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My friend came home from the navy for Thanksgiving yesterday . Hit me up asked me if I was down to chill. I had just got back from work and had nothing else going on so I went over. We chill, talks some to catch up on things then he straight up says yo let me hit that ass. I was like since when u into dudes like that? He had let me blow him when he was drunk before but never sober. He said his friend there showed him a thing or two and he knows my ass gonna make him bust a big one. By the time I could utter a word he had his dick out his sweats. He slid his dick down my throat and he moaned out how he as missed my wet mouth. In no time he was bricked up told me to get on my back with my legs up . He raw fucked me slow and deep and ended up taking me to pound town. After some time he came in me no warning. He said he wanted his cum flowing in me. He then kept fucking me for a long time before eventually he shot another load in me. I rode him for a third one before I left his place.

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I was sitting around doing nothing yesterday and the wife was taking off for the afternoon. I have been real horny for some cock lately so as she was leaving I told her I was going into town. (she knows what that means) I cleaned up for taking some loads. When arriving at the ABS, I was wearing shorts, a thong, and a tee shirt. Going into the arcade, I went to the first booth and was getting my eyes adjusted to the darkness when the first guy came in, we kissed and hugged, and I reached down and unzipped him and started holding his cock and getting him hard. I sucked him for only about 5 minutes before unloading in my mouth. Shortly after that I was walking around and a young black guy came in the arcade and he was hot, I kept an eye on him as another guy went into his booth then came out a few minutes later. I went and looked in and he was jacking him self so as I looked he motioned at me so I jumped and was on him in no time. He was rock hard as I sucked him then after a few minutes he said enough for now. After a while I noticed another younger guy walking around in shorts and sweatshirt, He was also dressed for fucking and was followed by the black guy. After a few minutes I looked in their booth and the younger guy was getting it good from the young black guy, disappointed, but knowing not all young guys want older guys, I went to a booth and waited for some one else to come in. After about ten minutes the young guy that was getting pounded walked in and dropped his shorts and was nice and hard so after sucking him for a few minutes I stuck my fingers in his ass and he was full of cum. I turned him around and eat some of the cum out of his ass, after a couple of minutes he wanted to fuck me. He was about 7 inches long and big around, he pounded on me for ten minutes calling me daddy and delivered a huge load that was dripping out of my ass for a while. I hung around the ABS for 3 more hours after that swallowing 2 more loads and one guy fucking me and pulling out and cumming on my ass. The last guy of the night didn't want sucked off but wanted to jack off and have me swallow it, he shot all over my face and shirt which I think is hot. When I walked out of the book store the lady at the front desk could the fresh drops of cum on my shirt. I got home at 8:30 and the wife was watching tv and as always asked how my day was, I said good knowing she could the cum stains on my shirt, then I kept the shorts and shirt on when I went to bed and savored the smell.

When I top I usually try to get my cock in as deep as possible into a guys guts to shoot. I usually stay there while ejaculating, then thrust a few more times.

When I'm close to cumming, I pull as far out as I can without actually pulling out and then push as far in as I can and hold there as I cum. (New this year, after I think I've finished cumming, I pulse a few more times and cum some more!)

We are now at a major junction in this story, so, it's time to vote for what you would like to see happen whilst Sir Doug is on the phone to his brother Keith. Uncle Terry has at least one hour at his disposal. Using the following react emojis on this comment; Pig emoji: Uncle Terry to get the blood slam kit from his bag, blood slam sub pig-boy Jason then fuck him until blowing a toxic load deep in his guts. Like: Uncle Terry to fuck sub pig-boy Jason until blowing a toxic load deep in his guts. Upvote: Fuck sub pig-boy Jason for several minutes, then fuck his face, then cum on the vinyl play sheet and make sub Jason eat it all up. Thanks: Behave and just sit on the couch wanking whilst watching over sub pig-boy Jason fucking his hungry cunt.

I spent my whole life slipping out of hetero relationships, some nearly perfect. Ive been with men from a young age but always found myself more attracted to the womans body. In college I was dating a beautiful blonde cheerleader, sex was amazing and she was a free spirit. She asked my biggest fantasy, i said 2 girls at once. She brought a friend, no jealousy, they even sucked my dick together and kissed. Asking her her biggest fantasy however brought me back to a recurring problem in my life. She said she always wanted a bi boyfriend. I asked what she meant, a boyfriend that lets other guys suck his dick? she said, no, a slutty guy that likes guys fucking him and he doesnt care who. My nerves got the best of me, how could she know, i moved 500 miles from home theres no way. Well, i left it alone for a while. One of the places we hung out near campus was a small club and for as long as we were going there, A fem black guy and his group occupied a large booth. They were always there always in that booth. from the first time going he hit on me relentlessly, I usually ignored him, but somehow today i was having a hard time, i kept thinking of my girlfriend watching me getting fucked over and over. I went to the bathroon and Gary followed, he took the stall next to me and leaned over and went mmmm. As i went to zip up and walk away he stepped back, his 8 maybe a bit more uncut dick hanging in the air. My past rushed into my head, my dick swelled in my pants, my mouth watered, my ass tingled. I walked out, grabbed my girlfriend, went back to her place and fucked her twice. It was still early and i couldnt get that dick out of my mind, i asked her about her fantasy, and asked if she wanted to watch her boyfriend or just know he was a slut. Watch. I asked if she wanted to go back out. asked her to dress slutty, she smiled and pulled out fake leather pants and a a tiny skirt, held them up. i told her skirt and I took the pants. i put them on. they were skin tight and she went through her drawers and found a fishnet shirt and gave it to me. she looked and told me i looked fuck hot, gay, but hot. We went back to the club and when we walked in, I thought Garys eyes were going to pop from his head. I winked at him. Almost instantly he was grinding my ass as i danced with my girlfriend. I asked if he wanted to fuck me, he said yes, I said she wants to watch. he said fine lets go. We went to his place. we didnt get far and i was on my knees sucking his dick as my girlfriend verbally encouraged. telling me how good i look sucking dick. I wrestled those pants off and he scrambled to his room for lube and a condom. I grabbed the condom, lubed his bare dick and pushed my ass down on it. No condoms, no pulling out. It was his first time barebacking. He told me over and over how good it felt, till he came in me hard. I looked over to see my girlfriend frantically masturbating. I got up, walked over and started fucking her, a minute later i feel gary pushing his dick back in me. i came pretty quick in her pussy as she was cumming. i lifted her legs and went to eating my cum from her pussy as gary finished his second load in me. Now, what seemed like a fun night and maybe a perfect night was the start of the end, i couldnt resist, i kept going back, Gary was fucking me a couple times a week, and pretty soon it wasnt enough. His friends started fucking me too. That wasnt enough, I went to raves and parties, clubs and parks anywhere i could get fucked by more and more men. I wouldnt go home till i was full of cum.. I forgot about my girlfriend, my schoolwork, my job. my life was dick and it didnt take long before i was getting invited over large group gangbangs lots of drugs and cum until i failed out of school, again. I hit the reset button, moved away to start over again.

Going Back Home (Part 1) My name is Tyler, I'm 21 (almost 22) and at 5' 10" and about 140 lbs, I have a tight, lean body, hair in all the right places and trimmed where is important. My cock is (probably) of that bottoms dream of at nearly 8". I left this little, one stop light town over 2 years ago with no regrets and never looked back. So why did I return for a long weekend visit, or person I could never forget, my best friend Chase. We were best friends all through high school and discovered a mutual love for gay sex one night when we had been put on a double date. I went out with some nameless skank and Chase took out my sister. Neither of us scored (not that I tried, my eyes were always on chases ass). We dropped the girls at my house and went with chase back to his place. Chase was an only child and his bedroom was very private so as we sat on his queen size bed in only our boxers or conversation turned to sex (as any 18 year old brain was centered). We were both easily turned on and when my had brushed his growing cock chase let a low moan out. I took this as my cue and moved in for more. Before chase knew what was going I had him naked and I was moving in for a kiss. That was the first night (of many) where I fucked him and bred his tight hole. We didn't know anything about safe sex and continued his regular breeding until the day I left. After I headed for the big city he took up with my sister and 'knocked within weeks of my leaving. I hard they had 2 twin boys and saw pics of the family. I had did not go back then to see the new kids, so you may be asking 'Why am I back I town' now? I had a plan and Chase was it! I came in for four days only contacting Chase, asking him to not say a word to anyone. I told him I needed to see him alone and hoped he'd be able to get away for a couple days. Since he and my sister never got married and he still lined at home so that he could give all his extra money to my sister and his kids. I texted Chase the second I got into town, getting a room at a cheap hotel I the edge of town. I asked fire a room I the backside of the property trying to give us some privacy. When I heard a knock on the door I knew it was my conquest. The moment came through the door and I could tell immediately by the bulge in his jeans, the smile on his face and the gleam in his eye he was happy to see me. It didn't take long before I offered him a 'drink', Coke with GHB to heighten his mood & help loosen him up (although I don't think he was going to need to it, the look on his face told me the he missed my cock). What i wanted the G for was to help introduce him to the joys of chem sex and to get him to beg for my poz seed. When I got to the city it didn't take me long to discover Tina and all the ways to enjoy her along with bottoming. I'm not really sure when I got pozzed, but I knew that I was toxic and prime to pass it onto my target. This was part of my plan to get him to come back to the city with me. I don't know if it was the G or his missing me, but we were both naked in minutes. Chase didn't waste much time getting my hard cock down his throat as I rubbed one hand through his brown hair and the other over his lean body. I knew what he wanted, but I had a better place for my saved up cum. I hadn't cum in nearly a month since I discovered my new 'status' (which want easy with the guys I knew in the city). I could tell if I let Chase continue his work he'd have me cumming in seconds before I stopped him and pulled him up for his first man-on-man kiss. He allowed my tongue into his mouth and I knew at that exact moment he would be mine! It was now my turn to orally pleasure my friend. As I kissed and licked my way down my friends skinny, slim body, I could tell how much Chase missed me as his fingers were tangled in my long red hair as I took his hard 7" cock into my mouth as Chase verbally let me know how much he missed me. While I had my friend a 'little' distracted I pulled out my Tina tainted lube (this is my social blend with enough T in it to get his so high that I'll be able to get him not only begging to be pozzed, but to go back to th city with me). I pushed his legs back and turned his ass up so I’d have better access to it. I leaned in to give Chase his first ever rim job. I knew this would (hopefully) break down all resistance in his body and allow me to slip in a shard or two ( or three or four) into his neg hole. As I began to lick, tease and stimulate Chase through his first rim job he couldn’t help control from moaning. I took a couple minutes to ask if he was liking my eating his ass, to which he replied, ‘Fuck yeah, you can do anything you want to me, I missed you.’ That was my cue and I picked up (what was probably) the largest shard of T I had and held it over his quivering hole. Chase looked up as me and asked what it was, I simply told him it was crystal and was about to rock his world allowing him to focus in on his hole and the infinite amount of pleasure he could experience. Without another word I dropped the shard on his slightly open hole before I pushed it inside. I then alternated between licking and fingering as I sunk the T in deeper and deeper while Chase moaned and said that he felt it burning. I kissed his inner thigh as I let him know that that was normal and would soon fade as I took a second shard and slipped in inside with two fingers, followed by a third shard. All the while I continued to lick and shove my tongue into his hole. By the time he was ready for the fourth shard his hole easily stayed open and I simply dropped it in. Looking down at my friend I asked if he was ready for me to own his ass? His reply was simple, Oh god yes! Since I knew he had not been fucked since I left town nearly 3 yrs ago I asked if he was sure he wanted me to fuck him like I used to and breed him. Not like I was going to give him a choice, but I did have some ‘specially prepared’ rubbers just in case. Chase was the typical dumb fuck country bumpkin, as I lubed up my cock with the Tina laced lube he told me that the few times he fucked my sister he never used protection. That’s why she got ‘knocked up’ shortly after I left town. He figured there was no way I could get him pregnant. I was thinking that this was too easy as I slowly sank my lubed up cock inside him, quickly bottoming out on the first stroke. I wanted the first few fucks to be memorable. I could see Chase slipping deeper and deeper into a Tina fuelled haze as I pulled out my pipe and began to get high myself. Chase asked about the pipe. I let him know it was the same stuff I dropped into his ass. He dumbly asked if he could have a toke. But in his position the only thing I could do was shot-gun the smoke to him. After a few hits form myself and a couple more shot-gunned to him, chase was well on his way to knowing the joys of chem sex. I dropped two loads inside Chase before I pulled out. The first time I egged him on to ask for my load, for me to shoot my dirty seed in him. On the second load I got him begging for me to get him pregnant. Each load was delivered with a deep passionate kiss.

What the word actually is doesn't really matter; Dandelion is as good as any, since that word would hardly come up in any conversation during a Bd/Sm scene., or any other, for that matter. The important thing is that it be established during the required, prior negotiation, and each participant is clear about what it means. Obviously, being a Top, I don't have one: I only need to be sure to remember what the bottom's safeword is. Some also use a "slow-down" word or phrase, which is particularly useful for a novice. In any case, the Top always needs to be assessing the bottom's reactions, and proceed carefully during the scene. Well said. Thank you.

Oh Hell yes,,,I agree what WiltsCumDump just said

Was super horny all morning, some guy started messaging me and was being all dom, and my sub slutty bubble butt was ready for anything. After awhile I asked his age, he says, doesn't matter my slutboy, but 20, now don't ask anymore questions, im your dom master Conner. No can my slutty boy cumdumo handle myself and 4 of my bros? by the morning your hole will be filled with our multiple loads. and we haven't cum in a week! I didnt fully believe it but I said, can i speak master Connor, his reply, good slut, yes you may. where do you need me? he sends me this address with directions when I get there So I pull up to this modern looking cabin, only wearing my skater hat, black fitted T, Blue jock strap, and Blue DC high tops. as instructed. im waiting now, thinking this is a set up, so I'm about to start my car, and the door flies open. 2, skinny but strong young men, wearing almost like those black out hero blindfold with holes by their eyes kinda masks, and shoes, and that was it, grab me from my car and drag me quickly towards 2 trees. by the way there cock both now rock hard. tell me to shut up, slutty cumwhore. your going to enjoy all of us. one ties one hand to the left tree and vice versa with the other one. they bicker fighting over who gets first, and then with no warning one boy slams into me balls deep. I yelp in pleasurable pain, as he continued to mercifully pound my hole for about 5 min then I literally felt him shoot ropes deep in me. as he pulled out the other guy did just the same, as I moaned and screamed 2 others walk up laughing, and tape my mouth as they loosen the ropes so I drop to my knees....end of part one.

