the edge and put my feet in, watching Trevor swim around and smiling at each other occasionally. He swam over, I opened my legs and like a dog seeing dropped food he smiled and dove headfirst into my groin, taking a ball into his mouth and then licking all around. He stopped at the biohazard symbol and gave it a big kiss, looked up to me and smiled. "Where will my tattoo go?" "I'm thinking a tramp stamp or just above the crack of your perfect ass." "Are you really POZ?" "Not yet I don't think. Do you wish I was?" "Wish is a strong word. It would make me fully yours, like I promised, but I don't want you to potentially become sick or something just so you can continue to fuck me longer." "You think all I want to do is fuck you? I love you, I'm crazy about you" "I think I love you too. Sorry... it's the first time saying it to a guy" "I understand, lets go inside, I want to make love to you for the 5th one. And then we'll go get lunch." "He got out of the pool, helped me stand and held my hand as we went inside." There was no rough play or fucking, and we spent the whole time kissing, moaning, body's in contact. I came deep in his ass, my tongue still in his mouth, I felt him tense up, and let a "Oh god" whisper through his lips. "What?" I said breaking the kiss. He kissed me again, dropped his head and had a big smile with his eyes closed. I looked down and noticed a gigantic load of cum all over his stomach and mine. Not only did he cum from fucking, it was during our love making. I went down and licked his cum off his stomach and licked his cock, he shuddered and his legs closed. "I can't belief you came" "Me neither" he said still smiling with eyes closed. I rolled off him and pulled his head onto my chest, he placed his leg over mine and we laid there for quite some time. "5 and it's not even lunch" I said. "Yeah I wonder if we can double it" "I'm going to need a lot more water" "More water for you equals more piss for me!" he said and he got up ran to the kitchen and came back with a bottle of water and his glass of my piss. "To get load #6 you need to refer to me as your boyfriend at some point during lunch" "Yes Sir"

My phone buzzed and woke me up. It was a good morning text from Trevor. "I want the whole day with you at the house I'm watching, want me to call in sick?" 'Fuck!' I thought, I've never had a full day with him. Only "booty calls" and late night hookups. That could be really fun. "Let's do it, call in sick." I replied. Hell, hopefully this puts an omen in the air and I do get sick. then I can make this boy mine. Part of me is still worried he will chicken out. I showed up to the house and honked. Trevor came out in tiny shorts, and a tank top. You could definitely see the chastity device bulging in the shorts. "Hello Sir, thanks for coming over" he said leaning in to kiss me, in broad daylight, it made me happy. "Where did you get these shorts? They're tiny!" "I took them from my girlfriend, she wears them around the house sometimes, I think she used to wear them for track." "Damn they look better on you I'm sure. you can see the chastity device. So you didn't cum?" "No Sir, it was really hard not to, I haven't had much stimulation so it almost put me over board. I faked cum though, she asked me why there wasn't any cum and I told her I had been masturbating a lot and showed her the device. She was intrigued and confused. She asked me what she is supposed to do about having sex if for some reason we couldn't find the key." "Interesting, maybe she has another cock in mind, your little faggot cock isn't enough" I joked. He shrugged and said "maybe". We went into the house and I asked him, "If we were to do what you had in mind for today, what would we get up to?" "Well... I pictured we'd hang out by the pool, it's pretty private so probably nude?" "uh huh... and?" "Well, I've been fucked before you as you know, and I'd like you to break the record of how many times you cum inside me in a day." "You dirty slut, are you sure you're not gay?! What's the record?!" "5" "You slut", I grabbed him by the hair and took him to the bathroom, "clean yourself out, take off that device and tell me the whole story, then I'm going to hit those balls 1 times for each time that man came in you." Trevor started the story, it was a few years before I met him and he had a hotel room for the first time on his own. "I made an ad on craigslist using my phone and someone answered saying they happened to be close by, I told him the hotel room and waited nude on the bed. I was so nervous, but I was extremely horny and the hotel didn't have internet. When he showed up it was a tall latino guy, he was already hard in his basketball shorts. He told me to get on the bed on all fours on the edge, and he stripped, I didn't see his cock. He immediately lubed up and thanks to my preparation he was able to get in rather smoothly. He was the biggest cock I had up until that point." Trevor was on his hands and knees, a douche kit pressed into his ass, he didn't skip a beat telling his story. He continued: "He went at a steady pace, kept telling me I was the best bottom he has had, and that he had already cum 2 times. I