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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....

Disclaimers: This is my first story on BZ. This story is based on an actual experience. Feel free to contribute your own ideas to help me flesh out the story - I'm not really a writer, but I felt this had to be told. Enjoy, piggies! ---------------------------------------------- Part 1 The heat of a July afternoon in the Midwest can get really intense. But I barely noticed it as I drove toward the metropolis with an anxiety in my stomach. The car sped along the highway merrily as I grew ever closer to my destination… and my destiny. Five weeks since, I decided to take a bold step. I’ve been a bugchaser for years, but I really didn’t act on those urges and try to get myself infected. They just happened as part of the ho life, and I dealt with them accordingly. I’ve had a few STDs - the usual maladies of chlamydia and gono and the like - but this time, I was chasing down a big one. Sorta. I got in touch with a friend who has been positive for many years, and undetectable. Rick is known for HIV activism in his community, including volunteering for the clinic and AIDS hospice. He ran for a leather title a few years back and his platform that won him the title was about love and acceptance of the afflicted not only in his community but worldwide. So it’s a curious thing that he agreed to do this for me. Because I can’t get bugchasing and converting out of my head, I hatched a hair-brained scheme to find out for myself what the other successful chasers were raving about. I asked Rick to pretend to poz me. “Dude, that is not okay!” was his opening response to my request. “This bug is no picnic to live with. I get it’s not a death sentence like it used to be, but this shit will fuck you up, and your hunger to get charged up will get you in trouble.” I was prepared for this. “Rick, it’s just fantasy,” I answered. “All you have to do is fuck me like the bitch that I am, and work some poz talk into the scene. I’m not asking you to come off your meds so I can live this fantasy. It’s just that. Fantasy.” Rick went silent for a while. I suddenly felt like I crossed a line. When he finally spoke again, he said calmly, “I’m gonna send you some links to websites, some information. You don’t seem to be educated on what this all involves, and if you’re serious about doing it, then you should be informed of the commitment this lifestyle requires. And believe you me, this WILL change your life in ways you can’t imagine, Steve.” “Okay, I’ll take a look at it.” “I’m serious, Steve,” he quickly said insistently. “What you’ve asked me to do is really disrespectful, and I … I really need to think about this. I admit I’m attracted to you, and after seeing your sweet hole that night at the bathhouse, I wanted to pound you into oblivion. But I don’t appreciate you asking me to violate my boundaries like that, even though I’m undetectable, and yes it’s just play, but I’m concerned you’re going to go and seek out the real thing.” True to his word, Rick emailed the information to me. I read it, and only got more turned on. This was something I *needed* to do. Personal fulfilment, Rick’s warnings be damned. Four days after this uncomfortable phone conversation, Rick shot me a text message. “Did you read it? Are you still set on a fake conversion scene?” I hesitated. I didn’t want another lecture. I just wanted to fuck, and convert, and live my new life charging up other guys. “Hi Rick. Yes, I read it,” I texted back. “And yes, I still want to do it.” I didn’t ask him a direct question, and left it for him to fill in the blank. A few minutes passed before he answered. “Okay. I’ll do it. But we are going to have a talk about this in person when you get here. If this is what you want, then I’m going to make sure you never chase again. Understood?” I practically jumped out of my seat when I read this. I didn’t think he’d actually agree to it. I didn’t want to appear over-eager, so I gave a non-committal reply. “Yes, we need to talk about it as much as you think is necessary. When should I come visit?” “Five weeks. How’s the 24th looking for you?” I checked my calendar. I had no commitments that day. “That’s fine.” “Come to the brownstone. 4pm sharp.” Our conversation ended there. As I entered Rick’s neighbourhood, a growing mood of nervousness and anxiety began to manifest itself in my environment. I parked the car a few blocks from the brownstone, and just sat there for a minute. I need to get moving. It’s nearly 4 o’clock, and if I don’t show, I won’t enjoy having to ask him for this again. I looked in the rearview mirror at myself. Something behind my eyes told me Don’t do this. My dick, however, was standing fully erect while my mind raced. Remember, you’re totally safe. He’s undetectable, you’re going to be fine. And his monster dick will make you feel good. That was all the convincing I needed. I exited the car, paid for my spot, and began the trek to the brownstone. Rick was waiting for me outside when I arrived. I could smell his fat cigar well before I actually saw him. He was seated on the patio, scrolling mindlessly through his phone while hauling hard on a cock-sized stogie. He wore a simple t-shirt over his slender, underdeveloped frame, and tight khaki shorts, and had his aviators over his eyes. While not the picture of masculinity, there was a certain sexiness about the whole look. I walked over to his table, and could see a near-empty water bottle. The wind blew gently giving us a short break from the humidity of the afternoon. “I’m here,” I cheerfully announced. Rick looked up from his phone. “Good to see you made it, Steve.” He stubbed out the half-smoked cigar, and rose from his chair. The water bottle rolled off and I bent over to catch it, and missed. I suddenly felt his hand on my ass. “Hey, we’re not doing this out here,” he said. “But thanks for the preview!” “Let’s go inside,” I said, smirking. “I’ve gotta piss so bad I can taste it.” “Dirty boy! But later!” he said with a laugh. We entered the brownstone, and Rick sidestepped so I could rush to the bathroom and relieve myself. I unzipped, and my piss poured forth in a hot, thick stream of golden yellow. I couldn’t believe how much I was holding, but I also had to remember how much water I drank on the way here. The road to the city is a long one, and combined with July heat made for a very thirsty chaser. After washing my hands, I left the bathroom and found Rick on the couch, quite comfortable. He poured a drink for each of us, and patted the seat next to him gently. The conversation was more of what we discussed on the phone, and was frequently a carbon-copy of that conversation. “This really isn’t my thing,” Rick admitted. “When I was first diagnosed, I had to think of all the guys I played with around that time. And because I didn’t know I was positive, I infected someone I really liked.” He seemed to be remembering it as if it were yesterday. “When he got sick, I felt so guilty. I locked myself in my room for days, and just couldn’t stop crying. Not for me, but for this guy. And I had the unhappy duty of telling him in person that I was the one who pozzed him. He socked me right in the nose for that, and I never saw him again. Too bad. Dave was a sweet guy.” “You don’t know what happened to him?” I asked. “Nope. He blocked me on social media, and although I looked for him at the clubs a couple times, he was just gone. It broke my heart. So I want you to know that your actions today will have consequences that will hurt others if you’re not careful.” “I am quite prepared,” I said. “You did a good job educating me on the subject, and I am making the choice that is right for me.” I wasn’t about to let him change my mind because then we might not fuck. Rick then took one of my hands, and squeezing it, he said, “Are you ready?” His tone was all seriousness, and he was letting me know that I was in control of what happened next. Doubt crossed my mind for a second. I think it was at this point when I began to feel the most nervous about it. “Yes,” I answered as fearlessly as I could. He released my hand, and exhaled loudly through his nose. Rick then looked away, giving one of his thousand-yard stares that he was known for when something that questioned his morals crossed his path. “Okay,” he said with resignation. “If this is REALLY what you want, okay. I’ll help you. But remember - you asked for it, and if you can’t handle the fantasy, you have the power to stop it.” Something about the way he said that made me wonder what kind of script he was going to follow. And my hard dick made itself known again. Rick saw the rise in my shorts. “I think I already know the answer,” he said with a smile, grabbing my growing cock. He stood up while holding on to my swelling member, and said, “Come on. Let’s do this.” I obediently followed Rick to his playroom, guided all the way by his pulling of my dick.

First cock I sucked was a little bigger than average. I was so glad to be swallowing dick, I wouldn't have cared if it was 2 inches or 12 inches! First guy that fucked me, definitely bigger than average, maybe 8 in.

Prep is not as expensive as HAART treatment that suppresses an active infection. It's some of the same drugs, but not all of them. Prep is NOT free. It may be provided to people in the US free of charge to the end-user, but it certainly costs a substantial amount of money, and that money comes from somewhere. In the US, that's mostly health care premiums.

Uh-huh. But what happened in the barn?

You know what "they" say: "Big hands and feet - large gloves, socks and shoe sizes!" 😁😆😂🤣

I usually suck dick about 4 or 5 days a week. depending on guy. My boss, I suck him alot, usually on the weekends. Cops I suck usually during the week.