As I read Good Christian Boys, I realized something about this author's stories in particular: I do not read them initially or mainly as porn, but as stories: really good, well-written, compelling stories. Sure, there is a ton of sex and chems and poz loads in each story, but what drives them forward for me is the narrative, the evolving relationships, the deepening characterizations. Lots of writers here try to convey the feeling of sex on chems, but I cannot think of one who makes a slam sound as convincing or appealing to a chem-virgin like myself. With each of EarlyStart's stories, I devour them first, beginning to end, without jerking off. With a hard-on, yes, to be sure, but the story holds every bit as much interest for me as the sex. That is rare for this kind of writing. Chris and Tyler's initial naivety, their overpowering Christian guilt, their gradual opening themselves to experiences both wise and questionable make for powerful storytelling. The characters and relationships are so important here that I would love to read an epilogue of sorts, even or especially one without sex. How does Tyler react to the news that they have all been pozzed? Can he forgive Chris for letting him be stealth pozzed? Will they, can they remain friends? How do Chris and Tyler feel about their religion after discovering a different kind of paradise in Hunter's bed? Have they relinguished their guilt? The story leaves these questions hanging, and while resolutions may not be possible, I'd love to learn where these two stand with each other (and with Casey, and with Greg) a few weeks or months later. Thanks, EarlyStart! This is powerful and rewarding stuff.

I love the fucking a lot too. It's how you drive up the intensity and connection and its certainly what distinguishes a regular breeder from a Special Guest Star.. At the same time, if a man isn't a long-haul fucker I'm fine with him breeding whenever the spirit moves him. I'm into meeting breeders where they are and connecting with them there. After all, the same man who impregnates you after a half-dozen thrusts one week might wear out your hole before breeding you the next. Be open to whatever he's bringing into the room and maybe he'll do the same for you.

14 oral 15 anal with uncle who I had been playing with since 13

I may be the exception. For me it's not all about the load but about the fucking. The longer he spends fucking my hole the better. The load is the icing on the cake. IF he shoots within a few minutes I do expect a much longer round 2 😉 I have or had a few fuckbuds who are like this. They know I don't like it when they cum too quickly so when he's in 'danger' we stop and do something else until it's 'safe' to continue again. For me that's the best sex. Unless he's a multi-cummer and pumps a few in hehe! Love those guys!! The guy who was really good at this spent two hours doing me like that. Fucking bottom heaven for me! Sadly he moved away.

I don’t see Biden as “sleepy”at all. Maybe you’re just hooked on the “scandal-a-day” adrenaline rush that the Traitor Trump fed his sycophantic carnival followers every damned day

I have been seeing two married men for years now. One likes to play safe and the other one played safe earlier on then stopped. They're both in their sixty's now and I might say STILL looks good. One is a business man and the other is in construction. I've enjoyed fucking both for a long time. For me I loved the chase and risk. As many guys have said their wives don't want it much anymore. The business guy's wife is on menopause and the construction guy's wife is either bored or has someone one the side herself. Both men are good friends to me. But when I'm with one the fucking is GOOD! But especially with the construction guy. He craves my hard my bbc...RAW!!

"Fuck-me-harder"

the first three are fine, both as a top and as a bottom. i won't participate in the fourth. i think it kills the moment and wastes precious seed that should be planted inside his/my ass.

Part 5; ''2 sides of K'' After he said that he leaned over and down towards me whilst holding my chin and pulling it towards him, and just stared into my eyes... - I trust you Sir, and you make me feel safe and protected. - Good boy. Now open your mouth. I opened my mouth where he then spat in it... and then again. He leaned back in his chair where he continued to puff on his cigar and where I closed my mouth and swallowed more of his delicious spit. - Gooooood. I see you are a fast learner. Good boy. - Thank you, Sir. He leaned over and from the table he opened a bottle and gave me a small dose of what was liquid K. - FUCK.... that tastes really fucking bitter, Sir.... ugh. - Don't worry, the taste will fade. Now get up and kneel on my armchair facing inwards. - Yes Sir. He got out of the armchair so I could take his place. I climbed onto the chair and instinctively arched my lower back which in turn pushed my beefy round ass out which exposed my cunt hole for whatever Sir wanted to do with it. But he did not do anything with it. In fact, I heard him go up the steps, leaving me alone. But I did not feel frightened or scared. On the contrary. I felt safe with this sexy man. And I knew my place here, that being a sub who was to do as I was told, relinquish all control over to my alpha, spoke when spoken to, and most of all to be patient. So I was more than content to wait for Sir to return. However, I still needed to learn a lot from training, and the job offer of being a live in house boy and a sub for Sir to train, but what would my answer to his offer be? It was a no brainer. I had already made up my mind, and I was bursting to tell him. Like an over excited puppy. Thirty minutes had passed and Sir returned. He came up behind me and started to rub over my smooth cunt hole which due to my new position and the anal bead play from earlier, and the K slowly working its way into my system I was now naturally loosening up down there, and so the rubbing over and over my loosening cunt hole invariably saw three fingers easily slip into my cunt and then four fingers right up to the second set of knuckles. He gave my neck long slow licks as my cunt continued to receive a deep four fingered probe. I was now losing track of time! - Sir, I all of a sudden feel super calm and serene, and it feels like I am sinking into this armchair as it floats in mid air - A floating armchair? - Yes Sir. He laughed. - I see the K is kicking in. How does that sweet yet nasty faggot cunt of yours feel? - I cannot feel anything Sir. My cunt and four fingers stuffed into it and I could not feel a thing - My cunt was numb! - Okay, stand up and face me. - Yes Sir. I stood up and turned around, and for the first time I could see Sir's almost naked body. I was very much attracted to his physique which was beefy-Daddy like with super lean limbs and a crix belly. Underneath his crix belly his long and girthy veiny Dom Dick throbbed with excitement, and I so wanted it buried deep inside of my cunt. He grabbed me, pulling me in towards him tightly, one hairy and one smooth body pressed up against one another as I was quickly mauled with Sir rubbing me all over including squeezing and spanking my beefy hairy ass cheeks, and probing my cunt hole, he just could not keep away from it. With all the mauling we also kissed passionately. I had never experienced a kiss like this. At this moment in time I had never felt so close and connected with anyone like I now did with Sir. This little sub-piggy was in hog heaven! It felt like we had been kissing for hours, but truth be told the K was really beginning to take effect now. He pulled his tongue out of my mouth and already close up to my face he looked deep into my eyes.... - I think you are ready to have that sweet velvet soft wet and warm cunt of yours get a real good stretching. - Fuck YES Sir. Wreck me. He could tell I was getting a bit wobbly on my legs so without anymore time to waste he got me into the sling with my feet and ankles restrained. He sat on the low wooden stool at the foot of the sling, liberally lubed his hand up with crisco and got to work opening me up. Immediately he was wrist deep and as he pulled and pushed his hand in and out, and turning it he looked at me smiling whilst rubbing my leg with his other hand.... - Can you feel me rub your leg? - No Sir. - Can you feel me play with your cunt? - Erm, not really. I feel like I can feel something might be moving about down there, but it is a strange sensation. He had now been Fisting me for a little over an hour when I began to get feeling and sensation back in my legs and more importantly my cunt. - Fuck, I can really feel you now Sir, feeling is suddenly coming back. How high are you in me... Up to your knuckles? - Oh ho-ho-ho NO... Much better than that. Your cunt is so obedient I am right at this moment half way up my forearm. - Fucking hell Sir. It feels so good too. I would like to try and take more of you in me tonight. - Then let's DO IT, boy! He slowly released his forearm and hand and fetched the K and gave me another dose. As we waited for it to kick in he stood at the foot of the sling, held onto the chains, and with complete ease his fully erect and throbbing veiny 8.5" in length by 6.5" girthy Dick slid into me, balls deep, and I could feel him stuff me. - YES Sir, I can feel your Dick stuffing my guts. Fuck my piggy cunt and breed me deep. He looked down at his Dick and watched with intent as he slowly fucked me, slowly sliding all 8.5" of his shaft deep into my guts, then slowly sliding it all the way out to the tip. He started to talk to himself... - I am going to train that faggot ass to be so slutty and loose it will be gagging to take 100+ loads in one heavy overnight breeding session. What a nasty faggot.

Hey there. I’ll be at pig week from 11/24 - 12/3, staying in a studio at Casa Cordova. Looking for as many dicks and holes as I can take.

I do want to share a new development. I met a guy offf Grindr recently. He was persistent I’ll give him that, and one night after a few nights of talking over snap I just decided what the hell and drove to his apartment. I buzzed the intercom and walked up the stairs before entering his door he opened for me. Soon we were naked and he was rimming me which was sending waves of pleasure coursing up my body before he entered me. He fucked me for about 10 minutes before pulling out and fisting his cock. He knew from our earlier conversations that I wanted to be bred, and he jerked his cock near my stretched hole building his orgasm. The suspense was so hot, I knew it was coming, but not knowing when he was going to thrust into me made me hornier than ever. I fisted my would cock in anticipation, and when he did thrust forward, I started spewing my own cum over my stomach matching the load he was fucking into my ass. Maybe if I hadn’t been cumming at that moment too I would’ve felt him blow this load in me, but fuck if I didn’t enjoy the moment. The last week has been a whirlwind, I just joined this site, posted this story to positive reviews, (thank you all), and suddenly after all these years of fantasizing, I just took my first load. Not sure if I’m ready to join the poz train yet as this guy was neg, but now I can finally say, I’ve had a man cum in my ass. 😈

