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Broke up with ex yet again after turning him into a poz chem pig

Last night a buddy of mine asked if I was up for something different. He had 4-6 tops who would wear a hood so I could not see face I would be the bottom who would take all of them They all wanted it raw and they would cum in me no questions asked sounded like fun so I said sure About 8 I went to his house and naked on bed They came in all with hoods over face could not see them i sucked one while another was deep in my ass In the night I took 7 loads from guys who all i saw was torso and dicks It was hot

Woke up super horny this morning, so I hopped onto Grindr. The very first profile read, "hosting now" - and inside it contained the name of a very nice hotel right around the corner from me, along with a room number. Needless to say, I jumped at the chance to have some fun so close to home. "You just taking loads, or giving them too?" I asked, assuming he would respond that he was a bottom and only there to take loads. Still, maybe I could suck his cock, or at least eat his ass. "Both," he replied to my surprise. "Want to breed a fat ass?" I asked him, attaching a pic taken last year of my ass in the air with a big load of cum dripping out of it. "Sure," he wrote back. My heart racing, I checked his status, and he had listed it as 'neg, on prep'. Oh, well. It would still be fun to take his load! I told him I could be there in a half-hour, and quickly went into the bathroom and cleaned out. A little over thirty minutes later, I messaged him from the parking lot that I was headed into the hotel. "Cool, a guy just bred me and left," he replied. I arrived at the room to find that he had propped the door ajar using the security latch. Pushing it open, I found the room was pitch-black - the blinds were closed and there were no lights on. The only illumination was the faint glow entering the room from around the door. I kicked off my shoes and dropped my clothes on the floor, hoping I'd be able to see to retrieve them later. My eyes began to adjust to the dark and I could make out his shape standing in front of me. He was tall with a stocky build, and he was working his cock, getting it nice and hard for my hole. Instinctively I dropped to my knees and took it in my mouth, getting it rock-hard and slick for easy entry. His Grindr profile said he was 6.5 and cut, and he wasn't lying. But he didn't mention how thick his cock was! My hole twitched at the thought of stretching open around his shaft. After a few minutes I judged he was ready. I stood and bent over the foot of the bed, bending my knees slightly to place my hole at just the right height. He began to push the tip of his cock against my asshole, and I realized he was going to fuck me without lube. I pushed back against his thrusts, and little by little my hole opened up to welcome him inside. He grabbed my hips as he began to pound me, and in the process threw a bottle of poppers he had been holding onto the bed beside me. Ever the greedy popper slut, I took off the cap and inhaled deeply through each nostril. My head swam a little, and I felt my sphincter relax just a little bit more to accommodate him. It's been a while since I was used completely anonymously like that, and I was reminded what an amazing feeling it can be. All too soon it was over, though, and I felt his cock pulse as he pumped his load into me. As he pulled out I spun around, taking his cock in my mouth and cleaning it off as I always do. Without any lube in the mix, the flavor of ass and cum was extra delicious. He lay on the bed and picked up his phone, presumably to find another guest. I dressed hurriedly, found my shoes in the dark, and headed for the door - double-checking to make sure I had my phone, keys and wallet as I did so. When I got home, I got back onto Grindr, still horned and now hungry for another cock. My new friend was still online, so I messaged him. "Thanks for the load!" "That was hot," he replied. "But I should probably tell you that I'm really poz. And not on meds." With that, his profile and message disappeared - he had blocked me. His words hit me like a bolt of lightning. I was incubating his poz babies! I can't describe the feeling using any other word but shock. And yet, as I sat there stunned for a few minutes, another feeling began to take over. I was turned on. In fact, as I thought about his message my cock got rock hard and I was the horniest I've been since I was in my teens. I wanted to respond to him, but now I had no way to do so. But I knew his room number. Composing myself, I dashed out to my car and raced back to the hotel. I arrived at the room just as another guy - tall and slender, with a large bulge very prominently displayed by his tight jeans - exited. He had left the door ajar, and I pushed it open. I had no idea what I was going to say. A small part of me was angry that he hadn't disclosed his true status before dumping a load in my guts, but as a cum dump who isn't on prep, I accept the possibility that it might happen someday - knowingly or not. Much more of me was excited at the prospect, and hungry for round two. Once again my eyes began adjusting to the dark, and I saw that this time, he was on his back on the bed. He was stroking his cock. "I hoped that would get you back here," he said. I could hear the sneer in his voice. "Are you - are you really poz?" I stammered. "Yup, and since you're here, come take another load." I didn't need to think about it. The hunger took over and I dropped my clothes on the floor where I stood. He wagged his cock at me and I climbed up on the bed, taking the proffered bottle of poppers while I was at it. A couple of big whiffs, and I was swinging my left leg over his body. Reaching behind me, I took his hard cock in my hand and guided it to my hole. "If the last one didn't take, I hope this one does," he said, and this time I could just make out the grin on his face. Without hesitation, I sat back on his cock. I slid inside me with ease, no doubt helped by the gape and load he left me with not an hour before. I rocked back and forth, feeling his shaft sliding in and out of me. He grabbed me by the hips and began pounding me hard. I knew his next orgasm was imminent. Sure enough, he moaned as his cock pumped a second poz load deep inside me. As I had done before, once the pulses subsided I slid off his cock and down his body, taking his softening cock into my mouth. I savored the taste once again of cum and ass mixed together, and made sure not to leave a drop behind. "I'll let you know next time I'm in town," he said as I dressed. "Please do," I replied. "I'll take your load as often as I can." I was a little surprised at how calm I was. Maybe it was the peace of finally knowing that it had happened, that I no longer had to go into each encounter wondering if this is the time I'm going to get pozzed. I could lean into it and fully enjoy myself. I got home to find that he had unblocked me on Grindr and sent me a thank-you message, which left me grinning from ear to ear. I know I'll hear from him again. I can't wait.

balls deep in me is really important to me

Nick woke first the next morning. He was surprised not to feel any discomfort as walked to the bathroom to relieve himself. He took a shower and as he washed his ass and down his crack he wondered if his hole actually felt any different. If so he could not defect it as he washed, Not that he had made a habit of feeling his asshole before Tex had been so careful and so tender. He had spent over an house with toys and fingers opening Nick up, There had been absolutely no pain. Tex had made his first experience with anal sex as good as he could. Yhe idea of another man fucking him still did absolutely nothing for him., though he had to admit to giving in to the physical pleasure of it in the end had given him a great orgasm Crying out “Daddy breed me!” qas more for Tex than out of real feeling. The pleasure the physical stimulation of his body had caused was undeniable though. It was odd to him that something that did not turn him on could make him cum. The fact that he could cum while having sex with Tex was a relief. He did get off on the fact that Tex was his biological father and didn’t know and that made him feel a little dirty though Tex was also a good companion and kind to him. In this fucked up situation found himself in things were about as good as Nick could ask for/ Nick went back into the bedroom and gazed at his father/husband sprawled on top of the covers, his legs open and his proud cock at full mast from the pressure of his full bladder Nick decided to have some fun, not really thinking about the consequences He picked up a discarder bottle of lube and put some on his hand letting it warm to body temperature before sitting on the edge of the bed and wrapping it around Tex’s cock and stroking as he fondled the balls he had come frim Teck moaned and writhed in his sleep, squirming in pleasure. He woke up cumming, Nick angled it so Teck shot on his chest and even hit his face Tex smiled then his eyes widened “Fuck!” he exclaimed, bolting tor the bathroom. His orgasm making his need to piss multiply “Good morning Daddy” Nick called pleasantly through the door as Tex’s loud stream hitting the water sounded “Get your ass in here Son” Tex growled Nick got his second shower of the morning as Tex washed him like a dad washing his young son. It was still embarrassing and probably why Tex took such care this time Back in the bedroom Tex asked him if he thought what he had done to his Daddy was funny “It had it’s moments” Nick said and that was a mistake “Someone forgot my warning about being a Brat apparently” Tex growled deeper Nick got a crash course in one of Tex’s other favorite kinks. Spanking “When Nick's ass had a definite blush to it Tex let up with one final smack He grabbed a nasty looking toy front his box with a round base, a narrow shaft that ended in a pointed ball about the size of an apple. “The next time I have to spank you You will also get to have this shoved up your ass for a few hours. Am I understood Son?’” Tech said in his Dom voice “Yes Daddy” Nick said meekly though a smug little voice inside him whispered “It was worth it to see him run for the bathroom like that” They had cereal that morning and perhaps not so oddly the both had the same favorite kind. Something with a disgusting amount of sugar in it. Nick made a call then said “You want to come with me to the lawyer who is handling your dad's will's office? I may as well get the ball rolling on all that and he can see us this morning” “Sure, why not?” Tex said They drove across town and parked on the street Tex got a call as the walked towards the tall office building’s revolving doors “My agent,. This won’t take long, go on ahead” He said to Nick “Ok it’s on the 17th floor third office to the left” Nick told him “I know” Tex said then he took his call Buddy Cramer had been the evil old man’s lawyer for years though Nick always got the impression that Buddy could not stand the man As Nick settled into a chair Buddy asked “So did you finally break down and marry Gwen? My sympathies if you did” “I got married but not to Gwen” Nick replied Buddy sighed “I guess it was to much to ask one man to sacrifice. I don’t blame you. I’m going to hate administering that Political Action Pact the way that old bastard wanted though. maybe I should just retire and pass it on to someone else” Tex stuck his head in the door at that point and said “Hey Buddy, good to see you!” “Tex! I have not seen you since your Dad’s funeral….” he said the his eyes widened “Wait” He said looking at Nick “You didn’t…” Tex sat in the chair next to Nick and took his hand “He did” Tex grinned “Buddy, this is my husband Tex. We were married yesterday” Nick said with an absolutely straight face “I didn’t know you are gay Nick” The lawyer said “I’m not but my husband is” Nick sid very dryly Buddy burst out laughing then said “Wait! Let me check something!” He went to a cabinet and pulled the file containing the Will in question bringing it to the desk “He made five changes AFTER the Supreme Court ruling, he was adding new hate groups he wanted to support if you didn’t marry Gwen including one dedicated to overturning that ruling so he was aware of it. That closes the one possible way this could have been challenged and even that probably would have failed but with today’s courts who knows” Buddy said shaking his head “I can in good faith start the ball tolling. There is no doubt Tex is descended from him. He had a paternity test done when your mother divorced him, trying to get out of child support” he said to Tex “Oh I know. I was seven and I still remember the argument that caused” Tex said “I just need a copy of your marriage license” Buddy said Nick handed him a notarized copy “Perfect!” The happy lawyer said “Here is how it works” Buddy said to the two of them “One month after your wedding day 1/15 of the money will be split and each of you will receive half. If you make it to one tear the money Tez gets is his to keep. The marriage has to make it the full 15 years for the same to be true for Nick. Each year on your anniversary another 15th will be paid out. You should both receive about 75 million a year” “The old man was that rich and didn’t want to pay child support” Tex said sounding angry “I think he sat it up to make Gwen leave you in the first few years if you did marry her” Buddy said “When the 15 years are over I will probably donate most of it to charity. I will just use enough to pay taxes” Nick said “You didn’t tell me I get half” Tex said “I wanted to see if you would marry me without it. You passed the test” Nick said with a smile “Gwen never knew and she would have been a monster with that much money” Buddy waved as they left and happily got to work getting everything set up “So what id your agent want?” Nick asked in the elevator on the way back down “He was just letting me know that there has been a delay in the shooting schedule of the next movie I’m going to do. I have a month free basically” he said “Time for us to get to know each other better” Nick said and he was pleased ay the idea “So where do you want to go on our honeymoon?” Tex smiled “I have some ideas but we have some things to discuss first. Let's go shopping. I have some changes to make in your wardrobe” “I dress just fine” Nick said They stepped off the elevator and Tex put a hand on Nick’s shoulder “I’m only going to remind you of this once. You are in a situation where I am in control. I get off on making my Son do things that makes thim uncomfortable and you really don't have much choice do you?” he said “I could be a total dick and just force you but instead I will offer you a deal and make it a trade off. You give me absolute control of your wardrobe and I will promise that I won’t have you tattooed or insist on any piercings unless you ask for them. These are kinks and I’m letting you chose. Oh, and I understand sometimes an adults have to dress for certain occasions a certain way. I will let you pick your own clothes at those times. Do we have a deal Son?” Nick got over his flash of anger at being talked to so bluntly ny taking a couple deep breaths. Between clothes and tattoos and/or piercings the choice was easy “We have a deal Daddy” Nick said. How bad could it be? They went to a clothing store that Nick had never been in. The sign out front read “Daddy’s Boy LTD” and it was in a cluster of gay businesses around the local gay hotel. The clothes were well made and compared to the places Nick shopped most of the time not terribly expensive Tex had him try on shorts, the longest of which only came halfway down to his knee and the shortest had to have a special pouch sewn in to keep his cock from popping out the leg. The fit was snug to say the least but they were also comfortable and felt durable. The initials DBL were monogrammed on the front right leg of each pair at the bottom, Tex bought him two pairs in seven different colors of three lengths he liked as well as leather versions of the shortest ones in black, white and red Yex also added several crop top tees that cut off just below his nipples as well as some full tees, tanks and football jerseys with matching baseball caps all with the DBL logo prominently displayed The man who ran the shop, a silver haired and furred muscular man in his 60s helped with the fittings and made suggestions. Nick was treated more like an abject than a person as he and Tex discussed how best to dress Tex’s Son With Tex’s permission the man had bent Nick over and firmly gripped his ass cheeks, legs and bulge in each size shorts making sure they were not too tight or to loose Forewarned by Tex, Nick kept silent as he was manhandled though it was difficult sometimes The final purchase here was five thong bathing suits for Nick “Take me to your tailor next” Tex said “It’s time to update to the newest style anyway” Nick thought as they drove there Nick ordered his usual 10 suits and 10 for Tex because he wanted his husband to look sharp. He blushed as Tex made some requests which the tailor agreed to with a slightl naughty smile, Nicks suits would come with normal pants and knee length shorts In a shoe store they bought Nick five pairs of expensive white sneakers and normal tube socks When they got home Tex sat down on the couch and opened his arms The day had not gone well for Nick so he was a bit sullen as he sat next to him, leaned back against Tex’s chest and was enfolded in Daddy’s arms “Here are the rules, You wear only shorts from now on and if long pants are required you must ask permission. In your own offices you will wear the shorts with your suits unless you have an important meeting. You will always wear white sneakers and socks when you wear shorts of any kind” Tex said Nick had many objections but kept his mouth shut. The image of the DBL logo tattooed on his ass kept his tongue in cheek “This is all to deliberately embarrass me isn’t it? To let everyone know you treat me like a kid and I let you” Nick said and almost kept the resentment out f his voice “Absolutely. It’s a mind game and will help me gain more and more control over you. I do have one question though, If you resent this so much why is your cock rock hard?” Tex said and he reached down to give that cock a squeeze as it tented Nick’s pants Nick blushed. He had not even realized and his body’s reaction confused him “Think about it and also think about what you deliberately set out to get yourself punished this morning. Maybe when you can figure out those questions what I am doing to you won’t seem so bad” Tex said Actually Tex was thrilled that Nick was instinctively playing along, The boy was a natural born humiliation sub with a good measure of Brat mixed in and despite what Tex said he loved punishing a Brat “Nick thinks I am taking him where I want him to go but I’m really just following his lead. I give him a little direction and he takes off running. I love this boy” Tex though and the his own words hit him squarely in the face He did love Nick, In just a couple days he was hopelessly in love with this straight boy who let Tex “control” his life. It felt wonderful and it broke his heart at the same time because he doubted Nick could ever feel the same for him Even sadder, he knew Nick wanted a happy marriage. Nick wanted to love Tex but could he ever actually do it? Nick was to lost in his own thoughts to notice the turmoil in Tex. E verything “Daddy” had said was true. The way Nick was acting was naturally out of who he was or more precisely who Nick wanted to be, He had always been in control, decisive and forceful because he had had to be. His parents were good people nut they had never been great at providing direction to him. They were very “go with the flow” and that left Nick on his own to figure out what to do Nick craved giving up control even while he stubbornly clung to it. It was hard to trust anyone with that much power over you. Tex didn’t know he was Nick’s biological father but he was turning out to be the man he wished his dad had been Well… without the sex… and maybe not quite to this level They were both still very distracted when they went to bed that evening Almost without thinking Tex rolled Nick onto his stomach, lubed up his cock and slid into his Son It was a long, slow gentle fuck and Nick enjoyed it more than he would admit to himself. Tex flipped him onto his back and they kissed as his father “made love” to him, It was the only way Nick could describe Tex's tenderness. Even more than the first time this seemed to mean something to Tex and Nick responded to the need in those eyes, giving as good as he got as they reached their peak together. Bath remembered that Tex was probably poz as they fell asleep with Trx’s toxic cock sill deep inside him. The next morning after the shower ritual Nick dressed in his new clothes, wearing a crop top and the shortest red shorts with a cap in the same color “You never did say where you want to go on out honeymoon Daddy” Nick said and it felt a bit more natural to call him that today “I have never been to Mouse Town or the other parks dow in Florida, have you?: Tex asked “No, sounds fun to me” Nick said He texted his personal assistant and asked her to make the arrangements They spent the morning at a local park throwing a football back and forth.Tex was dresses in sweatpants and a normal shirt but Nick’s obviously fetishized clothing and them calling each other “Daddy and Son” caught a lot of attention and stares, Nick hated it and yes his cock was hard all morning After lunch their itinerary popped on Nick’s phone. They would fly out the next morning and stay for two weeks in one of the hotels right on park property. They would have a nice bungalow with it’s own pool. They packed then spent the rest of the afternoon looking up rides and attractions That night in bed Nick got some practice on his cock sucking skills with Tex’s advice and instruction, He had a lot to learn but Tex said he was improving Nick stayed soft the entire time and that seemed to disappoint both of them, though it was not mentioned The next morning Nick’s personal assistant picked them up and drove them to the airport. They were off for whatever awaited them in “Mouse Town”. It was supposed to be a magical place and maybe that would help *************************************************************************************************** I would so live to see Nick in his DBL gear Let me know what you think Sxanbu

