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Been a long time since I posted. Sorry guys! Here's a good one after a bad breakup. Some might call me an idiot, but I was in a bad place. The guy I thought of as my soulmate told me he changed the locks and not to come back, just like that for no reason. I was heartbroken and had moved to Texas from Massachusetts all for him. I got myself a hotel and decided sex might make up for the hole in my heart. A no pic top hit me up almost immediately on Grindr. He said he needed a bottom to satisfy him, raw and he was hung. He showed me a gigantic uncut 10-11 inch dick rock hard and said he needed me now if I was down and could host. I agreed immediately and said I had poppers. He said he didn’t need them just my open hole and lube, which I had. When he got to my hotel pretty quick, I hadn’t thought of it but he never showed a face pic. When I opened the door I took a step back in total abject horror. He was not a looker. Maybe a little older than me, but not by much and I was only 29. He was slim, latin, a bit shorter but his face was marked and not at all attractive. I set my feelings aside and let him in with a smile, hoping he didn’t notice the step back I took. I wanted to at least see this dick in person. I took a hit of tina, I admit I was really trying to fill this hole in my heart with drugs and dick...the guy didn’t want any but he was cool with whatever opened my hole to him. I only took one big hit and held it. I blew it out as I sauntered over to the bed, he was already naked and stroking. I took off my pants since I had no shirt and showed off my black man six pack, hairy abs and chest as well as my ass but I was slim trim black dream to most guys and I said to hell with shaving since I love hairy men. And this guy was hairy too. He got on the bed so I could suck him and that monster was already at half-mast. When I put it in my mouth it grew so quick I couldn’t believe it, and it was wider than any cock I’d ever taken. Not to mention longer, I didn’t dare gag though on this sweet dream of a latin penis. I was gonna give my hole up gladly and his looks suddenly mattered not a bit compared to the majesty of his penis. I’m a loyal guy and with a penis like this I was worried I’d misplace my lust for falling in love with him after just one fuck...but I didn’t care I swore I’d try not to. He got up and got behind me pulling my hips closer to his engorged super straight hotrod of a dick. It was cut, majestic and as wide as my wrist. I hit the poppers in anticipation of being taken as he used the Gun Oil to slick his rod and put more on my hole to mark the target. That’s when it hit me, he was gonna do me bareback. “Oh yeah,” I said casually, “I’m neg by the way, never would usually go raw, but your dick is so hot...you neg too?” “Yeah man, glad you’re neg,” He said with a grin, “I really need to hit hole raw when I wanna get off, and if you open I’m gonna rail you all day.” “You probably shoot a huge load,” I gasped as he pushed into me and I sniffed the poppers again greedily to open completely. Heat took me and my back arched and my hole relaxed as his monster cock pressed me open wide eagerly with lust in his eyes that I couldn’t see with my head down, but as he gripped my waist to arch my back, I knew he was wanting to take me completely and utterly, “Don’t cum inside me baby...I know you’d knock me up if you’re not definitely neg.” “I can pullout...but I maybe I’ll change your mind,” He promised and pushed me open mercilessly. I gasped and my hole opened like it had been waiting my entire life for his dick. My hole ached as he stretched it and I continued to hit the poppers to make my pussy willing to compensate for this raw dick that was breaking me open wide. It hit a climax where in my chest, head, and hole all at once knew I was ready to submit fully and then the rest of his cock rushed into me with no reistance. The fucking that began...I have no words to describe it. He gripped my ass cheek with one hand and forced my back to arch with the other and my hole ached willingly for him so I naturally felt I was matching to his dicks perfect placement to take me. I kept giving it up and I felt my hole get so wide, even as the tip of his cock hit some place in my ass that didn’t want to let him through. He forcefully pinned me down in place to stretch my hole. More poppers let that second hole give in and he pressed through slowly but surely until it caved completely and I gasped in ecstasy. “Who owns that black pussy boy?” He demanded as the slap, slap, slap of his monster cock punctuated each word he spat out. “YOU!” I moaned desperate to satisfy this man who must’ve been part sex god for all that was happening to me. As my hole opened more and more, I couldn’t help but think he was gonna cum in me even after promising not to and then I felt it. A geyser of a load, he tried to fuck me in a way his huge orgasm wouldn’t feel like a load shooting into me, but he got the timing off just a bit so I felt that raging load spunk my naive boy hole. “You didn’t cum in me baby, did you?” I begged, hoping he’d pull out or confess. “Nah boo, that’s all precum,” he said without missing a beat and continuing to pound me. “Oh my god, that’s so much, my hole feels full of it,” I panted knowing I couldn’t stop him and he wasn’t stopping either. I still couldn’t let it go though, this bastard nut in me after his empty promise. His dick was softening slightly now and I was going to casually mention it but he beat me to it...was he psychic or just that good? “Squeeze that dick softly when I pull out and then relax completely in time with me baby,” he cooed sexily to me while rubbing his hands over my ass and back. “Yes baby,” I complied and squeezed gently as he pulled out and then when he pushed in immediately opening. I hit the poppers again for maximum loosening effect and it wasn’t even three pumps before his cock felt MASSIVE again. I tried to stop squeezing, it was getting too large and his dick was gliding without effort due to all the cum inside me. I think a half inch of cum was around his dick so it wasn’t even touching my hole it glided so smooth and he was getting even harder than before. “AH! Baby, please!” I babbled incoherently, my cries muffled by the pillow I stuffed my face into. “Take it,” he ordered, “you know you want it.” “Yes, you can cum in me,” I sobbed pathetically giving in, he already nut me. I might as well say it. “I can?” He gave me a particularly deep thrust that made my legs ache to spread wider. “YES! Please, baby it’s yours.” I couldn’t believe I said it. “You made me wait to nut you so I’m gonna teach your hole a lessen before I cum inside you.” He didn’t even take credit for the load he gave me….he was pretending this was gonna be the first time! Why was that so hot? Then he gripped my ass again more firmly than before and pushed my cheeks apart as he revved up to plow me. The pounding was slow, deep, driven with heart thudding aggression. I panted breathlessly into a pillow, even forgetting the poppers and just trying to let myself stretch more, his dick was harder than before and I had no hole left to give. He ground his hips into my ass and forced me wider. My eyes bulged, and I felt a pop and swore there was a snap as my ass gave into his cock and he reached my third hole. I swear on my mother’s soul if I had not felt that myself I would have called any bottom a liar a third hole existed but this monster cock proved beyond all doubt it could be reached. Just like that I was his. He nut me deeply and completely. He rubbed at my top of my ass hole because his dick was pulling out my ass lips as he stroked and tried to keep the cum from pulling out since I was so full it was coating every inch of my hole and his cock. God this was I dream come true. I couldn’t help but feel it’d be worth it if he pozzed me...maybe I could be his personally fuck boy, loyal and submissive. I’d do anything and be sorely used. Maybe I was biting off more than I could chew...but he was just getting started.

In July I was told by my new work place that I need to go to longbeach ca for training. Knowing I had a hotel room for 7 nights I quickly changed my location for several of my online profiles. One of my kinks has always been cnc play but I kinda lost interest in it the last few years. I still had it listed as a kink and got hit up by a Dom top with a blurry torso pic and nothing else. He said he loved cnc play and seeing his bottom struggle as he fucks them. I tell him I enjoy rough play but not into cnc much anymore. He promises it will be a good time. After a few weeks going back and forth we agree to hook up. I fly in 9pm on Saturday and he says he gets off work at 6pm and will be waiting. My flight was only and hour so I cleaned out before I left home. He tells me to check in and strip and put on a blind fold. At this point I was really intrigued because I had no idea what he looked like. On the uber ride to the hotel I started to second guess if this was a good idea. I got to my room and had a couple of drinks and decided I was horny and just go for it. I messaged him and he said he was ready and in the hotel bar. I was like oh shit thus going to happen right now. I finish my drink, prop the door, and blindfold myself with a beanie. I'm face down on the bed and it wasn't 5min and I hear him come in. In the weeks leading up to this we discussed a few hard limits but neither one of us wanted a "plan". The first thing I hear is is belt taken off. I was fully expecting the sting of his belt but instead he pulled my arms behind me and wrapped his belt just above my elbow and cinched it. He claimed on the bed and roughly started grabbing my balls, ass, nipples, and just feeling me up. Finally I feel his cock at my lips. He told me to clean his precum off his cock. He held my throat while I licked his cock and I was pleased to feel he was uncut but had no idea what size he was. While I was licking him clean he reached down and felt my hole. I was assuming to see if it was clean but I was wrong. Once he was licked clean he picked my underwear off the floor and dried off his cock. He shoved them in my mouth and told me he didn't want me to wake up the neighbors. I was kinda on my side and he straddled my bottom leg and pushed my top leg up towards my chest. I felt him wiping more pre cum on my leg and then say that would be too much lube. That's when I realized he was going in dry. I tried to relax for what I knew was coming but didn't he a cance. He rammed in hard and I let out a groan. A half second later he shoved in again and I felt that sharp deep pain. I yelled into the gag and he said don't scream yet I'm not even all the way in. The 3rd shove got him balls deep and I could feel it deep. He leaned down and told me he need to straighten out my guts so he could give me a proper raping. My hole was clinched tight and I was trying to relax but with the rough entry I couldn't. He repeated that a few more times until the mix of ass lube and pre cum lubed enough he could start fucking me. He pounders for a few minutes and then blew his load deep in my ass. When he finished he took out the gag and made me suck and clean his soft dick. I was just laying there feeling completely used and abused and so horny. I was kinda bummed it ended so fast. I heard him getting dressed i was expecting him to untie me but he just left me there and said he would be back. I just laid there with my gaped out hole wondering what was coming next. A short time later he came back in and poured a drink. He told me as soon as the viagra kicked in he was really gonna rape my hole. A few min later he was back on top of me thanks to his previous load he got balls deep in just 2 shoves and then fucked the hell out of. Me for a solid 20min before breeding me again. When he was done I cleaned his cock and he untied me and left. I have no idea what he looked like but it was a hot fuck. Every cock I took that week I was reminded how rough he was.

The plan had been for me to fly home the next day. I phoned David and extended my stay for two more full weeks. I wanted time to stretch out stelthing the pool boy. I knew his fantasy was simply to get tricked into being bred by the poz tattooed guy. He was very clear he didn’t want to get knocked up, just take the risk. But I figured he might as well go all the way. He didn’t know I was poz as well which would give me a chance to get several loads into him, and maybe by the middle of week two I’d get to nurse him through the fuck flu and witness his shock. I was conflicted. Would I just ensure I was the only guy to breed him, so he’d know when he took sick who knocked him up? Would I ’accidently’ let him catch the poz tattoo guy breeding me? Would we engage in poz roll play where I declare each time as I blast in him that I’m knocking him up? Only later for him to learn I really was. Or do I let him convince me to ‘do him’ raw and surprise him with the truth as I’m breeding his ass? Each scenario seemed perfect. I was so conflicted, and contemplating the possibilities got me horned up every time. I decided I would let him continue to think I was angered by his fantasy. So, I let the next day pass. As he approached me to talk around the pool, I ignored him. By the end of his workday, he was desperate. He cornered me and tried to apologize. I walked away in a huff. However, I had seen him chatting up the poz tattoo guy so knew I’d need to act soon, or the other guy would get the pool boys ass to breed. I also needed to act soon if I had any chance to infect the pool boy in time to witness his fuck flu. The next day when he arrived, I was the only person at the pool. I relented, sternly told him we needed to talk and invited him to my room. He was already in tears before I even closed the door. “I’m so sorry I told you that fantasy. It’s just a fantasy. I really don’t want it to happen. And I certainly don’t want to get pozzed. Please forgive me.” “Well, if I did decide to forgive you. How might you make it up to me?” “Anything, anything you want. Just tell me.” “No, you tell me what you think would be my reward from you.” “Um … let me think … I know. I know that you love taking raw cock and cum in your ass. Right?” My response was still stern; “I shouldn’t, but yeah.” “Perfect. I’ll raw fuck and breed you everyday. And I won’t dare ask you to raw fuck me. If you do decide to do me, I’ll insist you wear a condom.” “And you won’t have sex with anyone else? Especially the poz tattoo guy?” “I won’t. I promise you. I’ll only have sex with you … … … But you can have sex with whoever you want. And I won’t shame you if you slip up and let them breed you again. I won’t.” “Hmmmm, let me think about that ….” There was a knock at my door. It was the naked cleaning boy. He must have been eighteen to work at this place, but he certainly didn’t look it. Tall, thin, gangly with a cute face, and a nice long cock. I had an idea. This kid had been making moves on me all week, but I had been getting lots enough sex and had turned him away. Rather than send him on to the next room ‘til the pool boy and I were done, wink, wink, I invited him in to join us. As soon as the door was closed my tongue was down his throat. I let the pool boy stew in his juices as the cleaner and I made out. Eventually we made our way to the bed and moved into a threesome pin wheel oral sucking session. When the cleaning boy asked if one of us would fuck him, I demurred. “No, I’ve been holding off all week to have you fuck me.” He was on me in a flash and lining his raw cock up with my hole. Clearly he’d overheard my reputation. I asked to pool boy to suite up the cleaner. He dutifully grabbed a condom from the bedside table and followed my instructions. I had the pool boy guide the cleaner’s sheathed cock into my ass. It was clear the cleaner was disappointed, but he laid into a pretty good fucking as I sucked face with the pool boy. After a bit I asked the pool boy, in a loud enough whisper the cleaner couldn’t miss if he was sure he was okay with other guys barebacking me. Without a word the pool boy pulled the cleaner’s sheathed cock out of my ass, quickly ripped off the condom and guided the delighted cleaner back into my hungry ass. After just a few fuck pumps the cleaner asked; “I’m close. Where do you want me to cum?” The pool boy looked at me with questioning eyes as if to repeat the question. I grabbed the cleaner’s ass cheeks and held him in tight as he unloaded deep inside my gut. When he rolled off to recover, I pulled the pool boy on top of me. He hesitated for just a moment but was soon balls deep raw dogging me. I invited the cleaner to lean in to me for a kisss, as we sucked face it didn’t take long for the pool boy to add his load to my cummy ass. I had the cleaner roll a condom on my erection and the pool boy sat on it for the ride of his life. When the pool boy complained he needed more lube I directed the cleaner to check the drawer. When there wasn’t any I sent him to my bathroom for the bottle I had there. What neither of them knew was I had replaced the lube with Vaseline which had been doctored to not have its distinctive smell. One of the tricks the poz tattooed stealther had taught me. I instructed the cleaner to lick my balls as the pool boy rode my hard cock. He had a bird’s eye view of my cock sliding in and out of the pool boy. He could watch the condom start to shred and popped his head out long enough to wink at me before returning his tongue to my balls. I gave no warning, nor did he as my balls pulled up inside, and I was blasting my first toxic load, stealthing the pool boy. The look of shock on the pool boys face when he realized how wet his ass hole was was definitely worth ‘the price of admission.’ With an absolutely concerned looking face I said; “Oh shit. The condom must have broken. I didn’t notice. I’m so sorry.” At this point the cleaner made his exit but before he did, I made the invitation for him to come back at the end of his shift. By now the pool boy was fingering his ass and licking the cum that coated his digit. “Fuck this tastes great.” Then inspiration filling his face he went down on my cummy cock and sucked like a thirsty sailor. I was back ready for a full throttle fuck in no time. When he moved to sit on my raw cock I pointed to the condoms in the drawer. “We have a deal. I only do you sheathed.” “But you came in me already?” his puppy dog eyes. “A deal’s a deal, you owe me.” After he rolled the condom on, I greased it with more doctored Vaseline and we fucked until I was soon shooting another toxic load into his vulnerable ass. As he lifted off I complained; “Damn, that must be a bad batch of condoms. I’ll have to complain.” He scooped cum from his ass and offered his finger to me. Which I happily licked like a lollipop. He showered and went to get on with his shift promising to come back for the night if I wanted. I wanted. When the cleaner came back, I established that he was indeed negative. He’d just got test results the week before. He confessed he tended to allow the odd raw cock inside his ass. When I went to fuck him, I reached for a condom. He pushed my hand away and asked; “Bareback? Please.” I greased my raw cock and slid on home. It wasn’t his first ‘rodeo’, he took my pounding like a champ. As I got close to climax I groaned; “Where do you want my dirty load kid?” His eyes got huge and he asked; “Fuck man, did you stealth the pool boy? Were you trying to knock him up? Are you trying to knock …. Fuck you’re breeding me toxic cum right now, aren’t you?” His ejaculate creamed his face. He reached as much of it with his tongue as it would reach. He savoured every drop. “Damn, are you really poz? toxic? I don’t want to get sick.” “Let’s just say you’ll need to test again soon if you don’t come down with the fuck flu in the next couple of weeks.” “Shit!” He took loads from me every day for the rest of my stay. And I know he spent a lot of time ‘Cleaning’ the poz tattooed guys room. Just saying, There was no surprise when he called in sick the middle of my last week.

Part 24: ''Everything Changes.'' Sir Doug continued to train me over the year as I also went about my usual houseboy duties. A few weeks before my 1 year anniversary of being Sir's live in houseboy come sub in training he went for his usual every few monthly check up. A week later he got the results. It would be now that his meds that had worked for so many years had suddenly stopped working, and he now had a Viral Load of ninety-seven thousand four hundred. I guess a lot but nowhere near Master Terry's obscene Viral Load of over fourteen Million! Sir made an appointment for me to get tested in 1 week's time, a year to the day since I became his live in houseboy come sub in training. Leading upto the day of the test he was pretty much preoccupied making sure that my one year anniversary party would go as he wanted. I did not have any clue what he was planning but he was spending more time at the computer. I was just told to do extra workouts. We didn't do any training in this one week leading upto my anniversary party but the physical training during the last 12 months of my body modification had gone very well. My pointless fag-dick had been locked for 53 weeks now and my once little weeping boy-tits that had become piglet-tits early on in my training were now fully fledged huge pig-tits completely hardwired to my cunt, and speaking of cunt, well, it was totally fucking trashed. If you wanted to fuck me now no lube was required. And when fisting me now Sir could be in shoulder deep about 5 minutes flat - I could now very easily push out a huge flopped out prolapse too. What a nasty pig I had become. But was I poz from Master's three loads he gave me? I certainly had no signs of the fuck flu. I was completely convinced I would be poz with all the dirty seed that Master Terry had dumped in me nearly a year ago. I had two tests, the finger prick test with immediate results, and from the arm with results by text later in the day a little while before the party. Both results... Neg! 😮 In PrEP for the party Sir had me not eat much that day or the day before, and I had to do three deep enemas on myself. What the fuck was he planning? My outfit for the night was my cage for my pointless fag-dick, and my red rubber gear consisting of Jockstrap, and H Harness. And before I knew it he was driving us into town. Where were we going? To the sex club that is where. I was given a tally counter that I had to click each time I was sure a load had been pumped into me. For four hours I lay in the sling without a break taking cock after cock after cock. Not all unloaded inside of me, but from 1am-5am my trashed cunt took 36 loads. No idea if they were poz, neg, undetectable or detectable. No questions asked and no condoms! 😈 But my four hours in the sling at the sex club was just the warm up act, and it would be soon I would be taking a LOT more! Sir drove us home where I was restrained by both ankles and wrists in the sling down in the cellar-dungeon, but not before Sir getting me spun on cloudy T. Fuck, I was flying on my favourite choice of recreational drug.... AGAIN! The reason why Sir had been so busy online all week is he had advertised ME online for a ''1 year sub training anniversary gang bang breeding parTy'' complete with full body and face pics of me, and was giving out party details to those who were definitely going to be attending. Having taken 36 loads at the sex club over a four hour period I would lay in the sling completely spun off of my huge pig-tits where I would take another 67 loads over a seven and a half hour time frame. Sir had hooked the tally counter onto one of the sling chains and each breeder had been instructed with the invite that they were to click it each time they bred me.... A total of 103 loads over eleven and a half hours!! My cunt was completely sloppy and gaping and all I could hear was squelching all night as anonymous Dicks sloshed about inside of my piggy neg cunt. Yes, NEG, and I did not know the status of any of these Men, but that did not matter, I was and am here to SERVE! The only flaw about my anniversary party is my Master was not there. But his immediate presence in my life was not far off! Three months had passed since my 103 load gang bang one year anniversary party and Sir had arranged another appointment for me to have another HIV test. The day of the test arrived and Sir was driving me into town to the clinic when as he was driving his phone rang which he answered via speaker phone. It was his brother Keith. And it was not good news. His mum had just had another stroke, and this time it was worse! After finishing the call with his brother where I heard him say he would be there right away we spoke, and he called my wonderful Master Terry to see if he could take the reigns of me and my big day of my HIV test and to look after me for at least a few weeks as he was sure he would be gone that length of time minimum no matter what happened with his mum. Sir dropped me off at the clinic then raced home, packed a case, and was off again to be with his family.... Once again leaving me in the clutches of my Master! 😈 My Master was on the scene very quickly as no sooner had I had the finger prick and arm tests he called me to meet him in the car park around the corner from the clinic on the sixth floor at the far end. I knew what his car looked like so found him quickly. I got in to the passenger's seat. This was the first time we had seen one another since our nasty fun all of about fourteen months ago. We looked into each other's eyes. The whites to his eyes now were with a yellow tinge yet his aura seemed more powerful than ever. - Great to see you again pig. It has been a long time. - So wonderful to see you too my Master. I have really missed you. It has been way too long. - So, what are your results? - Well, the test from my arm I will get via text later today, and the finger prick test.... NEG! - I see. And are you still specifically chasing to get knocked up by me - Or you think you want to stay Neg, now that you have had all year to think about things more? - I am still specifically chasing to get knocked up by YOU.... Master.... Hail! He laughed in a sinister and knowing way. - Get that sexy body of yours naked. C'mon, take everything off! Soon I was sat in the passenger's seat butt naked except the chastity cage from Sir. - Fuck, those have become beautiful Pig-Tits. Doug has done a very good job on those. He has trained you well. He firmly tweaked my Pig-Tits and just one tweak had me screaming loudly. A good job my Master's windows were up. He promptly drove us back to Sir's place. He parked the car outside the house. A message came through to Master's phone. It was Sir. - Right, well, Doug has just confirmed he is going to be gone for a minimum of three months. You will go inside now and pack what clothes and toiletries you might need for that time. You are coming to stay with me. You haven't seen my dungeon before, have you? - No Master. - It has a bright red reverse pentagram on a black marble floor for starters. - Oh FUCK, that sounds HOT! - So, are you fully PrEP'd to become infected tonight with everything I have to gift? Because if you come with me now that will be your signal to the universe that you consent to fully relinquish your body over to me from here on in. - I am READY for all of it, my Master. - See you when you have finished packing and are ready at the dining room table, pig. And don't forget to bring the key for that cage on your pointless fag-dick. - Yes my Master. Once I was finished packing I took my suitcase and myself to the dining area where my Master unlocked and removed the cage by Sir which Sir would see resting on the dining table upon his return, then once again attached his own cage that I wore for a week all that time ago. He then made a call which he did not have on loud speaker. He spoke to the other entity on the other end of the line. - Yes, all is going as we had suspected. Get everything set up for the 250ml blood bag. The call ended. Who had he just spoken to - Maybe the unknown figure that wore a hooded ankle length Leather cloak complete with a bird beak mask that was in my dreams every night for the last three months? - We had better get you sorted out then. And for whatever reason it isn't taking via conventional breeding despite an extremely high Viral Load. Speaking of which my current Viral Load had leapt upto Twenty Million, three hundred and thirteen thousand. Under normal circumstances I'd have you down for a blood slam. But I think you are going to be requiring something much more potent than that! - Yes, Master. - You are now MINE, and just so you know, you will never return here again - Hail! ~ The END ~

Part 20: ''The Real Chase continues....'' - You like blowing meth clouds don't you faggot-boy? - Yes Master. - How about I give you a meth blast instead? - What is that, Master? - Where I slam this meth into your veins. You will fucking fly into the solar system. - Fuck YEAH. He tapped my vein, and in went the needle, and then in went the meth.... wh000000sH. The tourniquet came off and I was told to press on the cotton pad firmly over the puncture site. The high was much more intense than when I smoked it. I coughed, sweated, and immediately felt highly aroused and exhilarated, alongside being super alert with my heart beating faster and my breathing rate noticeably increasing too.... Damn, I was so fucking horny now, and I had a deep ache within for my cunt to be completely destroyed. My Master removed the collar and leash from me and began to very slowly lick my neck which sent surges of a physical electrical euphoria right through my inner core. FUCK! Those licks turned into grazing over the skin on my neck with his fangs which seemed to really turn him on as he groaned and grunted with pleasure... - Oh fuck, FUCK, your neck tastes so sweet. I so want to bite into it and drink your blood. Without saying a word I got up from sitting on the edge of the bed that faced the door, turned around so I now faced the freestanding mirror, the open window and the bright full moon beaming into Sir's bedroom, climbed onto the bed and into the centre, spread my legs out as far as they would go so my knees were now more than shoulder width apart, arched my lower back to push out my beefy ass to put myself in the perfect fuckable doggy pozition, and then tilted my head to one side as to present it to my Master for the taking. He climbed onto the bed and to being in between my legs where his hands gripped onto my hips as his T☣️xiC 12" Fuck Meat entered me balls deep. It was not his plan to fuck me now, but by putting my cunt out there for the taking he simply followed his natural instinct. No fuck just yet though, just talk... - What the fuck are you doing? - I did not give this instruction! - My cunt is yours to fuck my Master, and my neck is ready for you to bite it, go on, sink your fangs into my neck nice and deep and drink my blood. Take me.... - FUCK.... You should NOT do this! His breathing immediately became erratic as he started to fuck me with long powerful super hard thrusts, pausing for a few seconds on each balls deep inwards thrust. My head was still tilted to the side exposing my neck. In a highly aroused high n horny fucked up state I said out loudly in the direction of the window and out into the darkness lit up by the full moon..... - Please bite me and drink my blood, Master. The fucking stopped abruptly where my exposed neck soon found itself being stroked up and down with a few fingers.... - As hot and nasty as it is I cannot bite your neck. - Why not Master? - Because you'd bleed out. - Oh, I.... Before I could say another word a large bat flew towards the open window and landed on the window ledge when it immediately began to hiss in my Master's direction baring it's own fangs, who as soon as the bat started to hiss instantly leaned into my neck and took to sniffing it as he once again breathed erratically and heavily whilst licking his lips in a dark lust! - No, I mustn't.... The head and the upper body of the Man whose highly charged Fuck-Weapon was now buried deep in my faggot-boy guts suddenly jolted back with the grip on my hips tightening as my cunt took a wild-brutal-frenzied aggressive fuck during which he continuously let out a primal roar up into the full moon-lit air. He eventually slowed his pace of fucking down and took it to a pace of stop where he was in me balls deep which at this point he took the opportunity to speak.... - My Master has a creature of darkness from another world that lives underneath my home, very close by to my own dungeon in fact. This creature will most definitely want to feast on that hot neck of yours and will not be able to help himself... Master Terry promptly withdrew his T☣️xiC 12" Fuck Meat from my increasingly battered neg cunt and got me to sit on the edge of Sir's bed again. He picked up the 3ml syringe and tapped for one of his veins which was a lot more trickier than with me. Once located in went the needle, and 3ml of his highly charged essence quickly filled the syringe! The alpha-stud in the room stood upright and stepped back to admire me flying off of my weeping fag-boy tits and my current state of vulnerability as he held onto the 3ml of his T☣️xiC brew.... He KNEW I would let him do anything to me now! - You want me to inject this into your veins? It's what's called a blood slam! - Yes please, Master. - Are you sure? Because even though I have a super high Viral Load cumming inside of you does not guarantee you will seroconvert to becoming HIV positive. But a slam of this will definitely guarantee you will convert. - I am sure, Master. - Do you un-der-stand and consent to a blood slam and everything that comes with it, faggot-boy? - Yes, Master.