I have been bicurious my entire life, but I was only ever really interested in girls until my early 20s. I always had a girlfriend, but when she and I split, I started exploring my curious side. I started watching gay porn, and soon I found myself more interested in guy on guy videos than with a woman involved. I never really acted on the impulse and probably pissed off a few guys on Grindr during my experiental stage, but I never did meet up with another man. It was just dirty talk and gay porn. One thing in particular though was bareback videos, I really enjoyed watching them. It was probably due to always wearing a condom with girlfriends and one night stands in the past, but getting fucked by another man looked so raw and risky that I found it extremely hot. I would watch some guy getting fucked on the screen by a group of guys, and always wondered what it would feel like to have cum shoot up my ass. Could I actually feel a man cumming inside me, or would it just get really wet? I desperately wanted to feel it, but after a quick and scary search on STIs on google, I knew I would probably never have the courage to actually go do it. That left having a relationship with a guy, but truthfully my gay feelings leaned more towards the more carnal side and I really didn’t want any of the baggage that comes with a relationship. One night I was jerking off watching a video showing a cum dripping hole getting bounded in a gangbang. Fuck it was hot, there were multiple men all jerking their cocks waiting to fuck this guy who had barely any time to breath around the cocks invading his mouth. I watched a hairy chub add his load to the others before navigating away fom the page, browsing through other videos, the more riskier the better. Finally my eyes fell upon a video called poz me up, and the thumbnail showed a guy with a biohazard tattoo. It was incredible, the perfect POV where the bottom was fiming, and the video started with the top fisting his cock making the bottom beg for his load. The top then spit on his cock and viciously rammed it inside the bottom’s ass and started thrusting deep. I jerked my cock furiously as I watched the video unfold. This young man, with his legs high in the air, moaned as he took the hung cock in his ass. The top started vocally anouncing he was about to cum and the bottom cried out begging for the charged load. I groaned as I shot cum all over my stomach watching the top’s cock suddenly have a white foaming coating that was growing with every thrust. I felt a rush of euphoria imaging myself holding the camera and I took some of my cum from my stomach and started smearing it on my hole. I pushed it inside with a finger as I watched the top slide his cock out. As I massaged my hole with my own cum, for a brief moment I admit, I wanted to take a charged load, I was jerking off almost constanly afterwards to bareback videos, always listening to the bottom’s moans as they were getting pounded, and one night I just had enough. I wanted to get fucked, and I was horny enough that I didn’t really care by whom, I just needed my cherry popped. After about 5 minutes on Grindr I signed out and I googled the city I was in, and gay entertainment. Almost immediately an advertisement came up for a sex party that was happening that night in the local bathhouse. I was intrigued, and GPS told me it was only about 15 miles away. I pulled out on the street, following the directions on my phone to the bathhouse, and about 10 minutes later I made the last turn onto the street. Driving past there were only regular store fronts, so I parked my vehicle on a side street and ducked around into the back alley. Sure enough I could see a number of men smoking in front of a nondescript doorway leading inside of a building. Taking a deep breath to steady my nerves, I walked towards the doorway, turned the door knob, and stepped inside. There was a long staircase leading up which I ascended slowly feeling my hesititation building. As I got to the top, I came to a teller sitting behind a window next to a closed door on her phone. “$21 please.” he said boredom creeping around his voice. I quickly paid and stepped through the door, accepting a towel, combination to a locker, and a condom from the teller. I walked into the locker room, and quickly undressed. There were a couple of men hanging around, one completely naked and my eyes went to his semi erect cock. It looked to be around 7 inches, thick, and uncut. I wanted to go over there and suck it, but was nervous and decided to do some exploring first. The place was quite busy, and I could hear the sounds of sex coming from doorways as I walked down the hallway. Quick glances inside would show guys bent over getting pounded by other men, and their moans created a chorus as I walked past. This was really happening, I was in a bath house surrounded by gay men, and I was only wearing a towel. My cock already started to get hard in nervous anticipation. I could start to feel eyes upon me, and I swallowed my nervousness hoping I didn’t stand out like a sore thumb. I entered a main room full of men talking, it looked like a social area and I wondered how to break the ice. I have never been to this club, but judging from this crowd, tonight’s party seemed to have a large turn out. I started to turn towards the bar when saw a cock sticking out of the wall in an adjacent hallway full of guys. It was a big cut cock sticking out of a gloryhole awaiting attention, and now I couldn’t resist myself. I walked over, knelt down, took it into my mouth, and started sucking it eagerly. I rolled my tongue around its head before relaxing my throat and taking as much of it as I could before gagging. I coughed a little and refocussed on its head, sucking its tip feeling the owner flinch at the sensation. This was the first cock I had ever sucked and I started stroking as I knew I liked it while my mouth focused on its head. Suddenly I felt hands on the back of my head pushing me deeper onto the cock and I fought the urge to gag. The cock started thrusting down my throat, and I was held in place by whoever was behind me. Soon I could hear the guy grunt on the other side of the wall and his cock swelled in my mouth. He thrust it forward and started pouring cum straight down the back of my throat. I had only tasted my own cum before, and this man’s was no different. A slightly salty and coppery taste, but delicious nonetheless. Mercifully the hands left the back of my head and I was able to back away from the gloryhole, slipping the cock out of my mouth feeling it drain cum in my mouth as I withdrew. “You’re a good little cocksucker aren’t you?” a guy said walking up to me and jerking his cock. My first taste to cum made me want it even more, and I could feel my cock straining beneath my towel. I opened my mouth showing him the cum left in my mouth before swallowing it, “I do want more.” I informed him. His answer was to take me by the back of the head and feed his cock into my mouth. I let him face fuck me till I put my hand on his shaft and start stroking him and swirling my tongue over its tip. Another guy came up to my left presenting his cock, and I took it in my other hand while I continued to suck the first man. I alternated my mouth to the newcomer’s cock and felt someone pull my towel away, and a finger started probing my ass. I obediently spread my legs and came up of my knees presenting my hole to the stranger, and he massaged it while pushing against my sphincter causing a little bit of pain. “You’re tight.” came his voice from behind me. I took a cock out of my mouth long enough to mumble back, “I’ve never been fucked before.” “Virgin bottom?” the guy who’s dick I was sucking on asked, “I take it you’re here to change that?” “Mmm hmm...” I said around his cock in my mouth as butterflies started to form in my stomach. “Lets go then.” he said and he took his cock out of my mouth and started walking further down the hallway. I followed him, weaving around the gathered men, and nervously stared at his nude backside suddenly realizing I had left my condom back at the gloryhole. It didnt look like he had one either, and I suddenly felt certain he was planning on not wearing one. Holy fuck this was risky, but my nervousness was also lined with anticipation, I wanted this bad, and I stayed close to him as he turned a corner and opened a door. He led me into a room that had a bed in the corner and a sex swing in the middle. He started to push me towards the bed before stopping. “You wanna try the swing tonight?” I felt a quiver of fear move up my spine. Random men, complete strangers, was this what I truly wanted? If he put me in the swing more men might fuck me, and my mind went to one of the many gay porn videos I had watched. The good little bottom in the swing, the top who’s fucking him, I had jerked off imagining myself in this exact position, and right now the rush I was pulling me past the point of reason. Whatever would speed his cock inside of me was okay with me. “Sure.” I replied after a few seconds’ pause. “Okay lets put you in then.” It was a little awkward at first, but soon I was lying back in a swing with my feet up and my ass presented. He tied my hands to my feet which concerned me but soon I stopped caring after he knelt down front of me and started licking my asshole. The sensation of his tongue rimming me was amazing, and slowly but surely he was able to squeeze one, then two fingers inside around his tongue’s attention. I could see him jerking his cock and soon it was rock hard. He took some lube and smeared it on my ass and his cock before probing my hole with its head. And then it happened, with no condom on, and no protest from me, a stranger slid his bare cock into my ass. I could feel a bit of pain as my hole fought its entry, but little by little I could feel it slide in with each push he made. Soon though the pain started to subside and I felt my asshole relax. He started to fuck me deeper and deeper, the swing providing no resistance to his thrusts. Involuntary gasps, grunts, and moans started escaping my lips as I could feel his cock invading me. I decided to squeeze his cock with my sphicter, and he grunted in respnonse and started to pound into me harder. The sensations I could feel were amazing, and and were heightened even more so by seeing his bare cock thrusting into me. It felt so wrong, and [banned word], and i was revelled in the debauchery. I didn’t even know this guy’s name who was fucking me right now, yet I wanted to feel his cock erupt in my ass. By his pace he was close, so I moaned out. “Cum in my ass, breed my fucking hole.” He grunted through clenched teeth and thrust all the way inside of me. I could feel his body tense and suddenly an intense warmth started flooding my bowels. I could feel his cock spasming and I moaned in pure ecstasy, revelling in as much sensation as I could. I felt so full and sated, and the warmth seemed to course through my whole ass. I had my eyes closed when I felt him pull his softening cock out of me and I was about to say something to him when suddenly I felt a different pair if hands grab my legs and a narrower and smaller cock slid into my cum leaking hole. I opened my eyes and saw that a skinny guy with tattoos and pierced nipples was now fucking me. I looked around and realized the room was suddenly filling with guys. An orgy of sorts was breaking out on the bed across the room, but it looked like the sex swing was soon the main attraction as I saw guys watching stroking their cocks. I couldn’t believe how distracted I had been but I guess my moans had garnished attention from the hallway through the open door. Suddenly a cock was thrust into my mouth and I knew I was about to be the cumdump I had seen in many gay porn videos. I knew I had made a mistake, but I was also pretty helpless to stop what was coming. I had let the first man bound my hands, and there was nothing to stop all these men from fucking me. I was terrified, but I couldn’t deny I was thrilled at the same time. That sense of freedom I had felt before watching that pozzing video flooded back into me. There will be a later, but right now the reckless act I was partaking in was unbelievably hot. I moaned and closed my eyes focussing on the cock that was in my mouth and not the big group of men who were about to have their way with me. Soon enough I heard the tattooed guy grunt and thrust forward and shoot his load into me too. I couldn’t feel his cum spraying my bowels that time, but I could definitely feel how much was now inside my ass. A guy I had been sucking took his place at my hole, and another cock replaced him at my mouth. He was a muscular white jock with a big dick and he was jerking his cock furiously. He came up to my hole and started to shoot his load all over it before pushing his erupting cock inside and fucking me. I could feel his cock spasming during his thrusts, and when he pulled out he walked back to me and made me suck his cock again rubbing its juices across the other two cocks already at my mouth. It seemed to be completely drenched in cum, and I could barely taste any trace of my ass as I cleaned all 3 cocks with my tongue. When the next man replaced him, a heavyset man wearing a wedding band, he was able to slide his medium sized cock in without any real resistance. He fucked me in fast strokes, his hairy belly rubbing on my cock with each thrust. He was breathing hard by the time he buried his splurting cock in my ass, and called he called me a ‘dirty little cum slut’ as he emptied his balls. What had diverted most of my attention during that time though was the cock that had been thrust in my face. I had tried and failed to deepthroat it, and I felt a fair amount of apprehension when it left my mouth after the married man had finished cumming in my ass. It was attached to a large muscular black man, and it had to be over 10 inches uncut and thick. He lined up with my hole and without remorse or concern grabbed my thighs and buried his elephant cock in my ass. I cried out as it felt like I was being ripped apart inside, and he fucked me harder and more brutal with each thrust he made. The pain suddenly turned to incredible pleasure when he changed his angle, and his cock started hitting a spot deep in my ass causing my moans to exho throughout the room. All the attention I had been giving to the cocks in my face ended, and I could only spasm in ecstasy while being impaled on this monster cock. He started making loud grunting noises with each thrust he made, and his cock kept hitting that area creating a pressure deep in my ass that I could feel reaching towards a climax. Soon it became more than I could take, and I moaned loudly, eyes bulging wide as I felt my body release. Soon my cock started spewing cum all over my stomach and in my throes my ass squeezed his cock, which felt like it was all the way up into my throat. His he started to pound me harder, viciously ramming his cock in my ass before grunting loudly and flooding his cum inside me. It felt like forever that he kept pumping into me before he was sated, afterwhich he ripped his cock out of my stretched and abused hole and turned around. Dazed, I stared blankly at his muscled back as he walked out of the room, and I could feel a thick wad of cum leak out of my ass and drop onto the floor. My body, still reeling from his monster cock, was given a reprieve when the next man left my mouth and thrust his skinny cock into my ass. It almost didnt register but slowly I felt my hole constricting to this new cock size and my mind could focus on my surroundings again. More men seemed to be coming in and checking out this room, and stealing glances when I could at the bed, it seemed there was another very vocal bottom who was also collecting loads that night too. My view though was quickly obscured when another cock was thrust into my face awaiting my attention. I closed my eyes and emptied my head of thoughts, and time started to blur. For the next half hour or so I lost count of the number of loads I took, but soon I offered no resistance and was simply a hole for the men to blow their loads into. I would stare blankly at the guy attached to the next cock fucking me and I’d clench my sphicter randomly which seemed to always make them cum faster. I was still enjoying each load I took, but this was turning into a marathon and I wanted to do anything to shorten the line of cocks still waiting their turn. Finally, after I was covered in sweat, and almost shaking, the last man pulled his spent cock from my mouth and his load pooled on my tongue. After all the cocks that night, cum had lost its taste, and I swallowed it almost on reflex. I closed my eyes enjoying the break I had earned, and remained motionless as I listened to the man walk out the door. My head was buzzing and my ass felt swollen and sore. I did a test push with my sphincter and felt more cum leak out of it. How many loads did I take? I honestly couldn’t remember. Once the dizziness subsided, I looked around. I was still in the swing and pondering how to get out when I saw another man enter and close the door behind him. He was a tall, skinny man in his late 40s or so, and he grabbed my head and stuck his pierced cock into my mouth. I sucked it feeling it start to grow to its full 7 inches and marvelled at how thick of a gauge his PA was as my tongue explored it. It was a big metal barbell with a sharp pointed head on it, and I could feel it rub heavily on my tongue as he throat fucked me. My eyes however were drawn to something on his stomach below his naval; I could see he had a biohazard tattoo. He took his cock out of my mouth and walked around inspecting all the of cum that had accumulated on the dark floor under my presented asshole. “Well isn’t this an interesting scenario?” He smirked, jerking his cock. “you couldn’t stop me if you wanted to.” Hanging in the swing with my legs in the air and my hands tied, I didn’t seem to be in a position to argue. “You’re POZ.” I said more to myself than to him. “Think I’m the first one?” he asked “But yes I’m highly virulent.” ”What does that mean?” ”It means take I take no meds, my seed is as toxic as they come.” He almost boasted I shuddered, reality setting in. This was that one video I had jerked off to incarnated, and that same feeling of curiosity returned. If what he said was true anyways, I may already had been fucked by someone else who had HIV, but this was affirmation with someone who revelled in the fact. It terrified me, but still I felt my cock twitch. This was a, ‘left turn down a dead end alley at 90 miles an hour‘ move, but somehow I couldn’t deny, that at this very moment, I wanted it. To get fucked by such a man was insanity, yet despite my best judgment, I felt like I was already past the precipice. His cock seemed like the abyss, and I was already inside, so what was the point of stopping now? Christ what was I saying, this is insane! The whole situation was already surreal, I had been fucked already by so many random strangers, I had to admit I was already past the brink. And now, if I took his poz load, I’d never feel such a rush again in my life. “.....Okay.” I said in a quiet voice. ”You’re sure?” He asked “Yes.” I said eyeing the tattoo. “Then get me hard again then you little slut.” He said putting his cock back in my mouth. I sucked it and I felt a sense of fear hit me as I felt his cock stiffen fully in my mouth. His thick piercing made me think about its sharp head inside me and what damage it could do. This was insane, and I felt a quiver of fear when he pulled out of my mouth walked around and pointed his bare cock at my hole. It was at that point I changed my mind, holy fuck theres no way, and I opened my mouth to tell him to stop. My words however died on my tongue when I cried out instead from the intense pain of his piercing sliding into my ass. The sensation I felt made me think of that big black bull who felt like he tore me up inside; this guy’s cock, though smaller, was on fire. I could feel his piercing acutely spreading the burning up my ass with each stroke he made before mercifully I felt his balls slap my ass as he bottomed out. He began fucking me in short fast strokes and the pain thankfully subsided to a dull ache as he built a rhythm. A part of me was screaming inside, but I knew it was far too late to go back now. I watched in morbid curiousity as his cock slid in and out of my ass, and his tattoo flexed with his thrusts. I felt his rhythm increase and I saw the same expression on his face I had seen on many men’s faces that night as they approached their climax. A rush of euphoria hit me and suddenly a sense of recklessness asended. I found myself clenching my ass despite the pain it caused. I wanted it, fuck the consequences, I wanted him to shoot his dirty seed inside me. I never felt so raw in my life, and I moaned as I felt his cock swell. My ass felt like it was on fire, his piercing tearing me up inside, but all I could think of was the load I wanted to take. “Oh fuck... oh please, cum inside me.” I moaned out. ”You want it don’t you, you want my load of HIV.” He mocked as he rammed his cock harder sending a juddering of pain from his piercing. ”Yes give it to me, I want it deep.” I couldn’t even believe what I was saying, every nerve ending was on fire, my brain was euphoric, I couldn’t even register what I was saying, I just wanted him to shoot his dirty seed in me, my whole body was tensed in anticipation. He buried his cock, I gritted my teeth against the fresh searing of pain as his piercing dug into my flesh. “Take that poz cum faggot!!” I moaned as I felt his cock erupt deep in my ass. Despite all the other loads in there, I could feel his first volley shoot into me. It seemed to burn into my bowels and I let out a startled gasp at the sensation. I stared transfixed at his biohazard tattoo on his stomach in mute horror at what was getting fucked into me; this was no video, there was no actors, this was real life, and a guy with HIV was breeding my ass. I could feel my body quiver in reaction to every thrust he made, and the sting of his poisonous cum I could still feel shooting into me. I moaned as he slowly pulled out after he finished grunting, and he squeezed his cock, milking every last drop into my ass while he withdrew. I could feel his piercing raking its way out of my ravaged asshole, and it was throbbing when it finally left. I felt a twinge of guilt and horror as my whole ass felt corrupted, and I could see blood stains were left on the white towel he used to clean himself up afterwards. He left without offering another word other than a parting “Enjoy” as he walked out the door... Two more guys emptied their loads into me by the time one was nice enough to help me off the swing. I didn’t say anything to them about that POZ load I took before, and my brain morbidly wanted more cum to somehow dilute it. I hit the showers and washed every part of my body. I could feel cum rolling down my leg and I tried to push out as much as possible. Man did my ass hurt, and I needed to go home and away from this place. I left, got into my car, and drove back towards my house and reality. It’s been a couple weeks since the bathhouse, and I actually decided to write this while taking a few days off work. Wasn’t feeling too well this morning, bit of a flu seems like…