Went out of town for a weekend trip to Laughlin. Hooking up there is hit or miss, with mostly misses and very few hits. Saw this older Mexican man probably late 50's early 60's sitting at the bar in the casino playing video poker and I noticed he seemed to be staring down every man and woman passing by and was giving off vibes that he was looking for something, just wasn't sure what. Passed him a couple more times over the next hour or two and then finally decided to take a chance. I went over to the bar and sat next to him, ordered a drink and played some video poker. Eventually we started talking, first some small talk then slowly more revealing stuff. Found out he was divorced, and I used this as my in, asking if his divorce was due to her being a bad fuck and he responded that and a host of other problems, which took us to a conversation about how he hadn't had sex in months and that he'd be happy if he could at least get his dick sucked. I told him I'd be glad to help him out and he asked me if I had a room in the casino and I said yes. No sooner than I said yes he said "let's go", cashed out, paid the bartender, grabbed his beer and we went up to my room. He dropped his pants and sat in the chair not saying a word and I went to work. It took a while to get him off since he had been drinking quite a bit but he finally shot. Huge load from a thick 7"uc dick with about 2" of foreskin hanging from it. After he got off, he stood up, pulled his pants back on said thanks and left. I was thinking he was a 10 beer queer and left it at that. Went about my day the next day and got back to my room in the evening and found a note slipped in the keycard slot. All it had was a name and a number. I texted the number and it was him. I texted him and he called me right back. He told me he had come looking for me again the next day didn't see me around the casino and knocked on the door but I wasn't there. Told me he was nervous wasn't thinking and left too quick but wanted to get together again. By now it was late and he's 30 miles away from Laughlin so we agreed to meet on my next trip out, or he said he'd be willing to make a trip to Vegas now and then to meet up as well.

Looking at this through the lens of canon law, I would suggest this is the gist of what the Pope is saying: 1. You can't "bless" a gay union in the context of a pseudo-marriage, and the Church must avoid the appearance of endorsing these non-marriage "marriages". If I had to interpret that, I'd say what he means is, a priest can't attend a same-sex wedding ceremony (or anything that, to an outside observer, would look like a wedding) and bless the union. He doesn't seem to want any possibility that someone would interpret the priest's actions as endorsing what the church considers a fake marriage. 2. You CAN bless a particular union, in the sense of recognizing their request of God to help them live better lives. Presumably, since this is supposed to be about two people seeking guidance and not celebrating the union, the lower-key this sort of request, the better. 3. Section (g) basically says (as I read it) says basically not to have blanket policies about such blessings at the diocesan (or other church structural) level, because decisions to bless should be circumstance-specific. So, speaking purely hypothetically, a bishop might endorse blessing of a couple who seek support in one caring for the other through a serious illness, but not the blessing of a couple who simply want to hold themselves out as a couple socially within the Church. Of course, I could be misunderstanding this (though I don't think I am). It's in keeping with what I understand to be the current Pope's views.

In fact, as I recall, John Adams, who served as Vice-President, aligned with the Federalists for his own presidential run while Washington was still in office, while Thomas Jefferson, who was then Secretary of State, aligned with the Democratic Republicans in opposing Adams. So while parties may not have been in place during the two presidential elections won by Washington, they were solidly in place before he left office. And again, while Washington was a non-party man, virtually all of Congress during his term was aligned with one party or the other, certainly so by the end of his second term. The idea that parties weren't part of American politics from the earliest days of the United States as we know it now (that is, under the Constitution, contrasted with under the Articles of Confederation or even the loose alliances of the Revolution) is just silly.

And I forgot to add: there aren’t any better cheaters than HONEST happy cheaters! 🐷 😈 😃

Just had one of my roughest gangfuck overt the weekend. The setting was a top who use me often organised watch along for the rugby worldcup for some of his Africans guys. The game is actually early morning on Sunday but they wanted a few hole to use all night and after the games. Unfortunately the other two bottom was a no show and I was the only one shows up, and there were about 12 guys. I came around to my friends place around 8pm, and immediately my friend use my hole and fuck me good and gave me the first of his many loads:). After that he prepared me on the fuck table, basically I lay Down on my back, blindfolded me, tied my leg to my thighs, like a chicken ready to be roasted, then tied my hand to my ankles. He then secure my next by tied a round of rope around my neck to the table so I can’t lift my head at all. I was given a dildo gagged for my mouth. I stayed basically in this position until they finish the next morning. Before any of the guys arrive, my friend basically wank me up multiple time, making sure my balls are empty and he would wipe my cums around my holes as added lube. Can’t tell how long I was waiting until the other guys arrive, but felt a long time and very uncomfortable already. My legs was starting to hurt from the ropes. when the guys finally arrive they just went to fuck hard and fast! But no one came or breed me, they would stop and let other guys take over. It went like that for hours,! All I know , it seems they were all reasonably size cock, no smaller one and I felt a little relieved when a few start cumming deep inside, giving me a bit of lube. My hole felt it was on fire! Each stroke was painful, but I was gagged so I can’t ask them to stop. Had a really long break when the game started, I needed to piss, but was unable to move , so I pissed on the table. Felt like there were both cums and blood leaking from my hole, which was confirm later. I felt a sleep or fainted , not sure. the game ended , South Africa won the rugby World Cup and some of them celebrated by fucking me again. I was woken up by a hard cock starting to fuck me hard again. It went for a while let go around 11am, I can’t really stand. My friend drove me home. My hole still in pain today but I’m horny again thinking about it!

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

Confirmed 270 and rising.

I'm looking for tops with fisting experience. I'm a total bottom, love getting my cunt stretched.

I think you are right on, @hntnhole. There is also another aspect I've seen from many of the posts from chasers on this forum. They are looking for a "brotherhood". I get it. Men can get lonely and want the other company of men for sex and/or camaraderie. With some men, you can have both. With others you have one or the other. All is great. But having HIV is NOT a brotherhood! If you want a brotherhood, join a club. I joined a gay fraternal club and I found all that without having an agenda of sharing a vicious virus. And those needs mentioned as a gay man are met.

I agree with that. I started at 10.

I got a huge load of morning piss a couple weeks ago. Unfortunately he didn't take any photos while pissing into my mouth this time, but he did take a photo of the parting gift he left on my face to wear home. Once I got outside, I took a couple more selfies and started driving home leaving his cum right where it belonged.

Since I started bonking at 12, there wasn't any issue with fucking and getting fucked, I would have told myself to trust my instincts more. The things I told myself, they were spot on. Also, despite the numerous erotic writings here, actual incest being problematic, I wish I had taken my Dad up on the offer of taking a bath with him, which I suspect was an offer for sex. But, maybe I was right on refusing, not once but two times more,... I was 18, and still didn't have a whole lot of savvy when it came to being worldwise, and generally confused about my role in the world. I also turned Dad down because it would have fucked up my relationship with my Mum, and I detested the fact that he hid this side of him from his family, playing homophobic macho man to the applause of his ever adoring friends and relatives.