was shocked, it wasn't talked about before but I had hoped he would cum on me, not in me. But the thought of already having two loads turned me on even more. We changed position twice, and after the 3rd and 4th time he laid me down on my stomach and fucked me for what felt like 10 minutes straight. When he finished he rolled off me and said he had never cum 5 times in one go, and repeated that I was the best bottom he has had. He told me he had to piss and would go." I was a weird mixture of jealous and ridiculously hard and turned on. I'll be breaking 5 today that's for sure. He stood up in front of me as I sat on the toilet seat listening. I got up and he sat down, I pulled his cock out from the toilet seat and as he let the water out of his ass I pulled on his balls. The water was clear, wow. I pulled him off the seat by his balls, "Is that it? Sit on my cock, make me cum and finish your story." "No, I asked him if he had even pissed on a guy, or if he'd like to see me drink it. He said he never had but totally wanted to try it. I went to the tub and he started to piss on me. my hair, my body, I opened my mouth and he pissed in it. While I swallowed he let the stream hit my face." He was doing a beautiful job bouncing up and down, clenching his ass as he went up, and loosening his ass as he dropped down. As he told me he didn't even learn this guys name, and never knew if the guy was clean but that he didn't care, I grabbed his hips and pulled him down for the first load of the day. "Damn boy, that was a hot story, I'm glad you told me. I'm a little jealous but as you can tell I'm very horny. I'll let you choose how I hit your balls." I pulled him off me by the balls and he let out a soft moan as he turned and went in for a kiss. "How ever you want to Sir." he said as he broke the kiss. "Are you sure? You got me pretty worked up" I said pulling his balls again. "I am hitting you 5 times, so you have to take them, no running away. If you want me to stop, I will, but only after the 5th one." "They're yours to abuse" "On your hands and knees", he quickly got down on the floor. I placed my foot against his balls and he dropped his head in anticipation. I grabbed the bottle of lube and lubed up my cock, got down on the floor behind him and slowly pressed into his ass. "Who's cock is bigger, mine or that fucker that has the record." "You do" he moaned. I pulled out, grabbed his balls and with a flat hand slapped them harder than I have before. he jumped but didn't pull away, and took a deep breath. I entered him again, and he was much tighter, "interesting", I thought. "If you're lying to me I won't hold back next time." "You're bigger, thicker." he moaned. I grabbed a bottle of poppers and handed them to him, he took 1 hit and dropped his head again. His hole loosened up and I railed into him, he's going to get his first load today. I kept a steady pace, and bounced off his perfect bubble butt. I came as deep as I could and pulled out quickly with a pop. I stood up, played with his balls again with my foot, and gave him a light kick, making his cock bounce, I could see pre-cum on the tip. He dropped his upper body to the floor, but didn't shy away. "To the bed, on your back on the edge" I grabbed the maximum impact and a towel, and followed. He was holding his knees to his chest like a good bottom, I came into the room and sprayed the poppers, placing the towel over his nose. I shoved it into his mouth and pushed my still hard cock into his opening hole. As I fucked his ass, his cock was semi hard, dripping precum on his stomach, his balls bouncing back and forth, I kept a steady pace again, and punched his unprotected, vulnerable balls. His hole squeezed my cock in response, I sped up the pace and hit him harder. He moaned and his legs started to close as his hole squeezed my cock again. I came, a second time deep inside him. He eyes looking backward, towel in his mouth, looking like he liked it but it hurt. I pulled out, slapped his thigh, "Bend over the bed" he did as he was told. I ripped the towel from his mouth, sprayed it again and shoved his face into the towel and the bed. "I'm going to knee your balls. If you want it harder, like a good slut, you let me know. I lined up behind him with my knee. and with a foots wind up, drove it into his balls. He grunted and said something into the towel and bed, I pulled him up by the hair. "What slut?" "1 more, harder" he groaned. I took the poppers, put it under his nose and sprayed one more spray into the towel. he laid his head down on the bed and nodded. I lined up again, and this time put my body into it. I kneed his balls and he grunted into the towel, and slowly curled up onto the bed. His balls red, slightly swollen and still exposed behind him. "Too hard?" I asked. "Just right" he replied, "Thank you Sir" "You're welcome, that was only 3 times in your ass by the way" He smiled with his eyes closed, "I know, we have all day" I left him on the bed, went out to the kitchen, made myself a drink and went outside to the pool to tan and relax. "He'll be mine for sure, he never saw or asked about the biohazard mark" I thought to myself as I drifted off.