PART 1 It was approximately two months before high school graduation that this happened, which is to say it was about two weeks after I turned 18. Not that I looked 18. I was lucky if people thought I was 16. Although I was 5' 10”, I only weighed 155 pounds, and given my baby face and short brown hair, I didn’t look like a man - yet. But it was men I wanted, that’s for sure. I was 18 and I had a car. It was time. Sure there were gay guys at my school, but I wasn’t into guys my age. I liked guys older than me, guys around 40. Men with big man cocks and big manly cum-filled balls. That’s what turned me on. Now I just needed to find such a man who happened to like me. With that in mind, within days of my birthday, I had my first profile up on a gay hook-up site. Initially I received messages from young guys who were quite like me, or at most a few years older. One or two were tempting but I held out. Besides a few blowjobs back and forth ealrier in the year, I had no experience with men. But in my mind, I was always the one sucking cock and always the one offering up his hole. I was a bottom before I even knew what a bottom was. Then one day he messaged me. He was older, 43, and definitely a top. His pictures didn’t have his face but what it showed was amazing to me. He was 6 1” but thin at 165. His graying hair was cut very short. And then I saw his dick. Magnificent isnt even a strong enough word. The pictures showed a solid eight and a half inch cock, with a nice mushroom head and a thick slightly bending upward shaft. His big balls hung down. They looked massive. Now, my balls are a nice size and I cum tons when I shoot, but I figured a guy with giant balls such as this guy sported must cum buckets. I couldn't see his face, but honestly didn't care. This guy's body was my fantasy come to life. I read thru his profile. And then I saw it: HIV status - positive. Still, I wanted to read his message and at least say thanks for messaging me. Just looking at his pictures had me so hard. It was too bad he had hiv. I couldn’t risk that. So I clicked on the message. “I love your pics. You seem like a really hot young guy. That sexy body. And hot little butt! I saw you like older guys. Hot older Top men, guys that can show you things, take you to places you haven’t been yet and that your body doesn’t know it needs yet. I’ve helped young men like you before. I’d love to meet you. And I can tell by your profile you are gonna want to meet me. I have a huge cock that loves attention and I love showing a young guys hole the attention a boy hole needs. I have exactly what you need. Don’t waste time and message me back. I want you in my bedroom.” wow, he had me rock hard. I mean rock hard. And shaking a little. This was real. This hot as hell man wanted me. And badly, it seemed. I was so scared of the hiv thing but I stared at those pics and read his message again and I didn’t know what I would do but I would find a way to keep safe. I had to meet him. With very very nervous hands, i typed back. “You are really really hot. I’m a little scared about what we can do because i am not hiv positive, but I can’t help it, like I just want to meet you and see you face to face. Your cock is so amazing. I have a car, so I can meet almost anywhere but I love with my parents, so can’t have anyone here.” And I hit send. Within minutes, his reply came thru. “Come over now. We are both horny. My address is 710 elm lane, by the new high school. Can you be here soon? So ready to meet you and have uou here.” I replied within seconds. “Be there in 20 minutes.” I tried to make sure I looked ok and ran a brush thru my hair and went out the door before I could change my mind. What was I doing? But I told myself nothing has to happen unless I want it to. And he was so sexy. And that huge cock. I was hard the short drive over there. I parked on the street and made my way towards his house. It was dark, so that made it a little easier. It was my first time just going to a guys house to hook up. I was nervous as hell but my cock was leading me. I was so horny I almost couldn’t take it. I walked up to the porch and knocked softly. The door slowly opened and I was face to face with my internet friend. His body was more amazing in person. Clad in just underwear that bulged like crazy, he was all his profile said and more. Then I looked at his face and he looked at mine and both of us had a shock. It was Mr Johnson, my 11th grade history teacher. I was shocked and embarrassed he would now reject me and still so horny, maybe even more so now. Mr Johnson a gay Top! All of this shock and me standing in the doorway lasted maybe 3 seconds. And then he gestured for me to come in and I did. My cock was like steel and I was determined to go further, though I didn’t know where. I just knew two things: mr Johnson was my perfect gay man standing in front of me and I had to be carful and not forget he had hiv. I felt his hand on my lower back as he guided me inti the house. The sound of the door jarred me from my thoughts. This was happening. This was really happening.

It was unexpected – I’ll admit that right up front. In fact, I wasn’t even planning or looking to get laid that day. I was 20 years old and taking a summer class, so I stayed at my college for the first part of the summer. The college was located in a small town, mostly bars and mom-and-pop stores with homes built in the mid 1990s. When the college emptied out for the summer, so did the town. In fact, several of the bars closed for the season due to lack of business. It was a weekday afternoon. I was done with my class and decided to walk the mile and a half to the convenience store to grab a few things for my dorm room. It was an unusually warm day, so I pealed off my shirt, walking in just my shorts and flip flops. The sun felt awesome and, to be honest, I was feeling kinda sexy. I wasn’t thinking rationally — I know gingers are supposed to avoid the direct sun, but I didn’t care. I didn’t usually strut around shirtless in public, but the heat demanded it, and it felt good to do so. I wanted to feel free and sexy. Not that there were many people around to see. I was walking past the row of college bars. Things were pretty dead this afternoon. I saw one of the staples of Bar Row was open, The Pit. I’d been in there just a few times. It was more of a Townie bar, though the college students would certainly go in on weekends. The front of the bar was open to the street, and most of the seating was at the bar itself. I saw a few people sitting there drinking. One guy caught my attention. He was wearing jeans and a shirt with sneaker; his clothes had some paint stains on them. He had a mop of dirty blonde hair under a baseball cap. I think his name was Henry, and I’d met him a few months earlier through a friend of mine. Henry was a Townie, and he’d fucked my friend Jared during the school year. He saw me on the sidewalk and waved, then motioned me to come up to the bar. I hesitated. He motioned again, and I took a few tentative steps, not sure about going into the bar. Did I need to put on my shirt? What if they wanted ID? “How’s it going?” He asked as I got closer. “Good. Just walking down to the store.” “You’re Jeremy, right?” “Yeah. You’re Henry, right?” He grinned. “So you remembered me? I didn’t expect that.” He motioned to the bartender. “He needs a beer.” I froze, figuring this was where I got tossed out. “What are you drinking?” I answered and an icy bottle appeared in front of me. Henry pushed the little pile of dollar bills closer to the edge of the bar, and the bartender took some out of it. Seems any paying customer is welcome on a slow day. Henry and I made some idle chat while sharing a beer. Then he ordered us a pitcher. Henry wasn’t a great conversationalist. He was a local painter, never been to college, and had lived most of his life in this area. He didn’t travel much, except down to Key West a couple of times to “check things out.” He did talk about some resorts he went to that “were really hot and a lot of fun.” He was giving off subtle signs he was interested. Hr brought up my friend Jared, who had introduced us. “Jared’s a lot of fun once he relaxes,” Henry said grinning. “You two ever play together?” The question caught me off guard. I didn’t even talk about what I do sexually with someone else. I felt awkward and exposed by the question. I probably blushed. “We’ve played around a bit.” Henry grinned. “Probably not the way I’ve played with him. I think Jared learned a few new things.” That sent a thrill though me. Jared and I had had sex several times, usually after being out on the weekend. But we’d also shared a couple intentional nights where we explored together. He’d been the first person to fuck me. Only a couple guys had done it since. There was something about Henry that Jared had tried to tell me about. I knew they’d had sex a few times while I was dating someone briefly. Something about it had surprised Jared, and kind of bothered him, but he wouldn’t say what it was. “Did Jared tell you I am poz?” I froze for a moment. “No. He didn’t.” “Ah. I thought he might have. It spooked him at first, even left my apartment the first time I told him. But he came back. Once you get past all the stories about it, you realize you can still have a lot of fun.” I didn’t answer, unsure what to say. I’d always been told to avoid it, not to hook up with someone who was poz, that condoms were essential for sex, even when giving a blow job. I’d tried using them for a blow job, and it was totally awful — I decided it was worth the risks to suck a bare cock. At one point Henry slid off his stool to go the restroom, running his hand across my abs as he did so. I didn’t pull away. He was probably twice my age, but something about this was alluring. I’d never been in this situation before, and there was something about it that made me tingle. I also had to pee, so I took the opportunity to follow him toward the restroom. It was a dingy, smelly trough in the basement. Henry was standing there finishing up, shaking his dick vigorously. He looked over at me and grinned. He shook it again, letting me see the head. I was definitely feeling the beers and just stared at his cock as I stood at the trough and pulled out my own. “You like what you see?” He asked. I hesitated. What do I say? This isn’t how I’ve met guys in the past. Sure I’d snuck peeks at guys dicks at the urinal before, but never so obviously, and no one had ever asked me that question in the bathroom. “It’s okay, college boy. You should like it.” Henry stepped closer, and my hand automatically reached out to feel his dick. It was semi hard. A thrill went right through my body. The door creaked and Henry stepped away immediately. Another guy walked in, loudly proclaiming his need to pee. Henry zipped up and walked out as I struggled to hide my hardon. It took me a minute before I could pee with it. When I went back to the bar, he was back having his beer. “Finish your beer and then we’ll move on?” He suggested. “I have some beers at my place.” My heard starting racing. He wanted to take me back to his place. I wasn’t naïve or stupid. I knew what this was. My cock was hard again. I hadn’t had sex in weeks and was feeling super horny. Henry had fucked Jared a bunch of times — he must be good if Jared kept going back. And now I wondered how soon Jared had known Henry was poz. It made be nervous knowing that, and I should probably say “no thanks.” But I couldn’t muster those words. Standing there in just my shorts and flip flops, shirt tucked into my shorts, I wanted to see what would happen. His hands reached up under the leg of my shorts and started caressing the inside of my thigh. I got super nervous that the bartender would notice, but no one was watching us. “Did Jared tell you I have a thing for gingers? I’d asked him about you a few times.” I didn’t know either of those things. “Let’s get going, college boy. I have something I’ve been wanting to give you for awhile.” [If you’re enjoying the start of the story, let me know. You can simply click the blue heart to inspire the story.]

I was horny af and started talking to this guy on Grindr that I haven’t been able to hook up with. I decided to take some time off work to cheat since both our schedules worked out and he could host. Both of us are married, which makes it much hotter. We spent the after noon fucking, sucking, and just playing with each other. He swallowed my cum and I swallowed his. We decided to continue hooking up and making it a fwb type deal. On the drive home, I was horny af, although I knew I wouldn’t be able to cum again. I stopped by a local mall to kill some time before I had to be at an appointment. Hopped on Grindr since I didn’t get a load in my ass from my previous buddy. I got hit up by this hot, hairy Latino man. He was in a department store bathroom so I hesitated a bit, since it’s risky. I figured wtf and decided to go. No one was in the bathroom but him. I went to the handicapped stall, knocked, and he open the door to let me in. He was jerking off and had a bunch of precum on his uncut dick. I quickly got on my knees to suck it. His pubes were awesome. So think and musky. He pushed my mouth so hard on his dick and he was balls deep in me in no time. I choked a bit and that’s when someone walked in to use the urinal. The way the bathroom is designed he would be unable to see or know we were in there. We were quiet until we heard him leave. Once he did, I got back down to blowing my hot Latino man. He started to reach for my pants and started to play with my hole. I knew what he wanted. He told me to pull them down and I did. I was still lubed up from my buddy so his dick slid in easily. We’ve talked before but never hooked up since he’s always wanted bathroom play and I’ve been too nervous. But goddamn his dick felt good and I’m not saying no to him ever again. He kept fucking me, and he finally told me he was gonna cum and asked where I wanted it. I told him to breed me and he pumped what had to be at least 8 shots of cum into my loose, slutty hole. When he pulled out, I started to pull up my pants but someone came in and sat down in the stall next to us. He started to take a huge dump and I pulled my pants up quietly, left the stall, and took on look back at my sexy man naked before closing the door. I went on to my appointment, then went home to my husband who was none the wiser.

Posted earlier in this thread.. I still jerk off remembering it!

Just come back from a week in the US. First city was Washington. I have put an advert out on BBRT, a young black guy answers and says he is interested. We chat a bit, and agree to meet in my hotel. I meet him in the lobby, he has a sports bag and 2 large bags with him. Going up in the lift I comment on the bags. He admits that he is currently couch surfing. Big alarm bells are going off in my head. We are at my room at this point. We go in strip, he takes my poppers, big hit, and promtly eats my arse for ages, and then breeds me. Not the best fuck I have ever had, but not half bad one either. He cums quickly, so I offer him a shower. Now he goes in there and must have been a good 15 minutes at least. Comes out and takes 10 more minutes to get dressed. I wanted out as I had things I needed to do. But apart from the time taken to clean up, he was charming. Said he was hoping to find something soon. If I had known he was homeless before. I would not have met him, but whilst I think there were some issues there, he got upset that whe n he gave his name, I did not immediately give mine, he was a nice guy. I really hope he has got himself some place to live.

Be SURE to send that quote to the Speaker of the House (on his phone, so the kid can enjoy it too).

yeah .... riiiiight ...... What's more probable is, he's doing the same, and it's you that hasn't noticed. However, if your other half really is that thick, please mention that I happen to own a bridge over to Brooklyn, and I'll gladly sell it to him. I'll even give you nice cut too; currency on the barrel head only, of course.

Most disgusting was a public toilet/urial at a truck stop a buddy of mine took me to cruise. Stank of old piss, the foul smelling kind. The floor was filthy god knows what. It did turn me on eventually. And had a good time.

What we're seeing now is much like what we saw in the late winter/early spring of 2016, when one by one, candidates dropped out and support for Trump consolidated. The only difference this time is there's a slightly larger "Anyone But Trump" contingent out there, but I don't think anyone believes it's enough to tilt the Republican primary base away from Trump. They're all either auditioning for VP or to be the "fall back" in case Trump is convicted in one or more of these cases and finds his support starts to crater. I agree that Haley probably is the Ted Cruz of 2024, the alternate candidate with the most staying power. Even if otherwise she and RamaLamaDingDong were evenly matched, straight white Republican Christianist men will cut her more slack than they will Vivek, because there's a long tradition of them lusting after "exotic" women, and for at least some, they'll transfer that lust toward political support. But Nimarata and Vivek are not evenly matched; as noted, she's got experience in government, both as a governor and a state legislator, plus her experience as UN ambassador. That doesn't make her qualified to be, or even desirable as, president, but at least she's not the joke that Vivek or Mango Mussolini are. But she's still got a huge uphill battle; she's got to be the "anti-Trump" without sparking too many questions about how she managed to stomach working for Trump if he's as bad a choice as she says; and if he's not as bad as the Democrats say, why is she opposing his return to office?

Shit... don't know what I do first... Get the cum in those condoms or at least one in my ass for lube and then shove my ass on that hot cock. When he unloaded deep in my ass, I would put the remainder of the cum in those rubbers into my ass, hoping there would be another cock appearing through the hole...

