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so im on the prowl. young bubble butt bottom needing some cock. so I opened all the apps and sites I could find. putting out there, "neg bottom bubble butt wanting my ass pounded raw!" that should get some tops. and sure shit my inboxes were full of cock pics. sent one daddy type a message back. SC: Raw-PDaddy he gave me a location and I jetted out my door so fast. my hole has been hungry lol. so I get to the address. and he messages me again, SC: Raw-Daddy- hey u cumslut boy, come in threw the side door, down the stairs, make a right and strip down. il see you in a minute. I did as he told me to, the stairway down was dark except a red light to the right, im halfway naked before I get to the bottom. I turn right and it's a red lit room, swing to the left and some kinda bench thing with straps and an X with straps. I thought, well if you die at least u will die happy lol I heard a voice from behind me say, "ok slut boy, but the blind fold on and pick 1,2,3." yes sir, I said, 2? with a tremble in my voice. "good slut boy." he comes up behind me and grabs my hands behind my back, and omfg I felt his giant cock hitting my butt from behind when we walked forward. he turns me around and lays me in the swing sling thing. my hands strapped tight and my feet too. "now boy, your all mine. I hope you are ready for your tight hole to be wrecked. and Raw is law." I thought he would ease it in, nope he had minimal lube on, and just when balls deep. it hurt bad but I don't know what lube he used but it kinda made the pain go away almost numbed me but then his dick just pound my once tight hole. I then got a hit of poppers and I was flying. I dont know how much time went by. but all of a sudden he started grunting and pulled my head up by him and growled into my ear "your poor slut hole is now mine, and about to be given my toxic cum boy." he pounded hard and BAM! HE RELEASES, ROPES OF CUM. I felt it in my insides now. part 1

My boyfriend and I had been together since highschool. We were each others first everything. While we went long distance for college, since he wanted to go to school in New York and I didn’t, we had moved in together after graduation a few months ago. Everything was going pretty well, Martin did like to go out to the bars a lot but that never bothered me I was confident in our relationship if he went all of college without cheating there was no way he was going to start now. On Thursday night as I was sliding the condom on my average if a bit skinny five inch cock Martin spoke up. ”Would you want to come with me and some of my friends to this gay bar tomorrow night. I’ve never been and it sounds really fun” ”I don’t know” I replied “ I’ve never loved gay bars or bars in general” “Oh come on chris please I don’t want to have to go home alone since all my friends are single” ”fine I’ll go” I relented as I pushed into Martins hole. He released a light moan as I began to pound into him. Martin had always been the bottom even though he had a far bigger cock. He tried to fuck me once but it was way too big to fit. Now he kept his cock in a cage. He had since his sophomore year of college he always said it let him focus on his ass. I had asked where he got the idea and he always avoided the question. He had gotten several tattoos during his time in college as well. He had a lock tattooed right above his penis as well as the word pig tattooed on his asscheek. Right now I was looking at the biohazard tattoo he had right above his ass. I had asked what these tattoos mean but he always just said he liked them. I shot my load into the condom after about 4 minutes then laid down and went to sleep as Martin cleaned up. The next day after work Martin and I were getting ready for the bar. As I was putting on a pair of jeans I saw Martin put on a tiny bright red thong I’d never seen before. “Did you get a new thong” I asked “No I’ve had it for a while” he responded as he slid into a pair of leather pants. “Hmm I’ve never seen it” “Oh I guess I’ve never had a reason to wear it around you” he said I was wondering what that meant as I made us drinks before we left. Both Martin and I would be called twinks. I had very little hair naturally and Martin was always waxed. We met up with Martins friends outside the bar. They were a pretty standard group of young gays who I’d met once or twice. The bar was called the bloody scorpion. As we got the the front Martin hugs the bouncer who whispers something in his ear before slapping his ass and sending him on in. “ I thought you said you had never been here before” I asked Martin as we walked into what seemed like a locker room. “ I haven’t I just know Greg” he responded as he slid off his jeans. “Why are you getting undressed” I asked “Oh did I forget to tell you oops this bar is clothing optional” “Yeah you forgot” I said shitily as I stripped to my plain white boxers We went up to the bar to order drinks and Martin gave the bartender a peck on the lips as we got there. I was fuming when he handed me my drink and drank it down quickly. After finishing my drink I hear a deam voice yell “hey there’s my boy” and turn to see a near god of a man. He was probably 6’4 with a thick well muscled body that was covered in thick hair. He wore only a white jock that barely contained his massive bulge. He had a thick chain around his nick and a well kept brown beard. I was surprised when he walked up to Martin and took him in a hug grabbing his ass in the process. I tried to stand up to say something but I suddenly felt really light headed. I decided to sit back down and have another drink while Martin cuddled up with the mystery man to my right. After finishing my second drink I was feeling really drowsy when I heard moaning to my side I looked over and see my boyfriend Martin bent over the bar getting fucked by the stranger. I stand up to punch the dude but get pulled away by Greg the bouncer. He dragged me into a back room and threw me down on the couch. “ look asshole I don’t know who the fuck you think you are but nobody fucks with the boss and his boy” he yelled at me “His boy?” I slurred back “ Martins my boyfriend” “Oh now I see” he said seeming to calm down “ my bad man I get that it’s probably hard to see your boyfriend getting breed but you shouldn’t get jealous like that” Greg sat down on the couch next to me “ look I know after two shoots of g your probably horny as hell but if the boss hasn’t bred you yet the attacking one of his boys isn’t going to make him.” “What the hell are you talking about I don’t want him to fuck me” I slurred out again. Confused about everything he was saying as my head felt foggy “ there’s no need to be ashamed man you already recognized that your boyfriend needs true fulfillment from the boss now every thing else is easy.” He said soothingly “ I didn’t recognize shit” I yelled back “Shh it’s ok how about I breed you tonight so you don’t feel left out I know I’m not as good as Bo’s but I’m still pretty good.” I tried to protest but there was suddenly a bottle of poppers under my nose and my protests fell away. I felt Greg pick me up like I was nothing and bend me over the couch. I heard my underwear get torn in the back and while I expected him to slowly open me up as I was still an anal virgin he slammed into me full force. My dry hole burned as he forced what felt like a horse cock into my virgin hole. It felt like I was being torn in two as Greg pounded into me. I felt myself losing consciousness as I looked over at the door and see Martin standing there nude with cum dripping down his legs and what looks like a crack pipe in his mouth

I had been trying to build up the courage to go to a leather event for some time now, but never had the balls to go to one on my own. I am only 5'7", athletic build, pretty much smooth all over except below. Blonde hair that is just long enough to tie back in a top knot, and blonde porn star moustache (although far from being a porn star lol). At 40 years old I'm pretty much your average guy. I had bought my dream leather outfit in hopes to use it one day and sure enough that day came. A tight black leather vest and a short gladiator kilt with pockets for my keys and stuff, but also just long enough to cover my arse but not much more and some black ankle high leather boots like for robin hood. I was chatting to a 6' tall bear online named Dave and he was local and offered to take me to a leather event in the city at a seedy bar. His pic showed a true bear muscled hairy chest and a trimmed beard. He would have been in his 50's. He emphasized "seedy" and I sent him a pic of my arse cheeks. A tattoo of a pig on one cheek and the word pig on the other. He immediately said I'd be quite popular and asked if I had any limits. Without giving it much thought I just said "red and brown" and that was it. He came over to check out the outfit before the night. He turned up in tight jeans and tshirt and I was wearing my leather outfit for the first time. He was hotter than his pictures. Upon entering I got a huge bear hug and his tongue was down my throat in minutes. Then he broke off the kiss and slapped my arse and suggested we go on the balcony for a smoke and test the outfit out. "Test it out" I wondered to myself. We stepped out onto the balcony and lit up a cigarette each and he told me to lean against the railing as though I was leaning against the bar having a drink. I did so as I smoked and he stood behind me slowly exploring my body from behind. "Grab that chair and put it next to you like it is a stool. Just like at the bar." I did as he said as I continued to smoke. Then he said, "you got a couple of beers, need to make it real, see if it all works". So I got us a few beers and went back to the position as I drank a beer and smoked. "Perfect," he said. I heard him spit and then felt his hand go up under the back of my kilt as his finger slid straight into my hole as I drank. "Nice. Need to practice keeping it discreet" and I hear him undoing the buckle of his jeans and zipper. "Now, no turning around. At the club you need to learn to relax, drink as though everything is normal regardless of what is going on behind you." I do as I am told and feel the head of what must be a thik 8" cock pressing at my arse entrance. Leaning in and whispering in my ear he says, "Remember, act as though nothing is out of the ordinary and I am just showing you some affection as you drink". And I feel his cock shove balls deep in me in one thrust. I jump slightly but remember the instructions and light up another smoke as he holds it there to let me relax. After about 30 seconds he leans in again and starts talking in my ear as though he is trying to speak to me in a loud club and says, "this is what it will be like at the club. You just relax at the bar and don't look back. I'll be next to you for support, but you take any cock and load that rocks up behind you, ok?". My response is a little loud and clear as he starts to slowly fuck me, "Hell yeah". In about 5 mins he speeds up slightly and then I feel it. That warm wet sensation of being bred. "That's it. Act normal and take my seed". He slowly pops out of my hole without creating any distance between us and discretely zips up his fly and does his belt up. Stepping to the side with his hand on my lower back, he leans in and kisses me telling me I will do well on the night. He then leaves without much more of a word and I get a text that Friday saying "ready for tomorrow night my little piggy?" I responded, "ready and willing". Come Saturday night Dave picks me up and drives me to the venue. It definitely is seedy, but I am already hard in my jocks at the thought of what's coming. Dave is very sensual the whole drive. Leaning across and kissing me at light stops and hi hand on my leg the whole time. He is wearing leather chaps and a harness and leather boots. He looks so hot. We walk in and the club is already cranking with a leather crowd from guys in their early 20's to their 60's. Dave has his hand across my shoulder like we are a couple which relaxes me a lot. I see lots of guys in leather and tattoo'd guys. I see plenty of biohazard tattoos too which look hot but stupidly think nothing more of it. I feel like I am in pig heaven. Dave says hi and introduces me to guys of various ages as we walk to the bar. I see a few winks exchanged between Dave and his mates as we proceed. We find two stools near the bars and David sits on one and as I go to sit on the other he stops me and says, "No. You don't get to sit. Just lean over your stool and against the bar and enjoy the beer. Remember the rules?" I nod with a yes to him and settle in so-to-speak. Only 5 mis in and I feel a hand at my arse and the heat of a body and crotch of a man standing right behind me. The music is loud so it is hard to hear, but he is talking to Dave and Dave is smiling and nodding his head. I feel a rough hand go under the back of my kilt like Dave did earlier that week and a finger goes straight up my arse. Dave stands up close to me as though talking to the man behind me when I feel a thick raw cock slide right in me. I remember my training and act as though nothing is happening and continue to drink. The fuck is gentle and discreet as I feel the first warm load fill my hole. In minutes the man is gone and everything is normal. Over the next hour I take at least 8 loads. Maybe more but I lost count. There was pretty much a constant stream of men and cocks behind me. I have a stream of cum starting to drip down the insides of both legs as cum is starting to leak out during and after fucks. It feels so good but I relaise I haven't seen a single one of the guys that fucked me. I turn to Dave and say I need to piss. He kisses me passionately and points to the restroom saying, "no side trips, we are just warming up." Amongst numerous wandering hands I manage to go piss and return to my place at the bar. Dave begins to make out with me a lot now for about half an hour before going back to his stool and nodding at someone behind me. Then it starts again and I know I took at least 20 loads that way that night. There is a small puddle of cum on the ground under me and the insides of my legs are actually wet. Finally Dave tells me it's time to go home and that I have been a good little pig. He kisses me deeply and says "welcome to the brotherhood" and leads me out of the bar holding my hand. As we get to his car he turns me around and bends me over the bonnet and before I know whats happening he is balls deep in my sloppy hole fucking me really deep and hard before blasting his load in me. Dave drops me off out the front of my place and says he will call me tomorrow and makes me promise not to clean out or shower until tomorrow afternoon. I happily oblige. I get a call from Dave the next day to see how I am holding up and I say I am a little sore but otherwise feeling very fulfilled. He laughs and says he wants to come over later to check in on me. When he comes over later he has me back on the balcony as before but this time both of us are in jeans and he is pumping another load into my sore hole and for the first time he is more direct. "well that should be your last poz load for the weekend I imagine". The brotherhood comment the night before was a good hint but I was pretty buzzed from the beer so it didn't sink in. Weirdly I was not overly concerned either. Seeing the look on my face he pulls his shirt up to reveal a biohazard tattoo just above his cock. He continues matter of factly, "mate, I think you are hot, and I kind of want you to me mine so you have taken a few poz loads of me already, and last night at least half of the guys that bred you were poz too and not medicated. I am pretty sure at least one or two of them are the father of my poz babies.' TBC

Before I graduated high school, I already knew that vanilla bored me. And my sexual adventures continued to grow through college. It was men who taught me to enjoy nasty sex. And today, now that I’m in my mid 40s, I have no problem Teaching the younger crowd what I know. It’s all about giving back to my community.

this! 100% even as a young virgin i was the type of person who believed in facts, science and the word of experts, so when i repeatedly read that the average dick is 5.5 to 6" i believed it. im lucky in that i've been able to do exhaustive research over the years and have literally been up close and personal with several hundred erect penises. my findings corroborate the experts: most guys have a 5.5 to 6" dick. when asked i often say things like "i got a standard 6" or "all-american boy-next-door dick" and i can tell you that not a single one of those hundreds of men turned their nose up at it or refused to play. would i turn away a genie offering to grant me a thick 8" porn schlong? no. but do i waste my time feeling insecure about something i have zero control over? not for a second. but let's be honest even if it is a toxic attitude. it's fun to see all the different shapes sizes and differences but there is such a thing as a "pretty" dick. like @sub4oralcummine is straight, unblemished and looks just like a toilet stall drawing of everyone's preconceived notion of what a dick should look like, so that may explain all the compliments despite it being "nothing special".

I had to go into the office today... on the way home I stopped at the ABS and got on a location based app. A guy met me there in the booths and I took a couple loads off him. Then I went to the theater and there was a guy topping another bottom who was on a futon at the back. I got face down ass up on another futuon and when the top was finished with the other guy he came over and pumped another load into me. I know 3 loads is nothing compared to a lot of people but for me this was a pretty good day at the bookstore!

Drew got the regular crew together on Sunday night - Daddys were Me, Steve and Hamish and the boys Drew, Dwayne and Ryan. Hamish was lying on his back, legs spread with my face in his crotch, I was massaging his balls and sucking on his sweaty cock. At the same time Dwayne had his face buried in my ass licking me out. Before I knew what was happening, Dwayne mounted me and shoved his cock balls deep up my hole. I kept sucking Hamish while Dwayne rode my ass. He grunted and I felt him cum deep in me. He pulled out and I felt Steve's hands on my ass then he presses his dick on my hole and started forcing it into me. I was on my belly so couldn’t resist so he was soon up to his balls in my ass. I always struggle to take Steve’s cock so I like when he takes control and I’ve got no choice. Luckily Steve cums quick so soon he mixed his seed with Dwayne’s load. I was still sucking Hamish when he pulled out and climbed on my back. Hamish has the thickest cock by far and now he was trying to get it in my ass. Glad Steve and Dwayne had plastered my chute so he slid in easy but fuck, I’d never had my hole stretched out so wide. Hamish fucks like a bull and soon he pumped his load in my guts. I had to fuck so I mounted Ryan and was pumping his hole when Drew shoved his cock in me - he said he wanted to fuck his Daddy’s cum-filled hole. We fucked and as soon as I felt Drew’s load hit my ass, I shot my load up Ryan’s hole. At the end wee took turns sucking Ryan’s cock - Drew swallowed his seed.

