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Chapter 1 – Starts with Gene, Ends with More I met Gene at a bar one night many years ago. That night, we went back to his place to have sex and we’ve kept in touch since. Over the years, both of us have broadened our sexual horizons and have shared most of that with the other. Gene is now 42, tall, bald, and stocky, He has a great beard and a hairy body. I’m 44, tall, with short brown hair and a dad bod. There’s a bit of hair on my chest, ass, legs, and such, but no one would call me hairy. The first night was all about oral. We’d been drinking, it was late, you know the drill. We sucked each other off, and Gene surprised me by happily swallowing my load. The next time we met, we got into some rimming which led to Gene fucking me. Back in those days, we played safe with a new partner. Over the years, our tastes and interests have developed. Gene was the first one to bring up bareback, and I was the first to mention a sling. Gene brought up fisting, and I brought up pnp. We realized that we had lots of mutual interests, so we continued to meet, except now we’d party and fist each other in the sling. Gene came over one Friday night. We had planned a session that would last a few hours. Little did we know what the night had in store for us. I live in a ranch house out in the burbs. It can be isolating, but it’s also nice that we can make all the noise we want without bothering neighbors. Gene still lives in the gayborhood in the city. Where I am, there aren’t a lot of people on the apps, especially if you’re looking for something more exotic. Gene got there, we stripped, and lit the pipe. He was first in the sling. He’s got a great hairy ass and hole, and I really enjoy fisting him. First, I started out by eating his ass, getting it nice and ready for the deeper play. Plenty of Slam Dunk went into his hole to lube him from the inside, then I added a healthy portion of JLube. The same went on my hands, Slam Dunk first, topped off with JLube. We’ve played together enough that we know what the other’s tolerances are and I knew that Gene liked to go at it hard and fast. So, I inserted two fingers to start, added two more, and then worked my fist into his hole. He likes when I go deep on the first insertion, so I went in as far as his ass would allow. While I was in his hole, I’d clench my hand into a fist, letting him feel the fullness. One of the great things about fisting in a sling is that either guy can take the lead. Sometimes, I’d be in control, and other times, Gene would take over and ride my arm. We were having a good time getting his ass opened up, but he wanted to take a turn in mine. So, Gene got out of the sling, and I got in. Same drill with the lubes, and Gene was soon inside my ass. I prefer a good stretch at the start and Gene provided that to me, He would leave his knuckles at the entrance to my hole and flex them, letting me really feel my hole being opened up. We also did some depth play. We decided to take a break and smoke some more. That also meant checking the apps. Imagine my surprise when a couple showed up on nkp that was reasonably close by. They were both into fisting and pnp, So I sent them a message. It turns out they had moved in recently and were noticing the lack of available play friends in the area. We exchanged info, and I invited them over. They said they’d be there in about 30 minutes and had product that they could share. Will and Tom arrived as expected. They were psyched to find serious players nearby, and we all hoped that this would work out. They’re both mid-30s and handsome. Short hair, nice, toned bodies, and great personalities. Will is hairy and taller than his smooth husband, Tom. They quickly stripped down to jock straps and offered up their stash. We had a pipe ready to go, so we started with that. While we were smoking, I started playing with Will, and Gene went with Tom. We were fondling each other, tweaking nipples, and fingering holes. They seemed willing and eager, so Gene suggested that Tom get in the sling. He got in, and we got him settled with the stirrups and made sure that poppers were nearby for both. I could tell that Gene was excited about getting to fist this handsome man. The lube process was the same as before, and Gene started gently probing Tom’s hole. After just a short while, Tom said, “Just stick it in already!”. So Gene did. His hand slid easily in Tom’s ass, showing the skill of the younger man. Tom’s face showed his pleasure at being fisted by Gene. While Will and I were fooling around on the bed, he confessed that they had a hard time finding other fisters to play with. He told me this could be the start of a good thing for all of us. It certainly seemed good so far. Gene was feverishly fisting Tom’s hole. He’d go in deep, pull back, and sometimes come all the way out to reenter. Tom looked to be enjoying himself and was helping himself to regular poppers to keep the mood high. He looked great getting fisted, He’d reach back and finger around his hole and sometime spread his ass wide for Gene. Meanwhile, I was munching on Will’s hole while he sucked me. He had a nice hole with a good amount of hair around it. I like fisting or toy play with a guy with a hairy hole since it’s hot to see the hair dragging through the lube on your hand or the dildo. Poppers were used by both of us, and I become a total ass fiend when I’m snorting poppers and eating ass. Will was having a good time, and he was a great cocksucker too. Eventually, Tom left the sling, and Gene suggested that Will climb in. We decided to smoke some more before that, but then we got Will in the sling. His hairy body and orange jock strap framed his hairy ass nicely. Since I had already been rimming him, I went for the fisting right away. He took my large hands easily and really liked to control the motion of the sling. That was no problem for me, so I let him spend a lot of time riding my arm. Clearly, both of these guys were experienced at fisting, and they seemed to be enjoying our company. I had high hopes that there would be many repeats of a session like this in the future.

Bare sex with a top finishing inside you is out of this world. There is no way to describe it. Soon you will find out!

Tonight I had an exceptional experience. I was driving home from errands in town, and got a message on grindr from a DL guy I’d hooked up with once before last year (Two loads in the park) last time was a hot quickie, and I was definitely up for meeting him again. He instructed me to head to a park known for being cruisey. I have been meaning to check this park out, but there are two parks in this small town with the same name, and being pretty new to cruising, I’d talked myself out of it. I drove over, and the small parking lot had 5 cars with kids and parents, so I parked on the side of the road a ways off to see what was up from a safe distance. He texted that I should walk to his truck in the lot, and off I went. The last time we’d only exchanged a few words, and so I was surprised that he was fairly chatty through his pickup truck door. I appreciated breaking the ice. It was dusk, and it was starting to rain. He told me to head over to the baseball pitch dugout that had a roof, back behind the park’s bathrooms to avoid the rain, explaining that he would join me once all the cars in the lot had gone. I sat on the bench there and watched it get dark through the chainlink. Once all the cars were gone, he appeared. He’s probably in his 50s, and I am in my 40s. He’s lithe and has a thick local brogue with a big, beautiful cock. I went to work sucking him on my knees. Then he had me lie on my back on the bench so that he could facefuck. me deep. Normally my gag reflex is easy to control but he tested my limits a few times because of how deep he went without enough pacing to breathe, but it was still hot. What a great cock. I was delighted when he said he wanted to fuck my arse. We started with me bending over the bench. I offered him some lube, but he declined saying his wife might notice the lube (which didn’t make sense to me?) It was a tight fit at the start, and I was worried it would hurt, but he is a leaker and soon it was bliss. Before long, he told me to lie on my back on the bench with my legs in the air. This was a bit risky to my mind, because there are no visual obstructions between the parking lot, road and the dugout, but it was dark and I decided to trust him. It would be hard to say no to this sexy man anyhow. He sunk in balls deep very smoothly and went to town on my arse. He did some verbal narration of his enjoyment, which I always appreciate, and praised how my arse felt. He wasn’t quiet either, which was a surprise since I thought public sex was usually non-verbal or whispering, but I was in the moment with him and really enjoying the perfect fit between us. Soon came the miracles. He came once early on, then stayed hard and kept fucking, coming again within another minute. This continued for 10 minutes during which he shot a total of SIX LOADS BALLS DEEP in my arse without ever going soft or pulling out! It got wetter and wetter, and yet nothing leaked out, even when he pulled out at the end! It helped that each time he shot, be buried in super deep and groaned loudly, swearing whilst tallying the load number. He seemed equally proud and surprised. It was so hot, and so unexpected since he only gave me one load when we fucked last year against that boulder in that other park. I’d been tensing my abs and holding my legs up in the air for 20 min straight, so it was a relief to let them down after he pulled out, but honestly I could have taken him all night if he had been in my bed. I hope we hook up more often. Clearly he enjoyed himself. His cum still hasn't leaked out 5 hours later.

[think before following links] https://xhamster.com/videos/sextape-9986743 My kind of fuck buddy

If you're not ready to be pozzed and you're considering going on PrEP, now's the time to do it (i.e. before you start offering your arse).

Nice starT. We all know that orange these days for btms means pnp (NB: it's the same tint of orange as a syringe cap).

early 1980's Maybe I was in grade school or junior high when I first read about "The Gay Cancer" that was infecting gay men in New York and Boston. My first thought that is was caused by just thinking too much about sex with men, but that didn't seem likely. Maybe it was like being around kids with chicken pox...you'd get it by being too close to them. A few years later, I'd read enough to know it came from sex. It wasn't cancer -- it was a virus. That was a relief because I knew from way early on that I was gay. I figured it out after sneaking into my older sister's room and reading her "Seventeen" magazines. Every page absorbed me. "Is it Love Or Just a Crush?", "Best Places For a First Date" and "Does He Want You to Make the First Move?". I wanted to be a girl. I wanted a boy to love me. I also wanted to wear lip gloss. But there was no way I could tell anyone. Not now. Not ever. I didn't know the term "in the closet", but I sure as fuck lived in one. I could never even touch a handsome man. I'd lose a bunch of weight and get those bruise things on my face. The visible signs of the disease would show everyone what I was. 1994 So obviously I'd had a celibate life all through my youth and college years. I'd learned to bury the girlishness deep down. I just studied and thought about the future. My future ended up with a pretty good job. I was hired to do research for a big company in a pretty large city. The details are mundane, but the job allowed me free access to the internet, no filters. It was a nice perk. It wasn't long before I decided to get a computer at home too. Other things had changed. Gays seemed to be everywhere and very visible. Marches, protests and parades...all in the name of equality. I was glad that others were "out" because I doubted I'd ever be able to be. There were also more treatments for AIDS, and there were also articles about possible vaccines. Well, good. Nothing was guaranteed or certain, and I was still afraid of sex and of just being gay. The great thing about computers is that you can access the whole world and nobody can see you. I started snooping around the web looking for pictures of naked men. So much content! I wore my dick out, masturbating to nude guys I'd never meet. I also checked out sites 'of gay interest'. It was on one of those places that I found a link to guys who had a boot fetish...interesting. Men would post pics with captions like 'my size 13 doc martens after I came on them'. Wow. It wasn't long before I got deeper into the fetish culture online. Man, people were into so much stuff I'd never even thought about. There was one link with a warning in red letters: Deathculture.net is distasteful, but it exists. It's like watching a car crash.Not endorsed by this site at all. Enter with caution!! I was reminded of being a very young kid and seeing ads for scary movies where they warned that the film may cause you to die of fright. So of course I followed the link, and found it was a site about 'bug-chasing' and 'gift giving'....AIDS fetish. I couldn't imagine such a thing. Or could I? It was mostly just stories about guys into having unprotected sex. I read every single one. "This is twisted", I thought to myself as I jerked off endlessly. This fetish seeped into my brain and made a home there. This was more exciting than the boot thing. There were 11.000 members from all over the world and the site kept growing. There were photos of guys with plus signs tattooed on their stomachs, sickly guys with lesions and such. And then they started showing personal ads. After a few months, men were bolder and more x-rated with their posts. It was on one of the personal ads that I met 'BBPozLarry'. He lived a hundred miles from me and was a 'top gifter'. I didn't contact him, just looked at the photo of his big boner and read his words over -- and over again. Poz stud will impregnate you. 100% guaranteed results. I have a huge viral load and very high sperm count. Can host or travel for willing neg bottoms What would it hurt to just email him? No. I needed to figure out why I was so intrigued. Had I lost my mind? I needed to think. My college friend Darrel was coming to stay with me a couple of days because I'd arranged a job interview for him with my company. Darrel was a small, bookish guy who had a couple of classes with me over the years. He was scary smart and had a dark sense of humor. He's the one who introduced me to John Waters' movies. He'd recently gotten engaged to a girl who looked almost exactly like him. He arrived early on Saturday and it was so good to see him. "Hey Jonah! Thanks for letting me stay over." He dropped his duffel bag and surprised me with a hug. Weird. We'd never even high-fived before. "Were my directions good?" "Of course. Show me around." "Not much to show, pal. This is the living room/bedroom. The futon folds out. The kitchen and bathroom are off that way." "Hmm. It looks like Pee-Wee's Playhouse in here. It needs a woman's touch." He was right of course. This was obviously not where an adult lived. All I had were electronics, big inflatable dinosaurs and various weird stuff. "No offense. Look -- I am wiped-out from the long trip. Do you mind if I take a quick nap on your couch/futon thing? For, like, an hour?" "No, Go right ahead. I have some work to do on the computer. Need anything?" "Nope. I just..I'm so sleepy." He took off his shoes and was asleep almost immediately. I got online and went through my email. Junk, junk, pics of my sister's ugly kid...and something from an address I didn't recognize. The subject was just "Hi!" How are you, dear? You might know me as BBPozLarry. You've checked out my profile almost forty times and thought I'd contact you since you have not ever left a comment or emailed me. Are you scared, shy or confused? I can tell by the age you claim to be, that you're young and probably not experienced. Your stats are nice, but I need to see a face photo. No way! I was just now trying to figure out my motives...and had no digital photos of myself. Darrel was snoring away as I sat in frozen panic. OK. Deep breath. I wasn't aware that people could even see how many times someone had looked at their profile. So much for being invisible on the computer. I had to think now. The only pic of me (that I knew of) was my corporate pic on the company's website. Ir was taken on my first day when I was in a freakin' suit and tie. Could that work? My only option, I guess. I copied it and tried to edit with Windows. I cropped it so you could only see my face. I darkened it a little too so that it didn't look so industrial. Saved it and sent it in a reply to BBPozLarry: Hi. Thanks for the message. Here is my picture. Sorry for not contacting you sooner, but I'm new at everything. Jonah Done. Can't believe what I'd just done. Now I could take a breath and go back to life. But no. He replied right away. Good Boy! Your quick reply tells me a lot! You are so cute, but look like a teenager. Are you busy now? If not, go to my profile and click on the little blue word balloon. We can chat there. I'll be here for a little bit longer tonight. I have stuff to tell you. OK. My guest had been asleep for an hour now, but I had to do this. I found his profile and started a chat with this stranger with active AIDS cum. Hi. Larry? I had stopped breathing for several minutes. Wow. Are you always on the computer, Jonah? Just saying that you are responsive...which is good. What's up? I'm here with a guest sleeping on my couch. Guest or a date? No. He's a friend from school...very straight. I'm trying to help him land a job here in the city. That's nice of you. You seem like a good guy. I'm not a good guy, 'Good' is overrated. What is the stuff you needed to tell me?? You really want my gift, right? Still chasing? Yeah. I think I do. Think?? Well, think fast because the doctor wants me to start taking a new drug that might lower the amount of virus in my system. I wasn't going to take it, but I'm getting symptoms. It's been a great ride. It's a fun bug to get and a really fun bug to give -- but the fun ends when you're sick every day. So if you still want me to fuck you, we'll need to do it in the next thirty days. Take your time to make sure you still want this, but don't take too long. OK? OK. I will let you know soon. Can you send me another photo of you? I'll try. See you later? Yes. My guest is waking up. Gotta go. Darrel looked a little confused as he sat up. "What time is it?" "Almost five o'clock." "Damn! You shouldn't have let me sleep so long. I'm starving! Is it too early to go eat?" "Just a little, but we can go someplace. What are you in the mood for?" "Just something simple. Burgers?" "Perfect. There's a great bar and grill near work. I can show you the building and then have dinner." I really didn't want to drive just now because my mind was in a thousand places. But we went anyway and ate some great bar food. The place wasn't too crowded at this hour. I ordered a pitcher of beer. Darrel seemed shocked. "I've never seen you drink, Jonah!" "I normally don't, but I've got a lot on my mind." "Like what?" "Heavy stuff. Don't you ever wonder why you are the way you are? Why you do things, think things?" "All the time, buddy. My future wife is an amateur therapist and always to know what's going on in my head." "Okay. Did you ever wonder why certain things scare you?" "Well I'm afraid of getting cancer...I saw my grandpa waste away from lung cancer when I was little." "So let's say that you have that fear of cancer, and then one day you decide to start smoking and spending all day in the sun." "As if was self-destructive?" We had emptied the pitcher and I ordered another. "Yes! You think that's what it is?" "I guess. Another way to look at it would be as if I was daring this thing that had worried me so many years to a challenge.. Taking control." Wow. "That's it, Darrel! Well done!" "What? Why? What's in your head?" I needed to change the subject. "Oh, nothing. What are you gonna wear for the interview on Monday?" "Well...I brought some choices. You said 'dressy casual'. You have an iron, right?" "Yeah. I wore a suit at my interview and it looked odd because the managers were in jeans and t-shirts. One guy had on shorts and flip-flops." We discussed other topics and laughed through old memories...and drank more. Darryl is shorter than me and weighs a good twenty pounds less. The alcohol was hitting him pretty hard. I suggested we leave and get some air. It was a nice October night and the breeze smelled like pure oxygen. It revived him, but he was still very buzzed. He stopped to puke once. "Why aren't you drunk, Jonah?" "I guess I'm full of adrenaline right now." He seemed okay with that answer, and we went back to my apartment. I saw my sleeping computer in the corner, and it almost seemed to vibrate with something otherworldly. It was drawing me to it like a magnet. "Can you unfold your futon thing soon? You don't have to put sheets on or anything...I need to crash." "No. I'll make up the bed proper. Everything is washed and fresh. Need something? Aspirin? Or water?" "I guess....hold on. I need the bathroom real quick." I let him barf as I got everything ready. It was only 9:30, but the night had settled in. I lowered the lights and opened my computer screen. Ten new messages! Darrel wandered back into the room and got undressed without saying a word. He just went to sleep like I was hoping he would. I checked the email...junk, junk and then a long stream of messages from BBPoZLarry. 1. Hi Kid! I'm still trying to get you a photo. I'll be on the site to chat if you're home. 2. (picture of him in swim trunks on a beach somewhere) He was a big guy, a little plain maybe. Some body hair and a hefty build. 3. (picture of his face) It seemed like a Christmas photo taken by a relative. He was older than I expected, but still nice-looking. 4. (picture of his thick, soft dick that I'd already seen in his profile) 5. (indistinct porn-looking pic that seemed to be two guys fucking) 6. "Sorry that I can't get you more. I'm not that far away *hint, hint* 7. I guess you're still out with your guest. 8. I want to jack off so bad, but I'm saving the load for you. Hurry and make up your mind! So I did. I decided I wanted this to happen. It was the challenge I wanted. It couldn't happen now because I had company. I wanted him to fuck all my fears away right now, bui I'd wait and get no sleep for many nights, with a boner. I found his profile on the site and clicked the chat link so fast, I thought I'd broke my mouse. Larry? You still here? I just now got home. Hey! It's early for a Saturday night. Bad time or did you just want to rush home and talk to me? lol Not a bad time, really. I got him drunk and he's passed out now. I'm so glad to tell you that I want you to fuck me raw. I'm sure now. Yeah! I wanted to hear that. What made you decide? I want to conquer a fear I've had for so long...a fear of AIDS, sex and being gay. Good Boy! But there's a little more to it, you see? I'm still trying to figure it out. Letting a poz guy fuck you is a high...it's the ultimate sex act for a submissive man (which I think you are). If you allow me to cum inside you, you will remember it forever. Makes sense. I want to do this. When? Next weekend? Does that work for you? Perfect. I'm as viral as hell right now. Want to meet me here or where you are? I'll come to you. Just send me directions and I'll be there at whatever time works best for you. Early! I won't be jacking off and will need relief as soon as possible. Come Friday night if you can. Will do! I can't wait! Cool. I'll call you with directions if you give me your number. I did. I spent Sunday showing Darrel around the city. On Monday morning, I took him to work with me. The interview process was a grueling all-day event. You spent 45 minutes talking to eight different managers around the company. He was nervous, but I knew he'd do well. He was made for this place. Of course Darrel shined and got a job. He had sixty days to move and be ready to start. After he left, I just stayed home every evening. Larry called almost every night and we talked about our lives and histories. His voice was deep and somewhat 'rural'. So much went unspoken, though. We were both planning on the meet-up, but not really discussing anything. He did demand I not cum until Friday night. Friday was approaching fast. For lack of anything else to time, I got a haircut and picked out some new clothes. What in the world do you wear to go get pozzed? I was so antsy. By Friday night, I doubt I'd slept more than an hour at a time. I needed to chill. So bad. That Friday after work, I was a frazzled mess...all nerve endings. I kept having to remind myself why I was doing this. Why it mattered. I told Larry that I'd leave no later than 8 PM. It was 6:10 and I just had to go now. A hundred miles goes by fast when you are thinking of so much. I should have paid attention to every detail of the trip. But I was already in his town...his biggish small town. I messed up the directions a little and circled around until I found his little street. And the address. It was a tidy little ranch house with a nice-sized front yard that been raked recently. It suddenly occurred to me that Larry might be as nervous as I was. But how? He had all the ace cards. The sun was setting fast. What should I do? Wait? Honk? I was frozen. I sat in my car and tried to breathe. I thought about how easily I could just go back home just as the porch light went on. Big ol' Larry walked out on the porch, wearing only a white bathrobe. He was taller and heavier than I had thought. The light caught his bright grin. "Jonah? Wow...you're early. That's a good sign! I just got out of the shower." I suddenly felt very shy. "Yeah. I know. I didn't know how long the trip would take. If you need more time, I can stay in the car or drive around a little while." "What? Does that make any sense?? Get in here now!" I remembered grabbing my keys but not locking the door. I suppose I had "no protection" on my mind just then. I prayed my legs would work...that I wouldn't screw this up. His front room was neat and 'mature' -- not like the goofball kid place I lived in. It smelled like candles in there. "Nice place, Larry." "Thanks. Make yourself at home, Jonah. You look very nice tonight....I had a whole outfit ready too, but you got here so fast. Not complaining. Want some wine? I bought it special for us, for tonight." "Sure." "Great. Settle in on the couch and relax. Take your shoes off." He brought back two very full glasses of red wine which I never even tried before. It was a little sour, but smelled nice. "Thanks. I'm sorry again for getting here so early." "No. Don't apologize again. I told you already that your eagerness is pleasing to me. I'm eager too! Don't be mad, but I have to ask this: You ARE over 18, eight?" "Oh yeah. I turned 24 this past April." "Excellent. Want to watch TV? I don't have cable, but I've got some movies on tape." "Whatever you want." He pressed his remote and immediately some porn was on the screen. Gay porn. There were two guys sixty-nining each other on a gym mat. "This is old. The newer ones have condoms in them, and I'm not down with that." "Wow." It killed me that I didn't have more to say. Everything seemed to be in motion. Larry had opened his robe fully, and was stroking his large, pale boner. I had no idea it would look that big when erect. I could feel its heat, could almost hear his heart throb through the giant vein on top of the shaft. "You can look at if you want." Oh I did. I almost said 'wow' again. Think. "It's beautiful, Larry. All of you is." "Thanks, man. Want to touch it?" My hand was already reaching before he asked. I cupped his egg-sized right ball, remembering what he'd said about building up a big load for me. "Want to kiss it? I bet you do." He was right. I bent down and brushed my lips across the head of his aching dick. He pushed me away. "No more until you get naked." Some guy in the movie was just saying 'fuck' over and over again. I took off everything as instructed. I felt stupid, but I wanted to suck on that huge cock. Maybe he'd shoot that saved cum in my mouth.... "You follow directions very well, Jonah. Kiss it just a little more, but I'm already about to shoot. A few more times in your mouth and then we're going to the bedroom." OK. I savored those last couple of kisses to that enormous head. He made me stop and pulled me off the couch. "Let's get you what you need, Kid." His bedroom was dark and I just followed as his big hand grabbed my wrist and flopped me on the soft bed. "I'm going to turn the hall light on so I can see your face when I change you forever." "Yeah. Keep saying stuff like that...." "I'm a talker during sex. Get ready. Try to relax. I've got some cream that will numb your ass a little." "No. No drugs. I want to remember this...every sensation." "Typical virgin. You have no idea what you're in for. OK, but I use this as lube...so you'll get some effect from it. Trust me -- you'll be thankful for it." "Just keep talking...and I'll be fine." He pressed his massive body down on top of me, and put my ankles over his shoulders. I remembered his need and his virus. The tip of dick teased my ass hole. "I'm about to give you the best sex in your life....relax. I seldom start slow, but you're special. Here's just the head." I felt like a knife was slicing me open. Holy Hell! "No! Let's stop for now. Please!" "I'm going in until my balls touch your ass. Hold your breath. " He plunged in so fast that my breathing stopped. I yelled loudly. "The worst is over now. I've ripped you apart inside and my cum will directly into you bloody ass. Enjoy it as much as you can....try." I did. I'd gone to him willingly. The idea of him getting me pregnant was almost enough to help me fight this pain. His heavy balls slapped my bare butt...over and over. He held still for a second and grabbed my chin in his hand. "Yeah...you're loosening up for me, babe. You like it now?" My whole being was melting rapidly. "answer me!" "I love it. Seed me. Give me AIDS!" He grabbed my face with more force and started pumping with more intensity. "Not giving you AIDS, baby. Just the starter kit. Look at me! Look into my eyes!" His gaze was so intense as he made one final push. It had happened. His built-up sperm load was now a part of me now. Larry was breathing heavy and sweating. "We did it!!!" "Thank you. What time is it?" "Not even 10 yet. Why?" I needed time alone. I needed to be in my own bed and just not be here now. "You are great, Larry. I enjoyed tonight, but I should go. I have so much to do tomorrow." "That disappoints me, Jonah. I was hoping you'd stay the whole weekend. But okay. Let's go into the living room and you can put your clothes on. Can you walk?" I thought I probably could. The core of my being was shredded, but I'd survived. I felt weakened, and I knew there was blood and cum dripping down my legs. No problem...I'd just take a long, hot bath when I got home. Isn't it funny how a sex fantasy comes true and all you want is to be done with it? I'd call Larry tomorrow. I wanted to see him again. "Give me a second. I think I bled on your sheets." "I already knew that. Come out here...I need your help with something." Huh? I was no help to anyone right now. I walked into the front room and saw the naked big man standing over my discarded shoes and clothes. "I have a back spasm. Can you go to the kitchen and get me a glass of wine? That seems to help most times." "Sorry. I'll get it." I went to the kitchen and filled a glass with wine. Then I heard a sound that sounded like a wet slap. I walked in to see Larry pissing all over my clothes. WHAT?? What the hell?!!! "Oops. Your clothes are stinking and wet now. I'll try to laundry tomorrow. Guess you have to spend the night." His big limp dick let a few more drops fall as I stared in disbelief. I grinned at Larry and shrugged my shoulders. We did so much that weekend...things I'd only heard of. I was completed by this man. The man who gifted me.