RECAP Taking a deep breath, Frank propped himself up on his elbow and wryly asked, "So, was that the first poz load you've taken, youngin'?” a smile in his eyes and on his lips. I looked deeply and directly into his eyes and began to shake my head yes to his question. Without saying a word, we both knew that it would not be the only poz load that Frank would put in my ass. There would be numerous poz loads, and I would willingly accept them deep, deep inside me. And, I would accept numerous poz loads from Dave, too. What was I doing? How could I explain this to Roger? How would my boy react to what I had done? CHAPTER 2 Frank, Matt, and Dave I lay there being held by Frank. He felt so good with all that fur and demonstrative if not demanding possessiveness holding me in his arms. This was so out of my element as I was the one who held Roger in my arms. But this felt so . . . right. Frank and I talked about everything and nothing. I finally realized his voice sounded as if it were a mix of Sam Elliott and Randy Travis. It was also very hypnotic and held me spellbound. Each word registered in my brain but also echoed over and over and over drawing me closer to him as I became bewitched. As all of this idle chat took place, Frank almost imperceptible began to reposition himself closer and closer and then moving himself so that he was behind me. He began kissing my cheeks and ears and nuzzling them. I felt his hairy legs push my legs outward and settle his legs between mine. I felt his superb fur pelt deliciously scratching my back. His hands roamed over my sides until he reached my hips and then returned up my sides. I felt his hands push down on the mattress lifting his torso up off my body. His right hand lifted off the mattress and I felt him trying to guide once again his fully engorged poisoned cock to my hole. Without hesitation I reached back quickly grabbing my ass cheeks and pulled them as far apart as I could thus allowing Frank to lower his pre-cum dripping piss slit to my hole. He smeared his copious pre-cum on and around my hole, then, finding the center began to push inside me. Once more I felt Frank’s scorpion stinger cock slid into my tight ass causing me considerable pain. I closed my eyes slightly as I moaned hungrily and urgently for Frank to drive all of his poison delivering cock into me as deep as he could. I needed him inside me again. The pre-cum could help with only so much of his cock but the rest was dry going in me. I tightened my sphincter instinctively, attempted to ball my hands into tight fists as I pulled my ass cheeks wide apart, closed my eyes tightly, and grimaced as my body muscles contracted. I was thinking of what was about to happen: Frank was once again going to fuck me and deposit a large dose of tainted ball nectar deep inside me and I so desperately needed him to do that. “Now, now,” Frank cooed into my ear. “This is for you. This is so that you can be my boy and take all the lethal doses of poz cum from me. You know you want it. You know you do because you willingly came to my home after toying with me at the gym during our work out. You watched me take off my clothes on the way to my bedroom. You asked to use a bathroom and willingly entered my bedroom. You saw me stop walking and turn to face you totally naked. You did not turn away or even stop. You walked up to me and let me put my arms around you as you put yours around me. You know you want my poz cum in you. It’s the only way you can be my boy. You know you want this. You know you want to be my boy. You know you want to be my poz boy with a scorpion of your own.” I heard all of this said over and over and over as the words echoed in my head and began to attach to my storage. As Frank kept up his hypnotic cooing, my body began to relax as best as it could. My grimaced facial look lessened to one of acceptable pain. I opened my fingers and reached forward grabbing the bedding. Though pressed down by Frank’s body I did my best to raise upwards with my ass giving absolute no revocable total consent. After a couple attempts, I gritted my teeth and made a greater attempt at pushing backwards to accept more of Frank’s gargantuan poison stinger into my ass. “THAT’S MY BOY!” I heard Frank hiss into my ear. “Yes, that’s my boy for sure now. You know you are mine and will always be mine now. Let’s get another load of this stinger juice in you and then prime you for the actual physical acceptance.” And Frank began to shove fully into my ass until he met some resistance but not for long. Frank groaned and moaned with gritted teeth I could tell until I felt a “pop” inside me and the last four inches of Frank’s now fully inflated leviathan cock slid deep, deep inside me. I was going to be Frank’s boy for sure. I reveled and rejoiced in that thought. Frank held himself still. I felt sweat from his body running onto mine. Frank flexed his cock a few times sending waves of elation and excitement through me. My body shook with deep anticipation of what was to come and what I was to become. My breathing was aroused as was I. I looked forward to the ultimate outcome which I knew would happen. I had no doubt of Frank’s ability to infect me. “You are going to be my boy after I am through with you today. You want that; I know. Are you ready?” he asked me quietly as he tenderly kissed my ear. I shook my head instantly and whispered, “Yes, I want to be your boy. Make me your boy. Make me just like you. Please.” Frank began fucking me like a wild man. He fucked me lying flat on the bed. He fucked me on all fours as he held my hips in his strong daddy hands. He fucked me standing on the floor as I was bent over lying on the bed. He fucked me with him standing up and with me bent over. He fucked me holding on to the shower wall as I had one foot on the side of the tub. He fucked me on my back on the bed. He fucked me pushed against a wall. He fucked me on my shoulders with my legs pushed over and my ass aimed at the ceiling. Frank was a crazy man fucking me and priming me for what was to happen. At first the pain was almost unbearable but I endured it willingly and with purpose. It was in this position that Frank yanked his now severely swollen cock from my ass, grabbed me with his mighty hands, and flipped my body around nearly slamming me down onto the floor on my knees. He reached up and shoved my shoulders to the floor and drove his super bloated poison cock deep inside me and began discharging his second toxic cum load into me deeper than his first. He roared loudly as salvo after salvo spewed into my ass. I felt every round of poison cum that was making me Frank’s boy. Frank had edged himself taking longer and longer times to fuck me in each of the positions he had used. I realized he was making sure to build up a large load of his HIV positive cum to have the greatest likelihood that I would convert on this fuck from him. My body began to tremor with anticipation and rejoicing of being like my new dad. Thoughts of Roger were no where to be found. As Frank’s spewing began to ebb, I slowly slid my front down onto the floor as Frank followed lying on top of me. We both were cooing and gently moaning satisfaction. I grabbed Frank’s wrists and wrapped them around me using them as a pillow. Frank nuzzled my neck and occasionally licked my ear or blew into it. He also ground his cock inside me as I did my best to push my ass upwards showing acceptance and gratitude. I was where I belonged. We at long last settled ourselves and quietly reveled in our deed. “Well, that was one helluva ending,” a deep voice said. “Looks like you might have yourself a boy, Frank. Didn’t seem to object to what you did.” “Dave, you always have perfect timing,” Frank rumbled deeply. “We were discussing the implications of the loss of the sugar cane crop in Haiti this year for your information. I was merely demonstrating how plunging prices could affect the world economies.” Frank began a slow withdrawal from his complete occupation of my ass. When his cock finally exited my sphincter, he slowly stood up. I stayed on the floor for a moment but rose quickly looking at Dave. I wasn’t embarrassed or ashamed. I wasn’t concerned about any jealousy once I saw Dave’s face. One look told me I was on safe ground. I grinned sheepishly then turned to the bed and climbed on it lying down so that the towel once more pushed my ass slightly upwards: lesson learned. Dave’s voice rumbled saying, “This . . . is the daddy . . . to that boy . . . who usually is with him at the gym? You going to let him keep that boy, Frank?” “I don’t know yet,” Frank replied quietly. I lay on my stomach hearing but saying nothing. I was the subject of the conversation but was not involved in it. I somehow knew that lesson also. My daddy was speaking with someone else. I may be a part of the topic of conversation but I was not in the conversation. “Is he private property?” Dave whispered. “Not from you,” Frank rumbled. “You know that.” At that pronouncement, I looked up at Frank who was looking at me. He smiled at me. I smiled back then turned my face to Dave. I raised my chest up from the bed and positioned myself on all fours spreading my knees sufficiently wide. I turned my head once more to Dave and smiled broadly. I mentally knew there was a connection between the two but I didn’t know what it was. I didn’t need to know. All I needed to know was I had a daddy, Frank, who had just given permission to Dave to fuck me. I was going to make my daddy proud of me. Dave once more looked at Frank and began quickly stripping out of his clothes. He was covered with hair but not as thick or as magnificent as Frank’s body hair. His cock was uncut, too, but a little smaller. Not by much mind you. He walked to the bed and climbed on behind me. I turned my head facing forward and began an ultra low moan. I realized later it was a mating call and signaling I was accepting of him. I had no choice since daddy had approved of it. And it was about pleasing daddy. I felt Dave position himself behind me. He told me to push out some of Frank’s cum which I did. He rubbed it all over the opening of my ass and no doubt covered the head of his cock. I closed my eyes and dreamily “saw” what was happening. I knew that Dave, too, was going to fuck me and deposit a load of HIV infected cum inside me. My body shuddered with excitement and the prospect of that. The pressure increased and soon Dave’s uncut cock slipped through and into my ass past my sphincter peeling back the mighty hood that I had seen. I swooned at the sensation. I felt every inch of his mighty seed giving tube slid inside me until his bushy crotch hairs were crushed by his pelvis against my cheeks. I gave out a loving coo and laid my head down onto the mattress. I heard Dave coo also at what his cock was feeling. But that was not to last very long. Dave grabbed my hips with his strong hands and began to fuck me slowly. He would pull all the way out to the head of his dick, hold his cock there, then, slam hard back inside me always hitting my prostate. Each time my head jerked upward for a bit. I knew this was a deliberate and brutal fuck he was giving me. I didn’t know why. I didn’t care. He wanted it this way. After about the fifth fuck slam, I grunted. Each time after that I grunted Dave began his own grunt sound. We each were enjoying what was happening. I turned my head as it lay on the mattress and looked at my daddy and smiled. He broadly smiled back at me. I could tell he was so proud that I had so readily accepted Dave in my ass. I got a shiver seeing him look at me with such a glow on his face of pure elation of what he was seeing. He stood there by the bed stroking his mighty phallus that commanded me now. With each stroke, pre-cum oozed out of his piss slit and was coating the end. The piss slit area was covered with a thick shiny coat of his pre-cum so much so that suddenly a large glob stretched out from the weight and finally dropped to the floor. In a flash, Dave stretched over my back grabbing my shoulders and pulled them upwards raising me off the bed as he slammed a final time deep, deep inside me. He roared loudly as I felt his cock begin to swell and spew his own venom saturated semen into my ass. Instinctively, my sphincter began spasming accepting this delivery of toxicant. My body shook as I began laughing giddily at how free and euphoric I felt now. I leaned backward until I felt Dave’s hairy chest rub my back. I reached my hands behind him and gently pulled him closer. I welcomed his entire brew into me. Daddy wanted that and so did I. Dave wrapped his arms around my chest and leaned forward kissing all over my back. Once his delivery had been completed, he pushed me gently forward as he pulled slowly and gently his cock from my now well used ass. He slipped off the bed coming to my face and kissing me deeply. As Dave kissed me deeply, daddy slipped up on the bed once again and I felt him positioning himself behind me. I quickly adjusted my position and he slipped quickly and easily into me where I felt him unleash another load of his toxic cum. All I could do was groan deeply my acceptance and thanks to him. I found myself once more on my stomach with the rolled towel beneath me listening to my daddy and Dave talk. It was about me of course but it also was about them and how I would be incorporated. They were a couple which didn’t surprise me. They were very open in their discussion with no argument at all. At the end of the discussion, they were agreed that I was to be Frank’s boy but that Dave had use of me as well. As for my “boy”, Roger, Frank and Dave both agreed that I should not be able to keep him. As they discussed the topic, I said nothing and discovered I had no objection to losing Roger. I felt a tinge of guilt but this was about pleasing my daddy . . . and Dave. Frank would approach Roger at the gym at the end of a work out session taking him back to his place to lay out everything. Then, they both turned to me signaling everything had been settled. I cleared my throat and stammered out a new twist. I suggested that they work on Roger to see if he would become Dave’s boy. It was a huge risk with them being HIV positive. And since they were and I was most likely on my way to being positive, that would be the biggest obstruction. But, I had overcome that same obstacle. Why wouldn’t Roger? CHAPTER 3 Roger, Charlie The flight from New York to Chicago was only two hours. But, the two hours were just the beginning that would inject in more ways than one new dimensions into Roger’s life. Roger was on edge as he sat in his seat and buckled himself in. He had hated getting up so early for this flight. He was now having to contend with his ass spasming and reminding him that he had not received his morning load of cum and his ass was demanding to know why. It was miserable having to sit for two hours. He knew he would have to go to the head and at least finger himself to quiet his ass’ demand. But even that would only be a short temporary fix. Roger knew he would have to have more. He shivered at the thought and anticipation. He had been through this before. Not often did his company send him to Chicago but when it had he found himself in desperate need with Matt so far away. He had never told Matt of his indiscretions. Roger just couldn’t tell him how unfaithful he had been. He had hooked up with other men to satisfy his deep carnal lust. Roger simply could not go without being fucked. Even in New York Roger had held out as long as he could but he eventually had found himself back at one of the bath houses where he would spend a few hours taking on one man after another until he was so tired he could barely make it back home. Roger was roused out of his deep thoughts by his seat mate who sat down with a plop and snapped his belt together. He turned to Roger and smiled. Roger’s heart skipped a beat. He caught himself staring with so much lust at the man seated next to him. He was Matt’s height at least, probably about the same weight, mid forties, naturally tanned skin, short black hair that cascaded down his sideburns and covered his face. His eyes were the deepest brown and sparkled. His teeth were perfectly white. His laryngeal prominence was very noticeable and Roger found fascinating when he spoke. His voice was deep and dark, yet quiet and very hypnotic. His flying mate introduced himself as Charlie. Roger shared his own name. They chatted about being sent to Chicago for work. Each went infrequently and dreaded it but it was work. They discovered they were both going for a week and staying at the same hotel: Palmer House. Their chat amicably came to an end when Charlie announced he needed a quick nap. Roger took out some papers and began reviewing them. Roger made notes as he went through each paragraph, chart, and notation. As he was coming to the end he got bored and began twiddling his pen between his index and middle finger. He didn’t pay any attention to what he was doing but soon found his pen took a short flight landing point up in the triangle of crotch and two upper thighs of his seat mate. He stared now at his pen and could see a large overly stretched fabric area on a left leg. The whole area seemed to be breathing slightly. Roger stared as his ass had a major puckering spasm. Charlie shifted in his seat setting himself fully upright and turned to Roger smiling and told him that it was quite alright to retrieve his pen. Roger just stared at Charlie. Their eyes stared deeply into each other. Charlie’s face then