Chapter 5 – I get the ride of my life In Chapters 1 through 4, I tell about meeting up with Philip, a guy I connected with online. He has a playroom and a great collection of Topped Toys. We’ve been going at each other’s asses for a while. His husband, Ralph, also joined us. Ralph had recovered and came back into the room. He tapped Philip on the shoulder, and Philip got up, letting Ralph take the seat. Ralph looked up at me and smiled, and we both knew that this was going to be an epic event. Philip handed Ralph a new toy and said, “I think he can take the Mare Maker”. This thing was huge. It is about as long as it is thick, but it would be a great ride. It doesn’t start out narrow, but is wide at the start, gets wider in the middle, then tapers down once it’s fully seated. Ralph lubed it up liberally. Then he removed the butt plug from my ass and set it aside. While stroking my hole, he asked, “Are you ready?”. I nodded, and he started the insertion. This one took some work. We went slow, and there were some poppers involved. Ralph would push in until he felt resistance, and then he’d let it rest there. Once my ass was accustomed to that step, he’d push in some more. Resistance, pause, push. He pulled it all the way out once to apply more lube, and my hole felt vacant and open. This time, he pushed it in as deep as it had been and a little bit further. My ass felt stuffed and expanded. My cock was leaking precum, and we shared that around. Once again, Philip was filming the process, stroking his cock with his free hand. I reached back to feel how much more there was to go. The movement of my body as I reached to my ass let the last bit of the toy slide into me. My surprise was mirrored on both of their faces, too. Philip told me that I was the first guy they’d seen take the whole toy in his ass. He put down the phone that he was using to film us and crouched next to Philip. They both gazed at my stuffed hole, giving it little taps and shakes that would send seismic waves through my ass. I needed it to pull back out a little. We needed to work at pulling it out since my ass had taken a firm grip on the toy. Once it came out a little bit, my ass pushed it all the way out. I could feel a flood of lube gush out of my ass and reached down to feel the gash that my hole was now. Ralph asked if I wanted it again, and I said yes. He told Philip to insert it this time. More lube was applied, and Philip started to push. We needed to stop at one point so that I could take some poppers, but we got it in, with a little squirming around on my part to accommodate the enormity of the toy. Once it was in, we all took a moment to recover. My legs were well above the stirrups, and my ass was pointed upwards, letting the weight of the toy penetrate me. This felt fucking amazing! My ass had never been so filled. Philip had me move down in the sling so that my ass was level with him sitting on the stool. He grabbed hold of the base of the dildo and started to twist it in my ass. Even though it is smooth, the feelings as it moved around inside my ass and colon were incredible. After a while, he started some small back-and-forth movements. The toy was sucked so deep inside me that some suction had developed to keep it in place. He slowly pulled it back before shoving it in me again. He was able to get a good rhythm going in my hole. Between the twisting and the back-and-forth motion, I was in a state of elation. I looked down to see the intensity on Philip’s face as he tenderly fucked me with the Mare Maker. He, too, was in a blissful place. Ralph had taken up the filming duties, and I watched as he moved the phone’s camera from my ass to Philip’s face and then back to my ass. This would be a hot video to watch. The toy had really expanded my ass. After a great session with it, Philip told me that he was going to remove it. I told him to take it slow since there was a suction effect inside me, keeping the toy in place. He slowly pulled the toy back, checking in with me periodically to ensure that I was OK. Once it got past the thickest part down towards the base, my ass helped to push it out. Philip put down the dildo and started to gently massage my hole. Ralph moved in for a closeup of my gape and said, “I want to fist you now”. So, he handed Philip the phone and took a seat on the stool. He lubed up his hands and started to work around my hole. After the Mare Maker, my ass was ready for his fist. It wasn’t long before he slipped his hand into me, filling my ass with his hairy paw. His fingers opened up inside me, and he explored the deepest parts of my ass. It felt great, and I took a hit of poppers to really enjoy his handiwork. When he saw me snort the poppers, Ralph let out a groan and said, “Now, I’m really going to work over this pig hole”. He started a bigger back-and-forth motion, eventually pulling his hand all the way out before plunging back in. With each new entry, my hole opened more to accommodate him. The sling was swinging back and forth on its own as he pummeled my hole with his fist. Then, he drove it in deep and stopped the motion of the sling. His hand was buried deep inside me. He was curling his fingers to make a fist while he still in my ass. The feeling was wonderful, and I asked him to pull back until my hole was stretched to its max. He said he’d do one better. I didn’t know what he had planned, but my ass was his to do with as he pleased. He kept his hand inside me and started to circle my hole with the fingers of his other hand. He would slide them in alongside his arm and run them all around my hole. He started with two fingers but added more as he went along. Then, he pulled his hand all the way out and joined it up with his other hand. Philip dumped lube all over his hands and my gaping hole as Ralph worked to get both of his hands into my hole. Even with all the lube and the earlier play, this was a serious stretch. Together, his hands were likely the biggest thing to ever go in my ass. He worked all his fingers in, then pulled back, then one hand went back in, then back to all of his fingers. He was going deeper with each entry, and it felt awesome. Ralph looked up at me to see how I was doing. I slowly nodded my approval at him, and he went for it. My ass expanded to swallow both of his hands. The sensation was indescribable. The fullness and the sense of accomplishment had me in a blissful place. Ralph was only making small movements with his hands, but my ass was quaking in delight. Of course, my cock was dripping with precum and probably some piss. It had pooled up on my stomach and was dripping over the edge of my body. Luckily, the pads on the floor would soak it all up. Philip leaned down to lick some of the fluid off my stomach. It was erotic to know that he was getting precum and piss in the mix. He had stopped filming to clean me up, so he quickly went back to it, getting a closeup of Ralph’s hands inside my ass. I knew that a still from this video was going on my profiles. Ralph slowly extracted his hands from my ass. While my hole was gaping, my ass felt empty. Philip had the Mare Maker ready to slide in to fill it. I reached back to open my ass for it, and he drove it in. This time, there was no suction to battle since my ass was so wildly expanded. He fucked me with it, letting me feel the thickness and heft of it in my ass. I took some poppers, and Philip fucked me deep and hard with the toy, pulling it all the way out of my ass before sinking it back in. Thankfully, Ralph was recording all of this so that we could all watch it again in the future. This kind of play doesn’t happen often, and when it does, it needs to be remembered. As I came down from the poppers rush, Philip extracted the Mare Maker completely and stared at my open hole. I reached down and used fingers from both hands to explore my gash and open it for him. He stuck a few fingers in around mine and said, “Fuck, it is so hot in there”. Truthfully, my ass felt like it was on fire. He dumped some lube in me, cooling things off, and prodded around my hole, never going deep but just appreciating the gaping maw that my ass had become. After this, we all needed a break, so they helped me out of the sling, got me cleaned up, and then we headed back to the sofa to relax and drink some revitalizing fluids. I felt completely spent and satisfied, and they looked pretty damn happy too.

18 PEOPLE? Yesterday, I was feeling outta control horny so I texted my fwb’s to see who was around. Below is a result of what happened. LUNCHTIME: Took two loads. 1 from a new guy who was cute, but wasn’t good in bed. The 2nd from a bud who wasn’t at his best, but I know he’s usually a rough multicummer. AFTER WORK: Took three 1/1 loads back-to-back. Craig, Jesse, & Danny. 7PM: My orgy began. 5 tops, 6 vers, 1 btm. I had sex with literally everyone there. Then afterwards, I went uptown to hook up with my hung Haitian fwb who was very sexually frustrated and made me arch my back in ways that I didn’t know existed. I think that’s 18? Hmmmm

I went cruising at a park last weekend, and ended up taking two loads. The first guy was a bit heavy set (personally I really like when guys are bigger than me) and I blew him just off the trail. I have a bit of an exhibition kink, so I stripped down naked and got to work. His cock wasn't overly long, but it was thick enough to make my jaw a little sore after 15 minutes or so. He got pretty rough near the end and was using my throat as a cocksleeve, until he buried my face in his pubes and shot down my throat. It was just deep enough in my throat to where I couldn't really taste the cum. Pretty fun time, he even took a photo of it for me 😉 Unfortunately he wasn't up for a 2nd round, but after another 20 minutes or so I ran into another guy cruising. He was a lot leaner and just an inch or two taller than me, and I asked if he wanted to fuck me. He said he didn't have any condoms but still wanted to fuck me, so I told him i was on prep (a slight lie) and that I'd been tested recently. That was good enough for him, so I quickly slipped my jeans off and bent over against a tree. I passed him a little bottle of lube, and he quickly started easing into my ass. We started off a little slow, I absolutely love the feeling of when a cock slowly slides into my ass, pushing my hole open. We started to pick up speed a little, and he was getting pretty vocal calling me a slut who'd bend over for strangers. He got even more into when I told him I'd already sucked off someone else, telling me I should just save myself the trouble and do both at the same time. After about another 10 or so minutes he was grunting and told me he was going to fill me up, and I begged to get bred. After a moment or two he pulled out of my ass, he must have been deep when he came because none his cum dripped out. We parted ways after that, and on the way back out of the park I could feel the cum seeping out of my ass and down my leg. I eventually got home and took a shower, started playing with my ass again, had one of the best orgasms of my life.

Chapter One The more I stood there looking at the black steel door in front of me, the more I got pissed. He disappeared in the evenings during the week many times, only to show up with some lame excuse to where he had been. Tonight, I followed him. I was going to find out what the fuck was going on. I expected to see him go into one of the many adult bookstores in our area, but he went passed them and down this alley. I wondered if he knew I was following him, because at the top of the stairs leading down to where I was now, he paused and looked at the entrance of the alley. A smug grin came across his face and then he descended to the door. With a loud bang, he was gone. My anger grew and without thinking about it I kicked the bottom of the door. The thud echoed through the alley way. I heard some loud clicking and the door swung open. “What do you want” a deep commanding voice said from the darkness inside. “I, um, I’m not sure……”I stuttered out. “You the fresh meat?” the voice asked “I……” Without starting my second word, a large muscular arm reached out of the dark, it’s hand grabbed my arm and pulled me in. The door slammed shut with a loud thud, then a click and I knew I was trapped inside this place. Before I could say anything or even protest, the man pushed me into a room and order: “Strip” I was shaking with fear and without even thinking, I pulled my shirt over my head, stuffing it in one of the large brown bags on the floor. I kicked off my shoes and tossed them in. “Hurry the fuck up, the clients will be in soon” I undid my jeans and pulled them off, tossing them in the bag. There I was standing in my underwear, with this huge muscle man looming over me. “Underwear too,” he said, “Fuck are you shy?” Hooking my fingers in the waistband of my briefs I pushed them down my legs. His had went to my ass, rubbing it, then sliding his fingers in my crack. They moved up and down, teasing my hole. I was too scared to pull away and allowed him to play with my ass and hole. “Okay, lets get you strapped in and hooked up” he said. He grabbed my arm, around my bicep and pulled me down a darkened hall. As we moved I looked around, trying to see if my cheating bastard of a boyfriend was lurking around. I got a good look at the first room we past. It was full of glory holes, about 4 on each wall. I tried to get a better look, but the brute pulled me along. He pulled me around a corner and opened a hidden door. I could see a padded bench about waist high in the room. A black piece of leather covered an opening in the wall, blocking my view of what was on the other side. “Get up there and slide through” the brute ordered me. I quickly, got up on the bench on my knees. “Wait, stay just like that and relax” I was too scared to move. He grabbed a bottle off a shelf. It had a long thin tip on it. He squeezed it a bit and a clear liquid oozed out the top. Using his thick finger he rubbed that liquid up and down the tip. He positioned it at my hole and slid it in, squeezing it. I could feel the warm liquid coating my insides. Once he was satisfied, he pulled it out and put it back on the shelf. “Okay slide through” I laid down on the bench and slide my legs through the opening, lifting the leather just a little. “Keep going until I tell you to stop” I slide more and more. My legs were hanging out in the other side. I kept moving until the top of my ass was just past the edge of the bench outside the leather. “Right there. He positioned the leather up around my belly button and clamped it down on each side of me. He put my arm down beside me and strapped me in, then moved to the other and did the same. He pulled another strap over my chest and pulled tight. What ever was going on, I wasn’t going anywhere. He grabbed a clear plastic tube, that looked exactly like what you would see in hospitals to get oxygen. He hooked two hoops around my ears and then positioned two tips coming out of the tube up my nose, one in each nostril. “I don’t think this is right….” I said finding my voice. “Yeah they all say that the first time” “But….” “Relax and enjoy” he said leaving me in the room, turning off the bright light above leaving me in the dark. A few minutes later, I felt a hand around my ankle, raising my leg up. I could feel cold leather around my ankle shortly after. The slack in what ever was holding my leg was pulled tight and I was left with my leg in the air, unable to move it. Before I could even say anything my other leg met the same fate. A rough hand started to explore my ass, feeling my smooth cheeks and then my crack. The fingers pushed against my hole. I felt a sharp nail scratching the sides of my hole, then press inside. “Prep him good” a voice said. As the finger slid inside and started to scratch at my insides, I breathed deep through my nose. Poppers were flowing through the clear tube and I immediately felt the relaxing wave run through my body. The finger nail continued to scratch up my insides. “You’re going to love this” another mysterious voice said through the walls. I mumbled something, even I couldn’t understand. “Been coming here for weeks” the voice said. Even in my popper high I recognized the voice, it was my boyfriend David. I fucking knew it. “Just keep huffing and you will enjoy it too” My mind wondered if he knew it was me. I hoped not. The finger pulled out and I started to hear ominous music playing. In the darkness of my little room my mind began to wonder, what exactly was this place. Soon there were noises in the hall that brought my mind back to the situation I was in. Voices were talking, some I could make out what they were saying, others I couldn’t. “Look they have fresh meat” someone said rubbing my ass. “I will try that soon, but I am going to slid into the one that’s been here before” “Yeah, guess he’s not infected yet” “Been taking all the loads and haven’t turned” David said. “You need more then” a voice said. “Yeah, been giving it to the boyfriend too, want to pass it to him” David said. “Huff deep” a voice said. I heard a grunt and then David moaning. What the fuck was happening? Was he getting fucked right now? I felt a finger play with my hole and slid in and out. I tensed up a bit. “The more you tense up the rougher it gets” a voice at my feet said. The finger was replaced with a cock head, pressing against my hole. I huffed deep from my “popper line,” as the head push in and went balls deep. The pain was intense, yet dulled a little from the huffs I was continuing to take. “Just popped the new boy’s cherry” the man said, “going to open him up and seed him deep” Fuck, even through the popper fog my mind was in a panic. This man was fucking me raw, I only ever fucked raw with my boyfriend. I tried to move and I couldn’t, the restraints were too tight. I squeezed my hole, trying to force out the raw cock, but that only encouraged the man. “Yeah you bitch in heat, squeeze that ass around my cock” “Fuck, sounds like he wants to milk out that spoiled seed” “First time chasers are so fucking eager” My mind raced to come up with ideas on how to escape. I tried to focus on not breathing through my nose, but as the cock continued to pump in and out of my hole, the more I huffed the poppers. “Wish y’all were infecting my boyfriend” David said. What the fuck, I thought. Not only was he cheating and taking loads and trying to infect me with what ever disease he caught, but now he wants me here getting infected. My anger grew thinking about how fucking twisted this was. Yet, I hadn’t cried out for them to stop, nor did I expose to my boyfriend that I was in the dark room next to him. “I get that hole next” I heard a voice say. “It’s yours” It wasn’t the man fucking me responding. It was David’s top. “Heard the shit shot up there hadn’t taken, so they called in the big guns” “Yeah?” “Full blown, med resistant” There was a loud cheer from the other side of the wall. David was moaning loudly, could even hear him over the slapping of flesh as the two tops pounded our holes. “If that don’t take, I will go the blood route” David said. “Oh it will take” the man said. The cock in my hole was thrusting in and out at a fast pace. His balls were swinging and hitting my back when he thrusted in. They must have been so low hanging nuts. The head of the cock would meet the inside of my hole, pull it out just a bit and then his cock would be shoved back in balls deep. My pulse throbbed in my temples and I could hear my heartbeat in my ears, drumming out the rhythm of the fucking that I was getting. “Full blown huh?” someone asked, “you look like death is trying to beat down your door” “I take that as a compliment” the man said, “plan to infect as many as I can before I meet the grim reaper” David was moaning louder and louder as the slapping of flesh got louder and faster. Who ever was up his hole was pounding him like there was not tomorrow. The man up my hole was still pounding me at a good pace. “Here comes your first load of the night” someone said. “Shoot that cum up my hole, breed me you diseased fucker” David shouted. “Ohhhh fucccckkk” There was cheering as the man came up David’s hole. This encouraged my top who started to pound my hole harder and faster. I was grunting with every thrust in. “Cherry boy is about to get his first infecting” the man said. “Break his cherry, breed him deep” someone shouted. “Hold on buddy, it only gets better from here” David said. The man slammed into me deep. I could feel his cock pulse as his load shot out of his piss slit and splattered the walls on my insides. “Virus ho!” he shouted. There was more shouting and cheering as the man shot in me. I closed my eyes and felt my warm tears run down the side of my face, cooling as the moved away from my eyes. My mind was twisting in the guilt of what just happened. I was beating myself up for allowing this to happen. for not stopping the muscled brute from strapping me to this bench. “Beg for my disease” voice said, “Beg for my death” “Please gift me with your disease, your death. Shoot your mutated virus in me, to spread” David said. I heard a loud grunt and knew that the man had shoved his cock up David’s hole. “Oh fuck yeah Daddy,” David yelled, “deep dick me” I listened close as the man pounded David’s hole. My cock was hard and standing up, supported by the leather. A hand slapped my ass hard, making it sting and warm, then a cock slid up my hole. I moaned. A hand wrapped around my cock and slowly jacked it as the cock started to move in and out of my hole. “Milk that last untainted load out of those balls” someone said. The man started to jack my cock faster and faster, while his cock was pushed in deep, his crotch against me. I could feel my cum building. “Anyone wanna eat a virus virgin’s load” the man jacking me asked. “Oh fuck no” someone replied, “waste that shit on the floor” I felt a new hand take over jacking my cock as the cock in my ass started to move, pumping in and out. Soon they were moving at the same rhythm. Each time the hand slid down my shaft, it crushed my nuts. I wanted to cry out that I was about to cum, but did’t want David to know it was me on the next bench getting seeded by anonymous men, just like him. My muscles began to tense up as my cum load got closer and closer to shooting out of my piss slit. My ass muscles squeezed the cock in my hole, only to have it pump harder and rougher. “He’s about to blow” the guy fucking me yelled. “Jack him harder” someone yelled. “Milk that vanilla load” another voice yelled. “Empty those nuts, so they can fill up with poison seed” David said. My body tensed up more and I felt my muscles twitch and my cum shoot out. I could tell this load was shooting high. The men cried out as my piss slit opened and my load flew high in the air. The hand on my cock continued to jack and my cock continued to shoot. Until it to too sensitive and began to deflate. Once limp the hand dropped it and it fell on to my crotch.

You know you’re a total fucking whore when you can’t even remember who fucked you yesterday!!! Sleazy as fuck! That’s why I’m so horny to reconnect when it works out 😜

PART 2: As Ty (his nickname) starts to approach me, I get a bit self conscious so I roll on my back and try to sit upright on the floor, and in a slutty maneuver I left the dildo remain deep inside me as I rolled to sitting position, with my legs spread far apart to signal submission to what I could easily tell was a stronger, much more dominant man. When I sat upright I began feeling a growing intense pain, because my whole body was forcing itself onto the dildo I was sitting on, a deep 8” inch dildo with no balls, that gets thicker as it gets closer to the base of the shaft, I’d guess from a comfortable 1.25 inches to about a 2 inch thick base, and a wide flared end that helped it all stay in place as I sat on it. Ty briefly talked to Darrell as he approached me but was mainly focused on me, and he was visibly enjoying what he was seeing. “so, you’re going to be the little slut for tonight?” He said it like he knew the answer was a YES from me. I was feeling a tingling sensation from smoking still but I was gathering my words together more easily. “I’m here to do whatever you guys want me to do” I started noticeably shaking from nervousness from what I had said. I couldn’t come to grip what was being uttered from my mouth, it was so wild for me to say something like that to a guy in real life, and even more wild I was fully naked, ready to accept all sexual advances. Apart from that, I was actually enjoying everything so far, and everything was going much better than I had ever dreamed of. It was nervousness from thinking I would enjoy this too much and what that implied about my sexuality. “Is this your first time?” Ty asks me,” it’s the first time I do something that makes me feel so vulnerable”. He grins in response. He takes off his hoodie he walked in with, revealing a nicely fitted shirt, with a semi ripped, stocky body and large biceps and hunky build. it’s what you’d imagine the body of a NFL linebacker to look like. He lowers down on one knee, kisses me on the lips, forcing his tongue into me, someThing that was much easier for me to accept once I clouded up my judgment. I would have probably stopped it if I hadn’t smoked up but in this case I felt giving in was just right. I also had never been French kissed before, and didn’t want to ruin the moment, so I went with it, and I gave in to the kiss, letting him guide me with his tongue. “Be a good little slut for me” Ty remarks as I manage to yelp out “yes sir” in reply. He gets back up on his feet and unbuckles his jeans, revealing his long, semi hard cock. At this point, his cock is right in front of my face while I’m sitting on the floor, my legs spread apart and completely flat on the floor, while my arms were behind me posted on the floor as to help my posture and to stay upright. All while I was in chastity locked up, with my small, but rock hard cock struggling to escape its cage. I knew what a good slut should do next, so I opened my mouth to invite his cock inside giving an innocent look while doing so, he gave me another warm smile, held both the back of my head and my throat with his hands, and entered my open mouth with his cock. I made sure to stay in the same position, I didn’t want to make him upset and hurt him in some way. He started thrusting slowly at first, then as his cock continued to get more hard, he increased his thrust at a continuous rhythmic pace. Him holding my head in his hand had me feeling like I was being forced into sucking him, I almost instantly came to terms that I liked giving up control like that. I had never been in that position before and the clouds made everything much more acceptable for me in my head I’m thinking I’ll only do this once anyways so might as well enjoy it! I also found how much easier it was not to have a gag reflex as well, I wasn’t thinking about if it was “gross” or “weird” it was now “sexy”, “slutty” and “hot” to suck cock, try to train myself into going as deep as possible, and slurp up and swallow every drop of cum that I’m offered, something I was hesitant and grossed out with when I was sober and caused me to gag a lot. Initially I could take him completely, but once his cock started growing I had a harder time taking him all at once, so I practiced harder with his cock, letting it enter deeper into my mouth, forcing it in at times, and learning how to pause my breath to go deeper. He placed himself into a more comfortable position, by inching his whole body closer into me. Him getting closer caused me to lean back more to adjust for the angle,but not only did it allow him to thrust deeper inside my mouth, but me leaning back more was forcing my whole body even deeper onto the dildo. While my ass slowly split apart in pain as the toy inched deeper, Tyrone started to caress my head while verbally encouraging me “ good bo, take it”, “go deeper for me”. I wasn’t sure if he was just talking about my head or my ass, but it turned me on even more. Darrell hopped over briefly to tyrone and handed him a glass pipe with a torch and a small cup, he also handed me a cup as well. “ drink it now” Darrell said. I knew what I was, G, as many call it, and I never had tried it before either, and I expected a bad taste as a lot of people can attest to. We drank it but I still nearly threw it back up, it was a horrible taste and very strong. After darrell saw my reaction he quickly grabbed another cup from the table “it’s Pepsi” and has me drink it to make sure the G stays down. “Thank you” I tell Darrel, appreciating his kindness and caring for me, he nods and then goes back to James, it seems they are still talking and preparing something at the table for themselves. “Keep sucking me” he let me know as he now has a pipe and torch in his hands. He quickly lit up as it already had sTuff in it, and I made sure to continue obeying his orders. I also made sure to suck him at the pace he went at. He blows out a couple deep clouds and once he had a decent amount with the pipe, he takes out his cock from my mouth, and directs the pipe into my mouth. “take a big hit”, I don’t complain, and take a big hit like he said. As soon as I couldn’t inhale more cloud, he stuffs his cock back deep into my mouth. “Try to swallow me down” he asks me; I try it, and it makes it so my whole throat tightens down on his cock, and he loves it. “OOOOHHHHH your such a good little bitch boy” he mutters, “ that’s feels so fucking good” he starts to get louder and he starts to change into making loud, primal, grunting noises as he continues to deep throat, I have to catch my breath in small gasps after each thrust. Once he noticed no more smoke was exiting my nose and mouth, he would repeat, making me inhale more clouds and stuffing his cock back into my throat once I finish inhaling, slowly exhaling again whenever I can catch my breath along his rhythmic poundings. He does this a few times more to me before asking, “how you feeling?” “ I feel amazing right now, I’m noticing how much of a little boy slut I can be”. “Of course, it’s what you needed to find out, accept it, accept what’s happening to you” Ty reinforces how I need to submit to everything again. “ yes, I need to be a little slut, I love being a little cock slut”. “Say you were born suck my cock” he asks. “I was born to suck your cock” I felt I was being hypnotized by his cock and what I was bieng made to say. It was a trance that made me go deeper into submitting and surrendering myself to him. The pain I was feeling from the dildo wasn’t being felt anymore either, the clouds had me flying more, and it made my hole much more relaxed, to the point that I was sitting as deep as the dildo can go. All 8 inches were now inside of me, and I finally got very relaxed in that floor position. I started gyrating my hips on the dildo as it was producing an incredible sensation of pleasure for me. As I kept gyrating, I began feeling an intense sensation I’ve rarely felt before, an intense sensation sourced deep in my ass, and this sensation began to grow spread in a slow wave that spread across my hips and highs, and it wanted to spread throughout my body, it made me need to gyrate even harder on the dildo, as if the dildo was a fountain of ecstasy that made me lust for more as long as I kept riding it, and the only way to stay satisfied this way was to remain filled in both my holes. At this point, this was now the most intensely pleasurable sexual experience I had ever had in my life, nothing that I had done in my youth even came close, but everything that happened since then, only began to reinforce that I always was meant to be fucked by men, to be used for their pleasure, and things are just getting started: it had only been a little more than an hour since I had first met Darrell in the lobby, and now I’m sitting flat on the floor with a dildo deep in my ass, blowing clouds as I’m simultaneously being fed thick hard cock and gyrating my hips uncontrollably on a dildo. Compared to the first set of clouds I blew, this new set of clouds put me on a new level completely, and apart from the waves of pleasure I began to feel, I started to feel another sensation, a deeper uninhibited feeling, a sensation the need of being touched, sodomized, forced, let myself give up all control and fully surrender to the pleasure; not just have sex, but to get fucked and feel every little sensation Ive wanted but have never felt before. The T was getting more available in my body and I was getting even more wired and connected with a positive, good feeling all over my body, I felt like kissing, touching, cuddling, but also had a deep urge to be sodomized and wrecked by alpha men and force fed cock. I started to pull his jeans down more, so he took them off completely, as with his shirt, I started appreciating his whole body caressing him, as he started to more aggressively take my head and impale his cock deep inside my throat, it’s what I needed after all, it’s what I craved. I had no more gag reflex so I could easily have him deep and give him that swallowing sensation he enjoyed. I continued to gyrate uncontrollably, slowly losing energy from the intense workout I was getting, but I was in need of maximizing the amazing growing waves of pleasure I was feeling. I look back at Darrell and James, they are in the process of finishing up something at the corner of the table, I see something on their arms that looks like large rubber bands, so I expected they were probably admining each other. Darrell starts to twitch for a few seconds, probably the T working through his bloodstream. “Lay that faggot on the couch” Darrel says, a much more aggressive attitude from his demeanor early on, I wasn’t scared of this change though, and actually liked the aggression he was portraying. Ty lifts me up off the ground completely. The dildo comes up from the floor and stays suck me, I was riding it hard and deeply like a butt plug so it stayed in like one. Ty walks me to the rear of the sofa and bends me over the rounded backrest of it, and spreads my legs slightly apart.“How twisted do you really want to get tonight?” Darrell asks “I want to feel everything, I want to get TwisTed” - I reply to him “ well them I’m going to bump your ass up with this, this will turn you into a complete submissive cum dump, but that’s what you really want from the look of it!” he shows me a syringe with the needle tip broken off, and the syringe is filled with liquid. “It’s only what we’ve been smoking in it, right?” I ask. “yes It’s dissolved in liquid, that’s all” he replies, I had a feeling it was that anyways, I just felt I had to confirm for some reason. I still would have taken it anyways, it was too hot not to. “Yes please” I reply to him and he quickly removes the dildo stuffed in my ass, he deeply stuffs the syringe into my ass and squirts the liquid out deep inside me, and then inserts the dildo back into place, to make sure no liquid dribbles out of my hole.“ Just Stay in this position for a few minutes” he tells me, so I stay draped over on the backrest from behind the sofa, while Ty moves to the front of the sofa and gets back to having me suck him off. Now my ass is up high for him to use as he pleases, so he reaches back to grab my ass and my cock, where he notices I’m still rock hard in my chastity. “ You REALLY like what I’m doing to you? You still have a stiff little clit, and you haven’t stopped being hard since we started”. I feel a mix of embarrassment, just how much I enjoy sucking cock, pleasing a man, feeling like a slave to a master, being a submissive to a dominant, it still felt so WRONG to me, but it still felt SO GOOD. He feels me up more as he slowly deep throats me. After a few minutes pass, I started to feel sweaty, and cold, the room was warm and also dry so I wasn’t sure why I started to sweat, but I quickly made the connection when I also started to feel absolutely wired. A deeper, primal instinct was activated inside of me, all this pleasure is suddenly the only thing I wanted to feel anymore, and I didn’t want it to stop, everything felt like i was being zapped into euphoria, everything I touch, every part of my body he touches, he begins spanking as well from tugging my balls, and stopping my breath when he’s deep in my throat, all of that only served to amplify every sensation as I begin to rocket through the clouds. TO BE CONTINUED…