This is absolutely the best chemporn story I’ve ever read. I can’t say that anything that spectacular has happened to me in one weekend. But there are several sessions in my life that I could piece together and re-create something like what I’ve read. I don’t often admit this publicly, but I have gone back to reread this story several times and I busted several major loads at different points in the story.

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thanks for all the encouraging feedback, pigs. Hope you enjoy and can get fucked up to this new chapter. —— 8. Bear started bubbling my nipples, and I was writhing slightly. Still really horny apparently. Bear reached to the side table and grabbed his baggies. He pointed his finger at me. “Lick” I obeyed. He dipped the tip of his finger in the bag, withdrew it, and without asking or saying anything else, he inserted the finger in my cunt. He worked well, wiggling all around. Damn it hurt and burned a bit. Not as much as anticipated from reading stories on BZ. He repeated that two more times, and I was flying by the end of it. Jesus Christ. My penis shrunk again, but was so hungry. Hungrier than the night before. It was a lil sore before he inserted all that T inside me, but it felt fine after. Hole was tingly and so warm. I begged him if I could go online to post an ad for guys to come fuck me. To my surprise, he slapped me hard. This was the most aggressive he’s been toward me. I was confused. “You need to be trained. I control who fucks you. I decide. Not you,” he said very sternly. I felt like I was being scolded by a parent. I hate being told what to do. This is partly why I have a bad relationship with to my parents, other adults, and strict institutions. My first instinct was to lash out. But I was so horny. “You need to learn to take any cock. Not just the cocks you want,” he said. Oh that does make sense. If I’m in control, I’ll be picky. I know me. Releasing that control means I may get fucked by guys I would normally write off, like really old guys, or actually homeless, or maybe even more [banned word]. The [banned word], I would come to learn, would come much later. Years later. I started to soften registering his logic. He was right. Damn this hot. “I’m sorry, sir,” I said. “Get on my cock and show me how sorry you are.” I slid down on his fat cock. Eventually I was riding him reverse because his belly made riding reverse more comfortable and allows me to get fucked deeper. He was on his phone the entire time, ignoring me. So hot. This continued for a while, with excepting of me taking breaks to sniff some poppers, him feed me T or Gatorade. He also snapped some pics of me. After some time, he put his phone down. He must be done posting and messaging. I was excited of the unknown adventures awaiting me. He told me to grab the motel phone for him. He dialed the front desk. “Larry, it’s me. This slut is open for any guest tonight and tomorrow to use. Send them to the room. Door will be unlocked.” Larry came to the room not too long after and dumped a load into me. It was fast, but hot. I loved Bear watching me be a good boy taking loads. I had a steady stream of guys come and breed me throughout the night. Couldn’t tell if they were motel guests or people from the internet. That also made it super hot. They mostly blended together in my mind, but a few guys stood out. There was this twink that was youngest, very likely still in college. He was the most deer in headlights, but was rock hard and fucked me really fast. He also rushed out the quickest. lol. Then there were these one guy who was really tweaking out. I normally would have avoided him, but there I was, begging for his load. He couldn’t cum, but it was a hot exchange. Then there was this really old daddy who told me to take his poz load. I begged for it, knowing full well I wasn’t on Prep. Then there was bear#2. He came back, but he reeked of alcohol. He stripped and was just as aggressive as he was the night before. He almost gave me rug burn because he was so aggressive pushing me down to suck his cock. He also fucked me on the floor, pressing my face on the dirty carpet. He was fucking me so good, and he even played with my nipples every now and then driving me crazy. I could feel his pubes and sweat mix with my own. He started to get more aggressive. He told me to lean up, so I was not facing Bear. “You like getting fucked by my cock, faggot?” bear#2 asked. “Mmm…yessir. I love it.” “That’s right faggot. You fucking love it. You love me fucking you?” “Yessir, I love it.” “FUCK YEAH! You fucking love getting fucked by my cock, you whore!” “Mmmmmm” “Yeah tell me you love me. Tell me!” I paused. This felt a bit much? I couldn’t help but look at Bear and see how he felt. He was playing with his nipples and stroking. His face didn’t reveal much honestly. “Say it, faggot! Tell me you love me or I stop fucking you!” Oh fuck I needed his cum. I couldn’t explain it, but if all the guys that came through, he was by far the best fuck. I needed his load! “I love you! I love you! Please keep fucking me!” “Tell me I’m the only person you love! I’m the only person you’ve ever loved! You will love! Say it, bitch!” I said that and more. I screamed how I will only think of his cock and him. how my heart only has room for him and no one else. I was making eye contact with Bear the entire time. Bear#2 dumped a massive load and left. There was a deafening silence in the room after, as I was still on the floor collecting myself. I looked up and Bear was getting dressed. He took some of his belongings, leaving behind the pipe, lighter, and baggie. Then he left. I was all alone again.

Warren was depressed. He loved his husband of just two years but something was missing. Ted has been so dashing in the beginning. He had continued to pursue Warren even after he had been told that Warren was already seriously dating someone else Ted had seemed like such a bad boy. You know the type, exciting, daring, could never hold a job, incredible looking and you just knew he would be fantastic in bed. He had seemed so dangerous! He would show up at Warren’s work on a motorcycle and bring him flowers at lunch time and all the girls in the office would tell him he was so lucky to have a hot guy chasing him Warren had finally given in and the sex was better than he imagined. Ted was hung and all top. He could fuck for hours and knew how to keep a bottom happy. Warren had ended it with his old boyfriend and started dating Ted Ted really did love him and he started cleaning up his act. Getting a steady job and settling down a bit. By the time they got married Ted had sold the motorcycle but he still treated Warren like the center of the universe Warren had everything a gay bottom boy could want but like so many bottom boys he craved more. He had deleted all his profiles on the hook up apps but then went back and made new ones that could not be identified as him, just to look and peruse other profiles On the Bareback Only site he had seen a profile with the name Apex Predator and had opened it several times. He always read the header “Warning! If you are completely happy with your man do not read further” and always stopped, going to the next profile Tonight, Ted lay sleeping soundly after they had fucked. As always it had been great for both of them but he sat in bed with his phone looking at that warning and thinking “Am I totally happy? Ted is the best husband ever but I miss my Bad Boy. I miss the feeling of danger he used to have. Besides, what harm could it do to look” He swiped the profile further up and almost gasped at the first picture ************ The man sat angled in a black chair with one long leg bent at the knee and propped up on the seat. He had long, unkempt, greasy hair and a scraggly beard, his muscles hung loosely on his tall lanky body and you could count his ribs under a light dusting of chest hair. His pelvis had almost no padding left at all and on his lower hip was a biohazard tattoo over a couple words His cock hung down a foot it seemed and looked even more oversized because of his thin, frail looking body. It was the thickest cock Warren had ever seen. The sexiest thing about him though was the evil, predatory gleam in his green eyes, that seemed to glow and the sneer of contempt on his face as he ran a long, bony finger along that cock It was like he knew he had you as soon as you saw that cock, saw him, felt the danger and allure he radiated in equal measure. This man would wreck your life and drag you down to hell but you knew you would feel so good while he did it you would not care abut the consequences till afterwards The next picture was a closeup on the tattoo and the words under it were “Apex Predator” . The biohazard tattoo was black and a toxic green and seemed to drip poison onto the words below The final picture was of the man’s cock from the side with a ruler held next to it. The tip of his cock stuck out a fraction beyond the ruler but the cock had an arch that had to add at least an inch to the length. It looked somewhat thicker than a beer can it’s entire length. Large blue veins bulged all along the shaft The mans stats read: Height 6 ft 6 in Weight 175 lbs Age 31 Hair Black Body hair Moderate Eyes Green Cock size 12 inches plus HIV Status Poz, Unmedicated Position Top only BB Preference Bareback Only - No pulling out Partner status Neg, no PrEP The text read: I am only interested in two kinds of guys The first is neg guys who are cheating on a neg partner. You must be cheating. No cuckold situations. No open relationships. I want to breed you, infect you and for you to take it home tip your loving., unsuspecting partner/husband. I want to give you my gift and for you to share it with him without him knowing. If you are reading this, he is not satisfying you, so he deserves it and you deserve the satisfaction you know in your soul only I can give you The second type is neg anal virgins. Men who think they are straight move to the front of the line. I can tell if someone is lying to me or if they are already poz. I can also smell PrEP. You will only get one chance so don’t blow it Most of you will close my profile now and try to forget it but you will look again tomorrow or next week. You were doomed the moment you swiped down but I did warn you Most of you can’t meet my standards anyway but if you think you can message me. You may get the opportunity to service me and get my gift. You won’t know until you send that message ************** Warren was rock hard but he still closed the profile. He was a nurse in a hospice, He had seen HIV patients who looked only a little worse than this man come in and he had cared for them. None had turned him on at all but this Apex Predator did Warren would never want to bring HIV home to his wonderful Ted. The thought was ridiculous! It was evil! It was hot… NO not hot! It was wrong! And oh so hot... Warren went into the bathroom, pulled up the pictures of Apex Predator again and beat off his chubby six inch cock twice, though he had just gotten off with Ted, while they fucked He went back to bed and promised himself he would never look at that evil profile again but over the next weeks he thought about it constantly. When Ted fucked him he fantasized it was that huge poz cock, bare, sliding in and out of him, ready to share it’s gift of virus and infection ******* He and Ted had had a small fight about something unimportant and Warren knew he had been in the wrong but was being a little bitch about it. Ted’s job was sending him to a training seminar that would keep him out of town for the weekend and they had not really resolved things As he walked out the door Ted had stopped, put down his bag and taken Warren in his arms, kissing him “You know, I don’t care who was wrong, all I care about is that I love you and I am going to miss you so much” and then he had turned, picked up his bag and walked out, waving to Warren who stood forlornly in the open door as he got in his car Warren sighed as he watched him drive off. Ted was wonderful. Ted was the prefect, romantic, loving husband. He was everything Warren could want. Loyal, forgiving… Irritating Just once Warren had wanted some anger sex. A little roughness, some harsh words while his husband fucked him hard. Maybe even a hard slap on the ass. Ted had plenty of time for a quick fuck, but no, he had to leave an hour earlier than necessary just in case. Warren had deliberately picked this fight with him wanting some excitement!, Wanting his Bad Boy back! Wanting to feel that danger again... He pulled out his phone and edited his profile on the bareback )nly site ************* He renamed it “HIV Negative boy in a strictly closed Marriage” and uploaded a picture of his ass and body Stats: Height 5 ft 7 in Weight 135 lbs Age 28 Hair Blond Body hair Moderate Eyes Blue Cock size 6 inches and chubby HIV Status Neg. Recently Tested, Not on PrEP Position Bottom only BB Preference Bareback Only - Only with my husband Partner status Neg, no PrEP Very in love with my husband. Only on here to look and message with friends occasionally Then he messaged Apex Predator ****************** He had been born in the states of Greek immigrant parents. They had named him Apollo Preda. A friend in college had nicknamed him “Apex Predator” because he consistently got all the cutest boys into his bed, Even the straight ones if he wanted them In his junior year he had given all that up though because he had met Peter, a stunning blond haired, blue eyed freshman who seemed to sparkle in Apollo's eyes. The sex was great, Peter loved his huge cock and could take him without complaint. Apollo had fallen for the boy hard and they were talking about marrying someday Every day he did something special fir Peter if he could. He treated him like the sun rose and set just for him. One day he saw Peter hanging out with am older man, muscular, harry and handsome but didn’t think much of it A couple weeks later he nursed Peter through a flu like illness that lasted 3 days, making sure he was comfortable and got enough fluids. It was about three months later, a few weeks before they would be headed home for the summer that Peter said he wanted to try topping. Apollo didn’t even think about it. If his Peter wanted to top him then he would. Peter had a thick 6 ½ inch cock and he was very gentle the first time. After that they both topped when the mood hit them through Peer got rougher as time went on About a month before the end of term Apollo got sick and had the flu for three days. Peter took care if him but was gone for a few hours each day The term ended and they promised to keep in touch and call each other every day Peter didn’t miss a day till about two weeks into their summer break and then a few days later Apollo could bit reach him for three days, “I’m just so bust with family Baby, I’m sorry I will do better” Peter said and he did for about a week/ Then he started missing days again About two months into summer vacation Apollo heard from Peter for the last time, in a long text: First of all Apollo I do love you. Someday you will make some lucky boy a great man but that boy won't be me The man you saw me with was named Vince but I call him Master now, He treats me like a slut, whores me out to his friends and he deliberately infected me with HIV I love the way he treats me. I’m addicted to it. He told me the only way he would be my forever Master was if I Infected you. That’s why I started topping you. I’m fairly sure that when you got sick it was the “bug flu” and that if you go get tested you will find that you are HIV positive as well. I am dropping out of school to be Master’s full time slave. My family is upset but they don’t understand. I’m so lucky to have my Master and to serve him Master says he hopes you enjoy his gift and I hope you forgive me someday and find happiness with some boy who deserves you. Not a worthless slut like me I’m blocking your number after I send this. Please don’t try to find me, I have hurt you enough already Peter ********** Apollo cried for three weeks straight. He was not out to his family but he blew that secret out of the water when his mom asked him what was wrong His dad’s response was “That's what you get for being a faggot” The dark voice in Apollo’s mind started whispering to him about then Dad would have thrown Apollo out of the house but it belonged to mom, Everything belonged to mom. She was a rich girl who married a baker’s son because she loved him. That was years ago though and his dad was the one who got thrown out of the house and quickly, efficiently divorced “You don’t mess with my son. If I ever meet this Peter he will rue the day he was born and as for your father. I stopped loving his bigoted ass a long time ago” Mom had said and Apollo felt a little better A week or so before school started again Apollo was walking past a downtown bar and heard a familiar voice drift through the door as someone excited “Divorcing me because of that faggot son of hers” his dad’s voice slurred until it was cut off by the door closing That dark voice in his mind made a few suggestions and Apollo swerved and went into the bar He went to the far end the bar., not letting his father see him as he slipped into the attached package store and made a few purchases, then slipped back into the bar and waited, sipping on a club soda He followed his drunk dad as he left and when they got to the cheep hotel the older man was staying in he called out “Het Dad! Wait! His Dad turned, almost falling over and said “What do you want faggot?” “Just to talk Dad, I still love you, you are my Dad, can’t we talk things out?” he said Then he pulled a bottle of his Dad’s favorite bourbon out of the bag he was carrying “We can share this and talk Dad” He said in a wheedling voice His Dad’s eyes lit up “Sure Son! Come on in! I have been having to drink the cheap stuff since your mom dumped me” he said opening the door Three drinks later the bigot was snoring. He had not noticed Apollo was not drinking at all Apollo poured another drink and went over to his dad, slapping his face “Wake up and finish your drink Dad” He said in a commanding tone The man opened his eyes but only finished half the drink before he was passed out again Apollo slapped him again and when that didn’t work he opened the man’s shirt and pinched both his nipples hard, then torched his Dad in some very inappropriate places ti see if he would wake up Nothing got a response He hauled his Dad to the bed, stripping him completely naked and noted “My cock must come from Mom’s side of the family" as his dad’s very average sized cock flopped around “He does have a nice ass for an old man though” he thought, slapping those firm round cheeks. When his dad didn’t make a sound Apollo pulled the man’s belt out of his pants and went to town on that ass, spanking the man with a vengeance. He had felt this belt often enough growing up when he had done something wrong When his Dad’s ass glowed red he dropped his own pants. He was rock hard, Who knew hurting someone could be so hot He put the bottle and cup on the side table and mounted his father’s ass, ramming in brutally, sinking about six inches in that unsuspecting ass before it tightened convulsively and stopped him That got a reaction. His Dad started to wake up and Apollo put a drink in his hand bringing it to his lips. He drank it down and soon was asleep again, his ass unclenching and letting his Son work his toxic cock into that straight neg ass He pounded his father’s black furred ass until his balls stated to tighten, ready to breed his old man with his toxic virus “I wonder if you will still call us faggots after you test poz” He bent down and whispered in his fathers ear as his poz seed filled that undefended neg ass He kept his dad drunk and passed out and bred him a total of five times before dressing and laving the knocked up bitch face down on the bed, his ass dripping toxic cum "Enjoy my gift Dad" he said from the door as he left The day before he left to go back to college his Dad came by to pick up a few things from the house since it was obvious by now that his mom was not going to take him back She had an errand to run and really didn't want to talk to him so she left Apollo to watch him. They were in his mam’s bedroom when his dad bent over to get something. Apollo came up behind him and grabbed his hips, grinding his crotch into that ass “I enjoyed fucking you the other night Dad, you might want to get tested in a few months though, you probably have HIV. Your just another poz faggot now, or so everyone will think" he told the bigot Apollo outweighed his dad by 30 pounds of solid muscle and was 8 inches taller than him so he was not afraid of the man in the least. They both knew who would win if it came to a fight To his surprise his Dad moaned a little then stood up quickly, trying to cover it “I don’t know what you are talking about Son” The older man blustered but Apollo saw the little pup tent in the front of his pants “You were awake for part of that, You enjoyed it. You fucking bastard! You call me a faggot when you are the one who enjoys getting fucked!” Apollo said angrily “I had never been fucked before! You never checked but I came twice while you were in me. It just felt so dirty and so good” his dad said blushing Apollo stepped to the man and turned him around, twisting his arm behind him and reaching around to unbuckle his belt and push his pants down He dropped his own pants and forced his father to bend over, slamming his cock up his ass in hard, violent jabs “If you weren’t poz before you will be by the time I am done with you this time you fucking Bitch” he snarled "You are going crave your own son's cock up your ass, every day, for the rest of your life you pathetic faggot" His Dad didn’t fight him at all, In fact, he was eventually moaning and pushing back, even as his own son bred him with virus laden cum Apollo came in him three times within half an hour, then told him to get his shit and get the fuck out Back at school “Apex Predator” was reborn he even started calling himself “Apex” and soon everyone was calling him that He would see a boy walking across campus and the dark voice would whisper “That one” in his mind Within an hour Apex would have the man on his back, in his dorm room, taking his cock bare, breeding them with his toxic seed then kicking him out callously if they wanted to talk or cuddle afterwards He would go out to the local gay bar and look for couples, he always knew if they were out looking for a third or just enjoying a night out together but were closed. He also came to recognize the feelings, one for poz and one for neg, Finally he came understand the unattractive smell some neg men had faintly about them was PrEP in their blood When he spotted a closed couple he would wait for one to walk off to get drinks or go to the restroom and would simply walk up, push the other against the wall and start kissing them, He would press their hand to his usually rock hard cock through the leather of his pants and say “That wants to be in your raw” and any protests would usually cut off They usually barely resisted as he pulled them to the back room, turned them, pushed their pants down and pinned them against the wall with his cock splitting their ass open painfully. “I’m poz and you will be soon” He would whisper in their ear. “Make sure you share my gift with your husband” then he would slam in a few more strokes and breed those unprotected neg asses deep and knocking them up with his virus. Then sending them back, shame faced to their men after they straighten their clothes. For some reason they all just accepted what he had done to them. They were all sluts who secretly wanted it, they were all like Peter He would watch from nearby as they found their husbands and made some excuse. They usually left soon, sometimes shooting him a troubled glance or two before they did He finished last year of college and celebrated with a trip to Las Vegas where he happened upon a tattoo shop just off the strip. He was surprised to find that the owner was Mike of the singing duo Billy and Mike. “Give it to me” was one of his favorite songs and Mike was rumored to have a cock about the size of Apex’s own and also to be poz “I get in the mood to put my hands on a tattoo gun now and then. I like to keep in practice in and the tattoo artist who usually runs the shop for me has the week off” Mike told him “So how can I help you?” Apex told him what he wanted and Mike grinned, looked around and then pulled up his shirt to reveal the biohazard tattoo on his lower hip in front They designed the Apex Predator, biohazard tattoo together, Mike drawing a sketch on paper. When all was agreed they made an appointment to meet back hertz early the next day, the tattoo would take several hours The next day they both got rock hard as soon as the tattooing started and could tell that they were a comparable size from the bulges snaking down their thighs but it didn’t go any further, They could both tell the other was not a bottom and there was that professionalism thing on Mike’s part. Mike chose to forget that his Boy, Hank had started out as a client When the tattoo was finished Mike told him how to care for it over the next week or so till it healed Apex spent the next few years pozzing every neg virgin he could and breaking up neg couples. He didn't really force anyone, they were all just worthless sluts who threw away love for a rush of lust. They deserved to lose their men He his health started to worsen and even the drk voice in his head suggested he go on meds but he refused. He got thinner and thinner but it just made the neg boys want him more ************************* The Darkness looked out from behind Apollo/Apex’s eyes The other forces in the world thought it wanted to end the world but what fun was that? If it did that who would it have to play with? These mortals made great toys Destroying people’s relationships or even destroying their soul was so much more fun than ending the world, Besides, even the ones it destroyed had fun while it was happening. They were getting what they asked for. They wanted to be destroyed deep down inside The Darkness had an opposite called The Light naturally You would think that it was all about love and happiness but no All The Light cared about was making up arbitrary moral codes and using it’s followers to force others to live by them. Far more evil had been done because of The Light than because of The Darkness. Bigotry. racism, religious fanaticism? Lay all those right at The Light's feet Apollo/Apex was The Darkness's very best agent and he was going to let that stupid virus The Darkness had gotten him infected with to recruit him, kill him "Not of I have anything to say about it, and I do” The Darkness though Two other forces in the world. Order and Chaos, had brought about a new strain of HIV that was non lethal. It also had a fairly good chance of passing from a bottom to a top during unprotected sex The Darkness got Apollo/Apex to respond to a hook up add for a ginger haired slut boy taking loads in a hotel room. It turned off it’s agent’s poz sensing ability as he got there. t had to send Apollo/Apex back three times over several months before it was sure the man was inflected with The Angel Strain of HIV To hide what it had done The Darkness stopped its agent’s physical appearance from changing as his HIV was suppressed by the Angel Strain. Apollo/Apex goy healthier but he didn’t look healthier and that was just fine with The Darkness ***************** Apex did notice that he generally had felt better for the last few months. He had even put on about 15 pounds but then the weight gain stopped He no longer looked like a walking skeleton but he didn’t look anywhere near the optimal weight for his height He could however go about clothed and draw far less attention than before when people shied way from the obviously sick man. Well the neg boys hadn't shied away and still didn't His phone pinged and he recognized the sound of a message from the Bareback Only hookup app. He got sevral a day bit most were from saying “I know I don’t meet all your standards but…” these just got deleted This one was from a profile titled “HIV Negative boy in a strictly closed Marriage” He was sitting in his car outside the hotel a neg boy who was cheating on his husband and he planned to poz and send back home to infect his unsuspecting man “Interesting” Apex thought as he read he message later. Right now a cheating slut was waiting for his virus to infect him. He got out of his car and went to room 306 where the slut said he was waiting The neg man let him in "Hi, my name is Ted" He said nervously as Apex looked him up and down Apex almost laughed, remembering the message he had just read "Well Ted, lets get you pozzed up like the worthless slut you are" Apex said starting to undress *************************************************************************************** I’m going to try to keep Apex evil and heartless for as long as I can but you know me, There will eventually be a “Tommy” like character introduced most likely Let me know if you want Apex kept like he is Scanbu