darkened and Roger saw flames in Charlie’s eyes as he rumbled out, “Do it, now.” Roger in slow motion moved his hand to the pen slowly extracting it and pulled it back to him. Charlie then smiled and rumbled, “That didn’t hurt.” Roger slightly shook his head no. Charlie kept smiling and moved his head slightly closer to Roger and in a reverberating voice told Roger that he knew of something that could hurt. He looked down at his pant leg with Roger’s head turning to look as well. They both saw that the large overly stretched fabric of Charlie’s pant leg was even larger and most decidedly pulsing. Charlie sat back in his seat as Roger became flustered. He eventually packed up his papers and sat quietly for the rest of the trip. Charlie took charge when the plane landed. He told Roger to follow him. They retrieved their luggage and took a cab to the hotel. At registration Charlie told the desk clerk that there had been a change in plans. He wanted an executive double room with double beds instead and that Roger’s room was to be canceled. The clerk did what Charlie had ordered and the two were soon in their shared suite. Charlie set about unpacking as did Roger. As Roger was finishing, Charlie grabbed up a small bag and went in the bathroom where Roger heard some sounds. Charlie called out to Roger to call his work and to check in with them and to see if he was needed today. Roger complied telling Charlie that it was okay for him to go in tomorrow morning. Finishing in the bathroom, Charlie came out announcing he was going to call his work and for Roger to strip and go use the shower. Charlie told his Chicago office he would be in Tuesday and that the group he was meeting should be ready to go as soon as he got there at nine. Roger had stripped and went in the bathroom finding that a sure shot had been installed. There was only one purpose for such and Roger went to work immediately. Roger came out of the bathroom and looked at Charlie hesitantly. Charlie looked up, turned and walked to an armless chair and sat down. He motioned for Roger to approach and to sit. When Roger neared Charlie, Charlie quietly told Roger to sit on his lap facing him. Charlie looked into Roger’s eyes for a few seconds then quietly told him that he knew all about him from other men. But, Roger was to tell Charlie everything about his other half and an absolute detail of how Roger was not monogamous and how he cheated, where he cheated, and with whom he cheated. Roger gave a little gasp that Charlie knew so much about him. His eyes reflected his fear. Charlie took his big hands and began stroking Roger’s body all over calming him. Roger stammered a few times then began pouring out all about Matt and his relationship. He told Charlie everything. Roger could not stop talking until every last sordid detail had been unfolded. Charlie smiled at him and told him that wasn’t so bad or difficult to do. He told Roger that for this week he didn’t have to be concerned about the lack of sex as Charlie would see to that. He told Roger to get up and go get on all fours on the bed which Roger did. Charlie stood and stripped. He quietly walked up to Roger, leaned down and spit on his ass opening a good half dozen times. Charlie then moved closer to Roger and lined his destructive fat cock head at the opening. Charlie stretched over Roger grasping his shoulders and whispered, “Not . . . one . . . single . . . sound.” He waited a few seconds and drove his uncut nine and a half inches fully into Roger’s ass. Immediately Roger went into frantic mode and tried to escape which he didn’t do since Charlie had him in a death grip. The pain was the worst that Roger had ever felt. After a few minutes of failing to escape, Roger gave up accepting his position while his body jerked and shook. It was almost five minutes before Roger settled down and the pain had finally stopped. Charlie’s zero gauge PA and his eight-step Frenum Ladder had caused a great deal of the pain; Roger would eventually get used to the piercings. Charlie whispered to Roger he was a good boy now and would reap his reward. Charlie began to pound Roger’s ass hard and deep. He slammed into Roger banging against his prostate with each stroke. His PA scraped along the walls and punched through Roger’s second opening. The steps on the Frenum Ladder scraped along the sphincter and inside causing a combination of pain and pleasure. Charlie fucked Roger non-stop for over ten minutes. Then, Charlie began panting heavily and upped the speed of his piston strokes jarring Roger almost senseless. He had never been fucked like this before. Roger wasn’t capable of thinking by this time. He merely accepted his position. He realized that he was Charlie’s cum dump boy. All feelings melted away as that single thought spread throughout his brain. The fact that he wanted to be Charlie’s cum dump boy was then set in concrete in Roger’s brain. As that thought became permanent, Charlie roared out and slammed a final time as deep as he could shove his bloated, slime-covered, bloody nine and a half inch uncut cock into Roger. Huge globs of HIV infected cum erupted out of his piss slit and spread out everywhere inside Roger coating everything. More and more of this poisonous gooey liquid erupted from Charlie and into Roger. It went on and on and on. Roger would learn a new vocabulary word from Charlie: hyperspermia. Slowly the salvos of cum abated and those that did occur were smaller amounts. Finally, Charlie began very slowly pulling his softened monster from Roger’s ass. Charlie quickly flipped Roger down onto two pillows which he had stuffed below Roger’s crotch. Charlie told him to stay there. Charlie lay down beside Roger moving closely and began stroking him with his big hands. Nothing more needed to be said. For the moment both men were sated. Blue copy needs to be rewritten into third person; as it is now in first person Charlie finally looked at his watch and got up off the bed telling Roger to get up and dress. They went downstairs and got a cab which drove north until they reached their destination at 5015 North Clark. Charlie led Roger into the lobby where he met Ricky who had Roger to complete a membership card. Charlie paid Ricky; the two grabbed their towels and keys, and entered the bath house. Charlie and Roger undressed stuffing their clothes into the locker. Charlie gave Roger a quick tour of the basement, first floor, and then second floor. Here Charlie opened the door to room 70 dropping a bag onto the bed. Charlie motioned Roger to the bed. He got on the bed on his knees undraping his towel. Roger watched as Charlie pulled from the bag a bottle of lube, a jar of Elbow Grease, several bottles of poppers, a metal device which was a speculum, a small spoon, a cock-shaped black dildo, and several items Roger couldn’t quite see. These were spread out on a “nightstand”. Charlie told Roger to bend so that his chest was on the bed. Roger heard Charlie untwisting a cap and waited for what would happen next. Charlie spread some thick lube on Roger’s hole (no doubt Elbow Grease). Charlie then proceeded to insert something very hard and felt like metal. He was very slow and kept adding dollops of the lube to the metal he was pushing inside my ass. To be truthful of course, there was a lot of discomfort. But Charlie kept it up until he had the speculum inserted and then slowly opened it. He hummed a bit and said Roger’s rectum looked like it had had some cum in it. He laughed and Roger chuckled and smiled giddily. Roger felt and heard a metal tapping at his ass. He learned later Charlie was dropping Elbow Grease into his ass. Charlie reversed and removed the speculum and slowly slid his giant poison snake in him. It felt so excellent. Charlie gave Roger only a couple of pumps before pulling out, slapping Roger’s ass, and telling him to get up. Charlie said that they were going out to get Roger’s ass fucked. He caught his breath as his body jumped at what Charlie had said. Roger was so excited as he had never been in my life. The duo left the room and slowly made their way once more through all three floors. Charlie spoke to a few men, nodded at others, and ignored others. He had his towel wrapped around his neck while he made Roger follow him with his towel around his waist and the back of his towel tucked into the waist so that his ass could be seen. They made it back to the third floor and went into the stage room area. Several men were standing around. Charlie stopped and viewed all of them. He reached back to Roger grabbing his hand and pulled him forward with him to the chest-high wall. He put Roger’s hands on the top as he positioned Roger and pulled his towel off. He tossed both towels over the wall. He pulled Roger’s hips backward slightly then told him to spread his cheeks. He obeyed. Charlie slowly pushed his hardened, poison, snake-tatted cock—which Roger had finally seen—into his ass. Charlie returned Roger’s hands to the wall as he began slow fucking. Roger kept his eyes looking straight ahead but did steal a few looks as men began gathering around the two watching Charlie’s bare cock slide in and out of Roger’s ass. Roger could sense that Charlie was focused on watching his bare cock entering and exiting Roger’s ass. He was such an exhibitionist or at least Roger believed it. He fucked Roger for a long time. Roger then heard Charlie quietly ask someone if he liked what he saw. The guy said of course he did. Charlie pulled out of Roger’s ass, patted him on the rump, and stepped away. A man whom Roger had not seen and did not know was going to fuck him now. Instinctively, Roger reached back and pulled open his cheeks. He felt the tip of this unknown man’s cock at his hole and let go of his cheeks grabbing the wall once again. The man slammed into his ass full force jarring Roger. He proceeded to pound Roger who made small adjustments in his position to accommodate the onslaught. His cock wasn’t as big as Charlie’s but it was filling Roger well enough. Roger swooned at the thought of an unknown man fucking him as was happening. Roger felt so free and alive since Charlie had approved of this unknown man fucking his ass. Why wouldn’t Charlie approve? Roger’s ass belonged to him now. He began to moan his contentment and enjoyment so as to encourage his unknown fucker. Then, the unknown man began an intense hammering of Roger’s hole. Roger grabbed tightly the wall in front of him and held on as the unknown man made a final slam deep, deep inside Roger holding himself with a vise-like grip on his prey’s hips. Roger could feel his body quiver as he jet sprayed his cum deep inside Roger. Both the unknown man and Roger were breathing heavily. Eventually his cock slid out of Roger’s ass and a feeling of wetness run out of his hole, down his taint then balls, and eventually pool on his sac where it dripped slowly onto the floor. Somehow Roger knew not to move from the site. Another man stepped up behind him and without any assistance from Roger rammed his cock inside him and began sawing. This was a no nonsense fuck. It was direct and Roger was merely a meaty hole that was going to masturbate this man’s cock and let him unleash his ball nectar into him. It did not take long and soon he grabbed Roger around his chest and groaned loudly as he could feel this second man’s body jerking and thrashing as he emptied his juices into Roger. He yanked his cock out of Roger’s ass pulling a torrent of liquid which ended up on the floor eventually. He walked away taking deep breaths and moaning and groaning and telling everyone what a good piece of ass he had just had. Roger beamed with pride and hoped that Charlie was pleased. Three more men took their turns in Roger’s ass depositing their sperm in him. One was very rough and had a long cock that speared him deeply. If it had not been for Charlie busting through his second opening earlier, this man would have done serious damage. But Charlie had prepared Roger for him. Roger was so relaxed during all of this. It was so natural feeling. Whenever possible Roger looked at Charlie for approval and got it in many ways. It was very obvious that Charlie got very turned on by watching Roger getting fucked and Roger very much got turned on watching Charlie watch him. Roger marveled at how much his snake-tattooed cock leaked pre-cum. The thought of the snake-tattooed cock how it filled Roger’s ass full of toxic cum excited Roger to no end. Charlie grabbed Roger with one of his big hands leading him away to their room. He had Roger to kneel on the bed inserting the speculum in his ass spreading it wide. Charlie told Roger his ass was so full of cum and that he had never seen so much in one whore. Roger shivered with joy, excitement, and pride. Roger had never had anyone who was so encouraging for him to get fucked as Charlie. He then closed the arms of the speculum and replaced it with the cock-shaped black dildo. It slid easily inside Roger’s ass and was quickly seated comfortably. They then lay on the bed. Roger backed himself up to Charlie as he wrapped his big arms around Roger who sighed contentedly. Roger felt Charlie’s breath on his back. His magical voice asked how Roger felt and if he was going to be equally as good for the whole week. Naturally Roger told him he would be and do whatever he wanted him to do. He was pleased with that and gently played with Roger’s cock but for only a brief time. Things turned more serious then. Charlie began talking and reminding Roger of Matt and their “monogamous” relationship. He kept talking about Matt, the years we had been together, and how Roger had cheated on him. Charlie kept up the quiet hypnotic talk repeating everything. He then added how Roger was his boy for the week and that he would be treated like he needed to be treated: like a whorish cum dump. He would be Charlie’s boy who was a boy who had two holes to service all men of Charlie’s choosing. Roger would refuse no cock or cum. Charlie’s voice was as if it were on an endless hypnotic loop going from one topic to another drilling it into Roger’s head where he kept processing what Charlie was telling him. Charlie started adding that Roger needed to be free to be a whore for a man who appreciated a whore. He pointed out that he definitely appreciated and enjoyed watching Roger being a whore. The first time he mentioned this, Roger’s body tingled with excitement and pride. He thought deeply about this point now and especially about being free to be a whore. Of course Charlie eventually brought up that being a cum dump whore for any cock that there were consequences that would have to be paid. He hit Roger between the eyes with a direct statement that he might now be on his way to being HIV positive. Roger had now taken six cum loads in his ass. Did he know if any of them were HIV positive? Roger was shocked. He didn’t know. He sort of panicked and Charlie could tell he was upset. He tightened his hold on Roger and told him to relax. He told me that if he were now infected that would only make it more possible for Roger to be free to be the whore that he needed to be. Charlie kept saying this over and over and over until the lesson was drilled into Roger’s brain. Charlie’s words were beginning to be accepted as law. It wouldn’t be so bad if Roger were HIV positive. Yes, he could easily and readily get fucked by any man at any time. This pepped him up and he moaned pleasantly and backed up to the beautiful furry chest behind him. Roger felt Charlie disengaging himself and getting out off the bed. He turned up the light and returned to the bed. He held out his hand to Roger. He told Roger to look at his cock closely. He told him to look closely at the snake tattoo he had and to follow it to its source. Roger picked up Charlie’s cock and looked at the snake that was tattooed on his cock. The mouth of the snake was open and it looked as if the snake was swallowing his cock. The snake’s body was in fact almost the entire cock of Charlie. It wound its body through the thick black crotch hair up and over his right hip where it dipped down and wound its way around his right thigh then crossed over its own body and went half up his right cheek across the cheek and finally down into the crevice of his buttocks. Roger was in total awe. He had failed to notice such detail. Charlie pulled Roger up to look directly into his eyes and smiled. He asked if Roger knew the significance of the snake. He did not. Charlie said if Roger had looked closely it was a black mamba or as close to one as the tattooist could get. He told him that he had met a man from Botswana who had topped Charlie for a week. The man had been HIV positive he learned months later. To commemorate his pozzing Charlie had the black mamba tattooed. His pozzing had been the result of being fucked, so, out of his ass came the snake coiling around his body and onto his cock so that it would be a warning to all who he fucked that he was HIV positive and how he had become so. Roger stood there stunned. He couldn’t believe what he had just heard. He looked at Charlie so clearly now. His PA and Frenum ladder plus his using the dildo made sense. He was working to make Roger HIV positive. Roger asked Charlie if he knew if the other men who had fucked him at the bath house were HIV. Charlie said he asked and that each of them were HIV. Roger looked at Charlie so closely. He then reached up and kissed Charlie deeply. Charlie smiled. The two climbed back onto the bed, tossed the sheet over themselves, cuddled closely, and fell asleep.