This is a continuation of the junkie hooker stories and the Mall Book Store stories that can be found here: So here it goes: The pastors daughter I was walking down the street, feeling like crap after leaving the doctor's office. It was cold and raining, and I was already regretting not bringing a jacket. I could hear someone calling out in the distance, and as I got closer, I realized it was a young woman handing out flyers and bibles. I recognised her. She was the daughter of the pastor of the church my Ex-Wife went to. She was a little chubby, with thick legs, brown hair, bushy eyebrows, and freckles. Her face lit up as she saw me approaching, and I could tell she recognized me. "You're from the church, right?" she asked, and I nodded. "Cornelia's husband?" she continued. "Ex-husband," I corrected her, feeling a twinge of pain in my chest. "Oh, I'm so sorry," she said, looking embarrassed. "I didn't mean to bring up bad memories." "It's okay," I said, trying to sound casual. "It's been a while." We stood there in silence for a moment, the rain pouring down around us. I could feel her eyes on me, studying me, and I suddenly felt self-conscious. "Are you okay?" she asked, breaking the silence. "I'm just a little under the weather," I admitted. "I was actually on my way home to rest." "Rest?" she echoed, and I could tell she was trying to think of a way to help. "Hey, my mother makes the best chicken soup. It always helps me when I'm sick. Maybe I could bring some over once I'm finished here. It's not much, but it's hot, and it might make you feel better." I hesitated for a moment, unsure if I wanted to accept the offer. But as she stood there, looking at me with those innocent brown eyes, I found myself nodding. "Sure, that sounds great," I said, trying to keep my voice steady. "Okay, it might take me a little while, but I promise I'll be back as soon as I can," she said, handing me a flyer before hurrying off into the rain. I watched her go, feeling a strange mixture of gratitude and confusion. What was it about her that made me feel so... off-kilter? Maybe it was the way she seemed genuinely interested in my well-being, or maybe it was just the fact that she was so damn innocent. Whatever it was, I found myself looking forward to her return, wondering what else she might have to offer. I stumbled back to my apartment after leaving the doctor's office, feeling like death warmed over. I knew I had a visitor coming over later, but my foggy brain couldn't quite remember who or when. As soon as I walked through the door, I stripped off my wet clothes and collapsed onto the bed, hoping to sleep off whatever was plaguing me. But before I could even close my eyes, I was startled awake by a loud knock at the door. I groaned and stumbled to my feet, barely registering that I was completely naked. Who could possibly be coming over now? I flung open the door, squinting against the harsh light of the hallway, and came face to face with Maria. "Oh, hi," I said, my voice hoarse and scratchy. "I didn't realize you were coming over." "I hope I'm not interrupting anything," she said, her eyes flicking down to my bare chest, and then a little deeper, and deeper, and then quickly away again. I suddenly became acutely aware of my nudity and scrambled to find something to cover myself with. "Sorry, sorry," I muttered, grabbing a nearby towel and wrapping it around my waist. "I wasn't expecting anyone. I forgot you wanted to come." Maria bit her lip, trying to stifle a giggle. "I can see that," she said, and I felt my cheeks flush with embarrassment. "I'm sorry," I repeated, feeling like a fool. "I'm not really myself today." "It's okay," she said, her smile turning sympathetic. "I brought you some soup, like I promised." I looked down at the container in her hands, feeling a sudden surge of gratitude. "Thank you," I said, taking the soup from her. "You didn't have to do that." "It's no problem," she said, her eyes shining. "I'm just happy to help." I suddenly realized that I was still half-naked in front of this sweet, innocent girl, and I couldn't help but wonder what she thought of me. As if reading my mind, she glanced down at my towel-wrapped waist and then quickly back up again, her cheeks turning pink. "Sorry again," I said, feeling like a total idiot. "It's fine," she said, still blushing. "I should go. I hope you feel better soon." But then she hesitated. "Do you have anyone taking care of you?" she asked, looking concerned. I shook my head. "No," I said, my Girlfriend was out of town this week again, but I didn't mention her to Maria. "In that case, I'll stay and make sure you're okay," she said firmly, pushing past me into the apartment. I blinked in surprise, not sure what to make of her sudden determination to take care of me. "But what about your plans?" I asked, trying to dissuade her. "They can wait," she said firmly, already setting about making the soup. I watched her move around my kitchen, her dark hair falling in messy waves around her face, and I couldn't help but feel grateful for her kindness. Maybe it was the fever talking, but I suddenly found myself wanting to get to know this girl better. I retreated into my room to put some clothes on, I couldn't help but chuckle at the absurdity of the situation. Here I was, sick, half-naked, and being taken care of by a woman I barely knew. When I emerged from my room, Maria had set the table and was pouring soup into a bowl. "Looks delicious," I said, sitting down across from her. "It's my mom's recipe," she said, smiling. "I added a few spices, but otherwise, it's all her." I took a bite and was surprised at how good it was. "Wow, this is amazing," I said, feeling a warmth spread through me. "I'm glad you like it," she said, looking pleased. We ate in silence for a few minutes, savouring the soup and enjoying each other's company. "Feeling better?" she asked, a smile on her lips. "Yeah, I think so," I said, trying to keep my voice steady. "Thanks to you." Maria's smile widened, and I felt a sudden urge to lean in and kiss her. But before I could act on the impulse, she spoke again. "So, tell me about yourself," she said. I hesitated for a moment, unsure of how much to reveal to this almost stranger. But as she sat there, her eyes sparkling with genuine interest, I found myself opening up to her in a way I hadn't done with anyone else in a long time. I told her about my failed marriage, my struggles with depression, and my job as a corporate crook who legally swindles people out of her money. I told her about the junkie hookers, the mall book store hookups, the boys my girlfriend, and I were seducing. It just poured all out of me. I expected her to be uncomfortable or running away screaming. I mean, she is the innocent 19 year old daughter of a pastor, and I'm a 42 year old sex craved pervert, but instead, she listened with rapt attention, nodding and asking questions. As I talked, I couldn't help but feel a growing attraction to her. Her kindness and innocence were just a small part of what drew me to her; it was also the way she seemed to understand me on a level that no one else ever had. She didn't judge me. She didn't flinch .... it was not what I was expecting from a good Christian girl. When I finished, she sat back in her chair, a look of deep concern on her face. "I'm sorry," she said, reaching out to touch my hand. "That all sounds really hard." I felt a sudden urge to lean in and kiss her, to feel her soft lips against mine, but I held back. I was afraid the judgment would start then. "Thanks," I said, pulling my hand away gently. "It's been a tough couple of years." "Well, I'm here for you," she said, her eyes searching mine. "Whenever you need me." She leaned in closer. "However you need me." At that moment, I knew I had to kiss her. I leaned in, feeling the warmth of her hand in mine, and pressed my lips to hers. For a moment, she didn't respond. But then she leaned in, deepening the kiss, and I felt a rush of emotion coursing through my body. We broke apart, gasping for air, and I looked into her eyes, seeing the same desire and longing that I felt. "I'm sorry," I said, feeling guilty for kissing her. "It is okay," she said. Then she continued: "I just want to help people," she said simply. "I feel like there's so much pain and suffering in the world, and I want to do my part to make it a little better. And for me, that means sharing the love of God with others. And this is a way of sharing that love. I want to share that love that way. I want to be loved ..." She stood up and started to undress, looking at me with that brown innocent eyes. Like god is telling her to sleep with me? Who am I to say no to that? I already had a hard on and the flu was forgotten. After some seconds she stood naked in front of me. She was unshaved. The Freckles went down her chest with her small perky tits. "I think god send me here for a reason today. It wasn't random Chance we met on the street today. And when you opened the door that way, I knew what God wants of me." I gulped. That was a little crazy, even for me. But I was horny. "What does God want of you?" "To loose my virginity to you, so I can help you find the right path again." Her eyes shone with fire, with conviction. She believed what she said. And I'm always one to respect the beliefs of others. "If you want that, I will do that." She smiled. She took me by the hand, pulled me from the stool, and led me to the bedroom. She lay down and spread her legs. I could see that she was already wet. I undressed and her eyes widened, as she saw my rock hard 8 inch Cock. "Will that hurt?", she asked, a little unsure. "It is your first time. I think it will. You wanna stop?" She shook her head. "I need this", she said. I climbed on top of her. My big hairy belly brushing over her soft skin. As I leaned in to kiss Maria, I could feel the heat radiating off her body. The softness of her lips pressed against mine, and I let out a small sigh of contentment. I wrapped my arm around her waist and pulled her closer to me, feeling her curves against my body. The kiss deepened as our tongues met, and I could taste the sweetness of her breath. Maria's fingers traced along the nape of my neck, sending shivers down my spine. I ran my hand through her hair, feeling its silkiness under my fingertips. The soft moans escaping her lips only made me want her more. I rolled over, bringing her on top of me as we continued to kiss passionately. Our bodies intertwined, and I felt my desire for her intensify with each passing moment. As we pulled away from the kiss, we gazed into each other's eyes, both of us breathless and wanting more. Marias hands began to stroke my body slowly, caressing my haity chest and big stomach. She moved her hands lower, running them down my thighs, before moving further south towards my cock. She grabbed hold of it, stroking it softly while gazing up at me. I could feel her hot breath on my shaft, and I knew that she wanted me inside of her. Slowly she lowered herself onto it, feeling the large head push into her tight pussy. As I entered her, I groaned, and she flinched. "It is big", she said, struggling with the size. I grabbed her soft hips and pushed her down. Her wet pussy slid down my cock. I felt something rip inside her. She screamed and clinched. Tears filled her eyes, but she didn't try to pull out. I started thrusting my hips, penetrating deeper into her. I grunted in pleasure as I fucked her. I could see blood smearing around our hips. She really was a virgin. She struggled to breathe, but she didn't complain. "Fuck me", she said softly. "I need your big dick inside of me." I grabbed her arms and pinned them above her head, driving my cock harder into her. That made her scream more. I could see pleasure and pain mixed in her face. "Yes", I said as I kissed her neck. "You are a sweet innocent girl, aren't you?" I pounded her harder. I could feel the muscles of her inner walls squeezing me, milking me with every thrust. "Please", she begged, tears in her eyes. "Shh", I whispered, "Don't talk." Her screams turned into soft moans as I pumped my cock into her tight pussy. I had never felt anything like it. I just kept fucking her, unable to stop myself. Her screams turned to moans and whimpers. She was still crying, but they were less frantic now. I picked up speed, pounding her faster and harder. I could feel her juices and her blood run down my balls, mixing with my own sweat. I groped her breasts roughly, pinching her nipples between my thumb and forefinger. Her moaning increased, and I felt her pussy get tighter. "Oh god yes", she said, biting her lip, her teary eyes closed. I felt her tense up, and I knew she was going to cum. She panted harder, her eyes wide open. She gasped louder and harder, and I knew she was having an orgasm. I kept pumping her, getting close, too. "I'm cumming", she said, panting heavily. "I'm gonna cum!" I exploded inside of her. I shot rope after rope of cum deep into her womb. "Ahhhhhhhh!", she screamed, arching her back. Then she collapsed on top of me, gasping for air. We lay there, catching our breaths. After a few minutes, she sat up and gave me a sheepish grin. "That was amazing", she said. I laughed. I couldn't help it. "No kidding", I replied. "I have never cum so hard in my life." She giggled, which only made me laugh even harder. Than her eyes opened in shock. "I'm not on birth control". My laughter stopped instantly. "I'm sorry", she said quickly. "I should have told you." I nodded, trying to hide my embarrassment. "Don't worry about it", I said, "I know what to do." I took my phone and took a photo of her naked. Now that I had that, I could maybe share her with other guys, put any pregnancy on them. She looked at me angry. "What are you doing?" "Just making sure that I remember you", I said, "So I don't forget you." She rolled her eyes and started to dress. Slowly, the bliss on her face went away, and she looked worried. "Maybe that was a mistake ... maybe God didn't want me to ..." "Relax," I said, grabbing her hand, "We are both happy, aren't we?" She nodded. "And if you are pregnant, we will take care of it." She looked relieved. I took her in my arms and she relaxed more. "I'm yours know, I feel it", she said. We went back to bed and had some more sex, before she had to go home to her Pastor Daddy. I had to teach her so much. We met in secret every day for the next three weeks. Until she got the flu and had to stay home. That's when I got a call from the doctors office. I had to come in to get some results of a blood test, and they wanted to talk to me about it. So I went in, sitting. "I'm sorry to tell you this," the Doc said, "But you are HIV positive." To be continued (do I have to move to the bug chasing section now?).