This isn't my story but one told to me by a buddy. He's happy for me to share. I may add some additional parts after but they'll just be my fantasies. Names have been changed and locations altered. This is a bit of a slow burner but it does get good. I'm just trying to recount what I was told in as much detail as possible. At nineteen Dave dropped out of university in his first year. Having gotten through secondary school with the help of his teachers he thought he was safe enough to drink his way through college and pass too. Unfortunately that plan didn't work out, nor did the back up plan of becoming a professional rugby player. Dave played through school and college and was good but just not good enough. But, because of his sports days he was a built lad; 5ft 10, broad, short cropped fair haired and blue eyes. He didn't have a six pack but is built like a brick shit house. Between his looks qnd popularity he never had an issue pulling girls but he had always been curious since mutually wanking with a mate when he was in his early teens. He figured it was just a phase but still always took a peek in the showers and admired guys on nights out. Anyway after leaving college he retuened home to his small, fairly rural, Irish town. His parents didn't take long to get sick of his lack of motivation and, after a couple of weeks his father arranged for him to do an apprenticeship in carpentry with a guy he knew through his own work. Dave was gutted, he hadn't much interest but agreed when he was basically told it was that or get out and fend for himself. About a week after he was given the news Dave met his new boss Niall. Niall was in his early 30s, about 6ft, lean but muscular body, dark hair, deep brown eyes and a decent 5 o'clock shadow. Dave remembers feeling odd the first time he met Niall, he didn't realise it was attraction at the time, just figured it was admiration for the guy who looked so well kept. "Alright lad, how's it goin?" Niall stuck out his hand to greet Dave. "Uh grand thanks" came the younger man's reply. "So your father tells me you're interested in carpentry, have you done much of it before?" Niall enquired. "Just a bit in school, and a couple of bits at home, but I was decent enough" said Dave. Niall just laughed and, after some conversation they agreed that Dave would assist with helping to finish off a kitchen unit for the week and, after that they'd see how if Dave would stay on. The project was a success, Dave impressed Niall and surprised himself at how much he enjoyed the work. Niall was quite an easy going guy and they got on well. Usually Friday's included a couple of pints after work before Niall dropped Dave home. During this time the two got to know each other well. Niall heard about Dave's rugby "career" and that he hadn't a steady girlfriend since secondary school, he figured college would provide plenty of women. In turn Dave learned that Niall had previously been engaged but it didn't work out. He had his own place on the outskirts of town and was fond of a bit of weed every now and then to relax. It was on one of those Fridays that things got interesting. After a particularly long day Niall said he felt like something stronger and took a joint out of the pocket of hos van. "You don't mind?", he asked Dave. "Nah man you're fine". "You wanna drag?" Dave was unsure, he'd never tried weed, or any drugs, but Niall reassured him it'd be fine. Dave always seemed to find it hard to say no Niall and took his first puff. "Trust me, it's great for the wind down" Niall told him. The two then discussed weekend plans; Dave's buddies all had deadlines for college so he was having a quiet one. Niall suggested he join him in town, he was going to watch a match and figured Dave might be up for it. Dave agreed but he had training that Saturday and would be running late. "No hassle" Dave told him, bring your stuff, you can shower and change at mine". Saturday came and it was a miserable day, non stop rain from morning. By the time Dave finished training he was soaked and miserable. He wasn't in much of a mood go to Niall's but felt obliged. When he pulled up, Niall answered the door in tight black t-shirt that showed off his body, grey joggers and white socks. "Fuck, you look like a drown rat" he said as Dave came in. He showed him to the bathroom and how to use the shower. I'll continue with the story later. There is chem play coming but like I say this took time to kick off.

Found this in my daily NPR email. Thought it might be of interest. [think before following links] https://www.npr.org/sections/shots-health-news/2024/06/15/nx-s1-4990795/hiv-aids-aging-health-risks-funding?utm_source=npr_newsletter&utm_medium=email&utm_content=20240618&utm_term=9534331&utm_campaign=news&utm_id=68407660&orgid=&utm_att1=

Had a great four hour session with a very attractive dominant top today! He was a nice dark caramel color with a good 8 1/2 thick curved dick. Very passionate, he ran into my hole for hours and then I reciprocated by deep throating his dick until we were ready to move to his sling. He took his time to penetrate me playing with my hole with just the tip of his dick until I was moaning and begging for more. Finally, I was able to get him balls deep where he fucked me until two loads were deposited. We are scheduled a second session to continue this chemistry. Can’t wait!