Very hot! Took a look at your Twitter site and love your hole! I would love to be so gaping for a week or so. Post event, you should show a picture of your destroyed hole and also you wearing diapers!

This was salvaged from Bugshare.net, the 'Strictly Stories' section. ****************************************************** My 18 year cousin Joey came to the city from some small town to stay with us for the summer. Yeah, I kinda knew he was gay for a while before I asked him, just from the way I saw him checking out guys when he thought nobody was watching. Nobody else noticed- I saw it though. Rudy, an older neighbor, a real sleaze, especially caught his attention. Rudy is older, about 55, drop dead sexy,a real daddy type. And a big time leather top- I've seen him in action time and time again at the baths. Barebacking is his thing, especially with the newbies who somehow wander into the baths out of curiosity. They always end up leaving with more than they bargained for- Rudy is as POZ as he is hot. He and I are pretty good friends,the two gay guys in the neighborhood. We often go out to the clubs and to the baths afterwards. He tells me hot stories of his exploits. I decided to invite Joey to come out with us one night. When I asked Rudy if it would be okay if Joey came out with us his face lit up like a Christmas tree. Joey didn't stand a chance. Rudy had seen him just yesterday in his tight jean shorts when we were washing the car and said his dick went immediately hard. Poz tops can be very determined to get what they want and almost always do. Very aggressive. The thrill of turning my naive cousin out was too exciting to resist. When I invited him and said Rudy was coming, he said,"You mean that dude next door? That hot guy? Hell yeah. I want to come!" He thought he knew it all. Like he was so mature or something. Excellent. I immediately ran down the mental checklist of things I'd needed to bring: jockstrap, check; poppers, check; blindfold, check. Booty bump, call Rico and arrange to pick one up later, as well as a joint sprinkled with tina. By the way, the blindfold is Rudy's specialty. So it looked like everything was in order and we'd have everything we'd need for the adventure on Friday. You should have seen Joey when Rudy got in the car with us Friday night. He was a little disappointed that we weren't going dancing like we had planned, but just going out "to a club" instead. The sooner we get there, the more pozzing we could do, Rudy wisely pointed out. We had already had drinks at the house- a rare treat for Joey. He was on his way. "Here, take a puff of this, Joey," Rudy said as he smiled that handsome smile and passed the laced joint to my cousin. Joey was so much in awe of the sexy older man and got so instantly high when the tina in the joint hit him like a freight train, he didn't even notice that he was the only one smoking. I smiled over to Rudy and passed him a small plastic bag containing a travel size jar of vaseline and two booty bumps. (Rico is good to his repeat clientele.) Joey was flying pretty high and barely noticed Rudy pulling down his underwear enough in his jeans to lube up his tight asshole and insert one and then another pleasure ball. Joey didn't even know where he was. Luckily we were already in the parking lot of the baths and the staff were all my friends - I did work here for six years, after all, and even after I quit I became a regular guest. My friend Brian at the door just shook his head and smiled as we helped Joey in. "At it again, eh? Take number 11- It's still kind of quiet, it's early." We wasted no time stripping Joey down and putting the jock stap on him. Such a beautiful butt, accented perfectly with the tight strap. Next, Rudy had the honor of putting the blindfold on him- Joey was so out of it, he thought it was some cool game. Rudy, meanwhile, lubed up his eight inch dick, rock hard from the viagra he takes before hitting the baths, and I held the poppers steadily under Joey's nose, closing one nostil, then the other, hearing him groan loudly and then actually yell as the big dickhead speared his tight boy pussy. "Yell all you want, Joey. You're at a bath house. You're probably turning someone on." And he was. The guy at the open door stroking his dripping dick said, "I get him next." I knew that guy. He was one of those lanky HIV+ sleazes who frequent this place. "He's all yours, man," I said with an approving nod. Joey was working his hips up and down the best he could to meet the butt fucking Rudy mercilessly plowed into him. He was so high on the tina, so horny, all that mattered was getting fucked. His dick, limp but dripping precum, let me know it overtook his body. He was just a sex pig awaiting his breeding like all the other sexpig bottoms in the bathhouse. And then, squirt after squirt of POZ cum erupted from the tip of Rudy's giant dick in the boy's asshole and I bent down to whisper in his ear, "Good boy. You're taking it like a champ! I'm proud of you!" His cumhole was so wet and dripping poz juice. It was a beautiful sight. It was the icing on the cake when I whispered my further instructions and the blindfolded Joey complied, yelling, "THANK YOU! THANK YOU FOR YOUR GIFT,SIR!!" The guy at the door laughed at the pathetically high performance and moved closer to assume his place at the kid's ass. By the time the club really got into full swing, Joey started crying from all the dick he was getting. His butt was red and sore looking. Poor guy. Still, he set something of a record lying there in a pool of strangers' cum, wearing his enticing tight jockstrap. I counted 34 'donors'. After each insemination Joey repeated "Thank you. Thank you." He was transformed into a cum pig, thanking every possibly poz fucker for his gift. I can hardly wait for the day when all three of us take another ride together, but this time to an HIV clinic and Joey gets some very important test results. I won't be able to mask my delight when he converts. Rudy says he'll take him into the bathroom right there at the clinic and fuck him bareback when he is confirmed positive. And then he wants to take him directly to the tattoo parlour owned by his buddy so Joey can get a nice biohazard tattoo on his butt. I doubt it will take too long, judging from all the loads he took that night.

Total bottom cumdump lad here in falmouth, Cornwall. I can accom for meets but not overnight. Love rough, raw, group,gangbang, outdoor, public, piss, spit, [banned word] dad son. Bareback only, but do enjoy being fed or lubed from anyones used condom. All ages /shapes / sizes welcome.

I'm not a little twink and I have a bulky body and a gut, so I am certainly no twink chasing an older daddy, but the idea of fucking someone old enough to be my dad, and going further and calling him daddy and being his good boy and submitting to him (even if I am topping him) is one of my biggest turn ons. I love the attention and the intimacy and being taken ownership of in those situations. Especially if he's got a big / hairy belly I can feel against me as he loads my ass up or I feel against my face as I suck his cock. Yesterday, I hooked up with a guy about twice my age and we swapped loads. It was great.

I would like to give my readers to this story a say on what Sir Doug gets sub Jason high on in the next chapter via react emojis to this comment. The choices are; pig = K thanks = Angel Dust upvote = Meth Clouds like = LSD

When I was in my early 20’s I went to one of the adult book store gloryholes near my hometown while visiting family. An older guy stuck a fairly large uncut cock through the massive square gloryhole. I was nude and started sucking him off and offered my ass to him. He slid in my ass and started to fuck me but he had to stop because it was hurting his back. We agreed to go to the buddy booth so I picked up my clothes and followed him nude to the booth. I went in and locked the door and when I turned around it was the guy who owned the hobby shop I used to frequent all the time as a kid. He recognized me and got all nervous but I sat on his lap and rode his cock until he pumped his load in my ass. We made out some before we went outside and sat in his van and he sucked me off.

I was 13. Arranged a meet with a guy into chubby lads, he picked me up in his car and drove to a hotel along with a couple of large pizzas. I sat on his lap and he fed me as we fucked. I was so full of food and his cum that I thought I was about to burst, was so incredibly hot!

I come from a small family so there never was an opportunity to have sex with anyone related to me. But I’ve had sex with others who were related. I’ve done a three-way with two brothers, even one set of twins, cousins, and uncle/nephew, and even a mother/son (42/22).

PART 2 It wasn’t a long walk to his place. The sweat was dripping off me in the heat, and I was feeling a bit light headed between the heat and beers. I was relieved when we got to his place, climbing the steps to the third floor apartment in the old house. “I hope you have A/C,” I said. “I hope you like fans.” It was a small, older apartment. We walked in through the small kitchen. There was an old stove, and a table with two chairs. I noted there were some medication bottles sitting on the table. I could see part of the couch through the doorway into the living room. The air was pretty thick and stuffy. Henry went and turned on a couple fans while I just stood in the doorway between the kitchen and living rooms. Henry disappeared into the bedroom; I could hear a fan click on and some rustling. He came back out naked, his hefty cock semi-hard and swinging as he walked. “It’s a lot cooler without clothes.” I still only had my shorts on, and he got those off of me quickly. My eyes were fixed on his cock, which was getting harder by the second. I wrapped my hand beneath it, feeling the weight. It was growing longer, moderately thick at the base and tapering to a narrower head. “It’s good for working its way into tight spaces,” he grinned. I thought he would start playing with my cock, which had become totally hard on its own; instead, he reached back and ran his hand down the small of my back and between my ass cheeks. The sweat rolling down my back had slicked the route he followed down to my hole. I gasped as he pressed a finger right into my hole. It was rough and shocking, but sent this electrical jolt up into my body. “Seems college boys like their holes played with,” he grinned, then leaned in and started making out with me. His fingers kept massaging around my hole while one slipped in and out. The sweat wasn’t enough to make it slippery inside, but there was something hot about being roughly fingered — standing naked in this guy’s darkened living room. I groaned as he manhandled my ass for a couple minutes. Finally he reached up, wrapped his other hand around my head, and pushed me down toward his cock. “You have work to do before you earn my cock in that ass of yours.” I dropped to my knees in front of him, wearing only my flip flops. I love sucking dick, and I couldn’t resist getting to work on it. The shaft was already long and stiff, and it took me several attempts to ease it into the back of my throat. I gagged a bit as I tried to negotiate it deeper. Henry moaned softly. “That’s it, college boy. Deep throat that cock.” He rested on hand on the back of my head, coaxing me but not forcing. He was letting me do the work while he reaped the rewards of my cock worshipping. I was getting more turned on as I worked his cock, feeling the semi-hardon become rock solid in my mouth. It was hard to swallow the entire length, but I took a couple breaths, relaxed my throat, and slowly engulfed the whole shaft. Henry still didn’t push me.. I nuzzled my nose into his pubic hair, inhaling the scent of sweat and musk. My cock flexed with excitement. “Talented boy,” he said softly, almost reverently. He stroked my hair, still not pushing. I slowly backed off his engorged cock and looked up. There was pride on my face followed by a bit of a goofy grin as he sighed in pleasure. Without being asked, I descended onto his cock again, letting it slide past my tonsils and into my throat. Holding it there a moment, unable to do anything more. I felt saliva pooling and started to choke, so I pulled off quickly. “Get up on the couch, turn around so your ass is facing me. I want to eat that ass.” I knelt on the couch, my legs spread and chest against the back cushions. It felt hot offering up my ass that way, him kneeling behind me on the floor at the edge of the couch. I felt his hands massaging my ass; despite the heat in the apartment, his hands felt cool against my skin, and he started to gently blow on my hole. The sensation sent tingles through me again. I whimpered softly as he tantalized my hole. No one had ever played with it like this. Suddenly I felt a hot, wet sensation glazing my hole. I moaned, “ Fuck … that’s amazing….” “Like your ass eaten, do you?” He returned his tongue to my hungry hole. My body squirmed a little, the sensations coursing through me were so intense. He slapped my ass, shocking me and I yelped. “Look at this college boy!” He spread my ass apart and dove deeper into my hole with his tongue. His thumbs massaging the muscle surrounding my hole while his tongue probed me. “Oh fuck….” I whispered, overcome with the sensations. I’d never had my ass played with like this before. “Look at that…” he said as my ass convulsed, my hole naturally pulsing for him to see. “Someone’s ass is begging to be bred. Is that what it wants, college boy?” The word ‘bred’ struck me as odd on some level. I expected to hear ‘you wanna get fucked’ since my other hookups had said it. But he seemed to mean something else. A voice inside me wanted to ask about it, but it was last in intense sensations the assplay was bringing. “This ass is beautiful. Your hole is so pink. And so fucking tight, It doesn’t get used much, does it, college boy?” “No,” I said, suddenly feeling embarrassed and inexperienced. Did he think I was bad at this? Was Jared better at bottoming. I hadn’t bottomed much, and it had usually felt very clunky. Henry was doing it very different, and my ass felt amazing. Suddenly I was afraid he would stop. I turned to try and look behind me. He was still kneeling at the edge of the couch. His cock was standing straight up, even without him touching it. Deep down I felt a primal urge — a desperate need for that cock. “I want to get bred,” I said quickly, mimicking the word he’d used earlier. His face split with an intense grin, and his cock bounced up and down, twitching with excitement. “Do you now? I’m gonna make that happen for you. But first we need to loosen up that hole. He stood up, his long cock pointing straight out toward my ass. I thought he was going to start fucking me then, which made me tense with anxiety. “Stay right there,” he said, and instead of fucking me he disappeared into the bedroom. I felt awkward and strange, kneeling on the couch with my ass sticking out. I’d been fucked on all fours a couple times, but this felt very different. Kneeling here, my ass exposed, waiting ….. I couldn’t hear much over the whirring fans in both rooms. A minute later he returned with some small objects in each hand, but I didn’t recognize them right away. “FUCK!” He growled, “That is one hot ass!” His comment made me feel even more awkward; no one had ever talked like this before …. Talking at me, rather than with me. I felt more like an object than a partner. He knelt down behind me again, setting the objects down out of my eye sight. There heard a series of quick, short squeaks, then a smooth, cool liquid was being spread on pink my hole. His other hand reached under me and began glazing my hardon with the same liquid. My head snapped backward and I moaned. “That’s it, college boy. Just enjoy it. I’m gonna make you feel sooooo good. You’re gonna give me this ass, and I’m gonna give you something special in return.” His fingers began to probe my hole again. It was different than the rough fingering before; the lube he was spreading inside me made the prowling smooth. He worked his fingers deeper into me than he’d been so far. I felt the sharp pain of my hole being stretched, and I think I grimaced. “You’re fine,” he said calmly into my ear. “Just relax. Relax those muscles, college boy. It’s time to give in to the gift.” “Yes, sir” I moaned, suddenly thinking of the line I’d heard in a few porn videos. I’d never said it before during sex, but it seemed somehow right in the moment. The intense feelings were overwhelming, and I pushed my own face into the rough fabric of the couch. I couldn’t help but groan and his fingers probed me deeper, stretching my hole, all while he massaged my cock. “You’re gonna make me cum,” I begged. “Oh, that’s a long ways off, college boy. You have to satisfy my cock before you get to cum.” His fingers left my hole and I gasped at the relief. My heart was pounding and I was breathing heavy. The mix of the beers, muggy heat, and intense pleasure left my muscles feeling drained and weak all of a sudden. I kind of slumped over on the couch, needing to stretch my leg muscles. He grinned at me as I rolled onto my back. He pulled me forward a bit, so my ass what at the edge of the cushion. It was an awkward position because my upper body was half folded on itself, my lower back against the seat cushion, while my shoulders were pressed upright against the back of the couch. He was doing something out of sight beneath me, his eyes toward the floor. Then he looked up at my hole and pressed something cool and firm inside me. I winced, but he didn’t stop. There was a wired buzzing sound, and a vibration starting pulsing through my ass and up into my body. It was such a foreign feeling and I didn’t know what to make of it. “This’ll finish loosening you up, college boy.” He stood up, hovering over me. My body was oddly splayed on the couch, and I felt both awkward and powerless in the moment. My face was contorted with the mix of pleasure of weirdness pulsing inside me, my warms out to the sides, and my legs half holding themselves in the air. “You’re fucking hot,” he said. “I love seeing a college boy like this.” He reached down, grabbed my arm, and pulled me to a standing position.My legs felt wobbly, and my balance was off. He pulled me tight against him for stability, then kissed me deeply. He looked me in the eye. “I can see how confused you are. You want this so badly, but part of you is afraid because you’ve never let go like this. And you aren’t sure what is coming next, but deep down you know what is coming next and you really, REALLY want it. You’ve been told all these years you’re not supposed to want this. You’re supposed to play safe like a good, clean college boy. But the fact is you are a dirty slut and desperately want what you’re not supposed to have.” He looked at me intensely. “Isn’t that right, college boy? You want this?” I was silent. Conflicted. Everything he’d said was true. I wasn’t supposed to want this. I should grab my clothes and go. I was afraid because this guy was going to break all the rules. That’s what Jared had tried to tell me but couldn’t — Henry broke all the rules. He’d used Jared, broken his rules, and now he was going to do the same to me. The good boy in me wanted to run, but I was powerless to because I desperately wanted this. “Let’s get you into the bedroom where we have more room.” [If you’re enjoying the story, let me know. You can simply click the blue heart to keep inspiring the story.]