The afternoon at school was like a daze. Tom was having flashbacks. The end of the day announcements pulled him back to reality. Tom Kistner, report to Coach C's office immediately. Tom picked up his things and headed for the office. All coach said was, "After practice, I have some things to show you." Suit up and give it all you've got. Wait, Pull down your pants." As Tom did, Coach pulled the plug out, had Tom lick it and said, "You can't be on the field with this in you." Tom went into the john and let the cum run out. It was mostly watery. He flushed it away, sadly. Dressed for the field, the guys in the locker room asked about the interview. Tom said it was rigorous. They asked if there were game films. Tom let the know there were films. Practice was gruelling. Tom expended all his energy, gave his all. There were a few men in the stands watching. He wondered if they were the interviewers. That would have to wait. JD was filming practice as he always did. After 6pm, Coach said hit the showers and head for home. To Tom he said, "after you have supper, my house. " Tom said he would be there. When he walked in the house, his mom said, "There's my studly football boy. Dinner is on the table." Tom sat down with his Dad and his brother Rob. They had the usual dinner conversations. Tom said, "I had an interview for a scholarship today." His Dad beamed thinking how much money it could save the family. Dad said, "Son if you can get scholarships, it will make a big difference for our family budget." Tom knew he would take all the money he could get. At 7:30, Tom rang Coach's doorbell. Coach opened it and pulled the boy in. The room was not well lit and Coach sent Tom to a chair facing the TV. He said, "Watch carefully, this is raw footage. It will be edited to make a better video." Tom couldn't believe his eyes. It was Tom face down ass up. A huge man approached him. Tom could see one fat cock headed for his ass. Then it began, the man saying," take my load, you filthy slut. You know you want it. Tell me you want it." Tom heard himself say, "Give it to me, wreck my hole." The second feature was a smaller guy but he had a bigger cock. Tom heard himself saying, "Fuck me, please fuck me. Fill my cunt with your cum. The man did. He got off the bed and left. God, the third guy was the desk clerk at the hotel. He recognized him immediately. By now, Tom was begging for cock, Pleading to be fucked. Tom didn't remember that. Coach said, "these videos will be available to select people who will pay large amounts of money. We will pay the filmers, editors, and split the profits. Your portion will go into a scholarship fun to add to what I know you will get from State. We will be making more videos. If Possible, I want them to see you just masked, coming in, stripping for the camera and laying on the bed, ready to take the first cock I bring in. By the way, the desk clerk will be a regular." He knows who you are and won't ruin his life with his wife and kids by exposing you." We play Friday night in Carmel. Next filming Saturday afternoon," Coach said. "Will you be ready." Tom only thought of money, his family's budget, and how good being fucked felt and answered, "Yes, SIR."

Monday night after practice, Tom showed up at Coach's door for game vids. The two watched as if nothing else had ever happened. When the finished, Coach said, "Boy, strip. and give me ten." Tom did as he was told but Coach said, "Wait, you do your pushups on this special board." Tom had never seen such a board. It had a sort of tube attached. Tom was to start from the down position with his dick in the tube. Tom did as told. He began the up and down motions, on the down there was no problem, on the up the tube squeezed Tom's elephant cock pulling on it as he pushed his body up. Stretching the already huge cock. When Tom counted the tenth repitition, Tom got a surprise, a jolt of electricty ran thru hiis big dick and he came. He came a lot. Tom turned to coach, saying, "I'm sorry Coach, it just happened." Coach smiled saying, "Electricity can be a wonderfu thing boy. No go clean out your hole. You need a dose of fresh cum. Coach took the cup off the tube that had collected Tom's cum. He put it into a needles syringe baister. When Tom came out of the bathroom, all naked, Coach had him bend over a chair, shot Tom's own cum into his hole and began to fuck away at him. "Tom, do you want my cum,"Coach demanded. Tom could only ned, he begged. Coach was fucking him like a 2 bit whore. Coach gave three loads to his stud quarterback and said, "Boy, you will get plenty more hot cum. Good thing you like it. But, you are going to have to learn to top, too. We will work on that with a friend of mine. I never bottom. " Coach produced a larger plug than before, forced it into Tom's ass and sent him home saying," take it out in my office in the morning, not before." Tom dressed, thanked Coach and moved toward the door. Coach shouted,"Halt, my special sluts get a kiss." He and Tom engaged in a long wet kiss. And then again. When they finally broke, Tom got on his motorcycle and headed home. His mind was agog. The plug was driving him crazy with every move. He fell asleep around midnight. His dreams were of cock.

This is a regular top I hook up with who has the most amazing cock. I don't complain when he pulls it out to slide his fist in either.

I don't think I said that "sex addiction" is necessarily excluded from addiction's definition; rather, the point I was trying to make is that most people who claim 'sex addiction' don't really (a) suffer the kind of physical dependency that "classic" addiction (drugs, alcohol, tobacco, etc.) is characterized by, or (b) have the kind of life disruptions that truly addictive behavior causes. If "sexual addiction" isn't causing you to miss work, miss important life events for friends and family, causing you to routinely cancel planned non-sexual events in favor of getting laid, etc, then I don't see the "consequences" that would normally define addictive behavior. For those that do, of course, it's a compulsion that certainly should be treated, if possible. But I think "sex addict" is more often than not used as a bragging point, not an acknowledgment of a problem. After all, for "classic" addiction, the addicts can be broadly grouped into those who deny having a problem, and those who have come to realize they have a problem and have tried (successfully or not) to treat that problem. I don't know anyone who both admits to being an alcoholic AND who gleefully touts how much beer, wine, and booze he's going to consume each week.