THE BIGGEST TOOL Chapter 1: Force of Habit As he felt the rim of the younger guy’s hole snap tight around his cock, he grunted, “Fuck, yeah.” Slowly he slid his meat deeper in between those lush ass mounds, sinking into the guy’s tunnel. It was a long struggle because his dick wasn’t short, and it wasn’t thin. The slim, young blond man under him was struggling to make room for it. He kept the pressure on steadily until the moment when something gave way and he was finally able to sink himself all the way inside, his hip bones resting against his partner’s glutes. He gave the guy another minute to get used to the intruder in his body, and then roused up, lifting his body into the air on his muscled forearms as he began pumping up and down, pulling his cock out and then driving it back in. The bottom twisted and moaned, half in pain and half in ecstasy, as the monster cock plunged into him repeatedly. This youngster was trying harder than some of them did. He really was making an effort to work his hole around the top’s dick of death, but it was a losing battle. He was stretched so far that he couldn’t command his ass muscles to work. The top stud laid himself down along the young blond’s back, tangling his fingers in the longish blond hair and forcing his legs wider apart to give himself more room. In this position, he could pump really hard and fast, building up to a rapid tattoo of loud smacks that roused echoes all through the room. “Fuck, man – it’s so fucking huge. You’re splitting me in two. Porn scenes with dialogue like that are a dime a dozen, but in this case it was at least believable. That massive tool looked like it was almost a third the size of the bottom boy’s entire waist. The bottom was experienced, definitely, and had been plowed by a lot of big dicks, but this one took things into another league altogether. This blond guy wasn’t the first, and he wouldn’t be the last, to say that he felt like he’d lost his cherry all over again after getting his cheeks pried open by that massive ass-splitter. Not that it really mattered. The man plundering his butt was an expert, and he knew exactly how to show his bottoms a good time while getting his own rocks off inside them. Some tops might fake an orgasm from time to time, but this man never did. He was thorough, he was an expert, and he knew exactly how to make his partner cum, as well as making himself cum – and cum on a grand scale. He never let them down He pulled out then, grabbing the bottom and flipping him over with a snarled, “On your back! Now!” The bottom obediently complied, lifting his legs into the air over his head so that his hole was totally visible to the cameras, the gaping opening mercilessly illuminated by the brilliant lights. His mouth was gaping open too, gasping for air after the pounding he’d already taken, while knowing that the worst was yet to happen. The top planted his knees further apart so the cameras would get a clear shot as he leaned down and started pushing his way inside that quivering ass-pussy again. Slowly, but with force, he pushed inch after inch of his enormous tool all the way inside the younger guy’s tunnel. As he resumed his determined fucking, the shadowy figures beyond the reach of the lights watched the scene with a mixture of reactions. The younger ones displayed various degrees of awe – particularly the first-time camera guy whose own cock was out and rock-hard. The reactions ran the gamut from there to the producer, a white-haired veteran of the trade who’d been making porn flicks for nearly half a century. He smiled with satisfaction at the realization that this awesome top man, even after all these years, was the most striking performer he’d ever seen. The pounding strokes were getting harder and harder now, plunging down more forcefully and ripping upwards more sharply. The stud’s breath came in harsh gasps as he took what he wanted, riding hard and deep in the younger man’s ass and getting ready to breed his hole. The younger guy groaned and cried aloud as the pounding reached his limit of endurance. But this too the top understood. He closed his eyes and his mind to all else but the sensation of that widely stretched hole grabbing and stroking his man meat. In just a few more strokes, he roared, “Cumming inside you!” “Fuck, yeah, stud, fill me up!” He drove in, one last ferocious stroke, and then held it there as his shaft shuddered, convulsed, pumped out one massive squirt of sperm after another. After three shots, he pulled out, sprayed the next three over the bottom’s firm round cheeks and throbbing crotch, and then drove back in to pump the last four or five squirts deep into the asshole. Then the bottom grabbed his own tool, yanking on it fiercely for about twenty seconds until it shot a fountain of cum up onto the straining abs of the man who had just bred him. At last it was finished. He drew that long, thick shaft up and out, eyeing (not without a touch of smugness) the slow tidal wave of man cream that poured out of the hole and down the bottom’s taint. He used his cock to scoop it up, and then forced it all back inside the younger guy’s gaping ass – cock, cum, and all. Only then did he lean down and close in to exchange a few kisses with the bottom. After a minute he eased out again, Then, feeling his thighs beginning to strain to hold him steady, he flopped down onto his back, letting his dick fall back down and dribble out the last bits of cum onto his washboard abs. And with that, from the back of the room, a voice called, “That’s a wrap.” The man who had once been Adrian Pennyfather lay there, slowly catching his breath back, as his partner tentatively lifted himself up and off the bed before heading off to the shower to clean himself and soothe his aching, defeated hole. “Be with you in a minute, Sven,” he called after the bottom’s retreating bottom. “Great job – as always!” The producer’s congratulations were heartfelt “Thanks, Mike.” The words were formulaic. He knew that he had given a good performance; he always did. He understood thoroughly that a big dick didn’t make a porn star. It was at least as much a question of attitude, a professional approach to the job to be done. This he had mastered years ago, and it was his attitude and thorough approach to his work, even more than the size of his cock, which had producers and directors lining up to sign him. In a few more moments he’d join Sven in the shower room, helping to ease him down from the intensity of the scene and sympathizing with the sore ass which he had stretched so badly. Right now, though, he was pondering the never-ending mystery of his life. What he didn’t know and just couldn’t ever understand was how the shyest, most timid kid in Exmouth, Nova Scotia, had ended up becoming one of the most famous – make that notorious – and sought-after gay porn top stars of the last twenty years. And why was it that nobody in the porn industry, nobody in the whole wide fucking crazy gay world, could ever seem to figure out – or even seem to care – what it was, what were the kinds of sexual action, that really turned him on Even after he and Sven had towelled off and dressed, and Sven had left, he kept sitting there, pondering it all. Was he really at a crossroads in his life, or was this just his usual “kind of down day” that always set in after a shoot ended? He wasn’t sure. Once again, he found himself pondering the idea of quitting. This whole porn thing had become a matter of habit. It was all an established routine: setting a date, laying off sex for several days beforehand (had to save up a huge load for his legendary money shot), meeting his partner, fooling around for a while to find the bottom’s hot buttons, then the showers, the scene shoot, the familiar stages of sex for the cameras, and finally the explosive money shot – the signature trade mark of every one of his scenes. Then, showers again, hug and kiss, and go home… to what? There it was again. The perennial question he could never solve. What was he going to do, how was he going to live, and above all who was he going to become when he hung up his jockstrap and quit the porn industry, and his porn screen name, for good? For that matter, who was he? Plain and simple – and he still didn’t really know the answer.

Posting from this guys kitchen in between round 2, but the last 3 months ive been absolutely addicted to breeding this server who lives in my apartment complex. 6' tall, lanky awkward redhead with an uncut cock and a little bubblegum pink hole I can't keep my dick out of. He moved in with his bf of 3 years whos a 2/10 and works night shifts at a hotel lobby. Initially it was just a lot of teasing, then handjobs and blowjobs. Every night we'd curl upon his couch and suck each other dry for a few weeks. Eventually I laid him back and ate him. Probably the best ass ive ever eaten I think. Getting him to fuck was annoying and took forever but I made it happen. I even got him to bareback, just promised I'd cum outside. (Still worth it) the first time was amazing. So tight, so wetp. I spent 2-3 days glazing his ass with my semen Eventually he said we had to quit and kept bringing up his boyfriend, "we shouldn't bareback", etc... Still got him legs up a few more nights after that taking my dick like I wanted, but by the weeks end he made more excuses and finally said he didn't have any lube so I asked to use his bathroom and couldn't find any. I did manage to find a small thing of Vaseline though, and convinced him to at least jerk off with me one last time He didnt really want to, but eventually I got a few fingers in him and asked if I could just put the head in one last time. Push push push and pretty soon i had my cock back deep in his guts like usual. Since I thought it was the last time I tried breeding him without giving it away but he could feel the load. Wasnt really upset though since we both basically came at the same time and I told him his ass was " just this last time" Now its not even a question and we fuck almost every other night. I got him to admit he likes how it feels when a guy cums inside, so now he just lays back or on his side and let's me pump it in him. Usually we just lay in bed and play some animal crossing until he sees I'm getting hard again. Then he just pumps my dick a few times and lifts his hips a little so I can breed him all over again. Idk if his bf can tell but I'm kind of stretching him into a pussy too. He gapes WIDE after the first load and I can usually see it inside him every time. Theres no more convincing or anything now, and some nights he lubes me hard and rides me himself. Fun.

Chapter 1 – We Meet Again Jason is a long-time buddy of mine. When he lived near me, we’d get together a few times a month to party and play. About a year ago, he sold his startup company and moved to a place outside of Phoenix. He invited me to visit, promising there would be some fun times while I was there. I was excited to get away from winter and to see Jason again. We’d spent lots of time together over the years, but that had always been focused on a day or two for play. This would be the first time we spent a more extended time together, and I’d be staying at his house, too. We got along well, and I had high hopes for the trip. Jason picked me up at the airport, and we drove out into the mountains. He told me that his house was on a lake, and the area around it was secluded. He wasn’t kidding. When we got there, he had a beautiful house surrounded on three sides by trees. The back side was all about the lake. You couldn’t see any houses, and Jason told me that he often swam nude in the lake. He showed me to my room and suggested that I prep for some fun times with him. I got ready in the private bath, put on a jockstrap, then got dressed in shorts and a T-shirt. He told me to meet him in the lower level, so I headed there. Jason was waiting for me and working on his phone. He was naked except for a black leather harness and cock ring. When he saw me, he said, “There’s no need for clothing here,” so I stripped off the shorts and shirt and walked over to him. My cock was straining against the pouch of the jock strap. Jason’s dick was hard and shiny with precum. I knelt in front of him and sucked his cock into my mouth. Jason is in his 40s now. At a little over 6’ tall, he’s about the same height as me. We’re both in OK shape, but it looked like he had been hitting the gym more since he moved and tightened up his body since I saw him last. He’s got an incredible hairy chest that tapers down to a treasure trail leading to his cock. His trimmed pubes help his 7” cock stand out. With the cock ring on, his cock was nice and plump. I also knew that he had a hairy ass and a hole that liked to be used. I’m a little heavier than him and not as defined. There’s some hair on my chest and ass, but not as much as Jason has. My cock is 7.5” long. So, I’m on my knees, giving Jason a blow job. His cock is pumping out some precum, which I am eager to swallow. He let me suck him for a while, then he reached down and pulled me into a standing position so that he could suck my dick. That’s when I noticed that we were in a well-equipped playroom. A sling was set up with a stool at the base and a table on one side with poppers and water. A cart with lube and toys was near the stool. It looked like a fun space. After he sucked me for a while, Jason suggested that we get things started. He reached for a pipe and torch and began melting the crystals. He took a hit when the smoke was swirling and passed the tools on to me. I, too, took a big hit off the pipe. Damn, this was some good stuff! We’d be flying soon. We shared the pipe and got ready for action. Jason suggested that I get in the sling first. He lubed up both of his hands and started working on my hole. He was using fingers from both hands to poke and prod at my hole, teasing it to open up for him. It didn’t take long for him to have four fingers from each hand inside me, using them to stretch my hole, prepping it for his fist. He added more lube to his hands and squirted a healthy amount in my ass with a lube shooter. Then, he slowly inserted his hand, twisting it as he entered my ass. He paused at the widest part and used some twisting motions to let me experience the fullness of his hands inside me. He knows how much I enjoy being stretched like this. Next, he slid more of his hand in, getting in to about mid-forearm. Once he was settled in there, he gave me a minute to adjust. That first insertion is always fantastic, and he knew that there would be many more insertions to follow, so there was no need to rush. After a moment, Jason started some small movements inside me. He was flexing his hand and twisting it around, letting his knuckles graze over my inner walls. Jason was also working his hand deeper into me. He paused once he hit my second hole. We both knew that we would breach that barrier, but there was plenty of time for that. Jason then pulled his hand all the way out of my ass. He added more lube to it and slid back in. This time, he went all the way in on a single push. Jason worked my hole, pushing back and forth, all while twisting his hand around inside me. He was getting me well-opened, and I enjoyed the ride. Next, he pulled out and looked over his selection of toys. He always liked Mr. Hankey’s toys, and it appeared that he added significantly to his collection. Some of my old favorites were there, but there were plenty of new items. He chose a new one that looked like a super-sized version of a real cock and started to lube it up. This toy was thick from the start, and his insertion made me gasp in pleasure. He looked up at me and smiled then as he slowly drilled the dildo further into my ass. He occasionally paused to let me adjust to it, but he kept a steady pressure on it. Twisting and moving it forward got most of the toy inside me until he hit my inner sphincter. With the thickness of this toy, it was unlikely to go through my second hole yet, but it felt amazing having it there. Jason gently extracted the toy from my ass, pulling it all the way out and then shoving it back in. He repeated this action, pulling it all the way out before sliding it in again several times. Each time, the initial penetration of the head was easier, and my ass adjusted to accommodate the thickness, allowing the toy to slide in deep. He was shaking and twisting the toy as he fucked me with it. He was really getting into working over my ass with this, so I decided to take a hit of poppers and let him go wild on my ass. I took one small hit in my left nostril, blew it out, and then took a deep hit on my right side, which I held. When Jason knew that the rush was on me, he pulled the toy out and quickly shoved it back inside me. Now, he was moving the toy with great speed, letting my ass feel every penetration and each wrinkle and vein on the dildo as it slid through my chamber. Then, Jason dropped the toy on the ground and, as the poppers were wearing off, shoved his hand inside me again. This time, he was able to get deep inside me quickly and was poking at my second hole. He teased it just a bit and then slid his fingers through. Feeling him inside my colon was a huge turn on and I moaned in pleasure and appreciation. Jason suggested more poppers and held his hand still while I snorted the fumes. Then, he began his assault on my deepest areas, pushing through my second hole, moving his fingers ever deeper inside me. I was bucking around on the sling, reacting to the intensity of the workout he delivered. My cock had been leaking a steady stream of precum, but now a huge gush erupted from it, coating my hairy stomach. Jason was oblivious to this since he was so focused on my ass, so I reached down and scooped some of the fluids into my mouth. The sweet and salty taste turned me on and excited me for what was to come. Jason slowly slid his hand out of my ass. He took his time removing it, letting me feel the bumps and texture of his hairy paw as it was extracted from my ass. When he was all the way out, he again used both hands to spread my hole open. After the session we just had, it opened readily for him. He dipped in with his tongue and gave my hole a few licks. I shivered in delight as his tongue licked and probed my inner flesh. Then, he helped me out of the sling, and we swapped places so that he was now in the sling, legs spread and ass temptingly exposed to my yearning gaze.

I’ve always been fearful of becoming a daddy. I’m not anymore. Been chatting with this absolutely adorable tiny twink of a Latino kid on Grindr, he finally brought his ass over to be eaten out by daddy. he walked in, i immediately said kiss me and he did. I licked his neck and ear lobes. He was moaning. 5 mins later I’m spanking him on all 4s with his precious tiny Lille bubble ass in the air. he took my head and stuck it between his cheeks and went to town I did with my tongue and mouth. Im 5’9” 164 and he’s 5’4” probably 110lbs. Tiny boy tits and he was moaning next I’m sliding in. Anyone who knows me, I hate live and use spit instead. I’m always well hydrated. He let me go slow at first and sped up…. 30 mins later I’m flooding this 19yo beautiful ass with a huge load. He blocked me after he left and said I was too big for him. His loss….

Running errands on a Tuesday afternoon around 4PM, I stopped by a (sometimes cruisy) public restroom at a shopping center. Swallowed a nice load from a fat 7" cock attached to a 5'7ish thin white dude in his mid-30's who moaned while feeding me understall. Must be summer time. Game on!!

WE weren't supposed to be here. We were supposed to accept our fates as F**s, and just go quietly into the light, like the Christian right wanted us to do. To die and be silent like lambs, BUT WE'RE STILL HERE, KARENS AND KENS!! - In 2007, I was 12 cd4 counts from officially having AIDS when I started taking anti-retroviral meds. I came as close to being really sick without ever being really sick. No secondary infections, just the feeling of being ever more tired. Now, I am pre-diabetic, but with normal sugar levels, with a higher cholesterol than I should. When I think of Giba, and Chad and the many who we lost, I am thankful and grateful.

Same. I'm a slut year round, but I go thru phases where I'm even sluttier. "She's gotta have it," could be used to describe me. I'll go to an XXX bookstore, spread my cheeks and press my crack up to a gloryhole and literally take all cumers... with the door to my booth open so anybody can watch and call me a pig and hopefully stick a dick in my mouth.

Chapter 7 is definitely up there. You might also find that this one might is a worthy contender:

If it aint bareback, it aint sex

A good btm always keeps his tops sperm in his hole as long as possible.

The average cocksucker cannot handle anything more than 6 inches. From personal experience, most cocksuckers can accommodate the first 5 inches of my dick in their mouth. The remaining 4 inches at the base of my dick usually remain dry and untouched.