I watched far too many wonderful men die a slow and agonizing death from AIDS. There's nothing romantic about it. There's been considerable progress mde re treatment of HIV, but even the best prescriptions have serious consequences. I'm hopeful most of the boasts and bravado on this site are just people talking. For one, I do not want HIV or AIDS.

In my case; I like the thrill of danger and feeling getting used as the ultimate bareback submissive cumdump... I'd rather do it without the Poz consequences. Therefor the path with Prep and without the consequences of becoming Poz and still being able to play hard is of course the logical and safer way to go. I am a bit afraid that with Prep, you're kind of cheating and therefor the thrill of danger is a lot diminished... Regarding the above post from @BootmanLA... I agree with point 2 and 3 [for myself] and agree that the "belonging to the Poz club" - point 1 is a real silly one. But that is my own opinion.

Paul's Continuing Seduction, Brings Home Friends Paul, Matt and Travis aren’t exactly a throuple. There is no romance among them – just friendship and good sex. All three guys like to go out to the city’s few gay bars together. Sometimes they go home together, sometimes the go home separately; but mostly those nights Matt and Travis go home to fuck while Paul seduces a new guy. Over the weeks, Matt is less surprised at Paul’s conquests – jocks, twinks, twunks, daddies, bears, otters, couples, friends, a set of twins and their other brother, etc. Paul gets a lot of ass. In conversation, Paul claims that he gets almost all the guys to give it up bareback. Matt believes him given how easily he spread his ass and took Paul’s bare cock the first time they met. Tonight, Matt and Travis left Paul at the bar with some guys he just met. Travis was rubbing Matt’s hole in the bar and Matt is very horny to get fucked. They are barely inside the door before Travis cock is down Matt’s throat and Matt is giving him a sloppy blowjob while Travis leans against the living room wall. Matt is concentrating on making Travis’ cock wet so it slides in his ass easily. He is sucking hard as it leaves his mouth and pushing a lot of spit back on as he takes it make in his mouth. Matt is just going for it and Travis is moaning. All of a sudden, Travis cums in Matt’s mouth. Matt is surprised because he wanted it in his ass; but Matt swallows most of Travis’ load while some drips from his mouth. Matt comes off Travis’ cock and looks up in surprise. Travis says, “I’m sorry. Your blowjob was so hot that I couldn’t stop.” Matt smiles, cum and saliva still on his mouth and face. Matt says, “I get your second load in my ass.” Travis smiles and says, “Give me a few minutes.” They laugh. Matt gets off his knees, goes to the bedroom to get undressed, leaves his briefs on because they look sexy as fuck on his ass and comes back out. He goes to pour the guys a couple drinks and comes back to the couch. He and Travis sit next to each other – Matt in his briefs and Travis in jeans and his tee. They turn on some music and chat for awhile. “One More Time” by Daft Punk starts and Matt immediately reacts. Matt loves this song. He stands to sway to the beat. Travis smiles at him. Matt gets up and starts dancing while Travis watches. Travis stands up and grabs Matt’s hips. The boys start to dance to the song together. Travis turns Matt around and grinds his crotch into Matt’s ass. Matt reaches back to feel Travis cock getting harder. He unzips the jeans and Travis lets them fall and steps out of them. As he does, Matt drops his briefs. Travis cock is hard now in his boxers. He grinds his hard cock against Matt’s naked ass. Travis says, “You have the hottest ass I’ve ever fucked.” Matt says, “You’re going to fuck my ass again in a few minutes.” Travis says, “Fuck yeah I am. Go get the lube and poppers. I want to watch your ass as you do.” Matt goes to the bedroom, grabs the lube and poppers from the nightstand, leaving the unused condoms there. Travis has fucked Matt bareback ever since Matt spread his legs for him the first night they hooked up. Matt likes it when Travis cums in his ass. Matt smiles as he leaves them in the drawer and closes it. He goes back to Travis, who is sitting on the couch stoking his cock out of his boxer flap. Matt hands Travis the lube and opens the poppers and takes two long hits in each nostril. Travis watches, lubes his cock and says, “Ride me Matty.” Matt straddles Travis’ cock, lines it up with his ass and slides down it. Travis loves how Matt looks when he rides his cock. Matt so clearly loves being fucked. Matt is feeling the poppers as his ass opens to take Travis cock in him. As he slides down to Travis balls, Matt moans a slow, “Ohhhhhhh. Fuuuuuckkkkkk.” Matt begins to ride Travis slowly. He needed this ever since Travis started playing with his hole at the bar. He takes another hit of poppers and with Travis’ hands on his ass cheeks, he begins to bounce of Travis cock. He is moaning. Travis takes the poppers and does a couple hits. Both boys are feeling the popper rush. They hear the door open and Paul laughs and says, “Don’t let us stop you.” Matt looks back and sees Paul at the door with the three guys he was at the bar with. Matt looks back at Travis, Travis holds the poppers up to Matt’s nose and Matt does a couple more hits. He rides Travis cock for a few more minutes. Matt is stroking his cock as he rides Travis. Travis is thrusting into Matt now. Matt says, “I’m gonna cum.” Travis says, “Me too. Tell me you want it.” Matt says, “Cum inside me. Breed me.” Travis grabs Matt’s hips and pulls him down on his cock. Travis cums in Matt’s ass and Matt starts cumming on Travis’s tee shirt. The guys with Paul cheer and laugh. Matt lifts off Travis cock and it slides out of him and some cum slides from Matt’s hole. Everyone can see Matt was riding bareback and got bred. Travis gets up off the couch and says, “I’m gonna shower.” Matt leans back on the couch recovering in a post haze fuck. He is naked, but doesn’t think about it at first since he has been mostly naked in Travis and Paul’s apartment for weeks. Paul takes the guys to the kitchen to put away their liquor and make some drinks. He calls out to Matt, “Want a drink?” Matt gets off the couch and goes into the kitchen and says, “Yeah thanks.” The guys tell Matt how hot that was to watch. They all agree. One of them says, “I wish I was dating someone so I could have unprotected sex.” Matt blushes and says, “Yeah it feels so much better.” Paul says, “Yeah it does Matt, you love getting fucked bareback don’t you?” Matt looks at Paul, wondering if Paul is going to want to fuck him in front of these guys. Matt says, “Yeah I do.” Paul smiles and says, “Travis load still in you?” Matt says yes and leans on the kitchen counter. Paul opens his jeans, puts his cock at Matt’s hole and slides in raw. The other guys watch as Matt takes Pauls’ fuck. Paul says, “Don’t worry guys. I have enough cock to fuck you later.” Matt feels this is going to be a quick fuck. He braces himself against the counter, spreads his legs a bit and lets Paul’s cock sink all the way in his ass. Paul fucks Matt like this for a few minutes and cums deep in Matt’s ass and he groans loudly. Matt and Paul disentangle themselves and go turn back to the boys. One black haired guy is staring at Paul’s cock and the two blondes are staring at Matt’s ass. Travis comes in from the shower and says, “I guess it’s gonna be one of those nights.” Matt looks at Travis to see if that was meant in jest or if he’s hurt. He can’t really tell, but Travis cock is tenting his shorts some. Matt gives Travis his own untouched drink. Paul makes Matt another. The guys start chatting with each other and with Travis. Travis asks Paul what caused this impromptu party and Paul says “There was some drama at the bar so we came back here for a few drinks and maybe some fun.” The black haired boy who had been staring at Paul’s cock after he’d fucked Matt says, “Didn’t realize the fun would start before the drinks.” The boys chuckle nervously. Paul kisses the black haired boy. Matt whispers to Travis, “Paul can sniff out the bottoms easily.” Travis chuckles. Travis says, “Let’s go sit down.” Travis takes the chair, the two blonde twinks take the couch, Paul stands behind the now shirtless black haired boy and is rubbing his sides and back. Matt realizes he is still naked, sees his briefs on the floor, blushes and bends over to pick them up. Travis says, “Don’t bother putting them on Matt. Come sit on my lap.” Matt sits on Travis’ lap and can feel Travis is hard again. The blonde twinks are watching Matt’s lithe runners’ body and are clearly hard in their shorts. One of the blonde twinks asks Matt how it feels to have cum inside him. Matt says, “Sometimes it makes me feel full, sometimes it makes my ass feel slick/wet like lube, and sometimes it doesn’t feel like anything. Right now I feel wet though.” Travis feels Matt’s hole and says, “Very wet.” The boys can hear Paul softly ask the black haired boy, “Do you want to feel wet inside?” The black haired boy looks into Paul’s face and