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Bored at work spent morning cruising Grindr rather than focussing on work. Ended up finding a hot older guy to come breen my hole in the toilets, then a hot two k that wanted to take my load so fucked him full of cum too!! working in a uni has some benefits

I didn't even think that I had an answer for this thread until I read your reply, @Jimmi. In 1997, I had a threeway with this guy (attached) and his partner. He went by Honchohunk online because he had posed for Honcho magazine. While I was blowing the bf, Honchohunk spat on my hole and pressed the head of his dick against it. Everything about that moment was life changing. I had dabbled in barebacking before that, but here was a man who made it clear from his actions that not only was he willing to fuck raw, he EXPECTED it. The younger people here and maybe even the longtime poz guys here might not have a full appreciation for how radical something like that was for someone who had been trained every day of his life to believe that sex without condoms was borderline impossible or was a death wish. He was too hung to fuck me with just spit (even the professional portfolio doesn’t do his cock justice — he was HUNG and I was extremely tight), but they had a can of Crisco on the nightstand. I can’t tell you how that moment changed my life. Before he even managed to slide into me, I thought about the risks, I thought about the shock other people would experience if they knew what I was doing. And all of that baggage just melted away. I can’t describe how clear it was in that moment that I wanted him to fuck me raw. I didn’t know his status and I was never going to ask or care. There was no answer he could give to that question that would make me want him less. (I still don't know and I'm still neg, so I'm never going to know if I was taking poz seed that night or not. That was 27 years ago and I only played with him twice before losing touch -- trust me, not for lack of trying.) It still took a few years for me to make raw fucking a hard and fast rule (and what a revelation that was how easily safe only guys could be persuaded to break their own rules), but this guy opened the door to literally every moment of real pleasure I had for the rest of my life. If anyone knows him, tell him that story! Oh, I backordered the magazine after he bred me because -- duh, I wanted that magazine as a souvenir.

Had a pleasant quiet Sunday at home. Chatted through the morning in Grindr with a guy who was travelling home from Tamworth country music festival... and by the time he got near my place we agreed he'd stop in and fuck me 😉 he's a mid-60s bearded farmer, well-built and muscled, with a fine cock. I sucked him for a bit and then he sucked on my cock, which got him really hard... he did it so well, some 'tops' go all out sucking my dick as if they don't understand that the worst thing would be if I cum before they even start fucking lol... this guy was more respectful, he enjoyed my dick in his mouth but wasn't trying to make me cum. Then I got on all fours and he slid in magnificently from behind... after a very nice, well-fitted fuck, he blew a load deep in my ass. Condoms never mentioned. We had a good chat after... he mentioned that he raised two sons as a single dad and now runs the farm by himself as they have moved to the city. Very nice guy. Now, about 6 hours later, I noticed his big load is starting to leak out into my shorts while I'm cooking dinner 😉

I have just been asked if I am thinking of writing anymore stories. Well, as it happens there is a new story in progress. I have decided though that I will publish it all in one go so it won't go out until I have finished writing it. It won't be a long one, just a small handful of chapters I think with just two characters, short and simple. For now I will leave the title as a wee teaser.... Ollie the Otter and the Fuck Flu Fuck

Chapter 3 I felt conflicted, but I also knew the gym made Maria horny. I struggled to get hard for her, only managing it when she offered me her ass. I could still feel Andy’s cum leaking from my hole. Fortunately Maria didn’t go there before I blew my load in her ass. I also knew I needed to take precautions. The next day I made an appointment at the health clinic for the day after. I didn’t explain over the phone the reason why. I arrived I quietly explained to the nurse I thought I may have had a poz partner. I was referred to an hiv expert apparently. ‘Hi , I’m Gino, I believe you think there may be a risk of hiv?’ ‘er yes’ I quietly said. ‘’Can I ask was this after sex with another man?’ I nodded and looked embarrassed. ‘Look Nathan, I see a lot of men like you. I can just give you Pep and / or PreP and tick a box. But if you want advice you need to open up. Just so you know, I am gay and I’m also hiv positive, so I know what you’re going through’ I took a deep breath’ okay, I’ve started having sex with men, though I’m with a girl. And we had unprotected sex and both guys were poz.’ I blurted. ‘. How do you know that? ‘Gino asked. ‘Because they told me’ ‘ok, before or after sex’ ‘before’ I replied. ’so you knew they were poz but still had sex. Did they promise to pull out but didn’t?’ ’no, they were going to pull out but I wanted them to cum in me. I don’t know why, I just wanted to know they had cum inside me’ ‘that is perfectly natural.why suddenly are you into gay sex.’ ‘It was an itch I thought I would scratch and that would be it, I would then stick to girls’ ’ok and has that worked.’ I shook my head. ‘No I just want more now, almost as if a light has gone on. I just want more cock.’ ‘ don’t we all’ Gino laughed. ‘Have you been to Kings sauna.’ ‘No what’s that?’ I asked ‘ it’s a gay sauna. It’s where a lot of married guys who pretend they’re not gay go, and where a lot of barebacking goes on. And a number of poz guys go too’ Gino said. ‘ok, here is what I will do. I will keep you as my patient. You’re out of time for pep to be effective for the first sex you had, you’re going to have to leave that for luck. You can take for the second time. And I will give you a prescription for Prep. But think whether you really want to take it. By the look of you’re cock, I can tell that poz talk turns you on. And you like the risk.’ I looked down and my cock was hard in my joggers. ’I’ll also put you down as bisexual …at the moment. When you know that has changed tell me’ . I didn’t say anything and red faced I took the prescription, trying to hide my erection. I picked up my prescription and took the dose, hiding the rest in my car. Gino’s words floated round my head. Was I turning gay? I didn’t think that was possible. Life turned back to work for the remainder of the week. However, on Friday I had made an excuse that I was going drinking with mates to Maria. But there was only one place I was going. The sauna. The itch was back I paid my entrance fee and sauntered in. I changed and wrapped my towel. ‘There’s lube and condoms in every cabin’ the attendant said. I wandered into the steam room, and sat down. I wasn’t sure of the etiquette so I kept a towel round me. I saw a guy in the gloom openly wanking. My cock stiffened and I removed my towel. The guy came over and without a word turned round and lowered his ass on my stiff cock. He only had time for a few riding motions before the steam room door opened and a couple of guys moved in. The guy on my lap disappeared like an apparition. One of the new guys came over and sat by me, the other on an opposite bench. ‘bareback, nice’ he said. He was slim and slipped off his towel. His cock was thin but very long. He reached over to my cock and started wanking me. I reciprocated and he turned and kissed me, snaking his tongue in my mouth. I felt myself being drawn in again. ‘we’re bare only’ he said. ‘Are you poz?’ I asked, remembering Gino’s words. ‘Yes we both are, Joe here is undetectable, though I have a viral load at the moment.’ It struck me that although I had taken the Pep, the Prep was still hidden in my car, untouched. ‘im neg, I’m not on anything’ I stammered, still stroking his cock. ‘No problem, we don’t bite’ he replied. I couldn’t help it, I lowered my head and started sucking his cock. ’good boy, suck that poz cock for me. Joe likes his sucked too’ I stood up , moved to Joe who opened his legs. I knelt in front of him and took his cock in my mouth too. I felt a hand lifting my torso, until I was on all fours. I carried on sucking. I was aware ove movement and suddenly felt what must have been skinny guys cock pushing into my already lubed hole . ‘Fuck ‘ I thought, he’s poz. I tried to move but Joe expertly held me in place. I couldn’t move other than to suck his cock. ‘ we’ll give you what you came here for ‘ Joe whispered in my ear. Skinny guys cock seemed to be prodding the whole of my insides as he picked up pace. Suddenly Joe erupted in my mouth. I was concentrating on swallowing all his cum when skinny guy grunted. And thrust deep. ‘Take my babies boy ! ‘ he whispered as he came in me. my head was in a swirl, as almost immediately they left me alone. I put my hand to my ass and felt the cum. I wandered to the showers. Had I really got what I came for. ? I was absentmindedly showering when a voice I knew said ‘Nathan, not really a surprise to see you here’ I spun round and saw Gino entering the showers. I glanced down at his shaven cock. The biohazard tattoo was in his pubic area.. ‘you can’t help it can you. It’s like a magnetic force drawing you in. I know the conflict your having.Tell me have you taken your Prep? ‘ I shook my head. ‘ Give yourself to your needs, don’t be ashamed, I can tell you’re a natural bottom. You just need to admit to yourself what you are. Turn round’ I did as I was told. ‘I’m going to fuck you Nathan. You can stop me at any time. You know I’m poz, and I will stop if you want’ I put my hands on the shower wall, and spread my legs. Gino’s hand went to my hole, and slipped a finger inside. ‘Mmm I’m not the first. I won’t be the last. I don’t know whether to cum in you ‘ he whispered ‘ please’ I whispered back’ please cum in me, I want it’ My cum brain had taken over. ‘What do u want.? Nathan’ ’i want you to fuck your poz cum deep in me , please’ I begged as he entered my sloppy hole . ‘Well since you asked so nicely I’ll give you what your body needs’ Gino whispered in my ear as he picked up pace. He pistoned in and out before announcing’ a heavy poz load cumming!’ And held me in place as his balls emptied. ‘Yes a natural, as I suspected. We need a proper talk. Come and see me at ten on Monday’ and with that he was gone. I looked around. Shadows here and there, but I could feel myself descending into a sordid pit. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to fight it or not…….

What do you do when you recognize the red flags, but something in you chooses to ignore them? I guess that is what sets each of us on our own individual path. I don’t have to say, “Looking back I see the red flags” no, I clearly saw the red flags at the time, but choose to keep going despite the severe warning and that is how I got to where I am today. I guess I should start this story in college. I absolutely loved college, I was smart, so good grades came easy, I had lots of good friends, and we partied way too much, I was an attractive guy, so I found it easy to get girls and I took full advantage. I would say that I slept with several of the most attractive girls on campus. I was always careful, well most of the time I was very careful, because despite all the partying and sleeping around, I knew exactly what I wanted out of life and I didn’t want an unexpected pregnancy or std to interfere with that. Since high school I knew I was going to be a lawyer with a trophy wife, making bank and living the good life. I had no doubts that was my life’s direction, and it didn’t matter how much fun college was, that was my top priority, so I wasn’t going to do anything to risk that. I made good grades, I read books, I exercised daily, ate well, used condoms, and stayed healthy. Now, as careful as I was, there was one thing I wanted to try that did risk everything. I really wanted a blow job from a guy, but there was no way I would risk getting caught, so there was no way I would ever act on it. I guess you could say I was a little bi-curious. It wasn’t a dominating thought or anything, I have no doubt that I was way more attracted to girls, and loved having sex with girls, but I did want to see what this experience would be like. Occasionally, if I had a boring weekend I would get on my fake email and get on craigslist and chat with other guys who were looking for a “secret hookup buddy”, but I was always worried it could be someone that I might recognize or run into while I was out with friends, so it never went further than that. Well almost never. My senior year, I had one of those boring weekends where I got on Craigslist and posted “college hunk looking to chat”. As you all know, you get a ton of spam, but there were a few serious ones, but most wanted to chat for 10 minutes and then meet, which I wasn’t ready for. But there was one guy, Dan, who was totally happy with chatting and nothing more. Obviously, he was bored and didn’t have many friends, so he was happy for someone to talk with. I explained to him a little about myself, even though I changed up some key aspects to try and throw him off my trail if he did try to investigate. He told me he was in his late 40’s (no chance of us running in the same crowds), worked at a gas station at night, as he told me it’s the gas station right by The DipStick, the only gay bar in town. I laughed and told him that has to be convenient and he said that it was and that occasionally some drunk guys leaving the place would stop in for beer or cigarettes and he might get to blow them or something in the bathroom. We chatted for a few hours and when I was about to leave the chat he said “I know you’re not ready, but if you ever want a really good blow job I live over at the Lake View apartments on MLK blvd. You could stop by real quick and get off and if you wanted you could touch my cock if you’ve never got that opportunity before”. I told him that I appreciated the offer, but wasn’t ready. I logged off and went to search his apartment, which was directly behind the gas station he worked at, and it was really run down and looked sketchy and dangerous, like you’re going to get mugged or shot. Over the next few months leading up to winter break we chatted quite a bit and I grew to really enjoy talking with me. Of course the conversations grew more sexual, with him talking about how much he wanted to see me naked and suck my cock, and I was definitely turned on by the thought of it and I would reply somewhat vague, like “Oh yeah”, I was still super nervous, like all of a sudden he would respond “this was all a joke, this is your friend and we are punking you, you fag!”. I know how stupid that sounds, but my mind was crazy. The more and more we talked the more comfortable I became with him, I ended up sending him a body/dick pic, which he almost melted over. Not trying to brag, this statement is more about the lack of attention this guy would get rather than how hot I was, but I was pretty damn hot. He responded with a pic of him jerking off, and he had a really big dick, long and slim, just like the full body and face pic he sent next. He was an older guy, looked like he had a rough life. Tall and skinny. Behind him I could see his bed mattress on the floor with a box tv on a milk crate in a room that was absolutely trashed with clothes and trash on the floor, definitely a guy who doesn't have much company. Despite all that mess and sketchy apartment, I was turned on, mainly because it felt safe. There was no way I was going to run into this guy anywhere I went. We were definitely not running in the same circles, but he was lonely and bored and had plenty of time to try and investigate who I was and find my real identity, so I still kept my guard up. Finals week right before winter break, I was one of the few people on campus that got stuck with a Friday Final, so by Thursday almost everyone was gone. The campus was a ghost town, but that is ok, because I needed to study for my final. Thursday night I was studying, until I got too bored and decided to jump online and see if Dan was online and wanted to chat. I got online and sent him a message “Enjoying the snow?”, within 2 minutes he was online and replied · Dan: Bundled up in bed naked staying warm, you? · Me: Trying to study, but bored and now thinking about being naked in bed · Dan: Naked In bed is a lot more fun when someone is with you · Me: I bet your right, its too bad you don’t have someone there with you to help keep you warm · Dan: I know, I wish someone would cum over, I would definitely show them how much I appreciated the cumpany · Me: You mean you can’t find anyone on craigslist to cum over on a night like this? I would think it would be easy to get a one-night-stand · Dan: Yeah, if I looked like you! · Me: Well, I think you look like a great one night stand · Dan: Be careful what you say · Me: Why is that? · Dan: if you ever do come over for a bj I might try more · Me: more? · Dan: Make you fall in love with me · Me: Lol, how so? · Dan: I will get you on my bed and you will be asking for a bj and I will start blowing you and then I will stop and pull your pants all the way off and start kissing you up your stomach to your mouth and you would be surprised as I kiss you, but even more surprised to feel my giant cock pressing up against you as I tell you how much I want you, you reply “I only want to be with you” as I slide my giant cock inside you and make love to you until we cum together · Me: fuck man, that got me hard! · Dan: cum over, please! · Me: I’m driving around now going to get something · Dan: cum over here now! Take a left off MLK to 13th, the second building facing the road, second floor, apartment 2B, door is open and its cold outside please come shut my door · Me: · Dan: you there · Me: I’m parked outside · Dan: cum up baby, I want you · Me: · Dan: please baby! · Me: · Dan: I see you sitting in your truck, want me to come down · Me: · Dan: I’m coming down I see him walk out his apartment door, down the stairs and I’m panicking. My heart is beating out of my chest, not sure what to do, but I can’t move. He knocks on the passenger window and opens the door and sits in the truck. He tries to talk me into to coming up stairs, but I can’t move. I am so scared that I just sit there giving him one-word answers. We sit like this for 5 or so minutes until he reaches over and starts rubbing my leg. I am so nervous my body is shaking as his hand goes to my cock that is rock hard. As he feels my cock, he smiles at me and starts to pull it out from my sweatpants. He starts rubbing my cock saying how much my cock wants him, and how much I want to be with him, as he is leaning over to my cock he says “don’t worry, I want us to be together too” and he takes my cock in his mouth. It felt so fucking good, I had never felt anything like it before. Everything around us was quite, no-one around, dark and super cold with snow falling as this old man is sucking me off in my truck and I’ve never been more turned on. It didn’t take long for me to cum and he swallowed it all up. He sat up licking his lips to see my face completely in shock at what just happened, he then leaned over and kissed me. The high was wearing off and I began to come back to reality and what had just happened and what had almost happened if I had went in the apartment. He noticed the change in my demeanor and made a quick exit, but before he left he said “see how easy it is, you’re not going to jail, you didn’t get caught by anyone, you don’t have to stay for dinner after. Any time you want to, you know where I live” and he left and I drove home. For weeks after, I will still in shock, promising to myself that it would never happen again, but that only lasted for a little while before I got curious. I really wanted to see what messages he had sent me since our encounter, so I logged on to see, and there were several messages about how good that was and would have been better if I had come inside the apartment and how much he missed me and thought we could start something amazing. Despite all this, how good it was, how often we chatted, my final semester at college, we only chatted. I never went back over there. After graduation, I was going to law school about 1.5 hours away, so after the semester had ended my dad and younger brothers came to help me pack and move me to my new apartment in a new city. They packed up all my clothes except the clothes on my back and were about to leave when I decided I wanted to stay one more night and head home in the morning. My dad responded, "but you don’t have a bed or anything here", it's ok, I will sleep on the floor or over at a friends. Its my last night here, probably ever, I want to go out with friends and have a few drinks, they agreed and left, but I had no intentions of going out, well not with friends. I went to the gym and got something to eat and some beer and came home and showered and got clean and shaved up and around 10pm, decided to jump on chat and see what Dan was up to: · Me: well this is it. I am heading out. I can say I am honestly going to miss you and our talks · Dan: Come say goodbye · Me: lol, I cant, I am with my family · Dan: Damn, I wish you had come over last night so I could say good bye to you · Me: me too! · Dan: I am going to miss you two! · Me: us two? · Dan: you and your little friend, to bad he never got to meet my friend, they would have liked each other · Dan: sends a picture of him holding his cock · Me: wow! I swear your cock is a foot long · Dan: lol, no. I wish it was wider · Me: is that better · Dan: most people want it thicker rather than longer · Me: Oh, it looks good to me · Dan: I really liked yours and really wanted to see it again · Me: would you suck it as good as you did last time? · Dan: better! · Me: How so? · Dan: we would be naked in bed together and I would make you never want to leave me · Me: Don’t go falling in love, I am leaving tomorrow · Dan: tomorrow? · Me: maybe · Dan: don’t go falling in love · Me: lol touché · Dan: Cum over and let’s make love · Me: Make love? getting serious here Dan? · Dan: Maybe, by the end you won’t want to leave, I may get you pregnant so you have to stay · Me: that might be hard, not sure I can get pregnant · Dan: lol, that means we are going to make love bareback and I’m going to cum deep inside you, so we are together forever · Me: Oh lol! But I always use a condom, no offense. · Dan: you won’t want to tonight, it feels SOOO good to have someone cum deep inside you · Me: really? · Dan: yes! You will love it. · Me: I don't know if you're clean or have something. Are you clean? · Dan: I think so, I am trusting that you’re clean. · Me: lol, you didn’t even ask me if i was! · Dan: I guess I honestly don’t care, I just want us to be together, even if you do have something. How about this, I will put it in you and if you don’t like the way it feels I will pull out and put on a condom? · Me: I can’t believe I am saying this, but I think okay · Dan: you think? · Me: I’m having a few drinks trying to build up the courage to come over. · Dan: Come over baby, please. We can make slow sweet love, and if you decide to move, we will have this one night and we will both know that my cum will always be inside you · Me: Ok! · Dan: YES! I fucking love you · Me: hold on, someone is knocking on my door I got to the door and 3 of my friends where there and just came inside saying let’s go out and get wasted. I didn’t return to my messages that night and completely left him hanging. The next day I left and moved off, started law school, met a girl, and started a new life, completely leaving dan behind. As I started my new life and had a clear vision of my future, I was thankful that that night ended up the way it did, but I did feel terrible about just leaving him without even saying goodbye. It was almost 2 years after that night that I was home alone and bored and decided to log in and see what he had said after me ditching him. I was very nervous because I knew he would be furious, but to my surprise his messages weren’t hateful or angry at all. For the next few months following that night, he apologized for trying to rush me, he asked if I was ok, he expressed concern that maybe something had happened to me and he would never know, he messaged me about missing me, but nothing hateful. I sent him a message trying to explain what had happened that night and what had happened since then, and how I hoped he could forgive me for just disappearing. Within a few minutes he was online and was very nice. He was glad to see that I was ok and wasn't dead, and said that he understood. We chatted for a little while about life, nothing sexual, just catching up. Over the next TEN YEARS we continued to chat, not on a regular basis, but once or twice every 6 months and some instances going over a year without talking. Most of our talking was about life, just how things are going. I told him about me getting married and working for my wife’s dad’s law firm and basically living the life I had always dreamed. I wasn’t trying to brag, but when you’re talking about your life, this stuff was bound to come up. He was still living in the same apartment and was working at the same gas station; he said he was really depressed for a year or so after I disappeared. He almost seemed angry or resentful that my life was going so well and his wasn't. This wasn't the life he had dreamed of, nobody wants to be almost 60 years old working at a gas station and living pay check to pay check. I felt like he believed that if I had just come over that night, then me and him would be together and we would be living together and he would be the one driving the mercedes instead of my wife. Although I did enjoy talking with him, he did not seem like the same guy I knew, he lived a more carefree lifestyle. As if tomorrow didn't matter, living life without fear of consequences, and was almost happy to tell me about it, perhaps trying to make me jealous of his sexual escapades. Over the next 10 years, he would send me messages about guys leaving DipStick that he would hook up with in the bathroom or occasionally go back to his apartment. Inevitably, one day I got a message that he got herpes, then a couple years later he said he tested positive for Hepatitis C, this one really seemed to hit him hard, he was depressed and angry with himself. After this he seemed to be almost on a downward spiral, not caring about his actions so it wasn’t much of a surprise when I got a message one day that he tested HIV positive. This one really got him angry and depressed; I believe he hated seeing how my life turned out and how his was spiraling downwards. I believe he was honestly believing that me and him would end up together and maybe I would take him away from his life working at a gas station trying to suck off drunk strangers in the bathroom because that was the only action he could get. He never came out said that, but he would get upset if I spoke about my wife or anything positive with our life, but did seem to enjoy the problems I had working for my father-in-law and my wife always took his side. After his new found status, he went on a while sleeping with people without a condom and said he enjoyed giving them what he called his “Happy Meal” because it was a combo of Herpes, Hepatitis and HIV. He rationalized it as though the person didn’t want to wear a condom or ask him if he was poz, so he had no problem sharing it with them. In his mind, if his life was falling apart, he wanted everyone else to experience the same feeling. We would continue to chat every 6 months or so, and eventually he began to embrace his new life and didn’t look at it as if it was a curse. He said he couldn’t afford medication, so he would just live his best life and enjoy his life. He honestly seemed a lot happier, like the Dan I remembered from college, if not happier. One day I sent him a picture message of an office building. He replied what is that? I told him that it was my new office. I left my father in law’s firm after being passed up for a partnership. He never really liked me, so I quit and started out on my own. This ultimately led to some serious issues between me and my wife and caused some friction because I was making way less money and she was daddy’s little girl so I was always the bad guy. But what really caught me off guard was Dan’s response, he replied to my message of the picture with the address. I asked him how he got it and he told me that he did an image search and found it on the realtors site with the address. Thankfully I don’t think Dan had a car, so he did have immediate access to me. My biggest fear, being found out was closer than ever, and I had more to lose than ever before. Dan started to tease me about how he was going to show up one day at my office so we could pick up where we left off 10 years ago. Thankfully, nothing ever came from it, because again, I don’t think Dan had a car or transportation. One night I was home alone because my wife had gone to a fund raiser for dog charity she works with and we were still not doing very well, so she went alone. So, I got online to talk to dan. · Me: What’s up · Dan: Cuming to knock on your door · Me: (panicking) WHAT? · Dan: I know where you work now · Me: (relieved he didn’t know my home address) and what are you going to do when you get there? · Dan: Take you back to your office and give you what you’ve been dreaming of for 10 years · Me: and what is that? · Dan: Me, all of me! · Me: All of you? · Dan: yes, all of it! Nothing between us, you and me joined · Me: well too bad im not at the office · Dan: yeah! Move back here! · Me: Lol, · Dan: You wouldn’t ever want me to leave after · Me: after? · Dan: after I knock you up! You’ll fall in love After this conversation I realized, he wanted to be with me. He doesn’t just want a one-night-stand, he wants to be together and I may be treading on dangerous waters. But still, a couple of months later I find myself logged in again to talk with Dan. Why am I ignoring these red flags! But the next red flag was unmistakable, this message that he sent a couple of days after our last conversation: Dan: I know you want me, why are you lying to yourself. You know you want to be with me. We have been talking for over 10 years, and still want each other. I just wish you would give in to what YOU want. You know you’re not happy, only I can make you happy, just like only you can make me happy. We are meant to be together and if you would just meet me you would see that. Just one night together and you would see we are meant for each other. I would treat you so much better than your wife does. Does she think about you all the time, does she get your dick as hard as I do. Just come here for one day, one hour and you will see it. I know you’re nervous, but I would be so gentle. I would start by kissing you and telling you how much I love you and then I would lead you back to the bed and I would lay on top you kissing you so softly as we started taking each other’s clothes off. I would work my way down kissing your chest and stomach and then your beautiful cock. You would moan as I sucked it like I did last time, but I wouldn’t let you cum yet. I would work my way back up between your legs as you look up at me, looking in my eyes as you pull my giant rock-hard cock out of my underwear. You have been wanting this so long and here it is, right in front of you, its yours forever! I bend down and start kissing your ear as you feel my bare cock pushing up against you. I ask you if you want me, as you reply “Yes”, but I want more, I want to hear how bad you want me baby, you reply “So bad, I only want you”. I tell you to grab my bare cock and aim it towards your lubed hole. Do you want my bare cock baby, you reply “Yes I do”. Tell me how bad you want it “I want you to fuck me raw, impregnate me, give me what you have so we can be together forever. I want to be with you only you, make me yours now, plant your seed in me now baby, I love you!” as I put my cock inside your raw, you’re so happy to finally have it, I make a few small strokes and finally get all 10” inside you. I stop and whisper in your ear “ there is no going back from here, we will be together forever now” and you get so turned on you look at me and say “I want us to be one, I want your seed flowing through my veins, this is the only way we can truly be together and be one, breed me baby, make me yours, you own me”. As I cum inside you, so deep inside you. There is no going back now. I know you want this baby, please cum to me. Only I can make you this happy, deep down you know this. As I read that message, I was shocked. I am really in a dangerous position. He wants to own me, this is the type of stuff you see before someone goes missing. I am generally concerned for my life at this point. The tone of the message was not about sex or love, it was about ownership, it was desperation, it was psychotic, if I can't have you nobody can type stuff. I knew that I was in danger, he knew where my office was but thankfully had no transportation, if I were to meet him he would do everything in his power to try and trap me by giving me his “Happy meal” so I couldn’t go back to my wife. I would have to divorce her and then, in his mind be with him. And that’s if things don’t go worse and he tries to kill me. I realized that everything I had ever worked for, my career, my life was all at risk of being ripped away from me right now, but what I truly couldn’t understand is why my dick was SOOO hard reading that message. I guess the thought of being so desperately desired by someone, the danger situation, the sexual tension we had in college, the danger of unprotected sex with someone who I know has HIV, Herpes and Hepatitis, when I have spent my entire life trying to be careful. It was all awakening some carnal desire deep within me that I guess had never had a chance to show itself. It wanted him to fuck me raw, it wanted him to take control, to force his disease on me, it wanted him to be dangerous, to be psychotic, it wanted to dance with the devil. I was torn, something so clearly deadly but at the same time being so turned on. My mind was screaming, RUN! Delete your account all your email history, cancel your lease, get as far away from every possibility that he has of finding you, but this small part of me that was getting louder and louder was screaming “you know you want it, you know you want him to own you, to command you, to make you belong to him, there is nowhere else you can run, you will be his property, let him breed you, let his disease take over” My hands stood still on the keyboard as the battle in my mind raged on. What do I do?