Travis.....Again Sex with a judgmental Travis The night after the visit from the police, Matt goes to the bar and as he is entering the bouncer who has fucked him a few times pulls him aside and says, “Matt, I heard the police were at your place. Is everything ok? You aren’t involved with drugs or anything like that right?” Matt explains what happened and says it was all the noise late at night and he blushes. The bouncer sees Matt’s embarrassment and thinks he understands. He asks, “You mean when guys come over after the bars to fuck your ass? You’re making too much noise?” The bouncer smirks at Matt and Matt realizes the guy isn’t judging him. Matt relaxes and says, “I seem to remember that you love grunting loudly when you shoot your load inside me.” They both laugh. The bouncer says, “Matt. You’re a good guy. Just be careful ok. I don’t want anything bad to happen to you.” He rubs Matt’s arm and they part. Matt stands at an open space at the bar to order a drink. He’s in his own head about the conversation he just had, sex with the cop, sex with Jeffrey, wondering if he should get tested, not asking the cop for his status, etc. He barely notices when a hand is on his lower back and someone says his name. Matt looks over and sees that it is the party top, the guy who has watched Matt get fucked in his living room and has fucked Matt twice in different alleys. The party top asks Matt if he is ok. He says Matt looks a little pensive – not a good look for the bar. He smiles. Matt realizes that it is good natured fun so he relaxes and laughs. The bartender brings his drink and, since the bartender has also fucked Matt, he asks if everything was ok with the cops. He heard the cops were at Matt’s place yesterday. Matt is like, “OMG guys! Does everyone know? It wasn’t a big deal. I was making too much noise at night the last couple months and the cops came by to check it all out.” Party top is listening to the conversation. He can see Matt is getting anxious and annoyed. Bartender says, “Hey sexy Matty. I’m just asking. Lookin’ out is all. Ok?” Party top rubs Matt’s arm and says, “Let’s do a round of shots and we can relax a bit.” Bartender gives the three of them all two quick shots. Bartender pats Matt’s hand and goes back to work. Party top says, “Come over here and talk to my friends and me. The cops can be assholes. We know. Been dealing with them since the late 80s when they used to bust us for standing outside the bar.” Matt grabs his drink and they go over to a table. It’s Matt the 22 year old twink, chatting with 3 guys in their 40s, maybe 50s. He tells them about the noise complaints and the drug accusation, search of his apartment, etc. Matt leaves out the sex with the officer. By the time Matt is finished telling them what happened, one of the guys has bought him another drink. Matt says he thinks the older cop might be gay. The guy’s exchange a knowing look. They mention the older officer’s name and Matt realizes he doesn’t know the guy’s name. The guys describe the cop and Matt says he thinks that is him. Matt thinks how slutty it is to have let the guy cum in his ass without asking his status or his name. He shrugs internally – nothing to do about it now. One of the guys says, “Matt have you been to the bathhouse down the street or thought to take guys there? That way you aren’t taking guys to your place late at night. You could avoid annoying your neighbors.” Matt looks at the guy and says, “Aren’t bathhouses for slutty guys? Aren’t they unsafe?” The ignorance of the question seems sincere and naive. The guys realize Matt doesn’t know the history of gay bathhouses or much about the free gay sex of the 70s and 80s. One of the guys asks, "Matt did you know that having a lot of sex was part of gay liberation? Letting go of repressing ourselves and our sexuality?" Matt just kinda looks at the guy who asks and says, "I mean, sure I knew that from college classes. But intellectually, y'know? Not like, actually knew about it or thought about it much. And didn't all of that change with AIDS anyway?" The three older men look at each other and party top says, "Get comfortable Matty boy. Its gonna be a bumpy night." They all laugh at the old movie reference, even Matt who loves Bette Davis. Matt says, "Bumpy nights call for martinis." More laughter and they order a round of martinis. What follows is a free-wheeling history lesson on gay sex – locations, variety, Fire Island, Provincetown, discos, parks, bathhouses, adult book stores, rest areas, etc, etc. To say Matt is fascinated would be an understatement. He is asking questions and listening intently. He feels like he is learning so much. He interjects every so often to say things like, “I got fucked in the park a few times,” “I’ve heard of Fire Island and Provincetown, but never been, are they fun?” “Did guys use condoms?,” All the while Matt is drinking more martinis. Matt is drunk now and the guy’s seem to have lost a little steam in their runaway train of story telling. They say good night. Matt realizes he hasn’t had such a good night out in a long time. He is smiling as he walks home. He is also really turned on by the stories of men getting fucked in all these places. Not only is Matt thinking he wants to be the guy getting fucked in all those places, but he's also thinking how amazing it is to be part of a community that actually is so free and open. Matt is just about to open the door to his building when it happens……………….. He hears a scream, “MATT YOU ARE A FUCKING WHORRRRRRREEEEEE!!!!!!” The smile leaves his face and he turns to see Travis about two stores down from his apartment. Matt is stunned. He says, “Travis are you drunk? What is wrong with you?” Travis approaches and isn’t being any quieter and says, “I BET YOU HAVE CUM IN YOUR ASS RIGHT NOW YOU SLUT!” Matt is still stunned. He opens the door, enters his apartment building, turns to Travis and says, “Go home Travis.” Travis pushes his way inside the apartment building. Matt says, “Keep your voice down Travis. I have neighbors and it is late.” Travis, no longer screaming but still speaking loudly, says, “Why should I? Do you not want people to know you are a fucking whore?” Matt red in the face says, “Travis go home. The police were just here yesterday about noise complaints. Do you want me to call them about you?” At this point, a neighbor opens her door and says, “Matt what is all this noise?” He says, “I’m sorry. My friend is very upset about something. He is leaving right now.” Then he turns to Travis and says, “Time for you to go.” Travis grabs Matt’s arm and says, “Matt let me in your apartment.” Matt realizes that Travis really is kinda drunk. Matt softens toward Travis remembering how much fun they had together. Matt says, “Are you going to behave, use a regular tone of voice, and not scream?” Travis nods and says yes. The boys climb the stairs silently and enter Matt’s studio apartment. Matt gets them water and says, “Travis what is this all about? You broke it off with me remember? Why do you care what I’m doing or who I am doing it with?” Travis says he heard Paul and one of the college boys talking about my deal with the college boys to get fucked raw. Matt says, “Well I guess you were always going to find out about that since Paul loves to brag about getting guys to push their sexual limits.” Travis says, “So it’s true? How many guys has it been?” Matt says, “I’m not going to explain this to you. You aren’t involved. I like getting fucked bareback. You like fucking bareback. We always had a good time and you liked cumming inside me.” Travis says, “Are you positive now? After taking all those guys' loads in your ass? I know you didn’t want them to pull out.” Matt says, “Travis the guys have to show me their negative test results before we fuck. That is part of the deal. And no, I don’t make them pull out. Just like I never asked you to pull out. Not even the first night we fucked when you pretended you didn’t have a condom.” Matt is getting hard now remembering that first night of bareback sex with Travis. He can see Travis is getting horny and his face is getting warm. Travis says, “Yeah I remember that I said I didn’t have a condom, but you took off your pajama pants and spread your legs to show me your hole knowing we didn’t have protection.” Matt kicks off his sneakers, pulls off his shirt and sits on the bed next to Travis. He can see Travis is hard but doesn’t really know what Travis will do if Matt makes a move. Matt takes a chance. Matt reaches over and rubs Travis bulge. Travis looks at Matt. Matt says, “Yeah and then you put your bare cock inside me the first night we hooked up.” Travis leans in and kisses Matt and says, “And then you begged me to cum in your ass. It was so hot.” Matt mumbles, "My unprotected ass." Travis says, "Yeah. So hot." Matt unbuttons Travis shorts, reaches in and strokes his hard cock. Matt says, “And then we never used a condom after that. I figured what’s the point in wrapping your dick now.” Travis pulls his shirt off, kisses Matt, and says, “And you had already let me cum inside you, right?” Matt moans and leans back on the bed, “Yeah. And you kept cumming inside me.” Travis says, "So hot." Travis pushes off his shorts and underwear. Matt takes off his shorts and underwear. Matt naked now, lays back on the bed and spreads his legs. Travis puts his bare cock on Matt’s hole. But he doesn’t push inside. Instead, Travis says, “Then you gave it up bareback in front of my roommate. You’re such a slut.” Travis kisses Matt passionately while rubbing his pre-cum all over Matt’s willing hole. Travis says, “Then my roommate wanted to fuck you and I went to get a condom for you, but I came back and he was already fucking your ass. Tell me why you let him in you bareback.” Matt is a bit stunned at the question, but so turned on from the sexy talk and Travis cock on his hole. Matt says, “Paul asked if he could fuck me bare until you came back with a condom. I like it bare. I figured he’d already watched you cum inside me, so I lined his cock up to my hole and took him bare.” Travis says, “Then I handed you the condom but instead of using it, you told him to keep fucking you raw. And then he offered to pull out and you asked him to breed you.” As he says breed, Travis pushes his bare cockhead inside Matt’s raw hole and stops. Travis says, “I can feel the warmth from your hole. You need to get fucked don’t you?” Matt says yes. With just pre-cum as lube, Travis pushes Matt’s legs up on his shoulders, lines his cock up again and pushes. Travis bare cock slides all the way inside. Matt winces from the lack of lube. Travis doesn't stop. He starts fucking Matt and says, “Your ass feels so good bareback. Always has.” Travis and Matt fuck for about 5 minutes before Travis cums inside Matt without asking. Matt takes his load and is stroking his cock. Travis gets up and starts getting dressed. Travis makes no effort to get Matt off. Matt is a little confused. Travis looks confused and embarrassed and says, “Matt I don’t know why this happened. I mean I liked fucking you again. But…..” Matt’s buzzer goes off. He’s like, “Oh shit.” Matt thinks it might be the cops again. He pulls on some running shorts and answers the buzzer. It’s Jeffery. Matt says, “It’s not a good time.” Jeffery buzzes again and when Matt goes to listen, Jeffery says, “I want to fuck you again Matt. Please.” Matt thinks Jeffery sounds drunk, but he is also afraid Jeffery won’t go away easily. It's only been a day since the cops were here asking him to stop with the late night noise. Hurriedly, he puts on his flip flops, tells Travis to stay where he is and he will go downstairs and get rid of Jeremy. Travis says, “Jeffery? Bottom Jeffery? That fucking slut? You let him fuck you?” Matt says, “Let’s talk about it when I come back upstairs.” Matt goes downstairs in just his running shorts and flip flops, no shirt. Jeffery is all over Matt and before Matt can say no, Jeffery’s finger is sliding in Matt’s ass which is loose from Travis cock and load. Jeffery says, “Hot. You have a load in your ass now. I’m going to add mine to it.” Matt is kinda turned on because he hasn’t cum yet, but also concerned that Jeremy is making a scene. So, Matt brings him upstairs. They enter Matt’s apartment. Matt looks around and sees the bathroom door is closed and thinks Travis must be in there. Jeffery, already shirtless and with his pants open, lightly pushes and guides Matt to the bed where he has just been fucked by Travis. Jeffery kisses Matt. Matt isn’t trying hard to stop Jeffery. Matt sits on the bed. Matt is wondering how Jeffery got undressed so quickly. Jeffery’s cock is brushing against his face as Jeffery leans over him to remove Matt’s shorts. Travis comes out of the bathroom and says, “Oh fuck. It is true. You let this guy fuck you?!? I hope you make him use a condom. More guys have cum in his ass in the last month than came in your ass all year - and that is a lot of guys from what I hear Matt. This guy is a bigger whore than you are. He goes to the bathhouse and let’s guys fuck him bareback there.” Matt is annoyed. He just got called a whore again. Jeffery stops pulling on Matt’s shorts and turns to Travis and says, “How would you know that Travis? Oh wait, that’s right? You have been breeding my ass bareback in the bathhouse the last few months. You love cumming in my ass. Don’t get all judgmental now.” Matt is so conflicted. He’s already let Jeremy cum in his ass once this week. Jeffery is a bareback bottom, and 3 martinis into the night of not, Matt knows that is not safe. And now he just heard that Jeffery has been getting fucked bareback in the bathhouse. And that Travis has been one of the guys breeding Jeffery. Matt wonders who else is cumming inside Jeffery. Matt gets hard while thinking about it. He wants to do that too in his fantasies. He is kind of appalled at himself for getting hard about promiscuous, unprotected sex. But, Matt thinks back to the conversation he had at the bar about the freewheeling sex of the 70s and 80s. Matt makes his decsion. Matt lifts his twinky, runners legs and slides his shorts off. He spreads his legs, grabs the lube, puts the lube on the bed near his ass, and strokes his cock. Travis and Jeffery watch Matt show them his very sexy naked body. Jeffery says, “Matt wants me to fuck him bareback don’t you? Took my load couple days ago right here bent over his desk, right Matt?” Mimicking Travis, who just called him a whore, Matt says, “Yeah. So hot.” Travis pulls a condom from his pocket, tosses it at them and says, “Matt if you are smart you’ll make him wear that.” Jeffery says, “Fuck off Travis. I'm fucking Matt bareback.” Matt nods and says, “Fuck me Jeffery.” Matt lifts his legs off the bed, spreads them and shows Jeffery his hole. Last thing Travis sees as he leaves Matt’s apartment is Jeffery sinking his bare cock into Matt and as Matt moans. Travis thinks Matt moans like a whore. Travis calls Matt a WHORE as the door closes behind him. Jeffery blows his load in Matt twice in the next hour. Partially turned on from tonight's sex, partially on a cock high, and partially because Matt is angry at Travis, Matt begs for Jeffery's cum both times.

Last friday evening i was in a gay bar. Nothing much happened until an older man started talking to me. And after some chitchat i felt his hand on my butt. I asked him if he wanted to go outside. Older men are a weakness of mine and i shouted 'yes' inside when he asked me to go to the alley behind the bar. It's a dark alley where nobody ever comes so i pulled my trousers down and bend over against a wall. A moment later i felt his hands on my hips and his foot pushing my legs apart. 'You want to be bred, boy?' he whispered in my ear. 'yes sir, please breed me, i need your cum', was enough to make him enter my ass ballsdeep. It felt great when he started fucking. While he told me i was a filthy slut i kept begging him to breed me. We were a perfect couple and after some minutes he shot his load deep inside me. When he walked away i stood there for a while and felt his seed dripping down my leg.