says, “Yes.” Paul’s hands come around, undo the black haired boys shorts and slides the shorts and underwear to the floor. Paul says, “Spread your legs. I’m going to eat your ass.” The boy steps out of his shorts, spreads his legs and Paul drops to his knees and starts eating the guy’s ass. Matt gets hard watching the other bottom get his ass eaten. The blonde twinks are watching their friend get rimmed in front of them. They both look at each other and whip out their dicks to stroke them. Matt is watching the scene in Travis lap and feeling Travis’ cock get hard on his ass. Matt rubs his ass crack on Travis’ cock and Travis sighs appreciatively. One of the blonde twinks looks at Matt watching his cock and says, “Wanna suck it?” Matt looks at Travis, gets off his lap, bends over so his ass is facing Travis and licks the blonde’s cock. Matt says, “Tastes good.” Matt takes the cock in his mouth and the blonde twink moans. Matt reaches over to stroke the other blonde’s cock as he sucks his friend. Matt looks up at the twinks and says, “Sit closer together. I’ll suck you both.” The blondes drop their shorts and sit next to each other, hips touching, so Matt can alternate sucking their cocks. The blondes and Travis are watching naked Matt suck cock when they hear a grunt. Everyone looks over to see Paul is sliding his cock into the black haired guy, who is struggling to take it. Matt says, “Hot!” and turns around to keep sucking cock. Travis stands up, drops his shorts and slides his bare cock into Matt’s hole. Matt groans around the cock he’s sucking. Travis says, “Matt sucks dick like he’s starving, but his ass the best.” Paul is fucking the black haired guy against the wall now. Matt is sucking the blonde twinks’ cocks and getting fucked by Travis. This goes on for a few minutes. Paul says, “Wanna swap bottoms Trav?” The black haired boy looks a bit confused, but as Travis’ bare cock slides out of Matt’s ass, he stares at it and licks his lips. Paul’s bare cock slides out of his ass and the black haired guy says, “Fuck me. My ass feels empty.” Travis slides his bare cock into the black haired boy and Paul slides his cock into Matt. Matt adjusts to Paul’s cock easily. Paul is fucking Matt harder than Travis. It’s hard for Matt to suck the blonde twinks dicks now. Paul says, “Matt your ass is so great. Remember when I fucked you for the first time on this couch? How you guided my raw cock into your ass while Travis was getting us a condom, how you wanted it bare even when Travis gave us the condom, and begged for my load that night in front of Travis?” Matt says, “Yeah, it was so hot.” Paul says, “Does Travis have condoms in his room Matt?” Matt says yes. “But you aren’t using them are you? You like bare cocks in you don’t you? Matt says yes. “And if these guys want to fuck you tonight, will you make them use condoms?” Matt looks at the blonde twinks he just met tonight, feels a bit embarrassed, but remembers they already saw Paul and Travis breed his ass tonight and says, “No.” Paul says, “I’m close Matt. Want me to pull out? Matt looks at the twinks again, slightly hesitates but says, “Please cum in my ass. I want your load.” Paul grabs Matts hips, jams his cock inside him, cums in Matt’s ass, and roars a loud groan as he does. Travis turned on by the scene cums in the black haired boys ass. The black haired boy realizes he’s just been bred and says, “Oh shit, did you cum in me?” Travis says, “Yeah.” The black haired boy looks worried. He begins to feel his freshly bred ass. Paul pulls out of Matt’s ass and stands up. Matt slides his ass to the floor, turns around, leans back on the couch. Matt feels well fucked. Travis sits down and drinks his drink. Everyone is naked now. Paul goes over to the black haired boy and Paul’s hand is feeling his hole and ass saying how hot it feels. Matt is watching. He hasn’t cum since he was riding Travis earlier and he’s hard. When one of the blonde twinks leans over to kiss Matt, Matt kisses him back. The guy slides to the floor and keeps making out with Matt. Matt feels his back lowering to the floor as they make out. Matt pulls the twink on top of him, bends his legs so his feet are on the floor and his legs are on either side of the twink. The blonde’s cock is rock hard. It’s rubbing against Matt’s cock as they make out. Matt moves the blonde twink’s cock to his hole and says, “Do you want to fuck me?” The blonde doesn’t answer, but just pushes into Matt’s cum filled ass. The blonde twink looks like he’s in heaven as his cock slides all the way inside Matt. “First time fucking bareback?,” asks Paul. The blonde twink can’t answer because as he is pulling back to start fucking Matt, he starts to cum inside Matt. Matt holds the blonde twink on top of him who is clearly in ecstasy and strokes his back. The guy inside Matt says, “Oh my God! It’s still shooting. I think I’ve shot in you 7 or 8 times.” The blonde twink sighs and rests his head on Matt’s chest. Clearly in a post fuck haze. Travis looks at the other blonde stroking his hard dick and says, “You haven’t cum. You want to fuck or get fucked? I think Paul is up for some more ass.” The second blonde twink says, “I want to top.” Paul asks, “Want to fuck Matt or your friend over here?” The black haired boy looks concerned as his ass has just been offered to another guy and this time it’s his friend. The second blonde twink says, “I want Matt’s ass.” The first blonde pulls out of Matt slowly and struggles to stand up. Travis chuckles and helps him up and gives him his drink. The second blonde twink excitedly slides off the couch, positions his bare cock at Matt’s hole and slides inside him. He is balls deep quickly and fucking Matt decisively. In this position the top is rubbing Matt’s prostate directly as they fuck. Matt is moaning and leaking pre-cum as he gets fucked. He and the second blonde get a rhythm to their fuck. Matt is stroking his cock. He says, “I’m going to cum soon.” The blonde twink inside him says, “Me too.” Matt says, “Cum inside me.” The twink shudders and cries out as he cums inside Matt. Matt feels the cum on the inside walls of his ass. That feeling makes Matt shoot his load all over his abs and chest. Matt and the fourth guy to breed him tonight disentangle themselves. Matt leans on the couch for a minute while seated on the floor. Paul takes the black haired twink by his hand to the bedroom. The blonde twinks talk with Travis and Matt for a few minutes before they decide to head out. After they leave, Travis sends Matt to the bathroom to clean up. Travis goes to bed. About 15 minutes later, Matt is out of the shower and can hear the black haired guy begging Paul for his load. Matt chuckles and thinks “Once you go bare, you never go back.” He smiles and walks to Travis room and gets in bed.

Chapter 73: The Circle is Complete What an incredible time this had been for me! My year started off with my friend and I exploring our sexuality without actual sex. Simple jacking, fondling and deciding if it was gay or not. My step dad watching us fool around at the pool, knowing that he wanted to help me decide if I was indeed gay or not. Waiting until I was of legal age, to help me decide if I was indeed gay, by teaching me about M2M sex. Not just teaching me the basics, but putting his cock up my ass, taking my virginity, but heping me to determine the difference between love and pure primal gay sex. Introducing me to the pros and cons of becoming poz. Letting me decide if I wanted to become poz or not by showing me videos of poz sex, including with his dad, and taking me on our first bonding camp trip. Giving me the opportunity to have not only my first group sex, but a poz roleplay session to help me figure that piece of the puzzle out, without pressuring me to become poz. Then although by chance, meeting another poz father son couple that was at the campground for a pozzing party the same weekend we were there for a pozzing roleplay party. That weekend led me to become best friends with the boy that was getting pozzed that weekend, and helped me in my ultimate decision on becoming poz or not. By introducing me to my real dad who had desired to have M2M sex with me first, but never had the opportunity, yet was still cool with it even after my step dad pozzed me. Although not a happy thing, my step dad and mom had opened up their relationship, just as he and I had done. I had issues with my step dad pozzing my mom, and bringing a poz baby into this world. It all ended up good though, with my step dad impegnating my mom, but not pozzing her or my bouncing baby little step brother! Perhaps following in my footsteps. To my step dad for encouraging me to infect infect others before going on meds. My desire to poz my friend that opened my eyes to gay sex, even if it was just experimental. The excitenent and yet fear not knowing if my friend would want to be gifted. Most of all is that I realized I had two dads that truly loved me, and made me a secret part of their complicated lives. Willing to simply fuck me, share me or simply make love to me! I guess some stories do have fairy tale endings afterall!