I come from a small family. So I never had the chance. But I have hooked up with 2 brothers, guys who were cousins, a set of twins, a uncle with his nephew, and a 42-yo woman and her 22-yo son (they were fucking about 5 years when I met them).

Jackson—March, 2023 Sometime in the middle of March, Kyle, the hairy transman I had been having fun with, decided he wanted to set up a gangbang at his home. He had some regular tops who were excited by the idea and he asked if I would join them. I said ‘yes.’ As these things often go, the tops began having other commitments as the date grew closer. Finally, Kyle decided we’d just meet at the bookstore where I had first fucked him. It held potential for other men (as his group had reduced to just two regulars, who were both fine playing with him there.) The time was set for 4:30pm. I got there, a little early. I thought I’d get some warm-up head and be ready to go when he arrived… There is an undercurrent of sexual tension the moment I walk into the lounge. I walk around the dimly lit areas. There is a blow job happening in the gay porn area. A guy is on the slurp ramp, getting head by some unseen man in one of the glory hole booths. The curtains are drawn on two of the little cabanas and I can hear sex happening behind the fabric. Other men are milling around, unable to settle down. I sit and open my fly, watching the varied screens on the main wall. Men check me out, but no one kneels to suck. I stroke, idly watching a scene where a handsome guy is filled at both ends. As I stroke, I hear the curtains open on one of the cabanas behind me. I turn. There is a bare ass on offer. I get up and move closer. It’s Kyle. And he is bent over, sucking the cock of a man around my age who is sitting on the bench. I go in, leaving the curtain open. I go to my knees and rub my hands across the ample furry ass cheeks. My tongue visits his ass pucker for a moment and then dips lower to lick his front hole. Kyle groans. He must know it’s me. He moans again around the cock in his mouth. The guy thoughtfully reaches down and spreads Kyle’s butt cheeks so I can rim and suck with ease. I go back and forth between the two holes, making Kyle squirm. Now I stay, my mouth plastered to his front hole and am rewarded with the taste of cum. Instantly, my cock is raging. I stand up and stick my engorged dick into him. “Fuck…” I sigh. “Can you feel that cum, Daddy” Kyle whispers, before going back down on the man. I make some sort of affirmative grunt. The guy he is sucking never takes his eyes off my cock pumping into Kyle. I am having to do an odd knee bend to line everything up properly. I finally have to pull out and stand up fully. “That a big dick for your pussy,” the guy getting head, whispers. Kyle agrees, pulling off him. “You want to fuck?” I ask the guy. “Naw, been there.” “I was licking him clean after he filled me up,” Kyle volunteers. “Nice,” I grunt and go back to my knees to taste him again. The guy slides away from Kyle and stands up. “Watching you, I could drop another load.” He begins to swiftly jerk his bigger than average dick. “Cum on my cock,” I tell him. “I’ll fuck your second load into him.” “Fuck…” he groans. I stand up. Kyle is panting. The guy is close. I hold my dick over Kyle’s upturned ass. With just a few more strokes, the guy shoots a sizeable load on my dick. He grunts and watches me do a knee bend and slide my cummy cock into Kyle. Kyle groans—and I sigh. “Fuck, you are so wet,” I tell him. I fuck happily into him, making a wet squishy sound with each stroke. The guy is getting dressed. He pats Kyle’s ass affectionately. “Gotta get home to the wife.” “Thanks,” pants Kyle. “Fuck him good,” says the guy to me, swatting my moving ass as he leaves. I fuck—reveling in the wet sounds and feel of the fuck. But soon, once again, my knees are screaming at me. I pull out and straighten up. “We should go to the exam table so I don’t have to bend so.” Kyle is more than willing. He finds his clothes on the bench and picks them up. He walks nude from the cabana to the table—and I follow, not bothering to cover my engorged dick. “I couldn’t wait until 4:30,” Kyle explains as I put his legs on the stirrups. “I got here early—and I got three loads before the one you just added.” This makes me go to my knees. I love this medical exam table—it is the perfect height it positions him in a way I can really lick his front hole properly. “Lick up that cum,” Kyle murmurs. “Can you taste it?” I grunt and when I have a dollop of the fresh load in my mouth, I stand up and drool it into Kyle’s open mouth. My cock slides into him as I do it. I fuck his silky hole for a long time. “You going to load me, Daddy?” I grunt out “Not yet.” “You know, you have never shot in me…” I just nod and grin and keep plowing into him. Suddenly, I stop and go to my knees to taste him again. Damn, he is so creamy from these guys. I move up and lick his T-cock. Then I use my hand on it, as my mouth licks into him. Kyle can’t stand it. “I’m gonna squirt, Daddy….” And he does—right into my mouth. I swallow some and spit some into his front hole. I stand up and fuck all the liquid into him. Kyle is wildly rubbing himself now as I fuck. I can see it on his face he’s likely to blow again. “You want it?” he pants. I do. “Here…ah, fuck!” I kneel just in time for a second squirt explosion. His pubic hair is as drenched as my beard. I swallow some—and suddenly know I am on the edge. “Take my cum,” I grunt as I stand and slide into him. “Yes!” I fuck a few strokes and explode. I grab his legs as my body is rocked with the powerful orgasm. Spurt after spurt. I stand frozen for a long moment. Then I go to my knees and begin to lick up the mix of all the juices running out of him… The original post is here: From My Side of the Sling: Kyle Gets His Gangbang (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) April 30, 2023

I think there were 2 significant events. The first was the first time I went to a public toilets because I was needing a piss but ended up going home with a guy I met in there & he took my virginity. After that, I was a regular at various toilets looking for anonymous cocks & getting fucked both in the cubicles or going home with guys. Second was about 6-12 months after hooking up with a guy online (who I had also played with in public toilets before that), & seeing his profile on a hookup site now said he was poz. Came as a shock, but when I went for a test the results came back as neg, I realised that by playing raw it was likely to happen at some point. Yet I still continued to play raw, as I accepted that I enjoyed playing raw & the risk attached.

This is sad. I am 71, I came of age sexually in the late '60s, the height of the "sexual revolution." Almost everyone was getting laid. Even me, once in awhile. It was a great time to be alive, great music, guys and girls still liked each other, chopped Harley Davidsons, muscle cars, cowboys loggers bikers and hippies all partied together. The cops were pricks but they weren't just randomly shooting citizens. It is so different now. I hope things change.

Yes, that was definitely a classic signal back in the day - though that signal could also mean to meet in the Men's Room if the Rest Area/Truck Stop had one. For me most of the time if I met a trucker at a rest stop we went to the woods behind it, or if it was real quiet we stayed in the Men's Room, and sporadically would play at a nearby motel. It took decades before I finally played with a trucker in his truck, a very hot experience I relate in my blog here on this site, in this posting: another-real-experience-x-2-part-two-the-porn-star-and-the-trucker-part-two-the-trucker. (viewer discretion advised as the post contains activities confined to "The Backroom" category...)

Sometimes a top just wants to sit back and watch you make that dick disappear.

Morning, night? That depends on the quality of the Tina!

I'm up at 5am usually everyday and fall asleep around 10pm. Maybe Sat nights stay up a bit later. Plus I am mad horny in the morning as opposed to night time.

Chapter 4: the cage Father's perspective Bugdom, 2050. "I'm fed up", my son complained; "...of all these restrictions. You can invite friends home and I can't, your body is hairy and you want to shave me!" His protests didn't make the difference and I took the electric razor in hand; "you know what happens to whining boys, right? Be good", I grinned at him and started caressing his innocent body. My sweet Elias could really be a warranty for new gifting generation. He wasn't mature enough to upgrade though, I was conscious of all damages an unplanned pozzing could cause to my HIV strain. "Your hands on me feel good", he said while my gaze fell on his hardening member. "Someone's eager to become a man", I smiled and continued massaging his entire body. "Before shaving, it's time to take care of this." "Every morning I wake up finding it hard", Elias said, "and even during the night! Please explain me what it means..." "Life generator, freedom giver!" I grinned again and pulled my pants down setting my own hard dick free. "I'm like you", Eli exclaimed, "I don't understand why you force me to hide it! I would like to know how it works." How I regretted the past! Elias was not born yet when talking about sex, even poz sex, was still legal. "Who cares", I said in the end; "Lay down and let's fix all this mess!" "But what do I have to..." I did not give him time to talk more and guided him down with his back on the cold tiles of the bathroom floor. A few more seconds of doubts, then my mouth was sucking his 18-years-old hardness. "Feels good", he moaned; fuck, I wanted to turn around and shove my own experienced member down his throat but my father role forced me to compose myself to focus on my duty only. "Don't stop", he begged me while my tongue and lips explored his neg boy meat which already started leaking; I insisted to lick, kiss and suck till Elias could not hold himself. "STOP, GAME OVER", I commanded him taking my lips off him in time. He shot a huge load, spraying cum everywhere and I forced him down to lick it all clean. His organ went soft quite soon; licking the floor was clearly disgusting for him so I took the chance to open a drawer, extracting a chastity cage with its key. "I have been a good boy", he protested examining the metal object I was locking his dick into. "Is this the cage you talk about?" I simply shook my head with a reassuring smile: "no, baby, this is to avoid undesired life fluids. They'll stay safe and hidden with this on!" Now my son was ready and I finally started shaving his body, with him facing the mirror. I wanted Elias to be aware of his transformation in real time. "Being a man implies heavy responsibilities and you're not ready", I explained caressing his now smooth skin; "and the metal you feel down there is a shield against enemies, understood?" "But for radiations I already take the pills, what's this..." "Meds are for internal protection, the shield is for external! Now come, honey, get dressed and we must go to the President's ceremony." "Dressed?" he questioned me, his eyes open wide. "No! If he turns 100, I turn 18, it's a good chance to go out all naked! No longer restrictions, dad, I'm an adult..." A mix of anxiety, fear, worry, every bad sensation suddenly caught me and I lost control; I grabbed his wrist firmly pulling him through the bathroom door, until I reached the living room; Sharon was no longer there so I took advantage of the situation for a man-to-man talk. "Useless electron", I shouted; "I didn't want to make this choice but you forced me. For what you said, you deserve punishment!" "I was joking", he tried to find an excuse. "I am just enjoying being naked around the house like you do, and I'd stay this way anywhere." "You have no idea how much I'd love you to experience freedom like I did when I was your age but times have changed and I must protect you..." He looked at me with his sweet pleadidng eyes. Damned Elias, he always managed to corrupt me that way! "This gaze", I whispered at him; "means you got something important to ask me. Come on, spit it out! I bet you'd like to avoid the ceremony, don't you?" It was not the first time he made me skip that kind of events; fate brought my Eli to this world the same day of President's birthday, and my position as a cop gave me chances to invent new excuses to cover my ass. But after more than 20 years of fake reasons, what else could I find? I really had nothing to think about, without making authority suspicious. "We won't skip the party this year", he surprised me. "I need to confront this old fart head-on, and tell him what I think of nonsense he says and does. I want to look him straight into his eyes!" Breathless, that's the word best describing my feeling; my son had acquired my own same determination! Part of me wanting him to rise against the State, but rationally I was conscious about all risks he was running. "Eli, my love, keep calm", I hugged him from behind holding his body close to mine. "As I said, one step at a time. Life is long..." "I'll come to ceremony properly dressed", he looked at me with a new light into his eyes. "But first explain me this story of electrons and protons. Or, or..." "Or what!" I grabbed his wrists againd and squeezed firmly; until he lived into my house and negative blood was flowing through his veins, I had full power on him. "Or I take advantage of President's question and answers time! Just make me learn a few words..." How could I explain our different status in a few words, how could I make him aware of my HIV's role in this world when he couldn't afford it yet? "It's difficult to shorten, honey! And time is almost up", I just said. "I'll tell you tomorrow, during breakfast. At the table with mom, she's better than me in talking..." He cleared his throat, shaking his head: "you and mom, I heard you talking about this for years..." My face turned red and I hardly contained myself. "Proton and electron. Have these words something to do with gifter? Why mom calls you like that and I can't?" I always considered my boy as smart but I couldn't expect him to connect dots so quickly. "It's a nickname we got from young age", I lied. "Something to do with the ring I gave her when we first dated. Nothing special, it was a silver ring I could afford at those times." "And milk", he insisted. "She told you she had to pause me up with her milk and you didn't let her..." No way, my liar days had definitely gone since long, without me even noticing; Eli had really become an adult but the risk was really too high to accept. "Toxic milk, scorpions on her breasts, dad please... I no longer believe in fairy tales!" The situation turned definitely out of control, hard to admit that my son was not easy to manipulate; so I let him talk. "Pause makes no sense. I have read somewhere about scorpions related to a power, called poz! Not PAUSE! Gimme a fucking explanation NOW! Or..." "Or the fuck NOTHING!" He was evidently no longer joking, I couldn't allow him to dare asking the president such questions or give him the responses he wanted as well. We remained silent for some seconds while the clock over our heads signed 11:30 in the morning then, without looking at him, I took a set of keys from the living room's drawer. "I have two news, Elias", I told him moving the keys from a hand to another, his face turning suddenly sad. "One bad, one good. The good is you skip the ceremony because we would be half an hour late, and the bad..." I soundly shook the keys in front of him and grabbed his arm with my free hand. "It's cage time, Eli. Seriously. For your own safety. Matter of life or death for all of us."