When you are a size queen like me, you just cant say no to a big cock-- not even a toxic one that might give you HIV. Now I'd been barebacking for awhile, but i aleays looked for neg guys-- or at least guys who lied and said they were neg. But its hard to find negative barebackers- and i really like raw cock. Well, i found this one guy's profile on BBRT enticing, so I started chatting with him. His profile said he was "huge and uncut"-- so I just had to find out more! His profile also said "ask me" under status. Of course he was Poz--- but he also proclaimed to have a 9x7 piece of meat. We chatted off and on for a few months anD exchanged pics, there was always some reason not to hook up-- besides my overall fear of him being positive an having a cock that would rip me open. One night, after I had a few beers, I found myself on BBRT and feeling incredibly horny for a fuck. And big cock stud was on. And he IM'd me. Him: you lookin? Me: yeah. I need to get fucked bad Him: you finally gonna let me breed that sweet hole? Me: will you go easy on me? Him: yeah-- I know I'm big. Don't worry Him: and you're ok with Poz? Me: would you pull out if I asked? Him: yeah- I can cum either way Me: yeah, I think we should do this Him: can we film it? Just for us. I like to rewatch my fucks later Me: as long as you don't post the video anywhere Him: cum on over. Bring poppers He gave me the address which was only a couple miles away. And soon I found myself knocking on his door. I was met by a thin, wiry daddy guy, in his 50's and a bit shorter than me. He ushers me in and leads me to his basement which could best be described as seedy. Ratty carpet, bad panelling, a threadbare plaid sofa, empty liquor bottles and full ashtrays everywhere. We go to the couch and sit. I'm nervous as hell, but the porn is playing and it gives me something to watch. Seeing my hesitation, he pulls off his shorts... Holy fuck. That cocknof his flopped out and I was mesmerized. It was every bit as impressive in person. Moreso actually. Thick as my wrist, especially in the middle, with all this extra foreskin hanging off the tip. He was also flopping yo about mid-thigh And he wasn't even fully hard yet! "Why don't you suck it for starters?" he suggests. I knelt and tried to work that monster as best I could, but at my best I could only fit about half of it in my mouth. So I mainly concentrated on his skin-- tonguing it for all I was worth. Pretty soon he was all full mast and so was I. "You ready to get the fuck of your life?" I nodded yes. He led me over to his desk area and his computer. He fired up the computer's camera and started recording. Then he pushed me down and had me suck some more and get him good and hard and wet. While I sucked he talked up a storm-- giving me feedback, telling me how it felt, what to do. Then he asked me if my ass was ready. He stood me up and squirted lube on his massive cock, then he had me lube my ass. He spun me around and had me brace against the panelled wall while he rubbed his fat cock head against my crack. "You might wanna hit them poppers about now," he suggested. So I did. My alcohol buzz mixed with the fresh poppers sent me soaring and the next thing I knew he was using short quick thrusts to work his head into my ass. It felt in-fucking-credible! While he slowly worked deeper, he kept up a steady litany of "Yeah, open that ass up-- take my big ol Poz cock in that pussy!". Stuff like that. I kept hitting the poppers hard, but it didn't help much when he got to the thickest part of his tool. "Whoa! Damn that's thick-- I can't take it all," I told him. "Okay," he said, then he grabbed my hips and shoved violently into my hole. I screamed in pain and tried to get away, but he had me pinned to the wall by that giant prong of his. I know I was whimpering a lot, but he didn't care. He told me to just do more poppers. "I know it hurt- but it was for the best. Trust me, yours wasn't the first tight ring I've had to bust. Besides, When I promised you the fuck of your life, I kinda meant of your death too." And then he started really fucking me. Okay, I admit the pain of him ripping past by sphincter sucked, but what his cock did inside my body was nothing short of amazing. The fat part of his cock steamrolled my prostate with every thrust, and the knob of his cockhead kept popping up into my Colon with every thrust. I could feel him poking so deep in me-- deeper than any cock or toy had ever been. It hurt... Deliciously. "Yeah boy! Take that Poz cock! Wrecking your guts with my dick of death! You love taking this Poz meat, doncha boy?" And I did. He probably drilled me for about 15 or 20 minutes solid- and by the end I was fully bent over, bracing my hands on that wall and pushing back into him. And he was fucking me with every inch-- coming out just so the head was in, then slamming back in. My cock was drooling precum everywhere. "What's your status, boy? You neg?" "Yes sir," I managed to get out between grunts. "You know I'm Poz, right?" "Yeah..." "Well, I'm getting close, boy-- where you want my load?" The poppers and alcohol (and the amazing cock) had done their trick. "Don't stop fucking me!" I heard myself beg. "Well Here it cums boy! Here it.... Fuuuuuuuuuck yeah! Breeding your neg cunt with my toxic seed! Take my dirty load bitch!" When he started shooting, he planted his cock as hard and as deep as he could. He also had one of those spongier cocks that really swells and pulses as it cums, so I felt every shot of his venom jizz up inside my colon. Then I came-- all over the panelling and that nasty carpet. I didn't even touch myself, my orgasm just... Happened. He stayed inside me for a few minutes, slowly thrusting and withdrawing his meat. Working his load into my guts. Which is exactly what he said while doing it. Eventually he did what felt like the longest pullout I have ever felt, and his dong popped out with a wet plop. Them he turned off the video and we cleaned up and got dressed. He showed me bits of our "movie"--- damn, it WAS hot seeing that much cock wrecking my butt! He promised to email me a copy for my enjoyment. "And this is just for us, right? No posting online?" "Don't worry," he told me. A couple weeks later I got sick-- and I knew. Sure enough, my next HiV test confirmed it. I Tried looking For big cock daddy online, but I almost never saw him on. I emailed several times, but months went by and I never got that copy. Evidently it was "too big" to email. And when he was online, we could never find a time to repeat the fuck do I could get a disc. Then one day I got an email from an acquaintance of mine (a friend of a good friend) and I though "how unusual" for him to contact me. In his email he sent me a video link and said I should watch it. It was for some bugchaser or bug share website.... My heart stopped. Damn if it wasn't our video, right out there in the public domain. You could see my face, me sucking his cock, me taking hom raw... I sorta freaked out a bit, to be honest. Then I watched the whole thing while jacking off. It a fucking hot clip! He had edited it down some for time, but you could hear me basically beg him for his toxic load and then there he was knocking me up with it. Evidently lots of guys liked it because it got a 5 star review and had been watched several thousand times. Plus there were comments posted like "I love how that bugchaser begged for you to breed his cunt!". Stuff like that. Although the site where the video was originally posted is gone, I still run into our video now and again on dirtier sites. And it always reminds me of the fuck of my life. And my death.

My preference always is a loose hole. When I’m rimming him, I always think of the cocks and loads that have been up there where my tongue is now.

Getting my hole opened by a regular with thick cock

I loved Maspalomas, I can't imagine you not having a good time. While I was there, the nightlife was rather tame. I hear now things have changed. Beautiful beaches, very hot men, very friendly local store owners. I think I got laid every night while I was there....

Here’s mine

What a whore... xxx

Totally agree. I aint never worn a condom to fuck

Yesterday A few months I had a nasty back injury after a neighbor accidentally hit me with their car. So I’ve been a bit out of commission, and away from the gym. Finally got back into the swing of things 2 weeks ago and I’m slowly rebuilding my strength. Last week I was on the bench and after wrapping up, a guy started chatting me up. He was very nice and we went over our respective routines and went our separate ways. He is handsome, but his body definitely brings him up to a solid 9 rating with his thick legs, perfect hockey ass, and chest/abs that would make Superman look like an amateur lifter. I was a little intimidated since this guy is a good half foot taller than me and about 10 years older (he’s probably about 43). We ended up bumping into each other 3 more times at the gym, and last night he made a very blunt pass. Apparently, he’s been watching my Grindr profile lol. He very nonchalantly asked if was getting a ton of action Grindr. I responded “occasionally,” and he just smirked and said “that’s a shame.” He then whipped out his phone and opened up app and showed me his profile. Apparently, he’d been messaging me over the past few days and I had ignored them because his profile is blank and he never sent a photo. I instantly remembered his messages because they first started out as “hey” and then got really hot and explicit (but no photos). We laughed a bit and that’s when he asked if we could hang out later. Before I could say anything he flashed the band of his jock over the top of his shorts and then grabbed my dick through my shorts. About 2 hours later he got to my place. Now 99% of the time, I’m a top and I prefer a nice power bottom and I like to be the more dominant one. This did not happen. He was the most dominant controlling bottom I’ve ever been with and it was out of this world fun. He is a rock solid piece of muscle and his ass is a smooth piece of marble art. I think I spent as much time worshiping his muscles as I did blowing him. It was absolutely wild being ridden by a guy so much bigger and powerful than me, while hearing him moan “breed me” Not a bad way to spend a Saturday and totally worth the slight twinge I feel in my back this morning.

It was a slow Tuesday night at the Hollywood adult theater in Lake City. Just a handful of guys, none of whom wanted to stick their dick in my mouth. That was unfortunate. I really wanted to take a lovely prick in my mouth, nurse to a full erection and enjoy the taste of semen filling my mouth. I love sucking dick and I'm good at it. Too bad the closet cases and "straight" guys infesting the theater wouldn't let me show them a good time. I was sitting in the gay room alone, idly stroking my cock and watching a pretty boy take a rough raw fucking from a big dicked black guy. I envied the kid. I didn't have the guts to bareback and take loads like I really wanted to. I'd only had two raw cocks cream my ass, and that was only because I was really drunk. Both times I'd been anxious for months afterwards, until I tested negative. That didn't stop me from jerking off remembering the feel of a bare cock in me, the intensely arousing knowledge that the cock was spewing cum in my ass, the feel of it oozing out of my butt and the taste of it when I wiped it off with my fingers and licked them clean. Ah well, I hadn't been drinking that Tuesday night and would content myself to sucking and swallowing. Now, if some faggot would just allow me do that. The door to the theater slammed and few minutes later a middle-aged white guy walked in the room and looked around a bit and left. Figures, goes directly to the gay room, sees a queer with his cock out and leaves. Oh, well. Not long after that the guy came back and looked at me. He stepped directly in front of me, unzipped and took his cock out. I took my glasses off and licked my lips and he stepped forward and stuck his very nice uncut, soft dick in my mouth. At last, a fag who knows what he wants! I lovingly worshipped his prick. I love uncut cocks, especially when they're soft as they slide in my mouth. I love slipping my tongue under the foreskin and licking the head, enjoying the distinct tastes uncut guys get when they aren't too scrupulous about washing. Before long I had him fully hard, a lovely seven inches of moderately thick meat. Unfortunately he pulled out and walked away, stroking his length. Ah, shit! Tease me and walk off. Just my luck. I had just about just about decided to jerk off to the video when the guy came back and stuck his dick in my mouth again. I nursed him again and was starting to taste precum when he pulled out and sat down next to me. He turned his head to me and leaned forward. I did the same and he kissed me aggressively. I returned the kiss eagerly. I love making out with tops when they're as good at it as this guy was. He murmured in my ear "I want fuck you your ass." "Mmm, that would fun. What's your HIV status?" "I'm negative, tested last week." "Great. Use a condom." "Absolutely." He stood up, took a condom out of his pocket and rolled it on his cock. I checked and it was lubed. I stood up and assumed the position, bent over a chair back. "Let me open you up a little." A lubed finger slid in me and worked my ass, then another. He was a little rough and it hurt a little. He rubbed a thick lube in me and got me ready. Fingers pulled out, I felt the condom covered dick rub my asshole and shoved in hard. He was a hard, fast fuck, pounding my ass relentlessly. I was in heaven. He must have screwed me for 15 or 20 minutes. Finally, he humped in hard and held. "Breeding you, bitch! Knocking you up!" Those words puzzled me, no man had ever said that when he fucked me. Whatever, it was a great fuck. My ass was thoroughly reamed out. He pulled out of me and I sat down. He had pulled tissues out and was pulling the condom off his cock. I motioned to him and he stuck his wet cock in my mouth. I carefully licked and sucked him clean, enjoying the taste. Odd though, there was a tangy, greasy edge to it that I'd never tasted before. He leaned down and kissed me, smiling. "Thanks for a great fuck. Welcome to the club." He wrapped the condom with a tissue, dropped them in a nearby trash can and left. I sat with a pleasantly sore ass, puzzling over his last remark. Surely he could tell I had had dicks in my ass before. One of the guys who had watched me get fucked sat down and took my dick in his hands. Mmm, good. I'd love a blowjob or handjob while enjoying that freshly fucked feeling. We made out while we played with each other's cock. He was was large and hard and oozing precum. After a few minutes he broke off and whispered to me. "Do you know that guy?" "No, never saw him before. Why?" Do you know your HIV status? He's poz." The bottom dropped out of my stomach. He had lied to me. Never the less I responded "I'm neg, but that's ok, he used a condom." "Are you sure?" "Yeah, I saw him put it on, felt it when he was in my ass and saw him take it off and throw it in that trash can" pointing to the receptacle in which I had seen the top drop the condom and tissues. The guy reached over and gingerly fished out the tissues and condom, handed the wad of crumpled tissues to me saying simply "Check it." I unwrapped the tissues and looked. The condom was broken and bunched up. I felt the condom and felt what I thought was vaseline, then stood up and looked at the seat of the chair. There was a puddle there. I wiped some up and sniffed. Semen. The guy had doctored the rubber and shot a poz load in my ass. "Fuck. He shot in my ass." "Yeah. I thought as much. He's famous for stealthing guys." "How do you know he's poz?" "He told me. I'm poz too. He's fucked me before. I wish I'd had a chance to tell you. When he fingered your ass did it hurt?" "Yeah, it did. Usually I open really easy, with no pain. His nails were probably a little too long." "That was no accident. He was prepping you for his load. Scratching your asshole and rectum so you'd bleed and be more likely to get infected. I'm sorry, but my guess is that the virus is already in your bloodstream." "What can I do?" "Not much. Stock up on soup and electrolyte drinks. If you get the flu in the next few weeks it means you're infected. Go get tested later." I was sick to my stomach. I'd just been infected with HIV. My dick, however, was rock hard for the first time that evening. The guy next to me stroked my cock. "Odd reaction to getting stealthed." I was breathing hard. I realized that taking a poz load and almost surely getting infected had turned me on more than I'd been in ages. The hand on my cock felt great and I was about to shoot. I kissed the guy next to me and whispered to him "Fuck me and shoot another load of poz cum in me." My cock erupted when I said that. I really meant it. I was free. N o need to use condoms ever again or refuse any man's cock and cum. I was infected with HIV and didn't care if I got other diseases. "I'm really turned on watching you getting fucked and infected. I'd love to fuck your sloppy hole and make it a sure thing. Are you sure?" He held his hand to my mouth and I licked my last neg load from his fingers. I stood up, bent down, and licked the puddle of cum off the seat and tasted semen, assjuice and the coppery taste of blood. Infected, for sure. "Yes, do it. Make sure I'm knocked up." I bent over the back of the chair, reached back and spread my ass cheeks. The oozing head of his infected cock rubbed my asshole and he shoved in hard. My cock was rigid again, although usually it took a while to recover. I was so turned on knowing I had a dirty cock in me and was about to knowingly take dirty cum. He rammed his dick in me, fucking me as hard as the other guy had done earlier. I was in heaven, free at last to glory in pure faggot sex with no worries about anything but pleasing the cock in my ass. He hammered in and shuddered. I could feel his cock jerk and twitch and felt warm wetness in my guts. He moaned in my ear. "Pozzing your ass faggot! Fuckin' infecting you!" My cock twitched and I squirted my soon-to-be dirty cum onto the floor. One of the guys watching bent down and licked it up. My cock stayed hard. The guy rose from the floor, pulled a chair in front of me and bent over it. I stepped up and slid my newly infected cock in his ass. I wonder if he'd heard what the second poz guy had said to me and wondered if he cared. The guy was wet and I'd seen cum oozing out of him. I reveled in the feel of his slick asshole and the knowledge that my cock was bathed in strange cum. In spite of having shot two loads in a few minutes I emptied my balls in him quickly. I stayed in, enjoying the feel of his tight butt on my hard cock. Something nuzzled my well used asshole. I looked around and saw the first guy who'd fucked poz cum into me. He slid into my ass and whispered in my ear "How does it feel to be Another Infected Dicksucker, Son?"