I see @TaKinGDeePanal. Well, not really silly or presumptive of you because if there is enough call for a sequel, yes, I left it on a bit of a cliffhanger there didn't I, how very soap opera, LOL, then sub-Jason could well find himself face to face with a vampire. Maybe a sequel would see him first become poz, and then go from this life to the next to become a cold blood-thirsty creature of the night...

Part 23: ''Sir Doug returns'' It was now the day after the night of the full moon and Sir Doug would be retuning in little over a week. In that space of time my Master would only be cumming one more time. When would that other one time be? I would for the next week go through a very difficult period as even though my Master would both be fucking and fisting me for many hours a day without reaching an orgasm I would not be sleeping very well at all and felt very irritable as I went through my T comedown / crash. That is the reason Master gave for fucking and fisting me relentlessly throughout the week even though I really was not horny nor wanting it, as a way to pass the time to get me through the awful comedown. My body and mind felt rough. I did not have that high and horny feeling, and I now craved it. For the whole week during play I was made to wear the rubber Gas Mask, a pair of backless/crotch-less rubber shorts, and the rubber H Harness, and of course my Master's chastity cage. It had been a week of irritability and difficulty sleeping, plus the cravings and we had now got to the point of it being the night before Sir Doug returning where I thankfully got the most huge sleep of 16 hours, and upon waking I for the first time since my T binge felt more like my old self again. We were both expecting Sir to be home in a few hours, so my Master promptly took me into the living room where I gave the first toy show around a week and a half ago and where I would now get that third dirty load of his. Before I was fucked my Master took off his cage from my pointless fag-dick and put back on Sir's cage. - Don't worry, one day you'll be wearing this cage again. - I hope so, Master. A quick pump and dump saw to it that I was loaded up again with a hot thick highly charged hyperspermia load of cum deposited deep into my piggy-cunt. But my Master knew how very precious his load is, so as soon as he had finished dumping his dirty seed he got the biggest butt plug and plugged me up. But as I was so loose now my cunt could not grip a hold of it properly so I was now made to wear a pair of tight rubber briefs to hold the plug in. I started to laugh... - Look Master, I cannot walk properly. - Yes, try not to walk in front of Doug if you can help it. If you have to just say you sprained your ankle! 😈 - Good thinking. You are such a clever Master. - Thank you pig. It's official, you have gone from faggot-boy to pig. You have done very well. Good boy, pig. - Thank you, my Master. Sir had just arrived home.... - Hey Doug, how are you? - Hey Terry, I'm tired, but good. Has the boy behaved himself. - Oh yes Doug buddy, he has been a very good boy. Haven't you, Jason?! Every fibre of my being trembled as I heard him utter my actual name. Even Sir never called me by my actual name. I wanted to reply referring to him as Master, but I knew I couldn't.... - Yes Uncle Terry. Thank you for taking care of me. I watched from the living room window as Master Terry drove off. Inside of my head I was begging and pleading for him not to go. Thankfully we had exchanged numbers. We kept in contact via messaging until we would meet again where I repeatedly expressed my longing for a repeat of the most incredible intense hot Chem-Fucking we both thoroughly and repeatedly had enjoyed, but he said as much as he would like that I had to focus in on my work as a houseboy and my training as a sub with Sir Doug. Of course, he knew best, and indeed I was learning a great deal from Sir, but it was my Master and his Master who I now truly craved to be taking the lead. Every night after Master Terry left I would have very vivid dreams of him where he would fuck and fist me and blood slam me as I would spin on the clouds. And in the background to every dream was an unknown figure that wore a hooded ankle length Leather cloak complete with a bird beak mask. Every single night I would have this dream and every morning I would wake with pre cum oozing out of my pointless flaccid caged fag-dick. When I met Sir Doug a month or so ago I was by no stretch of the imagination a chaser, but now, I WAS! And I knew with certainty who I wanted to do the deed. Maybe he already had; we had fucked a lot whilst Sir Doug was away, and I took 3 loads from him. Doug might be my Sir, but Terry was now my Master, his commanding authority now superseding all others prior to this moment in time. It was still the first evening of Sir's arrival back home. He was tired. We ate a small meal together, talked for a short while, and then he went to bed. As soon as he went to bed I went to the cellar-dungeon, took out the butt plug, pushed out Master's nasty filthy dirty load onto one of the vinyl sheet covered mattresses and very slowly licked it up whilst repeating over and over as I longed for his actual physical presence, and so much more.... - Thank you for this beautiful gift, my Master! Once I finished feeding all of his dirty load into my greedy belly I looked into the floor to ceiling mirror and clearly said as I looked at my reflection.... - Master Terry, I long for the day you OWN me for keeps as I have you flowing through my veins for the rest of my life. Maybe your Master can make this happen.

Part 22: ''Hail'' My Master had only gone and squirted the 3ml of his dirty DNA onto my face which he proceeded to rub all over and in. - Looks like we are going to be needing much more of the good stuff. He took two 20ml syringes out of a bag. What the fuck was he going to do with them? I did not have to wait long to find out! Starting with himself then onto me he drew 20ml of blood from each of us. Using the syringe that had his blood in it he pointed it at my left pec and squirted out about 6 poinT 66 ml and used his finger to draw the number 6. He repeated this three times in total so I had a number 6 drawn in his blood on my left and right pecs and in between on my sternum, all of which to go with his blood he had smeared all over my face. I was then once again instructed to get on all fours with my knees more than hip shoulder apart, my arms holding me in the semi upright position facing the freestanding mirror and window. Master picked up the syringe that had 20ml of my neg blood in it and squirted about 15ml into his mouth where he swirled it about his mouth, then swallowed. Getting in between my legs he again entered me 12" balls deep. Taking the remaining 5ml or so of my blood in the syringe he squirted it onto my neck and smeared it all over, licking it up as he firmly gripped my hips and fucked me. I looked at him licking my neck and fucking me via our reflection in the mirror in front of the window and he was in his own world, like he was not having sex with me but just USING my body for his deep dark desires. Still holding onto my hips and fucking me he looked up from licking my now bloodied neck and into the mirror and into my eyes giving me a wide grin which when he did showed my blood dripping off of his fangs - What would you do to receive a blood slam tonight. - Oh, anything my Master. - Anything at all. - Yes Master - Anything! Continuing licking his lips his deep set eyes bored deep into my eyes via our reflections in the mirror.... - Would you give my Master your soul? - Yes, my Master. - Would you let my Master's creature of darkness from another world that lives underneath my home feast on your neck which would take you from this life and turn you into a creature just like him? What entity had Sir allowed to come into his home? Who really was Master Terry? I knew a dark force was present, but I did not care.... I was high on T and open to anything! For the next couple of hours my Master fucked me continuously with a steady pace and plenty of verbal. Towards the end of our fuck the verbal continued... - You are definitely HIV negative aren't you faggot-boy? - Yes, Master. - And it does not bother you that we are fucking without a condom even though I have an fast increasing HIV Viral Load now with over 14 Million copies and am about to cum deep inside you for a second time in two days? - No Master. PLEASE blood slam me, make it for real. - Damn, I'm getting pretty close. Remember when I first came inside of you a few nights ago I yelled out my Master's name? - Yes Master. - Well, I am about to again. But this time there will be three Hails. The first Hail will indicate I am very close to cumming. The second Hail will indicate that I can literally feel my dirty seed has passed the point of my ejaculatory ducts and is now hurtling down my urethra which will immediately be followed by the third Hail where I will call out my Master's name by which poinT I will be loading your neg cunt with my highly charged T☣️xiC-seed. If you wish to make him your ultimate Master you can join in with the third Hail with his name, but that will be your choice, your free will. His deep set eyes closed and he in a flash he came over with an intense concentration along with his pace of fucking speeding up. - Oh Fuck... Hail... My Master wants your soul.... The creature beneath my home wants to feast on your neck.... Oh fuck, FUCK... He started to grunt in between his breath becoming very erratic with his hands now digging even harder into my hips.... - FUCK YEAH, the second one is coming.... Hail.... That was his second Hail, so I knew there was less than a second until the first rope of dirty cum blasted deep into my faggot-boy cunt. His eyes were still shut but not for much longer. He slammed in his powerful 12" Fuck Weapon and held it there as I felt the first sensation of a warm and wet feeling begin to fill me up. His eyes flicked open and instantly focused onto mine via our reflection, and we both screamed in unison into the air of the full moon night.... - HAIL S-atan. His second huge t☣️xic load in two days was now flooding my very willing gaping warm and wet cunt. His neck tilted back thrusting his head towards the ceiling where a wild primal roar came from deep within his life force, and as this roar continued to erupt his mouth was wide open which showed off his fangs which I could see in the mirror with my blood still dripping off of them. His hands tightened their grip on my hips as my jaw extended my mouth open wide together with my forehead scrunching up due to the intensity of my body being USED reaching a crescendo. I was mesmerized by his primal roar, his wild animal like posture, and the contrast of our bodies together, not just the physical difference, but how one body was dominating the whole scene as the other submitted. And all this happening on Sir's bed!

Aint never pullin out to shoot

Last Monday I was in Lisbon and really wanted to breed an ass. Grindr was pretty boring, but after a while a 19 year old guy responded. He was slim, good looking, and had a beautiful bubble butt. I immediately wanted to blow my load in his ass. So I contacted him, but instead of small talk the guy cut to the chase, saying he was an escort, his rate was 40 euro for a fuck, and when asked, he responded he only fucked Safe. Shit. I was pissed. But as I really wanted it I went for it, but decided I would only fuck him using spoiled rubbers, so I prepared a rubber by piercing it with a needle. Invisible, but effective. Arriving at his place I was very well pleased. The boy was hot indeed. When i arrived at his place, I was not disappointed: the boy was hot. Not only did he look his age, he was 1.75 meter in height and 60 kg, and his ass was as perfect as his Grindr profile suggested. Well, we got down to business. He began by giving me a light small massage, and then I decided it was time to fuck his ass. I removed the customized condom from my pocket, made a show of opening the cellophane, and even allowed the kid to slip it on my cock. He never caught-on I had tampered with the condom. After a few minutes of fucking the condom was still intact, so I began wondering if my efforts would be in vain, then I distinctly felt it snap, and, of course, the pleasure quotient immediately doubled. There's nothing like barebacking a guy's ass. After some more fucking, by now essentially fully bareback, I could tell I was about to cum, and I warned the kid as much. "Shoot your load in my ass, and don't stop fucking me," he instructed, not realizing, of course, I was actually barebacking him. The knowledge of this pushed me over the edge, and I shot my charged load deep in his ass. When I pulled out I had to play the game, so I said "Oh, shit! The condom broke!" Looking over, the guy saw the broken condom around my shaft. "Shit," he responded, but added "don't worry, I won't give you anything. I always fuck safe." I was inwardly very pleased he was negative. Pulling on my clothing, I left him with my poz load in his ass. This was the first time I had stealth-fucked a 'safe-only' bottom, and I can honestly say I loved it. I need to do it again, and soon. Now, please keep your fingers crossed, and that I pozzed him. I'll know I was successful if his profile to 'bareback escort'.