I awoke to a wet feeling on my ass. When i looked over is was Brain eating my sore hole out. "Hmmmmm", yeah baby eat me", i moaned. "Glad your up", he said He then pulled my legs on his shoulders in in one motion fucked me hard. "Ahhhhh", yelling in pain. While I had just been fucked good by him, he was still thick and ramming me still hurts. He went at it fucking me hard, really hard. There was no intimacy, no kissing or passion, it was pure primal animal fucking. He fucked me liked that for a good 20 minutes. My ass was burning. All i could do was to hold on to him and let him take me. Then he turned me over on my stomach and then rammed his cock in me again deep in my gut twisting and smashing my raw pussy. "Yeah bitch, I am gonna fuck you good. You need another load", he groaned "Yes Daddy fuck me", i cried out. Trying to get him to get off. I tried to get on my knees and be on all fours but he pushed me down and literally sat on my ass and fuck the shit out of me. "Here it comes bitch", he moaned I felt his cock swell and spurt in my cunt. I moaned and glad was over. He slowed down and grinded in me for 5 more minutes and then rolled off of me. I waited for a few moments and then turned over to him. My groin and sheets wet as i realized i came. He leaned over and licked me clean then kissed my softly and deeply. He pulled back and lay back down on his side looking at me and stroking my body. "So why did you finally give in", he asked "You mean to barebacking and taking your load?", i asked "Yeah". Brian said "Cause you are hot and have a huge cock", i laughed. Continuing i said, "It's primal. The first time we met i got all flustered and wet which never happened to me before. Your look and your scent took me over and i felt this primal urge to mate with you. I didn't know what that meant at that time but mating with you is something i needed to do." "Is that the only reason", he asked while still stroking my body playing my nipples and thigh. I was hard again and not sure if it was the talk or the touch or both. "The other reason is i wanted to give myself to you. What i used to like about being fisted is it was the ultimate in giving yourself to your partner or man you having sex with. It's so intimate to let him own and control you with his fist and arm in you. But Ihave come to realize there is something much intimate than fisting and that is letting a man fuck you bare and cum in you and mark you with his dna. Let him make you pregnant, mark your body with his DNA and poz you. i want to give myself to you Brian. I want to give you my body to own and control me, make me with your seed. Poz me." i said staring at him. By now i was rock hard. We kissed deeply than i pushed him on his back and climbed his hard cock. I slid down quickly and it hurt but i didn't care. I rode his like a bitch in heat. "Yeah you need Daddy's don't you", he said while holding my hips "Yes Daddy I need your cock, i need your cum, i need you to poz me please. Own me please, i give myself to you", i said in heat widly riding his mammoth meat. After a while of riding him, he pushed my back and fucked me hard and came in me. "Good boy. Now we begin your training", he said.

He pulled down my pants easily as they are elastic grey nylon athletic pants. He pulled down my briefs and and started to finger my hole, "Oh what a nice tight pussy...hmmmm.", he said. I let out a low groan as he started to finger me, i unconsciously pushed my ass back and up. He kept fingering me, and found my gspot and i let out a panting moan, "Hmmmmwhat a slut.", he said. He then leaned in and started to eat my pussy. "OHHHHH Fuck.....ughhhhhhhh", i panted like a bitch in heat. I then felt his cock at my hole entering. "Noooo please not bare", i called out. Once he he heard that he rammed hard into me. "Ouuuuwww.....ugghhh", i grunted. It hurt as there was not lube only my spit. He started stroking me hard. I tried to pull away but his boy pushed me back on his cock. Oh damn he was pounding me hard and it hurt but he was also hitting me in my prostate and i let out a moan, arched my back and started to pant. "Ohhhh someone likes it now huh", he said. He kept hitting that spot in me that made me moan like a little bitch in heat especially as his boy had his cock back in my mouth and he was playing with my sensitive nipples. "I am going to charge you bitch.", he said. "What's....ughh guhh, charge?" i moaned. "I am going to poz your pussy with my charged seed.", he grunted back. "No please i don't want to you to cum in me...please", i managed to blurt out in between panting moans. "Fine bitch", he said. He pulled out and pushed me away. I looked back in shock and sadness. "What, you said you didn't want me to cum in you so i stopped. I don't give cum to bitches who don't want or appreciate them." he said staring at me. "Can you fuck me more but not cum in me", i asked shyly. "No i am not going to waste my time with you.", he said. He looked at his boy and waved him over. The younger guy came over dropped to his knees and sucked him clean. The Daddy pulled up his shorts and they both left the bathroom, grabbed their drinks and left. I laid there mesmerized by what just happened and still horny. I got up, wiped my ass and went back outside. As I started to clean up and close the shop a guy walked in, and asked if we were still open. I apologized and said sorry we are closed and I forgot to the lock the door. He was a stark handsome looking man. He was about late 40's, 6'1, medium build, tatts on his arms and neck. He also had an large loop earring on each each and a nose ring. There was something animalistic about him. "No problem. My name is Mitch and i am a new massage therapist in this area and wanted to know if i can put my flyers on your business board. I said sure. "What kind of massage do you do?" , i asked him. After he posted his flyer, "It depends on the customer. I tailor it to their needs. I like to find that spot and relieve their stress, especially in the lower back regions. We keep a lot of stress their that needs relieving and stretching.", he said in a very calm yet seductive tone. "Do you need a massage?", he asked. "Yes who couldn't, and its been a long day.", i said. "Great why don't you come over to my place at 8p. I would love to work on you and help you relax.", he said. "Uhhh i have to run some errands and stuff, maybe another time." i said nervously and reluctantly. "You sure, i can really make you feel good and stretch your limits." , he said as he leaned in towards me over the counter. Our faces were about a foot a part. His eyes were so seductive and his manly body odor scent was overpowering me. "Ok that sounds really nice.", i said. "Great, see you at 8p. I cannot wait to get my hands on you.", he said walking out. I closed up the store and ran my errands. I got home around 7p and my mom asked if I was going to join them for dinner. I told them now i was going out to meet some friends. I quickly took a shower, cleaned my hole and was getting dressed. I picked out some jocks i had, loose shorts and a shirt. I left and arrived at his place right at 8pm. He lived in 3 story walk up apartment off the main road that was surrounded by small businesses. I called him to ask what apartment number and he said to come around the corner to his studio. I walked around and found his studio. It was the only one in the area that had lights on and i walked in. It was a nice studio with a massage table in the middle, a couch, tv and bathroom with a shower. He grabbed my hand and welcomed me with a soft hug. It felt so good i hugged him back and we just held there for what seemed like a while but was only probably 10 seconds. I am much short so i only came to his shoulders and i was intoxicated with his manly body odor no deodorant scent. It was so animalistic. We parted and he said, "why don't we sit on the couch and talk for a bit before we start.". We sat down next to each other our bodies slightly touching. I could feel his sexual energy that was oozing from his body. He put his hand on my knee and said, "So what would you like to get out of your session?". "You know just a relaxing massage", i said nervously "is that all? Are you sure?", he said smiling I saw the TV on on the side and never noticed until now but there was gay porn playing on it. And it caught my eye. His hand ran up my leg and massaged my thigh and i turned back to him. "You sure that's all your want from your session?", he asked. He kept rubbing my thigh and I was having a difficult time concentrating. "I would like a full body massage that releases all my stress", i said while touching his leg as well. He grabbed my hand and placed it on his cock. I traced the outline and it was huge and thick. "I want you to feel comfortable to explore and enjoy male touch, okay?", he said while smiling at me. "Okay", i said relaxing. He stood up, grabbed my hands and pulled me up. We stood against each other. "Here let's get you out of these clothes.", he said pulling my shirt over my head. I slowly pulled down my my pants. He then grabbed my jocks and pulled them down, my hard cock popping out dripping with precum. He then took off his shirt. He was gorgeous. He had tattoos all over his body. He then pulled down his short and out popped this huge 8"+ thick cock covered in tattoos. I couldn't help myself and tried to reach out and touch it. He let me just hold it and caress it. He pulled me closer and just held me while fondled his huge meat. Then he pulled us a part and told me to get on the table. As i turned i looked at the TV playing gay porn and i couldn't figure out what was going on. The bottom was in a sling and there was the top in between his legs but he wasn't fucking him. He was moving his arm back and forth slowly and twisting his wrist. The bottom was in total pleasure. I turned to Mitch and asked, what is this, i am confused. He chuckled, "It's fisting". "What", i said. "He has his fist in the guys ass. It is called fisting.", he said. "OMG, you mean he has his hand in the guys ass? That must hurt like hell", i said. "Actually it doesn't. Does that guy look in pain?", he asked as his hand rubbed my butt. I was mesmerized. I couldn't stop watching. I didn't realize that his chest was on my back and his hands were starting to run slowly and sensually over my body. He was hugging me from behind while his large hands roamed my body. "That looks incredible as i watched the TV", i gasped softly leaning back into his embrace. His hands were slowly teasing my nipples and lightly brushing my hard cock. "Let's get on the table", he said softly in my ear. I got on the table face down and he slowly worked my shoulders, back and legs. I was jello and horny at the same time. He then slowly ran his hand up my inner thigh and i let out a low moan. He focused on that area and my cock was rock hard and leaking all over. I felt him climb up on the table and start to massage my buttock and then started to rub my hole then he leaned over and started to eat me out. I raised up my hips to meet his mouth and tongue and started to moan loudly. He ate me and fingered me slowly. First one then two then three fingers. "Ughhhhhhh", i moaned like a total slut. He continued to work on my hole opening it up. It felt so good. He was working it, stretching it open. Then he got four fingers in. My eyes nearly popped out of my head. He has really large hands and it was having both pain and immense pleasure. He then started to kiss up my back then the back of my neck my ears. I lifted my head to meet his lips and our tongues were intertwined. "You like the taste of your pussy", he asked. I leaned in to kiss him and cleaned his mouth and tongue of all my pussy juice in his mouth. Now his cock was sliding between my ass cheeks. "Do you have a condom", i asked. "No sorry i don't fuck with condoms", he said. And i don't fuck in my sessions. I want it to be exploring and sharing of our bodies beyond sex. "We will get there", he whispered. I turned over on my back and we embraced kissing and his hand went back to my hole playing with it, teasing it, probing it. I opened up my legs and lifted my knee to give him more access. We made out like that all the while slowly sinking more fingers in me driving me crazy. He tried to stick his thumb but it wouldn't go in so he kept swirling his fingers in me a stroking my prostate when suddenly i started to shoot all over. "UGhhhhhhhhhhh", i moaned. Spurt after spurt erupted all over us. His hands worked faster fingering my pussy. Our lips locked. Slowly i came down but his fingers were still in me and our lips doing slow intimate kisses. "That was incredible", i said. "It's only the beginning", he said and kissed me. (I appreciate your patience. We will get there soon.)