I posted about this guy in cocksucking forum months ago. I was asking about sucking a very big cock. I had an ad on double list looking for a couple to play with. A lady emailed me asking if I would be interested in sucking off her husband's cock. I was so we all met up for drinks one night. Now this couple was very different. He is dark skinned 6'7 and over 300lbs. She is 4'9 and maybe 90lbs. Turns out we live just a few blocks apart and we all hit it off. We go back to their place and she tells me she hates sucking cock and wants a guy to be a regular for him. So after a lil more flirting and drinking he sits back on the couch and she is rubbing him through his shorts. I get on my knees and was absolutely shocked at how huge he was when she pulled him out. It has been a learning process to suck him off. There really isn't much sucking as I can hardly get the head in my mouth. So a couple times a week for a few months I show up to do my best to slobber, gag, and service his cock. He is never a blow and go guy. He likes to take his time and have his huge balls licked on too. So the other day I was invited to a BBQ at their place. All afternoon I am wondering if I'm going to get a mouthful of cum. After a bit the wife starts getting a little buzzed and flirty so now I'm sure its going to happen. Things are wrapping up and she pulls me aside and tells me she talked to him and he wants to fuck my ass. I never really thought it was an option because its always just oral. Now I'm super excited so I go home to clean out and get ready. An hour later I'm back and horny as ever. He is already naked sitting on the couch and she is sipping wine and rubbing her clit. I usually prefer for tops to mount me but due to his size I want to be in control at first. After about 10min of sucking and getting him ready I climbed on top and started sitting on his cock. The girth wasn't an issue but the length was a problem. After several minutes of trying everything lined up and he was balls deep. I rode him a bit to make sure I was good and then he pushed my down to the floor and climbed on top. It was a lil painful at first but once he was all in it was awesome. After a good hard fucking he unloaded inside me and just laid there. When he finally pulled out I cleaned him making sure to get every drop from his foreskin. I told him that was the biggest cock I'd had by far. The next morning he sent me a pic with a measure tape. He is a legit 13in.

It was late spring Sunday afternoon in 2001, and I had been away with work for almost an entire week. I was tired, and in need of a shower after a long flight when I got back to my apartment, but instead of hitting the shower, I went straight for gay.com. My inbox was empty, and I was about to log off when an instant message popped up - it was Doug. Doug and I had met online about a year ago, and truly hit it off... conversationally, that is. He was a very good looking, if you were into daddy types. He was also a 57, tall, sexy eyes, nice, strong body with a hint of a pot belly, and TOP. I had never been fucked before, but had been fantasizing about it for years, and knew I was a bottom. I was up front and told him I had never been fucked and that I wanted my first time to be with someone special... and raw. His profile was very clear about the fact that he was HIV+ and hated condoms. And that's how it went for over a year: I liked him, and he liked me, but we would just be friends, because he was POZ, I was NEG. I'd always tell him "it's too bad you're poz because..." and I'd finish with something completely stupid, and he'd always say something like "I would never bareback you" because of some BS propriety or political correctness. Somehow though, whenever we chatted online or on the phone, we ended up talking about barebacking and how powerful and intimate it is to be bred with another man's load. But it was. "Hi Kriss!" his message said. For some reason he always spelled it wrong, but for some reason it didn't bother me a bit. "Hi Doug!" we chatted and he asked if I would ever want to meet. "We've been talking for over a year, and I think it'd be nice to finally meet. I really like you Kriss" I declined and said I was tired, and needed a shower, and a bed. That's when he said "I have both. Why not come by just for a drink? Besides it would be nice to finally meet who it is I've been talking to for a year" I caved. I DID like him and had fantasized being fucked by him HUNDREDS of times, but I also knew nothing would happen. He was POZ, after all and I was neg. It was already dark, and what was usually a five minute drive seemed to take 20 minutes due to some mishap on the road. The slow traffic gave me time to think about all the times we had told me how much he loved to be inside a man raw and give him his load, and how he knew I would know what he meant when I met the right man. I was rock hard by the time I had pulled up at his address. He'd told me he would be waiting outside because the buzzer to his apartment was broken. I saw him from far away and couldn't help but think he was every bit as hot as I had made him out to be in my mind, and more. As I walked towards him in the dimly lit parking lot, I saw him smile, and suddenly became very self-conscious at the wet spot my still-hard and leaking cock had made on my jeans. I blushed and looked down sheepishly and he smiled broadly, opened his arms, wrapped his strong arms around me, then lifted my chin to look into my eyes and said "Hi Kriss... we finally meet!" And promptly deeply kissed me. His tongue entered my mouth and gently swabbed my own as though to say "I've been expecting you." I threw my arms around his neck, pressed up against him and again became aware of how badly my cock was leaking for this man. The beautiful kiss lasted a while and when he withdrew, he smiled, and slid his hands down my chest to the front of my jeans and said "let's get you out of these sticky jeans and take care of you." The ride up the elevator seemed to take forever; I was weak kneed from the kiss, but also nervous, not knowing was going on. Was this going to be a purely social exchange? Purely sexual? Or a combination of both? I was aching inside because of what I knew I wanted, and finally meeting this amazing daddy-type man, but again, nothing could happen because he was POZ and I was neg. As he closed the door to his apartment behind us we kissed deeply again. This time he was more forceful. His strong hands grabbed my ass as he pushed me against his door and invaded my mouth with his tongue. Outside his kiss was welcoming and friendly. His tongue was now exploring my mouth. I was taken aback but for every degree of nervousness, it seemed there was like measure of blood rushing towards my engorged cock. This man wanted me, and I wanted him. I fell to my knees in front of him and deftly undid his belt buckle and button fly to reveal his majestic daddy cock. It was not yet fully hard but it was rapidly rising under my gaze. As I opened my mouth, I glanced-up at Doug. His eyes ordered me to swallow him whole. As his cockhead disappeared into my gullet, I saw his eyes roll back as I wrapped my lips and tongue around his veiny shaft and slid my head towards him. However, before I reached the root of his shaft, he stopped me and said "let's get more comfortable." We disrobed and I eyed him up and down, seeing a strong chest and round abs, his legs were strong too, and his entire body was, in a way I'd never seen before, very vascular. In a word he was beautiful. He sat me down on his couch and took his spot in front of me and said "Now, I want you to show me how much you like sucking daddy's cock." He slowly pulled my head back onto his now fully hard cock. I obliged and swirled my tongue around every bit of him until he buried his cock deep in my throat. I felt his head pop past my tonsils and the taste of his precum suddenly sprang to life in my mouth, complemented by the manly smell of his bush. As I was about to begin gagging he withdrew again and bent down to kiss me. Harder even then last time he invaded my mouth and throat with his tongue, letting me know he was in charge, and that I wasn't in control of the situation. That was true, but I also knew that I was in control of my actions. We both knew nothing could happen, because after all he was POZ and I was neg. Suddenly, in one motion, I felt his hands lock around my ankles as he pulled me onto my back, and saying "Daddy Douglas likes boy precum," he bore down on my cock again and again. Even as I trembled from the beautiful blowjob I was becoming increasingly nervous. His hands held me pinned, spread-eagle as he stopped sucking my cock and felt his wet lips and tongue slide over my full balls down towards my hole. Even as he stretched my legs apart wider than I knew they could go, his hands slid down my legs towards my ass. Doug looked hungry and determined as his hands pried apart my ass to reveal my virgin hole. I saw in him a weakness for my hole, as though it was something he needed, not wanted. That's when I felt his beard against my cheeks and his wet tongue caress against my hole. I had never experienced being rimmed, but needless to say it didn't take getting used to. I was in ecstasy as he worked ate my virgin ass. My cock heaved and throbbed as his tongue slid further and further into my hole. I was beyond thought - I was in another universe, and couldn't imagine going back to life before that first instant when I felt his fingers join his tongue inside me. I gasped for a brief second of pain, but soon was writhing in pleasure again. Doug resumed my inaugural rim-job as I suddenly realized my legs were lowering. He looked up at me as though wondering what was going on. In truth I didn't really know myself. As though in a trance, I took his hand and lead him directly into his bedroom, not knowing his apartment but somehow sensing that was where we needed to be. I climbed atop his bed on all fours and buried my face in his pillows. I didn't look back, nor did I have to wait to see that Doug was climbing behind me. He knocked my knees apart with his knees, spreading me wide. I felt his hands ever so gently steady my hips as, for the first time, I felt his cock head touch my freshly rimmed hole. That jolted me out of my submissive state as I became overwhelmed with fear. What was I doing? I was neg and Doug was POZ! Sensing my sudden change the gentle hands on my hips became like vise-grips as he folded down onto my back. He grabbed my wrists, and suddenly I realized that I was completely under his control. Doug whispered into my ear "Don't fight this, Kriss" which was exactly what I did. I panicked as I felt the pressure of his thick cock head increase as he bore down on my hole, his body controlling my range of motion, and as he was much bigger and stronger, my resistance was essentially futile. "It's been a year, Kriss" he whispered and licked my ear. His cock continued his advance into my hole ever so slowly. "I know what you want Kriss," he hissed "you're just afraid to come out and say it." "No" I cried, acutely aware his advance into my body wasn't stopping. At this point I could feel his whole head inside me, and my eyes were wide open as tears streamed onto his pillow as I tried in vain to escape my fate. I could only think of him as some kind of poison, something sinister. I betrayed what I had fantasized about so many times. "You know you want it Kriss. You've always wanted it" he whispered in my ear again. "But you're POZ, I'm neg!!" I whimpered, to which he replied "There's no poz and neg here Kriss, only me and you." I suddenly stopped panicking as I felt Doug let go of my wrists slowly and pull his cock head from my nearly open hole. A sudden and unnatural moment of loneliness came over me, then immediately subsided as again I felt his gentle but firm hands on my hips. The sudden emptiness I felt made me gently back onto his cock head which I could feel waiting for me. Slowly he began to push and the hard leaky cock I had when I arrived was back. I felt him push harder and harder until, in an instant, I felt myself relax thought and Doug's waiting POZ cock slid deep inside me. He held my hips, raw cock buried inside my guts for what seemed like hours. I had never felt so complete in my life, and wanted to experience every bit of his vein-laden shaft. I was still nervous but in a new world now as I felt his hips begin to rock back and forth. Finally I felt a man's cock so deep inside my hole, felt it withdraw completely, and plunging right back into me. I could feel Doug's cock plowing into my tightness. "Fuck yeah" I heard him moan as he continued to grind in and out of me. With each stroke, he picked up pace, ramming me with increasing regularity and force. I became more excited as his low-hanging balls began to slap, something I'd heard and seen before in porn, but never actually heard. I began to buck back to meet his thrusts, sweating profusely, just as he was. Suddenly he pushed my neck and face back into the pillow and lay down flat on my back. Panting and barely able to make out words, he said in my ear "Kriss, tell Daddy what you want." "Fuck me.... fuck me.... fuck me... fuck me" I moaned as he pounded ever harder into my now well-tenderized hole. Again he hissed "Tell me what you want, Kriss." "Fuck me harder Daddy! Fuck me Daddy! Fuck me Daddy!" I moaned over and over. "Tell me Kriss. Tell me you want Daddy's POZ cum. Tell me, Kriss!" he hissed again. "Breed me Daddy!" I moaned "Give me that POZ load!" Doug instantly began mercilessly slamming into me, as I felt his hard poison shaft thicken and tear deeper and deeper into my guts. I hadn't realized it was possible to be so violently entered, yet feel so much like a man."Take... this... POZ... load... Kriss" he growled into my ear through his panting and gasping for breath, and with one final thrust, buried his shaft deep inside me, tightened his grip on me, and, as I felt every muscle in his body lock-up, his cock spasmed, sending rope after rope of his POZ seed into my body. I could feel a warmth inside my ass that felt so erotic and forbidden, my cock instantly began unloading my neg load into the sheets below me, only to finish and be outlasted by Doug's climax that was just beginning to taper off. The warmth I felt inside with the first blasts of cum now became a scalding fire as Daddy's cock again began to slowly piston in and out of my ass. His pulsating cock softened just slightly, making me realize just how tender my hole was, and allowing his cum to start leaking out as he continued to work his load into my guts. He had collapsed on me but I felt safe under his weight. His cock finally sliding out of me, as he drifted to sleep, I felt my hole close up, and trapping my first POZ load inside my body. As we lay together I wondered whether I was just another fuck, or if it meant something more to him. After all, he was POZ... and now, I was also.