At some poinT in the future when personal times are different I'd like to host a breeding orgy. A guest list would see Tops, Vers, Bottoms, Daddies, Twinks, P☣️z, Neg, on PrEP/meds, detectable, chasers, those who wish to be nude or wear Gear (Rubber, Neoprene, Leather), and more in between. Condoms and Gloves will not be permitted, naturally.

There is so much great advice already, and @topblkmale is right, you need to spread your legs and hit those poppers and let a top fuck you often. But if a real loose, puffy lipped hole is your goal, I'll share some advice a fellow bottom playmate once shared with me, and this is the plan I have in action currently. And he had the most beautiful, puffed out cunt lips I've ever seen, and he could regularly take a hard fucking from any top we encountered with no problem. So the proof is in the pudding, as they say. Treat it like a workout. If say Monday is chest day, and Tuesday is leg day, etc., then Monday is stretch day, Tuesday is depth day, rest Wednesday, Thursday is grip day, rest Friday, Saturday is piston day, Sunday is control day. You should have something in your hole every day of the week, even if for just 10 minutes. So on rest days that means you're either taking dick, or using a small butt plug. Here's how I do it: 1. Stretch Day. The goal is to teach your hole to open wider and wider. With all of these routines, start with something small and comfortable. The goal isn't pain, it's pleasure. So here I use the Topped Toys Gape Keepers. You could also use your standard issue butt plug trainer set, or the Square Peg Egg series. Whatever your budget allows. And don't go crazy, buy one and use it for a few months before buying your second. It's a marathon not a sprint. So, for me, I get my 3 Gape Keepers lined up: the 100, 108, and 116. I get nice and relaxed and then slide down the 100. My goal is to just sit on it for 30-45 minutes. Mind you I started at 10 minutes. Set goals, work towards them slowly. Maybe a light bounce or grind, but your goal is to sit and get your hole used to the sensation of being open. Then I take it out and rest for about 5 minutes, on the the 108 for at least 15 minutes, and then on. I still struggle with the 116. Some days I can sit on it for about 5 minutes, some days I can't get it in at all. There was a time I couldn't leave the 100 in for more than 5 minutes. You'll get there. 2. Depth Day. The goal is teaching your deeper parts to get touched. And again, no thrusting or bouncing, put the whole thing up your chute and sit. Grind a little if you'd like, have fun. But you want your deep parts to get used to having something deep. That way when you get fucked,the top can slide in with little to no resistance because you're used to having something that deep. Get a collection of 3 dildos of varying lengths and sizes, and follow the same goal to sit on the deepest one for 20-45 minutes. 3. Grip Day. This is where you bust your ring so your top can slide right in. So named by Topped Toys Grip series. Likewise you could use their Mare Maker series. Get what you like. Same concept as Stretch Day, start with the smallest and work your way up. But instead of sitting on it, your going to do reps. EagerBttm on Just for Fans has some great workout vids I like to follow along. First do 10 reps just popping the widest part out and back in, then 20, then 40. Take a 2-5 minute rest. Then do 10 reps sit all the way down, pop it out as you stand all the way back up. The goal is to teach your hole to open, and then to pop. Then 20 reps, then start working your way up the next 2 sizes, same routine. 4. Piston Day. Get your favorite dildo, one you can take comfortably. Slide it in and out 10 times. Rest 30 seconds. Slide it all the way to the balls and all the way out 20 times. Rest 30 seconds. Slide it all the way in, and then all the way out. But this set when you take it out, concentrate on pushing your hole out/keep it open for 5 seconds between each rep. Do this 25 times. If at any point you can't keep your hole open, you start back at 1 until you are gaped between each rep for 25. 5. Control Day. Get a favorite, smallish comfortable plug. Maybe one of the small ones from your workout if you can hold it comfortably. If not get a smaller traditional one. Slide it in and walk around, do your chores, whatever around the house. Start with 10 minutes, work up to an hour. Keep to this workout routine, and you will have a loose, easy hole for anyone to enjoy. Even take fists like a pro. Sorry for the long post, but it's definitely worth the investment in resources, time, and energy. Also, sign up for emails. The 3 sites I use most to get my toys (FortTroff, Mr. S, Topped Toys) all offer sales throughout the year. Figure out which toys you want to start, and then when the sales are announced, get what you want. For instance Topped does a "seconds" sale in early July on toys that have minor blemishes that work just fine, they just don't want to sell at full price. But these supplies are limited. So if you know what you want, you can grab it as soon as the sale goes live. Anyway, hope that helps!

If I’m at a group fuck the hottest ass for me is one that has been freshly seeded. I love to stand ready, stroking my hardon while the man in front of me fucks his load up the bottom’s asshole. As soon as he pulls out I shove my cock balls deep in the freshly loaded ass. I love to feel the previous top's hot sperm on my cock while I’m fucking. Bonus points if the bottom is stocky, hairy with a beefy ass.

Chapter 2 we had gone to bed, and I had dozed off. I woke to the early morning light coming through a gap in the curtains. It was the first time I had actually slept with a guy. I looked over at Mike and he was still sleeping. I got up and decided to shower, as I had to sort my head . There were a million things swirling round, not least the fact that I had willingly taken a poz load in me. If what Mike had said was true I could be at risk. The hot water woke my mind a little. This was a one off, I had scratched the itch, and the chances were with just one load in me I was probably ok. I became aware of a movement and Mike joined me in the shower. He massaged my shoulders under the hot water, working down my back until he reached my buttocks. I involuntarily spread my legs and I felt Mike’s fingers work my hole. He moved closer and then I could feel his hard cock pushing at my entrance. It felt natural and I couldn’t help bending over, hands supporting me on the shower wall and Mike grabbed my hips as he slid his cock into me again. I lost myself in the feeling of him fucking me, no wonder Maria liked me fucking her arse I thought as I rode Mike’s thrusts. I wasn’t concentrating on whether Mike was close to cumming and before I refocused Mike was grunting. ‘Here’s your second load’ as he thrust once more, his strong arms holding my hips as I felt his cock pulse as he came in me again. I tired round and we kissed. ‘How’s that itch now?’ Mike asked. ‘Well and truly scratched’ . We finished showering. ‘you can now go back to your girl, but I have a feeling that you are going to be back for more …. And just so you know, I’m staying off meds for a while. Especially now I know your little kink’ An hour later I was at home waiting for Maria to return from her hen weekend. I would put last night down to experience and move on. Keep on the straight and narrow. Maria returned and life went back to normal for a week. The following Friday we decided to go to the gym together, I always liked looking at Maria’s ass in her Lycra. We did our workout and then went to our locker roomS to shower and change. This time, I couldn’t put my finger on it at first, but something was different. There were a few guys in varying states of undress, then it hit me. I realised I was actually checking out the guys. What was happening to me. There was one guy in particular, ripped and tattooed. My eyes dropped to look at his cock, and I must have been staring. There was a steel PA in a big mushroom head and his cock was semi erect. I felt myself getting hard and moved my towel to hide this. I noticed he had a scorpion tattoo as well, similar to Mike’s, but also a biohazard one on his hip. I knew what that meant. I must have been staring longer than I thought as when I lifted my head my eyes locked with tattoo man’s eyes, just for a brief second. It felt like this man could read my thoughts. He moved towards me. ‘ I’m Andy’ he said , and then lowered his voice ‘ and I guess you like?’ ‘Err Nathan’ I stammered’ err and yes. I’ve never seen a PA in real life before’ ‘come in the showers ‘ he whispered’ and you can take a closer look’ instinct took over and I just did as I was told. I sauntered into a cubicle, Andy right behind me. I turned and looked down . His cock was hard. And huge compared to mine. I reached out and started wanking him , and sank to my knees. I looked at his cock once more before taking him into my mouth. I decided I would let him cum in my mouth, that was safe enough. Andy had different ideas though. He lifted me up ‘turn’ he ordered. ‘ Be quiet , this is a straight gym so when my cock goes in don’t yelp’ . My natural submissiveness took over. Strong hands parted my legs and I could feel the steel pa pushing at my hole. ‘ I’m not on anything ‘I whispered ‘ and I’m neg’ . ‘It’s ok, don’t worry, I’m poz but I won’t cum in you, I guess you knew that though when you were eying my tarts’ ‘er yes I did’ ‘ and you still came in here to suck my poz cock. Mmm I think you like a bit of poz cock in secret don’t you’ Andy whispered as with a thrust he entered me. The immediate pain subsided as Andy started building a rhythm. ‘ you haven’t denied that so I’m guessing it’s true. You love poz cock. You’re letting me fuck you bare and you just love it’ I nodded ‘ you horny bastard , I’m going to give you what you really want, and that’s my poz load’ I stayed silent as Andy picked up his pace. I couldn’t help it. My cock brain had taken over ‘ yes. Please. Don’t pull out. Fuck it into me’ I hissed as Andy pounded my hole. It wasn’t long before Andy growled’ full poz load incoming’ as he gave a final thrust and held me in place as he shot his load filling me. We both slowed, gathering our breath before he slipped out of me. He unlocked the door and covertly left . I was showering again after being fucked. My mind went back to last weekend and I had strayed again after only a week. What was happening to me? I towelled myself dry, catching Andy’s eye again. ‘See you around champ’ he said as he left. I quickly dressed and left the locker room, meeting up with Maria outside. We got into our car to drive home, but my mind was elsewhere. All I could think of was how horny that fuck was. And how wrong…….. to be continued…

I have always played safe until I hooked up with this total top guy who I know never fucks his bottoms with a condom. He told me to get ass up , head down . He started to tongue and rim my ass slowly. Then rub his hard cock up and down my hole. Then back to using his tongue, licking then tongue fucking my hole. Then after trying to go in bare and me requesting he put a condom on he says he just wants to put the head in for a second then he will put a condom on. After going back and forth with tongue to putting just his of the cock in he goes deeper and because I am not objecting any longer he starts to fuck me bare in steady rhythm until he starts to breath harder and unloads in me.