I got a royal fucking at a bath house in LA in 2019 can’t wait to go back, Larry an I went out parting an wound up at a bath house got separated an shoved into a dark room full of Mexican men , me only white man in the room, got to suck an had my ass stretched, when it was over you could slip a fist up my ass, I was so sore it took me a week an a bunch of Kotex’s. Never will I go there with out a bunch of friends!

I started to leave, and a hot guy walked in, he was older, that is usually not my type. He was salt and pepper, 6’4 big muscle guy. He was dressed up. Nice shirt, pants and shoes. He looked me up and down as I came out of booth seven and he went into the last booth and closed the door as he looked right at me. I made my way into the middle booth and closed the door. I put my money in, he was already watching a video and he dropped his pants, all I could see was his thick legs and big hairy ass. He turned to me and slid his huge cock through with a PA. I have never seen one in real life. I jacked it, and eventually licked the head and the PA and then took the head in my mouth. He moaned, I sucked his big cock and jacked it. Occasionally, his PA would hit my teeth or the back of my throat and send a shot through me. He seemed to really like it calling me a little slut and a cock whore. He lasted ten minutes and shot his load in my mouth. I cleaned his cock and his PA clean. He left his cock in the hole, I sucked him until he went soft, and he pulled out. He slid a card through, text me. Put his card in my pocket, and quickly rushed out and down the street to the guy's house. When I arrive, he opened the door, good boy! I though you changed your mind and did not want my big cock. He invited me in and picked me up like in the booth. He placed me on a coffee table as he kissed me. He was a great kisser; he was kissing me hard while he undressed me. I soon was standing there naked with a rock-hard dick. He again kissed me all over, he worked his way down to my cock and balls again. Then bent me over and began to eat my hole, he tongued me deep, and I was moaning, it really did feel good. He undressed as he ate my hole and picked me up, flipped me around, my face was at his dick, while he tongue fucked my hole. I sucked his cock, deep throating it, while he made love to my hole and fifteen minutes later, he came down my throat. He shook as he unloaded and pulled off my ass and moaned and made several grunting noises. He caught his breathe and flipped me back around and set me feet first on the table, kissing me deep. He went back down to my cock and sucked my little dick till I came again in his mouth. He pulled off and thanked me for coming over. He said, you must go, my boyfriend will be home soon. I got dressed, headed to the door and he kissed me one more time, then said. I will text you when I can meet up again. You are a lot of fun, I agreed as I left. I was on the way home and the Red Head hit me up. I need you to eat my hole again. Been thinking about it all afternoon, down to meet me at the glory hole? I text sure! I loved eating that pink hole. He was there first, as I walked in, and he immediately went into the end stall, and I made it to the middle stall before some old man got there. He then went into the one on the right. The guy had his pants down and pressed his ass up against the hole and I startling licking his hole. Tongue fucking him as he moaned how much he loved it. I used my finger to spread his hole so I could get in deeper, this went on for twenty minutes and my jaw was getting tired when he pulled off, shove his dick through the hole. I opened my mouth, the first shot of cum hit me tongue before I had my mouth wrapped around his cock. Fortunately, I was able to catch al his cum. I nursed his cock till he was soft, and he pulled out, zipped and left with a soft thanks' hottie. I waited there, the old guy was annoying, he kept trying to get me to do something. It was another ten minutes before anyone came. I wanted more but I was not into that guy and decided the old guy could bother him. I looked the time on my phone, and it was 5:45 PM and headed back to check squirt. I had forgotten about the guy in the hotel. I rushed back and checked Squirt and there was not a message yet. I hopped in the shower, brushed my teeth and got dressed in case he hit me up. I figured if he did not, I would go back to the bookstore. It was 6:45 and a message came in. Cock sucker, still up to orally please a straight guy? I will warn you that I only want oral service, if you try anything else you will regret it. Let me know in the next ten minutes, I have a second choice if I do not hear from you. I shot him back an email. I wrote, I understand and will only orally service you, I will not try anything gay, I will just follow your instructions and orally please you for as long as you want Sir. Nice, come to the hotel Azel, I am in room 635. The room will be dark, I will open the door and you walk in and close it. I will be behind the door. Got it? Yes, I understand. Get over here now. My response was - On my way! Fortunately, the hotel was a short walk and when I arrived, I went right to his room. I knocked, the door opened, the room was dark, but I could see the bed and a sofa then the door closed. He, spoke. I do not want you to say anything. Not a fucking word! He said, on your knees and open your mouth. I got down, opened my mouth. He pulled off his shorts and kicked them to the side. I only knew that because they kit my leg. He hit my lips with his fat soft dick, I went to lift his cock and he slapped my hand. I was shocked but opened my mouth instead and took his cock and sucked on his head and soon had his whole cock inside me mouth. It grew quickly, it was rock hard, thick as fuck. He grabbed my head and began to fuck my throat. He would hold my head forcefully on my cock, he would hold it so long I would fight pulling away and he would finally let me off. I would cough and try to catch my breath and he would do it again. He did this over and over, I was getting dizzy with the lack of oxygen getting to my brain. He finally let up, telling me I was a worthless cock sucker. He went over to the sofa and made me follow on my knees, when I got there, he positioned me between his legs and told me to lick his balls and see if I could do that better. I licked and sucked his balls; he soon slapped my head hard saying fucking do it like you mean it fag. I worked them harder and sucked and licked, he seemed satisfied as he as moaning. Then he lifted his legs and said eat my hole slut. I worked my way down to his hole, I began to lick and eat it and slide my tongue inside and tongue fucked him, he really stated to moan. He said fucking slut, finally something you are good at. He stayed like that for ten minutes and then got on all fours and suck his ass in my face and I ate him more I was afraid to use my hands, but I wanted to get inside deeper, so I spread his cheeks and tongue fucked his hole deeper. He allowed that and finally he had me lay on the floor and he sat on my face so he could really get my tongue up inside him as I spread his cheeks and he pressed against my tongue. I half expected him to get close and slide his cock in my mouth and unload. That is not what he had in store for me. He got up and went to his nightstand and grabbed something. He came back to me, saying put your hands behind your back. I reluctantly did and he zip tied them. He picked me up and laid me on the bed with my head off, sliding his dick inside my mouth. He proceeded to fuck my throat and I gagged and choked, every so often he would pull out as I gasped for air. Then shove his cock back in throat fucking me deeper and deeper. He finally shoved his cock deep in my throat deeper than it had been and fucked me slowly and shot his load down my throat. He pulled out as I gasped again for air and said, clean off my dick whore. I sucked hid cock clean, he pulled out, flipped me over as he grabbed a knife and cut the zip tie and told me he would head to the bathroom. When he came out in two minutes I better be gone. Hear me as he held my head. I nodded my head and he let go, second later I heard the bathroom door close, quickly I jumped up, hurried to the door, closing it quickly to get out of there. My heart was racing. I rushed back to the apartment, my throat was sore, and I was horse. I got online to kill time, I had several messages but one, was recent from the straight guy. He wrote, fag you lack the skills to service straight men. You improved some tonight, if I do not hear from you, I will know you are not up for learning. I am here till Sunday, Open to training a fag who wants to improve. Is that you whore? My dick was so hard. I emailed back, yes; I want to improve Sir. Good fag, be back to my room at 10:30 your next lesion will begin then. Same rules apply. I will Sir. I closed Squirt and got on my bed and jacked my little dick, shooting a huge load on my stomach.