So Ben lubed up his huge arm and fist, and then poured a big pile of shards into his palm before closing it into a square fist. Jose pulled his cock out out and spun Jeff around so he was sheltered between his big thighs, Jeff’s hard little body nestled against Jose’s chest, and pulled Jeff’s legs back. Jeff sprang a woody when he saw Ben’s big arm glistening with lube to his elbow. Jose and Ben laughed: their boys cock had a way of popping hard when he was getting—or about to get—something he really wanted. Jose whispered “You ready to get your cunt remodeled to fit your daddies big arm? For us to make your cunt a Hernandez-King cunt again, baby boy?” Jeff smiled dreamily, as he yelled, “Cunt me, Daddy Ben, cunt me!” Ben smiled and slowly sank his hand elbow deep in Jeff. Jeff hissed as the big square fisted entered, stretching his sore asslips, and he grunted, loudly, when Daddy breached his second hole with his giant fist. But he accepted Ben’s fist to right at the elbow in one smooth and gentle fuck. Ben’s eyes rolled up in his head and he began fervently stroking his meat with his free hand. “Oh baby boy,” Ben sighed, “That boypussy feels so damn good.” Jose fed Jeff poppers and Ben moved forward to make out with his boy and as he did so, Jeff’s hole opened and swallowed Ben’s elbow. Jeff and Ben made out dreamily, and then pulled his face back to watch Jeff’s face intently. Ben slowly opened his hand—Jeff groaned with pleasure at the deep stretch, and then he gave a series of small cries as Ben lightly flicked the shards out of his palms, increasing the speed of his movements as the boys hole opened around the new dose of Tina. When Ben was about half of the way through this process—his hand turned in the opposite direction and flicking chards—a deep hunger erupted in Jeff’s hole. “Deeper, daddy, please, please, daddy, fuck me, fuck me,” Jeff cried, his entire hole opening up like hungry mouth. Ben quickly closed his hand into the bird shale, tight around the four remaining shards in his palm and pushed in, and for the first time, Ben King possed his beloved boy’s sweet hole, bicep deep. Ben was very careful as he opened his hand—his gigantic arm was so, so deep in Jeff’s clutching velvet, and he quickly sent those shards ahead of his hand. If those Turkish hunks had gotten his boy to take their arms to the shoulder, you could bet his daddy would be doing the same thing. Ben fisted his boy for a long while, but the boy just couldn’t seem to get much deeper. So, Jose took over. Jose fisted Jeff’s increasingly sloppy pussy, loosening it until it was starting to get cunted. Jeff was enthusiastically participating, urging them on and begging them to go deeper. Try as everyone might, Jeff couldn’t go much deeper past the top third of his Daddy Ben’s bicep. Jose’s longer arms and smaller hands punched and punched. And so despite their promise to each other not to do it, the two big tops changed strategies. Ben and Jose greased up big, fat, long stapon cocks, longer than their arms. They rarely used strap ons—their dicks where plenty big to stretch a boy—and they did enjoy hard fucking a boy with toys. But today seemed like a good day to give Jeff’s cunt a treat. They out Jeff up in the sling and then filled Jeff’s pussy with chempiss, plugged him with an enormous plug, blindfolded the boy and put on his noice canceling headphones playing the same intense hard fucking beat they had on the dungeon system. Jeff was a very happy piggy, playing with his boycunt by pulling the plug out to its widest point then pushing it back in. Ben stood by the boy’s hole and put a big wide bucket under the boy. Jose popped the boys headphones out and said “Push that big plug out of your boycunt, then push that piss out, baby boy.” Jeff grunted and grunted and the plug dropped out, he cried out and piss came gushing out into the bucket. Jose then directed Jeff to push out as Ben lined the huge strap on tool up, as trashed as the boys hole was, its grotesque width and length still dwarfed the hanging lips. Ben pushed in smoothy—insistent but not punching it in—and he just kept going. Jeff moaned loudly, “Big thing, oh, big.” Ben bent his knees and the boy’s weight bearing down from the sling made him speed up, when the thing was a little over halfway in, Jeff went rigid, but his boycunt betrayed him. The deepest part of Jeff’s hole had been stretched over and over by the big Turks, using their enormous arms and firsts and their collection of truly brutal deep-penetrating tools. And shouting “Oh fuuuuuuuck,” he slid another four inches. Jeff was now panting, so lost in the pain and deliciousness of the deep, sore, stretch, not even aware that Jose had pulled his arm out straight and swabbed it. His eyes opened wide when he felt the needle prick, and then he started coughing from the slam. Jeff stayed still for just a second, then he moaned and his ass opened up and he slide almost all the way down, chanting the mantra of a slammed pussy boy: “Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me.” So Ben fucked him and fucked him, the huge tool sliding deeper and deeper up his hole. Ben’s hard cock slid in alongside the big tool, but Jeff was so open and hungry he didn’t even feel the extra stretch. Ben fucked him for about 30 minutes, the big heavy tool and his own drug intake meant Ben was feeling like he’d run a race, so he slid out. Jose lined up the slightly bigger tool he was wearing, and Jeff could feel it—he moaned loudly, but it went nearly all the way in. Jose kept fucking and fucking until Jeff took the entire giant tool. After another 30-40 minutes, Jose pulled out and Ben took over. They railed the boy harder and harder, until they could punch fuck him with the big toys. Jeff was so very very high and he just surrendered to their pillaging, lost in a world of pleasure. They decided it was time to fist the boy again. Jose greased up first because his fists were smaller but his arms were longer. He filled his palm with a big pile of shards and closed his hand into the smallest bird shape. While in some ways this was a kindness—it was the smallest fist shape—it would also be the hand position that would reach the deepest reaches of the boy. Jose was ready for giving his boy a very very deep fuck. The big Latino punk top paused, his folded hand and long, jacked arms glistening with lube. “Carińo, Bebé,” Jose ordered, “Ojos conmigo. [Beloved, baby, eyes with me.]. Jeff turned his rapt attention to the man’s face. Jose sank his folded fist into the boys hole—so much more fiery now they’d slammed him—it was smooth going until just past the elbow. Jose’s eyes rolled back in his head, “You are going to love this, Ben, mi amor, his deepest reaches are swollen and it’s going to be like the deepest fuck of a Sunday pussy.” A Ben purred with pleasure, a Sunday pussy was what they called a sore and swollen, but still drug-fired and needy, boy hole, and it was one of the absolutely most pleasurable kinds of pussy to fuck and fist. They’d already at the pleasure of using their dicks, and their fists with Jeff’s swollen pussy tonight. And now a third and final chance at depths they’d never achieved before. Jeff got his papi’s arm in, just at the top of Jose big, bulging bicep and Jose started ever so slowly fucking. Jeff stirred and moaned, “Your big bicep feels so good daddy. Stretch me so good, but need Tina papi, please daddy.” “Don’t worry, cariño,” Jose purred, fuuuck baby boy’s hole felt incredible, “Papi put more than enough shards in his big paw to send you way up.” Jose fucked the boy’s tender insides with his big hand for about five minutes, enjoying the way Jeff looked, trying so hard not to complain but clearly hurting. And so Jose every so slowly opened his fist, keeping fucking and pushing, and began to spread the huge pile of shards. Jeff grunted every time a shard hit his bloodstream. But he did not whine or complain. He was clearly riding the wave he’d so often experienced—that of one of his daddies fucking him when his pussy was super needy but tender—this wave tapped into the deepest parts of his nearly 1000% bottom instincts, and he associated it with the end of his most incredible sexual experiences, with his “Sunday pussy” being fucked and fisted as the sun rose over the glorious city and the lake. So Jeff pushed back, his hole demanding the fuck. Satisfied he could give his boy a nice smooth light punch shoulder deep, Jose pulled out of his boy. Jeff’s eyes were rapt on him, so Jose leaned forward and deep kissed him. “What do you need, baby boy?” Jose said. Jeff smiled, and said huskily, “Fist me please papi, I need your big fist so bad.” “Oh your gonna get my big fist, baby, but first it’s your other daddies turn.” And Jeff’s eyes opened wide as he felt Ben’s huge square fist enter his hole. Ben was on a mission. He’d been watching Jose use the boy and his hunger to have Jeff take his entire arm grew stronger and stronger as he watched Jose take the boys hole so completely. Ben pushed insistently, a little faster than Jeff could handle but Ben wasn’t being brutal. When Ben got to the point, past his bicep where the boy’s hole started to get very puffy and tender, open in the middle where Jose’s big hand had down its magic but closing up quickly, Ben started fucking the boy there. Jeff struggled with this, and he held out for about two minutes before he begged “Poppers or Tina, please daddy, need drugs.” Ben smiled darkly, “Show daddy how much you want him deep in your hole,baby, prove to me you want this and then maybe you can have some help.” It took Jeff another two to three minutes, struggling as Ben’s big fist fucked his tender insides deeper and deeper. Jeff kept his eyes locked on his daddy and then he submitted, his expression one of total abject surrender. Jeff said softly, “Take me daddy, make me your boy, cunt me daddy.” Ben smiled and fucked the boy a little harder for about a minute, then he pulled to just inside the boy sore space—he could feel Jeff trying to relax his hole, but he was just too sore. Ben quickly opened his palm and dropped the shards in a big pile. Ben kept his palm open and got behind the shards and made his fist back big and square and he pushed the pile of shards into that deep place in front of his square fist. Jeff cried out at the burn, his body arching, and still Ben drove and drove deep, the boy’s hole fluttering and pulsing as the drugs immediately reached the boys bloodstream. Ben did not stop until the hair of his armpits was tickling Jeff’s hole. And then began, for the first time, to really fist his boy. A few seconds after the massive hit of Tina reached his bloodstream, Jeff felt his hole open up. Jeff soon thrilled to the deep fucking, urging “Harder, daddy, harder, fuck me, fuck me.” Ben was soon able to fuck the boy at any depth, up to his shoulder, sliding smoothly into Jeff’s increasingly sloppy hole. Both Ben and Jose were hard as rocks and after about an hour of Ben deep fisting Jeff, Jose began to get ready to make the boy even wilder. Out of Jeff’s eyesight he took the three trailer hitch toys and made sure that the nut holding the shank in place was just one turn of his big hands away from letting the thing loose. He then lubed all three of the toys up and covered them with finely-crushed Tina. He blindfolded Jeff and drew Ben’s attention to the toys. Ben grinned. They had agreed the boy would take all three of these toys at least twice, each one delivering a huge, brutal payoload of Tina as their weight drove them into the boy’s hot hole. Ben delivered several brutal punches to the boy, and ended with about five minutes of very hard punching of the boys fist and second hole. Jeff was lost in pleasure and enjoyed it. While Jeff punched the boy, Jose brought the biggest toy over, and as Ben pulled out, Jose plunged it into Jeff’s hole, deftly turning the washer and allowing the thing’s heavy weight to drive deep into the boy. Not only was the this toy the longest and thickest the ball part, but this toy also had an extra ten inches. The boy was getting fucked deep and hard with the metal sphere. Jose fucked and fucked the boy, making sure every single bit of Tina was off the toy. Then Ben stepped in with the next size down and while he fucked Jeff, Jose lubed and the toy he’d just used and again covered it in Tina. They gave the boy fuck after fuck with the heavy metal balls, pulling them out and lubina them up while the other worked on Jeff’s hole. Jeff struggled a bit at first, but by the fourth toy he’d gotten so high, he just sighed. By the sixth time they did it, he was pushing back and begging for them to use him. They gave him two more—for a total of 8 times—and Jose used the biggest one and then fucked the boy harder snd harder, changing angles until his hole was so very loose and sloppy. Jose pulled the toy out and picked Jeff up, Jose fisting the boy the entire time, and took him over to one of their padded play areas. And put Jeff down— and Jeff just knelt in position, chest to the floor, holding asscheeks open—babbling about his need to be used. So for another 8 hours they used the boy, fucking and fisting him in every position. They filled his hole with chempiss and fisted it out of him, over and over. Finally, when his hole started to close up, Ben bound him tightly to a fisting table and they used their cruelest depth toys on his tender hole, punching and fisting him from time to time. Finally, when Jeff couldn’t take anymore abuse without crying, they used a long tool with a reservoir, meant to imitate the silicon cock coming, and filled the reservoir with a big booty bump of a Tina and X disolved in lube, and then used Tina-laced lube all over the long dildo. They then eased it straight up Jeff’s hole, being neither kind nor cruel, as Jeff breathed and gasped in from the soreness but then they released the liquid and began to fuck him yet again. They released him from his bounds and made him service them, sucking on their big cocks, drinking their piss, serving their musky holes, and on demand he rode their cocks and sat down on their fists. From time to time one of them would drop a shard in, to keep the boy going. Jeff was in total sub boy mode, they’d broken into the deepest recesses of his submissive soul, and Jeff enjoyed it, eagerly doing whatever sexual task Jose and Ben demanded of him. Finally, though, the boys exhaustion began to catch up with him and the overused hole began to get puffy again. So Jose and Ben lay him on his back, and gave him a final load, relishing his little moans and cries and the feeling of his swollen hole that dutifully sucked and squeezed their big cocks. Once they’d given him a final load, they moved over to the coming down area and Jose put on slow, relaxing morning music. They then took the boy into the shower and everyone cleaned up. They then cleaned the boy out, being as gentle as they could, and put a soothing ointment up the boys hole. The three men got in a snuggle pile, with Jeff pressed between his two huge daddies, and they made out. The big men praised Jeff, tenderly kissing him, telling him what an excellent boy he was. Finally, when it was clear that everyone was getting tired, and despite the drugs, Jeff was exhausted, Ben carried him up to their big bed. Everyone fell asleep, and when they awoke again, they drank water and Gatorade and gave Jeff another pill and had him sleep another sex hours. About six weeks later, Jeff was again in the dungeon. He was high as a kite, bound tightly to an elevated set of metal pipes. His perfect chest heaved, and a faint trickle of blood ran from his freshly pierced nipples, thick needles piecing his little tits in a cruel X. His cock was rock-hard from a shot of trimex, and Jose was edging him, and had been for many hours. Underneath the boy, lying comfortably on a long weight bench, was Ben, fisting the boy deep. Jeff had an otherworldly smile on his face but he seemed utterly content. Little sweet innocent Jeff had been transformed into his truest self, an inhibited pig bottom cunt. Jeffrey Morris was home.