Last Thursday night I went to a local art gallery event. Two free heavy drink pours got me peeping Sniffies while the event winded down. A local cumdump just started hosting at a local hotel between the gallery and my home. He hit me up right away with location and room number. How could I pass up unloading in a juicy muscle ass that's down to business? It was less than 10min from leaving the gallery space and driving over to walking into the cracked open door. There was some music playing on a phone, only a desk lamp on, and the smell of a sweaty man hit my nose immediately. As I approached the bed a Latino dude in his mid-30s was pumping a chiseled 39 year-old white hole. The cumdumps fat cock was flopping as he was being pounded and I immediately got rock hard. I unzipped my pants and stroked while watching the cumdump get fucked, after a few minutes the dude pumping said "oh shit! I didn't realize you were here, here have a piece." He presented the warm hole to me while he moved around the bed to shove his cock in the cumdumps mouth. I slid into that velvet hole slowly, enjoying every moment of my throbbing cock head being fed bussy. The Latino dude getting his cock sucked hit a bottle of poppers and shared with me. The cumdump flexed his hole and gulped my cock all the to the base. I grabbed his ass cheeks, spread them apart, and fucked him furiously hearing my balls slap against his tailbone. I watched him arch his back and his sexy tattoo bounce up and down on my cock. He moaned while getting fucked and gagging on the other guys cock. After a few minutes I shot a huge load deep into his deserving man milking cunt. I gave a little slap on the cumdumps ass then zipped my pants up and nodded at the other guy before I departed. Dick still wet from my random encounter, I took off all my clothes and hopped in bed with my already sleeping husband.

just had him 3 more times in a day. its saturday funday and both him and his bf are out at the pool this evening. im vibing, hanging out in the hot tub with them having a few beers and the redheaded twink offers to clean up some of the garbage and fetch a few more bottles from their apartment, so i offer to help. 😈 we made it upstairs and i offered a quickie, but he started whining about his boyfriend and saying he had to get back to the pool. so i fished out my hardon and put his hand on it, told him just a nice quick one, in and out. i stuck my hand down his swimtrunks to seal the deal, gave his hole a nice firm little rub and was ready to keep arguing but he shucked off his trunks, leaned over the kitchen counter and just grumbled, "get in there." it was hot. just a quick spitfuck, maybe 2-3 minutes. he shot a crazy big load all over the front of the dishwasher in the first minute. I got a little verbal too, told him to take my load like a good boy, pumped him full, and we were done. he cleaned up his mess with a dish towel and we walked back down to the pool. it was so fucking hot watching him lay out on an adirondack chair babbling about some amazon special to his boyfriend knowing his little ass was full of my cum. His BF left for work about 2 hours later so of course i showed up again. its turned into a thing, my dick slides inside him about four nights a week. the only difference was tonight he was pre-loaded. ive gotten a little piggy about how much cum i can make him take too. I like to breed him nice and deep, then slide down and finger him until he gapes and i can watch my load run out. we fucked three times before he cleaned my cock and sent me home. i fucked up and forgot to turn off my alarm clock for the weekend, so im up at 5 am now. got some water, flipped through reddit, and looked at the clock. his bf doesnt get back from work until about 8-9 am, so i texted the redhead a few times to see if i could get him up. I made an excuse that i left my carkey in his apartment and made my way back around 6:45 am and once i got there i didnt even have to ask, he just got nice and close by the door and said "is it hard?" I fucked him with his pajama bottoms around his ankles on the couch and watched my cum run down his balls the whole time. it took 30 minutes or so but i managed to finish inside him again. i fucking love love love his little fuckhole.

Apex sat in his car reading the message from “HIV Negative boy in a strictly closed Marriage”: I can’t stop reading your profile, looking at your pictures and fantasizing about your poz cock in my ass The problem is I truly love my husband, Ted. He is everything to me… except the dangerous bad noy I fell in love with. He changed to make me happy. To show me he was serious about making a life with me so how can I complain? I just miss the irresponsible, crazy romantic, motorcycle riding dangerous man he used to be. I need danger and excitement in my life but I also need him I’m alone all weekend and I think if you tell me to come to you I will. I have to have something dangerous in me and your cock is pure danger in so many ways. I’m hoping a dose of danger from you will satisfy my need and if I get pozzed I cam say it happened at work so I won’t lose my Ted. I can’t lose my Ted Let me know W. Apex smirked at the screed. This W was a little sloppy, Telling him the name of his husband and he didn’t notice that in the picture of his ass, which he had taken in a mirror, that there was another man visible in the background. Probably this Ted guy The message was typical. The sluts always loved their husbands and just needed a little danger. He wondered what this W did that he could get pozzed at work. Something in healthcare most likely. The ass picture was nice and this W met all his qualifications, so Apex decided to message him later and arrange a hookup for tomorrow, Maybe he could poz the needy little slut in the bed his husband fucked him in He went inside the hotel and to room 306 where his next hookup waited The man stepped back and let him in. “Hi, my name is Ted” he said a bit nervously Apex almost laughed. If he had been uncertain because the reflected image of this man he had just seen was not to clear, the name confirmed it. This was W’s, husband. This man was the rarest of rarities tor Apex, He said he was cheating AND since he only topped he was an anal virgin. That combination was almost irresistible. The potential to get both partners pozzed was so much higher “Well Ted, Lets get you pozzed up like the worthless slut you are” Apex said as he began stripping Ted’s eyes flashed a bit angrily at the words “worthless slut” But he didn’t say anything “How do you want me?” he asked instead “On your back Bitch, this is a breeding and that’s the best position to get you pregnant” Apex said and there was that flash of anger again. This Ted was not reacting like the typical cheating sluts he usually pozzed but his anger just made it even hotter for Apex Ted had dark brown hair cut in a slightly longer style that was currently in,, gray eyes, and a six o'clock shadow. He was one of those guys who had to shave twice a day His body was hairy and muscular and his cock was an impressive 9 inches, well impressive to anyone but Apex. He had a pretty ass but from the picture Apex knew his husbands was prettier Ted lay on his back and pulled his legs up as Apex used a convenient bottle of lube sitting on the nightstand then climbed into the bed his long thin limbs making him look almost like a skeleton, like death itself mounting this healthy neg man to give him it’s blessed disease Apex put the head of his cock at Ted’s unprotected neg hole and began rocking forward ever so slightly, coaxing that hole to open up and let his death stick in. The neg virgin gasped in pain as the head managed to pop in. Apex let him adjust for a moment and the pulled back out and pushed in harder. The look of shock on Ted's face was almost funny as about 7 inches rammed up into him. Apex slowly worked in further until he reached the inner ring. He pulled out until only the head was in then slammed back in bursting through that inner barrier “Holly fucking shit!” Ted gasped.t ears of pain running down his face. He was not enjoying this one bit and it was obvious to Apex that this man would probably never enjoy being fucked so he got even rougher. Ted was just another cheating slut like them all. Like Peter and they all deserved Apex’s gift He slid in and out of the writhing man who wasn’t even halfway hard and though "At least one of us is enjoying themselves". Ted's ass was as tight as a glove Ted stared up at him with a look of stony hatred on his face and Apex finally had to ask “Why are you doing this? You obviously don’t want this” he said still sliding in and out. He had no intention of stopping but he was curious now “I’m going to beat you to the punch, you evil bastard! No one is going to poz Warren but me! Now shut up and fuck me!” Ted snarled at him Apex was the one who was shocked this time, though he kept fucking “How did you even know who I was or that your husband was interested in me?” Apex asked “Warren can be a bit of a ditz and he never locks his phone, He left it in the bathroom last week and I heard him get a text so I picked it up to take to him, The screen lit up and there you were staring out at me" Ted said resentfully "Even worse there was cum on the back of the phone. He’s been beating off to your picture. He shoots all over and always misses some in the clean up” Ted said in a almost hopeless voice “I love him so much and maybe if I am poz like you he won’t leave me. He thinks I’m at a work seminar this weekend. I will even lie to him to keep him” “You are getting pozzed to kee[ your husband? Fuck, you are taking my gift out of love for him?” Apex asked slamming in hard “I don’t know what else to do to keep him!” Ted said, groaning in pain as that 12 inch toxic cock slid in and out of him “Fuuukkkk, here it comes! I’m pozzing your ass now!” Apex groaned and his balls started to empty toxic cum into this man who was not at all like the sluts he usually pozzed Ted just took it. He wanted this but not for himself. He was possibly sacrificing his neg status for his Warren. He would give anything to keep Warren As Apex caught his breath the voice in his head whispered “You still have time, You can hook up with with the other little slut before his husband gets home! You can get them both!” “No, not this time” Apex thought back Ted just lay there under him “I just hope this is enough” he said quietly to himself “I know what he wans and it’s honestly not me” Apex said, for once not wanting to break up a couple to make them pay for what Peter had done to him He didn’t stop to think about how twisted that thought was. It was just a part of who he was now, who Peter and his dad and his life had made him Apex reached out a long thin arm, picked up his phone off the nightstand and said “This came in just as I got here today” And he showed Ted the message from W. “He just wants the old you back” Apex told the man as he read “I have not touched him yet and I won’t if he never contacts me again “Fuck, I’m an idiot! I thought he wanted safe and stable. He didn't start dating me for real till I sold my motorcycle and he didn't accept my marriage proposal till I got a real job" Ted said “Did he ask you to change?” Apex asked. He was amused by the fact his cock was still in the man’s ass. He started slowly sliding in and out again. He wasn’t going to try to break these two up but he still wanted to try to make sure Ted was pozzed before he left Ted thought about it. not noticing what Apex was doing as he tried to remember Finally he said “No, he never did ask me. I just assumed” He was unconsciously pushing down on Apex's cock and his own cock was finally responding, probably because he was thinking so hardf about his husband “Maybe I was wrong about him learning to enjoy getting fucked” Apex thought with a smirk as his 12 inches worked it’s magic again. He sped up his thrusts and stroked Ted’s 9 inches in his bony hand “Slap him around a bit when you share my gift with him and he will love you forever” Apex said Ted felt his body responding to the fucking despite itself and groaned. This hurt so good… he already had one poz load in him… why not take another? Apex pushed in to the hilt and blasted his second load into this lovestruck fool as Ted’s cock erupted with cum that hit his chest and chin “Why did you show me that message? I don’t het the feeling that you are a very compassionate guy” Ted asked as they dressed “Because you are the first man I have fucked who didn’t remind me of my Ex, You did this out of love. Your Warren has no idea how lucky he is” Apex told him. For some reason he remembered his name was really Apollo for the first time in quite a while as he walked out of the room The voice in his head grumbled but Apex ignored it It was late evening now and as he walked through the lobby, past the hotel bar a young man coming of it stumbled into him “Hey Buddy!” The drunk boy said Come drink with me! I’m getting married tomorrow right here in this hotel and she’s a great girl! I’m so lucky!” Despite just having cum twice Apex’s cock started to get hard and the voice stopped grumbling He helped the man straighten up “That’s great! Let me buy you a drink or two to celebrate” he said steering his next victim back into the bar. Several drinks later he helped his new friend up to his room, carried would be a more accurate word than helped Apex shoved the boy face down on the bed then went back to close and lock the door He stripped the handsome straight boy who had long brown hair and an athletic build He used the boys own belt to tie his hands behind his back stuffed his briefs into his mouth and used his socks to tie the gag in place Then he stripped and crawled on top of this helpless soon to be married straight boy and pushed his cock in slowly The boy was unconscious and so relaxed from all the alcohol that it was not that hard to get his toxic poz cock up that neg hole He took his time, tearing up that undefended hole and getting it ready for impregnation with his viral babies He fucked the bride groom for hours and when he heard moans and saw movement he untied the gag, pulling his massive cock out till only a few inches was still inside. He had learned a trick for taming straight boys. The arch in his cock made the head slam right into the prostate when fucked them from behind and he pulled this far out. He rubbed that prostate bump repeatedly, keeping up the grinding till the boy was pushing back on him “Fuck dude! I can’t believe you are fucking me! God that feels so good! Don’t stop man!” the boy ground, stull half drunk “I’ve already shot two loads of toxic HIV positive cum in you. You want one more before I go ,pretty boy? It’s my wedding gift to you” Apex said “God just do it man! Cum in me!” The straight boy groaned spreading his legs wider Apex shoved in to the hilt and fired his fifth load of the day into the hopelessly pozzed ass and he felt the tell tail spasms around his cock that said the boy was cumming without touching himself He untied the boy who was asleep again and left him there “Enjoy your wedding” he said as he shut the door behind him It was 2 am when he got home, He fell into bed and passed out as the voice purred happily in his mind *********************** Warren was a little bummed that Apex Predator had not responded to him but he kind of felt like he had dodged a bullet too He heard a motorcycle pull up outside. Ted was not due back till tomorrow so he didn’t think much of it. Ted drove a sedan not a motorcycle anyway The front door burst open and Ted walked in, He wore jeans, a skin tight white t-shirt and a pair of dark sunglasses. His stylish hair has been cut down to a crew cut “Get your ass over here and kiss me bitch” he snapped at Warren “Show me how much you missed me” Warren was shocked but he flew to this new Ted's, or was it the old Ted’s arms and kissed him hard “You weren’t supposed to be home till tomorrow Baby!” Warren said “I wasn’t at a work seminar I was in a hotel room cheating on you” Ted said mater of factly “Wa… what?” Warren asked. He felt like Ted had thrown a glass of ice water in his face “You heard me bitch. Does the name Apex Predator ring a bell? You know, the guy you were going to cheat on ME with this weekend? That’s who I was with” he said a bit coldly “How did you know that?” Warren squeezed “Maybe someday you will learn to lock your phone” Ted said as Warren backed away, shaking his head Ted reached out, grabbed the front of Warren's shirt and pulled him nose to nose with him “You listen to me you stupid little slut. YOU ARE MINE! No one will poz you but ME! You got that? You understand me?” Teed shouted right into his face Warren was scared shitless… and so hard he was dripping in his shorts. He nodded numbly as Ted let him go “You want your Bad Boy back? You got it! I traded my car for a bike and I’m quitting my job. You can afford all the bills on hat you make so I’m going to let you take care of your man like the good little bitch you are” he snarled hitting off the words “I went our and got myself pozzed just for you and this is the price you are going to pay for that! If it didn’t take I will go back till I have it but NO ONE but me touches you? You got that?” he said in a menacing voice “Yes Baby, I don’t want anyone but you anyway!” Warren said throwing his arms around him and kissing him Ted smiled then and all his love for Warren showed in his eyes He pulled a small box out of his pocket, sank to one knee and opened it. There was a set of black rings inside and Warren was a little confused “Baby, I love you so much, I want to renew our wedding vows but this time you are getting the real me. Your Bad Boy is back to stay” he said and it was a promise “Will you marry me again?” he asked Warren nodded then said “Yes! Oh hell yes I will! I love my Bad Boy so much!” They slipped the new rings on their fingers and Warren noticed that they snuggled up to their old wedding bands perfectly He practically dragged Ted into the bedroom and it was the best sex they had ever had Ted would slap his ass as he slammed him from behind and every time he did he said “Mine!! This is MY ass!” Later as they lay in each other’s arms Ted said “I’m not really going to quit my job. Weddings are expensive and I want to do it up big this time” squeezing the center of his univers “I’d like that” Warren said snuggling in deeper Three months later they were both almost disappointed to test neg “Do you want me to go back to Apex for another round?” Ted asked “You know , it’s kind of crazy but I do want you to” Warren said after some thought “I want to be pozzed but I only want it from you” “I really want to poz you too, I want to share that with you forever” Ted said as he pulled out his phone and pulled up the Bareback Only app “Besides, we have to get an address from him so we can send him a wedding invitation” Warren said ************************************************************************************************************* Next Chapter: Enter The Doctor Let me know what you think! Scanbu