I've sucked this 5 days unwashed smegma cock last time. it was so delicious!

All right, you asked for it, lol. Here's the final instalment. Epilogue Several months later… I left the crowd behind me as I stepped on to the back porch of the fetish bar, not caring about the almost negative wind chill, and winter’s hateful snowfall. Thank goodness that whole nonsense with the Covid is over, and people are out enjoying themselves again. And the boys are as hungry as ever, making up for lost time, and plundering holes and nutsacks as much as they can. A lot of earlier limits don’t matter so much now - barely legal, geriatric, pretty, overweight, meth heads, toxic - they are all practically foaming at the mouth for sex. The best part is they don’t even ask status anymore. I’ve put a significant number of notches in my bedpost since my summer visit with Rick as a result. I pulled the Asylum from my motorcycle jacket’s front pocket, clicked open the torch, and a blaze erupted before my face. I turned the thick stick in my mouth, puffed hard, and when the cherry was fully lighted, off went the torch. Rick was right - I *am* a cigar pig, and while my bank account isn’t too happy with the new deduction (nor are my lungs or my doctor), I don’t give a fuck. I’m connected to this, and it’s a great memory of a man I no longer see. As the smoke curled upward, I began to reflect on how I got here. Rick’s bugs did the trick. I went home and back to my normal life, though by the end of the weekend, I bought a full box of fat cigars, a guillotine, and a torch. My house is now powerfully impregnated with their odor. When my sister came to visit, she said, “It smells like a humidor in here.” And every time I fire up, I remember her saying that and how Rick gave me what I wanted. Then the seroconversion came twelve days later. I awoke in the night, frying and freezing at the same time. The bedsheets were already quite soaked with sweat, and it didn’t take me two seconds to realize that Rick actually did it. All it took was one dose of his toxic poz seed, and my destroyed hole, and we were there. I actually had my doubts prior to this night, and talked myself into believing that Rick refused to break character until I was out the door. Ten bucks says he went straight to his chest of drugs and resumed his medication. Then I got only silence from him. No contact whatsoever. No follow-up, no text saying “Hey, how’s your hole doing?”. Just … nothing. The first morning after the conversion, I texted him briefly. “Yo, Rick. It’s happening. I feel like I’m dying. Congratulations, you’re a poz dad! And thank you.” A few minutes passed, then I got back a single emoji as a reply: 😈 No other words accompanied it. Didn’t hear from him again. I think he’s mad at me. It was entirely his decision to come off the meds, but I think maybe he hates himself for it, and doesn’t want to deal with me. I broke his perfect healthy world with my request, and maybe he couldn’t take the stress of it. I really don’t know what happened. His friends say he’s fine, just “super busy”, but no real details of anything about him or his life. But I choose to not cling to people that don’t want to talk to me, so I let it go after a few weeks. And I was unbelievably horny after I was able to walk again. The sickness lasted only a couple days, and it was no worse than the usual flu, though I did have diarrhea rather badly at the start. And then it was over. But the horn - it never fucking stopped! As soon as I felt like myself again, I got on my hookup sites, changed my status on my profiles, and let the world know I was poz. An avalanche of messages and winks and woofs suddenly popped into my message centers, and I was a very busy boy! My hookups went from me just being a bottom ho to a full-on top poz breeder. After the first three days of constant sex, I had to give myself rest. My dick was rubbed so raw that I was getting a scab on the shaft, and my balls were shooting out less and less cum from being emptied so often. They couldn’t turn it out fast enough! So far, I’ve had eleven confirmed conversions, but most of the others are unknown. They didn’t report any change, so I didn’t ask. I fuck them, I dumped a hot charged load in them, and leave them. On to the next one, and I seldom see the same guy twice. It’s about quantity while I’m still super infectious. Guess I’m making up for lost time, too. Eventually it caught up to me when I nailed a prissy bear, and when I told him, “I’m going to infect you now,” he screamed the walls down until his neighbor came, and seeing the bear in restraints - which was his fantasy - and me naked over him… Well, let’s just say I lost a tooth that day. It’ll be a long time before I go back into that part of the city. But I have no regrets. I would have liked to have more control over when it happened, but as it was my inevitable destiny, I may as well embrace it. And I did. My toxic seeds are being spread by others, some known, others not. And it’s fucking empowering. I’m like a nasty poz god, corrupting countless men’s holes without ever leaving my street. It made me chuckle. While lost in these memories, I realized I’d smoked nearly half the cigar, and have been out here almost twenty minutes. I silently stared at the night sky. So many stars. And for some reason, I said aloud, “The seeds that go out from my body. Look at the stars. I cannot count them, but so shall my seed be.” It was a perverted quote and I found it hilarious. As my mind wallowed in the humor of the situation, I flicked my ash over the wooden balcony. “I never took you to be a biblical scholar,” a voice suddenly said next to me. My head quickly turned to the left to face the voice, but I couldn’t make out the face. The alley back here was too damn dark to see distinctly if it wasn’t directly in front of you, plus this space was quite smoky. The person came closer. My eyes widened. It was him. He gave me the once-over at my new look. “Looks like my work was more thorough than I thought.” I was stunned. “Rick! Shit the bed, how have you been?” I was overjoyed at this unexpected reunion. I hugged him tightly and released him quickly. “I’ve been asking around about you since the summer, and no one could give me a straight answer, but fuck! It’s good to see you!” “Easy, bro,” he said, raising his gloved hand. “After we fucked, I needed to get away, so I took a long trip around America. I needed to be away from people, and Covid, and politics, and just took a long extended vacation. I’m back on the meds, and healthy again.” “That’s good.” “Are you happy with the life you’ve chosen?” His usually musical tone was suddenly monotone and discordant. I looked away for a second. I put the Asylum back in my jaw, and pulled up my leather pants by grabbing the belt buckle with both fists. I posed seductively as if for a motorcycle calendar. My Muir cap tipped slightly, and I said, “What do YOU think?” with a big grin on my face. He gave several small nods of the head in approval. “Very good, you look like a genuine leatherman. But what have you done with my… gifts?” He said that last word rather knowingly. I turned my head away ever so slightly. “Oh, you know, the usual. Seedin’ and breedin’. Staying off the meds as long as I can take it. Life is for the living, and I am doing it on my terms.” Non-committal responses? “Steve, you’re an asshole,” I thought to myself. Rick’s face contorted to incredulity. “You’re still not on them? Dude. Fuck.” He shook his head, blinked once or twice, and sighed. “It’s your life. Do what you want. Also, do this.” He pulled his right hand forward, and for the first time, I saw a chain in his hand as a smaller body came forward from behind him. It was a human pup, completely dressed in his fetish gear. A few extra pounds, but his color was definitely blue, and he didn’t speak unless spoken to. The chain in Rick’s hand ended around the pup’s neck. “Dog. I picked this one up in Florida. MONSTER COCK and deadly as fuck.” Rick said proudly. “I’m showing him a good time while I still can. AND he has a greeting present for you. Dog?” The pup cocked his head, listening. “Give him a Cuban Delight,” Rick said to Dog in an evil voice, followed by a grin to match. “Ruff!” He did his best imitation of dog panting. “You’re gonna die tonight.” I could see a fire behind Dog’s eyes. He was also charged, like Rick and me, but with… something different. Curious. 🤔 I stubbed out my cigar, smiling wickedly. I knew I was about to get another upgrade. “This oughta be good.” THE END