There are a lot of guys who plan their conversions and others who never know it’s happening, but I was part of that middle group who hadn't really planned it but let themselves get carried away in the heat of the moment. Like most guys I started out practicing safe sex almost exclusively, except for those rare occasions where I knew the top well, and knew he was neg. After all, who wants to get sick, right? But as time went on I found safe sex less and less satisfying, and began to bareback more, although always with guys who were disease-free. Then I discovered the old bug share site and found that the idea of getting pozzed turned me on. I had no real interest in the reality of it, but the fantasy of being pozzed led to many a hot jack off session. I also found the thought of being pozzed made those occasions where I took raw cock even more intense. I wasn't a bug chaser by any means, but my lustful desires were beginning to drive riskier behaviors. One night I was online at BBRT looking for some action and spied an advertisement that looked to be very close to me. When I clicked on the guy's photos my cock went instantly to full-hard as this stud was the man of my dreams. Well built, without being a gym rat, handsome as heck, and seriously hung. Possessed by lust, I never really looked beyond his pictures in his profile before I hit him up, and and as it turned-out he had just moved into my apartment building so he was literally next door. We agreed to meet and I logged off, grabbed a quick shower, cleaned myself out, got dressed and headed over to his place. When he opened the door it was clear this pictures didn't do him justice. My cock, which was already hard and leaking precum, got even harder. He invited me in and within minutes we were making out hot and heavy on his couch, hand groping each other’s cock. He then stood-up, and invited me to the bedroom where, upon arriving, he slowly undressed me, driving me wild with his touches and kisses. "God, your hot" he told me as he licked the precum from my cock. Suddenly he paused and asked "Dude, you know I'm poz right?" My heart stopped. I certainly had not noticed that little detail, didn't and I really didn't want to get pozzed, but a part of me got even more turned on when he said it. It was weird. I knew I didn't really want the bug but a part of me did, and suddenly that part had an opening. "No man, I didn't" I said "and I'm neg. Kinda like to stay that way, you know?" "It’s cool" he said "Normally I make sure guys know I'm poz before they show up, but you were so close and it all happened so fast." "We can still have some fun though if you want" he said "Yeah, man I'd love to, just so long as you know I won't be sucking you or fucking tonight." "No problem" he said, adding "there are lots of ways to play." As I was already nude he stood up and invited me to undress him, which I did slowly, trying to build the same excitement in him he had in me. When opened his pants I discovered an obscenely huge bulge in his briefs with a perfect thick cock head that was leaking precum sticking above the elastic waistband. It was the cock of my dreams and I wasted no time completely removing his shorts, and working his balls and shaft with my tongue, oh so careful to stay away from the poisonous tip. Soon we were on the bed, I was on my back and he had my cock deep in his mouth, giving me the blow job of a life time. I was moaned and squirmed, what few inhibitions I had were being overcome by raw lust. So, when he crouched over my body in a '69' position, his perfect cock dangling over my face, I wanted to taste it sooooo bad. As he worked my cock I worked his shaft and balls, but not surprisingly our mutual movements frequently brought the tip over my mouth, giving me a taste of his poison necter. God, it tasted good. And the fact it was leaking poz juices only turned me on more. I soon lost control and begin deep-throating him with a passion I'd never before possessed. His automatic and natural response to my sucking was to begin fucking my face, pushing his rod deep in my throat. As he sucked me his fingers probed towards my hole and began to massage it causing me to emit low groans of pleasure. Sensing he'd found something, he asked me if I liked being rimmed. "FUCK YEAH!!" was my immediate response and he quickly rolled me over onto my stomach and lifted my ass into the air. His tongue found my pussy fuck-hole and began working it, causing me to moan and squirm even more. God, I wanted his cock sooo bad, but I knew it was a decision I'd regret. Then his tongue was joined by fingers and he began opening my boy pussy up spreading it wide. The sensations were indescribable and I'd never wanted to be fucked so bad in my life. "God you have such a tight perfect ass" he moaned "I'd love to feel it wrapped around my cock." "Me too" I told him. "How about I just push in once get the feel and pull out?" I swear my body shook and a chill came over me. I wanted his cock more than I'd wanted anything in my life, especially since it was poz and although my last bit of rational thinking fought against the invitation, I found myself thinking I wouldn't get pozzed from 'one penetration'. "In and out once nice and easy right?" I asked. "Yeah man" he said "nothing you don't want." I felt his cock head rub my now opened and dripping boy cunt and I whimpered slightly. He started pushing in and as his 9" long shaft worked its thick head inside me constant whimpers escaped my throat. My body shaking as I contemplated that this was a real poz cock sinking its way inside me. He sunk it deep and worked it around a bit not fucking me but not pulling out either. "Mmmmm you're hot" he moaned in my ear "you like that in there?" "Ohhh God FUCK YES!" I moaned rocking my ass on his shaft a bit. "You want me to fuck you don't you?" he asked, grunting "You want me to shoot that hot load deep inside you?" Every fiber of my being wanted to reply with a firm 'No' but, lust had taken over. All of my poz fantasies were coming true and reality no longer mattered. "Yes please fuck me" I whispered, hoping he wouldn't hear me. "What was that, boy?" he asked, as his cock slid about half way out then back in deep against my prostrate. "YES, FUCK ME" I cried out and he unleashed his monster cock on my neg ass. Holding me tight he began fucking deeply and I knew his brutal thrusts were doing more than stretching my hole. They were tearing me open creating a path for the bug into my system. There was going to be no escaping it. I lost myself in the lust of it all begging him to fuck me fully yielding my body and my being to him. He was atop me having mounted me so he could fuck his shaft in deeper and harder and he began to whisper in my ear. "You want that poz load don't you boy? Want that neg hole of yours converted don't you?" Totally lost in the moment I responded "Yeah man give it to me poz my fucking hole - ohh fuck ohh fuck." I sensed his rhythm change his cock swelling even more inside me. "Here it comes, man" he moaned in my ear. "POZ ME man GIVE IT TO ME" I cried out as he exploded inside me, filling my hole with his poz cum. The excitement resulted in a no-hands explosion, in what was arguably the strongest orgasm of my life. After we were both spent. I lay there, his cock inside my ass, as I contemplated what I'd just done. I was thinking about dashing off to the bathroom in the vain hope of washing his poison cum from my hole, but he showed me his thick cock tinged with my blood and I knew it was useless, so instead of retreating, I wallowed in his arms. Before long his cock stiffened again and found its way back to my hole. As he fucked another load into my hole, I remember feeling dirty and ashamed I had allowed him to make me into a poz cum dump, but at the same time I loved every minute of the experience. Sure enough it took and a month or so later I came down with the fuck flu. I was another notch on his belt but more to my interest, under his tutelage I became a full blown cum dump pussy boy taking all comers.

Last Friday I went to Steamworks I thought I would try a different approach I had a cardboard sign the said “dump dump” Rented a room and laid on my stomach Put sign jus above my ass. I now time a young Latin guy came in He closed door and fingered my ass. He asked if sign was true. yes I said He left and a few minutes later returned with 2 buddies Closed door and all three fucked me. of course all three came in my ass I was flooded with cum when they left I still laid there with sign I got three more loads it worked

Looking back on those days, mid 80's & into the 90's, it is quite laughable 😱because even as a poz "victim", practising safe sex was still essential because of new sub-Variants. Oh no, this new strain would kill me in 8 moths instead of 10 months. WTF 🫤, most of us just played our cards & went for it & lived: raw, wonderful, dick throbbing & cunt filling BB sex. Many friends were lost but, those of us who did survive appreciate every second of cocks fucking us legless & most importantly the throbbing sensation as your cunt is filled with delicious 😋 piss & white hot com. BB is sex 😜🍆💦💦💦💪.

That's a major problem for the MAGA Party, while there were competent Republicans they don't have a chance at winning the a MAGA nomination, so almost any candidate that runs has to either be incompetent or act incompetent even if they had a record as a competent politician. Donnie will not tolerate anything less than total incompetence.

Will walkaway from a fuck unless it’s bb , not prepared to arrange meetings with anyone whos profile doesn’t explicit state that they Bb. Dont start me on the “well I don’t normally, but I might , let’s see how it goes” Grrrr

I've hooked up a few times with a guy who can't cum because of the meds he's on. It's frustrating to not get the 'reward' .. but getting a good hard fucking for ages is worth it. I usually jump on the hookup sites once he leaves and offer up my freshly fucked hole. Then I'll get a couple of loads to satisfy me.

Any man who turns down a fisting Virgin is being disrespectful. We all had to start at that level. I’ve broken in several virgins … I consider that as part of giving back to the fisting community. And as a Virgin, don’t expect it to happen your first try. It took we weeks of training and stretching before I took my first fist. I remember it perfectly, the sensation of the whole hand sliding in. It was euphoric!

I have only ever done bb and ended up poz.

When a guy's phone rings when playing I usually encourage them to take the call so I can start (or continue) to blow them, it is both fun for both (re)establishing my obedience and the challenge of trying to get them to what I refer to as 'breaking character.'

Not quite my last load, but just got off a flight where I had extremely intimate knowledge of 2 of the flight attendants. I noticed a bearish red head that I pumped seed into his freshly loaded hole last Sunday at Steam, before I boarded the flight. Once on the flight I noticed the a dark haired, 30ish,extremely fem, flip fucking attendant with a talented hole and big dick that I've been swapping loads with, mostly in the sling at Steam for several months. Unfortunately it was a full flight, so I still haven't joined the 5 mile high club, although the dark haired attendant left no doubt that he recognized me and kept me bricked up for most of the flight, in spite of the fact that I jacked off in the shower 10 minutes before I left for the airport. I fly a lot and while it isn't the 1st time I've been on a flight with an attendant I've recently fucked, I don't think I've ever been on one with 2 recent hookups, or one where one of them flirted with me quite like that.