As I reached the top step and turned towards my top floor condo, a paper on my neighbors’ door caught my eye. I smiled as I read the eviction notice. For the past 18 plus months, the couple in condo 314 had made enemies of every tenant on the floor, not to mention anyone who met them in the laundry room, mail room or had the distinct bad luck of living below them. So it was no great shock that in the 36 hours I had been out of town on business, they had been booted for noise, delayed payment, suspicious activity, and about a dozen other violations of the co-op agreement. It wasn’t until a few days later, while I was collecting a package, that I discovered that management had reached the end of their patience when a maintenance man witnessed the female in the couple, brandishing a knife, chasing the half-naked male across the lawn in front of the rental office. It puzzled me as to why this tussle was different from the similar arguments I’d seen a handful of times, when they explained that the half-naked male was naked on his bottom half. My laughter continued all the way back to my stairway, only stopped by the image of a sweaty shirtless 6 foot tall teen hunk coming down and walking off towards a moving van. Taking the steps two at a time, I managed to position myself in a chair at the perfect angle out my living room window to watch as the shirtless guy and some equally hunky buds made their way to and from the truck, over and over again. Upon review, I could tell the first guy I’d witnessed was closer to 25 than 18, but only when his chest hair caught some sunlight, revealing a tattoo of a crucifix on his right pectoral. His small beer gut also hinted towards adulthood, as it was probably acquired from one too many frat parties, or perhaps a habit of drinking everyday after the whistle blew at some blue collar job. Otherwise his youthful smile, round cheeks and tight bubble butt would have had me convinced he was a freshman at the university up the road. Tempting as it was to offer a hand, a glass of lemonade or a ride on my 9 inches of thick circumcised cock meat, I knew I was better to watch from the shadows and collect jerk material for later. No reason I couldn’t enjoy a bowl though, as long as I didn’t light the torch where it would reveal my voyeuristic perch. Once the bowl was finished, the Tina kicked in, and I was aching to find some hot young ass to spew full of some chemmed-up seed, driving me to leave the window and move to my computer screen. The timing was probably perfect anyway, as the sun was setting quickly and I could hear the moving truck driving away no more than 15 minutes later. Less than an hour after that, I found a 19 year old bio major sucking white smoke from the business end of my pipe, while taking all nine inches into his sweet smooth ass. It was easy to get the curious college boys to come over once they saw the photos of my 6’3” tall frame, 46” chest, 15” arms, 32” waist and previously mentioned dick. This naive twink had originally begged me to go slow, use a condom, let him suck me off instead, yadda yadda yadda; but I just kept loading more shards into the pipe and stuffing more laced lube in his pooper until he was too fucked up to say anything other than “Fuck me! Faster! Harder!” I did as he commanded, blowing not one, not two, but three heavy loads into his innocent hole before kicking his ass to the curb a few hours after his arrival. His wide eyes kept looking into mine as I threw him his clothes, slid on some basketball shorts and told him to get the fuck out, shocked that I had so quickly transformed from a passionate cum-dispensing power top to cool-headed unconcerned asshole. I watched from my doorway as his head slid down the stairwell and out of sight, looking up just in time to see my new neighbor open the door and pull the same move on some equally innocent blonde bimbo. She ran down the steps in tears when she realized someone was watching her walk of shame. I had to admire my new neighbor’s nonchalant attitude towards her used pussy and I wondered briefly if she was running fast enough to pass my own discarded boy-toy. My neighbor might have had the same thought as he smiled too, making us both laugh, and step into the hall to introduce ourselves. “Hey man, nice to meet ya, I’m Pete.” I was elated that he was in fact, the same young stud I had first spotted downstairs, and he looked just as good the second time around, if not better. He smelled of axe body spray, cum, and lube; and was covered in a fine sheen of sweat as well as brown fuzzy hair on his head, chest and legs. Bright green eyes, a straight nose and boyish smile made him look like a 15-year-old from the neck up, but his work-built chest and arms, the black and red crucifix tattoo and a packed pair of white CK boxer-briefs made him all man from the neck down. My gaze lingered a second too long on the spot of precum forming at the head of his semi-hard dick, causing him to retreat into his apartment for a pair of shorts, inviting me to join him. He didn’t close the door to his bedroom as he stripped away the white fabric, connected to his dick by a string of semen. I had to tuck my own re-hardening cock into the waist of my jockstrap when he bent over to put on a pair of board shorts with nothing under them, granting me a glimpse of his tight fuzzy hole. As he turned to come back into the living room, I pretending to be checking out his balcony view before plopping unceremoniously on his couch. Another smile crossed my face when I realized the pillow I’d sat next to was hiding a pipe like my own, as well as a sack of goodies. His face went pale when he turned to sit too and noticed my discovery, and my raised eyebrow. The perverted asshole in me knew from the look of fear on his face that I could have blackmailed him into all sorts of dirty deeds at that moment, but I laughed, grabbed the lighter, and torched the bowl, taking a HUGE hit. He exhaled at the same time I did, relieved that he was not going to get evicted or have the cops called on him. “I wondered if you were a partier, especially when I heard you going to town on some pussy for hours. That’s why I called Sheila. My dick was so hard hearing your bitch scream I decided to torch up with my fuck buddy and see if I could compete!” He took a hit as big as mine, but coughed as it came out, obviously new to partying, but hoping to seem as cool as me. “Hate to burst your bubble Pete, but my pussy was a dude. Sweet little 19 year old fuck who thought he was coming over for romance and cuddling, before I raped him, that is,” I took another hit, while Peter went from wide-eyed to laughing. “Shit dude! That is fucking hilarious! Sheila, that blonde piece of trash with the cum running down her legs, was expecting the same thing, but I told her after my second load,” He bragged. “‘I smoked you out, and filled you up, what more do you want,’ and you should have seen how she pouted and bitched on her way out of here!” “I could tell dude! And if you’d been out two minutes earlier, you would have seen what’s-his-name leaking THREE of my loads while doing the same walk of shame,” both of us laughed at our shared experience of using a high bitch on a Saturday night. We passed the pipe around for a few hours and chatted about a bunch of shit, before he decided to call it a night, and I decided to call another unsuspecting jizz bag I’d met at a club. As I used the laced lube to pound a load into a medical student who was too high and mighty to smoke my favors, I thought about Peter, and wondered if he could hear the squeals coming from the blond gym bunny I was breeding. I only came out of my fantasy of Pete joining us and eventually becoming my steady cum-dumpster, when the drugged pre-med gym boy asked me to pull out before coming. Just for that I made sure to rape him especially hard when I pumped his ass full for the second time. His pupils were the size of his anus when I shoved him into the hallway, and I swear I heard my new neighbor chuckle when pre-med asked if we could do it again. For the next three months, life went on, with me splitting days at the office and the gym, and Pete splitting them between classes to get his business grad degree and working as a stock boy for best buy. We both lived for the weekends when almost every Saturday night we sat on his or my couch, rehashing our last twelve hours of fucking. Thank God Pete had grown up with a gay uncle and seemed totally unfazed by my talk of using the local college boys, and didn’t seem to mind that I got hard whenever he told me about his latest co-ed conquest. This also gave me a chance to find out all about him, discovering his background growing up with a single mother, working construction at 14 to make cash to buy a car and save up for school, putting himself through undergrad, and eventually discovering the joys of partying when he started dating a girl who dealt. It wasn’t until one night in fall that things began to change. Pete had been laid-off by the box store for a failed UA, which meant no money for drugs once his school bills, rent and expenses were paid. I was happy to provide a random bowl to the boy now and then, but we both realized he was too comfortable when he walked in on my dick balls deep in some ass. I would have been more upset but the interruption turned on the football stud I was fucking, causing his ass to tighten. My load shot in him right as Pete’s jaw dropped. Normally you’d think a straight guy would run for the hills, but football boy lit up the pipe and motioned for Pete to take a hit, which seemed to be all the invitation he needed to stick around and smoke. I knew some of Pete’s regular pussy had dried up when he could no longer afford Tina, but it had never occurred to me he might be so hard up as to try some dude ass. Sadly, I think the football stud was too butch, so Pete only stayed to smoke the rest of the bowl, before I went back to the ass at hand, and he went back to his apartment. The rest of my fuck session, the wheels were turning in my head, wondering how I could turn all these factors to my advantage. Once I kicked the linebacker out, Pete came over and apologized profusely, at which point I made it clear that I was not a dealer, and would no longer be loading bowls for him. I waited until he looked defeated before pretending to take pity on him by saying he could always still join me for a bowl when I was loading it for a hook-up. Sure enough, my plan worked like a charm. Although all the boys I hooked up with were muscular, I knew I’d need to find a smooth one, who was more on the swimmer’s build side if I was going to keep Pete from running away as soon as the pants came off. The next weekend I invited over a slightly effeminate teenager I’d met when he and some high school friends finished swimming at my gym’s pool When he arrived, I warned him that my “hot, straight neighbor” might be joining us for some partying before he got fucked. He said that was fine, since he wasn’t even sure he was in the mood to get fucked (yeah right), and was only looking to try partying. As soon as the smooth sweet boy crossed my threshold around lunchtime, Pete was knockin’ at my door. He seemed nervous with my young guest eyeing him, until the first hit crossed his lips, becoming loose and happy. Before the first bowl was through, the prudish teen was sliding his hand down my shorts and whispering how badly he needed to see my monster dick. I loaded fat bowl number two and asked Pete if he minded us getting started. His mouth wanted to say for us to stop, but the pipe in my hands made him say “no problem.” Pete tried to keep his eyes on the bi-bareback porn on my 55” plasma, and away from the slowly undressing teen boy only three feet away, but it was no use. I could tell he was enthralled when the boy slid off his jeans and briefs, uncovering a peaches and cream colored butt. I made sure to keep the boys ass facing Pete as he sank to his knees and unzipped my shorts. Usually nothing can distract me from the first moment a new boy takes my cock into his mouth, but instead I watched Pete’s shock while the teenager popped out my beast. I tried to be discrete while I watched Pete’s reaction to me getting an inexperienced blow/hand job, but his eyes were so locked into my big throbbing cock that fire works could have been going off and he’d never have noticed. I cleared my throat, making him jump, before my eyes motioned to the pipe he’d been holding, and not smoking ever since my cock appeared. He took a hit before shakily handing me the pipe. I shot gunned into the boy’s mouth before pushing his head back down onto my cock, and then slid my other hand down his back and worked a spit-covered digit three knuckles deep up his hole. He tried to cough up my cock and wriggle away from my second finger, but I just pushed his head down further. Pete’s hand was now down his pants, stroking what seemed to be a good seven or eight inch cock, as far as his carpenter’s jeans would reveal. Reaching to the side table, I grabbed my laced lube and slathered some over my fingers before returning to the teenage hole. It must have burned when the mix of tina, lube and my three fingers pierced his hole, but he stopped complaining once the stuff kicked in. I was in hog heaven, with a blond twink swallowing most of my prick, backing his ass up, trying to swallow my hand, while Pete seemed a second away from whipping out his cock and beating it right there. I needed to push him over the edge, so I got his attention and told him to load another bowl. While he grabbed my sack and loaded bowl number three, I pulled blondie to standing, kicked his legs apart and had him straddle my waist. He thought it was time to make out, but no way was I going to miss the show across the coffee table. I pulled the boys head to the side and chewed on his neck, while I lined my cock up to his hole. Pete took a gigantic hit and almost choked to death exhaling it, but never closed his eyes as my cock forced its way into the hole perched above it. The teen cried out and tried to back off of it, but I reached out and grabbed the pipe from Pete’s hand just in time to pass it to the boy, distracting him. Pete muttered something that sounded like “fuck yeah,” as the boy took a big hit and shot gunned it to me. Once the boy set down the pipe, I gripped both of his small hands behind his back in my right hand, grabbed him by the neck with my left and punched most of my cock into his ass. I covered his mouth with mine just in time to catch his scream, which was the deciding moment for Peter. In a flash, Pete’s jeans and boxer briefs were at his knees and his right hand began to pound away at a respectable 7 and a half inch cock. I pounded the teen’s ass in rhythm with Pete, as I took in the awesome sight. Shining with sweat like the rest of him, his hard on was not too thick, cut, with a slight bend in it, topped by a perfect fat head, surrounded by trimmed pubes, except for his big sagging balls, which he had shaved smooth. Pity, I thought, once I seduced and trained him, I’d make sure he didn’t trim so I’d have something to tug on when he is bad. I thought I could have been eternally satisfied just from this glancing moment of masturbation, until he hocked a loogey into his other hand, slicked it around his middle finger, and sank it up his hole, pounding it in and out in sync with me. I locked eyes with him briefly, and mouthed “one more finger,” and like a good hypnotized slave, he added another. His face tensed up and I worried momentarily that I’d pushed too far, too fast, until I recognized that face, and glanced down just in time to see a week’s worth of cum start shooting all over his chest, neck, chin and even a drop on his lips. His fingers popped from his hole making a squish sound, while his lungs worked over time to recover from his massive release. With sweat dripping from his brown hair all the way down his pecs and mingling with his cum load, he looked exactly as I’d pictured him, only real. One drop of sweat from his nose hit his lip next to the cum, and, without thinking, his tongue snaked out and lapped up both. Upon seeing him unknowingly swallow his sperm, my balls jumped, and I pushed the teen all the way down on my dick, having briefly forgot that he was not as slutty as the football stud or some of my other regulars. He cried out loudly as he hopped off my cock, turning around and revealing his hard on to Peter. As if the spell had been broken, Peter’s eyes focused on the boy’s 5 inch almost hairless penis and revealed panic. The teenager began to bitch about it hurting and needing a break as he took a hit and smiled at Peter, who was already dressed and using the boy’s tee shirt to wipe off his cum. Stammering about homework, Peter took one last horrified look before tossing the shirt back in the room and making his escape. “That was weird, where’d he have to go?” The twink’s question made me furious, mostly because I somehow blamed him for scaring Pete away. I threw the boy over my shoulder and carried him into my bedroom, tossing him on the bed. I told him to shut his eyes, and like a fool he did so, just long enough for me to handcuff him to the headboard. I fucked his hole for four hours, all while envisioning Pete’s cum shot. I’ve never used a new hole the way I used his that afternoon, but I didn’t regret a moment of it, even when he screamed so loud I had to back hand him or when he left in tears. (He called me two days later to see if I’d do it again, so I’m pretty sure he didn’t regret it either.) I was about to jump in the shower, when I heard a knock at my door. Oh great, I thought, blondie is back to cry some more. Nothing ever surprised me more or made me happier than finding a shirtless, smiling Pete. Part 2 “So is the blond bitch gone?” Pete said, walking past me into the living room, picking up my pipe and taking a hit. “Yeah, just kicked his ass out. Figured five loads was enough in one teenager today.” I snatched up my sack and offered to load a fresh bowl. “Five? Nice! Sorry I couldn’t stick around, just had to peace-out after that.” Pete said, watching me start the fresh bowl, and licking his lips, reminding me of the cum he’d eaten off of them earlier. “No worries, just figured you freaked getting off while I fucked a dude and you fingered yourself” I tried to gauge from his smoke intake whether or not this would send him back into the awkward guilty phase he’d been in earlier, but his smooth exhale revealed nothing. “Nah man, I’ve had plenty of fingers up my ass before.” This time I coughed, choking more on his words than my smoke. “HA! I figured that’d blow your mind man. I never told you cause I figured you’d try and pull some gay shit on me, but I’ve been fingering my ass since a friend showed me a book that mentioned it when I was 14, man! And you know there is nothing better than having some bitch fiddling with your hole when you cum in her twat…or, well I guess you don’t know. But seriously, I just got weirded out cause I forgot you were fucking a dude till right that second. I’m expecting him to turn around with tits and twat, and instead I get abs and cock, it threw me.” I laughed, and suddenly all was right in the world again. Pete began coming over whenever I had company, unless the guy wasn’t into partying or something, in which case I’d tell him I was busy and he’d wait for the dude to leave. Mostly, he’d smoke a bowl, and leave as the action got started or just ignore it until we moved to the bedroom and he’d disappear across the hall. Sometimes, if the guy was feminine enough or could really suck and ride my cock, Pete would stick around, although it took months for him to get comfortable enough to start jerking in front of me again. One Friday night a top buddy of mine and I went club hopping and brought back a sweet young freshman. Smooth from his eyebrows down for swim team, and only about 5’5”, he was begging to lose his innocence with his black curly hair, full lips, and crystal blue eyes. He kept the hair in a masculine style, and dressed very manly, but it did little to hide how pretty he was. Once we got him back, my buddy admitted to slipping some g in the boy’s drink, which explained why he had gone from uptight and against everything to care-free, and into anything. Soon enough he was stripped down, and putting on a thong with the superman logo on the crotch that he found in my underwear drawer. We immediately called him Superboy, which made him giggle and start in on some story, so we kept his mouth busy with the pipe and our cocks. Usually Pete was out trolling for tail on Fridays, but around 30 mins after we got home, I received a text from him, asking if he could stop by and smoke. I figured this wouldn’t be his scene, until I looked up and realized that, in his thong, superboy looked very fem, especially with my cock in his mouth, purring around my cock as my buddy ate his pink hairless hole. I texted okay. Two minutes later, after a slight pause when he realized I wasn’t alone, Peter was perched in an arm chair, hands in his ball shorts, growing a sizable puddle of precum and sucking at the pipe. My buddy tried to get him to join us when Superboy went to use the bathroom, at which point Pete explained he was only there to look, not touch. My buddy laughed and asked him if he wanted any G then. Pete looked stumped till I explained what it was. He probably would have answered no, but my buddy knew Pete’s type, and mentioned that the three of us has had double what we’d give him. Truthfully, between Superboy, my buddy and me, we had taken double the amount Peter would get, we just didn’t specify that most of it had been unknowingly taken by Superboy. Pete, true to form, replied "Okay, I'm sure I can handle a small dose." Superboy got back just in time to see Pete make a face as he swallowed a cap full of G. At this point I’d had enough of prepping Superboy’s ass, and decided it was ready for dick. Without removing his super thong, I pulled him into my lap, pushed aside the thong strap and shoved my lubed fingers into his hole. Luckily his mouth was full of my buddy, so he couldn’t scream if he wanted to. Working quickly from two to three to four digits, I whipped them all out, before replacing them with about eight inches of my cock. Superboy flailed and tried to escape, but my buddy would have none of it, holding his arms while I began to thrust up and down, in and out of the hairless pink hole. From Pete’s angle in the arm chair, I was sure it looked exactly the same as if two 30 year old straight guys were pounding a short-haired high school girl. The illusion was further perfected by Superboy’s nipples pointing straight out from our twists and pulls, not to mention the fact his small pecs could be interchangeable with a young girl’s breasts. I wondered if I could get Pete to join in if I’d had a bra or a wig on super boy, but was surprised to glance over and find Pete fully nude, fingers in his ass, pounding away on his dick. My buddy had his back to Pete, which was probably the only thing saving Pete’s ass from getting raped. This didn’t stop Superboy’s ass from a raping though, as I was now standing upright, pounding away at his hole, all the way in and out each time. My buddy couldn’t stand it, and decided to pull Superboy off his cock just long enough to flip him around. My moan of disappointment was matched only by Superboy’s whimper, until my buddy shoved his extremely fat 7 inch dick into his hole. Superboy babbled something unintelligible just long enough for me to tell him to shut up before I had my cock deep in his unwilling throat. My eyes dared not linger on Pete, since I didn’t know if I should draw any attention to his frantic, passionate hand job, but I could see enough to know he seemed frustrated that he hadn’t shot yet. He once told me he couldn’t cum when he’d tried weed and tina together, and I figured the gina/tina combo was having the same effect. This didn’t stop his dick from pouring buckets of precum out over his fist, to the point where he was scooping it up in his other hand and using it as anal lube, which gave my balls a tingle. Now the main reason I didn’t often join my buddy in threesomes was his stamina. When I party, I like to fuck for hours, sometimes even a whole day. He was more the type to get the hottest ass he could, and fuck it savagely till he dropped his load, then bail. And that’s precisely what happened. Instead of watching for warning signs and suggesting he pull out or take a break, I was trying to discreetly watch Pete while choking Superboy till he was red in the face. So when I heard my buddy yell ‘I’m gonna fuckin cum!’ I knew I was too late. Superboy pulled away just long enough to try mumble something. “Don’t in me, no cum, Don’t cum in me!” Too late I thought as my buddy’s fingers gripped tightly into Superboy’s hips. He was balls deep shooting a thick juicy load where no man had shot before. Superboy whimpered but I shoved him back on my cock as my buddy finished cumming and slowly pulled out. Pete was suddenly aware of how naked he was, and pulled his underwear up over his leaking dick. I groaned a little when I saw that unlike his usual CK boxer briefs, he was wearing a pair of silky tighty-whiteys. The material bulged conspicuously around his hard on, but didn’t let his precum seep through as I expected. “Well boys, I’ve lubed him up for you, so get some man hole while the getting’s good.” My buddy slid on his jacket as the final layer of clothing, picked up some Tina from the table, and pushed it deep into Superboy’s ass. He reached down to get the G, before noticing Pete, who still couldn’t keep his hands off of his brief-encased stiffy. “I’m gonna leave the Gina for you boys, just in case.” He winked at me as he said this, and headed out the door. I released Superboy from my dick finally, which allowed him to slip his button down shirt over his exposed shoulders, buttoning a single button near his pectoral muscles and was surprised that he still seemed eager to keep going. “Lets smoke another bowl, but can we do it in the bedroom? It’s not comfortable getting fucked standing up.” He smiled and grabbed my dick. Pete looked worried, since the bedroom was usually his cue to leave. “You’re welcome to join us for some more,” I said, indicating the pipe and baggy I was collecting for the journey. “I dunno, if you guys want your privacy-” Pete stood nervously, while still palming his hard on. “Not even a little bit man,” Superboy knelt and began dividing the remaining Tina on the coffee table into two lines. “I’m down for whatever, whoever, whemever, I mean whenever. Fuck this stuff has my head flying.” “You guys finish those lines and I’ll get us some drinks and we’ll all meet in the bedroom.” I walked into the kitchen with the Gina, Tina, pipe and torch, quickly mixing some rum and cokes, both Pete’s and Superboy’s with a little extra Gina. I looked out into the living room as I balanced all the goodies and drinks on a tray, and witnessed Superboy refusing to move to let Pete do his line. “if you want this line, you’ll have to come get it.” Pete moved in behind Superboy, laying his full front, woody and all, against Superboy’s ass and back. I heard Pete’s loud sniff, but watched as he continued to press his weight against the tight smooth buns below him. “I’m straight dude,” Pete said, almost too quietly for me to overhear. “That’s cool, just think of me as your high-school sweat heart until I’m done with this bump.” Superboy sniffed his line, while pulling one of Pete’s hands around him, under his shirt and onto his girlish nipple. They both swayed slightly as Superboy finished the line and leaned back till they were upright and moaning quietly. Pete’s other hand dropped between them and I wondered where it was headed until I heard Superboy’s moans. “Uhhhh, yeah, finger my pussy.” Superboy and Pete held that position for a minute, making my dick throb and produce a nice thick drop of semen, which I caught in Pete’s glass before it could sag to the counter. Superboy’s hands were now working their way behind him, probably all over Pete’s cock. Finally I coughed and walked with the tray and goodies into the bedroom. As if they’d been caught robbing a bank, both boys shot to standing and began to walk in behind me, although Pete’s hand remained between Superboy’s cheeks. “Pete, can you grab the torch from in there when you come,” I said, causing Pete to finally pull out his cummy finger, and turn around, searching for a torch he wouldn’t find. Superboy joined me in the bedroom, and, as planned, I took this moment to push my plans further. “You are so fucking sexy, you are making me so hard, and I really want to see my friend Pete fuck you, would you like that?” I whispered into his ear while undoing his shirt button, and tying the shirt tales into a loose knot. This gave a hint of shadow on Superboy’s chest, which looked more and more like ladies cleavage, especially with his hard nips poking out under the material. "Fuck yes," he replied, "but he said he was straight,” whispered Superboy as I ran my fingers through his curls, making a few ringlets fall over his brow. “Don’t worry about that, just make sure you don’t hold back on screams and moans when I’m fucking you. And if you get the chance, suck his dick, but don’t let him cum, okay?” He nodded okay and climbed onto the big bed, taking the pipe and hitting it. “Oh here it is Pete, never mind.” I shouted to him, while putting in a bi porn on the 48” tv in my room, one which featured two bigger dudes fucking a slim, smooth teenage girl who looked similar to Superboy (except for Superboy’s thong-covered Tina dick). Pete came in right as the film started, stroking his cock through his tight briefs. I handed Pete the pipe and his drink, and then slid onto the bed between Superboy’s legs. I began kissing his sweet chest and pulled the shirt aside just enough to suck on one nipple. Superboy moaned, ignoring the pipe Pete was trying to hand to him. I grabbed it instead and shot gunned a huge hit to Superboy. “Why do you do that?” I looked at Peter when he asked the question? He was sitting on the bed next to me and Superboy, stroking his hard on and fingering his tight hole. I shoved a few fingers in Superboy’s ass and handed him the pipe while I answered. “It is like getting a second hit. You inhale what the other person exhales and get twice as high.” Peter looked skeptical. “If you wanna try it and see, take a shot gun from Superboy here.” Superboy was about to light up, giggled at his nickname, and smiled at Pete. Pete, looking conflicted, downed most of his rum and coke (and g) and nodded in agreement. He leaned down to Superboy’s soft lips and took the shot gun. His lips floated a half inch from Superboy’s, until I “accidentally” pushed his head down so they kissed while it happened. Pete didn’t stop kissing Superboy as he re-exhaled the smoked from his nose. Meanwhile, I had slipped Superboy’s legs over my shoulders, and began to fuck his ass. I pulled Superboy to the end of the bed with my dick still in his ass, breaking his kiss with Pete. Flipping Superboy on this stomach, with my dick still in him, I began fucking him harder while taking a big hit. To my shock, Pete sat up, finished his drink, and leaned in to shot gun with me. This time, he went in fully and our lips met as I exhaled into his sucking mouth. He exhaled back into mine while I held his head close and continued to make out with him. At this angle, Pete’s dick was close enough to Superboy’s mouth, that he easily began to suck his dick. Pete moaned as we continued to kiss, and I played with his nipples and chest hair while I fucked Superboy’s ass. Pete reached behind himself and began to finger his hole with three fingers, which gave Superboy an idea. He grabbed my hand that was on Pete’s chest, put it on Pete’s cock, and then slid his head beneath Pete’s open legs and began rimming and fingering his hole, all of which I could see in the dresser mirror behind them. This was far too hot for me, and suddenly I could feel my load surging into my urethra and out into Superboy’s ass. “Fuck I’m cumming inside him,” I said, pulling away from the kiss. Pete’s eyes widened as he looked down and grabbed my balls, feeling them pulse into Superboy’s ass. His hand on my nether regions made me cum even harder, and I pulled him back into a kiss as I stroked his cock. Finally his squeezing and Superboy’s ass was too much, so I pulled out and excused my self into the bathroom. Splashing cold water on my face, I could hear rearranging in the bedroom and I was afraid Pete might be trying to leave. I peeked-out the door and smirked as I saw Superboy forcing Pete onto his back, straddling his hard cock, and sinking it into his hole. “No, I’m straight man, we can’t do…” He trailed off, the G obviously impairing his thought process. His hips involuntarily began thrusting up into Superboy, and I walked out to join them. Pete was so high he barely noticed me taking a few big hits off the pipe in a row and shot gunning them into his mouth. He repeatedly sucked on my tongue and made out with me after each hit, becoming more and more open to my ministrations. I moved down between his legs and inserted a large crystal as far up his ass as my fingers could go, happy to see that his butt was thoroughly cleaned out, probably from his Friday night ritual of fuck prep, in case some girl fingered him. I worked my thick fingers into his hole while Superboy worked his ass up and down over the hard on. The frustration was beginning to show on Pete’s face when four of my fingers were inside him and he was still no closer to cumming. Time for the pièce de résistance in my brilliant plan. Earlier in the evening Superboy said he had an early swim practice the next morning and absolutely had to leave by 3:00 A.M. I pulled out of Pete’s ass and walked into the living room and began to collect Superboy’s clothes into a neat pile by the bathroom door, while writing a text. Returning to the bedroom, I pulled my strategically placed briefs off my clock radio, revealing that it was almost 4:00. “Hey boy, didn’t you need to leave by 4:00?” I reminded Superboy while taking a big hit and shot-gunning it into Pete’s mouth. “Fuck it. I’ll sleep when I’m dead.” Reluctantly I pulled away from Pete’s sweet lips. The little shit was going to ruin my plan. “Are you sure? I texted my buddy and he said he’d be happy to come back and give you a ride to the dorms, he lives only a few minutes away, so he should be here any minute.” The idea he might get a free ride seemed to pause his drug-filled mind. Right on time my doorbell rang, and sure enough, it was my buddy. Just like I figured, he’d had enough time away to get hard again, and seeing Pete fuck Superboy had him naked in no time. Superboy screamed a little as my buddy’s cock slid in to Superboy’s ass next to Pete’s cock, but it only took a moment for him to get used to it before he begged for more. I knew he’d be sore and ripped apart tomorrow, but if anything that only made me happier, especially seeing how hard his previously tiny cock had gotten. I focused all my attention on my buddy for the next five minutes, rimming his hole and pinching his nips. Finally he grunted and began to shoot into Superboy again, fucking him so hard he fell forward, and Pete’s cock slipped out into the cool air. Superboy kissed Pete and jerked his own cock, before spewing a small load onto Pete’s belly, which hardly fazed Peter. My buddy, as habit would predict, was ready to go. It was a good thing Superboy’s clothes were neatly stacked, otherwise he wouldn’t have been dressed in time to get the ride I promised. Before Pete could even sit up, Superboy and my Buddy were gone, supposedly to drop him off, but more likely ending up with Superboy chained to my buddy’s headboard for another load. Pete groggily sat up and sucked at the pipe I was lighting for him, eagerly exhaling into my mouth before kissing me deeply. “Damn man, I rurly wunted to cum in thet cunt, but my dick wudn’t shooooot.” Pete was the perfect mix of high and g-drunk, stroking his cock and fingering his hole as best he could in that state. “Well I might be able to get you off if you’ll let me try something Pete.” I said, before taking another hit and shot gunning it into his mouth. He wrapped an arm around my neck causing our chests to rub together. Giving in, I rolled around with him on the bed for a few moments, before repeating my offer. “Hmmm? Zure, goferit.” Pete said before kissing me again. He seemed to be really into making out now. He’d told me once it was his favorite thing to do when he was drunk and about to fuck some girl, and although I usually didn’t enjoy it very much, I was hard as a rock knowing I was one of two guys who had kissed him, and would be the first to make him cum while doing it. He whined a little as I pushed him back onto the bed, and spread his legs. I easily worked four fingers into his hole, and every time I pressed one against his prostate, it elicited a moan and some precum, which I used to lube my cock. Neither his dick or mine had ever been as large as they were now, at least to my knowledge, so I prayed I wouldn’t have to work too hard to force my fat dick inside him. Luckily, the booty bump I’d given him, combined with his g-state worked like a charm. “Oh fuck.” Was all he could mutter while I slid my entire cock, inch by inch, into his tiny hole, his knees bent over my forearms. His eyes were screwed shut, but he didn’t seem to be in any pain that I could see. His cock throbbed and leaked more precum than before, and I only paused for a quick hit and shot gun before beginning my assault. He clawed at my shoulders and made out with me like a starving whore while I worked my way from sweet gentle love making to hardcore ass breeding. I wouldn’t allow his hands near his cock, since I could feel his prostate pulsing with each thrust. Sweat began to pour off of me in buckets as I pounded away, covering us both in a sweet smelling sheen. “Open your eyes Peter, and look at the cum dump you’ve become.” I sat up, hooked Pete’s ankles over my shoulders and began my nastiest, rough fuck while Pete’s eyes locked onto my root disappearing under his balls with each stroke. He looked away, presumably in shock or disgust, only to catch a better view in the dresser mirror. “Oh fuck, yer all thuh way in.” He slurred, reaching up and jacking his dick. I glanced up and witnessed the same thing, and knew it would only take a moment for my balls to empty. Silently, I prayed I’d get him off too, but honestly, I was getting mine in the ass I’d coveted for months, so what did I care? So I sped up, and lifted my self further onto him , so he was now bent in half, getting fucked deeper than almost any boy in the bed before him, and jerking his cock only a few inches from his own mouth. “Oh shit, Erm Comma!” His indiscernible moaning meant little to me, until I felt his hole spasm, and looked down in time to catch one, two, three…in total eight streams of white jizz paint his pecs, neck, chin, lips and tongue. This started my own orgasm and I barely remained conscious while pumping my biggest (at least it felt like my biggest) load ever into his previously virgin hole. I collapsed next to him, with his legs splayed awkwardly, one under me, the other on my legs. Smiling, Peter licked the cum from his lips, and I quickly scooped more up, rubbing it on my own face. He leaned in and we made out some more, while I made him suck up every drop of cum he’d spilled. “Derit agen.” He said, half asleep a few minutes after we’d stopped kissing, now spooned with my hard on against his ass. “Excuse me jizzrag, did you say something?” I said, while jerking his dick back to hardness. His eyes lazily opened, he grabbed my cock, and sloppily tried to insert it back into his hole. “Do it Uhgen. Pleeeeeez.” Aha, do it again please. I smirked, lined up my dick with his hole and forced it back in. He whimpered and tried to roll out from under me, possibly regretting this request, but I was going to “derit agen” now, one way or another. I rolled on top of him and used his hole some more, first doggie style, then on his stomach, and finally with him bent over the side of the bed. I came twice more inside him before rolling him on to the bed and discovering a small jizz slick where he’d cum from rubbing against the bedspread while I pounded his pussy. I made him lick it up, and upon seeing his ass in the air and tongue slurping up his load, I couldn’t help fucking him full of a fourth final load as the sun rose outside my window. I smoked another bowl with him while trying to understand what he was mumbling about. “Thet wuz duh best fuck ever bruh.” He was sober enough now to stand and slide his briefs back on, before stumbling out to the living room to find the rest of his clothes. “Best ever huh? You think you want to try it again?” I said, shot gunning more smoke into his mouth. Now he pulled away once the smoke had cleared from his mouth, telling me he was aware enough to avoid kissing. “Yez, I wanna cum in that lul smooth super guy necks time ok?” He was fully dressed now, and taking a hit. I turned his mouth towards me for a shot gun, but he turned away and exhaled. The spell was broken. “I needs to get sum sleep, k? See ya lates.” He stumbled across the hall into his apartment, which he’s apparently left unlocked for the whole time. I was too wired to sleep, so instead I went into my bedroom and pulled a remote from behind the headboard. A few buttons pushed, and suddenly I was watching the view from my hidden camera, beginning when Superboy came into the bedroom. I laid back and began to jerk, loaded another bowl, and puffed while chatting with some cum-sluts online until I passed out around 9am. Chapter 3 I woke up around 1pm, blinded by the sunlight coming in my bathroom window. I got up and took a piss, showered and ate some food before I realized my tv was on and still showing the fucking from the night before. So it really had happened, I thought, when I watched as I fucked Pete’s ass for the fourth time before he got dressed and left. I rewound until right before the first time I entered his hole, and zoomed in on his hole. Thank god I’d fucked him at the angle I did that first time, because I had an almost perfect shot of his tight ass as I slid inside him. My cock jumped and some precum shot out into my jockstrap under my shorts. Suddenly it occurred to me that this video might be the only thing I’d have left of my friendship with Pete, and that was okay. I knew I’d seeded his ass and there’d be no way he could forget it with how much cum he’d be leaking today. Plus, if he decided to cry rape, I’d show him the video where he asked for it numerous times and smoked illegal substances, and I’d be off scott free. Still, the semi-decent human being inside me made wonder if he’d be okay, so I went across the hall to check. I knocked lightly, in case he was asleep, but the still unlocked door swung open slightly. Good sign he’s still passed out or unaware of what happened, I thought, until I heard moaning coming from his bedroom. Quietly I walked to his bedroom door, and peered inside. My dick jumped again when I saw Pete laying on his mattress on the floor, jerking his dick as hard as he could, with something resembling a cucumber going in and out of his ass. Another dick jump occurred when I looked at his laptop screen and saw the video he was watching: a young guy, much like Pete, balls deep in a tranny, while a 30-something body builder, somewhat like me, was balls deep in the young guy. Right as the body builder pulled out and shot on the young guys hole, before shoving his cock back in, Pete started to moan and use both hands to pound away at his dick. Nothing happened, to my disappointment, and Pete’s too. “FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, why can’t I fucking cum now?!?!?” He tossed the laptop on to the bed next to him and stormed across the room to his desk chair, sitting down and forcing the cucumber all the way in. He continued to pound his pud and moan for a few more minutes before his moans turned into words. “Damn it fuck my pussy-ass you son of a bitch, cum up my cunt so I can cum.” I had heard enough. Tip-toeing back to the front door, I knocked loudly before banging it open. “Hello, Pete? It’s me man, you left your door open.” I loudly walked towards his bedroom, as I heard him scramble to catch the door before I got there. “Pete? You okay man?” “Don’t come in here man! I’m, uh, I’m not dressed.” The door slammed and a lock clicked into place. I smiled and sat down, imagining him sliding the cucumber out and hiding it, along with his laptop, hunting for shorts, sweating bullets that I was this close to catching him begging for me or some imaginary faggot to breed his hole. He emerged a few minutes later to find me shirtless, smoking a fresh bowl and watching his TV. “Sup Pete? Thought you might need a bowl after all the shit that went down last night?” I smiled and handed him the bowl, which he reluctantly took. I was obvious in checking out his stiff dick through his shorts, before winking at him. He blushed and took a huge rip off the pipe. “About last night –” He inhaled again, but I moved in quickly and forced him to shot gun it into my mouth, while I palmed his dick. He froze, moaning, and puffing back into my mouth before coming to his senses and pushing me off. “Stop it dude! I wanted to tell you, last night was a mistake man. I don’t know what I was thinking, but it can’t happen again, you get me?” “That’s bullshit and you know it Pete,” I said while sliding my hand up his shorts and teasing his asshole with my finger. “You enjoyed that shit as much as anyone else there, hell you begged for me to fuck you more. So be a fucking man and at least admit you wanted it. Otherwise your slutty ass can find a new sugar daddy to support your partying.” He sat, silent and stunned while I continued to finger his hole. I held the pipe out with my other hand, offering him the opportunity to admit he wanted more of the Tina and my cock without needing to say it. Torn, he closed his eyes and reached out. Smiling, I handed him the bowl, and slid off his shorts while he took another hit. So almost nine months after we first met, bonding over our shared experiences of filling slutty holes with our cum loads, here we were. Me, reaffirmed as the best fucker in the building. Him, torn down and transformed into a cum-loving cunt, happiest when getting high and used as a cum dumpster. The rest of that day I spent using his holes all over that apartment, and by nightfall, he was finally learning how to deep-throat and take my cock balls deep without complaining. He avoided me for a couple weeks while his hole healed up, but soon enough he was spending every other night bouncing on my rod. Eventually I began letting him join me in fucking some of my regulars and even showed him how to pick up dudes in bars and online. He’d invite over some of his exes or some bitch from work or school, and fuck her till she was sore, but I had him trained well, so he’d only cum with me inside him. Once the year was up, he cancelled his lease and moved into my second bedroom, only spending time in there to study, change clothes, and sleep one off. The rest of the time we were in my room, building our reputation as the hottest top couple in the area. Every time some new college boy comes over, we use him till he needs crutches, kick him to the curb, and spend the rest of the night with my cock in his ass. I might grow tired of him at some point, but he recently introduced me to our new neighbor, a law student who’s fiancé lives across the country and doesn’t know how much he’s begun to enjoy partying and watching porn with the dudes across the hall. Tonight he’ll be joining us and Superboy for some Tina, porn and drinks. Pete told him to clean up and out in case we find some bitch to fuck who likes to eat ass. Lawyer boy loves that idea. I hope he loves getting bred too…