Part 3 After we moved the clothes to the dryer, uncle Chester was still walking around with his impressive hard on. He was playing with it periodically as we moved to the living room. I was sipping on the remains of my now lukewarm coffee on the couch. Uncle Chester sat on the other end with his feet pointing towards me. He was playing with his dick in one hand, and going through his phone with the other. “I got to get this thing taken care of. All those photos of my younger days really got me horned up. I’m going to see if I can get someone over two drain my balls.” “Looking on Grindr I assume?” “Recon. The kinkier boys are usually there. I want these feet licked as well as my cock.” Uncle Chester lifted his legs and placed his feet in my lap. This close I could pick up the odor wafting off of them. “What kinks do you like Will? Maybe I can find someone on here for you too.“ “Oh, you don’t have to go through that kind of trouble. I don’t think I’ve really done much in terms of kink. I mostly just done sucking and fucking. I know I’m pretty boring.“ “Nonsense. You just haven’t branched out. What kinks have you been interested in?” “Um, maybe rimming, teabagging, wrestling.” “Fairly tame but it’s a good start. Ah, here’s a 65-year-old bear chub, who says he loves to sit on guys faces. You might like to eat his ass.” Uncle Chester showed me his phone screen. On it was a profile picture with bad lighting and a pretty shady looking fat old guy was looking menacing towards the camera. “I think his ass would eat me, ha ha.” “It’s an option. There’s no shortage of kinksters out there. While you’re here, I’ll be your wing man. What kind of uncle would I be if I didn’t help my nephew have the best experiences he can?“ “I appreciate it. I’ve always been open to new experiences.“ “Good. Here’s a good one for me. I think I’ll have him over for a nice romp in the sack.“ He showed me the profile. Slender 20 something year old. Light brown hair, still within his preferred type. “I’m sure he’ll provide you good service.“ I looked down towards uncle Chester‘s feet in my lap. He was rubbing my torso with his toes. His feet were big. Much bigger than mine. Even though the rest of him was fairly rough, they looked pretty smooth. Uncle Chester peered past his phone and saw me looking at them. “What do you think?“ He lift a foot up towards my face. I ended up holding it in support. The smell much stronger now. “They stink.” “It adds flavor. All the boys love it. Feel free to plant your nose in there and savor them.” he moved closer to my face “I’m not sure” “You mentioned you would do it for the right guy. You should know what to expect when you eventually do. Go on just humor me.“ He had a point. If I was going to do something like this with a guy in the future, I wouldn’t want to go in unprepared and embarrass myself. I pulled his foot close and pressed it up to my face, giving a long inhale. Immediately my head was spinning as the scent of uncle Chester’s dirty, sweaty feet were intoxicating me. “Wow, that’s intense.“ I suddenly felt a tingle in my nether regions. My dick was starting to react. Uncle Chester noticed as well. “What’s this? Looks like you’re responding to it quite well.“ He used his other foot, and started tapping my now stiffening cock. He spread his toes and gripped the head of my dick between them and pulled back my foreskin in slow stroking emotions. “Uncle Chester, should you be stroking my dick with your foot?“ “I’m not, I’m just inspecting your penis.“ He brought his other foot down away from my face and sandwiched my shaft between his soles. “Well this coffee is giving me a bit of harsh morning breath, so I think I’m gonna go brush my teeth.” I took his legs off my lap and got on my knees on the floor, digging through my mostly empty backpack looking for my toothbrush. “Yeah, me too. Haven’t brushed my teeth yet either.“ uncle Chester stood up to move past me, as he shimmied between me and the couch, his hard on tapped me against the side of my forehead, it made me jump a little. “Oh relax. You had my cock poke your ass and it was harmless. A little fascial action is practically PG.” “Yeah, I guess I’m still getting used to casual nudity.“ “OK let’s get you more used to it then. Hold still.” Uncle Chester put a hand on my chin and grabbed his cock bringing it close to my face. He lift up his hefty cock and brought it down across my nose, the smell of it assaulting my senses. He had it lay on my face there for a moment while I winced. Then he started sliding his cock all over my face, on my cheeks, my chin it was irradiating heat and I’m pretty sure some pre-got on me. “See? Nothing wrong with that.” “I guess so.“ “Like I said. Now get under my balls.“ “What?“ He then moved to straddle my face. He picked up his ballsack and plopped it on my forehead. It was very saggy and wet. He held my head in place as he moved his hips forward and back, sliding his large wrinkly ball sack up and down my face. He stopped below my nose, and it melted over my mouth and chin. He pulled my head into him. His cock shaft on my forehead, almost my entire face being absorbed into his mature scrotum. “That’s it. Just breathe that in. This is teabagging Will.” he moved his balls upward just enough so I could speak. “Yeah, uncle, I get the picture. You’re very slimy down here.“ “You think that slimy, try this” he pushed on the top my head and walked forward a little. My nose was sliding against his taint and that’s when I saw it. Chester’s dark puckering asshole was hovering over me. It was very plump and glistening. It had a very rugged texture that probably came with years of anal play. Slowly, it was coming down towards my mouth, opening and closing like a fat leach excited to latch onto something warm blooded. His hands pulling my head towards him as he squatted down on me. My lips were just about to make contact, probably a millimeter away. That’s when he released me and stepped aside. I was able to gasp and catch my breath. The musk of his crotch coated my entire face like a thick film. “See? You can trust me. Now that you’ve had all that quality time down there. You shouldn’t be shy about us having a little bit of body contact, right Will?“ I was a little dazed from nearly doing ass to mouth with my uncle. But he didn’t actually go that far. What with my ass getting poked by his cock and my mouth nearly connecting with his slimy doughnut, I had to agree that his dick slaping my face was fairly tame in comparison. “Yeah, I guess you’re right.” I replied, while internally trying to readjust my expectations of personal boundaries. If this was the sort of thing that was going to be common with him, then I guess I’ll just have to roll with it. “Oh, and if you ever want to plant your face in my balls, again, feel free.“ While getting tea bagged by uncle Chester wasn’t really a bad experience. I am not sure that I would actively dive in between his legs again. I mean, Chester is family after all. But his balls were quite warm. “Thanks I’ll keep that in mind.“ I rummaged through my bag again, and pulled out my toothbrush. I let out a sigh, and instinctively licked my lips. I could taste ass on my mouth. I think when uncle Chester moved to get off of me, his asshole did slide across my lips briefly. I brushed my teeth and we went about our morning fairly regularly. Both of us still nude. Uncle Chester told me that his dryer was semi-broken and didn’t have heat, so my clothes would take an extra amount of time to dry. I hadn’t yet gotten a shower. Chester maintained a lot of conversation, so it was hard for me to find an opportunity to ask if I could use his shower. It had been a couple days and I was a little grimy from traveling. Previously I could smell my BO, but now my face was covered in his ball sweat so the odor of his sack was constantly present for me. My thoughts kept going back and forth. Uncle’s free spirited lifestyle was fun and quite liberating. But letting his genitals touch me as casually as a handshake was very far from the norm. With other friends I wouldn’t mind it at all and would even enjoy it. But that would involve some sort of intimate component. Chester assured me there wasn’t a sexual component to how he behaves around me. But being face planted in his balls earlier definitely tested the limits of that, even if he was just fooling around. Uncle Chester kept sporting his hard on around the house, waiting for his hookup to arrive. He casually stroked it while he was making toast in the kitchen. I handed him jelly from the fridge and he smiled at me. He had such a warm disposition. When the toast popped up he had me spread the jelly, standing behind me watching. Then he stepped closer and his cock pressed on my butt crack. I was contemplating if that was okay. Since I had arrived, I looked at sex photos of him, had his pre cum drip down to my balls and ass, got my asshole poked by his dick, smelled his foot, got my dick sandwiched between his feet, and had his dick and balls rubbed on my face. Anyone I would mention that to would tell me thats all crossing boundaries that shouldn’t be crossed. I know it may seem that way, but whenever Chester had the opportunity to take advantage, he didn’t. When his dick poked my ass with my legs over his shoulders he could have attempted to fuck me. When his ass was over my face he could have plopped it on my mouth for a forced rimjob but walked away instead. In conclusion I determined that Uncle Chester was good intentioned. He’s just very comfortable with his body. So I didn’t objected to his cock touching my crack in the kitchen. Sure it’s eccentric, but I feel safe with him. “When is your recon boy coming over?” I asked not moving my ass. Uncle Chester put his hands on my hips and wrapped his arms around me for a hug. His cock slid down my ass and went between my legs. I felt his tip hit my balls. “Soon, which is good. I really need to blow a load in someone.” “I can tell, your dick is poking my nuts.” “That’s okay with you right?” “Yeah it’s fine. It’s really warm.” “Your ass is really warm.” He was rubbing his hands up and down my stomach. “It is a little hot today so that’s probably causing it.” Uncle Chester stepped back, pulling his cock from between my legs and stopped below my ass. He grabbed his cock and slid it up between my cheeks stopping at my hole. “Nah thats definitely your natural body heat. I can feel it from your sensitive areas. I really need that trick to show up. I can’t wait to plow into that ass.” I felt him press a little against me. I was sure he wasn’t trying anything bad. Just like previously. “Hey Will, spread your legs and bend over the counter.” “Why?” “Because the recon trick is your hight. I might want to fuck him in the kitchen. I need a reference.” “Okay.” I spread my legs slid the toast to the side and leaned over the counter. My ass naturally spreading apart. Uncle Chester put a hand in my back and kept his cock on my hole. “Yeah I think this will work. I’m gonna slide my cock up in that boys ass right here.” He slapped my ass a couple times with his cock and swirled it around it a bit before centering it again. He moved his hips forward and I felt his cock press against my hole. That’s when there was a knock on the door. “Oh, that must be him.” Uncle Chester let go of me and left to answer the door. The two of them entered the living room, and uncle Chester introduced me. “And that’s my nephew Will, don’t mind him. He’s just visiting for a while” The recon trick, (I never got his name) smiled and waved at me. He looked back-and-forth between Chester and I inquisitively. I guess he was surprised to see that I was nude as well. “I’m waiting for my clothes to dry.” I explained. The two of them went to the bedroom and I was left to enjoy some toast. It didn’t take long for them to start making some noise. They really seem to be having fun in there. I checked on my clothes to see if they were done. They were still wet so I restarted the dryer time. Guess I’ll have to keep on walking around like this until whenever it finishes. I sat on the couch, going through my phone, and some other items I had in my bag. The sounds of them going at it was putting me in the mood as well. I browsed online looking up some porn, playing with my cock. I searched older men fucking younger twinks. There were plenty of video links available. One video I clicked on had a cute bottom in the thumbnail. The top was revealed to be an older man in his 60s. A little older than I was normally into but he was still good looking. I felt a little awkward playing with myself while my uncle was just in the next room getting down, but if he was cool with being sexual with company around then so would I. I didn’t really reach any sort of finish line, just casual browsing. After about an hour, with my still raging boner, I heard the bedroom door open. Chester came out to get a drink of water from the kitchen. Despite how long he had been in there, he was still hard. His dick had a glossy sheen on it. “Hey Will, could you grab a glass for me out of the cubbord? I have cummy hands.” I got up and grabbed a glass for him. I surprisingly wasn’t worried about my cock being hard in front of him. He took notice to it. “Have you been entertaining yourself while I was at it, or are you just happy to see me?“ He turned towards me and out cocks were almost touching. “Oh, yeah, I was just browsing some porn.“ “Let’s see what kind of porn you’ve been jacking it to.” He reached for my phone and was looking through it. He seemed to approve of the video content. He walked over to the couch and sat down next to the arm and put his feet up on the table. I fallowed and sat sideways on the arm. “That’s the type of older man you like? Very seasoned. The bottom boy is a cutie. Did you cum yet?” “Not yet. It might have been rude to cum in your living room.” “You can cum anywhere you like. I encourage a healthy sex drive in this house. But you’re watching tame stuff. I’ll find you some really hot videos. Come let me show you.” Uncle Chester then put a hand around my ass and pulled me off the couch arm and onto his lap. His moist cock was under my ass. We were now watching him search porn videos on my phone. “Here, this one is really nice.” He played a video of a really thin older man fucking a tied up boy. I saw that the older man had a biohazard tattoo below his belly button. He was fucking the boy hard and the boy was moaning like crazy. He looked like he was in heaven. “What do you think? Hot isn’t it?” “Yeah he looks like he’s really loving it.” “Well what are you waiting for? Stroke your cock Will.” “While on your lap?” “You don’t like sitting on your dear uncle’s lap?” “No it’s not that…” he grabbed my hand and placed it on my dick. I was a little hesitant but I started stroking it again. “Good boy. I only want you to be comfortable with your self. You shouldn’t be afraid to jack off with me. And speaking of which, raise your ass up so I can reach my cock. I wanna rub my meat too.” I raised my ass up as I was stroking my dick. I was getting really turned on by the porn and how much the bottom was loving getting fucked. I was basically squatting on the couch with my back laying on my uncles chest. Chester grabbed his cock and was stroking it too. He aimed it up and I felt his tip slide between my cheeks. “Uncle Chester, your dick is pointed at my ass.” Now I am focused on keeping my leg strength up, because if it starts to waver then I’ll end up, lowering down and penetrating myself on it. “Yeah it is. Nothing wrong with that. Careful though. If you let your hips slide down, you’ll swallow up my cock. Wouldn’t want that now.” He gave a playful thrust of the hips hitting my hole a little harder than he should have. My ring hurt as his cock head rammed. “Ouch! Okay new position.” I moved over to the side and sat down beside him. Giving my legs a rest. “What a shame. I liked having you on my lap.” “My legs were getting tired.“ In actuality, I felt like his playful thrust cause a minor entrance. My ass was a little sore and felt slippery from it. I know he’s just teasing me, but that level of fooling around might have actually resulted in an unintentional penetration. God for bid we actually cross that line. With my own uncle, my father’s brother. On top of that he has HIV. I couldn’t imagine having that conversation with my parents, explaining catching it, and more specifically who it was from. We sat there next to each other for a few more minutes playing with our cocks. Before long uncle Chester was ready for another round. “Well, it’s time that I get back in there. I’m sure that boy in there has had enough of a break. How about you come join us? I’m sure you would enjoy watching that little slut get pulverized by this thing.“ “Would that be all right? Is he interested in having someone watch“ uncle Chester grabbed me by the hand and guided me to his bedroom. “He’s a completely subservient boy. He’d love it. And I’m sure you would have more fun watching it live rather than on your small phone.“ When we got inside, I saw the recon trick tied to the bed posts, legs spread on his belly, ass up in the air. His mouth was gagged, and he looked expecting towards Chester, excited for more. Uncle Chester got on the bed and straddled him. “For this next part we’re gonna have a little bit of an audience. My nephew here is going to watch your hungry hole swallow my poz cock.” He said that more like an order rather than a request. He raised his hips and positioned his long rod at the boys gaping hole. Inch by inch I watched it disappear inside him with ease. He wasted no time jackhammering away. The boy was moaning through his gag. Admittedly, it was quite the erotic sight, watching two people fuck in front of me. I was there in the corner, watching them go at it for quite some time. Uncle never lost any energy. It was quite impressive for a man of his age. The boy he was on top of moaned loudly, and it was hard to tell if it was out of pain or pleasure. I imagine it would have to have been both due to the sheer size of the dick inside of him. “Hey Will. How about you come here and give me a hand.“ “What do you need?” I slowly walked closer to them. Not sure what he was expecting me to do. “I’ve came so much that I’m having a hard time getting this last load out. How about you massage my feet? That will help me nut.” I looked at the tangle of legs by the foot of the bed. It wouldn’t actually be participating in the sex, so it seemed like it was fine. “Okay.” I got down on my knees and brought myself eye level with uncle Chester’s large feet. They jiggled a little as his hips were plowing up and down into the moaning boy. I grabbed one of them and started rubbing the soles up and down. It was surprisingly soft and warm, albeit a little smelly. “That’s a good boy Will. That feels nice. I can feel myself building up here” Being able to assist my uncle felt pretty nice. I was glad I was able to give him some comfort. Rubbing his feet wasn’t all that bad either. After a while, uncle was getting fairly enthusiastic. It seemed like he was going to shoot off. That’s when he reached his foot out closer to my face. “OK Will I am about to bust inside of this dirty little fucker. I need you to suck my toes.“ What? Wasn’t that a little too sensual for us? The thought of it sat in my head very briefly, because uncle Chester pressed his foot up against my face making me breathe his sent. I felt my head to go a little fuzzy on it. He was wiggling his toes against my lips and my mouth fell open. It was only for a little while right? I’m just helping him get off. This can’t be crossing any sort of weird line. I took his toes in my mouth and I started sucking on them. The flavor was salty and meaty. His toes found my tongue and curled around it. I ran my tongue between them. The flavor of his feet thoroughly coating my mouth. “Fuck! That’s a good boy Will. You’re such a good boy for working that tongue on my feet! Oh shit here comes! Going to charge this ass up with another toxic load!” Uncle Chester squeezed my tongue between his toes and his hips slammed down into the boy. He let out a grunt and shot out a load deep in him. I saw his ass cheeks flex in rhythm to his orgasm. I removed his foot from my mouth, the taste still persisting. Chester got up off the boy and sat on the edge of the bed towards me. His semi hard cock was close to my face. It had a fresh sheen of cum and ass juice. White drops fell from his tip. “Ah, that was fantastic. Thanks for the assist Will.” He put a hand in my cheek and smiled at me. It felt like he was pulling me closer to his cock. The head was already nearly touching my chin. “Glad I could help.” I muttered while opening my mouth as little as possible. “What’s wrong? Worried I’ll make you suck my cock clean?” He lifted his cock and pointed it at my mouth. “No, it’s just, it’s very drippy.” A drop of his cum hit my chin. I pulled my head away and wiped my face. That’s when I heard the dryer buzz. “Oh. Looks like the clothes are done. You tend to those and I’ll clean up this mess here.” He pointed towards the completely cum drunk boy on the bed. “Right.” I went to the laundry room to fold clothes. I could still taste uncles foot in my mouth. It taste bad but bad in a strangely good way? My heart rate was up. That was such a wild scene. That was definitely a progression of things. Was that incest? Nah, it couldn’t have been. I didn’t suck his dick or get fucked by him. I was just giving a little help is all. Right?

The first 16 Chapters of this story can be found here: https://breeding.zone/topic/34088-codys-return/page-1 Hey guys... I'm so fucking horny right now writing this.. I need poz cock bad. Hope you like it. CHAPTER 17: Cod: “Oohhhh fuck… ohhhhhh fuck,…” "Fuck yeah, you love that poz cock huh?” Adam really knew how to hit all the right spots deep, deep inside my tight ass with that steel girder of a cock. HIV+ or not, I love being a total slut to cock and I really love feeling his bare cock fucking me. “Fuck me Adam!” “Gonna breed you so deep Cody. You ready to take another big load from me?” “FUCK yea I am.” Adam was deep-dicking me so well, prodding his bare cock against my boy button, and I knew at any moment he would pump another big load of his poz sperm inside my body. I was beyond caring: my head should have been screaming 'WTF?', but my cock didn't lie – it was hard as granite. I felt the need to tease him though, push him over the edge, and get that big load of boy batter. “Fuck you’re so hot Cod," “You too! You like my wet ass?” "Yeah, I do. Love it. Who's cum is in there?” “That’s my Dad’s." “Yeah?” “Yeah. He breeds me every day... well, nearly every day.” “He poz? Too?” “No. I mean.. I don’t know, I don’t think so, although he did say we need to get tested at some point, but…. Ohhhhhh fuck… right there… oh fuck Adam!” “Yeah, you like my big cock hitting that spot." [Grunting] "Take it boy!“ With this Adam picked-up the pace and was seriously banging my ass. I could actually hear and feel his sweaty nut sac smacking against my cheeks. I wanted his cock and cum so bad. I must have been in heat for it. “Give it to me Adam! FUCKING BREED ME!” “Yeah ... boy, I’m real close.. I’m gonna fill that ass with another big load of my POZ cum.” "Fuckin' hot!" "Haven’t had anyone tell me I’m pozzed him," Adam remarked. Somehow I found his admission oddly satisfying. 'Who knows', I thought in a flash, 'maybe this will be a first'. Then it happened. “FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!! Cuuuuuu…. Ohhhh fuck… oh fuckk Co’… cummmmmmmming”, and I knew he was pumping his big load of poz funk into my hole. Adam finally relaxed, thoroughly out of breath and equally sweaty. He lay down on top of me, kissing me, and asked simply “Good?” “Oh hell yeah... Always good!”. I kissed him with renewed energy, just to demonstrate how much I enjoyed his cock, but I gently added “Hey, I'm not sure when my Dad will be back.” "Oh, okay. Yeah. I'll go." "Let's do this again soon, okay?" “Yeah man... Anytime, you know I love that ass. Oh, and go get tested.” “Should I worry?” “Nahhh ... not really. Just good to do. So you know. Plus you’re letting a poz dude bareback and breed that hole so you never know.” After Adam left I cleaned-up and waited for Dad to get home. I wanted him to breed me but he seemed somewhat exhausted, so we kissed, cuddled and promptly fell asleep, but as I drifted off I thought 'Daddy likes breeding his baby boy in the mornings anyways'. Thursday Dad fucked me and then went out for a run. He was super sweaty when he got home. I inwardly smiled, wondering briefly if he actually went for a run this time. When Friday finally arrived I was trying to to think of a way to tell Dad I was going to be a whore at Sam’s place and he’s going to fuck and breed me, when my phone buzzed: Sam: “We still on?” Me: “You know it ... what time?” Sam: “Come over at 7… I’m inviting a few friends” Me: “Uhm… ok that’s cool, any other bottoms?” Sam: “No, just you. >=)” Sam: “Ever party?” Me: “Smoked pot a few times” Sam: “Want to?… it’ll be way more intense when you’re taking our bare cocks” Me: “Willing to try I guess” Sam: “Done it a few times ... nothing crazy, I’ll take good care of you” Me: “Deal” Five minutes later my Dad popped into the room, giving me a kiss. "Mmmm, love my boy.” "Love you too Dad.” “I’m gonna go out with friends tonight, think can you manage a Friday night without me?” “That’s incredibly convenient”, I thought, wondering casually if he was one of Sam’s 'friends'. “Yeah I’ll be okay. I want some of that cock when you get home, though.” “Deal, boy," as he gave me another kiss. "I’m in love with you Cod.” I looked up at him, “I’m in love with you too Dad.” Around 6:00 PM Dad found me watching TV, “Headed out baby boy, hopefully won’t be too late.” “It’s cool Dad, you deserve a night out – Love you.” “Love you too Cod,” briefly french kissing me before heading out. Realizing I didn't have a lot of time before I had to leave for Sam's, I thought “I’d better get it together.” Sam: As the day progressed I took a few minutes here and there to set everything in motion for Mark’s boy Cody. Tonight was the night that it was going to happen for Cody, there was no question (at least in my mind). I knew, of course, that Mark was regularly breeding him, but I also knew Mark still hadn’t been tested, so he didn't know if in fact he’s poz. “When Cody leaves my house tonight I want there to be no question that he’s HIV+”, I thought to myself as I texted Jake and Sergei: Sam: “You up for breeding a neg hole with that newly + cock?” Jake: “Haha… yep, already bred a college dude, horned as fuck” Sam: “Come over at 6:30, got something very special I need you to do ... don’t be late” Jake: “Sounds hot” Sam: “Got another young one to tag ... you up for it?” Sergei: “Always” Sam: “Come over at 730 ... back door, undress, be quiet … got it?” Sergei: “k” Finally text Mark, I want him in on Cod’s conversion but I can’t let him know what’s going on until it’s done: Sam: “Still coming over for fun tonight?” Mark: “Fuck yea… found another Jake?” Sam: “LOL… yep, might say that, pretty sure he’s neg” Mark: “Not after we get done” Sam: “Come over at 8, back door, undress and be VERY quiet, got it?” Mark: “Got it sexy” With the guys all setup I got to work finishing things for the night's session. I setup the sling, grab some lube, towels and put my GoPro in the best position to capture Cod’s conversion party. I take two unused syringes from my party supplies, add a small does of T to one of them, and put them in the living room for easy access later. Just as my clock hit 6:30, right on time, Jake appeared at my front door. “Hey sexy.” “Hey Sam," I replied, giving him a kiss as he felt-up my cock even before I had closed the door. “Get rid of these clothes, I want you naked.” “Mmmmmm… Is this the cock that pozzed me?" “Nope, but Sergei will be here soon and you can show him how much you appreciate it, now get naked.” Jake stripped, and his cock came into view I enjoyed his hot body, and I complemented him remarking “That’s a hot poz cock you got there boy.” “Thanks,” he beamed as we resumed making out. Both of us were instantly hard. “So what ... err who’s getting pozzed tonight?” “We’re waiting on Mark and Sergei to get here.. and our vic.. err bottom boy. His name is Cody, when he gets here I need you in the kitchen, and very quiet, … wait for me to get you ... he doesn’t know who’s coming and except for me his breeders will be anonymous to him.” “Sounds kinda hot.” “Very. I’ve got my GoPro hooked up and streaming, after I take Cody to my bedroom you can turn on my laptop and watch us until I come get you.” “Cool." “Mmmm, now … I need some of that brand new poz cock bad,” and with that I squatted down, sucking on Jake’s cock to get him worked up before Cody arrived. “Uhhhh… ohhhhh … fuck … oh fuck that feels good." I sucked Jake for a few minutes, paying particular attention to the head and piss slit. When I start to taste Jake’s poz precum I immediately stop sucking him. “I just need you horny and worked up, sexy.” “Haha ... I’m pozzing hole tonight, I’m already horny and worked up.” Right on time, at 7:00 PM, I heard someone at the door. It was Cod. I gestured for silence, whispered "Go," and pointed Jake toward the kitchen, enjoying the sight of his cute little ass as he left the room, under my breathe murmuring “I wanna put my tongue in that so bad." I let Cod in and greet him with a big, wet kiss. He checked me out, up and down, focusing particularly on my cock. “Like what you see?” I asked. Perhaps just a bit nervous, he answered with a smile, “Yeah." I gave him several more kisses, just to loosen him up, and as his body relaxed I gestured for him to follow me into the bedroom, “Come with me sexy boy.” Once there I handed him a beverage I had prepared in advance of his arrival, saying only “Drink this.” Cod looks at the glass. It appeared to hold a shot glass worth of water, and he downed it, asking afterwards “Water?” “Yeah … and something extra to help you relax, nothing bad, just a little G to loosen things up.” I kissed him again, murmuring into his ear “Strip. Now.” “Anyone else here?” “Soon.” Cod looks at me with a silly grin and strips off his shirt. His chest was very nice and smooth, and his build was beautifully toned. Two seconds later his pants, socks and underwear were gone. “Good boy,” I praised him, giving him another kiss. This time my cock nudged him as he folded into my embrace. “Like that poz cock huh?” Looking up at me, he softly replied "Oh, yeah." “I’m poz, Cod. You sure you want more of this cock and cum inside you?” Again he replied "Oh, yeah." Exchanging smiles, we made-out very seriously. My cock is already leaking a river of poz precum, “Lay on the bed Cod.” He complied. Climbing onto the bed, I stroked his legs and back, and rubbed my cock head in the crack of his ass. He raised his legs, his legs .immediately go up, and I tease and his hole using my precum to get it wet. I think, “I want to fuck and breed this boy so bad right now.” We kissed a bit more. A few minutes of foreplay went by and Cod relaxed in my arms. The G was taking effect. Between kisses, “Cod baby.. “, more kisses, “I gotta get you ready for your party.” “Oh yeah… I’m ready… mmmm, so relaxed… I’m soooo good, I’m sooooo fucking horny Sam.” “I know sexy… but I need you ready to go when the other guys get here.” “Oh yeah… cool, tell me what to do.” but he just lay there. The G was doing its trick on him. “I’m going to blind fold you, don’t worry I’ll be right here.” “Uhhh… okay.” I placed the blind fold over his eyes, asking “Too tight?” “No.. no, it's good. Can’t see a thing now though.” “Just relax ... it’ll be fun.” It was time to bring Sergei in so I prepared Cod, saying, "Stay here Baby. I'm gonna go see if any of the guys are here. I’m just going in the living room, so just relax." He replied with a very calm "Okay." I walked through the living room, picking-up the syringe with T, and made my way to the kitchen; Sergei was naked and Jake was already sucking his cock, the laptop on and showing the feed from my cam. “That’s hot guys, but don’t cum yet we’re taking care of Cody tonight and I want him full of poz cum.” Jake stood-up, giving Sergei a quick kiss. Jake knews Sergei’s cum knocked him up. The strong bond between them was inescapable. I imagine most bug chasers hope for their kind of connection. Or so I liked to think. “Jake, I'm gonna need your arm for a bit.” “Wha… ok.. what are we doing?” “Just need some of that newly HIV+ blood flowing through your veins … need to soften this Tina up for Cody. “Fuck,” Sergei grunted. A huge smile cames over Jake’s face as he realized what’s going to happen, “Fuck ... okay,” extending his arm without hesitation. Sergei piped-up, “Fuck yeah, Jake, give him our bug.” “Sergei, would you squeeze his bicep?” Looking at Jake, “Make a fist.” Having done this more than once, I slowly insert the stabby part of the needle into one of Jake’s veins and carefully draw out just enough blood to cover the T, tapping the syringe a few times to help it dissolve in the blood. “Good," I remarked as I withdrew the needle adding “He doesn’t know you’re here, so stay quiet and come with me.” With that the three of us headed back to my bedroom.