I've had fantasies recently where I'm tied to a bench on my front and a group of guys take turns dumping their loads into me. Just when I think it's over and I'm so full of cum that I can feel it sloshing around, I hear scratching noises and the guys lead in one of their pet dogs and I'm helpless to do anything to stop it mounting and knotting me...

Andrew passed in and out of consciousness, he was carried down the dark corridor and into a maze of room. As he swayed in and out, he could hear the sounds of skin slapping on skin, the smell of piss and cum filled his nostrils. He tried to struggle, but to not avail, his limbs barely responded. Eventually he came to, gasping for air as Andrew awoke tied to a fuck bench. Struggling against the restraints he realised he was now stripped down to only his jock. He could feel someone writing something on his arse cheeks with a marker. "Where am I?! Let me..." Andrews words were interrupted by a large hand clamping his mouth shut, looking up through the dim red light he saw the same man from earlier leering out at him. "Hush fag, your Daddy owes me big time, and imma' collect on your neg boy cunt" The hand came free from Andrew's mouth, bow replaced with the glass pipe. "If you smoke boy, its guna make taking all these men's dicks easier", He proferred the pipe to Andrew. Hesitantly, Andrew again wrapped his lips around the pipe, he could feel his cock twitch in his jock. He felt betrayed by it, he was trapped, about to be used by a bunch of poz guys he couldn't see, and his cock was rock hard. "Go on boy, nice big toke for your new Daddy, guna give you the same strain as your own Father", Andrews lungs filled with T as the pipe was lifted away from him. His lungs burning he exhaled a massive cloud, his heart beat jumped into his ears and he felt his skin come alive. Andrew squirmed under the rough hand of this alpha, as he traced it down his back. "Please, Please fuck my cunt, I need something in my holes, please sir!" Andrew blurted out, he couldn't help himself, his mind was lost in a haze of hunger. The hand reached his arse, tracing it around his cunt which puckered. "Don't think the fag is fucked up enough lads, we don't want any resistance when we knock him up!" A cheer erupted in the dark around Andrew, as the voices of several men shouted insults and whooped. Andrew gasped as he felt a sharp pain as a large finger pushed past his tight fag hole. The finger burned as it pushed deep into him, and he felt his insides begin to burn and warm up. He felt the muscles of his hole relax, and a strong sense of hunger filled Andrews hole. The rough hand retreated, and another set of hands spread his cheeks, as he felt the thick head of a cock touch his hole. "Got a few used condoms here lads, guna fuck these strangers loads into his tweaked little neg cunt!" Another cheer of approval erupted around Andrew, the dark obscuring all the men around him. The sweat was dripping off his brow as Andrew tested his restraints, his back arching and his body aching with chemical lust. Part of him was freaking out, desperate to escape, but it was far too late for that. Andrew gasped loudly as a thick cock, covered in cold cum pushed into him deeply. A hairy chest pushed against his back as a man's stubble rubbed against his neck and ear. Andrew squirmed as he felt the heavy piercing that adorned the head rub deep into his fag hole, he was groaning nonsense as he felt impaled on this monster cock. A familiar, deep and growling voice whispered into his ear. "You like that thick toxic cock don't you son?" Andrew's father thrusted deeply in an aggressive heat, deep into his neg son, as if to punctuate. Andrew's Father groaned as he felt his son's velvety neg cunt open up around his thick cock, the moment he had heard his son had been brought into his domain he couldn't help himself. John was a man possessed, he needed to share his toxic poz strain with every fag that came down into his lair. He would make men out of them and baptise them with his potent seed, make them into toxic fuck heads like the rest of them. John thrusted aggressively into his own son, watching the sweat drip down his own son's back as he ravaged him. His sloppy cunt opened up to him as he thrusted harder and harder, the sound of skin on skin slapping filled the dark room. In the dim red light, John could see his brothers, grunting and breathing heavy as they watched the real life incest play out in front of them.

why take bare dick if you wont take the load? I make it clear that if we fuck bare I'm going to cum inside. Deep inside. Thats the whole pleasure of it. Just one tops opinion.

PART 6 I spent the whole drive over shaking I was so nervous. Over and over i told myself to just turn around and what what was I thinking risking so much? The first time I didn’t know til it was too late , but this was different. And I couldn’t pretend to myself it wasn’t. My hard cock and hungry ass were leading me, overpowering every thought I had to just get away! There was no hiding it, Tim had told me flat out. He was hiv positive, poz as he called it. And he didn’t use condoms. And he had no intention of pulling out. And I had seen that huge cock and knew how deep it could be when he came. And I had seen those giant cum producing balls. He had to shoot a massive load. He will fill me up with it, his sperm. His HIV positive sperm. Spurt after spurt, his cock all the way inside me erupting. And fear took more of a backseat. I was a horny as hell 18 year old that had just discovered bottoming and had done it with a hot experienced hung top. And he had fucked me bareback and cum in me my first time. I couldn’t help wanting more. And I knew how amazing Tim was, how he had made it feel so good, had made me so hungry for cock and so wanting to be a proud gay bottom. A bareback bottom now, on my way to see him again. Still shaking, I rang his bell and he answered obviously nude and obviously knowing it would be me knocking. “I’m so glad you are here. I have thought about that hot ass so many time these last few days. And the way that mouth felt on my cock. And the taste of your asshole. Wanna go straight up?” He welcomed me shutting the door. Nodding eagerlly at home he responded by leading me up to the room I had been in before. This time, I was tearing at my clothes, my cock like steel already and eyes focused on Tim’s already hard meat. Naked, I fell to my knees and licked the shaft from the base to the head, before swirling my tongue around the big mushroom head. Tasting precum, I lost my self and opened wide and took as much as I could. Concentrating on relaxing my throat, I tried to take more and more burn woukd gag occasionally and have to back off. I was trying my best to please him, to be a good cocksucker. “Fuck yeah”, he growled, “that’s so good. Suck that fucking dick. Get it ready. I’m gonna fuck you with it in about 30 seconds.” I grew every more eAger in my sucking, wanting to show my enthusiasm for what he said. “Get up, get on the bed on your back and pull your legs up,” he ordered as he reached for his lube and applied some to my hole and to his cock. Standing over me, his cock head an inch from my starving hole, he looked down and asked me, “what’s my boy want? Does my boy want me to put my cock inside him right now?” “Yes! Fuck yes”, I cried out. “There’s no condom on this cock”, he whispered as he began to tease my hole by rubbing the tip against it. “No condom. No condom.”, I repeated in an almost begging tone. He was driving me to the edge, making me want him so badly. “Should I pump all of my cum Into your hole when I shoot? Should I give you my sperm when we both know I am hiv positive? What do you want?”, he whispered as the pressure on my hole gradually increased. “I want you to cum in me, fill me up with it! All of it! PleAse just please fuck me til you cum!” I whimpered. With that, he pushed in and i I felt that piercing pain followed by a dull ache as my almost virgin hole tried to relax. He gently worked his big meat into me, slowly rocking his hips pushing deeper and deeper. Then starting to take longer strokes as my breath became gasps and I started losing myself to the sensations of pleasure in my hole. It wasn’t long til I was lost. The only thing on earth that mattered was Tim and his huge cock and me and my tight little hole. We were connected. Eyes locked, him grunting and huffing as I began to feel my breAth knocked out with every deep stroke. His ball were now slapping against me when he drove home and I reveled in knowing he was in me ball deep. I was taking all of him. Raw. He was pumping hArd and his thrusts began to pick up speed, his ups bucking erratically. I recognized this from last time and concentrated on trying to take every single bit of that cock inside me while squeezing and miliking it. “Fuck yes, squeeze that fucking cock Chris. Earn that load. Tell me you want it. Tell me you want my sperm in you.” He grunted. “Fucking please cum in me. Please cum in me. I want it in me. I want your cum all inside me. I won’t let it leak at all. Please!” I begged him. “Big poz load. Gonna give it to you. Fucking dump that cum deep inside you.!” He muttered between clenched teeth as he was slamming into me. “Yeah. Big load. Big poz load. Inside me. All of it. Poz load inside me. Poz load inside Me.” I just kept saying it. Then I felt it his pace grew ever faster and then he drove deep and collapsed onto me and i felt that huge rod pulse and throb as his sperm entered me and splattered into my guts. I squeezed and milked it and wrapped my arms around him to hold him insode me. The throbs slowly ebbed and he pulled back up and looked down at me. My stomach was covered in my own cum? I had shot without touching myself. He made no move to pull out and I made no attempt to back off it. Instead I looked up with a guilty grin and knew inside there was no way I could stop doing this. Getting fucked without condoms and taking Tim’s cum. It was like a drug. I was already hooked. What was I gonna do now? This is crazy! But fuck his cum is in me and that thought still scared me but it was turning me on more. A lot more.

PART 5 I spent the next day feeling guilty and certain that I had HIV, when I wasn’t busy jerking of relving the whole scene. Then I would feel guilty again. How could I break all the rules my first time out? I had let a guy with HIV fuck me raw and I had even let him cum inside me. It was only when I jerked off that I let myself admit I hadn’t let him cum in me, I had made him cum in me. Why had I done that? The next day after that my horniness got the better of me and I logged on, just to look at his profile I told myself. Before I could get there though, I noticed I had a message. I clicked and it was from him and he had sent it late last night. “Chris, First of all, I had an amazing time with you and really felt a special connection. And i am really happy that I got to be your first Top. You left pretty quickly and I think I know why... the fact I am hiv positive. I normally wouldn’t have even met a guy quite As young as you, but you were just so sexy in your pictures and so eager to be with an older guy like me, i gave in. And then you had such a pretty hole and it smelled so good. And then it tasted so good. And you got my cock so hard with your mouth. I couldn’t help needing to be inside you and I gave in. And you needed it. You needed my cock inside of you. And you knew I wouldn’t use a condom. Or maybe you just didn’t think. You just gave in. And when I was fucking you and you couldn’t have it stop. It just couldn’t stop. You had to have my cock pistoning in and out of you. Even when you knew it would make me cum and I told you I was close. You gave in. You pulled me in and squeezed my cock with your hole and accepted my load. A poz guy was shooting spurt after spurt of his cum into your guts and you gave in. You wanted it. At first when you left, I felt a little guilty and thought maybe I shouldn’t have let it go so far. Here you are, 18 and now you have my hiv cum inside you. And you’ve taken it bareback. You are going to want to get fucked bare again. It’s too addicting. You will give in. You will need it. Cock and cum. Deep in your hole. You will just have to... give in. And I will be waiting to take care of your needs again. When you are hungry and can’t hold off anymore, come over. But there’s no condoms allowed here. And no pulling out. And you will leave full of my cum. Signed, Tim.” I wasn’t just hard when i finished reading that, I was sure i would cum if I even touched my cock. And then I noticed he was actually online. And without hesitation, I gave in. I messaged him, knowing that I was agreeing thAt I did want what he wanted too, to fill my ass with his cum. “Tim, I can’t stop thinking about it. Can I come over again?,” I wrote and hit send. It was maybe a minute later that I got my reply. It was one word,Now. My reply was just as quick, “On my way.” And after a few minutes cleaning myself up, I was out the door. And for the second time in 3 days, was on my way to be a hot older Top man’s bottom toy. The hiv thing definitely went thru my mind, but not nearly as much as the thought of how it felt like he had cum a quart of jizz inside me when he had shot last time. It was the cum I kept thinking about, taking cum.

PART 4 Those three letters threw me straight into holy fuck mode. Here I was 18 and still totally inexperienced and had just lost my virginity to a guy with HIV. And I hadn’t used a condom. And he came in me. And judging by the way he felt, it had been a lot of cum. All I wanted was to just get out. I don’t think I said a word as I quietly put my clothes on. I thought maybe he would say something, but he just let me quickly dress and leave. To say I was freaking out inside was putting it mildly. I don’t even remember driving home, but I do know I made a point to just sneak in and get to my room. I know I spent a decent amount of time totally in panic and sure I had aids. Then, almost against my will, as I lay in bed, I started to relive the whole thing in my head. And was instantly hard. My body was betraying me, even though I was still totally scared. I couldn’t forget how good it felt to suck a real man’s dick. And to get fucked. It had felt so good to finally get fucked. And then the cum, actually feeling him cum into me. And wait, he had tried to pull out. I was the one that stopped him. I had stopped him! In my panic, I had forgotten that fact. My hand that wasn’t stroking my cock reached down and fingered my hole, which was Still slick and wet. Wet with his cum, I thought, and that thought put me over the edge. I shot all over myself, one hand stroking my cock while my other hand was jammed two fingers deep into my cummy hole. It took a long time to actually sleep though, all I kept thinking about was how good it felt and how I couldn’t ever do it again. It had felt so fucking good. But it could kill me. And this last part especially. Holy shit, his cum is in me I am so scared. And then, holy shit his cum is in me, it’s so fucking hot I let a guy fuck me and cum in me. Another man’s cum is soaking into me. I finally fell asleep, still totally fixated on cocks and holes and especially, cum and hiv.

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