I really had no idea what I was getting myself into. It had been a long, frustrating day at work. It was a Friday, and I was stuck in the office late, again, trying to finish a project that should have been done in half the time, but kept getting more and more complicated as I tried to finish it. I finally left the office around ten o'clock at night. I hailed a cab to take me home to Brooklyn, and settled in to the seat. Traffic was awful, so I pulled out my iPhone and started to browse through Grindr while the cab inched through the gridlock. After the week I had at the office, I needed to get off! It wasn't long before I was chatting with a couple of different guys. The one that seemed to suit my mood the best that night had a profile picture of himself, shirtless and flexing in the mirror in a gym. He was Latino, and at forty he was more than fifteen years older than I was but you wouldn't have been able to guess that from his ripped, muscular body. I also liked the visible bulge in the crotch of his workout shorts. You couldn’t really see his face in the picture, but he looked decent enough and his body was insane! He said that he was really into fucking younger, slim white guys like me, and that I should come right over because he was going to ‘rock my world’. We exchanged more pictures, and I could feel my cock hardening in my briefs and my asshole twitching. His cock was thick, veiny and uncut, and as huge as it had looked through his shorts, and his body looked sexier in every picture. I was horny, and he had me hooked. I tapped on the partition and told the cab driver that I had changed my mind, and had a new destination. As soon as we were clear of the traffic trying to get on the bridge, I was at this guy's apartment in less than ten minutes. I had slight butterflies in my stomach as I paid the taxi and climbed out. He buzzed me in as soon as I rang the bell, and I climbed the dingy, narrow stairs up to his apartment. He was waiting for me in the doorway, looking even better than his pictures. His body was solid muscle, and his tattooed arms stretched the sleeves of his white teeshirt to the limit. He had a shaved head and a few days worth of stubble on his jaw. He smiled warmly and led me into the dim apartment. In the living room he had some porn playing silently on his tv. He sat me down on the couch and offered me a drink while I got comfortable and relaxed. I said sure, and he disappeared into the kitchen to prepare one for me. I kicked off my shoes and loosened my tie. He placed the drink on the table in front of me and sat down right next to me with his. We clinked glasses and I tried to calm my nerves with a big swallow of my drink. He ran his big, strong hands across my chest, pulling my tie out of the collar of my shirt and tossing it to the floor. I could feel my whole body relaxing as he massaged my shoulders and chest, gradually unbuttoning my shirt until it was open to the waist. His touch was making me so horny I could barely stand it! I took another gulp of my drink, and before I knew it I had drained the glass. I relaxed more and more as his hands explored my body. Before I knew what was happening, he was slipping my shirt down off my shoulders and helping me out of it. The room was spinning around me as he rubbed his hands all over me, unbuckling my belt and opening my pants. He helped me stand up so that he could pull my pants down. When I tried to step out of them I stumbled and he had to catch my arm to keep me from falling over. I couldn't focus on anything, and I could barely nod when I heard him saying 'we had better get you to bed'. I had never felt this out of it before! He half guided, half carried me down the hall into the dark bedroom and lay me down on the bed. As I lay there with the room spinning around me, I felt him lift my arms above my head and wrap something around my wrists. I was totally spaced out, lying there on the bed. I felt like I couldn't move, even if I had wanted to. After I don’t know how long, I felt him climb on top of me. He had stripped off his jeans and teeshirt, and was straddling my chest naked. His bulky body forced my shoulders down into the mattress. He slapped his hard cock across my face, pulling my mouth open and pushing the leaking head of his uncut monster cock towards the back of my throat. The awkward angle made me gag almost immediately but he still grabbed the back of my head and pushed his cock deeper down my throat. When I panicked and tried to push him away, I realized that my arms were bound above my head. It felt like they were tied to the headboard. I was freaking out in my head, but I couldn't move my body enough to try to throw him off of me. After I had gagged and choked on his dick for a while he climbed off of me and I could feel him spreading my legs. His fingers forced their way into my tight asshole. I groaned and tried to move away but I was too weak and my body refused to obey. He kept pushing them into me, stretching my hole. I felt him push something up into me, and it was like he squirted something inside of me to lube up my hole. Before long I started to feel a hot sensation spreading through my entire body, like it was flowing in waves from my ass. I groaned again. He laughed as he lifted my legs up and held them to my chest with one of his strong hands wrapped around my ankles. I tried to pull away again but it was no use, I felt like I had no control over any part of my body. I could feel the tip of his bare cock pressing insistently against my hole. He had me pinned to the bed, and his strong hips slowly forced it into me. I tried to scream as his raw cock ripped through my tight asshole, but all I could do was whimper. I could feel his low hanging balls slap against my ass as he bottomed out and started to fuck me. I must have backed out, because the next thing I remember I was lying on my stomach. I could still feel a huge cock in my ass but as my consciousness returned I realized that I was moaning in pleasure and grinding my hips, slamming my ass back against each thrust like I was in heat. It was like I was possessed! My mind was still foggy, but my dick had taken over control! I could hear myself begging for more cock, and to be fucked harder! My hands had been untied, and I was jerking on my leaking cock as he pounded my ass. I kept slipping in and out of awareness, but no matter how many times I woke up, I was always aware of the big cock in my asshole, sending waves of pleasure through my whole being. The lights of the room seemed to have gotten brighter, and they hurt my eyes and made it hard to focus. It was like I was hearing voices, but I was too disoriented to make out what they were saying. I have no idea how long all this went on. I have a vague memory of being helped to a cab and giving the driver my address, and then being helped up the stairs to my own apartment. When I finally woke up, I felt like I was in the midst of the worst hangover of my life. My head was pounding, my mouth was bone dry, and as soon as I rolled over on my bed I could feel a dull aching in my ass. I stumbled into the kitchen to gulp down a glass of water and try to clear my head. I walked back into the bedroom and noticed my laptop open on the side of my bed. I sure didn't remember leaving it there... When I tapped the trackpad, it woke up and displayed an XTube video page. I was about to close the browser window when I froze. The thumbnail preview image looked like me! The videos title was "SLUTTY TWINK GETS BRED AND GETS HIS HOLE WRECKED BY FOUR HUNG THUGS". Wait, what? I clicked play and watched, dumbfounded. It was me alright. My eyes were open wide but totally unfocused as I lay there on my stomach with a huge, muscular man climbing on top of me and shoving his huge, veiny, bare cock deep into my ass. The camera panned around as he groaned and you could hear the camera man laughing nastily and saying 'Breed that twink cunt, bro! Knock the fucker up!' I could hear my own voice groaning -- and begging! I was begging for more cock! I was panting and screaming and saying 'Harder! Fuck me harder! Please!' I was in shock. I sank down onto the bed, sitting in front of my laptop with my mouth hanging open. What the fuck had I done last night? What had happened to me? The video kept on playing, showing a close-up of the thick cock as it pounded my ass. My asshole looked like it was stretched to the limit around the thick shaft. I could hear the man fucking me groaning and he started to slam my ass even harder. The camera zoomed in even more as he pulled his cock out of my ass and what looked like a gallon of thick, creamy sperm poured out of my gaping pink hole. What I saw next made me jump up off the bed and run over to the mirror on my bedroom door. The man's hand had grabbed a marker from the mattress and drawn a line on my ass. A line just a few inches long, next to two other lines just like it. When I pulled down my pants and looked at my butt in the mirror, I felt sick. Six. Four lines, plus another drawn diagonally through them, plus one more. There was also something scrawled on my back but I couldn't exactly read it in the mirror with my head in that dazed condition. I walked slowly over to the laptop on the bed, where the video was still playing. Now I saw myself getting fucked doggy style by a big black guy whose face was blurred out by a block of pixels, and whose body looked twice the size of mine. He smacked my ass hard as he fucked me, and the look on my face was one of pure animal pleasure. The camera zoomed in on his cock in my ass, and I could read the words 'CUM DUMP' printed across my lower back in thick black marker. I grabbed my phone and tried to look up where I had ended up last night, but when I opened up Grindr I saw that the entire history, all of my chats had disappeared -- been cleared out. The groaning, grunting noises coming from my laptops speakers pulled my attention back to the screen as the black guy fucking me pulled his glistening, sperm lubed cock out of my ass, and, holding my ass spread with one hand, squirted his load directly into my gaping hole, only to add the fourth line to the tally on my ass and be quickly replaced by another raw cock, shoved into my ass without any pause or warning. I could hear the cameramen ask 'You like those raw dicks up your ass boy?'. In my head I screamed NO, but in the video I heard myself moaning 'Yes sir!'. 'You like getting bred boy? You want us to knock you up?' NO! 'Uh, yes, please! I want that cum in my ass!' 'Good boy!' How had this video ended up online? The thought froze me to my core -- my face was flashing across the Internet, begging for raw cock! Who knows who could already have seen it? When I tried to look at the profile of the person who uploaded the movie, it turned out to be blank with no information. The username was just a string of random numbers. 'I think he's ready, want to give him a try?' I switched back to the window where the video was playing. I was shown from behind, being positioned on top of the muscular guy whose body I recognized from the photos he had sent me last night, but whose face was blurred out. There was another close-up shot of his cock slipping into my sloppy, cum filled asshole. As soon as I had slid down to the base of his long cock, another guy climbed onto the bed. I gasped in unison with my video self as he lined his cock up against my already occupied hole, grabbed my hips, and forced his cock all the way into me along with the other one. From the sounds I was making in the video, it was a pretty tight fit. Just seeing that part of the video made my poor asshole throb. My screaming and moaning slowly turned to cries of pure pleasure -- it was like having those two cocks ripping my asshole wide open had made me loose my mind! It sure didn't take long for the guys fucking me to loose it, either. The feeling of their cocks rubbing together, stuffed into my straining ass and lubed up with four loads of sperm didn't take long to make them cum. I could tell because they just held me in place and literally fucked their cum into me. The video cut to me lying on my back on the bed with a dazed expression on my face, with my legs being lifted and spread apart with strong, anonymous hands. Another set of hands rubbed my chest. The final set of hands were rubbing my ass. You could see how tender and pink it was as the fingers of that hand played with the swollen lips and collected some of the cum leaking out of me. When he had a good load dripping from his fingers, he brought them up to my mouth for me to lick clean. My eyes unfocused, I did it without any hesitation, cleaning every last drop off his hand with my tongue. He moved his hand back to my ass, shoving three thick fingers up into me. In the video, I groaned and grabbed my own dick, stroking it wildly. 'Do you think you can take my fist, boy?' He asked me. 'Make me take it!' My own voice slurred like I was drunk or high. He worked another finger into my ass, pushing his hand in knuckle deep and twisting it around in my stretched out hole. The hand that had been stroking my chest now brought a small brown bottle up to my nose, holding it there until I inhaled deeply. As I did, my ass must have spasmed, because that's all it took for his thumb to force its way in. I sat there frozen as I watched his big hand disappear in my ass up to the wrist. In the video, my cock was still semi hard and oozing precum. I realized that it had been the hard and leaking the whole time I had been watching the video, as well. On screen, my ass was being abused as he punched his fist into me over and over, stretching my hole to the absolute limit. I was given another round of the poppers to inhale and I just lost if. My whole body shook as I groaned and squirted a huge load of cum from my cock. I whimpered and moaned, and it seemed like I came for almost a minute straight. When I was done, the hand was pulled from my ass with a loud slurping plop, and the camera zoomed in on my gaping hole. As the screen faded to black, you could hear the cameraman's voice asking me 'Did you like that?' 'Yes...' The video ended. I didn't know what to do. My head was still foggy and spinning. All I could think of was clicking back to the beginning and watching again. So I did. And this time I pulled out my cock and started to stroke while I watched.

I went to the sauna last night. It was a little slow at first. I was fucked by a guy I hadn't seen in ages, but he didn't want to cum so early in the evening. Then I went into the dark room and walked in on an orgy of four or five. I could barely make them out, but the one nearest me had a thick cock, which I chowed down on for a while. I turned and backed onto it. He slid in me with a grunt of pleasure and fucked me till he shot with a loud gasp. He sat on a bench, and I lay next to him. "Was that dirty cum?" "Yeah," he chuckled. "Really dirty!" I followed him outside. His torso was covered with purple blotches. Later, I found him in the dark room again laying on a bench. As I sucked him, an Asian dude followed by a big bear wandered in. The Asian inched over and tentatively touched my ass. I pulled apart my ass cheeks, and he slid a surprisingly long cock up my mancunt. He fucked me while the bear egged him on. "Fuck that ass! Give the fucker what he deserves. He got it cumin'." The Asian got even more aroused. "Yeah, Man! I'm one Dirty Slut. So gimme all ya got!" That really turned him on. He spilt a heavy load into my ass. "You poz?" I really didn't even have to ask. He grunted and left. The bear climbed on top of me, his short, stubby cock sliding up my butt. "I'm going to give you my very special seed." "What's so special ‘bout it?" "It’ll grow on ya. You’ll learn to love it." "You gonna poz me?" "You want it, doncha?” he asked rhetorically, snaking his poison rod up my ass. "Yeah," I muttered. "I really do." I don't know whether he heard me or not cause he did nothing to acknowledge my confession. I took a hit of my Poppers, and heard a low growl as his toxic spooge flooded my cunt. I kissed him, and he said he'd do me again before he left. I needed a break and made out with an old guy I'd seen there before. Great cock, but he was impotent. After coffee, I climbed into the sling. The same old bear sat on the bench across from me transfixed by my cummy gaping pussy. We talked of pozzing both the willing and the unsuspecting. All's fair in love and war. He came over and slid his turgid tool up my mancunt once again. "FUCK ME!" I pleaded. He grinned. "Oh, yeah? You wanna leave here with two bug doses?" "More if I can manage." He fucked me with deliberate concentration. Our souls seemed to bore into each other as he shot up my ass. "Five notches in my belt," he said. I didn’t understand. "Five confirmed conversions. You'll be number six." When he was satisfied the bug had permeated my innards, he pulled out. We kissed. He left. I went back to the dark room and lay down. A big guy came in and looked down at me. He was very nervous and sweaty. He left momentarily, then returned. I got on my knees and offered him my squishy pussy. He fumbled with his towel and slid in me, cumming prematurely. "Sorry," he mumbled. I stood up and kissed him. "No sweat. That felt hot. Are you poz?" He hesitated. "How'd you know?" "Just an inkling. Seems like everyone who's fucked me here tonight is poz."

I did not write this. I found it long ago on the BBexchange site. I think it's hot as fuck. (Warning: extreme, snuff discussed)) BROTHERHOOD CIRCLE (or Never Fall In Love With Your Gifter) by Anonymous As was their regular practice, Rick and the Boys arrived an hour before the meeting to setup the hall. As soon as they entered the room, Todd and Chris pealed off their clothes and tossed them under the card table near the door, then helped Rick pull out the chairs for the "Brotherhood Circle" the muscles of their hot young bodies rippling under their taut skin as they moved and stretched around the room. Rick fought the impulse to get down on his knees and suck Todd's incredibly beautiful Prick as he had done on a number of occasions. The sight and sound of its growing girth slapping against Todd's muscled thigh sent Rick's own organ stirring beneath his trousers. Setting-up always gave Rick a twinge of sexual excitement, as the meetings were always a surprise, and always hot. At one point Chris stopped Rick in mid-stride and kiddingly started tugging at his belt. "You're not gonna let us be the only ones in our birthday suits, are you?" he joked. At which point his partner reached over and pulled Rick's loose fitting T-shirt up over his head. Now that he was full-blown, Rick was embarrassed by his body, the changes, his loss of muscle tone, the extreme weight loss. It never ceased to amaze him how other guys thought he was so damn hot. He was very plain looking, but ever since he started loosing weight and showing symptoms, many of the guys couldn't keep their hands off him. And not just Chasers who were after any infected Cum they could get, either. He couldn't believe how some incredibly hot men wanted him. Like Todd and Chris and quite a few others. And then there was Paul, incredibly humpy Paul. "Funny, but now that I'm finally getting sick, sex is fucking incredible!" he mused and helped the Boys put the chairs out into a large circle. "How many chairs do you think we'll need tonight?", the blonde asked. Todd looked at this partner contemplatively and replied "last week we had 26” I know Greg and Bill are planning on coming and a few other guys I talked to on-line are gonna be here. Better put out ten more." "That's a lot of Buggers!" Chris quipped, "Man, that's a lot of Buggers!" The three men laughed. In the "old days" Rick did all this work himself. In fact, he helped form the group three years ago with just three other men, meeting in each other's apartments, talking about how they wanted to Convert. Fearful at first of sharing their wish to get AIDS with other men, and their desire to ultimately die from the disease. Sucking each other off; fucking each other in long, sweaty marathons that would last well into the next afternoon. Getting tested together. Even dying. Once they had the large circle of chairs completed, Todd walked over to the corner and began pulling-out large padded vinyl mats into an area on one side of the room. As he did so, the muscles of his back flexed as did those of his tight bubble ass. From across the room Rick admired how the soft hairs caressed Todd's ass cheeks, accentuating the wonderfully dark and inviting fissure that Rick's tongue and Penis knew so well. This was Todd's favorite part of the evening: the "Fellowship." Chris joined his husband in setting up this area. The naked young men teased each other and laughed as they moved several large laminated black cubes out and placed them strategically among the mats. Chris opened a large metal storage cabinet and removed several large bowls of Vaseline and tubes of lube, which he set out on the cubes. Todd reached in to the cabinet and pulled out three baskets of black butt plugs, stacking them in his arms and securing them with his chin, stepping back and forth like an unsure juggler, his Cock flapping in a wide arch in the air as he tip-toes toward the cubes.. "Can't forget these babies!" he said to his husband, balancing the baskets under his chin as his balls swung back and forth. "I knew that you wouldn't forget your favorite toys!" his young husband chuckled back in response, sticking a finger into Todd's eager young rectum then licking his finger with a loud "Yum!". The "Fellowship" evolved from the two hour long "Brotherhood Circle" during which time men would give their own personal testimonials, talked, shared feelings and generally supported each other in worshiping the Virus. Often they supported each other to the point of ejaculation and as mutual jerk-off and sucking became more and more commonplace it was felt that these actions were becoming rather disruptive to the main reasons for the group, so a second component, the "Fellowship" was devised so that, once aroused, men could enjoy fluid exchange in a "no-holds-barred" atmosphere. The testimonials then served a dual purpose: they helped the men feel comfortable with getting and receiving the Bug and made them aroused enough to do something about it after the general meeting. Once they witnessed the Brotherhood Circle, few men did not stay for the Fellowship, which was Todd's favorite part of the evening. Conspicuously absent from the Fellowship play area were any tissues or paper towels. The group frowned on such things and insisted that all ejaculates be made into an orifice, usually a rectum or a hungry mouth. Cum - especially POZ Cum - was regarded as sacred and should not be defamed by being wasted. Any "spillage" was to be licked-up off the matte, floor, cubes or from other men's bodies. This was Todd's favorite assignment and he would spend quite a bit of time at the conclusion of the evening on all fours, Cum infused ass high in the air, licking-up any "accidents". Todd also spent a good part of his time making sure that men had plenty of "accidents". He was a hot sight indeed, his virile young body moving on all fours among the naked men, licking and sucking Cum from any surface, being mounted by yet another hot POZ Prick, till his thigh's glistened with revelries of sticky Infected Nuclear Man Milk. The Sacred Croak Cream would slowly trail its way out over his hairy young ass, down his thigh's, his hairy legs, then would drip down onto the black mat, to be reverentially licked and ingested by another group member, also on all fours, licking up any new ejaculates. At the conclusion of the meeting, Chris would come over to his husband, embrace him and insert one of the butt plugs between his violated ass cheeks to make sure that any new viral strains would be held captive inside his husband's firm young buttocks. Todd liked nothing better then to go home with his boyfriend on the subway, butt plug firmly planted up in his ass, damning-up all that bubbling Death Seed. Todd would sit on the subway car, feeling the plug slowly inch up his violated ass, pushing millions squirming deadly Sperm cells into his eager system. Todd would sit with a lewd smile on his face, patches of coagulated Cum dotting his neatly trimmed goatee, his arm over Chris's shoulder, hugging him close. Another hot night. Another chance to get that one final lethal injection that they each lusted after. Another chance for yet more AIDS cells to multiply within him, to incubate and exchange with his sweet husband. The group grew slowly over the last couple of years and Rick became the default leader. Once he did manage to convert to HIV Positive, there was no stopping him. Even the bouts with the flu, pneumonia and other setbacks didn't keep him from participating. In fact, despite his modest looks, he found that his popularity skyrocketed along with his Viral Load. Thin even when he was in his best of health, the Virus now accentuated his nerdish looks, large nose, oily, unkempt black hair and big brown plastic glasses with perpetually soiled lenses. But the men wanted him. Big time. He tried to structure the group; make it into something other then a fuck club. A place were Chasers could find support and Gifters could help them make the transition in a supportive and understanding way and indiscriminately share their Infection with the nervous newcomers. Originally, he wanted this to be a support group with no sexual activity, except periodically scheduled ritual inseminations. But men are men and boys are boys and gradually the group - and Rick - loosened-up a bit and "fluid exchange" became a regular component of the meetings. The group really took-off when Chris and Todd got involved. Rick met Todd on line in a bareback chat room and invited him to a meeting. That's where Todd met Chris and it was love at first sight. Both the "boys" as Rick referred to them, were then Chasers, Chris being the most forward and adventurous of the two. During that first meeting, Chris sat next to an older guy who announced that his doctor told him he was dying from AIDS. (and who in fact act did die three months later.) Chris casually began massaging the man's dick during the meeting, leaning over to suck it, play with his balls, pinch his nipples. Even though it was announced that sex was prohibited during the sessions, Chris nonchalantly got up and sat on the guy's throbbing cock, facing the group. He slowly went up and down on the man's Infected Bug Blaster while the man's hairy arms rubbed Chris's torso up in down in silent admiration, the hairy forearms a stark contrast to the young man's smooth well muscled chest and abdomen. With several of the men beating off in silent accompaniment, the man finally came with a loud sigh during meeting announcements. Chris casually got off the still throbbing Prick and sat back down in his seat, infected Bug Juice oozing out of his incredible ass onto the metal seat of his chair. Chris spent the rest of the meeting playing with the man's limp cock, gathering up the oozing Fuck Cream in his fingers and nonchalantly inserting it back into his hot young hole. During that night's Fellowship, Todd made a beeline to the Chris and the older man and confessed that he too wanted what Chris got. Chris teased him while he knelt before the old man, hungrily gobbling his infected Prick, bringing it to attention. Chris coaxed the hot young man to mount the rigid Death Stick and take his first Infected Load. Both young men bathed the man with their tongues, worshiping his dying body, eating out each other's newly bred asses for all the men to enjoy. Chris coaxed Todd to join him and the man at his apartment for a more intimate breeding session, which Todd eagerly accepted. During that weekend and on subsequent nights, the two young studs wore the old man out, but took several loads of infected Croak Cream. At the next meeting the following week, Todd and Chris announced to the group that they were "going steady." Of course their interpretation of "going steady" meant that they were going to get infected together and were regular little pigs about it. Chris converted 7 weeks later and Todd was not too far behind. They moved in together and became regular fixtures at the Men's Circle Fellowship as the group became known. They even requested a "commitment ceremony" and asked the old man if he would mount each of them during the festivities, depositing one of his final loads into them as Chris showered hot obscenities into his ear and dozens of men stood and knelt around, beating off enthusiastically. It pleased the newly weds very much to know that the old man who was first to breed them died only two months after their "marriage." Now the boys were in a race to see which one would get the most lethal strain of HIV. Rick had his money on Chris, though Todd was not feeling too well lately. "Such gorgeous guys!", Rick thought to himself as the two lath young bodies rippled with every bend and gesture, their sizeable Dicks flapping around in the air, slapping against their muscular thighs as they walked. "Too bad they won't see 30. Not even 24!" Todd and Chris made themselves the unofficial greeters for the group and they manned their stations at the card table, setting out the name tags they had designed on Todd's computer, featuring a biohazard symbol and a plus sign, a minus sign and a question mark. They would enter the guest's name on the tag with a felt tip pen, and circle the sign that corresponded to the guest's HIV status. Most men knew the routine. There was always a lot of hugging and kissing as the boys would welcome a friend or past fuck partner. They would open the man's shirt or pull it over his head jokingly, and place a nametag on his bare chest, making sure that the guys with the hairiest chests got their tags placed on good and firmly, so that it would cause more then a little discomfort when they were ripped off at the end of the evening. As most men that they were expected to strip for the meeting and put their clothes under their chairs, but men who wished to remain fully (or partially clothed could do so and were not pressured.) Some men preferred not to strip, usually new comers. But upon seeing these two incredibly beautiful young men greeting them at the door, most men willingly - and often rather earnestly -disrobed with out any encouragement. Rick busied himself with some of the paper work and announcements for the meeting as the men began arriving. He noticed there was a line at the door and Todd was on his knees playfully rimming out a new arrival, who was bent over the table writing his name on a tag. "Hey, what about me!" Chris chided and got down on his knees next to his partner and playfully pushed him away, inserting his face into the man's hairy crack. Todd pulled the man's ass cheeks closed on his boyfriend's face and the men in the line chuckled. "Next!" Chris called-out as he stood up to tend to his duties, his face wet with ass juice. "Let me have some of that!" an older gentleman with gray hair responded as he leaned over the table, putting his arm around Chris' neck, pulling him close, licking the boy's face and chin. "Hey Doc!" Todd responded. "How's tricks, Doc?" The Doctor disengaged a deep French kiss from the blonde's mouth and responded: "I think that they're fine, just fine!" nodding toward a tall young man standing next to him, with a muscle shirt and large chain choker around his neck. The young man was hot as hell, as were all of the Doc's other "nephews." Doc Dan was a regular fixture at the meetings. Dispensing advice and plenty of chemical stimulants, Virus and anything else "his boys" needed. Thanks to Doctor Dan, so many of the group members progressed rapidly, having the time of their (young) lives. Fucking like animals until their untimely end. In fact, so many of Doctor Dan's boys died of AIDS that the group members jokingly referred to him as Doc Death, not without irony, and not without admiration. "How are my best patients?" the older man asked the young couple. "You guys need any more stuff?" "If we got any more, we'd fuck our brains out!" Todd responded wryly, referring to the Doctor's reputation of supplying group members with high potency aphrodisiacs. "He already cum 7 times a day, Doc," Chris told the Doctor, putting his arm around his husband's neck and kissing his cheek. Todd's rigid Cock twitched in involuntary response. Todd added: "But maybe you can help Chris get re-Bugged? He really wants to get a lethal dose." "Well, Kenny here is bubbling-over with a new strain that I just got from Europe. Let's talk and plan something at the Clinic" their physician offered. The young couple nodded in agreement, eyeing the Doctor's young "nephew" appreciatively. The fellow nodded without any indication of emotion on his face. Chris handed the young man his name tag as Kenny peeled-off his shirt. A extremely large red circle was marked prominently around the "+" sign on the tag. "Just so we all know were the good juice is," Chris joked to the stud, who didn't seem interested in anything that was said; he just stood and rubbed the growing lump in his pants, eyeing Chris suggestively. Next in line was a young red-haired college boy, whose timid, naive manner made Todd and Chris perk-up their Peckers. "Welcome!" Chris greeted, leaning over the table and kissing the redhead on the lips. "You're new!" The boy averted Chris's gaze and looked down. "Your name?" Todd asked. "Stephen." "Status?" "Neg." "Not for long!" Chris teased in response. The student blushed. "He's so cute," Chris commented to his husband, making the boy blush even more. "Can we screw him, honey?" Todd smiled and helped the redhead remove his shirt, and placed the nametag on his chest. "Nice" Todd commented appreciatively, rubbing his bare hand on the boy's smooth chest. A man behind the boy reached around him and undid his belt and loosened his jeans, which dropped around the redhead's ankles. Todd pulled the kid's briefs down to his kneels and whistled as he examined the growing Cock in his hands. "This is nice too!" Todd offered. The man started kneading the boy's ass, while Todd jerked the Cock to erection. He Frenched the boy who melted in Todd's arms. The Boys seemed to have that effect on a lot of new comers. "Take a seat and we'll be over later. Save a chair on each side of you," the student was instructed as he stepped out of his clothes and gathered them up in his arms. The redhead walked to an empty chair, his veiny red Cock arching unabashedly in front of him, like some large, lewd, aroused snake. The large mushroom head grew bright crimson and the veins began to grow and throb. Shinny, drops of Boy Dew began to droll out of the opening. "Whew!" one of the older men whistled a daddy type with large mustache and a stomach to match. The boy's fleshy pink ass jiggled as he walked across the hall, making the Daddy's Pecker seep Man dew appreciatively. The man could anticipate the moist warm receptacle that the boy's body offered and, catching the Daddy's glance, the boy blushed nervously "You want to get Knocked-up real fast, baby?" the daddy asked the boy. "I can give it to you right now, come'ere!" The boy nervously sat down, holding his clothes in his lap to hide his growing shame. "Leave the boy alone, Hank," another older man scolded, "He's nervous. Give him time. Let him enjoy it." "Don't worry, we won't let anybody POZ you till you're ready." The second man was an effeminate type, mid-50's. He walked over to the boy's chair and, standing behind him, he started to pat his freckled back, rubbing, them massaging the taut skin, as his own engorged cockhead left wet trails along the back of the boy's neck. "You can go when you want to go, baby. Trust me. It will be incredible." "You have plenty of time for that Death Fuck; You DO want your Death Fuck, don't you." The boy stared as if he did not hear the question, but he gradually relaxed. "That's it, relax. Put those clothes under your chair and let us see what you brought us. The boy obediently did as he was told, sitting now totally naked and exposed, his knees knocked together more from the cold air then from fear. "You're a beauty," the older man said, reaching down over the boy's shoulder and grabbing the incredibly large Red Erection, squeezing pre-Cum from the head. "You want to Convert, don't you baby? " the effeminate man cooed at the newcomer. This time, the student nodded in agreement. "That's all you can think of, isn't it?" The boy nodded again, his hungry young Cock visibly jerking larger as he nodded. The boy wanted it. Bad. If these people only know how much. "Well, you just relax, sit back and enjoy the meeting. You'll be beggin' for it by the time we're through with you tonight!" The boy did what he was told and sat back and relaxed, less nervous about his Erection, but still shy, fearful and inhibited. He looked around the room, there were now about 20 men seated, almost all of them naked, most with hard-ons. Some sitting and talking to their neighbors or other naked men who stood around in small clusters. Most of the men had erections, some were actually dripping worse then he was. The boy marveled at the beauty of men's bodies, how their erect Cocks bobbed in the air before them when they walked like some profane flag. How the Dew glistened from their immense swollen tips, announcing their readiness to copulate, inseminate, to create life - and in his case he hoped - to destroy it. The boy sat mesmerized. His angry red Cock bobbing and swaying in front of him, poking out proudly from the crop of bushy red pubic hair like some hungry demon, demanding satisfaction and pulling him after it into a lustful and inevitable abyss of pleasurable self destruction. Some men were sitting, legs apart, slowly massaging their Fuck Poles. One man in particular, who looked like he was in his late 30's, was incredibly hot and masculine. Buzz cut, hairy chest, nice thick thighs, hairy legs. Nothing on but gym socks. He sat back in his chair, pelvis arched forward, slowly jerking off what the kid thought was an eight incher, staring directly at the kid from his seat across the large circle. All that evening, the man didn’t take his eyes off the redhead. The boy actually started to get beads of sweat on his forward not knowing how to react, feeling scrutinized. He would look away, then jab a quick look back to see if the man was still staring. And he was. The boy kept playing that game until, halfway through the meeting he gave up and give in to the man, the boy opened his legs, arched his timid, unschooled pelvis forward and let his hungry, young red Cock take control. He ceased averting the man's gaze. He became captured. He began to beat off with the man, staring into those deep, dark eyes. The boy did not know it, but that night he set eyes on the man who was going to kill him. Literally. And, in just a few hours he would be actually begging the man to do it. In fact, demanding that the man infect him, fuck his hole, kill him with his Infected, Deadly, Mother Fucken' Cum. Breed Him. Make him his Death Pig. He was the Man's Whore Boy. He would give everything, his body, his health, his life to the man, just to give the man a few minutes of carnal pleasure. He wanted the man's Seed. In his passion and submission, the boy would finally scream it for all the men to hear: "Give it to me!! Give my you Cum, Man. I want it. I want AIDS. Please give me AIDS. Kill me Man, Kill my Fucken Hole." The man would not only loosen the boy's virgin neg ass, his beautiful young body, but his entire soul. By the end of the night, the man would have the boy spewing profanities that he never could even think before. By the end of the night, the boy would fall hopelessly and impossibly in love with Ned, his Gifter and his Sweet Murderer. Ned. Former college linebacker. Former Marine. Former cost accountant with the High Mount School District, now on medical leave. Full-blown Ned. Lethal Ned. Breeder Ned. "You should never fall in love with your Gifter," the boy would have been told had he cared to listen during the meeting. And never fall in love with Ned, Stephen. Certainly not Ned. "We could tell you stories, Steve" the group would have warned him. "Let Ned fuck you if you want, but don't let him fuck you over." But, once Ned's stare had the boy transfixed, he was a goner. It was only a matter of time, till Ned would have him impaled on his Throbbing Croak Stick, blasting Liquid Death into the boy's soft young buns. It would only be a matter of time till the boy would become infected, go full-blown, and begin to whither away, all the while hoping beyond hope that Ned would return, it not his love, at least his phone calls. It was only a matter of time. When Ned set his gaze on the boy, the countdown began. The clock began ticking. The boy’s life began slipping away. He now had a limited time left. 27 months, 14 days to be exact, before Ned's hungry Seed claimed yet another young victim. All of his parents plans for him, a career, a good long healthy life, all of them were now derailed by that hot Ex-Marine's eyes and mesmerizingly fat Death Stick. But even if the redhead would have known all these things, it would not have dissuaded him from showering that evening, brushing his hair, putting on his hottest pair of jeans, stuffing his sizeable Cock into his briefs and taking the subway to Mill Creek Station Number 7, to 1345 Cannel Street. It would not have dissuaded him from opening that door and entering into the Men's Circle Fellowship. Not in the least. Like a drowsy sleepwalker, the boy knew exactly what he was doing when he followed-up on that blast mail. He set his own clock and his body embraced Ned's gaze with all its soul. The countdown had begun.