When I started into ffisting I did pretty well with alcohol and poppers, so I would suggest starting there so you aren't too out of it as a beginner. A reputable top is likely hesitant to ffist you if you are too far gone. The risk for damage is too great. I even hired a couple of SW who said they preferred to ffist, and again with alcohol, poppers, and lots of lube they taught me how to open more easily. I think started down the enhancements road, and ffisting was just part of the play. Definitely love it, and I can open better than any other situation. But I absolutely would not take a first ffist while flying, or from a top who was.

Bb only unless I can keep the filled condom for the next bb top to fuck the loads into me if I'm bottoming. And bb only when I top. No prep, condoms, tests or anything ever just all natural risk and deal with whatever future consequences. Just wish I could find some guys my type near me that r into me regardless of their status lol.

I've never had this happen, but I think it's hot. If it happens and feels like you described, I say welcome the piss! I guess it sometimes comes down to you and the top's feelings toward piss. If you have no issue with piss or are turned on by it, and so is your partner, then it's perfect! It can heighten the energy between you. But, if you or the top don't like piss, I can see it ruining the moment. If it was me, as the top or bottom, I'd find it incredibly hot!

The sign worked then! Hope you got more after those ones! I admire your willingness to accept all cock. Its still something that I can not do. I am sure my hole can handle but not my brain just yet....lol Well hope you enjoyed and get to do it again!

Randy’s adventures in pozzing will continue…working on an outline of the next chapter of his pozzing journey…

Head of Quantum Computing in a multinational company (7,000+ employees worldwide) Being a vers cum dump/ dumper did not & does not affect my job & my career progression. Some people from work know that I am gay, some don't. I am not introducing myself as "Hi, I'm John. Nice to meet you. I'm gay and I go to sex clubs 4-5x a week." I did get fucked at the Lab by a co-worker some 5-6 years ago. I fucked my CIO at Folsom in Berlin at Pig Week in the sling, plus the distinguished married with many kids member of the company BoD . I had an orgy with Head of Sales in Middle East and his local buddies. I introduced a guy who was working for me to the secrets of the bathhouses, rituals, signals, and dark room code and etiquette. In a nutshell, I've done it all. And as I said, some people know, some don't. The code is 'Keep your mouth shut.' You don't talk about anything private at work. First hint someone wants to talk, tell them in no uncertain terms that work is work and pleasure is pleasure. If they are at a sex venue and they fuck you, then they are there for the same reason as you. If you post photos of yourself on Grindr with all the details, then maybe it's prudent to give out these details without your face, or if face visible, leave some of the more juicy details out. Guys in finance in a big city are 30% gay, 40% bi, and 30% too tired to think about sex. As long as you keep a low profile, you fulfil all your duties at work (incl overtime, sigh), then you got nothing to worry. Stay away from gossip and mind your business. Being a cumdump is a big come out to yourself. It is the moment you realise that your arse has power and it attracts men. Go and fulfil your fantasies but be responsible. First and foremost don't do any hard drugs. Once you go on that slope you need a lot of willpower to get out of it. Softer drugs such as weed & poppers are more manageable and as long as you are responsible and don't overdo it, you'll be fine. Religion plays a major role in everyone's life so I suggest finding the spiritual aspects in your religion that encourage you to be a better person. Don't focus on homosexuals punishment. (On a lighter note, I don't think any religion I am aware of makes a distinction between punishment for different homosexual acts. i.e. you suck a dick , you're equally guilty as someone who fucks 10,000 men and takes every cock in sight up his arse. If you bottom for one or you bottom for 10K, the judgement afforded to us sinners in all of the religious books where being gay is a sin, writings and interpretations thereof, is the same - so might as well got for the full meal deal.) Moral guilt... "Men are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness." I'm sure these words are ever so familiar to many of us. I suggest you sort out your dilemma with the Creator. And in the absence of a Moral Clearance certificate from the Almighty, ask yourself where does being a cumdump stand on the scale of morally wrong things we do daily? I'm pretty sure that on the balance of probabilities, being a cumdump is nowhere as high as you may thing. The only thing I urge you and any other cumdumps around the world: Be kind to yourself. Don't neglect your health. Eat well. Do your Keg stretches and go easy on drugs. Try not to drink too much alcohol, and eat your fruit and veggies. Sleep min 6-7 hours a day and have a homemade chicken soup once a month. You gotta eat your proteins off a plate from time to time 😜 Happy fucks my friends!

Popped into a sauna on the way home yesterday. It can be one where it is generally quite, I was not expecting any action but just to actually use the facilities n chill… I was wrong! after a sit in steam room I popped upto the cinema to cool down. There were 6 guys in there all wanking I sat down and shortly after a young Arab walked in sat by me and got his massive cock out. He grabbed my hard n pushed me onto it. Not one to complain I obliged and very soon more hands were all over me touching pulling probing, I heard the tear of a lube packet and a cock slid in my hole the Arab told him to cum deep as he wanted to use it as his lube this guy obliged fucked hard n fast to dump his load. The Arab then jumped up n forced his meaty dick in. He was not messing around he dominated that hole. I’ve not had it that rough in a while he took 20 minutes to cum I of course fuked him clean. As I cleaned him up he said I must wait as his mates will want to use me too. Shortly after 3 more arrived, all very dominant rough tops used me and exploded inside performing for all the other guys in the sauna to see. after they left one do the older guys said it was the best porn scene he had ever watched and asked if he could play with my cummy hole as he didn’t fuck but love to play. I could not refuse and for a further hour or so he played with my hole making it gape, sliding more and more fingers in and out feeling the cum and my fleshy insides pushing the cum in deep. He managed to get his hand in which is rare for me but his hand was small and skinny and it helped to push that cum deeper inside. it was a great afternoon and it took a while to recover to carry on the drive home not sure I will ever take a thought of a quiet Friday for granted again

Teen seeder I was messaged by a fit chav lad in his late teens on his way to school and gagging to rim a fresh hole and was promised this lads wanked load over it when he was done in return. I agreed to a good tonguing and he made his way over. He had requested I was ass up on the bed in my jock when he arrived in his school uniform. He stripped off to his tenting grey CKs and white sox. I loved how boxers showed a distinctive wet patch from oozing precum. He dropped to his knees and treated me to a horny rim job. He had his tongue deep in my cunt and paused to bite my ass cheeks. He was slurping away for ages making my hole wet. I thought he was ready to wank when he stood up and started fingering my hole while working on his boner. He was slapping his wet teenage dick against my hole, he was soaking my hole with precum and pushing some inside me with his thumbs as he teased my hole. He must have been real horny as he changed his plan and pushed his boner inside me. I moaned with pleasure to enocourage him further, he didn’t disappoint and pushed on till the lad was balls deep. Then he went for it and started to pound my ass. It felt great so I just let him continue. His boner was rock solid and he knew what to do with it as he shifted to make sure I got the full effect of his rampant teenage dick from different angles. He pounded me good and only spoke when he told me he was about to cum. I told him to go ahead and breed my cunt. He responded and with a few hard thrusts shot his morning load inside me. I could feel him pump his teenage spunk deep inside me. He paused then pulled out and unleashed his dripping cum from my cunt. He knew just what to do so pushed his dick back back inside and made sure I took his full Load. He was as done so finally pulled out and dressed back in his school uniform, tagging my ass CUM SLUT as he left. I wondered if he’d tell his m8s about his morning adventure!

Coach opened the door to the room. Said you have lunch period 4? Tom answered that he did. Coach said, "Good, boy, I have another one for you. Just relax, he'll be here in2 min." Another one, Tom thought. Tom Twas totally confused. Meanwhile coach took his finger, made Tom lick it, stuck the finger in a baggy, and then in Tom's ass. It burned and Tom whined. Soon boy, it will feel so good. Just wait a minute or two. The knock on the door told Coach is was time to hood Tom again. Done quickly, Tom heard the door open and a deep voice say, "this the kid who wants to play?" When coach pulled the sheet off Tom to unveil the masterpiece, the man said, "Hell, you sure he's only 19 with all that fur." Here is his driver's license," Coach replied. The man played with Tom's furry ass saying, "I could comb it, but I'm in a hurry. I'm going to fuck it." Finger first had Tom writhing in pleasure. Tom's please Sir fuck me had the man ready. The man said, "You want this fat cock boy? Show me, back up on it." Tom reached around felt for the big cock hand helped to find it way into his hole. He pushed back surprised that he opened easily for it. His hole gulped the dick and Tom pushed back. Suddenly, he began to move back and forth moaning like a bitch. The feeling overwhelmed him. He began to say fuck me over and over. The man rolled Tom onto his back without removing his cock from Tom's hole. The minute he was over he began to pound Tom like a hammer on a nail. Tom pleaded, "harder, fuck me harder." Both man and boy were sweating like in a sauna. Suddenly, Tom shot a load out his cock. The man felt the orgasm in Tom's hole and shot his load as well. The man got up. Tom heard him get dressed and leave. Coach came in saying, "shower boy. I've got 5 Guys for us. Get that plug in you." Tom answered, "Yes, Sir." He slid the plug in but it was sliding out. Coach produced a larger one and Tom worked it in. The ate in the room. Coach said, "We have to get out of here now. They need to pick up cameras and lights." Tom didn't really understand but knew his hole wanted more than the plug. He asked, "Did you take videos?" Coach answered, "I didn't, but a friend did. I'll give you an address to find them on Internet. You can see how good you look all fucked up." "Was this the interview for scholarship," Tom asked. Coach said, "The scholarship is insured."

Oh, miss Club 80 sooo much. Many awesome evenings at Club 80 – manoeuvring, discovering, probing, connecting and seeding. My favourite time was peak-hour – about 2am (Saturday morning) – when surrounding bars and clubs would start to empty out and a good number of guys would turn their attention to stopping at Club 80 on their way home. Exploring the dimly lit spaces downstairs I could often sense the precise “critical-mass” moment when number of men and the energy kicked into overdrive. Ah wonderful primal pals!

Here are two of me bottoming, i have others but the file size is too large 😢

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

four weeks later I returned to SF. I finished my meetings late Thursday afternoon and headed right over to Dan's as we had planned. Just like the last time I was greeted at the door and led to his bedroom. Before I could say more than hello he grabbed the back of my head and pulled my mouth to his. He pushed a pill into my mouth grabbed a bottle of water and pushed it in with his tounge. It wasn't long before we were enjoying each others body feeling the closeness only x could provide. By the time the effect wore off I had opened my mouth, legs, ass, and mind. My deepest and most twisted thoughts, desires, and fantasies had been shared with a man who I barely knew but wanted to trust. Dan then gently put his hand on the back of my head and guided my mouth to his soft cock. I opened my mouth and started to suck. He told me to just hold it without sucking. Slowly warm piss started to fill my mouth as he said "Swallow it". He emptied hiss bladder down my throat and asked if this satisfied one of my desires. He knew it did. Then he sent me off to the bathroom and told me too clean up and take a long hot shower. As I showered I started to feel buzzed again. Having learned my new friend was a hardcore partier/business man I knew the buzz came from a gut of high octane chem piss. Back in the bedroom Dan had wasted no time getting ready for a long night. The familiar bag on ther night stand was open and I saw what looked like 15 premade rigs, poppers, lube, straps, and alcohol swabs. My dick started to get hard and my ass started to twitch at the sight of bags contents. I put on a jockstrap, sat on the bed and offered up my arm. "Nope" he said. "If your gonna be a slam pig you gotta learn to hit yourself" We spent the next hour going through all the do's and don't of proper admin. As I watch him show me step by step my feelings for Dan grew stronger as his careful and articulate intructions came from a caring place. After a few bumbled attemps I figured it out and was on my way to pigdom as we timed our hits and started a hot pig session that ended with his dirty seed in my ass. As I cleaned my assjuice off his cock he unloaded another chem charged load of piss down my throat. He then sent the short video of me getting barebacked to a few of his buddies and within minutes had two offers from bareback tops to join us. It wasn't more than 30 minutes when the door rang. Dan returned to the bedrooom with two leathermen who had the hardparty look to them. Dan sat them down and they watched me follow his instructions. A perfect hit earned me an "attaboy" from Dan. As I sat back on the bed with my arm above my head I let out a couple dry coughs. My eyes were fixated on the sight of 3 hot men tied off and ready to fly. With the fisrt hit done the younger of the two started to undress. 45, mediterranean, 6', 175, some hair on his chest and a biohaz tat on shoulder. A thick uncut cock hung down soft until he started to stroke it. Kicked back in the chair he asked me if I wanted his raw cock in my hole. "Fuck yeah" i said and to that he came to the bed as I laid back and spread my legs. Dan watched from the other side of the room with his other buddy as I opened my legs and ass to a total stranger. I was so spun the thought of taking a poz load didn't matter or to be honest was what I craved. Using the cum I had in my ass as lube he pushed his hard cock inside me and pumped my ass. I watched is cock slide in and out with ease. I felt his balls slap against my ass as he held my arms back behind my head. Within a few minutes I felt his cock start to violently thrust as he shot a load deep in my ass. The warmth was followed by a rush that flowed through me. As he pulled out Dan told me to clean off his buddies dick which I happily did.