Part 5 - A Brief Interlude I woke up. I have no idea how long I was out, but I felt "hung-over" so I figured it was long enough for the drugs to get out of my system or fade significantly. I was on a bed (or at least a mattress). I couldn't open my left eye, it was swollen shut. My lips were split, and it burned when I ran my tongue over the lower one. I hurt all over. As I took stock of my body, I could feel the heavy cold metal around my throat. I followed a chain from the collar to the the wall. With the one I could see out of, I knew it was well-secured. I wasn't pulling it out. The room was windowless, but had a ceiling fan so it wasn't stuffy. I could see 2 doors, one was open to what looked like a bathroom. Since there was no way the chain was long enough, I assumed someone would take me there if I needed to go. I stank, and I really wanted a shower....hoping hot water would help ease of the aches I felt all over my body. I figured I had bruised ribs at least, and likely even broken. I lay back down on the bed and tried to stay calm. Bits and pieces of the night came to me, but I wasn't sure what or when any one thing happened. A little later I heard keys in the door and it swung open, with 3 men walking in. I recognized them, by their face, but I had no idea who they actually were. "Glad you're awake, faggot. We need to chat." The guy was clearly the one in charge here, and he had "PREZ" written on a patch on his leather vest over his heart. He pulled over a chair and straddled it, leaning over the back and glaring at me. "I doubt you remember much about the other night, but here's the short of it - you belong to the Mayhem Riders now. We paid good money for you." "You bought me?! I'm not a fucking toy that you buy!" By the time the last word was out of my mouth, the Prez had launched himself forward, knocking over the chair and grabbed me by the hair and slapped me hard across the face. "You shut the fuck up! You are nothing but a faggot hole that belongs to the Club! A hole! A punching bag! A fucking urinal! And if you don't like that, you can be fucking target practice. So shut the fuck up, if you want to keep breathing!" He flung me back against the wall and I curled up into a ball, as far away from him as I could. He picked up the chair and took a seat again. I looked at the two guys behind him. They were leaning against the wall and didn't seem at all bothered by the explosion of violence. I suppose it wasn't anything they hadn't already seen. "Now, as I said, we bought you and we own you. What that means for you, is that anything a man with a Mayhem Riders cut, can do anything with you he damned well pleases. The words "yes, sir" are the only fucking two words you ever speak to a man around here unless he asks you a question that requires another answer. Is that understood, hole?" I whimpered out a "yes, sir". "Good, now that you understand your new situation, here's what else you need to know - no one knows where the fuck you are, so don't expect anyone to come save you. The only 2 people who know you came here ain't saying nothing. Anyone reports you missing, ain't gonna get help from the cops. The sooner you internalize that you are here for good, the sooner you will adjust. Understand what I'm saying?" Another barely audible "yes, sir" came out. "You met M and Horse the other night, though you may not remember them. They're gonna be your handlers. You will always be with one of them. They are your Gods and only one of them, or me, can override another man when it comes to you. But don't be looking for saving. Ain't nobody here gonna save you from anything a man wants of you. For now, I'm going to leave them here to get to know you and get you showered and cleaned up." Prez stood and turned to walk out. He stopped and looked at M on his way, "Check his cunt and see if it can be claimed by the club tonight." "Got it, Prez. I'm sure he'll be good to go." ........

Chapter 8 I had gone to bed, and although i was awake when Jess got in i pretended to be asleep. It was an odd feeling i just didnt want sex with her and so i feigned sleep. I was still imagining cock. However the next morning when i awoke i didnt feel great. My throat was burning and my head was pounding. I didnt think that i had drunk particularly that much but i felt awful . I took painkillers and received little sympathy from Jess. ‘you will drink loads when you're out with your mates’ was all the response i got. I spent most of the day in bed but couldn't get warm. The painkillers hadn't touched anything and my throat was still sore the following day . After a second day in bed I got some sympathy from Jess. ‘ You must have picked up a bug or something whilst I was away , its obviously not a hangover now’ she said. I was just tired and rang in sick to work. After four days I started picking up and gradually feeling a little better. Jess managed to have sex with me once but all i could think of was the guys in the sauna. ‘There that will get you feeling better’ she said as i lay there exhausted. I still wasn't 100% and my glands felt swollen. I made a note to go to the docs as soon as i felt a little better. But then it occurred to me that if i was getting better there was no need to go. Over the next few days i got to my feet and felt much improved. I had taken the week off work and it was Friday afternoon. I would be ok to go into work the next week but i was feeling well enough to wander into town just for some outside life whilst Jess was at work. I found myself wandering near the gay village , just on the outskirts. I wasnt going to venture in but carried on walking. By chance my route took me past the tattoo parlour where i had my snake tattoo done. I peered in and saw Lana. She waved me in and i entered. ‘ Come for some more work? I know its addictive once you start’ she said. ‘No I was just passing as i was just in town. I've not been great this last week, i thought i had a bad hangover at first but I think it was a bug or something, not sure. I seem ok now though’ Lara smiled. She asked what my symptoms had been . ‘Yeah theres a bit of that about. I know the exact tattoo for you, come on im free now , ill show you. Come in the back, you dont have to have anything done if you dont want’ . I had nothing else planned. ‘Sit down in my chair’ Lana commanded. ‘Look Ill do the outline for free, then if you want it coloured come back and i’ll charge half price. Well?’ ‘Where?’ Was all i could ask.’ ‘Ill do something in the apple in the snakes mouth’she said referring to my existing tattoo. The one she had joked i would get in the pride colours. At least that subject had gone. ‘ trust me, my last tattoo was good wasnt it?’ ‘Ok’ Lana got to work , and it wasnt long before she had done the outline. It was an odd choice i thought ‘its symbolic’ she said. ‘ A lot of gay men have them. ‘ ’but im not gay’ I muttered. ‘You can carry on fooling yourself and suck cock in pub toilets, and let random guys fuck you and breed you like a bitch, or you can own it’ Lana said ‘ proper fags own it’ I think you will too sooner or later. Look do u like sucking cock ? ‘ i nodded ‘thought so.and you like being fucked?’ I nodded again. ‘And you think of cock all day ‘ ‘yes ‘ I whispered. ‘Sounds pretty fucking gay to me’ Lana added. ‘Back to the tattoo then. The good thing is that you have taken the first step in becomming a fag. This tattoo. Its a bio hazard tattoo. All piggy bottoms get them and dom girls get them too - see i have one’ she pulled down her leggings showing the cheek of her ass and I saw a small biohazard tattoo as she called it on her ass cheek. ‘ you can colour it in but you should know its significance. Im guessing from what you said that you have seroconverted. I would make an appointment with your doctor . Youre hiv positive like all of us here - and like all of Brad’s pupils. Youre now one of us. And no self respecting goody two shoes girl is going to want a poz fag fucking her and breeding her. So embrace it!’ The words hit me like a hammer. ‘Hiv positive?’ I mumbled. ‘Yes its the first step to becoming your true self’ Lana responded. ‘ but no one was ill, they would have said i’m sure’ I stammered. ‘ no one is usually these days. Its taken as read if you bareback you either have it, want it or dont care.anyways you will get it. Like you have. Looks like your choice is made. come back when you want it finishing’ I hurried out of the studio. My mind was whirling. What would Jess say. Where was my life heading ? One thing was certain, it was changing. I had to see my doc, this could all be a bad dream . to be continued……..