About 20 minutes ago. Hooked up with a guy on sniffles. Went to his place and walked in the open door as instructed. He was on a recliner stroking his cock. I pulled my pants off and dropped to my knees in front of him and he roughly grabbed the back of my head and shove his cock balls deep down my throat. He fucked my throat for a couple minutes the said turn around on your knees. I did as instructed and he lined me up with olive oil of all things and just shoved his cock all the way in me. He fucked me so hard that it took my air away and I thought I would pass out a couple of times. He pounded me for about 15 minutes without letting up and finally groaned as he flooded my cunt with cum. He then just got up and said see you later. I asked if I took it well and he said you did ok, you tried to get away a couple times, but I needed a hole to cum in. I quickly put my pants back on and left.

Yesterday...went for a run after working out and passed this stud in his mid thirties...tall and dark hair with peppered grey...made eye contact...and sure enough he followed me into a secluded area near the running path...I dropped my shorts and he blew me while holding my ass cheeks..God, I love that...he swallowed my massive load and he stood up and I was pulling my shorts up..heard a woman calling a name....he looked at me and said gotta go and left...I waited a minute then resumed my run...sure enough he's jogging next his wife/gf and pushing a stroller! Hot devious fucker!

Treasure Island's new video "FRENZY" has an incredible cast, but I enjoyed the first scene the most with Logan Loads. He's being plowed by The Inked Pig and Excel Hung SF. Though they were kind enough to give Logan a bottle of poppers, he was still screaming and basically crying into the camera. Excel Hung SF and The Inked Pig were really fucking the hell out of him, and at one point Logan's eyes actually looked crossed. It was really something to see, no acting here that's for sure. I don't think sex should be painful, maybe Logan just "bit off more than he could chew" so to speak. It's a new flick, I strongly suggest you check it out. The scene I described is one I liked the most as I find Logan Loads to be very hot.

I went to the bathhouse, sauna a couple weeks ago. There are some gloyholes there, but I have never seen anyone use them the other times I have been there. This time, I saw one of the doors was locked, so I went in to "check it out". I stuck my cock through the hole and got a half hearted BJ. So I pulled out, and then stuck my cock through again. The dude got the message and turned around. I slowly eased in and spent a few minutes building up pace. It got me pretty horny, but it was early and I did not want to blow. I eased out and left the cubicle. I did some "other stuff", and then came back to the glory holes later, which I noticed had been getting a bit of use. I guess that dude was good for business there. That first guy had left. So I went back and lubed up my cock and ass. There was a different guy there, and the area was quite busy. I went into the cubical, and stuck my lubed cock through. The dude in there, felt my lubed up cock and pushed his hole up agains my cock and I slid in slowly and gave some thrusts. It was hot and sleazy, I loved the dirty feeling of just fucking some random dudes ass. This cubical has two holes side by side between the pair of cubicles. The dude stuck his hand through the other hole and tapped me. I thought he was trying to signal something, so I pulled out. He turned around and stuck his hard cock through the hole. I thought, this is fair, he wants a go too, I am versatile, so I like to change it up to. I had my hole relaxed from doing "other stuff" and I had lubed it up, so turned around and pressed back against his cock head and pushing my ass back to the hole. He rubbed his cock head up and down my crack, searching for the right place, which he found and got his head in. I was ready and took his whole cock in a few seconds. He gave me a few slow short thrusts. Taking it nice and slow, and he spent the next few minutes gradually getting longer and faster. It was hot. I was wanking my cock, and dripping pre-cum. I felt dirty and sleazy. Real good. I was really getting into it. The guy pulled out. And gave me a tap on the ass, and left the cubical. I guess he quietly blew his load. May be he just wanted to do something else? Anyway, I fucking enjoyed it and I was horny as fuck. Right away, after that dude left, another guy came into the cubical. I put my fingers through the hole and motioned for him to put his cock through. I grabbed his cock and rubbed it up and down my crack, where my greedy hole was just gaging for another cock to full it. I put the head of his cock in the right place and pressed back against it. His cock head popped in, and I pushed my ass back against the wall. The dude did the same thing, as the previous guy and started nice and slow and gradually picked up pace. This place is in a farming city. I think dudes are pretty considerate, no sudden moves, down low kind of guys. He gave me some hot full length dicking for a few minutes and then pulled out. I looked to the hole and he wanted me to put my cock through. So I obliged and he pushed his ass up against my cock. I found the right spot and got my cock in. He pushed back and I stated slowly and picked up the speed. Quite a bit of versatile action going on here. I am fully into it. I gave him a few minutes of cock and pulled away from the hole and stuck his cock through again. I turned around and took his cock. He built up speed pretty quick, I wanted him to blow. I wanted to be sure to have got at least one load up my arse. He gave me the longest and deepest thrusts he could and then held it in deep. He dropped his load and held it in for a short while, while his cock softened. I felt hot and dirty. He picked up his towel and left. Some cum ran down my leg - so hot. Right away, another dude came in, so I just offered up my cum lubed ass for him. In no time he was balls deep. It's hot when you have been taking dick and you can just let another guy get right into it. He just thrusted away like a champ. My cock was hard as fuck and dripping pre-cum more than ever. He did not last long. I felt good about providing a good service. As I said, this place is rural, I have met a bunch of farmers, and road maintenance guys there. I think some of these guys stand around in their towels, but don't initiate. One road maintenance guy, I talked to him outside, when he was having a vape break. Then we went back to a cubical. Chances are, if I did not say hi, we would not have hooked up. Road worker guy has a lot of tattoos, he could seem a bit intimidating. Anyhow, I was still in the cubical. With at least two cumloads up my ass. Another guy came in, he was a little apprehensive, I put my ass against the hole. I felt his cock head against my ass, so I reached around to guide him in. He had a rubber on, I thought I would give it a go anyway. He got his cock about half way in, and we did a few minutes, but I was not enjoying it, just not as smooth as raw cock, so I moved away from the hole a bit. The guy pulled out and left. Overall, I am cool with guys using rubbers. But they need to fit well and be lubed properly. This place, there are some rubber guys, I usually just avoid them. I have fucked some hot dudes there, they got me to wear a rubber. It's good for a couple of minutes, but it can't make me cum. Anyway. That guy left and then another guy came in. I am staring to think, how many people are just standing outside the cubicles? I put my fingers through the hole motioning for cock. Another nice, nearly hard cock comes through, I give it a few long licks to get it to full mast. I turn around and rub that cock on my ass and get the head aligned with my hole. He gets it in, and slowly builds up speed. This is the most cock I have ever had at a glory hole. I think I am being too greedy. Am I? This guy gives me some good long thrusts, but slows down and gets a bit soft after a while. Did he blow? I am not sure. I turn around and stick my cock through the hole. He backs onto it and I give him a few thrusts for a minute or two. I am not sure if I am into it. I pull out and leave the cubical. I walk around, I see a dude with a lot of tattoos. It's hot road maintenance guy. He gives me a head nod, and we go off and get a room. I give him my load. Writing this, I am still buzzing about getting so much dick and some loads at the glory hole. So much pre cum in my briefs right now. I got two loads for sure, and gave road guy my load. So that's a high score for me.

for me TIM is still THE fucking hottest .. the first BB video i ever saw was "Like Honey" when it first came out in 2001 .. that was fucking hot! and as to your comment that TIM is not what it once was? totally disagree .. back then BB porn was evolutionary/revolutionary .. and in general porn/videos wasn't everywhere like it is now .. so it's not that TIM has changed - everyone's perceptions have changed .. just like the news - you use to only be able to get the news from a newspaper or a 30minute segment on the big 3 US companies - ABC, CBS, and NBC. now news is all over the fucking place! anyhow - TIM still does it for me - and I thank Paul Morris for what he has done!

Nasty!....I love them!

For me as a TOP BI FUCKER/BREEDER it is also so horny to fuck anonymous male ass.... and sometimes female pussy and breed breed them. My 1st joy is to have anonymous gloryhole sex. Not seeing /knowing who is on the other side and what sort of kinky, sleazy and dirty things he wil do with my hard cock.

I must be old-school. That used to be called we fucking all night.

For me it is very variable. If I aint bred or fucked in awhile, I can shoot pretty fast, though I try to make it take longer, but sometimes I just need to breed asap. Other times, it can take a lot longer. A verbal btm can sometimes get me to shoot faster than one who just is there for the load. Blue pills can affect it also. AS long as the fuckin is good, it doesn't really matter.

Of course we do like people who get more votes. Accordingly, we should have had presidents Gore and Hillary in addition to Obama and Biden.

I forgot #19. A sexy daddy just moved into my neighborhood 3 blocks away from me. XD

Master Terry gifting his third dirty load deep inside of sub-Jason on the day of Sir Doug's return!

Around 10:00 this morning. Yesterday afternoon I was in a hardware store and recognized a guy I fucked a couple times several years ago. He recognized me also so we started talking and I asked him if he still played around. He said every chance he got but he had something already set up for last night so he couldn't play with me just then. We exchanged phone numbers. He called me about 9:00 this morning and said he could be at my house in a half hour. My wife is away for a week so it was perfect timing. You know it's going to be a good day when you breed a hot ass before noon. After I came and pulled out he grabbed his cock and shot a huge load on my bedsheets. He left after that. My bed smells like cum and is making me horny again so I'll probably lay down for a nap soon and add another load to my sheets.

Trump was -never- a friend to our community. [think before following links] https://www.hrc.org/resources/trumps-timeline-of-hate

3-5 minutes when I top. Less if it’s a cummy well used hole. Thinking about the last dudes nut all over my dick churnin in some btm who’s gonna wake up with regrets gets me busting ropes fast and deep.

Friday August 11th 2023. I was super horny and haven’t had any action in a while so I decided to put on a Calvin Klein pride edition jockstrap and put on a pair of slutty overalls and I headed out to the ramble to try and get some loads. Me being me I’m always late for everything. I had planned going out since midday Thursday and my goal was to get there Friday evening around 8pm or whenever it got dark. The park allegedly closes at 1am but the ramble is a wonder of its own. ( it never ends until about maybe 9-10am when tourists start flooding the area. So I finally arrived at 12:30am, horned up and ready to get fucked. While entering the ramble I had a pink pup hood that I put on along with a matching pink collar. I found my first load near the main area. Some guy had walked towards me with cock hard and in his hand. I wasted no time getting down on my knees and I started to suck his nice big juicy cock. After about 3 minutes or so I looked around and we started to draw a crowd maybe 6 people were standing around us. Next thing I know I felt hands on my hole and then eventually I felt the warm sensation as somebody’s cock entered my pre lubed and eager hole. I was still sucking the other guys cock and then I heard the guy behind me say “fuck I’m gonna cum” I responded “ fuck yes flood my guts!!” And I felt the warm load get pumped deep into my hole. immediately afterwards the guy I was sucking told me to turn around and he slammed his big thick cock in my cum flooded hole and fucked me pretty hard and then he pumped out a huge load and then fucked it deeper into my ass. At this point I was shaking with pure pleasure and joy. Trembling at the knees I could barely stand. I took a minute to recoup and finger my hole playing with the cum that started to drip out. I was not satisfied! My hole was filled, but yet I craved for more loads. So I started to walk down towards the sound of the water and headed to my favorite bench and took my overalls off completely and got on my hands and knees pup hood still on and stuck my ass in the air waiting for my next load like the good cumdump slut I am. After about 5 long minutes of nothing I decided to spin around and just sit on the bench. Minutes go by and I grew more and more hungry for cum. I needed it like a addict needs his fix. My boypussy required cum. I couldn’t wait any longer. I checked the time (2:30am) I kept my clothes off threw them in my bag and went to find the next load. After a little bit I discovered maybe 7/8 guys(mix of daddies, jocks, and bears)standing on the path, blowing each other and jerking each other off and from the looks of it they were getting ready to start fucking. Yass! Now was my chance. I got up on the closest bench, (that was in their line of sight.) I’m now Ass-Up on the bench with 2x loads in my boy pussy and getting my 3rd. All of a sudden I feel the tip of a big feeling cock touch my asshole. And almost immediately I felt the huge sausage going in my cumhole. He bent me over and said he was going to tear my boy pussy up. He fucked me very rough and also pulled my hair while penetrating me. I told him I love it rough so he could do anything to me. Soon he stop’s briefly and leans in to my ear and says “Yo FuckSlut, are you ready for Daddy’s warm thick juicy load?” I instantly yelled out “Fuck Yes Daddy! Flood My Guts! Oooohhh Fuck Yeah!” The daddy moans super loud and slammed his cock into me so deep I could feel his balls emptying into my hole. I quivered with joy and he was breathing deeply and quickly. He gets dressed,while grabbing a hand wipe from his bag and wipes off his big daddy cock and balls. Afterwards he tossed the same wipe at me and said “Thanks Faggot, this wipe is your souvenir. Maybe I’ll find you out here again. A hole like that should be flooded daily with 10+ loads haha.” I grabbed his used hand wipe and took a big whiff of it and inhaled his anonymous daddy aroma. Which immediately made me leak out of my cage. And I think that was it. 3 loads today. Not bad but nowhere near enough 😈

*****Part 2****** Two months later we moved in together or rather he moved in with me. I helped him move all his gear including a large bag of drugs he'd been given to try and control his HIV. We loved each other unconditionally, had regular sex and continued the safe sex regime. We lived in my rooms for the next three years. Peter finished a PHD and then a teaching degree. He was so well thought of he was offered a post at Cambridge. I finished my degree and decided that I needed to do completely different. With money inherited from my Grandparents I took over a bookshop in Cambridge dealing in anything from second hand student literature, popular fiction and even comic books (which actually made more money than anything else) Eventually we bought a small terraced house in the centre of city within easy walk to the University and my shop. Despite my pleading Peter would not entertain any thoughts of unprotected sex. By now due to various side effects Peter had come off all medication but, despite this seemed healthier than ever. 2014 and finally we could be married in the UK. A date was arranged and a small celebration with just a few friends and family. On our wedding night we went home to our small house and our big bed. We stripped our clothes and held each other admiring our shiny wedding bands. I took Peters cock in my hand, determined that tonight we would consummate our marriage fully. I dropped to my knees and took him in my mouth. He was already wet with precum. I tasted his nectar and slowly moved my mouth along his shaft, cradling his balls in my hand. I stood and kissed him deeply. His hands found my ball and cock, tenderly caressing them before reaching around my back and feeling my hole, as he'd done a thousand times before. I moved to the bed and lay down pulling him ontop of me. I opened my legs and put them around him, pulling his body close to mine. I reached down and took hold of his cock and placed it at the entrance to my hole. I said "I want you to breed me, consummate our marriage and make me pregnant" I think the years of nagging, the heat of the moment and my determination finally got through to him. Slowly, very slowly, he eased into me. To me it almost felt for the first time we were actually having sex. No lubricant and no condom, just my husband inside me. He looked at me and hesitated for a second. "Do it, give it to me. I want you so badly. Poz me, make me truly yours" Then we began to fuck. Hard and fast. He flipped me onto my front and fucked me for ten minutes like that before turning me back over and fucking me face to face. We fucked like that for a further ten minutes. Sweat was pouring from our bodies. His cock felt better than it ever had before, bigger, deeper and more sensitive inside me. I hadn't even touched my own cock but was close to my own orgasm. Then he got that look in his eye. The look I'd seen a thousand times before. I thought he might try and pull out before he came inside so I made sure to tightly wrap my legs around him and my hands on his buttocks pulling him inside me. He reached the point of no return and thrust himself deep inside me shooting his sperm inside me and coating my insides with his seed. At the same time, overcome, I climaxed, coating the flesh of our stomachs with my own semen. For the first time I felt complete. Our bodies completely as one.

My endurance varies greatly depending on prior activity, mental state, situation, and partner. Almost always, I will put in quite a bit of effort to last longer, as I know that's what I'd enjoy if I were the bottom. On the other hand, there's a certain point where that switches and the goal (mine, his, or best of all both) is to get the load in the ass.

Good that I am into guys >30 that can take dick for longer. Nothing worse than a bottom that cannot take it or rushes a top for cum.