This thread got me to thinking. Since in my case it was more events than specific individuals, I thought I would rephrase the question.

My same sex experience started with my younger brother when we were teens. Once I found out that he had a bigger cock (8 inches hard) than me (I was 7 inches hard). I hounded him to let me suck him off, which I did several times. I very much enjoyed servicing him, but since he is/was straight, he got a gf, and unfortunately for me, she took over sucking duties. We didn't try fucking. I wanted to take his cock, but he resisted. I am sorry that he didn't want to breed me, but I am glad I got to have his cock and cum in my mouth. A younger cousin and I got naked once and stroked each other. I was ready to suck him, but we heard our moms coming down to the basement, so we stopped and got dressed. Sadly, he and I did not have another opportunity to finish what we started. What is really funny is I believe he is gay, but still in closet and totally hot, since he started going to the gym. I came out years ago, and I wonder if he would have come out too, if I had sucked him off that day.

Here's an article in The New England Journal of Medicine talking about the effectiveness of Doxy PEP: TL;DR = "The combined incidence of gonorrhea, chlamydia, and syphilis was lower by two thirds with doxycycline postexposure prophylaxis than with standard care..." Postexposure Doxycycline to Prevent Bacterial Sexually Transmitted Infections List of authors: Anne F. Luetkemeyer, M.D., Deborah Donnell, Ph.D., Julia C. Dombrowski, M.D., M.P.H., Stephanie Cohen, M.D., M.P.H., Cole Grabow, M.P.H., Clare E. Brown, Ph.D., Cheryl Malinski, B.S., Rodney Perkins, R.N., M.P.H., Melody Nasser, B.A., Carolina Lopez, B.A., Eric Vittinghoff, Ph.D., Susan P. Buchbinder, M.D. et al., for the DoxyPEP Study Team*

Clay sipped his half pint of lager as he stood on the mezzanine level overlooking the ground floor of the newly refurbished bar. He still didn't like what they had done to the place as it was now all modern and sleek and totally out of character to how it use to be when it was just a sleazy pub on the corner of a street in Earls Court. At 22 Clay was not the type of young lad who could stop traffic, he was okay looking and definitely not a kick out of bed person. He stood at average height of 5 feet 7 inches with a medium build that muscular but not defined, he certainly looked as though he could rugby tackle you to the ground. In fact Clay was just your stereotypical young gay lad who was pretty normal, from the looker on aspect you would never know he was gay. He looked around again at his surroundings with sadness at what they had done to the place. His housemate and he would come to the pub a couple of times a week to enjoy a drink and people watch as it was one of London's notorious locations. Clay never picked up guys from here as they were mostly older clientele, well when your only 22 years old anything over 30 seemed older to those who had not experienced what came with age. He smiled to himself watching guys who were so obviously giving the eye to other guys as they would casually walk by, hopping they could pick a trick up for the night. Clay jumped as Kit tapped him on the shoulder "Your going to fall if you lean any further out". "Kit don't make me jump like that. Just watching the men trying to pick up guys" he replied. Kit leaned over and laughed "Yeah funny you can see everything now, here got you another drink". Clay took the glass and downed his nearly empty glass in his other hand "Thanks". Clay and Kit had become friends over the last couple of months after they met purely by accident on an internet chat room, it turned out that Kit only lived just under a mile away from Clay. It was only the third time they had actually met and it was purely on a social basis that they would hop on a bus over to Earls Court for drink then home again. Kit sported a zero crop and at 32 he was ten years older than Clay, he stood 5 feet 8 inches with a trim build and pretty attractive to the type of men he liked to play with. Kit was diagnosed with hiv several months ago and from the outset had been pretty open with Clay about it and how he thought it happened, he would often regal how the one night with the man who fucked him like a rag doll over and over for several hours, depositing countless loads in his ravaged arse. Kit would often laugh about how hot the sex was with this man, who would often brag that during his escorting he had fucked over 1000 men bareback and never failed to deliver at least 3 loads to each of them. But Kit was mindful never to reveal to much about him, Clay didn't ask nor was he interested as he liked his casual pub buddy friendship with Kit. For Clay sex was safe and controlled with no wild abandonment, he had only been sexually active for 3 years, he thought sex with men was just about bending over and getting fucked, a kiss on the cheek and then they would depart. There had been a few evenings where Clay had imagined himself laying in bed getting fucked senseless like Kit often described as he masturbated at the same time. Clay's attention was drawn to the older man walking up the spiral staircase to mezzanine level where they stood, inwardly he chuckled to himself at the 70's moustache that adorned his upper lip, the leather jacket, white t-shirt and chaps over his denim jeans. Clays eyes were focused on him as there was something about him, was it an air of dignity and self confidence that he exuded. He looked a little out of place and was making a bee line in their direction, Clay could make out that he was skinny, probably too skinny but he fitted his clothes well. He was not unattractive and at six foot he towered over them both and Clay guessed he must have been at least 50 years old, but then again he was not the best at determining peoples age. Kit noticed that Clay was looking to his left and stood up straight at the sight of the strange man approaching. "Hello Jurgen, don't often see you in this neck of the woods" Kit said and smiled almost licking his lips. Jurgen nodded "Hello Kitty, I come to see what they had done to this place" he replied in a heavy German accent. "Am I interrupting you Kitty?" Jurgen asked looking at Clay. Kit looked at Clay "No Jurgen this is Clay, he lives near me in Battersea". Jurgen held out his hand "Hello Clay nice to meet you". Clay took his hand which was stronger than his build lead you to believe "Hi Jurgen nice to meet you to". "Can I get you both a drink?" Jurgen asked. Kit nodded asking for a pint of lager whilst Clay replied he was okay for the moment. Jurgen turned and went down the stairs, Clay watched him carefully unsure what to make of him when he realised Jurgen caught his gaze and smiled back at him causing Clay to feel uneasy but noticed. Clay watched as Jurgen made his way to the bar, the bartender put the pint of lager on the counter and Clay turned to talk to Kit. Jurgen slipped a tiny tablet in to the drink, he stood at the bar waiting for a few minutes to let it dissolve before making his way back to where they stood. The bar was getting busy considering it was still only 7pm, Kit had become like a little child with a spring in his step, something Clay thought was to do with Jurgen. He wondered if Jurgen was the man who Kit often referred to, he mused for a few moments until Jurgen arrived and handed the drink to Kit. Jurgen smiled at Clay as Kit was drinking his third pint, Clay had never seen him drink like this before, he was only halfway through the pint when he started to slur his words. Clay chatted away with Jurgen and was much more at ease, he kept one eye on Kit who was now besotted and holding Jurgen's arm. Clay found Jurgen to be highly intellectual and engaging to a point of being mesmerising. Kit went to in to kiss Jurgen but he slipped to the side and hugged him instead. "Are you alright Kit?" Clay asked as Kit started to fumble around. Kit had a slightly glazed look "I think I have drunk to much". Clay shook his head "Come on lets get you home". Jurgen held kit up "I have a car around the corner I will drive you both home" he said looking at Clay. "Oh, are you sure Jurgen?" Clay replied grabbing Kit's other arm. "Yes of course" Jurgen replied smiling at Clay "It's on my way to Brixton and I can drop you off as well". They laid Kit on the back seat who was mumbling and not making and sense, Clay climbed in the passenger seat next to Jurgen and they headed over the Thames to Battersea. Clay kept checking on Kit as he was now slightly concerned by his dramatic fall from grace whilst he and Jurgen made small talk. Clay unlocked the front door and then helped Jurgen carry Kit to his bedroom and lay him on the bed. Clay placed Kit's keys on the bedside table with his phone and followed Jurgen back to the car and resumed his seat next to him. "Do you think he will be alright?" Clay looked at Jurgen who was entering the postcode in the Sat Nav for Clay's house. Jurgen smiled whilst watching the road "I'm sure he is drunk, he will be fine in a few hours". "I guess so. So how do you know Kit?" Clay asked out of interest. Jurgen smiled "Off the internet, we met one night and I changed his life forever and how he looks at sex". Clay giggled "Are you that good then?", Jurgen glanced and smirked. "Kitty had a full night of me fucking him relentless, but if I am any good only you could tell" he responded. Clay frowned a little "I think not" pondering what Jurgen said "How did you change his look on sex?". Jurgen smiled "I set him free of his inhibitions by giving him my gift". The naive Clay shook his head "Your gift, what is that?". Jurgen chuckled and patted Clay's knee "My gift is only given to those who seek or throw caution to the wind". Clay looked out of the window "I don't get it, your not making any sense to me". Jurgen glanced at him "I have given my gift and converted many a man, but none as young as you". "Many men?" Clay replied. Jurgen smirked "Many men pay hundreds of pounds to enjoy sex with me". Clay's mouth fell open "Are you an escort then?" "Yes, I am quite a well known international escort and master of a stable" he said casually. Clay looked at him "Sorry, master of a stable?". Jurgen laughed "I have slaves for sex some pay and those devoted don't pay". Clay shook his head "I am not really up on all the stranger things in sex". Jurgen glanced over at Clay "You have a boyfriend?". "No, not yet, I do want to find one but most of them fuck and then leave" he replied lowering his head. The car pulled up outside the house "Thank you for the lift home Jurgen" Clay said as he opened the car door. "Are you not going to invite me in for coffee, it is still only 8pm?" Jurgen asked looking at Clay. "Oh err" he paused unsure if this was wise but in a slip of the moment "Okay" he said "But just coffee". Jurgen sat at the kitchen table whilst Clay put on some coffee to brew, they talked about Jurgen's travels and the places he had seen. Clay stood by the coffee machine and looked at Jurgen. "Why do you call Kit Kitty?" Clay asked not knowing what to expect for an answer. Jurgen laughed "He is my pussy when I need to release some tension and breed him". Clay looked on curiously "Breed him, doesn't that mean without a condom?". "Yes, condoms are no good when you want to have real sex, you need to feel everything" Jurgen replied as he stood up. Clay laughed but didn't then without thinking he spoke "So did you give Kit HIV?". Jurgen smirked at Clay "Oh yes the night I fucked him relentlessly for hours". Clay watched as Jurgen took off his leather jacket and saw the veiny arms, he was skinny but he was also packing a defined toned body and sporting tattoos on his upper arm that he couldn't quite make out. Clay felt embarrassed as he realised his cock was hardening and this didn't go unnoticed by Jurgen. "You are very naive about a lot of things aren't you?" Jurgen asked catching Clay off guard. Clay looked as Jurgen stroked his moustache "Well I suppose I am, but I am in no hurry to explore". Jurgen smiled "So have you ever made love with another man?". Clay looked curiously at him "I have kissed and fucked with a few men". Jurgen shook his head "No, have you ever made love, proper love with several hours of intimacy together?". "Well no, I thought it was just fuck, kiss and goodbye" Clay replied retrieving the cups from the cupboard. Jurgen shook his head again "When you make love you will know, you get lost in each other". "Lost in each other?" Clay replied and noticed that Jurgen was walking towards him. "You become very intimate and erotic whilst enjoying such an amazing experience" he replied touching Clay's arm. Clay caught his breath "Do you have milk and sugar in your coffee?". Jurgen put his arm around Clay "No milk and no sugar, I like it hot and strong". Clay stopped what he was doing in case he spilt the coffee, the arm around his chest stroked him lightly through the flimsy shirt whilst his cock stiffened in to full erection from the sensation he was feeling. Jurgen was slowly but carefully teasing and seducing Clay without him realising. Everyone Jurgen had sex with was around his age or slightly younger and he knew he wanted to taste this virile young lad and let him host his strain of the virus. Clay laughed "I would have to find someone and see for myself" bringing the subject back on course. Jurgen kissed his neck "If you was older I would help and teach you how to become a great lover". Clay smiled as a desire to have Jurgen make love to him took over "So am I to young to teach?". Jurgen turned Clay around to face him "No, but then I am probably to old for you, what are you 20?". Clay laughed "No I am 22, so how do I know you are as good as you say you are?". Jurgen laughed "Get older and maybe I will make love to you all night". "I don't have that many condoms" Clay chuckled. Jurgen smiled "You don't need condoms when making love Clay, love making should be done naturally". Clay was nibbling at the bait "I see how that makes sense" he replied completely ignoring the risk associated. Clay turned and poured the coffee handing the cup to Jurgen who took it and sat back down at the table. Conversation returned to general chit chat but Clay didn't think for one minute that he was hooked dangling like a fish. He carried the empty cups over to the kitchen sink, Jurgen stood and Clay heard him say that maybe they would meet again and have a drink sometime, as much as he was now craving the idea and experience of being made love to the risk was just to great but something inside was overriding the risk. Clay wasn't sure if he should shake hands or give him a hug so he held out his hand which Jurgen looked at for a moment. He approached Clay and pulled him in to a hug. Clay could not contain his cock as it went rigid at this man's touch, he could feel the bristle of the moustache against his neck as Jurgen kissed him tenderly and worked his way around Clay's chin. Jurgen held Clay in his arms, his face only inches away from Jurgen's, he could tell he was talking but he didn't hear a word. Clay was totally captivated by him and was secretly urging Jurgen to kiss him with abandonment. Clay inched his face closer, Jurgen looked Clay deep in the eyes and moved his mouth towards Clay's. It was a quick kiss on the lips that flashed through Clay's body like electricity, every nerve ending was heightened and the tingling ran had to toe, before he had time to think his mouth was open and Jurgen closed in quickly. He snapped his eyes open wide as his mouth was invaded by Jurgen's tongue, he tried to push and protest instinctively but before long his hand rested on Jurgen's shoulders as they kissed quietly. They kissed passionately for 5 minutes before Jurgen released his lips from Clay's, he said nothing but looked Clay in the eye keeping him close in a tight lovers embrace. "Can you, ahhm, will you, oh, do you" Clay couldn't get his words out. Jurgen smiled "Do you want to make love with me Clay?" he asked before kissing him on the mouth again. Clay could not protect himself any more and looked pleadingly at him "Yes I do Jurgen". Jurgen kissed him again "Shall we go somewhere more comfortable?". Clay nodded and lead the way to the bedroom in silence holding hands as Jurgen closed the door. Clay felt Jurgens arms wrap around him from behind and he started kissing Clay's neck whilst he crotch rubbed up against his arse, Jurgen caressed Clay's body and began removing his clothes. Before long they both stood naked and Clay could see the words 'Obey and Serve' tattooed on his inside thigh, above his left buttock he sported a tattoo of a bull with horns. Clay felt the pressure on his shoulders as he was pushed down to his knees until he was face to face with Jurgen's eight inch thick cock that was drooling precum. He moved his head closer and placed his lips around the cock head and gently sucked getting a mouth full of toxic precum as he did so, he cupped the heavy set of balls hanging between Jurgen's legs. From a distance he heard the words 'they are fully loaded', Jurgen had not ejaculated for a week and had a nice quantity of virus laden seed to sow and Clay was going to get it all. Clay's head was a mix of emotions and doubt, he stopped sucking and stood up instantly in the arms of Jurgen. Any doubt he had was gone the minute Jurgen clamped his mouth on Clay's and they began kissing with more passion. In the bedroom only the bedside table spot light was on casting a variety of shadows on the wall, Jurgen and Clay were locked together kissing, Clay felt his body being pushed back towards the bed. He knelt on the bed and began to shuffle back as Jurgen kept moving forward. Their kiss never broke as he felt himself being lowered on to the bed, his head on the pillow and his mouth attached to Jurgen's. Clay felt Jurgen's left leg push his own one apart as he laid on top in between Clay's legs. A natural instinct caused him to lift his legs over Jurgen's and his arms wrapped around the shoulders of the man laying on top kissing him, he was drunk on lust and lost in a world of passion that he had never before experienced. He no longer saw an older man, just a passionate love maker as Jurgen kissed Clay deeper and deeper. Sometime had passed and now he could feel Jurgen's legs pushing at his own causing them to lift up. Slowly Jurgen pulled his knees up and locked them either side of Clay's arse, Jurgen groaned in pleasure, he now had Clay in the perfect position to be bred. Raising his hips he allowed his cock to trace down the crack of Clay's arse depositing a slimy trail of precum in its's wake, Clay moaned and arched his back at the sensation. Jurgen positioned the head of his cock tight against Clay's hole, he proceeded to slowly wriggle his hips coating the hole with precum, every wriggle he pushed a little harder until the head of his cock popped through in to Clay's arse. Clay gripped Jurgen's shoulder and cried at the sudden rush of pain coursing though his arse and back, Jurgen began to kiss Clay's neck holding his position perfectly still for a moment before he gently applied more pressure, again Clay's back arched and he yelped a little louder in pain as another two inches of his lover's cock penetrated in to his body. His hole was being stretched apart, this was by far the biggest cock he had ever tried to take. Jurgen continued wriggling his hips with slow and small undulations until Clay relaxed. Jurgen kissed him deeply and glided his cock home, several times he saw Clay's eyes close and wince with pain but he was not about to let this one get away. Clay felt the coarseness of pubes tickling his arse until they were rubbing up against his now extended hole. Jurgen broke the kiss and looked him the eye stroking the side of his head as he began small gentle but rhythmic undulations of his hips pushing his cock deep in to Clay's arse, he was moaning loudly and gasping every time Jurgen bottomed out in him. Clay had never felt anything so wonderful yet painful on some level, he was relaxing the more Jurgen kissed as caressed him. Jurgen pushed his hips down hard and Clay cried in pain from the deep penetration of Jurgen's cock, a tear welled up in the corner of one eye, Clay clasped his hands around the neck of Jurgen looking him in the eye 'oh my god that's amazing'. Jurgen loomed closer and tenderly kissed him on the mouth, steadily his hips kept up a deep rhythm that drove the pleasure he felt beyond this world, his hands caressing Jurgen's back and his toes curled at the intensity and passion of a real man making love to him. Jurgen was in no rush to breed this young lad, he controlled the desire to shoot several times, his cock was constantly balls deep. An hour passed like five minutes to Clay and Jurgen seemed to want to go on for ages, his arse was beginning to ache from the continuous fucking. He felt Jurgen tighten his arm around the back of his neck as the rhythm increased in pace and intensity, Jurgen making deep low groans, his balls were beginning to tighten and he knew it was time to take this boy on a new journey. Jurgen raised his head and looked Clay in the eye smiling, Clay was struggling to cope with the hardness and speed of the fucking, he looked worryingly up at Jurgen who leaned in and gave him a comforting kiss. Panic came over Clay as he tried to push Jurgen off but he was rewarded with more passionate kisses with Jurgen telling him how good a lover he was making. Clay looked up in to Jurgen's eyes he was a good lover he thought to himself and strangely he became quiet and allowed Jurgen to continue, he pulled Jurgens head next to his and clasped on to him for dear life, he could do nothing but squeeze the word 'yes' out of him. His eyes opened wide as he felt Jurgen ram his hips down locking his cock deeper inside he grunted loudly and his body shuddered. Jurgen felt the abrupt rush of his pent up toxic seed, racing through his cock like twin rivers, turning with an acidic twist and a burning desire to breed but not slowing down. He grabbed hold of Clay's back, instinctually afraid he might leave him at the most crucial point. He could sense his pleasure passing through him almost unnoticed by Clay as he fixed his entire concentration on getting the job done. Clay moaned and his back arched supported by Jurgen's hand, he felt the blurry warmth of the climax and his legs wrapped around Jurgen holding him close against his own body. His eyes caught the dark shadows casted on the wall, their bodies entwinned and the unmistakable rapid up and down movement of Jurgen's arse as he pumped his potent seed in to Clay. He gasped at the shadow realising what he had done, his head awash with regret at what he had just done, he saw the shadow of Jurgen's arse grinding against his own. Clay had no time to gather his thoughts as Jurgen's mouth was locked on to his in an instance as they kissed with a new passion for each other. Jurgen's cock stayed hard and deep inside Clay, his hips gently ground against the freshly bred boy hole nursing the seed deeper in to Clay. For several hours the scenario was repeated until Jurgen rolled on his side after shooting his fifth load, Clay's legs were wrapped around Jurgen's waist and his cock was still buried deep up to his balls inside Clay, they kissed until they both fell asleep. Clay stirred as the sunlight hit his face, Jurgen tightened his arms around Clay and kissed him as he rolled him on to his back, the first thrust caused Clay to cry through the silence in the room, he pushed hard against Jurgen 'stop it fucking hurts' Jurgen pushed Clay's arms over his head and held them there. He prised Clay's mouth open slipping his tongue in and kissing him deeply, he stopped and looked Clay in the eye 'I own you and your arse' with that he rammed in several hard thrusts causing Clay to whimper and cry out. Jurgen's gaze was focused on Clay's eyes, his face only inches away, Clay looked back deep in to the eyes as if he could see Jurgen's soul, before he realised it he had lifted his head to kiss Jurgen grimacing through the painful love making until he felt the familiar warmth of Jurgen's climax firing in to this arse. For the first time in eight hours Jurgen finally pulled his cock out, Clay rolled on his side as the pain was unbearable. Jurgen sat on the side of the bed and began to get dressed, the pain in Clay's arse burning like the fires of hell. "I will let myself out" he said looking at Clay "By the way what we did last night was amazing". Clay didn't really know what to say "What do I do now?" Jurgen looked at him and smiled "Look forward to the next time, you are now my number one". "What do you mean?" Clay asked him. Jurgen smiled "I told you, I own your arse, your at my beck and call now". Clay laid there on the bed looking up at the ceiling, Jurgen leaned over and kissed him before telling him that he will come over next Friday to make love to him again. Clay just nodded and watched as he left, he fell asleep on his back and all he could see in his dreams was the shadow against the wall and the image of the arse pumping up and down that was breeding him. When he did wake later that afternoon the white sheet under his arse was stained red from the thick wads of cum that had seeped out and pooled there, Clay laid back on the bed and stroked his cock gently, he could only see Jurgen's face and the feeling of his cock inside him, his back arched up as he shot his seed over his chest and up along his face. His own seed causing more mess that Jurgen's, as he fingered his arse he looked at it coated with a pink thick strand, his seed stuck like glue to Clay's insides working it's magic, it would take the rest of the day until it stopped seeping out. His phone started ringing, he picked it up and glanced at the screen to see Kit was calling him, he muted it and set it down on the bedside table and fell asleep.