Not Entirely My Story. I took a great story and took it the next level with strong POZ overtones. If this is not allowed in this FORUM. Please allow me to delete and carry on. Girlfriend's Brother Pozzes ME While She Is At Work. I had gone over to my girlfriend's house and we were to go to see an afternoon movie and then to dinner. Amy's brother Andy informed me that she was called into work until 4 because her manager was sick. Andy was just about ready to go swimming and he asked me if I'd like to join him. I started to decline as I didn't have a swimsuit and I told him so. He told me that had a few extra swimsuits and we went to his bedroom. All he had were Speedos and I was a little shy about wearing them. He finally talked me into it and while I chose the pair I wanted, and in a flash he was already changing, unashamed, as he undressed before me. He had a great body and I was a little taken aback by the fact that I had noticed such a thing. What really intrigued me was a biohazard tattoo he had right above his long thick cock. Amy had always said he was the black sheep of the family and they always spoke in hushed tones about whenever a non-family member was in earshot. I had no clue what it was other than he was more likely gay, but that did not bother me…all that much. I undressed slowly, hoping he would go on out without me and let me change in private, but he did not. I turned away from him slightly, but I could feel his gay eyes up my straight ass as I stood there naked. I turned briefly to snatch the Speedos from his bed, and I'm sure he got a look at my cock. Strangely, I stiffened at the thought. After dressing, we went to the pool and swam and tanned for about 2 hours. We wrestled a little in the pool and I felt his hand graze my package a few times. Each time letting it linger there a bit longer than the time before. I stiffened, again. "Amy should be home in about another hour," he said. "What do you want to do to kill time?" I told him I didn't know, but I definitely wanted to change first. "Do you need to shower or do you just want to dry off?" he asked. I told him I'd like a shower. This gave me an excuse to change in the bathroom, and maybe take care of this half a boner I had going on. When I got inside I realized I had a slight problem. I had tied the string in the Speedos in a knot, and I could not get it out. I told Andy and he happily agreed to help get the knot out. On his knees, his hands working only inches from my cock, he got the knot out in about 5 minutes. But not without incident, though. His hands occasionally brushed my cock and it reacted to his gentle touching, even if it was by another guy. He saw and felt my hardening cock and said, "Is it wanting Amy?" I just smiled, embarrassed. He got to his feet and asked for the Speedos, as he was headed for the laundry room. "Can I bring them after I take my shower?" I asked. He said, "I don't want to make two trips." I hesitated, and he asked, "Embarrassed by your body? Don't be." He took his Speedos off to show me that there was nothing to i exposing his biohazard tat again. "Well?" I took them off and handed them to him. "Thanks," he said, then kissed me. As he held me I felt his cock stiffen against mine. His cock was getting hard and so was mine. "Does Amy give head? I do," he said, and he stroked my cock my rock hard cock. He stopped, turned, and went to his bedroom. "Joining me?" he asked. I don't know why I did it, but I followed him. I followed him down the hall to Amy’s room. When I walked into the room where I had fucked his sister countless times. He was lying on her bed and I laid down next to him with his hard 8 inch cock pointing straight up. He rolled over and kissed me, then his lips began kissing my neck, chest, nipples, stomach, and then found my crotch. His right hand was between my legs playing with my ass as he licked my balls and cock. I thought I was going to cum before he started sucking me off. Pre-cum appeared at the head of my cock and he carefully licked it off. Then he started to take me down, little by little, until he'd swallowed it all. His sister did give head, but not like this. He was great and the apprehension I had was now gone. I could feel the orgasm coming, my cock ready to explode. His fingers slowly explored my hole with one and two fingers. He knew I was about to cum, too, and he removed his mouth and stroked my cock as my wad shot all over my stomach. I thought he was like his sister, a non-swallower, but he licked all my cum off my body while he slipped a second finger into my ass. Andy laid next to me, and I told him that he gave great head. He held my hand, then led it to his crotch. It felt odd having someone else's cock in my hand. "I want to get a nut, too," he said. "Are you going to blow me or am I going to have to fuck you in the ass?" I decided to go down on him, and I did it directly. No wasting time licking his balls or cock. I didn't really know what I was doing or if it was correct, but Andy was moaning, so I kept it up. He was doing most of the work, his hand on the back of my head, his hips thrusting, much like what I did to his sister. Suddenly, he pulled his cock from my mouth and shot his wad all over my face. He kissed me and licked it off. He got up and got a jar of Vaseline from his dresser. "I thought I made it clear I didn't want to be fucked," I told him. "No," he said. "I want you to fuck me," and he lubed up my cock. He was on all fours, waiting for me to enter him. Even with the lubricant, his ass was tighter than Amy's pussy. It felt so good. It was odd. I could feel my balls occasionally slapping his balls as I pumped, and when I came, I came inside him. "That was great," he said. "Getting fucked is better than fucking because of the stimulating of the prostate. Plus, I got a gift for you!" I looked at him quizzically, but he just ignored me and pushed me on my back. He lifted my legs, fingered and ate my ass. He had me moaning in seconds. I felt myself get close to cumming. He leaned in and kissed me with tongue exploring my mouth. He said that was hot as he leaned down and took my cock into his mouth and sucked me and cleaned me off. I was still horned up when he pushed a finger into my ass. I jumped at the invasion, but it quickly felt good. He looked me in the eye. “We have an hour. I want to give you my gift” he said meekly as he pushed a 2nd finger into my hole. I gasped and begged him for his seed. In a flash, he had his cock lightly lubed and as he slowly withdrew his fingers he pushed his thick cock into me. I felt so full, but it felt so good. I soon felt his trimmed pubes against my balls. He had all of his 8 inch cock in me. He pistoned his meaty cock deep into my ass. I begged for his seed. “Ask for my gift” he insisted. I wondered what he meant, but I begged him for his present. “I want your gift,” I exclaimed as he slapped my ass hard. He jackhammered his raw cock in my ass. I was breathless. I held my legs up from behind my knees. I try to spread them as wide as possible to give him all the access he needed or wanted. “Give me the gift” thinking I was asking for his seed. He jackhammered my hole. I could feel myself wanting to pee. He was hitting the spot in my cunt that I had never felt before. He buried all 8 inches of his poz cock into my hole. He shouted out that he was pozzing my faggot hole. I came all over us. I never came hard in my life. I literally shot cum over my face hitting the headboard of the bed. We both laughed at my eruption. He laughed as he bred me. We were so entrenched in our love making that we did not hear the front door open and in the doorway was Amy with her fingers in her panties watching her brother breed me. I could feel his cock expand, pulse and shoot his tainted load into my virgin ass. I laid there breathless as Andy’s cock retreated from my soon to be pozzed hole. When Andy rolled off he saw his sister fingering herself. “I guess we pozzed another one huh sis” he quipped. I heard two things that made my eyes pop open in a flash. The fact Amy was watching us and he had just pozzed me. I tried to cover myself up, but I realized my clothes were in Andy’s room. I tried to rationalize what just happened and did Andy say “pozzed another one”. I asked him what he meant, and that is when Amy spoke up. “Yeah, we are both poz you see those notches in the bed post” I looked at the notched post there were at least 15 on her bedpost. She said, “there is one for every boy that Andy and I have pozzed in the last 2 years. Ever since, we had a 3sum with our poz daddy and he pozzed us both.” “our goal from that day on has been to poz as many straight acting fag boys like you” she said matter of factly. I slumped my head knowing she was right. I had been secretly craving cock for a while. I just needed a push out the door. I reached over touching Andy’s face and thanked him for his gift. I climbed back on the bed on all fours and asked him to fuck me doggy to make sure it took. Amy grabbed her dildo and sat in her chair and watched her brother breed her soon-to-be ex-boyfriend with another poz load. Wouldn't you know it, he was right. That statement got me curious and I let him fuck me. Afterwards, we showered together, toweled each other off, and then kissed. He grabbed my cock and whispered, "I'll let you know when she works again," and I enjoyed my relationship with him as much as with Amy. Do you think I should do a part two? Let me know what you think. Feedback is greatly appreciated so is hot chat. Joey I am a bareback slut who is surprised he is not poz yet

Dad’s Basement Part One OFF LIMITS !!!! That’s how it always was, no one had access to the basement except Dad. Growing up I used to imagine that he was a mad scientist and it was his laboratory where he conducted hair raising experiments. As I got older, my thoughts changed - was it his private gym - he was built, but I knew he went to a gym early in the morning - hell I even went with him quite a few times. My mind always wondered, but I never had the chance to go down —— until now. Here it was my eighteenth birthday, I was home alone, which was the norm since Mom ran off with some man she met on the internet when I was starting my teen years and has not been heard from since. It was when I was heading to the kitchen to get my breakfast, that I saw it. The basement door was open, not wide open, but just enough to know someone could go down there. Stomach be damned, my curiosity was strong than my hunger at this point. I had to see what was down there. “Dad, are you home?” I yelled. No response. I made my way to the laundry room, which accessed the garage and saw that his truck was gone. My stomach groaned - not from hunger, but nerves. I made my way through the house, looking for my Dad. I wanted to make sure I was home alone. I was still scared of getting caught in the “forbidden basement.” He was no where to be found in the house, but that doesn’t mean he wasn’t hiding some where. Fuck I can’t believe I would think that my own Dad would set me up. I had to make sure. Grabbing my cell, I dialed Dad’s number, he quickly answered after one ring, was he waiting for this call. Was this a set up? “Morning Squirt, what’s up?” he said. Squirt - the nickname he knew I hated, yet called me that when it was just the two of us. “Dad, do you want me to do the yard today?” I asked “It’s your birthday and you want to do yard work? We can do it this weekend, together. Any more silly questions or can I get back to my work so I can be home on time?” he replied. “Yeah, are you coming home early or what, like you said it is my birthday.” “Right now, Squirt, it looks like normal time. Got any other pressing questions?” “Nah, I’m good” I replied. "Bye, Dad.” I hung up and quickly made my way to the basement door. In my mind I expected it to be closed and locked, thinking it was all a trick of my mind. Without knowing it I held my breathe as I made my way to the door, only to slowly release it seeing that the door was still a jar. Nervously, I slowly pushed the door open, exposing the darkened stairs which lead to the mysterious basement below. I squinted my eyes to see if I could see anything in the darkness below. Nothing! That first step was the hardest, I had always known I was not allowed down here, but with finding the door opened I could not help but break the rule. I felt the way to see if I could find a switch to illuminate the mystery, nothing. Another what the fuck? I slowly descended the stairs until I was at the bottom. The nerves in my stomach were twitching so bad that I thought I was going to throw up. I was frozen to the floor, as my hands explored the walls, searching for a light switch. It wasn't long until I found one. I closed my eyes and flipped it, as I thought “let there be light.” At that moment, I wondered if this is really what I wanted. Did I want to know my Dad’s secret? I slowly opened my eyes, finding the room flooded with a red light. The walls were darkly painted and if I were to guess they were black. There was symbols painted on they walls with phrases under them. The one that was the biggest and stood out the most was a circle like symbol, that I had seen somewhere before, but did not know where, and had the phrase under it that said “TOXIC FOR LIFE” Else where there were sayings like “no load refused,” “Seed belongs in holes,” and “gifting is the way” - and more. I didn’t under stand. I slowly moved inwards, noticing a leather pad hanging from chains in one corner, two padded “saw horses” in the middle of the room. What the fuck is this place, I thought. It’s not a gym, because I have never seen equipment like this. As I made my way back, I saw that tucked under the stairs was an open shower area, with white tiles and three heads and two drains. I still didn’t understand. I passed out of that room and into another. The room was painted just like the other, with more phrases. The only different was the symbol, this time there was a huge scorpion on the wall, freaky as shit and ugly as hell. Under the big scorpion was shelves with little brown bottles on them, as well as what looked like plastic bottles filled with a clear liquid. I racked my mind trying to figure out what this shit was and what it was used for. From where I was standing there was a darkened opening to my left and one to my right, leading off to who knows where and what. Being adventurous, I went to the left, it was dark inside so I felt my way. I bumped into the a wall in front of me, but felt an opening to my right, so I turned and continued. I bumped and turned many times again. Shit this was some kind of maze. I panicked, I tried to remember which way I turned and went. What if I get trapped in here and Dad finds me here. I turned and moved, finding relief when I found the opening to get out. I have to be more careful. I discovered nothing with that adventure, so I decided to head to the other opening I went across the room and into through the other opening to find a wall blocking me, but with openings on the left and right. I went left only to find that this lead me to a room with another wall that went completely across the room. I walked to my right keeping a distance from the new wall with my hand on the wall that I first came to. I saw that there was three holes in the wall, which allowed light to come through. I gathered my courage and crossed the room to the middle hole, to discover that the hole came up to about my crotch. I slowly squatted down and looked through the hole - only to see the outside door to the left, which was letting in the light from out side through the frosted windows. I didn’t understand any of this. I went back out and look around the big room again, I failed to notice more shelves holding more brown bottles and plastic squeeze bottles. In each corner was a TV, hung high near the ceiling. As I got back to the stairs, I realized there was another opening on the wall with the light switch. It was still dark inside, so I reached around inside trying to find the new room’s light switch. A musty smell invaded my nostrils, rousing my curiosity, as well as my cock. Why was I turned on by this smell. Moments later I found the switch and found this room was a locker room. The lockers formed a square in the center, yet none were on the outer walls. Entering I found why. There were hundreds of used jocks nailed to the wall with pictures under them. The jocks were stained, some a bright yellow, some creamy, some very dark yellow. I lifted one of the jocks to look at the picture. It was of a naked man who’s cock was hard as a rock, my guess the owner of the jock. I lifted the picture up, to find a name, date, and what looked like a code - numbers mixed with three letters in the middle. Looking around I could see that three walls were almost covered with jocks. The fourth was bare. At this point I wanted out of the basement. I had so many questions, yet I found that I didn’t want to seek the answers to them. Switching off the lights I made my way I back upstairs, climbed them and put the basement door like I found it. My mind was racing - what the fuck was that shit downstairs and what did it all mean. Confused, I wanted answers, but again I didn’t. Was I really suppose to see this? Did Dad make a mistake? I went to my room, grabbed my laptop, determined to find out what all this was, even if it took all day. I logged in and had an email from my Dad pop up on my desk top. It’s subject line was “BASEMENT” - I forgo my searching to read this. It read: Squirt, I left the basement open for you today. It is time you found out what the secret is. It was after your call that I knew you were going to head down there. So here is what I do down there. I SUCK DICK, GET MY DICK SUCKED, FUCK ASS AND GET MY ASS FUCKED. I can only put it bluntly. Yes, son I am a faggot, cocksucker, or if you want me to be pc - I am gay. I built the basement as a sex club for men like me. We get together as much as possible to have sex. There is a sling hanging from the ceiling, fuck benches, a maze with glory holes, and a glory hole wall to suck cock from people not in our “Club.” I have well stocked it will lube and poppers (you snort to get a rush - not drugs), the TV’s are for porn. I am sure you are wondering what are on the walls. Son, we are a Poz Fuck Club, each of the members is HIV positive and each man enjoys passing his strain to others. We do not let loads of cum go to waste - we swallow and we breed. The jocks and pictures are of men who had been converted by our club members. I know this may shock you, that your Dad is a toxic cock slut, but after discovering what you were watching on line, I thought it was time for you to know, learn and maybe join in (this part makes my cock hard) Don’t be embarrassed - I want you to be open about sex even with me. I will be open with you. We will talk more when I get home. Happy Birthday Son Love ya, Dad I read the email over and over. He knew what I watched on line. I was so scared that if he ever discovered my secret, it would either scare him or anger him, not turn him on. I needed to talk my mind off him and the basement until he got home. So I headed to the living room to watch movies until he got home.