Jared didn't care. He just loved the attention. And being 6'2" 230 lb, broad shouldered, slightly hairy beast of a man, He got looked at a lot. He would happily give in and let u use his body anyway you liked as long as u appreciated his body. He worked hard for that body and loved the attention in brought him. I found this out at a party totally by accident. We were all drinking and I thought Jared was straight but we had started talking in the corner while the party was getting louder across the room. He knew I was gay and asked what kind of guys I liked. I had laughed and I guess I was drunk enough, because I just said, "Let's put it this way, I'd love to see u naked." He grinned and started to lean in to me, I thought he was gonna kiss me for a minute but apparently he wanted to whisper in my ear. He said "Do you want me to strip right here or in private?" I felt myself blush a moment, but also pop the hardest wood in my pants. I'm sure he saw one or both reactions. Because he grabbed my hand and walked me to one of the bed rooms before I had time to think about it. The physical contact had me hard, sweating, and melting into the touch. He closed the door and locked it as he released my hand. He then turned and looked at me and asked, "Do u want me to strip for you, or do you like to open your own presents?" I Stood there with my chin on the ground and no idea what to say or do, I just couldn't believe this was happening. He said here I'll start it for you and u can finish. He popped his tight polo off and showed me that chest. He grabbed my hands and the heat off his body was almost too much. He put them on his chest and had me start rubbing him as he pushed my hands down. He leaned in and kissed me. The beard on my face and tongue in my mouth had me leaking in my shirts. And by this point my hand had reached the point where his skin met his pants. I traced around that point to find his ass. With my arms wrapped around his body. His face invading my mouth I found the start of the Crack of his ass and knew I wanted him naked. I pulled my body away just enough to get his pants undone. With a snap I had his pants undone. But they were tight to his body so I had to release our kiss so I could push his pants down. As I did I found myself kneeling in front of a bright blue overstuffed jockstrap. Before I could stop myself I leaned forward and inhaled deeply that mildly sweaty musk of his manhood. He held my head firmly but not forceful. I started to come back up to kiss him and he just held me against him and didn't let me move. "You liked that, don't leave it so soon, enjoy it" so I did. I reached around and grabbed his now bare ass framed in that jock and got more of the musk of him lost in my nose. I could make out his thickening cock and his huge balls. Feeling his lightly hairy ass. He wasn't pushing me for a blow job, just letting me enjoy his body. So I decided to go for what I wanted. I pulled his ass one way and he finally let me go enough to see what I was up to. I spun him around and planted my face in his ass. It was the perfect amount of clean and sweaty, and ultimately ready. I dove in like a kid in a candy store. Jared just sighed into a "fuuccckkk" I smirked as I enjoyed his happy winking hole and asked "problem?" " no, dude. I just made some assumptions I am happy to be wrong about." I tongued him deep and hard as I also sucked on his hole as he moaned more and I said "oh? What was that?" " most guys that like dudes like me want to get plowed by some alpha dude or ride me like a bronco. But your tongue says u wanna...fuck that feels good...your tongue says u wanna fuck me." I grunted agreement into his ass to make him feel more vibrations and said, "Yeah I wanna fuck and fill you, is that a problem?" "Nope, not a problem at all, fuck me, ride me, suck me. I don't care, I just like the attention. Use my body for your pleasure. Fill me, seed me, drain me." "Happily" " I really thought if u were a top you would.....damn that feels good...you would like some...mmmmhhhhmmmm.....skinny dude who screamed and squealed as they were getting railed....oh my God u are good at that." "I love noisy boys who let me know they are enjoying what I am doing. But a muscle stud with a cunt full of cream is what really turns my crank." "Shit man, use me." He said. I quickly stood up and pushed him onto the bed. He laid on his side and watched as I quickly stripped. He grabbed his pants and pulled out a small lube packet. He saw my thick meat stiff as a board and groaned. "OH my God yes, that will feel amazing. Come here." I joined him in bed and he started making out with me again. He pushed me to my back and straddled me. "I feel like this first load is gonna be quick, is it okay if I ride?" I nodded and felt bad that he thought I wouldn't last long, but I knew he was right. Then he said, "I'm probably gonna cum before I get more that a few strokes in and I don't wanna shoot it into the bed. But u can keep fucking me after I get off. I can even shoot it on your dick if u want so u can fuck it into me." He said as he was adding lube on my cock and his hole. "In my mouth" I said quietly. "What was that?" Jared asked as he stopped what he was doing. "Shoot your load in my mouth" I said more confidently. "That's fine, but I shoot big loads and i am quite the powerful squirter" "Then try and drowned and choke me on your jizz. But your load goes in my mouth, got it?" "Yes sir' he said with a twinkle in his eye. The sir made my dick twitch and I knew I was gonna love this. He sat down and lined me cock up with his body and I felt his hole on my cock. He bent down and kissed me. I felt his hole start to relax and pushed forward. He groaned into my mouth as the first inch pierced his body. I wanted more so I grabbed his body with my arms and thrust up hard. His body tensed and his gasp sucked all the air out of my body because of our lip lock. I let my meat sit deep in his hole as he relaxed and groaned into me. As his body started to relax he decided to fully plant my cock in his ass and sat the rest of the way down till I could feel his tailbone pushing on my balls. His body was shivering from the invasion and I could feel my cock pumping precum into his milking ass. As he leaned back enjoying being impaled I looked at his glorious body and saw his cock head sticking out of that bight blue waist band. It was glistening from precum and straining from being so hard. He started to move a bit as he adjusted to my cock and he was right, after about 5 strokes I was starting to get close but he was there. He popped off my cock and lunged forward as he pulled his cock free of the jockstrap. He shoved it in my mouth as he grunted loudly as each jet of white hot lava cum exploded in my mouth. I was swallowing as fast as I could and my cheeks were still puffing out as each volley came rushing into me. He tasted like heaven. After the 7th or 8th large spurt he began to just twitch in my mouth draining the last little bit. Then a large groan and full body shake. He quickly pulled free after that, tucked himself back in the jock and laid face down on the bed and said "your turn, drain that snake into my ass so it can refill my balls." I rolled over and lined up and sank into that velvety tight muscle cave. But with the taste of his cum in my mouth, the beautiful muscled sweaty body in front of me, and his groans of pleasure it took no time. Maybe 5 minutes and I felt my balls boiling. I punched him in the back as I unleashed in his hole. He felt me start to cum and used his ass to milk me as he begged for my cum. Fully spent I laid on top.of him. He grabbed my arms and wrapped them under his chin and told me to rest, at least till round 2.

As a top bisexual I tend to cum in 10 mintes but I don’t stop fucking I keep going I like the feel of a soaking ass as I’m still fucking it n another 15 mintes go by before I cum again n keep on fucking this time harder n deeper

Part Two “I can’t believe this fucker would go suicide commando on his boyfriend after taking our strains” one person said. “Fuck yeah I did, he’s an uptight bitch when it comes to fucking” David said. The cock in my ass was pumping in and out at a steady pace, balls slapping my ass. My anger grew, but I didn’t want to reveal to David I was on the bench next to him taking toxic loads just like he was. “Fuck man, it’s hotter fucking your sloppy hole knowing you would stealth bomb your boyfriend’s ass later.” someone said. “What I am about to shoot up your hole will convert you and your boyfriend, no doubts” David was moaning harder as the cock in his ass quickened it’s rhythm of pumping his hole. The sound of flesh slapping against each other added to beat of the music playing in the back ground. The cock in me was pumping faster and harder, as it thickened. The balls were not moving as much and I knew I was about to get another load dumped into my hole. The man’s breathing was getting louder and faster, and without warning he slammed into me deep. HIs cock was jumping about in my ass, uncontrollably. I could feel the warmth of his load hitting my inner walls. He grunted and then pulled out. I felt a bit of cum run out, but was quickly scooped up by another cock head and pushed back into my hole. “Damn look at the wasting on the man fucking the cherry” someone said. “That’s the AIDS Angel” someone said. The cock slowly slid out of my hole until I felt it’s head pulling the inside of my hole outwards. It slowly slid back in. “I want that cock next” David yelled. “Don’t be greedy” someone said as the sound of flesh being slapped echoed in the rooms. David’s top was fucking his hole faster and faster. “Huff deep and squeeze my cock, you fucking necro slut!” I heard David inhale deep over and over. I mimicked his huffing until the rush was too much and I felt a bit sick. I squeezed my hole around the death stick sliding in and out. “Squeeze my rod so I can give you the gay cancer, faggot” David’s top yelled as he slapped his ass. I could hear the creaking of David’s bench as his top fucked him harder. “Fuck here it comes in your sloppy fuck hole” he yelled. David yelled as the man rammed is cock deep into his hole. “Take my fucking toxic seed, absorb my fucking death you no good cheating faggot” I closed my eyes, picturing the man’s piss slit open and his white seed of death shoot out, hitting David’s insides and starting to hiss and steam like acid to metal. “Oh fuck, oh fuck” the man yelled. “If that hole is getting the AIDS Angel, then you are the Grim Reaper” someone yelled. I huffed the poppers as I pictured the destruction of David, I saw his body melting away from the venom sting he just received. The cock in my hole, sped up sliding in and out quicker. I squeezed my hole more, then huffed more poppers from the clear tube. “Get another cock up my hole” David yelled, almost begging. The man fucking me had wrapped his hands around my nut sac and was gently squeezing it. I wanted to cry out “harder” but still wanted to keep it secret that it was me from David. My cock was slowly inching back to life, even though I had shot my load just minutes ago. The cock in me felt so good. “If it wasn’t for his cock, you’d think that hole was already dead” someone yelled “Still warm and fuckable” the AIDS Angel said. “Hell you would still fuck it if it was dead and cold” someone said. Peter grunted loudly and I knew someone had rammed a cock up his hole. I could hear his bench creaking again as the top pumped his cock into David’s hole and wondered if the bench broke under the fucking. I head a small creak to my right and a bit of light enter my room, but was quickly extinguished as the door closed. A hand soon covered my mouth and a hot breath heated my ear. I could smell the musk of a sweaty man next to me. “You weren’t the new meat were you?” I shook my head no. “The who the fuck are you” the voice said in my ear. I slowly turned my head and whispered in his ear “The boyfriend of the man in the next room” No more words were said, he just moved away and slowly went out of the room. I closed my eyes and huffed in deep, letting the rush carry me and my thoughts away. The cock was still pumping into my hole. The squeezing on my nut sac got tighter and tighter, sending a bit of pain cursing through my body, the poppers dulled it a bit, so I huffed more. “Fuckin’ gonna squeeze the last bit of neg juice out of these berries even if I have to crush time” my top said. I bit my lip to keep from crying out. My hips started to buck as causing my hard cock to bounce around hitting my crotch, the leather and the top’s hand. The only thing that stopped my hips bucking was a tongue that was licking about my hole from below. It was hitting my hole and the man’s cock as he pumped me. “Squeeze my nuts” the AIDS Angel said. “Oooooh yeah just like that, squeeze my fucking thick biohazard load into his ass” The hand was hitting the base of my ass, following the top’s thrusts in and out of my hole. I was fighting back the urge to yell out, begging for his AIDS charger. “Here it comes, dumping my AIDS in your cunt” he yelled. The man cheered and hollered. I felt his cock slam into me and his cum exploded out. He pulled out and slammed back in, repeating this over and over. “Fuck it feels good sharing death!” he said. “Fucking take his AIDS you lucky fucker” David yelled to me. My cock suddenly started to pulse and I started to shoot my load all over the place, until a mouth covered my cock and started to suck it out. I filled his mouth with my hot thick load. The cock pulled out of my ass as the mouth pulled off my cock. I heard something being spit out and hitting the floor. “Fuck, neg seed tastes like fucking spoiled milk” someone said. “Yeah, poisonous seed is so much better”

I took part in a Conversion Party at my Ex's, one of the many I've attended over the years (the first was my own) where Steve arranges for 3 or 4 POZ Tops to breed a Bottom. Last night a Vietnamese Boy named Pham made his debut; and like all the guys Steve's converted, Pham was a Cum Whore from the git-go. Steve starts by making love to them and gets them enamored of his flowing locks, his slim, hairless bod, and boyish good looks which belie his 35 years. After about 20 fucks, they trust him completely and let down their guard. Steve believes Asians make the world's best Bottoms and likes them petite and slightly fem. Within a fortnight all his Boys are taking it raw. Gradually he proceeds from pulling out to pumping them full of Poison Spooge. They get to where they can't live without their daily fix of Toxic Seed. When the moon waxes full a second time, and the Youth shows no sign of the Fuck Flu—that's when Steve throws in the towel and calls us in. Since the Victim is always Prime NEG Meat, my Ex has no trouble recruiting GIFTERS to breed the POZ resistant Ass. Pham was a cute 19, about 5'3" and hairless, with a tiny Cock and nervous smile. Steve and his comrade, Oren, who loathed anyone more generously endowed than he, were readying the Sling when I walked in. An unsuspecting Pham was upstairs showering. Pham had no suspicion that: 1) Steve was POZ and; 2) got his jollies POZZING Boys. Consequently the Youth couldn't have conceived that he was one of the few with whom Steve had failed. And since Stevie was a sore Loser, old Phamy was to be thrown to the wolves. I'd met Pham on two previous occasions, and we'd hit it off. I genuinely liked the Kid. So he showed no consternation when he saw me sitting there. No sooner had Stevie told Pham to get me a beer, than the doorbell rang and two more of Steve's cohorts waltzed in. It was like old home week. All of us already knew each other from the waist down—and all of us were POZ. The two newcomers gave Pham a coarse once over, and Phamy shuddered beneath the glare. He couldn't help but notice the bulge mushrooming in Davie's crotch and the PreCum permeating Shawn's blue jeans. Pham was whisked upstairs for the preliminaries. Stevie hates for his Bottoms to have a good time getting screwed by ANYOTHER—so he makes them spooge before the fun begins. They had not been upstairs more than a minute when Stevie called me in. I ascended to the Playroom and encountered one very rattled Pham. He loved Stevie so much, yet was aggrieved by his suspicion something untoward was going down. He was disrobed and naked, and Steve was working his small Dick with his greased palm. "Tell him how it is," he groused. "We're gonna have an Orgy, Kid," I beat around the bush. I knew the Boy was disillusioned, as I'd once been—having fantasized about exclusive dibs on Stevie's Jizz. But my Ex knew his Pigs' true nature—and led them down the primrose path to what comes naturally from barebacking. We're a narcissistic bunch, bent on a self-destructive course, with a one-way ticket to misery and hell—but, hey, as they say, half the fun is getting there! Steve asked that I anoint the Youth with Baby Oil as he likes to call his debutantes "Greased Pigs." I massaged it by the palmful onto Pham's silky skin, the Boy moaning as I couldn't resist slipping a slimey finger up his Ass. Unable to hold back, the Kid gyrated in Steve's direction and spooged into his open palm. The Master massaged the Youth's Ejaculate up and down his heretofore infertile Penis, lathering it to the extreme. Old Phamy was about to get a taste of his own Seed. It was obvious when the Boy'd been violated—grimacing, eyes widening and glazing over. Oren, my favorite Sadist, applauded from the doorway; and no sooner had Steve started fucking, than Shawn and Davie walked in holding hands. I'd partnered with Shawn on numerous occasions, and knew first-hand how hung he was; and Davie, with his Beer Can Death Stick, posed a threat to any NEG. The Boy was sweating. I wiped the perspiration from his brow and whispered in his ear, that, after tonight, “Enough would never be enough again.” The Boy's eyes rolled back as I pressed Poppers to his nose. Oren moistened the Youth's parched lips with wispy filaments of HIV, while Steve deposited AIDS Load Number One up the young Mancunt. Simultaneously Pham moaned in ecstasy and desolation, despairing at betrayal by his Betrothed. In the end he probably took 10 Loads that night, each one laden with The Bug. I won't even try to guess which one of us knocked up the Kid—but he came down with a doozy Strain which knocked him out for almost a month. When Shawn and Davie finished up, I took my pleasure with the Youth whose plundered, shell-shocked Manhole had been well pulverized. Steve and I each grabbed an armpit and dragged the ailing Phamy to the boudoir, where, traumatized or not, the Maestro planned to breed him one last time. Meanwhile, Oren demanded “I get my Sloppy Cunt into the Sling.” Oren can be a very nasty Fuck, who'd just as soon spit in your face as look at you. And that was my reward for helping out. Afterwards, the house was quiet except for the Pham's persistent whimpering as the gangbang and betrayal had reeked havoc on his psyche and self-worth. I certainly sympathized with the Boy, but was convinced, once he recovered, we'd make a fantastic pair—at the Baths and Glory Holes everywhere.

This past Tuesday my room mate and were partying and playing like we sometimes do. Around 10pm I asked him if he wanted to maybe go down to the adult bookstore on Folsom. He actually said he didn't wan to go but urged me to go by myself, so I did. Ten bucks gets you in. I was not attracted to most of the guys hanging out in the hallway or any coming in and out of the booths. I went into one both only to find that it didn't have any glory holes, so I tried to just get my dick hard by watching th crappy twink porn on the screen in front of me. I managed to get half way hard .... the porn was juts not nasty enough plus I had partied that day. I walked around, checked out some of the dudes and then went into this small "theater" in the back of the book store. Inside was a tall, thin, vainy, weathered, older leather daddy getting his dick sucked. I stood there watching and playing hard with my huge long thick stretched out nipples and he kept looking at me suggesting I walk over his way, but I didn't go over because his cocksucker was unaware of me. Had they had both called me over I would have approached, but I chose not too. I watched a bit more as he got his big fat daddy dick sucked and then just turned around and walked out. I found an empty booth with a glory hole and when I peeped into it I couldn't see a thing because it was pitch black in there ... and then a white hand started feeling it's way around the hole. My didk wasn't hard but I stuck it though thehole and got a completely anonymous blow job from a guy I couldn't see. As he was sucking my dick I thought "wow, I wonder if this dude has a big dick cuz I could just put my fuckhole up against the glory hole and see if he wants to breed me. Once he stopped sucking my dick I actaully left the booth and found another open booth also with a glory hole down the hall. I entered, looked thru the glory hole and noticed that the booth was bright and, there in the corner was the old leather daddy. I would say he was in his late 70s, waisted, but still butch and I could see that he was once a handsome young man. When he realized it was me he smiled and edged on over to the hole. On my knees in front of the glory hole I took a big hit of poppers, handed the bottle to the old leather daddy and started sucking on his nice big fat daddy dick. We kept passing the bottle of poppers back and forth so I really gave him a great blow job but, I didn't want him to blow his nut down my throat because I had partied earlier and wanted to get breed. While on my knees at the glory hole with his dick in my throat, I opened a small pack of lube up and spread it on my asshole. I stopped sucking and quickly stood up and presented this not so well looking daddy my pink party hole at the level of the glory hole. I heard him spit on his cock and then I could feel him trying to find the exact entry spot of my hole with his big hard dick. It took ten second and I had the head of his cock raw inside my hole. Wiht more hits of poppers I was able to open up and took his entire dick shaft up my asshole in a few minutes time. He started riding me thru the glory hole at varying speeds, which I love. He barebacked me slowly for a good 15 minutes or so. At one point I thought about stopping the glory hole breeding and just going over to his booth, but then I said to myself "dont do that, it's nastier to take an anonymous charged load from this obvious poz daddy through a dirty glory hole" so I stayed put bent over at the glory hole until I heard him grunt some and come up my ass. He didn't pull out right after he came, he stayed in and very slowing kept riding me, making sure none of his cum dripped out when he withdrew. I put my face at the glory hole, thanked him for the fun and we kissed a little bit before he pulled up his jeans and exited the booth. I stayed pu, hit the poppers again, put my fingers up my asshole in order to feel his cum, which I pushed up further inside me. I didn't lose a drop. I stood up, pulled my pants up, walked over to the bathroom, washed my hands and left. When I got home I told my room mate what happened, so we partied a bit more and then he breed me over his bed because he was so turned on that I still had a hot poz load in me. HOT and TRUEand yes, my room mate gave me his load too.

14 for me. Signed up to a popular UK site and started talking to a 50 year old. Agreed to meet in his car one night, I was stoned before we met, took another joint with me. I smoked it alone whilst we shared poppers. Sucked him on his back seat as he played with my hole. I didn't cum, but he blasted in my mouth. Been addicted ever since.

Safewords are not “training wheels”, and every experienced submissive in the BDSM lifestyle has one, and incorporates it as a matter of course in every scene negotiated with a Dominant. Every Dominant worthy of the name asks for, expects, and respects the safeword. Both parties expect that it will never be uttered, because of the trust they are placing in one another. The word is a safety precaution to avoid real harm, not a cop-out feature or signal of weakness. No submissive who takes his submission seriously will use his safeword unless at the end of need; its use will cause a sense of failure in both parties - in the Dominant, a sense of failure at mastery of his power, and a failure of due care, and in the submissive a failure to endure, and to serve. No scene is ever a contest to see what it takes for the Dominant to force the submissive to say his safeword. Such a thing would be abhorrent to anyone in the lifestyle. Those who say they don’t have one or refuse to use one a) are inexperienced, b) never engage in play that rises to the level in which a safeword would be remotely necessary, or c) are foolish. There is no ‘bragging right’ to be had in claiming that you have or use no safeword; it only says that you do not clearly communicate with your sex partners, and a discerning Dominant might well decline to interact with you if you say you don’t use one. My safeword is simply ‘Red’, because it’s more or less universally understood throughout the BDSM community even if it were not explicitly discussed in scene negotiation. I also use ‘Yellow’ as a ‘slow-down’ word in the way @hntnhole mentions above, though I am far from a novice; I use it (exceedingly sparingly) to allow a Dominant to fine-tune the subtleties of his technique as we spend time exploring and expanding the boundaries of my endurance. I have always made my safewords clear; I have never said ‘Red’ because I have used ‘Yellow’ to make sure I never needed to. Note: I do not employ my red word in vanilla sex, as most men outside the BDSM lifestyle do not understand the concept or its significance, and because if the kind of action that would prompt its use in BDSM occurs in a vanilla context, you’re most likely dealing with a sexual assault or rape, and no safeword is going to help you.

BEING A BERLIN CUMPIG… AGAIN! The following night I wanted more. We started in a bar called New Action and my m8 eyed up a fit guy in his 30s sat drinking on his own. He was horny as fuck looking in his tight jeans and white Nike trainers. When he moved to the toilets I followed him. He stood there rubbing his crutch. I knelt down in front of him and unzipped his jeans. He had the tightest white boxers hiding a boner. I pulled at the front of them and unleashed his dick. He pushed it into my mouth and as I sucked his bell end I undid his belt. I pulled his jeans and boxers down and I sucked him good. As I worked his cock in my mouth he told me I looked a filthy pig when he saw me at the bar. I sucked away until we were being watched by a few guys, he then pulled away and left. I headed back to the bar with my m8 oblivious. Soon after we moved next door, the bar I had been ass up and a cumdump the night before, Bull. I stripped to my jock again, handed in my clothes and enjoyed a drink at the bar. I told my m8 I was going for a wonder but in effect I wanted loading. I got to the dark room and there were plenty of guys standing around. I bent over the bench as I had done the night before. A guy stood in front of me, so I was starring at his crotch while he wanked. I moved my head to get my mouth closer but the tease took a small step back so he was out of reach. Then I heard a German accent from behind me ask, ok to fuck you? I loudly responded, fuck, yes please. He stuffed his solid dick inside me and started fucking me. Now the guy in front stepped forward and inserted his creamy wanked cock in my mouth and made the most of the pounding rhythmic thrusts, so I was sucking him deep every time the guy went balls deep. Once again guys gathered round to watch. The guy fucking me stopped and pulled out, I have no idea if he unloaded but the cock I had been sucking now moved round behind me and slid into my hole. He fucked hard and fast and definitely bred me while the group watched. I had what I wanted, at least one load inside me. As soon as he pulled out I felt a tongue in my ass. A guy was now on his knees rimming my used hole and eating cum I had fucked into me. He stood up and slid his dick into me and gave me a fucking, then he was back on his knees again. He repeated this several times, eating my ass and creaming cum. When he stopped I stood up and casually walked back to the bar for a drink. I was getting cocky knowing my hole was an easy target for so many random cocks. I sat with my m8 with a freshly used cummy hole having a pint, and fucking loved it. After 10 mins I was ready to be a slut again. I walked back to the darkroom and there was plenty of fucking going on around the room so I sat and watched and wanked and fingered my hungry hole. After about 10 mins the bench was free, so once again I took my position bent over it. I was face down when I noticed the trainers on the guy from the bar next door earlier, in front of me. Both of my holes were vacant, but my ass was dripping. He stepped forward and again placed his cock in my mouth. I enthusiastically sucked him again. When he had finished using my mouth he swapped ends and slid his dick into my cum loaded hole. It felt amazing and I had hoped I would get a chance to take it. He just made sure his cock was covered in cum and the swapped ends again. He lent over and told me to clean it up and called me faggot. I happily ate the cum from my cunt and licked him clean. Then he went back inside me again for another coating. Once again I was fed spunk from my hole. While he was in my mouth a random strangers dick forced itself unexpectedly into my cunt. It was rock solid, thick and felt sleazy. Sure enough this guy was serious. I was pounded real hard and with a random rhythm. He put on a show and attracted attention. He grunted loudly and uttered in German, that I didn’t understand, my guess was that it was abuse there were a few guys watching him as his pounding got louder and louder and harder. He gave one of the hardest and most frantic fucks I can remember, he fucked like a machine. Just as I had imagined a sleazy German bar fuck would be. He rode my hole in front of everyone and made me his bitch. I was rewarded for totally giving in and taking it when he unleashed a hot load and flooded my cunt with his cum. When he pulled out he lent over and told no me I had a great fuckable cunt! Praise indeed. I loved that there were so many guys offering their cocks and loads and not a condom in sight! Just how it should me. Once again I felt a hard cock plow my cunt. Once again I sniffed my poppers and let them use me, no questions asked. I have no idea how many cocks or loads I took but it was pretty constant. Eventually I noticed 2 lads with American accents with their cocks out in front of me. I had already sucked them both in turn while they watched a couple of other guys fuck me. Now I heard them talking to each other, one said to the other, make him suck us both at the same time. I responded by opening my mouth as wide as possible. I managed to have them both in my mouth but the rhythm from the fucking I was getting made it difficult to maintain. After a few minutes one of them instructed the other, ‘go slide your cock in him! Sure enough he did as he was told, when a guy pulled out he slid in and I was then being spit roasted by them. From listening to them talk to each other it was clear they were a couple and each one liked to tell the other what to do. I heard him say ‘go balls deep in him’ and ‘fuck his throat deeper’. They changed ends a couple of times and liked me sucking the cock that had just fucked me. I was only too happy to oblige. Eventually one of them told the other, ‘Go on, dump your load in him’. He used my cunt to get off and unloaded a full load while his boyfriend watched. There’s something incredibly horny about taking a guys load while his boyfriend watches. When he was done he pulled out and told his boyfriend it was his turn. Again, they swopped ends and was given a cum dripping cock to clean up while he watched his other half fuck and then dump a load in me. With my cunt dripping from their cum I was done. I had been fucked and bred by so many anon cocks and not a rubber in sight! I loved my Berlin breeding! I’m tempted to book my regular sexual health checkup, can’t wait to find out what souvenirs I collected! 😈