Note: I introduced a couple new elements I have no experience with, and I hope I got them mostly right. If they're wrong, I'm sure you'll tell me, and accept that THIS part is what makes it fiction. LOL ----------------------------- Part 3 The hips began to thrust, and I felt every inch of him inside me. His balls were smacking against mine - there was no warmup to this at all, not even a courtesy finger - and Rick fucked like an animal. It was everything I dreamed it would be. I found it hard to hold the cigar while we rocked back and forth, so I wedged it back in my jaw. Rick did likewise with his own, and continued to nail me. “You’re a filthy chaser, aren’t you,” he said. It was more of a statement than a question. “Mm-hmm,” I said, gasping for air. Man, this sensation in my ass was incredible! I thought it would hurt without the warmup and relaxation of the hole, but there was indeed enough lube to keep his dick from burning me from the inside out. I could feel it running down my buttcheeks on occasion. I drew hard on the cigar as best I could; being a novice with it, I was not successful. There was far more suck than there was smoke, and Rick said surprisingly little about it after the last command about it. Rick slowed down his strokes, and began to pull nearly out before thrusting back in. My hole loved this sensation. “Yeah, take it, you fucker,” he whispered. “This is… what you… goddamn bugchasers… deserve! I’m … gonna poz this hole… so fucking hard… you will never… want to chase… AGAIN!” I answered him not, and just let him do what he knew how to do best. At length, Rick removed my feet from their suspensions, and placed them over his shoulders. I held on to the straps of the sling for support as he pulled me deeper toward him. This was either heaven or hell, I couldn’t tell which. “Ugh… I came off my meds for this,” Rick said. “You better appreciate what I’m giving you.” That got my attention. “Was he…? No, he wouldn’t! This is just fantasy, this is just fantasy, part of the script, he’s not toxic…” I was mentally trying to convince myself that I was totally safe, and it was all talk. Part of the experience. I tried to not tighten up in reaction. Rick grew bored of this position quickly, finding he had nowhere to thrust to, so he stopped momentarily. “Get up, and go get in the chair,” he said with an effort. His breath was definitely shorter, and I could see already a sheen of sweat glistening. I pulled myself to standing, and instantly felt the lube run down my right leg. While getting my balance, I looked at the small puddle that formed on the mat beneath us. The lube was there, certainly, but something else. It looked a little red. “Must be a trick of the lighting,” I thought. I definitely didn’t FEEL like he tore me open. I turned round in the small chamber, and saw what he wanted. The leather chair I spied when we came in. As I got near it, I could see it was no ordinary seat. It looked… different somehow. It had a flat back, straps all over it, and two hard-looking footrests. “Is this a Lucifer chair?” I asked with interest. Rick didn’t answer the question, but gave a low, throaty chuckle. I climbed in, and continued smoking quietly. I wasn’t going to ruin the scene with a lot of chatter, or show any kind of uncertainty by babbling. Rick took away my cigar, strapped me in, and spread my legs. He then turned away, and his movements suggested he was putting something on his dick. My mind initially registered it as a cockring or maybe a shaft extender, but when I actually saw the weapon coming at me, it was wrapped in … chainmail? I looked at him quizzically but didn’t form a question. Rick saw my expression, and read it instantly. “This is a special kind of condom,” he said venomously. I was taken by surprise yet again. “A condom? That wasn’t what we agreed upon.” Rick pulled the cigar from between his teeth, and said fiendishly, “You’ll see.” As he came at me with this thing around his cock, I started to wonder what I got myself into. “Holy fuck, he’s serious,” I thought. “But that goes against... “ My train of thought abruptly