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It never occurred to me to try counting how many. All that mattered was getting my Cock in Holes and pumping my Sperm deep inside them. At this point, it has to be many hundreds though.

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Being in a relationship with a guy who forces me to sell everything and move across the country to be with him, but won't let me actually live in his place, instead making me live out in the alley behind it. Getting me hooked on drugs, forcing me to beg and taking every cent I get from it, whoring me out to other homeless guys and just completely ruining me. When he's finally done with me, shoving me on a bus for some distant city, not caring what happens to me when I get there.

Sorry, I missed it! I love conversion stories, when gifter takes proper care of his own chaser. A feverish hole, and knowing it's so hot because of you... That's very, very sensual! Best experience for a poz man. His very own pride 🦠☣️

I would say that a pre-loaded hole because these appeal even to horny bottom guys. I was once in a darkroom at a busy sauna and once I took my first load, the second and third happened pretty quickly. The first guy pulled out and some guy who had watched the action would touch my dripping hole and move close to my hole and dump his load. A dripping hole is always really hot.

One evening I went to an Amsterdam cruisebar which has a big cellar downstairs, it provides cubicles, some with gloryholes too. I waited till the bar was about to close and then looked for the many used condoms on the floor. and collected them. I got about 20 to 25 filled with a good load. I took them to me fuckbuddy for surprise and talked him into having then emptied in his ass. He got so nasty by the idea of this mixed loads in his ass he had me put it in. Later I fucked him in this pre-seeded ass. I remember getting so excited by it I took 2 condomss too and sucked both dry. The tought they could be toxicwell only made it better.

That's how I like it, especially if I can reach around and grab hold of his meaty hairy tits and squeeze and feel them until I nut.

PART 5 “Good boy,” said Uncle Drew when I got to him. “You want me to fuck you again, don’t you?” I just nodded my head positively. “You don’t need to be shy,” he said. “Jeremiah, you are my nephew and I love you. I want to make love to you and plant my seed deep inside you. We will be connected forever, because I will always be a part of you. Every time you have sex with another man, you will remember that I was your first.” “It hurt back in the bedroom,” I said. “I know, but pain is a big part of all of this. Over time, you will only feel pleasure. But I like to be rough with my bottoms. And now you’re my favorite.” "For real?" “Come here, let me show you. I’m going to turn you into a first-class cumdump.” Uncle Drew slapped me so hard in the face that I fell to the floor. I was still kneeling, trying to get up, when he pulled me by my hair and stuck his dick in my mouth. He put it hard down my throat, and that made me gag. I tried to escape, because I couldn't breathe, but my uncle's hands were holding my head firmly. When he saw that I was going to try to grab him with my hands, Uncle Drew kicked me in the nuts. That hurt, but I couldn't scream because my mouth was too busy. “Do you think this is your choice?” he asked. “You lost your right to choose when you teased me, Jeremiah. Now you will be my slave. You can cry, scream, but this will stop when I want, and only then. Do you understand?” At that moment, he took his dick out of my mouth, so I could answer. “Yes, sir,” was all I could say. “Your life and your body belong to me now,” Uncle Drew kept saying. “You are a hot young man; my friends will pay good money to cum inside you. And you will love it, because they are all poz, just like me. Some of them even have full-blown AIDS.” I widened my eyes, remembering that I had a poz cock in my mouth. Uncle Drew laughed at my scared expression. “You said you liked my tattoos,” he continued. “The scorpion means I have a poisonous sting; the biohazard means I’m toxic. And now it’s time to put more of that charged load inside of you.” Uncle Drew made me stand up and pushed me towards the couch. He placed me with my head against the back part, on all fours, with my ass out. I thought he was going to rim my ass again, but I soon felt the glans of his cock in my hole. My uncle forced it and his dick entered me all at once; that made me scream and jump forward. “Relax, or the pain will be worse”, he said. He then started pumping slowly. It didn't hurt as much as the first time and the pleasure I was feeling was indescribable. He started pumping faster and faster and the sensation increased even more. As I felt horny, I started moaning loudly and asked him to fuck me harder. Uncle Drew started to growl loud and deep, and he did fuck me harder. When he was getting tired, instead of stopping, he started to thrust in a rhythmic and strong pace, giving several thrusts, taking almost all of his cock out of me and putting it in at once, up to his pubes. I kept on moaning like a whore; it felt so good. He then asked me to get off the couch and lay face down on it. Uncle Drew then thrust his dick back in, and every time his cock entered me, I felt my body jump, because of the force he put into the thrusts. “Do you like it when your uncle fucks you like that, Jeremiah?” he asked. “Yes, uncle, I love it.” He grabbed my neck and pulled me towards him, placing my back against his hairy chest. Uncle Drew started kissing and biting my neck as he fucked me. “You want it, don’t you?” he asked. “You want me to cum inside you.” I didn't answer anything. “Say it, I want to hear you asking for it,” he said. “I want it, uncle, I want you to cum inside me”, I gave in. “I want to feel your toxic spunk in my guts.” “That’s my good boy, I knew you were a dirty pig like me, it runs in the family.” I had to feel that man's cum in my ass again. He took my virginity and had to baptize my ass with his jizz, and that's what he did. Uncle Drew started to thrust harder and harder, squeezing my waist. I had wobbly legs as I started to moan louder, asking for that poz load. He started to scream as he was getting close and his cock started to throb very hard inside of me. I felt my ass heat up inside and that gave me a huge turn on, because I knew I had his seed in my guts. I don't know how he still had so much man juice inside him, since he had cum less than three hours before. Tired, Uncle Drew took a while to take his cock out of my ass, but I didn't complain, I just left it there, because it was giving me an amazing sensation. Little by little, he started to take his dick out and I lay down on the couch to rest. “You're learning fast,” Uncle Drew said. “You were born to be a cumdump, Jeremiah. I’m really proud of you." "Thanks Uncle." “Now let’s go to bed, it’s getting late and your training continues tomorrow.”

Back in the day, like 25 years ago, truckers used to flash their lights if you walked by and they were interested. That was long before smartphones so I’m not sure if it’s still a thing.

Happy new year all! So the only resolution I made this year is to commit to finishing the stories I have started. Most of them anyway. I never intended to leave Colt and Austin for so long, after all, I dearly love these two characters. So I will do my best to post a new chapter at least once a week, hopefully sooner. Their journey together is far from over! Part 19 We had been cruising down the highway on our way to Ft. Lauderdale for a couple hours when Colt pulled over to the side of the road. I assumed it was just to piss, which of course we both had to do. Colt surprised me by grabbing my arm and twisting it behind my back. He used his other hand to grab the back of my neck and slammed me forcefully against my truck. "Now listen closely, faggot." He growled in my ear. His voice was cold and I knew he was in total top mode, and not to be fucked with. I shivered a bit knowing Colt had something planned. "It's payback time, you little bitch. You thought this was going to be a nice little vacation for us. Well, it will be for one of us at least." My dick grew hard in my pants at the mere idea of what Colt had possibly planned. I knew to never underestimate the depravity of his brain. "You see, faggot," he continued, "I still owe you for that little weekend you made me your bitch. And this trip is going to be my retribution." My heart pounded as I remembered everything I had done to Colt, and knew he would give it back to me 10 fold. "From this moment on, I control your existence completely. You will not piss, you will not shit, you will not do anything unless I allow it. You'll be lucky if I let you breathe, understand cunt?" He used his large body to push mine harder into my truck, forcing air out of my lungs to prove his point. "Yes Sir." I managed to gasp out. "That's right cunt, I'm your Sir, your Master. And from here on out, those are the only two ways you will address me. Do I make myself clear?" "Perfectly clear, Sir!" Colt reached around to my cock and felt it's rock hardness. He laughed a sinister laugh. "You already love it, you sick little fag. We'll see how much you love it by the end of the week." He pulled me off the truck and onto the ground. "Now get your fucking clothes off!" I was oblivious to the passing traffic as I stripped off what little I was wearing. "On your knees bitch!" He shouted. I scrambled to comply and he said, "Open your mouth!" I did and he let loose with a torrent of piss. He sprayed me from head to toe, making sure I swallowed plenty of it. Then he grabbed a large empty Gatorade bottle from inside. "If you gotta piss, do it now, you dumb cunt!" As hard as I was at the moment, I knew better than to disobey. I pointed my dick down, and after a few moments I started to dribble a stream. My dick softened slightly, and I filled the bottle up. Colt then grabbed it from me. "Piss is all you'll be drinking till we get there." He declared. "Now get in the truck!" He ordered me. I scrambled into the passenger side as he climbed back in the driver's seat. Then he peeled out and got back on the highway. He gave me the bottle of piss and I chugged it down as he smiled approvingly. "Now, first things first." He started. "Grab our treat bag and the black leather bag from the back seat." As I followed his instructions he reached out and gave my still hard cock a good slap, laughing while he did it. I placed the bags between us. "Sarge kinda messed up my plans a little bit." He continued. "Now instead of the leisurely two day trip I had planned, we need to drive the entire 18 hours in one go. After all, we don't want to miss out on those horny college boys, now do we?" I just shook my head in agreement. This wasn't good enough as Colt reached over and backhanded me. "I asked you a question!" He yelled. "No Sir." I complied as my cock throbbed. "We don't want to miss out on those horny college boys." Colt just grinned at me. "Oh this is gonna be fun. Now, reach in the leather bag and find the new cock cage I purchased." Doing as I was told, I quickly found the new cage. It was a metal one that opened down the middle to reveal little studs that lined the entire thing. It also had a tube down the middle to put in your piss hole. It looked diabolical and I shuddered a bit. Colt continued to grin as he saw the apprehension in my face. "Scary lookin, huh? Now grab some ice out of the cooler bitch. Get your faggot cock soft!" He ordered me as he handed me a ziplock baggy. I grabbed a handful and put it in the bag before placing the freezing pack on my genitals. I gasped at the sudden shock, and in just a couple minutes, my dick had gone soft and shriveled up a bit. "Now, put it on." He said in his cold, masterly tone. It took a moment to find the right ring size, and when I thought I had, Colt just calmly said, "Now get the size smaller." I did and quickly had it around my base, ready to attach the cage. Colt grabbed my hand and spit into my palm a couple times. "That will lube up the tube." He explained. I lubed it up and inserted it into my piss hole. I had never done this before and groaned as it slid into me. It was only slightly painful as it stretched my urethra open. "I like knowing my spit is inside your dick." He said. "Just another example of me owning you." My cock had started to harden again, so I quickly closed the cage, only wincing slightly as the studs dug into my cock flesh. I locked it, and the deed was done. My cock was now Colts prisoner. He reached over and gave it a hard slap which elicited a small cry from me. "Oh, daddy likes this. Daddy likes this a lot!" He laughed. "This is going to make my little bitch miserable very soon. Now load up a fat pipe faggot." He instructed me. "I hadn't planned on smoking yet, but we're behind schedule and will need to stay alert." I loaded one up as he took off his shirt and we passed it back and forth till it was gone. He pulled out a little envelope that had a sheet of paper in it. I had no idea what acid was as he tore off two little squares and placed them on my tongue. "Now, put the blindfold on." I did and he pulled me into him, his arm around me as my back rested against his strong, bare chest. We traveled down the road like this for a while as I enjoyed the feeling of my big strong Master's arm holding me, lightly stroking my chest and nipples as the truck gently swayed on the highway. After a while, I started feeling strange. Like I was floating out of my body. I realized the acid was starting to kick in, but didn't freak out. I trusted Colt, my best friend, my lover, my Master, implicitly. If anything, the acid was taking my love and devotion to Colt even deeper and I felt it way down in my soul, filling me with peace and warmth. Colt could tell this new drug was taking effect on me. I didn't even notice he had pulled the truck over until he was removing his arm from around me. I whimpered at this loss of connection. I could hear him rummage around in the bag, then felt something pressing against my lips. I parted them and a penis shaped gag entered my mouth and was quickly buckled tight. I moaned onto the gag as he spread my legs apart and fingered my hole. My nostrils were assaulted with the unmistakable odor of Icy Hot as a plug was pushed into my pussy. The burning started immediately as I moaned louder. The quick sudden pain on my nipples told me Colt had attached clamps to them. Finally, he placed noise canceling headphones on me. Pulling me back against his body, he pulled back onto the road. I started hearing stuff through the headphones. At first it was just sex noises. The sounds of men moaning and groaning as flesh pounded against flesh. The sounds of whips being used as men cried out in pain and pleasure. A rag reeking of poppers was placed over my nose. I breathed deeply, further melting my mind. Then his voice started. "You are my slave. You live to serve me. You are a pathetic faggot bitch whose only purpose is to satisfy your Master. You live for my cock. You live to worship my cock, my body, my feet, my musky asshole. You are just a lowlife fag who is thankful to serve your Master. You want my cock inside you. Deep inside you. You want my cum and piss filling your faggot slave holes. You would do anything for my cock. Anything I say. You want other men's cock deep inside you. You want their cum filling you up. You are a cumdump. A receptical for men's bodily fluids. You are a toilet. A urinal. You are a whore. A slut. A pig. You want to degrade yourself for my pleasure, my entertainment. You want nothing more than to please me. You will do anything I tell you to do. You will never question me. You will only obey." I was lost in a trance, falling deeper and deeper into Colt's dark, demented world, and I let out a surprised yelp as the plug in my ass came to life. It started vibrating and thrusting into me, hitting my prostate over and over as Colt's hypnotic voice continued on a loop. My hips started gyrating and my moans increased as reality slipped away and I entered a new plane of existence. I could feel the pain in my cock as it strained to get hard in its confines, pushing the studs deeper into my tender flesh. Colt would randomly reach down and smack my cage hard, causing me to yell while sending fireworks throughout my entire body. He would yank on my tit clamps which would only make my cock strain harder. After God only knows how long, many hours no doubt, (time was meaningless to me) we pulled into a gas station to fuel up. Colt removed my gear, except for the cage, and gave me a pair of tiny, nylon running shorts and the flip-flops. "Go in the store and buy a pack of Marlboro lights." He ordered me, handing me cash and my i.d. This was odd because Colt didn't smoke, but that honestly didn't even register in my brain at the time. Nor did it register that I was practically naked and high as a kite. Colt ordered. I obeyed. Even in my fucked up state I could feel all the eyes on me as I walked in. I didn't pay attention to them as I glided up to the counter. Maybe I should have, but I was too high. If I was paying attention, I would have noticed all the eyes on my ass and the giggles and pointing. What I had no idea of, is that the tiny black shorts I was wearing had white letters on the back that said 'cumdump'. If I had known that, I probably would have feared for my life as we were deep in southern hillbilly country. But I was totally oblivious. But Colt was looking out for me. He watched the whole time as he filled up the truck. I returned with the cigs, still oblivious to the strangers watching me walk away. But Colt wasn't. He keenly observed the reactions. "Go to the pisser." He told me. "Stand at the urinal. Wait for me. Don't turn around no matter what." I was too high to even care and simply followed instructions. I didn't know that Colt was following one guy in particular. And that this guy followed me into the bathroom. It was a small bathroom, just a stall, urinal and sink. And it wasn't clean at all. The sad little air freshener that was hanging up did nothing to dispell the foul odor. I stood at the urinal, staring at the wall as I felt the strange man come up behind me. I broke out in a nervous sweat. Colt pulled the truck around back and entered the bathroom to find this man behind me, groping my ass. I didn't know he had walked in, and I was whimpering in fear as the stranger behind me continued assaulting me. "I'd get out of here if I was you friend." The man said to Colt. "This here faggot is about to get raped." My blood ran cold as I heard these words. But then I heard my Masters voice. "Good. That's my faggot and I want you to rape him. Rape him hard!" He said as he locked the door. I felt a sense of relief when I knew my Master and protector was there. A relief that quickly vanished as I felt my shorts being ripped down. The man meant business as I felt his hard cock pressing against my hole. "Don't be gentle." Said Colt. "Hurt that fucker!" The man laughed as he grabbed my throat and slammed himself into me with one deep, hard thrust. Every nerve in my body exploded as the acid gave me sensations I had never felt before. His cock wasn't that big, but it still hurt as he had no pretense of being gentle. He started pounding me and pushed my face into the wall as I whined and cried. "Oh yea, that's it." Purred Colt, as he held poppers under my nose. "Use that stupid faggot. Fuck that queer pussy. Don't hold back! Shove that cunts face into the urinal!" And the man didn't hold back. He pounded the shit out of me as Colt urged him on. The smell of stale piss filled my nostrils as I was raped. Lick that urinal faggot!" Colt ordered. I didn't even think as my tongue shot out and started desperately licking at all the crusty, dried yellow stains. I'm sure some of it was old cum. It didn't take long before he was pumping his anonymous seed into my hungry guts. I was flying as I felt his cock throb and flex inside me. As soon as he pulled out, I instinctively dropped to my knees and started sucking him clean. "If you gotta piss, the fag will drink that down too." Said Colt. The man just laughed and started his flow into my toilet mouth. Colt snapped pics of my first official use as a truck stop urinal. When the man finished, he just zipped up and left. Didn't even say thanks. We followed and jumped in our truck and drove away. "That was hot, slut!" Colt praised me. "Wish we could have stayed longer, but too risky." We drove a bit and Colt pulled off onto a country road. He dragged me out of the truck and pushed me against it as he pulled down my shorts. With no warning he slammed his hard cock all the way into me. I screamed as much from pleasure as from pain. "Oh yea, you dirty little whore. Scream for me. Scream for your Master, you disgusting truck stop whore! You're such a filthy faggot, taking strangers dicks in a dirty bathroom. Taking strangers loads in you nasty pussy. You are a fucking pig, you piece of shit!" Colt plowed me hard as he fucked my mind and my ass. It was only a couple minutes before he was blasting his load into me to mix with the strangers. Then he quickly plugged me, clamped me, blindfolded me, gagged me and we were off again down the road, his homemade hypno playing in my ears. I could smell a cigarette and I knew Colt had lit one up. I continued to float on acid and T, and the cigarette smell aroused me. I was surprised as I hated smoking. But my logical mind wasn't there. Only my drugged up, sexually charged one was. And it liked it. A lot. Just another unrealized fetish. The rest of the trip was pretty uneventful. I kept the gear on me, and occasionally Colt would have me hit the poppers. When he had to piss, I dutifully drank it down. Then he'd let me relieve myself into the bottle. Nothing happened the next couple times we got gas, and we finally arrived at 1am Tuesday morning. We checked into our motel. It was pretty cheap and sleazy, but like Colt said, that's the kind of place a whore like me deserves. And he was right. It was full of partying college students, so not very quiet. But that didn't matter. Colt of course made me carry everything in wearing just my skimpy shorts. The college kids snickered and pointed and called us faggots. Colt would just smile and pull the back of my shorts down, showing them my ass, even smaking it. The kids went crazy and hooped and hollard. "This cumdump will be available tomorrow for use." Colt announced out loud to anyone listening. This only made my cock strain more in its cage. Colt let me take a quick hot shower before he had me draw him a nice hot bath to relax after 18 hours of driving. He had me sit in there with him and wash his body as we smoked weed and chilled. When he was done, he had me give him a full massage before we crawled into bed for what he told me would be my last night of rest for the next several days. Of course, he gave me one more fuck. He placed my legs over his shoulders as he entered me again. This time as I wore the headphones, he made me look him in the eyes and repeat back to him the words as they flooded my brain. Of course, after hearing it hundreds of times, I practically had it memorized. "I am your slave. I live to serve you. I am a pathetic faggot bitch whose only purpose is to satisfy my Master. I live for your cock. I live to worship your cock, your body, your feet, your musky asshole. I am just a lowlife fag who is thankful to serve you Master. I want your cock inside me. Deep inside me. I want your cum and piss filling my faggot slave holes. I would do anything for your cock. Anything you say. I want other men's cocks deep inside me. I want their cum filling me up. I am a cumdump. A receptical for men's bodily fluids. I am a toilet. A urinal. I am a whore. A slut. A pig. I want to degrade myself for your pleasure, your entertainment. I want nothing more than to please you. I will do anything you tell me to do. I will never question you. I will only obey." My eyes never left his beautiful green ones as he bored into my very soul, claiming me, dominating me, owning me. After the 4th time of repeating these words, he finally said, "Good boy. Here's your reward." as he gave me his most precious gift. "Thank you Sir." I whispered as his lips covered mine. I drifted off to sleep, my cunt leaking his cum. My Masters strong arms holding me tight as his voice played endlessly in my ears.