So I just posted my first BBRT ad and I'm finally ready to begin taking bb loads. It's taken me a very long time to fully accept my deep need to offer my ass to another man fully and completely, but I've come to recognize that I have to experience the thrill of feeling some stranger shoot his load deep into my hungry ass. Not currently on Prep but will probably start taking it, since I'm not really ready to be pozzed, however hot the idea of it has become. Anyway, I'm excited to be beginning this new chapter in my journey of gay self-discovery.

The weekend was approaching and I was cruising for some action on Craigslist. I noticed an ad stating there was going to be a barebacking fuck party and they needed more bottoms. So, being a committed BB bottom, I responded. The guy (Sam) explained he and his buddy (Nick) were renting two adjoining rooms for the weekend at a hotel and there would be no more than four bottoms - they were both bottoms and needed two more bottoms for the party. They were renting two adjoining rooms each with two queen beds. After exchanging notes, I understood that I needed to be: 1. Cleaned out at all times, including before I arrived for the party. Additional enemas would be administered as needed. 2. I could not refuse any cock and its load. 3. Poz loads were a definitely a possibility, and, were highly likely. 4. The party started Friday evening and continued until Sunday afternoon. 5. My holes were to be available for loads the entire time. 6. All fucking was going to be bareback - absolutely no condoms were allowed! Being neg, I worried about the poz loads, but the lure of that much cock invading my ass over a weekend was too much to resist. I signed on. I arrived cleaned out, but had mentioned my predilection for wine enemas. Having brought my own supply of wine, and it still being early on Friday afternoon, Nick and Sam, the organizers of the party, gave me a nice wine enema upon my arrival - 50-50, white wine (it doesn't stain if leaked) and water. I let it soak in for an hour and just after expelling it, our first two tops arrived, Being a bit tipsy, I was ready to suck and fuck. We had drawn numbers as to who would be invaded by the first cock. I had been lucky enough to be number two, and so it was in no time I had sucked the second cock nice and hard before rolling over to feel its owner stick it deeply into my tight (well, within reason), asshole. I was in heaven, taking my first cock, and its load, of the weekend. One I knew would be the first of many cocks and loads, far outpacing anything I'd done up until this moment. As I was getting my hole pounded by more cocks, er..., more tops showed up. I reveled in knowing that some, if not all, would be using my hole for their pleasure, and that I'd be taking my pleasure from them. At that moment, only slightly high, the knowledge that some loads would be poz, crossed my mind... I also knew that I had agreed to taking any and all loads and that, most likely, I would not know the "status" of any cock and its load inside me. Though still somewhat sober, I knew I was committed for whatever was going to happen to me. After responding to the ad, and finding out the "rules," I'd done some soul searching and finally decided that, if I hadn't already done so, sooner or later I'd take an, unknown to me, and even perhaps to its giver, a toxic load that would poz me. Getting pozzed, or, somehow, "dodging the bullet," was going to be a matter of fate. Perhaps, like some, Maybe, by an odd stroke of luck, I was resistant to the virus. Perhaps not, but travelling the path I was, of barebacking every cock I took, unless its owner wanted a condom, could (would?) result in me getting converted sooner or later. I had decided to stop worrying about getting knocked up and just accept it when it happened. Soon enough, my first load was in, and it was followed in no time at all by three more. Then there was a lull in the action, so, Sam suggested another wine enema, and of course, loving enemas, and wine enemas even more, I agreed. About the time it had soaked in nicely, six more tops showed up. I quickly lost the enema so my hole could be at their service. I began to lose count of who had their cock inside me and how many loads I'd taken so far. Part of the problem is that, since two of us were sharing a bed, sometimes the top went back and forth between our assholes. But also, the tops were circulating between beds and assholes, so who knew what cock was inside them, and for that matter, who cared? After who knows how many cocks and loads, someone decided I needed yet another wine enema. Who was I to protest? After letting it soak in, and expelling it, I noticed a clock read 11:00 PM and things were getting lively, As soon as one cock unloaded into me, it was replaced by yet another one, I was now beyond knowing, or caring, whether or not it had left its load in me. Viral status? What did the word "toxic: mean at the moment? Neither my asshole nor my inebriated brain cared. Yeah, there were guys, who as I recall now, who had scorpion and what (I now know to be bio-hazard) tattoos in the room, but which cocks had slid into my ass - well, by now, I no longer recalled, nor cared. Now I know what those tats meant, but at that point, I didn't. Not that it would have mattered. Poz loads were now not just accepted, they were readily accepted. Poz loads are part of barebacking, and I was an eager and committed barebacker. Poz loads are simply part of the deal, and sooner or later, one will convert you or not. I do recall one guy mentioning, as he shoved his cock balls deep into me, "I hope you enjoy my hot load." I asked him what ne meant by that, and he said he was pumping me full of his poz load. He sure wasn't the only one to tell me that, but which guy and which cock he was connected to began to blur. At that point, I knew I'd signed onto taking poz loads and at this point, so much poz seed was inside me, more wouldn't really matter. The guys (whomever) gave me another wine enema, and after that, sometimes I woke up vaguely knowing my hole was getting fucked really hard and good. I have no idea how many cocks and loads I took. At one point though, I was woken out of my drunken stupor by anal pain! My hole didn't just ache. The pain was intense! Stabbing! I finally realized that that something huge was inside me and that it was furiously pistoning in and out of me! "Take my poz load you bitch!" Well, I was just conscious enough to know that this guy was pounding the hell out of my hole and he was going to pump a deadly load really deep inside me, and... I was ready for it! I just relaxed, laid there, and reveled in the sheer pain he was giving my hole! I was calm, even though the pain of him ripping me open was intense. The wine numbed me and made it okay. I willing took his toxic load, and if he pozzed, me, then it was fate. In fact, as I laid there and faded back into sleep, I craved his huge cock and the toxicity of his load. Then I fell asleep again. I don't know how many other cocks unloaded into me after I fell asleep. I don't care. I just appreciate that their owners deemed fit to use my abused, open, receptive hole for their pleasure, even while I was drunkenly asleep. Maybe it was as much of a turn on for them as it was for me, to know they used my hole while I was "out." Whatever happened to me while I was that drunk, I deserved. In the morning, I awoke, my hole ached, but, as agreed, I stayed for Saturday's fun. Every stroke hurt my hole, which I accepted as my just dues as an anal bottom. with a hole for someone else's use and pleasure, (including mine, even if it hurt). Yes, sure enough, the fuck flu hit me - pretty hard - as one would expect. I am no longer the neg fresh meat at these parties (I am now part of the trio that organizes them, and I know I was somewhat set up, but I don't care, I had it coming and knew the risks going in), but my (not so longer tight) hole is still appreciated by all of the tops. Plus, even though I am a committed bottom, I have enjoyed sharing the gift, both as a bottom, as well as the occasional top.

I’ve honestly lost interest in swallowing loads over time. I much prefer having Men’s sperm swimming in my hole and absorbed fully into my body. Swallowing destroys the sperm and DNA. 😞 What good is that? Much better to take the load really deep, let the sperm thrive and let all the DNA become part of me. I only swallow if the Top explicitly requests it.

Such a pity this author does no longer log in, because he has many points in common with me. Then, I'd give him a big tight hug as he's managed to draw my old portrait, building Jonah's character: - the fear of AIDS and consequent fear of sex (and vice-versa; - consider being gay as wrong/failure - fear ends up in desire of HIV as it's a way to have our fate under control - having sex at an adult age - browsing chasing/gifting stories... but in my case, in that period, I had no guts to take one step forward at least to confront! And if it ever happened, I'd have been running away like a thief. Nothing, I'm fast-rewinding my mind back to first 2000s

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From the sound of her views, it seems like she a strident person with strong views. Unfortunately, people with rigid views can be wrong. If you told her that u are fairly contentious in your medication regiment, as a medical professional she should think of other causes for your symptom —BLIP on viral load — instead of insisting or implying that you are lying. Sounds like she is put off by the fact that you have Syphilis a disease which still conjures negative connotations in the minds of some. It makes sense that you feel judged coz it does sound like she is Her value system does seem to include the maxim: do not have casual sex, as sex increases the risk of diseases. Does she realize though, that not everyone shares her value system. Even the great German thinker Martin Luther ended up marrying, as he could not endure being a priest, and ultimately rejected the idea that Lust was inherently evil. If you do meet her again or decide to continue as her patient do mention how even great Germans like Luther thought differently that her. Maybe it might open her mind? The flaw in her approach is that, as the doctor she assumes u might have the same value system as her OR that you should; and she does not give you options. She does not listen when you tell her about your actions and tries to put the fear of God/disease into you. There are no easy answers for questions about values as what might be stupid or unhealthy to some might be very attractive to other. Many Germans for e.g. might judge Sumo Wrestlers of Japan to be fat/obese/unhealthy however to a sumo wrestler, he is carrying on the traditions of a great sport. We all takes risks- more than nature requires. People who lives in cities are taking risk with the quality of air, food and life compared to someone in a rural areas. Workers in industries are taking risks compared to non industrial employees. I am told now, that even sitting in an office is unhealth as it leads to a sedentary lifestyle. Most of us do take risks, in that sense. Where is the risk justified, depends on the individual and his society. Football apparently brings with it the risk of concussion - is this doctor really going to tell her football player patient to stop playing football? Not likely. Sounds like you are confused about both your lifestyle choices i.e. barebacking as well as medical information regarding it : do HIV meds eventually stop working, and can you really get re-infected if you takes Meds as they have PrEP in them. A good place to start would be to gather all relevant medical information. how safe is barebacking for a HIV positive person, what are the risks of casual sex and barebacking etc, how well does PrEP protect people. Websites like the CDC offer fairly accurate information. For eg. on their website they say that Prep protects 99% but I am not sure if that rate is true for all prep users including HIV poz people. CDC - Pre-Exposure Prophylaxis (PrEP) Print Posting here is great as well as there is some relevant information coming up from the great guys on here. I do believe there is some truth to the possible causes sited by EU Raw Bull. I do know that I once caught an infection coz some horny guys had a piss session in the Sauna of a YMCA gym that i had just joined and before I could do anything i got a serious hepatitis infection! So even going to a gym, can get u sick. Once u are clear about the information, you will be in a place to make a more informed decision. Life is short and each person has to decide what feels right for them. It is possible that you might decide that casual sex and its risk are not for you but you can choose to bareback in a monogamous relationship. I am surprised by your experience but not totally shocked. Capital cities of even western countries can be super conservative and can attract all sorts of government types, most are greedy and some add their version of godliness to the greed. It would be a pity if you cannot find a more gay friendly doctor especially in a large city like Berlin. You should never have to fear your doctor or their judgements. Hope you feel better soon!

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That happened to me one morning walking into work. I had been fucked the night before and the guy shot a big load deep inside me. I went to bed with his semen still in me, woke up, showered and headed to work. While walking from the parking lot I thought i needed to "pass wind" and it turned out to be a bit more than that. A huge blob soaked my boxers. I headed straight to the men's room, undressed in a stall taking my trousers and boxers off. The boxers were soaked and that wonderful distinctive scent of marinated cum and ass permeated the room. I was so turned on and sucked as much as i could from the fabric. Luckily my trousers were still dry so i dressed commando and rolled the boxers up and stuffed them in my desk drawer. All day long the faint smell of my boxers was present.

if you're a Fist Pig like me, Fist Fest (3 are held each year in Augusta GA at a sex resort). is a must (and yes my slutty ass goes to all three) Pig Week: 10 days of sex parties that give new meaning to sexual marathon. Between the daily parties and the private ones my husband arranged or got us invited to, my hole took almost two weeks to finally close up. CLAW: kink and fetish event with piles of sex and lots of education and kink skills workshops (i do several of these) IML: last time i went I never made it out of the host hotel. My legs spent most of their time in the ar. Highlight was the closing party at House of Blues and being up in one of the viewing boxes bent over on the railing and watching the dancers below as two guys took turns fisting my blown out ass Palm Springs Leather Pride: If you stay at a sex resort like CCBC you never want for use any waking moment Folsom Street fair. My penis and ass got lots of exposure and piles of use between the event itself and the parties before and after. I was so used by the end of a CumUnion party the last guy--partner #33 of the event--couldn't feel my rectum walls I was so gaped by that point. So he stuck his hand in me alongside his penis and jerked off inside me. MAL: if you can take January in DC you will now want for sexual use at this piggy event. GayDays Orlando (June). Get super heavy use at that event every time I go. I lived in Orlando when it started and get plenty then. It's a sex well I keep coming back to and am never disappointed. wow! looking at this list I know why my partner counts are so high. Got to love promiscuous living

Chapter 3 – More fun with Alex In Chapters 1 and 2, I tell about a weekend getaway that our friend, Gary, had gotten us as a present. The weekend was a fister’s paradise; we all had fisted and been fisted by numerous guys. I met Alex, a guy who lived near us, and now we’re fisting buddies. Now, Alex was a fist buddy. He came over to our place, and we had a few fist parties. This time, we planned something special for him. We invited Alex to our place and told him to be ready to spend the weekend. He was due to arrive Friday evening, and Jake and I were going to work him over. Once he was well spun and opened up, we had a few other guys lined up to come and play in his hole. We’ve played with Alex enough now that we know what he likes. He’s 40, about 5’9”, and has a nice thick body. He’s covered in light hair all over, with a good bit of hair on his ass. He likes to keep his cock hidden away in a jockstrap while he’s in a fisting session, and it’s hot to see the pouch get wet when some fluid leaks out of it. I’m especially likely to suck him through his wet strap. We spent some time smoking the pipe, just blowing clouds and shotgunning the smoke between each other. Jake and I were both naked, and Alex was wearing his red jockstrap. This is one that he wears often, and he doesn’t wash it, so it has a great aroma and taste. While we were smoking, we were fondling each other all over, but with a special focus on Alex and his hot ass. I had already worked three fingers in with just some spit for lube, and he was lying on his back with his legs spread wide, moaning as I penetrated him. Clearly, it was time for him to get in the sling. We got him situated in the sling, and he took a few more hits from the pipe. He had to be really spun at that point. Jake sat down at the foot of the sling to start working over Alex into a frenzy. I was positioned up near his head, where I could see what Jake was doing and also feed my cock to Alex. It doesn’t take long to get a fist into Alex. He’s usually pretty opened up, and today was no exception. Jake was able to sink his hand into Alex quickly. Alex moaned with the insertion and sucked my cock into his mouth. Even though it wasn’t hard, he likes sucking on it. Jake was working his hand back and forth in Alex’s ass. I know Jake’s style well enough to know what he was doing inside Alex. He’d extend his hand on the insertion, probe around with his fingers when he got in deep, and then make a fist as he drew back. From how Alex responded, it was working well for him. I was able to bend down and nuzzle Alex’s cock through his jockstrap. This strap has seen a lot of action and has a great aroma and taste to it. Alex pushed out a bit of precum to start soaking the strap, and I eagerly sucked on the wet spot. It’s also hot to be so close to his hole when he’s taking a fist since I can see and hear the action up close. Jake worked Alex over for a while and then told me it was my turn to fist him. So, Jake and I traded places. I lubed up my right hand and slid it right inside Alex, turning as I entered. Alex has a deep hole, so I could get most of my forearm inside him in a single stroke. Some more twisting and pushing let me gain little increments of depth. Alex held up a hand to slow me down so that he could take some poppers. I know that when he is on a poppers high, he will ride my arm like the pig that he is. I slowed to a stop, keeping my hand deep inside him, and waited for the poppers to hit. Once they did, Alex started out by using the sling to rock back and forth on my arm. He’d also move his whole body up and down, making my arm move around in his ass. Alex rode the poppers high for a while but eventually slowed down and collapsed back into the sling. I made minimal movements inside him, giving him some recovery time. Once he had rested for a while, I decided to move on to a dildo. I slowly withdrew my hand from his ass, making a fist and twisting it at the entrance to really stretch him out. He likes having his hole stretched, so he really enjoyed this. I grabbed my Crackstuffers Twisted dildo. This toy is long and, as the name implies, has a spiral design that lets you literally screw it into a hole. It’s great for depth play since you can slowly work it deeper and deeper into a hole. Alex saw the toy I had chosen, and his eyes widened. He had previously ridden this toy but had only gotten about half of it in him. This time, I wanted to get it in deeper, so I lubed it generously all the way to the base. I teased Alex a little by rubbing the toy around on his ass, spreading the lube around. Then, I inserted it into his ass, getting almost half of it in him on the first push. With the spiral design, this toy feels great even without twisting it, but adding some twists makes it even better. Alex was clearly enjoying the ride and reached back to spread his ass for me. Seeing this hairy stud taking a huge toy deep in his ass was sexy and exciting for me too. I pulled it all the way out, leaving his hole with a bit of a gape. More lube went on the toy, and I shoved some more into his hole with my hands. This time, we were going to go even deeper. The toy went in smoothly up to about the halfway point. Then, I paused and let Alex get used to the feeling of fullness. I’d shake or tap on the toy, turning it a little to give him some great internal sensations. When I would turn it, I’d use the spiral design to go a little deeper each time. At one point, Alex huffed some more poppers. I took advantage of that to get another inch or two of the toy screwed into his ass. He didn’t know it, but he had most of the dildo inserted in his ass. The base is also pretty thick, so he was getting a good stretch, too. While I was screwing the dildo into him, Alex was rubbing his cock through the jockstrap and sucking on Jake’s dick. Jake can get hard when he parties, so he has a fun cock for sucking then. Sometimes, though, Alex would get distracted by what was going on in his ass and forget about Jake’s cock. There were moments when he was riding the dildo and rubbing his cock in a perfect expression of bliss. Alex only had a little more of the dildo to take, so I slowly screwed it into him. The great thing about this toy is that it’s almost self-guiding. As you screw it in, the guy’s ass just keeps accepting it. That was how we got the toy in all the way to the base. I told Alex to reach down and feel his hole, and he was surprised to find that it was all the way inside him. It’s over 16” long and over 3” thick, so it was quite an accomplishment for him. Alex asked to have it taken out, so I slowly withdrew the toy, using the spiral to help me unscrew it from his hole. It was hot to see the hairs around his hole clinging to the toy as it moved out of him. Jake had stepped down and lubed up his hands, so the second the toy was out, Jake’s hand went in. Alex sucked in his hand up to mid-forearm. Jake knew the depth Alex could take now, so he kept working deeper into his hole. He had lubed his arm past the elbow, and it was exciting to see him slide it deeper and deeper into Alex. I was sucking on the growing wet spot on Alex’s jock and watching as Jake’s hand kept moving into Alex. Jake looked up at Alex and said, “Have you ever taken a fist up the elbow?” Alex said, “Not yet.” Jake grinned and said, “Yes, you have!” Alex reached down and felt how far Jake had inserted his arm into his ass and let out a huge sigh of pleasure. We knew that this was one of Alex’s fisting goals, and it was great to be able to help him achieve it. Jake slowly pulled his hand out of Alex. His hole stayed open, dripping lube out of it. Both Jake and I played around his hole, sticking fingers in and keeping him open and ready. After a while, Alex said that he wanted to smoke some more, so we helped him out of the sling and relaxed on the bed, blowing clouds and fondling each other. Alex was amazed at how easily he had taken Jake's arm and was eager to go for more. Even though I’m a little shorter than Jake, my arms are thicker, so he wanted to see how far I could get inside him. We blew a few more clouds and then got him back in the sling for the next part.