ended there as the weapon now brushed against my hole. It was cold to the touch, and I felt something quite new rubbing against me. Before I could respond or even form a question, Rick was pushing into my hole, and it hurt like hell. I cried out and tried to back away from it. But back away to where? I was in a corner and seated with no clear exit, and strapped to the chair. “Shhh…” he cooed. “Just relax. This is supposed to hurt, and it’s part of the scene. Trust me.” From nowhere, he whips out a small brown bottle, uncaps it, and shoves it into one of my nostrils. I recognized it instantly. Poppers. And they were fairly new - still strong and heady. I inhaled deeply, knowing that it was beyond my control to do much else. Within seconds, I was flying. Rick at once detected it, grinned wickedly, and took a hit of them himself. He quickly recapped the bottle and flung it away from us. “That’s your only anesthetic,” he growled. And my hips began to rock again. I didn’t even notice him finish his entrance, and I just let him do the work, wincing all the while. Now that I knew what he was intending, I just laid back and let it happen. In between his grunts, Rick said something that sounded like, “Just open yourself up to all the pozzibilities I will show you.” The poppers made it sound distorted, so I wasn’t sure if he actually said it or whether I imagined it. I didn’t respond to it, lest it be the latter and he starts yelling at me again for talking out of turn. Rick continued to plow. His look was a mix of disgust and sheer ecstasy. “You dirty bugchasing fuck. I’m gonna teach you a lesson you won’t soon forget.” By now, the poppers had completely worn off, and I was feeling the full force of the thing inside me. And boy did it hurt. This was suddenly not fun for me. I needed to move my arms and legs. I needed that tearing up inside me to stop. I suddenly needed water. The room had grown unbearably hot between our activities, the humidity, and the smoke, and I needed a break. At last, I said, “Rick, I need … ow! You to stop --- fuck!” He considered this, and slowed his motions, then instantly began jackhammering my hole. “Nope! You’re done,” was his swift response. I couldn’t bear it anymore as I felt him rip me open from stem to stern. I had no coherent thoughts by this point, except an inward wish that he would cease his movements and I could die in peace. All I could do was cry out. But then his mood changed. He suddenly pulled himself out of me, and my hole welcomed the release. I put my head back as far as it would go, and just shut my eyes. "Shit, I was about to cum," he hissed. "I want this to last as long as possible." He pulled the strange device off, and I heard it hit the floor. Rick got down in a crouching position, and gently poked me with a finger. After a couple seconds, he took back his finger, and held it up before his eye. “Yep, as I thought!” He raised his open palm to me, and ordered, “Look. I’m showing you something.” I carefully opened one eye to see. His whole finger was a bright red colour, and this time, I was sure it wasn’t the light of the room. I suddenly remembered what this was called, and why he was doing it. The phrase “cruel condom” ripped through my brain, and now I had to accept it. He was genuinely pozzing me. That, or a damn convincing scene, I wasn’t sure which. And I wasn’t about to ask. All I could think of was the pain I was feeling at the moment. I returned to closing my eyes and feeling only pain. Rick only stood there over me, studying me, and letting his dick deflate a little while he hauled away on his cigar. He let me sit there, motionless, and just bleed. “This is all part of the process,” he said slowly. “It hurts now --” “I want out of this chair,” I interrupted. “There, there, you sick fuck, it will all be over soon, and you will be free.” There was something cryptic in that statement, but it was just talk. Just talk. The fantasy, right. “When he’s done fucking me, we’ll go upstairs, he’ll put an ice pack on my fanny and bandage me up, and all will be well,” I told myself. Alas, this was not to be.