Your first name (or a name you'll respond to): dump Your cell number (for texts and voice calls): 07849380034 or 447849380034 A location (be at least as specific as a zip code): Glasgow, Scotland Times you're generally not available: available most days Age: 27 Height: 5'11 Weight: 13 stone Ethnicity: white

As a older bottom I love taking young cock bare, but they can be some of the worst when it comes to wanting to play safe, what I usually do to convince the young tops to breed is 1) making sure I let them know the only way there cock enters me is bareback and 2) I make sure to run there cock on my hole and keep there cock near and around my hole, usually the natural need for them to breed starts to take over and a combination of sucking them till completion and stopping them and bring there cock to my hole to rub, they end up saying fuck it and will shove it deep bare and breed

My Nephew lives with after my brother threw him out after coming out. I have him the granny flat to live in, he currently is finishing high school, and is on mid term break for another week. I came home today and walk to the kitchen, which looks out to the back and I see my Nephew thrust his cock into an Indian boy, I couldn't stop watching for about 25 minutes as he fucked this young lad, he was moaning as he came hard into him, I stepped away from kitchen window, thinking that I would love him to fuck me. I won't until he is 18 try to get him in my bed. And honestly I didn't think he was versatile I thought he was bottom.

For me, it was when I got off meds that I found more excitement. I guess the risk that I could get sick, but even more sex with others, especially negative guys.

A view from the other side of the coin : For me, here in Australia, there is absolutely no shortage of white guys to breed. I have plenty. Around 35 regulars (most are white, incl 11 married guys). Whether we like it or not, its a massive fetish and its on the bucket list of so many. Being a barebcker, you would think the vetting process would be easy, because i would just ignore those who are into safe sex. But i end up getting messages from "safe only" guys who are willing to break their own rules just for some BBC. Even had one guy who told me i had saved him a trip to America. Don't really use hookup sites that often though, last time i set up on one, i got 214 messages in 1 hr. Best thing is i get to enforce the Raw is law message. I have zero tolerance for guys who want to waste my time or try to ask questions. If you want my BBC, we meet and i breed you. I never pull out, need to pump my seed deep inside you. Its quite annoying though that some guys just don't get it. There is no sitting on the fence with raw fucking. If you do it, then do it properly, and go all the way. Its either you are in or out

I’m a STRAIGHT student in my first year of Uni’ my only problem in life was I am broke, sitting in my room one evening watching porn (as any self-respecting 18 year old does) thinking about how I could make some money a pop up hit the screen showing a guy on a web cam show mmm there’s an idea, how hard could it be show off my blonde slim young body and get paid!!! at 130 lbs 5ft6 with not an ounce of fat, sporting a 8 inch uncut cock and heavy balls, I thought I was bound to be a hit, perfect plan. It was really easy to set up my account all I had to do was unload a profile picture, confirm my status, easy Virgin, sexuality very straight done, location Brighton UK. The site confirmed I would get paid for private shows. Ok time to go live with my cam’ once online I quickly got a message for a PVT show from user Brighton123 and I hit accept. Brighton123 was straight to the point with Hey Sexy strip for me. I removed my tee shirt and started playing with my showing my hairless slim toned body, tiny waist and six pack, he messaged back nice sexy so take the rest off, I removed my jeans and turned round to show my sweet little bubble butt, turning back round to show the outline of my hard throbbing meat under my briefs, come on sexy show me that sexy butt so I pulled my briefs down and cupped my butt cheeks in my hands, damn that’s might fine the message came back, I’d love to fuck your butt, I’m not gay sorry. No problem sexy just bend over and show me your ring I am the paying customer, so I bent over and exposed my ring to the cam, perfect the message came back. Now wank for me and cum over your chest so I laid down showing Brighton123 my hole, heavy balls and hard 8 inch cock, soon enough my balls started to hardened as the cum realised from my sack and worked its way up my throbbing cock exploding out of the head releasing at least 7 large shots of cum over my chest, nice now eat it, the message came so I licked up the salty cum licking my lips. Brighton123 then messaged me saying if your not gay why are you doing this? I replied I am desperate for the money, oh that a shame you’ll get jack shit on this site, look me up on BreedingZone and message me if you want to make some real money. Okay I replied and he signed out. I checked my cam account and was in credit by £3.82 damn that’s no good. Logging out of the cam I was angry all that for 3 quid that’s BS I thought, after a short while I had created a BZ account and looked up Brighton123 the picture showed a really fit guy in his forties with a massive cock and low hanging balls, the head of this cock was purple and so big, why was I getting hard? Why was I turned on? I’m straight! The next picture was of him shooting a load on the hole of a slim mixed race twink damn it was hot. Any way I decided to message him to find out about his offer, soon enough he messaged back to cut a long story short it ending up with him sending an Uber over to pick me up as I was local. I arrived as I pressed the doorbell my stomach was in knots, soon enough the door opened and this stud of a man welcomed me in introducing himself as Jay. We sat in Jays kitchen drinking a beer, then Jay said so you want to make some real money? Yes, easy reply. Jay explained that he runs a successful private gay sex business and could earn anything up to £1k depending on what I was prepared to do, he explained that a top fucking gets 30% of the take the bottom 70%. I was really confused here I was being offered good money for gay sex. Jay said no pressure just think about it, he also said he was putting on a show with a twink that night and that I was welcome to watch or take part. Jay said “look sign these agency release forms, no pressure just in case you want to take me up on my offer”. Mistake I signed without reading, Jay basically owned me as I would later find out and that I could not refuse any load and that the only release from the contract was his choice. My head was still spinning when the door opening and this sweet mixed race twink came in (the one for the BZ picture, I was sure) who’s this the sexy twink said Jay said I don’t know his name but he seems interested in being with us tonight for the show. Awesome the sexy twink said as he went straight to Jay and kissed him, then to my surprise he came over and started kissing me I was in shock but so hard at the same time he reached round and cupped my but cheeks and said damn sexy. Jay said come on stop he is cock is tenting his trackies, was I gay really!!! Jay said to Max the twinks name go get me cleaned up and I was taken into a bathroom, really strange it had chains hanging from the ceiling, Max started kissing me and before I knew it I had wrist cuffs on both arms and was attached to the chains. Max stood back and shouted to Jay that I was ready, ready for what I thought. Jay came in with a Camara on a tripod and said lets get started and spoke into the mic’ “Pigs a special night show tonight, we have a new twink a straight Virgin and he’s going to be breed tonight by both Max and I, with High Viral load unmedicated POZ cum, please welcome are new fresh cumdump, if any one wants to come round and breed him your welcome you know the fees, POZ cum only, he is getting gifted tonight Pigs” Max get his clothes off now and Max stripped me as I swore at them both, to which Jay said “Dumb fuck Uni boy read before you sign your life is mine now” Max shave the fucker, Max picked up the clippers and shaved all the hair from my head, grade zero. Jay the looked at me and said “nice, clean” he then asked me if I wanted Max to use the clipper on the rest of my body hair, to which I said NO fuck off. Great answer Piggy Jay said, Max get the hair removal cream and be sure to coat him good. Max came back and soon enough I was coated with the hair removal cream with extra on my cock, balls and hole, it was cold from the fridge but that didn’t last long for fifteen long long minutes my body was on fire and I cannot describe the pain in my nut sack it so intense. As I was screaming, Jay was looking at his Laptop and counting the number of pigs that wanted to breed me, 15 POZ fuckers so far, come on guys we need more, text your mates get them round he said into the Mic’. After 15 minutes Max turned on the shower above my head and the hair removal cream washed off leaving me as naked and hairless and smooth as the day I was born. Look at him now pigs Max said the count is 35 now, fuck your fucked, fucked, fucked Max said as he read out one of the messages into the Mic’ Aids Fucker is coming, he is full blown now and med’ resistant .😊 Max and Jay stripped off their clothes and I was greeted with the sight of Jay’s huge cock, Max’s cock looked as long, but Jay’s was so thick like a beer can. Max had a silver cock ring and ball stretcher with nipple piercings. Max get the dumb fuck set up. Okay said Max. He came over and pulled my legs apart and clamped them in chains, then got a ball stretcher and yanked down hard on my sack, I screamed whilst he attached the ball stretcher, then a thick silver cock ring was slide over and my cock and balls where extended and throbbing red, at which point he surprised by fully sucking me cock down his throat pulling my foreskin back over the engorged purple head of my cock, it felt so good my cock throbbed and throbbed as he worked his throat around my cock, I wanted to cum and my ball were busting but the ball stretcher was preventing any release. Jay said good work Max he passed on cumming for this dumb fuck, now do his nipples, Max took a needle and pieced both nipples the pain was immense as he fitted rings with a chain between then adding weights to pull at my nipples. Okay good work Max, lets get that Negative cumdump down and into the basement, chains where attached to my wrist cuffs and then to my ankle cuffs as he released me. I was walked down into this basement with all kinds of stuff hanging from the walls, slings, benches whip’s and huge dildo’s everywhere. Cameras and mirrors everywhere to capture all angles. Jay said to Max get him in the stocks I was bent over arms and head secured in the stocks, at which point I said please Sir don’t do this, Jay laughed and said it’s your fate, if you only read before you signed the contract both you and Max have that in common Cumdump. Jay pulled my legs apart and secured them in place. Jay then spoke into the Mic’s “look at that small pink hairless Virgin rosebud it will never be the same after tonight, it will bleed, be flooded with POZ cum, fucked and fisted remorselessly. We are going to take a break now, back in 30 minutes with our guests for the breeding, especially looking forward the Aids Fucker destroying his life. Part 2 the Breeding Only if you want pigs?

Chapter 31 I woke up late Thursday morning and rolled over to see Xander cuddled up against Brandon. When I looked closer I noticed that Brandon's dick was lodged firmly in Xander's ass. Not sure when that happened but I was pretty sure it wasn't that way when we finally crashed last night. I left the boys sleeping and went for a run. When I got back they were still out cold so I jumped in the shower to clean up. As I was getting dressed I started to hear some moaning coming from the bed. It sounded like Brandon was awake and giving Xander his first load of the day. "Morning boys, how's that cunt feel this morning?" They both answered at the same time, "sloppy as fuck man," and "sore but so good sir." I chuckled, "damn Xander I have to say I've never met anyone quite like you before. Did you even come once last night?" He thought for a second, "oh sir, nope I didn't. I was so focused on my cunt I never even gave my pathetic little cock a second thought." "That's because your little dick's not important," Brandon said, "god gave you an amazing cunt for real men to use." With that he grunted and shot his load. "Fuck I really should have found a plug for you yesterday to make sure all those loads stayed in place." "I thought the same thing last night, that's why when I woke up in the middle of the night with Xander up against my chest I could feel some cum leaking out so I stuck my cock inside him." Xander rolled over and gave him a deep kiss. "Mmm, thank you!" He got quiet for a second then asked, "do you really think I got knocked up last night?" He was so fucking cute. I sat on the bed next to him and took his hand. "Son, if your body's not in the process of joining team poz right now after the job we did on your boy pussy then I don't think any amount off cum can do the job. Why, you're not having second thoughts are you?" "Oh god no! Just wondering how long I'm going to have to wait to get my biohaz tat, those are so fucking hot." I leaned down and gave him a kiss. "I'm so glad I went for that run the other day and ran into you, this has been one hell of a conference." Brandon seemed to notice I was dressed for the day and said, "I suppose we have to responsible employees today huh." I laughed, "well I think I need too after yesterday, but I'm cool if you want to chill today. I don't think there's anything pressing for you to attend." "Sweet, thanks. Xander and I talked about going back to Marty's and getting some more ink." "I'm sure Marty will love that. You boys have fun." I kissed them both then went down to the conference. I found the session I was looking for and settled in just as they were getting started. About halfway through the presentation I looked around the room to check out the crowd and see if there was anyone I recognized. Sitting a row in front of me on the other side of the small room was this really hot guy that looked familiar but I couldn't quite place him. He must have sensed me staring at him because pretty soon he turned towards me and looked at me. After a few seconds he got a huge smile on his face. Holy shit I think that was this guy named Mitch. We'd met a few years ago at another conference and I almost hooked up with him and his boyfriend but he backed out at the last second. If I remember correctly, he told his bf he wasn't ready to do a threesome. I was so pissed. Anyway, back to now. Damn he looked even better than I remembered. He was sporting a nicely trimmed beard and looked like he'd filled out a bit. He was about my height but definitely had more muscles. He caught my eye, pointed to his arm then to me and gave me a thumbs up sign. The room was on the warm side so I had rolled up my sleeves, which gave him a good view of my tats. I didn't have full sleeve tats back then but I seem to recall he had a thing for tattoos. I felt my cock waking up. Damn this session couldn't get over fast enough. I couldn't tell you a word the presentors said after I noticed Mitch. I don't know about anyone else but ever since I joined team poz I can't get enough sex. I'm horny all the time. You'd think after the last two days I'd be good for at least a day or two but nope I needed more. As the session ended I debated about making a break for it or going over to say hi. Luckily I didn't have to decide. By the time I bent down to grab my bag and stood up Mitch was standing right next to me. "Scott right," he asked reaching out his hand. "Yeah Scotty, and you're Mitch?" "Yep, I was hoping you'd be here. I really wanted to run into you. Do you have plans for lunch? Want to grab a bite?" No, yes, and fuck me now! "Nope no plans. Lunch sounds great." We left the hotel and headed a block over to where there were a bunch of restaurants. "I'm really glad you were here this year Scotty. After that last time we met I've been hoping to run into you again." "I missed the conference the last couple of years. This is the first time I've been able to make it back since the time I hung out with you and your boyfriend." "You mean the time I got cold feet and backed out of you fucking me?" I laughed, "yep exactly, I was just trying to put it in a nicer way." "You know I have to say I really kicked myself for not going through with that threeway. I was so into you." "Don't worry about it, it's not for everyone. So, you still with that guy?" He started laughing, "oh you'll love this. So if you remember, he's the one who wanted to open our relationship up and I was hesitant." "Oh yeah I remember. I was so pissed at you." "Well the week after the conference he finally talked me into going through with it. Turns out I fucking loved it, him not so much." That made me laugh even harder. "That's so perfect, I love it!" "Yep turns out I'm a big ole slut." "So you're not still together then," I asked. "Oh god no, we broke up about a month after that. What about you, still doing threeways?" "Threeways, fourways, gang bangs hell yeah." "Man I saw this party advertised for last night. Some guy was whoring out his new boy, no loads refused." Hmm, interesting. "Where'd you see this?" "On bbrts, it's a barebacking site, oh sorry if that offends you." He was too funny, "yeah you're fine. I never use condoms." "Oh thank God! I was taking to some guy a few weeks ago and mentioned fucking raw and he lectured me for a half hour about how stupid I was being. Needless to say we did not fuck." "So this party last night, were they looking for poz guys to knock up the boy?" "Oh man did you see it too? I mean the ad said no load refused but poz guys preferred, so yeah seemed like a pozzing party to me." "How come you didn't go?" "Well, I waited too long to ask for an invite and honestly, I'm not sure if I'm poz or not so," he shrugged his shoulders and smiled at me. I pulled out my phone and pulled up the pic of Xander I used in the ad. "Was this the slut?" "Yep that's him. Wait, did you go?" "Umm yeah I threw the party." "Holy shit are you serious?" He got all quiet and asked, "so did he get knocked up?" "Well he took forty loads, the majority of which were poz so I'd say yeah we were successful." "Damn I'm so hard right now." "So what about you? You said you don't know if your poz, does that mean there's a chance you might be?" "Well, I haven't tested in over a year and I don't usually ask my partners status so who knows." "Nice! You on PrEP?" "I was, stopped taking it about a year ago." "You are a slut. You chasing?" "I wouldn't really call myself a chaser but I figure it's going to happen sooner or later." "And you're okay with that?" We were sitting side by side so he reached for my hand and placed it on his crotch under the table. He was rock hard. I squeezed his cock and said, "I think we need to get out of here now." We paid the check and made it back to the hotel in record time. "Your room or mine?" He asked. "Yours, if that's okay. It's not that I mind groups but right now I'd really like some quality one on one time." "Wait is that slut staying with you?" "He's not but when I left my room this morning he was still there with my assistant." "Oh my god, you're fucking your assistant? I love it." "Then you'll die when I tell you his uncle is my doctor and he's one of the guys who pozzed my ass." We barely made it into his room before he grabbed me and forced his tongue down my throat. His hands were busy trying to take my clothes off. He broke off the kiss and ripped his shirt off over his head showing me his tight sixpack covered with a nice layer of blond hair. I walked him back until he got to the edge of the bed, then pushed him so fell on his back. I quickly removed his pants and his hard cock jumped out. "Damn you horny slut going commando," I said as I swallowed his eight inch dick. I sucked his balls then moved my tongue further down to taste his sweaty ass. "Mmm, yummy," I moaned. I got him nice and wet and stuck a finger in his hole while eating him out. "Oh my god you're driving me crazy. Stick your fucking poz dick in my ass please!" He screamed. That's all the encouragement I needed. I slammed in balls deep, his ass gripping my cock trying to milk my load out of me. "Fuck you horny slut you want my poz load bad don't you?" "Yes! Give it to me man. Give me your dirty load." I was so turned on it didn't take me long to explode deep inside him. "I sure hope your versatile because it's your turn to breed my cunt now man." "Hell yeah!" He wrapped his legs around me, flipped me on my back and before I could even catch my breath, plunged his hard dick all the way in. "You like it rough don't you slut?" "Fuck yeah, breed my cunt. Harder man, destroy my ass." He continued pounding away for about twenty minutes, telling me what a whore I was. Soon I could tell he was getting close. He started kissing me as he shot rope after rope of cum into my ass. We kissed for another ten minutes or so then collapsed on the bed. "Fuck that was hot. I'm sure I've taken poz loads in the past year but hearing you tell me you were giving me your poz load was such a turn on. Thanks for that." He glanced at the clock and noticed the time. "Fuck, I'm on a panel that starts in twenty minutes. I better get cleaned up. Please tell me we can do that again tonight." "Absolutely, and I might even be able to arrange for you to have a go at the slut from last night." "Mmm the more the merrier." We got cleaned up and headed back down to the conference with a promise to meet up later.