Part 3 It only took me a short moment to regain consciousness. First thing I noticed was my throat was sore and my stomach felt queazy from the multiple huge loads of Vince’s special brand of cum in it. Then I noticed I wasn’t in the living room but I was in Vince’s bed. He must have carried me here when I was out. “Hey you didn’t die! That’s good news for me. I would have had to work hard to dump a load in your ass before you got cold, he he he.” Vince was there playing with my ass. He had a couple fingers in me that he replaced with his tongue. As good as it felt I turned over and faced him, which incidentally landed my legs around his waist and his semi hard cock touch my ass. “How long was I out?” My voice was scratchy as I asked rubbing my throat. “Less then a minute. I figured you’d like to be more comfy.” His arms wrapped around my legs. His hands rubbing my ass. He moved his hips forward and his shaft ground against my crack. “Vince, my ass is sore, my throat is sore. My stomach hurts. I can’t handle anymore messing around.” “You said you’d suck my cock anytime.” “You can’t possibly go another round so soon.” “He he, yeah you’re right. I’ll need a while before I’m ready to go again. A younger version of me would be more energetic and I’d be hips deep in your ass about now.” He continued his humping. Miming out the motions of ass fucking. His dick was only half erect which was impressive enough given his two orgasms earlier. He grabbed his dick and was aiming it towards my hole, trying to push it in. “Vince I thought you weren’t going to fuck me?” “I’m not, I just need to take a piss.” He forced his half hard cock in my ass which gave little resistance. “Again? I don’t want piss up my ass.” “Oh then would you like to drink it?” “Ew no. No water sports.” “I won’t ask for another blow job today if you let me piss in your ass from now on. You’re throat could use a rest.” “Ugh fine make it quick.” I was still horse and rubbing my throat. It hurt to talk and if I could give my mouth a break for a while then I’m fine with taking a little piss where I can’t actually taste it. As soon as I gave to go ahead, I felt a hot spreading sensation in my ass. He was already relieving himself inside me. “Ahhh, that’s a good toilet boy. Oh how I wanted you like this the moment I saw you. Yeah that’s a thirsty ass. Oof drink me up toilet boy.” “That nickname better not stick. God, how much do you have in you?” I was feeling my guts bloat as Vince continued to stream. I hadn’t even noticed that he was all the way inside me. But that didn’t count for much given how he was only half soft. “You’re all they way inside me this time.” “Ah, yeah. It’s easier this way. But you better hope I don’t get a full hard on like this, or it’ll get full on hard at full length. Oh, there we go. All finished. How do you feel?” “Like I’m going to burst. I should go to the bathroom.” Vince kept me glued to his cock. “Not yet. We don’t want to blast it all over the sheets now. Just let it spread deeper in you. Trust me, I’m very experienced with this. The more you wait the more my piss will work it’s way up and you’ll feel a little less bloated.” I laid back and waited for his piss to spread deeper in me. While I waited I considered my situation. This was the fifth time I’ve had his cock in me now? I lost track. But I’m here in his room with it up in me again. Somehow how he keeps getting me to do these things. But to be fair it’s not entirely his fault. My curiosity and minor enjoyment of some of the things he does has also been a factor. At first I thought it was all him but more and more I’m starting to get into more kink myself. I learned I liked having my feet played with. And if I try to think about it with an open mind, sure, a cock pissing in my ass is kinda hot too. Weird, last week I was a totally vanilla guy and now I’m doing raunch with a dirty poz fucker. If any of these kinks stuck I should definitely try them about with other guys. Ouch what’s that? “Ooh seems like I’m getting a little harder, ooh he he he. What will happen to your ass if I get to full mast?” “Ow can you pull out now?” “Why? Let’s see where this goes.” He was now fucking my ass again. This time filled with piss and his hips firmly pressed against my ass. His dick was getting harder and it was bulldozing it’s way in me. It was hurting the more he kept it in. “Ah, no more. I need up, seriously.” “Okay, such a serious boy.” He stopped fucking and slowly pulled his cock out. I managed to clench up but a little piss still got out. “Oops, we’ll I guess that was bound to happen. Oh well it’s only a little.” I slowly got up and left Vince’s room. I got rid of whatever I could from the piss fucking and brushed my teeth. I looked for any pepto but we were out. I could barely recognize my reflection. I was turning into a kinkster wither I wanted to or not. And my roommate was the corrupter. For the rest of the day I managed to go unmolested. Minus a few minor incidences. Vince regained his need to cum and was looking for hookups. I enjoyed my day while he was out. I managed to get a few assignments finished since I didn’t have the distractions. My throat was still a little sore but my stomach not longer hurt. I guess Vince’s cum can do a number on you in more ways then one. Can you get food poisoning from cum? After I felt like I was productive enough I went out myself. I needed time away from the flat and unwind. I went to a local gay bar that was close by. I just wanted a couple drinks, and exchange glances with handsome strangers. I definitely wasn’t in the mood to hook up but the attention would be welcomed. I sat at the bar and ordered a whisky cola. After a few refreshing sips I surveyed the place. A few faces I recognized, some new ones, some creepy ones, some cute ones. There weren’t many there tonight, probably because it was still early. One drink turned into four. I was getting a comfortable buzz on. Not crazy drunk but I was definitely feeling it. I had chatted with a couple guys casually until they had to go meet up with friends. I had an invite to join a group for bar hopping but I had class in the morning and wasn’t up for it. When the semester is over I’ll be able to take a little brake from the crazy scheduling. At some point I needed to take a leak so I wandered to the bathroom. I was wobbling a bit. The booze was probably effecting me a little more then I thought. The bathroom was way in the back and had one of those weird layouts. An L shaped room with urinals around the counter of the stalls. I think it was pretty popular for cruising, not that I’d have any experience with that. I wandered all the way around at the end of the urinals to the only one that looked the least dirty. As I was doing my business someone else came in. He went to the urinal right next to me. Of course he chose that one. Of all the urinals he could have picked he picked the one next to me and we were both at the far end of the room. “Hey there. Nice cock.” Yup, he was cruising. He was a tall 40 something fat guy with greasy messy dark hair and thinning on top. He had baggy worn through clothing and sandals. He had harsh rough facial features and a nasally voice. He wouldn’t classify as a bear, more like a weirdo living in his mothers basement. The type of guy I’d normally avoid. He wasn’t pissing. I glanced down at his dick and he was stroking a fat 5 inch cock with a large cock head, his balls were big but his bush was unkempt. The alcohol was throwing me off guard because I wasn’t subtle enough at the glance. He caught me staring. “You can suck it if you like.” He turned towards me and stepped closer holding his dick up. He had BO. I could tell but the way he talked and carried himself, he wasn’t all there. I said nothing and finished shaking my last few drops. But before I could put my dick away he put a hand on my butt. “You’re Vince’s boy right?” “What? How…” That got my attention. How did this guy know Vince and how did he know we knew eachother? But I wasn’t anyones ‘boy’. The harsh looking guy looked over his shoulder as if to make sure no one was around then went behind me and pulled my pants down. He bent me over the urinal and I was having trouble keeping my balance. Woah what’s happening right now? He’s not actually going to fuck me is he? “I just gotta do this real quick.” He spat on his cock and was jabbing against my hole. His head was digging into me and he put his hands on my hips and slammed forward penetrating me all the way. “Ow what the hell?!” He was fucking me desperately. He was clumsy and rough. I was able to take his length easy enough but the girth was challenging. “Oh yes! Hot ass!” His slamming was relentless. His big belly rested on my ass and it felt like I was getting absorbed into him. My face was almost against the wall. He was too big to get away from and he was enjoying my ass like a starving dog. “Dude pull it out.” I grunted softly. I didn’t want to be too loud because I was terrified of what anyone would think if they saw this. I wasn’t even sure he heard me. “I haven’t fucked a delicious boy like you before. Oh fuck I’m gonna cum! Sorry! I have to cum in you! You don’t mind! You’re a dirty cum pig! ARGHH!” He slammed into me several times as he unloaded into me. His cock throbbed as it gushed. Shit what did he just say? Fuck no, this guy needs to get the hell off me. He kept thrusting in me a few times as he finished up. I wanted him out as soon as possible but he just held me in place. Then I heard him sigh. “Ahhhh…” my ass felt a familiar hot spreading. ‘Damn it, am I getting pissed in again?!’. He was definitely pissing inside me. I could feel it spreading deep but luckily it wasn’t a huge amount. The creep eventually pulled out of me. A small stream of yellow squirted out my ass and dripped on the floor. He let go of me and I fell to the floor. As I looked up at him he stared down at me. “You should come home with me. I have plans for a handsome juicy boy like you.” The sketchy guy took off a sandal and held a foot in front of my face. It was massive and plump like a size 14 and dirty on bottom. ‘Hu? What is he doing?’ He brought it down and smeared his foot sweat on my face. I was grabbing his leg and trying to get him away but i couldn’t stop his large foot. It was moist and rank. This guy was trying to get as much kink mileage as he could. Then he shoved his toes in my mouth. I protested but nothing else I was doing worked so I figured it would be best to do what he wanted so he’d leave. I reluctantly sucked his toes the same way Vince sucked mine. The taste was almost like Vince’s cum, salty and foul, but a bit cheesy. I was hating it, but after a minute of licking his foot clean my dick was starting to get hard. ‘Oh fuck! I’m not getting into this am I?’ I tried to fight back my boner but there was something about the softness of the bottoms of his feet that felt, cushy? Soft? Something like that. I couldn’t really describe it. It was…nice? “Nice, boner there.” He moved his foot from my face down to my cock and rubbed it. He put his hands in the wall to support himself while he was jacking me with his foot. It felt good and I was leaking pre so his foot job was getting slippery. It was so embarrassing. I was getting turned on by it. Not from him but from what he was doing. I couldn’t help but grab it and move my hips so I could hump it in rhythm to his movements. He stopped moving his foot and let me fuck his sole at my own pace. His meaty toes caressing my head. It didn’t take me long to work up to a cum shot. I blasted my load all over his foot and between his toes. My heart was beating fast and the creepy guy kept looking around. He turned around and for a second I thought he was going to leave but he walked backwards towards me and pulled his pants down revealing his fat lumpy pockmarked ass. He spread his cheeks and exposed a dark hairy gaping ass hole. It was large and moist and it was coming right toward me. “I’ve always wanted to do this.” I threw my hands up and pushed them against his huge ass but he buried my face in it regardless. My resisting stopped his slimy pulsing hole from kissing my lips but just ever so slightly. He stank and I didn’t want to rim him. But my arm strength was failing me. He let go of his cheeks which engulfed my head ear to ear. His drooling doughnut hole puckered towards me like a hungry beast ready to devour prey wandering into it’s cave. Oh shit I’m about to eat the ass of this gross basement troll. “Come on, stick that tongue out. Shove it in my hole. Lick me clean.” Luckily someone else came in the bathroom, but straight into a stall by the entrance. That made the chubby stranger jump a bit and remember we weren’t in a perminantly private place. He pulled his ass away and stood up. Thank goodness, I thought I was going to get swallowed whole by that bottomless cavern. “Here, you can have this back.” He handed me my phone. When did he get that? When he fucked me? “Why did you have this?” “I have your number now. I have a bigger apatite then this. I’ll see you around.” He hurried out of there leaving me alone. I looked through my messages. He shot videos of himself fucking me and giving him foot service. It looked like he sent himself the videos too. Also my number and home address were sent to him. Great now I’m gonna get stalked by the living definition of a stalker. I’ll need to get tested soon because that pig shot in me too. I stood up and I was still wobbly. I didn’t bother with getting his piss out of me, I just wanted to leave as soon as possible. So I made my way home. When I got home I struggled with the keys for a bit but managed to get the door open. I wanted a damn shower after what I don’t even want to think about happened. I was tired and dizzy with too much to drink. I leaned up against the couch and stripped my clothes off. I was going to head to the shower but I ended up falling asleep right there.

I hope you like this installment Amy, from the doorway, let out a catcall. Cody tried to jump up, but with Andy laying on top of him made it difficult. Cody was leaking cum from his well fucked ass. “Don’t let me interrupt, it looks like you're having more fun with my brother and my ex than you ever did with me.” Amy cajoled him, With that i felt Cody’s cock get hard again and poke at my ass. I guided it back into me and Andy slipped his into Cody. We were back into a hot 3way fuck again, and Amy disapeared from the room. By the end of the night, I fucked Cody once and Andy bred him twice more. Amy watched for a while, but left to go look for more prey. Andy was laying on his back while Cody rode him and I stood on the bed and fed Cody my cock. Andy pulled out some poppers and took a huge sniff and then handed them to Cody who expertly took a giant drag on them. Andy reached up pulled Cody back exposing Cody’s ass with Andy’s cock still firmly in place. Andy instructed me to add mine. Cody fought a little, but Andy held the poppers to his nose. It was tight, but the more he sniffed those poppers the more he opened up and soon we had both of our cocks in Cody. Andy whispered into his ear, “We took your mouth, we took your ass and you are taking our gift.” “We are going to knock you up, take our gift and then go out and pread it around to whoever you like” Cody just moaned in agreement. I am not sure he understood what the ‘gift’ he was getting. But he certainly went from straight to gay pretty damn fast. After that night with Cody. I woke up chilled to the bone and sweating profusely. I called Amy and Andy and they both rushed over to take care of me. Andy told me I was converting. They both stayed with me for a few days and even Cody came by to see what he was in for in a couple of weeks. I guess Amy took him aside and told him what the gift was. I guess he had been working his way through his closeted homophobe gym buddies one-by-one. (Maybe more on his adventures later). While he was there he coaxed me into a blowjob which led to him fucking me. I was in no condition to say no. Hell, even Andy took advantage of me in my weakened state fucking my ass several times a day. Of course, I sucked them clean when I was done. Fast Forward a few weeks Cody came down with the “flu”, and we all took advantage of him and surprisingly a lot of the gym studs did too. I guess when Cody decided he was going to get anyone that showed interest in him. He was the manager of the local chain gym that caters to the MILFs, guys with dad-bods and college jocks trying to hold onto their prime. He gave me and Andy free memberships. Within a week, we had scoped out about 10 guys we wanted to add to our little club from some hot dads to the college jocks. Amy had some MILFs picked out but that is another story in another forum. So Andy being the aggressor picked his first target. Jake a 35 year old, college QB who added about 30lbs since college and was now struggling to get it off. His wife no longer interested in sex. He hit on anything with a pulse. He even flirted with Andy and I knowing we were “friendly” having caught me sucking Andy in the shower. All part of Andy’s plan to get Jake comfortable with the idea of guys sucking. Andy figured if he did not report us to Cody. He was cool with it and maybe even down with it. Sone we learned his gym schedule. He would be there until close on Friday nights. So, we made a deal with Cody for his first conversion to do it at the gym. He was all for it. We all toiled away at the weights and cardio making small talk about this and that. Jake avoiding eye-contact with Andy and I as much as possible. Cody locked up for the night and told Jake that he, Amy, Andy and I were going to hang out and hit the sauna and hot tub that was for the exclusive members and drink some beers and he was welcome to stay. He tried to say he had no swim trunks and Cody assured him that we were all friends and he would not need them, and with that Amy flashed him her boobs as enticement. He was all-in. We all stripped down in the locker room with Andy fluffing his 8inch cock, Cody pumping his seven and me with my six gun leaving Jake with a 10 inch python. No wonder his wife had lost interest. He probably wrecked her everytime he fucked her. Cody grabbed us all a beer and we eased into the whirlpool with Amy sitting next to Jake and Andy next to her then Cody and I close-by. Jake was looking relaxed, but I could tell something was going on underneath the bubbles. Jake looked over at Amy, she just smiled and slipped out of the water. It was then that he realized the hand on his cock was Andy’s, but he did not fight it. His eyes rolled back into his head. Andy had magic hands. Cody convinced him to sit up on the edge of the pool and Jake did. Cody swallowed his cock as far as he could. Andy sucked on his large nuts and I kissed and licked his nipples. Amy, her job was done, She just watched from the corner. Cody slowly let his fingers swirl around Jake’s rosebud of a virgin ass. The 4 of us spilled out of the whirlpool and into the sauna. Where I got behind Cody and started to eat his ass. Cody was now throating Jake’s over-sized cock. Andy moved me out of the way and spit-roasted Cody for Jake to see. Jake was enjoying his blowjob, but wanted to fuck. Andy pumped into Cody for a good 5 minutes when Jake asked if he could fuck Cody. Andy nodded yes, but not before pumping a toxic load into Cody. Cody had Jake lay down on one of the benches then he straddled him and lowered himself down on Jake’s massive tool. I could see Andy’s load dribble down Jake’s member. They were a little awkward in getting their rhythm, but son Jake was slamming his 10 inch pole into Cody’s eager ass. I did my best to eat Jake’s virgin untainted hole, but I was able to get a finger in him and help him cum a little quicker. HE was totally flush from the fuck and the hear of the sauna. So, we scampered into the group showers. Where I got a chance to lick JAke clean and eat his ass a little more. I opened him up for Andy. I got Jake hard again. He was lost in lust. His dick seeing the first action in months. He didn’t care if it was from a man or not. What he was not ready for was Andy's big 8 inch prick up his virgin ass. Andy with my help slipped his cock between Jake’s ass cheeks, and slipped some poppers under his nose not giving him a choice but to inhale deep with the help of lube and spit Andy was able to wedge his thick cock into the former college qb’s virgin ass. Jake’s eye show wide-open, his mouth agape. I just had to kiss him. He was not repulsed. He even allowed my tongue to explore his mouth while Andy fucked his all too willing ass. Cody lined his cock up with my hole and easily slid into my well deflowered cunt. Andy and Cody both took their time to brutally fuck us both in the group shower. Andy had both hands on Jake’s shoulders as he railed his now all too willing ass. While cody hate fucked my hole. I begged for his poz cum. As Andy impregnated the fertile field of Jake’s ass. Before it was all said and done, Jake fucked both Cody and I, Andy and Cody fucked JAke twice each, and i got to clean them all up. Within a month or so, more than half of the gym studs were poz and some of the MILFs were as well Amy and Andy had sites on a bigger prey I hope you all like this one. It felt forced Sorry Joey