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I used to party with some dudes who smoked. Good times, and I would get fucked enough. I kept asking about IV and these guys who had introduced me to tina refused. This went on for several years and since I didn't have a source I would always return when the need came, which was more and more often as I had become accustomed to having Ms t with me. They would always send some home with me to feed my growing addiction. I tried to resist but the effort was futile as I was also addicted to the kinky sex we always had. One day I was on the internet and saw a guy with pnp in his name. I sent him a note. We went back and forth for a bit about what we liked. He asked if I slammed and since I had never heard the term, I said I didn't. That may be why he asked me over. When I arrived he offered me a pipe containing had a good amount in it. I took a couple of good hits and offered it to him. He declined, but encouraged me to indulge. After a few more hits he got behind me and took my shirt off, messaging my neck and reaching down and tweaking my nipples. He murmured he couldn't wait to fuck me, which was music to my ears. I again offered the pipe, and again he declined. He was so nice - and I wanted him so badly. The nipple play had my ass twitching and I was getting a good buzz. That's when he started to explain the merits of slamming, saying it was cleaner, had less waste, and gave a better high. He said he was going to slam before he fucked me, and if I wanted to try it, he could do me first. It sounded reasonable and in fact it was what I wanted. It might have been a mistake not to discuss the right amount but I suppose he wanted my first slam to be memorable. He offered me a drink which I suspect had some g in it. Then he went in to another room to answer a phone call and get his supplies. By the time he returned (dressed now in leather!) I had finished the bowl. He looked so fucking hot. He kissed me, grabbed my hand and led me to the bedroom. He tied me off and easily found a vein. He told me that when he pulled out the needle he would remove the belt and I should put my arm over my head. I don't know how much he used, but I started to feel it before the belt came off. When I raised my arm my knees buckled and I fell back on the bed. For the next ten minutes I was not sure if I woud live or die. Nor did I care. At some point my pants were removed and my fingers found my hole. By the time he returned and pushed my knees up by my head my entire being was screaming for cock. As he leaned down to kiss me and I felt his cock in my crack he asked what I wanted. My reply was that I wanted to be fucked: I needed his cock. As he slid in he asked if I liked the slam. I was in such a state of ecstasy I could not get the words out. As he began to deliberately and slowly fuck my hungry ass, he told me how great I must be feeling, predicting my first slam would be my best, and that I would never go back to smoking it. He also told me that once a true bottom experienced his first slam, he would also experience the meaning of 'true slut'. He continued by saying slamming and fucking go together, and that he would introduce me to guys who would help satisfy my cravings. He fucked me for several hours and the declared a break, disappearing for a minute only to return with a drink and a blindfold. After consuming the beverage I reached for his cock but he slapped my hand away. I begged him to let me suck it. He responded by putting the blindfold on me and then, straddling my chest, he instructed me on how he liked to have his nipples played with. As I was doing that he pulled some cuffs out and got them on my wrists before I could resist, (although I doubt I would have), attaching the cuffs to a rope and then stood up on the bed to attach the rope to a pulley. He then slid some sort of leather contraption up my legs to just below my knees. Then I heard him adjusting some hardware, whereupon my legs were pulled up and apart into a perfect fucking position. He asked me how I felt, to which I answered "Excited and horny." He asked "Do you trust me" to which I answered "With my life." He explained that he was going to slam me again and the fuck me some more. This was to reinforce that he and tina were my new masters. I can't imagine he would give me as much the second time but the effect was stronger than the first and it scared me. But I didn't die and the euphoria and the bliss that followed ingrained in me that this was my new life. Later that night a third slam and some loads from strangers and I have been a bottom slut ever since. I have always fucked bareback but before that day I had always been selective. Since that day, however, I find myself compelled to take any load. I don't ask because the only thing that matters is that I get warm loads of cum oozing out of my cunt on a regular basis. I will always love him for showing me my true self, even when it became apparent that I was just a new customer to him. If he had merchandice he would call and I would drop everything to go buy it. A few times I declined, telling myself I was going to stop. Each time he invited me to his house for sex, but upon arrival I would find party supplies galore, with the result we would end-up slamming and fucking. I could have resisted tina or sex individually but not together.