Just started with my str8 older brother 7 years ago. Better late than never! We both wish we had started earlier though but we're making up for lost time.

I was fortunate when I was 13 to have my 18 yo brother break me in. He was the first to fuck me and breed me, then had his college buds use my ass as a cum dump. He took me to my first bb orgy at age 14. I was hooked. NEVER had a condom in my ass,, never will. Take all loads from all guys. My brother taught me well!

https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=259472481 The scene in that link is just so hot I really want to see the full thing!

Dad: “Fuck.. fuck.. fuck… fuck me… fuck me… “, I groaned to the slapping sounds of Sam’s body slapping against my ass, “I want it”, “Oh yeah? So hot .. uhhhh… tell me… tell me what you want”, “I want… your…. Cum… Sam”, I said between breathes, “I really want IT”, stressing the word “IT”. I love Sam’s cock its so hot, almost 9 inches and I love feeling every vein when he guides it in. With Cody being at home I haven’t been over to Sam’s for a while and we’ve both been going crazy to get back to a regular fuck schedule. “…still off my meds … its going on 4 weeks, you’re going to get a big load of unmedicated poz cum today -- making me wait on your hole.”, “Oh fuck…”, the words rang through my head and made me dizzy. Sam said this to me the last time we fucked but now it really made me realize, he was fucking me and he was going to breed me with HIV+ cum deep inside my hiv- ass. I could literally be HIV+ after this session or the next, I might already be. Either way we both knew he would keep fucking me and I would keep taking his cum. Sam kept banging my hole, and my head was swirling, poz cum, being HIV+, Cod, what if I get infected? What if he gets infected? I just kinda blurted it out, “BREED ME SAM!”, it just came out of me. “Yeah you do want me to knock you up? Hot fucker.. Don’t worry I’m going to be breeding you a long time and I’m not taking meds until you’re poz.” “Fuck! Fuck yeah…”, my legs were up around Sam’s neck and he was using my ass deep and hard now with intent and a deep, steady rhythm. “I’m so close Mark, I’m getting there, I’m going to pump my HIV+ seed into you and you’re going to keep it there.”, “Fuck .. I know.. I want it”, “Say it… say what you really want, tell me.”, “I love sex between us Sam, I want to be HIV+, I want it to happen.”, “What about Cody?”, “What about him?”, “Are you going to pass HIV+ cum to him, or are you going to wimp out and not fuck him anymore?”. I haven’t fucked Cod even once after his return from college, I think he was feeling hurt, I wanted to fuck him every day and I knew it, eventually, it will happen, “I’m going to fuck him, Sam.”, “And you know he will probably end up HIV+ too? You sure you’re ok with that?” My ass felt so good, I was so horny and Sam was riding me with those long, deep strokes, “Yeah..”, “Yeah?”, “Yes. I want that. I want to fuck Cody, I want to breed him. If he goes poz from our sex, it’ll be so fucking hot.”, “Fuck yeah Mark, .. so twisted”, “Fuuuuck… I know”. Sam could barely talk he was making that noise he makes, the grunting, I knew he was close, “Gonnna fucking nut.. uhhhhh.. uhhhhh… gonna.. FUCKKKKKKKKKK! CUMMMMMMMMMMM”, Sam’s orgasm took over his body and just like that he was breeding me. It seemed like a huge load of his poz sperm jetted out of his cock directly into me; I was officially chasing, he knew it – and now I knew it. From this point I knew we’d have purpose in our sex with his intent to infect me with his HIV, “FUCK! FUCK! Ohhhhhhhhhhh fuck”, he groaned and really he dumped his load in me. “Fuck! Fuck! That’s so fucking hot.. give it to me, poz me”, I said it just like that, “I’m gonna knock you up boy”, “I want to be HIV+”. He was out of breathe, but leaned down to kiss me and I was all over him; his cock slipped out, but I kept my hole tight so I didn’t lose his seed. He broke our kiss, “Turn over, I’m not done.”, I looked at him intently, “Turn over”, he said again. I moved my legs down and positioned on my stomach, “Doggy style”, “Again?”, “Yes. I’m so worked up I need to cum again while I’m still hard and horny”. I moved again and positioned my ass in the air, without saying anything Sam’s cock entered me all the way without any resistance, “mmmmmm” we both kind of moaned at the same time. “Fuck yeah… breed me again, give me another load.”, “You’re getting it pig, just you wait you’re going to get what I got.”, he started a fast rhythm, all the way in, and all the way out, followed by quick jabs. I had read about bugchasing and thought it was just too crazy, but now, with Sam’s infected cum in me I knew it was what I wanted. And if Sam was intent on sharing his seed and infecting a neg hole I was intent on being a breeding ground for his bug. “Fuck .. fuck... fuck… so hot… love that hole”, honestly I had been barebacking with lots of different men, I was kind of surprised I wasn’t already poz, of course I hadn’t tested, maybe I already was? I decided I’d get tested after the weekend so I could tell Sam and let him know for sure that if I’m neg. This way, if I’m not poz, we will know its his cum doing the deed and bringing, and eventually Cod, me into the brotherhood of poz men. I was so hard. Cod: I heard Dad’s car pull-up, he was back from one of his runs. I’m so horny for cum right now. I can’t help but think that unless he’s exhausted I want and need my Dad’s cock inside me. “Cod!”, I hear him yell, “Where are you?”, “..bedroom”. I was still naked, I liked sleeping late on Sundays and I hate clothes; he came in and just looked at me. He started to undress… neither of us really said anything, our eyes remained locked though while he quickly stripped. He stepped towards the bed and grabbing me a little rough. In a flash he’s kissing me intensely, “Daddy needs to fuck his boy.”, “… MMMM yes”, I moaned, “I need my Daddy.” I was so horny for it, I grabbed lube from the night stand and positioned my legs up, ass exposed, before he can say anything else or change his mind. We have been having lots of hot sex but he hadn’t been fucked yet and I was ready for a big load of Daddy’s cum deep inside me; this would be the first time I’d had cum inside me since Todd fucked me months ago. A quick squirt and I can feel the lube kind of chilly on my hole and my Dad using it on himself. A moan escape me, he’s just teasing my hole with his cock, “FUCK ME! Please, Daddy”, I offer to him in my youngest sounding boy voice. I need it so bad, he just kept rubbing my hole -- teasing me. “My baby boy needs his Daddy’s bare cock?”, it wasn’t really a question he knows I want and need it -- badly. "Please, Dad, please give me your cock.", I begged. Dad: Words cannot express how happy I was that Cod started to beg for my cock. Cody belonged to me, and I needed him to belong to my cock again. Even if Cody got a taste of someone else's dick, he would always come back to his Dad for sex. I lifted his legs up high over my shoulders, I leaned over Cody and stared down at my son. When he saw my face so close, square and handsome, looking down at him, his asshole flared and opened up. I moved my mouth over my boy’s and pushed my bare cock into his cum hole. Cod gasped, as I expected him to, I took that opportunity to shove my tongue into his mouth. My entire eight plus inches plunged into my son, rearranging his guts, I just kept kissing him. In my mind all I can think about is Sam asking me, “Are you going to pass it to him, or are you going to wimp out and stop fucking him?”, stressing the word “IT”. All the way in, I pulled away a bit and rubbed Cod’s stomach, my pubes tickling his balls. "You ready?" I asked with a smile. "Uh huh", Cod mumbled. Cod: Dad's dick was bigger than Todd’s and he was hitting some new spots; the position was a little uncomfortable. Dad pulled back, withdrawing at least seven inches of his man-meat. He plunged back in causing a bit of a whine and moaned at the same time from me, my face contorted and breathing quickened. "You all right, boy?", a little gruff realizing that Cody was having a hard time taking his cock, it had been too long. "I just gotta get used to you again, Dad." I said breathing hard, I was kind of embarrassed by my inadequacies at taking his cock but now that he’s fucking me I knew it would be a regular thing again. Dad started to get into a good rhythm and he was long-dicking me now. A good six or seven inches were coming in and out with each of his thrusts. As Dad bottomed out deep inside me, a dull pain went through my body; Todd’s cock never hurt this much. The pain in my chest was causing me to go into sensory overload. I started to buck my hips against my Father's cock; it hurt, but I loved every second. “Love your sweet cum hole baby boy”, and he pushed his whole cock into me as he said it. "Cod, you’re smelling slutty right now - like man ass and cum. You like being your Dad's cum whore?", he asked. I could only nod, my mouth was open and my tongue was hanging out. Dad couldn't resist my open mouth apparently and I found him doing something else we had never done before as he pulled up a big loogie and spit into my mouth. "You gonna cum for me, Cod? You gonna get off while I’m breeding your tight boy ass?", I nodded again. I grabbed my cock and started to stroke it, clamping down my ass muscles, this caused lots of moans of approval from Dad. He grabbed on to my nipples, one in each hand, and started to twist hard. At the same time, he was really pounding my butt hole with short, hard thrusts. I gasped a bit and leaned back, closing my eyes. I can feel Dad's dick sliding through my ass, hitting all the right spots inside me. Dad’s twisting my nipples like two dials on an old radio. I’m so into it, I start bucking my hips up and down to meet Dad's thrusts, and suddenly I felt it -- I was about to cum while Dad’s dick was deep inside me. My whole body was convulsing, Dad slapped me on the face. "Use it for me, Cod.", he said as he shoved his dick deep into me, "Milk my dick while you cum. Use your orgasm to get me off." The slap brought me out of the orgasm haze I was going into and I started to clamp my ass muscles down hard around Dad's dick. The feeling of my muscles trying to close but not being able to only added to the feelings in my dick. I felt it, and then I shot five ropes of cum with Dad's cock buried deep inside. My abs and the head board were literally painted with my jizz. "Oh yeah, son. That feels so good." Dad moaned, "Pull the cum out of my dick. You want Daddy’s seed?”, he knew I did. I couldn’t think, I just gave his cock more squeezes to show him what I needed. Dad: “Fuck!... ohh fuckkkk Cod, here it comes boy, your Daddy’s load is going to breed you deep, maybe knock you up”, I felt my cock so hard and then my orgasm took over, “Ohhhhhh .. fuck… ohhhhhh… cummmmming” and I started to unload deep inside his ass for the first time in years. I could barely think but I could hear myself talking to Sam, “I’m going to fuck him, Sam ……. I want to breed him. If he goes poz from our sex, it’ll be so fucking hot.”, those thoughts raced through my head as I was breeding my son. I let Sam fuck HIV+ cum into me and now I was fucking my boy and possibly sharing HIV+ cum with him. Cod was just staring at me, he was elated, I bend over to kiss him, but made sure to keep my dick deep inside him the way Sam had done all those times with me.

CHAPTER 3 Cod: “Ohhhh… Dad”, he was slow stroking my cock with his left hand, it felt really great. Then he leaned down to kiss me and looked at me with a little smirk… his right hand found my nipple, “owww… ohhh… fuck… Dad, ohhhh.. “, he knew what he was doing. I can feel him rubbing the head of my cock in his ass crack, it feels great. My precum is flowing heavy and I can tell Dad is wiping it in his ass crack and all over his hole; what is he up to? “It’s been so long baby, so long since we’ve had our private time together. Your Dad is craving cum.”, Craving cum? I thought. When did this happen?. All the times Dad and I had private time, all the times he sucked my cock, and I sucked him off, and all the times my Dad had fucked me before I left for college I was always the bottom and I always took his cum, usually in my ass. Once in a while he’d swallow my cum, and I made a lot of it, but I never once fucked him or even thought of him as a bottom; he was my Dad and he was my top. My eyes must have given away my thoughts, “So my little boy needs to blow his load?”, he blurted out. He pinched my nipple a bit harder, I was being hyper-stimulated, then I felt him push back against my penis and the head of my cock slid into him. “FUCK! DAD!”, I was huffing, “Relax baby boy, Daddy’s cum hole is going to get you off.” I only topped a few times in college, most of that was during the time Todd stopped fucking me, I was a little hurt and needed to nut and I found I liked topping guys who were younger and smaller than me. This was different, I loved sex with my Father, it wasn’t just about getting off but right now with his hole sucking my bare cock all the way in, the only thing I wanted was to bang him hard and dump my load deep. “Fuck, Dad, your hole… uhhhh.. your hole, it – it… uhhhh… fuck, it feels so great.”, “You like your old man’s hole, Cod? You gonna breed it? I want it Cod. I want IT.” Todd always talked to me like that when he was fucking me, it really turned me on when he said he wanted to give “IT” to me – I never really thought about why. “Dad? Oh fuck… Dad, you want your son’s cum? You want it inside?” We were getting into a good rhythm, him riding me, and my balls touching his ass, it never occurred to me that Dad bottomed or would be so damn good at it. Dad trained me how to show love sexually and told me to always take his cum, and here he was begging for my seed; I was really getting into it. Somewhere in the back of my mind I remembered that Todd was positive and fucked me regularly that last year of college or so, but all I can think about is how bad I want to squirt a big load of my sperm deep in my Dad’s ass; nothing else mattered right now. Dad: “Fuck me, Cod, fuck me.”, as many times as Sam had bred me it felt nothing like having my own son’s cock deep in my ass; I wanted his cum more than anything right now. “I want it boy, give IT to me.”, we both knew this will not be a one time thing, my boy needs to learn to give me his cum the same way I gave mine to him. I looked down at my boy, his eyes rolled back, he was in heaven. I’m riding his 7 inches with a nice constant stroke, I know he’s going to nut soon and when he does I want it all deep inside me. “Dad, ohhh fuck… Dad, …feels so good, how are you doing that?”, I was squeezing his cock with my ass muscles the same way Sam taught me to do once he went off meds, when Sam told me he wanted my hole to squeeze the poz cum out of his cock; I started doing it every time we fucked. “Dad! Dad! Fuck.. I’m going to … oh fuck, feels so… I’m going to cum.”, “Do it boy, I want it, give IT to me.”, “Uhhhhhh fuck… “, my boy raised slightly off the bed and I lowered myself as he started to unload, I think he wanted his cock buried as deep inside me as I wanted it to be. It was so intense taking my son’s cum in my ass, it wasn’t the same as when Sam fucked me, but it was incredibly hot. Cod: Dad leaned down, not letting my cock slip out, and we started making out. My cock never went soft, “Does Daddy need another load of his son’s cum?”, I said in a slightly childish/sarcastic tone, “My tight hole needs cum, Cod”, “That’s tight?”, now he grinned sarcastically and between kisses; we both laughed a bit. Bareback sex with my Father felt sinful and risky and it kept my 7” cock rock hard; I needed this so bad. That last year of Todd fucking me, telling me how he was breeding me was always intense but it felt nothing like being naked with my own Dad. I stopped for half a sec to think that I had never really tested for HIV and Todd was positive and fucked me very frequently after we reconnected. I was pondering all this and my cock started to go soft, my Dad squeezed down hard with his ass, looking at me, “What’s going on in that head of yours, Cod?”, that snapped me out of it. I knew Todd had fucked and bred me and fucked hiv-positive cum inside of me over and over, and now it was done, my Dad had my cum inside him …. If I was poz, I thought, I might have just given it to him. Knowing there was no going back and feeling his ass, my cock was instantly hard again, (I lied a bit) “I was thinking how hot it was to breed your ‘tight’ hole, Dad, and how you’re about to get a second load.”, “Good boy. This time, breed me on my back, I want you in control of where you unload, and I want it hard and deep – fuck me like you mean it, like you really want to give ‘IT’ to me.”, he said it again. Dad has lust in his voice when he tells me he wants my spunk, poz or not, he’s going to get it. He slipped off my cock onto his back and brought his legs up, “Yeah, boy get in there deep, really breed my ass this time. I want your cum.”, I moved and got myself lined in position, a quick glance in his eyes, and I forced it all the way in, “Ohhhhhh…. Yuppppp.. “, he groaned as I hit bottom, he could feel my sweaty nuts touching his ass and we both knew my cock was going to dump another big load inside him. Evening after just blowing a load my cock was so hard, the size caused him to moan deeply, as each inch of my stiff, fat, flesh-covered rod, pulled back then pushed deeper and deeper into his hole. "Ooh, yea! Cod, fuck me! Stuff that fat cock inside me!", he groaned as my hips began to gyrate against his body. I loved him talking dirty, with my bare cock inside him, he couldn’t talk filthy enough for me. He quickly realized, the more he talked, the harder I fucked him. Dad moaned heavily, as I laid into him, my bare cock fucking his ass as deep and hard as our bodies would allow. My cock isn’t huge but, it felt as though it almost pushed his ass to it's maximum ability, without causing real pain. Maybe I was just extra horny because it was my Dad, maybe it was the thoughts of Todd breeding me, or maybe it's because I really like fucking, or should I say 'make love'? I wanted to breed him, but I was in no rush, he was going to feel every inch of my cock. We had a real rhythm going, it was as though we didn't want to waste any of my cock or motion, I tried to pull my engorged tool almost completely out with each stroke, only leaving the head implanted in me. Then effortlessly slide back into him, until my nuts were tight up against his ass again. For now, I was in ecstasy, hot sex with my father inside his ass raw. I fucked him steadily for over 30 minutes, never really changing the rhythm, until the point of no return, “Dad… Dad… fuck, I’m gonna cum…. UHHHHHHHHHHHH!, and like that I was dropping another load of boy seed inside my old man. “That was so fucking hot boy, thank you”, he was out of breath, I was out of breath. I pulled out and laid down beside him while we both recovered.