Dad’s Basement - Part Two I spent the day on the sofa, half watching movies to take my mind off what I saw in the basement and the other half thinking about it. I would catch myself playing with my cock through my shorts when my mind wondered to the basement. The thought of Dad and his buddies fucking and sucking seemed to leave my cock harder than I had ever before experienced, and the thought they were (I imagined) playing in the basement even while I was sleeping upstairs somehow made the vision even more enticing. Still, one would have thought I would have heard my Dad come home, or at least the garage door go up and his diesel truck pulling inside, but nope: I was lost in thought, my hand inside my shorts wrapped around my hard cock when Dad's voice awoke me out of my day dream. “Wow, Son that’s quite a greeting for your old man!” Dad said when he saw me. “Dad!” I yelled, slapped back to reality and jerking my hand out of my shorts. “Anything interesting happen today, Son?” Dad asked coyly. “Well, let’s see. I found out that my Dad likes cock - every which way he can get it, has a sex club in our basement, and likes to spread his disease to others,” I said. "Other than that it was a quiet day.” “Yeah Son, I am a pig, a toxic pig, who loves to give into the most deviant sexual pleasure imaginable, and I am not ashamed to do.” “It’s okay Dad, I think it’s hot.” “Hot, huh? Like when you spy on your old man and jack your cock as I shower or stroke my cock in bed?” I had to smile as I nodded 'yes'. “It’s okay Son. I have no issue with any of that. Fuck, it was a turn on knowing you jack your boy cock watching me,” Dad remarked, adding “See?” I looked down at the front of his jeans, his hard cock was straining against the denim. I stood up, which allowed Dad to see my shorts were tented by my own very hard cock. “Does knowing what we do in the basement turn you on, Son?” “Definitely, Dad.” “Good, but I need to know if the full range of our activities turns you on, or is there some component of our sessions leave you uncertain or even afraid?" “The HIV component, Dad, scares me, yet it also excites me," I had to acknowledge. “Most boys your age have those mixed emotions. After conversion (or infected), sex becomes uninhibited, free from restraints of safety. That’s what we do in the basement: fuck free. There are times when we meet just to help a man break those restraints and become free. Understand?” “I think so. You take men who are not carrying HIV and give it to them?” “Yes. Some take it willingly and some don’t. Some want it and some don’t know they want it, but still get it.” As he gave this explanation Dad was rubbing his cock through his jeans, which rendered me even more excited. Our conversation was turning both of us on, and in fact I am fairly sure I could see his cock pulsate, even through his jeans, particularly when his palm caressed the his cock head. “Do the jocks and pictures nailed to the wall represent all of the men that you have infected?” “I didn’t infect them all, Son, but yes, they do represent the men who were infected by a member of the Club. That's our trophy wall It reminds us of who is carrying our virus.” Without thinking I started rubbing my cock, mimicking what Dad was doing to his. His eyes darted down, watching my hand. “Drop them Son,” he ordered. "Show Daddy.” Blindly obeying, I hooked my thumbs in the waist band of my shorts and pushed them to my ankles, where I stepped out of them. Standing upright again, my cock jumped up and down, finally resting pointing in front of me. “Grew up nicely there, Son,” Dad commented as he kicked off his work boots, unbuttoned his jeans and pushed them down to his ankles, stepping out of them. Standing straight up, he put his hands on his hips, allowing me access to view his crotch, this time with out spying. His cock was hard as a rock, pointing outward just like mine, but that is where the similarities stopped. His cock was at least nine inches long and almost as thick as a beer bottle. The head was massive and veins ran up and down it. I found myself wondering how I had managed to overlook these amazing details when I spied on him. His nut sac was smooth and hung low, with one ball higher than the other. When I looked up at his face there was an evil grin on it. “You like looking at that cock, Son?” I nodded slowly. “I like you looking at it.” I was mesmerized. The cock that made me was not six feet away, obscenely pointing at me, teasing me, and all I could do was to stare and slowly stroke my painfully hard cock. “That’s it Son, stroke your cock for your Daddy.” I watched as he bent down, slid his hand into the pocket of his jeans and pull out one of the brown bottles. Dropping his jeans, he moved to my side, his cock and balls bouncing with each step. My mind was focused on his cock and balls, so huge. He unscrewed the cap on the brown bottle, positioned it under one of my nostrils, pinched the other closed and urged “Inhale deeply, Son.” I did as he instructed, still stroking my boy cock. He switched nostrils and repeated his instruction. Again I complied. Almost instantly, I felt like I was flying, the sensations of my stroking intensified and my heart raced. My breathing was heavier. Dad’s hot breathe in my ear urged “Touch it Son, you know you want to. Feel the cock that made you!” I slowly moved my hand over to his cock. The closer I got, I could feel the heat rising from his dick. I closed my eyes and wrapped my fingers around it. It was hotter than I expected. And harder. Instantly I shot my load, out in front of me and unto the floor. “Good boy” Dad said with a smile. “I think you are ready for more. Let’s go to Daddy’s shower, Son. I have so much more to teach you before you join us in the basement.” He took off his shirt as he headed down the hall, his furry cheeks bouncing as he walked away. I pulled my shirt over my head and followed, like a little puppy.

After Dec 15th I will in lake nona open to all loads

As I wait for my next 'client', I think about how I ended up here: waiting on a bed in a 20 dollar hotel for whatever guy to whom he’s sold my cunt. I can see his sadistic grin in my head when he told me “Tomorrow’s client is a gonna be a doozy. Get some rest.” I guess you could say that this is all my fault. If I just hadn’t been so uppity. I guess I should go back to the first time. I had just turned 18, just graduated high school. I’m a blue-eyed, brown haired jock with a baseball player’s body that is naturally smooth. About 5’10” and 160 pounds of shredded muscle, thick legs, meaty pecs and arms, and an eight pack. I had been hitting the gym since middle school and still do because I really like sports. I was really excited about going to college in the fall; the only downside being that I would be away from my girlfriend. My girlfriend was hot! Captain of the cheerleading squad, tiny little waist, and 36Cs - just perfect. Anyway, I had lived with my Dad since I was about 8. My mom and he divorced and she had issues, so my Dad got me. We had always gotten along until my senior year in high school. We always fought about one thing or the other, and there was also something odd in his attitude toward me. I couldn’t figure it out. Well, until that day. My Dad and I had just had a fight a week earlier where I went off on this whole tirade about how I was 18 now and I was a man and he needed to treat as such. We went round and round, but I always came back to that same phrase – “I’m a man now! Just like you!” Boy, I wish I hadn’t said that. Well, the next Saturday, my Dad asked me if I would drop off a letter and duffel bag to one of his friends on my way to the gym. “All you have to do is take this over to his house, and he’ll give you something in return to bring back,” my Dad said. I told him I would, and as he handed me the duffel bag and letter, he had the sadistic grin I’ve learned to distrust, and he said, “Thanks, son, I really appreciate it.” I had no idea what I was heading into as I found the address on the envelop and typed it into my iPhone. Dressed in gym shorts and a tank top, I headed out the door and drove to my Dad's friend's house, which I found easily enough. Grabbing the duffel bag, I headed up to the door, rang the bell and a guy about my Dad’s age answered the door a few seconds later. He was about 6’ tall, salt and pepper hair, and green eyes. He was thick - not fat, but definitely not skinny, and not a muscle guy. Just thick and masculine. He wore some sweat pants and a sleeveless shirt that hung open, showing his hairy torso. He had clearly been doing some lawn work. I introduced myself saying “Hi, I’m Gary’s son. He told me to drop this off to you, and that you would have something for me.” The guy looked somewhat puzzled, repeating my line "“He said I would have something for you?” With that, he accepted the duffel bag and envelope, and opened up the letter and began scanning it, saying at the same time, “He told me he was sending you over to drop off some money he owed me, but he didn’t say anything about a—“ He abruptly stopped talking, clearly taken off guard by something he read in the letter. I just stood in the doorway and watched him, not exactly sure what was going on. He went over to the duffel bag that he had left on the counter and unzipped it, looked inside, and then looked back at me with a grin not unlike my father’s. He kind of sauntered over to me, nodding his head, and sizing me up. He clicked his tongue a few times as he closed the door behind me. I looked up at him, “Is everything alright? I need to get to the gym. You have something for my Dad or what?” “You’re not going to the gym today.” “What do you mean? Yes, I am!” I snapped back. “Do me a favor,” he baited. “Go look in that duffel bag.” I was confused, but wanted to put an end to this cryptic behavior. I walked over to the duffel bag, putting my Dad’s friend between myself and the door. I lifted the flap and almost pissed myself when I saw a bunch of sex toys of varying sizes and shapes. I was so stunned that I didn’t even notice my father’s buddy had come up behind me. His beefy arms hugged me forcefully from behind and I felt his scruff run like sandpaper over my ear as he whispered, “Those are going inside of you, boy.” Within one or two seconds of struggling, I knew that this guy had easily overpowered me, and so all I could muster was, “What the fuck are you talking about?” “I’m talking about you being my cock socket for the afternoon,” he said and then licked up the side of my neck. It disgusted me, but it felt good, and I was even more confused. “Your Dad owes me money, and he’s paying with your holes.” And with that, one of his calloused hands went under my tank top and took my right nipple between its index finger and thumb and began rolling it around. I had never had my nips played with like that before, and I was overwhelmed by how good it felt. My cock started to stir, and I didn’t know what to do. “Just like a bitch to like her nips pinched,” he said and he tossed me toward the back of the couch. “Dude, I don’t know what’s going on, but I can’t do this, I’m straight,” I pleaded, perhaps just to remind myself. “Somehow, I doubt that,” he laughed. I started to get pissed, “I have a girlfriend!” “Oh, I’ve heard about your girlfriend, and that doesn’t prove shit. Listen, I’m owed a debt and I plan on collecting.” “Listen, if my Dad owes you money, he’ll pay you. This is just a misunderstanding, you don’t have to take it out on me.” The guy just laughed at me as he approached me with the letter that I had brought over. “There’s no misunderstanding. I’m not taking anything out on you. This is your father’s idea.” I couldn’t believe what he said. “You’re lying! My father would never do that!” “Oh really?” He grabbed me hard, tossing the letter on the couch. There was nothing he would do to me that I could fight. He was just too big, too aggressive, too manly. He spun me around, locking one hand around my throat and thrusting the other hand down the back of my shorts. He was obviously pleased that I was wearing a jock strap (I WAS planning on going to the gym), and explored my hairless cheeks and hole, not pushing in yet. Once again, my dick jumped. Without warning he forcefully bent me over the back of the couch so my face was in the cushions and pulled my shorts down to my ankles. “Read the fucking letter bitch boy while I eat your cunt.” And with that, he cupped a butt cheek in each of his hands, spreading my ass, and for the first time (but not the last) I felt a mouth lick, suck, and slurp at my smooth pink asshole. I had to get my bearings before I could read the letter. I mean, all these feelings were washing over my body. His mouth felt sensational but I was repulsed by the thought of being with another man, but it felt like the natural order of things to be submitting to this bigger, more manly guy. His tongue plunged into my ass and at first, my pucker would tighten around his tongue, not use to this slimy invasion. But soon, I was pushing out, trying to wrap more of my insides around his talented tongue. All of a sudden, he spit on my right ass cheek, rubbed it around, and open palm smacked my ass, “I said read the fucking letter, faggot!” Fuck, my ass stung! I howled out and whimpered, but what started as a stirring with my nipples getting tweaked turned instantly into a full-fledged boner. I forced myself to focus on the letter in front of my face. It read: Hey Buddy, I know I owe you $20 from that pool game the other night, but frankly, I just don’t feel like paying it. But I do want to make good on my debt so I’m giving you my son for the afternoon. I know how you lean, and I want you to teach him a lesson. He’s gotten pretty fucking lippy with me going on and on about how he’s a man now and wants to be treated like such. He’s a little priss-ass queer and you’re the guy to treat him the way a little faggot boy needs to be treated. Put him in his place. You can start by letting him read this letter…it’s time he learn some things. First of all, I want you to use the toys in this gym bag on him. I want his hole stretched and stretched good. I have more plans for using this little bitch. Feel free to spit on him, slap him, piss on him or in him, humiliate him…and yes, fuck him anyway you want. Fuck him raw and send him home with at least one big load of cum in him. I’m aware of what that means, and yes, I’m sure. Make sure he keeps it in his ass because when he gets home, I’m going to scoop it out and feed it to him. He can consider that the final exam to this lesson. Make sure you keep him there until at least 5 since I’ll be fucking his girlfriend at our house until about 4:30. She’s a hot piece of ass, and I’ve been fucking her for almost a year now. That’s how I found out what a little pencil-dicked bitch he is. I felt guilty when I started fucking her a year ago until I found out what a lame fuck my son was. He’s never once gotten her off and he won’t even eat her out. That reminds me, make sure you make him eat your ass so he gets over that hang up. The point is, I knew he had to be a faggot if he couldn’t fuck this hot little cheerleader good…so disappointed in him. So I stepped in and took care of her. You and I will have to tag team her sometime, but I’ll make you use a condom on her. Or who knows, maybe not. Maybe we can both get her pregnant. Okay, so have fun, man! Use his mouth and ass as if they were pussies that needed your babies. Return him to me broken in and with no doubt in his mind that his purpose in life is to be dominated by real men. Put him in his place, and I’ll be sure to keep him there. Oh, and if he resists at all, remind him that he either submits to you or he can kiss college goodbye, and he’ll be slinging fries at a McDonald’s for the rest of his life. See you at the pool table, Gary As I finished reading, I was torn between the tears streaming down my face and the saliva running down my balls. This stranger’s mouth and tongue were making my ass feel better than it’s ever felt, but the information that I had just been bombarded with tore my heart out. Images of my girlfriend screaming in orgasm on my father’s cock flooded my brain and I wanted to bawl, but then the tongue behind me would push through my outer ring again and I would moan uncontrollably. Suddenly, he stopped and stood up. I looked back over my shoulder at him, my eyes red from crying. He smirked, “I see you finished reading it.” I nodded. “You know what’s next, right?” he asked. I shook my head no. “I break you in. And break you, I will.” Part II coming soon.

Took the drive to Chicago to spend some time getting dick at Banana Video. The evening tapered off but the afternoon started out great. Multiple good sized cocks coming thru the gloryhole, all wanting to fuck. Took about four loads in the afternoon and two in the evening. The very last one being an uncut black cock, not too long but thick. I love being bent over at the gloryhole getting fucked like a bitch by anonymous cocks, taking their load as the grunt and shoot their cum. Plowed some good man ass too. I'm back Saturday afternoon, usually in a corner booth.

Absolutely yes.

The start of great fist fucking relationship, one I dream of!

Great story, shows a lot of experience. Nothing better than laying back in a sling and having your limits expanded. Thanks for the wonderful writing and am looking forward to reading more chapters.

Drew has shared my bed for almost 4 years now. I fuck and breed him almost every day so I reckon over 4 years at say 300 fucks each year means I have fucked and loaded him at least 1200 times. At 5ml per cum shot I have shot 6000ml of sperm up Drew’s ass which is over 10 pints. Fuck! I’ve pumped over 10 pints of sperm up Drew’s ass.

Cum should be savored, enjoyed, worshipped, soaked up or absorbed from one man to another I think -- to flush it down a toilet is an insult to tops, men, humanity. Breed deep man! And, thanks for every drop! 😈