Part 8 - German lads cheat too Over the years I have spent a lot of time in Germany and have made a number of good friends there. When I started fucing raw I soon learned that German lads were not only just as likely to cheat on their partners but were just as willing to do it without a condom. By the mid-90s I had started fucking without condoms fairly regularly and I had leaned that a surprisingly high number of guys were up for fucking bare if I initiated it, despite the safe sex message being so prevalent, and this often included guys who were cheating on their partners. I was spending a week in Hamburg with some friends about six or seven years after the Berlin Wall came down and on the Friday night we were due to meet up with some friends of theirs who were visiting Hamburg from what used to be part of East Germany. On the Thursday evening, they dropped round for a drink and I was introduced to Matthias and his partner, Peter. I was attracted to Peter straight away - he was a sports coach and was tall, slim and ginger haired with a really fit body and an arse that reallly filled out his jeans. I realised fairly soon that Peter had picked up on my interest and before long he was chatting to me in the kitchen whilst the others were in the other room and soon we had arranged to meet up the following afternoon. We would have the flat to ourselves as my friends were intending to go straight to the restaurant after work and I was really horny at the thought of getting into Peter's pants. Peter called round the following afternoon and we wasted no time in getting down to it - after we had kissed for a while I got down and unzipped his jeans, pulling them down to his knees. I could see his big, thick cock sticking up in his white Calvin Klein underpants and soon I had it out and in my mouth. He sighed as I began to suck his cock and after I had sucked him for a while he said he was getting close and pulled out my mouth. We were both naked from the waist down now and Peter sat down and stretchd his legs out as I went back down on his cock. I sucked him for a a while and then began to lick his balls and then I moved my tongue further down towards his arse. Peter lifted his legs and pulled them back, exposing his hairy ginger hole and I pushed my tongue into his hole and began to lick it. He moaned and pulled his legs further apart as I pushed my tongue as far up his hole as I could. I was more turned on than I had been in a long time and when he asked to fuck me I didn't hesitate. I fetched some lube and rubbed it into my arse, sucked his cock a bit more and then bent over. "Wait," he said "We need a condom." I told him he could fuck me without a condom if he wanted and he was silent for a moment. I thought maybe I had put him off but a few seconds later I felt him pulling my cheeks apart and then the head of his big cock was pushing against my arse hole. I pushed back and his cock slid slowly up my arse. Peter gave me a moment to get used to his cock and then he began to fuck me. It was one of the horniest fucks ever and I enjoyed every minute of being fucked by such a fit guy. Peter began to fuck slowly and soon he was fucking me harder and faster. I had not had a cock this big up my arse for a while and I was so turned on I was finding it hard not to cum. Peter fucked me steadily for a while and then began to fuck me even harder and a short time later he told me he was going to cum. I told him to go for it and almost immediately his breathing got faster and he groaned, pushing his cock right up my arse and holding it there and I could actually feel the cum pumping in to my arse. We rested for a while and then Peter asked me to lick his arse again. He knelt up on the settee and soon my tongue was back up his hole. He groaned as I rimmed him and I could feel this cock starting to harden again. After a while he reached out and picked up the packet of lube and passed it to me. I had somehow assumed that Peter was a total top and I couldn't quite believe I was going to get to fuck him but he didn't say anything as I rubbed some lube into his hole and then positioned myself behind him and pushed my cock against his hole. Peter reached round and pulled his cheeks apart and my cock slid up him. I enjoyed every minute of the fuck and it was obvious that Peter was enjoying it oo. I knew I wouldn't last very long and after just about ten or twelve more thrusts I shot what felt like a massive load right into his hairy ginger hole. We showered together and a short time later we were all in a local restaurant enjoying a really nice meal. I was sitting next to Peter's partner, Matthias, who was keen to rractice his English and turned out to be a really nice guy. He was easy to talk to and we got on well. I couldn't help thinking it was just as well he didnt know that his boyfriend and I had cum in each other just an hour or so earlier. There have been a few occasions over the years when I have discovered that one of my friends is cheating on a partner and it has very often been guys I had never thought would cheat and certainly never thougth would do it without a condom. About a year or so after my encounter with Peter I was staying wih a couple of friends in the north of Germany. I had known Oliver for about ten years and we were very good friends. Oliver had been together with his partner for a number of years and I had stayed with them several times. I had not seen Oiver for a while and I was really looking forward to catching up with him. Oliver had explained that his partner's twenty one year old nephew,Kai, was staying with them for a year while he completed a qualification at the university in the city. When I got there and was catching up with Oliver I got the impression he was not very keen on having Kai staying with them. He didn't say much but did mention that Kai had recently split with his boyfriend and also said he was quite arrogant and a bit full of himself. A short time later Oliver's partner came in from work and we all had dinner. I didn't meet Kai until the following day and he seemed like a nice enough lad. He was very handsome - dark haired and well-built with a nice smile. I also couldn't help noticing that he had a very fit, chunky arse and from what I could see he was packing quite a sizeable cock in his jogging bottoms. On the Saturday morning I was due to meet a friend for an early breakfast and I got up and showered and as I was getting dressed I heard Oliver's partner going out to work. Just as I was ready to leave I got a text from my friend asking if we could put breakfast back a couple of hours. I said that was fine with me and decided to make myself some tea and toast. There was no sign of Oliver or Kai so I decided to rest for an hour or so. I had a very pleasant rest and I was just thinking of getting up again when I heard sounds that indicated that someone else was up and about and as I opened the door to my bedroom I heard a loud groan. I then heard other noises which were unmistakeable - the sound of flesh slapping on flesh and I knew that someone was fucking in the living room downstairs. The house was quite open plan with a balcony running along the first floor which opened out on to a TV area with two large sofas down on the ground floor. I decided to satisfy my curiosity and made my way quietly along the balcony to the end and, taking care to stay out of sight. looked over the balcony to the floor below. The first thing I saw was Kai's naked arse thrusting forward - and I could see that he was fucking someone who was kneeling on the settee. It took mejust a moment to realise that the guy being fucked was Oliver. I was really surprised - Oliver was an English teacher and was quite a reserved, quiet guy, always very measured and I had never imagined I would see him bent over with his arse in the air being fucked by his partner's twenty one year old nephew. It was all very horny -Kai's jogging bottoms, a pair of jreans and two pairs of pants had been tossed on the floor and, as they thought I was out, they were making no effort to be quiet. They were both quite vocal - especially Oliver who was moaning and begging Kai to fuck him harder and ruin his arse. As I watched, Kai pulled his cock out of Oliver's arse and I saw that he was not wearing a condom. Kai moved round and pushed his cock into Oliver's mouth and Oliver sucked it eagerly. Watching Oliver suck on a cock that had just been up his arse was a real turn on and then Kai bent over the settee and Oliver pushed his face into Kai's arse and began to lick it. I had my cock out now and was wanking as I watched the horny scene below. Oliver got up and then sat down on the settee, and soon his legs were up and Kai was back up his arse. I watched Kai fuck, enjoying the sight of his chunky arse thrusting into Oliver and as he leaned forward I had a great view of his hairy arse crack. I couldn't help thinking how horny it would be if I was on my back next to Oliver and Kai was taking it in turns to fuck us both. Kai was thrusting harder into Oliver now and I knew he was getting close and I shot my load into the front of my pants as Kai then he threw his head back and came noisily up Oliver's unprotected arse. It was one of the horniest scenes I had ever witnessed and I wondered how it had all started and how long it had been going on. A little later I heard Kai going out and, as there was no sign of Oliver, I made my way quietly out of hte house to join my friend for a late breakfast. Oliver never knew I had seen Kai breeding him behind his partner's back. I had another horny exprience a few years later when I was in Berlin and was on my way to join some friends for a late supper. I had plenty of time before I was due to meet my friends and I was feeling very horny so I decided to try my luck at the Tiergarten, a very active cruising ground which was quite near the restaurant. It was late autumn and already dark and I knew from experience that, although it was hit and miss in the early evening, it could be quite busy any time after dark. I was in luck - I cruised around for a while and ended up in a threesome with two guys, one older and one younger lad and soon I was bent over being fucked by the older guy while I sucked the younger lad's cock. The older guy gave me a good hard fuck for about ten minutes and unloaded up my arse and pulled out. I leaned forward as the younger lad pushed up me and began to fuck. He didn't last as long as the first guy and shot his load up me after just a few minutes. I cruised around for a while longer and as I watched a young black lad being fucked against a tree, I realised that one or both of the guys who fucked me must have shot a particulary big load up me and I knew I needed to find a quiet spot to push the cum out my arse. I walked further into the woods until I found a quiet spot, pulled my pants down, squatted and pushed a big load of cum out onto the ground. I had just pulled up my pants when I heard the sound of someone approaching. I ducked behind a tree as two guys came into view. I watched as they kissed for a while and I was just about to leave them to it and head quietly in the other direction when I realised that one of them was one of the group I was meeting that night. I didn't know Andreas particularly well - he and his partner were more friends of friends but I was genuinely shocked to see him cruising in the Tiergarten. I had always found Andreas and his partner quite judgemental about things like cheating, cruising and especially bareback sex. Andreas was quite vocal sbout these things and not long ago I had heard him agreeing with someone who said that cheating on your partner and not using protection was the ultimate betrayal. I looked around tree again and saw that Andreas was now on his knees sucking on the other guy's cock. The guy he was sucking was a fit skinhead guy who looked to be in his mid-30s and as I watched him suck cock, I realised that Andreas was also quite fit. I had never thought of him in this way - he was quite tall with glasses and was rather geeky looking. He had now pushed his trousers and pants down and was wanking as he sucked the skinhead guy and I had a great view of his slim arse. Andreas sucked the guy for a bit longer and then he stood up and said something to the other guy who nodded. To my surprise, Andreas then bent forward against a tree - this was getting very interesting! Andreas reached round and pulled his arse cheeks apart as the skinhead moved in behind him and pushed his cock slowly but surely right up Andreas's arse. He went up him quite easily and I guessed that Andreas must already be lubed and had probably already been fucked. Andreas bent forward as the skinhead began to fuck him and soon I had my cock out and was enjoying a wank as I watched the skinhead fuck Andreas. I had never thought in a million years that I would see Andreas with his pants down being fucked bareback against a tree. The skinhead fucked Andreas hard and fast and after a fairly short time he pushed hard up Andreas and I knew he was shooting his load. A short time later I was in the restaurant with my friends and soon Andreas joined us and sat down with his partner. I was really turned on by the fact that no one, least of all his partner, knew that Andreas had stopped off for a quick bareback fuck on his way to the restaurant. I have encountered a few more cheating boyfriends on my subsequent trips to Germany. A few years ago I was at a barbequeue with some friends and I was introduced to one of my friend's colleagues, a dark haired young lad in his mid-20s and his partner, a tall, slim blond lad and I realised I had encountered the blond lad just a couple of days before. I had been cruising in a park late afternoon and me and another guy had fucked him bareback up against a tree, his trousers and his white underpants at his knees, and we had both cum in his arse. I dont think he recognised me - which made me wonder how many other guys had fucked him in that park..... Part 9 to follow

Hey there! Having been a professional twit all last week and through half the weekend, I'm taking the day WAY off. So, while the memory still lingers, I'll fill you in on my Texas student that I finally had. I had begun to be sure the Texan was flaking out on me. At last he and my Asian boy called within about an hour of each other last Monday. What to do? It was easiest to arrange for my Texas boy to cum right over. I told you the freaky way we met. He got a copy of my story about fucking with the guy I knew was dying, and it got him all hot. I eventually told him via e-mail about my KS, and he went bonkers about wanting to meet me. We met one evening, as a "get acquainted session." I think he wanted to check his gonad's reactions to me. Then a couple more e-mails. Then the call -- "Cum on over!" I think most gay men have a fairly well-developed fantasy life. This guy's entire fantasy seemed to center on getting AIDS. And especially, getting it from someone who has it! He fucks around a lot with his boyfriend, but seems to feel he's negative. Oh, well, not anymore. He's as sicko twisted as I am. When he got to the house, he was barely inside the front door when suddenly he was bare inside the front door! Having met beforehand, we felt no need for undue modesty. I was quickly naked as well. And suddenly there we were, writhing around, making out on the carpet of the living room! I generally like to set the tone for the action, but I had no chance. He was up my asshole with his tongue, slathering around on my dick with HIS tongue, kissing and licking me all over my body, and begging to be infected. And the more he begged for it, the harder we both got. But hey, I'm gonna have for the rest of my life. What's the hurry? He wanted to blow me right there. "Like you're gonna blow me if I ever get too sick to fuck you?" "Oh yeah, man. Let me take your first load down my throat." "You know, it's more effective if you take it up your ass. The virus gets around inside you better that way, you know. I can always give you another load later wherever you want it. Why don't you let me get you ready for your fuck-of-death?" "Oh, shit man, I want it! Fuck me here man. Fuck me right now, no lube, no nothing!" "Just relax, baby," I said. "Let me take you to the bedroom, make us both comfortable, and get you prepared for the most intense fuck of your life." I knew his imagination would make it just that: the most intense fuck of his life. We went off to the bedroom and I arranged him tummy down on the bed. "When I kissed you, I didn't feel your KS. Do you really have it?" I stuck my tongue out at him and lifted the tip to touch my nose, so the bottom was exposed to his inspection. "Oh fuck, man, can I suck on it? I want to taste it!" So before I got around to gathering play things to rough up his asshole with, I let him deep kiss me again. This time we just kept rolling his tongue back and forth under mine in my mouth. Finally he came up for air. "O God, I'm gonna cream if I don't stop." "We'll have none of that, baby. You lay back down and relax, and I'll get some play things." He did as he was told, sensing that I would not give him what he wanted so bad if he didn't. I gathered up my own toys from the shelf where I keep them: a couple of dildos and the like. Also, the short, half-inch, sanded wooden dowel I use on myself when I want my ass roughed up. No splinters, but the dry wooden surface snags the tissues all over the place and makes them bleed, leaving them open for immediate infection! I wipe these off with water after each use, but of course, I never disinfect them, so they carry whatever is inside me inside the next guy! I used a couple of dildos on him first. One to open him up, and a second one with ridges to make his butt tissue swell a little. The groaning and humping noises he made turned me on more and more. Finally I took my little wooden tool in hand. It's not long enough to make any deep internal tears. I slid it up his lubed ass and started shoving it back and forth hard enough to make heat and twisting it a little. Suddenly his groans of pleasure were squeals of near panic and pain. "Oh fuck it hurts!" "It makes your ass better to take my sick, HIV AIDS cum, baby. You still want that, don't you? You want me to stop?" "Oh, no, don't stop. But hurry. Please hurry! It's really hurts, man." "Shut up, ya sicko. You love my sickness. Each minute you have to wait, I may be getting a little sicker. You want your AIDS from a sick guy, don't you?" "Oh yeah man. But you got it. Give it to me! Please give it to me!" He was so fucking crazy to get fucked. His whining and moaning and begging made me so hot. "Shut up, fuck face. Here I come." What he couldn't see or know or guess was that his asshole was starting to really bleed. It must have been so fucking sore! I slid up his shit hole and was strangely possessed by the feeling of "joy" that rushed through me. We'd had no weed, no booze, just raw fuck-me-and-kill-me passion! I wanted to fuck the shit out of him and splash my diseased seed all over inside his ass. I was so hot, I was even afraid to take a hit of the poppers on the nightstand. I was sure I'd come in less than three minutes! But then I was able to get control of my mind and focus it on giving this boy the fuck of his life/death. "Do you like the feel of daddy's dick in your ass, baby?" Some of his blood from his already brutalized hole was mixing with the lube now. I was able to watch as it tinged everything around his hole a lovely, bright liquid red, including my dick! ?"Oh yeah," he moaned. "Fuck me! Give it to me! Oh, fuck it hurts. But it feels so good knowing you're infecting me. Give it to me!" "How did daddy's KS feel to suck on?" That pushed a button for him! I could feel his ass clamp hard on my prick as he remembered it. "O fuck, it was great man. I want to be sick like you are, man." It was such a wild thing for him! "I want to ride your sick cock over and over until it kills me!" What the images in his mind were at this point is anybody's guess. But the hotter it made him, the hotter his heat made me! I knew I needed a brief respite or I was going to unload in him then and there. "I'm gonna pull out for a second, baby." "No, don't! Fuck me, man! Don't quit till you infect me!" "Don't sweat, baby. You'll get your infection. I want you to roll over on your back. We'll put your legs in the air like a real whore. Then I'll fuck you over the edge. Then I'll finish fucking you to death!" Even though I'm not really "sick" yet, the sick and dying talk seemed to drive him absolutely wild. I slipped out of his ass, and in seconds he'd flipped onto his back and lifted his legs. When he did that, he could see some of the bloody mess that his asshole had become! "Oh shit, what'd you do to me, you asshole?" "Don't talk to daddy that way, Shithead!" I smacked him kind of hard with the back of my hand as I climbed over him and pinned his legs to his chest with my arms. "You said you wanted HIV from a guy getting sick. This way we both KNOW you're getting infected. 'Cause your pretty little ass tissues are all torn open, ready to receive my deadly germs. You want those deadly germs, don't you faggot? Or should I quit fucking you now?" "Oh, no man, don't stop. It scares me. Will I bleed to death while you fuck me?" By now I was already inside him. Even if the thought of dying scared him, it also made him hot. I could feel his ass clamp onto my dick as he talked. He was freaking out in all directions! "No, baby, you won't bleed to death. Just take a hit of the poppers and they'll take your mind off it." I held them out in the little inhaler I use for them, and hung onto them while he took a long hit. I took a hit myself and resumed my ride. He started wiggling underneath me to meet each thrust I aimed at him. "Fuck I want to cum!" he said. "Just hold that thought, baby. Let daddy ride." My balls were swollen so full of cum from thinking about the time I'd actually ride him that I wasn't going to last too much longer. We'd been at it for a total elapsed fuck of about 35 minutes. Pretty good for a guy that almost blew his load when the kid came in the door. And as much as his ass must've hurt, he was still clamping onto my dick in rhythm to my ride. Suddenly I couldn't hold off any longer. "Take my fucking AIDS cum, baby!" "Oh, shoot it inside me! Infect me! Fuck me full of your poz cum!" With little more encouragement, I blew a load inside him like I couldn't remember having done in quite some time. The fact that he was just so eager to get it was so hot. He took hold of his own dick and began to jerk off, but I grabbed his hand. "Not yet baby. Nobody cums here without my permission." He looked a little freaked out again, like I'd turned into a Nazi or something. I pulled my cock out of his sloppy ass. "In a minute I'll lick your ass up, make it feel better. First, you're gonna clean me up." He protested feebly as I moved up over him to drop my dick in his mouth. It was red with the action and with a little of the kid's own blood. When I was over his mouth, I began to smear my dick all over his face. He couldn't resist. He took the sticky thing in his mouth and started nursing for all he was worth. Suddenly I was hard again. I wasn't ready to blow a second load just yet, though. "Relax, kid, let it relax a little, now that you've cleaned it up. Let me lick your but a little and then maybe daddy will give you a load of piss." He had told me he liked drinking his BF's piss. I took a damp wash cloth, and wiped the grosser bits of his ass clean off. Then I put my tongue into his little rosebud for just a second. He almost leapt off the bed! "Shit that feels wild!" "Of course it does, baby. It's supposed to! Now, come over here and kneel and drink some piss for daddy!" So I got off the bed and stood, and he knelt at my feet. He took my dick in his mouth, and waited in beautiful submission. "It's OK to beat off now if you want, baby." Just as my piss started streaming down his throat, he blew his load all over my feet. Then he freaked me out! He bent down and started licking up his cum! And then he asked to taste my KS again. When I said "Of course," he started sucking on my tongue for all he was worth. "Oh God, thank you," he said. "This is how I wanted it to be. But God my ass is so sore. Will I ever be able to fuck again?" "Oh, sure. Want to come back next week some time?" "I don't know. I really hurt. But its so right. You've really given me the bug, haven't you. And in such a hot way. I guess I don't mind how much I hurt. I know you did it for my own good. For the HIV and all. I haven't been able to think about anything but getting AIDS from a guy like you since we first made contact. Wow. Thank you so much." "Sure thing. But I do feel compelled to follow through. I want to be sure you're really infected, after all. You've trusted me for it, and I feel a responsibility to be sure you really get it. I'll be away for several days, but I'll call you when I get back in town." "Yeah, thanks. That'd be good. Would you hold me?" Again with the kids who want it and then go all goo-goo when they get it! "Sure," I said, and wrapped him in my arms. He didn't really want to let go. After a while I told him I needed to call someone. He started to let go and I said "That's OK. All I need to do is get over there to the phone." I leaned into him and we fell across the bed so I could reach the phone on the other side of the night table. I called my Asianboy and begged off seeing him. We set up a time for the next morning, before I left town. I've seen him several times since that first wild fuck I gave him. And he's found another guy he KNOWS is HIV and is getting fucked by him too. My Texas boy and I talked for about half an hour after I made my phone appointment. Before he left, he asked to have that other load of cum I'd promised. "You want to blow me, baby?" "After what you just did to my ass, I think that's all I can do!" So he locked onto my dick as I laid back on the bed. It didn't take long. I blew a small fountain into the back of his throat. "That's it, baby. Drink daddy's poison cum." Piss with a cum chaser. Another job well done. I met Tetsu (he calls himself Tim here) the next morning, managed some great fireworks before I left town. We set up to see each other again later this week, now that I'm back in town. In the meantime I have called Joey the Texas boy to see how his ass is, and to talk about his follow-up inoculation. He hasn't called back yet. Do you think he will?

This was salvaged from Bugshare.net, the 'Strictly Stories' section. ******************************************************** Saturday, my buddy came over around eight. We’re both poz and have known each other a long time. It was supposed to be a quiet evening at home, but we decided to catch a few beers. We went down to one of our favorite spots, your typical, local, friendly, gay bar. Outside, this kid was hanging around, nice looking sort of, clean cut, and preppy, saying a few words to guys as they entered and left. I don’t know how old he was. Anymore, they all look around 12. But I figured he was too young to get in. He said something to us, and we sort of blew by him. I was thinking he wasn’t a hustler; that he was probably dealing. My bud and I had a few beers and talked to the guys. Nothing was going down; and, after a while, we headed home to watch some TV (or something!). The kid was still there when we left, and with a couple beers in us, we told him we were having our own private party. He asked if he could tag along; and before we knew it he’d slithered into the car with us. Neither of us are much into dopers or diapers; so by the time we got to the house, we wondered what to do with him. But, what the hell, we flopped on the couch, turned on a porno, and had a couple more beers. The kid loved the porno; and my buddy and I were getting pretty horned, too. Junior turned out to be a real nice polite guy, making small talk, and big talk, like he'd done this and that. No surprises, actually: small town; small school; didn't know any gays his age; attracted to leather---typical youth. Finally, I put on a fisting tape, figuring that would scare the shit out of him; but he loved it. He said he’d always wanted to try it. Before long he was off to the bathroom. We figured he was either jerking off or plotting a way to escape us old perverts. Meanwhile, my buddy and I started going down on each other, just warming up, when the kid came back in. Right away he went down on us both. For someone so young, he sure knew how to give head. I told the kid we were going into the bedroom, and he could either stay and watch TV---or join us. That got a big smile out of him, being invited. We dropped our pants on the way to the king sized bed. The kid was naturally smooth. His pubes were trimmed; and his balls, shaved. I thought that was kind of cool. I was sucking on him when my buddy started eating me, and I likewise jacked up the kid’s ass and dug in. It was sweet and clean. Guess that's what he’d been doing in the bathroom for so long---getting spic-and-span. He liked getting rimmed ---said that was his first---and I could feel his heartbeat with my mouth locked on his ass. I slipped a finger in him, and he was in pig heaven. I popped in a second, then a third. I would have put my whole fist up his ass, but I was out of Crisco. Besides, I had other plans for the asshole. I got out some toys. I have one of those rippled plugs that gets pretty thick down about the third ring. I lubed it up good and had it all the way in real quickly, but the kid could only go to the third ring. The real fun was the double-ender. We took turns on it, and I swear the kid could suck it half in. I didn't want him so sore he couldn't fuck, so I put away the toys and got down to brass tacks. The kid reached for his jeans and pulled out a couple of rubbers. I told him to save them. “We never use them.” "You don't?" He looked startled and confused. I explained that my buddy and I had known each other forever, and we didn't need them---and the sex was so much better without them. That we were both poz never came up. We didn’t volunteer it, and the kid never asked. He was intrigued more than anything; like, is it really better fucking bareback? We assured him there was no comparison, but if he didn't like it---no problem---the two of us would play. Not wanting to be left out, he said he’d try it---so long we didn't cum up his ass. How many times have you heard guys say they won’t shoot up your ass, then, regardless, they go in for the kill? That was my original intent. We had one hell of a fuck session. Each one of us did the other two, every which way we could think of. I started drilling my buddy, and the kid's eyes bugged out, as he got his first close-up view of raw cock entering an unprotected hole. Safe sex or not, you could tell what he thought by his erection. My buddy poked the kid, and he loved it. Then the kid then took a jab at my asshole. He was good for someone so young and inexperienced. His dick wasn't all that thick; but it was long, with a big knob, and veins you could feel. My buddy was the first to unload. He was doing the kid---had his legs on his shoulders---while I was licking ass wherever I could. After all that, the kid still forewarned us, "Not to cum in my ass." “Yeah, right,” I was thinking; but damn if my buddy didn't pull out at the last second, and spew one tremendous load all over the kid’s dick, balls and crack. It was awesome---but a terrible waste of good cum! Obviously pleased, the kid dipped his fingers in the jizz on his pubes and sucked them dry. He just about purred. I was impressed at the size of the my buddy’s load, as it ran down the kid’s crack. So that it wasn’t totally a lost cause, I dipped my fingers in my buddy’s cum, forcibly massaging it into the kid’s asshole. The stupid kid continued to grin and purr. So damn concerned about taking our poz loads directly, but he didn't object to getting it worked into his well-used and abraded asshole. It didn’t make sense. Anyone that stupid deserved to get pozzed, and I became resolute in my determination to poz the little fucker. So I rubbed the rest of my buddy’s load into his asshole, telling him that (poison) sperm makes best lube, which in his case was definitely true. The kid was a natural fuck! I plunged into him vigorously, well aware that I was working my buddy’s toxic load ass walls. It’d been a while since I’d had hot boy ass like that! I rolled over and let him ride me. It really horned me, watching him sway up and down on my cock. I was getting ready to shoot, and seriously considered not telling him; but, sensing my climax, He pulled off. He reached around and jerked me with one hand, while working my nipples with the other. I splattered him good. I couldn’t tell if it was dripping off him, or out of him! All I can figure is the kid thought he was safe as long as no one came in him directly. Well, the kid had another thing cumming! After I came, he lay on top of me, all kissy and nice. My buddy used the same trick to work my poz load deep inside the kid. He took the double-ender, sloshed it around in my spunk, then rammed it in the kid. It was the kid's turn to shoot. I spread my legs and welcomed him in. He asked if he should use a condom. I swear that young dick head had safe sex on the brain. For him I wanted to make safe sex irrelevant. I told him I was allergic to latex, that it was time for him to discover how pleasurable bare backing could be. It was great having that young stud’s dick in me, knowing I was helping him forge habits that would last a lifetime. He was pretty much a straight arrow---but my buddy kept working the cum-covered-dong in him all the while he pumped me. Accustomed to the insensitivity of condoms, he shot his load quickly. Later he affirmed, “It’s a lot better bare.” Bingo! He was coming around to my way of thinking. We played some more, but he still wouldn’t take our poz loads directly---at least not that night. He knew we’d worked a lot of (poz) cum into his hole, but that seemed not to bother him. I guess he thought that was perfectly safe. Surprise! We plan on getting together again on the 4th. Maybe he'll reconsider and take our loads directly by then. If not, we’ll have to be a little more forceful. My buddy and I have a plan. We haven’t used rubbers for so long, not since we got pozzed. We just want the same for the kid, and to fill him with gobs of bug juice.