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Disclaimer: I did not write this. I found it on Nifty. Hope you enjoy.... ---------------- "Well, Marc, what seems to be the problem?" the doctor asked as he shut the door behind himself. I had been sitting on the exam table nervously waiting for him for the past 15 minutes. In that time I'd gotten out of my clothes, except for my briefs, and put on the requisite hospital gown. I'd been fidgeting and nervous, almost dreading when the doctor showed up. I had a problem and I needed to do something about it. I knew that. But now that the moment was here I tensed up, awkward and nervous. The doctor cocked his head to one side and crossed his arms over his chest, a studied look of concern on his face. He must have perfected this look in dealing with patients like me, forced to come to the hospital unwillingly and reveal embarrassing details about why they were there. I took a deep breath. Might as well get it over with. "Well, doc, I'm heading into my senior year in the fall and I'll be playing varsity hockey." He smiled, "Great, Marc. Glad to hear it. I knew you were a great player. You're a natural athlete. You'll excel at any sport you choose." I could feel a blush starting to come over my face from his compliment. I'd guess he was in his early 30s. He had thick brown hair parted on the left and combed neatly away from his face. His face was tanned and his eyes were a dark brown. He too was a natural athlete from what I could tell by the way he held himself, probably soccer. He was lean, but strong, judging from his frame and the way his clothes fit him. The doc was a cool guy, maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all. Don't get me wrong. It wasn't like I was checking out the doc or anything. I'm not gay. But being an athlete and playing several sports, hockey being my specialty, I'd gotten used to assessing guys' prowess in relation to my own. Being a mesomorph, I knew I could easily beat the doc in any athletic event I'd challenge him to. That made me a little more confident. I sat up straighter and said, "Well, doc, I got a problem. I'm muscular and all, and if I play it right next year I could end up with a hockey scholarship. But the problem is, um, well it's kind of embarrassing." "Go on, Marc," he said, looking directly at me. "Anything you say here is confidential between us. You have nothing to be embarrassed or ashamed about." "OK, well, the problem is I have no body hair." "What?" My face was totally red. I looked at the floor, too embarrassed to look at him as I rushed out the next part. "I went through puberty and all, obviously from my muscles and my voice changing. But I never got pubic hair, there's no hair on my legs or arms and in my pits. I know it seems like a small thing, or something stupid. But you don't know what it's like to take a shower with a bunch of high school guys and be completely hairless." I stopped there. There, I'd said it. It was out and I could feel my pulse slow down somewhat now that I'd said it. "Is that all, Marc?" he asked. "Is that all?" I'm thinking. "Yeah, the guys have teased me mercilessly all these years and he says is that all?" Of course I didn't say that. I simply replied "Yeah." "Well, Marc, there are several different conditions that would cause hair to fall out. And there are some rare conditions that would prevent hair from growing. You're a very healthy young man and developing very nicely." I felt my face blush again. "Do you have a girlfriend?" "Huh?" "Do you have a girlfriend?" "Um, yeah. What's that got to do?" "Have you two had sex?" "No. We've never gone all the way." "What have you done?" I started to feel less embarrassed. The doc was acting so matter of fact, like this was a routine problem he dealt with all the time, I figured I might as well just answer his questions and get it over with. Besides, it was refreshing to just answer honestly instead of making up some bullshit bragging to tell the other guys on the hockey team who were making up their own stories. "She's blown me and given me a hand job a few times." That was a joke - I made her do that just about every time we went out, not just a few. "I've kept my pants or underwear on, so she hasn't figured out I don't have any hair down there." "Hmm," he said, looking at me intently. Then he turned around and picked up my chart and thumbed through it. "Looking at your chart, Marc, and hearing what you just told me, I'd rule out anything major being wrong with you. You're healthy, you're sexually active, and your growth has been normal for your age. It could be just one of those things you learn to live with -- a harmless abnormality." My jaw dropped. I couldn't believe what I'd just heard. I'd humiliated myself by making this appointment and this was what he was going to tell me. "Doc, man, you gotta help me. I can't play senior league, be in the showers and locker room and not have any hair down there. You don't know what it's like. Plus I might have a girlfriend now, but I'm tired of feeling like a freak. Isn't there anything you can do?" "Marc, I understand at your age, this kind of thing seems pretty traumatic, but believe me, you could be coming here with a lot worse condition than this." "Look Doc, I know you got a lot of patients and it's not like this is the end of the world or anything, but I don't know what else I can do. I'm almost ready to not play next year not to go through the humiliation, but I really need that scholarship if I'm ever going to make it to college." "Well, Marc, I don't need to tell you that if I were able to cause hair to GROW I'd be a very wealthy man." We both laughed. "Isn't there anything you can do?" I pleaded. He got a strange look on his face and hesitated. "What is it?" I asked eagerly. "Well, there is something." "What is it? Whatever it is I'll try it." "Well, you may not know this. But I am associated with the research division of the University and we've been working on how to make hair grow for quite some time and we have come up with something that's in the experimental stages. We have been looking for a couple of human subjects." "I'll try it!" He got a serious look on his face. "Marc, I appreciate your enthusiasm. But you need to make an informed and educated decision. Getting involved in an experiment such as this could have unintended consequences and it's necessary for you to fully understand there could be unknown side effects." "OK, Doc. I understand. Why don't you tell me about it in more detail? I'm 18, I can make my own decision. I appreciate your giving me the opportunity." He told me to get dressed and to come to his office. We talked for quite a while and when all was said and done I agreed to be the guinea pig. I drove out of the lot with a smile on my face. Part 2 He had told me to come back the next day for some preliminary tests. This time he led me down a corridor to a stairwell that went into the basement. We went down another corridor to a room with a thick metal door. He swung it open. It looked as clean and sterile as the exam room from yesterday. In the middle of the room was an exam table, to the side several cabinets containing medical equipment, bottles, bandages and stuff you'd expect to see in any medical room. The Doc had made me change upstairs and put everything in a little locker. I was just in hospital slippers, the gown and my briefs under the gown. "OK, Marc, take everything off." I had lost some of my hesitancy since yesterday. I was eager to get hair on my body and be a real man. I took off the slippers - ooh, the floor was cold. I shrugged off the gown and shucked off my briefs. I made a neat little pile and put everything on a table in the corner of the room. It felt a little weird to be naked, but I just told myself to pretend I was in the locker room. I was naked there all the time and this would be just like that. The Doc looked me over in a clinical way. I kept my eyes glued to a spot on the wall and waited. "Turn around." I did as he instructed. "OK, I see that you do indeed do not appear to have any hair on your body, including pubic hair, which is unusual for someone your age. I want to do a few tests and then we'll proceed." "Alright, Doc, do what you gotta do." For the next twenty minutes or so we went through the usual battery of tests you expect at a normal physical: eyes, ears and throat, checking reflexes. I felt my face blush a little when he handled my balls and made me cough, but otherwise it was ok. "OK, Marc, you've passed the first set of tests. Physically you're in fine shape. Also, you've passed the first psychological test." "I have?" I hadn't done anything, so was confused to hear that. "Yes," he smiled, "You've grown more comfortable with your body the way it is. You're nude around me and feel relaxed and not self conscious about yourself." "Yeah, well after our talk and you're agreeing to help me, I do feel great." "Now, let's get started." He brought me to the middle of the room and had me face one of the walls. He brought out a large white bucket and opened it. "This is the chemical we've developed that I'm hoping will do the trick. It's necessary for me to put it all over your body. It will harden somewhat and you'll be immobilized. I'll put you under the shower to wash it off and we'll be through for the day. It should feel a little wet, but other than that you shouldn't feel anything painful or unusual when it's applied, when it comes off or afterwards." "OK, let's go." "In addition, there's, as I've already mentioned, a psychological component. I need you to visualize what your body will look like. To aid in this, I'm going to project images onto the wall that I want you to concentrate on. They're images of masculine, muscular men with hairy chests. I want you to picture yourself as one of them. Can you do that?" I didn't think I needed to stare at pictures, but if it was part of his program, I'd go along with it. "Sure, Doc." He asked me to step onto a small pedestal. With that he put on some rubber gloves and reached down into the bucket. His hand came up with a glob of this clear liquid that looked like a cross between jello and hair gel. He stepped in front of me and started slathering it over my chest. He was right, it felt wet, but not much else. It was thick and seemed to set quickly on my body. After coating my chest he moved down to my stomach and pubes then covered my legs. "Spread your legs, Marc." I did as I was told. He reached between my legs and coated from my asshole to my balls and coated my balls too. The only thing he didn't touch was my dick, which hung down and was the only part of me not shining brightly in the fluorescent lights; the rest of me almost seemed to be glowing. He then went behind me and coated my butt and legs. He didn't touch my back. "It will take several of these treatments before we see any results, and we may not see anything at all, as I mentioned to you. Now lift your arms." I lifted them and he applied the solution to my pits and all along my arms. It hardened almost immediately and it felt like I was in a body cast. "Concentrate on the images on the wall and I'll be back for you shortly." With that he left the room, leaving me facing the wall. It was like a giant slideshow. They were all these pictures of guys around my age with various stages of chest hair. They were doing athletic things, like playing volleyball, surfing, hanging out at the beach. I watched the pictures and tried to imagine myself as one of them with a nice pelt of fur on my chest, a symbol of my masculinity. I glanced down at my smooth chest and found it hard to believe I'd end up like that, but I did as the doc instructed and watched the pictures go by. A short while later, the Doctor came back in and the slide show stopped. "That's it for today, Marc." He still had his gloves on and with his foot undid the lock on the pedestal. He wheeled me over to a corner where I hadn't noticed before, there was a shower. He placed me in front of the shower. It felt strange not being able to move. He tilted me forward and for a second I thought I might fall. But I just ended up with my hands against the wall. "This isn't going to work," he said, "I can see I'm going to have to get in the shower and remove the solution." He stepped out from behind me and took off his lab coat. He undid his tie and started to unbutton his dress shirt. He carefully placed it on a hangar on the coatrack. He removed his undershirt. I was surprised to see the doctor had a pleasure trail that shot up from his pants and spread out in a fine spray of chest hair. It wasn't overly thick, but I would have been satisfied with it. He must have been an athlete too because he was toned and wiry, like a football player. I hadn't thought of what he looked like under his clothes before, but he was in great shape, for a guy somewhere in his 30s. He undid his belt, kicked off his shoes and in a minute had taken off both his pants and boxers. That pleasure trail shot down to a nice bush of brown pubes that were thick and luxuriant. I was kind of grossed out by his dick, though. I mean, I really don't want to see another guy's dick. But he was uncut and the hood hung way down over the head. On top of that his meat was long and thick. His wife, I'm betting didn't have any complaints. He stood beside me and turned the water on. I closed my eyes and it streamed across my face and hair and cascaded down my front and my back. The doc moved behind me with a bar of soap in his hand and started making lather. I could sense him behind me. He reached up a hand to both shoulders and started rubbing the lather across them. The water was warm and felt good, there was a little steam rising in the shower as well. The doc's hands were strong and sure as they kneaded my shoulders. Still I felt like I couldn't move at all. The doc reached under my pits and started lathering up my pecs. That's when I felt it. Well, I heard it at the same time. With a loud plop, his dick suddenly landed on my ass. I would have jumped if I could, but I was frozen and a little embarrassed. The doc was embarrassed too. He tried to pull back, but it was like his dick was glued to my ass crack. "This is embarrassing, Marc, but my penis for the moment is stuck on you. That's why I use the gloves." I was weirded out and not sure what to say, but he hadn't done it on purpose. "Hey, Doc, as long as it doesn't go any lower, ok?" We both laughed. I had never felt another man's penis before and I was surprised at how long and thick it was resting on me. I'd always thought my dick measured up, but against the doc's I wasn't so sure. He managed to lather my arms and as the soap worked its way in, I could feel the solution draining away and me gaining control again. I was able to pull my arms down and start lathering myself. He suggested we turn together so the water could hit my ass and his dick at the same time. We turned slowly and he lathered up my butt and his penis. He grabbed my hips and asked me to bend forward. He tried moving his pelvis back and forth and gradually I could feel his penis moving back and forth across my ass. Again, I was amazed at the length and girth. Just as suddenly as it was stuck there, it suddenly let go and flopped down between his legs. I lathered up and rinsed off and he did likewise. We both put on our clothes. He told me I was free to go and to come back tomorrow at the same time to continue the treatment. Part 3 For the next five days I went back as instructed and we repeated the process. Doc applied the solution, it hardened, and I watched the pictures of men with hairy chests and tried to visualize that happening to me. There was no way of getting around the shower either. The doctor had to help me in and had to get undressed. And no matter how he positioned himself he always had to get close to me and then his dick would be stuck to my ass. After the second day of that I was used to it and the doctor wasn't acting like it was a big deal, so why should I? However, after the fifth day I was starting to feel panicky. I hadn't developed one hair anywhere. The doctor looked concerned too. He said there should have been some kind of development, the chemical had entered my system and should have triggered some growth. He said that if I were amenable to it, we'd enter stage two, which was a more aggressive approach to hair growth. I was desperate and starting to feel like a failure. Of course I'd do whatever he suggested. He said we would continue the treatment with some additional steps. He felt the visualization part needed to be strengthened that I had a hard time really picturing myself with hair. So, instead of slides, the images would be replaced by video, moving pictures of masculine, hairy men. He also said that I maybe did not have a good visualization in my head because I didn't have a tactile experience. I didn't know what he meant. So, he put the gel on my legs, balls and butt, then across my abs and stomach, but left my arms free. He stood in front of me and said, "While you're watching the video I want you to run your fingers through my chest hair and while you're visualizing what you'll look like you'll also feel what it's like to be hairy." He stood in front of me with the video images of volleyball games and guys jogging played behind him. I reached out somewhat tentatively and lightly put my hands on his chest. He looked at me sternly, "Marc, you have to really move your hands around, feel the hair and believe this is what you're developing towards. Now, do as I say." I felt a little weird, but followed his instructions. Up close the hair was thicker than it seemed. It was silky and soft to my touch. The hairs were also longer than I expected. At first I sort of just rubbed my hands back and forth over the same spot. The doctor frowned "Marc, do as you're told! Feel that hair. Tell me what it feels like." I kept my eyes on the screen as I talked. "It feels really soft to touch, softer than I expected. I thought it would be coarse. But your muscles underneath are firm and strong, so it's this weird combination of silk and steel - something I'd like my body to feel. It's how a man who commands respect should feel." "Good. Now we're making progress." The rest of the session progressed as usual. He coated my arms and had me watch the videos, although I noticed the time I spent watching the videos seemed to be longer. When it came time for my shower, he said, "Today we're going to try something a little different." With that he tipped me forward. I panicked, expecting to crash to the tile. I landed on my elbows and knees. He was on his knees behind me and I felt weird to be in such a submissive position when he deliberately grabbed his dick and slapped it on my ass. Of course it stuck immediately. He began to lather us up and eventually the solution came off and we both got off our knees and washed up. The next few sessions were exactly like this one. I was just about to give up hope. So much work and concentrating didn't seem to be doing anything to produce any hair on my body. Then the next day I woke up and walked into the shower. As I was lathering myself up, I reached into my pits and dropped the soap. There was hair there! I jumped out of the shower and raised my hands and under each arm was a small, but definitely visible patch of brown downy hair. I whooped loud and couldn't wait for my appointment later in the day. Part 4 The doctor was happy too. All his efforts weren't in vain. He said the accelerated treatment was helping, but we still needed to advance further if we wanted the end result. I was happy to continue with his therapy. He said that in order for the chemical to really encourage hair growth I needed to be stimulated and encouraged further. The only way to do that was to psychologically mix my sex drive with the hair growth so that that would harness that energy. "How are we going to do that, Doc? " I asked. He brought over the exam table and asked me lay on it and put my feet in the stirrups. I did as instructed. I noticed the videos playing behind him were different. This time the men were naked, playing sports, walking around. It was strange to see their penises flopping around, but by this time I was very comfortable with being naked. The doctor took off his clothes too. Having seen him naked so many times, this didn't phase me. "In addition to seeing and visualizing yourself with a hairy chest, Marc, you need to associate a hairy chest with virile, raw male sexuality. I've purposely put you in a feminized position so that you can fully see and feel the sexual power." He stepped between my legs and put his hands on my thighs. "I am going to simulate sex with you. What I want you to do is concentrate on the sensations and imagine how good and powerful you will feel when you are having sex with your girlfriend and she will be so turned on by your hairy chest." Behind him I noticed that some of the images included guys with erections. I felt an undercurrent of unease. I wanted a hairy chest, I wanted my girlfriend to be turned on, but this seemed so weird, almost like homos. "Marc, look at me," the doctor commanded. His face was set and he asked, "Do you want this?" "Yes, Doc, I want a hairy chest more than anything." "OK, now I'm doing this to help you, remember that. I have a wife, so don't panic. The purpose of this is to make you associate hairy chests with sex and power." "I understand." With that, he stepped between my legs, gripping my legs with his strong hands. I was suddenly aware of how exposed I was, with my legs spread and my ass out there. He stepped right up to my ass, his pubes and limp cock resting against them. "Now I'm going to simulate sex. While I am thrusting myself against you, I want you to put your hands on my chest and feel my hairiness, play with my nipples and picture the things you want your girlfriend to do to you as you fuck her." I reached up and put my hands among the familiar chest hair and pushed against his muscles to see how hard they were beneath the hair. They were solid and strong. The doctor pulled his hips back and slowly started thrusting back and forth. As he moved his cock swung around and of course slapped against my ass. I decided to pinch both of his nipples a little hard to see what he would do. He gasped for a second and then he thrust at me so hard I almost jumped off the table. If he wanted me to feel a man's power, I felt it! I could imagine my girlfriend looking up at me like I was looking at the doctor, begging to be fucked. I was surprised to find that during all this time my cock had inflated to a full-fledged hard on. I felt a little weird about it, but it was ok. Doc said it would help me and I was thinking about my girlfriend, it wasn't like I was having sex with a guy. The doc looked down at my dick and smiled. "You respond well to the treatment, Marc. I think that's enough for one day." I noticed that as he was talking to me he had pressed his crotch directly against mine. His balls rested at the base of my ass and his dick rose up from there towering, rock hard, the foreskin pulled back somewhat, revealing a purple head with drops of precum. He reached down, slapped my ass and got me off the table. He applied the solution, showered me off and sent me on my way. Part 5 When I woke up the next morning I rushed to the bathroom, stripped off my t-shirt and boxers. For a second time stopped. I couldn't believe it. There was downy fuzz all around my crotch area. It was almost as if I'd started the beginnings of a bush overnight. I whooped and hollered again. The treatment was really working! All through my shower I kept one hand down there feeling the new, silky hair amazed at my new appearance. Again, the doctor was as happy and impressed as I was. Within a few minutes we were in the same positions we were in yesterday, me with my legs spread. He remarked "Yesterday I had some irritation on my skin from rubbing against you, so I'm going to put some lube on my genitals and around yours too." "OK, Doc," I said, watching the video screen behind me. I felt him slide this gooey liquid over my dick, my balls, under my balls and felt it dribble on my ass. He went to the sink, washed off his hands, then returned. He stepped between my legs, told me to place my hands on his chest and we'd begin. I looked up at him, as instructed. I placed my hands on his chest. I didn't need to be told what to do. I started running my fingers through the hair, cupping his pecs, massaging, pressing against his taut muscles. My fingertips brushed gently over his nipples and I looked up at him thinking how sexy his chest felt. I felt the blood rushing into my cock and it started to rise as I looked into his eyes. He had a husky look on his face. "That's it, Marc. Feel my chest. Feel how good it feels." With that he started the thrusting motion that he had done yesterday. Because of the lube it was much stickier down there and his dick really flopped around a lot. But I enjoyed the feeling. As I looked at him, I felt my dick stiffen completely and it lay like a piece of pipe across my pubes pointing up just past my belly button. The doc glanced down at it. "Very good, Marc. I can see we're harnessing your libido. Do you think my hairy chest is sexy?" I pinched his nipples very hard and saw him grimace. "Yeah, Doc, hairy chests are the best. Real men have hair on their chests." He gripped my legs and started thrusting harder, back and forth. I could feel a change in his dick. When we had first started it had been hanging down, flaccid, just flopping against me, but as he had picked up the pace the texture had changed. It had lengthened and was more solid, making a slapping noise as it hit against me. With a few more slaps I knew Doc's dick had grown to full-fledged erection, just like mine. On the screen the images had changed again. I noticed they were now images of hairy chested guys fucking smooth guys, in every position imaginable. They were in a missionary position, guys with legs resting on their shoulders. Before I could fully take this in, I could feel the doc reach down and steady his dick. It was jabbing against me now. I squirmed around and his dick now was rubbing in a steady motion along my asscrack. It was a lot less painful than having it poke against me. I was still rubbing the doctor's chest and noticed that there was a sheen of sweat on it now, making my hands glide through the hair. My dick was throbbing and leaking. The doc was breathing faster. He had spread my legs wider and was thrusting harder. The tip of his dick kept brushing against my hole. My mind was so overloaded from all the sensations I didn't have time to process it other than to think how hot it felt. I was watching these images of hairy chested guys plowing other guys asses. My hands were enmeshed in the doc's chest hair, feeling his heart beating faster under his muscles. The power and masculinity he exuded made my dick throb even harder. I looked down and there was a puddle of precum on my abs. He leaned forward saying "I'm going to place my chest on top of yours as we do this so you can feel a hairy chest in an atmosphere of heightened sexual arousal." As he leaned down over me, he thrust harder and this time the tip of his dick stopped at my hole and forced itself in. It had felt so good to have him rubbing against me that I lifted my pelvis up towards him as I put my arms around his shoulders to press him against me. His eyes were locked on mine, his chest pressed against mine. I knew I should stop this. It was going too far. Somewhere in the back of my mind I heard myself protest. Instead of pushing him away, I felt my body welcome him. I thrust against him and took in the entire head. I pulled him tighter against me with my arms and he wrapped his arms around me. "I'm going to fuck you now," he growled in my ear. "You'll feel my power. It will help you become a man." I wanted to cry out, no, I'm not a fag. Instead I pushed myself against him and inch after glorious inch entered me. I felt no pain. It felt so right, so natural and so tremendous I threw my head back and cried out in ecstasy. The doctor pulled his shaft back and then started a familiar motion. His thrusting reached something deep inside me and I felt my dick throb in answer to his. His pace quickened. I could hear his balls slapping against my ass. He was grunting and moaning in my ear. "You feel sooo good. I've never felt anything like this. I'm going to cum soon." I couldn't hold back much longer. I was lost in the erotic feeling. My dick was enormous trapped between our two bodies, rubbing against his solid abs. We were both so close. I started to shake as I felt the orgasm starting deep down in my balls and boiling over. The doctor went even faster, his breath ragged in my ear. With one final thrust, he bellowed in my ear as I felt his dick erupt deep inside my hole. At the same time my own dick leapt up between us and sent a stream of cum shooting up against Doc's belly and chest, splattering against my neck. There were several spurts after that coating our torsos in a river of cum. When the doc felt my cum hit him, he threw back his head and moaned. I could feel his dick spasming inside me, releasing a stream of cum. His body relaxed when he'd finished cumming, but his dick was still rock hard inside me. Our bodies were coated with the cum I'd shot in between us. After a few minutes our hearts slowed down to a normal rhythm. Slowly the doc peeled himself away from me, the cum having stuck us together. He looked down at me with a strange look on his face. "Look, Marc," he said. I looked down at myself and couldn't believe my eyes. My chest was covered in hair, a trail shot down over my abs. Cum was drying in the hair everywhere, but there was not doubt it was all my hair. My pubes now had a luxurious bush. I was cured! My dick hadn't gone down and got even harder as I looked at myself. "Maybe Doc, you should fuck me again. Just to make sure it doesn't go away." "Anything to keep the patient happy, Marc, anything."