Chapter 6 The cabin days have come to an end. Those couple days were so intense, sex hasn't even been on my mind for several days. To be fair, I also spent the first two days sleeping most of the day after I got back. To the point my parents got concerned but I told them I wasn't feeling well, which wasn't entirely untrue. I'm honestly surprised that my asshole recovered and isn't near as sore as I was worried about. Other than the empty feeling that I'm not quite used to, everything is mostly back to normal except I keep thinking about going back to that living room to be on the couch or the sling. I wish I could go back there. Marc and Henrique said they will be gone for the rest of the break because Henrique is going back to visit family in Brazil and Marc is going on a family vacation. Keith has been busy with work he said so I have not seen him all that much. It's been a week. My desire to go back there now grew stronger each day. Henrique and Marc didn't quite say when they will be gone. I asked in the group thread but no one responded. Marc messaged me privately and said Henrique said he got asked to work and will get paid 1.5x. On top of that he got into an argument with his family so he should be at the cabin. He gave me the security code so I can get in the house. I tried to get a hold of Henrique to find out if we can meet up but I heard nothing. Today is Friday anyway. I’m just gonna head on over and try my luck. When I got to the cabin everything was dark. I guess he's not there. I entered the cabin and walk through it all. Everything is folded neatly and there's no signs of anyone living there. There wasn't even any food in the fridge. I wonder where Henrique is. As I was just about to leave, there it was the iPad again. Charging on the kitchen counter. I picked it up and double tapped on the screen. All it had was a swipe lock, no password or anything just like the last time. I went into its gallery to see if there’s anything new. There was a video recorded just yesterday. It’s Henrique and the same older dude. The video picked up at the end of the conversation it seemed. All I heard was Henrique saying “what do you think boss?” “I think you’ve done great. The video has had the highest viewer count in just a few days. I think you deserve some rewards, don’t you think?” the man said as he pull Henrique’s shirt off “I’d like that very much” Henrique said as his shirt got pulled then the man grabbed the back of Henrique’s head into his nipple. Henrique started sucking on it and biting it while his left hand pinched the man’s other nipple “There’s my good employee. Do what you want with them. Make the boss feel good” the man started breathing heavily. He grabbed the ipad with him as he guided Henrique onto the couch and set the ipad steady again. I almost could see his face but I did see he has ash brown hair for a brief second. On the couch he instructs Henrique to suck on his nipple from the side while bringing his ass over so he can touch it. Where the ipad had a perfect angle of Henrique’s behind. His broad muscular shoulder blades to his round ass and that tight hole. I wonder how often he gets fuck. Then just as I thought about that, the man’s finger start rubbing up and down Henrique’s hole and said “do you miss my cock in here?” he asked “fuck yes, daddy. No one else has fucked it since the last time. I’ve been missing your dick so much it’s driving me mad” said Henrique “Do any of you bottom boys know that you are such a bottom whore yourself?” the man teased “No sir” Henrique started licking the man’s abs, belly button, the shaft of that rock hard cock and finally he wrapped his lips around that mushroom head “Oh baby that feels so good” the man said as he applied some lube on his fingertips and started pushing two fingers into Henrique’s hole slowly with no problem. He applied more lube and thoroughly lube up Henrique’s hole inside and out as Henrique deepthroat the man’s cock. “Too bad the ipad is about to die. I wonder what your boys will think when they see you riding my cock until you make yourself cum from having my dick pounding you. Anyway…you deserve this. Come get it. Come take my cock in your own '' then I saw Henrique hover over the man’s dick and slowly put that thick monster cock in his ass without any trouble at all. He let out a moan that I have never heard him make before then the video cutoff. I found my other hand stroking my dick after that video ended. “Fuck. Now I’m super horny. I really wish he was here or that man. I’ve been thinking about coming back here every single day this past week and I don’t even know why. What’s gotten into me” I thought to myself. I locked up the cabin with disappointment and was going to drive home and will probably try another day. That's when I heard “hey boy. Are you hungry for dicks coming back here looking for Marc and Henrique? They haven't been here but if you are welcome to come chill with us. Our place is just as fun, if not more. You've come all this way here. At least come say hi to us before you go”. That was Aaron. He must have seen me on camera when I arrived. Well…..he's not wrong. I came all this way, especially now I'm called out, I should at least say hi. After all, I can't exactly call Aaron and Jay strangers. I've been so close to me in ways others have not and will never be. Aaron buzzed me in and told me they were the basement. I got in through their garage door then stairs to the basement were just right in front of me. All I see is red lighting. I didn't think too much and proceeded heading down there. ‘Aaron? Jay? As I walked down the steps, the sound of porn grew louder. Finally I see them in the all glass shower together. They waved at me. Both of their naked bodies looks even better than I had remembered. I suppose I was high out of my mind that night when I met them. Now taking another look at them. Aaron has some great arm muscles. His well trained chest gives him that upside down triangle body builder look. Jay is just slender but defined. His 8 pec abs explains why he could pound me so hard for longer than most others can. Their dicks aren't hard but they sure look huge. Both of their pubes are nicely trimmed. I saw Aaron's asshole when he bent over to put soap on his legs. I must say it sure looks like a tight pussy as he would call it. Just like that video I just watch. I just can’t get Henrique’s tight hole out of my mind. I wish I could stick just one finger up there bc I just want to know how tight Aaron is compared to me. I wanted to use his hole to figure out how tight Henrique’s hole was to fuck judging by that video. Anyway….I opened the shower door and they both gave me a hug. I wonder if they noticed my dick is kind of hard. They point me to another room to wait for them. There's already porn playing on the screen and a bong and a few needles lying around. I wonder if that meant they slammed already. I grabbed a gatorade and I took a few hit out of the bong then here they came. “How are you feeling sexy? Hopefully we weren't rude the other night. It was a persona that we put on. We won't talk to you like that normally” Aaron said with the biggest smile on his face. “I know. Thanks. That was my first time doing something like that so i wasn't quite the usual self” “Oh wow. That was your first. No wonder you were so tight. What brought you back this way? They haven't been home for a couple weeks” said Jay “oh I was hoping to catch Henrique. I heard he stayed so I was hoping to catch him” I said “We may have a way to get a hold of him. But…. “ said Aaron “but you guys want to fuck me. Is that it? I already knew nothing was gonna be free so I guess so” “actually.. We just want to get high with you and spend the night with us in our dungeon” said Aaron “what…you guys have a dungeon!?” I'm both a little scared and also excited. I've always wanted to have sex in one. “Can I see?” I asked “only if you agree to spend the night here. And You can't say no to us” said Jay Well… I've always wanted to do this. Who better to do it with than these two hot daddies. “alright. I will” I responded “We don't do safe words. That means we always get what we want. Of course. If we see you visually aren't enjoying it. We'll give you some boost to change that. Some people may get turned on seeing you in pain. That's not us. We like it when we see you in ecstasy” “great. You should probably go get yourself ready. You can go use the shower we were using. When you are ready, come back here and put the collar and the pup mask on, be on your hands and knees, and then wait for further instructions “yes sir” I came back to the room but both of them were gone. Just a pup mask with a collar attach to it so to secure it. I must put the collar on too. It doesn't have the bottom jaw but I can only imagine why. But it pretty much kept my nose enclosed which I thought was a bit strange but a deal is a deal. They also left me a blue harness and a match color jock. I'm going to guess that I should put those on too. Once I have everything on I hear Jay through the ceiling speaker telling me to put my belongings in the box at the corner. He said once my clothes are in the bin, I must get on all fours with my back against the wall by the bin and hold still and don't turn around. I could feel someone lube up finger rubbing my hole then a lube shooter went up in me. I wonder if the lube has t in it. All the sudden my ass felt full then I heard Aaron said “there. Good puppy” he shoved a tail butt plug in me. I now know why the mask is perfectly fitted and keeping my nose enclosed. It releases popper slowly from somewhere. It’s not strong but it’s steady. It feels up both of my nose every breath I take. I feel the black circle closing in around me then I heard Jay “come forward and climb up and come through the dog door. There are two levels of platform on the left and a small opening that I could crawl through. I got on up but as I’m half way through the door, it dropped down and I could feel both of my ankle getting strapped in and tied up behind me. In front of me is a TV showing me an aerial view of my half that didn’t make it through the door and also the side view of it. My ankles are tied up as I thought. Then Aaron and Jay showed up and both of them tied up my arm. I thought “they cannot be…..” then I heard Aaron say to me “We don’t do booty bumps in this house. That’s amateur shit. We know how to give you the high of your life. That’s what we do best” Their actions were almost in sync. Before I knew it, either way I looked I had a syringe pushing in the solution in me. They were only half way through but I could barely hold myself steady anymore. Jay must have recognized what I was feeling and said “almost pup. Just a few more seconds then you can feel the full strength of what we’ve given you. Look at your cock on TV. It’s hard as a rock. Jay is right. I could feel my cock hard as a rock and every pump of blood running through it. Both Jay and Aaron pull out the needles around the same time and untied the strap on my arms. The only sound I could make was “uuuuhhhhaaahhhh” and I breath heavily. Then Jay put a mouth gag on my mouth so I could not close my mouth all the way. It has a round shape tunnel for a cock to fuck my throat and there is nothing I can do to stop it. Aaron said we called up some of our regular who loves to fuck anonymous pup hole. Just a few loads to get you started. You may recognize some of them. They’ve been coming to us for years but have no ideas that the holes they fuck belong to people that they knew and they definitely have no idea about the boosts that we give to the bottoms before their arrival. You are special so we decided to let you watch. The first two guys walked in. Started undressing each other by the door and made out a little bit before approaching me. Both of them are about 8.5 but quite thick. I quickly recognized that they were the head coach and assistant coach from my high school football team. Coach Green and Coach Harden. From the look of it, they are a couple. I would have never guessed. Coaches meant business. Coach Green has a lean body build. He hovered over me and slid his cock in my hole top down at an angle. It felt so good and his cock is just what I needed after the double slam. Jay grabbed my face and started fucking my mouth while Aaron stood behind him pinching his nipples. Then Coach Harden started sliding his dick in me under Coach Green’s cock. That was how I knew I was high out of my mind or there would have been no way I could have been DPed by coaches right away. Coach Green started pumping his dick and and out of my hole while Coach Harden grabbed my dick like a joystick and stroked it. A few minutes later, he started pumping his cock in me in a synchronized motion. My hole felt so full but I hardly had time to moan with Jay’s cock in my throat. Then they both started groaning loudly then I felt my hole filled with cum with every additional pump they did, the cum gushing out of my hole. Coach Harden swiped up some of the overflow cum with his finger and fed it to Coach Green. Both of them got dressed up and out the door. Wasted no time lingering around. After they left, Jay pulled his cock out and turned my head toward Aaron’s cock. He disappeared for a few minutes and came back with two sets of magnetic metal balls, putting each set around my nipples. I groaned loudly as he put them on my nipples because they squeeze so incredibly tight. They hurt but they hurt so good. I could feel my cock twitching with them on my nipples. I haven’t been able to close my mouth so my face is slobber with excess saliva and Jay’s precum. Then in the camera I see Jay standing behind me putting a hollow buttplug in my ass. It went easily thanks to the coaches' cum. I bet they never guessed that we were fucking one of their star players just a few months after graduation. Jay slipped on a cock extender on his already thick and long 9.5 in dick. I started moaning loudly with Aaron's cock in my throat and I honestly do not think I can take his dick with an extender on it making it thicker and longer, but I had no choice with a hollow butt plug. My muscle could not come close enough to resist Jay’s monster reinforced cock. Jay said “open up pup. I know you want this dick badly”. He continued to force his way in and his arm wrapped around my waist to stroke my cock. Once he’s in me balls deep, I could hear and feel his dick pumping my wet hole in a rhythm. Him and Aaron started picking up on the pace and both unloaded in my hole and mouth around the same time. Aaron cum so much he filled up my throat completely. He kept his dick all the way in and ordered me to swallow all of it. Aaron pushed a button on the side of my mask to release a new round of popper into my mask. My mind fell into a block hole because the poppers were so much stronger this time. When I came back to reality, there was a guy sucking my dick under me with his fist hook in my ass. His knuckle pressing firmly on my prostate. He could hear me moaning on the other side of the wall and said “yeah boy. You fucking love that fist in you, don’t you. Is this your spot?” he pressed on my prostate firmly and rubbed it then he pulled his fist out, came out from under to shove his dick in me. I have no idea how big he is. All I know is that he was thick. Almost as thick as his fist. He made my eyes roll back so hard then Aaron untied my mouth gag but quickly put his jock in my mouth and taped it up with a duct tape across my face. He attached two electric probe on my nipples and shocking me as my cum filled hole getting fucked by…….I all the sudden recognized the man fucking me. It was my uncle. I haven’t seen him in years but there’s no doubt that is him. His skull tattoos on his left chest. I never knew his dick would be this thick. Jay whispered in my ear “recognize who is fucking you now, don’t you? How do you like that? Did you like your uncle’s fist in you? He loves bottomless pup like you. Do you want us to reveal who you are? So you can secretly be a pup to your uncle. What do you think?” I shocked my head instinctively but to be quite honest, I love the thought of it. Every bit of it. I just didn’t quite come to term in my mind when I was high as fuck. I heard my uncle grunt loudly then waves of his load splatter all over my back. He slapped my ass cheek left and right and said “great hole. Jay and Aaron, I'd love to use this hole again so let me know if there’s next time. I bet my brother will love this hole, too” His brother? Did he mean dad or my other uncle? Either would be quite unthinkable because I never thought any of them were gay. But my god, he fucked so good. My uncle then picked up the lighter and the pipe from a table outside of the camera frame and let out a big cloud. He stuck his fingers in my hole massaging my prostate and stroking my cock and got me so close. He all the sudden shoved his dick all the way back in my hole and it hit my prostate dead on, which made me cum all over while he pissed in my hole. He saw me cumming so he grabbed and stroked my dick hard and fast. I felt like I had a second orgasm immediately after because my body tensed up once more and more cum came shooting out of my dick as he finished peeing in me. He grabbed a marker on my lower back and wrote his initial HL. Then he shouted out to Jay and Aaron “hey man. I’m gonna take a shower before I head out” then the picked up his clothes and belongings and walked out the room naked. I’m convinced that my Uncle’s piss was saturated with tina because after he pissed in me, it sent me over the edge. I started to get very sleepy and fell asleep with the pup mask on my face and magnetic balls on my nipples. His cock was by far the most satisfying fuck I had. My last thought was how can I approach him outside of his house and which brother was he referring to.

In the ass . To me, that is the definition of bottoming. Also, in the circumstances, that load in the ass can be lube for the next guy

This whole conversation is framed in topping/bottoming. But honestly if it were the sale of a vehicle; or removal of one of your organs; consent, agreements, and productive human interactions are founded in being able to trust each other. I'm certain we've all known people who were never true to their word. And I am most hopeful that most of us have known people whose word we could count on. What happens "normally" or "many times" are not the law of the land.... When it comes to what happens to and inside each or our bodies; which almost always includes our anus, the final say is the owner of the body. Anything else is some BS social crap that at best might become wank fodder.

As a bottom, I have already asked some Tops to withdraw before cumming. But sometimes I say "pull out" when I feel like he's going to cum, but it feels so good that my whole body says otherwise. When the Top realizes this, he continues, and ends up breeding me. It's very difficult for them to guess my true desires when my mouth says no (timidly) but my whole body says YES 😇

Consent can always be withdrawn.

Yeah, anonymous sex is so dehumanizing (not in a bad way imo) It's just bodys coming together in lust. My favorite kind of sex is unprotected anonymous fucking with total strangers. So fucking hot and it feels so right 😉

As soon as I got to my room I collapsed on the bed, I had just felt something I’d never felt before and my whole body was asking for more but I wasn’t gay and certainly not a fag. I wasn’t going to take a man’s penis in my dirty anus much less any of the other filthy things gay people do. That’s when I remembered however that Michael said I didn’t have an anus I had a cunt. In all honesty I wasn’t sure if that was true, rushing through school like I did not much had been retained. But Michael had been so nice and welcoming to me even as I got too drunk on his whiskey and played with his piss. His piss, I almost threw up thinking about it being in me, and then how he knew. But I realized as well that meant that my insides could be cleaned. I went into true bathroom and started using the douche, with clean water this time. As it was inside me I began imagining Michael’s cock and started bouncing up and down on it. I felt close, so close, to what I wasn’t sure but then it came out and was over. Now that I was clean I knew that I could take Michael’s cock not in my dirty ass but in my clean cunt. I went downstairs and back out to the hot tub. Michael looked at me grinning as I said “I’m ready to take your cock Michael” He stared at me then started laughing “Oh you stupid cunt if you were to have my cock now you’d bleed to death, now keep in mind you’ll be bleeding plenty when I fuck you but I plan to keep you for a long time” he said as he motioned me into the hot tub “Aww look at this little guy he’s so excited” he said, grabbing my erection. He pulled it hard making me fall onto him. I was now sitting on his knees facing him with my legs spread around him. “Now this here is a cock boy” he said as he lifted his massive shaft up to rest on my cock. “It’s totally soft right now too and it’s still three times yours. You never had a chance you were made to get fucked” he looked me dead in the eyes and I couldn’t look away, I could barely think I just nodded. “Good boy you know you place, now start stroking so we can see how much bigger it really is” as I grasped it with both hands and began stroking it, I couldn’t take my eyes off the massive ring under his foreskin. “Oh is the boy curious again” he said as I continued to mindlessly stroke him. “That boy is a Prince Albert” he said, pulling his foreskin down. “This is used to show that I’m a man who knows my place. It’s also used to show how long a man has know his place because unlike a fags cunt this takes time to open up. Mines custom made because most men never get this big” I just stared at it and the little bits of liquid swelling up around it. Michael slapped me hard. “Did I tell you to stop” he said assertively “No” I moaned out as I started stroking his ever growing cock “No what” he yelled slapping me again “No sir” I moaned back “Good boy” he said while twisting my nipples “Now look at that seeing you moan like a bitch got me fully hard” he said as his now monstrous thirteen inche cock slammed down onto my stomach. I couldn’t believe that I had ever thought we were the same. Everything seemed so clear right now, I was meant to take cock and he was meant to give it. “Eyes up here” he said tilting his cock out of my view “Now do you see why I’m a real man and you’re a fag” I nodded vigorously “good boy, open” he said moving a finger covered in some goo up into my mouth. I sucked it off and it tasted so good, better than anything I’ve ever had. Michael lifted me up and pulled me towards him before dropping me. My knees were too weak to catch me so I grabbed his shoulders and my cunt landed on top of his cock. Instead of entering me like I expected it just hit my hole sending a jolt through me. I started wiggling my cunt to try to get him in but Michael just shook his head standing up while saying “You’re far from ready for that just bend over for me and I’ll teach you” He placed me down with my knees on the hot tub bench and my hands on the rim. He opened up what I thought was the filter in front of me but it was instead full of some strange odorous white-yellow goo. Michael put his finger in then brought it to my mouth. It tasted just like the goo from before. “Now boy this here is a fags favorite food, you’ll want to do anything for it but here I am giving you a near bucket of it. These are the leftovers from some of the fun I have in this hot tub so feel free to eat up while I get to work” as he said that he grabbed a lump and smeared it on my cunt before sticking his finger back in. I tentatively took a handful of the cream into my mouth and started rolling it around with my tongue. It tasted salty and sweet with a little bit of bitterness. As the waves of please start rolling over me again I gave in and started shoveling the cream into my mouth. I felt an amazing pressure building in my hole then felt it starting to move down to my cock. Only then did I realize the pressure was me being about to pee. But it was more than that I tried to warn Michael but all that came out were moans as I started pissing myself from pleasure. Once the pleasure had settled I felt my cunt empty and managed to turn around. “ I’m so sorry I’ll clean this up sir” Michael raised his hand, cutting me off. “ you were meant to do that boy it’s called a pissgasm, it your cunts response to too much pleasure” “ now your head should be a bit clearer so are you sure you want me to open you up and make you a cunt” he asked “Yes sir”

It is ultimately the tops right to shoot wherever they want, but if given the choice I want it balls deep in my ass every time.

Nah, this is the end of it. I probably should have labeled it as such in the original post

I’m glad you like it. It my favorite too. I love handsome young men getting violated by rougher looking types

Fuuck yeah alpha that’s what my jockpussy gets like gaped af after multiple alphas have nut up my faghole. Hmu to chew out my cumsloppy jockcunt alpha.

his length would definitely tear you up. He’s pozzed a lot of guys in his day that way and Nick was no exception.

I started sucking in fucking at 12 and 13. I definitely loved sticking my dick up ass. But at 15, I stuck my tongue up ass for the first time and I knew I was addicted. Since then, there’s nothing that turns me on more than ass play. and when I am up that ass, whether with my tongue, my dick, or fist, I think about all the other men who have been up that hole. I get it. Many of us start with a tight hole. But whether it’s me working on someone else’s ass or me giving up my whole to a buddy, I think it should be a loose and open hole. Agape is best. I want swollen puffy lips, with dripping cum and ass juices.

Chapter 7 - Kenny’s POV Damn! I had just shot my third load of the night into the hottest little white pussy boy I had ever fucked. He was a virgin until earlier tonight, and he took my 14.5” and thick as a beer can big black dick like a champ. I even got to use my new PA that was meant to tear up neg pussy boy insides so that my highly viral load could get deep inside and infect them with my strains of HIV. My latest visit to the doc at the county health department had gone well, at least in my eyes. He’d been trying to get me on meds for years, but I told him I couldn’t afford them. For some reason, I didn’t qualify for the free program either. Maybe it was because even though I’m pretty poor on paper, I still make too much to qualify. I know for real I make good money though because I sell lots of good drugs on the side and have quite the long list of clients always hitting me up from premo shit. Either way, the doc was telling me that my viral load count was getting dangerously high, and if I kept down this path by my next visit I’d most likely have full blown AIDS. My viral load count was 2.5 million and my CD4 was at 103. He told me if my CD4 got below 100, then that’s considered full blown AIDS. While he was concerned, my dick chubbed up at the thought of having a truly huge death stick ready to convert any neg bottom who needed to be owned by a BBC. That’s when I went to my tattoo and piercing guy and asked him what he could do to help me out. He showed me the new PA that had 6 very sharp pointed spikes that went all around the circle of the PA and were meant for nothing more than to rip and tear open the insides of whatever hole was being fucked. I chubbed up again. I laughed an evil laugh and told him to ring it up while he just smirked at me and said that he feels for any hole that gets used by me with that on. “Even if you weren’t hung like a motha fucka, Kenny, that thing would do damage. As huge as you are and how rough you fuck, you’re liable to send some bitch to the hospital needing stitches in his ass,” he said. “Does that mean you’re volunteering?” I asked. “Hell no! Once with you was enough. My hole still trembles thinking about how hard you used me that time when I couldn’t pay up for my stash.” “It’s all good. I mean I enjoyed your ass, but I know you prefer to top, so it’s not as much fun if you’re not truly into it. I like to make guys scream, moan, bleed, but I also want them to be into it too. I mean rape can be hot too in the right situation, but I much prefer a partner who begs and wants this snake versus one who complains or whines about it,” I said. “By the way, if you get any other piercings like this that are twisted, let me know.” “You got it, man. Hey, if you really want to do more damage, we can always do a Jacob’s Ladder piercing on you. As big as you are, we could probably get 10 bars down the length of your dick.” “Let me think about it. I know it’s hot but with as much travel as I do, that’s a lot of piercings to take in and out every time I have to go through the metal detectors at the airport,” I said. I then paid for the piercing, dropped my pants and put it in while my bud just laughed. I told him I needed to see how it felt and was on my way out the store. Armed with a lethal PA and deadly toxic seed, I sought out the first bottom I could find. Of course he couldn’t take it, so I was frustrated. Then I was out of commission for two weeks trying to pass another damn kidney stone, so when Tre hit me up and told me that he had a hot young white boy pussy that was almost virgin, I was hoping I’d get to finally unleash the beast and release two weeks worth of built up toxic seed. Fuck, he was so worth it. I got him high as fuck and tore his ass up with my deadly spiked PA. Tre’s boyfriend Javi saw how much damage I was doing to the white pussy boy and demanded for me to wreck his insides as well. Even though I’m pretty sure that I converted both Tre and Javi, I had caught a new strain of HIV since we had last played, so I was sure I could get Javi sick again with my new strain if I fucked him hard enough. I hadn’t got to tell Tre of Javi the latest news from my doc, but I would later once things calmed down. I know I had turned them into kinky stealth fuckers like me after I had stealthed them both, so it was hot watching them spread my strain and hear their stories of their conquests. But, I needed to get back to the present. Tyler wanted more cock, and my evil brain knew who just to invite over. “So Ty, you want more big dick huh? You think you can take more? I mean I know some pretty big guys,” I asked. “Do you really, Kenny? I mean like are they as big as you? Or bigger?” Ty asked. I laughed out loud. “You horny little pussy boy. You want a dick even bigger than mine? Do you think you could take it?” Ty just giggled like a little school girl. So, I asked him what was funny. “If you get me high enough, I could probably take a dick a little bigger than yours. I don’t know. My insides feel totally opened and wet. But my hole just keeps wanting more dick. I think the slam really made my hole hungry. Does it do that?” “Yes, it does, especially for white boy cum sluts like yourself. I do have a buddy that’s bigger than me, but I don’t know if he’s gonna be free. I can text him and see. But, I do know some buds that are probably chillin right now that would be down to breed your white ass with their big dicks. Do you want me to text them too?” “Really? Tre, Javi, is it ok if we invite them over? I mean this is your place. I don’t want to seem rude by trying to invite more guys over without your permission,” Ty asked. “Sure, I’m down. I don’t know if you’ll be able to get another load out of Tre of Kenny for at least another hour while they recharge, but I’m ready to breed you while we wait for others to arrive,” replied Javi. “Sweet! OK, Kenny. Text all of your buds and see if they want to breed me. By the way, how big is the guy that’s bigger than you?” “I’m not going to tell you, slut. You only get to find that out in person,” I told Ty. I picked up my phone and texted my bud that was bigger than me and three other buds and told them what was going down. One hit me back right away asking for pics of the little white boy pussy. “Ty, get on your back and pull your legs back to your shoulders. I need to take a pic of that hungry white boy pussy for my buds.” Ty didn’t question my command at all and did exactly as he was told. I wondered if he wasn’t so high would he still obey as quickly. I decided to file that in the back of my mind for later confirmation. I took pics of his whole body, his face, his cute little nipples, his little dick, and his gaping hole that was red, torn, and still dripping reddish tinted cum. I texted those to my bud. He quickly asked for the address. So I sent it to him. He said he’d be on the way and was bringing his bro with him. I texted back that it was cool, the more the merrier. I told Ty that one of my buds was interested and he got all smiley and happy. Javi then said, “Well since you’re presenting that pretty pussy like that, I might as well fuck it.” Javi mounted Ty and started fucking him. Tre got up and told me to follow him to the bathroom. As we got into the bathroom, Tre was like that was the hottest fuck he ever had. And he was thinking about getting a PA like mine. I told him I could hook him up with my guy if he was serious. Then he asked, “So, you think we got him knocked up?” I just laughed and told him about my recent visit with the doc, my numbers, and my new strain. “Fuck, so you probably just gave it to the kid and recharged Javi too!” “That was the plan, bro. My dick was hungry after going two weeks with no sex.” My phone buzzed and another of the guys hit me up. I quickly sent him the details and he replied back he was down. So, I gave him the address and he said he’d be there in 15 minutes. The first bud texted me that he had stopped for gas and would be there in about 10 minutes. I told Tre that they were coming. “You think that bitch and take some more big dicks?” “Yeah, and who do you know that’s bigger than you, bro? You know I rarely bottom, but for a big dick like yours, I like the challenge,” Tre said. I laughed, and told him the same thing I told Tyler. You’ll have to see it in person. He just laughed and agreed. I told him if he hits me back up we’ll see what happens. “You ready to go back in there and get him slammed again. Do you think another .7 or is that too much?” Tre just shrugged his shoulders and asked if I wanted him passed out again. I thought about it and the guys that were coming. “Well two of the guys that are coming are poz also. One has a biohazard tattoo on his back. Do you think the kid will figure it out if he sees that?” Tre just shook his head and said that he thought the kid was pretty naive, so probably not. “What about the third guy? Is he poz?” asked Tre. “I don’t know dude. Never met him before. But if he’s been playing with my bud raw, then there’s a good chance he is.” “Damn, we need to get the details. I don’t want no one freaking out and calling the cops on us,” Tre said. “Yeah, you’re probably right. Let me text my bud and find out.” As I texted my bud to ask the status of the guy he was bringing with him, Tre said he was going to go check and make sure Xavier was still snoring soundly and then go back to watch Javi breed Ty. He told me to text him to come back to the bathroom if we needed to talk more about the guys who are coming. Right then, my phone buzzed. Bro #1: Bro, he’s chill. My bud is poz too. He’s Blatino and got a 11.5” dick that’s pretty thick. Me: That’s what’s up. Any tattoos or things that identify him as poz? Bro #1: He’s got a biohazard tattoo like me. But his is on his left pec. Me: OK, the white bitch was a virgin until earlier tonight. He’s high as fuck but doesn’t seem to know about poz tattoos. I think. Who knows? We’ll just play it by ear. But tell your bud that this is a stealthing operation. Bro #1: Dude my dick just jumped. Hell yeah we’ll knock this bitch up for sure. My bud here just converted two weeks ago so his numbers are high. Me: Not as high as mine. 2.5 million viral load count. Bro #1: Fuck dude, he’s poz then. Me: Ya especially after I tore him up with my new PA. I then sent a bud a pic of my dick with the new PA in it. He was impressed and said they were both ready to breed. I was about to go join the others when my phone buzzed again. Bro #2: Yo bro, we gettin high? I haven’t nut in over a week. You know if I’m high I can shoot several loads. Me: Ya fo sure. I’ll get you slammed when you get here. Oh and we are stealthing the btm, so keep the poz talk on the DL. Bro #2: Fuck ya bro! I’m ready. See you soon. I joined the others back in the bedroom. Javi now had Ty on all fours and was fucking him hard while Tre had gotten in front of Ty and was letting him suck his dick. Tre was not fully hard yet, but I could see his dick coming back to life. I grabbed the cup of water that had since gone cold and told Tre I was going to get more hot water to get the slams ready. Ty pulled off of Tre’s dick and looked at me. “Can I get another slam too? Oh and some more G? I like that stuff!” said Ty. “Sure, baby boy. I want you to get high and enjoy all the big dicks in your ass. By morning, your hole ain’t gonna even know how to close.” I laughed and left the room. As I was leaving, I heard Ty mumble something about he didn’t want his hole to stop being fucked. Damn, he was a natural white pussy boy if I had ever met one. From virgin to BBC whore in less than 4 hours. I went to the bathroom and got more hot water. When I got back to the room, Tre already had the four points we used earlier opened and was filling them with T. “Who’s is who’s?” I asked. He looked at me and whispered if it mattered. I just kinda laughed and said no. I also pulled out three more points. “How much are you putting in each?” “.5 for me, you, and Javi. .8 for Ty. How much do you want for your buds that are coming?” asked Tre. I told him to do .5 for them as well. “You want to really get this party flowing, huh?” I just nodded. “I’ve never done more than .4 before but I figure a little extra boost will help me get rock hard again and let my poor nuts build up some more special seed,” Tre whispered. I don’t really know why we were whispering to each other. With all the grunts and groans coming from the bed, I doubt Ty could even hear us much less focus on what we were talking about. “OK, it seems like you know what you’re doing. I’m going to go get another Gatorade from the fridge and get the G ready.” As I was in the kitchen, my phone buzzed and my bro texted that he was here. I told him the apartment number and to come up. As I let him in, my bro with the bud texted that he was here too. So I gave him the apartment number. Soon all four of us were standing in the kitchen, and I gave them each the details of the situation. “OK, the white bitch cum slut was virgin until tonight. He’s high as fuck. We are all about to slam and take some G. I got slams with .5 ready for each of you.” The guy that was new to me just bugged out his eyes, so I stopped. “Is that going to be ok?” He said yeah he’d just never done more than .25 before. “That’s cool man, if you want less we can do that.” He just shook his head and said he was down to try a big slam, so I continued. “He is negative or was until we started fucking him. He can take dick like a champ and loves it rough. The harder and rougher you get, the better. Breed him and rough him up and let's make sure this bitch converts tonight.” They all agreed, so we headed to the bedroom. I led them back to the bedroom. As we walked in, Tre welcomed the guys and introduced himself, Javi, and Ty. He then said you guys obviously know Kenny, and asked them to introduce themselves. My first bro who came with the new bud said, “I’m Jay, and this is Mike,” pointing to his new bud. My second bud piped up and said, “I’m Chris. Let’s get this party going.” Ty watched the guys with hunger as they all stripped down to everything but their underwear. His eyes were glued to their packages and I seriously thought he was going to start drooling. Right about that time, Javi screamed he was going to bust, and he started pile driving into Ty. Ty looked back at Javi and said, “Yes, Javi! Give me your special seed. I need more cum deep in my white boy pussy from your big Latino dick.” Jay and Mike both just watched and smiled. Chris went to where Tre was and asked if he needed any help. He said no but looked at me and said the rigs were ready and asked me who was going first. “I think Ty should get his slam first so that he’s ready as soon as these guys get theirs.” I looked over at Ty, and he just looked back and gave me a big smile and thumbs up. I went over to Ty and told him to open up. I gave him 4 shots of G. I whispered to him that the extra one was so that he would be really horny and ready for all of us. He just smiled. I then grabbed his arm and told Tre to hand me the rig for Ty. Ty, already knowing what to expect, straightened out his arm to me and smiled. I found his vein quickly and told him to get ready. He nodded as I pulled back and got a register of blood. I then slowly depressed the plunger and pulled the needle out. He raised his arm over his head and immediately started to cough. I looked up and saw a little trickle of blood start to roll down his arm, and I just licked it up. Ty was too far gone in feeling the rush to notice. But, I distinctly heard Chris behind me say that was hot as fuck. I then went to my bros that just arrived, Jay and Chris, and gave each 2 shots of G and slammed them. Mike was next and said he’d never had G. I told him he’d love it. After he got 2 shots, he said it tasted awful. As Chris passed him the Gatorade, I told him to chase it and then take another sip and swish it around in his mouth to get rid of the taste. I then got Mike’s arm ready, found his vein, pulled back to get a register of blood, and then pushed the plunger into him. He raised his arm and started coughing like Ty. I looked at him and cocked my head, “You sure you done this before?” He was coughing still and looking at me trying to say something. After a few more coughs, he looked up and said, “Ya bro, but it’s been over a year, and I only did it once.” I looked at Jay and raised my eyebrows. “Don’t sweat it, Kenny. He’ll be fine. He wanted to do this. Plus, his dick is bigger than mine, so I know he’ll do some damage to the kid.” “Alright, but he’s your responsibility.” I looked back at Mike and asked, “You ok, bro?” He just had a stupid grin on his face and was massaging his dick through his underwear. He looked at me and told me he was cool and ready to fuck. Ty heard that and he got on all fours and presented his ass to the guys on my side of the room. As he did that a little fart came out of him and a huge glob of reddish cum pushed out of his ass and quickly dropped down to his balls and then fell to the bed. “Oh, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to be so crude,” Ty said worriedly. Tre, Javi, and I all chuckled. Mike, now fully hard, looked at the hole, the cum, and decided he’d had enough. He got up, pulled off his boxer briefs and walked over to Ty as Ty went bug eyed looking at the big dick pointing at him as it came near. When he got to Ty, he asked him if he was ready for more. Ty just nodded quickly as Mike slammed his entire dick in with one big shove. “Fuck, yes! This bitch is super wet and open but somehow still tight,” Mike exclaimed as he pulled out and slammed in again. He did that about 5 more times when he noticed the room was quiet and looked back at the rest of us. “Oh shit, man! I’m sorry. Did I go out of turn? Or were we supposed to wait?” “No, don’t stop!” Ty whined. “Kenny, please don’t make him stop. I’ll do anything you guys want, just keep fucking me. My pussy needs dick now. Fuck me harder, Mike. Please!” Mike stayed still waiting on our response. Meanwhile, Ty started fucking himself on Mike’s dick. “Mike, come on. Fuck me please. Damn, this is a big dick. I think you’re bigger than Tre.” I laughed. “Mike, shut that bitch up and fuck him. You heard him. He needs dick. Give him your big dick and fill his white boy pussy up with your special seed.” Mike didn’t need to be told twice. He grabbed Ty’s hips and started pounding into him hard and fast. Ty just started moaning like the whore he was. Tre came up to me and told me he and Javi were ready for their G and slam. So I gave Tre and Javi their doses. Right as Javi was getting his plunger pushed in, Mike started grunting. “Take that big Blatino dick you white whore! You want this nut? I’m about to bust a big load deep in your pussy. Get ready!” Mike shouted. He then started shaking and pounding erratically as he started cumming in Ty who just moaned. When Mike was done, he slowly pulled out and collapsed on the bed next to Ty. He was breathing heavily as Ty turned around and started licking his still hard dick clean. He jumped at Ty’s tongue, but then said, “Fucking white boy cum slut. Clean that big Blatino dick off. Who’s next?” Mike asked as he looked at the rest of us. Jay got up, already fully naked and went to the bed and mounted Ty as he was still licking Mike’s dick clean. He just groaned and started pounding. From previous experience, I knew Jay wasn’t very vocal, just a lot of grunting. So, that’s what he did, grunted and pounded away at the sloppy wet white boy pussy. After licking up every drop of cum and blood that was coating Mike’s dick, Ty held it up straight from his body and said, “Damn, you are bigger than Tre.” Mike just laughed and said he was 11.5” of Grade A quality Blatino dick. Meanwhile, Jay was getting close and then started cumming in Ty. Ty just moaned and begged for his cum. He reached back and grabbed Jay’s ass cheeks to pull him into his ass deeper while still begging him for his cum. Chris had moved next to me right as I was about to push the plunger down on my rig to get my slam going again. “That’s one hot white boy. I can’t wait to give him my load, Kenny. I want to knock him up so bad. Do you still have a PA?” I looked at Chris and nodded. “Why?” I asked. “Well, I lost mine at the last party I was at. I took it off to clean it off because one of the bottoms hadn’t cleaned out properly and forgot where I laid it down. It was the next day when I realized it was not in my dick anymore. Do you think I can borrow yours? I want to do some damage to his insides,” Chris said. I just smiled at Chris and grabbed my green bag. “Oh, I got something special then.” I pulled out the spiked PA, and Chris’s eyes just bugged out and an evil grin spread across his face. “Fuck ya, bro! Where did you get that? I need one just like it.” I told him I’d hook him up later, but for now, he needed to put it on because Jay was almost done. Jay meanwhile was still grunting and thrusting into Ty while Ty was just moaning and begging for every last drop of cum. Chris quickly put the PA in and moved his hips back and forth so his big dick slapped against his thighs. That sound caught Ty’s attention, and he looked up to see what was making that sound. Ty saw Chris’s dick swinging back and forth and could probably see that there was a PA in it, but Chris was moving it too fast for him to see just what it looked like. Ty just started licking his lips and looked up at Chris and asked, “How do you want me? I’m ready to please you sir!” I laughed and whispered in Chris’s ear what to do. “Tell him you want him on his back. That way he can see the PA before you shove it in. And make sure you shove it in balls deep the first thrust. Trust me he can take it. If he gives you any grief about the PA, just tell him that he either gets fucked with it, or he doesn’t get your dick at all. Trust me, he’ll take the dick.” Chris just grinned. Looking back at the bed, Ty was cleaning off Jay’s dick. Chris walked up to the bed and told Ty, “When you’ve cleaned off his big dick, I want you on your back with you holding your knees to your shoulders with your head on the pillows. That way the guys over there can see our profiles as I tear your ass up with this 13” mandingo dick.” Ty just moaned and got into position quickly. Chris mounted the bed and approached Ty and his openly presented hole while stroking his big dick. Ty, who couldn’t help himself, looked down to see what was about to enter his white boy pussy. He noticed the PA right away and the size of Chris’s dick. “Whoa, Chris. What is that thing? It looks scary.” Chris looked at Ty and said, “It’s called a Prince Albert or PA. It’s a piercing that goes through someone’s dick head. It’s usually curved like a circle and makes fucking feel so much better. Trust me, all the bottoms love it.” Ty just looked at him and shrugged. “OK,” Ty said and then looked at me. “Kenny, I’m not feeling the G yet. Can I get some more?” I just chuckled. I knew he was probably already sweating some of the G out by the sheen of sweat that was covering his entire body, but I went over to him with the Gatorade and the vile of G. Chris just sat back on his haunches and grinned. I gave Ty 3 more shots of G which he quickly rinsed out with the Gatorade. “No more than 10 minutes, and you’ll be feeling that,” I told him. I knew it was also a little early for the G to kick in. Between Mike and Jay, both only fucked Ty for like 5 minutes a piece or less so the first round of G hadn’t really kicked in yet. “What are you waiting for, Chris? Ty told you to fuck him with the PA. Let him see how it feels. If he really likes it, I can put mine and fuck him with mine too.” “You have one too?” Ty asked. “Sure do, buddy! Mine is like the one Chris has, but I have two others that you can look at and see if you want me to try a different kind on you too. But make sure you make Chris happy and get his nut. Go ahead, Chris. Breed that hot white boy pussy.” Chris, no longer ready to wait, positioned his dick head at Ty’s hole that was still open and leaking pinkish cum. “I’m gonna fuck you hard, white boy. I own the boys I fuck and destroy their pussies with my big mandigo dick. You ready for it?” “Give it to me, please! Chris, fuck me hard with that big black dick!” “No, this is a mandingo dick, bitch. Do you know the difference?” asked Chris. “A mandingo dick is larger than 12”. Mine is 13”, so respect the difference. It’s not just a black dick. It’s a black mandingo dick.” Ty giggled and said, “Chris, please give me your black mandingo dick. I want you to make my pussy yours and fill it up with your nut.” Chris just grinned sadistically and looked at me then back at Ty. “Be careful what you wish for white boy cum slut!” Chris then slammed his entire dick into Ty’s hole with one hard, ravage thrust. Ty howled out as the six spikes on the PA ripped into the walls of his hole, then his rectum, then his inner hole, and then into the walls of his large intestine. Chris quickly put one hand over Ty’s mouth and the other around his neck. “Don’t scream that loud anymore. I’m going to fuck your pussy, and you’re going to love every minute of it.” Chris pulled all the way out causing Ty to scream into his hand. “What did I say, bitch?” Ty just started crying and Chris said, “Don’t scream again. You can moan like the whore you are, but if you scream I won’t fuck you anymore.” I could tell by the look in Ty’s eyes that he was torn about getting fucked or having to endure the pain. Right about then his eyes glazed over. I whispered in Chris’s ear that the G was kicking in and to go ahead and rip the bitch up. Chris slammed his entire dick back into Ty. What started as a scream erupted from Ty but quickly turned into a moan. So Chris did it again and again, only getting moans from Ty. Chris felt Ty’s ass involuntarily gripping his dick as he was slamming into him. So he started to move his hips around and grind his dick deep inside of Ty. The spikes started grabbing and ripping into the walls of Ty’s large intestine. Ty’s eyes went wide, and he started to lean up, but then his tongue came out of his mouth and he collapsed on the bed. “Shit, he passed out again,” Tre said. “Good, now I’ll really fuck this bitch up,” Chris exclaimed. And that’s what he did. His hips went into overdrive. He fucked, slammed in and out, ground his dick in circles. He pulled his dick out and it was covered in blood and cum. By this time, everyone was gathered around watching and getting even more turned on. Javi said, “Chris, just push in and out quickly on his hole. Make it rip open more and bleed. Tear that shit up!” Chris moaned, loving the idea, did just that. Javi then said, “OK, now go in deep and do the same thing to his inner hole!” Sounds of agreement and encouragement came from all of us as Chris tore up Ty’s inner hole. He pulled out to show us his dick even more streaked with red. This time it was Tre’s turn to make a suggestion, “Now pull go inch by inch into his ass and rotate your hips around. Make sure those spikes are hitting his ass walls and tearing into them. We want to make sure that all of our loads have a chance to knock this bitch up and make him the poz cum dump we know he’s destined to be.” Chris just gave a sinister laugh. “You guys are just as fucked up and freaky as I am. I love it. He’s passed out and we are ripping this white boy up from the inside out so we can make him a toxic poz cum dump. This is my kinda party.” Chris did as he was told until Tre told him to do the same thing to his large intestine past his inner hole. Chris plunged in deeper and continued to do circles with his dick to make sure the spikes tore up the white boy good. Chris pulled all the way back out. This time his dick was almost completely coated in blood and the cum that oozed out of Ty’s hole was redder than it had been all night. “Fuck ya! Look at that. I’m about to nut.” We encouraged Chris to fuck him hard and that’s what he did. He started long dicking Ty again, pulling all the way out and slamming all the way back in. After about 10 thrusts like that, Chris grunted and started shaking. Balls deep in Ty, he unloaded his pent up nut that he had been storing for over a week. Chris finally drained, pulled out of Ty as cum just poured out of the gaped open hole. Even though the cum had gotten a little less red from all the nut that Chris had shot inside him, it was still pretty dark. Ty was still passed out. I looked around me, and there wasn’t a single guy that wasn’t hard as a rock and all were stroking their dicks. “OK, guys! I say while he’s passed out, we DP this bitch as much as we can to really rip his hole open wide. Tre and Javi, do you want to go first? I mean it is your place and all.” Tre just high fived Javi. Javi got on the bed on his back while the guys picked Ty up and folded him in half and lowered him onto Javi’s dick. A small moan escaped Ty’s mouth as the guys laid him flat on Javi’s chest. Tre got behind them and slammed his entire cock up in Ty’s ass at once. Ty moaned a little louder. “Fuck, Tre! This bitch is getting hard again. Keep fucking him rough and maybe we can make him cum hands free again,” Javi said. “I’ve got a better idea. We each pair off: Javi and Tre, Jay and Mike, and me and Chris. We each get three minutes to DP the bitch. Whichever pair can make him cum hands free gets to be the first to fist his hole after we’ve all nut in him again.” “No fair!” Jay shouted. “You and Chris have the biggest dicks!” “I know! That’s why we are going to win. But why are you complaining, we can all fist him! It’s just the winners get to go first,” I said. Jay shrugged and agreed. “OK, Javi and Tre. Your time starts now!” ******************** I hope you guys enjoy this chapter. Who do you want to win? Should the biggest dicks win or is Ty too close to the edge already? Does Ty wake up to being DP or being fisted? Let me know your thoughts. Any feedback is always appreciated.