I've done something similar about 10 years ago. It had been a while since I had a real cock in my ass, the toys just weren't doing it for me, so I decided to go to a hotel.... On my way to the hotel I said "fuck it! Tonight I'll just post the name of the hotel and my room number on Craigslist, blindfolded, door is unlocked, and ass in the air" I desperately wanted to feel a hard cock pulsating in my ass filling me with cum. I had 8 or 9 guys breed this little cum slut before I had to stop.

5.5"-6" is an average dick, and average dicks are hot

Replace keys on their computer because they've been eaten away by lube? lol, i'm pretty sure this questions never been asked on BZ, but i've had to replace both the "n" and "m" keys and realized they were eaten away because of lube on my fingers when typing. i clean my keys routinely with alcohol wipes, and that does a fair job, but i thought it a funny observation. i'm a total bottom and don't use lube often, usually only to edge, so i can imagine this might be even more of an issue for someone who uses their computer to purposely cum on a regular basis. 🙂

9 you have a great cock, I’d choke on it often enough for you to appreciate that I was trying and do all I could to get you rock hard. That being said, a cock like yours should be balls deep in a bare ass. As long and as deep as you want it until orgasm. And then again and again and again.

I have an appropriate response some of you guys may want to consider. I don't mean it should be delivered in a rude manner at all; merely in a polite, "matter-of-fact" way. Nothing insulting - merely an exchange of crucial information: the Top: I only fuck with a condom. you: Oh. Well, I have some dildos/butt plugs/ toys at home ..... If I wanted something like that, I wouldn't be in this joint taking loads from hard, raw Cocks. Thanks anyway ....

Being comfortable Sunday morning, I visited a cruising park just outside of town. We have a national event in town so I figure it would have 1st time visitors. It surpassed my expectations. Seem a few familiar faces and soon saw a few new people who was new to our place of joy & fun. I t wasn't long I had my cock down a newbies throat shooting my load when another tall olive skin gentleman with a long thick uncut was offered to me. As I am swallowing his meat another dark skin man is watching stroking his fat cock. When the olive skin asked if I fuck, I stepped out of my shorts offering him my hole. It wasn't long before he was balls deep in me when the other was feeding my mouth. As the 1st dropped his load into my gut and withdrew the other replaced him in my used fuck hole. I ended up with three loads in my gut and two in my stomach. Total of ten guys watching me be a total cumslut. I would say it was a great morning.

Being blindfolded or hooded unable to see the tops is always super hot id love to be getting used at a cruising spot or club wearing a hood so I can’t see who’s using me and my face can’t be recognized and unbeknownst to me one of the tops using me like a cheap whore to rip open and leave full of his loads is my own father not a clue it happened unless someone records me getting used and I see him ruining my boipussy

Oh it would have been a lot better without the relationship guilt for sure 😕. About four years ago when I was single I was working on a job in oroville, small town maybe 10k people, and managed to talk a hot Hispanic Starbucks Batista that only wanted to do oral into almost a full day of nonstop bareback. I probably filled him up seven times.

I finally got to Hampstead Heath last weekend, It was everything I'd hoped! I'd been working in London, staying in a Holiday Inn. I couldn't arrange anything there because they insisted on taking the temp of every one going in. I didn't finish work until past 7 on Friday night (bloody job that turned out more complex) so went to eat and then was feeling horny. So thought I'd go to take a look on Hampstead Heath, I'd never been before. It was getting dusk by the time I got there but I could still see some. It seemed pretty quiet until I ventured into the trees and realised there were quite a few guys there already. After few mins I came across three guys fucking a guy who was standing against a tree, then I found a clearing with prob 8 or 9 guys, a few fucking, others watching. I went across to watch. As soon as I got there a guy knelt in front of me. I only had shorts, tee shirt and trainers on, it was a really hot night. He pulled my shorts down and started to suck me. Seconds later a finger was in my hole, I'd lubed with Ky and a dollop of vaseline to stop it drying out before I got there. I was pushed over, my hands found the tree, a meaty cock head probed my arse crack, couldn't find my opening. I reached behind to pull it to my hole. He shoves, my arse bursts with pain. Fuck, hold on I cry. He ignores me, head followed by shaft drives deeper into me. No talk, no condom. I manage to open my poppers, sniff deeply. His fucking is savage, the pain fades as the poppers kick in and his cock massages my prostate. Its so hot and humid, I pull my tee off, I'm sweating as I take this strangers cock raw in my arse. Minutes later he rams deep, grunting as he cums in my bowels. I lay forward, shocked I guess at the speed of it all. The clearing seems to have filled with guys. Hands grab my hips and pull me up, another cock seeks my hole, i feel his jeans zip against me when he bottoms out, he lasts maybe a minute before a feel a rush inside me, cum dribbles down my balls when he pulls out. I shuffle to the tree, kicking my shorts off and grabbing them with my tee as I lie forward and rest my chest on the tree. What a slut I think to myself as cock no. 3 drives into me, I can't believe I'm offering my hole to all comers. This one doesn't cum, I don't think, or the next, but then three in succession sound like they do and my hole is running wet again. I stayed there until it started getting light. I guess I took 30 or 40 cocks, perhaps some fucked me twice or more, perhaps half came inside me. Very few had condoms. As it started to get light I could tell that guys were getting ready to leave and several seemed to be looking for a hole to get off in before going. These seemed the biggest loads as cum would kind of stream out when they pulled out, although maybe my hole was pretty wide and relaxed by then too. I decided I'd had enough when it became daylight. I'd hung onto my clothes throughout, but my shorts did little to hide the state I was in. My legs were sticky with cum, i was sweaty, dirty, but felt so satisfied. I had to get the carpet cleaner on my car seat the next day after driving home!

Chapter 6 Matty moved in between my legs all the while stroking his cock. “The moment you walked into the office a month ago I knew I was going to end up breeding your cunt. I just didn’t realize I was going to get to help poz your neg ass too. Doc here hasn’t let me cum in two weeks so you can imagine I’m feeling a little crazy right about now.” I couldn’t take my eyes off his huge cock with that dangerous looking PA. I started to panic a bit and tried to get out of the sling but I was restrained tightly and couldn’t move. Chad and Chris were on either side of with doc at my head. They all reached out and put their hands on me to help calm me down. “Shhh,” doc whispered in my ear. “Just relax this has to happen, but I promise you after a few minutes you’ll be begging for Matty’s load.” Matty started speaking again, if possible the look on his face was even more wicked looking than before. “And it would be very rude not to give little old Matty a turn after the others have already had their shot. Right Scotty?” Fuck he was right. “I’m sorry Matty. I just wasn’t expecting you to be hung like a fucking horse.” I gulped then continued, “please fuck me. I need your cum too.” “Much better.” He started rubbing the head of his cock on my not so tight hole, adding his precum to the mix. “You know I think it’s funny, when I first saw you I thought ‘fuck I bet he’s a power top’ but turns out the small queeny guy is the power top and you’re just another bottom cum whore waiting to learn his true place in the world.” With that he shoved his pierced cock deep inside my ass. Holy shit I’d never seen this side of Matty. Gone was the sweet kid and in his place was a fucking animal. Damn it was scary but hot as fuck. I let out a scream but Chris shoved his dick in my mouth to distract me from the pain. Doc was rubbing my head while Chad was playing with my nipples. Doc said, “open up Scotty, it’ll start to feel amazing in a minute. We just needed to make sure your insides were probably prepared to accept all of our toxic seed and give our babies a fertile place to latch onto. I thought Matty deserved the honor since he missed being with you in the exam room.” “Thank you Matty,” I screamed as his cock started to feel amazing. “Bred my cunt, fucking knock me up!” “Fuck I’m not going to last long you’ve got me so horned up.” With that I could feel his dick start to spasm and fill my ass even fuller than it already was. After a few minutes he pulled out and quickly took his piercing out and placed it on my chest then returned his cock to my well used hole. “Okay I think you’re sufficiently prepped. I don’t want to do too much damage. Oh and I’m good for at least one more load before I’m done with you.” He winked at me. It looked like sweet Matty was back. I noticed the piercing on my chest and it was covered in dark pink cum. Yep no question about it there was no way I was leaving here neg. I had never felt so alive before in all my life. I lost track of how long Matty fucked me but soon he was delivering his second load of the night. As soon as he pulled out doc moved right in. “Sorry boy, I know you need a break after Matty but watching him use you like that made me so horny I just needed inside you again. Trust me it won’t take long for me to shoot my load.” While doc fucked I tried to clean Matty’s cock off the best I could. It had shrunk a bit so I was able to get most of it down my throat. With my bodily fluids mixed with everyone’s cum, it was fucking delicious. “I’m proud of you Scotty. You’ve currently got six toxic loads of cum deep inside you. Chris, hand me one of those plugs from the table. I’m about to shoot then will give our new boy a much deserved break.” After a few minutes they all helped me out of the sling. I looked at the clock and realized we’d been at it for well over two hours. No wonder my legs felt like jelly as I tried to get up. I noticed for the first time that behind the sling was futon that had been pulled out and covered in black sheets. They laid me down in the middle and Matty instantly climbed in and snuggled next to me. He whispered in my ear, “hope I didn’t hurt you too much. I get a little carried away sometimes when I haven’t had sex in so long, especially when I know I’m fucking a neg hole.” “It was amazing Matty! Thanks for sharing your gift.” Chris laid down on the other side of me and doc and Chad both sat at the end of the futon. I’d never felt so safe. “Hey doc can I ask you a question?” “Of course Scotty.” “I understand the three of you, but Chad, was that just a happy accident his being here today?” Dr. Manning started chuckling. “Well that’s an interesting story. You see Chad here was the first patient that I had the honor of telling they were HIV positive. This was years ago and Chad didn’t react very well to the news.” Now Chad was chuckling. “That’s an understatement. I was a fucking wreck. Thought my life was over. Doc hugged me and let me bawl all over him but pretty soon I could feel him getting aroused and I was like what the fuck!” “Hey who knew I’d have that reaction but it was hot. I calmed Chad down and started to explain to him that he had been given an amazing gift and it was his duty to share it with others.” Chad took over the story. “As you can imagine I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. A medical doctor was telling me it was not only ‘cool’ that I was poz but it was my responsibility to share it. I mean fucked up right?” We all started laughing at that. “But then doc took my hand and placed it on my own dick and I realized I was rock hard. Well fuck! So he leaned in my ear and asked me if I wanted to give him a recharge.” “That was also the day I realized I hadn’t been doing my duty to the community,” doc said. “Since I was undetectable at the time, I realized I had dropped the ball, so Chads getting knocked up helped me make the decision to stop meds. I mean what kind of doctor would I be if I didn’t do what I preached.” This whole time Chad had been playing with the plug in my ass. Matty and Chris were rubbing my chest and tweaking my nipples. I was starting to moan like a bitch in heat. “Hmmm looks like he’s ready for round two boys.” Chad yanked the plug out and dove into my ass eating me out. Oh fuck I went crazy. After a few minutes he climbed on top of me and fed me a mouth load of cum, then we proceeded to make out. The rest of the night was kind of a blur. I ended up with 15 loads buried deep in my guts with a slightly bigger butt plug sealing every drop inside. It was early morning by the time we wrapped things up. As we were leaving doc explained the next steps. “Okay you’re going to become hornier than ever. We’ve unlocked your true nature tonight but you are not to let anyone else fuck you until you’re officially a member of the family.” I got kind of got a nervous look on my face. Weeks without sex yea that would never work now. He noticed my panicked look and said, “sorry I should’ve been more clear. Only the four of us are allowed to fuck you. “Here’s what you’re going to do. All of our numbers are in your phone so anytime you get the itch all you have to do is call one of us or better yet just walk into the office during business hours. One of the three of us will always make sure we’re available to give you what you need. And Chad has a flexible schedule so he can help out too. Then every Friday night we’ll expect you back here for another session. At this rate you’ll be in the family in no time.” I looked at Chad and the others and they were all shaking their heads in agreement. “I promise you we’ll keep you drowning in cum and once that test comes back poz we’ll have a big surprise for you. Now go home and get some rest. Keep that plug in as long as can to give our swimmers ample time to be absorbed into your DNA.” With that doc gave me a passionate kiss and we all headed out.

PART 3 We had taken a few steps down the hall when I realized I didn’t have my towel. He told me to just show off and let the guys see how hot I was. Normally, I would have been much more shy, but I was on a high from getting fucked. I don’t think we went more than twenty feet before we ran into someone my new friend knew. “Ron, glad I ran into you. I hope you haven’t cum yet tonight. I’d like you to meet my new friend Chris. Chris is here for the first time and also just took his first load.” Now, he looked at me. “Chris, you want to get fucked again don’t you?” I was embarrassed, but nodded. “Ron is hot, isn’t he”, he added. I nodded again. “Ron, what do you think of my new young friend? Is he fuckable?” Ron looked me up and down. “Chris, do you wanna go back to my room and we can become friends too? I think I got something you’ll like,” he said, and then dropped his towel open. He wasn’t hard yet, but it was obvious he had a big cut cock and massive shaved balls. I looked to my breeder for approval and he gave me a soft look and said “Chris, I’ll be here all night and you come back and find me before you leave. And if anyone gives you any trouble, you find me. And have fun. And do whatever feels good. Feed that hole. I know it’s hungry. Give in.” And then he leaned in and gave me a kiss and a swat on my butt and turned back. Ron grabbed my hand and led me to his room. I was 18, naked with a man twice my age leading me down to a tiny room, where he was going to fuck me. And I was nervous about being inexperienced and what he would be like and I was also super excited because he already knew I wanted to get fucked and that I had let his friend shoot his cum into me. And Ron was hot. He turned out to be 42. He was a little taller than me at 6 feet and thin, but not skinny. He was starting to lose his hair, but I thought that was hot too. Even soft his cock had looked big, with a nice cut mushroom head. But if his cock had looked Big, his balls had looked giant. As we entered his room and he shut the door behind us, I wondered, with hope, that maybe those huge balls meant more cum when he shot his load? As he turned to face me and dropped his towel, I tried to be cool, but I think my face and eyes betrayed me. I wanted this man badly. I wanted to be his bottom. I wanted him to shoot a massive load up from those giant balls. And I wanted that sperm inside me. There was never one second where I didn’t think to myself that I was making sure he came in me. Every drop. And as far as if he had HIV. I definitely thought about that. And had a total what are you doing discussion in my head. It was like I couldn’t stop myself and I decided it wasn’t going to stop me. If he even had HIV.