CHAPTER 10 There was a party happening that night and starting around 8pm. I didn't really have anything better to do so I thought I'd go. Mike said all drinks would be on the house and being with Ricky actually sobered me up a bit so I thought it'd be good fun. I definitely wanted to take it easy this time because I knew what trouble drinking too much got me into last night! We got to the party round 830-9 and like last time, Mike seemed to know everyone, and once again, I felt a little lost. I was up at the bar grabbing another (free) drink when I felt a tap on my shoulder and heard someone whisper in my ear, "Glad to see I didn't take too much out of you today." I turned around & was pleased to see Ricky smiling back at me and gave me a warm hug. "Is this the guy you were filming with today? You were right, he is damn hot." said the guy he was standing with (who actually wasn't too bad either!) "Oh yeah, he's a natural!" Ricky smiled, putting his arm round me. "Though I don't think it was his first time in front of the camera. He's already got an agent, Mike signed him up for the scene!" That kinda threw me, Mike said I'd pestered him to be in a scene.... "Hope I didn't speak out of turn," Ricky apologised. "I really did love doing the scene with you, you just seemed at home in front of the camera and especially with Mike agreeing to the scene for you, I just assumed..." Fuck, Mike had set me up! I was so furious. I stormed off from Ricky and went looking for Mike. I found him shortly after and walked up to him angrily. "Mike, what the fuck man.....you lied to me. I never agreed to do a scene at all, you just said I did!" He smiled back at me, "Man, you were so drunk I could've said this morning that you'd have done anything and you'd have thought it had happened. And anyway, Tyler told me you had a thing for black cock so I thought you'd love it!" Holy fuck, how did he know Tyler? "He's done some scenes for me and mentioned what a great fuck you were so I thought I'd get you out here and film a scene..." Holy fuck, I'd been set up by this prick! "But I figure you can't say anything coz well, we all need to keep this a secret don't we.." I could have thumped him, I DEFINITELY didn't want anything to do with him. As I walked back up to the bar to see if Ricky was still there, a guy came up to me. He introduced himself as Dean from a company called VIP Crew and asked if I wanted to make $100 for being an extra in a scene. They were short a couple of guys and all I had to do was stand up the back and dance. I didn't have anything better to do and wanted to be away from Mike for a while so I agreed. Dean smiled and walked me out to a waiting limo where there were already about a dozen guys in there. There was someone up the front of the limo talking to a handful of guys when Dean made his way to the other group of us as the limo took off. "OK guys, now like I said, all you have to do is dance in the background. You don't have to do any more than that if you don't want to and we sure as hell aren't gonna pay you any more if you decide to do anything else!" and we all had a good laugh. I struck up a conversation with the guys I was next to, both were regular actors that wanted to have a night off but couldn't resist the lure of being paid to have some drinks, dance and watch a live sex show. I quickly agreed that it was a pretty sweet deal! We pulled up at the club and there was a crew waiting out the front of the limo filming us as we left, I quickly made my way in. It was a pretty seedy club but we had it all to ourselves - I guess it was easier to hire it out that way!We were just dancing around in the background as we'd been told, the camera occasionally came over towards us but it was mainly focused on the guys that had been sitting at the front of the bus as they started kissing and peeling each other's clothes off. I had to admit it was pretty hot in every sense of the word in the club. The dancing was making me get a bit hot & watching these guys start kissing & sucking each other was getting to me too. I'd never actually seen it happening in front of me in any sense, whether it be in real life or on screen, but it really was a huge turn-on to watch. I heard an unmistakable sniff next to me and I turned to the guy who's eyes were totally glazed over, "Want some poppers man?" I was too turned on to refuse and took two deep hits. I guess it was a combination of being drunk, horny & high but I felt amazing and I could tell the guy that gave me the poppers was feeling the same. He grabbed my ass in both hands & pulled me in close for a kiss. I had no absolutely no idea who this guy was but we were making out in the club like we'd been lovers for life. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see a camera moving it's way towards us but I didn't really care. We broke off and smiled at the camera, when I noticed that two of the "stars" were dancing completely naked and kissing so hot and hard with each other. The camera moved away from us when I took 2 more hits of the poppers and made my way over to them. I just needed to suck cock so bad and theirs looked so beautiful so I knelt in front of the two of them and started licking them up and down. I was looking up at them as I did though they kept looking over to the side (at the director maybe?) but I didn't care, I just wanted their dicks. I could hear the extras yelling out their approval in the background but it was just white noise as I was concentrating on the job at hand, or both hands actually. The two guys peeled off my clothes and before long I was on all fours in this nasty club, getting pounded at one end while I sucked cock at the other. I'm sure the guy that had arrived in Vegas a few short hours ago would've been shocked and appalled at what I was doing but I was loving it all too much to care. It was all a bit of a haze but I'm thinking all of the "stars" had a go at my ass as I kept feeling my ass open for a very short time before there was a new cock in me, and then I'd be sucking a different cock as well. I think by the time they'd all finished inside me (at one end or the other) it must've been around 3am. The director yelled out "That's a wrap" and there was plenty of cheering and I stood up a bit groggily. The director gave me my $100 and said that even though I shouldn't be treated like one of the main actors, I'd be allowed to use the showers with the other guys. They were horrible showers in there and the hot water only lasted a short time. As the cold water hit me I could hear the stars in the other cubicles talking about how it was all so unexpected that I joined in and that there'd have been no way that they'd have done what I did for $100. They were even calling me a "dumb whore" which, combined with the cold water, sobered me up a hell of a lot. What had I done? I'd not really even see these guys' faces and they came in me so many times. Was I really a whore? As I dried myself off, I ordered a cab and then slipped out a side door of the club to make my way back to the hotel room. END OF CHAPTER 10

does anyone out there know how to make your dick permanently soft so it doesn't work? I don't want to mess with my hormones, so no castration or anything like that. other than doing tiny, staying in chastity long term or getting it cut off, is there any procedure that could be done to make your dick not able to get erect at all? I just want to be a totally committed pussy bottom and get all my pleasure through my vag thanks all

The stud looked down at me, “Take a hold of it.” My hand hesitated as I reached for his humungous cock, totally engorged with blood at this point. I swear it had grown another inch at least from when I measured it. I wrapped my hand around it, but my fingers just barely touched, and definitely not comfortably. It was so thick and juicy. “Stroke it,” he condescended. I began running my hand up and down the length of his cock, moist from the hot day and his yard work. “That’s how a cock is supposed to feel in your hand. Meaty, big, like mine. You enjoying that?” I couldn’t tell him. I didn’t know. All of this was so new. I knew that I didn’t want it to be happening. I was terrified of what was coming, and I was humiliated to know that I would never be able to satisfy another person as a man. There was a feeling in my stomach though, a fluttery feeling. An uncontrollable excitement at being completely robbed of my power of choice, of submitting totally to another man. There was a freedom in it, an empowerment in being able to shed the pressure and worry of measuring up. I didn’t measure up, but I could offer my holes without feeling the need to compete or prove myself. I figured that I must enjoy stroking his cock because I was still doing it and he wasn’t egging me on. With a small cursory nod I answered his question and then tried to quickly change the subject by asking, “What does the tattoo mean?” The black and red emblem that I had seen in doctors' offices and biology labs for years was right at eye level, staring me in the face. It seemed to be warning me…but of what? “I’ll tell you what,” the beast licked his lips. “When you’ve given your ass over to all of my cock; when your pussy rings have stretched and open enough so that your smooth little bubble butt is pressed up against that tattoo, I’ll tell you what it means.” I had been looking at him while he spoke, my eyes crinkling more and more with concern as he talked about the intention of putting that entire part of his anatomy into my tight pink asshole. His eyes rolled back in his head and grabbed his cock away from me, jerking it at the speed of light and growling, “Uhhhh, those little looks of fear you give me, get me so fucking hard and horny.” And with that, he squeezed his thumb down the entire ten-plus inches of his shaft and a bead of sticky fluid peaked out of the hole at the end of his penis. It formed a full pearl of pre-cum, hanging onto the opening of his cock and had soon created a drip about a half inch long dangling from the slit. “Take a taste.” “What?” I stammered, not ready for this. “Stick out your tongue and lick that juice from the end of this hole wrecker.” I just froze. “I swear to God, if you waste that drip of pre-cum and let it fall to the floor, not only will I shove your face down there to lap it up so fast and so hard that you’ll have a bloody lip, but I will stick my entire fuck stick into you dry and fuck a hole into your colon. Get licking.” And I could tell he was serious about hurting me so I stuck my tongue out and leaned forward on my knees. I pushed my tongue against the end of his bulbous head and transferred the sticky substance from his hole onto my tongue. His taste filled my mouth immediately, this sweet and salty nectar that immediately got my tiny dick harder and made me inadvertently open my thighs a bit to allow anything and anyone easier access to my back door, but also made me feel trashier and used, nothing but a worthless receptacle for a real man’s bodily fluids. But I didn’t mind feeling that way. His taste lingered in my mouth but was too weak to incite the feelings again. I reached out for his dick, trying to squeeze another dollop onto my tongue, and managed a smaller, equally delicious drop. I released his pole and moved my tongue around my mouth trying to expose my taste buds to as much of the stuff as I could. With a small laugh, my attention was brought back to the man that owned me for the afternoon just to settle a $20 pool debt. His enjoyment of my desire for the shit coming out of his dick was apparent and he smiled that smile at me. “Go ahead and suck it. Give it a good taste. Worship a real man by taking his cock where ever he wants to put it.” “I don’t know how to suck cock.” I didn’t. I was being honest. I had never done it, and he was so big. I wouldn’t do it well, I knew I wouldn’t. And I was scared about what it meant if I did. He simply said, “So you’ll learn. And you’ll learn fast. The better you are at it, the longer it is before I violate your other hole.” My ass clenched at the mention of being torn open by his oversized tool and my stomach fluttered at having it be called my “other hole.” I accepted what he said by nodding as I approached his 10 incher, slowly opening my mouth. “Open bigger than that, boy.” I stretched my mouth wider, and felt the soft velvety skin of his mushroom head push through my lips. Again, he tasted of sweat and work. Not dirty, but clean fresh sweat (Again, I would find out the difference later with some of my other clients that tasted of dirty sweat.) This man’s taste consumed me, especially when his helmet was against my soft pallet and my tongue was rubbed against by the spongy, damp skin of the steel-like shaft. “That’s a good rookie cocksucker,” he coached. “Now suck on it a bit. Pretend you wanna’ suck something from my balls through my dick like a straw.” I began giving the portion of his cock I had in my mouth some suction, doing exactly what he said by pretending that I was sucking on a straw. The taste of his pre-cum flooded my mouth again, this time more than the first drip. I felt like a whore and sucked harder. “That’s a good hole. Now bob your head a bit. Be sure to keep those teeth out of the way. Good faggot boy, pretend your mouth is a pussy and fuck yourself with my meat.” I bobbed my head just like he said, trying to take more of it, but not really getting that much of his endowment in my mouth. “Now this is important,” he schooled. “Don’t be all neat and prissy about your blow jobs. Let them get messy. Let the saliva flow, let it run out onto the cock, over your face, never swallow that shit back down. The only thing you swallow is puke if you should gag that much on it. Don’t ever fucking throw up on my dick. You train your fucking throat better than that.” I continued to bob and suck, letting the saliva building up in my mouth go where it wanted. There wasn’t enough room in my mouth for his gigantic piece and all that saliva so it began to run down the top of the 6 inches of his cock not yet in my mouth hole and all over my chin, dripping and falling down onto my sore red boy tits and my eight pack. I felt his hand run through my hair, and then his fingers entangled themselves in my tresses, reclaiming the power and control of how much cock each of my orifices would be consuming. My eyes shot up to look at him, immediately tearing and pleading with him to have mercy. Slight pain in my hair straining against my scalp signaled me to meet his pelvic thrusts with my mouth. His throbbing pole began hitting the back of my throat causing me to gag and choke. I remembered what he said so I focused on not letting myself puke. My hands reached forward to brace myself against his thighs, muscled and defined from sports and work…and I’m sure, from fucking every hole attached to a hot person. Spit was running like a waterfall down my chin and over my torso. My eyes were watering so tears were streaming down my face and snot was dripping from my nose uncontrollably. Bubbles were forming and popping all around the entrance of my mouth where his cock picked up speed in its invasion of my face. I continued to look up at him, embarrassed of all of these things, embarrassed to be emitting so many unattractive fluids all over my face, my mouth distorted by another man’s horse cock. But he would have none of that. “Forget about it, cunt, let it go. You look like such a slut. Ashamed that you have tears, snot, and spit all over your face. And all because of my cock. Just think, your girlfriend never looked like this because your dick can’t do this. She coulda’ flossed with your pathetic dick, but this is what a man can do. Reduce a pussy boy to a choking, gagging whore with red teary eyes, a runny nose, and a mouth stretched beyond recognition. So just accept it. Fucking relish the freedom of letting those juices flow, of being covered with spit and semen and piss and snot just to please another man, a real man. Come on, let it go. Let it go.” My mind was racing, but I figured that this was happening one way or the other, so I might as well listen to him. He had far more experience in this than I did. He sounded like he was trying to help me make it easier on myself, albeit a bit cruelly. So I tried. I stretched my increasingly tiring mouth even wider, tried to think of yawning in order to open my throat, and stopped trying to blink away the tears or sniffle up the snot. He immediately felt my mouth and throat give in, “That’a boy…” He really began skull fucking me, the helmet of his tool plungering in and out of my virgin throat. Everything was flowing…tears poured out of my eyes, mucus bubbled, dripped, and dried as I fought to breath through my nose, and saliva just gushed, splattered, and spilled in long strings from my chin and his cock onto my body and the floor. As I gagged, I prevented myself from throwing up, but I would cough up bile from deeper inside of me that inevitably would spill out over my chin and down my torso. I could hear the sounds of wet suction in my mouth and throat as I took him farther into my gagging orifice until suddenly, I felt his low hangers slapping against my chin. I couldn’t believe it. There was enough of his ten and half inches in my little mouth so that his balls could swing and hit my chin. “That’s a good little whore. Let me skull fuck you, you stupid little slut. You fucking cock socket.” And he just kept pushing into my mouth, invading my throat, his balls hitting my wet chin in rhythm and sending small showers of spit into the air, spraying my face and his hips. The friction and the repeated stabbing into my throat was wearing me down so in retaliation, I reached my hands around to the back of his thighs and his ass, and I don’t know what I was thinking but I pulled him into me, rooting his cock deep in my throat. I dug the fingers of my right hand into his chiseled ass and grasped his right hamstring with a wanton need, not letting him move, just keeping almost 5 inches of his dick in my esophagus. Somehow it occurred to me that I could pulse my aching throat around his cock and so I squeezed his snake with my throat to keep him satisfied with the lack of movement. I kept re-emphasizing my need to have him lodged in my gullet by forcefully caressing and kneading his leg and ass. I was being reduced to a 20 dollar whore. “Holy fuck, you are a cock lover. Look at you using your throat like a pussy trying to milk a baby out of me. You are such a dumb little fuck toy. You just love that dick, don’t you?” He waited. I couldn’t believe he wanted me to answer. I was engulfed on his cock! His hands held firm on my head and I was starting to feel a bit suffocated. “Come on, faggot, answer the question. You just love that dick, don’t you?” I pushed back on his hand, but he didn’t budge. “Ah ah ah, answer me with that cock in your throat. You can do it.” I was starting to get that panicky feeling because my limited air supply was becoming uncomfortable. I struggled and whimpered a little bit. “No you don’t. You don’t come up from that cock until you answer me and I can understand what you said. You just love that dick, don’t you?” I quickly tried to say, “Yes, Sir,” but it was completely unintelligible. I didn’t even understand it and I was the one saying it. “I couldn’t understand that,” he taunted. “Be a lot more articulate than that.” I was starting to get scared that he would never let me breathe. I mustered all my energy and said as clearly as I could, “Yes, Sir.” He released my head as he said, “That’s what I thought, bitch.” I sputtered and choked as I sucked big breaths of air in. Stroking his glistening shaft with long, smooth gestures, he circled me like a shark, collecting the slime from his tool in his hand. He grabbed my hair again and yanked my head back, my mouth instinctively flying open as the ceiling became my focal point. I felt his other hand scoop up the spit that had pooled on my body, adding to the collection from his dick. He then moved up to my face and scooped up all of the stringy saliva, bile, and snot from my cheeks and chin. Leaning over my still gaping mouth, he force fed me the goo in his hand, and then added to the cocktail by hawking up a loogey and expertly spitting it in my mouth. “Swallow it, slut.” I brought my lips together and gulped down the disgusting mixture. It certainly didn’t taste good, but my dick jumped and my ass twitched so I knew it was something that I craved. My tongue lashed out and looped around my mouth in search of any extra saliva, precum, or dried snot that I could ingest. My captor was obviously please with my submission and released my hair, continuing to circle me. Finally, he placed his forearms on the back of the couch and bent over. Somehow, even in this typically vulnerable position, he looked masculine and powerful. His hairy legs bulged and tensed as he bent his knees so that his sculpted ass was more exposed. Both of his cheeks quivered slightly, the muscles flexing in waves as he maneuvered into a comfortable position that he would be able to maintain for a while. The hair on his ass looked soft and silky, the skin beneath glistening with the same sweat that I had encountered everywhere else on this bull. A deep crevice cut through the rounded globes of his ass leading to his asshole. An asshole not like mine, not meant to have things in it. Not meant to be used by other men in lieu of jerking off. Not meant to be used as an alternative to a urinal. That’s what my pretty pink asshole was for, not his. His brown pucker stared straight at me, expectantly. It was a tight, manly starfish of an asshole lightly circled with wispy brown hair. “Don’t just look at it, faggot. Eat it.” “You haven’t showered though.” “I’m gonna’ fuckin’ beat your ass, you stupid whore. A fuck hole that I own for the afternoon shouldn’t give a shit whether I showered or not.” His mention of shit made my mind spin. What if he had pooped before I got there. I definitely didn’t want to taste THAT! He interrupted my thoughts, “You need to get your whore-ass tongue out of your slutty mouth and into my butt or I swear to God I will put things up your ass that you’ll have to go to an emergency room to get out. Don’t think I’m kidding. I once kicked a bottom out that door because I had forced him to take a baseball up his ass and he couldn’t push it out. I told him to come back when he strengthened his cunt muscles and sent him on his way.” I knew he wasn’t joking so I just mustered up my courage and smooshed my face into his ass. Fuck, was he musky. No shit smell at all, but the pungent fragrance of a truly masculine man. The way his sweat meshed with his body’s chemistry turned what could have been B.O. into something aromatic, earthy, and truly delicious. My mouth literally watered and I knew I needed to taste it as well as smell it. I inhaled deeply to have the smell strong and fresh in my nostrils as I spread his muscular cheeks with my hands, planting my open mouth on his waiting anus. “Yeah, lick it like a full service bottom should,” he encouraged. Feeling the need to enjoy as much of his musk as possible, I slobbered over his hole, crack, and glutes. I gently bit his ass, running my tongue back and forth, and then pressing it into his hole, feeling his tender unfucked insides against my exploratory tongue. Legs shaking, he growled and beat his meat as his rented property slurped and sucked his ass. I must have done this for five or ten minutes and would have been content to keep going, although the muskiness was starting to dissipate much to my disappointment. However, he had other plans. He looked back over his shoulder at me munching away on his shitter like a kid eating his favorite meal and said matter-of-factly, “Okay, now it’s time to split open your tight little cunt.” I looked up from his ass, my face slick with my own saliva that now tasted and smelled like his ass musk, scared and helpless. He just grinned.